Date: Thu, 23 Nov 2023 14:01:27 +0000 (UTC)
From: Bay Area Guy <bayareaguy03@yahoo.com>
Subject: Transformed - Chapter 18

Transformed
Chapter 18

Spring break ended up not being much of a break for me at all. Instead, it
was filled with soccer practice. Most of the soccer team had been
practicing a couple of times a week since January, but since I'd been busy
with swimming, I had missed those practices. Now I had a lot to make
up. The first soccer match was the weekend after spring break, and the
coach was taking advantage of the week free from classes to run all-day
drills. I was a freshman, and I'd never played soccer before (unlike most
of the other players who'd been on teams since they were toddlers), so it
wasn't expected that I'd be actively playing this year. Even so, the coach
was committed to having all the players on the field at some point during
the season, so I needed to practice my skills.

I started with the team on Tuesday morning for our first all-day
practice. The coach had given the team a long weekend off, for those that
wanted to go on ski trips or other spring break activities, but he needed
everyone back for practice beginning at 8 a.m. Tuesday morning. I'd used
the long weekend to get ahead on homework and to laze around the house a
bit. Then on Tuesday morning, I reluctantly dragged myself out of bed at 7,
grabbed a bowl of cereal for breakfast, and rode my bike over to the
school.

As I put on my soccer kit in the locker room, I looked around to get a
sense of who was on the team. I knew a lot of the freshmen, and there were
a couple of other swimmers who also did soccer, but I didn't know most of
the upperclassmen. Jamal and Charlie said hi. It had been quite a while
since I'd "hung out" with them.

I of course noticed that most of the players were hot. They were generally
less muscular than the swimmers, but in great shape nonetheless. While
their chests and arms were not as developed as my teammates on the swim
team, they had strong legs and washboard abs from lots of running.

When we got out to the field, running was exactly how the coach had us
begin. He had us run around the field for half an hour, then we did sprints
across the field and back. Then we started drills on dribbling, passing,
and kicking. For a complete novice, I wasn't half bad, but I felt like some
of the skill that I had absorbed from Jamal and Charlie from taking their
loads had worn off. I made a mental note to mention this to Robby, who
regularly checked in with me about my abilities. It spread that the skills
I absorb wane with time. I also made a mental note that I needed a few new
injections from Jamal and Charlie to boost my skill levels again, and the
thought of that made me chub up a bit.

By the time the practice ended at 2 p.m., I was exhausted. I was in good
shape from three months of swimming, but all of the running and drills in
the practice had been pretty intense. As I was standing under the hot
shower, trying to wash away my weariness with my eyes closed, all I was
thinking about was getting home and taking a nap, so I didn't hear Jamal at
first.

"Hey, Alex," Jamal said.

When I didn't respond, he called to me again. "Alexander! Hey!"

Jamal's deep voice made me opened my eyes to see him standing under the
shower head next to mine. I looked him over and noted that the water
running off his smooth dark skin made him look especially sexy.

"Want to hang out today? Nobody's at my house this afternoon..." He gave me
a wicked smile, just in case I didn't understand what he meant.

Suddenly, all of my exhaustion melted away, and my cock started to plump up
in anticipation. "Sure," I said.

We finished our showers, got dressed, and walked out of the locker room
together. Since neither of us was old enough to have a drivers license yet,
we'd both ridden our bikes to school for the practice, so we rode over to
his house. It was late March, so it was chilly, but it wasn't a bad
ride. When we got there, we took our bikes around the rear of his house and
went in the back door.

As soon as we walked through the back entryway and into the kitchen, Jamal
grabbed me and pulled me into a kiss. As his tongue dug into my mouth, his
hands reached down and squeezed my ass.

"It's been too long since I've had that ass, baby," he growled.

"You gonna breed me?" I whispered in his ear.

"You know it baby! You know how I love to give you my nut!"

He took me by the hand and led me through the house to his bedroom. He
lived in a small one-story ranch house, so his bedroom was down a hall off
of the living room. We went inside, and he shut the door behind us, then he
grabbed me and pulled me into another deep kiss. As he was kissing me, his
hands started to push down my sweatpants and underpants, and we both worked
to kick off our shoes. We broke the kiss to take off our shirts, and Jamal
pulled down his sweats so that his thick cock popped straight out. I got
down on my knees and took the head into my mouth, working my tongue around
it, then sliding my mouth slowly over the length. The taste of his precum
turned me on.

"Get on the bed," he ordered me. Jamal was about an inch shorter than me,
with a very tight, lean body. His deep gravely voice was particularly sexy,
and I loved the way that he took charge. With so many of the guys I hooked
with, I had to be in the driver's seat. Even if I was playing the bottom, I
was the one who took the initiative and drove the agenda. But Jamal knew
what he was doing and was comfortable with his sexuality, so he wasn't
afraid to take what he wanted from me.

I climbed on the bed, getting on all fours with my ass facing him, and he
immediately dove in and ate out my ass until I was wet, then he stood up,
and I could feel the head of his cock pressing against my hole, so I
relaxed to let him slide it in. When he had first fucked me, at the
beginning of the school year, I'd had a harder time accommodating his wide
tool, but I'd had so much experience now and had so much control over my
body that I didn't have much trouble at all letting him in. He slowly
pushed, and I relaxed, and soon I could feel his tight bush up against my
ass.

"Oh, you feel so good, Alex baby." He started to slide his cock in and out,
slowly at first, then picking up his speed until he was pounding me hard.

"This is what I needed after that practice. Work out all my tensions," he
said.

He suddenly pulled out. "Flip over. I want to see your face while I cum in
you."

I rolled over onto my back, and he held my legs up and plunged his cock
straight into my ass, making me grunt. He started fucking me again, then
leaned forward and kissed me.

"You should let me fuck you all the time, baby," he whispered in my ear.

I chuckled. "I don't think my ass is the only one you're tapping."

He laughed too. "True, baby, true. But your ass is so fine."

He leaned in to kiss me more, and as he did so, I let my guard down
completely and let my energy flow into him. Within a few moments, his cock
expanded, his body tensed, and he shot a huge load deep inside me. I felt
the usual wave of energy flow into my body.

"Oh fuck, baby! Where did that come from?!"

He collapsed on top of me, breathing hard.

"You are SUCH an amazing fuck, Alex!"

He rolled off and lay next to me. We lay there for a while, then he got up
and grabbed a towel and tossed it to me.

"Need to clean up?"

"I'm good," I said. I grabbed my clothes and got dressed. He pulled on just
a pair of shorts and walked me back to where we'd left out bikes.

"Now that we're on the team together, I hope this can happen more often,"
he said.

"You know it," I responded. Then I hopped on my bike and rode home. Jamal
really is amazingly thick, I thought to myself as I struggled to hold my
ass closed so his cum didn't leak out of my hole.

*************************************

Jamal and I hooked up after practice each day that week, twice at my house
and once more at his. One of the days at my house, he hung out to play
video games after we fucked, and then he gave me a good hard fuck again
before leaving. I loved how he kissed me so passionately as he unloaded
into my ass. The combination of the extensive practice and he talent I'd
absorbed from Jamal's multiple loads meant that my soccer skills were much
stronger at the end of the week than they had ever been. I was not going to
be a breakout star anytime soon, but at least I wouldn't embarrass myself.

We had the weekend off from practice, and I made plans to hang out with
some friends. Since Charlie was still dating Tom, the two of us hadn't
hooked up, but Charlie asked me at practice on Friday if he and Tom could
come by to play video games on Saturday. Knowing that our video game
playing inevitably led to naked playing IRL, I readily agreed.

Enjoying a chance finally to sleep in, I pulled myself out of bed around
11. The house was empty, as it usually was on Saturdays. I
grabbed    a bowl of cereal and texted Charlie and
Tom that I was awake, if they wanted to come over. They showed up around
noon, and we went up to my room and started a video game. I hadn't fooled
around with them since that time after my first swim meet, so I wasn't sure
that anything would happen. After all, we'd become friends beyond just
fooling around. But I needn't have worried.

We played for a while, trading off the controllers, then I noticed Tom and
Charlie exchanging a glance.

"Can we, um, take a break?" Charlie asked, a little sheepishly.

"Sure?" I said.

"He means, can we fuck?" Tom said in his blunt way, and we all laughed.

"Look at you becoming all bold," I said.

Tom smiled. "Charlie has been good for me."

Charlie was sitting next to me, so he leaned over and kissed me. Tom walked
over, and we tried a three-way kiss, which proved awkward, so I just broke
the kiss with Charlie and kissed Tom a bit, then went back to
Charlie. Pretty soon, clothes were flying everywhere, and we were a tumble
of bodies on my bed. Tom was so much more confident than in the past and
had become much more assertive. He had me get on all fours, and he and
Charlie took turns pounding my ass. Like the time before, Tom shot his load
first, then Charlie shot his. Then Tom had me lay on my back and fucked me
hard until I shot my load handsfree. It was almost a repeat of our last
time together, though Tom was more aggressive and confident than he had
been even that time. As my ass squeezed on his cock, he started to shoot a
second load deep inside me. I collapsed back onto the bed, both exhausted
from the hard play and energized by the three loads I'd taken.

After we were done fooling around, we cleaned up and then spent a couple of
more hours playing video games. That night, I went out to a movie with
Allen and Demetrius and a couple of their other friends. We didn't fool
around, and I was totally fine with that - I'd taken enough loads over the
past week to keep me buzzing with sexual energy, and it was all I could do
to keep it contained.

*************************************

"H!" I shouted as the basketball swished into the hoop. It was the last
Sunday of spring break and was a surprisingly warm day. Robby and I were
playing HORSE at the basketball hoop in his driveway as we chatted and
joked.

He made a perfect shot into the net, without evening hitting the rim.

"O!" he called out.

We'd been talking about him and Stephanie opening up their relationship,
and he was filling me in on all the girls he was hoping to fool around
with.

"You know Theresa, in our English class?"

"Of course," I said. "She's got nice hair."

"Okay, that observation is so gay," he joked. "Anyway, I've seen her smile
at me, and she's got a FINE bootie!"

"Bootie?" I asked. "Is this 1979?"

I shot a ball that bounced off of the backboard but went in. "O!" I
shouted.

Robby suddenly changed the subject. "So, if you absorb things from the
people who fuck you, couldn't you pick out guys who have things you want?
Like, you know, shape yourself into something?" He threw the basketball,
which went into the net, and called out, "R!"

"Honestly, that's kind of what I was doing." I sank a shot from the
corner. "R!"

"I mean, I was getting it on with a bunch of different guys, so it wasn't,
like, just the jocks who made me good at sports. There were guys like Allen
and Demetrius and Tom who helped me get smarter and more confident."

Robby threw a free-throw and called out, "S!"

"Hmmm," he thought for a moment. "So what skills do you want to get? You're
already pretty much the top student in our class, and now you're good at
sports too."

I made my free-throw and said, "S."

I thought for a moment, then I spoke in my best horror movie voice, "I want
power! Bwahahaha!"

Robby laughed. "So does that mean you're going to go after the student
council president or Principal Lancaster?" His last shot swished in. "E!"

"Ew," I said. Mr Lancaster was an older man, probably in his early 60s, who
was not in particularly good shape. He had a big belly and wheezed as he
walked. He was a nice enough guy, but the idea of seducing him turned my
stomach. I made my last shot and called out, "E!"

"Chapman Hawthorne is kind of hot," I said, referring to the senior who was
student council president.

Robby did a quick layup then caught the ball as it came down through the
net.

"I suppose he's okay." He thought for a moment. "If you want real power,
you should go after the quarterback on the football team. Danny Arturo is
definitely hot! And everybody in school looks at him like a leader/"

"Hmmm," I said. "Challenge accepted."

"You want a real challenge?" Robby asked. "Go for them both. Let's see what
happens if you bag both Chapman and Danny."

Robby gave me a conspiratorial grin as we went into his house to get a
drink and snack, and my mind started to race with the idea of seducing two
seniors. My dick started to swell too, but that was almost a permanent
condition for me anymore.

"Um, Robby, this talking about seducing guys..." I indicated my tented
pants.

"I'm with you, buddy," he said and winked. His sweats had a noticeable lump
as well. "Talking about all those sexy girls I want to get with has my
hormones running wild too!"

"Let's head up to my room," he said.

We got to his room, locked the door, and within two minutes he had my pants
around my ankles and his cock buried deep in my ass, with me leaning
against the wall. It was an unceremonious fuck, animalistic and crude, with
spit for lube, no kissing, and a quick use of my ass to get off.

It was exactly what I needed. I felt the rush from his load spread through
me.

"Thanks, Robby. You're the best," I said, as I pulled my sweats back up.

"It's nice to have a friend to help me with my needs," he laughed.

"Anytime," I said. And I meant it.


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