Date: Tue, 26 Dec 2023 21:35:29 +0000 (UTC)
From: Bay Area Guy <bayareaguy03@yahoo.com>
Subject: Transformed Chapter 19

Transformed
Chapter 19

When school started back up the next day, I began to strategize on how to
accomplish the challenge that Robby had posed to me the day before --
seducing both the quarterback and the student council president. It was
going to be a challenge. I didn't know either of them personally; in fact,
I'd never met either one. They were both seniors, and we didn't share any
friends in common. I did know a couple of people on the student council,
but I really didn't know any of the football players. I would have to
devise some way to make my path cross with each of these guys, but I wasn't
yet sure how.

In the end, it turned out to be pretty easy to meet up with the
quarterback, Danny Arturo. I knew who he was, because ... well, everyone at
school knew who he was. I hadn't actually been to any football games, but
he was a local god, the hero of the football team, the most prestigious
school sport. I had seen him around school a few times that year. As he
walked down the halls of the high school, the crowds parted. There were
always adoring girls hanging off of him and a handful of bros who wanted to
benefit from proximity to him and his popularity.

Long before I'd even imagined hooking up with him, I'd identified him as
one of the hottest guys in the school. He was, not surprisingly,
self-confident to the point of being cocky. He was well built, with a
strong chest and arms. He had a strong face and jet-black hair that was cut
short along the sides but was thick and curly on top and fell down into his
eyes in a remarkably sexy way. It was, in fact, his eyes that made him
particularly hunky to me. They were sharp and black and sparkled as he
looked around the hall.

Having seen him walking through the school between classes before, I tried
to think of ways that I could interact with him the next time I saw him
walking by, but that turned out to be unnecessary. Just a couple of days
after we started back to school from spring break, I was coming into the
locker room from soccer practice, and as I passed the weight room, I saw
Danny in there with a couple of the other football jocks lifting
weights. Danny was spotting one of the guys, who was doing a bench press,
and I paused for a moment to watch.

Looking at him now in short shorts and a tight-fitting tank top, I could
confirm that Danny Arturo had an amazing body. He had thick, muscular arms
and a well-developed chest that tapered down to a narrow waist with thick,
muscular legs below. His skin was a light caramel color, with a fuzz of
brown hair on his arms and legs and hair peaking out of the top of his tank
top. Since he'd been working out, there was a glisten of sweat that made
him look like he was glowing. I couldn't see his face, since he was looking
down at the other football player he was spotting, but I loved the way his
curly hair fell in front to cover his eyes.

Without really meaning to, I shot a wave of my energy at him that caused
him to look up with a start. He caught my eye and gave me a warm smile, but
then he immediately was pulled back to his job, as his teammate needed help
racking the barbell again. A few of the other soccer players came by just
then, and I walked with them into the locker room. I showered and dressed
slowly, hoping that I might catch a glimpse of Danny Arturo again, but
either he was still working out by the time I finished up, or he didn't
come into the locker room.

It turned out that running into Danny again was not difficult. Even though
football season was over and Danny didn't play any other sports, he was a
true jock who enjoyed hanging out in the gym and was close to all of the
coaches. He apparently helped out sometimes in the gym, and in exchange, he
had access to the weight room. He had gotten a football scholarship to one
of the smaller state schools, so he need to keep lifting weights and
working out to stay fit, and he and a few teammates worked out at least
three times a week.

The day after I'd seen him working out, I saw Danny talking with one of the
coaches as I was getting ready for soccer practice. I picked a locker that
was within sight of this coach's office and started changing into my
kit. Without focusing on him or even looking at him, I sent Danny a small
wave of energy, this time quite intentionally. (I was getting really good
at controlling my energy and directing it where I wanted it to go). Without
looking, I could feel Danny notice me, and that was enough for now. I felt
like I'd planted a seed. I finished dressing and headed out to practice.

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

The first Saturday after spring break was the first soccer match of the
spring season. Not surprisingly, I sat on the sidelines throughout the
match, but I was pleased that both Jamal and Charlie played for a while,
even though they were just freshmen. For someone who'd had no interest in
sports a year earlier, I had come to really enjoy the camaraderie of being
part of a team. Swimming was mostly an individual sport, but the coach had
done his best to make our swim team into a community. In soccer, the
community of the team was of an entirely different order, because winning
was wholly dependent on the ability of players to work together. Even the
biggest star, the one who could make the most unlikely goals, had to rely
on teammates to open up opportunities and pass them the ball. Although I'd
only been actively part of the team for two weeks, I had quickly embraced
the team ethos. Although I didn't play at all that match, I took it as a
personal slight when the other team scored on us, and then I rejoiced when
a surprise goal evened the score. The game ended up in a 1-1 draw, which
the coach felt was pretty good, given our opponent.

Having already hooked up with Jamal and Charlie for months, I had my eye
out for other guys on the soccer team who might be interested in fooling
around. Most of the guys were hot, but I wasn't sure how many of them would
be into playing. In contrast to the swim team, where a number of guys were
open about being gay or bi, the atmosphere on the soccer team was not one
that made guys want to broadcast their sexuality. The locker room banter
included regular queer-baiting jokes. They were not mean-spirited, just the
sort of standard locker room fare that assumed all athletes are straight --
jokingly accusing someone of checking them out or coming onto someone in an
exaggerated and clearly fake way, like humping them from behind, in an
attempt to make them uncomfortable. It struck me as ironic that in the
midst of an effort to build team spirit, this kind of homophobic joking
served to divide the team and alienate any gay members. If other guys were
gay, they pretty much kept it to themselves. Although Jamal was out to
people who knew him, he was quite butch, and most people didn't realize
that he was gay. Charlie was basically still closeted. I thought about
speaking up, because I didn't really think the guys were trying to be
mean. But I was new and not yet really known by the others, so I decided
that I'd hold back.

At any rate, I'd identified a few players that I was pretty sure might be
open to fooling around. There was another freshman, Conner Flaherty, a
short redhead with a tight body and winning smile. He was in one or two of
my classes, but we'd never really talked before starting on the team
together. There were also a couple of sophomores I was guessing swung my
way -- Hassan Halabi, a lanky olive-skinned guy with long black hair that
fell to his shoulders, and Keillor Schmidt, a solidly-built blond guy with
stunning blue eyes.

After the game on Saturday morning, I was walking out with Jamal and asked
him about who on the team was gay. We were headed to my house to "hang out"
for the afternoon. I speculated about Conner, Hassan, and Keillor.

"I don't usually fuck and tell," he said, "but you're definitely on target
with Flaherty." He laughed. "What a fine tight ass that one has!"

"We should invite him to join us," I suggested.

"Seriously!?" Jamal asked. I realized that Jamal and I had only ever fucked
one-on-one. "That would be hot!"

He pulled out his phone and texted Conner.

"Is it okay if he comes to your house?"

"Of course," I said. I assumed that my folks would be out, as they were
most Saturdays.

We were walking back to my place, which was a decent hike but not
impossible.

"He's in!" Jamal said, smiling broadly. "So... how is this gonna work?"

"Well," I laughed, "I suppose we'll all get naked and then we'll fuck."

Jamal chuckled bashfully. "I mean, how does a 3-way work? Who does what?"

I explained to him that we would play it by ear. They could take turns
fucking me, or either Conner or I could be in the middle of a man sandwich,
or if Conner was a complete bottom, I'd be happy to share his ass with
Jamal. By the time we got to my house, we were both completely boned up,
and we arrived to find Conner already sitting on the porch waiting for us.

"Hey, Jamal. Hey, Alex."

"Hey," we said.

I unlocked the door and beckoned them in.

"Come on inside," I said.

We stopped in the kitchen to get something to drink and some snacks, and as
we were eating some chips and soda, Conner asked Jamal, "So, are we playing
video games, or what? Your text didn't really say."

Jamal was so excited he could hardly contain it.

"No, man, we're gonna fuck. My man Alex here thinks you're hot and wants to
get into your pants."

Conner blushed a bright shade of red. It was incredibly cute.

"Oh, um..." he mumbled, but I saw him immediately chub up. He reached down
to readjust his crotch.

"Yeah, I could be into that," he said and smiled conspiratorially.

"Awesome!" Jamal shouted. "Come on! Let's go upstairs!"

Jamal was like a kid in a candy shop as he bounded up the steps two at a
time, while Conner and I got a nice view of his tight, muscled ass.

We went into my room and locked the door. Jamal grabbed Conner and kissed
him hard, while running his hands down his back and then inserting his
hands into Conner's sweats to grab his bare butt. Conner pushed his crotch
into Jamal's body. I watched for a minute, rock hard seeing these two sexy
guys make out. Then Jamal looked up, as though he'd just remember that I
was there, and called me over.

"You, too, sexy."

I stepped over, and Jamal leaned over to kiss me, even as his hands
continued massage Conner's butt. Conner tentatively reached over a hand and
ran it across my chest and stomach.

He smiled. "Damn, Thompson, you've got a sick body!"

Jamal broke off the kiss, and I leaned in to kiss Conner. He had full lips
and clearly had experience kissing.

"Let's get naked!" Jamal said. We all stripped off our shirts and sweats,
leaving us in our underwear. I had already noted that Conner had a great
body, but seeing it up close, I could really appreciate his lean
muscle. Jamal was a couple of inches shorter than me, and Conner was a
couple of inches shorter than that, but I found both of their tight,
muscular bodies super sexy. Conner was pale, with freckles on his shoulders
and a completely smooth, defined chest.

We stood for a while, trading kisses and running our hands over each
others' bodies. Jamal pulled down my underpants so that my cock popped out.

"Damn!" Conner exclaimed and licked his lips when he saw how big I now was.

Jamal pulled down Conner's underwear next, and Conner's cock popped out. It
was small but rock hard and stuck straight out of his curly red bush.

"Nice," I said.

"It's not too big," he said shyly.

"Size doesn't really matter," I reassured him, "if you know how to use it."

I got down on my knees and licked the head of his cock then took the whole
thing into my mouth, making Conner gasp. Jamal came up behind Conner and
wrapped his arms around him, grinding his hard cock up and down Conner's
ass crack. I worked Conner's cock with my mouth until I got him close to
shooting, then I pulled off.

"Let me taste your cock," I said to Jamal and pulled him around beside
Conner. I took Conner's cock in my hand and slowly pumped it, while I dove
down on Jamal's thick tool with my mouth. Jamal turned and kissed Conner,
while I went back and forth from one cock to the other for a while.

"So, how are we going to do this?" Jamal finally asked. "Who's fucking
who?"

"I can top, but I prefer to bottom," I said.

"Same for me," Conner said.

"How about you be in the middle, Conner?" Jamal suggested. "You fuck Alex,
while I fuck you."

"Sounds good to me," I said. I lay on the bed and pulled my legs up,
exposing my hole. Jamal got down on his knees and started to lick my hole
to get it good and wet, while Conner watched and jacked himself. Conner
stuck his tongue in my hole as deep as he could and licked me as he slid a
finger inside.

"Fuck, that's hot," Conner moaned as he jacked himself.

"It's ready for you," Jamal told him.

Conner stepped up and held my legs back with his hands. He pressed his cock
against my hole, and it easily popped inside as he grunted.

"That's it!" Jamal said. "Alex has such a nice hole, doesn't he."

Then Jamal stepped up to Conner and grabbed him from behind again, rubbing
his cock against Conner's ass. "But so do you, baby."

Jamal spit into his hand and lubed his cock. As he started to push his
thick rod into Conner's hole, I sent them both a wave of energy, figuring
that it would make it easier for them both. Both Conner and Jamal gasped,
and I felt Conner's cock pulse inside my ass.

"Oh! Fuck!" he cried. As Jamal pushed into him, Conner pushed into me
deeper than before. There were a couple of awkward thrusts, as Jamal pushed
Conner forward as he was pulling out, but soon we established a rhythm,
with Jamal pushing Conner into me, then both pulling back. Jamal reached
forward and held my hips so that he could get better access to Conner, and
that helped Conner drive his cock further into me. Since his cock was
pretty small, I squeezed my ass muscles tightly around it, so that he could
feel it more, and that made him moan. I started to envelop them in my
energy, and we all started to work up a sweat. Occasionally Conner would
lean forward to kiss me, but it was a bit awkward, as I had to raise my
head to meet his mouth, so mostly he just focused on fucking me while
enjoying Jamal's big cock stretching his ass. Both Jamal and Conner started
to pick up the pace, and I let out a strong flash of my energy that caused
Conner to let out a howl as he unloaded into my guts. I felt the wave that
he'd sent through me and quickly jacked my own cock until I shot a
load. The first squirt went over my shoulder and hit the wall, the second
hit my chin, while the rest painted my chest. At the same moment, Jamal let
out a grunt as he unloaded into Conner.

"I'm cumming Conner! I'm breeding you, baby! Take my load!"

Jamal pulled out of Conner and collapsed onto the bed next to me, and
Conner fell down on my other side.

"Fuck!" Jamal said.

"Fuck," Conner repeated.

"Fuck," I said, and we all laughed.

"That was amazing!!" Conner gushed. "I've always dreamed about a three-way,
but I didn't know it would be that hot!"

"Well, something to look forward to after soccer from now on," I said with
a sly smile.

Conner and Jamal cleaned up and headed out, and I lay down on my bed and
pulled the cover over my naked body and took a deep and contented nap.

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

I saw Danny Arturo again the next Monday at soccer practice. After we had
changed into our soccer kits and were heading out onto the field, I saw
that he was once again lifting weights with his teammates. I paused for
just a moment at the weight room door and directed a small burst of energy
at him. He was doing bicep curls and looked up at me, slightly startled. I
smiled and walked on.

After practice, when I came back to the locker room, I passed Danny as he
was pushing a cart of towels to the laundry room. He was in his usual tight
shorts and tank top, and his body still looked moist from his workout. Our
eyes met, and he gave me a smirk that told me I had him hooked. I sent a
wave of my energy into him as I walked passed, and as he pushed the cart
by, I caught a whiff of his manly smell that made me start to go hard as I
imagined him using me.

I stood at my locker for a few minutes and focused on something else until
my growing hard on started to deflate, then I undressed and headed into the
showers. I hung my towel just outside the door and picked a shower with a
clear view of most of the locker room. I slowly soaped myself up and rinsed
off, hoping that Danny would soon come join me. As my teammates began to
finish up and head out, sure enough, Danny came to the showers, wrapped in
a towel that didn't quite cover his muscular body. He stood at the door for
a moment with his eyes set on me, then he careful removed the towel and
hung it on a metal hook, his eyes never leaving me.

As Danny walked into the shower room, a few people nodded and said hey. He
was well known and very popular. He picked a shower on the opposite wall
from mine, but with a clear view. As he rinsed himself down, his eyes
settled on me again, and I held his gaze. His smirk returned, and I tried
to smile back in what I hoped was a sexy look. I directed my energy at him,
and he kept looking at me as he soaped up his body. I was fairly certain
that he was washing himself in a way that he knew was sexy, flexing as he
rubbed soap on his arms and chest and stomach. I tried to do the same,
soaping myself all over again, all the while holding his gaze. I broke it
only when I bent over to soap up my legs, giving him a choice view of my
meaty ass. When I stood back up, I saw that his cock had started to
inflate. He took some soap and slowly washed his crotch, giving his cock a
few pulls until it was just short of hard. He had a beautiful thick bush of
black hair that had clearly never been trimmed and a thick uncut cock. He
closed his eyes and stuck his head into the spray so that the water
cascaded across his face and down his sculpted body.

Damn, I thought. Even without Robby's challenge, I would totally have
wanted to get with this guy. He was a remarkable specimen, and he had a
cocky sexiness that was unmatched. I could see why people were so drawn to
him.

While Danny had rinsed his body and wet his hair, he kept his eyes
closed. When he opened them again, he found me staring at him and smiled
cockily. The showers had almost completely cleared out, with only two other
people there. I turned off my shower and headed out to grab my towel, being
sure to keep my eyes locked with Danny's for as long as I could. As I
walked out of the showers, he turned his shower off and followed me. I
stood on one side of the opening, drying off, as he went to the other side
and grabbed his towel. As we dried off, our eyes locked again, and both of
us started to chub up.

Danny wrapped his towel around his waist and walked past me.

"Follow me," he said in a voice that was fittingly deep and sexy.

I wrapped my towel around my waist and walked a few steps behind him. As we
passed a set of lockers, he opened one and grabbed a set of keys out of the
shorts that were hanging inside. He then led me to the far end of the
locker room, to a solid door that he proceeded to unlock. Inside, I could
see that it was some sort of small sports therapy room. There were a couple
of massage tables and a couple of chairs. He ushered me inside and then
shut the door behind him.

Danny stood there for a moment smiling at me. He tossed the keys onto a
small side table, then with a slight flick of one hand, his towel dropped
to the floor. I saw that he was already almost completely hard.

"So you want to suck me." he said. It was more of a statement than a
question, and his voice sent shivers down my spine. He leaned against one
of the massage tables, and his cock was now at full mast, with his pink
head poking out of the foreskin.

I smiled. "I'm going to suck you, and then you're going to fuck me."

I dropped my own towel, and as I got down on my knees, I let down my guard
so that he was engulfed in my sexual energy. Danny was not just muscular
but tall, so I had to stretch my body up to reach his cock. I used my
tongue to tease his foreskin, licking around the head of his cock, then
licking down the length to his balls. I licked up and down a few times then
took the head of his cock in my mouth, using my tongue to work his
foreskin. As I did this, I could taste the thick load of precum he was
producing. I slowly worked his cock into my mouth until the head hit the
back of my throat. I went up and down a few times then pushed his head
against my throat and relaxed until the last inch popped inside my throat
and my nose was buried in his thick bush.

"Damn," he moaned. "So good..."

I worked over his cock for a good ten or fifteen minutes, getting him close
to the edge a few times, then pulling back. He held my head and stroked my
hair as I sucked him, moaning and encouraging me with lines like, "Such a
good little cocksucker."

Just as I got him close to shooting again, I pulled off of his cock and
stood up.

"Now you're going to fuck me," I said.

For the first time, his confidence faltered.

"I've ... I've never..." he stuttered a little.

I washed him with a strong wave of my energy.

"I know," I said. "You're a ladies man." I grabbed his cock and stroked it
a little. "My hole is amazing. Better than any pussy you've ever had."

I climbed up onto the table and pulled my legs up, exposing my pink hole. I
licked my finger and used it to slick up my hole as he watched, lust
clearly showing on his face.

"Topping doesn't mean you're gay. It just means you're horny," I said.

I reached out with one hand and grabbed his cock and pulled him toward
me. I scooted out a bit until his cocked was against my hole, then I tried
to pull him into me.

"Fuck it..." he said and started to push forward, his thick cock pushing
against my hole. He pushed in an inch, then a couple of inches.

"Fuck!" he sighed in pleasure.

He slowly started to push into my ass and then pull out, going a a little
deeper with each thrust until with a hard thrust he bottomed out in me,
making me gasp. I kept flooding him with my energy, and he started pounding
me hard, so that his body slapped loudly against mine, as he grabbed my
legs and pulled me back as he pushed as deep as he could. He was so much
bigger than me and so strong, and I found it sexy how he could just pull me
into him with such ease. We were both grunting with pleasure, and in only a
few minutes, he slapped hard into me and held there as I felt his cock
pulse hard and shoot a load inside. A strong burst of energy washed through
me as his body relaxed, still holding me, with his cock buried inside.

"Shit, dude, that was amazing!"

He pulled his cock out, and I felt a little of his cum leak out.

"You were right. That was better than any pussy. So tight!"

He grabbed a towel off a shelf and tossed it to me to clean myself up as he
took another towel and wiped off his cock, which was still almost fully
hard.

"I've had a few guys suck me before, you know, when I was hard up. But I've
never fucked a guy before."

He tossed the used towel into a bin as he reached down and picked up the
towel he'd worn in and wrapped it around his waste again. Then he stuck out
his hand.

"I'm Danny," he said.

I took his hand and laughed.

"Of course I know who you are. You're the quarterback! I'm Alex. I'm on the
soccer team."

"I've seen you around lately. You're hot. I'm surprised I hadn't noticed
you before."

"I'm just a freshman," I said.

"Damn! Really? With a body like that?" he said.

He suddenly got serious. "So, you can't tell anyone about this. I'm mostly
straight, and I'm planning on playing ball in college and don't want to
mess that up."

"Dude," I said, trying to sound like a football bro. "You could beat the
shit out of me if you wanted. And no one would believe me anyway." I then
gave him what I hoped was my sexiest look. "Plus, I'm hoping this isn't a
one-time thing."

He put his hand on the door and turned to me with his cocky confident smile
fully restored.

"Well, freshman Alex from the soccer team. Maybe you can help me out again
sometime soon."

I smiled and nodded. "Anytime you want it."

He smiled, and we walked back into the now deserted locker room.


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