Date: Wed, 12 Jun 2013 11:48:30 -0500
From: ralph jones <rjones82396@gmail.com>
Subject: Symbiotic 2

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Now on to the story

On the ride home, in Brock's car, I noticed several changes in my body. For
example I felt taller and I felt like I had gained some weight and when I
looked closer that weight was actually muscle and I had grown nearly 4
inches. For some I knew my butt had also grown bigger somehow but I really
wondered why.

I had also noticed that Brock had grown some as well, he was taller maybe
by about two inches, and he also looked like he got a muscle
boost. Whatever changes we had gone through had also fixed any imperfects
Brock had. For example his nose which he had broken when he was 11 was now
perfect, and the scar he had on his arm from falling on a piece of broken
glass was gone as well. I fell in love with his boy and his new somewhat
subservient and protective attitude.

When he noticed me staring at him, Brock smiled and then he help to fill in
the blanks while driving to our neighborhood (did I forget to mention that
he live across the street from me?).

Either way the was that we had apparently bonded with a symbiote (black
sludge) of the sorts and for some reason that he nor I could fathom, had
made me Brock's master. The symbiote had also given me special powers and
Brock special abilities so that he could protect me with.

When we got to our street, we went to my house and I told him that he was
welcome to stay over. It was times like this that I was glad that my mother
worked the night shift and that she had divorced my father.

When we got into the house he sat on the couch and I followed suit sitting
next to him. Before I could say anything like for example how he knew all
of this information, he stopped me and started explaining as is he had read
my mind and already knew my questions.

"The reason why I knew all of this is because the symbiote made me your
protector, and the truth is that I was in love with you with you but I beat
you up as an outlet because I felt like me spending time with you made me
turn gay in the first place. But as you can guess, I could never resist you
so that is why I was always touching your ass when I was bullying you. I
guess the symbiote sensed my natural desires and it took over our bodies
and action while we were in the cocoon, so that is why I fucked you without
permission and the symbiote now resides in you but you control it not the
other way around, oh and some things that you might find useful include
your power to make other boys into your protectors or thralls through a
similar process that we went through but the bond will never be as strong
as our's but just call me before doing so I'm sure that you can't " Brock
finished letting out a long sigh.

"Y...Yu...You love me!?" I said shocked out of my mind.

"Yeah," Brock whispered not looking me in the eyes.

"Well that was sure a fucked up way to show it, but I loved you, until you
started to bully me, and besides if you just wanted space I would have
given it to you, there was no need to end our friendship and for you to
start bullying because you had gay feelings," I said breaking the tension
somewhat.

I turned Brock to look at me and saw that he had tears running down his
face; this broke my heart even more than him pushing me into the lockers
today. I made him open his arms and I got into his lap.

"Brock look please don't cry I know that you're sorry but today has been a
long, strange, and tiresome day and all I want to do is relax but having
you upset is just going to make me upset," I explained feeling an empathic
connection forming between us.

"Ty I don't deserve to be treated so kindly, I hurt the one person who I
truly loved for no reason other than my conflicting feelings," Brock cried
out attempting to push me off of him.

I held onto him however as he cried, and it was a strange sight a small
black boy sitting in a large white boy's lap as he held the bigger friend
while the white boy cried.

Despite the fact that I was trying to comfort Brock, my body had other
ideas. I had slowly and unconsciously grinding my ass in Brock's lap and
Brock's large tool was responding in kind.

"Brock, um can you tell me why I have a sudden urge to be filled with your
dick?" I asked now grinding my ass into his rock hard dick.

This got a smile out of him.

"The symbiote made connection between the two of us linking us, and now I
cannot resist you sexually, but as for why you want to be fucked, I have
guess you just enjoy it not that I mind."

"Well, protector (nothing else to say), I think it is time that we
consummate our relationship," I seductively purred.

"Relationship?" Brock questioned.

"Yeah, if you are going to be my protector you might as well be my
boyfriend," I said getting off of his lap, and grabbing his hand pulling
him towards my bedroom, "But you can't get jealous of any other protectors
I make ok."

"You are my master, and lover, whatever you say goes," Brock says.

When we get to my room, I push him down on the bed.

`DAMN when did I get that strong?' I think to myself as I climb on his lap.

I feel his hard dick through his jeans as we place my lips on his. The kiss
though tender at first, starts to evolve first with our mouths opening, and
then our tongues meet and then it is all out warfare between our mouths
each boy fighting to get into the others.

The next thing I know, my shirt is off and I am in the process of removing
his, I am pulled onto of him my chest against his and my dick on his. I
look him in the eyes and see the same look that I used to get when he
bullied me in the hallways, one of lust, but there is more, I see love and
happiness not longer anger and hate.

Brock reaches his hand down in between us and take out his hard 9 in dick
and my puny 6 in one he starts to jack them off together while kissing me
again. After a while his hands stray to my ass and he starts to pull me
into him. His fingers reach my asshole, and they enter with ease.

"How come they went in so easily?" I ask slightly ruining the mood.

"The symbiote altered you body so that now you are always lubed up and
ready to fuck no matter what," Brock say still fingering my ass.

`What fun' I think to myself as I get up, and bend over to pull my pants
and underwear off.

Suddenly I feel this pushing sensation, then a sudden fullness. I feel
myself lifted in strong arms and finally I feel the wiry sensation of pubes
on my ass. I turn my head around and see that Brock has already entered me
and now is walking to the bed with me bouncing on his dick.

"I guessss t.tt.that you couldn't waaaiit," I moaned out as I felt his dick
stab into my ass with each step.

"No I couldn't your ass is a drug to me and I am addicted," Brock grunted
as he pulled out and out me on my back on my bed.

He then re-entered my ass and started pounding away with vigor. He leaned
down and we being to kiss again. I was moaning so loud that I thought our
neighbors would wake up. Each inward plunge elicited out another moan from
me.

"Pull out," I moaned in between thrusts.

"Why?" Brock questioned but never the less doing so.

"Because I want to ride you," I said getting up and pushing in on the bed
to take my place.

I positioned my hole above his dick and then slowly slid down. This drew
several moans from Brock. When I settled on his dick and felt the pubes
below my ass, I slowly rose up until the just the tip of his dick remained
in my ass. I slid down faster and came back up again; I repeated this
gaining speed through each cycle. As I got into my rhythm, we started to
kiss again and I started to play with his pecks. He moaned from the
attention and I felt myself close to cumming.

Brock moaned, "I'm close."

And I responded, "I am as well let go together."

I felt his dick swell but no release, However I just keep going and finally
shouted "I'm coming."

I then felt his dick it's fluids into me. Brock started to relax and then
slowly started to doze off, but I asked him one question before he fell
asleep.

"Why is your dick still hard in my ass isn't it supposed to go soft?"

"I forgot to tell you that it stays hard as long as it is in you, symbiote
alterashion..." Brock slurred out before falling asleep.

`This is going to be fun' I thought to myself as I followed suit, and fell
asleep on Brock's chest , naked, with his hard dick in my ass.