Date: Mon, 11 Jun 2012 16:38:47 -0500
From: Rob Bass <robbass.fraternity@gmail.com>
Subject: There's Always A Price

What would happen if you were magically given a body and sex
drive that would make any gay man take notice?
Gil Walker had that happen to him years ago when his name was Rob
Harris and he went to an island in the Caribbean.
You can follow his adventures in The Fraternity Series starting
with Isla Paradiso (found on Amazon.com) but this story is about
how Gil is being forced to pay the price.

"Boss," grabbing my attention and I looked over getting a raised
eyebrow.
"Oh sorry," hearing the man chuckle although he was looking a
little frazzled and seeing the other people around me they did
look a little lost.
Focusing I thought of a thermostat and turned it down feeling my
own heat cool down some.
"Appreciate it boss," getting a fist bump from the man.

PJ was at the window seat with me in the aisle and fortunately no
one was taking the middle since considering I'm a little over six
feet tall as well as two hundred and twenty-five pounds of muscle
and my buddy while the same height was much bigger, it helped
having the extra space.
We were flying to Las Vegas for a little R&R and it was long
overdue.
Way long overdue, exemplified by what just happened.

About twenty years ago I was a somewhat bulky, well padded tired
gay man in his mid-forties reluctantly going on a vacation to a
Caribbean island called Isla Paradiso and after meeting a dude
with a two foot long dick and nipples lactating a rather tasty
juice, I was transformed into a rock hard muscle stud looking a
very studly thirty years old.
And twenty years later I still look thirty years old.

Essentially three things happened.
One - I have this hot stud body.
Two - I don't age
And three - I'm built for man sex.
Sounds sweet on paper, but there's always a price.

The rock hard stud muffin body means I have a killer metabolism
burning off any fat that might even think of coming on my body.
It's pretty cool letting me eat anything I want and being a junk
food junkie I take full advantage of the fact.
However it also means I have to eat a lot. A whole lot.
So if I go to dinner without any preparation, a regular meal for
me it is what two hungry people might inhale, scaring the hell
out of the diners eating with me, so I've learned to have a meal
before I go out to eat. But if I go with people like PJ who's
also been transformed we'll hit a Subway and having a couple of
foot-long subs is a regular meal without even getting full.
I can't bitch too much except for the fact my food bills are
outrageous.

The never aging part is also something amazing, but there's a
price with that as well, exemplified by the fact I was born Rob
Harris and my name is now Gil Walker since not aging means you
can't stay in one place all your life because you'll have people
wondering what the hell's going on.
So I've made long-term friends with other guys in the Fraternity
which is what we're called, well aware I can only live in one
location for five or ten years.
A select few of us who've been doubly transformed will also live
much longer perhaps even two hundred years but I'm told the final
years are pretty brutal with the whole body finally shutting down
so it's generally known we commit suicide when we get to that
point.
Just lovely.
But right now I'm in my mid-sixties looking around thirty and at
the minimum will live at least fifty more years looking like I do
now.
Freaky.

The last part is being built for sex.
When we're transformed it's all individual so we don't
necessarily all turn into people like PJ who looks like a heavy-
duty bodybuilder although even the slimmest of us will have no
body fat and nice muscle tone looking like a hard-core runner or
gymnast although we do tend to be on the bulkier side.
From the neck up it's not like we become handsome or anything,
although tiny things do happen the biggest of which is all the
skin tightens up and any age lines or bags under the eyes are
gone. In my case, my thick graying hair now comes in totally
black and kind of shaggy and the only other major change is my
eyes which used to be a changing gray is now a fairly solid gray.

Big shoulders, thick chest and about a thirty-one inch waist and
you could tell I'm a fairly big guy also displaying big legs and
something I've personally worked on which is my large guns, even
bigger then what my frame would normally have.

Besides my big arms, the other distinguishing feature is on my
chest. I've always had the larger sized nipples about the size of
a quarter and my  previous partner loved playing with my
sensitive nips so they look like the size of pencil erasers when
soft and about twice the size when I'm excited, looking like I
should have a couple of heavy-duty tit rings dangling off my
chest.
And with my latest transformation they're so incredibly
sensitive, if men focus on them for any time, I can cum just from
the tit work.

But what makes us built for sex is what's going on down below.
I already had a good size penis probably high average, yet my
transformations gained another couple inches to my shaft. I'm not
that vain, but I am a red-blooded gay man so having more
equipment to play with certainly has me being okay with that
change.
So I'm large and thick making any size queen happy but it's also
the fact I can get hard at the slightest breeze and I'll stay
hard as long as I need to.
And when I cum it will be a thick creamy load every single time
through the night no matter how many times I've already exploded
in somebody's mouth or ass or just dumping on somebody's body.

My ass is also a Fraternity built piece of sex equipment.
Pre-transformed it was a flat butt having trouble holding up my
pants over the years, but now it's rock hard rounded glutes ready
for action and I mean ready for action since we're self-cleaning
24/7, so I can be fucked, anytime and anyplace.
Our asses can also take pretty much anything and remain tight no
matter what's shoved up there, so the first stud will find a
tight grip around his cock as will the last one.

Since my latest transformation of which I'm the only one in our
small group who's had it, means I have a few additional features
which is my ability to not only tighten up my hole, but if I
concentrate I can tighten the entire tunnel and I've been told it
feels like a velvet glove clutching and stroking their entire
rod.
The other thing changed is my semen.
It's not only tasty but anyone who swallows, or takes it up their
ass not only gets a kick of energy but it acts as an aphrodisiac
as well so my playmates are willing to go on for another round,
then another..

The final thing, at least the final thing I know about so far is
what just happened on the plane.
Everyone has pheromones sexually attracting people and we
Fraternity studs supposedly can transmit a little bit further
attracting men with similar interests so if I'm like PJ who's a
horny bottom man craving rough sex, his pheromones are likely
attracting top men who want to rough up the big bodybuilding
slut.
Mine goes even further and I can feel the heat rising when I get
horny and if I'm not paying attention it will affect those around
me and if I'm really horny or screwing my brains out it can
influence a large group.
So I learned to do a little visualization of a thermostat and
turn the heat down which seems to help and looking around the
plane people were looking less frazzled than earlier.

And it comes back down to the price we have to pay since being
built for sex also means we desperately need it and I've even
thought of us as cum vampires which isn't far from the truth;
since we need semen to keep our bodies healthy and do the
maintenance work on our frames.
Even diehard tops need to figure out how to get jizz in their
systems but since I'm an anything, anytime kind of guy, that's
never been a problem except I need a lot of it.
The other issue we have, has to do with the sex we like.
So if you're like PJ into rough bottom boy sex if he doesn't get
what he wants, his interest turns into a distracting need, before
finally becoming an overwhelming compulsion until he finally
satisfies his craving.

In my case I like a variety of sex, which is why we're on a plane
to Las Vegas since I'm going bugfucking crazy right now.
The last six weeks I've been getting a lot of one-on-one time
which I absolutely love, however there's a couple of other types
that really turn me on as well.
One is dark nasty anonymous group sex where I can spend a few
hours fucking and sucking as well as taking as many men as I can.
With the other one being some rough leather sex of my own,
although this is probably where I have my limits since I have no
problem playing master or slave but it's all a game to me in
order to have hot sex. So getting too rough in the BDSM play is
not my thing and PJ and I who've often gone out and tackled half
a dozen or more daddies to be their bitches for the night, it
will still be PJ who takes on the really hardcore boys.

PJ and I as well as a couple others flying out work in Savannah,
Georgia in construction. I'm in charge of the company which is
why PJ calls me boss although that's merely a title since it
doesn't stop my buddy from ordering me around and telling me what
to do.
Savannah is a fairly small city, with its southern prejudices so
the gay pickings are rather slim and considering my core staff is
all gay along with sex crazed Fraternity we usually head to a
bigger town at least once a month.
But even there it's been slim lately so we're heading to Vegas
for a very specific reason which has nothing to do with gambling
or seeing the shows.

"I think once we get to the hotel I might need to do a full shave
on you boss; what do you think?" And I groaned at the idea.
PJ has eyebrows and a dark goatee and that's it anywhere; and
I've known the dude for over a dozen years and he's always had
the same look with never a stubble anyplace since he's meticulous
in cleaning himself up.
Ordinarily I'm not very hairy from the neck down, having a little
dark hair on my legs and arms and thanks to my transformation I
only have a little hair in my armpits and over my stalk, with it
never getting heavier anymore.
But what PJ was offering was not only shaving my pits and groin
but also scraping the blade all around down there, especially
near my hole making it even more sensitive to play with.

"We'll get some pool time in and we want you to look good," and I
looked over laughing at the dude since the big bodybuilder also
acts as one of my fashionista elves.
I could care less what I wear, yet my buddy who calls me boss has
a tendency of nagging and making sure I don't clash as well as
handing over clothes showing off my body to the best.
Although by PJ's definition the best will mean something like a
dirty stained jock and nothing else when we work out at the
motel's fitness center, or a thong swimsuit around the pool.

We finally arrived with only one more warning from PJ that I was
heating up.
I should have noticed since we were walking through the terminal
and too many people were stumbling when I walked by, but I was
obsessed with making it to the motel and getting laid.
I'm told it's like a sexual heat wave that hits people. If
they're close by I'm told people start thinking about sex, then
feeling frisky, until they become super horny.
But if it's like now where I'm moving and somebody walks nearby
it's almost a physical slam of lust which mostly is general, but
I understand with the right people (gay men, like duh) they may
start lusting after me and not know why.
It's all in the pheromones.

"Boss."
"Sorry."
I don't do it on purpose. Well sometimes I do.
There's been times when I'm at some stodgy fundraiser or even
once at a gay Republican party and I focus on getting laid and it
creeps up with it being amusing to see the people around me in
their suits getting a little randy.
But times like now, when I'm over the top horny, I just radiate
this stuff without thinking about it.
Which takes a lot out of me, so I need to eat ..again.

We have business reasons for coming, but it was mostly for play
and we had to check our luggage thanks to the leather gear.
Around the motel? Not so much, considering the clothes needed
could be stuffed in a backpack.
Daytime? Thong and flipflops or jock and trainers, along with a
pair of shorts and t-shirt if going off site.
Evening - shorts and tee for dinner, then black boots and a towel
borrowed from the motel to get over to the orgy rooms and other
then a gallon of lube, I'm set.
However, we're planning on hitting the private leather club while
here, so we'll need to suit up then.

Amos, Ian and I waited at baggage.
Amos was the smallest of the group with a nice runner's physique
and the dude was super bright with a wry smartass attitude, which
is fine since a good slam is okay even if it's aimed in my
direction.
Ian's Irish and a former rugby player so he had a thick, fireplug
body.
The other difference is while both didn't care whether they top
or bottom, Amos favors one on ones or maybe one on two's; where
Ian is a hard charging athlete liking to pound his way through
sex whether with one dude or a half dozen.

We've all done the dirty deed together thanks to our crazy sex
drives.
Oh yeah .I didn't talk about that.
Once transformed your libido takes a jump, so if it was low
before, it's likely normal now ..that is normal for a younger
person.
Normal sex drive kicks it up higher and if you were already high,
like I was, well one of my nicknames is Energizer Bunny for a
reason.
Yeah it's bad.
Freaking bad.
Studies show men think about sex around twenty times a day.
I wish it was only that much.

"We ready guys?" and nodding we jumped the rental car bus with
Amos snickering when he saw the driver giving me the eye.
This horned up I can turn my pheromones down but not off, so yeah
near a queer and they turn into dogs in heat.
My buddies get a kick out of what I do since they recognize when
its happening, so we'll go out to a gay bar and the bastards will
even devise ways of getting me worked up, then watch the entire
place start getting .frisky.
Oops.


"Hi I'm Tim and this is Randy."
We finally standing around outside of the registration office of
the motel as Amos and Ian went in to get our rooms and there was
a pair of studs doing the same.
The two were clearly Marines with high and tights and Tim had a
nice lean build with Randy being brawnier.
"This is Gil and I'm PJ," as we all shook hands.

The three jarheads were up from Camp Pendleton for a long weekend
apparently helicopter pilots and we talked about San Diego where
both PJ and I lived for awhile until their third buddy Ben came
out with the key to their place.
"We've been here before, so Gil why don't you show them where
their room is after a quick tour?" PJ looked over grinning.
Actually it was more than `been here before' since PJ and I met
here, renovating the motel when it was first purchased and we
spent a couple years ripping it apart room by room.
They were hot times since we'd work our butts off during the day,
and being a gay motel even back then, we played our butts off
during the evening. Not quite true since a sex break during the
day was also fairly common.

"Uh sure."
The motel is a two story hollow box with the pool and large open
area in the center.
One side has offices, restaurant and a nightclub on the second
floor, with another having the good sized fitness center - it is
for gays after all. Then next to the fitness center was a large
area called the Cave.
Oh yeah the Cave.

Access through the gym or you can walk down stairs from the
nightclub and it's where grown horny men cum to play. Three very
dark rooms designed to let men mingle and get off, which is why
we selected this motel since we'll be visiting the Cave later.
The pool was starting to fill up with some hard bodies on display
and the gyrenes were definitely checking out the action while I
looked at a huge palm tree remembering how PJ and I planted it
about eighteen years ago.
Can't mention that to the military studs since if I'm officially
twenty-eight, that means I was ten years old when I worked here.
Yeah, sometimes sharing memories can be complicated.

The three studs were sharing a room and I led them to the second
floor.
"Here's where you'll be living for the next few days."
Tim ran a hand lightly up my arm, "how about showing us where the
bathroom is," and swallowing I nodded as we headed in the room.





"Geezus stud!"
Randy was commenting on my difficulty in pulling up my shorts
over my tool since it looked like it could still pound nails, and
considering we've been going at it for a couple of hours, it was
understandable he was surprised I was still hard.
Once in the room we were out of our clothes pretty fast and
feeling super heated which likely meant I was kicking the three
young hot studs into hyper horny and they proved I was having the
effect pretty quickly.

Supposedly Randy was a top, but I had his ass and Tim was a
bottom, but his dick was down deep at one point and Ben was up
for anything, but he was the first one to concede defeat leaving
about half an hour ago out to the pool.
Quickly realizing three to one odds was easy for me to handle we
wasted no time in getting their pipes into my holes with them
getting into my swollen chest and nips which clearly liked to be
chewed.
I was double fucked at one point, with Tim finally begging off
and topman Randy and I had one last fuck before he declared he's
not going to be able to get it up the rest of the weekend.
Doubtful since the dude is young, hung and well while not full of
cum right now, he'll revive at some point.
The dude was muscular and sexy enjoying being both aggressive and
taking it slow with the last time being a nice ending as I
screwed his ass while he chewed on my now sore chest.

Jumping up, his big dick swinging side to side as he pulled me
into a hug.
"Will I see you around?" and I nodded while we made out some
more.
"Not taking a shower?"
"Why should I?" cracking the stud up.
Probably a legitimate question considering the sexy military boys
dumped plenty of Marine loads either in or on me during the last
few hours.
Oh yeah, part of that whole cum vampire thing is healthy cum in
my ass will be absorbed although it takes some time and thanks to
some heavy loads, my tight hole was still leaking some of their
cream down my leg with other parts my body coated in their
spooge.
But in pig paradise, I sure as hell wasn't complaining.

I had a feeling Randy wouldn't object if I hung around the room
some more but as if on cue my stomach growled reminding me it was
time to take care of my other obsession.

Gil headed out to the pool since he had no idea where their rooms
were, seeing the marines standing and talking with his crew
although it was a shame since both Tim and Ben were wearing board
shorts which didn't do justice to their hot bodies.
"Let me show you where your room is," and Ian jumped up with me
as I rolled my eyes since he could've just told me the room
number.

"According to the two studs you gave a top notch performance
mate," with Ian cracking up as I shrugged my shoulders.
I can't deny I'm a major league slut, but I'm not big on talking
about it which amuses my friends to no end and I had no doubt
they already gathered specific details from the two hot men.
"Son of a bitch," seeing Ian laugh and I could only shake my head
at my buddy's antics since in my bag were three swimsuits none of
which would be street legal and even as thongs they were pretty
risqu .
Think posing strap with string waistbands high in the waist
plunging down into a microscopic amount of material with the band
riding in the crack of my ass before splitting to around the
waist. The material will barely cover my junk if I'm totally limp
which is why I needed to be shaved and the material doesn't have
any give so if I harden up it means the suit pulls away from my
body exposing the family jewels the harder I get.

Ian is a major pig who shaved not only my pubes but then running
the razor over my already bare nuts, perineum and around my hole
before running his tongue to get a taste of any dried jarhead
jizz as well as attacking my hole to see uf there's anything he
can suck out, so I was moaning and groaning before swiveling me
around and swallowing my tool as I dumped another huge load in
the Irish stud's mouth and he quickly stood up to give me some of
my own juice back.

Thinking I wouldn't mind the jock's ass he pointed over to a
table with couple of huge subs waiting for me to digest and he
laughed walking out of the room as I scrambled over to inhale,
shaking my head.

The overwhelming need for sex has been dampened thanks to the
three studs so it will help me hold off until tonight when I go
into major pig sex mode in the Cave and I should be grateful to
the athlete for going easy on me.
In the past he's taken a lot longer to help me prepare which
means a killer rimjob as well as working over my chest until I'm
barely able to see straight.

To say I have an odd relationship with my buddies is an
understatement.
All three work for me in the construction business with Amos
being my salesman, Ian my materials coordinator and PJ is one of
my foremen, however I've known all of them for years especially
PJ; and I have a tendency of bringing friends in as employees or
employees becoming my friends. Fortunately all are good guys and
hard workers although our meetings have a tendency of a lot of
trash talking, still managing to get the job done.
But deference or respect for being the boss? Especially when
we're at a gayboy playground like this place? Forget about it.

Sliding the thong on, it was already showing some of my meat
since after Ian's play there's no way in hell I can be totally
soft. It also didn't help with the thin string rubbing against my
sensitive rosebud, but I threw a wrap around my waist and headed
out to the pool and laughing as he turned the corner to see PJ
and Ian rousing the crowd as the two muscular studs called out to
people and party.

Sexy Randy joined his friends getting a lot of shit for wearing a
bikini showing off the hefty bulge in front as well as his hot
bubble butt, although the dude cracked up eyeing my thong which
didn't stop him from checking the material out thoroughly with
his hands.
After downing a few beers in the hot afternoon sun I headed over
to the toilet near the pool and draining the lizard a body
pressed against my back and I felt a light kiss on my shoulder.
Fortunately I was able to drain what I needed before my tool
worked its way to its full hardness as hands slid around to the
front with the fingers following the trenches of my abdominals as
the other hand worked its way up to lightly pinch a swollen
nipple making me grunt.
"I love the sex noises you make."
"I enjoy what you do so I'll make the noise," hearing a low
chuckle against my ear.

The hand rubbing my abs disappeared and he must've pulled his
bikini front down since a hard pipe was rubbing down my crack as
the other hand returned grabbing my pecs with his fingers making
sure they rubbed my swollen erasers.
"I don't know what it is stud, but it seems if I'm within ten
feet of you I want to jump your bones."
"That's a shame, I was hoping you'd want to fuck my ass," hearing
a soft husky chuckle as a swollen bullet got a rough pinch and a
hand disappeared again feeling the string in the crack of my ass
being pulled to one side.

I leaned forward putting a hand against the wall feeling the
thick head set against my aching opening.
"Are you sure?"
I chuckled as I pushed back taking the big cock back in my chute
as we both groaned.
Randy was a husky stud athlete and hands on my shoulder the dude
began pounding my ass occasionally stopping to pull me up and
turn my head for a hot kiss before pushing me back down to fuck
me once again and considering the dude's already cum several
times he rode my butt for a good amount of time until slamming in
and swelling up, he whimpered out a `fuuuuuuck' and hot cream
pumped down my tunnel as I was yanked vertical for the two of us
to kiss.

He wasn't done however and I felt a light kiss on my shoulder
before pulling out and turning me around he pushed me back
against the wall. Dropping to his knees, the sexy stud swallowed
me whole and already leaking profusely, his hot mouth closing up
was all it took and I heard him gagging as the thick ropes of
spooge poured down his throat.
Standing back up meant a long kiss as well as the return of some
of my cum and I enjoyed licking his face and chest where some of
my cream spilled out. After that, we pulled up our suits and
headed back out to the pool.

The afternoon turned into party central around the pool with the
three Marines hanging around PJ, Ian, Amos and I with a lot of
drinking, a little dancing and horsing around with games like
chicken in the pool.
Every now and then PJ, Ian or Amos would disappear, then I'd see
them walking back with a stud or two weakly following them.
Yeah, we were all horny as hell, so chances were anybody wanting
to play was going to get a nice surprise.

But Gil wasn't immune either heading back to his room to see a
hot little muscle dude sashaying his bikini'd butt in front of
him and the husky dude was shortly limping back to the pool after
demanding to be fucked hard by Gil's large fuckstick.
Then there was the toying before dinner with Amos and Ian chowing
down on Gil's sensitive chest swelling his bullets up even
further so they were sore as his shirt scraped against them when
they ate.
A little dancing and a lot of drinking afterwards meant he was
ready to get serious.


I walked into the dark room wearing only a pair of black boots
and the outer room is what we disparagingly call the posing room
since both the door to the fitness center and stairs coming down
from the nightclub dumps the night clubbers here and they stand
around with their backs against the wall `posing' to draw
interest and normally I'd immediately head into one of the other
rooms.
But I was thinking there was plenty of mandick even here and I
walked over to a corner where there was a couple of guys standing
around and they perked up seeing a big naked muscle man drawing
near. I sank to my knees and one quick thinking stud got the
message whipping out a nice sized cock and stepped up to sink his
shaft down my throat. I reached up grabbing his hips while
working my mouth up and down his shaft feeling the dude rest his
hands on my head then pushing to suck him faster and I readily
complied.
Spit was escaping and dribbling down on my chest as I heard a
grunt feeling heated cream hitting the back of my throat and I
swallowed down everything he offered and hearing a `thanks stud'
as he pulled away to fall back against the wall as another man
wasted no time in shoving his tool inside as a couple of others
stepped up.
I used my hands to lightly stroke their tools and hearing the
dude in my left hand moaning I switched to his cock and barely
getting the head in as he started blasting away and I wanted to
clean his cock off but the middle dude was making it clear it was
time to get back there and I swallowed him down as more cream
started filling my mouth and hearing an `oh fuck' from the right
heated ropes fell all over my shoulder dribbling down over my
chest with a new group stepping up and I took care of their loads
before finally standing up.

The studs I worked over surrounded me taking advantage of the big
hard body before them with one closing in for kiss while others
ran their hands over my naked frame before I broke away happy I
had over half a dozen loads of jizz down my throat.
Keyed up for more I walked into the orgy room seeing a hulking
black dude sitting on one of the carpeted tiers getting a blowjob
from a slightly built white guy and I walked over seeing the
cocksucker having problems taking the huge slab of meat in.
"You want to suck this down?"
"Hell no I want it up my ass."
Grinning he grabbed the head of the cocksucker pulling him off
and it was definitely an awesome piece of meat.
"Come here and sit down boy."
I stepped up placing my boots on either side of his hips lowering
myself down as he guided his baseball bat to my hole and I felt
the head touching my rosebud.
"You ready for this?"
"Hell yeah."

Grinning he pushed my shoulders down as my ass spread wide open
to accommodate the tree trunk filling up my hole.
Buried to the hilt he grabbed my head and we made out for a few
seconds as I get used to the invasion in my ass.
"How do you want it boy?"
I felt hands come up to my distended nipples roughly pinching the
swollen nubs.
"Maybe I don't need to ask how you want it."
"Give it to me anyway you want stud," and laughing he put his
hands on my ass and lifted me up a few inches so we could start
driving up in my tunnel getting a pretty good pace finally.
"Too much work; we need to change positions."
I pulled off the long pole regretting its temporary vacancy and I
sat down on the tier pulling my legs up as the dude now standing
on the lower one slammed his huge meat all the way to the hilt
making me groan.

"This is what you said you wanted."
"No complaints stud."
I heard a deep chuckle as he ramped up pounding my hole with the
slapping of our two bodies audible around us and bending down he
got close to my face telling me to `open up' and opening my mouth
he spit then gave me a light slap on the cheek saying `good boy'
as he continued hammering his big cock inside.
A hand went up to squeeze my tits as another hand set on the side
of my face with the thumb rubbing my mouth for me to suck in and
I could hear him grunt as he sped up until feeling the blast of
heated liquid filling my chute. Burying the thick prong to the
hilt he finished pumping his load in my needy hole before pulling
out and slapping my glute before stepping down to walk away.
Putting my legs down I looked around to see a lot of hot men
filling the room.

Against two walls were these carpeted tiers to sit, lie or fuck
on and scattered around was different carpeted blocks either tall
enough to slam a man on his hands and knees or on his back but
Gil was thinking I'd like to get off. Climbing down, I walked
over to a stud getting his rod sucked and rubbing my shaft
against his dimpled ass, a hand reached around grabbing Gil's big
fuckstick giving an appreciative grunt as the hand placed the tip
at the entrance of an already wet hole and pushing forward he
slid in hearing a groan in response to the invasion.

Bringing his hands around the front he felt a nice furry chest as
he pushed back and forth giving an easy fuck and the dude turned
his head so they could make out.
"I'm close" and Gil nodded while they continued to kiss all of a
sudden feeling the hole clenching tight around his pipe so he
jammed in deep to drop a lot of cream inside.
Both done, the hot man pulled away and turning around he grabbed
Gil for a kiss with his hands feeling hard bullets and rolling
them between his thumb and forefinger
"Sweet, mind if I play with them for awhile?" and he pushed Gil
against the wall leaning down to chow down on the hard nubs
earning moans from the big stud.

While the hot man was chewing, his hands roamed the muscular body
slapping around the still rock hard cock and low hanging nuts
sliding a thumbnail over his perineum making his way back and
shoving a few fingers in the cum filled hole.
"Can I have some of that?"
"Go for it stud."
And grabbing Gil's sides and turning him around his hands went
against the wall and bending slightly the hot man slid his hard
shaft down his tunnel furiously pumping until hot cream poured in
his chute and pulling out , he murmured `thanks stud' in his ear
before walking away
And this is why he loves the orgy room.

The next couple hours had him going into the third room which is
filled with booths and narrow hallways creating a maze with
little niches to hook up. The booths ranged in size from barely
enough for one man to rest his ass against one glory hole and
suck on the dick the opposite wall to larger size were a few men
can work over a horny slut. The walls either consisted of thin
fiberboard so you'll get as much cock sliding through the glory
hole as possible or Plexiglas and even chain-link so you can
watch what's going on maybe seeing some hot stud on his knees
swallowing cock.
Some of the bigger booths have a podium or swing and there's even
a couple with chains hanging down from the ceiling or cross for
rougher play.

But he walked around finding some stud willing to give him his
hot ass to fuck or with a nice sized dick he offered his own,
being mostly one-on-one, quick and moving on after a juicy load
was dropped.
It was dark with men in various stages of dress, some still
decked out in their clubbing gear.
He was heated up though and walking by dudes leaning against a
wall, he'd see them grunt and maybe pull on their crotch or rub a
hand against their chest as his pheromones passed over them.
If someone touched him, they'd notice he was warm, but not
noticeably so and there was a fine sheet of sweat on his frame
commingling with men's spunk he's already gotten and naked hands
would snake out for a touch of naked flesh and on contact he'd
hear a grunt.
Oh yeah his pheromones were making the boys crazy tonight.

The touch also seemed to tell him everything he wanted to know.
Wanting to fuck or be fucked, just looking or god forbid looking
for a husband.
He thought it was stupid to be looking in a place like this, but
it wasn't his concern.
Another touch and a man was hungry to put his huge dick in a
willing hole, so Gil turned to engage his next partner.

Wanting a break, Gil stepped into an available booth and getting
on his knees a dick quickly came through the hole for him to suck
right in.
There's something particularly sleazy about being in a dark booth
and sucking on a totally anonymous cock with it being the only
part of the body you're connecting with and he'll get so horned
up he's learned not to stroke his own meat since there's too
other many places it can be taken care of.

The booth had different walls with one being a door and another
he was focused on being a wood wall. But this booth also had a
Plexiglas wall with the requisite gloryhole with the last one
being chain link looking into a hallway so studs can glance in to
see the action.
There were a few studs pausing to see a mop of dark hair and
couple day growth of beard on the kneeling muscle man only
wearing a pair of black boots on his big frame.
A hand was against the wall giving the stud some leverage so he
can really work the cock being offered and his huge bicep popped
with the action.

Another man in the booth next door with the Plexiglas would see
the broad back facing him as the head bobbed up and down and
looking down his legs were spread and the voyeur could see his
rosebud on display looking pink and puffy making it clear the big
man's been heavily fucked already especially since white jizz was
dribbling down over his low hanging nuts.
Bending down between the legs a rock hard big dick was
practically bouncing with a long rope of cream making it the
short distance to the floor and you'd think about what you'd like
to do with that kind of primo stud. But hearing a gasp he could
tell muscle boy was drinking in a load of spunk and the man
turned around still on his knees indicating it's your turn to
feed him your cock.

Gil switched between the holes a couple more times to suck in
different men's juices before standing up and stretching thinking
it was time to get serious; and leaving the booth he headed back
into the orgy room happy to see his favorite spot available so
stepping over to a covered block of wood and leaning back, he lay
down lifting his legs. They weren't even fully up when a hairy
stud stepped between his legs and slammed a nice size tool deep
in his ass. He didn't have much time to think about it since his
head was grabbed and pulled upside down is another thick shaft
slid down his throat and the game was on.

There's a spotlight shining down on the spot so people have a
good idea of what the whore looks like and of course this was
primo muscle material drawing men like flies and if they were
waiting for a hole to come available there was a huge chest with
those two puffy bullets begging for attention so studs were
licking and sucking and chewing making Gil moan around the latest
shaft fucking his mouth.
This is what he came for and he had no idea whether the guy was
good looking or not, complete stud or not as well as their age,
since it was all about getting mandick inside so he took them all
in. Feeling another load of cum dropped on his windpipe the stud
withdrew bending down to whisper next to his face `I don't
fucking believe you stud' and looking up he saw the hot muscle
marine Randy who came in to lick at parts of his face coated in
jizz before pushing his tongue down his throat as the two made
out as the last man rammed his dick to the hilt shooting his cum
deep inside.

Willing to take a break he stood up with the Marine nearby.
"You really are insane stud."
He couldn't help but be attracted to the man who was a little
shorter maybe five-eleven and packing probably around two-ten of
solid muscle with a little hair on his chest and a nice narrow
treasure trail leading down to his good size dick. Randy was
insistent and pushing him back they continued to make out until
his legs bumped against one of the carpeted tiers along one wall.
"I have a stupid question."
"What's that?"
"Are you willing to take me again?" and Gil chuckled

Before long he was in a corner with his legs around the stud's
waist getting a nice slow fuck while they made out.
"You're not human," and he was suspecting Randy was shocked at
how tight he was gripping the man's pole since yeah by rights he
should be as tight as the Holland Tunnel by now.
"You're making me crazy you know that don't you?" and Gil
shrugged since it was all the pheromones and closing in for
another toe curling scorching kiss Gil grunted as he felt his own
nuts churning and spraying the twos torsos he heard the husky
stud whimpering as he dropped another load inside and the burly
marine's body collapsed on top as the continued to lock lips.

Now settling down from the aftermath of his latest orgasm as well
as the hours of sex, he started tingling.
Oh shit.
Looking at the shadowy face above him he should've realized it
earlier except he had the overwhelming sex need dampening his
other senses.

One more trait.
Not everyone can be transformed and there's only a few thousand
worldwide and the two mysterious dudes who do the transformation
say they just know when they meet someone who's eligible.
But members of the secret Fraternity are encouraged to send
likely candidates down, however there's a few who can sense the
right person and since his latest transformation he's been pretty
rock solid when he's gotten the tingling feeling he's come to
recognize.

His overwhelming sex need was blinding him earlier although he's
had an attraction to this stud more than the others and now he
knows why.
Looking over he saw PJ and Ian standing nearby knowing what that
means and he's been seeing the two studs around the Cave all
night knowing PJ must be a happy man since he saw him earlier
strapped up in chains with a couple of daddy bears working him
over.
But it was time for the finale.

"Uh Randy, I'm going to do something first but I'd be interested
in seeing you tomorrow."
The guy gave a tired acceptance and rolling off giving a quick
kiss as he headed over to his buddies.
"Time for the pit."
"I'm ready."
Intersecting the three rooms is a pit about five feet deep and
the three big studs climb down a small ladder.
"Who's doing the honors?" Seeing Ian get to his knees
Oh man, Ian is not the most gentle one of the bunch, seeing
people from above look down as the three started making out
touching each other with Ian sucking in a hard cock coated with
cum, lube and manass as PJ went rough on his already aching
chest.
Soon fingers slid in his hole rapidly increasing up to four as he
felt the first stream rain down on the two of them. As the thumb
closed in more studs from above were emptying their bladders down
on the three pigs in the pit below as they were washed down and
bending his knees the Irish stud's hand slid inside.

They were there for some time with Ian doing his thing twisting
his fist inside and not too gently as multiple people rained down
piss and of course jacked off with cum flying down nonstop until
soaked with piss and cum finally they were done and climbing out
of the pit there was a certain Marine muscle stud with his eyes
wide.
"I seem to be saying unfuckingbelievable every time I see you."
"You watched?"
"The whole thing."
"Turned off?"
"I sure as hell won't be doing anything like that but." and
grinning he grabbed Gil's hand setting it on a rock hard
throbbing slab of meat
"What would you say to another round in the room?"
"Yeah I'd like that," and the two studs headed it out.

The few remaining hours to the night had the two studs going easy
with a lot of cuddling and making out which was a nice ending to
the play.
Gil later heard Randy made it down to Paradiso and was now when
of the Fraternity hoping he'll bump into him sometime since he
was a nice guy who knows his way around a man's body.

There was more play around the motel during the next day until
they were picked up and driven to a private leather club in the
warehouse district where they advertised the fact there will be
three visiting muscle pigs to play with that night with Ian, PJ
and Gil decked out in their leathers.
It was a long night, part rough play and a lot more sex as the
club full of daddy's took advantage of having prime muscle at
their disposal.

Staggering to the plane for the flight back to Savannah,
everybody was tired, sore and quite content.
Yeah, the price has been paid. For now.