Anatomy is Destiny - Sex Stories

Anatomy is Destiny

... plateau. You know it's not as dangerous as they say."

Greg goes, "Well, I heard it shrank your nuts not your dick. Are you nuts still ok"?

Jason goes, "Of course, look, they're fine. See?" Jason turned around, and arched his back, to show him. "Ok, can we drop this now"? "Hello? Greg?" Jason wondered.

But Greg was transfixed, Jason's nuts no longer dangled but were just two large, sensitive egg-sized mounds on his taint. But above his tender mound was the black, wispy hair around his taint, which crept up to Jason's pink hole, which was circled by even darker black hair in a ring. The hair was sticking together from all of the sweat from their workout. The black hair contrasted sharply with Jason's very pale and slightly rose cheeks. His pink flower was wet with a mixture of sweat from the gym, and a bead of precum was pooling in the middle, as a result of his rewired plumbing. It was pulsing a little with Jason's breath and hypnotized Greg. "Greg? Hello" But all Greg could muster was a little drool and, "Uuh..." "What? What is it?" Jason pleaded.

"Your.. ass.. looks kind of like a pussy!"

"Dude! Not cool!" Said Jason.

But Greg was still mesmerized. "I mean, I'm not gay or anything, but do you think I could use it sometime?"

"What the hell? Of course not, that IS gay.", Jason rebutted.

"Look it's not you, it's just that Megan hasn't been putting out and I'm about to go crazy. It's really just a favor to me, I just get in and get out and we never have ...

... to talk about it.", said Greg.

"I'm a man... I don't get fucked, especially by my best friends, so the answer is absolutely not" Jason said.

"Bro, think about it. It's just like letting me drive your car for a minute. It doesn't mean anything other than me borrowing something as a favor. I promise nothing gay like touching or kissing, I just need to get off to feel like a human again. Please!!"

Jason sighed. He realized his hole was feeling wetter and was contracting as if it was saying yes on its own. But he was anxious that if he crossed this barrier he'd never go back. "Ok ... fine. But you really owe me. And none of that gay shit like you promised." Jason braced himself with his knuckles on the locker room bench and presented his sweaty cherry again. Greg said, "I can't thank you enough man." He was easily hard as the quivering, inviting hole triggered something primal in him, even if he was usually straight. He put the wet knob of his 7 inch rod on his friend's hole and then pulled back some, leaving a translucent bridge of syrupy fluids between their organs. But Jason's hole lips seemed to reach out beckon the member back in, and Greg went back and pushed the head against the pink folds, at first just until the ridge of his dick head, and then into his friend's chute surprisingly easily. From there there was a long glistening sound as the entire veiny rod stretched Jason's pink ass lips and his pubes pressed against Jason's peachy cheeks. Greg let out a loud ...