Switching Sides
Chapter 8
Nindore and Eclid arrived at the appointed hour. They were laughing about all the cloak and dagger routine they had to go through to get here. The intelligence people told them to go to a specific motion picture complex and buy two tickets for a specific motion picture. Evidently, it was a double feature that would allow them to be away from home for over four hours. After getting the tickets, they went through the rear door of the complex and met a transport with blacked-out windows. The driver took them directly to our apartment building where he drove under the building to the elevator. With the correct code, they ascended to our floor. They thought it all highly amusing.
Persid put them straight on how dangerous this whole scene is. They sobered immediately and apologized. "And there's something else you should consider," I interjected. "We think they are going to go with live broadcasts against Faldo. That means they'll need people to read the script and work on a sincere attempt to change enough minds there to make a difference. We think they need native speakers, so that includes you, Nindore. What do you think about working for the Intelligence Ministry full time?"
"Really? Full-time?" Nindore questioned. He looked over at Eclid to see what he thought of the idea.
"Well, they'll certainly pay better than the plant store," Eclid shrugged. "But, there will be security issues to be dealt with. You are no doubt already on the watch list by the Faldo spies. If you are seen going back and forth to the Intelligence Ministry, you'll be quickly targeted, as will you, Koldan. We would have to move to a much more secure home. And realistically, I'd become a target, too, as a possible kidnap victim." He paused to reflect a moment. "On the other hand, I've been thinking that our house is too small for us and that I'd like to move closer to my work at the Ministry. I know there is space available in the secure building next door to the Ministry. And there is a secure tunnel from the building to the Ministry. What do you think about a move, Nindore?"
"Where ever you go, I want to be there, too," Nindore smiled and kissed his husband.
"Let's see if they like our Faldo Patriotic Underground proposal before we start changing residences," Persid cautioned. "But, I think that would be a wise decision to move, if it comes to that. And we need to look at the same possibility, too, Koldan. If this brilliant idea of yours turns into reality, we'll not be safe in this building, as your `friend' Blandic has already demonstrated."
"What's that about?" Nindore wondered.
I told him about Blandic getting into the building with a forged pass, but he didn't get into the apartment. However, we suspect that either he or one of his fellow spies has the apartment building under surveillance.
"And with all of us disappearing into a secure building to live, they'll know for sure that we're the voices of the Underground. We'll be virtual prisoners in the secure facility," I opined.
"Perhaps, it would be wise to suggest to the top intelligence people that now would be a good time to round up all the spies they know about. That could be devastating to their network and take the pressure off of us," Persid suggested.
"They still don't know who the head of the ring is," I reminded him. "But, taking away all of his helpers would cripple his ability to do much about us."
"All of this is moot until we talk to them about it next week. Meanwhile, let's enjoy some good times together over drinks and dinner," Persid smiled.
We dropped the subjects of spies and broadcasts for the rest of the evening. We found out more about Eclid's work, but it was far too technical for me to follow. Persid understood some of what Eclid did, but even he was a little lost. I think Nindore was about as confused as I was. "I don't even pretend to understand half of what Eclid does or the theoretical science behind it," Nindore admitted. "I married him for his hot body and big dick!" he laughed and kissed him again.
"When we lived in Faldo," I said, "Nindore and I had a lot of good times together, but we agreed that we were better friends than we were lovers. I'm glad he's found someone who makes him so happy. Persid was my instructor and interrogator, but it quickly turned into something much more personal."
"We started out the same way," Eclid admitted. "But, I knew after the first day with him that I wanted to marry him and start a family. The best part after being in the Imperial Guard was that I finally found someone who didn't want me for my big dick or who wanted to get fucked all the time. Nindore has shown me how much fun it is to play both sides."
I looked askance at Nindore. "Really."
"Just because I never topped you doesn't mean I don't know how, Koldan," Nindore smiled.
"How could you pass up an ass this fine?" Persid wondered.
"We weren't together often enough for me to get beyond his big dick and monster loads," Nindore revealed. "And we weren't that much into each other besides the sex. But, as it turned out, we were best friends. So, when I decided that I was going to train to be a spy and then defect, I knew there would be a way for me to get a message back to him that only he would understand."
"And that is why I decided to do the same thing," I smiled. "Nindore successfully broke trail for me and found a husband in a new land. I was hoping to do the same. It seems that I did," I added, groping Persid's hot ass. "I couldn't be happier about the outcome."
"Eclid, you said that you wanted to start a family?" Persid asked. "Were you thinking of adopting or making your own with Nindore?"
"What?" I blurted out. "Men can get pregnant?"
"If that were the case, we'd both be pregnant and have had several litters already," Nindore laughed.
"So true," Eclid smiled. "I have to assume that Persid hasn't mentioned this yet, but we can meld two male sperm into a new life. The boy grows in a lab until he is born at the end of the usual ten month cycle. There are drawbacks, depending on your perspective."
"I've been thinking about telling you this, Koldan," Persid interrupted, "but I didn't think you were ready for that kind of commitment of time. Raising a child is a full-time job."
"So, what are the drawbacks?" I wondered.
"You can only make boys," Nindore said. "And they will probably be gay, too."
"A 99.8% chance of that," Eclid said. "But, they will have the attributes of the parents like eye and hair color, body type, etc."
"And a big dick!" Nindore laughed.
We thought that was pretty funny, too. "This is something Nindore and I have spoken about for several months now, but we haven't completely decided that we are ready for that kind of time and energy commitment," Eclid said. "If this new job comes through with the Faldo broadcast, that would require a full-time commitment from Nindore. We've already decided that my work needs to continue. But, if this idea becomes reality, we may need to re-think that decision about me continuing to work."
"If we were to do something like that, Persid," I said, "I think I'd want twins. I know it would be a lot more work to care for two babies, but they could also entertain each other when they got out of the infant stage. But, as Eclid as pointed out, the time commitment is too great if my broadcast idea flies. We'd have to put this off for at least a year, maybe more."
"Meanwhile," he leered at me, "we can continue our special way of making babies."
"You are such a pervert!" I laughed.
"I live with one of those, too," Eclid admitted.
"Same to you," Nindore smiled.
"And to you," Persid said to me.
With dinner behind us, we continued our conversations about life and love. All in all, it was a very pleasant evening with an old friend and with his new husband. They left in time to be smuggled back into the motion picture complex.
Persid said that he thought he may have fucked with Eclid many years ago before Eclid was drafted into the Imperial Guard. But, he wasn't sure. He only remembered that his dick was very big and he was good for several loads during the evening. But, Eclid had put on some good muscle and had changed his hair style completely. So, he wasn't sure that Eclid was the same man that he'd fucked with years ago.
"All this talk about makin' babies has me thinkin' we should go practice," I said to Persid. I patted his ass and slid my right hand down the back of his pants. "Does it make any difference who is on top when we make the babies?"
"I think we should practice both top and bottom, just to be safe," Persid suggested.
"I love the way your mind works," I smiled. "It so often agrees with mine."
We quickly showered, but that didn't slow down our first breeding session. After a good rinse, my long, black dick found a warm, deep tunnel to penetrate. If I'd intended to edge toward a big load for his ass, Persid was far more determined to get my load sooner, not later. My climax shuddered to a stop after I counted at least eight big pumps of baby-making juice flooding his ass. He held me tightly against him, so he'd be sure that I delivered deep. Persid had one hand on my ass, holding me tightly and the other hand massaging my nuts, trying to get maximum sperm count into his hole. My hips pounded against him even after I'd finished my climax. It just felt so good to be deep inside that perfect, muscled ass of his. I didn't want to pull out, but he warned me that he was about to nutt with all the action his ass was getting.
Heeding his warning, I pulled out quickly, turned around, and bent over. He was on me and in me in a flash. "Yeah, feels so fuckin' good to be in you, Baby," he crooned. His hard, fat dick jerked its intentions. I grabbed his ass and pulled him hard against my black melons. Persid thrust hard against me and held on tightly. Again, his dick jerked, but this time I felt a bolt of warm cream splash against my ass walls. "Fuck, YEAH!" he bellowed as his climax crashed over him. Quick sprays of more dick gravy pumped into me. I lost count at seven, but I know he was still jetting cum into me. His hips hadn't even tried to slow down.
After a quick towel off, we dashed into the bedroom and got into another 69 position, eating out the ass we'd just bred. Despite the depth I'd hot my baby batter, I could still taste my nutt. The slurping sounds that Persid was making confirmed he was doing the same thing.
I rolled onto my back and said, "Sit on my face, Persid. I really wanna taste more of my load and stick my tongue deeper inside you."
As instructed, he sat on my face with his well-fuck hole directly on my lips. He bent over and pulled my legs under his armpits and started to slurp on my ass again. I was getting the better deal, as gravity was pulling more of my cream from his ass and allowing me to lick it up. The more he sat back on my face, the more nutt I was able to lick out. The opposite was true for him, though. When he sat up and pulled my ass up, his nutt flowed deeper into him. Maybe he'd get pregnant the old fashioned way!
But, he understood his own predicament and said he thought we should switch around, so he could get his load from my ass. But, as soon as he said it, he moaned about how much he loved my tongue so deeply working his asshole. "Yeah, Koldan, eat that hole out! Fuck, that feels good!" he moaned as he wiggled his ass to get my tongue to slide deeper into him. The more I ate him out, the harder my dick got. I couldn't believe I was recovering so quickly, but fresh cum and ass eating always gets me hard. "We gotta change positions," he insisted. "I'm not getting any of my load outta your black ass.
"I think the better idea," I smiled, rolling out from under him, "is to add more baby batter to your ass." I pushed him face down on to the bed and got behind him. His ass was very wet from my tongue bath, so I slid in easily. "Yeah, just what my dick needed," I sighed. "I'm so into you, Man!"
"Just load me, Koldan!" he insisted. "I need more of your jizz in me."
I knew he didn't need a good fuck. He needed a good breeding. So, I kicked it up a gear and started pounding my dick harder and faster in his hole. My hips rose and fell rapidly, pushing harder and deeper with each thrust. I felt my nuts start to boil. "You ready for another load?" I croaked.
"Yeah, Baby! Give it to me," he shouted, as he raised his hips up to meet each of my rapid pumps into his hungry hole. "I want all that you got."
My question was rhetorical, but it didn't make any difference. An earthquake couldn't have stopped my thick, long, black dick from jetting out another big load of nutt butter for his ass. I'd fucked a lot of really good ass in my adult years (and some teen years, too), but this was the hungriest hole I'd ever bred. It was no wonder I loved fucking him. My climax built and built in huge waves of pleasure, each one delivered more warm cream to his amazing ass. He couldn't get enough and I couldn't stop pumping my baby gravy into him. My need to breed finally subsided and I rolled off of him. I was so spent that I didn't even think about eating his ass out. But, he did.
He positioned himself so that his twice-bred asshole was directly over my mouth. "Eat it!" he commanded. Well, I always had energy to do that when it was presented so near to my long tongue.
Persid cleaned off my dick while I slurped dribbles of cum from his hole. Once more, he started eating out my ass, but was getting little to show for his efforts. "I think you need a second breeding, too," he said as he moved off my face. He shifted my legs so that they were pressed into my chest and my ass was spread. With a final swipe of his tongue, he positioned his big, white dick at my back door and pushed. "Yeah, always feels good when your fuck tunnel eats my dick," he sighed, as he started pumping me slowly.
"I wanna fast load, too," I said.
"You'll get it when I'm ready to deliver it," he countered.
"We'll see about that," I smiled up at him as I pulled his face down to kiss him. My ass muscles started sucking and pulling on his dick as he tried to slow his fucking pace. I was winning that skirmish. "Still think you can hold back and nutt in me when you decide?" I grinned as I sucked him even harder with my ass.
"Oh, fuck! Damn! You win the load, Baby!" he moaned as his dick fired and pumped into me another big load of his baby-making sauce. "You the MAN!" he croaked as he jetted more and more of his load. His body shook as his climax controlled him. I grabbed his pumping ass to make sure that he stayed in the saddle and his entire load poured into me. With a final pump, he rolled away, exhausted.
"That's the kinda fuck I love," I smiled over at him. "But, you aren't finished."
Getting into the same position he'd been in only minutes earlier, I sat squarely on his mouth. "Eat it!" I commanded. I could feel him smile beneath me. His wet tongue slithered up my freshly fucked hole and lapped up the remnants of two of his big loads. I leaned over and cleaned cum from his shrinking dick, but tried not to move my ass away from his face. If he was anywhere close to enjoying ass eating as much as I do, he wouldn't mind spending several minutes, sucking more and more of his cream from my deep ass. And he didn't mind at all. His slurping, moaning noises compared to mine when I was eating out his ass.
After I'd been sitting on his face for at least five minutes, I raised his legs and started eating out his hole, again. I didn't expect to get much, but I got enough to keep me very happy with the taste of his ass and my cream.
When we stopped, I rolled on to the bed next to him. "I'm so glad you're in my life," he said. "No one has ever shown me how wonderful really hot sex can be, time after time. I've had great sex before, but never sequentially like this."
"I've had a few bottoms that were able to keep up with my needs, but they never wanted to fuck my black ass," I sighed. "You're the complete package, Persid."
"I can't believe anyone, even a bottom, would pass up the chance to eat out and fuck that perfect, black ass of yours. Even some of the best of the Imperial Guards can't keep up with you."
"Is that the voice of experience?" I teased.
"I've had a few," he allowed. "But, they don't compare well to you at all."
"As hung and hot as they are, and you think I'm better? How can that be?"
"I've only had a few," he reminded me, "but the ones I did get together with were good at fucking or getting fucked, but none of them knew how to make love. You take to that naturally and bring it to a higher level than I thought possible."
"Yeah, I gotta agree with you about the love-making. The bottoms that liked sex as much as I did were into getting pounded and flooded, but weren't worth spit for much more. You got love-making nailed!" I sighed and planted a kiss on his lips as I rolled into him and put an arm across his big chest. I licked a nipple, and then sucked on it. He moaned and pushed my face into his chest, urging me to lick and suck his nipple some more. I gave the other one equal time, with a break in between to kiss him again.
"You trying to get me warmed up, so you can fuck me again?" he asked.
"I was hoping that you'd fuck me again," I smirked.
"I need a little more time to recover than you do," Persid said. "However, I'd never turn down another face sitting."
"My face or your face?"
"Either one!"
I repositioned myself and sat on his face. His tongue immediately found the target and both of us moaned loudly. "You're the best ass eater I've ever encountered," I sighed. "Get that sweet tongue WAY up there," I begged. For several minutes, his tongue worked my sensitive ass nerves. Sitting on his face made his dick grow big again. I leaned over and took his manhood into my mouth. Almost instantly, he was leaking precum as his tongue worked my last ass nerve. "Damn!" I shouted. "You gotta fuck me!" I turned and sat on his upright organ, descending to his blonde pubic hair. I ground my ass into the base of his thick monster, stretching my ass opening to my new limit. My ass muscles sucked and gripped firmly his baby-making, precum-leaking post. I barely moved, trying to keep as much of his phallus as I could inside me.
"You can fuck yourself on my dick as long as you want, Koldan," he breathed. "But, I know you won't let me fuck you much longer. You got the moves that make me nutt whenever you want my load. And this time is no exception," he groaned. He thrust up hard against my ass, holding me down. I could feel his big dick jerk hard and then pulse rapidly. Yeah, he was breeding me again!
A minute later, I pulled off his thick dick and returned to his face. I lowered my ass to his lips and let him eat me out again. My ass lips were stretched, so I'm sure he didn't need to press his tongue very hard to keep me open and start drinking part of his load. Once more, I leaned over and slurped up the streaks of cum that glistened on his slowly shrinking dick. I cleaned him off completely, delighting in his creamy man juice taste. Persid pulled my ass down closer to his lips and licked as deeply as his tongue could reach. I pulled my ass cheeks farther apart to help him in that endeavor.
I rolled away from him and turned around. Lifting his legs, I speared his perfect hole and drilled all the way in. "I love your ass," I said. "It always welcomes me inside so hungrily."
"That's because I know I'm getting a huge load shot up my ass again, soon," Persid smiled up at me. "You know how much I love to feel your monster Imperial Guard dick deep inside me. But, you also know that getting bred with gallons of your baby batter is the real reason both of us love it."
"You know I can't stop once I start with you," I smiled back at him. "You inspire me and make my heavy nuts make more juice for your ass. If we ever do have children, I want them to be just like you."
"They'll be a beautiful blend of both of us. They'll have beautiful brown skin, probably hazel eyes, huge dicks, bubble butts, and killer smiles. They'll have every man, even the straight ones, wanting to bed them," Persid countered.
"I hope they figure out early that playing both top and bottom is the way to be," I added. "You get twice the sex and so much beautiful creamy dick gravy pumped into your ass to be eaten out."
"I can just see their play dates with Eclid and Nindore's kids. Instead of racing around chasing each other like little boys do, they'll be fucking the daylights out of each other," Persid laughed.
"Sounds like we need to talk to some parents who have already been through this to get their view of what it's like to have gay boys as children. Some parents never figure it out, but we'd know from the date of creation," I mused.
"Let's get all this Faldo Patriotic Underground thing settled first," Persid reminded me. "Then, we can talk about making babies the new way, instead of the old-fashioned way that we seem to love more than breathing!"
"We are awfully good at it," I admitted. "And very focused on it."
"What would you like to do this weekend?" Persid asked, changing the subject. "Would you like to travel somewhere or just stick around the apartment and learn more?"
"Oh, we need to travel. There's so much to see here that I know nothing about. I'm sure you can think of places that you love going to that I've never been to," I urged.
When I awoke the next morning, I was lying on my back. My dick was hard as stone, but it felt tight. I opened my eyes and saw Persid smiling down at me; his ass had almost completely consumed my throbbing dick. He leaned over and kissed me as my hips thrust up and buried my manhood in his white, muscle ass. "Good morning," he smiled after we kissed. "I didn't get enough baby batter last night. I thought I should start the day out right with a fresh load."
"I'll never argue against a brilliant idea like that," I agreed, pushing my dick deeper. His ass muscles were massaging my long, black dick, urgently needing the contents of my swollen nuts. "I hope you were expecting a short ride," I moaned, trying to keep his hips from bouncing up and down on my upright organ. My climax was racing to a peak. There was no holding back now. With a mighty lunge upwards, I pumped out the first of many thick, creamy squirts of my baby gravy. Persid wiggled and squirmed above me, sucking as much from my firing dick as his ass muscles could pull from me.
When my climax abated, he pulled off my bloated dick and raised my legs, pushing them into my chest. "It seems only fair that you also begin your morning with a fresh load in your amazing black ass," Persid smiled down on me. I worked on his dick as well as he had on mine. It took me a little longer because I was enjoying his thick dick working on my joy button. My hands on his ass took over the pace, pulling him faster and faster into me. His hips bounced quickly against my ass, increasing the pace again. Within another ten seconds, I felt his fat dick jerk repeatedly inside me. I knew he was breeding me with his warm baby batter. I couldn't get enough! I held him tightly against my ass, not letting him out until his dick had deflated so much that it slithered out without assistance from either of us.
In the shower, we ate each other out, but got little reward for our lingual work. We'd shot too deep to get much back.
"What should I wear for our trip?" I asked as we toweled off.
"It's almost always warm and sunny where we're going. So, wear something light, and bring along something to go swimming in," he replied.
"I don't have anything like that," I countered.
"Right. So, wear something of mine. Check the third drawer over there," he indicated with a nod of his head toward a cabinet near the bedroom door. "Pick out anything you like. But, you might want to try on whatever you select. They could be too tight or too revealing."
"And that's a bad thing because?" I laughed.
"Because you don't want to attract too much attention," he finished for me. "Admiring glances is one thing, but some of those swimming clothes would show off everything. And your everything is VERY big."
"Do you mean my ass or my dick?" I smirked.
"I was referring to your monster dick, but your ass is just as appealing to those of us who love a hard, round, bubble butt like yours."
"What's the fun of going swimming if you can't show off the merchandise?" I leered.
"No matter what you wear, the water will make the fabric nearly sheer, so you'll be advertising everything you've got," Persid persisted. He looked me over. "Part of me loves to show you off so that other men can see what they're NOT getting and I'm getting all of it. The other part is jealous of their lecherous stares."
"They can look all they want," I replied. "But, only you get to handle the merchandise." I selected a swimming outfit that wasn't too tight and something to wear out of the water that was nearly as revealing as the swimming outfit.
"And take a change of clothes," Persid added. "We're spending the night elsewhere."
I loved that idea. I needed to spend more time looking in all corners of my new country. A day trip would not let us range far enough away from the capitol city. If I were making the plans, we'd spend at least a week away from the apartment, but I knew that we had to be back immediately after the weekend to present our embellished ideas to the Intelligence Ministry. There would be other times when I could see more of the country. But, upon reflection, if our ideas were adopted, I'd only have weekends available to see the country. I hoped this worked quickly. I didn't want to be stuck in the Ministry for a year or even more!
We got in our transport with the blacked-out windows and headed south out of the city. With instructions to take us to a specific destination about an hour away, Persid also told our vehicle to check for tailing vehicles. At periodic intervals, a voice would say that there were no vehicles pacing us within a mile behind us. Evidently, the Faldo spies were not as concerned about us on the weekend or they had decided we didn't matter anymore. I wasn't that sanguine about the situation. But, Persid seemed to know their unsubtle ways of tracking us, so I let the subject drop.
When we arrived at the coastal resort, Persid parked the vehicle and retrieved our overnight bags from the back seat. We were greeted at the door by a very handsome, brown-skinned, and well hung man who looked us over like we might be on the lunch menu. He was about Persid's height and had the softest, brown, bedroom eyes I'd ever gazed upon. His muscles gleamed in the bright sun, stretching the nearly sheer fabric top and short pants he wore. We returned his leering gaze. "The registration desk is straight ahead," he said. "And I'm available later this afternoon for play. No charge!" We smiled at his offer, but didn't acknowledge his bold, free, afternoon fuck.
Inside, Persid placed his personal assistant on the counter. Our reservation was confirmed. Another handsome man (more fully clothed) at the registration desk told us what our room number was and that Persid's personal assistant had the access code for the room. The room was on the sixth floor with a view of the sea. The bed was huge, the bathroom gorgeous. There was a small sitting area that included a small table.
"Shall we change and hit the sand?" Persid suggested.
I nodded eagerly, stripping off my clothes and putting on my swimming outfit. Persid did the same. Of course, before he put his swimming togs on, I had to shove my face up his ass. I tasted butt and a lot of cum. He danced away from me a minute later. "We'll never get out of this room if you keep that up," he warned.
My dick was hard as stone again and leaking precum profusely. "You expect me to go out with his hard dick tenting my swimming outfit and leaking like this?" I whined.
"Your fault," he smiled, pulling on his beach wear. "Ready?" he smirked.
"The hot guy at the front door is gonna be all over us," I observed.
"Work your magic and tell him we aren't playing today."
"That gives him hope for tomorrow. Are you saying you wouldn't mind taking him up on his offer?"
"Maybe," he leered. "I noticed you tented right back up at the idea."
"You know my dick has no off switch!"
"Sounds to me like you're interested, too," Persid grinned mischievously. I know I blushed furiously. It was true. Was I being unfaithful to Persid by letting my dick rule me? I needed to get a better reading of his intentions with the hot guy at the front door. And about what our relationship limits were, if any.
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