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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.