The Anuvirus - Chapter Seven
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The Anuvirus -- Chapter seven
It took them several minutes to come out of their post-orgasmic stupor but they finally managed to crawl to the showers to wash away the filthy remainders of their sexual stunts. On the way up to the living room Glenn informed Buck and Mark that he was going to spend the night at JJ's because they needed to work overnight on the mountain of data they gathered earlier. "Yeah, sure, that's all you guys will be doing tonight!" Mark commented "Just make sure that tomorrow you'll wear some pants comfy enough to cushion those spanking marks on your ass, you dirty slut!" "As of me, I'm also wondering how you'll be able to examine the data when you'll be gagged and blindfolded and tied to that cross downstairs." Buck added bursting into a big laughter! The Irish bear was fuming at these remarks (he doesn't take jokes nicely), but, in his heart, he was hoping that at least some of this would be happening later in the night. JJ was also laughing "Well, guys, I can't promise that I will not serve myself a little piece of that red-haired, delicious booty but I can assure that, in the morning, you'll be impressed by what we'll have accomplished."
On this claim of dubious interpretation, Buck and Mark called an Uber to take them back to the hotel. Twenty minutes later they were again in the coziness of their Honeymoon Suite and their clothes were flying into the air like they were on fire. The two studs simultaneously jumped naked into the giant bed and immediately fell into each other's arm. This time they didn't want to have sex. They wanted to make love! They kissed for the longest time, their tongues probing every nook and cranny of their mouths while their hands were caressing, pinching, stroking every inch of their body. With an agile jump, Buck eventually moved into a 69-position, engulfing the beautiful rod of his Italian partner with his throat, while Mark was feasting on the blonde's delicious hole. After endless minutes of having his man pussy eaten so well, Buck could not take it any longer: "Buddy, please, put that fat Italian sausage in me. Please, fuck my brains out! I need it! Now!"
Mark could not stand to see his lover in so much anguish (yeah, sure, this is the only reason), so he quickly raised Buck's legs up in the air, spread them wide and proceeded to plunge his big cock into the invitingly winking hole. "Ohhhhh, it feels sooo good!" was all Buck could say. Mark started to slide his dick in and out his friend's ass, continuously rubbing his P-spot and making him moan and howl like a wolf in the wild. Both their bodies were shivering with pleasure, their breaths were ragged and short, their brains ravaged with wave after wave after wave of endorphins.
But even while experiencing all this commotion, they never left each other's eyes: they were locked together because they wanted to communicate to the other how much love they had at that moment. They wanted to see in each other's eyes how much pleasure they were giving and receiving. They wanted to communicate how close they felt to the other: they were lovers, they were brothers, they were each other's man.
Mark felt he was rapidly approaching the point of no-return, so he increased the tempo and the brutality of his thrusts, while bending his torso over Buck. He locked his mouth on his lover's lips and started to give him some big, sloppy kisses. In between kisses, Buck, with his strong arms wrapped around Mark's back, was moaning and shouting "Please, buddy, don't stop! Please fuck me hard! Fuck me! Give me your spunk! Breed me! MAKE ME YOURS! BREED ME!" And with that Mark lost it and started to pump in Buck's bowels half a gallon of cum.
He collapsed panting on Buck's hairy chest with his hard dick still in his lover's ass. Buck was caressing Mark's head and shoulders as to confirm to him how much pleasure he had given to him and how much he loved him. Mark raised his head a little bit and, staring at those two absurdly beautiful grey eyes, said: "Now I want your cock in me. Make me yours, bro, make love to me, please!"
Buck slid away from under Mark and with a gentle but strong shove he flattened his friend on the bed while spread-eagling his legs. A pretty pink rosebud surrounded by a thick ring of dark brown hair was winking for him to come in. Buck's massive 14 by 9 inches cock entered the wet furnace with ease, scraping the prostate as it went deeper and deeper. "Oh my God, Buck, that feels sensational. Please don't stop, don't stop. Go all the way in and then out and then in again! Oh my God! I am flying to heaven! DON'T STOP!" At that point Mark lost control of himself and was only able to moan and growl as his body trashed left and right on the bed while his hands clenched the sheets.
Buck was strongly throwing his hips against the hairy muscular butt of his buddy, making lewd clapping sounds. He then bent forward onto Mark's back, clenching his throat with his strong, muscular arm, almost like he was going to choke him. But Buck's intentions were others. With the help of his arm, he pushed Mark firmly down onto his cock and started to rabbit-fucking him. At the same time, he began to nibble the back of Mark's neck and ears. The Italian stud was now an incoherent babbling mass, totally surrendered to his lover, his brother, his man! "I'm going to breed you soon, Mark!" Buck whispered in his lover's ear. "I'm going to breed you. I want you to have my babies swimming inside you. Fuck, your ass feels so good around my cock! FUCK! You're gonna take it! OH GOD, YOU'RE GONNA TAKE IT! FUCK I'M CUMMING, BUDDY! I'M FUCKING BREEDING YOU! FUCK TAKE IT! TAKE IT! TAKE IT!" Buck crushed onto Mark's back, completely out of breath, while his dick was still pumping volleys of semen into his lover's guts. Mark had also come again, even without touching himself and was lost in the afterglow of yet another orgasm.
Buck rolled over on his back, still panting and Mark moved a little so that his head was cradled between his lover's arm and chest. They stared into each other's eyes for the longest minute. "I love you, Mark." "I love you, Buck." They kissed for the last time and then they fell in the deepest, sweetest sleep, not even having time to ask themselves `What the hell is going on?'
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At eight o'clock the next morning, the phone rang in the Honeymoon Suite and a grouchy blond God picked up the receiver. "I knew that you two motherfuckers would be still in bed!" JJ blasted over the phone, way too cheerfully for this time of the day! "Now drag your two smashed asses out of bed and into the shower. Breakfast is coming to your room in fifteen minutes. I already placed the order, with lots of eggs and bacon and pancakes because I am sure that you are in need of calories after an all-nighter of sex and debauchery. Glenn his about to leave from here and he will pick you up to take you to the research center. He should be there in about half an hour. See you soon, cocksuckers!"
JJ hanged up and didn't even give Buck time to reply. Mark was looking at Buck in an inquisitive way. "That was JJ bossing us around to get ready in 30. I think he was high on caffeine or something because I've never seen him so excited." "Or, it could be, things went REALLY well in that dungeon of his, last night!" Mark jokingly replied. "Well, things didn't go that bad either in this room, right buddy?" Buck moved over Mark and gave him a big, hot, wet kiss. "It's nice waking up looking at you. I wanna do it every day! But now, bro, we need to shower and get ready. Breakfast will be here in 15 minutes."
Surprisingly, when they heard a knock on the suite door Mark and Buck were in fact all cleaned up and dressed. Their bedroom on the other hand was far less than proper, with their bed all messed up and sheets still wet with their cum and sweat and god knows what else. Luckily breakfast was served in the living room, yet the stench of raw gay sex was strong everywhere and it badly affected the young waiter who brought up their food: as soon as he opened the door he got a raging boner, clearly visible in his tight black trousers and by the time he finished placing the dishes on the little table, a large wet spot was showing on his left leg, from the crotch to mid-thighs. Buck gave the waiter a nice tip and a nice pat on his bubble butt. Mark jiggled "I think you made him add another load in those pants! You're a mean but adorable bastard!"
As they were wolfing down the last pieces of pancakes with butter, whipped cream and maple syrup Buck and Mark heard another knock on their door. They opened it onto a very smiling Glenn: "Oh good, you two lovebirds are presentable. I was afraid I was going to walk onto two cum-crusty sluts with their asses up in the air ready to take the next load!" "And good morning to you too, Glenn! ..." Mark replied "... and tell me, why are you walking so funny this morning? Last night studies went way too deep or were you just a naughty, naughty boy who deserved some punishment from his daddy?" Glenn just raised his middle finger to his friend but blushed a little because one of the two allegations was in fact true.
Half an hour later the three friends arrived at the research center and security clearance was quick this time. They were escorted to JJ's office but they all noticed that everybody was keeping at least a three-feet distance from them and tried to interact with them the very least possible. JJ welcomed them in his office and they all sat at the conference table.
"So, guys, Glenn and I worked very hard and long ..." "yeah hard and long" Mark interrupted with a grin on his face. JJ threw him a stern glance and continued "... very hard and long hours but we think we are starting to make some sense out of all this mesmerizing situation. It is quite complicated and it may get a little too technical, therefore sit tight and interrupt me any time with any question you may have. What we are dealing with is a new type of herpesvirus belonging to the subfamily of the Betaherpesvirinae and it seems to be a long distance relative of the Cytomegalovirus. We decided to call it the Anuvirus, by combining the words anus and virus, for reason you will well understand later."
"It seems to be extremely contagious ..." JJ went on "... as we found high viral load counts in every type of specimen tested. Besides, especially at the initial stage of infection, the rate of viral replication is phenomenal: in a matter of few seconds you can already count billions and billions of viral copies in the infected tissues. I've never seen anything like that in my life. We believe it can be transmitted by inhalation, if you stand very close to an infected person for some time, but the main modes of infection seem to be a) through the ingestion of any bodily fluid or b) through sexual intercourse. Moreover, as already anticipated to you last night, we think that the mode of contact determines where the virus will primarily locate itself in the body, thus causing different symptoms in its human host." JJ paused for a second to see if there were some questions.
"We think that if, for example, someone licks that lube-like substance oozing from an infected person's skin, the virus immediately travels by means of the blood stream to the lower rectum area where it takes hold of the cells lining your guts and anus and makes them produce that greasy substance we all so appreciate as it make the rear entry so easy! The virus also causes the anus to puff up while the ring muscles of the rectum relax. At the same time, the virus quickly travels to the brain (it is typical of the herpesviruses to infect the nervous system, think of the shingles for example) where it causes the inflammation of certain areas of the brain which in turn triggers some behavioral changes, namely the imperative need to have a fat dick up your ass. In short, the ingestion of an infected sweat makes you the queen of power bottoms!"
"So, is that what happen to you Glenn? Or were you like this even before the Anuvirus?" Mark jokingly commented but he was met immediately by the reply of a fuming Irish bear "Try to remain serious, bitch! We are making history here! Or did the face fucking you got last night from Buck somehow damaged the few brain cells you had?" "DAMN! You got burned, honey! ..." Buck said almost peeing in his pants for laughing too hard "... JJ, please continue and don't mind these two flaming queens' cat-fight."
"Also, we are almost certain that the ingestion of precum causes the reverse effect, that is, it makes you a power top. In fact, this time the virus travels to your genitals and cause the inflammation of the prostate, the testicles and the spongy tissues of your penis, making it grow several inches both in length and girth. In the brain, other areas are affected and the result is that you want to stick your upgraded equipment in any hole that happens to pass by."
"Moreover, the ingestion of the semen seems to have mainly neurological consequences, as the brain is invaded by the virus which starts to wildly inflame and stimulate the neural pleasure centers until it causes an orgasm in the person. Tons of endorphins are released, so that the newly infected person feels calmness and serenity as well as a strong feeling of attachment to the person or persons who just made him feel so well."
"And finally, the big bang! Remember that last night we said we thought you needed to reach a certain level of viral load in order to trigger the complete body transformation we see in Buck and Mark? Well, we were right! It seems that you need to ingest all three fluids, sweat, precum and semen to start the process. Yesterday Glenn and I had much lower levels of viral charge in our blood, but this morning we are at the same level of Mark's and just below Buck's! And we both can see that our bodies are starting to change!"
The room went quiet for some time. Everybody was pondering the whole lot of information they just heard, trying to think what it meant for them and their future lives. Mark, with his medical doctor predisposition, finally broke the silence "Guys, I owe my most sincere apologies. You did in fact work long and hard last night! What you told us is just amazing and terrifying at the same time. Are we in danger of getting sick by this virus getting so strong inside our bodies and brain?" Glenn, as expert in infectious diseases, intervened "I appreciate your words, Mark. You can be such a dickhead sometimes but who can stay mad at that lovely smile of yours for so long? Anyway, there is no way for us to tell what the long-term consequences of the Anuvirus are. It's all too new. All we can say is that, as you know, this family of viruses frequently causes life-lasting yet non-lethal infections in their hosts. From a medical point of view, we all seem to be in perfect health at this time, actually even in better conditions than before. The MRI scans showed a significantly increase in the metabolism (that explains the slight raise in the basal temperature) due to the inflammation of the hypophysis gland, of the testicles and of the prostate gland. This inflammation seems to be benign but it is crucial to explain the overall changes we see in our bodies." At this point Buck interrupted Glenn: "Bro, only me here has no medical background. Ask me anything about insects and their anatomy but, fuck! I don't remember a thing from my human biology classes in college. Could you do me a favor and explain me in more details what this hypophysis thing does in our bodies?"
"No problem, Buck. The hypophysis or pituitary gland is an endocrine gland, normally the size of a pea, located at the base of our brain. Although very small, it regulates some of the most important processes in our body. It secretes several hormones like the human growth hormone (hGH), the adrenocorticotropin (ACTH), the thyroid stimulating hormone (TSH), the gonadotropic hormone and the prolactin (PRL). In Mark's blood work from yesterday as well as in yours, all pituitary-gland-related hormones are at a record high while ours were only slightly raised. However, this morning, after our delightful experiment of last night, both Glenn's and mine are at the same level as yours. And that's another evidence that the full infection has taken us over."
"Through these substances ..." Glenn went on "... the hypophysis controls our body growth, blood pressure, the sex organ functions, the thyroid gland function, the metabolic conversion of food into energy, the body temperature regulation, our internal system of pain relief, just to name a few. The Anuvirus has now taken over our pituitary glands, making it to inflame. It swelled up several times to the size of a hazelnut and it is overworking, flooding our bodies with these hormones. This resulted into all the body and behavioral modification we see: the muscles and sexual organs growth, the increased force and stamina, the huge sexual drive, the increased metabolism and body temperature. If I had to put it in short, the Anuvirus is transforming us in superhuman, god-like sexy creatures!"
"Fuck that's huge! ..." Mark shouted "... but why is it making us gay, I mean, really, really gay? And do you guys think women could be affected too?" This time, JJ answered "That, we have not figured out yet. All we can say, by firsthand experience, is that a guy infected with the Anuvirus is keen in creating strong physical and psychological bonds with other infected males, almost like they need to create a gang of similar creatures, a brotherhood! As of the effects on women, we do not have any direct experience or data, but we have no reason to believe they could be immune. What is for sure is that the effects of the infection should be quite different on girls: it is likely that they would experience a higher sex drive, together with an increase in their fertility and desire of maternity as well as bigger boobs and juicier pussies."
"That explains Lucy's behavior yesterday, doesn't it, Mark?" Buck exclaimed. "Who's Lucy? Please don't tell me you fucked also some girls in the few hours we left you two a-holes alone in the city!" Glenn commented. "Oh, shut up, you red-hair queen, we only fucked four guys at the department stores, that's it. Not a big deal." Mark responded, causing both Glenn and JJ to cast a disapproving look onto the other two studs. "Lucy is the Uber driver who picked us up at JJ's to take us downtown and who happened, by strange coincidence, to pick up us again on our way back to you. Although being overtly lesbian, on the second trip she expressed quite clearly her physical attraction to us to the point of expressing her will to mother our children!"
The room erupted into a big laughter at this idea. "Wow, that's a fucking powerful virus if even lesbians want some dick now! ..." JJ commented, causing even lewder comments from the others "... OK, OK, guys, but now I need to ask you a serious question: how do you feel if I tell you I'd like to have another person involved in this research? I have this good friend of mine, who works here at the center and who played a key role in the UN for the resolution of the Ebola pandemic in Africa. His skills are more related to the social and political issues of a pandemic as well as to the organizational aspects of a response to a new virus. I believe we need his expertise in these fields if we want to decide correctly what to do next, in other words if we want to determine whether to fight or keep this fucking Anuvirus." Everybody was really quiet pondering the pros and cons of sharing their big secret discovery with another person. "His name is Juan Gonzalez and, oh, did I mention he is an ex-marine, straight as arrow but handsome like hell?" JJ concluded.
"Well, I think I can speak also for the others: if you, JJ, think is this is a good idea, then we'll go for it. But at one condition: we must make him one of ours before the big reveal. ..." Buck said "... and if, by doings so, we get to screw a fucking hot U.S. marine, well that's a sacrifice I'm ready to make for our brotherhood!"
They all agreed that Buck's arguments were indisputable. JJ called Mr. Gonzalez's office and a few minutes later former Captain Juan Rodrigo Gonzalez was at JJ's door wandering `What the hell is going on?'