Transformed Chapter 22
Kirpal led the way back up to the guest room, with me following and the two guys behind us, while the party carried on throughout the first floor. People were getting increasingly drunk, and it was getting increasingly loud.
When we got upstairs, the two guys stepped inside the room with me, and Kirpal closed the door behind us. I shimmied out of my sweats and climbed onto the bed, ass up on all fours. The guys both lowered their pants and pulled out hard cocks. One stepped up and, without any ceremony, pushed his cock in my hole, but I was wide open after all the sex I'd had already that night, so it was no problem taking him. I was already wet and loose. He pounded into me for a while, seeming half out of it -- I realized that he was probably drunk -- then his friend stepped up and asked for a turn, and they traded off for a while. While these guys were taking turns on my ass, another guy came in the room, and once the guys had each shot a load inside my sloppy ass, the new guy took his turn, while Kirpal came around and had me suck him off. Jimmy came by next, this time to fuck me, since I'd only sucked him earlier.
I was in the room for another half hour, and by the end of the night, I had taken a total 16 loads, all but two in my ass. As I headed home, I felt like I had so much energy emanating out of me that I might be glowing. My ass was slightly sore, and I could feel some cum dripping down my leg a bit, but I didn't care, because I felt so high.
When I got home, I was still bouncing with energy and couldn't sleep. I jerked off twice, the second time taking at least half an hour, since it was my fourth time cumming that night, but after that, I was finally tired enough to drift off to sleep.
When I woke in the morning, I had a raging hard on, and my ass was aching, not from pain but from the absence of a cock. All of the fucking I'd had the night before left me with such an itch to get fucked more. I could still feel the energy coursing through my body, making me feel agitated and intense, like I'd had too much coffee. I tried to calm myself down, but it was hard. I lay back on my bed and jerked off, which took a little of the edge off. Then I went downstairs and made myself breakfast.
About an hour after I got up, I headed to school for the Saturday soccer match. I was still exploding with energy. I suited up with the other teammates. We ran a few laps around the field before heading back into the gym for stretches.
"You okay, Alex?" Charlie asked me as we were sitting on the sidelines at the beginning of the match. "You seem kind of agitated."
"I'm okay," I told him. "Just kind of hyped about the match."
The coach put me in towards the end of the first half, and with all of the energy pumping through my body, I was on fire. I got the ball and took it a long distance down the pitch, expertly dodging several guys from the opposing team. I passed the ball off to Charlie, who passed it to another player who kicked it in. Everyone on our side cheered, and several guys ran by me and gave me a high five. I ended up staying in for the remainder of the half and got the ball a couple of additional times, taking it down the pitch a bit each time before passing it to another player.
At half-time, the coach singled me out. "Good work, Thompson."
I started in the second half, and I continued to play extremely well. Filled with energy, I felt like I could run up and down the pitch for hours without getting tired. At one point, I passed the ball to Gavin, who scored, and I made several other good passes. The coach pulled me out about twenty minutes into the second half.
"Impressive," was all he said as I headed back to the bench.
As I sat down, the guys around me patted me hard on the back. "Amazing!" Jamal said.
The game ended with our team winning 5 to 1, which in soccer is a blowout. The team was ecstatic at how well we'd played, and a lot of the guys credited me with making some important contributions. As we headed to the locker room, I was pumped.
I got to the locker room and undressed to go shower, but I still felt so much energy that I was struggling to contain it. All of the loads I'd taken this week had me buzzing, particularly being such a slutty cum dump the night before, and the excitement of playing so well in the game had just heightened my sense of energy. As I wrapped the towel around my waste to walk to the showers, my cock started to get hard, and by the time I got to the shower and hung up my towel, my cock was at full mast. The more I tried to hold in my sexual energy, the harder my cock got, and I felt that if I didn't shift in some way, I would spontaneously start shooting my load. So, I decided to let my walls down just a little bit, to let the energy out, but once I started to do that, it was like a breech in a dam, and my energy just exploded into the room.
I heard a few guys gasp, and as I looked around, I saw a bunch of guys start to get hard.
Jamal was a couple of shower heads over from me. He turned to me with his big cock fully hard, and said, "Damn, Thompson, I'm so fucking horny all of a sudden."
A couple of guys near us started stroking their hard cocks. I saw Hassan and Keillor start to make out, with their hands on each other's cocks. I let my energy continue to flow into the room and figured, what the fuck, let it loose. We just won, and we need to celebrate. I went over to Jamal and got down on my knees and started to suck him. He stepped back, out of the stream of the shower, and started to pump into my mouth.
"I really want to fuck you, Thompson," he said.
"Sure," I said. I leaned against the wall, and he positioned his cock behind me then pushed inside. As he started to pump into me, a couple of other guys gathered around watching and stroking. Hassan came over near me along the wall, and Keillor got down on his knees and started sucking him. A couple of other guys started making out nearby.
Even in my increasingly ecstatic state, I noticed that a few guys from the team seemed unaffected by my sexual energy. A couple had stepped back to watch in what looked like horror rather than excitement. One guy walked into the shower room, saw what was happening, and said, "What the fuck?" before high-tailing it out of the room.
Meanwhile, Jamal picked up his pace, and I could tell that he was getting close. His cock was so big, and I was so turned on, that as he dumped his load deep into my guts, I shot my own load, hands free, coating the shower room wall.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Jamal shouted as he came in me, and I felt his cum add to my energy.
He pulled out, and immediately, another guy stepped up to replace him. The new guy was a junior named Lukas whom I'd never even spoken to. He slid his cock inside me and moaned.
"So soft and tight!" he cried.
There was a moan next to me as Hassan unloaded in Keillor's mouth. Hassan stepped aside, and Gavin stepped over.
"You want to suck me?" he asked
Keillor responded by taking Gavin's hard cock in his mouth. Hassan saw a couple of other guys with hard cocks standing watching and got down on his knees to suck a couple of them. As I was enjoying Lukas's cock pounding into me, I watched Hassan move between two guys, stroking one while he sucked the other, then switching. This had become a true orgy, and I was totally turned on.
Pretty soon, Lukas unloaded in my ass, and Kevin Dunster came to fuck me. Since I'd sucked him just a few days earlier, I still had something of a mental connection with him and could sense that he was nervous but really turned on. He'd never fucked anyone before but he was very excited to do it. He started fucking me and only lasted a couple of minutes before he shot his nut inside me.
"So nice!" he said. "So warm and sloppy."
With my energy continuing to pour out, the guys who had already gotten off stayed hard and stood watching the continued action. The guys who weren't into it had finished up their showers and left, some of them shaking their heads in confusion. At the same tine, a few guys from the other team had been drawn by my energy to wander over from the guest shower room, and a few of them started to join in. I saw that Gavin had raised Keillor up and was now fucking him from behind, and two of the guys from the opposing team were now making out intensely. After Kevin came, one of my teammates, Joseph, had started fucking me, and when he finished, he was replaced by a guy from the other team.
Not everyone who was turned on joined in. Charlie was standing off to one side, watching. I wasn't sure whether it was because he was shy or was trying to be true to his boyfriend, Tom. He was stroking himself, though, and I watched him until he shot a load. He smiled and winked at me. A couple of other guys were also stroking but not playing together.
The room was now filled with sex, two or three guys sucking other guys off and at least three couples fucking. There was a line of half a dozen guys waiting for their turn to fuck me. I turned my energy output up, and a couple of the guys being serviced immediately shot their loads. Every time someone came in my ass, another guy would replace him. With all of my energy pouring out and guys staying hard, a few guys went for multiple rounds, fucking one of us, then another. One guy fucked me, Keillor, then someone from the other team. I noticed that Kevin had started sucking cocks, tentatively at first, but then he got really into it and had sucked several and swallowed several loads.
After I had taken about a dozen loads up my ass and cum two more times myself (from stroking, not hands free like the first time), I was ecstatic but also kind of exhausted. With a lot of effort, I started to rein in my energy, to put back up the walls that contained it, and I could feel the room start to calm down. The last guys shot their loads, and the action slowed and then stopped. Guys looked around in a bit of a daze. A couple of guys chuckled in disbelief.
"That was wild!" Jamal said, and several other guys agreed.
People turned the showers back on and started to rinse off. I could feel cum running down my legs, and I felt like my hole was gaping. Letting my energy out and shooting three loads had calmed me a little, though taking a dozen more loads had added some fuel to the fire. I showered up and went to the toilet to clean myself out. When I came back, I found that the mood had changed significantly as guys tried to wrap their heads around what had happened. Almost no one was speaking, both because they were trying to process, but also because they were tired. An intense orgy after such an intense game was exhausting. I dressed and headed home without a word to anyone.
"How did it go, honey?" my mom asked as I walked in the door.
"It was great!," I told her. "I got to play, and we won 5 to 1."
I headed up to my room, stripped down to my underpants, climbed into bed, and within moments I was asleep.
I slept for a solid hour and a half, and when I woke up, it was late afternoon. I felt rested but I was also agitated, My ass was itching, feeling like it needed more cocks. I had a strong craving for more cum.
I texted Robby to ask if he was free, and he told me to come on over. When I got to his house, he could immediately sense my state of unrest. He led me up to his bedroom, where he sat on his bed, and I sat on his desk chair.
"So, what's up? You seem all hot and bothered," he said.
I took a deep breath and tried to calm down and then burst out in a stream of words.
"I've taken more than thirty loads this week, and I've got so much energy flowing through me that I can't keep it inside and I feel like I'm going to explode. And all I want is to get fucked more and more"
"Wait. What? How have you taken thirty loads?" he asked.
So I related to him the events of the weekend. I told him how I'd gone to the party last night and how Kirpal had whored me out, inviting so many guys to use my ass.
"It's not like he forced it on me. I loved every minute of it. But it affected me. That was more loads than I'd ever taken at once."
Then I told him what had happened today, how I'd played so well in the soccer match and then used my power to create an orgy, where I'd taken another dozen loads.
"Damn, dude!" he said. "I knew you were a slut, but I didn't realize..." He laughed. "I feel like a missionary next to you."
"Robby!" I almost yelled. "Don't joke! It's, like, playing with my head! All I can think about now is getting fucked more! I need more loads!"
"Aren't you sore?"
"YES!" I said. "My ass feels worn out. But I still want more. I feel like a junkie!"
Robby squirmed and resettled himself, and I realized that he was hard.
"You're hard. Am I send out my energy?" I asked, because I thought that I was containing it. In fact, I was working diligently to contain it.
""Well, of course I'm hard, Alex!" Robby said. "The idea of you getting fucked by thirty different guys is fucking hot!!"
I smiled a little. "It wasn't thirty guys. It was more like twenty-five. A few did me multiple times."
"Even so, dude. Damn!"
He adjusted himself again and started kneeding his cock through his sweatpants. I smiled at my friend for wanting me even when I was trying to complain to him about my need for too much sex. I let down my guard a little and sent him a wave of energy.
"Okay, Robby, you can fuck me, if you want."
"Yes!" he said, and in a moment he was naked with his hard cock ready to plow me. I stepped out of my sweats and climbed on the bed, and Robby was inside me in an instant. I flooded him with my energy, and it wasn't long before he was flooding my insides with his cum. He pulled out and sat on the bed naked, catching his breath.
"Okay," I said, "Now that we've got that out of the way, I need your advice." I told him about how all of these loads were making me feel so strung out and crazy for more. "It's like I'm drunk on all this cum. And it's a such a struggle to control it. Like, after the soccer match, it just felt so good to let it all out."
"But it didn't stop. It didn't get rid of your energy," Robby observed. "You let your energy out, but you took more loads, and now you're back where you started." He thought for a moment. "Maybe you need to take a break."
I sighed. "Maybe I do," I agreed. But I knew that it would be a huge challenge. Right now, with Robby sitting next to me, naked and still mostly hard, all I could think about was jumping on him again. I wanted more sex, and I wanted it really badly.
Robby looked somber. "I shouldn't have done you right now. It just made things worse." He grabbed his sweats and T-shirt and started to dress.
"One more load didn't make a difference. Plus it was you. You're my best friend, and you were my first ever. You can have me whenever you want."
We talked for a bit more as we finished getting dressed.
"Maybe you shouldn't stop cold turkey anyway," he said. "That might be too much."
"You just want me to come by and get you off again tomorrow," he said.
"Yeah, probably," he admitted with a laugh. "But that could be good for both of us. A win-win!!"
I headed out.
"Let me know tomorrow how things are going," Robby called after me.
As I was walking home, I realized that I hadn't updated him on my attempts to seduce Chapman Hawthorne and how he seemed impervious to my charms. I shrugged and realized that topic could wait until after I'd tried to seduce him again when I saw Chapman on Monday for morning announcements.
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