Inner Journey - Chapter 8 [Unfinished] [Old Story]

Carter had never imagined aerobics could make him as energized and excited as it had made him feel. The session had been incredibly refreshing, making him move and stretch in ways he never had before. When the period had finally ended, and the instructor had left them in the room to their own devices, he found he wasn’t as satisfied. He felt like it had been such a short time, and he desperately wanted the woman to come back and do a second session. His heart was still racing with excitement, and he found himself breathing heavily with the same feeling. His jaw hung a little slack, and he looked around to see if the two others had similar feelings.

Niko and Laura were doing little stretches of their own, almost looking as lost and aimless as Carter felt. As he scratched absently behind his ear, Carter’s eyes fell upon Laura’s ass as she bent over, and the round shape in her tight yoga pants made his cock tingle. He quickly looked away and without meaning to, his eyes moved to Niko. He looked down and his eyes widened as he saw Niko’s pants, and the obvious erection there. He tried to look away but found he could not, and felt his cock stir at the sight. A whine formed in his throat as he pushed uncomfortably at the feeling, and he filled his mind with thoughts of returning to his room to take a hot shower. He shoved his gaze to the ground and made quickly for the door.

“Hey Carter, you all right?” came Laura’s breathless voice.

He stopped and hesitated for a moment before he turned around. “What?” Both Laura and Niko had started toward him, or toward the door.

Niko cocked his head and furrowed his eyebrows. “You are breathing pretty heavily. Everything okay?”

Carter shook his head in confusion, and then realized his mouth was hanging open as he took quick, deep breaths. He swiftly clamped his jaw shut and gave them a smile. “Yeah, fine! Just super energized. I feel great, actually.” He felt his gaze moving down again, and saw Niko’s cock pressing hard against the front of his pants before he turned around and kept walking. He felt his cheeks coloring as his mind raced desperately to figure out why he was so drawn to it. He had never cared about cocks at all before, and now he couldn’t look away. His jaw loosened again, and his tongue slid between his teeth to rest just inside his lips as he breathed.

Carter managed to make it all the way back to his room without so much as a noise as he struggled against a growing erection and the smell of Laura and Niko in the elevator. He knew it was them. His nostrils had flared every time he breathed, and he wanted badly to whine and moan and bite something as their smells issued from their bodies. None of them had said a word, except a curt goodbye at the elevator doors, and they had all moved quickly toward their rooms. Carter’s hands shook as he pulled his key out of his pocket and opened his door, and the moment it closed behind him he nearly fell to the ground as he stuck a hand down his pants and moaned.

The moaning surprised him. He had never been very vocal during sex or masturbation, but now he felt like he needed to make noise. It was the right thing to do, to show that he was pleasured. His hands gripped his cock and a shiver ran up his entire body. Another whine formed in his throat, one that turned again into a moan as he leaned back against the door and begin to stroke himself.

He was already slick with precum, and he pulled down his pants and underwear with his other hand to around his thighs. As he fell to his knees and looked down at his length, his mouth hung open and his tongue loose. The sight of his hard cock sent another shiver through him, even to the tips of his fingers and his toes. He wanted to suck it. More than anything in the world. He wanted to suck his cock, or any cock. He wanted a cock in his mouth to pleasure. Another whine in his throat.

As he panted and stared at his cock, the tip of his tongue flared slightly. It flattened as well, and drops of thick saliva dripped from it to the ground. It lengthened a fraction of an inch, beginning to fill his mouth. A thin layer of fat grew in his thighs, replacing what little muscle he had there for something softer and thicker, pressing against the waistband of his underwear. With another whine, he was just about to start stroking himself again when a knock sounded at the door.

Carter’s head shot up immediately, mouth open, and his eyes widened. He struggled into a standing position and pulled his pants up, stifling a moan as he crammed his erection back into pants that had less room in them now. He felt his cock pressing against his thighs and bit his lip and the sensation, wiping his forehead as he turned around to open the door.

Julien from one door down was standing outside with a friendly smile on his face. “Hi Carter,” he said. “I thought I heard your door close, and I wondered if you wanted to hang out for a bit.”

Carter willed himself not to look down at Julien’s crotch, and forced a smile out as well. “Sure, come in!” His voice was a little breathless and somehow thick, and he felt like he was speaking with food in his mouth. He wiped a line of drool from the corner of his mouth and stepped back. Julien came in and flung himself into one of the chairs by the fireplace. Carter followed, feeling very hot as he panted and tried to cool himself. His tongue lay heavily in the bottom of his mouth, pressing lightly at his bottom lip. “Anything in particular you want—to do?” he asked stiltedly, thinking of how nice it would be to suck Julien’s cock.

“No, not in particular,” Julien began, his blue eyes framed by dark lashes looking up at Carter. “I was just thinking, well maybe, I don’t know...something like…” he trailed off as he watched Carter. “Are you okay, Carter?”

“Yeah, why?”

“You look—” Carter watched as Julien’s eyes flicked quickly down to his uncomfortable erection and back up to his face. “Well…” He licked his lips once, and Carter knew he had a chance.

“Do you want me to suck your cock?”

Julien’s eyelids slid partway shut and his eyes unfocused. For a moment he did not move, but then he slowly sat up, and his eyes moved down to Carter’s crotch. “Only if you let me fuck you afterward.”

Carter felt a twinge in his dick that reverberated up and pooled around his chest and in his stomach. More fat formed in his ass, pressing against the material as the shape rounded. “Whatever you want to do to me.”

With a lazy nod, Julien slid his pants and underwear off and remained seated in the chair. His cock began to stir, and Carter rushed onto all fours before him to stroke it a few times. It was magnificent. He felt like he had no reference for size, but the size did not matter. He was doing what he was meant to do. He could make this cock cum in his mouth. His tongue pushed forward a little further and fell just over his lip as he leaned his head down and took Julien’s length in his mouth. Julien groaned in pleasure, and the sound made Carter stick his ass out, a phantom sensation moving back and forth behind him.

“God, your tongue,” Julien gasped, gripping the sides of the chair as he threw his head back. Carter whined again and moved his head forward slowly, taking all of Julien into his throat. He had never realized how empty his mouth had felt before, or how good it felt to have a cock in his mouth. Thick saliva formed at the edges of his lips, and his tongue moved as he began to suck. His mouth felt as if it were about to burst – there was no way for him to fit a cock and his tongue in there at the same time. And yet he did. He could taste Julien’s precum, and savored in the salty flavor of his skin.

As he felt Julien’s cock at the back of his throat, and his lips just touching his balls, Carter’s face creaked forward minutely, hardly enough to see even under observation. But it cleared room in his mouth for comfort, and he pulled his head back to begin the movement again. Julien gasped, completely hard in Carter’s mouth, and Carter could feel his excitement growing at every pleased noise Julien made.

His own cock was still hard and pushing at his pants, but he nearly completely ignored it as he became engrossed with giving all the pleasure to Julien. More fat grew in his thighs, pressing them against his penis just a bit more, and he shifted to relieve the pressure. The saliva in his mouth had pooled over and began to drip from his mouth in long strands as he reached the tip of Julien’s cock, licked and kissed it, and pushed forward again. Julien moaned and grabbed Carter’s head, pushing him faster. Carter nearly choked, but took it in stride and began to move faster, pumping his mouth and tongue back and forth across Julien’s length. He could feel the saliva in his mouth and began slurping as he sucked, taking care to give Julien’s most sensitive parts extra attention.

“Oh, mmmm,” Julien moaned, twisting in his seat and gasping for breath. “Yesss.” Carter moved even faster at those sounds, and Julien let out a tiny cry. “I’m--” he began, but was cut off by another moan. “I’m going to--”

He was cut off again as he yowled and came into Carter’s mouth. Carter felt him swell, hot and wet. The sensation of his explosion into the soft skin in Carter’s mouth set off pinpricks and swells of pleasure throughout his body, so strong that he nearly came himself. The taste of Julien was inside of him, and he swallowed everything that he could. He only removed his mouth when he felt Julien go totally slack, and sat on his knees, his tongue hanging from his mouth, waiting to see what would happen next.

He had never had another man suck his cock before, but Julien knew he had never experienced anything better. He had sat in the chair, nearly exhausted, with Carter kneeling before him and panting excitedly, reveling in the rolls of pleasure that had spread throughout his entire body when he came. He saw cum and saliva dripping from Carter’s mouth, and the sight was almost enough to make him completely hard all over again.

What made him completely hard again, however, was just another few minutes. “Take off your clothes,” he ordered Carter, and the man did so immediately. He was softer than he had looked before, fat in places it hadn’t looked like with clothes on. His body was pale and his creamy chest was hairless, his nipples hard, and the sight of his erection between two thighs thicker than they should have been sent heat to the pit of Julien’s stomach.

Carter came to him on his hands and knees, delightfully submissive, and whined as he stared at Julien’s cock. “Can you put it in me?” he asked in a breathy and needy voice. “I know I just—but can you put it in me? I need it.”

A moment later, and Julien was completely hard again. The need to fuck Carter had returned with a vengeance, and he almost couldn’t control himself. With a nod, Julien pushed himself forward and stood up, stepping out of his pants as he did so. He pulled off his t-shirt as well, gasping as the material scraped against his nipples. He touched them briefly and felt the sensation in his stomach and toes.

Carter whined and turned around, reminding Julien of the task at hand. He should have been ashamed of himself, fucking a stranger like this. The thought of it made his ears go red, and the cartilage at the tips came to a slightly sharper point. Julien reached forward and took Carter’s ass in his hands. The man’s skin was smooth and soft, and Julien dug his fingers into the fat. Carter gasped beneath him and pushed back against Julien’s cock. Julien gasped at the sensation, sending shockwaves up his body, and gently spread the other man’s cheeks and pushed slowly into him.

The tightness of Carter’s ass surprised Julien, who nearly yowled at the shock. Carter whined and moaned beneath him, and slowly, Julien continued to press forward into him. Tiny black hairs sprouted at the tips of his pointed ears, and small deposits of fat began to settle around his erect, reddened nipples. He felt heat settled low in his stomach, spreading out over his cock as he pushed his length all the way into Carter. A tightness formed in his throat, and his entire neck seemed to rumble as he languished in the pleasure of Carter’s ass.

Carter whined and pushed back against him, eager for more, and Julien responded by pulling himself out slowly. Carter moaned beneath him and snapped his jaws together, and the sound sent a shiver down Julien’s spine. He began a rhythm, in and out of Carter over and over and over, and at the man’s begging began to increase the speed. Within minutes the two of them were covered in a sheen of sweat, having both resorted to simple moans and grunts and animalistic sounds of desire. Julien could smell the precum dribbling from Carter’s cock, and he reached forward with a hand to grab it.

With something between a whine and a bark, Carter’s voice faded into something nearly incomprehensible. As he pounded faster into Carter’s ass, Julien began rubbing the man’s dick, feeling how hard it was in his hand. Carter shook beneath him, making Julien catch his breath as his own cock spasmed for a moment and he held himself back. More black hairs sprouted around the tips of his ears, fading into his hairline as they spread. As he gripped Carter’s ass, muscles in his arms began to fade away, along with the width in his average shoulders, and soft blond hairs began to grow beneath his hands along the fattest parts of Carter’s ass.

Julien groaned as he tried to increase his speed, and the rumbling in his throat returned. His entire body was on fire, and he struggled to keep a consistent rhythm on Carter’s cock. More small pockets of fat formed beneath his nipples, and the skin on his areolas lightened to more of a pink. As he gripped Carter’s dick, the smooth skin slick and hot, he could almost swear it felt smaller than before, and that he didn’t have to move his arm as far as he pumped.

Then Carter barked and cried, his cock stiffening in Julien’s hand, and a spray of cum erupted onto the carpet below, covering Julien’s hand. At the sensation of hot semen spreading over his hand, Julien gasped and mewled inside of Carter, and then his own manhood stiffened and spasmed, and he came hard. Shockwaves poured over his body as his rhythm ceased, and his orgasm seemed to last forever, seconds longer than he had ever felt it before. His entire body tingled and his throat vibrated as he gasped for breath, before he finally felt his cock soften and he pulled it out of Carter’s ass and collapsed on the damp carpet beside him.

Carter was breathing heavily, his tongue hanging loosely out of his mouth. Gently, he ran his hands up and down the smooth skin of his body, feeling how sensitive he was in the aftermath of his orgasm. He whined when he touched his nipples, and as Julien watched him, he drooled on the carpet. Several moments passed before Julien could bring himself to sit up and look down at Carter. His ears twitched as his earlobes slowly fused themselves to the skin beneath them.

His vision felt unsteady, swimming in warm delight as he took in the man beneath him. He could swear Carter’s blond hair looked longer than it had before, and far more curly. His eyelashes fluttered as he looked up at Julien, and his naked body was soft and round and pudgy, still vibrating with excitement even as he panted in exhaustion. He was the most beautiful man Julien had ever seen, though he had never thought about men as being beautiful before.

“God, you’re gorgeous,” Julien gasped, moving to lay down on Carter’s chest as his arms trembled with tiredness. Carter whined a quiet reply, barely using understandable words. The heat between them was still intense, and a gentle stirring in Julien’s cock reminded him that he could have gone for a third round. But his mind was calm, and he held himself back. “So beautiful.”

“No one’s ever called me that,” Carter slurred his words, his tongue nearly overflowing from his mouth. His nose twitched and he shifted his body to nuzzle beneath Julien’s chin. Julien’s throat rumbled at the sensation, and he let his eyes fall closed. His head rose and fell as Carter breathed, and he felt truly content for the first time in his life.

“Mind if we fall asleep here?” He asked, already knowing he wasn’t going to make it back to his room or even to Carter’s bed.

“I want nothing more.” Carter flexed his shoulder blades into the carpet and raised a hand to run it gently through Julien’s hair. Their breathing gradually slowed, their eyes closed, and they drifted together into a warm and pleasant sleep.