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o This part of my collection offers a very wide variety of stories. o
o They have been submitted by people from all over the world. Also from o
o alt.sex.stories (Newsgroups). There is no particular order to this o
o section of my collection, other than offering them to you in alpha- o
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o I don’t believe in categorizing things. "I don’t want to be typed o
o therefore I don’t type things myself." I think it’s a lot more fun to o
o browse around and find 'little' surprises, and topics that you might o
o not have even thought of looking for. I hope you enjoy your time among o
o Kristen’s book shelf directories. o
o Lest we forget!!! This story was produced as adult entertainment o
o and should not be read by minors. Thank you, Kristen Becker o
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Adaptability
by Dafydd Cyhoeddwr
Jason was a very special child. Perfect, in fact. Though he started out
to be the ugliest baby in the maternity ward, by the time he was taken home he
had somehow become the most beautiful.
All through school, he never got sick - not once. Always healthy, always
beautiful in a masculine way, always the darling of his teachers and always
making his parents proud. He was everything a parent could want.
When puberty came, it unsettled him but not so as anyone would notice. But
where he had before done things for others, he thereafter began to do things
for himself. Like Tracy.
Tracy was a beautiful, bright young girl in highschool, a year ahead of
Freshman Jason. He set his sights on her body and very soon got to give away
his virginity. Fortunately Tracy wasn't a virgin, so she could help him
please her. That first night, he learned how to please a woman with his
fingers, tongue, and cock, and he really liked being her student: not the
learning part (which was very exciting), but the state of being subject to her
- *that* really turned him on and kept him going non-stop until almost dawn.
They were together for a little more than a year, and as time went on
Jason became more and more like the ideal person to for Tracy. It was almost
as if he changed, physically and mentally, into Tracy's dream-man - which was
more or less correct!
Jason had been about 5'-10" tall, sandy-blond, blue-eyed, very handsome in
an almost beautiful, angelic way when he first bedded Tracy. His body had
been lean and trim - he had been on the track, soccer and swim teams, and so
didn't need massive muscles. He had had very little body hair - just a
sprinkling on his arms and legs, short underarm tufts, and a very abbreviated
pubic bush around his seven inch cock and egg-sized scrotum.
But, by the time he and Tracy split up because she had to relocate with
her family to the other end of the state to follow her father's job, he had
grown three inches (two years after what should have been his last growing
spurt), and his hair had lightened into near silver-blond. His eyes had
deepened in color to green. His face was subtly different, hard to detect how
even *with* before and after photographs. It was, perhaps, only more
masculine - less beautiful, but still as handsome as before. His body had
filled out like he had lifted weights non-stop the whole 14 months (which he
had not). Large, flat, hard pecs, bulging biceps, washboard stomach, thick,
almost massive thighs and rock hard calves. There was no longer any hair on
his body from his neck down, including his groin. And in reference to that
area, his cock had also inflated - it had become 9 1/2 inches long and two
inches around, while his scrotum had swelled to the size of a baseball.
The most amazing part of his transformation was that no one noticed it.
Tracy grew closer and closer to him, finding more and more fulfillment in
their relationship as he met more and more of her needs, but she had no real
idea why this was happening.
They kept up their 'teacher-student' relationship all through their time
together, although by the end it had become 'mistress-slave' outright. Also,
his grades began to dive - Tracy hated intelligent men.
And then she left. Jason's parents had expected him to be heartbroken,
but he had no problem with the separation emotionally. He was once again
under the influence of his parents and he reverted to his 'original' state,
including mentally. His grades went back up and everything returned to
normal.
Jason stayed solitary for the rest of his highschool years: his need for
sex had dimmed after Tracy. The dip in his grades hadn't been drastic enough
nor prolonged enough to affect his chances for college, and the August after
he graduated highschool he went away for the first time, to a state university
in Missouri.
While he was away his first year, and accidental fire killed his parents,
leaving him alone in the world. That affected him more than Tracy's leaving
had, and his roommate, a football lineman named Stan, had to do a good deal of
consoling.
Of course, Jason had from the first day in the dorm come under Stan's
influence. So while he had left home a tall, slim, but well developed,
handsome young man, by the time the call came he had changed. This time,
instead of transforming into a hulk he had become - well, not a exactly a wimp
but almost.
He had shrunk to 5'-6", and gotten even skinnier. His looks hadn't really
changed and he had become even smarter, but he seemed somehow weaker, younger,
less mature.
What Stan wanted, you see, was someone to protect, to be a big brother to.
And Jason changed to fit the bill. Then, when Jason's personal crisis came,
Stan's goals altered.
Jason began, soon after he had recovered from the loss of his parents, to
have strange feelings toward Stan. He had always felt subordinate to the
older, more commanding man, and looked up to him. But now, he wanted more
than praise from him. Sex was again becoming part of his life, but this time
it was man-to-man sex he needed.
He took to wearing less and less in the room until finally he wore only
the briefest of Italian bikini underwear. His cock and balls (which, unlike
the rest of him, had returned to the size they had been under Tracy's
influence) made a sizeable basket which wasn't really concealed at all by the
skimpy cloth he wore - especially since his cock was usually erect.
Finally the pressure got to be too much. One night, Jason lay on his bed
in a pair of purple briefs, doing his Calc homework. Stan sat at his desk
going over a playbook, and his stereo was playing a local rock station.
After an hour of this, Stan flipped off his lamp and wend over to his bed,
stretching out on it on his back.
Jason looked up and closed his books. He rolled over on his side, his
cock tenting his briefs as usual, and said, "Uh, Stan...un, how come you don't
date?"
Stan looked over at him and answered, "I don't know, kid. Why?"
"D-do you ever have sex?"
"Sometimes."
"Could you ma-maybe p-please...um, I...um...What do you think of gay men?"
Stan just stared at him for a moment with smouldering eyes, and then said,
"Why don't you come over here and find out, kid?"
Jason smiled and lept from his bed onto Stan's. He leaned down into
Stan's face and kissed him while pushing his hands under Stan's t-shirt and
caressing the older boy's chest. The kiss was very deep and passionate, and
Stan's hands began to move too, gliding up and down the kid's back.
Finally they separated hesitantly. Stan said, "Okay, kid. I'm far too
overdressed for this. Get me out of these clothes."
Jason was eager to comply. He peeled off Stan's t-shirt, then his gym
shorts, and lastly, the athlete's jock strap, freeing the boy's fine 9" and
very hairy cock.
"Okay, kid. You seem to like the sight of my cock. Kiss it. Go ahead,
kiss it."
Jason looked at the cock he had been dreaming of and lusting for, and took
it in his hand. He stroked its hard length for a bit and then he bent over it
and touched his lips to it, giving it a little kiss right on its bifurcated,
rounded head. He licked his lips when the kiss was over, and he liked the
faint taste on them so much that he immediately dove back onto the hard pole,
taking it fully into his mouth and sucking on it like a starving man on a
piece of food.
Jason had never been with a man before, but he was an expert anyway
because Stan didn't want a novice lover, just a young one. He had had several
male lovers before, including his little brother's best friend, and now he
wanted to roll all of them into one person - the skill of an expert, lifetime
cocksucker and the innocence of youth. Jason now fit that bill perfectly.
Jason sucked on Stan's prick like a demon for an age and a half (or so it
seemed to the ecstatic Stan). Half way through, Jason began to use his hands
on Stan's nipples, balls, and asshole, pushing Stan farther and farther over
the edge. Finally Stan came, hosing quarts of cum down Jason's throat.
Then, it was Stan's turn. Laying the kid on his back, he removed the
stretching briefs and freed Jason's cock. But before beginning in on it, he
first started by kissing Jason's entire hairless body. He was particularly
thrilled by the hairlessness of Jason's huge cock - it accentuated perfectly
his apparent youth.
Jason's skin was smooth and faintly male scented, and was soon fully
coated with Stan's saliva. And when Jason was fully relaxed, Stan began to
suck.
Jason's cock tasted exactly like Stan had expected, and like no one else's
ever: tangy, nutty, manly in a primal, essential way. Stan loved it. He
duplicated what Jason had done to him with lips, tongue, and hands, and in
almost exactly the same amount of time, Jason was cumming gobs of salty
whiteness into Stan's mouth.
Then, Stan said, "Okay, kid, lift your legs and grab your knees. It's
time to get fucked!"
Jason complied. Stan shifted closer to Jason's crotch and pointed his
once-again hard cock at the tiny pink asterisk now revealed between Jason's
spread ass-cheeks.
Initial penetration was very easy. Jason's asshole was very malleable,
easy to breach, but it stayed tight around the intruder, gripping Stan's cock
like a rubber glove. Stan began pumping right away, wanting to get as much as
possible out of the thrilling sensation of fucking his cute kid of a roommate.
Jason, meanwhile, was being driven out of his mind by unimaginable
pleasure. Being fucked felt better than any fantasy he had ever had about it,
and he didn't even have to do anything - just lie there and take it. He
thought he might very well die from the pleasure and he didn't mine a bit.
That first fuck lasted for only about 10 minutes, but to both participants
that 1/6th of an hour was stretched to endless proportions by way of pleasure,
so that it seemed like an eternity before Stan felt his cock pulse as it fired
bullets of cum into the ass gripping his prick, and Jason felt his insides
being scalded by rivers of man-cum. Both immediately passed out from
excessive ecstasy, and slept, interlocked by penis and asshole, for the rest
of the night.
Jason and Stan were together for two years. Appearances stayed just about
the same until the end of the school year. His inheritance allowance got the
pair a house for the summer, and over that summer he got even younger -
regressing to about 14 to all appearances. He never left the house, doing the
house work, cooking, being a 'wife' for Stan.
Then, in the two weeks before school started he regained some of his age,
ending up looking about 16, with a little bush of hair growing in about the
base of his monster cock. And, for the whole next year, he stayed looking
about that age. He kept both of them on the Dean's List and both of them
sexually satisfied. Though Stan took a few other lovers, both male and
female, and had some of them fuck his ass, Jason's cock never penetrated any
part of Stan's body except his mouth.
At the end of Jason's sophomore year, Stan's brother Cliff came out to
stay with them in the apartment they rented for that summer. Cliff was just
out of highschool and would be attending their college in the fall. He was
tall (just under 6'), raven haired, built like a runner or cyclist - in short,
much like Jason upon *his* graduation from highschool and much like Jason was
once again, except that Jason seemed younger.
Something clicked between Cliff and Jason from the moment they set eyes on
each other. It was something they hid from Stan unconsciously. Stan had
classes and a lab (trying to make up for his first year's failings with a
stint in summer session), as well as extra-curricular activities that didn't
include either of his 'younger' roommates, so Cliff and Jason were alone alot.
It got so that Cliff eventually took a part-time job to get away from the
strange feelings and uneasy-yet-exciting tension between the two of them.
You see, there was something that was very repressed between Stan and
Cliff too. Someone watching Stan and Jason's relationship from outside might
have noticed the similarities between Jason and Cliff, and linked them to a
real or fantasized relationship between the two brothers. And, after a good
look at their interaction, it seemed obvious that Stan was very attracted to
his brother and Cliff knew it but was uncomfortable about both the incestuous
overtones and the homosexual leanings it displayed.
And Cliff and Jason were also attracted to each other. Cliff was still
uncomfortable about the gay thing - the thought both attracted and repelled
him - but there weren't any other considerations (like incest) to keep him
from going ahead and exploring his feelings with Jason. Still, Cliff had his
hangups and he didn't (think he) want(ed) to explore those feelings, so he
remained uneasy around the 'younger' man.
Finally, things came to a head two months after Cliff arrived. Stan had
to go out of town for a week, which left the Jason and Cliff with every
opportunity to be together. And, Cliff was being worn down little by little
by constant exposure to Jason's allure. Finally, it happened.
Bathrooms are a marvelous opportunity, especially when there is only one
in an apartment and it has no lock on the door. One morning Jason was taking
a shower. As he was drying himself off afterwards, Cliff walked in in his
bikini briefs, looked surprised, then apologetic, and then just looked at the
naked youth. Every single inhibition he had had was totally destroyed by that
sight and he moved slowly into Jason's arms.
After a passionate embrace during which both pairs of hands roamed freely
up and down opposite backs and the two young man fused lips eagerly, Cliff
slid down Jason's body, his tongue out and tasting Jason's skin as he went.
He was soon on his knees with Jason's cock staring him in the face.
Hesitantly at first, then with more and more natural skill and enthusiasm,
Cliff began to suck on the monster cock in front of him. Jason put his hands
on Cliff's head and closed his eyes, reveling in the feelings of the fantastic
blow job.
It wasn't long before Cliff was swallowing cum, and Jason almost fainted
from the pleasure. When he had recovered, he took Cliff's hand, drew him to
the bedroom, and positioned himself to let Cliff fuck him.
Cliff slipped out of his briefs and revealed a cock almost the size of
Jason's. Jason smiled and showed Cliff the lubricant of choice. Cliff
greased them both up and proceeded to fuck Jason through three weird internal
orgasms before finally getting both of their cocks to explode in whiteness.
They had the rest of the week together, and they explored each other
thoroughly. Jason even got to fuck Cliff a few times. Cliff was in heaven,
except for one thing: though he liked Jason's cock, he would really have
preferred a cunt. Not a woman, just a cunt.
On the day that Stan was due back, Jason and Cliff made a decision. They
cleared the apartment of their belongings and secured a motel room, where
Jason made the final arrangements for their move. And, across the country
they set up in a totally new life.
They transferred to another college and got an apartment together. Under
Cliff's sway, Jason again changed, aging up to Cliff's age in all ways. In
fact, they were often taken to be brothers, and sometimes twins.
And Jason changed even more drastically in response to Cliff's wishes than
was obvious from a cursory public view. Gradually, day by day, Jason's cock
shrank until one day he no longer had either cock or balls - he had a cunt and
Cliff's dreams came true. They lived happily ever after as man and man/wife.