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Didn't write it, not responsible for it. Enjoy it!
-Lisa Blades



   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. 


(c) 1992 by John White.  Redistribution permitted as long as the
contents are 
not changed.