Aiden picked his way through the dense crowd of men as he made his way to the bathroom. There was a raucous group of beefy roadworkers at one table, shouting at the television and groping their narrow-waisted water, not that he seemed to mind. A group of skinny men giggled as they argued over songs to pick from the machine. Aiden stumbled, and a big hand grabbed him from falling, his hands lingering on Aiden’s chest and butt a little longer than necessary. Aiden pulled free of the crowd and walked down the narrow hallway to the bathrooms. There was only one door where there would normally be two; Aiden shrugged and pushed the door open.
The restroom was surprisingly clean; a line of urinals against one wall and a few stalls and sinks against the other. Aiden approached the urinal but as his hand brushed against his flat crotch he remembered he couldn’t really use it anymore. He sighed and turned to one of the stalls, groaning this time when he saw the stalls all lacked doors. He picked the one by the corner, unbuckling his pants and sitting down on the seat. As he was finishing up, he heard the door open and a heavy pair of footsteps clomp into the room, coming to a stop before the urinal. Aiden quickly stood up and pulled on his pants, flushing the toilet and walking out just as he was doing up his belt. He found one of the beefy roadcrew guys standing before the urinal, his big hand shaking his long, thick cock dry. The man turned to see him, a dimply smile spreading across his thickly stubbled face.
“Hey there, pussyboy,” he growled, turning slightly so that Aiden could get a better view of his cock and low hanging balls. “Enjoying the sight of a real man?” he teased, his hand lifting up his hoodie and his shirt to expose a heavy, hairy belly.
Aiden wanted to tell him to fuck off, but his mind felt a little hazy as he stared at the man’s growing schlong. He could smell something in the air, something woody and musty, a strong virile smell that made Aiden’s chest feel light and his pussy wet. He wanted to touch the man’s hardening cock and hold his heavy balls in his hands, but a nagging part of him reminded of Mark, brooding back at the bar. The man saw his conflict and laughed.
“I saw you from across the bar with the old man,” he said, Aiden feeling a pang of annoyance at Mark being called ‘old’. “He should have you taking his load more often, otherwise horny pussyboys like you wander off into trouble.”
Aiden’s mouth watered as the man’s cock came to full mast, hanging almost to his thick knees and bobbing with his heartbeat. “Go ahead, pussyboy. Have a taste. I’ll make sure your old man doesn’t give you a hard time.” He turned to face Aiden and offered him his cock.
Aiden couldn’t help but come to his knees, his hand reaching out taking the heavy cock by the middle of the shaft; it was warm and thick, a little smaller than mark but rivalling his thickness. He took the bulbous head into his mouth, pushing back the foreskin and smiling to himself as the man took a deep breath and his cockhead flared in Aiden’s mouth.
“That’s it boy, now take it deeper. I know you can.” He sneered. Aiden grunted and pushed himself deeper onto the dick, straightening his head so the schlong could slide smoothly down his throat. The big man grunted as he bottomed out, Aiden enjoying the sensation of the man’s cock resting deep in his chest in spite of himself, before the man took a firm grip of Aiden’s head and began to powerfully fuck his face. Aiden’s hand found its way into his pants as the man grunted and thrust against him, his enormous balls jostling against Aiden’s face.
“I knew you’d enjoy my cock,” he grunted as Aiden fingered and rubbed himself under his pants. “I’m going to enjoy giving this same cock to your man later.” He promised. He quickened his pace and then let out a deep, growling breath has his balls heaved and his giant cock released a heavy load of cum into Aiden’s stomach. He held himself there for a moment and caught his breath before pulling his long schlong out of Aiden’s mouth. Aiden got up off his knees, wiping his mouth and expecting the man to buckle himself up, but the man stood there with a shit-eating grin on his face.
“We’re not done just yet, boy. Especially not now that you ate my cum.” He said with relish.
“Oh, shit, I forgot!” he cursed aloud, still able to feel the glowing warmth in the pit of his stomach.
“That’s right, bitch. Now get back on your knees and suck my balls. I have some tasks for you.” He commanded, staring down at him. Aiden found his knees unconsciously bending, his body leaning forward and his head tilting as he reached out to take on of the man’s giant balls into his mouth.
“Good boy,” he purred, as Aiden gently massaged each nut with his mouth and tongue. “Now, when we’re all finished here, you’re gonna go back to your old man up at the bar. You’re gonna tell him what you let me do to you here in the bathroom. And then,” he groaned as Aiden began licking along his perineum and back up to his hefty sack. “And then, you’re gonna tell him that if he wants to keep your tight little ass, he has to fight me for it.” He purred. Aiden moaned as the commands of his new master fell onto his shoulders, making him feel wet and warm and attack the strangers heavy nuts with gusto. He wanted to let go and return to feasting on the man’s giant cock, but the Mark’s rules prevented him from leaving the task at hand.
“You’re a good little slut,” he commented, lightly slapping Aiden’s cheeks. “Now get my balls out of my mouth and get out there and do as you’re told.” He commanded, stepping back to let Aiden breath. Aiden was about to stand up when the man growled, “Wait!” Aiden froze as the man pulled up his big cock and wiped the tip on Aiden’s cheek, leaving a little streak of cum. “There,” he chuckled, snaking his cock back down his pant leg. “That’ll make him happy,” he turned to the sink and began rinsing his hands. Not waiting to be told twice, Aiden turned and walked out of the bathroom, not daring to wipe the cum from his cheek.
He came back into the bar, getting a few awkward looks and pointed laughs as he made his way back to his seat. Mark was leaning back against his chair casually, smoking a cigar and staring at the game on the television. He looked down to see Aiden approaching him, laughing when he noticed his roughed-up appearance.
“Make a new friend in the bathroom?” he asked, wiping the cum off Aiden’s face with a bar napkin.
“I have something I need to tell you.” Aiden said, staring at the ground.
“Oh?”
“I ran into a…man…in the bathroom, and I…I sucked him off.” He finally forced out.
Mark chuckled. “I can see that. Judging by the guys face, you did a pretty good job.” Aiden turned to look and saw the man had rejoined his crew buddies, passing around high-fives and fist bumps while the man glowered at him eagerly from across the room.
Aiden sighed. “And he said that if you want to keep my tight little ass, you’re gonna have to fight for it.” He said, unsure of how Mark would react.
But Mark just smirked and stamped out his cigar. “You broke down faster than I thought, but I’m happy. Now you’ll get to see how boys like you are made in this world.” He said, getting up and finishing his whiskey.
“Wait, you’re actually gonna fight him?” asked Aiden in disbelief.
Mark shrugged as he started unbuttoning his shirt. “Of course; I gotta win my boy back.” he winked, striding past him and crossing the room to where the roadcrew guys were parked. The man who Aiden sucked off stood up from his chair, puffing up his chest and sauntering forward to meet him.
“I had a good time with your boy back there,” he sneered, taking a sip from his beer.
“Well, I hope you enjoyed it, because that’s the last time that little whip of yours is gonna see any action for a long time.” Mark rumbled in response.
The man rolled his eyes and said, “I don’t normally fuck older men, but for you I’ll make an exception.” He guffawed.
“Enough running, boys,” shouted Pat the bartender. “Let your cocks do the talking.” The men in the room cheered and began standing up, howling and rooting with excitement. Mark and the crewman left the bar, closely followed by Aiden, the crewman’s buddies, and some of the other men from the bar. He followed them to the yard behind the bar, where the cooks hung out to smoke. Mark shrugged out of his shirt and handed it to Aiden while the crewman did the same, exposing a muscled chest and hard belly coated in a layer of beer fat and eclectic tattoos. The other men spread out into a circle around them as the two pulled off their belts and left their pants unbuttoned. The two men paced around each other for a few moments, sizing each other up.
“I’m about to get me two hot pussyboys tonight,” the crewman gloated. “Maybe I’ll have you two treat my bros toa good time.” He grinned lecherously. But mark said nothing, lunging and tackling the man to the ground. The two men struggled, grunting and groaning as each tried to pin the other in a prone position. As they continued to struggle, Aiden could see their cocks growing harder and longer, the bulging heads peaking out of the waists of their jeans. They huffed and swore at each other, growing sweaty and scuffed from the dirt beneath them. Aiden watched with the other men, the bigger one’s cheering and the smaller ones ogling the men’s cocks as they flopped about with their motions. Eventually, Mark was able to pin the crewman on his back, holding both of his arms behind his back with one hand. With the other, he began to pull down the crewman’s jeans, exposing his hairy ass.
“If you give up now, I’ll leave you half a man,” he warned, laying his cock between the crewman’s ass cheeks. His buddies hooted and moaned in disappointment while the other men cheered Mark on.
“Fuck you!” he grunted, struggling to throw Mark off, but to no avail. Mark laughed and pulled his hips back, letting his cock fall below the man’s ass so that the head rested against the space between his balls and his ass.
The man groaned as Mark rubbed the head of his cock against his perineum, and his resolve quickly broke. “Wait!” he cried out, as Mark began to push, “Please don’t take my cock!” he begged.
“Too late,” Mark chuckled, before he huffed and forced himself against the crewman’s ass. The man moaned as Mark’s cock entered him and quickly disappeared into a rapidly forming cavity in the man’s body. He sighed as Mark plunged himself deeper into him, wrapping a big arm around his neck and pulling them both upward so that they were resting on their knees. Aiden could see that with each thrust, the man’s sock grew shorter and thinner, his balls shrinking slightly as they pulled up against his body. The man gasped as they sunk into him; Aiden watched Mark thrust his cock faster and smoother into the crewman’s new cunt; the man’s cock continued to dwindle until all that was left was a red and angry looking clitoris. Mark chuckled and huffed as he felt the man’s resistance growing weaker until eventually, he supported his own weight, bracing himself on his hands and knees while mark continued to pound him into completion. The man’s eyes were closed, his lips contorted in a whimpering grimace; it was a stark contrast to how Aiden had seen the man look while he had been sucking him off. Even now as he watched, he could feel the influence of the man’s cum diminishing as he watched Mark expertly and literally emasculate this man right in front of him. The man moaned and arched his back as he came, with Mark quickly following suit, slamming himself deeply into the man one final time before blowing his heavy load deep inside of him.
Mark growled and bent his massive chest over the crewman’s body, clutching him close as the last of their orgasm passed them. He pulled himself out of the crewman, who let out a yelp of shock as he fell slightly forward, still trying to catch his breath. One of his hands reached between his legs and he sighed when his fingers felt the damp, loose opening of his new pussy. Mark stood up and pulled his pants back on, taking his belt and his shirt from Aiden’s outstretched hand.
“Whatever you did to my boy in the bathroom, I doubt it felt like that!” He laughed, shrugging into his shirt and not bothering to re-do the buttons.
The crewman stood up, his shaking hands reaching for his pants to pull them up; Aiden noticed that his legs seemed slimmer. In fact, his height and weight seemed to have been reduced slightly, and the man’s face even looked a little less rugged and harsh.
“That was fucking amazing, dude, but please don’t make me do anything crazy.” He begged.
Mark ignored his request and said. “Stop buckling your pants.” He ordered. The man gulped and stopped. “Show your friends your new pussy.” He commanded with a smirk. The crewman blushed and turned to show his friends his new, freshly-minted pussy. The men gasped and pointed, muttering slurs to each other as they stooped down to get a better look.
“Damn, Cody! Didn’t think such a sweet looking pussy could be fucked out of a guy looking like you!” and they all laughed, Mark and Aiden joining in.
“Your friends seem happy with the new you. How about this: for my last command, you’ll go home with your ‘buddies’, and you’ll entertain every command they give you. Maybe if you can keep off the tap long enough, your dick will grow back.” he chortled, giving Cody a light pat on the cheek. Mark took another cigar out of his pocket, pausing to light it and pulling Aiden close to his side. “Keep him full and happy, boys” Mark said over his shoulder as the two went back into the bar.
They resumed their seats, no one daring to take their places after Mark’s victorious display. Mark took his seat, and Aiden found himself possessed with the urge to sit in his man’s lap. Mark grinned as Aiden climbed up, resting his hand on Mark’s hard hairy chest and taking the whiskey glass from his big hand so he could have a seat.
“That was a pretty hot sight, Daddy.” He said, handing Mark the drink back.
“Did you like that, baby?” he asked genuinely, pulling him close for a strong kiss.
“Yes.” He giggled as Mark’s beard tickled against his soft skin. “Can all the men here do that?” he asked. He saw the door open and one of the crewmen come lurching in, a stupid grin on his face as he zipped up his jeans.
“If they have a cock.” He said proudly, flexing his bulge beneath Aiden’s ass to emphasize.
“And then what happens?” He continued, waving his hand to dispel Mark’s cigar smoke, noticing another satisfied looking crewmen step through the door.
“If they lay off the D, nothing. Their cock grows back in a few days, minus a few inches of course,” he chuckled. “Those belong to the man who fucks your cock away. But if you keep going back for more…” he trailed off.
“Your pussy becomes permanent.” Aiden finished, and Mark nodded. They both turned to the door and laughed as the other two crewmen shuffled in, followed by the man Mark had just fucked, a sheepish look on his red face. “That guy ain’t coming back.” Aiden predicted, yawning.
“Oh no, that slut is the roadcrew’s problem now.” Mark mused, checking his watch.
“It’s getting late, Daddy,” Aiden said, leaning his head on Mark’s shoulder. Mark put his hand on Aiden’s back.
“Its barely passed midnight, babe. Let’s stay a little longer. Maybe we can catch another fight!” he grinned.
Aiden looked up at Mark coyly. “I didn’t say I wanted to sleep.” Mark grunted and quickly put out his cigar. Aiden hopped off of his lap while Mark stood up, extracting his wallet and adjusting himself. He threw a wad of cash and a nod at Pat, who grinned wolfishly and returned the nod. As they made to leave the bar, Aiden made sure to catch the fucked crewman’s eye and give him a wink and a kiss, laughing his way out the door when the man blushed and put his face into his hands.
Mark and Aiden walked back around to his truck. It was a short, quiet drive home during which Mark had his thick finger down Aiden’s pants, rubbing in and out of his pussy. When they parked Aiden made to get out of the car on his own but found himself pulled from the seat and thrown over Mark’s shoulder. He laughed as the big man hefted him through the door and deposited him on the couch before dropping his own weight on top of him.
“I want you to fuck me,” Aiden moaned as Mark nibbled at his neck.
“Mmm-hmmm,” Mark hummed, taking Aiden’s earlobe between his teeth.
Aiden gasped, “So, bad…” he muttered, taking a deep breath. Mark began fingering his pussy again, smiling at how wet he was.
“Do you ever want you cock back?” Mark asked him, pressing his thumb against Aiden’s clit.
“Honestly,” he gasped, before Mark relented. “No, this just feels too good.” He smiled and writhed as Mark’s motions returned. “Your cock is all I need.” He purred. Mark beamed and glowed with victory on the inside. He was so close to convincing Aiden to keep this world the way it was. One more night was all it would take.
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Mark unbuckled his pants and shuffled out of them, letting his fat cock slap against Aiden’s chest, staring him in the face.
“It’s all yours, baby,” he said, looking down at him over his powerful chest.
Aiden eagerly scooted himself down so that Mark could feed his cock down his throat, moaning as he flexed his throat and swirled his tongue over his shaft. They shifted their position so that Mark was now reclining on the couch, Aiden dutifully below his legs making love to Mark’s beautiful cock with his throat and tongue. Mark rested his arms over the back of the couch, grinning with pleasure as Aiden worked him to completion. He bellowed and groaned as his cock ejected load after load of cum into Aiden. He felt warm and full as Mark’s cum settled into him, and he looked up to see Mark staring down at him with pride and admiration in his eyes.
“Thanks for cleaning my cock, boy.” He furrowed his brow. “Now get your ass into the bedroom. I’ll be joining you in a moment.” He commanded. Aiden stood up and made to leave, linger long enough for Mark to give Aiden’s ass a powerful slap before he scurried to the bedroom and peeled his clothes off. Mark snickered to himself and fondled his big cock, sighing as he felt the thing become hard and firm again under his will. This chronivac had been the best thing that ever happened to him, he thought. He felt like such a man, having Aiden work his cock like that without having to ask, fucking away that slackjawed crewman’s dick and making him a bitch for his crewmates. He heard a dramatic and impatient sigh come from the bedroom, and Mark stood up to go give his boy the love and attention his boy deserved.