"Hell no, I'm not going out like this!" Mike yelled, as he furiously wiped himself clean, secretly taking tastes of his own spunk as he did. "Suit yourselves," said Steve, "but I'm not letting some magic weirdo on the beach fuck with my life. I have a job!" He cringed as he thought of bartending in underwear, but decided he had to go through with it. Steve rushed out of the house and left Mike and Ben alone in confusion.
As Steve walked the streets toward his subway stop, he prepared for shouts and stares, but everyone around seemed to act as if his semi-nude state was perfectly normal. Nevertheless he cringed as he brushed by people, feeling their clothed bodies bumping against his own naked skin. His speedo shifted uncomfortably as he walked, and he felt his dick jostling around inside his ass, but was careful not to let himself get aroused.
Finally Steve descended into the subway, somehow magically getting through the turnstile despite not being able to carry a wallet to pay for his fare. He shrugged and jumped onto the car that had just arrived. He saw many open seats, but felt it best not to sit down and put any weight on the dildo wedged deep inside him. Holding a railing, he stood by the door, but as the train moved he felt the vibration of the car start to stir something inside him...
"Ohhhh noooo," Steve moaned as he felt his dildo activate. He tried to hold it in, but only made the orgasm stronger by doing so and soon found himself wildly shooting strings of semen from his nipples. He was appalled to do it in public like this, even if people ignored it, but was soon shocked to discover the other passengers slowly standing up and moving toward him! "Wha--what?!" he stammered as the various strangers began rubbing their hands all over him, then putting them to their mouths. Steve realized that they too were irresistibly drawn to his cum. Soon they began openly licking his naked torso, and the feeling made him starting ejaculating anew, leading to a vicious cycle. By the time he wrenched himself off the train at his stop, he was pantingly heavily and completely moist with a thin layer of cum and saliva.
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Meanwhile, back at the apartment, Mike and Ben chuckled at Steve's folly. "What an idiot," Mike said. "I'm never leaving this apartment--I won't let the people out there stare at my incredibly hot body." "Nor should you!" exclaimed Ben. "Your body is so fucking hot, no one would be able to resist getting all over you." "Likewise," said Mike, a little softer, staring at Ben. "And I mean...we can't let anyone make us orgasm...that tight feeling in my ass when the vibrations begin...and the feeling of my huge chest swelling even bigger, and filling...filling..." "With hot cum," said Ben, as hypnotized now as Mike, as he reached for his friend's heaving pecs. "And the sticky hot feeling as it runs down our bodies...we can't..." They went silent, staring into each other eyes, then began wildly grappling at each other, chests pressed hard together, lips, tongues working at each other insatiably. As they felt the now-familiar movement inside themselves, they pushed hard against a wall, grinding their bucking pelvises together, and finally felt the semen bursting from their nipples and streaming in the tight space between their interlocked bodies. Finally breaking free from their kiss, they started licking each others' torsos, almost delirious.