Eric returned to the Chronivac’s merging function and entered Ricardo as Subject 1.
He then clicked on the field “Subject 2 and a list popped up:
Baen/Johan
Eric
This caused Eric to pause. He knit his brow, originally he had planned just to mix Ricardo into the merged stud, creating an even hotter stud for him to play with, but now he was not so sure about this plan anymore. Giggling he hovered the cursor over his own name. Selecting himself to merge with Ricardo would mean the end of his life as he knew it, he’d be fused with his buddy into a completely new man. He was dimly aware that this sounded like something undesirable, as he would no longer have a saying about his own destiny. But truth be told, this made the whole idea seem even hotter to him. It was ridiculous and irresponsible and frisky as hell and he wanted it! He clicked on his own name and pressed enter.
The Chronivacs power immediately started to work, Eric could feel it softening and liquefying his body for the imminent merger. And so, he noted with a smirk, did Ricardo.
The blond, Cuban dreamboat stirred up from the embrace of the merged stud, stood up and looked over at Eric. A smile appeared on his face as he winked at him and turned to face Eric, holding out his arms wide open to receive his friend and becoming one with him.
The anticipation almost killed Eric, every limb, every muscle and sinew in his body was tensed with sexual energy. In a moment this exploded as he removed his clothes and jumped at Ricardo, diving straight for his well toned, olive skinned chest.
The impact was unbelievable, their bodies colliding, melding, mixing, combining. With every breath Eric could feel his and Ricardo’s joined packs heave, sometimes moving in unison, sometimes straining to split or squishing together.
Down below their penises, his own cut one and Ricardo’s uncut one rubbed against each other and finally, their tips merging forming a thick, throbbing flesh bridge between his groin and Ricardo’s frightfully sensitive and producing surges of pleasure with every little tug inflicted onto it by either of the merging men.
Staring to grind against one another they gripped each other’s arms Eric’s pale skin bonding with Ricardo’s olive flesh like clay, producing fleshy, clay-like tendrils and taut layers of skin that stretched between their arms each time their movement pulled them apart again. Sometimes those layers would snap, but soon their skin would squish together again, until finally Ricardo’s olive skin had enveloped both their arms, fusing their muscles together into guns of steel like neither man had possessed before. Awestruck Eric tried to flex one of those joined arms and felt his and Ricardo’s power both as his new body-mate joined him in the effort. They watched the muscled dance under the olive skinned flesh then looked at each other, gave each other a smirk and melted into a kiss.
Overcome by pleasure Eric felt his tongue connecting and fusing with Ricardo’s, their lips melding together and soon they flung themselves to the floor, rolling across the room in pleasure and doing so, literally getting rolled into one, a buff, featureless, olive toned flesh mummy.
Inside this mummy, deprived of all their senses but pleasure Eric and Ricardo experienced a literal mindfuck, their two minds fucking and pleasuring each other as they combined. In that moment Eric and Ricardo knew each other deeper and more thoroughly than they had ever thought it possible to know another person. Each thought, desire, memory fear was laid bare, Eric was flooded with memories of Ricardo growing up along the coast, skipping stones across the water, his first night with a girl and....the day he found out he was bisexual, something Ricardo had never revealed even in their tight circle of friends. What followed was an explosion of pleasure like Eric had never known, enveloping his whole being in a white, blinding light as their souls became white hot and melded completely. And so Eric and Ricardo ceased to exist as individuals and gave rise to a single, hot stud, combing the best they both had to offer.
The merged stud fluttered his eyes open and found himself lying in front of a mirror. He was now every bit the muscle stud like the merged Baen and Johan, if not a bit more. Retaining Ricardo’s olive skin and southern features he had Eric’s eyes and pearl white smile. Their hair had merged to a deep chocolate brown, fitting wonderfully with the olive skin. Smiling the Ericardo ran his hand along his chin and then heaved himself up with his mighty arms and stood. Like Baen/Johan Ericardo was left horny as the devil from the merger, so he turned to the other merged muscle stud who, visibly, had enjoyed the show of Eric and Ricardo merging and smirked at him.
“So what now?”
Ericardo could not believe it what had started as four friends had become two lovers, all because of a little machine called the Chronivac.