Two weeks have passed since my birthday, and everything feels different. Better. My body keeps changing in ways that make me feel strong and confident, even if I don't totally understand why. Every morning I wake up in Gino's arms—he's been staying over most nights to make sure I get my daily injections—and every morning I check myself in the mirror and see more improvements.
My teammates have definitely noticed.
"Dude, Dusty, what the fuck are you on?" Marcus asks during practice, slapping my ass hard as I bend over to tie my shoe. The impact sends that familiar warm tingle through my hole, and I have to bite my lip to keep from moaning.
"Yeah, man," Jackson adds, our team captain jogging up beside me. He's so tall and handsome, with his chiseled jaw and perfect body. "Your ass is like... twice the size it was a month ago. And you're running faster than anyone on the team."
I feel my face heat up, blushing hard. "Oh, um... it's just this new supplement I'm taking," I say, repeating what Gino told me to say. "It's really been helping with recovery and stuff."
"What supplement?" another teammate asks, crowding around me. "I want some of that!"
I almost blurt out that it's Gino's cum, that he gives me injections every day and sometimes twice a day when I'm feeling extra needy, but I catch myself. Gino said that might seem weird to the other guys, even though it's just medical treatment. I don't really understand why it would be weird, but Gino is smart, so I trust him.
"It's, uh... it's kind of experimental," I stammer, my dumb brain struggling to come up with a good excuse. "Gino is helping me with it. For science stuff."
The guys seem to accept this, though they keep staring at my ass as I run drills. I can feel it bouncing and clapping with each stride, the muscle jiggling in my tight practice shorts. It feels good, powerful. And every time someone's eyes linger on my bubble butt, my hole clenches and gets a little wet.
During water break, I notice a bunch of guys gathered around Lucky—that's what everyone calls Luke, this super cute teammate with wavy blond hair and the prettiest green eyes. He's got these plump pink lips that always look like he just bit them, and his body is almost as built as mine, with nice perky pecs that the guys are always grabbing and squeezing.
"Damn, Lucky, your ass is getting huge too!" someone shouts, and there's laughter.
I jog over and see Lucky blushing, his face bright red as guys take turns slapping and groping his bubble butt. It does look bigger—a lot bigger. Round and firm, straining against his shorts. Something about the way it jiggles makes my hole clench hard, and I feel a trickle of that sweet honey start to leak into my jockstrap.
Lucky catches my eye and gives me this confused, almost desperate look. I tilt my head like a confused puppy, wondering what's wrong. He just shakes his head and jogs back onto the field.
Practice ends, and I'm so ready to get home to Gino. My hole has been tingling all day, getting wetter and needier with each passing hour. I need my injection. But first, I have to shower.
The locker room is loud and chaotic as usual, full of naked guys toweling off and joking around. I grab my stuff and head to the showers, picking a stall in the back corner where it's a little more private. The warm water feels amazing on my smooth, muscular body, and I let out a soft sigh of relief.
My hand drifts down between my legs, past my half-hard cock, to my smooth hole. It's so wet, drooling that clear honey-like fluid. I rub my fingers over my entrance, and pleasure sparks through me. I bite my lip and moan softly, thinking about Gino's huge cock, about how good it feels when he pushes inside me and fills me up with his cum.
"Psst."
I freeze, my fingers still pressed against my slippery hole. The sound came from the stall next to mine.
"Psst, Dustin."
I recognize the voice. "Lucky?" I whisper, pulling my hand away and peeking around the curtain.
Lucky is in the adjacent stall, his face bright red, water streaming down his cute face. "Hey, um... can I talk to you?"
"Sure, buddy," I say, smiling. "What's up?"
He glances around nervously, making sure no one else is nearby. Most of the guys have already left. "I... I've been feeling some changes. Over the last couple days. And I don't know what's wrong with me."
My puppy-like brain perks up. "What kind of changes?"
"I can't... I can't really say," he stammers, looking embarrassed.
"C'mon, Lucky," I say gently. "We've been friends for years. You can tell me anything."
He hesitates, then slowly pulls back his shower curtain, revealing his naked body.
My eyes go wide.
Lucky's body looks different. His pecs are perkier, slightly bigger than before, sitting high on his chest like two perfect mounds. His waist looks tighter, more defined. But it's his ass that makes me gasp. His bubble butt is huge—round and smooth and perfect, just like mine. Maybe even a little bigger.
"Whoa," I breathe, staring. "Lucky, your butt is..."
"I know!" he whimpers, turning to show me the full view. His cheeks are perfectly round, smooth and muscular. "It just started getting bigger a few days ago, and I don't know why. And there's this... this feeling..."
He trails off, looking so confused and scared. And that's when I remember what Gino told me. About the condition. About what happens if guys like us don't get regular cum injections.
"Lucky," I say, my voice excited. "I think you have the same thing I have!"
"What?" He blinks at me, his green eyes wide.
"It's this condition," I explain, stepping into his stall. The water from both showers creates a warm, steamy atmosphere. "Your body starts making natural juice in your... in your hole. And you need regular cum injections to help with it."
"Cum injections?" Lucky looks even more confused.
"Yeah! It's like medicine. Gino explained it all to me." I'm talking fast now, excited to help my friend. "But Lucky, there's something else. Gino said if guys with this condition go more than three days without an injection, they can go into something called 'heat.' Your hole won't stop leaking and you get really hot and delusional and you need cum really bad."
Lucky's face goes pale. "I... I've been feeling really weird for a few days now. Hot and tingly and... and wet."
"How long?" I ask urgently.
"Maybe... maybe four days?" he whispers.
"Oh no," I say, my dumb brain finally understanding. "Lucky, you're in heat. We need to help you right away."
"Help me how?" he asks desperately.
I move behind him, my hands gentle on his hips. "Let me check, okay? I need to see if it's the same as mine."
He nods, trusting me completely. I grab the soap and start lathering up his huge bubble butt, my hands sliding over the smooth, firm muscle. Lucky gasps at the touch, his body shivering. I spread his cheeks slowly, and there it is—his tight pink hole, winking and clenching, drooling thick streams of clear, honey-like fluid.
"Oh fuck," I breathe. "Lucky, you're leaking so much."
"Is that bad?" he whimpers.
"No, but it means you really need help." I drop to my knees behind him, the warm shower water cascading over both of us. "I know how to make you feel better. Gino does this for me all the time."
Before he can ask what I mean, I lean forward and press my tongue against his slippery hole.
"Oh god!" Lucky cries out, his hands slapping against the tiled wall for support.
I moan at the taste. Lucky's pussy honey is so sweet, like candy, maybe even sweeter than mine. I lap at his entrance, my tongue sliding through the slick fluid, circling his tight ring of muscle. His hole clenches and unclenches against my tongue, and more honey gushes out.
"Dustin," Lucky moans, his voice high and needy. "What are you—oh fuck, that feels so good!"
I don't answer. I just keep licking and kissing his smooth pink hole, doing exactly what Gino does to me. My own jock pussy starts throbbing and drooling, getting hot and needy from the taste and the sounds Lucky is making. I push my tongue inside him, and his tight hole gives way easily, letting me in.
Lucky is gasping and moaning so loud I'm worried someone will hear, but I can't stop. He tastes too good, and he needs this. His hole is so wet, gushing honey all over my face. I slurp it up eagerly, pushing my tongue deeper, fucking him with it.
Then I remember something else Gino does. I pull back slightly and bring my hand up, delivering a hard smack to Lucky's huge bubble butt.
The sound echoes through the shower—a loud, wet SMACK. Lucky's ass cheek jiggles and wobbles, the muscle rippling from the impact. Water splashes everywhere.
"Oh fuck!" Lucky screams, his hole clenching hard.
I do it again, spanking his other cheek, watching it jiggle and bounce. Then I shove my tongue back inside him, deeper than before. Lucky is pushing back against my face now, grinding his huge ass on my mouth, smothering me with those perfect cheeks.
"More," he begs, his voice desperate and needy. "Please, Dustin, more!"
I pull my tongue out and push two fingers into his smooth pink pussy alongside where my tongue was. His hole stretches around them easily, so wet and slippery. I curl my fingers, searching for that spot inside him that Gino always finds in me.
When I hit it, Lucky's whole body convulses.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god!" he chants, his voice breaking.
I press harder, rubbing that spot while I lick around my fingers, and suddenly Lucky is squirting. Clear fluid gushes out of his hole, splashing all over my face, mixing with the shower water. His hole spasms and clenches around my fingers as he rides out what must be his first pussygasm.
I keep fingering him through it, gentle now, helping him come down. When he finally stops shaking, I pull my fingers out and kiss each of his bubble butt globes softly.
"Thank you," Lucky pants, his voice weak. "Thank you so much, Dustin. I feel so much better."
"You're welcome, buddy," I say, smiling up at him.
Then we hear it. A deep, rough moan from the entrance to the shower area.
"Oh fuck."
Both Lucky and I turn to see Jackson standing there, completely naked, his massive cock standing straight up. And I mean massive—it has to be at least eleven inches, thick and veiny, the head dark red and leaking so much precum it's dripping onto the tile floor.
Jackson is staring at us with his mouth open, his eyes dark and hungry. He's so tall and ripped, with perfect abs and thick thighs and arms that look like they could lift a car. His handsome face is flushed, and he's breathing hard.
I realize how we must look. Two dumb, smooth jock himbos with huge bubble asses, naked and wet in the steamy shower, Lucky's hole still dripping and winking, my face covered in his pussy honey.
"Captain," I say, my voice coming out breathy. "Um... hi."
Jackson steps into the stall with us, his eyes moving between Lucky's ass and my face. "What... what's going on here?"
I stand up quickly, my own cock half-hard now. "Lucky needs help," I explain earnestly. "He's in heat. He needs a cum injection or else he might not be ready to play in tomorrow's game."
Jackson blinks at me, clearly confused. "A what?"
I look down at his huge, throbbing cock, then back up at his face. He's so dumb and sweet, just like me and Lucky. He doesn't understand. So I do what Gino taught me.
I reach down and wrap my hand around Jackson's massive shaft, stroking it slowly. It's so thick I can barely get my fingers around it, and it's leaking so much precum that my hand slides easily.
"Oh fuck," Jackson groans, his hips jerking forward.
"You need to unload your cum deep inside Lucky," I explain, stroking him steadily. "It'll help him feel better. It's like medicine."
Jackson looks down at his cock in my hand, then over at Lucky, who has turned around and is now bent forward with his hands on the tiled wall. Lucky's back is arched, his huge bubble ass pushed out, his hole visible between his cheeks—pink and wet and winking. His perky pec tits hang down slightly, sudsy and perfect.
He looks like a himbo bubble butt angel.
"I..." Jackson swallows hard. "I should help him?"
"You're the team captain," I say, nodding encouragingly. "You have to help your teammates."
"Yeah," Jackson says, his dumb brain processing this. "Yeah, I should help."
He steps forward, and I guide his cock between Lucky's bubble cheeks. The thick shaft slides through the valley of Lucky's ass, and both of them moan. Lucky's hole is gushing now, so wet that Jackson's cock is immediately coated in slick honey.
"Please," Lucky whimpers, looking back over his shoulder. "Please help me, Captain. I need it so bad."
"Okay," Jackson breathes. "Okay, I'll help you, Lucky."
He positions his cock at Lucky's entrance, and I watch as he slowly starts to push inside. Lucky's tight pink hole stretches around the fat head of Jackson's cock, and Lucky lets out a sound that's almost a scream.
"Oh god!" Lucky cries, his fingers scrabbling at the tile. "Oh god, it's so big!"
"Am I doing it right?" Jackson asks, looking at me with genuine concern.
I nod, my own hand drifting down to rub my smooth, dripping jock pussy. My other hand wraps around my eight-inch cock, stroking slowly. "You're doing great, Captain. Keep going."
Jackson pushes deeper, inch by inch, and we all watch as his massive cock disappears into Lucky's hole. Lucky's bubble butt is stretched obscenely around Jackson's shaft, the muscle quivering and jiggling with each small movement.
"So tight," Jackson groans. "Fuck, Lucky, your... your pussy is so tight."
Lucky just moans in response, his eyes rolling back. He's gooning out already, lost in the sensation of being filled so completely.
When Jackson is finally buried balls-deep inside Lucky, he pauses, breathing hard. "Now what?"
"Now you thrust" I say, my voice breathy as I rub my own needy hole. "You move in and out. It'll feel really good."
Jackson nods and slowly pulls back until just the head of his cock is inside Lucky, then pushes back in. Lucky's huge wet bubble butt jiggles and bounces with the movement, the cheeks clapping together.
"Oh fuck," both Jackson and I say at the same time.
Jackson starts moving faster, finding a rhythm. His hips slap against Lucky's ass with wet, obscene sounds—plap, plap, plap. Lucky's hole is so wet that fluid is running down both their thighs, mixing with the shower water.
Lucky's warm, tight jock pussy clamps down hard on Jackson's cock, and Jackson grunts, his movements becoming more forceful. He reaches around Lucky's body, trying to hold him steady, and his hands land on Lucky's big, sudsy pec tits.
"Oh!" Jackson gasps, squeezing them. "Your... your chest..."
"Yes!" Lucky squeals as Jackson squeezes his pecs and thrusts harder. "Touch them, Captain! Touch my tits!"
Jackson kneads Lucky's pec tits as he pounds into him, hitting spots deep inside that make Lucky squeal and squirt. Clear fluid splashes onto Jackson's hard abs, and Jackson groans, fucking even harder.
The shower is filled with the sounds of wet skin slapping, moaning, and the spray of water. I'm stroking my cock faster now, rubbing my dripping hole, watching my teammates.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Jackson chants, spanking Lucky's ass hard. The sound echoes, and Lucky's cheeks jiggle wildly. "Your ass is so perfect, Lucky. So big and round."
"Harder!" Lucky begs, completely lost in pleasure. "Harder, Captain!"
I squirt a little just from watching them, my own pussygasm building. "You're doing so good," I encourage, my voice high and needy. "You're such a good captain, Jackson. Helping your teammate."
Jackson is slamming into Lucky now, his muscles flexing with the effort. Then suddenly he stops, pulls out, and lifts Lucky up in his arms like he weighs nothing.
"Whoa," I breathe, impressed.
Jackson turns Lucky around so Lucky's back is against the tiled wall, his big legs wrapped around Jackson's waist. Then Jackson pushes back inside, and this new angle makes Lucky scream.
"Oh god!" Lucky cries, his arms wrapping around Jackson's neck. "So deep! You're so deep, Captain!"
Jackson holds Lucky up easily, his strong arms flexing as he pounds up into him. His eyes are locked on Lucky's big pec tits, watching them bounce with each thrust. Lucky's eyes roll back, his mouth open in a constant moan, and then he's squirting again, his pussy clenching and gushing all over Jackson's cock.
"That's it," I moan, stroking myself faster. "Give it to him, Captain. Fill him up."
Jackson buries his face in the crook of Lucky's neck, his hips moving frantically now. "Gonna... gonna help you," he groans against Lucky's skin. "Gonna be the best captain. Gonna take care of my team."
"Yes!" Lucky moans, his voice breaking. "You're the best captain! The best!"
"Fuck!" Jackson slams in balls-deep and holds there, his whole body going rigid. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming inside you, Lucky!"
I watch as Jackson's cock throbs, pumping what must be a huge load deep into Lucky's jock pussy. Lucky gasps and moans, his hole clenching rhythmically, milking every drop. His face is blissful, relieved, like he's finally getting what he desperately needed.
Jackson keeps grinding deep, making sure Lucky gets every last bit of his cum. When he finally stops throbbing, he carefully pulls out. His cock is still half-hard, glistening with Lucky's honey and his own cum.
No cum leaks out of Lucky's hole. Just like mine, his pussy drinks it all in.
Jackson sets Lucky down gently, and Lucky's legs are shaking so much he has to lean against the wall. He's panting and smiling, looking dazed and satisfied.
"Thank you, Captain," Lucky breathes. "I feel so much better."
Jackson grins, looking proud of himself. "Yeah? Good. That's what teammates do. We help each other."
I'm still stroking my cock, my hole throbbing with need. Watching them fuck was so hot, and now I'm desperate for my own injection. I need Gino. I need his huge cock inside me, filling me up, making me feel complete.
"I gotta go," I say, my voice urgent. "I need to... I have to see Gino."
Lucky and Jackson both look at me, their dumb, satisfied faces making me smile despite my desperation.
"You need an injection too?" Lucky asks, his voice sweet and concerned.
"Yeah," I whimper, rubbing my dripping hole. "Really bad."
"Go," Jackson says, still grinning. "Take care of yourself, Dusty. And hey—" he looks between me and Lucky, "—maybe we should all talk about this supplement thing. Seems like it's really working."
I nod eagerly, not really understanding what he means but agreeing anyway. Then I quickly rinse off, grab my stuff, and practically run out of the locker room.
All I can think about is getting to Gino, climbing onto his lap, and sinking down on his perfect cock. My hole is clenching and drooling, leaving a wet spot in my shorts as I rush across campus.
I'm so lucky to have such a helpful friend. And now Lucky has Jackson to help him too.
Everything is working out perfectly.
Even if I don't fully understand why.