Little Friends 5 (mm mc asfr oral anal)
by MReyes8320
Jarrod Lone left the Doctor’s office and proceeded to the bus stop. He saw the college nerd get on the bus headed downtown, and he jumped the #64 which headed to the eastside of town.
He got off the bus and walked the 7 blocks up the street to his home. The house that he lived in was Section 8 housing which his deadbeat father had qualified for after being fired. The house was in shambles, but it was free thanks to the federal government. His father was asleep on the front porch, and his bitch of a girlfriend was tripping on the couch. Jarrod just shook his head and went to his room.
He had tried to stay clean since the pot incident at school that got him thrown from the football team. Jarrod was hanging with his buds after practice. His doped up loser friends had been smoking pot all the way home. He wanted to be cool but had not taken a hit. His coach saw them on his way home. He chased all of them and only caught Jarrod.
He had hoped for a scholarship that would get him out of the hellhole and a chance at a better life, but thanks to his loser friends that seemed to be fucked. He had one more chance; he had a talk with the coach tomorrow to see if he would take Jarrod back on the team.
Jarrod walked into his room and fell into the bed. Suddenly he heard some noise and looked out the window. His neighbors the Ortegas were no better off than him. Their dad was a real charmer and enjoyed disciplining the kids in a rather unique manner. If the kids screwed up he would make them kneel on raw rice for an hour. His buddy Carlos would hang a lot with Jarrod just to get away from his father. Through his neighbor’s window he could see Papa Ortega slapping Carlos and could hear some heated Spanish being exchanged. Next thing Jarrod saw was Carlos going out the back door. Jarrod whistled and Carlos looked up.
“Hey, Jarrod! What’s up?”
“Not much. You okay?”
“Yeah, I just forgot to get his lotto tickets, go figure. The bastard thinks that this is the one to get us out of the poor house. Hahaha!!!”
“You want to come up and hang?” Jarrod asked.
“Sure, as soon as I take my little sister to my Aunt’s house and get the groceries. I should be back in a couple of hours.”
“Cool, see you then!!”
Jarrod suddenly felt dizzy and stood straight up. He tilted his head as if trying to hear something. The first disk was now blinking rapidly. Jarrod turned silently and closed the blinds and pulled his drapes shut. Without a thought, he took off his clothes and lay down on the bed.
A couple of hours later Carlos came to Jarrod’s house. By this time Jarrod’s father and girlfriend had left to find some more drugs, and the house was dark and quiet. Carlos yelled, “Hey Jarrod, you home?”
Nothing… Carlos knew that if Jarrod had fallen asleep he would not hear him so he came into the house and went down the hallway. He came to Jarrod’s room and tapped on the door and opened it. The room was pitch black except for a blinking yellow dot.
Carlos said, “Jarrod, you there? Are you awake?”
Carlos then heard what sounded like gasping.
“Carrrrrlllooosss, Heeelllp meeeee.”
Carlos flicked the light switch, and he could not believe what he saw.
There was Jarrod was on the bed lying naked. He was as pale as a ghost with dark grey lines running throughout his body accenting all his major muscle groups. His eyes were darting wildly in his head, and he looked terrified. The grey lines stopped at the black leather collar Jarrod was wearing. His body was huge and free of all body fat and looked sculpted by a master sculptor. He truly was perfect.
Carlos came closer to his friend and said, “Jarrod? Are you okay? What’s going on?” Carlos ran his hand on Jarrod’s arm, and the skin felt cool to the touch.”
Jarrod responded in a near-monotone voice, “I don’t know. I was talking to you earlier and then I felt dizzy. I had this thought to take off my clothes and lie down. The next thing I knew my muscles were growing, my cock was getting longer and skin started to get lighter, but I couldn’t move at all. I could feel something in my neck churning but that was far as it went.”
Carlos looked over his friend and saw something red under Jarrod’s head. He reached down and pulled out an object. “What’s this?”
They both looked at the object and realized it was a large magnet Jarrod had bought for a science project last year. Jarrod had bumped the shelf when he was forced to lie down on the bed.
Carlos and Jarrod also realized it was the only thing that had kept the grey tendril from entering Jarrod’s head. Jarrod’s eyes went wide in realization and Carlos’ eyes went wild in fear. Jarrod took a strong breath and moaned. He lay still in the bed, and his face slowly lost its color.
Carlos yelled, “Jarrod! Jarrod! Say something!”
Carlos stepped closer over his friend. He looked into Jarrod’s face and gasped. Jarrod’s eyes were grey orbs.
“Jarrod, buddy, please answer me. Are you all right?”
Suddenly, Jarrod blinked, and Carlos screamed and fell backwards.
Jarrod rose from the bed and stretched and looked at his friend on the ground. Carlos just stared from the floor with his mouth opened.
“Hey Carlos, how are you, buddy?” he said, acting completely normal.
Carlos answered, “Dude, you scared the shit out of me! I didn’t know what to think.”
Jarrod chuckled, but it seemed almost forced and continued looking at his friend who by now was facing away while getting up off the floor.
Carlos was still shaking off the dust from his clothes when he said, “So, what’s with the tattoos and the Carlos-help-me! shit?”
There was silence in the room, and Carlos slowly turned.
Standing next to him, almost on top of him, was Jarrod.
Carlos looked up and saw Jarrod’s eyes, and they were grey again. He started to say, “Holy…” but was cut short when Jarrod grabbed and pulled him into a kiss.
Carlos started to struggle. His eyes went wide when a large bulge traveled up Jarrod throat and into and down his throat. Jarrod did not stop kissing his friend; instead, he continued to kiss with renewed desire.
Carlos now was sweating profusely from fighting his friend. He felt the slimy lump go down his throat and enter his stomach. Then he began to feel the stinging in his abdomen like there were a million bees inside him, and a cold numbing sensation erupted from each of those stinging points all the while he staring at his friend’s empty grey eyes. His screams were muffled by the kiss.
He felt tendrils form and running from the cold sensation and begin to travel throughout his body. First, his muscles felt oddly hard and growing like a balloon being inflated. He had a sudden urge to flex his legs, and his jeans tightened then ripped. He hadn’t noticed that by this time Jarrod had stopped holding him and now was caressing his buddy like a lover. Jarrod finished tearing Carlos’ pants off.
Carlos reached his collar and pulled and with incredible ease he ripped his shirt into shreds.
They continued to kiss and caress each other while the grey tendrils continued to move over Carlos’ body. They walked back to the bed and fell into the bed. Jarrod lay down, and his cock rose up like a spike. Carlos knew what to do. He squatted over his friend and slowly sat down over his friend’s cock.
Carlos could feel the cock enter his virgin ass, and suddenly, it was as if a connection was made. His mind exploded with images from Jarrod’s mind, and they were now one.
They both repeated out loud: “Connection Made.”
They both repeated out loud: “Transmitting.”
They both repeated out loud: “Transmitting.”
They both repeated out loud: “Transmitting.”
They both repeated out loud: “Transmitting.”
They both repeated out loud: “Transmitting.”
They both repeated out loud: “Acknowledged.”
Carlos’s eyes slowly turned grey while the connection was made. Carlos then started to pump on Jarrod’s cock and moaned out loud. At that moment Carlos screamed and came like never before at the same time he felt his co-unit cum inside of him.
They then stood and separated. The connections remained even though they separated and stood in the center of the room. They were talking to each other but were saying nothing. They simply stared at each other.
The front door opened, and Fred Lone, Jarrod’s father, stumbled in. He fell into his chair and just stared out into the window while saying to himself, “That stupid bitch!” when he heard his son’s door open.
He turned around and looked at his son and his buddy Carlos from next door. They were both dressed in pair jeans that looked incredibly tight. They also had on Jarrod’s lycra undershirts from football practice; Jarrod was in black and Carlos in yellow tank top. Their pale skin almost radiated with the thick grey lines running up and down their arms. They both wore sunglasses.
“Where are you two going at this hour?” Fred asked.
They both stopped and looked at him. Carlos then continued outside while Jarrod turned towards his father and looked at him. Jarrod walked over to the hall closet and took out a small shoebox. He opened and pulled a small bag of crystal meth and turned to his father.
Fred said, “How the fuck did you know that was there! Have you been using my stuff? I’ll kill you son of a bitch! I knew you were no good, just like your mother! I’ll kill you like I killed her!”
Jarrod continued his approach toward his father. He met his father halfway in the living room. The father lunged and Jarrod grabbed his hand as if he was standing still and twisted it behind his back. With additional pressure, he shoved his father to the floor.
Fred screamed, and Jarrod shoved the entire bag contents into his mouth. Jarrod then held his mouth shut. Fred started to convulse and foam at the mouth. Jarrod let go and left Fred twitching on the floor.
Jarrod then walked over to his father’s cigarettes and lit one. He took a long drag from the cigarette and dropped it next to his overdosed father. He watched until the carpet caught on fire.
Jarrod walked out of the house and met Carlos on the sidewalk. They kissed each other, lit a couple of cigarettes, started down the street and walked away from the orange glow that was once Jarrod’s home.
The couple had been walking for a little while until they arrived at a local bar. They walked in and sat at the bar where they each ordered a beer.
Some guys were sitting at a booth and making jokes about the two fags that walked in. They were all pretty young and were ready for a brawl.
One of them swigged down his beer and said, “Watch this!”
He walked over to Jarrod and Carlos and said, “Hey boys! How’s it going?”
Jarrod looked over to the young man and then looked over to Carlos.
Carlos nodded, and Jarrod turned back.
Jarrod answered, “Fine, and you?”
The man got close to Jarrod’s ear and said, “I hear that your kind likes to give blowjobs, is that true?”
Jarrod smiled, “You want to find out?”
The guy looked back at his buddies and winked. He turned but by this time Jarrod was standing and looking at the drunken man in front of him. Jarrod asked, “Here or out in the back?”
The guy said, “In the back, faggot.”
The young man went into the alley first and unbuckled his pants. Jarrod seemed to clear his throat and went down on his knees. The young man had his jeans on the ground and said, “Come on faggot, can you handle this?”
Jarrod opened his mouth and swallowed the man’s cock in one swoop. Instantly the man began to feel his cock swell. What he didn’t see were the grey tendrils growing from his cock and up his abdomen.
Suddenly he felt the stinging on his cock, then he stood ramrod straight and began to cum. He made no sound.
Jarrod swallowed greedily and stood up. He grabbed the new unit, and they kissed. The grey tendril had made one solid line from his cock over his abdomen toward his chest and across his pecs and around to his spine. The new unit was designed for one thing: he was meant to fuck and introduce the Doctor’s “little friends” to other eager young men. Jarrod then said, “You are now ready, my little boy toy.”
You see, the Doctor liked Jarrod’s type and decided to program the nanites to work on Jarrod into a pleasure drone. He would retain his personality but with one mission in mind, and that was to make his numbers grow.
Jarrod had feelings for his friend Carlos, and the nanites concluded that two units would be more efficient and converted his buddy into his co-unit.
The new boy toy leaned against the wall in the alley, played with himself and waited. Jarrod turned and saw that the one of the other friends coming out, and Carlos was right behind him.
The buddy saw his friend leaning against the wall with one hand on an impossibly huge cock and the other playing with his nipple. He looked more muscular and had an idiot grin on his face.
This other friend named Bobby turned and faced Jarrod and Carlos. “What the fuck did you do to Jack!” he said.
Jarrod answered, “He is a boy toy, and he is ready to have some fun, aren’t you Jack?”
Jack perked up and just stared like a hungry animal toward his friend and just giggled like a girl.
Bobby lunged at Jarrod, “You mother fuc-!”
Jarrod grabbed him by the throat and lifted him up. With his other hand he grabbed Bobby’s belt buckle and pulled, snapping the leather strap and ripping his pants right off. The man was choking while being suspended in the air with his underwear exposed.
Bobby had been Jack’s friend since high school. Jack always had Bobby’s back. He always kept him out of trouble, but this time Jack had more than his back in mind.
Jack sauntered over to Bobby and smiled. He had been stroking his cock, and it was hard and wet. You see Jack was now programmed for one thing and that was to fuck, that was what he was made for. Jarrod dropped Bobby on the ground.
Jack immediately approached Bobby from behind and in a voice that sound sweeter than honey said, “Oh Bobby, are you OK? Do you want me to kiss it and make it better?”
Bobby looked up stunned at what he heard and looked at his friend. His friend’s eyes were electric blue and glowed in the dark, not to mention the fact that he was toned and had a cock that was fucking huge.
Bobby crawled backwards and away from his friend and cried out, “Jack, what’s wrong with you buddy? What have these fags done to you?”
Jack answered, “They made me into what I was meant to be! A boy toy, sweetie, and soon you will be one too!”
Bobby sprang up and tried to make a break for it down the alley but was stopped by something blunt hitting him on the back of his head. He crashed to the ground, and when he looked up, he saw Carlos standing over him. Carlos looked at Jack and for a second Bobby saw Jack’s eyes glow brighter and then Jack looked down at Bobby. Carlos stepped in front of Bobby and stepped on his hands. It might as well been a truck on his hands. He could not move.
Jack came up behind and started to rub the head of cock across his ass. The precum shimmered on each cheek. Bobby felt his ass tingle and started to scream, but when he opened his mouth, Carlos shoved his cock in Bobby’s mouth. Jack, on the other hand, had introduced his cock into Bobby’s crack and slowly pushed it in. Bobby continued to scream, muffled by Carlos’ cock.
Now Jack was getting into it and was slamming Bobby’s ass. Bobby had let go of Carlos’s cock and had his head down on the concrete. Suddenly, he felt Jack spasm, and then he felt his friend cum. Suddenly his ass felt like a million bees had landed on it. Bobby started to scream again.
What he could not see were the grey tendrils flowing from his asshole and wrapping in a spiral pattern around his ass while his friend Jack pounded away. The tendrils continued along Bobby’s side in one large line till it got to his underarms and shot over his shoulder blades and up the back of his head.
Instantly, the screaming stopped, and Bobby raised his head. His brown eyes glowed and Bobby started to push back for more penetration. “Fuck me baby, fuck me hard!” Bobby said in a lispy voice. His body started to change. He started to get firm, and his body fat evaporated. His ass got bigger and looked like you could breakfast off of it. He had an ass that would make any queer turn his head.
This time, Bobby turned around and was on his back while Jack was pounding ass. Bobby grabbed his enhanced cock and started to pound it while Jack was working on his ass. Bobby shot like never before all over his chest. Jack leaned in and licked it off and then went to Bobby’s lips and kissed him. Bobby returned the kiss with unbelievable passion. They stood up and wrapped their arms around each other as Jarrod and Carlos looked on.
In a cold voice Jarrod and Carlos said, “You have been created with limited modifications but with one purpose: you are to introduce as many you can to the Master’s service.”
The new boy toys looked at Jarrod and Carlos and said, “We can’t wait to suck and fuck as many as we can.” And with that the boys turned and nearly ran down the alley.
Jarrod and Carlos’ eyes stopped glowing, and they both stepped back.
“Wow! What a rush!!” Carlos said.
Jarrod looked at Carlos and said, “You’re not kidding! We are still connected. I can hear your thoughts!”
Carlos walked over to his new lover and reached over and pulled him into a kiss. “You know something, I don’t know what’s happening, but one thing is for sure, I kind of like it.” They kissed for a short while when suddenly the fourth light started to blink rapidly on Jarrod’s collar.
Jarrod went stiff, and his eyes started to glow. Carlos also went rigid and stopped moving. They both said out loud, “Acknowledged,” and turned and walked down the alley way without another spoken word.