Transforming Tanner

[doomweaver]

First post guys, I've been inspired by some really hot content on here and thought I'd stop being a spectator.

Let me know what you think and if you want more.

Tanner was destined to be an amazing athlete - that's what his coaches had always said, the boy had commitment, drive, energy and, above all else the raw physical stamina and speed needed to be a really great little athlete. He could pretty much get a scholarship for anywhere at the rate he was going and, two-weeks after his 18th birthday had colleges across the country begging him to attend.

He was a 6ft tall, blond adonis: soft blue eyes, tan skin, gorgeous jawline with a dusting of dark blonde stubble - if athletics didn't want him, he could have made a fortune as a model: every girl who saw him wanted him and every boy was desperate to be him or, be in him. However, as far as Jake had got out of him, he'd only had two girlfriends in the past and never fucked - just some oral. So a tight little virgin too.

I'm something of a sportsman myself well.... more of a hunter to be fair

I'm 42 years old and probably in the best shape of my life. I'd packed on the muscle and my hairy chest expanded with even the slightest breath. I was built like a bear but with a body carved from stone after spending hours at the gym and on the field. I was a burly guy and, so I'd been told, a hot, daddy type. That suited me fine as I liked nothing more than dicking hot young twinks and jocks, letting them feel safe in my company before chemming up their innoncent cunts with G and Tina and fucking them full of my poz-babymakers.

I'd played sports when I was young and there was something about the smell of a jock that got my juices going and, by far, my greatest conquest, was a local swimmer boy - Jake. A few years' ago I'd been at a swim-meat, scouring for talent when he was competing in his first adult competition: by farm the hottest boy in the entire place, fresh-faced 18 year old perfection.Tight, lean muscle, black hair, green eyes, big package - I had to have him. He ended up winning his competition and, that night, having chatted to him previously and asserted myself as a trust-worthy older jock type, invited him back to my room, smoked him out and fucked his tight, gold-medalled cunt into the chem stratosphere.

Jake was a favourite bottom of mine from there on in and, right up until he left for college - we'd fucked a few of his school friends and swimming buddies into the poz brotherhood but, our dual hunts came to an end when he left: or that's what I thought.

Tanner had applied to Jake's college and was thinking about joining their athletics programme. Jake had been 'buddied' up with the boy to try and convince him - Jake took that responsibility very seriously as soon as he saw Tanner's gorgeous body.

I got a phone call from Jake that night, desperate for me to help him 'convince' Tanner to attend. Having heard Jake's description of the little 18 year old stud, I was intrigued and, when Jake mentioned Tanner was going to stay with him at his frat-house for the Easter weekend - couldn't turn down the invitation of pozzing another little jock boy. All of Jake's frat would be home for easter and we'd have his place to ourselves.

More to come...

Tanner would arrive on Friday and I would arrive on Saturday.

Tanner and Jake would spend Saturday morning getting 'sports enemas' at Jake's local health centre ("you know" he'd told Tanner "it's super good for athletes") and then he'd drop Tanner off at the house where I'd be waiting before heading out on an 'errand' leaving me with the hot little, cleaned-out stud. I'd make him feel comfortable, get him used to my presence, spend the rest of the day getting in the boy's head before Jake returned with enough Tina to turn the boy from neg innocent to poz pig in three easy steps.

I'd send Jake out to a dealer I knew in the area, a real 'good-guy' with a sweet supply of everything you'd need for a night of long-jock-dicking.

He'd have everything I need for a four-day weekend of hole-wrecking. I'd phoned ahead - boys like Tanner don't come around so often; his initiation had to be special, dedicated and long. You don't just fuck a boy like Tanner, you have to ruin a boy like Tanner.

"Mention my name to Steve" I said to Jake, "He'll have a kit ready for me - it'll have everything I need"

"What about money?" Jake said

I laughed,

"Don't worry, Steve is going to get paid in other currency" I said, grinning.

"Hahaha...sweet" Jake said and disappeared out the door leaving me in my web - waiting for my prey.

Saturday came around, I'd flown cross-state rather than drive and got a taxi to the frat house from the airport. The boys were already out so, using the key Jake had sent me, I made myself comfortable, surveying the house for the perfect 'pozzing space'. Around mid-morning the door opened and the boys tumbled in, laughing like regular 'bros'.

"Hey there" I shouted from the living room.

"Ah, hey man!" Jake said warmly, coming into the room and giving me a bear-hug - fuck I'd missed how that tight torso felt against my own abs.

"Hey, Tanner, this is Simon...Si this is Tanner...a hot new recruit"

I caught Jake's eyes as he said the last words and smirked.

"Hey dude" Tanner said, shaking my hand firmly.

He was even better than Jake described - tall, muscular, ripped stud with short, cropped blond hair and piercing baby-blue eyes, thick calves and the roundest, most perfect little ass. The boy was gorgeous, hours in the gym, hours on the track...I couldn't wait for him to spend hours on all-fours.

We all talked for a bit, laughed about the enemas (got our little friend talking about sex as quickly as we could) before Jake made his excuses and promptly left leaving me to relax and prep our gorgeous boy-toy.

Tanner was awkward at first but, I soon got him talking, confiding in me - it was a gift really, I guess the age differential made boys think I was trustworthy. He told me about the girls back home and how they gave the worst head...

"You ever let a boy suck you" I said nonchalantly, he visibly jumped

"No!" He said, agitated

I laught "jeez dude, fuck! It's just a dick and a mouth - do you honestly think it fucking matters?"

He relaxed and, we went back and forth like that for a bit till I made an excuse to look at a picture hanging behind him. I stood directly in front of him, my cock visibly pulling at the fabric of my jeans, pretending to admire the painting.

"Dude...you've got a monster..." Tanner said almost without thinking.

"Oh, this" I said, forcing a bit more blood into my already firm dick.

He looked up at me and, as he did, I saw a tiny window of opportunity. As we locked eyes, I grabbed his chin and softly kissed his beautiful lips. He pulled away for a moment, his chin still in my hand before once again joining my lips against his and kissing.

For a boy without experience he wasn't a bad kisser - a bit hesitant but, that would change. I leaned in, lowering myself onto him, straddling him as he sat on the chair.

"I've... I mean, I'm not..." he said, braking the kiss.

"shhh" i said, pushing my tongue back into him as he moaned.

"Don't worry" I whispered back, "we're just fooling around"

"Yeah" he laughed, nervously, shifting his weight around on the chair so as not to let his erect cock touch me.

"Listen dude, Jake isn't back for ages - let's just enjoy ourselves, yeah?"

"Ok" Tanner said, as we kissed again and I slipped my hand up his polo to feel those stong, taught ab muscles.

"Jesus" I thought "this boy is going to get so fucked"

We made out for a long time, building his trust, elevating the boy's hormones - getting that consuming, teenage testosterone pumping through his veins.

We'd moved to the floor and I'd managed to pull his pants and briefs down to expose that round little jock-butt. As we moaned into each other I began pushing the boy's boundaries - literally, maneuvering myself behind him as he squatted on all fours.

"Time to show you what your anus can really do" I thought as I spat on my index finger and, finding his virgin tight boy hole, began pushing in.

He started to squirm away from me but, I held his legs fast under mine and kept my finger pressing against his sphincter.

A bit more saliva and my finger pushed past the tight walls of his outer ring, feeling it pulse and contract around my knuckle. The boy was going to be a tight ride, that was for sure (at least, at first anyway) and, as I massaged the lining of his cunt I couldn't help but loose myself in the silk lining of that glorious little boy-pussy, probing it with my finger like I was making love to that tight hole. It was almost too good; whole minutes passed before I realised I still had work to do - this boy wasn't nearly ready to become the cumdump he was made to be; in one move I whipped my finger out of his puckering hole.

"That good baby boy?" I said, as his ass closed tight behind me.

"Fuck yeah" he responded, "never knew it could feel that good"

"It's going to get so much better" I whispered in his ear, resting my cockhead against his perfect butt as I bit his neck and ear. I felt him tense up as my cock rested against his hole:

I loved the electricity that seemed to dance over his skin with the thrill of doing something 'forbidden', his breathing deep, shallow, masculine.

"You thinking about getting fucked there boy?"

He bit his lip and, I could tell he was still conflicted.

"We totally don't have too" I said, teasing his hole with the tip of my finger.

 

"Don't even worry, we can just fool around" I assured, picturing that perfect pink hole stretched about my hairy arm as I massaged some random, anonymous cum into the walls of his teenage, partied-out, boy-hole.

"Yeah, maybe..Do you mind? Maybe we could just fool around a bit" he said, as I gently pushed my digit back into him.

"...Besides" he moaned as I finger fucked him.

"Jake will be home soon"

My eyes darted to the clock on the wall above the chair...

"8:45pm...15 minutes...Jake better be here then" I thought, as I worked that boy's hole over. There was going to come a point when I'd simply end up raping Tanner without some good ol'fashioned chemical lovin.

I pulled my finger out of him and replaced it with my tongue: feeling him contract even more against the new experience: his clothed jock-body shivering in front of me as his outer ring quivered and expanded as my tongue probed deeper.

[doomweaver]

As the clock reached 9pm, I pulled my tongue out of him - kneeling behind him to admire my work. Tanner's little boy-pussy was begging to get filled as it glistened with spit, radiating jock-boy warmth. Tanner's cock had snaked out of his briefs and was oozing a stream of clean, teen-boy pre-cum; a whole silver thread of it connected his cock to a pool below.

As I looked at the boy before me I couldn't help but marvel at his genes. Surfer God body with the face of a chiseled jock model - their wasn't an angle, pants around his knees, t-shirt pushed up his back, from which he couldn't be admired; his sparkling, innocent eyes fluttering against the pleasures emanating from his anus.

"I'll get you there" I thought to myself as I dove under him, looping my tongue about the string of pre-cum oozing from his cock. Swirling it around my mouth: savouring the sweet, salty taste of his negboy juice - like 18 year-old, fine fucking wine: this boy literally tasted as good as he looked and I licked up every last drop of his perfect pre-spunk from the floor under him - running my tongue across the slick floor till it was clean and gone.

As I finished, I quickly tossed Tanner around, pulling his tight, tan frame under my naked, muscled body, joining him in a deep, penetrative cum-kiss - pushing my slick, pre-cum covered tongue into his surprised mouth, forcing him to taste it, enjoy it: his own, pure, sweet teen-boy pre-jizz, swirling it round his hot mouth as I held him in place.

He barely resisted; his senses in overload. He made a vain attempt to try and kick me off him but couldn't - or didn't. Either way, he eventually let out a deep sigh and reciprocated the kiss, swapping his sweet nectar back and forth with me, eventually swallowing it as we broke the kiss.

"Such a fucking slut" I thought, running my hands through his blonde hair.

The door-bell rang as I wiped my mouth along my forearm, smelling remnants of his precious pre-jizz in the fur of my forearm.

Tanner suddenly seemed to wake-up as soon as he heard the door-bell.

"Fuck!" he almost yelled, fumbling to get out of me like a caged animal.

"Come on Dude" he whispered, nervously struggling to pull his jeans up from around his knees.

 

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" he chided as I got up, pulled on some sweats and strode to the door.

[carpediem105]

Fantastic start, can't wait to read more!

[cboycam]

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[Bttm2go]

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[RawNerd]

Can't wait for more!

[workmyhole]

Very hot, looking forward to more

[Sfmike64]

This is a really hot story. Hope it continues and the little pig gets slammed up and bred like the whore he is.

[arseboy]

Definitely a hot story

[yepla]

oh yeah ... get the needle ready

[breedbaltimore]

very hot!  got me boned up.  cant wait for more

[mike43]

Great start can't wait for more

[wroxguy]

Excellent story and I look forward to much more

[doomweaver]

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" he chided as I got up, pulled on some sweats and strode to the door.

Tanner furiously stuffed his throbbing cock back into his pants, pulled his shirt back down and sat back on the couch, trying to look like nothing was happening - pretending to watch T.V

"Don't worry man" I said, throwing my head back to shoot him a big grin,

"You're already fucking mine" I whispered so he didn't hear.

Jake was outside; a large overnight bag thrown over his shoulder and a huge grin on his face.

"Come in bro" I said, motioning to the big room behind us with my cock as it tented in the jockey fabric of my sweats.

"Nice" Jake said, meeting me in a deep, passionate kiss out of Tanner's line of sight.

Jake was such a hottie - I felt up his tight, swimmers torso under the fabric of his polo.

"We gonna get this party started?" I asked as we broke our kiss.

Jake nodded at the heavy bag over his shoulder and flashed me an evil grin.

"Good boy...let's go get this jock tweaked" I whispered in his ear, shutting the door behind him.

I felt Jake exhale - raditating a deep desire to initiate his hot little friend into the party-fold.

Jake walked straight into the kitchen with his stuff, calling out to Tanner as I returned to the jock's side, still shirtless and tenting:

"Hey man" Jake called, "Got the booze - bringin the noise man, what you boys been upto?"

Dace was still visibly flushed with sex and still trying to conceal his erection..

I shot him a wink as I joined him on the couch - trying to tease him into a kiss but, getting nothing.

Tanner tried to wriggle some distance between us as he answered:

"Chillin' man. We've just been, chillin"

Jake smiled to himself in the kitchen as he loaded a cap of my potent G into one of the sweet, sugary drinks he'd bought at the market: one capful is usually all it takes to get a jock-boy good and hungry for some raw dick, pushing those boundaries far enough to make them receptive to even darker suggestion.

However, no matter how hard you try, there's always a gross after-taste to the stuff I get. It's good but, boy does it taste like crap. Luckily, sugar goes a long way to making it better - not to mention the fact that those cheap, alco-pop flavoured drinks are gross to begin with.

Jake popped a bottle of amyl into his pocket and sauntered into the living room as I got up to replace him in the kitchen - I wanted to collect a few 'props' of my own from my play-bag but, also see if Jake could take the next step in his education and chem up his perfect friend alone.

Tanner was still in a state of agitation, nearly being outed as a bottom-boy fag had really got to him - he grabbed the drink Jake offered him, downing the tumbler full of chem-pop in one, long hit.

He slammed the glass on the little table next to him and scrunched up his face like he'd taken a hit of strong whisky:

"dude, what the fuck was that?"

He blurted as the taste hit him.

Jake looked down at the pinkish liquid in his glass, trying to conceal a giant smirk:

"Raspberry-Nado" he said, remembering the label.

Tanner squirmed, shaking his tongue in the air.

"I know, I know" Jake said sipping on the 'same' drink -

"It's fucking gross dude but, it gets you totally fucking blitzed...Honestly, I've already had one on the way over - it gets better the second time, promise" Jake said, handing Tanner his own drink and shouting to me in the kitchen to 'bring more booze'.

I smiled to myself - Jake really was a hot little find, a real dom-top, chemslut in training. He was a natural and I couldn't help but be so proud for having brought that out of him so young and perfect. He'd corrupt so many fucking boys - he had all the hallmarks of becoming a man no boy could resist.

[doomweaver]

I turned my attention to my playkit, extracting everything I would need to complete Tanner's conversion from negboy to cumdump: pipe, Tina, points. I also took the opportunity of turning the thermostat way up - no point leaving anything to chance.

I was only out of the living room for a few minutes but, on my return, Tanner had definitely 'changed'.

He seemed totally calm, greeting me like I was long-lost friend and happy to see I'd grabbed more of the alco-pop which he was contently sipping on now that the taste of G had gone.

I stood, shirtless, before Jake, pouring him another glass of drink and flexing my back at Tanner, bending over slightly so he got a good view of my thick, muscled daddy-butt.

Jake smiled at me, licking his lips.

Jake looked about ready to suck me off himself, forgetting our main goal entirely.

"Not yet boy" I murmured authoritatively.

I stepped back over to Tanner, filling his glass with more pink liquid and mussing his hair. This time he didn't even seem to mind the gesture and I gently pushed my luck, running my hand down the small of his neck and shoulder. His eyes fluttered shut and Jake winked at me.

"Hey dude" Jake said, "you don't mind if I toke a bit of weed right?" he said, pipe and cannabis in hand?

"No way man" Tanner smiled back, a little dazed,

"It's totally cool dude - you got enough for all of us?" He asked, hopefully, licking his stoner-surfer lips.

He suddenly turned to me:

"Ah, sorry man...you don't mind do you? I mean, it's cool if you do, I just..."

"Of course not boys...I was thinking the same myself" I said, removing my pipe and packing it with Tina. Tanner watched, entranced as Jake took a good, long toke of weed and blew the thick, acrid smoke into the room.

As the smoke descended around Tanner and I, I met his eyes - full of innocence and naivety with more than a hint of growing darkness.

"Join in bro" Jake said, as I offered Tanner my pipe

"What is it?" He asked, licking his lips, and taking the pipe in his hands.

"Real fucking good is what it is" Jake laughed, another stream of smoke emanating from his mouth. Tanner seemed reassured that Jake was smoking too and lifted the pipe to his lips...we watched in anticipation of his transformation.

A seasoned stoner for sure, Tanner got the pipe going with hardly any effort or instruction:

"Careful" I said as smoke escaped the pipe, wrap your boy-mouth about it like your sucking it and breathe" I said "good, that's it...in and out, in and out".

Jake couldn't help but laugh under his breath as the final hurdle to Tanner's corruption vanished in the heat of that pipe.

He nearly coughed but, managed to catch himself as I rubbed his back: he kept the smoke in him for a good while before exhaling a thick, white cloud of smoke through his mouth and nostrils like a proper whore.

"whoah" he said

"Again" I said, pushing the pipe back to his lips and lighting it for him. He sucked again, taking that life-changing smoke deep into his tight body, forcing out all remnants of fear or nervousness.

"That's good" he said, exhaling again.

"Again!" I ordered, once more forcing him to take another hit before letting him sink back into the couch in a cloud of thick smoke.

I re-packed the pipe as Jake peeled off his top; all the while watched by Tanner. A bead of sweat rolled down Jake's neck and over the taught flesh of his tan pecs.

I took a hit of the pipe and, as Tanner watched his friend stretch, covered his mouth with mine and blew the contents of my lungs into him..

"shotgun" he whimpered as I withdrew, whisps of smoke curling out the side of his lips.

"Shotgun" I responded, taking one more hit and, this time full-on kissing Tanner. We rolled the smoke back and forth for a bit as my tongue conquered him, forced him to accept his role for the night, hot little bottom-bitch desperate for cock and cum - breaking whatever remained of his negboy will.

The thermostat was doing it's job, the room was a warm, heady mix of cannabis, Tina and sexual heat. I'd laid Tanner out on the couch as I continued to kiss him - across from us, Jake stroked his growing meat through the khaki of his shorts as beads of sweat rolled down his body.

Tanner was as good as mine and I needed to reinforce his role for the night - test his new-found, chemical confidence. I pulled him to my chest and peeled off his top revealing that perfect jock-body, ripples of muscle, tight, sun-kissed skin and perfect nipples.

A light trail of fur leading to his warm crotch. I unbuttoned his jeans and let them fall to the floor, leaving only the white briefs he wore constraining his growing dick.

Jake had read my mind and was already naked, stroking his long shaft on the seat opposite, totally relaxed and in pig-heaven.

"Wanna suck some cock baby boy?" I whispered to Tanner, kissing him swiftly, forcing my tool against his abs.

He moaned, breathing into our kiss

"Good boy" I said.

With that, I thrust him towards Jake. His jeans caused him to fall, head first in front of Jake's beautiful, 10 inch cock.

He looked excitedly at his friend, at his round cock-head with a droplet of pre-cum on the tip and wasted no-time going down on him, taking his friend's cock into his boy-mouth.

I finished undressing the boy as he sucked Jake, pulling off those helpful jeans and freeing the boy's nice, veiny cock from his pants, throwing them to a corner of the room - he wouldn't be needing those for a long, long time.

Tanner was now, completely undressed, and Jake and I got different views of that perfect mass of atheltic muscle underneath that tan skin, pulsing with each slurp of Jake's dick, smothered in a thin layer of boy-sweat,

Tanner tried to take more than few inches of Jake into his mouth but, couldn't. Taking a sip of his drink, Jake grabbed Tanner's head and pushed a good four inches of his cock down his friend's throat, pinning him to his crotch with a strong grip.

"Nice" I thought: the clean-cut Jake I once knew was totally gone, replaced by a burgeoning dom-top with a lethal prize brewing in his balls.

Tanner's body bucked against Jake's assault, forcing his ass into the air as he struggled to breathe - as he bucked, he pushed his hole out to me and, I couldn't resist - I dove straight in, licking his perfect boy-cunt Tanner's perfect hole, preparing another dose of T for the boys aching hole.

Tanner moaned as Jake pushed more cock into his throat.

His hole pulsed again and I removed my tongue, immediately ramming my T'd up finger into that boy-cunt roughly pushing past his outer ring and into that velvet chute of his. He tried to pull off my finger but Jake's grip was tightvand Tanner stayed put as I massaged the cystal into his blood stream.

As the crystal melted in the warmth of his hole, I felt him relax and the familiar wave of electric heat vibrate through him as I continued to explore his bowels.

"Good boy" I said, pushing down on the small of his back to give my finger more leverage.

"Good fucking boy"

"Just sit on my finger...that's it, good boy, really suck it in"