THE AWAKENING
CHAPTER 5
Cooper knew those were not human h..
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THE AWAKENING
CHAPTER 5
Cooper knew those were not human hands. Through half dazed eyes he saw all three men on their knees before him, their heads on the ground, chanting in an unknown language. However, nothing mattered right now, as Cooper just closed his eyes and enjoyed the new sensation of fullness deep inside him. The hands were guiding him up and down on the huge stone cock. The younger man was feeling unbelievable pleasure. His own 5” cock was rock hair, standing straight up as he moved on and off the stone phallus. Suddenly he felt it, but he knew it wasn’t possible. It must be his imagination, his mind reeled, as he felt warm liquid fill deep inside him. It felt like his entire body was on fire. Cooper leaned back against J’ong-Ra’s hard stone chest as his own cock erupted, without touching himself. He came over and over, shooting his loads over his abs, thighs, and pecs. When he finally stopped, the tough American marine collapsed exhausted in the statue’s cold arms.
Cooper was covered in cum and sweat when three men gently lifted him off J’ong-Ra’s huge cock. Daniel then lovingly wrapped a blanket around Cooper’s naked body and comforted the muscular marine. Cooper was in a state of shock and post orgasm bliss, as he leaned into the archeologist grad students arms and stared at the statue. He knew it was impossible but he had felt the statue come inside him. He could still even feel the cum leaking from his ruined hole, down his now smooth thighs. Cooper’s body felt different, more pumped, more stronger. He looked down and found his muscles tighter and firmer, and completely smooth. His reddish forearm and leg hairs were gone, as was his red bush under his arms and crotch. He couldn’t resist from running his hands over his muscular body, enjoying it as if it was his first time in his skin. As he looked once more in disbelief at the statue, it didn’t appear as white as it was. It almost had a pinkish color to it, more life-like. In awe and filled with new strange desires, Cooper slid down on his knees and joined the other men in praying to J’ong-Ra.
Private Hunter Cooper lost track of time as he and the other three men kneel and pray before J’ong-Ra. He heard Lance Corporal Patrick O’brian slurred voice bragging about his MMA training before he saw the pilot entering the chamber with Professor Sadik. The professor had O’brian muscular left arm draped over his shoulders as he supported the half naked helicopter pilot. Lance Corporal O’brian was wearing only a pair of short military issue shorts and combat boots. The thin “silkies” left little to the imagination, leaving his hard cock visible through the shorts. His voice was slurred and he could barely walk. In the Lance Corporal right hand was a bottle of whiskey, that he lifted and took a large drink as he leaned against the Professor. “Coop boy,” the marine giggled out loud as he saw his naked fellow marine, lifting the bottle into the air. He showed no evidence that he even noticed that Cooper was naked. It was obvious that O’brian was more than just intoxicated, he looked drugged or high. The marine pilot purred as the older man rubbed his thick muscular shoulders. With a firm gripped on O’brian’s neck Sadik put a small brown bottle to the pilot’s nose. The often wild marine offered no resistance as he inhaled the poppers through each nostril. His eyes rolled into his head.
“Good, boy,” Sadik whispered.
“Mmmm, yeah,” the pilot moaned.
The wild, sexy adventurous marine was easy prey for the Professor with the help of the drinks, pot, poppers, and viagra that Sadik had slipped him.
“Let's get those shorts off you,” Hussein whispered and kissed the marine’s muscular neck.
The marine pilot closed his eyes as he let the older man nibble his neck. O’brian giggled again, “shorts off.”
Cooper never saw a fellow marine from his unit out of it. The Lance Corporal could barely stand as he struggled to pull down his shorts, giggling as he fell against Hussein. The older man caught him and ran his hand down O’brian’s tattooed rear shoulders as the marine pulled down his shorts down his legs, exposing his cock and chestnut colored pubic bush. Hussein gripped the pilot’s thick neck with one hand and curved cut cock in the other hand, pulling the tough marine into a kiss. Cooper stared in disbelief as he watched the masculine marine return Hussein’s kiss. Their tongues probing each other’s mouths.
Daniel leaned forward and whispered into Cooper’s ear, “it would be easier for your friend if his ass is loosened. You remember how it hurt when you took the master’s cock dry, don’t you. You don’t want him to feel that much pain.”
The younger redhead marine nodded his head.
“You can make it easier for him by eating out his ass,” Daniel whispers as he kisses Cooper’s smooth muscular neck.
Cooper was native and confused about gay sex. Daniel then took Cooper’s hand and led the naked stud over to his fellow marine. Cooper obediently knelt behind O’brian’s tight, muscular ass as Daniel guided him to spread the firm cheeks revealing Patrick’s hairy hole. Daniel then placed his hand on the back of the younger marine’s high and tight cut head and guided the boyish face down on the older marine’s hole. The grad student stroked the buzzed high and tight cut hair as Cooper obediently started to lick o’brian’s sweaty hole with his tongue.
“Good boy,” Daniel whispered, encouraging Cooper to push his tongue deeper into the Lance Corporal’s hole.
The Lance Corporal was moaning into the Professor’s mouth as he felt the tongue penetrating and probing his hole. O’brian’s muffled moans encourage Cooper to pick up his speed, flicking his tongue in and out of the marine’s manpussy. After Cooper had got the hole sloppy opened, Hussein singled the two archeologists to carry the helpless marine over to Jong-Ra. The two archeologists draped the marine pilot’s muscular arms over their shoulders and grabbed his powerful legs, lifting him up. He was too high to offer any resistance as he was carried naked across the altar room to the stone statue. His muscular legs and ass were held spread and wide. The two men then slowly lowered him down onto the huge cock. O’brian let out a loud groan of pain as the huge stone cock pushed through his wet, sloppy hole. His moans echoed off the stone walls. He was still too drugged and intoxicated to fight as he was pushed further down on the cock. Just like Cooper, O’brian’s groans and cries of pain faded and were replaced with moans of pleasure. The men backed away and began to chant as O’brian began to ride the stone cock. Cooper couldn’t believe his eyes and dropped to his knees as well when he saw the stone hands of the statue slowly moved to Lance Corporal O’brian’s tight narrow waist and thighs, holding the muscular marine in place. O’brian’s mouth fell open in a silent moan as he slowly fuck himself. He moved up and down on the stone cock. Finally O’brian’s cock erupted, without the tough marine touching himself. Cooper watched his fellow marine come over and over. His muscular body was shaking and spasmed in an intense orgasm. Finally the spent marine’s body became limp.
The archeologists then lifted the helpless Lance Corporal off the cock. They sat him down on the stone floor and proceeded to wipe the sweaty marine’s body clean. Cooper watched in amazement as the Lance Corporal’s body hair was wiped away leaving him smooth from the neck down, including his crotch. Every chisel muscle appeared more defined and tighter. As two men helped O’brian stand up on his muscular legs, Cooper noticed the strange tattoo-like mark on his fellow marine’s chisel lower body, just where the thick cords of muscles came together to form the sculpted buttocks. It was a symbol that Cooper was seeing everywhere in the ruins and pyramid, an Egyptian ankle flanked by bullhorns. Cooper never noticed the tattoo before on O’brian. If any marine in his unit had a tramp stamp tattoo before, Cooper was sure everyone in the unit would know about it. On their way out of the altar room, leaving the god J’ong-Ra alone, Cooper passed a shiny bronze shield hanging from the wall. The archeological workers had previously thoroughly polished the bronze earlier making it mirror reflective. Cooper turned and looked over his wide, muscle layered shoulders. From the angle he could barely make out the same strange symbol on his lower back just like O’brian.
