The Symbiont-Part 3
During his lunch break, Zach usually ha..
🕑 Added 2021-07-22 01:02:58 +0000 UTC
The Symbiont-Part 3
During his lunch break, Zach usually had a cigarette as he stood by the work site fence, watching the well dress business people head in and out if the near by offices. This time, however, the smoke from the cigarette irritated the Symbiont and he found himself coughing and hacking violently as if he had just taken his first smoke.
“That is going to kill us,” the Symbiont complained in Zach’s head.
“Not quick enough,” Zach mumbled as he tossed the cigarette on the ground and step on it with his heavy work boots.
Zach ran his hand over his smooth torso. His once thick chest hair and arm hair was gone. In fact all Zach’s body hair from the neck down was gone, leaving him smooth. The Symbiont explained that it was a side effect of the alien organism in a human body.
As usual during that time of day there was a steady stream of people heading to and from lunch in the busy downtown business district, where the construction site was located. With Zach working shirtless on the hot summer day, the Symbiont noticed several well dressed men checking out the studly blue collar worker. Zach’s smooth body was pumped from the hard day work and his sweat was glistening off his tight muscles. The Squill’s parent symbiont did well in choosing this host. Men were drawn to the tough, masculine host. They desired to be him, to have him. The Symbiont notices one man, a short, skinny nerdy accountant type hanging around staring at Zach as the construction worker leaned back and drank from a bottle of water.
“I’m hungry,” the Symbiont suddenly spoke in Zach’s head.
“Come on you just sucked off my boss a couple of hours ago,” Zach whispered in protest but the squill caused his cock to stir in his jeans.
The growing bulge in Zach jeans was not missed on the balding short accountant. Zach found himself turning and walking down an alley beside the work site. He felt the muscles in his ass flexing as he walked, causing him to feel like some whore trying to lure a man. He could feel the suited businessman eyes on his muscular tight ass and smooth bare back. He found that he had no control of his body as he stopped at the dead end. He could hear the sounds of the man’s dress shoes hitting the concrete as he came near. Zach felt ashamed as his hands moved to his belt and undid it. As the man got closer, Zach then unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans.
“Beautiful,” the smaller man whispered as Zach peeled the jeans down over his tight ass.
His ass was perfectly smooth and flawless, like white marble against his tan upper body.
Zach flinched as the man touched his ass. In return, the nervous man pulled his hand away. However, Zach was unable to stop himself from bending forward and reaching his hands around to spread his firm ass cheeks.
“Please,” Zach whispered. He tried to plead with the symbiont or the man to don’t make him do it. But he couldn’t finish his plea.
To the little man, the big, touch looking construction worker was pleading to be fucked. This empowered him. It was the accountant’s fantasy to dominate a masculine blue collar stud like Zach. He was bullied by men like that all his life and he always fantasized about turning the table on them. Now, this hot construction worker was bent over, spreading his ass, begging to be fucked. The accountant pulled out his hard cock, and stroked it. Moving closer, he started to rub his cock between the tight smooth ass cheeks, aiming the thick cock head at Zach’s inviting hole.
Tears welled in Zach’s eyes as he felt the cock sliding between his muscular cheeks and the man’s hands gripping his chisel waist. He wanted to keep his ass tightly closed, but the Symbiont relaxed his ass and anal muscles. Zach grunted as the cock slid into his once tight hole.
“You're not so tight are you? You're just an overused whore,” the accountant pushed deeper into Zach’s ass.
Zach was bracing himself for unbelievable pain from being fucked up the ass for the first time, but instead he felt pure pleasure. He was soon moaning and pushing his incredible ass backwards.
“You like that don’t you? You are just a big muscle slut aren’t you,” the accountant grew more encouraged by the tough macho construction worker’s moans and groans.
Zach was humiliated. He knew the Symbiont made him feel the intense pleasure and he was unable to stop it. The accountant was grabbing his waist, shoulders and even knocked off his hard hat to grab his blonde hair, as he thrusted in and out of him. Each time he rammed into Zach, he pounded deeper and harder into the tough, muscular construction worker.
“You like being my bitch. My big muscle bitch, whore.”
The accountant was calling him names, humiliating the more muscular man, but Zach couldn’t do anything to stop him. The Symbiont grew impatient and started to flex Zach’s anal muscles around the accountant’s cock. The accountant moaned in pleasure as the incredible ass muscles tightened around his cock. He rammed deep inside the blue collar worker’s ass and groaned deep. He then shot over and over, filling Zach with his cum and the Symbiont’s precious testosterone. Finally, after he finished cumming deep inside Zach, the accountant pulled out and let the muscle construction worker fall on the ground. The accountant felt tired but also victorious as he looked down at the construction worker, with his jeans around his heavy work boots. The accountant pulled his cock back into his suit and left. The Symbiont felt stronger and fuller. Zach soon learned that when the Symbiont feeds, its host was rewarded with some of the excess testosterone. Zach also felt stronger, revirtated, his muscles pumped. They were small compensation for his humiliation.
