[Part 22]






    I stood there, arms crossed, and appraised this latest addition to
 our little 'party'...

  Juleon, after having caught a glimpse of Morise in all his monstrous
 splendor, had made it his top priority to ensure that he'd do whatever
 was neccessary to return post haste and was now standing before us
 completely naked for our porusal. The delivery boy's erection jutting
 upwards in defiance of the massive set of twin weights that his huge
 balls must've presented to it. His cock, while just above average at
 about seven inches, was rather quite girthy and in and of itself would
 feel very nice indeed inside any willing orifice. But even more
 impressive was the ballsac this guy was sporting. A bloated ballsac
 that could easily be comparative to two greatfruit pressed together
 snug inside taut-stretched, hairless scrotum skin.

  Morise had instructed Juleon that his task was to gain my approval
 before the stout stud could even begin to consider partaking of any
 festivities with the big brawny bear and I had to admit that upon
 seeing the fruits of his masculinity, that he was already well on his
 way.

  I had to swallow a couple times, my mouth literally watering at the
 sight, eyes narrowing in provacative contemplation over just how I was
 going to enjoy this stud first.

  "Damn Juleon!... You put the 'testes' in testosterome! Alright
 stud... You give me free reign ta enjoy those suculent balls'a yers 
an ya can play with us."

  Juleon just gave the slightest smirk and nodded. Evidently his 
humongous balls had gotten him his way on more than one occassion. But
 if he seemed 'ballsy' at least he definately had reason to be. He took
 a cocky, hip-sauntering few steps towards me, a gait that was sure
 that his pendulous orbs held the gaze of any who saw them and I forced
 my eyes away from those heavenly orbs and into his own as he spoke.

  "Dude... you can do jus' about anythin' ya want with'em... I got
 more'n enough spunk ta satisfify several guys and I can go several
 rounds b'fore these babies're drained."

  Damn was he cocky... and it only added to his attraction for me
 because any guy that can stand in front of you naked and boast of his
 abilities definately was a turn-on for me. "Alright stud... You give
 me yer first load and if that's alright with Morise, you can go ta
 town on'im all ya'd like while I'm drainin' those huge
 spermtanks."Morise merely nodded his approval, of course he sure
 wouldn't mind watching the action... especially since his own
 monstercock would be getting plenty of attention for the duration.

  That settled, I proceeded to pull my small coffee table over and off
 to one side to give all three of us more room on the carpetted floor.
 I lay down then on my back and motioned Juleon over. "Get those huge
 balls over here then. They can rest on my eyes while I sample their
 contents from yer tap. Morise can stand over me an feed ya his cock 
til ya get lockjaw." Both men came over and positioned themselves and
 the last thing I saw was Juleon's monstrous 'nads descending over my
 face before I felt the wonderful, warm heat of his scrotum
 spreading out and settling across my eyes as I opened my mouth and
 felt it forced even wider open as Juleon began burying his thick cock
 into it with a husky moan of contentment as I heard and felt Morise
 move to stradle me and then the sounds of Juleon gorging himself on
 Morise's monstermeat over me.

  I lolled my head, Juleon's melons rolling heavily across my face as I
 continued to suck at his cock feverishly, near delirious with the
 erotic bliss I felt from his huge balls smothering my face, each
 breath I took an effort requiring timing and some hand manipulations
 as I began to knead his super scrotum as he began face-fucking me at a
 growing pace. I started to slowly stroke the length of my own cock at
 a slow pace, wanting to gain even more enjoyment from this threeway as
 the sounds of the two males above me told of their own laboring to
 enjoy each other at a sedate pace.

  "Sorry wolf... but yer not allowed ta do that chore yerself when
 there're plenty'a eager orifices around wantin' that pleasure fer
 themselves!... Come ta think of it... I seem ta r'call ya'd wanted
 'revenge' on me fer earlier... and now I'm gonna let'cha have it!"

  Morise's gruff voice had that tone of both need and command that left
  little room for arguement and I felt my hand being roughly swatted
 away as my hot nine inches reflexed to smack against my belly then I
 felt the strange, rough grasp of Morise around my throbbing member as
 it was lifted upwards.

  "You jus' hold on a sec there deliverydude while I get the best seat
 inda house... then ya can go back ta slobberin' on m'shlong all ya
 like..." Was I hearing things?... Maybe Juleon's balls had muffled my
 ears as well as my eyes... I didn't think Morise took cock anally, but
 then, I was notorious for being presumptuous about what all Morise did
 or didn't do sexually and all I could do was gag as Juleon took
 advantage of my gasp to bury his cock deeper down my throat as I felt
 the unmistakable furryness of Morise's asscheeks begin to envelope the
 pulsing glans of my hard cock and his weight settle down onto me, 
forcing my cock in deeper past his fuzzy glutes until I felt the tight
 ring of his pucker pressed against it.

  "Yeah, pup... I knew ya wanted it." he growled as he sunk down
 further and I answered the call with a feral thrust of my hips,
 skewering his analring as he opened to admit me and reflexively
 clasping his hips to pull him down onto my anxious cock that much
 faster at feeling his infernous innards welcoming my hard cock.

  That was it... That was all she wrote. Morise settled his full weight
 down on to me, forcing my cock in to the base inside him. Juleon
 must've lurched forward immediately once Morise had settled in because
 I heard the big bear bellowing his rapture to the heavens... and
 Juleon must've been equally in exstacy because I don't think anyone's
 ever humped my head so hard in my life! Next thing I knew I was
 bench-pressing Morise almost entirely up off the floor while getting 
my head dribbled to the floor so rapidly that the neighbors must've
 thought there was an entire basketball team practicing in my 
apartment!

  Next thing I knew Juleon let out what could only be described as a
 roar and thrust so hard that my head gave a final thunk to the floor
 before I felt his thick cock rythmically jetison gout after hot gout
 of  sticky cream down my throat just as I was struck by the same
 climatic urge to flood Morise's bowels with my own heavy load. I felt
 the change begin and I gripped Morise's hips with steadily-lengthening
 fingernails which only seem to trigger his own eruption as he clamped
 his hands about Juleon's head and blasted his belly with his own
 balljuice, leaving us all a writhing mass of quivering bodies still
 locked in our orgasmic grips.

  Juleon, gasping for breath, started to pull back, but I guess Morise
 was still in full-lust because he had to struggle out of the big
 bruin's grip.

  "oooh no ya don't... I'm jus' gettin' warmed up 'blondie' and I sure
 as hell ain't lettin' ya up jus' yet..." the mountainous trucker
 growled as he himself lifted up off me, my spent cock forcibly made to
 withdraw as he rose up out of my lap.

  "Hey, no worries big dude, I'm just tryin' ta catch m'next breath..."
 but Morise, lust-crazed look in his dark eyes, already had the 
delivery boy by the waist and was turning him about. "Hey!... leggo!...
 Gimme a mome..."was all he managed before Morise had him turned about
 and the pizza boy's sweaty back smacked up against the giant bear's
 furry chest. "Naaaw... not jus' yet, punk... bet'cha got a nice, tight
 lil' ass on ya don't'cha?... Bet'cha ain't never had this much cock
 shoved up in ya b'fore, have ya?"

   Juleon's eyes widened with a fear so vivid a blind man could've seen
 it. "D-DUDE!... I ain't never... There ain't no way I could..." but
 Morise was already pressing the other man down with his superior
 weight, the trucker's huge, hairy thighs working to spread the
 delivery boy's legs wider even as the giant bear's weight kept the
 smaller man more focused on just staying to his hands and knees to
 keep from being squashed under the larger male's weight!

  Still groggy from my own ejaculation and struggling with my own
 impending transformation I was only just then half-turning about to
 witness the erotic spectacle. Morise had one of Juleon's arms twisted
 back behind him, not only forcing his upper torso more towards the
 floor but forcing the smaller man to 'present himself' for the
 inevitable penetration.

  Thus, using his own body weight and the armhold, Morise now had a
 hand free to help work his spit and cum-covered cock all inbetween
 Juleon's trembling asscheeks, greasing up the delivery boy's ass for
 the final assault. Juleon was still struggling, to his credit, but 
somehow it seemed half-hearted as opposed to what one would imagine
 someone would try to do if they really wanted to escape their intended
 fate. Perhaps he was still a bit weakened from his own recent orgasm
 but somehow even then it seemed he would've given more of a struggle.

  His hips began a slow churn against the larger man's groin, the look
 in his eyes more indicative of a defiance to take the big bruin's cock
 now with an acceptance of whatever pain it may entail rather than a
 fear of it. His teeth bared as his own carnal lusts took over and a
 low snarl of acceptance as though to say that if he was to give
 himself over to another man then this would be the only way he himself
 deemed as satisfactory.

  "Alright you big fucker... You want some'a this ass then take it!
 Show me what it feels like ta get some serious dick up in me!... DO 
IT!!!"

  Those words again... It seems that lately those two words always
 seemed to accompany my transformations... As though it were the 
epitath of my own acceptance of what I am... Of my tired of fighting
 that which is a part of me. I'm tired of trying to supress a part of
 myself that is so natural, yet always doing so because of some
 ingrained mental conditioning that what I am is wrong... That what I
 am is something to hide and be ashamed of... That it is not natural
 when it feels more natural to me than my attempts to appear 'normal'
 in a world of people who themselves are mostly unhappy with themselves
 because they force themselves to be something they're not.

  Time itself seemed to've slowed down as I shakily made my way over to
 the two men. Crawling towards them on hands positioned more like paws
 and on the balls and toes of my feet rather than on my knees. I came
 in up behind Morise, my nostrils flared to the scents of the combined
 men as they rolled back and forth in the rythm of a mating thrust. I
 lowered my fore-quarters, half-turning to gaze up at that most primal
 sight on their joining just prior to it's beginning. Thus it was that
 I had that most spectacular view as Morise's monstercock, fisted tight
 at it's base, squirmed and wormed it's way between Juleon's reddened
 asscheeks, the smaller man's body torn between the instinctual reflex
 to clamp down his glutes in a last show of resistance while
 simultaniously wanting to thrust himself even more openly to the
 bruin's intruding member.

  ...and my ears fairly rang to the maddening den as with another
 powerful thrust, Morise's massive cockhead speared through the barrier
 of Juleon's defeated analring and the delivery boy gave forth a shout
 that was nothing short of a lion's roar!...



[...to be continued...]