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Julian’s hands traveled over Monty’s bare chest beneath him, Monty gripped Julian’s hips over his pants. “Fuck I want you so bad.” Monty moaned into Julian’s mouth.
“I want you too.” Julian leaned deeper into Monty’s grip, deeper into his kiss. Their lips sealed together. Body’s hot from desire for each other. Julian could feel the mound growing in Monty’s lap beneath him.
“Fuck! Let me fuck you please?” Monty practically begged as he thrust up and squeezed tighter.
“We don’t have time.” Julian lied. “Besides I told you I – I’m having tummy issues.” Julian didn’t lie.
“I’ll be gentle.” He coaxed, his fingers traveling around to the back of Julian’s pants. He tried to loop into the belt loops and pull them down but Julan stopped him.
“Babe, stop please.” He grinned into another kiss, trying to distract him by sucking his lips into his. A little nibble the way he liked it elicited a yip of surprise and pleasure. “Mmm.” They moaned in unison. Julian grabbed Monty’s hands and led them to his chest, under his shirt. His tits had become sensitive and more erogenous than they had before. Monty squeezed and circled a nipple with his thumbs. “Oh god.” Julian moaned.
It took everything in him not to rip both of their pants off and fuck Monty right there on the living room couch. He was so horny. He could feel his new anatomy ache and urge him to take Monty’s cock into him. Julian had begun to self-lubricate when aroused. He could feel that slick begin to leak out of him. He clenched to prevent a stain or mess.
“Ugh, I need to taste you.” Julian leaned back as Monty continued to play with his tits. He couldn’t take it. He needed something. He needed to have Monty fuck his face, cum in his mouth at the least. He could feel Monty needed it too.
“Oh yeah.” Monty groaned with a smirk as Julian got on his knees in front of him. They both fumbled and fought to open Monty’s belt and undo the zipper.
“Fuck.” Julian bit his lip at the sight of the cock swinging free. It stood up tall and straight. Hard as iron with its’ engorged, pink head. A bead of pre-cum bubbled at the top and Julian could see a dark spot on Monty’s undies from the liquid. He wasted no time as he sank his mouth onto it. The thickness gave him some resistance but he inched his way down, playing with the balls as he did.
“Ohhhh….” Monty groaned as Julian began to bob up and down, groaning and causing his throat to vibrate up and down the shaft as he did. “Fuck baby…you had no idea how much I needed this.” It had been over two weeks since they’d fucked. He hadn’t even had time to jerk off. He wouldn’t last long – not with Julian’s expert throat skills. His balls tightened and Monty clenched his entire being, willing his orgasm to ebb.
Julian began to pick up his pace, needing to taste the cum more than he needed to breath. His neck loosening to accommodate the girth. He gagged and coughed each time his nose smashed into Monty’s mound but he never stopped.
“Jesus! Fuck, what has gotten into you?” Monty began to buck into his boyfriend’s mouth. His large meaty hands grabbed the sides of the man’s head and kept him in place as he began to put in some work. Each thrust up causing a stream of saliva to spill out of Julian’s mouth.
“Ack! Ack! Ack! Guk! Guk!” He coughed as Monty got rough with him. Julian’s fingers curled around the beefy thighs on each side of him, his nails digging into them. Telling Monty to keep going.
“Fuck! Just like that huh? Is that how you want it? Huh, slut? Fucking little slut?” Monty growled. The words punching as his cock did. “Fuck I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna- I’m about to -”
“Jesus fucking! Gah!” Riley screamed as he walked in. “You dirty little fags! Couldn’t do this in your room?”
“Oh my god!” Monty froze, grabbing for a pillow to cove himself. Turing beet red.
“Riley!” Julian fell to the ground in shame.
“Not the pillow Monty!” Riley whined as he noticed Monty covering himself with his nice throw pillows.
“God I’m sorry!” He threw the pillow then quickly moved his hands over his still rock-hard cock.
“Riley, you were supposed to text us when you were here.” Julian covered his face in embarrassment, peaking through his fingers.
“I did,” Riley walked into the apartment and closed the door. “you didn’t answer. So I came up to get you.” He had gotten off work and since they were pressed for time Julian and Monty were going to meet him in his car with a change of clothes before heading to the bar for the party. It was Wesley’s birthday. One of Monty’s roommates. They were all going out to celebrate.
Julian checked his phone. He had texted several times. “Sorry.” Julian grimaced.
“Whatever you dirty little…ugh.” Riley walked over and grabbed the stack of clothes on the side table. “Since I’m here I’ll go get changed. Filthy fucking…” He grumbled the whole way.
“Sorry.” Both men called after Riley as he walked to his room.
“Uh-huh.” He slammed the door.
“Finish?” Monty asked with a sheepish grin. “I’m still hard.”
“No.” Julian gave him a look.
“Happy birthday Wes!” Danny, Julian’s older brother roared. They were all a few drinks into their bar crawl down Rainey street. A beer sloshed in his hand as he threw his arm around Wesley.
“Woo!” The group called in unison. Julian was deeper in than usual. Riley had agreed to be the driver for everyone. Uncharacteristic of him.
Monty and Julian swayed in the crowd with the music. Some would call it dancing. Others…
Wes hooted and hollered as people bought him shots and drinks. A few girls kissed him as a gift. He was a handsome guy and would no doubt go home with someone.
“I’m gonna go get another drink, you want anything?” Julian asked Monty.
“I’m good, thanks!” He answered over the music and crowd. Julian kissed him and stumbled his way to the bar.
“Can I get an amaretto sour?” The bartender nodded in answer to Julian’s request.
He leaned forward as he sat on the stool. Julian didn’t usually drink this much, but he needed to relax. It had been a stressful month and it was only going to get more so. He’d managed to keep Monty at bay with blowjobs but he was going to start asking questions soon. Questions Julian didn’t have answers to. They’d went from fucking like horny teenagers with no supervision to this. Julian coming up with excuses not to.
Even though he wanted to. So, so, so badly. Julian wanted to ride Monty, bend over for him, get on his back for him. Try any and every position. But he couldn’t. At least not without a condom and Monty would get suspicious if they started using them now.
Dr. Holt needed to hurry up with making some birth control for him.
“Hey Worm.” Danny came up to the bar and belched in Julian’s ear, calling him a childhood nickname.
“Gross.” He pushed his brother playfully. Being a little too drunk he swayed a little too much but recovered.
“Nice punch.” Danny faked hurt.
“I’ll show you a punch.” He faked a threat as the bartender brought him his drink. He thanked him and took a sip. “What do you want?”
“He’s head over heels for you.” Danny cut to the chase. “Should I give him the older brother ‘hurt him and I’ll kill you’ talk?”
“No.” Julian laughed. Danny was the third person to Monty being in love with him up. A small part of him feared he wouldn’t if -when- he told him what was going on. He knew he’d have to eventually.
“Good, I think he’d beat my ass.” Danny chuckled. Julian joined him. “What about you?” He asked his younger brother.
“What about me?” Julian asked through the alcohol brain.
“How do you feel about him? He thinks you don’t like him the way he likes you. He’s scared actually. Won’t say so, but at the firehouse when he talks about you…” He trails off as they look at Monty dancing in the crowd. His tall and broad frame hard to miss.
“I,” Julian thought about it. “I like him. A lot.” It was true. He still had reservations and insecurities about their relationship, but he did like him. A lot. “I just…”
“What?” Danny asked when Julian didn’t answer.
“Nothing. It’s complicated. You wouldn’t understand.” There was no way he could tell his brother about the medical mix-up.
“Gay stuff?” He scrunched his face.
“Yes Danny,” Julian took a drink and threw his head back with a soft laugh. “gay stuff.” They laughed as Danny looped his arm around Julian’s neck, pulling him back to the dance floor.
Within moments Monty was pulling Julian back towards him and their bodies melded together. Almost like no one else was there. Just them, the heat and the beat of the music thumping in their bones.
A few bars and hours later the whole group was properly drunk. Elias, another of the roommates, had gone off with somebody in a Ryde. Danny was calling one now for him and his roommate and girlfriend. Riley and Wes were talking about something while Monty and Julian sat on the curb outside a patio bar.
Julian leaned his head on Monty’s shoulder. “I’m gonna call it. Head home.”
“I’ll get Riley.” Julian slurred.
“No, I’ll just call a Ryde.” Monty burped, pulling his phone out of his pocket. As he did, Julian glanced down and saw a tent had formed in his pants.
“Oh,” He noticed with a smile, he reached a hand out and patted it.
“Ha don’t do that babe. Unless you’re gonna take care of it.” Monty bent his head down and kissed Julian’s forehead.
“You know,” Julian let the drink speak for him. “you don’t live too far and I didn’t finish what I started earlier.” His hand rubbed the bulge.
“Serious? What about your stomach?” Monty asked as he confirmed in the app for the pickup.
“What about it?” Julian asked, forgetting his lie.
“Well okay then.” He kissed his boyfriend.
Soon, the car pulled up and no one noticed the couple slip into the back seat and drive away. In fifteen minutes or so they were stumbling into the elevator, lips locked. Fingers curled around each other in different places.
They practically fell into Monty’s apartment, then his room, then his bed as their clothes fell off of them. Both of them too drunk to really think about how it was happening. It almost felt like swimming.
Julian laid on his back and pulled his legs up to his chest as Monty kissed down his body to find his hole.
Monty licked the opening, the slick giving a salty taste. “Mm,” He moaned into Julian’s pussy.
“Oh Monty…” Julian whined as Monty’s tongue split him open. The man began to slither in and out, his fingers massaging the slit.
“Fuck that pussy looks like it’s just waiting for me, huh?” Monty commented, too drunk to notice how it tasted a way it shouldn’t taste. Leak a liquid it shouldn’t leak.
“You have no idea…” Julian smiled as he felt Monty grab both of his ankles and line his cock up with the entrance. “Oh Monty,” He cried as his boyfriend pressed into him. “Oh Monty.” He repeated. Then fear sparked across him, bursting through the drunkenness. “Oh Monty!” He sat up, alert.
“What? Did I hurt you?” Monty leaned forward and took Julian’s face in his hands. “What is it?” He asked.
“No, I just…uhm. Use a condom.” Julian didn’t want to stop it, he wanted to have sex. He just didn’t want to risk it.
“Why? We never have before?” Monty was puzzled.
“Uh, in case there’s…” Julian lied, hoping it wouldn’t kill the mood or provoke further question.
“Babe, I’m a grown up. I’m okay with a little mess.” He kissed Julian with a laugh and tried to lay him back down.
“Mm, Monty you have no idea how hot that maturity actually is but please. Just get a condom.” Julian pushed against his chest.
“I don’t know if I even have any.” He chuckled, when Julian just stared at him he leaned over to his bedside table. “But I’ll check.” He returned triumphantly and tore the package open, sliding it on. “Happy?”
“You have no idea. Now fuck me.”
“My pleasure.” The two fell back into the bed, Julian wrapping his legs and arms around Monty. His nails digging into Monty’s back with pleasure as Monty’s dick sunk into him. “Oh yeah…” Monty moaned into Julian’s ear. “You have no idea how much I needed this.” He began to thrust in and out.
“Oh god, me too.” Julian’s eyes fell into the back of his head; pleasure he’d never felt before coursed through him. He felt Monty fill his new body and it caused an explosion. “Oh holy-god-fucking-OH MONTY!” He roared. “Fuck me!” Julian begged.
“Babe,” Monty moaned breathless as he started slamming in and out of Julian. Skins slapping against skin. Echoing throughout the room.
Julian’s cervix clenched Monty, spasming all around his thickness. Milking his cock as Monty’s head fell back. He’d never felt this before. It was a grip that almost pulled his dick off of him.
The two men roared and wailed, windows vibrating as the headboard slammed against the wall. Monty propped himself up and withdrew to the tip before slamming back in. Julian yipped. Monty repeated the movement and Julian repeated the reaction. Their sexual energy was a symphony as Monty gave Julian’s cunt no pity.
“Harder Monty!” He begged. “Fuck my pussy.”
“Oh, yeah. You like that you little whore?” He called Julian names. It turned them both on. Julian grabbed his ankles and pulled them up to give Monty a deeper angle. He sank in with more obscenities. “That’s my fucking pussy, ain’t it bitch!” He roared, gripping the back of Julian’s thighs. Monty bounced up and down on Julians’ hole.
“Yes, yes daddy. That’s your pussy!” Julians’ toes curled, feeling his orgasm build. “I’m close! I’m close!” He wailed.
“You gonna cum for me whore? Huh? Gonna cum for daddy?” Monty rutted up inside Julian with each thrust, hitting the sweet spot each time.
“I’m-I’m-Ahh!” Julian came. His cock erupting with the pearly liquid ass his hole did too. A slick, clear liquid gushed from him as he spasmed. “Fuck!” Julian growled as Monty kept fucking him.
“I’m gonna tear that fucking cunt up.” Monty promised as he grew close himself. He felt Julian clamp down on him. “Fuck baby. Fuck.” Monty leaned down and kissed Julian. “Here it comes!” He said between their lips.
He exploded deep inside Julian. Julian dragged his nails down Monty’s wide back. “Ah!” Monty groaned as he pulsed inside. His body roared with heat and passion. He collapsed, out of energy, on top of Julian.
They both huffed and took deep breaths. Worn from their session.
“I love you,” Monty whispered drunk and breathless as he rolled off of Julian. He ripped the condom off and tossed it to the ground half hazardly. He lay back in his bed and fell asleep almost instantly.
Julian’s cheeks turned red as he crawled up and laid his head on Monty’s chest. Falling asleep to the rhythm of his heart and the sound of his breathing. “I love you too.” He whispered.
An hour or so later Monty woke up and slid out from under Julian tenderly. He turned him over and used a shirt to wipe the cum and slick dripping from his hole and caking his body. Careful not to wake Julian, Monty picked up the condom and went to throw it away in the bathroom when he noticed it had torn.
“Whoops.” He chuckled as he tossed it and began taking a piss. Afterward he brushed his teeth and crawled quietly back into bed and took Julian into his arms. Covering both of them with the blanket. He kissed the back of Julian’s neck and fell back asleep.
A few weeks later…
Julian wiped the edges of his mouth. “Gross.” He’d just thrown up. It tasted like yesterday’s lunch still. He’d had some chicken that must’ve been bad.
He would be worried but there was no way he was pregnant. He’d taken one the night before to be sure. He’d thrown up last night too. He and Monty had been using condoms since their drunken night and Julian had gotten better at coming up with excuses as to why. Sort of.
All of Julian’s worries would be put to bed today anyway. He was about to go to his sixty day check in with Dr. Holt. It was mid-July, it was hot out and today the good doctor would be giving Julian some birth control that wouldn’t raise his estrogen levels.
It was a good day.
Julian said goodbye to Riley as he left and made the trek to the parking garage. Then his car. Then the road. Then the clinic.
It was a sunny day. A good day. Julian was about to get some updates on how they were gonna fix this, he’d lost fifteen pounds, and he and Monty had dinner plans for tonight.
It was a good day.
And that’s how he answered Dr. Holt and Nurse Castillo when they’d asked.
“That’s good to hear.” She smiled as she drew some blood. Dr. Holt readied the sonogram machine. “And how’s that man of yours?”
“He’s great. It’s great. Everything is great.” Julian practically glowed. “Had some bad chicken but everything is great.”
“That’s amazing.” Dr. Holt smiled as he lifted Julian’s shirt. “Cold.” He warned, squeezing the gel onto his abdomen.
“Ooh.” Julian cooed as Dr. Holt moved the wand over his stomach.
“Okay, there’s been some growth. But we expected that.” He studied the screen. “I’ll check your testes to make sure, but it looks like you’re fully developed.”
“I think you mean ‘Tovaries’.” Julian joked.
“’Tovaries’?” Carmen arched a brow.
“Testes turned ovaries. ‘Tovaires’.” Julian explained. She laughed as she took the blood away to get it tested. She left the room.
“I’ll be sure to trademark that for you.” Dr. Holt laughed as he extended the stirrups.
Julian raised his feet and Dr. Holt held each of the Tovaires in his hand as he used the machine on them.
“Yup, fully grown.” The doctor sat down with a smile. “Once the blood tests come back we’ll be able to tell you more, but now that you’re fully developed we can look into extraction. If that is still what you want.”
“I’ve been thinking about it and I think it is. I’m happy this serum was able to do this, but I don’t think it was meant for me.” Julian sat up on the bed and explained his stance. “I hope this drug can be a miracle for others. But for me? I’m good.”
“Of course. Thank you again.” Sincerity in his voice. “Again. You have no clue.”
“You’re good Doc. Truly. I just can’t wait to get that fat check.” Julian laughed.
“Oh, about that.” Dr. Holt stood up and went to his folder on the counter. “Here.” He handed Julian an envelope. “It’s just the first for now.”
Julian opened it and saw an adequate and thrilling amount of zeros.
Today was a good day.
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