Winter Solstice Part 3

[anomorph]

[COLOR=white]Sooo, is there a way to keep the code for the font from appearing in the text? I compose in word and then copy it over.... [/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]This part has the music worked in much more literally. I hope it's not too distracting. This one's by Portishead - All Mine.[/COLOR]




[COLOR=lightblue]Winter Solstice ? Part 3[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue]No...Fucking...Way...!? Mark finally managed after Junior?s slow growth slid to a halt. From the living room, familiar music continued to play, filling the void of shock. Junior stood, unmoving in the middle of Mark?s kitchen, staring down at his own naked body. ?Junior? Junior, say something to me. I know you can still speak ?cause your big mouth is even bigger now.... Just tell me you?re okay, tell me you?re fi-?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue]?I?m fine. I?m perfect; in fact I don?t think I?ve ever been better.? Junior found his voice at last as he started to stretch his arms up and brush the ceiling with his fingers. ?This just feels so... neat. Come here.?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=plum]<All the stars may shine bright[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]All the clouds may be white>[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue]Mark took a hesitant step forward, apprehension plain on his face.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue][COLOR=lightblue]"[/COLOR]I said come here. It?s not like I?m going to eat you or anything. I?d have to get a hell of a lot bigger to do that. I just want to make sure this is real.? Junior flexed an arm and grinned down at Mark?s face. Apprehension was quickly replaced with attraction. ?Pinch me or something.?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=plum]<But when you smile[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]Ohh how I feel so good[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]That I can hardly wait>[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue]?Pinch you or something? Pinching you is not what comes to mind.? Mark stepped slowly forward, hand reached out toward Junior?s chest.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue]?So you like the chest, huh?? Junior focused his attention on tensing his chest under the light contact made by Mark?s fingertips. The fingers spread out, entire hand unable to bridge the width of the flexing pectoral. Mark drew his fingers back together, hand forming its slender, tapered shape before curling them toward the palm. The slight fingernails pulled slightly at Junior?s skin as the hand eventually closed into a loose fist. The friction of Mark?s nails scratching lightly through the hair on his chest quickened Junior?s breath.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=plum]<To hold you[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]Enfold you>[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue]?Junior?? Mark?s voice was a whisper.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue]?Right here, Mark.? Junior inclined his head forward and rested his forehead on the top of Mark?s head.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue]?Are you sure?? The chest felt like Junior?s. The porn-perfect body looked like Junior?s. The voice sounded like a slightly deeper Junior, but something here wasn?t Junior. Mark was certain of it. It both raised the hair on the back of his neck and quickened his own arousal, this queer uncertainty.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=plum]<Never enough[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]Render your heart to me>[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue]?It?s all me, lover.? Junior lifted a hand to Mark?s chin and gently tilted Mark?s face up to kiss him. Mark kissed back slowly, uncertain of how to manoeuvre around Junior?s new mouth. Junior pressed forward, kissing quicker, his erection quickly rising between them. Mark gave ground, backing up instead of pushing back. After a few steps, he felt the cool, smooth surface of the kitchen wall behind him. Junior thrust forward, hard, pinning Mark against the wall with his chest and pelvis. His left hand rested on the small of Mark?s back, the right forearm rested against the wall, bent at the elbow to peak the bicep slightly. Unable to ignore the very obvious presence of Junior?s stiff cock any longer, Mark deftly slid a hand in between them and began pumping slowly.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=plum]<All mine...[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]You have to be>[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue]Mark was aware of blood rushing in his ears, of the flat surface of the wall behind him, of Junior?s arm cradling him, even against the wall, of Junior?s very hard, very thick erection getting slick in his hand. He could feel heat pulsing between them; measure Junior?s rapid heartbeat thudding against his own chest. Junior?s entire body was tensed, coiled tightly waiting to spring. Mark broke off the kiss.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=plum]<From that cloud, number nine[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]Danger starts the sharp incline>[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue]?What?re you do-ohhhh. Uhnnnn.? Junior tried to speak but Mark?s lips had made their way down to the engorged head of his throbbing member. Words dissolved into vowels when Mark tightened his lips around the sensitive crown and sucked inwards. Vowels bled into moans when Mark?s tongue coiled around the tip of the swollen glans and the rest of the shaft as an age old rhythm began. ?Fuck,? Junior managed to think before thrusting mindlessly, ?His goddamned tongue?s like prehensile or something. Is he really going to dee- Holy Fuuuuu....?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=plum]<And such sad regrets[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]Ohh as those starry skies[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]As they swiftly fall[/COLOR]

[COLOR=plum]Make no mistake[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]You shan't escape[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]Tethered and tied[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]There's nowhere to hide from me[/COLOR]

[COLOR=plum]All mine...[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]You have to be>[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue]Mark used every skill in his repertoire to try and control speed and pace. It quickly became apparent that with him on his knees and a super-sized Junior still standing, what little chance of control was truly laughable. He lost himself in the faster pace Junior demanded. He relished the perfume of Junior?s dampening abdomen, slick with sweat and saliva. Junior?s musky taste filled his mouth, his nose, the back of his throat - pleasure coaxing more saliva to accommodate Junior?s oversized cock in his mouth. Something began to change; the coiling that Mark had noticed earlier started to unravel. Junior?s body began to rumble ever so slightly in his mouth. He could feel it from the shaft he fellated, from the slick sac he cupped and fondled, from the flexing and thrusting body that surrounded him. Junior?s pace ebbed slightly, his movements longer and slow, he tilted his hips to create the most friction within Mark?s mouth. Mark gave the head a final twirl and suck before twisting out from the restrictive pressure of Junior?s hand against the back of his head.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue]?Don?t ? uh ? stop.? Junior panted.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue]Mark stood up on his tip toes to whisper wet and hoarse in Junior?s ear. ?Open your eyes and watch this.?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=plum]<Don't resist[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]We shall exist[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]Until the day I die[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]Until the day I die>[/COLOR]

[COLOR=lightblue]Mark wrapped his fist tightly around the end of Junior?s soaked erection and pressed his thumb firmly against the tender lips of the glans. He slowly scraped his thumb to the side, rough friction overwhelming Junior?s senses. Junior opened his eyes in time to see his cock thicken and the first volley of semen shoot out from between his lover?s fingertips. Mark gasped when the shaft kept thickening, prying his fingers apart as he continued the pumping motion. Junior howled in bliss, voice deepening and knees buckling slightly with the ecstasy of his continued orgasm as he grew even larger than his lover.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=plum]<All mine...[/COLOR]
[COLOR=plum]You have to be.>[/COLOR]

[nj.]

Mhm, very sensual style. Love it.

And the music ended only seconds before the story (excellent choice, by the way)

And I just look out of the window to see that the moon is full

[sexiscriptor]

this is really really really familiar; and i saw you mentioned me at the beginning of the other chapter; forgive my forgetfulness, did you send this to me to read? if so, i pray I was helpful--cuz this was/is AMAZING and i know i'd want to lend whatever support I can

meanwhile, TELL me this isn't over! Seriously, this was fantastic!
I hope to see more of this particularly and from you generally in the near future, man
~Chris

[anomorph]

[COLOR=white]I started it initially at coiled fist and you were one of the people who left a comment there. It's theme lends itself to muscle growth more than the others that I have there.[/COLOR]

There is more to come...finally. I got to sit down at a computer for longer than 20 minutes without a bunch of background mayhem. Mostly productive silence is my new favourite sound.

cheers,

anomorph