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The Downsides (Benefits) of being a Slug Trainer

Ok, so there may be a few downsides to training brain invading slugs to possess hot guys.

They may just end up places where they are not supposed to be.

Today was another one of our bi weekly Smash get togethers at my place with my 2 buds. Ben and Derek decided to one v one each other, so I left to the kitchen to go grab some snacks in the downtime. When I came back to the living room I was met with the sight of the two mindlessly making out with each other on the ground. The match still going on the TV, but no-one was picking up the controllers. Ben was on top of Derek, and the two were chest to chest sloppily going at each other. And on the ground next to them was a slightly ajar mason jar. It must've fallen down from the shelf and released the slugs, who as they've done many times over, immediately went for the nearest suitable targets.

Never in my wildest dreams did I think I had a chance to score with my best friend, though I’d been checking out his body since we were in high school. We’d watched straight porn so many times I’d lost count, and he’d bust watching the action, while I nutted watching him. Today was a shocker — not only did I walk in on him watching 2 dudes fucking, he was fingering his hole while taking it in with all the curiosity of a virgin.

I was hoping I’d not startle him, but he was so fucking entranced that any inhabition he might have had was long gone.

And now here he was — naked, horny, and apparently hungry for a new experience. My fuckin lucky day.

We locked eyes as I dropped my shorts and threw my shirt to the floor. My fingers replaced his, and his gaze never left mine until I dropped down to eat his peach of a hole. I thought he was going to cum he was moaning and writhing so much. But after I’d had my full meal I heard his imploring, “fuck me.”

I pressed my cock head against his sloppy hole, and he guided me into him. I lost my mind at the realization of my fantasy as we rocked to and fro with a perfect rhythm of trust and lust. The friction of our bodies must have provided all the motion his cock desired because I felt the wordless spasms of his hole around my engorged shaft, followed by the sticky warmth of his cum on my hairy belly. It felt like I was blacking out as I busted my nut deep into his guts and collapsed onto him like dead weight.