The Urge

The Urge is back and as mean as ever. Donate to Nifty :p

*********** The Urge 3 ***********

Once again, the Urge was hungry for adventure, but it was bored by the idea of doing the same old stuff. Had it really tried everything in its power?

Surely, there were some new combinations. It only had to try harder to find desires that worked well together.

Mac

The blond 16 year old Mac was on his morning jog before school when his brain was punched to shreds by the need to cum.

He stopped on a bridge, above a river, and stripped in the morning chill. His lean, creamy white body was shining from a light layer of sweat as he stood fully nude in the morning sun and fucked his fists like his life depended on it.

Mac was going to get a great mix of urges. First came the good old desire to look fucked up. Nothing changed on the outside but the Urge was aware Mac now fantasized about nothing but how to ruin himself.

A favorite of the creative intruder's ideas was the have the boy wish for anal in dangerous places. As soon as the Urge had planted the concept in Mac's mind, the teen slowed down his jerking and looked around.

On one end of the bridge were the remnants of a construction site – work soon to be continued.

While a few cars drove by, Mac found himself a metal bolt and some rope.

Back on the bridge, the boy fingered himself open just enough to slide the bolt in, burning his unlubed insides.

That was the anal part taken care off.

Under the Urge's professional guidance, Mac fashioned himself a simple rope harness through his legs and around his chest. With the same string, he tied his feet together.

That left a lot of rope hanging off his legs. He tied the end of it to the bridge's handrail.

To keep the bolt from falling out, Mac used his t-shirt to tie it to his hands, which were in turn bound in the small of his back.

With his brain swimming in sex hormones, the slender teen stepped onto the rim of the bridge.

It was no bungee rope, so he couldn't just jump. Mac had to use all his strength for rappelling with his hands tied behind his back.

The bridge wasn't too high, so the naked boy made it to the river easily. He was hanging head first, held up by the feet. It was way too much to take in and Mac's mind almost broke through for a second.

Now the Urge added a little desire for restrains. This shut the bound teen up nicely.

The rope was long enough to let Mac hang into the icy water to his abs, keeping his head firmly underwater.

He had to use every ounce of strength in his torso to flex himself up and out of drowning. Curled up in this way, the Urge let him get back to masturbating, which now consisted of Mac pulling his hands apart to drive the bolt in, let it slide out a bit, and drive it in again.

Over and over the upside-down boy failed to keep his body fully tense and his head and chest dipped into the freezing river. In spite of this he was sweating from the intense workout.

Since Mac was already leaking huge amounts of cum, the Urge returned to its old technique of making the cum sticky. Streaks of white ran along Mac's abs and froze in place, making it look as if his dick had just orgasmed all over him, except it would keep looking like that for as long as it took the teen to get freed.

Mac didn't realized any of that since he was too busy getting his first anal orgasm – and getting addicted to it.

There wasn't quite enough danger, so the Urge made sure the knot around Macs feet was getting loose. He'd drop in headfirst, in about ten minutes. Ten utterly blissful minutes.

Yuki

Just out of the shower, the 19 year old Yuki clutched his rapidly hardening dick. The well-muscled Asian boy didn't get far.

The Urge gave him an immutable chastity fetish and instantly, Yuki stopped jerking off. He thought how never touching his dick again was the most erotic thing ever.

But the teen was horny as hell, so naturally, this was a difficult commitment to stick to.

A simple way to keep him in line was to keep his hands busy. The Urge made Yuki's fingers wander to his chest and touch his nipples.

Insane pleasure shocked the boy out of his remaining mind. He pinched and twisted with all his might, the erection leaking untouched.

Yuki, too, got the desire to ruin his looks, but he could do something about it right away. The long, black hair fell victim to a razor as the muscular teen gave himself a full shave everywhere except the fringe.

He stepped out of the bathroom. The Urge saw that the boy was at his girlfriend's place. A used condom was still on the bed.

Instilled with an insatiable thirst for cum, Yuki jumped at the little tube and sucked its inside dry until all his cum was back inside him.

He never let go of his nipples unless absolutely vital to get more cum. As soon as the condom was depleted he dug into the trash bin to find the other one he had filled that night.

While the Urge left to check where Yuki's girlfriend was right now, it found someone else interesting.

Yuki raced out of the room, naked. He entered the neighboring one without knocking.

The Urge had already prepared the inhabitant – the girlfriend's father.

The guy got naked as well, following the Urge's instructions. Yuki dropped to his knees and buried his face in the older man's pubes. He didn't even know the man's name.

Within seconds, the straight Yuki turned into a divine cocksucker. He worked on his nipples while his lips, tongue and throat did all the hard parts of milking the dad in front of him, who used the fringe to pull and torment Yuki's throat as hard as possible.

It didn't take long until the father shot his juice down the Asian victim's esophagus.

The Urge left Yuki with the deep seated need to let the whole world know he was a cum slut.

Julius

It was a thick, beefy man, whose mind the Urge took over next. The 31 year old Julius was leaving his local gym when he fell victim to the intruder.

The Urge let the buff man walk up to his car before making him lose all clothes. Julius got in nude and drove off.

Of course he got the desire to look fucked up in some way, but that was getting kind of old. The Urge decided to add nudity to the need and see what Julius would have done about it next time.

As the man had to drive, the Urge used a new trick to keep his hands on the wheel. Julius now had the need to cum only hands free. In addition he got a massive edging fetish – those would go well together.

Julius drove for a long time, his hard dick dripping little, clear drops down its shaft. Sticky cum was going to be useful here, too, surely. But the Urge wanted more than the same old tricks ten times in a row.

It decided to go the other direction and gift Julius a new kind of cum that didn't stick like glue. No, instead it was going to run like water and distribute itself nicely. He would be caked with a shining layer of man juice instead of squirts sticking in place.

With his smooth body getting increasingly wet with pre-cum on crotch, abs and thighs, Julius moaned in his seat as he moved onto the highway.

While the man kept going in a random direction, the Urge leaned back and took its time altering his personality. The man was already kind of jockish so it was fairly simple to give him a need to get muscles. Working out was going to be an unprecedented erotic experience for him.

Having gotten completely lost, Julius left his car and ran along the road. The Urge made him jog so that his dick slapped left and right, shooting thin streaks of cum all over his beefy torso as if he had been jogging under a rain cloud of cum.

When there was no way for Julius to find back to his car, the Urge let him get toward orgasm. Naturally, it had to happen hands free, though.

The man decided for himself how to do it. He didn't even register that he was in the middle of nowhere but still visible to other cars driving by. He simply twerked to make his dick slap onto his abs.

That wasn't humiliating enough so he, too, got the nipple need and pinched himself over the edge. Wildly shaking and with both hands firmly on his chest, the Urge left the man.

Julius regained control close to orgasm. His need to edge was strong enough to have him slow down. He was going to spend a lot longer, letting everyone driving past him see how many hours he could last.

Mac

The Urge saw with satisfaction that it had instilled the desires strongly enough to make Mac take action in the meantime.

The boy had gotten himself a metal collar with d-rings and wore bracelets as well as anklets that could be hooked into those. He hadn't used them yet, he only fantasized.

As far as the fucked up look was concerned, Mac had chosen to wear a mesh shirt and low hanging sweat pants, leaving his underwear (a red thong) glaringly obvious. His once fashionably shaggy hair was now a bright green ponytail, with everything else shaved off.

A shiny ring hung from his septum.

When the Urge took over, the boy was on his way to school again. While rubbing his hardening dick under the thong, he steered into a bad neighborhood, the opposite way he was supposed to go.

A house that looked abandoned but was just ill maintained became his target.

Mac smashed in a window and climbed inside. The owner was nowhere to be seen. There were some drug paraphernalia – importantly, a lighter.

The teen stripped, so he ended up with nothing but his collar, bracelets and anklets.

He was fully hard and leaking sticky cum but there were preparations to make. Mac stole a beer from the fridge and opened it, but didn't drink from it yet.

The beer on the living room table, Mac grabbed the lighter and set the kitchen door ablaze. It worked better than it had any right to.

With the Urges supernatural guidance, Mac arranged his limbs in a way that demanded more flexibility than the teen naturally possessed. He was on his back on the sofa, illuminated by the spreading flames on the other side of the room.

First his ankle cuffs were linked into his collar, leaving him with tightly curled up with his ass toward the fire.

He shoved the beer bottle up his ass with no preparation, letting only the alcohol smooth his insides as the dry glass burned him.

Mac pushed and pushed to get the bottle in all the way, while his fire made its way across a shelf and a sideboard. The walls were flammable, too, it turned out.

In the end, his wrists were also hooked into the collar and he became a stuffed turkey.

With his hands and feet firmly bound, the only way for him to fuck his ass was by flexing his whole body and humping the air with his exposed ass.

He leaked so much sticky cum, he was basically getting glued to the cushions. As the fire encroached on him, anal orgasms took over his mind and made him incapable of perceiving danger.

The Urge left with the knowledge that sense would return slowly to the boy. Just barely in time.

Yuki

The strong Asian teen had taken the chastity concept seriously. The Urge found him with a chastity cage fixed to his body by a piercing through the dick of his head. The device was thus irremovable.

While he had been at it, Yuki had added nipple rings. He was playing with them just as the Urge took over.

The boy pinched his nipples harder but there wasn't much he could do to get himself to orgasm. Instead of letting him go crazy with lust, the Urge continued where it had last left of.

There was a second person present. Yuki was at home and the boy in his room was his own twin.

The brother was asleep on his bed, just napping. The Urge made sure he wouldn't awaken prematurely.

Yuki stripped. He hadn't added any gear but now with his reflection in the window, the Urge noticed the rainbow colored fringe, which was the only bit of hair left on Yuki's body.

The teen pulled his brother's covers away and tongued the limp dick for as long as it took it to harden. In the meantime, he kept up the nipple play.

His brother mumbled in his sleep but not much else happened while his erection grew.

The Urge was already thinking about how to make the situation more exciting when Yuki began to finger his brother's hole. Well, that was something else.

Watching it happen, the Urge let its victim penetrate the twin's ass with two, then three fingers. Apparently, Yuki wanted to milk as much cum out of his sibling as possible.

It was the right time.

The brother woke up. He jolted and cried out but froze in place. Yuki never stopped sucking and fingering.

The victim's twin cringed and flexed his body but made no move to stop the process. After a second of hesitation, their eyes met and the brother grabbed Yuki's fringe.

His eyes rolled back into his head while he drove his dick deep into Yuki's throat. Unexpectedly, the boy getting blown wanted to return a favor and leaned forward to finger Yuki's ass, too.

With the brothers engaged in mutual anal stimulation, Yuki's free hand dancing between his nipples and slurping noises filling the room, the Urge considered its job done.

However, it wanted a little bit more and of course it would have just that.

The moment Yuki received his brother's massive load, the boys' father entered to see what the ruckus was all about. He had been directed by the Urge to appear just as Yuki's mouth was overwhelmed and his brother's cum dripped from the corners of his lips.

That would require some explanation.

Julius

The way the buff man had dealt with the nudity fetish was simple. He wore nothing but a jockstrap.

He was in his car and next to him were sweatpants, since he couldn't leave the vehicle looking like he wanted.

Wherever he was going, though, it had to wait.

The Urge made Julius stop in the middle of the highway and had him leave his car behind.

Having been struck with a nipple kink, too, the man had gotten himself nipple rings. They were, however, much bigger than Yuki's.

Another interesting feature were the tattoos. Looking fucked up meant something else to him that it had to most. He was covered in ink. Starting with a sleeve tattoo, he had patterns running along his arm and spreading out over his back, chest and flank. On the opposite side, his calf was the starting point for a pattern running up his leg and his ass.

The tatts were all realistic, squirting dicks of every conceivable variety.

With only the smallest prodding, Julius dropped his jockstrap and continued along the road naked. He was semi hard but still needed to get to orgasm hands free.

While on the move, he hip-thrusted the air to get his dick slapping on his abs. It was a slow method and the Urge made sure a full erection was not going to happen until his car was well out of sight.

It was only the beginning of a long, long edging session.

Once in a good spot, where he was visible to as many cars as possible, Julius began a workout. He did burpees.

In the parts of the exercise where he did push ups, his dick head touched the hot asphalt. During the other ninety-five percent he received no simulation.

The Urge made sure the sensation was cumulative, so the erection was going to stay on for as long as Julius kept working out. With every jump from the squatting position, the man flung another string of pre-cum onto himself.

Julius needed to orgasm. And for that, he needed to stimulate his dick. For which, of course, he had to keep up the burpees.

The midday sun crawled across the sky, making the man sweat more than he would have from the exercise alone. He became more and more vocal as the effort continued, but his noises were increasingly pathetic whimpers.

With the man's mind getting close to breaking, the supernatural intruder worked on mind alterations to make Julius focused on the workout. His desire for building muscles was now adding to his sexual fulfillment like it hadn't before. He could feel his fibers expand and harden, he could sense the fat melt to nothingness.

He built more muscles than in all his previous gym visits combined.

When evening fell, the Urge left. Julius was crying, both from joy and exhaustion. There was a good chance he'd get to watch the sun rise.

Interlude

There was a simple drive in Mac to let others see his fucked up slut nature. The best solution had been to put his pics online.

Most of his day was spent coming up with new scenarios, to visit semipublic places and nearly get caught riding a dildo. He didn't dare to use the restraints. Even though he carried a spider gag, he had never found the courage to use it on himself in public unless he could take it of instantly.

Tying himself up was out of the question. If only there was someone would could help him – who could force him a little over the edge and leave him with a backup plan so Mac could get bound anywhere he wanted...

Yuki had found a site by some boy who liked to show off his sluttiness. It was an idea Yuki had been toying with. He had to think about his future, especially since his parents were on the verge of kicking him out.

Was his best bet to go online and... well, he wouldn't become a prostitute, right? His thirst for cum wasn't that overwhelming. Even with the changed looks Yuki still had some pride.

Then what could he do...

Julius didn't have any such concerns. He was more contempt than ever.

His life revolved around the gym. With the mass he had gained it was like owning a completely new body.

Working out in a jock strap had been too much for the gym owners so he had settled for a thong after some debate.

Julius worked hard, because he had to. Unless he was sweating immensely, it would have become obvious that cum was constantly running out of his thong and down his legs.

As things stood, his sweat washed it off, making him leave cum spots on the ground as it dried.

The only frustrating thing was that he had to spend hours jerking off handlessly. It interfered with his life and especially his workouts. If only he could find someone to blow him on command 24/7. Alas, he didn't have time to go on dates to find someone willing to indulge him for nothing in return.

Maybe there was someone out there, thirsting for cum...

One week later

Since Mac wanted to show off his slut boy body as much as possible, he had to make sure there was something worth seeing.

In shorts and a tanktop, the teen trained away at a gym, dreaming about using his wrist and ankle cuffs to pin himself to the machines.

Today, his schedule overlapped with an extremely beefy man in a thong, who had dicks tattooed all over. Were people even allowed to train like that?

It was the ideal moment for the Urge to strike.

Mac watched the massive man drop his flimsy clothes and start twerking. With some shock but great interested the teen saw the man's dick harden and cum fling in clear drops into the air.

Surely someone was going to intervene any second now, right?

"Julius, what the fuck?" said another man. "Have you lost it? You can't... Uh... w-what..."

Mac frowned at the scene as the other man stripped too. Why would he...?

Every single guy in the gym lost his clothes. Only Mac stayed still, completely confused.

The massively sweating, immensely buff guy named Julius became the center of a circle jerk, being the only one now using his hands to masturbate.

A dozen men – from early teens to senior citizens – openly beat their meat and Mac only watched in fascination.

Hesitantly, he stripped his attire, too, and began rubbing his nipples.

Then the Urge had a second to spare for him and his brain was crushed by ideas how to make things even better... or worse.

Mac ran up to Julius, dropped to his knees behind the man and buried his face in the thick ass cheeks.

Seconds later, he felt something poking his own ass, but it was neither a tongue nor a dick.

The end of a barbell entered Mac without warning. While the Urge protected his body from getting damaged, the sensation itself was unreduced.

Mac screamed into Julius' ass while he got impaled up to the first bend of his guts.

He slipped and dropped to all fours. That was when he saw a new arrival, a boy with a rainbow fringe, sucking Julius' dick.

Yuki drank the muscle man's liquid cum as if he had been wandering the desert in search of a drop of water.

The buff Asian liked the seemingly endless supply of cum and was happy about the unexpected opportunity at the gym. But then the Urge took a moment to make him want a little more – his own orgasm wasn't going to milk itself into existence after all.

The buff man wasn't going to cum anytime soon, too, so catching a load would take a while unless the boy switched targets.

Yuki got up and walked around the buff man to see a pretty boy with a green pony tail getting impaled by a huge metal rod. Weird.

He himself dropped to his knees next to an old man and sucked his dick, while fingering his own ass. More cum loads and milking. That was more like it.

Mac was lifted off his feet and got his ankle shackles tied to his collar. He could still use his hands but the nude guys all around him didn't let go of the barbell and rammed it up his ass again.

This time, with Mac on his back, it got in way deeper.

Julius was happy to edge away handlessly, but there was something more he needed all of the sudden.

How could he get to orgasm faster? Something told him to try anal stimulation. He walked to the thin boy currently getting ass raped with a metal bar and took position.

While Mac still struggled to take the ever farther sliding barbell, the Julius guy stood with his ass out on the other end of the bar and stepped right back to impale himself.

It had to take an inhuman need for anal to shove himself onto the dry bar, thick as the girthiest dick.

Yuki had blown two guys and was about to move onto his third. Then he saw something mind boggling. The buff guy (standing up) and the pony tail boy (on his back) were shoving their asses together to touch, with a barbell bar inside them.

But those bars were so long. Didn't they...

The thin boy gargled and a metal rod poked out of his mouth bit by bit. Meanwhile the muscled man's moans turned into choking sounds and metal stuck out his mouth, too.

The bar went fully through them.

Yuki saw the buff man squirt more and more drops and moved over to make sure to catch any load about to be shot.

One month later

Mac's mouth was opened wide by the spider gag. He was in stuffed turkey positon again, his limbs fixed to his collar. There was a blindfold, too.

In a few minutes, someone was going to enter the bushes in this public park and fuck him in any way the person wanted.

Mac had no idea who and wasn't going to find out until he got to watch the video of it. The fuck had been arranged anonymously by Master Julius.

The massive man, meanwhile, had gone away – to make sure Mac was in maximum danger – and would only return in at hour or so. Maybe later, if the other two anonymous fucks took their time with Mac.

Probably, Master Julius was doing lunges at home, with Yuki crawling after him to lick up the cum drops. That boy got a bit antsy if he had less than five customers to suck off during the day.

Really though, Mac liked Yuki. The fellow teen was always willing to give a blowjob or to get fucked. Sometimes it was nice to just fuck some ass, even of it was nowhere near the sensation of getting anal while in danger.

Speaking of which, a dick slammed into Mac's gagged open mouth. He was choking but not much. Then the stranger's hands closed around Mac's throat. That was more like it.

The boy got lost in the blissful satisfaction of fulfilling... his Urge.

Is this the end of the Urge? Kind of.

I'm mostly done with the premise as you may have noticed by the decreasing chapter length (and creativity).

HOWEVER, there's possibly a guest entry coming, by an avid fan of my original story. So this is not the final ending. More boys and men will suffer.

If anybody else wants to add an entry, send me an email. Or just tell me you like what's already there.