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(Chapter 51.) Liam’s Breeder Bitch.
The time has come to leave the academy. We have been here for just over a year now, 6 months of innocence and fun on the eastern campus, 3 months of hell in the breeder camp, and now 5 months of adjustment with Liam on the western campus.
Liam stopped the Golden Nectar a few weeks before we left and was told any further gains would probably not be worth the risks. He was only on it for eight months in total. The results vary from bull to bull.
We could stay for the full two years, which was another 10 months but as Liam was done with the Nectar now and after 8 months he wanted to leave. He was busy and the apartment was not really great for working from.
In some ways, I feel sad. I know Will & Owen, my younger brothers are on the eastern campus and have only just been here a few months but Angel will take care of them. I also know that while I don’t see Angel as much as I did in the breeder dorm. He is still around, like a comfort blanket. He tells me I need to get out and start my new life properly. He never mentioned me not being a full breeder again not since that night before I moved in with Liam. I know I will still see him but it will be planned and not spontaneous and that is something I will miss. We share so much now, we were always close but I feel a sense of closeness to Angel that I never thought possible when we were growing up together. Our shared experience of loss and what this place did to us will always be a bond.
Liam has been good to his word about not letting me suck his cock or fucking me raw. I still have my voice and my pecs on my chest, not breeder tits. If anything I am bigger than ever. My time in the gym well spent. However, I remember the tone of that conversation with his father.
Still, we can’t stay here forever. As awful as this place is, the unknown is always unsettling. What is life like for a breeder outside of these walls?
When we left Liam was fully baked. He stands 6 feet 6 inches, taller than me now. It is only an inch. But an inch is still an inch. He hit a growth spurt in all ways. It happened quite quickly. I look up to him now and I find that unsettling. For so long I would gaze down into his eyes, then for a brief while we were level, and now I have to tilt my head ever so slightly, but I know I do have to do that.
In those last few weeks as we prepared to leave the academy I noticed he had topped out at 10 inches. He was 6.5 soft and quite thin. Something he was not happy about. That was when he stopped the Golden Nectar and for a while, we were sure that was it. I was sort of pleased inside, and for reasons I am not proud of.
At least as a bull, Liam was no bigger than I was as a boy. I know my comparison to my old self is stupid and pointless, but I can’t help it. I have one key flaw and I am a very vain person. It is who I am, and my ego is fed by that. Now though it is hard to feel vain about a dick I no longer have. Still, it doesn’t stop my feelings of envy and jealousy and that doesn’t feel good.
….
Then there was one last change. It had sort of happened by stealth. I noticed one night as Liam rolls a condom down over his cock and I notice how much shaft he has. I must have looked at him strangely.
Liam looks at me, “Hey you ok?”
I stare at his cock, “Yeah, I am fine. Liam, how big is it? How big is your cock?”
“10 inches we measured it a few weeks ago. You remember the doc confirmed it 10 inches. So I am as big as you ever were, no bigger.” His blushes and sheepish looks tell me he is lying. “Sorry I mean that you, well, you were this big. Shit, you know what I mean.” He digs a little hole for himself, but I let that go.
“No, it is fine Liam I think it is longer.” I know he is trying to be kind by letting me know he is no bigger than I used to be but I can see it has grown.
“No. I stopped the Golden Nectar.” I see him blush.
“Liam, you are not a good liar, honestly how big is it,” I ask?
“11 inches,” He says sheepishly. “I had a last minute growth spurt just length, no real girth. Apparently, it can happen. Came on the last few days. I got it checked today. That is why I was doing your butt the last few nights. I can stick anything up there. It won’t get much bigger if at all. I am a month off the nectar,” He says and laughs nervously.
“First off Liam, you can’t just get anything up my butt cunt. RUDE! And two, get on your back,” I say to him.
I straddle him and roll his long cock against my clit. “Fuck Liam you are bigger than I was. Look at it against my fat clit. Your big bull cock and my sad little breeder clit.” I tap his cock against me. This is a change. I feel strangely proud of his big cock. Really turned on and a little sad. To my shame my wet pussy tells me I want to try the finished product.
“Fuck me, doggy Liam. I feel like being slutty tonight,” I say.
I get on all fours. He arches my back and plunges his cock into my cunt and I notice it. We haven’t done doggy for a while but malatya escort tonight we do and I notice the difference and he bangs my front walls with the curve in his cock as he plunges in and out. He pulls my hair back.
“Fuck, god Liam, fuck my bitch cunt with your bull cock,” he does he fucks me hard and fast.
“Fuck, Brett you are so fucking sexy,” he moans.
“Spank me Liam spank my fat breeder ass,” I moan at him. I feel a hard sting on my butt and his long cock deep in my cunt.
“Fucking ride my bull cock,” he says spanking me. Each slap and the feel of him deep inside me get me over the edge quickly, my sad breeder pussy quivering on a cock bigger than mine was. Liam is bigger than me, and I just came.
“Fuck my breeder hole. Oh, fuck Liam make me cum again,” My command sounds like a needy plead.
He pulls out of me, rolls me onto my back, and pulls me to the edge of the bed with ease. He lifts my legs to his shoulders and looks down at me. He loves this position and right now as he takes me as a fully baked bull I love it too. He is taller and bigger than I was and will ever be.
“Yeah, you want to cum again bitch.” He is smiling down at me.
“Yes.” I pant looking up at him, my thick, muscular legs and big feet resting on him.
He slaps his dick hard heavy cock on my sensitive clit. The noise of his skin on mine turns me on. “You want my bull cock,” He asks.
“Fuck yes Liam give it to me.”
“Rub your fat breeder clitty,” He commands and I do.
“Is that hard Brett? Is your fat breeder bitch button hard?” His tone is mocking.
“Yes. It is sir,” I say, rubbing my fat clit. The firm sensitive flesh twists and moves, not the 11-inch rock-hard cock that he is about to abuse me with.
“Is that your boner brett?” He says and I rub faster.
“Yes. Sir my sad breeder clit boner. I need a real hard bull cock. I need your bull cock, sir.”
Liam grins down at me almost evilly, “Yeah well rub that sad fucking nub bitch, while I give you a real cock.”
“Yes sir. Fuck Liam, look at me rubbing my sad clitty. My sad breeder boner is all that is left of my old big cock. This fat fucking useless clit. I need a real cock, mine is gone. Please give me yours,” I hiss.
“Yes, fucking breeder bitch with a pussy now aren’t you? Can’t fuck with that little thing, no you are only good for getting fucked now. On your back rubbing your tiny shame.” He hisses back and plugs me hard and fast.
My wet fuck walls part as he pushes into me the pleasure insane and I look up at his face. His handsome face. “Thank you, sir. Your bull cock feels so good. Fuck my breeder cunt with your bull cock, sir. Watch me stroke my itty bitch clitty while you fuck me,” I yell at him, getting really worked up.
He pounds hard and fast. I love it.
“Yeah, can’t fuck anymore big stud Brett only gets fucked now?”
“No. I can’t fuck anything. I get fucked. I can only get fucked,” I moan.
“Rub that fucking clit bitch. Take a real bull cock,” he commands and I moan.
“Your 11 inch cock feels so good. Bigger than I ever was. You are a fucking real bull now, and I am just a fucking breeder with a cunt.” I moan and pant and shout the words at him. I love letting myself go with Liam in this way.
“Yeah rub that sad fucking lump. All it is good for now rubbing not fucking. Your 10-inch boy cock is just a fucking fat ugly nub. Look at you bitch, just a fuck hole for my 11-inch real bull cock. Go on rub that shame faster while I make you cream on my fucking bull prick,” he says.
“Fuck my pussy hard sir, fuck me with that fucking big bull cock.” I scream getting close.
“Fucking wet cunt just right for my bull cock.” He yells and fucks me hard. I cum again rubbing myelf as he fucks my cunt.
“Did my bull cock just make you cum bitch.” He says.
“Yes sir. Fuck, Yes.” I shout still in the throes of an orgasm.
He pulls his cock out of me. He rips off the condom and jerks four, five times, and cums all over my clit. He rubs his cum onto my clit. His finger pushed hard on and around my fat pussy slick with his spunk rubbing his seed onto me.
“Oh god, Liam. Your real bull cum feels so good.” I moan as he rubs his cum around my clit.
“Yeah feels good huh. My bull cum on your fat clitty. Rub it in bitch rub my real cum into your clit.”
“Fuck” I moan, and I have another small orgasm.
“Yeah, you like that, don’t you? Real cum, not your bitch piss.” He says.
“Yes,” I pant.
“Lick my dick bitch lick it clean.” I roll over, and I lick his dick clean and pull off him. Both of us got carried away. The next hour or so I worry about my voice and how close I came. But it doesn’t crack or waiver. I had a lucky escape.
The next day he takes me out and the next night we have a more subdued session. Both of us are ashamed. Him that he got off a little humiliating me and me that I got off on being humiliated.
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(Chapter 52.) Leaving the Academy.
Leaving konya escort the academy was scary, but the new apartment was amazing, a nice size with a view over the city. An area better than the hills, my mother said. The apartments in the city are mostly for childless couples, second homes for the very rich. It is exclusive. Not at all like the residential suburbs.
The city feels so big it is like Boystown only on a vast scale. Some parts are dusty and scary, others gleam and scream credit. A vast array of buildings reaching up towards the heavens, others older in stone. Monuments of bulls everywhere. Some portray breeders, but they are always at the feet of a bull.
The city is busy, there is a sense of people rushing around, a strange buzz in the air. Then there are the bulls and they are everywhere. Even though I wear a cunt belt in public I still feel exposed here.
Breeders tend to go to certain coffee or soda bars, even some restaurants together. Many places have breeders just standing in pens outside. At first, I was confused, but it may be a bar, a shop, or a pleasure house that is for bulls only. The breeders stand outside these places and wait.
I see some of the pleasure houses. It is all a little overwhelming for both of us. I have to remind myself this is new to Liam as well, although he tells me he is used to the city life of sorts in Avon. He talks about home a lot. I know he misses it. He misses his mother. He tells me Avon has a smaller capital city, Wyndell. It is friendly and has only a handful of tall buildings. He shows me some images, and it looks a little backward. I tell him it looks wonderful, but I am not sure.
Thomas helps show me around, and we bond again. We meet up sometimes in the first few weeks, and he tells me some of the do’s and don’ts.
Silly things like not being able to buy alcoholic drinks are no different outside of the academy. As for looking at bulls it is best to avoid eye contact and addressing them as sir is a must. Don’t stare unless you want to get harassed. Expect to get groped and whistled at. For someone like me, without tits, that isn’t common at all and attracts a certain attention. I do stand out and after the first week my ass is bruised, not to mention I’ve had more lewd offers than I wanted.
Many of the bulls were fine, but the odd one or the odd group would crowd me and I would be scared. The thing I wasn’t prepared for was how all that cock would make me feel.
Thomas told me something that made me feel a little better, “Listen, Brett. You know cock isn’t really my thing but trust me, if you wander around here for an hour or so, you will be dripping.”
He wasn’t wrong. I walked back the short 15 minute walk to the apartment after that meeting and by the time I got back, I felt like I had pissed myself. I could smell my own pussy gush. That sweet musky smell I give off when I am aroused. I hate that smell on me. Worst of all, the sight of all that bull cock had got me horny as hell.
Thomas is pregnant again and really happy. Well, mostly happy with Counsel Alderton. He tells me the other breeders of the Counsel are jealous he hasn’t had sex with them for weeks. He is struggling to get on with the Counsel’s other breeders.
I congratulate him and he scowls.
“Brett, I am knocked up again. I can’t believe I did this. He didn’t make me. Fuck I am dumb. Shit I was really horny, I told him I wanted to do it raw and then. Well it is done now. I forgot how fucking horrible it is. You remember how horny and moody I was.” He says. He is only 2 months gone but Little Brett is not that old and Thomas is turning into a fucking baby factory.
“You were fine,” I say.
“Yeah well, the end part fucking hurts like hell. Avoid it for as long as you can. Breeders like us are not made for this shit.” He says, but his smile tells me he is enjoying this pregnancy more than his first. Also the ‘us’ part seems less true although he is a good friend to me.
We laugh and joke about our men. He invites me around to see Little Brett. Who has just turned 6 months. I go with Liam, and he and Counsel Alderton do get on really well and I love how much Little Brett is growing. He will be a big boy like Thomas and me. I love spending time with Thomas, and I love that I get to see my boy.
….
Mason is also pregnant. 3 months now so I visit him at the Academy. He is still there with Greg but they are leaving in 4 months as Greg’s two years will be done then.
Mason tells me. “I can’t believe I am knocked up. Still, it hasn’t been too bad so far. I do worry I might get fat though. I can’t work out the way I did, Greg won’t let me. Still, I should count my blessings. I still can’t believe I nearly ended up losing him. I know this wasn’t the future I saw for myself, but I think I did pretty well.”
I look at Mason, my workout buddy, and think about how I always loved the definition Mason had on his chest. Hours of pumping in the gym and now he has a set erzurum escort of fleshy tits. His belly is weeks away from starting to balloon.
It all makes me shudder. We don’t have a lot to say to one another, we never really did. I liked that about him. I could be quiet with him.
“Still, you are keeping in shape I see. Nice chest work. They just seem to get bigger every time I see you. Not as big as mine though.” Mason laughs and cups his fat breeder tits together.
I laugh, Mason adds, “Brett, so I can see you are still not ready for the full-on breeder thing yet?”
“No, and I am just trying to put things off. Don’t tell me I need to embrace it please, Mason.” I am braced now for the usual sermon of the breeder. You have to accept who you are. Blah blah blah.
Mason looks at me and smiles. “Fuck Brett. I am not going to say that. Truth is, I know you take a lot of shit for not being further down the road, but I sort of admire you for that.”
I smile at him and blush. “Really?”
“Yes. I do. Oh, I know what they say about you. Brett thinks he is too good to be a real breeder and Liam, well he is not bull enough for you. Well, fuck ’em all Brett. I like that you are doing things your way. Fuck ’em all. None of this shit is easy, not really.” Mason says to me.
He surprises me in a good way. “But you seemed to. Well, you seemed to adjust better than most,” I say to him.
“Yeah, didn’t I though? I guess I just didn’t have the fight you do. You saw me after I sucked Greg off. The shame of speaking in my voice. That never goes, none of it does. I sucked off a guy in sheer desperation. All of this is just one fucking humiliation after the next. Anyway, you do what you need for as long as possible. Enough of this talk, tell me about your new place and how you are finding things now you are out.” He says diplomatically, changing the subject.
I hadn’t really thought of myself as fighting but Mason was right. I have been on my way to becoming a breeder for nearly a year now. Some of it I have got used to but that is mostly to do with Liam. I like being paired with him. I even enjoy the sex we have. Although the sex was put on hold in those early weeks after leaving the Academy.
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We had only been out of the academy a few weeks when Liam announced he wanted to get his foreskin restored.
I understand why he would, and it isn’t because of his father, although it may help.
Liam has turned into a real sexy bull. 6 feet 6 inches of red-haired bull. His cock is a great size 11 inches hard. 6.5 inches soft. Bigger than I was, not by much, but bigger. He is a little thin. His long cock is on the thin side, and I know he isn’t keen on his lack of girth. His body is covered in a nice thick pelt of orange hair. And then a thick bush of flaming wiry pubic hair which I would prefer he trim a little more often than he does, but the overall effect is stunning. It does obscure his body art, but not completely. He has an athletic build and is very toned, not at all bulky like me.
I like his unusual hair color, his snake tattoo, his ass bloom and his cut cock all mark him out as being different. But then we both are different. I am only half a breeder and he is only a little bit of a breeder whore. We are still clinging to the remnants of what and who we were. I loved the smaller athletic guy, but there is no doubt that he makes a stunning bull. He still often takes my breath away when I look at him. He is handsome with wonderful full lips. Those green eyes, and that grin that melts my heart, and my pussy.
We get on well and generally find a way to navigate around and through the changes that have happened to us and so him wanting a foreskin makes me jealous, but I do understand it.
I am jealous because it is an option for him, the ability to be almost fully restored. I am already envious of his cock and the fact he is a little taller than me. Not to mention he’s a little bigger than I used to be, in terms of his dick. It is just that he can do things about what happened to him in that cursed academy. I am still on a one-way street to changing further from the man I was, and he is changing into the man I wanted to be.
I support him, of course I do. The fleeting pangs of envy are mine to deal with. My demons.
I couldn’t go with Liam to the clinic. It was bulls only, but he tried to explain to me what they will do to him.
“They will cut the skin of my dick right through this scar line. In effect, it’s kind of like circumcising me again and degloving my penis. They are then going to introduce a narrow ring of skin and sew it between the two cut edges of my shaft skin.” He says, trying to show me by pointing and waving his cock around.
“This little ring or band of skin is a special matrix of skin designed from my cells, it is able to replicate and grow extremely quickly. They will need to give me a lot of drugs to keep me soft for the whole period, up to 8 weeks.” He says.
“Eight weeks? Liam baby, really?” I ask and he laughs, but I don’t.
“They will also need to give me drugs to help facilitate growth of the new ring of skin. Then over weeks, it grows from a thin ring to an inch, and more and more, growing longer until it reaches the full length of my foreskin. They can stop whenever I want.
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