Luke's Big Butt Ch 7 - Part 2 (WIP)

Carson brought up that black cylinder up against my hole. I didn’t even feel him push; it was like my hole was so fucking hungry that it just sucked it right in. My ass muscles worked to pull it inside of me, like it just needed to get stretched and stuffed. I was amazed at how easily I was taking it. Carson barely tapped on it a few times, and then it seemed to hit a snag. It was pressing up against a spot inside me that kept making me see stars. I wanted it to go deeper, but I just couldn’t get it to budge.

“And how do you feel now, Luke?”

“Oh god, almost!! Fuck it’s almost there, it’s like… FUCK, I can feel it brushing against it but it’s just not HITTING it!!”

I heard Doc make a small “hmm” and write something on his pad before grabbing the bottom of the cylinder and wordlessly driving it in the remaining inches inside me. The bulging head of that black object pushed past that spot inside me, and then it hit something else. A wall. I arched my back instinctively and threw my head back.

“FUUUUCK!! DOC, THERE!” I screamed, remembering the last time I had something so big inside me, where nerdy Mark helpfully explained that I had a cervix.

Suddenly, Carson pulled that dildo- I mean, medical instrument, from my hole. And that feeling of hunger and complete emptiness just made me rabid, like a switch flipped. My body was thrashing, I wasn’t in control, I was begging for more. “GOD! NO!!! PUT IT BACK, please, GOD, Doc, please put it fucking back, please please please!”

“Please be patient, Luke.” Carson went back to his cabinet and pulled out the largest medical instrument he had. It was MASSIVE. Almost as big as Mark, actually. In fact, I think it was almost the exact same size as Coach. Bigger than a ruler and thicker than my wrist. One part of me was horrified that Doc was gonna put that monster inside me, but another voice was chanting in my ear for him to do it.

Doc grunted as he lined it up with my hole, and then with one rough push, the entire length of it was swallowed by my hole. “FFFFUUUUUCCKKK!!!” I exploded with ecstasy as that itchy spot, that hungry button deep in my cunt was FINALLY prodded and poked. Just like when I took all of Mark’s cock, my eyes rolled back and I saw white spots in the ceiling. My body arched and I instinctively pumped my hips back, trying to match Doc’s strokes as he pushed and pulled the not-dildo inside me.

“FFffffuccccck!! Doc, so deep!!”

“Please steel yourself, Luke. Just a bit more.” Doc continued to grunt and he sounded out of breath. Using that massive, heavy thing must be quite a workout. I could tell he was getting tired - did this mean he was going to stop?

He pushed with all his might, his arm buckling for a moment as he hit some resistance inside me. “Are you all right, Luke?” the doctor asked.

“Oh… GOD!!! Doc, right there!! Almost there!” I moaned, and arched my back and bucked my hips to push the dildo in deeper. I gripped the sides of the examination table, white knuckling it as I got closer and closer...

“Fuck, Doc, am I gonna have to hold him down? He looks like he’s possessed!” Coach’s voice came out of nowhere, full of concern. I had kind of forgotten that the whole time he was watching silently. Fuck, I’m so embarassed. What must he think about his star player having this weird disease and needing an old guy to shove a not-dildo inside him. I glanced over to where Coach stood, and my jaw dropped in shock. Coach’s bulge wasn’t a sausage barely contained in his shorts. It was a full on-tent, a rock-hard rod sticking straight out, pushing his shorts the limit. In fact, I spotted a hole at the tip of the tent - and the tent made his waistband pull down, so I could see his sexy dark blond pubes. At the very tip of his tent was a large, growing wet spot. Damn, Coach precums a LOT.

Something about seeing Coach’s cock changed me. I closed my eyes and while Carson kept pumping inside me, I imagined it was Coach’s cock instead. Him holding me down with his strong arms - as his fat, thick cock stretched to my limits. His gruff, deep voice telling me I’m doing a good job, that I’m his star… FUCK!

“Doc, please… you’re so close!” I didn’t even recognize the voice that came out of my mouth. It was strained into a high-pitched whine. I didn’t feel like an alpha jock stud, I felt like a hungry, no, starving needy little bitch.

“Luke, please describe how you feel. It is essential to my understanding so that I can treat you.”

I moaned again, unable to think clearly. Did Doc really expect me to be able to form words while he pounded my hole into oblivion? It didn’t help that every time I felt like I could speak, Carson would withdraw the black rod out of me and then SLAM it back in. I felt my poor, formerly tight pink ring expand like an elastic, the force of Carson’s blows knocking the wind out of me and forcing my head back. Every time Doc withdrew the dildo, the “head” of that not-dildo was left inside my hole hole, and then immediately forced back in. With each pump, more and more of that lube would churn out of my hole. I glanced over at Doc and felt so bad that his crisp white lab coat was getting ruined by my ass lube.

“Thomas, if you don’t mind, please restrain Luke. I am unable to continue treatment if he continues to flail like this.” Coach just stood there, unable to take his eyes away from my hole. I could tell he was worried about me, but also clearly freaked out about the whole thing. But fuck, I just wanted Coach to help.

“Coach… please… I need…” I didn’t know how to say what I really needed. Because ‘your dick’ would be a fucked up thing to say, even though I knew, deep down, that was what I really wanted.

Coach came back to reality and walked slowly around the table so that he was behind, like when he spots for bench press. He hesitated as he got closer, then put his powerful hands on my shoulders to hold me down and stop me from thrashing about like an animal. Even as strong as he was, he grunted and struggled to hold me down. But, that put him in the unfortunate position of his huge tent jutting out right over my face, like a tower casting a shadow. Looking up at it, I became laser focused on Coach’s throbbing dong. The way the shorts were now riddled with holes, letting me know that Coach was going commando underneath them and I could see flashes of bulging veins on his shaft. The way his bulbous cockhead was soaking the material with precum, oversaturated to the point where a single droplet leaked through the thin material and dropped, so perfectly, on my upper lip. I instinctively swiped my upper lip with my tongue, the taste of Coach’s precum hitting me like a blast of cold water. Every time I would thrash, I’d throw my head back and make contact with Coach’s rock hard rod, driving me even more wild.

“FUCK! COACH! DOC!! There’s a fucking… there’s fucking SPOT deep in there. You’re so close, GOD, Doc please hit it!! Pound it!!! It needs to be hit, it needs to be SMASHED!!”

Doc Carson SLAMMED that dildo in one last time, pressing as hard as he could, the pressure inside me building, building, until I felt like I was about to burst. My body shuddered as I felt a small squirt of juice gush out of me and into the bucket below. It was like how I felt when Sammy or Mark had dumped their loads inside me but… a lot more muted. Not enough.

I tried to catch my breath, coming down from such an… orgasm? But I definitely didn’t cum from my dick. What did that say about me? Another voice in my head spoke up, saying that I have a pussy.

“That is not an uncommon reaction, Luke. It is similar to a prostate orgasm, when the tension is released from the area of your rectum that is affected by the disease. My patients describe it as a pleasurable sensation.”

“Well, thanks Doc. I think that really did the trick. I guess-” I couldn’t even finish my sentence, because my body had an intense shudder and then a big glob of juice dripped out of my hole. Within a few seconds, the familiar drip drip of my juice filling up the bucket had returned. What the fuck?

“Doc, what the hell! You said that was supposed to work.”

“Interesting… you may have a more severe case than I originally surmised.” The not-dildo was all the way inside me, Doc took his hands off it, but my hole stayed clenched around it, squeezing, like I was nursing on it. “This is what I was afraid of. It seems you’ve progressed to a point where this instrument is insufficient in treating your symptoms.”

I let out another one of those high-pitched whines. I was going fucking crazy, I just wanted to get that relief, that feeling when Sammy or Mark came inside me, FUCK! Hearing Doc say that his medical instrument thing wasn’t going to cut it almost made me cry.

“Not to worry, Luke. Thomas, would you mind assisting me with Luke’s treatment? When the body has developed a tolerance to prostate stimulation, there is one more method to try. This is guaranteed to provide long-lasting, albeit temporary relief. I have had a 100% success rate. The method is to inject fresh sperm directly into the deep recesses of Luke’s anal canal - where it can act like a salve on soothing the sensation inside of him.”

Coach took several steps back and I heard him back into the wall. “What… what the fuck?? Do you mean…?”

“Yes, that is correct. Insert your penis inside Luke’s anal in its entirety, then ejactulate inside. I can see that you remarkably large genitalia, and should have no trouble reaching the deepest recesses of Luke’s anal tract.”

“Please, Coach… please… anything… I need some relief, I’m fucking DYING here!”

Coach was silent for several minutes. I craned my head back to take a look at him. His face looked pained, probably because of how hard his dick was. It somehow had still not gone down, despite all this weird stuff. Or wait… could it be that Coach was this hard because of… me?

“Ohhhh gooodddddd Coach pleaasseeee, PUT IT RIGHT. FUCKING. THERE!!”

“I-I can’t. Luke is… I can’t cross that line. No, no. I won’t do it, I can’t be here for this.”

Coach scrambled away from me, avoiding me like I had the plague (didn’t Doc say that it wasn’t contagious), tripping into the door and fumbling for the handle. As soon as he swung it open, he came face to face with that huge black nurse from earlier.

“Ah, excellent, Eric, please assist me in treating Luke.”

Eric walked, nudging past Coach, who just stood there flabbergasted. Eric was always smiles as he spoke to Carson. “Oh yeah? Does he need an injection?”

Carson’s face didn’t even budge, but he did give a nod. “That is correct. You are quite experienced in administering treatment, so I will leave the rest to you while I take observatory notes.”

Doc Carson turned to me. “Eric is very well-trained in treating patients of your nature, Luke. Although his methods may seem unorthodox at first, I can say with confidence that they should relieve your symptoms for quite some time.”

Carson turned to Coach. “Thomas, I imagine you may wish to not witness the treatment. You may leave if you so choose.”

Coach just stayed there, shell shocked, staring at my hole, then flicking his eyes over to that Eric guy… and I could see his eye drop to the guy's crotch. He just shook his head in disbelief. “I should probably stick around… I should know what kind of treatment Luke needs.”

Eric spoke up. “You got it, Dr. Carson. Luke, you ready to being treatment?” he said, as he winked at me and reached into the waist band of his scrubs… hauling out an enormous black cock that made my eyes bug out. It was… somehow even bigger than one of Doc’s medical instruments. In fact, I’d say it was nearly as big as Mark. Yet, it somehow seemed so intimidating. Eric was friendly and easygoing, so it made me a little relaxed, but I couldn’t help but feel like a cock like that was a dangerous weapon in the wrong hands. And I just hoped Eric had the right ones.

Eric grabbed the base of the medical instrument-dildo-thing out pulled it out of me like a magician pulling out a tablecloth. The heavy wet instrument fell onto the floor with a heavy, wet SPLAT. I arched my back, overtaken with the emptiest feeling I’ve ever had. Like there was a cavity inside me, that I was incomplete without having it filled. I needed it. I needed Eric’s cock inside. I needed cock, period. And cum, fuck, I needed cum. Every time Sammy or Mark dumped a load in me, it was like a heaven. My hole was still quivering and open, unable to close, as I felt another glob of lube drip out of it, down my taint, and into the bucket.

Eric grabbed his cock and gave it a few slaps against my ass to get it hard. Then, he lined up his cockhead, the size of a small apple, right against my hole. Feeling the soft, spongey cockhead against my ass ring gave me a pleasurable teasing sensation. “Alright, I’m gonna begin inserting, Luke.” I nodded, trying to bit my lip to hold back my moans. Inch by glorious inch he began to sink that mammoth cock inside me, stretching me out again. It was thicker than Doc’s not-dildo, and longer too, and as he pushed it inside me, I could feel my ass clamping down on his dick. It was like I was hyper-sensitive, to the point where I could feel the veins on his dick pressing against my ass walls.

“FUCK, PLEASE!!” I was unable to hold back anymore, and a slutty moan escaped my lips. “FUUUUCK!!”

Suddenly, Eric stopped. “Dr. Carson, patient is exhibiting severe tightness. I’m going to have to use force to complete the insertion.” Wha…? What does that mean?

“You may proceed, Eric.”

Eric lowered his body so that his chest was pressed up against my chest, his massive biceps going around shoulders and holding my head down, his mouth right next to my ear. He started to whisper, just loud enough so that only I could hear.

“Yeah, you ready for this, jock boy? Here comes the battering ram.”

Before I could even figure out what Eric was talking about, he pulled his hips back… then SLAMMED his cock all the way inside me. I saw stars, I might have even blacked out for a second. I had a huge, powerful black cock inside me, my very first one.

“I love fucking white boys like you. Such a fucking slut. Does my cock feel good in your pussy, baby?”

“FUCK YES!! FUCK MY PUSSY!!” I moaned, and only after I said it did I realize what I had said.

And then it was like a light bulb went off in my head. Doc said that my hole got wet, got hungry, and the only thing that could satisfy it was a big cock and lots of cum. It was like I had some kind of pussy. And even though I didn’t like it when Sammy had called my hole that, I knew then that Sammy had been right along.

I have a pussy.

Why was I fighting it for so long, when it just makes so much sense? I have a fucking pussy. A jock pussy. This syndrome, this disease, may have given me one, but it was there. It was a part of me. All the times I complained about it, and don’t get me wrong, it was inconvenient as fuck, I was just fighting against the truth. I fucking LOVE having my pussy fucked and bred by a nice, big dick.

I must have said what Eric wanted to hear, because he was thrusting into me like a wild animal, like we were full on mating. Our grunts and moans mixed together as I let my hands explore his muscular body, feeling the size of his pecs and the ridges of his abs. All that powerful muscle, focused on one thing only: fucking my pussy.

“You like that big brotha cock in your pussy? It’s ok, you can say it.” Eric’s soothing but commanding voice continued whispering in my ear.

“FUCK! I LOVE YOUR BIG BLACK COCK!”

Eric chucked. “That’s right. Knew you were gonna be a slutty jock pussy as soon as I saw you walk in. Couldn’t keep your eyes off my monster cock, huh?”

Oh fuck. All this dirty talk, Eric calling my hole a pussy, was REALLY getting to me.

“I think it’s about time we give this pussy what it wants. You know what that is?”

Yes, yes I finally did know. What my pussy NEEDS. “FUCK! ERIC! BREED MY FUCKING PUSSY! DUMP THAT HUGE LOAD INSIDE MY PUSSY!”

“Fuck.” Eric grunted, and slammed his hips into me one last time, his cockhead pressed right against that sigmoid colon thing Mark had mentioned. “FUCKING TAKE MY BABIES, JOCK PUSSY!”

I felt a jet of boiling hot cum spray against my walls with such force it was like they were getting pushed out by the pressure. Eric just kept cumming, and cumming, not stopping as he filled every last spot of me with his cum. I had never felt this full before in my life - Eric not only had a big dick, his loads were felt like gallons, even more than Mark’s.

Each jet of fresh cum against my walls sent shockwaves inside me. Eric whispered one last time in my ear, “That’s right, jock boy, squirt that pussy juice for me.” As soon as I heard those words, my eyes rolled back in my head and my mind went blank.

“FUCK! I’M SQUIRTING!” I screamed as a geyser of ass lube sprayed out of my hole, going far past the bucket beneath me. I could tell that Eric’s lap was probably soaked, and I heard the loud splat of all my pussy juice painting the floor. Instinctively, I hooked my legs around Eric’s waist and arched my back as my pussy squirt just kept going.

After it finally died down, Eric got up, out of breath, and slowly pulled his softening cock out of my hole with a wet PLOP. Even though my pussy was doing a good job of keeping his cum inside me, he had shot so much that a few globes of it leaked out of my hole, mixing with my pussy juice in the bucket.

“Very good, Eric. This treatment appears effective. How do you feel Luke?”

“I feel… I feel… like I have a pussy.” I said, honestly.

For the very first time, I saw Dr. Carsons’s face move. Unfortunately, it was a frown that looked out of place on his otherwise stoney face. “While I would not use such a crass term, I find that many of my patients prefer it. Nonetheless, medically speaking, you do not have female genitalia, despite some superficial similarities.”

Screw Doc Carson. He just didn’t get it. I knew I didn’t really have a pussy, but something about it just felt so… right. Like that’s what my asshole really is. A pussy that gets wet and can only be satisfied for cum. It was like one of those epiphany things I’ve heard about.

“Well, Doc. I think that did the trick. That itchy hunger thing is gone, and it looks like I’ve stopped leaking, right?”

Right as those words left my mouth, my body shuddered again and I felt another throb deep in my ass. HOW!? Eric just gave me a big injection of cum! I should be fine now? How could I have spoken too soon??

“DOC, FUCK, It’s happening again!!”

“Hm, very interesting. However, not completely unexpected. Patients with more severe symptoms require larger and more frequent doses. Eric?”

Eric was still out of my breath, his sculpted torso slick with sweat. “Dr. Carson, I’m spent. I don’t think I have another treatment in me.”

Dr. Carson turned to look at Coach, who I had totally forgotten was in the room the whole time. Not only did he watch me get filled with cock and cum, he also must have heard me call my ass a pussy. Oh fuck, I felt like I could crawl into a hole and die. What must Coach think of me? How can he still consider me his star player if I have a pussy?

“Thomas? Would you like to provide Luke with another round of treatment.”

Coach turned to look at Carson as if he had just told Coach to kick a puppy. “Are you fucking insane? What have you done to Luke? NO!! I don’t know what the hell is wrong with you. This is… this is FUCKED UP!”

Coach bent down on the floor to pick up my soaked shorts. Was he really not going to help me? I thought I could count on Coach for anything? He must hate me now, seeing that I have a pussy and get fucked like a gay guy.

“Coach, please…” I said in a small, desperate voice.

For a brief second, it looked like Coach was actually considering it, but then he shook it off. He grabbed me by the wrist and jerked me upwards, a little too hard. “Ow! Coach that hurts!” What the hell was going on, why was Coach acting like this? Just when I felt so good about finding out I had a pussy, now I was feeling like some kind of freak again.

“We’re leaving Luke. I can’t… fuck you better watch your back? Sick fuck, preying on teenage athletes like this!”

Before I could process what was happening, Coach was dragging me out of the office and through the parking lot to his car. “COACH! COACH! Calm down, stop!”

Suddenly Coach came to a complete stop. He released my wrist, luckily it wasn’t bruised or anything. He turned to me, and I was shocked to see tears in his eyes. “Luke, I’m so sorry… I can’t… I couldn’t…”

Even though my pussy was still hungry and leaking, seeing Coach get so emotional got to me. “Coach… it’s ok. I’m ok… I know you must hate me now, seeing that I’m like this.”

Coach’s eyes went wide. “Luke, I could never hate you. NEVER. I… I’m sorry I made you think that. Give me time to process this, this is… a lot.”

I understood that. After all, it was a lot for me to process too. I knew I was gonna have to do more thinking and soul-searching to really figure out what this pussy thing was all about. But at least Coach wasn’t mad at me or anything.

Coach pulled me into a tight hug, and I buried my nose in his chest, taking in that masculine smell. And unfortunately having Coach’s strong arms around me, and smelling the mix of his sweat, musk, and precum, made my pussy throb again.

I stumbled and almost collapsed onto the pavement again. Coach caught me in time, luckily. “Luke! Shit, you must be exhausted, can you stand?”

Coach let go of me for a moment and wobbled before collapsing again.

“Maybe we should… find a motel. I don’t think you have it in you for the long drive. Especially after everything that… happened in there.”

I nodded, and Coach helped me back into his truck. It was true, I was exhausted to my bones, like those times when we have an all-day baseball practice during the summer. Coach was right, I needed a rest, and not in his truck, but on a nice, comfortable bed.

“Thank you, Coach.” I mumbled as my eyelids grew heavy and my world went black. The last thing I heard was Coach.

“Of course, Luke. I’d do anything for you.”