Perverts 'R' Us

Spike 5 - The Wrestler

By Propodal ( m/f, m/m, mc )

New Smells

I wondered if Parker had any idea how strong the fear and pain smell was. I was afraid I'd hurt Miss Randolph, although she never said a thing about it. We resumed our teacher/student roles the next Monday, with just a slight awkwardness at our first meeting. She smelled pretty hot, but I could tell she was back in control of her sexuality.

Ashley Thomas had become my secret girlfriend. She was still dating Randy Miller. Thanks to me, old Randy was getting more blonde pussy than he could handle. I kept track of her cycle, though, and managed to get near her at her peak for some Spike sex. It was her time, and I decided to test out the new powers of Parker's latest drug.

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Ashley was searching her locker, hoping she'd remembered everything she needed to tote home. Her pussy had been distracting her all day, oozing juice and itching. Randy had fucked her hard last night, but she needed more. She had frigged this morning before breakfast, and in the restroom during her lunch hour. She felt like sitting down right in the hall and doing it again. She looked around quickly, and then furtively rubbed herself. Damn! That felt so good! Her hand slipped past her waistband and strummed her fat, bare clit. No way she could wear panties today!

In the corner of her mind, she thought about the scrawny sophomore who'd taken her virginity, the one who always seemed to be around when she was helpless with lust. She never talked to him at other times, but right now, his horny dick and confident technique were just what she craved.

Someone was coming. A whimper broke from her throat as she removed her hand from her skirt and closed the locker.

* * *

I spotted my victim in the hall, using her locker.

"Hey, Ashley!" I said softly, moving my sweaty post-gym body close to her. "Can you give me a lift?" Last month, we went to her house, locked her little brother out of her bedroom, and screwed like bunnies.

She turned to me, sniffing my drugged smell deeply. I could tell she was delighted to see me. "Oh God! Yeah, Jason!" I pulled her into a hug, both to enjoy her wonderful odor, and to get her wound up on mine. She wiped my lips with a pussy-wet finger. I reeled from the strong smell of her cunt. She moaned and wiped her braless tits on my chest. I reached up to pinch her nipple through her T-shirt.

"Damn!" she growled. "That hurt!"

Her smell changed instantly, and I knew she liked the hurt. She liked it a lot! The smell of her sex need increased, and the pain smell was riding on it. I felt myself grow stronger, more assertive. I hurt her nipple again. She threw back her shoulders, thrusting out her nice tits. A tear trickled down her cheek.

"Oh God! You make me so hot, Jason!" she murmured, rubbing her sore nipple. "I need more!"

"Let's go!" I said. We nearly ran to the parking lot and her car.

Ashley's brother, Allen, was sitting in his boxer shorts watching TV when we got to her house. He's a skinny thirteen-year-old with longish blond hair, a high voice and delicate features. Ashley was bigger and stronger than him and picked on him mercilessly.

"Hey, faggot!" she greeted him, punching his arm a little too hard. He winced and looked at us like a scared rabbit. "We're gonna be busy in my room. Answer the phone and don't bother us. OK?" Allen nodded and dodged another arm tap. As he moved around, I could smell his fear and pain, and a trace of a sexual need. The little guy liked being pushed around!

"I think he might be gay," sneered Ashley as we hurried to her room. "Randy said he's always checking out his crotch. They wrestle and the loser gets an arm punch. I don't think Randy ever loses!"

When we got to her room, Ashley locked the door and slipped off her shoes before lying on the bed.

"C'mere, stud! Do me!"

Like Cindy, Ashley no longer wore panties when she was in heat. Something about Spike made her pussy too sensitive for that. Just like my balls, her vulva and clit had grown much larger, and stayed swollen during her breeding time. The horny teen smiled as she pulled her knees up and exposed her wet, red cunt to my hungry view.

I couldn't stop myself. I climbed on the bed and leaned down to sniff her. The wonderful smell of her need greeted my nostrils, igniting my brain with lust. The ridge of her fat clit was swollen and retracted to expose its tip. I bent and lapped her needy hole, savoring the tangy taste and horny smell. The flexible cheerleader rolled her hips up, and I licked lower, tonguing her musky asshole. An embarrassed moan escaped from her lips. I gave that tight little hole lots of attention- I'd decided to fuck her there this time. Soon she was nibbling on my tongue with her tight sphincter. I licked my way back up to her clit, sucking it like a little dick. Her pussy was swampy and I could taste Randy's fuck snot seeping from inside, but it was delightful mixed with her pussy juice. She began ticking off orgasmic clenches after a minute of licking.

I tore off my clothes and mounted Ashley. Randy's big dick had opened her up, and I slid in fully in one smooth stroke. I held her face strategically near my stinky armpit, and she began hard bucking to try to get her clit mashed between us. I reached around to penetrate her asshole, giving me a good dose of fear smell when I pushed two fingers into her bowels.

The fear smell stirred my strong, dominant instincts. I pulled out of her, flipped her onto her hands and knees, climbed on her back, and drove my wet dick up her ass. The little whore screamed so loud that I pushed her face into the pillow so her brother wouldn't hear her. Her ass was tight and hot and felt wonderful. The smell of her pain and fear were intoxicating, quickly drowning out the smell of her lust. I was driven to plough her ass viciously. I reached around and mauled her tits with both hands. The smell was exquisite.

She lifted her head, bawling like a child, quaking from the orgasms crashing through her helpless body. I bent to savor her strong odor and started biting her neck. She tried to move away, but she was too far gone. The taste of her blood and the smell of her submissive fear were too much. I blasted a huge load into her colon, spraying long, ropey gouts of fuck from my bloated nuts. Her ass sucked like a milking machine as she grunted with her own orgasms.

I rolled off the sobbing girl and stared blindly at the ceiling. I pulled her head to my crotch, and she began licking my messy dick clean. Her cunt made squishy noises from the fingers she was drilling into it. Soon she rolled onto her back, quaking from yet another hard orgasm. She stared at the ceiling, smiling, and dozed off.

I looked at the sweat-drenched teenage girl lying naked next to me. Her nipples were tightly erect and swollen, red from my rough handling. The mounds of her tits were bright pink and sore looking. Her legs lolled open, offering her pussy for inspection. The red lips drooled spunk, hanging loosely open, glistening. Under them, her puckered asshole dripped a milky strand onto the sheets.

Although the smell of her sexual need had dissipated, the sharper smell of her torture hung heavy around her. She moaned as I sniffed and licked the source of this: her armpits and sweaty nipples. My dick was stiffening nicely, when I realized how full my bladder was. I skinned on my shorts and walked out into the hall to use the loo.

Boy Wrestling

The sound of his footsteps and the closing door told me that Allen had been spying on us. I pushed open the door to his room and saw the startled kid lying on his bed wearing only his briefs. His hand froze in them, wrapped around his dick, his legs splayed and bent. The room reeked of the funky smell of boy lust. The kid looked scared and horny as I move in on him. His little body dumped loads of his exciting aroma into the air around us.

"Hey!" he choked in his high, girlish voice, "Why don'cha knock first? This is my room!"

"Yeah," I said, sitting on the edge of his bed. "Sorry about that." His nostrils flared with the lust he felt from my closeness and smell.

I stroked his leg and bare foot in a friendly way. "Ashley says you like to wrestle!" I grabbed his smooth leg lightly. He smelled good, like an eager girl would. I could see the confusion in his eyes as he felt attracted by my smell and the gentle touching.

"Yeah!" he said grinning. "I bet I can pin a guy like you! I've been wrestling with Randy plenty of times, and he's a jock!" The kid was only slightly smaller than me, but his arms and legs were thin and weak, and his belly looked soft. "Let's use the floor in here. The carpet is soft!"

He jumped up like a little monkey, eager for physical contact, his dick tenting his underpants. He began clearing junk from a patch of floor, then got on his hands and knees in the middle. Looking up at me, he chirped, "You start on top. Loser gets an arm punch!"

If not for his smell, I wouldn't have believed how excited Allen was about wrestling. He looked so cute and submissive waiting on the carpet wearing only underpants, his hard prick poking his briefs below his belly and his soft butt thrust into the air. He looked like a sacrificial lamb and the deep scent of his fear and lust spurred me to take him.

I slid smoothly from the bed and wrapped his little body in my arms, rolling him onto his back. He struggled when I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his face into my armpit, protesting at the clear violation of boy wrestling rules. I held him easily by mounting him and rubbed our hard dicks against each other, savoring his helpless humping response. He struggled less as the potent sweat in my pits did its work. His cock became hard as steel and he stopped fighting me. Soon he began timidly licking my pit. He wrapped his thin legs around my waist and humped like a horny little dog. I slipped a hand into the leg of his briefs and groped his clenching ass. He moaned into my armpit and spread his ass for me. The smell of his teen lust was burning into my brain.

"Here, let's take these off," I said mildly, grabbing his underpants. I sat up and he lifted his hips to let me slip them off. I looked at him in the bright light of the room. His brown dick was hard and nearly the size of mine. A light growth of pubes framed it. His nuts were a compact mass and his little anus winked from under them as he raised his knees to expose it to me. When I stood to remove my shorts, he started stroking himself, moaning, watching me eagerly. His face was a mask of lusty need as he unconsciously licked his lips.

I sat down and pulled him face down into my lap. His cute ass, smooth and hairless, was just inches from my face. The smell of horny, submissive boy was overpowering. Without warning, I slapped the left butt cheek hard. He grunted and his cock throbbed against my leg. Right cheek, harder, then six hard smacks to his left cheek. This turned the white skin pink, and the smell of his pain and fear intensified. Although the boy was sobbing, his dick drooling on my leg, and the delightful smell of his arousal told me he loved it. I spanked him until my hand started to hurt.

I wet a finger in his fuck lube and touched it to his anus. He grunted as it slipped up his willing chute. I curled my finger, firmly tapping his little prostate. He turned to look at me with happy whimper.

"Fuck, man! That's awesome! You gonna fuck me there?" He was begging for it.

"Ya gotta suck me first!" I said, lifting him easily to move his face to my lap.

"Jesus, you got big nuts," he snorted as he licked and sniffed them. "These are twice as big as Randy's, and he's pretty big!" He found the source of the smell that controlled him, and began licking the folds around my scrotum. I inserted two fingers in his clenching ass as he sucked my cockhead to wet it.

The blowjob felt wonderful, but his horny smell told me to fuck him hard. I turned him again, getting him on his hands and knees, then mounted his back. He moaned as my dick slipped up his fuck-hole, but I slid in completely before stopping to let him adjust to being impaled. As he relaxed his ass muscles, I gently fondled his hard cock and nuts. His ass felt great, better even than his sister's. Timidly, he began riding my dick with his hips, humping me in and out of his hole, squirming to mash his prostate on my rod.

"I… I like it a little rough," he squeaked, and then groaned as I crushed his nuts with the heel of my hand. His ass twitched delightfully, and the wonderful smell of his pain was intoxicating. I pressed harder and enjoyed that result even more. His scream was so loud that I stuffed his underpants in his mouth as a gag. I was afraid to torture his nuts too long, worried I might bust one of them, so I stopped that and began punching his arms, legs and belly. I knew from his lusty smell that he loved the pain, but I was still surprised when his hard dick started firing come onto the carpet as his muscular prostate writhed against my dick. I held him tightly, licking and biting his sweaty back while I jammed his ass and helplessly pumped a fat load into his colon.

Allen whimpered when I slipped my limp dick out of him. I rolled him onto his back. He was still crying like a little girl as I pulled the pants out of his mouth, and with a sudden wash of tenderness, kissed him on his mouth. He tasted and smelled so good that I got into it, snogging him like a hot date. He was eager for my tongue, sucking and licking it happily, hugging me like a new lover.

My full bladder was aching for release, so I turned to put my balls on his chin. "Here, Baby, drink some pee!" I ordered him. He smiled and sucked my dick into his mouth, and before it could stiffen, I relaxed my hold, starting a long piss down his throat. The kid swallowed and sucked energetically, but piss leaked out of the corners of his mouth and into his long hair.

His submissive nature was aroused by this treatment, hardening his dick again, and filling the air with his lusty smell. I leaned over to suckle his cock as my flow slowed down, dripping piss on his hairless chest as he licked my nuts and burrowed into my ass. I was pleasantly surprised when a weak trickle of boy-pee began flowing into my mouth, tasting like salty Kool-Aid. I eagerly drank all I could coax from his pisser. I bent to lick his dripping anus and sore nuts, savoring his wonderful scent.

Wanting more of his pain smell, I pulled his hips up and squatted on his face, trapping his mouth against my ass, and then nipped at the skin of his scrotum. The screams were muffled, and the terrific intense smell was intoxicating. Soon I tasted the metallic flavor of the blood seeping from the small wounds I'd inflicted. I felt his ass muscles trembling around my probing finger, and his cock dribbled juice with every tap on his hard prostate.

All of this fooling around had me ready for more serious action. I rolled off the boy and bent over the edge of his bed, waving my ass at him.

"Let me feel your dick in my bum, Sweetie," I commanded. "I need a deep itch scratched!"

Buzzed by the smells, and the pain, Allen leapt onto my back and nosed his hard dick into my slippery asshole. We both moaned with pleasure as he punched my bloated gland with his dick head. His sweaty, hairless body glided over my back as he rode me, trying to get off just like I was. I rolled my hips back to meet him, and smelled his masochistic odor, lacking the sharp spice of pain he'd had before.

Siblings

"Isn't this charming?" I turned to see Ashley standing naked in the doorway, a sneer gracing her lusty face. As the smells of the room wafted over her, she stumbled forward and unconsciously began frigging.

I spotted a leather belt on the floor. "Use the belt! Whip your brother. He'll love it!"

A look of cruel happiness lit her face and she bent to grab the belt. Soon, I heard the snap of the leather hitting Allen's bare ass, and felt the satisfying surge of dick in my hole. After a couple of strikes, the erotic scent of his pain and fear burned a new level of lust into my brain.

"Harder!" I moaned. "Whip his nuts, too!"

Ashley took a few tries to find his scrotum, but when she did, he screamed and shoved into me like he wanted to get his whole body up my ass. As she nailed him repeatedly, his smell in the room blasted away her last shred sanity, and she sank to the floor and began rimming his red asshole. Allen shot deep into me and I blew another huge load before collapsing on the floor, exhausted.

Ashley rolled me over and began happily licking my nuts. I was smiling as I drifted off, drained of all my sexual need. For now, anyway.

Author's Note: Feedback is appreciated. Email me if you have ideas about another Spike story!