A Noced up College Bro

Author's note: In this alternate timeline, not much is different from the current world with one notable exception. A subset of males have evolved the ability to conceive and bear children (known as "fertility-capable men" in polite company, "breeders" in more common usage). A womb grows and connects to the rectum, leading to fertile periods not unlike those experienced by females.

***

Andy Johnson was the son, grandson, and great-grandson of a breeder, so he was expected to inherit the same status. But the hormone test he was given upon entering puberty showed no signs of developing fertility. He wasn't the first male to lose this semi-hereditary trait. Andy was slightly disappointed given the family legacy, but it meant less to think about for him and he had enough urges/hormones to deal with.

Andy's adolescence passed in the usual way: girlfriends, a few same-sex encounters, acne, and awkwardness. By college, however, Andy seemed to have turn the tide and became a head-turning young man. He was 5'9" tall with sandy blonde hair that formed lazy curls, which sometimes fell down over his blue eyes when wet. His body was toned from years of running track-and-field, but Andy's ass strained against his running shorts from regular squat work encouraged by a former girlfriend.

First semester of college was a blur of socializing, classes, and continuing to run track. During the second semester, he and three friends made arrangements to share a house starting that summer. Around the same time, Andy noticed he was feeling flushed and feverish every few weeks. The symptoms started out minor enough he was able to wave them away, but they got more and more intense, and coincided with strong sexual urges that made him jerk his 7" cock up to six times a day. After a particularly intense spell, Andy made an appointment to see a doctor.

Dr. Shaw gave Andy a thorough examination and said he had a hunch and pricked his finger for a blood test.

"Andy," Dr. Shaw said gently, as two lines appeared on the small plastic device, "it turns out you're a breeder after all."

"But the tests I had when I was younger said I wasn't?" Andy asked, confused.

"Well, just like sometimes the breeding gene leaves a family line, other times it just takes longer to express itself," Dr. Shaw said. "It's rare, but not unheard of it, and not dangerous."

Andy sat in stunned silence. He had grown up expecting to be a breeder, then was told he wasn't and had accepted that, and now it seemed like things had changed again?

"As you know, typically it takes about a year for the breeding cycle to normalize in adolescents," Dr. Shaw added. "But in your case, it's accelerated as the body 'catches up.' Based on your lab results your next breeding period will began to settle your body."

"Well, glad to hear these weird symptoms will get less intrusive," Andy remarked, still processing.

"Yes, but there's something to be aware of," Dr. Shaw sat down for this and his professional tone softened. "You're going to be incredibly fertile for the next few months. That's part of the 'catching up'. And along with this fertility will come strong sexual urges which may cloud your judgement."

"I mean, I'm not 13 any more Dr. Shaw," Andy chuckled.

"True," Dr. Shaw nodded, "but you're not so old for hormones to mess with your mind. And, based on the limited knowledge we have from other cases, you may have extra... attractive powers."

"Attractive powers?"

"Yes, you're familiar with pheromones right?"

"The stuff that like... attracts monkeys in mating season?"

"Exactly! We don't fully understand how they work in humans but we know breeders are capable of releasing pheromones at levels far beyond even what fertile women produce."

"So... I'm going to drive men crazy?" Andy chuckled.

Dr. Shaw chuckled too, but added "in a manner of speaking. I hate to say it, but you may want to consider taking some... time to yourself when you feel a cycle starting."

"What, like quarantine myself?"

"Something like that. Unless you want to breed of course."

"I definitely do not."

Dr. Shaw nodded, "well, I'm here for you, but it may help to talk to other breeders too. Whatever you need, just let me know."

Andy shook the doctor's hand and headed home. The whole drive back, Andy thought about the summer of fun he and his friends had planned. How would he explain his latest "development"? Would they regret being his friends? Ask him to move out? Just because society accepted breeders didn't mean college jocks were above poking fun of them and being weirded out. Andy decided to think carefully before making any decisions.

But when Andy's cycle ended a few days later, and the move loomed two weeks away, he was too excited for the summer ahead to think about his new breeder status. So Andy said nothing and entered a state of denial.

***

The summer started out great. Andy, Brian, Jake, and Chase set up their new place - a typical college boy house of questionable structural integrity - and a week later had a housewarming party that met the college standards of wild times, alcohol, blacked-out memories, and new experiences.

Andy's hangover the next day was brutal. Too brutal, Andy realized feeling a familiar flush throughout his body and weird sensations in his abdomen.

"Oh shit," Andy said to himself, getting out of bed and feeling a strange yearning deep in his backside. At least the hangover provided an excuse to stay in his room and avoid his roommates for a while. He made an appearance at dinner to eat some cold, leftover pizza and the rest of the housemates invited him to go out again that night.

"I think I'm still wrecked from last night so I'm staying in," Andy said.

"You gotta come," Brian said, slapping Andy on the back playfully, but weirdly leaving his hand there for a few moments longer than normal.

"Won't be the same without you," Chase offered, his hand patting Andy's arm and similarly lingering.

Andy stared at Chase's hand and then at Chase, who blinked and removed his hand, murmuring "sorry, zoned out."

Was this the pheromone effect? Andy shrugged off the possibility but it nagged at him. Along with the other things he was feeling...

"Sorry bros, next time!" Andy said, finishing the pizza and heading back to his room. Laying on his bed, Andy tried to find something to watch but he kept remembering Chase's touch on his arm with a slight, pleasurable tingle running down his spine... and straight to his hardening cock.

Andy had previously had a few experiences of sexual exploration, stroking together, and one awkward same-sex kiss, but actually feeling this kind of deep lust for another man was new. Chase was definitely the kind of guy who could pull any girl he wanted: 6' tall, 200lbs of muscle honed from years of wrestling, though he had also taken up rugby in the past year. Whereas Andy was relatively smooth, Chase had thick hair covering his chest and going down his stomach that was occasionally a subject of jokes when shirts came off due to heat.

As Andy thought about all this, his hand instinctively began stroking his 7" cock. Precum had started leaking from the thick cockhead and while jerking off felt good, Andy felt something was missing. He looked around and saw the extra thick permanent marker which was a gag gift last birthday. Andy grabbed it and nervously considered whether he really wanted to do what his mind was suggesting.

Laying back on the bed, Andy swallowed hard and began introducing the marker into his hole. He was surprised at how easily it started to slip in, but remembered that breeder holes became self-lubricating. Once the marker was halfway in, Andy felt a new kind of pleasure he quite enjoyed. He began fucking his own ass with the marker and soon his balls were pulsing and he shot a massive load of cum up onto his shirt. Andy couldn't remember cumming that intensely before and saw he had, in fact, managed to hit past his shoulders with the first spurt.

As the marker slid out from inside him, Andy took a few deep breaths and tried to think about what this all meant. Overwhelmed, he took off the cum-stained shirt, pulled the sheets up over his head, and fell into an uneasy sleep.

***

Andy woke up to a drunk Chase stumbling into his room.

"Dude this is my room," Andy groaned.

"My bed smells from the party," Chase said, "let me sleep in here."

Andy felt his heart start beating faster, but he tried to get a hold of himself, "change your sheets Chase!"

"Come onnnnnn," Chase begged, launching himself into Andy's bed, nearly missing the mattress in the dark of the room. Andy could feel his body start to flush at Chase's presence and swallowed hard.

"Ugh fine," Andy said. Chase struggled to unzip his pants, finally yanking them off, followed by his shirt, before crawling under the sheets. Andy turned onto his side, partly to give Chase more room, but also because his erection was tenting the boxers he wore to bed and he didn't want Chase to notice.

After a few minutes, drawn together like a magnetic force, Andy was bumping up against Chase's body under the sheets. Chase threw his arm over his friend, and Andy felt the mass of chest hair rub up against his naked back, causing a low moan to escape before he could catch himself.

Chase began rubbing his hand up and down Andy's arm, whispering, "there's something about you lately, I've been thinking about you all day."

Andy's body felt like it was on fire, and he swallowed hard to control his urges, weakly responding with a simple "oh?"

The next thing Andy knew, Chase was softly kissing his neck, adding more kindling to the fire. Andy also felt Chase's growing erection pressing up against his ass, creating a new aching sensation that made him bite his lips so hard he tasted blood.

Chase's cock was now rubbing up and down between the clothed cheek's of Andy's ass, and Andy was gripping the sheets with all his might, trying to resist, but it was no use.

"Chase, I need you to fuck me. RIGHT NOW," he groaned.

Chase ripped down Andy's boxers, exposing his virgin-but-for-a-marker hole. He spit into his hand and rubbed it on his cock. Andy felt the wet tip prodding for his entrance, and pushing in slightly when it found the target.

Andy gasped as the cock head passed inside him. Chase's cock was clearly at least proportional to his large frame, but Andy's body was producing plenty of lubrication to take it. Chase grunted as he slid more and more of himself inside his friend, Andy moaning with each inch.

Andy felt his ass hit Chase's muscular thighs which told him Chase was now fully inside of him. Chase took a minute to enjoy the sensation before pulling out and thrusting back in. Andy's hormones surged and he shoved his face into a pillow to quiet the near-screams of pleasure he felt as his friend began pounding his hole.

Chase's initial gentleness was soon replaced with an almost animal-like lust, turning Andy on his stomach as he slammed in and out of Andy's ass. After fucking Andy on his stomach, Chase pulled Andy up onto his knees to pound him doggy style, a few drops of sweat dripping onto Andy's back.

Chase managed to trigger something inside of Andy's body, which caused Andy to orgasm without even touching his cock. Huge spurts of cum erupted and splattered the bed underneath as Andy felt himself go lightheaded with pleasure.

Just as Andy's orgasm began to wane, Chase let out a moan of pleasure and thrust as deep as possible, unleashing his own powerful load into Andy's ass. When the last drop of cum had dripped out of Chase's cock, he slowly slid out and collapsed backwards onto the bed. Andy similarly fell forward, his stomach hitting the still warm cum deposited moments earlier.

Andy took a few deep breaths, trying to figure out what to say to Chase, but he heard Chase's breathing turn to soft snores. Andy felt a sense of calm overcome him, so he decided to follow his friend's lead and quickly fell asleep.