A new lethal disease affects a large proportion of the men in their early twenties. Thankfully, the authorities have finally found a cure: ingesting good old spunk! And those young beta males are going to need to swallow A LOT of it if they want to survive.
The story, names, and places are entirely fictional. All characters featured in the story are above 18. This story is only meant to be read by a mature audience, and in any case, by people over the age of 18.
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THE CURE
Chapter 19: The healing balm
Back to the house from practice, I immediately ran upstairs to my room.
"I'll need a few minutes by myself, guys! I'll join you later."
"What's going on? We always eat together after practice." Franck enquired.
"Come on, grab a bite with us!" Tyrone insisted. "Don't be a buzz kill!"
"Not now, guys... I'll just need five minutes."
"Chill, mate, just have a sit with us, we're..."
"JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!" I barked at them.
They were a bit surprised by my outburst. But honestly, I thought I was acting very reasonably given the circumstances.
I was dying to finally remove my butt plug and give my ass some (well-deserved) rest.
The first thing I did when I got to my room was getting entirely naked. I squatted down and I farted the butt plug out of my asshole.
OUCH, it hurt when it got out, but what a relief that was!
I was shocked seeing how white and crusty on the edges the sex toy had become.
I mean, that thing had been bathing in sperm for hours. It looked rough.
That being said, even after removal, we were strongly advised not to clean the plug up before reinsertion. However, we were allowed to suck it down to ingest the remaining proteins from the dried semen.
The jizz was now mixed with our anal juice, which ingestion, according to the latest recommendations from the Department of Health, "could only help in the recovery".
Maybe, but that evening, I did not have the heart to comply with that specific guideline.
See, I still had some limits after all! Who knew?
I picked up the healing balm and looked at the instructions again.
Doctor Williams had explained that we had to push the cream in, very deep, to ease the insides of our anal activity. We had to carefully apply the balm up to our rectum and prostate if we wanted to best benefit from its soothing effects.
I was very apprehensive of shoving anything back in my ass after the past few days, but at this point, I would have had tried any trick in the book to make my hole feel slightly better.
Besides, as this story has already taught us, sometimes, the Cure can seem more extreme than the Disease but, in the end, you have to do what you have to do in order to survive.
I dipped my index and middle fingers in the cream and proceeded to rub the balm against my anus and sphincter.
I had to lie down and spray my legs to apply the cream at the right spot. I did so generously, it immediately felt nice and that encouraged me to go further.
When I had smeared the healing balm all over my ass crack, I felt confident enough to push my two creamy fingers inside my asshole, - at this point, it was like penetrating some melting warm butter -, and I started rubbing my insides.
"Ahhhh...." I moaned softly.
My cock ached in an attempt to stir-up in its chastity cage. Yes, the sensations in my ass were that good.
I pulled my fingers out to pick up some more balm and I repeated the process a few more times, each time, going deeper inside of me.
For the first time of my life, I was actively exploring my hole myself, feeling each of its edges, crevices and extremities.
"Hmmm..."
Somehow, the pain-managing procedure turned into a fingering session.
I needed to get the balm deep in the anal cave? Well, I was definitely willing to do so at this point!
"Hmmm... Yes...."
I went harder with the back and forth. Finally, I was relaxing and feeling myself!
It was too good to last though...
Remember how I had specifically asked the guys not to be disturbed...Guess who barged into the room as I had my legs spread-out in the air and two fingers shoved deep in my bum?!
Freaking Gino!
"Fuck!" He exclaimed. "You really never have enough, do you?!"
"Shut the door, man! I told you I needed some privacy."
"I thought you were crying or some shit like that, that's why I came... I wanted to..."
I kept my fingers inside my warm hole. Frankly, I did not give a fuck anymore about what my roommate might think, the balm made me feel so good, the first real appeasing sensation I had in days.
"Comfort me?" I said ironically.
He closed the door behind him and sat down on his own bed. As per usual, he was only wearing underwear.
"Well, yeah. I figured it must have been a rough day for you."
"Kinda..."
I finally pulled the greasy fingers out of my ass. It made a "pop" sound. Gino glanced at my hole gaping.
He quickly looked away, but too late, I had caught him.
"You were impressive at the rowing session tonight. I can tell that Franck and Diego are super frustrated, not being able to keep-up with you."
"So, we're talking again?" I asked Gino. "You're not mad at me anymore?"
Needless to say, I was tired of the bullshit and beating around the bush.
Gino sighed.
"Look, mate... It's just... It's not easy for me, adjusting to everything."
"You think it's easy for me? Come on, man! Give me a fucking break!"
"No. I really do not! The last month has been insane, for all of us. But I do know it's been the worst for you."
"Thanks for saying that... I mean... I'm not blind, I can see that the Alphas do not have it easy either."
I gave him a faint smile.
"Yeah... Some parts of it really does suck. But, to be real, I think what messes-up the most with my head is that some part of it... well... does not suck that much."
"I can relate to the feeling, actually." I spoke, surprised to hear him express something so similar to what had been going on in my own head.
"That's sick, right?"
"A part of me would want to hate everything that is going on, and sometimes I really do. But, for some reason, sometimes, and more often than not, I find myself... I don't know, just happy to be a Beta, to serve my purpose."
It was a big deal for me, admitting that. It almost made me tear up.
Gino looked at his feet.
"The moment when you are happy with being a Beta, are those... like... when it's just the two of us... At night?"
"Yeah... Those are some of the times when I don't mind it." I swallowed my saliva and added: "Don't mind it at all."
A smile appeared on Gino's face.
He did not make any further comment. We both knew what we were referring to. We had just acknowledged that we enjoyed the moments when I would suck his cock. Another big step.
"How was it for you? This morning?" I asked.
"I got Gregory Marshall. His hole was already full with spunk when I was assigned to him."
An angry lion roared inside of me.
Fuck. I was jealous as hell! Of Greg, getting banged by Gino?! Where the hell was this coming from?
I realized that Gino had been the one to make him cum so hard and so loudly back at the Centre. I had heard every second of Greg's outrageous anal orgasm.
"You did not answer my question. How was it?" I insisted.
Shit. My tone was harsh. I had to watch it, I could not sound too annoyed or jealous. The conversation was getting very sus already...
"I don't know, bro. It was weird as fuck. I never had even tried anal with a girl before."
Gino chuckled.
I pretended to laugh as well.
"A virgin guy fucked me this morning. The dude had never touched a pussy before, and suddenly, here I was! My big ass was his present for his eighteenth birthday. His father was there too."
"Wow. Can you believe that for the generation to come, this bullshit will just be the new normal?"
"Maybe the Disease will be eradicated soon enough. Is not it the goal of all of this?"
"Yeah... Maybe."
Gino did not believe it, and to be fair, I did not believe it either.
I did not know what else to say so I just continued rubbing my asshole with the healing balm. The room was silent for a few minutes.
I no longer cared that Gino could check my red anus gaping as I was applying the cream. What difference did it make at this point? A part of me even wanted him to check me out. How sick was that?
I thought he was ignoring me and scrolling on his phone when he eventually asked.
"You need any help with that?"
He sounded casual but I knew this was a big deal.
I looked at my greasy fingers. I had not quite managed to go as deep as I would have hoped for. Fingering your own ass is not as easy as it may seem, reaching the right spot takes time (and skills).
"I guess... Maybe... I'm not super flexible and I'm messing up the sheets with the cream. You would not mind?"
My heart started racing fast in my chest.
"No... That's what bros are for, right? Helping each other out. That's what Coach Jordan always says."
"I know but that's kinda weird..."
"Don't you think we're passed this?"
I nodded yes.
"I suppose..."
Gino stood up from his bed, picked up the cream and gave me his instructions. It looked like it was showtime!
"Ok, Dan, I think you should get your ass over here, right on the edge of the bed, get your legs up and spread them. Wide. I need to have an unobstructed access to smear the balm everywhere."
I took position, feeling all kind of ways, but mostly excited about what was about to come.
Gino got on his knees, right between my legs. He hesitated for a few seconds but then, he started applying the balm on my crack and against my anus.
"Hmmm..." I muttered.
It was even better than when I was applying the stuff myself. Finally, I could FULLY relax.
"Is it ok? Does that actually help?"
"Yeah... Thanks, dude... That's great."
"Does that reduce the soreness?"
