Testosterone-X Ch. 05

Good boys obeyed every order the doctors gave them. Wren was a very good boy. Since receiving his collar, his desire to follow commands had grown exponentially, an urge he could not deny every time he was told to bend over for the now-daily inspections. He noticed the others were behaving much the same, though none of them could say why.

Doctor Burch was now there every night, and he was very thorough in his examination.

Two days after they were given their collars, they were given another shot. It was long this time, more painful, but he was able to bear it. He ate his lunch standing afterward while the others sat on the couch.

Doctor Burch came alongside dinner. Before they could eat, he ordered them to line up on the wall next to the couch. Wren stood closest to the corner and Fox, Grover, and Corey stood next to him in that order. He did not flinch from the gloved hands that touched his body anymore. Now he lifted his arms and let them prod his skin while he stood nicely. Each touch was accompanied by a "good boy" and he sighed over every one.

"You're progressing well, Wren," the doctor said as his hand pushed between Wren's thighs. Wren dropped his head back and let his legs spread for the intrusion. His dick was already hard and throbbing, almost four inches long and outgrown from the hood. He had not been able to shave, and his pubic hair was much bushier than when he'd come here.

The fingers dipped between his sensitive lips and felt the moisture gathering there. The entrance of his hole tightened with excitement.

Fox watched blankly beside him. Their ears were drooped slightly but their tail wagged back and forth behind them. Wren wagged too. He smiled encouragingly, and the others seemed to perk up in response.

"Let's see. Turn around Wren, and bend over for me."

Wren did as Doctor Burch asked. He turned and presented himself to the doctor, his tail raising to show off his holes.

"Perfect," he said. Two fingers pressed into him without warning and he yelped. His pussy fluttered. Wren had to hold himself up against the wall to avoid falling over himself.

The fingers were not so cautious as they had first been when Doctor Burch fingered him. This time, they pushed in and began to stroke his inner walls. He moaned and pushed back against them. He could feel himself tightening eagerly around the digits, and as they drew slick noises from his body he wanted so desperately to fuck forward into something.

Before he could cum, Doctor Burch pulled away.

"Good. Now please return to the couch," he said as he pulled off his glove and replaced it with a clean one.

Wren whined but sat on the couch regardless. His pussy dripped hungrily and he was already slicking the cushion beneath him. Fox was the next to be inspected, and they lifted one leg to spread themself further for the penetration. Doctor Burch was more clinical in fingering them, but they still rocked back with desperate wriggling hips and moaned.

Grover was much the same. He took three, and the stretch made him gasp. He looked so tight around Doctor Burch's fingers, which curled and thrust in a way that made Wren jealous. He shared a glance with Fox and knew they'd be having fun once this check-up was over.

The doctor seemed to take less time with Corey, who did not react the way the others had. Once he was satisfied, he let Corey sit down with them and their dinner trays were set in front of them.

"Thank you for cooperating. I'll see you tomorrow." Doctor Burch left and his doctors followed behind.

They waited just a moment before Fox was clambering onto his lap.

"Please can someone fuck me, I need it," they panted. "Please I'm so wet."

They were hard, too. Their clit was half the size of Wren's but straining and dripping with their slick. They rolled their hips into the air above him and their clit throbbed visibly.

Wren was happy to give them what they wanted. His fingers went to Fox's hips and he spread his legs to expose his cock a bit better. He pushed down, raising his hips up, and Fox slid onto his length easily.

"Oohhhh that's good," they sighed. They were so slick and tight around him. He fucked up into the heat of their cunt.

"I'm sure Burch is happy you're taking dick every chance you can get," Corey muttered, but his hand was still on his dick. He was massive, still taking the prize of biggest dick at five inches long.

"You could join him," Fox said coyly as they bounced on Wren's lap.

"I could, couldn't I? You'd take two dicks easily, I think. Wren lay down the long way so I can get behind Fox," Corey instructed. They did as he said and were both lying along the length of the couch. When Wren spread his legs, Corey moved in between them and he felt the hard length of him slide against his own.

"Oh, that's.."

"Fuck yes," Corey muttered.

Their dicks pressed together in a wet, torturous slide and they both squeezed into the warm cavern of Fox's cunt.

"Yeah... Yeah, you take it so nicely. You're a proper little slut, probably their favorite," he said in a low, gruff voice.

Fox keened at the praise and their walls squeezed tight around the cocks penetrating them. Wren could not hold back his hips from fucking hard and deep. His fingers were gripping their hips in a white-knuckled hold, certain they would bruise from it. Their tail waggled and curled along their back happily.

"You do," Wren nodded. "You're so fucking hot, Fox, feel so good around me."

They pounded the person between them with a back-and-forth rhythm and Wren felt dizzy with each thrust that rubbed their dicks together. Fox was a mess of drool and slick, dripping from both ends.

"Grover, take their mouth," Wren said. He knew they would be happy to have their other end occupied. They had been spit-roasted the most of the four of them.

"Are you sure?" Grover approached hesitantly, his own clit standing up between his pubes.

"Yes," Fox gasped. They bounced with each thrust. Their hips slapping together made a cacophony of lewd sounds that filled the room. No doubt anyone outside the door would be able to hear them fucking.

Grover took up a spot over Wren's head. His pussy was sticky and wet above his face, and Wren raised himself to lap at his slit. He could tell when Fox began to suck because Grover froze, then let out a keening moan and began to rut forward like an animal. His cunt rubbed over Wren's lips, leaving a line of his slick across them.

"Ah-ahhh Fox I- Oh shit. Shit that feels so good." He was loudest out of all of them now that Fox's mouth had been filled. Even still, their whorish cries were audible.

Wren was the first to go, but he felt Grover cum in Fox's mouth above him. He pressed his tongue to the leaking hole above and felt it pulse, trying to suck him into its delicious heat. A sudden flood filled his mouth, coating his tongue with the taste of Grover. He pulled Fox tight to his hips as he felt Grover squirt in his mouth. His cock throbbed and he ground in deep.

Corey kept one hand on Fox's shoulder and kept pounding from behind. He was panting and grunting against the skin of their back. His hips rolled forward in overeager thrusts.

Fox gasped as they let Grover's cock fall from their mouth, a line of drool hanging between them. "Oh you're gonna, ugh I'm so fucking close. Please Corey please, please cum in me. I want you to finish inside me. Fill me."

They cried out as his hips slapped against theirs, ass and thighs jiggling with the force of it. Wren's dick had started to retreat and it flinched away from the rough fucking. Corey was coiled tight above. He did not stop until Fox squealed out their orgasm and he could push them down, raising their hips to slam in to the root and penetrate their sloppy cunt as deep as possible. He growled with a ferocity Wren had not seen from him before, his ears pinning back.

Fox was dazed and shaking on Wren's chest. Grover retreated to the arm of the couch, still rubbing his dark pink cock with obvious arousal as he watched. Corey did not let go for nearly five minutes, and when their bodies parted it was with an obscene sound and Wren felt their shared slick spill onto him.

"That was... So good."

"Yeah," Wren nodded in agreement. "Yeah, you were so hot. You love taking it don't you?"

Fox nodded, still sucking in shaky breaths as their fingers curled around his shoulder. Corey was on the other arm, his erect cock stabbing into the air again already.

"Mm, you still want to fuck?" He didn't know where the proposition was coming from, but god he wanted to feel that fat t-dick inside of him. Fox was loud, but they did not exaggerate their pleasure.

"You offering?" Corey stared at him through heavy-lidded eyes, his tongue peeking out of his mouth as he stroked up and down his cock. Wren could see where Fox's slick matted his dark pubes, how it eased the way for his hand.

"Absolutely."

Fox took the cue to leave, stumbling toward their room to presumably take a shower.

Wren flipped over so he was facing Grover.

"I can give you another b-j," he said. "If you want."

"I'm good, thanks," Grover panted. "I'm kind of sensitive right now."

"That leaves you all to me," Corey smirked behind him. His hands curled around Wren's hips and he pulled him into position to take his dick.

Wren wiggled his hips enticingly, his tail raising and wagging in invitation. Corey accepted. He lined up easily with the dripping lips and fluttering entrance of Wren's pussy. He used two fingers to spread the pink flesh and pressed it inside.

There were no words that could express the sheer pleasure of the fat cock spreading him open. Doctor Burch's fingers had been teasing, enticing, but Corey filled him up. He tried to roll back and ride the length of him but he was firm in his grip. He did not let Wren move until he was ready.

When he did, it was instantly a rough pace, the type Wren had grown used to in their sexual encounters. It came from being one orgasm deep and the craving for another, so intense they could hardly stand it. Corey's fingers caught in his collar and pulled the black fabric taut around his throat. He choked but moaned and nodded his head eagerly. They hadn't touched the collars very much yet. Tugging on his own while rubbing his dick in his room was nothing compared to feeling it tighten for someone else.

He arched and felt Corey slide in deeper. He panted, his ears bouncing each time Corey fucked into his depths. He was so close already, clenching like a vice. It seemed the man above was too, as his thrusts devolved into messy fucking and he clutched tight around Wren's waist. His teeth grazed Wren's shoulder and that sent him over the edge.

Wren cried and shook in his grip as he fucked forward against the couch cushion, taking any stimulation he could get on his engorged clit. His walls tugged on Corey almost painfully, and he was reminded he hadn't taken much more than a few inches in a long while.

"Fuck," Corey whimpered as his hips pressed tight to Wren. He could feel each pulse of the cock inside of him, every twitch that accompanied Corey's orgasm, the overwhelmed rolling of his hips.

"Ahh, that's fucking good," he sighed. "You're so damn big, Corey. You've got such a nice dick."

"Thanks, Wren," Corey laughed against his back. "You have a nice little cunt to fuck."

Wren wagged at the praise, his mouth hanging open. He could get used to these changes from Phase 2.

What Phase 3 would bring, none of them could even guess.