How Much is That Jock in the Window, ch. 2 (Patreon)

The ride back to Josh’s apartment passed in an eager, confused blur for Max.  He didn’t recognize any of the landmarks they drove by or have any idea where he was.  It didn’t help that he couldn’t read any of the street signs or highway exits, and it never fully occurred to him to ask Josh what town or state they were in.  It didn’t seem to matter as much anymore.  What mattered was Josh sitting next to him, and that was all he really needed.  
He focused instead on the sensation of the wind rushing in through the open window and how it felt against the bare patches of his sensitive skin.  Though his brain was moving at half speed, Max felt like his body was on overdrive.  All the sights and smells, the slightest sensation of fabric shifting against his hairy, burly frame, was in hyperfocus.  The big man found himself fidgeting and shifting in his seat constantly, having a harder and harder time sitting still.  
“It’s okay big guy,” Josh said, reaching over to rub one of his bare thighs.  “We’re almost home.”  The bigger man shivered at the touch and felt his confined cock give a frustrated throb against its plastic prison.  “When we get there Eric might be a little surprised that I brought you home, but don’t worry, he’s a nice guy.  We’ve been talking about getting a jock...this just happened a little quicker than expected is all.”  
Max placed a wide hand over Josh’s, holding it against his leg.  “You said he likes to play?”  
Josh grinned, seemingly surprised that the collared stud remembered.  “Good job!”  He pulled his hand free and rubbed the back of Max’s buzzed head, eliciting a beaming grin from the other man.  “Yeah, Eric is a sports nut.  You guys should hit it off.  He’s not as big as you, but he looooves working out.  You like to run?”  
“Uh-huh!  And lift, and football, and baseball, and catch, and frisbee, and swimming and…” 
“Whoa, whoa,” Josh laughed.  “I get it!  That’s good...you can come with me on my runs and you can roughhouse with Eric.”  
“Okay!” Max chirped, his heart starting to race as they pulled into the apartment complex.  They’d made a stop on the way, Max feeling like he was lost at sea when Josh left him in the car by himself for a few minutes to run into a store, coming out with a big box that filled the back of the car.  His excitement over going to his new home was turning into nerves at being in an unfamiliar setting.  None of the shapes and symbols he saw above the doors and on cars made any sense to him, and even though he knew it was something he should be able to do, watching Josh drive the car on the way home from the mall had been like watching someone perform brain surgery.  
He followed hesitantly behind the smaller man, squeezing Josh’s hand every time they passed a stranger.  Max would give each of them a bright, excited smile, dimly aware that people were looking at him the same way they looked at a dog being walked.  The small part of him that was still Bryce cringed at the condescending smiles, but Max’s boisterous personality made any display of resistance impossible.  
“It’s okay, come on in...this is your new home.”  Josh’s tone was calm as he pulled the tentative wall of muscle in behind him.  He gave Max’s ample rear a reassuring squeeze as the bigger man looked around and took in the relatively small apartment.  It wasn’t much bigger than the college housing he could barely recall, but it might as well have been a palace.  
“This place is great!” He beamed.  
Josh shrugged.  “It’s actually pretty shitty, but it’ll do for now.  Yo, Eric!  We’re home.”  
There was a slight pause before Max heard a door open at the far end of the hallway, followed by approaching feet.  “We?  You royalty all of a...sudden…” 
Like in the store, Max puffed his bulging pecs out and tried to make himself look impressive as the shirtless young man turned the corner and saw him.  Josh had been right that his friend wasn’t as big as Max, but the dark haired adonis was far from small.  Eric’s bare torso was a map of chiseled pecs and washboard abs that tapered downwards to a tiny waist and a set of firm, muscular legs that strained against his small black gym shorts.  His smooth skin was covered in a golden tan that popped against the thick, jet black hair on top of his boyish face.  
“Duuuuude...what did you do,” Eric laughed, his impressive arms flexing as he placed his hands on his trim hips and looked Max up and down.  
“Don’t get mad,” Josh said quickly.  “I know I didn’t run this by you first but I saw him at the mall and, I mean, come on….just look at him.”  Josh reached up and patted Max’s furry pecs, stroking the back of his head with his other hand.  “He’s adorable!”  
“He’s certainly big,” Eric said as he stepped forward to inspect the burly stranger.  
“Hi!  I’m Max!”  
“Hey big guy. Eric,” the raven haired man said, patting Max on a broad shoulder.  “A bro, though?  Really,” he asked Josh as if Max wasn’t standing directly in front of him.  
“They’re big teddy bears.  Good at doing stuff around the house AND he’s super into sports, so you’ll have someone to throw a football and wrestle with and stuff.”  
Eric couldn’t help but smile at the look of excitement on Max’s face.  “But do we really want some big naked guy in the apartment?”  
“I live with you, don’t I?”  Josh nodded towards Eric’s small shorts.  “That’s the most I’ve seen you wear around here all week…afraid of a little competition?”  
The dark haired man laughed and shrugged.  “Fair point,” he said as he finished his inspection and stroked the small of Max’s back.  “Welcome aboard then, I guess.”  
Eric barely had the words out of his mouth before Max wrapped him in a beefy embrace.  The big man noted how different Eric’s athletic frame felt in his arms from Josh’s lean little body, but he enjoyed them both the same.  He broke off the hug and stood grinning and squirming in front of his two new owners.  
“Oh, you probably want out of those clothes, don’t you?”  Josh laughed at Max’s eager nodding and stepped forward to lift the muscle shirt free.  The big man fumbled out of his shoes at the same time and could barely contain himself when the tiny shorts were pulled down his tree trunk thighs.  The lingering Bryce was mortified at being stripped down in front of two strange men, but Max had never felt happier than when the unwanted jockstrap was pulled down and his imprisoned package was allowed to swing free.  
“I can see why you liked him,” Eric laughed as he watched the big man’s thick hose twitch and harden.  He grabbed his own sizeable bulge through his shorts.  “Gonna give me an inferiority complex.”  
“I don’t think he cares, dude.  Do you, big guy?”  Josh rubbed Max’s hairy abs, his tone chipper and demeaning.  “It doesn’t matter how small Eric’s dick is, right?”  
“Nope!” Max shook his head, not picking up on the joke.  
“Fuck you,” Eric laughed at Josh.  “Just don’t expect him to sleep in my bed.”
“Whatever, man.  Two days from now you two are gonna be inseparable.  And I already got him his own bed.”  He pointed over at the large box, a picture of a round beanbag chair on the outside.  “It’s specifically designed for bros, too.”  
Eric knelt down to look at the packaging.  “Are those...fleshlight holes?”  
“He’s a horny thing,” Josh shrugged, nodding over his shoulder at Max’s long, rigid cock.  “Supposed to help keep that in check.”  
“After he wears you out, you mean?”  Eric punched his roommate in the shoulder when Josh blushed, getting a stern look from Max in the process.  “It’s cool, man.  No judging.  You picked one with a good ass, too.  I mean, he DID sign up for this, right?”  
Max followed Josh and Eric’s conversation as best he could while the two men unboxed his new bed, but mostly the hairy beefcake was simply excited at the prospect of having something of his own.  It was HIS bed.  He wanted to throw himself on the plush cushion almost as much as he wanted to go outside and run around.  By the time his two new friends had it open and ready he was shifting his weight from foot to foot excitedly.  
“Okay, big guy, she’s all…” Josh didn’t get a chance to complete the sentence before Max threw himself down on the thick cushion, rolling his brawny frame all over until he came to a stop spread eagle on his back.  His hairy shelf of a chest rose and fell quickly as he panted, his thick club-like cock standing straight up from between his sprawling thighs.  
“Guess he likes it,” Eric laughed as he watched the big man squirm.  Far from being embarrassed as he should have been, Max felt nothing but contentment as he gazed longingly up at the two men.  Clad only in a collar, his aching cock and the exposed state of his heavy, hairy balls never once crossed his mind.  “You like it?”  
“Uh-huh!” Max said, his massive triceps flexing as he propped himself upright.  “Can we go play outside now?”  
Josh looked over at his shirtless roommate, already seeing his friend’s reluctance starting to fade in the face of Max’s cheerful excitement.  “Feel like breaking in his football?”  
Eric crossed his arms over his ripped stomach and shrugged.  “Sure.  Can he go out like that, though,” he asked, nodding towards the solid, bobbing pole.  
“You’re gonna have to take care of that before we can go outside, buddy,” Josh said, eyeing the thick rod.  “You’ll at least have to wear your shorts.  You can skip the shirt, though.”  
Max’s brow furrowed.  The big man liked the idea of going outside, but he hated the idea of having to put clothes on again.  But if it meant he could play with his new friends, he was willing to suffer through it.  Acting on a new instinct, the beefy man rolled over to one of the open ports and casually slid himself inside.  Under the watchful eyes of the other two, he let out a series of quiet grunts as he thrust himself in and out rapidly.  It wasn’t the kind of planned, intentional fucking Bryce was used to, but a reflexive, jackrabbit humping.  The sensation of his large cheeks and thick muscles bouncing in time with the forceful thrusts let the old Bryce surface just long enough to feel a fresh wave of horror before his explosive cumming forced him under again.  
“Looks like that’ll be a hell of a ride,” Eric laughed, giving Josh a backhanded slap in the stomach as Max finished.  
Josh ignored his friend.  “Okay buddy, you ready to go?”  
Max sprang to his feet and bounded over so fast he nearly tripped in the process, like his legs couldn’t keep up.  “Yep!” he beamed, his recent orgasm already a distant memory.  
“You’ve gotta hold still,” Josh laughed as he struggled to get the jockstrap up Max’s squirming legs.  The big man couldn’t keep himself steady.  He tried his best, but could barely hold it together long enough for Josh to put the shorts back on.  “I’m not gonna worry about the shoes,” the smaller man said to Eric, Max already waiting eagerly by the door.  
Once the other two were ready, the big man practically sprinted down the hall, only slowing a little when Josh called out behind him.  He knew he couldn’t get too far away but already his muscles burned with anticipation.  As soon as they made it to the large grassy field behind the building Max was running in circles.  He just needed to move.  The sun on his skin and the grass beneath his feet were like a drug, and when he leapt to pluck the football from mid air it was an ecstatic rush.  The simple act of tossing a ball back and forth between his two new friends left him feeling happier than he could ever remember.  
“Having a good time,” Josh asked, jogging over to the shirtless, hairy man after he’d just lobbed the ball to Eric.  
“Yeah!  This is great!” Max panted.  His beefy frame glistened with sweat but he showed no signs of stopping any time soon.  
“You know what would be even more fun?  Eric’s got the ball, right?  You should go tackle him.”  
“Okay!”  With a look of determination, Max bounded off towards Eric, his long legs devouring the field beneath him.  
“Hey!  Wait a sec...what’re you…” Eric turned and ran at the last second, but Max gave chase, quickly closing the distance between them.  With a powerful leap he swallowed Eric in his grip and took them both to the ground, careful to absorb the brunt of the impact and not hurt the other man.  
Josh watched the two men writhe on the ground, their laughter echoing off the buildings behind them.  “Not so bad, right,” he asked when the tangle of arms and legs had finally stopped moving.  Eric was flat on his back with Max draped over him.  Both men were covered in mud and grass stains and grinning from ear to ear.  
“I think we can keep him,” the tanned man said, rubbing Max’s broad back as the two men caught their breath.  
“That was fun!” Max said, shifting so that his head was resting on Eric’s chest.  
“I knew the two of you would hit it off,” Josh said, loving the smitten look on his roommate’s face as Eric stroked the back of Max’s head.  He’d only been half joking when he’d said that Eric and Max were basically the same.  They were both athletic, physical creatures who clearly spoke the same language.  “Come on...let’s get you cleaned up and figure out dinner.  I bet you’re hungry.”  
“Food?”  In another surprising blur of motion, Max was on his feet and helping Eric up.  “I’m starving!”  The big man bounded just as eagerly back to the apartment as he had out of it, careful again not to get too far ahead of the other two.  When they were back inside he found his shorts and jock tugged down without having to ask this time, once again loving the feeling of freedom his naked body brought him.  
“Come on, big guy,” Eric said, clapping Max on the back.  “Let’s shower up.”  The chiseled man led his naked new friend into the bathroom and casually stripped down, pausing to remove the larger man’s collar before hissing the shower to life.  
Max couldn’t take his eyes off the other man.  He was used to sizing guys up in the locker room, but this was different.  The sight of Eric’s perfectly muscled body standing naked before him was overwhelming and, for the first time, he felt exposed.  Despite his entire lack of clothes, it wasn’t until the collar was removed that Max actually felt naked.  He stumbled in behind the other man when directed, standing bashfully under the warm stream.  
“Let’s get you scrubbed down,” Eric said as he began lathering up Max’s beefy torso.  The bigger man felt like he should be doing this himself, but as with his clothes, something was keeping his body from responding.  All he could do was stand and smile at the naked hunk, his thick cock growing achingly hard.  When Eric spun him around to start scrubbing his back he found himself instinctively pushing his meaty cheeks backwards, pressing them against the other man’s thick, heavy package.  “You tryin’ to tell me something,” Eric laughed after the third time, his own cock finally starting to twitch in response.  
“Do...do you want to?”  Max asked, a pleading look washing over his face.  Now that they were both naked his need to be dominated by the other man was as sudden as it was desperate.  Eric was in better shape than him.  Eric was better hung than him.  Eric was in charge, and he needed to make it clear that he was subservient.  
The dark haired man gave each of Max’s plump, hairy cheeks a squeeze.  “Do you WANT me to?”  
“Uh-huh!”  Max nodded with a quick whimper.  
The ripped hunk hesitated.  He thought of himself as straight, but something about Max made it seem like this wasn’t crossing a line.  “This is kinda weird, but I guess that’s the point of getting a jock, right?  You guys are into this sorta thing...” He pressed his hardening rod close, working it against Max until it was firm and ready.  
The part of him that was still Bryce couldn’t believe what was about to happen until he felt Eric’s long, thick rod slide in.  He let out a loud, blissful whimper, burying his face against the tiled wall while the young stud behind him thrust in and out.  He sprayed after only a few thrusts but stayed in position while Eric pumped harder and harder until he felt a burst of warm liquid hit his insides.   
“Hooookay,” Eric laughed, resting against Max’s broad back as he caught his breath.  “I can officially see why Josh wanted to get one of you guys”  
Max couldn’t stop smiling while Eric toweled them both off, feeling like an excited kid when he burst out of the bathroom without his collar.  
“Sounded like you two had a good time,” Josh laughed at his blushing, towel-clad friend.  
“Uh...I mean...he wanted me to... “ Eric stammered, running a hand through his wet hair awkwardly.  
“It was fun!” Max chirped, flopping down onto his bed.  “Is there food?”  
On cue, there was a knock at the door and Max found himself sprawled naked in front of a pizza delivery man.  Instead of being embarrassed Max hopped up excitedly, his heavy package swinging wildly with the movement.  The young man at the door didn’t so much as give the naked giant a second glance other than to flash a condescending smile.  
“He’s a big one,” the man laughed as Max bounded over.  
“Just got him today,” Josh said as he took the small stack of pizzas and handed the man a tip.  
As the evening passed, Max felt like he was in heaven.  His belly was full, he was curled up on his soft new bed, and his two new friends were sitting near him watching TV.  He tried to follow along with what they were talking about and what was on the screen, but his brain couldn’t keep up.  They were watching football, but to Max it was all moving at lightning speed.  He eventually gave up and let his heavy eyelids drift shut, falling into a deep sleep filled with dreams of his old life.  
In his dreams, Bryce saw himself as he’d become.  He knew it was all wrong, that this wasn’t his life, it wasn’t really anyone’s life, but he was helpless to do anything about it.  He relived the events of the day, but with his old personality.  All of the embarrassment he hadn’t felt at parading around naked in front of everyone, at cumming uncontrollably in the vet’s office, at humping his bed in front of two strangers; it all hit him like a wave.  He wanted to scream as he thought back to how good it had felt to be fucked by Eric in the shower, and how eager he was to do it again. For the first time in his life he didn’t want to push another man around, but to be pushed around by him.  It was humiliating and confusing and arousing all at once.  He thought back to the simple days of pushing around his brother and how different things would be from now on.  
“Hey...hey…” Max slowly opened his eyes on Josh’s gentle smile.  The smaller man had a hand on his shoulder and was rubbing it softly.  “You were just having a bad dream.”  
“I...was?”  Max grumbled sleepily.  He didn’t know how long he’d been asleep but Eric was gone and it was dark outside.  He tried to remember what he’d been dreaming about, but as soon as he opened his eyes all he could focus on was Josh’s smiling face.  He was still sprawled on his back, his thick pole as rigid as ever.  
“Come on,” Josh said, pulling him to his feet.  “You can sleep in my bed if you want.”  
“I can?!”  Even in his sleepy haze Max’s heart started beating faster at the thought of wrapping himself around the smaller man.  He hoped Josh would fuck him like Eric had, but the smaller man had something else in mind.  
“Feel like putting that to use first?” Josh asked, nodding down at Max’s throbbing pole.  
The naked man blushed and looked down bashfully.  “Sure!  I don’t know if I’m good at it…” The remains of Bryce didn’t know what would be worse, getting fucked by a guy, or helplessly humping one like he had the bed.  His anxiety fled when Josh’s small hand started stroking his chest.  
“Don’t worry about it…that’s what training is for.  We’ll get you there, buddy.”  
Max grinned from ear to ear when the smaller man took him by the hand and led him down the hallway.  He had a flash of memory, of being in a hallway with another person smaller than him, but it hadn’t felt as good as this.  It faded quickly as he trotted eagerly behind his new owner, not mattering one way or the other.  Max couldn’t imagine wanting to be anywhere else.