The Symbiont part 2 Zach awoke the next morning, on the flo..

The Symbiont part 2 Zach awoke the next morning, on the floor of the apartment, alone. His entire body was hurting, especially his once tight, virgin ass. He couldn’t believe he was attacked and fucked up the ass by his friend Lewis. Slowly Zach stood up and tried to look for his clothes. They were spread over the couch and floor. His t-shirt and briefs were shredded from when Lewis ripped them off his body. Zach grabbed his jeans and pulled them on. His ass was sore as he stepped each leg into the jeans and pulled them up. He then slowly made his way into the bathroom, hoping a shower would wash away the nasty feeling of his body. As Zach looked into the bathroom mirror, he couldn’t believe it when he saw the elaborate tattoo around his neck. He had tattoos already on his arms, shoulders, and chest, but not on his neck. It was no way a tattoo as detailed as that can be done in the short time Zach was out cold. He leaned into the mirror closer to study it. The face in the tattoo was so life-like. Zach lifted his left hand and started to feel it when, suddenly the eyes on the tattoo blinked. In horror Zach jumped back. “Oh shit, what the fuck,” Zach screamed. “Relax, Zach,” Zach could hear the voice in his head. “It can’t be real, what the fuck wrong with me,” Zach ran his hand through his unkept hair and tried to look closer at the mirror. “Oh, I’m real, Zach, and you are perfectly fine. Very fine,” the voice replied as the eyes on the tattoo moved. “What are you,” Zach whispered. “We are the Squill, we are a symbiotic species that uses hosts to enable us to feed and breed.” “Feed? Breed?” Zach panicked. “We feed on male testosterone either from our hosts, or from other men who deposit their semen into the host. When we receive enough testosterone, we create offspring that will transition to another host when the original host fucks another man, preferably one as healthy and muscular as yourself.” “No, fucking way,” Zach yelled into the mirror and reached uo to his neck and tried to pull the alien offf his neck. However he only pulled at his own skin. “I’m I crazy? Have I lost it,” Zach yelled. “You are not crazy,” the Symbiont laughed while inside the construction worker’s head. Zach gripped the sink and his eyes fell upon a raze. He reached out and took it into his hand and lifted it to his neck. Then suddenly sharp pain radiates through his body. He doubled over and dropped the razor. “Urggh,” Zach moaned. “I can control your body whenever I want to,” the voice laughed again. “I can make you feel unbelievable pain or unbelievable pleasure.” The pain faded and was replaced with pure pleasure. Zach moaned loud as his cock hardened within seconds, straining against his jeans. Zach gripped his jeans and pulled them open to free his hard cock. It was throbbing and leaking. He tried to stop himself but he wrapped his hand around his cock and started to jack off. “Please make me stop,” Zach moaned in pleasure. “Good, human. You need to replenish your testosterone soon. If I cannot get the testosterone from another source, then I will take it from you, understand, human?” The pleasure faded, and Zach slowly recovered, “yes, I understand.” Zach felt drained as he got ready for work. He knew what the Symbiont wanted and how he was expected to get it. It disgusted him but he had no choice. Zach arrived at his construction site late, and the site foreman was there waiting for him as he clocked in. “You're late again,” the older, gruf man barked. “I know. Something came up,” Zach tried to avoid eye contact with his boss. “What? A new tattoo,” the foreman replied in disgust. “And where your fucking shirt.” “I lost it,” Zach mumbled “You lost it? You only own one shirt,” the foreman yelled. Zach tried to ignore the older man as he walked out to begin work. “Oh, he is interested in you isn’t he,” the Symbiont laughed in Zach’s head. “Shut up,” Zach whispered. “He's checking out your hot bubble ass,” the Symbiont continued to laugh. “I said shut up,” Zach whispered louder. “What you said,” his boss said angrily. “Uh, nothing,” Zach answered and continued walking. However, the Symbiont had over ideas. Zach was unable to stop himself from moving his hips seductively, yet masculine. His tool belt hung low in his lean waist, as could feel the foreman’s eyes on his muscular waist as he walked. The Symbiont turned Zach’s head and made him wink at the foreman. Zach nervously waited in the site equipment shed. He tried to fight but he no longer controls his body. The shed door opened and the foreman walked in, closing the door behind him. “What up with you today,” the foreman asked as they stood in the small building. Zach hand moved to the foreman’s crotch and squeezed the man’s cock through his jeans. The foreman didn’t pull away but asked, “are you serious?” Zach wanted to run, get out of there, but instead he found himself kneeling in front of his boss. His rough hands flobbed with the zippers and pulled out the man’s cock. The foreman dreamed of this for so long. He has been lusting after the arrogant construction worker. Zach was always so cocky, he knew he was hot and that drove the foreman up the wall. He both hated and lusted for the arrogant stud. The foreman was afraid it was a trap. Zach was too much of a homophobic, womanizer to be interested in someone like him. However, there he was on his knees before him and pulling out his hard cock. Zach looked up at the foreman with blank eyes as he took the cock into his mouth. Zach never sucked a cock in his life, yet he was expertly working the hard cock between his lips and down his throat. When he started to gag and cough, unable to breathe, the Symbiont relaxed his throat muscles. The foreman moaned loud in pleasure as he grabbed Zach’s hard hat and began to fuck his employee’s mouth and throat. It didn’t take the older man long to come. He grabbed hold tight on Zach’s head as he pushed deep into the stud’s mouth. He shot his load deep down the throat. Zach wanted to throw up, but instead the Symbiont made him swallow the cum. The foreman pulled out of Zach’s mouth and put his cock back into his pants. “Get to work,” the foreman ordered as he turned and left the shed. “You did very well. I feel refreshed with the infusion of testosterone,” the Symbiont spoke in Zach’s head. Zach was humiliated but powerless to do anything to stop it.