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Might as well face it, you're...
Addicted to Love Juice
By Cum Bunny
Chapter 1 - The Stranger
"Andy, if she doesn't want to do it, you can't make her," reasoned
Chris.
They we conversing over a couple of beers at the Northburg, one of
their favorite bars along High Street. Actually, it was their seventh
or eighth beer. (It gets hard to keep count after five.) And it was
still early on a Thursday night. "Thirsty Thursday," as Andy called it.
Andy had no classes on Friday and Chris usually skipped Friday classes,
so they were figuring on closing the bar, again. Andy was considerably
larger than Chris was, so Chris was doing well to keep up with Andy's
drinking. But he was feeling a buzz coming on.
"Yeah, I know. But I could really use a blowjob. I don't know why she
gets so freaked out about it. She sure doesn't mind me going down on
her!"
Andy was pretty irate. He had been dating Mindy for several months now,
and they had been exclusive for most of that time. Mindy was a bit of a
prude, but dating a rake like Andy was slowly bringing her out of her
shell.
Andy and Chris were students at Ohio State University. They had met
when they were roomed together in the dorms. They had hit it off and
become fast friends. They enjoyed many of the same things; first among
them being beer. Andy usually picked up a case on the way back from
class, and the two of them would finish it off while watching TV or
working on homework or both. After a year in the dorms, they decided
that the next year they would get an apartment together. They had been
sharing an apartment just north of campus for almost a year now.
"Well, maybe you..." Chris was cut off.
"Excuse me," came a thickly accented voice from behind the bar, "but I
think I may be of some service to you."
Andy and Chris looked up together to see a man of indiscriminant age
and ethnicity. Thick accents were not uncommon at OSU, but they could
not place this accent. Likewise, the man wore an eclectic mix of
clothing that made it impossible to tell his nationality.
This bar catered to the American students, and the bartenders tended to
be the type of white, all-American guys or girls you'd see in the beer
commercials. What happened to the barmaid who had been keeping the suds
rolling all afternoon, Lisa? Gorgeous Lisa. She had a body that
wouldn't quit, and she knew it. She loved to where short shorts and
tight OSU Buckeyes' T-shirts. Brutus Buckeye, the school mascot, never
looked better.
"Where did Lisa go?" thought Chris. I was just getting lubed up enough
to ask her out.
Andy replied to the stranger, bringing Chris out of his reverie. "Yeah,
two more beers, please."
"Certainly, sir. But that is not what I was speaking of." the man said
nonchalantly.
He turned and poured two more beers from the tap. He returned to the
bar with full glasses and took the cost from the pile of cash sitting
in front of Andy. Andy's parents were pretty well off, so he always had
plenty of cash. Thus he was buying tonight.
After ringing up the last round, the stranger spoke again, "I was
referring to the dilemma with your girlfriend."
This guy must have been listening for some time. Where had he come
from? And where was Lisa? Chris was annoyed, but Andy was listening
more intently.
"From what I overheard, I believe you are very anxious to receive oral
sex from your girlfriend. You are aggrieved because you perform oral
sex on her, but she refuses to perform oral sex on you."
At this Andy started to get annoyed, while Chris was very amused. "Hey
buddy, that was a private conversation. How about minding your own
business."
The stranger was nonplussed, "My deepest apologies. I did not mean to
offend, but again, I may be of some service to you. I am something of a
healer in my own country, and have come to study medicine at here at
OSU. I have learned a great deal of modern, western medicine. I have
applied this to my traditional methods of herbal remedies..." The man
sensed that he was losing his audience. The two students were quite
inebriated, and their attention span was waning. "I can help you
convince your girlfriend to give you oral sex." That brought them back.
"Friend, if I can't talk her into it, I hardly think you could," Andy
was quick to reply.
"Oh, no. I don't plan to talk her into it. I can make you an elixir.
Get her to drink this elixir and she will begin to crave your sperm."
"What, are you talking about some magic love potion? Sorry, pal. We
don't believe in magic potions," said Chris. He was losing interest
again. After all, even if the magic potion worked, which if course it
wouldn't, he had nothing to gain from it.
Andy was a little more credulous. "Wait a second. Let's see what this
guy has to say."
"You are too kind, sir. No, I am not talking about a magic potion. I do
not believe in magic either. I am an herbal healer and a student of
western medicine. By combining these two disciplines, I have discovered
some very powerful biological processes. I can make an elixir that will
make the drinker crave sperm."
"Sounds great," said Andy. "How can I get some?"
"I must brew the elixir for one week. If you return here next Thursday,
I can have some ready for you."
"Okay, we're here every Thursday, so that won't be a problem."
"Of course," the stranger continued, "the ingredients are expensive. I
would need about two hundred dollars for the elixir, in advance."
Andy was on the edge of his seat. He was plainly hooked on the promise
of a blowjob from his prudish girlfriend.
"Well, I've only got about a hundred and fifty on me tonight. I could
give you the rest next week."
"Oh, c'mon Andy. You're not going to give this guy the rest of your
cash. You're drunker than I am if you're buying into this." Chris was
not happy at this development. If Andy gave this guy all his cash, that
was the end of their drinking tonight. For the weekend, most likely.
"Can it man! I need a blowjob. This guy sounds like he knows what he's
talking about." Then to the stranger, "Here, one hundred and fifty
dollars."
"A wise choice. I promise you, you will be enjoying oral sex in the
very near future."
With those words the man took Andy's money and left the bar. After he
was gone, Chris couldn't recall what the man had looked like. In fact,
if the stranger returned, he wasn't even sure he could pick him out of
the crowd. Strange.
"Look at that," fumed Chris. "He left. See, he doesn't even work here.
He probably stole the money for our last round of beer, too."
"Hey, I'm sure he just went to stash the money and will be right back,"
Andy replied.
"Well, we got no more money, so that means no more beer. I'm not
waiting around to see if he comes back. I'm out of here." Chris stood
up and left.
Since Chris had driven here, Andy did not have another way home, so he
followed Chris out of the bar and they drove home.
Chapter 2 - The Elixir
The following week was like any other. Andy and Chris attended some
classes, skipped others and drank lots of beer. Next Thursday found
them back at their usual spot. Andy was eager to see the stranger
again, and kept looking around the bar hopefully.
Chris had completely forgotten about the stranger, and was curious at
Andy's anxious behavior. "Andy, calm down man. What's got you so
uptight?"
"I looking for that guy from last week," Andy replied.
"Who?"
"The guy with the elixir." Andy said.
"You mean that weirdo who stole your money?" Chris said sarcastically.
"He didn't steal anything. He'll be here tonight, you'll see."
"Even is he is here, and even if he gives you something, what makes you
think its going to work?"
Chris could see another Thirsty Thursday going down the tubes. He
decided to take Andy's mind off the stranger with some pool and lots of
beer. They were there until last call and were staggering back to the
car when they saw the stranger again. He was leaning casually against
Andy's old station wagon.
"Shee, I told you he would be here!" slurred Andy, looking quite
superior.
"Of course he is, to swindle more money out of you."
As they approached the car and the stranger, he spoke. "So very good to
see you again. I trust you have my payment. This was a very expensive
elixir to mix."
Andy handed over a wad of bills. "Here you go. Man, I'm getting lucky
tonight!"
"Andy, it's 2:30am. You can't get into Mindy's dorm until tomorrow."
"Damn! Well, first thing tomorrow then."
To this the stranger replied, "Actually, sir, the elixir may take
several days to take effect."
"Of course it does," said Chris. "That way you can be long gone before
my friend realizes he's been had and comes looking for his money back!"
The stranger ignored Chris completely, and handed over a small vial of
clear liquid. "I must instruct you on how to use this elixir. It is
very important that you follow the proper procedure."
"Okay..." Andy replied. He was very drunk and examining the vial
intently.
"He won't remember a word of this tomorrow," Chris thought.
"The elixir is not complete. You must perform the final preparation
yourself for it to work properly. And you must use the po... er, elixir
as soon as possible after it is prepared. It loses potency very
quickly."
"Of course..." grumbled Chris.
"Shut up, Chris!" Then to the stranger "Go on..."
"First, keep the vile refrigerated until you are ready for the final
preparation. Just before you are ready to use it, warm the vial up to
body temperature for at least five minutes. You must then combine the
fluid with some of your own semen..."
"What do you mean? Are you telling me I've got to jack off into this
vial?"
"Well, yes. It won't take much, just a drop or two. Once you have mixed
the elixir well, it can be added to a drink. Give the drink to your
girlfriend. The effects will be subtle at first, but will grow in time.
Depending on the strength of her aversion to oral sex, it may take
several days until she is ready. Your girlfriend will become addicted
to semen, and will have a particular affinity for yours. That is why
you must perform the final preparation. The longer she goes without
semen, the stronger her urges will be. However, here is my
masterpiece!" The stranger's face lit up. "Also, the longer she goes
without semen, the more beautiful she will become. The more she will
evolve into your ideal woman."
Andy balked, "Wait a second. I don't want to go messing around with her
looks..."
"Then simply keep her thirst for semen sated. However, if she begins to
let herself go, or grows homely with age, you can simply withhold your
semen and restore her beauty. You will be doing her a service. Her
beauty can be extended almost indefinitely!"
Chapter 3 - The Spiked Drink
Friday night found Chris, Andy and Mindy at the apartment. At Andy's
insistence, Chris had plans to hit the bars with some friends so that
Andy and Mindy could have the place to themselves. But it was early and
the three of them were having a few beers and watching a movie before
Chris left for High Street.
Chris did not think for a minute that his roommate would get a blowjob
tonight; he probably wouldn't even get laid. Mindy was in a bad mood
because she had an exam Monday. She didn't want to be here tonight, but
Andy had practically begged her. Once she got there he kept trying to
feel her up, and she was getting annoyed.
Andy excused himself and went to use the bathroom. On his way back from
the can, he went to the kitchen and got another round from the 'frige.
"This is the last of the beer," he said as he put the bottles on the
coffee table and sat down next to Mindy. When he put his arm around
her, she immediately got up to use the bathroom. On returning, she
pointedly sat on the other side of Chris.
Trying to ignore the friction in the room around him, Chris focused his
attention on the movie. He polished off his last beer and grabbed the
fresh cold one in front of him.
"Damn! This one's skunky," he thought. "Oh well. It's the last one, so
I can't let it go to waste."
Keeping his attention on the movie instead of the drama around him was
difficult. Andy was desperately trying to seduce Mindy, and she would
have none of it. But at last his friends showed up. He downed his beer
and bolted out the door with a quick "See ya!"
Chris spent the rest of the evening playing darts and pool at various
bars along high street. He had been playing for drinks, and fared
pretty well. One of the other guys had to drive him home, and he barely
made it in the door. The apartment was dark, and Andy's door was
closed. Chris had no idea if Mindy was still there or not. He didn't
too long on it, though. Nature was calling. He made a quick trip to the
bathroom, stripped naked, then went straight to bed. The alcohol
ensured he had a deep and restful sleep.
Chapter 4 - The Dream
Chris woke slowly, still in the folds of a dream. It was a very
pleasant dream, but now that he was waking he couldn't quite remember
what it was about. He remembered kissing... and licking. Images of warm
popsicles came to mind.
"Warm popsicles? That makes no sense," he thought.
But it must have been a very good dream, because he soon realized that
he had a raging hard-on. Almost without realizing it, he reached down
to stroke his cock. It twitched, and Chris gasped with pleasure at the
first touch. He though he might cum right then and there. But he
regained control and figured he'd summon up his favorite fantasy, Lisa.
He wrapped his hand around his throbbing cock.
"My God!" he thought, "that feels good. I can't remember the last time
I felt so good."
Slowly he began to pump his cock, sliding the foreskin up around the
engorged head, then back down. But he had a hard time concentrating on
Lisa. While reaching up with his other hand, his arm brushed his left
nipple. This sent an electric shock straight to his cock, which
twitched and almost came for the second time in under a minute.
Chris immediately brought his left hand back to his nipple and began to
squeeze and massage it.
He thought to himself, "This is amazing! I never knew my nipples were
so sensitive."
He lay in bed pumping his cock with his right hand, slowly at first,
then faster and faster, while tweaking and pinching his nipple with his
left hand. The intensity grew quickly and Chris further increased the
pumping on his cock, now soaked with pre-cum. He cupped his left breast
in his hand and pinched the nipple hard. The orgasm washed over him
like none he had ever had. Huge gobs on cum spurt from his cock,
spraying all over his chest, and even getting some on his face. He came
again and again, until he was utterly drained. Usually his orgasms were
centered on his cock, but this one seemed to make his whole body
tingle. He was blind with ecstasy.
Chris was several minutes recovering, and when he regained his senses,
he looked down to see the mess he had made.
"Did I cry out?" he thought.
He wasn't sure. He may have.
"Hope I didn't wake Andy. Don't want him to come in here and see this."
When he realized he had cum on his face, he went to wipe it off with
his hand. A strange thought occurred to him then, "I wonder what it
tastes like?"
Chris tentatively brought his cum-soaked hand to his lips and stuck his
tongue out. The spunk was warm and salty on his tongue, but Chris found
it quite pleasant. In fact, it was wonderful. His body was beginning to
tingle again. This stuff was incredible. The taste was okay, but it was
just so erotic and exciting. He quickly began to scoop as much of the
cum off of his chest as he could, and eagerly brought it to his waiting
mouth. He licked it off his fingers with relish. Chris was disappointed
when he could get no more off his chest. But he contentedly rolled over
and went back to sleep, the taste of his own cum still in his mouth.
To Be Continued...
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