Boots (part 2) "Puss in Boots"

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Boots Pt 2
[Here is part 2 of boots, told from Max's perspective. Max is trans and I tried to right them as respectfully as possible, please let me know if I need to change anything to be more respectful to my Trans readers. I am still learning as a writer.]

Puss in Boots:

A moan erupted from beneath the couch. Max jumped in surprise, dropping Adam's massive meat in the process. Adam’s cock smacking against his abs with a fleshie slap, he groans as he knows he’s not going to nut just yet. Max also stopped hugging Adam's feet.

Again, the moan sounded and this time Max was sure someone else was in the house.
"Outback Steakhouse, is there someone else here?" Max questioned.

Adam's sheepish face took on a look that could only be described as "Devilish".
"There might be, Kitten," he slid his foot down Max's abs until his big toe pressed against the entrance to Max's man cave, "Do you want to go check for yourself?"

As he said this, his big toe pressed in. Max felt a flush, his big toe was thicker than most dick heads, and Max could feel the pressure slowly opening them up.

"Or we could stay here and finish what you started," Adam grabbed his 9 in club dick and gave it a wag, "You stirred me up pretty badly you know--especially talking about the camping trip."

Max was barely listening, too focused on the big toe trying to bore itself inside them. When the other big toe began poking at their ass hole. Max squeaked, and Adam laughed.
Another moan, this time it sounded weak and defeated, echoed up from below. Adam smiled and then sighed.

"Let's take a break, I gotta let him out."

Max only nodded as they were released from the pressure. (I ALMOST GOT DP BY FEET?!)
Adam got up from the couch, not bothering with clothes as he headed for what looked like his basement. Max followed, wondering who and why someone would be down there making those sounds.

The two naked kinksters walked down a set of concrete steps. Adam held Max's hand, which they found sweet. Each time Adam stepped, a heavy, fleshy slap sounded--and Max felt butterflies bounce around in their guts. Hopefully something would be joining them soon.
They reached the bottom of the stares to find a blue door. Adam opened it like an old timely gentleman and Max cautiously walked through.

They were not prepared for what they saw. Dildos of all shapes and sizes mounted on the blue walls in rows. Belts holstering vibrators daggled from a hooks on the wall. A sex swing was off in the corner of the room. A large bed could be seen in another room. The main room itself was filled with more toys than in Santa's workshop, and Max was s***chless. Adam had been their shy best friend all of high school. The spiciest thing the guy ever did was lose his virginity to his best friend on a camping trip. How could such a goodie two shoes farm boy turn out to be such a deviant? That was Max's stick!!
They turned to Adam in confusion, but the tower of the man just chuckled and headed over to a red door--dick swinging like a club as he walked.

Max followed, curious as to who else was in this sex dungeon. Adam unlocked the door and opened it.

Inside there was a large plasma screen tv with what looked like porn--some little white twink getting his hole pumped and filled to the brim by a BBC bodybuilder. His moans blurring out of the surround sound. In the middle of the room was a bench with a very large man strapped to the seat. Adam and Max walked around the man to stand in front of the tv. From this angle Max could see a ball gag had been stuffed into bench boy's mouth--drool dripped down his chin. The man was as wide as Adam was tall. He had to be pushing 400lbs in weight and looked to be about 6ft tall. He had curly brown hair, dark greedy--almost piggy--eyes, and a round face with chubby cheeks. Body wise the guy had double D man boobs with one nipple being pierced. A ginormous gut, and shovel wide fat feet. A pool of what looked like precum sat in the man's lap, a jockstrap covering his manhood. Adam reached over and grabbed a remote. Max thought it was to turn off the tv, but when he clicked it the tv stayed on. The man however relaxed and let out a long peaceful groan.

"Max, you remember Pat right?" Adam sad as he started to unbuckle the exhausted blob that was Pat.

"Pat, who?" Max looked him over again and then it hit them. "Not PG13, Partick Gomez, the Jock?!"

"Yuuuup." Adam smiled as he plucked the ball gag out of Pat's mouth and gave him a quick kiss.
"The fuck happened to you?" asked Max, thoroughly confused. Pat used to be a buff football player, last time they saw him.

Pat coughed a bit and then smiled, "Could say the same to you tomboy, I see you’ve grown an inch or two since I last saw you."

Adam slapped one of Pat's tits. " Oi, be nice to Max or it's another 3 months in the cock cage fatty."

Pat's eyes went wide, "No, no please you promised I'd be allowed to cum today." He whined. Adam patted Pat to turn over on his belly, the chair creaked as the incredible bulk shifted
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"Well, plans changed since Max here rushed me outside while I was on my way to release you." Adam said as he reached into the crack on Pat's ass and pulled out an egg shaped vibrator.

Pat sat up and addressed Max. "To answer your question, you remember on the camping trip when you stumbled out of Adam's tent naked, cum running down your thighs?"

“Jesus Pat, don’t bother sugar coating it!” Max clapped back but blushed and nodded--remembering the warmth and the public exposure.

"Well, I thought that was the hottest thing I ever saw in my life. Later that day I went to ask Adam what had happened and found him skinny dipping at the lake. That's a story for another time. But, Adam helped me discover who I really am and what I love. After high school I became his personal sex slave and got really into a gaining kink--Adam here likes chubs and hopeless bottoms with micro dicks. I myself love big feet, big dicks, muscles and servicing him."
Adam bent over and nipped at Pat's nipple. He giggled.

Pat smiled and scooted off the bench. "I guess you could say you inspired me Max. I wanted to be you on the camping trip and have been chasing that ever since."

Max put a hand to their head. This was a lot of info to process. Unfortunately, they weren't given time. Adam took them and Pat by the hand and led them to the "Bedroom". A large room with cream colored walls, toys of all types lining the them, and a bed built for a giant.

"Oi, Fatboi," Adam barked and Pat stiffened. Max had never seen Adam like this. It made them excited…it made them wet.

"Go fetch the condoms and lube, Max and I have to finish what we started upstairs." Pat nodded a waddled out of the room. As he left, Max could see a trail of lube leaking out from his ass.
"Wow he's gotten stronger, after 6 hours with a vibrator up his ass I'm surprised he can still walk." Adam chuckled to himself.

“Six hours?!” Max wondered to themselves.

"Now then," huffed Adam as he picked Max up effortlessly until they were eye to eye, "this is twice today people have brought up how that camping trip changed them." Adam kissed Max lightly on the lips. They could feel Adam’s dick throb against their man cave and the heat radiating off of that swollen rod.

"So I think it only fair I share how it changed me."

Max quiet’y nodded, overwhelmed, yet curious to see this new side to Adam. He carried them to the bed and playfully dropped them on to it. It's white comforter looking innocent; white as snow. Then Adam pounced on them like a wolf onto their prey. Max closed their eyes as the sensations flooded in. Adam lapping at their neck with his long tongue. The weight of him, his hard muscles pressing into their soft flesh. The smell of him--the sweat, the musk, the fresh grass, the smell of precum.

He then licked their ear and whispered, "You remember on the camping trip, when you snuck into my tent after lights out. Kissed me awake and stole my V-card?"

Max opened their mouth to argue, but found their mouth full of Adam's tongue. Something slipped up on top of Max's wrist--a sheet?--they couldn't tell.

Adam broke off the kiss and sighed, "I'm not sure if you knew, but I had the biggest crush on you. Which might explain the damn near gallon of cum I pumped into you that night." He kissed their neck and pecked his way down to their chest, licking a nipple.

Max squirmed and blushed. They had known, but they didn't know how they felt about themselves at the time. All they knew was they wanted the farm boy bad that night and got way more of him than expected.

"You were so tight, warm, and wet I couldn't hold it in, I was in heaven," Adam sighed and licked Max's little moob.

"Then you ran!" Adam growled and bit Max's moob none too gently. They went to scream but a big hand covered their mouth. They went to pull away but found their arms bound to the bed.
Adam licked and kissed Max's ear again.

"That hurt my feelings, not to mention kinda embarrassed me in front of the whole class. But more importantly, you got away. And I didn't want that to ever happen again--hence my hyper focused obsession with bondage."

Adam lifted himself off Max and laughed. Max struggled to move their arms but they were trapped. Their legs were bound too. Pat smiled from the end of the bed, winking at them. Max thrashed about, trying to get free but couldn't.

"So from that night, under the stars Max became the man they always were--they just needed a deep baptism from me. Patty awoke his inner chub sub. And I figured out I was not only a pansexual kinky deviant that had just checked 'fucking in the woods' off his bucket list, but that I was a switch." Adam smiled as he pulled a black bag off the shelf and placed it on the bed.

"Adam....what's in the bag?" Max whimpered, excited but confused. Adam reached in and pulled out a large white feather.

"Revenge" Adam growled as he dragged the feather up Max's prone body, bringing it to rest on their peach fuzz filled armpit, "Revenge, my dear Puss in Boots."

To be continued....
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