Brotherhood of Metal
Human Punks, piercings, hypnotism... Not much to say. It was fun. Dug this out of my archive.
Brotherhood of Metal Co-written by Leo_Todrius and Denmay
The sound of a Friday night outside of the college campus was unmistakable and impossible to ignore. Music blasted from every restaurant and bar, every bungalow and apartment complex. The roar of motorcycles and fast cars ripped through the streets. It was a wild town that wasn't restrained in any way, shape, or form. It was almost eerily unusual for a college town but it was as if all the police and administrators turned a blind eye... Few could have been more thankful than one of the liberal 'brotherhoods' the college tolerated to balance the stale air of fraternities.
From the outside the brotherhood of metal seemed almost like a gang of street punks. People wandered in and out at all hours, motorcycles were under repair in the driveway, alcohol was consumed openly. Everything was open... On the stone steps leading out of the apartment building the leader of the brotherhood sat. He was only 22 but he seemed more seasoned. He was six foot tall, a wild mane of brown hair framing his head. From his chin a long goatee hung, stretching down to his collar bone. He looked almost wild at times. Two rings of metal marked either side of his lower lip. Thick rings hung from his ears and nipples. Several more dotted the outside edge of his ears and his right eyebrow. Tattoos roamed his arms. He was a man of physical pleasures but more and more things had started to seem dull to him. Even the raging beer fueled orgies seemed a bit lack luster.
Tonight though would yield an uninvited, though perhaps not an unwelcome guest. The stranger would simply blend in as a pedestrian around the campus, not at all unique or remarkable. Here though, the thin man was an eye sore. Even first glance would suggest he was not among any of the "brotherhoods" His skin was rather fair, and his arms were pretty thin - not any scratches from hard labor at all, his hands probably also being pretty soft, no calluses. His hair a fair medium blonde, made messy simply by shaking it with his hands. When he approached the stoop close enough, his face appeared to only missed two days of shaving. His shirt was black, plain, but unworn. His jeans were faded - not to make a statement, but to blend in.
"This is where the Brotherhood of Metal is, right?"
"Yes... Who is asking?" The man asked. From the door a green mohawked eighteen year old turned his head, catching sight of the newcomer. It would have been easy to mistake things in the light but it was almost as if he licked his lips.
"Yo what's the party out here?" another man stepped out, from the door - this one in army style boots with incredibly long black hair, looking the oldest yet only 20. The blonde stranger stared at the three. The look of them a tad harrowing but he kept his chest up and head high. "Word on the grapevine is this is the place to be." Already awkward, but with the alcohol in them - pretty amusing.
"Loki, there's Hawk and Lee..." The leader said, tilting his head, "Why don't you come up here, take a swig." he said. Hawk brought out a bottle of booze. It seemed to be pretty strong stuff and the bottles were being handed off regularly. It seemed to be the first test. The meek, soft hand reached for it and examined it, even swirling it.
"Well come on!" Lee said, brushing his long black hair out of the way. "Looks like the good stuff" The blonde said. In truth, being only 19 and too scared to ask anyone to buy for him, he had no idea what the "good stuff" was, or what different types of liquor were. in fact, this was cheap bourbon. He quickly coughed and flinched after his swig and handed it back. "Woo, nice and warm." He grinned sheepishly. "Wow," Lee said, looking at his leader. "The kid's got balls!"
"What's your name kid?" Loki asked, scooting himself to the side to make room for the new comer. He was obviously a novice but he was giving it a shot. Hawk licked his lips again, looking at the kid with hungry eyes. The blonde's eyes went wide a minute. He definitely prepared himself for this evening - his fruity-smelling deodorant was pungent enough.
"Tr-evor." He said, mid-gag from the bourbon. He took another step forward. He was visibly nervous, but in a way it was pretty cute. Something there must have drawn him.
Loki moved, sliding an arm around Trevor, pulling him down onto the stone banister that followed the steps, leveling out half way. Trevor was pulled down into a sit next to the leader unceremoniously. Up close Trevor could smell a combination of sweat, cologne, and some fairly strong musk... In fact the musk was coming from all the men. It was earthy, manly, different than in any gym. It seemed strangely alluring in some indescribable way.
"So what other than grapevines brings you to the neighborhood?" Loki asked. Hawk moved to lean against the banister on the opposite side. His jeans were tight, outlining his muscles and other accoutrements clearly. That arm on Trevor gave Loki an idea of just how weak he was. Then of course, there were times of other such "innocent" new guys. Indeed, the myriad aromas hitting his nose almost made him forget his place just for a second. He didn't know why, but Loki's arm on him even stirred his loins a bit.
"Now Now," the mohawked one said, "where's your class? Take the lady to a movie first." But Trevor spoke up at that point, "I want to be IN the brotherhood. I'll prove myself! I'll do anything. Who's in charge here?" The silence that followed was the ultimate mix of tense and comical.
"The leader?" Loki asked, looking around a bit. Hawk didn't respond, trying to stifle his laughter, "That would be me." Loki replied after an overly dramatic hesitation, "Why do you want to be one of our brothers so bad?" Loki asked, wanting to hear it in the boy's own voice... His own loins stirring at the idea of recruiting a new member for their brotherhood.
Quite the recruit indeed - any of the squares turning toward the darker side of humanity was more or less what they were all about. "Because I'm sick of the lying, workaholic world. The world's backward - all the bums run everything. The only people who get it anymore are people like you. I want in!" As he spoke, a more natural higher-toned one came out; he was forcing a deeper voice until now. He only stood 5'5, almost a head shorter than Loki. He looked up to see those lustful eyes. The very stare into him was enough to make him gasp - the idea of a man being so... handsome... was not one Trevor was quite used to.
"Then you are welcome here, but things can get tough at times." Loki said, "While we thrive on being outside of the system, we do have a system. We aren't total anarchists. We have to be able to depend on each other at any time for anything... We have to be true brothers... Do you want to be liberated from your normalcy?" Loki asked, looking into Trevor's eyes. He gave the boy a soul searching gaze, pleased by the higher voice... he was such an innocent and yet so jaded by the system. He would make a very good brother. His hands gripped the stoop, green and glinting with excitement as he looked directly at Loki, something so few outsiders ever worked up the courage to do.
"Yes, more than anything!" The others begin grinning. Lee mockingly grabbed his groin with his hand "Looks like tonight won't be so dull after all, eh Loki?" As though on cue, Trevor was sure the smell of musk and sweat was stronger.
"Well... Sounds like we need to start with a make over. Have you ever heard of auto-piercings?" Loki asked, standing up. He put a hand on Trevor's back, keeping it there as the boy stood back up. His short stature made him seem even weaker compared to the others, now slowly making their way behind him to make sure he didn't suddenly change his mind.
"Auto-piecings?" He asked confused, "Like... you mean one that I would do myself?"
"Well, it's probably better that we do them for you, make sure they're all even... But yeah, each one puts itself in. No need for a shop or anything, they're all sterile." Loki said. They passed through the doorway and began moving upstairs. In every direction Trevor saw unrestrained debauchery... Drinking, smoking. The strangest thing tickling at the back of his mind, however, was the distinct lack of women.
Still, somehow he felt more comfortable with the fact there were no women. None of it made sense to him, but he figured perhaps it was the liquor in him? He kept his hand draped over his front, trying to keep his loose shirt low. Trevor was unsuccessfully trying to hide the fact that his groin was half-aroused.
"You guys know how to live, huh?"
"Oh yeah... Best life ever man..." Hawk said, practically drooling. They came to the top of the stairs. A man with long brown dreadlocks was pushed up against the wall being kissed by a man with a head full of spikes that would make a porcupine jealous. Loki and Hawk moved as if they didn't see them but Trevor could have sworn the dreadlock boy winked at him as Loki opened up a door. Inside was what looked like a bedroom converted into a walk in closet and pleasure room combined. There were racks of clothes and a few dressers, a large mirror at one side of the room.
"So uh..." Trevor said, "I see that you guys are totally uh... open to different stuff huh?" Beyond the sight - the aroma of male semen suddenly pierced his nostrils... and it seemed pretty fresh. He began to feel warmer - his face was actually getting redder. Hawk decided to make a quick pass gripping Trevor's rear, giving it a quick squeeze
"About everything and everyone, except the fools in society."
"Does that trouble you? It's not too late to leave... Go back to society." Loki said, standing just on the other side of the doorway from Trevor. He seemed calm, neutral, not pressuring Trevor at all. He let his words linger, watching the boy to see how he would sway. He thought about pressing his luck but he wanted the boy to take the first step on his own. It was only a few moments to think. He was a college freshman, freshly 18, his whole life ahead of him... but not the one that society had planned.
"No, I'm staying her," declaring proudly. The others just winked at their leader, waiting for his instruction.
"Then come this way... And it's time for your most important question... Are you a closed circle or an omega kind of guy?" Loki smirked. He pulled open a drawer full of plastic trays sealed in plastic. He opened one up and fished through before pulling out two pairs of earrings. One was a simple ring, the other was an omega shape where the bottom edges fanned out even wider. Still, even the simple ring was thicker than the average earring. "If you were doing this the old fashioned way you would have been pierced since you were fifteen to get these babies, but you can make up for lost time." Loki said.
"Uh uh.." Trevor stuttered in a gentle fear but also in honest contemplation. It seemed his nerves slightly made his groin go down, but it only added to just how cute his innocence was. "I've never been pierced so heh... start off smaller and work my way up maybe?" "Pussy," one of them mocked behind, "Hey, everyone starts somewhere" another said.
Loki set the Omega back in the drawer and moved towards Trevor. The boy's back was to the mirror but Loki had a practiced hand. He clasped one of the earrings and moved his finger back, the gap opening up. He began sliding it over Trevor's left ear, moving it around a bit until it was in the perfect spot. He waited until Trevor calmed enough from the movement before letting go. There was a momentary prick of pain and then an odd sensation of a presence in his flesh that hadn't been there before. The earring was somewhat heavy, tugging on his ear a bit... But it almost seemed stimulating, as if the mundane sensation of his body had been punctuated by something more exciting. Loki moved to Trevor's other ear, positioned the second and then let go, the ring piercing itself into Trevor's ear, resting after a moment. Slowly Loki turned Trevor toward the mirror, letting the boy see himself with heavy gauge earrings that made him look almost like an aficionado.
There was a quick gasp from the blonde man, but he held any meep or wince in with all of himself, clenching his fists. Indeed, the instant that first one was in, it was like a strange warm tingle dissipating from that short pain. It spread around, warming his body. The sensation was only amplified by the second one, almost "good" pain. "Oh... oh God... it's so... liberating!" staring at his reflection before him, he turn his head from side to side to check out how they each looked.
"It's like they're... I dunno.... I can't think of.... what's... going on?" the sensation was far more than simple excitement or adrenaline. Something was happening to him. He leaned down now, hands gripping the bed... slightly stronger than normal.
"College is a time to reinvent yourself..." Loki whispered, leaning closer, "Imagine yourself... fourteen. You're so hungry to be different, to stand out. You forge your parent's permission, go to the shop, you pierce your ears... You keep them in defiance... The only kid your age to have such a cool set. Years go by and you work your ears up to larger and larger sizes... Catching the eye of those few students who rebel against the system... Inspiring others to follow in your footsteps..." Loki whispered, his voice carrying deep into Trevor almost as if it was fact, not some story. Trevor could see it so clearly in his mind... He had always been lithe and thin, but he had some meat on his bones... Muscle to defend himself with, muscle to outrun cops chasing him for being where he shouldn't have been.
His head jerked up with another short gasp. Every word from Loki began to pierce Trevor's very soul, prodding deeper than any piercing ever could. It was so comforting, so "right"... everything he said it was like he could see in plain sight. All the while he began to heave harder, half-stumbling to his knees. As he imagined more of the world, he saw the competing thugs, none of whom truly got it like them. He needed to fight to defend their honor! Trevor punched out in mid air. With each thrust, he punched a thug and another square he saw... and more bulk began to flex on his arms. All the while, the scent of musk in the room grew stronger as they watched the weak freshman before them changing... flexing... growing.
"You were so strong... A rebel... They sent you to detention but you only used that to preach to the others that joined your cause... Recruiting so many to buck against the system. But you weren't just a fighter..." Loki murmured, grabbing two more piercings, "You were also a lover." Loki whispered. A wave of relaxation passed over Trevor. Loki moved and slipped a ring over Trevor's lower lip and let it pierce in, the ring curving around his lip, detailed with an almost Celtic like design. Loki moved and slid another ring on the opposite side, giving Trevor a snake bite piercing like his own. "You were just barely eighteen... You had just gotten your snake bite piercings... You were letting your sideburns grow out into chops. You saw a new student, Chinese mother and an Italian father... His black hair was marked with a red stripe down the middle and he had a mustache that didn't belong on a sixteen year old. You took him in, you took him as yours... The kissing, so intense, wasn't it? Beneath the bleachers, behind the stairs?" Loki whispered.
Trevor's body softened. Not in build, but in his tension. His lips quivered when Loki pushed them through his lips.... almost as though he was trying to reach forward for a kiss. A soft, shy whimper winced out of the blonde man. Though a soft meep it may have been, it was certainly deeper than it was. His body turned red in embarrassment remembering his very first love, muscular arms reaching out to embrace him, kiss him again. His legs spread again, longer now to the point they were a normal fit rather than baggy and bulky. His blonde hair grew shaggier, curling around his sprouting, stiff, manly tanning chops
Loki let Trevor linger in the memory, taking more direct steps. He added thin wispy earrings up the back side of each of Trevor's ears, creating a ladder of them. As he did Trevor's muscles bulged, his pecs forming, abs shaping. The boy's chops grew thicker and burlier, reaching down to his jaw bone, stretching forward a bit. Hawk moved and pulled off Trevor's shirt. He dug around a bin before coming back, pulling a black metal rock band shirt over Trevor's head. It hugged his figure comfortably, showing off all of his muscles without restraining anything. Loki slipped a studded bracelet onto Trevor's left hand. Hawk then moved, lifting up Trevor's shirt. Loki handed him a piercing. Trevor felt the familiar sting in his left nipple, the ring dangling from his nub of flesh. The tingling spread through his body like a lightning bolt. Trevor's manhood began to stretch and grow, pushing against his pants, creating a tent in the fabric... But that was merely from the size of his package mostly soft.
As his body flexed and grew to the new man, his delicate skin and hair darkened and toughened. Even his arms sprouted some darker hair. The delicate blonde changed to a darker tan hue. That piercing to his nipple made his eyes open wide revealing much deeper, thick green eyes. He grit his teeth as he felt the stirring and strain in his pants... the tightness to his new body and groin was so good, but he knew instinctively even that had to be liberated. He did it himself. He stood up, sliding his growing feet out of his undersized shoes and gripped his pants. He stood the same height as the others, a proud six' man, flexing for all to see, and for himself to feel. The power, the sense of his new masculinity... and the pleasure.... was everything he imagined. It wasn't long before this new, naked mandhood of his would grow again...
"But..." Loki said, his words once again echoing deep into Trevor's soul, cutting into his mind, "There was one thing all these years that has been growing inside of you... A feeling ever more intense, ever harder to ignore... A thirst..." Loki whispered, leaning close to Trevor's ear, "A thirst for pure masculinity... The embodiment of the lifeblood in you... Such thirst." Loki whispered, reaching up to run a hand over Trevor's sideburn, caressing how bushy it was. Loki liked the neediness the boy had come with and he wanted to save a small fragment of that even if it was in this extremely perverse way.
Even as this new, proud man, an almost complete gang member, this gentle touch on his new facial hair was enough to send him back to his gentler state of mine, returning to his knees. He was submissive to Loki's every word, wincing again as his mouth again puckered, longing for a kiss. His mucular arms remained at his sides at the ready.
"I need it," he whispered in a sonorous, lustful tone.
"All you had to do was ask." Loki said. He moved and pressed his lips to Trevor's, their lips mingling, their lip rings brushing. Loki swirled his tongue around Trevor's mouth, locking in his new personality for the time being, letting him be this new man. With that kiss, a new Trevor was born. his strong hands clung to his leader while the others stood grinning, nodding in approval, even rubbing their groins at the sight of their leader converting yet another. In a way, it was like rewatching each of themselves, going though the same thing in their younger days. Trevor moaned with lust and passion, inviting the invading tongue while rolling his own .
Loki pulled Trevor down so their bodies rubbed against one another as they made out, Loki mercilessly fighting Trevor's tongue with his own, strong hands moving to caress and grope Trevor's body all over as they surrendered to their feelings. Trevor's legs gently kicked underneath - not in resistance, but in his growing eroticism. Every one of his new muscles flexed in the incredible feeling. His new chops brushed against Loki's fuzz and face. The gentle ticklish prickly feeling only made the new man snicker and enjoy himself more. His groin stood now, a proud and mean, dominating erection under Loki. Trevor was so engrossed and lost in the feeling he even gently began to thrust his hips up to his partner above.
Loki reached down, popping the button on his jeans and opening his fly. He fished his hard, surprisingly lengthy manhood out and moved it so soon they were humping each other, grinding their shafts together. Loki moaned in delight, moving to kiss and suck on Trevor's neck, hands almost raking down the boy's back. As his partner pushed his groin to his own, Trevor's legs curled lightly behind Loki's to gently pull him closer while he shifted his legs up. He let out an animalistic moan of passion as Loki left what would be the first of many marks on his neck through time. The smell of their musk intensified, and sweat began to pour down Trevor's face, even moistening his new fuzz.
"Yes.... yes, Loki" he begged his partner, flexing his new pecks on him to let his nipple rings press to Loki's heart. Loki moaned loud, loving how fun this new recruit was. The larger of the men panted hard, writhing, sweat crossing his chest gently as they worked. He gazed into Trevor's eyes when he could.
"Where do you want it the most..." Loki asked, one hand caressing Trevor's cheek, the other cupping his ass. Hawk was apparently pleasuring himself as he watched the two.
Trevor stared up back to Loki. His glinting green eyes never lost their boyish, innocent charm through any of it. With a heaving strong chest underneath, he answered submissively, "Wherever the leader wants it."
Loki chuckled at that, the hand on Trevor's cheek guiding the recruit down toward the leader's groin, moaning in great anticipation. Hawk moved around toward the two, climbing underneath Trevor as he shifted position, starting to lick at the recruit's shaft. Trevor's strong hands trembled as they reached for Loki's hips, gripping firmly. His new chops and goatee bristled along the exposed groin, finely rubbing and massaging that shaft before his mouth opened and accepted the large member, closing his soft, tight lips around it. The others began gathering around, gripping Trevor's ass as Hawk suckled away
Loki bean thrusting his hips gently, moving his shaft back and forth inside Trevor's mouth as Hawk worked more and more of Trevor's cock into his own mouth. Throughout the apartment people were starting to share similar actions, the energy of the mating intense, the musk growing, the pure staggering masculinity impossible to ignore.
All throughout the house, the Brotherhood knew they had a new recruit. What better way to celebrate. Only bare-skinned men remained with Trevor as the night continued. The other underlings also admiring Loki's body as Trevor continued his work, massaging and pleasing Loki's hips and thighs, pressing his tongue to that nice sensitive underside of the cockhead, massaging faster, slower, rolling, smooth.... every thrust, suckle, and lick different to please Loki. Underneath, Trevor finally groaned a deep, steady "mmmmmmhm" as his seed erupted into Hawk's mouth.
Hawk greedily drank Trevor's seed down, savoring how pure it tasted, nuzzling against Trevor's groin with care for his new brother. Loki began panting louder and louder before he let out a roar of pleasure. His shaft pulsed and then sprayed a thick load into Trevor's mouth, coating his tongue and flowing down his throat.
Trevor never let his lips leave the shaft. He tilted his head to let his beard rub and massage Loki's balls and shaft underneath before he was sure every dribble of cum had emptied from him. He stood up now, still erect, grinning and proud.
"I'm honored," he said with that smooth deep voice, "to be with my new brothers."
"And we are honored to have you brother." Loki replied, "We shall forever watch out for each other and help each other through good and bad." Loki said.