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On that terrible day, nothing foreshadowed trouble. We walked peacefully in the desert around the Oasis, enjoying our naked sweaty bodies licked by the Sun, and our hard members blown by the Wind, copiously dripping pre-cum like saliva, in anticipation of the great sexual feast awaiting us in Prince Andremede's tent.

These chastity walks were our only little breaks from the long, intense lovemaking, we needed them to replenish our empty nutsacks with a fresh load of sweet nectar that will be wasted time and time again in the forthcoming hours of wild buttsex.

At times it became overwhelming and we couldn't resist stopping to stroke each other's cocks and passionately suck each other's mouths, frotting our cocks and squeezing each other's buttcheeks...

It was amidst one of those frot stops when all of a sudden the Wind blew much harder than before. It was a strange, strong Wind, very different from the sweet little Breeze that used to caress us along the way. The skies became much darker as the sandstorm surrounded us.

We stood naked in the middle of a great vortex, yet untouched by it, at least not physically. Mentally we stood there like two cobras hypnotized by a charmer, our further decisions were no longer ours, even our bodies soon began to feel very strange, but we were yet to discover the monstrous deformations that had taken place in our bodies and minds.

Thinking about this terrible event over and over again, we tend to blame it on a strange blue light that first appeared as godrays breaking through the dark clouds above us, and then quickly took the shape of a huge bright column of blueish light, centered exactly where me and Prince Andremede were standing, holding tight onto the fragile, uncovered forms of each other.

It was very difficult to say how long it lasted, since our minds were too mesmerized to rationally perceive the reality around us, as if they were taken to some otherworldly, alien dimensions. When we finally had the opportunity to look at each other, we immediately noticed the same blue light in each other's eyes.

There were something inhuman in our faces... Our youthful faces remained the same, yet there was some kind of a vampiric or even demonic nature to our facial expressions...

Without remembering how we made it back to the camp, we found ourselves violently rubbing our naked bodies against each other upon Andremede's bed, our usual place to make love, but what we started doing next was not usual at all...

We wriggled like demented patients from an asylum, who have long unlearned how people normally have sex. We started doing grotesque, hideous things like licking each other's eyeballs, sitting on each other's faces until we almost suffocated, then we continued to explore each other's bodies with fingers in the most bizarre manner. We ended up pushing them deep into each other's mouths, and only our deepthroating skills and complete immunity to the gagging reflex obtained through daily practice saved us from vomiting while almost swallowing our hands whole...

We had little to no control over everything that happened, but still faintly recorded it with our vision and feelings, meanwhile, our fingers went further to explore our navels, and since we were not trained for umbilical sex, the hard navel fingering made us groan so painfully that we almost broke out of the hypnosis, but the power that captured us obviously did not want to let go and decided to change its tactics...

My finger went down and circled around Andremede's erection, until my fingertip found the sweet entrance and slipped right inside the head of his member. This time, the hypnotic force made a lucky guess. The Prince was a great lover of urethral sounding and possessed a whole collection of rods made of all sizes and materials imaginable, at least those that could be smoothly polished and wouldn't break during insertion.

My finger slipped in with ease, while Andremede laid back and looked at my finger impatiently, so I pushed it to the full length inside his dick. He groaned, but, obviously, this was still not intense enough for him, so I... I mean the force that possessed me, decided to try if he could take two fingers at once...

It was a great stretch, the intense workout kept turning Andremede's dick more and more into a hose, almost ready to... As if we both had the same idea in our heads at the same time, Andremede held his dick like a two-handed sword, meanwhile I aligned myself properly and pushed the tip of my erection against the tip of his...

It did not look as if it would work, but Andremede kept holding his hollow manhood, trying to wrap it like a sock over my dick. In a minute, he finally started making significant progress, the head of his cock stretched so much that it started almost magically wrapping around mine, and my head began to squeeze right into his cock, lubricated with pre-cum.

Every inch of his urethra felt divine to conquer, our eyes were glued to our dicks docking into each other. We stared as if making unspoken bets on how much deeper we can go. We didn't even notice the exact moment when we were no longer controlled by any external power, it must have ran out of its energy at some moment, but we were so absorbed in this new penetration technique that we did not need to be possessed to keep going.

"Wow! It's so stretchy! Incredible!!" I managed to squeeze out of my throat between another pant and a moan as I kept docking my penis deeper and deeper into Andremede's inhumanly stretched urethra.

Andremede's balls contracted from overthinking that compliment. Everyone admitted that Prince Andremede was the true king of contortion, people called him the Liquid Boy, the Bendy Bastet, etc. Everyone except me, of course! Born in the snowlands of Snowberia and trained by the best shamans, I was a maniac of stretching, the Desert Prince was the hottest fuck, but contortion-wise he was no match for the unbreakable Snow Angel I was!

Of course, I tried to encourage him, I just liked to see how much he pushed himself in hope to take the lead, which also made me work harder to remain the best. But this time my little compliment got really bloated out of proportion, the Prince thought that he finally obtained ONE bodypart that was way stretchier than mine, and his rival is now directly admitting this fact!

"Crap! Did I just mishear it," Andremede panted, "Or did Yasheus finally admit his inferiority!? I swear it's the first time you ever said those words: sad to admit, Prince Andremede, now you're officially waaay stretchier than me!"

"What! That is not how I said it!" I grunted, realizing we were fully back to our senses and ordinary conversations, but I still had absolutely no intention to stop fucking his amazing stretchy dickhole!

"Oh, yesss, you did!" This thought in itself was so orgasmic for Andremede that he clenched his teeth, while a good load of cum erupted from his balls, right into his insanely stretched urethra, abundantly lubricating my cock. The Prince fell on his back, his whole body softened by the orgasm.

"Wow, thanks for the natural lube!" I grinned, realizing that my cock just moved a couple of inches deeper only thanks to this sudden lubricant.

"Push it!! Push it into my bladder already!!" After the orgasm, Andremede's cock softened, letting me bury myself much deeper into it.

"W-WHOA!!! I think it just slid inside your bladder! I hit the back wall!!"

"FFFUUUU~~ I can feel it so deep inside! Can you try to move it... Ahh! S- Shit, slower... Mmm yeah, more like that!! Mmmm...."

"NNNH! I never thought that you have such sweet spots in you..." I let my weight contribute more to the pushing... I went so deep that our balls touched as his cock got softer and squishier, meanwhile mine completely buried into his bladder, stretching the internal organ, occupying its entire space like a pocket for my cock.

Andremede was in heaven from having his bladder filled and stretched out by my big hard manhood, he almost whimpered with all the new sensations, it was so stunning for him, the Desert Prince lay on his back, drawing me into a tight embrace, and we started kissing passionately as I kept rubbing my hard cock in his elastic urethra, pushing the walls of his bladder harder and harder...

From the day we first met, we had tons and tons of anal, but this was something completely different, I knew I couldn't have just one, but for now it was too much, I buried my head in Andremede's shoulder, pressing my sweaty body against him and started fucking his brand new hole with all my passion. After several hard thrusts, Andremede felt a strong pulsation that resonated even on his face, he was totally feeling it, my thick liquid filling his bladder...

"Ahhhh... d- don't pull out please," Andremede begged.

"Oh I won't, I'm ready for a second round!"

Andremede grinned. "Wow! You're the best!!"

"That is what I've been trying to tell you since the day we met!" I nodded.

"Wait! That's not how I meant..."

"But it's a fact."

"Not anymore!" Andremede pushed me away, and my cock slipped out of his cock-sock. "I'm willing to bet that no one in the world has a urethra as stretchy as mine!!" Andremede took his cock and pulled down the foreskin, enjoying the sheer caliber of his royal cannon.

"Yes, for now," I sat on the bed. "Just because I didn't think about it before. But what will you say when I learn taking a whole fist into my bladder, hmm?" I showed him my fist for the effect.

"Oh, just shut up and get out of my dick!" Andremede tried to kick me with his bare foot, but instead ended up awkwardly massaging my chest with it and rubbing his toes into my nipple. "I'm no longer in the mood..."

"Yeah, I can see that..." I gently took his foot and put it behind his head like a pillow, to get it out of the way, and then snuggled up and quickly sucked on his nipple, my secret technique to relax him that always worked. "I'd die if I couldn't get to fuck your peehole every day from now on!" I softly said after hearing his heart calming down. "But I kind of really want to stretch mine as well now..."

"Ugh! You always steal all my new tricks!" Andremede hmpf'ed.

"Wait, I have a great idea! What if I put a thick rod in my dick, and then fuck your hole with my stuffed dick, so regardless of how much better I get, you will always be way a-head of me, haha!"

"Hmm... Wait, are you suggesting I'm gonna get fucked by your cock while it's made extra thick with its own urethral sound? Okay, I'm not angry anymore! In fact, let's try right away! Let me fetch something nice for you from my collection!"

Poor Andremede, he did not know that on that very day he gave birth to a monster... The monster in the body of an angel, whose unbreakable flesh would let his urethra get fisted elbow deep without flinching one day...

The Great Desert of Alshara
2201 BCE