TRANSFORMATION IV - Ratification

They took a shower again. Héctor asked the guy if he should go back home, and he said that when they left the sports center, he had WhatsApped his mother and told her he would be late, that he had met up with a university classmate who had asked him to come over to explain some topics for a subject. The mother knew he was doing well in his exams, understood, and even congratulated her son for being a good person. And he really was; he had well and truly emptied the balls of a guy he had just met.

• Héctor: "Then stay for dinner with me and then you can leave... I cook well and dinner is half made."

• Bernardo: "I accept, but on the condition that I take care of serving, clearing, and washing the dishes; it will be my pleasure, but not so much for the food, but for serving and spending more time with a macho like you because for me, the bigger the guy is, the more I see him as a man… besides, spending more time with the one who just wrecked my ass and left it burning like I have it right now is a pleasure."

• Héctor (smiling as they both went to the kitchen): "You don't look like it at all, but you're a tremendous fag, and I don't say that in the sense that word is often used because you don't have any flamboyance, but in the sense that you like macho guys, cocks, and being fucked."

• Bernardo: "Well, in that sense you're right, I'm a big fag."

They came out with the food from the kitchen. Héctor placed it in the center, and Bernardo set the plates, glasses, and cutlery. Héctor sat at the head of the table, and Bernardo served him his plate, then his own, and sat down beside him. While they ate, it wasn't a hearty dinner; they talked.

• Héctor: "Hey, what are you studying at university?"

• Bernardo: "First year of Economics."

• Héctor: "Well, I'm a teacher, but not at that school."

• Bernardo: "What do you teach?"

• Héctor: "Algebra, in Mathematics."

• Bernardo: "Too bad you're not my teacher."

• Héctor: "Do you know what your name, Bernardo, means?"

• Bernardo: "No, I only know they named me that because my grandfather was called that."

• Héctor: "It means strong as a bear... I have a little book in the library with the meanings of hundreds of names."

• Bernardo: "And what does yours mean?"

• Héctor: "Possessor, the one who has."

• Bernardo (smiling): "Well, from what I see, you have... and if you want, starting today you can have something else in your possessions, you can own, among your things, a fag bear" (then changing his expression and becoming serious)... "although I don't know if you like it, with the way I look... in reality, I don’t even like how I look, nor being seen like this... besides, no man has ever looked at me, I've seen how they look at others but nothing for me and that pisses me off more each time."

• Héctor: "You have a tremendous ass."

• Bernardo: "So what? They don't even look at me."

• Héctor: "Come on, you don't look bad at all; what must be happening to you is that the men who are looking for other guys like me reject you because they see you clearly as straight, you leave no room for doubt… I admit I saw you and didn’t think for a second about approaching you, seducing you; I didn’t see the slightest possibility and I dedicated myself to what I was there for, relaxing in the sauna, lying down, sweating… it was later, when I realized you were looking at me and that you were staring at my cock, that I began to doubt, and even so, I approached with some caution; I opened my legs, touched my cock… that was when I started looking for something with you, gauging your reaction, which was nothing more than looking even more intently, and maybe you didn't even realize it but you opened your mouth, salivated, swallowed, and left it half open."

• Bernardo: "It's just that with a cock that big I’m left dumbfounded, staring… but see how you acknowledge it yourself? You didn’t even look at me when you entered the sauna… I don’t like how I am… it’s not that I want to look like a girl but I also don’t like this rough, coarse, even redneck appearance."

• Héctor: "But that can be modified… at least a little; I wouldn’t recommend you to cross-dress or dress all faggy, and if you did, you wouldn’t be successful, with your build you’d look ridiculous, grotesque… but something can be done."

• Bernardo: "Yes?"

• Héctor: "Yes, I think I could help you… if you let me… the first thing that comes to mind is to remove all that hair; you're very hairy, and that gives you a very rugged, masculine appearance… but I don’t know if you want to think it over or see what your parents think."

• Bernardo: “Well, I'm already 18… but yes, it’s not bad to see their reaction first."

• Héctor: "And then… I think we would need to change your way of dressing a bit; if you want, we can go to a store and I’ll buy you clothes."

• Bernardo: "I would let you do whatever you want with me… as long as you give me cock… but also, if you manage something in that direction, I would appreciate it."

• Héctor: "Regarding that, your name, apart from its meaning that 99% of people don't know, sounds very masculine… I think it would be better to call you Berna."

• Bernardo (smiling): "No one ever called me that; when I was a kid it was Bernardito or Berni… but never Berna… it ends in ‘a’ like many female names… in the end, with me, you're the only macho, no matter how I look."

• Héctor (laughing): "I see that you can't be helped, you were born to be a fag, or a whore, or whatever we want to call you… but it makes sense because with that ass you have and a rather small cock..."

• Bernardo: "Yeah dude, for them to stick it in me, for them to shove those big cocks that have interested me since I was a kid… not to stick anything in anywhere."

• Héctor: "I will never even touch it, I never do, but also, someone like you needs to feel in a different way, a fag can’t feel like a macho."

• Bernardo: "Exactly, that's what I want."

• Héctor: "Berna, I feel very good with you and my house will always be open for you; if you want, you can stay, but it’s late now, what do you plan to do? You told your mother you weren’t going to have dinner but..."

• Bernardo (looking at the time on his phone): "Damn, it’s late! Okay, I’ll send her a message that I got complicated because... I’ll arrive in an hour and a half, with the first night bus since..."

• Héctor: "None of that, I'll drive you in the car; by car, it’s nothing... you told me you lived near the sports center, right?"

• Bernardo: "Yes, about 500 meters or so."

• Héctor: "Well, walking, kid."

• Bernardo (already inside the car, grinning mischievously): "I’m going to tell you a secret… when we're like this now, it doesn’t bother me at all that you call me kid… but in bed, I prefer you to call me fag, whore, slut… what you already know I am, ultimately."

• Héctor: "Berna, you can’t be helped… hey one thing, I already offered my house… and tomorrow is Saturday, do you think you could arrange things to stay overnight tomorrow? You come in the morning and go back on Sunday afternoon, what do you think?"

• Bernardo: "Sounds great to me… and I see you want to wreck my ass all weekend, bastard, with that enormity you have between your legs."

• Héctor: "It hurts you, doesn’t it?... well, if you want to wait for your ass to recover, I understand perfectly, it even seems logical."

• Bernardo: "It hurts, yes, but you saw how I can endure pain and not only that, did you see how I pushed to take it all in? I like that initial sting… I told you that since I realized I liked big cocks, I knew I would have to endure."

• Héctor: "So what? Should I wait for you tomorrow?"

• Bernardo: "As soon as I finish breakfast, I'm heading straight to your house."

• Héctor: "Look, see if you can gauge your parents to get waxed tomorrow; as soon as I finish breakfast, I’m going to the supermarket which is very close and I’ll buy the creams; I’ve already seen them for men, one for normal skin and another for certain parts, for sensitive areas."

• Bernardo: "Buy them, I'm sure they won’t oppose, I’m going to come up with the story that I don’t fit in with my look at uni."

• Héctor: "Good, because through that route I can also change your way of dressing, change you from Bernardo to Berna, my female, my whore."

• Bernardo (looking at him): "I love that you said 'my' because that’s what I want, to be your female, your fag, I want to feel like the property of a super macho."

• Héctor: "You’re going to make me hard again, and we’re about to arrive, calm down… but know that I really like you, and if everything continues like this, I do want to have you for myself… look, I think we've arrived, haven’t we?"

• Bernardo: "Yes, that’s my building... aren’t you going to give me a macho goodbye kiss?"

• Héctor: "Berna, not here... we're in the street and you're very close to your house; let those things wait until we are alone… and besides, a gentleman doesn’t kiss a whore in the middle of the street."

• Bernardo: "Besides being a big cock, a total bastard... I like you."