The server life

by BRK   

Extras-lovers Silas and Jed meet up on a chat server, only to discover the software has some unexpected features.

Silas got home from a crummy commute and a long day of meetings that should have been emails to find an unexpected gem in his inbox. Putting on some music and dropping down in front of his home system with the vague intention of losing himself in something escapist, he was diverted by an invitation from a roleplay friend, JedDoubleCock, to join a new “subnexus” on the hot, up-and-coming community-based social media platform app, Fractious. This particular subnexus, one of thousands of user-created communities on the platform, was called “Addie / Augie” (short for “Additions and Augmentations,” according to the brief notes with the invite), and was all about guys with more than the usual equipment and/or proportions.

Silas grinned, quickly shifting to the App app and downloading Fractious to his machine. Addie / Augie was pretty much spot on when it came to what pressed his buttons these days. What a find!

He’d never really believed there were other guys like him, before bumping into JedDoubleCock in the comments section on some story tangentially involving three-legged dudes getting it on. A bit of back-and-forth in the comments had led to emails, IMs, and now… this.

He clicked on the invite and watched Fractious load up, filling in the basics of his identifying info on the first screen (reluctantly keeping the cringey username SexySilas, mostly because that was how Jed already knew him and he didn’t want to risk losing the one connection he had in here) and moving on to the membership page. Interestingly, it turned out there were levels of membership, all of them priced in the in-app currency instead of real money. Right now he was at the basic, default tier (“impulse drive”), but he could level up to either the advanced (“FTL drive”) or the premium (“Pentalion drive”) for a pile or two of fake greenbackery.

Scanning through the specs, he noticed right away that Pentalion drive membership came with something called “unlimited, multiflexal character customization,” which sounded very apropos for the community he was joining. Of course, other platforms let you adapt your avatars—his Reddit persona had a hat!—but, given the context and what he’d heard about how supercharged the app was, Silas was optimistic he’d be able to do a lot more than swap jackets and toggle between clean-shaven, bearded, mustached, and goateed.

The price, though. Pentalion membership was marked at “one million gold doodads,” which sounded steep. Was a gold doodad more or less than a smackerino? Either way, a million was probably a lot. Or… maybe not. Checking his account profile from the little drop-down at the top right of the screen, Silas saw his online wallet was somehow currently listed as containing “one kajillion gold doodads.” Just like that, in words, not numbers. Which was good, as adding the right number of zeroes for a kajillion sounded like a fool’s errand. Plus it looked nicer.

Okay, then. Figuring a million probably went into a kajillion more than a few times, he went back to the membership screen and opted for the highest level membership and clicked “OK” with a feeling of happy anticipation, his body buzzing and his junk awake and alert in his chinos, ready to be stimulated.

A gentle light-green screen appeared with the words “Stand by, your equipment is being upgraded” and a little rotating-wheel pacifier icon. He sat back patiently, expecting to wait, but he’d barely managed to get out a smirky “Huh huh, you said ‘equipment’” before the screen was replaced with a white flash so bright he was momentarily blinded, and then…

He was in an endless, white void.

Whoa, that was some upgrade, he thought equably, looking around. I just went totally virtual.

At the moment there was nothing in the white expanse except himself and, about ten feet behind him, the exit. As if to underline the artificiality of the environment, said exit was not a door but a small blue button the size of his wallet, floating chest-high in the void, that just said “Exit.”

He himself was very real, as far as he could tell. He could feel his heart pumping, there was definitely some kind of solid surface under his (hey! suddenly unscuffed) brown-leather boots, and when he touched his face the tiny bristles that had grown out since his morning shave were, if anything, more vividly present and tactile under his fingertups than they were in real life.

He looked down at himself. He looked more or less the same as normal, though his chinos and the Aztec-patterned button-up he was still wearing from work looked better tailored and somehow fresher, like they were just out of the dryer.

“I wish I could see my ass in these,” he muttered. No sooner had he spoken than a full-length mirror appeared a few feet away. Smiling, he turned to check himself out in the reflection and, sure enough, the virtual chinos were indeed flattering to his tight, round caboose. His face and build looked normal, though maybe, like the clothes he was wearing, manifesting here in a slightly idealized version compared to what he was used to seeing. His shoulder-length walnut-brown hair looked a little fuller, his skin clearer, that kind of thing.

“This must be the customization bit,” he realized. He thought about asking for a catalog to appear like he’d conjured the mirror, but then he remembered he had been invited by someone who must have already gone through this and tailored his avatar to his own personal satisfaction. Suddenly nothing was more important than seeing how that had turned out.

Lifting his chin, he addressed the void. “Is the user JedDoubleCock online and available?” he asked.

A gentle male voice responded, “JedDoubleCock is available.” Silas felt a tingle of excitement slither up his spine, but before he could follow up, the voice spoke again. “JedDoubleCock is requesting an encounter. Allow?”

Silas grinned. “Yes, please,” he answered.

There was a chime, and suddenly a good-looking young blond appeared in front of him about four feet away. He wore a pale yellow sweater, dark jeans, and white tennies, and looked for all the world like he’d stepped straight out of a “Do I have a sleeper build or what?” TikTok video.

The other man immediately perked up when he spotted the dark-haired man. “SexySilas!” he beamed, walking toward him with his arms spread wide. Silas oofed in surprise as Jed got to him and bound him into a strong, tight hug and laughed as he hugged him back, really enjoying the feel of that hard, sculpted sleeper-build muscle under the pullover. Man, that really was a hell of an equipment boost, he thought.

“Jed!” he exclaimed, slapping his virtual friend’s back and letting his hands roam a little. “It’s great to finally, uh, encounter.” He pulled back so they could grip each other by the arms and check the other over. “You look great. Fucking great.”

Jed leaned forward and gave Silas a friendly, unselfconscious smooch on the lips. “You too,” he said, sounding like he meant it. He gave Silas another appreciative once over as he added, “Welcome to the subnexus! We’ll meet some of the others later, but for now it’s you and me.”

Silas shivered. The prospect of meeting “others” in this all-bets-are-off meta-environment made his stomach flutter. He was glad it was just them for now, though. “You did your customization?” he asked tentatively.

Jed smirked. “Enough to live up to my screen name,” he said smugly.

Silas’s eyes went round. “No way!” Don’t look down, don’t look down…

Jed seemed amused at the way Silas was determinedly maintaining eye contact. “So,” the diphallic blond said, “the question now is… how ‘sexy’ does SexySilas want to get?”

Silas grinned, feeling himself getting hard. “I, uh… I’m open to suggestions, brah,” he said airily.

“That so?” Jed said, giving him a knowing look. This was one of the code words from their role play, both of them having found it a lot hotter to talk about the other’s attributes than describing them on themselves. He took a couple steps back, rubbing his chin and moving slowly around Silas like he was a couturier mulling tuxedo choices for Silas’s next state dinner or red carpet walk. “So, for example… the rear pair of soccer-boy legs you have, just behind the front ones? Suggestions like that?”

Silas gasped as his bottom half was suddenly comprised of twice ass many chino-clad legs as before, all of them significantly shapelier from firm, athletic muscle. He looked down in wonder, lifting each of his four boots in sequence. “Jed—Jed! These are real! I got fucking boytaur legs, dude!” He twisted around to see himself in the mirror, prancing in a little circle as he observed himself. “Dude, my ass!”

“I agree, it’s awesome,” Jed laughed, giving Silas’s extra-firm, extra-round ass a slap as it passed.

Silas was totally hard now, which prompted another realization. His eyes got even wider. “I got another hard-on back there, dude!”

Jed grinned. “Not just one, I’ll bet,” he said casually. “You got a gymnast muscle bod and plenty… o’… cocks.”

Silas let out a little moan, and his eyes unfocused for a second. “Duuude,” he grunted, his body reshaping in an instant into his own wet dream. Fortunately, he happened not to be facing the mirror at that particular moment, or he would have cum for sure.

After a beat he focused on Jed again, more intently than before. “It can’t just be me,” he said, “I gotta suggest you. Can I suggest you?”

Jed was returning his gaze, just as intently. His eyes are, like, this radiant sapphire green, Silas thought, a little dazed. “That’s the best part of the Addie / Augie subnex,” Jed explained. He spoke evenly, like he was giving the newbie intro, though Silas thought he detected an edge of excitement to his tone. “We’re always in character customization mode.”

Silas nodded, resisting the urge to adjust his big, hard trio of front cocks and the five throbbing cannons he had in the back. “S-so I can talk about those twelve-pack chiseled abs of yours that you’re so pleased with,” he said. “For example.”

Jed lifted the hem of his pale yellow sweater, which was suddenly about a foot longer than before, and proudly exposed what looked like an endless trail of flat, deliciously carved abs, the port column slightly offset from the starboard stack just enough to up the ante, taking them from awesomely sexy to mindblowingly hot. And that wasn’t even taking into account the fat cockheads and inch of shaft poking past the waistband of Jed’s crisp, new jeans.

Silas gaped, his hardons getting even harder at the spectacle. He had pictured Jed’s abs and cocks many times, but seeing them in the flesh was something else. “They’re… not straight across,” he marveled, moving toward him in fascination. “I never imagined.”

“Feel ‘em, dude,” Jed invited, nodding toward his belly. Silas lifted a hand and skated it over Jed’s ab-highway. “C’mon, Si, you’ve got six arms, use all of ‘em.”

Pleasure surged through Silas as his Olympic-caliber pecs suddenly developed upwards into two tiers, then three (interesting, stacking is the default for extra arms, good to know), his colorful Aztec shirt now containing six perfect, swoonworthy arms instead of two. He dutifully began feeling up Jed’s rippling twelve-pack with all his hands, grinning hard up at Jed. The blond had gained several inches on him with the ab extension, but the pec-stacking had leveled him almost back up to being eye to eye with his role-play buddy.

He glanced at Jed’s sexy lips. “You know what I gotta try,” he said, low and sultry.

Those radiant green eyes glittered with interest. “One of us won’t be able to suggest the other for a while,” he observed cautiously.

“I’m okay with that,” Silas said. He let a few of his hands slip around to Jed’s long back, the others still enjoying the bumpy length of Jed’s twelve-pack, brushing against Jed’s exposed cocks now and again. He kept his eyes on Jed, waiting.

Jed fixed him with an intense look. “Silas,” he said, “I believe that you have a cock-tongue. In fact, Mr. Plenty-o’-Cocks, you have two cock-tongues, and when you’re hard they just won’t fit in your mouth and stick out a full two inches past those sweet, kissable lips of yours.”

Even as Jed finished the words he felt his mouth change in a second, his oral cavity becoming a new kind of pleasure zone as he felt the matched pair of long, throbbing, incredibly hard cocks that had shoved brusquely past his lips and into the open air. Experimentally, he rubbed his lips across them, and instantly felt a surge of pleasure he almost came violently for all his hard, raging pricks.

He grunted at Jed, a little desperately—he didn’t want to have succulent, supersensitive mouthcocks like this and not be kissing while he came! Jed smiled lasciviously and cupped a hand around his nape, pulling him in for a deep, probing kiss. Instinctively all of Silas’s hands slid around to Jed’s extra-long back, a few moving soutyh to his ass and more going north as Silas dove into the kiss.

As soon as he felt Jed’s tongue—fuck, is his tongue longer than usual?—and it started sliding expertly around his needy mouthcocks, it was game over. A powerful orgasm shook its way through him, multiplied in intensity from any orgasm he’d ever felt, and he started gushing cum from more cocks than he could count. He came and came, in his four-legged pants and into Jed’s mouth and maybe other places too, he wasn’t sure, all as he held the sexy man to him with all the strong arms you could want to hold someone with, and then—

He was sitting in his desk chair in his room, panting hard, a powerful afterglow riding through him like a pleasure-beast. His hands all dropped into his lap, his cum-gooey mouthcocks still hard as he huffed raggedly past them—

Wait. His… mouthcocks…

He blinked, bleary from the colossal pleasure of his multi-climax as he leaned forward, trying to read the screen. He had to tilt it up to see it properly. The Fractious app was still open, but now showed only one window, the title bar for which read “Addie / Augie Subnexus Courtesy Interval Implementation.”

Underneath that was some smaller text. Silas squinted. “Orgasm detected,” he read. “Session automatically ended. Subnexus accessible after cooldown in 20:00.” The number started counting down by seconds, reading 19:59, 19:58, and so on.

He let out a long breath, noting how even a gusty sigh felt amazingly good across the sensation-loving prickskin of his long, still-mostly-hard mouthcocks. He looked down at himself, amused he could not currently nibble his lower lip in awed perplexity.

He was sitting in his own lap, and both his crotches were full of cum and fat, half-hard cocks already eagerly anticipating another round. He turned his hands over, examining all six. Each of them looked pretty normal, though the scar he’d gotten from accidentally pushing his hand through a window in middle school seemed to be gone, from all of his right wrists.

“Huh.”

He wondered why he wasn’t panicking, but really there was no reason to. He didn’t need to be anywhere tonight; he wasn’t seeing anyone either in person or via video chat; and he was ninety-nine percent sure that when he logged onto the subnex again in eighteen minutes and thirty seconds he would be able to recustomize himself back to normal. More or less. If he wanted.

His dark-mode screen was mostly blacks and charcoals, allowing him to see his remarkable reflection. Himself, but with augmentations and additions. He smiled rakishly at himself. Time for a shower, SexySilas, he thought. Then, maybe he’d go and meet the gang. It sounded like a good plan. Nothing better than the right kind of online community, he mused with a chuckle as he padded, happy and four-footed, to the bathroom for a steamy encounter with an added-to and augmented Silas.

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