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The clinking of beakers could barely be heard over the hum of the fume hood, although Caustic had long since tuned it out. He had been working a new formula for his gas traps and was nearing a breakthrough.
Despite that the chemist remained silent, tired eyes looking down through his mask as he had been leaning over the fume hood for the past 14 hours. The Muscles in his legs ached and burned having barely moved at all but he didn't mind the pain. The doctor enjoyed pushing his pain limits and he was far from hitting it. His endurance however had started to wane, making his measurements sloppy.
Deciding he'd rather not accidentally fill the lab with noxious gas, he set the beakers down then closed the fume hood and turned of the fan. Several pops could be heard as the large man a step for the first time in half a day. Walking over to a nearby storage cabinet, he pulled off his respirator and stripped out of his yellow and black protective gear. Taking a second, he took a look at himself in the mirror on the inside of the cabinet.
Looking down at his sore legs, he flexed them. His large quads were mostly covered by black dress socks held up by garters but you could still clearly see the strong muscles bulging out, trailing up to his massive thighs. Covering his crotch was a tight pair of black briefs with a large grey waistband, they did a great job showing off his large ass and impressive package. Despite their simple look they were quite expensive, but they are very durable and stretchy so it made up for the price.
Looking up he trails around his hairy belly, bulging out slightly over his briefs. Up to his large, equally hairy, pecs. He smirks to himself as he flexes them. He may devote his life to his work but he also need to be in perfect shape as well to survive the apex games. Plus he loves how massive his arms are now. He moves his hand over massaging his tits and rubbing his belly, feeling the thick and dense hair that covers his whole body. You'd almost think he's a bear from the neck down.
After thoroughly gawking at his impressive physique, he puts on a pair of slacks and a t-shirt that he tucks in. Feeling more comfortable he heads over to his deck to copy over his research from the notes he made.
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A few hours pass as he filed his data, Nox barely noticed, getting back into his flow state. What he did notice was the sound of the hydraulic door of the lab opening and stomp of familiar boots of a certain Salvonian.
"Howdy Howdy, Noxy~" Fuze said cheerfully in his thick accent. Nox was already annoyed but he knew there was no stopping his tenaciously charming demeaner.
"Come to bother me again have you?" this was no surprise to him Walter always comes over after he finishes his game for the day.
"Oh c'mon, don't be so cold on me, I know'ya been in here all day" walking up he started giving the chemist a light shoulder massage.
"Must you always be so handsy" The Chemist commented flatly, though he made no attempt push him away, Feeling the tension ebb away. he couldn't see but knew Walter was smirking.
"Don't act like you didn't need this" Fuse's voice was a little bit too giddy for his liking, holding his breath as he leaned down next to his ear "I've got some time to kill before my last game for the day, need some *stress relief*~"
The feeling of his hot breath on his neck was already getting him excited. He thought himself to have a will of iron, what was it about this stupid Salvonian that broke down his barriers so easily. He was having trouble closing out of his computer on account of the two muscular arms reaching down the front of shirt and trying to pull if off.
He at least closed the program before his shirt blinded him. Being freed of his admittedly tight shirt, he felt his chair get pulled back and turned. Finally putting eyes on the grenadier, Caustic let out chuckle at what he saw.
Walter had gone limp staring into the black forest of chest hair on Nox's chest, his mouth slightly agape. This is by far not the first time the man has seen him shirtless but he is always at a loss for words every time. Nox leans forward to meet eyes with the ones burning holes into his chest and it seams to break it out of his trance.
The blush forming on Walters face suddenly spreads out to his ears. "s-sorry!" He's a very experienced man when it comes fliting and intimacy but now he's feeling uncharacteristically bashful. Seems they both have an effect on each other.
Nox takes the initiative again, grabbing his hand pulling in the mustachioed man. Like a magnet Walter pulls in faster connecting lips with the chemist. Sitting on Nox's lap he staddles the bigger man, their facial hair bushing together as they continued to tongue each other.
Nox could feel Walters hard one against his and he instinctually bucked up into it. Walter reciprocated by grinding back into him, the frotting causing them both to moan into the kiss. After a good half an hour Walter pulled back seemingly satisfied. By now both men were quite disheveled but the both wanted more knowing this was the warm up.
"Sorry 'bout that mate needed to break the ice" Walter said acting as if he wasn't a giddy child just a bit ago. "I know what you really want~" he gave a soft kiss to Nox's neck before getting off his lap, both men were straining in their pants.
Now it was Nox's turn to be bashful. He knew Walter was open to this and that it turned him on too but it didn't help not feel embarrassed about it.
Walter walked around behind the large man frozen in his chair wait for it to happen. He put both hand back on his shoulders but started trailing them down. Feeling all the soft hairs, nox leaned forward, giving more room for him.
Reaching down Walter curled his fingers around the grey waistband of his briefs but just before pulling he noticed something. Nox was wearing two pairs of briefs. "Cheeky bugger~" Walter said under his breath. Wrapping around both pairs he yanked up hard.
"MMMmmm" Nox's eyes went half lidded as he felt both layer of fabric pull tight against his crotch, a thick line of fabric pressing on his perineum and asshole. He clenched his cheeks and bucked his hips forward to feel the wedgie press deeper. Looking back he was dissapointed seeing the his briefs were only up to his mid back.
Taking the outer pair only. Walter started yanking up rhythmically, slowly inching them up and towards the head rest of his desk chair. The closer it got the more Nox's heavy breathing turned into muffled moans of pleasure. As the waistband crested over the headrest walter yank down hard pulling them down so they were secure, the last pull causing Nox to be partially lifted off his chair.
Nox let out a satisfying "mmmmmm" as he grinded into the chair wedgie. The pain felt intense but he thirsted for more, "please" he whispered as he looked up at Walter, needy for more. Not answering him, Walter bent down and gave him a long kiss. He reached down and palmed Nox's bulge, the intense chair wedgie had caused the front of his briefs to stretch up, partially covering his hairy belly. Walter pulled away but not before adjusting his boner so it pointed up. His obiouv arousal now showed outside his pants, his thick manhood forming a cylindrical bulge against his belly.
Pulling away Walter put his attention back the other pair of briefs. He pulled up on the back again eliciting more moans from Nox, but this time he moved out and started pulling up the sides then finally reaching over his hairy chest he pulled hard on the front. That last pull was especially strong causing Nox's eyes to go wide, his intelligent mind reduced to mush as he grinded into the frontal wedgie. Nox crossed his arms over his chest as Walter pulled the waistband up to his shoulders. He felt snug and incredibly horny, he could only think about the tight rope of fabric that chaffed his ass and crushed his balls. His dick throbbing and leaking, held tight against his belly.
But Walter wasn't done just yet, he noticed that the inner pair was a lot more stretchy so it gave him an idea. Taking the back he pulled it over Nox's chest, wrapping it over is already covered arms before coming back and doing it again. Each wrap kept pulling the back up higher, the legholes having reached his upper back, exposing his hairy back again. Finally as the fabric started to reach his limit Walter pulled it up one last time, Nox's head leaning back as he knew he was about to get a new hat. The waistband crested his head with just enough stretch to snap painfully down over the chemist's eyes.
The pressure on Nox's head was immense as his briefs blinded him, his arms bound tightly. The pain in his ass was incredible, it burned, it chaffed, it ached, and every feeling made his dick throb and twitch. He had created a large stain of pre in the front of his briefs, visible through two layers of fabric. "T-t-thank you~" was all the buff man could say as he squirmed in his tight prison.
"Hold on I ain't done yet" Walter said causing Nox to let out a surprised whimper. Walter turned walking over to a drawer with confidence. Opening it up to look at the various instruments, pulling out two silicone objects and two bullet vibrators, he walked back over taking in the view before him.
This hulking bear of a man who strikes fear into the average man, has been reduces to whining mess needlessly humping into the double wedgie that's destroying his ass. It was embarrassing and painful but Nox wished he could stay here forever.
Almost as if his wish was answered, Walter came up behind him. Reaching up Nox's mouth was forced open with a ball gag. He sinched it tight over the atomic, now it couldn't be removed no matter how much he struggled.
Walking to the front Walter dug his hand in the front of Nox's intense wedgie. He grabbed a hold of his throbbing cock and, using his pre to lube it up, he pushed a silicone cock ring on to his shaft. Nox made soft moans as this happened, his dick made incredible sensitive. Once it was situated Walter pulled out and grabbed the two bullet vibrators. When he turned them on Nox flinched and made a surprised whine. Reaching back in the affixed one to the top of the cock ring, the vibrations already causing Nox to moan loudly into his gag, his dick leaking large droplets at this point. Walter then tugged the inner layer up to re-situate his crotch and to force another "MMMMPH" out. Finally he took the second vibrator and wedged it between the two layers so it sat tightly against the head of his penis.
That sent Nox reeling, shaking and struggling hard against his undie prison. Anything he did only made the wedgie dig harder into his ass and crotch. He was drooling through his gag and was a more animal then man at this point, he could only think about about how good the pain felt.
"Alright Noxy~ you're all situated," he pretend to glance down at a watch he doesn't have "oh would you look at the time! I gotta run to my game, I'll come get you after I'm done~" The realization hit him like a bag of bricks. He and Walter are the only people that know about this lab, so he will be stuck here for at least the next 4 hours unable to leave. All the sensations drove him over the edge as he came hard into his wedgie prison.
"Whoo boy look like you're gonna have fun~" Walter turned away, his dick throbbing, he'll need to blow off steam before the game cuz of this. As he walked away he heard Nox's moan get louder, the pleasure turning into sweet torture as his incredibly sensitive dick was buzzed with unrelenting vigor. He's gonna be in for a LONG night, he thought to himself as his next ejaculation started forming.