Chapter 64: Steamy Mako Woods Works
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Max reality warps a bit much before dipping off to follow a thread. Jax is born in a world that likes him a little too much….
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[Maximus Westphall-Bennett]:
[MakoVerse, 2013]:
RING!
The bell signalled passing period, so, as Max walked the halls of Suncoast High School, he wasn't too surprised at the wanton looks he was getting from the women — But especially from the men.
This version of Max was a clone, with the main body already off-verse, closing in on the source of a thread of fate.
He was essentially, physiologically, Max, but solely with his merman side and a Silas-grade immortality elixir as well as the Verbatim Stone mark etched into his forearm. That and there was even more to this variant of Max's creation — tied to both his parentage and some additions Max made to this particular universe's origins, but he'll learn more on that in due time.
His name was Jax. He was 16 years old, and was a warlock-merman, who had strange dreams of other mermen he's never even met. Yet, somehow, he knows they're real and he knows that they know that they're his mate.
Jax's best friend is Cam Mitchell and his crush, Zac Blakely, who, for some odd reason, still don't have a girlfriend despite the looks he's gotten from many of the girls in and out of school. Evie McLaren, who has, more than once, made her feelings known.
Unfortunately for her, Zac has had his eyes on someone else for a while now.
Jax has always been effortlessly beautiful, desired by both men and women. He's never known why. It was the same way the water felt like home to him — The same way he grew a fish tail when exposed to the element — Or used to, anyway.
He's long since learned to control the shift. He could go deep diving for hours without needing to shift out his tail — A feat he felt not many could claim.
It was only during the full moon that his control is continuously tested and its pull often urges him to take a deep, late night swim. 7/10 times he can resist its pull but that 3 always manages to sneak up on him, despite any preparation.
As Jax ate, he watched Zac approach his table, while Cam had already found his seat at the table. It was lunchtime and Jax was busy checking out the athletic swimmer before him. Cam was speaking of something or the other, but Jax was temporarily disconnected from society by the older male's beauty.
His short curly brown hair was damn enchanting... His light brown eyes, soft and stunning, and his face — Gods, that face. It belonged to Adonis — It had to, right? Normal men don't actually look that perfect, right?
He was dressed in green and white shirt and a pair of grey shorts that somehow — impossibly — works for him. And his bright grin —
"—with us to Mako Island for camping tonight?" Cam said, making Jax snap back to reality.
"What?" He turned his gaze to Cam, head tilted in a way that made the students at the table across from them make a moaning sound as they swooned, much to Jax's deeper confusion. "You say something?"
"He was asking you if you wanted to join us for a camping trip," Zac interrupted, already present as he dabbed Cam and smiled Jax's way, staring at the young warlock with a look that, strangely, came across as lovestruck.
He sat down directly across from Jax, his hand claiming Jax beside his lunch tray.
"I am asking you to come with us," Zac urged, his deep brown eyes imploring with pleading and wonder. "It could be fun. Just us boys."
Jax's heart raced at that thought. Camping? On Mako? Tonight? During a full moon. Full moon? Tonight.
'As tempting as that is, a full moon for me could be dangerous,' Jax thought privately. 'I really shouldn't....'
Zac, noticing Jax's hesitation, gave a bone. "I'll be shirtless for most of the night."
Jax became as red as a tomato as his easily distracted mind pictured it while his physical body answered before he could consciously control himself.
"Yeah, I'll come," Jax agreed, much to his horror. "I only just bought a 2013 Voyage 520. We need to take it for a spin."
"Great," Zac brightened, clearly proud it worked. "We'll see you at your place after school, yeah?"
"Sounds great," Jax agreed, internally screaming at himself to stop agreeing.
'This is a horrible idea,' he thought, as he resorted externally to checking out Zac's massive biceps and quads. 'Stawop being so easy, Jax.'
But it was a losing uphill battle.
Jax was never meant to resist a merman's pull — Not even one who's merman genes were magically suppressed.
He had no idea that this, too, was by design... amongst many, many, many other alterations done to him and the plot he has no idea he's even in…
Much of the same plot from the show happened irl — Only, they used Max's boat to get there. They still ended up de-powered (their boat), and ended up setting up camp deeper inland.
As they were setting up camp, Zac, sweaty and attempting to impress Jax, pretended to be hot.
"Is hot out here, innit?" he flapped his shirt as if burning up in heat. Then he took off his shirt and the tent Jax was setting up ended up falling due to the dazed, star struck look he was wearing. Zac chuckled, flexing. "Glad I can cool down now."
Zac had to be Adonis reborn. The abs. The chest. The arms. The legs. It was eye candy and Jax was addicted — Gladly addicted.
The two of them locked eyes and seemed to lose themselves in the other's gaze.
'Gods, those are some beautiful brown eyes,' Jax thought internally, dazed. 'I could get lost just staring at them.'
"Ahahaha, I caught the fish," and it's ruined by Cam. "You do the tent."
Zac, blinking away his daze, went to help Jax put up the tent.
Eventually, with the large tent set up and the moon beginning to rise, Jax found himself seated directly by Zac, even as they ate fish — It was odd, because Zac was determined to feed Jax more of his own fire-grilled fish — Like, actually feed Jax, hands to the mouth and all.
The notion was touching and Jax felt bad insisting that he could feed himself, to which Zac merely insisted on feeding Jax himself. In the end, Jax gave in and let the older male have what he wanted.
"Aw, man," Cam again ruined the moment, but Jax tried not to show the disappointment on his face. "How good was that?"
"It's a bit rubbery," Jax admitted.
Cam eyed Jax, who smiled, offering no middle ground.
"It is kind of rubbery," agreed Zac. "But it's not bad."
"Well, I'm going to crash," Cam finished his meal and entered the tent.
"If you snore, I'll hit ya," Zac commented, nonchalantly, as he, too, finished his plate, but, instead of returning to the tent, he locked eyes with Jax and winked, before heading deeper in the forests.
"Where are you going?" Cam asked, curious.
"Nature calls," Zac said simply, as he left, but Jax knew otherwise.
The wink was an invitation, he realized, heart racing, even as Cam went inside the tent. He waited a few seconds before speaking. "I'm going to do some late night swimming by the pond. I'll be back soon."
"Alright. Be careful," Cam advised.
Jax followed Zac's trail further inland, deeper into the woods, until a firm grip pulled him into a firm chest, causing Jax to grin as he inhaled the natural scent of the man the pecs belonged to.
A hand lifted his chin and he saw [word unclear] staring at him with deep, full brown eyes.
"Gorgeous... You are gorgeous, Jaxon Bennett," was all Zac said before claiming Jax's lips in a kiss that stole his breath away.
His lips were so soft and the kiss was so perfect, and, even with the palm on Jax's chest, Zac's free hand was already in Jax's pants, fingering Jax's pussy — Something he initially seemed surprised Jax had at first but was even more eager to explore.
"Didn't know you had a coin slot," Zac said, between kisses, biting and pulling Jax's lower lip. "I'm not disappointed, though. It'll make breeding you that much easier."
SQUELCH!
Shluck.
Shluck.
Shluck!
"Oh my god," Jax, virgin that he was, was overtaken in pleasure as Zac, smirking, relentlessly fingered his soaking pussy without pause. "Oh my gods!"
"No, it's just me," Zac nibbled and bit at Jax's earlobe even as he whispered the most vile, perverse things in Jax's ear. "That's right, get wet for me. Come apart by my touch. Soak my hand in your fluids."
"Oh— Uhnn," Jax felt like a common whore and he hadn't even had dick yet.
As if to read his mind, Zac pulled down both their pants, pulled out his large, thick, mushroom headed, 9 inch cock and without ceremony, grasped the back of Jax's head and forced him down to his knees. He was now at eye level with the cock and was feeling a forbidden urge to suckle the rod till it spills its seed batter.
"Suck," Zac commanded while urging Jax forward by the back of his head.
Jax needed no more encouragement.
He devoured the cock, his bitch juices in his saliva, while not as potent as Max's, was still insanely highly effective on the male species, working its magic to instantly hook Zac, who, overwhelmed, tightened his grip on the back of Jax's head and the grip propped against the bark as he closed his eyes in pure, overwhelming ecstasy.
GLUCK!
GLUCK!
GLUCK!
GLUCK!
He began thrusting in and out of Jax's throat at an almost unnatural speed. His thrusts went so far deep down Jax's throat, he could feel it in his neck. And he was so rough and merciless, too, it was strangely euphoric for Jax, who felt like he must've been biologically designed to serve hot boy dick — And he was okay with that, honestly.
GLUCK!
GLUCK!
GLUCK!
GLUCK!
"Oh my gahh! This throat feel — Fuckkk!" Zac practically exclaimed in pure ecstasy. "I'm gonna... I- I'm go-gonna —"
He never complete the sentence.
Instead, his eyes rolled to the back of his head, both hands gripped the back of Jax's head and he unleashed a torrential downpour of baby batter down Jax's throat.
A few minutes later, when Zac pulled out and his eyes cleared, he apologized for what he had just done, explaining that some instinct seemed to have taken him over — But he couldn't deny that he had enjoyed it.
What Jax didn't know was that, while Max created him in certain ways, such as possessing a pussy instead of a dick and having his natural pheromones send mermen into an aggressive, almost rut-like state, the only reason Zac could even find enough of himself to not just fuck Jax unconscious was because his merman side was sealed.
After tonight, that is liable to change. And it won't just be Zac who will want to mate with Jax. There's a world of mermen out there who has been having the same, almost pornific dream every night for 16 years…. And a local god who is ravenous for a taste of Jax for himself. And all of these men will stop at nothing to devour Jax.
Little do either boys know that this was just the first in a long line of plot points rewritten in a way that would make Jax mated to many mermen around the world, but that was a tale for another day...