Good to Goon

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“UGGHHHHH…Hey guys, I’m home..” Mark’s exasperated sigh traveled all the way through the house as his heavy footsteps and the sound of the door shutting behind him alerted his roommates that he was home.

“Hey Mark, you okay?” Lev asked, the wasp sitting on the couch as he tossed his head back, noticing the rhino was kicking his shoes off a bit more aggressively than the timid man was typically seen doing, an obvious sign of frustration on his face as he didn’t even look up to greet his roommates.

“Yeah dude. You seemed upset, what’s up?” Beside Lev, their other roommate Jack turned around as well, the lizard’s blue scalie arm draped around the couch as he turned the TV down with remote in hand.

Their questions fell on deaf ears as Mark just walked straight past the living room and into the kitchen, the buff rhino pulling the fridge open and loudly rummaging through its contents before shutting it once more, beer in hand. He walked back to the living room and took a seat on the chair next to his friends, taking a long drink of his beer can before tossing his head back, resting in his seat and letting out a drawn out sigh.

“I’m okay. Just a really stressful day….or week..” Mark’s words seemed drained of all joy or optimism as he just stared up at the ceiling, hand still wrapped around his beer as his friends leaned forward, concerned for the rhino as Lev was the first one to speak up.

“We can tell that big guy. Any particular reason?” The brightly colored wasp asked as he clasped his hands together.

“It’s uh….personal..” Mark replied as he seemed to avert his gaze, looking a bit embarrassed to answer the question upfront, causing Jack and Lev to give each other a quick look of confusion as Jack simply shrugged his shoulders.

“Sounds solid to me. Hey, you gonna finish that?” The buff lizard asked as he pointed toward Mark’s beer, the rhino shooting him a steely eyed glare, Jack chuckling softly and putting his hands up defensively to show that he was kidding.

“Well if you’re stressed maybe you just need to take some time to relax. I know when I’m feeling pent up I listen to some relaxing videos and just take a moment to register everything.” Lev spoke with a calm voice, the wasp always being the voice of reason and Mark’s best option for advice.

Mark raised his head back up as he seemed interested in Lev’s suggestion, learning forward a bit as he listened to his friend speak. He’d never really thought of doing anything like that. The rhino wasn’t really one to show signs of stress, usually the most light hearted of his roommates, so he never put any thought towards what would happen if he DID get worked up like he was now.

“Relaxing videos? What, like rain sounds or something?” He raised an eyebrow as he inquired further, wondering how something like that could actually do anything worthwhile for him. Lev nodded and gave a slight smile as he stood up.

“Yep, or it could be something a bit more complicated like someone talking softly into a mic. Anything that takes your mind off whatever’s troubling you.” Lev explained.

“That sounds lame. How’s that supposed to help him, bore him to death?” Jack stepped in, immediately catching a soft smack to the back of his head from the wasp as he rubbed the spot, shutting up as Lev glared at him.

“Just a suggestion. Just lock yourself in your room with the lights off and take a breather, it can’t hurt.” Lev suggested, Mark nodding as he figured it was better than sitting around and moping.

The rhino stood up as he nodded towards his friends, sitting the beer on the table in front of him as it was swiftly snatched by Jack. Walking down the hall and into his room, Mark flipped the light switch with one of his thick gray fingers, slowly shutting the door behind him this time as he sat down at his desk, computer lighting up and whirring to life, putting his headphones in his ears

He clicked around as he opened up his browser. Mark had no idea about what he was even supposed to be looking for, wandering around the inter aimlessly as he tried everything. Rain sounds, birds chirping, even some ASMR videos, none of it seemed to cool him down. He didn’t even know what he was really mad about honestly, which made finding something to cure it that much worse. He just decided on searching for “stress relief relaxing sounds”, clicking on the first link he found without really even checking what it was.

The screen seemed to almost black out for a second, Mark thinking that his computer may have just shut off. However, it sprang back to life slowly after. The dark screen started to pulse with a soft white, then gray, then black again. The colors alternated and spiraled, picking up speed as Mark immediately recognized it as some cheesy hypnosis video, moving his hand to click on the X on his browser and close it. However, his hand stopped as a voice suddenly chimed in through his headphones.

“Just relax…Feel those stressful thoughts collect in your mind as they slowly fade away…”

The voice sounded AI generated yet, Mark found it calming, already feeling some tension easing away as he focused on the voice. As the robotic voice continued, Mark’s headphones were filled with its soothing voice, constantly telling him to relax, to stop thinking so hard, to just listen and watch his screen. Against his better judgment, he did what the voice said, eyes glued to the screen as it continued to pulse, feeling his body loosen up, muscles turning to jelly as his stress seemingly oozed out of him.

“It doesn’t matter why you’re stressed or what you’re thinking about.. All that matters is how good you feel now..”

It was true. Mark did feel good as he focused on the voice in his ears, even better the less he thought about how weird the whole situation was. He was just glad that he wasn’t so stressed. Although, he did feel something besides the relaxation, the rhino’s crotch stirring a bit as he could feel his cock pressing against his tight pants. It surprised him as he didn’t really feel too horny just a moment ago, yet here was his cock, now forming a full tent.

“Pump that stress away.”

The voice felt a bit more…aggressive this time. Mark a tad taken back as he wondered what it meant but as he sat there staring at the screen, his body moved on its own, hand unzipping his pants and pulling out his thick cock, slowly stroking it as he just stared forward. He didn;t even question the action once he started, hand working his shaft as he barely even processed that he was jerking off.

“Just pump. Pump your stress away. No stress when you’re horny. Pump it away.”

The generated voice seemed to loop as it constantly repeated those series of phrases, droning into Mark’s head as the spirals on his screen got faster. It was overloading his brain, the constant barrages to his senses as he just kept stroking, a line of drool falling down his chin as he stopped almost all functions besides stroking and listening. It felt good to jerk off, he could feel his stress slipping away with every stroke. The voice was right, it felt good to pump.

Just as his pace picked up, his computer screen flickered, the spiral onscreen shifting into a video. Well, the spiral was still there but now there were pulsing images flashing across the screen, too fast to really get a detailed look but Mark could make out a few if he really concentrated. Images of men all flexing, cocks out and hard as a rock. Some sniffing other men’s hairy armpits or some jerking off. All of them were similar in the fact that their cocks were completely erect, their faces stuck in pure ecstasy.

“GOOD TO GOON. GOOD TO GOON. GOOD TO GOON.”

The screen was flashing the words violently now, the headphones repeating the phrase in the same monotonous, ear worming way. It was too much as Mark’s brain went dumb, stroking his cock as it throbbed in his tight grasp, the rhino full on drooling now as he just watched the lewd images flash on screen.

Hours later, Mark sat there, still in his chair. His face was a twisted look of indulgence as his tongue hung from his mouth, panting as his head was tossed back. At some point he had taken off his clothes, his barreled hairy pecs and thick leathery skin drenched in sweat from hours of jerking off. His hand was still wrapped around his meat, still hard as ever and aching for release. He was so busy doing what the voice told him too and watching the screen he didn’t even think about cumming, his seat stained with sweat in the shape of his ass and thighs as he sat there, the images on screen and the voice finally coming to a stop as he came out of his stupor.

“Fuck… What time is it?” He thought to himself, looking at the clock on his computer to see that it was almost midnight already. He couldn’t believe it, Mark swearing that he couldn’t have been in his room jerking off the entire time yet the sweat stains on his chair and his aching cock begged to differ. It all seemed like a blur, he couldn’t even recall what he was jerking off to as he stared at a black screen.

“Guess I should get some sleep..” He panted as he stood up from his chairs, legs wobbling a bit from sitting down so long, stumbling over to his bed and plopping himself down. Without a second thought, he grabbed his phone off his nightstand and turned it on, hand wrapping around his cock as he pulled up some porn, stroking his dick as he laid in bed, getting lost in the act once more until his body finally forced him to sleep.

*KNOCK* *KNOCK*

The sound of someone beating on his door caused Mark to spring up, groggily looking around his room as he woke up. Instantly, he could feel the sweat soaked sheets he was laying on, his entire body covered in a thick sheen of musk as he got up, opening the door.

“Mark, you okay buddy? We didn’t hear from you last ni-” Jack was on the other side of the door, the lizard dressed in a pair of pajama pants and a tank top, obviously haven just gotten up himself. The man stopped himself mid sentence though as he saw Mark standing there, fully naked, cock hanging between his legs and stinking like high heaven, a sight he thought he’d never see.

“Yeah I’m okay. Horny..” Mark replied, absentmindedly, a hand reaching up and scratching at his armpit, even lifting it up to his nose after taking a quick sniff, Jack giving a face of disgust as he watched his friend huff his own pit stink.

“Uhhh….Dude what the hell is wrong with you?” Jack couldn’t believe what he was seeing, eyes glued to the slob of a rhino in front of him. He smelled like pure musk and B.O., like he’d been up all night jerking off…

“Nothing? Hey, wanna watch some TV?” Mark acted like Jack was the weird one as he raised an eyebrow at the question, walking past him and towards the living room, Jack watching as Mark’s bare fuzzy ass sauntered past him. He could see the sweat clinging to his cheeks, the smell wafting off him making his nose burn as he pursued his friend, trying to interrogate him about what happened to him.

Jack followed the rhino into the living room, watching as Mark sat himself down on the couch. He grabbed the remote off the table and flipped it on, pulling up his phone and fiddling with it for a moment before he linked it to the TV, the screen lightning up instantly with a scene of two burly hairy men rubbing on each other's bodies. Jack was dumbfounded as he looked back down at Mark, seeing that the rhino was already legs spread, hand stroking at his erect cock .

“Mark, please tell me what's up. This isn’t like you.” Jack pleaded with his friend, walking around the couch to see Mark’s blank face, his eyes focused entirely on the TV as he kept stroking. He didn’t even acknowledge the lizard until he stepped in front of the television, blocking the view.

“You seem stressed dude. You should goon with me. It’s good to goon and jerk with your bro.” Mark didn’t even answer Jack’s question as he gave the cushion next to him a pat, one hand still wrapped around his cock. Jack opened his mouth to yell at the rhino before Mark picked his phone back up, switching the video on the TV to the same one he was watching last night, spirals forming on screen as that same monotonous robotic voice spoke up.

“I’m not going to watch porn with you! Especially not on our damn couch!” The words were very angry as Jack had enough, giving up on his friend as he turned to walk away. As he turned though, he got a glimpse of the screen, the swirling colors catching his eyes as the voice spoke up. It wasn’t immediate but Jack could feel something building in him, standing there and watching the TV, unable to really look away as the words filled his head.

“M-maybe I’ll sit for a bit..” He mumbled, his legs dragging him to the couch and sitting him right next to Mark, the rhino already working up a new sheen of sweat as his crotch radiated so much heat and musk that Jack could almost feel it.

“Yeah bro, it’s good to goon. Take your dick out, goon with me.” Mark spoke as if his words weren’t his own, not even turning to look at his friend as he stroked.

Jack didn’t know why he did it but Mark’s words seemed to command him, the lizard slowly reaching a hand down and into his pajama pants, grabbing his dick and slowly stroking it. He didn’t even bother with taking his pants off, hand working underneath the fabric as his cock began to stiffen, going from completely flaccid to throbbing in mere moments. It felt good to stroke, to listen to the voice on the TV, watching as the spirals changed to images of various hairy men all stroking or performing lewd acts on each other.

“Fuck.. this is wrong Mark..” Jack panted as he spoke, hand slowly rubbing at his cock as it struggled to get soft, his mind still fighting against his body's needs as he teetered on the edge. His resistance didn’t last long though as Mark didn’t even bother with a reply, the rhino’s free hand reaching over and into Jack’s underwear, grabbing at the lizard’s cock, feeling the warm scaly skin around his fingers as he began to stroke it for his friend. It was like the sensation of someone else’s hand around his member was all he did, his whole body tingling as the feeling collected at his cock, each stroke from Mark sending that wave throughout his body as he went from flaccid to stiff in seconds.

“Help me out bro.” Mark spoke finally as Jack simply obliged, reaching his own hand over to grab at Mark’s already sweaty cock, feeling that slick meat throb in his hands, jerking it for the rhino as the two bathed in the musk and lust on the couch, TV playing loud erratic porn images and videos for them to indulge in.

It felt so good that Jack found himself stripping his pajamas off, digging his ass into the couch as he slumped down. The two didn’t even speak as they sat there, hands on each others cocks as drool poured from their maws, eyes glazed over as the only sound was the wet *SHLICK* of their cocks and the labored breathing.

The constant tugging and pulling of their cocks seemed to effecting their cocks as well, each up-and-down motion adding just a bit of skin to their cocks until it all pooled into a rather excessive foreskin, the hood hanging off the head of their cocks by a good few inches as they slowly pulled it back down, continuing their masturbation as if the foreskin was natural for them, not even slowing down a bit as they worked their shafts.

“Good to goon.” Jack merely mumbled as he stroked, repeating the video in front of them.

“Good to goon.” Mark almost replied to his friend, in reality he was just doing the same as Jack, brain working on autopilot as talking took too much attention away from jerking off.

Suddenly, the soft creaking of a door could barely be heard over the blaring, drilling sound of the television. As the front door opened up, Lev stepped inside the house, kicking his shoes off as he took his jacket off, brushing and fixing up his white t-shirt and pants as he did.

“Hey guys! I’m back from work. Night shift kicked my ass.” The wasp sighed as he gave a stretch, groaning as he did. Something seemed off though as he got no response, typically hearing Mark’s cheery voice greeting him or Jack saying something that probably deserved a slap. Instead, all he got was silence, or at least, the faint muffle of the television playing just out of earreach.

Curious, Lev stepped down the hall, following the sound as he rounded the corner and into the living room. What he saw was his two roommates, hands wrapped around each other's foreskin covered cocks, porn playing loudly in front of them and their faces glued to the screen.

“What the fuck! What are you two doing?” Lev was instantly furious, stepping forward and putting his hands down firmly on his friends shoulders. Instantly, he could feel their sweaty sticky skin, the sheen visible on their bodies as the smell hit him almost as fast. He gave them both a squeeze on their shoulders, trying to fight for their attention as they didn’t even turn to look at him, hands still working away.

“Turn that shit off! You two are in big trouble.” He walked around the couch, now looking directly at Jack and Mark as they seemed to look right past him, eyes foggy and mouth agape, tongues hanging loose as they barely even looked awake if not for the vigorous stroking.

It was appalling, the neat freak of a wasp having to pinch his nose shut as the musk of the two just overwhelmed him. It was like trying to tame two wild animals as he inched towards them, waving a hand in front of their faces to elicit a response yet he got nothing. His anger turned to a bit of worry as his friends seemed to just be lost in a trance, turning his head to look at the screen to figure out what was going on.

It was his last mistake as the swirling patterns on screen took over his vision, the poor man just inches away from the screen as all he saw were the rapid fire images being shot directly into his head, trying to shut his eyes but his body betrayed him, one eye slowly creaking open to stare right back. His other eye followed suit as his attention was hijacked and his body went stiff, eyes almost reflecting those same monochromatic spirals as he watched the TV.

Something in him still tried to fight it, mouth almost spasming as he tried to speak and tried to call out. The words were just on the tip of his tongue, lips parting as words actually managed to pass through.

“Got..Gotta…Go….Good to..goon…” Lev’s stiff body went limp as even his words weren’t his own. His body fully giving out as he fell to his knees, head still tilted towards the screen as he kneeled there with his mouth open wide, boner pushing against his tight pants. He couldn’t fight it any longer, mumbling incoherently to himself with empty eyes.

Behind him, Mark and Jack actually stood up, hands still wrapped around their hard cocks as they advanced on the zonked out wasp. It was like someone was piloting their bodies as they acted at the same time, grabbing the wasp’s shirt and pulling it over his head, revealing a toned and well kept body. That wasn’t what they were worried about though as they each grabbed one of his arms, lifting them high and revealing a thick bush of dark black armpit hair, Lev still glued to the screen as his own cock started to stiffen up.

Suddenly, the words on screen began to shift, the message still staying relatively the same but with an odd new addition mixed in with them.

“Gooners don’t fuck holes. Gooners fuck pits.”

Even the images on screen changed to fit this, the men on screen all rubbing stiff cocks across hairy, sweaty bushes. Their cocks collecting sweat as they pumped it though, fucking harder than they would with any kind of ass or hole, the pits owners all gripping them tight as if to work their cocks.

The message was clear as the lizard and rhino placed their aching cocks right against Lev’s armpit, slowly thrusting as they picked up pace, letting go of the wasp’s arms as they fell back down, gripping their cocks as they began to furiously fuck and almost breed Lev’s armpits, sleek sweaty forests of hair lubing their cocks to make every thrust easier and easier.

“It’s good to goon..” Lev moaned as his underarms were fucked, squeezing his arms against those cocks as his muscled bulged. His head was cocked to the side now, drool dripping from his mouth and onto his pecs, sliding down his body and into his pants, running against his leaking cock as it struggled against the confines of his pants, an obstacle that didn’t last long as he managed to work his hands around his pants, undoing the button and pulling them down to his knees, just enough for his cock to spring free as it slapped against his abs.

The acceptance caused his cock to spurt out a small load of cum, signifying his need as the pit fucking slowed down, the two gooned out rommmates pulling their cocks free from the now completly soaked bush. They both dropped to their knees as well, face to face with each other as Mark and Jack slowly bent over, saliva covered lips locking around Lev’s sensitive chest as they took his pecs into their maws.

The feeling was enough to make Lev toss his head back, a loud moan and another spurt from his cock escaping as he could feel his friend’s even biting at his tender chest. As they continued to suck, the pleasure grew more and more, sensitivity growing as his pecs even began to swell. His modest chiseled chest began to balloon out, still as firm as ever but packing on mass as they seemed more like a steroid-abusing bull, two shelves of muscle hanging just below his neck as Mark and Jack began to eagerly bite and tease now.

With a line of saliva still connecting them, Jack and Mark finally pulled off their friend’s chest, the wasp completely taken over by pleasure now as he worked his hands over his new tits, hairy pits dripping sweat and cock bobbing and pulsing.

“Good to goon. Gooning is good.” They all spoke in unison now, Lev indulging himself as he threw his face against Mark’s chest, sucking at the rhino’s tits as he gave him the same treatment, Jack taking no time to stick his cock right under Lev’s arm again. It was a musky, haze filled gangbang of ecstasy of they worked each other’s foreskin draped cocks, using those same slick members to fuck each other’s pits while they weren’t sucking on those boulder sized pecs. It was truly good to goon and those three gooners knew it was good.