Themes: Transgender, pussification, muscle growth, butt growth, cock growth, permanent hair removal, permanent erection, cock shrink, humiliation, straight-to-gay, adult diapers/incontinence, hairy, smooth, hair growth, hair loss, age progression, age regression, dominance/submission – in short, a wild ride!

Links:

• Chapter 1 – Scroll down
• Chapter 2
• Chapter 3
• Epilogue

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Chapter 1

Nick Becker’s heart started thudding as soon as he heard the knock at the cabin door. He flung it open in wild expectation only to stop in confusion when it wasn’t at all who he was expecting. For God knows what reason, his best friend’s little brother, Ledger Colfeld, was standing on the threshold. What the fuck was he doing there?

“Ledger!” he hissed. “Why are you here? Get lost!”

Unconcerned by this less than amicable greeting, the boy replied, “I’m here to see you, of course,” giving him a sphinxlike grin. 

He was a bit disheveled but otherwise his usual cocky self. A sophomore in high school, he was the spitting image of his older brother, Jake, ten years ago, a total jock right down to his blue and yellow letterman’s jacket loaded down with football medals. Unlike the Jake of today, though, Ledger was much less developed; while beginning to fill out, he was nowhere near as beefy and built as his big brother. Plus he didn’t even have a trace of a beard yet whereas Jake had sported a full beard for the last decade. 

When Nick failed to reply right away, Ledger leaned closer, breathing, “Who else were you expecting?”

“Ja-, I mean, Jenna,” Nick replied, irritated. Who had told Ledger he was here anyway?

“Jenna, huh?” Ledger repeated skeptically. He looked around as if he expected to see Nick’s girlfriend lurking in the shadows. “Really, bro?” He fixed Nick with his disconcertingly direct gaze, pressing, “Why?”

“She, uh, I mean–” Nick stammered, completely thrown off by the boy’s rude intrusion on his carefully-planned tryst. “It doesn’t matter! Just get out of here! Go!” He pointed into the darkness, adding, “Now!”

Ledger ignored him and pushed his way inside, looking Nick up and down as he did so. He smiled knowingly, taking in the sight of his loosely-tied bathrobe. Nick’s cheeks colored under his beard as he hastily cinched the belt tighter around his waist. This only seemed to amuse Ledger and his grin deepened as he looked around the room, eying the raw oyster platter and candles burning low on the dining room table. Beyond the French doors of the balcony, he could see a hot tub bubbling on the deck, its frothy waters illuminated from beneath by rosy-colored lights. 

Looking back at Nick, he asked, “Am I interrupting something?”

Nick had had enough of the arrogant little prick by this point and tried to shove him back out the door, ordering, “Go away, Ledger! I don’t know how you found me or why you’re here but you need to leave. Just go!” He pointed once again into the darkness where the last rays of the setting sun were illuminating the still waters of the mountain lake in the background.

Ledger, however, refused to budge as he put his infamous skills as a football linebacker into play, turning himself into an immovable wall of muscle. He took after his older brother in that way, only Jake preferred hockey over football. Adding insult to injury, the little shit actually laughed at Nick’s feeble attempts to dislodge him, taunting, “Is this any way to treat the man who drove all fucking day, climbed a fucking mountain and fought off a fucking attacker to get to you? You should be nicer to me, bro! I’m injured and need medical attention!”

“Injured? Huh?” Nick froze, belatedly comprehending the cause of Ledger’s dishevelment. The boy had a shiner over his left eye and his cheek was scratched raw. What had happened to him?

Smirking, Ledger held out his arm for inspection. Nick gave a start when he saw the torn sleeve of his jacket and the angry bite marks on his wrist. He grabbed the kid’s arm and examined the wound, frowning at the oozing blood. “What happened?!” he demanded. “Who did this to you?!”

Ledger extracted his arm from Nick’s grasp, explaining, “Some guy. Dunno who he was. Jumped me on the way here.” He rubbed his wrist, wincing in pain, “But I fought him off ‘cuz I’m a fuckin’ badass in case you hadn’t noticed. I’m alright, bro, really. Just need a bandage or something.”

“WHAT?!” Nick demanded. How could Ledger be so blasé about the assault? “A man attacked you and bit your arm?! Ledger! WTF?! We can’t stay here! We gotta get you to the hospital! You could have rabies!”

Ledger seemed to find his concern amusing and chided, “Chill out, bro. I’m fine. Just find me a bandage or two and I’ll be fine.”

“But what if he’s still out there?” Nick rejoined. “What if he attacks J-J-Ja, I mean, Jenna?!” He looked around wildly, “What if he tries to break in here and attack us?!”

Ledger gave him a slow smile. “Jenna, huh? Why’re you worried ‘bout her, bro? And don’t worry. I kicked the dude’s ass. He ain’t gonna bother you.” He draped his arm protectively over Nick’s shoulders, drawing him in close. “I’ll protect you.”

Nick pushed him away, annoyed. “Protect me?! You’re only sixteen years old!”

“I’m big for my age,” Ledger pointed out, pausing significantly before adding, “Real big and gettin’ bigger all the time…if you know what I mean.”

For reasons he couldn’t explain, Nick’s cheeks colored again, a deeper shade of red this time. He cleared his throat, insisting, “You’re barely half my size. It’s you who needs my protection!”

“Oh, yeah? Well, go on then, bro. Take care of me if I’m so small and helpless.” He held his injured arm in Nick’s face. “Bandage me up.”

Nick found himself going into the bathroom and rummaging through the medicine cabinet where he found a first aid kit. Turning to return to the living room, he was startled to find Ledger standing right behind him. The youth had removed his jacket and t-shirt and was naked above the waist. 

Nick swallowed uncomfortably as he found himself studying the young jock’s body. Ledger had filled out a lot more than he’d realized, well on his way to becoming a total bruiser like Jake. The telltale bumps and ridges of burgeoning, new muscles were beginning to push out beneath his smooth skin. His nipples had grown, too, and his areolas bigger and darker. He coughed, looking away, only to find his eyes trapped by Ledger’s.

Ledger was a handsome boy, he realized for the first time, especially now that he was verging on manhood. His face might still be whiskerless but the baby fat of his formerly chubby cheeks was beginning to disappear, revealing the firm lines of the man’s face beneath. His eyes were the color of tawny caramel, complementing his dusky brown hair. He’d gotten a new haircut, too, a textured fade that accentuated his rugged chin and full lips.

“Well?” Ledger’s voice was deep, almost husky. “Go on. Take care of me, bro.”

Nick jerked into motion, embarrassed. “Right. Here, give me your arm.”

Ledger extended his arm and allowed Nick to dab at the wound. He leaned against the sink while Nick worked on him, only flinching once when Nick cleansed the wound. After a few minutes, his wrist was nicely wrapped in clean, white gauze.

“You did good, bro. Thanks!” Ledger said, admiring the bandaging job as Nick dabbed at the abrasion on his cheek with iodine.

“Er, you’re welcome.” Nick pulled away, feeling too hot in his robe. “Now it’s time for you to go.” He pointed to the door. “Jenna should be here soon.”

“What? Leave? Now when I’m just getting comfortable?” The very essence of nonchalance, Ledger sauntered past him, heading into the dining room where he grabbed an oyster on the half shell from the tray on the table. Turning back to Nick and locking eyes with him, he brazenly slurped it down, running his long tongue suggestively over his lips. Nick watched, unwillingly transfixed by the boy’s protruding Adam’s apple as it bobbed up and down. Winking, Ledger wiped the back of his hand across his mouth and announced, “I ain’t leavin’, bro. In fact, I think I’m gonna stay here with you tonight. I mean, what if that guy tries to break in here? I can’t leave my poor lil’ bro to fend for himself.”

“But you said he was gone!” Nick pointed out before adding somewhat lamely, “And I’m your big bro. You’re the little one!”

“Oh, yeah?” Ledger paced over to him. When he drew himself up to his full height, Nick was surprised he was actually taller by an inch. Ledger had really had a growth spurt; he was nearly as tall as Jake! Blinking slowly back at Nick, he growled, “You might be a decade older than me but we both know I’m the one who wears the pants in this relationship.” His eyes drifted down to land meaningfully on Nick’s crotch. “Don’t we, bro?”

“We’re not in a relationship!” Nick countered, utterly flustered. “I’m straight!” 

The words even sounded hollow to his ears and he squirmed under Ledger’s amused scrutiny. He had to fight against the urge to cover himself even though he knew his bathrobe was tied tightly and there was no way that Ledger could see what he was wearing underneath. Something about the boy’s expression made him think he knew the truth, though.

In no apparent hurry, Ledger took the bottle of champagne from the ice bucket on the table and popped the cork before pouring a glass and handing it to Nick. Flummoxed, Nick accepted it, his hand shaking badly. Ledger grinned and poured himself a glass, clinking the fluted crystal against Nick’s. 

Raising the glass, he toasted, “Bottom’s up, bro.” To make sure that Nick didn’t miss his meaning, he tilted his head, looking significantly back at Nick’s butt. “That’s quite a bottom you got there, too. Is it all you or did you get implants?”

“They’re not implants!” Nick insisted, stung. “I’m a hockey player! We have big butts!” 

Self-conscious, he turned his big, bouncy bootychecks away from Ledger’s lascivious attention. He wouldn’t meet the boy’s gaze, though. He was very well aware that his voluptuous ass was giant even by hockey standards and the reason had nothing to do with the game. 

He rubbed his forehead, swelteringly hot and growing hotter by the minute. Just being near Ledger was having a wanton effect on him and he knew he needed to get rid of the kid soon if he had any hope of salvaging his dignity. 

What the fuck was Ledger playing at? Something was very wrong here. Ledger was just a snotty little kid! He shouldn’t be here acting like he owned the place, much less like he owned Nick’s body and soul. 

To distract himself, he swallowed the champagne, choking as the sparkling liquid tickled the back of his throat. The sensation was enough to momentarily break the boy’s weirdly magnetic hold over him. “Ledger!” he demanded, trying to sound gruff. “What’s going on? Why’re you acting like this?”

Looking at him through lowered eye lashes, Ledger replied innocently, “Acting like what?” 

He placed his glass down on the table and crossed his arms which, Nick couldn’t help noticing, were surprisingly well-developed for a sixteen-year-old. It didn’t help that he was still naked above the waist, too. It was probably just a trick of the light but he looked even bigger than a few minutes ago. What’s more, Nick could’ve sworn a tuft of hair had appeared in the furrow between his decidedly man-sized pecs. But surely that was a trick of the light, too, right?

Nick forced his gaze away from Ledger’s man tits, insisting, “Don’t pretend you don’t know!” He gestured frantically to encompass the cabin, the lake and the entire mountain around them. “This! You shouldn’t be here! Not like this! This is supposed to be my private retreat with Ja…um, Jenna!” He pointed at Ledger’s partially naked body. “We can’t do this! Not like this! It’s wrong!”

Ledger chuckled, pushing himself off the table and taking a bold step forward. “Wrong, bro? Really, someone in your condition’s really gonna lecture me on right and wrong? Ha!” His eyes were staring fixedly down at Nick’s crotch. “That’s rich!” Before Nick could dodge away, Ledger had wrapped him in his arms and was drawing him against this big, bumpy chest. His rich scent filled Nick’s nostrils, making him lightheaded. “C’mon, bro,” he soothed, rubbing his big hands over Nick’s back. “Relax. It’s juss you an’ me here, now. Ain’t nobody around for miles. Let it happen.”

“L-L-Let wh-wh-what happen?” Nick stuttered, hating how high-pitched his voice sounded compared to Ledger’s full-throated growl. “And wh-wh-what about that man?”

Ledger blinked. “What man, bro?” Then he chuckled, his low voice reverberating through his chest cavity and echoing in Nick’s ears. “Oh, you mean me, right? Ha! You ain’t wrong, bro. I am a man now. I’m nearly grown up in case you haven’t noticed.”

Nick tried to extract himself from Ledger’s grasp to no avail. “N-N-No! Not you!” he cried. “Th-th-the one wh-wh-who attacked you!”

Another deep chuckle. “Pfft, bro. Let it go. Forget ‘bout him. He ain’t gonna come ‘round with me here.”

“But–”

Ledger cut him off, lowering his head and catching his mouth with his own. Nick’s eyes widened as the boy’s hot tongue inserted itself between his teeth and caressed the tip of his tongue. He went slack in Ledger’s arms, mind blanking. When he came back to himself, he realized with profound confusion that he was clinging to Ledger and the boy was cradling him in his arms. His body felt so big, so muscular, so firm, so…reassuring. He felt safe, he realized with a start, protected in a way he’d never known before. He was stunned to realize that, until that moment, he hadn’t even realized how much he needed a man to hold him like this.

“That’s it, bro,” Ledger murmured. “Just give in. Just let it happen. Ain’t nuthin’ wrong with it. Ain’t nobody gonna stop us.” He worked Nick’s bathrobe off his shoulders as he spoke, gradually exposing his shoulders, chest and lightly-furred belly. Then his tongue was back in Nick’s mouth, probing him…taking control…and owning him. Nick lay back, unable to understand what was happening. He was kissing his best friend’s little brother! It was so wrong. So forbidden. So dirty. And yet…

When he recovered enough to focus on Ledger’s face, he became disoriented. Ledger had changed, becoming somehow both familiar and foreign at the same time. For one thing, it looked like he’d sprouted the first traces of a beard, the dark hairs dusting his strong jawline, making it even more pronounced. For another, his cheekbones appeared to be broader, making his face manlier. Even his brow ridge seemed heavier, his eyebrows thicker and darker. The hair on his head now appeared more black than tawny. 

He shook his head. Was there something in the champagne or was he just so overwhelmed by this crazy turn of events that he was hallucinating?

Ledger wasn’t about to let him have the time to figure it out. Before Nick could resist, the boy hefted him into his brawny arms and carried him out onto the balcony. There, he set him back on his feet long enough to untie his bathrobe. He stopped Nick, though, when he tried to cover his crotch, ordering, “No, bro. Don’t cover up. Don’t ever hide yerself from me. Got it?”

Nick nodded, bashful, and let his hands fall to his sides even though he was burning with humiliation. A low growl built in the back of Ledger’s throat as Nick’s bathrobe fell away from his body. Ledger’s eyes glazed over as he took in the full view of Nick clad only in a pair of tiny, pink panties. A fire kindled in his gaze, growing quickly into an inferno of desire. 

For his part, Nick withered under the intensity of such blazing lust. Once again, he feebly tried to cover himself but Ledger wrenched his hands apart, forcing him to stand there, naked and exposed and wearing only a ridiculously feminine undergarment. Nick hung his head in shame. In his wildest dreams, he’d never imagined that Ledger would be the first man to see him like this.

Man?

But Ledger was just a boy, right?

His gaze flicked upward and he was shocked that, in the shadowy light, that “boy’s” cheeks were almost fully bearded. Dark, dense, black hair seemed to curl out from his formerly smooth skin even as Nick watched. When he straightened, Nick quailed. He knew it was impossible but Ledger now stood several inches taller! He had to be over six feet by now! And he was broader, too; his shoulders were almost as wide as Jake’s and Jake’s shoulders were legendary!

Nick drew back in alarm. Ledger’s changes didn’t seem to be limited to just his face and build. The boy’s chest was now thoroughly covered with curly, black hair. A creeping forest was enveloping his big, thick nipples and carpeting the heavy, square monstrosities that had once been his pecs. Nick blinked in disbelief. This couldn’t be happening!

“A-A-A-Are you Ok?” he asked in a querulous voice. “I think something’s going on with you!” 

His panicked mind flew to all sorts of implausible scenarios, landing on one in particular: Lycanthropy. Maybe the man who’d bitten Ledger wasn’t a man at all? What if he was a werewolf? But, no, he shook his head at this foolish idea. Werewolves were just superstition! Plus, there wasn’t anything wolflike about Ledger other than his hungry gaze. But if it wasn’t that, what was it? Teenage boys didn’t suddenly mature into men before your eyes!

I’m just drunk, he thought. Yeah, that’s it! I should never drink on an empty stomach. It does weird shit to my head!

While he struggled to clear his addled thoughts, Ledger was getting ready to pounce on him. No longer content to merely devour him with his eyes, he moved to take it to the next level, “So hot, bro! Yer so fuckin’ hot! UNGH!!! I’m gonna cream myself juss lookin’ at ya!” He pushed Nick toward the hot tub. “Get the fuck in there now! I can’t let myself cum yet. I want our first time to be memorable and I ain’t gonna waste a load in my jockstrap!”

Nick’s mind was a muddled mess.’Our first time’?! Does Ledger really want to–?! No, that can’t be it! There’s no way that little, puny Ledger really is going to–he shoved the thought out of his head, unable to make himself go there. 

“Go on!” Ledger ordered, clutching him roughly by the arm. Nick jumped, startled by the crack of authority in the boy’s tone. “You heard me. Get in there!” He pointed at the roiling water in the hot tub, shoving Nick forward. “NOW!”

Cowering, Nick crept gingerly into the hot tub. He looked up fearfully as Ledger stripped out of his jeans. Flinging them across the deck, the boy hesitated a moment, debating whether to remove his jockstrap. His fingers rested on the wide waistband and Nick drank in the sight of that tented pouch. The last time he’d seen Ledger naked, he had a tiny boy dick. Now the bulge straining against the cup of that jockstrap was hardly boy-sized!

Finally, Ledger made up his mind and bent over, tearing off the jockstrap and kicking it aside. When he straightened again, Nick was a little disappointed when he got the full view of his penis. Ledger wasn’t quite as developed below the belt as above it. His circumcised dick, while certainly thick, was a meager five inches at best. It pointed jauntily out from his wispy pubes as if trying to make up for in enthusiasm what it lacked in size.

Taking note of his disappointment, Ledger looked down at himself and grinned, “Don’t worry, bro! I ain’t done growin’ yet. Just give me a few minutes!”

Huh? Nick wondered. That little cock was clearly fully erect. While Ledger might yet put on another inch or two down there by the time puberty was over, that would be in a couple years, not a couple of minutes! He wisely kept his mouth shut, though. God knew he wasn’t in any position to judge another guy’s size down there. Not now. Now when he had a p– He shook his head, not wanting to think about what he had between his legs.

There was a loud splash as Ledger jumped into the tub beside him. And then he slung a heavy arm over Nick’s shoulders and drew him close. Nick cuddled up against the boy’s big, firm, muscular body. A little thrill went down his spine when Ledger lowered his lips and kissed the top of his head.

“I’ve been waitin’ for this day since that time you changed my diapers, bro.”

Nick did a double take. Wait, what?! Of all the things he’d expected Ledger to say, this was at the bottom of the list!

Ledger took advantage of his confusion by trapping his mouth with his own once again. He pushed him down, smothering him beneath his bulk and kissing him deeply.

Drawing away again, he looked dreamily off into the night, reliving the distant memory of Nick changing his soiled nappy. “I was three and had just graduated to wearing pull-ups. I pissed myself and Jake, the fucker, teased me until I bawled. But you! You punched him in the face and gave him a fat lip. Then you took me into the bathroom, helped me up onto the changing table, cleaned me up and put a new diaper on me. I was so happy I got hard! Do you remember?” He laughed, kissing him again, “I think that was my first erection!”

“I, uh, must’ve forgotten,” Nick mumbled. The truth was, however, that he did remember that day. How could he forget it? The sight of Ledger’s wee stiffy was forever emblazoned in his memory. He would always remember the little boy squirming around on the table, his tiny erection thrusting proudly upward. It was the first erection he’d seen, besides his own, of course.

“Yer such a liar,” Ledger teased, planting a kiss on his forehead. “That was when I fell in love with you. I vowed that I’d make you mine, no matter what! And that’s what I’m gonna do tonight.”

“Wh-What are you talking about?” Nick pleaded, overwhelmed by all sorts of confusing thoughts and emotions. He was too hot, for one thing. Trapped in the steamy water and smothered against the burning furnace of Ledger’s hulking body, he couldn’t put a coherent thought together. All of this was too much! Too much!

“I’ll show you.” Before Nick could react, Ledger took him by the hips and hefted him out of the tub, leaving him sitting on the edge with his feet dangling in the warm water. Ledger grinned, moving between his legs until his face was inches away from Nick’s panty-clad crotch. Reaching up with excitement, he murmured, “Let’s see what we got here.”

“Ledger! Don’t–!” Nick tried to stop him, tried to squirm away but Ledger grabbed him and held him firmly in place. 

To Nick’s undying shame, the boy succeeded in working his panties down his thick, hairy thighs and exposed his vagina. He flushed crimson as Ledger took in the sight of his dripping wet pussy. The boy, however, was entranced. He licked his lips, looking from Nick’s cunt lips to his face. His eyes were filled with a mixture of disbelief and desire.

“He did it to you!” he breathed, face breaking into a ravenous leer. “Fuck, I can’t believe he really did it!”

Nick had screwed his eyes shut in shame when Ledger removed his panties and exposed his nasty cunt. His eyelids snapped open, though, with these words. “What do you mean?” he demanded. “Who’re you talkin’ ‘bout?”

Ledger tore his eyes reluctantly away from Nick’s pussy. “C’mon, bro! Don’t act dumb. We both know it was Jake who gave you a pussy.”

Nick shook his head, “No, he didn’t! That’s not possible!”

Ledger sighed, “Bro? Bro? Are ya really that stupid? Yer tellin’ me you really don’t know that Jake had you pussified?”

“P-P-P-Pussified?!”

“Yeah,” Ledger replied, rolling his eyes. “This cunt is all thanks to my big brother.” He paused, searching Nick’s face. “What did you think happened? That yer cock magically turned into a pussy overnight and you suddenly were all wet for Jake?”

Nick’s cheeks colored, “I-I-I mean, well, I always had a small penis anyways. I-I-I just thought it, you know, inverted? A-A-A-And Jake an’ me were always real close–”

“Small penis? Inverted? Close?” Ledger was staring at him in complete disbelief. “What ‘bout yer big ol’ slut butt? How do you explain that?”

“I already told you!” Nick shouted. “I’M A HOCKEY PLAYER!!!”

Ledger blinked up at him, amazed. “Shit, bro. Good ol’ Jake didn’t juss fuck over yer body, he fucked with yer mind, too! This is worse than I thought.”

Nick had had enough! He was sick and tired of Ledger treating him like a total clueless idiot! He yanked the strings of his panties out of the boy’s hands and hiked the garment back up, hiding his pussy lips. When he started to stand, though, Ledger stopped him, holding him firmly by the wrists until he relented.

“Sit, bro,” he ordered. “I got something to show ya. Hand me my pants, would ya?”

Nick didn’t know why but he obeyed, sliding the boy’s discarded jeans over to him. Ledger reached out of the tub and rummaged through his pockets, withdrawing his phone and a little booklet the size of a matchbox. He set the booklet aside for the moment and took up the phone, scrolling through his photo library. Grinning to himself when he found the video he’d been searching for, he held the screen out to Nick.

“There. Look at this vid. Does that look like a small dick to you?”

Nick gaped at the video, unable to believe the man on the screen was really him. But it was. It was definitely him! He furrowed his brow, head aching fiercely. But…how? How was that possible? When did he look like that?

The Nick on the screen was clearly drunk. He was weaving on his feet and his speech was slurred. He appeared to be in a men’s restroom standing in front of a row of urinals. The person recording him was out of view but he recognized Jake’s smartass tone taunting, “Go on, Nickless. Show me what ya got. Show me yer big man!”

“Haha! I’m hung like a fuckin’ horse!” Nick chortled, unzipping his jeans and pulling out his dong. He wasn’t exaggerating, either. The long, thick, dangling hose that emerged inch by inch by inch was nothing short of stupendously huge. It almost didn’t look real!

“Yeah, buddy, that’s some piece ya got there,” Jake mused, amused. “I always thought you were too big for yer britches. What’s a stupid lil’ bitch like you need a big dick like that for? Haha!”

“I ain’t nobody’s bitch!” the drunken Nick challenged, wielding his enormous schlong like a club and threatening to slap Jake with it. “Yer the bitch! Yer my little bitch!”

“Hahaha! We’ll see ‘bout that,” Jake replied ominously. “We’ll juss see ‘bout that.”

Ledger stopped the video there, looking from the screen over to the astonished Nick. “Believe me now, bro? That was you a month ago.”

All of the color had drained from Nick’s face. “H-H-How’d you get that video?” he stammered. “Was that really Jake? It sure sounded like Jake!”

“I pulled it down from his iCloud account,” Ledger explained. “And, yeah, that is him.” He placed a big hand on Nick’s thigh and squeezed. “I’m sorry to be the one to tell you this but Jake tricked you into becoming his bitch. Until a month ago, you were a straight guy with a big dick. Now yer a fat-assed bottom slut with a sloppy twat.”

“D-Don’t say that!” Nick pleaded, eyes filling with tears. His poor brain was overwhelmed with what he’d just seen. The video flew in the face of everything he thought he knew about himself and Jake. He’d been straight? Really? And Jake turned him into–? He dropped his face in his hands and bawled like a baby.

Ledger let him cry for a while before heaving himself out of the tub and sitting beside him. When he placed a heavy, wet arm over Nick’s shoulders, Nick tried to pull away but Ledger wouldn’t let him go. Finally, he gave in and bawled on Legder’s big, muscular shoulder.

Petting Nick’s head fondly, he murmured in his ear, “Sorry, bro. I was outta line. I shouldn’t treat ya like that. It’s this damned patch. I have to fight not to become Jake when I’m wearin’ it.”

Nick lifted his head and stared balefully up at him. (Ledger was so big!) “P-P-Patch?!”

Ledger nodded his shaggy head, reaching around and tearing something off his lower back. He’d never looked sexier, Nick decided. Or more hung. His eyes widened when he saw how the boy’s formerly short, stocky dick was now quite a bit longer and thicker. There even appeared to be the beginnings of a foreskin bunching up around his moist, swollen glans. A dense thicket of black hairs now engulfed his pubes, spreading outward and curling up that tantalizingly girthy shaft. He cleared his throat and forced his attention away from that ever-growing member to examine the little square of rubber that Ledger was holding out for his inspection.

“This is Jake’s alpha patch,” Ledger informed him. “I stole it from him.”

“A-A-Alpha patch?” Nick accepted the thing, placing it in the palm of his hand. As he’d guessed, it was a tiny piece of sticky rubberlike substance that was dyed a deep, cobalt blue. He looked up at Ledger in confusion. “What is it?”

“That patch,” the boy explained patiently, “is part of the reason he was able to take control of you.”

“Huh?” 

Ledger took the patch back from him, replacing it on the small of his back. “It gives him–and now me–power over you but it also can work both ways.” His hand slid down Nick’s back, pausing at a place right between his shoulder blades. He tugged and Nick felt resistance akin to removing a bandaid as Ledger peeled something off of his skin. Nick watched in stupefaction when Ledger opened his palm to display a purplish square of rubber similar to the blue one that he’d just removed from himself.

“This,” he stated, “is what turned you into a T-boy.”

“T-T-T-T-b-b-boy?”

“A boy with a cunt,” Ledger summed up rather indelicately. “He made you his bitch with it and also made you fall in love with him. Or, if not love, then at least in lust.” He looked from the purple patch in his hand back to Nick, “Am I wrong, bro?”

Nick hung his head, admitting, “No, you’re not. I…want…Jake. Want him so bad!” He gestured to the cabin with the candlelit table, champagne, oysters and hot tub. “I invited him here tonight. It was supposed to be when we–”

“I know.”

Nick looked over at him sharply. “You do?”

“You really think I believed that bullshit ‘bout Jenna. You ain’t seen her for weeks. She tole me so herself!” Ledger’s chuckle, although taunting, was also deep and pleasing. It sent a thrill down Nick’s spine. Ledger was such a stud! A quick glance down at his crotch confirmed what Nick had already suspected: Ledger’s cock was even bigger and heftier than a moment ago. It was not nothing short of man-sized, verging almost into donkey dong territory.

“Yeah, bro,” Ledger grunted. “Why do you think I’m here? When I found out what he’d done to you, I couldn’t let the fucker win. I had to get to you first! That’s why I’m here wearing his alpha patch.” He turned toward Nick, pressing, “Tell me, bro. Who do I look like now? Anyone you know?”

Nick reluctantly tore his attention away from Ledger’s growing organ to study his face. As he did so, a frisson of excitement ran through his body, concentrating in one particular region: His gaping cunt. He felt a trickle of moisture as his pussy lips swelled with ardor.

“You’re…him!” he whispered, trembling.

“Who?” Ledger challenged, relishing his amorous attention. “Who am I, bro?”

Nick couldn’t stop shivering and his pussy wouldn’t stop dripping droplets of honey love. “You’re Jake!”

“Bingo!” Ledger’s mouth twisted into an arrogant sneer that was the mirror image of his big brother’s. “That’s what wearin’ his patch does to a dude. Fuck, it’s so powerful, it’ll even make a teenage boy’s balls drop and his cock grow…to say nuthin’ ‘bout the rest of his body. It’s fuckin’ genious!”

And then, before Nick could react, Ledger’s mouth was over his once again and the boy/man was pushing him down onto the deck, grinding his big, hulking body–and especially his big, hulking cock–into him. Nick surrendered, opening his legs and parting his thighs, all but begging Ledger to take his maidenhead.

Frustratingly, though, Ledger pulled back at the last second. Panting with the effort of restraining his passion, he rolled over next to Nick. His cock–now more than a foot long and thicker than a baseball bat–flopped heavily down onto his furry stomach, leaking precum like a faucet. He was erect but that darned thing was so heavy that gravity kept it earthbound, quite unlike his formerly boy-sized penis which had been so perky and adroit.

“If we’re gonna do this,” he panted, “we’re gonna do it right.”

“What do you mean?” Nick’s pussy was burning with frustration. He wanted Ledger’s giant stuffed in his muff!

Ledger rolled over onto his side, propping his head on his elbow and gazing back at him. He looked so much like Jake that it was uncanny. 

“I mean you get to take control of me, juss like I’ve taken control of you,” he revealed. He sat up and plucked up his phone and the tiny booklet he’d pulled out of his pocket a few minutes before. Opening an app on the phone and holding up the booklet which, Nick realized, contained six white squares of rubber, Ledger explained, “Yer gonna use these.”

Looking from the app on the phone to the booklet, Nick asked, “What are those?”

Ledger grinned, “These are pure fuckin’ genious, bro. You’ll see.”

“What do you mean?” Nick’s heart was in his throat.

“See this?” Ledger pointed at his phone where a series of rows were displayed on the main screen of the app. Nick nodded and he continued, “These will control what the patches do to our bodies. You select the changes you want and then I’ll remove a blank piece of adhesive from the booklet. Once I aim the phone at the adhesive, it’s programmed and ready.”

“Ready for what?”

Ledger’s smile deepened, becoming devious. “Ready for some fun, that’s what!”

Nick was confused. “I don’t get it.”

Ledger sighed, “It’s easier if I show you. Yer a gamer, aren’t ya?” When Nick nodded, he praised, “Good! This app is like the character creation tool at the beginning of a video game. You know, the part where you choose what yer character’s gonna look like?” Nick nodded and Ledger grinned, explaining, “Only instead of controlling yer avatar, yer controlling yer own body and personality.”

“Huh?”

Ledger patted him on the head, “I tole ya we’re gonna have some fun and this is how.” He held up the booklet. “Yer gonna choose yer own change, bro, using the app, and then the app will download the changes to one of these strips of rubber. Stick the rubber to yer body and–Presto!–yer a whole new you! And a whole new me, too, ‘cuz I’m gonna let you change me however ya want, too. See? Don’t that sound like fun?”

Nick shuddered. His mind was reeling. He was having trouble comprehending anything Ledger was saying.

Oblivious to his confusion, Ledger plowed on ahead, “See this top line?” He pointed at the screen of his phone. “It controls yer aggro level. That is, depending on where you move the slider on the bar, you’ll either become a total alpha or a total omega. Right now, yer aggro’s set here.” He pointed at the omega side of the bar, “and mine’s set here.” He pointed at the alpha side. “That’s why yer such an obedient lil’ bitch an’ I’m such a big, confident man.” He grinned back at Nick’s frown, continuing, “But you can set it wherever you want. With this bar, you can turn me into yer whimpering little omega bitch if ya wanna. And you can turn yerself into a ragin’ alpha stud. You could even turn yerself into a beta dawg. It’s up to you where you decide to move the bar!”

Nick’s eyes widened as this seeped in. Looking over at Ledger, he asked in a querulous voice, “I-I-Is that really possible?”

“‘Course it is, bro!” Ledger laughed. “I juss showed ya the video of you before Jake turned you into a total pussy, right? You used to be a total alpha stud!”

“B-B-B-But that’s impossible!” Nick insisted. “It can’t be!” He kneaded his aching brow, “I’ve always been like this. Haven’t I?”

“Have you, bro?” Ledger was watching him with unconcealed amusement. 

As a true alpha, he was savoring his utter control over Nick at that moment. As much as Nick wanted to resent him for it, he was also quite turned on by it as well. Part of him liked being dependent on this big, strong man who was so in control. Hmmm…so, maybe it wasn’t as impossible as he wanted to believe? Glancing at the omega side of the slider, he reflected on his old, cocky self in the video and his present submissive self. Stiffening with alarm, he realized that Ledger was right: Jake really had changed him into a simpering girly boy!

“…while the world’s been freakin’ out over AI bots takin’ over and destroyin’ humanity,” Ledger was saying, as he idly scratched a furry armpit, “my dear ol’ Dad’s corporation has been figurin’ out how to change our bodies and minds.” He held up the phone, pointing to the app, “With this here program and these bits of rubber. Now, can I continue? We got a long night ahead of us, bro, if yer really gonna take back control of yer body and yer life.”

Nick swallowed before nodding.

“Good. Now this bar,” Ledger pointed at the second slider on the app’s main screen, “controls yer lady parts and my man parts. See that?” He indicated an icon on the left side of the slider; it was a very large phallus. “If you slide it over here, you’ll give yerself back yer honkin’ horse cock.” Then he pointed to the right side of the bar which displayed a remarkably detailed image of a vulva, “And this is where yer bar is right now, bro. That’s why you got a pussy between yer legs. You can thank Jake for that. Haha! Now, it’s a continuum so you can slide it anywhere you like, giving yerself–or me–a giant willy, an average-sized piece or even a midget dick. Again, it’s up to you.”

“This,” Nick breathed, rubbing his forehead, “is unbelievable.”

“Unbelievably fun, you mean!” Ledger nudged him with his giant shoulder. “Juss wait until ya try it out!”

“I don’t know…”

Ledger ignored him, continuing, “This third bar controls the amount of hair on yer body and the fourth bar–Ha! This is where it really gets good! The fourth bar controls yer body type.” He placed his finger under a tiny icon of a hulking he-man on the left side. “If you put it here, you’ll turn yerself into a total himbo muscle slut but if you move it here,” he pointed to the image of a very curvaceous woman on the right, “you’ll be a total bombshell bimbo.” He grinned, “It’s up to you. Hell, you can even turn me into a bimbo if it floats yer boat. I don’t give a fuck. I’ve always had a thing for big tits. Why not own a pair for myself?”

“Really?”

Ledger looked over at him, becoming momentarily serious, “Really, bro.” He placed a big hand on Nick’s leg and squeezed, “I’m gonna let you do whatever ya want to me. That’s how much I love you: I want you to be happy. I want you to be the man–or woman or whatever!–you wanna be and I wanna be the man–or woman or whatever!–you want me to be. We got three tries each.” He held up the booklet of rubber squares. “You can change yerself three times and you can change me three times. Now, are ya ready to get started?”

Nick swallowed hard, staring at the booklet in Ledger’s hand. He nodded.

“Good,” Ledger said, handing him the phone and the book of patches, “This is me givin’ you back yer life, bro. And it’s also me givin’ you my life. No strings attached. Do whatever ya want to me. I trust you.” He folded the booklet into Nick’s palm before closing his giant sausage fingers over his more dainty ones. “You can be a man again, bro. If you want, that is. And–even better–I’ll let you do whatever ya want to me.” He spread his arms wide, inviting Nick to savor the view of his broad, hairy chest, bulging with muscles. “You can even turn me into a T-girl if yer so inclined. I don’t care so long as it’s what ya want!”

***

Chapter 2

“Don’t show me what yer gonna do to me!” Ledger insisted. “I want it to be a surprise!”

Nick paused, his finger poised over the aggro bar as he got ready to program Ledger’s patch. “You sure?”

Ledger turned his broad back to him, saying over his shoulder, “I’m sure. Juss make yer choices, aim the phone’s flashlight at the little square of rubber when yer done and the app’ll take care of the rest. The patch’ll change color once it’s done.”

“That sounds too easy!”

Ledger sighed heavily. “Juss do it, bro! C’mon! The suspense is killin’ me! I wanna see what yer gonna do to me!”

Nick frowned, uncertain. This whole evening was completely surreal. Part of him wanted to just give up, throw away the phone and booklet of patches, and leave. But the thought of losing Ledger gave him pause. His heartbeat echoed in his ears as he surveyed the boy’s broad back and incredibly firm, man-sized, furry buttocks. As he stared, Ledger shifted, parting his legs, and Nick spotted that giant sausage dangling heavily between those gorgeous thighs…

He made up his mind and pressed down on the screen, taking Ledger’s fate–and body!–in his hands…

***

Nick Becker awoke with a start. Opening his eyes, he was surprised to find himself naked and lying in the steaming waters of a hot tub. What was even more surprising, though, was that he pressed up against Jake Colfeld’s firm, hairy body.

Pushing hurriedly away, he looked around to be sure no one had seen them. He’d never live it down if his hockey teammates–to say nothing of Jenna!–caught him naked in a hot tub with Jake. WTF?! He wasn’t gay!

“Sumthin’ wrong, bro?” Jake was watching him with amusement through half-closed eyes. “Come back to me. We was juss gettin’ cozy.” He curled his fingers beckoningly.

“Jake!” Nick grunted, alarmed. “You fuckin’ homo! I ain’t no faggot! What’d you do to me?” His chest tightened with outrage as he looked at the beer can sitting on the ledge next to him. “Did you drug me?” He rubbed his forehead, realizing he felt muzzy-headed. “Bro! Tell me! How did you trick me into gettin’ naked with you in a hot tub!” 

Jake reached out and grabbed his arm, holding him in place before he could splash his way out of the tub. “Relax, bro. Chill. Juss sit here with me. It’s early yet. We got all night to be alone together. Why you think I rented this cabin for the weekend anyways? It ain’t ‘cuz I wanna have this blisterin’ pair of blue balls. Ha! You owe me this, you little prick tease!”

“I ain’t no prick tease!” Nick insisted. “Let me go or I’ll fuckin’ beat the shit outta ya!”

“If you wanna play it that way, I’m game,” Jake replied, unconcerned. “I like it rough, too, bro.” He turned his head, offering his cheek as a punching bag. “Go on. Clock me good! I deserve it!”

Nick was taken aback by this unexpected behavior. Then he noticed something. “That shiner,” he said, pointing to Jake’s black eye. “Did I do that to you?” For some reason, he was appalled by the thought that he might have hurt his friend. Jake was his bestie after all!

“Nah, that wasn’t you,” Jake said, rubbing his bruised cheek. Nick gave a start when he saw that, in addition to the shiner, Jake had a nasty scrape under his dense beard, too. “I got this back at the bar, remember? We brawled with some rednecks who accused us of bein’ gay.”

“You did? I mean, we did?” Nick rubbed his forehead again. “I don’t remember.”

“Ha! I’m not surprised. You was real drunk. I had to carry you here and undress you myself.”

Nick sat up abruptly, looking down at his naked body and demanding, “What?! You undressed me? Jake, what the fuckin’ hell?!!”

Jake draped an arm over his shoulders and tugged him in close, so close that his potent man-scent overwhelmed Nick’s nostrils, making him feel even more lightheaded. “You weren’t complainin’ when I did it, bro. In fact, you begged me to strip you bare-assed. Did you really forget already? Ha! You sober up and suddenly you don’t remember nuthin’! Don’t tell me yer a six-beer-queer? It was you who started the fight at the bar, after all. I distinctly remember you yellin’ that I was yer own personal faggot an’ anyone who said otherwise was askin’ to get his ass kicked. Were you lyin’?” He moved his lips to Nick’s ear. “Tell me you weren’t lyin’, bro. ‘Cuz I am yer personal faggot, bro. I mean, I wanna be yer faggot. All ya gotta do is ask and I’ll be yer lil’ faggot for the rest of my life.” He jabbed his thumbs into his hairy chest, “I’ll be yers. All yers.”

“I-I-I don’t–,” Nick’s voice choked off. He stared helplessly at Jake, trying desperately to remember anything from earlier in the evening but he came up dry. He must’ve been really drunk!

“Well, bro?” Jake prompted when he hesitated. “Ready to level up our friendship and become a couple of stupid faggots in love?”

Nick swallowed, his heart thumping against his breastbone. And then he felt it, the unmistakable sensation of his cock hardening. He shifted in the tub, making room for his more-than-man-sized boner and the hulking pair of bull balls between his big thighs.

“C’mon, bro!” Jake insisted. “Decide now. What’s it gonna be? I’m tellin’ ya my faggot ass is all yers!”

Nick’s gaze snapped onto Jake’s handsome face and then surprised himself by saying the unthinkable, “If we’re gonna do this, it’s gonna be me inside you, not the other way around!” 

As the words left his lips, his cock throbbed painfully. He glanced down in confusion to see his bulbous cockhead poke out of the water, the voluminous foreskin drawing backward like the wrinkled neck of a tortoise thrusting its head out of its shell. Whitish liquid belched out of his long piss slit, mixing with suds and trickling down his dripping shaft.

“What’s gonna be inside me, bro? Hmmmm?” Jake goaded, full lips quirking as he stared longingly at Nick’s erection. “I didn’t catch yer meaning. Can you be more specific?”

Nick’s vision washed red and he let out a thunderous roar that echoed through the woods around them as he launched himself at his bro, manhandling him out of the tub. Jake gave surprisingly little resistance, allowing Nick to shove him down onto his hands and knees on the deck. Still seething, Nick took up position behind his behind, ready to make him pay for his insolence. In no time, his cock was inflated to its full massive size, well over a foot long and bigger around than Jake’s forearm.

Jake looked back at him from between his outspread thighs, his own massive cock and balls swaying like a stallion’s. His dick was nearly as big and hard as Nick’s and so heavy it sagged down onto the deck under its ponderous weight. “Well?” he teased, waggling his big, beefy, hairy hockey butt in Nick’s face. “How ‘bout a little foreplay before you burst my gay cherry, bro?” He spread his round, moist and very hefty cheeks, exposing his brown, furry hole. “Tongue me. I’m ripe an’ ready for ya!”

The odor wafting off of his bro’s hole was truly repugnant so it was a bit perplexing when Nick realized he was getting even harder. Still more perplexing was the drool he was forced to swallow. Laughing, Jake tormented him further by puckering and unpuckering his tiny, tight hole.

“Tongue my dirty manhole, bro!” he tempted. “I’m so filthy! I need to be cleaned!”

Just like that, Nick was down on all fours, devouring his buddy’s man-ass. He grunted and moaned, chewing away at that disgusting hole while Jake grunted gleefully, shoving his corpulent buttocks backward and enveloping Nick’s face until he was drowning in that over-sized, fragrant hockey butt. Jake really had a big booty and knew how to weaponize it!

Nick lost all reason, violently gnawing at that redolent hole. He couldn’t get enough of the nasty thing! Jake egged him on, laughing maniacally under his onslaught. Somehow, this only enraged Nick more and soon he was grabbing Jake savagely by his wide hips and ramming his giant cock into him, not stopping until he was buried up to the hilt and his nappy pubes were thoroughly entwined with Jake’s black, prickly arse hairs.

“Mmmmm, that feels good!” Jake cooed, wiggling his bootycheeks and inviting Nick in deeper. “Fuck my hole, bro! Make me yer stupid faggot! I wanna be a faggot! Make me yer faggot!”

The violent fuckfest that ensued left them both bruised and bloody. It was like two bulls fighting or a couple of grizzlies in rut. When Nick finally exploded inside Jake’s pathetically destroyed and stretched out hole, Jake had already jettisoned his seventh load in yet another hands-free orgasm. His big, ugly, floppy cock spewed an unending drizzle of cum. It was as gross as it was impressive. In fact, everything about Jake was as gross as it was impressive. He was truly repugnant and gorgeous at the same time.

“What…have…I…done?” Nick panted as he looked at the carnage he’d wrought. Both of them were black and blue and their bodies were slathered in cum, piss and…well, other stuff. Oh, and there was blood and lots of it! He fell over onto his side and wretched, tasting the remnants of rancid beer in the back of his throat.

‘Jake’ winced painfully as he pushed himself onto his knees. Nick’s spent cum still coated his thighs and his hole was a slackened, red and angry mess. “That’s what you get when two alphas fuck, bro,” he said, reaching back to gingerly rub his destroyed back door. “It’s ugly but also kinda fun. Ha! Are you happy with yer choice?”

“No,” Nick admitted, memories flooding back now that he’d worn both himself and Ledger out with his rampage. “I don’t. I don’t wanna be an alpha!” He lifted his head weakly, gazing back at Ledger accusingly, “And you lied to me! You let me believe you were really Jake! And we didn’t really get in a fight in a bar! You made all that up!”

Ledger shrugged, “I improvised. I didn’t realize you’d forget everything once the patch kicked in.” He scratched his chin, pondering. “I dunno why that is but I guess it kinda makes sense. I mean, you forgot all ‘bout yer previous life after Jake made you his bitch. Maybe there’s something in these patches that makes you forget? But for some reason it doesn’t have the same effect on me. Or Jake, I’m assuming. Huh. I’ll have to ask Dad ‘bout it if I ever have the balls to admit to what I’ve done! He’s gonna shit himself as it is when he sees me. His teenage son aged more than a decade and beefy as fuck! Ha!” Marveling, he looked down at his body as if seeing himself for the first time. “You really gave me a nice cock, bro. And a killer bod to match. I’m even more impressive than Jake ever was!”

“Yer still a little too much like him, if you ask me,” Nick grumbled, still aggrieved that Ledger had lied to him. “That wasn’t cool. I can’t believe you did that! All you Colfelds’re the same!”

Wounded, Ledger reached out to take his hand. “Bro, I’m sorry but, if you think ‘bout it, lying to you was the best option. It allowed you to be in control. Didn’t you notice I let you do whatever you wanted to me? I didn’t even try to stop you when you totally ruined my poor asshole. You got to be yer authentic self…or at least the alpha version of it. Was that so wrong?”

Nick was silent, stewing over his words. Finally, he shook his head, “No, it’s not. But I don’t like this. I don’t wanna be an alpha no more!”

“Before you decide that, c’mere,” Ledger coaxed, holding open his arms. Nick hesitated, warring with his alpha instincts but, in the end, gave in and allowed Ledger to enfold him in a tender hug. His body was so warm, so furry, so inviting! Ledger kissed his ear, murmuring, “Let’s go get cleaned up and then make love again.” He nuzzled Nick’s neck, admitting, “That was my first time, bro. Can you believe it? You juss took my virginity!”

“What?! No!” Nick was overcome by horror. “My God, Ledger! I’m so sorry! I didn’t know!” He pulled away, dropping his head in his hands and lamenting, “Oh, Jesus! Oh, fuck! I can’t believe I just raped you!”

“You didn’t rape me,” Ledger cajoled, taking him back into his arms. “I asked for it. Remember? Everything you did to me, you did with my full consent.” He grinned, “And it was fun. I mean, I had fun!” Wincing, he reached back and massaged his ass, “But I’m gonna pay for it later. I don’t think the app can give me back my virgin hole, bro. I think I’m gonna be permanently agape thanks to yer big horsecock!”

“Ledger, I–”

“Shut up! Alphas aren’t sorry!” Ledger corrected. “Alphas take, they don’t give.”

Nick hung his head, “If that’s the case, then I don’t wanna be one.”

“Follow me, bro,” Ledger said, taking him by the hand and leading him into the cabin. “Let’s shower together and then see what happens. Maybe you’ll start to like bein’ this way?”

“Maybe? But I doubt it.” 

Nonetheless, he allowed the boy to take him into the bathroom where they washed off their filthy, aching bodies. When they were both clean, Ledger grinned impishly, lowering himself down onto his haunches and staring lovingly up at Nick through the curtain of gentle, warm water showering down upon them. And then he took Nick’s behemoth in his mouth and surprised him by swallowing the entirety of that girthstick. Nick arched his back and spasmed, emptying a prodigious load down Ledger’s eager throat. As he did so, he could feel all desire to be an alpha drain out of him. There was no way he could live with himself like this, especially if it meant the possibility of injuring the beautiful, precious man-boy kneeling beneath him.

***

Nick Becker awoke with a start. Opening his eyes, he was surprised to find himself naked and lying up to his neck in the steaming waters of a hot tub. What was even more surprising, though, was that he pressed up against Jake Colfeld’s firm, smooth body. Jake lay just as he did, reclining in the hot, roiling waters, only his head visible above the surface.

“Jake!” he hissed, “What the fuck? Get away from me!”

Jake cracked an eyelid and favored him with a slow smile. “Why, bro? We’re finally alone together for the weekend. Let’s cuddle!” He pulled Nick closer and kissed his ear. “Thanks, bro. Thanks for makin’ me like this.”

Nick was perplexed. “Like what? What’re you thanking me for?” He still couldn’t believe he was really naked with his best bro in a hot tub! This was wrong! He and Jake were just good friends. They’d never–

“For the procedures,” Jake replied, startling him from his thoughts. “I gotta say I was taken aback when you told me what ya wanted to do to me but, you know, I’ve sorta come to accept it. I mean, it’s a lot to adjust to but I’ll prolly get over it someday.” He chuckled to himself and kissed him on the ear again. “And I really like what ya did to yerself, too. Super hot, bro.”

“Wh-Wh-What are ya talkin’ ‘bout?” Nick asked in a wavering voice. “What procedures?”

“Oh, they was real expensive and painful,” Jake continued as if he wasn’t listening. “And I’m still kinda sore. I dunno how I’m gonna explain it to my parents, either. I mean, it was hard enough gettin’ naked in the locker room with the rest of the hockey team the first time afterwards. But, hey, they mostly handled it well. Haha!”

“Jake, what–?”

“And, speaking of hockey, I don’t know if I’ll be able to play no more, bro. Not like this. Ha! The coach was super pissed when he saw me. Said I looked like a total freak. Whaddaya think he meant by that? You don’t really think I’m a freak, do ya?”

“A freak?”

“Never mind, it don’t matter,” Jake said, waving it off. “I don’t care. It’s Ok. I’ll get used to my body like this. What I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to get used to, though, is bein’ impotent. I mean, I’d always hoped to be a dad someday.” He shrugged, laughing, “Guess that’s not in the cards no more!”

“Jake, please–”

“But yer in the same boat as me, so there is that,” Jake prattled on, oblivious to Nick’s growing confusion and unease. “Misery loves company, right? Haha! And we’re both pretty miserable, that’s for sure! At least we got each other, bro. You an’ me forever, right?”

For the first time, Nick noticed that Jake had shaved his beard. He blinked, trying to remember the last time he’d seen his friend without facial hair. Jake had sported a full beard since high school so it was a bit disorienting seeing him like this. His face looked wider, his jaw squarer. And his neck! Shit, he was so bull-necked that his round, melon head was completely swallowed by his huge traps.

“Jake, why’d you shave off your beard?” he asked finally.

“Not just my beard, bro, and it’s not just shaved off,” Jake corrected. “It’s gone forever, juss like the rest of the hair on my body.” He ran his hand through his thick, black hair, laughing, “Haha! This is the only hair I have left. It was yer idea. I’m surprised you forgot.”

“Wh-Wh-Wh-What do you mean?”

Jake’s brow wrinkled, “You said you didn’t want anything to hide my new muscles, bro. You said you wanted me smooth all over. See?”

Nick’s mouth fell open as Jake heaved himself out of the water. Doing so was clearly a chore because he had to fight hard just to force himself into a standing position. And, once standing, he swayed precariously, struggling to maintain his balance as gravity dragged him inexorably downward. 

Nike stared at his friend, not recognizing him. The only thing unchanged about Jake was his face. The rest was completely new and completely freaky.

“You’re…You’re…You’re—!”

“A big, dumb himbo?” Jake finished for him. “Well, I got you to thank for that, bro. Haha! Between all the ‘roids and implants, I’m three hundred fifty pounds of muscle and silicone now! Ain’t I sexy?”

Everything about Jake’s body was exaggerated. His muscles weren’t just swollen, they were engorged to truly herculean proportions! His pecs thrust out before him like a pair of perfectly round boulders. His nipples were distended into a pair of succulent bitch tits. His delts were bigger than bowling balls. His lats were so huge, they spread out from behind his back like meaty wings. His thighs were bigger around than most guy’s torsos and his calves were larger than a bodybuilder’s quads. The big, bouncy ass pushing out behind him was truly jaw-dropping, both obscenely round and incredibly perky. Wearing just a cherry-red thong that appeared to be little more than a miniscule triangle of fabric and strings, it disappeared into the deep trenches of his adonis lines, making it look like he was just wearing a tiny red bandaid over his privates.

Nick’s mouth snapped shut when he realized there were only two parts of Jake that were actually smaller than before: His waist and, well, his–

“Like my baby dick, bro?” Jake asked, thrusting his crotch out at him. “Wanna touch it? I’m hard as a pebble right now!”

Before Nick could stop him, Jake flipped down his thong and his tiny, hairless nub popped out. Strainingly erect, it measured perhaps two inches long and had been brutally circumcised, not even a trace of foreskin was left on his meager shaft. The circumcision scar was still fresh and angry; it looked like the stitches had only recently been removed. Staring at it, Nick decided it was somehow appropriate that Jake’s thong was cherry-red because it matched his cherry-sized testicles. The little bumps were no bigger and a pair of bing cherries and just about as red!

No wonder Jake had said he was impotent! There was no way he could possibly be fertile with a dick that tiny and a body that juiced full of steroids. He might look like ‘sex on legs’ but not the fecund, ripe and dirty kind of sex. Rather, he represented sex of the neutered, infertile variety. The kind of sex two eunuchs might indulge in after a hard night at the seraglio. Nick shivered as he imagined it. Sex with Jake would be like fucking an overgrown toddler. The very thought of it made him want to gag.

“Whatsa matter, bro?” Jake pressed. “Sumthin’ wrong?” He held out his bloated arms, weighed down by hulking bags of muscle. “I’m yer creation! Time to savor me!” He laughed, “Though how we’ll actually ‘do it’ is beyond me. I mean, with pee-pees like ours, I doubt we’ll even be able to cum.”

A chill ran down Nick’s spine with these words and he asked, “What do you mean ‘we’? I’m hung like a fuckin’ horse, bro!”

Jake gave him an incredulous look, his overblown muscles jiggling like mountains of Jello. “Bro, bro, bro, did you forget?” he murmured, shaking his bull head. The movement set off a concomitant cascade of lurid and lascivious ripples that traveled down his engorged body, the aftershocks culminating in his udders and buttocks. Nick watched his buddy’s teats swaying back and forth like a pair of meaty pendulums, keeping time with his bouncing buttocks.

“Forget what?” Nick’s tongue felt thick in his mouth. In fact, everything about him felt thick. His head, his tongue, his neck and especially his body. Even before Jake answered, he had a sick feeling deep in the pit of his stomach what his bro was going to say.

Jake’s heavy brow furrowed, “The penis reduction surgery, bro.”

“The WHAT?!”

Jake stared at him, incredulous. “Bro, we didn’t really have no choice. The ‘roids had already taken most of our manhood away. The doc said if we didn’t do it, he couldn’t guarantee that we’d be able to get hard for much longer. Chopping our dicks down to size at least assured we can still get hard.” He looked off to the side, face reddening, “‘Course, I think he fooled us. Ever since the surgery, we’re erect all the time, not that anyone would ever notice given our tiny size down there. I think he put a plastic implant in our shafts. At least it sure feels like plastic!” He reached down and tugged at his meager dicklet. As he did so, Nick had to admit that his erection did look too stiff to be real. Stiff as a board…or as plastic in this case. “Go on, bro,” Jake offered, moving closer until his mini-stiffy was sticking in Nick’s face. “Touch me! Don’t it feel like plastic to you?”

“Get away from me!” Nick shouted, appalled. He felt like he would vomit if he looked at Jake for one more second. “Yer a freak! A fuckin’ FREAK!!!” He tried to move away but his body didn’t budge. It was as if any movement was muted, as if the effort required to move at all was too much for him to muster.

“A freak, huh?” Jake folded his massive arms. “That’s what Coach called me, too. So, it’s true then. You really did turn me into a freak.” He hung his head which was quite a feat considering the size of his neck. “I thought you liked me like this, bro.”

“I could never like you!” Nick protested. “You’re disgusting! You’re repulsive! You’re–What are you doing?!”

While he ranted, Jake turned around and bent over. Nick’s eyes bulged as his bro reached back and grabbed his super-meaty, super-succulent arse cheeks and pulled them back to expose his gaping man cunt. As he fishmouthed in shock, Jake opened that vertical slit into a sideways grin that widened into a cavernous flesh tunnel.

Looking back over his mounded shoulders, he enticed, “C’mon, bro! Mount me! If I pull back my bootycheeks far enough, you still might be able to reach my hole with yer little wee-wee!”

At that point, Nick’s vision fogged and he passed out.

***

Chapter 3

“So,” Ledger said when Nick finally came to after fainting, “I take it this patch was an epic fail, huh?” He turned and pulled off the purplish blue patch that was affixed to his corded back muscles. “I’m kinda glad, actually. I wasn’t looking forward to spending the rest of my life as a giant goon with a nonfunctional pizzle.” He flicked the patch away, watching it disappear into the sudsy water, “‘Course, I lied to you again. There ain’t no silicone inside us and no implants in our dicklets.” He gestured to his overblown body, “This is all real. All too real. Sorry ‘bout that, bro, but I was tryna scare you. I didn’t want you to get any bright ideas and decide to keep me imprisoned in this pile of flesh! I know I said I’d be happy with whatever you wanted to do to me but this is too much!” He looked down at his ridiculous body with distaste, wrinkling his lip at his giant, fleshy tits, “Ugh!”

Nick’s face was pressing against the side of the tub. He was too hot, his whole body felt like it was on the verge of overheating. But he was so weighed down by his ungainly new muscles that he couldn’t budge. He was trapped! Trapped in a ‘roid beast’s body!

“Help me!” he pleaded. “Please, help me!”

Ledger sagged heavily, his knees buckling as he collapsed with a splash into the tub next to him. He let out a deep sigh before musing, “Fuckin’ gravity! It’s too much! I can barely stand up!”

“I said help me!” Nick whimpered, sinking further into the boiling hot warm. “I can’t move! I’m gonna drown!”

Ledger finally looked over at him, his eyebrows lifting in concern, “Bro? Oh, bro! Bro! Bro! You poor thing! Here, I got ya.”

Somehow, he managed to stagger to his feet again and, grunting mightily, hauled Nick’s enormous carcass out of the tub. Thus freed from the boiling water, Nick lay sprawled out on the deck, staring up into the darkness, laboring to breathe. Even flat out on his back, he felt like he was suffocating under all that bulk. Why in the fuck had he ever chosen the sliders that produced this monstrous body?!

“At least yer pee-pee’s bigger than mine,” Ledger observed, lying on his side next to him and examining his body. “I’d say you got at least two inches down there. But me? I don’t even got that much.”

“Oh, fuck you!” Nick gasped. He was having trouble filling his lungs with air; his barrel chest was so loaded down with muscles that he couldn’t breathe! “Just help me pick another body! I can’t bear this any longer!”

“‘Course, you also got more muscle than me,” Ledger continued as if he hadn’t heard him. “Ha! That’s what you get for moving the body slider all the way to the left!”

“Just shut up and give me that book!”

Ledger heaved himself up on his elbows and looked around, eventually spotting his phone and patch booklet and handing them over to him. “Make it a good one this time, bro,” he urged. “I wanna have some fun with you!” He waved his hand over his overmuscled body, proclaiming, “And this ain’t no fun!”

“Don’t worry,” Nick murmured, feeling faint again. “I’ve learned my lesson!”

“Have you, bro?” Ledger reached over and plucked at one of Nick’s distended udders, sending a jolt through his mammoth body. “Shouldn’t we at least see what it feels like to fuck in these bodies?”

“No!”

Ledger chuckled, continuing to paw at his tits. Nick let out an inadvertent moan that sounded for all the world like a cow mooing. And then Ledger was on top of him, smothering him beneath his massive bulk. Nick’s eyes went round as their tiny, hard pee-pees met and kissed, poking into the other’s pubic areas like little matchsticks. He mooed again and Ledger somehow managed to work his big mitts under Nick’s buttocks as Nick did the same to him. They frotted together, mooing like a couple of ardent bovines until a dry spasm gripped their groins and they experienced a very tepid, very disappointing orgasm. There was no cum, not even any moisture. Sadly, their bodies were so full of muscle that their nerve endings were lost in all that sinew. The pleasure barely registered at all.

Ledger rolled off of him, making the entire deck vibrate in the process. “Well, bro?” he rumbled. “Whaddaya think?”

“I think I hate being like this,” Nick admitted, feeling like his heart was about to give out. How long could someone live like this? He’d die of a heart attack before the age of thirty at this rate!

Making his decision, he groped around for the phone, adjusted the sliders and positioned a patch under the flashlight, zapping until the white rubber turned color.

“Peel the patch off of me and throw it away!” he ordered, rolling with effort onto his side. “I never wanna see it again as long as I live!” Ledger did as instructed and then dutifully clapped the new patch onto Nick’s shoulder. Nick zapped the last remaining patch with his flashlight and placed it over Leder’s shoulder blade or at least where he guessed his shoulder blade was hidden under all those pounds of bulging muscle.

“There, bro,” Ledger said after both of their patches were in place. “Let’s hope we change fast! I don’t wanna spend another minute in this body!”

“Amen to that,” Nick agreed, still fighting to breathe. “I’m done messing around!”

***

Ledger sat across from him in the hot tub a half hour later, looking disappointed. “Really, bro?” he complained. “That was the last patch! Why’d ya waste it by making me like this?”

Nick grinned back at him, “I realized after the last experience that I prefer the old–I mean, the young you best.”

Ledger frowned. “Really? But I’m juss a kid again! I mean, look at me! I don’t even got no muscles?! And I’m all pimply!” He lifted his much leaner arms out of the water, staring at them unhappily. Then he reached up and felt his acne-covered cheeks, grimacing when he realized he had no beard. “I’m a nobody! I don’t even got no body hair!”

“You’re not a nobody,” Nick corrected, “you’re Ledger Colfeld, the man I love…or at least the man I’m falling in love with. Besides, even you said you hated being Jake.” When this didn’t mollify the boy, he coaxed, “You’re being too hard on yourself. Sure, you’re not nearly as muscular as you were a half hour ago but you’re still plenty beefy. And you do have some facial hair, just not a lot yet. I think you’re very handsome.”

“You do?” Ledger said, perking up and leaning forward eagerly. “Tell me more!” 

His hair, Nick noticed, was no longer ebony black and had reverted back to its former tawny brown. His cinnamon-colored eyes shone luminous and alive in his face. He really was a very handsome young man! And in a few years he’d be a total stud. Nick shifted, aroused by the prospect of watching Ledger grow into a full-blown man. 

“I said tell me more!” Ledger prompted, thrusting out his lower lip. “Tell me how handsome I am! I wanna hear it from yer lips!”

“Showing is better than telling,” Nick replied, patting the spot next to him in the tub, “and feeling is better than showing. Come over here and you’ll see what I mean.”

Ledger didn’t need to be asked twice! In a second, he was pressed up against Nick, cradling him in his lean-but-still-very-respectably-muscled arms. They kissed, their mouths tasting each other for what felt like the very first time. Soon, Ledger was on top of him, straddling him as he pressed insistently downward. His stout five-incher ground into Nick’s belly. Ledger was really turned on!

And so was Nick but you almost wouldn’t know it.

Ledger’s eyebrows lifted in surprise as he groped around Nick’s lap, searching for his throbbing organ. It took him a while to find it because it was so small. “You gave yourself a baby dick?” he asked, incredulous. “Really? Is that what you really want?”

“Ledger,” Nick replied, grabbing the boy’s prominent, football linebacker buttocks, and pulling him close. “You’re the man here. It wouldn’t be right for me to have a big dick, too.” As he said this, he tickled Ledger’s ragged, gaping asshole with a probing finger, causing the boy to shudder with ecstasy. The sad but strangely sweet reality was that, while Ledger might have his old body back, he would forever bear the scars of being buggered by Nick. Somehow Nick found this fact very satisfying: On some level, Ledger would always be his bitch even if he was also Ledger’s bitch. There was a beautiful symmetry in that.

Ledger seemed to read his mind, arching his back and inviting Nick to explore his man-cunt. “You ruined me, bro,” he whispered. “I’m so glad you ruined me! It’s an honor having my ass destroyed by you!”

“And now you get to return the favor,” Nick replied, lifting his lips to kiss him. “My arse still hasn’t been fucked.” Then he lowered his head, abashed, revealing, “And neither has my pussy.”

It was almost funny watching Ledger’s expression change as he gasped, “Your…pussy?!”

Nick nodded, “Yeah, dummy, that’s not my dick that yer groping, it’s my clit!”

Ledger’s eyes grew round with surprise and delight as he traced a fingertip over Nick’s throbbing little clitoris, eventually scoring the soft folds of his vagina. Ledger’s dick spasmed and he arched his back, almost shooting his load then and there.

“You said you wanted to be a dad,” Nick purred, lifting his teeth to nibble Ledger’s lower lip. “I’m fertile, Ledger. I can feel it in my ovaries.”

Ledger’s mouth formed an O and he let out a wild whoop of delight, shouting, “JESUS! FUCK! I’M GONNA CUM!”

And he did just that a moment later. Ha! Typical teenage boy! All it took was Nick’s finger in his asshole and Ledger’s cock was spewing cum far and wide in a truly manly climax. Nick was both tickled and relieved. Tickled that Ledger was so turned on by his new pussy and relieved because he wasn’t ready to be a mom yet. They would need to use birth control measures when Ledger finally took his maidenhead.

Ledger sagged down in his arms as his penis gradually stopped thrumming with the aftereffects of orgasm. Nick held him, savoring his warm bulk and rippling, lithe body. And then, not a minute later, he felt something thick and hard poking once again into his abdomen. Nick shook his head at the boy’s ability to recover his sexual appetite so quickly.

“I think I’m ready,” Ledger whispered. “Lemme at yer cunt!”

“Be gentle! And use a condom!” Nick warned.

“Who do you think I am anyways? Jake?” Ledger complained, hurt. “I’d never do anything to hurt you and I’ll especially never do anything without yer permission.”

Nick lifted his lips and kissed his precious boy who was quickly becoming a man, “No, you’re definitely not Jake. You could only be one man and that’s Ledger. Now, let’s fuck! Only let’s do it on the bed. I sick and tired of this fuckin’ hot tub!”

***

Ledger carried him like a princess across the threshold into the bedroom where he placed him lovingly down on the bed. Nick propped himself up on his elbows as the boy leaped onto the bed and pinned him beneath his already quite generous bulk. Ledger would soon grow to be a total bruiser!

His fat dick wagged happily between his legs as Ledger pushed himself up onto all fours before lowering his lips to kiss Nick’s pussy. Nick squirmed, the sensation of the boy’s soft, tender mouth on his most private part was truly astonishing, quite unlike a blowjob. And when Ledger stuck out his tongue and very slowly began to lap his way deeper and deeper into the moist folds of his vagina, Nick writhed beneath him on the bed, clawing at the sheets and moaning like a…well, like a bitch in heat.

“You ready?” Ledger asked after he’d gotten Nick riled up to a near frenzy. “‘Cuz I’m goin’ in!”

“DO IT!” Nick pleaded. “FUCK MY CUNT!”

“Haha!” Ledger slipped a condom over his girthy member and then fell on top of him, covering his mouth with kisses. Nick marveled at the flavor of his own pussy on the boy’s lips. It wasn’t as gross as he would have expected. 

Ledger stuck his butt in the air, begging Nick to grab his arse cheeks and finger him while he fucked, and then carefully lowered himself downward. His tongue stuck out of the corner of his mouth as he positioned his cock over Nick’s labia and then he gently thrust downward. Nick whimpered as his hymen ruptured but the pain was short-lived and soon he was yodeling at the top of his lungs as the boy drove him steadily to incandescent heights of pleasure beyond his wildest imaginings. Ledger might not have much length (yet) but he made up for it in girth! Fuck, the boy had a delicious penis!

As he came for the twentieth time, Nick had to admit he’d made the right choice. He wouldn’t have it any other way and he certainly wouldn’t have it with anyone else but Ledger Colfeld.

***

Epilogue

They had just finished fucking for the gazillionth time when they heard someone stomping up the steps outside, followed soon after by a mad pounding at the door. “LEDGER!!!” a man bellowed. “WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME??? GIVE ME BACK MY ALPHA PATCH!!! I’M GONNA FUCKIN’ KILL YOU!!!”

Nick’s eyes flew to Ledger’s face as the boy looked sheepishly up toward the ceiling. “That’s Jake!” he hissed. “Why’s he so mad at you?”

Ledger rolled off of him and searched around for a towel to wrap around his taut waist, explaining, “Remember how I said I got attacked on my way here?” He jerked his chin down at the ragged bandages that still clung to his forearm. “Well, I was actually the one doin’ the attackin’ and Jake was my target. I beat him up and stole his patch.”

“YOU WHAT?!”

“C’mon, bro!” Ledger cajoled. “If I hadn’t, juss think of where you’d be right now. Do you really wanna be Jake’s bitch for the rest of yer life?”

Nick sighed, admitting, “You’ve got a point.”

“Right?” Ledger grinned. “The reason he’s so mad isn’t juss ‘cuz I tricked him, beat him up and stole his patch. It’s ‘cuz I put my beta patch on him afterwards.”

“Beta patch?!” Nick repeated. “What’s that?”

“It turns a guy into a total beta,” Ledger explained, still grinning mischievously. “And worse. Ha! The fucker thought I was under his control after he put that fuckin’ patch on me but,” he tapped a finger against his temple, “you gotta get up pretty early in the mornin’ to fool me! I was already on ‘beta-blockers’ so his patch was useless. That’s how I was able to beat him up. If I’d been a real beta, I’d’ve never gotten the jump on him.”

Nick shook his head, fatigued. “I can’t keep up with you. This is all too much.”

Ledger leaned down and kissed him before straightening and heading for the door, “Don’t worry, bro. Leave the thinkin’ to yer big man Ledger here. I’ll take care of everything.” 

He closed the door behind him and soon after Nick could hear him answering the door. Jake’s angry voice echoed through the cabin, followed by Ledger’s calmer one. Nick looked around for something to cover himself, eventually removing the sheets from the bed and wrapping them about his middle.

Jake was shaking with rage when Nick padded into the cabin’s living room. His big friend’s gaze traveled from him to Ledger’s towel-clad form as he put two and two together, realizing exactly what sort of mischief his little brother was up to behind his back.

“YOU FUCKED HIM!” he accused, whirling on Ledger who lifted his hands placatingly in the air. “YOU FUCKED HIS PUSSY, DIDN’T YOU?” He jabbed his thumbs into his chest, “HE’S MY BITCH, LEDGER! YOU JUST FUCKED MY BITCH!!!”

“He’s not anyone’s bitch,” Ledger replied, amused in the face of his big brother’s rage. “Nick’s his own bitch. Always has been, always will be.” He looked over at Nick, “Ain’t that right, Bitch?”

“More or less,” Nick agreed, flushing with both embarrassment and pride. He’d never had two studly guys fight over him before!

Jake’s fury continued unabated. If anything, Nick’s answer only inflamed him more. He took a deep breath and was preparing to launch into an ever angrier tirade when he stopped abruptly. Nick and Ledger watched in confusion as all of the color drained out of his face. Slowly, Jake lowered his head and his jaw fell open as a dark stain began spreading across the crotch of his jeans. Too late, he dropped his hands over himself but the damage had already been done. It was abundantly clear that one of the effects of the beta patch was to render him completely incontinent.

Ledger stifled a snicker as Jake looked over at him, eyes going wide with shock. “You didn’t!” he yelled. “You fucking didn’t!”

“Oh, but I did,” Ledger crowed, unable to contain his glee. “Paybacks are hell, bro. Hope you like wearin’ diapers for the rest of yer life!”

***

“Here, let me help,” Nick insisted five minutes later in the bathroom alone with Jake. The air was redolent with the stink of urine as he reached out to unbutton his friend’s soaking wet jeans.

“Don’t! Please don’t!” Jake pleaded. “I can do it myself!” He sounded so much like a little boy that Nick had to suppress a smile.

“Just sit back and let me.” He pushed Jake backwards, forcing him to lean against the sink. It was the same position taken by Ledger earlier in the evening when Nick bandaged his wounds, wounds that he now knew had been inflicted by Jake.

Jake sat there, mortified, as Nick gently unfastened the buttons on his pants and eased the wet material down his burgeoning thighs. Underneath, his boxer shorts were predictably soaking as well. He paused, looking up to discover his friend was chewing on his lower lip, his eyes overflowing with tears.

“It’s Ok, Jake,” he soothed. “We can fix it. It’s not permanent.”

“I-I-I-It’s not that,” Jake sniffled, snot running down his nose. “It’s–” He choked off, unable to complete the sentence. Instead, he hung his head in shame.

Nick sighed and returned to the task at hand, helping him out of his jeans and then lifting his t-shirt over his head. Soon, the big, beefy jock was standing there in just his boxers. “Stand up,” Nick urged before reaching out to tug them down. They stuck to his skin, resisting, so Nick pulled harder, only to freeze in surprise when they gave way and Jake’s member popped out…all ten centimeters of it! 

Nick gaped, gripped by a perverse sense of déjà vu. Instantly, he was propelled back in time to the day he’d changed Ledger’s soiled nappy. The tiny penis staring back at him was a carbon copy of that one. He swallowed, closing his eyes, but the ridiculous micro penis was still there when he opened them again.

The déjà vu only increased a moment later when he watched that little boy dick slowly stiffen and lift away from Jake’s itty bitty ball sac. In ten seconds, it was fully erect, standing proudly at attention like a tiny, toy soldier.

“I-I-I’m sorry!” Jake sputtered, trying to cover himself. “I-I-I can’t–”

“It’s Ok, Jake,” Nick said, straightening. “Let’s get you cleaned up, Ok?” He took his humbled friend by the hand and started the shower, removing the sheet from around his waist and stepping into the warm spray. “Come here,” he coaxed as Jake’s eyes filled with wonder as he took in the sight of Nick’s freshly-fucked pussy. “I’m here. Everything’s fine. I forgive you.”

Jake nodded and stepped into the shower with him, wrapping his arms around him and burying his face in his shoulder. Nick rocked him back and forth, back and forth, rubbing his back like a mother soothes an infant. His fingers stopped when he felt the contours of a small piece of rubber. Craning his neck to get a better look at it, he realized it was a patch much like the one on his own shoulder. 

There was just one difference.

Unlike the mauve-colored patch on Nick’s shoulder, the one on Jake’s broad back was yellow, the color of fresh urine.

***