Whore-boy 2: A New Boy
by FanTCman
“So, you two have everything you need to show our new boy here a good time?”
The older muscle man stood behind the teenage boy as he spoke to Joey and Tony. They were waiting in the spa room, waiting to try out the new version of the formula that had transformed them into the most sought after male studs ever known. The complete transformation had been a surprise, but once the sex-crazed scientists had realized what they had, they had set about to create a new formula that would create the same transformation with almost no waiting time. Of course it could be administered slowly and in smaller doses, but today they were going to see just how effective it could be.
The boy in front of them had been a curious bystander just a while before. The club had a policy of selecting and admitting an occasional young guy who was dying to experience the whore-boys that had become so legendary but who didn’t have the high price of admission. When this boy was selected, he thought it was only for an afternoon of forbidden pleasure. He was about seventeen, just as Joey and Tony were when they started. He was skinny but defined and very cute, about six-one, dark haired, smooth skinned, with a very average endowment.
“Yeah, we got it,” Joey said.
Hidden in a corner behind a bench was a large vial and a hypodermic needle.
“Okay, then,” the muscle man said, “he’s all yours. Show him what it means to be a real man.”
“You know we will,” Tony said.
The man left and the boy stood there, nervous and excited. His eyes were wide at the sight of Joey and Tony, standing there so huge, so perfectly hairy, with their thick fourteen inch cocks standing at complete attention.
“Whatta ya think, Tony? Pretty hot looking kid, huh?”
“Yeah, Joey. He’s cute. Hey stud boy, you like what you see?”
Already, the kid’s dick was getting hard.
“Yeah,” he said. “You guys are amazing. Unbelievable.”
“Yeah, kid. Fucking unbelievable. You want to feel this hairy muscle, don’t you, kid. You want to see what a dick like this feels like, don’t you?”
Joey lured the boy over, and when he had him engaged in feeling his massive, hairy pecs, brushing his groin with his monster cock, Tony filled the hypo. Without warning, Joey grabbed the kid and Tony plunged the needle into his arm and emptied the contents.
“Hey, what are you doing. That hurt. What was that?”
“Just a little something to help you get into it more,” Joey said.
The kid rubbed his arm, and suddenly he stopped, his eyes grew even wider, and he looked back and forth at Tony and Joey.
“What was that? I feel really weird.”
“Maybe you better sit down here for a minute.”
Joey led him to the bench and sat him down. Then he sat on one side and Tony sat on the other of the dazed boy.
“You Okay?” Tony asked him.
“Yeah, I think so. Shit, man. I feel like I’m gonna cum already.”
“That’s okay, stud boy. Let it go.”
“But I don’t want to come yet, man. Oh, shit. I can’t stop it. Aw, fuck.”
The boy leaned back and ejaculated a huge load all over his stomach. As he spurted, both Joey and Tony rubbed the slippery juice all over his stomach.
“Yeah. Shoot that load, stud boy. Feels good, doesn’t it?” Joey said.
The boy was holding on to his balls, moaning with his orgasm. “Oh, man,” he said. “I’ve never cum like that before.”
“Nice cock, stud boy. Look at that. Hard as a fucking rock,” Joey said.
“Man, what was that shit? I’m gonna cum again. Oh, Jesus.”
He started spurting again, this time the cum shooting up to his chest and face, even more than before.”
“Yeah, shoot that shit, you fucking stud. Feels hot, doesn’t it? How do those big nuts of yours feel, boy? Big and heavy? You like that?”
“Yeah. Fuck. Man, I’m so fucking horny.”
“Yeah, big stud boy’s big fucking cock is growing, man. Look at that, Tony.”
“Yeah, dude. Stud boy’s getting a big fucking dick, man.”
“Shit, you guys. It is growing. My dick’s getting bigger. What did you give me?”
“It’s not just your dick, stud boy. Check out those big nuts.”
“Shit, man. What are you doing to me? Jesus, I’m going to cum again. Oh, fuck.”
“Big fucking cock shooting hot cream, man. You like that, boy? You like your big dick?”
“Fuck, man. Yeah, I like it. Shit, it is getting bigger, man.”
“You like that, don’t you, stud boy? You want a big dick, don’t you? You want a big dick just like ours, don’t you, you little fuck?”
“Oh, man. It feels so hot. But you can’t do that to me. I have to go home. What will my parents say?”
“Who gives a fuck, dude? This isn’t about your parents, man. This about you becoming a real stud man.”
And suddenly, Tony jabbed the boy’s arm again.
“Ow, fuck, man. Oh, don’t do that. Don’t give me more.”
“Too late, stud boy.”
Now the boy began to play with his body, feeling himself, realizing how hot he felt, how out of control. He flew into an erotic daze where he could barely focus on anything but his sexuality, and everything about his body felt hot and sexual.
“Oh, man,” he said. “God, I feel so fucking hot. My dick is getting fucking huge man. Shit.” He began shooting cum again, out of control, and now he rubbed it all over himself. And as he rubbed it into his chest, he felt the hair that had started growing there, and the new thickness of his pecs. He looked down at himself.
“You guys aren’t . . .”
“Aren’t what, stud boy?”
“You’re not making me change like you?”
“Fuck, yeah, just like us. Big muscles, stud boy, big fucking cock and balls. Big fucking hairy muscle boy. You like that, stud boy?”
“Yeah, but . . .”
“Yeah but what?”
Suddenly, the boy reached over and grabbed Joey’s huge cock.
“But nothing, man. Fuck yeah. I want it. I want all of it. Fuck me with that big fucking cock, man. I want it inside me.”
“Yeah. I’ll fuck you. Stand up, stud boy. Now get on your knees. You can suck on that,” he indicated Tony’s cock, “while I fuck your stud boy butt. Gonna be a huge fucking muscle butt, boy. Already getting big. You like that, boy? You want to be a big hairy fucking whore-boy, kid? Welcome to the club.”
"Fuck yeah, man. Total fucking hairy muscle whore-boy. Aww, fuck yeah."
And before he fucked him, Joey gave him the third and final dose.
END