Full Moon and Muscle 3
by Texzilla
Pete was sitting as far back in the van as he could get. On either side of him were the dog cages. At first he thought it was fairly demeaning to have him sit back there, keeping the two carriers from sliding around as Gato drove like a maniac. But now with the nightmare going on just outside the van's open doors, Pete was hoping that they would all be too busy to remember he was still in the van and forget him.
But the itching was starting to get so much worse. He had scratched his arm some and the flesh just flecked away. Underneath that rich dark brown of the man he would turn into tonight. No, he wouldn't turn into that guy. He just had to stay safe, not give in to the heat and the pain making him want to….to rip his own flesh off. It was getting so hot though.
Just outside the van he could see Milton silhouette against the fire ring down the hill. Milton might have been talking to Pete but he couldn't hear. Pete could only hear John yell in fear down the way. And the dogs barking.
"Hey!" Pete heard someone yell as the banging on the van started. He looked up to see that big fucking blonde idiot Milton turns into standing at the entrance to the van. Too dark out and with the fire in the background it was hard to see his face, but Pete knew the guy was looking right at him. "Hey! Where's my buddy?"
"Get away." Pete muttered, knowing it meant nothing. "I'm not changing. Just leave me alone."
"But I totally don't want to leave you alone. You're a cool guy, both you and Buddy. Not like the loser I have to deal with. You're just making it so hard on yourself I want to help. Here.." Sunny said reaching out and removing most of the skin off of Pete's left leg with one swipe of his hand. "See, you're cooking already."
'Don't do that!!!" Pete yelled. He grabbed onto his leg, maybe in some strange way he thought that he could hold the transformation back. But his new black leg was swelling up, getting more muscular by the second. The feet getting longer, the toes almost as long as his fingers. And at the edge of the tear it was getting worse. The rip had caused the drying skin to fracture like the top of a mud puddle left unprotected in the summer sun. Then Pete noticed he had grabbed onto his leg too tightly, and removed the skin from his palms. It wasn't more than two seconds after that the deep black hands grew out, fingers elongating, fingernails turning almost clear. And calluses, where did this guy get calluses if he was…inside Pete!?
"Look, Buddy…I'm sorry you're not Buddy yet, it's Pete right? Look Pete, you can't stop it." Sunny said in a low concerned voice that really threw Pete. It was like the freak really did want to help. "But face it, Buddy's coming out to play tonight. It's just a matter of minutes. Look at it this way. Don't you think the loser I have to deal with would have found out a way to stop this if there was one? No. So come on. Let my Buddy out."
"Oh Christ." Pete whispered as he finally gave in and started ripping his dry skin off. It fell away in leaf sized patches almost quicker than he could get to it. Had a breeze been able to make its way into the van that alone might have done the trick. Where the scared school teacher had clinged onto the carriers for dear life now sat the naked black bombshell of a bodybuilder named Buddy. Looking at his best friend like he hadn't seen him in years.
"Van is cold man!!" He said scooting forward, the dust that was the outer layer of Pete's skin spreading around as he moved. "Why is it that I start out feeling like I want you dead, but when I come to, I can't think of anything else but taking your cock up my ass?" Buddy said grabbing Sunny for a deep kiss.
"Cause there's nothing not to love about Sunny!!." Sunny said grabbing the legs of the black bodybuilder sitting at the edge of the van and pulled them up into the air, exposing his ass fully.
"I think that's a double negative."
"I think that's the teacher in you, who better shut up and enjoy the ride."
"That ring at the end of your dick healed enough that you can finally fuck me man? I've been stuck in that head for the last 12 hours thinking of nothing else."
"I'd say great minds think alike but let's face it, neither one of us has that great a mind. I guess fucking horn dogs can't think of nothing else. Let's give it a try." Sunny said removing the three fingers he had up Buddy's ass to make sure the waiting opening was loose enough. Sunny's giant meat was at full mast and then some, the heavy golden ring hanging from the end already dripping with precum. He knew it was the fourth night and the Loser would be in the back of his mind all night. Asshole thought he could stop Sunny from living it up. Fuck no. He was going to give the Loser a taste of what this queer muscle god could do in just a few short hours.
Sunny guided his cock to Buddy's waiting ass. The black man arched his back some and tensed a bit as the cold ring hit his asshole. Using his hand to more than guide his dick than ever, Sunny moved the ring in passed the outer ridge of the hole and then started interesting the rest of his shaft.
"That felt so awesome." Sunny gasped.
"Think how it feels on this end, baby." Buddy said leaning back some, gripping onto what he could in the back of the van to move himself down onto the cock more. It was dark out, they were no where near any outdoor lighting except for the fire circle in the short distance. And with Sunny's massive form filling the doorway to the van, Buddy could barely see the man fucking him as much as Sunny couldn't fully see the man who's ass was clenching his dick like a vice. If the sense of touch wasn't enough, the aroma coming off both men, increasing by the moment, was enough to fuel their fuck session. Gato was constantly calling them his "Pack" and his allusions to 'werewolves' wasn't lost on the men when it came time to change. But here, in the dark, in the heat, in the throws of a master fuck, animal was closer to describing these two men than anything else. Certainly the growl that Sunny let out when Buddy reached up and grabbed the Blonde's newly hung nipple rings would have to be considered animalistic. It also started a chain reaction starting with Sunny shooting his load deep within Buddy's colon, which then made Buddy shoot all over his stomach. Even getting a back splash hitting his pecs like a wave hitting a sea wall.
The two bodybuilders were in a deep embracing kiss, pressed so close together the cum on Buddy's skin oozed out between them like thin white toothpaste, when Gato came up behind them.
"What are you fuckheads doing?"
"Just fuckin' boss." Sunny carefully pulling his PA out of Buddy's ass. It was still dribbling his own cum.
"Need you down at the circle. Get it together boys."
The eyes of both men linked up the second Gato walked away. They both knew they were getting off easy. Buddy might have been new to all this but he knew that Gato didn't go for any 'fuckin' around'. So the fact that he didn't tan their asses was a good sign.
"Aw shit. All I've got is the Teach's clothes." Buddy said looking around the van.
"Check the bag. You're thong should be on top." Sunny said as he pulled a pair of incredibly small cut offs over his red jock.
"Yea it's in here. MAN, who lot of other bits of clothing. Look at all this. This is what he used to….like make us right?"
"Yea. He needs a piece of clothing for the spell to work. Like the guy tonight. He used a camo tank top. Be interesting how it works out."
"But….. where's he get this stuff? Are we us? Or the guys who used to wear this? Or…?"
"Haven't gotten the whole story. Don't know it from the Loser either. But apparently they belonged to this guy they all knew back in college, named Archie. He was like really into clothing, like a fetish, is that the word? Something happened to him. These guys teased him so bad he killed himself or something."
"You're kidding? Shit. The Teach don't seem the type."
"The Loser does. Anyway, Gato found the stuff in Archie's room, years later found the curse and now he's using it to turn he guys he blames for Archie's death into Archie's dream guys. Wet dream guys, that is. So we're not like copies of the guys who used to wear this stuff. But because of the guys who used to wear this stuff is who we are. Mixed in with who we really were. I think."
"I was just wondering because my head feels different than it did yesterday."
"That's cause it's the 4th night. We're only here 5 nights a month. Full moon and the two days before and after. For some reason the guys we're made out of get stronger as the days go on. So if this was the first night, there's be no 'double negative' talk. If I did it tomorrow on the last night, you might have tried to grade me. Haw! So they're part of us, but not, and the clothes dictate who we are, but we're not the guys who wore them. My head hurts."
"Maybe I should ask Gato?" Buddy asked taking a far too small pure white pair of bike stretch shorts out of the bag and rolling them up his thighs. They stopped far south of where most men wore their shorts, just barely above his dick. The small patch of curly black dick hair was still very visible above the shorts. But the gleaming white against the ebony skin still sparkling with sweat was startling.
"Shit Buddy. Don't go asking questions of Gato. Just do what he says, smile and get ready to spread 'em at a snap of the fingers. Fuck you look hot."
"And you look like a cheapo whore."
"Then my job is done…." Sunny said sauntering off towards the flame.
It was a short walk down the grassy slope to the clearing Pete and Milton had made during the day per Gato's orders. It was fairly easy for both men to get John in their confidence, after all it had worked well for Milton to trap Pete. No reason why almost the same bit wouldn't work for John. They had driven out to the spot in the two cars. The rented van with Gato and Pete along with the dogs, and Milton in his car with all the gear.
They were in a deserted area far past the suburbs. God knows how Gato knew about this place. Wooded area, far from any house. Not easy to get to, which is why they rented the van. Gato knew how much Milton loved his car so that's why he had him drive it over the country roads and dirt paths. The van also helped move Gato's two prized dogs he decided to bring along that night. But even with the ring of fire circling John there was no way anyone would se the fires going.
When they reached the clearing they found this John guy who was tonight's 'pack mate' suspended from the tree limb that Gato had Milton take care off. Each arm was tired to a low branch, just below the wrist. They were raised above his head, leaving him hanging with his arms outstretched. The man's feet were barely able to touch the ground, giving him just slight relief from his full weight pulling on the bindings.
Not that John had all the much weight to drag down. Tall but lean was the perfect description. Muscular but not a ounce of fat on him, long legs just slightly thicker than they normally would be. Not a runner's legs, but a dancers. His upper body was defined but far from what could be called 'chiseled'. It was currently covered by a large tank top with a camouflage pattern. Several missing patches gave hint to its original owner of someone in the military. He was naked except for this shirt.
The odd thing that struck Sunny though was that Gato seemed to be talking to the guy. Gato didn't usually talk, he usually taunted, there's a difference. When Gato saw his two muscle boys come around his face lit up, and he forcibly turned John's head in their direction. The two men might have been talking but John certainly had an expression of someone who was doing some pleading for his life at the same time.
"I told you Milton and Pete would rejoin us. Looking a bit better than they did 10 minutes ago, don't you think?"
"Wha…that's not Milton and Peter!!" John yelled. "Milton!!! Jesus MILTON where are you, come help me!!!!"
"Sorry you're no up with the program." Gato said grabbing John by his longish brown hair and pulling his head back. "Like I said, we three look a little different than we did in college. But then looks were always more important to you…. or should I say image? You see guys, John here is a dancer, a ballet dancer. So you're probably thinking, shit, we don't get another straight guy turned queer like you are, right? He's already going to by used to taking it up the ass."
"Ain't that a given?" Buddy asked as he petted one of the German Shepard tied to a nearby tree.
"Nope. You see, John's all man. While the other male dancers are running off with the other male dancers, John's the cock of the walk so to speak. The one rouge male amongst all the queens. Which makes him better, that right John?"
"Never said it made me.."
"Shut the fuck up. I know condescending pride when I smell it." Gato said leaning in close to John and taking a deep breath in. "Telling yourself the reason you got the part was that being straight you knew how to move with a woman better than all the queers did. Or telling yourself when you didn't get the part that it was a gay conspiracy to keep the real men out of the art form."
"Well, it's just…."
Gato back handed John so hard the dancer couldn't have continued the sentence even if he was able to remember what he was saying. Gato had knocked the thought completely out of his head. Pulling the camo tank forward Gato poured the odd red liquid he used on Pete the night before down John's chest. Almost immediately John started breathing heavily. The effects of being directly in the moon light making the change much quicker than it had been for Pete inside the house.
The three large men watched from beyond the flames as John's skin started blowing up some. Like a sausage that was getting too filled with meat. The stain and sweat coming from his face alone was enough to soak the shirt he was wearing.
Cracks in John's skin began to from as the transformation under the skin began to break out. Gato looked over as his two guys. "Let the dog's loose."
Without really thinking about it Sunny went over to the tree where the dogs were tied up and began unlocking their collars. In a shot the two large dog bolted away and jumped over the edge of the fire circle. By the time he rejoined Gato and Buddy he could hear John's scream of panic but it took him a second for his eyes to readjust to see what was going on.
The dogs had made a direct line to John's legs. After a couple of tentative snips they grabbed on to the loosening outer skin and gave a pull. The skin was so dried off it tore free in a large strip from John's feet almost up to this exposed thigh. If what John was doing before was screaming, then the noises coming out of him now were shrieks as the dogs ran of with the flaps of skin.
"Should we stop them?" Sunny asked.
"Nah, they're just playing. It's like a jerky treat to them."
":Yea, but a human jerky treat….."
"Flesh is flesh." Gato mumbled.
John had kicked his leg forward to see the damage from the dog pulling his skin off, only to see that his leg was not the bloody mess he thought it would be. At the same time, it wasn't his leg. His legs were long, dense muscles that were finely etched from years of work, and smooth due more to the dance tights he worn pulling at the hairs over the years than hereditary or shaving.
This leg was thick, his lean muscles thickening to unsightly size. No longer balanced in appearance, it was every muscle for itself, and bigger the better. And the hair, swirling out of every pore, black as the night that was all around them. As the legs got thicker they also got longer. Soon John was able to place both feet firmly on the ground. He heard a crack from behind him as the skin from his ass feel away onto the floor, causing a massive tear up his back. This allowed two things. First was to let John grow all the more. With his back free his spin was able to lengthen. Not that anyone would be able to see it thanks to the solid mountain of muscles that was growing behind him. The tear also continued to the front, where it met an earlier one caused by the dog. With this section cut off from the rest of the body it soon flaked off and fell to the ground too. One of the dogs quickly ran across the opening to snap it up and run off again. Now all of John's right said was exposed, growing larger and larger by the second. The tear had even taken away part of John's face, a strong jaw line began breaking it's way through.
"Let's get his finished on this. Like to do more tonight than get back to nature." Gato said crossing the fire and walking up to the man. John's right arm was huge, the bicep hanging off the arm was solid. Under the shirt, that formally had been loose, John's right pec strained the fabric, the nipples raising through so hard one would think the shirt might tear. And on both the arm and pec the mass of black hair continued to grow.
Gato pull the thinning dry skin from Pete's left side, starting down where his dick was still encapsulated in the old dick. As soon as the new one was free the balls filled in as if he really had a water balloon attached to his groin. The sack dropped almost two inches from the weight. But it was soon blocked from sight by the lengthening shaft that grew down and grew out at the same time. Gato continued to pull the skin till the left side of John's body was free. It too grew till it matched the right side. Obscenely muscled. Both Sunny and Buddy were relatively balanced in their builds. Not the new John. This was a mass monster who didn't know the meaning of the word
"Quit." when it came to pumping the iron. Now free to grow to it's correct size, John's chest pushed out and out, taking the fabric of the short with it till it was a second skin. So tight even the thick hair on his chest could be seen pressed up against the cloth.
A final pull and the face that had been growing under John's was revealed. Pure Marine through and through. Wide square jaw, pug nose, strong full lips all highlighted by a two day's growth of beard. Not a full beard like the other men in the group, but the kind of hair growth pattern that meant if you gave him an afternoon, he would have a good one started. Ears were a little small, but anything would have looked smaller sitting that close to the Neanderthal brow John now had going for him. What hair there was for eyebrows were thinned out across the wide expanse. Topped off by what looked like a slightly small brain pan dressed up in a prefect flat top. No fade on the side, just bare skin to the landing strip of hair sitting squarely on the very top of his head. The shaved sides of his head apparently the only hair free part of his body. Cool steel grey eyes looked down at Gato, and a smile crossed his lips.
But the important part was the looking down. While John had hung from the tree branch he was tired to, this new guy had to bend down a little because of it. His shoulders rested just under the branch, his arms bent due to still being tied to the tree. It almost looked like he was getting ready to lift a barbell over his head. But with very little straining the new John pulled forward on the branch and using his neck as a brace snapped the limb like it was a small twig. Freed from being tied up the monster stood to his full 6'6". His knees cracked when they reached their full upright position. He took a step to the side to make room for the overbuilt muscles of his inner thighs, and to free up the solid ass with deep indentions he carried around back. No way this thing could be called 'dimpled."
"Nice of you to join us Sarge. Bend over and spread 'em."
"I don't get fucked." The beast said with a sneer.
Gato gave his new recruit a back handed slap just as hard as he had given John minutes before. "Save the attitude for someone who's doesn't hold your life in their hands. You're mine. And I fuck what's mine whenever I want. Spread. Them."
There was almost a smile on Sarge's face as he turned around. He bent at the knees knowingly to allow the slightly shorted Gato leverage to take his ass.
"Don't mind another top in the group, and you can deny the other two as much as you want but don't EVER say 'No' to me again." Gato said giving Sarge's furry ass a smack with his hand that sounded like a gun shot. Had it not been as covered in black hair as the rest of him the red hand print would have been visible for hours.
Gentle was the farthest thing way from anything anyone would have called the taking of Sarge's ass. Maybe it was his plan to have Gato so angry that he's feel the fuck for days. Maybe he needed to have his commander really show his true spirit. But more than likely he was a big stud who liked getting rough sex as much as Gato liked giving it. In the few months that Sunny had been created by Gato he had never seen their leader fuck anything as hard at the guy who was now grunting in pain and pleasure at the same time. Gato's hips bucked like a piston, driving his long thick cock into the furry hole. Not as loose as he would expect for a first fuck but maybe someone that big couldn't have that small a fuck hole. Sunny and Buddy were spending their time holding the dogs back and making out on their own. Sunny couldn't help but notice Buddy's occasional glace over to the two men fucking away in the ring of fire.
"You want that new guy's cock down your mouth, don't you?"
"You mind?"
"Fuck no. Just so long as I get that ass of yours again later on tonight."
After one quick kiss Buddy hopped across the fire, knelt in front of Sarge and took the nig man's cock in his hand. He could barely hold onto the monster given its weight and slickness. Quickly he positioned himself perfectly and took the rock hard dick between his lips. Sarge's massive build towered over Buddy's body, almost dwarfing the black man who, next to anyone else eon the planet, would have looked like an ebony statute. Gato grabbed Sarge firmly by the hips and drove the spray of cum deep within him. While Sarge pushed Buddy suddenly back on his cock, making the black man swallow every drop. Not that he would have let a drop go anyway.
Gato pulled out, shaking his still hard dick of the last bits of cum. "Not bad. Going from a straight lithe dancer to a queer mountain of muscle within a half hour. No way you're going to be pirouetting with those tree trunks." Gato said slapping Sarge's legs. They didn't even give from the slap, far too solid muscle. "And our Buddy, got to say I'm loving your eagerness to suck cock and get fucked whenever the chance arises."
"It's the best. And you know what…" Buddy said leaning in to whisper to Gato. "I think the Teach is beginning to like it."
"No reason why he shouldn't. Let's pack up the gear and head into town. Feel like showing my guys off to the welcoming crowds tonight."
Sunny was feeling a little left out already thank to his having to hold the dogs back while the guys were fucking. But once they got everything settled, it was a bit worse. The needed the van to take Sarge into town. Certainly Milton's car wouldn't be big enough. And Gato was so pleased with Buddy he wanted the black body builder along. Which meant that Sunny was left taking the dogs back in his car along with the gear. But that meant everyone else was going to be at the club first since he had to take the dogs back to Gato's place. It was with this feeling of being left behind and no longer the favorite that overwhelmed Sunny as the van's taillights pulled farther and farther away from the location of their activities that night.
Less than an hour and a half later Gato was more than surprised to not only see Sunny saunter into the dance club, but to have two hot blonde muscle boys on each arm. The boys were stunning. Young meat, big builds. Blondes like Sunny but not as light blonde, a good healthy yellow almost too yellow to be natural. They weren't tall only 5'7" maybe 5'8" but for their size and age they really packed on the muscles already. Gato could see the glints of blue sparkle from each of their eyes as they took in the surrounding. Brother? Yea, shit yea, the dope had hooked up with a couple of teen age brothers. Shit they better be legal, if he's going to be seen in public with them. Gato certainly had given Sunny permission to pick up as many men as he could each night, as long as there were photos to torture Milton about it the next morning. But it was way too soon for his first and favorite blonde beefcake to be showing up at the club. Leaving Sarge to dance with Buddy he made his way through the crowd to the beaming Sunny.
"Shit man, that was fast! You get the fire put out OK? You didn't leave no burning embers." Gato asked above the blasting music. Thoughts of a forest fire being traced back to them raced through his mind.
"Everything's cool boss. Fires out."
"And the dogs. You took them home right? They're not in the car? You didn't leave them in your locked car?"
"The dogs are rockin' man!! But uh, they're not home and their not in the car."
"You didn't let them go?!?!"
"Nope." Sunny said with his usual dopey smile. "What were the names of the dogs again?"
"What the fuck Sunny, you know the dogs are named Thor and Max!!"
Upon hearing their names the two young bodybuilder boys looked at Gato with questioning eyes. Then recognizing their Master's voice started giving Gato the attention they had just been giving Sunny.
"Oh fuck you didn't?!?!"
"Oh fuck I did!! Cool huh!!?? I couldn't get them in the car, they kept jumping around. The fire was still going, I had the bag of clothes, and let me tell you dressing a dog in a jock in the dark is NOT easy! So I thought, fuck, the stuff was used to turn people into dogs why not….."
"You fucking idiot!!! You…. you haven't fucked them yet have you?!?!"
"No, no!!" Sunny said suddenly getting the idea that turning Gato's two German Shepards into human muscle men might not have been the best solution to his problems. "I know you have to get first crack at them so I left them alone. They kept licking each other on the way over though. It was SO cool. Just like when they were dogs.!!"
Gato was stunned by this. It had to be Milton's influences on Sunny. The guy was stupid but this was just something he would never have come up with on his own. What the fuck was the guy playing at? Probably just trying to get Sunny in so much trouble that he might do something about the situation. Well shit, he had to get these two 'initiated' first before he thought of what the next step was going to be.
Gato snapped his fingers, making the two stud puppies jump. "BOYS follow me, and that includes the Suntster."
They made their way through the crowd to the restroom on the far side. It was fairly empty and the few guys in there cleared out when Gato and Sunny gave them their patented growls. It was clear that there would be no bystanders to the going on.
"You wait out here and make sure we're not disturbed." Gato said poking Sunny in the chest with his finger with each word to drive in the importance.
Gato lead the two young men into the handicapped stall at the end of the row. It was larger and would give the three of them the room they needed. Gato had to admit, that as fucked as the situation was, these two were something special. The young faces, the more than eager looks in their eyes. Confused at one second and giving a look like they were smarter than everyone in the club combined the next. The sure knew what to do with their mouths They gave no hint that anyone else in the world existed other than Gato. They certainly knew how to get undressed soon enough, and they certainly knew what they were in the stall for. Their hands made quick work of the huge Latino's clothing, carefully discarding it on the floor with their own.
"Shit these guys……SUNNY do they talk?" Gato yelled over the patrician.
"I haven't heard them say anything."
"You guys talk?" Gato asked with no response. "If I say Thor is going to get fucked first so Max can rim my hole while waiting, you understand."
Immediately the two guys got into position. Thor turned and presented his ass to Gato, only to find his Master push his forward so the kid was leaving up against the wall. As Gato played a little with the kid's ass, and it was going to be super tight from the feel of it, Max started playing with Gato's butt. With the two brothers naked Gato suddenly saw just how hairless they were. Maybe it was a reverse effect considering they used to be covered hear to toe in fur. But except for the longish straight blonde hair on their heads, they guys were smooth as stone from the neck down. Probably from the nose down, neither looked the type to be able to grow a decent beard or mustache.
Which meant that as Gato eased his dick between Thor perfect while bubble butt there was no traction as when he did the same thing to Sarge earlier in the evening. It also meant that there wasn't as much flesh he had to push past to get to the kid's waiting hole. Yea, this might be worth the hassle after all, Gato thought as he pushed his dick head into Thor's ass. It was tighter than anything he had in a long time. And Thor wasn't even fighting back, on the contrary he pushed his hips back immediately to get even more of the dick inside him. Max meanwhile was working his tongue as best he could into Gato's ass. It was slick and sweaty from the night of dancing so the other young guy had to work past the coating a salty sweat to reach the hole he desired. It also wasn't easy to like the ass with Gato pumping his hips in and out of Thor, but this fuck, while not tender, was much more controlled that the fuck given Sarge shortly before. But if Gato knew one thing, it was to know his audience.
Thor suddenly started to breath deeper. Little cries came out form his mouth, almost a whine. Gato picked up the pace but Thor shot his load over the wall sooner than Gato could into the kid. But that was OK. Thor was not like a spent rag doll. Docile and easy to take from behind. Pressed up against the bathroom tile like he was in heaven. Gato felt Max move his finger into his ass, and with a stoke of his prostate Gato shot load after load into Thor. These guys might not have a full human intelligence to help drive their actions, but they knew what they were doing. Quickly Gato pulled out of Thor and turned to Max. Max started to get to his feet and face the wall but Gato stopped him. Taking the young athlete Gato turned him around and pushed him over at the waist. This way he was leaning with not only his feet on the floor, but the palms of his hands too. Ass fully in the air. Gato wanted to see how used they were to fucking on all fours.
Outside watching the room Sunny was hoping that all the sounds of pleasure coming out of the stall meant he was going to get off the hook for this. He really though it would be cool. They guys came out great. Certainly didn't seem like dogs any longer so it wasn't like they were fucking dogs. And shit, they needed to be a 'pack' and even with this Andy guy to add, four is not really that big a pack.
The restroom door opened letting someone in. Sunny was going to tell them to get lost till he saw they massive shadow of Sarge filling the doorway. He came out so great. The guy had to move his shoulders sideways and duck down just to get through the doorway. Big fucking beast of a bodybuilder, that camo tank top pressed so tight. He had taken a pair of sorts from the bag, also khaki. Somewhere along the route to the club they must have stopped off to get him some shoes since Sunny was sure the size, hell it had to be 14 or 15 Doc Martins he wore weren't in the bag. The epitome of a big ass Italian jarhead brought to life.
And Sarge was having some life that evening. He wasn't sure 100% what was going on, or who there guys were that he felt he needed to hang with, but sure as shit could have been a lot worse gang hook up with. He loved the feeling he got just moving across the room. They way he had to walk around his own thighs just to put one foot in front of the other. The way he had to reposition his arms once in a while to his side, as if the weight and thickness was cutting off blood when muscle was pushed up against muscle. And the way he sometimes had trouble just moving his head to the left or right, his neck muscles so tight.
Sunny was glad to see the smile that broke out on Sarge's face when he spotted him. "Hey, Gato's… kind of busy right now." Sunny said motioning to the locked stall door with the heavy breathing coming from the other side.
"Not looking for Gato." Sarge said pulling at Sunny's shorts. In a second he had them unsnapped and down to the blonde's ankles. His thick sausage fingers pulled at Sunny's red jock strap. It's tightness added with Sunny's growing cock made it a little harder to get to the floor. "Something inside of me has been wanting to fuck you raw all evening."
"I can imagine what's doing that" Sunny said knowing that John might be in there somewhere wanting revenge for all this. But it seemed like a good opportunity for to get the fucking he wanted anyway.
Sarge reached between Sunny's legs and back to his ass. Moving closer so the muscle giant would have a better angle Sunny pulled Sarge's tank top off. While it had been the tightest piece of clothing Sunny had ever seen, it still covered up the most impressive pair of pecs on Earth. Wide, solid, heavy, there just weren't strong enough words to describe them. And all covered in a thick matte of chest hair that shimmered with sweat. Knowing he was going to get some hair between his teeth, and not caring, Sunny went to work on one of Sarge's huge donut sized nipples. Shit he'd gotten used to plucking dick hair out from between his teeth when he gave head, this would be the same thing.
Gato completed his initiation of the two young bodybuilders, still not sure what to do next. They were in no way showing any signs of having once been dogs. Not acts, no reactions, no moves. Nothing the dogs used to do, except look at him with extreme love in their eyes but that was part of the spell anyway. But they certainly weren't your average guys either. They obviously fully understood English but could not speak it. So it was like they tuned human but don't have a human background to base their actions on. Well they were only going to be like this for 5 days a month might as well enjoy it while he could. The more the fucking merrier.
They left he stall already knowing what was going on back out in the main restroom. Finding Sunny impaled on Sarge's cock, resting his ass on the sink and his legs wrapped about Sarge's waist was a bit unexpected. As was when Sarge thrust into him so strongly Sunny's head few back and broke the mirror. After checking quickly to make sure there were no cuts needing attention Gato left with the two new brothers, leaving Sunny to take the punishment he had already planned for his 'ingenuity'. Getting fucked raw by Sarge. Nice when things work out like that. As for the 7 years bad luck for breaking the mirror. Milton was going to have a lot more trouble dealing with that if the info Gato got out of John before the change was true. The dumb ass banker lurking inside Sunny was going to have his hands so full of shit, 7 years would be nothing in comparison.