Tag, You're It
by Texzilla
“Fucking don’t believe it,” Jasper DuPree said clanging down the heavy weights he had been working out with. “He even followed us from the bar.”
The musclebound black man made a none-too subtle motion with his head in the direction of the thin man on the far side of the gym. Jas’ training partner Rico Angelo turned in time to see the guy duck behind a couple of the trendier work out machines. The ones the guys not understanding the feel of iron in their calloused hand is that’s needed to grow real muscles.
Rico wiped the sweat from his forehead and went back to his arm workouts. “Could be a coincidence.”
“Come on. We’ve talked about seein’ him checking out the big boys like you and me here more than a few times. At the bar, standing out like a little queer thumb, sitting where he could see both out assess on those barstools?” Jas said keeping his voice low as anything could be heard over the slamming metal crashed the two men made with they’re free weights.
“Better fucking not be.” Rico said letting the dumbbells he was holding hit the ground with extra force. Then thrusting himself out of the work out bench. Striking his best alpha male stance in the direction of the small man across the room. “Some of the gay guys who work out here, the ones who can still pass as real men, you know I don’t have a problem with them. Long as they keep it to themselves.” Which was a total lie, he hated being around them too, but Rico figured when your workout partner is black, you needed to play the game of having an open mind. “But those little queers. What do they call them?”
“You mean like… twink?”
“Yea, that’s it. Twink. Don’t even know what that means, but it fits them.”
“You want to…y ou know… rattle the cage some?” Jas said standing next to Rico.
Both men stood for a moment trying to catch the guy across the gym watching them. Rico was a good foot taller than Jas, a good 10 years older too. But being in his late 30’s meant he had been working out longer. While Jas had the pristine body of a true muscle maniac, Rico had the tank-like build of someone who had done this for so long his body wouldn’t know what to do if it wasn’t packed in dense muscle growth. Jas ran a towel over his head to clean off the sweat. Rico has must started getting used to seeing his workout partner with some hair back on top of his head. Jas was letting his afro grow in a bit more, after going shiny smooth for a long time. After losing his first bodybuilding contest Jas seemed to not so much lose interest in their workouts, but Rico saw the fire wasn’t there anymore. So he didn’t say anything when Jas let his pit hair and his chest hair start to grow back in. Rico had noticed that Jas was even letting his goatee fill in more like a real beard. Not that Rico ever had to worry about his body hair. There was nothing he could do about letting it just grow and grow. Between his mixed Latino and Italian heritage, Rico had been hairier than most of his classmates before they all left grade school. It was the early jump start on manhood that got Rico into working out. Not wanting his classmates to catch up. Having to out-man them every step of the way. In truth, both men were at the beginning of the downward slope. Where no matter how hard they tried, they could no longer outpace those they felt were gunning for their positions in the pecking order of manhood. Drowning their egos at a local bar first before hitting the gym for a late night workout session, their third for the day.
“Nahh, for now let’s leave him alone. Kathy’ll kill me if I get into another fight,” Rico said turning back to the weights, trying to remember where he left off.
“Shit man, she lend you back your balls some nights or are they just a lost cause?” Jas said with a dumb grim on his face.
“Fuck you.”
“You too?!?! Man, everyone wants my black ass tonight.”
That was more of a dig than Rico was happy getting. Even from Jas. Kind of close to questioning his manhood. Questioning how much control Rico’s girlfriend Kathy had over him. Usually it was just a game of words between them, since Jas’s girl Rita could do a good job of reeling her man in when she felt like it. But with that guy across the way eyeing them, just hit Rico wrong was all. As they worked out for the next few minutes, Rico could not let the thought drop that Jas might be feeling more superior over him than Rico ever wanted him too.
“OK, yea sure. You want to? You up for this?” Rico said putting the weights back and standing next to Jas.
“What?” Jas said stopping his workout too.
“Make the little guy squirm. You wanna give it a try? See if we can make him piss his panties?” Rico said with a slight laugh.
“Whaddya got in mind?” Jas asked, with a nasty grin breaking out on his face.
“Let’s make sure he see us head for the showers. Together. One of us goes in and starts the water running. The other stays out, hides and waits for him. He’s drooling too hard already not to take a bite at our bait,” Rico said grabbing his crotch and giving it a good shake and squeeze. “Place is empty except for us and ‘it’. No one’s going to see.”
“That’s what I’m worried about man. Even with him alone I don’t want him trying anything.”
“What is wrong with you? What’s a little pussy boy like that going to do? Throw a hissy and try to scratch your eyes out?” Rico said is an effeminate voice, which got a good laugh out of Jas.
“Let’s do it.”
The two men sauntered to the entrance to the lockerroom and shower area. They made a slight detour to make sure their stalker could not miss their route. Rico even stopped them for a minute at the water cooler. Leisurely stripped his sweaty shirt off so the guy could get a good look at his hairy physique in all its matted glory.
Seeing that their prey was getting brave enough to start following them into the shower area, the two men quickly headed back to get ready. There was a bit of silent pushing and shoving between the two men as to who would get naked and be waiting in the shower. Rico making it clear they had to work fast and quietly. Jas making it clear he wasn’t going to be the one caught with his dick out. Quickly Rico pushed Jas in the direction of some lockers he could hide behind while he stripped off his clothes, leaving them on a bench where they couldn’t have been missed, and headed into the shower.
Rico stood under the shower spray, letting the water heat up as it ran down his body. He tried to keep his back to the shower entrance so the guy wouldn’t be scared off before Jas could jump him. Even picking up the soap and starting to lather up so he’d look like he was really in there to take a shower. He didn’t have far to go before the booming voice of Jasper DuPree echoed off the tile walls…
“WHAT YOU THINK YOU DOIN’ THERE BOY!!!!???”
Rico jumped a bit and he was waiting for it. Turning around he saw the object of their prank, the small thin obviously gay man stumble into the door. Looking behind him he continued into the shower, even though he was fully dressed. Having 265 pounds of angry black muscle coming up behind him was enough to override any concerns about getting his clothes wet.
Strangely though, while the guy looked rattled, he didn’t looked as scared as Rico thought he would be. As scared as Rico wanted him to be.
“Asked a question, little boy!!” Jas yelled only slightly quieter but still imposing his great size on the guy, forcing him farther into the shower room.
Wanting to get into the fun Rico turned off the faucet and started shaking the water off of his large muscled form. “What’s going on man? Who is this?” he asked as if he didn’t know what the set up was.
“Little fag followed you man. Peeking at you from just outside the door there. Weren’t you?!?!”
“No really I was just seeing if there was anybody in here… didn’t want to…” their victim said in a soft and only slightly panicked voice.
“You sure you didn’t follow us in here, ya perv?” Rico said walking over to the guy till he was essentially trapped between two mountains of muscle to his 5 foot 2 or 3 of almost nothing.
“No seriously, you know I’m like not in your league so I’d be too nervous to shower at the same time so I always check…” he sputtered out. Now that he was in front of the two men they got a better look at the guy who had been drooling over them all evening. He was thin, maybe not as thin as they thought. There was some slight definition there, from what they could see through his tank top. His arms were slightly long, as were his hands. As the guys expected, his fingernails were just a BIT too long. Not as long as a girl’s but longer than a guy should have. His face was angular and soft at the same time. The eyes big wide and a sparkling green. It went well with the long blonde hair that almost reached his shoulders, nicely styled. Rico found himself thinking how much he liked blondes before reminding himself that, despite a lot of visual evidence that said otherwise, this was still a guy.
“So you didn’t follow us from the bar? We didn’t see you in the corner watching us?” Jas asked.
“And you didn’t have your eyes GLUED on us as we worked out. Just a big old fuckin’-A coincidence that you’re everywhere WE’RE at tonight?”
The two muscle studs were sure this would do it. They called the little fairy out on his perverted game. It was only a matter of seconds till the tears came and the piss flowed. They’d toss his out on his well fucked ass and go grab a few more beers before calling it a night.
Instead they got… “Yea, OK sure. I’ve seen you guys in here a lot. Can’t miss you two, biggest dudes in the place. And yea, I was checking you out. How about we, you know, go somewhere….”
Jas and Rico could not believe what the guy just said. Didn’t he know those were words that could get him beat to a pulp. Jas and Rico looked at each other with classic ‘Did we just hear that?’ expressions, then looked back at the guy.
“What the fuck did you say? What the fuck is wrong with you?” Jas quietly asked, completely astonished.
“I said how about it?” the little guy asked, as if giving off a command. “Look, you guys know you’re straight, I know you’re straight. You and I also know that I’m as queer as they come. But you don’t know how good a tight piece of ass can feel after fucking stretched out pussy for so long.”
Rico and Jas were still too shocked to really respond.
“Look, won’t take more than a half hour. Trust me, I’m good and I’m fast. I got enough Viagra in my gym bag to keep you hard for that long and keep you hard till you can get home to your old ladies. What do you say? We head down the street, I’ve got a room at one of the To Tell Motels. Pick us up a couple of bottles of what ever you want. I’ll pay for the booze. No names. No commitment. No strings. But you get to stick your dick into some sweet meat.”
“Get the fuck out of…” Jas started to say before Rico interrupted him.
“No, wait a minute man.”
“Are you fucking kidding me? You’re not seriously thinking of…”
“Hell look at him. He’s closer looking to a teenage girl than Kathy was back when she was a teenage girl. Been years since I had somewhere to pound my dick other than her dried up hole. Not that I don’t love her.”
“Gentlemen, I might be male but my dick is so small it only technically passes as one. The important thing is, I can get you both off like you’ve NEVER gotten off before and you can STILL look you girlfriends in the eye, put your hand on the Bible and swear you haven’t been with another woman.”
“You’re not going to try to get money out of us, are you?” Rico asked.
“I’ll get my payment when you cum up in my ass. Your girlfriends let you do that? Cum in them without a condom? Without having to worry if she’s got her period so no little anklebiters come along 9 months later? Free and total access to a prime fuckable ass, men,” the guy continued, making the deal sound far too good than the two straight bodybuilders ever thought it could.
“I ain’t touchin’ him,” Jasper said motioning to Rico
“And I’m touchin’ you neither,” Rico responded
“Trust me guys, the only touching that’ll be going on will be your dicks up my, as I’ve mentioned, incredibly sweet butt. Sounds like we have a deal?”
After a long pause Jas said “You’re going to be buying more than a couple bottles of the good stuff on the way there fella.”
“I’ll give you the money and you can buy whatever you want,” the little guy said stepping out from between the two huge men. That gave Rico and Jas a second alone. No words were spoken. They both knew that if this was going to be called of, that was their last chance. Otherwise, they’d be going through with this little fag’s plan to have them fuck him. It was now or never.
With a shrug they left the shower, Rico took a minute to throw his work out clothes back on, even though they were still sweaty. The little guy dug through his gym bag and handed out the Viagra he’d promised. Saying that if they took it now, they’d be ready once they got to the hotel. Then the three men headed out the door and into the night.
True to his word, when they came upon a liquor store, the little guy forked over enough cash so that Rico and Jas could buy whatever their hearts wanted. In Rico’s case, it was a case of beer; Jas settled on a large bottle of Scotch, a good portion of which he had drunk by the time they reached the hotel.
“You going to be awake enough to do this?” Rico asked as the headed down the hallway to the room.
“I’m gonna need to be drunk enough to do this, that’s for sure. Shit, that Viagra’s kicking in like a son of a bitch. Getting me so hard I won’t even have to be awake for the guy to be able to jump on my dick and go for a ride. And not being there to watch it is OK by me,” Jas said, his voice slurred so bad Rico had trouble understanding him.
“Whatever,” Rico said as the three men entered the room.
It was as cheap a cheap hotel room could be. One room, except for the bathroom. Bed in one corner, just enough room left for a chair and a dresser, with a cheap TV on top. A single lamp was all the place had to light the room.
“Just one room?” Rico asked.
“Yea? All we need is the bed,” the little guy said patting the bed, as if to offer it first to Rico.
“No I mean, I thought, there’d be like two rooms, were one of us could wait while the other…”
“Fucks me raw? Sorry, but you know what?” he said going over to the swaying Jas, “I don’t think your buddy here is in any shape to know what going on anyway. Come on big guy, why don’t you take the chair?”
Jas stumbled over to the chair and fell into it. His bottle of Scotch hitting the floor and beginning to spill some. Had it not been so empty the mess would have been greater. The large hard dick of the black bodybuilder was pressing up against the fabric of his workout shorts that they looked as if they were about to rip. But he was right about his not needing to be awake to have a useful hard-on. Jas was completely out of it by the time Rico had sat on the bed and looked at their companion in the dim light.
“So I guess we’ll…” Rico said scooting back on the bed, propping himself up with the two pillows and pulling down his sweat pants to expose his own rock hard dick. Just seeing it made Rico reach over and start stroking it. He’d never felt it this hard before, the veins this thick.
“Oh, come on man. Real men fuck naked. Give me that much,” the little guy said putting a thumb into his sweats and pulling them down till they dropped on the floor. Rico noticed his legs looked well proportioned for a short guy. Lean, little bit of muscle but still soft without being fat. The guy’s long fingers pulled at the bottom of his tank top to lift it over his head. At first Rico thought the guy shaved his pits, but the light blonde hair was so thin it was hard to see in the dim light. The guy had barely what could be called pecs, his nipples only apparent because of the slight color difference. Otherwise, they nothing more than little pink dots on lighter pink flesh. Maybe it was because they were so close that the contrast between Rico’s ethnically tanner skin stood out against this guy’s whiter than white. Rico chuckled to himself wondering if they turned off the light, would the kid glow in the dark. There was the faint impression of a six pack, but it was really just the guy being too thin. He wasn’t kidding about his dick. Under what looked like no more than a dozen light blonde hairs was a twig of flesh, no thicker than a pinky finger and no longer. Underneath was a pink hairless sack no bigger than a ping pong ball. Rico wondered if the guy’s balls had even dropped yet. Not even caring what he was doing, but needing proof Rico reached over and gave a tug on the guy’s dick hair, finding it well attached.
“Nice, I thought we weren’t going to do any touching,” the guy said crawling on the bed and straddling Rico’s legs.
“Had to make sure it wasn’t glued on or nothing. You look… you look really young, kid,” Rico said getting some more courage by downing a can of beer in a few seconds. He also wanted to remind the guy how much of a real man he was. As if the vast differences in their bodies wasn’t enough.
“Looks can be deceiving, as they say. Come on,” the guy said staring to pull Rico’s sweat pants and underwear down. “Lose the shirt.”
Within a few seconds Rico Angelo, stud bull of the Land Of The Giants Gym was naked in bed, his dick so big and hard it almost reached his navel, with the prettiest little fag he’d even seen lifting his hips in the air so he could sit down and get fucked by him.
“Not going to be too big for you, am I?” Rico said as he felt the guy’s ass make contact with his dick’s head.
“Being too big in never a problem. Not to too long anyway,” he said with a slight smile, one that Rico’s active mind would have noticed more if it wasn’t swimming in booze. One that might have made him worry.
But Rico was lost in the moment as soon as his dick went up the guy’s butt hole. Kept thinking to himself, how could this feel so good, how could this kid have been so right. Rico had cheated on his long time girl Kathy enough to know what a good range of pussy felt like. And none of them ever felt this tight.
As the little guy lowered himself farther and farther down Rico’s dick, it just got better. The heat was incredible. The way the guy could shift and move his insides so that his dick was being handled in ways even a hand couldn’t. Sticking his meat into Kathy was like shoving it into a muddy hole in the ground compared to this. Rico knew he would never do anything like this again, but he was getting so happy he’d at least done it this one time.
Once he’d lowered himself all the way down till his ass was sitting on Rico’s groin, the little guy went into high gear. Rico just had to lay there, semi-conscious to all that was going on. Watching in amazement as this little fag fucked himself on Rico’s dick rougher than Rico had fucked any woman. How could that not hurt? The panting, the sweat, the blonde hair now dripping with sweat like Rico did after an incredibly aggressive work out. Rico almost wished Jas has stayed awake to see the performance. Who knew a little queer like this had it in him? Kid obviously knows what he likes, and he likes big cock up his tiny little ass.
Rico could feel himself start to cum. That pressure at the back of his dick he lived for. Sweating a bit himself now he pushed back into the pillow and lifted his hips of the bed so the little guy could get the full force. No way the guy couldn’t feel Rico’s cum shooting into him, but his cries of YES with each load was the proof that Rico needed.
But it was with the second YES that Rico started coming out of his haze. Because it was different. And the third YES was different from that. Not the high soft almost womanly cry. But a deeper voice. And then deeper with the next YES.
Rico opened his eyes and didn’t see the little twink that he thought he was fucking. Well it was the guy, the face was sort of the same. But he was getting bigger. And bigger still. Shoulders shooting out , maybe his back getting longer since he seemed to be getting taller. Legs that, bent at the knees had originally barely made it past Rico’s ribs on the side now got longer and longer till they almost reached Rico’s underarms.
And still Rico kept cumming, Over and over again. Like he was emptying out his full load of cum he’d ever have into the guy. Rico tried to push the guy off him… but that’s when he noticed his own arms.
Those weren’t his arms!! And his hands, they were so small now. He’d never be able to lift weights with these!!! As he watched his massive guns and forearms deflated into long thin arms just like the guy used to have. The guy who was now growing muscles where he didn’t have them before. The guy’s arms were ballooning up and out, more and more, even bigger than Rico’s used to be. Rico could no longer see his chest when he looked down!! He’d been used to seeing his hair covered pecs blocking his view of the floor since he was 16. But now he couldn’t see anything. His hands reached up and felt flatter than flat skin. And came away with a handful of hair. His chest hair was falling out!!!. Running one hand along his formally muscular arm each hair that covered it flew away like feathers in the wind. Leaving perfectly smooth and tines arms beneath.
And still the guy kept getting his jizz fucked into him. The guy who was now becoming a muscle monster far beyond what Rico or Jas could ever have dreamed of being. The flat chest was swelling into stone block pecs. His nipples bigger than donuts. Shoulders like extra heads were growing on top of his arms. Legs were going from toned twigs to carved logs of muscle and skin. It was hard to see past the massive pecs hanging down but the slight impression of an 6 pack was now the true definition of an 8 pack.
It was looking down past the 8 pack, past the formerly little blush of hair that Rico saw the guy’s biggest change happen. That little twig of a dick started filling up. Growing out. Longer and longer like some bizarre snake coming out of its den looking for a kill. The head grew bigger and bigger till it was more apple sized than Rico’s plumb sized head. A dribble of precum oozed out the tip and made and snail like path up what was left of Rico’s stomach and groin area as the dick grew longer and longer. Rico tried to wipe the precum off, but only found he was removing the last of his belly hair. Exposing the flat firm tummy he would now have. So flat his navel went from a innie he could stick his thumb into, to an cute little outite belly button.
Rico felt his dick slip out of the guy’s ass. He felt one last little spurt before feeling what there was left of his dick went as soft as it could go in a second. That was when the beast pointed at his growled. He swore the dick made a noise. Just before it shot a load into Rico’s face so thick he thought he was going to drown.
There was an eerie silence for a second. The new muscle monster crushing the little man on the bed was still breathing like he ran a 40K. The new little man on the bed trying to get the cum out of his mouth, nose and eyes. Then reality began to settle back in the room and Rico found his new little legs being crushed under a creature that was all but sitting on him.
“Get off me!! Get off me!!! You monster, what ever did you do to me!!!” Rico screamed in a voice so shrill it sounded like a little girl’s. He couldn’t believe that it come out of him, or those words. He didn’t talk like this and when he did, he didn’t use words like that.
The newly formed muscle creature moved back till his was off Rico’s legs and sitting at the end of the bed. He was checking out his arms, looking at how big they were now, popping a bicep, laughing and then doing it again. The face was stronger, jaw wider, nose bigger but it could be the same face, just one of a real man in total amazement at himself.
With his legs free he quickly pressed himself up against the wall as best Rico could, instinctively moving into ball to protect himself. Rico found himself doing what the big guy was doing, only not being as happy with the results. There wasn’t a wisp of hair left on his body except on his head and three or four stands over his dick. If you could call what he was left with a dick. How could this one inch nothing has stayed up that guy’s ass so long, was what Rico was thinking. He wasn’t sure how much exactly shorter he was than before, but the pillows he used to prop himself up on could now cover most of him. His legs were lean, feet too small, arms also lean but his hands, alike his feet, too small. His waist was, like, nothing. Hair kept falling into Rico’s eyes, making his think that maybe it had grown, when in fact his head was just smaller now. His face felt tiny too. Smaller nose, pointer chin. No hint of stubble. He couldn’t even feel anything under the skin growing. Like it couldn’t ever grow a beard. His face was as smooth as it was back when he was 8. It was all beginning to overwhelm is tiny little mind now.
“Oh my god, I’m free. At last I’m free,” the guy muttered in a baritone voice that rumbled through the room. Rico found himself, despite his best efforts, being afraid of the voice. The muscle beast stopped focusing on his newly pumped form, saw Rico and broke out in a wicked smile. Without care for how big his hand was now or how tiny Rico’s ass was, the guy swung out and slapped Rico so hard on his exposed hip that the little guy gave a shriek then fell into tears.
“TAG, you’re it!!!”
The formally quiet room was now filled with a small man’s weeping, a giant’s thunderous laughing and a sleeping man’s snores.
Rico reached down and started rubbing the swelling red hand print that was coming up on his ass. “What is going on!!!!” he shrieked.
“I’ll tell you what I was told, sweetie. Good chance this is a curse. So old no one knows where it started or why. Right now, you’ve got it, and I can’t thank you enough!!!” he said laughing again. “Going to be taking your sweats, feel free to use my old shorts.”
“What do you mean curse, there’s no such thing.” Rico said still trying to get the words out past his sobs.
“Here’s what’s going to happen, baby. That ass of yours? It’s a danger zone now. A danger to any man out there who wants to fuck you. It steals their muscles, their masculinity, their heterosexuality, sucks it all up and into you. Leaving them little gay boys. Just like I did to you. Oh, it works on gay guys too, just leaves them smaller gay guys.” the guy said picking through his old clothes to find his wallet.
“That’s insane. That can’t happen.” Rico sobbed
“Are you not paying any attention to what just DID happened?”
“So I get one guy to fuck me and I change back… like you did…” Rico said strangely finding himself looking over in Jas’ direction.
“Oh no. Well… here’s the deal. The guys you change, they’re safe for anyone else to fuck afterwards. You don’t pass the magic as off to them. Except for one. The guy you let fuck you next, just turns into a little fairy. And the next guy. And all the guys next week, next month, next DECADE. One day, long from today, you’ll pick a guy, you’ll give in to your burning desire to get fucked, and this will happen. To him and him alone, you’ll pass it on. And you’ll be free. Like I am.”
“Is that why you picked me, because you knew? You did some trick to get us in here, against our will!!!”
“You keep telling yourself that. But no, I just got really good and picking up straight dudes who maybe weren’t as straight as they thought. As for what triggers it? No one knows. I got cursed back in the 70’s. The guy I got it from, back in the 50’s. So I did it twice as long as he did. Thought I was going to be like McDonalds, over a billion served!!! HAW!! Maybe you have to get fucked a certain number of times. Steal a certain amount of manhood. Or maybe there is something about you that made the connection. I don’t know, I don’t care, I’m free.”
“Well fuck you then. FUCK YOU. I’m not going to do this to anyone. Not going to make them live like a pissy little fag!!!”
The big guy had thought of leaving things as they were. But Rico’s glance over at Jas before was too good to pass up.
“Oh yea. I know you big boys, your addiction to steel. You still have that, but to cock. Sort like still being hooked on muscles, just one particular muscle now. You’ve going to see how much you like to get fucked no matter what it does and no matter to who. What’s this guy’s name?” he said going over to Jas.
“None of your business, you monster. You leave…”
“Shut up, Mary. Hey, HEY buddy, wake up!!”
Jas slowly started to stir, his eyes barely opening. His dick clearly still harder than hard. “Humm, what…?”
“Come on man, get up,. He’s ready for you!! You’re not going to believe the ride man, it’s AWESOME.”
“That you Rico?”
“Uhhh, yea, who else is it gonna be? Shit man come on, go get some, he’s waiting.”
Rico thought for an instant to scream out a protest, but then Jas got off the chair and stumbled towards the bed. Before Jas had been shorter than Rico, now he towered over him. A wave went down Rico’s back and the huge black bodybuilder climbed onto the bed. Before he’s appreciated Jas’ build from a fellow bodybuilders perspective. But now, those massive arms, that chest so big but so smooth, his legs coming out of the shorts, three times thicker than Rico’s were now.
A big black hand reached out, grabbed Rico by the ankles and pulled his legs out from the curled up position.
“Come on boy, this is what you wanted, right? Hey wait, thought he was a blondie?”
“Who cares what his hair color his, as long as his butt hole is pink and waiting? Am I right man?” the guy said holding his hand up for Jas to give him a thunder crack of a high five.
“Got that right. Don’t you worry, Tiny. I’ll be quick. Won’t be no gentle, but I’ll be quick.”
With a flip of his hand Jas’ dick was out of it’s restraint and pointing right at Rico. Who found himself not only giving in to the pressure in his head that was telling him, this was what he was here for now. Feeling that his life was just to be fucked and fucked hard. Rico moved to lay down and spread his legs for the black cock heading his way, but Jas protested.
“No way I’m going to be able to do this if I see dick. Turn over.” He said, taking a large hand and all but flipping the now tiny Rico over. Instinctively Rico knew what position himself. Not even having to think how Kathy used to do it the few time he took her from behind. Her just knew. Chest on the bed, arms overhead, lift the ass just enough to meet Jas’ crotch.
The big guy took his seat in the chair that Jas had been sitting in. Reaching over he grabbed a beer and let it click open right when Jas pushed his hard cock in between the ass cheeks of the young twink he was going to fuck, and fuck hard. Not knowing the little man now rolling his eyes back into his head in ecstasy was his work out buddy Rico. Jas wasn‘t wrong about being quick. Didn’t even give Rico time to adjust. Usually not the best way to take a guy’s ass cherry, but it was clear that Rico didn’t want it any other way.
In his mind Rico was still fighting the waves of pleasure that were coming over him. It couldn’t feel this good to be fucked. Having a dick shoved up your ass was an abomination, not the most incredible sensation he’d ever felt and never wanted to stop. The veins of Jas’ dick going in and out of his ass. Felt like running a car with bad suspension over a rough road. And the smell coming off of Jas. Holy crap he’d worked out with the guy for years. Smelled him stink up a room of already smelly guys. But now, Rico wanted to wash his hair in that smell every morning. He remembered how the guy he fucked used his ass muscles to squeeze his dick, so he tried it out on Jas.
Back in the chair the big guy almost spat out his beer in reaction to the look on Rico’s face. He wasn’t sure what the little guy just tried for the first time, but man did he like it. He noticed that the black guy was picking up his pace now. Wouldn’t be long. The black guy’s huge hands went around the little guy’s waist. It was so thin he could not only touch his fingers, but he could almost link them. Big difference from the big tree trunk he came in with.
Then it happened. Rico let out a slight squeal as Jas grabbed his waist even tighter and pulled it in. With the first buck of his hips, Jas began to change. Down a quarter of his weight, like he was imploding. Muscles going, height lessening. Second buck, smaller still. His grunts getting higher. His chest disappearing. His ass going from round half melons to pert little brown apples. Third thrust and his grunt went from an animalistic growl to a perfect gay squeal. It even got Rico’s attention who turned around quick enough to see Jas’ last pump into his ass. The muscles he spent so many years building, honing, making bigger and stronger than anyone else’s, muscles he had hoped to make a living off of as a professional bodybuilder. Going, going, gone. Leaving the formally huge black muscle man a tiny mockery of what he had been minutes before. Maybe even smaller than Rico now was. Hands barely strong enough to support themselves on Rico’s back, no longer big enough to wrap around his waist. Shoulders barely wider than his hips and his hips were nothing. Jas’ hair on his hear stayed the same length, only now on a smaller head, the growing out afro was a full blown mushroom cloud. Almost like a joke, while all of Jas’ body hair had also fallen out, his mustache stayed in place. A thin wispy little joke of a mustache. Looked like something a teenage might try to grow when he first started puberty. Only this was on a man, an incredibly lithe and petite man, who again passed out due to a massive amount of alcohol running through a so much smaller body.
A high light voice said ‘Oh mercy me, girl’ from full lips on a little man before he drifted off again.
Feeling Jas’ dick pop out of his ass Rico got off the bed and stood next to it, looking at what was left of his former training partner, trembling at the reality.
“And that’s how it works.” The big guy said getting off the bed. “Never doing that to anyone. If you could do it to someone I’m guessing was a good friend. What’s gonna stop you from… well you do the math…”
The big guy gathered his bag. He found his tank top and carefully rolled it down his new massive frame till it fit like a second skin, leaving nothing to the imagination. He noticed that Rico was still staring at the new Jas is disbelief. “Word of advice. This curse doesn’t’ wipe their minds. They’re still the same person in here.” he said pointing to his head. “And while it can get kind of comical, I usually leave before they wake up. But he’s your buddy so, it’s up to you., Maybe you can talk him into being a club kid with you? No? Maybe?”
“I am never doing that to another person. I don’t care what this….curse did to me. NEVER!” Rico said trying to find a shirt or something to cover himself.
“Never?” the big guy said getting out of the chair and taking a step over to him. “You want to do it again right now.” the big guy said running his hand down Rico’s back and settling on his ass. “You want all my fucking muscles to plow into you so hard. You want that feeling of the dick up your ass. BUT…” he yelled breaking Rico’s trance. “Been there, been done in by that.” He said giving Rico’s ass another slap.
“But what am I gonna do?” Rico asked.
“Hell if I know. Maybe you want to stick around and be Obi Wan to the one guy you pass this off to when, or if, that ever happens. Me, I got my life back.” And with that he grabbed his gym bag and headed to the door. “Oh yeah, only got the room for another half hour, so whatever you’re going to do, you getter do it now.”
Rico stood there, wearing a shirt that used to fit him like a glove but now hung down like a dress. The noise from the other cheap hotel room filtered in, music, TVs too loud. Sounds from the city too, an police siren off in the distance. He stood there not knowing what to do for almost the full half hour. Till Jas started to come around. His soft moans bringing Rico back to their new reality.
Years later Rico found himself running out of a men’s room, knowing was a big dumb ass mistake he’d made again. This time it was a winner. He knew he had to get out of the building before people in the office noticed the stain of cum coming form his seat and dribbling down his pants leg. Before his boss, why his boss of all people did he do this too, woke up and found himself a thin little gay Asian guy. They’d all know what he’d done as soon as they found him missing and heard the boss’ crazy story. They’d know that as insane as it was, it had to be true. Rico found himself running again. But he still hadn’t found the guy he needed. The next guy to be ‘It’.
END