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Cocktail Hour

Summer had just begun, the air had warmed to a point where sweaters no longer needed to be worn and birds started to sing in earnest. Fifty miles off the coastline a large yacht sat in the middle of the ocean, surrounded by pristine blue water that lapped gently against the white hull. It was the latest design of a boat manufacturing plant, pairing the luxury of yachting with the long-term living ability of a houseboat. The result was something that would easily allow a family of ten to live comfortably for almost six months without having to go ashore.

At the moment though, it belonged to six young men who had volunteered to take the ship out to test its seaworthiness. It would be a three month sojourn out into the ocean for field tests, but other than a few hours a day running standard diagnostic tests and a report back to the home office once a week the entire summer was theirs. The only problem was if they wrecked anything it would come out of their paychecks, which meant that they had to be careful about the fun they would have on it. They also couldn't leave the designated testing areas, mostly for safety reasons but also to determine how various salinity and pressure variations affected the ship's new hull.

It was their first day officially on their own; the other engineers had gone off after the first engine test and they had dropped anchor where they could still see the shoreline and most importantly, the women who had begun to appear in their bikinis trying to get a tan. At the helm of the ship Sam sat in front on the instruments, the only one of the six men who had an official license to navigate the ship. With him was his best friend since high school, Marru, one of the techs at the shipyard's research areas. It was Marru who had suggested the idea to him and the small group of people they knew at the company, as well as help grease the wheels to make such an idea feasible.

"I can't believe we're actually getting paid to do this." Marru exclaimed as he looked out the bay window with his binoculars. "It's a shame we can't go to someplace a little more exotic."

"We're on a multi-million dollar yacht, and you're worried about locale?" Sam said as he checked the last of the instruments. "I guarantee that after a few days of sitting out here the girls will come like sharks attracted by chum. You'll have a bikini top hanging from your door in no time, trust me."

"We'll all have various ladies undergarments on each of our doors once they get a load of this." Marru said with a chuckle as he sat back down in one of the chairs. "It's too bad they don't get wet from technical expertise, I'd have a harem by the end of the week. What other ship is this big and yet only needs one person to actually pilot it?"

Sam just shrugged his shoulders and continued to run the last of the system tests, though he kept an eye on him. It was his biggest secret that he had a crush on his friend, going to the gym with him to try and sneak peeks at his body. It also gave him a toned physique, a beneficial side-effect to his occasional glimpses of his friend. Of course Marru only had eyes for the ladies, whom he attracted with his great body that he kept shirtless to be constantly on display. He had caramel skin and long, black hair, a tribute to his Native American heritage that only made him more exotic.

"I really wish we could just take the longboat and invite them on board that way." Marru continued to gripe as he looked out the window once more with the powerful binoculars. "Hell I'd probably swim out to them if I didn't know how deceptive our distance was to shore."

"Yeah, too bad the second we unhook the thing alarms get sent to every coast guard station, buoy, and tower within a five hundred mile radius." Sam replied as he put the last of the charts away. "I think Wolf, Greg, and Ryuu were going to make a banner and use the spotlight to try and attract some female attention. Leo wanted to do something with flares, but I don't think that would be wise in case someone out there thinks we're actually in trouble. But in either case I'm finished here, want to head down to the bar and grab some food and a drink? We can have whatever top-shelf we want down there as long as we replace it when this whole thing is done."

Marru sighed and nodded as he moved away from the window. "May as well, all I can see on the beach with these things are blobs with little splashes of color in them. Besides I haven't eaten all day."

Sam waited for his friend to go out the door before he followed, taking a second to run his hand through his short, blonde hair. He quickly realized it would be a long, long summer if he couldn't sort out his feelings. Perhaps maybe something would happen if they got drunk and there weren't any women around to slake his horniness, he wondered to himself.

When they arrived at the bar and mini casino that the yacht had below decks they found the four other men all playing the same video game on the latest console that was installed, their work done for the day. Leo, the oldest of the bunch at 32, was short for 'Leonidas', which gave away his greek heritage as much as his olive complexion and long brown hair. He was the senior welder for the company, which meant he was sort of the de facto leader of their motley crew. He was a good natured man and generally easy going though he could still get them to meet their deadlines, which made him one of their better supervisors. The only problem he had was that he would lose half his paycheck in one night gambling, which was one of the reasons he was still single.

Wolf and Greg were cousins of Swedish descent that entered their fabrication department in the same year, and ever since then it's been a competition between them to see who could get farther up the ladder. In their four years they had both been shifted around to several different areas of work, and one of them finally ended up a supervisor in metalworks while the other was an assistant manager in the planning department. Still they were great to be around, and often times when they were off the job their competitions led to humorous results, especially when spurred on by generous quantities of alcohol. One time in particular it led to both of them being arrested for drunk and disorderly conduct when they decided to try and see who could run fastest through the Capitol Gardens completely naked. Thankfully the cops were rather generous and told us to keep a leash on them to make sure it wouldn't happen again.

The last of the group was Ryuu, the youngest of the group and a rather effeminate Japanese man. He was part of the research team from the same company that Marru was a part of, and had only recently become part of the group. Even though he was more than old enough to drink with them he was constantly carded, at one point the bouncer had held him out in the cold for almost half an hour before he finally believed he wasn't a fifteen year old boy. In order to try and improve his image he had a red eastern dragon tattooed on his left arm, which also held a special significance for him since his name meant dragon in Japanese. Still with his layered brown hair and smooth features it was easy to mistake him for a girl, and Sam was even more surprised when he found out he wasn't gay.

"Alright, so what can I get you tonight?" Marru asked as he hopped behind the bar. "I will be your bartender for this evening."

The food was easy for Sam, both of them ending up with burgers with everything on it. As his eyes scanned the many bottles of liquor that were on display however, he had a bit of trouble deciding. Marru had his usual rum and coke, but Sam always enjoyed trying new things and since he essentially had the summer off he was going to make the most of it. Eventually he turned to a small book that had been left with the bar that gave a variety of cocktails, most of them ones that he had already heard of before. As he got to the back of it, however, there were varieties that he had never even heard of before and assumed were from some exotic locale.

"You know what Marru, I think I'll go for one called 'Blue Mamba'." Sam said finally as he handed the booklet to Marru so he could mix it. "Think you can handle mixing something like that?"

"Pfft, I can mix anything." Marru shot back as he took several bottles off the wall and began to mix them accordingly. "Some of these are definitely not from around here; I might have to try a 'Sparking Gold Dragon' later." As he measured the shots out he had to take quite a bit from one alcohol that neither of them had ever heard of, a brand labeled 'Snake Venom'. Marru shouted to the rest of the gang if they had ever heard of such a thing before, with all of them yelling back that they had not.

"Careful, this is going to be strong." Marru warned as he slid the vibrant blue drink to him. "I never had any recipe mix Absinthe with anything else before."

Sam nodded and carefully eyed the drink up, the strong smell of alcohol made his eyes water slightly as he took a small sip from it. Surprisingly aside from the initial bite from the alcohol it drank rather smoothly, especially after the first drink seemed to numb his tongue slightly. After he voiced his approval to the bartender he proceeded to drink down half the glass in one go. Before long he got himself a second, his food largely unnoticed as he savored the strong, sweet taste of the drink as a warm buzz had settled in. The rest of the group all had their respective favorite alcohol bottles as well, and the rest of the night was reduced to drunken video games and gambling.

Several hours and five more cocktails later Marru and Sam helped each other down the ship's hallway, both of them chuckling at a joke that neither of them told. Everyone else had staggered off to their respective rooms by then to sleep it off so they could run their early morning tests, which left them to drink with each other for another hour. Now they staggered down towards their rooms alone, with Sam's confidence bolstered by booze and adrenaline. He felt his friend's warm skin against his shoulders, as well as his arm around his bare waist. Once they reached his room and said their perspective good nights, and then Sam leaned up and kissed him on the lips.

"Whoa!" Marru exclaimed as he stumbled back, laughing. "You crazy... crazy! How many Mamba's did you drink? You're lips are cold... and blue... and taste funny!"

Sam felt the embarrassment cut through his drunken haze like a knife, seeing his friend laughing wildly on the floor. As he reached down to help him up though, he noticed a tent in his swimming trunks, something he definitely didn't expect. His friend never said he didn't like it, just that it was unexpected. Plus he usually didn't remember much once he reached that state, his intoxicated mind slowly reasoned, so what would be the harm of a little experimentation?

Instead of helping him up, Sam kneeled down and crawled up his friend's form and looked down at the still laughing man. Marru noticed Sam's proximity and stopped laughing, for a few seconds the only sounds were that of their heavy breathing and they both comprehended the situation. "Hey man, what are you doing?" Marru slurred with a smile as their faces were only inches from each other. "You're not a woman; we're not supposed to be like this."

"We're just having some fun." Sam smiled back as he leaned down even closer. "You seem to be enjoying it and I'm enjoying it, we can't get any women on board for tonight. Why can't we just enjoy each other for a night? No one else has to know."

Sam could feel his heart jump in his chest as he waited for Marru to answer, that perfect chest pressing against his as his breathing slowed. For a few seconds neither of them moved, their breath touching the others lips as they continued to lock eyes with each other. Sam didn't know what to expect as his friend's response, he was half-surprised by his own actions at the moment. When Marru finally did respond he once more had his usual drunken grin on his face, looking down at the tents that both of them now sported. "I guess if it doesn't matter for little Marru, just as long as the rest of the guys don't know ok?"

It was like a dream come true for Sam, he could hardly restrain himself as he grabbed Marru by the hand and jerked him off of the floor. Thankfully his room was right there; otherwise he may not have been able to contain himself. He only hoped they weren't too drunk to not perform, but if the occasional shows he got when Marru took a woman and forgot he was there then it would not be a problem. As his door opened all of his attention was on his friend's bulge, almost as if afraid that if he looked away it would disappear. But when his door shut both of them remained, half-naked and still extremely horny from the alcohol.

Suddenly Marru became more dominant, grabbing the back of his head and locking it in a deep kiss once more. "I'm still going to be the guy." He said after they broke the embrace, licking his lips hungrily as Sam recovered from the shock. Sam merely nodded, the fact that his friend wanted to take the lead was more than he could have ever hoped for. The fact he had begun to treat him like any other female he had been with was thrilling, especially as they collapsed onto the bed with their tongues twined around reach other.

"Be gentle." Sam said as he felt his swim trunks get pulled down his legs. There was a hunger in his eyes that he had never seen before, even with some of the prettier girls he had. He was also slightly distracted by a strange numbness in his chest and legs, though he just attributed it to nerves as their now fully naked bodies pressed against each other. The feeling was intensified as he decided to take the initiative and give his drunken lover a taste of what pleasure from a male could be like.

As Sam's body was ravished by mouth of the inebriated male on top of him he suddenly heard a loud giggle. "You taste like a pool toy." Marru said with a lopsided grin before he dragged his tongue back up to his neck.

Despite Sam's mind being in a fuzzy state something still didn't compute, and he tilted his head down to see what could have possibly spurred such a comment. As he looked down at himself, his drunken state was temporarily lifted from sheer shock as his jaw dropped. His entire body from the waist down was covered in what looked like dark blue scales, with lighter and darker scales forming a strange pattern as it extended down past the bed. He tried to move his legs, but aside from the large tail lifting slightly he couldn't move anything.

Sam tried to call out for Marru to stop, but the other male continued on him like a man possessed as his tongue moved up from his neck to his mouth and inside. The rubber had continued to creep past his abs as he felt the dominate tongue swirl around his mouth while he tried to push Marru off of him. His saliva had gotten noticeably thicker, and had the very distinct flavoring of the alcohol he had just drunk not more than an hour ago. His lover couldn't seem to get enough of it, their lips sealed together for the longest time as his body seemed to sink into his rubberized flesh.

"More..." the drunken Marru said as he finally broke the kiss. The multihued blue rubber had climbed to his shoulders by that time, his arms being spared the same merged fate as his legs as the material flowed down his arms. The haze of drunkness had returned with a vengeance, the room beginning to fade and spin slightly as Marru licked Sam's lips, his tongue covered in a light blue as it snaked around his skin. When his desperate attempt to gather up the sweet liquor failed, he pushed on the scaly, slightly squishy stomach beneath him.

Sam let out a loud gurgle as the torrent of liquid that rushed up his neck caught him by surprise, the blue-tinted alcohol rushing out of his mouth and nose as Marru eagerly leaned in to drink it. It didn't hurt, in fact as his friend drank from his mouth the feeling was extremely pleasant as he realized he hadn't been breathing at all. As Marru drank more and more the tan skin of his face turned blue and shiny, than began to stretch out as a long, flat muzzle seemed to inflate outwards. When the tide of the delicious drink faded snake-faced male once more broke the tight seal he had around his lips, a grin stretching across his new visage as a forked tongue danced around sharp fangs.

Even though he couldn't move anything from the neck down, Sam could certainly feel as Marru's still human body slid down his serpentine length, his cock gliding across the smooth rubber before he sat up on him. His own member, which was still hard as a rock despite his situation, began to press against his backside as the other male reached back and began to stroke it. His mouth opened into a loud gasp as he felt the tip being guided into the dominant male, using some of the blue pre leaking out of the tip to lube himself up as he slid the rubber cock past his tight ring. As his jaw was dropped in pleasure he could feel it sliding even lower, unhinging as the unseen blue of his lips and mouth merged with the rubber scales that now crept across his cheeks and up his face.

As he felt the tip of his new, tapered cockhead press into Marru's still fleshy anal walls, Sam could feel the last of the rubber covering his skin. Surprisingly his hair did not fall out; instead the blue covered each original strand as it grew longer and bushier like some sort of punk rocker. It coated his ears and pushed inside his skull, pressing out his face like it was clay as it reformed into a new muzzle. The drunkenness he had felt the entire time was replaced with a new clarity, the pleasure of the changing male hilting his cock sublime as he found he could move his body once more. Though the deliriousness of being drunk was gone, he found his inhibitions were still abandoned as a lustful smile was plastered on his face.

Sam used his newfound agility to wrap around Marru, the snake-headed male holding onto his body tightly as bucked against his rubbery hips. They could feel his body changing as they coupled, his reptilian length plunging deeper and deeper into his rubberized insides as it spread through his body. His legs grew longer, the skin melding into itself as he wrapped himself around his lover. There was no drunken lovemaking anymore; the two had become mates with souls as twined as their bodies. Their lips met once more in gentle embrace as they could feel several more feet of scaly coils add onto Marru's body.

"Marru... I..." Sam said, at a loss for words as they slid against each other.

"Shhhh..." Marru quickly replied as he put a rubbery claw against his lips. "I was actually waiting for this. You don't remember because you are quite drunk, but we've made out before. It was quite the startling confession afterwards... but when I alluded to it the next day you didn't remember. So... I thought it was a one-time thing. I guess now you've proven quite otherwise." To emphasize the point he wiggled his now-tubular body against his cock, which caused them both to chuckle as they continued to thrust into each other.

"Oh Marru." Sam moaned as their bodies undulated against one another. "You've made me the happiest guy ever..."

"More like happiest naga." Marru grinned as he hugged Sam close, his tongue flicking against his earhole as his voice took a more seductive tone. "You know... it would be quite selfish of us to keep this wonderful experience to ourselves, especially since we'd have to tell them about this anyway."

Sam could see the mischevious glint in his partner's eye, and as they slid apart from one another, their thick members still throbbing in the air, he found himself licking his lips at the thought. "You know what... you're absolutely right."