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The Scent of Rebellion Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Silverfly

Spring break had come to an end with it came the chaos of the first day of school. Girls gathered in clusters to share a week's worth of updates. The jocks tried to tell tall tales of their exploits to impress each other and the slackers trudged through the crowds with even less enthusiasm than usual. It was particularly hard to return to school given that the weather outside had been so nice. With daylight savings springing everyone forward, thick streams of sunlight came through the windows into the school, shining off of the polished brown floor. The bright red lockers opened and shut, ringing out like some sort of metallic rain... and in the midst of it all was Tobias Conner.

The senior leaned against the guard rails overlooking the 'pit' the cafeteria was in, standing on the stairs half way between the ground floor and the second floor. His brown hair was pulled back into a short three inch ponytail and rectangular glasses rested on his nose. Toby was clearly a nerd, but as he entered his senior year he was starting to feel a little stir crazy. He knew college was coming up, and while he'd spent three and a half years being a fantastic student, he didn't have much else to be proud of. He had no tall tales to share; he had no major ring of friends... He supposed it was a good thing that he didn't have any bullies persecuting him on a regular basis, but the lack of bad didn't make up for the lack of good.

Toby leaned against the rails, trying to think about what he could do to make high school memorable in the time he had left, trying to think of some way to stand out... While he was deep in thought, the doors on the opposite side of the ground floor opened. Few people came from that door as it led to the parking lot and almost no students had their own means of transportation. Even Toby still rode the bus despite being a senior. Toby looked to the newcomer before his jaw slowly dropped in shock.

The figure that entered was new, a young man close to Toby's age... but he was different than any man Toby had ever seen before. The man wore a long black leather trench coat that was open in the front by the pants but came up over the man's chest in an upside down v shape. His fingernails were dark black, even darker than the black jeans that clung to his legs, blending in with the thick black boots over his feet. The front of the boots were fitted with a metal strip of spikes, looking quite wicked indeed. The man reached up, brushing his long black hair out of his eyes, the silver streak in it glinting in the light. It seemed to match the short goatee the young man had on his chin, the base of which was dyed silver. Even the man's lips were black.

Toby was shocked. He had heard of Goths before but he'd never seen one before. Matthews High School was not known for individuality. The few young men and women that had tried to be punks had been hammered by social pressures and forced to conform, but this was a brand new student with no loyalty owed to the others. A small smile crossed his lips. He wasn't sure why, but this development still excited him. He watched the goth man move to the edge of the pit and peer down, just as he was, though they were still separated by half a story with Toby's perch on the landing of the stairs.

Sure enough, the goth started walking around the pit, making it half way around before he came to a stop and turned, looking right up to where Toby was. Toby froze in shock, his eyes going wide... and then their eyes met. The goth had to have contacts in, there was no color in his eyes, it was just deep and black... and Toby almost felt like he was going to fall in. He couldn't look away and then he shuddered a bit, entranced. The goth boy smiled softly, the black lips curling just a bit before they returned to their neutrality. The sudden sounding of the bell disrupted the moment. Toby blushed furiously, his hazel eyes blinking. He grabbed his backpack and trudged up the stairs, moving out onto the second floor, heading to class. Toby feared that with his luck he'd never see the goth boy again.

****

Toby moved up through the narrow aisles of the classroom, finding his usual spot; one third of the way up, all the way to the right or left side. In this case it was the right side to make a hasty retreat. He hated business class. It was some strange conglomeration of life management skills like checkbook balancing and invisible hand market systems. Toby hadn't ever seen a checkbook, let alone written one. He sunk down in his chair and looked around the classroom, remembering all the reasons he disliked that class more than any other. Even as a nerd, he didn't like every class.

The other students gathered and settled themselves. Some had already set their books up on their desks as screens to mask themselves from sight as they napped. Toby envied them in a way, but he'd never been able to fall asleep at school, no matter how much he wanted to. He sighed and pulled out his notebook to get ready to write down notes. While Toby dug through his bag, his nostrils flared a bit as a funky scent started to wash around him. It smelled like sweat and musk and stink, almost fermented. Toby's nose wrinkled up in shock at the smell as he looked around, wondering if someone had farted, but it just wasn't going away. Several students had started to move away from him and sit elsewhere.

Toby's eyes went wide. Was it him? Did he smell that bad? He was about to lift his arm to check when he heard a squeak behind him, the desk shifting. Toby glanced over his shoulder and was so surprised he nearly fell out of his seat. The goth boy was sitting right behind him, pulling his own notebook out of his patch covered backpack. Toby's eyes were wide before he looked forward, blushing again. It was clear the smell was coming from him, but... it was him. The goth boy had sat right next to him... If he moved, he'd spoil whatever connection they were forming. Toby swore to himself that he wouldn't put that at risk.

"Hey, do you have an extra pen I could borrow?" came an earthy, smooth voice from behind him. Toby's heart jumped. He reached into his backpack and pulled out five gel pens.

"What color do you want?" Toby asked, his voice almost cracking. The goth gave a lopsided smile again.

"Black." He replied. Toby blushed before nodding. He should have known, it was obvious. The goth accepted the pen before bowing his head, "I'm Salem." He stated.

"Oh, I'm Tobias... Or Toby, or whatever you want to call me." Toby said excitedly. The goth smiled.

"How 'bout never late for dinner? Or friend?" Salem asked.

"Oh yes, friend is great." Toby grinned. Salem smiled back before he started working on his papers. Toby looked forward again, almost bouncing out of his seat in excitement. The funky tang still flooded the air, but it was getting easier to manage, especially knowing that he had a new and exotic friend.

****

It had been very hard to make it through the class and impossible to pay attention to the teacher. Toby had spent the entire period wishing he was sitting behind Salem so he could get a good look at him, watch him, study him. All he could take solace in was the occasional bump of a knee in his back and the smell. It was incredibly odd, but Toby almost felt good about the smell. It was so strong that it chased the other students away, meaning he had no competition. As hard as it was to take, Toby loved that... but now class had ended... it was time to move on.

Toby dumped everything into his backpack and turned around, looking at Salem. Salem was just finishing up putting things into his own bag before he stood... coming eye to nose with Toby. In reality they were only two inches different in height, but it was enough to notice that Salem was shorter. Somewhere in the back of Toby's mind that made him want to hug the goth all the more. He quickly blushed and pushed that thought away.

"So what's your next class, friend?" Salem asked. Toby felt light headed from his excitement, at least until the answer bubbled up in his brain.

"Oh, psychology... It's in one of the portable buildings... It's a shame, I really would have liked to-" Toby was interrupted.

"That's my next class too, we can walk together." Salem said, reaching out to take Toby's hand. When their skin touched it was like a bolt of electricity jumped through the nerd. His chest spasmed as he tried to breath before he smiled, looking down. Right there, in plain sight for all to see, their fingers were entwined... Black fingernails and natural nails side by side, rings pressing against his flesh. Toby gave the hand a tight squeeze.

"That sounds amazing." Toby whispered. Some of the other students started to whisper as they filed out of the room. Salem looked to them and Toby, wondering what the nerd was going to do, but he didn't let go. They kept holding hands. Salem looked around.

"So which way is it?" he asked. Toby blushed at that.

"Come on, I'll show you." Toby said, sliding his backpack on before he moved for the door. Salem followed after, moving to walk beside Tobias as they moved through the halls. There were soft sounds of disgust as Salem's smell moved through the hall. People gave them a wide birth, spreading out. Toby was amazed at the sort of bubble that formed around them. It was the first time in six and a half years he hadn't had to push through crowds.

"So did you move here just for the last semester of school?" Toby asked as they walked.

"Yeah, kinda rough to start over, I was a king at my last school." Salem admitted.

"That must have been nice. I don't think you're going to make a lot of points by hanging out with me though." Toby said sadly, leading Salem out onto the second floor balcony, then down the stairs that led to the ground floor. From there they could walk around the cafeteria and out to the portables.

"I'm not so sure about that. I'm a pretty special guy, and by being with me you'll be special too." Salem smiled.

"I know you're unique, I could see it when you got here this morning." Toby admitted.

"I saw you looking, remember?" Salem asked. Toby nodded before blushing, moving down the last set of stairs to get to the ground floor.

"Sorry if I was creepy." Toby admitted.

"No, I'm glad. It was my good luck to meet another gay boy so soon." Salem admitted. Toby stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes going wide.

"I... I'm not gay..." Toby whispered. Salem turned to face Toby and looked into his eyes for a long moment.

"Do you want to be?" he whispered before leaning in to kiss Toby. Toby gasped as their lips met but soon his shoulders went limp and he stood there. Salem expertly worked his lips against Toby's, kissing him with intimacy and skill before he pulled back. Toby looked drunk with lust, but more than that, the black lipstick had rubbed off a bit, making Toby's lips darker. Salem reached up and stroked Toby's chin with a finger, "Are you going to show me the rest of the way?" he whispered. Toby gave a gentle nod and began walking forward again, a large bulge forming in his pants. He had just had his first kiss... and it was amazing.

****

The portable door swung open and the students spilled out of psychology class, trying to get away from the pent up stink. Toby had almost forgotten about the smell during the hour and thought they were just excited to get to their next class. It was always a fairly interesting class with Mister Lee, but Tobias hadn't heard a word of it. He'd been off in his own dreamland, thinking about that kiss. He couldn't believe Salem actually asked him if he wanted to be gay, and then kissed him. It was like something out of a dream. Toby almost stumbled out of the classroom in a daze, moving to step down the wood steps. His foot moved out over the brink but as he leaned forward, he seemed to hover in air for a moment.

"What the hell?" he asked softly before he looked back, realizing that Salem had grabbed onto his belt loop. Salem pulled him back onto the porch of the portable.

"What's your next class?" Salem asked.

"Gym..." Toby admitted.

"Oh that sucks... Let's go have a smoke instead." Salem offered. Toby did a double take.

"Skip class... and smoke?" Toby asked in shock. Salem laughed.

"Yeah, c'mon, it'll be fun. Maybe we can kiss some more, you really seemed to like that." Salem whispered. Toby's heart skipped a beat. It spat in the face of his entire life of obedience, of following rules... and he loved it.

"Yeah, let's go. I don't know if I'll smoke though." He said. Salem looked deep into Toby's eyes.

"But it's so sexy when guys smoke, don't you want to be sexy? You'll be so cool..." Salem whispered. Toby gasped softly, gazing into those deep dark eyes.

"Okay, I'll give it a try..." Toby whispered. He didn't know why, but he wanted to make Salem happy, he'd do anything to make him happy. Salem grinned and took Toby's hand, leading him off around the fence and out onto the track, heading for the edge of the school grounds. Toby kept glancing over his shoulder, looking for campus security but he never saw anyone. Salem chuckled and Toby glanced back, "You smile more than I'd expect a goth to."

"Well, that's sort of a misconception. Goths enjoy horror and romance in equal measure, seeing the good even in the darkest parts of life... and it's hard not to enjoy rebellion, especially in one as innocent as you were." Salem said with a grin.

"So you could tell I am innocent, huh?" Toby asked gently.

"I said were... I'm getting you to skip class and smoke and stuff, right? Very hot." Salem said, reaching over to stroke Toby's cheek, his thumb rubbing the stubble there.

"What is it?" Toby asked in surprise.

"I think you should stop shaving..." Salem said, "I bet you could grow some wicked sideburns." He whispered. Toby shuddered in delight at the concept.

"Okay." He whispered happily. Salem grinned, gazing back ahead. The two made it out of the last fence and off school property. A small creek ran around the edge of the school, cascading across rocks beneath a bridge that ran to the other side. Salem moved down the slope of the embankment and down under the bridge. Toby looked around before he followed, keeping close to the walls. The underside of the bridge had seen better times; it was sprawled over with graffiti.

"This is a good spot, I bet we'll find lots of them over the next few days." Salem said, reaching into his pocket to pull out a package of cigarettes. He pulled one out and brought it to his lips before lighting it. Toby was surprised by the cigarette's color; the paper wrapping dyed a deep charcoal color.

"It's black." Toby commented. Salem smirked.

"Yeah, I'm a goth." He replied with a smirk, offering the pack to Toby. He reached out and hesitantly withdrew the cigarette, looking at it. It felt lighter than he imagined. It seemed so simple for something causing so much grief. He brought it to his lips and Salem reached out, lighting the end. Toby took a soft draw and soon the smoke filled his mouth. He didn't dare let it deep yet, not until he got used to it... and it was going to take a lot of getting used to. The stuff was absolutely foul. Toby exhaled and watched the smoke billow out from his lips. He glanced over to Salem and grinned before he took another draw. This time the smoke went deeper into his lungs. It stung and burned but he kept from couching, exhaling again.

"Hey, I think I'm getting the hang of this." Toby said, looking to Salem, holding the cigarette between his fingers. Salem leaned over and pressed their lips together, kissing again. Soon Toby felt a tongue probing at his lips and he let them part, welcoming Salem's tongue into his mouth. Their tongues danced and played together, the smell of the foul smoke exchanged between their mouths. It was such a strange flavor, earthy and musky and spicy all at the same time... and Toby could smell it on Salem's skin, in his hair. It was just one more layer to the aroma of the man he loved. Toby shuddered, continuing the kiss in deep excitement. He never wanted that moment to end.

****

The day had flown by for Tobias, but he felt as if he was in some sort of heaven on Earth. They'd completely skipped gym, smoking and kissing but made it back in time for web design, history and then social studies. It seemed like Salem's rebelliousness was infectious. Toby had been feeling bolder all day long. He told the jocks to shove off when they tried to be gallant. He even made a few jokes at his teachers' expense. They were so stunned by Toby's change in behavior that they hadn't called them on it, but to Toby's surprise, Salem had somehow managed to share every class with him. None of the teachers questioned it, he was on all their rosters. It was pure dumb luck... and with that, the final bell of the day rung.

"Thank god..." Toby moaned, glancing to Salem, "I'm dying for a smoke." He muttered under his breath. Salem grinned at that comment.

"How about I give you a ride, we can take our time." Salem said. Toby's eyes went wide with delight.

"Fucking awesome man..." Toby muttered. The two sprung up and moved out of the classroom, moving down the stairs at the north end of the building before coming out of the double doors. The street beyond was filled with school busses and the sea of students. Several of Toby's acquaintances grinned as they saw him come out of the school, but soon looked confused as he turned, walking along the sidewalk with Salem. Salem slowly turned his head, looking to the nerds on the bus as a grin crossed his lips before he looked back, listening to everything Toby was saying... Slowly Salem put his arm over Toby's shoulders possessively. The nerd belonged to him now.

****

Deep base music ripped through Toby's body as the car rolled down the road. Salem had the sweetest Camaro he'd ever seen, black as night with two silver lines down the center. It growled with power. Toby drew on his cigarette, exhaling the smoke out of the window before tossing his cigarette. He'd savored his a bit longer than Salem had, but all good things had to come to an end. Toby leaned back in the seat; his legs spread wide, a grin on his face. He felt as if he was precisely where he was meant to be. He was a cool kid with another cool kid in a cool car. All was right with the world. Salem glanced over, looking at his friend.

"You wanna hang at my place for a while?" Salem asked.

"Sure man, that sounds awesome." Toby grinned. He knew he usually did chores after school, but he was tired of doing all the grunt work. That was for his mom to worry about. Salem grinned wide, turning off onto the side streets, navigating his way through the neighborhoods. Toby was usually pretty good at navigation but they took so many strange turns and side streets that Toby got lost pretty quickly. Still, he trusted Toby and knew he was in good company.

After about twenty minutes the camaro pulled up into a driveway outside an old 70's ranch style home. It was a bit run down with a bamboo curtain hanging in front of the main window outside, an old weathered wooden fence and overgrown grass. Toby swung his legs out of the car and stretched before he moved up toward the house, glancing around. There was a small pond off to one side, covered with a thin sheen of scum but all around it were unusual flowers that almost looked like they were made of rubber, the stems surrounded by a bright yellow hood.

"You coming inside?" Salem asked from the door of the house. Toby gave a nod and followed after, moving into the house and leaving the thoughts of the decorations inside. Once inside, Toby had to do a double take as the smell washed over him. The house smelled quite ripe. It was pungent with the smell of soured clothes, old food and a general tang of something almost like...

"Dude, did a skunk die in your house?" Toby asked with a chuckle. Salem smirked.

"No skunks died in this house. What's wrong with you, afraid of a little smell?" Salem asked. Toby puffed his chest up.

"I'm not afraid of any smell." He retorted. Salem grinned, grabbing the nerd by the belt, pulling him close. The two kissed yet again, but this time it was more intimate than before. Salem wrapped his arms around Toby's waist, Toby ensnared Salem's neck. Their lips mashed together, air passed through their noses and their groins pressed tight. Toby began to hump against Salem but Salem pulled back. Toby thrust harder, trying to make up the difference, but again Salem pulled back. At first Toby felt rejected, but as they toppled back into an over-stuffed black recliner, it became apparent that Salem was just trying to get more comfortable. Toby deepened the kiss, more turned on that he'd ever been. His hands reached for Salem's belt but Salem broke the kiss.

"Ah ah, not just yet. You need to earn it..." Salem whispered. Toby gave his friend a soft grin, tilting his head.

"You're a strange man Salem... Fine, what do you want me to do?" Toby asked.

"Suck my toes." Salem said gently. Toby almost laughed.

"Your toes?" he asked. Salem nodded.

"I like you Toby; I want you to be my kinky pet... But I have to make sure you're up to the challenge. This is your first test." Salem said. Toby gazed into Salem's dark eyes before he slid off his lab, moving down to kneel at his feet. Toby started to untie Salem's boot laces, loosening them up before he pulled a boot off... and revealed a bare foot underneath. He looked back up in surprise.

"No socks?" Toby asked. Salem grinned and shook his head. Toby lifted the boot and sniffed at it before his nose curled and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. He let out a whoop of shock before he shook his head and recovered, moving to untie the other booth and remove it. It clunked heavily to the carpet, leaving both feet exposed. While Salem wasn't the tallest student at the school, his feet were pretty large. His soles were long, his heels wide, his toes perfectly defined. Toby looked at them for a long moment. They were nice feet at least.

Slowly Toby wrapped his hand around Salem's right foot and lifted it up, leaning in. He cringed a bit from the strength of the smell, but if that was what he had to do, he'd do it. His lips parted, his tongue emerged and he drew the tongue up along the flesh slowly. Salem shuddered in delight, his fingers digging into the arms of the chair. Toby started to lick and slurp up Salem's foot repeatedly, nuzzling it, placing soft kisses over the flesh. As Toby reached he top of the foot, his nose nuzzled between the toes. Again the scent was overwhelming, but somewhere beneath the funk of it, Toby was starting to detect a variable cornucopia of delightful smells. His eyes widened in epiphany before he moved to his next target.

Salem shivered in bliss as he felt Toby's lips part over his big toe, taking it in. Toby bobbed his head up and down, sucking it, working his tongue around between the next toe before he pulled back. Soon Toby's tongue snaked in and out between each toe before he sucked off the next digit, then the next. With each lick and nuzzle he was worshipping more and more, entranced by the foot. Soon Toby even started to moan, blood rushing into his cock. He never thought feet would have turned him on before, but they were addictive... So shapely, so perfect, so manly. Toby grunted, sucking off the little toe last before he kissed all over the foot and slowly lowered it to the carpet.

As Toby raised Salem's left foot, he began to shiver in anticipation. It was a blank slate, not yet worshipped. He could start with the big to e or the little toe, even in the middle. There were so many options, but he had a feeling that Salem would like consistency. Toby leaned into the foot, nuzzling the heel before licking it, working his way up and down, then up again. He cleaned between each toe with his tongue before he plopped the big toe in, sucking on it eagerly. His cheeks contracted around the toe as he gazed up, peering over the rim of his rectangular glasses at Salem.

Salem gazed down at Toby with a grin and leaned forward, reaching down to pet his head. Toby's eyes slipped shut, feeling so rewarded and so loved. He sucked off that toe for all he was worth before moving onto the next, working it like a pro. Toby had made it to Salem's middle toe when he heard a noise, a zipping noise. He opened his eyes and looked up just in time to see the most wonderful sight ever. Rising like an ancient obelisk, Salem's shaft stretched out from his fly. The goth wrapped his fingers around the shaft, sliding them up and down, encouraging it to grow and grow. Toby had forgotten why he was worshipping the feet, realizing that was his ultimate goal... but the feet were so delicious. He'd get the best of both worlds.

Toby moved to suck off the next toe, not skimping on any focus or rushing matters. He sucked it off well before moving to the little toe. Salem was impressed by his partner's focus and care, he was so gentle and yet so skilled. As Toby slipped his lips off the little toe, he almost came, his body shuddering... but it was too soon for that. Slowly Toby crawled back up Salem's legs before he leaned in, nuzzling Salem's hand with his face. Salem withdrew his fingers, revealing the cock.

"Are you my eager bitch? Are you going to serve me now and always?" Salem murmured. Toby moaned softly.

"Oh yes, I am... and I will." Toby whispered before his tongue emerged, sliding up Salem's shaft. It seemed working on the feet had only caused his saliva to increase, flowing freely. His lips spread over the head of Salem's shaft before he pushed down, taking more and more in. Salem reached to tangle his fingers in Toby's hair, guiding him down. Toby felt the cock slide over his tongue, guiding it between his teeth and toward the back of his throat. Salem suddenly thrust, taking it deeper. Toby felt his gag reflex starting to kick in but a short burst of salty pre from Salem's shaft seemed to oddly suppress it. Toby shivered before he moved over the manhood even more, taking in a few more inches before his face plunged into the goth's bush.

Salem moaned happily, holding Toby to his groin. The head of his shaft was brushing the back of Toby's throat, teasing the flesh beyond... but slowly the cock seemed to grow in Toby's mouth, pushing down the back. Toby was surprised at first but assumed that Salem hadn't been fully hard. He sucked his friend off for all he was worth, his face completely buried. He nuzzled the thick bush, felt his chin resting on the plump balls through the jeans, the zipper of the fly brushing his cheeks... and then he felt the tug at his hair.

Toby pulled back almost all the way off of Salem's cock, but then, as if gravity was pulling him, he plunged back down tight. Salem grunted as his cock pushed into Toby's throat. Toby shivered, his throat tugging and massaging at the intruder. Again Toby pulled back and came down again, starting to build up a rhythm. His eyes were shut, locked in lust and the pattern of sliding up and down. He was completely dedicated to Salem... and Salem couldn't have been happier.

As Toby sucked him off, Salem was reveling in the glories of being him. He had spent all day guiding and corrupting Toby and it was just as rewarding as his first conquest. After so many years he would have expected it to get less fun, but it never did. Every school was a new opportunity, a new chance, new fun... and Tobias was so fun to play with. Salem watched the boy work his rod, dripping with the stink of rebellion when that morning he'd smelled lily white with innocence. Salem knew the boy would go very far indeed... but they both seemed to be going the distance already.

"Oh fuck, yes... Yes Toby! Suck me off!" Salem howled, encouraging the boy even further. Toby did as he was told, sucking harder, bobbing faster. Sweat beaded across his forehead and soaked into his shirt as he worked, but soon he could feel Salem stirring even more. Salem moaned and grunted before his head tipped back and he let out a deep howl... and then he came. Toby was surprised by how thick and hot the cum pouring down his throat was. At first he was content to let it spray right down to his belly, but then he realized how much he was missing out on.

Toby slid back until the cock rested in his mouth, his cheeks bulging with the force of the cum. He gulped and gulped, savoring the salty, earthy taste as it coated his tongue. It was the best stuff he'd ever tasted, ever smelled. It was so slick, so amazing. He wanted it all over him... and then Toby realized that was easy enough to accomplish. The nerd wrapped his hands around the goth's shaft before be pulled it out of his mouth. The stream of sperm splashed across his face before it dribbled all over his shirt and then pants. Toby moved Salem's cock, showering himself with it, getting it in his hair, coating his glasses. When his entire front side was saturated, he popped the cock back into his mouth, nursing the cum from it until at last Salem's load ran dry.

Salem collapsed back into the chair, panting hard. He went limp, laying there in his after glow, barely able to gain the strength to look at Toby, but boy was it a worthwhile sight. The nerd was completely soaked, kneeling before him. There was cum all over him, but there seemed to be a particular concentration on the nerd's groin, the cum pushing out of the cloth rather than soaking in. Salem slowly grinned.

"Did you cum, my bitch?" Salem asked. Toby nodded happily. Salem smirked, "Good boy... You deserve a treat. I'm going to let you wear my clothes home so you can get rest before tomorrow." Salem said. Toby's jaw dropped.

"Your clothes? Really? I... wow, that's hot. Will I look good as a goth?" he whispered.

"You'll look amazing..." Salem whispered, but in his mind he knew that Toby would smell even better... He couldn't wait to see the look on people's faces.

****

Toby moved through the halls of the school, coming up to his locker. He reached out and turned the dial, his fingernails glistening black in the light. It had been an amazingly fast week for him. It was true what they said about time flying when you were having fun. It went even faster when you didn't give a damn about school. Toby hadn't had to push through any crowd, everyone gave him a wide birth because of the smell he had taken on. He hadn't really noticed, but after four days of wearing the same set of Salem's dirty clothes, he was pretty rank. Toby hung up his backpack in his locker, having no intention of doing homework that weekend.

The door to the locker slammed and Toby turned to make his way to the parking lot. He walked past the chemistry buildings and moved out through the new wing of the school. Compared to the off-whites and tans of most of the old building, the new wing still stuck out several years after its completion. The walls were white and the windows were very reflective... reflective enough that Toby's image was perfectly mirrored.

In a few short days he was almost unrecognizable. His brown hair seemed somehow darker, as if it hadn't seen son in weeks. It was greasy and shaggy, unkempt. Equally unkempt was his face. He'd grown out the start of a mustache and sideburns, the hair unruly and soft almost like fur. His eyes were dark behind his glasses and his lips were as black as Salem's. In general his skin seemed more pale, making the darkness of his hair stand out more... and much to Toby's pride, two new silver earrings dangled from his ears, giving him a bit more of an edge.

The former nerd was still garbed in one of Salem's old black hooded shirts. The pouch was stuffed with a pack of cigarettes, a lighter and various other assorted accessories. The jeans Toby wore were almost too tight for him, showing off the curves of his but and his package for any and all to see, and the old boots were ones Salem had outgrown. They had seemed huge when Toby put them on but everyday they seemed just a bit shorter. Toby moved down the stairs before emerging from the building jut outside the wood shop. Salem was waiting over by his car, leaning against the door.

"Hey there hottie." Salem grinned.

"Hey there bromeo, I missed you!" Toby exclaimed, running over. He all but leapt on Toby, giving the goth boy a kiss. They had only been separated for half a day, but to Toby it was an eternity. Salem reached around to give Toby's ass a squeeze as they embraced.

"I've got my surprise ready for you." Salem whispered.

"I've been wondering what it was all day." Toby replied.

"You're going to love it, I promise... Come on." Salem said, moving to get into the car. Toby darted around to the other side before climbing in. They pulled the doors shut and their seatbelts on, but no sooner had Salem gotten the car on before Toby had undone the driver's fly. Toby withdrew Salem's cock and leaned down to lick and nuzzle it. Salem shuddered happily, carefully pulling the car out before moving onto the street. They drove past several classmates that assumed Salem was grinning just because he had the best car on the lot. If only they knew the truth.

Toby continued bobbing his head up and down eagerly, sucking Salem off. He could sort of feel that they had turned the wrong way, heading towards the main roads rather than the side ones... but he was in for the ride, the adventure. He would go anywhere that Salem led. Salem knew this, deep down. He could barely contain his excitement as he headed towards the wilderness, panting gently as his eyes turned darker and his ears started to stretch ever so slightly into points. It wouldn't be long now.

****

The drive had been somewhat long considering the distance they had to cover, but Toby had certainly made the time pass more quickly. He had sucked Salem off twice before jerking himself off, splattering cum all over his shirt. The radio had blasted its deep tones, but as they left the city behind, Salem had turned the radio off. Toby had started paying more attention to his surroundings, to the thick trees, the lush grass, the splendor of it all. The sun was setting, the sky blazing with orange and purple. It was very beautiful, especially as Salem turned off onto a side road... or path. Whatever it was, it looked as though it had only been visited recently. After five minutes of bumpy wilderness, Salem came to a stop and turned the car off. Silence pervaded. Toby looked over at his lover in awe.

"This is so beautiful, it's amazing..." he whispered.

"It's good to be close to nature, because nature is a deep part of us all." Salem said, opening his door and taking his seatbelt off. Toby lumbered out of the car, his feet snapping the twigs beneath his feet. He moved away from the car, looking up at the trees and not where he was going. His foot caught a low branch and he tumbled forward and over a hillside, rolling a short ways before he came to an unceremonious stop. Toby felt embarrassed but he also felt like laughing at his stupidity. As he raised his head to call out to Salem, he stopped.

The ground he had come to a rest on was cleared of all Earth, the plants and dirt taken back, revealing stone beneath... stone that had been carved. Toby realized that he was resting in the center of a geometric pattern, a pentagram to be precise. At the edges of the star were circles, each circle connected by a curved line that formed a larger circle. Toby looked at the pattern, sitting up, looking around. Salem appeared at the top of the hill, his trench coat flapping in the light breeze behind him.

"Is this the surprise?" Toby asked, looking up to Salem. Salem grinned softly, walking down towards Toby, stopping at the edge of the circle.

"Part of it... It's time for you to learn who I really am Tobias." Salem whispered, "I... am a demon." He whispered. As he uttered the words, the rest of his eyes turned solid black. His ears grew more pointed and a musky breeze began to blow over the grove.

"A demon? A real demon?" Toby asked in shock, his heart racing. He could hardly believe it. Salem grinned.

"Oh not just any demon, a stink demon, a demon of corruption." Salem said, reaching up. He unbuttoned his jacket and pulled it off, casting it aside. Next came his shirt. As he worked, his black fingernails stretched out into claws. Toby was torn between lust, confusion and fear.

"Were you sent here to corrupt others? Like me?" Toby asked. Salem almost laughed, revealing his bare torso as he tossed his shirt. His clawed hands went to his pants, parts of his fingertips and palms swelling as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans.

"Actually, I escaped hell... Skipped out just like we skipped classes. I was a pretty low level minion there, just supposed to make the horrible scents to torture the souls there. But here, in the human realm? I am so much more powerful... I can create demons, I can rule entire schools. I've been doing it for decades. It's so much fun to twist all the young men to my will, to make them as foul and nasty as me... but no one's ever taken to it quite like you, I'm truly impressed." Salem whispered. His pants dropped, revealing no boxers or undergarments. His cock was in a state of raging erection. Despite the revelations that had revealed to Tobias, seeing that cock made him hunger for it. He licked his lips and moved to start crawling toward Salem. Salem cooed in delight before reaching to stroke his cock.

"You want this, don't you?" the demon whispered. Toby nodded softly. Salem grinned more, "Then you have to earn it." He replied.

"What do I have to do?" Toby asked. Salem grinned.

"You have to see me in my true form... and submit. Give yourself to me, body and soul." Salem whispered.

"Oh yes, I want that..." Toby whimpered. Salem chuckled, holding out his hands again. The circles around the pentagram burst to life as flame escaped, filling the air with the faint odor of brimstone and sulfur, but it was nothing compared to the scents Salem was capable of producing himself. The flames grew hotter and hotter before Toby's clothes ignited. Toby let out a yelp, but the fire did not touch him, did not hurt him. The clothes frizzled away, turning to ash that blew away in the wind, leaving Toby naked.

The two stood naked, one in the pentagram, the other at the edge. The fires grew more intense, but rather than putting out light, it was as if they were consuming it. The grove grew darker and darker until it looked like night, only the light of the fire washed over them both... and it was oh so warm. Toby shuddered, but his eyes couldn't leave Salem, not after all they'd been through. Salem held his arms out over the fire, basking in the glow and the heat before he tipped his head back, embracing it.

Toby gasped gently as he saw part of Salem turn black, fearing he had been burned - but he soon realized the darkness was a patch of black... fur. The fur grew out across the back of his hands, curling around his palms and across his fingers, growing everywhere but the paw pads Toby hadn't noticed. The claws pushed out further from his fingers as the fur crept back up his arms, caressing his pale skin. It almost was as if he was wearing black fur sleeves, but it was very nice... and very shiny.

The fur continued to spread up Salem's body, reaching his shoulders. It spread across the mantle of flesh, growing in thick clumps of rich black fur, but as the strands started to grow out across his chest, they drained of almost all color. Toby watched in wonder as yellowed fur grew out on Salem's chest, obscuring his nipples, covering his stomach and growing into his bush. The hair there grew soft and lost all color as well, graduating into a soft mix and then black as fur grew out over his plump sack. The fur had obviously grown down his back as well as it came over his ribs, encasing his torso in fur.

Even as the growing pelt spread down Salem's legs, his leg hair grew softer and thicker, forming into a black coat of fur as well. The fur grew down into his boots, spreading them wider and wider before the leather burst, revealing large paws. The pads swelled up, the claws grew out and fur covered it all. Toby shuddered, nearly cumming again as he saw how big those delicious paws were. His eyes trailed back up to Salem's face, watching.

The demon's eyes were glassy and black, but so far the fur was still climbing his neck. It remained white on his throat and then his chin, but clack on the sides and his cheeks. As the fur connected to his goatee, the silver dye turned white and left the tuft a bit longer. His cheeks grew fuzzy, then his nose and around his eyes. His ears were even covered over. As the fur spread across his forehead, the last of his human flesh disappeared. Even his nose had grown black and rubbery.

Toby watched in wonder as Salem's silver hair dye turned white as well, the stripe heading down his neck to disappear over his shoulders. Salem clenched his paws as his face contorted and stretched. His mouth pushed forward, his jaw narrowing and his teeth elongating. His fuzzy ears began pushing up on his head, ruffling through the hair before sticking out at the top. Toby was entranced watching the muzzle grow into that of a fine skunk... and as the last bone clicked into place, the shadow itself seemed to gather around Salem.

The darkness and evil of the area collected, forming together and condensing until an enormous ail appeared behind Salem. The thick mass flicked about behind his supple ass, black with off-white stripes. Salem stretched before he sighed in contentment. He truly enjoyed his true form. He glanced over at Toby with a smirk, turning one way and then the other, giving the human a good show. Toby began crawling toward Salem on his hands and knees panting. Salem knew it was time.

The large skunk dropped to all fours and turned away from Toby. His tail lifted up, tensed... and then the spray was released. The fog was almost green as the moisture flecked at Toby, clinging to his skin, emitting an odor so foul that the grass in the grove started to turn brown. Toby's eyes watered and he coughed and spluttered, his lungs burning and his skin tingling. It was a god awful scent, the worst he'd ever imagined... but just as with the feet, somewhere beneath the torture and pain, there was something nice, something lovely. Toby didn't just tolerate it, he loved that stink... and he wanted more.

Toby charged to the edge of the pentagram and stuck his head under the tail, nuzzling up right against the scent glands. He opened his mouth wide, collecting the stink in his mouth before he swallowed it. Toby grunted and sputtered, it was so strong... but soon he leaned back and rubbed the spray all over himself. The tingling spread, his fingers ached and throbbed, and then it started.

As Toby's hands spread the stink over himself, his fingertips and palms started to throb. The skin started to swell, distorting as it pushed into pillowy pads. The pink flesh took on the green of the spray at first before darkening to a brownish color. His fingertips were all rounded, his palms thick with pads, and then his fingernails started to change. The quick tingled as the nails pushed out an accelerated pace, stretching into points and thickening. Slowly the nails curved down to form claws, but they also sunk down into his fingers, the flesh growing over the top. It was clear they were anchored far better.

At long last Salem's spray came to an end. Toby tried to nuzzle the skunk's ass, but the demon turned around to face Tobias. He reached his paws out and pushed him onto his back, moving to straddle the changing human. Toby grunted in delight at that before he humped upwards listlessly, his body soaked completely in the stink. Salem leaned down, bringing his muzzle to the human's lips, kissing him. Toby reached up to hold Salem's head to his, fully embracing it.

As the stink marinated on the human's body, it began to trigger more changes. Toby's greasy brown hair darkened further, turning black in a few moments. His sideburns and mustache thickened, stubble crept out across the rest of his face... but the stubble on his chin was colorless, remaining white. It grew thicker, forming a soft furry beard of sorts. The hair on his arms and legs grew softer and darker, turning black. Slowly more strands pushed out, making the hair dense enough that the skin disappeared beneath it all. The hair continued out across the backs of his hands and fingers, then in the spaces between his paw pads His legs and arms were soon covered, his hands as well.

The sparse dusting of hair on the former nerd's chest turned white and began spreading out, surrounding his nipples, covering his pecs before creeping down his chest. Salem broke the kiss and moved to lick and slurp at Toby's neck, his paw moving to stroke and pet Toby's belly as the fur covered his abs. Toby shivered in delight, his cock throbbing with need. The fur kept growing down his stomach before it meshed with his bush, the hair converting into fur easily enough before the black fur sprouted from his sack.

Salem moved to bring his paws to Toby's hips before he hoisted them up. Toby's legs dangled in mid air before they came down on the skunk's shoulders. Toby was surprised, but it felt as if they had always belonged there. Salem scooted forward, bringing the head of his cock to Toby's ass before he began pushing in. Toby grunted as he felt the ring spread wide around the shaft, also cooing as he felt soft black fur growing over his ass cheeks. His cheeks pulled apart a little as the muscles changed, making more room for Salem to enter the changing human, and that Salem did.

Toby grunted as the shaft slid in and out of him, making it deeper each time. He kicked and grunted, his toes stretching and ankles thickening as paw pads formed on his toes and the base of his feet. Soon his toenails stretched into claws as well, sinking into the digits. The black fur covering his legs moved down over his feet, covering every centimeter of human flesh, leaving his skunk flesh bare. Toby moaned hard, clenching down around Salem, trying to please him as much as possible.

Salem continued to fuck Toby hard, holding onto his hips as he speared into him. He watched the fur creep up Toby's cheeks and around his eyes, covering his eyelids and his nose. The fur moved almost all the way to the end before the tip of the nose turned black and rubbery. The nostrils tilted foreword and the nose changed just a bit. Even the human's lips turned black before his jaw creaked and started to grow. Toby panted softly, his hot breath casting over omnivorous teeth as they became wilder. His tongue grew longer and soon his face stretched out as well. At first it only shifted by centimeters every few seconds, but soon it elongated by inches.

Toby found it hard to conceptualize gaining a muzzle, but it was almost as if his face was growing erect. The mouth would surge forward, taking the nostrils with it, forcing the bridge of the nose to grow. With a few more growth spurts, Toby's face was as long and narrow as Salem's... but the change was far from over. As amazing as Toby felt with Salem's skunk cock in his ass, his heart skipped a beat as his hearing went away. He was suddenly trapped in his skull, completely deaf. He felt his ears tingling and pulsing, the hair rubbing all over them... and then the ears came to a stop on the top of his head. There was a faint pop and the hearing flooded back to him.

"Oh yes, that's the stuff..." Toby moaned, relieved that he could hear again. His ears twitched as they finished growing the last of their fur, folding down and then springing back up as he got used to the new muscles. Salem let go of Toby's hips and moved to rub his paws all over the new skunk's furry chest and belly before he grabbed Toby's cock. Toby panted hard as the animalistic fingers formed around his shaft. He thrust into the hand, gravity pulling him back down onto Salem's shaft. It was a good system.

The two moved in fluid grace, like they were designed to be part of one another... but a strange tension was building in Toby, one he had not felt before. His tailbone ached, hurting, almost as if he had sat on it wrong or maybe even broken it, but with him on his pack, the tailbone was free to start stretching out from his pelvis. His hips widened, growing curved and more dramatic. The flesh around the tailbone hoisted up before it started widening. His tailbone wasn't just growing outwards and larger, it was spreading into a more complex system. New bones grew in between old bones, the tip elongating inch by inch. Thick black fur covered the growing nub but part of the fur bleached out to make white lines.

The new tail extruded out behind Toby, sliding beneath Salem and out behind him. Every inch it grew longer, it grew wider as well until the base crossed from one side of Toby's ribs to the other, settled just above the cleft of his ass. The fur was thick and delightful, soft and plush. It was stretched out beneath Salem almost like a bed, but that kept his ass and balls and cock all right at easy access for the demon skunk to get to. Salem was relentless as he slammed into Toby's hole, picking up the pace.

As Toby's body finally finished changing, he was left a fuzzy black and white skunk man at the mercy of a demon, and Salem could afford no mercy. The speed of his thrusts doubled, the power was fast and the thrusts were merciless. He didn't hold back in the slightest, not wanting to do anything to keep him or his partner from pleasure.. Salem worked himself into a frenzy before he felt his balls pulse, his cock throb... and then he tilted his cock, slamming into Toby's prostate like a jack hammer.

Every muscle in Toby's body went stiff at once; his toes curled, his tail wrenched up, his nose wrinkled and his cock began to spray thick jets of yellowed skunk cum all over his stomach and chest. Toby howled out in passion, clenching down tight around Salem's cock... but he also activated his brand new anatomy, sending out a cloud of green skunk spray that soaked Salem's underside and tail thick with stink. Salem shuddered in delight before he unleashed his own stink glands, spraying Toby back, the two marking each other.

Salem tilted his head back, his cock pulsing as he began pumping his demon seed into his mate, filling him full with steaming hot sperm. Salem gave a few more good thrusts to churn the cum inside of Toby until he slid deeply into his mate, lying down across his cum covered chest. As their bodies touched, Toby's sperm soaked into Salem's fur, further tainting the yellowish white fur. Salem tilted his head, bringing his muzzle around Toby's. Toby's lips parted and the two exchanged a deep seeded kiss. The two kissed for what seemed like an eternity, long enough for the fires to go out and true night to be revealed. The moon rose above them, the two creatures of the night, fully embraced in love, lust and dedication.

****

While the weekend had been anxiously awaited by the students ill prepared to return to school after spring break, it was all too short and soon they were heading back to the grind. The school busses lumbered up on the north side of the school, releasing their weary passengers. The gossip of the strange new goth student had spread like wildfire, especially when Toby had been drawn into it all. The few that hadn't heard at school had found out from their friends over the weekend, so when Salem's camaro came pulling into the parking lot, everyone was prepared with their best jabs to make fun of the stinky student.

The car rumbled to a stop before the door swung open. Glistening black boots touched down onto the cement before Salem rose to his feet, the sunrise glinting off of his aviator sunglasses. He reached up to pull the cigarette from his mouth, expelling a deep cloud of foul smoke before he tossed the cigarette to the ground, practically daring anyone to say something about it. When none did, Salem glanced over to the other side of the car with a proud grin on his face. The passenger door swung open and Toby stepped out.

Thick, rough boots touched down on the ground, gripping the cement as the senior rose to his feet. A long, thick leather duster jacket rippled behind Toby's back in the wind, running all the way up to his neck with a high collar. A short but dense black beard hugged his face and his shaggy, greasy black hair was unrestrained. His customary rectangular glasses had been replaced with top of the line rectangular sunglasses instead, so polarized that they reflected the school in perfect reflection.

The two Goths shut the car doors and moved onto the curb, following the sidewalk on their way to the school. While every student had rehearsed their teasing, not a single student was able to launch their hurtful jokes. They were too transfixed, too awe struck, too amazed. Two weeks earlier Toby had been the nerd they all were aware of in the backs of their mind but never remembered. Now he was one of the two most recognizable students in the school, dripping with coolness. Even his fingernails were still long and pointed, looking particularly dangerous. As they approached the doors, Toby reached out to open them for Salem, casting his friend a grin.

"You were right, they can't do anything but stare." Toby purred.

"It's your sexy ass... It's hypnotic." Salem smirked.

"Must be why you can't ever get enough of it." Toby smirked as they moved past the stairwell and into the main hall.

"Helplessly addicted, I do admit." Salem grinned.

"So, what's the plan for the day?" Toby asked.

"Maybe a class or two, get back into the swing of things, then a smoke break... but I figure we should keep our eyes peeled. I'm sure there's another lonely soul out there that would love for us to take care of him... Bring him close, teach him our ways." Salem said happily.

"Just have to hope they're bold enough to approach our awesome." Toby replied.

"Sometimes it'll surprise you; the meekest and mildest will take the biggest risks. That's how I got to know you, isn't it?" Salem grinned proudly.

"True enough." Toby replied, putting his arm around Salem's waist. The two passed the lockers, the trophy cases and the office before they turned through the double doors leading to the cafeteria. Rather than going left, they turned right and moved up the stairs, coming to a stop on the landing half way to the second floor. From there they had a wide view of the cafeteria below, buzzing with students preparing for the day ahead. It was almost like they were wolves looking at the herd for their next meal, but Toby knew he was far better than a wolf... He was a skunk, and damn proud of it.