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Part 3... Theory

Evening stole across the rooftops of Tom's mid-town neighborhood. The smell of barbecue and smoked meats was heavy on the wind, and despite the general laid back mood that permeated the neighborhood a number of men and teens were out working in their yards. This was a pretty typical Saturday afternoon where Tom lived, but he had no idea how peaceful the neighborhood truly was.

Like most Saturday evenings Tom was by himself at the house. His dad had called in to tell Tom that he was away on a business trip, and Tom's mother had left the day before to go visit a friend in another state. That meant Tom had the house to himself, but he was hoping for a visitor tonight.

Over the last twenty four hours Tom had experienced the most incredible relationship of his entire life. Tom's best friend, Dub, had come to Tom's house the night before, and after a crazy evening the two guys had ended up sleeping together for the first time. Tom wouldn't have pegged himself or Dub as gay, but neither teen had ever had a girlfriend before. They had always hung out together, so it made sense to be mates now that Tom thought about it.

At the moment Dub was supposed to be driving to his dad's house to pick up some clothes he could wear between now and Monday when they guys planned on going back to school. While the big guy was away Tom had resolved to cook him a delicious meal that would steal Dub's heart and make him Tom's forever. As romantic as the idea of cooking truly was, Tom had a small ulterior motive to cooking this meal.

Earlier that same day, while visiting The Shack with Dub, Tom had been looking for the restroom and had instead stumbled upon the kitchen. While inside the steamy kitchen Tom had lost control of his hair-covered pre-drooling cock and accidentally cum into the pot of chili that ended up going on his own table's chili cheese fries.

As horrifying as it was knowing that his new friends and Dub were eating his cum, Tom had been unable to warn anybody. In spite of his lack of resolve Tom had noticed that, while the other guys ate the cum-tainted chili, they had all sprouted beards and body hair! If that wasn't crazy enough, Tom had noticed that the consumption of the cum-tainted chili had also sped up Dub's hair growth, and the older man, Cook, had grown from hairy to downright hirsute before Tom's eyes.

Seeing all that hair growth occur all at once had gotten Tom thinking. He was certain most of the hair-growth he and Dub had experienced was because of the tonic they had been using, but what if it was Tom's cum that had cause the hair growth in the other guys? If that was so than Tom needed to know just how potent his cum truly was, and in order to do that he had to get Dub to eat more of it.

The thought of asking Dub to give him a blowjob had occurred to Tom, but one look at his cock and Tom discarded that thought. "Holy hell," Tom said in shock as he stood in the kitchen with his pants tugged down and his cock hanging free from his cum-soaked undies. Earlier that day at The Shack Tom had noticed his cock was covered with thick black hairs, but now those same hairs were more than an inch long, and just like the hair on Tom's hands each of the thicker hairs had a clump of thinner fuzzier hairs growing from the same pore. The whole thick mat of hair grew pointing down from Tom's cock head, but even that was drastically altered at this point.

Until today Tom had been circumcised, but he had realized this afternoon that his cock had somehow... uncircumcised itself, and that the odd fleshy skin covering his head was actually his own re-grown foreskin. Unfortunately, even the hair-covered foreskin didn't seem to protect Tom's cock from the strange hair growing all over his cock. When the foreskin was peeled back from his cock Tom's fleshy pre-soaked member was exposed to the air. The teen marveled at his hair-covered flesh when it was revealed. Instead of a rounded shape Tom's cock was more pointed now, and under his foreskin the whole fleshy red cock was covered in a coat of fuzzy black hair. The hair was far softer and silkier than the thicker, denser hair growing from his shaft and foreskin.

As strange as his new hairy parts were, Tom was equally impressed when he noticed that he had to have grown a bit since the last time he had been fully erect. The added length and girth brought the teen to an impressive twelve inches in length, and even without the fur he would have been reasonably thicker than before. Tom grasped his thick hairy cock and growled slightly at the pleasure he was feeling.

The touch of his hand on the hair felt so erotic, and Tom knew his cock was more sensitive now that it was practically fur-covered. Just the touch of his hand on the hairy rod made it surge to full mast, and once at full mast Tom noticed a small string of pre drool from the fleshy head of his cock. Pulling back his foreskin proved that Tom was indeed producing pre at an astounding rate. Tom couldn't help himself as he began to work the constant flow of pre over his hairy cock. The tingling sensation this caused almost made Tom cum right then and there, but instead of an orgasm the teen's cock clenched and a glob of musky yellow cum oozed out and into the teen's hands. This too was worked over the young man's hairy cock.

"Gotta focus Tom," the teen said to himself as he grabbed a huge cooking pot and positioned it on the floor below him. "Gotta think... about Dub... hair... oh fuck!"

Tom shuddered as his cock clenched a second time causing a blast of yellow cum to shoot down and into the pot at his feet. A little cum splattered out of the pot and hit Tom's legs, but the teen didn't notice it much. Instead he was focused on the incredible sensation of his cock clenching and shooting the yellow spunk. When the first blast passed Tom reached down to soak his hands in the last of the cum and then worked that onto his slick hairy cock.

"Ohhhh fuck," Tom groaned as he felt the queerest sensation. The teen swore he could feel his cock clenching again, but this time when the second blast of cum erupted from his fuzzy cock head Tom noticed that his cock also seemed to surge forward just a bit. It wasn't more than a quarter inch, but the increase in length was followed by a slight bulge in thickness as well. The sight of his foreskin pulling back a bit more than before made Tom growl in lust. "My... ugh... my cock is... growing!"

Three blasts of cum later and Tom was another inch longer and thick enough that his hand could no longer reach around his cock's girth. Tom didn't know quite how thick that made him, but he was sure he had to be thicker than Dub was last night. Surely Tom would have continued to grow, but he had realized too late that his pot was full and the cum was flowing over and onto the teen's bare feet and legs.

"Ohhh no," Tom said as a familiar tingle began to grow in his feet.

...

While Tom was busy cleaning up the mess he had just made Dub was dealing with a completely different mess. "What the FUCK dad?" Dub shouted as he stood in the middle of the living room with his hairy arms crossed over his chest. "It's none of you business what me and Tom do when we hang out!"

"None of my..." The older man in the room said angrily as he looked at his son's hair-covered face and neck. "It is painfully obvious son that you and Tom are doing some sort of... drugs... or maybe even steroids."

Dub growled in frustration as he reached up to touch the thick beard growing on his face. "I'm not doping dad. This is just for the spirit contest. I need to grow my hair out so I can cut it into a Mohawk."

"So now you're going to be some kind of hairy delinquent then? Is this how you thank your mother and I for all the years we spent putting a roof over your head and providing for you?" Dub's father looked so angry with his brows furrowed and his own hairy arms crossed over his gut. There was no mistaking the two men for father and son, but in the last two days Dub had surpassed his father in the manliness department.

"Listen dad," Dub held his hands up in defeat and frowned as he spoke. "I'm going to go crash at Tom's house for the weekend. I know you don't want me too, but I told Tom we could hang out, and he said he would even cook me dinner tonight." Dub explained and hoped his dad would let the doping accusation drop and leave him alone.

"Like hell you are," Dub's angry father replied. "If you walk out that door right now, after I told you to stay here tonight, you might as well not come back at all Douglas!"

"DON'T call me Douglas!" Tom roared as he raised his fists and lunged at his father.

The man flinched away from his larger, stronger, and hairier son. For years Dub's father, whose name was also Douglas, had been both physically and mentally abusive to his wife and son. Most days Dub just got yelled at, but when his father drank he also sometimes hit him. Tonight wasn't a drinking night, but as Dub lunged at his father he stopped himself abruptly. The sight of the man cowering from Dub sickened the teen. He had always known his father was a coward, but to see him cringe like this only made Dub hate him more.

"You make me sick Douglas," Dub said and shook his head. "I'm out of here." The teen said gruffly and grabbed the duffle bag he had packed most of his clothes in. "All my school shit is in my car, and I don't want anything from you or mom. Just leave me the fuck alone from now on. I'd honestly rather live with Tom than you."

"Son wait! I didn't... stop!"

*Slam*

Dub didn't bother turning to look at his father before he slammed the door shut behind him. The burly teen growled under his breath as he ran his hands through his thick red-mahogany hair. Lately running his hands through the hair had become a bit of a habit for Dub. He loved how thick and strong his hair felt, and pulling on the long coarse hair felt so fucking good.

The sound of his old truck starting up filled the dingy and dark neighborhood. Dub had already put the vehicle in gear by the time his father came barreling out of the house. "I'll call the cops on you boy! I'll report you as a runaway and have you dragged right back home if you leave me!"

An angry snarl erupted from Dub's mouth as his grip on the steering wheel tightened. If it hadn't been so dark Dub might have noticed how his finger nails seemed to elongate and narrow into sharp black claws. Even the teen's teeth began to grow longer and pointier in the growing twilight. "I'm eighteen you damn fucker!" Dub shouted in a voice that was deeper and growlier than it should have been.

The plume of dust that erupted from the squealing tires below the old truck enveloped Dub's father as he came to a halt and watched his son drive off. The man shouted out in a frustrated voice as he took the phone in his hand and threw it at the dirt and gravel street. "Damn you Dub! This aint over son, and before it is you're going to fucking regret turning your back on me!" The air-borne device sailed majestically through the air towards the departing pick-up truck before plummeting to the street and smashing into a million tiny bits.

In the departing truck Dub's low angry growls continued until he was nearly across town. In retrospect it seemed stupid to have gotten into a fight with his dad like he had just done, and now Dub was essentially homeless. He might be able to convince his mom to take him in, but she was probably half-drunk in some bozo's house right now. Dub didn't expect anything from his mother or father since they were both pretty damn useless. "Fuck me!" Dub roared angrily as his tires squealed in protest and the teen pulled into a familiar parking lot.

The red and orange neon lights above Dub spelled out the words The Shack in bold sporty letters. While the teen waited in the darkness his nails continued to grow until they were proper claws, and his fangs also grew longer. All Dub could feel inside himself was anger and rage, and he was sure something terrible was trying to claw its way up to the surface of his mind. His father's words still rang in his mind.

"I don't want you hanging out with that lame faggot anymore Dub." His father had said upon hearing that Dub was going to shack at Tom's house tonight. "That little prick and his goody goody parents don't give a shit about us country folk, and you aint doing nothing for your reputation around town by hanging out with those weirdoes."

"Tom is a good guy dad!" Dub had protested. "And HIS parents don't yell and scream at each other when they're home. They are always nice to me too; not like you treat Tom when he comes over here. It's no surprise he doesn't want to hang out at my house. If I weren't your son I wouldn't want to hang out with you either!"

"You dirty little shit faced..."

"Dub?"

"Fuck you dad!"

"DUB!"

A firm hand reached through Dub's window and grabbed the teen by his shirt. The motion made Dub jump in his seat and snarl at the person who had grabbed him, but instead of seeing his dad's face Dub saw a thickly bearded face instead. "Cook?" Dub asked in surprise as his angry snarl faded and his fangs and claws rapidly shrank back down to a normal, if slightly sharper than before, size.

"Yea it's me," Cook replied as he watched Dub's fangs shrink and the fierce yellow glow in his eyes vanished, "what's wrong Dub? You looked all... feral... and angry as fuck."

"It's my dad." Dub said as he relaxed into his seat with a long sigh.

Cook leaned into the truck with his thick bushy arms resting on the door's window sill. He didn't reply or even ask Dub to continue, but the hairy man's eyes and face told the teen that he was willing to listen.

"You know how dumb my dad can be," Dub continued, "he heard that I was going to shack up with Tom for the rest of the weekend and he fucking wigged out. He said all sorts of mean stuff 'bout Tom and his family, and then he accused me of doping."

"You are growing a pretty rockin' beard Dub." Cook said and grinned as he reached over and ran his hand through the thick hair on Dub's face. The touch of a man's hand on his beard made Dub growl a low and lusty growl. Cook just grinned as he realized how soothing this was for Dub.

The beard rub continued while Dub started talking again. "It's just for the spirit contest." Dub said and made a soft ohhh sound when Cook's oddly sharp nails found the hair growing behind Dub's ears. "I'm going to grow my beard and hair out so I can win and treat Tom to a date at the Pizza Shack."

"I love that place," Cook replied. "Did you know my older brother owns and runs it?"

Dub glanced at his bearded companion and smiled. "No, but the names sure are similar now that I think about it."

Cook just laughed and began to scratch and pet Dub's hair-covered neck. "That's right, and when my older brother sees how beardy I am he'll probably be jealous. I don't know what it was about hanging out with you and Tom, but I have been really been thinking of letting my beard and hair grow out. I haven't had long hair and a beard since I was in junior high."

"I think you'd look hot with a thick beard and long hair." Dub said and then blushed when he realized he had just said Cook looked hot.

The older man just grinned at the compliment. "Tell you what Dub. If you win that spirit contest after all I'll let you put the trophy up on the wall in the shack. I might even throw in an extra special prize for you and Tom if you keep bringing him around to the shack. I think he's cute, and you're both fucking hot together."

"I'd like that Cook." Dub said and grinned real big. A strange attractive force caused Dub to move towards the older man's bearded face, and before either man knew what was happening their lips had met and their beards and tongues were rubbing together in a hairy, sexy wrestling contest.

Through the day both Cook and Dub had begun to develop unique glands in their mouth where their spit glands would have normally be. Instead of making normal saliva these new and enhanced glands secreted a thicker and milkier liquid to wet the mouths of the two men. Normally the production of the milky white saliva was slow and steady, but when the two guys began to make out it increased tenfold.

Dub was the first to noticed that, as he made out with Cook's sexy bearded face, a strange fluid was seeping from Cook's mouth into his own. On the other hand, Cook realized that Dub's mouth and spit tasted divine, and before long the two guys were literally swapping spit. Their thick bearded lips were locked together, so only a tiny bit of the white slime escaped them. In no time at all a strange rhythmic exchange of juice was flowing between the two men.

In the pale red-orange light of the sign above them a subtle change began to occur on both men. It started first on Cook, but neither male noticed what was happening. As more and more slime slid down Cook's throat his already thick beard began to bristle with growth. Cook's thick black beard began to grow longer as more long black hairs sprouted from his face, but the additional hairs that exploded from the base of the new and old beard hair gave his face the same thick bushy look as the hair on Dub's body.

Dub's beard also grew longer and thicker, but when his and Cook's beards reached critical mass they began to do something even more spectacular. Dub's beard began to slowly creep up towards his eyes as the new thick hairs continued to grow across his face. Cook also began to grow upwards, but he also sprouted neck hair in addition to more beard hair. Before ten minutes had passed both men had thick three-inch long beards that grew up to their eyes and down over their whole exposed face and neck. When Cook finally tore himself away from Dub a dozen or so long strings of milky slime connected the two, but at this point there was no telling where their lips were. In fact, their lips were just as hairy as the rest of their face, and if not for the sharp white fangs glistening in their mouths neither man would have seen the other's mouth or lips at all.

"That was fucking hot," Cook said and growled as he leaned back in for round two. This kiss was much shorter, but just as sloppy and slimy as the first. The two guys growled gruffly as they made out again, but before too long Cook grunted and pulled away. "We can continue this again soon, but for now you need to go be with your boyfriend."

The word boyfriend struck Dub as odd-sounding, but when he thought about it Tom really was sorta his boyfriend. Maybe... maybe they were even more than that by now? "Thanks Cook," Dub said lustily. "I'd like to continue this too, but you're right. I do need to be with Tom for now."

Cook nodded and smiled when he realized how long Dub's beard looked. He couldn't help but to reach up and feel his own, but to his surprise his own beard was much longer now too. "You take care Dub. Try to stay out of trouble, and try to keep Tom out of trouble too."

Dub nodded as Cook stepped away from his window. The teen pulled away in his truck, but images of Cook, Dub, and Tom fucking around began to play in the teen's mind. Before too long Dub was achingly hard and all he could think about was Tom's cock shoved up his ass or his own cock shoved up Cook's.

...

Tom eyed the pot of cum-stew he had been making as he put the finishing touches on the meal. He had added some meats and veggies to the pot of cum, but honestly the cum had tasted pretty damn good on its own. Throughout the evening Tom's face had begun to sprout a fine coat of stubble. It wasn't half as thick as Dub's was, but it was still there regardless. Now that the mostly-cum and beef flavored stew was finished Tom had experimented with his cum to find out some other ways he could cook with it.

When mixed with butter the yellowish cum was super creamy, so Tom cooked it on some bread slices with garlic on top. Then, in an effort to use more of his creamy treat, Tom had mixed the cum and milk together. This had been less successful, but it had given Tom the idea to mix coco powder into the cum and make a chocolate cum-flavored drink. It almost tasted like chocolate milk when it was chilled, but it was much thicker than milk was.

Tom sighed as he looked up at the clock in the kitchen. Dub sure was taking his time, and Tom was convinced something must have happened. When Tom tried to text or call Dub the number came back as disconnected. "Where are you Dub?"

After waiting for a while Tom found himself sitting at the counter with his feet propped up. A quick glance at his feet made the teenager pause. Earlier, when he had soaked his feet with his own cum, Tom had realized that his cum really was capable of causing hair to grow on anything it touched. What had made him realize this was the fact that he now had thick black hair all over his feet, toes, and ankles. It sorta made sense when Tom thought about all the other stuff that had happened lately, but it was also a little weird to think about. Why was it just his cum? Did it have anything to do with having used the tonic as lube? And how potent exactly was the stuff? Tom was ready to find out, and this meal would either confirm his suspicions or otherwise do nothing at all.

At long last a very hairy and heavily bearded Dub knocked on the front door, and Tom ran to let him in. "Dub!" Tom shouted after flinging the door open and jumped into the larger teen's arms.

Dub felt a thrill when he saw Tom, and as soon as they were hugging he realized that just being near Tom helped to keep all the crazy emotions he had been feeling at bay. "I missed you so much Tom." Dub growled as he nuzzled the smaller male's hair and neck. Tom's familiar scent soothed Dub, but the rough texture of the other teen's skin didn't go unnoticed. "It looks like somebody is growing some stubble." Dub said and grinned at the black shadow spreading across Tom's cheeks.

Tom blushed when he reached up to feel his face. He couldn't believe he was growing stubble now, but then again just a glance up at Dub's thick three-inch beard made Tom swoon a bit. Dub looked downright beastly with such a manly beard on his face. Tom couldn't even see Dub's lips now that his beard was growing in so thickly. "It's nothing compared to yours." Tom said softly. "I... I made a big dinner for you Dub. I hope you like it."

It turned out that, not only did Dub like the food, but from the first bite on he was practically inhaling the food. Tom watched in mute silence as Dub shoveled the cum-tainted food into his hairy mouth as quickly as possible. Once again Tom noticed that, after every bite, Dub's beard seemed to grow thicker and bushier. Before long it was four inches long, and Dub's head hair had grown long enough to cover his ears and droop over his eyes. The teen brushed the hair out of his face as his voracious consumption of the food continued.

"This is really fucking good Tom!" Dub managed to growl between bites of bread and stew.

"Thanks," Tom said meekly as he watched his best friend grow hairier and hairier by the minute.

Dub's head hair continued to grow until it was so thick and long that Tom couldn't tell it apart from the rest of the hair on Dub's face. Also, before too long Dub's whole neck and chin were lost in the bushy mass of hair on his face. Right about when Dub finished eating Tom noticed that the teen's shirt seemed awfully tight against his body. The sleeves of Dub's shirts were strained against his bulging arms, and where they were pulling apart red and brown hairs were beginning to poke through.

"Wow Tom," Dub said as he wiped thick strings of goopy white saliva from his hair-covered lips. "That was exactly what I needed. I think I could eat your cooking all day every day."

Tom blushed at the compliment, but there was no way the teen could have known how his rising levels of teenage hormones were signaling to Dub that he was attracted to the larger, hairier teen. "That's awfully nice Dub, but really I only cooked you all this food to test a little theory I have about that hair tonic we've been using."

"Oh yea? The hair tonic..." Dub said and seemed to remember the tonic for the first time in a while. "I guess we can thank that stuff for all the hair growth we've experienced so far... I mean, if you hadn't used it I doubt I'd be half this hairy so far..."

"That's right!" Tom said and smiled as memories of his first night with Dub began to return to his mind. "And if the tonic is what's making us... feel this way together... and it's making us both a lot manlier." Tom smiled up at Dub before speaking again. "Maybe you should put some more on. The tonic is in the bathroom beside my bedroom after all.

It didn't take long for the two horny teens to make it upstairs to Tom's bedroom. For Dub it felt like it had been forever since he had last been here, but in truth it had only been one day. For Tom the room looked a little big and empty now that he was wondering if Tom would want to sleep with him again. Thoughts of their short romance ending made Tom really want to see things continue.

"Uhhh, hey Dub," Tom said as he looked at his bed and an idea popped into his head. "Why don't you go put some tonic on your head and whatnot. I'll stay here and get a little more comfortable."

"Oh uhh, that's a good idea Tom," Dub said and nodded as he made his way out through the hallway and into the bathroom. After closing the door behind him Dub took a deep breath and felt the strange tightness in his shirt and pants go away for the first time since he had stepped into the house with Tom. "Gotta keep your head in the game Dub," The teen said as he tried to coach himself through his own raging hormones.

A few minutes later Dub found himself shirtless standing in front of the mirror in Tom's bathroom. A quick glance at his back and shoulders nearly made Dub gasp. He had a solid pelt of hair growing all the way from his scalp down to his mid back now. The hair was so thick that it almost looked downright... furry!

However, when Dub ran his hands through his head hair and beard he was sure the tonic was responsible for the long and thick hair he now had. "If I use more will it keep growing?" Dub asked himself as he looked at his unattractive chest and belly. "But if I put it on my chest... maybe Tom will think I look sexier with a hairy chest?"

Dub thought for a good long while before he shook the bottle and guessed that there was still a good portion of the liquid left inside.

"Ok, head, chest, and belly, but that's all I put it on!"

Back in the bedroom Tom was having a totally different problem than Dub was having. "Ummmm, this isn't good," Tom said as his 14 inch long hair-covered cock flopped down from his waist like a tube of half-hard, fur-covered flesh. Ever since dinner Tom had felt all weird and spongy down in his pants. His cock had been changing again, and now it looked a lot like a long and fuzzy trunk. The weirdest part about the new hair-growth was that it seemed to only get thicker over time. "I can't let Dub see me like this... he'll think I'm some kind of freak!"

Tom managed to stuff his junk into a pair of loose-fitting boxers, but the obscene bulge they made was almost stupid to look at. Not to mention Tom's huge and hair-covered nuts actually hung a bit below the legs of the boxers. Tom tried his best to shove his hairy sac back into the confines of his shorts as he laid out on his bed and waited for Dub to return. While they were apart Tom felt a strange yearning for his buddy to come back.

"Hey Dub!" Tom shouted. "What's taking so long in there?"

The sound of Tom's voice made Dub's hand jerk a bit in surprise causing more than a little of the tonic to splatter onto the teen's already moist chest and belly. "Oh crap," Dub muttered as he reached for his shirt and pulled it over his tonic-soaked front torso. "Just a sec Tom!"

The sight of Tom sitting shirtless on his bed in nothing but boxers made Dub stop short in his tracks when he walked into his best friend's bedroom. "T... Tom..." Dub said in surprise at the sight of his little buddy mostly naked. "You look... comfortable."

Tom almost laughed when he heard that. "Sounds like a compliment," Tom said and grinned as he patted the bed. "I thought you might want to hang out again and play games."

"Games... good... sounding... fun."

Tom did laugh that time as he watched Dub fidget nervously at the doorway. A while later the two guys were sitting together on the bed while Dub played the same football game he had been playing the night before. Tom was behind Dub again, so the teen didn't notice how moist Dub's shirt was from the slick and goopy tonic soaking his chest and belly.

"You can take your shirt off around me big guy," Tom said and grinned from behind Dub. "I want you to get comfy while we play."

Dub was a little nervous about peeling his moist shirt off, but he figured with Tom behind him and the room being so dark the other teen wouldn't notice how hairy Dub was. Tom did notice how much hair had grown on his best friend's shoulders and back, but he was still curious about the power of his own cum and pre. Tom had no idea that a full third of the tonic had just been used on Dub's scalp, chest, and belly.

"Did you want to take a turn at the sports game?" Dub asked in a low, growling voice.

"Nope," Tom said as he leaned against Dub's huge hair-covered back. A deeply rooted arousal was growing in Tom, and all the hair on Dub's back was making him want to cum in and on his hairy best friend. "I know a different game that's a lot more fun to play."

"Wha... what game is that?" Dub asked nervously as his own arousal began to grow and a strong tingling began to set up in his chest and belly.

"I like to call it the tonic game." Tom said as he reached into his boxers and extracted his hairy cock-hose. Just like it had when Tom wanted to fill the pot with pre the teen's cock seemed to come to life and spurt a full load of pre straight onto Dub's mid-back.

"But I left the tonic in the bathroom." Dub objected as he felt a familiar wetness on his back.

"I have an unlimited supply right here," Tom retorted and grunted as a second, and this time much larger, blast of pre hit Dub's back. It was time for Tom to get to work on his best friend. And this time Tom had pre to spare when it came to soaking his buddy's back, shoulders, and scalp. Once his back was practically dripping with come Tom began to spread the liquid goop down Dub's shoulders and all over his arms. Even Dub's hands got a new coat of goop, but for some reason Dub didn't seem to mind. If anything the teen was mostly silent besides letting out an occasional deep moan or grunt.

"Hey Dub?"

"Guh?" Dub grunted as he felt Tom's hands finish soaking Dub's beard in the wonderfully wet goop that must have been a gallon or so of tonic.

"It's time to do what we did last night, only this time I want you to just take your pants off here in the bed. Ok?"

Dub grunted real low once again as he kicked his pants off and laid naked on his best friend's bed. All pretense of playing the sports game had been dropped, and Dub was fully immersed in his second go with Tom. When Dub's ass came into Tom's view the teen practically barked eagerly. Unlike the night before a thick bush of red-mahogany hair greeted Tom. A gaping hole waited hungrily for the teen's slightly flexible slab of hairy meat. Tom grinned as he felt his cock being pulled into Dub's ass the moment he put his hairy cock-head into his best friend's quivering ass hole.

"Ohhhh Dub," Tom moaned as he felt himself slowly push deeper and deeper into his hairy lover's ass. As more and more cock entered Dub the young man's groans and growls seemed to reach a new low tone and pitch. If Tom could have seen his lover's face he would have seen the thick white fangs pushing up and out of his bearded lips. Dub's eyes were practically glowing yellow in the pale light of the room, and his huge hands had a very firm grip on the edge of Tom's bed frame.

"Fuuuuuck," Dub growled lustfully as the first of the night's loads erupted into his hungry ass. Just like when Dub had been eating today there was some sort of terrible hunger inside the teen, and being pumped full of Tom's wonderful cock juice was the only true cure. "Moaaarrr, MOAR!" Dub roared as he and Tom began to buck and fuck in earnest.

Tom was in heaven, but the angry roars of his bed mate did distract him for a moment. Dub was really getting into this, but Tom couldn't have been more delighted. He had thought that it was the tonic making Dub so compliant, but to hear the young jock practically howling for more of Tom's thick cock juice warmed the younger teen's heart.

"I'll give you more my love," Tom growled back. "And this time I'll keep on giving... and giving... and giving!"

Tom's cock exploded so many times into Dub's ass that a veritable lake of cum soaked into the sheets below the boys. Strings of cum shot back onto their legs and were quickly spread there as the two thrust and bucked against one another as the hours drug on and on. At long last, after nearly three hours of intense ass fucking, Tom seemed to go limp atop Dub. The little guy was utterly spent, but something strange was going on with Tom's cock. To Dub it felt like something thick and solid was keeping the two guys together. No matter how Dub shifted his friend's weight around on top of him there was just no dislodging the cock from his ass.

"Grrrrr," Dub growled as he felt another load of cum erupt from Tom's cock and shoot into Dub's insides. "Grrrrnight Tom." Dub growled as he nabbed a pillow that had been thrown from the bed. It didn't take long for Dub's soft growling snores to join those of the young man sleeping atop him. Neither teen knew it, but as they spent their second night together their spiraling descent into a very hairy situation continued to deepen.