Ridgedale Wrestlers
Co-Written by the illustrious Samael:
Steam billowed out of the locker room showers, being pulled up into the vents in the ceiling. The bell had rung and school was over but after school programs were just starting in. Football players filtered about, having no shyness about hiding their massive hanging cocks. Luke had been shocked when he moved to the new school, there had to be something in the food. Everyone seemed to be six feet tall, muscled, and quite proud... All but him and a few others.
Luke was five foot ten with the shaggy dishwater blond hair that had been popular at his last school, non descript for the most part. He'd applied to countless sports teams and had finally been accepted into wrestling as a provisional trainee. He was a bit surprised but maybe they needed someone in the light weight division. Luke stood at the lockers, looking around, wondering if it would ever clear out enough for him to change, wondering if anyone there would be his friend.
"Hey there, you new, too?" a friendly voice spoke from Luke's left. Turning his head, Luke's eyes alighted on one of the four or five other boys who didn't seem to be big and muscled. This particular boy was about Luke's height, standing at a reasonable five feet and eight or nine inches. The kid was dressed in a blue T-shirt with an unrecognizably faded band logo on the front and his pants looked at least four inches too long and were just barely held up by a belt tightened to its smallest notch. The boy held out his hand with a tentative smile on his face, his watery blue eyes hopeful. "Shawn. I just got accepted to the wrestling team," the boy said.
"Me too, I'm Luke." the youth grinned, shaking Shawn's hand eagerly. Some of the upper classmen chuckled off in corner before returning to gazing to one another as they had before. Luke heard some strange slurps from the shower room but it must have been the soap they were using. He paused as one of the doors opened and someone new walked in. It was a young man, probably 17 although he looked quite fit. His head was smooth save for his eyebrows and a strip of facial hair down his chin. In fact his whole body seemed smooth, his exposed arms and chest showing no sign of hair. One of the foot ball players smirked to himself, seeming quite furry with long hair and a beard. The smooth man was garbed in a tight red uniform contouring over every muscle, every detail. Even the subtle curve of his balls and cock were exposed. He stopped before the young boys, smiling.
"Hello everyone, welcome to wrestling. It's good to see so many new faces." he smiled.
Shawn turned and blinked for a couple seconds as he caught sight of the young man's body. He tuned out the lecture the man was giving as he struggled to tear his eyes away from the tight red uniform. Then, with a fierce blush, Shawn turned away and glanced at Luke's face, trying to gauge the other boy's reaction. As he did, the young man who had introduced himself as Malcolm the team captain paused in his speech.
"Hey, you," Malcolm's voice sounded close to Shawn's ear. Shawn flinched and slowly turned to look at Malcolm. He relaxed a bit when he found no immediate anger, but he was still nervous about being caught not paying attention. The sportsmen of this school seemed really into their sports . . . Malcolm seemed satisfied that Shawn was paying more attention now although he didn't really mind that the boy's attention had wandered. It was a very good sign. "Now, before we get started I want to introduce a program that most school's don't have. We here at Ridgedale are fortune enough to have a budget surplus so we can afford preventative medicine in avoiding injuries. You'll each be given a state of the art uniform and vitamin cocktails to help get you up to baseline." Malcolm turned to Shawn.
"You, what's your name?" he asked, smiling warmly. He moved closer, his crotch hanging a bit in front of Shawn's face where the youth was sitting on the bench. Shawn's blush intensified and made his neck flush as well. He blinked and replied tentatively.
"Uh . . . Sh-Shawn Mclowski." He tilted his head back a bit to look up at Malcolm and was forced to draw his eyes away from the bulge in front of his face. Not that it helped, as his eyes roved slowly--dammit, why couldn't he make his eyes move faster?--over Malcolm's rippled belly and thick chest, with tight pebbled nipples pushing against the fabric of the singlet. Finally, Shawn forced his eyes to meet Malcolm's warm brown eyes which danced with amusement.
"Well, Mclowski, since you spoke up, go on over to the table over there and grab yourself a singlet--you should be able to figure out your own size, I'm sure--and a bottle of vitamins, then get changed," Malcolm ordered calmly, stepping back to let Shawn stand as he gestured to a table with two large, shallow boxes, one filled with red singlets in simple clear plastic packaging and the other filled with large bottles with the school's logo and some other stuff on the label.
As Shawn crossed the room he caught a peek into one of the storage closets. Inside seemed to be one of his future teammates in his singlet making out with... one of the football players. It was a fleeting glance but even that seemed to be quite passionate.
Shawn flushed again and continued to the table where he found a singlet with a "Medium" sticker on the plastic, then grabbed a bottle of vitamins. He went back over to his locker and put the bottle in before he looked around at everyone--and it was literally everyone in the locker room--as they looked back at him. He looked at Malcolm with a pleading look in his eyes, but the captain just shook his head and waved a hand at Shawn before he crossed smooth, muscular arms over his chest.
Shawn hunched his shoulders, looked down at the floor and took a few deep breaths. He finally opened the package and pulled out the bright red singlet, which felt slightly oily and slick though it left no residue on his hands. He laid the singlet on the bench before he sat and removed his shoes and socks with quick motions. Then he stood and pulled his shirt over his head to reveal his slim torso. His pants came off next, leaving him in only his boxers. He picked up the singlet and turned it to face the right way before he closed his eyes, pulled off his boxers, and stepped as quickly as he could into the singlet.
As soon as he pulled the shoulder straps into place, Shawn forgot all about the quiet snickering of the other boys. He shivered as he felt the oily material slide over his body, squeezing and caressing before stilling and leaving him feeling both aroused and pumped for wrestling. Shawn opened his eyes and grinned at Malcolm, who gave a little smirk back.
"Alright, you newbies, you need 'em too so go grab yourselves singlets and vitamins. Anyone else needs more vitamins, come see me after practice," Malcolm said, his voice carrying through the whole locker room, sending everyone but the newbie wrestlers out to their particular activities. Luke patted Shawn on the shoulder, giving him a reassuring smile. The body warmth, the contact, it all seemed so nice on Shawn's skin. The boys moved off to get their own uniforms. With every movement the singlet felt nicer on Shawn's body. It cupped his balls, cupped his ass, coated his muscles. It felt like silk or satin on his skin but it felt even beter in the spots where it didn't move.
Luke lifted up a vitamin bottle and shook it, realizing it was a liquid inside. He mused to himself before he popped the top and gulped it down. Ever so gently Shawn's uniform shifted, trying not to be noticed as it sent a thin, almost microscopic tendril up into his shaft, sliding it deeper and deeper, another such tendril moving into his ass, numbing it slightly to try and keep the human from noticing.
Indeed, Shawn didn't notice at all as he walked over to his locker. He copied Luke and popped the top off his vitamins before he drank the whole thing. Shawn tossed the empty bottle into a trash can and turned to watch Luke put on his singlet. Shawn unconsciously readjusted his bulge so that his cock was held against his stomach by the singlet and displayed as proudly as the rest of the wrestlers. Shawn licked his lips as he watched Luke's singlet plunge between the boy's butt cheeks to display them perfectly. Then, with a hand reaching up to crack his neck, Shawn turned and walked out of the locker room and into the wrestling practice room. He grinned as he saw forty tall, muscular, well hung males all wearing skin tight red singlets that hid absolutely nothing. He walked over to where Malcolm was standing in an empty area.
"Do you like what you see?" Malcolm asked after a moment, "The school, the campus?" He said. His mouth seemed to be producing saliva a little faster and his heart seemed to be pumping more, spreading the ingested substance through his blood. In his uniform his balls started swelling larger, sticking out more and more but no one seemed to notice. All the new recruits were readjusting themselves gently, grinning without knowing why. More and more erections were being displayed by the more experienced wrestlers, cocks snaking up their bellies or in a few cases sticking right out. Shawn's singlet began to start massaging his prostate gently, the tendril thickening inside him. Shawn nodded slowly as he let his eyes just rove wherever they wanted over the wrestlers.
"Yeah, it's all great. Really great. I like--" his words stopped short as he saw Luke come in. Shawn licked his lips and swallowed his copious saliva, which felt a little bit slimy as it slid down his throat. Shawn's cock throbbed and grew and he felt the singlet slide under his foreskin, though as he glanced down at Luke's hard shaft, Shawn saw no outward sign of the fact. He figured it must be because it hadn't happened to Luke yet, but he didn't follow the train of thought as he smiled at Luke when the other boy came near.
"Hey," he said.
"Hey, looking good there Shawn..." Luke murmured, gazing into Shawn's eyes for a long moment, licking his lips. The team captain grinned gently to himself before all at once Luke grabbed Shawn and kissed him deeply. Shawn felt a silky, slimy tongue push into his mouth and slide over his. His singlet continued to fondle and massage his cock, stretching the longer and longer shaft up along his abs. Even his foreskin seemed longer. His ass was widened gently, the tentacle in between his cheeks quite thick. It pushed, rubbed, even prodded the boy's prostate, the uniform holding the tentacle quite snugly inside his ass like a plug.
Shawn moaned softly and kissed Luke back, sliding his tongue into Luke's mouth, then slowly down his throat. Shawn blinked and pulled away from the kiss to stick his tongue out as far as he could. He laughed softly at the slimy foot long appendage and then looked at Luke and raised an eyebrow.
Luke licked his lips with an equally long tongue before wrapping his around Shawn's tongue. He pushed Shawn against the locker and resumed making out with him, grinding their groins together. Across the bodies of the boys the singlets dissolved body hair, leaving them quite smooth from the neck down. Luke grunted, humping Shawn desperately, his cock separating from his abdomen, completely coated in the singlet. The symbiote essence that Shawn had ingested continued to toy with him, manipulating his libido even more.
Shawn grunted and brought his arms up to wrap around Luke's waist. As his cock separated from his abdomen, Shawn humped back at Luke, rubbing their cocks together. He kissed Luke fiercely, his tongue sliding in and wrapping around Luke's. Shawn suddenly wrapped one leg around Luke's and brought them both down to the mat where he began to grind down against Luke, still kissing him deeply.
Luke moaned in delight, humping up against Shawn, gulping down Shawn's saliva from the kiss. As they rubbed and moved and worked, Shawn's body began to swell larger. His pecs at first, jutting out. His abdomen became far more defined. His legs got stronger, his arms... Even his feet were larger soon as his spine stretched gently, making room for a few more ab muscles. Luke broke the kiss for a long moment, writhing and moaning, his sounds sounding different before he moved back, pushing his lips to Shawn's. Suddenly instead of a tongue Shawn felt at thick, drooling rubber cock pushing into his mouth, sliding back and forth inside of it.
Shawn moaned and sucked on the cock tongue sliding out of Luke's mouth. He wrapped his slimy tongue around it and squeezed firmly as he sucked and allowed his hands to wander over Luke's chest, tweaking the pert nipples poking through the tight singlet. As he massaged and rubbed at Luke's chest, the muscles under Shawn's hands swelled and hardened. From there, the changes spread outward, each thrust against each other brought further changes. Shawn found himself straddling the hips of a muscular man at least six feet tall. He grinned, knowing he was a perfect match to the sexy man beneath him, and leaned down to kiss Luke as he wrapped the fingers of one large hand around both their cocks.
Shawn's chin tingled gently, the excessive testosterone promoting growth of some hair. It stretched longer and longer, the tuft forming into a respectable goatee at least long enough to grab hold of with a fist. Luke moaned, sending streams of rubber cum into his throat and deep into his belly. Shawn's cock continued to stretch longer, thicker, reaching quite impressive proportions, the huge cock fed by massive balls full of seed. Luke grabbed the cock and worked at it, working it free of Shawn's abs, playing with the foreskin. As he did the base swole, turning into a very sensitive knot. Shawn groaned and rested his hands on Luke's chest to hold himself up.
"Easy, don't nut me too fast, man," he murmured as he slid a hand down Luke's chest to wrap around the base of the boy's cock. He slowly slid his hand up Luke's shaft, the oily singlet material making the motion slick and easy. Luke's cock tingled wherever Shawn's hand touched and pretty soon his entire cock was buzzing softly with pleasure. Shawn slid his hand down to Luke's balls and fondled them softly as well, spreading the tingling buzz to his sack. Soon, though, the tingle faded and as it did, Luke's cock swelled and grew as rippled ridges grew on his cock and his cock head flared and became slightly pointed.
Luke panted, groaned, and then screamed out in delight. His cock tongue orgasmed and soon he was drooling cum down across his chin, panting hard, gazing at his amazing cock. He writhed hard, looking to Shawn, "Oh my god, that's... so great. How did you do it?" he whispered, moving to worship Shawn's cock, fondling him, concentrating as a tingling spread into his shaft as well, moving base to tip. Shawn gasped and sat back as he let Luke work at his cock.
"I'm not sure . . . it just happened . . . . It looks great, though . . . . God damn," he panted as he leaned back on his hands to let Luke have easy access to his cock. Luke felt a tingle as the singlet pushed itself delicately inside his ass, parting it with gentle ease, going just slow enough that his muscles simply gave way before the pressure as the smooth shaft filled him, pulsing slowly against his prostate. Luke groaned, the wave of lust nearly overwhelming him. The tingling in Shawn became intense and strong, moving deep into his groin before his cock shifted.
It became quite thick, wide, curving gently. Ridges formed up the base, a thick line moving along one side before the head flared out to a point, giving the boy a shaft that would suit a dragon of almost any size. Luke panted before he leaned in and gave Shawn's new cock a long luxurious lick. Shawn shuddered and let his head fall back as Luke's tongue caressed his shaft.
"Oh god, Luke, that feels so good," he murmured as he combed his fingers through Luke's hair.
The team captain suddenly looked forlorn. Shawn's singlet started spreading down his legs and across his arms, the red flaring out to look almost metallic, a design forming into the colors, a design that looked almost like scales. From Shawn's otherwise smooth feet, rubber claws extended, his feet looking more wicked. Luke suckled at the tip of Shawn's cock before taking more and more into his throat.
Shawn didn't even notice Malcolm's expression, so intent was he on Luke's ministrations. His cock was being pleasured in ways he never knew possible. Shawn fisted his hand gently in Luke's hair and tugged him up for a kiss. Shawn brought one hand up to Luke's chest and pinched one nipple. A spike of pain and a surge of pleasure shot through Luke's body, emanating from where Shawn had pinched him. Shawn grinned and tugged on the new gold ring in Luke's nipple. He reached over and pinched Luke's other nipple to make another gold nipple ring, then kissed Luke deeper as the other boy's singlet began to tighten and flow over his muscular body.
Luke kissed Shawn wildly, for all he was worth, rubbing their huge cocks together, rubber cum leaking out and being absorbed.
Luke cooed, reaching to knead at Shawn's nipples, the same pleasure piercing through his skin as thick rings emerged. Steadily the rubber moved up Shawn's neck, slipping over the back of his head. Shawn's upper lip tingled as two separate wisps of mustache began stretching out, curving down and growing longer like his goatee. Shawn's tailbone started to stretch, the red material glistening in the light. Luke was entranced in the kiss, knowing nothing but joy at being with Shawn.
Shawn knelt and caressed Luke's back as they kissed deeply. Luke's singlet flowed smoothly over his skin, spreading its cool tight grip over his body. The material became rubbery as it encased Luke's feet and hands and began flowing up his neck. Shawn fisted Luke's cock as Luke's fingertips sharpened and extended into wicked claws. With each pump of Shawn's rubbery hand on his cock the rubber worked its way over Luke's body, eventually covering his head entirely, leaving only eye, nose, and mouth holes. Shawn noticed nothing of this, only cared that he was kissing Luke and loving every second of it.
Luke noticed nothing either himself, worshipping Shawn's massive cock, eyes shut as they kissed wildly. The rubber flowed over Shawn's head, soon his face except for the same holes. Luke nibbled Shawn's lip, a piercing appearing there a moment later, the rubber stretching into draconic horns on Shawn's head. Luke adored the ridges, every part of his partner's cock, caressing the sensitive flared head, everything he could reach. As Shawn's hands roamed Luke's back, they too developed claws.
Shawn brought a hand up to Luke's cheek and brushed his thumb over the boy's eyebrow ridge, causing another gold ring to form. Shawn smiled at Luke and closed his eyes as Luke licked a particularly sensitive spot on his cock. As he did, the eye, nose, and mouth holes all sealed, though slowly enough that Luke took a breath before being sealed. After a few short moments, the rubber tightened around Luke's head and slid into his mouth, nose, and eyes. He suddenly felt the pressure in his lungs drop and found he was able to breathe once more, though everything smelled a bit sharper. After another few seconds, Luke's vision cleared and he was able to see clearly. When he opened his mouth, though, Luke displayed several rows of wicked teeth framing his long rubbery tongue.
Luke grinned a wicked, deadly and completely overjoyed grin, licking his lips before he slurped at Shawn's cock again. The rubber covered Shawn's face, streaming over his mustache and goatee, coating the hairs and in some cases growing more tendrils, giving the facial hair a thready look. The rubber coated his eyes, his nose, his mouth, flooding into the mouth as it stretched out into a draconic muzzle, filled with equally wicked teeth. Luke looked up in time to see the transition finishing, cumming hard at the sight of such a sexy beast.
Shawn both felt and saw Luke's orgasm as a strange rush of pleasure washed through him as he watched Luke cum. The pleasure filled him and amplified his own and he felt himself peak and climax, shooting rubbery cum over both Luke and the wrestling mats. The matt seemed to ripple as the cum splattered on it. Around them the wrestling team had gathered. As they watched, each of their cocks started flaring into points, growing ridges, becoming monstrously huge but no where near as large as Luke and Shawn's. The wrestlers dropped to the mats, licking at it desperately. Luke tilted his head and met Shawn muzzle to muzzle; kissing the dangerous, wicked, sexy beast he would be in love with for the rest of time. Shawn grinned and kissed back, his arms wrapped around his own sexy beast, who happened to like him as well.