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Hair of the Beast

Tom and Dub were the traditional sort of trouble makers. The two boys had been born within a few months of each other, they had spent years playing together as children, and as young men they were thick as thieves. Tom, or Thomas really, came from an older eccentric family while Dub had grown up in a traditional southern home.

As the years flew by Tom and Dub remained close friends. Tom, who had pitch-black hair and a handsome face, remained short and slender for the most part. Dub, who had mahogany-colored hair with natural red highlights, quickly shot up in height and began to grow thicker and stronger. By the time both boys had almost reached sixteen they had grown to look very different.

At the beginning of their sophomore year of high school Dub had surprised Tom when he had gone out for the football team. Now Dub spent most of his afternoons at practice, but the change hadn't affected the boy's friendship much. In fact, some days Tom even came to practice to watch Dub. That always embarrassed Dub because the big guy hardly got to play much, and he was sure Tom would have liked to actually see his friend on the field once in a while.

It was after practice on one of those hot august afternoons when Dub got the big news. The school, in an effort to boost student attendance at football games, had issued a series of school-spirit challenges. The first student who could compete all the challenges would get a 500 dollar gift card and two all-you-can-eat coupons to Pizza World.

Unfortunately, even the first challenge seemed impossible to Dub. "Hey Dub!" A cheerful voice shouted when the slightly overweight 6'1 football player emerged from the locker room one hot early-autumn afternoon.

The voice belonged to Tom Hershel who was also Dub's best friend. "Oh, hey Tom." Dub said wearily.

Tom looked up at his bigger and taller pal and frowned. Dub usually looked tired and sweaty after practice, but he was never depressed. "What's wrong Dub?" Tom asked and smiled gently up at his best friend.

"Aw shucks," Dub said and kicked a rock off of the dirt path between the gym and the school that the two guys were walking on. "There's this school spirit challenge going on, and I really want to win it!" Dub smiled as he thought about what he would do with all that money... and all that pizza! His smiled melted when he remembered the first challenge though. "But get this, the first challenge is to cut your hair into a full-out Mohawk!"

"What's wrong with that?" Tom asked as he absently ran his own hand through his shoulder-length black hair.

"Umm Tom," Dub said and pointed at his buzzed-shot, mahogany-red hair. "How am I going to get a Mohawk when my hair is so short. And you know how slow my hair grows.... I only have this weekend to grow it out."

Tom looked up at Dub and the two guys stopped in the middle of the path. A mischievous twinkle worked its way into Tom's eyes as he looked up at his best friend. As he stood there a plan was forming in Tom's mind.

"Umm," Dub said after a moment of watching his best friend grin. "I always get in trouble when you get that look on your face."

"That's because I have a plan, but I am totally going to need your help this time."

Tom happened to live within walking distance from the school, so it wasn't a big deal to drag his best friend over after school. Unlike most of the more modern homes, Tom's house was much older and situated up on a hill apart from the rest of his neighborhood. The house itself had always been in Tom's family, but years back only his estranged uncle had lived there. When the man had passed away Tom's father had inherited the house, and naturally Tom's family had moved in.

Once the two guys were sure they were alone in the old mansion-style house, Tom guided Dub upstairs to his uncle's old bedroom. The two young men stood bravely outside the one room in the house that Tom and Dub had been told hundreds of times not to mess around in. Tom grinned mischievously as he reached for the door knob. "Wait," Dub said nervously and grabbed Tom's hand. "Are you sure we should be doing this Tom? What could your uncle possibly have had that would help us grow out my hair?"

Tom paused for a moment as he looked up at Dub's worried face. "I went in a few years ago to get some boxes of junk out that my dad wanted moved down to the garage, and I happened to get the urge to use the old bathroom attached to this room." Tom paused as a familiar mischievous grin settled over his handsome young face. Well, I just happened to peek into the bathroom when I saw all sorts of old bottles, pills, and other crazy things that you wouldn't believe!" Tom said as he looked down at his own hand and the thicker, meatier hand wrapped around it.

"Well, you're not getting in trouble just for my sake Tom." Dub said gruffly. He kept his hand wrapped around Tom's as he reached for the door himself and pulled it open. "If anybody asks... I dared you to show me around in here. Ok?"

The two boys stepped nervously into the room with looks of mute awe on their faces. Tom had only been in here a few times, but for Dub this room was somewhat of a mystery. It would be expected that the boys would find a dusty, messy old room. But to their surprise the room was clean, and the bed was neatly pressed. There was no dust to be seen, and the furniture, while obviously very old, was still in great condition. The boys were almost to the bed when Dub stopped walking.

"Umm, Dub?" Tom said softly.

"Huh?" Dub asked and looked down at his best friend.

"You can let go of my hand now."

Dub blushed as he dropped the smaller hand tucked inside his own. "Sorry 'bout that." Dub said and grinned sheepishly.

Tom just smiled and shook his head as he made his way across the room. "I know my uncle was considered a little eccentric by most of the people in town, but he was always so nice to my family when I was a little kid. I only barely remember him at all..."

While Tom spoke Dub wandered towards the bedside table situated at the head of the huge king-sized bed. On the table was an old black and white picture. The photo was obviously ancient, but the face staring up at Dub hardly seemed old at all. In fact, the face looked like one Dub knew very well.

"So, this is what I was talking about." Tom said as he walked out of the bathroom attached to the bedroom.

Dub looked up from the photo and frowned when he saw a brown glass bottle with the words "Hair of the Beast" written on it. "What the heck is that stuff?" Tom asked and frowned at the bottle and the young man holding it.

"This is what's going to help you win that sprit-challenge!" Tom said excitedly as he motioned for Dub to come closer. Tom pushed his bigger buddy into an old chair that must have been the sort that old-timers used to sit in while they styled their hair back in the day. The rounded, shining mirror on top of the small dresser looked like something straight from a movie set in the 1950s. A loud pop distracted Dub from his thoughts as Tom yanked out the corked stopper keeping the strange bottle closed. A smell like wet dog mixed with urine and a musky funk issued forth from the bottle. "Ohhh ugh! It reeks!"

"Are you sure this is safe to put on my..." Dub was cut off when he felt something cool and slick touch his scalp. A queer tingling sensation followed the coolness of the whitish-yellow goop, but Tom was the one who had to put his hands into the goop and spread it across Dub's scalp.

"Ohhh it feels so freaky." Tom said and grinned as he smothered the slime across his best friend's head.

"It feels more like this stuff would make my hair fall out. Is it supposed to tingle like this?" Dub asked.

"Don't be a baby," Tom said and smiled at the look Dub was giving him. "If anything, this stuff will put some hair on your chest."

Dub laughed a little at the thought of having a hairy chest. He looked down at his belly and poked it wearily. "That hair's going to have to grow through a lot of fat before it reaches my chest."

Tom frowned at the comment. "Hair doesn't grow 'through' fat Dub." Tom said and frowned. "But hey, I think you look dashing."

"Right." Dub said and gave Tom a weird look. "So, how much of this stuff am I supposed to use and how often?"

"Hmmm," Tom said and as he continued to rub and massage the goop into his friend's hair and scalp. "There were no instructions on the bottle, so let's just use this much for now and see what happens? If nothing happens put more on tonight. Ok?"

"Wait, so you don't mind if I take it home?" Dub asked.

"Actually," Tom said and smiled nervously. "I was hoping you'd stay over here tonight? We can see how the tonic works out and everything, so yea?"

Dub thought for a moment before he whipped out his cell phone. He texted his parents that he would be staying late at Tom's tonight to hang out. "That should take care of any questions my parents have." Dub said and smiled at his best friend.

Not long after finishing up in his uncle's bedroom, Tom led Dub downstairs to his own bedroom and the two young men sat innocently together on the foot of Tom's bed. While they waited for the strange concoction to start working the friends played a few video games. As usual, Dub got so absorbed in the foot-ball game he was playing that he didn't noticed how he was absently itching his scalp. Tom noticed, but what Tom didn't notice was how HE was itching the backs of his hands.

Hours had passed before Tom grabbed the bottle off his dresser and handed it to Dub. "Well, I guess your hair looks a tiny bit longer. Try putting some more stuff on it... maybe it will work faster this time?"

Dub nodded as he poured some more yellow-white goop into his hand. Then he spread it into his hair and looked at his reflection in the mirror. "I don't know Tom," Dub said as he placed the bottle on Tom's bedside table and looked at his reflection in the standing mirror. "Maybe it looks a little longer? It's sorta hard to tell."

Tom smiled and shrugged. "I think it looks longer. But it still takes time to grow hair out Dub. It's not like anything works instantaneously."

"Right," Dub said as he returned to the video game. This time, while Dub played a solo game of football, Tom paid more attention to his friend's scalp. It really was hard to tell, but if Tom watched Dub's hair long enough he swore he could see it growing a tiny bit. Unfortunately, the hair didn't seem to be getting much longer, but Tom swore it looked... thicker somehow.

At about nine that night Dub began to grow restless. He eventually put the game away and settled for watching sports on the TV. While Dub spread out and watched the game a strange heat began to grow in the young man's groin.

Before long Dub was sporting an impressive hard-on. Tom pretended not to notice, but when Dub pulled Tom into his lap and began to unconsciously hump and grind against him the smaller male knew something odd was happening.

"Um... Dub?" Tom asked and interrupted his friends lewd hip movements.

"Huh... what?" Dub said and snapped out of his lusty trance.

Tom shifted in his friend's arms so that he was facing Dub instead of resting against the young man's soft belly. "Dub... do you think I'm attractive?" Tom asked suddenly and must have surprised his friend based on the look Dub gave him.

"Well, hell Tom," Dub said and blushed. "I... I do think you're a pretty handsome guy. But... you've never been into guys, and if my parents thought we were..."

"But we're not." Tom said and blushed too. "I mean, this has got to be some side effect of that hair stuff right. We wouldn't usually..."

Dub nodded and smiled real big. "Yea, it's just the hair tonic. I know you're a good looking guy, but I've never been hard like this just from holding ya."

Tom smiled as he reached down and put his hand on Dub's throbbing cock. This caused Dub to groan slightly, but the sound was... just a little too deep for Dub's normal voice. Tom shook the strange thought from his head as he smiled at his friend's response. "You know, I heard that some guys like it when another guy puts his cock in their ass." Tom said as he remembered some porn he had accidently seen online of two guys fucking each other. "Maybe we could... try it out?"

It took Dub a while to respond to that request, but when he looked down at Tom he seemed happy. "Sure Tom, I guess I do owe ya for letting me use your uncle's hair tonic."

For Tom, watching Dub strip off his shirt and pants was like a scene straight out of a dream. The larger male's chest was muscular and broad with a layer of fat on top that made his pecs look softer and slightly boob-like. A rounded belly sat below Dub's chest, but when he got his shirt off Dub blushed more from his own embarrassment than from being shirtless in front of his best friend. "I hope you don't mind a guy with some weight on him?"

Tom shook his head as he watched Dub unbuckle his belt and then drop his jeans. It had been years since the boys had shared a gym class, so Tom had no idea what Dub looked like in a jock. The jock in question was white with straps that did a good job of supporting Dub's manhood, but they did a poor job of covering the teen's ass.

Once Dub was mostly naked Tom pulled his own shirt off and dropped it to the floor. Then he kicked off his shorts and stood up so Dub could look at him. Unlike his best friend, Tom was lean and trim. His shorter frame was just fit enough to give the smaller male a cute six-pack and small perky pectorals. Dub didn't know it, but Tom had been working out for about six months now. The smaller teen smiled when he noticed Dub eyeing his six pack.

"So," Dub said as he slid his thumb under the strap of his jock. "I guess you've never seen me completely naked before."

As his last article of clothing dropped to the floor Dub's cock bobbed up and finished filling with blood. The larger teen was a modest six and a half inches long, but he was oddly thick by comparison. His cock was as full and round as the teen's own wrist, which made it easily more than two inches thick.

Next it was Tom's turn to drop his own underwear and grin with pride. His own cock surged forward as it struggled to fill with the smaller teen's life force. Tom grew to eight, nine, and finally ten inches while Dub drooled at the sight of his well-endowed best friend. "Fuck Tom! You're freaking huge!"

"Naaaw," Tom said and blushed. He was very long, but his cock was hardly as thick and meaty as Dub's member. It bobbed in front of Dub who smiled slightly at the thought of being fucked by a cock that large. A few times in the showers Dub had heard a few of his own friends joking about playing around together. It wasn't uncommon for them to hit on Dub either, who they affectionately called Stump due to his oddly thick cock, when the large male was showering. Until now though Dub had never considered fucking around with a guy. And heck, he had barely dated any girls!

"So uhh... how do we do this?"

...

It was nine thirty when Tom found himself standing behind his larger friend who was now on his hands and knees on the floor beside Tom's bed. The sight of his best friend's meaty ass was really turning Tom on. The randy young teenager couldn't believe he was about to fuck his best friend's ass! Tom leaned over his buddy and began rubbing his meat across Dub's ass crack. A slightly musky and sweaty smell came from Dub's ass, but Tom found the scent arousing despite how dirty his friend's sweaty ass was. It was obvious that Dub hadn't showered after practice, but Tom found that the natural odor of his friend was a little sexy to smell. Unfortunately, all of Tom's attempts at penetrating Dub's asshole proved to be in vain.

Tom was beginning to get a little frustrated. He had no idea how the heck he was supposed to get his cock inside such a tight hole. It seemed like it should work, but how? Tom's gaze fell on the bottle of hair tonic and he smiled as an idea popped into his head. The tonic was slippery and slick, sorta like butter, what if Tom used it to help his cock slide into Dub's ass?

Dub was oblivious to his friend's activities behind him. He never saw Tom pop open the brown bottle and spread the slimy yellow-white goop onto his cock. He never expected Tom to spread some of the goop onto his ass hole either. When Tom wiped the excess tonic onto Dub's back and shoulders the soft tingling feeling was only barely noticed at all by the oblivious teen. Tom picked that same moment to push his cockhead into his best friend's virgin ass.

A full-body shudder went through Dub as he felt the pain of his hole being pushed open by another man's cock. The sensation was agonizing, but the pain was rapidly replaced with a pleasant warm tingling. Tom was gentle considering this was his first time too. He pushed very slowly into his friend, but a lot of the work of working himself deeper into Dub was facilitated by the thick globs of tonic smeared onto Tom's cock and now inserted deep into Dub's ass. It took a long time of gently pumping in and out, but finally Tom felt his cock slide completely into Dub's ass. By now it was nearly ten pm, but neither young man paid much attention to the time. They were too focused on each other right now.

Dub began to make a soft panting sound as Tom started to pull in and out of his ass. In response to the soft pants, Tom began to groan in a weird rumbling voice. The two young men went at it for quite a while. They worked up a nice sweat before Tom began to groan for an entirely different reason. Tom could feel his orgasm approaching just as his weird rumbling groans hit a new low pitch.

For Tom, the sensation of his cock clenching as his first blast of cum shot into Dub was incredible. The young man had jacked off before, but the heat of Dub's ass was so much better than the touch of Tom's hand. Usually Tom would just orgasm once, but as he continued to thrust into Dub his cock clenched a second time and then a third. Finally, after two more orgasms, Tom gave out and collapsed onto his friend's back.

Unlike Tom, who had been focused entirely on himself, Dub felt both the clench of his best friend's cock and also the searing heat of his seed. Each thrusting orgasm pushed the seed deeper and deeper into Dub's body. There was nothing quite like the hot sensation of seed shooting into his ass. In response to the intense pleasure Dub's cock began to throb as well. Tom was hitting a spot inside his buddy, and his hot seed-shooting cock pushed Dub over the edge. It was Dub's turn to gasp as he too felt the grip of orgasm.

Unlike when Dub jacked off, this orgasm was much more profound. His cock shot two loads of cum onto the floor, but Dub didn't care in the least. He panted like a bitch as he felt the last of Tom's orgasms and the final blast of hot seed that squirted deep into Dub's ass. Once the experience was mostly over Dub collapsed with his best friend resting atop his back.

Maybe it was the heat of Dub's body below him, or perhaps the sheer amount of energy Tom had put into cumming, but the two guys quickly fell asleep together. The light of the moon shone down on the sleeping teens as they lay on the floor. Neither teen knew it, but as the moonlight touched them subtle changes began to sweep across their young bodies.

Dub grunted softly below Tom as his head-hair thickened with each passing moment in the moonlight. More and more hairs sprouted from the roots of his now-thicker-than-ever scalp hairs. The double layers of hair gave the teen a strangely thick look to his hair. Both types of hair continued to grow as the night drew closer to morning. The vast majority of the tonic had soaked into Dub's scalp, so most of its strange effects were concentrated there, but that wasn't the only place that the thick hair sprouted.

Below Tom's face, where he was resting against Dub's broad back, billions of tiny hairs began to sprout. At first the hairs tickled Tom's face, but as they grew longer and more numerous they formed a pillow of soft fuzz for the teen to nuzzle in his sleep. In the first few hours of the night Dub's strange new back hair only grew to about a half inch in length, but that was all about to change.

Tom, who had pretty much worn himself out fucking Dub, grew hard again in his sleep just as the moon reached its peak in the bedroom window. His cock began to fill Dub's ass again as it slowly grew to full mast. However, instead of just getting hard, Tom's cock began to ooze a thick yellowish fluid into his best friend's ass. The fluid might have reminded the boys of something familiar if they could have seen or felt it, but the mysterious fluid innocently drooled into Dub's backside without either male being the wiser.

The thick hair on Dub's scalp had only grown to about three inches in length by the time the clock on the bedside table rolled over to one, but when the yellow fluid began to ooze into Dub's body his hair began to grow again. The effect was much slower now, but it was still happening. A dull tingling sensation made Dub grunt in his sleep as his scalp hair started to grow longer again. After another hour Dub had gained another inch of thick hair, and now his head hair was just starting to tickle his ears and his neck.

Almost as soon as the hair touched Dub's neck the hair on his back began to spread. At first it was a slow spread, maybe only an inch every hour. But by about three that morning the hairs sped up. They rapidly covered most of the back of Dub's neck, and some even crept from his back up and over towards the teen's shoulders and down towards his bare chest. Dub's head hair had just reached six inches in length when the clock beside his bed read six am. By now the spreading hairs had marched under Dub's ears, and some had begun to spread onto the teen's face. The odd mat of hair gave Dub a wicked set of chops.

Surely the hair would have spread even further, but when the moon set for the night the rapid hair growth abruptly stopped. The two teens were left to sleep for the rest of the morning. Tom, with his face buried in a carpet of thick mahogany and red hair, and Dub, who was sleeping with his head propped up on his arm... an arm that the teen wouldn't have recognized from the day before.