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Hair of the Beast

Part 2... Changes

A mighty yawn was the first thing that escaped Dub's mouth as he lay on his belly on the floor of Tom's bedroom. The large and somewhat obese young man groaned in his sleep as he ground his bare cock against Tom's crusty cum-stained carpet. As Dub's face came to rest on his arm again a few thick red-brown hairs tickled the teen's nose. His hands had sprouted more than a little hair through the night, but at this point in the morning the hair on Dub's hand was considerably sparse compared to what was going on behind him.

Atop his friend, with his cock still buried in Dub's ass, Tom also yawned as he stirred from his gentle slumber. His face was resting on what felt like a firm and fuzzy pillow of sorts. The thick hair felt wonderfully dense and soft where it rubbed against Tom's face, and even as Dub shifted around in his sleep Tom found the broad expanse of his friend's hair-covered back relaxing enough to cause him to doze off again. Eventually, however, Tom's sleep was interrupted by the buzz of his cell phone going off nearby. "Damn," Tom grumbled as he sat up slightly from his pillow.

Tom felt a throb of pleasure as he shifted atop his best friend. It was about at that moment when a rush of sexy memories flooded back into Tom's brain. Maybe it was remembering the hot ass pounding sex he had experienced the night before, or perhaps it was because his cock was still rock hard and buried in his best friend's ass. But, for whatever reason, when Tom sat up his cock picked that moment to clench and shoot a huge load of cum into Dub's ass. The cum was thick and yellow now, but the sheer volume caused some to gush backwards and onto Tom's groin.

Dub gasped as he felt his ass fill with more cum. He was just starting to wake up when he realized that Tom was still cock-deep in his ass, but it was the arm he was resting on that really caught Dub's attention. Dub grunted in a weirdly low voice as he looked down at his arm. At first the arm looked like someone else's, but when the arm moved to support Dub's weight the teen knew it must be his own. Through the night an army of thick mahogany and red-brown hairs had sprouted from the teen's arms. After a moment of examining the hairs Dub noticed that there were thicker and darker hairs growing from each follicle with shorter red-brown hairs sprouting from the base.

Neither male truly knew it, but the thicker hairs were guard hairs, and the thinner denser hairs were actually the beginning of something more like an undercoat of fur than human hair. Dub's whole arm looked... bushy... or fuzzy now. The teen was forced to grunt again when Tom abruptly pulled his cock out of Dub's ass. "Aww, fuck Tom!" Dub said in a voice that sounded more like a growling bear than a teenager.

"Dang Dub," Tom said in surprise at the sound of his own voice. "Did you swallow some razorblades in your sleep or something?"

"You're the one that pulled that sausage out of my ass Tom." Dub said in his growly voice as he hoisted himself up on his hairy arms and then stood up.

Dub began the task of collecting his clothes and getting dressed, but Tom was too busy watching his friend in mute shock to say anything at all. At first Tom thought it had been his imagination, but he swore when he looked at Dub that the other teen had a thick carpet of hair on his upper back and shoulders now. "Hey, uhhh Dub," Tom said in shock. "L... Look at your head... and your back dude!"

Dub paused for a moment and looked at his reflection in the mirror atop Tom's dresser. "Fuck!" Dub said in shock as he finally noticed what Tom had seen only moments ago. "When did I grow all this hair back here?"

"Well," Tom said and thought for a moment about how they had used the tonic last night. It made sense that Dub would have grown more hair on his head and maybe a little on his hands, but looking at the teen's shoulders, neck, and arms was making Tom wonder at how potent the tonic must have been. "It must have happened last night while we were asleep."

Dub turned away from the mirror to look at his best friend. At first Dub looked excited, but when he looked back down at Tom he frowned. "Uhh, Tom... look at your hands."

Tom couldn't help but to suck in his breath a bit at the sight of his own hair-covered hands. Just like with Dub's back and arms Tom had thick black hair growing all over his hands. Only his finger tips and palms were still bare. The hair crept from the teen's hands onto his lower forearms, but only a few lone black hairs had spread onto Tom's arm. Otherwise the teen looked mostly the same. "Damn..." Tom said in surprise. "I guess that tonic really does work!"

Dub nodded as he plucked the bottle from where it had ended up the night before on Tom's bed. There were no real instructions or warnings on the bottle, but as the teen looked at the brown glass he felt a strange thrill go up his spine. For a moment, just a moment, Dub was wondering what it would be like to be even hairier, but more importantly Dub kept thinking back to the night before and what had happened between him and Tom "I guess I should put some more on... I don't want it all to fall out or anything."

"Wait!" Tom said as he put his hairy hand on Dub's hairy shoulder. "You're already growing enough hair on your arms... and my hands are already hairy as fuck. I'll put more on for you so you don't end up like me."

Dub nodded as he sat down on the bed with his back facing Tom. The sound of the bottle popping open made him smile, but the smell that came out turned him on instead of repulsing him. Something about that deeply musky scent made Dub's ass ache to be filled with Tom's thick cock again. It was hard not to remember how full Dub had felt last night, and Tom just felt so big and thick inside the jock's ass. Dub began to fantasize about what getting fucked would feel like a second time.

As thoughts of being fucked filled Dub's mind thoughts of fucking were quickly filling Tom's. His own cock was growing painfully hard as well, and unlike his friend Tom hadn't put his underwear on yet. The cool touch of the tonic on Tom's hairy hands made the teen sigh softly, but it took more tonic to soak Dub's hair than it had the night before. Using more tonic meant that Tom was exposed to more of the solution as well.

A familiar heat began to grow in Tom's groin as he rubbed the tonic onto his friend's scalp. Before long Tom was rubbing his hard cock against Dub's back. A low grunt was Dub's only response to the lewd rubbing. His own cock was stretching his jock lewdly, but it was the hot and cold tingling sensation that really turned Dub on. Pictures of himself with long and thick hair filled the lusty teen's mind as Tom rubbed against his broad back.

Tom had just finished working the tonic into Dub's hair when his cock clenched and a glob of yellow pre shot onto Dub's mid-back. A furious blush rose on Tom's cheeks, but when Dub didn't seem to notice Tom smiled. He moved his hairy hands down to the fresh liquid and began to rub it into Dub's skin. Before long a second clench caused Tom to gush more yellow liquid onto Dub's back.

"Ohhh fuck... T... Tom? Why are you rubbing the tonic on my back?"

Tom blushed at the question and was silently grateful for his friend's naivety. "Well... uhhh... your scalp is soaked through, so I... I thought I would use some on your back to see if it speeds the growth up."

A low, rumbling chuckle filled the room as Dub smiled at Tom's response. "You just want me to have a hairy back."

The third and largest glob of yellow pre shot onto Dub's back making Tom gasp cutely in shock. This time there was enough liquid to soak most of Dub's mid and upper back. The strange ritual continued for quite a while as Tom shot more and more pre onto Dub's back and worked the liquid across his buddy's impressive back and shoulders. Each time Tom would get a good amount of his milky yellow emissions worked into Dub's hair his cock would gush out more of the strangely tonic-like goop for the teen to use. By the time Dub's whole back, neck and shoulders were soaking wet with pre Tom finally stopped gushing onto his friend's back. "I... I think that's it for now." Tom said as his cock began to grow soft.

Dub groaned as he stood up and smiled. "I guess you used up the whole bottle, eh?" Dub asked and looked at the brown glass bottle on the bed.

"Actually no..." Tom said and blushed as he worked the last of his pre onto his half-hard cock. "It doesn't take as much as you probably think."

A moment of silence passed between the two teens as they looked at each other. Both guys were turned on by the other, but neither was brave enough to tell the other that they really liked what they were looking at.

"Thanks again Tom." Dub said and smiled.

"Oh, it's no big deal Dub. I just wanted to help you with the spirit contest is all..."

"No," Dub said as he came around the bed and pulled Tom into his arms. The boys were nearly kissing by the time Dub spoke again. "Thanks for... for last night."

"Oh that?" Tom asked and blushed bright red. "That was... it was... you see..."

"It was amazing." Dub whispered as their lips touched for the first time in their short lives. The two boys enjoyed their first kiss for a moment before Dub pulled away and grinned really big. "I'm going to meet some of the other football players at the shack for lunch. You want to come along?"

"To the shack? You... you think they'll let me in?" Tom asked nervously.

The shack was a hangout of sorts for the sports teams. The whole building was set up to appeal to people who ate, slept, and breathed sports. The only way to get inside was to be a jock or to be dating one.

"Hell yea!" Dub said and smiled. "I mean heck, we just fucked last night. In football terms that sorta makes you my bitch."

"But... didn't I fuck you?" Tom asked nervously.

Dub grinned as he pulled Tom into another steamy kiss. "Details, details."

After leaving Tom's house the teens walked to Dub's house, which was also not far from the school, and from there they took Dub's truck out to the shack. Tom had only seen the shack when he was driving by, so when Dub parked around back it was the first time Tom had ever been this close to the place.

Maybe it was his natural nervousness towards other guys, but the thought of being surrounded by jocks was enough to make Tom's hands sweat under his new layer of hair. When Dub parked the truck and Tom didn't get out of the vehicle right away Dub was forced to come around to the passenger's side of the truck and open the door. "What's wrong Tom?" Dub asked as he stood outside the truck and looked at his best friend's nervous face.

Even when he was sitting in the truck Tom wasn't tall enough to look Dub in the eye. The larger teen looked so manly and confident standing with his arms propped up on the truck's frame and door. A soft blush rose on Tom's cheeks as he realized how handsome Dub was. How had he never noticed this about his friend before?

"What if they don't like me Dub?" Tom asked and tried not to stare at his burly friend's imposing figure. "What if they think I'm too wussy or girly."

"You're not girly Tom," Dub said as he reached out and ran his thick fingers through Tom's long black hair. Dub smiled when he noticed that Tom's hair seemed slightly longer than usual. Had the tonic made Tom's hair grow too? "Hell, you're more 'manly' than I am!" Dub said with a deep chuckle to his voice.

Tom rolled his eyes as he looked up at Dub. The larger male's hand came to rest on the side of Tom's face as they shared a long moment of silence. Finally Tom relaxed into Dub's huge hand and sighed as he reached up to rub the thick hand with his own smaller hair-covered hands. Tom had no idea how incredibly cute he looked right now, but Dub did. And he knew his friends and teammates would love Tom too.

"Thanks Dub," Tom said softly, "but promise you'll keep me close to you? You... you know how I get around other guys."

Without warning Dub grunted a low, growly grunt and hoisted Tom out of the car. The hairy hunk hugged his best friend close as he lifted him up out of the car with ease. Tom felt like a little kid in Dub's arms, but he also felt very safe and a little warm too. "I'll always keep you close," Dub said gruffly and growled as he sat Tom down on the ground. The larger male put his hairy arm protectively around Tom's shoulders before he reached back to close the truck door. There was a deliberate strength behind the bulky hair-covered arm that held Tom close to Dub's side. Being led around like this made the Tom blush a little, but he decided he liked how Dub's arm hair tickled his neck and cheeks when the Tom walked beside his best friend.

...

The Shack wasn't exactly what Tom had first imagined it to be when he had seen the building from the outside. For one, the whole place was set up as a strange shrine to redneck manliness and sports. The most obvious sports were football, rugby, and hockey, but there were plenty of other teams, sports, and sports-related equipment strewn across the walls that Tom didn't recognize. Of course, football and hockey were most popular in the local area, but Tom had only really watched the local football games before.

Aside from the colorful attire, country-sports deco, and the fact that the whole place was filled to brimming with jocks, Tom really couldn't find anything 'bad' about the shack. There weren't any real private areas like Tom had always imagined, and this was certainly NOT the sort of place a jock would take his girlfriend. In fact, there weren't any girls around at all.

Dub led his new 'little buddy' towards a large booth, the largest in the restaurant in fact, where a bunch of guys were already sitting. "Dub!" They all shouted excitedly when they saw their teammate approaching. There were quite a few hearty hugs, back slaps, and shoulder punches passed out before Tom found himself practically sitting in Dub's lap while the larger male recounted his first ass-fuck to a crowd of his good buds.

Tom couldn't believe Dub was bragging about taking Tom's cock in the ass, but from the way the guy talked it almost sounded like being gay was pretty common for these guys. When a few of the other jocks started talking about the difference between ass and pussy Tom was shocked. The handsome athletic young men sitting with Dub looked 100% straight, but it turned out that more than a few were gay, bi, or at least bi-curious. Maybe these jocky rednecks weren't as terrible as Tom had always thought?

"So," A particularly bawdy jock said as he eyed Tom. "How big exactly are you Tom?"

"I ugh... I don't... it's not..." Tom stuttered as the attention at the table shifted to him.

"Looks like he's big enough to satisfy a tank like ol'Dub here," A second jock chided and laughed as Tom blushed even deeper.

Dub's throat made a strange rumbling growl-like sound as he pulled Tom closer to his meaty chest and torso. "Leave him alone guys. I know he's bigger than any of you are. I've seen you all naked in the showers, and Tom's the biggest guy I've ever seen."

The heat coming from Dub's body... the rough hair on his arms, and the fact that Tom was surrounded on all sides by muscular jocks finally got the best of the teen when he looked up at Dub and smiled. "I need to go to the bathroom Dub."

A couple of the guys had to get up to let Tom out of the booth, but before long the young man was standing. Dub was right beside him though, but Tom didn't want to earn any more jibes from Dub's friends. He politely told Dub to wait for him as he made his way towards the bathroom.

The truth was that Tom had been getting hard while he had been sitting with Dub, and all that pressure in his pants was making the teen a little woozy. He could have sworn that his cock wasn't so... bulgy... earlier that day when the two guys had been messing around.

Curious as to what was going on with himself Tom made his way towards the restroom, but when he pushed through a pair of doors the teen found himself in the kitchen instead. "Damn," Tom said in surprise as he looked around and noticed that the impressively large kitchen was empty.

The sight of the kitchen momentarily distracted Tom from his aching erection, but the throbbing shaft certainly didn't go down any as he wandered around. There were no less than three ovens going, but what really surprised Tom was the sight of a huge pot of chili cooking on a floor-mounted burner.

The pot looked like it could have fed every guy sitting at Tom's table and then some. There was no way the teen could have known that Dub had specifically come to the shack to meet his friends for the shack's famous chili-cheese fries, so when Tom found himself standing over the huge pot of cooking chili he had no idea he had made a grievous mistake in coming to the kitchen instead of the bathroom.

A wave of pleasure swept through Tom's teenage body as he stood beside the huge steamy pot. The teen felt so hot and horny that he mindlessly tugged his pants down and released his rock-hard cock into the warm steamy air. "Ohhh fuck!" Tom moaned as the steam enveloped his cock, but when he looked at his swollen member the teen was shocked with what he saw.

The skin of Tom's cock was studded with what looked like billions of short black hairs, and from how thick the hairs were there didn't seem to be a millimeter of skin that didn't have hair growing from it. Tom's cock head was also shaped differently now too, and the hairy base of his cock looked swollen somehow as well. Before Tom could really react to the sight of his own hairy rod he cried out in shock as an orgasm shook his body.

The teen's cock clenched violently in orgasm as a massive glob of musky yellow cum shoot straight into the pot of chili. "N... no... fuck! No!" Tom said before he gasped and felt a rapid second and then third orgasm grip him. The teen could barely control himself as his body shook with pleasure and shot load after load of cum into the pot of boiling red sustenance. The pleasure was intense, but so too was the relief of cumming.

Until now Tom hadn't realized how pent-up he had been. Cumming what felt like a gallon of cum would have shocked anyone else, but earlier that day Tom had came all over Dub's back. This was the same sensation, but Tom felt like he had much more to give this time around. Without really thinking much of it Tom spread his gooey yellow spunk onto his hairy shaft and groaned in a weirdly low voice at how erotic it felt. All he could focus on was how much he wanted to cum and how good it felt to do so.

After countless orgasms that easily lasted more than a few minutes Tom regained a measure of his self control. "Gotta... stop." He groaned as he somehow managed to stem the flow of cum and then stop his orgasms.

Tom slipped his cum-covered cock back into his pants as he stumbled out of the kitchen. The teen found the bathroom door on the opposite side of the hallway and quickly ducked inside. A few moments later Tom was splashing cold water on his face and washing the cum off his hands. Aside from a particularly goopy wet-feeling in his pants, which thankfully didn't soak through his loose-fitting cargos, Tom finally felt like he was himself again.

"I've got to do something about that chili," Tom said to himself as he left the bathroom.

As soon as the teen walked out of the restroom he did his best to slowly sneak into the kitchen again, but this time the kitchen wasn't empty. "Hey kid," A gruff voice said as Tom poked his head into the kitchen. "This aint your mama's house boy. What do you want in here?"

A bolt of fear struck Tom as he looked at a huge pot-bellied middle-aged man standing beside the pot of chili. The man had the huge pot up off the burner now and was stirring the cum-tainted chili with a huge ladle. It took a moment for Tom to work up the courage, but eventually he managed to take a deep breath and speak. "There's something... off... about your chili... uhh... sir."

The man frowned as he reached behind him and produced a spoon from nowhere. "Get your ass in here kid." He grumbled as he dipped the spoon into the chili and slowly lifted the spoon to his mouth.

Tom reached out to stop the man, but it was too late. The guy had just eaten a whole mouth-full of cum-tainted food!

"You're right," the burly giant said as he dipped the spoon back in and had another taste. "The salt and pepper are off today."

"That's not... I..." Tom tried to say, but the site of the burly man's big round belly made Tom pause. He had never noticed how... manly... a guy's gut could look until now. Tom's mind began to wander as he looked up at the man's rugged stubble-covered face. It was easy to tell that this man wasn't too much older than Dub, but the extra years had really made him look all hairy and manly. It was enough to bring a slight blush to Tom's cheeks.

"Thanks for telling me something was off kid." The man said as he added salt, pepper, and a few other spices to the chili. The whole time he did so the guy took bite after bite of the tainted food. Before long Tom was sure the guy had eaten more than a bowl full. "Fuck," the guy said as he grinned at his own chili. "I think it tastes even better than usual!"

"Well ugh... you... can't..." Tom mumbled as he tried to speak, but once again his imagination betrayed him as images of the burly cook in swam through his horny teenage mind.

Before Tom could stop the man he was pouring the whole pot of chili onto a massive mound of French fries. Globs of liquid cheese followed the tainted chili, and then the huge man hefted the tray of grub into his meaty, hairy arms. Tom had no idea why he noticed the dense brown hair on the guy's arms, but he did notice it regardless.

"Gotta get this stuff out to those hungry football players. It's the house special after all."

Tom followed dumbly behind the beefy cook as he hauled the food to... to the same table Tom had just been sitting at! "Tom," Dub said as he got up from the edge of the large booth and ran over to his friend. "I see you met Cook eh?"

"Found the little guy in my kitchen talking about chili." Cook replied as he placed the huge trey on the table. "Here's the chili-soaked cheese fries guys!" Cook said excitedly. "You don't mind if I join ya for a few bites do you?"

Nobody objected as Dub, Tom, and Cook all slid into the booth. Tom found himself sandwiched between Cook's ample body and Dub's warm chest. The whole table was practically inhaling the tainted chili cheese fries, but Tom could only manage a few bites. "You ok?" Dub asked between bites of chili-covered fries. "You've barely eaten anything Tom."

"I'm fine," Tom said and looked at the older man sitting beside him. "So uhh... how do you know Cook Dub?"

Dub practically crammed a handful of food in his mouth before speaking again. "He was on the team a few years ago. He opened the shack so all the sports-loving guys in town could hang out together and eat bro-chow." Dub explained as he indulged in said chow.

Tom nodded and let his friend return to eating. A strange silence fell over the table as all the guys became more interested in the food than in talking. The cheese and chili were practically dripping off their hands and mouths as they shoveled the goopy food into their maws, but that wasn't what Tom noticed the most about the faces of the young men around him.

It seemed like his imagination at first, but as Tom watched Cook eat he swore the man's stubble began to thicken. When the already thick shadow became so dense that Cook's whole face was shrouded in a dense brown shadow Tom knew something was wrong. A quick glance around the table proved that everyone was sprouting stubble now. Everyone including Dub... but Dub wasn't just growing stubble. He was downright growing BEARD.

More and more hair grew thicker and thicker from Dub's cheeks. In a few moments the young man had a beard that would have made a grown man jealous, but the hair didn't stop there either. Stubble, followed by dense brown-red hair, spread down the young man's neck and joined the already thick mat of hair growing on the back of his neck. In mere moments there was no discerning from Dub's beard and the strange hair that he had grown through the night.

And speaking of that hair... Tom also noticed that, as Dub's beard and body hair fused together, his head and neck hair grew longer and thicker as well. For the first time in Tom's life he noticed that Dub had short locks of hair hanging down from his hair-line giving the young man his first-ever real bangs. The hair that had been tickling the young man's ears finally grew past them and began to fall into the weirdly thick hair growing from Dub's neck.

More stubble crept up Dub's face until it was covering his cheeks nearly up to his eyes. Dub's beard continued to grow thicker and longer, but it stopped just at an inch or so in length just when the supply of chili cheese fries ran out. Dub leaned back in his chair and belched loud enough to make the room shake. Some of the guys clapped for him, but Tom remained silent.

"Look at you Dub!" Cook said excitedly. "Where did all this hair come from kid? You trying to grow a carpet on your face and neck?"

Dub reached up to touch his newly grown beard and neck hair, but instead of being shocked like Tom expected Dub just smiled and looked back at Cook. "You're one to talk Cook," Dub said and smiled at the man seated beside him.

Tom looked at Cook and nearly yelped in surprise. Just like Dub, Cook's whole face was covered in manly beard-hair now. The hair was thickest around the man's lips and chin, but it was certainly just as thick and long as Dub's beard was. The only real difference was that Cook was already hairy enough to have neck and back hair, so his own hair-covered neck didn't seem so out-of-place considering his age and hirsute nature.

The other guys at the table, including Cook, took a moment to feel their newly sprouted facial hair and marvel at how quickly they had grown it. There were some murmured comments about how rocking the new beards felt, but overall nobody was negative in the least about their newly-acquired hair growth. Tom blushed at the sight of so many hairy bearded guys sitting at a table together. As his blush grew a familiar tightness returned to the teen's pants.

The rest of the time Tom spent at the Shack was occupied by trying to keep his arousal in check. The jocks kept talking about the spirit contest and how they all wanted to be hairy as fuck for it. Apparently there were rumors going around that the next challenge would be beard related, but nobody knew for sure yet. The sudden onset of early teenage beard growth had the whole group gunning for who would be the 'hairiest' before the spirit contest was over.

Eventually though, and much to Tom's relief, the meet-up was over. Cook had left a while before the rest of the guys did. Eventually Tom found himself following Dub out to his truck with the last of his buds leaving to get rides home from the shack. "So uhhh... Tom..." Dub said as he hoisted Tom up and put him in the passenger seat of his truck. "What did you think about the Shack?"

Tom thought for a while before he smiled. "I thought your friends were really fun, and Cook was sexy." Tom sucked in his breath when he realized what he had just said. "I mean... not as sexy as you Dub, but he has a really manly body and I... I just thought."

"So you like guys with a little meat on them huh?" Dub asked and for a moment his voice almost seemed to rumble with a slightly growly quality to his words.

Tom reached out to touch Dub's rounded belly and smiled. "I... I think a little belly looks really manly actually." Tom replied and blushed as he admitted his attraction to both Dub and himself.

The comment about guts being manly made Dub grin really big. "If I keep eating chili cheese fries and growing all this hair out I'll probably be the 'manliest' guy in town." Dub smiled at the thought of being the biggest and hairiest guy in their whole town. Ever since he had started using the hair tonic he had really been thinking about how sexy hair could be. Now that he thought about it Dub wouldn't mind if Tom was a little hairier too.

"Did you bring the hair tonic with you?" Dub asked as he looked at his sexy best friend sitting innocently on the car seat.

"Oh um, I think I left it at home." Tom replied.

Dub frowned and looked a little disappointed. He ran his thick hands through his slightly-longer-than-before hair and smiled. "It just seems to be working so well you know, and now I have a fucking awesome beard too. Do you think the tonic will make hair grow anywhere we put it?"

Thoughts of his hair-covered cock made Tom blush when he heard Dub say that. "I think it might actually. Why do you ask Dub?"

After thinking for a bit Dub smiled and looked down at Tom. "Have you ever wanted to have a hairy chest Tom? I mean, guys with chest hair look way older and tougher than bare-chested dudes."

Tom nodded and blushed again as his imagination began to swim with thoughts of Dub's chest covered with thick mahogany hair. "We could grab the tonic and then go to your house?" Tom suggested. He eyed the clock on Dub's truck-dash. It had been a few hours since they last applied the tonic, but Tom couldn't account for the odd hair growth that had occurred when the jocks had eaten his cum. On the other hand, Tom also remembered having spread his goopy yellow pre all over Dub's back and shoulders. If Dub's back was growing even more hair now than it might prove Tom's suspicions.

Upon mention of visiting his house Dub began to grow nervous. "I dono if my dad would be cool with us crashing at my place."

"Why's that?" Tom asked curiously.

It took a while for Dub to respond, but he sounded almost a little angry when he did. "My dad is a drunken ass wipe, and I am not letting him anywhere near you Tom." Dub's lips peeled back from his teeth as he finished talking. The larger teen almost looked like he was snarling. "If he yelled at you... if he hurt you..."

"Dub!" Tom said as he stood up from his seat and practically fell into the other teen's arms. The sudden movement seemed to snap Dub out of his angry mindset, but when Dub lifted Tom into his arms and held him there both guys felt the warmth of their growing attraction towards one another. Tom had always known Dub was strong, but somehow he seemed even stronger now than he had been before. His arms felt so strong and muscular wrapped around Tom like this, and his chest felt firmer than Tom would have imagined. "Nobody is going to hurt me Dub." Tom said softly as he nuzzled his best friend's chest.

"Damn straight they won't." Dub said with a low and possessive growl to his voice. The larger teen buried his face against Tom's neck and took a deep breath of the other boy's scent. Dub relaxed as the smell of his best friend filled his nose. Something about the other teen's natural musky scent made the angry feelings inside Dub go away.

"We could hang out at my house again if you wanted." Tom suggested. "My parents probably won't be home tonight, and it gets pretty lonely being by myself at night."

"Is that a suggestion or an invitation for more ass sex." Dub asked as his growling took on a whole new tone.

Tom rolled his eyes, but he grinned at the thought of fucking Dub again. "If it means I get to fuck your ass again than consider it a date."