Surf's Up
Surf's Up
By Apollo Wolf
This story is not for young or otherwise immature eyes. Please do not continue if you object to or are otherwise prohibited from reading pornographic material that involves two males. Comments are welcome.
Brad walked down the beach in his swim trunks. It was spring break, he was in California, and he had just gotten a surf board. Sounded like heaven on earth. Except for one little problem, he didn't know how to surf. He had been learning how but he still needed a lot of work to get anywhere close to impressing somebody. For right now though he wanted to practice without embarrassing himself in front of the other beachgoers by wiping out.
He crossed the beach and had long ago left the crowds far behind. He found himself alone on some forgotten stretch of the beach where few sun and fun seekers bothered to travel to. He passed between an outcropping of rocks that probably submerged in high tide and would make it hard to get back to the rest of the beach and with a nearby cliff making an inland passage all but impossible. Fortunately he had checked and should have several hours before the tides even started to roll in. He continued walking until he came to a very deserted part of the beach, a cove almost. Yeah, he smiled to himself, this place looked like just the spot to perfect his moves and become a better surfer. He brushed his blond crew cut hair and grinned to himself behind his shades. His bathing suit batted in the wind a bit, time for some fun.
Brad shaded his eyes and looked over the water, this was gonna be great... wait a minute. Is that somebody else out there. Damn it I thought I would have this place all to myself.
A lone figure had come around a bend in the beach and was gliding between the crests of the waves. No blankets on the beech, maybe he's just passing by. Looked like a guy anyway and from the way he was riding the waves he knew what he was doing.
Brad walked to the water with his board and began to swim into the surf. He paddled out against the cold water and waves, his suit getting wet and plastering to his body as he paddled towards bigger breakers. He stood cautiously and started moving through the water, fighting to maintain his balance and stay upright. Surely he looked like a total novice, and of course wiping out on such a pathetically small wave didn't improve his image. He swam back over to his board and leaned on it, treading water. His efforts had drawn him a little closer to the other surfer so he figured he should be friendly and at least say hello.
Brad waved to the figure "Hey over here!"
Surfing off by himself Alec had noticed the guy awkwardly riding the waves. In fact he had to keep himself from laughing at him as he teetered along. Alec focused his attention back on the awesome action in the water and skimmed through a barrel ridding out just ahead of the curl. Now the new guy was waving at him, Why not, he figures and waves back before gliding around in a figure eight to head in his direction.
As the figure comes closer Brad squints, something looks odd about this guy but he is not sure what it is. As the surfer comes closer, a small wave crests over top of Brad causing him to glance away. He can feel the figure approaching as he bobs in the water.
Alec cruised in close and kneeled down on his board, that's when he dipped his tail in the water, creating drag and bringing him to a smooth stop right next to the stranger.
"Great surf today isn't it?" he says lisping slightly. A wide smile spread across his muzzle showing off a sparkling toothy grin.
Brad's eyes widened as he looked up at the figure. He seemed to be some sort of half man half animal... an otter or something. He was quite tall with most of the height coming from his long torso and not his relatively short legs. His stunningly well muscled body was covered with a smooth textured surface much like a neoprene or spandex wetsuit, it had a nice sheen about it and the wet large body looked really odd. It had a thick rudder-like tail and a nice well muscled form and was covered in dark brown except for a thick patch of tan mocha on his chest and a black nose. It had to have been a costume of some sort because he was also wearing a pair of red speedos that left nothing to the imagination. Brad couldn't help but stare at the size of this guy's flaccid dick in his briefs. It was huge. Looks sexy too. He shook that thought from his head and looked at the otter-like muzzle and face of this surfer.
"Uhh... yeah, great surf. Nice suit" said Brad, trying not to look down at the red brief speedos the large otter man was wearing. He wondered to himself if he meant the speedo or the strange costume this guy had to be wearing. But it looked incredibly realistic and that tail was twitching and he was using it to help control the board
"Oh thanks, the red one is one of my favorites. So," he stood up on the board with perfect balance, large webbed feet spread wide, "you wanna to hit the waves?"
Brad stared up at the otter man, his weird spandex suit stretched taut over his impressive muscles. He stood there with such steady balance even as the waves rolled by beneath them, that tail hanging in the air and his webbed paws splayed across the board seeming to help.
"Yeah red's a good color... real sexy" Brad offered before he even knew what he was saying. He shook his head. "Uh.. yeah, love to hit the waves. Hope you don't mind but I just started learning how to surf though. I'm Brad by the way"
The otter-man scratches at his head shaking out some water from an unruly mop of furry spandex-like hair, "Well I can give you a few pointers if you want, I've been doing this for years. The name's Alec." He extends a large webbed hand with only three fingers in addition to the thumb to Brad who by now at least had managed to get up on his board in a seated postion.
"Nice to meet you Brad," he squeezes his hand firmly, "with the right skills it doesn't take so long to learn... besides it looks like you can impress the folks on land easy enough." Alec added with a wink.
Brad takes the webbed paw in his hand and shakes it feeling the strangely smooth material caressing his skin. It feels really good on the palm of his hand and feels the slight claws and the weird webbing. "Yeah that would be great Alec. I really wanna improve my surfing skills. You know show off for the ladies. Not that you need much help showing off," Brad glanced again at Alec's speedo covered crotch and the large tube inside wondering if it too was covered in the brown spandex.
"Uhh yeah thanks. That's real nice of you to offer to help, I was just trying to figure it out on my own." Brad responded humbly as he laid on his stomach on the board. "So you wanna show me your moves?" Brad asked as they began to paddle out further into the water.
Alec flops down on his board then starts to propel himself with his broad flat tail. "Ok then. Follow me; we'll make you into a surfer in no time."
Brad is quickly outdistanced by the skilled otter using his webbed feet and his thick tail giving Brad a perfect view of his ass. He stops himself and wonders why he is looking. A large wave comes up and Brad begins to paddle preparing to ride the wave glad to have someone there to help show him the ropes.
"Now the trick to it is all about timing and balance....feel the water moving beneath you and it will tell you which way to go." Alec instructs jumping to his feet as they reach a small wave cresting in front of them.
Brad does the same standing behind the otter teetering a bit still trying to get his balance as the wave begins to crest and they begin to ride it. Brad fumbles a bit trying to get his bearing, the water rushing under his board as Alec, the otter-man, seems to ride the waves so seamlessly, so easily. It hardly seems fair as the otter rushes down the wave and Brad follows jerking about trying to keep his balance fighting the current somewhat.
Alec steers himself every now and then with a little dip or drag of his tail. He can tell he's got Brad's interest so he does a quick 180 before doing a perfect flip off the top of the wave and landing without even wobbling.
Brad is so flabbergasted by the amazing acrobatics and the moves of this strange otter he shakes on the board and falls off no longer able to concentrate on the waves. He's amazed at how this sexy stud can move so well in the water. Crashing into the cold sea water shocks him to his senses and he swims to the surface embarrassed and annoyed.
"There has got to be an easier way" he says to himself as he breaks the water's surface and looks at Alec's grinning otter face.
Alec watches Brad topple and fall and starts to laugh loudly, he does a quick turn over the top of the wave and glides up to Brad to allow him to hang onto his board he stands there standing and looking down at him.
"Ok, heh heh, well not to bad for a beginner..."
"Easy for you to say" said Brad thoroughly chagrinned as he looks up at the grinning laughing otter. Oddly, his annoyed embarrassment fades as the otter laughs at him. He cracks a smile, "hey did ya see where my board went" he asked looking about a hand brushing the side of Alec's spandex rudder tail.
"Yeah it's back up near the shore. Here why don't' you try it with me so you can get a feel for it."
Alec bends over, still keeping his balance, and grabs Brad underneath his arm pits and easily lifts him from the water and sets him down on the front of his board. He sits down and straddles the board behind Brad and begins to paddle with his tail pushing them out for the next wave.
Brad is surprised he was so easily lifted by the muscled otter guy. Now sitting in front of him he could sense the packed speedo rubbing at his swim trunk covered ass. The otter's smooth spandex paws gripping him and feeling so good on him. It's so strange as they begin to move towards another wave, one that will probably carry them to shore. Brad glances at the beech and spots his own board which has lodged itself in the sand near the shore and he also sees a large beach bungalow house he hadn't noticed before.
"Is that hat where you live" he guessed innocently as they board moved quickly towards the large wave that began to lift them.
"Yep, that's home. OK, now here we go."
He pulls brad to his feet and holds him in close to his body, his chest against his back and his crotch on his butt one arm around his waist.
"So just feel what I do. When you hit the wave just right and its really clicking it's unbelievable."
They pick up the wave and ride it as it jostles them but Alec keeps them both balanced every now and then pulling Brad tighter against him. Brad feels the power of the wave controlled perfectly by Alec, and what's more, he feels the powerful presence of the otter's strange form against him, rubbing his back, butt and waist and feeling so good. Brad tired to shift his concentration back to the wave, it does feel unbelievable as they careen down the crest of the wave. But the otter holding him so close dominates his thoughts, his snout breathing on his ear and neck the smooth spandex feeling rubbing across his skin. Brad's dick begins to harden in his swim trunks as the waves push them forwards at unbelievable and amazing speeds.
They glide along together until almost to shore before making a few s curves. Alec drops his tail to drag them to a stop in the shallows, then jumps off into the knee deep water.
"So what did you think, did you like the way that felt?" He asks grinning slyly. Brad had an impressive figure and Alec could tell instantly he was getting a woody under his baggies, the sight causing his own cock to stir slightly.
"Oh yeah it was totally cool" said Brad trying to cover up his arousal at the feeling of the otter cupping and caressing his body earlier while he slides off the surfboard. "Man that was great. I dunno how you got so good but I have to learn to do that. That wave was incredible."
Brad flexed his shoulders a bit and walked towards the beach. "Mind if I take a break? That wore me out a bit." He was secretly thinking he wanted to get his woody down so the hot otter guy wouldn't see it. Wondering why he was so turned on by this brown spandex otter with the weird loose surfer hair.
"Sure why don't we go up to my place, I can get us something to drink." I bet this guy would go for it...look real hot in a new suit too, Alec thought to himself. He climbed out of the surf, the water dripping down his torso. He stretched a bit and rubbed at the piercing in his right nipple before reaching down to readjust his speedo, he lifted his board up with his tail.
"Looks like your board's right over there. Come on... lets go inside ," he shakes his head water flipping out of his hair.
"Yeah a drink sounds great" said Brad with a smile as he rushed to get his board and go inside with this otter man.
Looking at his wet spandex bodysuit it almost seems like a second skin and the way he controls his tail and those webbed feet. Brad couldn't believe how hot he found him... he'd never thought about another dude this way before. Brad rushed to catch up with the wet otter guy, getting some water on him when he shook his head. He hadn't noticed that piercing before, but it looked really manly and hot. He had once thought piercing was just for women, but on the otter it looked so sexy. He had to adjust his own trunks and was glad he was behind the otter though, because he got a great view of the perfectly muscled spandex ass and tail as he walked. That tail looked great too.
"Just need to put my board down somewhere safe is all, it's brand new and I'd hate to loose it"
"Here just leave it out here next to the porch," he said setting his down and opening the door to the beach house.
The shack was larger than it looked from the outside and seemed to stretch farther back into the cliff it sits next to. The place is simply decorated, with modest but comfortable furnishings; it's a bit untidy though, with a few pairs of speedos lying around the place.
"Come on in, sorry about the mess, make yourself at home."
Alec strolls into the kitchen and reaches into the fridge and pulling out a pair of sodas tosses Brad one. He disappears momentarily into a back room and returns with towels.
"Here. You want to dry off?"
Alec starts to towel himself off lightly, "Do you mind if I make myself a bit more comfortable? This swimsuit can get a little irritating when I wear it too long."
"Oh yeah sure knock yourself out" says Brad looking about at the large bungalow. He's surprised how big it seems and how much of the décor including the speedos hanging about, has to do with the ocean. Posters of surfers and islands hang on the walls beside the comfortable well worn furniture and nice TV set. A few movies sit by it, many of them surfer movies.
"Fan of surfing?" said Brad coyly not looking at the otter. He assumes the otter is putting on some loose pants which would be a shame, covering up his crotch. Still maybe it would help get his mind off of the otter's sex
"Don't worry about the mess, you should see my apartment" says Brad absentmindedly toweling off and draping his towel over his waist to hide his semi erection before sitting down on the couch.
Alec smiles, Brad still thinks it's just a costume, he thinks to himself. He reaches around behind his back and undoes a few snaps in the swimsuit above his tail. He turns his tail to Brad as he bends over and peels the red speedo down his slick legs. Alec stands up and stretches feeling the cool air on his long thick sheath, smooth and light brown like his chest. He turns to face Brad, giving him a good long look before wrapping the towel around his waist.
"Oh yeah, surfing really is my life, I can't imagine doing much else everyday." He sits down on the couch next to him, his legs spread wide creating a large mound in the towel.
Brad can't help but stare at the thick tube of meat between the otter's legs as he turns, the light brown spandex covering his chest continuing down around and crotch and covering his balls. The dark brown dick was real surprise between his legs, this costume this guy is wearing is incredibly detailed, it must have cost him a fortune to make, he thought. The towel now covered his waist but was still bulging with a thick dong under it.
"Yeah it is fun, still I bet there are other things you like," said Brad looking about the room, "like that suit for instance. Man I can't believe how great it looks on you. Where did you get it?"
"You mean the speedo?" he asks picking the damp cloth up off the floor, "I make these myself. But yeah I like plenty of things besides surfing"
"No...not that. The otter suit. Did you make that too? Ever take it off man? I mean when not surfing?"
Alec reaches over and gently strokes a webbed paw along Brad's chest grinning, This isn't a costume...this is who I am, here feel," he takes Brad's hand and places it on his chest, "what do you think?"
"Bull shit, that has... to... be... a, costume?"
Brad feels the rise and fall of his chest, surprised at the warmth and sensual smoothness. He presses in on the muscle mass under his hand, the webbed paw gripping him softly. He slides his hand across the slick skin, feeling up his chest and moving his hands up to the strange creature's muzzle. He can feel the solid bones of his jaw and the gentle pulses of his cool wet nose as he breathes in and out. Alec pulls Brad's hand back down until it rests on his chest again. Still thinking it's some sort of suit, he tries to pull on the skin, but only manages to pinch one of Alec's nipples instead.
"Ow hey... watch it... don't start something unless you intend to finish."
Brad is still so very confused, how can such a thing be real, he thinks to himself. But as he gazes into Alec's wide blue eyes, all his worries and rationalizations seem to fade away like whispers in the wind. He soon finds himself so comfortable and at ease with this sexy being, he just wants to know more about him.
He continues to slide his hand across the slick brown surface of his chest, "feels great, really hot," Brad says, then catches himself, "I mean is it hot in here or is it just you... I mean me!"
Brad feels his cheeks blush as Alec laughs, his chest rumbling. He tries to keep from staring at him, especially the huge mound in his crotch while he changes the subject "So, uh... what do you like besides surfing?"
"Oh you know, various physical activities, he slides Brad's hand along his abs and then beneath the towel around his waist, "You know what I said earlier about it not taking long to become a good surfer? All it takes it the right.......equipment." He places his hand directly on his smooth spandex cock.
Brad's eyes widened as he involuntarily wraps his fingers around the thick large shaft, his fingers feeling the smooth soft yet hard spandex. Brad's hand is released from Alec's grip but he continues to stroke and caress the hard cock beneath the towel.
"Yeah... uh... where do I ...uh get the right equipment" said Brad squeezing his meat and yet trying to ignore how good the cock in his hand felt or what was going on.
"Well first," he said taking a hold of Brad's hand again and stroking his stiffening boner with it, "you'll need the right swimsuit, and I think I've got one just the right size for you."
He smiled standing up and dropping the towel, "if you're interested of course?"
Brad stares at the huge meat still in his hand before looking up at the otter standing over him, "Yeah sure a new swim suit would be great these trunks are getting...um... hold... I mean old."
He sat there, still stroking and rubbing the cock without the otter's help now feeling it continue to stiffen and grow larger and wider. Soon its almost a foot long and as almost as thick as Brad's forearm.
"Ok well follow me," Alec pulls him to he feet then turns and beckons him with his broad tail waving slightly above his round tight ass.
Brad gets off the couch and follows after the otter watching his tail swing back and forth over his ass, slightly hypnotized by the sight of the hot otter-man. Alec walks along, his massive cock bobbing stiffly in front of him, his tail weighing heavily behind. He leads Brad to a large back room with all kinds of strange silvery machinery and what appeared to be a large booth or tank. He opens a drawer in the wall and pulls out a small brown speedo only a shade darker than his own brown spandex skin. He hands it to brad then leans back on his tail and lazily strokes the full length of his cock, precum starting to make it moist and slick.
Brad takes the speedo but can only stare at the amazing sexy pole between Alec's legs the massive weight and heftiness of it as it dribbles precum down his webbed paws. Brad doesn't even really look at the machinery, amazed and enamored with the otter's dick and the thick tail that helps prop the spandex otter up.
He holds the skimpy little speedo in his hands, "um should I put this on then?"
"If you want to..." Alec responds almost lazily, "I won't force you to do anything you don't want to. But I think you'd look damn good in them." He smiles and licks his thin spandex lips with a long tongue.
Brad shudders and quickly strips off his bathing suit. He doesn't even try to hide his arousal, his six and a half inch dick jutting out form him as he pulls on the slick spandex feeling it slide and glide smoothly up his legs. The fabric seems moist, almost slimy in a way but it feels so good caressing his skin until it tightly rings his waist and grips his cock pushing it into his crotch. It shows it off quite well, the obvious dark brown spandex bulge in contrast to the milky white skin of his thighs.
He looks at Alec for approval, "what's next in getting the right equipment?"
Alec smiles and walks up to him and cups his package in a large webbed paw, "yeah I think these fit you just right".
He leans in and kisses him deeply his thick tongue probing Brad's mouth. He gently pushes him backwards towards the empty chamber. His long thick cock poking at Brad's waist, he breaks away from the kiss.
"Just stand here and enjoy the ride." he backs up and a door slides down sealing the chamber. The door is actually a one way mirror, allowing Alec to observe the chamber but only letting Brad see his own reflection.
Brad stumbled back into the chamber wondering what Alec meant as the door closes. He raises a hand to his face and smells the otter's weird precum smelling like wet salty cloth and the ocean. His cock throbs at the memory of the webbed paw on it gripping it through the spandex speedo. He looks in the mirror and grins posing his body some looking at how hot he appears in this swim suit. Oh yeah he looked sexy. Still would like to have a package like the otter's but boy he looked good and manly.
Suddenly, tube like tentacles start to emerge from the floor and ceiling of the chamber. One grabs a hold of each ankle forcing him into a wide stance, two more protrusions lower and grab his wrists before starting to retract pulling his arms above his head. The position leaves Brad stretched out in front of the mirror, his crotch bulging even more so beneath the thin brown speedo.
Brad struggles as he is forced spread eagle in front of the mirror, he whips around trying to move against the tentacles as he feels the smooth spandex moving on his waist and feeling so erotic as his erection bulges outward. No matter what he does, the tentacles hold him tight, he as gasps and yells in surprise "What the hell!"
A thick tube rises from the floor, and starts to poke and prod at his crotch. It deftly moves his cock into a position that has his prick tenting straight out in front of him. The end of the tube opens up and slowly starts to slide down Brad's steadily thickening meat, pressing the spandex of the speedo down against his skin. It moves all the way down his shaft before it starts to suck and vibrate, a small cup develops and covers his balls massaging them with a light touch. The sucking, vibrating tube keeps going from slow to fast, altering frequency and power.
Brad gasps and begins thrusting his hips a bit at the pleasure the tube's oscillations are producing in his groin. It moves up and down his crotch, feeling so tantalizing and messing with his mind as it pushes and sucks on his dick. The tube massaging his balls creates such wonderful sensations, his cock and nads feel as if they are swelling as well. But he is so lost in sensation he pays little attention to it and he doesn't even see the suit begin to twist and grow, getting larger and starting to creep up his waist and stomach and down his legs tightly gripping his thighs. The gripping and sliding spandex spreading over him lightly massaging his skin as he thrusts into the tube lost in the euphoria of this experience.
Alec looks on in approval as The Machine manipulates Brad and begins his transformation. He feels so turned on by Brad's movements and he knows what he must be feeling. He sits down on the floor with his tail pointed out between his legs. He strokes his large thick cock a few times then bends forward, his supple body giving him enough reach to suck the head of his cock into his mouth, he slowly sucks his meat as he watches The Machine work its magic on Brad.
Brad writhes inside of the chamber, no longer fighting to get free, but only to continue the glorious sensation spreading outwards from his cock and balls. The tube continues to suck and pull on his dick and it definitely feels weird as if it's swelling larger and thicker now. He glances down and sees the tube change to translucent allowing him to see the brown mass that is his spandex covered cock get sucked further into the tube as it stretches. The liquid spandex continues to creep down his legs and up across his chest and arms, tightly cuddling his body encasing him in slick brown material. The spandex begins to push and cajole his flesh and musculature into a new form, making him appear all the more ripped, exaggerating his body's appearance of manliness as it slides up his body.
Brad's muscles pop and stretch as they start to bulge and define themselves beneath his new spandex skin. Yet another tube emerges from the wall behind Brad and attaches itself to his backside just above his ass. It starts to vibrate against him sending out more waves of pleasure through his body. It presses and pulses into his ass almost as if it were burrowing into his skin.
Brad groans and moans feeling and watching his own cock growing thicker inside the sucking tube, his head perfectly defined in the very dark brown spandex. His penis throbs, the veins popping out in sheer arousal as his dick expands, growing wider and bigger, his balls were increasing in size as well. The spandex coaxes and rubs his body as his muscles pop out he can see his torso stretching and lengthening. A strange sound of surf barrages his ears as the spandex begins to creep up his head.
Brad gasps at the sensation and he moans as the spandex begins to enfold his hands and feet, he feels like he should black out from the pleasure, his nipples poking out, encased in spandex, his chest heaving. The tentacles holding his wrists and ankles melt into spandex as they cover his hands and feet, Brad can feel as the bones and tendons are reshaped, the spandex thins and drips away revealing large swelling paws with webbed fingers and toes. He can see he has one fewer finger on each hand than he did before.
The tube on his backside starts sucking and pulling on his spandex skin then pulls away pulling flesh along with it. The fleshy protrusion starts to grow broader and thicker soon reaching down to the floor and filling with feeling and sensation. The tube releases it and Brad's new spandex tail flops to the floor. New tentacles have appeared in front of him in quickly move in to massage and suck at his nipples. With a sudden pinch his left nipple is pierced and a shiny stud is inserted. A large tube drops from the ceiling with what appears to be a gas mask of some sort attached to the end of it. It advances on him and attaches itself to his nose and mouth and wraps its way around to cover his ears. The sounds and smell of sea and surf fill his mind.
Alec continued to suckle on his own dick as he watched Brad progress, he would be a fine specimen he thought to himself, a perfect mate. The arousal making his own dick become thicker and longer, pushing further into his muzzle. He deliberately kept himself stimulated but held off his imminent orgasm, only drinking of the massive amounts of clear pre that he produced.
Brad flexes his new webbed fingers and his webbed feet splay as his face is covered in the mask and he can smell and hear the sea and it mixes with the insane pleasure he is feeling. He waves his thick fleshy spandex tail back and forth, enjoying being able to twitch his huge new tail, his body expanding bigger feeling so well muscled as his cock spasms inside the tube, now looking bigger and bigger. The mirror in front of him now showing a nearly totally otterfied stud. He feels great, manly and aroused and wants to fuck all the guys and have them admire his new look.
Alec can see that Brad's transformation is nearly complete only his head and muzzle need to be reformed. He drools on his own hardon and can't wait to have Brad's new cock in his mouth. The beautifully smooth spandex pole was now truly massive as it is sucked by The Machine, its length and thickness rivaling his own meat. The thick veins of Brad's cock strained and The Machine knew just how much to push him and yet keep him from cumming...Oh no, we don't want him to waste any of his seed just yet, Alec thought.
The mask on Brad's face massages his cheeks and jaw. It slowly starts to pull and stretch his nose and mouth into the mask. His ears start to reform becoming more closely set to his head more like an otters. His face is now pushing out sharply as a muzzle forms, teeth and tongue reform as spandex lips stretch across his face.
Brad was writhing and groaning his smooth spandex body so incredibly aroused he desperately wants to blow his load. All the while the ocean whispers to him and he can smell the sea salt. He just wants to ride the waves and have sex. He gasps as he senses his face inflating, looking in the mirror as the spandex covers his head, his hair changing to a wild tuft of bleached blond fur like spandex. Meanwhile his nose turns black and bulbous under the mask as his new muzzle completes itself. His now huge dick throbbing, the veins popping out all over it, his head huge drooling with pre that gets sucked up into The Machine. His thick tail whaps against the walls of the chamber as he feels so aroused and turned on, thinking of Alec and how much he wanted to be with him. He loved Alec for showing this to him and he was so hot!
The fresh sea air fills his nostrils and the sound of crashing waves block out all other thoughts from his mind. As they subside Brad no longer knows of anything other than being a smooth sexy spandex otter-man. The tentacles release his arms and legs and the mask pulls away from his otter face. The tube on his cock disappointingly stops its sucking and pulls of his dick and retracting into the floor. This leaves Brad the otter-man standing alone in the chamber facing the mirrored door. Alec pulls off his dick and stands up now that Brad is done, he dick drools its precum as he waits in anticipation for the chamber to release his new bud.
Brad stares at his new elongated muzzle and blond surfer hair and his broad studly muscled body, his huge dong hanging down between his legs so thick and long. He's sorry The Machine stopped but so aroused at the changes that have taken place. The look of his dark brown spandex wetsuit-like skin was just perfect and right. He strokes his pierced nipple and his new huge dick and groans as it slides under his spandex webbed paw. The spandex dick sliding up and down dribbling precum as he looks in the mirror as it begins to retract from the door.
The door opens revealing a pumped and totally muscled otter Brad, who's also sporting a huge hard cock. Alec smiles and strokes his cock slowly, "So How do you feel?"
"Like, totally radical dude!" says the new surfer otter, "totally wicked ride. Made my dick feel so huge just like catching a big wave," Brad said coming up to Alec and using his own webbed paw to grasp both heir huge cocks and rub them together.
Brad dipped his head and kissed Alec's snout, "Wild ride man," he says backing away. "I feel like so totally tripped out and hot and sexy and like an otter should!"
Alec smiled inwardly, "I knew all you needed was a good massage, your form on the board was suffering... a total embarrassment to otters everywhere."
Alec moans as he feels Brad huge cock grind against his own. He whipped his tail up between their legs and used it to prod at Brad's ass and intertwine with his tail. Their smooth spandex bodies sliding against each other.
Brad grins at his buff bud and gasps as he feels his tail nudging his ass, "Yeah man you were so totally right on that. Must have been a bad day."
Brad twitched his own tail, his ass clenching as he felt Alec's strong tail wrap around his and hold it tight. He continues to rub their thick dribbling cocks together between their manly pecs, his deep dark brown coat in stark contrast to Alec's light brown abs and chest.
"Man you were totally righteous on the waves today though, I just wish I was as good as you."
Alec reaches up with a large webbed paw and squeezes Brad's pierced nipple, rubbing and twisting it. "Well you know I save my best moves for when I'm off the waves."
He leans in and licks Brad's muzzle before pealing his hand off their dicks. He slides down along Brad's body dropping to his knees only to nuzzle at Brads thick long cock and heavy balls. Letting it hit him in the face leaving splotches of slippery pre juice on his spandex skin.
Brad looks down and smiles, "Oh yeah man I know, I totally know," he says and then gasps feeling the otter's spandex mouth on his twitching huge dick.
"Yeah man that massage so turned me on, I need to blow my wad before we catch some more righteous waves." Brad grasps Alec's head and starts to force him into his crotch. "Just keep doing it dude!"
"Mmm mmmm... well let's make some waves of our own first." He rubs his webbed paws along the inside of Brad's thick muscled thighs. He inhales his musky scent before suddenly wrapping his long mobile tongue around the tip of the mammoth cock and sucking it into his mouth, the salty taste of sea and spandex filling his drooling mouth, his lips playing across the smooth veined skin of his meat.
Brad's eyes rolled back as he grabbed Alec's head in pure lust and thrust his hips a bit, his throbbing dick surging forward. Brad stood there in pure ecstasy, feeling the otter's mobile tongue sliding up and down his smooth undulating spandex his considerable manhood twitching and dripping in his lover's face.
Alec plunged Brad's throbbing manhood deep into his muzzle, swallowing every inch of its incredible length. He grabbed a hold of his ass checks and massaged them with webbed paws occasionally fingering his ass. Alec's broad tail slapped against the floor as he sucked and sucked at his otter lover's tool, drooling down his chin, and licking at his balls.
Brad's tail swung back and forth as he heard the BAM! BAM! BAM! of his lover's tail on the floor. His cock throbbed and his ass felt great as it was fingered by webbed paws. His balls tensed as he groaned then suddenly with a twitch of his organ he hit new levels of bliss. The Machine's effect and his lover's muzzle was too much for him to resist for long and a huge wad of cum erupted form the tip of his dick, gush after gush of thick gooey sea water-like salty semen flowed as the surfer otter that was once Brad orgasmed several times.
Alec moaned as the pleasure poured forth from his bud's cock. He sucked and drank down every drop he could get but still hungry for more. He grabbed him tightly around the waist practically lifting him from the floor as he continued to try and milk more seed from the thick spent cock that still burned in his throat.
Brad whooped as he was lifted from the ground, Alec practically balanced him on his face and continued to suck down his cock like a sword sallower, "Damn Dude you're hungry! Let's get up the bedroom and ride the sheets a bit ya know you still need your exercise!"
Brad wrapped his legs around Alec's chest then used his long mobile tail to stroke Alec's ram rod stiff cock.
Alec set him down and slowly pulled back of Brad's spandex dong, panting and licking his lips. His own monster cock still pulsing and throbbing with need.
"Ugh... cough cough... yeah.... maybe we could use some time in the bed."
Alec hugs Brad close, his poll pressed tightly between their spandex abs.
Brad rubs his body up and down against his friend, his own dong dripping with saliva and cum as the huge dick between them pulses. He grins leaning down a bit and kissing it with his muzzle. "Well let's get to it then."
Brad trails off and suddenly flips Alec up in his arms in a fireman's carry he begins to walk to the door, "let's have some fun upstairs dude!"
Alec coolly grinned to himself as Brad picked him up and hauled him off to his bedroom. His plan had worked perfectly and he now had a new friend and lover. He was surprised at how quickly Brad took to the effects of The Machine, but it was encouraging as he had his eye on several other surfers that frequented his area of the beach that he would love to see take a ride in his invention. But he put that though aside as he was tossed into the soft pile of sheets on top of his bed, he had more urgent matters to deal with at the moment.