Ross and Aiden: Balls to the Wall

**********Disclaimer*********

The following story involved the characters of Ross and Aiden. This story take place in Trouble's Growing Pandemic universe and while they involve the same characters, none of the stories are chronologically intertwined or related to one another in any way. The basis of this is merely that it involved the same two characters, in the same universe but with difference scenarios. You do not have to have read the previous 'Ross and Aiden' stories to know these two or to know what is going on.

That said, this story involves a lot of the male physical form with an emphasis on genitals, particularly with them being hyper-endowed, enormous muscles and the rapid growth of said muscles, an extreme amount of semen (cum) and the entrance of an individual into the penis of another male.

In short, this story has the following content: M/M, Muscles, Muscle Growth, Cock Growth, Hyper, Cum and Cock Vore.

If that doesn't scare you away, enjoy the story!

****Aiden****

Party week.

It was what Whitespire College called that period just before winter set in when all the fraternities threw the biggest parties they possibly could in an attempt to outdo one another. Apparently, the prestige of being known as the 'biggest party frat in the college was something people gunned for. Even Gamma Iota Kappa (commonly known as 'Geek') was throwing what they called 'the biggest D&D frat party in town'.

It was also where most of the damage was damaged to the campus. Drunk frat boys running around, going on underwear raids, wrecking up the place and passing out in the middle of the campus was common around this time. It was also when the streets were a little dangerous for the kinds of Ross and Aiden.

Neither of the young men fit in with the frat crowds. Ross was getting his degree in Arts but thus far undeclared and Aiden was striving for his engineering major. Aiden went to the gym with the aim to bulk up and he was well on his way and Ross had a lithe build that, in the colder months when his winter coat came in, made it look like his fur was wearing him. In their downtime, Aiden preferred to tinker with machines and make little 'inventions' of his and Ross tended to be hunched over his computer, doodling using his graphics tablet. Neither of them drank or at least go so drunk that they passed out and suffered from hangovers though.

"Okay!" Aiden announced, slapping the large map of campus he had printed out onto the wall of their two bedroom dorm. He smacked a ruler onto the map which had large sections coloured in red. "Red sections are placed that we need to avoid or risk being overrun by hormonal, drunk frat boys. White sections are safe areas. Blue is water."

Ross gave his friend a worried look. "Whatcha got there, bud...?" he began warily.

"This is how we're going to survive this week," the shorter, stockier wolf said. "I've mapped our routes on how to get to and from class easily whilst avoiding the possibility of running into any frat boys that could possibly drag us into one of their lame-brained, knuckle-dragging, brain-cell-killing parties or becoming one of the butt ends of one of their pranks."

The red coywolf rolled his green eyes and leaned absently against his desk. "Aiden, I bet if one of those lame-brained, knuckle-dragging frat boys came up to you, drunk off their ass and confused you for their girlfriend and wanted to fuck your brains you, you wouldn't even take the time to go to our dorm before you lifted your tail."

Aiden huffed loudly and smacked the map with his ruler. "And then we'd wake up the following morning full of regrets and one of us would have a sore ass. This is how we're going to avoid that."

Ross shook his head and and returned to his drawings. "Have you even considered that these guys need to go to class as well? This map will only really apply during the night when they're all partying, right?"

"How can you be so nonchalant about this?" Aiden demanded of his roommate. He slammed his ruler beside Ross' desk, causing the other canine to jump in surprise. "Don't you remember all the stories? We're freshmen. And we're not pledged to any frat. We're like _currency_to these meat heads! I heard that the guys at Mu Omega Omega actually round guys like us like cattle and either force us to pledge or they to unspeakable things to us!"

The budding artist shook his head and turned back towards his screen. "Why are you even so against this? I remember first day on campus, you wanted to join one of those frats. It's why you started bulking up. You were jealous of how fit they all were and you got it into your head that to be accepted by them, you need to be ripped."

"Stop psychoanalysing me!" Aiden growled. "And lets not forget that you're the guy that joined that one figure drawing class just so that you could stare at the bare rump of that rhino from Kappa Upsilon Mu."

"What? He had a great body. It's art."

Aiden stormed over to his friend's screen and twisted it around, revealing an image of that very same rhino mounting a very familiar coywolf. "Of course it is."

Ross hurriedly minimised his program and swivelled his chair around. "Okay, truth time. You know just as well as I do that this time is actually pretty damn fun. And the frats get a lot of memberships during this time. What's the real reason you want to avoid the red areas?"

His with the black and white fur pattern sighed and slumped onto the far bed. "I just don't want to be the reject. I mean, I didn't get to join during Pledge Week and Party Week is sort of like the time when those that didn't get in the first time have their second chance."

"But you still want to join a frat," Ross said.

Aiden covered his brown eyes with his forearm. "No offence, bud, but you're my only friend in this place. College is meant to be the time when we network and make friends that will help us make it out into the big world beyond. But so far, all my engineering classmates are complete tools, pun intended. I mean, I love making machines and inventing stuff but it's not all I like to do. All those guys ever talk about that kind of shit!"

"Aren't those the kind of people you want to be buddies with in your profession?"

"They'll be network connections. But friends? Hardly." Aiden sprang up, his tank top straining against his chest muscles which were covered in a soft, white fur. "Fraternities are places were you make a bond of brotherhood that lasts forever. Kind of what we have but I want more."

Ross shook his head and got up. "You are a greedy son-of-a-bitch, you know that?" He picked up a leaflet on his table and smacked Aiden's nose with it. "You're just luck you have a friend like me."

The wolf frowned and swiped the leaflet from him. "What's this?"

"Oh, just a little invitation I got from a friend in figure drawing."

Aiden regarded the leaflet and his eyes widened. "Whoa... This is an invitation to the Kappa Upsilon Mu frat party today! How did you get this!?"

"Not all of us just draw our models, you know. Some of us talk to them. They are living beings."

Aiden grinned broadly and sprang to his feet, his tail wagging. "This is awesome! We're going, right?"

Ross reached over and ruffled his friend's short, brown hair. "Do you really need to ask?" He wrapped an arm around Aiden's shoulders and gave his shoulder a light punch. "Just don't spend the next two hours trying to figure out what you're going to wear, okay? You're a butch wanna-be-frat boy. Not one of their floozies."

*******

"Urgh... I should've put on the tie..." Aiden mumbled, shifting uncomfortably in his white, collared shirt. It was one of those shirts that allowed the long sleeves to be rolled up to his elbows so that it showed off his forearms. He wore a pair of black, denim pants that almost looked like slacks. His feet were covered by sneakers and a light, blue vest hung over his shoulders.

"Dude, you're going to a frat party, not a job interview," Ross said. Unlike his friend, Ross was dressed in a green shirt that hung open to leave his chest exposed, a pair of shorts and sandals. Aiden had shorter fur and even in the winter, he didn't get much of a winter coat. Ross could make do with minimal clothing.

"You're right!" the wolf exclaimed. "I need to change my pants for shorts! I need to wear sandals!"

"You don't own any sandals."

"You're right! Let me borrow yours!"

Ross rolled his eyes and pushed his friend towards the large two storey house which was already in full party mode. "Most of the time, you're the logical, down to earth one but when it comes to big, burly guys, you are a complete idiot."

"I don't become a complete idiot in the presence of big burly guys." Aiden folded his ears back. "Just when they're frat boys..."

Ross stepped in front of his friend, blocking his view of the house. "Okay, what is it about frat boys that turns you on so much?"

Sighing, Aiden averted his gaze. It was hard to tell when he was blushing but one could usually tell when the insides of his ears started to turn a bright red. "It's the way they're just so laid back, manly and... I dunno... It's the way that they're so confident and close to one another. Oh and the way they call you 'bro' in that slow, almost primitive drawl..." Aiden bit his lower lip and let out a soft whine. "God... I know most of there are all dumb as bricks but fuck me if I don't want them to call me one of their 'bros' and fuck my brains out."

Ross lifted his eyebrows. "Do you fantasise about one of those 'bros' fucking you and then you becoming totally one of those 'bros' miraculously."

Aiden's blush grew so intense that the white fur on the underside of his jaw turned a bright pink. "It... may have slipped into my dreams every once in a while..."

The crimson coywolf sighed and wrapped his arm around his friend. "Just promise me that you'll be yourself, okay? Don't try so hard to be one of them. If they don't accept you for you, don't stoop to their level, okay?"

His wolf took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Okay. Okay. I can do this. I can totally do this." He grinned at his friend albeit the gesture was shaky. "Thanks man."

"Any time. Now come on, let's get shitfaced."

"Urgh, you know I hate alcohol."

"And you call yourself a fratboy."

The Kappa Upsilon Mu frat house was a big, red brick building that sat in the northern side of campus, quite far from any of the actual school buildings and a good distance from other fraternities. Apart from the big 'KUM' written in big, golden letters just above the entrance, it seemed just like a normal, old building from the founding of the school. There were many such buildings and according to the fraternity's history, the KUM frat house was one of first fraternities established on campus.

But it was still a fraternity.

The sun had yet to set and already a few windows were shattered and there was even a swivel chair embedded into the lawn out front. Loud music blared from inside with lights flashing deep inside and there was even a band that was playing on the roof with spotlights dancing high into the sky.

Already, Aiden could tell it was going to be one hell of a party.

There was a big, burly horse bull standing at the entrance with his arms crossed and a KUM shirt stretched tightly across his chest. Clearly the guard, Aiden felt his tail tucking between his legs as they approached the door.

"Sorry brah," the bull said, holding up a big hand. "Invitation only." Then his eyes settled on Ross and his expression brightened. "Oh hey, Rosco! Glad you made it!"

Ross' stance suddenly relaxed and he held up his paw for a high five. "Yeah bro. Wouldn't miss this kickass party!" He gave the bull a high-five and then pointed at Aiden. "This is my roommate and best bro, Aiden. He's with me, Gav-man!"

"You need someone to carry your ass home, eh?" snickered the bull.

"You know it! I got to get my drink on!" The two bumped fists and then the bull swung the big, double doors wide open for the two.

Aiden, his jaw wide open, stared daggers at Ross as they stepped through.

"What?" Ross responded with a shrug. "He was in my figure drawing class, we talked and we bonded!"

"Did he fuck you and turn you into a fratboy like him?" growled the wolf.

"You're blowing this out of proportion. Why don't you go grab a drink?"

"And what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to mingle!" Ross' expression brightened as he turned and waved at someone in the crowd. "Hey! Coriander! Wassup, brah! You're looking puh-umped, bro!"

Aiden's ears folded back in annoyance as his friend puffed out his chest, suddenly piled on the confidence and swaggered over to a towering Labrador. He watched with fire in his eyes as his friend gave the dog a spirited high five.

He took a deep breath and mustered his courage. This was a frat party. It was time to socialise and maybe get inducted... maybe. Though he was still conflicted on whether or not he wanted to join or not, he at least concluded that it was a party and he should enjoy himself. Though it was somewhat difficult with so many big, burly guys crowding the place. He was bumped and shoved from left to right, feeling terribly self conscious about his own size and weight. On the opposite side of the spectrum, Ross - despite being smaller in bulk - seemed to move fluidly amongst the crowd and engaged others in conversation with a confidence that Aiden dearly wished he could emulate.

Many times he tried to start up a conversation with one of the fratboys but they always looked at him with this look like he was just a poser, trying desperately to be one of them. It made him feel so small and shrink back. Everyone seemed to be getting bigger and he was getting much smaller. An unbearable amount of time passed before an arm wrapped around his shoulder and shoved a beer into his paws.

"You need to loosen up, bro!" Ross laughed. "Come on! Drink up!"

He regarded the beer with a frown. "Since when have you been all buddy-buddy with the KUM boys?"

Ross gave him an exasperated look. "I'm not looking to join them or anything if that's what you're thinking. That's your dream. I just like to have fun, that's all. And these boys are off the hook! Wooooooo!" He threw his head back and let out a loud howl which was echoed by many of the other canines in the room.

Aiden let out a weak howl himself.

"Look, you need to stop over analysing everything," Ross said, poking his friend's chest. "These guys aren't here to judge you. They're not going to constantly gauging whether or not you're fit to be part of their frat. They're just having fun! You should too!"

"I wish I had your confidence..."

"Confidence?" Ross snorted and suddenly grabbed the beer in Aiden's paw before taking a swing of it. "More like a lack of inhibitions!" He handed the beer back to Aiden and then turned away, tail raised and wagging happily. "Enjoy the party, man! It's for everyone!" He thrust is fists into the air and let out another howl before he disappeared behind the bodies of several tall fratboys.

Aiden regarded the beer in his paws and took a sip from it. He grimaced at the taste. It was oddly salty. Sort of like a malty bitter taste with that terrible alcoholic twang. After a second gulp and shook his head.

This really wasn't for him.

He went to search for Ross but couldn't find him. Not that he tried very hard. After being shoved around several times, he got fed up and headed for the door. Gav-man, the big bull bouncer was out there still, guarding the door.

"Heading home already, preppy?" rumbled the bovine.

Aiden snorted and shoved his free paw into his pocket. "I thought I wanted to be in a fraternity and party hard like you guys but it's just not me. Funny thing..." He regarded the beer in his paws and swirled it absently. "... my best friend told me to be myself and he's the one in there being a total frat boy when I know he's not like that."

"Maybe you don't know him at all, prep."

"Maybe..." He gave the bull a little scowl. "And why are you calling me 'prep' or 'preppy'?"

"'Cuz you look like one of 'em preppy kids who comes in here waving all their money around and buying their way to their degrees."

Aiden regarded his attire and sighed. "Yeah... I suppose I do." Then he eyed the bull again. "So why are you stuck out here instead of partying in there?"

"I got the short end of the stick," was the answer. "Wish I was in there though. Would kill for a beer."

Aiden glanced at the barely touched can in his paws and offered it to the bull. "You want it? I don't really like alcohol."

The bull snorted and took it from him. "And you wanted to be a fratboy."

"I know, right?" Aiden snorted. He leaned against the other end of the doorway to the bull. "So what's your real name 'Gav-Man'?"

"Gavin. You?"

"Aiden."

Gavin drank from the can and nodded. "Nice to meet ya, Aiden. "

"I'm an engineering major. You?"

"Economics."

"Football scholarship?"

"That obvious?" Gavin snorted. He ran his gaze over Aiden. "You lift?"

"Little bit. Trying to bulk up."

"Getting there. You have a gym partner?"

"No. Ross doesn't like going to the gym."

Gavin flexed a big, thick arm. "Maybe you wanna hit the gym with me. I'm there every day at about one."

Aiden gagged. "Every day? I'm only there three times a week!"

"That's why you're so scrawny, preppy."

His cheeks burning, Aiden puffed out his chest and said, "Fine. I'll see you there at one tomorrow then. Provided you're not too drunk."

"One beer get me drunk?" Gavin laughed, shaking the empty can in his hand. "Please. I got more stamina than that."

"Of course you do. Frat boys like you are 80% alcohol. The other 20% is testosterone and sex."

"True that!" Gavin laughed, throwing his head back. A loud howl erupted from the house behind them and Gavin lost his laughter. "Ah, sounds like they're havin' fun in there."

"I guess." Aiden shook his head. He was starting to feel a little dizzy. He hated drinking but a few sips of beer usually didn't make him feel so light headed. "Anyway, I should head back to the dorm. If you see Ross, tell him where I went."

"Heading off so soon, preppy? What? Our party ain't good enough for you?"

Aiden took a few steps down and let out a soft laugh. "Come on, I just told you. This isn't my scene."

"You haven't even been here a whole hour, bro! The night has just started!"

"I've had my fill."

Gavin's big hand suddenly wrapped around his shoulders and the bull's breath wafted down his neck. "I don't think you have."

Aiden's cheeks began to burn for an entirely different reason as he felt something hot, thick and powerful brush up against the crack of his ass cheeks. His tail began to lift instinctively and his entire body began to feel awash with fevered fantasies and startled disbelief. This was his dream! To be fucked by a frat guy! His throat went dry and he began to shake but Gavin's strong hands tightened their grip around his shoulders, keeping him relatively still.

"You wanna be filled, bro?" Gavin whispered in his ear.

The words that came out of his muzzle both shocked him and sent his brain into overdrive.

"Yes please."

****Ross****

Frat boys were such fascinating creatures. High social, sometimes, they can be just plain stupid but other times, they could also be extremely manipulative. Such was the case with Corey. For several weeks now, the tall, athletic leopard had been posing for Ross' figure drawing class, flexing his perfectly sculpted muscles, showing off his stacked shoulders and letting the sun shine on his washboard abs so that every detail was accentuated.

And he had been hitting on Ross every day after the session ended.

It just started with a simple 'hey' after class.

Then the next day, it evolved into a 'sup' to which Ross would reply with a smile and head off.

The next time, he asked, Ross replied with "Nothing much, you?"

Corey answered with, "Gonna hit the gym."

After that, conversation naturally evolved. They grabbed coffee together after class, met up just before class and Ross showed him some of his drawings. Corey was, if anything, an exhibitionist and his ego was certainly stroked when he saw Ross' drawings of him.

"Bro," said the fratboy, one day "you purposefully making my dick bigger?"

"If I did, that'd be a failing grade," Ross said as he regarded the pictures. "I'm meant to draw you as is, you know."

"Dude, you like my dick?"

Frat boys, always so eloquent and subtle.

"It's a really nice dick," Ross admitted with a sarcastic edge. "Probably one of the prettiest dicks I've ever seen."

"Pretty," Corey answered with a frown. "Bro, you don't call another dude's dick 'pretty'."

Ross rolled his eyes at the leopard and shrugged. "Well, to be honest I haven't seen a whole lot of it. I just saw it in your sheath. And I really don't want to see more than that."

"Why not bro. Yer gay, aren't ya?"

He spun back towards the feline with a frown. "What makes you say that?"

"You're looking at my dick, dude. You got to be gay."

The coywolf shut his eyes and tried not to let those words get to him. "Okay, first of... just because I look at your naked body for an hour and a half twice a week, it doesn't necessarily make me gay. Secondly, your cock isn't the only part of your body that I have to draw. I've got to focus on other things as well. And finally, your dick isn't the most impressive I've ever seen."

Corey looked offended by that and frowned. "It ain't? Whose the best you've seen?"

Was this guy for real? Was he so shallow and self-conscious that he would ask a near-complete stranger what was the best dick he'd ever seen. "I've seen a lot of cocks, trust me. And yours doesn't make my top ten."

"That's 'cuz you haven't seen it at full mast!" Corey puffed out his impressive chest and crossed his arms. "How about you come to our party tonight. Me and a couple of my buddies will strip down for ya and you can compare."

The canine frowned at the leopard. "Are you _seriously_asking me to come to your frat party and judge your dicks?"

"Sure! I figure the best judge of a guy's cock is a gay guy!"

Ross took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He remembered how Aiden always wanted to go to a frat party and be one of those frat boys so he decided that this was probably an opportunity he couldn't pass up for his friend. "You know what? Fine."

"Great!" Corey patted himself down, pretending to look for something in his non-existent pants. "But ya'll need an invitation. Come with me to our frathouse. I can get you one."

"Fine."

Ross followed - or rather was escorted by - Corey to the Kappa Upsilon Mu frathouse. The KUM Frat held no secrets as to just how promiscuous they were. They would never make number one party frat but they would certainly rank pretty high if ranked on just how much sex was had. Rumours had it that the KUM boys - pun definitely intended by those that made up that name - would have sex with anyone; girl, guys... trees. As long as they got their rocks off. It was the one place where college guys go to have sex.

The budding artist honestly couldn't understand his roommate, Aiden's, fascination with frat boys but he knew his platonic gay friend was not just into big, beefy guys but he liked them dumb and horny. Maybe Aiden had fantasies of the scrawny geek turning into the ripped, muscled frat boy but Ross honestly couldn't see it.

Sure the KUM boys - Ross tried not to snicker - had good looking bodies but he was after more than just their looks. Guys like Corey who clearly suffered from penis envy and whose ego was so fragile that even the slightest bit of rejection would shatter it and leave them begging to be put back on that heroic pedestal was just the kind of guy Ross did not want to get involved with. But Aiden wanted to be part of that crowd so...

For Aiden.

They reached the red brick house which had yet to be hit by the ravages of party week. Streamers, banners and balloons were being set up like it was some ten year old's birthday party. Ross wondered if this was exactly what these frat boys were trying to emulate. As expected, all the guys there were quite beefy. Some were developing a beer gut from... well, drinking a lot of beer but their arms and chests certainly were large and well-defined. Ross resisted the urge to take out his drawing pad and sketch these fascinating creatures. There were so many different body types and seeing them in motion was like watching a well-oiled machine.

In that regard, Ross could understand how Aiden could be fascinated by them. His roommate could go on for hours about how hypnotising watching gears turn was.

"By the way, Rosco," Corey said, "if yer gonna make the party tonight, ya gotta dress the part, 'kay? Don't come in looking like a total nark."

"So show a lot of fur, don't worry about proper footwear, look like I just woke up and don't worry about fashion?"

"Totally! Oh and don't bother wearing underwear."

He flicked his ears forward. "What? Why?"

"'Cuz no one in KUM does!"

"Good... to know, I guess..."

They entered the house which was still quite neat and tidy. Fratboys were in the process of setting up the festivities. A big bull was pulling a couch from one end of the room to the other by himself and Corey immediately headed over to help. Ross felt at a bit of a loss what to do and just followed.

"Hey, newbie?" grunted the bull.

"Naw, just the guy that draws me nude every Tuesday and Thursday," grunted Corey. "Name's Rosco."

"Ross, actually," corrected the red coywolf.

"Hey Rosco," said the bull as they set down the couch. "I'm Gavin. Pleased to meetcha." He held out a fist and Ross wondered why anyone would offer a fistbump as a greeting. Shrugging he bumped the fist and Gavin immediately grinned.

"So you draw the Coriander nude, eh? You know I was in that class once, right?"

Ross remembered. He also remembered that Gavin's body, while certainly amazing in many respects and gave him an excellent understanding of male muscle structure, wasn't all that fascinating. He had seen a lot of buff guys in his time - especially being gay, the internet was an infinite resource for that sort of thing. He liked unusual body types more.

He glanced over at Corey. "Coriander?"

"I like Coriander and it fits my name, s'what?" said the Leopard with a shrug. "We call him the Gav-man 'cuz he's so huge he's got his own gravitational field!" For emphasis, Gavin lifted his arms and gave them a flex.

"You do realise that 'gravitational field' has an 'r' in it, right?" Ross said.

"Whu?" grunted both of the KUM boys.

"Nevermind," Ross sighed. "Hey, I've got a friend who'd love to come along. Mind if I bring him tonight?"

"The more the merrier, bro!" Corey laughed. "Is he the guy with the awesome dick that you say is better than mine?"

"What? I never said -" Ross shut his eyes and sighed. "You know what? Yeah. He's gone the 'God-Penis'. So can I bring him?"

A predatory smile crossed Corey's features. "Fuck yeah! Then I'll get to show you just whose dick is better!"

"Yay..."

******

Ross had to admit that he had an ulterior motive to inviting Aiden to the KUM frat party and why he never said anything to his close friend and roommate about being overdressed. He and Aiden had been friends since middle school. The slightly shorter stocky wolf was the first person Ross came out to. It had been an apprehensive time for Ross and he feared he had just jeopardised their friendship. Aiden just laughed, took Ross to his room and showed him his porn collection. His gay man-on-man collection.

The two had never been closer.

But Aiden's fascination with frat boys just didn't sit right with Ross and he knew it was just a phase the wolf went through. Last year, it was army men and his friend was seriously considering taking his engineering degree to the military. The year before that, it was wrestlers, particularly sweaty spandex. That ended when he actually tried some spandex on and it chaffed his fur so much and left a rubbery smell on him for weeks that he got turned off the idea. The year before that it was mailmen. Ross teased him about being that house dog barking at the mailman and made a lot of innuendos about 'packages being delivered through the mail slot'.

This year, it was frat boys and deep down, Ross knew that his friend really wasn't one of them. The best and quickest way to get him to get over his obsession was to expose him to the lifestyle. Just seeing his friend squirm in his rather handsome attire, Ross already knew that Aiden was going to drop this fetish well before the night was done. He tried not to be too happy about it.

When they arrived at the KUM frathouse, he saw Gavin at the front door. Feeling somewhat mischievous, Ross puffed up his chest and led Aiden confident up the white steps to where the bull was guarding the door.

Gavin held up a big, meaty hand. "Sorry brah. Invitation only." Ross reached for the invitation in his pocket when he locked gazes with the bull. "Oh hey, Rosco! Glad you made it!"

He had forgotten that the fratboys had started to call him 'Rosco'. Once quick glance at Aiden revealed the wolf's surprise and, feeling the mischief maker in him rising again, he replied with a big high five to Gavin.

"Yeah bro!" he exclaimed. The words sounded so alien to him but he was pretty sure he was pulling it off. "Wouldn't miss this kickass party!" He gestured at Aiden. "This is my roomate and best bro, Aiden. He's with me, Gav-man!"

He had to remind himself what Gavin's nickname was.

"You need someone to carry your ass home, eh?" 'Gav-man' snickered.

Ross had no intention of getting drunk but for Aiden's benefit, he would most certainly act like it. "You know it! I got to get my drink on!" He bumped Gavin's fist and like some sort of secret hand sign, Gavin swung the big double doors open for them.

They stepped inside the house where the party was already in full swing with Aiden staring daggers straight into Ross' back. Not two seconds in, Ross couldn't take the scrutiny. He glanced over at his friend, that brown, piercing stare filled with fire.

"What?" he said. "He was in my figure drawing class, we talked and we bonded!"

"Did he fuck you and turn you into a fratboy like him?" Aiden growled.

His friend's jealousy was just so adorable that he just wanted to reach over and pinch his cheeks though he was pretty sure he'd lose a finger if he tried. "You're blowing this out of proportion," he answered with an absent wave of his paw. "Why don't you go grab a drink?"

"And what are you going to do?"

He quickly glanced around for anyone he knew and was glad to see the golden yellow fur with the black, cloudy patterns. "I'm going to to mingle!" He waved over at Corey. "Hey! Coriander!" he shouted loudly. "Wassup, brah! You're looking puh-umped, bro!"

Corey glanced over to him with a can of beer in his paws and grinned. Ross swaggered over - or at least tried to. He could still feel Aiden's gaze on him even as he left his friend to 'be himself' amongst the fraternity.

"Rosco!" Corey announced. He grabbed Ross in a powerful headlock and ruffled his hair, making Ross growl in annoyance. "Glad ya made it! Still a little too early to be measuring dicks though! Not drunk enough yet."

"I really couldn't tell," Ross muttered, pushing the feline's meaty arm away.

Corey jerked his chin in Aiden's direction. "That your bud?"

"Yeah. He's my roommate. Aiden."

"He's got a nice bod on him. Still a little scrawny. Could use some time at the gym with us boy! Am I right, fellas!?" Corey thrust his paw into the air and was greeted by a loud, approving cry. Several canines actually went so far as to let out a trumpeting howl that nearly deafened the poor coywolf.

"He thinkin' 'bout joinin'?" Corey asked.

"He is actually. He wants to be a total fratboy."

"He kinda looks nervous. He needs to relax a little." Corey suddenly snatched a beer from out of nowhere and handed it to Ross. "He needs one of these!"

Ross took the cold beer and turned it over in his paw. It apparently came from Whitespire, that megacorporation that practically owned the city. Little surprise there. He popped top of the can and took a sip. It was oddly salty which was a little odd for a beer, at least to him. Then again, he wasn't an avid drinker so he didn't have much to go on.

He realised Corey was regarding him closely, waiting for his reaction. "It's good."

"Atta boy!" Corey wrapped an arm around his shoulders, leaning on him slightly and causing Ross to become a little unbalanced. "You wanna join our frat too?"

"Me? Oh god no. I'm just here because of Aiden."

"You could totally become a KUM boy!"

Ross lifted his eyebrow at the leopard. "Was that meant to be funny?"

Clearly already heavily inebriated despite the relatively early time, Corey frowned. "I dunno. Was it?" Then he broke out into a dopey grin and gave Ross a nudge. "Come on, bro. Why don't ya wanna join? We have lots of fun! Plus ya get free room and board! We jus' got a couple of rules. First and most important, no sex with a bro's ex unless you agree to share."

The crimson coywolf couldn't be more confused. He tilted one ear to the side. "Share? What? As in you get her on Mondays, Tuesday and Wednesday and the other guy gets her Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays?"

Corey looked genuinely appalled though it was a little hard to tell as he was starting to sway in place. "Naw, bro! Like, if you fuck the girl at the same time. She's got more than one hole, ya know. Even better if it's a guy. Nothin' better than feelin' yer bro's dick against yer own as ya double stuff the guy."

Ross shook his head and gently used Corey's arm to guide him over to the couch. "Okay, just how much have you had to drink?"

"Jus' the one." Corey held out five fingers.

"Whoa. A fratboy that's a light weight. That's a new one."

The hunky feline went to tilt his beer back towards his lips but Ross intercepted him, snatching it away before any of the amber brew could slide into Corey's throat.

"That's enough for you."

"Yer right..." Corey murmured. "Ya haven't even finished one!" With a speed that belied his inebriated state but sang true of his species, the leopard suddenly sprang up, seized the beer from Ross' paw and grabbed the stunned coywolf. Ross was hurled straight onto the couch, his head tipped back as Corey tipped the can towards his open muzzle.

"Chug! Chug! Chug," chanted the crowd and Ross had no choice but to comply.

He choked and spluttered, the smell of alcohol pervading his nostrils. Some of the beer splashed and fell on his shirt and exposed chest, sending a chill throughout his entire body. Strangely, as the liquid filtered into his belly, he felt a warmth rise up and seep into his veins. A sense of calm quickly flooded him and he began lapping up the beer instead of choking it down. Panic gave way to a pleasant haze. He grabbed the beer can and downed the rest of it by himself.

"Yeeeeeaaaah!" Corey howled.

Ross grinned and bashed the beer can against his forehead. It didn't hurt as much as he expected but seeing the pleased grin on the leopard made up for the mild discomfort.

"Bro, ya should totally pledge!" laughed the feline, pulling him to his feet. "Fuck, you've seen plenty of the boys naked! That's more than most pledges can say!"

"You think I could join?" Ross asked. He was finding it hard to concentrate. Whatever the alcohol content of that beer was, it had left him with a rather warm buzz. Mixed with the adrenaline that came from Corey's impromptu assault, he was actually feeling very good. "Can Aiden join too?"

"'Course, bro! Yer gonna need a wingman!"

"Sweet!" Ross had never exclaimed 'sweet' before in his life but it just felt like the right thing to say. "I'll go tell him!"

Corey snatched another beer from somewhere and thrust it into Ross' paw. "Take this to celebrate!"

"Thanks, brah!"

Ross bounded happily through the crowd, tail raised and wagging and never even giving the idea that he had just said 'brah' a second thought. Not 'bro'. 'Brah'. It took a while to find his best friend as Aiden seemed to be making an effort to make himself look small and meek. With his dark coloured fur, he almost looked invisible in the crowd of towering, muscled bodies and dim party lights.

He snuck up to the wolf and threw his arm around his friend's shoulder, shoving the beer into his paws. "You need to loosen up, bro! Come on! Drink up!" He helped Aiden a little, pushing the open beer can towards Aiden's lips.

The clearly disproving wolf frowned at him and angled the beer away from his lips. "Since when have you been all buddy-buddy with the KUM boys?"

It was a good question and when Ross tried to give it some thought, it required some brain power which, in turn, began to kill his buzz. He didn't like that. "I'm not looking to join them or anything if that's what you're thinking," he lied, just to placate his friend. Well, technically he didn't lie. Corey just suggested he should join but he never said he would. Though joining wouldn't be so bad. "That's your dream. I just like to have fun, that's all! And these boys are off the hook!" He threw his head back and let out a howl. "Wooooooo!"

The crowd responded with their own howl and that brought his buzz back. His tailed was wagging and he was panting, so full of energy. He gave Aiden a strong man-hug and started poking his friend's thick chest.

"Look," he began, "you need to stop over analysing everything. These guys aren't here to judge you. They're not going to be constantly gauging whether or not you're fit to be part of their frat. They're just having fun! You should too!"

Aiden cast his gaze downwards. "I wish I had your confidence..."

"Confidence?" he snorted. He grabbed the beer from Aiden's paw and took a drink from it. The salty brew filled his body with that same, intoxicating warmth so much so that his eyelids even fluttered a little. "More like a lack of inhibitions!" he exclaimed and handed the beer back. That was Aiden's beer, after all. He needed to find his own. "Enjoy the party, man! It's for everyone!"

Ross thrust his fists into the air and howled, searching for more of that delicious brew. There was a whole stack of them on a nearby table and he eagerly snatched one up. He barely had the top popped open and Corey's big paw fell on his shoulder and gave it a tight squeeze.

"Hey bro. I got the rest of the guys here. Let's go up to the roof so ya can judge our dicks."

Whatever reservations Ross may have had about the dick measure contest were no longer present. With a slightly dopey grin on his muzzle, he straightened, a beer in his paw and lifted it into the air, pointing in the general direction of the stairs.

"To the roof!" he declared.

The march up the three flights of stairs was rather hurried and flew by as a blur for Ross. He only became aware that he was on the roof of the frathouse when the biting cold of the night touched him and reminded him that he had been soaked in beer earlier. Corey told the band there to take a break and grab something to eat. This was met with some groaned from the few audience members on the roof with them but they followed the band into the house itself to get some food and drink.

Once they had a modicum of privacy, Corey introduced the three other guys with him, two other KUM boys and another guy who was from another fraternity who was in Corey's class.

"Okay boys!" Ross exclaimed, taking a swing from the beer. "Strip!"

There was no hesitation in any of the men in front of him and that aroused him. Aiden was right. Something about the confidence these guys exuded was very sexy. He had seen Corey's package many times before but he had never seen it somewhat erect. The leopard's feline dick was poking out of his sheath slightly, uninhibited by the cold air. To his left was a Shaun, an equine who was naturally bigger than Corey and was pretty much at full mast already. Beside Shaun was a bear who looked to be suffering from a bit of penis envy as he stared at the other two. His dick wasn't too bad. Just had more girth than length. Ross thought his name was Landon. The last guy, a wolf with grey and white fur, was completely flaccid, his cock sitting shyly in his sheath.

Ross gave the lupine a little smile. "Come on, bro. The other guys are beating you here."

"This is totally gay..." grumbled the wolf. "I dunno why I even agreed to this."

Ross swaggered over and shoved his beer into the wolf's paws. "Here, this'll help you." The mystery wolf shrugged and drank some of the beer. Like magic, his sheath, covered in white fur, began to plump up and rumble with excitement. A little pink point began emerging from the coating of white, heralding its emergence with a tiny drip of precum.

Not satisfied, Ross glanced from one dick to the other. He looked into the eyes of each of the men. There was no way this was just a simple dick measuring contest. There were some... expectations there. With a mental shrug, he fell on his knees and pushed his muzzle against the mystery wolf's crotch, taking in the deep, heady, musky scent. The lupine shuddered but didn't object. Ross could see the other guys looking on avidly as he slowly opened his muzzle and wrapped his lips around the wolf's emerging cock, coaxing it out of it hiding spot.

The warm, salty taste of the precum on his tongue reminded him a lot of the beer he had been chugging including its intoxicating nature. He lapped at the cock, urging more and more of it to come out. The point of no return came when the throbbing member pushed up against the roof of his muzzle and began squirting precum down his throat at a constant stream. It was just like drinking the Whitespire brand beer.

The lupine suddenly let out a loud whine and his hips abruptly bucked. Ross' eyes widened as a blast of cum came shooting out of the member and straight down his throat. The first blast caught him by surprise but he quickly swallowed it long with the second shot. The sticky seed went straight down his throat, filling his veins with the same warmth and buzz that the beer had given him. Only this time, the moment the fluids reached his belly, all that heat went rushing straight to his groin, causing it to burn with lust and need. He reached down towards his crotch and rubbed his own raging erection, madly trying to unbutton his shorts.

"No fair, dude," Corey rumbled. "Why'd Connor get the first blow. I invited you."

Ross didn't to turn too much until he found the leopard's feline dick mere inches from his face.

The only things on his mind were the words 'dick' and 'suck'.

****Aiden****

WHAM!

Aiden gasped as the cold, hard brick wall of the frathouse slammed against his bare back. He couldn't believe that this was happening. Gavin ravaged his muzzle, hungrily locking lips and using his thick, flexible bovine tongue to lather Aiden's lips with his saliva. The stunned wolf found himself diving straight in and chasing that tongue, eager to suckle on it. It was almost like he was watching the entire scene from within his body; he felt grope on his body, every heavy breath on his neck and every lusty thrust against his groin but his reactions were not his own. His paws squeezed on Gavin's thick pectorals and he thrust his hips madly to meet Gavin's erect cock through their pants.

The aching in his balls and erect cock grew to unbearable levels and he was whimpering for release. As if sensing his need, Gavin grabbed the collar of his buttoned shirt and tore it clean off his body, buttons popping in various directions as he stared hungrily down at the smaller wolf with lust and need. The air condensed in front of the bull's face as he took three big breaths. Then he plunged straight in, shoving his lips against Aiden's left nipple, suckling on the dark flesh and sending waves of electric pleasure throughout the wolf's entire body.

Toes curling in pleasure, Aiden seized the back of Gavin's head, wildly urging him for more. His other paw seized his forehead like he was slapping it in disbelief. He tried to focus, tried to think what would be the best thing to do in this situation but a strong haze of arousal was clouding his thoughts and all he wanted was to be stuffed badly. With a frustrated growl, he reached for his pants with both paws and desperately tried to yank them off. Every second that he delayed, the aching in his dick grew more and more. In his sex-addled mind, he completely forgot that he was wearing a belt and just kept tugging at his pants in futility.

Gavin tore his lips away from the wolf's nipple and, seeing the large tent in the pants before him, lunged for it, trying to wrap his muzzle around thickening meat. He gnawed at the fabric, making Aiden groan as those teeth, cushioned by his underwear and pants, assaulting his senses madly. Every inch of his body was on fire, a fire that originated from deep within his balls and spread through every vein, bleeding into every muscle and soaking into every body. The only relief came when his hips bucked and a tiny bit of precum shot out of his dick. But the cooling effect of the moment of release was quick to fade as the flames within his body redoubled in strength.

Unbeknownst to either male, their bodies were reacting to the overwhelming sensations in a peculiar way. Gavin, already big and burly as is, groaned in pleasure as his entire body felt like it was undergoing one immense build up to a single, explosive orgasm. The muscles all over his body seized up and only when he bucked his hips in the air did they seem to relax. But every time they went rigid, they seemed to flex even bigger than the previous instance. The mountainous slabs of meat across his back bulged and stretched his KUM shirt to the limit, his lats rising up like two volcanoes ready to erupt. His brown fur began showing through the straining seams of his shirt, divided clearly by the line of his spine. A loud ripping noise cut through even the muted music from the frathouse. His shirt fell apart in shreds, giving way to his enormous back muscles that tapered perfectly towards his hips.

The bull's breathing grew more and more ragged and desperate as he threw his entire body into his gyrations. Bones crackled and grew, causing his eyelids to flutter as strange chemicals began pumping into his brain, numbing what would otherwise have been painful, sudden growths into bursts of addictive pleasure. His spine heaved upwards suddenly and the awkward position caused him to immediately straighten, his entire torso stretching even longer than it had been previous. His upper body rapidly compensated for the sudden growth, mass packing behind his flesh already stretched taut by his impressive build. More and more chorded, iron-like sinew built behind his pectorals, pushing them out with his pink nipples leading the charge. The cleft between the gargantuan mountains mirrored the one down his back and with a single flex, he could easily crush entire beer cans between the muscles, if a can could even fit between the tightly pressed masses.

A loud groan ripped from his throat and his muzzle hung open, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he was overloaded with pleasurable sensations. Gavin threw his head back and let out a loud, guttural noise halfway through a roar and a grunt as his dick surged out of his shorts, ripping the fabric with ease. Effectively a third arm, the thick, throbbing member's veins pulsated with blood while cum filled with an infectious substance pumped up from his rapidly growing balls. Unable to control himself and not truly wanting to, Gavin seized the wolf in front of him with two, might hands with only one thing on his mind.

On Aiden's part, he too was overrun with strange sensations that he could not resist. As Gavin's back was growing, his chest rapidly expanding. The noises he made grew deeper and deeper as his chest expanded. The fluffy brown fur that sat in the middle of his chest like a little crest against the sea of white disappeared into the folds of his thickening pectorals. Bands of muscle appeared across the mounds of muscle, looking like they were painfully maintained and pushing up against his skin and fur until every vein and sinew was visible.

His hips buck madly, cock leading the charge in desperation for freedom. With every thrust, his stomach tightened and the abdominal muscles that he could never get to show quite perfectly began to push up against his skin. A sound like crackling leather filled the air and one by one, a stack of eight, perfectly square abdominals appeared right beneath his pectorals, leaving little room between them and with edges so hard and maintained that they could have cut diamonds.

With what little consciousness Aiden had left, he looked at his paws. He watched as thick veins appeared across their backs and his fingers and palms surged with new size and strength. Waves of immeasurable ecstasy shot from his fingertips, flooded down his palms and coursed through every vein down his forearm. Those very same veins surged with strength, letting out loud gurgling noises as they thickened to three times their size and looked like little blue-green tubes that showed up even against his fur. The effect of the increased blood flow and infection caused his forearms to surge out into thick, hams, giving him a momentary appearance of Popeye. His forearms felt heavy and they fell to his sides and slammed against his brick wall behind him, the force of the blow causing the red wall to crack slightly. The impact pushed the virus straight up into his upper arms. Horseshoe shaped triceps bulged out, looking tense and ripped even went relaxed. His biceps ripped through the remnants of his shirt and became as large as watermelons, kissing the edges of his broad, rounded shoulders and forearms even when relaxed.

Aiden's head fell back and his tongue rolled off his muzzle as his mind became awash in a sea of pleasure. A loud grunt erupted from his throat as his cock began is growth just like Gavin. But things took a different turn as the bull's massive hands suddenly seized his hips and flipped him around. Those very same hands ripped his pants off with ease, revealing his throbbing rump. Even exposed into the air and subconsciously knowing what was coming, Aiden continued to thrust madly into the air; every thrust causing his glutes to tightened and grow into huge, basketball sized mounts of steel-like muscle. Perhaps with some degree of his mind bleeding into his actions, he lifted his tail to the fratboy.

Needing no further invitation, Gavin thrust his dick straight into the wolf's ass. Aiden arched his head back and let out a deafening howl as a new sense of bliss hit him. The warmth inside of him intensified to feverish levels. Sweat rolled off his body and the virus in him worked in overdrive to continue with the rest of the change.

For both men, the virus worked down their thighs and calves, making sure that their legs could support their immense upper bodies. Thick quadriceps shredded what little pants or underwear they had left and their feet ripped clear out of whatever footwear they were wearing. Gavin's thrust into Aiden subconsciously as an extra foot was added to his height from the growth in his legs, huge calves forming horseshoe-shaped masses against the backs of his legs. With that first thrust, Gavin was hooked and began madly thrusting deep into Aiden, pumping his fully corrupted bodily fluids into the wolf.

The sensation had a curious effect on the bottoming wolf. The virus reacted to the introduction of more of itself and started changing its priority from growing muscles to just growing. Aiden's bodybuilder form suddenly began growing again, arms, chest, back, shoulders and legs bulging massively as more and more mass was added. His belly began surging outwards, filled with the fluids that Gavin was providing him. Long, heavy pants left his muzzle, his eyelids half-shut. Every inch of his body became a wall of hard, diamond-hard muscle that pushed up against his black and white fur, detailed even in the darkness and coated with his sweat. Aiden threw his head back and let out a primal howl.

When he could grow no more in muscle, his the infections started pushing towards his height. His bones stretched and lengthened, joints being reinforced like concrete to support the enormous muscle structure that he now bore. Even bent over, he grew even bigger than Gavin, his shapely ass alone big enough to take up half of Gavin's body, nearly consuming him entirely. His claws scraped against the red brick wall, creating deep gauges across the surface.

Drunk on pleasure, his face was pressed up against the glass of the frathouse. Some part of him registered what was happening inside the house. The party had become devolved into an orgy of sweaty, muscular bodies and cocks. A splatter of thick, white seed slammed into the window in front of him and in his sex-addled state, he desperately licked at the window, eager to have his insatiable hunger sated. He needed more cum. That need began corrupting what little remained of his senses, twisting his mind to fit the desire of his body and the infection.

"Fuck me..." he rumbled. "Fuck be, bro... Urgh!"

He leaned back against Gavin just as the bull threw back his head and let out a tremendous roar. Infected seed pumped straight into Aiden. The sudden rush of fluids began pooling in his balls, more than his body could metabolise. His white, furry sack began gurgling loudly, growing rapidly. His testicles could be seen gyrating against his the walls of his balls as they grew and grew. They spread his legs wide as they became almost as big as he was, forming a massive silo for his infected seed. And still, Gavin continued to pump him with seed.

"Fuuuuuck yeaaaah!" the wolf roared. His cock, already painfully erect, as thick as his arm and long enough to touch his nipples, erupted in a jet of his own thick, seed. But it wasn't enough. The pressure in his enormous balls became too much and the rate at which they produced his seed was too fast for the rate which he expelled it.

An immense, pleasurable sensation erupted from right beside his dick. The pressure building in his testicles started to ease it pushed up against space beside his cock. Even without looking, he could tell that the growth emerging from there was a second cock, willing and ready to aid its brother in relieving the pleasure wracking his body. The member surged into new life, not even an inch long before it was already spurting infected seed madly against the frathouse. The more it grew, the more seed it shot out and the need to cum slowly began abating.

"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" Aiden roared, his twin dicks, now both large enough to consume a whole man, slamming against the frathouse. "YEAAAAAAAAH!"

He threw his head back and let out an ear-splitting howl. His twin cocks unleashed a flood of his infected seed, strong enough that it painted the entire wall white, covering all three storeys of the building's flank and still with enough force to splatter into the sky and rain down his corrupted seed around him. His hips constantly bucked, shooting more and more cum by the gallon out of his body and soaking the entire lawn.

With the pressure relieved, Aiden's eyes flickered open and he let out a sigh. Even as his cocks continued to shoot madly, the sexual haze in his mind began lifting somewhat. The desire to be fucked and feed on pure essence of male abated a little and he leaned back. He was reminded of the thick member embedded into his ass especially when Gavin let out a muffled rumble.

The wolf reached behind him and slowly extracted the smaller male from behind him, dragging the limb and dazed bull in front of him. He was at least twice as big as the bull now even with the bovine's sudden growth.

"Sorry brah..." he rumbled with a dopey grin on his face. "Fergot ya were there..."

Then his cocks began rumbling and that need to be stuffed began rising up again exponentially. His eyes widened as he stared at the bull's dick, still painfully erect.

"Hey bro..." he mumbled to which Gavin could only grunt as his eyes began to reach a degree of clarity again though they were wide with a crazy need for sex. "I need ya in me..."

CRASH!

His thoughts were interrupted when a loud noise erupted from deep inside the frathouse. He peered through the second floor window just as something big, red and covered in cum ploughed through the roof and smashed into the ground floor. That same something surged right through the wall beside him, unleashing a tremendous roar and shooting gallons of cum out from his twin dicks.

"Rosco...?" Aiden rumbled.

The massive coywolf seemed to snap out of his madness momentarily before turning to his best friend.

"Den?"

****Ross****

Corey let out a moan and like lightning, he was shooting his cum straight into Ross' muzzle. The coywolf greedily drank the delicious, salty seed, letting its warmth flood him and send a tingling sensation all over his body just like that beer had. He squirmed in his pants as his own cock began to push up against his shorts, eager for release. But the moment he made to reach for his aching dick, Shaun the equine was there, his cock prodding Ross' muzzle in dire need of attention.

Something in Ross told him that something was wrong, that this wasn't natural, but he just couldn't resist another cock. He was so hungry. He needed more of that addictive cum. He eagerly gobbled up Shaun's thick, long dick, making the horse whinny in desire. He only gave it a couple of licks before the horse was shooting down his throat. A shiver ran through his entire body with every wave of hot seed surging down his throat.

"Uh... guys... This ain't no dick measuring contest," rumbled Landon, the bear. He was backing away from the four men.

"Dun be stupid, Don," Corey muttered, his cock still painfully hard. "This feels goooood..." He smacked Ross' muzzle with his dick. "C'mon, bro. I'm gonna blow again."

Ross eagerly complied though he knew for a guy to shoot twice in such a short amount of time was not normal. Still, he opened his muzzle for Corey. The leopard who eagerly shoved his cock into the open muzzle. He could have _sworn_Corey's dick grew even bigger in the short amount of time. The feline's balls actually gurgled loudly as he began thrusting into Ross' muzzle. It took a little longer this time to coax some seed out of him but he was shooting within a few minutes, this burst longer and thicker than the last time.

"Fuuuuuuuck..." moaned the leopard.

"Bro, don't hog him to yerself..." grunted the mystery wolf. He pulled Ross towards his dick but barely even got the coywolf to face him before his thick dick was erupting in a shower of cum and splattering it all over Ross' face.

Ross, like a puppy gnawing at a shower, snapped at the blasts of seed eagerly before eventually clamping down on the lupine dick and sucking it dry. With his lips around the throbbing member, he could actually feel it growing bigger and bigger in his muzzle. Every burst of cum saw it surge outwards another inch.

Not that Ross was complaining. He needed more and as far as he was concerned, the bigger the dick, the bigger the load. Warm liquid splashed against his cheek and soaked his entire head and chest. He glanced over to Shaun as the equine stomped his hoofed feet impatiently, his cock sending a second load Ross' way. The coywolf seized the member, angling it towards his muzzle and squeezing the two cocks together so that he could benefit from both their gifts.

All the while, Landon watched in horror as the four males began evolving into something certainly not normal. Corey began by lifting his right arm and licking it absently, flexing his bicep as if to seduce someone. His eyes momentary widened when he his arm surged out with size and strength, so much that it ripped the sleeves of his shirt. He just grinned and lapped up at the thick, corded muscles and pulsating veins, urging the muscles to keep growing. Every lick urged the infection further and further up his arm, causing it to erupt with new size and strength.

"Ooooh... fuck yeah!" he groaned, flexing his enormous bicep. "Check it out, bros! I'm fuckin' pumped!" His legs shuddered as Ross wrapped his muzzle around Corey's 'third arm' and gave it one, long suck. As cum erupted from the feline's balls, the rest of his body began shuddering with growth like the coywolf was draining away what made him the cheery, friendly fratboy with a little bit of penis envy.

Corey's eyes became glazed over and his head fell back, cushioned by his enormous shoulders. His hips bucked momentarily, his shoulder tearing right through his shirt with the gesture. Ross made to turn to another of the boys for more of the substance he so sorely craved but Corey seized the back of his head and kept him firmly planted in place. The leopard was overcome by the insatiable desire to orgasm and every thrust of his hips fulfilled and increased that need. Gallons upon gallons of his seed poured out of his dick, still growing and stretching despite having reached full erection. He grunted loudly as his chest ballooned out in front of him, blocking the coywolf from view as he disappeared beneath the mountains of muscle.

Beside him, both Shaun and the unnamed wolf furiously jacked their own meat. Both realised they could not have Ross' muzzle, at least not anymore, but their desire to cum increased exponentially just as with Corey. Shaun's equine dick surged out and with a loud whinny, he sent a blast of cum shooting into the air like a wild firehose. The wolf seized Corey's waist with his paws, claws digging into the leopard's sides possessively. His fangs sank into Corey's thick, muscled neck, unable to break the skin as primal instincts took over. The wolf furiously humped the leopard's ass as he too began to grow, his back surging outwards and ripping his shirt clean off his back and revealing his sweaty, muscled back to the cool, night air.

"Oh shit... What's - What's happening to you guys!?" Landon exclaimed.

Over all the noises and moans that the other three made, Landon's cry was the one that pierced through Ross' sexual haze the most. It was like nails on a chalkboard to him. That voice, that shrill, panicked cry did not belong in the chorus of lusty noises being made by the three men feeding him. His hunger was supplemented by a desire to silence that noise and as he drew more and more of the infection into him, he felt strength building deep inside him.

His lithe frame began packing on muscle rapidly, faster than either Corey or the other two sex-crazed fratboys could offer. As he greedily consumed more and more of Corey's cum, he could feel the salty fluids coursing through his veins and pumping into his muscles like quick drying cement. He shrugged off his vest and made to tear off his shorts but his dick came surging out with a triumphant eruption of cock, cum and clothing. He was surprised when a second spire of meat bobbed in front of him and jabbed at Corey's thick, tree-trunk thighs. A moan left his muzzle as the two sensitive points continued to grow beyond his body length, rising and thickening to the point where he had to split his legs just to accommodate their growing masses.

Just as he thought his legs could not spread any further, his balls began collecting all the cum he was consuming. His furry sack churned and ballooned out beneath him, forming a sizable cushion which he lay, desperately clinging onto Corey's dick even as his two, spires of cock were trying to push him away.

He refused to let go of his only source of substance and with a surge, the length of his entire body doubled in size, bones stretched over his mountainous balls until his feet once more touched the ground and his muzzle could securely hilt into Corey's huge, engorged dick; his jaw at least three times the size it was before. There was no point even as his skull grew dramatically in size. For a moment, he looked a little ridiculous being so lanky and having such an enormous package. Then the infection began filling in the gaps.

A deep, resounding growl rose from his chest. His flat, almost ironing board-like torso began growing lumps of muscle, the smooth even road developing into a hilly mass with deep crevices, steep slopes and topped by two huge peaks that were his pectorals. His shoulders broadened to accommodate the increase in his chest, his deltoids becoming rounded shells pressing up against his rust-red fur that led perfectly into bulging biceps and triceps with rivers of veins criss-crossing them. He rolled his shoulders, shifting the growth down his back which became a defined and perfectly symmetrical canvas of muscle and flesh, the 'T' shape of a torso making up his threatening silhouette.

As he grew, he continued to suck on Corey's dick but soon, even the enormous amounts that the leopard was giving him did not sate his hunger. He needed more. He grew hungry. He stamped his foot in frustration against the ground, muscles surging up his calves and turning them into masses as thick as the biggest body-builder's thigh. In turn, his thighs became big enough to dwarf most men with veins as wide and thick as a man's arm. Ross threw his head back, pulling away from Corey for the first time and let out a tremendous roar, rising to his full height with his dicks rising up into the air in front of him like to, huge, twin spires. He furiously seized his cocks, stroking them madly.

The three other infected lunged as the enormous members, rubbing their large, muscled forms all over it, their own cocks leaking their seed and precum all over the throbbing lengths to lubricate it. Their firm bodies, constantly gyrating and squirming against his dick sent the coywolf over the edge. Ross let out a silent howl, his eyes squeezing shut and his hips madly bucking. His twin spires erupted, sending a geyser of his infected cum shooting high into the air. Like a brilliant, white streak of a fireworks display, the stream reached its zenith and exploded, raining back down in large, man-sized globs.

Ross shuddered madly as he bathed in his own infected seed, loud splatters filling his ears. Corey and the other three moaned madly as they joined in his orgasm, their own pools of seed seeming insignificant against his own.

Slam!

That one sound cut through his bliss and he angrily spun towards the door leading down to the frathouse.

Prey had left.

"Not cool bro," he growled. He stamped his foot on the ground in frustration, that one powerful blow shattering the roof. With another roar, he stomped both feet into the ground, sending him crashing into the next floor down. He saw Landon, his cock betraying him with its erection, scrambling down the steps, wide-eyed. All around him, the rest of the frathouse had devolved into a mess of naked bodies and muscles.

"Bro, don't be a pussy!" Ross roared, lunging for Landon. "Get back here!"

The bear let out a very girlish scream as Ross surged through the wall, slamming right into Landon and bursting right out into the open, the bear firmly in his grip. Even with the two storey drop, Ross landed easily on his feet, his enormous balls cushioning his blow with no pain whatsoever shooting through his body. It almost seemed like the majority of his balls was just cum.

With Landon firmly in his grip, Ross grinned with a very predatory smile. He was still hungry.

"Rosco...?"

The sound of his name tore his attention briefly away from the squirming bear to another enormous and familiar wolf standing about the same height as him, still a little shorter despite his increased mass. Something in him recognised the black and white pattern, the brown hair and those soft, brown eyes.

"Den...?" he grumbled. Then he broke into another grin and spread his arms, swinging Landon through the air. "Bro!"

"Dude!" Aiden exclaimed, mirroring the gesture and with a bulging Gavin in paws.

The two infected lumbered towards one another until they their balls touched and their engorged, throbbing dicks pressed up against one another.

"Bro, you look fuckin' awesome!" Ross exclaimed. "Sexy as fuck!"

"Yer lookin' pumped yerself, bro!" Aiden laughed, slapping Ross' shoulders. "Fuck, dude! I'm leakin' the fuckin' Pacific Ocean just lookin' at ya! I gonna blow!"

"I hear ya!" Ross regarded Landon in his paws and his mischievous side came shining through once more. "Hey Den, you're my best bro, yeah?"

"Fuck dude. Why you gotta even ask?"

"I know. Jus we never shared a dude together."

"Yer shitting me? Really?" Aiden scratched his head in puzzlement. "Dude... I could've sworn..."

"Fuck it," Ross snickered. "How 'bout we share this pussy?"

Aiden grinned and held up Gavin. "I'll do ya one better, bro. Double-team!"

"Fuck yeah!"

Landon screamed even as Gavin just moaned. Ross lowered Landon's feet towards one of his cocks, even as the bear desperately tried to kick and struggle free. But there was no hope of escape. His foot slipped into Ross' member and like a hungry monster desperate for a feed, it dragged his entire leg in, leaving him trapped. On the other side, Gavin willingly plunged both his legs into Aiden's dick, sending a warm squirming sensation into the wolf's member. Both Wall Infected bucked their hips in joy, precum shooting out of their cocks and lubricating their prey.

With their prey in position, Ross angled his occupied dick towards Aiden's free one and his friend did the same with his own. Gavin willingly reached for Ross' cock and plunged his head deep into the coywolf's manhood. Ross couldn't help but buck his hips and have his cock practically kiss Aiden's tip with Gavin joining them, the infected bull relishing the moment and willingly sliding to and fro between the two members. Seeing his fate, Landon let out one last scream before Ross silenced him and plunged him straight into Aiden's cock.

Both of the Wall Infected moaned as they thrust their dicks at one another, joined by their mutual prey. Ross reached forward and lapped at Aiden's lips to which the wolf eagerly kissed him back. They both moaned and gyrated even as both Landon and Gavin became saturated with their corrupted seed.

"Oh fuck bro..." Aiden grimaced.

"Fuck... me too! Oh fuck!"

They gave each other one last thrust...

... and their twin dicks erupted in ecstasy. They both threw their head back, unleashing a unified howl that could be heard all the way across campus. The force of Ross' blast send Landon shooting all the way down into Aiden's cock, shifting and changing even as Aiden's countering blast pushed him back. Conversely, Gavin was launched into Ross' cock, the fullness of having the huge bull in his dick only increasing the pressure in his balls and the need to cum.

They were forced to tear away from one another as their dicks unleashed their final load, shooting their victims into the ground in a sea of their seed. At the same time, all the infected from the frat house came pouring out, eager to spread their 'gift' to the rest of the campus and indeed the entire city. Already, there were screams and deafening roars that were rising in chorus to the cries the two had made.

The Growing Pandemic had begun.

As for Aiden and Ross, the two massive Wall Infected slumped against the ruins of the frat house, Aiden resting his head against Ross' shoulder and panting. For the first time throughout the entire night, their need had been sated.

"Fuck..." Aiden moaned.

"Yeah..." Ross shivered as he gently nuzzled Aiden's cheek. "... I love you, bro..."

Aiden smirked as his cocks began to stir again and a grumbling began rising from his balls, matched only by Ross'. "Love you too, bro..."