“Billy, you gotta try this.”
My mouth hung open. Standing in front of me in the shower were two massive muscle hunks, where just moments ago, my two scrawny, nerdy friends had just stripped down.
“Oh my god, you guys, you look-” I had trouble finding the words.
“Look,” Sean said, raising a now hairy pit. “You can stay a skinny 22 year old fuckboi if you want, but I thought we came on this vacation to Palm Springs to try something new.”
Hair continued to erupt on his chest and face. His whole body was swelling, and while he only stood a few inches taller, his new meaty pecs alone probably weighed more than his whole upper half used to weigh.
Cameron on the other hand was turning into a full daddy in the spray.
“Billy,” he said, his voice now low, sexy. Silver began to tinge and then set in his hair. “Either you step into the shower now and get older and beefy like us…”
They both grinned at me. I saw their new, thicker cocks starting to plump.
“Or Sean and I use you like the boy you are.”
My dick twitched.
God, they were both so hairy now! Sean looked a good decade older, and Cam- !
I was torn. Part of me wanted to feel my body swell, to feel a thick coat of fur cover my skinny frame. To feel the stubble, and then fuzz, and then full beard grow out along my face. To grab my meaty arms and thighs and marvel at just how much power my muscles would have. To feel my shoulders grow wider, my dick swell to beer can girth…
But another part of me just looked at my two previously even-a-little-smaller-than-me-and-that’s-saying-something friends staring down at me, my former equals now grinning at me like wolves and their prey. Awkward Cameron, now so confident and in control.
Sean looked at Cam and grinned, and then I heard the squeak of the shower’s handle.
“I guess our little fuck toy here made his decision,” Cam purred and stepped, dripping toward me.
“Oh fuck, Cameron,” I whispered.
With one swoop, he bent over and picked me off the ground, my legs instinctively wrapping around his now barrel-chested frame.
“Call me Daddy,” he growled into my ear, and carried me over to the bed. I could see Sean start to follow over his shoulder, already pawing at his growing erection.
“You know boy,” Cameron continued. “I’m actually glad you didn’t use the Daddy Shower. It saves us the trouble of going out and finding someone to bring back here and use.”
He tossed me onto the bed like I was a rag doll. I stared up at the two men, and then was quickly yanked by my legs down to the foot of the bed, Cameron lifting my legs so my heels rested on his shoulders.
Sean made his way onto the bed near my head and began slapping his hardening cock against my face.
I wasn’t their friend anymore. I was their toy.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” I whispered.
Cameron lubed up two fingers and brought them to my hole, slowly working his way in, as if he had been doing this for years.
“Open up for me, boy,” he said. Fuck! I was so tight around him, I could feel myself already squeezing around his fingers, as my dick grew harder with a few pumps. He slowly began to massage his now thicker fingers against my prostate.
I let out a high moan.
“I think he likes that,” Sean said.
Cam, with a focus and confidence that usually only comes from having worked a thousand boys over like this before, continued to rub in and out, his other massive, calloused hand sliding up my leg. I felt myself begin to open to him.
“There you go, boy,” he said gently. “Keep opening for me.”
Goddammit, I’d do anything he said right now. This sexy muscle daddy was working me like a puppet, and god I wanted him, and fuck, he was actually the same nerdy friend of mine who was actually a year younger than me that I usually schooled at video games, and now-
I opened my eyes, not realizing that I had closed them, and saw his steely gaze bearing down into me. He pulled his fingers out and pressed the thick mushroom head of his new cock against my hole.
I was his.
“I… mmm… I need you in me,” I managed.
Slowly, he pressed his erection against my ass, and then taking his time, he slid in, allowing me to adjust to his thick cock with every inch. He was a seasoned pro, and my body trusted him, fully.
I felt impossibly full and still wanted more. I wanted his whole body pressed against me.
“…oh… fuck…. fuck…” I whimpered.
It was then that Sean abruptly pinned my arms above my head with a sudden swing. I jerked, but he may as well have been a dump truck on top of me.
“You had your chance to be a man,” he grinned. “But something tells me that this is actually what you’ve always wanted, to just be dominated by your two friends.”
“…fuck… fuck…!” was all I could say, again and again, as Cameron’s impossibly huge cock began to slowly gain speed, fucking me a little harder, a little harder.
“You know,” Sean continued. “I was going to say that you should try the shower tomorrow. But I’m thinking that now, this should just be our lives. Cameron and I these two sexy daddies, and you our houseboy, waiting on us hand and foot, ready to get fucked whenever we want.”
Cameron was hammering away at me now. It hurt, but fuck I wanted it harder, I wanted him to fuck me until I broke.
“FUCK! Yes, Daddy, FUCK ME!” I yelled.
Cameron started to rhythmically groan, low, and choppy.
“You… Like that….. Boy?”
Slap. Slap. Slap.
“Oh fuck, Daddy, yes!” I cried. “Fuck me! Make me your boy!”
Sean, still pinning me from above, grinned, and then lowered his bearded, lantern jaw down to my chest and lightly bit my nipple.
“Oh, FUCK!” I yelled, and then felt Sean’s hand grip my cock. My hips thrust up. “Oh fuck, I’m close! Oh fuck!”
“Don’t come yet, boy!” Cameron ordered, his pace quickening. “Hold it!”
Oh fuck. I rode another wave, but didn’t cum.
“You want this load, boy?” Cameron asked.
Fuck. Yes. Yes! I couldn’t even tell if I was yelling words any more, what I was yelling in my head, and what I was yelling out loud.
Yes, yes I wanted him to fill me with his new Daddy seed.
Yes, yes- ! I wanted this … forever! I wanted to be the kept boy of these two sexy men! I wanted to live with them and have them take me places and show me off, and to take turns waking the two of them up with blowjobs, and- and-
The air seemed to ripple around us.
Cameron let out a long, loud roar and I could feel him cum as he slammed me down against him again and again.
“FUCK!”
Sean’s hand on my dick quickened.
“Oh- oh- oh-! Oh god, Oh- !”
Even though my eyes were clenched shut, I saw a flash of white.
I came, harder than I had cum in months, shooting onto my chest and all over Sean’s hand. My whole body convulsed, and my wrists pulled against Sean’s other hand, but he held me down with little effort.
Cameron slowed, but stayed within me, the back of my legs still pressed against his now sweaty chest.
Fuck that was good.
“Oh, Daddy,” I moaned. “You haven’t fucked me that hard in weeks.”
“Looks like the change of locale is doing you good,” Sean said to Cameron, moving to grab us both a towel. “I kept telling you that you’d been working too hard.”
Something felt… off… some… memory…
“Yeah, every night when we went to bed,” Cameron smirked. “I guess I should know better by this point and listen to my damn husband.”
I lay on the bed, breathing heavy. Cameron took a few steps up and lowered down and kissed me.
Even gasping for air, I still felt myself melt as he lifted my head into a deep kiss.
“And our boy,” he said.
Two different sets of memories seemed to fight in my head. One, where I slept between these two daddies in our massive bed every night, and I begged Cameron to take us on a trip, to get a little stress relief, and some other, fading image of three early 20-somethings finding some deal on a website…
“Wow, you must have fucked him good,” Sean said. “He’s speechless.”
He came over and brought his large palm against my cheek, looking down on me adoringly. The cold of his wedding ring felt nice against my warm cheek.
God, I was so lucky, to belong to this gorgeous couple, to have them bring me into their life a year ago. Wait… something about that felt…
I had known them for years, hadn’t I?
A questioning look flickered across Sean’s face for the briefest of moments.
“You okay, Billy?” he asked.
I shook my head, clearing away any stray thoughts.
“I…. whoo! Guess I ….” I sat up.
Cameron came over with a glass of water, which I took, gratefully, and sat down on the bed.
“I guess that took more out of me than I thought!”
Cameron grinned.
“Well, it took a year, but the two of us have finally found a way to tire out our boy. I wonder if he’s getting older.”
Sean laughed.
“He better not be, he’s supposed to be keeping us young!”
Sean and Cameron kissed and I felt one final twitch of my fading erection. They both looked at me, leaning into the pillow.
Some days, it was almost too much, the love of these two men. How they loved each other through me, how they would gift me, over and over, to the other. How they took turns shaping me, praising me, holding me.
I was the luckiest boy. Whatever I did to deserve this, I’ll never know.
“I’m going to take a shower,” Cameron said, standing and walking toward the bathroom. “You two should join me.”
I could see the huge, open shower in front of him. Something about it looked… different. But that’s silly, we just got into this hotel where we’d never stayed, and hadn’t even showered yet. How could it look different?
I sipped my water and stared at the gorgeous ass, and then salt-and-pepper hair of one of my daddies.
I was the happiest boy alive.
