Tom looked at his arms and put his hands up to his face. He felt the stubble growing and turned to Pete. "You wait here." His voice was deep and rough like a big older smoker.
Tom ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. He whispered to himself "This can't be real." But he felt how real it was. In his chest when he spoke, and in his growing arm and on his face. His thin face that's rounding out and growing white and black beard hairs. It felt so rough, and he had to scratch. He pulled his hand away from his dick, only then noticing it was there. He looked down and wondered. No.... no, he couldn't. He looked back in the mirror, and it was inching lower than normal. Oh, his face. He couldn't help but smile. A thick grey beard with black pepper in it. It matched the hair on his head which has become this undercut with the top gelled back with a few strands hanging in his face. His black tee stretched out by his muscles and gut. Tom heard a knock at the door. He turned around and felt his inches longer dick pressing through his pants.
Pete was there his dirty blond chest hair exposed stands in the doorway one hand on his dick. "I'm sorry Daddy." Pete moved to press his back against Tom's front. "I've been a naughty boy." Pete takes Tom's hands and puts them on his cock. "But I know a way we can make it better." Pete makes Tom rub Pete's cock through his pants. "Oh, Daddy." Pete croons, and he seems to turn into a cub and less of a dad.
"It's okay boy." Tom spits out.
Pete grabs his Dad's big meaty hands. "I need to make it up to you." Pete takes those big hands and makes Tom open Pete's pants. Pete's bulge spills out, and Tom begins to salivate, is starting to lose his former self.
Pete's pants drop, and he turns to Tom and standing on his toes kisses Tom on the lips, Pete's blond beard meeting Tom's greying one. As they kiss Pete unbuttons Tom's button up shirt exposing his big hairy chest. Tom shrugs off the shit and pushes Pete out of the bathroom and into a spear room made for events just like this. Tom pushes Pete onto the bed and takes a look at his shirtless self in the mirror. His chest is utterly darkened by his new pelt. He looks at arms and face, he smiles happily with his new coat of fur. "Shit I'm hot." He mutters.
Pete steps up behind him. "You're happy?"
Tom nods. "Never been happier."
Pete smiles and Tom sees it in the mirror. "Well then." Tom felt Pete taking off Tom's pants.
They fell to the floor, and Tom felt Pete's warm hands on his cock. He turns around and kisses Pete pushing him to the floor.
"Say you're sorry." He growls like the animal he is.
"I'm sorry," Pete says.
"You're sorry to whom?" Tom smiles, and it drives Pete crazy.
"I'm sorry Daddy." Pete goes for Tom's cock.
Tom stops him from putting one big hand on Pete's forehead. "I need to check on more thing." Tom pulls down his pants and sees his hard dick.
It's 12 inches, with a new foreskin, the bottom ringed in silver the head pointing right at Pete. Pete and Tom give the new member the same look and Tom takes two large hands and forces Pete onto his dick. Tom starts skull fucking Pete. Pete moans, and Tom falls against the wall feeling Pete's warm mouth on his cock. It's driving him to almost animal like actions. They cum at the same time, Pete from the sheer manliness and his new love of being a cum dump.
When Pete tries to come up for air Tom stops him. "Get every drop boy. Learn what a real man tastes like."
Pete complies and sucks Tom's deflating dick. Tom falls on the bed his ass up in the air. He passes out...