Patric and Sam hear the next command of Ms Trenwall: go and have a shower, wash away the colour and - NO sex at all! they both obey and walk to the back part of the studio. Patric hopes, that the water will his body clean and his also his brains. but as the shower rinses away the layers of paint and cum and all kind of menjuices, he gets more and more aroused by what becomes obvious now. Sam´s and his bodies became embodiments of virility. Sam´s was already before, but by now it was even hairier and more thewy. Sam hasn´t said anything for a while now and he looks totally moony. his hands caress his muscles and run through the hair, his cock is already semihard again and leaks a mixture of old cum and fresh precum. the cockhead is just rising a little beneath the knees. the nuts are totally furry now and lemonsized. they dangle half way down the thighs. Sam´s face became even more cute, his eyes even more blue and bright. it is framed by a dense and dark stubblebeard (one week without shave!) and connects with his rug of chesthair, kreeping up to the throat. he has splendiferous adam s apple now and Patric wonders, what his voice would sound like.
Sam looks tremendous manly now and Patric is totally aroused by what he sees. in a corner of his mind he hears a voice warning him and begging to run away. but somehow he is binded to Sam. he wants to touch him and to feel his hard pecs. he wants to give him a blowjob and dring his cream. he wants to become bigger and hairier and he feels a insatisable sexdrive deep in his nuts and heart. just when he reaches out to stroke the slowly rising dick of Sam, he remembers the interdiction of Ms T. no sex! his own cock is already thickening again. he steps out of the shower and finds himself just in front of a mirror: O! who is this? is that me? what he sees is unbelievable! a young handsome bodybuilder, hairy as can be (but no bear!) - dressed by layers of dark blond silky hair on the right places and defined thick muscles. his face is framed by dense brown stubbles, growing a little coarse and wild. but exactly that looks especially arousing. blond long curls have grown down to the shoulders. but most striking is a thick and long - by now - rockhard dick, looming up out of a forest of dark curly pubes and standing there, reaching up inches above his navel. the cockhead is dark read and not cut. but the foreskin is just moving back a little and giving way to the first drops of precum again. the shaft is thick and taut. thick veins run around and it is a little bit curved. Patric runs with his fingers through the thick dense bushes of pubes. they spread across onto the thighs and up to the thick and dark treasure trail (it became more a treasure highway) and also down to cover his nuts totally. they became big as softballs and the scrotum is furry and presses his legs apart. and now he can see, that his pubes even started to grow up his big impressive pole of shaft. Patric´s right hand kneads his juicy and stout balls, his left starts to stroke his cock. Behind him, he can hear Sam moan. He seems to be lost in a jerk-off-session. Patric´s horniness increases. No sex! He hears Ms T.´s order. He cannot stop. Sam groans louder. Patric has to relief. His hand works quicker and quicker. He feels his cum churn and boil.
He squirms in lust and behind him, he sees clearly Sam shooting huge loads of thick white cum onto the tiling. Only a few strokes away from cumming - Patric suddenly feels Ms T´s hand on his shoulder.......