Paul, Dude!" Matt pointed at Paul's quickly expanding cock. "Whoa, Paul, you’re hung like a horse!”
Paul smiled to himself. He had always been well endowed, and it was cool that others were noticing. But, then he realized that his best friend was staring at his dick, and that was just, well, fuck, it was weird.
“What the hell are you starin’ at me for? Man, don’t tell me you’re . . .”
Then Paul looked at why Matt was pointing and smiling, and what he saw left him speechless. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open."I've got four legs! What's happening?"
"I don't know, but I like what I see, Dude!" Matt's grin was practically busting his face in two.
“Whoa! How can this be?" Paul reached down to his cock, and he felt where his muscular glutes had now doubled, giving him a second tight ass and a second pair of awesome athlete's legs. His fingers moved in slow wonder. He was almost afraid to touch them; he was shocked when his hands found a second enormous cock crowded between his hind legs.
He was suddenly distracted by the enormous size of his frontal penis, which had grown as big as his hind penis.
"I’m fuckin' huge!” He wrapped his hand around the enormous organ and his four beautiful legs almost collpased from the pleasure he felt.
Matt was starting to have sensations he’d never felt before, too. Pleasurable sensations. His dick started to get semi-hard at the sight of Paul’s magnificent members, and he could feel his second penis swelling between what he now realized were a second awesome pair of his own legs.
“You’ve got a pretty nice pair of cocks there too, Matt. Dig your four legs, dude.”
Paul knelt on the tile floor and put his hand around Matt's pretty frontal cock. Matt made an involuntary jerk and the spasm caused both his dick to grow. The pink head of his front penis poked further out of Paul's grip as if it were trying to work its way to his mouth. Paul didn't need any encouragement. He took his best bud's frontal tool into his moist, warm hole and started sucking like he'd never sucked before. The fact was he had never sucked a guy before. But, the way he was feeling, it seemed the most natural and best thing to do. Meanwhile, he reached into the warm between Matt's four awesome legs and found the eager hind hardon, and began jerking it off as Matt's four legs struggled to keep themselves standing.
Matt looked down at his four legs and two stimulated cocks and moaned in pure ecstasy. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and his body began to tremble; he was definitely unsteady on his four feet.
Paul paused for a second. He pulled Matt's front cock back and let its forskin rap around the head of Matt's plump endowment, and likewise let up on Matt's giant rear penis, now fully engorged and running with precum. “Ya know, Bud, I was afraid I was the only uncut guy around here. Glad to see that I’m not alone.”
Matt's eyes snapped back open. "Wha?" He looked down to his stiff pricks and was amazed at what he saw. “But…but . . . I wasn’t uncut before… was I? You know I can't remember. That's strange."
Paul took the stiff woodies back into the sweet safety of his mouth and hand, licked the hot frontal rod with his tongue and gently caressed Matt's huge hind rod with his hand.
Matt laughed, loving his two cocks so huge in Paul's mouth and hand. "Aw, who the hell cares? Right, Paul?"
Paul nodded his head up and down as he continued sucking on Matt and working Matt's second cock with his hand. WIth one hand Matt began to tweak his nipple, making it tingle and stiffen, and with the other he caressed Paul's blond head, feeling both his cocks about to explode. He noticed Paul had two giant hardons, red and stiff and aching to come, between Paul's front and hind legs.
"Dude, we’re both freakin’ hot!” Matt said.
Paul's head nodded in more agreement, stimulating Matt's frontal hardon even more with the up and down motion. Matt smiled, then grimaced, as his hind balls and frontal balls burned with what had to be the biggest backlog of hot semen he had ever felt - he was going freaking out of his mind with the need to come from both huge cocks, and he couldn't stand it any longer, it felt so good.
With a scream and a spasm of his four muscular legs, Matt felt his penises explode, his hind penis drenching Paul's hand, arm and body and Matt's front legs with gallons of hot, spurting, steaming ejaculate. Mat's front penis blasted spurt after spurt of thick, hot come, wad after wad and load after load of his hot come down his buddy's throat.
Paul was coming too from both of his penises, and trying to breath with so much come being shot onto him and into his mouth; he almost couldn't handle the endless volumes of Matt's come as it kept shooting from his front and hind penises. The pulsing thick streams and spurts of hot spunk seemed to just keep coming and coming, glazing Paul's muscular body, gelling his hair and coating his torso, face and neck with a thick, hot steaming glaze of potent boytaur come.
Paul struggled to swallow as much as he could and nearly choked a few times. Fotunately, Matt's giant penises finally relented with their torrents of testosteronal fluid; the giant gobs of flying come finally began to ebb and left Paul patting his semi-distended, come-glazed belly, making sloppy, gluey sounds as he did so. He was still totally turned on, even though his giant penises were in their final throews of come-spasms, bathing Paul's four feet in a thick, steaming deluge of hot, spreading come.
Matt felt his mind clear somewhat as he straightened his four legs and looked up from the muscular young come-soaked, four-legged boytaur who was licking come from his hands and from Matt's frontal penis. He noticed the team members all around growing giant boners, some of them already becoming four legged.
Matt tapped Paul on the shoulder. “Dude! It’s happening to all of us!” Matt exclaimed in awe.
Paul, feeling almost drunk with sexual satisfaction, managed to stand himself up on his four legs. He smiled as one by one his teammates began to transform.
Dan and Nick loved watching the football team as they
checked each other out in awe. Some guys flexed for
each other, or, with their four new legs, tried riding each other in spite of their gigantic front and rear penises, as Matt and Paul now were doing. Others, wildly aroused by being four-legged and so hot-looking, started jerking off with each other's front penises and the giant hind penises between their hind legs. Everyone in the men’s
locker room was enjoying themselves, and you could almost feel the boiling presence of hot come about to spurt, from hardons front and rear. It was more than obvious.
Nick let out a whoop of glee. "Omigod, I've got four human legs now - and two huge penises!" As Matt and Paul laughed, Nick ran his four legs around the room among the transforming team members, slowing down as both his penises became as huge and rock-hard as faun's penises would be. He sat down on a couple of folding metal chairs, examining both penises and looking with amazement at his four handsomely muscled legs, checking out his four handsome bare feet.
A couple of handsome six-legged team mates walked over (it was a sight to see so many legs and feet per guy!) over and helped him admire his four legs, one of them knelt down on his six knees, starting to suck Nick's hind penis; the other one laughed got down on the floor, crossing his front legs and middle and his hind pairs of legs; he began sucking Nick's front penis as Nick screamed with pleasure and wrapped his four legs around the two handsome six-legged boys while they sucked and sucked on him.
Meanwhile, Matt and Paul were realizing that they now felt something like male love more intense than they had ever felt for each other.
“I can’t believe how hot you are, Matt,” Paul said smiling at Matt's awesome four-legged boytaur body, with his newly aroused front and hind hardons already dribbling precum again.
“The same goes for you, Stud,” Matt replied. “Why didn’t we ever notice each other before?”
The boytaur transformation continued all around them. Most of the football team had been in great physical conditiont before. That was to be expected with young, well-trained athletes. Now, even those who were still two-legged, had bodies that resembled perfection. No, it wasn't just a resemblance. The guys were perfect.
A guy named Billy, who had always beaning leaning towards the chubby side before, smiled as helooked in the mirror. He had the body of a completely beautiful stud. Billy was too busy admiring his newly acquired good-looks to notice that Dan had gifted him with the biggest tool on the whole football team. Dan felt it was only fair, seeing as he was the only other guy besides Nick who’d taken the time to offer a simple “Hey!” to Dan when thet saw each other in the high school hallways. The extra inches in length and circumference were Dan's way of saying thanks. That, and the fact that he fully intended to enjoy a heavy connection with Billy later on when he had made Billy grow all four of his legs and all those extra inches of those two giant, extra large penises.
The sound of a giant groan echoed off the locker room and shower walls. The entire team had groaned in unison.
“What’s wrong?” Nick nervously asked. “Are they going
to be ok?”
“Don’t worry,” Dan replied. “They’ll be fine. In fact, they’ll
be more than fine. They'll be outrageous!”
One by one, new hindquarters started to sprout out of every guy's beautiful backside. Each was perfectly muscled, just like the front legs, but like the guy's individual physiques, their four new legs all varied in skin tone and muscle shape. For instance, Paul’s four legs were heavily muscled and a little clumsy (which matched his personality, actually), almost slapping each other as he stumbled on his four new beautiful male feet. Matt’s four legs were leaner, tanned, shorter, and graceful as a tiger cat in motion (Matt was famous for the amount of hair gel he used on his head to get each hair perfectly styled, so it was only natural to have four powerfully smooth-muscled, elegantly coordinated legs as well).
The sound of cracking bones was heard as the teammate’s bodies began to contort as they sprouted hind legs.
“Are they in pain?” Nick was afraid that what he was hearing was something horrible. Though he wouldn't have given a damn for most of the guys in any other circumstance, hearing their moans and seeing how dramatically they were transforming was upsetting him.
“Trust me, Nick. None of them is in any pain, any more than we were. It probably looks stranger than it feels, to us, seeing it from the outside for the first time.” Dan grinned. “I thought it felt pretty good, didn't you? It was erotic and also a little strange, that’s all.”
Some of the teammates four legs grew longer and more heavily muscled as Paul’s did, while others’ were nicely darkened with hair. Some guys didn’t experience any leg-changes at all, beyond growing four of them, and of course growing the second set of genitals between the hind legs. Slight changes occurred here and there, always making guys handsomer. Matt stroked his chin as a well-cropped
beard sprouted from his jaw-line.
Other changes were rapidly spreading across the guy's muscular bodies. Each one looked fuller and more developed, more defined. They looked like they had gotten testosterone therapy that really worked.
Finally, nearly everyone was four-legged, completing the the changes that would make them what Dan had envisoned. Hind legs, handsomely matched to their frontal counterparts, started to take their fully long-muscled form, while guys oohed and aahed at each other's new foursomes of legs, at each other's handsomely duplicated pairs of feet, with perfect heels, arches and toes. For some unexplainable but wonderful reason, more legs sprouted out of some of their bodies as their rumps expanded, making them very sexy with six handsome legs. Smooth, bulging muscle began to fill out everything below their waists as their shoulders also broadened and chests swelled with muscle; sheaths formed around the large cocks and balls between their front legs and their new hind legs. In every respect, they were becoming something much grander and more beautiful than they would have ever imagined.
Nick shook his head and smiled in glee. Dan let out a loud wolf-whistle. "Yesiree, Nicky my boy, this is just how I wanted them to be!"
The groaning and cracking noises had ceased. The whole team let out
one last orgasmic sigh. There was a brief silence. Much to Nick's pleased amazement, the locker room was now filled with a superb variety of tall, muscular, fourlegged and sixlegged Boytaur Studs. Each one as beautiful as the other studs surrounding him.
“I must admit, you’ve outdone yourself Dan.” Nick's huge penises were massively aroused, bobbing and weaving, his hind penis slapping his underbelly in its hugely come-charged agitation, as his frontal penis almost climed up his abs in its new sexual urgency. He wanted to bend his neck down to suck it, but Dan was equally aroused, and he was hoping they would suck each other.
Dan was breathing hard, but managed to say, “It’s all in a good day's work, Nick.” Dan's four legs were trembling, and his groins were tightening as hs heart raced; it was too much to bear to see Nick's penises growing so huge again.
Nick had expected to see the guys freaking out a little, now that they were four legged and weighted down with such huge penises, checking out their new four-legged boytaur bodies in amazement. After all, such an incredible change couldn't go unnoticed. But instead, the whole fourlegged, heavily double-genitaled team acted nonchalant and cool even as they stood their tall, arms and bodies bulging with smooth muscle on four awesome legs, as if nothing had changed at all. Of course, they were aroused and totally turned on by their new four-legged bodies.(The sensual pleasures of being a boytaur never wear off. Once four-legged, you would never tire of the body's benefits. Boredom was something no boytaur ever experienced.)
Matt and Paul were making out like their lips were glued together.
Across the room, a black-haired stud named Juan, dug his shape so much that he actually sat down on his four legs, pulling at his new hind legs in an effort to make his mouth meet his hind member, but it was a little difficult for him. In the process Juan got so turned on by all his new equipment, his four new legs and his two new dicks, that he tripped and came all over himself, spraying his fellow four-legged boytaurs as they laughted and jerked themselves and each other off in sympathy with his incredibly spurting penises. But his collapse left no injury on his great, strong four-legged body; Jan laughed a deep, aroused laugh, coming, as his fellow boytaurs helped him to his four feet.
Billy was so excited by what he witnessed Juan doing that he decided he’d help him out. He walked his four muscular legs over and started licking the swollen, precum-shiny tip of Juan's gorgeous hind equipment. Juan returned the favor by leaning his muscular chest on Billy's hind section, massaging Billy's rear hindquarters with one hand and working his hind meat with the other. The two boded very quickly.
A group of taurs turned on the showers and started doing every manner of imaginable four-legged, double-penised sex position and some that weren't so easy to imagine, too. Soon the shower stall was thick with steam and semen as the boytaurs screamed and ejaculated all over one another, laughing and helpless with the endless pulsation of their hind and frontal penises as they made endless love to each other's four-legged bodies.
To sum it all up, the team was all over each other, except for one of the six-legged boytaur studs called Greg, who watched his hot boytaur friends from an objective distance.
“I wonder why Greg isn’t joining in the fun?” Nick said. “He’s looking mighty hot, and so are those three giant hard-ons he’s grown. Maybe he just needs a little pushing. You mind if I go over there to help him out?”
“No problem,” said Dan. “Give him your best shot.”
Nick donned a lascivious smiled, and let his four muscular legs carry him over to connect with the glorious six-legged Greg. Just before he got to him, a man opened the locker room door. It was Mr. Lucas. The whole boytaur team stopped and stood stock still in the middle of their sensual, sexual scene.
“Uh-oh,” Nick said to himself, unconsciously trying to hide his hind legs behind his front legs, his hand unable to contain or hide his huge frontal penis. “We’re in trouble now.”
But to Nick’s surprise and relief, Mr. Lucas had a broad smile on his face.
“Hey guys,” the science teacher said in good cheer. “How did practice go?”
“Unbelievable, Mr. L!” Matt exclaimed.
“That’s the spirit! You boytaurs will be at the championship in no time! There isn't another team like you guys in the whole conference. I’ll see you all in class. Have fun!”
“Hey, Mr. L?” It was Greg. “How about I give you a lift to the science lab?”
Mr. Lucas showed off his winning smile again. His lines around his eyes crinkled and the eyes themselves sparkled. “That’d be great, Greg.”
Mr. L hopped onto the smoothly muscled boytaur extension of Greg’s sixlegged hindquarters. “Wow Greg, have you been working out? Your six glutes, your legs and your back muscles are outstanding!” Dan giggled as he noticed the fabric of Mr. Lucas' pants straining outward, under the force of a large bulge underneath.
Greg's six beautifully muscled legs strode out of the locker room and into the hallway with Mr. L astride them, Greg heading for the science lab as he’d promised. His six beautiful bare male feet were silently catlike against the wooden floor, moving with a graceful male rhythm that had to be seen to believed. Nick smiled as the six-legged boytaur and his rider silently glided away on Greg's six awesome legs.
“Greg is so hot it’s almost too good to be true, and so is Mr Lucas,” Dan said to himself. "I'd die to see them going for each other."
Indeed, Mark Lucas had always been an exceptionally fine-looking man.
He looked like a soap star, and his terrific, charming personality only matched his looks. He was that rare commodity: a beautiful man who also was an all-around nice guy.There was no doubt about it, Mr. Lucas was everyone’s favorite teacher.
“Hey Nick, come over here.” Dan motioned to his newly-fourlegged boytaur friend with the two giant faun penises.
“Aww, do I have to?” Nick complained, in the whiniest voice that he could pull off. “I wanna stay a little longer. Please?”
Dan rolled his eyes. “Fine! You can stay here and have fun with the other studly boytaurs for a while. I’ll see you soon.”
“Where are you going anyway?” Now, Nicks curiousity was piqued. He was torn between staying in the come-scented, testosterone charged boytaur locker room or going with Dan.
“The science lab.” Dan said smugly.
"Oh! On second thought . . . "