Shannon had been another project enhanced by the Maker, originally a skinny stoner kid, he had been morphed into a bodybuilder/skater with a California look; long, blonde hair and tanned skin wrapped taut around his bulging muscles. He was overflowing with testosterone and his sex drive was nearly unquenchable, yet he was also fiercely loyal to James.
Shannon stopped by the door of the bathroom and looked inside at the new twink version of Ryan.
“Damn, I like what James did to Ryan… so sexy, so fuckable…”
The cargo shorts had fallen to the ground, and Shannon stepped out of them as he also removed his socks and shoes. All that was left was the black briefs that were beginning to stretch as Shannon’s manhood grew to its epic proportions.
Before today, Ryan would have been one of the studs looking to bang a tight boy butt. But since drinking the delicious, magical Twink Tea, Ryan took one look at the family-size tent in Shannon’s underpants and knew that it was the object of his desire.
Ryan turned away from Shannon, presenting his smooth, chocolate bubble butt. He turned his head over his shoulder to wink at the muscle stud and was stunned to see that the fabric of Shannon’s tight briefs began to shred across his hips. Eventually, the black rag caught onto the head of Shannon’s mighty erection as it rose to full glory.
Shannon lifted the scrap off of his fuckstick and started to stroke it with his hand. Ryan walked towards the shower and turned the warm water on, motioning for Shannon to come join him.
The two boys stepped in to the large shower area and assumed their positions. Since Ryan was a good bit shorter than Shannon, it was a good thing that the shower floor was terraced so that Ryan could stand on higher ground and give Shannon easy access for penetration.
Shannon had just managed to align his dripping cockhead to the tight pucker of Ryan’s twink tush when James and Nick had stepped into the doorway.