As Chad and Jon moaned, Ty and Dustin started thinking about what to do next. Dustin: "Should we just make them a gay couple forever?" Ty: "Nah, they don't really know how to care about other human beings like that, I don't think. We need something more appropriate."
Meanwhile Jon and Chad were bickering. Chad: "Why am I fucking you? I don't understand why I'm even hard, this is fucking disgusting." Jon moaned: "You're the one who's inside me. Can't you get out?" "Let me try," Chad said, but as he closed his eyes to concentrate he only started thrusting more. With one hand continuing to grab Jon's meaty pec, he grabbed Jon's hair with the other and pulled his head back slightly. Jon winced: "Ahhh, what the fuck?" The feeling turned him on even more, though, and Jon started stroking his own dick.
Ty and Dustin paused their discussion and looked over just in time to see this happen. Ty: "Now that's picture perfect. Freeze!" The two men froze in place, not moving. Dustin: "What are you doing, Ty?" Ty: "I have an idea." Suddenly they were all transported to a bright room with marble floors and a glass ceiling overhead. "What's going on?" whispered Jon, who could still speak. Ty just smiled: "You two are too pretty not to share." He clicked his fingers, and suddenly a cold sensation crept up Jon and Chad's bodies. Looking down as best they could, they saw their legs turning to stone, then the rest of their bodies up from there. They silently screamed as they turned into statues, feeling wave after wave of orgasm coming upon them as they did.
Then Ty clicked his fingers again and suddenly the room was full of people of every age holding brochures and cameras. A banner reading "Museum of Sexual Art" appeared overhead, followed by a plaque in front of Jon and Chad reading "Gay Passion: Untitled No. 6" Seeing the curious visitors file by and stare at them horrified Chad and Jon, but they soon found that the more intently people looked at them the harder they came. All they could feel was the waves of orgasm continuing to pound upon them, and the hard, firm, sensual embrace of the other man they had once thought it disgusting to even imagine naked.