Escalating connections

by M. Wolfe

When wolf photojournalist Thom interviews world-renowned musician Nico Beck, their romantic and physical connection is immediate and powerful. This connection grows into a powerful agent of change, both for Thom and Nico, and for everyone they meet.

Thom Norran was having a difficult day.

He was a journalist and photographer, snapping pics for a magazine he kinda hated, but they kept paying him, so he was happy to keep working there. He also occasionally got to interview people and write, which was nice, even if the magazine’s content tended toward the trashy, bordering on pornographic. Take today’s subject, for example.

World-famous singer, songwriter, and DJ Nico Beck had consented to an interview and modeling shoot for Alpha Magazine, but even from the first question, Thom had a very good idea how the lion felt about the publication. “Let’s be honest, it’s a gay porn rag with decent articles,” he said dismissively, early into the interview. “But you’ve given me the chance to answer some questions most other people won’t ask, so I’ll take it. Besides, I’ve seen your byline enough to think highly of your work.”

“Well, thank you,” Thom was surprised by the compliment. “And are you sure you’re comfortable being photographed nude?” Thom asked somewhat nervously. Nico was a tall, muscular, very intimidating leonine figure with dark gray fur, a long black mane with teal highlights dyed in, a goatee, and pierced ears studded with feathered jewelry that matched his distinctively boho fashion sense. There was also an… energy about him, something that was equal parts graceful and primal, that arrested Thom’s attention.

“Oh, absolutely,” Nico said, laughing with his powerful voice. That voice has made him a multi-platinum artist, Thom realized. “I’ve got nothing to hide, and nothing to be ashamed of. I don’t give a damn who sees my ass. I hope they enjoy it.”

I know I will, Thom had to keep his eyes looking in professional directions. “Well, let’s work up to that, shall we?” he suggested, before continuing the interview. The next hour or so was very pleasant conversation, mostly about Nico’s career and genre experiments, before moving on to more personal questions. Along the way, Nico had casually discarded his handmade linen shirt, allowing Thom the chance to get some great pics of him leaning casually against various pieces of furniture, his shelf-like pecs, rippling back, and eight-pack abs on full display.

Then came the really personal questions. “Again, feel free to not answer any of these,” Thom began, getting a shrug in return, “but when did you realize you were gay?”

Nico smiled. “I don’t think I ever thought of myself as straight,” he said honestly, his eyes glinting with a smile. God, that smile is incredible, Thom noted, not for the first time. “My first time, in high school, just confirmed it. Sex with men doesn’t just feel good, it feels right for me, ya know?”

“I think I do,” Thom agreed, as Nico kicked off his flip-flops and slid his tight, well-worn jeans over a set of trunk-like thighs, leaving him in bright red briefs that were very generously filled with a high, muscular ass and what had to be an incredible set of equipment. “According to everything I’ve found, you started your career being openly gay. Did that cause any problems?”

Nico gestured around at his expensive, but not showy, house. “Does it look like it has?” he asked with a smirk, before turning more serious. “But honestly, yeah, it did cause some… let’s call it ‘friction’ with a few of the people who tried to sign me. Most of those early record companies wanted me to ‘tone down the gay’, so I told them to kick rocks and produced independently, building my career on my own terms. And even after signing with Virtuoso, I’m still doing it. My life, my persona, my image, if that word means anything, isn’t anyone’s to decide but me.”

“Well, it’s certainly worked out for you,” Thom agreed, trying very hard not to lick his chops while he photographed Nico’s shredded, powerful body. This cat is pushing my buttons like no one else. “You said something similar with regard to your music, refusing any conventional genre labels. Do you take that same approach in your relationships?”

“Building them on my own terms?” Nico confirmed, still smiling, this time a bit too knowingly. “Absolutely. I don’t care what anyone says, I love who I love, how I choose to love them. I don’t put words on things words weren’t meant for, whether that’s music or people.”

“And yet you still happily call yourself gay,” Thom noted. “Isn’t that just a label for something as complex as identity?”

“It’s not a label, not for me, at least. It’s just an accurate description of the kinds of people I like to share my body with. I love men, how they feel, how they think, how they move. I love being a man, and sharing myself with others. ‘Gay’ seems an accurate verbal shorthand for that idea. And speaking of sharing my body…” He quirked an eyebrow suggestively.

“Save the flirtation, it’s not really necessary here,” Thom said as dryly as possible. Unfortunately, he didn’t really succeed. He found himself getting hard even thinking about Nico taking his underwear off. “Shall we start with some artistic shots?”

“That’s surprisingly classy, by Alpha’s standards,” Nico noted. “I think I like it.” And with that, he slid the briefs down and let them fall, giving Thom a very good look. And true to his word, Nico had nothing to be ashamed of. His soft cock was thick and long, nearly seven inches of uncut meat, draped across a pair of large balls that begged for a tongue.

“Hey, earth to Thom,” Nico snapped his fingers, yanking Thom out of his reverie. When he realized he’d been staring at his subject, he blushed furiously, much to his embarrassment. “Where do you want me?”

“Let’s start with that chair across from the window,” Thom forced himself back into work mode despite Nico’s seemingly-accidental innuendo. Come on, he’s far from the first hot man I’ve seen naked. What the hell is wrong with me today? “The light’s good for some black-and-white shots.” After a few moments of finding the right pose, with Nico’s muscular thigh hiding the goods, Thom took some good shots of Nico looking pensive and focused, face framed by his long hair, all while his powerful chest and ass were on full display. The sunlight sparked off the rings in his ears, adding some interesting texture to an otherwise purely erotic image.

“You might want to adjust yourself there,” Nico smirked, only for Thom to go red again. Indeed, his dick, stubbornly refusing any directive to behave itself, was shoving against his pants. “Hey, there’s no need to get embarrassed,” Nico said as Thom scowled and shoved his misbehaving cock back into place. “You know how hard it is for me to keep my cool right now? I’m showing off for a very good-looking wolf right now, I get it.”

“Yeah, well there’s not an expectation for you to be professional right now,” Thom muttered. “I still gotta get through an interview and photo shoot without making a further ass of myself.”

“Dude, relax,” Nico sat up, smiling. “We’re the only ones here, and I don’t give a damn. Besides, if I wasn’t making you hard, I wouldn’t be doing my job, now would I?”

“That’s not how that works,” Thom rolled his eyes. “I don’t know why I’m getting so worked up.”

“That’s the embarrassment again,” Nico said. “You can be calm and horny at the same time. Hell, I don’t think I’ve ever gone a full set without throwing wood at least once, if not for the whole show. Don’t worry about the tent, or about staring. I actually appreciate the eyes.”

Thom took a deep, calming breath. “Fair enough,” he said. “Let’s move over to the couch, get some reclined pics.” They did just that, and Nico posed for some more risque full-frontal pictures, this time smiling and looking very… inviting. Like he was willing the camera, and the man behind it, to take it all in, to curl up in those open arms, to rub my hands all over that body—Damn it libido! I said no.

“Okay, so what do you want now?” Nico asked.

Well what I want, I can’t have right now. Thom took a moment to think, only to realize, with growing horror, that he’d actually said that out loud. Quietly, almost a whisper, but he’d said it, and Nico’s keen feline ears had clearly picked it up.

“And what would that be?” he asked, voice low and rumbling, like distant thunder. He smiled again, this time in challenge.

“Can we pretend I didn’t say that?” Thom asked, mortified.

“No.” That one word said quite a lot, as did the deepening smirk.

Thom sighed in frustration. “Right now, I want to finish this shoot without causing any more problems. I want to finish that interview without my idiot dick getting in the way and causing a scene.”

“That’s not what you want,” Nico said firmly, but calmly. “I can practically feel it coming off you. You just said what you think you need to want right now. It’s not the truth. I’ve been completely honest with you, and you need to be honest with yourself.”

“That’s not the problem,” Thom barked in frustration. “What my body wants right now doesn’t matter. I still have a job to do, and that has to come first. I still have to be a professional, no matter what…” his mouth went dry.

Nico’s eyes narrowed. “You don’t strike me as a coward, Mr. Norran. So, for once today, answer my question, and answer it truthfully.”

“Fine!” Thom hit his breaking point. “I want you to kiss me until my brain short-circuits. I want to run my hands over every square millimeter of that incredible body. I want you to shove me against the wall and show me every pleasure either of us can name! But you’re Nico fucking Beck. A legend of the music world, a personal hero! Everyone who’s ever even touched electronic music knows your name! And I’m not someone who could get what I want. I can’t have you, except through a camera and an audio recorder. So if you don’t mind, I’d like to finish this interview, so I can go home with at least some small shred of dignity intact. But I guess that’s too much to ask.” Spent at last, Thom slumped down onto a chair, feeling hollow, ashamed, and still incredibly aroused.

“I don’t think you get what’s going on here,” Nico smirked again, standing. As Thom watched in awe, Nico’s long, thick cock twitched, then began to swell. “What were your exact words? ‘Every pleasure either of us can name’? That sounds like a fantastic way to spend an afternoon, and maybe all…” he strode forward, stalking like a hunter, “night… afterward.” His cock, now at incredible proportions, rose straight up. That thing must be a foot long, Thom realized, his mouth dry again. I don’t think it’ll even fit in me, but damn do I want to try. “Now, remind me what step one was?”

Thom, still stunned, couldn’t manage to find any words, a state that only got worse when Nico approached and, with a large, strong hand, gripped Thom’s jaw gently and pulled it up.

“Oh, yes, now I remember,” Nico’s smirk turned into a full, pure smile, and he put his lips on Thom’s.

Their kiss started gently, but deepened as soon as Thom’s brain caught up to the situation he’d somehow found himself in. Thom pulled Nico closer, opening his mouth and twirling his tongue around Nico’s. Then the fireworks really started, and Thom’s brain stopped working again.

Nico knew the instant that he caught that tight-bodied photographer staring at his chest that he wanted to get his hands on the wolf. Thom had a lean, fit frame, sharp gold eyes, beautiful black-and-white fur, a leather jacket, and an artist’s intuition, and Nico just knew that focus would become something magical, if he could just convince the polite, borderline repressed beast-man to let it out. Watching him hide his attraction, watching him be embarrassed about something natural and good, was downright painful. So when he finally got the chance to give Thom’s desire a voice, he took it.

That first kiss was something powerful. Thom transformed near-instantly from a polite, distant journalist into a coil of pure sexual energy, an energy Nico desperately wanted to feed. So, when Thom’s hands reached down to Nico’s stiff manhood, Nico took charge, lifting Thom out of the chair and shoving him against the nearby wall, kissing and nibbling at the wolf’s neck, eliciting a moan of pleasure.

“Oh fuck,” Thom gasped as Nico groped his tight, perky ass and pulled his body into his, grinding their iron-hard rods together. “Why would you…”

“Because you’re hot, and I’m horny,” Nico said in between kisses, as he dragged Thom’s shirt out of his waistband and off his rangy chest along with the jacket, following its progress with his tongue. “I’m usually horny, but there’s something about you that I can’t resist. Mmmm…” he broke into a hum of pleasure as Thom tongued his nipple.

Thom groped the lion’s biceps and shoulders. “God, you could probably bench-press me,” he said, awe in his voice. “I wanna feel that power.”

“Feel away, then,” Nico roughly tore Thom’s belt and slacks open and shoved them down, kneeling to work his tool. After yanking his pants and shoes off entirely, he ran his tongue and fingers along the damp length of the bulge in Thom’s boxer briefs, getting another moan for his work. “Damn, you’ve got a nice unit,” he rumbled.

It took everything he had not to rip the underwear off, and eventually, he stopped trying to resist. With the sound of tearing fabric, the shredded boxers fell away, revealing a beautiful cut prick and a spicy, heavy musk that threatened to destroy Nico’s self-control altogether. It wasn’t overly large, but it was perfectly shaped and throbbing with desperate need.

He shoved his mouth onto Thom’s crotch, licking its full length before taking it into his mouth. While he did so, he coated his fingers in saliva and his own pre, and began to play with Thom’s tight hole, getting a gasp in response. Thom fell back against the wall, unable to keep himself from thrashing in pure sensation. “Oh fuck,” he kept repeating. He grabbed the back of Nico’s head, pistoning his dick in and out of Nico’s mouth and throat, while also working himself on Nico’s fingers.

After a few minutes of this, longer than he thought Thom would last, Nico came up for air. “Hold on tight,” he snarled as he stood, voice rough with need. “I’m gonna make sure you feel every inch of me.”

“Oh, fuck me,” Thom gasped as Nico hooked his hands on the inside of Thom’s thighs and lifted, propping him against the wall with pure muscle power and putting his hole in position. Then, with a pair of matched groans, Nico pressed himself gently into Thom, easing his throbbing rod into him.

It was slow going at first, but gravity was on their side, and Nico had no intention of stopping until he bottomed out. He kept pushing, gently but incessantly, until, over a minute later, he was finally buried up to the root in Thom’s tight, firm ass. They stayed there for a moment, catching their breath, before Nico took charge again, sliding his cock halfway out, then slamming it back in, his copious pre providing ample lubrication.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” Thom started moaning again as Nico’s rod slid against his prostate over and over again. He bucked against Nico, still held aloft against the wall, and pulled his body close. “I’m gonna…”

“What’re ya gonna do?” Nico growled, nearly at the edge himself. “You want me to make you cum?”

“Oh fuck yeah... fuck, please,” Thom gasped. “Give it to me!”

That nearly sent Nico over the edge, but he held himself at it, held them both in that space where the world stopped existing. It was just the two of them, connected on a level deeper than any word could describe, hanging at the pinnacle. Nico had no way of telling how long they were there, but all too soon, the sensation hit a fever pitch, carrying them over the point of no return.

With a primal roar, Nico finally gave in, and every nerve in his body lit up as he shot into Thom like a cannon. This did the same for Thom, and he shouted in pure bliss as his cock spurted over their torsos, the spasms rocketing through him and pulling even more cum out of Nico. After a while, the earthquake stopped, and Nico, shaking, finally let Thom down off the wall, laying him gently in the chair and letting himself sag onto him.

“Holy shit, Nico,” Thom said breathlessly, “that was amazing.”

“Was?” Nico panted. Even as he spoke, he could feel his cock stiffening again, his libido only barely sated. “That implies I’m done with you.”

“Give it a minute, I need to catch my breath,” Thom panted. “You don’t do anything by halves, do you?”

“Never,” Nico grinned, kissing Thom again. “Tonight, you’re mine. And I’m yours. So what next?”

“Bed,” Thom said, finally pushing himself somewhat upright. “This is a great chair, but not the most comfortable for fucking in.”

Nico chuckled. “Fair enough,” he said, pulling Thom to his still-shaky feet and leading him to his bedroom, before shoving him onto the bed.

Thom, clearly recovered, took his chance to attack Nico’s cock with his mouth, returning the earlier favor. And while his technique wasn’t flawless, his enthusiasm more than made up for it.

“Why don’t you get me slicked up while you’re down there?” Nico teased. “I want you on top of me.”

“Oh, I love a versatile man,” Thom snarled, shoving his snout into Nico’s crack. His long tongue went deep into Nico’s ass, sending all sorts of wonderful sensations along every nerve. After a few minutes of enthusiastic eating out, both of them were ready, and Thom positioned himself above Nico and slid home with a grunt. Once there, Thom took the opportunity to start kissing Nico again. When he started thrusting, Nico grunted and growled into Thom’s mouth, refusing to break the kiss.

This time, the sex was slow and steady, letting both of them sink into the sensations without losing themselves. And Nico was right: when Thom was focused on something, his perfectionism and creativity let him do amazing things. They explored each other’s bodies with an unhurried need, letting hands, mouths, and legs take in every curve and line.

Where Nico was broad, Thom was lean, but deceptively strong and flexible. And now that the animal had been unleashed, that strength was being bent toward pure pleasure for both of them, and Nico loved it. He loved how untamed and single-minded Thom could be, and it made him want the wolf more and more.

Their second orgasm was less of an earthquake, but no less powerful for it. It was more like a tide; inexorable, unrelenting, and gentle. Thom losing himself to it drove Nico over the edge as he felt Thom’s cock spasming against his prostate, erupting inside him and returning the earlier favor. Then, with a shared laugh of sheer joy, they kept going, unable to keep themselves from each other.

It was deep into the night when they were finally spent, and even then, the fire had been banked, not burned out. They fell asleep curled against each other, feeling their connection deepen as they drifted off. And the last thoughts in Nico’s mind before dreams took him were of that bond. What is this man doing to me? he asked himself. Whatever it is, I hope he never stops.

THOM: Am I coming over tonight?

NICO: please

NICO: can’t wait to get u

THOM: Still finishing up at work

THOM: BTW, that article should be in the next issue. Drops on Thursday

NICO: hope you made me look good

THOM: Let’s be honest, I would struggle to not. You look good no matter what.

NICO: save the flirting, its not necessary

THOM: You know you love it

We are eternal: an interview with Nico Beck

If you’re a fan of electronic or rock music, you probably know the name Nico Beck. If you don’t, I guarantee you’ve at least heard one of his songs, distinguished by defiance of genre conventions, densely-layered yet accessible composition, and Beck’s powerhouse vocals that range from rumbling growls to full-chest belting. While his genre-bending albums have taken the world by storm and his composition live-streams that show his creative process, his persona has been just as public, openly advocating for queer rights and representation through his work. As a gay man, he has been vocal within and on behalf of the community.

I wasn’t sure what he would be like when I walked into his beautiful, yet humble, Port Vale home. I half-expected someone disconnected from reality. A lot of famous people I’ve met are like that- not clueless per se, but they live in a very different world than us mere mortals. I also expected him to be “in character”, wearing his persona like an actor wears a character; Beck is, after all, someone who lives in the public eye, and therefore has to be mindful of his image at all times, at least on some level.

Instead, I met an open, honest, surprisingly grounded man who spoke like a real person, even to an interviewer. Nico is far from reclusive, but he still doesn’t accept personal interviews very often, so it was a surprise when he allowed me to ask some questions and take some photos of him without any mask, or any artifice at all.

“You have to understand the real world in order to be an artist,” he said to me over a cup of (really delicious) coffee. “Or at least, to make the kind of art I make. I want my music to reach people, real people, on a personal level, not just hype up some crowds. And that can’t happen if I’m not part of reality. I’m still a man, just like any other.”

In my professional opinion, the photos that accompany this article make it clear that he’s not just any man. He has the soul of an artist, the mind of a craftsman, the fashion sense of a modern-day hippie, and the body of a mythical demigod out of every gay man’s wet dreams. It made interviewing him a challenge in many respects, but he seemed determined to be a real person, so I did him the courtesy of treating him like one, which he seemed to appreciate.

Would that it was common for people to see celebrities that way by default.

When asked about his music’s genre, he rolled his eyes. “Fuck genre,” he said. “It’s just words put onto things that don’t need them. You can’t put music in a box, and think you know anything about it just because it shares an artificial box with something else. Music transcends that kind of attitude, and needs to be allowed to. I’ve never cared what anyone labeled my music, and I don’t intend to start.”

This is definitely borne out in his albums. Whether you’re a fan of his anthemic EDM-flavored For One Night, the metal-inspired science fiction sound of Aphelion, or the more prog-rock electronica of Immortals, you can’t deny that he’s never been concerned with staying in his artistic and musical lane.

When asked if he takes the same approach with the rest of his life, he heartily agreed. “I don’t care what anyone says, I love who I love, how I choose to love them.” When pressed about publicly accepting the gay label, he said: “It’s not a label, not for me, at least. It’s just an accurate description of the kinds of people I like to share my body with. I love men, how they feel, how they think, how they move. I love being a man, and sharing myself with others. ‘Gay’ seems an accurate verbal shorthand for that idea.”

Despite his seeming confidence, it hasn’t always been roses for him. “It did cause some friction. Most of those early labels wanted me to ‘tone down the gay’, so I told them to kick rocks and produced independently, building my career on my own terms.” And while that led to some rough times in the early years of his work, I can say with absolute certainty that he wouldn’t have had it any other way. “My life, my persona, my image, if that word means anything, isn’t anyone’s to decide but me.”

While Nico can come across as endlessly confident and optimistic, I found him to be driven, realistic, and compassionate. His early work is tinged with a forceful defiance that becomes evident after hearing about how his career began. He was driven to prove himself to a world that wanted him to make himself lesser for their comfort, a thing that the fierce, artistic, and deeply independent Nico Beck would never, will never, accept.

And clearly, it’s worked out well for him. He’s become a trailblazer of artistic popular music, an incredibly successful producer and vocalist, and still a real person underneath it all. This can’t be an easy thing to manage, but he makes it work somehow. Maybe that’s proof there’s hope for the rest of us.

Also, in case you missed the photos (somehow), he’s an incredibly attractive man. If he wanted to, he could drown himself in groupies, but he doesn’t, likely due to that same drive toward authenticity. That’s not to say his sex life is boring, but it’s surprisingly, and refreshingly, normal.

“I mean, yeah, who doesn’t love the occasional hookup?” he shrugged at me. “Sex is great, and I’ve got no intention of stopping any time soon. I’ve been in a few FWB situations, but not a lot of real relationships, mostly because of my work. Travel isn’t great for a stable lifestyle, after all. But I feel like most people want that connection, that spark of something more. And that’s what I’m looking for in someone. Not a body type, not a profession, a real, honest connection.”

While I can’t confirm or refute any rumors about an interviewee’s private life, and I won’t pry into subjects that aren’t anyone’s business but his, I hope he finds it. This is a feline full of heart, passion, and a deep lust for life. It would be a shame if he didn’t get the chance to share it with someone. Lions, after all, need their prides.

And he has plenty to be proud of. A brilliant career, a stack of artistic accolades, the chance to be creative for a living, a rocking bod, and a god’s own cock? What’s not to love? There’s more to Nico Beck than meets the eye, and the eye does not go wanting for more.

Nico’s albums are released through Virtuoso Records and can be found wherever fine music (and fine beast-men) are sold.

“‘Lions need their prides’? Really?” Nico rolled his eyes after reading the article while cuddling Thom. “I think I should smack you on principle, just for that pun.”

The last three weeks had been a whirlwind for Thom. That first night had been incredible, but Thom fully expected that to be the end of it. But when he got a text from Nico inviting him to dinner, that idea had shattered. Now, he was dating quite possibly the hottest cat on the planet, who was also a celebrity.

It still left him reeling, to be honest.

But Nico had been nothing but warm, grounded, and hopeful, without a shred of expectation or assumption. And whenever Thom locked eyes with his boyfriend, his heart jumped into his throat, just as his cock throbbed with want. It was like living in heaven, without leaving the ground.

“I mean, it was right there,“ Thom smirked. “You’ve read enough of my articles to like them, and you’re surprised by wordplay?”

“Not surprised, just mildly disappointed,” Nico chuckled, putting the magazine aside. “Truly fantastic photos, by the way. You should be proud. How did you convince Mick to give your article the centerfold and cover slots?” Mick was Thom’s editor at Alpha, a cynical, perpetually bored raccoon who always expected the best, despite rarely paying for it. This time, though, he was forced to give Thom his well-deserved bonus, despite his grumbling.

“I showed him the artistic nudes,” Thom smirked. “I didn’t even have to ask him for it, he just choked on his coffee and immediately rearranged multiple issues. What can I say? You’re a very attractive man, who will probably sell a fuckton of magazines, just with that cover.”

“Glad I could help,” Nico said dryly. “At least my ass is good for something.”

“It’s good for many, many things,” Thom growled, tackling Nico and nuzzling his neck, straddling his body. Ever since that first night, his libido had been through the roof, and Thom had no desire to slow that down. Besides, all it did was let him keep up with Nico’s prodigious sexual appetites.

And despite not having touched the gym at all since he started dating Nico, if anything, his physical endurance had only increased. Clearly, Thom thought as he smirked into the kiss he shared with Nico, sex was fantastic exercise.

Nico grinned back, grinding his hips into Thom’s and pulling his body closer. Tonight, it seemed, like all his others recently, was going to be a good night, if he had anything to say about it.

“Damn, Thom, you’re looking good today,” Nico complimented as his boyfriend stalked into his house. Thom was wearing tight jeans and a tight, thin black tee under his old, but well-cared-for, leather jacket. And he was filling all of them out very nicely indeed. It had been about a month and a half, and despite the short time frame, he was already considering asking Thom to move in with him, if only because he spent nearly every night there anyway. “New clothes?”

“Huh? No, these are ancient,” Thom said, somewhat confused. “Gonna have to replace them, though, I think they shrunk in the wash.”

“Well don’t, they make you look fantastic,” Nico said, having to stop himself from ripping them off him. Thom had texted him earlier, saying they needed to talk, so Nico was trying to behave. But that shirt and jacket clinging deliciously to Thom’s muscles, and the jeans showing off his incredible ass, were making that really difficult. “So what’s going on?”

“I’ve got to leave town for work,” Thom said, clearly upset by the idea of a business trip. “I really, really don’t want to, but I like having a job.”

“Where’s the trip to?” Nico asked, gesturing for Thom to join him at the table. “I can’t see you being this bummed about something this minor. What’s going on?”

“Las Marinas,” Thom said. It was a gigantic city, one Nico had played shows in many times, on the other side of the country. “Taking some shots of some famous gay nightclub called Jax.”

“Ah, the House of Vibes,” Nico smiled, remembering the place. “It’s a great place, you’ll love it. Apparently they play a lot of my early tracks there.”

“But you won’t be there,” Thom sounded almost despondent. “I’ve gotten really used to having you around, to being with you. Four nights, plus travel days… that’s a long time to be without.”

“Without sex?” Nico asked, confused. “Ya know, there’s a really easy solution to that. You’re gonna be in a hotel room, after all. Might as well make a mess of it.”

“But you’re still here doing studio work,” Thom said. “Who am I gonna enjoy that hotel room with?”

Nico blinked. “I never demanded you be sexually exclusive with me,” he said. “If you need to scratch an itch and I can’t do it, go for it. Set back up that Grindfur account, hook yourself a local for a night or two. Hell, you might find someone at Jax; it’s not like people aren’t fucking in there.”

Thom rolled his eyes. “I guess we never talked about it,” he said. “I keep forgetting you were always this horny. For me, it’s kinda recent. I don’t know, though, I guess… I kinda thought I’d have you all to myself.”

“In all the ways that matter, you will,” Nico said. “Just because you find some ass across the country doesn’t mean you’re not coming back, and I’ll always come back to you, no matter what bathhouse I end up in. That said, with you out of town, I may need to actually find someone myself. I’ve been even hotter than usual lately, and if you’re not here to pick up the slack…”

Thom chuckled. “Also, it’s not as easy for us mere mortals to get laid,” he said. “You could walk into any place with gay men and have an instant harem.”

“So could you, if you wore those pants,” Nico growled. “Just be confident, know you’re smoking hot, and claim that ass. The only thing I ask is that you send me pics, if the other guy’s okay with it. And when you get back, we can make up for lost time.”

“Promise?” Thom asked.

Nico stood up and pulled Thom to his feet, embracing him in the firmest hug he could without cracking ribs. “Promise, you horny canine. Now, let’s get some dinner.”

The next day, Nico found Thom in his bedroom, taking selfies of his near-nude body. “Setting up that Grindfur, huh?” he asked.

“Yeah, my old account photos are a bit out of date,” he said thoughtfully, rubbing his chest. “When did I get this big? I didn’t used to have pecs or abs.”

“You’ve been that hot since I met you,” Nico said truthfully. That said, he took notice of the distinct ab bumps, the strong, if not oversized, pecs, the thick arms, and remembered Thom being slightly leaner. But all this looking got his blood pumping in the best way. “You should get some shots of that meat of yours,” he growled, trying to avoid pouncing on Thom immediately.

“Already got those,” Thom said, typing on his phone. “I think it’s gotten bigger, too. Maybe it’s the exercise. I definitely have more energy than I used to. I’m starting to think that sex with you is better than any gym session.”

“As if you’re not contributing,” Nico grinned. “You’ve always had a nice dick on you, and you’re only getting better at using it. Speaking of, any hits on the ‘Fur?”

“Not just yet,” Thom said, closing his camera app. “Once I’ve updated my profile, I’m gonna see who I can meet up with in Las Marinas. There’s some dynamos on here, I can’t wait.”

“Neither can I,” Nico rumbled, before jumping on the bed and shoving his hardening bulge against Thom’s and kissing him roughly, getting a very enthusiastic reply. After that, their conversation devolved into grunts, moans, and shouts of pleasure as they devoured each other’s bodies deep into the night.

“So, what’s this visit about today, Mr. Norran?” the doctor, a tall, middle-aged ferret, asked as he walked into the exam room. Thom had set an appointment for an annual checkup, but also noted some changes in his lifestyle to discuss.

“Just a checkup, Dr. Hearne,” Thom said. “That, and some… peculiarities I’ve noticed lately.”

“Well, let’s get started then,” Dr. Hearne said, and after the brief routine exam, made a note. “You seem very healthy, and your metrics are even better than last year. Have you been exercising more?”

“Well, sorta,” Thom said, embarrassed. “I haven’t been to the gym in weeks, but, well, I’ve got a new boyfriend, and…”

“And you’re still in the honeymoon period of a new relationship,” Dr. Hearne said knowingly. “Are the ‘peculiarities’ you mentioned related to that?”

“Yeah. I’ve been a lot more… into sex lately, and… initiating it much more often than I used to,” Thom said, trying to keep things clinical despite the very personal topic. “The, uh, duration has also increased significantly.”

“So, increased sex drive and sexual stamina,” Dr. Hearne noted. “Hardly unusual in a new relationship, and nothing to be concerned about under normal circumstances.”

“That’s the thing, though,” Thom admitted. “I’m worried that it’s not normal. Before, I could go weeks without a problem, but now? Now, I’m lucky to get through a day or two before I tackle my boyfriend. And when I do, we go for hours without any issue. It’s been kinda insane.”

“And has this increase caused problems in your relationship or mental state?”

“Oh, not at all,” Thom said. “If anything, I can just about keep up with him, the horny bastard. And honestly, it’s been great. I feel stronger, more fit, more aware, happier…”

“And you’re worried that this positive, but very sudden, change is a sign of something bad?” Dr. Hearne asked. “I’ll get some blood work done, but so far, I’m not seeing anything that would indicate such. If anything, it seems to have been good for you.”

“So, what, I should just enjoy it?” Thom asked, concerned. “That seems irresponsible.”

“Only if it begins to interfere with the rest of your life,” Hearne said, pulling out a vial and syringe. “I would suggest some moderation, and that you be careful about it, but I wouldn’t worry unless it stops you from working, sleeping, or socializing. It may also simply sort itself out once you and your S-O settle into the relationship. That said, if it does become a problem, I would definitely suggest seeking resources for sexual addiction. But until then, I think you’re okay. It’s certainly not doing your body any harm.”

While this seemed unlikely to Thom, he didn’t say anything, hoping the doctor was right. He sat through the blood draw without issue, and talked about other, less sensitive things with the doctor. Afterward, he had to pack for the flight, and he was dreading that part. Not for the lack of Nico, but simply because Mick refused to shell out for business class, and being shoved in coach for seven hours was not something that appealed to anyone.

NICO: how was the flight

THOM: AWFUL

THOM: Tiny seats and screaming kids the whole way

THOM: That first stretch at the airport was fantastic

NICO: at least it’s over

NICO: find someone to spend the night with?

THOM: Maybe. His name’s Kai, wants to meet up if I’m down. We’ll see how he is in person tho. If he’s an asshole, I’m out

NICO: fair enough

NICO: spending my night at the club

THOM: Nice. I’ll call later, once I’m at the hotel room. I miss you

NICO: miss u 2

NICO: go get laid

Thom was nervous as he waited for Kai to reach his hotel room. He’d gotten to the hotel after a truly terribly flight and terrifying cab ride (seriously, the drivers in Las Marinas were insane), and despite part of him just wanting to curl up in bed, the rest of him really wanted to see if Kai was as good in the bedroom as his pictures indicated.

When he messaged Kai with his room number, both of them had indicated this would be a purely physical thing, but Kai had seemed like a nice guy at least. Thom wasn’t expecting more than a one-night stand, but from their texted conversations, he was starting to like this man. A blunt, confident punk and biker who was also a professional computer programmer, he seemed to have brains, attitude, and no small amount of brawn.

Since both he and Kai were expecting to get straight to business, Thom hadn’t bothered with clothes. He’d simply shed his travel clothes, showered, and wrapped a towel around himself. He was hoping Kai would at least be shirtless when he showed, not for speed’s sake, but because his body, a stack of powerful muscle and fur and impressive piercings, was all sorts of exciting.

So when a loud knock on his door interrupted his thoughts, his excitement only increased. When he opened the door, he saw a tall, powerfully-built otter with brown and cream fur, short, messy hair on his head, tribal tattoos on his arms, pierced eyebrows and nips, and no shirt on. “Hi there,” Thom said, more confidently than he expected, looking Kai up and down and licking his lips. Damn, he’s even hotter than the pics. Nico, when he’d first met him, had been the kind of idealized fantasy Thom had convinced himself he could never have, but this rough-and-tumble otter was a much realer kind of fantasy, the kind of beast he actively sought out and drooled over when he saw them in a club.

“Hi there yourself,” Kai said in a rough voice, with an appraising gleam in his eye. Thom could see his shirt tucked into the back pocket of his ripped jeans. He smelled wonderful, a combination of musk, woodsmoke, leather, and a hint of weed. “You gonna invite me in, or what?”

In answer, Thom reached out, yanked Kai into his room, and let the door shut as he shoved the otter against the wall, kissing him. Kai opened his mouth, and their tongues danced around each other as their hands gripped back, arm, or ass wherever they could.

“Damn, man,” Kai moaned as Thom pressed into him eagerly. “I don’t normally let other guys take charge, but you’re somethin’ else.”

“Glad you think so,” Thom growled, shoving his hand down the back of Kai’s pants and pulling him into Thom’s body. “Fuck, you feel good.” Thom had rarely felt this aggressive or confident, but Kai seemed to be digging it, which just fueled the fire.

Thom turned them around and all but threw Kai onto the bed and shoved himself on top of him. He nibbled his way down Kai’s hard, muscular body, paying special attention to those pierced nipples, earning a groan and a distinctive throb from his generous bulge. He kept moving, dragging Kai’s pants and shoes off (no underwear, damn, you were ready for it) and nuzzling his thick, throbbing cock.

Kai threw his head back and moaned as Thom started on his unit, working it with his paw. But this was just the pregame, Thom knew. He had his eyes on the prize, even as Kai started jackhammering into his hand. “Fuck yeah, man,” he grunted. “You know what you’re doin’. Ungh!”

Thom used the hand that wasn’t wrapped around Kai’s eight-inch dick to retrieve a bottle of lube and apply it to both hands. Then his hand moved from cock to hole, rubbing against Kai’s entrance.

“Whoa there, buddy,” Kai said breathlessly. “I don’t bottom too often. You’d better prove you deserve it.”

Thom smirked. “Don’t worry about me, hot stuff,” he growled, gently pressing his first two fingers into Kai’s hot, muscular ass. “I’ll send you to the fucking moon.” He moved his head up to Kai’s hard, furry chest and nibbled one of the pierced nipples, getting another back-arching moan.

Using his fingers and mouth, Thom played Kai like a violin, the otter’s sighs and grunts blending into a symphony of primal need. Kai’s hands thrashed around Thom’s head and back, pulling him tight and bringing him along for the ride. Then, one hand found Thom’s aching cock, and he moaned into Kai’s furry chest.

“Oh fuck, man,” Kai threw his head back, “fuck me. Fuck me hard, man.”

Thom paused his kissing to catch a breath. “You want this cock?” he taunted. “You want me that bad?” He matched his words with a twist of his fingers that nearly sent Kai over the edge.

“Fuck yes,” Kai moaned. “Fuck yes, I need it. I need you like I need air.”

In answer, Thom slipped his fingers out and climbed on top of Kai, lifting his legs and shoving his tip against Kai’s throbbing hole. Then, with a deep, fierce kiss, he pushed inside slowly, letting each inch stretch Kai, until he was buried to the root and they both were panting.

“Fuck you’re big,” Kai moaned. “I ain’t never had anyone like you before.”

“You haven’t had me yet,” Thom growled, grinding against Kai’s ass and kissing him roughly. He slowly, oh so slowly, pulled himself out halfway, before sliding back in, keeping his pace slow, letting them feel every sensation.

It didn’t take long at all for Kai to reach his apex. “Fuck me!” he bellowed, his untouched cock throbbing and swollen. “I’m gonna—”

“Not yet you’re not,” Thom snarled, hilting himself and pausing to hold him at the edge. “I’m not even close to done with you.”

This cycle repeated for the next hour, holding them both at the heights of pleasure, before Thom let them crash down. And while Thom was used to explosive orgasms at this point, Kai clearly wasn’t, shouting and roaring as the storm tore through his body. He came like a fountain, painting them both with pearly cum.

“Fuck, man,” Kai panted as Thom pulled out of him. “Damn am I glad I hooked up with you. Wish I’d gotten a chance at your incredible ass, though.”

“Gotten?” Thom asked. “I’m not tired yet. I want to see what that unit can do. So let me know when you’re feeling up for it.”

Kai laid back and let himself recover for a moment, before rolling over and kissing Thom. “You really know how to get a man going,” Kai grinned. “Turn around and show me that rear, Thom.”

Smirking, Thom did just that, propping himself up on his knees to give Kai easy access. He was rewarded with the sensation of fingers, then lips, on his hole, before Kai’s tongue got inside and began loosening him up. And he knew how to use that tongue, too, even combining it with fingers for a whirlwind tour of Kai’s skills at manhandling.

Soon enough, Thom felt the thick, blunt force of Kai’s wide dick demanding entry, before shoving inside. Where Thom had been patient and gentle, Kai was rough and rapid, while still being responsive. Thom loved the feeling of Kai wrapping his hands around Thom’s body, yanking him closer while pile-driving his ass.

He seemed like a man who reveled in his strength and his lust, and Thom was more than happy to join him for it. He was also much more vocal than Nico, grunting and swearing, demanding Thom feel every inch of him as he shoved deeper and deeper into him, filling his ass completely.

Thom reached back, grabbing Kai’s head and pulling him closer, earning a deep nuzzling kiss in response while Kai started working Thom’s unit again, this time with more urgency and less technique. “Fuck, you feel good,” Kai growled into Thom’s neck as he pounded. “Gonna cum again.”

“Give it to me,” Thom moaned. “Give me all of it.”

Then, with another roar, Kai erupted again, filling Thom’s ass with cum to the point where it started leaking out around his cock. Thom joined him, coating his abs and Kai’s hand. Then, finally spent, they both collapsed onto the bed.

“You mind if I call my boyfriend?” Thom asked after they’d both recovered. “He wanted pictures of us, and I thought some video would be enticing for him.”

“If he’s as hot as you are, go for it,” Kai laughed, still in his afterglow. He reached his arm around Thom.

“Oh, he’s a lot hotter than me,” Thom grinned, pulling out his phone and calling Nico. “But I think he’d like you a lot.”

Nico answered, turning on his video to reveal him laying naked in bed, hard as a rock. “Hey lover,” he said. “Who’s the stud?”

“Hi there, Nico,” Thom greeted as Kai’s jaw dropped. “This is Kai. We just trashed a hotel room and thought we’d make you jealous.”

“Well mission successful,” Nico’s eyes narrowed as his hand moved to his cock. “He looks good enough to eat.”

“Doesn’t he?” Thom said. “Say something, Kai. It’s just my boyfriend.”

“Just your boyfriend,” Kai said, still in shock. “Your boyfriend, Nico Beck. The rock star. Who is currently jacking off. I think I’m dreaming.”

“Jacking off to you, no less,” Nico grinned like a predator. “I’d say I don’t bite, but that’s definitely a lie. No, Kai, you’re not dreaming. I really am Nico Beck, Thom really is my boyfriend, I really do think you’re incredibly sexy, and I have no problem showing you in person if we ever meet. I hope we do.”

“I hope so too,” Kai turned his eye up and down Nico’s supine form. “Holy shit, you look exactly like that spread in Alpha.”

“Fun fact, that was Thom’s spread,” Nico said impishly. “He’s a damn good photographer, and an even better lay.”

“Good to know you only like me for my body,” Thom said, matching his tone. “You get any at the club?”

“Unfortunately, no,” Nico huffed. “The only people who talked to me were some awful fawning groupies, no one I wanted to do anything with. Can’t wait until you’re back.”

“Neither can I,” Thom said honestly. “But don’t worry, Kai’s an excellent bed-warmer until I can get home.”

“You know what, I’ll take it,” Kai grinned. “You’re a lucky man, Nico. Thom here’s an animal in the sack. Can’t wait to test-drive him again.”

“Don’t I know it,” Nico smiled, pure and sweet. “And how’s Kai’s tasty-looking dick treating you, Thom?”

“Nearly as well as his tight ass,” Thom said. “He grooves like few others, too. Hey, Kai, your work doesn’t happen to let you travel often, does it?”

“Not really, but I have vacation time saved up,” Kai said. “Did you have something in mind?”

“I’m pretty sure he wanted you to visit us for a repeat performance, with a guest-star,” Nico said. “And I’m definitely down. When can you come out?”

Kai was caught by surprise. “Hell if I know,” he said, bewildered. “I can try, but no timeline promises. Port Vale is a hell of a flight.”

“You’re not kidding,” Thom groused. “Seven hours, one way, in coach. It’s like visiting hell.”

“You should have mentioned you were flying economy,” Nico said. “I could have gotten you at least business plus.”

Thom rolled his eyes. “You’re not my sugar daddy, Nico. It’s just a flight, I didn’t need you to throw money at it.”

“Wait, why not?” Kai asked honestly. “You’re dating one of the biggest rock stars on Earth, that should be worth at least some side benefits. Besides the sex, I mean.”

“And damn, what sex it is,” Nico growled, staring at Kai’s chest as he cranked his hog. “Can’t wait to get my hands on you, you beefy otter.”

“Same to you, you horny cat,” Kai grinned back, the attention getting him hard again. “Go on, let it out for me.”

“Gonna fuck you so good,” Nico moaned, lubing his hands and fingering his ass as he jacked his cock. “And you’re gonna fuck me good, too.”

“You’re damn right I will,” Kai joined in on the masturbation while Thom stroked Kai’s chest and thighs. “You wanna feel me inside you? You wanna get inside me? Get that tongue on my chest?”

“Oh fuck yes,” Nico grunted. “Want your mouth on my cock, your tongue on my sack...”

After a few minutes of enthusiastic video sex, Nico finally came, messily and noisily. Kai hadn’t yet, but he was definitely worked up. “I’ll see you soon, Thom,” Nico said as they hung up the phone. “And you too, Kai,”

“Definitely,” Kai said roughly, as Thom kissed the phone and hung up. “Seriously, how did you get that lucky?”

“Good question,” Thom said. “I honestly have no fucking clue.”

“Well, I’m gonna enjoy it,” Kai growled, tackling Thom again. As they kissed and groped, Kai ground his throbbing length on Thom’s, giving them both some truly delicious friction. Eventually, they both came for the third time, gentle and rough all at once. This time, there wasn’t a pause before they immediately began again.

They didn’t get to sleep for a long time afterward.

On the day of Thom’s return to Port Vale, he was surprised three different times. The first was a text from Kai, asking if he would be free for a night or several in three weeks. While the visit wasn’t a surprise (nor unwelcome), the short turn-around for Kai’s vacation days were a bit of a shock. When he asked how Kai had managed it on such short notice, the reply was a simple “You two are worth it.”

The second surprise was at the airport, when the ticket desk attendant said that the airline had processed the upgrade to first class. Damn it, Nico, Thom frowned, but didn’t protest. He was saving that for home.

It’s home now, isn’t it…? he thought to himself. Not my apartment. Nico is home for me now. Seven Above, how did things go so fast?

The flight back to Port Vale was significantly nicer than the trip out, especially since the twunkish first-class flight attendant, a red panda named Miles, kept bringing him glasses of very nice scotch with a wink and an appraising glance each time. Thom just took the opportunity to soak in the attention, feeling more confident and attractive the longer the flight lasted. By the time the plane touched down at Galves International, he had to convince his dick to not lure the attendant into a bathroom stall and have his way with the tight-assed beast.

Then, giving Thom surprise number three, Miles showed up at the gate, gave Thom a smirking nod, clearly intent on doing the luring himself, and suddenly no amount of convincing was enough.

Their encounter was brief, furtive, and intense. It began with Miles shoving Thom against the bathroom wall and diving down to bury his head in Thom’s crotch, pulling down pants and underwear with furious need. He practically inhaled Thom’s joint, pulling his hard length into his throat with finesse and driving Thom up the wall. A few minutes of talented sucking later, Thom was nearly ready to snap.

Instead, he yanked Miles off his cock and shoved him into a stall, locking the door behind him. “Bend over,” he ordered in a hoarse snarl. “Bend over and show me how bad you want it.”

Miles, panting, complied, offering his firm, muscular ass to Thom, who yanked his pants down and slicked Miles up with his tongue, making the panda moan. Thom grinned as he stood, lined himself up, and shoved his throbbing cock into Miles’ well-trained hole. As he railed Miles, Thom couldn’t help but love what was happening. There was no concern about noise or privacy, no real affection toward the beast he was plowing, just raw animal desire. He let himself sink into the feeling of pleasure and lust as he kept pumping, and reached around to grip Miles’ hefty dick.

Miles moaned as he rocked himself against Thom, forcing his dick as far in as it could go. When he came, he did so messily, covering his torso, the stall wall, and Thom’s hand with his ample jizz. With a groan, Thom let himself release, shooting into Miles until it started leaking out.

Miles, somewhat apologetically, began to mop up the spunk, thanking Thom with a blissful grin. “You really know how to plow an ass,” he said.

“And you really know how to take a dick,” Thom growled as he groped the panda’s ass, sending a shudder through him. “Thanks for the romp.”

“Anytime, stud,” Miles gave Thom a quick kiss. “Anytime.”

Nico sighed as he waited for his boyfriend to arrive from the airport. He’d wanted to pick him up, but Thom turned him down, saying he needed to get his car out of paid parking. This left Nico feeling a bit put out, forced to wait for his hot-bodied lover to walk through the door. So he’d decided to punish the wolf, just a little.

He was wearing nothing but a leather harness and a smile, lounging on the sofa facing the foyer, hoping Thom would get there soon. Technically, Thom didn’t live there, and they’d never made plans to meet up here, but Nico knew Thom wouldn’t go anywhere else first. So, when he heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway, his long, thick dick began to harden.

When Thom walked in, dragging a suitcase behind him, he looked more tired than Nico had ever seen him, as well as more buff and muscular than he remembered. But that didn’t matter as much as him being here. “Hey there,” Nico said, gratified when Thom immediately pitched a tent in his delightfully filled-out jeans. “What’cha got for me?”

“This,” Thom said, before running forward and embracing Nico in a rib-creaking hug. Then, Nico kissed his boyfriend, and they didn’t move except to breathe for nearly five minutes. “I missed you,” Thom eventually said.

“I can tell,” Nico said, more flippantly than he felt. Quite apart from his balls aching to get the wolf undressed and in his bed, Nico’s heart felt strange, beating like mad as he held Thom. “Is there a reason you smell like sex? Is that Kai?”

“Nah,” Thom grinned, his gold eyes crinkling. “Accidentally seduced the flight attendant and got a quickie in a stall. I don’t know when I turned into a sex wizard, but I’m not complaining. But don’t worry, you’ll be meeting Kai soon.”

“Good,” Nico smiled back. “And as far as I’m concerned, you’ve always been a sex wizard. You sure know how to rev my engine.”

“Let’s be honest, that’s not hard,” Thom laughed. “As horny as I’ve gotten lately, as built and hung as I’ve mysteriously become, I’m still a distant second fiddle to my boyfriend, the hottest beast on the planet.”

“Flattery will get you everywhere,” Nico pulled Thom’s hips closer, grinding his cock into Thom’s bulge. “Move in with me.”

Thom froze in shock. “What?”

“Move in here with me,” Nico said again, looking his lover in the eyes. “It doesn’t feel like home when you’re not here. I don’t just want you in my bed or at my side, I want you in my life. No matter what else happens.”

“You know, there’s an easier way to say that,” Thom rolled his eyes. “I love you too, Nico.”

I love you. Those three words sent a thrill more powerful than any orgasm through Nico. Feeling lighter and happier than he ever had, he hoisted Thom aloft and kissed him again, but this time, bent down onto the sofa, pressing Thom’s back against it and grinding forward. “I love you, Thom,” he said, jerking Thom’s jacket and shirt off with a desperate need. He dove into Thom’s fur, nuzzling his neck. “I need you,” he whispered. “All of you, right now.”

“Then take me,” Thom whispered back as Nico literally ripped his pants off. The shredded remnants of denim were tossed onto the ground. “Shove that skyscraper of a cock into me, and don’t stop for anything. I don’t want to sleep until after sunrise.”

With a growl, Nico shoved himself forward into Thom’s waiting hole and pushed as far as he could in one stroke, before withdrawing and thrusting again. As he jackhammered Thom’s ass, Nico noticed that Thom’s already impressive muscles were pumping, like he was at the gym, the veins on his arms swelling to deliver blood to his growing frame. His dick, too, was getting larger, throbbing with desperate need as it grew bigger and harder than Nico’d ever seen it. It wasn’t a massive change, but it was still noticeable- Thom was getting bigger.

While Nico noticed the changes, he didn’t care. Thom was here, in his arms, getting hotter every day, and currently moaning in pleasure. Nico growled back and started to buck his hips faster and harder until he was pile-driving Thom into the couch. And soon, he couldn’t care about anything else. His technique was rough and direct, but neither of them cared. Even if Nico could have worried about hurting Thom, his lover was currently screaming at Nico to not stop. Their pure physical need overrode any sense of patience.

When they came, they shot like fountains, roaring and howling as their balls tightened and their cocks spurted cum over the entire couch. Their nerves sang with joy as they kept going, Nico pounding and bellowing as he came again and again. Then, once he was spent, Nico slid out of Thom and repositioned them so he could impale his ass on Thom’s cum-slick rod. It felt as big as it looked, its wonderful thickness and length sending constant ripples through his body as Thom started thrusting, heedless of anything else.

Time stopped existing for them as love and lust held them in thrall. All they knew was pleasure, all they wanted was each other. It was just them, their bodies, and a connection that couldn’t be broken.

“So, was that a yes?” Nico asked as he turned on the spray. After the intense sex that lasted most of the night, they decided to clean themselves off before curling up in bed. “It felt like a yes.”

“Yes, it was a yes,” Thom rolled his eyes. Nico noted that Thom’s voice had changed, getting slightly deeper and stronger, but said nothing. It was a very nice voice. “But I’ve got a couple of conditions.”

“Shoot.”

“I believe I just did,” Thom said archly. “Repeatedly. One, I don’t want a sugar daddy. Stop trying to use your money to pay for my things. I’m still a bit annoyed at you for upgrading my plane ticket without telling me. I want to be here, with you, but I still want a say in my future. And that means accepting coach every now and again.”

Nico smiled. “I’m not being a sugar daddy, I’m giving my boyfriend a nice surprise,” he shook his mane under the shower head. “But I get it. You want to make your own story, live a life on your terms. You know I can’t help but respect that.”

“I thought you might,” Thom smiled, clear and bright. “But that’s not just with regards to living arrangements, but my work too. I want to make something of my photography, something incredible. That said, I’m not quitting my job just yet. I like being able to pay my bills.”

“But there’s no harm looking for something you like better,” Nico said. “I make more than enough to support us both while you do that. I say quit your job, use your skills to find something that makes you happy, not just gives you a paycheck. I promise, hand on heart, you’re not going to be a mooch.”

“Just your kept man?” Thom arched an eyebrow. “I’ll think about it. Condition two, I don’t want our lives to just be nonstop sex. I want to be with you, not just in bed with you. Not that I have any stones to throw in that department, but still.”

“The feeling’s mutual,” Nico kissed Thom tenderly, making him swoon slightly. “You’re a wonderful person, and I want to be part of the future you’re making. And I want you to be part of mine, for however long you’ll have me.”

“Slow your roll there, Nico, we’re not getting married just yet,” Thom said. “Things have been moving fast with us. Really, really fast. And it’s changing me, physically and mentally, in ways I don’t understand. On the one hand, it’s been incredible, but on the other…”

“It’s still sudden,” Nico said, knowing exactly what he was getting at. “I can’t promise I’ll be completely logical about this, though. You getting hotter every time I look at you is driving me wild in the best way. And besides that, you make me feel like I can do anything, and it’s real easy for me to get caught up in it. I’ll need you to keep me grounded.”

“And I’ll need you to keep me hopeful,” Thom admitted. “I constantly feel like I’m not good enough, like I can never measure up to you, even though I know that’s not how that works. But maybe, together, we can make this work.”

“As long as we keep working,” Nico finished. “Understood, Thom. I have to admit, you’re getting really hot these days. Not just physically, either. You move different now, more confident and focused. I like seeing you come out of your shell.”

“Up to and including somehow seducing a twunk without trying,” Thom frowned. “I honestly have no idea how that happened. Yeah, he’d been flirting with me all flight, but still…”

Nico laughed. “I think you’re finally just going to have to accept that you, Thomaias Norran, are, in fact, hot, hung, and ready to fuck. Properly hot and hung, too. I’m not the only one in the house who can have an instant harem if they want it.”

“Which is the concerning bit, honestly,” Thom said. “Three months ago, that wasn’t the case. Yeah, you thought I was hot, but that was far from a universal opinion. Skinny, introverted wolves are far from a rarity. But since then, I’ve turned into a sex-crazed hunk who casually bangs random flight attendants in an airport bathroom, and it barely registers as notable. It’s a bit of a change, you have to admit.”

“Maybe, but it seems like a good change,” Nico pointed out. “You’re a lot more sure of yourself now, and I sure have no complaints about what’s happening. Honestly, I say we should just enjoy it, instead of waiting for the other shoe to drop.”

“Maybe,” Thom’s tone went dark. “I can’t help feeling like something this good has to have a downside, just to balance out. Like I can’t have gotten this lucky. There has to be a reason.”

“I mean, I saw you bulk up a bit while we were fucking,” Nico supplied helpfully. “I think you just take ‘sex-powered bod’ to new heights. It’d explain why you’re craving sex more: your body wants to be more, so you’re seeking out the source. Which is fucking.”

“Laugh it up, cat,” Thom snarked, turning off the shower. “But fine, I’m happy to let things ride for now.”

“You didn’t have to pick me up, you know,” Kai said as Thom drove them back from the airport. “I could’ve gotten a taxi.” Kai had hugged him as soon as they saw each other at the terminal, and thankfully hadn’t done more; otherwise, Thom likely wouldn’t have gotten them out of the airport fast enough.

“Maybe, but I was free, and I thought I would save you some surge rate fare,” Thom replied. “I’ve got the day free anyway.”

“Speaking of, how did the photo shoot go?” Kai asked. He’d inquired after Thom’s business trip during pillow talk, and the subject of Jax had come up.

“Very well, in fact,” Thom said with a quick grin. “My editor loved the photos. That place had a fantastic energy to it. But I’m glad to be home.”

“Yeah, I’ll bet,” Kai smirked. “And how is that fine slab of man doing?”

“Ask him yourself,” Thom said. “That’s where we’re headed now.”

“Wait, what!?” Kai sat straight up, before staring down at his travel-rumpled clothes and running his hands through his unkempt hair. “I thought you said we were going to get dinner! You could have warned me!”

“Relax, Kai,” Thom said. “I’ve gotta pick him up for dinner too. Wouldn’t be nice for me to leave my own boyfriend behind while I shag you into next week.”

“Can’t wait for that,” Kai muttered, sitting back.

The rest of the drive was uneventful, Kai’s mounting nerves notwithstanding. And soon enough, Thom’s car pulled into the driveway of a nice, if not particularly large, house. Honestly, Kai expected more of a mansion, given Nico’s fame and success, but maybe he just didn’t need that much space. But the butterflies in his stomach only got more intense as Thom opened the door and beckoned him in.

“Hey, Thom,” came a booming, deep voice from inside. As Kai stepped in and his eyes adjusted, he found himself face-to-collarbone with a very tall, very muscular, and very handsome lion wearing a t-shirt and lounge pants. Even rock stars have couch potato days, Kai thought numbly. “And hello to you to,” he said, eyeing Kai with a distinctly lascivious gleam in his eyes. “If I remember correctly, you’re Kai, right?” He offered a hand to shake, which Kai accepted, still a bit stunned.

“Yeah, that’s me,” Kai all but stammered. “And you can’t be anyone but Nico Beck. Nice to meet you in person.”

“Yeah, video sex is great and all, but it’s no substitute for something more… personal,” Nico grinned.

Holy shit, Nico Beck is flirting with me. Hell, I think he’s seducing me. Not that that would be har- difficult. Kai forced himself not to immediately spring wood in front of one of his all-time favorite musicians. “No it isn’t,” Kai agreed, trying his best to focus. “I gotta say, though, seeing you naked first is making this really weird.”

“We can’t have that, now, can we?” Nico quirked an eyebrow, shaking out his long black-and-teal mane as he did so. “So, did you wanna fuck first, or wait until after dinner?”

“Um…” Kai was completely caught off guard. His brain blue-screened in the face of a mental image of this mountain of a lion working him over.

“Congrats, Nico, you broke him,” Thom suddenly appeared behind Kai and ran a palm across his hip. Suddenly, Kai realized he was totally, achingly hard. “It took me a few minutes to manage what you accomplished in seconds. But I guess that answers that question.”

Nico hummed in agreement, before dipping his head down and kissing Kai, erasing all thoughts of dinner, hero worship, or possible embarrassment from his mind. And then, he was surrounded by hard muscle, soft fur, warm mouths, and searching hands, and everything blurred into a blissful haze of pleasure and want.

Something incredible happened in Kai as he furiously made out with Nico, while Thom kissed and nuzzled the side of his neck. He could feel Thom’s hard cock rubbing on his ass, and Nico pressed himself against Kai’s front, and while he wasn’t hard yet, he was still warm and eager. In that moment, all of Kai’s nervousness, apprehension, and inhibition just dissolved.

“Fuck,” he sighed as Nico broke the kiss. “You two really know how to get a beast going. We wanna go to a bed, or do you two wanna just fuck me right here?”

Nico bit his lip, a sight that made Kai start leaking into his boxer briefs. “Bed,” he rumbled, groping Kai’s crotch with practiced paws. “I want you in me, Kai. I want to see how you groove.”

Kai, unable to stop himself, grabbed Nico and pulled him into another kiss, this one more urgent and searching. He grabbed Nico’s incredible ass and ground their cocks against each other through layers of fabric, getting a low growl out of the massive lion. Then, Nico was pulling him, leading him into a surprisingly low-key bedroom with an unsurprisingly large bed, and pulled him down onto it with him.

Thom clambered onto the bed behind them, still hounding Kai with his mouth and hands. This attention from two of the hottest beasts he’d ever met felt almost like worship, the both of them entirely devoted to Kai’s pleasure and want. And right now, he wanted them both, so bad he could barely breathe.

With a growl, Nico ripped Kai’s ratty tee-shirt off, while Kai did the same for him. Thom, meanwhile, busied himself with Kai’s pants, pulling them off him in a rush. Kai’s mind was spinning, but it didn’t matter. All that mattered was them. So he stopped caring, and let himself fall headlong into the rush.

It was Kai’s turn to growl as he untied Nico’s pants and tossed them aside, diving onto the lion’s gigantic prick with abandon. He was getting a similar service from Thom, except focused on his sweaty crack. Kai took the time to slick up his fingers and start working Nico’s hole, wanting nothing more than to fuck this cat until the end of the universe. Then, without any kind of signal, they were ready.

Kai positioned himself on top of Nico, lifting his legs apart and shoving his dripping cock into place. “You ready for this dick, big guy?” Kai taunted, while Thom placed his blunt unit at Kai’s twitching entrance.

“So ready,” Nico panted. “And don’t you dare hold back.”

“I could say the same,” Kai grinned over his shoulder at Thom, who smirked back. Then, he shoved inside.

Where Thom had been a whirlwind, Nico felt like an earthquake. His ass was tight and warm, and his hands wandered across Kai’s torso, encouraging him to pick up the pace. Nico started grunting, low and loud, as Kai found his prostate. But it wasn’t just the two of them. Thom took a brief pause as a chance to shove his thick cock into Kai’s ass, stretching him open with a beautiful, urgent pain that quickly gave way to pure sensation as Thom pushed ever deeper. “Oh, fuck, Thom,” Kai grunted, burying his face in Nico’s musky fur. “Fuck me.” Then, they were off to the races.

The three lovers bucked and fucked, thrusting with mismatched rhythms that built into waves of orgasmic bliss that just kept getting stronger. Kai would have expected to hit the top much sooner, but something in their movements helped him ride it out, pulling him ever higher. Just fucking and being fucked by them felt like an orgasm, and it only got better. Soon, even words stopped existing, and Kai was reduced to grunts, moans, and shouts of pleasure.

Then, something deep inside Kai changed. Something shifted, twisting into a new form, and suddenly all of his senses sharpened. The waves of pleasure coming from his cock and ass spread through his entire body, turning every patch of skin into an erogenous zone. His muscles felt full and pumped, and his cock throbbed harder than it had ever been in his life.

Kai went wild, snarling and roaring with pure, unfiltered lust as he started pounding Nico with everything he had. Thom did the same, ramming that giant cock of his into Kai, sending ripples of lightning through his nerves. Nico, meanwhile, wrapped his gigantic arms around them both as he bucked his hips against Kai and pulled him into a deep, powerful kiss.

Then, it happened.

Kai’s orgasm was sudden, powerful, and deep as a mountain’s roots. His entire body spasmed as his balls tightened, then detonated, sending thick, heavy ropes of cum into Nico as waves of sensation overwhelmed him. His brain just stopped working, unable to function in the face of this traffic jam of nervous signals as his entire body shuddered in the toe-curling, roaring eruption tore through him.

He could barely hear Nico and Thom roaring alongside him over his heart thudding in his ears. He could barely feel their cocks throbbing as they painted him inside and out with jizz over the thunder in his veins. And it took more than a minute for the wave to stop, releasing him from the orgasm of his life.

When he finally returned to his senses, it was to the sight of Nico below him, covered in cum and smiling dreamily. It was to the sensation of Thom’s still-hard cock grinding against his prostate and Thom’s arms around his chest. It was to the sound of all three, panting for breath.

Kai couldn’t help but laugh in pure, joyful elation before Nico pulled him back in for another kiss, this time gentle and languorous. It almost made Kai keep going, but he broke the kiss to ask the question on his mind. “Would now be a bad time to ask for concert tickets?”

Nico laughed at the sheer ridiculousness of the situation. “After that, I think you deserve backstage passes,” he said, separating from them. Thom and Kai followed suit, and they took a second to breathe. “Shower next,” Nico said. “Then food. And no, not a sexy shower.”

“Any shower with us in it is a sexy shower,” Thom grinned. “But point taken. If we start fucking again, it’ll be a while before we stop. You really know how to make a beast’s first threesome something amazing.”

“Wait, was it really your first?” Nico asked. “Wish you’d said something sooner, I’d have fixed that.”

“Well I’m glad you didn’t,” Kai said. “I sure enjoyed it, and I know you did too, and that’s what counts.”

“And we’ll be revisiting the experience very, very soon,” Thom said. “Right now, though, these bodies need fuel.”

After a brief scrub in Nico’s spacious shower with minimal fondling, Kai got the surprise of his life when he tried to put his shirt on and only barely managed it. It threatened to rip apart as it squeezed his torso and shoulders, and the bottom hem stopped at his abs. It had either shrunk significantly in the time he’d been… engaged, or, somehow, he’d gotten bigger. “Did I pick up the wrong shirt?” he asked the other two.

“I don’t think so,” Thom eyed his torso. “So it’s not just me.”

“Huh?”

“I wasn’t always this much of a stud,” Thom said with a wolfish grin. “A couple of months ago, I was a skinny, introverted nerd, before Nico aggressively seduced me.”

“He’s exaggerating,” Nico said. “I didn’t have to try very hard, and he was plenty hot beforehand. But yeah, for some reason, he’s been getting buffer. Didn’t know it would be contagious.”

“I don’t think it is,” Thom said. “I think it’s you. You’re making us bigger.”

“That’s ridiculous,” Nico said. “I’ve never fucked anyone bigger before. And if you’ll recall, Kai, I was not the one doing the fucking.”

“No, but I definitely felt something,” Kai thought back. “Right before I went nuts, it felt like I was pumped up, like at the gym. And there was something else, something… I don’t know, exactly. Like I was connected to the two of you, and you were connected to me. Like I could feel everything you were feeling.”

“I think I know what you mean,” Nico said. “I definitely felt a bond. Before Thom, I’ve had flings and hookups, but he’s the first man I’ve been with in a long time that I’ve felt anything for. And you’re the second.”

“Maybe that’s the trick,” Thom said. “It’s not the dick, it’s the connection. You and I kinda fell headlong for each other, and Kai, when we first met, I didn’t just want you.”

“Let’s be honest, there was plenty of wanting there,” Kai grinned, thinking back to the beefy wolf yanking him into his hotel room wearing nothing but a towel and throwing him against a wall. “But yeah, I’m falling for you two, fast. I wanna get to know you, and be with you.”

“Carnally?” Nico smirked.

“Oh fuck yeah,” Kai reached over and kneaded the lion’s muscular ass. “But after food. Got a shirt I can borrow?”

“Let’s order food in,” Thom said, retrieving his phone. “That way, we get as much as we want, and getting dressed will be optional.”

The rest of the evening was spent eating a gigantic mound of sushi in a nude cuddle pile on the sofa. They talked about their jobs, their hobbies, their lives. Kai had never felt so comfortable with others, especially people who were practically strangers, but it just seemed right. Being here with them, naked and touching, was as close to perfection as it was possible to get.

Soon enough, though, the topic of Kai’s unexpected transformation came up.

“I don’t know why you’d think I’d be upset,” Kai said when Nico apologized. “I want to be buff and hung. I’m gonna enjoy the fuck out of this. This shit is incredible. I’ve never felt better.”

“Same here,” Thom said. “I was worried at first, because of how sudden it was, how quickly things escalated, but now? If it wasn’t for this, I wouldn’t have Nico, and I wouldn’t have you.”

“And I think it’s fucking fantastic,” Nico growled, his hands wandering again. “The man I love, and a man I’m really starting to like, getting even hotter? Fucking me even harder? I don’t know how I got this lucky, but I hope it never ends.”

“Same,” Kai grinned, slowly jacking Nico’s stiffening rod. “Now where were we?”

None of them slept that night. They sucked, jacked, and fucked each other in every position they could think of, every way they knew how. The connection deepened, and their bodies responded in kind. And as Kai finally faded into sleep sometime mid-morning, he couldn’t help but smile. This was where he was meant to be.

The next five days were a rush. Nico spent nine to ten hours each day either in the studio or in meetings with his managers and backing band, planning a tour. The details were still to be determined, but it was looking to be a big one. Thom finished out his contract with Alpha Magazine, resigning despite his editor trying desperately to get him to stay. And Kai wandered Port Vale, seeing the sights and getting to know the city.

The second day of Kai’s vacation, he’d had to go to a clothing store to get things that fit. All of the clothes he’d brought with him were too small now. Even his underwear was no longer up to the task. He’d woken up that afternoon two inches taller, significantly broader, and with definition for days. His dick, which had started at a healthy eight inches long, gained an extra two, without changing proportions. He bought clothes a size or two larger than he currently was, just in case.

Their evenings were spent in restaurants, movies, and concerts, and afterward, they would spend long, beautiful hours devouring each other’s bodies. It was by far the best vacation Kai’d ever been on. It was like a honeymoon from reality. More than once, he had to quench the incredible urge to drop everything and move here.

But wait, he realized, late on his fifth day in Port Vale. I work remotely anyway. The only thing stopping me from moving is the distance. Yeah, moving sucks, but this is incredible. “So, I think I might break my lease and move across the country,” he announced that evening while the three of them walked to Nico’s house from a terrible, but very enjoyable, action movie. “I don’t want to go back. Like, at all.”

“Honestly, I don’t want you to go back either,” Thom said, nuzzling Kai’s neck in a very enjoyable way. “I’d miss you too much.”

“Move in with us,” Nico said. “It’s a big house, and I want you there.”

“Is this gonna be a pattern?” Thom laughed at Nico, who looked bashful. “I’m gonna come home one day and find six other beasts living there because you got attached. Face it, cat, you’re building a harem.”

“Excuse me, I’m not a fucking concubine,” Kai groused playfully. “It’s not a harem, it’s a polycule.”

“A very hot polycule,” Nico surprised Kai by hugging him from behind. As cold as the late-autumn night had gotten, the warmth was very welcome. “And I promise, it’ll just be the beasts who belong. Right now, that’s the two of you and me.”

“Damn straight,” Thom gave both of them a kiss. “How do you plan on getting your stuff here?”

“I honestly don’t give a shit about my stuff,” Kai waved them off. “Your house doesn’t need more furniture, none of my clothes fit anymore, and I don’t keep knickknacks or souvenirs. All I’ve got that I actually care about is my bike, my computers, and some photos. And you guys. I might just box up the electronics and photos and ship them here, and do a cross-country ride, maybe do some camping. Haven’t done that in a long time.”

“Sounds fun,” Nico said. “Want any company?”

“I don’t think so,” Kai said. “I wanna take some me time.”

“Fair enough,” Nico said. “Well, I can’t promise I’ll always give you the space you need, but I’ll try my best. Just let me know what you need.”

“Oh, not like that,” Kai grinned. “I just want the opportunity to jack off under the stars, maybe shoot a load in Great Rift Canyon, even have some open-air hookups with a randy backpacker or three, that kind of thing.”

“Didn’t know you were an exhibitionist,” Thom smirked. “Should have guessed, with all those piercings.”

“Eh, I’m not really into voyeurism, but nature deserves my love,” Kai grinned. “I like the feeling of being part of the universe, part of the wilds.”

“That sounds fun,” Nico said. “May have to arrange a camping trip in the future, then. Not sure exactly when, since I have that tour coming up. But that’s later; what about tonight?”

“Tonight, what I need is that incredible body on top of me and Thom’s hot mouth on my cock,” Kai growled, pulling them both close. “So let’s get home.”

After a month of paperwork, arguments with landlords, putting in for work leave, making shipping arrangements for his computers, and shopping for new leathers, Kai was finally about to make the eight-day ride to Port Vale, on the other side of the country. It would have been four, but he wanted to take his time. Especially since he’d managed to get some wonderfully tight ass at the club the night before, so he was only intensely horny, instead of completely disabled by it.

That first week after his incredible trip with Thom and Nico had been rough. He hadn’t realized how high his libido had gotten since his first growth spurt, and it had driven him insane with constant thoughts of sex until he finally broke down and hooked up with someone on Grindfur. And in that first moment of post-nut clarity after making a fuckboi twink scream in pleasure for three hours straight, he finally realized how deeply he’d been changed.

He couldn’t wait for more.

After that, his hookups had been frequent and varied, everything from silver-furred leather daddies to younger goth-club rave guys to muscle-fetish gym rats. With some of them, he was just there for fun and to scratch an itch. But some of them, man, they’d known how to work him.

One of the leather guys, a middle-aged bear named Timber with a powerful build and mouth built for oral sex, had been entirely dedicated to making Kai feel as good as he ever could. And while he hadn’t reached the ridiculous standard Nico and Thom had set, he certainly did the trick, over and over again. That night, Kai felt that same strange connection between the two of them, and while Kai had him bent over the bed, he felt Timber’s body tighten and swell with muscle as he groaned with pleasure.

Is Nico’s weird sex thing contagious?

After several hours of furious sex, Timber had left after breakfast and a toke a changed bear. He was tighter and fitter, his cock was bigger, and the gray streaks in his fur were more distinct, making him look distinguished and experienced, rather than past his prime. Kai didn’t expect to ever see him again, but if he did, that healthy dick and talented mouth would definitely be put to work again.

But now, he had his bike, a camping pack, and all the time in the world to get on the road and ride. He was tempted to just wear his jacket, his chaps, and a jock, just to give guys a show, but cooler heads prevailed. It was only a few hours until Las Marinas was out of sight behind him, and Kai could focus on the open road, the wind in his fur, and the smell of hot sand as he approached the desert’s edge.

That night, he camped in the shelter of a rocky outcrop half a mile from the highway. The sky was clear, so he didn’t even bother with a tent, he just laid his bedroll on the ground and plopped down on the cooling stone. He could even see the Milky Way from out here, and he took the opportunity to add his own gushes of white to the tapestry before conking out.

The next two days were, for the most part, uneventful. He managed to reach Hualapai before late afternoon on the second day, and once he’d arranged a campground, he took a shirtless hike near the canyon, just to soak in the incredible view.

He sat down on a rock to smoke a bowl and watch the sun set, and was joined by a skinny, huffing boar with a hiking stick, who practically fell over onto the flat-topped boulder. “You all right, man?” Kai asked, handing him a bottle of water.

The boar chugged gratefully, sighing with relief. “Will be here in a sec, thanks,” he said breathlessly. “Name’s Jayd.”

“I’m Kai,” Kai shook his hand, looking the boar over. He was lean and fit, with a deliciously flexible frame, kind eyes, messy hair in a kind of mullet, and a noticeable bulge in his jeans. “Wanna rest here a minute?”

“Yeah,” Jayd leaned back, stretching out. “You hiking the big trail too?”

“Nah, just thought I’d do some sightseeing while I was nearby,” Kai said, stretching out next to him and putting his own goods on display. The slight buzz of weed in his system added a delightful punctuation to his growing desires. “On a cross-country bike ride, and I like the look of the scenery around here.”

“Yeah, it’s beautiful,” Jayd said, looking at Kai’s arms and chest with a nervous smile. “What’s your favorite part so far?”

Kai grinned at him before scooting across the rock closer to Jayd. “You askin’, or are you askin’?” Kai said. “‘Cause I’m starting to think you’re into guys, and lookin’ for one.”

“I’m not picky,” Jayd said. “I like good-looking people, no matter their gender. And you, Kai, are a very good-looking otter. Can’t blame me for liking what I see.”

“And you’re a snack yourself,” Kai reached over and placed a large, powerful hand on Jayd’s slim, tight stomach, feeling the small bumps of abs and short, wiry fur. “So, what, exactly, are you lookin’ for?”

“Right now?” Jayd panted as his bulge twitched. “How would you feel about you and me finding a nice place off the trail?”

“Sounds damn good to me,” Kai growled. “I’ve got a camp not far from here. Let’s show the local wildlife how it’s done, huh?”

“Another box arrived!” Thom yelled across the house as he hauled the gigantic crate inside. He picked his way around the piles of merch, equipment, random instruments, and other detritus to find a place to put it.

“It’s probably that new hybrid synth from Daureg,” Nico shouted back from his writing studio. “Open it up for me, will you?”

“All this for a new keyboard,” Thom muttered as he found a hammer and pried the crate open, only to find three different desktop computers, two laptops, three tablets, six(!) monitors, a pile of games consoles, a satphone, and a small box of photos. “It’s Kai’s computers, I think,” Thom said. “You want me to throw them in his office?”

“I’ll help,” Nico walked out of the studio, stretching his back. He’d been hunched over his desk working on tour details for the last eleven hours, so he was glad for the break. “Jeez, does anyone need this many computers?”

“He does, I guess,” Thom started hauling equipment into the second-floor spare bedroom they’d repurposed into Kai’s office and gaming den. They were hoping to surprise him with it when he arrived, but they weren’t in any way comfortable trying to untangle what went to what in this crate of electronica, so they left it in a neat pile on the main work desk.

“When’s he due to arrive?” Thom asked.

“Wednesday,” Thom said, confirming the date. “He’s off the grid at the moment, so we’ll have a more solid time once he’s through the Deadlands. But that’s still plenty of time before the tour.”

“I’m really hoping he can come with us,” Nico mused, a mopey look on his face. “I miss that punk.”

“I do too, big guy,” Thom hugged his boyfriend. He was still shorter than Nico, but not by much these days, and was nearly as broad. “Now, no more pouting. Let’s stretch out those muscles the fun way.”

Nico gave a quick, almost evil grin, before following Thom into the bedroom.

Kai and Jayd barely made it to Kai’s camp in the shadow of a ridge before Jayd, in a haze of sexual want, shoved Kai against a ledge of rock and nuzzled his neck with his tusks, growling low. Kai moaned and pulled Jayd closer, grinding their bulges together and sending sparks up and down both of their bodies.

“Oh, fuck, you feel good,” Jayd grunted as Kai reversed their position, pressing Jayd against the wall and nibbling at his chest and stomach. “Do you always seduce random guys you meet while hiking?”

“Every chance I get,” Kai grinned, shoving Jayd’s shirt off him. “You can’t say this isn’t a fantasy for you, can you?”

“Oh fuck no,” Jayd panted as Kai started pawing his crotch. “You’re like a wet dream come to life. And I don’t want it to stop.”

“Then it won’t,” Kai grinned at Jayd, before slipping off his pants. “I’ll fuck you right here until you’ve got nothing left.”

And then, after a blur of lips and teeth and hands and tongues, Kai lowered Jayd onto his bedroll and started fucking him, rough and rapid. He wanted this boar to scream for him, and wanted to take him to the stratosphere. But that wasn’t the only think Kai was after.

“Seven Above,” Jayd moaned as Kai thrust harder and deeper. “Gonna cum.”

“Go for it,” Kai growled. “But I’m not stopping until I’m done.”

“Don’t stop,” Jayd panted. “Right there, yeah…”

And then, it happened again.

Kai felt the connection flare between him and Jayd, and Jayd’s body began to pump and swell under his hands. Oh fuck yeah, Kai thought to himself. Get big for me. I don’t just want you pumped, I want you swole and hard, bigger than you ever thought you could be. Grow for me, Jayd.

The result, to Kai’s elated shock, was explosive. Jayd’s thin, wiry frame swelled with powerful muscles, filling out his limbs without losing their definition. His arms blew up into powerful brawny limbs, his legs filled out like tree trunks, his pecs expanded outward into a proper shelf, and his ass, previously small and tight, ballooned into a proper muscle rump: high, hard, and full. Even his face changed, becoming more chiseled, more masculine.

The biggest change, though, was his already decently-sized cock, which throbbed and dripped before growing in proportion, stopping at a very respectable ten inches, and enormously thick. His balls followed suit, leaving a sack the size of an orange.

The sudden, powerful change, caused by this strange connection, sent Jayd into orbit as lightning flowed through his nerves, lighting up parts of his brain he didn’t know existed. Every atom of his body was drowning in pleasure and need. This rush fed back on Kai, whose vision began to tunnel as lust overtook him.

“Harder,” Jayd moaned as Kai picked up the pace. “Need all of you. Breed me like the stud you are.”

“Gonna paint you white,” Kai grunted, pounding him harder and harder. “Gonna make you cum like you ain’t never cum before. Then, you’re gonna fuck me, hard and long.”

“Oh fuck,” Jayd threw his head back. “I’m gonna… I’m gonna—” Then, with a bellow that shook the rocks and scrub around them, Kai and Jayd came, roaring as their balls tightened and shuddering spasms fired shot after shot of cum into Jayd’s ass, across his chest and abs, and the dirt around them.

“Holy shit, man,” Jayd heaved. “You sure know how to show a man a good time. Any chance I can get you to ride?”

“I don’t ride,” Kai’s eyes narrowed in challenge, “and I don’t power bottom. If you want to top me, top me. If you want my ass, take it, and prove you deserve it. And if you want to fuck me,” Kai leaned in close, grinning, “don’t be a wuss about it, and fuck me like you mean it.”

“So that’s how you want it,” Jayd rumbled. Then, he took control, shoving Kai down on his back and shoved his newly enhanced cock, lubed with significant quantities of jizz, into Kai’s waiting ass. It was thicker than even Nico’s prodigious member, and it hurt like hell at first. But Jayd was persistent and Kai was determined, and soon, the burning, heavy pain faded, leaving waves of glorious sensation so powerful that Kai could feel them in his chest. Jayd’s natural flexibility and newfound reach combined into some masterful use of a dick. “I’m gonna make you mine, Kai,” Jayd grunted as he ran his dick along the depth of Kai’s ass slowly. “I’m gonna show you I mean it.” With that, he picked up the pace and absolutely railed Kai.

Jayd thrust his hips like he’d been possessed, driving deep into Kai with each stroke, without any thought of gentleness or mercy. And Kai loved it, begging Jayd to fuck him harder and harder, until Jayd was jackhammering into Kai’s ass.

Soon, Jayd’s rutting lost all sense of rhythm or technique, and with another roar, he released deep into Kai, painting him inside and out with pearly white. The sensation of Jayd throbbing and shooting set Kai off again, and he joined in the bellowing orgasm. As the heady rush faded, Kai pulled Jayd close and kissed him, hard and deep, and with a growl of need, Jayd started thrusting again.

It was deep into the night when they finally stopped, laying on Kai’s bedroll and panting, before breaking into a shared laugh. “You mind if I sleep here tonight?” Jayd asked. “I don’t think I’ll fit into my clothes. You did something incredible to me.”

“I sure fucking did,” Kai ran an eye over Jayd’s powerful, muscular frame, and remembered a skinny, awestruck hiker instead of this hunk. “Wanna know how I did it?”

“Oh fuck yeah,” Jayd propped himself up. “You think I could do that to people?”

“Men, for sure,” Kai grinned. “The trick is simple: a connection. A real, powerful connection with the person you’re fucking. It doesn’t have to be love, but you have to want them for real. Then, you just gotta want them to be more, bigger, more masculine. Sometimes, it’s gradual. But sometimes…”

“Sometimes, you get someone to nearly double in size,” Jayd curled up with Kai, nuzzling close and starting to nod off. “Gotta say, I’m a fan.”

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The box by BRK Steve gets a box of clothes from his mysterious and beautiful brother, Peter, and it turns out the clothes have an amazing effect on his already unusual body. 8 parts 30k words Added Dec 2002 Updated 7 Sep 2019 36k views 5.0 stars (14 votes) No comments yet •Cock Growth•Huge Cock•Public Orgasm•Extra digits•Multicock•Multihead•Four Legs•Multiarm•Multileg•Multilimb•Replication•Muscle Growth•Stretchy•Getting Handsomer•Getting Taller•First Time/Virgin•Incest•Brothers•Selfcest•Witch/Warlock/Wizard •M/M•M/M/M•M/M/M/...

Ladder of the heavens by Ziel "Someone suggested that I do a story with piercings and jewelry that caused growth in the owner. I made use of some other suggestions as well so this story features a wide array of kinks including muscle/dick growth and even a touch of shrinkage, and there’s even a cute little *spoiler* with a *spoiler**spoiler*" 11k words Added May 2015 21k views 5.0 stars (5 votes) No comments yet •Cock Growth•Huge Cock•Hyper Cock•Muscle Growth•Muscle/Strength•Pointy Ears•Size Decrease

The salt: the lab assistant by RdyRoger Helping out at the lab where a scientist is developing very effective body enhancement formulas can expose you to temptations too tough to resist. 9,042 words Added Jun 2010 22k views 5.0 stars (8 votes) No comments yet •Cock Growth•Huge Balls•Huge Cock•Hyper Cum•Other Mental Changes•Muscle Growth•Muscle/Strength•Increased Libido•Getting Handsomer•Voice Deepening•Plausible Size Difference•Size Increase•Hair Growth/Getting Hairy•Nonconsensual change •M/M

Transform by Also Known As Containing a secret is a hard thing to do. And the bigger the secret is, the harder it is to keep. No one was finding the truth of this more than those few men in charge at the Institute for Genetic Enhancement where the way has been found to transcend ordinary masculinity. The sequel to Supermen. 35 parts 132k words (#9) Added Oct 2002 78k views 5.0 stars (12 votes) No comments yet •Cock Growth•Ball Growth•Huge Cock•Prehensile Cock•Multicock•Muscle Growth•Muscle/Strength•Muscle Worship•Voice Deepening•Hyper Pheromones•Infectious•Flying •M/M•M/M/M

Unexpected consequences by Alex 2 parts 5,254 words Added Oct 2005 19k views 5.0 stars (5 votes) No comments yet •Cock Growth•Huge Cock

There’s something about Billy by Ziel Billy seems like perfectly normal, good-looking guy from the waist up. But there’s something going on inside Billy’s weird, super-baggy pants, and Duke and Kevin were determined to find out what it was. 5,442 words Added Feb 2017 20k views 5.0 stars (15 votes) No comments yet •Cock Growth•Huge Balls•Huge Cock•Hyper Cock•Multi-balls•Multicock•Infectious

A miracle on 69th Street 2: Jingle bed rock by Ziel After the events of “A Miracle on 69th Street”, Nick visits Kris’s home at the North Pole only to find out that there is a strange caveat for having visitors in the magical land. 5,393 words Added Dec 2017 8,101 views 5.0 stars (2 votes) No comments yet •Cock Growth•Huge Cock•Hyper Cock•Size Decrease•Christmas

Santa’s big surprise: Family visit by Silverfox Dad Muscle studs Jeremy and Marco are incredibly happy together thanks to Santa’s gift the year before, and with their stunning physiques they have money and fans and everything they could need. Now, if only their families weren’t coming for Christmas… 2 parts 6,719 words Added Dec 2018 12k views 5.0 stars (6 votes) No comments yet •Cock Growth•Huge Cock•Muscle Growth•Muscle/Strength•Age Difference•Seniors•Christmas •M/M