Daddy Pig (Extended)

Marco laughed seeing the shirt his friend had gotten him. Steve and him went way back, both older daddies. They were often seen as a couple when together, but both were tops so it never worked out. Steve still pined after Marco though, hoping to top him eventually, but Marco kept denying it. Still, they hung out together, even occasionally bringing each other a gift.  "There's no such thing as too much butt" The shirt said, a pig pictured on the back. Marco couldn't agree with it more.

Marco spent the rest of the night with it on as the two went out barhopping, trying to pick up some boy sluts together. Marco didn't notice Steve seemed to pay more attention to him, not as interested in the other men around them. Marco was too busy looking at the eye candy to see, picturing them under him in bed. 

As the two stood together at the bar, Marco was surprised by how much attention his rear he seemed to be getting. Almost everyone who walked behind him would slap his ass. Steve didn't care, assuming it was the shirt, but as the night went on something began to feel different. Each time he was hit it felt like a small shock in his head, his rear shaking for just slightly longer each time. He swore something had changed about his stance too, feeling his gait was held a little wider. He excused himself to the bathroom, wondering if he would see anything different in the mirror. 

After stepping in, he walked up to the sink and eyed his reflection. There definitely was something off: his shirt seemed to be wrapping around him tighter. Had the fabric shrunk in the limited time he had been wearing it? As he looked, he noticed it was primarily its bottom that was stretched taut, causing the shirt to ride up slightly. It was almost like his lower half had grown. He wondered what could cause that, deciding to pull the shirt up, revealing that even his jeans had started to synch around his waist. 

Marco's eyes grew wide as he looked at his new figure. His legs had filled out significantly, his ass bubbling out into the seat of his pants with the fabric skin-tight around his thighs. As he shifted his legs, he felt more to it. He was used to the hair of his furry rear getting caught and pulled by his underwear and jeans, but the cloth now moved easily around his lower half. He couldn't resist from slipping his hand underneath to feel his skin, and what he felt was... nothing. 

Marco felt his plumped rear, of course, but his exterior was completely smooth. He pulled his shorts down to reveal a uniform pale skin, its surface much like that of a pig's. It continued all the way down his legs, causing another thought to turn over Marco's mind. Marco lifted his shirt higher, watching more and more of a hairless body revealed. It went all the way up to his chest and shoulders, the only hair left on his body his beard. He didn't know what to feel.

As Marco stood half naked to the room, he felt a tingling begin across his exposed self. He thought it was the cold air for a moment, but as it continued he felt it permeate deeper into his core, warming him up. That's when he realized he had started to harden- There was no doubt he was becoming aroused. 

Marco couldn't stop from moving his hands across the rest of his unoccupied canvas. His touch was more exciting than he'd felt before, small shocks spreading into his system from the slight graze of his fingers, his skin alive with electricity. Marco had to close his mouth to stifle a moan, trying not to lose himself too much. Then the door opened.

Marco turned to see the other daddy, Steve, standing in the doorway. Marco froze in front of his friend, wondering what it looked like he was doing.

Steve just eyed his goal up and down, taking in the glorious sight he'd always wanted to see. With a whistle he stepped into the room, walking up behind the changed daddy.

"Looking good, smooth cheeks" Steve said, bringing his rough hands up to the body in front of him. 

Marco felt shivers spread across his body from the touch, and knew Steve could feel them too. There was no hiding his growing bulge now. His thickening hairless member was able to feel the texture of the fabric now, only serving to make the sensation more erotic. Marco couldn't control his body as it relaxed, letting its weight settle into his suitor behind him. He felt the hardening shaft in Steve's pants too, and his thoughts began to wander. 

There was no doubt they were thinking the same thing as Marco began to pull down his pants entirely, revealing his fuzzless peach to his friend. He'd never considered bottoming before, considering it beneath him, but here and now, he wanted nothing more than to feel something travel through him up his ass.

"Not here" Steve said, pulling up Marco's pants. "I've wanted this for a long time, and if we're gonna do it, you're coming home with me."

Marco didn't know whether to whine or pout. He'd never felt this way before, always being the dominant top. He had no clue what to do with the new emotions.

"C'mon Piggy, let's go" Steve said, guiding his fellow daddy out of the building and back to his car. Marco followed obediently, his head sending signals of panic that this shouldn't be happening. He shouldn't be getting in his friend's car who would top him, he shouldn't want to bottom, he shouldn't be feeling this way at all. His flood of hormones overrode every rational thought.

Marco's pants couldn't have come off sooner than when he stepped into Steve's house, his bottom quickly naked as Steve guided him to his room. Marco bubbled with excitement as he was pushed over Steve's bed, Steve's tongue drawn right to the smooth virgin hole.

Sounds escaped Marco's mouth he'd never thought he could make, his fingers and toes curling as his long-time friend expertly toyed with his rim. Steve's hands continued surveying Marco's newly clean skin, using his weight to pin Marco's body into the mattress. It didn't take long until the daddy's hole was loose and slick. Steve kneeled onto the bed, placing his groin above Marco's crack.

Marco couldn't help but look back at the long piece of meat able to lay across his entire crevice. His body tingled with excitement as it sawed down into the space, the veined length dragging over his rim before penetrating it on an up motion. Marco's whole body clenched around the stick making it up inside him, his weight pushed forward as Steve's groin connected with his cheeks.

Marco's heavier rear shook with each pump Steve made, the warm flesh massaging the member as it moved in and out. Marco felt an electric numbness spreading through his legs, an ecstasy building in his core that was sending waves across his system. His muscles relaxed entirely, losing all tension as his body prepared for what came next. Like a torrent Marco felt pressure building in his groin, filling up like a balloon until with one expert hit Steve released the orgasm. 

Marco felt his whole body shudder as his cock exploded, shooting white streams under him into the bed. He couldn't hear his moans with blood rushing through his ears, his voice filling the room in complete submission. His ass was still being pummeled as Steve worked up his own arousal, serving to prolong Marco's own climax. 

Marco felt a surge of warm wetness flood his cavity as Steve finally came, filling Marco to the brim and causing a small bit of the fluid to spit out his hole. Marco lay in the dampness of his sweat and cum, letting it wrap him in a warm embrace while he relished the feeling of Steve's member leaving him one last time. Like a plug being pulled, Marco's hole was suddenly left open, a glob of Steve's seed sliding out. 

The shirt became the only thing Marco would sleep in from then on, the image of the pig on its back recreated by the wearer each night. The two long friends became inseparable, spending each night together, Marco finally the bottom pig Steve had always wanted.