The Four Amigos - Emilio's petrification

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“We need to hurry! Who is next?” Pedro asked them

“Ohhh…” Emilio sighed. “I’ll go next! We all have to do this so I may as well go next!”

Emilio stepped on the empty plinth and pondered what kind of position to take, which would be the same position, he would maintain as a living statue. It had to be cool and unique.

Emilio, who was more athletic than Julio, planted one foot firmly flat on the center of the plinth while he kept the other one slightly behind him, with only the toes touching the surface of the plinth while the heel of his foot was raised up and his leg was bent farther back. His front leg was bent forward at the knee, making it look like he was about to go on a run. One arm was bent forward while the other was bent but holding further back, with both hands closed in fists. His neck was sticking out, bent forward as well as his head, while his buttocks were sticking out from his behind a little more in this action pose.

Carlos squatted down in front of him and started sucking his cock, just to get him aroused, while Pedro started to spray the red liquid on him, starting with the feet and continuing upwards, covering both legs, and then the torso, finally finishing with the arms and then the shoulders and the head.

Almost right away, Emilio freezes in position, his head and eyes stop moving and he no longer blinks or twitches. He can’t respond to any remarks or comments from the remaining friends, and he appears to be in suspended animation already. Within seconds, his complexion starts to change, as his tanned skin starts to change color as his entire body begins to morph from human flesh into deep, gray stone. His color ends up being almost consistent, without any flecks at all, like Julio. He was just one smooth color, as Carlos and Gustavo looked on.

Carlos just laughs as he sees the statue of Emilio before him.

“Look at him! The jock! The athlete! The restless nerd! And now… He can’t even move!” he taunted as he walked around the statue of his suspended buddy. “His legs, his arms, his head… He can’t move anything!”

Then Carlos stopped while standing behind the statue. He squatted down, extended his right hand, and poked his index finger into Emilio’s frozen butthole.

“Haha! A drop of cum just came down his cock and it froze!” he cheered, as he bent down and stared at Emilio’s groin. The drop of cum turned to stone, hanging from the tip of Emilio’s cock.

“Ohh I bet he’ll just love that feeling, while he’s being hauled off to the States!” Gustavo giggled.