All American Boys

Just an hour ago they were a couple of twinks in pink thongs, looking to get a nice tan before going to the gay bar for a Ru Paul’s Drag Race Watch party. But then some nice busty woman offered them some craft beers from her boyfriends cooler. “A special craft that he brewed himself” she said.

They normally didn’t drink beer, much preferring fruity cocktails, but the didn’t want to be implolite so they obliged. They popped the caps of the beers with a bottle opener the woman offer (since they normally didn’t carry ome themselves.) and took there first sips. It tasted surprisingly tasty: yeasty, like fresh baked bread in a bottle. It filled them with a strange heat, different from the kind currently pouring down from the sun.

They first noticed something was when Brayden belched out loud. He always hated burping and usually did his best to hide it, bit this time he was eager to let it out.

“Bro, did you just belch?” Charles said, his voice suddenly an octave deeper.

“Bro, did you just say bro, bro?” Braden retorted? Charlie had always HATED the term bro and guys that used it, hadn’t he?

“Yo what the fuck is happening to us?” Brade asked. But Chuckie wasn’t listening. A large breasted bombshell of a woman had just walked by and Chuck was staring at her like a 14 year old straight boy in puberty. Brad noticed Chuck’s swim trunks (wasn’t he wearing a Speedo before?) started to tent at the sight of her. He knew he should be pissed off that his buddy (boyfriend, no? What? Ew!) was get turned on by someone else, a woman no less but the more he thought about the more he realized he was just grossed out seeing another dude so rock hard.

“Jesus Christ, Chuck, cover yourself up! Didn’t you just jerk off this morning?” (Brad saw a flash in his mind of a smaller version him actually giving Chuck a blowy and retched at the thought.)

“I mean sure, but there’s so many BABES on this beach! And not many guys as built as us. Come on, let’s see if we can rustle up some afternoon pussy.”

“Bro, you such a horn dog! But fuck it, you bastard, I’m in!”