It was only last night that I met Greg at the only gay bar in town. We both immediately hit it off, the only problem was Greg was a total bottom twink, just like myself. It was quite sad because I really liked him, it just wouldn’t work in the bedroom.
I mentioned this to the guy behind the bar and he poured a drink from a old dusty bottle behind the bar and slid it over to me, telling me to give it to Greg to solve our problem. I was a little hesitant, but the bar tender wouldn’t give him anything bad right?
Handing the drink to Greg he smiled and gave me a quick kiss before taking a sip of the drink. “Man that’s nice, what is…..” Greg froze, making me panic slightly, what exactly had I given him!?
Looking at Greg I was shocked to see him growing larger, his once skinny arms were now stretching his shirt, while the buttons on his shirt were bursting off as his pecs were growing larger and more hairy.
His once well styled hair was receding and becoming much shorter, as a thick beard grew on his face. It didn’t take long before he didn’t look anything like a twink, and it turned me on so much.
“Man that was good” he said in a deep and manly voice. “Your coming home with me tonight so I can have some of that ass” he said reaching around and squeezing my butt as he pulled me close. I couldn’t help but rest my head on his new hairy pecs and inhale his manly scent. Seems like we could actually work after all.
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