Sam pulled out of Davidās arms to take his shirt off. He tossed it aside and puffed out his chest with a smile.
āSo hot,ā said David, grabbing the large rounded pecs Sam was so proud of. āJust a beautiful pair of milkers.ā
Sam laughed. āMilkers?ā
āI think thatās what they should be called.ā David rubbed at the neatly trimmed hair covering Samās chest.
āI donāt know, it kind of sounds likeā¦ā He trailed off as David pulled his hands back, covered in short dark hairs which he brushed off onto the floor. āWhat the hell?ā He looked down at himself. His pecs were bare and smooth like they had just been freshly waxed. He ran his fingers over them and his eyes widened. āOh man, theyāre sensitive! Whatās going on?ā
David took Samās hands and held them against the newly bare pecs, drawing a moan from the other man. āYouāre becoming what you were meant to be,ā he said, watching the tips of two little white horns peek out of Samās hair.
Samās chest was tingling with pleasure as David rubbed Samās fingers over it. It was hard to focus as a happy warmth filled his chest and his cock jumped in his briefs.
āDavidā¦ā he said. āThis isnātā¦ā
āShh,ā said David. āJust relax and enjoy it.ā He used Samās hands to rub circles on Samās nipples and Samās head roll back as he moaned. āThere you go. Let it ease into you. Relax and enjoy the sensation of these huge, fat, growing, swelling tits.ā
Sam looked down again to see that they were indeed growing. Spreading both outward and forward, his nipples plumping into big pink nubs. He looked up. āDavid!ā he gasped.
āEasy, boy,ā said David. He released Samās hands and used his own to tweak nipples the size of thimbles.
āOooooh!ā Sam moaned.
David smiled. He held his fingers up to show Sam the little trickles of white liquid on them. He licked his left index finger clean. āDelicious,ā he said.
āIs that fromā¦ Meeeeeee!ā Sam cried out as Davidās fingers attacked his nipples again. His torso shook from the intense sensation, and he noticed through his fog of ecstacy that he could hear a sloshing sound coming from the two wobbling pillows of his chest.
David poked the left one with a finger. A spurt of milk arced through air.
āMmmmmmmā¦ā sighed Sam. He was losing the battle with delirium. āso fullā¦ So much pressureā¦ā
āYouāre going to make the best milk Sam. The sweetest, creamiest milk. Iāll milk you every day, I promise, as often as you need. Iām going to take really good care of you.ā David pressed his palms flat against Samās chest and pushed. A spurt of milk came out of each side and it felt like an orgasm in Samās chest.
