🎆 January 1st 🎇 - Merge Transformation - Ethan
Curious about what's happened to Ethan and what's coming next? Check out the master post here!
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The clock strikes twelve, and people shout with glee,
What could be better than dancing, you see?
This life is now your new reality—
Jump and join the roaring New Year party!
Body on body, the sweat starts to build.
No fancy thoughts, just a hole to be filled.
These are your people, the vibes are your guild.
Flash those hefty pecs and show off your build!
When his boyfriend dragged him out for the night to celebrate the new year, Ethan had dutifully followed along. Marcus had been planning a surprise trip for them to go out with their friends for some time, as a night to enjoy a New Year's party at the club. Most people were already out, jumping away to the deep bass of the music. There was supposed to be a big headliner tonight at the club, a DJ by the name of BoyLux. Apparently, it was rare for him to make an appearance, but the club had put out numerous promotions and paid a good amount of money for the DJ to come out and perform on New Year's. Everyone was thrumming with anticipation and excitement, eager to catch a glimpse of the world-renowned artist.
While his friends searched for a spot to stand amidst the crowd, Ethan felt the soft chime of a notification on his phone. With one hand in his boyfriend’s as he was led around, the young man pulled his device out with the other to read it carefully. Opening up the strange Advent calendar app, he watched as the main screen morphed into a single button, with a gift-wrapped present bobbing for him to tap on.
Congratulations on completing the calendar!
(And all related additional tasks)
As promised, you will receive your reward for the task!
We hope you enjoyed this app. Please leave us a rating and review in the App Store!
Until next time!
Enjoy the new year, Ethan!
There was an eerie wave of uncanniness that washed over him as he read his name in the app’s message once more. It wasn’t the first time they had done so, and likely pulled his name from the account. But there was something so plain and straightforward about seeing his name there, as if it were a message explicitly directed to him. But before he could think about the strange message any longer, there was a sharp, staticky shock that jolted his fingers. Ethan yelped as he clung to his phone, not wanting to drop it in the busy club. However, the pain left him shaking at his hand in surprise at the stinging sensation. Glancing back at his phone, he saw that the app had already uninstalled itself, as if there was no more reason for him to keep it around.
Frowning a bit at his phone, he glanced up to see his boyfriend’s inquisitive face staring back at him. “It’s nothing,” Ethan clarified with a small, awkward chuckle as he tried to reassure Marcus amidst the loud music. Just beyond them, he could see a couple of his friends, including Angelo and Devon, waving them over. Gently tapping Marcus on the back of his hand, Ethan tilted his head towards the bathrooms. “I’m just gonna use the bathroom for sec! I’ll come find y’all after!”
The music was overpowering, but Ethan got his message across. Marcus nodded as he let his hand go, and the young man was weaving his way through the crowd towards the side of the club, where the bathrooms were. And he bobbed and weaved through them. There was a strange feeling in his stomach, like he really had to relieve himself or something. Ethan’s footsteps began to hurry up as that feeling worsened, and the young man was all but running over to deal with his issue.
Barreling into the bathroom, he barely noticed the man whom he accidentally bumped into. Ethan stammered out a weak apology as he bolted towards the bathroom stall, quickly finding his way over towards the toilet to see if something would come out of him. His stomach felt like it was on fire at this point, and Ethan wondered if he had contracted food poisoning from something he had eaten.
Unfortunately, the young man forgot, in his hurry, to lock the stall behind him, and the man he bumped into before came charging in with a look of fury in his eyes. “What the hell was that? Dude, you should be more careful where you walk. You almost took me out, you fucker. And if you’re going to run into someone, then apologize for it! Or look where you’re going!” The older man was more skimpily dressed, all dolled up as if he were about to head out on stage to perform. But the moment he saw Ethan sprawled out over the toilet bowl, looking about as green as a frog, the stranger loosened up on his reprimands.
“Aw shit man, are you feeling okay or something? You look green as fuck. Yo, lemme go get some help or something for you. I’ve got some guys out there that can get you somewhere more private,” the stranger offered, reaching out to pat Ethan’s shoulder reassuringly. “I can get some water or something too if you need it, bro.”
Ethan only groaned as his head lolled about, brushing against the other’s warm arm when he felt a firm hand clasping at his shoulders. “...H-Help… Please… help me up…” he whimpered, the younger man clutching at his stomach as the fiery feeling grew stronger the more contact he had with the other man. Thankfully, the other man didn’t seem to be put off by his discomfort, and the stranger helped pull Ethan upright so they could move over to the sinks instead.
“Here, get some water on your face or something, man. You look like you’re really sick. Or dehydrated or something. Did you take anything before you came here?” the stranger continued as he guided Ethan’s arms over to the sink. But the young man could only groan in response, his brows knit together as he struggled through the uncomfortable feeling. As Ethan splashed some cool water on his face, the only thing he could make out from the other man’s words was “come here.” His head felt so dizzy and foggy, and his eyes were all but fluttering shut as Ethan did his best to focus on something. But his body naturally moved forward, stumbling away from the sink and collapsing halfway onto the other man.
“Whoa! Whoa, whoa, okay, look, man, you gotta get off. I can get you help, but you gotta stand up,” the stranger stammered as his arms reached out to catch Ethan. There was a sudden weight to the young man that he didn’t feel before, like the young man had gained fifty pounds or so from the walk over to the toilet. Whatever was happening was starting to affect the other man, too, and he grunted while struggling to push Ethan off of him.
But to his horror, when he raised his arms, he could see the young man’s body starting to sink into him. It was slow and deliberate, as if Ethan were melting into quicksand. But such a thing was humanly impossible, and it made him start to panic. “Dude! Dude, something’s wrong! You gotta wake up! We have to get help, man! Fuck, I gotta get on stage in a few minutes. No, no, no,...”
Ethan stirred slowly from his delirious state, only staring back into the handsome visage of the older man. He whimpered as he tried to push himself off the other’s thick and meaty pecs, but gasped as the wriggling made him sink in deeper. Ethan’s eyes widened in surprise and shock as he took stock of his current situation, which involved him being elbow-deep inside the other man’s forearms. “W-What… what the—?”
The merging of their bodies was slow and lethargic, almost moving at a snail’s pace as Ethan sank into the other man’s bodies. Their cries for help and their pleas for this to stop were quickly muffled as Ethan’s mouth found the other’s. Their eyes widened as their lips pressed against each other into a long kiss. But instead of breaking for air, the two of them continued to push against each other until their heads started to meld together. And as the last bits of Ethan’s body slipped into the other man, both of them wondered if these were the last moments that they had alive.
There was a darkness that seemed to envelop them, their consciousness and minds hovering in a space as two separate entities. And then, like the gravitational force of a black hole, they felt the last bits of themselves that they could call their own being crammed into each other. Memories of being a son in a family with three brothers and a father merged with memories of being a successful and mysterious musical artist. Ethan could feel his consciousness enveloping the stranger’s, gaining access to all his past life. He found himself recalling a past life where his name was Ryan, and how he had spent his time making sure he was the hottest, sexiest DJ around the world. He felt himself gaining years, no longer a graduate student but someone older and more established in his career.
Ethan’s eyes shot open from the darkness as he gasped, the frayed edges of his mind still closing the open gaps from the two bodies merging. He scrambled up to his feet, staring at himself as he took in the new features of himself. What was impressive was the way his body seemed to swell and bulk up with all this extra mass. While Ryan had been strong and a prominent gym goer from before, even he hadn’t managed to achieve this level of bulk. Ethan let one of his hands reach up carefully to squeeze and grope at his pecs, only grunting as a jolt of pleasure shot through his body. All that extra mass from their two bodies had joined to make the beefiest, muscular man possible. There was so much definition and heft to his body, and as he leaned against the bathroom counter, he could feel the absolute weight in his steps.
Moaning as he continued to explore himself, Ethan tilted his head to the side to examine the more aged features of his face. He had a nice dusting of facial hair, something that he hadn’t managed before genetically. But now, he had a defined moustache and some dusting of a goatee or beard, depending on how much he wished to shave. The shadow and stubble made him excited for all the possibilities that he never had before, and Ethan couldn’t stop running his fingers over the prickly, stubbly feeling.
He shuddered as his cock twitched once more from the lack of attention inside his pants, and Ethan carefully peeled back his pants to eye the newly lengthened and fattened monster stuffed into his tight briefs. Reaching down with trembling hands, he fished out the hefty length and let it fall onto the countertop with a resounding smack. Groaning at the cold sensation of the marble underneath his cock, he began rolling and rutting his hips against the smooth surface. With one hand on top of the cock, he watched as the length started to stiffen and fill with blood, until it was a hardened club that would be swaying between his thick thighs like a third leg, if he hadn’t propped it up to play with.
“H–Hah… Ngh… Oh fuck… Fuck yeah…” Ethan groaned as he pumped at his cock, loving the way his defined abs tensed and flexed as he pleasured himself. He loved the way his biceps popped and flexed as his hands provided just the right amount of friction for his cock as he rubbed it against the counter. His breathing became more ragged and heavy as he touched himself, only lifting his eyes to stare at himself in the mirror. Ethan’s lips curled up into a cocky smirk as he took in the sexually explicit display he was putting on, with his big, bare ass on display as he tugged the rest of his pants down.
“F-Fuck… Oh fuck, I’m gonna… I’m so fuckin’ close–” Ethan moaned, the merged man loving the slick feeling of precum spurting out from his cock slit. The damp, sticky feeling was providing some nice lubricant as he rubbed and touched himself. Ethan’s free hand slid over his torso, groping and squeezing at all the beefy muscles he could touch as he felt his thrusting begin to quicken. He was nearing that ever-so-pleasurable climax, and he didn’t plan on holding back anymore. Not when he looked as hot as he did now.
“Hahh… Hngh…. Oh, shit! Shit, shit! Fuckin’ hell, I’m gonna— Ngh–!”
The only sounds in the bathroom for the next few moments were the thick, heavy spurts of cum splattering all over the mirror and Ethan’s heavy, deep moans of arousal as he rode out his orgasm. The experience was extremely erotic for him, and the orgasm lasted longer than it ever had for him before. Panting and heaving as he slowly regained some clarity in his mind, Ethan glanced up with a smirk at the mirror, absolutely dripping in his seed. He chuckled at the rather explosive load of his, only reaching down to scoop up some seed still dripping off his cock head. Bringing his finger up, the beefy man licked his fingertips clean of his new seed and mewled lewdly with satisfaction at his taste.
“Fuck yeah… I’m so fuckin’ hot, man…”
Cumming so quickly and explosively after his merge with Ryan had forced the last bits of their combined bodies to fuse. There was no life before or life after for Ethan now. This was just all his. Memories that were of his or Ryan’s were soon all his, and the world shifted around the changed dynamic to accommodate the being of one new person. He groaned as he rolled back his lats and shoulders, feeling the pop and crack of his bones as he began pulling up his pants. Ethan grinned as he tucked away his still-chubbed cock into his tight briefs. He played with the underside of his sensitive cock through the tight fabric, only shuddering at the sensual feelings running through him like electricity. “Oh, shit… Hah, I better behave, or I’ll never make it on stage, and my manager will kill me if I miss the show.”
Buttoning up his pants, Ethan grabbed his shirt and decided to sling it over his shoulder instead. There was no need for him to put a shirt on, not when it was New Year’s Eve, and he was performing at a club full of gays who would thirst after his beefy, hot body. With a new personality and memories in place, the confident DJ stepped out of the bathroom, strolling past the throngs of people to make his way up to the stage to give his performance.
On his journey towards the backstage area, Ethan caught a glimpse of Jabari and Devon, who were flexing their muscles and talking with Junseo. The trio was likely comparing their workout routines, the types of lifts they were doing, and the nutritional plans they were following. It was almost comical seeing the three beefy muscle men flex and pose inside the gay club, given how they had all said that they would never consider doing anything with another guy. But given the way the three of them were sizing each other up, groping at their pecs, and squeezing their biceps, Ethan wouldn’t have been surprised if he saw them making out together at a later point, if there were enough drinks in them.
Memories of the three of them working out and lifting with Ethan began to fill in his mind, as he often found them together at the gym at the same time as him. It was helpful to have a group of bros that he could rely on whenever he needed someone to spot him if he wanted to go heavy or if he needed someone to help film his posture. Their text group thread, called ‘Gym Rats 4 Gym Brats,’ had been buzzing Ethan’s phone earlier today, with the three of them expressing just how excited they were to see him perform and put on a show for New Year's. Ethan had made sure to set aside some extra free entrance tickets for his gym bros.
Passing by another group of people, he caught a glimpse of Ricky, Samir, and Victor engaging in a rather salacious and scandalous threesome. While Ricky and Victor were family, the two young men were always eager to have some fun with each other, so long as they could find a willing third. Ethan remembered sitting them both down and having the important talk about being safe and respectful of their partners when they first started showing interest. He didn’t mind having that conversation with them, given how, as the oldest son in the family, he felt responsible for making sure that his youngest brother and younger cousin knew what they were getting themselves into.
As for Samir, the big, beefy daddy was always looking for some fun with people whenever he got the chance. Ethan had hooked up with him plenty of times in the past, as the two of them often found the warm embrace of each other in their beefy bodies whenever they were in town. But tonight, since Ethan would be busy performing on stage, Samir had satiated his lustful need of fucking and being fucked by being the third with Ricky and Victor. Ethan’s younger cousin had the hairy daddy’s legs spread wide as he plunged his thick cock deep inside of him, while Samir’s own fat length was ramming repeatedly into Victor’s jiggling bubble butt. The three of them moved in perfect rhythm, an orgasmic viewing of three bodies melting and merging as one harmonious unit.
Ethan took the offered bottle from one of his staff members, only half listening to them as they explained the setup of his set. His eyes were still trained on the crowd, watching them as they ground and frotted away to the heavy beats of the club music. It wouldn’t be long until his show went on, and Ethan would have them all rolling around in one big New Year’s orgy. He spied the sexy coffee shop owners in the back, with Amir and Aditya trapping the cute sub daddy in Ethan’s apartment. Trevor was busy mouthing away and kissing both of them with a greedy need, his eyes fluttering shut as the two owners took care of him.
If he looked closely enough, Ethan could have sworn he caught a glimpse of something slick and goopy slipping into Trevor’s mouth, causing the hairy daddy to buckle over and gag a few times. But both Amir and Aditya helped him through his coughing fit, and Trevor was soon standing back up with a lustful gaze in his eyes. The three of them resumed their makeout session, eagerly leaving slick trails of saliva as their shirtless, sweaty bodies rubbed against each other. When Trevor pulled out his phone to type out a quick message, Ethan was sure he was texting his husband to come over and join him in all this fun.
Speaking of Trevor’s husband, Ethan spied Leo in the back, enjoying the comforts of another couple, his second youngest brother, Henry, and his boyfriend, Noel. The two of them had their noses pressed up against Leo’s beefy pecs and his sweaty pits, with the large daddy trapping the two of them underneath his firm flexes. From what he could see in the dim lighting, Ethan could make out some rather pleased and satisfied faces with both Noel and Henry, so he figured they were having as much fun as they could have wanted.
Leo’s expression clearly indicated how satisfied he was with having two sets of mouths worship his hairy, muscular body, and with the three of them stripping down to very minimal bits of clothes, Ethan could count the moments it would take before all three of them engaged in some hardcore hook-ups together. Trevor’s texts for his husband to join him with his own fun would undoubtedly have to wait, as it seemed to Ethan that Leo had more pressing issues at hand to handle.
Making it onto the main stage, the introduction and the grand reveal of Ethan as DJ BoyLux had a reception unlike any other. It was all routine for him at this point, given that he had spent his whole life refining his musical craft as an artist. But performing on stage, dancing at gay festivals, and putting on such massive raves and absolute bangers for people to vibe and have sex at? Now, that was just the added cream on top. Even tonight, with his family coming out to support him and see what he could do, Ethan couldn’t help but want to put on a show for them, making sure that they could see just how passionate and successful he was at this.
With smoke billowing behind him, his shirt cast aside, and the LED lights and lasers doing an absolute show all around him, Ethan grabbed his microphone and yelled out into the club for the partygoers to respond to.
“Let’s fuckin’ goooo! Live it up, bitches! This year is our year! Let’s lift, fuck, and live our best lives, you sluts! Happy fuckin’ New Year!”
Roaring into the mic, the crowd erupted into cheers as the chiming sound of the clock striking midnight rang throughout the place. Ethan turned his attention back to his table, turning and twisting his knobs for the next song to transition in. It was a deep and heavy bass, enough to make everyone start bopping and grinding the night away.
He watched as his father, Lucas, was busy gifting some club patrons his leftover flowers from the holidays. Even if Lucas wasn’t exactly one to come out clubbing or raving, Ethan still appreciated the way his father would always show him his support. And if he wanted to expand his own business with the people who attended Ethan’s concerts and shows, then who was he to stop him? He watched as Lucas offered up some potted poinsettias to his friend Chayut and the celebrity Rafael, the two of them awkwardly accepting the gift as his father tried to explain how to best care for the vibrantly red flowers.
And perhaps it was just a trick of his eye, or the dim lighting from all the laser beams, but Ethan could have sworn that the flowers in their hands shifted and moved just a bit, as if they had sentience. His father had always teased Ethan about his plants having magical and mystical properties, but given that it was the new year, the DJ couldn’t help but grin as he imagined that to be true. After all, in the new year, everyone could use a bit more luck and magic on their side.
Moving on to his next set of songs, Ethan managed to glance up at the balcony to see how packed the club was that night. In one of the more VIP boxes, he caught a glimpse of a rather beefy man with a slimmer man standing by his side. The two of them were still dressed in some more festive, Christmas attire, although their main focus was fixated on the chubby man perched on top of the first man’s lap. Their hands roamed over the fat and muscles in the other’s frame, and Ethan could barely make out the backside of someone who looked quite similar to his childhood friend, Kyle.
The two figures noticed Ethan staring at them, and his eyes widened in recollection of the two magical, mythical beings of Santa and his elf Joko grinning back at him. Santa offered the DJ a sly smirk and a juicy pec of his right pec, before turning his attention back to rubbing and squeezing at Kyle’s bulging stomach. The three of them seemed somewhat fixated on seeing how much Kyle could eat and drink at the club, and Ethan wondered if the next time he heard from Kyle, it would be from him being stranded out at the North Pole from a mysterious one-night stand.
The club had provided some dancers and strippers to perform at some small, isolated poles and separate spaces away from the main stage. Ethan was able to pinpoint the somewhat familiar Benito, a regular dancer at the club, whom he had gotten to know quite well after performing here a couple of times. The dancer was known for his sensual and seductive approaches. If it weren’t for DJ BoyLux performing tonight, Ethan was certain that Benito would have throngs of men all crowding around for him to pay them even the slightest attention.
He watched as Benito pulled up two men from the crowd, only humming in amusement as he recognized the familiar faces of his friends Isaiah and Rome. It seemed as though Benito was pulling out his signature move of bringing on two lucky patrons to grind up on and give a lap dance to. But both of the other men seemed quite willing to join in the fun, also stripping down and partying along with Benito. Isaiah was clad in a rather skimpy, skin-tight outfit that clung to his hairy body, while Rome wore his signature, sweaty jockstrap that was filled with his musk. The party was far from over, and they had the rest of the night to live it up until the sun came up and the club closed for the day.
No one seemed to be having as much fun as Ethan’s younger brother, Danny, though, the jock eagerly dancing around and making out with as many people as he could. The beefy jock was thrilled to have the time of his life, enjoying the full moon in its fullest as he mashed his lips against a small, twinkish man. Danny only pulled away after a long moment, some strands of saliva dripping from their lips as they turned to seek out someone else from the crowd. The dazed twink only stumbled backwards against one of the cement poles, resting his back there as his eyes glazed over. Ethan tapped his chin in thought, snapping his fingers in recognition of the familiar, cute face. Felipe; that was his name.
Danny was an unrelenting force, though, as he spotted the celebrity Ronen trying to make his way over to Rafael. The jock, stopping the man from interrupting Rafael’s conversation with his father, Lucas, decided that the best way to distract him was to kiss him hard and firmly on the lips. And so, Ethan was granted the beautiful view of his younger brother making out with one of the most sought-after celebrities by the gays, chuckling as he rolled his eyes at the sight. Danny always found a way to get the things that he wanted, and after swapping spit with the confused Ronen, pranced away into the depths of the crowds to seek out another victim.
Soon, Ethan’s allotted time for his performance was up, and the DJ was strolling off the stage with a sheen of sweat coating his bouncing pecs as he stepped backstage. The club was still thumping and thriving with plenty of people who didn’t want the night to end just yet, and the owners of the club were more than happy to keep up the vibes. But Ethan’s contract was fulfilled, and he wanted to enjoy the New Year’s celebrations himself. He was greeted by the sight of his loving boyfriends, Marcus and Angelo, the three of them having made it an official throuple a few months ago. The two of them eagerly awaited him, holding out a towel and a bottle of water for him to clean himself up and hydrate with.
“You were spectacular, babe! Always know how to put on a banger,” Marcus hummed as he leaned in to kiss Ethan gently on the lips.
“Everyone out there was going absolutely feral, especially when you came on shirtless. I know your stylist was picky about the clothes, but I think that was such a delicious decision you made. Especially since I know I’m one of the lucky people who really gets to enjoy you being shirtless in private,” Angelo teased as he leaned in as well, letting their sweaty pecs rub up against each other. “Where was this sexy beast all along? I can’t wait to see what you’re like in bed later tonight.”
Marcus hummed as he tilted Angelo’s head to the side, kissing him firmly on the lips to stop him from talking. “Easy, tiger. Let’s let him get dressed and freshened up, yeah? I bet he wants to enjoy the night too, before we start ripping our clothes off each other. C’mon, we’ll be waiting outside. We left some clothes out for you to dress yourself,” he mused, pressing a small kiss to Ethan’s temple as he left the room with Angelo in tow.
“Bye, babe! See you in a bit!”
Ethan sighed as he sat down in one of the chairs, using his towel to wipe at his sweaty torso. The DJ was pleased with yet another successful show, and he was glad to have a New Year's celebration with all his friends and family around. He let his eyes close for just a moment, savoring the way things were and how great his life was now. This was right. This felt good. And it was all his to enjoy.
Opening his eyes, Ethan moved over to the dressing stand and began pulling on the clothes that his boyfriends picked out for him. It was fitted with some particularly skimpy underwear, some skin-tight clothes, and some party sunglasses that gave him a sci-fi retro vibe. Grinning as he looked himself over in the mirror, Ethan raised his arms to flex cockily. He was hot and sexy and successful, and there was nothing better than this.
“New year, new me,” he muttered softly under his breath, before he flashed a cocky wink at himself and left the room to enjoy the night’s festivities.
...and this marks the finale for the Advent calendar series! i hope people enjoyed the stories! i'll do a follow-up ooc post to answer questions + talk about what's next, but for now, i'll be taking a nice and long rested break after completing this! ^^ hope everyone enjoyed, and have a happy new year!
(as for all the links in the post, tumblr has a stupid rule of only allowing 30 images in a post, but i didn't want to detract from all the nice images i found for ethan and ryan. so i left them in as links, while leaving behind images of everyone who was a part of ethan's journey in this finale!)
