Date: Sat, 02 Apr 2011 14:57:41 -0500 (CDT)
From: madrktscntst1@verizon.net
Subject: "The Gang"

The Gang

A Homoerotic Tale of:
Youth, Danger, Transformation and Triumph.


Author's Note:

Any resemblance between any characters and people you have encountered in
your own life or might resemble in history or modern times is probably a
coincidence.

Summary:

Transformational, gay boys, forced sex incest and more... Let the story
tell the rest.

Characters - Cast:
The Gang

Thad: 19 Leader. Tall, Muscular with long blond hair. Alpha Male Type.
Tony: 18 Enforcer. Medium, Muscular with medium brown hair. Thad's Main Man.
Bob: 18 Gang Member. Tall, Thin with long dark brown hair. Agile.
Ron: 17 Thinker. Short, Average with medium red curly hair. Quick Hands/Tricky
Jack: 17 Gang Member. Medium, Average with short black hair. Gang Member

New Members (Twins)

Charlie: 18 Tall, with short light brown hair. Thin - Smart Kid
Alex: 18 Tall, with short light brown hair. Thin - Smart Kid

Siblings

Eric: 13 Thad's Younger Brother. Medium, thin with long blond hair. Group Leader
Dave: 12 Bob's Younger Brother. Medium, thin with long light brown hair. Extra Fast and Agile
Greg: 12 Tony's Younger half Brother. Short, chubby with medium brown hair. Green Thumb

Disclaimer:

This story is the complete and total product of the author's imagination
and a work of fantasy. It is completely fictitious. It never happened and
it doesn't mean to condone or endorse any of the acts that take place in
it. The author certainly wouldn't want the things in this story happening
to his character(s) to happen to anyone in real life.


It was a dry, dusty and cloudless morning.

The tall lanky youth scurried down the abandoned, weed strewn, cobble stone
street. This part of the village had been deserted ever since the nearby
salt mines closed under the clouds of suspicion of corruption, when his
grandfather was his age.

Two large salted fish were stuck in the waste-band of his tattered
shorts. The boy's heavily worn shirt barely hid the fish from view, yet
exposing his bronze colored thin muscular build... The only item that he
was wearing that did not look like it was going to fall to shreds was his
metal studded leather wrist band.

The youth had taken the fish from where he had hid them, on his uncle's
small boat the previous day. The fishing boat had returned with the remains
of the fleet. The fleet was slowly disappearing, the same way the
population of the surrounding countryside, as the schools of fish dwindle
and become nearly impossible to find. Even the whales had changed their
migration patterns and were rarely seen.

The boy's bare feet slap the stones as he darts in and out of the doors and
shadows. Dashing into a door-less entry of a home, he zigzags from room to
room. He enters the kitchen, and grabs the pot hooks above the stone
oven. He flings himself feet first into the mouth of the old bakery. His
long dark brown hair tangles for a second on a hook and leaves a few stands
behind. The back of the oven had collapsed years before, so the lad tumbles
in the darkened alley behind the house

Quickly turning, he tosses the two fish through a hole in the bottom of a
wall at the end of the alley. His waiting partner catches them. The lad
squeezes himself through the same small hole. The two 18 year old boys roll
large stones across the holes to block anyone that might be following or
accidentally find the hole.

The taller youth said in hushed tones, "I think I gave the kid following me
the slip."

"O.K. Bob. I do not hear anything."

"We had better hurry to the farm before it gets to hot."

"These are two fine looking fish you got here. They will make a fine stew
for the gang."

"Yeah, Tony. It was not easy hiding then retrieving these. Though it sure
is safer than trying to steal from the market." He smiles and continued, "I
also got the spare key to the gate at the docks. I hope my uncle does not
notice it is gone before tomorrow morning."

Tony is in sharp contrast to Bob. As Bob is tall, slim, muscular and bronze
from much exposure to the elements. Tony is squat and definitely totally
all muscle, with poor pale skin... Even with their poor diets, they both
kept in as great a physical condition as possible. The gang had a better
supply of food than almost anyone left in the village. Bob also had little
to no growth on his chin, while Tony's scruffy dishwater brown roughly
trimmed hair went with the un-kept growth on his upper lip and chin. Bob
was attired exactly like Tony, clothing in disrepair and only a nice
looking wrist band.

Back at the alley, two other boys, (twins who are mirror images of each
other, thin, tall and short light brown hair with bronze smooth skin),
studied the hole in the wall at the end of the alley. Having watched the
various members of the gang for months, they learned their path to this
point. After many attempts to follow they devised another plan.

Alex reached under the wall and felt the rocks blocking the holes.

"Yep! The rocks are back in place."

They both stood up and dusted the dirt off what tattered clothes they had
on.

Charlie replied, "Yesterday I finished clearing the hole next door."
Spinning around the two boys entered an abandoned home directly across the
alley from where the gang member fled. The back wall had a new hole punched
to an adjoining alley. They leapt thru the hole and scurried around the
corner into the alley just vacated by the other two boys. Alex and Charlie
knelt down at the rocks and examined the area.

The boys fingers streaked thru the dust.

"Scales," both said in unison.

"They went that way." Pointed Charlie.

The two boys sprint down the alley.

"They must be going to one of the vacant farms..."

The teenagers ran into the open air and toward the farms.

Charlie and Alex gave no thought to the fact that they might be tracked in
the same manner that they were pursuing the two gang members.

Three smaller kids crept thru the shadows making less sounds than those
before them... Through the house and into the alleys.

When the mines closed and the people started leaving the village, a drought
struck the region. That was the final blow to the local farmers. The farms
were simply left vacant as the families went far south or to the closer
mountains to the north. Both had larger rivers for irrigation.

One farm had a dying hedge all around it's acreage, providing privacy. No
opening was readily visible.

The forest was a couple of farms away and stories were told of wild animals
and monsters that made the woods unsafe.

Tony and Bob approached the hedge. They stopped and looked around to make
sure they were not being spied upon. They saw no-one.

Charlie and Alex were deep in a ditch occasionally popping up to look in
the distance to see what the other boys were doing.

Way behind them, and around a curve in the road, lay the three smaller
kids. Eric, 10 years old, had long blond hair cascading wildly down his
back on his thin frame, similar to his older brother Thad. Eric had not
seen his brother in a long time. Ever since their family kicked him out for
lack of sustenance in these famine times. They felt that he could fend for
himself and not be such a strain on the family, like many were doing in the
dying village. Dave laid next to Eric, behind the same rock. Eric had long
light brown hair that reached his back of his thin frame, also like his
brother, Bob, who had left his family.

The third kid was in opposition to all the other kids around. He was chubby
with medium brown hair, and nothing like his half brother Tony. Not as
agile as his friends, he was smart and showed an unusual ability with
plants. Many people said, "If he put a broom stick in the ground it would
likely sprout leaves."

The three kids were after Charlie and Alex, as those two were showing the
way to their brothers' hide-out. The place where they likely hid and
stashed their goods. It was not easy living in the poor village where
everyone barely scraped by. Many were dying of illnesses due to lack of
medicines and the strength to go on.

The three friends were in tattered clothing the looked like it would fall
apart at the slightest provocation., worse than any of the older kids.

Tony and Bob held out their hands and walked down the northern side of the
hedge. Their fingers touching the tips of the leaves of the hedge. They
stopped suddenly nearly a third of the way down the browning plants and
turned toward the hedge. They gave one last look around and then melded
thru the hedge, seemingly magically disappearing from sight.

Charlie and Alex got up and dashed off toward the hedge.

Dave, Eric and Greg also got up from behind their rocks and made it to the
ditch, just as Charlie and Alex reached the corner of the hedge.

The two kids reached out just like they saw the others do. Walking slowing,
their fingers rustling the tips of the dry leaves... Until......

The hedge cut away at an angle, not visible from afar, it cut diagonally
into the hedge, then angled back. A secret way through. Peering carefully,
the two made their way into the hedge....

Tony and Bob walked across the dirt path to the house. A barn stood
immediately behind the house, also with-out doors. A wide variety of
vegetables struggle to survive in the dusty dry earth, on both sides of the
pathway, yet they provided a meager, yet much needed, supply of nourishment
for the boys.

They take the fish out as they enter the house and toss it to another
youngster near a pot where vegetables are already simmering.

"These should make for a tasty stew." Tony says.

"Did you have any problems?" asked Thad, a tall blond muscular lad who was
obviously the leader of the gang.

"Someone tried and failed to follow us." replied Bob.

"Wish they had." said Ron, a curly redheaded youth, the shortest of the
five. "It would be nice to have someone new to replace Randy and Danny, the
brothers who passed away. Not good being ill that long. I miss them."

Jack relied, "Yep. They will be missed." Jack has short black hair and
medium build.

Outside Charlie and Alex crawled to a window to listen.

The three youngsters wiggle under the hedge. Only their faces show thru the
leaves, and a few weeds. The trio watched the action in front of them. The
garden, house with the two boys under the window and the open side of the
barn were easily watched by the three kids.

"Finally, we found their hide-out." whispers Eric.

"Look at the garden!" Greg says a little too loudly.

"Hush! And listen." says Eric.

Thad chopped up the fish and tossed it in the pot, stirring a couple of
minutes and got ready to serve. "We should not let this fire go out, the
smoke keeps the bugs away and we will all need all the energy and rest we
can get for tonight's adventure."

"Yes! To the island!" says Tony. Murmurs and soft talk goes between
everyone in the room...

"To learn the truth about the island and to get any supplies we can carry
away." boasts Thad.

Myths had developed about the island. Strange tales of wild animals and
kids going there never to come back. Mothers often used the threat of the
island to scare their children into submission.

But these gang members would not be swayed by the unknown, they needed
supplies to live. They would get them no matter where they needed to go and
face any dangers. Teenagers often think themselves "Super-Heroes" and
"Immortals", often to their own destruction.

"I'll go out and get a few more logs for the fire." says Tony.

Tony heads out and grabs a few small sticks and turns around. He thinks he
hears something, so he peers carefully peers around the corner. He spies
Charlie and Alex. Tony ducks back around the house and enters the door. He
quietly puts the sticks down and puts a finger to his ear and points to the
window, then holds up two fingers.

Thad and Ron creep to the window and lunge thru grabbing Charlie and Alex
by their hair, the boys wrestle them to the ground outside in the dusty
dirt.

Tony and Jack join them. They escort the twins inside.

"Why did you follow us here?" Thad asks.

Charlie replies, "We have been watching and following your guys for
days. We would like to join your gang. I think we could be a great asset to
you."

Thad, " You have started well enough, just getting here. Will you do
everything that you are commanded by any member of this gang? Without
hesitation?"

Alex replies, "Yes we will... Unless, it hurts the gang."

"Smart answer." says Thad.

Thad points to Bob and then clutches a hand to his throat. Bob nods his
head in recognition. Bob quickly leaves the room and goes around to the
barn.

Thad then faces the twins. "Strip!" he commands.

In the barn, Bob moves a short crate off a trap door and lifts a part of
the floor. He reaches down. He retrieves some studded leather
strips. Replacing the crate, Bob rushed back into the house so he will not
miss any of the upcoming excitement and fun action.

In the house, Charlie and Alex were standing naked in the middle of the
room with the five gang members surrounding them. Bob slid the studded
wrist bracelets and neck collars on Charlie and Alex. The wrist bands were
identical to ones worn by each gang member. He tied all the  
bands from behind.

Ropes led from the collars. The ropes ended in the hands of Ron and Jack.

"Walk!" orders Thad.

Everyone left the house and walked into the barn.

The three kids under the hedge saw the entire episode and were excited to
see what might happen next. They also wanted some bracelets for
themselves. But that would come later that afternoon, if the could.

In the middle of the barn, Charlie and Alex were side by side, facing all
five gang members.

"You will do everything you are told. So, get ready... Now you will learn
of our methods of dishing out rewards and punishments."

Suddenly the five gang members dropped their shorts and their cocks sprang
to attention. Thad was built like a horse. The other four had impressive
members as well.

Tony and Bob approached the twins. The two dropped to their knees and
inhaled the twins cocks.

"This is the reward portion..." said Thad.

The boys tongues played with the slits in the tips. Then they wrapped their
lips around the rigid poles and plunged till their noses pressed against
their hairy crotches. The twins became hard and excited in a matter of
seconds. Back and forth their heads bobbed in their laps. It was all that
the twins could do to not reach forward and grab the heads giving them so
much pleasure. Both moaned in delight with their first blow-jobs in their
lives.

Tony and Bob stopped and stood up.

"Up on the crate." ordered Thad.

The twins rapidly complied.

"Now on your knees and hands on the crates, doggie style" Thad again
ordering the twins.

Ron and Jack approached and opened Charlie's and Alex's mouths They slid
their cocks deep into the throats of the young men. Tony and Bob grabbed
the waists of the two young men from behind and got them positioned for
further action.

Charlie and Alex found they were enjoying this much more than they thought.

The cocks went in and out of the mouths and all the cocks kept getting
harder.

Tony and Bob stood behind them. They reached under and stroked the twins'
cocks until their pre-cum flowed. They wiped their fingers thru the
slippery liquid. Then they wiped the ass holes with the soft
lubricant. They proceeded to rub their cocks back and forth across the
crack of the asses.

"Now for the punishment..."

Two cocks pressed at the openings the virgin asses provided. The two
grabbed the twin's hips and thrust with all their might, sending their
members deep in their asses to the hilt.

Moans of pain came from both twins.

Little did the members know that both twins felt much of what the other
felt. Double pleasures and double pains.

Tony and Bob pulled their cocks almost all the way out and plunged back in
mighty thrusts..

Then they began pumping in and out, faster and faster...

"Fucking doggie style." Bob chuckles.

"Let's hear some snarling, growling, barking and howling when you
can. O.K. Boys?" Thad laughs.

More moans of pleasure come from the twins. Their asses getting slapped by
the bellies of the two boys behind them. The twins try to sound like
dogs. They find their own cocks have become stiffer and they were truly
enjoying what was happening to them.

The twins begin rocking back and forth, making deeper penetration from
behind and starting to control the rhythm of the pounding they were
receiving from both in front and behind.

Ron and Jack begin to breath heavier. Their cocks felt like they were
getting longer and harder.

Thad had his own cock out and was stroking it. It looked huge.

The twins whole bodies started to glisten with sweat as their mouths and
asses got a complete work-out.

In and out slide the cocks from both ends. Their own cocks started to
throb, and they moaned again. Jack and Bob grabbed the heads of the twins
and started to rapidly slide their cocks in and out between the lips of the
twins.

"Oh God!, I am cumming..." yelled Jack.

Jack squirted jet after jet of milky cum into Charlie's throat.

"Aarggggg! Here it comes." cried Ron as his cock throbbed and released what
seemed like a gallon of cum into Alex's throat.

The two boys in front withdrew their cocks.

The twins began to pant, groan and bark as ordered.

They both squeezed their sphincter muscles to add to the feelings for those
two behind them.

Tony and Bob realized they were not going to last much longer... As their
cocks slid back and forth in the tight asses. Soon they too let loose
filling the asses with their cum. Alex and Charlie felt their insides
getting basted and blasted with pulse after pulse of cum from the pounding
they got from behind.

Thad walked up and began to sending a stream of cum onto their faces.

"I will get both of your asses next time. And remember, your asses are ours
and you are only animals until you earn a spot in our gang. Now let's hear
you dogs make some noise." says Thad.

Alex and Charlie began to bark and growl. "Grrrrr." "Rarf" "Bark".

Both of them stroking each other's cocks and still on their knees facing
the floor. Their cocks let loose a torrent of cum onto the dusty floor of
the barn. The two howled like wolves facing a full moon...

"AAAARRRRRROUOUOUOUououOUouOUouOUouOUouOUou..."

"AAAARRRRROUOUOUOUououOUOUouOUouOUouOUou..."

The three kids under the hedge could hardly believe what they were
seeing. What they watched must have been delightful from the sounds and
expressions of everyone`s faces. If their older brothers were doing it, it
must be alright. All three had stiff "boners", but could do nothing about
that problem. They looked at each other and just knew that they would have
to experiment, doing what they just seen and have fun later that
afternoon... On the boat!

The five gang members put their shorts back on, Tony gathered the rest of
the clothing in his arms.

Still with a small rope attached to their collars, the naked twins were led
back to the house where they were tied to a post near the kitchen. The
other five boys started to serve and eat the fish stew. Jack took a bowl
each to Charlie and Alex.

With the gang members occupied, the three boys knew it was their only
chance to get into the barn.

They wiggled back under the hedge and went around to about where they
thought it would be out of sight to crawl under the hedge. It is good that
they were smaller than anyone else, that was the only way they could fit.

They all three crawled under the hedge. Stopping with just their faces
showing again. The trio realize they could make it to the barn and back
unseen. The boys quickly got to the barn and entered the opening. All three
together raised the trap door and looked inside. There were about a
dozen wrist bands and an equal number of collars.

Eric grabbed three of each as planned. They carefully lowered the trap door
and went to the barn opening. Looking cautiously toward the house, they
realize they were still un-noticed. They hurry back to the hedge and crawl
under to safety.

Eric, Dave and Greg worked to fasten the wrist and neck bands on each
other. A small hole was located at the end of each band. Into this fit a
string that would tie the bands shut.

They quickly scurried back into the village and down to the docks.

They waited until the beach was deserted, a little after sundown. The three
boys climb over the fence. They snuck onto Bob's uncle's boat and silently
dropped into the shallow hold. They found a blanket to hide under. They
munched on the few pieces of dried fruit and dry small crusts of bread
their mothers had given them for the day. They also realize that they could
not make any noise as the hold would amplify the sound. Their getting to go
along would be jeopardized. The sexually frustrated boys would have to wait
a little longer. Maybe on the island...

Meanwhile back at the house... The kids rested for a couple of hours. They
too waited until after sundown. The youth had to make the trip back to the
village after dark. Thad let Charlie and Alex get dressed. He was allowing
them the freedom to join the gang on a temporary basis.  This trip
would prove their value to the gang.

Bob unlocked the gate at the dock and all seven silently scurry to the
boat. Quietly the kids untie the boat and climb aboard. Using poles, they
push away from the dock and raise the sail. The boat increases speed and
glides out of the harbor. Thad took control of the rudder, turned and went
south down the coast to where the mythical island supposedly exists. The
boat creaking during the turn. The sea is calm and no moon was expected
until nearly sun rise.

In the hold, the three kids noticed the movement of the boat. They also
realize, in the tight quarters, all had hard cocks again.

Dave grabbed Greg's belly as the boat tipped to one side while turning
south. Greg gave a slight squeal and covered his mouth with his hand. His
other hand gently lifted and removed Dave's hand.

"Sounds like a pig's squeal." whispered Eric.

"Plump enough too." whispered Dave.

The two of them giggled softly

Greg hushed the two into silence, hoping that the noise of the ship would
hide their sounds.

The boat slipped away into the darkness...

The small fishing sloop glided thru the dark calm sea. The mostly full moon
rose an hour after they set sail and shortly before they reached their
destination.

The island was completely dark. The boat maneuvered close to the shore
below the cliffs. Atop the bluffs was a wall that contained a
mystery. Black shadows against the grey starry sky, it looked like a
fortress containing the skeletal bones of a monstrous beast, piercing the
eerie  atmosphere.

Circumnavigating the island, the young explorers came upon pilings that was
all that remained of an old wharf, falling apart from lack of repair and
age. The kids beached the sloop on the sand bar, then all seven hopped
out. They both pulled and pushed the sloop upon the beach at the base of
the wharf so the incoming tide would not carry it away before they came
back.

The remains of a couple of cranes lay in ruins on the gravel path leading
to a large cave. A road led up the cliff side toward the mysterious
top. Inside the cave were only just scattered bits of splintered lumber. No
clues remained to explain what they were looking at.

Thad took point as they began their trek up the road. Tony took rear guard,
should any unknown try to fall upon their little party.

When they could hear no sounds, Eric popped his head out of the shallow
hold. He noticed the movement in the distance of the seven older kids
climbing the road. The trio felt safe venturing out. They quickly left the
boat and decided to give the others a few minutes to get far enough ahead
to distract anyone or anything else from their presence and to prevent the
older kids from noticing them before they got to know what was happening
here.

Looking closer than their counterparts, the trio discovered a smaller and
less used pathway up the cliffs. Eric decided to that this path instead of
the road. That way they might not run into the older boys and they could
find out what is atop the island. They folded the blanket they hid under,
from the boat, and carried it with them.

Quietly climbing the path, the trio reached the top only to find a wall and
the narrow path going to the right. Several hundred feet later they came
upon a door in the wall at the end of the pathway.

Eric puts his ear to the door. No sound come from behind. He touches the
handle, moves the knob toward the center of the door, and a latch releases
the door which swings inward.

A euphoric happiness seemed to permeate the island. It was affecting all of
the kids from both groups, but they were too suspenseful to notice. The
fearful feelings all the kids felt with the weird unknown all about them
led to being extra careful of every step they took.

Meanwhile, the gang notices a total lack of any sounds. No insects, no
birds, and no small animals. Deep ruts left by wheels of a huge wagon that
had made many trips on the road, created difficult footing. The nearly full
moon helped them see, but strange shadows seemed to bounce around them,
creating a fearful environment.



The road led to a large broken gate in the walled compound. A sign that
used to arch above the gate had fallen apart and all the lettering had long
ago faded into obliteration.

Thad looks inside and gets a surprise he had not expected....

Eric takes a cautious step thru the door only to find himself in a work
shop. Hammers, chisels, drivers, wrenches and saws hung from nails on the
wall. Another door, slightly open exited the shop to the interior of the
fortress. Eric tries to push it open and fails. Then the three
together  put their weight behind opening the door. They tumble out
into the fresh air. Not feeling any pain, just a euphoric happiness, the
three young boys stand and gawk at the world around them...

All the kids saw a carnival style wonderland. The long unused rides had
mostly fallen apart from lack of maintenance. Some of the taller ones, now
exposed to closer examination, were the darkened bones of monsters they had
seen in the distance.

Propping the door behind them, the trio slowly inched out into the strange
world. They knew that if the door closed behind them, they would never find
it again, and they might need to use the escape route if things went bad.

The gang of seven worked their way past several dilapidated game stands. At
one concession stand Jack saw cupboards. Opening them, there were bags of
pretzels, candies, jerky and other treats. Passing around the delights, the
kids ate their fill, tossing the empty bags on the ground to blow away in
the mild breeze. There was far more food-stuff than they could consume and
they decided to come back later and gather as much as they could to take
home with them.

The trio walked past several places that had darkened doors. One place
caught their attention. Greg ran to the stand and opened cupboards to have
several containers fall out. To his delight, he tossed a carton to each of
his friends. He ripped off the top, thrust in his fingers and grabbed hands
full of ice cream, still magically cold and tasty. He plastered his face
trying to get as much in his mouth as he could. Greg slathered his face
with the rich gooey mess, he was in heaven. Eric and Dave just stood in
amazement for a few seconds. Then they dug into their wondrous treasures
they had discovered.

Pretzels were resting on a shelf behind the counter. Greg grabbed one and
jammed it into his ice cream filled jaws. He then passed a couple to his
friends.

"Yep! Looks like he is making a pig of himself tonight! Not that we are
that much better, at least we are not making as large a mess." Says Dave.

Going to the next stand they find more pretzels and other sweet treats. The
boys unfold the blanket and pile what seemed a years worth of edible
goodies in the middle. They then fold it back up so it could be easily
carried by two kids.

The gang made it's way across the grounds, past a wheeled vehicle that once
went on the tracks to a wild ride nearby. They found a place with hinged
doors that was calling to them...

Entering the doors, the find a room with most of the tables smashed and a
few whole chairs tossed around the room. A destroyed mirror, a ripped apart
pool table, and a bar were the other things in the room. Several small
barrels sat on the counter and behind the bar. Carefully Jack lifted one.

"It's full!!" he exclaimed.

They all crowd around the bar and hustled the other barrels in a row on the
counter top. Thad orders all but two taken outside and put into the
vehicle.

They also find edibles, especially pretzels. The salty treats make the boys
quite thirsty.

Thad orders the bags of treats and pretzels taken to the vehicle as well.

They then sit down and ponder what to do next.

Bob suggests they take the vehicle down the hill to the boat and come back
and explore more of the weird world so they know what to do the next time
they decide to come back.

All agree to rush with their spoils. Charlie and Alex beat the rest of the
gang back to the concession stand and grab arms full of goodies to add to
the cart. All seven hustle their treasures down the hill and put them into
the hold of the boat. They rush back up the hill to the pool hall as fast
as their legs could carry them.

Greg spied something that made him dash ahead of his friends. An old
carousel. The animals are still in pretty good shape. He climbs on a horse
and begins to laugh. The scariness of the place was wearing off and the
euphoric good feelings is starting to take control. His friends follow his
lead. Dave climbs on a unicorn and Eric heads to the center of the ride. He
uncovers a switch that he put into the upward position.

The carousel begins to move and a strange music permeates the park. A
couple other rooms also light up and offer inviting places to go to...

Eric hops onto the circle and swings his leg over the top of another
horse. They go up and down and make about a dozen cycles, laughing the
whole time. The movement comes to a slow stop and the boys get down and all
head in the direction of sparkling lights in a door to another location.

Entering the door they find a simple maze that leads to a hall of
mirrors. The mirrors were the distorted kind that makes one look too tall,
or too fat. On the ground were several bricks with "Throw Me" etched on
their sides. Dave grabs one and smashes the mirror in front of him. Eric
and Greg do the same, giggling all the while.

Turning around they see a table with three metal mugs on it. The mugs were
filled with beer. Delightful smoke seemed to slowly fill the room and the
three boys start feeling high. They grab the mugs of beer, knowing they
were too young, they never the less felt no rules existed tonight and they
quickly drained their drinks. All three were getting a hard-on again.

The gang entered the pool hall and go to the bar where plenty of metal mugs
sat near the barrels they had set upon the counter top. Cigars also were in
a box behind the bar. The strange music from the carousel was heard faintly
in the distance. For some reason the boys were getting horny again. They
ate more pretzels and filled their mugs with beer. They toasted their good
fortunes. Jack finds a brick under the foot rest of the bar. This brick had
the same etched writing, "Throw me." Jack sees one whole window left and
takes careful aim. He lets go and smashes the glass to tiny pieces. All the
kids begin to laugh, hardly noticing that they could not stop their
merriment.

The trio turn from their table and see a door to the next room. Inside that
room was a door to the outside and three clown faces on the wall. Each
clown face had a dark hole where the mouth belongs. Taking the last swig
from his mug, Eric drops his shorts and steps toward a clown face to insert
his rigid member into the hole.

A warm moistness encompassed his penis. In and out he starts to savagely
pound.

Dave and Greg drain the last of the beer in their mugs. They both drop
their shorts and join at the other clown faces, inserting their cocks and
fucking the holes before them. They the kick off their shoes and remove
their shirts. The three laugh wildly and strangely...

"Hee, hee hee haw!" Eric laughs.

"He, heee, he, haw, he hee haw!" Dave laughs.

"Hee, heem, snort, grunt!" laughs Greg.

The unusual sounds of each other drives all of them to greater laughter.

Pulling out, Greg bends down to gather, fold and stack all of his clothes
for later.

Eric watching Greg, pulls out and grabs Greg's ass. Positioning his
slippery cock at the hole, he thrusts forward, impaling his cock deep in
his friend's ass.

Dave pulls out, spins around and quickly raises Greg's head to twist and
inset his cock in his mouth.

Continuing their strange laughter, the three kids fulfill their fantasies
of their frustrated sexual desires... Only their wrist and neck bands
attire the naked kids as they pound the cocks into oblivion. Fucking their
brains out, none of the three had even thought such feelings of bliss
existed.

Dave grabs Greg's head behind the ears. He notices his ears have become
pointy, flat and standing straight up with brown fuzz all over. Eric and
Dave feel their cocks get thicker and longer, sliding deep into Greg's ass
and throat. The cocks seem to be coming out of sheaths., covered with a
fine pelt of brown fur. Their arms and legs were also covered with a light
fuzz of brown fur.

Their cocks sliding in and out, felt even more unbelievably wonderful.

Their balls were getting larger and larger, swinging between their long
slender legs.

They laugh louder and longer.

"Hee hee haw!"

"He, he, haw, he."

Eric looks across at his friend and watches as pointy brown ears thrust
skyward from Dave's head. Brown fuzz has also covered his friend's face as
his snout and jaws extend forward with large teeth protruding beyond the
gums.

Eric feels his face with his hands and notices the changes happening to him
too.

Greg's face begins to change. His lower incisors enlarge, becoming tusks on
either side of Dave's cock. The added pressure almost thrusts Dave over the
top.

Greg realizes his nose was becoming broader and flatter. His penis gets
huge, erect and pulsing. Greg grunts, snorts and squeals in pleasure.

All three youth stand upon their toes as their feet begin to fuse into
hooves...

"Soo... Hee, hee... close - Haw!" says Dave.

"Mee-haw... Too!" replies Eric.

"Smee too, grunt, wee, wee!" replied Greg.

All three sprout tails. Dave, Eric and Greg sport long ropes with tassels
on the end.

Brown hair grows all over the three bodies...

Their transformation almost complete, the three youth continue with their
wild sexual fun. The animal lust over-riding their minds. They have to fuck
to orgasm...

All three almost come simultaneously. Eric and Dave pouring huge loads in
Greg's ass and down his throat, with excess drooling from his lips and
dripping out of his ass. Greg lets loose with a large pool on the floor.

Eric quickly recovers and his mind clears...

Eric now understands what has happened.

He screams, "Warn-haw... Bro-hee-haw! Nooo-Hee-Haw! Hee-Haw! Hee-Haw!" Eric
had lost his human voice, but not his human thought.

The only parts that had not transformed on all three youth were their
fore-arms and hands.

Dave brays loudly, "He-Haw. He-Haw. Hee-Haaw!"

Greg squeals and grunts as he examines himself.

All three knew they had to warn their brothers and attempt to stop them
from this fate, or worse. The might also find a way to reverse what they
had become.

Eric appeared as a small donkey with a long blond mane. Dave was an
identical small donkey with a closely cropped light brown mane. Greg looked
like a small version of a plump boar, with a curly short head and ridge of
brown hair down his back ending in the middle of his back. All three had
their wrist bands on their arms and leather collars around their necks.

Meanwhile at the pool hall... The seven kids settled down at tables and the
bar to rest after their exertion of loading the boat and running the entire
way. The heard the faint carousel music and started to react to the magical
melodies, just as their younger siblings had done. More  relaxed, the
euphoric joy returned with subtle, yet profound impact. The kids began to
giggle and laugh at everything around them.

Jack notices a brick under the foot rest at the bar. He picks the brick up
and reads an inscription etched in it's side. "Throw Me!" He heaves it thru
the only intact window in the hall, shattering it to tiny pieces of
glass. Everyone erupts in laughter.

Tony goes behind the bar and discovers about a dozen metal mugs. He fills
them with beer and passes them around the room.

Bob finds a box of cigars, and he wonders the room giving one to each boy.

They light magically of their own accord.

Smoking and drinking, the seven light headed youth start feeling very
horny.

The funny laughter adds to the merriment, as they laugh at each other's
strange sounds, not thinking of their own unusual sounds and behaviors.

"Hee, hee, haw."

"He, Haw, He."

Charlie and Alex add their funny sounding laughter to the mix.

"Hee, he, hee, hark."

"Hee, hee, ree, rark."

The twins' laughter started to get interjected with growls.

Charlie and Alex look up and notice the other kids had stopped laughing and
turned their attention in their direction with what appeared to be
malicious intent in their eyes.

The two remembered their experience with the rest of the kids back in the
barn and realized the hazardous position they had found themselves in.

Thad drops his shorts. Tony rips his shirt off. Bob and Jack help each
other removing their clothes and stroke each other's still cocks. All seven
kids had engorged members that many men would be proud of...

Charlie and Alex back into a corner, under a broken table, with the gang of
five slowly moving toward them.

Then!!!

Thru the swinging doors behind everyone come two small donkeys and a
boar. They are making a riotous noise.

"Hee-Haw. Hee-haw."

"He-Haw. He-Haw."

"Squeek, Grunt, Squeal, Oink."

The five turn with lust in their eyes. Thad grabs the small donkey coming
straight at him. The donkey had a long blond main which matched his own
hair. He lifts it up into the air and wheels him around and lands on the
pool table on his back with his tail sticking down, and an inviting ass in
front of his raging cock.

Likewise, Bob had taken hold of the one that came at him, his donkey also
had hair that matched his head of hair. Bob spun the donkey around to face
Jack. The two quickly impaled the animal at both ends with their cocks.

Thad shoves his cock into the donkey's ass in front of him, while Ron comes
around and opens Eric's mouth to shove his member in till his balls bounced
against his chin.

Tony grabs Greg by the tail and slides his pre-cum soaked cock deep into
the brown fur covered Ham Hocks before him.

Charlie and Alex, relieved that the crowd had passed them by, could hardly
believe the orgy going on in the room before them. Their cocks, pulsing for
need of attention, the twins took a 69 position and began eagerly sucking
each other's cocks.

Sounding like a barnyard, graying, barking, oinking, laughing, squealing
and moaning came from all ten kids...

Eric strains with all his might. Two older kids at each end begin to
change. Ears become pointy and covered with brown hair... the two cocks
enlarge, both in length and diameter. The two probe deeper and deeper with
each thrust. The feelings are deliriously delightful for Eric and 
interrupts his thought processes for a minute. Thrusting in and out of his
throat and his behind, the feeling for the two older kids was almost
hypnotic, better than anything any of them had experienced before in their
short lives.

Eric pushes Ron away and screams, "Nooooo!!! Noooo-Haw!" Ron grabs Eric's
ears and plunges his cock down his throat, silencing the youth. So intent
were the older youth with the sex, they did not fully notice the changes
going on. Five of them with enlarged donkey dicks, donkey ears and their
toes and fingers changing into hooves.

Their laughter becoming more and more that of braying donkeys.

The twins had changed positions with Charlie's cock deep in Alex's fur
covered ass. Both twins had transformed into black, gray and white pelts,
pointy ears and snouts. Definitely changing into wolves. The two were
barking and howling in pleasure. Rapidly tails sprouted and thrust into the
air from both furry asses. Their rear legs and feet changing into wolf legs
and paws with sharp claws. Both kid's front arms were covered with fur, yet
were distinctly human with hands, felt on the back and plain skin on the
front.

Charlie's balls pull up and in, the knot forms along the base of his
cock. With a great thrust his knot enters Alex's ass. Both howl again in
delight.

Thad, Ron, Jack, Tony and Bob were so close to cumming, all of their
transformations were nearing completion. Both Thad and Ron have their front
legs, hooves and all, on the pool table with their cocks continuing their
savage rape of Eric between them. Thad and Ron's long tongues working each
others mouths.

The animal lust in complete control of all the kid's minds... And everyone
nearing the brink of orgasmic explosions, all the cocks screaming for
release.

Tony was the first to explode. His cock throbbing and plastering Greg's
ham/ass with jet after jet of white cum. Tony lets loose with a long joyous
bray of donkey lustful exclamation of conqueror over his victim. His orgasm
drains him of the last of his human thought for many minutes to come.

Thad, Ron, Bob and Jack listen to their compatriot loose control of
himself. This was the last push they needed to simultaneously have all four
cocks pump forth cum that fills the insides of both ends of their captive
small donkeys. As their loads pour forth, they too loose human 
thought for the few minutes of ecstasy.

Charlie and Alex quickly follow and climax. Charlie filling Alex's ass with
his cum, and Alex's cock drops a pool of liquid upon the floor. Both twins
howl long and loudly in delight of their shared orgasms. As male wolves do.

All seven were momentarily lost to the human world of thought. Collapsing
around the room from the expenditure of energy, both sexually and
transformatively, the former boys try to catch their breaths.

The large donkeys got up first and wandered the room, getting used to using
all four legs. The two wolves sat at attention. All the donkeys had lost
their leather wrist bands. The wolves were wearing their leather collars
and their wrist bands on their recognizably human fore-arms. Dave got up
and scurried around the room gathering the wrist bands up. Eric and Greg
block the door so no-one leaves before they discuss their plans.

"We will give you all collars when we get back to the farm." Stated Eric.

"Do you know who we are?" Eric screamed.

Startled at his recovered voice, the room turns absolutely silent for the
first time in what seemed ages.

"Brother! I am Eric!" he said with a lower gravely voice.

Thad's donkey face seemed to drop. A tear forms in his eyes and drips down
his long nose.

Tony comes up to Greg and nuzzles him with a long "Heeeeaaaw..."

Greg grabs Tony around his neck with his good arms and squeezes as he says,
"Yes. It is me, Greg." in a squeaky voice.

Bob likewise trots up to Dave and the two donkeys, both large and small
nuzzle each other. "That's right. I am here Bro." Dave says to Bob with his
lower and gravely voice.

Eric tells the gang, "We were all under the influence of that darned
carousel, the inebriation of the alcohol and high from the smoke, so all
sexual action was consensual. We will sort out what we do with each other
when we get back home."

Every member grins and it shows...

Dave and Greg turn to Eric. Dave quickly says, "What do we do now?"

"Obviously, we get to the boat so we can sail away from here before anyone
notices..."

Greg squeals, "And back to the farm!"

The other donkeys bray in universal approval.

"Yes. We had better move fast before it gets too light at the village to
sneak around."

Eric addresses the crowded hall full of animals. "Do you understand me?"
The five donkeys and two wolves all nod their heads. Going up to Jack and
Thad, he asks, "What is two plus two?" Both donkeys paw the ground four
times.

Greg says, "Looks like they still have their human minds."

Eric continues, "Let's quiet down. We need to get back to the boat. We know
a route that will be far safer then the road." He pauses and thinks a
second. "I have a short errand to perform before we leave. I will be right
back. Please get ready to go."

Eric leaves the hall and heads to the carousel. Jumping into the middle, he
turns around, places his hands on the ground and kicks with his donkey legs
with all his might. He smashes the electrical controls which silences the
contraption. "That ends that terrible sexually stimulating  sound."
Eric says to himself.

Eric hurries back to the hall to find everyone ready to leave. Several
added empty barrels had been tied to Tony and Bob. They were filled with
foodstuff from behind the bar. Thad had two added barrels full of beer tied
to his back.

Eric leads the strange troop to the door in the wall that they had propped
open. "The last one thru, please close the door."

They proceed thru the workroom, then out onto the cliff side path. They
close both doors behind them. Cautiously working their way down the
perilous dirt path, everyone learns more how to walk on all fours and the
three keep upright in human form, while the wolves switch from all 
fours to upright. All became much more comfortable with their natural
feelings. Storm clouds were forming in the south.

When they got to the boat they repacked the goods they had brought down on
this trip. The tide had risen enough to make it easy to push the sloop out
to sea. It was an unusual sight to see five donkeys, two wolves and three
half human animals atop the small boat. They barely fit.

They raised the sail and silently glided thru the glassy sea. Clouds blew
past the moon... But the wind had not lowered to the surface yet.

They looked back at the island. They saw several men on the side of the
road, waiting to ambush anyone leaving the fortress. The kids had slipped
thru their evil clutches.

The journey back north along the coast was fairly uneventful. A stiff wind
came up just as they lowered the sail to enter the harbor. Tying the sloop
at the dock, the five donkeys were perfect for hauling the load back to the
farm. The trio worked quickly to get everything tied to their brothers
backs.

The two wolves went ahead to scout the route and make sure they were not
spotted. They took a route around the village, it was longer, but less road
and better to be silent and not seen. Sometimes they went on all fours, and
other times the stood almost human-like with their hands at their sides.

The first drops of rain began to fall for the first time in the memory of
anyone in the village.

The troop was well down the road when the villagers came out to dance in
the pouring waters from above.

The troop plods along the muddy road, down towards their farm. Greg
occasionally rolling in the muck and both joyously laughing and squeaking
and grunting while doing do.

As they got close to the hedge, their animal senses saw a larger opening
that led to the barn and house that had remained hidden from their human
eyes all that time before.

Going to the house, Greg gave a squeal of glee when he finds the vegetable
plants in the garden recovering in the rain.

Eric, Dave and Greg untie the packages and barrels from the backs of their
brother donkeys.

Dave turns to Eric and says, "Looks like you are in charge now."

"I agree." Calls Greg.

All the other animals nod their heads up and down in agreement.

They break out one of the barrels and pour out drinks in mugs for the trio,
and pour some in pots for the others. Dave call out. "A toast. To the new
gang. May we live in abundance after far too long living day to day in
pain." Braying, howling and cheers went up to the rafters.

Quaffing their drinks, a knock comes upon at the door frame.

Another donkey stands there with a happy grin on his face.

The donkey in a boy's voice says: "May I come in? It's been a long time
since I had friends."

The first of many other boys that had escaped the coachman and his
descendents.

And more for the many fun times ahead.

But that is another story...