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...