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WingMan: Epilogue
🕑 Added 2024-07-15 17:35:53 +0000 UTC“Dude…Vinnie…hold still!” Aaron let out an exasperated laugh as he finished wiping the inside of the squat, squirming stud’s meaty thighs. “We can’t go until we get you cleaned up.”
The shorter man let out a frustrated grunt, caught in a storm of conflicting emotions. The sight of the brunette’s naked, towering frame made him quiver, as did the thoughts of what he’d just done with it. Vinnie had spent the better part of the morning impaled on the toned tech bro’s lengthy cock, enjoying his new favorite view of the younger man’s smooth, lean frame. As much as he loved looking up at Aaron, he loved the brunette’s smug smile as he bounced his plump cheeks and straddled his Big Buddy’s trim waist. Vinnie knew he’d always enjoyed such activities, just like when he swallowed the bigger man’s fat log; he just didn’t think he’d enjoyed them quite this much.
And then there was the awareness of the other man’s smug smile in the first place. While a part of Vinnie melted every time Aaron flashed it at him, or talked down to him, or petted him, another part pulled away. There were times when Vinnie felt like it was all wrong, when he knew with absolute certainty that it was. The miniature meathead would find himself thinking that he should be Aaron’s size, that he shouldn’t sound so squeaky, that his thoughts shouldn’t feel so fuzzy. Those moments didn’t come as often when it was just the two of them at home, but they were a frequent occurrence whenever Vinnie was in public or around too many other people.
It was like a dim bulb being turned on in a dark closet, and while the compact, olive-hued hunk couldn’t quite see everything, he could see enough. He’d have a sudden flash of awareness that he was strutting down the street in nothing but a jockstrap and sneakers, his shrunken cock tenting the tiny pouch while his inflated cheeks bounced in the breeze. Vinnie would become painfully aware of the way his stocky frame rubbed against itself even though he felt like it shouldn’t, the way his bare, ballooning pecs bounced with each of his shortened steps. In those moments of pseudo-clarity, everyone was too big and moving too fast, and not in a fun way. He’d feel embarrassed and exposed, instinctively drawing towards Aaron for support even though he knew the young punk was part of the problem. The overwhelming devotion he felt for the taller man waged a simmering war with less benevolent thoughts, like Aaron being nothing but a pompous, spoiled brat and a general waste of space. It wasn’t that the lean brunette was cruel, he actually doted on Vinnie, it was just that the smaller man instinctively resented being talked down to and treated like a skittish shelter dog, especially by someone a part of him felt superior to.
But he didn’t know why. Vinnie didn’t understand what most of those thoughts even meant, let alone where they’d come from. All he wanted to do was feel good and have fun, to make Aaron feel good and take care of the bigger man. When it was just the two of them and he could forget, Vinnie loved scampering around their huge, especially to him, apartment with nothing on. When he wasn’t overwhelmed by the size of everything, he loved clambering around the giant furniture like it was oversized gym equipment. He loved making Aaron laugh with his wrestling and he was proud that he could still pin the bigger man, and he knew he could because his Big Buddy promised he wasn’t just letting him win. He liked solving mysteries when they watched TV, but Aaron wouldn’t let him watch a lot of the detective shows because he didn’t want him getting scared. Vinnie always insisted that he was tough and could handle it, to which the taller man would just ruffle his hair and tell him how adorable he was. He didn’t like it as much when Aaron would bring women over and he’d have to spend the night in his little room instead of in bed with the bigger man, but it was happening less and less since Vinnie had been there. His Buddy kept telling him his “pussy felt better than theirs”, and he didn’t have to buy the WingMan dinner first. Vinnie didn’t understand that since Aaron was the one who fed him, but it seemed to make the taller man happy, which was all that mattered.
As he’d settled into his routine, most days started with the bite-sized beefcake bouncing on Aaron’s lap, followed by a shared shower and a trip down the block to the coffee shop and the park. Vinnie didn’t like being in the coffee shop, even though the nice people who worked there sometimes gave him a little drink of his own, but he loved going to the park. Being around the other WingMen had made him feel strange at first. It brought up all the uncomfortable thoughts he didn’t like, making him feel more than ever that he should be like one of the Big Buddies, not the friendly hunks. But Aaron told him to stop being so shy, and Vinnie really did want to have fun like them, so he ignored the voice in his head that told him he shouldn’t be running around nearly naked and wrestling other equally exposed men in public with wild abandon. He focused instead on how good it felt, how much he enjoyed being picked up and tossed around, and how unburdened he’d become, even though he didn’t fully understand what that meant. All he knew was that he didn’t have to worry about any of it if he didn’t want to, especially when Rocky was around.
“Okay, all set,” Aaron said, giving Vinnie’s plump globes a light swat. “What do you want to wear today?”
Vinnie watched the taller man slip into a pair of black briefs, the sight making his stomach flutter. “These!” he chirped. He stood on his toes and pulled a similar pair from the dresser drawer, slipping them on and beaming up at Aaron. The oversized underwear didn’t immediately fall off due to his meaty lower half, but it still looked far too lage, especially in the nearly empty pouch. He liked putting on Aaron’s clothes and pretending to be taller, and the other man liked it too, just not when they left the apartment.
The brunette chuckled and rolled his eyes as he slipped into a pair of shorts and a fitted t-shirt that showed off his trim torso. He reached into another drawer and pulled out a bright orange bikini brief and a turquoise thong, holding up each. “What’re we feeling?”
Vinnie’s brow furrowed as he thought about it. “Ummm…the orange one,” he said, feeling a surge of pride over making the simple decision. He squirmed out of Aaron’s briefs and reached for the bright bikinis held above his head, but the taller man pulled them away.
“You know the rules. Safety first, dude,” the brunette tutted.
“Fiiiiiine,” Vinnie sighed, impatient to get to the park. He actually liked it when Aaron slathered him in sunscreen. The whole-body rubdown nearly caused him to cum on its own, and it had for the first several weeks when he was still extra-sensitive, but Vinnie wanted to get to Rocky. He closed his eyes and let out a low groan as Aaron’s large hands traveled over his abundant muscle, his bright underwear tented by his squat, aching cock when he finally slipped them on. He stood and let Aaron put his shoes on him next, followed by the little harness that showed off his pecs so well, and then they were out the door. Vinnie had hated being attached to the leash at first, but now he barely noticed it.
As soon as they made it to the sidewalk, though, all the troubling thoughts came rushing back. The short stud froze at the threshold, his heart racing. “One of those mornings, huh?” Aaron asked, his tone gentle and his smile sympathetic. “Come on, I got you.”
Vinnie couldn’t help but smile when his friend scooped him up, instantly feeling better in the bigger man’s arms. A part of him felt like being carried down the street was somehow worse, but it paled in comparison to the contentment the elevated vantage point brought him. “Thanks, bro,” he squeaked, sheepish.
“Of course,” Aaron said, eliciting a giggle when he gave Vinnie a quick peck on the cheek. “They told me you might be a little skittish since you’re not like the other WingMen, but that’s what I love about you. Just let me know if you want down.”
Vinnie lost himself to the sensation of Aaron’s hand stroking his broad back, feeling calm enough to trot alongside the taller man by the time they reached the coffee shop. He smiled and waved at the people behind the counter and grinned as strangers ruffled his hair, eagerly drinking his sweet, sugary “coffee” and eating his protein bar as they headed for the park.
“Rocky! Hey! Rocky! Over here! Bro!” Vinnie’s shrill squeak started as soon as he caught sight of the other WingMan, his buff frame straining against the tether that Aaron held.
“Okay, okay, go ahead,” the bigger man said, leaving the leash attached but letting go. Vinnie could feel it flapping behind him as he bounded across the grass, but he didn’t care.
“Dude! Yes! I, like, wanted you to show up this morning,” Rocky cheered, lumbering over and wrapping his piston arms around his friend. The dark-haired hunk was clad in a gold poser that perfectly matched his heavyweight physique, his burly body bulky with muscle.
“You always want me to show up,” Vinnie grinned, sliding a hand down Rocky’s lumpy muscle gut. The bronze-skinned beauty made his own meaty proportions seem small, but while Vinnie thought that seemed wrong, his friend was entirely thrilled. “Dude! Are you, like, gettin’ bigger?”
“You know it, bro,” Rocky beamed, breaking into a double bicep pose. “Tommy says I look, like, sick, dude.”
“Duh,” Vinnie grinned. “Look at these!” he chirped, flexing his own impressive pecs. Aaron wasn’t trying to get him as big, but the hairy hunk’s pecs and ass were growing at a steady pace.
“Awesome, bro! We’re, like, so hot,” Rocky squeaked. “Even if you’re smaller than me,” he added with a grin.
“Am not!” Vinnie insisted, giving the other man a playful shove.
“You so are, bro. I’m taller, too,” Rocky said, his tone smug.
Something about that actually sounded right to Vinnie, but his pride wouldn’t let him concede the point. “I can still take you,” the olive-hued hunk grunted, throwing himself at his friend. The pair alternated between growls and giggles as they writhed on the grass, basking in the bodily sensation and physical exertion. There was still a sliver of Vinnie that felt ridiculous to be wrestling naked and hard in public while people casually watched, but it wasn’t long before their lips met regardless.
And it wasn’t long before a stern, chiding voice pulled their tongues apart. “Hey! Uh-uh, guys,” Tom said, hurrying over with Aaron. “Come on, dudes. You know better. Save that for later, okay?”
“Sooooorrrry,” Rocky pouted, his cannonball shoulders slumping. He seemed entirely unaware that his rigid, pudgy cock had escaped from the poser until Tom bent and stuffed him away. “I just like Vinnie a lot!”
“Me too,” Vinnie nodded, one plump cheek entirely exposed as the bikinis had been wedged between them in the tussle. “Rocky’s, like, sooooo great!”
“We know, we know,” Aaron laughed, shaking his head. “Tom’s going to come over later and you guys can mess around all you want. Just keep it PG-13 until then, okay?”
Vinnie didn’t know what that last part meant, but he nodded anyway. It was really only the first part that mattered. “Dude! Did you hear that?! You guys are coming over later,” he cheered, sounding as if he’d just won the lottery.
“I know! Awesome, bro,” Rocky nodded excitedly, his thoughts already shifting. “Oh! Dude! We should go over to the fountain! It’s, like, too hot out.”
“Okay!” Vinnie was bounding off after his friend as Aaron called out, but he was too focused on the sight of Rocky’s shifting cheeks to pay attention to the taller man.
“Just don’t get in the water! You don’t have anything else to…wear…” Aaron trailed off with a sigh, giving Tom an exasperated look. “Little fuckers are a handful, that’s for sure.”
Tom nodded and shrugged. “Worth it, though. I’m actually thinking about getting another one.”
“Really? I don’t know, man. That feels like a lot of responsibility,” Aaron said, watching Vinnie plunge into the fountain. The short stud’s sopping bikini briefs formed a vacuum seal that rendered them pointless, but he looked like he was having a blast.
“They can keep each other busy,” Tom countered, nodding at the wet, romping pair. “Maybe that’s what your dude needs to help him get over being so skittish?”
“Do they even let people get more than one,” Aaron asked, wondering how long it would be until they had to separate the pair again. They’d been joined by a few other WingMen, creating a makeshift pool party in the fountain.
“Oh, yeah. They just started. They’re branching out like crazy, dude. I’ve even seen more and more guys like Vinnie’s age and older. No shortage from what I’m hearing, as long as you can afford it,” Tom added with a smug smirk.
Aaron raised an eyebrow as he thought about it. The idea of someone to keep Vinnie company wasn’t a bad one. And, as much as he loved the rugged little bulldog, a part of him wanted one of the sleek, younger models to show off. “Huh. You might be onto something.”
Comments
Ruffcub
Thanks for a great ending to this series! I enjoyed it all from start to finish and the slow burn was a fun tease of anticipating what might come next. If you ever did decide to explore this world further, it'd be fun to see/experience the transformation process, maybe from the perspective of people trying to bring WingMan down, or how the WingMen are 'erased' from their old reality.
The Screaming Moist
Thanks for the kind words! Glad you enjoyed it. I definitely wanted to leave it open enough for further adventures at some point. There's still a lot to dig into there with the WingMan company too.
TSquared
WingMan was so satisfying on every level. Framing the narrative within the detective genre immediately introduced mystery and tension. The plot was tight and the story arc perfectly timed and traced. The characterizations, especially of Vince and Guillermo/Rocky, made it all more enjoyable and - dare I say it - believable, if not quite plausible in life. I’d love to have a bonus chapter where we see Vince and Rocky enjoying themselves at home, their petite physiques on full display and in action with one another and maybe their Buddies as well… after all, you made sure that they got together in the end, even if in a different way than Vince might originally have wanted or imagined! Really fantastic writing, as always, and great story! 👏🔝
