“Just like this bruh.” Jim watched intently as Kai let out a huge cloud of Purple Haze, analyzing the drag. Inhale deeply, then pull the stop. It seemed pretty clear, yet there was still that innate hesitation as his stoner dudebro roommate handed him the bong.
When Jim arrived at the University of Hawaii, he knew that his family wouldn’t be able to commandeer his life any longer. After years of being stuffed into suits and forced to be the “good boy” for his entire life, he was done. He wanted a little bit of chaos. He loved the idea of just tokin up at enjoying the high, or fuckin’ shit up on the regular. So when he walked into his room on move in day to see some smelly bro hotboxing the room, he knew that he was finally going to experience life.
“Okay, so just inhale and pull the head out. The smoke will hit you all at once.” Kai tossed his arm around his little disciple, excited to see what the bong had in store for Jim. It had hit him in one very impressive way, turning him from some chess club savant to the nonchalant, lazy bro he was today. He was proud of his ability to disconnect and help others reach his nirvana, and looking at this cute little guy with the perfectly coiffed hair in his blazer and tie, he knew this would be a big transition.
Jim stared at the menacing bong: it clearly didn’t have ‘RIP’ embossed on it for no reason. The murky brown water sat stagnant at the bottom of the basin, as if it were waiting for him to take his first drag. He placed his lips onto the opening and flicked the lighter. It took a few times, but he got the feeble flame going eventually. He looked at Kai, that sexy bro who took him under his wing. He couldn’t disappoint him, and he was ready to be who he always wanted to be.
The flame graced the bowl and it immediately ignited the glowing, orange embers. He inhaled deeply, feeling nothing at first, watching the weed slowly burn to the bottom of the sizeable bowl. Kai watched in shock at the insane hit Jim was about to take, and couldn’t help but smile. He snatched the plug and pulled it, giggling as the smoke rushed into Jim’s lungs. Immediately, Jim began to choke on the cloud, roughly coughing the burning sensation out of his spasming chest.
As a mother does to her child, Kai smacked his little pupil’s back, in effect burping him. So for him, watching the first glimmers of change were a matter of pride. Immediately, Jim’s doubled over stance grew in mass & bulk, shooting up to a strong 6′7.
“Hold it in, bro. There’s still some down there.” Jim did his best to follow his ‘master’s advice, and held his breath, not even noticing his change in stature. Kai watched as Jim’s black blazer and blue tie began to meld together like liquids converging. Within a matter of seconds, he had on a soft, well weathered tee shirt. Kai decided it was time for part 2.
Jim took the offered little white pill from Kai, and popped it in his mouth. Ecstasy. His entrance into the big leagues. Feeling the shocking effects from the weed already setting in, he leaned up against the driftwood log in the forest and slumped to the ground. Kai popped his pill and sauntered over to his rapidly changing bro and sat next to him, pulling out a cigarette. He watched as Jim’s perfectly jelled hair became messier, more relaxed, more natural, as his muscles became defined and lean. It would take a few more hits of the bong to really get the build Kai expected, but for now, that lean, athletic otterbod would do just fine.
“Fuck dude, I’m high as shit.” Kai stared at Jim, shocked that those words came out of his lips. Then again, they were much plumper and kissable now, perfect. He stared at Jim’s beautiful face, silver piercings beginning to pop out of his rough, sexy skin. His expensive black dress pants had already shifted into ripped, slim black jeans. This kid was becoming a bonafide stud! “Whatchyu lookin’ at, Kai?” A smartass, yet innocent cock of the head to the side sent shivers down Kai’s spine. Jim’s rough, calloused hands began to slide onto his thighs.
“Nahh, bruh. You’re becoming one dreamy fuckin’ stud.” Jim laughed, showing that million dollar smile. With a quick pluck of his fingers, he snatched Kai’s cigarette right out of his mouth, taking a few nice drags. Kai ran his fingers over Jim’s beautifully tattooed neck and arms, before catching a whiff of a familiar stoner musk. “Dude, lift up your arms.” Without a second thought, Jim lifted the sleeved arm, giving Kai a full force hit of his manly musk.
It was only the first time and he was this studly. Kai was beginning to look at his roomie in a new way, as he took in the delicious salty pit stink. A loud tearing sound denoted the destruction of his dress shoes, and the entrance of trashed chucks. Jim was truly a sight to behold, about to take on the university by storm. Aggressively, yet lovingly, he grabbed Kai’s sweat-covered face and pulled the equally musky bro into a tongue-filled make out session. Hands fell wherever they landed, bulges throbbed under their denim confinements, footsie commenced accordingly as if they were made for eachother.
Within minutes, the last shreds of the old Jim were gone. He embraced his new, carefree, sexy self with ease. No more ties. No more blazers. Puling away from his tongue-lock, he stared at his new boy-toy bro, knowing exactly what was gonna happen back at the room that night.
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