That Old Country Club down the Way

 Originally posted on Tumblr: Jan 21st 2021 

 

Dante didn’t want to spend his summer working as a caddie. It was his last summer before he was whisked off to college. He wanted to hang out with his friends and enjoy the summer. At least the job paid well, though the summer afternoons put a brutal intense heat on his body. As Dante said to his dad the last thing, he wanted to do was lug around golf clubs for a bunch of old white people.

That just lead his dad to saying, “Do you want to make money or not?”

The Country Club, Edge-Grove, wasn’t as bad as Dante once thought. Their facilities were clean, the staff was nice, and even some members were okay. Though it was a bit isolating being the only black staff member, but that was just suburban life. Dante was used to it, having spent his childhood growing up in the area.

For his job members could request specific caddies. Dante spent the first two weeks shifted around until he met Mr. Digby. Mr. Digby was a man in his late 40’s strong strapping shoulder’s, huge arms, thick legs and an ass that stuck out.  Dante couldn’t help but stare when that man would bend over for his swings. After all Mr. Digby was a handsome man, nice brown hair a well-trimmed beard, and kind green eyes. Any caddie would jump into bed with him. Well, if he wasn’t married.

Mr. Digby had taken a liking to Dante and requested the caddie all the time. So, there wasn’t a day Dante wasn’t spending it with Mr. Digby. Often Mr. Digby would tell a story about his wife, his son, or even his own father. Mr. Digby’s Dad apparently was the original member of the club and had introduced his son and was hoping to induct his grandson as well. In fact, it was in a golf cart while being regaled with another story, Dante’s heart fluttered.

While driving to their spot for today there were two men already waiting for them. One was older than Mr. Digby a huge bear of a man, almost Santa Claus like if not for the short beard and absence of glasses. Next to him was a young man about Dante’s age, though this boy’s nice body was evident through his polo shirt.

Mr. Digby hopped out of the golf car and clasped the young man golfing, “Dante, I’d like you to meet my son, Jason.” Then he nodded to the older man, “This is my father. We just call him gramps.”

The old man gave a strong nod while munching on cigar he had pulled out. Grampa Digby was a silver fox, a full set of well-groomed white hair. Jason broke free from his dad and offered his hand to Dante. The young caddie couldn’t believe his luck he was looking at three generations of beautiful people. While he couldn’t call them carbon copies it was clear there were strong genetics at play. Though the subtle differences were everything.

They all had green eyes, but varying shades. Grampa Digby’s were dark green and seemed to reflect his strong silent demeanor, while Mr. Digby and Jason had warmer and kinder eyes. That’s not to say Dante thought Grampa Digby was a bad person, just a bit unapproachable. The old man stood in silence, as if studying and analyzing everything and everyone around him.

Dante shook Jason’s hand, “Nice to meet you, Jason!”  it came out a bit more excitedly than he meant. But that’s because out of all of them Jason was having the greatest effect on Dante. Evident by the cock in his pants starting to rise. Above all, unlike the other men Jason was available. Or at least In Dante’s age range.

“Call me, Jace!” The young man said back with an award-winning smile. How Dante wished he could have dove in on those beautiful lips. Again, the genetics in this family had to be insane, While Jace prattled on Dante examined his body. If Mr. Digby didn’t talk about his wife so much, Dante would have sworn Mr. Digby had birthed his own son. However, a major difference was that Jace had light brown hair as opposed to his father’s dark brown hair.

The men started to play golf, but as the day went on Dante found Jace drifting back over to him. Not long after that Jace stopped playing and let the older men carry on. He was much more interested in talking to a kid his own age than playing golf.  Dante learned that Jace loved to talk just like his father, a natural extrovert. It was then Dante learned Jason was a wrestler, explaining his nice body. Though next to his dad and grandfather he looked like a baby.

Comparing their bodies, Dante didn’t think he was smaller than Jace. The young men were the same height 5’9, but Mr. Digby was well into 6ft so Jace probably had more growth spurts coming. Jace was fit, but not extremely bulky he’d need more meat if he wanted to compare to his dad.  The young men stood around, watching the older men take their swings.

“The truth is I don’t even like golf.” Jace whispered to Dante. “I only came for my dad. He said Gramps used to bring him here, Like a father son bonding thing.”

“Wow, the way your dad talks I thought everyone in your family loved golf.” Dante said.

Jace let out a cute laugh covering his mouth with his fist. “Hardly, I don’t even think Gramps likes it. Dad didn’t like it till after he started coming here in high school.”

Raising and eyebrow Dante asked, “Is the food service here that good?” There was no way. Even if he wasn’t apart kitchen staff Dante knew, the meals here weren’t life changing

“Nah, not that. it’s the membership. You have to be over 18 to join here. Gramps signed dad up for it and he’s been insistent that I join too.”

“For a country club?” Dante asked

“Gramps say’s it’s all about connections, that the members here can turn you into real men yadda yadda.  You know what old people say. If you ask me this whole place is a bit too uppity.” Jace crossed his arms.

“Really? Your dad seems cool.” Dante had to think about what Jace said. He’d only had a few weeks with other members before he became Mr. Digby’s unofficial personal caddie.  Perhaps the other members were terrible, he just hadn’t been with them long enough.

“That’s because my dad had an easy-going sponsor. There’s this whole member meeting where everyone gathers around talking about what they plan to do for the year.”

“Sponsor for …?” Dante tried to swerve the conversation back .

“Oh, you can only get in as a member if you’re sponsored. “ Jace leaned in closer and whispered, “But the catch is it has to be a non-family member.”

Dante wanted to lean over and make Jace kiss the side of his face. He had never had another boy stand so close to him. Jace had no grasp of personal space. He was acting as if he and Dante had been best friends forever. The caddie couldn’t tell if Jace was gay, bi, or a really friendly straight guy. Anyway, it didn’t matter if Jace could be anything as long as Dante could smell the cologne he had on. Rich people were really something else!

Jace went on, “My dad had Mr. Edgerton. I never met the guy, but a lot of the people here don’t seem to like him. Apparently, he’s a little too free thinking.  I think that’s why my dad doesn’t come here often. If he wants to play, he goes to the country club in our city. But gramps has always been able to get dad to do things. Just wish it didn’t involve me.”

“I’m glad it involves you.” The words left Dante’s mouth without even thinking. He always had a problem of saying the wrong things or having all the clues and drawing the wrong conclusion. It was a reason he tended not to open his mouth as a much at school. Though the butterflies in his stomach were causing him to word vomit.

The slightest hint of a smile grew on Jace’s face as he looked at Dante. It was a shot straight through Dante’s heart. He had crushes in high school, but those were just fantasies of cool jocks. Jace, however, was real and more importantly standing right next to Dante.

“Hey, can I get another club,” Mr. Digby’ said running back over. Dante shuffled grabbing for a golf club.

Unfortunately, that was the end of their conversation for that day. Grandpa Digby ended up roping Jace into a match. One that Jace lost badly.  And while Mr. Digby was more than happy to congratulate his son, Grandpa Digby had a stern disapproving look on his face.  Dante wanted to mention it but decided his mouth had already put him in hot water.

Dante thought his encounter with Jace was destined to be a once in a lifetime event, but the next day and even the weeks after, the young Caddie would be proven wrong. Jace would actively seek Dante out even before his dad. He asked about Dante’s work schedule and would meet the caddie at the door. Dante was learning quite a lot about Jace, like the young man loved to show off and hella handsy. Whenever he hit a hole in one, he’d jump up and wrap Dante in a hug. Dante would rub Jace’s hair, an action the Jace reveled in.

Finally, Jace was starting to get into golf, Dante was sure Grandpa Digby would be happy. Not that he’d know Jace had managed to steal Dante all to himself for the day. And now Jace had Dante wrapped up in his thick wrestling arms. Dante could smell Jace’s scent and was on cloud 9. His hard cock tented from his caddie uniform into Jace’s crotch.

“Wow, I’m glad you like me so much.” Jace said not pulling away. Instead, he pressed them harder together, “I have a secret, I like you a lot too.” Dante had been so focusing on not embarrassing himself that he hadn’t noticed Jace had his own sizable lump pressing back.  Jace borrowed Dante’s hand and stuck it down his khaki pants. A sizable chunk of muscled jock ass was in Dante’s palm.

The young men grinded against each other planting kisses. In a few weeks, the two young men had become unable to keep their hands off each other. Now that they were giving each other free reign there was nowhere they wouldn’t touch, They fished out each other’s cock so they could cum in the grass Dante got to stroke the boy of his dreams before he came himself at the sight, Jace legs wobbled as he leaned onto Dante. The cum had fired out of his cum like a rocket, leaving him drained.

There was something about first love that was just intoxicating to Dante. Morning, evening, night, whether at work or home Dante’s thoughts were filled of Jace. No wonder kids at his school loved to date. Dante worried that has a black gay teen he’d have to wait until college, but then Jace arrived swerving his summer.

Jace was more than willing to occupy Dante’s thoughts he’d say, “It was only fair,” since Dante was filling his thought as well. Soon Dante had a phone that was filled up with pictures of Jace some very risqué to say the least.

Dante was thinking about Jace in his wrestling uniform, as he came into work that morning. He had gotten a video of Jace showing just how well he could take it off. Dante really wanted to send something back, but he had no idea how to be sexy. Jace said he had girlfriends before, which didn’t come as a surprise. The truth is Dante felt inexperienced. Before he could ponder to himself any longer Mr. Digby came and retrieved him.

Mr. Digby wasn’t alone; however, it wasn’t Jace or Grandpa Digby by his side. An older man stood proudly. He had broad shoulders, hidden under a well-designed dress shirt, and pants containing hips that led to massive ass cheeks.

“Dante, I’d like you to meet Mr. Grover one of the owners of this fine establishment.” Mr. Digby gestured to the man; Dante stuck out his hand for a shake, but Mr. Grover simply gave a strong nod in return.

“Mr. Digby, As wonderful as my employees are, I’m much more interested in your son, Jason. You do remember, I am sponsoring his induction into the club? I’d like to meet him.” Mr. Grover’s voice was strong and powerful but also gave an air of disinterest.

The three men were soon on a golf cart driving to meet Jace and his grandfather. When they arrived Mr. Grover got out a headed straight greeted the oldest Digby in the area. Now that Dante had them both in his sights, he noticed they were huge men. Not many grandfathers looked like they could bench a tow truck. Mr. Grover was introduced to Jace but the young man easy maneuvered out of the conversation to hug Dante.

The young caddie had been sitting alone, watching the Digby’s converse with Mr. Grover. Something about Mr. Grover’s presence made Dante feel more isolated. It’s not that the man was unpleasant or even rude, but the energy he brought and the way he carried himself screamed, ‘you and I will never be on the same level.’ That was a sensation Dante didn’t even get from Grandpa Digby. Overall, the Digby’s seemed much more down to earth, while Mr. Grover knew the power he had.

Thankfully Jace shattered that dark pit growing in Dante’s stomach with a warm hug.

“That’s it Dante, Woo that boy!” Mr. Digby shouted laughing. He had been super supportive of his son’s burgeoning bisexuality but never missed an opportunity to encourage Dante to be braver with Jace. Even Grandpa Digby laughed at the embarrassment Mr. Digby put on the two boys by showering them with support.

Today was a different story. Dante’s eyes were locked with Mr. Grover, who was unamused by the interaction. Dante didn’t know the rules on dating, but he hoped he wasn’t breaking any. The last thing he wanted was to be fired for his first gay relationship.

Later in the day, the young caddie found himself watching a Father son game between Jace and Mr. Digby.  Mr. Grover, and Grandpa Digby had elected to sit back and watch. The two sat in the golf cart thinking no one could hear them while Dante listen to them critique both of the male’s swings repeatedly.

At first Dante was going to dismiss it as two old men complaining about how golf *should* be played. But then the conversation took a weird turn.

“I must say, I like your grandson, Hank. His report card is phenomenal, and his extracurricular activities are evident from his physique.” Mr. Grover spoke in a calm hush tone.

“Well, that’s great—

Mr. Grover cut Grandpa Digby off with a simple cough, “ I wasn’t finished. There are a few changes I’d like to make.”

“Such as.” Grandpa Digby said through gritted teeth.

“Well, I was thinking I need a male heir, but if that was to be your grandson. He’d need more muscles than that. Don’t you think your boy’s a bit on the lean side?” Mr. Grover said it in such a way, whoever heard knew it wasn’t a question.

Dante rolled his eyes, Jace had been a wrestler, how much bigger did he need to be? He decided to stop listening to the old men’s weird conversation. His attention flew back to his boyfriend.

Jace practiced a few swings gearing up for his next shot. When his body turned for the last time his spine stretched as Jace grew. The young man’s pants were up to his ankles, and his shirt rose over his belly button. Mr. Digby made a joke about Jace’s swing both blissfully unaware of what transpired.

“Oh, just you watch dad.  You’re going to regret saying that once you lose.” Jace laughed. He caught sight of Dante and blew a kiss. Then he turned his attention back to his dad.

No words left Dante’s mouth. Was he the only one who noticed what happened? He looked behind him to the older men, but they paid him no mind their attention was fixed on Jace.

“Fuck, your grandson’s a natural. You see him spurt up like a ragweed.” Mr. Grover stated. “That’s potential and we need to use it.”

Dante was too scared to say anything. Mr. Grover’s voice was no longer one of a tired man, but a person filled with passion. Was Mr. Grover the one who had done this, and why was Grandpa Digby letting him? Dante turned around he didn’t want them to know he was watching them.

“Let’s show these boys how it’s done!” Mr. Grover slammed his hand on the golf cart, stepping out. Grandpa Digby stayed back.  Mr. Grover’s personality had done 180. He had finally decided to switch on the charm his powerful body held. He was friendly and overly physical with Jace. He saddled up behind the young man correcting his stance. Meanwhile Jace continued to grow back popping. He went past his dad’s height and even Mr. Grover’s. Jace’s arms exploded with muscle, as Mr. Grover placed his own arms over Jace’s to demonstrate the swing. Small rips traveled along the Jace’s polo’s short sleeves.

It was a bit too familiar a position for Dante’s liking, but it wasn’t an employees place to comment on member relations especially not the boss. Not to mention the whole thing seemed to be changing Jace faster.

Mr. Grover jokingly pressed his crotch to Jace’s butt thrusting. All the Digby men laughed at the overtop display, but Dante was silent watching as Jace’s cute bubble gum ass inflated to impressive mounds of meat.  Mr. Grover stepped away as Jace prepared to take his wing.

Jace lined up hid club to the ball and swung. The ball soared but Dante wasn’t watching that. In fact, only Jace and Mr. Digby were interested in the game. All other heads turned when Ripping fabric came from Jace. The young man had grown pecs that demanded attention, far too large for a college freshman’s shirt. The buttons on the polo had popped off as a tear went down the back. His growth had been so sudden that the shirt had no time to stretch.

“Would you look at that?” Mr. Digby said proudly.

“Oh, please that’s nothing Jason take a break so your Grandfather and I can show your dad how a match is played.”

“Don’t have to tell me twice.” Jason said walking away as his grandfather got out the golf cart.

Dante’s legs wobbled as his now giant boyfriend approached. A 6ft 5 machine packed with pure and muscle, wearing clothes several sizes two small and a prominent moose knuckle. He wrapped Dante in a hug spinning the smaller caddie around.

“Leave poor Dante alone.” Mr. Digby smiled, ready to take his own swing. While being spun in the air, Dante caught a glimpse of Mr. Grover, who looked less than happy at the display of affection.

“I need a bathroom break, taking Dante with me.” Jace said and it wasn’t a question. The two got in the golf cart as it leaned to where Jace planted his fat ass.  Dante wasted no time speeding the cart away.

The moment they were out of ear shot. Dante turned to his boyfriend “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. Why do you ask?”

“Jace you just grew taller than your dad. Either your family has one hell of a growth spurt of something is not right.” Dante stated keeping his eyes ahead.

“No, Man I’ve always been this tall.”

Dante turned his head flabbergasted, “We were kissing on the mouth last week. And we were the same height. Yet a few minutes ago you had to bend over to pick me up explain that?”

The big man was stumped but simply said, “I’m sure there’s a reasonable explanation.” He reached over and stroked Dante’s cheek. The transmission was sent straight to Dante’s cock. The caddie knew better but he was getting horny.  Jace wasn’t just a dreamy dude,  he had elevated to sexy. Dante pulled over the golf cart.  The two young men began making out.

As they kissed, Jace moved until he was sitting in Dante’s lap. A position they usually swapped but Jace was eager today. Dante loved the feeling of a strong jock in his lap, but there was a problem; Jace was heavy. In fact, as they kiss Dante’s hands held Jace’s ass, which expanded until the seat of his pants ripped. The young Digby’s ass and thighs were crushing Dante’s lower half.

“You’re crushing me,” Dante had to make Jace get off. Jace and Dante resumed making out. Something about Jace was ravenous he was kissing passionately and was leaning into Dante. In essence he took the lead and made Dante follow. Jace’s new brawny figure made it easier than ever before.

The enlarged jock was taking control of the make out session, using his enlarged palms to cup Dante’s face. Jace’s lips were devouring the poor caddies.

Even with fear racing through him Dante could bring himself to pull away. His hands roamed across Jace’s bare back feeling the tatter of clothes. Wandering down he grabbed a chunk of Jace’s new ass. So meaty! Where had all this beef come from? Jace moaned into Dante’s face. The deep guttural groans vibrated into Dante’s body .

Something brushed against Dante’s fingers and the young man peeked an eye open. Jace’s shirt was stitching itself back together. However, the material changed, as the color faded to black. A designer short sleeve dress shirt replaced the polo. Buttons appeared along the front already fastened as the shirt covered the entire torso. Fight on cue Jace’s khaki’s turned into gray slacks, though not before Dante caught a glimpse of Jace’s underwear changing.

Leaping out of the golf cart Dante back it a tree. Jace stared dumb founded as his new outfit finished its changes.

“Your clothes” Dante pointed.

“Oh, is there a bug?” Jace remained oblivious as gold lining adorned his dress shirt. He pulled on it, looking for where Dante was staring.

“I have to go.” Dante stated.

“Was it me? Something I did? If I came on too strong, I’m sorry.” Jace said with his best puppy dog face.

“It’s not you!” Dante said assuring him. “I’m just feeling off.’ Dante wished his mind was playing trick, but deep down he knew the truth. He had to leave work early, This had to be some bad dream.

“We still on for our date tomorrow?’ Jace asked.

Dante smiled, kissing Jace passionately, Jace let himself and all his newfound muscle be taken by Dante’s desire. That caddie wanted to do so much more than kiss this version of Jace. Even ripping off his new clothed would be a start, but the truth remained; Dante was just too terrified. He turned away walking off back to the main lodge.

Unfortunately, that Saturday date would never come. No matter how long Dante waited inside his house all dressed up Jace never came. The clock went on, hours passing by. Jace didn’t answer his cell phone either.

Monday, back at work, Dante went looking for Jace. Typically, he expected the young stud to meet him, but Jace was nowhere to be seen. After what happened on Friday Dante was worried something else night have happed to Jace. He searched the Café area, the workout rooms but eventually landed at the pool.

Dante heard Jace’s voice before he saw him. The young man was laying on a poolside chair, bare chested in black swim trunks and sunglasses on. He whistled as girls walked by, and he was ready to talk to one particular girl when Dante walked up.

“Jace?” Dante asked unsure. Though the voice was the same, Jace body had gone through another transition. The athlete had some serious scruff adorning his face, not to mention his arms in legs had gained another layer in size. This young man was a thick meal rocking a cool shorter hair style. His swim trunks were filled to the brim with his meaty thighs. His crotch left little to the imagination. Finally competing in the same weight competition his Dad and grandfather were in, but what really stunned Dante was Jace’s chest. The young man had gained a massive pecs covered in a fair dusting of light brown hair.

Without turning his head, Jace waved Dante off still talking to the girl. “I don’t need anything else,” He thought Dante was a pool waiter.

Dante was more than embarrassed. Should he leave? Get angry? His boyfriend was openly flirting with someone else. Dante wished he had more experience in what to do. He stood there awkwardly. “But it’s me Jace.”

“Dude, I should only have to say once—” Jace turned around then pulled down his sunglasses, “Dante? DANTE!” Only the caddie noticed, but Jace’s voice went deeper the second time he spoke. A huge hand wrapped around Dante’s wrist as he was pulled onto Jace’s lap. His whole body could perfectly fit on top of Jace’s.

“Ah this is my boyfriend, you gotta meet him.” Jace said happily turning his attention back to the girl. The two went right on flirting with each other. Though this time Jace was really talking Dante up and rubbing his back as he did so. The girl was beautiful no doubt, but probably a bit older than either of the boys. There was also something familiar about her Dante couldn’t place his finger on.

As the two continued to flirt, Dante had to mentally fight to keep his boner down. And today it was the worst. Jace was no longer just a sexy guy, he radiated sex. No doubt other people looking on were drooling over him. Also, Jace had the added benefit of hiding his own growing cock under Dante’s butt. A strange sensation Dante thought, because as the flirting continued, he knew the cock was growing, but it wasn’t getting harder.

The girl looked past the boys and got a displeased look on her face. Rolling her eyes, she apologized to the two and said she had to go. With a huff she gathered her things and walked over to the exit. Waiting by the gate was Mr. Grover. The two exchanged some words and the girl did not look happy at whatever they exchanged. Mr. Grover looked back over at Dante and for a split-second Dante could have sworn there were daggers being thrown at him. Before he could contemplate that, Jace’s new cock was rising.

Dante immediately got off Jace and spun around. Jace laid there proudly huge tent in his swimming trunks. He made his cock twitch and bob, eyes locked with Dante. “All for you.” He said

“No, no!” Dante shook his head,  “You don’t get to be sexy. You stood me up! So, what you could get a haircut and look at girls?”

“Dante, I never stood you up.” Jace brow furrowed as he sat up in the chair.

“Yes, you did Saturday, remember?” Dante crossed his arms

Jace smirked holding up a finger, “See that’s where you’re wrong. I had a dinner with Mr. Grover that evening.”

“You had dinner with him?” Dante’s blood ran cold. This was some next level twilight zone freaky.

“Well, Grandpa Digby was there, but Mr. Grover wanted to give me some pointers on eating at a high-class restaurant. He was shocked when I told him our family usually cooks at home or go to a diner.”

Suddenly Dante wasn’t so sure they had a date. Maybe he had been confused. Jace was a gentleman not the kind of guy that would stand another person up. Yeah, that had to be it.

“Okay, but who were you flirting with?” Dante said keeping the bitterness out of his voice.

“Flirting?! You call that flirting” Jace let out a laugh holding his sides. “I was just getting to know her.”

Dante thought he was embarrassed before, but this was a whole level. He knew he was inexperienced with dating and all things around it, but he was sure they had been flirting. They were practically undressing each other with their eyes. But the fact remained Jace was more experience in the area so if he said it wasn’t flirting then it probably wasn’t.

“Mr. Grover just asked me to get to know his daughter.”

“Huh?”

“Yeah, she flew into town for the summer like me and my Dad did. Mr. Grover thought I could spend some time with her show her around town.”

“But …” Dante’s head hurt. The more he talked the Jace the more confused he seemed to get. Even looking at Jace it was harder to remember he looked different. “I gotta go.” Dante mustered out.

“Oh, okay” Jace said sadly. “Hug then” he stood up ad actually had to bend over to hug Dante. Dante smiled. At least the hugs hadn’t changed. He rubbed Jace’s hair. Jace smacked Dante’s hand off.

“Woah, hands off the merchandise.” Jace said quickly, trying to fix his hair.

“You love it when I touch your hair.” Dante said.

Jace the walking sex god blushed red, “Maybe so, but please not today. Mr. Grover says I need to start looking presentable around here.  Some members might try to reject me if I don’t.”

“Wow people really are uppity around here.” Dante said. If people got that upset over some hair, what else were they on edge about? Certainly, they wouldn’t like a Caddie and Future member running around.

“Hey, don’t talk about this place that.” Jace chastised his boyfriend. His voice dropped another octave as he spoke those words.

“I was just repeating something you said when we first met, remember?” Dante was asking more for himself. Had Jace actually said that? His mind was hugging away the Jace in his head would

definitely say that but the Jace standing in front of him. Wasn’t he the poster child for this Country Club?

No, Dante shook his head He had to get away from Jace. “I got to get back to work.”

“You will be working overtime, won’t you? Since you’ve been relaxing with me?” Jace stated in a way that wasn’t a question. Dante was taken aback. Where had that come from?

“I might. I haven’t been doing to well these past few days.” Dante said. Immediately Jace’s handsome face softened.

“If you’re feeling sick, I can take you home,” He shared.

“No, I should get to work.” Dante walked away wanting to get a big distance between him and Jace. Once Dante was clear his head was a lot better. Mr. Digby found him and the two went off, Neither Grandpa Digby, nor Jace joined them.

On Tuesday things got weirder. Mr. Digby drove Dante out on the course, and they came upon a small crowd. 4 were men standing around talking as Mr. Digby and his caddie walked up. Soon all the men were joking.  Dante couldn’t help but stare at one, something about the way he laughed scratched the back of Dante’s brain.

“Jace?” Dante stated. The man standing before him was powerful. Bulging arms, prominent chest, a shelf ass, and thick legs. His jaw had squared, becoming another testament to his masculinity. Everything that was once cute, young, mischievous about Jace had become matured, refined, elegant and tough. The clothes Jace was wearing were the same dark clothes that appeared when he first started growing. Only now it gave him a more regal look among the other men. Everyone went quiet except for Mr. Digby, who was just as confused at the silence.

“Jason is this kid talking to you?” A stranger and the only person Dante hadn’t met spoke first. Dante guessed that the man was another member of the country club.

Mr. Grover broke the silence next, “I told Jason he should start going by his real LEGAL name if he wanted to garner respect.”

“No, it’s okay Mr. Grover. Dante can still call me that.” Jace said patting Dante’s shoulder. Not very affectionate, more like friends.

“I think it would be better If he called you Jason.” Mr. Grover stated.

Mr. Digby cut in, “Mr. Grover while my family and respect your opinion. My son can be called whatever he wishes to be, especially by his boyfriend. It’s not for us to decide.”

That made Dante feel good, at least someone acted like they knew the two were dating.

Finally, Grandpa Digby spoke, “Normally, while I would agree with you son. Mr. Grover is Jason’s sponsor and overlooking his entry into the club. Not to mention the owner of this fine establishment. That I remind you we are also members of.”

Mr. Grover smiled like he had won.

Jace straightened up, “I’ve already told you it’s fine. Respect my decision. Or I don’t need to be a member here.” Dante had finally noticed the air around Jace, or rather Jason changed. That booming voice he had now was only heighted by his figure, both strong and authoritative.

“That’s my boy!” Mr. Digby said proudly on Jason’s far right while Mr. Grover grit is teeth on the far left. Dante recognized just like their standing positions Jason really was somewhere in between the two men. He was open and friendly like his father but had a domineering and powerful presence like Mr. Grover.

“Walk with me.” Mr. Grover took Jason aside as they walked off. The 3 men left resumed with their game, but Dante kept trying to find Jason and Mr. Grover. The two had disappeared. It wasn’t until the group was packing things up for the day that the two returned.

Jace pulled Dante aside, “Mr. Grover wants to take me and my family on a trip for a few days. He said it was real brave standing up to him like that.”

“How long will you be gone?” Dante wasn’t sure about leaving any of the Digby’s with Mr. Grover, but he was just a college freshman. He had no say or power over what these rich people did. They packed up their things and left.

For Dante the day didn’t end there. He still had more work to do. Another older gentleman needed a caddie. The old man was another towering figure, gray hair, but stacked like a body builder. Dante wondered why all the old men in this club were so hot.

Dante sat in the golf cart while the old man drove. “You know I never really approved of my partner or the senior members tactics.”

“I’m sorry, your partner?”

“Mr. Grover,” The old man stated.

“Oh, I didn’t know he had a husband.” Dante said completely serious, but the old man started laughing up a fit. He couldn’t stop. Pulling the cart over he wiped a tear from his eye.

“Thank you, young lad. I needed a laugh like that.” The man straightened himself up. “ I meant business partners. I’m Mr. Edgerton” He offered his hand.

Dante shook it cautiously. “No need to be scared young man, I’m not going to do to you what’s happening to your friend.”  

“Wait, you know what’s happening to Jason?”

“Of course, he’s becoming a man. It is the motto the members use so people want to join.” Mr. Edgerton leaned closer.  “What they don’t tell you is every senior member chooses a nominee and turns them into the man he wants them to be.”

“What?!” Dante shouted. “How? Why?”

“The how doesn’t matter, but the why is obvious. The senior members only want the best as a part of the club. Mr. Grover is no different with his selections. Often that’s the offspring of current members, but some years he goes for newbies. That’s the power of being an owner.”

“Can you stop him? You’re an owner too!”

Mr. Edgerton shook his head. “I can’t, once it’s started. One time in the past I did take on a young man so Mr. Grover wouldn’t get his hands on him. Lad by the Name of Ethan. Young, charming, and kind, I think you know him as Mr. Digby.

“That’s right, you were Mr. Digby’s sponsor?!”  Dante said, “So you changed him too.”

Holding up a stern finger the old man spoke, “That’s where your wrong. Ethan’s old man was desperate to get his son in as a member. Mr. Grover would have gladly changed him. But in turn he would have diminished what made the boy, Ethan.  I mean look around” Mr. Edgerton waved his arm out. “Most of the kids here are destined to end up like their parents so if they grew up faster never concerned me, but Ethan was different. So, I protected him and helped him grow into a proud mature version of himself. I didn’t do this condensed version that my partner loves so much.”

“Wait if you care about Mr. Digby why not protect his son too?”

“My hands were already tied. If Ethan’s father wanted to get in bed with Mr. Grove again that was his problem. Though he acts like I ruined his son. I know he’s secretly happy Ethan’s still the boy he raised. I’m sure Mr. Grover knew this and purposefully had me concerned with another matter.”

“What?”

“You” Mr. Edgerton stated, “He was saying it was time we bring in new blood and diversify our members.” The old man chuckled, “I don’t think he ever expected you to be into men, let alone woo his new target.”

Countless questions were flying through Dante’s head. “But I’m not—

“Different?” Mr. Edgerton finished. “Like I said I prefer a much slower burn. In a few years maybe more. You’ll notice and you’ll be just as strapping and handsome as Jason is now” The old man sighed reaching into his pocket pulling out a letter. “Anyway, all of that was for this.”

Dante was surprised as he was handed an invitation to the induction of new members for the Edge Grove Country Club.

“You’re going to want to wear double underwear or even pack a spare. It’s going to be a hell of a night.” After that the old man refused to answer any more question. Dante was just back to be a regular caddie while the old man enjoyed his game.

The invitation was for Saturday night. Dante had 4 days to figure out a plan. Though Mr. Edgerton told him it was pretty hopeless. Wednesday came by Mr. Edgerton nowhere to be seen. However, Mr. Digby found Dante as usually. When Date asked about his sponsor, Mr. Digby shared Mr. Edgerton came and went as he pleased. That day they played with a group of strange men. All members of the club, all people turned by Mr. Grover.

Dante waited for Jason to show up. Maybe he could snap his boyfriend back to reality with the truth. But Mr. Digby reminded him Mr. Grover took Jason away on a trip.

Fuck.

Thursday was even worse as, Dante met some of the other future members to join the club. They were the sons of current members. Varying in ages from senior high school to senior in college, Mr. Digby was playing around with their fathers. None of the teenagers paid any attention to Dante. Not that he minded their topics flew over his head. Their vacations in Ibiza and Cancun were just unrelatable

Friday didn’t improve as Dante met members who were nominating non-relatives. Thankfully these boys didn’t have that privileged air around them and were more than happy to pass the time talking to Dante.

Then Saturday was here. Dante and Mr. Digby played with a tower of a man that had had baby strapped to him in a baby carrier. They ended up placing the carrier on Dante as the two men played. Dante couldn’t’ even say he was mad about it the baby was very cute, warm green eyes and soft light brown hair. as well-behaved. The baby’s name was JJ and he was a ball of giggles.

Mr. Digby and Dante parted from the man around noon. Everyone was craving lunch. Dante pulled Mr. Digby aside asking him if Jason was okay.

“I would hope so, why?”

“I just haven’t seen him or even heard from him.”

Mr. Digby chuckled, “What do you mean?  You’ve been driving us around all day. You didn’t recognize him?”

“Oh my god he turned Jason into a baby!” Dante covered his mouth. the words came out faster than he realized.

“No silly, he and Mr. Grover’s daughter had the baby,” Mr. Digby corrected. “How could he turn into a baby?” the father chuckled walking off.

Dante was left standing in the foyer of the country club. The brute of the man traveling around with them had been Jason all along. The caddie couldn’t even recognize a hint of boyishness in him. If that happened to Jace over the course of a week, what the hell was going to happen tonight?

The invitation was specific, arriving at 7:00pm. Dante went home to change and came right back. Although he didn’t understand why he had put on two pairs of underwear as instructed. The moment he walked through the door he was found by Mr. Edgerton. Not as many people as he had met during the week were there.

“Where are all the members?” Dante asked.

“The induction is only for senior members and newbies; besides, regular members wouldn’t be able to enjoy tonight anyway. Just think of how Ethan acted around Jason completely oblivious, right?”

Dante wanted to know what exactly was going to happen, but he was soon brought into a hall were all the boys he met were dressed to the nines. Each wanting to show their sponsor off in the best light. There were tables already decked out with dinner plates.

“Where do we sit?” Dante asked.

“Trust me you’d rather stand and watch.” Mr. Edgerton swiped up a drink from a table. He pointed to the table closest to them. A fairly short kid had arrived and was sitting across to his sponsor.

“Men sit up straight.” The sponsor said.

“I am sitting up straight.” The kid whined less than enthusiastic to be here. Regardless, he pretended to fix his posture. Not much he could do there. He was in fact, sitting properly but as he went to move, he grew. His spine seemed to uncoil as the guy shot up from 5’4 to 6’0ft.

“Now isn’t that better.” The sponsor smiled. Now his attendant was wearing clothes that were to small, but neither man drew attention to it.

Mr. Edgerton pointed to a sponsor showing off his neighbor’s kid, one of the people Dante had the pleasure of meeting. The boy’s name was Julian, and his parents weren’t rich at all, but he couldn’t turn down the networking opportunity.

The sponsor stood behind Julian, hands on the boy shoulders. Julian stood awkwardly like a little boy told not to speak. His sponsor was dominating the conversation.

“Julian here played, rugby back in his college days.” The sponsor laughed to the other old men.

The young man decided to cut in, “Actually Mr. Wheler I’m still in college. A junior and I play baseball.” He hoped to correct his sponsor, thinking he was a forgetful old man.

“Trying to relieve the glory day, eh?” Mr. Wheeler said. He reached down and grabbed Julian’s butt. “I guess that explains this fat ass.” Julian bit his lip holding in a moan unaware his ass was gaining muscle and fat as it jiggled in Mr. Wheeler’s palm.

Dante’s cock twitched to life.

Mr. Wheeler went on, “but what about all those stories you told me about crashing into those other muscled men? Then again you were always a thank yourself. Hoggin down food and going to the gym.”  Julian’s stomach exploded snapping the buttons off his dress shirt. The college athlete looked well into 9 months of pregnancy. However, there was no baby contained in that belly only pure muscle. The senior members standing around and even newbies poked at it wanting to feel the solid muscle.

“You know it really is a good thing being around those hairy players caused you to love your own hairy body.” As Mr. Wheeler finished his statement Julian broke out as a dense forest covered his chest, making its way up his neck. The former jock was more of a burly bear now.

Adjusting himself Dante tried hard not to precum in his underwear too soon. He knew this was wrong, but seeing it happen was so hot his cock had to respond. Even balled fist couldn’t stop the constant twitching. He turned to look away and ran hard smack into a body.

Looking up, he spotted a handsome blonde man offering him a hand. It would have been the perfect movie scene if the man wasn’t in a tattered suit. Absolutely decimated. Muscular arms ripped through the selves, having obviously torn them off, tie undone and pants ripped, cock visible through a hole.

Danger flashed in Dante’s mind he was looking at a horse cock as thick as a beer can. The hot dude was saying words, but Dante couldn’t hear.  He’d rather jam his hand through the hole in the man’s pants. The man parted as Mr. Edgerton stepped beside Dante.

“What a shame, I wonder if they just couldn’t hold on.”

“Huh?”

“Look around you. What do you see.?”

Dante did as instruct there were young men, growing, changing and shifting as  conversations in the great hall went on. But There were just as many who were still the same, nothing about them has changed. “What’s going on?”

“It’s a game. A very hard one to play if you can’t control yourself. Unlike Mr. Grover, this is the day when other senior members make the men, they want to join our club. The tweak their bodies and their minds. Some try to see how far they can go without changing the nominee too drastically.”

“What’s too drastically?”

Mr. Edgerton smirked leaning against a wall. “If a senior member hasn’t blown his load, then it’s not far enough. There’s nothing like taking a young man and molding him into a proper man of Edge Grove. The moment he becomes the cream of the crop –There’s nothing like it.”

A shudder traveled through Dante, but his cock wasn’t as offended.

“Anyways they do this until the real showstopper later in the night. If one can hold off till then, it becomes glorious.” Mr. Edgerton’s eyes drifted away. He let Dante head off and get acquainted with the other guests.

Unusual experience didn’t begin to cover it. Dante could be having a nice laugh with another boy only to blink, open his eyes and find a grown man talking down to him.  The former young men never realized their change and would try to continue the conversation, though some only drew up blanks as their sponsors changed too much.

Finally, Mr. Grover made everyone sit. Dante however found himself beckoned to the back of the hall by Mr. Edgerton. They watched as Mr. Grover gave some impassioned speech about the men of the club. Dante thought the speech sounded like horse shit, but the members were eating it up. The real cap of the night had just begun.

Mr. Grover cleared his throat, “Now I’d like to introduce our future member my attendee and son-in- law, Jason Digby!” The members clapped as a lumbering figure made his way up the stage. Dante’s jaw dropped as his cock leaked pre into his underwear.

Jason Digby stood on the stage, or at least a facsimile of him did. The young man Dante had met 2 months ago at the start of the summer had been replaced by a sex god. He wore a black suit and black dress shirt with a gold tie. He was like a fucking emperor. And even bigger than last time morning?  Mr. Grover had clearly not finished his induced puberty.

“Now look everyone. I want a lot of grand kids and I’m sure Jason can make that a reality.” Mr. Grover and the senior members laughed.  

Jason stood with his hands behind his back. He quickly licked his lips to avoid smiling at the compliment but failed. The man on that stage knew he was hot. There probably wasn’t  a woman alive who wouldn’t get pregnant with his seed.

“I’m going to get off the stage so my boy can read a letter to all of our new members.” Mr. Grover walked off stage.

“If our new members could please stand,” Jace instructed as young men shot up from their seats. Dante wondered if he should get closer, but Mr. Edgerton held him back. Jace pulled out a letter from his suit jacket. “A letter from Mr. Grover to all of us. Dear young men, we’re elated to have you all joining us here at Edge Grove. However, there is something you must know. You may come in as boys, but you always leave a man. So, let’s address what makes an Edge Grove man. Well, many women love the height.”

Dante watched as across the room young men started to grow in their suits. The ones who were transformed added a couple more inches. Even on the stage Dante watched Jason’s body stretched closer to the ceiling.

“We keep ourselves in good condition, of course that depends on the sponsor,” Jace read. On cue sponsors started saying how they wanted their attendee to look. The boys started popping out beer guts, and dad bods while others were gifted abs. Regardless it seemed a wave of muscle swept over the room.

Jason continued. “Many people ask, what is the prime age of a new member? Let me tell you: it’s just as young as you feel.” The young men in the room diminished as ages were whispered or in some cases yelled out. Dante looked over to Julian and watched as the young man became thick, barrel chested and as old as his sponsor. His once beautiful hair had fallen out replaced by a salt pepper beard.

“However, what really sets our men apart is this.” Jason reached down a grabbed his crotch shaking it. “Other men wish they had the meat and balls dangling between out legs.” The new men had to spread their legs as their man hoods grew, others ripped their pants off. Nobody standing was left in unruined clothes. Only Dante and Mr. Edgerton looked on, unfazed.

“Here comes the final push.” Mr. Edgerton nodded. Senior members sitting down all had their hands on their pants, rubbing them. Then Dante smelt it. The aroma of pure testosterone and masculinity. It was over whelming and sent his cock into overdrive. The new men were stinking up the place with their pheromones. All of them barely dressed, hunched over on tables, cocks or asses out depending on the strength of their underwear. They smelled themselves too, like a non-contact orgy they were making the others horny. None of them needed to be told to grab their cocks and go to town. They simply did it.

“Now come, Join us. CUM!!!” Jason barked the demand and all the Members started blowing their loads. Some flew in the air hitting other new members and senior members. In the chair the senior members were finally able to release their only loads seeing the men they made.

Dante wasn’t affected by the speech but watching all the hot men cum set him off. He looked into the stage as he soiled his boxers. Jason had grown again due to the speech and his body tried to burst from the suit. Jason’s hands folded behind his back as his eyes locked with Dante’s. He grunted mouth remaining closed, but Dante noticed the twitch in his pants. Jason was cumming silently. It almost looked like he was pissing himself the way the cum ran down his pants leg the spot only growing bigger. In turn that only made Dante cum even harder. Before he passed out.

When Dante woke up, he was sitting at a table with Mr. Edgerton, Jason, and a few other members and their sponsors. While Jason sat there in his now tight suit all the other member around the hall were still in tattered clothing. The hall reeked of cum and yet not a single man addressed the fact they had cum collectively. Instead, they were all talking normally as nothing happened. All the destroyed clothes the members had on began to change and adapt to all the new body types. Jason’s suit simply enlarged to perfectly fit his new frame. Of course, all the new members were just as oblivious to this, but the senior members got a kick out of it.

“Glad to see you’re awake,” Jason smiled as he helped Dante sit up. “I’m sure our speech bored our youngest member.” The men around agreed and laughed, except Mr. Edgerton. The old coot just winked at Dante as Jason went on.

The new Jason had his arm around Dante’s chair, and his body was leaning close to Dante.  Jason’s top buttons were undone as the cleavage of his chest was in the open. Testosterone flowed from that area and hit Dante’s nose like a refined cologne. Dante found himself inching ever so close to the source until his head was resting right up against the left pec.

Coming back to reality Dante pulled away. That was highly inappropriate of him, no doubt Jason would thrash him.  But that didn’t happen.

“Hey if you need to rest feel free to use my chest as a bed.” Jason stated.

“You serious?” Dante said still in a dreamlike haze.

“Hey, we’re all members here.” Jason shared. Dante was too tired to even question it.  Jason undid another button and pulled his chest out. Two beautiful muscle pillows. Dante’s head slowly landed on him, and he motor boated them, before settling in a good position. The other members went on talking with and around Jason as if there wasn’t a college student resting on him. Dante fell asleep to the sound of their chatter.

The next time Dante woke up, it was too the sound of harsh whispering. He poked an eye open to see Mr. Grover and Mr. Edgerton arguing. Turing his head slightly up he found Jason had also drifted to sleep. The hall was empty, members new and old having vacated it post induction ceremony.

“I just don’t understand what I did wrong,” Mr. Grover said, while his partner could be heard laughing.

“Guess you couldn’t get all his soft spot towards Dante”. Edgerton retorted. “But I don’t think that’s a bad thing. Just look at them. Don’t they look sweet.” He nodded his head at Jason and Dante sleeping.

Dante snapped his eyes close, last thing he wanted was to be caught awake. He peeked it open slightly to still see what was happening.

“This is your fault!” Mr. Grover stated, pointing a finger at his partner.

“Me?”

“Whatever you did undo it! I will not have a son-in-law cheating on my daughter! I refuse.” Mr. Grover was angry now.

Mr. Edgerton pulled out a chair and sat down. “You know that’s not how this works. How many years have I been telling you, that if you try to change a person’s core eventually, you’ll run into someone who’ll fight back.” His tone was just as harsh and relayed he was not in the mood for Mr. Grover temper tantrum. “You’re the one that chose him. Now you finally have a macho straight son-in-law. If his only flaw is that he’s a little close to his boyfriend, who you stole him from, it’s still a win for you. If you made him straight, He won’t go fucking around. That’s not what you need to worry about.”  Mr. Edgerton leaned forward, placing his hands together. “You should be worried that Dante doesn’t come and beat your ass the moment his transformation is finished because… boy is he going to be a big one.”

“How would he even know? You told him, didn’t you!” Mr. Grover fired back.

“Nope, this one is all on you. You’ve been getting sloppy with when you transform people.” There was a long silence and Mr. Grover stomped away.

Dante laid on Jason’s chest listening to the man’s breathing. Even though he knew his transformation would take a few years, was he going to get bigger than Jason? If so, what kind of punishment would he dish out on Mr. Grover? Dante nuzzled his former boyfriend. At least he had some years to think it over.