As the wedding day approached for the two buff lovebirds, they had realized that most clothing wasn’t going to fit them anymore, so they were going to have to find a personal tailor tuxedo store. It took some looking and asking, but their efforts were paid off with a reputable store willing to do it.

The bell rang as they entered the shop, and a nice looking male primate, possibly ape, came up to see them. It looked to be the shop owner, and he was excited in more ways than one. “Hello, Gary and Storm! We’ve been expecting you!”
Gary shook their hand. “We’re just glad you want to help us out. Most everyone else said no.”
The shop owner smiled. “They think it’ll be a waste of time and resources, and are just too scared to go up for a daunting task. But we are ready to serve you and make you both look fabulous on your wedding day.”
Storm purred. “We’ll do our best to keep still for you guys. Should be just like posing.”
The shop owner chuckled as he turned and beckoned them to follow. “Oh, please. Feel free to do whatever you want. It’ll be like a private competition, heh.”

Gary and Storm followed, a little curious as to what the guy meant as they went towards the back, having to squeeze through a doorway just a bit smaller than they were by now. On the other side, at least 10 male primate workers were waiting in a line, ready to work. What was interesting was that they wore nothing but lanyards saying they worked at this clothes makers, so their varying sized cocks and lean bodies were out for the duo of bodybuilders to see. Their cocks twitched quite a bit at seeing their work today, and the shopkeeper was in agreement as he stripped naked too, showing his nice looking body for the guys.

The shopkeeper smirked. “I hope it doesn’t bother you that we work like this?”
Storm immediately knew what was happening, and started stripping entirely naked, his cocks bouncing up when he got off his speedo. “Of course not. Accurate measurements ARE important, heh he.”
The shark stroked his dicks a bit, which got a chorus of moans from the men, their cocks perking up harder.
Gary finally got the point and stripped down naked too, showing off his own beefy frame. “Wow, for once, someone’s going to worship me!”
Storm chuckled and ribbed Gary in his right pectoral. “Now you’ll know how I felt when you did it to me.”
The store owner clapped his hands together, getting his workers into focus. “Okay, boys! Let’s get measuring!”

A collective ‘YEAH!’ came from the men, before they pulled out the various tools of their work and went towards the bodybuilders. Rather than using rolling stairs to climb the duo that were twice their size, they went the obvious route of just wrapping tails and limbs around their tree-trunk like legs and climb up that way. Of course, as they climbed, their dicks were rubbing against fox fur and shark scales, both very rough and course surfaces for male genitalia. The primates moaned, but they were very skilled at this, able to work hard while hard. By the time they reached the buff duo’s shoulders, pre was spurting from their dicks and bathing the bodybuilders’ muscles, making them start to shine and stand out.

Storm smirks. “You boys like what you see?” The monkeys nod in response to his question. “Before you go on, why not see… THIS!!!”

Storm growls playfully and does a double bicep curl. This made all his biceps, triceps, and even his pecs get incredibly veiny and showing off the contours of his muscles, and even guiding the pre down those channels. A humongous mirror was in front of them, allowing the primates to see the show from their standing. They hoot and holler, before moaning and just nutting themselves right then and their. What didn’t land on the floor or themselves ended up on the shark’s body, and enhanced the shapes of his flexed muscles.

Gary did not want to be outdone and did the same, making his workers spurt their seed onto the fox’s fur, matting and clumping it together in sticky bunches. Even the owner got a good spurt of cum out, just masturbating to the sight.

There was no cooldown for their boners, as working on the mountain of muscles was a lot of hard work. They took measurements of everything, both muscles relaxed and muscles flexed. If they weren’t writing something, they took a moment to squeeze at the powerful meat that didn’t budge too much to their strength. Pre, and later cum, would be shot and rubbed into the muscles, leaving the buff pros white with primate seed from head to toe. Armpits and crotches were licked of their hairy, musky stenches as well, eliciting many moans from the workers. It was very tangy on their tongues, and so good to enjoy.

Gary and Storm weren’t left out from the seed shooting, as the lean workers met up on their dicks at the end and started to massage the bodybuilders’ cocks. Their furry tails and talented hands felt up every vein and bulge in their cocks, getting every inch pleasured. They soon shot waves of seed onto the monkeys and their warehouse, blushing at the big mess.

Storm blushes red in the cheeks. “Heh he, sorry about your warehouse.”
Gary nodded, blushing too. “Yeah! We didn’t mean to.”
The store owner smirked, licking his face of seed. “Ah, no sweat! This is normal! Besides, we can clean this up in a jiffy!” He claps his hands and gets his workers’ attention. “Okay, boys! Let’s clean this up!”

The workers nod and put their faces to the beef and started licking and eating up the cum they all shot out. They were like living vacuum cleaners, leaving no spot dirty of cum. Soon, the place shined and sparkled like new, the workers burping with bulged bellies.

Gary gasped, his eyes twinkling. “Wow! So efficient!”
Storm nods. “I hope we didn’t leave your workers too fat.”
The store keeper shakes his head no, smiling with a bit of a belly too. “Nah, we got super high metabolisms. It’ll be gone in an hour. Now, with all our data, we can make your clothes. You’ll see them in two days time, just in time for your wedding.
Storm murrs, grabbing and putting on his clothes. "Perfect! I assume we pay you now?”
The shopkeeper shook his head. “Consider it on the house for being your biggest fans, heh. Just tell us to your friends, 'K?”
Gary nods, dressed pretty fast. “We will. But still, please accept this.” He grabbed his wallet and gave the ape a $2000 tip.
The shopkeeper blushes and takes it. "God, you two are as saintly as you are buff. Please come again for all your tailoring needs!“
Gary and Storm nod. "We will!”

—–

As promised, the day of the wedding arrived along with their tuxedos. With the help of their bridesmaids, which were gay friends of theirs, they soon huffed and groaned themselves into their perfectly fitting suits. It fit just right, showing their buff bodies underneath without ripping.

Storm chuckled. “It’s perfect.”
Gary nodded in agreement. “I hope they received our tickets to the wedding, since they deserved to come for this.”
Storm nodded, but they had no time to chat further as it was their time to get married.

A rock version of the usual wedding them plays from a band they hired for the occasion as they come out of a tent on the beach, all gussied up. However, it wasn’t the usual beach venue couples would choose for their wedding. It was, of course, being held right at Muscle Beach, with exercise equipment and benches as the 'chairs’ and most other exercising tools as the decorations. Most of their bodybuilder friends were here to celebrate the occasion, along with many of their gay friends and even the primate tailors who helped them. All-in-all, it was a pretty full party on the beach.

The band stops playing once the guys reach the altar, where the minister waits, smiling. He too was a friend of theirs that they met at various gyms they’ve went to. He was excited to help ordain this wedding. “We are gathered here today to officiate this marriage between Gary and Storm. I am pretty certain there are no objections to these two not being wed?”
The crowd is silent, and in smiles. As the shark and fox go through the motions of the ceremony, repeating the priests’ words and saying 'I do.’, they are locked in eye contact, smiling and not even noticing much else. They hold their hands together nice and tight.
The minister finishes, chuckling a bit. “Then with the power vested in me, I officiate you dudebro and dudebro. You may now kiss.”
They didn’t need to be told twice to lock their lips together in tender embrace, planting a sweet kiss on each others lips. Everyone cheers once they do.

The band starts playing again, now being more of a soundtrack for working out as everyone starts working out with the equipment. It was agreed by everyone to pump iron for good luck to the happy couple. Storm and Gary chuckled however, as they had a different reason for doing so. It was already a sunny day at the beach, and everyone was wearing cotton, dark clothing. Of course, that means that sweat production was going to be in overdrive. And they knew that their sweat was going to ooze hormones into the salty beach air…

The fox and shark were at the center of the whole party, and started working out hard, making their bodies feel real hot on the inside. Once they felt the sweat beads forming, it was only going to be a matter of time before their musky armpits and crotches would be caught by the gentle breeze to everyone else’s noses. As their friends smelled it, they started groaning as they felt their lust increase, boners starting to form in their tight pants.

Gary and Storm murrred as they smelled each other and put down their weights, and clasped their sweaty hands together. With a slow dance playing from the band, who were hard as well, they started twirling around on the sand, tossing their musky selves around. Sometimes they would slam together in a musky embrace, blowing out plenty of hormones to make their guests even more hot and bothered. The fox would grind his growing erection on the shark’s, to both make their dick bulges more pronounced and to pull out even more musk and sweat from their smelly crotches. They soon stopped dancing when they heard the last of everyone giving up on working out, and deciding to rub their hard-ons.

Gary chuckled. “I think we’re going to take this party somewhere more private, if that’s alright everyone.”
Storm murred, feeling their own hard erections tenting in their dress pants. “Yeah, it’s time for our honeymoon, heh he.”

Their audience groaned and waved them off, and soon watched them leave to their hotel. They then smirk, and rush for the hotel too, as they had all worked together on an devious plan of their own…

—–

Both buff dudes were kissing and hugging their way through the tight halls, bumping things with their thick rumps, and got through the door when they started moaning sweet into each other’s wet mouths.

Storm purred playfully, his tail flicking. “I can’t wait to fuck you as your husband now.”
Gary’s tail wags around happily. “Uh-huh! Our first couple sex… and I’m so fucking hard.”
Storm giggles. “So am I. Now let’s get these clothes off…”
Storm grunted and groaned as he performed his hardest flex yet… but then got surprised when he noticed he was still clothed. “What? That usually rips most of my clothes to shreds.”
Gary grunted as he tried to do the same, to a similar failure. “M-maybe the tailors were too good, and made the material too supportive of our frames.”
Storm groaned. “Crap… guess we’ll have to do it the normal way then. Can you help me?”
The shark turned backwards to let Gary use the zipper on the back to help them peel free, and Gary did try to use it… but his fingers were too big for the zipper. Storm found a similar problem with the front buttons that were too small to finger with.
Gary groaned. “Oh no… Can we even get anything off?”
Their belts were very tight around their waist and the button of their pants too small anyway. All they could successfully do was unzip their pants… but their dicks couldn’t come out as they were wearing very tight briefs to enhance their boners.
Gary was the first to whine in horny displeasure. “Aw, man! I’m so fucking horny and we can’t even have sex!”

–Meanwhile, in a separate hotel room, the various guests of the wedding laughed heartily together as they saw the bodybuilders struggling to get free, massaging their boners. They had put their cameras to film the chaos for their horny amusement, knowing full well their clothes had parts too small for their hands. It was going to be a hell of a show to see them escape this situation.–

Storm took a moment to rack his brain for an idea, and one soon came. He decided to get on his hands and knees and start licking at Gary’s boner.
Gary blushed and moaned a bit as he felt the wet lick. “W-what are you doing?”
Storm murred. “Maybe I can bite your underwear off with a bit of saliva?”
Gary moaned a bit as the shark licked more. “Okay, just be careful of my dick.”
Storm: “No problem at all.”

Once he got it good and wet, Storm began to try and sink his teeth into the fox’s underwear. Surprisingly, even for his sharpened teeth, they could not penetrate the tough fabric they were made of. However, it did have a curious side effect that it hit Gary’s pleasure centers around the tip of his dick, making him spurt a load of precum. The clear liquid was able to pass through the fabric easily and land in the shark’s mouth, making him moan as his lust shot up even higher.

Gary moaned out “Ooooh… don’t stop, baby. If you continue doing that, I might just nut a huge load.”
Storm murred as he licked again. “And we might just be able to escape…”

Storm continued to nibble and bite at his partner’s tip, which made them moan up a storm. With increasing lust, Gary started to hump into his partner’s mouth, making his tent get the full row of shark teeth. It poked all the right places, making his cock spurt even more pre until it finally just started shooting thick ropes of cum. While most other underwear would just make the hot load just spatter and cover this fabric and stain it, this one seemed to be made out of something that let the seed pass right on by into the awaiting mouth of the shark. Storm moaned as he swallowed load after load of heavy seed from his mate’s dick until no more spurted out.

Storm moaned as he got up and panted, having cum on his teeth. "Holy shit, that was hot. I’m starting to be unable to think…“
Gary moaned, his dick staying hard. "Yeah, me too… I wonder if this fabric only allows cum to pass through them?”
Storm nodded. His gut bulged out a bit, but his belly could be lots bigger. "It seemed so. Maybe we could try to work around it that way?“
Gary murred. "I guess we’re going to fuck like out lives depend on it.”

–As Gary returned the underwear sucking favor to Storm, the wedding guests in the other room spurted their first nuts all over themselves, groaning and murring as they smell each others various scents and just keeping fully aroused from the image playing on their television. By the time they cooled off, Gary was eating Storm’s loads.–

Gary got up and panted, his teeth and tongue off-white as well. “T-that was good… but we’re barely going to grow at this rate. We need something more…”
Storm was quiet, lost in horny thoughts. He did hear his mate, but couldn’t form any words. He was more focused on Gary, and noticed the fox’s hard nipples.
Gary noticed. “Storm, what are you looking at?”

The shark didn’t need much push to do the first thing that came to mind, which was sucking on one of his stiff nipples. Storm gave in to his lust, sucking and nibbling on it like it was a cock. The fox’s nipple could barely handle such pleasurable actions on it, and start lactating a male version of breast milk. It tasted like musk, sweat, testosterone and cum, all rolled into one while liquid. They had gained this fluid when they grew into this size, a sort of muscle evolution. It was delicious to drink, and there was plenty to guzzle down from the fox’s two nozzles. By the time he was done, Storm’s gut was much more expanded and filled. Of course, Gary wasn’t going to be outdone…

–Everyone back in their guest suite was masturbating and cumming all over each other, and were kissing and making out in the lust filled room. Watching the show was only driving everyone mad, wanting to just fuck out their feelings.–

By the time their tits were dry, Storm and Gary could barely form thoughts anymore and starting making out much more aggressively. Drool spilled from their tongues sloshing and smacking against each other and going down their mouths and necks. Their cum filled guts were soon processed and their bodies instantly understood where to put the growth serum… right to their cocks and balls. A satisfying sound filled the air, the sound of fabric tearing as their packages increased in sizes unseen before. Past ones were only an inch or two in growth, while this growth made their cocks go to the size of baseball bats, and their balls larger than beach balls that were overinflated 3 times over. The fabric couldn’t handle the new size, tearing and ripping after going too taut in the cracks of their legs. Their crotch cloth fell down onto the floor, and let their new rockets and boosters hang out nice and free.

Of course, seeing their throbbing tools just drove the bodybuilders into a mad lust, tackling each other with a mighty slam that shook the windows and could be felt by the guest voyeurs, who fell over from the shockwave. Not that it mattered, as now everyone, big and small alike, just ravaged into each other in fits of passion, dicks grinding all over each others bodies. For Gary and Storm, they basically smashed up the whole room until their grinding led them to extreme dicking around on the bed, and spurting seed wherever they pleased. They ate whatever came into their mouths if they weren’t making out like mad.

One had to give credit to the primate tailors, who were on an orgy with each other, as not even the extremely hot friction of muscles grinding along muscles were burning the tuxedos. Biceps hit biceps, sweaty pecs hit sweaty pecs, thick thighs grind along thick thighs, and the fabric was only making the bodybuilders sweat and release even more hormones into and onto each other.

Eventually, their creaming cocks found the sweet spot of tight fabric clenched in by their buttholes and started pounding in there. As would be expected, their beefy dicks soon made the fabric taut enough and broke right through. Their buns of steel spread apart to accept their mate’s piston(s) and started fucking and cumming in the other.

With their increased cum production, filling the other beefy fellow was quick and easy, and soon surpassed their older flings. Since they were still making out, their bellies were quickly processing cum as fast as they spewed it. Their bodies flexed together, their veins pumping hard and thick along their muscles, and started to grow in their tuxedos. Their veins soon started stretching the fabric along their patters, soon becoming a tight second skin on their beefy frames. It was getting tighter and tighter, slowly starting to give. A rip in the underarm here, an exposed back muscle with a tear there. The fabric grew taut and strained and then quiet, until…

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The tuxedo tore along their sides like a banana being peeled, exposing a quarter of their sides each as gravity pulled the suit down, and their bodies grinding against each other pulling off the rest. Now that they were naked, their meaty bodies slapped against each other over and over again. It almost like watching a close quarter wrestling match with how handsy they were with other. Sweat flew with each hit, and got even crazier with sniffing each other’s musky pits and licking them of their scent.

It was no surprise that the whole entire floor of the hotel was filled with lovemaking couples of all sexes doing it. It was helped by Gary and Storm’s lust spilling into the vents into the other rooms to give everyone a boost of passion and want to just do it till their bodies couldn’t do it no more. And for the voyeurs, they covered the entire room with a nice coating of cum until they fell over from tiredness and laid in their mess. The fox and the shark were the last to drain out their desires, cuddling and snuggling into each other’s warm, sticky body before falling asleep.