NOTE: Doggy Juju's thoughts are in \\//..

“Jayce, what’s going on?” Lance asked, becoming nervous when JC just stared at the naked man in shock.

JC stared, looking at the man from head to toe and shaking his head. “He’s . . . that’s . . . tell me it’s not.” JC demanded, turning to Joey with a pleading look.

Joey chuckled at JC’s reaction to Juju. “Oh I’m afraid it’s exactly what you’re thinking my friend.”

“But how?” JC asked.

“Wow Joe, I look even better now. I’m hot! Look at me.” Juju said, caressing his chest as he spoke.

Joey laughed, ruffling Juju’s wild curly locks. “Yeah, you’re hot.” He said, humoring his newly human friend.

JC looked from Joey to Juju and back again. “That’s my . . . that’s Juju how did that happen? How do we get him back to normal?”

“No way!” Lance exclaimed.

“That’s the dog?” Chris asked.

Juju flung himself at JC, wrapping his arms around his neck and his legs around his waist. JC staggered under the weight. He sat on the bed with Juju in his arms because he wouldn’t let go.

“No, no, no you can’t make me a dog again. I became human just for you.” Juju cried, burying his face in JC’s neck and squeezing him tighter with his arms and legs.

JC tried prying Juju’s arms from around his neck, Juju just held on tighter. “What do you mean you became human for me?” He asked, squirming uncomfortably with the naked man sitting in his lap.

“I did it so we can be together.” Juju said, wrapping his legs tighter around JC and licking his neck.

JC groaned, trying to dislodge the naked man once again. “Loosen up or get off, I can’t breath.” He said, tugging at the arms around his neck.

“What is going on?” Lance shouted, elbowing Chris who was laughing like a mad man.

Joey turned to Lance and rolled his eyes. “Lance meet Juju. Juju meet Lance.” He said.

Juju raised his head from JC’s shoulder and smiled at Lance. “Hi Lance.”

“Hi Ju . . . ugh, I can’t keep calling him that. It’s too weird. I keep expecting to see the dog when I call him that.” Lance said, dropping into a chair and burying his head in his hands.

JC brushed Juju’s hair out of his face, trying to see around his head. “Shit, this is too fucked up. I suppose he needs another name.” He said.

“I’ve already got another name. My new name is Justin.” Juju said, smiling as he ran his fingers through JC’s hair.

JC swatted at Juju’s hands. “Justin? Why Justin?” He queried.

Juju shrugged, “I like it, it sounds sexy. I’m sexy.”

“JC what are we going to do?” Lance asked, looking at JC but trying to avoid gazing at the naked man in JC’s lap.

JC sighed, “Keep him I guess. What else can we do?” He asked, in defeat.

“I’m hungry.” Chris announced.

Joey jumped up from his seat next to JC and Juju. “Me too, let’s go somewhere.”

Lance stood slowly following them to the door. “We’ll meet back here in a half-hour. Find him some clothes.” He said, waving his hand in Juju’s direction.

“Ok, let go of me now. Everybody else is gone. We aren’t sending you away.” JC said, again trying to pry Juju off of him.

Juju gave JC a sad look. “But why do I have to get off? You said you’d keep me.” He pouted.

“Juj . . . Justin, you can stay with me for now, but I can’t go around with a naked man hanging all over me. I need to get some clothes for you.” JC said, soothingly stroking Juju’s hair.

Juju gave a disappointed sigh. “I don’t want to wear clothes.”

“Why not? Everybody wears clothes.” JC said, shuffling through his suitcase looking for clothes.

“I’m hot. I don’t want clothes. I look good like this.” Juju said, running his hands over his body.

JC sighed. “You have to wear clothes. Everybody else is.” He said, throwing a pair of jeans and a plain black t-shirt in Juju’s direction.

JC walked over to Juju and picked up the shirt. He handed it to Juju. Juju shook his head no. JC sighed in exasperation as Juju began touching his body again.

“Fine, I’ll do it then. You are going to wear clothes.” JC said, determination evident in his eyes.

JC pulled the t-shirt over Juju’s head. Juju placed his hand on JC’s chest, lightly touching all over. His hand slowly ran down to JC’s stomach as JC pushed his other arm into a sleeve. JC pulled the hand off his stomach and shoved it into the other sleeve. Juju’s free hand slid slowly across JC’s hip and cupped his crotch.

JC jumped back away from Juju. “What are you doing?” He gasped, backing further away as Juju approached.

“I just wanted to see if yours feels like mine.” Juju stated, stopping in front of JC.

JC swatted the hand away as it came at him again. “You can’t just go around grabbing dicks. That’s a good way to get yourself killed.” JC said, rolling his eyes as Juju began to pout.

JC motioned for Juju to lift his leg. Juju lifted his leg and JC guided his foot into a pant leg. They repeated the process with the second foot. JC pulled the jeans up. He was reaching to fasten them as Juju grabbed his hand.

“Well you feel mine then.” Juju ordered, placing JC’s hand on his dick.

JC tried pulling away but Juju had his hand covered with his own. “Let go of my hand.” JC demanded.

“I will, but first tell me if it feels like yours.” Juju said, moving JC’s hand along the length of his burgeoning erection.

JC wrapped his free hand around Juju’s wrist, attempting to release his other hand. Juju moaned as he continued to move JC’s hand up and down his cock. There was a knock on the door. Juju jumped, releasing JC as he turned and frowned at the door. JC rushed to open the door.

“Hey, are you guys ready?” Lance asked, peering past JC and into the room.

Chris peeked over Lance’s shoulder and past JC. He began laughing and pointing hysterically. “Jayce, why’s he jerking off in the middle of the room?” He wheezed, tears running down his face.

JC slammed the door on his friends. He strode over to Juju and slapped his hand away from his erection. “You don’t do that in front of people.” He admonished.

“But, you never made me stop when I licked myself.” Juju said, reaching for his dick again.

JC grabbed his wrist, halting his movement. “You were a dog then. You can’t reach to lick yourself now anyway.” He said, adding under his breath, “and if you can lick yourself now I’d like to see that.”

He spun around as he heard a burst of laughter behind him. Chris was rolling on the floor laughing and holding his stomach. Lance looked slightly horrified and Joey smirked.

“It feels good. Don’t you do it?” Juju asked, frowning as JC pulled his t-shirt down over his crotch.

JC groaned. “Of course I do it. I just don’t do it in front of everyone.”

“Thank god for that.” Lance retorted, dropping into a chair.

Juju ignoring JC’s reprimand dropped the pillow and wrapped his hand around his shaft. “Does it get hard like this because it feels good?” He inquired, moaning as he squeezed lightly.

Lance and Joey joined Chris in laughter.

JC groaned, running his fingers through his hair in exasperation. “Yes, it gets hard when it feels good.” He said, slapping Juju’s hand.

“It gets hard when I look at you and think about you.” Juju stated, smiling proudly at JC.

“Shut up or get out!” JC shouted, glaring at his laughing friends.

“Ok, umm yeah if you see something you like it might get hard. You still can’t touch it in front of people though.” JC said, nearly shouting in frustration.

Juju grabbed JC’s hand. “Well you touch it for me then.” He said, pulling JC toward him.

“What? NO! Stop it Ju . . . Justin!” JC growled, jerking his hand out of Juju’s hold.

Juju sighed, “Well, come here then.” He said, heading toward the bathroom and motioning for JC to follow him.

“What for?” JC queried, eyeing Juju suspiciously.

“You can touch me in here so we aren’t in front of people.” Juju informed JC.

“I’m not touching you. You do it yourself. In there. Hurry up.” JC said, falling onto the bed and burying his face in a pillow.

Justin frowned. “But you like touching me.” He said, sitting onto the bed next to JC.

JC slowly pulled the pillow off of his face. “Excuse me?” He asked.

“You like touching me.” Juju reiterated.

“And how did you come up with this brilliant deduction?” JC asked dryly.

Juju reached out and ran a finger over JC’s jean clad dick. “Yours is hard too.”

Chris, Lance, and Joey roared with laughter at the horrified look on JC’s face.

TBC