Bodybuilder Billy's quads really are quad.
“Hey Billy, wake up,” I whispered, not wanting to startle him out of his sleep.
“What?” came his sleepy reply.
“I have to tell you about this dream I had before I forget it. It was about you!”
“Cool,” he said, his hand squeezing my shoulder and the muscles on his arm tightening as he snuggled closer to me.
“I was dreaming I grew four legs for you, like you always wanted me to, and you were loving it,” he said, his boner growing as it pressed against my side. “It was so real; I can still feel my four legs. I had four quads and I was flexing them and turning you and me on.”
My boner got really hard and I turned on my side to face him, holding his body to mine, loving his muscles against mine.
“That's amazing,” I said. “I was having the same dream. You were shoving your four legs against me and were about to wrap all four of them around me. Damn it was sexy!”
“Dude, it's true,” Billy said. “Makes me want to wrap them all around you so you're mine, all mine,” he laughed, and we instinctively worked together to let him get those big hot dudes around me.
“Mmmmmm, Billy, you feel like you really do have four legs. I'm like helpless and you're totally surrounding me, dude.” I was amazed; his massive legs were hard as rocks but so warm and gentle around my waist and my own huge bodybuilder's legs. I knew it was because I had just been dreaming of him with four legs, but it really felt like he had four of them around me.
“I know, man; I think I do have four legs. I'm squeezing your waist with them, right? Now I'm squeezing your quads. Now I'm squeezing your waist and your quads. Is that cool or what?”
“Damn, Billy, I think we're still dreaming,” I said, running my hands down along his torso and feeling the rock-hard legs that embraced my waist. But as I felt around the legs to his ass, my hands found a second rock-hard pair of thighs snuggled up to the first pair, squeezing my own thighs. I was about to cream, but not believing my dream had come true.
“Billy, let me get the light.” Billy was asleep again, his handsome face buried in the crook of my neck and trapezoid where he liked to snuggle it, his arms heavy around me. His boner could sleep wide awake, just like always, next to mine, fully huge and aroused even when his body slept. Both our boners were huge, and mine was aching to come.
“Billy, let me get the light,” I said.
“Mmmmm,” he said, snuggling closer to me. “I like your body,” he said, eyes closed, smiling, squeezing me with his arms and what felt like four huge legs.
“You turn me on and make me want to wrap my four legs around you,” he said, drifting off to sleep again. “Billy, I think you really do have four legs—I'm feeling them with my hands. I gotta turn the light on just to see if this is real or if I'm dreaming. Billy?” He smiled and writhed against me, burying his lips on one of my nipples and caressing it with his tongue. My nipple aroused at once and I almost swooned. His powerful, sleek neck delivered his face to my other nipple, and he kissed and tongue-loved it, mashing his face into my heavy pec. I was loving it. “It's sexy holding you in my four legs, makes me want to have sex with you twice.”
I had to squeeze and hold him in the worst way and I wanted to make love to him, but I had to reach the light, which I couldn't in his quadruple leg-lock, and he was weakening my will with his embraces and kisses, but I had to see!
Presently, Billy's breathing became slow and deep, and I felt his massive arm muscles relax around me as his wonderful body slipped into sleep. His torso turned so his upper body lay on his broad back, the beautiful pectoral muscles and the nipples of his huge chest rising and falling gently with his deep breaths. His legs also relaxed heavily around me, and I lay there enjoying his nearness, running my hands over the huge, beautifully sculpted leg muscles. The legs were so warm and firm and huge under my hands, and heavy. They rested around me and in the slumber of Billy's body they lay on each other; my hands found four of them. By carefully turning my own body I could smooth myself into a better position to view them, and I did.
I slid slowly among them, moving down closer to them, feeling their gentle fragrant warmth and scent as I slowly pulled the blankets off of them, baring in the dim moonlight of the window four of the most beautiful male bodybuilders' legs I have ever seen. It wasn't a dream. Billy's massive and beautiful hind legs were snuggled warmly up against his front legs, muscle against muscle, his four handsomely shaped male feet comfortably piled against each other. I was thinking I could reluctantly escape Billy's four-legged leglock and then begin to worship that body, perhaps running my tongue across the soles of his four large, muscular feet, as I admired his gorgeous boytaur body, the contours of the hugely bugling muscles of his torso, arms, and the long, gentle swell of his four beautiful legs, outlined by the pale light of the moon. And licking his four handsome male feet might wake him up and convince him that boytaur sex might be a good idea. Like, right now.