David had invited Angela to a community gathering, figuring that since she was so curious about shifter life, maybe she could see how it worked. They drove out on the long island expressway, past the bedroom communities, into long island proper. She loved the house, which was on a small alcove near the ocean. They parked to the side of the large house, and as they walked in she was struck by the quiet wealth and privilege. The hedges were impeccable, the art was modern but expensive, and the wood floors were polished to a dark sheen. They entered a high ceilinged side room, and when she looked to the through the floor to ceiling glass doors there was a lovely Olympic size pool. A party was going on in the pool, and there were at least ten perfect, gorgeous young black men in and around the pool. They were playing volleyball in the pool, and as she walked closer she realized. They were naked.
She and David walked through the door. Her heart was beating, and she was getting wet just looking at all the man candy. These boys were muscular, well groomed, tall, and naked. David explained that they were all friends of his from New York, who he took it upon himself to groom and develop. As Angela and David walked down the stairs, the boys turned to look at them. They all said hi to David, and they came out of the pool to speak to Angela and David. She got a chance to look closer. She was blinded by the choice. Tall, fit, muscular, chocolate, bronze, deep ebony, a full range of colors. Cut, thick, long, a full range of cocks. This was insane. Then she saw him. Six foot six of bronze god, with a tight little waist, six pack abs, broad shoulders, and short curly hair. He was circumcised, with a cock as big as a deodorant can. Unlike the others though, he was hard. Angela simply could not turn her eyes away from his penis. It was huge, veiny, and alive. She wanted to touch it.
"I see you've met the family."
"Yes I have. I'm Angela."
"John. I think you are overdressed."
