Chapter 7 - Geno-type pt. 7

Jake groaned as he shoved Tyler off of him, and climbed out of bed. Once he was fully upright he could feel more of Tyler’s spunk leak out of him and run down his legs. It still felt nice and warm. There was a lot in there; not surprising, seeing how much Tyler came earlier when Jake sucked him off. Jake was actually surprised that his stomach didn’t look more bloated; it would probably take days to fully clean out.

Jake’s ass was sore. Very sore. All the muscles in his butt been stretched far beyond their previous max. It hurt, but it was not a bad kind of hurt. It was as if he had worked those muscles long and hard at the gym. Jake had only been to the gym a few times, but he knew the feeling well. Tyler would occasionally try and get Jake to come along with him. Try to get some meat on his bones or something. Last time Jake went he did some bench presses. He only managed a third of Tyler’s weight, and yet, he still ached for a week afterwards. Jake wouldn’t be at all surprised if that’s how long it took him to recover from this, too.

Not only was Jake’s ass sore, but it was incredibly loose, too. His muscles were having trouble regaining their composure after being stretched so thin and plowed into jelly. He couldn’t even clench properly. It felt like his hole was lined with silly putty instead of actual muscle tissue; very sore silly putty.

Jake ran his fingers around the edge of ring trying to survey the damage. He easily slipped his pointer and middle fingers of both hands in; his asshole couldn’t even muster basic resistance. Once inside he massaged the inside muscles. He dug his fingertips in and rubbed the insides of the muscles in a circular motion. Once Jake felt like his innards were willing to cooperate he worked the lining in different directions; he pulled the sides farther apart and then massaged around the ring in a circular motion. He inched his way upwards around the edge until the fingers from both hands met at the twelve o’clock position. He then reversed the process until both hands met at the opposite end.

This was what Jake needed. It felt like stretching after a long, hard, run. Jake felt the same soothing pain as if he was stretching after a long, hard, workout. He worked the cramps and kinks out of his sphincter in much the same way one would work the cramps out of their calves. As Jake worked the hole more and more of Tyler’s pent up jizz flooded out. Jake’s hands were quickly coated in the stuff. Jake could do this for hours, and he felt his cock begin to stir to life again. He wanted to bring himself to completion yet again, but he knew that by now they probably only had around ten minutes to get cleaned up.

Jake staggered off to the bathroom. His semi swung heavily from side to side as Tyler’s cum continued to seep out of his ass. Jake was leaving a trail behind him as he trudged on. Somewhere in the back of his mind he couldn’t help but feel sorry for whoever had this misfortune of having to clean all this up.

Tyler was finally rolling out of bed himself as Jake got to the bathroom door. Tyler ached all over as well. He had had three massive orgasms during the span of the day; not counting all the little ones during the course of the night. Despite this his cock was already ready to go again, and his balls were full and heavy. A nice hot shower would help soothe his poor muscles, and he knew he could not go down to dinner looking like he currently did.

He had dry caked on cum all up the front of his chest and the side of his face. None of it his this time. Jake had been so coated with his own seed that his upper body was all but laminated in it. When Tyler passed out on top of Jake, much of it rubbed off onto Tyler. Part of Tyler wanted to leave it on, in some kinky way it was like having a bit of his boyfriend with him at all times. He ran that thought through his mind again. He still couldn’t get over it. They were officially boyfriends now.

He crept up beside Jake who was standing in front of the mirror, surveying the damage. Tyler leaned in close and kissed Jake on the cheek. Tyler could taste the Jake’s salty sweat on his skin as well as a salty bitter tinge of the dried on cum. Now that Tyler could see Jake clearly under the halogen bathroom lights he could see just how thick the coating on him was. It made Tyler’s second hand spooge look paltry in comparison.

Jake’s face was particularly hard hit. The caked on cum had already begun to flake and peel, making his face look like it was covered in a mixture of Vaseline and chalk. Jake’s hair was equally messy. Tyler began to laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Jake asked with only mild indignation.

Tyler was still giggling and he put his pointer finger up to either side of his lips. “Aren’t you going to tell me how you got those scars?”

Jake playfully shoved Tyler “We can’t go down looking like this. We should get cleaned up.” Jake’s whole upper body was coated. Some of heavier hit areas were still a little goopy. He couldn’t help but think that he look like a Scooby Doo villain; the phantom cumbeast from Uranus.

“Way ahead of you.” Tyler said as he walked into the shower. Tyler’s bathroom had a large walk in shower stall. He turned back to Jake, and leaned on the door frame seductively. “We should probably shower together.” Then with a seductive wink he added “To save time.” 

Somehow I can see us wasting more time that way. Jake thought to himself. He gave a bemused sigh and got into the stall with Tyler. Tyler turned up the heat and stood under the stream while was making a show of rinsing himself off. He was more interested in striking sexy poses under the water than actually getting cleaned up. He looked like he was in a shampoo commercial; a very sexy, not safe for TV shampoo commercial. Tyler lathered up and worked the suds into his skin and the most erotic ways possible. When Tyler washed his chests he spent extra time massaging his nipples as he give Jake yet another seductive wink.

Tyler worked every inch of his body like this, adding in that little something extra. As he washed his face he would suck on his fingers and moan. As he washed his backside Tyler kneaded his ass cheeks and would spread them wide; giving Jake a clear view of Tyler’s soapy, puckered, hole.

It gave Jake a chance to really admire Tyler’s body though. Tyler was well tanned across his whole body, and also pretty muscular. Not like body builder muscular, but he definitely had the athlete look going. Jake’s eyes kept creeping lower admiring every inch of Tyler’s body; past his hard pecs, past his washboard abs, down the treasure trail that Tyler kept trimmed short, past the equally trimmed pubic area, and finally onto the dick. Jake’s gaze was directed to Tyler’s giant cock as Tyler continued is little show.

Tyler massaged the soap into his enormous dick as he swayed his hips back and forth. He could tell Jake was transfixed, and that just got Tyler more into it. Tyler’s dick swung low as he moved. The tip dipping down well below his knees, and he had only just begun to inflate. Tyler lifted the hefty shaft up to his chest with one arm, and begin worked the suds into his now giant sized nuts. Each of Tyler’s balls was roughly the size of a medium sized beach ball. Tyler could see Jake’s look of complete shock, awe, and lust, and so he swaggered in nice and close. When Tyler was close enough, He left go of his now semi-erect cock so that it was now propping itself up by leaning into Jake’s torso; the tip was pointing right into Jake’s sternum.

Jake’s mind was trying to process it all. Tyler kept advancing forward; his massive dick pushing Jake back as he did. Jake’s back hit the wall. He was now being pinned to the wall by his friend’s monolithic wang. A wang that just recently was planted deep within him. Now that is was almost completely hard the head was pushing into Jake’s chest.  “Was it that big when it was in me?” Jake asked in awe.

Jake looked down and thought for a second. It was huge, even he had to admit it, but he was sure it hadn’t grown at all since he had passed out. “Not exactly?”

Jake tiled his head questioningly as Tyler explained in better detail. “Well I may or may not have been thinking how nice it was to be resting like that. You know, still inside you as we lay there together. So I kind of filled to fit the whole.” Tyler tried to explain as best he could. Truth be told it was a subconscious thing. He could feel himself swelling to keep Jake full even after he had begun to get softer. He wasn’t actively focusing on growing, but at the time he was glad he did. So in other words, Tyler was now as thick soft as he was when he was hard and ramming Jake. Jake could tell from the awkward bashful look on Tyler’s face that Tyler had not actually thought this through and was kind of ashamed to be admitting to it.

Jake just sighed and shook his head. “You know there is no way I can take that anymore.” Jake really wished he could, but the shaft was longer than his torso and almost as thick as his waist. Jake really couldn’t blame Jake, though. The feeling was addictive. With each small growth the sensation grew exponentially. Jake had just recently become aware of his own growths. It made sense in some strange way. The way Tyler’s briefs could not contain his package earlier, the way he was so much hornier than he had ever been in his life, the way he had managed to cum enough to drench Tyler’s bed and everything on it. It all added up. The feeling of his own massive cock and balls swinging around as he staggered to the bathroom was one of the greatest feelings he had ever had. It was empowering as well as erotic. Jake could not tell why he was growing or if he would ever get as big as Tyler, but he knew he wanted to.

“Yeah. Probably.” Tyler said sheepishly. “But if I only got to do it once, I am glad it was with you.” Tyler beamed at Jake and kissed him on the lips. 
