Chapter 18 - Geno-type pt. 18

The car ride to Sam’s house got gradually less awkward as they went. Within the first five minutes of the trip Sam had decided that he would trust Jake, and that Jake was not actually secretly plotting to maim, wound, or otherwise physically or mentally destroy him. Sam was curious about why Jake seemed to not be upset at all, but he figured it was probably best that he not push the issue too much.
            
Sam, Jake, and Tyler spent the trip talking about all sorts of things; what shows they liked, which teachers and students they thought were hot, what they were looking forward to during the summer, and of course their newfound enhancements. Sam was quickly beginning to feel like part of the little group even though he was only managing to get a few scant words in here and there; even then his additions to the conversation were typically things like “Turn left here” or “Go straight through.”
           
Sam didn’t show it, but he was actually very excited. This was the first time he would be having friends over to his place in about a year now, maybe even longer. It’s not that he didn’t have friends. Well, he had a few friends who were more like amiable acquaintances. People at school he tolerated and would talk to during the down time to stave off loneliness for another day. Some of these he even rather liked and wouldn’t mind hanging out with outside of school, but it is hard to do stuff like this when you live as far out of town as Sam did.
            
Jake was pretty surprised to see how far away Sam lived. He thought for sure they had to be going the wrong way, but every time he asked, Sam just said to keep going. “We are way out here. I think we are officially within the Shelbyville city limits.” Jake said as he was checking out the surroundings. “Wouldn’t it be a lot closer to just to go school there?”
            
Sam pulled his knees up close to him and turned his gaze towards the floorboard. “I live well within that district, but I got special clearance to attend the school you guys go to.”
            
Tyler had the benefit of not needing to watch the road, unlike Jake, and so he could look at whoever was talking at the time. Now that he was getting to know Sam more, Tyler was getting much better at reading Sam’s expressions, or lack thereof. Sam’s face was generally emotionless, but his eyes tended to give him away. As they were all talking and joking Tyler could see a gleam in Sam’s eyes, a little sparkle of joy, that was slipping through Sam’s distant exterior.
            
When Sam mentioned switching school districts that glint dulled rapidly. Tyler saw this, but Jake could not. “It’s so far away, though? You don’t drive, so how do you get to class every day?” Jake asked.
            
Tyler reached over and gave Jake’s arm a light squeeze as a warning. Jake looked over at Tyler and could tell that something was wrong so he looked in the rearview mirror so he could see Sam. Sam had pulled his knees in even closer to himself.
            
“It’s no so bad.” said Sam. “I only have to walk a few miles to get to the closest bus stop, and my dad usually picks me up from school on the days when I have practice.” Sam managed to keep his voice steady, but now both Jake and Tyler knew that something was eating at him.
            
Tyler quickly changed the subject as best he could. “Yeah, kind of a shame we won’t be able to play our last game of the year. It’s just an exhibition match, though.” The tournament had been over for a while. Tyler’s team didn’t do very well this year. They didn’t even make it into the running, in fact.
            
Sam perked up a bit. “What do you mean we won’t be able to play?”
           
“Well, two of our best players are injured, and we don’t have enough secondaries to field a team anyway.” Tyler said.
           
“Two players? I guess Biff is injured, but who is the other one?” Sam hadn’t heard of anyone else being injured. The team did have one extra player, and so Biff could be easily replaced. Forfeiting seemed a little pointless.
           
“Me, of course.” Tyler said with a laugh. “You’ve seen what I’ve got between my legs. Could you imagine me trying to run around the field with my junk crammed into those uniforms?”
           
Sam tried to imagine Tyler running around in the uniform shorts. The shorts packed to capacity and then some; Tyler’s massive cock and balls obscenely spilling out over the edges as he ran around the field. The corner of Sam’s mouth raised upwards a bit, and his dick tried to do the same.
            
“That would be pretty silly. We would probably be barred from playing again.” Sam said.
           
“Either that or we’d have to start charging more for admission.” Tyler said with a laugh.
            
Sam liked being around Jake and Tyler. They made him feel welcome and at home even though he hadn’t known them very long; not well, anyway. Sam hoped that he could remain friends with them for a while to come.
            
Jake rounded yet another bend in the road, and then Sam spoke up. “That house up ahead is mine.” Sam pointed ahead, but it was unnecessary since there was only one house visible in the area. This was a very rural area and the houses were separated by several acres. The house itself was a fairly large two story house.
            
“Wow. You didn’t tell me your parents were loaded.” Tyler said in awe.
            
“We really aren’t that rich.” Sam explained. “It started as a small two bedroom place, but my dad has expanded it steadily over the years. He’s a builder. Well, a contractor, but he does stuff like this all the time. When he has extra money, and it is the slow season for house building he likes to upgrade our place. It’s a bit of a hobby of his, but between you and me, I think a lot of it is just to keep his workers employed during the off season.”
            
Jake pulled up the long driveway. At the end of the driveway was large, open, paved area sort of like a mini parking lot. There was a large garage there that was separate from the house. “Where’s a good spot to park?” Jake asked.
            
“Just pull up in front of the garage there. Don’t worry about blocking it in, it is too full of crap to get a car in there anyway.” Sam said while pointing over towards the garage doors.
            
Jake parked where Sam suggested and then they all got out of the car. “There’s no reason to go inside the actual house unless you guys want the grand tour. My place is actually up here.” Sam said while he walked around the side of the garage. On the side of the garage there were some wooden stairs that lead up to a second floor. Sam ran on ahead and unlocked it. “Welcome, to my humble abode.” Sam said while giving a cheesy flourish.
            
Jake and Tyler were both amazed by how big Sam’s room was. It was less of a room and more like a studio apartment. It was one large room, but there were little segments like a kitchen area, and a spot where Sam had his guitar and amp set up, and a corner of the room where Sam’s bed and dresser were. There was even a little restroom set up in the corner complete with a shower stall and a small closet where the toilet was. The tiny toilet room was only part separated by actual walls.
            
“Damn, I wish I had a pad like this.” Tyler exclaimed in amazement. “You sure you aren’t rich?” Jake was also very impressed, but he didn’t say anything; he just looked around with his jaw hanging open.
            
There were posters on the walls all over the room. Apparently band posters, but neither Jake nor Tyler had any idea who any of the people on them were. All the band members had very flashy outfits, though.
            
The room was very nice, clean, and well kept, except for one area which had a sewing machine and various bolts of cloth. Jake gestured over to this section and asked “Working on your needle-worker merit badge?”
            
Sam blushed a little, but he explained, “I’m not in the scouts anymore actually, but that’s a bit of a hobby of mine.” Sam gestured around the room at the posters. “I’m a bit of a fan of flashy outfits, specifically, rock bands; j-rock, k-pop, kvlt. The music is great, but half the fun is the costumes and artistry.”
            
“So you like Gaga?” Tyler chimed in. Sam just narrowed his eyes and glared at Tyler. “Sheesh. I guess not.”
            
“She’s… alright.” Sam replied slightly distant and thoughtfully. “It’s just that she is treated as being so original because of her flashy outfits that people forget about all the other good bands that came before her. People are so quick to forget about acts like Sergeant Pepper or Kiss.”
            
Tyler turned to Jake and silently mouthed “Sergeant Pepper?” Jake responded with an equally silent “The Beatles.” Tyler’s eyes got wide and his mouth opened into an “oh” shape as if he understood, but then he reverted back to his confused expression and shook his head. Jake just sighed and pressed his palm against his face.
            
“I have some already done… if you want to see.” Sam cut in.

Tyler thought Sam sounded a little nervous, and if Sam sounded a little nervous then that really meant he was super extra nervous. Sam obviously had never shown off his work before. “Sure. We’d love to see it.” Tyler responded with the most reassuring grin he could muster.

Sam just nodded. His cheeks were turning red and he began nervously chewing on the rings in his bottom lip. He walked over to where his sewing table was set up and opened the large wooden wardrobe right next to it. Sam pulled out a couple of outfits from it and began laying them out.  One of the outfits was obviously black metal; lots of spikes and black leather. Each outfit had its own distinct style though; one of the others looked like French Renaissance era nobility, another looked like something out of Thriller.

“Wow. These are great. “Jake said in obvious amazement. “Did you use any form of template?
               
“Oh. No. I measured the pieces myself then cut them out and stitched them together.” Sam was trying to hide his joy. He was so excited that his new friends didn’t find his hobby weird and seemed to be genuinely impressed with his abilities. “Oh, and there is something else I have been working on. You could sort of say I was inspired last night.”
             
Sam went back to the desk that had his sewing equipment and opened up the door in the front. “Here we go.” Sam fished out a small, white clump of fabric. Sam began to explain, his face turning red again. “After my little… growth spurt yesterday, I kind of wanted to show off… I remembered seeing something like this online, and so I made my own.”  Sam stammered a little bit at the end.
            
“Growth spurt yesterday?” Jake turned and gave Tyler a stern look.
            
“I swear, it’s not what you think.” It was Tyler’s turn to get flustered. “So after practice yesterday I kind of decided to spend some alone time in the shower, but I wasn’t as alone as I thought I was.”

Jake knew where this was going. He could picture it all clearly in his mind, and had to fight back the urge to just bust out laughing. Jake turned to Sam and said, “So let me guess. You were still in the showers, minding your own business, and then the next thing you know you are doused in mutagenic spooge?”

Sam’s face turned bright red and he looked down at his feet. He was nervously balling up the fabric in his hands. “Yes, sir.”

 Jake lost it then. He was laughing so hard he was having trouble breathing. He could vividly imagine Sam standing there, completely confused as he was drenched in jizz as if he were on the bukake edition of an old Nickelodeon game show.

It took a few minutes, but Jake eventually managed to bring his laughter under control. As he stood there trying to regulate his breathing he gestured to Sam’s hands. “Heh. So what have you got there anyway? Haha”

Sam didn’t say anything and did all he could to avoid any eye contact, but he gripped the cloth by the waistband and let it fall open so that everyone could see. What he had in his hands was a fairly basic pair of briefs. Basic except for it had a large extra pouch in the front where most briefs were flat. “I felt I could use the extra room.”
            
Judging by the flush on Sam’s face Tyler figured there was more to it than that. Tyler was interested in finding out what exactly Sam wasn’t saying, but he also wanted to see if he could make Sam turn another shade of red. “Aren’t you going to model them for us?” Tyler asked with a devious grin on his face.
            
Sam’s face didn’t turn redder, per se, but it did go a couple shades whiter. The net result was that Sam’s flushed cheeks appeared even redder than before. This was still a victory in Tyler’s book.
            
Jake nudged Tyler harshly. He was a little upset with Tyler for tormenting Sam like this. Sam was already dangerously close to a nervous breakdown, and Tyler was just pushing him further. To Jake’s surprise, though, Sam actually cracked a smile.
“I could. I mean, if you’d like that.” Sam was trying to make eye contact with Tyler while speaking, but every time he would get close his eyes would dart back down to his feet.

“Look, don’t do it if you aren’t comfortable about it.” Jake was trying to reassure Sam, but he was being undermined by Tyler’s fist pumping and steady chant of “Do it! Do it! Do it!”

Sam grinned a little as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt. If he was going to do this he was going to give them a show to remember. Sam was trying his hardest to remain calm, but his heart was pounding in his chest.

Both Jake and Tyler fell silent as Sam opened is shirt. They could both feel their massive dicks begin to stir awake. Jake had not expected Sam to be as cut as he was, but there was something else, too.

Sam could feel Jake and Tyler’s gazes upon him. It was making him extremely horny, but he also had this nagging feeling in the back of his mind that there was something he was forgetting. Sam draped his shirt over the back of the hair at his desk and then moved his hands toward his pants.

Sam made a brief detour to rub his own impressive bulge before beginning to work on his belt, but Tyler and Jake still seemed focused on his chest. As Sam looked down so he could take off his belt easier, he realized what he had forgotten. His chest was coated with dry, caked on jizz. Most of it was his, but there was a little there from Dalton as well.     
      
“You’ve been busy this afternoon.” Tyler said with a sly wink. Sam just turned yet another shade of red.

Sam would just have to give them something to take their minds off the spooge on his chest, and it was coming out right now. Sam slide his tight jeans down his waist slowly, letting inch after inch of his long cock slowly reveal itself. Both Jake and Tyler forgot all about his chest; they were completely transfixed on Sam’s dick.

Sam quickly draped his jeans over the chair as well. While he was doing so Jake and Tyler got a clear view of his ass; it was just as chiseled as the rest of him. Jake and Tyler were both dangerously close to having full scale erections. The pain of Tyler’s cock trying to harden as it looped around him like a silly straw was too much for him and he quickly pulled off his shirt and kicked off his pants; allowing the behemoth to swell uninhibited.

Jake watched in awe as Tyler’s meat stretched upwards to the roof. Even Sam was a little shocked, and he had just seen it a few hours ago. It could just be the position, but it seemed like it might even be a little larger than it was in the nurse’s office.

Jake was a little uncertain what to do in this position. He had stripped in front of Tyler several times before, but he was generally a little more prudish around everyone else. Yet, he was the only one in the room not completely exposed, and so he felt a little silly. His dick was hurting a bit too, as it tried to fight its way upwards and rip its way out of its fabric prison.

Jake decided that there was no point in being bashful around these two and pulled off his clothes as well. As soon as he pulled that last bit of clothing off of his enormous cock, it sprung violently upwards. Jake instinctively grabbed it as it launched upwards like a catapult and was now face to face with his own giant cock head. Jake stared at it with fascination as he ran his hand across the head. This was the first time he had gotten a good look at it while hard since his last growth, and he was having a hard time believing that this was actually his.

Jake looked over at Tyler who had rolled his dick forward so that he could actually see around him. Tyler had stepped over his beanbag chair sized nuts and was straddling his own cock. Jake was… jealous? That’s the only word Jake could think of to explain his feeling. He wished that he was that large, larger even. Jake would love to be able to recline into his own warm, soft, giant balls.

Jake let go of his cock. It dropped so that it jutted out horizontally in front of him several feet, but at least Jake was mobile and could see around him. Jake enviously thought about how he would trade his mobility for a package like Tyler’s any day.

Sam was also getting very turned on by seeing his two friends and their massive dicks spread out in front of him, but he tried to keep his arousal in check long enough to finish his demonstration. Sam quickly slipped the custom fit briefs on and tried his best to get his inflating semi to fit. After a few quick adjustments Sam moved his hands away from his crotch and asked “So. How does it look?”

The briefs generally fit pretty well, and gave plenty of room in the front for those who were above averagely endowed. Unfortunately they were measured for Sam when he had about half a foot less meat to pack in than he currently did. The pouch was filled to capacity, and Sam’s cock was still swelling and hardening.

Jake and Tyler both looked with lust in their eyes. If anything the tight fit and the way that the pouch forced Sam’s junk forward instead of down just served to accentuate Sam’s package even more. Jake’s cock bucked a few times letting Sam know that Jake was really enjoying the show. Tyler’s mammoth dick dribbled a bit of pre on to the floor almost as if it was drooling lustfully from Sam’s display.

The lustful gazes Sam was getting from his two friends gave him a renewed sense of confidence. He already knew he was pretty fit, and now that he had a foot and a half schlong that could put almost anyone on the planet to shame, Sam was seriously considering a modeling career. Just thinking about all those people who wished they could be him. Sam would no longer be seen as second rate.

Sam’s dick was getting very hard by this point. It wasn’t fully erect yet, but it was pushing outwards against the pouch in Sam’s briefs; struggling for release. It pushed outward along the rim of pouch pushing harder and harder as it itself got harder and harder. The pants stretched as tight as they could.

Tyler couldn’t help but think of how the downward curvature of Sam’s massive dick pressing against the fabric made it look like he had the nose of Gonzo the Great strapped between his legs. Of course Tyler could not keep these thoughts to himself, and so he asked “Does it come in blue?”

Sam’s mind was too foggy to process the joke. He was too enraptured in the sensation of the fabric rubbing against his rapidly engorging cock. He could feel the stitching slowly begin to give, until there was no longer enough support to hold back his raging erection. With a loud rip, Sam’s impressive dick sprung loose from the underwear that was too small to hold him back. As Sam’s dick swung quickly swung upwards, it sent drops of pre arcing through the air; splattering Tyler with some of it.

After the initial wave of euphoria passed Sam realized that his two friends had just witnessed his dick burst out of his pants in much the same way that Bruce Banner burst out of his shirt. Sam was a little embarrassed, and very aroused. His cheeks flushed again, and he stood there awkwardly rubbing the side of his arm as his huge erection dribbled onto the floor in front of him.

Tyler’s lustful stare was quickly being overwritten by a devious gleam in his eyes. His mouth that was sagging open in awe and lust began to curve into a lascivious smirk. The new look that Tyler was giving him just made Sam hornier.
Jake also noticed Tyler’s change in demeanor. Whatever he was planning was no doubt going to be amazing.

“We’re all friends here.” Tyler said, leaning back a bit as he looked on with a smug grin. “All friends who just happen to all have the same problem. The only polite thing to do would be to help each other out.”
Sam and Jake looked at Tyler and then to each other. Was he suggesting a three way?
            
Tyler rubbed his cock and then gave both of them the sexiest wink he could muster. “Oh, don’t worry. There is plenty to go around.” Yes. He was suggesting a three way.
            
Sam walked straight over to the tip of Tyler’s cock and began licking and kissing it all over. “Whoa, now.” He could hear Tyler’s voice saying. “No need to start way over there when I have a seat saved for you already.”

Sam looked up at Tyler and could see Tyler patting his own balls in a gesture for Sam to come sit up there with him. Sam could barely process his surroundings, but it seemed like they were even bigger than before. The seductive grin on Tyler’s face made it impossible for Sam to argue, and he walked over to Tyler’s massive sack.

Tyler’s balls were enormous now; each one lying heavily on the ground like a boulder. They reached higher than Sam’s waist and seemed to be swelling a bit, still. Sam climbed up onto Tyler’s massive nut. It was warm, and soft, and round; like trying to climb over a large, foam insulated, water balloon.

Tyler scooted forward so he was now lying face down on his own cock. He turned is head so that he could see Sam and then reached back, placing a hand on each of his round, firm butt cheeks, and spread them wide. “You get the best seat in the house, Sammy”
Sam finished crawling over Tyler’s still expanding balls so that he was now positioned directly behind Tyler. “Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean, shouldn’t I lube up first or something?” Sam really wanted to just plunge in balls deep, but let’s be reasonable here.
Tyler just waved at Jake. “Yo. Front left pocket of my pants. Pass it here.”

Jake rummaged through Tyler’s clothes and found what Tyler was looking for. “You took a bottle of lube with you to school?” He asked incredulously.

“I’m gonna start carrying that shit everywhere. Never know when you’ll need it.” Tyler tried to give a lascivious wink, but it came out as more of an awkward blink. His other eye was already shut, due to that side of his face being mashed into the side of his own cock.
Jake just gave a bemused sigh as he tossed the bottle to Sam. Sam quickly popped the top and began pouring it into Tyler’s hole. Tyler gave a quick gasp and then a sigh of relief as the cool liquid hit his sensitive skin and began seeping into the hole. “Jake, you’ll want to be in front of me for this.”

Jake was a little confused by what Tyler was up to. Tyler’s devious grin let Jake know that things were more than they appeared, and things appeared to be a lot already; a lot and steadily growing. Growing! It hit Jake like a ton of bricks. The rate growth seemed to increase steadily for him each dosage, and increased exponentially when Tyler was growing too. Jake had no idea what two max potency doses in a row would do to him, but he could not wait to find out. Jake almost came right then and there just from the anticipation of his coming growth spurt.

Tyler watched as Jake’s cock bucked a few times as Jake figured out what was going on. Jake quickly ran in front of Tyler’s slowly expanding cock. The tip was huge now; the diameter of it was roughly as tall as Jake’s torso. Jake lifted it up, and began working licking and kissing it everywhere he could. He could occasionally catch a taste of Sam’s saliva as he would cross over areas that Sam had worked on just a moment ago.

Tyler’s stream of pre was washing over Jake’s chest and streaming down his front. Jake could actually feel the warm tingle spread across his cock and balls as he prepared himself for the coming surge.

Jake tried to shift his position a bit to make it more comfortable for him. He wanted to be able to hold his ground for as long as possible and weather as much of the oncoming storm as he could. He wanted to take as much of Tyler’s cum at full strength as he could, so he could grow and grow. Jake got onto his knees and moved his own raging hardon so that Tyler’s was propped up on top of it. Jake’s dick created a ramp so that Tyler’s cock was pointed directly at Jake’s chest. This gave Jake more leverage and free up his arms so that he could use his hand to work over Tyler’s head even more.

Tyler felt like he was about to cum even before Sam slipped into him, but he managed to hold it in. Even after he felt slam slide his dick into his sensitive hole he held it in. Sam was able to slide in much easier than Jake had. In part because Sam was still smaller than Jake had been at the time, but also because Tyler was still so stretched out from the night before.

Tyler could feel Sam fill him up as Sam’s dick reached deeper and deeper. Sam kept rubbing up against that sensitive spot deep down inside of Tyler. Tyler could not hold it in any more. The sensation of being ridden so deep from behind while his cock was worked over from the front was just too much. Tyler collapsed onto his own shaft as he fired burst after burst into Jake’s chest.

Jake was not going to miss this chance for the world. He scooped up cum by the handfuls and drank it all as fast as he could. He could feel his stomach getting full, but he refused to slow down. The changes hit his body almost instantly. Jake could feel his cock swelling outward, reaching further and further down the length of Tyler’s own shaft. Jake had to get up off of his knees as his balls grew too large for him to comfortably straddle. Jake’s nuts quickly got too large for him to even stand behind, and he was lifted into the air; riding his rapidly swelling sack.

Jake could feel the head of his cock dig in to Tyler’s sack. He was now as large as Tyler and getting larger be the second. The tip of Tyler’s cock began to slip away as Jake’s shaft exceeded Tyler’s, but Jake was not going to let it end yet. Jake shifted his weight forward so he too was laying face down on his cock. Tyler’s cum continuing to wash over him, burst after burst.

Jake turned his head upward so that he was staring down the eye of the storm. Tyler’s slit was less than a foot away from Jake’s face. Jake could see the slit opening up for yet another shot. Jake forced his eyes to stay open as he watched to hot, sticky jet of white cum roaring at his face in slow motion. He wanted to take in every last millisecond as the spooge crashed against his glasses and took away his sight completely.

Sam could feel Tyler shifting beneath him. He looked up to see Tyler’s dick rising steadily higher off the ground, but Tyler had stopped growing by now.  It was Jake’s dick growing under Tyler’s that was causing them both to lift up. Sam tried to keep his eyes open and watch as Jake grew larger and larger by the second; desperately trying to take in as much of Tyler’s cum as he could.

Sam was cumming hard as well by now, and the pleasure was coursing all through his body. He wanted to keep watching as Jake continued to be showered with jizz, but it was getting harder and harder for Sam to focus on anything as his orgasm got more and more intense.

Sam continued thrusting into Tyler again and again as he flooded Tyler’s insides with his cum. Sam came more than he had ever cum in his life; which is extra impressive with how much he had unloaded into the chemistry lab not even two hours ago. Sam fired deeply inside of Tyler until he could feel his own cum leaking out. There was no room left inside of Tyler, but still Sam kept firing and thrusting. Each time Sam pulled back, large gobs of cum would spill out of Tyler’s ass onto Sam’s balls and then dribble down to Tyler’s massive balls that Sam was riding. Sam was so mentally and physically exhausted that he was running on autopilot, but he refused to stop. It felt too good, and watching Jake’s manhood expand before him was making his even hornier.

As Jake got bigger, Tyler’s cock angled upwards at an increasingly steep angle. The blasts hitting Jake began to rain back down on top of Sam and Tyler. Sam could feel the cum soaking into him, as he himself began to grow. It wasn’t nearly as severe as Jake’s but it was still impressive. Jake could feel Tyler’s hole getting tighter by the second as he plunged deeper and deeper inside. 

Jake had started cumming almost the exact second that Tyler’s first wave had hit him. He came again and again with each blast of Tyler’s jizz. Jake could feel each orgasm getting larger as stronger as his cock and balls continued to expand. Jake could not think about the after effect. He couldn’t care about how they were effectively destroying Sam’s room. He didn’t care about how he might never be able to walk again. All he wanted was to be showered in Tyler’s cream as he continued to grow.

Eventually all three of them began to slow down. Sam was the first to trickle to a stop as he passed out on top of Tyler; his cock still deep in Tyler’s ass. He could feel Tyler’s jets slow down as well as he felt Tyler’s body begin to convulse less and less underneath him. The steady rain of cum splashing down on top of them also slowed down.

After Jake’s glasses had been completely blotted out, he had just lain there on to of his cock as Tyler’s cum washed over him in waves. Jake had kept cumming from the growth. His mind was too far gone to process anything other than the warmth of Tyler’s jizz all around him, and the tingle of his own enormous cock and balls expanding beneath him. Jake passed out well before he had stopped cumming.
 