Chapter 26 - Geno-type pt. 26

It was a good thing that Sam lived so far out in the country. There was at least three acres until the next house, and if they could see the mountain of cock sticking out the side of Sam’s second floor bedroom, one could hope it would be too dark for them to comprehend what they saw. Unfortunately, though, Sam’s room only had one exit, and it was currently blocked by a solid wall of cock and balls. Jake had managed to hold back his dicksplosion of growth until he had gotten to the doorway, but only just barely. He now stood there in the doorframe with his giant nuts occupying the entirety of the landing at the top of the stairs leading to Sam’s place. Jake’s enormous ballsack filled the entire balcony and even spilled over the sides of the railing a bit.
           
Jake just stood in awe as he looked at his magnificent cum spheres. They were each easily taller than the doorway, probably at least ten feet tall; that is even after being smooshed down a bit from their own weight. Jake’s dick was easily wider than the doorframe. Jake was lucky that his expansion had happened at such an angle that his dick was pointed straight up as it draped over top of his gigantic balls. It was a very tight fit, though. Jake could feel his dick being smashed against the outside wall of the loft and the overhanging shingles digging in and scratching the topside of his massive cock. Jake was so amazed by his own size that all he could do is just stand there and rub his hand along the wall of cock flesh in front of him with pride.
           
Tyler and Sam were standing on either side of Jake. Tyler was worn out from having to pretty much carry Jake, Jake’s sixteen foot endowment, and his own fourteen foot package across the room at record speed. Sam had helped carry Jake and Jake Junior, but Tyler was on his own with “Little” Tyler. When Tyler caught his breath enough to speak he said. “Crisis averted.” And gave a thumbs up to Sam.
           
Sam didn’t seem nearly as excited as Tyler was. “For now, but how do we get out?”
           
Tyler’s Thumbs up and jaw dropped. “…Ah.” Tyler walked over to the window; it might be more precise to describe Tyler’s awkward gait as more of a waddle than a walk. Even with his custom fit pants, Tyler’s humongous package limited his mobility quite a bit. He didn’t have much of any room to move his legs forward; instead he had to pivot his motion on the balls of his feet while he swung his legs wide. If not for the giant mass of cock and balls swinging wide in front of him, Tyler would have looked a lot like some bow-legged, cartoon gunslinger stomping off to a duel.
           
The drop from the window was over twenty feet. Jumping down might be possible, but it was not recommended. Tyler opened the window and leaned out to survey his surroundings. The railing to the side of the balcony that currently held Jakes massive nuts was only about two feet away. The railing itself was very solidly constructed wood; very nice quality; very sturdy. The handrail portion of the railing was nice and wide. It was plenty wide enough to walk across; plenty wide for a normal person anyway. “Yo, Sammy. Think you can hop over to the railing from here?”

Sam came running over to the window and looked at where Tyler was pointing. It was doable; pretty easily actually. The real problem was what to do once he got there. Jake’s balls were spilling over into the stairway. If Sam crawled over them, he might be able to climb down the other side and land on the stairs, but that seemed dangerous. The other option was climb all the way up onto Jake’s cock and walk down it until he got low enough to jump off safely. That seemed a much better option to Sam.

Sam quickly pulled his boots on and laced up. He could probably use a little extra traction, and he didn’t really relish the thought of walking barefoot across the splintery wooden handrail. Once his boots were securely on, Sam climbed onto the windowsill and over took a long step over to the railing.

Tyler was enjoying the show from his watch post at the window. As Sam leaned up against the wall, one foot on the railing and one on the windowsill, his long dong dangled enticingly down around his knees. Tyler watched entranced as each movement of Sam’s hands along the wall caused a ripple through his large flaccid cock and huge sagging balls.

Sam finally managed to find a good position where he could brace himself and take the second step over to the railing without the risk of falling off. He grabbed on to the overhang from the roof with one hand as he stabled himself against the wall with the other. Sam quickly stepped across and then spun around so he was face to face with the giant mound of Jake.
Sam ran a hand across Jake’s massive nut. It was soft and warm and had a nice bit of give to it. Sam clasped a bit of the skin of Jake’s sack with his hand to test it out. Sam could easily grab on to enough of it to pull himself up with. “Sorry, dude.” Sam quickly apologized as he put one booted foot against the side of Jake’s enormous testicle and began climbing up the side.

Sam really didn’t have to apologize to Jake. Jake completely understood what he had to do, and it’s not like Sam was hurting Jake at all by clambering around on top of his sensitive organs; in fact, Jake was rather enjoying the feeling. He couldn’t see Sam climbing up the side of his colossal pouch, but he could certainly feel it. Sam’s clutching large clumps of flesh from the side of Jake’s sack tickled quite a bit; it felt almost like he had a small creature, like a spider, crawling over him. As Jake thought about it, Sam really was a small creature compared to his mammoth endowments. Jake tried not to think about how Sam was like an insect compared to his gigantic package, but despite his best efforts, Jake could feel the warm tickling sensation spreading across his dick. Jake was getting turned on by this; very turned on.

Jake could also feel Sam’s heavy, thick soled boots digging into the side of his balls. Sam was using his hands purely to steady himself; his legs were doing the heavy lifting. Each time Sam pushed himself up further and further with his feet, Jake could feel Sam’s boots dig in nice and deep; massaging the side of his nut like tiny fingers. Jake could feel his dick inflating as he got even more aroused. The overhang from the roof dug in even deeper as Jake’s cock became thicker and thicker.

The pain and itching from roofing was getting to be too much for Jake. He had to do something before it broke the skin or his dick broke the roof. Jake began sliding forward as best he could; trying to move to shift his massive nuts forward to give his dick some breathing room. Jake managed one powerful heave that shifted his balls forward. The center of gravity on his nuts was high enough that they rolled over the railing in front of him. His balls were now straddling the railing, which felt a little odd; not bad, per se, but not comfortable either. It gave his cock much needed breathing room, though. For that Jake was very grateful. He let out a long sigh of relief as he could feel his dick now free from any and all shingle lacerations.

Sam wasn’t sure what Jake was doing, but he wished Jake would stop. It was hard enough for Sam to keep a grip on his precarious perch without Jake humping the railing. Sam could feel Jake’s balls sliding forward as they pressed up against the railing harder and harder. Finally the forward momentum became enough to cause Jake’s nuts to start to roll over the side. Sam really hoped Jake would stop soon. He really doubted that riding Jake’s balls over the side like a Splash Mountain log would be all that fun or all that safe.

Sam breathed a sigh of relief as Jake stopped fidgeting. Good timing too, because it looked like if Jake had squeezed forward a few more inches, it would have been enough to send Sam over the edge. Sam pushed himself up tight against Jake’s balls as he took some deep breaths to steady his heart rate.

Tyler was watching Sam intently from his perch at the window. He could tell that Sam had stopped climbing, but he couldn’t be sure why. Sam seemed to be in no immediate danger. He had just stopped for a breather. Sam was pressed flat against the side of Jake’s monstrous nut; digging deeply into the side. Sam had one leg raised; prepped for the next hop up. Tyler really liked the pose Sam was in. It really showed off his cute ass and nice legs; not to mention, Sam’s nice, long cock was mushed against Jake’s ballsack. This caused Sam’s cock and balls to be pushed downward, making them extra visible from the back. Tyler got to see all of Sam’s best features at once. Well, almost all; Tyler had to admit that Sam had a really cute face, too.

Once Sam had gotten his breath back, he continued the climb. He really wasn’t that far from the top of Jake’s huge nut when he had to take a breather, and after a few quick hops, the incline became much less severe. Sam was more or less crawling for the last few feet of his climb.

Now that Sam was on top of Jake’s balls, it was time to continue the climb onto Jake’s enormous dick. Thankfully, Jake’s colossal shaft was nestled in the valley between his humongous nuts, but the top half that was exposed was still a bit taller than Sam. Sam dug in and leapt off of Jake’s balls with all his might. He easily managed to get a good grip of the topside of Jake’s mammoth cock and pull himself up.

Jake let out a moan of pleasure as he felt the massaging pressure of Sam’s tiny boots kicking off of his nuts like a diving board. Jake quickly tried to act casual and play it off, but he could tell that Tyler heard him. It was getting harder and harder for Jake to keep his hormones in check; especially now that he could feel Sam clambering along on top of his cock. Jake was trying really hard not to bone with his friend along for the ride, but Jake feared he wouldn’t have much say in the matter.

Sam quickly got his footing atop Jake’s leviathan cock and began to walk slowly down the length. Sam had to keep hunched forward to keep his balance; making sure to keep his hands low enough that he could quickly steady himself with his arms if needed. Sam felt like some action hero in some summer blockbuster trying to sneak along the top of a bus or train. He could swear he could even hear the Mission Impossible theme. Wait a tick… He could hear the Mission Impossible theme. Sam looked back to the window and saw Tyler leaning out singing “Dunt-Dunt-dun-dun…”

Tyler was loving the show. Sam’s little secret agent man stealth crawl caused his huge dick to drag along the top of Jake’s far more massive cock. Sam’s nuts swung heavily as he continued his half crawl, half sprint across the top of the mountainous member. The pose really accentuated all of Sam’s firm muscles in his legs and especially in his nice, tight ass.
Sam just shook his head. He was trying to look dismayed, but he was chuckling silently to himself. Tyler really knew how to diffuse a tense situation. Sam continued his trek. He was making very good progress. He could see that the trip was going to be a bit longer than he had hoped, though. Looking down over the side, Sam could see that Jake was already well past a semi. At first, it as nice because it made Sam’s descent far less steep, but it also meant that Sam had to go a lot farther before Jake’s cock managed to hit the ground. Sam could only hope that he reached a safe altitude before Jake really started to get hard.

Almost as if to spite him, Sam could feel Jake’s dick give a violent jerk upwards. It was really starting to harden fast now. Sam lay down as flat against Jake’s titanic cock as he could and really dug in with his hands and feet to try and wait out the storm.

Jake was trying to keep his mind clear of all sexy thoughts, but it wasn’t working. His rational thinking was quickly being overpowered by his libido. He could feel Sam crawling around on top of his vast dick; so completely dwarfed by its sheer size and magnitude. Jake swelled up with pride, and Jake Junior swelled up with lust. Jake was briefly snapped back to sanity when he felt his dick give a huge lurch. He was immediately calmed and then further aroused by the sensation of Sam bracing himself against Jake’s tremendous cock.

Sam could feel Jake’s cock slowly rising under him. Jake was getting harder and harder by the minute, and poor Sam was along for the ride. Sam wasn’t sure what to do. Should he cut his losses and jump down now? He had to be thirty feet up. He would break a leg for sure, but at least he would be off the ever rising shaft.

Sam looked back. He was well over halfway there. He had maybe another twenty feet to go until he reached the tip. Sam had hoped that by reaching the tip, his weight would cause enough leverage to push Jake’s semi low enough for Sam to hop off, but as Jake had gotten closer and closer to a full scale erection, Sam realized this was not to be. Sam really didn’t think he could make it safely back down to the base of Jake’s shaft. Like it or not, he was along for the ride.

Sam braced himself as Jake’s colossal member really sprung to life. Sam was feeling a little bit of motion sickness as Jake’s cock swung upwards to its full upright and locked position. Sam could feel his grip slipping. He was lifted up past being vertical. Jake’s dick had a bit of a curve to it, and so Sam was now leaning backwards trying to keep a hold of an inclined surface. Add on the fact that the skin of Jake’s cock was now pulled nice and tight across his throbbing boner, Sam was in quite a pickle. There was no way he could climb up farther from this side. His only hope was to make it around to the soft underside. There should be much better purchase and a much more favorable incline there.

Sam looked around as best he could. His stomach sank as he looked down. He was fifty feet above Jake’s goliath, cushiony nuts. Maybe if he slid down he could use them to break his fall. Sam really didn’t like his chances there. If he missed he would at best slam into the roof fifty feet below him, at worst he would slam into the mud almost eighty feet below. Sam’s best bet was to get to the tip another twenty feet up.

As Sam surveyed his options he spotted something that just might get him around to the safer, soft underside. There was a huge bulging vein running along the side of Jake’s giant, meaty cock. If Sam could slide down a few feet and get to it, he could use it to inch his way around. Sam took a deep breath and loosened his grip. He managed to not fall straight backwards into the abyss, but slide slowly and securely down to the vein.

Sam slowly and carefully reached across was his foot and managed to get a nice foothold on the puffy blood vessel. Once he had a firm footing he was able to inch his way over until he was securely standing on top of it. Sam had never felt so small and insignificant in his life. He was clutching for survival to a vein on the side of his friend’s gigantic cock shaft. Sam could feel the rhythmic pulsing of Jake’s heartbeat as blood pumped through the tube at his feet. Sam could also feel his own cock twitching to life. Shit. He wasn’t really getting turned on by this was he? Sam made a mental note to angrily rub one out if he survived this mess.

Sam took a moment to count out Jake’s heartbeat and get the rhythm. Sam really wanted to be sure he was secured during each pulse. Sam concentrated and brought his breathing in line with Jake’s heartbeat and slowly began to inch his way around the side of his buddy’s titanic spire. Thump-ump slide thump-ump slide thump-ump slide.

Sam breathed a long sigh of relief as he had finally reached the relative safety of the soft underside of Jake’s impressive tower. Sam waited a moment for his heart rate to get back down to manageable levels before he continued his climb. The climb was relatively easy. Within a few upward pushes, Sam had reach and area where the incline was getting nice and shallow, but he could feel something welling up beneath him.

Tyler was simultaneously worried about Sam, and extremely turned on by the events. He had panicked when Sam had vanished from view; clinging for life to the side of Jake’s rising rocket. Tyler was only calmed by Jake’s play by play coverage of Sam’s journey to the top of Barad-dong. Jake’s deep breathing and husky voice, signified that he was getting dangerously close to cumming, but it also made his story sound so much sexier. Tyler was deeply and truly worried for Sam, but the way Jake rasped on about how “Oh, god. I can feel his boots digging into my… fuuuuuuuuucc.” Was giving Tyler the weirdest worry boner he had ever experienced.

Sam could feel the gallons and gallons of pre being pumped through the pipeline beneath him. He could feel it gurgling and churning its way up the shaft beneath his palms and feet. Sam was so close to the top now, if he hurried he could hopefully find some safety at the top. Sam had reached the end of Jake’s soft, brown outer cock skin. Sam could see the visible scarring and stark contrast between the skin that covered the rest of Jake’s dick, and the taut, pink under skin that was now exposed from Jake’s circumcision all those many long years ago. If Sam survived this he swore to go visit Jake’s parents and punch them in the face for mutilating their baby like that.

At least the incline was pretty shallow by this point. Even without the extra stability from being able to grab onto bunches of soft, spongy, flesh, Sam was able to crawl on to the tip without too much trouble. The problem was: what now? Sam could feel Jake’s cock heave again. Sam had no time to ponder, he had to act. Now! 

 Sam managed to scamper the last few feet to the top of Jake’s cock and lay down on the head. Sam was hunkered as best he could be. There wasn’t much to grab on to, but he was relatively horizontal. It also helped that the steady waterfall of pre leaking from Jake’s gaping maw was sliding off the backside of Jake’s cock and not towards Sam.  Hopefully that would all work in his favor.

Jake was so close to bursting. He wanted to just unload a flurry of jizz across the countryside, but he was so afraid for Sam’s life. He would never be able to live with himself if he had hurt one of his friends in a fit of lust. He could feel Sam pressed up against the tip of his cock. “He’s at the tip… I can feel him… What do I do?” Jake was pleading with Tyler.

Tyler wracked his brain as best he could. He should be asking Jake what to do. Jake was the smart one, but Jake’s mind was fried by panic and hormones. Tyler was barely holding onto his sanity as it was, but Tyler had an idea that might just work. He quickly grabbed Jake’s hand and tried to get him to relax as he walked Jake through it. “Just let it out. Slowly. Just let it all flow out.”
           
Jake nodded as he tried to relax. He hoped that Tyler knew what he was doing. Jake thought he might know what Tyler was suggesting. Jake tried to maintain control as he let the cum flow from him. Instead of letting it all go at once like he normally did.

Sam could smell it; warm, creamy jizz and lots of it. Jake was cumming, and Sam was in for the ride of his life. He could feel Jake’s titanic dick sway violently as it reached climax. The spongy head was expanding and contracting as if it were breathing. Slowly huge gobs of cum began gurgling up from Jake’s shaft and splooging outwards; oozing down the sides of Jake’s cock. The huge, thick globs of cum were bigger and thicker than Sam was.

The thick, slimy strands continued to pump out of Jake’s dick; gallon after gallon poured out. The slimy waves washed over Sam’s body, but still he managed to stay firmly rooted. Sam soon found a rhythm where he could sneak in breaths between waves, as he rode out the maelstrom of cum.

Jake wanted to just blast his load so bad. Letting it out slowly like this was driving him mad. It was like he was barely managing to keep ahead of his raging libido. Jake could still feel Sam clinging to the tip of is dick, tough. Just knowing that Sam was still safe there gave him the strength to keep at it. Jake must have cum slowly for twenty minutes before he finally started to come down from his raging hardon.

Sam could feel Jake’s dick slowly begin to droop lower. Jizz was still pouring from the mouth, but at least Sam felt like his wild ride was nearing an end. Sam crawled through the slimy muck along the tip of Jake’s cock head; staying as close to horizontal as he could while Jake deflated.

Jake had finally softened back down to a droopy semi. The top of Jake’s cock dipped down towards the ground, but didn’t come anywhere close to touching it. Sam wanted to wait it out and see if he could get even closer to the ground, but he could feel Jake’s cock twitching again. Jake had managed to ride out his orgasm without shooting all over the place, but he was nowhere near spent yet. Sam would have to make use of his lull the best he could.

Sam slid forwards a bit. He could see the steady strand of spooge dribbling from Jake’s cock. It was extra thick this time since Jake had been holding it back that whole time. You would think he hadn’t gotten off in weeks. Sam could see the large puddle of jizz pooling on the ground below him. He had an idea that should work. If nothing else he would have a relatively soft landing in the pool of spunk.

Sam crawled forward a little farther and slid into the open chasm of Jake’s cock. He managed to brace himself as the cum washed over him. Sam was soon thoroughly coated in the spunk. Once he felt like he had enough on him, he let himself get washed out with the flow. Sam slowly fell to the earth suspended in a slimy strand of giant spooge. He felt like he would never be clean again, but at least he was alive.

Sam staggered out of the jizz puddle and into the open field. He could see Tyler watching anxiously from the window. Tyler’s eyes lit up as Sam waved to him to show that he was safe. Tyler vanished from the window and must have told Jake the good news, because Jake’s enormous member was once again swelling to vast heights.

Tyler was so excited to see Sam safe. Now that he was no longer fearing for his friend’s life, he had nothing to stop him from rubbing one out. As scary at Sam’s little journey was, it was also hot as fuck. Tyler was already leaking all over Sam’s carpet.

Tyler didn’t want to make more of a mess than he already had, but what could he do? He was stuck in here until Sam managed to shrink Jake back down. All Tyler knew was that if he didn’t do something soon he was going to nut all over Sam’s room… again!

Tyler spotted the open window and realized that his best bet as to try and shoot outside. He aimed his cock as best he could and thrusted in the direction of the open portal. Tyler had hit dead on. He could feel the frame of the window rubbing along his shaft as he pumped in and out. Somewhere deep in the back of Tyler’s mind he realized how ludicrous it was that he was basically fucking a house, but he couldn’t stop. His relief at Sam’s safety just made him even hornier. It was time to let off that pent up sexual frustration.

Sam could hear moans of pleasure coming from his room. He looked up to see half of Tyler’s cock sticking out of his window. Sam was right in the line of fire, but there was nothing he could do. He was too tired to fight back or even move. He had just successfully scaled Mount Saint Hardon and ridden its warm discharge to safety. All of the adrenaline that had kept Sam moving was gone. Sam just started laughing as he fell to his knees. Wouldn’t that be how it goes? Survive a harrowing journey just to be spooged to death by a reckless bud.

Sam could hear the wall of his house creaking as Tyler thrusted into the window one last time; going in deeper than he had before. Sam could do nothing but watch as the giant jets of cum arced through the air and crashed down around him. The streams of jizz splattered to the ground, ricocheting back up and splashing against Sam, as other streams rained down from above. He was being drenched with cum from all directions.

Sam didn’t even try to fight it. He just let the torrents buffet against his body. He was rocked back and forth as he was hit by jet after jet. Before he knew it, Sam was lying flat on his back in and ever growing puddle of Tyler’s spunk. Sam could feel his own cock stand at attention in the midst of the downpour.

Sam didn’t want to admit it, but climbing around on Jake’s mountainous cock had really gotten him horny. Now that Sam wasn’t afraid of dying at any second, he could finally enjoy it. The memories of his harrowing adventure came flooding back to him. Each scene replayed in vivid detail in his mind as he came hard. His own spurts mixed with Tyler’s in the air and rained back down on him.

Sam continued to cum again and again until he was completely spent. He was left floating on his back in a field of jizz. There was far too much around him to just be his and Tyler’s. Sam managed to look beside him and see that Jake’s dick was hanging floppily over the railing now as well. It’s impossible to tell just how much that that behemoth had unleashed upon the landscape.

As Sam’s hardon died down, he could feel it lay down and slap against his feet. Soaking in so much of Tyler’s warm cum had definitely had a lasting impact on him. Sam could only laugh as he thought about how big his dick must be now. Five? Six feet? And that wasn’t even released. Sam had hoped to pretend to be normal for at least one more day at school, but now that would be impossible.

Oh well… Time to whip up another pair of bulge panties. 
