Chapter 4 - Geno-type pt. 4

            Tyler barely had time to catch his breath when he noticed his balls were already full. His dick was also twitching as it was once again springing back to life. His changes seemed to have caused his nuts to be able to replenish themselves almost instantly. Tyler surveyed the damage to the stall and figured that he must have emptied and refilled his balls multiple times during his last shootout in order to cover the area as thoroughly as he had. He was going to need another shower to get all the spunk off of him, and his current stall was so coated that he was getting dirty faster than he could wash off.
 
            Tyler decided to move to a clean stall. He picked himself up off the ground, shut off the faucet, and turned to head to open the curtain. He did not bother picking up his towel. It was too saturated with cum to be of any use to him for anything other than covering up. Besides chances are no one was left in the locker room anyway. Most of the other guys were already getting changed and packed up to leave before he did his stage show on the bench. If anyone was still left in the lockers, then they would have seen the fireworks, and there was really no point in being modest after that.
 
            He pulled open the curtain and standing right outside was one of the freshman boys. Under normal circumstances this boy had wavy black hair and very pale skin. It seemed physically impossible for him to tan. He was outside just as much as the rest of the team and had nothing to show for it. Now he was standing there wearing nothing but his thick black-framed hipster glasses and a towel. His normally wavy hair was matted around his face; soaked with cum and water. He had apparently been well within the splash zone when the party started. He just stood there dumbfounded with his mouth hanging open and a blank look in his eyes. “Sammy!?” Tyler yelped.
           
            Sam was too busy trying to collect the several scattered thought processes rushing around in his mind to bother trying to move his body. Sam was so amazed that Tyler actually knew his name... Sort of. No one had ever called him Sammy before. He was simultaneously confused and overjoyed by this. Sure, this wasn’t his exact name, but it was technically correct. It was like he had just been given a nickname; a pet name from his idol. He hoped that this was done as a sign of affection and not because he was deemed childlike by Tyler. Despite already being 16, Sam was always treated like a little kid. He was pretty out of the loop when his friends would talk about sex, and he still enjoyed watching cartoons. 
 
            He had waited for all the other boys to leave pretending to be busy brushing his teeth and fixing his hair. His real goal was to get some time alone with Tyler so he could finally work up the courage to talk to him. Sam had had a bit of a crush on Tyler since the first time they met. The only reason he even joined the soccer team was in an effort to get closer to Tyler, and now here Tyler was standing before him, naked, in all his glory, with the biggest set of cock and balls Sam had ever seen in his life dangling between his legs. Not just that, but Sam had just been unexpectedly drenched in a torrent of spooge from his one and only first crush. It was all too much for him to take. He stood there moving his mouth, but failing to make any words. He just stood there, shaking like a leaf, with his left hand down right about his crotch trying to hold up his towel that had been trying to fall off this whole time. His right hand was rubbing his left arm up and down nervously. His cheeks were flushed, and sweat was starting to trickle down his face.  
 
            Tyler realized that Sam was an inch away from a full on mental meltdown and tried to diffuse the situation. “I’ve seen you play out there. You’re pretty good. Glad to have you on the team.” Tyler gave the most reassuring smile he could muster and extended his hand for a handshake. The palm of his hand was actually relatively clean from having been firmly wrapped around his dick while the jizz was raining down. The backside, not so much. Sam was starting to be able to function rationally now, and returned the handshake.
 
            “Th-Thank you, sir. I, uh, I wanted to thank you for standing up to that guy. He’s been a real pain around here.” Sam was trying to make eye contact, but failing. He would get nervous and instinctively look down. This would result in him staring directly at the mammoth member of the team captain. He would quickly shoot his gaze upward, and silently chastise himself for looking at his hero’s junk. “Oh, god, I must look like such a creeper, standing right outside your stall. I am so sorry. I just. It’s just. I heard this loud thump, it sounded like you fell or something. And I was worried you mi-“
 
            Tyler held up his hands and gestured for Sam to calm down. “Easy. Easy. I am not worried at all. Sorry about, the whole” Tyler raises one of his hands and sort of gestures all around “making it rain. Um, you’ve got a little something right here.” Tyler reaches over and plucks a long, slimy, sticky strand that was on Sam’s face. It actually started on his right cheek, stretched over his right lens, and into his hair.
 
            “There we are.” Tyler said as he lifted the strand off and then shook it off his hand onto the floor. He got a brief look at the floor while he was doing this. The large puddle was still not showing any signs of draining, and the wet atmosphere was keeping it from drying out. The janitors had their work cut out for them. Tyler also noticed something off about Sam’s towel.
 
            Sam’s towel had almost completely fallen off by now. It was only held up by Sam’s hand pressing it down over his own junk.. Tyler could see that the area around the crotch was soaked clear through. Sam must have also cum some while Tyler was beating off in the shower. Sam also had a small slip of paper in his hand that was holding the towel up. “What’s that?” Tyler asked as he gestured to Sam’s hand.
 
            “My towel?” Sam asked as he looked down. It was then that he realized that he had grabbed his towel with the hand that he was holding something else in. “Oh, shit!” Sam quickly started shaking out the piece of paper. He then tried to flatten it out with his fingers. He was too fixated on the paper to realize that he had dropped the towel.
  
             Tyler took this opportunity to get a good look at Sam. Sam was one of those guys that seemed pretty ordinary at first glance. He looked thin and lanky when he is wearing clothes, but now that he was completely naked Tyler could see that was not the case. Sam was very lean, but very obviously muscled. He had one of those lithe builds where muscles didn’t become bigger, they just became more pronounced. His abs looked like they were carved straight into his stomach instead of being layered on top of it.
His cock was amazing too. Tyler wondered how he could have overlooked it. He did not remember Sam as having a particularly noticeable dick when he did his quick inventory earlier. He seemed pretty average in that regards. Now Sam was fully rigid, and his member put even Biff’s to shame. It was not nearly as big as Tyler’s but it came close to the foot mark. Tyler could also see that Sam’s dick was leaking large amounts of pre. Sam had a fair amount of spunk trickling down his legs. Tyler knew it couldn’t be his since Sam’s towel would have covered this area. Sam must have cum hard, at least once, and was already ready for more. Tyler was quite impressed, and his own python was beginning to wake up as well.
 
            “Sorry about the mess.” Sam said. “I, uh, I was impressed by the way you stood up and, uh, handled that bully. I think you’re really cool, and maybe some day, if you have time, we could do something outside of soccer?” Sam looked at Tyler with big soulful puppy eyes. He held forth the slip of paper with both hands as if he was a Japanese business man presenting a business card. Sam also had just as much deference, if not more. He looked down at the ground, too afraid to make eye contact, and afraid of the oncoming rejection.
 
            Tyler accepted the slip of paper that had Sam’s name and phone number scrawled on it. The slip of paper was also covered in cum, and not all of it was Sam’s. Despite being soaked and messy, the writing was still fairly legible. “Sure! I’ll shoot you a text sometime.” Tyler said with a smile. Sam’s face turned yet another shade of red and thanked Tyler profusely.
 
            “Thank you! Thank you! I have to go! My ride has been waiting for me. They are going to be worried about me!” Sam hurried back to his locker and began to throw his clothes on very quickly. In a matter of seconds he was fully dressed. He was still wet and sticky so his clothes clung to his body in weird ways, and he still had strands of cum in his hair when he rushed out of the locker room to catch his ride.
 
            Now that Tyler was the last one in the locker room he easily found a clean stall, and got cleaned up. He was already ready for another round of wanking, but he resisted the temptation. He really needed to get home, and he would never get anywhere if he just kept defiling each of the stalls.
 
            He got back to his locker and pulled out a change of clothes. He grabbed his pair of loose track pants to wear home instead of his jeans he wore to school. He was still flying at half mast and so he really didn’t feel like trying to force two legs down one side of his jeans.  He also didn’t bother putting his boxers on this time. They were unnecessary anyway.  He slipped on his t-shirt and gathered his bags.
 
            Tyler was feeling refreshed, and could have easily walked the few miles back to his home, but he was in a hurry. He needed to see Jake, and soon. He still had not seen or heard from him all day. Tyler had hoped to run into him around the school. It was pretty common for them to run into each other between classes and spend a few minutes talking as they walked. Tyler felt like he was about to burst if he didn’t tell Jake soon.
           
            Tyler walked over to a bus stop that was just two blocks away. He had a bus pass for the city buses and so he didn’t have to worry about paying to ride. The bus would drop him off just a few blocks from his house, making his trip home far shorter, and air conditioned.

            Tyler’s track pants were generally pretty loose, but today they were tight in a few key areas. Tyler semi pushed up against the fabric. The outline of his penis was easily visible to anyone who looked. Tyler thought about putting his gym bag on his lap to cover it, but he was far beyond the point of modestly. Instead he slid down in his seat a bit so that he has sitting more on the small of the back instead of on his butt. His pelvis jutted out over the edge of the seat, accentuating his bulge even further. Now everyone in the bus could see it, and judging from the stares and murmurs from the rest of the passengers, everyone had seen it.
 
            Other than that the trip was pretty uneventful. Tyler managed to get home in just over twenty minutes. No one else was home yet, but this was to be expected. Tyler grabbed a box of sewing supplies out of the hall closet and began to rifle through it. Tyler always grabbed the scissors out of this box when he needed a set for his school projects, and so he remembered seeing the old, rolled, cloth tape measure several times in the past. Sure enough, it was still there. He figured the straight ruler would not be big enough any more; or ever again, for that matter.
 
 
            He ran up to his room and locked the door behind him. He pulled off all his clothes and sat on the end of the bed, and unrolled the measuring tape. He placed one side at the base of his penis and began lining it up with the rest of the shaft so he could finally see how big he had become. Even he was a little surprised by the verdict. He was just over fourteen inches, and that was soft! He needed to see how big it was once he was hard. Fortunately just the excitement of finding out his new measurements caused his monster to spring to life. He managed to get fully hard in under a minute with just a little bit of coaxing by rubbing the shaft. He measured it and found out it was twenty-one inches! Almost two feet of solid cock! His hefty nuts were now the size of large grapefruits. It seems like they must have swelled again since his little scene in the shower. He didn’t remember wishing to grow again, but he didn’t think it really mattered. He was too happy with the results. He had to have the biggest dick in the world now.
 
            Somewhere in the back of is mind he had to wonder if maybe he had overdone it. Maybe he should try and trim it back just a bit more. To make it more reasonable. He sat there and focused on trying to reduce his equipment down a bit. Nothing happened. Tyler was not sure how to feel about this. Maybe he just didn’t actually want it, which was what was holding him back? Just then he heard the front door open. Oh shit. Someone else is here. He focused on it harder. He pleaded with his dick to just shrink down just a bit. Then he thought of his wish again. He never asked for control of his size. All he asked was to be bigger. It then clicked in his mind. This was a one way trip. Nowhere to go but up. Tyler felt a lump form in his throat. He had to be careful now. If he let himself get too carried away he ran the risk of becoming some kind of freak show. It’s one thing to have a monster mega-cock, but is there such a thing as too big? If there was would he realize it before he got there?

            Just then there was a knock on the door. Well, it was less a knock and more of a loud thud from someone faceplanting into the door. Jake was so used to just charging in whenever he felt like it, that he didn’t even check to see if the door was locked. He just tried to open to door and charge through in one quick motion. When he realized the door wasn’t opening he did not have time to stop his momentum before slamming face first into the door. Jake could hear Tyler talking to himself on the other side of the door. Tyler seemed to be saying something about how he had gotten big and now couldn’t get it to go back down. Jake looked up to the sky and mouthed a silent “Thank you.” To anyone who might be out there.
 
            Jake reached above the door and pulled down the key. He then unlocked the door and walked right in. “Dude, we have to talk about- Holy shit! You’re huge!” Jake was trying to walk in as casually as possibly, but he not so secretly was hoping to catch a free shot of his friend. He was not expecting to see as much as he did, though. His best friend was sitting there, on the edge of the bed, with a towering spire of cock reaching up to his chest. “What the hell? That’s way bigger than last week!”
 
            Tyler stood up quickly and made a futile attempt to cover himself. He couldn’t even cover his balls with both hands let alone his monolithic member. If anything Tyler’s attempts just drew Jakes attention to the gigantic spheres that were no dangling almost halfway down to Tyler’s knees. “Last week? What do you mean last week?” Tyler asked, his voice cracking a little.
 
           Jake now knew he was busted. “Well, you remember that day I walked in on you while you were jacking it?” Jake asked sheepishly?
 
            “You mean the day you walked in after I jacked it?” Tyler relaxed a little now. He realized that it was pointless to try and cover himself up and so he just stood there glaring at Jake wit his hands on his hips.
            “Yeah. About that. I actually came in twice. The first time you didn’t seem to notice me and I saw what you were up to. I was just so stunned that I froze. I like, blanked and just stood there. When my head cleared I slipped back out of the room and waited for you to finish.
 
            “And just how much of my jack of session did you watch?” Tyler probably should have been upset with his friend, but something about this just got him even more worked up.
 
           Jake fidgeted a bit. “All of it… I stood there and watched you until you shot all over yourself. I then slipped out while you were caught up in the afterglow…” Jake was really feeling ashamed of himself now; both for what he had done, and for having kept it a secret.
 
            Tyler just tiled his head a big and smirked. “Really, if you wanted in on the fun, you should have just asked.”
 
            Jake couldn’t believe his ears. Tyler really wasn’t mad at him? Was he just jerking him around now? Tyler could be unpredictable at times, especially when horny, but Tyler had always been very shy and prudish when it came to his body and especially his penis. That did not seem to be the case anymore. Far from it, seeing as Tyler was now parading around the room naked as the day he was born. Jake could tell Tyler was really getting excited, too, because is dick had already began to dribble.
 
            “In fact, why not make up for lost time?” Tyler said as he walked over to his desk chair and sat down. Is legs were spread wide giving his sack room to spread out and his balls began to droop over the front of the chair. Jake could see the seductive look on Tyler’s face beckoning him over.
 
             Jake tried to say something, but his throat had tightened too much. All he could think of was how heed needed that thing in or around his mouth. He got down on his knees in front of Tyler and was eye level with the tip of his best friend’s cock. He had dreamed of this moment for years, but even in his wildest, wettest dreams had he ever imagined it like this. He grabbed the shaft with both hands and began licking the tip. He gave Tyler the best piercing blue bedroom eyes that he could manage. They seemed to work too. One of jakes hands was gripping a particularly veiny part of Tyler’s cock, and he could feel the rhythmic drumming of Tyler’s pulse begin to quicken as they made eye contact.
 
 
            There was no way Jake could deep-throat this monster. Getting even the tip in his mouth required him to extend his jaw to its limits, but he did manage that much. He pulled down on the shaft and wrapped his mouth around the now exposed head. He pushed as much of the cock as he could into his mouth until it pushed up against the back of his throat. He worked up and down the few inches that he could get all while running his tongue over every square inch of surface he could reach. He did this for a minute or so and then the cock out of his mouth. He them worked the tip with both hands pushing in and out; kneading the head like dough. He pulled down on both sides of the head to open the slit a little more, and then worked the tip of his tongue in. He flicked at the sides he opening with what little bit of his tongue he could get in. Tyler was really leaking now and Jake drank it up. It was a bit bitter, but he never wanted to forget his friend’s flavor.
 
            He kept his bedroom eyes trained on Tyler’s up until this point, but by now Tyler had closed his eyes and he was beginning to convulse. Jake was not ready to let him cum just yet. He had waited too long for this to be over like that. He pulled off of the head and began working the shaft more. His left hand kneaded up and down the side of the shaft and his right hand massaged one of Tyler’s massive balls while he worked every possible inch of it with his tongue. He wanted to savor this moment, savor the salty, sweaty taste of his friend’s skin, the sound of Tyler’s moans.
 
            Jake was rock hard as well by now, and he felt like he was going to blow at any second. He knew it was time. He once again wrapped his lips around the tip and began to work it. Within seconds Tyler began to let loose a torrent; Jake came at the same time. He tried to swallow as much as he could, but it was coming too fast. His mouth was overflowing and he ran the risk of choking if he tried to drink any more. Still, Jake refused to let any of the downpour escape him. He pulled down on the cock and guided the blast over his body. He let it spray all over his face and chest, and once he had time to swallow all that was in his mouth he resumed sucking the head and drinking as much as he could. Tyler continued to cum and cum again. He fired steadily for several minutes. Jake had to pull out a few times to allow himself time to finish swallowing while he let himself bathe in the current.
 
            They were both exhausted after this. Every inch of Jake’s face was coated with Tyler’s spunk. Much of his shirt was covered, too. His pants were coated in a mixture of both his and Tyler’s jizz. Tyler got shakily to his feet, and then helped Jake get up. Tyler helped Jake take his clothes off as they made out right then and there. Tyler alternated between kissing Jake and licking large gobs of is own cum off his friend’s face. Once they had managed to completely strip off all of Jake’s clothes the two of them collapsed onto Tyler’s bed. They drifted off to sleep in each others’ arms. 
