Chapter 34 - Geno-type pt. 34

As Jake rounded the corner he could see his brother standing out in front of Tyler’s house. Mark had definitely lost some weight since Jake had last seen him, but he was still fairly heavy set. Mark’s curly brown hair had grown out to almost touch his shoulders. Their parents had always said it made him look like a damn hippy when he did that; which of course just made him grow it longer. Judging by the layer of scruff on Mark’s face, Jake figured he was on day three of his shaving cycle. Mark was one of those guys who didn’t see the point in shaving every day and instead opted to shave roughly once every five days; once the beard started to get a little too long he’d shave it off completely. Jake far preferred to shave daily and keep his face looking clean and smooth; not that Jake hadn’t considered growing a beard, but he didn’t think he could rock the look near as well as his brother did.

Tyler waved out the side of the jeep to signal to Mark that it was time to go to work. He was so glad to see Uncle Mark there. Tyler knew that whether Jake was ready or not, he was going to have to come clean with his parents today, and Tyler wasn’t sure they Jake could do it even with Tyler’s help. If anyone could handle Jake’s parents, it was Mark. Tyler was also glad to see that Mark had not shaved recently. He could really pull off the layer of manly fuzz. Mark generally liked to wear Jeans, some band shirt, usually metal, and a flannel shirt over top of that. Add on the beard to that ensemble and Tyler thought that Mark looked like an IT Al Borland.

Mark’s extra fur extended well past his neck, a fact that Tyler was all too aware of. To be honest, Tyler had had a bit of a childhood crush on Mark. He was fascinated by the dark, thick hair that covered much of his older neighbor’s body. Tyler had plenty of chances to steal glances at Mark over the years; especially since Mark was often the one who watched out for Jake and Tyler and took them places when they were young.

One of their favorite places to go was the community pool, and of course, Mark would be shirtless for much of their visit. Tyler could still remember one time when they were getting ready to go to the pool. Mark had been running late at class that day, and so he had quickly gathered his gear and loaded the kids into the car; opting to shower and change at the pool, rather than make his eager young companions wait longer than they already had. Tyler had gotten wind of this idea and had decided to do the same.

There was no reason for Tyler to shower at the communal showers; he had been home all day; he had showered earlier on in the day; and he could just as easily go to the pool already in his suit. Tyler was determined to shower with Mark, though. He had walked by the shower area plenty of times and knew that it was a completely open room with just a few shower heads poking out of the walls. Tyler was guaranteed to be able to get a good look at Mark’s dick in there.

Tyler wasn’t sure why, but he was excited; giddy even. He had been looking forward to their pool trip all week, but that was before he knew that he could sneak a peak at Uncle Mark’s pecker. Tyler was far more excited about his potential voyeurism than he was about going swimming.

When they had arrived at the pool, Tyler ran on ahead while Jake hung back with Mark, who was busy paying for he three passes. Tyler found an open locker and hastily peeled off his layer of clothes; leaving him in nothing but his cheap flip-flops and a towel that was draped around his neck. Mark and Jake were only just reaching the locker by the time that Tyler was completely naked. Jake pealed off his shirt and was ready to go; unlike Mark and Tyler he had chosen to come in his swimming trunks.

Mark on the other hand was slowly pealing off layer after layer. His two shirts came off first, but that wasn’t that interesting. Sure, Tyler liked to see Mark without his shirt, but it wasn’t anything that Tyler wouldn’t have seen anyway. Tyler felt his heart start beating harder as Mark pulled down his jeans. He could also feel something else; something that he was not familiar with. It was like his stomach had suddenly become extremely ticklish and the very skin around his tummy was poking it in ways that made his now sensitive digestive organ flip and spin to avoid the onslaught of tickling. He was feeling a different sort of tickle even further down. Tyler little dick seemed to be enjoying the show too. It was tingly and sensitive and it seemed… bigger somehow?  

Mark’s boxers slipped down a little as they got caught on his jeans, but they only dropped enough to give Tyler a quick view of Mark’s crack and the a little flash of the extra thick patch of hair below Mark’s belly. Tyler was a little surprised at how thick Mark’s bush was. Sure, he knew that older guys tended to grow hair down there, but he hadn’t expected it to be quite as dense and well… bushy.

Tyler’s heart sunk as Mark slipped his towel around his waist before pulling his boxers the rest of the way down. Tyler had been robbed of his free shot, but only for a moment. Mark couldn’t shower with that towel on. Tyler just had to be patient.

Tyler and Mark walked off to the showers. Jake followed behind, but balked as it came time to actually enter the showering area. He paced around the doorway for a bit before giving up and going off to the pool alone.

Tyler pulled his towel off from his shoulders and draped it over one of the various bars mounted to the wall on the dry side of the room, and waited for Mark to do the same. Mark nonchalantly dropped his towel and flung it over the bar next to Tyler. The whole action took only a second or two, but to Tyler it felt like hours. Tyler watched in slow motion as the towel fell away revealing the full extent of Mark’s dense underbrush. Tyler had finally gotten to see Mark’s cock for the first time. That’s exactly what it was too, a cock. That was a man’s cock, not a little pecker like Tyler had.

Tyler was a little intimidated by it. Mark’s cock wasn’t all that long. It was probably around five to six inches, but at the time, it was the biggest dick Tyler had ever seen. In addition to its length, Mark’s cock, much like the rest of him, was very, very thick. Tyler couldn’t believe how fat and heavy that piece of meat between his older friend’s legs was. Even Mark’s balls were huge. The massive spheres dangling below that fat cock easily put Tyler’s little berries to shame. At the time, Tyler couldn’t imagine anyone else having such large nuts, but he would eventually learn that nice, large balls ran in the family.

Tyler’s face became even more flushed and it became harder for him to swallow as it felt like his heart was pounding up in his throat. Tyler’s dick was also starting to stir to life. Tyler could feel his cock inflating. He had never actually seen this happen before, but he had heard stories. His classmates liked to brag about how often they got boners and how big theirs were. Tyler had been a little bit of a late bloomer, and he was worried that he had never experienced what everyone else in his class claimed to have felt. He was actually glad that he was starting to get a boner. It meant that he was normal. It didn’t even occur to him until much later that it might be a problem that he was getting hard because of another guy.
Tyler got under the shower head next to Mark and let the water wash over him. He tried not to be too obvious in his peaking, but it was hard for him not to stare. The water caused Mark’s thick bush to lie flat against his skin, making his meaty tool seem even larger than before. Tyler’s dick also seemed even larger, but his was not because of the water.

As Tyler’s semi began to harden, he got a little worried. It was getting to the point where it was noticeable that he was getting a boner, and no one else in the locker room seemed to have one. Tyler felt very out of place and very exposed. He quickly excused himself and slipped into one of the stalls. He sat there, dripping wet, as he tried to remember what his classmates had said they did in this situation. Tyler sat atop the closed toilet as he took a deep breath and wrapped his fingers around his little stiffy. He gasped in shock and pleasure as the sensation hit him. He had never imagined that it could feel so good. Tyler tightened his grip and then began to pump up and down on his dick. His breathing got shallower as he got closer and closer to something. He wasn’t sure what yet, but he was sure it was going to be awesome.

The pressure and pleasure continued to build up in Tyler’s shaft. As he continued to stroke his erection, his balls began demand to get in on the action. It was like he had a dull ache deep in his nuts, but it was somehow strangely pleasurable. Tyler’s balls began to seize upwards and tighten as his cock began to twitch violently. Tyler’s hips bucked along with the rhythm of his stroking as he came closer and closer to blowing his first load. He wanted to let out a loud moan of pleasure as he released, but he quickly bit his lip to stifle it. Tyler’s mind exploded in pure euphoria as he unloaded a long, thick, heavy shot of jizz into the air.

The warm cream crashed down onto Tyler’s face with a splash. Tyler’s eyelids instinctively slammed shut as the wave of jizz crashed against his left eye. The warm goop slowly trickled down Tyler’s cheek as he collapsed backwards onto the porcelain. Tyler lackadaisically wiped the spooge out of his eye as he reveled in the afterglow. It’s no wonder his classmates bragged about doing this so much; jacking off rocks.

After Tyler managed to scoop up enough spunk with his fingers to clean off the area around his eyes, he slowly opened his eyelids to get a look at what had just hit him. He hadn’t mastered the art of closing only one eye at a time yet. His dad was really good at winking. He could even do it with either eye. Tyler figured it would probably be a good time to learn that particular trick, especially if he was going to be getting creamed in the face by this strange substance.

Tyler watched as the gooey, white liquid slid around his fingers as he turned his hand. So this is what his friends had called cum? Well, cum, jizz, spizz, spunk, he’d even heard it called baby batter, although that name seemed a little weird. He couldn’t imagine this stuff being edible; not based off the smell anyway. He was curious, though, and in his current euphoric state, many things that had seemed gross before seemed like they could be pretty cool ideas. Tyler stuck his tongue out and gingerly poked the slimy mass with the tip. Tyler braced himself for some noxious flavor, but was surprised when there really wasn’t much of any taste to it. Tyler was still curious and a bit emboldened by this new discovery and slid his spunk gunked fingers into his mouth. This stuff actually wasn’t that bad. Not something he would use for baking, but he could definitely learn to like it.

There was a knock on the stall door followed by a voice asking “You alright in there, kiddo? You’ve been in there a while.” It was Mark. Just thinking about Mark made Tyler’s cock twitch a bit even though he’d just cum.

Tyler sat up straight and quickly took stock of his situation; he had a few jizz splotches along his chest, the one on his face, not to mention the pool of spooge on the toilet seat. Tyler’s cock had still been dribbling spunk after that powerful blast. It was a pretty good sized puddle, but it was not directly touching him, so he decided to leave it. Let the next person who uses that stall see it, and realize what had happened. Tyler figured they’d be jealous of whoever had just gotten off in here. It felt pretty awesome. Tyler figured everyone would want to rub one out the second they thought they had a chance. “Yeah, just give me a second to finish… wiping.” Again, technically true, but Tyler had always been terrible at lying; even half lies.

Tyler grabbed some paper and dabbed up the jizz from his face and chest. He tossed the spunky paper into the bowl and flushed it down. With the evidence disposed of, Tyler opened the stall door and strode proudly across the room back to his locker. He was no longer erect, but his cock was still engorged and sensitive. Each step sent ripples of pleasure up his spine as his tadger bobbed and swung with his stride. Tyler could only imagine and dream about how much better it would be once his dick had reached the size of Mark’s.
Tyler had wiped up the large goopy clumps, but since he had never had to wipe up cum before, he didn’t know about the clear residue that tends to be left over. In the right light, shimmering splotches could be seen on his skin. The few who were at the right angle to see this knew exactly why this young man had such a spring in his step.

The rest of the pool trip was much like any other, but Tyler would never forget how he had seen Mark’s hefty tool and how he had subsequently pounded one out for the first time. Now that Tyler was older, he realized that Mark really wasn’t that well hung, but then again, nobody really seemed that well hung compared to Tyler and company. Tyler wouldn’t mind giving his former baby sitter a hand in that department if the opportunity presented itself.

Tyler leaned over and tapped Jake on the shoulder as they pulled up in front of his house. “Yo. Get the hose ready. I’m going to let loose.”

Jake put the car into park a little faster than originally planned and spun around to look at Tyler. “What? Here? Everyone will see you!”

Tyler shrugged nonchalantly. “Well, let them see. It’s not like it will fit inside my house, and I can’t really hold it in until everyone goes to bed. Besides, I’d rather not have that constantly on my mind while we are giving your parents the talk.”

Jake could feel the pit that had been growing in his stomach open up even larger at the mention of his parents. He knew that Tyler was probably right on this one, and he really didn’t have the energy to argue right now. “Fine, but make it quick.”

Jake hurried over to the side of Tyler’s house and quickly began rolling out the hose. By the time he got around to the front, Tyler was already standing in the middle of the street with his hands down the front of his pants as he worked at pulling forth his sword from the stone.

Tyler’s briefs were packed so tight now that it was a chore to pry his massive shaft from out of his underwear. He was seriously considering just dropping his shorts in the middle of the street, but undoing his suspenders would have taken a lot more time than it was worth. He’d finally managed to get his arms under the shaft and lug his massive cock out from beneath its stretchy prison. His colossal dick slapped against the concrete with an audible smack. Tyler immediately realized that he hadn’t thought this through all the way as his sensitive skin pressed against the concrete that had been warmed by the hot summer sun. Fortunately the temperature had been relatively mild this week, so the warmth was roughly akin to what Tyler had grown accustomed to in the sauna at the gym.

Tyler then turned his attention to extricating his equally cumbersome nuts. Each of his colossal cum factories required both hands to lift from their enclosure. Tyler unloaded his balls onto the street, first the left one, then the right one, and breathed a sigh of relief. Not only was the hard part done, but it also felt amazing to let his junk air out after being pressed into a too small pair of short for so long. He looked over to see that Jake was standing at the ready with the green garden hose. Tyler could also see from the look in Jake’s eyes that if Tyler didn’t make this quick, that Jake would be at the ready with his other hose, too. As much fun as it would be to get Jake off in the middle of their neighborhood, the chances of Jake’s parents catching them was just too great. They were only safe for the moment because of Mark’s noble sacrifice. Mark wasn’t in any real mortal danger, but dealing with Jake’s parents could always be a grating task.

Tyler slowly exhaled as he relaxed all the muscles in his body. His already massive cock quickly swelled to monolithic proportions. His mountainous shaft easily dwarfing the cars parked along the side of the street. Tyler’s gigantic nuts swelled along with his shaft; each orb quickly becoming too big for the street and spilling into the neighboring yards. Pretty soon one of Tyler’s enormous balls was filling much of his front yard while the other crushed Jake’s lawn.

Jake just stood and stared in awe as Tyler’s glorious meat swelled to godly proportions. Tyler had easily surpassed Jake in size. Jake was jealous, sure, but he was also strangely proud to think that just two days ago, that beast was deeply imbedded inside of him. Jake could feel a strange longing and emptiness inside of him. He didn’t wish Tyler would shrink down again so that he could once again mount that beautiful specimen of manhood. If anything he wished that he could somehow become large enough that he could take all of Tyler’s leviathan at its true size.

In Jake’s mind, he was down on all fours in front of Tyler. Jake was easily taller than any of the houses, even in his prostrate position. He was straddling the street as he waited for the epic drilling he so desperately longed for. One of his knees dug into the grass right in front of Tyler’s front door while his other dug deep into his own lawn. His gigantic hands were using the neighbor’s houses to steady himself as he lifted his ass up to the air for easy access. An equally massive Tyler stood over him; prepping his gigantic throbbing cock to take Jake’s ready hole.

Tyler looked on with that smug look and lascivious grin. That grin. Always that grin. That grin got Jake hard every time, and this was no exception. Jake’s massive cock was hard before, but now it was rigid. Jake’s titanic rod was so hard and so huge, even compared to his current colossal size, that the head of his dick was poking his in the chin as he awaited Tyler’s cock from behind. Tiny beads of pre were dribbling out of the slit and crashing against the ground like meteors. Tyler pressed the head of his gigantic cock to the puckered entrance of Jake’s eager ass as he said “What’s the hold up? My sausage and eggs are getting fried over here!”

“wut?” Jake was snapped back to reality after realizing that that last line was from the real Tyler. Tyler was antsily bouncing while his freight train of a cock lazed unmoving on the searing pavement. “Oh, right!” Jake pulled the trigger and unleashed a cool, refreshing cascade across Tyler’s rapidly dwindling behemoth.

The cool water was a welcome addition for Tyler. Not only did it reduce his titanic cock from a holy shit huge size to a much more manageable frickin’ large size but it also helped to cool burning blacktop that had been cooking his dick like a gas station hot dog.  Tyler breathed a sigh of relief as his equipment stopped overheating.

With his junk now safely reduced to a somewhat manageable size, Tyler began the laborious process of putting his eggs back in their basket; followed shortly after by putting his snake back in its den. After a few quick adjustments, Tyler was once again relatively mobile, and able to help Sam out of the jeep and back into the house. From the looks of things, Jake might need a little help too, since he was now well past a semi. Jake’s rising spire was making it near impossible for his to see where he was going. Seems someone had really enjoyed watching Tyler let it all hang out. Jake had even begun to dribble pre onto Tyler’s front lawn. Oh well, that grass needed to be watered anyway.

Tyler went back around to the passenger side of the Jeep and helped Sam out. Sam was still being eerily quiet, even for Sam. Tyler wasn’t sure what all was going on in that head of his, but he hoped he could find a way to help. Tyler put one arm around Sam’s shoulder and led the cloaked figure into his house, while he grabbed the front of Jake’s tented briefs and guided him along with the other. This was getting to be an odd day, and given the state of the last few days, that is saying a lot.

The three of them entered the house easily enough. They had to take turns, obviously, the door wasn’t big enough to allow two normal sized people to enter at the same time comfortably, let alone people sporting mammoth dongs. Tyler shut the door behind him and figured that they were all in the clear. All signs pointed to them having slipped in under the radar. Tyler’s mom should be at work right now.

She should be, but she wasn’t. She was standing at the end of the hall with her mouth hanging open, and the bowl she was carrying lying shattered on the ground before her; the recently heated soup once held within now spreading out across the tile floor. Tyler froze dead in his tracks as they made eye contact. She quickly found her voice, and  lots of it. She spoke with a loud booming voice that was somehow both shrill and metered in a way that only a mother’s admonishment could be. “Tyler Daniel Simmons! What have you done to yourself?”
