Chapter 40 - Geno-type pt. 40

Jake pulled the jeep off the main road and wound his way along the narrow dirt path leading up to the hill they usually camped at. Jake’s boner had deflated a bit from the stress of dealing with the officer, but he was still incredibly aroused; causing his dick to be super sensitive. The rocking and rumbling of the jeep on the uneven terrain was rattling Jake to his core; turning his body into a six foot three inch vibrator that buzzing his cock back to life. The show from the back seat wasn’t hurting either. Tyler was still hard at work giving Sam the ride of his life.
           
Tyler was still sitting in the back with Sam; working over every available inch of the boy’s body with his tongue and kisses; every inch of Sam’s body except for right on the lips. Jake was a little jealous of all the attention that Sam was getting, even though he knew the reasons, but seeing Tyler avoid the lips filled Jake with pride. Jake couldn’t even be sure that Tyler was doing it on purpose, but there was something about the lips. Jake couldn’t really put it to words, but it was something special, something sensual. A good passionate kiss right on the lips was something Tyler saved for his one true love.
           
As pleased as Jake was to know that he had Tyler’s love, he wished he could have Tyler’s jizz as well. Sam had somehow managed to get more of it than Jake had over the last few days, as was evidenced by the roughly sixty feet tall spire of cock rising out of the back of the jeep. Sam’s smallest size rivaled that of Jake’s biggest. Jake wanted to put the jeep into park right then and there; just slam to a stop, climb out, and suck off Tyler’s cock right then and there. Jake could tell that Tyler was getting close to blowing. Tyler’s massive cock was standing at attention; beads of pre dribbling out through the fabric of his briefs, which were struggling in vain to hold back the rigid shaft. The droplets of pre crashed against the hood of the car like basketball sized water balloons.
           
Jake could barely keep his eyes on the road. Tyler’s tightly packed shaft was demanding as much of his attention as he could spare. Jake knew they only had maybe another five minutes of driving until they reached the hill, but he had been waiting for this all day. Watching his boyfriend and their new friend so thoroughly out grow him was driving him mad. It didn’t help that every outline of Tyler’s cock was clearly visible through those briefs. Tyler’s growth from earlier had almost made him too big for his pants to hold back. Even just another inch or two and Tyler’s cock would burst forth from its prison; raining pre down upon the passengers as it jumped into the air like Free Willy.
           
Jake had to try and divert his attention away from the huge cocks occupying the car and especially away from his own dribbling hardon. Jake had an idea though… One that might just work, even. Jake kept on hand on the steering wheel and casually placed a hand on Tyler’s erect cock that was jutting out along side him. Tyler’s huge nuts were effectively occupying the front passenger seat, and the shaft extended up from there; resting atop the front window as it hung over the front of the vehicle like a ladder in an old school fire truck. “I really love how big it’s gotten” Jake cooed as he softly ran his hand along the shaft. “It looks good on you. Don’t you agree?”
           
Tyler could not respond. He was too horny to think clearly. His single minded focus on ensuring that Sam’s cock didn’t droop prematurely was all that was keeping him from blowing his own load across the road before them. Jake couldn’t help but think how amazing it would be to watch Tyler’s cock unload a torrent of jizz across the road while they were driving. The force would make it difficult for Jake to steer as he drove against the current. A volley of spooge launching out from the mounted cock cannon as if Jake’s jeep were some erotic G.I. Joe prototype vehicle. Their latest non-lethal form of weaponry was to cause all of the Cobra goons to get dicks so huge that they were no longer mobile. Jake would be one of the first new recruits for Cobra if that came to be. He would throw himself out in the line of fire again and again until he was no longer physically capable of doing so.
           
Jake wasn’t trying to get Tyler off though, not yet anyway. He wanted to get Tyler to the point where he was so lost in the fog of sex that he wouldn’t be able to block out Jake’s suggestions. Jake knew that Tyler liked growing; he was just too rational under pressure to risk allowing himself to get too big. Tyler had slipped up a few times before and let himself grow when he was too turned on. Jake was going to use that to his advantage.
           
Jake could tell that Tyler was almost completely gone by now. He was only barely functional as he focused on keeping Sam’s erection in check. Jake decided this was his best chance. “Hey, Tyler.”
           
All Tyler could manage was a simple “Hm?” At least Jake knew Tyler could at least hear him through the haze in his mind.
           
“I was just thinking how amazing your dick is. I wish there was more to it.” Jake could feel Tyler’s dick give a shudder of agreement. So Tyler wanted this too, but he’s just too afraid to let himself get caught up? Jake was going to enjoy taking advantage of Tyler’s loss of inhibitions. “You agree don’t you? You want to be bigger for me?”
           
Jake could hear the fabric of Tyler’s pants straining to hold his growing erection in. He could feel the shaft getting bigger, harder, thicker. “That’s right babe. Bigger and bigger. As big as you want and then some. There is no need to hold back anymore.”
           
Jake brought the vehicle to a complete stop. They weren’t at their destination yet, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of his boyfriend’s ever expanding bulge to focus on driving anymore. He could feel himself getting harder and harder as he watched the fabric that was holding back his lovers immense schlong slowly give way.  Jake’s own massive cock gave a twitch of anticipation with each and every stitch that popped. Stitch after stitch popped out as Tyler’s cock slowly increased in size. The pouch of his briefs was already packed over capacity. It was just a matter of time before Tyler’s colossal cock burst forth from below the surface and let its juices rain down upon the earth like Lavos, but Jake wasn’t about to leave things well enough alone. He didn’t want to watch the cock slowly break the seal. He wanted to watch as his lover’s cock shredded its way free; as it burst forth like a newborn xenomorph from some poor creature’s chest.
          
Jake turned up the sexy in his voice as he continued to goad Tyler on. “Just like that, but you can have so much more. You want so much more. I want you to have so much more. If not for yourself then do it for me.” That last line seemed to strike a chord with Tyler. His growth launched into overdrive. His clothing didn’t even make an attempt to hold him back as his cock and balls swelled up faster and faster. Tyler’s cock, which was now free from its confines swung upwards; raining down pre upon the car and its passengers.

Jake watched in awe as a giant glob of cum slipped through. It arced slowly through the air, the momentum from the backswing causing it to spin and stretch in midair until it became a spinning strand of jizz with large white globules on each end. It looked like a giant gooey bola snare slinging through the sky. Jake unbuckled his seatbelt and began to get out of the car. He had to see if he could catch it. Jake was focused on nothing but the giant jizz snare as it flung through the sky. He was losing hope. It was moving too fast for him to catch it. He’d just have to catch the next one.

If Jake had been paying more attention to the destination of the errant globule instead of just its location he may have noticed the collision course with the largest cock the world has ever seen; a cock that was soon to be getting even larger. Jake had already given up his chase and turned to turn his attention back to draining his growing lover. He gave one last wistful look back at the one that got away, right in time to see the long gooey strand splatter across the side of Sam’s monolithic spire.

Tyler could hear the jeep creaking under him as he continued to expand. Jake had already left he car, which was good for Tyler because it gave him more room to expand outward. His nuts had already burst forth from their container and filled up the entire front seating area of the car. The car horn was honking from the weight of his person sized nut pressing against it. The abrasive noise helped him snap back to reality. He had really let loose and turned his growth into high gear. He tried to stop it, but it was like trying to plug a broken dam with a sink stopper. He could slow the flow down a little, but in no way could he stop it. The best he could do was try and get as far away from the vehicle as he could before he crushed their only means of getting home… if it was even possible to go home after this. He was getting far too big to ever get into the jeep again.

Tyler rolled out the side of the jeep. His now much larger packaged had such a high center of gravity now that it easily rolled right over the door frame without any trouble. Tyler strained against his own swelling junk. Amazingly enough, it was actually sliding. Tyler couldn’t even process the sheer inhuman strength it must take to move such a large mass of flesh, but he was doing it. Slowly but surely, he made his way up the hill. He trudged inch after inch as his equipment surged forth in size. He couldn’t even see the jeep or anything other than his ever swelling balls. He just had to hope that he was getting far enough away from the vehicle that their ride would be safe.

After what felt like forever, Tyler’s growth slowly began to come to a halt. He had no idea how far he had traveled, or if it had even been far enough. He just knew that he could not travel any farther. He was too tired. His junk was too big. Tyler used the last of his strength to hop up and roll forward on his planetoid like nuts. Gravity carried him up and over; one of the benefits of dragging his junk uphill. Tyler didn’t think his nuts would be quite large enough to be classified as a planetoid. After all, Pluto had lost its planetary status, and it was lot larger that he was… Although, the set of balls down the hill was a whole nother story.
 
Sam had been too lost in the pleasure of Tyler’s passionate kissing to pay any attention to is surroundings, but Tyler had stopped trying to keep him aroused and the car had stopped.
Sam’s slowly de-fogging mind was slowly piecing things together. They must have already reached their destination. Sam was glad that that road trip was over. Maybe now Tyler might actually hurry up and finish what he started. That one little spooge he dropped on that cop car was not nearly enough to satisfy him. He was rock hard, and his nuts were brimming with spunk.

Sam slowly managed to open his eyes and take stock of his surroundings. They were definitely off the beaten path. It was nice and secluded out here, and Sam liked that. There was no one around to spy on them as they enjoyed their new sizes. On top of that, they were so far away from the city that Sam could clearly see all the starts in the sky. They looked so beautiful. Sam looked around at the canvas of light above him. He could see the belt of Orion, the cluster of stars that made up Cassiopeia, and even the spinning strand of the Milky Way careening right towards him.

Time seemed to slow down as the realization of what was happening dawned on him. The stray strand of cum collided with his already mountainous cock. Sam could do nothing but laugh as he felt the next wave of growth well up inside of him.

Jake shuddered as he heard Sam’s laughter. It was a crazed laughter of someone who had just given up and accepted the insanity of the situation. Jake tried to get a rough estimate of just how big Sam currently was. Sam had grown so much in just the span of the night. Starting at a very large five footer and expanding to his currently monumental size. How big was he? Bigger than Jake’s top size by now, so probably over sixty feet, and expanding by the second. Jake staggered back as he tried to keep his eyes on the ever rising tip of Sam’s cock.

Jake tried to think over what he knew. Sam had been exposed to so much in such a short amount of time. Sam was also still holding on to his smaller size, which in this case was just going to make the growth spurt bigger in the long run. Tyler had just grown a lot as well, further increasing the potency. All in all this was the perfect storm. Jake was upset. In part with Sam for outgrowing him even more, but mostly with himself for causing this mess in the first place. As Sam’s balls spilled over the edges of the platform they were resting on, Jake realized he would have to move fast. He hopped back into the drivers seat and put the car in neutral. His only hope was that he could guide the vehicle along enough that it would not be caught under Sam’s ever growing girth, and maybe, if he’s lucky, to steer it away from Tyler. Jake felt like a bit of an action hero as he tried to escape being crushed between to ever expanding masses of flesh. He was really stuck between a cock and a hard place here.

Sam had accepted his fate. He was ready to just lie back and let himself outgrow the countryside. He had to wonder what he had done to deserve such a fate. Was it because he had lusted after someone who was already taken? There were worse ways to end up than stranded atop your own mountain sized dong, he supposed.

Sam could feel the jeep lurch forward as his nuts bumped up against it. At this rate, he was going to end up crushing Jake’s car under the weight of his massive balls. Sam was ready to accept his fate, but he’d be damned before he let it hurt his friends. Sam pulled himself up from his awkward seating position in the back seat and began climbing up his own building sized sac. They weren’t yet up the hill, but Sam hoped that, maybe with the slight incline they already had, he could use the forces of gravity to free the jeep from under him.

Jake looked out the rearview mirror and could see Sam scaling his own sack. If they played their cards right it might be possible for Jake to get out of there with his jeep intact. Jake watched Sam intently as he placed his hand on the gearshift. Sam crawled over the crest of his massive balls and held on for life. Sam’s new position was enough to shift the direction at which he was expanding out from. The downward force from the weight of his junk was sliding forward, taking almost all of the weight off of the large flatbed that was between his now giant nuts.

Jake saw the chance and went for it. He slammed the jeep into drive and peeled out. His wheels spun in vain or a few seconds has he muttered for then to get their asses in gear. Finally they got enough traction to wrench the flatbed out from the gigantic mass that it had so easily carried until just moments ago.

Jake sped off, off the road and around towards the back of Tyler. He had to be sure his jeep was safely out of range of what was coming next. Jake found a nice parking spot and then walked back to where Tyler was. Something caught his attention though. There was a sound, almost as if the earth itself was groaning under the force pressing down on it. Jake ran up the rest of the way up the hill. As he cleared the crest he could see it all clearly. Sam had gotten bigger… much bigger.

Sam was pressed up against the giant wall of flesh that was his own cock shaft. It was impossibly huge already, but he knew that was only the tip of the iceberg. All this growth had worn him out. His giant erection stretch up into the sky. One hundred feet? Two hundred? Sam could feel the cool moisture as what few clouds there were in the sky above him floated across the tip of his dick. His shaft could already reach the clouds, but it was about to get a lot bigger.

Sam could not hold back anymore. He gave one last, long sigh of defeat as he released his full size. His cock and balls expanded exponentially. Sam’s stomach dropped as he was hurled into the air atop his rapidly expanding nuts, as if he was on some shitty carnival ride. Only this time, there wasn’t a way back down. Sam was stuck way up, a few hundred feet off the ground, atop his own mountain sized nuts.

Sam grappled onto the loose skin of his shaft, both for the extra warmth but mainly for the security. Sam didn’t like being this high up. The air felt thin. Sam was getting dizzy from the lower amount of oxygen and from good old fashioned vertigo. Despite his nerves and his dizziness, Sam felt so glad to be released. The sheer size of his package was amazing, too.

Sam tried to look up and see how much he could see, but the shaft extended off into the heavens hundreds of feet above him. It vanished into the darkness well below the tip. Sam could barely even see the ends on either side of the sheer wall of flesh spread out before him. Sam felt more like he was hugging a big, warm, soft Sears Tower instead of being pressed up against his own dick.

Sam needed to get down and get off. He wasn’t sure how to get down, but he sure as hell knew how to get off. He just needed to fight his fear and let go. Sam braced himself and let go of the handfuls of nutsack that he had grabbed onto to steady himself. He held his breath for a second as he anticipated the fall that would follow, but it never came. Sam was snugly nestled between his two gargantuan nuts; he was never really in any danger of falling. With this huge weight off of his mind, Sam could finally focus on more important matters.

Sam was glad that he had no shortage of lube. He had been leaking pre non stop since his growth spurts had hit. By now he was more or less laminated in it. He would prefer to get off by stroking himself, but that was a physical impossibility at the moment. Instead he’d just have to use the back door method.

Sam was learning to love anal play. He was getting pretty good at it, too. It’s a good thing, because at his current measurements he doubted he could even properly fuck The Great Blue Hole of Belize. Sam played at his hole while he thought about anything that could help bring him closer to blowing his load. The first face that flashed into his mind was Dalton. Sam tried to think about the guy he was supposed to be dating tonight. Dalton was alright looking, but for some reason it did nothing for Sam. Sam was pretty much over him.

Being with Jake and Tyler had helped him realize what a relationship should be. Even though they were both very open with Sam and let him join in their lovemaking, it was very clear to Sam that Jake and Tyler were meant for each other, and Sam didn’t have that feeling with Dalton. It had been nice at first, but Sam was ready for something better.

The next face that popped into his mind was Lyle’s. The cute redhead seemed nice enough, but Sam didn’t know much about him yet. Sam would have to call him up sometime and see if he’d be willing to come visit. It’s not like Sam was going to be able to go anywhere. That might make for some awkward dates, but hey, maybe he’s into that.

By now Sam had all four of his fingers up there, poking and prodding around. He was close, but none of the mental stimulation worked for him. He had the one guy he was over and the one guy he didn’t know yet. All that left was the one guy Sam could never have. His heart ached and his cock throbbed as he thought about Tyler. Sam loved everything about that guy. Just thinking of his face, his smile, the passionate kissing he had just had for the past almost two hours was almost enough to bring Sam to climax. The extra work on his backdoor did the rest.

Sam was cumming and he was cumming hard. He fired jet after jet of warm spunk high into the troposphere. Some of the smaller droplets that flung farther into the sky were buffeted by the high altitude winds and carried away. Large glops of spooge crashed down like meteorites from miles around, but the vast majority of Sam’s spunk flooded out into the open plains around them. The surrounding region was flooded by jizz.

The lake of cum almost managed to reach up as high as where Jake and Tyler were on the hill before Sam finally stomped cumming. Once he was spent, the hundreds of gallons of spooge could slowly be allowed to dissipate; either by being absorbed into the soil or by spreading out even farther. The surrounding miles of field were reduced to a cum riddled marshland in a matter of minutes.

That orgasm blew Sam’s mind. He had unloaded a volume of jizz that rivals the amount of water most reservoirs can hold. The pleasure had coursed up and down the hundreds of feet of shaft as he split the sky with a hail of semen. Fortunately it was already quite dark out or the spectacle would have been visible for miles and miles. As it were, onlookers might have noticed large swathes of the sky go inexplicably dark as quarter mile cumshots arced through the air and blotted out the stars.

Sam lay there atop his colossal endowments as he soaked up the afterglow. He could feel himself slowly sinking, but it took him a few minutes to realize why. He was so high up in the sky that clouds were wafting over his exposed body, leaving a blanket of crisp, cool dew over him. The cool water was steadily bringing him back down to a smaller size. It isn’t a more manageable size; just a smaller one. Sam was still stuck up there even after he shrunk down, but his flaccid shaft was now down to a little over one hundred feet instead of the several hundred from earlier. His huge balls had also gone down in size, both from dumping their load and from the cool mist. Sam was now stuck only around fifty feet off the ground as he lie there gently nestled between his two enormous globes.

“Well lookie here. You really let yourself go, didn’t you, Sammie Boy?” Sam didn’t need to be able to see over the edges of his gigantic balls to know who that was. Only one person would ever call him “Sammy Boy,” and judging by the points of pressure working their way up the side of Sam’s nut, Dalton was on his way up to see Sam right now.

Sam got a look at Dalton as the other boy managed to pull himself atop one of Sam’s colossal cum factories. Dalton appeared to be completely naked. Sam adjusted his glasses and got a better look. Nope, he was right the first time. Dalton had nothing on but his round John Lennon style glasses, his grey messenger bag, and a smug self righteous smile. “I hope you don’t mind my attire, but I didn’t feel like getting my clothes dirty as I swam here after your little display, and besides” Dalton gave Sam’s now soft shaft a pat that was both playful and condescending. “I was feeling a little overdressed for he occasion.” It’s true. Now that Dalton mentioned it, even Sam felt a little silly wearing nothing but his glasses and Tyler’s hoody, which Tyler had long since unzipped during the intense ride.

Sam’s glare narrowed a bit as he responded, “Dalton.”

Dalton spread his arms in a gesture of mock indignation while wearing a self assured grin on his face. “Hello? What’s with no hello?”

Sam rolled his eyes in response. “We are un-hello now.”

Dalton’s smug look softened a bit as he scooched closer to Sam. “Come on, don’t be that way. I said I was sorry about this morning, and I meant it. Come on. Give me a chance to make it up to you.”

Sam sighed and shook his head. “No… I think it best you get going.” Sam fished into his pocket and pulled out a small jar. Good. The lid stayed on this time. “Here. Take this. Think of it as a peace offering or maybe a sign that I mean you no ill will. This is what you were really here for anyway, isn’t it?”

Dalton eyes went wide when he saw the jar. “Is this what I think it is?” Dalton quickly scooped up the jar and then began pacing along the spongy surface of Sam’s titanic cock wile he worked at the lid. Finally he managed to pop the seal open. It sure smelled like jizz, a little stale, but spooge nonetheless. Dalton dipped a finger in hesitantly. He braced himself for what was coming next. He waited for his own growth spurt. The growth he had fantasized about since he first saw Jack and Taylor on camera. He waited… but nothing happened.

Sam was also waiting. He thought for sure it would work. Would Dalton be angry with Sam for giving him a dud? Sam was suddenly extremely apprehensive. He knew what Dalton was like when he was angry, and Sam had nowhere he could escape to. Sam started to panic as Dalton turned to face him… but Dalton was smiling?

Dalton turned back to Sam and chuckled a bit. “It’s a little out of date there, kiddo. The nanites must have gone inert, but no worries.” Sam was confused. Nanites? What is he talking about? Dalton could tell that Sam was completely baffled. “Kids these days. Didn’t it ever occur to you to read the instructions? Hmm… No I suppose it wouldn’t.”

 Dalton continued to pace as he rattled off all that he knew about the alien science. He seemed to really enjoy being smarter than everyone else, or at least better informed. He carried with him an air of authority and superiority as he explained it all. “Well let’s just say this. Your friend over there has gotten in contact with nanites, alien nano-technology. It’s all in the book, See? When these little buggers get into your system, they fuse with your genetic makeup. Whoever programmed them set them to fuse with your dicks, and the way these things work is they attach themselves to the host body and replicate and replicate. Did you ever stop to think of why it spread via semen?” Dalton knelt down and patted Sam’s huge nut as he continued. “You’ve got your own personal nano-factory right here. The cum production center of the human body was a perfect match for them. Drawing from the body’s natural ability to generate the protein strains they need to survive, they just enhanced it. Don’t you see? You’re a host to these things. They can’t wait to spread to new hosts, hosts which are all too willing to be taken.”

Dalton stood back up and began his pacing. Each step had a smug swagger to it as he continued to elucidate. “They aren’t supposed to be quite this virulent, though. Your host controller doesn’t know how to do its job… or should I saw, his job?” Dalton nodded off into the distance towards another massive dick upon the hill. “He could do so much more with these nanites if he just bothered to learn to control them, and now look at you two. Immobile slaves to microscopic robots.  It’s a good thing you called me here. No telling where this would have gone if left unchecked.”

Dalton was rock hard by now. He was even dribbling a little pre as well. Sam wasn’t sure if Dalton was getting excited about what was about to happen or if he was just really getting off on his little superiority speech, but either way, Dalton was loving it. Dalton casually stroked his engorged member as he explained. “These nanites can’t function without a host body though. No power. They eventually go inert and become completely harmless. Not dead, just inert. They were never really alive to begin with. So you see, all we have to do… is…”

Dalton was losing his ability to keep his calm, smug demeanor going as he came closer and closer to the edge. He couldn’t hold it back, nor did he want to. He let out a low grunt as he began cumming. He grasped his cock and made sure to aim the stream of jizz so that a lot of it landed in the jar filled with Tyler’s stale spunk. Dalton was laughing through his ragged, shallow breathes as he pumped more and more of his fresh cum into the jar. The spooge was already flowing over the edges, but still he kept shooting more and more spunk into the mix.

The force of Dalton’s cumshots caused the jar to tip over; spilling the contents all over Sam’s already monstrous dick. Sam watched is shock and horror as the spooge spread across him. Almost instantly he could feel himself growing again. Dalton was right. The nanites just needed to be reenergized. Sam began to panic as his growth surged upwards. He couldn’t decide if he should stare on in awe or close his eyes in fear. His nuts were swelling around him; the tip of his cock was vanishing in the distance.

Sam was getting close to a breakdown. He was sitting on an aircraft carrier sized cock, and this was as small as he would ever be. Every second he got bigger and bigger with no hope of going back. He could never go home again. Even if they had some way of moving him, he was not far larger than his house. He’d never be able to have a boyfriend; anyone who wanted to date him would need to be airlifted up to meet him. Tears streamed down Sam’s face as he realized that his life was over.

Dalton knelt down before Sam and patted him on the cheek, “There there, kiddo. I promised to make it up to you, and I will. For now, just enjoy the ride.” Dalton scooped up a handful of jizz from off of Sam and began smearing it up and down his shaft. Almost immediately he could feel the nanites soaking in and doing their job. He had already been completely drained of jizz, but watching Sam inflate beneath him had gotten him turned on again. Dalton wasted no time stroking his now enlarging shaft, using the mixture of cums beneath him to coat him shaft.

Sam continued to sob, in spite of Dalton assurances that it would be ok. Dalton was trying to be cool and level headed, here, but this brat just kept crying. The silent sobbing was grating on his nerves. “Listen up, Sammy Boy. I’m trying to help you. So, just… just shut up, will ya?” Dalton couldn’t stand this kids crying. He had to do something to shut him up. A wicked grin spread across Dalton’s face as he thought of just the thing. “Sounds like baby needs his pacifier.” He said as he pinched Sam’s nose.

Sam had to open his mouth to get air now that his nose was sealed off. He made a gasp for air between sobs, but soon his mouth was plugged too. Dalton rammed his thick cock into Sam’s mouth the second it opened up for him. Dalton’s thick dick was slowly expanding outward. It had already hit the foot mark and it continued its slow steady march outside of the realm of realistic proportions.

There. Dalton had managed to shut him up and get a blowjob out of the deal. Well, it wasn’t so much Sam giving him a blowjob so much as it was Sam sobbing with a dick in his mouth, but Dalton wasn’t going to be too picky about it. It shut the kid up, which was really all Dalton wanted in the first place. Sam should really be thanking him anyway. This tantrum was so immature.

Sam didn’t have the will to fight back. He had decided to just accept having Dalton’s slimy cock in his mouth and ride this out. Fortunately Dalton had let go of his nose as soon as he had gotten his dick in Sam’s mouth, so at least Sam could breathe. Sam wasn’t pleased with the way this night was going at all. He was thinking that this would give him some closure with Dalton, but instead he just had more bad blood between the two of them. To make matters worse, this smug asshole was getting off on all this, all while trying to play at having the moral high ground. Sam was especially irritated by how Dalton kept treating him like a little kid, even though they were very close in age.

Sam was no longer sobbing. Instead he was glaring angrily as he sucked Dalton’s cock. Dalton liked that look on Sam’s face. That look of defiance, even in the face of all that was happening. It somehow made Dalton feel empowered. Dalton had just cum a minute ago, but he was already ready to go again. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back as he pumped his spunk down Sam’s throat. Dalton blasted his load inside of Sam while he thought about how much power he had over Sam.

Sam was guzzling up all the cum he could to keep himself from choking, but it was getting hard to keep it all down. His stomach was getting filled to the brim with Dalton’s jizz, and Dalton’s steadily growing cock was getting harder for Sam to take in his mouth. He could already feel the strain of his jaws from trying to open wide enough to allow the thick shaft entrance. Sam finally couldn’t take anymore and pulled back from Dalton’s huge dick. Dalton was not nearly done cumming, though. Jet after jet sprayed Sam in his face. Completely coating his face and glasses; effectively blinding him.

Dalton didn’t mind that Sam had pulled out on him. He was impressed the boy had held out so long. It also didn’t hurt that Dalton was feeling even more empowered as he showered the little cumdumpster’s face with his jizz. Dalton’s stream of cum slowed to a halt as he was finally spent another time.
           
Dalton looked around. There was no telling how huge Sam was now. The surface of his sack seemed to stretch off into the darkness in all directions. It was almost impossible to tell just how huge his nuts were, and his dick was right out.
           
Dalton knelt down in front of Sam again and playfully patted his cheek. “Hey now, don’t give me that look. I promised you a surprise, and now you’re getting it. You ready?”
           
Sam was about ready to give Dalton a piece of his mind, but before he could say anything Dalton put a finger to Sam’s lips. “Sshhh. Now is not the time. Just sit back and let me show you the big surprise.” Sam let out a sound similar a growl as he grumbled in frustration. If he wasn’t pinned down by his own needlessly huge junk, he would walk over there and  kick that Dalton’s now soccer ball sized nuts up into his throat. Maybe that would wipe that smug, holier-than-thou look off his face.
           
Dalton traced a line around Sam’s lips with his finger; scooping up the cum as he went. All the while, Dalton was fishing his tablet out of his backpack was his other hand. Dalton drew symbols on the pad with his cum coated finger while Sam looked on in confusion. Dalton loved the look of complete bewilderment on Sam’s face. It made him feel smarter and more in control, which was what he was. Dalton smiled at Sam as the screen lit up, “Bingo! We’re in business now.”
           
Sam had no idea what Dalton was talking about or what he was doing, but he was shocked by what Dalton showed him next. Dalton flipped his tablet around so that the touchscreen was facing Sam. Sam could see the strange symbols that Dalton had drawn on the screen were glowing. The previously murky white jizz strokes were now glowing blue, as if they were alive with some sort of magical energy. Beneath the symbols, Sam could see a green sign flashing on the screen. “Access granted.”
          
Access granted? Access to what? Sam did not have time ponder this for long because soon he felt like he was falling. He grabbed on to the skin around him, hoping to slow his fall, but the handfuls of flesh seemed to shrink in the palms of his hands. Desperately Sam grabbed for grip after grip, but each time his handles dwindled away as the ground beneath him gave way.
           
Dalton watched the boy frantically scramble for some purchase. He found it hilarious how Sam could not figure out what was happening. If he would just calm down for a second and think, the whole situation would be painfully obvious, but no. Sam was too busy panicking to enjoy Dalton’s gift. Dalton just stood atop Sam’s ever dwindling cock with a bemused look of smug satisfaction on his face. When Sam’s shaft was small enough, Dalton hopped down and straddled it like a seesaw until it was small enough for him to casually land on his feet.
           
Sam’s landing was less graceful. He landed hard on his ass in a giant pool of his own spunk. He looked around at the lake of jizz he was sitting in. Sam stared in awe as he realized this massive crater was actually just the imprint of where his monstrously huge nuts had been resting just moments before. The water level, if it can be called that, was up to Sam’s chest. The hoody he was wearing was now completely soaked. He could only hope that maybe someday all this spooge would wash out.
           
Sam staggered to his feet. The spooge was still up past his knees, but the bottom of his newly reduced cock skimmed the surface of the murk below. Sam looked down at his new size in bewilderment. It was still much larger than an average person’s, but it seemed so small to Sam now.
           
Dalton noted Sam’s confusion and strode over to the other boy. He place a hand on Sam’s shoulder reassuringly and said. “Fourteen inches. Right where you were when I rode you last time.” Dalton then leaned close and whispered into Sam’s ear. “Now play nice and I’ll let you do it again.”
