Chapter 39 - Geno-type pt. 39

Tyler knocked on is own bedroom door again. It seemed so strange to knock on doors in his house, especially his own, but Sam seemed much more guarded than Tyler or Jake were. It would be rude to just barge in on him. Tyler was worried about the noise coming from the other side. It sounded like Sam was laughing but by no means was this a friendly laugh. It sounded like the mad cackle of a crazy man. Add on to that the fact that there appeared to be gallons of fresh jizz seeping out from under the door. Something had happened in there; something big.
           
“Are you ok?” Tyler asked again; still just the cackling. He decided he had waited long enough. “Alright. I’m coming in.” Tyler shoved the door open with all his might. The large pool of jizz on the other side made moving the door very difficult. As the door opened, the cum gushed out of the room and into the hallway. Sam had really filled the place up. Even now that the water level had begun to go down, Tyler could still tell that the pool of spunk had been at least a foot deep.
           
Once the door was open Tyler entered his now destroyed bedroom. The first thing Tyler noticed when he entered his room was the absolutely gigantic cock and balls in the middle of his room. How could he miss it? The behemoth occupied pretty much every available inch of floor space. 
           
Tyler didn’t have time to admire the mammoth hunk of cock in front of him, though. He was too worried about his friend’s mental state. He rushed over to the bed and climbed up beside Sam. Sam was lying back in the bed with both hands covering his face; laughing wildly. Tyler grabbed Sam’s shoulders and tried to shake the manic boy back to sanity. “Come on, Sam. Pull yourself together.”
           
Sam managed to choke back his laughter long enough to croak out his reply. “Why? I’m a freak. Why should I be calm?”
           
Tyler shifted around so that he was now sitting beside Sam. He wrapped his arm around Sam and propped him up. This move served as both a one armed hug of support and to cause Sam to look at his newly enhanced equipment. Tyler calmly tried to reassure Sam that everything would be alright. “No one here thinks you are a freak. Jake and I will never think that of you. You’re our friend and a great guy. Now come on. Look. See? You’re not a freak. You look amazing and never let anyone tell you otherwise. Do you know how many guys would kill to have an amazing cock like you do? Look. Even Jake is jealous.”
           
It was true. Jake was very jealous. He was walking around the room trying to take in every inch of the magnificent dick which spread out before him. Jake felt so small in comparison to the godlike tool he now beheld. Sam’s nuts were even taller than Jake. Jake took a small bit of comfort in knowing that in his fully released form he was still bigger than Sam. He wanted so much to just let loose and allow his cock to spread out to its rightful size, but he knew that there was no way that Tyler’s house would be able to handle him.
           
Sam could feel Jake’s hand tenderly brushing against his colossal ball as the older boy surveyed Sam’s growth spurt. Now that Tyler had made Sam look, he could also see the look of lust in Jake’s eyes. It was strangely arousing and very flattering. Sam could feel his cheeks getting flushed from the attention that was being paid to his exposed dick.               

Thanks to Tyler, Sam was able to calm down and start thinking rationally. Well, as rationally as one could in this situation. He had a bedroom sized wang that he was going to have to learn to deal with. He didn’t even know how he was going to get out of here. It’s not like he’d be able to shrink it down again. This was already as small as he was going to get.
           
Sam covered his face with his hands again and groaned. “I’m stuck here, aren’t I?” As much as Sam enjoyed being in Tyler’s company and in Tyler’s bed, particularly with Tyler in it with him, he wasn’t too keen on being effectively a prisoner in his best friend’s bedroom.
           
Tyler responded by reassuringly squeezing Sam’s shoulder and saying “Oh, it’s not so bad. We’ll figure out a way to get you out.” Tyler could tell that Sam was still hovering dangerously close to a mental meltdown and was trying to diffuse the situation as best he could. Fortunately, it seemed like Sam was being open minded about the whole thing; all things considered, anyway.  “And in the meantime, you’ll be in great company. Right, Jake?”
           
Jake responded with a vacant “Uh, sure.” as he continued to run his hand along the length of Sam’s glorious shaft. Jake’s pants were noticeably tenting as his own huge dick rapidly approached half mast.
           
Sam groaned again. “But I had a date tonight.” He was still dead set on getting to his meeting with Dalton even in his current enlarged state. Admittedly, he didn’t mind having a jumbo cock, per se. It felt amazing, especially with Jake so casually rubbing on it. Sam just had to be sure to not bone. He could barely fit his floppy in here. His hard drive would probably crash the roof… Well, that’s one way to get out of here.
           
Tyler gave Sam a jocular shake and laughed. “You sly dog, is it the coffee guy?” Tyler’s good nature seemed to be rubbing off on Sam, and so he figured it best to try and keep the mood as light as possible. Hopefully he could keep Sam from slipping back into yet another funk.
           
Sam shook his head. Sam started to answer but paused briefly with a bit of apprehension. “No. It’s… someone else.”
           
Tyler raised an eyebrow and gave Sam a sly grin. He caught Sam’s brief hesitation, but felt it best to focus on the positives. When Sam was ready, he’d give them the rest of the story. “Well, look who’s mister popular. When were you going to introduce him to your bestest buds?”
           
Sam hesitated again before answering, and again, Tyler caught the hesitation. This pause was a bit less apprehensive than the previous one, though. Sam seemed almost embarrassed?
           
Sam was fidgeting a bit and avoiding eye contact with Tyler when he finally managed to answer. “Well, the thing is… I kind of agreed to a double date… tonight.”
           
Tyler’s uproarious laughter completely demolished the tense atmosphere in the room. It even managed to divert Jake’s attention from Sam’s big friendly giant. “Huh? What’s going on?” Jake asked confused.
           
Tyler just grinned back at Jake and replied, “Get cleaned up, we’re going on a date, loverboy.” The wink Tyler gave Jake at the end caused the taller boy’s already hard shaft to give a quick buck of joy.
           
Sam was glad that Tyler was so gung ho about all this, but the sheer logistics of actually going out were mind boggling. Even if Sam somehow got airlifted out of Tyler’s place, how could he go out in public?
           
Sam tugged on Tyler’s shirt sleeve to get his friend’s attention. Once Tyler was looking back at him he tried to explain his plight. “But how do we do it? I mean, I can’t be seen in public like this. I don’t even know how I’ll get out of here.”
           
Tyler put a hand on Sam’s head a russled his hair. Sam normally would have found such a maneuver demeaning and annoying, but somehow when Tyler did it is just made him feel safe and happy. The calm and pleasant look Tyler had on his face also really helped to calm Sam down. “One thing at a time. Do you have a place picked out already? Sure, you can’t go out in public, but there are plenty of other opportunities for date nights. I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling in the mood for a picnic.”
           
Sam had no idea what Tyler was talking about, but he hoped his friend had a good idea. Tyler might not have anywhere near the raw book smarts of Sam or Jake, but he was certainly quick on his feet and calm under pressure. Sam had respect Tyler’s judgment, especially in the past few days.
          
Tyler could tell that Sam was unsure about his idea so he chose to elaborate a bit. “Relax. I’ve got this all figured out. Jake and I know of this great place right outside of town; plenty of space, no prying outside eyes, and a great view of the stars. It’s the perfect place for a romantic starlight picnic.”
           
A look of recognition immediately spread across Jake’s face. He of course knew of the hill outside of town that he and Tyler camped at all the time. They had never had others out with them before. Jake was perfectly fine with having Sam along, after all, Sam was part of their little cadre now, but a fourth person? A complete unknown fourth person at that? That hill was his and Tyler’s special place. They had so much history there. Not to mention it was the very place that this whole crazy adventure had started.
           
Tyler could tell that he had Jake’s tentative approval, and that was enough for now. It also seemed that Sam was ok with this idea since there would be no crowds around to gawk at his bus sized cock. Tyler beamed at his two friends knowing that he had won this stage of the argument. “Great. Now that that is settled, let’s work on getting Sam back down to walking weight. Jake, go get us a lot of ice from downstairs.”
           
Jake gave Tyler a pitiful look akin to one that a puppy who had just been kicked would give its assailant. Jake’s erection was painfully obvious in the tight confines of his pants. The tip of Jake’s massive cock was pointing straight up and brushing against the ceiling. He wanted so much to get off right now, and even more to grow bigger than Sam had. Jake reluctantly agreed to go get the ice, but he kept his morale up by knowing that at least he was still bigger than Sam when he released himself to his full size.
           
Jake trudged off downstairs, leaving Sam and Tyler alone in the room. His progress was impeded by the tower of cock that was obstructing his view and generally making movement very difficult. When Jake was gone, Tyler turned to Sam. Tyler’s facial expression had changed, and he appeared much more concerned than before. “This is actual growth isn’t it? You didn’t just accidentally let go, did you?”
           
Sam couldn’t bring himself to look Tyler in the eyes but managed to nod. What should he say? He found Tyler’s stored cum jugs and got himself off while using the grow juice? Sam felt kind of dirty for what he had done, especially considering the mess he had made and the situation he had gotten himself into.
           
Noticing the pained look on his friend’s face, Tyler quickly worked to console Sam. “Hey, it’s ok. I just didn’t want Jake to flip out. You know how he likes being the biggest. Still, if we can shave just a little bit off your size we might have a chance at getting you out of here without having to tear the wall down.” That last bit had been meant as a joke, but Sam took it pretty hard. Tyler immediately regretted mentioning it. “I’ve got an idea. Just give me a moment to work this out.”
           
Tyler then crawled over Sam. With Sam’s huge dick blocking much of the bedroom, the only relatively clear path to the other side was straight over the bed where Sam was lying. It was a pretty tight fit, though. In the process of moving across the bed, Tyler had to drag his junk across Sam. Tyler had gotten so good at maneuvering with his gigantic package, that they had almost forgotten just how big it really was. It was all too obvious to Sam just how huge Tyler was now, though. Even with the custom fit skivvies keeping Tyler’s junk compressed down to a much more manageable size, the blonde boy’s bulge was more than enough to completely eclipse his friend.

It only actually took Tyler about a minute to successfully navigate the sproingy mattress and get to the other side, but it felt like ages for Sam. Sam was completely pinned under his best buds bulbous balls. Not that he was complaining though. The heat emanating from Tyler’s colossal nuts was invigorating. It was like a hug and a sauna rolled into one. Not to mention the smell. Tyler was a pretty clean person, but balls tend to sweat, especially when cooped up all day. Sam’s entire sense of smell was being overpowered by the scent of his friend’s nuts. The smell was the scent of Tyler’s skin with just a tint of salty sweat and a tinge of pre. It was much the same pleasant scent that that was on Tyler’s hoody, which Sam had just used to get off, only this was fresh, which just made it seem even sexier.

Sam had enough air under his cocoon of cajones to manage a few breaths, but the air was generally hot and humid. As long as he had enough to breath he was perfectly happy though. He was way more interested in being so up close and personal with Tyler’s junk. Sam was still so horny, even after he had just flooded the upstairs of Tyler’s house, and having the object of his desire so close to him was driving him mad. He hazarded a quick kiss to his friend’s undercarriage as the balls rolled across his face. Even if he missed his date tonight, those last few seconds would totally have made up for it.

Sam’s gargantuan cock shifted as it inflated a little. He really needed to keep his libido in check, but it was just so hard with his crush so close to him.

Tyler managed to get past Sam and worked on opening the window on the other side of the room. The window in his room was huge, and that is part of the reason he had chosen this room as his in the first place. The guest bedroom down the hall was far larger, and his parents had suggested he take that as his room on numerous occasions, but Tyler loved having this window. When he was really little he had had all these crazy ideas about his friends stopping by at nigh and climbing in through the window as if they were living in a cheesy sitcom.

As it was, Tyler only had one friend that stopped by on a regular basis, and he had free access to the house at any hour of the day or night. It never once occurred to Jake to try and sneak in through the window when he had his own key and could go straight in through the front door whenever he pleased.

The window was huge and better yet, the panes opened outward instead of rolling up like most windows seemed to do nowadays. This was an old house, and this was apparently the style back in the day. Whatever the reason, he was glad to have it, and it might just be big enough to get Sam out of there.

It was already dark outside, and the temperature had dropped considerably. The crisp cool air wafted in almost the second Tyler got the first pane open. Feeling the chill, Tyler turned back to check on Sam. The cool air hit the dark haired boy, and almost instantly Sam’s monolithic junk began to retract. It was quickly apparent that this was good old fashioned shrinkage, and not Sam’s equipment reducing down. It appears Sam really was at his smallest size now. Tyler couldn’t help but gawk at the huge cock and gigantic balls attached to his friend. Tyler was sure that Sam would shrink down at least a little. His measurements completely dwarfed Jake’s and even his own now. If that was Sam’s “small” size, how big would his big be? Tyler could feel his dick stir awake at the notion, but he quickly tried to push it out of his mind. Sure, it was really hot to think about, but he had bigger things to worry about now.

Tyler pushed the other pane open and then looked back at Sam. It would be a tight fit, but they just might be able to get him out through the window. All they needed was someway to move him once that happened.

While Tyler was pondering how to move Sam, Jake reentered the room with a bucket full of ice water.  Jake splashed some of the water on Sam, which caused him to gasp in shock, but little else. Jake was stunned by this turn of events. He had been operating under the assumption that the cock before him was Sam’s true size. If this was Sam’s smallest size then he had somehow grown to be far larger than Jake. Maybe even twice his size. Jake was even more turned on and even more jealous now. He wanted to be bigger than Sam so bad. Jake was about ready to crawl over Sam and drink Tyler dry right then and there.

Tyler knew his boyfriend well enough to know what was going on in that head of his and he quickly moved to stop Jake from doing something rash. “Jake, listen. We need to get him out of here first. I promise, once we get to the hill I’ll pump you up like the good year blimp, but until then let’s keep this reasonable, ok? You’re still the only one who can drive us, so at least wait until we get out, ok?”

Jake muttered something unintelligible under his breath, but begrudgingly agreed. “Fine. But the second this little outing is over, I’m going to get you off over and over again until I’m satisfied, ok?” Jake wasn’t really mad at Tyler or Sam or anything, but he was annoyed. After all, he was the only one here that really wanted to be this huge and yet somehow he was the smallest one here. It’s just not right.

Tyler was more than a little turned on by Jake’s little outburst. If that’s what constituted a threat from his lover, he might have to make Jake mad more often.

Tyler quickly regained his cool, and began formulating a plan. “Ok. We need something big enough to haul Sam with us in. Got any ideas? Like a flatbed or something.”

Sam piped up to help at this point. “I… well rather…. My dad has a few out at our place. He keeps some around for when he needs to load up for construction projects. He doesn’t have a lot of active projects right now so there should be a few at our place. Give me a minute and I can see if he’ll let us borrow some.”

Tyler looked genuinely excited at this news, which would make a lot of sense, since he was excited. Things were finally starting to come together. “Great! Jake. Can your jeep handle two of those and all of Sam?”

Jake shrugged. “I don’t know. How much could a jumbo cock weigh anyway? It’s cleared for heavy towing, so it should be fine.”

Tyler clapped his hands together, a glimmer of excitement was in his eyes. He loved it when a plan came together. “Jake. Go drive out to Sam’s place. Take my phone so we can reach you. Sam, call your dad and tell him to help Jake hook them up. I’ll clear out the garage. Let’s roll!”

Everyone had their tasks, and quickly got to work. Jake sped off towards Sam’s place way outside town. Sam placed the call to his dad. He got clearance to borrow two of the flatbed trailers, and better yet, he didn’t even have to explain what exactly he needed it for. He had gotten away with just saying it was a project they were working on. Tyler went downstairs and began clearing a path for Jake to pull in into the garage.

Tyler had his work cut out for him. No one ever parked in his garage. The place was full of all the random junk that his family had accrued over the years. Tyler spent a good half hour just shoving and pushing boxes and old furniture and other random items towards the walls enough to allow Jake’s jeep to slide in down the middle.

Tyler was in great shape and pretty strong in general, but it was hard work. When he finally finished, all his muscles were screaming with exhaustion. He needed a break, bad.

Tyler staggered back into the house and grabbed a couple glasses of water, one for him and one for Sam. He figured Sam could probably use something to drink, and the poor guy couldn’t even get up and get one himself in his current state.

Sam was lying on his back in Tyler’s bed when Tyler came back into his room. Not like he could have been anywhere else, though. Sam didn’t even seem to notice when Tyler entered, he was too busy staring at the screen of his cell phone. “Message from your friend?” Tyler inquired. Sam just nodded slowly in response.

Tyler sat down beside Sam and handed the younger boy a glass of water. “Here. Drink up. You look like you could use it.”

Sam turned his head to see the glass that Tyler was offering him. “Oh. Thanks.” Sam accepted the drink and then returned to staring at his screen, occasionally sipping from his glass. Sam’s phone would occasionally beep and he would type up a reply.

Sam continued texting his friend for a few more minutes while slowly working at his glass of water. His expression was almost completely unreadable by Tyler. Sam didn’t seem nearly as happy as Tyler had expected him to be while talking to the dude he was supposedly about to date. Eventually Sam let out a sigh of relief. “Well, he’s agreed to meet us at the hill… I just don’t know where that is…”

Sam tossed his phone to Tyler, who needed no instruction as to what to do next. Tyler looked down at the messages and saw a name attached to them. Dalton? Did he know that name? It seemed familiar, but it could just be one of those names. Tyler shrugged and typed in the location where they were supposed to meet. With the message sent, he passed the phone back to Sam.

Sam slipped the phone into the front pocket of the now soiled hoody he was wearing, and collapsed back into the bed. He let out a long sigh. Tyler couldn’t quite get a read on just what type of sigh it was. It didn’t seem to be a sigh of relief, more like a sigh of acceptance? Like whatever happened next was out of Sam’s hands. Tyler wasn’t sure he liked where this was headed. Sam’s going on a date. He should be happy. This should be a great night. Nerves are expected, but Sam looked downright tense, almost as if he was dreading this meeting.
Tyler wanted to talk to Sam about it, but he wasn’t sure if it would be a good idea to bring it up. Instead he decided to make some small talk to break the mood a bit. Tyler let out a forced chuckle and playfully nudged Sam in the arm. “Hey. Good thing my mom hasn’t come out of her room lately. She’d shit bricks if she saw this mess.”

Sam turned to look at Tyler and grinned a little. “Actually, she stopped by a few minutes ago, while you were still in the garage. She was about to bitch about the puddle of spooge outside the door. She stepped in and got a look at all this,” at which Sam patted his absolutely enormous shaft; a shaft which was now much thicker around than his body, and many times longer. “She turned white as a ghost and walked away.”

The two boys had a good laugh about this. Tyler knew he was going to catch hell for this later but for now it was hilarious, and it was great to have Sam laughing again, even if Sam still looked a little pained and uncertain even amidst the laughter.

The two of them continued to make small talk until they heard Jake pull up. Jake pulled his jeep right into the garage, leaving the first trailer directly under Tyler’s window, just as planned. Within a minute, Jake was back up in the room with Tyler and Sam. “We ready to go?” Jake asked as he charged into the room. He was super psyched to get the balls rolling. Tyler and Sam both figured it had less to do with concern for Sam and more to do with Jake’s desire to get even bigger, but they were fine with that. Jake deserved some slack after all he had been through today.

Tyler nodded to Jake and the two of them got up next to Sam’s gigantic nuts and slowly began shoving them towards the window. The slippery, slimy floor made the job more difficult than it otherwise would have been, since the boys could not get decent traction. On the plus side, it also meant Sam’s balls could slide easier, too.

By some miracle, Jake managed to not bone during the process. Tyler had fully expected his boyfriend to get turned on by from pressing his whole body up against a nut that was bigger than both of them. Tyler had to admit, it was kind of hot. Hot, both in terms of physical temperature and sexual stimulation.

Both Tyler and Jake breathed a sigh of relief when they felt Sam’s goliath sack push up against the wall. Unfortunately, now came the hard part. Jake and Tyler climbed over the bed, giving Sam a double dose of giant balls to the face in the process; something that Sam was not at all opposed to.

Jake was sore and tired by this point, but he just had to think about Tyler’s promise to grow him some more to give him a renewed burst of energy. Seeing Sam’s massive junk before him just served to make him more excited. Soon he would be even bigger than that. Jake could hardly contain his excitement. He wanted this so bad. He needed it, even.

Jake took the lead as he and Tyler reached the window. The two of them struggled to lift Sam’s colossal nut up to the open portal and shove it out. It was a tight fit, Sam’s humongous nut was actually bigger than the window, but it was also squishy enough that Sam and Jake were able to push it through with only moderate discomfort to Sam. Sam’s giant low hanger landed with a dull thud on the platform below. The wheels let out a loud groan of protest, but Sam himself hardly felt a thing.

Sam wanted to help his friends throw his weight around, but there was really no viable way for him to get in there and help. He had to resign himself to standing around and keeping close enough to them that they had plenty of slack to work with.

After a short breather, Tyler and Jake began work on the other one. It took just as much work to force Sam’s other ball out of the window, but they soon succeeded in that one, too. All that was left was to force Sam’s giant shaft out through the window.

Tyler was proud of their accomplishment and leaned out to look down at their progress. It was then he realized that something important was missing. “Uh. Jake? I thought you said you were getting two trailers?” There was totally only one flatbed trailer attached to Jake’s jeep, and it was completely taken over by Sam’s enormous ballsack.

Jake looked really embarrassed all of the sudden. “Oh, yeah. About that. It turns out that we can only have one trailer without a commercial license. Sam’s dad refused to allow me to use two of them at once without the proper permit.” Jake rubbed his neck and looked down at his feet sheepishly. “I guess I should have mentioned that sooner, huh?”

Tyler leaned his head against the wall and muttered something. He was genuinely irritated by this. Jake felt a pit form in his stomach. It was so rare to see Tyler angry at all, and Jake knew that this was entirely his fault. Tyler looked back up at Jake. It was obvious that Tyler was upset, but he was trying not to get angry with Jake. “Look, we need to figure something out. We can’t just drag his dick along behind us as we speed off down the freeway.”

Jake thought about and realized that yeah, that would probably hurt pretty bad. “Um… how about if we kept him off the ground?” Realizing how stupid what he said just sounded, Jake quickly tried to correct himself. “Wait, hear me out. We just have to keep him hard, and it won’t be a problem, right?”

Tyler rubbed his temples as he thought. As much as he hated to admit it, Jake’s idea was probably the only choice they had. They couldn’t very well reel Sam’s nuts back in to the house, and they couldn’t go anywhere with Sam as he currently was. Tyler turned to Jake and nodded. “Ok. We’ll have to do that.”

Sam could do nothing but stand there in shock. His friends were talking about having him ride around town with a hardon that is visible from space. Everyone would see him! On the other hand, it was the only option available to them, and as much as Sam hated to admit it, there was something strangely sexy about the idea. He didn’t want to let on that he felt that way, but his cock was twitching at the idea.

Tyler gulped down more water and handed the rest of his glass to Jake to finish. Shoving Sam’s junk around was hard work, but at least all they had left was the shaft. Sam’s cock was huge, but it was smaller around than his massive balls were, for the moment at least.  

Jake and Tyler moved the shaft around so that the tip was pointed out the window and slowly fed it through the window. It wasn’t so bad, really, since they only had to lift a small segment of it at any given moment. Once they got it about a third of the way out of the room, gravity started to do its job and help with the rest. Once the bulk of Sam’s shaft was through, Jake and Tyler agreed it was time to work at it from the other direction.

Tyler turned to Sam and gave him his best reassuring grin. “Alright, it’s time. Jake and I are going to go around front and help pull you through. When you are ready, just give us a shout,
ok?” Tyler could see the anxiety in Sam’s eyes, but he could also tell that Sam was trying very hard to overcome it. He just had to hope that when the time came, that Sam’s anxiety wouldn’t get in the way of his libido.

Sam nodded silently. He wanted to say something in agreement, but the words were caught in his throat. His heart was beating in his chest. He was so nervous about what they were about to do, but he was also strangely… excited? Tyler must be rubbing off on him. He should be mortified about parading his schlong around town like some Macy’s parade float, but instead he could feel himself getting hard just thinking about it. He might actually even enjoy this little stunt.

Jake and Tyler were quickly out in front of the house and in front of Sam’s massive cock. Even with the few feet of hose still left with Sam in the room, his shaft had plenty of length to reach down from the second floor and rest soundly on the concrete driveway. The two boys could see Sam’s shaft twitching and beginning to inflate. It looks like their friend was more excited about this than they had expected him to be.

Jake and Tyler exchanged a quick look of concern and understanding as they stared at the awakening leviathan before them. They had to act fast or risk Sam outgrowing the window.
With a quick nod they both rushed forward and got on either side of the tip of Sam’s cock. Both boys grabbed on to the extra skin sticking out from the tip of Sam’s cock and pulled with all their might. The shaft was so heavy now that they actually had to drag it across the concrete, and it looked like they were quickly running out of space in the window as well. They both pulled with all their might as the massive shaft inched forward.

Sam could also tell that his burgeoning arousal was going to be problematic if left unchecked. He quickly shoved with all his might from his end. He tried to put all sexy thoughts out of his mind while he shoved, but it was so hard… and getting harder. He could feel his two friends’ hands pulling and tugging at the skin around the head of his cock. Their hands felt so tiny and it felt so amazing. Then there was him pushing from the other end, his whole body shoving against the base of the shaft. He was so dwarfed by his own mountainous dick, but it felt wonderful. The warmth emanating off of his huge, soft, shaft was so inviting. He could just dive right on and take a nap upon his own colossal member.

Sam fought this idea and gave one last great shove against his dick. He cleared the window, but it left him in an awkward position. He was pressed flush against the window frame; his rapidly hardening dick was now too thick and hard for him to back up. He had to somehow step out of the window and get down without hurting himself.

Sam slowly lifted one leg up sideways and stepped out over the ledge. He didn’t know if there was an eave or a lip or any form of footing on the other side, he was completely blinded by his own magnificent erection. He had always heard rumors that jacking off too much would make him go blind, but he always thought that it would be a problem with his eyes.

He stepped out and poked around blindly with his foot. Eventually he found a little lip he could rest his foot on. Judging from the size of it he was probably standing on the door frame of the garage door, but it was enough to get Sam out the window. With his first foot relatively steady, Sam stepped out with the second.

Now that he had both feet outside of the house, Sam was able to sit down on the windowsill and catch his breath. He had done it. He was free. Now that he was no longer freaking out about being a prisoner in his friend’s house he felt a little more at peace with his own piece. It did look pretty great stretched out before him. It was pointing straight out in front of him almost like a giant diving board made of cock. Sam looked down around it as best he could. It filled up so much of his field of view that it was hard for him to really get a look around, but it seemed to him that it extended down the driveway and out into the road. It probably even reached well into Jake’s yard. How big was he? Forty feet? Maybe more? Sam didn’t have any way to be sure, but he knew it was approaching Jake’s max size already, and this was supposedly his minimum. Sam laughed to himself a little. He was so far past the point of no return; he may as well accept his fate and learn to love it.

Sam took one last look back at Tyler’s demolished room. His growth spurt and subsequential cumflood had completely wrecked the place; all the furniture was shoved towards the walls, everything was soaked with jizz, and there even appeared to be a bit of a dent forming in the floor from where Sam’s monstrous balls had been resting. 

Sam noticed a jar still on the desk. It was so close that he could reach it if he really wanted to. Did he want to? Sam pondered for a moment. What would he do with it if he had it? Give it to Dalton? Use it on himself? Sam’s already hard dick went extra rigid as he thought of this. He shouldn’t be as aroused by this as he was.

Sam decided to keep the second jar for Dalton. After all, that had been the plan with the first one… before his little accident. Sam reached over and grabbed the jar and slipped it into his the large front pocket of the hoody. In the process his hand brushed against the puddle of jizz that had formed inside the pocket. A familiar warm tingle washed over him. Apparently the first batch was still active. A devious smile spread across Sam’s face. He was already so huge that he had no hope of a normal life anymore. It was time he accepted that and got on with his life.

Sam fished out the first cum jar. It was still a little under half full despite being knocked around so much in his pocket. Everyone in the city was going to get a look at him tonight. He may as well make sure to give them a good show.

Sam felt strangely liberated now that he had accepted his place as the owner of the world’s biggest dick. He stuck is hand in and began fishing out globs of jizz and eating it like a pooh bear eating hunney, but the rumbley wasn’t in his tumbley, oh no. The pleasurable waves arced up and down his cock and through his balls. Sam lost himself in the pleasure as he licked his fingers clean and began work on polishing off the inside of the jar. He needed it all, and he would have it.

With the jar completely cleaned out, Sam casually chucked it over his shoulder back into the saturated wreckage of Tyler’s room. He could still feel the growth coursing through him showing no signs of stopping. He was now ready to face the world. He braced himself against the window frame and with a loud shout of “Geronimo!” he launched himself out the window and into the big cushiony pair of nuts that were now only a few feet below him.

Sam could even feel his balls swelling beneath him. The warmth emanating from them and the slow swelling motion could easily rock him to sleep. He could feel his nuts rumble as the jeep backed out of the driveway. Once onto the street, Sam could feel a tiny pair of hands pulling him backwards into the back seat of the jeep. Jake had apparently taken off the cloth roof sometime earlier in the night allowing Sam to roll off of his nuts safely into the back seat.

Sam’s seating position was awkward in the car. He much preferred the ride from atop his huge sack. The rattle from the platform caused a nice vibration to roil through his still expanding balls. He was lying back with his head against the glove compartment between the two front seats and his legs sticking out between the headrests of the back seats. He was comfortable, though, and Tyler was right in the seat next to him.

Tyler himself was seated in the back passenger side seat. The front passenger seat had been folded down to accommodate his immense bulge. His job was to make sure that Sam enjoyed his ride as much as possible. They couldn’t risk him going soft on them. Sam doubted he could get soft even without the added stimulation from his friend, but he was sure glad to have it.

Tyler really knew how to make a guy feel awesome. Tyler was kissing Sam up and down, on the ears, occasionally even working over Sam’s nipples. Sam was in heaven. He knew he was in for a long car ride out to the camp site, but he didn’t care. This ride could take years and he would be fine with it.

Jake drove as best he could, but he was fighting his own impending bone while trying to steer the jeep. It didn’t help that Sam’s cock was now so massive that it would get caught on any overhang they encountered. Even sticking out at the forty-five degree angle it was currently protruding at, they still had to avoid all overpasses, all power lines, even any billboards they saw. The leaning tower coming from the back seat was sticking up twice as high as the streetlamps they were whizzing past. It made for a very complex and roundabout route out of town. What should have been a thirty minute drive was soon an hour and then an hour and a half. The whole time his boyfriend was making hot, sloppy makeouts with their mutual friend and fuckbuddy. Jake just knew that Tyler was making it extra loud and extra wet to mess with him.

Jake couldn’t take it anymore. His own twitching semi kept causing him to accidentally honk the horn. The few people who could tear their eyes from the massive dibbling cock hanging out the back of the jeep were giving him the stink-eye for his random horn usage. Jake did his best to drive with one hand while he fished his own shaft out of his briefs. If he was going to bone, he’d at least be able to aim it.

A stop sign gave Jake the opportunity he needed to use both hands to pry out his own huge dick. It felt so great to get his shaft out from its stuffy confines. Jake slung his meaty shaft over into the passenger spot before driving off. He was glad for that stop sign. It had been so long since he had seen a stop sign he had almost forgotten to stop at it. He was really going off the beaten trail here, but that’s what happens when you can’t fit under traffic lights without tearing them down with your gigantic erection.

Jake quickly reached full hard on, but his foresight had spared him a lot of trouble, now that his dick was free and breezy, he could use his right arm to push it out of his way while he drove. He had to keep the beast pinned under his arm while he steered, but it sure beat the alternative, and Tyler didn’t seem to be minding the steady drip of pre that Jake was depositing on his lover’s own erection. This vehicle must be quite the sight to behold.

 A bit too much of a sight, apparently, because right as they were leaving the city limits, the siren began blaring and the blue and red disco lights starting flashing. Jake’s stomach started doing black flips in his belly. He had never been pulled over before, and certainly not in such bizarre circumstances. He just had to stay calm and hope he could talk his way out of this.

Jake pulled the car over and waited for the officer to finish his needlessly slow and dramatic stroll up to the driver’s side window. The officer rapped on the glass on Jake’s window, which seemed really silly to Jake, since the car had no roof. They could hear the dude just fine with the window up. Jake complied, purely for the sake of semantics. “What appears to be the problem, officer?” Again, for the semantics. Jake was trying to survive this encounter purely off of movie knowledge.

The officer leaned against the door. A stern look was plastered on his face. His large dark sunglasses made him appear to have large dark soulless voids instead of eyes. Jake gulped. His nerves were shot. The officer spoke slowly and clearly; a slight southern drawl evident in his voice. “Would you care to explain to me why in the wide, wide, world of sports, you have a
fifty foot tallywacker flailing out the back of your vehicle?”

Jake tried to remain as calm as possible while he bullshitted his way out of this. “It’s a float. A float for a parade.”

The officer lowered his shades down on his nose, clearly unamused, “And just what would you want a float that looks like a quarter mile trouser snake for? This isn’t one of them pride things is it? You boys some of them queer-o-sexuals?” The officer turned his flashlight on and began flashing it around the inside of the car. The beam passed over Sam, but Tyler had already thrown a blanket over the boy.

“There’s a very good reason for this float to look like a penis actually.” Jake responded as calmly as he could manage. “You see, it’s for a parade… Not that kind of parade. It’s for… cancer.”

The officer rolled his eyes. “I’m sure dick cancer is a big deal.”

Jake was doing an amazing job of looking livid. Tyler was impressed as Jake began to lay into the callous arm of the law. “I have you know I have lost family to testicular cancer! We are going to drive this float on behalf of the Livestrong Foundation next week! You have to admit it, it’s catchy and it makes its point.”

“Livestrong? Isn’t that that druggie’s charity?” The officer responded cattily.

Jake responded, still keeping up his amazing pissed off smolder. “The organization does amazing work regardless of the possible allegations of doping in an unrelated sport by a former member of the board.”

The officer backed off a bit and raised his hands up to try and calm Jake down. “Woah now, kiddo. I can see you are really worked up about this, but why did you make it so damn big?”

It was Tyler’s turn to jump in. He still sucked at lying, but maybe he could pass off his shaky voice as just being afraid of the police? It was worth a shot anyway. “We built it onto a crane.”

The officer walked back to the rear seats and shined the flashlight into Tyler’s face. “A crane? That don’t look like any bird I’ve ever seen. Well, I guess it does kind of look like a cock.” The officer guffawed at his own joke.

“Yes, a crane. See, the controls are right here… Let me just find the knob, and…” Tyler reached around under the blanket and found Sam’s nipple. “Just a quick turn and…” Tyler pinched down on Sam’s nipple and tweaked it hard. He was betting a lot on Sam being sensitive there, but judging by the load moans coming from Sam as Tyler sucked on them earlier, he was pretty sure this would work. Sure, enough as Tyler turned the knob the crane began to spasm. It bucked hard upward and then returned to its original position. A spray of pre rained down on the road. Sam let out a low moan as some of the load he had been saving up for the past hour slipped out.

“It’s been acting up lately. We know a guy outside of town who said he can fix it, so we were going to take it in. We figured it best to travel under the cover of darkness, well, because. You
know.” Tyler tried his hardest to keep his grin going strong, but he was shaking like a leaf.

The officer seemed to buy it though. “Alright, fine, but cover that thing next time, and fix that damn leak, we have complaints about that thing spilling all over town!” He waved the boys off as he strode back to his car. He was ill prepared for the sight that awaited him when he arrived. The entire cruiser was covered in a massive gob of jizz. When Sam had plopped, Officer Friendly had been right in the line of fire. “What the shit?” The officer said as he scooped up some with a gloved hand and squished it between his fingers questioningly.

Now that they were safely out of town, it was just a short jaunt to the camp site. Good thing too, that last little adventure had crashed Sam’s libido and his shaft as drooping steadily lower by the minute. Even with Tyler’s encouraging kisses, Sam was barely above half mast when they pulled off the main road and onto the old dirt path.