Chapter 9 - Geno-type pt. 9

Jake ran down stairs, and bounded into the kitchen. Tyler’s mother was just finishing scooping whatever it was she was cooking into bowls. “Hey, Mom.” Jake said as nonchalantly as he could muster. For as long as Jake could remember, he had spent as much time at Tyler’s house as he had at his own. Everyone in Tyler’s household had long since begun to think of him as one of the family, and treated him as such. They also insisted he refer to them in kind.

Jake had both of his hands in the front pouch of the hoodie, in an effort to keep it stretched down to his waist. If he took his hands out, the hoodie would start to ride up his stomach and expose much of his midriff. He had the waistband for the shorts sitting a bit below his waistline in order to ensure that the bottom of the pant legs extended down long enough to keep his lengthy dong from slipping out. If he let the hoodie creep up it would make a large patch of his bush readily visible by all. And really didn’t want to show that off to his secondary mother. Just the thought of it made him want to curl up and die of embarrassment.

“Oh, hello, dear. Good timing. I was just finishing up.” She picked up a bowl and turned to face Jake. “Oooh. I like the outfit.” She chuckled a little and gave Jake a sly wink. She immediately recognized all the clothes as belonging to Tyler. Not only did they fit Jake really poorly, but she had had to wash all them numerous times in the past.

“Here you go. Might want to give it a minute. It’s still pretty hot.” She said as she handed Jake the bowl. Jake thanked her and grabbed the bowl with both hands. The second he took his hands out of the pockets, the bottom of the hoodie began to roll up like a window blind in a Tom and Jerry cartoon. “You’re all natural, I see. That’s a bit of a rarity in this day and age.” She chuckled again and playfully rapped her knuckles on his exposed abdomen.

Jake was positively mortified. He could not even speak he was so embarrassed. His face felt hot and was turning deep shades of red. He held the bowl close to him, and with a quick nod to Tyler’s mom, he turned and slunk off to the table.

As Jake was approaching the table, Tyler finally entered the kitchen as well. Jake gave him a pleading look that seemed to say ‘why would you leave me alone with this crazy lady?’ Tyler just tilted his head to the side a little and raised an eyebrow. The expression on his face seemed to say ‘do I even want to know what I just walked in on?’

Jake began to pull one of the chairs out from the table, but he heard Tyler’s mother call to him, “Oh no. Not that one, dear. Use the one to the left.” Jake was overcome with a sense of confusion and dread. He had never had his own designated spot before, and given the way this dinner was turning out, he doubted that his new seating assignment would be a good thing. Jake shot Tyler a look of ‘what is even happening here?” Tyler just shrugged. He had no idea about the assigned seats either.

Jake moved over to the next chair and pulled it out. As he was pulling the seat out he realized that this one was different than the rest. There was a large foam donut on the seat. Jake set his bowl on the table, and picked up the object from his chair. Jake pointed to the donut and gave Tyler a look of ‘What!? Why is this even here?”

Tyler recognized it instantly. It was the foam donut his grandmother used to use to sit on when she was still living with them. It was starting to make sense to him now. Part of him really wanted to laugh, but he was also feeling the dread well up inside of him. If his mother thought that Jake needed to use that, then that means they were totally busted.

“Oh, now don’t be that way. Judging by the way you were screaming earlier, I know you could use it.” Tyler’s mom said. Jake’s face was turning new and exciting shades of red. He quickly put the donut back on the chair and sat down. He hung his head down, not wanting to make eye contact with anyone. Jake had to admit, though. The foam ring really helped. It put all the pressure on outside edges of his ass, and took the pressure off of his still aching, ravaged hole.

“You’ve got quite the set of pipes on you, boy. It seems like it’s always quiet ones that are the screamers.” She just beamed at Jake and continued to chuckle. She was obviously enjoying teasing Jake.

Tyler realized his mom was taking this extremely well decided to step in. “You seem surprisingly chill about…. Well…” Tyler made a hand motion of pointing back and forth between he and Jake. “Us.”

“Well, of course I am, silly. Your dad and I have been expecting this for years.” Jake and Tyler looked at each other and exchanged a mutual look of ‘What the actual fuck?’ “Anyone who has seen you two together for any extended amount of time could see you two were madly in love with each other. I think it’s really sweet. Ah, young love.” Tyler’s mother was holding the serving spoon with both hands while staring wistfully into space.

Tyler quietly slipped past her, grabbed a bowl, and then sat down next to Jake at the table. His mother snapped out of her little reverie and continued her story. “You know, your dad and I had actually taken bets on when it would happen. I thought you two would be officially a couple by the time you were fourteen. You owe me $20 by the way.” Tyler raised an eyebrow questioningly at her; his mouth was crammed too full of mac n’ cheese to vocalize his question. “Oh, I’m just kidding, dear. Enjoy your dinner. If you need me, I have a hot date with Lt. Horatio Craine. Lord, he’s fine.”    

Tyler’s mother took her food and went off to the front room to eat her dinner. She returned to watching a CSI marathon; leaving Jake and Tyler to finish their food in silence. The two of them were still having trouble calming their nerves after one of the most awkward family moments in the history of the world. Neither one was really sure how they felt about it all. Fortunately Jake soon worked up the nerve to diffuse the atmosphere. He leaned over to Tyler and said “Dude, your mom ships us so hard.” They both started howling with laughter.

After they stopped laughing long enough to finish their meals, they placed their bowls in the sink and ran back up to Tyler’s room. Jake hadn’t even had time to shut the door behind him before Tyler was already pulling off his pants. Tyler predicted Jake’s reaction to this and began his counterargument before even beginning to turn around. As Tyler turned around to face Jake, his hefty dick swinging low as he did so, he said “Look dude, these pants are way uncomfortable, and besides. You know you like it better this way.” Tyler grinned lasciviously as he swung his hips from side to side, causing his massive cock to slap loudly against one leg and then the other.

Jake had to admit, he loved seeing Tyler naked, so he wasn’t about to complain. Tyler pulled off his robe and the t-shirt he had on under it as well. “Might as well take yours off, too.” Tyler said. “Not like it’s doing you a lot of good anyway. Tyler made a nodding gesture towards Jake’s leg. Jake looked down and could see his pant legs had begun creeping up on him, and the last few inches of his cock were clearly visible hanging down below the hem of the shorts.

Jake once again turned bright red. He just had to hope that Tyler’s mom hadn’t noticed as they walked past the front room to get to the stairs. He began pulling his clothes off as well. Hanging around Tyler was turning him into a bit of an exhibitionist.

Tyler walked over to his desk and picked up the TV remote. He flipped the TV on and then grabbed the Xbox controllers that were lying on his desk. He tossed one of them to Jake. Jake caught the controller and took his normal seat on the bean bag chair sitting right in front of the TV. Jake expected Tyler to wheel his desk chair over to the TV like he normally did, but instead Tyler flopped down right into Jake’s lap.

Tyler pulled on a headset and put the other one on Jake. As the game fired up Jake and Tyler managed to get comfortable. Jake slipped his arms under Tyler’s and rested his head on Tyler’s shoulder. They did pretty well at the game. They had it set to team based vehicle combat. Jake was driving and Tyler was shooting. They both kept getting distracted at various times throughout the match, though. If there was a lull in the action, Jake would hug Tyler tightly and give him a quick kiss on the nape of his neck. Jake was drinking in Tyler’s smell the whole time. He loved everything about it; the scent of the soap on Tyler’s freshly cleaned skin, the scent of Tyler’s hair and the shampoo that he used.

Just being so close to Tyler was getting Jake hard. Tyler could feel it, too; Jake’s growing erection was poking right into Tyler’s back. Whenever he could find time Tyler would move his hips so that his ass and the small of his back were rubbing up against Jake’s shaft. Jake was finding it harder and harder to focus on the game as he himself got harder and harder. Tyler also found himself getting worked up. Every kiss Jake planted on his neck made him get more and more aroused.

As soon as the match ended, Tyler spun around and began passionately kissing Jake on the lips; Jake returned the kisses with the same intensity. They were returned to the waiting lobby after a brief loading screen, and they could hear some loud thirteen year old from the opposite team. He was livid that his team lost and was screaming at everyone else. He was quick to single out Jake and Tyler since they had the highest score. He screamed at them calling them cheaters, calling them cowards, campers, kill stealers, and not the least of all fags.

This last bit got Tyler’s attention. He decided to give this annoying kid the send-up he deserved. Tyler flipped on video chat so that all the people in the waiting room could see Jake and him. “Here’s a message to that little loud-mouthed, blow-hard, preschooler. You called us a lot of things that weren’t true, but you got one thing right.” He then spun back around and began making out with Jake. They hammed it up a bit, making it was extra hot and extra noisy. Tyler extended his middle finger towards the camera, and then hit the button to exit the game; all while keeping his lips firmly locked with Jake’s.

Tyler broke the embrace and shoved Jake back into the chair. Tyler then slid down onto all fours and began licking up and down Jake’s shaft. Jake was rigid and had already begun leaking awhile ago, as was evidenced by the large wet spot on Tyler’s back.

Tyler was on his knees as he worked over Jake’s cock with his tongue. Tyler could feel his beach ball sized nuts resting on the carpet. His already massive semi quickly finished growing into a gargantuan erection. Tyler could feel it poke him in the chin from time to time and he sucked Jake’s cock.

Jake noticed his boyfriend’s untended erection, and He wished to return a least some of the favor. Jake maneuvered his feet down to Tyler’s waist and slid them under Tyler’s massive cock so that they were pressed up against the underside of the base of his dick. Jake dug in and began to roll his feet around. The balls of his feet were digging into the sensitive flesh on the underside of Tyler’s penis. The heels of his feet were digging into the top side of Tyler’s enormous nuts. Jake rocked his feet back and forth so that the pressure alternated between the balls and heels of his feet; he was simultaneously kneading Tyler’s shaft and sack.

Tyler was now leaking large amounts of pre; what didn’t smear across the underside of his chin dribbled onto the carpet, creating a thick, slimy pool. Jake’s footjob made Tyler even hornier. Tyler placed his elbows against Jake’s thighs to steady himself and grabbed Jake’s cock and balls; Tyler’s left hand wrapped firmly around Jake’s cock, and his right hand gently massaging one nut and then the other. Jake’s balls were now too large for Tyler to fit both in one hand at the same time.

Tyler wrapped his lips around the tip of Jake’s cock and began to take s much of it in his mouth as he could. Tyler loosened up the back of his throat to allow Jake’s cock to slide even farther in. Tyler made it about halfway down the shaft; He could take more of Jake’s cock down his throat, but they were too tangled together for him to move much farther.

The sensation of having his cock so deep down Tyler’s throat was better than anything he could have imagined. Tyler’s throat was warm, slick, and very tight. Jake could feel Tyler’s breathing. Tyler would occasionally try to swallow instinctively, and the feeling of all the muscles in Tyler’s throat clenching and unclenching in an attempt to shove whatever was blocking the tube down into the stomach blew Jake’s mind; it felt like hundreds of fingers working Jake’s shaft from all side.

Tyler wanted to take even more of his lover’s cock. He wanted to keep going until he was face down in Jake’s fluffy brown bush. Tyler couldn’t move in the current Kama Sutra gone wrong pose they were both locked in, and so he shook Jake’s legs off of him; even though the foot job felt amazing. He was focused on taking more and more of Jake’s cock. Tyler pulled himself forward and pushed Jake back into the chair even farther; all while managing to not even give up an inch of Jake’s cock.

Jake was now lying almost completely horizontal. His ass hung over the side of the bean bag. He realized that Tyler shook him off so that he could swallow more of his sword, but Jake refused to just sit back and watch. Jake began to stand up slowly and walk forward. All the while he guided Tyler so that Tyler could shift his weight back and sit down comfortably on his rear; Tyler still refused to let even a centimeter of Jake’s cock escape him.

The new sitting position pushed Tyler’s dick upward in such a way that it was now pointing past his chin. It mashed awkwardly against the underside of Jake’s own cock. Tyler was now streaming pre as he struggled to keep himself from cumming until he reached his goal. His deluge was beginning to completely soak Jake’s dick.

Jake could see the Tyler’s monstrous dick was going to get in the way. Even though Jake really enjoyed the feeling of Tyler’s dick rubbing against his own, he knew he needed to find a better place for it. Jake grabbed Tyler’s dick and guided it down enough that he could swing his own hefty nut sack over it.  Jake continued his forward march allowing Tyler to swallow more and more of his length. Jake let go of Tyler’s shaft and used his hands to instead spread his own cheeks apart. Tyler’s dick swung upward as soon as it was released and poked Jake right in his ass.

As Jake shifted both of their positions Tyler was able to take more and more of Jake’s dick into his mouth. He had already reached the point where his own dick had thoroughly creamed Jake’s. Tyler’s tongue was pressed firmly up against his own puddle of pre. He could taste his own juices coating Jake’s skin, and it just brought him closer to blowing his load. Tyler was dripping with sweat. It was taking everything he had just to keep from cumming. His breathing was getting shallow, both from being so turned on and from having to breathe very carefully to get air to his lungs around the thick dick that was filling his mouth and throat.

Jake could feel Tyler getting closer and closer to release. Jake was amazed he hadn’t done so already. Jake was also very close; his nuts were already seizing upward. His legs were feeling like jelly, but Jake fought through it. He only needed to feed Tyler a few more inches. By this point Jake was all but using Tyler’s huge cock as a chair. Jake’s ass was squarely situated right on Tyler’s cock head. The head was far too big to ever slip inside of Jake, but it pushed hard against Jake’s hole. Jake’s asshole was pressed right up against Tyler’s slit; Jake could feel the large amounts of pre that Tyler was streaming flowing into his ass. Jake still couldn’t control his ass muscles enough to close his hole, and he wasn’t sure he ever wanted to fully recover. His ass felt so loose and free. He wanted it to always be open for whatever Tyler wanted to put into it.

Jake continued his advance. He was so close to blowing is load; not only were all of Tyler’s throat muscles working over his shaft like before, but now Tyler was also working over what little bit of Jake’s cock was in his throat wildly with his tongue. Jake’s mind was going fuzzy, His hips were bucking. His legs were wobbling. He knew he could not hold it in anymore, but right as his resolved failed he felt it; Jake’s balls slapped against Tyler’s chin.

Tyler had been ready to cum for what felt like ages. The way Jake was riding his cock like a bar stool really didn’t help matters, either. His cock head was pressed right up into Jake’s ass, and it felt as if his slit and Jake’s loose, hole were having hot, sloppy makeouts; Tyler was actually feeling jealous of is own dick. Tyler would just have to make a note to give Jake a good rimming later on. He’d like to see his dick take all of someone else’s dick inside it. He thought with smug satisfaction. Then he replayed that thought in his head. Wow. He really would love to see his cock take someone else’s inside it. He’d never even thought of that as an option before. Just the thought of it now was making bringing him over the edge. He wanted to hold back, but he knew it was a lost cause. Right as Tyler was about to give when in he felt a strange tickling sensation on his nose.

Tyler opened his eyes, and all he could see was a tangled mass of brown hair. He had done it. He was now face down in Jake’s wild bush. Tyler breathed in deeply. He took in the smell. He could smell Jake’s fresh sweat and a hint of shampoo and conditioner. Tyler surged forward to take the last inch of Jake’s meat, smacking his chin loudly against Jake’s balls.

They came in unison, harder than either had ever cum before. Jake fired shot after shot, directly down Tyler’s throat. Tyler’s belly filled up as Jake unloaded gallons of hot cum into him. Tyler returned the favor by firing gallon after gallon directly into Jake’s open hole.
They both quickly reached max capacity. Jake stepped off of Tyler’s colossal gusher and began pulling his cock slowly out of Tyler’s throat. He was helped along by the torrential force of his own spooge spraying down Tyler’s throat. Jake managed to pull the last of his two foot long cock out of Tyler’s mouth, but he was still spraying at full force. It was now Tyler’s turn to get completely drenched, and he loved it. He kept his mouth open, trying to catch as much of his lover’s spunk as he could.

In order to pull his meat out of Tyler’s throat, Jake had to walk backwards over the raging geyser of jizz that was Tyler’s cock. The warm blasts hit him squarely on the underside of his cock and balls, and well as splashing onto his chest and legs. Once Jake had completely extricated himself from Tyler’s mouth he walked back over the fountain, and planted a lot sloppy kiss on Tyler’s lips. Not only was Tyler’s face completely covered in Jake’s cum, but Tyler also had a mouth full of spunk he had been savoring. As they kissed passionately, the gooey wad was passed back and forth between them as their tongues rubbed up against each other. The force of their tongues whisked the cream into a bubbly froth. Jake was intoxicated with the taste of Tyler’s saliva mixed with his own jizz.

After they broke for breathe, Jake pushed Tyler onto the floor, and sat down on top of him. Jake positioned his ass so it was sitting right on Tyler’s abdomen. Jake’s back was pressed flat up against Tyler’s still wildly firing giant cock. The tip of Tyler’s towering dick pressed up between Jake’s shoulder blades. Tyler’s torrent continued to fire upwards, plastering the ceiling with his cum; large globs of it rained down all around the room, especially onto the two boys.

Jake ground his penis into Tyler’s chest. He would fire another blast with each thrust; spraying all over Tyler’s face and onto the carpet and TV stand behind him. Tyler was drinking up as much of Jake’s cum as he could manage without choking under the downpour. With Tyler’s spunk raining from above and Jake’s jizz spraying at him from below it was getting hard to tell whose was whose any more. Tyler scooped up large handfuls of it and offered it to Jake. Jake would grab Tyler’s wrists and greedily slurp up the offerings. He would not stop until Tyler’s hands were completely clean.

Occasionally Jake would lean in and plant another wet kiss on Tyler’s mouth. They would hold these long passionate kissed while being showered from multiple directions.  During which time they would swap and combine the loads they had in their mouths until they broke apart and swallowed the mix. This went on and on, and the minutes stretched into half an hour and kept on going. Their minds were too hazy with sex to manage anything above even the most basic thought. All they could think about was how much they wanted each other.

It must have been at least 45 minutes after they had both begun cumming that they finally were too tired to continue. Their streams dried up. Their cocks softened. Jake rolled off of Tyler and fell back onto the now slimy bean bag chair; Tyler’s cum still streaming out of his ass. Tyler used the last of his strength to climb on top of Jake and hug him tightly; his head nestled in Jake’s chest.

Jake brushed back Tyler’s hair; revealing a relatively untouched portion of skin on Tyler’s scalp. He kissed Tyler’s forehead sweetly and began to drift off as well. As Jake was slipping into slumber he saw a red blinking light on the camera, but he was too tired and his brain was still too foggy from sex to wonder about what it might mean.
 