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Part 100
We continued driving towards the quarry. Michael had managed to shrink back down to a manageable size, but not before he took advantage of his extremely muscular body. He had lifted up Benâs girthy cock in the back and placed me underneath it. So now as we drove along I was pinned in the truck bed with Benâs huge fat dick weighing down on top of my legs.
âSorry if Iâm squishing you,â Ben said.
I rolled my eyes. âWeâre in this mess because of you,â I said callously.
âIf you hadnât run away you wouldnât have gotten stuck there,â Ben said, still ignorant to the big picture.
âI wasnât running away,â I stated. âMy dad may have found a cure. I needed my phone.â
âWell then, Iâm glad Michael stopped you,â Ben pouted. âI donât want my dick to be small again.â
âYou canât even walk, dumbass,â I said bluntly.
He just shrugged. âI know. So, since I canât walk around, whatâs to stop me from growing it even bigger?â He licked his lips hungrily. Clearly the idea was turning him on because I could feel his fat cock starting to stir.
âCanât do anything about that. Sorry,â I said. âKinda stuck here.â
âItâs fine. Thereâs plenty for everyone at the quarry. Iâll be growing again in no time. Maybe I will get muscles like Michael and be able to finally lift this thing again. Itâs so heavy. Iâm almost surprised the truck can even lift it.â He chuckled to himself.
A thought occurred to me⊠it wouldnât stop us but maybe it would at least slow us down. Maybe give the others more time⊠okay. Yeah, sure. Now where was my cock? I could feel it between my legs and trailing down past my feet, coiled on the cold truck bed floor. Good. It wasnât trapped beneath him.
Now all I had to do was get turned on. Wasnât that hard to do. I started to think about the twins, Sam and dean and all their impressive equipment. I imagined them at the quarry, all taking a dip in the sea of cum that waited there. The pleasure that came over them as their already sizable dicks stretched and grew.
I could feel my cock coming to life. It jerked and twitched as my length began to stiffen and lift into the air.
As I continued to imagine, my thoughts suddenly turned towards Ben. I didnât even mean to. It just sort of happened. I thought about his huge, fat cock that rested atop me. His scrawny little body that clung to it. His devious little grin. His soft lips.
âWhat is that?â Ben asked with a hint of glee. His question brought me back to reality and I realized that my cock was fully erect and pressing against the other side of his dick. âAre you getting turned on?â He asked giddily.
âI guess I am,â I answered. âMust be your giant dick on top of me.â
âWell, your cock is now pressing against me,â Ben said. âToo bad it isnât long enough to reach around my fatty.â
He was right. Even though my dick was longer than my legs, it didnât go far enough for Ben to reach it. If I could just get it a bit longer⊠But I couldnât grow myself. My cock was on the other side of his huge member and I was staring at a wall of flesh.
âI wish it was longer,â I said, placing my palms on his hot member. âI wouldnât mind having you suck me off again. You know, one last time before you grow to godlike proportions.â
Ben moaned and I could feel changes beneath my hands. His cock was tensing.
âYour mouth feels so good on my cock,â I continued. âI just want to feed you. Feed you like I did at the house. Remember how your cock couldnât even fit through the door? Or in the car? Fuck⊠what else can you outgrow?â
Ben was going berserk. I seemed to be saying all the right things. It had to be coming soon.
âWhat was your friendâs name? Tristan, I think. Could you imagine how jealous heâd be if he saw you now? We could even let him in on the whole thing. Grow his cock too. Imagine how heâd beg to suck your dick. Your best friend begging you to let him blow you.â
Ben cried out as the first volley shot from his cock. It was such a strong spurt that it arched over the truck bed door and onto the road. Câmon, I just needed at least one. The second shot erupted, this one partially hitting the door and running down the side before pooling at the bottom. Yes!
I reached over but it was too far away. Unfortunately I was closer to the truckâs front than the door and Benâs big cock on top of me didnât give me very much wiggle room. I need him to cum more to make the puddle big enough to reach. I rubbed the side of his dick as if to massage the cum out of it.
He came again with a low moan. And again and again. The puddle was increasing with each one. Finally, I was able to dip my fingertips into the pooling spunk. I brought my wet fingers to my mouth and sucked the cum off before dipping them again.
It wasnât until about the fifth time I did this that I started to feel it. My groin buzzed as my cock began to grow. I could feel it stretch further up Benâs shaft. I just needed to get long enough to curve around the damn thing to get it to his face. I continued to suck Benâs cum off my fingers. I didnât even realize that at this point the pool of cum now reached my elbow. I also didnât realize how turned on I was until I came myself, spraying the side of Benâs dick. Ben giggled at my eruption and came again himself.
I had no idea how close I was to growing my dick to where I needed it to be. I couldnât see it so I just kept eating the cum. I now was able to take handfuls to my mouth. Cum dripped between my fingers and plopped onto my chest and stomach.
Finally, Ben squealed and I felt his pillowy lips take my cock in. I did it. I⊠I⊠oh fuck, here I go again. I came hard. I was cumming so aggressively that it felt like my cock vibrated. Ben chugged it, not wasting a drop. I donât know how he managed it, but all that cum pouring out of me went inside of him. Nothing spurted from his lips, not a choke or gag. It all just flowed right down his throat.
As my cumming ceased, he came up for air before barreling back down on it. Just in time too because another wave was coming.
I could feel the weight on top of me increase as I continued to feed Ben. Just as I planned, his cock was growing. The bulk shifted as his member slowly inflated. I placed my hands on the hot wall of flesh again, feeling it stretch beneath my fingers.
âSuch a big boy,â I purred. He sucked even harder on my cockhead. Somehow, as aggressive as he was to coax the next cum shot out, it felt so soft and gentle. I came again and he slurped it up like a vacuum. âSuch a hungry boy,â I panted.
From my vantage point it was difficult for me to gage how much Ben was growing. All I knew for sure was that his cock was getting bigger on top of me. It wasnât until my dick popped out of Benâs mouth that I had an idea of how much: my cock was no longer long enough to reach fully around his fat, growing member.
Ben whined as he leaned forward, his lips and tongue flailing to reach my cock again. Once and a while the tip of his tongue would connect with the tip of my dick, just for a second.
The bed of the truck was clearly weighted down, but we still sped along without issue. I needed more. I sighed and scooped up more of Benâs pooled cum. âDonât worry, buddy. More is coming.â
We continued driving towards the quarry. Michael had managed to shrink back down to a manageable size, but not before he took advantage of his extremely muscular body. He had lifted up Benâs girthy cock in the back and placed me underneath it. So now as we drove along I was pinned in the truck bed with Benâs huge fat dick weighing down on top of my legs.
âSorry if Iâm squishing you,â Ben said.
I rolled my eyes. âWeâre in this mess because of you,â I said callously.
âIf you hadnât run away you wouldnât have gotten stuck there,â Ben said, still ignorant to the big picture.
âI wasnât running away,â I stated. âMy dad may have found a cure. I needed my phone.â
âWell then, Iâm glad Michael stopped you,â Ben pouted. âI donât want my dick to be small again.â
âYou canât even walk, dumbass,â I said bluntly.
He just shrugged. âI know. So, since I canât walk around, whatâs to stop me from growing it even bigger?â He licked his lips hungrily. Clearly the idea was turning him on because I could feel his fat cock starting to stir.
âCanât do anything about that. Sorry,â I said. âKinda stuck here.â
âItâs fine. Thereâs plenty for everyone at the quarry. Iâll be growing again in no time. Maybe I will get muscles like Michael and be able to finally lift this thing again. Itâs so heavy. Iâm almost surprised the truck can even lift it.â He chuckled to himself.
A thought occurred to me⊠it wouldnât stop us but maybe it would at least slow us down. Maybe give the others more time⊠okay. Yeah, sure. Now where was my cock? I could feel it between my legs and trailing down past my feet, coiled on the cold truck bed floor. Good. It wasnât trapped beneath him.
Now all I had to do was get turned on. Wasnât that hard to do. I started to think about the twins, Sam and dean and all their impressive equipment. I imagined them at the quarry, all taking a dip in the sea of cum that waited there. The pleasure that came over them as their already sizable dicks stretched and grew.
I could feel my cock coming to life. It jerked and twitched as my length began to stiffen and lift into the air.
As I continued to imagine, my thoughts suddenly turned towards Ben. I didnât even mean to. It just sort of happened. I thought about his huge, fat cock that rested atop me. His scrawny little body that clung to it. His devious little grin. His soft lips.
âWhat is that?â Ben asked with a hint of glee. His question brought me back to reality and I realized that my cock was fully erect and pressing against the other side of his dick. âAre you getting turned on?â He asked giddily.
âI guess I am,â I answered. âMust be your giant dick on top of me.â
âWell, your cock is now pressing against me,â Ben said. âToo bad it isnât long enough to reach around my fatty.â
He was right. Even though my dick was longer than my legs, it didnât go far enough for Ben to reach it. If I could just get it a bit longer⊠But I couldnât grow myself. My cock was on the other side of his huge member and I was staring at a wall of flesh.
âI wish it was longer,â I said, placing my palms on his hot member. âI wouldnât mind having you suck me off again. You know, one last time before you grow to godlike proportions.â
Ben moaned and I could feel changes beneath my hands. His cock was tensing.
âYour mouth feels so good on my cock,â I continued. âI just want to feed you. Feed you like I did at the house. Remember how your cock couldnât even fit through the door? Or in the car? Fuck⊠what else can you outgrow?â
Ben was going berserk. I seemed to be saying all the right things. It had to be coming soon.
âWhat was your friendâs name? Tristan, I think. Could you imagine how jealous heâd be if he saw you now? We could even let him in on the whole thing. Grow his cock too. Imagine how heâd beg to suck your dick. Your best friend begging you to let him blow you.â
Ben cried out as the first volley shot from his cock. It was such a strong spurt that it arched over the truck bed door and onto the road. Câmon, I just needed at least one. The second shot erupted, this one partially hitting the door and running down the side before pooling at the bottom. Yes!
I reached over but it was too far away. Unfortunately I was closer to the truckâs front than the door and Benâs big cock on top of me didnât give me very much wiggle room. I need him to cum more to make the puddle big enough to reach. I rubbed the side of his dick as if to massage the cum out of it.
He came again with a low moan. And again and again. The puddle was increasing with each one. Finally, I was able to dip my fingertips into the pooling spunk. I brought my wet fingers to my mouth and sucked the cum off before dipping them again.
It wasnât until about the fifth time I did this that I started to feel it. My groin buzzed as my cock began to grow. I could feel it stretch further up Benâs shaft. I just needed to get long enough to curve around the damn thing to get it to his face. I continued to suck Benâs cum off my fingers. I didnât even realize that at this point the pool of cum now reached my elbow. I also didnât realize how turned on I was until I came myself, spraying the side of Benâs dick. Ben giggled at my eruption and came again himself.
I had no idea how close I was to growing my dick to where I needed it to be. I couldnât see it so I just kept eating the cum. I now was able to take handfuls to my mouth. Cum dripped between my fingers and plopped onto my chest and stomach.
Finally, Ben squealed and I felt his pillowy lips take my cock in. I did it. I⊠I⊠oh fuck, here I go again. I came hard. I was cumming so aggressively that it felt like my cock vibrated. Ben chugged it, not wasting a drop. I donât know how he managed it, but all that cum pouring out of me went inside of him. Nothing spurted from his lips, not a choke or gag. It all just flowed right down his throat.
As my cumming ceased, he came up for air before barreling back down on it. Just in time too because another wave was coming.
I could feel the weight on top of me increase as I continued to feed Ben. Just as I planned, his cock was growing. The bulk shifted as his member slowly inflated. I placed my hands on the hot wall of flesh again, feeling it stretch beneath my fingers.
âSuch a big boy,â I purred. He sucked even harder on my cockhead. Somehow, as aggressive as he was to coax the next cum shot out, it felt so soft and gentle. I came again and he slurped it up like a vacuum. âSuch a hungry boy,â I panted.
From my vantage point it was difficult for me to gage how much Ben was growing. All I knew for sure was that his cock was getting bigger on top of me. It wasnât until my dick popped out of Benâs mouth that I had an idea of how much: my cock was no longer long enough to reach fully around his fat, growing member.
Ben whined as he leaned forward, his lips and tongue flailing to reach my cock again. Once and a while the tip of his tongue would connect with the tip of my dick, just for a second.
The bed of the truck was clearly weighted down, but we still sped along without issue. I needed more. I sighed and scooped up more of Benâs pooled cum. âDonât worry, buddy. More is coming.â