Jack woke up to a pair of hot breaths poking him on the neck and his ass knew why. Danny and Ryan were getting a morning fuck in before school and came at the same time.
"I wanna wake up like this every day," Jack cooed.
"Me too," Danny and Ryan said.
Jack chuckled. "Lemme get up, I gotta piss."
The boys groaned at the thought of having open air on their cocks for the first time in over twelve hours.
"I just hope I don't dump all your cum on the bed," Jack said to himself. He clenched his hole up super tight, making the boys' dicks flop out of his hole with a pop.
"Shit, where's that sausage," Jack said. He eyed it in the floor and quickly shoved it up his ass to stopper the torrent of jizz in his guts.
His cock almost hit the toilet when he peed. It was fucking massive. He wondered if his knee length shorts would be enough to hide it. He could forget underwear. It would've been like trying to stuff an alligator in a sippy cup.
"Dudes..." Jack said coming out of his closet wearing the longest pair of shorts he could find. He put his foot up on the bed and his cockhead poked out the bottom of his shorts.
"Holy shit, what the fuck's wrong with you?" Danny said, laughing.
"My balls, too," Jack said, a huge lump in his right pants leg bulged out where he had stuffed his sack. "How am I gonna hide 'em?"
"You have any dress socks?" Ryan asked. "Like, ones that are the same color as your skin?"
"Lemme see."
Sure enough, Jack found a pair that matched him pretty closely.
"Just slip one over your cock so it blends in," Ryan suggested.
"I guess that'll have to work," Jack sighed. His tree trunk of a cock filled the sock out handily so he wouldn't have to worry about it riding its way down during the day.
"Fuck it, I'm gonna freeball too," Danny said suddenly. "Come on, Ryan, whaddya say?"
"Sure, why not?" Ryan said.
The boys fidgeted in their seats on the ride to school, never quite getting used to their new freedom down there.
School was pretty uneventful. Ryan sat with Jack and Danny at lunch and added his cum to the boys' in the water bottle Danny had stolen from yesterday. None of them thought twice about gulping it back down and even got on to the others for taking more than their share. It was like they needed it. They salivated waiting for their turn. Jack's load easily made up the vast majority of the cum in the bottle.
"Damn, you make the best dessert, Jack," Ryan said, licking his lips.
"Oh really? Yeah... I guess I kinda like it, too," Jack said.
"We need to do this every lunch," Danny said excitedly.
"I know, we should..." Ryan said.
"You guys seen Guy today?" Jack asked.
"No," Danny said.
"Me either," Ryan added.
"That's weird."
Indeed, Guy wasn't in PE, the only class Jack had with him. As big a dick as Guy was, Jack missed having Guy there to dominate him and use him as a cumdumpster. Well, faux-dominate him since he could make Guy do anything he could think of. But still, he enjoyed letting him have his way, until yesterday when Jack's subconscious got carried away and accidentally made him cum like a whale. Jack still needed to work on that.
Showering was interesting again. Middle of the stalls, front and center. Jack ate up the looks of bewilderment on the guys' faces. He had gone from the shortest boy in the locker room to one of the tallest in a matter of a couple weeks, not to mention his cock. He tried to think about what he had eaten since school started and he couldn't think of much of anything other than cum.
Holy shit, that's it, Jack thought. As crazy as it seemed, he was convinced all the cum he'd drunk and taken up his ass for the past couple weeks had made him and his cock grow like a weed.
Well I gotta get more, then, Jack thought impatiently.
"Hey guys, I'm having a party at my house this Friday after school, you're all invited," Jack blurted out while everybody was getting dressed.
Everyone in the locker room hesitated for a second and swallowed hard. Just the sound of his voice made them all bone up and go wet. And Jack wasn't even making them do it.
"Lemme know if you're coming."
The boys tripped over themselves getting to Jack saying they would show up.
Fuck, this is easy, Jack thought. He couldn't help but grin back up at the guys' stuttering confirmations that they'd be there come Friday.
The rest of the week sucked. Jack was hopelessly bored with just the three amigos after school and "dessert" at lunch every day. Danny and Ryan had pissed their moms off by staying over Monday night but strangely didn't get disciplined for it.
"Just let us know where you are, that's all," their parents said. Weird.
They figured they shouldn't push their luck Tuesday night and they had church Wednesday, but Thursday... they were all over it.
mom, i'm staying over at jack's tonight
have fun, love you. mom
A couple text messages were the only thing that stood between them and overdosing on sex whenever they wanted. The guy's rocked Jack to sleep again that night as they humped him softly in their dreams. Jack had two slippery cocks jockeying in his hole and a belly full of cum. Life was good.
But tomorrow was fucking Friday. The Friday. Cock Buffet Friday. Jack knew exactly what was gonna go down and he thought the guys had a pretty good idea themselves, too.
It had sure taken its sweet fucking time getting here. Jack daydreamed about cock overload all day. He couldn't get it out of his mind. He was gonna be so full of cum tonight he wondered if his stomach and ass could hold as much he wanted them to.
Jack practiced finely tuning his ability while he was showering at school. He envisioned vibrating dildos in all the guys' asses and within a second, the shower room sucked in a collective breath. Jack smiled as he saw the boys' dicks fill out and start dripping precum because of his invisible pleasure makers wiggling in their butts. He kept focusing on them until they got to the pool house in his backyard. Half the bus had left at Jack's stop, all sporting boners wagging proudly in their gym shorts as they stepped off. Embarrassment didn't even enter their minds, they were too mesmerized by their buzzing asses and prostates to notice much of anything else.
Once all the boys had piled in the pool house, Jack shut the door and stopped making all their asses vibrate with energy. Every eye focused on Jack. He could feel the sexual potential in the room. He was wading in it, it was so thick. It wasn't quite kinetic yet. But the smallest spark would set off a nuclear sex bomb.
"Take a seat, dudes," Jack said, plopping down on the couch, his cock head flopping out of his pants leg. He looked up to see all the boys' dicks do a little dance in their shorts at the sight of his meat. A misty eyed Stephen Finnegan panted as his cum dripped to the floor softly. He couldn't help it. He had never seen someone so beautiful as Jack or a cock he so admired come together like this before.
And that was it. Stephen's cum spark literally stopped time. Jack was completely floored watching Stephen's helpless orgasm and he wasn't even making him do it. The room crackled as if it was full of static electricity and the air popped loudly around Jack as he got up to drink Stephen's load. But he had already missed a good mouthful. No matter, though. He'd just make him spew like a geyser for a solid minute. Little Stephen was the cutest boy in the locker room by far. Only a little taller than Jack was back when he used to be the shortest. Jack fished around in his shorts and sucked his cock all the way down and filled his stomach with the cutie's cream.
Fuck, I better quit or I'll run out of room for tonight, Jack thought.
He stood up and gave Stephen a wet, cummy kiss. But Stephen didn't kiss him back. He felt like he was kissing a statue. He looked around the room and saw that the boys hadn't moved a muscle since he shut the door. They weren't even breathing.
It took a while for Jack to even realize he still had a body. He still felt like Jack. He still knew his name. But he had no idea where he was. It took him forever to remember that he had senses. What he thought was sound was so far away and distant that he shuddered at the thought of how cavernous the room he was in must be. His skin felt cool at first. Then wet. Then both cool and wet. It was almost like his body was relearning how to function and take in external input. He felt like a couple barges had parked over his eyelids.
Come on, Jack thought. What's going on...
He was too caught off guard to even panic. He felt like a stranger in his own body. When his eyelids finally decided to work, he could only make out darkness. Then faint smatterings of light, then blurry, murky movements surrounded by inky black. He could feel his stomach for the first time and immediately threw up and started seizing like a million lightning bolts were coursing through him.
"Dude, are you ok?"
"Jack!"
"Holy shit... dude..."
That last one was Danny. It had to be. He opened his eyes to see Danny's worried face hovering over him.
Jack groaned, all of a sudden feeling sorer than he'd ever felt in his life. Like he'd just run five marathons in a row. His eyes caught Stephen Finnegan's still misty eyes. He could see a little tear hanging off of his chin as well as a drop of cum dangling at the end of his shorts.
"Dude, what'd you eat?" Jack heard Ryan say.
"Huh... how... how long... how long have I been out?" Jack asked.
"Uh, what do you mean?" Danny asked.
"How long have I been passed out?" Jack said.
"Dude, you like just threw up... you never passed out," Danny said, starting to worry a little more.
"Yeah, you closed the door and then you threw up all this white stuff in the middle of the room," Ryan said.
Oh fuck, Jack thought. That's Stephen's fucking cum.
He took a deep breath to confirm it. Yep, that was Stephen's. Nobody else's.
The boys helped Jack up onto the couch where he could lay down.
"C'mere, Stephen," Jack said weakly.
The shaken boy shuffled up next to Jack and stared at him.
"C'mon, sit down by me," Jack said getting a little more vertical.
Stephen sat down tentatively right by him. Jack put his hand around his head and kissed his hair, letting the clean boy's scent fill his lungs.
"Aww, fuck," Stephen whimpered.
Jack slobbered all around Stephen's face like it was candy and was thrilled when Stephen started kissing him back inflamed with lust. Jack felt a massive amount of heat radiate from his face and could hear the rest of the guys say, "fuck, that's hot."
Beg me to lick your hole, Jack thought.
"Jack..." Stephen whispered in his ear. "Eat my ass out... please..."
That's a good boy, Jack thought. The sheer need in his voice was incredible and made his dick drool uncontrollably. Jack's subconscious ripped Stephen's pants off and shoved his pretty pink hole hard onto his waiting tongue. He couldn't get enough of the boy's perfect ass musk on his face, frantically licking his winking pucker and soaking his cute cheeks with jealous slobber.
Suck his cock, Danny, Jack thought.
Jack felt Danny's chin scrape against his hand intermittently as he squeezed Stephen's balls.
Bigger, Jack thought, and Stephen's ballsack tripled in size in his palm. He could feel each nut roiling in his sack. Stephen whimpered pitifully, sounding like he hadn't shot a load in a thousand years. Jack tortured his prostate with his tongue, willing it to drown Danny with its dick snot just for shits and grins. Jack smiled as he heard Danny at first gag then swallow at least five mouthfuls of pure Stephen precum. It was the sweetest either of them had ever tasted. Danny groaned in disappointment when there wasn't a sixth gulp waiting in his mouth.
Let's see what you're made of, Jack thought. He gave Stephen the most powerful orgasm he thought his little frame could stand. His asshole almost severed Jack's tongue it was clenching so tightly around it. His balls were dancing around in his sack like two fish out of water as they pumped a torrent of cum down Danny's wholly inadequate throat. Well, it would've been inadequate if Jack hadn't doubled it in size as he came. And even that was barely big enough.
Stephen finally collapsed after about a minute of nonstop cumming and sighed deeply as he fell into the deepest sleep he'd probably ever know. Jack looked down at his slippery ass and cummy dick with pride. He fucking owned that boy now. Stephen was even dreaming about him. Jack shuddered with lust at the hot scene he was eavesdropping on in his mind. The boy was a fucking slut... moaning as all the guys in his class took their turn fucking him in the locker room. He couldn't help but notice the smile on Stephen's face as he dutifully took as much meat as his greedy ass could take.
Damn, Jack thought. I need to make a note of that.
"Danny... Ryan... get up here," Jack said, rubbing his bare hole.
In a second, the boys had shucked their clothes to the floor and plunged their drooling cocks up his warm, wet ass. Jack played with Danny's poochy belly full of Stephen's cum, laughing as he made it jiggle and ripple.
"He tastes pretty good, doesn't he?" Jack asked Danny.
"Fuck yeah he does."
The smell of Stephen's sweet cream riding on Danny's hot breath gave Jack the chills.
"Ohh, fuck me, Danny boy," Jack said in between kissing Danny sloppily.
Jack gazed around the room to see all the other boys in a circle around them, jacking off as their cocks squelched with need.
"You guys can fuck Stephen... he won't care, trust me," Jack said knowingly.
Thomas Morgan dropped his pants, as he was the one closest to Stephen, and sunk his cock up his ass all the way to his pubes. He groaned needfully, sounding like he was almost in pain as he explored the small cutie's warm hole, moist with Jack's spit. Jack could see Stephen start cumming in his dream as Thomas' cock head pressed hard on his prostate in real life. A little grunt escaped him even as he slept.
"Listen to him, he fucking loves it... even in his sleep," Jack crowed.
Sure enough, Thomas pulled out and thrust back in, met with another tired grunt from Stephen. Jack made Thomas' dick leak so much precum, it frothed over in Stephen's ass as he fucked in and out and made the most delicious, gooey sound. A little ring of precum mousse was forming around the base of his cock pretty rapidly.
"Dude, you cumming up his ass?" one of the boys asked Thomas excitedly, eyeing the growing whipped cream around his dick.
"Nah that's just precum," Thomas moaned.
The boys swallowed hard, almost in disbelief that he was precumming so much up their buddy's ass.
"Ohhh... god damn it..." Thomas whined, his muscled twitching wildly with anticipation.
Here it comes, Jack thought. I wonder what would happen if...
Danny, Ryan and Thomas growled simultaneously as their balls relentlessly pumped gallons of cum up their respective fuck holes. Jack couldn't take his eyes off of Stephen's slim stomach, growing fatter and fatter with jizz with each rope Thomas shot in his guts. He suffocated Danny with kisses as he felt his own belly explode with the boys' never-ending cum. He thought he better pull the plug though when he saw Stephen's belly start showing stretch marks, pregnant with Thomas' gallons of spooge. The boys crashed back down to earth panting, their blood completely starved of oxygen.
"What a cum," Jack said laughing, slapping his watermelon of a belly.
Thomas was mindlessly kissing Stephen's sweet sleeping face as his dick recovered in Stephen's ass, still twitching uncontrollably. The boys surrounding Thomas had all cum too, drenching their own chests in a shower of cum, rubbing it hastily into their skin so it wouldn't drip off of them too much.
And to think that it was only 4pm. The boys were fucked so much for the rest of the afternoon and well into the night that both Jack and Stephen couldn't stay awake for it all. The two power bottoms fell asleep in each other's arms in the middle of a kiss, their packed stomachs sloshing next to each other with each thrust, filled to the brim with their friends' cum. All the boys greedily cashed in all the energy they had to fuck as long as they could, collapsing into a coma at the end of their last fuck.
In his subconscious, Jack drifted in and out of each of the boys' minds as he slept. He was surprised to see that he and Stephen were the main object of obsession in every single one of their dreams. An awkward smile crept across Jack's face as he and Stephen kissed involuntarily in their sleep.