Ashely
had a killer headache right now, the throbbing was making his brain
hurt. He partied way too hard last night, well actually, that wasn’t
in his vocabulary. Ashely sat on the couch in the dorm living room as
he barely listened to his roommates bantering on and on about
something he wasn’t paying attention to. He was too busy dealing
with his nasty hangover. Something that he could have gotten rid of
in a snap of his finger if he wanted to, but then why would he let
one of his toys get off so easily? Turning someone into a bottle of
booze and chugging them all night left Ashely with a nasty hangover,
which just so happens to be where the last remaining remnants of his
toy was right now. Stuck in some limbo of torment suffering the nasty
migraine that Ashely was having only much worse. Their screams and
pleading for mercy helped Ashely through the rough morning, as it was
music to his inner soul as he listen to the damned person begging for
it to stop.
Slowly
getting up off the couch, Ashely started to make some tea as he
listened to his little friend scream and cry for some sort of
explanation, which was understandable. One moment they were at a
party having a great time, next they were being drunk by some random
femboy college student they probably never saw before. Being
digested, dissolved broken down, and run through Ashely's body to be
pissed out later that night was a journey on its own. All that
remained was what could only be called some kind of soul or lingering
parts dancing around in Ashely’s head while set ablaze, sizzling
away, and slowly being minced and diced around in the headache of
doom that Ashely was carrying right now.
Ashely
made some quick tea, heating the water and putting lots of sugar and
cream in it, he brought the drink up to his lips. Slurping the warm
heated drink, letting the warmth run through his body helped ease the
morning time onward. The warm wave washed up from his belly up
to his brain in no time, clearing his foggy and aching brain and
erasing the last little bit of the drunk night from this new day.
“OH
GOD NO NO! STOP, OH JESUS, HELP MEEEEE,” The voice screamed as
Ashely continued to smile as he felt the lingering pest dissolve and
vanish into the background, finally absorbed and consumed like
anything else Ashely would have ingested the other day. Now without
that annoying hangover, Ashely was much more sobber and chipper than
before. “That’s some good tea,” Ashely spoke as he quickly
flopped back into his seat without spilling his drink. Tucking
his legs under him, Ashely was paying much more attention to his
roommates and their drivel about whatever it was they were talking
about.
The
debate between Phil and Frank was starting to get more heated but
nothing too extreme as a shouting match, just a nice heated argument.
It was just getting more intense and passionate as the two were going
back and forth, with Fred and Ashely sitting on the sidelines
observing the two.
“It
totally counts dude, you can’t say it doesn’t,” Phil argued
with a chuckle of superiority in his more righteous view.
“It
wasn’t on purpose, so it doesn’t. Unwillingness cancels out the
act completely,” Frank argued.
Ashely
arched an eyebrow as he took one more sip of his drink before
leaning toward Fred and asking, “Pst… what are they talking
about.”
Fred
opened his mouth for a moment and frowned as he tried to recall, “Uh…
I forgot…”
Ashely
gave Fred a scrunched-up look before he noticed the dilated and
redness in Fred's eyes. He was either still tripping from the other
night or he took something recently this morning to take the edge off
of whatever last night’s journey brought him to. Whatever the case
was, Frank was out of it and left Ashely in the dark. Laughing,
Ashely shook his head gulping another sip of tea and enjoying the hot
warm liquid warming up not just his body but his mind as he started
to feel like himself after such a nasty but fun hangover. After a few
longer moments of listening to Phil and Frank bickering back and
forth, Ashely couldn’t help but get in between it. It was less
about not wanting them to fight and more about not being part of the
conversation.
“Soooo,”
Ashely called out before slurping some more leaf juice, “What are
you two fighting over? Sounds kind of silly.” Phil and Frank gave
Ashely a look before bringing him into the conversation.
Frank
brought Ashely into the conversation as he said, “Phil thinks wet
dreams count.”
Before
Ashely could even say anything, Phil cut in, “Cause it totally does
dude.”
Ashely
shook his head as he tried to understand, “So you're saying,”
Ashely pointed to Phil, “That having a sexual dream and climaxing
counts as nutting during No Nut November?”
“YEAH,”
Phil nearly shouted as he pointed to Ashely like he got the point.
“You didn’t have sex so you lost No Nut November.” Frank and
Ashely slowly looked at each other before turning onto Phil and
giving him a look. Phil who was looking pleased for a moment saw that
he was now being eyeballed by his two roommates, “What?”
Ashely
spoke, “Wait, hold up… so you think having a wet dream counts as
losing No Nut November but having sex doesn’t count?”
Phil
didn’t even wait, “Well duh!”
Ashely
just slowly nodded, “Mhmm… so why doesn’t it count?”
Phil
defended his point of view, “Because, it’s sex. I’m not jerking
off or creaming my pants at night to a sexy dream.”
“I
see,” Ashely cooed as he slurped some more tea before saying, “And
the term for having sex, BUSTING A NUT… doesn’t at all seem to
click with you? Considering it’s called No Nut NoVEMBER,” Ashely
said holding back a snicker of laughter.
Phil
opened his mouth and slowly saw the logic in what was being said. He
soon realized what Ashely meant and cursed that he walked into that
one.
Trying
not to seem too silly, Phil quickly tried to direct the attention to
the newcomer to the debate, “Oh yeah? Well, what the heck do you do
for No Nut November if you don’t fuck anyone or have wet dreams?”
Ashely
snorted before downing the rest of his tea and setting it to the
side, “Who says I do No Nut November?”
It
was now Phil and Frank’s turn to look at Ashely, even Fred seemed
to follow the moment as he turned on Ashely with his bloodshot eyes.
“You don’t do NNN,” Phil asked shocked.
Ashely
scoffed, “Of course not! Why the heck would I do something so
stupid? I’m not gonna let, no offense,” Ashely said trying to
calm any contention they would have down before going on, “a bunch
of fucking virgin nerds constricting my enjoyment of porn or other
sexual enjoyment by naming a single fucking month for absence. Yeah
screw that shit, I’ll jack the fuck off when I want, how I want,
and with whoever I want!” Ashely smirked as he snuggled into his
seat smiling at the other three, “Fuck No Nut November…”
As
proud as Ashely was, both Frank and Phil looked more pompous as they
gave him a superior look. Phil finally said, “Sounds like a weak
beta cuck excuse to me.”
Frank
nodded, “Totaly, he’s got no control over himself.”
Ashely
stood up upset at what he just heard, “HEY I have more control over
my dick than you two!” Both Frand and Phil looked at each other
with doubt in their eyes. Even Fred who was blitzed out of his mind
seemed to doubt Ashely’s words. Finally Ashely let out an annoyed
sound, “Oh fuck you guys. I can totally be abstinent for a month!
Just you watch.”
“Oh
sure you can,” Phil laughed.
Ashely
shot back, “Just you watch. I can stay strong, longer than you can!
What was it, last week you were hooking up with two different chicks
cause your balls were getting heavy?”
Frank
laughed at Phil till Ashely turned on him with a glare before
releasing his demons for everyone to hear, “I wouldn’t be
laughing so hard, I heard that fucking hentia porno you were jerking
off to the other night. Something about ONICHAN, and something about
step-siblings-”
Frank
quickly shouted, “HEY, NO, THAT WASN’T WHAT YO THINK IT WAS-”
Ashely
ignored Frank’s protesting as he went on, “Fuck this, I’ll beat
both you. I’ll show you I can keep my dick in my pants for a month.
What are the rules? No jerking off? No sex?”
“Well
obviously no jerking off,” Phil nodded in agreement like it was
common knowledge.
“And
no sex,” Frank added. “Ashely’s right, it’s totally called
busting a nut, so it counts.”
Phil
looked argumentive as he didn’t look pleased with the rule. “So
no sex, no jerking off, and no wet dreams?”
Frank
quickly cut in, “Come on, like I said it’s not consensual. I
think wet dreams are safe, it’s not like we asked for them or
anything so it shouldn’t count against us.”
“Totally
not true, you telling me you can’t control your dreams like a real
man? Come on, that completely counts.” Phil argued. As Frank and
Phil bickered back and forth Ashely tried to think about a fair
compromise and decided to step in.
“So
to be fair,” Ashely cut in, “No sex…” Phil looked less than
happy at that comment that Ashely made. “And obviously, no jerking
off,” Ashely went on getting both Phil and Frank’s approval on
that comment. “So… we just racing to see who has a wet dream
first and loses? That doesn’t seem to spell out much self-control
if you ask me.” Phil seemed to consider Ashely’s words. Still,
Ashely went on, “I think wet dreams should be fair grounds. Just
cause, like Frank said, you’re not really in control when you’re
sleeping, right? So why not let that be fair ground for this?”
Phil
looked upset at the news. He seemed less pleased at the news but
figured if there was gonna be some mutual ground this would have to
be it. “Fine, but NO PORN,” Phil added. “If I can’t fuck, you
guys can’t look at anything to prep your dream to wet yourselves
with. If I’m gonna suffer, so will you all,” Phil said smirking
at what seemed to hit Frank. He looked uncertain at the new rules.
Ashely
laughed, “Sounds fair to me.”
“Now
hold on,” Frank argued.
Ashely
looked at him with a very judging look, “Oh come on, you can’t
seriously disagree with these rules? Unless… do you really look at
porn before bed to stimulate-”
“No,”
Frank shot back quickly, “It’s just a lot to think about,”
Frank replied as he clearly wasn’t satisfied with the rules. Still,
there wasn’t much he could challenge as it seemed he was in the
minority. Finally, he huffed and said, “Fine, fine. It sounds
fine to me.”
Hearing
his roommates agree, Ashely couldn't help but feel excited, “So
we're doing this?”
Phil
shrugged, “Sure.”
Frank again looked disappointed at
the outcome but slowly nodded, “Yeah.”
“Cool!
So what happens to the loser,” Ashely asked grinning.
“Loser?
I never lost a No Nut November challenge,” Phil said proudly.
Ahsley
just smirked, “Well yeah that was before the rules changed. Sounds
like neither of you, are ready for this year, right?” Phil seemed
to understand what Ashely was saying as he looked almost as uncertain
as Frank was. Still Ashely went on, “So should we bet anything?
Like Five dollars or like a pizza? Come on something’s GOT to be on
the line,” Ashely giggled as he rubbed his hands together confident
in his ability to win. “A bet needs something, so what is it?”
Phil
shrugged, “You both got Mr. Carlson for sociology this year, I can
help you with my notes from last year or whatever.”
Ashely
nodded as he looked to Frank who just gave an uncertain look, “I
don’t know…”
“OH,”
Ahsley perked up as he thought of something, “What about the winner
gets dibs on gaming? Regardless of who's on it at the time?”
Phil
looked thrilled at the idea, “Ohhh yeah, that sounds good.”
Frank
didn’t like the idea but he had nothing else to come up with so he
quickly brought the conversation to Ashely, “And what about you?!
Huh? What are you offering for this bet,” Frank asked pinning
everyone’s attention on Ashely.
“Hmmm,
what can I do…. OH! I know, what if I…” Ashely said smiling as
he opened his mouth and made a ring with his hand. He slowly started
to push his ring-shaped hand toward his open mouth. As he imitated
the back-and-forth jester of his hand, jerking back and forth to his
mouth both Fred and Phil freaked out at the obvious sign of a
blowjob.
“OH
NO!” Phil shouted taking a step back and shuddering.
“Dude
that’s gross,” Frank said shying away.
Ahsley
continued to make the jerking-off jester smile cruelly, “WHAT?!”
Ashely spoke sounding innocent as he stopped, “You guys don’t
want any popsicles?”
Phil
looked at Frank and gave Ashely a stern look, “That… that was
your jester for a fucking popsicle?”
Ashely
smirked, “Well duh… what did you think that meant?” Ashely knew
full well what his roommates thought that was.
“Uh…
never mind,” Phil spoke as he recovered from the shock of Ashely’s
bizarre offer. “Popsicles are fine.”
“Yeah,
totally fine, just popsicles,” Frank replied just as shocked as
Phil was at the implication.
“GREAT,”
Ashely cooed delighted at the teasing. He quickly turned to Fred,
“Hey Fred are you in on this too?”
Fred
slowly turned toward Ashely and looked at him for a long minute as if
he could see some cosmic message floating around Ashely’s head…
Finally, he spoke after the long delay, “Huh?”
Ashely
chuckled, “Uh, never mind. Looks like you have a long journey ahead
of yourself. You enjoy yourself.”
Fred
nodded, “Yeah… that’s cooool.”
Seeing
as it was only going to be the three, Ashely decided to make it
official, “Here we go, Frank, Phil, and I are all gonna do this No
Nut November. The first one to break will have to give the other
compensation. With that being said, we’re all fine with the rules
and penalties if you lose?”
Phil
and Frank agreed as Ashely smiled, “Cool. Alright.. well, see you
boys in about 4 weeks, 'cause I’m not gonna lose this challenge.”
“Same,”
Phil said heading off to his room.
“That’s
it,” Frank asked. “We not gonna like try and monitor each other?
You know to make sure we’re doing the challenge?”
Ashely
had a sick and funny remark to say but Phil beat him to it as he
quickly said, “Look I’m not gonna monitor you all, and wasn’t
assuming you all were gonna do that. We’re all adults If you want
to lie go ahead, but I figured we’d all be honest on this
challenge. So if you break the rules just fess up, or not. It’s up
to you.”
Hearing that speech, Ashely felt a new resolve
for this contest as even Frank seemed to be on the same note. They
were all gonna try their best to not please themselves till the end
of the month. Ashelying feeling the resolve from his fellow
roommates, he couldn’t help but agree and want to play by these
rules. So Ashely wouldn’t pleasure himself throughout the month.
Instead, he had another plane, something that involved his new
plaything, Kyle…
Kyle
couldn’t sleep. He hadn’t slept in a week or however long it had
been since Ashely nearly turned him into his asshole. The sounds of
horror that Kyle heard from Saul’s phantom voice screaming for
help. Soon to be cut and gagged off by the mighty sound of Ashely’s
fart or shit that rang out from Sual’s new mouth, silencing the
living anus crying for mercy. The thought that could have been Kyle
if Ashely wasn’t such a fucking sadistic freak shook him to the
core. Kyle rolled over in his bed, it was already late in the
afternoon, but he couldn’t get up. It was like if he didn’t leave
his bed, then he wouldn’t have to worry about Ashely summoning him
for another fucking freak show like the past couple of times.
There
was a ping on his phone and Kyle froze in the safety of his bed.
No…
Maybe
if he ignored it?
Kyle
knew that wasn’t a possibility. If he didn’t reply fast enough
Ashely was surely gonna make him regret it or something worse.
Rolling over Kyle grabbed his phone and looked at the message fearing
what he would find. Opening his phone and checking the newest message
he found it wasn’t Ashely, it was his family sending a group chat
about something silly. Kyle sighed and tossed his phone back down, he
never thought he would dread a text message as much as he just did
now.
It
wasn’t till now that Kyle suddenly recalled the time on his phone
and realized he’d been wasting his whole day away by trying to hide
from Ashely. As much as he wished he could, Kyle knew he couldn’t
do that forever. In fact, it was more like Ashely was a supernatural
disaster that could strike at any time. Like an earthquake or tornado
that could appear without warning, Kyle couldn’t keep living his
life hoping it would never happen again. It was bound to happen and
to think that he could avoid it by cowering in his bedsheets wasn’t
helping.
Kyle
sat up in his bed and took a deep breath as he grabbed some shorts
and a shirt. He wasn’t gonna hide away anymore. If Ashely called on
him today or another day, then that would be his time. Until then,
Kyle would act like he didn’t know his days were numbered. He would
try and act like he hadn’t found a living demon on earth that
wanted to torment him for fun.
Getting
started for the day, or what was left of it, Kyle headed to the
several classes he had near the end of the day. Lucky for him, he had
late classes so he could sleep in and not worry about waking up
early. As he headed to his class and met his teacher and new
classmates, Kyle slowly forgot about his Ashely problem. Thanks to
the semester starting, Kyle put all his attention and energy into the
classes and forgot about everything else. He didn’t even recall his
missing friends, Ashely, or anything else that had bothered him for
the past couple of weeks over break. Kyle was back to being normal
again.
It
wasn’t till Kyle got back home that he slowly recalled his previous
problems from this morning. School life slowly vanished from his
thoughts as he remembered his real life outside of academics. Ashely
was lingering there in the back of his mind. Quickly he jerked out
his phone to check it, there hadn’t been a single response from
him. It had been a while, and Kyle was certain that he was gonna get
something. The sickening sensation of dread had been lingering over
him since this morning and was coming back. It told him that Ashely
had something planned for him.
However
as the day soon turned to night, there wasn’t a single message or
notification from Ashely. It was like he forgot about him, which was
impossible. Ashely seemed like the kind of boy who wouldn’t forget
or leave a toy alone unless he or someone else broke it. Kyle was
this new toy that was being played with and his fate was either to be
pushed on to the next fun game or be left behind ruined like the
others.
Kyle
gulped as he thought he heard his phone ring, but it was just his
imagination. Feeling his nerves start to relax and calm down from the
imaginary ring, Kyle started to finally relax. Taking a few hours to
watch some mindless TV, make some food, take a shower, and get ready
for tomorrow. It was all going so well that Kyle almost thought it
was a dream itself. It wasn’t till it got late at night that Kyle
finally succumbed to his sense of relief as Ashely wouldn’t
possibly message him now. It was a school night and everyone had
classes and other things to do tomorrow. Kyle felt a smile grow on
his face after a long time. He felt a sense of relief and joy as he
slowly tucked himself into bed.
“I
just hope this weekend doesn’t suck,” Kyle said to himself as he
tried not to think of Ashely calling on him for something fucked up
this weekend, but that was a little while away. Kyle had time to
relax and live a normal life, even if it was only for a couple of
days...
“...hey…”
Kyle
heard an unfamiliar voice in his dreams starting to drag him out of
his slumber. Again he heard the voice call out, “You alive? HEY
DUDE!”
There
was a tugging or pushing sensation on Kyle’s shoulder that he tried
to shrug off. Kyle could only mutter in his sleep as he tried to go
back to his dreams, “Leave me alone Leon, I’m trying to sleep.”
“I’m
not fucking Leon,” the stranger called out still pushing and
shaking Kyle awake, “Get up, this place is fucking weird!”
Kyle
felt his eyes flutter as he slowly opened them. It took a few blinks
and some rubbing of his eyes to get his eyesight back. It was so
blurry and messy that he didn’t know where or what was going on.
Kyle couldn't hear the words next to him from the weird stranger as
he tried to confirm that he was no longer in his own bedroom.
“Where
the hell am I,” Kyle asked groggily as he looked at very familiar
walls that were yet foreign to him. This wasn’t his bedroom… and
this was NOT his bed. The bed wasn’t a small twin bed that he had
been sleeping on. This was like a king if not a larger bed. Kyle’s
vision was focusing on everything but the person next to him, as
finally it was directed to the guy shaking him.
The
guy looked to be about Kyle’s age as he looked more freaked than
Kyle felt. “What the fuck is going on?”
Kyle
felt a little panicked as he looked around again, “What?”
“WHERE
ARE WE,” the guy nearly screamed in Kyle's face, as he tried to
pull back.
Kyle
wasn’t sure what that meant but as he started to focus on more than
just the screaming person in his face, Kyle realized what exactly the
issue was. There was a pillow about ten feet away, but the pillow
wasn't pillow size. It was larger than one of the university
buildings. A large mountain arch in the distance was actually a
blanket. The white cloudy sky was actually the basic white dorm
ceiling above. Kyle quickly realized what was going on, or more
exactly where they were.
“We’re
still on campus. This is a dorm room,” Kyle explained to the
panicked person.
“WHAT?!
NO WAY,” he started to argue as he didn’t seem to accept the
obvious. Kyle could only watch the terrified person spin around
multiple times examining and spotting things in the room before
actually coming to terms with the reality that he was in. He was in
fact, very small in some campus dorm room.
What
was worse, was that Kyle knew exactly where he was. If it weren’t
for the fact that he was shanghaied into some random room he might
have been more concerned. Yet Kyle knew exactly whose room it
was which only hurt him on a deeper level. The small stuffed animals
stuck in the corner of the room. The leftover underwear and panties
littered the floor. The overused pillow case of Kyle’s friend,
Heather, lying on the floor nearby. The many stains covering her face
and body from the usage that Ashely put her through. Kyle could
almost hear the pleading words of Heather whispering to him in that
phantom-like voice. Begging for help or some kind of death…
The
sound of a door opening and shutting was shockingly heard before the
soft pitter-patter of footsteps was heard. Right on cue, was the
person that Kyel despised the most showing up, an enormously tall
Ashely came trotting into view. Kyle wasn’t as shocked as the new
guy who was freaking out right now at the sight of the large male
giant showing up. Ashely sauntered and swayed into the bedroom like
he was some kind of God or deity that was in absolute control, which
to some fucked up way, he was. He had a mighty smile on his face as
he was already looking toward Kyle and the new person like a child
getting ready to play with some new toys they bought.
“Well
look at you two, aren’t you two a pair of cuties just waiting for
me before bed,” Ashely called out walking closer to the mattress.
His almost nude body made Kyle gag as he tried not to look at
Ashely’s naked body. All that covered him was a small piece of
underwear that hardly did its job as it looked like it was about to
snap off his hips and expose his member before them. Ashely didn’t
even seem phased at the lack of clothing as he stood there with hands
on his slender hips as if posing for a picture for Playboy. “You
two are just so cute! I just want to keep you two with me so we
can snuggle all night long! But,” Ashely’s joyful smile died a
little as he looked a little sad. Something that Kyle hadn’t seen
him express before till now “I have an issue. Something that the
two of you will hopefully solve.”
Kyle
didn’t respond, but the new guy had other thoughts. He seemed to be
quick to anger as he lashed out with his rage and words. Kyle
listened to him start off, by shouting at Ahsley, “WHAT?! FUCK
THAT! WHAT IS GOING ON? WHY AM I LIKE THIS YOU FUCKING F-F-FAG!”
Kyle
flinched at the hard F word that was used, something that he wasn’t
expecting to hear. He watched Ashely who had an equally surprised
look on his face at the harsh slur thrown at him. For a moment Kyle
didn’t know what Ashely was gonna do but after a few more seconds
Ashely’s cute smile soon turned into a sinister smirk as he
snickered, “Oooh aren’t you fiest? I like that! I guess no
need to be nice about this if you're gonna behave like a child.”
Kyle
shrunk back as Ashely showed his true self with his sadistic side
showing already. Ashely went on while leaning forward on his
bed toward the new person. Ashely started to answer the
question, “Well, let's see, TINY!” Ashely grinned hovering
over the small person before him. “I guess I can explain the game
and the rules now… although would have liked to play this out a
little more for some fun before bed,” Ashely just seemed to shrug
as he went on, “All well.”
The
new guy was looking like he just shit the bed as Ashely’s size now
truly presented itself to him when he hung over him like an alien
ship ready to slurp his tiny body up, like abducting a cow in a farm
field. Finally Ashely spoke again while hovering over him, “What’s
your name,” He asked, still grinning like the devil just came up
from hell looking for a soul to steal.
The
new person gulped before saying, “Johnny.”
“Johnny,”
Ahsley repeated smiling like he just won the lottery, “I like that
name. It sounds soooo… simple. Just like you. I like that...
Anyway, JOHNNY,” Ashely cooed as he pulled back from Johnny and
finally looked toward Kyle. “I have a game to play… and before
you ask, YES! You have to play. Unless you want to forfeit… which,”
Ashely let out a delighted giggle and laugh before adding, “you
WOULDN’T want to do.”
Kyle
tried not to react, but he could see Johnny shuddering at Ashely’s
threat. Ashely on the other hand seemed to be too busy showing off as
he sauntered over to his desk. His hips and butt swaying like one of
those amusement park rides that swung from side to side. Kyle hated
how sexy it looked on such a cruel horrible monster, he had to glance
away. It didn’t take long before Ashely came back and stood over
the bed that Kyle and Johnny were on. They both were looking up at
Ashely who just smirked down at them. Before Kyle could react, Ashely
held his fist out over them. It quickly opened and Kyle saw something
falling from it. Not wasting time, he quickly dove out of the way as
something landed on the bedding before him. It didn’t bounce as it
hit the soft mattress and kind of just hung there on the ground from
the impact.
Kyle
stood up and looked at the weird disk object. It was slightly larger
than him, as there was a plastic square cover coating the giant
frisbee object. The square-like object had a ring or circle in the
middle sticking up like a bowl or plate. Kyle took a few steps closer
to the object and saw a familiar emblem on it and knew what it was
immediately.
It
was a condom.
“What
is this,” Johnny called out. “What the fuck is going on,” He
asked in a very angry but frightened tone. It was like a child trying
to stand up to a bully, but failing in every sense.
Ashely
just grinned as he answered the question, “I told you. I want to
play a game. Long story short,” Ashely said as he started to take a
seat at the edge of the bed. “I made a bet with my friends. We’re
trying to do No Nut Novemeber… yes I know it’s not November but
still…”
Kyle
frowned at the premises of why this was happening, but part of him
didn’t care. He knew that the reason didn’t matter, it was the
rules. Kyle ignored Ashely’s backstory he was giving and continued
to look around the room. There wasn’t really anywhere to go on the
messy bed. He was stuck and forced to stay here or attempt an escape,
but everything in Kyle’s body told him to stay fast and not run.
“And
sooo,” Ashely cooed laughing as he leaned sideways on his bed on
his elbow, his massive size now towering above the two of them,
“that’s where you two come in. I want you all to make this more
fun!”
“What
the fuck,” Johnny shouted as he looked pissed off, “Help with
what? You just said you're trying not to jack off?? What does that
have to do with us???”
Ashely
just continued to smirk as he looked at Johnny and soon turned his
attention to Kyle, “I’ll let you both think it over for a few
moments, and the one who gets the closest to the answer will get an
advantage. Well,” Ashely snickered as he smiled showing his teeth
with the grin, “At least for the first night….”
Kyle
didn’t know what that meant, but any advantage he could get was
better for him. So using his brain, Kyle tried to think like Ashely
and put one and one together. He was tiny in Ashely’s room. There
had to be a reason, and with a condom too? It was all there,
but Kyle didn’t know how to put it together. As the seconds passed,
Kyle watched Johnny look confused and unsure of what exactly was
going on or what this all meant. Kyle had an advantage but still, he
didn’t know what Ahsley meant or how he thought yet. It was turning
his brain into mush as he forced himself to think like the chaotic
creature before him. The monster grinned as he watched them struggle
before him. It all had to be some tormenting game he would enjoy, but
what the hell could that be?!
Finally,
Kyle heard Ashely whistle for a few moments and start counting down,
“Five….. four…. Threeeeee…. Twooooooo… ooooooneeeeeee,
times up!” Ashely sat up on his bed and glanced down at Johnny and
Kyle. “Sooooo, who wants to go first? If you get it right you’ll
have an advantage! So what are we doing?”
Johnny
looked at Kyle who just shook his head and shrugged. Johnny quickly
said, “I don’t know what the hell you're thinking you fucking
crazy freak!”
Ashely
just seemed amused as he continued to smile, “No guesses? You
sure?”
“You’re
trying to kill us,” Johnny shouted.
“Oooh,”
Ashely gave a soft pout, “Close… but tooooo vague. Sorry, that’s
not right. Alright, Kyle… what are we doing?”
All
attention was on Kyle as he looked at the two curious faces. He
didn’t know. He really didn’t. It was so vague and confusing, he
thought Johnny was right, but like Ashely said it was too vague. So
Kyle figured he took a guess. A dark diabolical thought that would
make them scream and beg for mercy. That could only be…
“You're
gonna fuck us,” Kyle said sounding horrified at the prospect he
imagined.
“OOOH!
Soooo close,” Ashely smiled as he picked up the condom. Ashely
stood up from the bed holding the disk-like plastic in his hands. “I
would give it to you Kyle,” Ashely said standing proud above them
as he shook his head, “But, we’ve played together for a while so
you had an advantage. So, I’m kind of disappointed in you.”
Kyle
felt a stinging sensation as he realized that he failed the first
test of Ashely’s expectation. Something that could mean life or
death for him. He was on strike one, and he didn’t know how many
more attempts he would have to live through this. The thought of his
one lifeline or advantage going to waste made Kyle quiver as he
watched Ashely hang over them like a giant tower. He stood there,
with his smooth stomach flat as can be and his big wide hips blocking
out more light than Kyle wanted. Ashely’s body was dominating much
of the room as he hovered above them.
Ahsely
went on as he spoke, “SO, since none of you got it right, I’d
think the previous winner of my games should be the first one up…
step on up, KYLE!”
Kyle
felt his heart drop at the mention of his name. No this couldn’t be
true. He couldn’t have been picked, right? However, the look of
Ashely glancing at him told him that his name was picked out. Kyle
gulped as he looked at Johnny who wasn’t so worried. It was like he
didn’t care what happened to Kyle. Ignoring Johnny, Kyle slowly
walked toward the enormous massive femboy standing before him. He
looked proud and happy to see Kyle approach him without much force.
Ashely
continued to look excited as she glanced down at Kyle’s small
minuscule-sized body before him. “Look at you all tiny and cute,
stepping up for tonight's game,” Ashely said smirking as he leaned
forward grabbing the condom behind Kyle. “Sooo, the game is sooo
simple. Anyone could play it.” Kyle felt his dread building as
Ashely broke open the little condom package and held the little
rubber disk in his hands. Ashely went on, “All you have to do is
last till morning. I’m gonna keep one of you tucked away each
night,” Ashely started to open the condom a little to emphasize
what he was saying. “Just like Russian roulette, you’ll take
turns every night till the month is up, to see who will last.”
“Wha-’
Johnny spoke sounding horrified at the sudden news.
Kyle
was equally horrified at the game, but this didn’t seem too new to
him as it was equally horrifying as the other “games” that Ashely
played with him. He gulped as he soon realized he was the first one
up.
“So…”
Kyle spoke as calmly as he could with a racing heart and emotions
flaring, “I’m gonna be in there all night?”
Ashely
smiled so wide that Kyle thought his face was gonna break, “YUP!
And don’t worry, I’m sure I won't lose the first night. But you
never know,” Ashely giggled as he held the condom out slightly
unraveled, “Now…” Ashely said sounding delighted at his news.
He slowly lowered the little pocket of plastic to the side of the bed
near Kyle, “You ready? Or do I need to make you get in…” Ashely
asked with a cruel stern voice of warning.
Kyle
wept on the inside at the dire tone that Ashely gave. He had a strong
feeling if he fought this, he wouldn’t come out as a winner. Kyle
slowly walked toward the little plastic bag like he was walking to
his doom. The small bubble of rubber was hanging there between
Ashely’s fingers as he held it open for him. Reaching the edge of
the bed, he looked at the floor below and wondered if that fall would
kill him…
The
thought vanished as he heard Ahsely let out a soft snicker. The cold
words left the childish lips as he spoke, “Just you try it…”
Kyle
closed his eyes as the thought of jumping off suddenly vanished as he
wasn’t gonna tempt Ashely. Kyle was gonna have to jump into the
fucking condom. It took a few moments but finally, after a few deep
breaths, Kyle took the plunge. He jumped off the bed and into the
little rubber trampling. He bounced for a brief moment as he felt the
soft rubber below him hold him, while the greasy lube that lined the
condom caused him to slip and fall. He could feel his body already
coated in the material that lined the condom he landed in.
Ashely
let out a cheer, “Yaaaa, good job. Now,” Ashely said standing up
and holding onto the edges of the condom as he lifted Kyle upward. It
wasn’t till now that Kyle noticed that Ashely had lost his
underwear at some time in the past couple of moments. Kyle glanced up
at the slightly rubbery walls of the condom that housed him and
looked up at the massive trunk dangling between Ashely’s legs. How
someone like him could house a monster like that was beyond Kyle…
or maybe it was just his size? The enormous semi-truck-sized sausage
dangled above as Ashely was already slowly bringing Kyle upward,
“Make some room for me, might want to scooch to the side,” Ashely
laughed as he brought the siding of the condom toward his cock. Kyle
pulled as far away from the head of Ashely’s member as it came to
greet him in the small space of the condom. Sure enough, the moment
the edges of the rubberband-like rim touched Ashely’s penis, his
fingers started to unravel the rest as they ran up the length of his
dick. Kyle was instantly sealed away in a rubber chamber as his new
roommate pushed and lodged itself next to him.
Kyle
gagged at the male scent of the penis before him. A mixture of piss
and cum lingering from the last time Ashely used it. The large
bedroom-sized tip of Ashely’s penis pulsated slightly as if it were
breathing. The air around Kyle grew stale and warm as he realized
that he would be smelling and gulping down the same oxygen for a
while. Kyle tried to make some room but before he knew it the rubber
ring that Ashely was unraveling snapped shut and Ashely stood still.
Ashely’s
enthusiasm could be heard through the material covering Kyle. “There!
All tucked away and ready for a night with me!”
Kyle
wasn’t feeling any excitement that Ashely had as he did everything
in his power not to touch the cock before him. However it was hard,
it was like being stuck in a room with an actual elephant inside that
kept walking around and moving to get in your space. There was only
so much room Kyle could move around without touching or disturbing
the giant monster before him. The size of the cock crammed into the
crude space was large enough that Kyle couldn't wrap his hands around
the tip. It was too big, like trying to hug a king-size bed… only
it was a dick, obviously. Kyle wasn’t sure if he was grossed out at
the fact that he was stuck with a male member slowly suffocating him
in its musk, or if it was fucking Ashely’s member that grossed him
out more. The cruel femboy didn’t seem to care if Kyle was
comfortable or not, as he already decided it was time for bed, and
the fucked up game to begin.
“Well,
I got class early in the morning, so I think it’s time for some
shut-eye. Goodnight little guy, let’s hope I don’t have TOO good
of a dream,” Ashely laughed, “If you know what I mean,” He said
in a joking manner. Kyle couldn’t see past the lengthy member but
he swore he could envision Ashely giving him a wink at the tormenting
joke. If Kyle was supposed to respond, Ashely didn’t give him any
time as he started to walk. It was only a few steps, but it was pure
hell for Kyle.
Each
walk, shook Kyle’s entire world as he was jostled around. Tumbling
and tripping over himself and bumping into the dangling dick before
him. It was unpleasant for Kyle as he could feel the extremely warm
skin touching him. It almost felt like there might be a layer of goo
covering it, or maybe it was Kyle’s skin already sweating from the
trapped heat. Whatever it was, Kyle knew this was gonna be a long
night.
After
rubbing and bumping into that bulbous tip, Kyle watched as Ashely
flung himself into his bed. The bouncing on the bed sent him all over
the place yet again as he was swung around in his new cage. Each
movement he made, was like sending Kyle through a washer machine.
Tossed, turned, and flipped all around. Kyle didn’t know where up
or down was, all he knew was that he shouldn’t open his mouth. He
already got a taste of Ashely a moment ago, and he didn’t want to
get another sample of his succulent meat. Kyle laid still as he
looked up from his rubber world and saw the humongous cock glaring
down at him. The small little slit before him was easily big enough
to swallow him whole. It was horrifying to look at it, knowing that
any moment it could squirt out its deadly seed and…
Kyle
felt his panic rising as he realized just how fucked he was. He was
in a small unbreakable room that would be filled with man jizz any
moment, drowning him in fucking semen!
OH
JESUS!
Kyle
had to shut his eyes and try and calm his panic down. He didn’t
know how long his air would last. And suffocating under a million
gallons of Ashely’s spunk sounded bad, but suffocating from his
manly musk was just as humiliating. He couldn’t die here, not like
this. Kyle forced his breathing and heart to calm down as he opened
his eyes and looked away. He looked out the colorful wall and saw
Johnny looking as freaked out and horrified as Kyle was. Only he
wasn’t in here. He didn’t really know what he was experiencing.
Kyle could only hope that Ashely slept the whole night and didn’t
have any stimulating dreams…
It
had been a while since the event happened, and Kyle shuddered when he
heard Ashely moaning in his sleep. His cock was pulsating as it was
stiff as a plank of wood. It was probably why they called it morning
wood since the sun was starting to rise. Kyle had made it through the
night. The lack of air didn’t seem like an issue. Sure it got hot
and muggy. The scent of man musk making its way into his nose every
second didn’t help, but Kyle didn’t’ pass out. He wasn’t sure
if it was some kind of magic Ashely did or just the fact that there
was just enough air in there for him to last the night. Whatever the
cause of it, Kyle’s torment went on longer than he expected.
Without having to pass out, Kyle was literally forced to stay up all
night. He couldn’t sleep, the smell made it nearly impossible to
catch any sleep. The constant fear of the sleeping dick going off in
some climaxing frenzy didn’t help. Combine that with the sounds…
every breath Ashely took, or twitch his dick made, the sound of
rubber rubbing and sliding over his flesh rang into Kyle’s ear. It
was impossible to sleep through the night.
Kyle
looked up with ragged eyes, as he watched Ashely’s morning wood
stire and shake as he slowly woke up. Sitting up only seemed to toss
Kyle around a little more as Ashely let out a yawn, something that
would have been cute if you weren’t crouching under his cock hoping
he doesn’t feel like releasing his nightly load right about now.
Knowing Ashely, Kyle half expected to see his hand coming down, not
to release him but to release his backed-up balls by stroking himself
off. Kyle gulped as he looked past the colorful barrier preventing
him from escaping or getting fresh air.
Every
moment that Kyle waited felt like a lifetime as he hung there below
the pulsating penis. A slight drip of goo slowly building up at the
little slit above his head told Kyle that Ashely had a very good
dream. Now would he chase that happy frisky moment or let it go, it
would only probably take him a few minutes to yank one out to start
Ashely’s day, an action that Kyle had done many times before on his
own accord. It all leaned on how Ashely was feeling this morning…
Finally,
Ashely spoke in a sleepy and tired voice, “Ahhh, what a nice night
of rest. Well, I guess that’s one night down, only thirty more to
go!”
Kyle
watched as Ashely’s hands came down, but instead of them wrapping
around his wrapped-up Weiner, they fingered and grabbed the edges of
the condom, and started to yank it off. Kyle felt a nice cold blast
of fresh air as it rushed in the moment he was taken off the blazing
warm hotdog he was stuffed up against all night long. Looking up at
the long plastic bag he was stuck in he saw Ashely gleaming down at
him smirking before saying, “Looks like you made it the first
night.”
Kyle
didn’t say anything as Ashely started to tilt the condom upside
down and drop him off next to Johnny. He looked equally tired as he
didn’t seem to have gotten much sleep either. Maybe it was sleeping
next to a giant monster like Ashely or the fact that he feared for
Kyle’s life. Whatever the reason, both Kyle and Jonny looked like
they just pulled an all-nighter studying for an exam.
Ashely
stood up from his bed, still naked as ever, doing a nice stretch.
Kyle looked away not sure if Ashely knew he was flashing the two of
them, but at this point, it wouldn’t be the worst thing he did.
Still, it wasn’t easy getting used to his nudity even spending a
night tucked up against his manhood. Still, Ashely acted like he
wasn’t being watched, or he didn’t mind at all. However he felt,
he looked rested and ready for the day. “Well, I should probably
shower and get ready, got class in a bit. I should probably send you
both back.”
Kyle
didn’t say anything but sighed as it seemed they wouldn’t be
stuck in Ashely’s room for however long he was gonna toy with them.
Just as Kyle thought they were done, it seemed Ashely wasn’t, as he
squatted down till he was level with the both of them. Grinning in
that twisted smile Ashely went on, “I’ll see you two tonight, it
wouldn’t be fun doing this no-nutting challenge thing without some
friends, right? Oh, and for the new guy,” Ashely said turning to
him. “I know HE knows,” Ahsley did a jerk of his head toward
Kyle, “But for you…” Ashely gave Johnny a wink and in a moment
dozens if not hundreds of voices filled the room. They were all
screaming or pleading for mercy. Voices that came from all corners of
the room. Kyle flinched as he recognized a few that were cursing him
and damning him for sending them here. Others were begging for Ashely
or the two of them to free them from this hell. Ashely was the only
one that didn’t react. Either he didn’t hear them or just didn’t
care, most likely the latter. Finally, after a few moments, Ashely
snapped his fingers and the room got deathly silent.
“wh-what
was that,” Johnny asked horrified.
“Oh
nothing you need to worry about if you keep this game between the
three of us,” Ashely said winking again with a wicked grin. “I’ll
just say, things can be a lot worse if you decide to talk to anyone
about our little game.” Ashely gave a playful pout, “I would hate
if this game went from two players to just one cause someone wanted
to get a little yappy like a toy poodle. But I won't stop you if you
want to tell someone…”
Kyle
looked at Johnny and gave him a dread shake of his head.
“Soooo,”
Ashely stood up, his manhood softly dangling by Kyle’s body, making
him gag at the sweltering smell coming back to him. “I should get
ready for the day.” Ashely grinned as he did two finger guns toward
Johnny and Kyle, “Don’t worry, I’ll see you two when I'm ready
for bed…” With that, Ashely did two little silent finger bangs
and Kyle was back in his room.
Kyle
collapsed on his bedroom floor where he was before he was transported
into Ashely’s room. It was still morning, but it felt like he spent
a week in Ashely’s chamber of doom. The dread still stung him as he
recalled the horrible night stuck in that condom. However, there was
only one that made him calm down. Tonight wasn’t his turn… it was
the new guy.
Johnny
was walking to one of his last classes. He was exhausted beyond
belief. He was slipping in and out of sleep mid-class. Once he got
back from his dreadful night with that fucking freaky fag, he had
class in an hour. He slowly walked down some stairs until he saw a
familiar face. It wasn’t that creepy cheerful kid’s face that
kidnapped him, it was the other guy. Johnny did a double-take before
he dashed up the stairs after him.
“YOU!”
He nearly shouted catching the guy off guard.
“Wh-what,”
he sputtered looking shocked at the encounter.
“What
the fuck was that last night?! Why did-”
Before
Johnny even said a word the guy jumped him and put his hand on his
mouth. “DON’T!” He hissed.
Johnny
slapped his hand away glaring at him, “What the hell is going on?!
Why…”
He
looked horrified and glanced around and gave him the worst answer he
wanted to hear, “I don’t know! He… he … oh God, I don’t
know why, but he’s been targeting me for over a month! Oh, Jesus…
the things he’s done.”
Johnny
didn’t like that answer, “You haven’t told anyone about-”
“YOU
CAN’T!” He nearly screamed in dread. He quickly caught himself as
he calmed down a degree. Shaking his head, he went on, “You
LITERALLY can’t. I called the cops… he fucking controls them!
Like puppets or I don’t know, some fucking toy thing!”
Johnny
looked confused, “What?”
“Look,”
Kyle went on, “I don’t know if you saw it, but that pillow, on
the floor...the one covered in-”
Johnny
gave a disgusted look before cutting him off, “Cumstains?”
“And
other things,” Kyle said. “That was one of my best friends. She’s
now a FUCKING pillow… he heard her voice. She was screaming my
name, Kyle, to help her… you don’t get it.” Kyle said sounding
discouraged. “I’d say Ashely is a fucking God, but he’s way
more fucked up and twisted than that. He’s fucking demon or the
devil or… worse!” Kyle was breathing heavily before he took a few
deep breaths, “I… sorry I got class,” Kyle said walking away
from Johnny, “Just trust me, don’t mention this to anyone. Or,”
Kyle just shrugged as if he didn’t care, “Say something and find
out. I don’t care. I’m just saying, that this might sound bad but
trust me, it can always be WORSE…”
Johnny
stood there as Kyle walked off. The way he said that last part sent a
chill down his spine. As bad as it sounded, how could it be worse?
However, he didn’t want to fight someone who could shrink and
transport him wherever. If what Kyle said was true, then Ashely had
been doing things like this for a long time and hadn’t been caught.
It sounded like he and Kyle were stuck playing this freak’s game.
Johhny
struggled to rip the condom apart. His hands were digging and tearing
at the rubber wall as he inhaled another scent of funky femboy smell.
The air was filled with the horrible smell of this cocky kid's cock
as it stole most of the space around him. Johnny swore Kyle had more
space last night as he couldn’t even roll or tuck himself out of
the way, without that Johnson touching him. The dick dangled just at
the forehead height and boxed Johnny in a small five-by-five
cylinder-like room.
Looking
out past the walls of rubber, he saw Kyle looking around. He wasn’t
paying much attention to Johnny, if anything he was more worried
about Ashely rolling over and crushing him. Something that Johnny
kind of hoped would happen so this fucking game would be over.
Instead, Johnny was forced to endure the night with Ashely’s penis
plastered before him like a chandler hanging over his head. Just
occupying and taking up all the space above him. Johnny coughed a few
times before regretting getting that moist and musky smell into his
throat. It was intoxicating making him feel hazy and dizzy. It could
be the lack of air or some trick that the fucking freak was pulling
on him. His heart was beating fast and his lungs were pulling and
puffing out unfiltered scents swarming around him. It was so hot in
here…
Johnny
slumped against the rubber bag keeping him stuck inside. He felt like
a microwave dinner being heated up as his head spun around. He wasn’t
gonna make it. It was too much for him. He couldn’t breathe, he was
gonna suffocate under this femboy’s stench.
Just
before Johnny was gonna pass out, Ashely’s alarm went off and he
started to get up. The dangling position Johnny was in as Ashely
stood up shook the stinky spunky smell out of his head. He was more
clear now that he was rattled around. Ashely slowly pulled the little
cock balloon that he was in off, and the rush of fresh air released
any muddled thoughts out of his head. He was thinking clearer as he
could slowly see the outside world.
“GOOD
JOB!” Ashely congratulated him. Johnny didn’t enjoy anything he
said as he soon tumbled out from the condom. “I can tell,” Ashely
went on beaming to the two of them, “We're gonna have A LOT of fun
together. Anyway, I got shit to do, and I'm bored with you, so…
BYEBYE!”
Before
Johnny could comment he was thrown back into the bathroom where he
was brushing his teeth before being jerked out of it into Ashely’s
fucking room. Johnny shook his head as rage built up in him at how he
was being treated. It was bad enough he was being subjected to this
torment but to be tossed aside after that freak had his fun? Johnny
glared at the bathroom mirror as he growled, “Fucking asshole, I’ll
kill him. Somehow, someday, I’ll kill that fucking mother fucker.”
To
say that Kyle was getting used to this, was an understatement as
there was only so much one could get used to being stuffed in a
condom with a cock. It was less of getting used to it and more like
there was no choice. What was Kyle going to do, say no when Ashely
wanted him inside the rubber sleeve? It wasn’t like he could just
cross his arms and say “No.” Well… he could, but that would
probably turn out worse than he could ever imagine.
Still,
it didn’t help that Kyle just wanted to go back to his place and
wash the femboy funk out of his hair and skin. All the places where
he touched Ashely’s dick by accident or on purpose left a reeking
stench of Ashely’s funk that never seemed to leave his cramped
space. Kyle didn’t know if he would ever get used to the smell, or
if he should. He was sure that fishy musky smell would never leave
his sense of smell. The extremely salty air that he had spent hours
breathing, would make a trip to the beach an utter nightmare for him,
and god forbid if he ever wanted to try any kind of seafood again.
Kyle
really loved sushi too…
Thankfully
their torment was almost over as the end of the month was coming to
an end, and this fucking stupid “No Nut November” in the middle
of the fucking year, would be over. Oddly enough, Kyle would have
sworn Ashely would have had a fucking wet dream by now. His balls
looked bigger than ever, or maybe they were the same size. It was
hard for Kyle to tell when he really didn’t want to be looking at
giant Ashely testicles. Kyle was already seeing more manhood than he
ever wanted in his life. He wouldn’t ever be able to watch porn
again with a male in it…
Finally,
the morning was here and the sound of Ashely’s phone going off
signaled the end of Kyle’s torment. The drizzling ooze above him
leaked down, dousing him and his clothes in more goo, which was
always a frightful experience when you were just waiting for the
dripping faucet to open full blast with enough liquid to smother you
in. Kyle closed his eyes, as this always seemed like the worst part,
never knowing if Ashely would say fuck it and jerk one off anyway or
stay true to his fucking stupid bet…
It
seemed like today was another day that Ashely kept his word, and
slowly yanked the cock sock off his dick and flopped Kyle down on his
bed.
“Ahhh,
another well-rested night,” Ashely said happily. “I don’t know
what everyone complains about this challenge, but it is soooo easy. I
swear it’s like no one has any self-control nowadays,” Ashely
laughed as he stood up from his bed. Ashely’s giant face looked
down at Kyle and Johnny. Kyle still recovering from his night of
torture, and Johnny seemed less thrilled that it was his turn
tonight. “I can’t believe it’s almost been a month! It seems
like you both might make it through this with me,” Ashely said
cheerfully, but he held up a finger, “But, don’t get too …”
Ashely smirked, “Cocky…” The childish snickering he did only
made Kyle more upset at the horrible pun, “There’s still a few
nights left. You never know when Mount Ashely will blow its top… it
could be in a few days, or tomorrow,” Ashely girned and looked at
Johnny and gave him a wink, “Or tonight…”
Kyle
looked at the horrified gaze on Johnny’s face just as Ashely
laughed, “Anyways, time to go. See you two tonight.”
With
that Kyle was thrown back into his room. Kyle sighed as he leaned up
against his door as he tried not to breathe through his nose and got
a strong whiff of Ashely that still clung to him. Kyle was glad he
got used to Ashely’s schedule. The first week was the worst, as
Kyle would be on campus or somewhere randomly being snatched out of
nowhere. Thankfully it always seemed that no one was around. But
coming back… that was an issue. And nothing worse than smelling
like a guy’s junk and spunk. That one night Kyle went to study was
a big mistake… having to race across campus, getting weird looks
from how he looked and the smell was the worst.
Kyle
decided he would take a shower and get some sleep before his evening
classes started. This was the only upside was he could finally get
some sleep from the alnighter before class. Something he heard Johnny
didn’t get.
“Just
a little longer,” Kyle told himself as he headed to clean up.
“It’s
almost over, isn’t it,” Johnny asked Kyle as they waited for
Ashely to show up in his room. He always did this, toss them on his
bed and make them wait a few minutes. Either he was doing something
or forgot they why they were here, but Kyle knew Ashely enough to
know it was all part of his sick game. He liked teasing and poking
his victims and making the tormenties wait for their tormentor to
show up was part of the fun.
“Yeah,
so far,” Kyle commented not sounding so thrilled.
“Just
a couple of more nights, and then we're free,” Johnny said again
only this time it was to get himself motivated.
Kyle
didn’t say anything as he knew Ashely better than this. Knowing
him, he would wait till the last night to bust his load. That being…
Kyle’s night. He mapped it out several times and at the rate they
were going, Kyle was looking at drowning in some Ashely spunk in a
few nights… or maybe even sooner.
Kyle
didn’t respond as he did his best not to pray for Johnny’s doom
tonight. As horrible as it would be to watch that happen, it was
better for him than himself. Kyle tried not to think about that
horrible thought. He shouldn’t be thinking like that, he should be
looking at the positive of his possible escape, they were both still
alive, and at the end of the month, Kyle and Johnny would be set
free.
Right?
Kyle
slowly frowned as he thought that over.
When
had Ashely ever let anyone go? Kyle was still trapped in his fucking
games of fuckery, and Heather she was still…
Kyle
took a guilty glance at Heather who had a pair of socks and possibly
dirty underwear lying on top of her cartoonish face. Kyle felt
horrible at the sight of what had become of her. Kyle looked away as
he went back to his inner thinking. If someone as twisted as Ashely
could do these things, was there really a win-win for Johnny and
Kyle? Who's to say this doesn’t go on longer than just this damn
month? What if Ashely kept them TILL he had a wet dream? No no…
there was no telling what was going on in that twisted brain of that
fucking femboy. Kyle couldn’t just sit around and wait for things
to turn against him or chance that he would be fine. Kyle would need
to do something about this situation.
Just
as if Ashely could read Kyle’s mind his door swung open as he
walked inside. He was busy eating what looked to be the last of some
ice cream in a bowl.
“There’s
my boys!” Ashely called out, scraping up the last of his food and
smirking. “Nothing like a nice bowl of ice cream before bed…
mmmm,” Ashely cooed as he set the empty bowl down before trotting
over to his bed with Kyle and Johnny trapped on it. Ashely looked at
the two before doing the usual, pulling out the condom they’d be
using tonight. “My my, it’s almost been a month! And look at the
two of you, my little fighters,” Ashely said delightedly. “You
both have been doing so well. I’m so happy to see you two last so
long. However,” Ashely warned smirking, “Don’t get too cozy…
The month isn’t over yet, and boy do I have to say…” Ashely
smiled as he looked up at the bedroom ceiling, “I saw the most
amazing girl in class…. Ooooh my!” Ashely giggled, “She looked
so cute I just can’t help but…” Kyle and Johnny watched Ashely
shift and twist his hips around in the air as he did a few hip
thrusts and pumps as he seemed to imagine his time with this girl in
a sexual way. “I’ll just say,” Ashely said as he stood before
the two, “She’s amazing, and I would love to PLAY around with
her. Anyway,” Ashely spoke cutting back to right now. “Let’s
get back to tonight, with you two, it’s almost time for another No
Nut November game. I hope you,” Ashely spoke looking at Johnny,
“Are ready. Cause I am! I’ll need that sleep and… well, would
like some release tonight if you know what I'm saying,” Ashely said
winking at Kyle and Johnny. “Anyway, good luck…”
Kyle
watched as Ashely stood there before them before yanking his
underwear and shorts down. Ashely’s giant ass dick dangled before
them with its limp and loose-looking cock swishing with each movement
that Ashely made. Kyle looked away as Johnny was the one up for the
nightly challenge. It didn't take long before the plastic package was
discarded and Ashely held the rubbery ring before Johnny. Kyle turned
around and watched Johnny walk and jump into the little baggage that
would hold him trapped. The condom dangled off the bed for a few
moments, but Kyle had been through this long enough to know Ashely
was just letting Johnny get situated. Sure enough, Kyle watched as
Johnny was carried up from the bedding, and toward the pronounced
penis propped upward. It was stern and firm as it was sticking up at
attention as if Ashely was gonna get some action tonight.
Yet,
like most nights, Ashely was by himself. Just him and the two of
them, Johnny and Kyle all alone with the giant beast of a person.
However, just because they were alone didn’t mean Ashely wasn’t
sporting a strong stiffy as he slowly pulled the condom toward his
giant cock. Kyle wanted to look away but he couldn’t as he watched
the very disgusted Johnny being slowly tugged and pulled toward the
tip of Ashely’s penis. His dick was the single thing in the bedroom
that Johnny and Kyle were forced and allowed to observe in full
detail. It was like Ashely wanted the attention or something as he
commanded all their attention toward himself.
Kyle
could see Johnny finally getting snugged and comfy with the massive
roommate in his small space. It wasn’t like there was anything new
to this, as Ashely hefted the rubber condom onto his junk and stood
there before his bed. Ashely smiled down at Kyle as he wished him a
good night… and that was it.
Ashely
flopped onto his bed and slammed into the mattress, the giant
shockwave of fabric shaking sent Kyle up in the air for a brief
moment before landing. Something that wasn’t new as it happened
every other night he wasn’t tucked under Ashelyh’s balls. Kyle
slowly recovered from the shock wave and watched the giant male
snuggle into a pillow and spread his legs out, with his cock and
balls showing between the massive walls of his thighs. Kyle grimaced
at the sight but slowly walked up toward Johnny and the condom he was
stuck in. The giant male was slumbering already, with soft snores and
snoozes being heard through each breath, leaving Kyle and Johnny the
only ones awake in the room. If there was anything that Kyle
learned, Ashely was a quick sleeper.
As
Kyle approached Johnny he looked past the rubber walls and spotted
him, “What are you doing?” Johnny asked at the sudden approach.
The sound of hope was in his voice. It was like he thought that Kyle
was here to help him escape from the condom he was stuck in. Kyle
examined Johnny as he watched him approach the prison he was stuck
in. The look of shock and delight to see Kyle coming to his rescue
was evident…
But
that wasn’t why Kyle was here. Kyle had other plans, ones that
weren’t as hopeful as Johnny wanted.
Kyle
slowly approached Johnny and Ashely’s body. He did his best not to
react to Johnny’s pleas and praise for his help. Instead, he went
toward the only part of Ashelyh’s body he wanted to. Kyle
approached Ashely’s testicles. Heading toward the giant orbs that
were Ashely’s beach balls, Kyle reached out his hands toward the
wrinkled skin and large skin-coated spheres.
“What
are you doing,” Johnny asked sounding shocked and confused as he
watched Kyle slowly reach out toward Ashely’s nuts. “HEY! HEY
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”
Kyle
ignored the intensive shouting from Johnny as Kyle pushed his hands
into the warm mass of flesh before him. Feeling his hands mold into
the soft but firm skin, Kyle wasted no time as he started to push and
kneed the giant balls before him. Kyle touched, rubbed, pinched, and
jerked his hands around the large wall of fleshy skin. He was doing
everything he could to help stimulate the massive meat melons into a
quick simulated release. Kyle was trying to get Ashely to bust his
nut now…
“HEY
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING,” Johnny screamed through the rubbery
wall slamming his fist onto the bouncy fabric only to have no sound
come out from the force. He could clearly see Kyle sabotaging him,
and Johnny knew this wasn't gonna be good. The tiny Kyle pushed and
pressed into the smooth hairless skin that was Ashely’s balls,
which were starting to cause an effect as things started to twitch
and spasm. “NO NO NO,” Johnny screamed as he ran around trying to
think of what to do. He couldn’t think of what exactly could stop
what was coming as he punch and kicked the flabby fleshy cock that
blocked him.
Johnny
watched as each hit and strike he did only seemed to make the dick
grow in size as it only stimulated it rather than deter it from the
upcoming event. Johnny felt horrified as he heard the sound of
Ashely’s mighty meat making its noises as it got stiffer and
bigger. The condom slowly shrunk in size as it engulfed the tiny
person tucked inside of the tiny little package.
Kyle
was busy trying not to think of anything, like the fact that he was
touching some guy's nut sack and rubbing him into climaxing. The idea
was disgusting, but the idea of drowning in male seed was enough to
spur him into acting. So, here Kyle was pushing and pulling
ballistic-sized balls around. Tickling and massaging these nuts that
were bigger than trucks, rolling them around like they were furniture
in a house being shoved and moved around to make the room look good.
Kyle cringed as he felt the pulsating and living skin and testicular
orbs shudder in his palms. It didn’t help that the objects he was
caressing and pleasing were living. It only made things worse for him
as he tried not to think about what he was doing. From both a moral
and sane point of view.
Johnny
on the other hand was screaming and yelling for Kyle to stop.
However, it went either unheard or disregarded as Kyle tended to the
nutsack before Johnny. He could see the tiny man doing everything he
could to touch and manipulate them to his desire. With each
stimulating touch that Kyle made, the large log of meat tucked away
with Johnny reacted with every touch. The small space Johnny was
trapped in was starting to get smaller as Ashely’s cock grew in
size and excitement. The twitching twink’s twig was trembling from
all the stimulation it was receiving from far below. Johnny could do
nothing but watch in horror as Kyle did everything he could to make
Ashely bust a nut right then and now.
The
horrible feeling of watching his fellow tiny betray him struck a
nerve in Johnny, but the thing that struck him harder was the harsh
smell of musk and male scent flooding the chamber he was in. It was
like someone opened a value as the scent flowed inside drowning him
in the horniness that was fumigating him. Johnny was coughing and
gagging on the smelly scent sinking into his sinuses when he heard
the horrifying sounds of his doom approaching. It was soft at first,
the flicking and flailing of Ashely’s cock jerking and shaking.
Johnny could only turn toward the giant hydrant of flesh, as it
didn’t take long before the first mighty gloop of goo to shot out
and covered him and everything in a nice white layer of cum. Semen
spewed out of Ashely’s cock and coated the rubber walls in a
glistening layer of spunk. Soon another wave of gunk sprayed out and
slammed into Johnny before it was trapped and left there at Johnny’s
knees. Splurt after Splurt sprung out and splashed and lapped at
everything it could as the condom soon started to fill in a starting
speed. The rubber walls felt the surge and mass of man milk making
its way into the small confines, only to find that there was nowhere
to go. The constant stream of semen surged and swelled around Johnny
before it pushed and engorged the small chamber before it. The condom
started to grow as it couldn’t stay the same shape with such force
and liquid as it expanded and stretched before pushing Johnny toward
the side of the small expanding cage he was in.
Kyle
watched with horror and guilt as the small visible wall that held
Johnny back from the outside world started to get blurry from the
thick creamy-colored syrup that flash-flooded the area. Johnny
vanished in the first wave and after the sixth or seventh splatter,
it was impossible to tell where he was. The over-engorged orb at the
tip of Ashely’s cock was swollen with creamy cum, coating
everything inside the rubber balloon surrounding his dick. Kyle
turned away grimacing at the horrible fate that-
A
sudden sound surged and a gasping noise was heard behind Kyle forcing
him to turn around and see Johnny frantically treading semen in the
small little rubber ball of cum. Kyle gasped and looked shocked at
the sight of Johnny alive, but not thrilled as he floated around in
the semen-filled ball of rubber.
Kyle
looked in horror as Johnny was still alive after such a flooding of
Ashely’s fluids. Kyle was almost certain that should have ended
anyone, but Johnny was still fucking alive! It was unimaginable as
Ashely’s month-long nut didn’t do the job to finish off Johnny.
Instead, Johnny was still barely alive and kicking, and boy was he
kicking in that thick mess.
“WHAT
THE FUCK,” Johnny screamed at Kyle as he tried to grasp the rubbery
wall but couldn’t. “What the fuck was that?! Kyle, you piece of
shit!” Johnny cursed as he struggled to stay afloat in the mass of
cum bubbling around him. His frantic kicks and threshing to stay
above the water line helped churn the cream around him into a thicker
mess.
Kyle
listened to Johnny panting and sputtering curse words and other nasty
remarks at him. Something that Kyle ignored as he listened to Ashely
continue to sleep, the only noise the giant made was a mummer and
moan as he shifted a little in his sleep but nothing more. Ashely was
still asleep, unaware of what happened. This meant that he wasn't
gonna change the condom or stop the game… so they were still
playing, right? Kyle shook his head to try and stand firm on his
decision. He had to see this through, especially right now. There
wouldn’t be another chance for Kyle once Johnny got out. If he
didn’t kill him in real life, it would be Kyle’s turn in the
condom, and Kyle knew it would be him treading in that death cage of
cum tomorrow night.
As
much as he hated it, if Kyle had to pick between which one of them
drowned in Ashely’s man juices, he would have to pick Johnny.
Ignoring
Johnny’s words Kyle headed back to finish the job. He was sure that
Ashely still had something left in the tank. Gritting at the
disgusting fact he had to touch these giant testicles again, Kyle
went back to kneading and rubbing the big balls before him.
Johnny
was able to see through the murky liquid staining his eyes and the
rubbery walls before him as he watched Kyle walk off back behind
those boulders Ashely called balls. The sight of him walking over to
them made Johnny cut off his insults, “Wiat… no stop, dude we can
talk about this! Please stop!” Johnny shouted as he watched the
fleshy skin ripple and shake as if something was stimulating it.
Johny went to cry out when a shuddering sensation sent a wave of cum
toward his mouth. The sickening silky smooth sperm washed into his
mouth, forcing him to gulp it down before gagging and coughing out
Kyle’s name. Kyle either wasn’t listening or didn’t care as the
jerking and moving sensation before Johnny was increasing.
“JESUS,
JUST STOP ALREADY AND LETS TALK,” Johnny screamed.
Kyle
didn’t stop, as he was already freaking out at the fact that he
took his shot to kill Johnny and now he was just limping toward the
finish line. He had to make sure the deed was truly done, otherwise,
Kyle would be the one under the gun later… or a giant dick to be
more accurate. Kyle took a deep breath and smelled the scent of
washed balls and male hormones floating around, something that Kyle
had gotten to know all too well the past month. The sickening smell
helped invigorate him as he went back to squishing and swirling those
hefty balls that were the size of bean bags before him. The amount of
strength to jostle and jingle Ashely’s dangling bells wasn’t as
easy as Kyle thought. It was a tiring workout, as Kyle found out
after trying to jostle out another jizz session for thirty minutes,
and he was out of breath. Taking a step back, Kyle gasped and coughed
as he wiped the sweat from his brow and looked at the alarm clock on
Ashely’s nightstand. It was just past midnight, which meant Kyle
had about six or seven hours to get Ashely to climax again. Johnny’s
comments were mute in Kyle’s ears as he knew what he had to do. He
tuned him out long ago and stopped listening to his cursing or
pleading. It was now Kyle or Johnny, and Kyle wasn’t ready to lose
in one of Ashely’s fucking fucked up games. Instead, Kyle took a
much-needed break before heading back.
Going
back to work, Kyle switched things up as he tried to do something to
stimulate the fucking giant boy before him. He started to push harder
and soon began punching the fun bags before him. Each strike did a
little something, the sound of Ashely’s breathing changed to a more
excited and turned on pace, but Kyle found that he was still half
excited with his package limp but slightly stiff. Kyle forcefully
kicked and threw his body into the pile of skin, getting more fierce
with his attacks on Ashely’s balls. He gave up worrying about
hurting the feminine boy as he realized after an hour or two that he
could have rammed a truck into these big ass balls, and Ashely would
still be sleeping.
“Fuck,”
Kyle panted as he was running out of steam for the tenth time
tonight.
Kyle
sat back trying to get his breath back as Johnny went from pleading
to mocking. At first, he was worried about drowning from the next
wave of cum, but seeing as Kyle was struggling to get Ashely off, and
that it’s been a few hours… well Johnny was cockier than before.
There was no way Kyle could get Ashely to pop again.
“Just
you wait you little shit,” Johnny sputtered as he was still trying
to keep afloat in the cum filled chamber he was stuck in. “When I
get out, I’m gonna kill-” A splurt and slow dunk of his head cut
him off before he resurfaced, “Kill you…”
The
threat was starting to build up on Kyle as he realized that if he
didn’t finish this soon, then he would truly be dead by or through
Johnny’s hands.
Kyle
shook his head as he tried not to get psyched out by Johnny’s
words. He still had several hours before Ashely needed to get up for
class. Kyle had till seven before Ashely’s morning routine started.
That gave him…
Kyle
glanced over to the clock and saw it was three AM right now.
Four
hours.
That
should be plenty of time. Kyle nodded as he slowly got up. He had
plenty of time to tickle Ashely’s balls into splurting another
batch of baby juices. He just needed one more load, and this fucked
up game would be over. Kyle stood up and glared at Johnny as he
headed back to work. On the bright side, the sooner he got this done,
the more quiet it would get without having to listen to Johnny’s
mocking words and insults. Yeah, that was one thing Kyle was looking
forward to soon…
Kyle
was dripping in sweat and swinging as hard as he could as he struck
Ashely’s testicles again only to watch them twitch and spasm but
relax back to normal.
“COME
ON!” Kyle screamed as he threw another vicious strike only to get
the same results. He just wasn’t hitting hard enough or Ashely was
truly on empty. Kyle was down to the last hour as he had very little
time before the alarm went off and Ashely woke up. Then Kyle would be
fucked. He would be forced to hide from Johnny during the day, but at
night, it would be Kyle’s turn in the cum chamber…
Kyle
screamed again as he swung his fist and arms around only to watch it
be as ineffective as everything else. “Why… why the fuck won't
you CUM!” Kyle shouted as he flopped backward exhausted. He
couldn’t keep it up.
He
lost.
Kyle
was sooo doomed. There was no way he could get Ashely to release
another batch of fuck juice before he woke up. Kyle was thinking up
other plans. Maybe if he tried to run away? Yeah, he could jump off
Ashely’s bed and try to escape…
Something
deep down in his gut told Kyle that was the wrong move. “Fuck,”
Kyle sobbed as he slowly looked up to the heavens for help.
There
between the massive mountains of Ashely’s ass, Kyle saw something.
A twitching portal… Ashely’s anus winked and blinked before Kyle.
It was twitching like an itch or tickling sensation was touching it.
Kyle was gonna ignore it when something slowly crossed his mind. If
he couldn’t make Ashely cum from the outside… then maybe he had
to go on the inside.
The
thought of that made him gag in disgust…
But
soon the sight of the clock on Ashely’s nightstand saying half past
six, shifted Kyle’s point of view from seeing it as disgusting
toward more like his only choice. Kyle would have to look for the
pressure sensor inside Ashly’es ass. He needed to find that
prostate gland and stimulate it till release.
“Please
no…” Kyle pleaded as he looked back at the twitching and dancing
balls before him. As much effort he put into them, they still refused
to release their precious supply of sperm. Johnny was still alive and
Kyle was running out of time. This was his only hope.
“FUCK,”
Kyle grunted as he stood up and started to hurry toward the cavernous
depths of Ashely back side. He had to look for that inner switch and
hope he could flip it. This was his only hope for survival. Kyle
grimaced at the thought of going through Ashely’s back door to do
this, but this was the only thing that seemed reasonable and possible
for him. If several hours of stimulation to the testicles couldn’t
get him to blow his load, then a direct tickle or jab into his
pleasure button might do the trick. If not, well Kyle was ready for
his doom after slipping into a fucking freaky guy’s ass willingly…
Kyle
quickly sat and stood up as he knew time was a factor, he quickly
made his way toward the nearest climbable piece of skin before him.
Seeing part of Ashely’s leg, he grappled it and climbed the fleshy
wall upward and toward the overturned backside of the giant. Kyle was
dashing across the thigh of Ashely heading toward the tunnel of
terror, that asshole that belonged to, well that Asshole. Kyle hated
he was about to do this, but again, this was the only way he could
escape this horrible game of doom. Kyle pulled his body up onto
Ashely’s butt and hurried toward the large canyon before him. The
distance wasn’t long, but it wasn’t easy as Kyle nearly fell off
a few times. His running seemed to be just strong enough to make
Ashely’s body twitch and move in his sleep. A thing that Kyle
forgot about till now.
Luckily
it didn’t take very long before Kyle was looking down between the
large crack before him. The massive opening was just peeking out and
open, showing off Ashely’s depths before Kyle in the dimly lighted
room. Kyle gulped as this was the last time to turn back, however,
all the screams and panicked cries from Johnny far below reminded
Kyle of what he would be in store for tonight if he didn’t do this.
Strengthening his resolve, Kyle took the plunge and slid down the
smooth-skinned backside of Ashely. Kyle was shocked at how smooth and
slippery Ashely’s ass was as there wasn’t a single ass hair in
the way. The trip was so fast that Kyle didn’t have time to slow
down as he smashed into the ground below and was greeted by Ashely’s
beckoning backdoor. His face was already pushed up against it as he
struggled to pull himself up from the smooth surface. The warm
pulsating pucker was moving in time to the breaths of Ashely as Kyle
pushed himself up from that pooper. The mighty portal was larger than
Kyle was expecting, as he quickly started to reach out and touch
around to find the entrance to the opening. It was difficult in the
dark but finally, Kyle touched that little groove that felt like the
middle of Ashely’s anus.
Kyle
pushed his hands toward the crease that marked the entrance but found
the resistance was much too strong. Kyle gave a good shove and tried
to force it open, but the backdoor seemed to be locked shut.
“FUCKING
COME ON,” Kyle shouted as he slammed his hands down and tried to
ram himself through the cursed entrance. He had gone so far and done
so much, yet his will wasn’t strong enough for him to finish this!
Kyle
grunted one last time as he used his shoulder again and slammed his
body into the wrinkled skin. Just as Kyle went to slam his full body
weight into Ashely’s ass, it suddenly opened or loosened enough
that Kyle slipped through like a wet fart. Kyle was slurped up, like
a child gulping down a sugary treat. One moment Kyle was outside of
Ashely’s insides, the next he fell downward and landed on a very
hot and warm surface, one that had a thin layer of goo on it.
“YES,”
Kyle shouted in joy and excitement…
Then
it hit him where exactly he was and he gagged as the smell really HIT
him. Kyle gagged a little at the inner colon of Ashely’s body. It
wasn’t as bad as he thought, Kyle knew the smell of farts and shit,
and weirdly enough Ashely’s anus didn’t smell that strongly of
it… now it wasn’t like he was sniffing roses or anything, but
Kyle was sure his butt didn’t smell anywhere as nice or clean as
this.
Kyle
gagged again at that thought. Did he really just give Ashely’s ass
a fucking compliment?!
Suddenly
there was some rumbling as things shifted, and it sounded like Ashely
was moving. It was sudden, but everything that was up, became down,
and the left was right. Ashely must have rolled over on his back, but
this only told Kyle that he needed to hurry. It wouldn’t be long
before Ashely woke up, and then Kyle would really be fucked. Hell, he
wouldn’t be surprised if Ashely just left him inside, lost in his
lower bowels for fucking fun…
Climbing
and running the best he could, Kyle made his way through Ashely’s
inner workings. He rubbed his hands here and there looking for this
inner switch he needed to flip. He had no idea how far he had to go,
or where it was, he just knew that the prostate was somewhere around
here. It wasn’t till now that Kyle knew how flawed his plan was. He
wasn’t an anatomy major, he didn’t know anything past high school
biology!
Kyle
tried to not think of all the negative thoughts that came to him as
he shifted and shuffled around the sweltering chamber. It was bad
enough that it smelled kind of sweet and salty but also that it was
like a hot sunny summer heat wave. The sweat was already beading down
Kyle’s face and back as he was panting from exhaustion, and it
hadn’t even been a minute… or had it? Time was so hard to tell
inside here.
It
was disastrous for Kyle as he rubbed his hands over the walls around
him, feeling every slimy detail and groove of Ashely’s anus. He
couldn’t tell what was what, but he kept climbing and crawling
around as he looked for… what the fuck was he looking for? It
wasn’t like he would find a fucking button or-
Kyle
felt a mighty thump.
It
wasn’t like the others around him, ones that throbbed with Ashely’s
sleeping heart, this one was LOUD. It was like standing next to a
speaker or the drum set at a concert. The thumping bounced Kyle’s
hand off the smooth wall he touched. It even had its only special
beat that was in time with Ashely’s inner pulse but also quicker,
more aroused.
“Jackpot,”
Kyle gasped as he wiped more sweat from his face. He felt the unique
flow of blood through the thin or thick wall of intestinal skin. Kyle
didn’t know how narrow this spacing was, but he had no other choice
but to go at it. Taking his time to regain some strength, Kyle got
ready for the hardest thing he had ever done. Kyle was gonna get a
guy off by touching his prostate until he came...
Trying
not to think of who he was pleasing, Kyle slammed his tiny body into
the wall, making sure to hit that spot just right. There was a sudden
jerking and twitching behind the flesh, but that was all. Kyle
figured that was just the start of a very long and hard journey, as
he threw himself into it again and again. Like a football player
trying to knock down a dummy, Kyle bounced, bumped, and slammed into
this wall of flesh. Each impact made a difference as he could feel
the change in heart rate and the pulsating prostate. Kyle threw his
arms up and beat against the wall as he tried to run through the
layer of flesh.
Kyle
knew time was running out, he only had an hour before even attempting
this, and he lost track of how long he had been in this hellish zone.
He just knew he was running out of steam and sweat as he was getting
dizzy and tired.
“Come
on,” Kyle shouted as he kicked and threshed against Ashely’s
supposedly prostate. “FUCKING COME ON,” Kyle screamed as he used
all his strength left to ram into that beating wall of flesh and
blood.
Just
as Kyle hit it, he felt everything around him jostle and jerk around.
Kyle shouted and screamed as he could feel the chamber around him
pinching down on him and the large heart rate speeding up. Kyle was
collapsed into a fold of flesh as he was pinned to the prostate wall.
He could feel the thumping increasing to a surge and suddenly a
massive blast of pressure, sound, or force rubbed over Kyle as it
flew through Ashely’s body. Kyle sighed as he knew that he did it,
he saved his own life… at the cost of Johnny’s.
Johnn
lost track of where Kyle went. He watched that piece of shit try and
kill him by rubbing Ashely’s balls for the past couple of hours.
Now he either gave up and ran away or was looking for another
solution. Whatever it was, Johnny saw the alarm clock through the
murky rubber condom walls, it was almost time for Ashely to wake up.
Fifteen more minutes and his alarm-
The
sudden stirring of Ashely’s dick startled Johnny as he watched the
massive monster twitch and jerk around as it came to life. Like a
fish out of water, it spasmed and squirmed. Johnny didn’t think
much of it, till it got harder and thicker. Ashely’s cock was
growing and getting firmer, the signs of stimulation and possible
ejaculation were evident as it swelled with an intense desire.
“What…
no no,” Johnny muttered swimming through the chilled and slightly
freezing syrup around his body. The cum was already getting thick
making it harder to float around, but Johnny could still do it. It
wasn’t till he got to the head of Ashely’s cock that he could
feel the new sensation of excitement from the sleeping giant. Johnny
pulled back as he watched the dick grow, with each pulse of blood
making the object swell. Like an anaconda smelling food, Ashely’s
penis started to move on its own. It grew larger and thicker as
it came to life and proceeded to do what it was designed to do,
climax.
Johnny
struggled to get out of the way, he even tried to punch and fight the
object to reduce the swelling, but, that only seemed to intensify the
activity. Every stroke of his fist only increased the swelling and
made Johnny hate himself for helping this giant femboy get off
faster. Seeing as fighting it didn’t help, he could only try and
escape. Why he never attempted to do this Johnny didn’t know, but
he swam toward the nearest wall and started to attack it. He tore and
ripped and bit at the condom wall, trying his best to tear it apart
so he could escape. Sadly to his horror, he found that it was really
well made, or maybe it was some fucking magic, he didn’t know. All
he knew was that his hands and mouth were already tired after trying
to break out.
It
wasn’t looking good for Johnny as he turned around in his swimming
pool of cum to watch Ashely’s cock shaking and quivering. It was
clear that Ashely was gonna cum. Johnny just closed his eyes and took
in a deep smell of the semen-filled air, letting that hot spunk soil
his lungs one last time before he was doomed. Like taking a deep drag
of a spliff, Johnny gulped down the tainted air and held it in his
lungs.
Before
he could puff out the gulp of old stale semen-smelling air, Johnny
was blasted with another wave of baby batter. A tidal wave of white
gunky goo glossed over him and rushed the crowded chamber. He was
thrown under a wave of cum as more flew out and cover him with even
more. The spasming cock pushed out dozens if not hundreds of gallons
of gunk all over Johnny and into the stuffy condom. Johnny was pushed
and pulled under a wave of cum, making him fight for some air. He
tried to pull himself up to the top but found the condom around him
holding him in place. The blasted ball of rubber was designed to hold
in a load of dick juice, and even then just a little. With Ashely
holding out for a whole month, his load was larger than normal, and
after another nut like this who's to say how many litters of cum he
was gonna spill out…
Johnny was finding out that there was
only so much space for him, air, and semen. And the semen was still
coming. Johnny struggled to find an air pocket, but couldn’t get
around Ashely’s cock that blocked and tucked him into the small
little pit collecting all the cum expelled. Johnny was soon dragged
under the cum, with nowhere to go. He was stuck there as the giant
cock spasmed yet again spewing more sperm into the already overloaded
chamber. Johnny watched as the condom grew, but the space for air
didn’t. With each violent volume of cum crashed into Johnny and the
rest of the fluid, the air was pushed and pulled into pockets past
the dick length to either escape or be trapped unaccessible to
Johnny's mouth as it was tucked along the tight shaft. He was there
to drown in dick juices and there was nothing he could do but scream
for mercy… which he did.
The
last thing Johnny got out of his mouth was the words, “FUCK
YOUUUUU!!!” as he gurgled and gagged on the gallons of femboy gunk
that flooded his little world. His body and lungs gulped down as much
as they could, but it hardly made a dent in the dick jizz that
splurted out in the loads. Even the world's greatest competitive
eater/drinker couldn’t swallow this amount in time. Johnny was gone
before he could even think up a decent insult as he let the murky
gray and white surrounding fluid lull him into a deep unwakeable
sleep…
Kyle
could feel the trembling, shivering, and twitching of the nearest
intestinal wall quivering from Ashely’s ejaculation. The insides of
Ashely were moving and reacting to the pressure and force he pushed
into that erogenous zone. Kyle could hear just past the fleshy folds
the sound of fluids moving and passing by, almost like listening to a
water pipe carry water through a house. The surge of cum lasted a
little longer than Kyle thought, and he hoped to God that this was
enough, because if it wasn’t, Kyle was so fucked. He didn’t have
the time to prepare and set Ashely up for another nut, and if he
could would that even do the trick?
As
Kyle was wondering and worrying about his own life and Johnny’s
quick demise, he could hardly hear Ashely stirling. Kyle’s time was
up when the movement told him that Ashely was up. Suddenly there was
a flip and a turn, as Ashely spun onto his back or rolled over. The
sensation tossed Kyle into the dark depths of Ashely’s body. Kyle
lost track of where he was, he should probably try and get out now.
However, where the heck was the exit?
Kyle
couldn’t see shit, literally, he could be standing in some right
now, and he wouldn’t have known. The walls and floor around him
were still moving and he was tumbling and moving around as Ashely sat
up and moved around. Kyle screamed out in protest as he landed on a
wall before he was thrown into another and finally, he was tossed
into another surface. The weight of gravity on him told him that down
was on his back, so he was lying downward. However, his head was
still spinning from all the tossing and turning he did. He could have
been thrown deeper without knowing it. Kyle was horrified at
the idea of being trapped in Ashely’s disgusting ass. He could be
lost forever or till-
The
sound of something coming toward Kyle hit his ears. The gurgling and
groaning of a waking beast flooded the room and made Kyle flinch as
he braced himself for the most horrible outcome. The shifting of air
was felt and Kyle swore he felt his ears pop.
Suddenly
Kyle was blasted with a hot humid smelling gas as he was throwing
against the wall with such force he feared his back would break,
however, the wall behind him opened up like a gate. He was launched
out of the dark tunnel and into the bright light of the world and
landed on a soft fabric below. The sound of a quick high
pitched toot filled Kyle’s ears from the mighty sound as Ashely
just farted his body out. Kyle landed on the bedding with Ashely’s
ass still hovering over him, the gapping ring winking open and closed
for a few moments as it let the stinky air out and to wave goodbye to
Kyle before it shut close. Ashley had just farted him out of
his ass like he was nothing but some foul air…
Ashely’s
ass that was hovering above Kyle soon turned away and Ashely was
standing on the side of his bed, “There you are, I was wondering
where you went…” Ashely laughed as he stood Kyle’s weak and
tired body up.
Kyle
looked up at the cute sleepy looking face Ashely wore, but the
distilled dangling ballon sack covering his cock caught his
attention. Kyle looked at the rubber bag that looked like it was
holding a full Olympic pool worth of cum swaying and dangling just
above his mattress as he stood there limp dicking the heavy rubber to
his soft and dangling dong. Kyle wanted to look away, but
couldn’t as he quickly examined and looked around for Johnny. His
limp body wasn’t found, but he wasn’t breaking the small little
surface of cum bag for air. Sure enough, Kyle looked at the bottom of
the rounded ball of spunk and saw a faint outline of a nonmoving
object. It was humanoid enough for Kyle to confirm that it had to be
Johnny. Kyle had in fact killed Johnny with Ashely’s cum.
The
sight hit harder than he thought as a strange guilty feeling hung
over his head, but also a relief that this fucking torturous game of
death was finally over for him. Kyle was free from this game.
The
sound of Ashely slowly clapping and applauding Kyle brought his
attention up to the naked body of the giant before him, “Good job,
good job! Jeez, I was beginning to think that neither of you were
gonna catch on.”
“Wh-what?”
Kyle asked sounding confused.
Ashely
rolled his eyes as he blew a raspberry while quickly waving his hand
around to dismiss the question. The jester swung his cock a little
sloshing some of his cum around with Johnny’s limp body jiggling
too. “Oh please, it wasn’t that hard to figure out. I’m just
shocked neither of you did this sooner. Like really… I was
beginning to think I’d have to spice it up soon, I mean it was
getting pretty close to the end of the month.”
Kyle
could only shake his head and repeat his words, “What?”
Ashely
went on, “But look at you, my little fighter. Taking things into
your own hands at the last minute, seriously thought it would be the
other guy… uh…” Ashely put a finger on his chin as if thinking
before bringing his hand down and slapping the cum sack still
attached to his dick, “Forgot his name,” Ashely laughed, “Dick
bag sounds right! Anyway, thought Dick bag here,” Ashely said
giving his cock and condom a nice shake with his hips, “He totally
seemed like the guy to fuck you over. So really shocked it was you
that did the whole fucking part.”
Kyle
was trying to understand what Ashely was saying. This was the game
the whole time? Kill the other person first?
Ashely
smiled as he reached down and grabbed the condom still stuck to his
stick. He yanked it off with a wet slop sound before holding it up to
his face and giving it a good jiggle, “Damn… that’s a lot of
cum. And one dead little fucker too,” Ashely chuckled as he gave it
another shake watching the fluid and tiny person swirling and swish
around. He quickly gave it a nice tie at the end of the opening and
looked down at Kyle. “I guess you deserve a nice little prize…”
In a moment the condom vanished in thin air and Kyle looked confused
as Ashely started to crouch down. “That was a nice trick you did
there, you know, going up my ass,” Ashely smiled cruelly as he got
closer till his giant face was dominating all of Kyle’s view,
“Didn’t take you as the kind of person to go so far…”
Ashely's smile widened, “Especially when you couldn’t tickle my
nuts into a second load.”
Kyle
frowned, “Wait… you felt that? Were you-”
Ashely cut
him off with a sickening smile beamed at him, “Awake the whole
time? YUP! Well… kind of…” Ashely shrugged, “I mean, you
don’t have to sleep if you can just refresh yourself with a,”
Ashely did a snap of his finger to show his meaning, “Kind of like
a cheat code… but doesn’t really beat a good night of sleep, to
be honest,” Ashely pouted. He quickly just shrugged and grinned,
“Anyway, that was fun. I’ll have to think up some more fun games
for you and the others.”
Kyle
felt his sanity breaking as he was taking in all this news he was
getting, “Others?”
“Yup…
I mean, did you think this would be the last game we played
together?” Ashely asked with a humiliating laugh added at the end.
Kyle slowly opened his mouth to say yes, but Ashely slowly beat him
to it as he coldly spoke with a wicked tone, “Carefully what you
say next…”
Kyle
knew the implication as Ashely would have some sick twisted idea for
him. Worse than being his asshole like the last one…
“N-no…”
Kyle answered.
“GOOD!”
Ashely grinned as he slowly stood up smiling and stretching, “Ahhh,
oh, and one more thing,” Ashely said before crouching back down
giving Kyle a full view of his cold sinister smile that chilled him
to the bone. “If you ever go back up my ass again without my
permission… well,” Ashely chuckled, “Let’s just say I won't
be letting you out so easily like this time, got it?”
Kyle
slowly nodded as Ashely gave him a nice smile, “Good. I guess I’ll
see you in a little while when I'm bored and want to play again!
BYE!” Ashely said with a happy vigorous wave of goodbye, belaying
the conversation they just had.
Kyle
was gone before he could say anything, that was if he wanted to…
which he didn’t. The sickening feeling and news that there would be
more games like this were horrifying and heartbreaking. Kyle didn’t
want to be a part of these fucking things anymore. Why couldn’t he
just pick someone and let them take the abuse from Ashely? Why did
this have to be some fucking twisted survival or fucked up game!
Feeling
overwhelmed, Kyle looked around his room and flopped on his bed to
get some rest before class later in the afternoon. Flipping over, he
quickly went to hit his alarm clock to set the timer when his hand
grazed something warm and smooth. Looking at the unknown object on
his nightstand, Kyle gasped in horror as he saw the recently used
condom that Ashely had been wearing minutes ago. Inside, was the sick
twisted feature of Johnny drowning in the ambrose of Ashely’s seed,
stuck and trapped for all time. It was like some kind of fucked
up piece of art, as Kyle looked horrified at the terrified and
painfilled-looking face of Johnny frozen in time, stuck in Ashely’s
mighty bag of spunk.
This
must be the gift that Ashely mentioned not too long ago. His prize or
trophy was a condom full of cum and death. Something that made Kyle
wonder if Johnny wasn’t the lucky one who got off easy. At least
now he wouldn’t ever have to play with that fucking freak Ashely
ever again. Which to Kyle’s dread, meant that he would be
playing one of these fucked up games really soon…