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…