Note: This story is complete fiction, any similarities to real people or events is entirely coincidental. This story contains sexual encounters between family members, adult-youth situations, and youth-youth situations. Those offended by incest, multiple partners or same sex encounters should not proceed.

 

It was Saturday, I was at an old run-down mall with my Mom and sister, I drifted off into this weird looking shop near the back. It was a dark little hole in the wall, with exposed brick walls and knick-knacks lining these cheap looking shelving units. The one clerk in the store, a twenty something thin looking woman who had a bit of hispanic in her eyed me briefly as I walked in, then returned to whatever she was doing on her phone. Along one wall there was a glass case of jewelry that just oozed with a vibe of fake crap, there was a single tray of necklaces out of the case, just laying on top. Nothing looked fancy or anything, but these looked older than the ones in the case. There was one piece that made me do a double take, the chain was a cheap looking piece of crap that couldn't have cost someone more than $5, but hanging from it was this pendant—it was a deep, dark red, and had almost an arrow head shape with a single blue stone in the middle of it, at the very core of the stone was what looked like a golden sliver. I don't even remember reaching out for it, but the next thing I knew I was looking down at the pendant in my hands, staring deeply into its center.

The room went white around me, all white, like I was inside just a flat white expanse of nothingness.

"HELLLOOO" I yelled, while looking around frantically. I don't know when he got there but there was a man standing next to me. He was tall, like TALL-tall, I mean well over 7 feet. He was shirtless, and had just a few straps of some gold, patterned fabric draped across his chest and over his shoulders. He had what I could only consider a short skirt-thing around his lower body that went just past the halfway point of his thighs. His skin was a dark tan, like some mix of a darked skinned south central American and an Indian person. He had long hair pushed back, framing strong facial features and sharp raised cheekbones. Oh, and he was RIPPED, like more than I had ever seen before in my life, just muscles flowing into muscles, I couldn't even count how many abs he had going on and his arms were thicker than my head.

"FINALLY" his voice was booming, and he had a huge smile on his face as he continued "BOY, YOU'RE PERFECT."

"What's going on? Where am I? What is this place?" I was frantically looking around, this couldn't be real right? I felt a force, something just pushed me to my knees. I raised my head to look up at him, still beaming and standing a few feet away. A feeling of calm came over me. "Who are you?" I asked softly.

"Boy, I've waited millennia for someone like you. Millennia, trapped in a tiny prison, waiting for a worthy vessel such as yourself." His voice was softer now, warm and comforting. "to make an extremely long story short, I'm a GOD and you're a perfect match to be my vessel."

"Wh-wha?" was about all I could get out before he continued.

"Look, to be blunt your mortal minds never quite grasp this, basically I bless you with my gifts and in exchange your worship will return me to my former glory and splendor." His arms were out stretched in front of him, it would be very dramatic if it made any sense.

"Wait, why me? You said I was perfect match?" I blurted out

"Yes BOY, to be a vessel you must share certain traits... certain values in common with a divine being such as myself. For I am Bacchanalia, the god of desire and debauchery, of filth and glory, of lust and love. I needed someone who is into what most people lovingly consider some really weird shit."

"And that's me?" It came out as a question, but he wasn't wrong and I knew it. I was only 14 but I already knew that if I ever wanted to live a normal life I'd need to keep most of what I found exciting to myself.

"Enough of this BOY, I've been in here long enough, lets go stretch our legs a bit." In a split second he was standing in front of me, reaching a hand down to help me off the ground. I reached up and as soon as our hands connected I was back in that shitty store, looking down on that necklace in my hand.

"What the fuck was that?" Oh shit did I say that out loud? The girl at the counter must have heard.
"Hey kid, you buying something or not?" She sounded a bit pissed and tossed her thick wavy black hair over her shoulder. I headed over to the counter with the necklace.

"Uh-Hi, how much for this-" I started

"BOY, don't disappoint me. Ask the girl for what you really want. I'll take care of the rest." It was like hearing him inside me. I'm pretty sure was going crazy, but really I didn't have anything to lose. She had a confused look on her face, and seemed to be reaching under the counter when I realized I just stopped mid-sentence.

"Sorry, actually I just wanted to ask if you'd like to fuck." The words felt so smooth coming out of my mouth, I knew it was ridiculous and I had every expectation of her to just freak out at me, I mean hell, I didn't even know her name. The entirety of her eyes went dark, like the same dark red color of the pendant but only a second later they were back to normal and a big smile was plastered on her face.

"Sure kid, sounds like fun." WHAT? Was this real life? She walked over to the door flipped the sign to close and locked it before heading to a door behind the register. "C'mon, I can't keep the place locked up for long." She started pulling the black polo shirt she was wearing over her head as she walked to the back room. I pulled myself together and followed her to the back, walking through the door way I was greeted by her wiggling her tight jeans down over her small, firm ass. She hopped on the desk and started pulling off her socks using just her feet and tracing a finger over the crotch of her purple bikini panties. Damn she was hot, skin so tan she looked light brown, a tight belly that didn't have an ounce of fat on it, breasts that looked like just a handful all on a small frame. "Well? You gunna join me?"

"Find your voice, BOY." Right, that's right, this was happening and I should roll with it. Plus, I had gotten her half naked already, this was great. I kicked off my shoes and pushed my jeans to the floor. The shop girl let out a whistle when I pulled my shirt off and was masturbating through her panties on the table. I was a bit of a late bloomer, puberty hadn't blessed me with much to work with yet. I was only 4'11", with the body of an underdeveloped boy and barely any muscle definition. I was pretty pale, you could probably say I was translucent if you really wanted to stare at me for a bit. My dick was only 3.5" hard and I had just a bit of light brown hair around the base. My balls were still hairless and maybe the size of a pair of cherry tomatoes. By all accounts there was no way a girl like this should find me attractive.

"I'm Ryan, by the way, what's your name?" It only felt right to at least know the name of the girl I'd lose my virginity to. I was standing there, naked in front of this complete stranger, my boy-dick sticking straight out as I stepped up in front of her.

"Well Ryan, I'm Karen, nice to meet you." She stopped rubbing her crotch and wrapped her hand around my cock. My hips jerk forward on their own and I shuddered at her touch. I ran my hand up her the inside of my thigh, the top was wet with her juices. Karen reached back with her spare hand and popped the clasp on her bra—that was impressive, I had to figure out how girls did that. "So I'm your first, right?" Her bra was sliding down her arms by the straps, I a disappointed sigh escaped me when she let go of my dick to take it off completely. The first pair of real breasts I've ever seen were right in front of me, they were smaller looking without the bra, I reached out and one comfortably filled my hand while my other traced the panty line around her mound. Her nipples were a dark brown and maybe the size of a half dollar, her tips were stick straight out maybe a quarter of an inch.

"Is it that obvious?" I asked, while squeezing her tit, she purred and threw her head back a bit when I rolled my thumb over her nipple. Her hands went to my back and pulled me a step closer, my dick was pressed against her panty clad pussy as my arm reached around to feel the small of her back. I leaned my head in and was about to try and kiss her when she brought a finger up to my lips.

"Uh-uh-uh, I'll be your first fuck, not your first kiss kiddo. I've always wanted to pluck a cherry." She said with a giggle. Her hips raised "You want to help me out here?" I took the hint and started working her panties down her thighs, her smell hit me like a truck, so this is what it was really like. "Oh god" she growled, "I can't believe I'm a fucking pedo." She said with a hungry look in her eyes. Her inner lips flared out a bit.

"Good, BOY." I thought I heard Bacchanalia saying something in my head. Karen gasped when my little cock laid up against her slit. Precum was flowing out of my helmet, I could feel her juices coating the underside of my cock. Shit she was warm, I was breathing hard and I was shocked that I hadn't cum already. She reached down and rubbed my tip along her wet crease, settling the head against what I assumed was the right hole.

"Just push in when you're ready, little man." I swallowed ad pushed my hips forward. I groaned, feeling the silky wet embrace of her love tunnel. "Yesssssss" she hissed. I inched my way out slowly then slammed my boy-meat in, slapping my small balls on her taint. Her pussy clenched on my shaft and she brought a hand to the back of my neck. "Baby, " she groaned as I pumped again "just don't cu-" I came when I bottomed out. That was embarrassingly fast, the muscles in my legs and ass were spasming. "Oh gooood you're cumming in meeee" Karen's head listed back as her eyes rolled into her skull. Her hips were spasming off the table as her legs locked behind my waist. I must have shot 5 blasts of cum into her hot snatch.

"BOY. This is what I need. THIS is how you worship me. Not prayers, not statues. Actions. Desire. Make them need me." I was suddenly back in the white room with Bacchanalia, it still felt like my dick was buried in Karen's pussy. Bacchanalia was there, flipping a coin in the air, staring at the arc with a tremendous grin on his face. "I knew you'd be a good one BOY. You shall be a glorious vessel. Now go forth and continue to bring me honor and glory and my blessings will be yours. ENJOY MY GIFT."

"OH FUCK WHAT IS THAT?" Karen shriek and dug her fingers into my shoulder blades, keeping her legs locked around me. I could feel it too, something was different. Well two things I guess, first I wasn't deflating like I should have been after cumming, second my dick felt fucking HUGE. "Fuck Ryan, fuck me Ryan, were you always that big?" I looked to where we were connected, my dick had to be at least as thick as the card board tube from a roll of paper towels. There was so much more of me there to feel her molten center convulsing around me, coating me with a mix of my cum and her wetness. My head was brushing up against a hard spot at the back of her canal.

"Don't worry, I'm just getting started." I tried to sound cool, I don't think it really worked but it didn't matter. I was brimming with energy and hard as a rock. I started pulling back, slowly, until just my head was in her—I had to be at least 7 inches long now. Holy fuck, having a god in you was awesome. I slammed back into her, bottoming out, brushing her cervix.

Karen gasped, then moaned beneath me. I was picking up the pace. "F-fuck Ryan, YES pound me." I slammed into her. "Your cock's too good." Another slam, the table below us was soaked. "Fuck my pedo cunt!" I pushed her body forward so her head was hanging off the back of the table and climbed onto the desk on my knees. I held her hips and raised her butt, hoping I could get deeper from this angle. Her neck went slack as her head hung freely in the air, her hands grabbed the far edge of the table for leverage. "Yes, yes, yes fuck me like a whore! Fuck that cock into me!"

I plowed her as hard as my hips let me, I knew I was hitting her womb. "Fuck, fuck I'm cumming again, I'm cumming again on a little boy's dick." Her cunt-contractions sent me over the edge, leading with more volleys of my hot seed directly against her womb, I couldn't pull out if I wanted to with her legs locking me in place. "Oh fuck you came in me again, oh shit, I'm not safe, I'm not-" I leaned down and kissed her, her eyes were wide open for a second before she melted into me. Her legs released me when I collapsed on her.

"I told you no kissing." She was panting, we were coated in each other's sweat. Her face was glowing, and she had this restful smile on. "But I guess it was alright this time." We laid like that for no more than a minute before she said "Now, I gotta get back to work stud. You can clean yourself up, right?" I just nodded, I wasn't sure my brain was capable of speech right now.

She dressed and headed outside, I took a few more minutes getting dressed then made my way up front.

 

I checked my phone when I walked outside, and pulled up a few texts from Sam and Mom, they were almost done with their stuff so I made a b-line over to the store I abandoned them at.

"Hey, Bacchanalia" I was talking to myself as I walked through the mall. It probably looked crazy, but I figured having a real god in my head gave me a pass on that front "I can keep this right? I mean it's mine." I was thinking about my junk and hoping he would understand.

"Of course, BOY, that is a gift. The stamina to use it will come in time." Well that was a relief, grew really attached to my new dick in the past 20 mins or so and had no desire to go back to a little boy-cocklet.

"So how does this work, you said something earlier about worshipping you?"

"I have not blessed you with my gifts out in some form of altruism, the more I am revered, the more my influence grows; the stronger my influence the more gifts I can bestow on my loyal vessel."

"Got it, so basically just do whatever I think you'd do."
"Yes BOY, I'll assist you when it so amuses me."

The trip home with Mom and Sam was a weird one, they were chatting away but I was just zoning out completely, basking in the after glow of my first fuck. I was glad that it happened, but this felt like the first page of a book. I wanted to try more, to try EVERYTHING. I had only crossed off actual sex and a creampies off my ever-expanding mental list of things jacked off too while wishing they were real.

I texted Simon when we were almost home, asking him if he wanted to come over and hang out for a bit. Simon lived right next door with his family which mirrored my own, each of us had a sister, mother and father. Only difference was his sister Sunny was two years older, where as Sam was two years my junior. His parents had moved here from South Korea about two years before mine did, I guess they had the same ideas of how to spend their free time because we were born about a week apart. Sam ran off to hang out at her friends house a couple blocks over.

"Hey bro." Simon was outside when we pulled up. "Want to go play some fortnite?" Simon was taller than me, like 5'4" with pitch black hair that was a little longer than mine in a mop on his head. He had that Korean-tint to his skin, ya know not as pale as me or some Japanese or Chinese people, but not as tan as someone from Singapore. He wore a pair of thin rimmed glasses and he had a soft, roundish face that looked a little weird attached to his rail thin body.

Up in my room we played a few rounds and were shooting the shit like usual, talking about what games were coming out, what movies to see, whatever shows we're watching, the topic eventually turned to girls and tits like it always did. I felt like I was talking with a bit of authority now after what happened earlier with Karen.

`Hey Bacchanalia, can you hear this?" I tried thinking to the god in my head instead of sounding like a mad man to my friend.

"Don't underestimate me BOY, I see everything you do, and hear every thought before even you can process them.

`Cool cool, so if I like, think that I need your help `convincing' someone can you take care of it?" I don't know how long I zoned out there, but I didn't hear anything back. All I had was this urge to try something, I just hoped that I was right about what would happen.

"Fuck! How did he even see me?" Simon's body was getting t-bagged on screen, that meant next round was mine.

"Hey how about a bet? Next two rounds, whoever lasts longer gets a blowjob." I was thinking of this as a win-win, either I lost and got see my best friend actually naked instead of just sneaking peaks when we were in the gym locker room, or my best friend was going to give me my first blowjob and he'd end up tasting the remains of earlier fuck session with Karen that I never really cleaned off my dick, and I'd have an excuse to brag about it... also I really wanted to show off my dick to just about everyone now.

"Dude, I uh... look I'm not..." Shit, I thought it would work, why wouldn't it? No. No. I had a god in my head, a god that promised me everything, I believed in him, I had faith. The pendant in my pocket felt warm for a second and Simon's eyes flashed that deep dark red that Karen's had. I knew my faith had been rewarded. "Going to lose." It was like he didn't even realize the gap in his sentence.

I requeued, ready to kick some ass, dropped in and ran towards the nearest building then... died immediately. Literally the first one killed. Simon broke out laughing behind me, "Holy fuck Ryan you suck." Well, not yet but soon, I guess. I could feel myself growing hard with anticipation. Simon queued up for the next match, probably 45 seconds went by before the first blood notification popped up.

"Ryan you might as well just start blowing me now." I took his advice and climbed under through the legs of my desk, I'm not sure Simon noticed what I was doing until I started unbuttoning his fly. "A-are you sure about this?" He asked I responded by hooking my fingers into his pants and boxers and started to pull down. He didn't take the hint.

"Hey, lift your butt up for a sec." I was just inches away from my best friend's boy-dick. My eyes were wide, I never thought I'd get a chance to do something like this without being made fun of relentlessly at school. He was hairless and maybe 4 inches long and already hard, his shaft was curved upward and unlike me he was uncircumcised. I reached out to cup his hairless sack and gently roll his balls in my hand, they were about the same size as mine. I stuck my tongue out and licked along the underside of his dick from his sack to his tip.

He groaned and bucked his hips a little, and I licked my lips. With my spare hand I peeled back his foreskin, I leaned in and kissed the bead of precum from his head. Simon had stopped playing, he was looking down at me when I spread my lips and engulfed his tip.

"Holy fuck, is this happening?" Simon was panting. I took more of him into me and traced my tongue around the ridge of his helmet. When he was mostly in I swirled my tongue around the shaft and sucked in like I was taking a big breath.

"O-oh shit, please, please Ryan." I bobbed my head a bit, his hand gripped the side of the chair. "Ahhh oh man, you're really sucking my dick. I can't believe it, please put your tongue on my tip again." I did. Then sucked hard. "Oh-oh fuck I'm cumming. I'm cumming." Simon was gyrating beneath me, trying to feed as much boy-meat into my mouth as he could. He came and shot 3 shots of watery cum into my waiting mouth. His cum didn't have much taste, it was a little salty but that I had assumed someone else's would taste a bit different. Simon was sweating, "Holy shit Ryan you just blew me—that was fucking amazing." I pushed the desk chair back and climbed out from under the desk.

"Deal's a deal man, and honestly I kind of wanted to try it. Shit, I'm hard as a diamond now." I hopped on my bed and started pulling down my own pants. "You don't mind, do you? I kind of need to take care of this." Simon's mouth hung open as my turgid girth sprung into view.

"No fucking way man, how the fuck?" Simon shimmied closer, his legs constricted by the pants around his thighs, flaccid 2 and ½ inches of boy cock hanging, shimmering with the remnants of saliva and cum. I gripped my length and gave a long stroke, reaching for the baby oil I kept in my nightstand with my spare arm. He was standing over me, just watching me take long, slow strokes. I stared at his face until he looked me in the eyes.

"It's pretty amazing huh?" As I was spreading the baby oil over my cock, I started telling him about what happened with Karen in the shop, glossing over the fact that I may currently be possessed for the moment and embellishing that I thought she only wanted me because I was pitching a huge tent in front of her. At some point he joined me on the bed and his eyes were drawn back down to my member, watching me stroke myself, his own hardness returning. "Do you want to touch it?"

"I, uhhh..." His words sounded conflicted, but his small hand grabbed me with a purpose. "Man, this is just. Wow." His far arm started stroking himself with two fingers, compared to using his whole hand on my own. At some point my arm ended up around his shoulder, I was absentmindedly drawing little circles and swirls on his upper arm with my finger.

"Simon, uh, there's something else I want to try, I mean, if you're alright with it." Waves of pleasure were emanating from my dick—it wasn't frantic like with Karen, but slow, rolling waves that just seemed to travel the length of my body. He seemed transfixed, hypnotized by what he was doing, his breathing was deep and slow.

"What do you have in mind man?" The words fell right from his small mouth, his voice was smoother than before, like it was an automatic response born of instinct without thought.

"I want to, well, I mean..." I stumbled, hoping Bacchanalia would help me out here.

"YES. DO IT, BOY!" Bacchanalia's voice was booming and excited, like the first time we met. I could feel courage surging through me, and any shame or doubt I felt fled, replaced by this feeling of awesome strength and warmth.

"I want to fuck you." Simon's eyes snapped up to my face, for a moment I thought I saw abject horror until his eyes flashed that same deep dark red from earlier. The expression was replaced by excitement, by need. His hands stopped moving on our dicks, and he gripped mine, hard.

"Let's do it." There was a fire in his eyes now as he grabbed the baby oil bottle and put it on my chest. "But make it really slippery please." He took off the rest of his clothes as I pulled off my shirt and dripped some more oil on my cock. It was the first time I'd ever seen him completely naked. His body was harder than mine, and it looked like he had 4 abs. His arms and legs were thin, but he had some muscle definition on them, at least more than mine. "How should we do this?" he asked.

"Get on your hands and knees" I said, brimming with confidence. I moved to the foot of the bed and looked at his boy ass as he presented it to me. I positioned his legs so they were a bit more prone, his small, hairless sack and hard boy dick hung down and his asshole seemed to be twitching with anticipation. I dripped some oil down his crack and started spreading it around between his cheeks with my cock. He shivered at the touch, I was digging my fingers into his ass cheeks, squeezing and rolling them. I hot dogged my dick between them and humped a single stroke. Eliciting a moan from Simon and a guttural growl from me. I pulled my dick away for a moment and replaced it with my fingers, rubbing some oil directly on his puckered asshole. One oiled finger in and he threw his head back.

"WOAH" he called out.

"You alright?" I asked, slowly sliding more and more of my pointer finger in and out of his ass. It was tight, really tight and incredibly hot inside, I couldn't wait for my dick to slide in but I didn't want to break him.

"Y-yeah, it's just... different." Simon shuddered and let out another moan when my middle finger slid in as well. We didn't talk much, I was enjoying just hearing his gasps and groans for a few minutes as I worked my fingers in and out of his virgin hole.

"You ready?" I asked, removing my fingers and positioning my head at his sphincter.

"Ready as ever, I think." One of my hands was holding my dick steady, the other was on his hip, stabilizing myself. I pushed forward, gently.

"Relax" I said softly. He took a deep breath and exhaled as my tip made its way inside him. His hands were grabbing comforter beneath him, bunching it up around each hand. The flesh around the head of my dick was tight and hot, it was different than Karen's pussy. I stayed there, letting him adjust to the feeling, running the hand that was on my dick on his arched back, tracing his spine with my finger tip.

"ahhhhhhhhh" It was a low, satisfied sound that escaped his lips. I stopped tracing his back and grabbed his other hip, preparing to engulf myself in his bowels.

*KNOCK KNOCK* The bedroom door swung open, it was Mom with a basket of laundry. Right. No lock. I really should have thought about that. Simon and I were staring at her like a pair of deer caught fucking in someone's head lights.

"OH MY GOD I'M SORRY" her face was instantly flush, and she dropped the laundry basket, spilling the clean clothes over the floor. An idea flashed in my head.

"HAHAHA, YES BOY THAT'S IT!" I guess I had Bacchanalia's seal of approval again.

"Mom, you can watch, just shut the door," Her eyes flashed red. I wonder if Simon caught that. "Right Simon?" I asked as I slowly inched some of my dick into him.

"Yeeeesssssssssssss" he groaned. Mom had shut the door and fallen to her knees, her face was beet red and her mouth agape, she brought one hand up to her mouth, guarding it as though she was about to cough, and the other was grasping her chest—I couldn't tell if she was grabbing her breast or her heart, but I was more than a little distracted at the time. Whatever, there'd be time to deal with whatever issue this caused later. I was focused on the boy beneath me, the inner workings of his ass massaging the length of my dick as I fed it into him, millimeter by millimeter.

"How is it? Being fucked, that is?" I asked, softly, to my best friend as I pulled my hips back a bit, extracting my dick until just the tip was left.

"IT'S FUCKING AMAZING." He said, looking back at me with the most amazed expression on his face. I started working my cock back in, determined to get more of my shaft in him this time "YOUR DICK IS FUCKING AMAZING." He said, closing his eyes as I felt a shudder run through his body. I took that as a hint and started moving a little faster, each thrust pushing a little deeper into him and picking up speed. The apex of each thrust was met with a "Yes, yes!" from Simon. I heard a whimper from the door way. Mom was definitely squeezing her breast, her other nipples trying to poke through her shirt. Her left hand had abandoned her mouth and was now planted in her pants, her arm was vibrating against her crotch. There was a wet spot at her groin, if I could smile harder I would have. My mother was sitting there on the floor, masturbating to her 14-year-old son fucking the little boy next door.

"Holy shit, you're so tight." Simon was humping back on me now, his back arching. I tried to lean down why still pumping to kiss his back as he worked my cock. I groaned and reached around to jack him off while fucking him.

"Fuck me, fuck me Ryan. Please, please, fuck me!" my balls were tightening, I was getting close. Each pump was getting me closer. "Oh god, oh gooodddd" Simon was whining beneath me. He tensed up and shot a blast of cum on my bed.

"Oh baby~" I saw my mom cumming by the door. I couldn't hold it, I grounded myself in Simons ass, burying my dick to the base. Our small balls slapped together as pleasure wrapped my shaft and I released.

"Oh fuck you're cumming in me! It's so hot, yes, yes! Cum in me." Another spurt of his cum hit by bed as I poured a shot after shot of cum into his tight ass.

"Oh my fucking god Simon, you're the best friend ever." I said between pants. We collapsed into a boy pile and rolled to the side.

"Sorry for not knocking, boys. Uh yeah, can you put your clothes away?" Mom was trying to avoid looking at us as we spooned on my bed, she put the clean clothes back in the basket and scurried out the door. I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Your mom's pretty cool, Ryan." My cum was leaking from his ass as we just enjoyed each other's warmth. Simon's phone went off, his mom said he had to head out so they could do whatever it was they had planned for the evening. "Hey can I use your shower first? This actually feels a little gross." My sister and I shared a bathroom that separated our room. I made sure to actually lock this door when we got it. The shower was a tub but it was big enough to fit both of us in. I thought it'd be a bit weird, sharing a shower with Simon, but after drinking his cum, cumming in his ass, and cuddling a bit I figured I was over thinking it.

"I'm going to join you man, I could use a scrub." It was pretty relaxing, we had helped wash each other off but were both so drained that neither of us seemed to get hard. I was rubbing his back with a luffa when I just had to tickle his ribs. Simon's laugh was too cute, we slid around, and ended up face to face, his back against the wall, my hands on his sides. I leaned in and kissed him, his lips parted and accepted my tongue. We dueled like swords clashing between our mouths, exploring as much of each other until I needed a breath.

"Ryan, I kind of need to pee." Holy fuck this was perfect. I reached down and grabbed his soft boy dick, pointing it up between us.

"Do it, I want to feel it." I leaned back in to kiss him again, and his arms wrapped around my back as he released a stream of warm piss that sprayed up, coating our chests and stomachs. My fingers could feel as the pressure pushed through the flesh of his dick, I tried to slide myself against him as his piss stream trickled to an end and we broke off our kiss for a second time. "I guess we should get cleaned up for real this time." The rest of the shower was pretty normal, we got ourselves dried off and dress without jumping each other and Simon headed home.

I was exhausted, just completely spent. I fucked two people and shot more cum than I thought was humanly possible. My dick was magically huge, and people seemed to bend to my every whim. This was amazing, I couldn't even process what else I would try to do. I collapsed on a dry part of my bed and passed out almost immediately.