Date: Mon, 2 Nov 2009 02:31:36 -0500
From: Diff Eq <diffeq@live.com>
Subject: That's the Stuff - Part 6

Jack woke up to a pair of hot breaths poking him on the neck and his ass
knew why. Danny and Ryan were getting a morning fuck in before school and
came at the same time.

"I wanna wake up like this every day," Jack cooed.

"Me too," Danny and Ryan said.

Jack chuckled. "Lemme get up, I gotta piss."

The boys groaned at the thought of having open air on their cocks for the
first time in over twelve hours.

"I just hope I don't dump all your cum on the bed," Jack said to
himself. He clenched his hole up super tight, making the boys' dicks flop
out of his hole with a pop.

"Shit, where's that sausage," Jack said. He eyed it in the floor and
quickly shoved it up his ass to stopper the torrent of jizz in his guts.

His cock almost hit the toilet when he peed. It was fucking massive. He
wondered if his knee length shorts would be enough to hide it. He could
forget underwear. It would've been like trying to stuff an alligator in a
sippy cup.

"Dudes..." Jack said coming out of his closet wearing the longest pair of
shorts he could find. He put his foot up on the bed and his cockhead poked
out the bottom of his shorts.

"Holy shit, what the fuck's wrong with you?" Danny said, laughing.

"My balls, too," Jack said, a huge lump in his right pants leg bulged out
where he had stuffed his sack. "How am I gonna hide 'em?"

"You have any dress socks?" Ryan asked. "Like, ones that are the same color
as your skin?"

"Lemme see."

Sure enough, Jack found a pair that matched him pretty closely.

"Just slip one over your cock so it blends in," Ryan suggested.

"I guess that'll have to work," Jack sighed. His tree trunk of a cock
filled the sock out handily so he wouldn't have to worry about it riding
its way down during the day.

"Fuck it, I'm gonna freeball too," Danny said suddenly. "Come on, Ryan,
whaddya say?"

"Sure, why not?" Ryan said.

The boys fidgeted in their seats on the ride to school, never quite getting
used to their new freedom down there.

School was pretty uneventful. Ryan sat with Jack and Danny at lunch and
added his cum to the boys' in the water bottle Danny had stolen from
yesterday. None of them thought twice about gulping it back down and even
got on to the others for taking more than their share. It was like they
needed it. They salivated waiting for their turn. Jack's load easily made
up the vast majority of the cum in the bottle.

"Damn, you make the best dessert, Jack," Ryan said, licking his lips.

"Oh really? Yeah... I guess I kinda like it, too," Jack said.

"We need to do this every lunch," Danny said excitedly.

"I know, we should..." Ryan said.

"You guys seen Guy today?" Jack asked.

"No," Danny said.

"Me either," Ryan added.

"That's weird."

Indeed, Guy wasn't in PE, the only class Jack had with him. As big a dick
as Guy was, Jack missed having Guy there to dominate him and use him as a
cumdumpster. Well, faux-dominate him since he could make Guy do anything he
could think of. But still, he enjoyed letting him have his way, until
yesterday when Jack's subconscious got carried away and accidentally made
him cum like a whale. Jack still needed to work on that.

Showering was interesting again. Middle of the stalls, front and
center. Jack ate up the looks of bewilderment on the guys' faces. He had
gone from the shortest boy in the locker room to one of the tallest in a
matter of a couple weeks, not to mention his cock. He tried to think about
what he had eaten since school started and he couldn't think of much of
anything other than cum.

Holy shit, that's it, Jack thought. As crazy as it seemed, he was convinced
all the cum he'd drunk and taken up his ass for the past couple weeks had
made him and his cock grow like a weed.

Well I gotta get more, then, Jack thought impatiently.

"Hey guys, I'm having a party at my house this Friday after school, you're
all invited," Jack blurted out while everybody was getting dressed.

Everyone in the locker room hesitated for a second and swallowed hard. Just
the sound of his voice made them all bone up and go wet. And Jack wasn't
even making them do it.

"Lemme know if you're coming."

The boys tripped over themselves getting to Jack saying they would show up.

Fuck, this is easy, Jack thought. He couldn't help but grin back up at the
guys' stuttering confirmations that they'd be there come Friday.

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The rest of the week sucked. Jack was hopelessly bored with just the three
amigos after school and "dessert" at lunch every day. Danny and Ryan had
pissed their moms off by staying over Monday night but strangely didn't get
disciplined for it.

"Just let us know where you are, that's all," their parents said. Weird.

They figured they shouldn't push their luck Tuesday night and they had
church Wednesday, but Thursday... they were all over it.

> mom, i'm staying over at jack's tonight

> have fun, love you. mom

A couple text messages were the only thing that stood between them and
overdosing on sex whenever they wanted. The guy's rocked Jack to sleep
again that night as they humped him softly in their dreams. Jack had two
slippery cocks jockeying in his hole and a belly full of cum. Life was
good.

But tomorrow was fucking Friday. The Friday. Cock Buffet Friday. Jack knew
exactly what was gonna go down and he thought the guys had a pretty good
idea themselves, too.

It had sure taken its sweet fucking time getting here. Jack daydreamed
about cock overload all day. He couldn't get it out of his mind. He was
gonna be so full of cum tonight he wondered if his stomach and ass could
hold as much he wanted them to.

Jack practiced finely tuning his ability while he was showering at
school. He envisioned vibrating dildos in all the guys' asses and within a
second, the shower room sucked in a collective breath. Jack smiled as he
saw the boys' dicks fill out and start dripping precum because of his
invisible pleasure makers wiggling in their butts. He kept focusing on them
until they got to the pool house in his backyard. Half the bus had left at
Jack's stop, all sporting boners wagging proudly in their gym shorts as
they stepped off. Embarrassment didn't even enter their minds, they were
too mesmerized by their buzzing asses and prostates to notice much of
anything else.

Once all the boys had piled in the pool house, Jack shut the door and
stopped making all their asses vibrate with energy. Every eye focused on
Jack. He could feel the sexual potential in the room. He was wading in it,
it was so thick. It wasn't quite kinetic yet. But the smallest spark would
set off a nuclear sex bomb.

"Take a seat, dudes," Jack said, plopping down on the couch, his cock head
flopping out of his pants leg. He looked up to see all the boys' dicks do a
little dance in their shorts at the sight of his meat. A misty eyed Stephen
Finnegan panted as his cum dripped to the floor softly. He couldn't help
it. He had never seen someone so beautiful as Jack or a cock he so admired
come together like this before.

And that was it. Stephen's cum spark literally stopped time. Jack was
completely floored watching Stephen's helpless orgasm and he wasn't even
making him do it. The room crackled as if it was full of static electricity
and the air popped loudly around Jack as he got up to drink Stephen's
load. But he had already missed a good mouthful. No matter, though. He'd
just make him spew like a geyser for a solid minute. Little Stephen was the
cutest boy in the locker room by far. Only a little taller than Jack was
back when he used to be the shortest. Jack fished around in his shorts and
sucked his cock all the way down and filled his stomach with the cutie's
cream.

Fuck, I better quit or I'll run out of room for tonight, Jack thought.

He stood up and gave Stephen a wet, cummy kiss. But Stephen didn't kiss him
back. He felt like he was kissing a statue. He looked around the room and
saw that the boys hadn't moved a muscle since he shut the door. They
weren't even breathing.

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It took a while for Jack to even realize he still had a body. He still felt
like Jack. He still knew his name. But he had no idea where he was. It took
him forever to remember that he had senses. What he thought was sound was
so far away and distant that he shuddered at the thought of how cavernous
the room he was in must be. His skin felt cool at first. Then wet. Then
both cool and wet. It was almost like his body was relearning how to
function and take in external input. He felt like a couple barges had
parked over his eyelids.

Come on, Jack thought. What's going on...

He was too caught off guard to even panic. He felt like a stranger in his
own body. When his eyelids finally decided to work, he could only make out
darkness. Then faint smatterings of light, then blurry, murky movements
surrounded by inky black. He could feel his stomach for the first time and
immediately threw up and started seizing like a million lightning bolts
were coursing through him.

"Dude, are you ok?"

"Jack!"

"Holy shit... dude..."

That last one was Danny. It had to be. He opened his eyes to see Danny's
worried face hovering over him.

Jack groaned, all of a sudden feeling sorer than he'd ever felt in his
life. Like he'd just run five marathons in a row. His eyes caught Stephen
Finnegan's still misty eyes. He could see a little tear hanging off of his
chin as well as a drop of cum dangling at the end of his shorts.

"Dude, what'd you eat?" Jack heard Ryan say.

"Huh... how... how long... how long have I been out?" Jack asked.

"Uh, what do you mean?" Danny asked.

"How long have I been passed out?" Jack said.

"Dude, you like just threw up... you never passed out," Danny said,
starting to worry a little more.

"Yeah, you closed the door and then you threw up all this white stuff in
the middle of the room," Ryan said.

Oh fuck, Jack thought. That's Stephen's fucking cum.

He took a deep breath to confirm it. Yep, that was Stephen's. Nobody
else's.

The boys helped Jack up onto the couch where he could lay down.

"C'mere, Stephen," Jack said weakly.

The shaken boy shuffled up next to Jack and stared at him.

"C'mon, sit down by me," Jack said getting a little more vertical.

Stephen sat down tentatively right by him. Jack put his hand around his
head and kissed his hair, letting the clean boy's scent fill his lungs.

"Aww, fuck," Stephen whimpered.

Jack slobbered all around Stephen's face like it was candy and was thrilled
when Stephen started kissing him back inflamed with lust. Jack felt a
massive amount of heat radiate from his face and could hear the rest of the
guys say, "fuck, that's hot."

Beg me to lick your hole, Jack thought.

"Jack..." Stephen whispered in his ear. "Eat my ass out... please..."

That's a good boy, Jack thought. The sheer need in his voice was incredible
and made his dick drool uncontrollably. Jack's subconscious ripped
Stephen's pants off and shoved his pretty pink hole hard onto his waiting
tongue. He couldn't get enough of the boy's perfect ass musk on his face,
frantically licking his winking pucker and soaking his cute cheeks with
jealous slobber.

Suck his cock, Danny, Jack thought.

Jack felt Danny's chin scrape against his hand intermittently as he
squeezed Stephen's balls.

Bigger, Jack thought, and Stephen's ballsack tripled in size in his
palm. He could feel each nut roiling in his sack. Stephen whimpered
pitifully, sounding like he hadn't shot a load in a thousand years. Jack
tortured his prostate with his tongue, willing it to drown Danny with its
dick snot just for shits and grins. Jack smiled as he heard Danny at first
gag then swallow at least five mouthfuls of pure Stephen precum. It was the
sweetest either of them had ever tasted. Danny groaned in disappointment
when there wasn't a sixth gulp waiting in his mouth.

Let's see what you're made of, Jack thought. He gave Stephen the most
powerful orgasm he thought his little frame could stand. His asshole almost
severed Jack's tongue it was clenching so tightly around it. His balls were
dancing around in his sack like two fish out of water as they pumped a
torrent of cum down Danny's wholly inadequate throat. Well, it would've
been inadequate if Jack hadn't doubled it in size as he came. And even that
was barely big enough.

Stephen finally collapsed after about a minute of nonstop cumming and
sighed deeply as he fell into the deepest sleep he'd probably ever
know. Jack looked down at his slippery ass and cummy dick with pride. He
fucking owned that boy now. Stephen was even dreaming about him. Jack
shuddered with lust at the hot scene he was eavesdropping on in his
mind. The boy was a fucking slut... moaning as all the guys in his class
took their turn fucking him in the locker room. He couldn't help but notice
the smile on Stephen's face as he dutifully took as much meat as his greedy
ass could take.

Damn, Jack thought. I need to make a note of that.

"Danny... Ryan... get up here," Jack said, rubbing his bare hole.

In a second, the boys had shucked their clothes to the floor and plunged
their drooling cocks up his warm, wet ass. Jack played with Danny's poochy
belly full of Stephen's cum, laughing as he made it jiggle and ripple.

"He tastes pretty good, doesn't he?" Jack asked Danny.

"Fuck yeah he does."

The smell of Stephen's sweet cream riding on Danny's hot breath gave Jack
the chills.

"Ohh, fuck me, Danny boy," Jack said in between kissing Danny sloppily.

Jack gazed around the room to see all the other boys in a circle around
them, jacking off as their cocks squelched with need.

"You guys can fuck Stephen... he won't care, trust me," Jack said
knowingly.

Thomas Morgan dropped his pants, as he was the one closest to Stephen, and
sunk his cock up his ass all the way to his pubes. He groaned needfully,
sounding like he was almost in pain as he explored the small cutie's warm
hole, moist with Jack's spit. Jack could see Stephen start cumming in his
dream as Thomas' cock head pressed hard on his prostate in real life. A
little grunt escaped him even as he slept.

"Listen to him, he fucking loves it... even in his sleep," Jack crowed.

Sure enough, Thomas pulled out and thrust back in, met with another tired
grunt from Stephen. Jack made Thomas' dick leak so much precum, it frothed
over in Stephen's ass as he fucked in and out and made the most delicious,
gooey sound. A little ring of precum mousse was forming around the base of
his cock pretty rapidly.

"Dude, you cumming up his ass?" one of the boys asked Thomas excitedly,
eyeing the growing whipped cream around his dick.

"Nah that's just precum," Thomas moaned.

The boys swallowed hard, almost in disbelief that he was precumming so much
up their buddy's ass.

"Ohhh... god damn it..." Thomas whined, his muscled twitching wildly with
anticipation.

Here it comes, Jack thought. I wonder what would happen if...

Danny, Ryan and Thomas growled simultaneously as their balls relentlessly
pumped gallons of cum up their respective fuck holes. Jack couldn't take
his eyes off of Stephen's slim stomach, growing fatter and fatter with jizz
with each rope Thomas shot in his guts. He suffocated Danny with kisses as
he felt his own belly explode with the boys' never-ending cum. He thought
he better pull the plug though when he saw Stephen's belly start showing
stretch marks, pregnant with Thomas' gallons of spooge. The boys crashed
back down to earth panting, their blood completely starved of oxygen.

"What a cum," Jack said laughing, slapping his watermelon of a belly.

Thomas was mindlessly kissing Stephen's sweet sleeping face as his dick
recovered in Stephen's ass, still twitching uncontrollably. The boys
surrounding Thomas had all cum too, drenching their own chests in a shower
of cum, rubbing it hastily into their skin so it wouldn't drip off of them
too much.

And to think that it was only 4pm. The boys were fucked so much for the
rest of the afternoon and well into the night that both Jack and Stephen
couldn't stay awake for it all. The two power bottoms fell asleep in each
other's arms in the middle of a kiss, their packed stomachs sloshing next
to each other with each thrust, filled to the brim with their friends'
cum. All the boys greedily cashed in all the energy they had to fuck as
long as they could, collapsing into a coma at the end of their last fuck.

In his subconscious, Jack drifted in and out of each of the boys' minds as
he slept. He was surprised to see that he and Stephen were the main object
of obsession in every single one of their dreams. An awkward smile crept
across Jack's face as he and Stephen kissed involuntarily in their sleep.