Amberton Portal 1//Jack Gay 2/Marco's House 3P/Stop everything, figure this out
Jack took a deep breath, staring at his dick, which seemed to be growing like a goddamn weed.
Which was AWESOME.
Jack touched his newly huge schlong with one fingertip, and it swayed heavily, the extra inches making his cock heavy and thick, and his balls were bigger too. And yes, that was super fucking awesome, even though he'd somehow turned hard gay at the same time.
But it was also scary as shit!
What if it never stopped growing? Would his pecker get so big that he couldn't even fit it into his pants? Hell, what if it got ten feet long? Could he even walk with it?
Hell, his jeans were fucking tight already, how was he going to get all this new cockmeat into his fucking pants?
Fuck it. This was hot as hell, but no matter how much he wanted to keep up all this hot gay boy-sex, he HAD to figure this shit out. Jack said, "Listen, I have to go, this is just too much."
Marco and Gary looked up at him, and there was some of the same awestruck panic in their eyes as well. They all hastily cleaned up and got dressed, scattering around the house in an embarrassed fluster, Marco making some excuse and hiding in the bathroom, Gary and Jack slipping out of Marco's house and parting ways with barely a nod, too much on their minds to want to talk.
Jack was also distracted by the fact that he'd ripped two buttons out of the fly in his jeans, and with all his new size, that made keeping himself modest a real chore. It was already early afternoon, so going to school was fucking shot for the day. Self-conscious, Jack kept a hand stuffed in his pocket and slouched so his football jersey helped cover his overstuffed crotch. And yeah, that didn't make him look like some pervert at all!
Of course, given his adventures so far today with Franky (who was his own little brother!), Gary (his twinky friend), cute little Marco, and everything else, well, the 'pervert' thing was probably dead-on.
Jack walked around for a while trying to think, and that didn't help. He didn't want to go home, because he'd already started lusting after Franky, so who knew what would happen if his little bro was around. Of course, even thinking about Franky made him bust a chubby the size of a can of potato crisps. Fuck, if this kept up, it could be a real problem.
So, he'd done a whole bunch of really kinky gay-ass sex stuff, the whole day of school was shot, he'd be missing football practice, which was going to be a problem, and Piper was going to kick his ass for just so many reasons....
Aha.
Piper! His girlfriend! Of course she could help him out! She was a hot, horny cheerleader, but she wasn't stupid. Plus, she was a huge cock-hound, if ANYBODY would know about suddenly growing dicks, she would!
Shit. What if he was so gay he didn't want to fuck Piper any more? Fuck, she would be so pissed.... No, no, never mind that. He'd figure out that insane bullshit later, he had enough gay pedophile problems to worry about already.
As a bonus, the only dudes at Piper's house were her Dad and creepy Uncle, Darryl. They were grungy old dudes. Surely he wouldn't be gay for those guys...right?
He cautiously thought about Piper's Dad, to get a feel for...how gay he felt about him. Alton Harris, a nice, trim guy in his thirties or forties, auburn hair, blue eyes, a really nice guy...and... yeah, Jack could suddenly appreciate that Piper's Dad was a handsome dude,but...not so hot. So...yes, nothing from the suddenly twink-loving python in his pants! And what about her Uncle Darryl? Big, beefy, sloppy dude, always greasy and unshaved.... Nope, nothing. No attraction, he was just, ew, no way.
So... Piper's house was safe territory!
Jack hustled that way like a soldier trapped behind enemy lines heading for a refuge.
Quick, get to Piper's house before you do even more gay stuff!