The Cockmoore Chronicles: Randy

by CockTFBoi

Randy’s cock is shrinking each time he cums and he can’t seem to help himself from cumming quickly. All the length he’s lost, as well as his once proud muscular physique, has gone to his nerdy roommate, Joey. He struggles to resist Joey’s attempts to make him jack off, and eventually seeks help from his friend, Matt, to find a way around his curse.

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Randy wants to scream and shout at Joey, accusing him of stealing everything, but he can’t find the words to do it. His formerly nerdy roommate is standing there, flexing the muscles he stole from Randy, wearing Randy’s underwear, his now much larger cock creating a sizable bulge in his underwear.

Joey walks over to Randy, pushing the door closed behind Randy, his now huge frame seeming to tower over Randy’s much leaner frame. Randy shudders at being so close to this much raw power. He never realized just how intimidating it could be to be so weak in comparison. At the same time, he feels some inner need within him, he wants to kneel before this man. He takes a big gulp and pulls himself under control, pushing down on those submissive thoughts. Joey’s arm is still up and the rank smell of his underarm fills Randy’s nostrils.

“So, wimp, how was your day?” Joey says, his voice harsh and spitting out each word.

“Uh, it was… it was fine.” Randy says, his voice shaking a little.

“Oh? Any big changes?” Joey says, laughing at his own joke. Joey walks back into the room, his muscles flexing and rippling as he moves.

Randy stands there, staring at Joey for several long seconds, mesmerized by the sight. He shakes himself out of his stupor and realizes that his cock is hard in his pants. “Did that asshole make me gay, too, or something?” he thinks to himself. He walks over to his desk by his bed, the small dorm room feeling even more cramped by the shift in dynamic.

Randy sets down his stuff and moves over to the closet to find something to put on. His own clothes are too loose, and his pants keep threatening to fall off if he moves his hips wrong. Finally, he walks over to Joey’s closet and pulls out a pair of old basketball shorts. They fit him, and it’s better than nothing. He glances at Joey’s drawer of white briefs but decides he would rather freeball than wear another man’s underwear.

Joey sits down at his desk and pulls up one of his favorite porn sites. All the changes have been intensely pleasurable, but he hasn’t really had a chance to play with his new equipment. He doesn’t even care that Randy is in the room as he pulls his 7-inch cock out and starts stroking.

Randy, glances over at him distracted by the sounds coming from Joey. The wet stroking noise, the breathy moans, the porn itself. Randy’s little 4-inch cock is rock hard, and it is taking every ounce of self-control not to start stroking right then and there. Joey is being very loud and obnoxious about his jacking off, and Randy realizes he’s trying to bait him. Whether Joey trying to piss him off or just tempt him into cumming he’s not sure, but it’s clear he’s doing it on purpose.

Randy is struggling to control himself as the smell of Joey’s precum fills his nostrils. His head down, Randy is staring at his legs. The tent in his shorts is throbbing with need and he can see his precum soaking the front.

He can hear the moaning from the other side of the room. Joey’s deep moans, the moans of the guys in the porn. Randy pauses for a moment, realizing that he’s not hearing any women moaning. He turns and glances over, noticing that Joey isn’t watching straight porn—instead, he has a video of a guy giving a blowjob to another guy. He freezes for a moment, his cheeks going pink. He swallows heavily as his mouth fills with saliva. He feels a pang of envy for the skinny guy on the screen, the big dick filling his mouth.

He resolves himself to get out of there and turns back around. He can’t risk staying here and cumming again. He grabs his laptop and shoves it into his bookbag, quickly throwing the charger in as well. He looks around frantically trying to think through the fog of horniness of what he might need. He steals a couple quick glances as he grabs some things, but seeing Joey stroking his cock and the guys on the screen is almost too much for him. He shoves the last couple things in his bag and turns to leave.

“Going somewhere, cocksucker?” Joey says as he turns around in his chair to face Randy. Randy freezes in his tracks and turns his head to look at Joey. Joey is taking long lazy strokes of his huge 8-inch dick, coaxing another bead of precum out of the slit. Randy is breathing heavily, trying to get himself under control, but the sight of that cock is too much. “On your knees,” Joey says with a chill in his voice.

Randy falls to his knees, his backpack clattering loudly behind him as he drops it. He moves forward, unable to control himself. He takes the head of Joey’s cock into his mouth, a gush of precum flooding his mouth. Joey’s hands come up and grab onto either side of his head, holding him down as Joey lifts his hips up. Randy can feel Joey’s cock slide into his throat. He coughs and sputters a bit as it forcefully enters him, but Joey holds him down until Randy’s throat relaxes around his dick.

Something comes over Randy as Joey starts to thrust into his mouth. The idea of sucking him off is getting hotter and hotter to him, his cock leaking into his basketball shorts. He reaches down with his hand, stroking his cock. It all feels so good, he can barely contain himself.

“Come on, cocksucker, stroke your little dick. Give me those last few inches. Can’t wait to plow all the tight cunts with my massive dick, ruining them for other men.” Joey is speaking fast with heavy breaths above Randy. The words seem to hit something deep in Randy’s mind, turning him on even further. He can’t stop to think through any of it, lost in the pleasure running through him. The only thing in his mind that matters is the cock between his lips.

“Make yourself cum, cocksucker. I want you to gag on my dick as it grows.” The words ring in Randy’s head, and his hips buck forward. He gasps around Joey’s dick as he feels his orgasm coming. Joey senses it too and slamms his dick home into Randy’s mouth, holding his head down against his pubes as both men have their orgasm simultaneously.

Joey’s cock floods Randy’s throat, forcing his thick load down into his stomach. At the same time Randy’s cum appears in Joey’s mouth, cutting off his loud moan, muffling it. Both men swallow, taking the cum into themselves. Randy feels the sensation as his cock shrinks, collapsing in on itself, retracting into himself until it is just a little 3-inch hard on. At the same time he feels the cock in his throat growing, stretching his jaw wider and pushing deeper into his throat.

Finally their orgasms end and Randy pulls back gasping for air. Their cocks and bodies have completely switched, Joey now with the large muscles and 9-inch cock Randy once had, while Randy has the thin lanky frame and small cock that Joey had before. They sit there in silence for a few moments before Randy turns and grabs his bag, sprinting out of the room before Joey can tell him to do more.

Randy doesn’t have much cock left, and he doesn’t know what to do. He just keeps running, no plan in mind, just a need to get away from there. His cock is small enough now that it isn’t rubbing against the shorts as much as before. So while he is still feeling some pleasure from the friction, it has less of a chance of causing him to cum again.

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Meanwhile, Matt has been following rumors of a magic book that can change people and has finally come to the library to look for it. He heads down to the third basement, following the directions he was given by the guy with a gigantic cock. Moving through the stacks he finally comes across the book lying on its side on a shelf by itself, a sheet of notebook paper sticking out.

Matt starts by opening to the most recent entries and finds the one about Randy. It says it goes to Joey, so Matt assumes that Joey must be behind the changes to Randy. He pulls out a pen and tries to change the sentence about Randy. Crossing off words, adding words; everything he could think of, but it didn’t work.

He flips back in the book and starts reading, going through the rules and through some of the old things written. There are lots of interesting changes that were made, but a few from the beginning stand out to him. One says, “Every man who is changed by this book becomes gay.” It seems at odds with the rules, but a page later someone wrote, “the book can only change one person at a time.” So it seems that at one point the book could change anyone, but someone changed it to limit whatever was going on at the time. It doesn’t really help him now, though.

He needs to break the change and get Randy back to normal, at least somewhat. The truth was that he had a crush on Randy. He knew he could never have Randy, since he was straight, but he’d spent too long fantasizing about it. Now that the book has apparently turned Randy gay it seems like a cruel joke. Matt prefers bottoming and often fantasizes about Randy fucking him, but now Randy is going to end up dickless sooner or later, thanks to Joey.

Well, Randy and him both have their sentences that they van add to the book this semester. So maybe he can concoct some way to get Randy a cock again. It’d keep shrinking every time he came, but maybe he can make it grow faster than it shrinks. Some ideas start rolling around in Matt’s head. Maybe he can hide the rule sheet. Tell Randy something else, that there are rules, but something he can work to his advantage.

Matt goes upstairs and outside where his phone buzzes with numerous notifications. He hasn’t gotten any signal inside the library and now his phone is catching up. He sees a couple of missed calls from Randy and some text messages. He calls Randy back as soon as he sees them.

“Took you long enough!” cries Randy into the phone as he shivers slightly.

“Sorry, I was down in the library with no signal. What’s going on?”

“It was Joey! He took my—my—” Then in a whisper Randy says, “—dick.”

“Yeah, I thought it might have been him. I found some information about how he did it. Come meet me over at the library and I’ll show you, and maybe we can find a way to undo it.”

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Randy hurries over to the library. Not running, but moving at a light jog to help keep warm. He hadn’t grabbed a jacket, and now the basketball shorts and the oversized shirt are too thin to keep him warm as the sun goes down over the campus. He makes it over there, shivering as he walks up to Matt.

“Fuck, dude, you look frozen. Let’s get you inside.”

Randy doesn’t do much more than nod as they go into the Library. Heading down into the basement, Randy tells Matt what happened with Joey when he got back to the room. As the elevator door opens, Randy looks around and, seeing that there’s nobody else around, breaks the silence.

“So how did the nerd do it?”

“There’s a magic book down here,” Matt explains as they walk along the rows of musty books. “Whatever you write in it comes true. There are some rules for what it can and can’t do, but that’s the short version. He used the book to write a curse for you. I already tried to undo his curse by crossing it out or changing it, but it doesn’t work that way.”

“So what can we do?” asks Randy, moving himself closer to Matt, feeling some of the warmth radiating off the jock.

“Well, we can make your cock grow faster than he can shrink it. Though, there is one little problem with that.”

“What’s the problem?”

“From what the rules said, cocks are special. It can’t just make your cock grow bigger. The extra size has to come from somewhere. It can amplify the size a bit, but it can’t make something from nothing.” Matt was lying through his teeth. The rules hadn’t said anything like that, but if he made Randy thought it did, maybe he could convince Randy to go through with the rest of his plan.

“Fuck, so I can’t just make my dick grow back to normal every time I cum? So I have to take some other guy’s dick to get mine back? I mean it’s bad enough but I don’t want to steal other guys’ cocks too!”

“Yeah, but I had some time here to think about it. I have an idea that might work. We make it so you can take an inch off another guy’s cock to add to your own, so that’ll give you a way to grow yours back at least. Then we change me, so that my inches come back to me after a week or whatever.”

Randy stops walking, thinking it over while looking at Matt. “Wait, why not just make my inches come back to me when I cum or whatever? That seems more straightforward.”

Matt shakes his head solemnly while he thinks up an excuse. “I thought that too, but since Joey’s curse takes the length from you, it can’t go directly back to you. Doing it this way, you take it from me, then he takes it from you. Since he doesn’t have anything written to steal my cock, it won’t be contradicting his curse; so it’ll actually work.”

Randy stares at Matt for a long moment, his face shifting as he puzzles through it all. “I guess that makes sense. That means your inches wouldn’t go back to you while I have them, though. That means you’d have less cock most of the time. I don’t know that I want to do that to you.”

“It’s all right man, I’m mostly a bottom anyways and I have a decent cock to begin with. So I’ll be fine with my cock being a bit shorter.”

“What about me draining Joey’s cock? Would that also not work?”

Matt’s heart jumps and he panics a little internally for a moment while he thinks up a lie. “No, I think that would work. Because his curse is that he steals your length when you cum, so as long as you use a diffuser trigger, it should work.”

“Oh, that makes sense.”

Matt let out an internal sigh of relief. Hopefully the lie would hold up long enough to get Randy to agree to it all.

“So here’s the book, and here’s the next empty spot. The rules say that we each only get one sentence per semester, so we need to make sure we get it right. So we’ll each write our own sentences.”

Randy stood over the book thinking about what to write. “So, any other rules I need to know to write it?”

“Well, I guess you need a trigger, and you wouldn’t want something too common. You’d want to avoid accidentally stealing guys’ cocks.”

“Oh yeah, good point. Wouldn’t want to make my whole team dickless from just shaking their hands.” Randy laughs as the thought, but Matt says nothing. He’s busy trying to hide the fact that he’s blushing. His 6-inch cock is rock hard and leaking. Ever since Randy told him about having his cock stolen it had awoken something in him. The idea of a guy’s cock getting shrunken was hot to him, and especially having his own cock stolen was turning him on. The thought of Randy just accidentally turning a bunch of guys dickless was one of the hottest things he’d ever thought about.

While Matt is lost in his daydream, Randy was saying what he was going to write out loud. “Whenever Randy Butler… ummm… squeezes a guy’s cock he takes cock size from him. How does that sound?” He turns to Matt, who wasn’t paying attention. “Dude are you even listening?”

“Sorry, I was just thinking how to word mine. What do you have so far?”

“Oh, ummm… I’ve got: Whenever Randy Butler squeezes a guy’s cock, he takes cock size from him.”

“Oh that’s not bad, but I remember reading one of the things says you should be specific. Make sure you say the size goes to you and adds to your cock. Otherwise, who knows how it’ll end up on you.”

“Good point. How about: Whenever Randy Butler squeezes a guy’s cock, that guy’s cock shrinks and the size is transferred to Randy Butler’s cock.”

Matt nods along and says. “That sounds much better. Less chance that the book could screw something up with that. Go for it.”

Randy turns to the book with the pen and starts writing. “Whenever Randy Butler,” he writes in the book carefully, making sure not to fuck anything up. He sniffs the air, realizing he can smell the musky scent of precum under the musty scent of the books. He glances over at Matt and notices the slight bulge in his jeans. His thoughts flash back to when he was standing so close to Matt, their cocks next to each other as Matt’s hand slid across them. Randy reaches down and adjusts his cock a bit, suppressing a moan at the sensitivity of his tiny cock. He turns back to the writing and continues: “touches his cock to another man’s, the other man’s cock shrinks, and Randy Butler’s cock grows by the same amount.”

After Randy puts the period at the end, the ink of his sentence starts to glimmer, gradually shifting from the solid black to a shining silver to match the rest of the text in the book. As it does, some of the words seem to blur and shift, and as they resolve they are a bit more formal sounding until it finally reads: “Whenever Randy Butler directly touches his penis to another man’s penis, the other man’s penis shrinks and Randy Butler’s penis grows by the same amount.” Then Randy feels a tingle start at the head of his cock and spreading down the short shaft. His cock feels amazing, the sensitivity seemingly amplified even further. The tingling only lasts a few moments before it fades away as the change takes hold.

“Okay, I guess that’s that. The ink turned silver, so I guess that means the book accepted it. It felt tingly there for a minute, but now it’s stopped.”

“Yeah, the silver ink seems to be the indicator that the book has made the change. Now my turn, I guess.” Matt walks over to the book, but he doesn’t really want to write his sentence in front of Randy. He’s been thinking it over while Randy was writing and has come up with an idea, but he can’t let Randy see it. He doesn’t want Randy to know what kind of kinky shit he’d thought of. Plus, he didn’t want to have to waste his one entry just to uphold the lie he’d told.

Thinking quickly, Matt says, “You need to head upstairs now. I’ll be up in a couple minutes once I’m done. One of the warnings said if you hang around the book for too long after it changes you, that it can alter your change further. So you might end up with something different and be stuck that way.”

“Oh, shit! You should have said something sooner! I’ll get up there right now. Just don’t take long. There’s no way I can go back to my room tonight.” With that Randy hurries up the stairs to sit in one of the couches on the first floor.

Matt sets to work quickly, not wanting to arouse Randy’s suspicions. He pauses as he sees Randy’s entry, though. Randy has changed it from what he said aloud. He wants to rub his cock against other guy’s dicks? Fuck, it was true, the book had made Randy gay. Matt shakes his head to clear it—he can focus on that later. He starts writing: “Each Monday morning my cock will grow to be 6 inches long, regardless of anything that has changed its size.” The ink turns silver and the wording shifts, but Matt watches as the meaning of the words shifts as well. “Each Monday morning at dawn Matt Thompson’s penis will grow to be 1 inch longer for every different man he has fellated in the last week. For every inch of penis length Randy Butler has gained, Matt Thompson’s penis will be 1 inch smaller.”

“What the fuck!?” Matt asks incredulously. He hadn’t written anything like that, and that whole sentence tying his cock size to Randy’s was crazy. At the same time though, the whole thought of it was turning him on. He was going to have to suck tons of guys off if he wanted to keep any cock at all, and the more Randy took, the more dicks he had to suck. “How did this even happen?” he wonders aloud.

Below the sentence he had written, in red ink words appear [YOU LIED TO HIM].

Matt’s feels a shiver run down his spine as he stares at the book. It had answered him. Fuck. That’s impossible, right? “Wait, you can talk? Why are you doing this?”

The previous words fade away, though the paper remains discolored where they had been but new words appear in the same way, [YOU MANIPULATED HIM. ALL MUST USE THE BOOK IN GOOD FAITH. BE A GOOD BOI AND MAYBE YOU WILL BE FORGIVEN.]

“I’m sorry. I won’t do it again!” Matt says, a slight panic in his voice.

[NO, YOU WON’T.]

Matt watches as the book closes on its own, the page of rules appearing within the book. Then he sees the book seem to fade, becoming harder and harder to see. Within a few seconds the book is gone completely, with no visible sign that it was ever there. However, there is still a strange tension in the air. Matt was sure the book isn’t truly gone, but that he can’t see it anymore. He figures this is a part of his punishment, that he’ll not have access to the book, perhaps ever again.

Matt tucks the pen away and heads up the elevator, wanting to get away from there, lest he do something else to piss off the book. Upstairs he finds Randy waiting for him.

“So did you do it?”

“Yeah, I got it so every Monday morning it comes back to me. It took a couple tries to get the wording to something the book would accept, but it went through.”

“Fuck, that’s awesome! That means I can borrow your dick on the weekends and you’ll have it back for the week! I know it’s only Thursday, but do you think I could go ahead and borrow some of it, just to test that it works?”

“Yeah, let’s get back to my dorm room and we’ll give it a try.”

The two men set off for Matt’s dorm, both filled with horny excitement for what’s about to happen. Randy is excited to reclaim at least some size, get a respectable sized cock; while Matt is overwhelmed by the idea of watching his cock shrink away. They walk into Matt’s dorm building and take the elevator up to his floor. The two are leaking into their pants, Randy despite the chill was showing a visible wet spot in the front of his shorts.

The two get in and Randy shucks his shorts even before Matt has closed the door fully. He throws the oversized shirt aside and drops his bag on the ground. “Come on man, get it out, I can’t wait anymore. I feel like I’m going to cum already and I don’t want it to shrink too small!”

Matt undoes his jeans and pulls them down, pushing his underwear down quickly with them. Randy moves towards him, almost feral in his need to grow his cock. He presses his cock against Matt’s and both men moan as the pleasure overwhelms them. Almost immediately they are on edge and Randy is struggling to hold his orgasm back. Matt doesn’t even bother to hold back and instead stares down at his cock. Matt’s cock is rapidly shrinking and the sight of his cock sets Matt off, his cock firing long ropes of cum high into the air. As his cock shrinks, it keeps shooting cum, though the height of each arc rapidly declines. Randy’s cock is growing rapidly as the size transfers from one man to the other.

“Fuck look at your tiny little dick man. Look at it shrink. It’s so tiny and getting smaller. Soon you won’t have anything at all will you?”

Matt shakes his head and replies, “No sir.”

“Of course not, but it isn’t like you need one, do you?”

“No sir, my cock is just there for you to take as you wish.” Matt thinks to himself, “What the fuck? I’ve never been that submissive, but now it’s fucking hottest thing I can imagine.”

“That’s right. You’re just my little cock battery. You ready to give it all to me?”

“Yes sir, take it! Take it all! I don’t need a fucking cock, just take it!”

Randy keeps his cock right there, pressed against Matt as Matt rides that orgasmic wave. Finally, the sensations fade and the pleasure comes to an end. Randy backs up and Matt’s cock is gone, just a flat spot above his balls.

“Now turn over boi, I need to cum, and if I’m going to give that nerd another inch of my fucking cock, I’m going to send it to him as I plow your tight little hole.”

Back in the library, the book fades back into existence, little wisp of smoke drifting from it, curling into the shape of a grin before fading away.

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