My boyfriend’s cock

by CockTFBoi

 While out at a club Nick’s boyfriend, Max, is starting to act a little unusual. After a night of fun and passion, Nick wakes up and discovers the secret that he’s been hiding the whole time.

Added: Jun 2022 6,907 words 1,098 views 4.6 stars (5 votes)

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The music of the club is thrumming throughout my body as I dance in the middle of the floor, surrounded by the crush of all the mostly naked men. Most, including myself, were wearing little more than underwear and shoes. What little cloth we had was in the form of skimpy jockstraps or thongs. Several men were grinding against me in the crowd, I could feel their hard dicks rubbing against me, one even leaving a slimy trail of precum along my thigh as he did.

About that time my boyfriend, Max, walks over, pushing his way through the crowd with a grace that belies his size. The guys who had been grinding on me moved away as he drew near. Max is a veritable mountain of a man, 6’3” with huge muscles, a thick hairy chest, and a magnificent bubble butt. Behind Max is his friend, Bryan, who met us at the club. Bryan is a bit shorter, only 5’10” and his muscles aren’t nearly as big as Max’s but still decent, though he keeps his body nearly hairless. They were both probably the most heavily dressed on the dancefloor, both wearing their jeans.

“How are you doing, babe?” Max says into my ear as he pulls me close. It’s the only way to be heard over the music.

I snake one hand around his waist and reply, “Oh, I had plenty of guys to keep me company.” I give him a wink.

He grins, and wraps one arm around me possessively, as we join with the rest of the writhing mass of humanity that surrounds us and start dancing with one another. Bryan in somewhere nearby grinding with one twink or another, but my focus is on Max and his powerful muscles and sexy ass. With a bottom that magnificent, it’s a good thing he’s a bottom because it would be a shame to waste its glory on a top who would never use it to its full potential.

Our dancing and grinding is getting heavy and my 6-inch cock is straining my jockstrap. I’m starting to get past the point of wanting to continue dancing and want to go fuck him until he can’t walk straight. But before I can suggest that we go find somewhere to fuck, Bryan walks over and whispers something into Max’s ear. Max nods and says something back, but I can’t hear what they’re saying over the loud music.

Max turns around and steps close to me, the flat of his hand rubbing against the bulge in my jockstrap as he brings his lips up to my ear. “Bryan needs me to go keep a look out while he fucks that twink. You know how they’ve been cracking down on sex in the bathrooms here. Won’t take long, Bryan doesn’t usually last long. And then, since I know you’re wanting it so bad, we’ll head back to the apartment, and you can fuck me all night long.”

I try to protest, but Max gives me a kiss, slipping a bit of tongue into my mouth before I can say anything. He pulls away and merrily trots off into the crowd after Bryan. I watch his ass bounce as he moves through the crowd effortlessly and feel my dick throb at the thought of fucking him. And I guess it’s true that they had been cracking down on bathroom sex in the clubs. Probably the city putting pressure on the clubs or something.

About 15 minutes later, I’m getting a little worried about them and head over to the bathrooms. As I get there, Max steps out of the bathroom straightening his shirt nonchalantly. He doesn’t see me at first and wipes his mouth off with the back of his hand. He starts heading towards the dance floor, but then sees me and trots over to me.

“Hey, there you are. Were you getting worried?”

“Maybe a little. Where’s Bryan?” I ask, glancing towards the bathroom door.

“Him and the twink went off to find somewhere more comfortable for round two. Speaking of which, why don’t we head back and get caught up?” I can practically feel his grin against the side of my face.

“Your place?” I ask, my breath catching a bit as I’m feeling so turned on.

“Yeah, it’s closer and I’m not sure I can wait,” he replies.

I don’t waste any time and grab my clothes and make myself at least a bit presentable for the trip back. I turn around and Max is pulling on his shirt and the two of us head out of the club. Once we’re outside, the music is muffled but the bass from inside still resonates through me. Max and I hurry down the sidewalk, half-leaning on each other as we make our way to his apartment building. As we walk, Max wraps one arm around my slim waist and grabs my ass, giving it a good squeeze. Soon I’m returning the favor, and neither of us can keep our hands off one another.

As we pass an alley, Max grabs me and pulls me into the alley and pushes me against the wall. I let off a gasp of surprise, but before I can say anything, Max has his lips pressed against mine in a deep kiss. As he kisses me, he starts grinding his cock against mine through our jeans. I moan into his mouth as he ground against me. I feel his hands on my belt, fumbling with the buckle for a moment before he gets it undone. I try to protest, but he gently bites my lower lip which makes me moan again. He undoes my jeans and reaches in, stroking my cock in long slow strokes. I can feel as my cock twitches and starts coating his hand with my precum.

Max drops to his knees in front of me and takes my cock and playfully smacks it against his cheek a few times. He looks up into my eyes as I lean back against the wall and grins. He leans forward and slurps the head of my cock into his mouth. He pushes forward taking more and more of my cock into his mouth until he’s burying his nose in the trimmed pubes just above my cock. I can hear him take a deep breath, practically drinking in my musk, and then he swallows around the head of my cock. After another couple minutes of him sucking, licking, and swallowing and I can feel my balls tightening up.

“Hey, I’m close,” I say to Max. He looks up at me and winks, takes me right up to the very edge of cumming. Then he pulls off. My cock throbs with need in the cool air as his saliva dries on my turgid flesh.

“Hold that thought, until we get back,” Max says as he stands up. He pulls the pouch of my jockstrap back up over my cock, letting the elastic snap against my waist. I jump a little at the sudden sting, but it makes my cock throb some more. Max walks back out of the alley and onto the sidewalk, and I quickly zip my jeans back up and buckle my belt and hurry to catch up to him.

We hurry towards Max’s place, the blocks seeming to just whizz past as we grope each other through our clothes. Finally, we make it to Max’s apartment building. We make it into the lobby and over to the elevator. We’re waiting impatiently for the elevator, making out as we do. I get in first and push the button for his floor. As the doors close, Max pushes me back against the wall and starts kissing me. He undoes my belt again and shoves my jeans down. My cock is tenting my jockstrap. The elevator dings as we get to his floor, and Max steps back. I move to zip my jeans back up, but he puts a hand on my wrist.

“No, leave it out. It’s not like anyone’s around, and we’re going to whip it right back out in like 30 seconds.”

I nod and follow him out of the elevator as we make the short walk over to his door. He fishes his keys out and unlocks the door. We quickly move into his small apartment. It’s a small efficiency, barely more space than his king size bed, a small desk, and a kitchen area. We pass the door to the bathroom as we move over to the bed. Our faces are practically stuck together as we passionately make out. We break our kiss briefly to pull our shirts off and toss them aside. The two of us resume our embrace and collapse onto the bed together.

Max pushes my jockstrap and jeans down exposing my cock and ass. I use a few pumps of my legs to push them the rest of the way off and toe off my shoes, letting them all clatter to the floor. While I’m doing that, Max has undone his pants and lifting his ass off the bed with his legs in the air, he pulls them and his underwear off in one smooth motion. The two of us resume our making out, pressing our naked bodies against one another, letting our cocks grind against each other. Max’s 9-inch cock is throbbing against mine as we grind.

After a couple minutes of making out and grinding, I can’t hold myself back anymore and shift my position. I lift Max’s legs up over his head and lean down. I let my tongue flick across his hole, letting him squirm a little in pleasure. I repeat it a few more times, each time pressing in a little bit more with my tongue. Soon, I’m in there, eating out his tight hole and loosening him up with my fingers. As I eat him out, I’m stroking his big thick cock, the precum running down his shaft and coating my fingers.

After a few minutes of eating him out, I shift and put the head of my cock against his tight hole. I grab the bottle of lube off his nightstand and squeeze some onto my hand. I smear some onto my dick and then some onto his hole. I use my fingers to push a little into his hole, making sure that he’s lubed up. Then I push, slowly sliding my six inches into his tight hole. Once I’m all the way in, I give Max a few moments to adjust. He uses his ass muscles to give my cock a couple squeezes, grinning at me with a dopey, lust-filled gaze.

I start to fuck him in earnest, thrusting in and out of him, rolling my hips just right to make sure my cock hits all of his most sensitive spots. I pick up my pace, coaxing little moans and gasps from Max with every thrust. He wraps his hand around his cock and is pumping up and down the shaft. Neither of us last very long with the pace of my thrusts and his strokes. Just a few minutes later Max’s moans start getting louder and more desperate and with a few more thrusts all of Max’s muscles start contracting as his cock sprays a huge load of cum across his chest and abs.

The sensation of his ass squeezing down on my cock feels too good and I can’t hold back any longer. I get just a few more thrusts before I slam my cock home and leave it there as I pump my load into his hole. I lean forward and kiss Max a few more times, until I let my cock slip free of his hole and we cuddle up together in the bed. We’re both exhausted and in our post-nut state easily drift off to sleep within a couple minutes.

I come to some time later. It’s dark, I can’t seem to move very much, and it feels hot and humid wherever I am. My nose is filled with the musky smell of the dried cum from the night before, but it seems so much more potent than last night. I struggle in place for a couple minutes before I’m able to work my head free. I blink in the dim light that is coming through around the edges of the blackout curtains on the windows. Looks like I got tangled up in the sheets on Max’s bed, and now that I’m a little more awake I can free myself the rest of the way easily.

Max isn’t in the bed, but the sounds of the shower running coming from the bathroom gives me a good idea where he is. I climb off the bed and pad over towards the bathroom door. I pause a few feet away because I hear two voices coming from the bathroom. The door to the bathroom is cracked open ever so slightly and I quietly approach it, trying to hear what they’re saying over the sound of shower.

“Listen, I like him, but I don’t think he’s quite ready to know about you,” Max’s voice comes through as I eavesdrop from the door.

“You’ll need to find a way to do it soon. You can’t keep lying to him, and when he does learn about me it’ll make things so much worse. He deserves to know what he’s in for if he’s going to have a serious relationship with you.” It takes me a moment, but then I recognize that voice. It’s Bryan!

That fucker! Max is fucking cheating on me with Bryan! I never should have trusted him! My blood is boiling, and my pulse is throbbing in my ears as my anger burns within me. I rip the door wide open and step into the doorway. “Listen here you motherfu—” I stop midsentence as I take in the scene in front of me.

Max and Bryan are standing in the shower, clearly visible through the glass shower wall, their bodies pressed together Bryan’s ass pressed up against Max’s crotch. Not only is he fucking cheating on me, he snuck Bryan in and is fucking his ass in the shower while I was asleep in the next fucking room! They’re looking at me and their eyes are wide with shock.

Max flings the shower door open and says “Hey! Wait! This isn’t what you think!” He moves towards me, but something looks off about his body. Between my anger and the situation, it takes me a couple moments to realize his cock isn’t hanging between his legs.

“Okay, Nick, listen,” Max starts, “ummm, so Bryan and I have a bit of a relationship, but not a romantic one.” He sees my face and quickly backtracks, “Okay, relationship is the wrong word. So, I guess the best way to put it is that Bryan is my cock, and I’m his.”

“Wait, what? What the fuck does that even mean?” I say, flabbergasted.

“Let’s go sit on the bed, all three of us, and relax for a moment. Just keep an open mind for the moment, okay.”

I nod a little, though still remaining pissed at both of them, but at least willing to hear what crazy lie he’s going to tell me to try to weasel his way out of this. I sit on the edge of the bed and Max sits down next to me. Bryan remains standing, leaning against the kitchen counter. Now that I have a moment, I realize that Bryan has no cock. No pussy either, just a blank spot where you’d normally expect at least something.

“Okay, so Bryan and I were cursed a few years ago…”

“Cursed? Really? Like a fairy tale?” I retort, clearly, he thinks I’m stupid.

“Yes, a curse. We were out cruising at a club, looking for some guys to hook up with. Well, we were assholes to this one nerdy looking guy who was clearly into Bryan. Not just rejected him but embarrassed him in front of everyone. Well, he must have known some sort of magic I guess, because after we did that, he muttered some words. When we woke up the next day, neither of us had a cock anymore. Instead, if either of us wants to cum, the other has to become his cock.”

“Are you serious? This is fucking crazy!” I saw, standing up.

“It’s completely serious. I mean look, I don’t have a cock. You saw my cock last night, and now I don’t have one. And that’s because my cock is standing over there.” Max gestures over to Bryan. “Listen, I was going to tell you, but it’s a bit out there, you have to admit. You’re important to me, and I didn’t want to scare you off.”

“I need some time to process this,” I say. I grab my clothes and pull them on. Max is still sitting on the bed, his face is tense, and it’s clear that he’s worried about this. “I’ll call you back later. This is a lot to take in.” I walk out the door and start heading back to my apartment, now feeling very confused and conflicted. How do you handle it when your boyfriend introduces his cock to you, and it turns out to be another guy?

I walk home practically on autopilot as I try to wrap my head around the whole concept that Bryan is Max’s cock. It’s trippy, like whoever heard of something like that, a man turning into a cock. My brain is running a million miles an hour trying to figure out how something like that could be possible. I know they said it was a curse, but that can’t be real. Magic is just stage tricks and sleight of hand. People can’t really be cursed, can they?

Eventually I make it home, still in a daze, and set down my stuff. I strip off my dirty clothes and toss them onto the pile of clothes that need to be washed. Without even pulling on any clothes, I sit down in front of my laptop and start searching. If this is real, there has to be something out there about it. There’s no way anyone could keep shit like that a secret.

I start by looking for “man turning into cock,” which gives me surprising a lot of hits. As I look through the hits though, most of it is photoshopped pictures and stories. They all look to be fantasies though, nothing that looks like it’s real. Some of the stuff is a little out there, but nothing seems to line up with what Max said. I change gears and search for “magic curses” instead. This is similarly fruitless, mostly stories and things for fantasy games.

I spend another hour searching various terms until I finally come across something promising. The website is titled “Curses for dealing with the Dicks in your life.” There are a bunch of curses with strange names listed, but at the top is a large warning: “Be cautious in employing any of these curses! Cursing someone always comes at a cost and doing so against an undeserving target amplifies this cost.” I scroll through the curses, checking for any that catch my eye, until near the bottom I spot “Man-Cock Curse.”

Clicking the link, I skim the page. There are a lot of words I don’t understand, references to words, items, even tools that I’ve never heard of. From what I can understand it looks to do what Max described. Makes two men into the cocks for each other and keeping them dickless otherwise. There are some warnings about curse instability. Something about a complex curse like this can change and evolve over time, but the specifics of how it can change are way over my head. Then at the bottom of the page, I see a section that says, “How to remove Curse.” I click the link to go to the page. My heart sinks a bit as the window loads up a video of a rather annoying song instead of something about the curse.

I click the back button, to at least try to make heads or tails of what this curse my boyfriend has is. Instead of the page loading, it just keeps taking me back to the video. Even going back through the history, all the pages just redirect me to the video again and again. I search for the site again and find it, but when I click the link, it just takes me directly to the video.

I slam the laptop closed and let out a long, frustrated sigh. I lean back in my chair staring at the ceiling. So maybe this thing is real. At least it would explain their lack of cocks. Dicks don’t just disappear, do they? Well, I guess if Max’s curse is real, anything could be, I guess. That’s beside the point though, if Max really is cursed, then that means that Bryan is too. And that Bryan has been there, watching and I guess participating every time we’ve had sex. It was like an unwitting three-way. I wonder if they can like talk to each other while they’re attached or something. I’m sure it’s weird to have a guy as your cock, but also the idea is making me feel hot.

I look down, and my 6-incher is standing at full attention, a faint glint of precum sitting at the tip. Fuck, I’m feeling more turned on by this than I thought. I did always think Bryan was hot, if a little bit of a jerk. The thought of him shrinking down to become Max’s 9-incher was hot. I wrap my hand around my cock, making a few slow strokes to it as I continue to think. Last night in the club. Bryan and Max ran off with that twink to the bathroom. Max said he was going to “keep watch” but I guess really, he had gone to become Bryan’s cock. I gasp as a thick, heavy bead of precum spurts from the head of my cock. Fuck, I hadn’t really thought about that before, Max shrinking down to be Bryan’s cock. Turning into Bryan’s dick and fucking some twink in the bathroom right there. The twink not even knowing he was actually getting fucked by two men. I wonder how big Max is as a cock. Bryan is so much shorter, yet he becomes a nice big 9-incher. I bet Max is even bigger, at least 10 inches, maybe more.

I’m still stroking my cock, just imagining Max shrinking down into Bryan’s cock. Then Bryan coming up to me, spreading my legs wide, and pressing Max against my hole. The thought of Bryan grinning down at me as he pushes Max inside me, and then fucking me hard with my own boyfriend, has me going wild. I gasp as the first rope of cum goes rocketing out of my cock and landing in my hair and across my face. I can only hold my eyes closed to keep the cum out of them as the next pulse sends more onto my nose and across my mouth. Then a third hits my chin. My cock keeps pulsing, shooting smaller ropes with each quiver.

As the intense pleasure of the orgasm starts to fade, my body is shaking with pleasure and exhaustion. My head feels a little fuzzy and I feel weak all over. I wipe the cum away from my eyes and blink a few times to make sure they’re clear. The rest of my cum is slowly cooling on my body, most pooling on my smooth stomach and around my navel. I glance around the room, there’s no towel nearby, so I shuffle into the bathroom and flip on the lights. I turn the shower on and stand at the sink while I wait for it to warm up.

Did I really just jack off to that? The post-nut clarity feels a little awkward, I can barely believe that I did that. Yet, it was very hot, and the idea of Bryan or Max turning into a cock still feels hot. Fuck, even if this shit isn’t real, I feel like I might be looking up more of that fantasy porn later. I step into the shower, it doesn’t get that warm, but warm enough that I’m not going to freeze. I quickly wash the cum off of me and get myself cleaned up completely. As I’m soaping up my cock, I can feel it start to chub up again. The suds help my hand glide up and down my smooth pole and I find myself stroking again.

I catch myself and stop. I can’t spend the whole day just jacking off. I need to get some stuff done. I wonder what the transformation looks like. I shake my head a little to try to clear it. If I start thinking about that, I’ll never get out of the shower. I finish rinsing off and step out and start toweling off. My cock is rock hard, and I’m trying my hardest to ignore it.

I walk out into my bedroom and grab a bright red jockstrap out of my dresser. I pull it on and walk over to my phone. I see half a dozen missed calls from Max. Some from over an hour ago. I look up at the time, and it hasn’t been that long. Did I just not hear it or something? No voicemail though, so I call him back.

“Hello?” Bryan answers the phone.

“Hey, it’s Nick. Can ummm, can Max talk right now?” I ask. Still a little hesitant about mentioning anything.

“Uh, not really,” Bryan grunts a little. “He’s a bit… speechless at the moment. I could have him give you a call back in a while. Unless you want to come give me a hand, or more”

I freeze, realizing that Max is probably Bryan’s cock right now. Is he fucking someone, or is he just jacking off. My cock is rock hard, stretching the pouch of my jockstrap.

“Haha, you like the thought of that don’t you?” Bryan says. “I can practically hear your arousal. Listen, why don’t you come back over, and you can get even closer to Max than you thought you ever could.”

Before I can even respond, the call ends. I look down at the tent in my jock, and the slowly growing wet spot. He’s right, I do want to go over there. Cleaning and shopping can wait until tomorrow, I need to get back over there. Maybe afterwards we can all talk this out and figure out how to make this relationship work.

I throw on a clean shirt and pants and grab my shoes. My cock is still hard as I finish getting dressed. I quickly grab the rest of my stuff and head out the door. I grab a cab and head back across town to Max’s apartment. The ride is short, but still, I feel like the taxi driver is staring at me. Like somehow, he knows that I’m going to go suck off my boyfriend’s friend. I’m still hard, so maybe he noticed my erection. I try to ignore it and just stare out the window for the rest of the ride.

We finally pull up to Max’s building and I pay the cab driver. I walk over to the panel next to the door and push the button for Max’s place. The little speaker crackles to life and I hear Bryan’s voice say, “Took you long enough.” The speaker cuts back off as the door buzzes. I bound over to the door and pull it open, moving quickly to the elevator, and push the button to call it. It feels like an eternity before the elevator shows up, but it finally does. I ride the elevator up and knock on Max’s door.

I can hear movement inside, and then the deadbolt clicks and the door swings open. Bryan is standing there, cock in hand, stroking it. His cock is massive. I thought that Max would be bigger than Bryan as a cock, but I wasn’t prepared for just how much bigger. Max’s cock form was easily a foot long, and incredibly thick. I felt my knees go weak just looking at that monster.

“Get the fuck in here, idiot,” Bryan says.

I realize I’ve been gawking at him from the hallway, and quickly move into the apartment. Bryan closes the door behind me and stands against the wall, still stroking his cock. I turn to face him and sink to my knees, letting my fingers trace down his stocky, muscular frame. He takes his cock and lightly slaps it against my cheek a few times, leaving a long trail of precum. I flick my tongue out, taking a taste of the precum off the tip of his cock.

“Mmmm, that’s a good boi. You like the taste of my pre, don’t you?” Bryan says as he rubs the head of his cock against my lips, smearing his precum onto my lips.

I nod and open my mouth for his colossal cock. He shifts his hips forward, letting his cock slide into my mouth. He keeps pushing it in, further and further. I can feel it push into my throat, stretching it out. I want to gag, but I can’t. Soon my nose is buried against the smooth skin above his cock, his stomach pressed against my forehead. His hand snakes around to the back of my head, holding me in place. I can’t breathe around his cock and start to panic a little. Then he releases my head and pulls back.

“Your mouth does feel good, but I think you need to be fucked.” He pulls me up to my feet and spins me around, pushing me towards the wall behind me. “Undo your pants,” he commands, and I rush to comply. As soon as I have the zipper down, he pulls my pants down, exposing my ass framed by my jockstrap. He lines his cock up with my hole and squeezes some precum onto it. I can feel my hole tingling as he rubs his precum onto me with the head of his cock. Before I can ask about that, he starts pressing his cock into me.

I gasp, the pleasure is intense as the thick dick slowly glides into me. There’s no pain despite its size, just pleasure. He grips the waistband of the jockstrap and tugs on it, pulling my ass backwards onto his dick. I moan loudly, unable to control myself.

“Hah! I knew you were really a bottom at heart. You just needed the right dick in you.” Bryan starts to pull back and gets into a rhythm.

His cock is pressing against my prostate, causing me to leak precum into the fabric of my jockstrap. He begins picking up the pace, and it all just feels so good. I reach down and grab my cock through my jockstrap to pull it out. Bryan’s big hand grabs my elbow and pulls it back, ripping my hand away from my cock.

“No no no, you don’t get to play with that right now. I’m close and I’m going to shoot the biggest fucking load into this tight ass of yours.”

I still want to stroke my cock, but Bryan’s command seemed to have sunk in. Despite what I want, I can’t bring myself to grab a hold of my cock. The pace of his fucking picks up, it felt good against my prostate. Just a constant wave of pleasure as he rubbed against it. It felt like I was constantly on the verge of cumming, and yet still miles away from it.

With a roar, Bryan slams his dick all the way into me, and I can feel the warmth spreading within me as his cum flooded my guts. After a few long moments, he pulls out, letting his cock flop free. I can feel the warm cum running down my leg as it leaked from my stretched hole.

I turn around and see Bryan standing there, but his cock is rapidly changing. It’s growing in size rapidly, his balls seeming to unfurl into two small legs that quickly grow, his shaft seeming to split apart as two arms form and the details of a human torso rapidly form, and the head of his cock reshaping and growing hair. At the same time, it quickly grows out until Max is standing there, still attached by his ass to Bryan’s crotch.

Max’s eyes snap open and he looks at me. His eyes go wide, and then he spins around, glaring at Bryan. “I fucking told you to leave him the fuck alone!” Max shouts at Bryan.

Bryan just stands there smirking back, “Yeah, well he came calling and I can’t help that he wanted my dick so bad.”

“You asshole, you know he couldn’t help it! You still did the one thing I fucking told you not to do! You know very well what’s going to fucking happen to him now.”

I’m sitting there confused, wondering what they’re talking about, when I feel a tingling start to spread outwards from my hole. “Ummm, whatever it is, I think it’s starting…” I say, feeling a little sheepish.

“Fuck! Okay Nick, the important thing is to try to remain calm. So, part of the curse is when either of us top a guy, it temporarily changes him. Now you don’t need to worry, I’m going to keep you safe through this. You’ll only be like this for an hour or so, and then change back,” Max tries to calmly say to me.

“Okay, but what is about to happen? How am I going to change?” I ask, incredulously.

“I can’t tell you that, because the change is up to Bryan over there. When he came in you, he had some sort of change in mind. He couldn’t have cum otherwise. So, Bryan, why don’t you tell us how you’re changing him,” Max says as he looks over at Bryan, his voice and his eyes filled with anger.

“Oh, I think I like it better if it’s a surprise,” Bryan says, a malicious grin on his face.

I can tell Max is about to say something, but then I feel a pang. I grab my stomach. My stomach feels empty, like there’s nothing inside of me. My legs start shifting, moving on their own towards each other. Max notices and moves quickly, pulling my shoes off. He manages to pull one of my socks off, but then my feet come together. I try to move them apart, but I can’t seem to get them apart. I hear the sound of fabric tearing, and soon I can feel my bare feet touching. The changes continue though, my feet seem to meld together, smoothing out into until my legs are one solid loop. I can feel my bones flexing and bending and the skin of my legs starts to change color into a bright blue. I touch them, and though I can still feel through them, they feel like plastic.

I want to explore more, but my arms, suddenly straighten out and go down next to my sides. They rapidly shift into plastic pegs, attached to something below me. I’m pretty sure whatever they’re attached to is a part of me, probably my ass, but I can’t tell for certain. It’s a little freaky as my arms detach from my shoulders completely as they finish changing. Max is alternating between glaring at Bryan and looking at my transforming form. The hollowness inside of me seems to be growing.

“Okay,” says Max, “it might be longer than a hour. So, the thing is whatever you’re turned into has to be used and get cummed on before you can change back. Well from what I can see, it’s going to take more than just me jacking off on you to turn you back. Bryan, what the fuck? If you were going to be an asshole and transform him, couldn’t you have done like a dildo or something?”

“I mean, yeah, I could have. But why do that, when this would be so much more fun.” Bryan is standing over in the kitchen area now, laughing to himself as I continue to change.

“Wait, what am I changing into?” I ask.

“He’s turned you into a fucking cock cage.” Max quietly gets up, and moves over behind Bryan. He shoves his crotch against Bryan’s ass and both men shudder as a wave of pleasure hits them.

“Hahaha, I figured you’d do this. It’s what I fucking wanted bro. I thought it’d be a fun change of pace,” Bryan says, even as his body starts to rapidly shrink.

“You could have just asked, and we buy one, rather than changing my fucking boyfriend,” Max says, holding onto Bryan’s shoulders as he changes.

My perspective starts to shift rapidly as I start shrinking. As I shrink my whole torso rapidly changes to plastic, large gaps forming between bands of plastic. I feel my face push forward as it changes. The world doesn’t disappear, but it becomes fuzzy and indistinct for a few seconds. I hear a clatter as I tip forward and realize that I’ve come apart.

The sensation of lying in several pieces on the floor is disorienting. I can see the ring that was my legs laying nearby, and a peg that I recognize as one of my arms next to it. I can’t really look around, stuck with a limited perspective. A few minutes go by as I hear shifting and movement coming from where Max and Bryan were. Finally, Max’s hands come into view, and he picks up my pieces. He sets my cage part, that I’m looking from down on the table, looking towards him.

I can’t move or communicate, but I watch as he takes the ring piece and puts it around the base of his cock. I can feel the warmth of his body on my legs. He slides my arms that became pegs into a plate, which feels like he’s touching my butt. He pushes them through holes on the ring and fits another plate on the front side. He reaches over and grabs a black peg from the table, and I feel a burst of pleasure. I’d be moaning if I had a mouth, as that peg is apparently my cock. He slides my cock-peg through another hole, and it feels nice.

Then he lifts up my cage, bringing me to his face and says, “Okay, I know this is weird, but I’ll try to get you back to normal as soon as I can. I’m pretty sure once I have you on, you’ll be able to talk to me, at least that’s how it works with Bryan. Just try to focus on thinking words at me.”

With that he gives my cage a quick kiss, and then slides the head of his cock, or I guess Bryan’s head, into my cage piece. It feels intense. Like getting fucked with a dick bigger than your body. It takes a while to cram all of Bryan’s length up inside of me, but eventually I feel the pegs of my arms and dick slide through the corresponding holes on my cage-body.

“Fuck, Bryan, you didn’t make a lock. How am I supposed to keep him on?” Max asks.

Then I hear Bryan’s voice echoing through my mind, “He won’t need a lock, just give him a moment.”

As he says that I can feel a shift in myself. I am able to look around a little bit now and straining I can look over the top of my cage to my base. The pegs of my arms and dick shift and seem to flow together with the other parts of me that they’re touching. Within a few moments, I’m just a solid piece of plastic encasing my boyfriend’s sentient dick. How the fuck did I end up in this mess?

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