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Rated: GC · Interactive · LGBTQ+ · #1194328
A 17 year old guy is shrunk in the guy's locker room. M/M shrinking story.
This choice: "Hey Dean, mind washing my back and crack?"  •  Go Back...
Chapter #5

What friends are for

    by: Zan Author IconMail Icon
"Hey Dean, mind washing my back and crack? I can't quite get round there" Luke asks his bast pal, offering him the lathered wash cloth.

By now, most of the guys had already left the showers, eager to get home. "Sure dude, you need a good scrub down there anyway. I've had my head next to that thing in practice and boy does it stink" Dean replies laughing.

"Oh yeah? Well, your the guy to do it!" Luke says, turning round and giving his rump cheek a good slap, shaking your prison a little.

Dean walks up to Luke's back and begins to scrub away, working the cloth and his free hand over the thick, smooth skin of his friends back. He brings his body closer, sharing the body heat that radiates off of the tense muscle. Luke feels Dean's breath on his shoulder carrying the scent of cola as he continues to work his way down, ever nearing the clenching buttocks that conceal you within their sweaty embrace.

Eventually Dean is rubbing at Luke's ass cheeks, working the soft flesh under his grip and cleansing
away the layers of grime and body odor that cling to the other jock. As the cheeks are pulled and massaged you slowly slide down deeper into the stinking pit. Your belly slides against Luke's rubbery hole, smearing it with a thick yet clear slime that reeks of crap. It brushes up your chest at it soon lays just below your chin, the smell of pure ass choking you. Your legs now kick freely, hanging from the might crack while your face is pushed against the rancid pucker. Another gently squeeze from Luke and your lips are forced up to the slimy ring giving it a deep kiss.

Dean's hand suddenly pries open the humid cavern releasing the sweaty odor into his now rather close face. He lets out a quiet "Whoa" at the powerful musk that emanates from his friends well build rump. As his hand sweeps into the bare, naked crack you fall out harmlessly into his open palm.

He looks down at your sweat-sodden form and smiles.

You have the following choices:

1. Dean brings you to Lukes attention

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2. Dean slips you into his ass

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