This choice: Back to his bedroom, probably to have some single player fun. • Go Back...Chapter #6Trapped At The Tip by: Vickers   By the time Ron got to his bedroom light was peaking into your moist, fleshy prison. Words could nor describe the relief you felt knowing that this godlike teen had showered recently. It made an unpleasant situation survivable. Your brother Dan was rather hygienic himself thankfully but on the days he hadn't showered or bathed yet you knew from experience how easily an extra layer of hell could be placed down. One could only guess how much worse a young adult like Ron could smell.
Still, this wasn't the time to rest easy. You were in a very comprised position, stuck under an 18 year old man's foreskin, resting on the plum sized head of his cock. The scale of everything, especially with you at the size of a pencil eraser, it struck awe into your very psyche. Truth be told you were petrified. Ron probably didn't even know you were there.
This was made doubly apparent when you realized that he was taking his clothes off, and you swore that you felt his entire cock shake when his massive balls fell free from his basketball shorts. But the worst was yet to come. Literally and figuratively.
It started slow at first, as Ron crawled backward onto his bed, forcing gravity below you for the first time in several minutes as he began to jack his massive, uncut, 14 inch erection skyward. You felt these ministrations as rapidly swaying back and forth, foreskin squeezing and releasing you as his hand moved forward and back away from your prison at a rapid pace. Before long he was letting out quiet moans, and pre started to dribble down from his slit and into your grotto. The viscous liquid displaced you from your position at the deepest part of his foreskin. Soon the motions of his self pleasure pushed out and on top of his tip.
You thrashed in vain to dive off the side but your left leg became caught in Ron's mighty urethra. It's diameter was easily larger than an enclosed waterpark slide you'd been to a few years ago. It was an uncomfortable comparison. This wasn't your first time in such specific peril around the male anatomy, but you had never been so small before. Ron probably wouldn't know that you were even there, and you couldn't be unshrunk while you were inside someone. At least, not completely. Not to the point where you could cause yourself or whoever you were riding in injury. It was all part of this sick curse.
But despite your existential terror an unaware Ron was continuing to get to his carnal goal. Up above he was gritting his teeth, and his pre was beginning to flow out of his cock in spurts. Soon, the beginnings of actual climax. Your other leg slipped into the slit, and you realized that you were about to see the inside of someone else's balls besides your brother's for once.
As if it could get any worse, you realized at that moment that Ron was about to do something that was going to be incredibly inconvenient.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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