Fixing the Problem

Will groaned and gasped as he gyrated his tight, muscular ass up and down the glistening length of Tom's cock, losing himself to the exquisite sensation of the pulsing, iron hard dick forcing the hot quivering walls of his ass open with each bounce. Tom lay beneath him, lazily thrusting his hips up to meet each descent, his eyes half closed as he enjoyed his boyfriend's sweet butt.

Will, lost in a haze of pleasure from the constant hammering against his prostate, lowered his muscled arms from where he'd had them crossed behind his head, letting his fingers skip along his taught abs as he reached towards the bulging, precum soaked pouch of the stylish red jockstrap that hugged his trim waist and straining muscular thighs. Tom's eyes narrowed in annoyance as Will rubbed the straining, slick fabric, squeezing it and grinding the bulge against his palm. The already barely adequate covering suddenly slid sideways, and Will's obscenely massive cock and heavy balls popped free, landing against Tom's six pack with a heavy wet slap. The noise broke Will out of his dick fugue, and he looked down sheepishly as his 11-inch dong drooled precum across his boyfriend. 

"Oh fuck, sorry, sorry" he said, trying awkwardly to get the now rock-hard monster and pendulous balls back into the tiny jock, and failing. 

Tom grabbed him by the hips and pushed him down, sending his far more average sized cock deep into Will as he slammed down with a surprised gasp of pleasure. 

"Ohhhh fucfucfuc" Will began to stammer, as his cock began to twitch in his hand. 

Tom stared at it, admiringly the undeniable beauty of it - it was the perfect cock, shapely, well veined, with a slight upwards curve and a glistening, plum sized head nestled in the silky, soft foreskin that could glide up and down the thick shaft, while the heavy egg sized balls hung heavy inside what was probably the nicest ball sac Tom had ever seen. It was a fucking beautiful cock, which was not out of place on his impressively handsome boyfriend, who was currently starting to spasm, the defined, symmetrical muscles straining beneath the fair, smooth skin, all over his classically athletic body, with only some sexy smatterings of light black hairs forming shapely contrast with the rest of his naturally smooth physique. There was really no denying that Will was fucking gorgeous, and by rights anyone should have felt blessed to have a cock that incredible. 

But as much as Tom appreciated it's beauty, it also annoyed him. 

As he glared at it, Will's back arched and with a whimper, the orgasm that Tom had so expertly triggered wracked his body. The mighty cock gave a powerful lurch in Will's hands, and seemed to swell even larger, the swollen balls pulling up slightly. Without having even been so much as stroked, Will began to cum, thick white ropes of spunk firing out and coating Tom's broad pecs and neck with an obscene coating of hot jism. Will collapsed backwards, panting, his huge dong still pumping thick rivulets of cream that ran down the long expanse of twitching shaft.

Tom waited for a couple of seconds, then in one smooth motion, moved up onto his knees, while spreading Will's legs by the ankles. Tom pushed forward, lifting Will's tight ass upwards, his cock still buried inside the hot silky fluttering tunnel, and leaned over his boyfriend, watching the giant cock slap against his chest as Tom began to fuck the upturned ass with long, deep strokes. He watched the thick blobs of cum drip off his chest, pooling in the upturned cleft of the perfect butt, each long stroke of his own dick working Will's cum back into his own hungry ass. Will gazed lovingly at his blond boyfriend, rhythmically squeezing the rings of muscle in his slick hole, milking and massaging Tom's cock. With a growl, Tom pushed in as deep as he could, and began to cum. Will groaned in pleasure as the white-hot load flooded his insides, and he pulled Tom down onto him, kissing him as he was bred.

After a few minutes, Will whispered "Th at was awesome. I love you". 

Tom leaned back and slowly dragged his softening dick out of the tight grip of Will's hole, and it emerged with a pop. Will immediately twisted round and wrapped his lips around the cock that had just fucked the cum out of him, sucking and licking it dry as Tom lay back. When it was done, Will lay down beside him, his head on Tom's still sticky chest. Tom sighed pointedly, and Will glanced up.

"So, what was all this" Tom gestured to his glistening cum covered body and the thick drooling cock that draped across Will's thighs.

Will hung his head slightly "Sorry, I didn't mean to, I just wanted to rub my balls but it all just... got loose."

"I thought you said the tighter jocks meant you didn't get completely hard. That's definitely not what I saw." Tom said as he gently ran his fingertips over the meaty schlong.

"I mean, it sort of does, I don't even really notice... I kinda get a bit lost enjoying your cock..." Will said, adjusting his balls.

Tom let out a bemused chuckle. "What fucking irony eh? The perfect specimen of a man, with the most impressive cock in the history of cocks, and he's a total power bottom who doesn't even touch the damn thing."

Will rolled his eyes. "Look it's not a contest, I love your cock, and everyone knows that mine is purely decorative, so you shouldn't feel so self..." he trailed off as he noticed the glint of danger in Tom's eyes. "What I mean is, your cock is the real one in this relationship. Just ignore mine, like I do." he said hurriedly.

Tom gave Will's cock a playful slap. "It's not exactly easy to ignore. Especially when it's punching me in the guts like a baseball bat or drowning me in spunk."

"I'm sorry babe. I'll... I'll make sure it stays covered next time. I promise." Will said, with such genuine remorse that Tom laughed. 

"Well, you better tuck it away then" he said. 

Will glanced at him confused for a moment, before gasping in delight as Tom spun him face down, straddled his thighs, and slowly sank his raging boner smoothly into Will's upturned ass, both men groaning in pleasure.

*****

Tom carefully tied the blindfold around Will's eyes. The muscular stud was spread eagle on the bed, his hands and ankles tied to the corners, a gag in his mouth. Tom gazed down and his eyes narrowed as he stared at the towering cock standing almost straight upright. "How's that Will? You nice and secure?"

Will mumbled something through the ball gag and strained at the ropes that held him down, clearly turned on by the whole situation.

"I'll take that as a yes. So, I guess you want me to use you now that I have you all tied up like a little bitch, right?" Tom teased. 

Will nodded frantically, and his hole twitched in the spread cleft of his perfect butt.

"Trouble is, you're not a little bitch, are you?", Tom taunted. Will nodded hesitantly, still turned on, but confused with where this was going. Tom gently ran his fingers along Will's cock. "This isn't a little bitch cock. But luckily, I have an idea..." Tom continued. 

"Ok come on in" Tom yelled out, and moments later Will heard the bedroom door open, and someone enter the room. The stranger let out a low whistle of admiration and then there was a whispered conversation that he couldn't make out. He couldn't decide if he was more turned on or betrayed - in the whole 2 years of their relationship, they'd never fooled around with anyone else, and while he wasn't jealous or threatened, he did think it would have been the sort of thing they should have discussed first. The mattress shifted as Tom and the stranger got on the bed beside him, and despite himself, his cock drooled some precum. 

"Ok, I need you to hold still now" Tom whispered, his hands cradling Will's head. Will gave a small start and struggled a little as a strange pair of hands began to firmly squeeze his cock, inspecting it, and cupping and lifting his balls. 

"Trust me" Tom whispered, his mouth beside Will's ear. 

Will let his body relax, his love for his boyfriend calming any concerns he might have had. He heard Tom say "Ok", and suddenly he felt a sharp sting in the skin right behind his balls. There was a moment of discomfort, like pressure somewhere in the muscles of his groin, and then a sudden icy tingling that spread deep inside his pelvis. It was unpleasant and he began to struggle, mumbling uselessly into the gag, as Tom made gentle shushing noises. Then there was another painful sting, this time right at the base of his cock, and again the icy cold began to spread out, making him squirm. A total of 6 times this happened, and by the end he was squirming in discomfort, his entire cock crawling with ice cold pins and needles. he began mewling pitifully into the gag, scared and confused. He heard the stranger say, "Give it about 15 minutes to finish." as Tom led the stranger out of the room.

Will strained at the ropes helplessly, twisting as the icy burn radiated along his cock for what seemed like ages. It was horrible and he didn't know what he'd done to deserve this sort of abuse or what was happening. In his imagination, all sorts of horror scenarios played out, humiliating tattoos or outrageous piercings, although they were all still erotic in a way that he couldn't really reconcile with the discomfort and very unsexy situation he was now in. Slowly, the freezing, painful tingling began to die down and fade, until he could barely feel it at all. He still squirmed, angry and over this whole fucked up situation, and tried to rotate his body. As he twisted, he felt something he hadn't noticed early roll across his thigh, soft and heavy. He twisted again, and it slapped lightly against his other hip. He tried to buck and knock it off, but he couldn't seem to shift it. He was so focused on this small task that he didn't even notice that Tom had returned until he felt him kiss his forehead, startling him and setting off a burst of loud incoherent mumblings.

"Relax, sexy. Relax..." Tom said gently. "You're ok". 

Will shouted angrily through the gag.

"Ok, just calm the fuck down or I'll leave you here all night" Tom threatened gently. Will fell silent, his chest still heaving as he breathed heavily through flaring nostrils, trying to keep his rage or panic under control.

"Good boy. So, I'm gonna take the blindfold off now, ok? Just relax.". 

Will glared up at Tom as the blindfold fell away, then glanced down at himself in concern. He couldn't see anything, not the piercings or tattoos or acupuncture needles he'd been imagining. Just his now soft and slightly fear shrunken cock, still remarkably prominent flaccid, laying across his groin and his straining muscles. He glared back up at Tom, confused. Tom smiled at him. 

"So, I figured out how to help you keep your problem under control" he said calmly, as he grabbed one of Will's jockstraps and began untying his feet, pulling the jock slowly up his legs once they were freed. "It's all good when you have everything nice and covered, but as soon as you start to get hard it just gets out of hand. So... " he explained, as he pulled the jock up Will's hips, "I fixed the problem." As he said this, he wrapped his hand around Will's long, fat, soft cock and hefty balls, stuffing them forcefully it into the tight pouch.

But Will felt nothing. 

It was like his cock wasn't connected to his body. He could see it being gripped, adjusted, see it bulging against the fabric, but he couldn't feel anything at all. His eyes widened in confusion, as Tom grinned. He reached into the jock and let the tip of Will's cock loll limply out. Then, he lowered his mouth to it and wrapped his lips around the soft spongy head. Will could see Tom's tongue swirling around inside his mouth as he sucked and teased the end of his cock. But he couldn't feel anything, not even the pressure of Tom's lips. 

Tom stared at him as he let the cock flop lifelessly from his mouth, then began to run his fingernail round the flared corona. It should have been overwhelming... but there was not a single hint of sensation. Tears began to glisten in Will's hazel eyes as they filled with panic, and he seemed on the verge of hyperventilating. Tom couldn't help but be turned on by the sight of this tall, perfect, muscular man reduced to a tiny, scared boy... but he only wanted to tease, not torture. Tom reached behind Will's head and eased off the gag gently. 

Will let out a sob. "What did you do? Tom what did you do?" he asked, scared. 

Tom stared at him with a deadpan expression and said matter-of-factly "I killed your cock. Now you don't have to worry about it. Balls too. They'll wither and fall off in a few days and then you'll be a sexy nullo like in all those weird sex stories online."

As terror and panic began to twist Will's handsome features, Tom burst out laughing and wrapped his arms around him. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding, don't freak out". 

Will stayed tense, his face a knot of confusion. "But i can't feel anything. And who was that man???" And what did he..." he stammered.

Tom cut him off "It was Jeff. Our dentist." 

Will blinked, not knowing what to do with this information. 

"He gave your cock a few injections of lidocaine all along the nerves and the root. Thats the stuff they give you for root canals. It completely shuts down the nerves, for about 12 hours. In your mouth it means you don't feel the drills. In your groin and penile nerves, it means you don't feel anything... and even better, you can't get hard. It paralyses it completely," Tom explained, "So this fella..." he wiggled the large, flaccid member back and forth for effect "is going to stay nice and soft no matter what I do to you, no matter how horny you are, no matter how much you need to get off, and no matter how much you play with it" and he forced it neatly into the pouch of the jock and began untying Will's hands. 

Once free, Will tentatively reached for the pouch and ran his fingers over it. Then he rubbed it. Then he gently squeezed the heavy bulge. Nothing. Not a hint of sensation, and not a twitch of movement, or growth. Just totally nothing.

Tom put his hand on Will's sculpted chest. "Are you ok?" he asked gently. Will stared into the distance, silent, and Tom began, for the first time, to fear that maybe he'd messed up.

"I promise it's only 12 hours, probably less actually... Jeff said your cock is so thick he didn't have enough" Tom continued, trying to reassure him. Still, silence. 

"He was very impressed by the way. I think he was almost tempted to play with it. Imagine what his wife would say." Tom grinned tentatively, but Will just glared at him, and the grin faltered. 

"Look I just thought it would be hot and kinda exciting and you always say you don't even care about your cock, and we should just ignore it, and now you can, and..." Tom faltered again and clenched his jaw. This was not going quite as sexily as he'd hoped. 

"Will? Are you ok? Come on, please just talk to me... I... I just thought it..." Tom went quiet, not sure what to say, hanging his head slightly.
 
Will stared at him for a moment. His hand brushed idly across the pouch of his jock. Then he reached up and grabbed Tom by the chin, locking their eyes. Slowly and deliberately, his hazel suddenly intense, Will said "Well then. Stop talking, hurry the hell up and fuck me already, we're on the clock". 

And with a relieved grin, Tom slid his shorts off and did just that.

*****

Will gently ground his ass against Tom's soft cock as they spooned, both still slick, and Tom let out a small groan. 

"Again?" he asked incredulously, although Will could already feel Tom's cock twitching and filling out again as he flexed his butt around it.

Will nodded, puppy dog eyed, and shaking his head, Tom rolled himself upright, pushed Will face down, and slapped his now fully hard cock against Will's upturned butt, watching the puffy delicious hole twitch. As he sank his cock in, a small trickle of one of his earlier loads gushed out, running down the smooth cleft before the fluttering ring clamped down around him. Will shivered and purred, and Tom groaned as the pulsing hole gripped him tight, while inside, thick hot currents swirled around his cock like lava. 

"Fuck babe, what is this, the 8th time?" Tom asked, as he pulled Will's hips upwards, and the horny stud pulled his knees in slightly to lift his ass, arching his back like a bitch instinctively. Tom gripped the muscular cheeks and plunged in and out of the hungry, wet hole.

"Ninth" Will said in between lusty panting, as he rocked his perfect body back to meet Tom's thrusts.

"You must be really enjoying this huh?" Tom said, reaching underneath the slutty stud and gently massaging Will's still totally lifeless bulge. The pouch was soaked with precum, but knowing the massive loads Will made when he came, he realized that despite the gallons he'd spent all day pumping into his boyfriend's even needier than usual ass, the horny bitch hadn't actually had a release himself.

"It's like, my hole is a million times more sensitive. It's crazy. I feel so fucking horny. I feel like I've been cumming forever. It's amazing." Will babbled, in between thrusts, moans and whimpers.

Tom squeezed the soft bulge. "Well, you haven't cum yet. And you don't seem horny down here but let me see if I can help you out" he laughed, wrapping an arm around Will's neck and pulling him upwards against his chest, using the new angle to thrust harder upwards into the tight hole, purposely hammering at Will's "spot". Will felt Tom's pecs grind against his back, and his body was rocked with waves of pleasure, while the heavy pouch of his jock jiggled, ignored.

Will began to cry out and beg for more, and Tom hammered with the last of his strength, pounding expertly against Will's prostate relentlessly. With a cry of triumph, Will's body began to shiver and convulse, his hands clutching at the strong arm around his neck, and his hole began spasming, clamping down on Tom's cock, driving him unexpectedly over the edge. As he felt his own load explode out to join the others inside his boyfriend, Tom pulled the pouch of Will's jock to the side, allowing the cock to flop lifelessly out between Will's thighs, fat and flaccid, and they both stared as a heavy stream of cum began to pour out of Will's completely limp cock, soaking the sheets. 

"Do you even feel that?" Tom asked breathlessly, watching the load gush out with none of its usual explosive power. 

Will nodded. "Yeah, but like inside me, and everywhere at once. Except my cock. It's fucking amazing" Will purred. 

Tom leaned forward and the two men kissed each other frantically as they rode out their orgasms together, one dominantly inside the lover he'd conquered, the other like a bitch, utterly hands free and without any control. 

Tom reached around and fondled the limp cock, squeezing its soft, heavy length to push out the last of the thick white cum, appreciating it now in a whole new way. Just like Will, it was perfect and masculine... but no longer intimidating or worthy of real respect or envy. Just a toy, his toy, completely and utterly submissive. 

"Tom... Thank you" Will whispered.

"You're welcome" Tom said with a grin.

*****

The dick shots ended up becoming a regular thing for them, with Will getting more and more hooked on the feelings from his ass (or his boipussy, as Tom had started calling it) that intensified when his cock was out of action. He started going to the dentist once or twice a week, and probably would have done more, if Jeff hadn't put his foot down. 

Will was a little conflicted - despite being a total bottom, and not at all vain or image obsessed (another absurd irony, in Tom's opinion), he was, on some level, quite proud of his dick. Sure, he didn't use it - he'd never fucked anyone with it, despite numerous desperate invitations from size queens. He'd only ever gotten one proper blow job, most of that was done by hand. And even though it was kind of emasculating to see his cock totally useless, no matter how turned on he was, unable to be used for anything sexual other than leaking the loads that were milked out of him, he had come to love the kinky thrill of it, the total release of submission, and the all over sensation of orgasms that got fucked out of him, to the point where he honestly couldn't even remember the last time he'd jerked himself off... And he had come to really love how much Tom seemed to enjoy massaging and toying with it while it was soft and useless. He'd even started to suck it regularly, and although Will couldn't actually feel anything, it was a turn on seeing his hot man use his cock to make him cum like a little bitch while his was rendered useless on demand.

But despite all that, he did get a little buzz when guys, gay or straight, would gaze enviously or hungrily at it as he walked through the changing room, or when he went to pool parties with his skimpy speedos bulging, or even when he caught people staring at the clear outline of it as it strained under his pants at work or on the train. He knew he was submissive, and a desperate power bottom, and maybe even a little camp sometimes - but his big dick, despite being decorative, gave him a reassuring sense of masculinity that no one could ever really take away from him.

So, he was very conflicted when he read the article in a magazine while in Jeff's waiting room, that mentioned a new drug that could actually shrink a penis, quite dramatically, if the article was to be believed. He casually asked Jeff about it, as his cock was being carefully numbed into impotence, and the dentist went to great lengths to warn him about the experimental nature of it, the very varied results, the irreversible nature of it, and, most importantly for Will, the name - Phalliminate. 

As soon as their 12 hour fuck marathon had ended with his cock slowly (and dare he say it, disappointingly) tingling back to life and Tom collapsing exhausted from his exertions (Will was quite insistent on getting as many of those amazing anal orgasms as possible, and Tom was happy to oblige, putting in hours of non-stop effort, mostly because he found the sight of Will's monster dick cumming while totally limp and useless a complete turn on and power trip. He wouldn't admit it, but he had always felt a little... little, next to Will. Knowing he was the one who had pretty much taken away those monumental erections and turned that heroic cock into a soft floppy toy, gave him a huge power trip, that he channeled into the relentless and thrilling (though exhausting) pummeling of Will's voracious boi pussy), Will went online and began reading more and more about this drug and its effects - which most men were horrified by, but which Will just found... intriguing.

*****

Tom sat on the bed, slowly stroking his achingly hard cock, as he waited for Will to get back from the dentist. He was horny as hell and couldn't wait to pound his hot boyfriend's hungry hole while his limp cock flopped about. He'd asked Will to stop wearing the jocks weeks ago, because he found the sight of it so fucking hot, not to mention the thrill of playing with it as it lay soft and pliable. Will barely even noticed it was there anymore, too engrossed with his desperate need to get his ass hammered hard enough to take him over the edge, but Tom loved handling it, more than he'd ever enjoyed another dick before - he was an ass man, and he had no real interest in bothering with any cock other than his own.

Will entered the room and Tom practically tore his clothes off as he manhandled him onto the bed. He yanked the jeans and briefs off, eager to get his hands on his new favorite toy, and was shocked to find his fingers wrapped around 11 throbbing inches of steel hard cock. He looked at Will confused, as Will, smiling, made him sit, and sat beside him, his cock arching up from his lap obscenely.

"What happ..." Tom began, but Will just put a finger up and took a deep breath, as he seemed to psych himself up for something.

"Ok, so... tell me, honestly, why have you been so obsessed with playing with my cock recently during sex?" Will asked. Tom tried to shrug and brush it off, but Will grabbed his hands and forced them onto his throbbing, imposing cock. Tom felt it tentatively, hesitating... then after a moment, he sighed. 

"It's just stupid, but your cock makes me feel... small" Tom said, in a soft voice, unused to admitting to anything that undermined his usually towering sense of pride. "I know people think that cause you're taller, and bigger, and... hotter, and because you have that thing, that you must be the top. That I must be the one squealing like a bitch while you fuck me, and even if they do know us, and the real dynamics, they think somehow it seems like some sort of mistake. Like it's a joke, that I might be able to top you. And it's stupid, but it gets to me. But seeing it totally useless and soft, and knowing I did that - that I made you limp and even more desperate to be fucked - it makes me feel... big. Powerful. I'm sorry. It's fucked up, I know."

"It's not" Will whispered after a long pause. "I hate it too. You know I do. You know how tired I am of having to explain that I don't top, and having people assume, or try to tell me I really do. And I hate that people think I might be in charge - or even equal, to be honest. I literally need you; you have your shit together in ways I can't even begin to. I don't know what people see when they look at us, but I know that I look up to you, and I don't feel safe if I'm not so close to you that I can smell you. I love you. You're more of a man than I have ever been, more of a man than any man I know, and as for your dick... you do know that the only times I've cum in the last 6 months have been when your dick MADE me cum. Not mine. Yours. I don't even remember the last time I touched mine for pleasure. Your cock is the only one that matters."

"I know... I know all that" Tom said sighing. "And I love every part of you. I just like that a lot more when it feels less threatening. I'm just being a dumb. It's little man syndrome."

"You're not a little man, Tom" Will drawled, reaching for Tom's cock and gently stroking it. "But... I'm sorry. I just can't handle the fact that you are so intimidated by my cock. It's fucking ridiculous and I've been feeling the brunt of it for ages and I'm not putting up with this anymore. I'm sorry Tom. But if you can't handle me having a bigger, thicker, manlier cock than you, then this won't work." 

Tom gazed at Will, incredulous, surprised by the sudden shift. He began to sputter and apologize, caught totally off guard. The future he had planned and dreamed and believed in, one where he would be with Will for life, was suddenly collapsing without warning and his mind raced as he tried to figure out what to say to fix things. 

"Let's not make this any harder than it has to be. I've made up my mind, and this is one time where you don't get to tell me what to do. All you get to do is... say goodbye, Tom", Will said matter-of-factly, his face set. Tom gaped, utterly lost for words, as Will stared at him for a moment. Then he shrugged, and reached across to the side table, and gulped down a glass of water. Then, his mind apparently made up, he lay back, his perfect body stretched out along the bed, his hands behind his head, his cock stiff and taunting, his face unreadable. 

Tom hung his head in his hands, his heart pounding. And then, he heard giggling. He looked up slowly at Will, who was still laid out, but grinning at him. Tom moved to sit beside him, tentatively, still not sure what was happening. 

"God, your face, you're such a scared rabbit" Will said, shaking his head. Tom wrapped his arms around him and rested his head against the broad shoulders with relief. 

"Fuck, Will, what the hell, don't do that. My heart nearly stopped. That was not a funny joke." Tom said reproachfully.

Will cocked his head to the side and said, "But I wasn't joking."

Tom scowled. 

"I wasn't" Will continued, his tone serious again. "I refuse to have you feeling threatened because you are jealous of my big, beautiful cock. So, it's done. I'm fixing the problem."

Tom kissed him frantically, and held his face in both hands, confusion bubbling up again inside him. "Please Will, I'm not the problem, please. Just forget I said anything. Please."

"I'm not getting rid of you, dumbass" Will said. Then he grimaced slightly and grabbed Tom's hands, forcing them around his painfully hard cock. "Stroke it" he said, more forcefully than Tom had ever seen him demand anything sexual before. 

Tom, desperate to salvage things, started to stroke the huge cock. It throbbed under his fingertips, almost getting harder and thicker. It intimidated him, but he stroked it, even leaning down to lap at the head, swirling his tongue across it. It felt angry and rock hard, not soft and spongy like when he'd enjoyed it the last few months. And unpleasant visions of himself bent over, taking this monster cock like some little bottom flickered through his imagination like traitors. But if he had to suck this cock to fix things, then he was prepared to be the hungriest little cocksucker ever. As he worked his mouth round it, Will let out an uncomfortable sound. Tom pulled back. 

"Shit sorry, teeth, right? Fuck. My bad" Tom said quickly, apologizing. Will just clenched his jaw and shook his head, squirming.

Suddenly there was a strange tug. Tom let go of the huge dick and looked at it. It was twitching, like it used to when Will was about to cum... but each time it did, it seemed to lurch backwards, as if he was somehow arching his hips backwards. "Will are you ok?" Tom asked, concerned. Will face creased into a grimace that in no way looked like someone who was ok, but he managed to give a thumbs up with one shaky hand and dragged Tom's hand back to his throbbing cock with the other.

"Will you don't look ok, you need a doctor, not a fucking hand job" Tom shouted, but Will just gripped his hand over Tom's, forcing him to hold on to his cock, as it spasmed again, and to Tom's utter shock, began to slowly but steadily pull downwards, into Will's body... Very slowly at first, and then with increasing speed, centimeter by centimeter the massive cock seemed to draw back, the shaft shrinking and growing shorter, the skin smoothly contracting into itself, like spandex. It gave another spasm, and suddenly, for the first time he could remember, his hand could close around the entire thing. He stared at the dwindling cock, now barely 9 inches - still fucking impressive but so noticeably smaller than it should have been that it seemed unreal. Will shivered and groaned as his fat balls began to pull up against his crotch, the skin pulling tight. "What the fuck have you done?" Tom whispered. 

Through teeth that were gritted in either pain or... possibly... pleasure, Will hissed, "I fixed the problem."

All in all, it ended up taking a full four and a half minutes. 
Four and a half minutes to lose ten and a half inches of cock. Will's eyes were squeezed shut, physically overwhelmed, and some slight regrets now circling in the back of his mind. He heard Tom give a low whistle of amazement, and slowly say "damn"... Eyes still closed, not sure if he could actually face the reality of what he'd done, Will whispered "Is it...?"

"Beautiful? Yes. Yes, it is. It's fucking perfect." Tom said in wonder.

Hesitantly, Will opened his eyes and looked down at his cock. Only it really wasn't a cock anymore. Instead of the wrist thick eleven inch tower of dick he'd had since he was 15, what he now saw, nestled snug and cute against the smooth skin of his groin (which was now surprisingly totally hairless... as were all the other areas of his body where he'd had hair since puberty - a side effect he hadn't actually known was part of it) was the head of his penis, but flaccid, and barely a fifth of its former size. Not a trace of his shaft remained - the little, soft, nubbin of the head sat flush against his muscular groin, a small collar of wrinkled foreskin bunched around it like a flower. As he stared, his nub (because that's what it was now, not a cock anymore) twitched, and the foreskin rolled up and over the gently jiggling nub, almost making it disappear into the surrounding skin. The only trace of his once enormous manhood was the soft, dainty, pink tip timidly peeking out of the dimple of foreskin, clear precum gently drooling from the slit. His belly button was more clearly defined than this delicate nubbin. Beneath the co... sorry, nub, was... nothing. Just a smooth, expanse of skin. 

Slowly, almost fearfully, he ran his fingers over the smooth skin where his huge heavy nuts used to hang. He could just make out two tiny bumps underneath, barely the size of grains of rice, held flat against his body. He pressed one with his fingertip and felt the familiar gut punch tug he remembered from getting knocked in the balls. So, they were still there. Barely.

He wasn't sure what to think or feel. He knew the results could be varied, and he knew that he was going to end up smaller. But this was... he tried to grab for his coc... no his nub, but he couldn't even grip it, it was too small. It just slipped between his fingertips back into its little dimple of foreskin. He let out a moan of despair, and hung his head in his hands, just overwhelmed.

Then suddenly, Will felt a jolt explode from his strange, empty feeling groin, and glanced down to see Tom, his lips around the tiny bump of his nub. He shivered, his body wracked with waves of pleasure as his boyfriend gently flickered his tongue into the little hood of skin and lapped at the soft, impotent little nub within. The overwhelming horniness and pleasure that exploded through his body should have sent his cock rock hard... but the little nubbin just barely twitched, and drooled a tiny drop of sweet clear precum, which Tom licked and savored. He moved up Will's body, grabbing him by the shoulders and gently pushing him backwards until he was laying down. Leaning over him, staring down into his handsome face, Tom shook his head. "You are fucking insane. Do you know what you just threw away?" he asked, incredulous.

Will's brows crumpled as the regret washed over him like a tidal wave, but Tom leaned down and kissed him with such passion that the wave simply evaporated, his fears and doubts banished by those lips. Tom pulled back and stared at Will, his eyes roving across him, drinking in the delicious contrast of the perfect sculpted musculature, and the absurdly tiny useless genitals. He ran his hands along Will's legs, spreading them wide, exposing his newly near empty crotch, and his twitching ho... no, it was definitely a boipussy now. Actually... probably just a pussy.

He gently teased Will's hole with his painfully hard cock, each gentle probe making the stud moan. "Will... Thank you" Tom whispered.

Smiling with relief, Will gazed up lovingly, and said "You're welc AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH OHHHHHH OHHHHH FUCKFUCK FUUUUCK" his carefully chosen words lost in the supernova starburst of pleasure that exploded outwards from his... pussy, as the only cock he needed fucked him, filled him, and completed him.

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[dedicated to a ton of Authors and creators across the net who have not only fueled many hours of jerking off, but also shaped the deepest foundations of my sexual identity and fantasies. Thanks, and hopefully this helps pay it forward.]