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“Wait…that shit was real?!”  Aiden’s eyes were wide, his pretty mouth agape as he gawked at the smaller brunette.  A part of the towering, dark-skinned stud was relieved at finally having a potential answer to the perpetual limpness his girthy hose had acquired, even if the rest of him refused to believe it.

“Of course it was,” Isaac said, as if it should have been obvious.  “Didn’t you read the contract?  I watched you look it over before you signed it,” the wiry man added, his tone slightly defensive.  “If your team lost, which they did, I get control over that lovely organ of yours.”

“I thought it was just a weird kink thing!  I didn’t think I was actually signing my dick away!  What the fuck, man?!”  Aiden squeezed his hefty bulge through the front of his loose shorts, wishing that he would have felt even the slightest tingle.  The plump package wasn’t numb, but it felt no different than if he was squeezing his leg or his other hand.  He could feel the pressure, could feel the fabric of his briefs rubbing against his skin, only now the thrill that usually accompanied such contact was missing entirely.  “How is that even possible?”

Isaac sighed, folding his toned arms across his chest and shaking his head as he spoke.  “Do you just not listen to me at all when I talk?  How many times have I told you about magic?  This shouldn’t be a surprise.”

“Yeah, but, I mean, I…” Aiden paused, not wanting to anger the other man by admitting to his lack of attention.  “I thought it was a roleplay thing.  Like, you’re into some weird shit, you know?  I thought it was just part of the fun.  Don’t get me wrong,” he added quickly, “I thought it was cute!  I just didn’t think it was real.”

Isaac wanted to be offended, but his stomach was too busy fluttering at Aiden calling him cute.  The taller jock was gorgeous, the definition of the word “hunk”, possessing both charm and muscle in equal abundance.  His smooth, light brown skin was stretched tight over a shredded frame, complete with plump pecs, powerful arms, an improbable set of abs, as well as an ass that Isaac could stare at all day.  The strapping stud’s sparkling eyes and muscle-melting grin were just the cherry on top, to say nothing of the fat log he currently fretted over.  Isaac still wasn’t even sure how he’d lucked into their current arrangement to begin with.  The smaller man knew he wasn’t bad looking himself, with his cropped, almond hair sitting atop passable features which themselves adorned a leanly muscled and well-defined body.  He had a perky little rear and a slightly above average endowment, though he was nowhere near Aiden’s level of physical perfection.  The brawny beauty was a star on campus.  Everyone knew him, everyone liked him, and everyone wished they could either be him or be with him.

So when a joint project in their Statistics class involved a heavy amount of flirting, Isaac wasn’t overly surprised.  Aiden liked attention from guys just as much as he did girls, and the charming hunk was all too happy to respond in kind.  But when things progressed from flirtatious banter to Isaac actually going down on his new friend, the smaller man had been caught off guard.  He wasn’t about to turn down the chance, he just hadn’t seen it coming, nor had he expected it to be a repeat occurrence.  They’d continued hooking up on at least a weekly basis since their shared class the previous semester, though “hooking up” might not have been the best descriptor.

Their encounters typically revolved around Isaac blowing Aiden, but far from simply using a gay friend for easy access to oral sex, the hulking hunk was an engaged participant.  He still hadn’t fully reciprocated, but he’d always encouraged Isaac to get himself off, and that had progressed to the bigger man finally jerking his smaller friend.  Their encounters also weren’t merely quick and functional, with Aiden whipping his dick out and bolting as soon as he came.  The bigger man treated it almost like any other date, seeming to truly enjoy Isaac’s presence just as much as the other man did his own.  They both got naked, they both pawed at each other, and they’d recently added kissing to the mix.  Aiden had even spent the night a few times, and as much as the smaller man enjoyed waking up with his face buried in the jock’s prominent pecs, what he truly appreciated was how present the other man was, even if he didn’t always listen to every word, as evidenced by the current circumstances.  Isaac knew they weren’t dating, they didn’t venture out as an obvious couple, but nor did he feel used.

That easy, natural progression was what made the smaller man think his friend would enjoy adding some magical experiments to the mix.  Isaac had talked about his supernatural abilities in the past, about his family’s arcane lineage, though now he understood that Aiden had simply interpreted it all as a kind of roleplay.  “Well, now you know it’s legit,” Isaac shrugged.  “Dude…you really need to make sure you read contracts better before you sign them.  Especially magical ones.  This could’ve gone much, much worse for you.”

Aiden just blinked in silence for a moment.  “That’s it?  That’s all you have to say to me right now?  How could you do this to me?!  Damn, man, I thought we were…”

“One, I didn’t ‘do’ anything to you that you didn’t agree to,” Isaac said, kicking himself for interrupting the other man before he could finish defining his view of their relationship.  “And two, I thought you agreed to this because it’ll be fun.”

“How in the hell is my dick not working fun,” Aiden asked.

“Have I ever given you a reason not to trust me,” Isaac countered.

Aiden sighed.  “You mean until right now?“

Isaac grinned and stepped forward, his hands drifting to the other man’s tapering waist.  He slipped them beneath Aiden’s loose muscle shirt and ran his thumbs along the jock’s ripped obliques.  “I’ve never told anyone about us.  I’ve never repeated anything you’ve ever said to me in confidence.  I’ve never even pried into what else, or who, you get into when we’re not together.  Why would that change now?”  Isaac let one of his hands drift into the front of the other man’s shorts, squeezing and kneading the stuffed briefs inside.  “You were right, after all…this IS a kink thing, just not in the way you expected.”

Aiden shook his head and let it fall back on his broad shoulders, a long, slow breath escaping as he stared at the ceiling of Isaac’s apartment.  Even the other man’s nimble fingers did nothing to rouse his lifeless hose, but his friend had a point.  He didn’t have any reason to doubt Isaac, and the cute little brunette had never let him down before.  “So how exactly does this work, then,” he asked, grinning despite himself as the other man tugged his shorts down.

Isaac ignored the question, focusing instead on the stuffed pouch of Aiden’s crimson briefs.  He continued kneading and groping, savoring the sensation of his friend’s yielding package.  Normally the virile organ sprang to life, and he’d never had the chance to see it in its slumbering state for so long.  “Wow…the big guy really is sound asleep,” he cooed.

“Don’t need a reminder,” Aiden grunted when his briefs were pulled free.  He blushed as Isaac continued fondling his dangling snake and heavy balls, swinging the package like a pendulum while he stood in nothing but his muscle shirt.  “Yeah, that’s not really working either,” he said when the smaller man dropped to his knees and slurped the limp organ into his mouth.  He winced at how heavy it felt when Isaac eventually let it slip from between his lips, his patience wearing thin.  “I’m glad you’re having such a good time, but when does this start getting fun for meeeEEEOOOooooOOHH!”  The chiseled man broke off in a howl when his cock suddenly rocketed to life.  All of the frantic tugging he’d performed on himself earlier in the day, along with Isaac’s groping and sucking, hit him simultaneously, the intensity making his knees buckle.  “OOOOoohhhhHH…oh…oh thank god,” he panted, his plump pecs heaving.  He instinctively gripped the oozing log, feeling a rush of relief at the bright sparks of pleasure that greeted his calloused palm.

“Dude…the wager just went into effect when our guys lost last night.  It’s only been, what?  Like twelve hours? You act like you haven’t gotten off in weeks,” Isaac chuckled.

“Let’s put your shit to bed and see how you feel,” the bigger man said, raising an eyebrow.  “Speaking of…” Isaac didn’t try and resist as Aiden manhandled him out of his clothes.  At 6’3”, the bigger man stood a solid seven inches taller than himself before his ample muscle was even factored in, making it easy for him to toss the toned brunette around.  Isaac loved the sensation, trusting Aiden not to hurt him the way his friend now had to trust him.  His own six-and-a-half inches sprang to life almost as quickly as the other man’s eight had, the same calloused palm sending the same sparks of pleasure up his spine as Aiden gripped it.  “That’s better,” the bigger man purred, flexing his sculpted torso as he slowly peeled out of the muscle shirt and tossed it aside.  He batted their rigid organs together and reached out to run a hand through Isaac’s hair, resisting the urge to pull the other man in for a kiss.  “So if you can work all this magic, why not just hocus-pocus yourself a bigger piece instead of hijacking mine?”

Isaac let out a sharp, short laugh and cocked his head to the side.  “Really?  You think this is about size,” he asked, his eyes going distant for a moment.  “Okay.  There.  Now mine IS bigger…than yours, at least.”

“What do you…FUCK!  WHAT THE FUCK,” Aiden yelped, his eyes going wide again when he looked down to see his fat club reduced to a short, thin little poker.  The diminished organ was no more than five inches at most and considerably thinner, looking positively tiny against his brawny bulk.

“Calm down,” Isaac said, his tone casual as he tweaked the shrunken member.  “None of this is permanent.  Just enjoy yourself.”

“How?!  You just shrunk my…hey!  Knock it off,” Aiden barked as he watched five inches become three, his once-churning balls shrinking in time.  “Bro!  You can’t just…just…juuuhhhnn…” he broke off in a groan when Isaac dropped to his knees and swallowed the entirety of his diminished endowment, working the throbbing nub and churning grapes all at once.  The overwhelming sensation was like nothing he’d ever felt before, and Aiden started pumping his hips despite the earlier anxiety.  It didn’t take long to blow given the pent up desires and intensity of the experience, and the bigger man was surprised at the size of the load he launched down Isaac’s eager throat.  He was also surprised, and relieved, at the plump, softening organ that left his friend’s mouth, the spent cock swelling to its original size when it slipped between the kneeling man’s lips.

“See,” Isaac winked, giving Aiden’s once-again-heavy balls a tug.

“You’ve gotta warn a dude first,” the bigger man laughed, pulling the brunette to his feet and swatting Isaac’s perky rear.

“Wasn’t so terrible, was it,” the smaller man asked, letting himself be swallowed in Aiden’s strong arms.

“Right here and now?  Nope.  In the locker room, or when I’m tryin’ to fuck?  Probably not so great,” the jock laughed.

“I have no doubt you’d make it work,” Isaac said, raising an eyebrow as he looked up at his friend.  “But if you want to go bigger…”

Aiden gasped when his cock rocketed to life again.  He didn’t like Isaac’s grin any more this time than he had the last, especially when his thick rod reached its full size and kept growing.  “You know there’s too much of a good thing, right,” he sputtered as his cock topped the twelve-inch mark.

“Let’s put that to the test,” Isaac purred, wedging Aiden’s inflating cock between them as the throbbing organ continued to grow.

“Fuuuuuck this feels weird,” the sculpted stud groaned as he reached truly impossible proportions.  It was like he’d suddenly sprouted a third arm, the oozing, fist-sized head creeping closer and closer to the bottom of his chin.  His balls had become like a small melon, and the whole package was more sensitive than ever as Isaac writhed against it.  “O…oka…seriously now…this…this is starting to freak me out,” he stammered, pulling his head back to avoid having his lips brush against the monstrous organ.

Isaac displayed no such hesitation, eagerly running his tongue up and down the rigid pillar while working it with both hands.  “Come on…give it a try,” he said, guiding Aiden’s hands to the massive shaft.

The bigger man struggled to wrap his head around the sensation of having four hands working him at once, with ample room remaining for others to join in.  “I don’t…I don’t know, man.  That’s a little weird…”

“Of course it is, but how many chances like this are you going to get,” Isaac countered.  “Just try it.”

Aiden felt his face burning as he reluctantly leaned in and flicked his tongue against the colossal cock, but he couldn’t deny the shiver it sent through him.  The next few licks quickly became more forceful, eventually devolving into a shared tongue bath between himself and Isaac.  Aiden tried not to think about what he must look like as they went to town on his freakish organ.  He’d also never had a cock against his tongue before, and he told himself that getting started on his own was a kind of training wheels.  He didn’t hate the sensation, didn’t hate the taste, and already he was wondering about finally returning the favor in full to Isaac.

But first they’d have to finish, and Aiden could tell that wouldn’t take long.  Just because his cock had become massive didn’t mean it had any extra stamina, it actually seemed more eager than ever, and the athletic Adonis was literally knocked off his feet when he finally erupted.  The sensation was so intense, the eruption so potent, that he sprayed like an actual geyser.  With his obelisk-like organ pointing towards the ceiling the copious liquid came raining back down, but Aiden barely noticed.  He was too busy feeling like his body was turning itself inside out and joining the spurting loads.  His every muscle tensed and relaxed at once, his vision blurred, and a tide of pure ecstasy threatened to pull his consciousness out to sea.  When his senses finally came back to him, Aiden found himself lying on the floor with Isaac on top of him, both covered in the sticky fluid while his now-soft monster lay like an elephant’s trunk between his thighs.

“Hoooooooooly shit,” Aiden said with a drunken laugh, his eyes still wide.  “That was incredible.”

“Pretty fun from my end, too,” Isaac purred, running a hand along the other man’s slick washboard.  “You were quite a sight.”

“I can only imagine.  Fuck, man…you’re gonna ruin sex for me at this rate,” Aiden sighed, leaning down to kiss the top of Isaac’s head.  “How am I supposed to top that?”

The smaller man shifted over so that he straddled his friend’s trim waist, his hands resting on the ebony shelf that was the bigger man’s chest.  “I can think of a way to find out,” he said, squirming in place.

In his dazed state, it took the prone jock a moment to realize what the other man was suggesting.  “Oh…OH!  You mean you…” he paused when he felt a sudden tingle and shivered as his cock slithered back across the floor to its normal state.  “Really?”

“If you want to.  Is it a surprise,” Isaac asked.

Aiden sat up so he could look the other man in the eyes, his piston arms once again wrapping around the brunette’s toned frame.  “Of course I want to,” he said, his normally confident expression faltering slightly.  “Fuck, man, you drive me crazy.  I think about you all the time.  Like, all the time.  Doesn’t matter who I’m with…YOU’RE the one on my mind…but I don’t know how to do..this…for real, you know,” he said, nodding back and forth between them.  “I don’t know how to be open about this shit, and I don’t want you to think I’m just coming around to…”

“Whoa, hey, it’s okay,” Isaac interrupted, his smile sympathetic.  “That’s…that’s a lot, dude.  Why didn’t you say something sooner?”

Aiden shrugged, looking bashful.  “I didn’t want to mess up what we had goin’.  And I’m not good at talking about this kinda stuff.  But since we’re doin’ all kinds of weird tonight I figure now’s the time,” he laughed.

“I mean, I’m in the same boat.  All of it,” Isaac said.  “If it makes you feel better, I’ve never thought you were just coming around to get off.  Ever.  And you don’t have to ‘be’ anything, whether you’re with me or someone else.  Just…”

Aiden cut Isaac off by leaning in for a long, deep kiss.  “Kinda feels like I need to be the guy who makes you see stars this time,” he winked when they finally broke it off.

Isaac reached behind and stroked the bigger man’s thick, though naturally sized, log.  The imposing organ started oozing again, but the brunette left it unaltered.  “Just giving us some natural lubrication,” he said, letting Aiden guide him to the floor.  “Otherwise it’s all you.”

The burly jock leaned in for another kiss before hefting Isaac’s legs up onto his broad shoulders.  They locked eyes again as they both fell into position, with Aiden’s large hands pressing down on the smaller man’s chest as he slowly pushed inside.  “We good,” he asked.

Isaac nodded, his jaw already slack.  “Oh yeah.  We’re good,” he groaned, squirming.

That was all the encouragement Aiden needed.  The jock’s plump rear dimpled as he started rolling his hips, slowly at first but gradually working into a rollicking rhythm.  He alternated between slow, deep thrusts and quick jabs, gentle prodding and forceful slamming, each technique eliciting a series of whimpers and groans from the penetrated brunette.  Aiden was more determined than ever to put on his best performance, and he made sure to stroke and knead Isaac’s leaking cock as he hammered away for what felt like hours.  “Who’s got…control of who’s…dick now…” the jock finally grunted with a smug grin, savoring the look of pure ecstasy on his friend’s face.

“You’ve had it…since the day we…met…” Isaac whimpered, his eyes wide as he neared the edge.  The unexpected admission managed to pull Aiden over and the pair came almost in unison, their lips meeting once more as they started spraying.

“Damn.  You got me with that one,” Aiden sighed, rolling over and pulling Isaac on top of him when they’d finished.

“It’s true,” the smaller man shrugged, resting his head on his friend’s chest.

There was a contented silence as they caught their breath, both enjoying the shared buzz.  “So, uh…how long is this agreement in place,” Aiden finally asked.

“If you’re really that freaked out by it we can call it now.  The contract didn’t actually specify,” Isaac said.  “I don’t want you to feel like you’re…”

“No, no,” Aiden interrupted.  “I was just wondering how long we got to keep this going.  No need to rush.”