Friendly Fun

Kay-Kay waited in Davis' bedroom while the other boi showered. The room was messy, dark, and covered with band posters featuring hot, young punks. Just looking at them stirred the little dipstick in the **** twink's panties. After a few minutes of idly looking around, Kay-Kay decided to dig his painted fingers through some of his new best friend's dressers.

Black shirts and skinny jeans filled most of the drawers, but after a little digging the limp wristed sleuth uncovered a few items of interest.

"Ooh! A buttplug!" peeped Kay-Kay. "I've only seen those in porn! And look! Well, hello Mister Dildo! Have you seen Davy's bussy? Tee-hee!"

Deep inside, the part of the boi that was still Karl struggled with memories of lusting after women with big tits. Eighteen years of Alpha-programming still lingered in his mind, but his new ultra-homosexuality did its best to justify his obsession with boys and cock. After all, the hetero version of Karl loved his big dick, and he really enjoyed dominating weak, feminine boys like Davis, so now that he was a femboy himself, it only stood to reason that he would love dicks and getting dominated by studly men...right?

Kay-Kay's logic exercise distracted him so much that he hardly noticed that he was sucking on Davis' dildo. However, when its towel-wearing owner walked in, he merely smiled around the rubber dick and continued his mock blowjob.

"Hey, you bitch!" teased Davis. "How dare you play with my toys! Besides, if you want to practice, you should use the real thing!"

With that, Davis dropped his towel. His pale, slender body glistened from the shower. Just a day ago he would never have exposed himself like this, even to his (newly christened) best friend, but the power of the orb seemed to give him more confidence than ever before. He boldly wiggled his small, damp penis in front of his pink-haired pal's face.

"Eeee!" squealed Kay-Kay. "It's a little monster! Whatever should I do?"

Both bois giggled wildly. Then Davis looked down at the effete former bully with a more serious, lusty look.

"Little, eh? Be careful, if you get it excited it gets bigger, and then it might spray you!"

The soft, three inch penis was so close now that Davis could feel Kay-Kay's warm breath on it. The sensation made his heart race. No boy had ever been so close to his dick before. But this was Karl, his bully! Or it used to be. A confused montage of the hot, but rotten stud's history flickered through Davis' mind while, in the present, a wimpy, feminine boi sat wide-eyed before him. For all his wickedness, the old Karl had the hunky body that Davis always lusted after, so why was he getting aroused in front of the waifish, girly version?

"Oh, no!" chuckled Kay-Kay. "The monster really is getting bigger! Well, I think it's a friendly monster, so, like, I'll just give him a kiss."

Then, for the first time ever, another boi pressed his lips on Davis' dick. In a second, it went from semi-hard to rigid -- and to the twink's surprise it was an inch longer than he remembered! Kay-Kay giggled again and looked up at his former victim with large, heavily lashed eyes that innocently begged permission. In answer, Davis leaned forward and the twink on the bed smiled while waving his hands like the bridesmaid that caught the bouquet.

To the femboy's surprise, the confusing memories of his hetero life actually helped him perform his first fellatio. All the things that Karl enjoyed when getting head from a girl became a playbook for how to do it right. Kay-Kay felt like Karl was coaching him to be the best cocksucker he could be. And he took that advice to heart.

Despite magically growing, Davis' dick was still just under six inches long, so while it was the biggest cock to ever enter Kay-Kay's mouth, it was not overwhelming. He took it in stages, first lolling his tongue around the head, then wrapping his lips around it, and finally sliding down the shaft until he felt it fill his mouth. As he pulled back he made sure to provide plenty of suction so that when the head finally exited it made a loud pop. Davis shivered.

"Yay! I think Mr. Monster likes me!" said Kay-Kay. "You want me to make him spray?"

Davis dazedly nodded before putting his hands on the pink head beneath him. He held on more for support than to display dominance, because his wobbling knees threatened to buckle. Kay-Kay shrugged his shoulders and repeated his performance, going deeper and longer each time. He gagged more than once, but like the first-string quarterback he used to be, he kept pushing harder with every new play. When Davis guided him off his dick, the fledgling cocksucker worried that he did something wrong, but then drops of cum began sputtering on his face. He felt a wave of pride sweep over him.

"I did it! Now me and your monster are besties, too! Yay for me!" cheered Kay-Kay.

Davis sat heavily beside his friend and fell back on the bed.

"Whoa! That was awesome Kar -- I mean, Kay-Kay!" he said.

"Thanks!" smiled Kay-Kay as he wiped his face with Davis' discarded towel. "And thanks for the practice! I've seen the other boy's dicks, and some of them are, like, wa-ay bigger than that! I'm gonna have to practice lots more before I can do Jarrett's. He's huuuuge!"

"You little slut!" joked Davis. "Okay, let me get dressed. You think we should go straight there or is there anything else we need to do first?"