Part 2
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Trunks got home from a day of business classes. He should have been in a statistics lecture but blew it off, he could never pay attention in that class. He started to think about the night before, when he realized that despite the session he had last night, he hadn't actually had an orgasm - he was still as horny as ever.
He stroked his dick through the slick rubber, but it felt numb.
He needed to fix this, and fast - but who to ask? Who would know about Buu and a piece of him left behind on the battlefield? He couldn't ask his dad or uncle...he probably couldn't even ask his best friend. What would they even know about Buu? What would they know about a chunk of an alien that attached itself to his dick? They'd just tell him to tug at it, to pull it off. He already tried to do so, it was like it was fused to him.
He got up and looked at his naked body in the mirror. Yawning, he stared at his now pink genitals. He had to admit he loved the session with his new toy last night. It was almost better than that last wank he had. He was aware of chastity play from all the porn browsing he did, but never really thought about it. Could he possibly keep his groin like this? Could he keep it a secret?
"Nope. This has gone far enough." Trunks made a decision - he would call Goten and tell him what happened.
As he went to the phone, his ballsack started to tighten. It wasn't like the dull ache like when he woke up - this was a definite soreness from being squeezed. He dialled Goten.
"Hello?"
"Hey man it's Trunks, I've got a problem and need some advice."
"Sure bro - how can i help?"
The pink ball-sack tightened even more, almost in preparation of what Trunks was about to say. It was no longer just sore - Trunks was in pain.
"Ow! Well, I - you know what, it's nothing Goten. Thanks tho. See you later."
He hung up and his ballsack immediately relaxed.
"...the hell? It's like it had a mind of its own...
A week went by. He couldn't bring himself to talk to his family about his problem, so he resolved to fix it for himself. He sent emails from throwaway accounts, asked researchers, even calling people with vague question and a fake accent to disguise himself. Nobody had a clue - why would they? Buu was an alien, nobody would know a thing about what happened, let alone how to remove it from his junk without injury.
Secretly though, part of him knew that this thing was giving him something he wanted - to be controlled. The nightly sessions of being teased and denied, the constant horniness... He noticed he had more energy too - he was more focused on study as he didn't waste as much time wanking or browsing porn blogs. When he tried to look at his favorite porn and stories, he just stayed soft. With his libido growing by the day, it wasn't as fun knowing there would be no orgasm.
The symbiote was growing. It was thicker and heavier than it was since day 1. His cock had always been small when soft, but it had definitely grown larger - there was noticeably more of girth, and it was longer too. He hadn't yet had an erection since it first fused to him, but if it kept growing at the same pace, it would soon be bigger soft that when he usually was erect.
His balls had grown bigger still - the thick coating of the rubber-like material just grew and grew. His ballsack was now much bigger than before, it was getting to be a problem - Trunks was having to stuff his junk into his underwear. Luckily he had baggy trousers that kept his modesty, but he couldn't go to the pool in his old small swim gear anymore. Lifting weights with Goten was a problem too - he usually wore shorts, but couldn't find any that kept him decent. He couldn't shower afterwards either.
"Fuck, I'll need new underwear, maybe i can go commando for a while".
He did like the feeling of having bigger junk between his legs. He felt more confident now that he wasn't smaller than other guys. "Heh, is this is why so many fighters wear those weird baggy pants?" he thought.
On day 8 he woke up to find the symbiote had grown straps around his waist and down around his ass cheeks - it looked just like a pink jockstrap with a big dick and balls for a groin guard.
"What the fuck is happening with this thing? How can I keep this a secret if it keeps growing?"
The straps got thicker and thicker over the next few days, soon his groin and ass-cheeks were covered in the pink gloop. It was like wearing painted-on vinyl briefs.
One morning he woke up and checked it out, it seemed to have worked its way into his ass, past his anus and up inside him. He thought he would have trouble in the toilet, but it seemed fine - if anything the area was cleaner than ever. Almost like it was self-lubricating.
"What the hell is it doing down there?"
He was changing physically too, he noticed. His growth had settled down at 5'7'' for a few years now. But when he went home for a weekend, everything seemed off - he bumped his head on a short doorway that he had always barely passed under before, and when he saw Vegeta, his dad was noticeably shorter in comparison.
His appetite had skyrocketed. Having eaten so much more, he lost the 6-pack he was so proud of, now his stomach had a little flab. At least there was still the line in the middle. It was like his body was shifting from physique model to powerlifter. All his muscles had grown a bit in proportion to his height - apart from his shoulders and traps. They has grown huge, the traps especially had exploded.
"Man, look at these gains of yours! Stoked for you bro!" Goten was checking out his best friend's improved physique after a gym session.
Trunks felt glad his friend was happy for him. "Thanks man. Doing a bulk properly this time round!"
"Why are you changing out of your sweaty t-shirt and putting a clean one on though? Why not have a shower, I mean you kinda need one bro!"
Trunks froze. "Well - I - I'd prefer to shower at home..."
"Well...OK buddy. If that's what you want." Goten put his hand on his friend's shoulder. "You know you can tell me anything, right?"
Trunks looked at Goten. "Sure, buddy! You've always been there for me."
"OK man - I'm taking a shower here, call me later."
Trunks watched him walk away. He felt a pang of guilt - he had always told Goten everything. They even shared their sexual escapades - well, Goten would talk of his "conquests", Trunks just talked about the various guys he liked.
He packed up and headed home.
"Ok Goten, I'll see you there. Bye!"
Trunks had been invited to a barbecue that night by Goten. He always liked going to them, Goten always had chilled out people there, it was a great way to forget the stress of the week. And forget the stress of not having cum in so long. He realized it was the longest he ever abstained since he jerked off for the first time.
He shrugged and put the phone in his pocket, heading out the door. But as he was about to leave, he felt something; his pants were tenting - he was getting a hard-on! He went back inside and peeked down his pants. The magnificent cock was getting hard, and fast!
Trunks couldn't believe it - finally, after so long, he was able to see what this huge cock could do. He marveled at how it was growing, veins popping from the pink shaft. It was massive.
He decided it was time. He stripped off his clothes and sat on his jerking-off chair, facing the wall. He put some lube on his hand, placed it on the head of the cock, and started to rub.
He was shocked to discover he felt nothing. There was no sensation - it was like rubbing another man's cock, or a big dildo placed between his legs. He kept going, now using both hands to pump up and down the thick meat, hoping that he could finally have a proper wank after so long with his cock locked away.
He felt something, but not from the cock - it was something in his ass! It felt like a butt-plug was slowly working its way in.
He kept using both hands to pump up and down, increasing his tempo a bit. His ass was filling up fast, he soon felt very full. He placed one hand on the giant head and used the twisting motion he was so fond of. The - whatever it was - in his ass responded, and started to pump in and out of Trunks.
He suddenly yelped - the entity in his ass was rubbing against his prostate. He leaned back and moaned.
"This is awesome", Trunks though as he stroked the huge, meaty cock. Power and strength seemed to radiate from it, demanding submission and respect.
He moaned as his prostate was being stroked more intensively. It was like he was being fucked. As the pounding of his prostate increased, Trunks felt the cock throb even more - the balls contracted up a bit towards his body. Trunks knew what was about to happen. The massive cock shuddered and spewed copious amounts of cum right onto the wall.
The sensation in his ass started to abate, it felt like it was deflating. Trunks sighed with relief, sweaty and exhausted. Despite not having reached orgasm himself, it was an enjoyable session.
His ass now felt almost empty, but still a bit stretched. He got a finger and rubbed his anus. It was already open a good bit, he could put a finger in easily and barely touch the sides. It felt almost lubricated. He slid a second finger up there with ease. He tried to repeat the sensations on his prostate from moments ago, but couldn't. Maybe his prostate was locked down as well as his dick. The pink goo seemed to control his sexuality entirely now.
Trunks looked at the cum on the wall. It was so thick, much thicker than the thin watery cum he usually made. It looked like almost a pint of thick semen had been spewed onto the wall. There was a very slight pink tinge to it, he was reminded of cake frosting given how thick it was. He went closer - he could smell it from here. It smelled strong and manly, it was like he was in the locker room of a powerlifting gym.
He had the sudden urge to taste it. It was weird - he never had a desire to eat cum, not even his own. He had always just cleaned the wall with a towel or cloth before. He took a glob of it onto his finger and held it in front of his mouth. The musky aroma was filling his nostrils now. He extended his tongue and licked it off his finger.
He had an idea - he went and got his new large boxer-briefs, scooped some of the cum onto his hand, and smeared it on the crotch area of the underwear. Now he would smell manly too, just like Tien! Looking at the now soggy underwear, he thought he should be grossed out - he was a clean guy - but the thought of his underwear filled with the sticky cum from such a magnificent cock made him feel strong and virile.
He looked back at the cum spewed onto the wall. It had tasted like it smelled, but with a very slight sweetness to it. He was glad having tasted it, like he had accomplished something. He looked at the cum slowly oozing down. He got closer, stuck out his tongue, and dutifully licked a mouthful of cum off the wall. He held it in his mouth for a moment, then he swallowed it. It was heavy going down his throat. He slurped another mouthful, then another. He reasoned that it would have oozed down to the carpet if he hadn't eaten it. In any case, he was enjoying it.
It took a few minutes to get it all.
As he finished and got up, he saw the cloth and clean towels over on the desk he normally used to clean up. "Why didn't I just use the towel? Oh well."
He stank of semen, so he went to brush his teeth and have a shower before he went to see his friend.
After he got home from the barbecue and got undressed, Trunks got into bed and turned off the lights. Just as he was falling asleep, he felt a presence in the room. He looked around and saw nothing out of the ordinary, but he definitely felt it. It was looming over him. He hadn't felt like this since he was a kid, imagining monsters under the bed.
"H-hello?" Trunks asked the room. There was no reply. He wasn't put at ease - he could almost feel something watching him, leering at him in the darkness. He eventually fell into a fitful sleep.
The next evening Trunks stayed inside, hoping for a repeat of the previous night. The cock itself had grown even more, it was like it kept a bit of the size after the last session. He had felt so close to orgasm when he was fucked last night, he thought for sure tonight would be the night.
It had gotten late, and Trunks was nervous. While he was browsing the net, he felt the cock tent up, and his ass fill up. It was happening. He quickly took his clothes off and sat in his wank chair.
A drop of precum appeared on the top of the pink cock. Trunks watched it slowly grow with each throb.
Lick it
He sat up with a start - he definitely heard a voice speak to him, clear as day.
After a few terrified seconds, he calmed down a bit. He had recognised the voice - it was obvious who it was. This moment had been coming for a long time, but Trunks was still shocked that it had finally happened.
"Buu. Is that you?"
Yes boy, but you've know that for some time now.
Trunks hung his head - he had known exactly what was going on. The chunk of Buu he had brought home with him, now attached to his body and growing - fucking him - what other conclusion was there? He knew this moment was coming. It's like he wanted it to happen. To have Buu controlling him.
Even so, he was terrified. "What do you want from me? Why are you doing this?"
Hush now, don't worry about a thing, I'm here now and I'm going to take care of you, I'm going to give you what you need.
"B-but this is too much! I can't do this."
Quiet down boy. Focus on what's in front of you. See that lovely cock?
Trunks looked at the bead of precum on the huge cock.
Yes, that's right. You need to lick me now. Slowly. Lean down little Trunks, lick my seed, taste it.
Trunks leaned down and, extending his tongue, gently licked up the bead of precum. It was sweeter and more liquid than the massive cum he slurped off the wall previously.
Look how big it is. He belongs in your mouth Trunks, he's home when being suckled and slurped on by you. Try it now, Trunks. Suck on the tip.
The teen leaned in and, putting his lips around his teeth, used his tongue to let a bit of the cockhead in. He rubbed his tongue around the head. Feeling a bit more confident, he leaned in further and pulled his tongue back a bit, allowing more of it inside. He was rewarded with a shot of pre from the magnificent cock. It lubricated the mouth, allowing for Trunks to take even more in.
Ah, just how I like it. Gentle and slow, you slurping on my cock. Savor it Trunks, You'll be doing this a lot from now on. Swallowing my cum, over and over. Your mouth going up and down, my fat cock filling you up.
Luckily to be flexible, Trunks thought. He was limber enough to reach far down the shaft, but it helped that the cock was so big. His jaw was extended all the way - his mouth couldn't stretch around the monster-cock further.
Can you feel me oozing into your mouth? That's your reward for being such a good boy.
Trunks felt a surge of pride being described this way. He began to suck with more gusto, trying his best to give Buu more pleasure. He couldn't believe how much he was getting down his throat. He had to surface for air every 10 or 15 seconds, but he went back on the cock with more enthusiasm every time.
Part of him reasoned that if he gave Buu a massive orgasm, Buu would give him one back. But part of him just enjoyed doing it, being submissive to his commanding new friend.
The slick, slimy precum helped so much with downing the big cock. Come on, suck me. Suck my cock. Let me fill you up. Ah, I'm so close my baby boy...
Hearing Buu's words, he took a deep breath, then dived onto the cock, deepthroating it like a champ. This was his moment. After a few seconds, he could feel the cock tighten - it was going to cum! He put his hands on the giant balls, and felt them tighten. He could feel the cock throb in his mouth, sending copious amounts of cum down inside him.
That's it Trunks, receive my cum. Let it nourish you.
He needing air. Waiting until he felt the throbbing subside, Trunks slowly took the cock out of his throat.
But when the cock was almost out, a sudden burst of cum squirted into his mouth! It was massive. He choked on it a bit, and a little had gone up his nose. Trunks struggled to swallow it all.
Ha Ha Ha! Now you have the full experience of sucking on Buu's cock. I hope you're grateful, boy. It's what you wanted, little Trunks, it's what you needed. A nice thick mouthful of Buu's cockslime. Tasty...
Now coughing a bit, having swallowed as much of the cum as he could, Trunks was angry. "You did that on purpose! What the fuck?!"
Ah, my baby boy is overstimulated. Let's go to bed, maybe you'll be lucky and dream of sucking off Buu, ha ha ha!
"But what about me?! I'm really horny - I need to get off, it's been so long! C'mon, don't I deserve this? I worked really hard at that blowjob!"
Hush now, no little squirts from you tonight. Go to bed now boy, we'll talk about this tomorrow.
Frustrated and horny, Trunks tried to stroke the rapidly deflating cock, but it felt completely numb. There was no sensation at all. I said none of that, greedy boy! Get to bed!
To emphasise his point, Trunks felt a jolt of electricity jump up his spine. "Ow! Fine, you've made your point..."
He got of the chair and climbed into bed. He could taste the thick, masculine semen that had filled his mouth. When he looked down at his belly, it was noticeably bigger, swollen from all the cum. He felt his stomach with his hands.
I'm part of you now. Nighty night little Trunks, sweet dreams, heh heh heh...
He turned over and closed his eyes. While he liked the controlling element of Buu, he was worried - how far would this take him? What would happen? He felt like he was losing all control of his life.
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