Jareth was fast asleep when he was woken up by the sound of the doorknob jiggling, followed by the door opened. Bright light from the hallway poured in which caused him to squint his eyes as they adjusted from complete darkness.
“Alright, now, Logan always keeps his good stuff under the mattress” said a younger male voice; this was definitely not Logan, it sounded more innocent, young, mischievous and... quite familiar. At last Jareth’s eyes adjusted as he saw Bobby standing over the bed.
“Can I help you?” he finally asked, annoyed by the intrusion.
There was no response though, Bobby bent down and lifted the mattress, and that was when Jareth realized he had done it again, he had shrunk, as he rolled across the endless mattress. He came to a stop and got his bearings, standing up. Of course, as always when he shrank, his clothing did not shrink with him so he was completely naked, his t-shirt, which he’d shrunk right out of, fell on top of him.
Bobby pulled some magazines out from under the mattress and smiled, “Jackpot” he stated, he stood up and went to leave, but had a better idea, and he closed the door and sat on Logan’s bed.
Jareth had just freed himself out from underneath the heavy fabric of his own shirt when he saw a mountain of checkered boxers descending right upon him. “NOO-mpmh!” he said, being silenced as the wall of Bobby’s ass pinned him down against the bed. He was fortunate, sort of, he had landed in the crack, the smell of unwashed boxer attacked Jareth’s nose. He muffled out some cries of despair, but not a one was heard by the now giant Bobby who got comfortable on Logan’s bed and pulled his boxers down just a bit in the front, he then proceeded to look through the porno magazines Logan had stored, and jack off.
Occasionally, Bobby’s ass would flex, squeezing Jareth between the two cheeks and the bed; at times it felt as though the cheeks even lifted him up off the bed; in fact, they were, there was a little bit of space. Jareth began to crawl with everything in him out of this trap. The way ahead was blocked though, more boxers. He had to try to break free though. He crawled forward trying to get free. He wiggled and writhed, and finally got his head free out into the open air, the rest of him still trapped.
Bobby had just finished cumming, with a sigh of ecstasy he pulled his shorts back up and sat back. It was then he felt something crawling around underneath his balls. He looked down, and didn’t know at first what it was he was seeing, then he fell back against the wall in surprise, “…what the hell…” he whispered to himself, and looked again. Sure enough, there's Jareth’s head just barely sticking out from underneath his balls! A second later an arm, and then a second arm joined the head, and were attempting to apparently pull the body they were attached to out from under the boxers and balls. Bobby’s initial reaction was to move and help the little guy, but feeling him move down there, and seeing this ‘full grown’ man being squished under his (in comparison) titanic balls, was beginning to turn the eighteen year old on again. So instead, he leaned forward some, covering the man’s face completely with his balls. He felt tiny little kicks, and he could see the hands which were still barely visible flailing about, and then trying to pull with all their might. That’s all it took, Bobby was rock hard again. He began stroking himself again, leaning forward still to cover the little man except his arms. It was delicious, he’d move every minute or so to make sure the little man could breathe, but was right back at it again in seconds. Despite having just cum moments before, it took him no time at all before Bobby shot another load. It was stronger than the first even. He laid back, blissful.
Jareth gasped for air, when Bobby got close to climax he’d forgotten to let Jareth breath. The shrunk man was fairly worn out by the ordeal of just trying to stay alive from the threat of the balls smothering the very air from him. However, he had to move, using what energy he could muster, he pulled himself, getting his torso free, and then finally his legs. As soon as they were free he stood up and turned to Bobby. He saw a teenage boy, he felt humiliated and emasculated, he tried to regain some of that. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” he demanded.
Bobby felt the little man crawling from under him and then looked at him, still relaxing against the wall. He didn’t know what Jareth was saying, and frankly he didn’t care. A hand swooped in and scooped Jareth up, he was completely hidden in the loosely formed fist; it was a loosely formed fist but very closed in to Jareth as he pushed against the hand futilely. He opened the hand back up, and Jareth found himself staring face to very big face with Bobby.
“You really are a tiny dude, and you really helped me out man, bro’s before ho’s” he smirked.
“Listen you little fuck, you try anything like that and I’ll-“ he was cut off when bobby parsed his lips and blew a strong jet of hot air at him. It was hurricane force winds to Jareth, falling over backwards into the palm. The fingers curled in around him, pinning his arms. “You’ll what little man? Get me off again? Yeah, I know you will, that was damn sweet and I ain’t giving you up!” A finger loomed in at Jareth, who kicked violently at it, but that was pointless. It touched Jareth’s muscular chest and quickly made its way down until it landed on his crotch. “Damn, your whole package isn’t even the size of my fingernail!” Bobby taunted. In truth, Jareth actually had a very large package, but at this size it wasn’t that impressive; “Not bad for a bug though” Bobby apparently realized the proportions.
Bobby was by far very straight, he was obsessed with girls even. However, this little naked man in his palm was again starting to turn him on! His finger inspected Jareth’s crotch, and then he had an idea. He tilted Jareth’s flaccid cock up and began gently and methodically rubbing it up and down, stroking him.
Jareth’s eyes widened when he realized what bobby was doing, his kicking and shouting resumed ten-fold. “What the hell, get off me kid! I ain’t gay! Stop it!” he shouted, but his shouts only served to increase Bobby’s efforts. He smiled as those efforts visually began to pay off, Jareth’s cock reacted happily to the stimulation it was receiving. Jareth’s kicked with all his might, doing his best to get free, he attempted to turn his head enough to bite the skin of the hand he was in, but was unable to do so. Then, he neared climax, his kicking grew weaker and weaker as it was building, his breathing increased slightly. Bobby was smiling the whole time, loving the look of the little man’s face as he used all his might against Bobby, but was powerless against him. That’s when Bobby stopped, he did not allow Jareth to cum, he had stopped just short. Jareth had closed his eyes, he felt it about to explode, but instead it stopped. The little man looked up at Bobby with confusion. A malevolent gaze fell on Jareth from Bobby, “I’m going to make you BEG for it” he said with a cruel smile. A sense of dread overcame him as he became flaccid, Bobby started up again, repeating the process. “No! Don’t do this you asshole! I’ll kill you, I’ll.. I’ll fucking kill you” Jareth yelled as he was getting hard again.
Bobby then stopped, again when Jareth was just about to cum. “Damn it!” Jareth yelled as pleasure turned to agony.
“You want to cum?”
“No, let me go!” Jareth yelled, trying again to break free.
“Too bad” Bobby however decided to continue this elsewhere and stood up, and dropped the squirming man into his right pocket on his boxers. He replaced Logan’s magazines under the bed, and left; he smiled as he closed the door and walked down the hall, feeling the squirming little man bounce against his leg.
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