#vagabottoms benjamin

[dominatingu]

Corey could barely make out what his uncle was saying. It was all distant squeaks. Though, having the tiny body in his underwear did make the young guy’s dick stiffen. He couldn’t imagine how it felt to be reduced to the size of his index finger, and pressed against a cock that was bigger than him, while soft. His uncle’s louder squealing was an indication of how much he wanted to avoid being part of that work out. Corey laughed, taking a seat in the man’s office. Leaning back to get comfortable, Corey lowered his shorts and jock front, revealing the tiny body stuck inside. “You’re so fucking small.” His laughter came out in a roar, as he reached for Benjamin and placed him on the tip of his already hard dick. “Look at uncle Benny. You're like a toy. My toy, and you're stuck like this.” Not really, just until Corey figured out how to reverse his shrinking powers. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep you warm in my jock at night. How does that sound?” He picked up the older man and placed him on his hard chest, so he'd actually hear Benji's pleas.

this wasn't happening. nope. this was all just a bad dream, or tommy was smoking too close to the vents again and he was having a bad reaction to whatever his bartender was smoking. as much as benjamin wished that were the case, as he shaken around and jostled against corey's cock he had this sinking feeling in his stomach this was very. very. real.

"corey please," he squeaked out, his voice cracking as he tried to raise his voice loud enough to actually be heard now that he was small; and muffled by his nephew's jock. "can't we talk about this? you don't need to get even, we can..." grunting, and moaning a bit, benjamin experienced a very strange sensation as he felt corey's massive hand grip and massage at himself; smothering benjamin against his cock, and pushing the man into the thick bush of pubes at the base. "corey, don't." benjamin yelled out at the thought of being stuck in there at all let alone while corey worked out. "you wouldn't."

[dominatingu]

Corey laughed at the sight of his uncle's size. And into the jock the older man went. Luckily, for Benjamin, he'd showered that morning, but it'd been a while since he shaved his pubes. "I don't want an explanation." He spoke into the jock, violently shaking his junk from side to side. The tight jock he was wearing would keep Benjamin from flying out. "I want to get even."

All Corey knew was that his uncle had made rules specifically prohibiting him from enjoying a night in the bar. "You're gonna be my personal crotch scratcher. You're gonna live in there from now on." He massaged his bulge, effectively pressing Benjamin against his dick. "I'll check on you, after I hit the gym." He waited to hear more of his uncle's squealing.

it might not have been fair but benjamin had gotten into the habit of turning his nephew away whenever he showed up at the bar. in fact it was written in the new rules he passed out to his bartenders that they weren't to serve him. he wasn't trying to wrong corey he was just trying to look out for him; crabby dan's wasn't a place he needed to be caught hanging out.

"corey," benjamin sighed when the door to his office opened and, once again, it was his nephew. "bud, i know you're mad at me but let me explain..." rising from his desk the man planned to try and explain himself but suddenly he was falling. no. he wasn't falling. he was shrinking. "what the hell is going on?" he cried out, his voice more of a squeak to match his comically small body as he was lifted up into corey's grip. "corey-- what are you doing? what did you do?" he barely managed to scream the question out before he was being stuffed into the young man's jock; his face, and entire body for that matter, smothered against the younger's flaccid cock.