What Would You Wish For
By: Half Inch High

Jack and Darren had been working together for almost 5 years. There had always been a competitive edge between them, as Jack was the charming brainy type of lad, who could use persuasive powers to gain an advantage in most situations, whereas Darren was the tall strong almost brutal type, who used his physical manly presence to get his way.

In their work as salesmen, they competed for the biggest bonuses, and at work were bitter rivals. Outside work they were good friends, although Jack secretly fancied Darren, who had that wirey toned torso, a triangular sexy smile, and was just oozing sex everywhere. In fact Jack liked to be with Darren as much as was possible.

Darren had guessed long ago that Jack was his secret admirer, and because he quite liked Jack as a person, at first had been prepared to tolerate the closeness which developed. That closeness however, became attraction, and soon Darren was shagging Jack every evening after work. If Jacks’ sales figures had been better then Darren would pound Jack hard, if Darren’s sales were better, Darren would tease and taunt Jack and get much more out of it. Either way, Darren got to dominate Jack in most senses. This was the way of it for a few years.

One evening, as they watched TV together, a natural history programme started about snakes, boa constrictors in fact, and both lads found themselves incredibly turned on by the act of a snake swallowing a wild boar whole. Darren actually started jerking off whilst viewing, Jack ably assisted him, and they talked at length about how hot it had made them feel.

Darren remarked that he’d like to be the snake, and be able to open his mouth up and swallow something as large as him, and with a casual laugh said that Jack being only a little shorter, would be good prey. Jack who’d much prefer being the prey, went along with the role play, and wished that Darren could open his mouth and suck him inside. Jack had another suggestion too. What if Darren’s cock, which was big anyway, could open up and draw Jack inside itself, which would look much more like the snake swallowing. Darren found this a little sick at first, but soon enough found the thought of his cock swallowing his friend and rival, a hot idea.

That night they had the best fuck they’d ever had, and next day their sales figures were the best ever recorded in one day. They were ecstatic, over the moon, highly charged. So much so, that they went for some beers and got utterly pissed. A strange and mysterious figure in the bar offered them both a drink, telling them that after drinking their fill, they had one wish each to fulfil their desires. They were so far gone that they thought it was one huge joke, and drank their fill. Seeing that the stranger was gone, they laughed, and went back to Darren’s house, and fucked each others’ brains out for a few hours.

As Jack lay with his head on Darren’s crotch looking up, he wished that every day could be like this. Darren looked down, and agreed, wishing to himself that he could shrink Jack and play with him as they’d fantasised about.

In a flash, Jack vanished, and there on Darren’s crotch was a little insect. Darren was just about to flick it off, when he realised to his horror that it was a shrunken person, it was Jack! Darren looked shocked and slapped himself, then realising the situation, an evil grin spread across his handsome face, and he slowly and gently nudged a protesting Jack towards his slowly lengthening cock. Jack looked up at the enormous shaft, now towering above his head, and trembled. A huge unstoppable thumb nudged him on. Then with his other hand, Darren pulled his cock head to Jacks face level, and instructed him to slip his little feet into the piss slit. Jack wouldn’t, so Darren told him that failure to comply would see Jack being eaten alive. Jack knew that Darren had a ruthless streak in him, and knew all to well that it was no idle threat, so he obeyed.

Jack lay on his back, and slipped his feet into the giants piss slit, and gasped as the relentless thumb pushed his head downwards.

It felt strange at first; his feet clamped together, his arms pinned to his side. His head being nudged by a power greater than he could believe, and it felt warm, the cock was hot, and despite the slimy feeling on his legs and feet, Jack felt safe and comfortable. He sensed that Darren was caring and sensitive, and wanted them both to enjoy their fantasy. God knows how it had come true, but, here he was, being pushed inside his friends cock.

Darren pushed Jack in up to his neck, and stood up. His cock was so hard it actually hurt, and Darren knew that he really wanted to cum. He also knew how dangerous it would be for Jack, so he contained himself, and gazed lovingly down at the little face peering up at him. It looked strange seeing a little head stuck in the end of his cock, but how fucking hot it felt having him there, and every time the little guy wriggled his feet or legs, a shudder went through the entire of Darren’s body! He groaned and suddenly felt Jack pop down inside entirely.

At first Jack couldn’t believe how high from the ground he was, and was a little scared, then gazing up at Darren, Jack could only see a fleshy pink world of the cock head, and Darren’s expression of total ecstasy. He was also worried about slipping inside, and wriggled his feet for a toe hold. Of course there was none. Jack could feel the throbbing of Darren’s enormous cock, and each throb gently squeezed him with the pulse, and every once in a while it constricted his neck a little. Jack could hear the blood gorging into Darren’s cock, and could feel his surroundings getting hotter and hotter. Then without warning it went dark. Jack knew he’d been pulled inside, and was aware of the strong smell of piss and cum; above him was a faint slit of light, then he felt crushed, and could taste cum.

Outside Darren had decided to jerk off a bit, and without going too far, gave himself enormous pleasure, and he could feel the little lad in his cock, a little lump going up and down inside the shaft.

Darren eventually got tired, and fell asleep. Jack aware of this, felt the cock going limp and getting quite tight around him, felt warm enough, and safe enough to sleep too.

In the morning, Darren awoke to find Jack curled up beside him. A little surprised, he said nothing, and believed that it must have been a drunken illusion. Jack thinking the same thing got dressed and drove them both to work.

They had another record day and again went to the bar for beers, got pissed, went home and suddenly Jack shrank again. Darren had the same pleasure as the night before, and experimented, letting Jack’s head pop out of the piss slit while he jerked his cock off, to let Jack look up adoringly at his giant master.

After several days of this, Jack realised that his wish had been for every day to be like this, and so it went on, record sales, good bonuses, a little guy in Darren’s cock, and all the pleasure they could both get. Sometimes, you do get what you wish for.

The End