His older brother Nate... that was his closest option. Nate was a wrestling jock in college, but by this time he should be home after practice.
How am I going to get to him? Thought Jeff. I can’t reach the door handle.
Still shrinking, Jeff oozed towards the door. He was too big to fit underneath, wasn’t he? Instinctually, Jeff pressed his deformed head against the crack between the door and floor. Incredibly, his head began to squeeze and stretch under the door. Jeff groaned audibly as his body stretched. It was a feeling unlike anything he had ever felt before. He hoped no one was in the hallway to see him.
By a stroke of luck, Nate was home; asleep on his bed after a long and strenuous day. He had been so exhausted he hadn’t even showered after the meet. He laid, naked and passed out, half on top of the bed. His left foot was over the side of the bed, hanging down by the carpet.
Through the dark of the room Jeff slowly crawled, drawn to the warmth he could feel throughout his body emanating from the man asleep on the bed. Jeff’s mind had changed. Gone were the memories of his life and his brother. All that remained was sexual desire and instinct, the instinct that was telling him to get to the testicles of the man in the bed. Jeff reached the side of the bed. He could feel the foot hanging just above him, and knew he needed to get to it.
Jeff’s body stretched upwards. It was difficult, but the moment he made contact with Nate’s big toe he felt an electric spark through his gooey body. He pulled himself up between Nate’s toes, tasting the sweat with his whole body wherever it touched Nate’s foot. The salty taste drove Jeff wild, and he began to stretch his body up past Nate’s ankle, up his legs, towards his ultimate goal. Tasting Nate’s sweat all the way up, the smell was getting stronger the nearer Jeff got to Nate’s penis.
Nate meanwhile was in the midst of a wet dream. He was sweating profusely as he stroked his cock slowly. It felt like someone was slowly licking the sweat off his leg, tasting him, getting closer...
Jeff felt Nate’s heart beating as he slid across his balls. He could feel the sprem, like him, inside of them. There was no stopping him now. He slicked up the shaft, triggering incredible pleasure for Nate. Nate ejaculated. Jeff was undettered. As he slid up Nate’s long shaft, tasting Nate’s sweat and spunk at his most direct source, he mixed with the semen Nate had just released. No matter, he thought, it’s Nate‘s cum, and I am also Nate’s cum.
This was it. Jeff/cum collected at the lips of Nate’s cock. Instinctually, Jeff pressed against the opening, and began to stretch down the inside of the shaft, slowly pulling the rest of his body and Nate’s cum down with him. It was dark inside, but oh so warm. Jeff reached the base of the shaft and then split into equal halves, splashing into and collecting into Nate’s testicles. Jeff slowly folded himself into the cum, merging with it irrevocably. He no longer thought, he only was. And all he was was semen resting inside the sweaty testicles of his older brother, waiting.