Chad screamed as his lips pressed against Noah's rosebud, "No!"
"Kiss my ass, Chad!" Noah said with glee feeling the wet spongy sphere press against his flesh, "Fuck me, Kyle!"
"Oh, yeah!" Kyle was enjoying this. He'd gotten rid of his worst jock nightmare, and was about to get rid of Chad's best friend. He didn't care what Noah said about wanting Chad inside of him. That might even be true, but there was no way he'd let Kyle keep Chad as his dick forever. He knew this was all just Noah's way of trying to stall Kyle and allay his fears. He wondered if Noah had really been in the Eagle or had just seen Kyle enter it. Noah was sure tight, and if he really was a bottom...Kyle wondered. Still Chad did make his own cock a lot bigger, so maybe that was it. Or maybe Noah had just let his own cherry get popped by Kyle.
Kyle was happily gliding in and out as Noah stood there with his hand on his knees and moaned and sobbed alternately. If Noah wasn't a gay virgin, he'd only had tiny cocks before today. Noah's sweat slick big body quivered as Kyle plunged all the way in hitting Noah's prostate in just the right spot. Kyle could hear the dripping of Noah's cum on the hard concrete floor. Then he heard voices, he didn't have a lot of time. He took a deep breath, exhaled as he plunged in for the last time and blew his load.
"You, huh, huh, know, Noah, huh, huh, your buddy Chad was just thinking about how he'd like to hang with his buds," Kyle said.
Noah felt an odd sensation all over his body, it was like a wormhole had opened inside him and was vacuuming him out from the inside into what he didn't know. Noah knew he was changing.
"Aw, nuts!" he sighed resigned to whatever fate Kyle had in store for him.
"Close, just nut. Right nut to be specific," laughed Kyle, as Noah shrank rapidly before his eyes.
Chad was spitting out the last of Kyle's cum in the warm cramped darkness, when suddenly his head was exposed to the light. He blinked as he felt a heavy object gliding over his shoulders and back. He turned his head and saw an oddly bloated naked Noah moving down his cock like body. He blinked. He was human from the waist up, albeit tiny human, and cock from the waist down. He noticed that Noah's darker skin seemed to be peeling off and adhering to Chad's lower body. It suddenly struck him that Kyle now had a foreskin.
Noah looked at Chad, they were about proportionally the same size now. He had a sheepish expression, and waved to his best friend. Then suddenly, Noah slipped to Kyle's right, and fell. Except he was still attached to Chad and Kyle. Chad's eyes went wide as he watched Noah "fall" into Kyle's tiny nut sack. The right testicle swelled and dropped as Noah filled the right side of Kyle's scrotum.
"Looks like a billiard ball and a marble!" laughed Chad.
"Yeah, or an orange and a grape?" said Kyle, "Glad you're happy to hanging with one of your old buds. Now I'd better finish getting dressed. I can get my left nut later."
"Huh, hey, oh, fuck!" groaned Chad as the blood flowed out of his body, and the foreskin closed over him. His newly reformed arms were pinned to his torso by the heavy blanket of flesh that mummified him. Only his eyes and nose peeked out of the hood.
To add ignominy to his humiliation, Kyle shoved him into the jockstrap pouch so that the cockhead was jammed against his right nut - basically kissing it. Noah's face was discernable in the wrinkled scrotum.
"Sorry, Chad, I didn't mean everything I said - I was just trying to help," whispered Noah.
Chad sighed with his nose buried in Kyle's scrotum, he could clearly detect Noah's body odor. The part about smelling another guy when you wrestled was true. You couldn't help it. Each guy smelled a bit different. For all his faults, queer or straight Noah was his best friend, and had ended up as weirdo Kyle's right nut for twisted attempt to help Chad.