His lust apparently sated for the time being, Kyle walks to his room to pick out some clothes. His usual repertoire of jeans and a sweater seemed a bit wrong now; sure, his cock was safely in his new sheath, but how long would that last? Jennifer had said he would always be horny, so what happened if he got hard? With that in mind, he pulled out another pair of sweatpants. The last pair seemed to have been forgiving enough. Donning some dry and clean clothes, Kyle thinks back to what Jennifer had said.
His cock would turn into a cock fit for a horse, and a large one even as far as horses go. She had also said that he would be constantly horny. He wasn't feeling it right now, but that might be because he just came three times within the past hour, Kyle thought with shame. His friends! What were they doing now? Probably having some kind of horse orgy at Steve's house. But if his cum was contagious, that meant...
Downstairs! "Oh shit!" Kyle exclaimed in surprise. If his cum was infectious, he had to get it mopped up before his Mom or his brother came home! Racing down the stairs, he reaches the bottom and realizes this may be a bigger issue than a small rag beside his bed could fix. Cum was soaked into the welcome mat and had run all over the hardwood floor. Well, laminate, so it should clean right up. It looked like someone had spilled a carton of milk with soft chunks in it, and about as pleasant. What stood out most though was the smell it left. A very strong, musky odor that drilled into his nostrils and made his dick twitch in excitement, starting to slide out of its new fleshy home.
Ignoring that, he glumly walks down the hall to the cleaning closet and gets out the floor mop and bucket. Filling up the bucket with water and cleaner, he begins mopping. Swab forward, swab back. Forward, back. He settled into a slow paced rhythm as his mop quickly became slogged with his cum. As he cleaned, he looked at his watch and saw his Mom would be getting off work in only half an hour! Picking up his pace, Kyle moved faster. As he moved faster, more and more of his cock slid out due to the wonderful friction of his sweatpants. Before he knew it, he was once again brace-legged because of a not-so little erection.
"This is ridiculous!" Kyle shouts out. "I can't even mop up my own cum without getting horny?!"
"Kyle, what are you doing?" Kyle hears coming from the top of the stairs.
Oh no, his little brother Cody was home! "Uh, nothing Cody, just cleaning." Kyle quickly stammers out. He had forgotten that Cody had been home sick since Monday, and was just home today because the school required him to stay home for 24 hours after the fever.
"Bullshit man, you never clean without Mom making you!" Cody happily jabs at Kyle, who was faced away from him. If Cody see's my cock, I'm doomed Kyle thinks to himself as he tries to keep it out of Cody's sight, but to no avail. As Cody walks up to Kyle, he notices the HUGE bulge in Kyle's pants. "Haha Kyle, what the fuck do you have in your pants?" Cody asks Kyle.
"Nothing man, just go back upstairs" Kyle shoots back at him.
"No way man, what is it?" Cody asks this time, more excitedly this time.
"It's nothing!" Kyle yells at him, which was a huge mistake. With one quick motion, Cody pants'ed Kyle, his now fully hard and erect horse cock flinging up and hitting Kyle smack in the chin. "What the fuck, dude!" Cody blurted out. He backpedaled, right into the cleaning bucket filled with Kyle's infectious horse seed.