Paul was confused about what to do next. He couldn't really complain about being back to normal, but he was uncomfortable with Don's behavior... and his son's
big erection. Had Don caused this some how? That didn't seem likely. Paul stood up and regarded his firstborn, watching as his boy's boner withered under his
gaze. Finally, he decided what to do.
"I think it would be best if we didn't talk about this with anyone else," Paul said. "We'll tell the other boys that it just wore off and let that be that."
Don nodded, also feeling tangled up. His full-sized father held no special attraction to him, and the thought that just a moment ago he had been gagging on his own
dad's eight inch rod seemed repulsive. "OK, let's do that." Don said.
* * * * *
It wasn't until Saturday, when all the kids were out of the house, that the subject came up again. The doorbell rang, and it was the boy next door, Matt. "Hi Matt,"
Paul said. "What can I do for you."
The boy seemed suddenly very nervous. "Um, well, I have something I need to talk to you about," he said. "In private."
What was it? Had the kid done something wrong that he didn't want to talk to his parents about? Paul motioned for Matt to come in. "You're in luck," Paul said.
"Everybody else is out, so it's just us." The went into the living room and sat.
"I've come to apologize," Matt began slowly. "For the other night."
Paul hadn't seen Matt in at least a week... "OK. What 'other night'?"
"Um, you know," Matt croaked. "I guess it must have been Tuesday, right after you got home from work." The boy hunkered down in the couch. He seemed to be
trying to hide.
'Tuesday?' Paul thought. Then he remembered. The shrinking, the blowjob... What could Matt possibly know about that? Paul played it cool. "Oh, sure, Tuesday.
What about it?"
"Well," Matt's voice was starting to sound a little higher as he hunched over in his clothes. "I was playing around, and I kind of shrank you." Matt paused. "Now, as
I'm sure you can see, I'm the one shrinking as a punishment. And I'm going to keep shrinking until you accept my apology." Now Matt was talking faster, "So, I'm
really sorry, and I hope no harm was done. Can you forgive me?"
Paul stood up and came over to Matt. The boy hadn't been hunching over so much as he'd been deflating -- probably since he first came through the door.