Coppa Ryan II

By Shadow
 

Matt smiled as Ryan walked into the room. He was sitting on the sofa in a pair of jeans and white T-shirt. Ryan was in his uniform, just returned home from work. No matter how many times he saw Ryan all dressed up it never failed to send a little electric thrill through him.
Twelve months ago Ryan had been sexy in his police uniform and Matt had wanted him badly. Six months ago something miraculous had happened and Ryan’s sexiness had increased tenfold.
Six months ago Ryan’s older brother had been shrunk, willingly, by the device police were using to arrest dangerous criminals with. The device was plagued with notoriety. Originally it had just shrunk people and a couple of suspects were accidently crushed by the arresting officer. The gun had been withdrawn from service until a new functionality was added to it.
When the guns hit the streets the second time they not only shrunk the victim but made them flexible and putty-like. They couldn’t simply be crushed.
The guns had lasted for three months before some officious bureocrat in the senate managed to get them banned again on the ground of them being “cruel and unusual punishment.”
Luckily Ryan had shrunk his brother in that brief time and now he belonged to Ryan and Matt.
A change had come over Ryan when he took control of his brothers fate. Not only had he become more open with his gayness to the point where he was prepared to take Matt as his boyfriend and lover instead of just a fuckbuddy, but Ryan’s confidence in himself leaped enormously.
Having total control over someone seemed to bring out the best in Ryan’s personality. He was in line for a promotion already and he attributed it all to his brother.
Matt eagerly reached out for Ryan as his studly cop boyfriend approached. Within seconds they were kissing passionately, Matt pulling Ryan down on top of him. Their hands explored each other; caressing, hugging, touching, stroking.
Matt loved the way Ryan tasted. Their saliva combined as their tongues intertwined. As they kissed and groped Matt started to undress Ryan. The buttons of his shirt were eventually pulled open.
Matt was reclining more along the sofa now and Ryan’s weight on top of him was exciting and stimulating. The hands of both men continued their search and exploration of each others body.
Ryan whispered into Matt’s ear, “Do you want him?” even as he stuck his tongue into his lovers ear, sending an electric jolt through his body.
Matt, excited at the thought, nodded as he kissed Ryan’s neck and started on his chest and nipples. Ryan made no move to retrieve his brother, knowing that Matt would find him on his own.

I knew Ryan was home from the muted conversation outside. I knew too that my giant brother and his equally giant lover would be all over each other by now. It usually happened this way. The two guys were sex crazy for each other. They didn’t seem to be able to keep away from each other when they were alone.
Which usually meant, at some stage or another, I would be roped into their escapades as well. I don’t know how much of this sexual frenzy was created by my presence or if they would have been like this even without me, but I do know that I gave the juggernaut a good push in the right direction.
Ryan and Matt had been fuckbuddies for a couple of years but Ryan had never had the confidence to take it any further. I guess that’s what I was – his little confidence booster.
Apparently this new found confidence carried over into all aspects of his life. He was much more secure with his sexuality and himself in general. His commanding officer at the station had noticed it and so had his colleagues.
But, back to the situation at hand.
Ryan was growing harder by the second and his enormous dick was pressing against me, straining at the limits of his underwear. There was movement all around and I knew the two giants were groping at each other. Ryan must have been on top of Matt but suddenly it made no difference as I felt pressure from beneath as well. I felt myself oozing even more out of shape as Ryan pressed down on Matt, his hips grinding down. I realised that I was being smeared between two equally massive dicks, pushing and grinding together, each making the other harder.

Matt groaned as Ryans hard dick pushed against his. The thin material of Ryan’s uniform did nothing to hide the urgency of his erection. He could feel the heat through his own pair of jeans. He was made even hotter with the guess that trapped between those two pillars of throbbing meat was their tiny sex toy.
Matt was lying full length on the sofa now and Ryan repositioned himself. Ryan pushed one leg in between Matt’s and shifted his groin slightly. Now the two cocks were side by side with Ryan pushing his meat down on Matt’s thigh.
They were in continual lip-lock, their tongues exploring each other, revelling in the taste of the others mouth. Their hands too were busy, in constant motion over the others hard body.
Matt started to pull Ryan’s already unbuttoned shirt free. With it gone he was able to transfer his mouth to his lover’s smooth chest. Ryan arched his back to give Matt more access and groaned as his tongue slipped over his nipple. The slight stubble on Matt’s face tickled across his chest and he ground his cock harder into Matt’s rock hard thigh.
Now it was Ryan’s turn to pull Matt’s t-shirt free. He pulled it up over his head but, instead of pulling it completely free he left Matt’s head trapped inside, his arms extended up and back.
Wickedly he took advantage of Matt’s momentary weakness and rubbed his own stubble across Matt’s hairless chest, across his side and hairy pits. Matt howled with laughter and twisted, trying to get free but Ryan knew what he was doing having excelled at wrestling at the police academy. For a full minute he kept his lover pinned, trapped by his own clothing as he mercilessly ticked across his chest and side.
Finally he pulled the t-shirt completely free and returned to kiss his lover.

I was already smeared completely across the lower part of Ryan’s shaft by the time I heard the metal zipper being pulled down. The combined heat, weight and grinding had flattened me under Ryan’s dick. My legs were smeared into the space between his balls and the rest of me reached not even half way up his shaft.
I could see, somewhat, now that his pants were pulled free. I heard another zipper, more distant, as Ryan helped Matt strip out of his jeans.
The pressure returned along with the added head of Matt’s shaft pressing against me again, the two giants seemingly trying to smear me even thinner in their thrusting against each other. I knew that they would be wearing nothing but their underwear as their otherwise naked bodies writhed together, pushing each other closer to sexual peak.

During their play together Matt had twisted around until Ryan was now flat on his back on the sofa and Matt was atop him. He sat up, his hands caressing Ryan’s chest. He loved the look and feel of his cop lover and could barely restrain himself whenever they were in the same room. He grinned wickedly as he pushed himself backwards, uncovering Ryan’s groin. His hands trailed over Ryan’s firm pecs and played momentarily with his nipples, erect and hard like rivets in a pair of levi jeans. Tracing imaginary patterns across Ryan’s hard six pack, Matt leaned forward and used his tongue to follow the same path.
He sucked on both nipples for a while, his tongue swirling while his lips sucked and caressed. Down into the valley between the pecs and then tracing that same imaginary path that his fingers had followed. His eyes were in constant lock with Ryan’s.
His hands had already dipped lower, teasing and touching. Now hands and face were level, just below Ryan’s navel. Hooking his fingers into the top of Ryan’s underwear he lifted them just enough for the tip of Ryan’s cut dick to slip free.
There was no sign of their little toy yet but Matt wasn’t disappointed. He’d find him soon.
Very lightly he flicked his tongue across the head of Ryan’s dick and was rewarded as it leaped upwards at him in reflex. Again his tongue teased, this time collecting the bonus salty taste of precum.
His hands grabbed the white briefs to either side of the shaft and pulled downwards, finally freeing the monster cock from their constraint. Matt finally saw the smear that he had been seeking. It was barely visible, the naked, skin coloured patch almost seeking like a part of the dick that it was plastered to. It certainly didn’t look like a tiny, living human.
But it was. And the sight of it sent Matt’s sexual appetite soaring again.
Matt wrapped a hand around Ryan’s rigid shaft and lifted it upwards towards his eager mouth. His lips parted and accepted Ryan into him. The musky scent of Ryan’s meat surrounded his face as he went down on his lover. His hand caressed his heavy balls, fingers finding the slightly smoother patch that he knew to be Ryan’s tiny brother.
His lips found that patch next as he deep throated.

I could feel myself starting to peel free as Matt continued to suck and stroke Ryan’s dick. The saliva, sweat and the motion were all helping to lift me free.
I watched as Matt’s gorgeous, enormous head moved backwards. His eyes locked onto me with a mischievous glint and his long fingers reached down towards me. Pinching between his thumb and forefinger he peeled me off Ryan and cupped me in the palm of his hand while he returned to sucking Ryan.
Moments later I encountered Matt’s equally as impressive cock as he started to stroke himself. He pressed me firmly against his shaft and slowly pulled on himself.
A minute or two later and there was massive movement as the two giants repositioned. I saw Ryan’s face appear below me, his mouth open, ready to take Matt, and me, into his steamy mouth.
Although I loved being Matt’s toy, he couldn’t replace the hotness of my giant brother. I had secretly loved him like you shouldn’t love your brother for years. He was everything that a man should be. I loved his lips, his nose, his eyes, his skin – everything about him.
I especially loved being inside his mouth as I was now. Ryan quickly sucked me free of Matt’s dick and swirled me around inside his mouth. Matt’s dick was still in there so as Ryan’s tongue swirled me around I was in constant contact with Matt too. At times I wondered who Ryan was focusing on – me or Matt.
Minutes ticked by and finally I was spat out into Ryan’s hand. I was unceremoniously dumped onto the coffee table as the two giants resumed kissing and caressing each other. I watched, unable to move, slowly regaining my normal shape.
“I want him in me,” Ryan murmured to Matt. His lovers face lit up in cheesy grin as he snuck a glace at me. This was one of Matt’s favourite things to do to me.
Ryan rolled over onto his stomach, bringing his knees in so that his bubble butt was lifted into the air, cheeks spread wide.
Matt grabbed a tube of lube from the table near me and squirted a goodly amount into Ryan’s crack before reaching across and grabbing me. Matt already had one finger sunk into Ryan, getting him ready for me.
Matt placed my feet against the wet pucker of Ryan’s manhole and slowly started to push me in. He needed to use one of his fingers to help otherwise he would have just mashed me on the outside. I was quickly inserted up to my waist and Matt pinned my arms to my sides as he adjusted his grip and plunged me in up to my neck.
The tight folds of skin snapped shut around my neck and Matt grinned down at me as he leaned forward, his tongue extended. The giant swim instructor loved to rim Ryan while I was inside him like this.
“Push him in, Matt. Nice and deep,” groaned Ryan. Matt sat up from his licking, his rock hard cock coming into view. His hips leaned forward and he used the tip of his dick to trace patterns on Ryan’s butt cheeks. He lifted his shaft and slapped it down on first one, then the other buttock. His eyes were locked as mine, sending me the message of just how insignificant I was in comparison to him.
He placed the head of his cock at the top of Ryan’s crack and slowly dragging it downwards, letting it bump across my head. Then he pushed back up the crack and over me once more. He repeated it a couple more times, getting lube on his shaft ready for entry.
Finally he pulled back and lined himself up. I watched the head of his dick slowly approaching me, knowing that he was dragging it out, raising the anticipation of all three of us.
His slit pressed against the top of my head as he slowly started to press forward. I could feel my head started to go out of shape as he pushed forward. With one sustained push he parted Ryan’s ring and pushed me inside my brother. Matt continued pushing in, pushing me ahead of his massive invading dick, deep inside Ryan.
I felt him withdraw but knew he’d be back. Sure enough his dick was back moments later as he started to get a rhythm up.
We had learned early on that a side effect of the shrink rays was that I didn’t need to breath otherwise I would have been dead long ago.
Matt’s cockhead kept appearing right on schedule, occasionally nudging me a little bit deeper. I was ready for it when it appeared and seemed to pulse at me, not withdrawing, it pushed me a little deeper as Matt pushed as deep into his hot cop lover as he could go. White, hot cum exploded out of that massive cannon, blasting into me and sending me even deeper. Again it exploded into me. And again.
I could barely see the tip of Matt’s dick now and watched the last, less forceful spurts. Then it was retracting.
I was totally coated in the mix of juices. I knew it wouldn’t be long before the pulled me free.
What I wasn’t expecting was for something else to make an appearance in that place with me. At first I thought it was Matt’s dick returning and was surprised he had gotten hard again so soon but then I realised it was just dick-like. It came at me in a hurry, reaching past the point where Matt could get to.
It rammed into me and pushed me even further into by giant brother. Now I did really start to panic. I had never been this deep before and the dildo was pushing me even further.
It withdrew slightly but then renewed its thrust, pushing me even further. I tried to grab it, get a grip on it but it was too slick, too smooth. The third time it pushed I knew I was in trouble.
Ryan had occasionally threatened to leave me inside him and be rid of me. His voice seemed serious whenever he told me but I knew he was just playing with my mind. Wasn’t he?
The fourth thrust sent me over the edge. I scrabbled and fought to keep out of its way but it was useless. The passage was too tight for me to get around it as it plunged me more than twice my normal distance in.
Finally it was gone. But what of me? There was no way that either Matt or Ryan could reach me and pull me free now. I would have to wait until Ryan relieved himself next and hope that he still cared enough to pull me free.
I couldn’t help but wonder if he would bother.

As it turns out I didn't have to wait all that long to be freed from my fleshy prison. I felt Ryan's muscles contract around me, squeezing me tight. A rippling sort of motion started and i felt myself moving steadily back down the path I had travelled in.
Finally I felt something intruding below me. A finger hooked me and pulled me backwards. Bright light assaulted me and when my vision cleared I found myself in the palm of Matt's hand with both him and Ryan grinning down at me. 'You didn't think we'd be so careless as to loose our little sex toy, did you?' Ryan chuckled.
My giant brother reached down and plucked me from Matt's hand between thumb and forefinger. he carried me into the bathroom and rinsed me under the cold water, letting me regain my normal shape.
As we returned to the lounge room the door bell rang. Matt & Ryan pulled on some shorts and then Matt opened the door. It was Corey, Ryan's friend. Corey was an ex-cop who now ran his own self-defence business. I was almost as intimately familiar with his body as I was with Ryan and Matt's.
I greeted Corey's arrival with no small amount of trepidation. He was here to get the answer to his proposal that he had put to Ryan last week. He grinned at Ryan and asked 'Well?'
Ryan looked at Matt who shrugged. I was a little insulted that he didn't check with me, after all, I was the topic of debate, but Ryan didn't consult me on my wishes for anything anymore. I was less his little brother and more his toy every day.
Ryan shrugged and I felt myself flying through the air as he tossed me to his friend, 'Sure, just make sure he's back on Monday.'
I was partly squished out of shape as Corey caught me one handed, encasing me inside his fist. My heart was racing and not from being thrown across the room but because Ryan had just agreed to Corey taking me away with him for a weekend trip to a conference he was attending on the self defence industry.
Corey had told Ryan that he just wanted me along to provide him with some fun on an otherwise boring business trip and now Ryan had agreed. I wasn't a man anymore or even his brother, instead I was just a sex toy to be loaned out as my enormous brother saw fit. I was nothing more than a unique dildo or condom.
Corey clenched his fist, squashing me into his palm. I oozed between his fingers. I wasn't overly upset about Corey having me, after all he was incredibly hot. What bothered me was the nonchalant attitude towards me that Ryan was displaying.
Corey opened his fist and grinned down at me, 'We're gonna have some fun this weekend, buddy.'

Ryan, Matt and Corey decided that it would be a good idea to hit the gym before having dinner. It was only Thursday and Corey wouldn’t be taking me anywhere until tomorrow night. Corey had played with me inside his hand for about fifteen minutes, squeezing me in his tight fist, stretching me out and wrapping me around his fingers. I was like a toy, something to play with unconsciously even while he had conversations with my giant brother Ryan and Matt.
Ryan and Matt had already changed but they wanted to watch as Corey got dressed. It was a strange relationship that the three of them shared. Even though Ryan and Matt were officially “am item” Corey still featured large in their sex lives.
As far as I knew Corey was not a participant in actual sex (I had not been a part of it if he was, anyway) but they still fooled around together. They had joint jack off sessions, helping each other, touching, fondling, licking and sucking, but there was no actual sex.
I was usually a part of those sessions, shared amongst the three enormous studs.
Now Ryan and Matt were sitting on the sofa in their gym gear watching as Corey started to strip off in front of them. Corey still had me in his left hand. Currently I was out of human form, shaped like a little blob of silly-putty.
Corey largely ignored me as he undressed but when his shirt was taken off he pushed me against his right nipple, shaping me so I hugged it completely. He removed his hand and I stuck to his chest. His nipple was hard and erect, almost like a little bullet sticking out of him. I was helpless as Corey kicked off his shoes, pulled off his socks and then pushed his pants down.
Wearing only his tight briefs (and me), Corey sauntered over to where Ryan and Matt were sitting. He allowed them to rub their hands over his firm thighs, across his groin (which grew significantly from their ministrations) and then up his six-pack stomach and then to his pecs. Ryan plucked me from Corey’s nipple and then proceeded to rub me all over Corey’s body. I was gradually regaining my shape and Ryan held onto me as Corey stepped away. I was able to see Corey out of the corner of my eye as he bent over to pick up his gym shorts. He deliberately stuck his bubble butt out towards his two watchers and squeezed it tight.
I knew without a doubt that I would be getting much closer to that butt before the weekend was out.
Ryan reached down into his own lycra shorts, taking me along for the ride. Ryan was hard as a rock again and he wrapped his hand around his hard shaft, trapping me against it.
Although I enjoyed being with Matt and even with Corey, there was nothing like being with my giant brother. His dick was my life. I lived to worship Ryan and his enormous cock.
Ryan’s hand slid slower, cupping his balls, pushing me against them. I thought that Ryan would leave me here while he took his workout but he had other plans. When his hand withdrew it took me with it.
I had barely time to realise where I would be going before Ryan dropped me.
At some stage he had taken his right Nike off and I found myself crumpled in the heel of it. Above me loomed the immense presence of my god-like brother in all his glory. My view was cut short as Ryan’s massive foot came into view. Without really acknowledging me he pushed his foot into his sneaker. His heel slammed down on me, flattening me again instantly.
Then he began to walk. His heel slammed down on me again and again as the three giants headed towards the gym. I might as well not have existed to them.
The inside of Ryan’s sneakers were incredibly familiar to me by now. I had spent hours and hours crushed under my brothers feet, mashed into his inner sole.
The ten minute walk to the gym finally ended. I was surprised, however, when I felt Ryan’s foot withdrawing. I assumed he must have wanted to put me somewhere else. I was sort of right. Without talking to me Ryan peeled me from the heel of his white sock. He roughly pushed down his sock and dropped me inside it. I rolled to a stop under his toes even as he pulled the sock back on and shoved his foot back into his sneaker.
I oozed up between his toes almost immediately. Each step he took smeared me thinner between his toes. By head ended up between his big toe and the next one. Other parts of my body were under his other toes and even between some of them.
The slightly larger space allowed my head to start to regain some shape. Unfortunately that also meant I regained my sense of smell. Ryan had been on his feet all day already and built up a good sweat. Now that he was working out he was just adding to it. The sweat was almost gushing out of his pores, coating me with it. I was used to drinking his sweat and breathing the different smells that his body was capable of generating but to me they were a small price to pay to be this intimate with Ryan.
For the next hour Ryan crushed me into, under and beneath his toes as he worked out. The heat was incredible and combined with the pressure, I was as thin as it was possible for me to get. I was almost like a second skin, encasing almost all of Ryan’s toes by now.
Finally I could feel the workout had ended. Ryan was on his way home, there was no mistaking the change in his pace.
Once back in his apartment I felt the sneaker removed but Ryan didn’t pull his sock off yet, keeping me trapped with his toes. I sometimes wondered if he was being deliberate or if he was taking me so much for granted that he genuinely forgot that his tiny little brother was on his body somewhere.
Finally, after about half an hour, I felt the white sock being pulled off. The three giants were sitting on the sofa and no-one was even paying any attention to me. They were talking and laughing to each other. A combination of cooler air, time and Ryan occasionally flexing his toes led me to fall free from my brother’s toes after about ten minutes. They were watching something on the TV now, no-one even paying me any attention.
Ryan had crossed his feet at his ankle and I waited in the shadow of Ryan’s feet until I had regained my normal shape.
Getting to my feet I stepped out from under Ryan’s feet and looked up at the magnificent sight of my three gods looming above me on the sofa. I started walking towards Ryan’s bedroom, my usual hang out when one of the three giants wasn’t occupied with me. As I was walking past Corey, he looked down and saw me. Without making a comment, he leaned forward and picked me up.
He pulled his shorts open and reached in, dropping me onto his dick and letting his briefs snap shut.
That was it. Nothing. He didn’t manipulate me, hadn’t gotten hard, didn’t want to play with me. It was all done so nonchalantly that I was a little offended. He had simply noticed me walking past and casually shoved me down his pants.
I punched his dick in protest but there was no reaction from him. Pissed off now at being taken so much for granted I really let loose at his soft cock. I kicked, punched and bit at him. The only response I got from him was a quick squeeze through his pants as he grabbed himself, mashing me flat against him in the process.
When I regained my shape I set out to get a reaction again. I crawled up his shaft to his cock head. Reaching his slit I took my hand and pushed it inside him up to my shoulder.
That certainly got a reaction. There was movement all around me as Corey stood up. He adjusted himself as he started to get hard and then there was movement again as he lay down on the floor.
I was crushed as his groin pressed into the floor, my arm still trapped inside his hot shaft. I was still able to move my arm inside him so I moved my hand around, stroking the inside of his slit, pumping it in and out as far as I could move.
I was rewarded by the continued hardening of his cock. I stepped up my efforts, determined to make a point about being taken for granted.
I could feel Corey was hard as a rock now and he had started to slowly fuck the floor. I heard the distant rumble of voices but couldn’t make out what was being said. Then Corey started to move again. He rolled over onto his back and I wondered what he was doing. I felt pressure bear down on his groin. I didn’t know it but he had told Ryan and Matt what I was doing to him and they had told him to roll over. The pressure I was feeling was the sole of Ryan’s foot pressing down on Corey’s cock. Ryan was massaging Corey’s cock with his foot, pressing down, rubbing and prodding.
All I knew was that Corey was hot and horny as hell and it encouraged me to continue with what I was doing to him.
The pressure disappeared momentarily only to come back. But it was different pressure now, more generalised than before. Little did I know that Ryan had stopped his foot massage on Corey’s cock and had decided to sit on him instead. The pressure bearing down on me was my brothers beautiful arse.
Corey proceeded to fuck my brother through both of their shorts. The pressure changed again as Ryan decided to lay on his friend. I didn’t know it but they were kissing passionately, their groins grinding together, smearing me. I also didn’t know that the whole action was getting Matt off as well, sitting on the sofa, jacking off watching his lover make out with their best friend.
I could feel Corey getting closer to coming, his dick getting harder and hotter and his thrusting motions increasing. I got little more warning than that before his hot cum blasted my arm out of him and coated me in its’ slimy embrace.
The pressure above continued for a little while longer before stopping and disappearing altogether. I thought now I would be pulled free but all that happened was Corey rolling back over, crushing me beneath him, covered in his cum, as he returned to watching TV.
I wanted to howl in protest but between being squashed flat and almost drowned in cum, all I could do was fume in silence.

To be continued...