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[SHR] Don't Lose Your Head - Part 4: A Confrontation and An Explanation

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Xoxos_Petals/comments/1ckzupb/shr_dont_lose_your_head_part_3_a_nocturnal/)

"Shit" Kirby screamed loud enough to rouse Kirk from a pleasant dream. He came running.

Kirby had woken up from sleep limp. So he roused his cock, not quite remembering what happened the last time he had jerked off.

The last time he'd shrank.

He was well on his way through a great fantasy quickening his pumping, when he remembered in a flash. His hand leapt off his dick, and he rose to aΒ  sitting position on his bed.Β 

He was nervous. Twitching. He took out the tape measure.

Six inches.

Kirk came in, rubbing his eyes. "What the fuck, man?"

"Dude, I'm shorter again!" Kirby threw the tape measure across the room and held his head, shaking his head.

Kirk's mind flashed back to earlier, to the load who's film he could still taste in his mouth.

He lowered his shorts and said, "Kirbo, I have a confession..."

Kirby's loss was Kirk's gain.

"I need you to text Adelia right now."

-=-=-

π”»π•šπ•• π•ͺ𝕠𝕦 π•π•šπ•œπ•– π•ͺ𝕠𝕦𝕣 π•‘π•£π•–π•€π•–π•Ÿπ•₯?

Kirk read the message on his phone, which popped up just as he picked his phone up.

π•Œ π••π•šπ•• π•₯π•™π•šπ•€? Kirk responded.

"What's she saying, what's she saying?

π”Έπ•‘π•‘π•’π•£π•–π•Ÿπ•₯𝕝π•ͺ π•ͺ𝕠𝕦 π••π•šπ••, π•šπ•— π•ͺ𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 π•–π•©π•‘π•–π•£π•šπ•–π•Ÿπ•”π•šπ•Ÿπ•˜ π•€π• π•žπ•–π•₯π•™π•šπ•Ÿπ•˜ "π•Ÿπ•–π•¨"πŸ˜‚πŸ€£πŸ˜‚πŸ€£πŸ˜‚ Adelia responded. ℍ𝕠𝕨 π••π•šπ•• 𝕙𝕖 π•₯𝕒𝕀π•₯𝕖?

𝕀𝕣𝕀𝕝π•ͺ π•’π••π•–π•π•šπ•’ 𝕨𝕙𝕒π•₯ 𝕕𝕠 𝕨𝕖 π•Ÿπ•–π•–π•• π•₯𝕠 𝕕𝕠? Kirk tested, fingers fumbling on his screen. "I'm taking care of it bro," he said to Kirby at the same time.

The blank look on Kirk's face said it all. π•Šπ•šπ•žπ•‘π•π•ͺ 𝕑𝕦π•₯, π•¨π•™π•–π•Ÿ 𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕀𝕖𝕀 π•™π•šπ•€ 𝕀𝕖𝕖𝕕, 𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕀𝕖𝕀 π•’π•Ÿ π•šπ•Ÿπ•”π•™. π•Šπ•  π•šπ•— 𝕙𝕖 π•¨π•’π•Ÿπ•₯𝕀 π•₯𝕠 π•˜π•’π•šπ•Ÿ π•’π•Ÿ π•šπ•Ÿπ•”π•™...

"What did she say, Kirk?"Kirby was growing more panicked by the minute.

π•”π•’π•Ÿ π•š π•₯𝕖𝕝𝕝 π•™π•ž? 𝕠𝕣 π•šπ•€ π•₯𝕙𝕒π•₯ π•’π•˜π•’π•šπ•Ÿπ•€π•₯ 𝕣𝕦𝕝𝕖𝕀 𝟚? Kirk asked, hoping he could let his friend in on what's going on.

π”»π•’π•žπ•Ÿ, 𝕀 π•¨π•šπ•€π•™ 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕀 π•₯𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 π•₯𝕠 𝕀𝕖𝕖 π•™π•šπ•€ 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 π•¨π•™π•–π•Ÿ π•ͺ𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠. π•Šπ•¦π•£π•–, π•₯𝕖𝕝𝕝 π•™π•šπ•ž! Kirk could almost see the smile on her face as she pictured Kirby's reaction.

"Bro, everytime you cum, you're gonna lose an inch," Kirk revealed to his friend. "I had no idea, deadass," He hung his head in shame.

"So it's just gone?" Kirby's heart sunk, realizing he'd only have six or seven more orgasms in his lifetime, each time growing smaller and smaller.

"Well, no," Kirk said as he showed Kirby the screen.

"...ask her how exactly I would gain an inch," Kirby asked. He had always considered himself straight, just barely tolerating his best friends proclivities.Β 

He was a pitcher, not a catcher.

"I have an idea," Kirk said.

-=-=-

"It doesn't taste bad, honestly," Kirk said over the whir of the blender.Β 

Although neither of them were gymheads, they weren't complete strangers to Protein Smoothies, and had the tools and fixings to make them on hand.

"I don't want to think about it," Kirby said. His eyes refused to look directly at the mug which Kirk had just jerked off to five minutes ago, but he was acutely aware of it, and he could imagine the taste in his mind.

"Look away, Kirbo. Out of sight out of mind," Kirk said.

Kirby turned away as Kirk emptied the contents in the blender, then let it whirr again.Β Β 

After a minute, Kirby shuddered as his friend poured the new Protein shake in the cup, then brought the cup to him.

Kirby held the cup, looking leery at the frothy foam on top. He took a tentative whiff, but just smelled blueberries and bananas.

He pinched his nose, and poured the contents down his throat, swallowing quickly.

And, as he finished his shake, he took his fingers off his nose. The smell of bananas and blueberries rushed in, with no hint of the special "protein" Kirk deposited.

\*\*DING\*\* Kirk's phone went off with a new text message.

As Kirby looked frustratingly at his penis, Kirk read the message on his phone.Β 

𝕀π•₯ π• π•Ÿπ•π•ͺ π•¨π• π•£π•œπ•€ π•šπ•— 𝕙𝕖 π•˜π•–π•₯𝕀 π•šπ•₯ π•—π•£π• π•ž π•₯𝕙𝕖 𝕀𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕔𝕖!

"Uh, bro," Kirk turned his face to Kirby.

[Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/Xoxos_Petals/comments/1cvi1ff/shr_cnc_dont_lost_your_head_part_5_an_agreement/)