My Jelly Boyfriend

by pmcapture

Science is important. It envelops our knowledge of our world around us, and even what lies beyond the realm of our atmosphere. However, it can also fulfill...practical desires. This is the story of how scientists finally artificially created a conscious being for the first time in history, answering every last question about ourselves. The conscious being escapes to find its love

13. Snap, Crackle, and Pop

Chapter 13 - Snap, Crackle, and POP!

I wiped away the extra splooge from my lips as I began walking out to the kitchen. "Wait!", my jelly boyfriend shouted. I turned around to him, facing him as he sat in the computer chair. "Can I come with you?", he asked. I stalled for a second, since we've never made breakfast together before. "Sure!", I said with a cheerful tone.

My jelly boyfriend quickly morphed into his octopus state, moving to my right side with his tentacles, giving me one to hold as I walked him out to the kitchen. As we began walking together, I began to notice something... strange about the tentacle I was holding. I inconspicuously looked down at my hand to see if it was what I thought it was.

...yep, it's a dick tentacle, alright. Something freaky was going on with my jelly boyfriend today. As we walked into the kitchen, my jelly boyfriend moved over to the kitchen table, casually pulling out a chair and sitting down. I walked over to the toaster to get some pop-tarts. As I opened the cabinet above it, and began opening the box, I felt something slowly make it's way up my leg.

I let out a big sigh, and looked directly at my jelly boyfriend. "What?", he asked. "You can't just suck my dick in the middle of doing something and not expect me to get any more!" I rolled my eyes, and said "I can't do something as simple as prepare Pop-Tarts without you trying to have sex with me! First it's yesterday's breakfast, then it's a Mario Maker level, and now this?!" He replied, "Hey! One thing leads to another, what else can I say?"

Wait a second, I thought to myself. That cupboard seemed awfully empty... I opened the cupboard another time before putting the pop-tarts in. All empty. Yikes. There were even some cobwebs up on the highest shelf. I stood there staring at the cupboard, thinking about what or how I was going to go to the grocery store without leaving my jelly boyfriend here all by himself. Speaking of which, he began to see my face turn pale white. "What's wrong, honey?", he asked, moving towards me to see what was in the cabinet.

When he eventually moved up behind me, looking over my shoulders to see the empty cabinet, I could feel his breath against my ear. We both looked at each other in fear. "Well now what do we do?!", my jelly boyfriend said in a worried tone of voice. I said, "We'll figure it out later, but for right now, I need to start cooking these pop-tarts."

I finally took the two Pop-Tarts out of the silver wrapping, placing one in each of the toaster's slots. I placed my finger on the toaster's lever, and I was about to push down if it wasn't for my jelly boyfriend: "Hey, before you push down on that lever and start cooking those pop-tarts, I want to make a bet!" I slowly turned my head towards him. "What are the terms?", I asked. He replied, "I'll bet you that I can make you cum before the pop-tarts are done! If you orgasm before those pop-tarts are done, I'm going to the grocery store with you." I was about to refuse, until I heard: "However, if those pop-tarts pop up out of that toaster, and you haven't jizzed yet, I'll leave you alone for the rest of the day and settle on porn." I looked up at the cupboard, then down at the toaster. The toaster read: 'MINIMUM TIME - 30 SECONDS' on the side.

I looked back towards my jelly boyfriend, saying "Deal!" He started to get into position, with his head near my soft dick. No fucking way, I thought to myself. "Are you ready, Junior?", I asked him. "Don't call me that! That sounds really gay.", he said. I laughed maniacally, saying, "You're saying that me calling you 'Junior' is really gay when you're next to my dick right now?!" He seemed to get kind of angry. "Dude shut up and start the damn pop-tarts already!"

I started the countdown. "Alright! ...Well here goes nothing! 3... 2... 1..." My jelly boyfriend had this strange expression on his face. It was a mixture of anger and sexual arousal. "COME ON!", he yelled. I finally gathered enough courage to finally yell "...GO!" and pushed down on the lever, allowing the pop-tarts to fall in and start cooking.

My jelly boyfriend first closed his mouth around my soft dick and balls, and started to suck. I had to stop myself from moaning. I thought about things that I hated: My boss, my bills, my job... But it didn't seem to do enough. "Aaah!", I cried as my soft dick started to harden inside my jelly boyfriend. This was probably the best blow-job I have gotten from him up to this point.

If there was one thing my jelly boyfriend had, it was a good sense of judgement. He knew that this alone wasn't going to make me cum in less than 30 seconds. With only a handful of seconds of thinking, he quickly brought two tentacles behind me. One turned into a dick tentacle, which started to rub... Yup, my taint. again. The other one was more interesting, though. The other one began to form a hand on it's tip, which allowed for my jelly boyfriend to easily finger my butthole. "Hahh... Oh fuck! NNGGH, NO!", I yelled as I shot my juices inside my jelly boyfriend's mouth. Only 3 seconds later, did the pop-tarts pop out of the toaster.

After releasing me from his grips, my jelly boyfriend exclaimed "HA! I WIN! Looks like your ass belongs to me!" I was panting a little bit, tiny bits of spit leaving my mouth and falling onto either the floor or the countertop. He continued, "But not right now though. I still have to finish my game.", he said as he grabbed one of the pop-tarts out of the toaster, casually taking a bite as he walked towards the bedroom.