Emil Part I

[Florian]

Hi guys I know it's ben a while...but Emil will return. I've been working on a painting of Emil. I've been out of the country for a while so I haven't been able to update the strory. I have every intention on doing so very soon. i want to have a painting done to post for the story so at least everyone has an idea of what Emil looks like.

[Florian]

Emil held his mighty man tool with his right hand. His 15 inch cock was as hard as diamond.
"God I hope that thing fits.", Sonja said.
Emil knew it would one way or the other....she had deepthroated his beast after all. He was amazed she could even do that considering the shaft was 11 inches in diameter.
"It will.", he said reassuringly. "But first I wanna do this...,".
Emil stuck out his 13 inch long pink tongue and went down her. He kissed, smacked, and sucked the insides of her thighs moaning softly as he swirled his snake like tongue ever closer to her sweet box. Emil did this for over 20 minutes before his mouth descended upon her pussy lips. Sonja was rolling her head back and forth in ecstacy. Finally she felt his hot breath on her prize and his long tongue going ever deeper inside.
"Oh jeez.....oh shit that's nice.", she moaned.
Emil was enjoying this big time...his man spear was throbbing waiting it's turn to give and receive pleasure.
She began thrashing her head back and forth as the first of many orgasms rippled through her body.
"OOHHH God, fuck yeah...shit God...fuckin' comin'!!!", she shouted.
"Fuck me please ....now Emil!", Sonja exclaimed.
Her scent in his nose he stood up and took his great dong in hand and put the tip up to her pussy. Her juice was oozing out as he began to slide in to her becoming one.
"Fuck God that's ....ooooooh ya.....jeez....good!, she shouted.
It was going in albeit slowly, Emil didn't want to hurt her. In and in it went inch by inch, her pussy was being stretched ever wider. Emil grunted, "Yeah....shit....raaarr!"
So far it was in at least half way and he started to slowly pump her. He felt pleasure like he had never felt before, her warmth, silky wet insides making him pump a little harder. Sonja's huge puddings of breast were gyrating back and forth , to and fro, as she began to grunt shout and squeal with pleasure.
"Ahh....HUHH....HUHHHH, ......fuck....fuck .....fuck SHIT, Fuck .....God........fucking COCK.....GOOD!!!!!", She exclaimed.
Both were now fully screwing each other in a frenzy fuck living only for this moment. Her soft feminine beauty, her motherly titanic breasts undulating and Emil's god like muscular physique with his tight ass and impossibly narrow hips pumping for all he wa worth. His manmeat was somehow fully inside her. Both were building up a sweat his pounding rocking the bath house.
Then Emil felt the moment was coming, he was having difficulty holding back.
"Uhhh.....uhhhhhh.....uhhhhhhhh.....uhhhhhh.uhhhhh h.....here it comes....!!!!!!," he gasped.
He pulled his rod out it was reddish, pink, purple, with tints of greenish blue from his throbbing veins and shiny slick from her motherly juice.
"NYAHHHH come..... on me ...." Sonja said breathless.
He did. Emil's whole powerful frame froze up locked as if every sinew was giving it's attention to the orgasm that was coming like a flood.
The first rope thick and heavy shot well over her body splattering against the wall.
"SHIT...RARRRRRRRRRR.....FUCKKKKKKKK.....YAAAAAAAA A...!!!!!! Emil couldn't control himslef. He thought for an instance he would pass out from the pleasure.
More long trains of silvery white man jam blasted out landing on Sonja's face, chest, legs and stomach.
"Can't stop....fuck....goood!!!!,Emil shouted as more come shot out.
Sonja couldn't believe the amounts of Emils elixir that were pouring out. She was doused, covered in his hot fluid. she looked up at his muscular body, his head tilted back, his big man tits shaking as his right hand pumped his mighty cock.
Then little by little it ended.....finally. The scent of his cum permeated the bath house. Sonja got on her knees, put her hands on his huge veiny thighs and began to greedily lick his spent semen from his right hand, and cock. His dick was calming down ever so slightly but was still at more than half mast.
"Do it up my ass Emil,"Sonja said as she smacked and rubbed his god cock on her lips. In an instant his prick became hard. He did what she asked.

[Florian]

The first week of school had begun. Emil was now a senior. This year was going to be completey different than every other one by far. He was unprepared for the attention that he was now getting from both guys and girls. During the first day of classes everyone stared in disbelief. Some didn't even recognize Emil. People whispered, some giggled but for the most part they were in awe at the superman Emil had become.
Emil's clothes showed off every bulge, from his huge man tits, shoulders, arms, broad back and tight little bubble butt. His thighs and calves stretched his jeans to their limit. His stupendous cock and grapefruit sized balls created an almighty bulge. His dick was slung down along his inner right thigh creating a long high ridge.
As with most schools everyone joined their respective cliques. There was Cy Moquin and his group of blackclad goths. The girls had various groups. There were the rich snooty girls, the so so looking ones clustered together, the goth types, the punk types, and the hippy ones.
Emil hated the snooty girls, always had. They tended to side with Terry Nelson and his band of thugs called Chow Mein. The rich bitches as Emil called them always thought they were better than the other girls and too good for any guy except those allied with Terry.
Emil knew the rich bitch crowd was envious of Sonja. She always hung out with the so so looking girls who in turn grouped themselves with the nerdy girls who hung out with Emil's guys. But it wasn't that, that made the bitches jealous. It was her Jennifer Connelly looks, her stunning body and her titanic breasts. That drove them crazy. They all wish they had Sonja's tits. Every guy wished they could touch them.
It was Wednesday 11:15 AM and Emil walked to his next class which was AP History. It seemed like all his friends were also taking the harder Advanced Placement classes like AP History, AP Physics, AP Chemistry. This was fine by him it was like a one big happy family in every class.
As Emil walked to his first ever AP History class, the other students shot him looks, smiles, greetings, and waves. Terry Nelson and his crew saw Emil then simply whispered and nodded to each other while looking cooly at him.
"Yeah look at me you bastards", Emil thought to himself.
Just before Emil walked in the doorway to his class, came a tug at the back of his tight shirt.
"Hey you fuckin' stud whatsup!",the raspy smokey female voice shouted.
Emil recognized the voice, smiled and turned around. It was none other than the fiery 5 foot blonde punk, Zoe Zelewski.

[Florian]

Emil turned and looked right into Zoe's bright green eyes. She looked a lot like the Canadian porn star Tiffany Towers in the face and body. Zoe wasn't really part of any group or clique in school, she was too independent for any of that. She had a headstrong fiery attitude and always spoke her mind. She could easily cuss up a storm and stare down people much bigger than her. Emil sometimes called her the "Crazy Polak".
"Goddamn look at ya.", she said flashing her signature bright smile while poking him on one of his big muscled pecs.
Emil smiled and said, "Ya I grew up a bit."
He knew that was a lie.
"Shit I'll say.", she mused.
Emil motioned with his head to the classroom behind him,"Ya have AP History with Mr Burleigh too?"
"Nah I got study hall right now." Zoe said. "Fuck I'm gonna be late, we'll talk later. See ya!"
"See ya." Emil answered.
Emil walked into class and noticed Sonja had saved a seat next to her.
While class began one of Emil's close friend Joey was outside walking back from his car retrieving a folder for one of his afternoon classes. As he walked back to the main building he saw Terry Nelson, Dax Williams, and Bill Cairns milling about. They were supposed to be in study hall. Joey hated these guys. For an instance when he spotted them his legs seemed to want to walk in the opposite direction as if by instinct to want to run from trouble. He was completely alone. He thought maybe if he kept a stern face and walked quickly past them they wouldn't bother him. He was wrong.
"Whatsup fruit", Dax asked.
Joey didn't answer and kept walking.
"Hey fruit, are you the pitcher or catcher?" Terry asked. The others laughed.
"Shit." Joey muttered.
"Whadya say?", Bill asked blocking Joey's way.
"Nothin'", Joey answered.
Now it was too late. They had gotten his attention and essentially surrounded him. Joey didn't see anybody else around. "Great just fuckin' great" he thought to himself.
"Look i gotta get to class", Joey said trying to move forward but Bill wouldn't let him pass.
"Bet he took it up the ass.", Dax said laughing.
"Fuck they always take it up the ass.", Terry said.
"What's your fuckin' problem just let me get to class.", Joey pleaded.
"Oooooh listen to fruit boy.", Terry motioned with his hand.
Joey had had enough. He tried to get past Bill bumping him in the shoulder.
"Fuck.", Joey thought to himself. This is what they were looking for some sort of body contact.
He was right. Bill slugged him in the stomach, followed by Dax kicking Joey behind his knees making him collapse to the ground. While he was on the ground Terry kicked him hard in the side. Joey winced from the pain and just wanted for it to stop. Terry and the others backed up letting Joey get up. He staggered to his feet one hand holding his right side. Joey's face grimaced from pain. By instinct it was fight or flight. Joey unfortunately chose fight. He lunged forward to Terry and swung at him. He missed but Joey kept moving forward trying to tackle Terry. This was very stupid. These guys were part of the football team and did this sort of thing for fun.
All three of them laughed and wooped it up. Terry flipped Joey on the ground puching him several times in the face.
"Fuckin fruit!", Dax shouted.
Joey just wanted it to stop. He surrendered. Joey stayed on the ground.
"Come on let's get back to class", Bill said.
"Later dude....HAHAHA!," Dax remarked motioning another punch to Joey making him flinch.
After they had left Joey pulled himself from the ground. His legs felt like concrete, his ego shot and his ribs and face hurt like hell. To top that he was bleeding from his nose. He picked up his folder and walked towards the school clinic.
The bell rang at 12:25 and Emil's class was over. Time for lunch. He and Sonja walked out and headed to their lockers. They had decided to go off campus for lunch.
As they put their books away Cy Moquin walked up to both of them.
"Didya here 'bout Joey?", Cy asked munching on a bag of cheese popcorn.
"Huh no what?", Emil asked.
"He got beat up man. His nose is broken or something fucked up. Think Terry and his crew beat him up dude." Cy winked.
Emil asked,"Where is he now?"
"Clinic I think." Cy answered.
"Come on let's go", Sonja said.
They both walked to the clinic and were just about to go inside when Joey walked out.
"Oh shit.", Sonja whispered.
Joey was holding an icepack on his nose. It was broken.
"Going to the hospital man.", Joey said disgusted.
"Fuck Joey you want me to take you?" Emil asked.
"Nah Erik's gonna take me.", he answered.
"Who did this?", Emil's blood was begining to boil.
"Man who the fuck do ya think. Terry, Bill and that fuckin lapdog Dax.", Joey said as he walked off to meet Erik.
"You go ahead to lunch Sonja," Emil said.
"Emil don't do anything stupid....please.", she asked.
Emil walked off without answering her. His anger was growing and he stormed off looking for anybody from Chow Mein.

[Florian]

At first Emil couldn't find anyone from Terry's gang. They were all off campus till 1:15 when lunch break was supposed to be over. Just as Emil was about to enter the main building he spied Dax heading to his car in the senior parking lot.
"Perfect, he'll be first.", Emil thought to himself.
Dax was 25 feet from his brand new green Turbo Z when Emil called out to him.
"Dax!", he shouted.
Dax turned to see the muscled ripped Emil coming for him.
"Yeah what do ya want?", Dax asked trying to act inocent.
"You.", Emil said. "Didya have fun beatin up Joey? Huh?".
"Hey man just fuck off.", Dax answered.
That did it. A rage built up within Emil. He grabbed Dax around his belt buckle and with hardly any effort lifted him singlehandedly almost a foot off the ground. Emil just stared into his face.
"Fuck dude!," Dax exclaimed.
Emil then threw Dax back 20 feet causing him to hit the ground and roll.
Emil walked up to Dax who was trying to get off the ground, lunged and grabbed his throat. He squeezed Dax's scrawny neck. Once agin he picked him up like a ragdoll.
Emil knew it would be so easy to squeeze a little harder and snap his neck.
"All I gotta do is squeeze you fuck." Emil growled.
Dax made gasping and gurgling sounds. Just when it seemed that he was about to pass out Emil let go his iron grip.
"You tell Terry and the others I'll meet them in the locker house by the soccer field after school.", Emil demanded.
Dax was on his knees grabbing his throat and coughing.
"Didya fuckin' hear me asshole!", Emil yelled.
"Yeah". Dax answered feebly.
Emil turned to look at Dax's new car.
"Nice car, too bad it's wasted on someone like you.", Emil mused walking beside it.
With one hand Emil lifted the sportcar on it's side and rolled it over like it was a toy.
"That's better." Emil said turning to Dax.
A few seniors heard the crunching of metal and breaking of glass from Emil's incredible stunt.
They came over and were dumbfounded to see Dax's car on it's back like a turtle.
"Whoa what the fuck...", someone said.
"The wind blew it over.", smiled Emil.
Emil turned to Dax and said quietly, "Don't forget to tell Terry asswipe."
Emil walked off looking at his wristwatch, he noticed there was still time enough to go get something to eat before classes resumed.
Dax sat on the ground rubbing his neck and looking at what Emil had done to his car. He was dumbfounded at Emil's strength.
One of the seniors looking at Dax's car simply chuckled and said, "Too bad about you're car dude".
Dax was too flustered to answer.

[Florian]

For the rest of the afternoon Emil thought about what was going to happen after school. He wasn't worried in fact he looked forward to it. The only thing he was worried about was that Dax might not tell Terry and his thugs to meet him after school. Emil knew that Terry's group had at least a dozen members. How many would show if Dax did tell Terry was the question. Emil wanted all of them to show. Twelve against one didn't scare him. Hell 100 to one wouldn't faze him. He possessed strength that was not of this earth. What Emil wished was to beat all of them in one fight, to subjugate them. He wanted to prove to Terry that he was the alpha male and wipe out Chow Mein. If they resisted after today he would continue to beat them until they surrendered. He was prepared to dole out punishment to their girlfriends as well. Emil would fuck them silly with his powertool if any of their boyfriends raised a finger against any of his friends.
Three o' clock came and school was officially over for the day. The school had several locker rooms, the one which he was now headed towards was a seperate building catering to football and men's soccer. As Emil walked towards it he noticed someone running in the main entrance. He couldn't tell who it was from this distance. He entered the building and made a beeline to the huge guys locker room.
As he walked down the passageway which led to the main room he could hear voices, alot of them. He recognized Terry's. Emil entered the main locker hall and was confronted with what looked like a thug convention. All of Chow Mein was there including some guys he didn't even know. He counted at least 35 guys. When he walked in, the room got silent and all of them seemed to cluster to the opposite side of the cavernous room. Emil was pleased. They were all here for him.
The whole scene looked like some B movie. Here was one guy facing a small army. Nothing was said, Emil looked at them. They were nothing like him physically.
"Everybody here for me?", Emil asked.
"Yeah you could say that.", Terry said standing in front of his crew.
"Where's Dax?", Emil asked.
"He'll be here. You ain't leavin' here in one piece dude.", Terry said defiantly.
"How's it gonna be. One at a time or all at once?",Emil queried.
Just as he finished he had his answer. At least half of them rushed him. They thought that with their combined mass they could knock Emil over and pin him to the ground. At which point they believed they could pummel him into submission. They were wrong, dead wrong. Emil grabbed two guys with each hand and threw them back into the guys following behind. They fell like bowling pins. One rushed him to his left, so with his left hand Emil picked him up over his head and threw him 30 feet to where Terry was standing. Another two tried to tackle him but Emil threw them to the side like ragdolls. His shirt was torn so Emil ripped it off, revealing his godlike muscled torso. His veins were popping, ripped muscle revealed, and his huge man tits flexed. There Emil stood shirtless wearing only a tight pair of jeans.
The second wave of thugs faired no better than the first. Bodies flew hitting lockers and walls. The place looked like a typhoon had hit it. Only Emil and Terry stood. All the others were writhing in pain on the floor. Bill Cairns rose up with a baseball bat and swung with all his might at Emil. The bat met a fist causing it to shatter into splinters. Emil picked up Bill with his right hand and tossed him trying to hit Terry with Bill's body. Terry ducked and Bill slammed into the lockers. He didn't get up.
"Now it's your turn Terry.", Emil said.
Suddenly someone grabbed him from behind. It was none other than 6' 7" Will "World" McKenna. He played center for the football team and flattened his opponents with ease. Dax apparently left before Emil came and brought Will to help Chow Mein. When Dax entered the locker room his jaw dropped. Emil was standing amidst broken and writhing bodies.
Will squeezed Emil from behind with all his might. It didn't do any good. Emil broke his grip with ease, turned quickly to face Will and lifted him over his head. Emil just stood there for a minue holding 395lb Will "World" McKenna clear over his head with no effort. Emil smiled and threw Will clear across the room. Will's body smashed into a row of lockers with such force they buckled and collapsed.
"Come here Terry!", Emil demanded.
"Fuck you prick!", Terry answered picking up a tire iron he had gotten from his car before the fight. "Come and get me."
Emil walked towards him, stepping over Terry's friends who were writhing on the floor in pain.
Dax sidled up next to Terry. Both were trying to prepare for the inevitable onslaught from Emil, who had singlehandedly beaten all their friends in a few minutes. They witnessed his power and strength and knew they couldn't beat him. But ego demanded that they try.
Emil came withing 10 feet, stared at both and said, "Who's first?" while flexing his huge pecs.

[nj.]

Ah.. give the bad guys a shot, you're making it too easy.

[Florian]

Terry swung first with tire iron in hand. Emil blocked his swing and grabbed the iron rod from his hand. He then bent it as easily as one would bend a garden hose and flung it aside. Emil then punched Dax squarely in the face sending him flying back. Dax was knocked unconscious bleeding profusely from his mouth and nose.
"Your turn fuckhead." Emil growled looking at Terry.
Terry looked around, there was no one left to help him.
"Coach Ashcroft!", Terry shouted looking behind Emil.
Emil quickly turned to see if coach Ashcroft had indeed entered the locker room. He hadn't. Terry right crossed Emil's face with all his might. Thwack!
Emil put his hand against his nose, a small trickle of blood came out.
"That's all the chance you'll get.", Emil said glaring at Terry with his piercing blue eyes.
He grabbed Terry's right arm and snapped it like a twig.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaagh. Shiiiit!!!!,"Terry yelped.
Terry held his right arm and wimpered. Emil then punched him on the side of his head causing Terry to crumple to the floor.
Emil wiped the small trickle of blood from his nose and looked around him. He was done here. All those years of torment from Chow Mein came to this moment. He knew this was only the first round, and he had won. Emil picked up his torn shirt from the floor and walked out. Once outside he breathed in a breath of fresh air. He felt good, powerful, unstoppable.
The next day word had spread of some big fight on school grounds. Some members of Chow Mein didn't come to class. Those that did showed evidence of having the shit kicked out of them. People noticed that the only one's wearing these war wounds were the bullies. Everyone wanted to know what exactly happened. Had these bullies been fighting each other, some sort of gang related brawl? Then somebody mentioned that they had seen Emil walk into the locker house...alone.
Coach Ashcroft was livid. Several members of his football team were injured in the fight and it was doubtful if they would be able to play for the first half of the season. Ashcroft questioned "World" and found out who had been responsible for his player's injuries.....it was Emil Eichinger. Emil was in AP Calculus when he was informed to go to the front office.
In the class with him were two of his friends, Erik Lanier and Andrew Laird. They knew Emil beat the shit out of those guys but they stayed quiet. They were happy as hell that Emil did what he had done but were now afraid of the consequences for their long time friend.
Emil got up from his desk said nothing but turned to Erik and Andrew and smiled as he walked out.
He went in the front office where the Headmaster's secretary told him to got into the headmaster's office. Once there he saw Mr Webster talking to Coach Ashcroft.
"Sit down Mr Eichinger.", said Headmaster Webster.
"What happened yesterday?", Coach Ashcroft demanded.
"I heard there was a big fight", Emil answered.
"Some of those involved are saying you started it.", Mr Webster said.
"Those guys beat up Joey yesterday and threatened me.", Emil replied knowing that half of what he was saying was a lie.
"The locker house looks like a damn warzone!", Ashcroft yelled. "Several of my players aren't gonna be able to make the first couple of games and a few others won't be able to make it period!"
"Mr Webster is everyone saying that I singlehandedly beat up all these guys?" Emil asked.
"That's what some told Coach Ashcroft." Webster added.
"Well I don't know what they're telling you but I had nothing to do with it....honest", Emil said. "These guys got beat up and now they're trying to blame me for it. Mr Webster you've known me for a long time. I would never harm anyone. I always try and avoid a fight."
Mr Webster had known Emil for quite some time and he and his friends never caused any problems. Those who did cause him headaches were the one's who got mauled yesterday. Terry Nelson's bunch were always responsible for fights, and complaints about bullying. Unfortunately there was little he could do to stop them. Their parents would never admit that their kids caused such problems. It was always someone else's kid. Deep down Mr Webster felt that Emil had indeed beaten the bullies up.
"That'll be all Mr Eichinger. You can get back to class. Let's hope that this sort of thing never happens on school property ever again. Don't you agree?", he said.
"Holy shit I'm off the fuckin' hook.", Emil thought to himself.
Coach Ashcroft wasn't pleased but there wasn't anything he could do. This dumb punk sitting next to him may have just caused his team to lose the season.
"Thanks Mr Webster.", Emil smiled shook Mr Webster's hand and walked back to class.
As Emil walked from the administration building Coach Ashcroft followed him.
"Emil I want a word with you!", he demanded.

[Florian]

Emil turned to Coach Ashcroft. The coach was clearly angry and stormed up to him.
"I know you were responsible Emil. Mr Webster might have washed his hands of the fight. But I haven't. Don't think you'll get away with injuring some of my players.", Ashcroft said glaring at Emil.
"Last year Bill Cairns beat up one of my friends. A couple of days ago he did the same to Joey.," Emil answered. "Last year you didn't do anything to punish him, and I'm sure you wouldn't have done anything this time around. Well they were looking for a fight so I gave them one. Now when they get beat up, suddenly you care, only 'cause your stupid football team might lose some games. You could care less what they do to people."
"I'll go to the police if I have to about pressing charges against you. At the very least I'll get you thrown out of school." Ashcroft retorted.
Emil sighed, looked away then stared back at the coach, an icy look formed in the coolness of his blue eyes.
"Hmmm not such a good idea coach. What would your wife think about all this." he said.
"What's my wife got to do with what's going on?", Aschcroft asked.
"If you don't drop what happened, I just might have to pay your wife a visit.", Emil replied, a dirty smile came across his face. "I've always had the hots for her ever since 9th grade."
"Why you little shit! If you even touch....."
"Then drop it, otherwise...well you know.", Emil interrupted.
That stopped the coach in his tracks. Emil just walked away still with his dirty grin across his face and went back to class.
A couple of days afterward Erik Lanier had a small party at his mothers house. Erik's sparents were divorced and the mother was away on business so they had the place all to themselves. Emil was there along with about a dozen or so close friends. There was small talk but the big subject was the fight. By now everyone knew Emil had beaten the shit out of Terry and his lot all by himself.
"Dude Terry must've been shittin' in his pants.", Erik said.
"Ya pretty much.", Emil smiled as he planted himself down on a plush couch.
"Just wished I had been there.", Joey added. "I would've loved to see those guys gettin' their asses kicked."
"Yeah finally.", Andrew Laird added."All those fuckin' years of having to put with their bullshit. I saw Dax and Terry yesterday. Man they looked fucked up. Terry's arm was in a cast and their faces looked like hammered shit."
Everyone laughed. The doorbell rang, and Erik went to answer the door. Emil craned his neck to see who it was and saw Zoe, Sonja, and a real cute guy with long hair in a ponytail walk in.
"Hey dudes!", Zoe said in her brash voice. "where's the fuckin booze Erik!"
Erik took Zoe to raid the liquor cabinet.
"Hey Son.", Emil said with a warm smile.
"Hey Em.", she answered bending over to kiss him on the lips. Emil smelled her perfume. Her tight blouse and incredible cleavage made his cock rumble.
"Guys this is Sepehr, he's a new student. He'll be in our senior class" Sonja said introducing him to the group.
"Hello," Sepehr said sheepishly.
"Hi Sepehr," everyone seemed to say in unison.
Emil was captured by this new guy. He was lean, toned and his complexion was dark as if he was either Spanish or North African.
"Damn this guy's pretty hot."Emil thought to himself.
Erik came back in the living room where everyone was getting comfortable. Zoe was her usual loud self as she nursed her first glass of 7 and 7.
"Sepehr you want something to drink?", Erik asked.
"Oh yeah just a Coke please.", he answered.
Sepehr was talking to Joey when someone behind him said, "Here ya go Sepehr."
He turned and saw a very muscular attractive blonde hand him his drink.
"I'm Emil."
"Nice to meet you.", Sepehr answered shaking Emil's hand.
Emil looked in his eyes and thought to himself, "Hmmmm very hot. Very hot indeed."

[QuoteTheRaven]

Wow... You do a great great job with this story

[Florian]

As the party wore on Emil spied Sepehr looking at him at times. He would look away when he noticed Emil catching his gaze. By now Erik who was known for his Jesus/Manson hair and beard had brought out one of his bongs. Erik was THE man of drugs. He had taken almost every psychedelic known to man and knew more than anyone about the drugs. As for weed he had several types including his favorite called "Alaskan Mindfuck" which he brought out for tonights party. Before long Zoe, Sonja, Andrew, Joey and a few others were taking hits from the bong Erik called the "Purple Pillar". Emil declined to join in, instead making himself quite comfortable downing shots of chilled Grey Goose vodka.
"I'm pretty fucked up.", said Andrew.
Emil laughed, he had a great buzz himself. Sepehr sneeked in a bit of Parrot Bay in his coke. Sonja came over to Emil and sat down on his lap. The conversation inevitably turned to sex.
"Okay who's got the biggest tits in our class.", Erik said smiling.
"Take a guess." Emil answered pointing to one of Sonja's gigantic orbs.
"I'd vote Sonja and Zoe.", Andrew chimed in.
"Ya mean these things!", Zoe said pressing her big jugs together.
Emil looked over at Sepehr who sat quietly sipping on his coke and rum. He seemed a bit uncomfortable with the conversation.
"Alright who's got the biggest cock in school?", Zoe demanded. "Come on dudes...who?"
Sonja looked at Zoe and pointed down at the guy she was sitting on.
"Oh really? So how big is big?", Zoe asked.
Everyone was pretty buzzed by now so inhibitions were dropping like flies.
"Let's go to the bathroom and I'll show you Zoe.", Emil said with a smile.
He led her to a bathroom near the kitchen. Everyone else was laughing their asses off in the living room and couldn't believe what Emil was going to do. Suddenly from down the hall they heard Zoe squeal.
"Oh my fuckin' God!!!", Zoe shouted.
Apparently she had her answer on Emil's size.
"Ya guys this thing is fuckin huge!!," she yelled.
"I gotta check this out.", Joey said as he got up from the living room floor and went to the bathroom. The others including Sepehr followed. Joey and Sonja already knew Emil's dick was massive, but they had to see Zoe's reaction for themselves. They stuck their heads in the bathroom and saw Zoe with her mouth wide open in total disbelief.
"Ya guys look at that!!", she said pointing to it.
"God damn dude!" Andrew said laughing his butt off.
There Emil stood smiling with his jeans unbuttoned and pulled down just enough to let his beefbat hang down. Sepehr craned his neck to look. When he caught sight of it he developed a lump in his throat. He felt a tingle in his stomach when he noticed Emil was staring right at him.
Emil loved the attention. Here were all his friends admiring his gargantuan manhood. His cock wanted to get hard but he wouldn't allow that.
"Okay Em put it away.", Sonja said as everyone, still laughing walked back to the livingroom.
Zoe walked out still in disbelief as Sepehr stood watching Emil stuff his manhood back in his jeans. He smiled at Emil and walked back with the others. Emil smiled back. He would've liked to invite him in the bathroom, lock the door and fuck his brains out. He knew that would come eventually.

[Florian]

Emil arrived home from the party, showered, and went to bed. He awoke around 5:30 am to a dull ache eminating from his cock. He tossed and turned but couldn't get back to sleep because of the sensation. Emil finally got up and went to the bathroom. He turned on the light and looked in the huge mirror.
"What the hell...?", he muttered to himself.
He soon found out why his cock was aching. It had grown.....bigger.
"Jesus, it's bigger!" he thought to himself. Indeed it had grown. His flaccid meatbat had grown to the size his dick used to achieved when erect, 15" long and 11 inches in diameter! It now hung just above his knees. His balls were still the size of grapefruits so at least they hadn't gotten bigger. Emil got a tapemeasure and began to masturbate, he had to see how big his dick was erect. As he stroked he looked at himself in the mirror and loved what he saw. His powerful massive arm pumping an evergrowing cock. within seconds it was at full mast.
"Damn loot at that!", he mused.
He got the tapemeasure out. He wrapped it around the throbbing veiny shaft. It measured 18" in diameter. Next he measured the length......22 inches just shy of 2 feet.
"Goddamn!", he laughed.
Emil could feel it throb, pulses of energy seemed to flow through it's entire length. He stood back from the mirror and made a muscle with both his arms. That made him so horny seeing his huge peaks of bicep muscle, veins popping throughout his arms and a gargantuan hard-on arcing upwards between his big thighs. His body stopped growing over a month and a half ago, so apparently his cock although huge before now had just gone through it's final growth spurt.
He jacked off in front of the mirror. He couldn't even get his hand around the shaft it was so fat. Nevertheless he achieved orgasm quickly. Columns of silvery white creamy fluid belched from his thunderstick.
"NYAHHHHHHHHHHHH!". He arched his back as thick ropes of cum coated the mirror and sink. His orgasm abated, his muscled body relaxed and he smiled.
"Damn that felt goooooooood!," he thought to himself.
He queezed a dollup of cum from his giant cockhead in his palm and ate it. It was sweet like honey.
It took him half an hour to clean his bathroom of his spunk. The aching sensation was gone. He climbed back into bed in the buff and quickly fell asleep.
He dreamed he was the center of attention from dozens upon dozens of faceless men and women. They had beautiful bodies but no features on their faces. It was a huge orgy, they all needed him, wanted him. He fucked and sucked showering them in his elixir. The atmosphere in the dream was warm and wet with colors of red, pink, magenta, orange and coral flashing all around. Somewhere along the dream as two men sucked either side of his shaft while he penetrated a hot woman's pussy he heard a phone ring in the distance. It kept ringing.
Emil woke up. He looked at his watch. It was 12:40pm. The phone by his bed was ringing.

[Florian]

Emil rolled over and answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey dude it's Erik."
"Hey man what's goin' on?", Emil asked.
"Hey listen there's a photographer who's interested in taking some pictures of you." Erik said.
"What? Whadya mean?", Emil queried.
"My Mom knows a lady who's a photographer. She does fine art stuff, and other material for newspapers and magazines.", Erik said.
"How did she ask about me?," Emil wondered.
"I don't know. Maybe this lady saw you somewhere, found out you were going to the same school as me so she asked my Mom. She gave my mom her phone number so do you want it?"
"Yeah I guess. This is kinda weird." Emil said.
Emil wrote down the number.
"Does this lady want me to call her today?"
"Ah I don't know. Whenever's good for you."
"Have you ever met this woman?" Emil asked.
"Once. She does really good work. She's got her own darkroom at her house.".
Someone was beeping in.
"Hey dude can you hold a sec, someone's beeping in.", Emil said.
"Yeah sure."
"Hello?"
"Hi I'm looking for Emil. Is he in?", a woman's voice asked.
"Speaking."
"Hi Emil my name's Kate O'Dow. I'm a photographer..."
"Could you hold a sec I have a caller on the other line. Okay?" Emil said.
He clicked over to Erik.
"Dude I've got to get off, it's her the photographer." he said a little excited.
"All right man....talk to ya later." Erik said quickly.
Emil clicked back.
"Sorry 'bout that. How can I help ya Mrs O'Dow.", Emil asked.
"Oh it's just Miss." Kate said.
Emil thought she had a beautiful voice, very sexy.
"Well Emil I'm a photographer and I like to take photos of various subjects including figure studies."
Emil thought to himself,"Uh huh ya like to take nudie stuff ya mean."
"Whenever I see interesting people I usually give them my card and ask if they might be interested in becoming a subject in a photograph." she said.
Emil thought that was really weird but what the hell.
"I have a lot of my work in several galleries in Toronto, Berlin and New York. I also have appeared in several articles in Art News magazine.", she went on.
Just listening to her voice made his cock twitch. She had a New Zealand/Australian accent.
"So you want to take a couple of photos of me?, he asked.
"Only if you're interested.", Kate said.
"Well sure I'll do it. Are you here in Minneapolis?".
"Yes. Well Elk River."
"Okay that's not too far a drive. When do ya want to see me?"
"Whenever is good for you.", she said.
"How 'bout today?" Emil asked.
"Sure how about late this afternoon, say around 4. Is that alright?"
"I'll be there Miss O'Dow."
"Just Kate." she said with a laugh.
"Okay Kate give me your address and I'll see you at 4."
Emil wrote down the address, thanked her and hung up. This was really weird but he had to see what this was all about. If some kooky lady wanted to take pics of him that was okay by him. Hell she'd probably get herself off with them after he left.
Emil drove to Elk River and was a little late. He found the address and it was a little yellow house with a large looking annex attached.
He was a little nervous as he rang the doorbell. A dog barked from inside. The front door opened and Kate welcomed him in.
"Hi Emil glad you could make it." she smiled.
"No problem." he smiled back.
Emil looked her over and like what he saw. Kate was around 5'7" brunette with striking facial features and a knockout smile. She wore a white turtleneck sweater that masked a hefty bosom. Emil noticed she had a beautiful ass too. He guessed her age was around fortyish.
She was sizing him up as well. Kate loved muscular men, and she loved to photograph them. She found Emil's effeminate face and his big powerful frame quite an interesting mix. She also couldn't help noticing something awfully big hidden between his legs.
Emil looked at various black and white photos hung on the wall. All showed figures of men.
"These are your's right?, he asked."Very nice."
"Yes that's only a small part of my work."
"If I may ask. Where's your accent from?", he wondered.
"New Zealand. I'm originally from Christchurch."
"From New Zealand all the way to Minnesota. That's gotta be quite a culture change." he smiled.
She laughed flashing her beautiful smile.
"Let me get you something to drink. Then I can show you my studio.".
Emil had a feeling that by 9 pm he was going to be wearing Kate atop his cock like an ornament.

[Mad Dog]

I certainly wouldn't raise a fuss if that wasn't the last growth spurt that Emil had.

[Florian]

Kate showed Emil her studio. It was a fairly large one with tripods, lights, props, sofas chairs and a table that had a quite an array of 35mm and medium format cameras laid out.
"Wow quite a nice place. what do you have in mind for the photos Kate?", Emil asked.
"Well there's a dressing room over there behind that curtain. I usually take nudes if that's okay with you.", she said.
"Absolutely.", Emil answered.
"How about we take a few pictures of you wearing some biking shorts. I have several colors. I just hope they fit.", she said eyeing him.
Emil picked up a pair of blue spandex shorts and imediately started to undress...in front of her.
She was about to remind him to use the dressing room but stopped when she saw him taking of his shirt. She pretended not to look while she went about setting up her tripod, lights and Hesselblad camera.
By the time she turned around he was taking off his jeans. Kate nearly dropped her light meter when she saw him in all his glory. Kate gulped.
"Sweet mother.", she thought to herself.
What stood before her was a powerhouse of a young man. Veins outlined every part of his body. She quickly looked at his massive limp meatbat and balls. Without a doubt Emil was the most perfect specimen she had ever seen, and he had the biggest cock she had ever laid eyes on.
"Good God, you have a beautiful body.", she blurted out as he put on the biker shorts.
The shorts were stretched to their limit. Emil put one hand down the shorts to comfortably position his meat. The result looked fantastic.
"Huh whaddya think?", he said with a naughty smile.
Kate was blown away. Emil's tight bubble butt and front package really stood out.
"Uh very nice." she seemed to have trouble saying anything at this point.
Emil could see her eyes looking at his meat.
"These shorts are pretty tight. How does my butt look in them?", he said.
"Fantastic." Kate replied.
Everything about her subject was perfect she thought. This young man could make her a mint with a combination of his god like body and her artistic photos.
She had Emil pose in different positions and seemingly clicked endless rolls of film. She sprayed him with water to simulate sweat and took close ups of every part of his body. Emil loved it. Kate gave him props to hold like weights and snapped away.
"How 'bout some nudes Kate?"
"Certainly if you want."
Of course she wanted Emil thought. He peeled off the shorts, stood before her, and flopped his bat around with his hand. He was toying with her at his point. Emil took the spritzer bottle and sprayed his cock and balls with water. The cool mist felt good. He looked and spied a 45 pound weightlifting plate. He picked it up.
"Oooh good let me take a few of you holding it like that." Kate said snapping pics.
"Want to see something incredible Kate?"
She looked up and thought to herself how anything could be more incredible than what she was already seeing.
Emil held the plate with both hands. She saw the muscles in his arms bulge and veins grow. Emil smiled at her and proceeded to fold the heavy plate like a book.
"Oh my God!", she said her mouth hanging open.
Emil put the plate down and walked towards her.
"Nice huh?"
"H-h-h-how did you do that?", she stammered.
Emil awakened his cock and it began to grow. He wanted Kate now.
She stood still amazed at his young man's unbelieveable strength as she saw his magnificent manhood growing.
"You're incredible!", she exclaimed.
"I know. Now why don't we get down to the real reason you called me here today. You want me. You want this." Emil said holding his now fully erect 22 inch monster.
He stood right up to her. The melon sized reddish pink cockhead pointing up to her chin.
she wimpered and grabbed his meat with both hands. His dick was too big to be put in anyone's mouth. It's presence was so powerful.
"Suck it Kate. You know you want to. Everyone does.", he smiled.
She knelt down before him like a disciple and proceeded to lick and suck his shaft and balls.
"Hmmmm that's it Kate. Do it right." he sighed as he looked at his wristwatch. It read 8:30pm. He predicted he'd be fucking her by 9. Oh well, thirty minutes early.
Emil looked down at her.
"Let's get down to business. I wanna fuck.", Emil said with both hand on hips.
Kate looked up at this superhuman powerhouse.
"Hmmmm mmmmm." she agreed.
Anyone walking by Kate's little yellow house would've heard the sounds of some furious love making. The neighbors must've heard it.
Emil pounded Kate with his giant dong for hours. It wasn't until 3:45 am that the sounds of ecstacy waned. Around 7 am Emil walked out of Kate's place fully satisfied, but very hungry. As he got in his car started the long drive home he wanted to get some breakfast. His cock had been fed now it was his turn. Emil smiled and thought about how Kate reacted to his love making.
"God I'm good." he said aloud.

[Florian]

Rumors have a way of working their way into everyday conversation whether it be at work or at school. At Redcliff High the buzz revolved around one individual...Emil. Some of the rumors were true others false. Here are some of them:
Rumor #1- Emil supposedly crashed a slumber party of five girls and fucked all of them.
False- It wasn't five girls but only three, and he didn't crash the party he was invited.
Rumor #2- Emil banged his Calculus teacher Mrs. Logan after school.
True.
Rumor #3 Emil had an emormous cock and balls.
Absolutely true as many were finding out for themselves.
Rumor #4 Emil possessed incredible strength.
True.
Rumor #5 Emil snapped a railroad tie like it was a twig.
True.
Rumor #6 Emil drank his own cum every morning.
Partly true. Emil drank his cum once in a while but not every day.
Rumor #7 Emil had a woman put into the hospital because he almost tore her in half with his huge dick.
False. The women who had his meat could barely walk for several days but no one was ever hospitalized.
Rumor #8 Emil raped Bill Cairns after Bill made threats to one of Emil's friends.
True.
Rumor #9 Emil went to a swinger's club and fucked over 20 people.
False. He fucked two men and 7 women.
Rumor #10 Emil was fucking for money.
False.
Rumor #11 Emil was doing porn films.
False. Although he had been approached by a producer Emil said no.
Rumor #12 Emil got into a fight at a bar downtown and beat everyone up.
False. He beat up 13 guys and raped their gang leader.
Rumor #13 Emil had fucked over 1000 men and women.
False. The number was only 112.
Rumor #14 Emil singlehandedly lifted a schoolbus after it had gotten stuck in thick mud.
True.

These rumors and more spread all over school.
Emil had now risen to become the most talked about guy in school. His exploits whether myth or reality merely furthered his fame. Some felt that he could do whatever he wanted and get away with it. No one would stand up to him and say no. Some had even become afraid of him. His presence, sexual prowess, and strength made him the alpha male.

[SithSpawn]

Is it just me or has Emil become a bit of a bastard since his growth spurt?

He just seems like the sort of guy that I wouldn't want around to protect me if I were one of his former friends.

[Florian]

The student body had split into several groups regarding Emil. There were his long time friends, those who wanted to be his friend simply so that they would be on his good side, those who wanted to be fucked by him, and those who feared him. As for Chow Mein, it no longer existed. Anyone who challenged him paid the price. You would be beaten up or as Emil had started doing with Bill Cairnes, raped. No one dared say anything against him simply because word would spread and Emil would pay that person a visit. If you were his friend you felt safe, if not well you'd be face to face with his 22 inch dick. If he desired you, sooner or later he'd have you. For some students Emil was no better than Chow Mein.
Emil realized his great power and to an extent it was going to his head. He knew he was king. He knew he could take what he wanted and no one could stop him. When Emil was with his friends it was as if he held court. You either stayed out of his way or paid allegiance to him. Lust drove him to fuck every hot girl he wanted. The girls at school talked about his muscular god like body and his immense cock and balls. They asked those who had been screwed what he was like. They all said the same...Emil was unbelievable. Some couldn't take his size, he was simply to big. Those that did could hardly walk for several days. You could tell the girls at school who had been boffed by Emil simply by their painful walk.
Many wanted Emil for themselves, they wanted to be loved by him. But that love was reserved for one girl...Sonja. All the girls were already jealous of her looks and body, now they were jealous because they knew she was the only one Emil really loved. All the other girls were objects to satisfy his sexual appetite.
Sonja was concerned about Emil's influence over everyone. She had already heard of his physical and sexual exploits. What made her worry was whether Emil was letting it get too far. In a way she was a little scared of him. He wasn't the same guy she had known a year ago. She saw people genuinely afraid of his strength and power. She had heard about several rapes he supposedly committed. An 18 year old guy with that much power was dangerous. Sonja realized that she was the center of his world. If he wanted something from her she never said no, she was too afraid to refuse him. Because Emil loved Sonja, she was treated like a queen by all the students. They were afraid she would tell Emil if anything bad happened to her. Despite her misgiving about his power everytime he hugged her body and kissed her neck, she simply melted in his arms. Sex between them was beyond incredible. Despite the fact he was fucking other people didn't make her jealous. She knew that he loved her deeply.
What Sonja had yet to realize was her own power to make Emil do anything she wanted. She was the only person who could tell him what to do. Others saw that but for some reason she had yet to realize her power. Everyone knew Emil's Achilles heel was Sonja's pussy and tits.

[Florian]

Sith it seems that way.