Story: Odd Ditty, pt. 1

[krylyyk]

Sebastian lifted the glass to his mouth and paused, smelling the orange liquid. It had a metallic smell, like the scent left behind on your fingers after handling spare change. He closed his eyes, and placed his lips on the glass. Everything he knew was about to change. This was the moment he could never take back... Maybe.

Mustering his strength, he tipped the glass upward, the fluid filling his mouth. As it washed over his tongue, he tasted similar flavors to what he smelled. It was not unpleasant, but it wasn?t something he would ever crave or want to drink. It took him three giant swallows to get the whole glass down, and when he finished, he placed it on the counter and walked out of his cramped kitchen.

Sitting on his plush coach, he turned on the television to ESPN, and tried to relax. He watched the last twenty minutes of the hockey game, but had trouble concentrating on it. He kept thinking about the drink he just had, and what it might do to him.

When he had first purchased it yesterday afternoon, he was certain it was just a gag product. Sebastian had been plundering some of the stores in Chinatown, looking for a tea set to match some plates he had. Just about the time all the buddha trinkets and bonsai trees were starting to look the same, he saw a hole in the wall shop in the basement of a restaurant. He had nearly missed it, having to go down a set of stairs that were just inside the alley running alongside the building, below the rusty fire escape leading upward. It was the neon light in the window that had caught his attention, flickering slightly in the twilight of the alley.

Inside, the cramped oddity shop was filled with things from all over Asia, but nearly everything was one of a kind. There were fancy colored ceramics, strange paper trinkets, unique carved dragons and anything else you would think you should find in such a place. As Sebastian walked down the claustrophobic aisles, the sweet smell of ginseng filled his nose. Near the end of the row, at the rear of the store, he was humored to find the jars of homemade remedies, oils and herbs.

Ordinarily, such things would only hold his attention a moment, the idea of smelly oils and disgusting weeds that might maybe help a sore throat was always ridiculous to him. Just as he dismissed the rack of jars with their wax seals, another customer rounded the corner of the aisle, nearly knocking him over.

The fella was ripped. That was really the first thing Sebastian noticed. It was odd, considering he was quite straight and had never really had thoughts about other men. He wasn?t turned on by this guy, he just immediately noticed it. The man was about the same age, wearing a pair of low rise jeans that were loose enough at the waste to fit a fist in the extra space, but tightly hugged his body across his bulbous, muscular butt. The man obviously had to buy pants a size too large just to accommodate it. The pull on the jeans from the rear tugged them taut across his front side as well, and Sebastian could not help to notice there was just as much bulge in the front.

Sebastian watched the young man reach out to the shelf in front of them, tracing his eyes up the slinky, lycra shirt clinging to every bulge in his muscular stomach, over the swimmer?s chest to his defined arm. He stared in fascination at the man?s giant, round shoulders, the kind only taut gymnasts have. The stranger was an exquisite specimen of physical perfection.

Closing his mouth, Sebastian smiled uncomfortably when the young man noticed him staring.

?Dude, I know,? the stud said, his cavernous blue eyes sparkling in the dim light. ?I can?t believe it either. It?s this herb, man!? The stud lifted the small bottle of herbal liquid off the shelf, gesturing it toward Sebastian. ?I was smaller than you a week ago!?

The stud then took the bottle, and headed up the narrow aisle to the front of the store. Sebastian looked at the shelf, at the bottle of the herb sitting there in the dust. He wondered if such an herb were possible. He turned, looking at the stud who was walking away. Embarrassingly enough, the stud was looking right back at him over his shoulder, smiling. It was almost a leer.

Rising from the couch, Sebastian turned off the television, and walked to his bedroom. He lifted his shirt over his head, dropping it onto the floor as he undid his jeans and slipped off his boxer-briefs. He stood there, naked in the darkened room, looking at himself. He wondered if this might be the last time he saw this.

He looked at his stomach, hanging out slightly over his waist. He wouldn?t be called fat, but he was certainly far from skinny. At just over six feet tall, his two-hundred and twenty pound frame was thick. He had fantastic legs from riding his bike all over the city, and his arms were okay from the push ups he did most days of the week. It was his midsection that gave him the most grief. The layer of flab left no definition on his stomach, and while his chest was large from the push ups, his nipples rested on a small mound of fat.

Sitting on the edge of his bed, he felt his stomach. Slowly, he rubbed his hand over the hair that covered it, exhaled, and then lay back.

***

Sometime around three a.m., Sebastian awoke in the dark, groggy and exhausted. He had been sleeping deep, but was forced awake by his need to pee. It was something that always plagued him when he had had too much water too late before bed. He lay there a few minutes, deciding if he could fall back asleep and deal with it until morning.

As he waited, trying to convince himself back to sleep, he noticed an odd feeling. There was something soft and warm resting on the insides of his thighs, like someone had placed a warm water balloon between his legs. Panicked, he spun his legs off the bed, and stood up in the darkness.

Immediately, he felt a weighty tug on his groin, and the warm sack still against his legs. He reached to the lamp beside his bed, flipping on the light. His eyes flashed from the sudden brightness, blinding him a moment until they adjusted. Quickly, he looked downward.

Hanging below his waist, was the largest ball sack he had ever seen. Nearly the size of a basketball, his nuts pulled heavily on his groin, and their swollen state made his normal sized penis look small and hidden. He gasped, and watched as the two balls within churned back and forth. Before he had any further chance to freak out, the urge to urinate quickly returned, forcing him to dash to the bathroom.

As he trotted across the room into the bathroom, his huge nuts bounced from side to side, slapping against his legs and giving him slight pain from the load. He lifted the seat, held what he could of his hidden penis, and let loose his stream.

For nearly a minute, he felt the relief of the pressure against his bladder being released. As the stream continued to flow strong and steady, the feeling began to change. It was hardly perceptible at first, but as the piss flowed from his cock, he could feel the muscles in his anus that are normally used to hold back the flow of urine beginning to tighten, incredibly slowly. It was so slow and subtle, in fact, that he could not have been doing it on purpose even if he had wanted to. By the time he even noticed it, he realized he had no control of them, and they continued to tighten. As they did, his stream began to slow, tapering off from a strong stream into a gentle arc, a trickle, and then nothing.

The muscles in his sphincter and anus held tight for a moment, completely cutting off the flow of his urine, which he still felt needed to be released. Then, just as subtly, he felt a tingling in his groin and nipples. It rapidly became intense, his nipples darting outward as they hardened, and his average cock advancing outward as the blood flowed in. At the same time, he could feel something slowly creeping its way up his six inch erection, reaching for the end.

Then, just as suddenly, his muscles relaxed, and an orgasmic rush exploded over his entire body. The warmth moving up his dick reached the head, and a short stream of brilliant white cum arced into the toilet below. His butt and anus muscles then began to spasm, contracting and releasing as he orgasmed, each pulse sending a three second stream of cum into the toilet that was almost as if he was pissing cum.

With each orgasmic throb, more blood flowed into his cock, pushing it farther out, and reddening the skin as it stretched and filled with blood. Each contraction seemed to add a quarter of an inch to it, and nearly as much to its width, as the volley of cum poured into the toilet. Beneath his dick, his balls seemed to finally start to shrink as the gallon of cum built up inside them began to release.

Each time he shot, he felt warmer, his growing cock continuing to vomit unbelievable amounts of cum, each burst lasting as long as five seconds of blissful force. Several minutes seemed to pass before it finally ended and he staggered backward, leaning against the wall.

His body was glistening with sweat, and he leaned his head against the wall, looking at the ceiling. He was out of breath, but had never felt more amazing. As his cock bobbed its way downward to flaccid, he could feel a final dribble of cum hanging off its tip, and finally began to register the weight he could sense there.

Looking down, he gasped as he saw his cock. He had always been a grower, but there was no way that was any longer the case. Still settling, his dick was nearly five inches long soft, almost as big as his largest erection had been in the past. A white glob was seated at the tip, holding a string of cum that dangled to just below his knees. Hanging low beneath it was a set of balls any porn star would be jealous of. Each was easily the size of an egg, and churning steadily.

He caught his breath, and gently wrapped his hand around his dick. Immediately, it tingled, and he could feel the joyous electricity charge straight upward to his nipples, which he had never felt before. He hefted the monster in his hand, which would not wrap all the way around it. Again, he felt his nipples quiver, and so he reached with his other hand to his chest and touched his right nipple.

The moment he did so, his entire body stiffened, and he crumpled to the floor. Every muscle in his body tightened, a charlie horse immobilizing his whole musculature, and yet it was also exhilarating. As he shuddered in pure, erotic bliss, flickers of light flashed across his eyes and pins and needles crept across his body, the world then going dark as he passed out...

[TheMM]

Originally Posted by krylyyk

Hanging below his waist, was the largest ball sack he had ever seen. Nearly the size of a basketball, his nuts pulled heavily on his groin, and their swollen state made his normal sized penis look small and hidden. He gasped, and watched as the two balls within churned back and forth.

Cock and ball growth is plenty hot to me by itself.

[sexiscriptor]

hot. very hot.
curious to see him outgrow that stud boy from the shop--and of course all matter of deviance thereupon
~Ille

[redroger11]

Hey, cool story. But where's the next chapter. If I missed it, then I really did miss something ,cause this looks like it could really be a good on going story. Come on guy. Lets hear som more! You're doing good.

dymondbolt
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redroger11