Story: Odd Ditty, Part Two

krylyyk · #1 September 12th, 2007, 09:24 PM

Sometime around 5:30 that morning, he was startled awake again. Laying on the cold tile, he was once more in anguish with the need to urinate. He pushed himself up off the floor, and as soon as his hips rose, he felt the tug at his crotch as the weighty, giant balls pulled downward, again the size of a soccer ball.

His dick, however, was still much longer than it had ever been, and he easily was able to hold it for aim past his bloated sack. Relaxing his bladder, the urine began to flow into the toilet. A warm flush went through his body as the familiar feeling of liquid coarsing through his cock relaxed him.

Sebastian sighed, waiting as the piss drained. He gasped, then, as the tingling began again. He felt his sphincter tightening, his stream slowly losing force as the muscle controlling its flow pulled taut. Again, there was a fantastic feeling of bliss in his nipples that raced down into his dick, and it immediately started to harden. The thick, creeping sensation of cum moving up his now eight inch cock excited him, he knew what was about to happen and held his breath.

Suddenly, his muscles gave in, and the flickering lights of orgasm filled his vision. Each pulse of his cock shoved a volley of cum outward with a force that splashed the water in the toilet for seven or eight seconds. He shouted to relieve the pleasure being released, but it didn?t help. Every contraction of his anus pushed more of the cum he was spraying out for longer, and he could see his balls shrinking with each explosion. At the same time, those contractions were filling his cock tighter, the skin stretching across veins he had never noticed before that rose up like worms just beneath his skin. The cum would spray out, and his dick would fill with a bit more blood, jutting further out from his body and growing thicker and harder.

When he thought he wouldn?t be able to stand any more, it finally seemed to subside, and the last streams of cum hung from the tip of his enormous cock like ropes off a pole. While his balls had returned to the manageable size of large eggs, his dick stayed hard, standing nearly eleven inches out from his groin.

Sebastian was breathing heavily, and he smiled. It was amazing. He didn?t know if it would last, but he had to feel it. He reached down, and wrapped his hand around the base of his monster. It was surreal to feel something he knew was his, was totally natural, but was suddenly unfamiliar and sexy. He could feel the thick veins pulsing against his palm with each beat of his racing heart. His hand did not reach all the way around, and he imagined it was as big around as a coke bottle.

Without a sound, he gripped a bit firmer, and slid his hand toward his cockhead, gliding the skin forward and stroking. The moment he neared the tip, his nipples filled with that irresistible sensation of pleasure again, which darted through his cock, and then to someplace completely new. It shot to his asshole.

He had never thought of his ass as erotic, and was confused by this new pleasure. Slowly, he reached his hand back, around his ass, and worked his finger towards his anus. As his finger neared, just imagining the excitement based on how he was feeling made him quiver. He spread his cheeks a bit with his hand, and then touched his hole. The moment he did, he gasped and nearly fell over, his cock twitching and dripping a giant glob of precum. Continuing, he pressed his finger along the soft lips of his hole, and accidentally, totally without effort, it slipped inside. Again, he gasped and a short, high pitched squeal left his mouth. He had felt his asshole before, mostly while washing in the shower, and it had always been firm and tight. Now, it was hardly closed all the way at all, and his finger rested inside with no sense of intrusion at all. He moved it around a bit, and the loose entryway begged for more.

As his nipples begged to be squeezed, his cock pulsed again, another large string of precum stretching to the floor. His finger was doing nothing to alleviate the need for pleasure at his ass. He pulled it out, and knew what he felt back there: Empty. He had to fill his ass, right now. It was all he could think of.

Racing out of the room, his enormous cock smacking against his belly as he hurried naked around the apartment, he looked everywhere for something he could fill the void with. There was nothing in the living room, so he ran to the kitchen, frantic. His cock throbbed again, the precum it leaked slapping to the linoleum as he opened the refrigerator. There had to be something, and he had to find it fast. His balls began to ache with the desperate need.

There, in the vegetable drawer, was a cucumber. He yanked open the drawer, snatching the cucumber. Without even closing the door, he sat on the cold linoleum floor, leaning against the cabinets. He spread his legs, again marveling at his huge dick, which throbbed upward a moment, vomiting a small fountain of precum that ran down the shaft, shiny and glistening across the veins. Not even thinking, he ran his hand up his cock, collecting a small puddle of the slick goo in his hand, and smearing it all over the end of the cucumber.

Leaning further back, he arched his ass upward a bit for access, and then pressed the cucumber against his hole. He started to push, and was going to go slowly, but then the immense ecstasy its breach began to cause prompted him to just shove it in. The large vegetable slid into his asshole with little effort, the precum lubing it and his sphincter eagerly accommodating its girth. As it settled inside of him, he pushed and pulled the end he still grasped, the bumps on the outside of the cucumber tickling his ass rim, and causing him to slide down the cabinet in delight, his back now on the floor.

Moaning, Sebastian felt his nipples ache with excitement, his ass finally full. Again, his cock stretched, and then exploded. As the cum sprayed three feet into the air above him, his long ejaculations shooting skyward like a hose being sprayed in seven second bursts. The white jism dropped all around him and onto his stomach and legs, each shot sending flashes of light across his eyes and bliss through his ass and out his dick. He grunted with every spew, moving the cucumber a bit with one hand, and smearing the cream across his chest and nipple with the other. Nearly a minute passed, his dick pushing further out with each burst.

Something else was happening, too. Every time he sprayed, his body tensed up, his muscles aching and tightening. The fat on his stomach seemed to leave with each fountain of white, his abs tightening more and more until he was running his hand across cum slickened washboards. His pecs jerked and then began to inflate. As the cum splashed across them, they rose out from his chest, a crease forming between them as his tingling nipples moved southward and began to point to his feet.

His legs tightened, and his bicycle toned leg muscled flared with strength, the crevices between them increasing and the muscles becoming more toned. He could feel the cucumber becoming harder to maneuver as his growing legs creeped toward one another, and his ass muscles lifted him higher off the floor as his tight round ass bubbled outward. It became stranger to run his hand across his chest as his arms grew, becoming less movable as more mass increased the V of his back and the balls of his biceps.

The spray of cum began to shoot not quite so high, and then the twitch in his thirteen inch dick slowed, producing little more than a blob that dribbled downward, dripping slowly along the thick, vein-covered shaft.

Sebastian lay in the pool of viscous white cum, the cucumber sticking half out of his hole. He was so tired, so out of breath, and yet felt so good. He ran both his hands over his new body, slipping them through the cum, over the mounds of washboard abs, upward to his thick pecs. He yelped again as they glided over his nipples, and he blacked out.