Blessing or Curse? by ultragman@gmail.com
Chapter 18
Once I was back home, I pulled off my clothes as fast as I could and got back once more into the shower. I was still heavily conflicted about what had just gone down with Owen. Part of me felt like a whore, the other part of me had loved being used so much and repeatedly. Just thinking about the events made my dick stir a bit; impressive considering how many times I'd already cum today between Owen, Gavin, and Del.
Even more impressive, though, were my balls now. "Enormous" felt like it didn't even cover their size; somewhere between large oranges and grapefruits, they stuffed my scrotum to capacity and beyond, and gravity's heavy pull on them was constantly noticeable. As I showered, I gave them a little squeeze and they felt large and churning, and a dribble of pre-cum came out my dick in response.
Finally cleaned off, I stepped out of the shower and after toweling dry, pulled on a bathrobe and went back to my bed, lying down on top of it. I spread my legs wide open and let my balls just rest on the covers; it was a relief for them to not be tugging at the rest of my junk for a change. My dick was still faintly trickling pre-cum, though, which wasn't a good sign. I wiped it all onto a finger, and then after a moment's hesitation, licked it off. But sure enough, a minute later, a new droplet was starting to grow on the tip of my penis.
"I just need to milk you boys empty," I muttered. Fumbling in my nightstand for a minute, I found the vibrating dildo I'd used on Gavin earlier in the day. Turning it on low, I slowly and carefully pushed it into my slightly-abused hole. After the huge size of Owen, this dildo was a piece of cake and before long I'd pushed it in all the way up to its flared base.
Rocking back and forth a bit on the dildo, I started stroking my huge dick with one hand, groping my balls with the other. It felt marvelous. My balls were heating up, and I could feel them mixing up a huge blast of semen. Stroking my penis, it got longer and thicker, and within minutes I could feel myself getting close to the edge... and then stalling there. Dammit.
Meanwhile, the pre-cum was flowing pretty steadily. Heck, it was flowing more than some boys had when they ejaculated. I felt like matters were getting worse, rather than better, on the pre- cum front. Looking at the size of my dick, impulsively I leaned all the way onto my back, then pulled my legs up and over as best I could. Within minutes I was positioned into most teenage boys' dreams: my own dick dangling in front of my mouth, ready to be sucked by myself.
Slowly I tongued the slit of my own penis. That seemed to cause a minor blockage to clear, as the pre-cum shifted from a medium to heavy flow. I started lapping it up, and within a minute I'd gone all the way and shifted the entire head into my mouth. I couldn't get much more inside of myself, but it didn't matter. I kept stroking my balls and shaft, and started sucking and licking myself like my life depended on it.
After about ten minutes, I felt closer than ever towards orgasm, but I still couldn't push myself over that threshold. And all the while, the cum kept running down my throat. I was definitely getting a little more limber, though, and I had about half of my dick able to pass past my lips. I kept running up and down, licking and sucking... damn, I was pretty good at giving a blow job, not that I'd ever had complaints in the past. It was getting more difficult to keep supporting my balls -- they were just so heavy -- and I eventually shifted to my butt back on the ground and me bent over my dick, still working it. More pre-cum than ever was bubbling out at this point, and I was getting incredibly horny and turned on by the entire experience.
Finally I had to admit defeat, though. I slowly, painfully pulled off of my dick, which was red and rock hard and glistening with saliva and semen. My balls not only didn't look any smaller, but were quite possibly even a bit larger. They certainly felt huge and puffed up full of cum. I rocked back and forth on the dildo again, and squeezed my boys gently. They were hot to the touch, and another huge gush of pre-cum came out as I gave those little semen-factories a tug. Just seeing all that cum triggered something primal in me, and suddenly it was several minutes later and I'd been lapping at my cock all over again.
My body wasn't just craving sex, it was craving cum, and lots of it.
Meanwhile, my body felt like it had been changing again, and not just my balls. I ran my hands over my pecs and they felt warm to the touch, almost like I was touching my testicles. I breathed in deeply and then exhaled, and I swear I felt them grow just a bit. They'd always been not bad, but now I could cup them in my hands, and it was all muscle. I ran my hands over their gentle curve and a little spark ran through them and I shuddered.
My hands instinctively went to my thighs next, and they felt thicker and denser than before. I squatted down, and power just rippled through them and into my expansive calf muscles, too. Part of me wanted to go out for a run and just power down the trail with these tree trunks. I stood and squatted again, and even as my balls got a little heavier, so did my thighs. I could stand here all day and examine my new muscles, which were much larger than from when Gavin had fucked me (and they had grown substantially then), but it felt like as much of a trap as worshipping and sucking down my own cum would be.
I went through my dresser drawers, digging out one of the roomy speedos that I'd bought when we went out to West Virginia. My cock fit in it, but my balls were getting slightly crushed in them. (The pressure was also making me ooze pre-cum at a faster rate, so this wouldn't do for long term.) I tugged on a pair of roomy sweatpants over them, pulled on a shirt and shoes, and headed out the door.
Twenty minutes later, I was over on 14th Street at the sex club there. I'm sorry, did I say sex club? I meant "private gym that charges by the day and offers individual rooms." Silly me.
Anyway, I must have been a sight by the time I got there. My shirt was tight in all sorts of places on me -- my pecs were pushing out the top, and the edge of the sleeves around the biceps were straining -- and I felt like I reeked of cum. I hoped it wasn't really that bad but then again, I also had a lake of cum pooling in my speedos by this point, and it was just a matter of time until the wet spot started forming through the thick sweatpants.
I paid for a room and headed there quickly, catching quite a few appreciative glances by some other men who were exiting at the same time. I thought I saw one hesitate as if to head back in, but at this point I just needed to get upstairs, pull off my clothes, and clean up. And by clean up, as it turned out, it meant licking all the cum off my penis. It tasted fantastic; salty and manly and thick. I shook my head. These balls were going to be the undoing of me if I didn't get them under control.
Cleaned up enough, I opened the door, and lounged on the couch so those passing by could see my huge cock and balls. After a few seconds, I'd already found my hands drifting down to start playing with said balls. I couldn't help it. They were starting to ache, they were so full again, and it felt so wonderful to stroke and gently squeeze them. They seemed to appreciate it too, with more pre-cum obligingly oozing out. I kneaded them and the flow picked up, and I could feel the urge to start sucking down that pre-cum getting stronger when I realized I was being watched.
"Damn, that's a huge cock," the man in the doorway said. He was big and beefy, with dark hair and a beard to match his equally hairy chest and legs. He loosened the towel around his waist -- the only thing he was wearing -- and he had a nice sized dick too. He stepped in halfway and licked his lips. "Mind if I see if it fits my mouth?"
By way of response I widened my legs, and in the blink of an eye he was between them, licking one of my gigantic balls and trying (and failing) to get it into his mouth. My pre-cum started getting thicker in response, and I might have caught some of it on my finger and put it between my lips. Such a little cum slut. Yeah.
He'd moved onto the other ball by now, and I grunted in relief. My balls were ruling me right now, and they were loving this.
After another minute, he started moving his mouth up my thick shaft, his hands stroking and tickling my balls even as they swelled with anticipation. And then, carefully, gingerly, he opened his mouth as wide as he could and fit the head of my cock inside of it. And oh, was he good. I felt almost like a whirlpool jacuzzi was whirling around my cock in minutes, his tongue moving all over and then up and down my penis. He couldn't fit all of its length in there, of course, but that was all right. It sure did the trick; in a matter of minute I was cumming so hard I threw my head back and shouted in relief. Cum was pouring into his mouth so fast that it was leaking out of the corners of his lips and running down his chin and neck.
When I finally stopped gushing, I could feel the my balls were a tiny bit smaller and the pressure was less, but they were still enormous. Looking up, I was a little surprised to see that there was a third person in the room, standing in the ajar doorway. And he was identical to the man whose mouth was still on my dick.
"Mind if I join in?" he said in a deep voice.
Surprised, I looked down at the guy who had just sucked me off, then at the guy in the doorway.
"Yeah, identical twins," he said. "We really are alike in all ways." Stepping in, he firmly closed the door behind him. "Now get that big dick over here and in me."
Twin #1 obligingly released my dick, which was still hard and throbbing and ready for more, and Twin #2 slid into place. It felt like these twins had learned how to suck dick together, with Twin #2 going for the exact same moves that had worked so well a minute earlier. Twin #1, meanwhile, took advantage of the arrival to start kissing me; long passionate kisses with his tongue and mine wrapping around each other. I could taste my fluids in his mouth, and instinctively I licked them out of him and gulped them down. I could feel my balls pulse a little bit as my own cum re-entered my system, but at that moment I didn't care.
Twin #2 was just as talented as his brother, and in a matter of minutes I was shooting again. The pressure in the balls dropped some more, although they didn't feel that much smaller to be honest. Still, it was great to cum again, although I'd lost track by this point on how many times over the weekend that had happened between Ali, Siddig, Gavin, Del, Owen, and now these twins. Surely this was some sort of record.
The twins were swapping positions again, and as #2 started kissing me while #1 sucked me I could feel some more of my own cum slide back into my mouth and I thirstily swallowed it. It wasn't until I'd shot a third time and they'd swapped yet again that it began to hit me that this was probably not a good way to get my balls to shrink if I kept swallowing my cum again and again, since that seemed to be part of the problem.
That's why after Twin #2 successfully sucked me off a second time, before they could re- arrange themselves, I moved Twin #1 over the shoulder of the couch and started lining my dick up with his asshole.
His eyes got wide, but he then grabbed his cheeks and pulled them apart. "I'll try anything for a dick that big," he muttered. I took advantage of that invitation to skip foreplay entirely, and started pushing my dick head at his hole. Twin #1 was a tight guy, and there was some real resistance. The urge was still strong at my end, though, and as I reached around and rubbed his pecs, I could feel him loosening a bit. Then for a split second his sphincter fluttered, and I took full advantage and shoved in.
"Aaah!" he cried out, and I stopped for a second... but just a second. I needed this too bad for him to back out, and instead I started rocking in more and more. My balls were still in control, hot like fire and desperate to push out more cum. As I thrust into him, I could feel my balls smacking against his thighs; they were so large I wasn't sure I could push all the way inside of him for fear of crushing them. And I needed to fuck these twins, badly. Not only because of how strong my sex drive was pushing me, but because hopefully if I lost some inches I'd lose some ball size too.
As it turned out... I did, but just a little for each twin. When the proverbial dust settled, I was back down to a 9" dick, but still hideously oversized balls, so out of proportion you couldn't miss them. One more fuck for each of them, and I left the pair of twins curled up in each other's arms, utterly spent, with my balls a little smaller but still not having left the realm of gigantic.
Truly exhausted myself by now, I pulled on my clothes as best I could. My sweats actually felt a little bit tighter than before. Had my thighs and calves grown some more? Pulling on my shirt, the hem caught on my nipples and pecs as I tugged it down and I felt a little lightning bolt shoot through my body. They were definitely a little meatier than before, and more spherical, but they were tight and all muscle. Even my nipples were poking out a little more than they had before.
Still, I got home without my shirt or sweats splitting entirely, which was a minor relief. That's when I took care of two things I hadn't planned on. First, I placed a "same day" order on Amazon for some new (larger) clothes that would be delivered tomorrow, Monday morning. Second, I called in sick to work.
Mission achieved, I stripped off my clothes and climbed back into bed. I just ran my hands all over my body, feeling all of my muscles and their new, pumped up state. They were all warm like they had just been worked at the gym for hours. My balls were pulsing in response, and I could feel another steady flow of pre-cum starting to ooze out. If I hadn't been so tired I'd probably have started licking it off of myself, but I just couldn't care. Instead I just stroked my cock for a while, letting all of the pre-cum flow, until I passed out.