A Father's Gift

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“I can’t believe how tall and built you are. Those defined pecs, wash-board abs, and defined legs are making me sooo horny,” said Sara and Matthew thought he heard the sounds of Sara’s wet pussy slopping around as if she were furiously forcing her fingers inside.

“You know how ripped I’ve made myself for you, babe,” replied Matthew. He imagined himself growing to over six feet tall with extremely well defined pecs and abs. As the image in his mind came into being he felt the heels of his feet slowly push over the edge of the bed. This startled Matthew, as he had never been able to reach the foot of the bed while lying on his back before. But the feeling soon passed and he was again enmeshed in his imagination. And from Sara’s room wafted the sound of kissing.

“Your rugged jaw and shapely lips against mine … oohh I can’t stand it. I need your cock inside me. Now!” screamed Sara as she gave into reckless abandon in her room across the street. With that last statement Matthew’s mental picture of himself was complete. His imaginings conceived a veritable Adonis of mythic male proportions.

“Fuck me. Fuck me harder! Ohh fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before,” exhorted Sara as the clear sound of squeaking bed springs could be heard.

“Unhh! Damn! You’re so hot Sara,” replied Matthew from his bedroom across the street. “I wish I was there right now fucking you with this huge rod of mine.” Matthew was timing his strokes with the rhythms of the bed springs. It felt better tonight, than any other night he could remember. It seemed as his whole body was alive with fiery burst of enjoyment. Both is hands, one on top of the other, began to increase in speed with noises from across the street. He knew from previous experience that Sara’s male friend was getting close to climax and could not keep this pace for more than a minute or two. Matthew decided he was going to try to cum the same time as Sara’s lover. Faster and faster he jacked himself, until after about forty or fifty seconds he felt the surge grow deep in his scrotum. The pressure was nothing like he had felt in the past. It was on the border of pain and ecstasy.

“Oh shit, I’m cumming,” Sara’s lover shouted and Matthew felt the pressure build even more. He was tottering between hell and nirvana, until a couple jerks later he felt the first contraction, and muttering, ‘oh fuck’, under his breath, he began to cum. The large contractions inside of Matthew were more powerful than he was ready for or had ever experienced.

The first one pushed his pelvis into the bed with such force that he was sure his hips would break. The amazement of the first contraction was nothing compared with the voluminous amount of ejaculate that left Matthew’s cock. The stream was at least as wide as his ring finger and shot straight into the air, smacking as it hit the ceiling. Matthew had just felt the first droplets raining down from the ceiling, when the second contraction occurred.

The second overshadowed the first in both intensity and volume. The wave of pleasure was so violent and so intense that Matthew lost control of his whole body, jerking around as if in a seizure. His right hand had enough sense to point his cock away from his face and toward the far wall just in time for the rope of cum to lash out, in greater width than the first, and hit his desk eight feet away. This second rope of cum covered most of the desktop and dripped noisily to the floor. The sound of the dripping was overshadowed by the third and fourth contractions.

In quick succession the third and fourth contractions caused Matthew to arch his back pointing his cum-cannon of a cock over his head at the near wall. He was sure that his spine was going to snap from the flexion. Luckily, no damage was done to his spine, but the wall was another matter. Being only three feet from Matthew’s cock the drywall was dented as the third and fourth rope of cum hit it. There was a dent formed in the wall that was three inches wide and almost a full inch deep creating a momentary vertical pool of cum, with the excess creeping down the wall towards the floor. But his cock was unfinished with its mission.

Matthew fell from arching his back onto the mattress and bounced to the side so that is cock was angled toward the closet door and its full length mirror. His head flopped over the side of the bed as the fifth through twelfth contractions brought more and more cum shooting from his cock, coating the mirror from ceiling to the floor. Each contraction pushed Matthew further and further away from the closet, towards the headboard.

As he felt his back slam into the headboard hard enough that he was sure to gain a bruise, his cock contracted seven more times completely covering his bed with a thin film of cum. After the seventh contraction his cock began to deflate and become flaccid. Matthew was shuddering in contentment, unable to hold himself still or gain any semblance of control over his muscles. He would have had no concept of time except for the fact that he was face-to-face with his alarm clock. It’s red LCD numbers informing him that it was 9:37pm. He lay there in complete and total bliss, with waves of pleasure bouncing around his body, until the time on the clock read 10:12pm. He slowly began to notice that the large pool of cum he was lying on top of was turning cold.

He got up from his bed feeling his semi-flaccid cock slap against his right thigh and began to head for the light switch. As soon as he stood, he realized it was a mistake, became light-headed, and fell over onto the floor. He began to crawl towards the door and felt his cockhead brush the carpet. This sent waves of pain, for his cock was very tender, more tender then he could have imagined. So he cradled it on one arm and slowly crawled on two legs and the other arm toward the door. It was slow going and seemed an eternity to reach the door. To add to the problems, the carpet was wet and slippery from all of Matthew’s cum and he kept falling over.

Eventually he reached the door, then reached up and turned on the light. The sight before him was astonishing. He had managed to cover every surface in his room with cum. Ceiling, walls, floor, both closet and interior door, and even his desk and bed were totally covered in cum. The mere thought of having to clean up the mess made Matthew sick to his stomach. He knew he should probably clean it up now, but being totally spent and wanting nothing more than to slip into the brace of unconsciousness, Matthew headed to the hallway bathroom.

He turned on the shower, waited for it to warm up, then jumped in to rinse away the cum from his body. The warm water felt good on his skin and his mind wandered a bit. After about ten minutes, under the flow, Matthew decided to get out. He toweled off and headed to the downstairs couch. On the way to the couch, he grabbed an afghan from the back of his favorite recliner and wrapped himself in it. Reaching the couch Matthew fell over; landing on his front, he immediately fell into a deep sleep.
 

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WOW this is bloody brilliant! where did you say he found this ring again!!???
 

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this is just inspired writing...a gift for certain...

back in the mid 70's jack deveaux made a film similar to this...the guy finds a ring..buried under some rock/earth...he pics it up..puts it on...and he immediately gets any desire he wants...the star is ROGER...horse hung muscle jock...its unusual in the sense..HE was the FIRST gay porn actor to be physically fit..he broke the stereo type of what a gay guy looks like...he wore the construction guys attire..plaid shirt, tight Levi's or wrangles...and work boots...and a body full of muscles..his cock..LEGENDARY...FALCON chose him in their 25th year anniversary special edition as their main man...he had the inside cover...3 pages...he made them that much money..BLUEBOY did an entire special edition of him as well...had 3 different printings..
and the end of the story...the ring is lost off of his finder...and we are lead to believe the next owner of the ring...will have the same life...the name of the flick...if u r into vintage porn...SEX MAGIC..and jack wrangler makes an appearance...as does Bill ELd...for sure, one of the largest breeders of any decade...in the BIG PENIS BOOK
 

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...but my girlfriend was over and I decided that getting laid was more important than writing :)
I dare say that a committed writer dedicated to his outstanding work could not be torn from his Smith-Corona for even a moment of carnal knowledge. :disappointed:

Hasten thee back to thy typewriter.
 
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Hey BigThinknKev,
A great fantasy, well told with vivid details.
Keep up the great work, and bring us more!
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Chapter 4: Reality and Lies
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Matthew awoke earlier than he had wanted. The sun, acting as his alarm clock, shined brightly in his face. After trying to rollover, to return to blissful unconsciousness, he decided that he needed to arise. He removed the afghan, folded it and returned it to the recliner. He took a step to left toward the staircase and heard and felt loud slap against his right thigh. Looking down he saw a flaccid penis that would put even a porn start to shame.

“So I didn’t imagine last night,” he whispered to himself in astonishment. Matthew ran for stairs towards the bathroom so that he could inspect his new body in the full length mirror. He had only made about eight steps when he almost doubled over in pain. Catching himself on the banister he gazed at his man hood, or rather passed it. His testicles had grown in size and hung lower than he had even seen them do before. His previous examinings, before last night, yielded two robin egg sized balls. This morning his balls were easily the size of jumbo chicken eggs and extremely tender. He also noticed that his sprinkling of course pubic hair had been removed entirely. In fact his entire body seemed to be devoid of hair from the neck down. Cradling his newly prized manhood, he cautiously ascended the rest of the staircase and made for the bathroom

Upon reaching the bathroom, he immediately shut the door and gazed at his new body. He was easily six feet tall if not taller. He had a deep tan across the whole of his firmly toned body. With every movement he could see the muscles flex. Every muscle group was perfect, with all of the right angles and shapes. The best part, in Matthew’s opinion, was his new cock and balls. When flaccid it hung about a third of the way down his thighs. It looked full and fleshy with almost no wrinkles or skin folds. His balls hung full and low, half the length of his cock. The most surprising change was that his hair and eyes had changed color. He was now blonde with sparkling blue eyes. Just looking at his reflection, his cock began to enlarge. He decided that he wasn’t up to masturbating again and instead got into the shower.

After exiting the shower and toweling off, Matthew walked down to this room to get some clothes. After opening the door, he instantly remembered last night’s mess and shut the door. He instead wandered down to his parent’s old room. He dressed himself in a pair of his father’s boxer-briefs, a polo shirt, and some khaki shorts. The clothes flattered him in every respect being tight in all of the right places, but still quite comfortable. He was admiring his new fashion in the closet’s mirror went there was a knocking at the front door. Hurrying downstairs Matthew reached the door in a few moments. Opening it he was face to face with Sara.

“Uh, hullo,” started Sara surprised by the Adonis that opened the door, “is Matthew around?”

Struck speechless Matthew didn’t know how to answer at first. Here was Sara, looking at him with an almost predatory stare. His fantasies started swimming in his head, but he knew nothing would come of them unless he spoke up.

“No, I’m sorry he’s not here,” said Matthew. Unbidden, a series of lies came suddenly to mind. “He went to live family back in Salem. He said that he could not bear living in his parent’s house any longer. It pained him too much.”

“Oh. I see. Um … who are you, handsome?” Sara answered with the slightest hint of amusement in her voice.

“Jacob. But, my friends call me Jake. I’m Matthew’s cousin and will be staying in the house until he decides whether or not to sell it. Would you like to come inside so that we can get to know each other better?”

“I really can’t. I just came over to invite Matthew to a pool party at my house tomorrow about noonish. It’s my 18th birthday and I’m gonna have a couple of my girlfriends over. I was hoping to set Matthew up with one of them, but if you’re free you’re welcome to come in his place.”

“Thank you. I’ll be there.”

With that Sara said goodbye. She headed back across the street swinging her hips back and forth in an extremely suggestive manner. As Matthew watched her go, he felt his cock go almost instantly stiff making a visible bulge down his left pant leg.

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Sara looked back over her shoulder for one last glimpse of ‘Jake’ before she crossed the street. Her eyes were instantly drawn to the bulge in his pants. She gasped and brought a hand up to cover her mouth as her jaw dropped in astonishment. Jake has the biggest bulge she had even seen outside of pornography. She wondered what he would look like in a swim suit and suddenly could not wait until tomorrow.