- Ziel,
Tim had the bright idea to craft a special serum that would boost the size of his painfully average dick in order to show off and hopefully woo one or both of his crushes, and it worked! Oh boy, did it work, but things take a turn for the extreme when Tim’s growth reaches sizes he’d never dreamed of, and then there’s the issue of Tim’s two crushes...
Getting back to my supermassive hyper dong roots with this one. Huge dicks and hot n sloppy gay smut ensue.
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Tim decided that this was the day. Everything was in place. He had finally perfected his serum, and better yet, he knew for a fact that those two hot guys he had been trying to work up the nerve to flirt with would both be present when he decided to unveil his findings.
Tim had long been obsessed with growing his dick. He knew five inches was pretty standard. He knew that most guys would be happy with what he had, but he didn’t want to be happy – he wanted to be ecstatic! He wanted to love every inch of his massive cock, and thanks to the beaker of green goo he now held, he had the tools to do just that!
Tim had run calculations again and again. Even now as he sat on the seat of the toilet in a dingy little stall in the gym locker room, the numbers whizzed through his mind. A simple small droplet should give him a 20% boost in growth. That would account to merely an inch at his current size, but the second droplet would be another 20% and so on and so on. If his numbers were correct – and they always were – within four drops he should have the foot long dream dong he had always yearned for.
Tim was practically giddy with excitement as he thought about the prideful stride he was about to adopt as he sauntered bare-assed naked from the stall to the lockers. He couldn’t wait to see the lusty gazes in Hunter and Chris’s eyes as they stared at the foot of floppy sausage that he was soon to be sporting.
Tim unscrewed the cap and balanced the beaker on his thigh. He sucked up some goop into the eye dropper that he had brought along and then slowly squeezed the dropper so that a single, tiny dribble oozed out and splashed down onto his dick.
He felt the effects immediately. A warm, soothing tingle pulsed through his cock, and he watched in awe as his fairly average piece swelled up ever so slightly. He watched it thicken and lengthen. He smirked as he saw his balls puff up ever so slightly too. This stuff worked, and it seemed that it worked just as well as he had predicted too.
Tim was so giddy that he hastily sucked up another stopper-full of goop and prepared to dribble it onto his dick, but he was a tad too gung-ho in his endeavors. The sudden movements caused the beaker to tip. Tim hastily scrambled to stop the beaker from falling off his thigh and crashing onto the tiled floor below, and he was successful – too successful! Instead of toppling off to his side, the beaker tipped the other direction instead! The miniature vat of goop splattered all over his crotch. Each and every last drop contained within the twenty ounce container made contact with his body. The murk quickly absorbed into his skin. In a matter of seconds each and every last drop of dick boosting goop had been absorbed into his bloodstream, and that could only mean one thing…
Tim stared in shock and horror has his cock began to grow… and grow… and grow… The numbers whizzed in his mind. He had hoped to double his dick with a mere four drops. He couldn’t even fathom how much an entire container would boost his endowment. The possibility for growth was exponential. He wasn’t talking about a few inches anymore. He wasn’t even talking about a few feet!
Tim wanted to bolt from his seat and try and go find help. Maybe if he got to the science lab fast enough he could avoid too many glares in his direction and then he could focus on finding some way to reverse the changes, but there was just one problem… two problems to be specific.
Tim could hear the chatter and jeers as the track team finished up their practice. Hunter and Chris would no doubt be among the gaggle of dudes that were now roughhousing and jeering as they changed out of their sweaty clothes. If Tim left now his crushes would no doubt see him!
Tim stared down at his dick. It had already doubled in size and then some. The soft cock was almost as thick as the thighs that it nestled between. The head of his fat cock reached down towards his knees. His nuts were the size of basketballs, and his growth was showing no signs of slowing down.
Sweat ran down Tim’s brow. He needed to do something, but what could he do? Leaving right now would be social suicide, but staying in the stall was no better. Tim doubted he could stay in the stall much longer anyway. His beach ball sized nuts filled his lap and smooshed up against the partitions on either side. His waist-thick dick smashed against the doorway. His package was quickly outgrowing his cubicle!
Tim waited until the sounds of japes and jeers faded away and the sounds of fresh showers filled the locker room. Tim let out a sigh of relief. This was the window he had been looking for. He could use this moment to slip out unnoticed… but there was another problem. Tim cursed himself for not realizing it sooner. The door opened inwards! There was no way he could even open the door to get out of the stall!
Tim cursed his poor foresight. Already he could hear the cheap plywood splintering. Already he could see the bolts begin to buckle. His balls were already the size of sofas. His cock was as big around as a water heater and as long as he was tall. The stall wasn’t going to hold much longer, and at this point Tim was just fine with that. He was pinned under the weight of his own swelling package. His legs ached under the sheer weight of his titanic nuts. His cock pinned him against the back of the stall so hard that his back hurt from the toilet seat digging into him.
The plywood cracked and splintered. The bolts bent and warped. Finally the entire enclosure split open. His dick burst forth from the cubicle like a jack-in-the-box of cock and balls.
Once the dust settled and the growth stopped, Tim was finally able to marvel at the sheer extent of his enhancements. He had a cock the size of a Dodge caravan! His dick was easily eight feet long, and his balls were the size of dumpsters. Tim knew he had no way of reaching the science building unnoticed like this. He doubted he could even move, but escaping was the farthest thing from his mind at the moment. He knew it was already too late. The sound would no doubt alert the track team to his position, and Hunter and Chris were sure to see how huge he had become.
It didn’t even take a minute before the nude guys piled out of the showers to gawk at Tim’s misfortune, but to Tim’s surprise not a single one of them seemed freaked out.
“Damn. That’s enormous!” One dude gasped in awe.
“Dude… that’s huge…” Another dude murmured.
“Can... Can I touch it?” Another guys asked.
Tim was so shocked by the request that he didn’t know how to respond. He just glanced over at the guy.
Tim’s jaw dropped as soon as his gaze fell upon the guy’s damp, brown hair. The guy who wanted to touch his dick was none other than Hunter himself! Tim knew Hunter was hot as hell, but he looked even hotter while soaked! The water rolled off his tanned skin and dribbled down his thick dick. The glistening water made his toned muscles stand out even more than they normally did. His damp hair framed his handsome face even better than normal.
“Uh… sure…” Tim murmured awkwardly.
Hunter wasted no time. In fact he hadn’t even waited for Tim to reply at all. He already had a hand outstretched and was tenderly caressing the soft, spongy flesh of Tim’s titanic cock.
Tim shuddered as he felt his crush’s soft touch, but it wasn’t purely the arousal doing it. Hunter’s hand just felt so damn tiny against his dick. It was like a gnat gently tapping against the head of his ridiculously massive schlong. It just helped to reaffirm just how freakishly huge Tim’s cock had become.
Tim’s dick didn’t seem too freaked out though. Already the monstrous dong was inflating at the sensual stroking that Hunter was giving it. Tim had always been more of a grower than a shower, and that had not changed a bit even with his dick having fucktupled in size.
It felt so good that Tim couldn’t help himself. He quivered with arousal. His breaths grew shorter. His toes curled up beneath him as he writhed in ecstasy. He had been spending so much time at the lab these last few weeks that he hadn’t been keeping up with his baser desires. He hadn’t had a good wank in weeks, and his catastrophic case of blue balls had been magnified to colossal sizes thanks to his medicinal mishap.
Getting back to my supermassive hyper dong roots with this one. Huge dicks and hot n sloppy gay smut ensue.
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Tim decided that this was the day. Everything was in place. He had finally perfected his serum, and better yet, he knew for a fact that those two hot guys he had been trying to work up the nerve to flirt with would both be present when he decided to unveil his findings.
Tim had long been obsessed with growing his dick. He knew five inches was pretty standard. He knew that most guys would be happy with what he had, but he didn’t want to be happy – he wanted to be ecstatic! He wanted to love every inch of his massive cock, and thanks to the beaker of green goo he now held, he had the tools to do just that!
Tim had run calculations again and again. Even now as he sat on the seat of the toilet in a dingy little stall in the gym locker room, the numbers whizzed through his mind. A simple small droplet should give him a 20% boost in growth. That would account to merely an inch at his current size, but the second droplet would be another 20% and so on and so on. If his numbers were correct – and they always were – within four drops he should have the foot long dream dong he had always yearned for.
Tim was practically giddy with excitement as he thought about the prideful stride he was about to adopt as he sauntered bare-assed naked from the stall to the lockers. He couldn’t wait to see the lusty gazes in Hunter and Chris’s eyes as they stared at the foot of floppy sausage that he was soon to be sporting.
Tim unscrewed the cap and balanced the beaker on his thigh. He sucked up some goop into the eye dropper that he had brought along and then slowly squeezed the dropper so that a single, tiny dribble oozed out and splashed down onto his dick.
He felt the effects immediately. A warm, soothing tingle pulsed through his cock, and he watched in awe as his fairly average piece swelled up ever so slightly. He watched it thicken and lengthen. He smirked as he saw his balls puff up ever so slightly too. This stuff worked, and it seemed that it worked just as well as he had predicted too.
Tim was so giddy that he hastily sucked up another stopper-full of goop and prepared to dribble it onto his dick, but he was a tad too gung-ho in his endeavors. The sudden movements caused the beaker to tip. Tim hastily scrambled to stop the beaker from falling off his thigh and crashing onto the tiled floor below, and he was successful – too successful! Instead of toppling off to his side, the beaker tipped the other direction instead! The miniature vat of goop splattered all over his crotch. Each and every last drop contained within the twenty ounce container made contact with his body. The murk quickly absorbed into his skin. In a matter of seconds each and every last drop of dick boosting goop had been absorbed into his bloodstream, and that could only mean one thing…
Tim stared in shock and horror has his cock began to grow… and grow… and grow… The numbers whizzed in his mind. He had hoped to double his dick with a mere four drops. He couldn’t even fathom how much an entire container would boost his endowment. The possibility for growth was exponential. He wasn’t talking about a few inches anymore. He wasn’t even talking about a few feet!
Tim wanted to bolt from his seat and try and go find help. Maybe if he got to the science lab fast enough he could avoid too many glares in his direction and then he could focus on finding some way to reverse the changes, but there was just one problem… two problems to be specific.
Tim could hear the chatter and jeers as the track team finished up their practice. Hunter and Chris would no doubt be among the gaggle of dudes that were now roughhousing and jeering as they changed out of their sweaty clothes. If Tim left now his crushes would no doubt see him!
Tim stared down at his dick. It had already doubled in size and then some. The soft cock was almost as thick as the thighs that it nestled between. The head of his fat cock reached down towards his knees. His nuts were the size of basketballs, and his growth was showing no signs of slowing down.
Sweat ran down Tim’s brow. He needed to do something, but what could he do? Leaving right now would be social suicide, but staying in the stall was no better. Tim doubted he could stay in the stall much longer anyway. His beach ball sized nuts filled his lap and smooshed up against the partitions on either side. His waist-thick dick smashed against the doorway. His package was quickly outgrowing his cubicle!
Tim waited until the sounds of japes and jeers faded away and the sounds of fresh showers filled the locker room. Tim let out a sigh of relief. This was the window he had been looking for. He could use this moment to slip out unnoticed… but there was another problem. Tim cursed himself for not realizing it sooner. The door opened inwards! There was no way he could even open the door to get out of the stall!
Tim cursed his poor foresight. Already he could hear the cheap plywood splintering. Already he could see the bolts begin to buckle. His balls were already the size of sofas. His cock was as big around as a water heater and as long as he was tall. The stall wasn’t going to hold much longer, and at this point Tim was just fine with that. He was pinned under the weight of his own swelling package. His legs ached under the sheer weight of his titanic nuts. His cock pinned him against the back of the stall so hard that his back hurt from the toilet seat digging into him.
The plywood cracked and splintered. The bolts bent and warped. Finally the entire enclosure split open. His dick burst forth from the cubicle like a jack-in-the-box of cock and balls.
Once the dust settled and the growth stopped, Tim was finally able to marvel at the sheer extent of his enhancements. He had a cock the size of a Dodge caravan! His dick was easily eight feet long, and his balls were the size of dumpsters. Tim knew he had no way of reaching the science building unnoticed like this. He doubted he could even move, but escaping was the farthest thing from his mind at the moment. He knew it was already too late. The sound would no doubt alert the track team to his position, and Hunter and Chris were sure to see how huge he had become.
It didn’t even take a minute before the nude guys piled out of the showers to gawk at Tim’s misfortune, but to Tim’s surprise not a single one of them seemed freaked out.
“Damn. That’s enormous!” One dude gasped in awe.
“Dude… that’s huge…” Another dude murmured.
“Can... Can I touch it?” Another guys asked.
Tim was so shocked by the request that he didn’t know how to respond. He just glanced over at the guy.
Tim’s jaw dropped as soon as his gaze fell upon the guy’s damp, brown hair. The guy who wanted to touch his dick was none other than Hunter himself! Tim knew Hunter was hot as hell, but he looked even hotter while soaked! The water rolled off his tanned skin and dribbled down his thick dick. The glistening water made his toned muscles stand out even more than they normally did. His damp hair framed his handsome face even better than normal.
“Uh… sure…” Tim murmured awkwardly.
Hunter wasted no time. In fact he hadn’t even waited for Tim to reply at all. He already had a hand outstretched and was tenderly caressing the soft, spongy flesh of Tim’s titanic cock.
Tim shuddered as he felt his crush’s soft touch, but it wasn’t purely the arousal doing it. Hunter’s hand just felt so damn tiny against his dick. It was like a gnat gently tapping against the head of his ridiculously massive schlong. It just helped to reaffirm just how freakishly huge Tim’s cock had become.
Tim’s dick didn’t seem too freaked out though. Already the monstrous dong was inflating at the sensual stroking that Hunter was giving it. Tim had always been more of a grower than a shower, and that had not changed a bit even with his dick having fucktupled in size.
It felt so good that Tim couldn’t help himself. He quivered with arousal. His breaths grew shorter. His toes curled up beneath him as he writhed in ecstasy. He had been spending so much time at the lab these last few weeks that he hadn’t been keeping up with his baser desires. He hadn’t had a good wank in weeks, and his catastrophic case of blue balls had been magnified to colossal sizes thanks to his medicinal mishap.