Date: Wed, 26 Mar 2014 12:29:13 -0400
From: Sweaty Abs
Subject: Story submission

The Life and Hard Times of Eugene the Nerd
Part One: Becoming a Man

Eugene was a nerd. He was a nerd from his first day in school as a
youngster. School came easy for Eugene. He made straight As his entire time
in school. He loved nothing more than to read and learn, and spent all of
his free time reading and studying.

Eugene was almost devoid of any interest in sports, and would do anything
to avoid participating in anything athletic. He spent most of his time
indoors and, as a result, he failed to develop physically like the other
boys. As a teen, he was vertically challenged.  He was always the shortest
boy in his grade, with scrawny weak muscles, and a pale white complexion.

So, Eugene developed a practice of never letting himself be seen shirtless
in public, let alone naked. He did everything possible to get out of gym
classes, and always conveniently got the 'belly ache' to get himself out of
any shirts-skins games.

Puberty arrived early and it was very generous to Eugene. He developed a
nice thick triangle of  dark brown pubic hair, and dense furry armpit
bushes early on, and it gave him a perfectly shaped seven and a half inch
long thick dick and a nice furry ball sack with large manly balls. His
large cut dick was definitely a shower,  rather than being a grower. It was
always long, thick and firm even when he was far from being aroused. It was
like it was perpetually in at least a semi boned chubby state. It always
wanted to stretch out like a large fat firm sausage roll inside his pants,
always at an incline either to the left or to the right, never angled down.

Eugene was always very self conscious of his huge dick, a dick that any of
the other boys would have been very proud to have had as their own. Eugene
could have been a stud with all of the girls and the envy of all the guys
had the rest of his body not been so pathetically weak and had he not been
so terribly shy and modest. As it was though, he was very self conscious
and very easily embarrassed by his large genitalia bulge. He hated always
having his most private parts, his male sex organs so prominently on
display for all to see. He always felt like everyone noticed, tried to
steal glances at, and often blatantly stared and gawked at his bulge. Any
of the other boys would have proudly flaunted it every chance they got.

In private though, he was far from being shy and modest. He quickly
discovered the horny pleasures his new pubescent body provided him. He
loved to spend time alone in the bathroom, striped naked, admiring and
checking out his newly developed furry pubic and pit bushes and he was
secretly very proud of his newly developed genitalia He loved exploring his
developing body. He loved the new pleasurable sensations he felt when he
fondled his dick and balls and nipples and when he inhaled the intoxicating
musky odors that now emanated from his sweaty furry armpits and gonads. He
often went several days without using deodorant, so he could enjoy his ripe
heady man odors in private every chance he got.

Eugene was not fat, he was actually scrawny, but he had a soft flabby pot
belly that pooched out. All the other guys his age worked hard to develop
hard chiseled six pack abs and proudly show them off. In contrast, Eugene's
belly was soft and totally defenseless. Even worse, because it pooched out
it made a very vulnerable target on a number of occasions where punches
were in expectedly thrown into his gut. His large ballsack presented
another vulnerable target as well.

Even though he avoided rough play whenever possible, these were the middle
school years when titty twisters, gut punches, and ball taps were exchanged
everyday as boys eagerly flaunted and tested each other's newly
testosterone enhanced manhood. There were several times he'd had his bell
rung, dropped to his knees by a hard fist thrown deep into his soft
defenseless gut or wide open unprotected ball sack. These were the years
that all the other boys learned to keep their abs habitually steeled, hard
as rocks, because of the likelihood of hard gut shots coming out of nowhere
into their mid sections. Unfortunately, Eugene had no abs to flex and
steel, only a soft little pooched out pot belly.

The next year, his highschool freshman year, Eugene was in his school's
marching band and late in the summer the band went to the state fair band
competition. After his band had competed, the band members were given the
afternoon to explore the fair. At the end of the day, just before they
boarded the bus for the long ride home, per tradition the upper class guys
and girls in the band ran down the freshmen in the field where the buses
were parked and initiated them one at a time.

Eugene was very easy prey. He was not at all a fast runner and he was not
about to fight the group that ran him down. He quickly succumbed and stood
trembling, surrounded by about ten older boys and girls. The older kids
told him his best option would be to fully to cooperate with them. They
were going to have their fun with him regardless of whether he cooperated
and just sucked it up and took it, or chose to resist and fight, so he
might as well just do everything they wanted and he wouldn't get hurt. This
was actually far from true, though. Eugene was so incredibly shy and
modest, always afraid and embarrassed for others to see his unclothed body,
especially a group of older boys and girls from his school, that he was
actually going to be hurt emotionally a lot. He would in fact be terribly
humiliated during this experience, and he would remember this very
embarassing experience for the rest of his life.

First, the older kids told him to take off his shirt. Eugene trembled as he
reached down and quickly pulled it off over his head. He did so all the
while keeping his arms down as much as possible. He was so humiliated as he
was now being forced to expose, for all to see, his body that he was so
ashamed of because it was so weak and scrawny. Even worse, because he was
so shy and modest he really did not want to everyone to see what puberty
had so generously done to his body. He wanted so bad to keep his nipples
and soft pooched belly, his armpit hair which he could feel was now
dripping wet with his nervous sweat and he was sure his armpits were really
ripe with his manly armpit musk, and even worse, the huge sausage shaped
bulge in his pants created by his mature genitalia that he was so ashamed
for anyone to see was now in full view of everyone. He handed his shirt to
the kids and held his scrawny arms straight down against his sides so that
his armpits were closed tight and his hands covered most of his sex bulge.

At first the older kids were content with just checking out his naked upper
body. The girls took turns pinching and tweaking the pale sensitive nubs in
the center of his dark pink nipples. Eugene had played with his nipples so
much in private that they were now very well conditioned to respond
immediately by getting hard. Making matters worse, Eugene's nipples were
hard wired to his dick. His dick always got a stiffy whenever his nipples
did. Since Eugene's big cock was a shower, it was perpetually semi hard
anyway, and it always stretched upward to one side or the other in his
white briefs. Whenever it became aroused it always grew slightly larger and
stood up proudly, vertically, fat and hard against his soft belly. Eugene
was always very embarrassed when he had a boner bulge in his pants and he
was around others.

When his dick was boned vertically it always stretched his briefs and pants
to the limit, and oftentimes it seemed to slither like a big chubby snake
inside his shorts crawling up his soft belly trying to force its swollen
mushroom head up between his waistbands and and his belly to poke itself
out in the open, like a submarine periscope boldly poking out above the
surface to have a look around. For that reason, Eugene usually left his
shirts untucked so that his one eyed friend could do so, if it must, and
yet remain unseen by others.

One of the girls told Eugene to flex his muscles for them and others chimed
in. Eugene had never before flexed his muscles for anyone. He awkwardly
held his upper arms to his sides Keeping his armpits closed and hidden made
fists and brought his forearms up like he was doing bicep curls. His biceps
were actually veiny and well defined but small and weak. They formed small
veiny peaks, like miniature biceps, and everyone laughed at them. Several
of the girls lifted their sleeves and flexed their biceps holding them
beside his. All of the girls had biceps as large and defined if not larger
than Eugene's and they roared with laughter at his girly biceps.

Then they ordered him to put his hands on top of his head. He was so
humiliated and he kept his elbows in front of him as he did still trying to
keep his hairy smelly armpits hidden. They told him to spread his elbows
out, and as he did his dense armpit hair bushes dripping wet with his musky
sweat opened up into view. What Eugene lacked in muscles he made up for in
armpit hair. His armpit bushes were sexy, he'd realized that a couple of
years ago, and his manly pit musk smell was a definite turn on for him, and
now for the girls. They played with his armpit fur and nipples. Eugene
could smell his armpit musk, it was thick in the air around him, and he
knew everyone else did as well.

One of the girls said, "oh my gosh Eugene, you are so cute. He's just like
a little boy." Other girls echoed the little boy remark. The guys were
mostly just laughing at Eugene in his embarrassing situation. Eugene's face
was beet red, and his nervous perspiration was dripping down his bare chest
and belly in torrents. Eugene felt incredibly violated, totally humiliated.
The girls loved playing with his "cute little nipples" and laughed at how
hard they had gotten. Eugene could feel that his dick was now stretched out
and sticking up vertically and that the very sensitive fat head of his cock
was now squeezed between his soft sweaty belly and the tight elastic
waistband of his shorts. It was stretching the elastic waistband and he
could feel the coolness of air touching his throbbing dickhead. He knew it
was now visibly poked up and almost out. He could not believe they had not
spotted it. He hoped so badly that it would go unnoticed. How would he ever
be able to face these kids again knowing they had all seen his most private
naked genitals?

Too late! Just then a couple of the girls squealed out excitedly, "hey,
look at his penis! There it is! See it?" The guys quickly joined in roaring
with laughter, "damn Eugene, how long is that thing? You never told us you
were hung like a racehorse!"

Eugene was now so utterly devastated and humiliated. He wanted so badly for
this to just be some horrible nightmare. The situation was totally out of
Eugene's control. He tipped his head forward and what he saw was his
personal worst nightmare. He could see that his entire mushroom shaped
cockhead and the part of his cock shaft that bore his circumcision scar was
now in everyone's full view. He could see and feel that it was throbbing
with his pulse. His pee slit was spread wide to allow his precum juices to
drool out and down his shaft, and his hairless soft belly was covered with
his sticky precum goo. He tried to protest, but to no avail, and in seconds
he felt his shorts and briefs being pulled down and then falling to his
knees. Even though his dick was now free of any support from the elastic
waistbands, it did not move hardly at all. His genitals, to his dismay and
embarrassment, were now more aroused than ever before in his life and his
dick remained standing up vertical and pulsing pressed against his soft
belly pooch.

Nobody ever actually touched Eugene's dick, but it was so aroused, chubbed
and throbbing, and Eugene was so extremely modest and a virgin that just
the experience of seeing his dick so aroused and everybody watching it was
enough to cause him to have the biggest orgasm of his life in front of all
these classmates. His virgin dick was so hypersensitive, and him now fully
naked and surrounded by the group of completely clothed onlookers caused a
sexual sensory overload that was too much for Eugene. He could feel his
heavy balls, always full of his youthful sperm, tighten and lift themselves
and he felt them release his built up gigantic load. He felt his huge wad
travel to the base of his cock, and he could feel his shaft expand as the
huge load of his  cum worked its way up his shaft to his slit, and then out
shot spurt after spurt after spurt of his hot milky cum splattering all
over his naked chest and belly. Several spurts of his sticky cum shot into
the air and splattered on the guys and girls standing around him as well.

Premature ejaculations aren't at all unusual for young pubescent first
timers, but this was a pre- premature ejaculation. No one had actually even
touched his junk. Eugene just stood there red faced in disbelief. He was so
humiliated, naked, his most private parts, his penis and testicles, his
naked chest with his nipples hard and aroused, his bushy armpits ripe with
his most personal and private body odors, his body's fluids and sperm
everywhere. And everyone had witnessed the hottest orgasm of his life, a
most personal and private act and moment that he never wanted anyone to see
outside of him solitarily enjoying it in his private bathroom. He felt so
violated and ashamed of his mutinous body and genitals allowing itself to
become so aroused and put on this sexual performance in front of all of his
friends and classmates against his will.

Eugene would never forget this day, this event in his life.  He didn't
realize it yet, but this would be about the last day in the life of Eugene
the helpless scrawny nerd. Eugene would no longer remain a nerdy wimp, weak
and defenseless. Eugene was about to enter a later than average growth
spurt. Eugene's body and blood stream in the days and weeks ahead was soon
to be flooded with a huge surge of testosterone as his body prepared itself
for manhood and, he didn't know it yet, but he would soon be riding this
testosterone tsunami, and he was about to quickly learn to leverage it and
use it to muscle his body up and morph himself into Eugene the muscle stud.

To be continued...