Date: Tue, 16 Jun 1998 05:46:08 +0100
From: pfieffer@pacbell.net
Subject: My Two Foot Cock

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			     My Two-Foot Cock

     I woke up, barely able to move.  I was sore all over.  I remembered
yesterday like it was a dream.  There was no way I had spent over eight
hours engaged in a massive orgy with dozens of guys, centered around some
stud with a real four foot cock-and balls that look huge in comparason!.
During that orgy, as I was actually getting fucked by that thing (I don't
know how, I should be ruptured and dead), my own dong swelled to a size
like I had always fantasized...two feet long, four inches thick with fist
sized balls.  I didn't remember leaving the bathouse and going home, but
here I was in my bed.
	I laid there, and shrugged, it had to be a dream.  I threw off the
covers and rolled out of bed.  I staggered as I got up, as my balance was
thrown off my a new wieght in my middle.  I stared down in disbelief as my
15 inch limp dick and huge balls finished swaying and slaping against my
lower thigh.  It WAS real!  I was hung bigger than a horse!  Just the sight
of my monstrous dong and the new feeling of the incredible weight pulling
on my groin made my dick begin to swell, each beat of my heart causing my
cock to grown until it stuck straight out in front of me, the two inch long
gash in the head drolling a drippy stream of precum, a full two feet from
where the five inch thick root disapeared into my dense black bush.
	I reached down and wraped my right hand around the shaft-or should
I say tried to wrap my hand around.  It ended up taking both hands to
encircle my insane pecker.  I pulled my dong straight up, and the gaping,
oozing pisshole was just below my chin.  I could smell the strong male odor
coming off my secretions, and I bent my head down and drank at the faucet
of my new, dream dick.  Both my hands roamed and stroked the gargantuan
shaft as I tried to wedge the entire head into my mouth.  I failed, but got
enough where it felt too good, and I was sticing my tongue half-way up the
gaping piss-slit when my I felt the massive weight of my balls pull up, and
my cock got even harder and larger and my brain fogged as I began to cum.
	The first blast rocketed into my mouth with enough force to almost
hurt.  I pulled off my head just in time for the second blast to shoot
straight up and splash on the cealilng.  I contintued to stroke with both
hands, and my head fell back down to lick and suck at my spurting head.  It
seed like forever, but was actually about five minutes before my orgasm
subsided.  By this time, cum was dripping off the cealing and every surface
in my room had at least one puddle of splooge on it.  My cock began to
subside, but I knew that I at a moment it could get it's full two foot
rigid length again.
	As my brain cleared, I began to wonder just how I was going to deal
with this...after all, when I was a normal six inches long, I fit into
pants and underwear like you're supposed to. I sat back on my bed, and
leaned back against the wall.  This may sound weird(er), but it was only
now that I noticed just how big my balls were.  I mean, my penis, now limp,
was gigantic.  Limp I was as big as anything I'd see in porno's, longer
than Kevin Dean, thicker than Chirs Lord, but my balls looked huge even
compared to the amazing length and girth of my cock.
	My scrotum was the size of those plastic bags you get your
grocieries in when you ask for "plastic."  It looked just like my old
ballsac, nicely wrinkled, and flecked with black hair, only on a scale
undreamed of.  Imagine the above mentioned bag with two cantelopes in it,
and you begin to get the idea.  I gulped, I had no idea how I was gonig to
hide this thing when I had to leave the house, let alone the next day when
I had to go work.  I knew one thing, I was way to sober to handle this.
	I pulled out my bong, and opened my stash/dildo drawer, and reached
inside.  When I felt caused me to lean over and take a look.  What was in
there was not what was in there yesterday.  In place of my
slighty-larger-than-average dildo was a monster one-a full 15 inches long
and 3 inches thick.  There was a full, #10 sized can container of something
called "Ultralube, Guaranteed to make him take it," and instead of the
half-bag of decent ganja I left, was a gallon sized ziplock filled with
some ofthe greenist weed I'd ever seen.  Afer just one hit my head was
flying, so of course I took another one, to make sure I was high enough.
Then I looked down to make sure it was still real.  Yep, it was.
	I had no idea what to do next.  As if in answer to that question,
blood began pumping to my dick and I started to get hard again.  I gazed in
wonder as my ultra-thick tube pulsed and began to thicken.  The head
plumped to the size of my fist as the thick vein on top of my new
horse-dick filled.  The head of my cock stretched toward my knees, but,
just like my old, average sized cock, began to pick up as it got hard, As I
passed 18 inches long, it lifted up and flopped over my right leg, and I do
mean over.  My monstrous piece of flesh arched over my thigh as it
continued to get harder and longer, the head of my half-hard dong leaking
precum into my sheets; 19, 20 21 inches, and still more.
	As my huge meat continued to grow in rigidness, it sood did what my
old dick did, stick straight up from my groin pointing at my chin, only
this time, the obsenely huge head was just below my chin.  I could feel a
puddle of pre-cum pooling betwee my pecs.  I reached down and traced the
thumb-thick path of my cum-tube, unil I reached that oh-so sensitive spot
underneet the head.  It was the size of the pad on my thumb.  As my finger
traced over the thin skin, my cock jumped and the pre-cum flowed at easliy
double the rate is was.  Within moments, the poot on my chest overflowed,
and ran down my side to soak into the sheets.
	I held my hands under my drooling dong and within a few moments
they were covered with my natural lube.  I wrapped both hands just below
the head and bega to talke full, 1ong strokes, 20 inches down, then all the
wayto just below the massive, flared head.  The rest of the day is a blur.
I don't know how many times I came, all I do know is that I remember taking
the 15"x3" dildo all the way while sucking and stroking my meat, and when I
woke up the next morning, the bed and carpet were sticky with cum.
	I quickly called into work, and got up to stagger over the my
computer to see how much money I had.  I have to admit, after everything
that had happened to me in the past 36 hours, I wasn't very suprised to see
ten accounts worth $100,000 each under my name when I logged on.  O.k., I
was rich, hung bigger than most horses, and already getting horny again.  I
decided to go for a walk.
	I look around.  Was there anything that would cover, or even maybe
hide, what I was packing.  After all, I'd be passing women and children on
the walk to the park.  Luckily it was early Spring, so sweats and a
trenchcoat were acceptable wear.  you could still see that I had a bulge at
my crotch, but the trench hid just how stretched out the fabric of the
sweats were.  Imagine shoving one of those huge salami's that you can get
at a good deli and two cantelopes down your pants and you get the idea.
	I had now idea where I was going, or what I was going to do, but
out of habit I headed towards my neighborhood park.  It's quite large and
lots of paths and side nooks...and, coincedentaly (I didn't know this when
I moved into my flat), is a MAJOR cruise spot.  I've never failed to all
the cock, ass, and cum I wanted.  Even during the middle of the day, on a
weekday, there were always people cruising.  I swear I didn't consciously
think about that as I headed there.  I jsut always went for long walks in
the park to think...even to the point of turning down being cruised at
(though not often unless I've just satisfied my urges).
	Anyway, it was a gorgeous day in The City, the sky was that
wonderful shade of blue that you get after rains, and the cityscape stood
out in stark relief from the green of the bay (one of the big differences
between the East and West coasts; the East has blue oceans, the West,
green).  It was warm, warm enought hat when I got to the park and felt safe
that I wasn't going to traumatize any children or women (men are welcome to
get as traumatized as they want), I opened up the trench, revealing my nice
chest; not an incredible chest, but I nice one, smooth athletic belly, firm
pecs, but not a body-builder type.  Of course, this also revealed the 3
1/2" tube runing down the left leg of my sweats to my knee, and the
shifting package that created a 6" high bulge, tenting my sweats more than
my old hardon did, taking up most of the area of my crotch.  I was worried
that people would think that I had rolled up a windbreaker and shoved it
down my pants.
	I have to admit, it felt glorious feeling my dong slide and bounce
along my leg, the head rubbing the fabric and my knee, the fat shaft
pressing along the length of my thigh.  My ballsac was actually being split
by the crotch of my sweats.  I had to tie the string on them rather tight
to keep the weight of my two 6" diamater nuts from pulling them down.  So,
on either side of the crotch of my sweats, I had two VERY visible bulges,
that felt oh so incredible swaying and boucning along.  I was also getting
off on something I had neve realized would be so important when I
fantasized about a dick like mine; you know how good it feels to get your
nuts tugged on?  Well the sheer massive weight of of my balls was giving me
the exact same feeling.
	But I was walking along, trying to absorb it all, I decidedto stop
by the main group site, a place where guys went who wanted to jack off,
show off, and maybe head into the bushes for some private action...During
weekend evening, there were half-a-dozen guys at any given time, today
there was only two, a blond younger dude, who was currently on his knees,
getting face fucked by an older leather stud.
	I walked into the clearing, and the dude on his knees pulled off
the studs cock and waved me over.  I walked over to them, and the blond
eagerly pulled down my sweats, and then fell back, his eyes wide and his
mouth open.  The leather stud (identified as such by the leather band
arround his arm and the tight, studded, leather cockring that held his nice
10" cock rock hard), just muttered and bolted.
	All 18 limp inches swung free, the head right by my kness.  The
blond was still staring at it, a look in his eyes that looked almost close
to a type of insanity.  I walked over to him and he reached out, with both
hands. As he touched it, he muttered something about it actually being
real.  I didn't care.  The feelings of another person's hands on my
tremendously oversized dork made it swell, and made my head swim with
lust. I could feel my balls swelling and moving, and the air grew thick
with the smell of my sex.
	The blond pressed his face into my crotch and breathed deep of
myfumes. His own cock, which was lying there limp, lept ot full erection, a
nice, rock hard 6 incher. He pulled his face away and began to lick the
fist-sized cockhead, digging his tongue into my slit, gulping down the
torrent of pre-cum that met him. He continued to lick and stroke me, using
my precum for lube. Just when I was getting good and close, in walked
another dude.  I honestly couldn't tell you what he looked like. All
thought resided in the little head the was pulsing and spurting two feet
from my groin.
	As he walked into the clearing, his head began to swirl with the
heavy scent of my sex that filled the area around me.  He immediatley fell
to his kness, his mouth joining the blond's on my dickhead (pleanty of room
for both) and his hands roaming the shaft with the blonds.  I just groaned
and let them work.  Moments later I noticed that a face was burried in my
crotch, sucking and licking the underside of my swollen ballsac, his hands
massaging and rubbing my cantelope-sized nuts. Before long, a fourth joined
us, fingering and sucking my asshole. I held back for as long as I could,
but with a howl, the already iron-hard, ultra-long and thick pole of my
cock got even harder and thicker; the monstrous head swelled, the two inch
long piss-slit gaped open in preperation for the torrents to follow.
	The blond stuck his tongue into the hole, and the first shot of
cumsprayed off of his, splashing us all. The force of it knocked him off my
cock, and the next shot splattered on the bushes on the other side of the 8
foot clearing, as did the next dozen shots as the five guys who surrounded
me gaped as the mighty canon of my dick shot thumb-thick, yard long
streamers of cum into the air. The shots began to get smaller, but it still
took five minuites before my orgasm subsided, and my still hard cock just
bubbled and oozed cum. It took about ten minutes for my humongous nuts of
fully empty, by the end of which all five of the guys had jerked themselves
to two cums each, their normal sized loads adding to the large puddles of
my cream that were all over.
	As if cumming made them realize what was going on, two of the guys
jumped up and ran out of the clearing, clearly freaked out. I looked down
at my dick, which actually seemed even bigger, and at the three who were
left. They had dazed looks in their eyes as they gazed at the barely limp
meat that swung wetly between my thighs, the garantuan head between my
knees and my balls hung in their sac almost as far. Moments later we were
on our way back to my place, where they were already planing on inviting
friends.
	I have no idea who the Man-With-the-Four-Foot-Cock is, but I would
like the thank him for the gift of my two-foot dick-which, when we went
back, I found out that I didn't kill people when I shoved my it insise of
them...and one other thing, I was right. I thought I was bigger and when I
was measured when we got back to my pad, I was now 30 inches long! I had
grown a half-a-foot and was 2 and one-half feet long! and my balls had
grown even more grotesquely huge.
	In the few years since then, I've had sex with thousands of people,
and haen't grown anymore, but recentlly I've been wondering... :)
 
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