"Hi Brain." I started.
"Oh...Hey." He said, fighting his shyness to try to involve himself in conversation.
We forced some small talk, and I was eventually able to get him to open up a bit more. We talked a bit, he made me laugh a few times, and then we both went to class. But I wasn't gonna give up on this yet.
Days went by, and I talked to Brian more and more often. I never realized what a funny guy he was. He was the shy and silent type usually, and now that I was actually having conversations with him, I found myself charmed for more than just to see what was in his pants.
Eventually, Brain asked me on a date, and we got closer, and fell into a relationship. That was far different than what I had in mind of a fling or two, but whatever, I was happy. One night, while making out, I felt his member against my body, soft. It slowly hardened, and I resisted going for it too early.
Eventually, I felt more comfortable, and we stood up making out. I could see his semi pushing his pants out extremely far. It was like a curved bar going down his leg. I went for it, and I could see him blush and get nervous, unsure of how to react. Brain wasn't very experienced with women.
I pulled it out, and smiled at my prize. I began to rub it with my hand, pulling on it, as it grew harder, bigger, and thicker. After a few moments, I was having trouble rubbing it with one hand, pointed it up, and started rubbing it with 2 hands. It was reaching about 14 inches, and I took my shirt off, making it rush to its full size, pressing right into my breasts. I unhooked my bra, uses my breasts to stimulate him, as well as my hands. Eventually he got off, we cleaned up, and laid down talking.
"So..." I asked. "You should've warned me about how big you were."
"Well...I was kinda nervous. I wasn't sure what to say." He said.
We talked a bit about it, laughed, when I asked. "Tell me about it."
"What do you mean?"
"What was it like growing up with that?"
"Well...I can remember when I was 12. I just started 6th grade, and over the summer, I hadn't seen anyone that was developed really. When I walked in, and saw all the 7th and 8th grade girls with breasts...and how it made me feel...well, you know."
I nodded.
"Anyway. It was at that point that my penis would get hard for no reason. Like most boys going through puberty. One day, it got hard, and I looked at it, and I realized how big it had gotten. It scared me. I don't think I was that big...I think most kids were the same size. I could tell during gym. But as a kid, I had no idea what was going on. I prayed to God that night to make me stop growing. God didn't listen. I could tell it was growing almost daily."
"Daily?!"
"Maybe I was just too young to realize it, but it seemed like daily. I remember though, when I first measured. it was around 4 inches. Then, about 2 weeks later, I was at 6 inches, and a week after that, I was at 8 inches. I had stretch marks form on my penis and such..."
"Wow..."
"It stayed about the same until 9th grade. I was 15, and I began to realize that I was as big as porn stars and such. I never knew that was big, I thought everyone was pretty much the same size. Then I heard people calling porn stars huge and stuff, and I was as big as most of them. Eventually I started to realize I was growing again. I was confused, because I was growing so big, so fast. Porn stars were beginning to look small. I remember waking up with ripped underwear some nights. When I was 16, I remember it because it was my birthday, I measured myself at 9 inches. A few weeks later, 10 inches. A week after that, 11. It kept growing and growing, riping out of my clothes, filling up my pants, thickening, growing, swelling. After about 2 months, I reached just past 18 inches, and it stopped. That's how big I am now."
"You have no idea how much that story turned me on..." I said.