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Danny's Dick Part 5 - Summer
I was in Sears the other day, picking up some white cotton socks and a
pair of light PJs to wear during the summer. On my way to the checkout
counter I was walking past the Girl's Section and I noticed a display of
tops on sale. I'm not sure why, but I stopped and looked at the display
and on impulse, just grabbed a purple pleated knit top and paid for it
along with the socks and PJs. When I got home I took it out of the bag
and thought, "Why the heck did I buy this?" But I pulled off my shirt and
pulled on the top and wow, did it look nice on me, it was all loose and
frilly and I liked the way the loose fabric swung back and forth a little
as I walked so I wore it around the house the rest of the day, taking it
off only when Joe and I went out to a movie that night.
As the weather turned warmer at the end of the school year, I could
switch from my loose jeans to these big baggy shorts that are popular
now. You know, the ones that have a drawstring at the waist and that hang
down below your knees. They covered up my penis pretty well. And since
I'm not wearing underwear any more, my cock just kinda swings freely back
and forth as I walk along. The feeling of it swinging in the breeze like
that is a real turn-on. I do have to be a little careful when I sit down
as sometimes the shorts will ride up a little on my legs and you'll see
its head peeking out of the bottom - cute!
A tradition at the end of the junior year is the class picnic. We take
the money we've been accumulating from fund raisers during the year and
head off on a daytrip. This year we went to the nearby Six Flags
Amusement Park. While the picnic is fun, the real fun starts after we
return late in the day. Most of the class will have prearranged to meet
at some out of the way park and continue the partying - but this time
with booze thrown in. Well by ten o'clock at night I was pretty wasted.
The weather was hot and I was pretty sweaty from the booze. And I was at
the point where my two eyes didn't seem to want to look in the same
direction - it helped if I closed one eye because then I didn't have to
struggle to coordinate them. So I figured that I'd take a break and
staggered over to a nearby tree. I sprawled at its base, opened my shirt,
and took advantage of the breeze. I noticed a group of four or five girls
a little way away - they were giggling and occasionally glancing in my
direction. After awhile one of them left the group and came over to me
and stood looking down at me. I recognized her as Amy, one of Erin's
friends.
"So Danny, we hear that you've got some equipment that you're pretty
proud of," she said.
"So?" I responded.
She smiled and said: "Yeah, well we think you're full of shit. You
probably don't have anything at all."
"Hey, feel free to check it out," I said.
She knelt down, not looking quite so happy at this point since I'd taken
her up on the dare. She slowly stretched her arm toward my shorts, and
placed her hand on my crotch. As the felt my size through the thin fabric
she got a look on her face that was part awe and part horror. I think she
wanted to quit at the point but couldn't bear having her friends see her
chicken out. I stood up and looked down on her as she knelt on the ground
- her face at the same level as my midsection. She slowly reached up and
untied the drawstring in my shorts, letting them fall to the ground,
exposing my massive member. Her eyes opened wide and her jaw dropped as
she saw the size of my huge cock, its sweaty surface glistening in the
firelight as it hung only several inches from her face. "How's that for
equipment honey. How would it feel to have that hot meat inside you?" I
asked her as she fell backward in fear, stumbled, got to her feet, and
ran back to her friends crying. I pulled up my shorts and staggered off
into the darkness.
I felt really bad the next day. First, I had this really bad hangover.
And second, and more important, I felt like a real shit for exposing
myself to Amy that way. I mean, Amy was a nice girl and she had always
been polite to me, and she really didn't deserve being treated like that.
I figured that I'd give her a couple of days to cool down and then I'd
get in touch with her and apologize.
But an apology to Amy was not in the cards. Now, Erin and I had been
drifting apart since the beginning of my Junior year but I guess what
finally caused us to break up was what I'd done to Amy. A couple of days
after that incident, Erin sent me an e-mail saying that she didn't want
to have any contact with me - ever again - and neither did any of her
friends or they'd tell the counselors at school what I'd done - and all
of them unfriended me on Facebook!
At first, during the summer between my Junior and Senior years, I thought
that things had stabilized and that I wasn't betting any bigger. But as
the summer wore on I realized that other changes were taking place. The
first was that my balls were getting bigger. Gradually over the summer
they swelled from their regular size to about 2" in diameter. And either
because of the added weight, or because it was enlarging also, my sack
(well, "scrotum" if you want to get technical) also got larger. The
result is that instead of snuggling right up to my crotch, my large balls
now hang maybe halfway down to my knees.
I also realized during this time that while my cock was still getting
longer, it was now getting thicker as well. So as the end of summer
approached, it had grown to at least 10" in length and instead of being a
little over two inches thick, it had gradually increased in thickness to
almost 3". When I jerked off earlier this year, I could hold it on one
hand, now it takes both hands to encircle it. When I jerk off now though,
WOW! Instead of shooting a couple of spoonfuls of cum, I now pump out
almost half a cup and it seems like it goes on forever. GOD! This is
wonderful.
Toward the end of the summer, I was getting pretty bored hanging around
the house so I decided that I'd hit the State Fair. It's pretty dumb with
some of the buildings full of hucksters trying to sell you potato peelers
or floor cleaners, and other buildings full of animal exhibits ("This
Year's First Prize Rooster"). But there's lots of different food to snack
on, and a few of the rides on the midway are decent. I ran into Joe there
and we just walked around a little. Even found a place that would sell us
beer so we had a couple. After awhile the beer had worked its way through
my system and I started to feel the need to take a leak so we headed for
one of the restrooms. Why is it that the restrooms on fairgrounds are
always these gross concrete block buildings that reek of piss, and that
don't have decent urinals but just a metal trough along one wall that you
pee into?
So anyway, Joe and I went into the restroom and it was true to form -
well, maybe even a little worse than usual - our feet kind of stuck to
the floor a little as we walked up to the metal trough. We looked at each
other and wrinkled our noses to indicate our disgust. Anyway, we "let the
lizard out" and started to relieve ourselves into the metal trough - all
the while doing the male pretending thing. You know, where you pretend
that you're doing anything except standing next to some guy who is
holding his cock in his hand and taking a piss. You stare at the wall and
look at where somebody has picked their nose and wiped it on the concrete
blocks. Or you look at the spider working its way down the wall. Real fun
stuff. Maybe it was the beer that made me a little careless or clumsy.
But all of a sudden I heard this "splat" sound and felt a strange
wetness. I looked down and realized that my dick had slipped out of my
hands, had fallen into the metal trough, and about 4" or so of it were
lying on the bottom covered with piss. Joe was staring at my member as it
lay there for several seconds before I could gather my wits, reach into
the trough, pick it up with both hands, and stuff it back into my pants.
Embarrassed as hell, I tore out of the restroom, wiping my hands on my
jeans. Joe caught up to me and he didn't say anything as I slowed down
and my breathing returned to normal. We wandered down the midway, trying
to pretend that nothing had happened, but I kept noticing that Joe was
glancing at the large wet bulge that began in my crotch and ran down the
left leg of my pants.
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