Sheepish Sean

by johnnyacolin

Shy college freshman Sean gets a growth spurt that’s alarming enough to pay a visit to the doctor.

Embarrassed beyond belief, Sean sat on the table in Dr. William’s office. His father, Tom, overly concerned and needing answers had not only forced him to have their family doctor check him out but had also come back to the exam room with him despite his protests.

“So, I hear we’re having some concerns downstairs, huh, Sean?” said Dr. Williams, flipping back the intake form as he walked into the room without looking up.

“Errr, I mean I am not in any pain or anything, but—” Sean began to answer only to be cut off by his dad.

“His penis has had an abrupt growth spurt while he was away at college, and it’s concerning,” Sean’s dad blurted out. “He told me he took one of my supplements when he was home at Christmas break and then I came home to see his massive bulge at the pool…” Sean’s dad trailed off with a sense of disbelief at what he was saying.

“No worries, we will get him checked out,” Dr. Williams said picking up where Dad left off. “Not uncommon to still have growth spurts at 18. Probably just coming into your prime,” the doctor added, winking at Sean in a futile attempt to ease the tension. “Let’s go ahead drop your pants so we can see what’s going.”

Sean looked at his father hoping he would read his expression and bow out of the exam room, but to Sean’s dismay, he didn’t budge. Hesitantly Sean undid his jeans and slowly started to pull his pants and stretched out briefs down.

Dr. Williams whistled in astonishment as Sean’s cock spilled out of his underwear and said, “I see the concern, you have clearly grown quite a bit since your last physical.”

Startled by the whistle, Sean had let go of his pants and both his briefs and jeans fell to rest around his ankles. His soft penis hung halfway down his thigh and his inflated bull balls hung resting on his thighs, pushing his cock out and on display. When he had gone away for college, he was just average: 5’ 9”, 150 pounds, average cock. He was still average in every way, but he had noticed his underwear slowly getting tighter over the course of his freshmen year. He assumed he’d been doing his laundry wrong until his father caught him trying to get a little tan in his speedo while he was home house sitting for his parents away on vacation. That miscommunication of when they’d be back and mistaken belief no one would find him wearing a far too small speedo from his high school swim days out by the pool had led to him being drug into see the doctor.

Sheepishly, Sean looked over at his father who was clearly shocked at seeing it uncovered for the first time since his growth. He had locked his eyes on Sean’s cock and had an expression of pure disbelief.

“Let me glove up and we will take a closer look,” Dr. Williams said, snapping on a latex glove. “I know it’s awkward, but try to relax.” He began gently feeling around Sean’s lower abdomen. “Any pain here?” Dr. Williams asked.

“Nope,” gulped Sean, trying to clear his mind and zone out. He could already feel blood rushing toward his cock and really did not want to pop a fully exposed boner in front of his dad, let alone Dr. Williams.

“Welp, no hernia or anything off yet. Go ahead and have a seat back on the table. Are you sexually active?” asked Dr. Williams.

“Nothing beyond hand jobs, sir,” Sean said, wishing he was lying. He’d been far too shy to come out yet at college despite the opportunity. And with his growing cock he didn’t really want guys only seeing his dick and not him.

“And no other strange growth spurts?” the doctor asked, now feeling around the base of Sean’s cock.

“No sir,” Sean gasped, feeling the cold latex hand now massaging his right testicle.

Dr. Williams hummed quizzically, now massaging Sean’s left testicle in his hand. “Well, your testicles are definitely much larger than average, but nothing feels alarming,” he said, moving his hands now to Sean’s slowly plumping shaft. Sean bit his lip and looked away from Dr. Williams’s hands on his cock, hoping to fight off a full-on boner. Aware of how uncomfortable Sean was feeling, Dr. Williams attempted to reassure him. “Oh don’t be embarrassed, erections happen all the time during physicals. Not the first I’ve seen and for sure not the last.”

“I’ll try, sir,” Sean said, even though he was certain he would die right there in the room from sheer awkwardness. Still feeling underneath the shaft, Dr. Williams’s glove caught Sean’s foreskin and accidentally pulled it back to reveal half of Sean’s swelling head. Sean let out a slight grunt at the sensation.

Responding to the grunt, Dr. Williams asked, “Does it hurt to fully retract your foreskin?”

“No sir,” Sean panted, “just a little sensitive.”

“Well, we will be careful then,” replied Dr. Williams, returning to feel around Sean’s thickening shaft, but the foreskin movement had sealed the deal and Sean knew there was no holding back from a full erection now. He’d already ballooned up to a chubby 9 inches easily and couldn’t keep his thoughts on anything to make it go down.

“All right, son, if you would please go ahead and lie back on the table,” Dr. Williams directed. Sean looked again at his father who still looked aghast. Laying back on the table, Sean’s growing erection was even more obvious, slightly rising and slowly swelling. Turning away to jot some notes on Sean’s chart, the doctor asked, “So you took one of your father’s supplements over Christmas break? XXXtreme Men?”

“Yes, sir, I just took one on a whim,” Sean said, looking down at his cock, which was now standing straight up toward the ceiling and at beer can thickness, towering straight up towards the ceiling. He was getting harder now and couldn’t help but flex his cock to alleviate the throbbing, despite his father’s shocked eyes locked on him. He resisted the strong urge to touch it to soothe the throbbing while Dr. Williams’s back was turned.

“Hmmm, well, normally those kinds of supplements are completely false advertising for placebo pills,” said Dr. Williams, now looking online to try and find the supplier with his back still to Sean. “Ah yes, here we go, that company went out of business last year for fraud. I am guessing it didn’t do anything for you, Tom?” he asked before turning back around to find Sean’s cock standing straight up. “Jesus!” exclaimed Dr. Williams, “I mean, I am sorry for the unprofessional outburst, but I just thought you were already fully erect before. Are you now?”

Embarrassed, Sean quickly sat up, lifted his t-shirt and shoved the majority of his hardening cock under it out of view as best he could. “Yes sir,” Sean stammered. “It’s almost fully hard.” He glanced at his father, who was still staring in disbelief at the tent Sean’s cock had made of his t-shirt. A spot of precum was soaking through his shirt right between his pecs and he could feel his cock head shifting further out of his foreskin.

“Almost?” Dr. Williams paused with a somewhat shocked look. Eyeing the tent of Sean’s shirt, he paused in slight disbelief. “Well, bud, I understand that it feels awkward, but I need to take another look. Can you remove your shirt? I promise neither of us are judging you, we’re all men here. We’ve all seen a hard penis before,” Dr. Williams added in a reassuring tone.

Sean looked at his father, who gave him his first nod of reserved encouragement since being there despite his shocked expression. Reluctantly Sean removed his shirt letting his monster spring to attention now out in full view. The head was now deep red and glistening with precum half out of his foreskin. Both Dr. Williams and Tom stared at him in bewilderment.

“Wow, I see now why your father is concerned,” Dr. Williams said with a nod. “I’ve seen plenty of penises in this office and this is easily larger than I’ve ever seen soft or erect.” Feeling an odd sense of pride and embarrassment, Sean’s cock flexed against his will, bobbing and sending a string of precum slowly dangling toward the floor. “Are you still getting hard, Sean?” Dr. Williams asked.

“Clearly he is,” Sean’s dad exclaimed. Sean’s head was now turning purple and forcing its way further out of the foreskin, drooling pre cum. Sean’s cock was now uncomfortably throbbing at full mast pointing straight out and slightly up in front him, and it took every ounce of composure to not give himself a stroke right there despite the awkwardness.

“Yes, well, I thought it was fully erect just a moment ago, but clearly I was wrong,” chuckled Dr. Williams. “Is this about as hard as you get, Sean?” Dr. Williams asked.

“Yes, sir,” Sean said sheepishly.

Recognizing the concern on Sean’s face, Dr. Williams comforted him. “Don’t be embarrassed, its completely natural to get erections. You have nothing to be ashamed of. Now,” he went on, “I normally wouldn’t suggest this, but in this case, I think we need to take your measurements so we can track this if things persist to grow at a rapid rate.” He pulled a cloth tape measure from a drawer. Sean grew even more mortified knowing his cock was not only going to be on record, but that his father was there to hear just how big he was.

“Are you sure? I mean, can I just do it and tell you?” Sean asked pleadingly.

“Most men lie about their penis size so we can’t exactly trust self-reporting. Not that you’d lie about this… But anyway, you don’t have to worry, Sean, this is confidential. Now, can you hold it steady for me there bud?” Dr. Williams asked and Sean reluctantly wrapped his hand around the base of his throbbing cock to try to hold it still. Placing the tape around the center of Sean’s shaft, Dr. Williams pulled it tight and said, “9 inches around”. Sean’s cock bucked uncontrollably at the sound of the number and flexed off the tape measure on its own accord. Dr. Williams quickly caught the neck of Sean’s sack before his balls could tighten up around the base of his cock. “Easy, big guy,” Dr. Williams quipped, and Sean let out a thankful grunt. Next Dr. Williams placed the tape at the base of Sean’s cock and slowly extended to the tip. All three men’s eyes widened when the tip pushed just slightly past 14 inches.

“Damn, son!” blurted out Sean’s father and then covered his mouth remembering the awkwardness of the situation and surprise at his sudden sense of pride. Sean’s cock flexed fully hard.

“Well, he is clearly a big boy,” Dr. Williams said, holding in a chuckle.

“Big? He’s huge!” stammered Tom. Sean went red in the face and his cock bucked again. “This can’t be normal.”

“Aside from the fact that you’re over double average size, everything seems normal and in order, young man. I would like you to follow up though if you notice any further growth or an abnormality, and we will need to do some blood work, take a urine sample, and a semen sample just to cover our bases, but I doubt that pill had any damaging effects if it even did this. You’ve honestly probably just hit your last growth spurt.” Dr. Williams made a few more notes on Sean’s file.

“A semen sample?” Sean’s dad said seeming to snap out of his mix of pride and disbelief. “I am not sure that’s necessary, Doctor.”

“We just need to make sure this isn’t something related to or affecting fertility. Clearly it shouldn’t take him too long once we step out and let him do his business,” said Dr. Williams, nodding toward Sean’s purpling cock. Sean’s face went even more red and another dollop precum dripped out his freely bobbing head. He knew it wouldn’t take him long at this point, but the idea of them standing in the hallway waiting for him to shoot his load was mortifying.

“Sean, you need to ejaculate into this cup and then let us know when you’re done. Then we’ll have a nurse collect a blood sample as well and let you complete the urine sample on your way out,” Dr. Williams explained.

Looking again at Sean’s fully erect massive cock standing straight out from him and then the semen collection cup, Dr. Williams paused with a thought and then said, “If you need to use both hands to finish up, you might try setting the cup on this stool and standing over it.” He set the cup on the stool and motioned to the floor next to the stool.

Sean awkwardly nodded that he did and wrapped his hand around the base of his cock to show the men how he couldn’t fully reach one hand around. They both nodded at him with understanding and started for the door. As they did so Sean stood up and slid his hand up to the head of his cock to hold it steady as he moved over to the stool. He forgot his pants were still around his ankles and stumbled, forcing back his foreskin all the way to expose his full, glistening head in the fumble. Doing so sent a wave through his groin that he knew too well.

Sean quickly tried to force his foreskin back over his now full helmet head, but it wouldn’t budge. He used both hands to squeeze the shaft just under his now exposed head to hold back from shooting and grunted in agony. His kiwi sized testicles tightened all the way up and his purple head had flared out to the size of a tennis ball. A small trickle of semen slipped out his cock slit and both men were staring at him with a mix of concern and pity. Recognizing the shaft squeezing technique from their own experiences, the pumping muscle of his cock, they knew that the poor boy wasn’t going to be able to hold back long enough for them to exit the room.

Biting his lip and holding both hands tight around the neck of his cock Sean quickly positioned his head towards the cup as best he could. Sean looked at the two men pleadingly, hoping they would either run out or look away or disappear in that instant, but his muscles were already spasming for release, and the men weren’t making any attempt to leave.

Red in the face and sweating, Sean whimpered, knowing that there was no turning back from the ledge. He was too embarrassed to tell them he was about to cum. His head was swollen to capacity and instinct was telling him to stroke instead of squeeze. Sean could only bring himself to grunt out “I am gonna shoot!” in a last-ditch effort to snap them out of their staring trance and give him the decency of cumming in private. His cock bucked violently from the base forcing Sean to loosen his grip and he fired the first shot of cum over the stool to land square on Dr. Williams’s shoe. Sean groaned from the feeling of his cock trying to pulse out cum without being stroked. Both men, aware of the uncomfortable feeling themselves, felt even more pity for him. Sean moved one of his hands to the base of his cock and the other hovered ready to stroke the head. He was fighting back tears and straining to not stoke his cock in front of them, but his bucking cock was begging to be stroked. Sean looked at the two men who were clearly lost in a trance. Grunting like a wild animal, he started stroking his erupting cock; one hand stroking the shaft, one hand stroking the head.

Realizing that Sean indeed needed both hands to work his massive manhood, Dr. Williams grabbed the cup and held it out to Sean’s pulsing head. “Here ya go, bud,” Dr. Williams directed, and Sean thrust the tip of his tennis ball sized head to cover the whole rim of the cup and grunted harder, giving semen like a bull. Catching five large spurts Dr. Williams pulled away, put the cap on and stepped back to let Sean finish. He wanted to turn his back and aim away from the men, but his legs were busy holding up his bucking hips and his hands were only useful for getting the massive load out. Sean leaned back to rest his ass on to the table still stroking and grunting, thrusting into his hands while covering his chest with the rest of his cum. With the last spurt, he squeezed the base of his cock and forced the last bit out slowly letting it drool down his massive shaft. Panting, Sean looked at the two men simultaneously relieved and utterly embarrassed.

“I’m sorry,” Sean said out of breath, “I just couldn’t… it just…”

“It’s okay, son,” Sean’s Dad said with a mix of reassurance and pity. “Trust me, we understand that feeling.”

Snapping out of his shock from what just happened and how much cum was now all over the floor and Sean, Dr. Williams handed Sean a roll of paper towels and said, “We’ll step out now and let you clean up.”

Even after seeing it fully erect and out on display, Tom still couldn’t believe how massive Sean’s cock had become. When he came home to find Sean lounging by the pool in a speedo and saw the massive bulge, he’d originally thought Sean was either hard or had stuffed something in his suit to fill it out because his swimsuits had never hugged him so snuggly in previous summers. Realizing it was real from the clear outline of Sean’s head and massive balls he instantly became concerned it was cancer or something worse, which led him to take Sean to the doctor. Sitting in the waiting room while Sean cleaned up, Tom felt a mixture of relief, embarrassment, and pride.

His own cock had always been average, 6 inches and thicker than most guys. Having caught Sean tanning in speedos the summer before he left for college, he’d assumed his son would have been basically the same. They weren’t prudes or anything, but Sean tended to keep to himself and covered up so when Tom first caught him laying out in speedo, it was a surprise for different reasons. Sean had come out to Tom when he was in high school, so the speedo was only shocking because he was so reserved. Sean explained he’d wanted to get a little more all over tan before heading back to college to feel more confident and Tom told him he shouldn’t be embarrassed at all by his body. Wanting to be a good role model about body positivity, Tom had bought himself a classic speedo and made a point to wear it as often as he could when Sean was around. He wasn’t sure he could be an example anymore.

Tom still couldn’t fathom what he’d seen. Even when Sean initially removed his pants Tom had thought it was a big growth spurt and the boy was just now a shower instead of grower. Seeing it slowly swell up to an erect 14 inches and as thick as a beer can though was shocking, and despite the awkwardness, the fact that Sean couldn’t get his hands around it to hide was honestly impressive. It drooled so much pre cum it looked as if Sean had been lubing up his cock for hours. Tom had never even seen a cock that massive in porn and still couldn’t believe his timid son was that large of man.

With no major concerns from Dr. Williams, Tom’s thoughts had relaxed and shifted toward the fact that his son was suddenly hung like a horse and the only reason seemed to be a growth spurt. He’d seen other guys in locker rooms who were easily sporting semi hard 7 inchers but never a guy whose erect cock reached up to their pecs and ended in a helmet head the size of a tennis ball. How was Tom going to help Sean with the awkwardness? Tom’s brothers and friends were all averagely endowed so there was no one to consult there. Granted, they would probably be impressed if they knew the genes Tom had passed down, but that was unlikely based on their side of the family.

“All set,” Dr. Williams said breaking Tom’s train of thought. Walking through the waiting room to shake Tom’s hand Dr. Williams said, “we will let you know if we find anything abnormal, but honestly just think he is still growing.”

“Still?” Tom asked.

“Well, probably not too much more” Dr. Williams said with a wink.

Sean reluctantly followed Dr. Williams keeping his hands in front of him despite no longer being hard. It was still obvious he was packing something far above average.

Sean avoided Tom the rest of the week, choosing to get up after he left for work to avoid having to hide his morning wood. All his usual briefs had stopped fitting, so he was down to wearing a pair of silky novelty boxers his grandma thought he liked and thus sent every Christmas. Forgetting it was Saturday he hoped out of bed without thinking and headed down to the kitchen for coffee.

Pouring his coffee, Sean looked down at the tent he was making of the ridiculous blue cookie monster boxers. He knew he needed to get new underwear as soon as possible. Breaking Sean’s train of thought, Tom said, “Morning, son,” startling him enough to abruptly turn around.

Sean’s boxer tent didn’t last long as his cock slipped free through the fly falling to reveal his 11 inch, fully chubbed morning wood standing out before him. His kiwis were still covered but clearly outlined by the blue silk and laughing Cookie Monster heads. Sean’s face immediately went red, and his hands desperately tried to cover his head and shaft unsuccessfully with his hands. Tom, shaking off the surprise quickly forced a chuckle and said, “oh don’t worry, nothing I haven’t seen before.” Grabbing his own morning wood boxer bulge and giving it shake to relieve the tension without thinking. Tom’s shaking had the unintentional side effect of lining his head up right with the buttonless fly and his hard 6 inches slid out into full view. Tom’s face reddened to and unlike his son successfully covered his whole cock up with his hands.

Suddenly feeling far less embarrassed, Sean let out a chuckle. While he’d seen his dad’s cock before, he never seen it hard. An odd sense of pride washed over him at the confirmation he was far, far, larger than his dad. Tom turned away and forced his wood back in his boxers. Enjoying the irony, Sean said, “Don’t worry, nothing I haven’t seen before.” Sean strained to stuff his cock back into his boxers but his chub had swollen thicker in the awkwardness of the situation and wasn’t going back into the fly. Tom had already turned back around and started chuckling at the sight of Sean trying to stuff his cock back into his boxers.

Giving up trying to put it away, Sean let go and his cock fell straight out and flexed in its freedom.

“Looks like you need some new underwear, something without a fly so you won’t get stuck,” chuckled Tom.

Annoyed and forgetting he was still fully on display, Sean crossed his arms and scowled. Tom could still not believe how massive Sean’s cock was even just in its chubby state. Noticing his dad’s gaze was fixed on his cock, Sean quipped, “Take a picture, it will last longer.” He grabbed the base of his cock and gave it playful shake. While Sean’s playful move had broken Tom’s tranced gaze, it had the side effect of only making him more excited and the tightness of his fly was not helping.

“How about you go take care of that, get ready for the day, and then we go try and find you some new underwear?” Tom suggested, making sure to focus on Sean’s face at the sting of the quip. A few seconds into focusing on Sean’s face again, Tom saw Sean’s expression change from cocky to panicked. Sean’s face was turning red, and he had stated to bite his lip. Tom looked back down at Sean’s now fully hard cock, and it started erupting like a volcano, bucking wildly without a hand to hold it.

Out of sheer embarrassment, Sean didn’t even attempt to relieve the contractions of his massive pumping hard on. His load splattered across the floor and the counters as his cock bucked uncomfortably untouched.

Having seen this before, Tom wasn’t shocked enough to remain silent and shouted, “Sean! Hold on to it!”

“I’m not… ugh… gonna stroke… ughhhhh… in front of you… ugh…again,” Sean stammered between grunts as his cock bounced freely shooting more and more cum. He put his hands behind his head to resist the temptation to stroke his throbbing member and looked at the ceiling to avoid seeing his father’s reaction.

Sean’s massive cock swung up and down, slapping his thighs and stomach even though he stood perfectly still, spraying cum freely. The spurts slowed and his cock came back to its stationary, but still fully erect state. Tom, who’d only been concerned with the mess, grabbed the paper towels and started to clean up the obscene amount of cum, trying to not chuckle too much. “You really need to learn to aim better,” he quipped, wiping the counter.

Sean was now feeling incredibly horny and irritable. He grabbed the base of his hard-on. “You try controlling this thing,” he said, slapping it on to the counter and getting a little dribble of cum on the counter. Tom grumpily wiped that up too.

Sighing, Tom said, “Go get dressed and we will go to the store to find you some underwear that can account for your…size.”

Sean pulled at his boxers to try in vain to get his cock back through the fly, hoping that getting the tightness off the base of his cock would let him get soft. Out of frustration he ripped the waistband and the boxers fell to the floor, leaving his full package now on display. Tom eyes widened at the sight of Sean’s kiwi-sized balls, which were slowly tightening up against the shaft in their freedom. “Ugh, why won’t you go down?” Sean groaned.

Tom realized Sean still needed to orgasm. “You had a ruined orgasm,” Tom explained. “Have you not done that before?”

“So I came, but still have to orgasm?” Sean asked, confused.

“Yep. Happens if you don’t stroke it when you’re past the point of no return. Maybe you should, uh, go take care of that while you’re getting ready,” Tom suggested nodding towards Sean’s cock.

Sean’s head flared out at the comment, and he quickly grabbed it and pulled it to his stomach and stomped off to his room and slammed the door. Tom couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of Sean’s cock bouncing angrily with each step.

Sean flopped onto the bed and began to stroke. It was slightly uncomfortable to touch his swollen cock but he was so frustrated and knew he need to fully orgasm to get it to go down.

After ten minutes of two-handed slow stroking, Sean felt he was approaching the edge. His balls pulled up tight and his head flared ready to shoot. Just as he was about to cum, Tom poked his head through the door and asked, “You ready yet?!”

Out of shock, Sean froze and grabbed the comforter just as he reached the point of no return. He pressed his ass down into the bed trying to flex and hold in the load.

“Uggggghhhh,” Sean grunted, “Dammit, Dad! I was—!” Before Sean could finish the sentence, his cock bucked and shot a dollop of cum that him in the mouth and then continued spurting all over his chest.

“Oh, sorry!” Tom said, but froze in the doorway. Out of embarrassment, Sean quit stroking and ruined another orgasm.

“Great,” Tom said. “I guess you’re gonna need more time. I am not even sure how you have so much spunk, son.”

Frustrated, Sean grabbed his balls and said, “I dunno, maybe it’s these,” shaking them at Tom. Sean’s cock was so hard it barely wiggled as he shook his engorged balls. Somehow they looked even fatter than just minutes ago in the kitchen and his head was somehow even a darker shade of purple.

“Sorry I interrupted, but you shouldn’t be embarrassed to stroke, Sean,” Tom sighed. “All guys do it. It’s not like I don’t know what you’re doing or what it feels like.”

“Yeah, but not in front of their dads!”

“I didn’t mean that. I just mean if you get caught you should just finish so you don’t get in situations like this in the future,” Tom lectured. “No point in being ashamed of doing what you clearly need to do—” Tom was nodding towards Sean’s rock-hard cock. “—especially with how big you are.”

As he spoke, Sean’s balls twitched tighter, and his cock flexed even thicker. Tom’s eyes widened at the gargantuan sight. “Good lord, Sean, are you getting harder?”

Sean jumped up from bed and his boner barely bobbed from how hard it was. Sean wrapped a hand around his massive pole and said, “Ugh, I am just getting frustrated is all. Now get out and I’ll let you know when I am ready to go.” Just as he finished his sentence, his balls pulled tighter. Tom knew that look.

“For god’s sake, just stroke it!” Tom stammered. Sean grunted and gripped the base of his head with both hands. Slowly, polishing he rubbed the underside of his head and it swelled even darker purple. He was right on the edge and just wanted to cum but the panic was holding him back. He let go and felt his cock flex so hard he fell back and had to sit down on the bed. Tom could not believe how massive Sean’s head flared. His balls pulled up so fat and tight it looked like they were part of his dick and his head was as purple as an eggplant. Seeing it in the doctor’s office was one thing, but this level of frustration had somehow made him look even more gigantic.

“Fuuuuuck…” Sean grunted and thrust his cock slowly through both his hands in one long stroke. Tom used to edge all the time before he had Sean, so he recognized the slow pleasure and held back a chuckle as Sean’s feet kicked a little at the end of the thrust when he took his hands away clearly trying to hold back. He clearly wanted—needed—to cum, but was holding back in the presence of Tom.

“Just stroke it out, bud,” Tom said reassuringly. Sean’s face had squinted up and it was clear he was holding back with all his might.

Sean gingerly cupped his balls in both hands and panted, “It’s gonna be a lot though. I can feel it. I am just worried it’s gonna be a huge mess.”

With how ridiculously hard and purple Sean’s cock was, sticking straight up from him, Tom had no doubt it would be a large amount of globby goo. “I get that feeling, bud. We can clean it up, just let it go so we can get on with the day,” Tom said, exasperated. “You clearly aren’t comfortable, especially as you are getting larger than we thought. And I know that feeling of being on the edge.”

“It looks larger?!” Sean groaned and then bit his lip as his massive balls flexed. Reluctantly he grabbed his head and gave himself a long slow single-handed stroke. When he got to the base he couldn’t help but kick his feet up again, let go, and grimace. Tom couldn’t hold back a chuckle this time and Sean shot him angry look.

“Have you never edged before? You’re just making it worse!” Tom said. “Just stroke it and let it go.” Sean gingerly wrapped a hand around his painfully swollen head and grunted. “You’re going to get to the point where it’s uncomfortable to even touch, son.”

“I am already there,” Sean grunted, gripping the base of cock.

“Just stroke through it. You’re clearly getting close,” Tom said. Sean started stroking the full length of his cock greasing it up with his ridiculous amount of precum that was now starting to look like he was slowly pissing himself. His head flared again and he quickly switched to slowly twisting his hand just around the shaft under his head which Tom knew meant he was close.

“Ah fuck I’m gonna—!” Sean groaned.

“Let it go, bud,” Tom said and Sean thrust his hips up off the bed and the underside muscle of his cock flexed hard as if trying one last time to hold it in before he started firing cum all over himself. Sean kept bucking on the bed and Tom stood speechless at the sight. Sean’s head somehow swelled larger with every shot and it seemed like he was having trouble holding on to the bucking cock. The cum just kept coming and Sean’s strokes slowed and his hand focused on massaging the base of his head slowly dripping out the last bit of cum.

Letting go, his fat cock slapped onto his stomach with thud and his head was almost square up to his hard nipples. “Okay, I’ll shower and be ready to go soon.” Sean panted.

Tom knew the usual department store wasn’t going to have what Sean needed so he decided to take him to a men’s clothing store on the gay strip of shops in town where he knew he’d find something for well-endowed men. Anxious, Sean looked around the store with distain like he was teenager again as they walked the racks. Despite already cumming multiple times that day, Sean was back in that mode of young gay boy in the department store underwear aisle: slightly aroused and uncomfortable.

“This pair looks like they have a good size pouch,” Tom said picking up a pair of briefs, “Or do you prefer boxer briefs?”

“Briefs,” Sean muttered.

“Y’all need any help?” said a leather daddy store clerk from behind, “Anything specific you’re trying to find.”

“Just looking to get some briefs for a well-endowed man,” Tom replied without thinking. Realizing it sounded odd, he quickly stammered, “For my son here,” not making things any better for Sean.

Leather daddy laughed and said to Sean, “Well then, I take it you probably don’t want his help, do you, stud?”

“Not really,” Sean said. What he meant, though, was not wanting help from anyone.

“Understandable,” Leather daddy said with a wink. “How about you try these?” Quickly, he grabbed a few pairs from the surrounding racks. “The fitting room is back there,” he said, nodding towards the back of the store. Sean grabbed the briefs and hurried to the dressing room.

The first pair of briefs was far too small in the cup just from looking at them, so Sean cast them aside and didn’t bother trying them on. The second pair was a spandex blue piece and on the hanger, it seemed to have a comically large pouch, but with the circumstances, he decided to try it on. Sure enough, Sean filled the full pouch with ease. Looking into the mirror, he was shocked at how the material was perfectly taut and full.

Sean felt a sense of relief with the support that his cock and balls weren’t rubbing against his thighs. In the mirror, it was comical. Sean’s bulge looked like he had stuffed it with a foam fake piece. Despite the ridiculous bulge, it felt comfortable and held his massive balls up. Tight, it outlined each of his massive balls and clearly notified anyone looking where his head was in the pouch despite being uncut.

“How’s it going in there, bud?” Tom said from outside, startling Sean.

“Fine!” he gulped. “I think I found a good pair.”

“Great!” Tom chimed, “we will be sure to get a couple of them!”

Sean took a deep breath, gripping the curtain before stepping out. He was still hyperaware of the way the snug briefs hugged him, how they left nothing to the imagination. But he told himself it was fine—he’d just make a quick exit, grab the extras Tom was buying, and get out of there.

As he pushed the curtain aside, stepping into the softly lit store, he froze.

Standing just a few feet away was a couple—two younger guys, maybe mid-twenties, stylishly dressed and clearly at ease in this kind of store. One had a tattoo peeking out from under his tank top, while the other, dressed in fitted jeans and a cropped sweater, was smirking as he casually flipped through a rack of jockstraps.

The smirking one was the first to notice him. His gaze flickered downward for just a split second before he raised an eyebrow. “Well, damn,” he muttered, just loud enough for Sean to hear.

Sean’s stomach clenched. He could feel the heat creeping up his neck. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to run back inside the dressing room or just drop through the floor entirely.

Tom, blissfully unaware, grinned. “Find a winner?”

Sean stiffened. “Yeah.”

Tank-top guy finally turned and took a look, his eyes widening slightly before he let out a low whistle. “That brand never fails,” he mused, grinning. “Holds everything just right, doesn’t it?”

Sean swallowed hard. He didn’t know if they were messing with him or genuinely just making conversation. Either way, he was not equipped to handle this.

The sweater guy tilted his head, his smirk growing. “Not gonna lie, you could probably get a few drinks bought for you in those.”

“Oh my god,” Sean muttered under his breath.

Tom, now finally cluing in to what was happening, looked between them and then at Sean, his expression shifting between amused and apologetic. “All right, all right,” he said, holding up a hand. “Let’s not make my son combust, yeah?”

Sean groaned. “Not helping.”

Leather Daddy, now watching from the register, let out a deep chuckle. “Kid, you’re gonna do just fine.”

Sean threw back the curtain, returned to the dressing room, and avoided looking into the mirror as he quickly changed. “I am grabbing some other colors of the same brand. Any preferences?” Tom asked from outside.

“No.” Sean stuffed his package back into his jeans and threw the winning pair onto the bench.

Tom went up to the counter while Sean changed. He asked the Leather Daddy if they had a few more pairs in other colors. “Oh sure,” Leather Daddy replied, “It’s not every day someone who can fill those out comes in. A lot of guys think they can till they hit the dressing room and emerge disappointed. Does he pump or something?”

“Pump?” Tom asked confused.

“You know, pump his dick for size…” Leather daddy said, trying to be discreet.

“Oh, no, he’s just had a late growth spurt,” Tom said, turning a bit red from adjacent embarrassment.

Leather Daddy whistled. “Well, he’s a lucky guy,” he said, wrapping up the briefs and taking Tom’s card. “He could probably clean up if he showed it off more at the clubs or, you know, online.” Tom remained silent, shocked by the thought. “I threw in a swimsuit too, on the house, no one has been able to wear it cause well, you know, couldn’t fill it out,” Leather daddy said, winking as he set the bag on the counter.

Sean returned from the dressing room and threw the winning pair into the bag. Not even waiting for Tom to finish paying, he grabbed the bag and beelined for the exit. Tom thanked the Leather Daddy and shrugged to express he was sorry for Sean’s quick exit. Handing his card over, Leather Daddy dismissed it. “It’s fine, for some it’s a blessing, some it’s a curse… If it was me, I would think it was a blessing.” They both chuckled, and Tom took his card back and made for the exit.

Tom caught up to Sean, who was waiting at the car red in the face and clutching the bag. Chuckling as he unlocked the car, Tom said, “You okay there, bud?”

Sean tossed the bag onto the seat and slid in, rubbing his hands over his face. “That was the worst.”

Tom smirked as he buckled up. “Sure, it was.”

Sean shot him a glare, but Tom just shook his head knowingly.

As they pulled out of the parking lot, Sean found himself staring out the window, his mind replaying the moment over and over. The way the guy in the sweater had looked at him—teasing, but not unkind. The way the tank-top guy had whistled, low and appreciative. It wasn’t like he had never been checked out before, but this felt… different.

And worse—no, worse—was the way it had made him feel.

Because deep down, past the embarrassment, he had liked it.

Not just being seen but being noticed.

And the store itself—yeah, it had been awkward, but there had also been something exciting about it. About being in a space where people just were themselves, unapologetically. The kind of space he never let himself linger in for too long.

Shit.

He was in trouble.

As Tom drove, oblivious to the crisis happening in Sean’s head, Sean stared at the bag in his lap.

He told himself he was never going back there. But part of him knew that was a lie.

Back at home, Sean unpacked the bag and among the 5 pairs of briefs, found the unexpected speedo. It was the same brand as the briefs and had the comically large pouch as the others except the material was a blue shiny Lycra and had a thick black stripe down the front that would clearly draw even more attention to the massive bulge. Sean held up the speedo, putting his fist into the pouch and it felt loose. He looked at the other pairs and couldn’t believe he filled them out with how excessive the material looked piled up. The blue Lycra shimmered under the bedroom light, the thick black stripe down the front practically daring him to put it on.

Quickly he threw his pants off and hesitated for only a moment before stepping into it, tugging it up over his hips.

As soon as he settled it into place, his eyes widened.

“Whoa.” He turned to the side, then to the other, his reflection confirming what he already felt—the snug material left nothing to the imagination. Unlike the briefs, the shine of the material made everything even more defined. The comically large pouch was now full; it lifted and framed everything in a way that was almost... excessive.

Sean let out a nervous chuckle, running a hand down his stomach, stopping just above the waistband. He wasn’t sure what he expected, but this? This was something else entirely. The black stripe down the front drew even more attention to the obvious bulge, making it all the more impossible to ignore.

“Jesus,” he muttered, twisting his hips slightly, watching the way the fabric stretched and gleamed under the light. Unlike the speedo he had bought for tanning, this wasn’t just snug—it was engineered for display. He ran his hands down under the bulge feeling his weight. The whole bulge was the size of a small cantaloupe, and the material held it out and away from him with tender ease. He lifted it up and let it flop there in air. Having it out before him, no longer rubbing constantly on his thighs was a relief, but really left nothing to the imagination.

For a brief second, he imagined stepping out in this at a beach or a public pool. The thought alone made his face heat up. There was no way he could wear this in public... right?

And yet, as he stared at himself, he couldn’t help but admit—he looked kind of good in it. The lycra clearly noted each of his massive balls and held everything out in front of his legs where it was impossible to hide. He slowly rubbed the massive bulge imagining the reactions he would get and then suddenly stopped. Sean blinked, still staring at his reflection. The thought crossed his mind—what it would look like if he got erect wearing just the suit in public? A shiver went down his spine. He thought to himself that he should probably only wear it at home… and alone.

Dreaming that night, Sean was at the beach. The sun was warm against Sean’s skin as he stood at the shoreline, waves lapping gently at his feet. Hesitantly he dropped his towel, and the sky stretched endlessly above him, a brilliant blue that matched the sleek Lycra of his new speedo. He glanced down at it—deep blue with a bold black stripe stretched to the max. It hugged him perfectly, accentuating every contour. A surge of confidence swelled in his chest. He looked good. He knew it.

Then, he noticed the eyes.

A group of men lounged under a nearby beach umbrella, their sunglasses tilted just enough that he could tell they were watching. Further down the shore, a jogger slowed his pace, eyes flickering over Sean before quickly looking away. A couple of guys tossing a football paused mid-throw.

His stomach flipped.

Was he turning heads, or was he just hyperaware of the massive package weighing between his thighs? Sean took a breath, squared his shoulders, and walked forward, letting the sun kiss his exposed skin. The blue lycra bulge caught the light, and his bulge bobbed with heavy force as he walked. Despite his average slim stature, he felt powerful, like he belonged here, like he was finally owning his confidence. But then a gust of wind splashed water against his thighs, and suddenly, the fabric felt too thin and exposing. He felt his balls tighten and swell pressing the fabric thinner.

He hesitated. A laugh from the umbrella group drifted toward him, and though he couldn’t be sure it was about him, heat rushed to his face and crotch. His confidence wavered.

Then, just as quickly, another thought struck him—why should he care? Most guys wished they looked they were smuggling half the package he was struggling to hide. He’d seen plenty of guys in revealing swimwear, striding along the shore without a second thought about their average bulges on display. If they could do it and not care, why shouldn’t he?

The tide rolled in, cool and steady against his ankles. He let the sensation ground him. Water splashed up on his stomach and he rubbed it on his growing bulge. Dripping down his package, the drops of water ran down the tight fabric defining everything the lycra was trying to hide. With a deep breath, Sean kept walking. Eyes on him or not, he wasn’t going to let the fact that his monster bulge was fully out on display keep him from enjoying the beach. Confidently, he used both hands to adjust his weighty pouch up and out for all to see.

And just as he embraced his bulge, a wave crashed into him, knocking him off balance. The dream shifted, blurred at the edges—was he falling, floating? The world around him faded, replaced by the distant sound of his alarm pulling him back to reality.

He woke up with a start on his stomach, tangled in his sheets, heart pounding. His massive cock was chubbed up from the dream and pinned back between his legs. He glanced over his shoulder at the mirror and the scene was almost comical. His cock looked like a smaller third leg splayed out on the bed pressed down between his thighs. Poking out of his foreskin, his head glinted in a massive pool of precum.

Horned up from the dream, but still sluggish from sleep, Sean thrust into the bed feeling the slickness of his head slide on the sheets. Thinking of the guys back at the store and the imagined guys on the beach staring at his massive bulge he groaned and humped steadily faster. Looking back over his shoulder at his cock forced down against the bed and drooling as rubbed the puddle, Sean paused. His head looked so much more swollen and purple than normal. It could have been a lubed-up number 4 billiard ball hiding in foreskin. His balls were like two oranges now and he had to spread his legs wide to hump without crushing them. Thinking about how vulnerable and visible it would be in his new suit at the beach set him off. There would be absolutely no hiding, or hell, even containing that monster. With a strong thrust into the bed his foreskin pushed back, and he shot a hot load all over the sheets.

That speedo was going to be a problem.

Or maybe it wasn’t.

Later that week, Sean decided to get the courage to wear the surprise suit out to the pool while his dad was at work. The mid-morning sun cast a golden sheen over the backyard, shimmering off the still surface of the pool. A faint breeze rustled the trees, and the scent of chlorine lingered in the warm air. Sean stood at the edge of the water, his heart thudding with excitement.

He knew he shouldn’t be nervous—with his dad at work and the house empty, it was the perfect moment to take the plunge.

Sean adjusted his bulge and it glinted in the light just like his dream. He smiled to himself and dove in the water. The coolness wrapped around him, washing away any lingering doubts. He surfaced, slicking his hair back, grinning to himself. It felt good. Free, even. He made his way to the steps to climb out for another dive then heard the sliding glass door opening.

Sean froze. His stomach twisted as he turned to see two figures stepping onto the patio—his dad and his uncle Jake, their weekend visitor and companion for this year’s summer camping trip. He completely forgot his uncle he hadn’t seen in years was flying in a day early otherwise he would have waited another week for the suit’s maiden voyage. The moment hung thick in the air, and Sean felt the heat rise to his face, hotter than the sun beating down on his shoulders. All the confidence from his dream had disappeared.

Tom’s jaw slackened slightly as he took in the sight of his son, standing there like a deer in the headlights with what could only be described as the most ridiculous bulge he’d ever seen. Having looked up pumping and realized the brand they’d bought was made specifically for cock pumpers, the Leather Daddy’s question finally made sense.

“Looking good, champ,” Uncle Jake said with a smirk, folding his arms. “Had I known you’d gotten more confident, I’d have packed my speedo too” he said with a laugh. Uncle Jake had always been playful and teasing toward Sean since he was a kid. Always roughhousing with his favorite, and only, nephew. Sean was immediately worried he would be the same wild uncle of his youth for the whole weekend.

Sean retreated into the water and the men put their towels and cooler down. They stripped off their shirts and joined Sean in the pool. While well beyond their college days, both brothers remained toned silver foxes at the same height as Sean and with some of the same brown hair as him disappearing into the gray.

“Looks like you’ve grown up a lot,” Jake said smirking and nodding down.

“I guess,” Sean groaned.

“Could you grab me a beer bud?”, Uncle Jake asked. Turning to get out of the pool, Jake rushed Sean and wrestled the speedo off him on the steps. “Old man can still get ya!” Jake laughed, proudly waving the speedo in the air.

Standing naked now on the steps and utterly embarrassed, Sean quickly grabbed his head and pulled it to his chest to find some modesty. His fat balls, dripping still from the water flexed in the breeze and he felt the exposed base of his cock swell in its freedom. Jake’s eyes widened at the sight.

“Damn, bud! You weren’t already excited,” Jake exclaimed. “How big does that monster get?!”

“14 inches” Tom blurted out without thinking. Sean shot him an angry look and pressed the head of his cock harder into his stomach.

Jake blinked in disbelief. Snapping out of shock he laughed. “Well, no point trying to cover that up, dude. I mean I’d already seen it, but damn you’ve really grown.”

“You think so?” Sean grimaced sarcastically.

“Last time you were here he was a kid. You missed a lot now that he’s a college boy.” Tom said as Sean grabbed a beer from the cooler with his free hand and returned to the pool.

“Damn, you’re as thick as the can!” Jake said. Sean looked down and comically held the can next to the exposed part of his shaft trying to play along despite his discomfort. Both men laughed at Sean’s expense.

“No need to be embarrassed bud, we’re all men here, personally I prefer skinny dipping,” he said slipping off his trunks and throwing them with Sean’s speedo on the side of the pool. Sean shot Tom a look and wanting to ease the tension, Tom smirked and followed suit casting his trunks on the pile. “There,” Jake said, “we can all just hang out.” Tom chuckled awkwardly at the pun and looked for Sean’s reaction.

Reluctantly Sean let go of his head and his now slight chub fell out before him. Jake whistled slowly, “Damn, some of us are clearly more of a man here than others.” Sean hurried back into the water and thrust the beer to Jake. Not realizing it, his entire package was floating in the water perfectly visible. Jake tipped his beer towards it and chuckled, “Looks like there’s a python in the pool.” Sean’s face flushed red, and he quickly lowered himself into the water.

“Oh, shut up, Jake, he’s clearly embarrassed,” Tom said.

“I don’t know why, guys a stallion,” Jake quipped. He grabbed his cock and helicoptered it around in the water. “I am only average, and I am not afraid to show mine off. That big? I’d go pants less every place it was acceptable.”

“That’s because you have no shame,” Tom retorted.

“Hey now, I do…” Jake stopped swinging his dick and took a sip of his beer. “I just don’t care what people think. Not a prude like you. Have you ever seen your dad nude before this, Sean?”

“Once, recently. Morning wood,” Sean said bluntly, recalling last weekend.

Jake paused from surprise at the answer and looked sideways at Tom. Jokingly he said, “Not impressive, was it?” Jake and Sean laughed at Tom’s expense.

“Oh, for the love of god! Can we stop talking about dicks?” Tom groaned.

“Kinda hard to when there’s an elephant in the room… or I mean, pool” Jake quipped splashing water at Sean. All the cock talk had gotten Sean rather chubbed up under the water and he was carefully avoiding touching it let alone letting it poke above the surface.

“I think I need another beer already,” Jake said, shaking the can at Sean. Sean bit his lip and flashed concern.

“Ah” Jake said knowing what Sean was saying with his expression. “You know there’s no shame here dude, everyone gets excited. Stallions never care what sheep think,” Jake said with a wink. Sean felt down around his balls to assess just how much excitement he was showing.

Feeling a forced surge of confidence, Sean made for the steps and stride out of the pool. Sporting a 12-inch semi, his cock bobbed back and forth as he walked over to the cooler. Returning with the beer, and letting his meat be on full display in the sun, Jake’s face went pale. Sean tossed him the beer and Jake caught it without a word. Feeling cocky, Sean winked and flexed his cock making it bounce a few times before turning and walking back into the house.

“That’s not even full mast,” Tom said to Jake as Sean made for the door.

Jake snapped out of his shock and said, “Sheesh, lucky guy. He could pay his way through college being a stripper or doing porn.”

“He’s too embarrassed for that,” Tom said.

“Well, with how easily excitable he is, you never know… and hell, he might be too big” Sean heard Jake say as he shut the backdoor and hurried off to his room hoping when pool time was over the whole conversation would be over for the rest of the weekend at camp.

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