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http://www.incesttabooo.com/growup.html
Growing Up Big
Part 1
I started writing this about a year ago. I was bugged about my life
and
being different from other guys. I was surfing the internet and found
two
posts that helped me feel good about myself. One was short, called "An
Acquaintance" and the other was "Life With a Huge Cock." I traded
e-mail for
a while with both the posters, but they were both older guys and tour
letters
just kinda faded away. My teachers all say I am a great writer. I'm
not
sure about that, but I do love to write. I decided I could tell my
story
too, because there must be other guys out there feeling the way I do.
Chapter 1
When I was a little kid I didn't know I was different than anybody
else.
I didn't know about sex and didnt really care. Some days I think it
would
be nice to be that way again.
I started learning about sex when I was 9 1/2. I was in fourth
grade. My
brother Dan was 16 and a sophmore. We shared a bedroom from as long as
I
could remember until he went to college. One night I was coming out of
the
bathroom from a shower. When I went to close the door my towel
dropped. Dan
was at his desk studying. He looked up. Suddenly he said, "Woah,
Dave, come
here a minute."
"Just a minute, let me get my pj's,"
"NO, right now!" he yelled.
As I walked over he went and sat on his bed. When I got there he
took the
ends of my towel and pulled them open to the sides so I was facing him.
He
looked down, smiled, and said "Just as I thought, you are getting big."
"Come on, I'm tiny compared to you," I said. I felt really
embarrassed.
I had never seen any of my friends naked. Although I had never seen
my
brother jack off and didnt even know what it really was at the time, I
had
seen him naked a lot. A lot of times in the morning I had seen him
really
hard. He was huge.
My brother had hair on his dick for as long as I could remember, and
to me
he seemed at least ten times bigger than I was. I had asked him almost
a
year before in third grade why he was so big and had hair and I didn't.
He
told me not to worry, that it would happen to me about when I got to
middle
school.
"I think its time you learned what that thing is really for." As he
said
this, Dan reached down with one hand and cupped my balls with his
fingers so
my dick was resting out on his wrist. I remember how it felt tingly.
I
looked down and my dick was starting to get hard and slide out to his
wrist.
Danny took his other hand and licked his fingers. Then he started
rubbing
my dick between his thumb and finger. It got even harder, and my
muscles
were getting hard all over. I remember blurting out "Stop, Ive got to
piss."
Danny just laughed and said "No, just wait, it just feels like you
gotta
piss." All of a sudden I felt this surge inside. My ass muscles and
my
stomach muscles both jerked into knots. I saw my dick jerk up. I
closed my
eyes and this wave came over me and then I just started to relax all
over,
totally out of breath. I was panting. I can close my eyes and
remember this
like it was yesterday.
Danny smiled up at me. "Thats what we call jacking-off. Adults
call it
masterbation. You didn't shoot anything yet, but soon you will."
"What do you mean shoot? " I asked.
"Its what sex is all about. Cum shoots out of your dick. Its thick
and
its white. There is sperm in the cum which makes babies."
"Do you cum?" I asked my brother.
"Oh, yeah, every guy does when he's old enough," he answered.
"Let me see," I asked. My brother looked funny and didn't say
anything
for what seemed like a couple of minutes. Then he kinda shrugged.
"Well, OK," my brother answered, "but you can't tell mom or even any
of
your friends that we do this."
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because people think its queer when two guys do it," my brother
replied.
"Wait until your friends ask you first. See what they know. See what
they
show you. Then you can decide how much to tell them or show them." I
thought this was cool. My brother wasnt ever mean to me or anything,
but
until then he hadn't paid a lot of attention to me. Now we had a
secret to
share between us.
My brother unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down. He had tight
shorts
and they were bulgy in the front. When he pulled his shorts down his
dick
kinda popped out. It was as big as I had ever seen it. It looked ten
times
longer and fatter than mine. I tried to do exactly what he did. I
reached
under to cup his balls in my hand and squeeze them like he did to me.
His
balls were big and filled my hand. His dick slid halfway up my arm.
"With a big cock you need your whole hand," my brother said, "Spit
in your
other hand and then grab on like youre riding a bike." I did what my
brother
asked, grabbed his dick, and started sliding up and down. Each time I
could
feel his dick getting harder underneath. Finally it felt like steel
under
the sliding skin. My brother was groaning and breathing real fast and
jerky.
I could see his muscles were all tense.
Through gritted teeth he kind of spit out "Now squeeze tighter and
start
going a lot faster." I could feel with my one hand that my brothers
balls
were squeezing up to his dick. I felt him jerk and white stuff shot
out his
dick and splattered on my chest. By reflex I let go of my brother's
dick.
He grabbed it himself and kept pumping. Four different globs shot out
and
splattered on me. I remember thinking it was like wet gooy silly
string.
My brother looked at me. His face was red and he was sweating all
over.
He smiled and said, "Thats how to cum. Adults call it orgasm or
climax.
Lets both take a shower and hit the rack, Sport."
That was the first of what became an almost daily ritual. My
brother and
I went to the shower and rubbed each other all over as we washed. We
didn't
ever play much in the shower, just rub. I remember how big and hard
all his
muscles were compared to mine and set my goal to be just like him some
day.
When the shower was over we dried each other off. I put on my pjs,
crawled
into bed, and fell right to sleep.
Chapter 2
After that first time Dan and I continued jacking each other off
almost
every night for most of a year. I would take a shower, say good night
to my
parents, then crawl into bed and try to stay awake until Dan had
finished his
homework. After he had said good night and we knew our parents wouldnt
be
knocking on the door, we would have our fun, always ending with a
shower
together. With two showers most nights I was really clean then. About
the
fourth or fifth night we were together Dan started inventing rules. He
told
me when it felt like I was going to cum, I should squeeze his
shoulders.
When I did that the first time, he stopped stroking my dick. I
reached down
and started to stroke it myself, but he grabbed my hand away. "No," he
said,
"from now on, you are going to learn control from the very beginning."
"What do you mean," I asked.
"Every time you think you are going to climax, if it is you or me
jacking,
you stop and walk around until you have control again. We are going to
see
how long you last." Even taking breaks every minute or so, the best I
could
do then was five minutes. Dan could usually last for a half an hour.
It
hurt to stop in the middle. It was almost like teasing. I asked why
we had
to do it that way. "Because girls take longer to get off and have an
orgasm," my brother said, "They like it when a guy can last longer.
What I
learned about the hard way you are going to know on your first date."
One night shortly after the first one we measured ourselves during
these
"breaks." Dan had a tape measure in his desk and when I squeezed him
and
said I'd had enough, he went and got it. I was 4 1/2" long and about
3"
around. When it was Dan's turn I measured him at 7 1/4" long and 5
1/2"
around. I was really upset and said "Its no fair, Im not even half as
big as
you are."
Dan laughed. "Youre probably twice as long and twice as thick as I
was at
your age. Just wait a couple of years."
I don't remember all the details in between. Just that I know now
that
Dan was teaching me everything he knew about pleasing another person -
boy or
girl. Some nights he would massage my chest with his hands and suck on
my
nipples. He told me girls were the same way, only their breasts were
bigger,
softer, but the nipples could get hard as rock. We rarely got together
on
Friday or Saturday nights, and sometimes one or two nights during the
week.
My brother was going out on dates most times, and I would often sleep
-over
with my two best friends.
Some time during fifth grade I had a sexual growth spurt. We hadn't
measured for a while in the summer, but after school started one night
I was
6 1/2" long and 4" around. I didnt have hair yet, but I had begun to
shoot
thin wattery cum that August. That was in 1989 - the time of TIGHT
blue
jeans. With most of my pants, as I grew the outline of my cock and
balls
showed as a pretty clear bulge.
Our school had class camping for fifth graders for a week and I
bunked in
a cabin with my best friends Mark and Billy. Mark was the best athlete
in
school, a natural, and at the time a lot stronger than me. He was a
bit of a
show-off in everything and the best joke maker in our class. When Mark
came
back from the shower he was standing in the middle of our cabin with
his
towel. Billy and I were on our beds. Mark dropped his towel and said
"Hey,
look at my boner." Both Billy and I looked up. Mark really looked
good,
because he really had a great body. His muscles were already more
defined
than mine. It was the first time I had seen anybody my own age naked.
His
dick looked about 2 1/2 - 3" long and maybe 1/2" thick. His balls were
really small and tight up to the bottom of his dick.
Mark started posing like a bodybuilder and smiling. "Try to match
this,
you two." Billy shrugged and said no way, but Mark wouldn't stop.
"Come on,
you guys, nobody else is around. See if you can get a hard on too. Or
are
you afraid or something?" I pulled my shirt off and got up with him.
I
wasnt as well built as Mark, but Ive always had a big chest and arms.
I
expanded my chest as much as I could and stood next to Mark. "OK, so
your
chest is bigger. Can you get a hard on?" I just smiled and looked
over at
Billy.
Billy had taken off all his clothes. His dick was sticking straight
out
and looked just like Mark's. On Billy's smaller body his dick looked
bigger,
but when he stood next to Mark they were almost exactly the same.
Billy saw
that and said "Look, I'm as big as you are, Mark."
"Oh, yeah, well we haven't seen from Mr Chest here. Whats the
matter
David?" I remembered what my brother had told me almost a whole year
earlier
about letting my friends start first. I looked from one to the other.
They
were both watching me, laughing and pointing. Mark said "Look, Billy,
he's
bulging just thinking about it." That one finally got me because I was
purposely staying soft. It was my normal tight blue jean bulge. So I
started to unbutton my jeans and slide them down. Billy was getting
soft,
but Mark had grabbed his dick and was squeezing it with one hand.
I climbed out of my jeans and stood in my shorts. I looked up and
asked
"Are you sure you want me to do this?" They both grinned, nodded, and
said
yeah, so I slid my shorts down and stood there. Hanging there soft I
was
easily 3" long and at least 3/4 " across. My balls hung down just
about as
far as the head of my dick. Mark dropped his hands to his sides. His
eyes
were huge just staring at me. Billy just bellowed "Jesus Christ David,
you
are as big as the two of us put together." Mark continued to just
stare.
Finally he looked up at me.
"Can it make a boner?" he asked with a shakey voice.
"Sure," I said, "lets all jack off and you can see it." Mark just
continued to stare at my dick and didn't move. Finally he looked up at
me
again.
"Can I touch it?"
"Soft or hard?" I asked back.
"Both." I nodded yes and grabbed Mark's hand. I pulled it down and
let
it rest on top of my dick. Mark squeezed a bit and kinda lifted it up
and
bounced it feeling how heavy it all was. Billy was watching all this
and had
gotten hard again. But he just stood there, so I took one hand and
cupped
his dick and balls just like Dan had done for me. Then I took my thumb
and
finger and gently started stroking him. I told him that he and Mark
could
both jack off that way with their fingers. I started to stroke mine
slowly
so that it would take a few minutes before I got fully hard.
Billy only lasted about two minutes. He started to jerk and moan
and let
go of his dick, saying "I gotta piss." I grabbed his dick and told him
to
stand still. After five or six strokes his muscles all tensed, he
moaned,
and I knew he had his first orgasm. He didn't have any cum, and sat
flat
down on the floor muttering "holy shit."
Mark had stopped to watch what I had done with Billy. Now he was
stroking
his dick again and looking over at me. "When those funny feelings
start in
my stomach do I just keep going? Ive always stopped there before."
"Yeah," I answered. "Just go all the way." In about two or three
more
minutes Mark also had his first orgasm. He was dry too.
"God, that was great," Mark said, "Ive never felt anything like it."
"Oh, it gets better," I said. "Just watch and see." I started
stroking
harder and began to bring myself up to full size. I was really turned
on
watching my two best friends. I wish Id had a ruler because I bet that
was
the first time I reached 7 inches.
Mark and Billy were glued to watching me. Billy asked "How long can
you
do that for?"
"Oh, probably a half an hour more at least. But I won't tonight.
I'll
cum in just a couple of minutes."
"Remember you said I could feel it hard," Mark said. I stroked a
couple
more times, stopped, and pointed down. I was sticking out just above
straight with the ground.
"Go ahead," I said. Mark reached over and put two fingers on my
head and
pushed gently. "Grab it and squeeze," I said, "Grab it like a bike
handle
and squeeze hard." Mark grabbed and squeezed. He started to squeeze
harder
and I realized this was going to be another test of strength. Even
though it
started to hurt a bit I wasn't going to let him win this one. "Use
both
hands," I dared him. Mark grabbed with both hands but didnt squeeze
any
more. Instead he slowly stroked me moving the skin up and down my
dick.
"Its like a steel bar inside," he said, "do you want to feel it,
Billy?"
Billy followed Mark's lead and jacked me with both hands. Finally I
pushed
them both away and began to stroke faster.
"Back off so you don't get sprayed," I said. With three more
strokes I
jerked and started to cum. I shot three good spurts into the air.
They fell
on the floor about three feet away. "Thats what you both will be able
to do
when you get a little bigger. Now lets go to bed." Niether Billy nor
Mark
said anything more about it either that night or the next day.
I don't know if Billy or Mark ever told anybody else. They both say
they
didn't. It may just have been me getting bigger and outgrowing my
clothes,
but the very next afternoon when I was climbing a tree some kid from
another
class pointed up to me and said to his friends, "Look at that kid with
the
lump between his legs." The other guys did look and laughed and
giggled.
When we got home from camp I was still upset. I told my mom that
none of
my jeans fit any more. Even my favorite pair that I had just got as a
present. I asked her to take me to the mall and I wanted to buy new
clothes.
She must have known I was upset about something, because she said she
would
pay halves. I bought all baggy pleated pants. They were in style, but
up to
then I always wore jeans. My brother had been wearing boxer shorts all
year,
so I decided to buy a bunch of those too. No more bulging jockeys.
Fifth grade went pretty good after that. I had a girlfriend and we
kissed
a lot, but I didn't put the sex part with the girlfriend part yet.
Mark,
Billy and I had sleep-overs at one house or another every couple of
weeks.
We fooled around and circle-jerked most times, but I noticed after a
while
that Mark never made his challenges to me any more. He was still a
show-off,
he still challenged everybody else, but never me - even in things like
leg
wrestling that he could win easily. Two or three onter kids came in
and out
of our group that year. Each one was in at least one of our sleep-over
play
times, but none of them stayed with us.
My brother and I still played with each other, but it was getting
less and
less times per week. We had graduated to sucking each other off and
sometimes 69, but mostly it was one of us at a time making love to the
other
one. After the first guy climaxed then it was the other one's turn.
My
brother had the same steady girl for almost six months, and I didn't
think he
wanted me as much as he used to.
School taught us sex ed in May. The teacher was my regular science
teacher who was normally pretty cool and much less uptight about the
class
and questions than my homeroom teacher or my parents. When kids kept
pushing
the questions more toward dirty, he didn't blush and always answered.
He
gave us the street names for all the parts and then the scientific
names.
Most of what he taught us was exactly what my brother had told me and
what I
had told my friends. My status went up again until the day Mark
decided to
disrupt class again. With about two minutes left one day he went up to
Mr.
T-----.
"Is it true that the more you jerk off the bigger your penus will
get?" he
asked.
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