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http://www.incesttabooo.com/growin201.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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