Their cocks will be so deep inside you that they might touch each other in the middle.
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Happy belated birthday to Octoboy! As a gift, I wrote a story based on this excellent pic of his showing off a casual hyper endowed society. Enjoy!
Premise:Sydney’s off on his morning jog, expecting not a whole lot to come up during his workout. Indeed, things prove pretty typical, casually orgasming gallons out of his absolutely gigantic cock only a few times on the way.
The bright mid-morning May sun bore down on Sydney’s body as he left his apartment complex. It was humid, making everything feel substantially hotter than the thermometer read and already swelling Sydney’s pores to life. Darn. He’d really hoped it’d be a little cooler today; maybe then he wouldn’t get so sweaty. Ah, but no, today was just like any other day, with a morning exercise just like countless before. It seemed today would be just as boring and typical as any of his other runs.
Those big blue headphones of his rose to his ears and locked over his blonde hair as easily as they did yesterday. His fingers, clad in fluid-resistant workout gloves, reached for the smartband on his arm to let blair his usual peppy playlist. His sneakers kicked off his jog with all the strength he’d built up in his powerful thighs from his monotonous task, the worn soles making the same squeak they always did against the pavement…
And just as predictably, his knees started to collide with those colossal, gurgling, basketball-sized nuts of his as he began his run. His naked ballsack was sent bouncing violently in a wild jiggle, made only worse by Sydney’s locomotion bouncing and sloshing his massive boulders up and down. His monumental cock, a monolithic 4 foot-long python of dick as thick as his very waist, started bobbing off sync with the boy’s pace, twirling about like a conductor’s baton to guide this obscene display of freakishly giant crotch. Though it rarely had less than a semi-hard chub thanks to the sheer volume of blood pulsing through it, air resistance and the impact against his gonads was stirring that skyscraper of dick to legitimate arousal. Huge globs of clear, sticky pre were already jetting out of his tip and down onto the ground just a few steps into his brisk run.
Of course, something as uneventful as spraying heaps of pseudo-semen all over the sidewalk was of little concern to Sydney. He took as much note of his body deluging pints of salty liquid onto his surroundings as he did the buds of sweat on his arms. Nor did he register any of the puddles of semen he was already stepping on from the other pedestrians, the people he was running by being rained on by his body fluids, or any of the strangers spraying spunk across his own body as they went about their day. All of them were as typically normal and plaguingly boring as Sydney, without much to note of their clothes or their expressions or their perpetually leaking, furiously erect, powerfully aromatic, colossal hyper cocks.
It was another typical day in Sydney’s world, and all just a tad boring. Sydney was more than happy with his life, living comfortably with stable income and a healthy relationship, but he really did need to find something to do to spice up his life a bit. There had to be a bit more to do than just his typical running through the street without any pants on.
Those doldrum feelings only got stronger as Sydney followed his same route through the city, as his playlist changed to the third song at the same corner, as his megacock unloaded over a pint of opaque cock fluid across the naked bottom of some uncaring pedestrian in front of the same coffee shop. The semen soaked path had such little variance, Sydney almost wondered if he was having another nocturnal emission and his brain was just playing back this route on replay. No, that couldn’t be. If he was asleep, he would be leaking pre far faster just from the odor of his boyfriend’s balls.
A change to his routine did finally surface, but it was far from a welcomed one. Sydney’s sense of thirst took hold and he paused to withdraw his water bottle to sate it. His body froze and his anus spread wide into a gaping abyss, a hole thoroughly ruined by so many nights enjoying the touch of countless men. Yet, even as a pleasure center, it doubled as a pocket for a boy like him packing a missile so massive pants were never an option. His hands gripped a string and a pink object like a large singular anal bead was yanked out of his anus. Sydney popped the sanitary cap off the top, then the drinking cap. It was a water bottle, and an empty one at that.
Darn. He was always so set in his morning patterns, this little lapse was a tad surprising. The fountain at the park would have to do instead. The device went back to its state as a sex toy, then slipped back inside Syndey’s cavernous bottom. The sliding mass pressing against his huge prostate caused his dick to surge to even fuller life, drooling thick pre like a beast, dropping pattering splatters of fluid like a leaking shower head. Orgasm proper was close, and grew only more near as that shifting plastic up his bottom and his slamming knees on his sack continued on.
The park was just a jaunt across the street now. Finally some scenic viewing to accompany his run. There was just the matter of the crosswalk to get across to his trotting grounds. He kept up a stationary run as he waited, cock bobbing up and down, coating the edge of the sidewalk in goop. His balls ached as they stayed flushed full, ready to burst right there in the street. He was visibly near climax now, face far redder than anything exercise ought to cause. Neither of the other patrons by him at the crosswalk seemed to care. The boy to his left was far too busy milking his colossal milk tankards. The one on his right was too busy chatting on his phone to even care about the stranger giving him an impromptu blowjob, let alone whatever was happening in Sydney’s world.
Something was stirring within Sydney though. Something he couldn’t control was about to unleash itself. He couldn’t hold back! He just had to…
“Achoo!” Sydney blurted. Sun sneezes. The contrast between that shaded roadway and the intersection’s open sunlight had gotten to him again, as per usual.
“Achoo!” Another sneeze.
Sydney’s head reared back for the third. “Ahh… Aa.. Aaa-aaa-aaaA~!”
Just those sudden twitches of his body were enough to offset the balance of that turbulent flow raging in Sydney’s balls! That third fling of his head was totally quashed out by his whole body shivering and twitching as the unstoppable wrath of his hyper cocked orgasm demanded to wring out. He was going to nut as hard as he could, right there on the street!
“Hoo… Hrrfff…” Sydney grunted as his muscles contracted and stretched, shooting off unparalleled quantities of spunk! His urethra gaped wider than his mouth as a burst of thick, viscous cum shot like a house out of his length! Out his firepower shot right into the street, into the path of whizzing traffic! That first burst, that inaugural rope at least a gallon in volume, that rope of seemingly unending white coiling out of Syney’s blasting geyser, shot against some unknown driver’s car as if the crossing were a carwash. The impact sent cum splattering right back on him and the rest of the pedestrians!
Soon the sidewalk was steeped in semen, pouring, rushing towards the city’s many cum storm drains. There would be no trudging through ankle deep cum today, not until the holidays brought about enough cock in the street to clog the drains. Bursting absurd amounts of liquids every which way was a constant affair in this city. Even the car Sydney had haymakered with manhood had it all roll off effortlessly thanks to its specialized anti-stick coatings.
Sydney closed his eyes and savored his orgasm. It was… good. Not above average like the load he’d blown with his boyfriend in bed and not unwelcomed like the cumshot he’d punctured the elevator ceiling with this morning. It was just another blasting of cum around the same time he’d normally do it. It was enjoyable just as his run was enjoyable, but it was all still so… typical. Sydney really couldn’t escape that word today. The droning uneventfulness of nutting over cars like he was a human carwash was starting to get to him a tad longing.
The crosswalk symbol changed from a red light of a person blowing a load to a green fellow awkwardly shifting around with a third leg. The street was safe to pass. Sydney jogged ahead and briskly waded his sneakers through a mixture stream of his and anyone’s guess of cum, trotting along to the park. The impact of his testicals smashing against his knees as he paced across the street was already causing his empty ball sack to go taut once more with fluid.
Steadily he paced along the way into the scenic realms of transplanted nature of the community park. The noise of urban living melted away and the serene silence of nature took hold instead. It was a nice refresher on Sydney’s soul. It was so nice, Sydney could hear his heartbeat as it rushed to power both his lithe running physique and a several dozen pound cannon of a baby maker.
With peace, Sydney’s mind started to wander. Life had been awfully boring lately. It wasn’t anything dreadful, but perhaps a small shake up would be welcomed. He hadn’t been on vacation with his boyfriend in a long while… Perhaps that was the answer! His partner really did want to go to the ocean for their two year anniversary a while back, but things were too busy and too poorly funded back then to make the trip. Maybe now they could do that? He really would love feeling a cool sea breeze against his cock, and would adore sitting with his boyfriend with their gigaton balls touching as the sun sank below the horizon. Hmm… this did sound like a lot of fun. Perhaps Sydney would bring it up when they nuzzled cocks after his lover got back from work.
Yet, any vacations were still a long way away. Typical everyday monotony would have to be the norm for now. Sydney sighed longingly at his future plans as he snapped back to reality. The water fountain was ahead. Time for a quick refresher, and a bit of a break.
Sydney’s right hand darted for the base of his shaft while his left pulled his tanktop up as far as it’d go. He pressed his cock close to his body with his first hand as the other dragged his black tank top over his tip. Back down the garment went, pressing Sydney’s cock firmly against his chest, the thickest part of his monster veering slightly to the side of his head. There wasn’t enough room up against the wall of the shred where the water fountain sat for Sydney’s cock to actually physically fit anywhere, so heaving it up into his own clothes was his best option.
A click of a button and down his face went to rehydrate on fresh cold water. Every sip was a welcomed gulp, and the water that missed his mouth and instead splashed on his throbbing cock was a nice way to keep cool. It was a refreshing break, and one that he soon decided deserved an extra little pause against the park’s old wall to kick back a tad more.
Sydney’s naked ass and head-sized nuts pressed against the concrete structure. He was off into a slouch, staring at his massive timber log of a cock as it pulsated in the air. He had to admit, the natural bounce of his dick against his shirt didn’t feel entirely unlike his hands gliding across the beast when he masturbated. His giant length’s perpetual casual drool of clear fluids had sped up and thickened up.
Other passerbys had the same idea as Sydney. It was a bit too hot this morning not to stay put for a bit and let the sweat dry off… Or well, at least that’s what he thought that pink haired dude in a black shirt and collar was doing. Once he opened his mouth, the stranger’s intentions became a little more clear.
“Hey dude!” He greeted Sydney. “This is uhh, maybe a little sudden, but you’re pretty cute when you’re so transfixed looking at your own cock head. Are you um… single?”
Sydney smiled just a tad. “Uh, sorry dude, no. I’ve got a boyfriend.”
“Ah, darn, lucky” He winced.
A romantic relationship was off the table, but that didn’t mean the two of them still couldn’t engage in perfectly normal casual conversation. So, as one does, the pink haired stranger kept up the discussion by pressing his outrageously huge sack and his stout, incredibly thick cock against Sydney’s mighty shaft and balls and continued their discourse. Having a sudden conversation with a random guy off the street was stressful enough. Touching balls and frotting cocks together was the least that could be done to make the situation more pleasant.
“I’ve seen you running through here a couple times now. Just maybe catch me if you and your BF decide maybe a polycule’s what you’re after.” The pink haired boy continued.
“I don’t think that’s what he’s after, but I’ll letcha know if that changes.” Sydney remarked, throwing his head back to savor the delicious rub of that other colossal dick against his throbbing cock.
The pink haired boy changed the subject a tad. “You’ve got a massive one dude. I’m actually jealous. Might be able to contend in a few weeks though; I’m scheduled for some CTF treatment soon.”
“CTF treatment?” Sydney asked.
“Yeah, it’s this cool procedure they can do where like… Well, if you like having a big cock, you’ll have a huge one after that.” The acquaintance explained poorly.
Just this amount of attention was really starting to get Sydney going. He could feel his balls whirling and working as hard as they could to prep the next cannonade to burst out of his tip. Hell, he could outright hear it! The stranger could too, as a little gasp escaped his lips and a dollop of cum left his length at the loud churning of Sydney’s balls.
“Holy fuck dude, that’s so hot.” He remarked.
Sydney raised an eyebrow. C’mon now. He’d felt so many other men’s nuts kick into gear and he wasn’t a particularly loud one out of the lot. Maybe this guy didn’t get out often. Good for him on starting a run routine, at least.
Sydney leaned into their conversation a tad more. He swiveled his hips in circles, rubbing down the opposing phallus with a swirling, kneading touch. The other man moaned in delight at the contact. Sydney was a little embarrassed. Seriously dude? This flustered this easily? The people you meet on the street…
“Thanks for the compliment though, dude. Always good to know I still get people flustered.” He remarked.
The stranger didn’t respond. He was lost in his own little world, breath sharp as he lusted after that contact.
“…Dude?” A concerned Sydney prodded.
The stranger suddenly started to groan! “Ooooh sorry dude, I think I’m busting premature-rrRRR…”
SPLTTT~! With just that hint of warning, the pink-haired boy started to blow all over Sydney’s cock! That first shot launched with the force of a punch, doubtlessly powered by all the muscle packed into that sturdy hyper cock of this stranger! It barrelled right into the fattest bit of Sydney’s cock, that bulging underside where his bulging urethra made up most of the mass. The impact hurled at him with enough force, it was like he’d been spanked on his dick!
It… it was too much! Sydney was gonna blow too!
“FrnNNNN!” Labored grunting blared out Sydney’s mouth as his whole body contracted and flexed to shoot out the piping hot gallons he’d built up in his balls! His back arched, his legs bent, his head flicked back as every ounce of energy he had to unleash his orgasm! Then, finally…
“G-GGGAAAAH!” Sydney yelped as his artillery fired with force! A sticky, viscous rope of pasty white over a meter long shot out of his massively gaping cock hole and into the air! It cleanly shot over the friendly stranger, right onto the shed he’d just been drinking at!
It sounded like a brutal rainfall as it smacked against the park shed and dribbled onto the pavement below, compounded by that first blast of nut being followed up by a stream just as thick as that first blast pounding away all with the same force. Sydney couldn’t even look at the havoc his cock was causing; his eyes were too busy rolled into the back of his skull as the pleasure of his hyper climax devoted every fiber of his being towards shooting as much cum as possible. His mouth hung agape in an oval, letting out a muffled heave of bliss.
This was… Wow, this was a slightly above average climax! What a minor delight!
Spunk started crashing against Sydney’s O-face as the output from this new acquaintance started training off. No longer was his load shooting cleanly past his random frotting partner. Now it was just caking Sydney’s face in the thick aroma of hyper spunk. That drug-like hit of cum got his still erupting cock blasting away with a second wind, twitching and pulsing and…
RIP! Sydney’s cock cleaved right through his shirt! The poor stranger was knocked down onto the grass below as Sydney’s cumshot kept all its momentum past even the 30 second mark. The pink-haired boy’s own length kept spurting away as its owner fell to the floor, growing even a little stronger as the scent of Sydney’s sweaty nuts stained the air around him.
And it all just continued. This wasn’t like that boring, simple, car blinding orgasm he’d had on the way to the park. No, this was the full, unbridaled thunder of a slightly more enthusiastic orgasm! A full 60 seconds of cumming elapsed before even the first signs of slowing down materialized. Only at minute two did their dual blasts start to peter out. Both of the twinks breathed in deep, trying to replenish all that energy they’d just spent blasting body fluids.
Of course, no clean up was needed. The building they’d just bombarded with spunk had, as did most structures, a special paint job to help these frequent unexpected emissions roll off unharmed, like a soap latching onto grease. It worked just like the cum-proofing of the slightly slanted sidewalk did, allowing all that nut to flow off into the ground and provide nutrients for the grass. Even Sydney and the stranger’s clothes and skin let spunk roll off easier than water from special fabric treatment and the protective soaps they bathed with. Both of the spunk covered boys were clean as could be just from standing around.
“Hey, thanks for the fun!” The other man yelped before continuing his run.
Sydney watched him dart off. He hadn’t even gotten his name, but he was grateful for just a little something to improve his day. Perhaps he’d have to thank him again more thoroughly if he ever saw him through the park again…
Oh! Water bottle. Sydney had nearly forgotten to fill it up.
Sydney gave a flex of his bottom. His anus, distending yet again to an obscene foot in diameter, opened up like a gaping maw. His hand darted inside the orifice and soon found what it was after. Off again went the sanitary cap, then the drinking cap, as he neared the water fountain again. This time, without his shirt helping him to stop ramming his cock into the narrow area’s walls, he walked backwards into the space and let the water flow. A quick extra sip for the road and a twist of both bottle caps and his jug was packed back inside his bottom. His jog continued with him now mostly naked.
Again Sydney’s mind wandered to ways he could spice up his day a little. Sure that orgasm was nice, but really just as nice as maybe finding an extra coin left in a vending machine. He needed something really neat. He wanted to be able to fire off an actual orgasm somewhere nice with his cute boyfriend… At least the music in his headphones and the gurgle of his balls made for good noise to zone out to and think.
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