The Bigger, The Better

The Bigger, the Better
Copyright 2000 by Stormbringer
Revised 2009


Part 1: The New Neighbor

Gene felt sick to his stomach when his new neighbor walked out of the
back door of the house next  door. He had been excited to see someone
finally moving in next door, that is until he saw Brad Johnson walking outside.

Gene had plenty of reason to hate Brad Johnson. Brad had gone to school with him
and had fucked Gene's first girlfriend, Suzie, when she was drunk at a
party. Brad had taken to calling Gene pencil-dick after seeing him in
the shower during gym class. Brad was the typical obnoxious football
player, who picked on geeks like Gene. He had also married Tiffany, the
prettiest girl in school, whom every guy was secretly in love with.

Well, just because we're neighbors doesn't mean we have to be friends,
thought Gene as he went back to trimming his hedges.

Brad walked out and surveyed his yard. He glanced at Gene and did a
double-take. Gene flushed when he heard him say, "Pencil-dick?"

"Hello Brad," said Gene. "Long time no see and that's not my name."
Seven years without seeing Brad was not long enough, thought Gene.

"Sorry about that neighbor," said Brad grinning. "Seeing you caught me
off guard. I'm sorry, but I can't recall your real name."

"Gene, Gene Little," he reminded his old tormentor. Then seeing the
blank look on Brad’s face added, "Eugene Little."

Brad nodded his head in recognition. His grin grew bigger as he
remembered the chubby little balding man before him. Eugene Little,
Genie the little weenie. Brad had made that nickname up in grade school
and was still proud of his wit. Poor pencil-dick, he thought. Twenty
five years old, pudgy, and half his hair is gone already. Brad still had
the fit muscular body he'd had when he played football in high school
and was damn proud of it.

The two chatted about old times for a little while and Gene found
himself warming up to Brad a little. His old hated foe actually
apologized for the hard times he had given Gene when they went to school
together. Gene was trying to recall something pleasant from those years
of torment that they could talk about, when he noticed Brad staring past
him, over his shoulder.

Gene turned around to see that his wife Brenda had come out into the
yard to get some sun. She was wearing a small bikini, that exposed more
of her breasts then it covered. His wife was shy and never would have
worn such a small bikini if she had known someone else was out here. She
rarely even wore it in front of her husband. Gene called his wife over
to say hi to Brad.

"Brad, you remember Brenda Peterson don't you?"

"No Gene," said Brad openly staring at Brenda's large breasts. "I think
I would remember such a lovely lady."

Gene was bothered to hear Brenda giggle like a school girl at the
compliment and her face turned bright red. She seemed bothered when Brad
couldn't remember her at all, but then she had covered up her body in
school and had gone unnoticed by most of the boys.

Gene heard Brad's door open and saw his old crush walk outside. Tiffany
had really let herself go. She had gained about fifty pounds, was
wearing too much make-up, and had on shorts, that were way too small and
tight for someone with her large thighs. She also had a drink in one
hand even though it was well before noon.

Tiffany remembered Brenda and the two women chatted about old times.
Gene compared his beautiful, buxom wife to the overweight former
cheerleader. It was his turn to look smug as he turned to look at Brad.

Brad was also comparing the two women and he turned to look over at
pencil-dick. His eyes narrowed when he saw the little wimp grinning back
at him.

"Who would have thought that you would have turned into such a beautiful
woman," said Tiffany to Brenda.

"Yeah, who would have thought," said Gene still grinning at Brad.

FRIENDS

Gene and his wife sat down to one of her fantastic dinners. She worked
as a day chef in town and always found time to cook her husband a good
meal. Brenda was very animated. She kept going on about how good Brad
looked and how she hoped the four of them could be friends. Maybe she's
right, thought Gene. Brad seemed more mature then he had been back in
high school. I should let bygones be bygones, he said to himself. After
all, in a way, Brad actually did me a favor.

Eugene had been shocked when Suzie started dating him. She had a decent
figure and wasn't bad looking. One night she had gone to a party with
some friends. Gene stayed home because he didn't drink or care for
social events all that much. Eugene dumped her the next day after
finding out that she had gotten drunk and slept with Brad. In
retrospect, Brad fucking his girlfriend had been a good thing because
Suzie had turned into a complete slut and fucked just about everyone after that,
except Eugene.

Eugene was heart broken and had started talking to Brenda. She wasn't
the least bit attractive. Brenda had short blonde hair, was way to
skinny, and she had a mouth full of braces, She also had a large
distended belly underneath her baggy clothes. They had started hanging
out as friends and Eugene found he really liked her as a person.
Friendship had turned into love and they had married right after high
school.

Eugene decided to start fresh after high school and took to calling
himself Gene. He got the shock of his life on their wedding night. As
Brenda stepped out of her wedding gown, he saw she had the most perfect,
ripe pair of breasts he had ever seen on any Playboy model. Her breasts
stretched out her baggy clothes making her appear to have a plump belly.
In reality her waist and stomach were as skinny as the rest of her.
Things just kept getting better as time passed. She let her hair grow long until her
blonde tresses reached down her back. Her braces came off revealing a
beautiful smile and she gained weight, filling out in all the right
places.

Gene looked at his wife across the table. Her body was now perfect. Her
hips had filled out and her breasts had gotten even larger as she gained
weight. Even better, after loosing their virginity on their wedding
night, she had turned into a sex machine and they made love just about
every night, though she wasn't very experimentive.

Gene flinched with jealousy when Brenda confessed to having had a crush
on Brad back in school. He rationalized that just about every girl had a
crush on Brad, just like every guy wanted Tiffany. Of course, back in
school looks and popularity were more important then character.

The weeks passed. The two couples became good friends and Gene found
himself starting to like Brad. He hated to admit it, but hanging out
with Brad made him feel like one of the cool kids. Tiffany was very
friendly and she and Brenda became close friends.

Gene was a little envious of Brad's charm and good looks, but thinking
that he was the one with the hot, sexy wife always made him feel better
about himself. Gene felt guilty, but couldn't stop bragging about Brenda
to his friend. He even once described what Brenda looked like nude and
how he was shocked to find her nipples were almost an inch long. Brad
always listened intently sometimes asking questions to get Gene to elaborate more.

One day Brad asked to see pictures of their recent vacation to Florida.
Gene had gone into his bedroom to get the pictures when an evil thought
crossed his mind. He had talked Brenda into letting him take some sexy
lingerie shots of herself as an anniversary present for him. He had
promised never to show them to anyone else, but found he couldn't resist
getting them and mixing them with their vacation pictures. She was
wearing a white lace garter with a bra and panties. One picture clearly
showed one of her large nipples sticking out over the bra. Gene returned
to the living room, handed Brad the pictures and excused himself to the
kitchen.

He peeked through the door, watching Brad flip through the photographs.
Brad appeared disinterested until he stopped and stared at one of the
pictures. Gene grinned at Brad squirming in his seat and smirked when
Brad reached down and squeezed his crotch. Gene felt a little turned on
himself. He always wished Brenda would show off more of her hot body to
his friends, but the skimpy bikini in their backyard was as far as she
would go and she didn't even wear that out much since Brad and Tiffany had
moved in.

"Oops, how did those get in there," said Gene returning to the living
room. "I guess it's ok to look since you'll never touch." Gene let Brad
look over the pictures before taking them and returning them to the
bedroom.

**********

A few days after Gene had slipped Brad the pictures of his wife, Brenda
was getting ready to go shopping with Tiffany. She kissed her husband
goodbye and practically skipped over to her friends house, looking
forward to the day.  She rang the doorbell and entered when Tiffany opened the door. They
talked in the living room for a few minutes and Tiffany excused herself
to go to the bathroom. Brenda sat down and began leafing through a
magazine.

"Honey, have you seen my jeans?"

Startled, Brenda looked up to see Brad standing naked before her. His
body was covered in muscles and he had an incredibly long, thick penis
that jutted out about eight inches, nearly twice as big as her husband's
penis. His massive penis was pointed right at her face as she sat on the
couch.

"Oh! Sorry Brenda," he apologized. "I didn't know you were here."

Brad made no move to cover himself and she continued to stare in awe at
his penis. It gave a little jump as she stared at it and his penis
started growing even bigger, rising  slowly upwards, extending out even farther.

She came out of her daze when she heard the toilet flush, and she turned
to look in the direction of the bathroom. The next thing she knew, Brad
was gone. Tiffany returned to the room and asked if she was ready to go.
Flustered, Brenda just nodded and the two spent the rest of the day
shopping. Tiffany was from a wealthy family and spent a fortune. Brenda
couldn't concentrate for some reason and didn't buy anything.

**********

"Honey," said Brenda, while playing with her food, "I accidentally saw
Brad naked today."

"Don't worry about it," replied Gene between mouthfuls. "I'm sure it
wasn't a big deal to him."

"But it was a big deal," continued Brenda excitedly. "It was about an
eight inch big deal and he wasn't even fully erect. I had no idea
penises could be that large."

Gene felt a twinge of jealousy when his wife mentioned Brad's penis. He
remembered it well from high school. Brad always seemed to spend a lot
of time soaping around it, like it was the most important thing in the
world to him. Gene had tried not to look, but couldn't help being
impressed with it. Brad's penis had always seemed half-erect and ready
to go at a moment’s notice. It was the same locker room shower, that Brad
had taken to calling Gene, pencil-dick. Gene's skinny little penis had
seemed to withdraw further inside his scrotum at the ridicule. Gene
shook off the unpleasant memories. His wife was still talking about
Brad. "If you want dear," he said a little grouchily, "I'll ask him how
big it gets."

Brenda giggled and said, "Oh, please don't do that, but I'd love to
know. How big is yours exactly?"

Gene was feeling penis envy and he was a little taken aback by his
wife's comparing him to Brad. "I'm not sure," he lied. "I guess a little
over six inches. Gene didn't want to talk about it any more and excused
himself to go to the bathroom. He could feel his penis withdrawing back into his scrotum just like it had back when Brad teased him.

**********

Gene always went to bed a little before his wife and got about an hours
sleep before she retired for the evening. She always snuggled up to him
and they would make love for five or ten minutes.

Tonight, Gene awoke to feel Brenda tugging on his penis. Curious about
what she was doing, he didn't say anything, but he couldn't help getting
an erection, as he imagined she was about to take him in her mouth for
the first time. Finally he spoke up, "Brenda what are you doing?"

"Just trying to get you ready," she replied a little startled.

"Well I'm ready," he said pulling her up. "Climb on board." Brenda
mounted him and his penis easily slid into her wet vagina. They rarely
had sex outside the missionary position and Gene took the opportunity to
suck on his wife's long nipples as she rode him. She let out a little
moan as he took a nipple into his mouth, but her moans changed to a sigh
as his penis ejaculated inside her after a couple minutes. She reluctantly climbed off his lap.
Gene was soon fast asleep.

Gene awoke to movement next to him. Brenda was moaning softly and gently
rubbing her vagina. He hoped it wasn't the sight of Brad's penis that
had her so worked up. Sadly, his wife was one of the many women who
couldn't orgasm and he often awoke to her frustration driven masturbation. He
got up to go to the bathroom and his wife froze, hoping he hadn't caught
her. Gene knocked something off the bed and forgot about it as he
hurried to the bathroom.

The next morning, he noticed a tape measure lying next to the bed. He
picked it up and saw that the tape was out and locked at five and a half
inches. Brenda had been trying to measure his penis last night!

**********

Gene bumped into Brad at the supermarket. He had decided to quit
bragging to Brad about Brenda, since it seemed his wife was curious
about big penises, Gene decided he should just drop the subject
altogether. Brad brought it up though.

"Hey buddy," said Brad, "I'm a little embarrassed, but I walked out
naked in front of Brenda yesterday. Please tell her I'm sorry."

"Brenda mentioned it, but didn't seem too bothered by it," said Gene.
"So don't worry about it."

Gene walked by his friend silently for a few minutes. He wanted to let
the matter drop, but he was just as curious as Brenda about how big Brad
was. "Brad," he said hesitantly, "I'm a little embarrassed asking, but
how big is your penis?"

Brad got that smug superior smile on his face at the question. "Seeing
me nude has your wife all curious, huh?"

"N-no," said Gene. "She didn't say anything about it. I just remember
you had a reputation back in high school for being fairly well hung."

"Well for your information," said Brad still grinning, "my cock measures
a full twelve inches when erect."

Gene was a little taken aback. "I don't believe it," he said.

"Believe it. It's a foot long," said Brad smugly. "Ask Tiffany if you
don't trust me."  Seeing that Gene seemed a little upset, Brad reached over and put his
hand on his shoulder, "Don't be embarrassed buddy," he said. "It's
natural for your wife to be curious after seeing me naked. How big are
you?"

"My cock's only about five and a half inches long," said Gene once again
feeling penis envy.  His scrotum started retracting.

Brad leaned down and looked Gene straight in the eyes. "You mean your
penis. You can only call it a cock when it's over seven inches, but I
know exactly how you feel," he whispered.

"Sure you do," said Gene sarcastically, looking up at the much taller man.

"Gene," said Brad. "we've been friends for a couple months now. Can you
keep a secret?" Brad waited for Gene to nod before continuing, "My penis
actually used to be smaller then yours, but I found a way to make it
bigger. I was only about four inches long when I stumbled upon my
secret. By the time I was in high school, it was ten inches long.
Brad continued seeing the skeptical look on Gene's face. "I found a way
to permanently increase the size of my little penis, turning it into a
huge cock. I bet it would even work for you. It's simple and actually
quite enjoyable."

"No thanks Brad," he said after hesitating for a few seconds. "I'm quite
content with what I have now."

Brad looked disappointed as he said, "Ok buddy, I've only shared my
secret with some of my closest friends and I thought it would help make
up for all the mean things I said to you back in school. Besides, a sexy
lady like Brenda deserves to get fucked by a big cock. Once they do,
they'll do anything you want them to. Oh well, back to shopping and
don't tell Tiffany that I used to have a little dick, she thinks I've
always been big."

Gene felt Brad slap him on the back as his friend left to finish
shopping. All this talk of foot long penises had him feeling inadequate
and though he hated to admit it, the idea of having a big penis himself
intrigued him. He pictured himself slamming a giant penis into his wife
and found that he liked the idea. That would shut her up about seeing
Brad naked, he thought.

THE METHOD

Gene came home the next day and caught Brenda staring out the back door
at Brad mowing his lawn. After seeing her husband, she returned to
cooking dinner. Gene was a little distraught over is wife's continued
fascination with Brad. He walked out on the deck for some air. Brad's
muscular body was covered with sweat and he had taken to wearing skin
tight bicycle pants whenever he was in the backyard. Even a couple
hundred feet away, Gene could make out the outline of Brad's big penis
under his tight shorts. He went back inside for dinner.

After making love to Brenda, Gene decided to tell his wife about his
conversation with Brad at the supermarket. His mind was probably playing
tricks on him, but Gene could swear her breathing got heavier when he
mentioned how big Brad's penis was when fully erect. She seemed a little
too interested, when he got to the part about Brad's penis expansion
secret. "Brenda would you like me to have a bigger penis?" he asked.

Brenda reached down and squeezed his little penis lovingly. "I like you
just the way you are."

Gene smiled as he started drifting off to sleep. He must be imagining
her infatuation.

"Still," said Brenda, "It couldn't hurt to try."

The next day Brenda and Tiffany were out shopping. Gene noticed Brad out
in the yard practicing putting golf balls. He was wearing another tight
pair of bicycle shorts, that showed off his bulge. Gene tried to summon
up the courage to go talk to him.

Brad waved to him as he walked out in the yard. Gene waved back and
walked over to the hedge that separated their yards. "Brad," he said, "I
want to ask you something."

Brad smiled at him and said, "Come on over."

Gene squeezed between a gap in the bushes and entered his friend’s yard.
The minor exertion had the chubby man panting by the time he made it
over to where Brad was standing. Gene's face was bright red as he asked,
"Brad, I'd like to know how you made your penis so big."

Brad nodded and said, "Come on inside."

Gene followed Brad into his house and into the bedroom. Brad rummaged
around in the closet before pulling out an old cardboard box.

"Here it is," he said pulling out a long clear plastic tube with a
squeeze pump on the end.  He handed it over to Gene.

Gene looked it over before handing it back. "I don't get it. How's it
work?"

"I'll show you," said Brad pulling down his pants. Gene took and
involuntary step backward when Brad's monster cock sprang out. It was
even bigger then he remembered from the showers at school. No wonder
Brenda was so infatuated with it, he thought watching Brad insert his
penis into the tube. Gene hadn't completely believed Brad until now. His
penis was just too freakishly big to be normal.

Brad moaned as he began squeezing the pump. His twelve inch cock quickly
grew fully erect as the vacuum developed in the tube. It looked even
bigger through the plastic. He noticed pencil-dick staring at it with as
much awe as any woman had ever stared at it.

"This is called the invigoration process," said Brad. "You have to do
this once every morning and once every night. More if you can. It
stretches out the hollow cavities in the penis, so that they hold more
blood. The more blood the bigger the dick. My penis was only about four
inches long when I started. After about nine months it grew to ten
inches. I set it at ten, but then started again until it was the size it
is now."

"What do you mean, set it?" asked Gene.

"You have to invigorate it twice a day for around six months to a year.
One day you'll be doing it and your penis will suddenly stretch out to
it's new length. Then you have to set it in something that can
counteract the effects of the vacuum. Fortunately an accommodating pussy
does the trick."

Gene still didn't quite understand it, but nodded anyway. He noticed
Brad's penis now seemed even bigger and there was sweat on his friends
forehead. Brad grunted and sperm started pouring into the tube. Gene had
never known anyone could cum that much as his semen quickly filled the
end of the tube. Brad removed his still spurting penis from the tube, it
leaped a couple times spraying even more cum into the air and onto the
floor. His friend stood there panting. Brad's penis was bright pink and
swollen from cumming. The golf ball sized head was covered in sperm and
Gene thought it was so hard he could use it to hammer nails.

Brad watched Gene gape at his cock for awhile. "I would think that a
penis your size would set  even bigger then mine. I would guess about
fourteen inches."

"Fourteen inches," muttered Gene. The giant cock was finally starting to
get smaller with each pulse of the big vein. Gene's cock would be even
bigger then the monster before him, probably the biggest cock in the
state. The miracle device even made your orgasms bigger, he thought
looking at all the sperm it had spewed out. "Do women really do whatever
you tell them?" asked Gene.

"Hell yeah," he replied. "Tiffany always refused to suck cock. So I
refused to fuck her,  until she blew me. Now she can't get enough of
sucking my cock. Getting rid of my little pencil-dick was the smartest
thing I ever did."

"Brad," said Gene," can I borrow the pump?"

"Gene my friend, you can have it."

Gene grabbed it and excitedly raced home. He was in his yard before he
realized it was still full of Brad's sperm and he took it over to his
hose with a disgusted look on his face.


Part 2: Side Effects


Gene was so excited about having a big dick that he invigorated
immediately after cleaning out Brad's sperm from the pump. He inserted
his penis into the tube. It really did look a little bigger through the
plastic of the pump. He started pumping and came in just over a minute.
Gene wondered if he was doing something wrong because Brad had lasted
close to a half hour. At least it does feel pretty good, he thought.

Brenda came home and began preparing one of her great dinners. Gene
watched her for a while, realizing for the umpteenth time how lucky he
was to have a wife like her. She was beautiful, faithful, a great cook,
and she loved sex. What more can a man ask for? She deserved a husband
with a humongous penis.

Gene told her about the events of the day over dinner and she seemed to
grow very excited at the thought of him with a big dick. His wife
squirmed in her seat as they talked about his penis growing to fourteen
inches. After dinner, she practically pulled him into the bedroom.

As Gene crawled under the covers with his wife, he was surprised that
his penis wasn't responding at all. He tried rubbing it along her labia,
but there was still no reaction.

"What's wrong?" asked Brenda as she tugged on his penis in a futile
effort to make him hard.

Gene was embarrassed that he couldn't get an erection. "It must be too
soon after the invigoration process. We'll try again tomorrow night."
He caught his wife playing with herself again that night.

Brenda watched him use the pump the next morning. She was hornier then
she had ever been seeing her husband's penis swollen inside the vacuum
tube. She couldn't wait to get home tonight to make love. Gene came
quickly in the tube. They got dressed and left for work.

Gene hurried home that night to invigorate his penis before Brenda got
home. She arrived a little later and made dinner. After dinner they
raced to the bedroom. Gene's penis was as limp as a wet noodle. Nothing
they tried could make him hard. Brenda had a disgusted look on her face
as she tugged futilely on his little penis for the second night in a
row. Gene watched his wife snort before rolling over and turning her back
to him.

Gene sighed. "I'll ask Brad what's going on tomorrow," he said before
settling down to sleep.

When Gene got home from work the next day, he saw Brad and Brenda
talking in his backyard. Brad was showing off his bulging muscles,
especially the big bulge around his crotch wearing only a small bathing
suit. Brenda was laying out in her skimpy bikini. Her long nipples were
hard and poking at the fabric of her top. Gene was excited to think that
she was finally starting to loosen up and show off her body. When Brad
and Tiffany had first caught her in her bikini she had practically died
from embarrassment, and had almost quit sunbathing altogether.

"Brenda tells me you've been having problems," said Brad as Gene walked
outside.

Gene was embarrassed to talk about it, but he explained his performance
problems to his friend.

"What you’re experiencing is not uncommon," said Brad. "You just don't
have a lot of stamina. I can orgasm about five times a day. Fortunately,
the pump also increases stamina as well as size."

"So how long do you think until I can make love to my wife?" asked Gene
resting his hand on Brenda's bare shoulder. "We're used to having sex
almost every night."

"The earliest I have ever seen it work was five months and he
invigorated three to four times a day," said Brad. "You two need to
discuss whether the reward is worth the effort. Trust me though, big
cock sex will be better for both of you. Brenda just keep thinking about
big cocks to help you focus and get through the next few months."

Brenda nodded, her eyes wide in thought.

After Brad had returned to his yard, they both discussed it and decided
the rewards would be worth it. Gene agreed to take the pump to work with
him and try to invigorate more then twice a day to speed thing up.

Brenda went to bed thinking about big cocks. Since the only big one she
had ever seen was Brad's, she pictured her husband with Brad's cock in
her mind. She tried masturbating with that image in her head and
thought that if she could just get her finger in a little deeper, she
might be able to orgasm.

A month later, she started picturing her husband with Brad's body. Brad
had been a big help to her this last month. Coming over to talk and
listen to her problems every time she was out sunbathing. The big bulge
in his shorts and the memory of seeing him nude helped her focus on her
goal of waiting for her husband to have a big cock.

They became such good friends, that by the next month she was picturing
Gene with Brad's face and body, pounding her with a fourteen inch cock.

Gene invigorated everyday three or four times. He wished he could do it
more often because Brenda was getting bitchy, snapping at him for little
things and he wanted to get it over with. His penis was constantly sore
and his orgasms had been reduced to one little drop of semen, being
reluctantly drawn out of his penis by the vacuum inside the pump.

SETTING THE SIZE

Gene was getting frustrated by his lack of progress. Five months after
starting, he went over to Brad's with his pump. Gene was embarrassed to
take his limp little dick out before Brad, but he did it anyway. He
stuck his penis in the tube and began pumping.

"Well, am I making any progress?" he asked after it had gotten hard.

Brad looked critically at his five and a half inch penis in the tube and
said, "It's hard to tell, but it looks like it could take at any time."

Gene felt fantastic hearing that his penis was about to grow at any
time.

"Have you given any thought to setting the final size?" asked Brad.

"What do you mean?" replied Gene a little confused.

"Remember, once it takes, you need to find something like an
accommodating pussy to apply external pressure to your penis to
counteract the effects of the pump," Brad explained. "Think of a scuba diver sitting in a decompression chamber. If you don't set the size immediately you might have to start all over again."

Gene hadn't been very good a science in school and was a little
confused. "I don't see a problem," he said. "Brenda's been waiting five
months for this to happen."

"It must be an accommodating pussy," informed Brad. "Do you really
think that she will be able to handle your fourteen inch cock after
being used to only five inches?"

"Five and a half,” corrected Gene, “but I didn't think about that." Gene was now a little
worried that he had given up sex with his beautiful wife for five months
for nothing. "What can I do?"

"Well you have a few options," said Brad. "You can hire a prostitute
able to accommodate you, you can buy a large dildo, but that's risky if
not done right, you can find an object able to apply external pressure
to your penis, but that's also very risky, or you can find a surrogate
with a penis close enough to your size to prepare her for you, but
that's as awkward as hiring a prostitute."

Gene thought it over. A prostitute was out of the question, as was a
dildo. Brenda would never stick an inanimate object in her vagina. The
only real choice was hiring a surrogate, but he didn't like the idea of
another man being with his wife. "What did you do?" he asked Brad.

"I had a close friend with a nine inch penis loosen up my girlfriend at
the time. It took quite a few sessions, but eventually she was ready for
me.

"I don't think I want anyone else making love to Brenda," said Gene.

"Well it's not really making love, it's more clinical, like giving her a
massage. That's why I had a friend do it. I needed someone who was clean
and that I could trust."

"I don't know," said Gene. "I'll have to discuss it with Brenda."

"You do that," said Brad. "Just hurry, it could happen any day now." Gene
thanked his friend and headed home.

**********

Brenda snapped at him for being five minutes late for dinner. She was
really starting to get unbearable. Gene hoped this ordeal would be over
soon.

Brenda listened to Gene explain the setting process and their options
over dinner. she didn't seem to like any of them. She flat out refused
the dildo and said a prostitute was out of the question. They tried to
brainstorm an idea for a perfectly sized object to accommodate a
fourteen inch penis but couldn't come up with anything. Finally, Brenda
said, "I guess that leaves out everything but a surrogate and I don't
like that idea either."

"Brad said it's more clinical then sex and that's the method he used."
Gene quickly explained how Brad had gotten a close friend to prepare his
girlfriend at the time."

His wife looked deep in thought. "Brad's been a good friend and a big
help to me over the past five months. His advice had been good so far. I
say we consider it, though I'm still uncomfortable with the idea. Even if
it is clinical."

"Well I don't like it either," said Gene, "but I'd hate to have wasted
the last five months for nothing."

They were interrupted by the doorbell ringing. Brenda went to get it and
he heard Tiffany's voice from the other room. She sounded upset. Brenda
returned to the table after Tiffany left.

"What's up?" asked Gene.

"Tiffany's mother is ill and she's leaving for awhile to take care of
her. She just asked if we could keep an eye on Brad for her."

"That's too bad," said Gene clearing off the table.

**********

The next morning, Gene was dabbing up the lone drop of sperm after
invigorating when the phone rang. He picked it up and said, "hello."

"Hi Gene," said Brad on the other end of the line. "I was wondering if
Brenda could give me a hand with dinner tonight around five. I'm not
used to cooking for myself."

"Well,” said Gene, "she's in the shower, but I'm sure she'd be happy to
help. Hey, why don't we all have dinner together?"

"Thanks, but I'm worried about my mother-in-law and I would rather be
alone tonight. If Brenda could just come over at five and show me a few
things, I'd appreciate it."

"I'm sure that won't be a problem," said Gene. "I hope Tiffany's mother
is feeling better soon."

"Thanks buddy," said Brad. "I'll talk to you later."

***********

Brenda saw that it was almost five o’clock and yelled towards the bedroom, "I'm
heading over to Brad's."

"Ok honey," yelled back Gene inserting his little penis into the tube.
"Hurry back in case it takes this time."

Brenda snorted and left. She knew she was acting like a bitch to her
husband a lot of the time, but couldn't help herself. Plus, she was
starting to think she'd never see a big penis ever again.

She squeezed through the hedgerow and noticed Brad's back door was open.
Probably, to let out any smoke from the stove, she thought. She stuck
her head in and knocked softly on the wall, "Brad," she called. She
listened and didn't hear a response, so she entered the house.

Brenda heard a chair squeaking in the living room and curious she walked
into the room to see what was going on. Brenda let out a loud gasp when
she saw Brad. He was naked and stroking his giant cock in the big
recliner in front of the TV. The chair was turned and facing her so that
she could see everything. His eyes were half closed and he apparently
hadn't heard her for he just continued masturbating his big, beautiful
cock. She hadn't seen it fully erect and couldn't believe how big it was
compared to her husband's. She thought he'd be better off using both
hands as she stared in awe at his right hand sliding up and down it's
twelve inch length.

Brenda felt her long nipples popping out with excitement and she could
feel how wet she was between her thighs. She took a couple steps forward
so that she was only three feet from his cock. It was rock hard and
looked like it was about to explode at any moment.

Brenda looked up for a brief second, Brad was staring at her as he
masturbated. He grunted and she looked down in time to see the head of
his cock flare as the slit on the end opened. It was pointing right at her. A
long strand of semen exploded from the end of his cock. Even the strand
of sperm seemed bigger then her husband's penis, she thought as it flew
up and landed across her left breast soiling her blouse.. She didn't have
time to be disgusted as another long strand flew out of the end, falling
a little short of her this time. Another and another glob of sperm burst
from that huge cock head, each falling a little shorter then the last,
until there was a trail of sperm leading from his cock towards her.

She looked at his cock. Brad was holding it at the base using only two
fingers, letting her see the entire thing in all its glory.  Even more
sperm poured out of the head and flowed down the shaft like lava from an
erupting volcano.

Brad continued to stare at her as he caught his breath. Eventually he
jumped up and grabbed a tissue from beside the chair. "Brenda, I'm so
sorry," he said walking over to her. "I wasn't expecting you this soon."

"You said five," she told him. His cock was still hard and she could
feel the head poking her in the belly button as he used the tissue to
clean the sperm off her breast."

"No, I told Gene five-thirty," he said rubbing the tissue across her breast.
"God, I'm really sorry. By the time I saw you standing there it was to
late to stop."

He couldn't help but flick her nipples as he cleaned the sperm off.
Brenda felt a funny feeling in her stomach. Unnerved by the hand on her
breast and the massive cock poking her stomach she took a step backward.

"Don't be embarrassed. You need to prepare yourself for sights like this,
because your about to have one even bigger any day now," said Brad.

"I can't wait," she said looking at his cock. It had only shrunken down
to about ten inches since he came.

“Sorry again,” said Brad making no effort to cover himself. “Tiff may be gone for awhile and I’m used to sex everyday. I don’t know what I’m going to do.”

I was used to having sex everyday too, thought Brenda staring at the still swollen cock.

***********

Brenda squeezed back through the hedgerow after Brad told her he hadn't
even started dinner and said not to worry about it, he'd just get a
pizza. She was embarrassed by the event. Her legs had felt weak as she
stood before Brad and she had to fight not to fall to her knees before
him. He had said she needed to prepare herself and she did. His cock
would be perfect to prepare her for when her husbands grew to fourteen
inches. Gene was setting the table when she walked in.

"Damn it Gene," she screamed. "Can't you even get anything as simple as
the time right?" She realized it was her horniness and frustration that
she was taking out on her husband, but couldn't help it. She told him
about the whole incident at Brad's.

"I sorry," he apologized, "but I could swear that he said five o’clock at least twice.
Gene frowned looking at the stain across his wife's breasts and at
another one down near her navel. He could still see a big glob of sperm
on the one near her belly button. It was very white and rich looking. Gene’s was almost as clear as water since he’d starting using the pump.

Brenda calmed down and they ate in silence. After dinner she brought up
the idea that Brad should be their surrogate. Gene didn't like the idea
and told his wife as much.

"Think about it dear," she reasoned. "His cock's the perfect size and
he's been such a good friend to us. Not to mention, I feel sorry for
him.  He's distraught over his mother-in-law and his wife is going to be gone
for an indefinite amount of time. He did say it's better to have a
friend do it and Brad certainly knows what he's doing since he used the
process on himself."

Gene thought about it for a minute. "You’re right," he said, "Brad is the
logical choice. I never considered him because he’d already slept with my ex-girlfriend,  I certainly didn’t want him sleeping with my wife.  I guess that as long as I can watch the process, I think it will
be ok."

"Mention it to him tomorrow because I need to start preparing myself for
you," she said. "It could happen any day now.


Part 3: Preparing Brenda


Gene awoke several times during the night to find his wife slowly
fingering herself. She squirmed around in bed, tossing and turning all
night. He sighed knowing her horniness and lack of sleep would make her
even bitchier the next day. He was surprised to find himself actually
hoping Brad agreed to prepare her for him. Clinical or not, the sex
should hopefully calm her down.

After work the next day, Gene hurried over to Brad's house. His friend
seemed surprised when Gene asked him to be their surrogate penis.

"Why Gene," he said, "I must say I'm honored if a bit surprised. I'll do it,
though I hate the thought of doing this behind Tiffany's back. I miss
her so much. Is Brenda ok with this?"

"Yeah," said Gene. "It was her idea and don't worry we won't tell
Tiffany. Plus, with us not having sex, she went off birth control. I don't want you to orgasm inside my wife's vagina, so it's not like you’re actually cheating on her. You’re just using your penis
to stretch Brenda out."

"Good idea Gene," said Brad. "I wish I had thought of that when my
friend prepared my girlfriend for me."

"One more condition," said Gene. "I have to be there to watch the
procedure."

"No way," said Brad shaking his head. "It'll be hard enough trying to
get an erection without Tiffany there, let alone with you watching me.
You should think of it like surgery. The doctor never allows the
patient's family in the operating room."

"I didn't think about that, but I'll have to run it by Brenda," said
Gene thinking. "It shouldn't be a problem though. I imagine it won't
take long to work your penis in and out a couple times."

"That depends on you wife," explained Brad. "It may take hours and I may
have to do it several times a week to keep her ready."

"I'm not sure I like that idea," said Gene. "Brenda and I may have to
rethink our options."

"Alright let me know," said Brad. "All women are different. The only
time I know it failed was a friend that used a dildo on his wife. It
stretched her out after only a few times, but was unfortunately not wide
enough and his penis didn't set. My surrogate spent about ten nights
with my girlfriend, but it would have been worth it if it had taken six
months."

Gene nodded, Brad made a lot of sense. "I'll talk to Brenda tonight," he
said. "I’ll do my best to convince her to use your penis as long as it takes.  Brad,
 I must say I admire your professionalism in this matter."

"I'll do anything for my friends, Gene," added Brad. He yelled at Gene as
he was returning to his yard through the hedges. "Just remember," he called, "It could take
any day now and you need to get moving."  Gene waved and returned home.

***********

It didn’t take much to convince Brenda. She wanted to get started right away. Gene called Brad and asked if
tonight would be ok to for him. Brad told him to send Brenda over about
eight and they'd get started.

Brenda raced through dinner and ran to the bathroom to take a shower.
She took a long time getting ready and when she came out, Gene could see
that she wasn't wearing any  make-up, but had applied a little perfume.
Her hair was done up in a bun and she was wearing a pair of baggy
sweats. Brenda appeared nervous and he hugged his wife to comfort her.
Gene noticed that she wasn't wearing any underwear when he hugged her.
She was being very clinical and efficient about the whole thing.

Eight o’clock finally rolled around and she said she'd be back in about an hour and not
to wait up. She was very nervous and took her time getting next door,
slowly walking through the yards. Gene watched her knock lightly on
Brad's back door and Brad answered wearing a robe. He waved at Gene and
Gene waved back as his best friend and wife disappeared inside the
house.

SURROGATE

Gene fidgeted around for a couple minutes. He ran to the bedroom and
pulled his pants down after retrieving the pump from under the bed. He
paused thinking about what was going on next door. He hoped everything
was going well. "I guess it couldn't hurt to walk over there and see if
I can hear anything," he said aloud. Gene dropped the pump and pulled
his pants back up. He quickly grabbed his shoes and was out his back door
minutes after Brenda had left.

Gene squeezed through the hedges and entered Brad's yard. He noticed  light shining through a crack in the curtains of Brad‘s bedroom. He'd just peek and make sure everything was going well before going back
home.

Gene crept up to the window trying to be quiet as it was cracked open.
Luckily, the gap in the curtains let him see everything inside.

Brenda was still clothes and standing by the bed, looking at her feet. Brad
was removing his robe. He was naked underneath and his incredible cock
was already hard. Gene could see his wife glancing at Brad's penis,
though she was pretending not to. She was trying to get Brad to turn out
the lights.

Gene breathed a sigh of relief when Brad said he needed to see her to make
sure he was doing it right. Gene wanted to watch and make sure
everything was going well. He leaned closer to hear and see better.

Brenda was nervous and blushed when Brad told her to take off her
clothes. She hadn't planned on him being able to see her. She didn't
even really like it when Gene saw her naked. Brenda gulped and pulled
off her sweatshirt, covering her big breasts with her arms as she threw
the shirt on the floor.

"Come on Brenda," said Brad. "I'm going to see you naked eventually and
you've already seen me naked several times. Move your arms."

Brenda gulped again and put her arms down. She shivered as Brad gazed at
her. Her overly long nipples were rock hard as he looked her up and
down. Never in her life had she ever imagined she'd be standing naked
before Brad Johnson, star football player and the guy all the girls were in love with.

Outside, Gene slowly exhaled. Only his wife could make standing half
naked in sweatpants look this sexy. The waistband hugged her big hips
and stopped several inches under her navel, just above her pubic hair.
Her thin waist and flat tan stomach underneath her oversized breasts
with those inch long nipples made her look like a cartoon out of a
playboy. Gene could see her breasts rising and falling as she breathed
heavily.

"You’re much better looking then my wife," said Brad. "If I had know you
were going to turn out this hot, I would have asked you out seven years
ago."

Brenda turned bright red at the compliment. Brad told her to let her
hair down and she reached up and released her hair until it cascaded
over her shoulders.

Gene watched Brad walk over and stand before Brenda. His friend reached
up and caressed her breasts, squeezing her nipples between his fingers
until she let out a soft moan. Gene couldn't figure why he needed to
touch her breasts to stretch out her vagina, but if the roles were
reversed, he knew he wouldn't pass up an opportunity like this either.

"I-I've n-never been with anyone but my husband," she stuttered out.

"Don't worry," said Brad. "This doesn't really count. It's more like
physical therapy then sex. You'd only enjoy it if you were in love with
me."

Brenda seemed to relax and Gene watched Brad push her backwards towards
the bed. Brad stopped her at the edge and he kneeled down before her. He
reached out and untied the draw string of her sweatpants. She shivered
as he grabbed the waistband and slowly pulled them down over her hips
and legs. Gene couldn't see that well with Brad's head in the way, but he could
swear it looked like his wife had trimmed her blonde pubic hairs. Brad
told her to sit down and she did, looking confused as he was still
kneeling between her legs. Brad started moving forwards. Gene winkled
his nose in disgust at how close Brad's face was to his wife's crotch.

"What are you doing?" asked Brenda.

"I need to get you well lubricated," he answered. "Just close your eyes
and relax."

“I’m pretty wet down there,“ said Brenda, her cheeks turning redder, but she closed her eyes as Brad pulled her legs apart. Gene thought it was disgusting to put your mouth where someone pees. Of
course, he had always wanted Brenda to suck him off, but that was
different. He saw Brenda jump and realized Brad had made contact. She
opened her eyes wide and looked down at him in shock. She spread her
legs wider and laid back on the bed. Gene had never seen his wife seem
so aroused, not even on their honeymoon. She was thrashing around,
moving her head back and forth as she reached up and squeezed her
nipples between her fingers. Gene could see her belly undulating over
Brad's hair as she raised her hips up and down towards his mouth. She
threw her legs over his shoulders and squeezed, like she was trying to
pull him in deeper. She really seemed to be enjoying it.

Brenda had never had anything feel this good. She thought it could turn
into an addiction more powerful then smoking as she felt something
building up within her womb. She tried to keep her mouth shut, but
little cries of pleasure kept escaping her lips. The feeling in her womb
was growing and she knew she was close to orgasming for the first time.
She had prayed for an orgasm her entire life, thinking that she must be
incapable of having them or that they were a myth. Brenda didn't want this to happen with Brad,
she wanted it to happen with her husband. It was the hardest thing she
had ever done in her life, but she reached down and tried to push his
head away from her pussy. "No Brad," she pleaded. "Please stop." Her
efforts were futile. His big biceps tensed up as he easily held her legs
apart and ignored her feeble attempt to push him away. She felt his
tongue skillfully swirl around her clit and then it was rigidly
penetrating in and out of her pussy.

The orgasm seemed to explode out of her pussy towards his face and then
waves of pleasure hit her brain as she screamed with ecstasy.

Gene didn't know what the hell was happening to his wife, but he did
know he had never seen her look more beautiful in his life. He felt his
penis stir without the use of the pump for the first time in months.

"That should lubricate you nicely," said Brad standing up. "Why'd you
try to make me stop?"

"Brad, you made me cum," said Brenda staring at him in awe. Glad he
hadn't stopped when she asked him too.

Gene felt like a knife had stabbed him in the chest. That's why she had
screamed. She had never orgasmed with him before.

"Most women do when they have their pussies eaten out. I'm surprised you
did with me though."

"Gene's never eaten my pussy before," she said.

"What!" said Brad with surprise. "Wait a minute. When I had a pencil
dick I didn't do it either. Now that I'm a real man I can do it for
hours."

One more reason to hope her husband's pencil....penis expanded soon,
she thought. Brenda didn't know if it was guilt or pleasure, but she
started to cry. "I've never cum before either,” she told him between
sobs.

Brad acted shocked. "You mean I gave you your first orgasm? I'm sure it
was just a fluke and won't happen again. Don't worry about it."

Gene relaxed a little when Brad told her it was just a fluke.

Brad lifted her legs up and swung her around so that she was lying on
the bed. He spread her legs and kneeled on the bed between them. He
grabbed his pillows and slid one under her ass raising her crotch up.
The other two he slid under her head so that she could watch him enter
her.

Brenda watched Brad slide his foot long cock along her slit. She could
feel her clit throbbing and her labia opening, wanting him inside her.
He slid his cock down until the head was poised at the opening to her
pussy.

"Ready?" he asked.

"I guess so," she said watching him push forward until the head began
penetrating her.  Her pussy lips engulfed the head and she sighed with pleasure. "It's so
thick," she muttered.

The head was in and Brad grinned as he pushed forward, watching inch by
inch disappear into the tightest and hottest pussy he had ever fucked.
Her pussy was spasming around his cock trying to milk him for all he was
worth.

Brenda had only know a little five inch penis and it felt incredibly
good when he passed the six inch mark. "It's so big,” she cried.

Brad met resistance at close to eight inches. He decided she needed a
good long slow fuck to loosen her up and he started fucking her with all
eight inches, trying to work more in with each thrust.

Brenda decided she liked fucking a real man. Cocks were much better then
little penises. Gene couldn't even get this hard, let alone so deep inside her.
"Oh Brad," she cried. "It feels incredible."

"I told you that you'd like big cock sex,” he said, slamming nine inches
in.

"Yes," she screamed feeling another orgasm building. "I love it. I love
big cock sex."

Gene slid down along the siding and put his head between his hands as he
sat in the grass. This wasn't what he expected and he felt like breaking
it up, but he didn't want them to know he was peeping at them. He heard
Brenda scream again as she orgasmed and again a few minutes later. He
hadn’t thought she would enjoy it. This wasn’t like a clinical coupling, this was like they were fucking and Brad had told him that women did whatever he wanted after he had fucked them. Gene's only hope was that
his penis would expand soon. Then he could make fun of Brad's little
weenie. At least his wife would be ready for the big day. He sat there
listening to their grunts and dirty talk over a half hour before he
heard his wife cry, "Noooo." Gene stood up and looked back inside. She
was upset because he was slowly pulling his cock out. It glistened with
her juices.

"Why are you stopping?" she asked frantically. "I was close to cumming
again."

"I think we should quit," said Brad. "You’re not supposed to be enjoying
it this much."

Gene wanted to shout with relief. Brad was such a good friend, though he
was still rubbing his cock along her slit as he said it.

"Brad, please put it back in," she cried in frustration. "I need your
cock."

"Brenda, I think we have a problem here. Your only supposed to orgasm
with someone you love. I know we've grown close over the last few
months, but I had no idea you were in love with me."

"I'm not in love with you. I love my husband," but she had to stop and
think. She'd had a big crush on Brad in school and he had been a great
friend since moving in next door. He spent more time with her then her
husband did. She had felt something for him the moment he gave her the
orgasm.

Brad tried to turn her over. Brenda rolled onto her stomach and got up
on her hands and knees.

"Ok then if your sure," he said pushing his cock back in.

Brenda suddenly had her doubts as she felt his cock in her again. "Oooh
yes," she cried as he reinserted it into her pussy.

Gene was relieved to hear she didn't love him, but he felt another
twinge of jealousy. He had always wanted to make love to Brenda doggy
style, but she had always refused. He noticed Brad was fucking her hard
with about eleven inches now.

"I can't take any more," she said between gritted teeth. Brad needed to
take her mind off taking his last inch. He wet his thumb in his mouth
and rested it near her sphincter. He pulled his cock out so that only
the tip of the head was in her. Brad quickly pushed his thumb into her
ass.

Gene saw the look of surprise on his wife's face as Brad fingered her
ass and she looked like she was about to protest, but Brad slammed his
entire cock into her. Gene thought his wife was screaming in pain, but
he realized she was having another orgasm. Brad kept the thumb in her
ass and leaned forward, grabbing one of her large breasts with one hand.
She came again as he played with her nipples.

"Oh god, I love your cock," she cried.

"That's it," he said. "You don't love me, you’re in love with my cock."

"Yes, yes," she moaned, cumming yet again. "I'm in love with your cock.
I love fucking your big cock."

"Why you little slut," he grunted as he fucked her hard.

"No," she protested.

"Admit it Brenda, Your a big cock slut. You'll do anything for my big cock?"

Gene couldn't hear her answer. He noticed sweat glistening off Brad's
brow and his muscular body shined with perspiration. He removed his
thumb from her ass and put both hands on her hips. He fucked her hard
for about five minutes. His rhythm was off and Gene assumed he was close
to cumming. He hoped Brad wouldn't cum on his wife when he pulled out.
Brad grunted like a bull and quit fucking her, but he held his entire
cock buried in her pussy. Brenda was moaning with pleasure and she
seemed to be having a series of orgasms as he held his entire twelve
inch cock buried in her pussy.

Gene wasn't sure what was going on. Brenda collapsed forward with her
ass still thrust up into the air. This dislodged a little of Brad's cock
and Gene was horrified to see Brad's sperm pouring out of his wife's
vagina. Brad pulled his cock out and rested it between her ass cheeks.
It was still oozing semen which quickly pooled in the arch of her back.
His friend must have lost control and came before he could pull it out
in time. He prayed Brenda wouldn’t get pregnant.

Gene didn't want to get caught so he raced back home. It was almost ten
and he wanted to use the pump before Brenda got home. He invigorated
hoping his cock would take because Brenda would be ready for him. It
didn't, and he fell asleep hoping she would remain stretched out and not
have to go back over to Brad's any more.

He awoke at dawn. Brenda was just getting home. He assumed she had
fallen asleep over at Brads. She looked worn out and was walking
bowlegged. "How was it?" he asked.

"Alright," she answered crawling into bed beside him.

"I hope you’re ready for me and I don't need to see him any more."

"Sorry," she muttered almost asleep already. "Brad says my pussy is extra tight and that I will need to see him about three times a week until you take. "

Gene didn't like that, but fell asleep dreaming of his wife cumming
around his big fourteen inch cock.


 Part 4: Preparing Brenda’s Other Holes


Gene woke up early the next day. Brenda was mumbling in her sleep. Gene
wasn't sure but he thought he heard her saying Brad and cock a couple
times.

His penis hurt this morning and he was surprised to find it was hard. He
considered rolling over and making love to Brenda, but was worried that
would screw with the invigoration process. He reached under the bed and
grabbed the penis pump. He inserted his penis into the tube and started
pumping. It hurt more then normal and he considered stopping. Then he
noticed it growing.

 He realized the soreness was actually growing pains as his penis quickly
turned into a cock. He was scared as it quickly blew up like a balloon
growing to over twenty inches filling the entirety of the pump. Then it shrank and seemed to settle in at
about sixteen inches, even bigger then Brad had predicted. Gene rolled
over and shook Brenda. He prayed Brad's little twelve inch dick had
stretched her out enough for his new monster cock. "Brenda wake up it
finally took."

Brenda opened her eyes and gaped in awe at Gene's cock. "Oh my god," she
cried "it's so beautiful. You’re even bigger then Brad."

"Hurry up we've got to set it," said Gene crawling on top of her. Her
pussy was so wet, his cock easily slid inside. Gene had thrust it in and
out a couple times when his wife screamed in orgasm.

"Oh god Gene," she gasped. "I love your cock. Your so much bigger and
better then Brad. He has a worthless little pencil-dick."

Gene awoke from his dream. His wife was asleep and mumbling something
but he couldn't make it out. His penis was still the limp little worm it
had become since he started using the pump. He reached under the bed and
pulled out the penis pump. He invigorated that morning as he had every
morning for almost half a year.

**********

Brenda never stirred the whole time Gene showered and got ready
for work. He assumed she had accidentally fallen asleep after having sex
with Brad, but she was sleeping so deeply it was almost like she had
stayed awake all night until coming home at dawn. Gene was about to
leave when he noticed Brad outside doing yard work. He was considering
going over to tell Brad that he and Brenda would find another way to
keep her stretched out, when he heard a lawn mower start up. A seventeen
year old black boy mowed their lawn once a week and Gene decided he
wouldn't be able to talk to the Brad over the motor as the big black kid
begin pushing their lawn mower along the hedgerow between their houses.

Gene got home a little late and was relieved when Brenda didn't yell at
him. She was still walking bow-legged and she seemed sore when she sat
down after cooking dinner. She did appear in better spirits though her
mood worsened as the night wore on. He also noticed she kept staring out
the back window or glancing at the phone like she was expecting a call.
She refused to say anything about the night before and they went to
sleep without talking much that night.

The next day Gene came home to find his wife preparing a quick and
simple dinner, which was unusual for her. His stomach sank when she told
him she was going over to Brad's for her second session. "Are you sure
you want to go back there?" he asked feeling dejected.

"There really isn't much of a choice," she answered without turning to
look at him. "Besides, I'm doing this so that you can become the real
man you've always dreamed about."

That hurt his feelings and Gene left to use the bathroom in their
bedroom. He noticed Brenda had been cleaning out their drawers and saw
her sexy set of lingerie sitting on the dresser. He remembered showing
the pictures of Brenda wearing that same outfit to Brad months ago and
vaguely recalled telling him that he could look cause he would never
touch. Boy had that statement been wrong.

They ate dinner in silence. Brenda wolfed hers down and excused herself
to get ready. He tried to watch TV, but couldn't concentrate. Brenda
emerged from the bedroom an hour later wearing the same pair of sweats
that she had the last time. Her hair was down  and she was wearing
makeup this time. She kissed him goodbye and was out the door a second
later.

He watched his wife walk over to Brad's. She didn't dawdle this time,
but practically ran next door. Gene slowly walked to the bedroom and got
out his penis pump. He noticed she had put away the lingerie and briefly
wandered why she had taken it out in the first place. She had only worn
it the one time for him and that had taken alcohol and a special
occasion to get her to wear it. He laid down on the bed and stared at
the ceiling before beginning the invigoration process.

He tried to fight it, but Gene felt a strong desire to check on her
progress tonight and he soon found himself outside and heading for
Brad's minutes behind his wife. Luckily the curtains were still cracked
and Gene silently crept up to them.

Brad was sitting in a chair naked, his massive cock pointing at the
ceiling hard as a rock. Brenda was standing by the bed wearing the
lingerie. At first Gene was angry, then heartbroken. She had only worn
the lingerie for him on their anniversary. It had been a very special
night to Gene remembering how she had shyly let him look at her scantily
clad body for the first time with the lights on. He had fed her drinks
all night and they had helped talk her into letting him take a couple
pictures.

Now here she was in a well lit room actually modeling the lingerie for
their neighbor. Gene felt another burst of pain and jealousy when she
started swaying her hips like she was dancing for him. She ran her hands
up over her hips and stomach, stopping to pull the bra down far enough
so that her nipples stuck out over the top. "Is this helping?" she asked
Brad.

"It helps," he sighed, but I don't think I can do it again." Gene felt a
surge of relief when he heard that. "Is there anything I can do?" she
Asked, looking desperate.

"No," said Brad. "I miss my wife too much. She always sucked me off before sex."

Brenda's eyes flickered down towards his cock standing proudly before
her. "I've never done that before, but would it help if I tried sucking you off?"

"You could try," he said, "but Tiffany's blow jobs are the best in the
world and I doubt you could compete."

Brenda felt a wave of jealousy break over her when he mentioned
Tiffany's name. Brad was smiling at her and she gave him a sly smile
back. She had a competitive streak and was ready to try to give him the
best blow job of his life. She looked at him seductively as she fell to
her knees. Brenda, still clad in the lingerie crawled over towards Brad.
He parted his legs to let her in.

Gene couldn't bare to watch his wife give his best friend the one thing
in the world he desired from his wife more then anything else, but his
eyes were glued to the window.

Brenda stopped crawling when she reached his crotch and she straightened
up so that she was kneeling between his legs. Brenda was a little
daunted as she looked at the mighty cock pointing upwards before her
face. Light sparkled off of a wet spot oozing from the tip.

Brenda nervously reached out a hand and caressed around the fat head of
his cock. Looking at it from this close sapped her self-confidence and
filled her with self-doubt. How was she going to get that thing in her
mouth?

Brenda couldn't resist it, and she held her hand about two inches above
the pee slit. That was how big her husband's cock would become any day
now. She couldn't wait to be fucked by a big cock every night for the
rest of her life.

Brad coughed like he was becoming impatient and she quit daydreaming.
Brenda gulped and wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft. Her
fingers didn't even meet as she pulled it down towards her mouth. She
closed her eyes as she kissed the tip of his cock lovingly. A shiver of
excitement ran up her spine as it made contact with her lips. She didn't
understand why, but she liked being on her knees before this man.

Parting her lips, Brenda took the head into her mouth and stopped. She
realized that she had no idea what she was doing. "Brad, what do I do?"
she asked, removing his cock-head from her mouth.

Brad smiled. She was like a lump of clay ready to be molded into
whatever image he chose. "First, kiss and lick up the sides," he paused
and she eagerly obeyed him. "Now lick down the underside and kiss my
balls." She did everything he said and Brad thought that Brenda liked
being told what to do. "Move your mouth back up to the head and lick all
around it."

Brenda was completely enthralled by his cock. The world ceased to exist
for her except for Brad's commands and her responses. She teased the
pee-slit with her tongue. She put the head in her mouth and ran her
tongue all over it. He told her to gently massage his balls as she
sucked on him and as one hand went towards his testicles, her other hand
went between her legs and she started fingering herself.

Gene almost wished his view was impaired. This wasn't part of the deal.
Putting someone's cock in your mouth was in a way more intimate then sex
and Brad was only supposed to stretch out her pussy. Gene could clearly
see a bulge in Brenda's cheek from Brad's big cock-head and he could see
her cheek stretch out even further as her tongue swirled around it. Brad
had said that women did whatever he told them after getting a taste of
his big cock and it looked like Brenda was following in all their
footsteps.

"Take as much into your mouth as you can," ordered Brad.

Brenda got about halfway before she gagged. "I can't go any further."

"Relax," he said. "Take your time. Now try it again and go a little
further."

Brenda made it another inch before coming up and gasping for air.

"You’re doing great," he told her. "Try to go a little further each time.
Relax your throat and try to suppress the gag reflex. Whenever you need
to take a breather, tell me how much you love my cock and stroke it with
one of your hands."

Brenda nodded and tried again. This time she took about seven inches
into her throat. She moaned around the big cock stuffed in her mouth,
partially from fingering herself and partially from the pleasure she got
from pleasing Brad. He was right, she was in love with his cock and she
told him as much when she came up for air. "Brad, I love your cock so
much," she said watching the eye open and close as her hand stroked up
and down his entire foot long length. "I love sucking your cock. You’re so
much bigger then Gene." She went back down on him. Brenda felt a little
guilty belittling her husband, but satisfied herself with the knowledge
that Gene would soon put Brad to shame in the cock department.

Gene got so sick of hearing her adoring comments, he stuck his
fingers in his ears. Brenda had turned into an animal completely
worshipping the big cock in her mouth. He pulled his fingers out of his
ears in time to hear Brad tell her to look up at him as she sucked him
off. Brenda's eyes stared into Brad's and Gene wished he could wipe that
smug look off his friend’s face. It was a look that said simply, "I'm in
charge and you'll do whatever I tell you." Gene imagined Brenda giving
him that same submissive look as she sucked on his fourteen inch shaft.
His little penis was stiff and Gene remembered that he had brought the
pump with him. He had dropped it when he covered his ears and grabbed it
off the ground. Gene immediately inserted his penis and invigorated
.
"You’re doing great Brenda," said Brad. She had taken about ten inches and
he was starting to thrust his hips as he got into it. She was getting
used to it and coming up for air a lot less. "Not bad. Almost as good as
Tiffany. She can take about one more inch."

Brenda sighed in frustration. She forced herself to take another inch
and was rewarded by a grunt of pleasure from Brad. It wasn't good enough
to equal Tiffany, Brenda had to beat her. Brenda concentrated and pushed
the last inch into her throat feeling his pubic hair tickling her nose.
She had to gag, but kept his entire cock buried in her throat long
enough to look up at him and bat her eyelashes. She came up for air and
quickly returned to sucking his cock. She developed a pattern of bobbing
her head up and down ten inches and taking eleven or twelve every fifth
time.

"You’re much better at this then my wife," moaned Brad. "You might even be
the best cock sucking slut that I've ever had."

She orgasmed when he said that, The orgasm came quickly around her
finger catching Brenda off guard. She had about nine inches in her mouth
at the time and tried to scream in pleasure, but it was muffled by his
cock.

Gene saw his wife shudder and he assumed she had cum. Oh great, he
thought, Brad doesn't even need to fuck her to make her cum. He
continued to watch.

Brenda came up to breathe. She looked down the length of Brad's cock. It
glistened from her saliva. It was red, engorged, and throbbing. "It
looks like it's even bigger now."

"Your making it bigger Brenda," he said. "Don't stop now."

Brenda quickly went back to blowing him. He was holding the back of her
head and he seemed to be doing most of the work as he was fucking her
face. Brad moaned and grabbed her head holding his cock in her mouth. It
seemed to spasm in her throat and she felt it pumping sperm directly
into her stomach. She hadn't wanted him to cum in her mouth and felt
sick to her stomach. She was relieved that she at least didn't have to
taste it, but Brad apparently had other ideas. He removed his still
spurting cock from her throat so that the head was squirting into her
mouth. She gulped twice to keep from gagging. At the last minute, he
pulled his cock out and sprayed a blast in her face. There was a glob
left on her tongue and she rolled it around in her mouth before
swallowing, finding she liked the taste.

Gene had cum a long time ago. If you can call a drop of sperm being
vacuum forced from your penis, cumming, compared to the vast amount Brad
had sprayed on her face and probably squirted in her mouth too. He felt
ill, and stooped thinking he might vomit. This wasn't part of the deal.
Brad was only supposed to stretch out Brenda's pussy, not stick his dick
in her mouth. He heard them talking.

"What's wrong?" asked Brad.

"I feel kind of guilty," answered Brenda.

"I understand," said Brad reassuringly. "I only had you do it to help
out Gene. Your going to suck his cock every night once it fills out, but
not until then, you might throw off the invigoration process."

Gene felt a surge of relief pass through his body. Brad was doing him a
huge favor. Not only was he teaching her how to suck on a big cock, but
he was making sure she liked doing it. Still, stretching out her pussy
was the most important thing and Brad had wasted the night with a blow
job. Gene stood up and got the shock of his life. Brad's cock was still
rock hard and he was climbing on top of a spread-eagled Brenda, who
quickly wrapped her long tan legs around his back. Gene didn't want to
watch any more and left to go home.

As he squeezed through the hedge row, he remembered Brad saying that he
could orgasm five times a day. Maybe he had fucked Brenda until sunrise
a couple of nights ago! Gene's spirits lifted as he pictured the
marathon sex sessions he would be able to have with his wife once his
penis took. He was so elated that he had trouble falling asleep that
night.

He awoke again around dawn. Brenda was just crawling into bed. He didn't
say anything to her, but rolled over and went back to sleep.

When Gene returned home from work, he got out of his car and smelled his
wife's lasagna. He took a big whiff and smiled as he entered his house.
Her lasagna was simply the best in the world.

He went into the kitchen and was shocked to see that the table hadn't
been set and there was a note lying on it. He picked it up and quickly
read through it. Brenda was at Brad's already. Her vagina wasn't
stretching well and Brad wanted to increase their sessions while Tiffany
was still away. Dinner was in the oven.

Gene opened the oven and was disappointed to see a boring old TV dinner.
He sighed and closed the oven door. Though he was still jealous, Gene
knew that Brad was doing more then preparing Brenda for Gene, he was
training her for him. He really owed Brad a lot.

Gene walked out on the deck and took a deep breath. He could still smell
his wife's lasagna. It was coming from Brad's house! Giving up sex was
bad enough, but having her cooking for Brad really pissed Gene off. He
fumed for several hours until it was dark and finally decided to go next
door and demand that his wife come home.

Gene thought that he must be wearing a path to Brad's house as he
squeezed through the hedges again. He noticed the bedroom light on and
decided to peep before knocking. Once again, he made his way up to the
window.

Brad was fucking her from behind. Brenda had an expression on her face
that was a mixture of pain and intense concentration. Gene saw the
trails of tears down her eyes and wondered why she had been crying. He
also noticed that her cheeks were puffy and she had dried sperm on the
sides of her mouth. They had obviously been at it for a while already.

Gene looked back at Brad. He was slowly fucking her, but for some reason
he only had about eight inches buried in her...ASS!  He was fucking her
ass! Gene had never even thought about anal sex. Now he couldn't get the
idea out of his mind. He wanted to be the one shoving his big cock into
Brenda's ass. Brad was really helping him out and he couldn't interrupt
now. Gene decided to watch for awhile before heading home.

The most Brenda managed was nine inches. Brad started fucking her after
giving up trying to get the whole thing in. After about five minutes,
Gene noticed Brenda's big nipples popping out and the expression on her
face changed to one of pleasure. She moaned softly. "Oh god Brad," she
moaned. "Fuck my ass. Fuck me with that big cock." She moaned again and
shuddered from an orgasm. "Harder. Fuck me harder," she implored.

Gene saw her orgasm and noticed Brad was fingering her as he fucked her
ass. Brad picked up speed and fucked her hard for about fifteen minutes,
before groaning as he came. He pulled his cock out of her ass as it was
still shooting cum and he squirted some on her ass cheeks. Brenda spun
around and started planting kisses on his cock. Her ass was facing the
window and Gene saw Brad's semen pouring out of a large hole that had
once been her petite puckered rosebud.

Gene snuck home as they were resting. He had a strong urge to
invigorate.

**********

The next day, Gene got up and realized that Brenda hadn't come home yet.
He showered and went to work. When he got home that night. Brenda was
packing up some of her clothes. Again there was no dinner on the table.
"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I'll be staying over at Brad's," she said matter-of-factly. "He's
lonely without his wife there and besides, he says my pussy still isn't
shaping well."

Gene felt flushed with anger. "Well how's your mouth and ass shaping up?"
he barked at her.

Her eyes widened with shock. "How did you..."

"I've seen everything through the window," he cut her off, feeling
ashamed of himself for peeping.

"How dare you invade our privacy pencil-dick," she screamed.

Gene flinched. "Brenda, that hurt," he said.

"Sorry honey," she said calming down. "I'm just upset that things aren't
going well and I promise that when yours gets bigger, you can put it
anywhere you want, whenever you want. I’ll do whatever you say."

That made Gene feel better and he smiled when she kissed his cheek. She
was out the door minutes later.

He snuck over to watch that night, but the window had been shut and the
curtains closed.

**********

Gene rarely saw his wife for several weeks. She occasionally came home
for clothes or to check her mail. When he asked, she'd only say things
were going well and she should be ready for him soon and to call her if
his penis needed setting.

One night, Gene heard Brad's car pull out of the driveway and he went
next door to ask Brenda a question. She must have left with Brad, he
thought, for the lights weren't on. Just after midnight, they returned.
Gene peeked through the curtains and watched Brad and his wife get out
of Brad's car. They were laughing and hanging on to each other. Gene saw
Brenda stumble and assumed that they had been drinking. When they passed
under the light, Gene was surprised to see that the only thing Brenda
was wearing was a short skirt and a halter top. The top stopped just
under her big breasts and he could clearly see the outline of her
braless nipples underneath it. He had never seen Brenda look this sexy
or this trashy. She was dressed like a complete slut.

**********

Tiffany came home a week later. Gene walked into his house to see that
Brenda had moved back in. She appeared upset and by the time they went
to bed she was getting bitchy and grouchy again.

Several more months passed. Brenda snuck over to Brad's several days a
week for sessions and Gene also noticed signs that they had been fucking
in his bed when he wasn't home.

Almost a year had passed since Gene had started invigorating. Brad told
him that he might be one of the few people that just never take, but
those people were rare and he should keep at it, no matter how long it
took.

Later that day, Tiffany found out her mom had passed away. She and Brad
left to take care of the funeral arrangements and were gone a week.
Brenda was practically climbing the walls by the time they returned. She
snuck off to be with him the first chance she got. When she came back
that day, she seemed depressed and told Gene that Brad and Tiffany were
moving to go live in Tiffany's mother's house.

Gene was ashamed to admit it, but he was relieved to hear that Brad was
leaving. He wanted his wife back. He missed her cooking and he was
thinking about giving up on the pump. He offered to help Brad and
Tiffany pack up and move.

When the day finally arrived, Gene breathed a sigh of relief as he
watched Tiffany's car back out of the driveway and drive off, thinking
they were gone forever. Brad was knocking on their door the minute
Tiffany was out of sight. Brenda had been moping all day, but she perked
up the second Gene let Brad in.

"In there," Brad said pointing at the bedroom.

Gene watched Brenda leap to obey and he called, "There's no need to do
that any more, I've decided to give up." They obviously didn't hear him,
for they ran into the bedroom and locked the door behind them.

Gene heard noises from the bedroom and Brenda's occasional scream of
pleasure. Finally, after about ninety minutes, Brad emerged from the
room.

"See ya pencil-dick," he said as he left Gene's house for the last time.

Gene frowned at the hated nickname. He watched Brad get into his car.
The car was loaded with boxes and soon Brad was out the driveway and
hopefully out of their lives forever.

Gene felt happy for the first time in months. He stripped off his
clothes and went into the bedroom. Brenda was laying on her side crying.
"Don't worry honey," he said getting on the bed and spooning up to her.
"I've decided to quit using the pump and we can make love again." Gene
frowned to see her puffy cheeks and some of Brad's sperm crusted on her
lips. He looked down and saw her rectum was a gaping hole and more sperm
was oozing out. Sickened, he looked away and positioned his penis down
by her vagina. He pushed in and felt... nothing!

Brenda looked at her husband. "I don't want to make love, I need to get
fucked," she cried.

Confused, Gene wiggled his little penis around to make sure he was in
her vagina. He was. Gene was horrified as he pulled his penis out of her. He was even more horrified when Brenda rolled on her back and he noticed how full and round her belly had grown.  He silently got up off the bed and left the room.

BAD ENDING

Two weeks after Brad moved away Gene pulled into his driveway behind the
lawn boy's truck. The big black boy had turned eighteen the week before
and Gene had given him a generous birthday bonus. The boy, Tyrell,
wasn't in the yard and Gene assumed he was inside getting paid by
Brenda. He entered his house.

There was no sign of Tyrell or Brenda, but Gene heard noises coming from
the bedroom. He felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, but
shook his head in denial. There was no way Brenda would be having sex
with a black kid and one almost ten years younger then her. Maybe he was
helping her move something?

Gene opened the bedroom door. Brenda was lying on her back naked, her round pregnant belly bulging. Tyrell was holding her legs apart and fucking her with the biggest, blackest
cock Gene could ever have imagined.  "Brenda," he cried in dismay, while running over to break them up. "What are you doing?"

Tyrell pulled his cock out and roughly pushed Gene backwards so that he
fell on his ass.

"Look Gene. Fourteen inches," said Brenda reaching over to stroke the
black boy's giant cock.

Tyrell smirked down at Gene sitting on the floor. "This is what your
wife needs wimp, a big piece of black meat."

Gene felt envious as he looked at the massive black cock jutting out
proudly from the muscular black kid. His wife was looking at it
worshipfully as she stroked it. She bent over and kissed the big black
head before pulling him back inside her. Gene turned over and crawled
out the door.

Gene realized what a complete fool he'd been. How could he have been
that stupid? He should have never quit invigorating his penis. Now he'd
probably have to start from scratch again. He retrieved the pump from a
box in the den and inserted his little penis once more into the tube.

GOOD ENDING

One year and three months after starting again, it worked. Seeing his
penis suddenly swell up and completely fill the pump scared the crap out
of him, causing him to jump in his seat. Gene was in his office at work
when it happened. He quickly pulled up his pants and raced out to his
car without saying a word to any of his co-workers.

Gene started the car and took his peni...his cock out. It was huge and
he squeezed it desperately trying to stay hard. As he raced home, he
thought over the events of the last  fifteen months.

Brenda had turned into a complete slut. Tyrell had started sharing her
with his friends and a day didn't go by without Brenda getting fucked by
at least one well hung black kid.

Brenda didn't cook much any more and Gene had lost a lot of weight. The
black boys always  made fun of him when they were over at his house and Gene had started
going to the gym with a friend to avoid them. He had put on quite a bit
of muscle and was now in the best shape of his life. Gene wanted a new
look to go with his new lean, muscular body and since the shaven look
was in fashion, he shaved off what little hair remained on his head
until he was completely bald. Cindy, one of the fitness instructors told
Gene that the bald look made him look virile and sexy.

Gene pulled into his drive twenty minutes later and was relieved to see
that his new cock had stayed rock hard. He hadn't had any trouble at all
maintaining an erection. Tyrell's truck was parked in his driveway. He always stopped by around little Bradley’s naptime.

Gene ran into his house stripping off his clothes until he was naked by
the time he reached the bedroom. Brenda was screaming in ecstasy as
Tyrell pounded his cock into her ass. "Get the fuck off my wife," said
Gene pulling Tyrell back.

Tyrell hit the floor and his black face turned even blacker as he
flushed with rage. "Mother fucker, your about to get your ass kic..."
Tyrell's eyes widened as he saw the gigantic sixteen inch cock pointed
at his face. He crawled backwards, shaking his head in fear and denial
until turning over and running out the door.

Gene had never actually won a confrontation like this one and was
turning to go after him when he felt Brenda's hand grab his cock. She
pulled him down towards her pussy. He was so big and hard that she had
to use both hands to bend his cock down far enough to penetrate her.

Gene fucked her pussy for an hour. She told him she loved his big cock
and that she'd only fuck him from now on. He was approaching orgasm and
couldn't believe how big his new cock was swelling up. He pulled it
completely out of his wife to look at it several times before slamming
it back in.

Gene felt the sperm rumbling in his balls. Bigger cock met bigger
urethra. The fat width meant that more sperm could flow through his cock
and the immense length met his orgasm lasted longer. It felt like
gallons of sperm was flowing up his cock and spurting out the end deeper
into her pussy then Brad or any of the black boys had ever been.

Gene couldn't help himself, but after filling her pussy with his seed,
he pulled his cock out and was delighted to see a strand of semen
explode from the end and fly all the way to her face. More kept coming
and he aimed it at her breasts and belly. It was the best orgasm of his
life and it seemed to last forever.

Gene's cock finally quit spewing sperm and it shrank, stopping at twelve
inches, as long as Brad's, but Gene's was still thicker. He caught his
breath for a few minutes while watching his sperm liquefy on his wife's
body. Incredibly, his new cock was growing again, ready for round two.

Several hours after starting, Gene got up off the bed and looked down at
his wife. Sperm was oozing out of her ass and pussy. It covered her body
and a large amount was caked on her chin. She had been in a daze since
the minute he had penetrated her, and she was staring at nothing with a
big grin on her face. He shook his head as he looked down at her. She
had put on a few pounds and even without the sperm covering her, she was
starting to look haggard.

NEW NEIGHBOR

Gene was watering his flower bed along the side of the house near the
moving van parked next door. He had met the new owner earlier. He seemed
a nice young man, scrawny and a little wimpy, in Gene's opinion, but
still it was nice to have someone moving into Brad and Tiffany's old
house.

In the months since his cock had grown, Gene's balls ached a lot as they
grew to accommodate his increased sperm production. He had quit wearing
underwear to feel more comfortable and he had taken to wearing tight
bicycle shorts when in the yard.

He heard the back door open next door and walked along the hedges to say
hello to his new neighbor. A beautiful young woman was in the yard
wearing a robe. She shyly looked around and not seeing him, she slipped
the robe of her shoulders. She was gorgeous and stacked. The woman was
wearing a small bikini that barely covered her firm, full breasts. She
turned to open up a lawn chair and gene saw she was also wearing a thong
that showed off her tight ass. Her husband came outside and she seemed
embarrassed to be wearing such a small bikini. She almost grabbed her
robe, but apparently changed her mind and laid back in the chair.

What a sweet young thing, thought Gene. Her wimp husband probably
doesn't satisfy her. A woman like that deserves to experience big cock
sex.

Gene felt his cock stiffen a little and adjusted it in his shorts, so
that the outline could be seen all the way down his pant leg. He stepped
through the hedges and walked over to meet his new neighbor's wife.

The End

Author's Note: This story is based on another story titled "Fourteen
Inches", by an unknown author. The original may be found at the Kristen
Archives web site. The names and setting have been changed by me, but
the basic plot remains the same. The author X Marks Despot deserves some credit for inspiring me, namely his story “Look at What I Got”.

This was the second story in which I changed my plans for the ending based on a reader’s request. The first was “The Unwanted Houseguest.” Brad was, of course, tricking Gene. It wasn’t supposed to work and Gene would end his days futilely pumping away while his wife screwed Brad. That might have been a better ending, but then the wimp husband deserves to win one every now and then too.