The cum fairy

by brazboy

 There are many mysteries under the sun, most of which will never be resolved—but a few can. Why do men always wake up hard? Why do they usually stop having wet dreams after a certain age? Why do some men snore, and others seem to drool in their sleep? The answer to all these questions is the cum fairy, a magical being which steals your nightly orgasms and gives you a small reward in exchange.

Added: Nov 2022 Updated: 26 Nov 2022 12,827 words 4,260 views 4.5 stars (12 votes)


It’s a stormy night on Earth, but up, above the clouds, it’s the perpetual sunny ever-warm and perfect sky. On one cloud, you have the massive guide angel complex where nice and pretty hairless lads fly around, barely covered, carrying bags of documents and guiding souls from Earth, or taking messages down to that planet. On another cloud you have the guardian angel complex where muscular and tall, powerful looking warrior angels fly up and down, coming to report on their daily missions on Earth protecting humans from all sorts of problems as they were awake. In between them, there’s the cum fairy complex: a massive building of a tall and squared shape, surrounded by massive pillars of a great roundness, from which soar many overly muscular magical creatures, readying themselves for their nightly duties.

While the guide angels are known for their smooth and cute bodies, covered by fine silks which barely hide their small penises and beautiful assess; and while the guardian angels present themselves as overgrown Greek statues of perfectly proportionate Olympian athletes, wearing nothing to hide their long angelic cocks, and equally carrying nothing except for their magical spears; cum fairies are the definition of an overly muscular super-hung hunk: not only are they much larger than a human in size, but their immense fairy muscles cover their frames completely, in a way that one could have considered almost disproportionate. Their tongues and cocks, used in their line of work, are particularly developed, long and fat, as well as powerful. Their cocks are also always hard, hiding their lack of a navel as they stand at attention almost reaching their plump pecs. And they are thirsty, perpetually thirsty.

“Sir, it’s nighttime in the –3 time-zone,” informs one of the cum fairies, as it looks over a massive room full of their kind, with immense clocks hanging over them informing the hour all over the world. Down below, the cum fairies arriving are going to small rooms in their hive-like building, looking for an empty hole in which to deposit their orgasms after having returned from Earth. Meanwhile, the ones that have already deposited their fairy juices and rested are going about doing paperwork or preparing for a long night of collection.

“Send the next team then,” says a strong and authoritative creature, particularly large and particularly handsome of those magic beasts—he’s about 5 meters tall, and his cock covers the equivalent of half his own height, reaching almost to his thick lips. “Many dreams to cover, much cum to collect. I don’t want a single night orgasm gone to waste,” it continues, as its member trembles from remembering his own days collecting wet dreams outside. It has been a while since he graduated from that.

Around his immense manhood, a few guide angels have gathered and are flying around, licking the cum fairy’s pre, as it oozes down its immense shaft—after all, cum fairy liquids are some of the most powerful substances in the sky realms. The immense magical creature scares them away by moving his hands, as if shooing impertinent flies.

“Also, tell Gabriel to control his little minions. If they want to feed on our juices and become cum fairies themselves, they should do it through the ordinary processes,” the immense fairy says, standing up as his balls wobbled falling halfway down his immense legs, and then his cock bobs up smacking hard against his pecs, and his lips, which he uses to lick and kiss his own hardon. “I’ll go check on last night’s collections,” he completes, leaving the bureaucrat behind.

“Yes, sir!” the other overly muscular but smaller hunk replies, before running down to the hall below to organize the next teams of cum fairies to go to earth.

Breno goes back to his dorm straight after swimming practice, without even taking a shower. He does so not because he likes the feeling of chlorine against his skin and ruining his hair, but because he is afraid to be mocked due to his size—what size, you ask? Breno is a strong and well-developed man, his skin the color of caramel containing muscles as delicious as that sweet. He is also well above average in height, being that from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head his body span a nice 189 centimeters—making him one of the taller guys in most places he ever went to.

Perhaps, then, it would be warranted to be more precise about what part of his body worries our poor Breno: it is his tiny sexual organs—his 5-centimeter-long soft cock, which reaches only 8 centimeters when fully excited, and his grape-sized balls. Not only is his junk of a diminutive size, but it looks even tinier in the middle of his burly muscular manly legs and abs. Indeed, Breno hates his tiny sex parts so much that he avoids as much as looking at them—they not only don’t fit the rest of his body, but they sre the one thing about him that, unlike his hair or his muscles, he can’t ever change!

And if one day Breno had thought that he’d be able to get over his sense of insecurities with his junk, all of that had collapsed a few months ago, when he was still in high school. All his spirit was crushed that one fateful day when he, following his 18th birthday, and mustering all his courage, had finally been brave enough to undress at the gym’s locker room after training. But when those two jocks, themselves also seniors at his high school, glanced at him and started smirking and gesturing, something broke inside Breno.

“Breno Longo Reis, huh? I guess the only long thing about is your name,” says an asshole called Júlio Becker, whose long pink cock dangled so low as to scratch halfway down his nice muscular thighs. His pubes were so blond as so be hard to spot.

“Maybe that’s why he is such a good swimmer! Nothing to drag him down!” joked his mate, a slightly taller man that Breno had seen play in the volleyball team many times—Francisco Pato, known by everyone as Pato. His cock was not quite as long as Júlio’s but it was extremely fat and followed by massive balls.

“Fuck off, guys. Why do you pay so much attention to my cock anyways? Want to touch it, huh?” says Breno, trying to be on the offensive, despite the fact that he was already getting red. Pato laughed as Becker slapped his mate’s back, amused.

“Even if I wanted to touch your cock, how could I even find it considering how tiny it is? Do you think I have super vision?” mocked Pato, approaching Breno, lowering his hand, and indeed rubbing his palm against Breno’s tiny manhood, which quickly got hard. Pato’s eyes widened, as he felt the cocklet hardening under his palm, and its tiny size pumping against his skin. “Fuck, you are getting hard from this, and your hardon is this tiny! Come on, I’m bigger soft than you are hard!” says Pato, and then two of his fingers pick and pinch Breno’s small cock, as his other hand grabs his own sizeable softie, and puts them side by side. The comparison thusly created was ridiculous as Pato’s prick was about three times as thick as Breno’s and some 50% longer.

Becker then came in, slapped Breno’s ass with one hard hit of his hands, and then squeezed his humiliated buns. “You know what, Breno? There’s only one way you’ll ever have a big cock, and that’s by using your nice round ass to get them to come to you. But I’m sure a lot of men who don’t know you will be caught by surprise, seeing a large hot athlete like yourself sporting such a tiny little prick,” he says, making Breno blush so thoroughly he felt like his skin might be melting.

“Maybe that’s why he is gay, he knows that’s the only way he’ll ever get real cock!” mocks Pato, and Breno then snaps and pushes them away using his hard-earned muscles.

“Just leave me alone, assholes. If you guys think you are so much better than me then come get me when we are outside, cowards!” says Breno, then running to a stall leaving Becker and Pato alone outside. For a few seconds, they continued mocking their high school colleague, but soon—as Breno continued hidden inside—the two got bored of it and left to shower, leaving Breno alone with his tiny cocklet still totally hard. He teared up a little, but the worst thing is that he then jacked off to the image of Becker’s and Pato’s hot bodies and fat trunks humiliating him. He had the biggest orgasm of his life in that locker room stall, although it was barely enough to cover one of his fingers, and thinking of those two bastards at that! If that isn’t enough for him to hate himself and his powerless cock, then nothing would be.

From that day on, Breno stopped going to gym until he moved cities for college. He also stopped jacking off, as the memory of Becker and Pato would quickly overtake his mind when he was horny, and he felt too bad, disgusted and humiliated to indulge in this kind of pleasure. He didn’t want to feed the power those two already had over him, even in his memory. What he wanted… well, that he couldn’t get: a true man-sized cock.

After taking a nice shower, Breno steps out of the bathroom wearing only shorts and drying his beautiful brown curly hair with his towel. His roommate is there, studying in his bed, his thin body exposed from the waist up, and his shorts showing a nice bulge in between his legs. Breno bites his lips, feeling jealousy and… something else, as he sees that nice volume. Davi adjusts his bulge then, and Breno’s hungry eyes register every second and movement of the fabric and the fat meaty volumes under it, even as he actively tries to suppress that thought.

“Hey, you’re back!” says Davi finally noticing the arrival of his handsome muscular roommate. He ogles Breno’s still moist muscles. His cock, which he had just adjusted a second ago, throbs angrily, getting trapped in fabric again.

“Yeah, I am,” says an unenthusiastic Breno. “So, what was the invitation you mentioned earlier?” adds the hunk going to his bed, throwing his towel over a chair, and laying down in self-commiseration. Davi smirks.

“Ah, yeah, that. My friend Raimundo and I were thinking of going on a hike around Ilha Grande and he suggested I invite you as well. He said it would be good if we could have some athletic guy with us to use as a mule,” says Davi with the sort of odd and not quite funny humor that often got people angry at him. Breno just shrugs, a bit too lost in his feelings to be excited about the idea.

“I don’t know. I’m not really good at hiking. Also, going around all of Ilha Grande, wouldn’t that take days? How can you do a hike over many days like that? Are there hotels all over the island?” asks the muscular freshman. His slimmer colleague laughs.

“No, dude. We’d camp, basically. There are a few hotels and restaurants here and there but mostly we’d be at desert beaches all by ourselves. We’d have to bring food and everything else…,” starts Davi, making Breno sigh.

“No civilization…,” he comments, with scorn. “…and no toilets,” he thinks to himself, as his mind shut down any possibility of the idea automatically. There is zero way he is going to expose his naked body to Davi of all people.

“Yeah, isn’t that cool?” says his roommate, his mind already there, as he smiled thinking of the idea of going with Breno to the beach, perhaps messing with one another. Perhaps even naked? “No, brain, don’t do there,” he tells himself in his mind, as his cock throbs and starts oozing pre under his clothes. He coughs dry.

“Not really,” responds Breno, to Davi’s disappointment. As soon as he does that, Davi is about to argue back, but Breno grabs his pillow, and turns around so his broad back is facing Davi. “Well, good night, man. I’ll be getting to sleep now as I’m really tired, but don’t mind me, all right? I know you have a bunch of books to go over tonight,” says Breno shutting down any further debate.

Davi watches Breno’s muscular back and his nice ass straining his shorts in silence, until Breno pulls a blanket over his body. Davi then sighs.

“Sure, good night, dude,” he says, as his mind is racing wondering if he had somehow offended Breno. Perhaps he was catching up to how eager Davi was to get to know him more and was starting to think Davi had a crush on him? Davi blushes as that thought crosses his mind. “God, fuck, I hope not!” he thinks to himself before standing up, as his cock was just too bothersome under his clothes. “You really want him, don’t you? You evil creature, forcing me make a fool of myself,” thinks Davi cooping his bulge and squeezing it as he goes to the bathroom, to beat up his bad, bad large horny cock.

As Breno drifts off, Davi eventually falls asleep in his studies, letting his book fall on the floor as he rolled over on his bed. Unbeknownst to either of them, a strange figure floats into their room through the walls themselves. The creature can more easily be described as a muscular and handsome magical fairy—it hasrelatively tiny wings which are clearly too small to be physically functional, but it sports a massive human-shaped body about twice as large and four times as bulky as Breno’s. It also wears nothing at all to cover its body—and why should it, given that it is invisible? The gigantic creature’s large hard cock is about 70 to 75 centimeters long, and it slaps its abs covering well past where its navel would have been. It is also completely drenched in warm magical pre which oozes from its slit.

“Hmmm, two for the price of one, huh?” says the creature, as it breathes in the smell of horny lads, sensing it both from Breno as from Davi. The first one was clearly much hornier, but the second one had a stronger smell as his cock and balls were just much, much larger. The fairy licked its lips. “Gotta start with the entree before I go for the main dish,” it thinks and laughs, making its cock throb and slap its abs—it’s really a shame no one could see the large rod move about so naturally as it splashed magical pre everywhere. It truly was a beauty.

The fairy then floats towards Breno, eying him up. “What a handsome lad we have here,” it says, seeing his handsome face calmly sleeping, his muscles exposed as he ends up kicking down the blanket, and one of his hands laid on his hard abs. The hot muscular creature smiles and moves its hands to Breno’s crotch, lowering his shorts to reveal… a tiny hard throbbing cocklet.

“Hmmm,” says the creature, a bit disappointed, but nonetheless, the lad is so hard and clearly his tiny balls are filled to capacity. The fairy can smell Breno doesn’t have sex and hasn’t jacked off in… months! All his juices are exclusively harvested by cum fairies, and as an exchange for his small orgasms the fairies have realized many of Breno’s small wishes—it has even gotten him a nice gay roommate who is into his muscles and also truly wanted to please him, and who’d never hurt him for being who he was (which had cost him about half a year’s worth of tiny nightly wet dreams).

“Poor Breno,” thinks the fairy to itself as its tongue licks the jock’s cocklet, its lips engulfing it like the tiny popsicle it was. Breno moaned hard, his member unused to any sort of attention.

“Hmpf, ah! Hmmm, no, Becker, Pato!” he says to himself, still completely asleep, making Davi turn around on his bed. As the fairy sees this, it moves its body quickly so its legs surround Breno’s body, straddling over his face, keeping him steadily in place. Its magical magnificent cock rubs against Breno’s face, oozing magical cum over his lips, its heavy balls resting on the jock’s forehead.

“Hmm, ahh!” says Breno once more, and that’s when the Cum Fairy takes the chance to push its fantastically large and fat rod into Breno’s mouth and through his lips. Breno gags, sounding like a snore to anyone else who saw it, before his mouth and throat accept it fully and adjusts to the gigantic magical cock which started fucking his face. The fairy’s pre soothes Breno and soon he is sucking and suckling on the massive member as he calms down, even as his own cocklet is getting the action of a lifetime.

As the fairy feels confident Breno is asleep and soothed by its fairy juices, his throat silenced and filled by its magical cock, the Cum Fairy decides to bite and pull Breno’s foreskin, making the lad’s body tremble in pleasure as he tries to moan and talk around the enormous manhood which controlls his body. He gasps, moans, trembles, sucks and cums violently on the fairy’s face—only three tiny ropes of cum, but that was a lot for Breno. The fairy sighs, and its long hungry tongue licks Breno’s cock clean, and then it pulls its own face up from the bulky lad’s groin.

The fairy quickly moves to pull Breno’s shorts back up over his tired wet softening cocklet, and then the magical being pulls its own fantastic cock from the lad’s hungry mouth. It stares down like a hungry overgrown angel watching over sleepy handsome Breno—some of its pre now on the side of the lad’s mouth, later to be confused with dried saliva.

“Are you sure about this, boy?” the creature asks the lad, who, of course, couldn’t hear it—but he has told the fairy all it needs to know during the feeding session, his deepest, ugliest desires, through his tiny erection. The fairy sighed. “Okay, then, I’ll fulfil your wish and have you meet Becker and Pato again, so they can humiliate you in front of your mates from the swimming team,” it says, and lowers its lips onto Breno’s lips, who kisses it back a little.

And the wheels of destiny move.

Still immensely hungry, the fairy then floats over to Davi. This lad is smaller and way less muscular than the last one, but he is cute and he had the typical smell of large cocks that basically every cum fairy is attracted to. The fairy smirks, breathing in the scent of a big manhood, and quickly unveiled the lad’s hot member, lowering his shorts to reveal a 23-centimeter-long oozing rod—clearly it has been jacked off just recently, but it is still impressively hard and needy. The cum fairy licks its lips and lowers itself on Davi’s fat manhood, first kissing it and letting its masculine smell fill its fairy lungs. Soon, the fairy is sucking on the large penis hard as it lowers its immense muscular body on the tall but relatively slim guy.

“Ahh, hmmm, Breno!” says Davi in his sleep, and the cum fairy sighed. It had done such a good job choosing Davi to be Breno’s roommate—actually killing two wishes with one stone—but the two didn’t manage to break the barriers of their teen awkwardness yet, each for their own reasons.

The cum fairy sucks hard on Davi’s large manhood, which is quick to start giving away abundant pre as the slim man moaned. The fairy, worried about Davi’s noises, quickly spreads out its legs, letting its magical and large scrotum fall on Davi’s face. The soothing warmth of the fairy scrotum should have been enough to calm the lad, but he is so horny in his dream that he gasps in pleasure as his large cock pushes deep inside the fairy’s mouth and throat. The fairy licks the large cock hungrily, wanting to take its juice and really enjoying going up and down the long member, but it remains a little worried that Davi would make Breno wake up as he grunts and moves on his bed—his body thrusting his hips forwards to fuck the fairy’s face in an instinctive motion.

The fairy therefore acts in a more extreme way, raising its ass and pointing its cock at the lad’s mouth, pushing it in as soon as he moans in pleasure from the sucking of his glans. The magical cock oozes its soothing and warm liquids, forcing its path down Davi’s mouth and stretching his throat, making him silent as he would seem to anyone else to just be drooling with his mouth open in a circular shape—when his mouth is actually being magically fucked in his sleep, and his trembling white cock is being mercilessly sucked, rather than just shaking in an overwhelming wet dream.

As the fairy works, its sensitive and large tongue connected to the male body’s most sensitive part: the cockhead, giving it direct access to the human brain and thus to the dreams of the man on which it fed. As such, as the fairy engulfs and then pulls away from Davi’s cock, and while its cock fucks Davi’s innocent and otherwise virginal face, the cum fairy can tell what Davi’s mind is imagining deep in his sleep.

In Davi’s mind, he is sitting outside in a desert beach in Ilha Grande, right next to Breno. They were alone, as apparently Davi’s friend has bailed on them and the two roommates decided to continue the adventure by themselves. As they are there, watching the waves and the sun, Davi’s hand is touched by Breno’s.

“You know… I don’t want you to be embarrassed by it, but I noticed you checking me out when I came off of the shower the other day,” says dream-world Breno to Davi, who blushes.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, it’s just that…,” mumbles Davi, but dream Breno shakes his head.

“It’s okay, Davi. I’m fine with that, I was actually checking you too,” says dream-world Breno, and Davi’s eyes open wide, and he gasps.

“What do you mean?” asks Davi cautiously. Dream Breno smirks and turns to Davi, and then climbs over him with his body, pressing him down on the sand, and slowly lowers his body until their lips meet—and they kiss. As their kiss progresses, both Davi’s and dream Breno’s cocks get harder, and start rubbing against each other, as do their chests. Soon it descends into playful fuckery.

The cum fairy sees that, and it also notices how Davi’s dream is extremely detailed about all it knew—his own body is exactly the same as in real life, and so are Breno’s muscles and face, and even his personality. Davi’s brain has no information on the jock’s bulge, though, and his fanciful imagination took it upon itself to imagine it quite a bit larger than Davi’s own cock—which is not only unfortunately not reality but also rather impossible. The fairy sighes around Davi’s large cock in the real world, sucking it deliciously as it overstretches its magical throat. The well-endowed 19-year-old has been close to orgasming for a while, and then dream Breno kisses him and an immense amount of cum explodes from the 23-centimeter-long cock, flowing deep inside the cum fairy’s system, feeding it abundantly.

Davi’s orgasm lasts for a while, and the magical being suckles even its last drooling juices, noticing that despite Davi’s constant jacking off to Breno’s image he still came an order of magnitude more than the small-cocked hunk. As Davi’s cock softens, the fairy pulls away from it, letting it fall with a thud on the lad’s abs, clean and slightly wet. It also pulls its own massive tool from Davi’s gasping mouth, even as the hungry lad tries to reach for it once the immense penis leaves his lips—a natural cocksucker indeed, that one!

For the fairy, though, a Pandora’s box has opened. Clearly, Davi’s biggest wish is for Breno to notice him, and maybe to even correspond to his feelings. But Breno can’t even get out of the closet, much less overcome his trauma around exposing his cock, and he is a million years away from being able to be so proactive as to notice Davi. And all that despite the fact that the two have become roommates because cum fairy magic had selected the two to meet one another, fulfilling each other’s wish to meet someone who would help them grow and accept them in this new stage of their lives.

The fairy licks its lips—Davi has fed it so much… perhaps there is another way? Maybe there is one button it csn press that would make other things fall in place. “Even if it’s something irregular?” the fairy thinks as it glances towards Breno’s bulging body—bulging everywhere but in one place. The fairy then looks at Davi, and then back at Breno.

“Screw the rules, they are both so cute, poor lads. They deserve this,” the fairy says out loud—although no human could hear it, anyway—and it flies over to Breno. “You better use this thing well,” it says, and then the fairy grabs its massive 73-centimeter cock and starts stroking it with its large bulging muscular arms. Its balls are swaying wildly between its gigantic muscular legs, which fly over Breno. It takes but a minute for the fairy to start panting, its cock has already been pretty close to orgasming after serving so many men all night… all night?! Fuck, it’s almost dawn!

Carelessly, the fairy strokes its cock too hard and then ejaculates all over Breno. It is in such a hurry that, instead of giving the lad a reasonably sized cock, it pictures Breno with the same absurd package that Davi had given him in his dream—a whopping 34 centimeters, 50% larger than what Davi had himself, with orange-sized balls to match.

When it realizes what it has done, the fairy gasps in pleasure and fear, as its orgasm continues raining down on Breno. The fairy lowers itself to lick away the magic cum, but it is absorbed too quickly by the lad’s skin, and the irreversible spell is cast.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! When boss finds out what I did, he’ll kill me and strip me of my wings and have me do office work for months!” says the magical being, before it manages to get a hold of itself, lowering its face on its own magic member and licking it clean of its leftover juices. As it did so it glances at Breno, who seemed to be calm in his sleep until a second ago, but is now sweating and contorting himself in pain, getting red from overheating.

“Hmm…so hot,” says Breno, kicking all blankets from his bed as he sweats cold, his body trembling, his skin warming up. He feels needles in his skin and woke up, shooting up from bed, confused—fortunately he can’t see the cum fairy who is still there. He tries to leave his bed to go get some water but standing up makes him so dizzy he almost falls back on the bed.

“Oh….oh my…I’m feeling so weird…down in my….what is going on?” says the confused lad to himself, trembling in sweat as he gets the hardest erection of his life. His hand immediately goes there and he feels like he really needed to jack it off, but weirdly, his penis doesn’t stop expanding even after reaching its full size. It continues growing past his normal meager length and breadth, and it’s becoming even more sensitive than before—it’s like all of Breno’s cock is stretching too fast, and his skin is struggling to catch up to it. Soon it starts to hurt, but it also gives the lad so much pleasure. He gasps.

“Ahh!” Breno almost shouts, and his cock is then a good 16 centimeters long, twice his original hard size! “I’m hallucinating!” he says to himself, absolutely confused by the excess mass he feels in his hands as he strokes way too much cock—but never does he stop. He is still sweating and his body is still too hot, too. “Must be something I ate…” he mumbles, stroking his penis and trying to stand up, but he just can’t control himself enough and so he stays in his bed trying to beat his own horniness out of his rod.

“Poor lad,” says the cum fairy as it watches the effects of its magic. It hadn’t intended for Breno’s cock to grow so much and so fast, but it just couldn’t control its spell in that crucial moment, and now there is no way back! The cum fairy bites its lips as it watched Breno expanding in front of its eyes—the lad’s balls have tripled, no, quadrupled in mass. And yet they continue to expand, to grow and engorge. The fairy’s own cock throbs with lust, smelling from Breno the scent of a horny well-hung muscle stud which gets stronger and stronger with each passing second. “Whatever else happens, serving him will be more fun now, at least,” it thinks.

“Oh, oh no, my body…!” moans Breno as his hips thrusted back and forth, as he jacks his growing manhood mindlessly, surprised that soon his two hands are becoming too small for his shaft. It is now 20, 24, 28 centimeters long—and each time it throbs, each time blood floods inside his penis, it seems to expand further, with no way back. The amount of pleasure flowing from his growth is amazing, as his balls go into overdrive, filling their newfound room with sperm and cum. He gasps. “Fuck….hmmmm…ah! Fuck!” he says, his nerves overwhelmed by the feelings his immense supersensitive rod is sending all over his body.

“What a waste,” thinks the cum fairy, and right then Breno’s immense manhood reached its full size—an immense, furious 34 centimeters of steel-hard purple male meat. The muscle stud gasps, moans, and then to his surprise his cock throbs, exploding and gushing extreme amounts of cum all over his body. Breno trembles, as the bliss of orgasm is too much for him—he feels his muscles twitching from it, as an amount of cum he feels impossible paints his head, chest, abs, and evenhis bed, in a warm milky white. He gasps, drooling as he cums, and then after a few seconds his orgasm subsides and he stays there, bathing on his cum, as his cock starts to soften drooling his leftover juices.

“Fuck…what the fuck just happened!?” gasps Breno trying to catch some breath, trying to understand what he has just experienced, to apprehend the incomprehensible, as he slowly notices that he is naturally fondling a softening rod that it is still gigantic: a full 24 centimeters, relaxed. He has indeed grown. His cock is now immense. Is this real life?

And that’s when Davi mumbles on his bed. Breno’s eyes widen as he realizes the position he is in—fully covered in cum in his own bed, completely naked, with a new immense manhood hanging between his legs. He jumps out of his bed and grabs all his linen. That, he throws in a bag to wash later; and then he goes to shower. The feeling of having a gigantic wobbling meat move between his muscular legs is at once confusing and exciting. He jacks off two more times before the sun is up, and the cum fairy leaves after Breno finally calms down under the shower water and slaps his own face.

“Come on, Breno, this is all you ever wanted, and now you are going to let your big cock dominate you like your tiny cocklet did, like Pato and Becker did? Grow up, like your rod did, idiot! You are the master of yourself!” he tells himself, before laughing out of joy from the size and weight his member now had in his handsome hands. “Let’s limit me touching it to three…four times a day, tops!” he continues, and then squeezes it again, before falling on his knees under the water and literally crying of joy down there.

Once he comes out of shower, Davi is already wide awake in his bed, using his cellphone. Thanks to the soothing effects of the fairy precum, he seems to have ignored everything that Breno has gone through in the previous few hours. Breno, on the other hand, is so profoundly lost in his new body then that he doesn’t even notice Davi’s blush when he walks back from the shower into their room.

Davi, though, he very much does notice Breno. He always does. And as usual he glances down towards his roommate’s bulge which is… now apparently… unusually large?

Breno spend the next few days trying to get over his new cock, and buying new underwear. He is jacking off constantly now, which would typically have meant that the cum fairy wouldn’t get to visit him very often if at all. With Breno’s new orange-sized balls, however, the cum fairy comes visit him every night, and sometimes even twice in the same night. Davi, on the other hand, has gone into a jacking off spree now that he can’t look away from Breno’s bulge. He has become so infatuated with his roommate that eventually he’s decided to take a weekend off and sleep at Raimundo’s place for a couple days, to see if he can return his life to a sense of normality and get over his crush on Breno.

Regardless, as the cum fairy’s magic has designated, a few days after Breno’s growth event, he is to meet Becker and Pato. That happens when he is with his teammates, leaving swimming practice, and going to the locker room to change. Well organized as usual, Breno has been careful to buy a new much larger set of speedos and try and conceal his newfound size from everyone. That works just partially, though, as his new bulge is just too visible in his handsome swimmer’s body—the contrast to his past self being impossible not to notice for the rest of his swimming crew, especially since Breno’s times are also slightly affected by his growth drive.

“It’s hard to believe you were hiding that much junk from everyone, dude!” comments a muscular junior named Elias, as he hits Breno’s naked back with a slap, on their way to the locker room. Breno blushes.

“Well, not hiding, I guess you guys just weren’t paying that much attention to my bulge…” the lad defends himself, and then a tall and lanky senior rolls his eyes. He is the captain of their team, and he is not only incredibly fast in the pool, but also a leader figure to the rest of the lads out of it.

“That’s an impossible accusation. There’s no way everyone wouldn’t notice a cock and balls like yours if you weren’t hiding them, Breno. Besides, half our team is thirsty as fuck for men, I’m surprised they didn’t comment on it the very first moment you came to the pool,” says the captain, laughing, as Elias rolls his eyes.

“‘They’, huh?” he jokes, and soon the small pack of men are inside the locker room and changing. Breno, despite the fact that his cock is now enormous in size, still hadn’t been able to fully overcome his size complex, and so he moves directly to walk towards the stalls where he can comfortably change into his clothes and go shower back in his room. He already has his shirt on when he grabs the handle in one of the doors, and he is about to open it when the door right next to his opens up and he hears a familiar voice.

“What a coincidence! Look who we have here!” says Becker getting out of the stall completely dressed in his nice but sweaty workout clothes. He is even more handsome and muscular than Breno remembers him. “Remember me, little guy?” asks Becker as his hands surround Breno’s shoulders and pulls him into a hug. His words sound strange to the other men in the room given that Breno is, if anything, a bit taller and bulkier than Becker himself.

“Yes, I do. Now if you excuse me, I got to change into…” starts Breno as he gets a chill in his stomach. His own penis starts to engorge a little in his speedos as he remembers his past humiliation, and that makes his cheeks blush.

“No way, dude, long time no see! Who’d have imagined we’d see you all the way here at the Federal University?!” asks Pato, who has been a few meters away but immediately approaches Breno from the other side, once he notices what is happening. The swim team doesn’t really mind what is going on, but a few do eye the three handsome hunks chatting out of the corners of their eyes.

“Yeah, who would have imagined, right? I sure wouldn’t,” says Breno, pushing the other two away and reaching for the stall again. Becker’s arm pushes the door back, however, so Breno can’t easily reach it.

“Come on, why leave so soon; come here, let’s talk as old friends,” says Becker with a smirk as he pulls Breno towards the lockers and away from the stalls. “Now tell me, man, did you already show your new mates why you are always changing and going home without showering first?” he asks, mischievously. Breno bites his lips.

“I guess he didn’t,” says Pato, before he glances at the swim team, some of whom are now staring at that odd interaction. The captain and Elias exchange looks, as Pato grabs his own bulge, showing off to the team suggestively.

“Hey, guys, you two can let my underclassman go now,” says the captain, approaching them with Elias behind him. Pato smiles, unphased.

“Sure, if he wants to go,” he says and glances towards Breno, who swallows dry. He feels so small next to Pato and Becker despite everything—his muscles, his newfound cock size and balls. He just shakes his head, a bit nervously, but also growingly confident that he’d surprise those two bastards with his new body.

“I’m fine captain, thanks,” he says, and the captain just lifts an eyebrow and nods.

“Okay, then. But if those two start bothering you, you know we are here, all right?” he says and goes back to change. All the guys in the swim team are getting naked and taking their soaps and shampoos to go shower. There are cocks of all different shapes, sizes and colors flopping around as they do so. Becker smashes Breno’s massive pecs.

“Hey, why don’t the three of us go shower together then, like in the old times?” he suggests, and quickly pulls off his shirt revealing his nice sweaty pecs covered in blond hair. Pato smirks, and pulls down his shorts, along with his underwear, revealing his nice and plump softie. Becker soon does the same, and reveals his long semi, already a bit wet at its fat tip.

“Sure. Let’s do that, Breno. Let’s show your new mates this amazing body of yours that you worked so hard on,” says Pato, teasingly. By then, more than a couple members of the swim team are staring curiously at Breno, waiting for him to react. They too are curious to see their modest but hot teammate fully naked, and a few are getting hard themselves with the prospect of seeing that—particularly given how big they have recently noticed Breno’s bulge to be.

And that’s when Davi enters the locker room as well, following Raimundo—the friend at whose place he’s been staying over. They are both laughing and covered in sweat, as Davi’s friend—being more experienced in those things—has been helping him with his workout routine. Breno’s roommate glances surprised at the sight of his crush in between two naked jocks, himself covered only by a shirt which barely hide his speedos, and immediately blushes and almost ran back out of the locker room. However, his friend stops him, shaking his head and holding his arm—better to confront your fears than to run away from them, and the same thing goes for your other urges and desires. Davi bites his lips, his large cock suddenly awake in his shorts. Would it be now that he’d see what he has long longed to know the length of?

“Come on, we are both naked, it’s a bit embarrassing that you are still wearing a shirt, man,” says Pato as he moves his hands to Breno’s hips, grabs his shirt, and pulls it off the muscular swimmer’s torso, who even ends up lifting his arms by instinct. As soon as the shirt is pulled away, though, everyone gasps—Breno’s incredibly beautiful almost naked body is on full display, and it is carved like a true Adonis, a David sculptured in carnelian stone. The one part of his body which isn’t fully revealed is mostly tightly engulfed by overstretched fabric, except for a fat furious one-eyed head, poking up out of Breno’s speedos as his member has slowly grown to a semi-hardened state and become uncontainable. The beast is obviously a snake of biblical proportions, one out of myths, the singular part of Breno’s body most unlike a classic statue.

“That’s…what?” says a confused Pato, as Breno’s free cockhead, its foreskin pulled back by the tight speedos he is wearing, oozes a small amount of pre down the swimmer’s legs.

“No… wait… come on, that’s impossible…” says Becker as he too gazes at the focus of everyone’s attention. As Breno feels everyone’s eyes on him, his cock throbs and grows even harder, and suddenly a good ten centimeters of purple manmeat are poking out of his speedo, the flow of pre becoming like a small waterfall.

“That thing is…huge,” says one of the guys in the swim team, in awe, as the captain glances at Breno and gasps in shock, and Elias—who is naked—grabs his own penis and starts fondling it. A bit away, Davi’s eyes widen crazily as he sees the promised meat obelisk, and he shakes his head in denial. “It can’t be… that thing is too perfect… it seems just like my wildest fantasies!” he thinks to himself. At the same time, Davi’s friend’s eyes also grow in shock, and he glances back from Breno to Davi, blushing as he understands why his friend is so infatuated with this perfectly hot and handsome jock roommate of his.

“Fuck off, Pato,” says Breno, his loud voice filling the room as he pushes the other man away, grabbing his shirt from the shocked bully’s hand. He then lowers his own speedo, blushing as he does so, but with the sudden realization that now this massive long manly log is his cock, and so he has nothing to fear by exposing his member to his high school bullies. “You wanted us all to be naked, so here I am,” says the increasingly confident Breno.

As Breno drops his speedos, his penis jolts up and slaps his abs with amazing strength and a loud wetness. The sound of the meat-on-meat slap fills the room, being followed by awed gasps. Becker’s cock is growing to a full hardon now, although Pato’s is still soft as the man frowns, offended by reality’s betrayal of his expectations. Davi’s member, meanwhile, jumps up under his shorts, as does his friend Raimundo’s. Even the captain is now fully hard—his thin 19-centimeter cock standing proudly at attention—and Elias has to force himself to let go of his own member, or he knows he’ll start actively stroking it. Breno’s furiously oozing rod is just too big, too hard, almost reaching his plump, muscular chest! It seems impossible, and impossible to ignore it is.

“Come on, that’s can’t happen!” says Pato, and Breno just rolls his eyes. Yeah, he is right, it can’t happen, and he knows it. Yet, here it is. There is no running away from reality anymore, for either of them.

“Can, can’t, who cares? Here it is,” says Breno, and he takes a step towards Pato, who takes a step back immediately. Breno doesn’t let the distance between them increase though—he moves to cut the space between them, shifting his hips so his cock wobbles around, and then rubs it on Pato’s abs a little, covering them in his warm pre. “Now you showed the team why I don’t shower with them. I guess I might well start, from now on. Why don’t the three of us wash together today, though?” suggests Breno, his cock jumping in excitement at its new situation. Pato mumbles something.

“That’s a joke! “ accuses Becker, as he stares at the giant member’s gaping oozing wet hole. “You had a tiny cocklet, it’s impossible that in just a few months you’d grow that… that thing!”

Breno turns towards Becker with a smirk. “It’s not a joke, can’t you recognize a cock when you see one? Or is seeing not enough for you to believe it? Maybe you want to touch it to feel it’s size?” asks a mocking Breno. Becker’s hands close and open in a fist, as though the lad truly wants to reach and touch Breno’s member. The larger guy laughs, seeing that, and continues. “I am surprised too. I don’t remember the two of you being so much smaller than me, to be honest. I guess I hit a growth spurt after coming off to college,” says Breno, as he turns and closes in towards Becker, their manhoods rubbing together as do their muscles. Becker raises a hand slowly, until it quickly snaps, grabbing both of their hard cocks and giving them a squeeze—one about one third larger than the other in length and girth. An amazing difference.

“I can’t believe it… it is fucking real, Breno… fuck!” says Becker, a bit overwhelmed as he slowly starts stroking the two manhoods together, to Davi’s and everyone else’s utter shock. Elias’s own cock is oozing pre now, and the junior soon decides to give up on resisting and starts to stroke his own member too-—it is a nice fat, above average cock, but it is barely 50% as big as Breno’s immense penis.

“This is getting weird as fuck…” whispers Davi’s friend, as his own hand reaches for his bulge and he coops and fondles it a little. Davi meanwhile, is fully hard under his shorts seeing his crush naked, his ass fully exposed, his muscles bulging powerfully, his proud erect member smashing against another jock’s smaller but sizeable cock. He just moans as he feels too warm, imagining himself touching Breno, talking to Breno about his body. Davi blushes, embarrassed at his own thoughts, but he just can’t look away or do anything other than try to engrave this scene deep in his memory.

“I guess that’s right, Becker. Now you are the one eager to get some truly big cock, aren’t you? Well, welcome to the club,” says Breno, and then he moves his hips as to force his cock up and down against Becker’s excruciatingly hard penis, as the bully is stroking the two hardons together. Becker’s cock is now also oozing lots of pre, as everyone watches the two studs there, in a shocking display of their full bodies.

“No, hmmm, I’m straight, I just… it’s just novel to me… someone like you can have a cock like this, I know you did something… you can’t fool me,” says Becker as he actually moans more from the stimuli his cock is receiving, and from Breno’s muscles rubbing on his own chest, still unwilling to accept the reality of things. Davi, watching that, is biting his lips to try and contain his body, but his cock is throbbing hard under his shorts, his engorged cockhead rubbing against his skin and his underwear’s gentle fabric. His hands go to Raimundo’s shoulder and squeeze it, making his friend look back at his tortured face.

“Davi…?” he asks, a bit confused, but then Breno just laughs and pulls away from Becker, slaps his ass and moves his hand around Pato’s shoulder, and then the other over around Becker’s hips.

“Regardless of whether I can fool you or not, let’s do as you said and go take a shower, the three of us,” says the now surprisingly confident Breno, pulling the two other men away alongside him to the showers. Their asses and balls sway as they walk out, and Davi simply can’t contain himself anymore and cums in his underwear with a gasp as everyone watchesthe three jocks going further into the showers. Raimundo seems concerned as Davi’s worried face becomes inundated by pleasure, and then fear.

“Maybe… let’s go shower at your place?” suggests Davi, and Raimundo nods, as they go to get their things.

Breno, Becker and Pato go to the showers—one of those large open showers that often exist in old gyms, including those at public universities which haven’t had a makeover in years. The first two men are hard and their cocks move about against their abs as they walk—Breno, proudly; Becker, a little confused and embarrassed. Pato is fully soft, however, feeling surprisingly powerless next to Breno. Suddenly, for the first time in a long time, Breno’s larger muscles are domineering to Pato’s tall but thinner body.

“Come on, which one of you two will wash my back?” asks Breno, and then Pato and Becker glance at each other, trying to gesture for the other to do it. Breno loses his patience, and grabs Pato’s hands, handing him a soap. “You do it…” he then turns to Becker. “And you can do the front,” he says with a smirk. Soon the two studs are actually soaping up Breno’s large, proud muscular body. Pato is moving his hands around Breno’s nice broad shoulders and thin muscular waist, while Becker is having a hard time soaping up all the nookes and crannies of Breno’s large pecs and abs while avoiding his gigantic oozing cock. Becker’s own cock is hard and throbbing then, and Breno smirks seeing the thing bob up and down in front of him, reacting to his body.

“Wait, Becker, your cocklet is kind of bothering me. Let me help you with this thing,” says Breno as Becker glares in shock, before Breno’s muscular hand quickly grabs his nicely proportioned cock and starts soaping it up and down with a tight grip.

“Stop, you fucking fag! If you handle it like this…hmmmm… I can’t guarantee I won’t…” starts Becker, feeling his own nice cock being rubbed and jacked off by Breno, while soaping his muscles and staring at the larger man’s own majestic member. Breno smirks and seeing how bothered Becker is, he cleans up his cock harder, focusing on his purple cockhead, which is oozing slicky liquids.

“Won’t what? Please speak clearly,” says Breno, and Becker blinks and then suddenly moans, his cock throbbing and gushing cum towards Breno’s naked body. Becker moans, orgasming, his dick exploding and pushing gush after gush of male seed on himself and Breno, while he tries to keep his noise to a minimum, as there are enough eyes glancing towards them as it is. Those eyes include Elias and the team captain, who are a bit shocked at Breno’s sudden domineering behavior. Seeing his bully so bothered as he cums, Breno smiles as his abs and chest are covered in cum, which slowly runs down thanks to the shower water.

“Cum…” says Becker as his orgasm subsides, becoming a small stream gushing out of his red cockhead. Breno shakes his head, squeezing the leftover juices out of Becker’s cock.

“Damn, how irresponsible, man. Now you have to wash my chest all over again,” he says, and Becker blushes before he starts over with his chore. Meanwhile, Pato has been avoiding Breno’s beautiful ass while soaping up his broad back, but while doing so his own cock does start to engorge, although Pato seems unable to get a full hardon in Breno’s presence, for some weird reason. When Breno though his own body is clean enough, he smiles and looks at naked Pato and Becker, and grabbing some soap to clean up his own shaft, he told the two lads to help each other now.

“Come on… this is ridiculous, we can wash ourselves…” Pato starts saying, as his hand squeezes the soap anxiously, his eyes turned towards Becker.

“Yeah, you can’t just tell us what to do and expect that we will follow you! Who do you think you are? We aren’t gay like you!” asks a fiery Becker, eyeing as much Breno’s eyes as Breno’s penis. Breno just smirks, and takes a step towards both lads, his hands moving behind them to their asses, squeezing their beautiful buns, as he pushes them back towards the bathroom wall.

“If you don’t help each other, then maybe that means you want my help, after all?” he asks, and eyes the two studs seriously, as they can’t avoid his gaze once their backs hit the cold tile wall behind.

“Fuck off! We aren’t into this shit like you are!” accuses Becker, and Breno grabs the lad’s hardening cock once more.

“Whatever you say, Becker. You are the one who was always interested in other guy’s cocks, even mine, back then. Did something change?” asks Breno, teasingly. Becker spits on him.

“You did! Get away from me!” says Becker, and Pato just looks away as the spit flows down Breno’s face thanks to the shower water.

“Yeah, but you haven’t. Just wash yourselves now, then, since you don’t seem to be able to deal with this; or yourselves, really,” says Breno, before leaving the shower all by himself, with Becker and Pato staying there naked, against the wall, side by side, under the water.

Once Breno is gone, Pato does grab a soap and starts cleaning Becker’s nice chest, before he is pushes away by his friend’s hand, aggressively.

“What the fuck are you doing, dude?!” he asks, annoyed. The soap falls on the floor and a broken Pato sighs and lowers himself to get it. He picks up the soap but when he is there squatting on the floor, he looks up to Becker.

“Come on, you don’t need to be like that between us,” Pato says, disarming Becker ever so slightly.

Davi doesn’t muster enough courage to follow Breno into the locker room—he and his friend just change clothes and go back out, planning to shower at Raimundo’s place. However, the lovestruck lad can’t take Breno’s image from his head; he is just too much, too perfect. That scene would become fap material for the rest of Davi’s life, as it is now deeply engraved in his mind.

“What a sad, shitty life,” he thinks to himself as the two lads walk in silence to the bus stop, until Davi’s friend finally says something.

“Now I guess I understand why you needed some time away from him. He is just too hot for your own good,” says Raimundo, softly. Davi nods.

“I was having a hard time living with him before today…now? I don’t think there’s any hope for me anymore,” he complains, and Raimundo bites his lips.

“But what about confessing? You had planned that out, no? During our trip to Ilha Grande…” says Raimundo, Davi nods.

“Yeah, but he didn’t want to go and… I don’t know, I think I’m not good enough for him, he probably doesn’t even think much of me and… I am not even 100% sure he is even gay. You saw him, he is just…” Davi starts.

“Too much, man?” asks Raimundo, interrupting his friend, and Davi nods. He sighs, tearing up a little.

“I guess I’ll just go back to our room, try to contain myself and… eventually, next semester, I’ll see if I can move out. It hurts a lot, even if seeing him is nice, even when he is pleasant and friendly… knowing I can’t be with him is so painful,” says Davi, and Raimundo hugs his friend, rubbing his arm as they touch the tip of their heads.

“I know, but life isn’t a fairy tale. Things are shitty like that, we fall in love with straight men, with men who don’t want us. There’s no fairy who will fix things for us, we have to learn to live with the cards we are dealt,” says Raimundo, and Davi nods, but his body shakes a little, and he tears up.

“I know… but it still hurts,” he says, and the two continue down their path to Raimundo’s home where they’ll chat and order some food out while watching movies to try and cheer Davi up. Their strategy works, although by Monday, when Davi decides to go back to the room he shares with Breno, all the floodgates of his heart are opened up once again.

When Davi comes back to their room, Breno welcomes him without any real change of attitude—he is really as solicitous and sociable as before, which is kind of good for Davi although it doesn’t help his feelings of love and helplessness one bit. One change, however, is that now Breno has become less shy about revealing his body, which suits Davi’s interests although it keeps him constantly on the edge. Now Breno is constantly walking around in his overstuffed underwear, and won’t mind changing them in plain sight. Seeing his immense meat wobble and shake, heavily and vividly, as it is stuffed into overly tight underwear, is a sight to behold—and one Davi’s eyes have a hard time turning away from.

“I hope you don’t mind that I’ve changed my habits a little,” comments Breno once, totally aware that he is behaving so differently now that his cock more than matches the size of the rest of his body. Davi blushes, feeling as if he has been caught doing something naughty, as his roommate lowers his underwear, which made his softie fall slapping his massive legs. The meat cannon is just so enormous it is impossible to ignore. Breno walks, gets a different pair of undies, and starts dressing them, which makes his ass move beautifully, spreading up and around as he moves his legs.

“No, I understand you got more comfortable with your body as we got to know each other more…” responds a naïve Davi, unknowingly. Breno laughed, as Davi is too busy seeing the hunk pull his underwear up—it is amazing to see the fabric being stretched to accommodate his immense balls, his fat cock, which laid so long and heavy to the side, like a tube longer than Breno’s own hips.

“Yeah, I’ve gotten more comfortable all right,” replies Breno, wondering if he can have ever become like this had his cock not… magically grown like this. And right then he remembers Davi’s invite to go with his friend to Ilha Grande, which now Breno thinks would be something fun that he has no real reason to avoid. So, as his junk is comfortably contained, he turns to Davi and smiles, and decides to accept the invitation for the week-long hike during the approaching extended holidays.

“Remember that idea of a trip to Ilha Grande…?” starts the jock, as Davi nods almost without realizing, hypnotized by the immense contained manhood Breno is always carrying around now. “I was thinking about it and… if that invitation is still up, and as long as you and your friend will have me, I’d love to go,” says the handsome jock, as Davi nods more, before he slowly realizes what he is aggreging to. Suddenly surprised and excited, the lad looks up to Breno’s eyes.

“No! I mean, no problem at all! We’d love to have you come, come with us!” he says eating up words as he stands up and quickly changes into over-enthusiastic planning mode. From that point on Davi will start buying all equipment they need for the hike, as well as maps and even notebooks where he’d make lists and more lists of things they have to do or shouldn’t forget for their trip. Putting his relationship with Breno under a more objective-centered lens during the following weeks also helps Davi to slowly get a hold of his feeling for his roommate, in such a way that he can almost start convincing himself he is getting over his crush on Breno.

And yet, the two are spending more and more time together as the days pass by—Davi has started visiting Breno’s swimming competitions with some friends to root for him, at times, and the two are meeting all the time after class to eat, and just hang and have fun. They go out to drink and even hang with each other’s friend groups, these last few dates. It is like a lever has been moved and now their relationship is developing naturally as friends, as if Breno has finally given himself room to engage with people more, and Davi is being able to manage his expectations in a more productive—albeit not fully satisfactory—manner.

Another change is that Breno has come out—well, not in a serious formal way, no. He has just started being more open about his homosexuality, in such a way that made those around him unambiguously know he isn’t straight. One can say he has ‘owned’ that which everyone has already heard about here or there, from people who have known him since high school. After all, the gossip network which goes on around college spreading the news of Breno’s sexuality and also everything else about him is unstoppable. Being more open about that side of himself, though, meant that Breno is suddenly a very popular guy in some circles—to nobody’s surprise, considering he is handsome, hot, and also pretty nice as a person. That which is surprising, though, is how little the big man seems to take advantage of his wide-reaching fame.

“I’m not really desperate, man, I just do what I feel like doing,” responds Breno to Elias when asked about why he is so often refusing some of the guys he doesn’t feel much of a connection with—even some hot ones, like the captain of the volleyball team. Elias shrugs.

“Well, you do you, I guess,” he says, a bit unconvinced but also not particularly bothered as Breno has been playing around with almost all guys in the swim team, anyway. Including Elias himself, of course.

And so, suddenly, the day comes when Raimundo, Breno and Davi are going to Ilha Grande together. They take a bus to Angra dos Reis, and then the ferry to the island itself, each carrying a large backpack full of supplies and necessities, and all they need for their almost week-long hike around the island, visiting its desert beaches and some small towns. The lads are all excited when they arrive in the island, and soon they start their hike around the island’s full perimeter. They walk a lot in the first day, but are also quite fast as they are still very excited and well rested, and so the lads end up arriving at the resting stop before three o’clock in the afternoon. Having plenty of time for themselves, they decide to play on the sand and crystal-clear warm summer ocean before setting up tents and making a fire.

“I’m glad I decided to come, to be honest. I think it will be fun to relax a little, away from the city, away from everyone at college,” says Breno as he smiles to Davi, the two of them unpacking food they’d be cooking for dinner. The truth is that his roommate has become quite a close and dear friend to Breno since he has finally stopped being ultra-worried about hiding his body and other parts of himself from that which is the person physically closest to him right now—the one which is once the biggest threat to his secret.

“Yea, I’m also glad you came, and so is Raimundo, I bet. We couldn’t carry all this paraphernalia without you!” jokes Davi with a smile, as Breno laughs, knowing he is carrying quite a bit more than the two smaller lads. But that is fine, he is the strongest one anyway.

“So, should we have corn and beans or rice and beans today?” asks Breno, taking off some cans from his backpack. Davi laughs heartedly.

“Whatever you like, man. I don’t mind either way,” he responds, getting their pot, and then he sighs. An amiable silence dominates the space between the two guys as they set up to cook. Davi interrupts the silence, as he slowly looks at Breno. “You know, I’m happy we seem to have gotten closer in the last few weeks. I feel like we weren’t on such good terms before as now, I like our situation now better, to be honest,” he says, and Breno looks at him, first serious, and then smiles.

“Yeah, I like it too. I think I wasn’t in a good place before, but now I am. I’m glad you are my roommate, other people wouldn’t have been as understanding,” says Breno, as he starts opening the cans of corn and beans. Davi shakes his head.

“Nah, I didn’t do anything, I was just there,” he says, and Breno shrugs.

“I guess, but I mostly ignored you and you didn’t develop a grudge. You were always kind and I was a bit of a cold ass,” he responds, and Davi laughs. So that’s how his excitement about Breno’s every move has been perceived by him? Not that unlucky. He sighs again, silence falling between them as Raimundo is far off collecting some fruits and berries for their small meal—there are loads of mango trees everywhere, which seems very juicy and ripe.

“So… Breno…” starts Davi, and Breno glances at him while still opening up the cans.

“Yes?” he asks, and Davi swallows dry, nervous. Was he really about to…?

“So, yeah, I have to apologize too, though. I wasn’t just quite being nice to you,” he says, nervously. Breno laughs.

“Oh, no? Then what? You are just so kind that even when you are being cold you seem warm and cute?” asks an amused Breno, as he finishes opening the cans and then turns around so Davi has his full, undivided attention. The lad is starting to sweat, getting a little nervous. Breno notices it and moves his hand towards Davi’s cold sweaty hands. Davi’s eyes widen and he pulls his hand away, to Breno’s surprise.

“No…no,” says Davi, trembling a little of anxiety. “I just, well, I was just very into you, from very early on,” he confesses, and Breno continues there staring at him.

“Oh, ah, I see… from early on?” he asks, slowly, and Davi nods.

“Yeah, I mean, given what you look like it isn’t a surprise, is it? Besides, you say you were grumpy but you were always kind to me, you never judged me and always helped and talked to me so, yeah, I kind of got into you,” says Davi, feeling as if a weight has been lifted off his chest as he says those words. “But I mean, now I’m kind of over that, I feel that we have become closer as friends…” he starts quickly, until Breno interrupts him.

“And so you aren’t into me anymore?” he asks, lifting an eyebrow. Davi coughs a little, not knowing what to respond.

“I… I mean, you don’t need to take this as a confession… let’s just enjoy our trip. I just feels like it would be good to be honest, put it out there… you know…?” says Davi, picking up the cans of food and pouring their contents on the two pots they have brought for their gas stove. Breno grabs the pots from Davi’s hands, and puts them down on the sand. The waves are hitting the beach way behind them, ahead, the wind gushes against the tropical trees. The sun is shining a bright yellow. The day is pretty and hot. So hot.

Breno forces Davi to turn around and look at him, their eyes meet.

“But can I, if I want to?” asks Breno, and Davi looks up and down, trying to avoid his gaze as he blushes hard.

“I mean… yeah… but I don’t want to pressure you, or lose our friendship or…” he starts and then slowly lowers his eyes to meet Breno’s. “I really like you, I guess… it’s not just a physical thing, I don’t think I could take, having and then losing…” he completes. Breno lets go of him, and Davi feels suddenly deprived of his touch—he feels abandoned, really, as the warm powerful hands release his arms.

“I see…” says Breno, thinking for a little while. He then stands up, and moves closer to Davi. “You know what, though? It’s no pressure at all…” adds the stud, as he lowers himself against and over Davi’s body and their lips touch. Suddenly, Davi’s tongue invades Breno’s mouth, and the two are soon kissing passionately and becoming increasingly hot and bothered as they fall on top of each other, over the sandy ground. Breno, now less shy than ever, soon starts removing his clothes, revealing his beautiful body which only looks right au naturel amidst the wonders of nature.

“Breno! What are you doing?” asks a shocked Davi, as his roommate exposes his massive chest to the elements, and then soon after throws away his shorts. Breno kisses Davi again, and his cock starts hardening fast, rubbing against Davi’s clothes, and the pushing under his shirt, reaching the lad’s cute abs. Davi can feel its weight, and warmth and… wetness. He moans, under the spell of Breno’s touch. He gasps, as Breno pulls a little to respond.

“I’m doing what I want, I want to try us,” says Breno to Davi’s shock but delight. “And this is a desert beach anyway. Who cares if your friend will see us, too? I have got nothing to hide… and I think neither do you,” completes the hunk with a smirk as he feels Davi’s sizeable bulge hardening under him.

Cum fairy Cambiel returns from its nightly duties, its balls almost completely empty despite a hard night of hard sucking. It flies into the massive cum fairy buildings, fills up the documents registering all the wishes granted, all the cocks sucked, all the human cum collected, and then it goes immediately to one of the rooms where younger cum fairies in training are waiting to milk its majestic magical manhood. Yet, when the younger cum fairy smells Cambiel’s cock, it immediately notices its long 73-centimeter cock has already orgasmed, and used a great deal of magic doing so—and so a supervisor is called in.

“Cambiel! I can’t believe you not only wasted an orgasm to make a human wish come true, but you threw away almost all manly energy that you collected for it! You think we run a charity here?” complains the supervisor, aggressively grabbing Cambiel’s immense meter-long cock, squeezing it in disbelief at its true dry state after a whole night of sucking.

“I’m sorry, sir. I just couldn’t avoid helping my human, you know, he was a poor hunk with a tiny cocklet who really needed the boost to get his life back on track. Besides, another one of my humans wanted it too and I’m sure Breno will soon pay us back with more than enough cum in exchange for the desire I fulfilled!” Cambiel argues back, as the cum-fairy-in-training watches the two massive seniors debating, hoping it can one day be so big and muscular as them. Its 33-centimeter-long fairy cock hardens and throbs at the thought of it.

“Ridiculous! You know this isn’t how things work. We give men rewards in exchange for their cum, not the other way round! You can’t make the laws as you will them to be, these are the rules of creation! I’ll have to take your case to our boss,” says the supervisor, then taking notes as Cambiel frowned.

“Well, all right then! And I’ll take the case to the owner then! Just because things have always been one way it doesn’t mean they have to continue being that way forever!” argues back Cambiel, making his supervisor gasp in shock, as their junior gasps in delight seeing their immense cocks slapping one another as they argue. The supervisor takes a massive red stamp, and stamps Cambiel’s large and hard right pec, right above the nipple. After a large thud, there’s a word in wet red ink written over Cambiel’s skin: “Probation,” it says.

“I would suspend you from collecting human cum until your process is over if we weren’t so short staffed, but as of now I’m putting you under probation, which means you can only grant wishes which have precedent with each individual human for the foreseeable future,” says the supervisor, seriously, and he swings his hips making his larger rod smash Cambiel’s smaller one, which bobs under the weight of the supervisor’s harder and fatter member. Cambiel frowns.

“This is ridiculous! I am a licensed cum fairy and I should be able to decide—” it starts protesting, and then its supervisor shakes its head ,cups Cambiel’s big balls with his warm hand, and squeezes them, feeling their emptiness between his fingers as he massages them.

“Since you can’t give me guarantees these will come back full at the end of the night, you should consider yourself lucky that I haven’t suspended you license. Dismissed,” says the supervisor, and Cambiel closes its fists and nods, leaving. Only the junior cum fairy stays there, needy for cock and hungry. The large cum repository in the room also stays there, missing a part of its daily quota. The supervisor goes to the younger handsome fairy and pets its head.

“Don’t worry, I’ll get you someone else to train and feed you until then,” says the larger fairy.

The smaller one nods, almost overwhelmed by the strength of the smell of the larger one. It licks its lips, and thinks to itself. “But is it so bad to make a human wish to be larger come true, isn’t that what we all want, anyhow?”

Fortunately, the junior fairy is smart enough to keep that thought to itself.


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