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By TheSizeKing 
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Part 1: Introduction

Hi. I’m Patrick. I’m writing this blog to set the record straight. I guess that over the years, my story has been twisted and misconstrued, so I wanted to document things from my side.

But I’m getting ahead of myself.

I was 21 when my real story began. I’ve been pretty much average my whole life up until that point. I grew up in a typical suburban neighborhood, went to public school, drank underage at high school parties, went to a big four-year college, and got a big-boy job with my degree. Typical.

I studied hard, and didn’t really go to parties much, so I didn’t gain any weight while in college. If anything, I probably lost weight from the stress of school and not really eating. Regardless of the reason for why I lost weight, I did, and I ended up weighing about 130 pounds when I graduated. I guess a strong metabolism really helped me out there.

You may not think that this story is interesting so far, probably because it isn’t. It’s boring, actually. But the one thing that I have always had that was… abnormal was my endowment. Downstairs.

I started puberty just like everyone else. I didn’t start early either; in fact, I was two years behind my friends. But, boy, did it kick into overdrive when it did start. Every young boy compares their penis to each other, and my friends and I were no different. It stopped rather abruptly, though, when I started getting much larger than my friends without slowing down.

That was the first time that I knew that what I had wasn’t normal. Most of my friends were average-sized, except for Sam, who didn’t seem to grow at all during his puberty cycle from his prepubescent size. Poor guy. A lot of them stopped growing around 4-6 inches, but when I measured one day and told them that I was at 8 inches, their jaws dropped. We all went to the cafeteria during lunch and I whipped it out, gave it a few strokes, and presented my big dong to my friends.

They were speechless, of course, and they all promptly left the bathroom and went back to our lunch table. I joined them a few minutes later while I… took care of business, and I was nervous about what they would say. Miraculously, they acted like nothing had happened and we never spoke of it again.

I decided that I shouldn’t be so forward about my size. That incident embarrassed me, and it wasn’t until college that I figured out how to use it. Yeah, I know, a late bloomer in that department too.

But this story isn’t just about my above-average package. It’s about how it continued to grow into what it is today. Many would say that it’s impossible, but we’ve long since moved past that. I don’t know what kind of rumors have been spread about me over time, but the following accounts are 100% true.

Besides, what would I stand to gain from this? I’m already getting a lot of attention, and certainly got more size downstairs, so this is just to clean the slate, as it were. Without further ado, let’s begin.

Part 2: My First Boyfriend

AGE 21

So we’re going to jump ahead to my junior year of college, because I was stuck at 8 inches all through high school and most of college. The only major difference is that I was came out as gay my freshman year, but it’s not really that interesting of a story, and really isn’t why you’re here.

I had one-night stands with a few guys here and there, and one girl just to try it, but I hadn’t been in any sort of committed relationship until my junior year. I met Drew in one of my business classes, and we were forced into being partners for a project. I knew he was cute the minute I laid eyes on him, and I guess my reputation around campus preceded me, so he knew who I was.

Naturally, we had to go to lunch a few times to work on our project, but those sessions soon turned into a regular thing minus the homework. We became good friends at first, but when Drew kissed me at a party one weekend, I knew that “just friends” was a thing of the past. We went back to my one-person on-campus apartment, and it felt like I truly lost my virginity that night.

But really, it was the reveal to Drew that was the most interesting. I have long since gotten used to having 8 inches of meat between my legs, but much more than that flopped out of my pants when I dropped them. Maybe it was my drunken stupor that prevented me from noticing my inexplicable growth that night, but regardless, it was noticeably bigger to me.

Drew, who was sitting on my bed, let out an audible gasp as more and more of my dick was exposed. My massive member was deceiving: such a large tube of flesh hanging down from a bag of bones made it look even bigger than it actually was. But it really didn’t matter. Most large, buff guys don’t have a dick to match their size either.

Drew’s mouth fell open. “Woah…. you’re massive.” I took a step forward and stood in front of him. He took my rock-hard dick in his hand and began to stroke it. His hand couldn’t reach all the way around it, and my swollen cock head began to leak pre. I hadn’t had much time to really take inventory of my new package, but I could then see that my balls had also joined in on the growth party. My egg sized balls had expanded to double that, and they hung low on my frame and were taught in my ball sack. I liked to keep my crotch completely hair-free, which makes it look like my junk stuck out even more.

“How big are you? I’ve never seen someone so big in my life,” Drew asked, and then he licked his lips.

“Last I checked… 9 and three quarter inches,” I guessed. I really had no way of knowing, but I figured that was a fair estimation.

“No way. No way. My last boyfriend was 9 and a half inches and you’re definitely bigger than that. And waaaaay thicker.” He then shoved my cock head into his mouth and began to lick the underside of my head while continuing to stroke my shaft. I leaned my head back and I felt my knees get weak, and I think Drew must have also, because he swung me around and sat me down on the bed, never once taking his mouth off of my shaft. I would have taken the time to be impressed had he not continued to go farther down on my rod.

My hands clenched my comforter and more and more of my cock disappeared into his mouth. He had to open his mouth wider a few times, just so he can fit more of my cock down his throat, but eventually I could feel his thick lips pressed up against my balls and my pelvis. Back and forth he went, from tip to base, and I was in heaven. Why would I go back to masturbating when I had someone who could do this? None of the people I had one-night stands with could even get halfway down on my previously smaller size, much less keep going without stopping.

“I’m…. gonna break…” I breathed to Drew. I was just trying to be courteous and prepare him for my load, but he immediately backed off of my cock and let it slap against my flat stomach, still throbbing.

“Why did you do that? I was ready!” I said, trying to keep my composure.

“You might be ready, but I’m not done with you. I want it up my ass. Now.”

Drew stood up and began to strip off his clothes with lightning speed. His shirt was off of his torso and in the corner of my room in a matter of seconds, and his pants and underwear came off in one motion. Even for a normal guy, he was still pretty big down there. He looked to be about 7 and a half inches, and pretty thick. I grinned slightly.

“What?” Drew asked, climbing up onto the bed.

“Nothing. It’s just that in a world full of average guys, I’m lucky to have found someone who is above average like me.”

“Okay, bucko, there’s above average, and then there’s you.” He flopped on his back and raised his legs, exposing his tight asshole to me. I stuck my tongue out at him and said, “Loser.” I climbed up on my bed and positioned myself in front of his hole. I grabbed the bottle of lube from my bedside table and smeared it on my dick and then pressed my slicked up cock head against his hole.

“Are you ready?” I asked. I was partially trying to be sexy, partially concerned for hurting him.

“Buddy, I get around more than you think. Go.”

I thrust my hips forward and was surprised that it popped right in despite being so tight. I slowly pushed more and more of my throbbing phallus into Drew, and he didn’t even wince once. He puckered his lips, inviting me in for a kiss, and I lowered myself onto him without pulling out.

We made out while I slammed my large dick into him over and over, and it was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced up to that point. His dick was trapped between our grinding bodies, and he came all over my torso. It wasn’t much in terms of volume, but it was enough to send me over the edge. I came deep into his ass, and I could feel him kiss me even more deeply as I unloaded.

I could feel myself closing in on being empty, and I slowly pulled out. With a wet pop, my cock head slipped out, and cum began leaking out of his stretched out hole. I grabbed the towel hanging on one of my bedposts and let him clean himself up. I tried to think about why my dick went from big to huge for no reason, but I was too caught up in my feelings about Drew.

I was laying on my bed, my 11-incher slowly softening up, and I smiled bigger than I had in quite a long time. I knew this boy was going to be the one for me.

Part 3

AGE 22

Life went on, and Drew was there through all of it. We were closing in on finishing our senior year and getting ready to graduate, and we had just solidified a shared lease on an apartment. It was about a week before graduation, and finals were done, so Drew decided to plan a beach trip for just the two of us.

I woke up on the morning of the beach trip to pack us some food and some alcohol in discreet bottles. I was standing in front of my fridge in my tank top and swim trunks when Drew snuck up behind me and hugged me from behind.

“Your ass looks cute in those shorts.”

“Thanks, horn dog.” I thrust my hips back which shoved my ass into his crotch, making him get off balance.

“Wanna know what would make it look even better?”

I turned to face him with a container of grapes still in my hand. “Let me guess. Nothing?”

“Nope!” With a wide grin he pulls out a small black piece of fabric out of his sweatshirt pocket.

I groaned. “Noooo, you didn’t!” I put the grapes down on the counter and crossed my arms defensively.

“I did! I thought you would look reeeeeeally good in it.” He tossed it my way and it landed on my face. I grabbed it before it fell onto the floor and held it up in front of my face. Peeking around the skimpy bathing suit, I said, “This looks like it would be too small for even you!”

Well, then, let me show you.” He walked back over, snatched it from my hands, and walked toward our bedroom and shut the door. “It’s not like I don’t know what your dick looks like, ya know! You could have changed right here!” I yelled after him, chuckling.

I continued to pack lunch and after a few minutes, he returned in just the speedo. Even soft, his package could easily be seen. I guess part of that was due to his bubble butt stretching out the fabric in the back so that it was pulled tightly in the front, but the fact still remained that my astronomically larger size was going to stick out like a sore thumb.

“See? Even you, who is above average down there, look ridiculous with your package sticking out like that. What do you think will happen with me? And what if I get hard?”

“I think you’ll look absolutely sexy. And besides, if someone doesn’t like it, they don’t have to look. It’s going to keep aaalll of that in place, anyway.”

I stared at Drew for a moment. He stared back. I realized that my arguments were falling on deaf ears, and that he would have stood there all day until I succumbed to his request. Realizing that I didn’t want to waste our day away, I grumbled and said, “Yes.”

Drew let out a little squeal and removed his speedo, much in the same fashion that he had the first time we had sex. He stepped out of it with one foot and kicked the speedo up at me with the other, and I caught it mid-air. I walked back to my bedroom and closed the door, ignoring Drew playfully mocking me by saying “You could have just changed right here!” I stripped off my bathing suit and stepped into the little black speedo with some skepticism. My soft shaft alone was going to be a struggle, but that plus my Mega Balls (that’s the nickname Drew so cleverly came up with) is going to be next to impossible.

I reached under my balls and guided them into the large pouch. I was shocked that they were just barely contained in the pouch, but I wasn’t surprised that each one could be plainly seen against the tight fabric. It was a tight fit, but Drew was right—it was going to hold everything in place.

Since getting my shaft into the pouch was out of the question, I had to settle for laying it across my hip, just like I do with my underwear. It looked absolutely ridiculous. The word “SPEEDO” was so deformed and stretched out on the side that my dick was resting on that you couldn’t even tell what brand it was. I switched it to the other side, but it didn’t really help with keeping it discreet.

Deciding that this was about as good as it was going to get, I opened my bedroom door and lumbered out to Drew, who was sitting on the couch, staring directly at me. “You couldn’t have gotten a bigger size?” I asked, gesturing down to my swollen, obscene package.

“I did. That’s an XL. The biggest they have.”

I sighed. “Oh well. It’s going to have to do. But I’m not going to be like this until we get there. I don’t want to get pulled over or something and then have Mr. Big on display for the cop.”

Jokingly, Drew said, “Well, you certainly could get your way out of a ticket with that,” to which I rolled my eyes. Drew always thought his dick jokes were the funniest thing in the world. I walked back to my bedroom to slide my other swim trunks over my speedo until we arrived at the beach. Drew and I finished up with packing our lunch, and we drove to the beach for what I thought was a normal day in the sun.


For the most part, it was a normal day. If you exclude the mother shielding her children’s eyes when she saw me walk down to the water in my speedo, or the old woman who offered to pay me $100 to suck me off, it was a relaxing, fun day with my man.

I had gone down to the water to cool off and I was on my way back up when it seemed like my speedo was even more tight than it was previously. Maybe the waves moved something around? Maybe I have a wedgie and it was pulling the front tighter? I glanced down and went into full panic mode.

I could actively see my soft cock growing in my speedo, and the already tight-fitting garment was starting to look see-through as it expanded outwards. My balls, which were already packed to the brim in the pouch, were now spilling out the sides of my skimpy bathing. Since they were getting heavier and more full, they were also pulling the speedo down, which made everything even more tight.

I started sprinting up the beach back toward Drew. He saw me coming, and immediately stood up with a look of concern on his face. As I got closer, his eyes flew down to my expanding crotch and he ran up to me with a towel to cover me up.

We collided just in time, too, because an audible tear could be heard as my speedo finally decided that the pressure was too much. I felt the fabric constricting my balls rip all the way up the front, and my speedo fell to the ground. Luckily, the towel Drew was carrying covered up the front, but it left my ass exposed to the rest of the beach, which I’m sure everyone was thrilled to see.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” I whispered as Drew tried wrapping the towel around my waist. Once we were sure I was adequately covered, he asked, “What the fuck was that?!”

“I grew!! Down there.” I pulled the front of the towel away so that both Drew and I could inspect the damage. He gasped. “This is soft? It’s almost as big as you were hard before.” He was right. It looked like it was as big as my dick was before I started growing. 8 inches of soft dick is a lot of dick.

He started to kneel so that he could inspect it like a doctor, but I quickly wrapped up with the towel. “No, not here. Let’s go to the car and talk.” He gave me a quizzical look, but accepted my request and started to pack up our stuff. We turned toward the car with the torn speedo still laying on the sand.

We got in the car, and as soon as the doors closed, Drew said, “What the fuck was that?”

I took a deep breath and said, “Well, I don’t know. That’s the truth. But I do need to tell you something.” So I proceeded to tell him that when I first had sex with him, I grew from 8 to 11 inches right before I revealed myself. I thought it would be a one-time thing, but this second episode confirmed that I wasn’t done.

Drew sat there in silence for a while, and eventually I asked, “Are you okay? Are you mad at me?”

He looked at me and said, “Mad at you? Hell no. I’m just trying to figure out 1) how this could have happened, and 2) how the hell I’m going to swallow that thing whole.”

I gawked. “You mean… this doesn’t freak you out any?”

“Of course it does! That’s part of the reason why it turns me on so much. But I’m going to make you go to the doctor to try to figure this out.”

I started to protest, and to try to tell him that I had been down that road before, but before I could get a full sentence out, he had thrown back the towel to reveal my heavy equipment resting on the leather seats and started to shove my fat cock into his mouth, shutting me up right then and there.

I had never had sex in a car before, and it was exhilarating. We were pretty sure that the family walking in front of our car saw what we were doing, and how big I was, because they sped up when they looked in my direction.

Just for fun, we measured me, and I topped out at 14 inches long and was as thick as a wrist. We talked about how I was likely the most well-hung guy in the country, and probably the world, but I had no idea what was coming my way.


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