"What a fucking creep" Neil muttered to himself as he turned the ignition on. The image of the young man jacking off his too-big-to-be-true cock was seared into his mind.
He had seen many oddities throughout his life but that definitely came close to topping the list. Trying to push the thought from his mind, Neil turned on the radio and pulled away from the curb. Looking across the road he saw that the wanker had quickly departed leaving a ridiculously large puddle of what was probably fake cum. No man could ejaculate that much.
As the memory of the masturbators climax came into his mind Neil felt a strong tingle in his crotch, causing him to grunt and tighten his grip on the steering wheel.
The morning was bright but the sun was yet to rise. The first half of Neil's drive to work was mostly uneventful. He worked as a surf life-saver at the towns beach and that demanded early mornings. As he was driving down the boulevard towards the sea Neil felt another pleasurable surge in his crotch, making him let out a stifled moan. As he pulled up to a red light he glanced down at his crotch and chuckled. "Bit late for a morning woody isn't it." His dick was standing at a near vertical angle making a very prominent bulge in his beach shorts. Shifting his attention back to the red light another pulse rocked through his cock followed by the sound of threads snapping. Before he could groan in pleasure, another pulse radiated out from his dick. He reached down to to touch it but the sounds of car horns brought him back to reality.
The light had turned green, trying to bring his attention back to the road Neil continued his drive down, his eyes firmly focused on the road, groaning in pleasure as the throbs of his cock became more and more frequent. Finally he pulled into the deserted beach carpark. Turned off his car and refocused his attention onto his demanding endowment. He gasped in shock his shorts were holding onto their last threads barely hiding the monster of a cock within. Streams of pre-cum had run down its length and were pooling at it's base. It pulsed again as if calling him to touch it, the offer was too good to decline.
Without a thought Neil managed to prise his huge cock out of his near-ruined shorts. Writhing in the pleasure of stroking his newly grown tool. Sliding his hands up and down the vein webbed shaft, moaning as it pulsed once more, feeling the head poke into his chin as his grip was pushed apart by the expanding girth.
The sound of a car boot slamming brought Neil back to reality looking out his car window Neil saw a young surfer in a wetsuit grab his board and make his way towards the beach path.
A strange urge immediately overcame Neil, without thinking he opened his car door and pushed his car horn suddenly desperate to get the young surfer's attention. It worked and the surfer glanced over his shoulder directly at Neil.
The next few moments were a blur, as soon as the surfer's eyes reached Neil's, the strong build of an orgasm came rushing from his cock. Without a thought he plunged the head of his cock into his mouth just as the hot cum shot out of his pipe of a dick. He heard the surfer yell something, but his mind was too addled by the orgasm and cum which was now spraying out of his mouth, down his cock and all over his car. By the time Neil returned to his senses, only the surfer's footprints remained, leading towards the beach, and his cock was no longer the gargantuan mass it was a mere minute ago. The only thing which could verify Neil's ordeal was his ruined shorts, the taste of cum in his mouth, and the white paint job he had given to the inside of his car.