I stroked myself faster and faster, squeezing tightly, my penis an iron hard extension from my body. Waves of pleasure pulsing throughout my body. Another spurt. I wanted more. With one hand on my dick, I used the other to increase my load and my ball and cock size.
They grew again, this time not stopping until I gave the command. Everything grew slowly, I got up, still jerking wildly, and came again, each squirt leaving a hearty glop on my floor. I found a ruler and held it up to my dick. "12 inches and growing, Ah!" It felt so good, I couldn't stop.
I had to stop to take a breather. After what seemed like forever, my dick finally gave out. It hung, burning and still dripping between my legs. "I'm thirsty." I said to myself. I pooled some water in my sink and started lapping. It was strange and took some getting used to, but soon I was a pro. I drank water untill I couldn't anymore, figuring it would give my balls something to work with while I recovered.
I decided to clean up a little after myself. I grabbed my bath towel and started wiping up where I had came. Most of it was on me and around my bed, but I had shot in some weird places. There were drippy glops on my window and on the walls. I found a few on the ceiling as well. I had to rinse my towel out several times, it got soppy quickly.
Half an hour later, I was done, and only my heightened sense of smell was able to tell that the room had once been covered in cum. I tuned my attention back to my cock. It demanded my attention, and I did not refuse.
I began by slowly massaging my enormous balls, which had gained at least a quarter of their size since I had started cleaning. They were at least as big as tangerines. I didn't even realize my own obsession with them. I looked back at my computer and went over to it, I accelerated their growth somewhat, I just wanted more, also thinking it wold be fun, I increased my sex drive again.
It now gripped me, my penis quickly hardening as I became more driven to pleasure myself. Working my more massive member and groping my balls, I moaned a deep throated sound of pleasure. My girth had increased, I was having a hard time keeping my hand all the way around my dick. I loved how the course pads on the bottoms of my hand scratched across the sensitive skin of my dick. I came more than I ever had, shooting across my head and hitting something behind me. Forgetting my balls, I took both of my hands and pumped harder and faster than I ever had. I came again and again, until I was having one long orgasm. I screamed with every bead of my dick as cum shot out of it with insane force.
I screamed out in pain, as a sharp knife of pain stabbed its self into my dick. The pleasure had been too much for me to take, and my masturbation had become suddenly painful. I laid down flat, trying not to shake, it had hurt so much, and I had not been expecting it in the least. Suddenly tired, I realized I need to take a longer break.
I couldn't even stop myself as I drifted into a short nap.