Brian was on the verge of cumming. He moaned. His whole body felt so
charged up. Then the release came. But it wasn't what he expected.
The tree trunk size cock growing out of him exploded not with cum, but
with thick leafy branches. He really did have a tree growing out of
his groin.
Staring up in horror, Brian barely was aware that the shower heads had
shut off. The coach had cut the water to the shower room. Some of
the other young men in the shower room still had soap or shampoo on
their bodies and complained. Brian just stared and felt weird as he
could feel each leaf, each twig, each branch that was growing out of
his tree trunk cock. They were pressed up against the tile walls and
ceilings.
"Okay, team, we got our money tree. Now that he's watered get him out
on the back field where he can get some sun. From the bright colored
buds up there he should yield quite a nice crop of Skittles!" ordered
the coach.
It hurt like hell as a dozen naked and half dressed football players
pulled down on Brian's new branches to squeeze him out of the shower
room and guide him and his tree through the locker room and out the
double doors to the back field. This field was surrounded by trees,
and couldn't be seen except from the locker room building.
The guys were all laughing and slapping each other on the back about
how they had turned Brian into their own private Skittles tree.
Brian's mind was reeling. He had seen the commercial and laughed. It
couldn't have been real? Now he wasn't so sure. At least that guy had
a shirt and jeans, Brian was stark naked as he stood there with his
knees bent and hips back to support the weight of the huge tree
growing out of him. He looked up. The little flecks of color were
getting visibly bigger. There were thousands and thousands of colored
buds. It suddenly struck Brian that there were probably millions.
Millions of sperm in a load, millions of Skittles in his branches.
Suddenly, hands, then a knee on his shoulder. Some guy was climbing
him. It was Terrence Goodman the quarterback. He was only wearing
his bulging practice shorts.
"I'm going to have the first Skittle," he said triumphantly as he
plucked a bright yellow newly ripe Skittle from a branch as his bare
feet straddled Brian's head - one on each shoulder.
He took a bite, and said, "Delicious!"
He reached up and greedily began harvesting the few early ripened
Skittles from the smaller buds.
The coach came out and yelled, "Terry, get down from there. How many
of those Skittles did you eat?