Seemingly half in a trance, Timothy Dane kept stroking his massive cock's shaft, both hands unable to circumnavigate his girth, now. In fact, as he watched through heavily-lidded eyes, his penis' thickness appeared to be greater than two 2-litre soda bottles side-by-side! His breath was coming shorter and shorter, his enjoyment of the moment pushing all thoughts of a sane response to this growth out of his mind. But his knees were feeling weaker, now.
Timothy felt a slight twinge of confusion at the sensation and tried to brace himself against the shower wall. It was only secondarily, through the haze of his self-satisfaction, that he realized it was the sheer mass of his cock and balls that was pulling him downwards.
As he grew, his stance had grown wider and wider, his legs as far apart now as if he were riding a horse!
With a start, he suddenly felt his balls come to rest on the bottom of the bathtub! The sensation, magnified in some way -as if his sensitivity were growing along with his endowment- sending ripples of pleasure through him, made him stumble and slip...
His tight, toned ass slid along the wet tiles of the bathtub and he landed with a wet splash in the bottom of the tub, his legs splayed out to the side, his balls smashed up in front of him between his belly and the tub wall and his cocktip still expanding, high overhead!
"Oh, Gods!" he yelped, louder than he'd intended!
His slender, lightly-muscled chest rose and fell with his aroused gasps of breath. He couldn't imagine getting much bigger, now, but -still- it seemed as if he was. In fact, his massive balls -each about thirty-inches across- were swelling steadily in the confined space, pressing his torso back as they filled the available space between his splayed legs.
Timothy rubbed the insides of his thighs, trying to stave off a cramp as his legs pushed to the sides even more. His erotic state of mind faltered, the hormones flooding him from his enlarged organs not quite able to overcome his dawning common sense. In fact, had he not been a gymnast in high school (and kept up his stretching exercises as an adult) his legs would be in sheer agony!
The heady smell of precum suddenly assaulted his nostrils and he felt something pressing down against his cocktip. It made his massive penis bulge outwards, trapped betwen the intruding object and the floor of the bathtub.
Almost fearfully (or was it pride?), Timothy slowly looked up his purple, bulging cock to see his tip -splayed somewhat flat- against the ceiling, above him! Already, the plasterboard was cracking and his massive endowment was feeling the strain.
"Wa...wait! Uh, stop!" he shouted, trying to remember the word that had halted his growth, before. The cracks spread, his cock's tip spurting precum around it's sides as he found himself mounting towards orgasm with just the movement of his hands trying to un-wedge his cock from it's position. His massive balls clenched up, tightening even more as they grew, and began to pump...
"WHOA!" shouted Timothy at the top of his lungs! The surge of lust erupted from his body, pouring out in the form of his thick, white cum... The ceiling cracked, shuddered and finally gave way, his massive tip erupting upwards as it climaxed!
Timothy's orgasm ripped through his body, seemingly magnified as well, as he yelled out in release! Huge drops and stringy streams of his ejaculate dripped from the opening above him as he pumped his seed into the ceiling between the joists and panels. All through the bathroom, the ceiling began to bulge as he filled the space between him and the attic with his cum.
Only peripherally could he hear the groaning of the supports and panels of sheet rock as his orgasm continued for minute after minute. But, suddenly, the sound of his bathroom ceiling caving in -timed with the slow end of his climax- brought his attention to his circumstances...
Huge chunks of plaster and bathroom tile fell, one wall bulging out and a full three-quarters of the ceiling falling in, dripping with floods of his cum. Timothy couldn't believe what his eyes were showing him.
It must have been measured within the dozens of gallons, what had come out of him! Maybe as much as fifty or sixty gallons! His cock, blocking some of his view, was wedged between the floor of the tub and the hole in the ceiling. It hadn't quite made it into the attic, but his penis -fully erect- had to be at least eight feet long ...perhaps eight and a half feet... with testicles wedged between the bathtub side and his abdomen at a whopping four feet across, each!
Timothy was truly "the Great" Dane, now...
He groaned inwardly at the pun he'd made on his last name and considered his predicament.
The crashes of his ceiling coming down in drippy, heavy chunks dashed the last of his erotic desires. Even though still hard as a rock, Timothy felt a chill. At his own insistance, by his own erotic desires, he'd nearly destroyed the room he was in and there was no telling how far it would have gone if he'd not said "Whoa"!
On top of that, he thought as his slender physique slowed in its rapid breaths, he'd enjoyed it so much, what if he'd decided to go further?
Suddenly...