As Kyle crawled into bed that night, he had successfully NOT had an orgasm for the past two hours. Laying down on his belly, he tried to get into a comfortable position to sleep in. Unfortunately for him, his new cursed cock had other ideas. Not cumming for two hours and the rubbing he was getting from his fidgeting, had him feeling a bit on edge. As he tossed and turned, his horseflesh started throbbing in it's sheath slowly.
"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Kyle quietly muttered. "This thing isn't gonna control my life." He flatly stated.
But, poor Kyle hadn't realized just how much more sensitive his new length was. As his cock slid out of it's sheath, it forced its way through the path of least resistance, in this case up his pants. The cock became harder and harder, inch after inch filling with blood, and as it erected, the friction of it moving simply spurred it on. It was a fucking vicious cycle! Sparks of pleasure arced down its length, filling his equine genitals with arousal. His mind wasn't safe from his newfound desires either, filling with images of hot girls, horse cocks, and surprisingly, mares? Since when was he attracted to horses? Either way, the simple pleasure of his erection growing egged him on closer to another mind-blasting orgasm. As much as he wanted to fight it, he would cum before he was fully erect at this rate.
With 12 inches out, the flattened head forced its way past the waistband of his pajamas, smearing precum along the way. Up his shirt it went, it's hot flesh almost burning against his chest. Kyle was panting now, desperately trying to ignore his urgent member. As it neared full erection, the pure pleasure had him breathing deeply, his cheeks hot and flushed as he neared a peak he didn't want to cross. At a full 22 inches, his whole length was tingling with built up arousal and pleasure, especially around his medial ring and soon to be expanded flare.
"Fuuuck, not again..." Kyle sighed dejectedly, his muscles tensing as he involuntarily thrust his hips into his bed, his flare expanding out and gaining another inch. Once again, orgasm descended on him with a vengeance, his loins tensing, then giving one long pulse. He felt the fluid travel out his balls and into his cock, slowly filling his length. As it became completely filled, it gave a powerful pulse, cum ripping out of his cock! The orgasm didn't last near as long this time, and was relatively less messy. 8 pumps of cum, still enough to soak his shirt, his sheets under him, and probably his mattress to boot. As he came down off of his orgasmic high, he sadly realized he would have to clean his sheets, his cock sending shivers up his spine as it retracted into it's sheath, pulling against his shirt and pajamas.