AUTHOR = Stormbringer
E-MAIL = Storm_bringer1@webtv.net
The New Neighbor
Gene felt sick to his stomach when his new neighbor walked out of the back door of the house next door. He had been excited to see someone finally moving in next door, until he saw Brad Johnson walk outside.
Gene had plenty of reason to hate Brad. Brad had gone to school with him and had fucked Gene's first girlfriend, Suzie, when she was drunk at a party. Brad had taken to calling Gene "Pencil-dick" after seeing him in the shower during gym class. Brad was the typical obnoxious football player, who picked on nerds like Gene. He had married Tiffany, the prettiest girl in school, whom every guy was secretly in love with.
"Well, just because we're neighbors doesn't mean we have to be friends," thought Gene as he went back to trimming his hedges.
Brad walked out and surveyed his yard. He glanced at Gene and did a double-take. Gene flushed when he heard him say, "Pencil-dick?"
"Hello Brad," said Gene. "Long time no see, and that's not my name." Seven years without seeing Brad was not long enough, thought Gene.
"Sorry about that neighbor," said Brad grinning. "Seeing you caught me off guard. I'm sorry, but I can't recall your real name."
"Gene, Gene Little," he reminded his old tormentor. Then seeing the blank look on Brad's face added, "Eugene Little."
Brad nodded his head in recognition. His grin grew bigger as he remembered the chubby little balding man before him. Eugene Little, Genie the little weenie. Brad had made that nickname up in grade school and was still proud of his wit. "Poor Pencil-dick," he thought, "twenty-five years old, pudgy, and half his hair is gone already." Brad still had the fit muscular body he'd had when he played football in high school and was damn proud of it.
The two chatted about old times for a little while and Gene found himself warming up to Brad a little. His old hated foe actually apologized for the hard times he had given Gene when they went to school together. Gene was trying to recall something pleasant from those years of torment that they could talk about, when he noticed Brad staring past him, over his shoulder.
Gene turned around to see that his wife Brenda had come out into the yard to get some sun. She was wearing a small bikini that exposed more of her breasts then it covered. His wife was shy and never would have worn such a small bikini if she had known someone else was out here. She rarely even wore it in front of her husband. Gene called his wife over to say hi to Brad.
"Brad, you remember Brenda Peterson don't you?"
"No Gene," said Brad openly staring at Brenda's large breasts. "I think I would remember such a lovely lady."
Gene was bothered to hear Brenda giggle like a schoolgirl at the compliment and her face turned bright red. She seemed bothered when Brad couldn't remember her at all, but then she had covered up her body in school and had gone unnoticed by most of the boys.
Gene heard Brad's door open and saw his old crush walk outside. Tiffany had really let herself go. She had gained about fifty pounds, was wearing too much make-up, and had on shorts that were way too small and tight for someone with her large thighs. She also had a drink in one hand even though it was before noon.
Tiffany remembered Brenda and the two women chatted about old times. Gene compared his beautiful, buxom wife to the overweight former cheerleader. It was his turn to look smug as he turned to look at Brad.
Brad was also comparing the two women and he turned to look over at Pencil-dick. His eyes narrowed when he saw the little wimp grinning back at him.
"Who would have thought that you would have turned into such a beautiful woman?" said Tiffany to Brenda.
"Yeah, who would have thought," said Gene still grinning at Brad.
Friends
Gene and his wife sat down to one of her fantastic dinners. She worked as a day chef in town and always found time to cook her husband a good meal. Brenda was very animated. She kept going on about how good Brad looked and how she hoped the four of them could be friends. "Maybe she's right," thought Gene. "Brad seemed more mature than he had been back in high school. I should let bygones be bygones," he said to himself. After all, in a way, Brad actually did me a favor.
Eugene had been shocked when Suzie started dating him. She had a decent figure and wasn't bad looking. One night she had gone to a party with some friends. Gene stayed home because he didn't drink or care for social events all that much. Eugene dumped her the next day after finding out that she had gotten drunk and slept with Brad. In retrospect, Brad fucking his girlfriend had been a good thing because Suzie had turned into a complete slut and fucked just about everyone, except Eugene.
Eugene was heartbroken and had started talking to Brenda. She wasn't the least bit attractive. Brenda had short blonde hair, was way too skinny, and she had a mouth full of braces. She also had a large distended belly underneath her baggy clothes. They had started hanging out as friends and Eugene found he really liked her as a person. Friendship had turned into love and they had married right after high school.
Eugene decided to start fresh after high school and took to calling himself Gene. He got the shock of his life on their wedding night. As Brenda stepped out of her wedding gown, he saw she had the most perfect, ripe pair of breasts he had ever seen on any Playboy model. Her breasts stretched out her baggy clothes making her appear to have a plump belly. In reality, her waist and stomach were as skinny as the rest of her. Things just kept getting better. She let her hair grow long until her blonde tresses reached down her back. Her braces came off revealing a beautiful smile and she gained weight, filling out in all the right places.
Gene looked at his wife across the table. Her body was now perfect. Her hips had filled out and her breasts had gotten even larger as she gained weight. Even better, after losing their virginity on their wedding night, she had turned into a sex machine and they made love just about every night, though she wasn't very experimentive.
Gene flinched with jealousy when Brenda confessed to having had a crush on Brad back in school. He rationalized that just about every girl had a crush on Brad, just like every guy wanted Tiffany. Of course, back in school looks and popularity were more important than character.
The weeks passed. The two couples became good friends and Gene found himself starting to like Brad. He hated to admit it, but hanging out with Brad made him feel like one of the cool kids. Tiffany was very friendly and she and Brenda became close friends.
Gene was a little envious of Brad's charm and good looks, but thinking that he was the one with the hot, sexy wife always made him feel better about himself. Gene felt guilty, but couldn't stop bragging about Brenda to his friend. He even once described what Brenda looked like nude and how he was shocked to find her nipples were almost an inch long. Brad always listened intently.
One day Brad asked to see pictures of their recent vacation to Florida. Gene had gone into his bedroom to get the pictures when an evil thought crossed his mind. He had talked Brenda into letting him take some sexy lingerie shots of herself as an anniversary present for him. He had promised never to show them to anyone else, but found he couldn't resist getting them and mixing them with their vacation pictures. She was wearing a white lace garter with a bra and panties. One picture clearly showed one of her large nipples sticking out over the bra. Gene returned to the living room, handed Brad the pictures and excused himself to the kitchen.
He peeked through the door, watching Brad flip through the photographs. Brad appeared disinterested until he stopped and stared at one of the pictures. Gene grinned at Brad squirming in his seat and smirked when Brad reached down and squeezed his crotch. Gene felt a little turned on himself. He always wished Brenda would show off more of her hot body to his friends, but the skimpy bikini in their backyard was as far as she would go and she didn't even wear that much since Brad and Tiffany had moved in.
"Oops, how did those get in there?" said Gene returning to the living room. "I guess it's okay to look since you'll never touch." Gene let Brad look over the pictures before taking them and returning them to the bedroom.
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A few days after Gene had slipped Brad the pictures of his wife, Brenda was getting ready to go shopping with Tiffany. She kissed her husband goodbye and practically skipped over to her friend's house, looking forward to the day. She rang the doorbell and entered when Tiffany opened the door. They talked in the living room for a few minutes and Tiffany excused herself to go to the bathroom. Brenda sat down and began leafing through a magazine.
"Honey, have you seen my jeans?"
Startled, Brenda looked up to see Brad standing naked before her. His body was covered in muscles and he had an incredibly long, thick penis that jutted out about eight inches, nearly twice as big as her husband's penis. His massive penis was pointed right at her face as she sat on the couch.
"Oh sorry, Brenda," he apologized. "I didn't know you were here."
Brad made no move to cover himself and she continued to stare in awe at his penis. It gave a little jump as she stared at it's vein and his penis started growing even bigger, rising slowly upwards.
She came out of her daze when she heard the toilet flush, and she turned to look in the direction of the bathroom. The next thing she knew, Brad was gone. Tiffany returned to the room and asked if she was ready to go. Flustered, Brenda said, "yes," and the two spent the rest of the day shopping. Tiffany was from a wealthy family and spent a fortune. Brenda couldn't concentrate for some reason and didn't buy anything.
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"Honey," said Brenda while playing with her food, "I accidentally saw Brad naked today."
"Don't worry about it," replied Gene between mouthfuls. "I'm sure it wasn't a big deal to him."
"But it was a big deal," continued Brenda excitedly. "It was about an eight inch big deal and he wasn't even fully erect. I had no idea penises could be that large."
Gene felt a twinge of jealousy when his wife mentioned Brad's penis. He remembered it well from high school. Brad always seemed to spend a lot of time soaping around it, like it was the most important thing in the world to him. Gene had tried not to look, but couldn't help being impressed with it. Brad's penis had always seemed half-erect and ready to go at a moment's notice. It was the same locker room shower that Brad had taken to calling Gene "Pencil-dick". Gene's skinny little penis had seemed to withdraw further inside his scrotum at the ridicule. Gene shook off the unpleasant memories. His wife was still talking about Brad.
"If you want, dear," he said a little grouchily, "I'll ask him how big it gets."
Brenda giggled and said, "Oh, please don't do that, but I'd love to know. How big is yours exactly?"
Gene was feeling penis envy and he was a little taken aback by his wife's comparing him to Brad. "I'm not sure," he lied. "I guess a little over six inches. Gene didn't want to talk about it any more and excused himself to go to the bathroom.
**********
Gene always went to bed a little before his wife and got about an hour's sleep before she retired for the evening. She always snuggled up to him and they would make love for five or ten minutes.
Tonight, Gene awoke to feel Brenda tugging on his penis. Curious about what she was doing, he didn't say anything, but he couldn't help getting an erection, as he imagined she was about to take him in her mouth for the first time.
Finally, he spoke up, "Brenda what are you doing?"
"Just trying to get you ready," she replied a little startled.
"Well, I'm ready," he said pulling her up. "Climb on board."
Brenda mounted him and his penis easily slid into her wet vagina. They rarely had sex outside the missionary position and Gene took the opportunity to suck on his wife's long nipples as she rode him. She let out a little moan as he took a nipple into his mouth, but her moans changed to a sigh as his penis ejaculated inside her after a couple minutes. Gene was soon fast asleep.
Gene awoke to movement next to him. Brenda was moaning softly and gently rubbing her vagina. He hoped it wasn't the sight of Brad's penis that had her so worked up. Sadly, his wife was one of the many women who couldn't orgasm and he often awoke to her frustratingly masturbating. He got up to go to the bathroom and his wife froze, hoping he hadn't caught her. Gene knocked something off the bed and forgot about it as he hurried to the bathroom.
The next morning, he noticed a tape measure lying next to the bed. He picked it up and saw that the tape was out and locked at five and a half inches. Brenda had been trying to measure his penis last night!
**********
Gene bumped into Brad at the supermarket. He had decided to quit bragging to Brad about Brenda. Since it seemed his wife was curious about big penises, Gene decided he should just drop the subject altogether. Brad brought it up though.
"Hey buddy," said Brad, "I'm a little embarrassed, but I walked out naked in front of Brenda yesterday. Please tell her I'm sorry."
"Brenda mentioned it, but didn't seem too bothered by it," said Gene. "So don't worry about it."
Gene walked by his friend silently for a few minutes. He wanted to let the matter drop, but he was just as curious as Brenda about how big Brad was.
"Brad," he said hesitantly, "I'm a little embarrassed asking, but how big is your penis?"
Brad got that smug superior smile on his face at the question. "Seeing me nude has your wife all curious, huh?"
"N-No," said Gene. "She didn't say anything about it. I just remember you had a reputation back in high school for being fairly well-hung."
"Well, for your information," said Brad still grinning, "my cock measures a full twelve inches when erect."
Gene was a little taken aback. "I don't believe it," he said.
"Believe it, it's a foot long," said Brad smugly. "Ask Tiffany if you don't trust me." Seeing that Gene seemed a little upset, Brad reached over and put his hand on his shoulder. "Don't be embarrassed, buddy," he said, "it's natural for your wife to be curious after seeing me naked. How big are you?"
"My cock's only about five and a half inches long," said Gene once again feeling penis envy.
Brad leaned down and looked Gene straight in the eyes. "You mean your penis. You can only call it a cock when it's over seven inches, but I know how you feel," he whispered.
"Sure you do," said Gene sarcastically, looking up at the much taller man.
"Gene," said Brad, "we've been friends for a couple months now. Can you keep a secret?" Brad waited for Gene to nod before continuing. "My penis actually used to be smaller than yours, but I found a way to make it bigger. I was only about four inches long when I stumbled upon my secret. By the time I was in high school, it was ten inches long. Brad continued seeing the skeptical look on Gene's face. "I found a way to permanently increase the size of my little penis, turning it into a huge cock. I bet it would even work for you. It's simple and actually quite enjoyable."
"No thanks, Brad," he said after hesitating for a few seconds. "I'm quite content with what I have now."
Brad looked disappointed as he said, "Okay buddy, I've only shared my secret with some of my closest friends and I thought it would help make up for all the mean things I said to you back in school. Besides, a sexy lady like Brenda deserves to get fucked by a big cock. Once they do, they'll do anything you want them to. Oh well, back to shopping and don't tell Tiffany that I used to have a little dick, she thinks I've always been big."
Gene felt Brad slap him on the back as his friend left to finish shopping. All this talk of foot-long penises had him feeling inadequate and, though he hated to admit it, the idea of having a big penis himself intrigued him. He pictured himself slamming a giant penis into his wife and found that he liked the idea. That would shut her up about seeing Brad naked, he thought.
The Method
Gene came home the next day and caught Brenda staring out the back door at Brad mowing his lawn. After seeing her husband, she returned to cooking dinner. Gene was a little distraught over is wife's continued fascination with Brad. He walked out on the deck for some air. Brad's muscular body was covered with sweat and he had taken to wearing skintight bicycle pants whenever he was in the backyard. Even a couple hundred feet away, Gene could make out the outline of Brad's big penis under his tight shorts. He went back inside for dinner.
After making love to Brenda, Gene decided to tell his wife about his conversation with Brad at the supermarket. His mind was probably playing tricks on him, but Gene could swear her breathing got heavier when he mentioned how big Brad's penis was when fully erect. She seemed a little too interested when he got to the part about Brad's penis expansion secret.
"Brenda, would you like me to have a bigger penis?" he asked.
Brenda reached down and squeezed his little penis lovingly. "I like you just the way you are."
Gene smiled as he started drifting off to sleep. He must be imagining her infatuation.
"Still," said Brenda, "it couldn't hurt to try."
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The next day, Brenda and Tiffany were out shopping. Gene noticed Brad out in the yard practicing putting golf balls. He was wearing another tight pair of bicycle shorts that showed off his bulge. Gene tried to summon up the courage to go talk to him. Brad waved to him as he walked out in the yard. Gene waved back and walked over to the hedge that separated their yards.
"Brad," he said, "I want to ask you something."
Brad smiled at him and said, "Come on over."
Gene squeezed between a gap in the bushes and entered his friend's yard. The minor exertion had the chubby man panting by the time he made it over to where Brad was standing. Gene's face was bright red as he asked, "Brad, I'd like to know how you made your penis so big."
Brad nodded and said, "Come on inside."
Gene followed Brad into his house and into the bedroom. Brad rummaged around in the closet before pulling out an old cardboard box.
"Here it is," he said pulling out a long clear plastic tube with a squeeze pump on the end. He handed it over to Gene.
Gene looked it over before handing it back. "I don't get it. How's it work?"
"I'll show you," said Brad pulling down his pants. Gene took an involuntary step backward when Brad's monster cock sprang out. It was even bigger than he remembered from the showers at school. No wonder Brenda was so infatuated with it, he thought watching Brad insert his penis into the tube. Gene hadn't completely believed Brad until now. His penis was just too freakishly big to be normal.
Brad moaned as he began squeezing the pump. His twelve inch cock quickly grew fully erect as the vacuum developed in the tube. It looked even bigger through the plastic. He noticed Pencil-dick staring at it with as much awe as any woman had ever stared at it.
"This is called the invigoration process," said Brad. "You have to do this once every morning and once every night. More if you can. It stretches out the hollow cavities in the penis, so that they hold more blood. The more blood the bigger the dick. My penis was only about four inches long when I started. After about nine months it grew to ten inches. I set it at ten, but then started again until it was the size it is now."
"What do you mean, set it?" asked Gene.
"You have to invigorate it twice a day for around six months to a year. One day you'll be doing it and your penis will suddenly stretch out to its new length. Then you have to set it in something that can counteract the effects of the vacuum. Fortunately an accommodating pussy does the trick."
Gene still didn't quite understand it, but nodded anyway. He noticed Brad's penis now seemed even bigger and there was sweat on his friend's forehead. Brad grunted and sperm started pouring into the tube. Gene had never known anyone could cum that much as his semen quickly filled the end of the tube. Brad removed his still spurting penis from the tube. It leaped a couple times, spraying even more cum into the air and onto the floor. His friend stood there panting. Brad's penis was bright pink and swollen from cumming. The golf ball sized head was covered in sperm and Gene thought it was so hard he could use it to hammer nails.
Brad watched Gene gape at his cock for awhile. "I would think that a penis your size would get even bigger then mine. I would guess about fourteen inches."
"Fourteen inches," muttered Gene. The giant cock was finally starting to get smaller with each pulse of the big vein. Gene's cock would be even bigger than the monster before him, probably the biggest cock in the state. The miracle device even made your orgasms bigger, he thought looking at all the sperm it had spewed out. "Do women really do whatever you tell them?" asked Gene.
"Hell yeah," he replied. "Tiffany always refused to suck cock. So I refused to fuck her until she blew me. Now she can't get enough of sucking my cock. Getting rid of my little pencil-dick was the smartest thing I ever did."
"Brad," said Gene," can I borrow the pump?"
"Gene, my friend, you can have it."
Gene grabbed it and excitedly raced home. He was in his yard before he realized it was still full of Brad's sperm and he took it over to his hose with a disgusted look on his face.
THE END (not yet) go to Part 2
