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“Yeah, I’m on it.” Samson swung one of his legs out to the edge of the bed, but when he tried to move the other, it was hindered by his huge balls getting in the way. It felt like trying to push a cannonball out of the way with just the shove of his legs. A few concerted scoots and he got both of his feet over the edge of the bed. When he stood up, he noticed just how heavy his package had gotten. The bottom of his nuts, now the size of truck wheels, hung just inches from the floor below. His legs bowed out to accommodate them. His cock drooped forward under its own weight. The first several inches dragged on the floor, leaving a trail of milky fluid. He estimated it to be at least four feet. When he grabbed it, the tips of his fingers and his thumb just barely touched each other. “Goddamn…” He waddled forward out of the bedroom, putting his best foot forward and trying not to topple over. It was a good thing he was so strong lest he be totally immobilized. He made it look easy. It wasn’t, especially when he got to the doorway and had to squeeze his body through without getting himself jammed. His nutsack scraped against the doorway as he sidestepped through, looking like a water balloon being shoved into a small vent.

He managed to pop through, grabbed his phone out of his pants which were sprawled on the floor (reaching down to get to it proved difficult too), then came back to the bedroom. “Here we go. We’re ready.” He caught Trevor posing in front of the camera. He was kneeling and giving the camera several saucy looks while his dick remained hard. He would switch into a different pose between clicks of the shudder. “Loving the limelight, are we?”

“You bet I am. Haven’t felt this beautiful in a while.”

“That’s exactly my job.”

“You always do it by fucking people’s brains out?”

“No, you’re the first.”

“Well, you should do it more often. I feel like a star~”

“Oh, you haven’t felt anything yet.” Samson got up to the bed. With both arms he grabbed the underside of his scrotum and heaved it up and onto the mattress. It plopped down like a giant sack of quarters. He climbed on after them, holding onto his phone. “Ready for your close up?”

Trevor laid back on the mattress, looking suave amidst the creamy detritus of sex he and Samson had plastered the sheets with. “You bet I am. I thought I had already gotten it back in the studio.”

“You did, but here’s the real deal. Let’s see how good you can get fucked in front of a camera.”

Trevor flicked his tail. “Yeah, let’s.”

Samson opened the camera app and set it to video. He hit record. “Say ‘hi’.”

Trevor gave the phone a cute finger wave. “Hiiiiiiiii~”

“Tell us your name.”

“My name’s Trevor. I’m here with Samson taking some pictures today.”

“We did a little more than take pictures, didn’t we?”

Trevor giggled and swayed his head to the side in a way that made his hair fling. “Yeah, I think we did.” He grabbed his horsecock and stroked it. “We’re both pretty big. Couldn’t resist putting them to use. I’m big, but Mr. Samson here’s got me beat, and by a lot. Not that I mind~” Samson was grinning like an idiot behind the phone, loving how much Trevor was serving it up for the camera. His only regret was not getting the phone out sooner so that they could’ve captured it all on film. Oh well. The camera on the stand was still clicking away dutifully. The album it had created by now was sure to be enough. “I think Mr. Samson has more planned for me. He’s a really talented photographer. Now I wanna see how else he’s talented. He definitely has the hardware for it.” Trevor reached out and cupped the head of Samson’s cock. Samson aimed the phone down so that it came into frame. “You gonna fuck me again, big boy?”

“That’s goddamn right,” huffed Samson, eating Trevor’s performance up. He was willing to bet that Trevor’s career in porn was going to go far. Hell, if it was this fun, Samson might try it himself. “How you want it?”

Trevor was less hesitant this time. “Doggystyle. Let’s see those muscles in action, big boy~”

“Oh, you got it, slut. On your hands and knees.”

Trevor chuckled. He didn’t think Samson had the guts to call him a slut. He was pleasantly surprised. He rolled onto his tummy and assumed all fours. He aimed his ass at the camera. There was a slimy residue left behind by their last romp. He looked back at the phone past his shoulder. He wiggled his butt. “How’s that for a close up?”

“I’d say it’s pretty fucking good.” Samson lifted his cock and dropped it on Trevor’s crack, making him jerk. It stood over him like an executioner’s ax. Trevor pushed back, hotdogging it and making his ass cheeks spread on it. “Yeah, that’s it,” Samson narrated with an airy tone. “Throw that ass back.”

Trevor didn’t know what he liked more: the grind of Samson’s cock on his ass, or the harshness of his words. Both of them made his cock leak like a faucet, making the bed sheet all the more ruined. He whined. “Ohhhhhhhh, aren’t you gonna fuck me?”

“I will, but right now you’re looking too pretty not to watch.”

“Mmmm, it’ll be even prettier when you’re inside me.”

Samson pretended to ponder. “Hmm, you might be right. You want it that bad?”

“Yes~ Fuck me, please. Make me cum again. Fill me up with more of yours. Make our cocks look fucking gigantic.”

They were already there in that department. “You got it, honey.” Samson had to take a few steps back so that his cock was behind Trevor’s ass. It eventually slid down his crack and came in-line with his already pilfered pucker. Aiming the giant ram was difficult with only one hand. Even harder was keeping it all in frame on the phone screen. Trevor offered a helping hand by pushing back on him and locking the head in place between his cheeks. From there it was just a bump and a nudge, and Trevor’s tail hole began to part once more.

“[i]Nnnnn…[/i]” He gripped the bedsheets and tightened it along with Samson’s entry. He knew it would be harder than last time, but he wasn’t quite prepared for this. It was by far the biggest he had ever had inside of him, real or fake. The fact that it was bonafide flesh sliding into his ass made it all the more special. His hole swallowed the head and Samson continued forward. “[i]Huhhh… Huhhh… Oh shit… Mmf… Fuck.[/i]”

Samson filmed every bit of his length vanishing into Samson’s cavity. He left the commentary to Trevor who couldn’t stop vocalizing just how good it felt. A familiar bulge rose from his pelvis and bowed his stomach. His entire abdomen bloated into something like a gut. His powerful leg muscles and the hair of his tail vibrated steadily. More precum globbed out of his cock while Samson let loose some of his own into Trevor’s insides. By some miracle, he made it down to the base. Trevor felt every bit of it, while Samson could feel the pulse of his heart against his cock. “Yeah… Hahhh… That feels good, real good.” He pulled his hand back and gave Trevor’s ass a nice big swat.

“[i]Ah~![/i]” squealed Trevor. His mouth was hung open, letting his tongue curl down onto his chin. The corners of his mouth were raised into a smile, occasionally falling to form a more sensual O. “[i]Unhhhhh God… Fuck… So fucking good… Yes~[/i]”

“Good, is it?” Samson asked. He scanned the camera up from Trevor’s ass to the back of his head.

“[i]Yes… Oh my God… Yes~[/i]”

“[i]I know it is, now let me see you do some work on it.[/i]”

“[i]Mmmmmm, you said you’d fuck me.[/i]”

“I will, but first you're gonna work for it.”

Trevor harrumphed. “[i]You’re mean…[/i]”

“I know I am, now throw that ass back, bitch.”

“[i]Ohhhhh…[/i]” Trevor had no choice but to obey. Feeling that pillar of rock sticking into his backside was a heavenly delight he almost thought he wasn’t worthy of. Almost. He pulled forward as far as he could and then came back. His buttocks smacked into Samson’s hips, making the cushiony flesh wobble. “[i]Huhhhh, God! Oh fuck! Mmmmmm…[/i]” Back and forth, back and forth, all at a steady rhythm and lengthy stride. He spoke his lover’s name. “[i]Samson… Ohhh… Samson…[/i]”

“Say my fucking name. That’s right. Let me hear it.” He rewarded Trevor with another spank. Thwack!

“[i]Huhhh! Yes~ God, I love it… Ohhh… God…[/i]”

Minutes passed with Trevor’s antics until Samson brought him to a stop with a firm hand on his hip. “That’s good. Let me take over.”

Trevor thought he’d never would. “[i]Huhhh… Please fuck me… Please… Please…[/i]”

Samson didn’t say anything else. He went right to work plowing his new little fuck thing. With one meaty paw grabbing Trevor’s hip, he pulled his hip back as far as he could bring it and then slammed it forward with a devastating smack! Trevor’s head whipped back with a scream. Samson pulled back and repeated, setting the tempo and power at high. Along with Trevor’s crackling wails came the rhythmic bap bap of Samson striking him from behind. His cock was like a tree, yet it piled into Trevor’s ass with an ease that allowed both men to enjoy it to the fullest.

On the screen of the phone was Trevor from his ass to his head. His hair and ass cheeks bobbed with the impact of Samson’s balls. His own were sitting on the bed, brimming with a stew of manly juices already prepared to jettison out of him. Samson groped his buttock and swam his hand around his back. Trevor had a cute looking face, but the back of his head while he was getting fucked was downright adorable. Samson focused the camera on it so that it could both see the jolt of his head as well as listen to his doleful screaming. “God, you’re so fucking cute. Listen to you scream. I fucking love it.”

Trevor howled. “[i]Ohhhhhhhhhh… I fucking love it too. Oh my God! Huhhhhh~ Fuck me… Yes![/i]”

“Yeah, that’s a good boy. Mmf. Tell em’ how good it feels.”

Trevor didn’t have to articulate into words what he was feeling. His wall-piercing screams were descriptive enough. Samson’s cock would not only tear across his prostate and surge him with delight. It would plunge all the way up his abdomen and strike through his innards like a rocket elevating into space. He felt the thrusts across every part of his body, blinding him from virtually every other sensation. The resulting screams were nothing he could contain or even hold back. They were completely genuine. The neighbors heard it loud and clear. Headphones were put on and volumes were turned up. Knowing Samson and that bulge of his, nobody was that surprised.

The phone captured the sound of Samson’s huffing too. Trevor’s bodily grip was something heavenly on its own, driving the horny gorilla to fuck him even harder. He put every muscle of his into the effort, grinding his glutes, flexing his thighs, and crunching his abs. His grip on Trevor’s hip would leave a bruise, something the horse would appreciate. There was hardly anything Samson could do to make things worse or better for either of them, it felt that good.

Alas, the two of them had to finish. Samson felt that sublime pressure build up in his cock, ready to blow out of him like an unattended boiler. The phone lost focus on Trevor’s back. He had to drop it so he could grip him with both hands. Luckily it landed lens-up so that it could just capture the flank of Trevor’s swaying body. Samson went harder and faster. A bestial snort ripped through his nose. The teeth in his jaws gritted and snarled. He whipped his hips back then hammered them forward. BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP!

It wasn’t an unseen consequence when Trevor felt his next orgasm coming on too. Precum was pouring out of him at an exorbitant rate, the precursor to what was about to be a biblical flood of horse cum. His voice became outright girlish, increasing in pitch with every oncoming thrust. It escalated into a caterwaul. “[i]OH FUCK ME! YES! YES! I’M CUMMING! YES! YES~![/i]”

One… Two… Three… And it was done. Samson’s entire body swung into a steep crescent, throwing his head back so that his growling face was pointed at the ceiling. An awesome growl erupted from his throat. “[i]HHHHHRRRRRGGGNNNNHHHH~~~!!![/i]” The first spurt was not a rope but a burst dam, tearing across every wind and curve of Trevor’s guts and filling his stomach. The rest of it could do nothing but spew from the tight gap between his tailhole and Samson’s triumphant cock.

Trevor followed suit. “[i]HUUUUUUEEEEUUUGGHHHUUUUUUUUUHHHH~~~!!![/i]” His body went into some spasms worthy of a grand mal. His thigh muscles burst while his tummy imploded to reveal the outline of Samson’s still-spurting dick. Trevor added to the deluge by spitting several fat tendrils of cum across the bed. The shaft bounced by its root with each devastating throb. His cum struck the sheets with such force that it could be faintly heard beneath the two lovers’ trailing voices. [i]Thhp! Thhp! Thhp![/i]

Gradually their orgasmic heralds came to an end, leaving the two of them in veritable shock. Neither of them knew where they were or how they got there. Samson’s mouth was dry like the Sahara. The bliss made his thighs and buttocks twitch. He was dead tired, ready to take a nap. If not for the angry grip of Trevor’s asshole he would’ve slumped down onto the bed and passed out right then and there. Fortunately he remained lucid with a quick shake of the head. “Whoo! Holy fucking shit… God…” He saw the destruction Trevor had made on the bed. He had turned his entire body into a cock sleeve, one that was all the tighter thanks to Samson’s latest growth spurt.

Trevor moaned pitifully. He had been on the highest high of pleasure, but now that it had begun to wane, all that was left was fatigue. He felt like gold and like shit at the same time. Every fragment of his body had been through the greatest pleasure along with the toughest punishment. His cock had swollen to a monstrous degree, now firmly within the range of hyperbole. The flare sat a full two feet in front of his face on the bed. His scrotum had bloated into something like an exercise ball, forcing his legs into a saddle position. Samson’s was even bigger, looking like he was smuggling a pair of beach balls for his enjoyment. He could no longer stand normally. Pulling out of Trevor’s ass was the first obstacle, a task that took a few moments of awkward reverse-stepping. Gradually his pole came out, looking like a soggy torpedo being fired from a tube in slow motion. Samson had to step off of the bed and walk backwards before the head finally popped free. To his horror and amazement, his cock was now at a length greater than Trevor’s height. It slumped to the floor limp like a noodle, absolutely drained of its potential for the rest of the day. It could finally rest. It more than earned it.

Also earning some respite was Trevor’s back door, currently yawning to a disgusting radius. Cum gurgled out of him like a waterfall, piddling onto the back of his scrotum and streaking down the broad curve of his testicles. His ring wasn’t showing any progress of shrinking back to form. All it could do was release more and more of that load, something it would be forced to do for the next several minutes. Trevor let loose a meek groan and slumped over onto his side. His cock and balls were like an entire animal he was riding, not a part of him that had, by some affront to God, grown into something so monstrous. Samson couldn’t throw stones. His were much bigger, and he was the one who had made them that way. It looked terrible, but damn did it make him proud.

His nostrils cringed at the raunchy odor. It had saturated the atmosphere. The comforter looked like a Jackson Pollock painting. “Oh God, we really did a number on those sheets,” he panted.

Trevor opened his eyes and looked around at the carnage surrounding him. “Yeah, we sure did.” He squished his hand into the black blob that was his sack. His penis was slowly retracting back into his sheathe. “I don’t know how I’m going to get up from here. I feel like I just ran a marathon.”

Samson wasn’t about to let the comforter stink up the whole apartment. “Well, you’re gonna have to move. These sheets need cleaning.”

Trevor whimpered and held his hand out to him. He opened and closed his fingers. “Help me up, please.” Samson sighed and grabbed his hand. Trevor was dragged to the end of the bed, smearing several puddles of cum across the surface of the comforter and his fur. They had to carefully unload his scrotum off onto the floor before he could stand on his feet. Letting it drop would’ve both been painful for Trevor as well as a threat to the stability of the floor. He sat atop his two globes like someone riding a bouncy ball. He whistled. “Didn’t think I’d ever get this big.” He looked at Samson’s cock. “Or anyone else, for that matter.

“I didn’t either. Hopefully the swelling will go down and we’ll be back to normal in the morning. You don’t have anywhere to be, do you?”

“No.”

“Good. You can spend the night.”

Excitement flashed across Trevor’s face. “Yay~”

They worked together to get the comforter off of the bed. Samson was halfway towards the door when he realized that he was trapped inside thanks to the breadth of his nutsack. With how difficult it had become to just take a few steps, he crumpled the comforter into a was and tossed it into the living room. “Well, looks like we’re stuck here.”

“You can’t make it through?” Trevor asked, sitting on the bed.

“Nope, not at this size.”

“Shoot. I don’t think I can either.”

“It’s OK. Like I said, we’ll be down a few notches in a few hours.” He was alerted to the camera still working by its shutter clicking. He dragged himself over to it, picked it off the stand, then turned off the automatic shudder. Since he had turned it on, he had taken 89 photos. A total of over 200 had been taken since Trevor walked into his apartment. A very nice haul. “You wanna look at these with me?”

“Ooh!” Trevor bounced in his testicular seat and clapped. “Yes, yes! Bring it over here.” Samson dragged his nuts over. It was like carrying an overburdened sack of potatoes. He took a seat next to Trevor. He scrolled the album all the way back to the beginning, starting off with those modest headshots. “Oh, I love it. Keep going.” Samson flicked through the album one at a time, angling the screen at Trevor so that he could see. He would chirp and giggle whenever he saw a particularly flattering image of himself. He hid a giddy smile behind his fist once he saw himself posing on the couch. Then, suddenly, his shirt was off, then his pants, then his underwear. “Ugh… Look at me. I’m fucking incredible.”

Samson laughed. “You sure are.”

They rolled through each of the lewd poses, eventually coming upon him gobbling on Samson’s cock. He saw the various positions he had put his mouth in. The build up of saliva and precum was clear with each following picture. The last was a shot of him gaping his mouth and catching a rope of white in the mouth. It was blurry and off kilter, something Trevor thought made it even cuter. Next was Trevor on the bed, watching the camera and waiting for it to go off. Partially in frame on the right was Samson’s hulking body. Next they were on the bed together. Trevor was smiling up at him, looking very small beneath his towering height. Next he was aiming his ass up at him, and then Samson’s face was buried in it. “Oh fuck… Now that’s hot,” Trevor commented. Samson agreed wholeheartedly.

They moved on to Trevor riding, then doggystyle. The perspective showed Samson’s backside, looking like a monolith over Trevor’s bent over frame. There were shots that occurred both when Samson’s hips were pulled back and when his buttocks were clenched. Every so often Trevor would show a sliver of his face and an expression wrought with pleasure. Trevor actually blushed at the sight of it. “Wow. You know, I’ve seen myself getting fucked on camera before, but this… This is something else.”

It was Samson’s first time. “Yeah, it really is.”

They reached the final climax and the images of Samson carrying the sheets away. “Whew. That was pretty cute. Now let’s see what’s on that phone of yours~”

“Ooh! You’re right. I almost forgot about it.” The phone was on the other side of the bed from where they sat. Samson leaned over and reached for it, too lazy to pick his sack up and get closer. He grabbed it and sat up. He opened the gallery and saw that the video was over 9 minutes long. He didn’t have any memory of hitting the stop button. Hopefully it had captured the final orgasm. He opened the video. There was Trevor on his back, smiling saucily up at the camera. Samson cringed at the sound of his voice telling Trevor to say ‘hi’. His embarrassment increased with his dirty talk.

Trevor sensed his discomfort. “You OK?”

“Yeah, it’s just weird hearing me say that kind of stuff, like this, I mean.”

“You’ll get used to it. Trust me, I thought it was super hot.” The two of them relived Samson penetrating him and the storm of thrusts that followed. Trevor’s screams were loud and feminine. The pounding of Samson’s flesh and breath was mighty. If they hadn’t both spent their sexual energy already they would’ve been masturbating. All in all, it didn’t make a bad porn flick. The screen went erratic once Samson dropped the phone. It captured their orgasm, then reached the end of the video. Samson figured that his phone had run out of storage at that point. What a lucky break. “Well,” said Trevor. “That was interesting. I think whoever I send that to will enjoy it.” He looked at Samson tentatively. “Do you mind?”

“Of course not! I think it’s great.”

“I know, but not a lot of guys like showing their dicks to the world like that.”

Samson cocked an eyebrow. “Look at me. Do I look like a guy who’s bothered by letting the world see how hung he is?”

Trevor looked down and saw the several feet of gorilla penis that was laid out on the floor from Samson’s crotch. He giggled. “No, I guess not.”

“I’ll email this to you and all the photos. You’ll be a star in no time.”

Trevor kissed his cheek. “Thanks.” He took a deep breath. “So now what do we do? We’re stuck in here?”

“For now, yeah.” He checked the time on his phone. It wasn’t even three o’clock. “I don’t know how long it’s gonna be until we’re back to normal. Might be a few hours, might take a whole day. Again, you’re more than welcome to chill here for as long as you need to.”

Trevor’s mouth split open to inhale a deep yawn. “Uhhhhhhhh… God. If you don’t mind, I think a nap is what I need. It’s like I just went through a tornado.”

Trevor’s yawn infected Samson and made him do the same. “Heck, I think I will too”

Trevor took a moment to lift his sack off the floor and scoot back towards the center of the bed. He laid on his side and patted the space behind him. “Take a load off, big guy.”

Samson accepted the offer graciously and climbed onto the bed after him. It took a bit of effort just to lie down properly. Having a scrotum the size of a shopping cart and a dick to go with it wasn’t quite apt for proper spooning. Eventually he gave up and settled for lying on his back with his arm hooked underneath Trevor.. Both men would’ve loved a small bit of pillow chat, but they were far too exhausted to say a single word. Within minutes they were both asleep.

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Samson woke up first, lying in the same position he had fallen asleep in. His eyes snapped open to see the ceiling above. He licked his lips and looked over to see Trevor still asleep. His mouth was hung open with drool coming down his lip. The bedroom was dimly lit under the curtain of dusk. The air still simmered with the aroma of their previous activities. He went to move his arm, but found it held in place by Trevor’s body. He moved it enough to make Trevor stir. “Mmm…” he groaned. He closed his mouth and shifted around. His eyes opened and saw Samson staring. “Hi.”

“Hey there. Sleep good?”

“Mmmm, I was.”

“Good. So did I. It’s getting late. I think we slept a few hours.”

“Can’t we keep going?”

“We can. Hold on.” Samson lifted his head to look down at his crotch. To his dismay, his cock and balls hadn’t shrunk at all. They were still bloated to the nth degree, swaddled in a net of veins, thrumming with sexual energy and juices. He looked over and saw that Trevor’s was the same way. The shaft had gone flaccid, but couldn’t retreat all the way back into his sheath. “Shit. I thought the swelling would go down by now.”

“What?” Trevor looked down. “Oh no…” His eyes went wide. Energy found him in the form of panic. “Oh no!” He shot upright. Samson quickly slid his arm out from under him and twirled it by the shoulder to shake the numb away. “Fuck! Is it gonna stay like that? What are we gonna do?”

Samson sat up. “Calm down. It’s not the end of the world. We still have time for it to go down. If it doesn’t, well…” He shrugged. “I guess your porn career will go even better than you thought.”

Trevor rubbed his hooves around his sack despondently. “Yeah, but… How am I supposed to get around?”

“I saw you walking with it. You’ll be fine.” He gently patted one of his balls. “With jewels like these you’ll be the talk of the industry.”

Trevor wasn’t so sure. He looked at Samson’s. “What about you?”

“Me? Hell, it ain’t gonna stop me from takin’ pictures. I never told anyone this before, but one of the reasons I got so big was because of my junk.”

Trevor gave him a guilty smile. “Yeah, that is kind of why my friend recommended you. Said you and I would get along well.”

“Yeah? I’d say we did.”

“Yeah,” Trevor said with a chuckle. “We definitely did.”

And so marked a new beginning in both of their careers, one that led to great fame for the both of them. Trevor’s fears were fortunately unfounded, and his newly attained endowment was the catalyst of a spectacular career. Samson discovered that people wanted to take pictures of him, now that he had the anatomy worth photographing even more than before. His days were split between taking pictures of people and showing off that planetary package to everyone who wanted to see it. Trevor’s friend was right. They had gotten along very, very well, and would succeed for the rest of their careers because of it.

But before they could do any of that, they had to get out of Samson’s bedroom.

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