The No Nut November Challenge
A sonnet-a-day detailing the struggles of a hyperfur who foolishly made a bet he could go the entire month of November without blowing his load.
The No Nut November Challenge
By Danath
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1
This month of strife is only just begun
No time has passed since I have made my vow
To quell the steaming furnace like a sun
A burning need for which I won't allow
I made this promise and I knew it odd
When told the difficulties that I face
But in exchange for keeping soft my rod
This sinner may achieve a wondrous grace
Uncertain though I be about my fate
This struggle may contain my passioned urge
Control of self: one month, no masturbate
My mind is set: the horniness I'll purge
Two hours done with hundreds more to come
Perhaps I'll find a rub that makes it numb
2
Eternity has passed and yet a day
I'm not sure how much more of this I'll take
Unanswered, I no longer try to pray
My thoughts cannot escape this awesome ache
I try to meditate and rest alone
Unbidden, loud desire holds me fast
Time slows again and I let out a moan
A second is a minute at full mast
Though just begun, I long this journey's end
But I am not a solo passenger
Each step, each bounce, each jostle makes them send
A lit'ny of complaints, a thund'rous purr
Another minute passes by so slow
November's end will come with quite a show
3
Day three and things are starting to get rough
I'm constantly erect and hard as steel
I may as well be going in the buff
For all that my tight pants fail to conceal
One-tenth of time has passed to finish strong
The bet I made is one I cannot lose
If I remember that, I can't go wrong
But now I cannot even see my shoes
These thirty days loom over me like storms
My spine is stiff from all the lightning bolts
My clothes reveal a multitude of forms
In crowds, I sense the jealousy of colts
They see it not as should be - as a curse
If I stay hard so long I'll need a hearse
4
No Nut November puts such strain on me
Despite the name, I carry such a load
Though squirrels, I'm sure, are awed by what they see
I'd rather be back in my normal mode
No Nut November is a massive grind
The crowded shopping centers are the worst
My massive tentpole sways of its own mind
They say, "You should take care of this great thirst"
No Nut November drives me to the brink
Of sanity and madness 'ere I drip
Of what's contained within my shorts, I think
Will crack forth like a long and meaty whip
No Nut November please must end and soon
Or I'll turn into a Karno cartoon
5
A wave of dreams wash o'er me ev'ry night
A tidal surge of lust, a rising flood
Not nightmares, no, they do not cause me fright
But leave me with a swollen, aroused dud
These wet dreams cause my furniture a mess
But are my only comfort in this time
I'll pay my cleaning bill with some duress
New bedding, too, has cost a pretty dime
My waking brain is occupied as well
By thoughts of pounding with my mighty stalk
By night or day I'm trapped in lustful hell
With balls so huge so I find it hard to walk
And now I lay me down to sleep again
So wake me up when this November ends
6
The news today is worse than e'er before
The only clothes that fit are stretch gym shorts
The bulge is displayed for all to adore
Packed tight with balls unfamiliar to sports
Commuting to my job requires blush
I hear loud whispers gossip 'bout my balls
My morning coffee spills amidst the crush
As people pack in tight and into walls
The pressure 'gainst my package makes me heave
Clamp fingers round my muzzle, stop the roar
Of pleasured heaven after agonies
My right pant leg is dripping on the floor
The train pulls up, and I flood out the gate
It's only been six days without a mate
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What reasons could I have for doing this?
What dreams may come when I complete this task?
What benefit of my moral compass?
To suffer so for naught is much to ask
One week is done, and I am done, I fear
I cannot sleep or eat or drink for throes
Good will? There's none for what was past myself
That monster is the source of all my woes
Enlightenment? No, this is punishment
This seventh day I curse myself anew
I must continue with this leak containment
Today was great until that condom blew
I hope my future self is true happy
For I am most the mis'rable of thee
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I toss and turn and yet no sweet dreams rise
Escape these mortal throes for just a tick
A moment's rest would be a nice surprise
But heat and humid rise where'er I stick
It's damp, quite moist, but no one likes that word
It's grown again and reaches to my chest
A monster, as it has now been referred
Grand urges fill my paws, yet unharnessed
I wake sometimes surprised and jerking
It happens once or twice a night by now
Will myself to stop each time - exerting
A restful sleep is worth all I endow
These sticky plastic sheets are like my thoughts
What if I have to sleep outside on cots
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A cream, perhaps, or some cool ointment, please?
A mellow balm to soothe this monstrous heat?
A tidy tincture that will ease my pleas
An aperitif that quenches lust quite neat
An icy tingle as I deck the halls?
A draught to cleanse my mind of thoughts impure?
The sense of winter cold to tease my balls?
I'll soak myself in pools of what may cure
This overwhelming urge that overflows
My maleness now does hang below my knees
I worry that I'll soon be to my toes
A crowded place is now twice that with me
Though I leave quite the trail that's musky wet
Succeed will I in this ungodly bet
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"What if I give in now?" I think. Just look!
I'm perma-semi-hard at least today
I have to limp and hold in front a book
Or rather stacks, to hide the meat away
At my desk I will stay, no coaxing me
There's nothing that would make me stand for work
I'll say I hurt my leg - fell out a tree
And then they won't think that I'm such a jerk
Right here I'll sit until the clock runs out
I won't reveal the massive oak beneath
I won't give in though they may plead and pout
At lunch I'll try to fit back in my sheath
Did you hear? The break room has free donuts
Damn. Here I go to show off some big nuts.
11
It's rather freeing, at this point, to swell
With pride at what is going on with me
These circumstances, could it be, are well?
This morn I nearly met the day with glee
I get nice compliments right off the cuff
From clothing store cashiers as I upgrade
If I get bigger, I'll be in the buff
I've even gotten offers to get paid
Ignore attention such as that, I say
It does no good to get such lustful praise
Just blush and turn my head and bulge away
And don't respond when they ask, "What's it weigh?"
This leaky, musky, massive stalk of mine
Gets lots of offers for a wine and dine
12
Forget the nice things I said yesterday
I'd gone too deep, and was not thinking straight
This hell is real - that I alone can say
Reminded that this challenge I do hate
I woke up in this morning stuck to bed
A fountain splattered, splashed across the wall
I wrestled with my twin in size - the head
And realized that my length was far too tall
My nuts swell to the point of cartoonish
Each heave of musky ballflesh cedes a gush
I must look like a hyper-ized commish
As jizz rolls down my back and clears my tush
So be it, I'll sleep outside from now on
My own public show, right out on the lawn
13
I'm almost halfway through - I think I'll last
Throughout this awful month of cock-size checks
I am reduced to wearing stretchy pants
That outline every eager curve and flex
Unlucky number thirteen almost was
The elevator was a tad too close
It almost gave the tip a nasty buzz
I turned too fast and toppled people's rows
To take the stairs is such a giant risk
For giants like me cannot spread my knees
The danger is that I'll get a slipped disc
The hospital would make me pay huge fees
I soaked the elevator through and through
With pungent pre that acted quite like glue
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Two weeks! Two weeks are done! A milestone!
I'll celebrate tomorrow as well
It's getting better day by day alone
I 'pologize for the comments re: this hell
There's nothing that I can't enjoy myself
I'm so pent up and horny it's a crime
At work I'll let my dong out on a shelf
It makes great conversation at break time
Before the day is done, I'm called to him
The big boss isn't happy with my size
It's only twice the girth of his whole limb
Can't help it if my bulge obscures my thighs
Turns out he's not the jealous type at all
He wants me at his business retreat spa
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Though never staying in my sheath, at least
It's soft and spongy, a welcome relief
And though it leaks some pre as teased,
I'm halfway through - don't that beg belief?
The ominous impression of my sac
The steady throbbing quiver of my nuts
The pants so full they need a tighter pack
The awesome musk that sends some into ruts
Is confidence in stride so great a sin?
Why not impress the passers-by abroad?
To walk, I twist my hips, just to begin
Inertia does the rest - I'm not a fraud
There's nothing like the feeling of the eyes
Who get a hardon, shockèd with surprise
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Behold the tiger, known for his stripe
While stripes I leave could make custodians cry
With jealousy at my enormous pipe
Employment rumors make it clear for I
Have been bestowed on me this name so true
Apparently I'm known as cat supreme
And bets are being placed on what I'll do
When I wake from this No Nut challenge dream
The betting pool is getting very large
The whisperings grow louder in the halls
I'm often checked and asked by those in charge
Of whether I have been yet, true or false
I have to stay the course and hold my paw
My own bet is at stake if I withdraw
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My motivation is now added to
Supporters guide me on this narrow path
These followers who're called the No-Bait Crew
Are counting down my days like so much math
For love or money matters not at all
Their hungry eyes stare at my bulging shorts
The leaky wet spot collects beneath the ball
My third leg flexes out some strong retorts
Right now I barely hear their worried words
Each day is slowing to a timeless crawl
I'm groped and grasped along by endless herds
Who threaten my success when meat they maul
I'm not so sure my fan club is the best
They haven't let me get a bit of rest
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Today I woke for the first time in fear
As gouts of seed demolished my own tent
My tentpole tore and cut a giant sheer
And ended up across my shoulder bent
The cabbie I had hired took one look
Abandoned me to find another way
Afraid I am of my name in the book
I'm late to work this week most ev'ry day
I can't find pants that fit so out I hang
At my size it's more lewd to have them on
The breeze and amazed staring sends a pang
I hope this public nude won't turn me on
I'm so pent up and horny I can't think
I'll therefore go and have myself a drink
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"How goes it, stud?" I hear them call, "You good?"
Given the month off work, I laugh
My swollen junk parades the neighborhood
It's grown again, now long times 10 and half
The swollen member pulses 'gainst the cloth
My ankle drowns beneath the endless wave
A chorus whispers from all sides; I froth
And saunter with a thick grin - I'll behave
The betting pool has grown as big as I
The legends of my musky sac spread far
It drags the waistband down near past my thigh
Fat as a steering wheel upon a car
I wonder how much bigger I can grow
Now that all sense of shame has left me so
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Was I once worried 'bout my self-control?
Despite the muzzle slurping on my prize
I'll never cum with this amazing pole
Until I win the bet - then, no surprise,
I'll shoot my wad as fast as I can cum
I'll squeeze and stroke until my balls aren't blue
I'll pump my pecker deep into a bum
I'll fuck them all! Yes, you! And you! And you.
I can't wait to unleash my monster dick
When squeezed into a room alone with thee
Upon some soft and unsuspecting trick
I'll feed the seed that's long built up in me
I'm not about to blow, or blow this bet;
That doesn't mean you can stop sucking yet
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Just ten days left, and each day I adore
Awaking from the wet dreams just to find
The awful swollness draping to the floor
With balls so fat I might just lose my mind
It's getting hard to walk, but that's okay
Today a gathering of fans came by
There's always two or three cute guys to play
They keep my cock from ever going dry
They brought a stuffed chair to the yard out front
And I relax quite hard upon my throne
My royal guards engage in quite the hunt
While drivers-by snap pictures on their phones
A regal scene of lust for hyper fans
A dozen moaning males stroke base to glans
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I've outgrown chairs and now prop up between
A pair of bulging bellies of two skunks
Who spent the morning putting on a sheen
For my enormous member; they're such hunks
Each stroke of wet tongue left me blissed and dazed
They worked from balls to tip and back again
From gallons of thick pre they were not fazed
Just as I could not be moved from my zen
They groan and tease and beg for me to shoot
These weak-willed males who could not last the tour
They're jealous of my length, now past my foot
My size encourages these thoughts impure
I have a nagging thought I am betrayed
They may protect a bet against me made
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I'm sure about it now; there is no doubt
These villains seek to make me lose my way
They gasp and moan and beg and plead and pout
All while with my big, thick dick they do play
They're trying to get me to pop my top
They want me shooting loads into the street
Despite the masturbatory sweatshop
I manage to enact a full retreat
Their paws tug on my hugeness in my sheath
The heavy weight remains lodged deep in fuzz
Their fingers feel so good I grind my teeth
My insides are filled with a mighty buzz
A week to go is all I have to do
I steel my nerves and resist lewds anew
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The city almost cost me lots of cash
When their inspector said I'll flood the line
I think I got a pass when he did mash
His face in to my sac as though to dine
I let him join the others to worship
With the rest who found a new religion
My No-Nut November championship
Encourages a horde of males to sin
I'm thicker round than most can stretch their limbs
Of late, my growth has been incredible
Describing risks a lack of synonyms
I'm not, to be realistic, beddable
I doubt the fervent among them will care
We'll just see when the time comes how they fare
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Five days to go and all I see is red
My vision blurs; I've grown quite hard today
I feel the blood run hot within my head
Only outlines of my girth I see sway
Five days to go and all I feel is heat
My body itches, tingles with its need
I'm losing confidence that I'll complete
My lustful urges demand to be freed
Five days to go and all I hear is now
Adoring crowds of dozens tease my cock
Their paws are milking my length like a cow
I fold my ears as their cries bathe my stalk
I'm going to be brave and hold on tight
I have a feeling I won't last the night
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I only made it through the night so black
To see the morning sun arrive with hope
I beg the mob to please cut me some slack
All through the night each one responded, "Nope!"
They've levered my huge shaft up from the ground
It's so enormous that they hide beneath
They disappear completely 'neath the round
Urethra pumping from the taut-stretched sheath
I'm pumping gallons of pre by the sec
It washes over horny males who groan
And more yet join who gladly made the trek
To tease and grab a pawful of my bone
When did my bet become so difficult
As requiring a cock-obsessive cult?
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The countdown to my liberation starts
Three days to go and I am feeling smug
I've humbled all who ogle at my parts
Resisted all who on my nuts did snug
Three days to go and I can't see my knees
I'll cum as much as I can - all I please!
What joy I have to sense this near release
It's almost like I've mastered these high seas
I'm captain of my ship and sirens damned
This constant teasing will not stray me now
Across my awesome girth these hot males fanned
I won't give in until I take my bow
My confidence and swagger take no hit
I've only three days left to conquer it
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My pleasure grows as my tip floods the yard
The spectacle and noise is growing loud
The countless livestreams document how hard
My titan cock is thrashing through the crowd
A bucking bronco couldn't hold a light
To how my dong moves on its own
A massive lance that loves to find a fight
Enveloped by the sycophants who moan
I'm even bigger than I thought I'd get
It's to the point that I am now but dwarfed
By towering and pleasured flesh yet set
On holding back despite a month so morphed
I wonder how long it will take to go
Back down to the size that I used to know
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It seems a shame to say I almost failed
The pleasure grew too hot inside my brain
If I had cum, my dreams, they would have sailed
The night was long and torturous - such pain!
The ones who stand to lose a lot of dough
If I am a success at holding fast
Together worked to give my dick a blow
And almost caused a huge orgasmic blast
The foxes, rabbits, mice and all the rest
The horses, badgers, and the many striped
The cats and dogs I now think as a pest
The wolves especially seemed quite too hyped
I will not give in now, for this I swear
At twelve-oh-one, the first, my seed they'll share
30
The final day is here at last - enough!
Enough of so much teasing, tender strokes
I've willed myself to live an act so tough
The deed would break the minds of many folks
I grew much bigger again overnight
Above me rises this great mighty dong
It rises up to an imposing height
It flexes hard and fast and ever strong
Above the crowd of desp'rate males it sways
They crawl upon each other for a taste
The news is here to recount all my days
I give a quickie interview in haste
The minutes count down 'til this bet is won
I'll never gamble again once I'm done
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