Growing Pleasures pt. 1
Growing Pleasures pt. 1
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*shwoomp*
*Thump-thmp*
"G-nuh?" Grunted a large, muscular hyena, having been woken up by the sound of the daily mail getting dropped off by the door.
Greg rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he lifted himself off the couch, his groggy form looking around the living room in slight confusement. He must have fallen asleep accidentally while watching TV after he had gotten back from his late-night job.
He brushed off the thought lightly, scratching his shirtless furry chest as he went to the front door to bring in the mail. There was some person who liked to go around and steal mail that was just sitting out in the apartment; especially packages that were dropped off by the doors. It sounded like something had been dropped off, so he thought he might as well bring it in. Made him wish that he could have found a place a bit more secure and private, but affordable living was a bit sparse in his city, so he didn't have much of a choice.
He opened up the door, finding a small box, not much larger than a shoebox. He bent down and picked it up, smirking as he saw where the sent address came from. He had ordered this for shits and giggles a couple weeks ago, not really expecting it to do anything, but they were offering it for free and even paid for the shipping, so he thought "why the hell not?"
Greg tossed the box on to the coffee table in the living room, and went to the bathroom to freshen up a bit. His smooth, dark headfur was a bit messy as he brushed his paws through it; he had it done in such a way where the long thin strands were slightly spiked and hung away from his head. He thought it looked pretty stylish, but it was a bit annoying to keep neat.
He brought a toothbrush up to his black muzzle to get rid of that morning mouth taste, brushing quickly and lightly over his teeth. He took a moment to check out his reflection a bit more closely as he scrubbed the taste out. He certainly thought he looked handsome, golden brown fur covering his muscular frame, dotted with large black spots, and he knew that he was, since he got more than just the occasional glance.
If there was one thing he was disappointed in, though, it was his size down below. He wasn't even five and a half inches in length; he had pretty good girth, but when you're big and muscular and standing above six feet, it just seemed to accentuate the size difference even more. He's had more than one bad experience when it came to reactions to his size; he guessed that they were thinking everything was going to be big.
His thoughts returned to the package. He had been able to enhance his muscles and bulk through exercises and weight lifting, but he had never heard of anything standard and safe that you could do for your member size. Certainly, there were things that they say you could do, but they either sounded like hoaxes, scams, or just false hopes. This was why it interested him that there would be a product being offered like this. They must trust the effect their product has or else they wouldn't think the customer would come back for more. The only thing that nagged him at the back of his mind was why he hadn't heard about it before.
He spit into the sink, his second thoughts seemingly washing down the drain along with the water as he walked back into the living room to open the box.
The tape peeled off fairly easily, and he rummaged through the foam peanuts and pulled out four small, white cylinder containers, along with a piece of folded up paper. Greg placed the cylnders on to the coffee table, and opened up the sheet, finding an order form and directions for application.
Seems simple enough. The hyena thought to himself as he browsed through the single sheet. He went over to the window to shut the blinds absent-mindedly first before he began. His roommate was gone to work for the next several hours, so Greg had time to enjoy himself.
He made his way to the couch, unbuckling his work pants and letting his clothing and boxers drop to the floor, the metallic pieces of the garments making muddled thumps as they struck the carpet. He was completely in the buff now, his muscular frame devoid of any coverings as he sat down on the couch. He could still feel the fading warmth from where he had been sleeping just before; he laid himself back and got comfortable as he played with his large male orbs, his paws digging into the warm folds of his golden brown sac.
"Mmmm..." He groaned deeply, thinking of pleasurable thoughts to get his blood flowing. Tongues caressing his hard member, hot and wet as they dragged across his length; a muzzle tickling against his scrotum just before it's enveloped into the welcoming warmth of a lover's mouth, his male organs played with as they were suckled and dragged gently across the teeth of an imaginary mate. Paws caressing his inner thighs, slowly crawling up into his abs and chest, the tip of his member slowly entering into the lover's maw, rhythemtic pumpings inviting him to cum hard, long and deep...
It did not take long for his ebony member to being poking out of its sheath, growing with pleasure under the imaginative force of his combined fictional and manual ministrations, his paw beginning to pump the hardening length as it edged out each passing moment.
The first phase nearing completion, Greg forced himself out of his pleasurable stupor and picked up one of the small containers on the table, twisting the top off carefully as he peered inside. The container was filled with a white cream; it's consitency and texture not unlike sour cream or standard lotion, with a strange, strong smell somewhat similar to a male's musk. He dug a copious amount out with a couple fingers, the cream cold to the touch with a small tingling feeling similar to what mint does to the tongue.
With a fleeting thought of caution, he began to rub his semi-hard member with the stuff, covering every inch and crevice that he possibly could, even going partway into his sheathe to rub it in there. It was rather cold, and that minty tingly feeling was magnified on his sensitive organ. Greg dug another fingerful out and started lathering it into the fur of his scrotum, which was a lot easier to do since it wasn't quite so sensitive.
He closed the container and placed it back on the table, having emptied nearly half of it, and started stroking and rubbing the cream further into himself. It made quite a good lubricant from what he found; his paw slid effortlessly across his hardness. It was kind of pleasurable, and he started stroking himself more thoroughly, his breathing starting to increase as he built his pleasure up again. His muscular frame began to tense up, his large muscles bulking up under the effort and accentuating his build, stray muscles twitching as they prepared for the impending explosion of pleasure to assault them.
He was stroking wildly now, his paw a blur as he began thrusting into his strokes, his eyes half-closed and his tongue rolled out to the side of his open muzzle in pleasure. Each pounding stroke brought his pleasure closer to his peak...
Faster...! His paw trying to pull out more pleasure.
Harder...! His build-up was reaching fruition.
Almost there...
A sharp pain of friction. His pleasure spell broken, he hadn't realized he had rubbed the cream entirely into himself, thus losing his lubrication. He looked down at his cock as it throbbed softly in his loose grip, a little drool of precum coming off the tip. He decided he'd wait for now on getting himself off to wait and see if the cream he had rubbed in would have any noticeable effect, and he proceeded to rub in the last of the stuff that was still on his sac.
It only took another minute or so before Greg was done, and he laid back with his hands behind his head to see if he didn't notice anything. His cock felt oddly cold from that mintiness aspect of the cream, but he was still completely hard, and his balls were starting to get the same cold feeling. He snorted to himself; maybe it was just another hoax thing, they just had some chemicals that made your cock sensitive. He sighed in disappointment, taking his hand down to start to stroke himself off again, when he felt an odd twitch in his member.
Greg paused and looked down at his erection. He felt another little twinge in his right testicle, followed by a subsequent twitch on the side of his cock. He sat back again with his hands behind his head in curiousity, thinking that maybe it was starting to do something. He flexed and clenched his PC muscles every now and then to keep his hardness up as he watched and waited.
The little twitches gradually became more frequent, and the cold feeling was starting to dissipate and become warmer. It wasn't painful, but it wasn't really noticeably pleasurable either. Greg was starting to get a little impatient, so he decided to try to stroke himself to pass the time.
Just as he touched his member, a shock of pleasure ran through his body, and he pulled his hand away in alarm. Jeez! This stuff's made me ultra sensitive. he thought in surprise.
The flare of pleasure only dropped slightly, and now his member was spasming quite noticeably now, his testicles rolling up into him and back out rythemically. The feelings had suddenly grown quite pleasurable, and once again the hyena leaned back to enjoy the sensations.
It didn't take long before a new sensation began to surprise him, and he gasped and tensed up as it began to occur. It felt like the inside of his member was being licked against really hard and rough by a small tongue. It happened in small lengths, both pleasurable and uncomfortable as it seemingly urged his penis to stretch out and accomadate more blood to give it strength. He couldn't remember the last he had been this hard and aroused, his twitching, shining black member spurting a thick rope of pre onto his chest, the hot liquid and scent of his male seed arousing him further.
Amazing! He thought to himself. He wasn't even touching himself and already he was getting this much pleasure.
He tensed up again as the licking feeling travled further down into his body, his balls getting the brunt of the punishment now, feeling like they were being stretched and put to their limits, while the same feeling continued to occur in his member. The pleasure was still increasing, and he closed his eyes as he flet the feeling continue deeper into him, the feeling seemingly going into his lower abdomen.
He jolted in sudden surprise when the pleasure quickly spiked; he didn't know it, but the effect was now spreading into his prostate, all of his sexual organs getting punished and pleasured by the chemical cream. He could feel his release quickly starting to build from all of the sensations.
"Uh... Uhn!" He cried out. He knew he was going to blow his load soon, and he quickly tried to find something to catch the cum that would inevitably come out.
He lifted himself off the couch quickly, his cock twitching quite visibly now, strings of hot pre shooting out rhythmically into the air from the tip of his black member as he frantically looked for something to release himself into. A familiar muscle contraction; he could feel his fluids beginning to build up as he came close to breaking the point of no return as the strange, toungue-like assault continued within him. He clenched his PC muscles tightly to delay it as he grabbed the sky blue shirt off the floor he had left from last night. He crumpled it up loosely around his cock in hasty preparation and stood with his legs slightly spread.
"Urrghh!" The hyena's face was crumpled up into a contortion of pleasure, his eyes tightly shut and his lips curled in a sneer as his muscles quickly tired from the strain of witholding his release. The tight pressure was eroding his control, his aching, twitching sexual organs demanding that he release his hold, the tougue-like caresses urging him to let go, to allow the pleasure to take hold and awash him in a powerful, mind-numbing orgasm.
And he complied.
His tail hiked up as he relaxed his PC muscles, feeling his fluids begin to slowly fill up his shaft as the dam that was holding it back was released. A small muscle contraction forced the fluids up further, some of it trickling out from his tip and quickly absorbing into the fabric of the clothing as the feelings teased him before release. It lasted only a moment, though, and he tensed up as a stronger contraction signalled the beginnings of his orgasm.
"Oh... Ohh_hhh, yeah _!" He cried out in pleasure, beginning to thrust himself into his shirt as a thunderous orgasm released from within him. His cum violently flowed through his shaft, the black member seemingly expanding to accomodate the rush of fluids, as the white spunk exploded out from him in tremendous force and a lengthy spurt, his hastily grabbed protection failing to keep it contained as the hot ropes and droplets ricocheted out from the uncovered areas several feet into the air, getting some on the hyena's arms and abs and on to the carpet.
His eyes rolled back into his head, his muzzle open in pleasured stupor as he was dimly aware of the mess he was making, but didn't care as long as this explosive release continued, his member continuing to shoot hard, hot jets of his cum as his thrusting continued into his shirt, the fabric beginning to noticeabley turn into a darker hue as his fluids soaked it all the way through.
He had never cum that hard in his life, his member still extremely sensitive and pleasurable to the touch despite having cum so hard; and still cumming. The spurts were beginning to lessen now, but were still fairly strong, and Greg began to come back to his senses as he wrapped his member more thoroughly with his shirt, even though it was seemingly futile at this point, having made the mess already. He sighed and rolled his head back again as the pleasure continued to flow through him; he was amazed the orgasm was lasting as long as it was. Still, he wanted to to make it last as long as possible, and he grabbed the shirt tightly with a paw and began pumping his length through it.
He gasped in surprise as his cock responded much more favorably than anticipated, a familiar feeling beginning to stir within him again. His eyes went wide in realization; He wasn't prolonging the orgasm, he had just renewed it.
"Ah... Oh, shit... guh... fuck!" He cried, stumbling backward against the wall as he continued to pump, his muscular form twitching as it got assaulted by another explosive orgasm.
His member once again sprayed out his spunk in hard jets against the fabric, his sexual organs seemingly unphased from the previous release and still able to cum so much and so hard, over and over again. He could actually hear the sounds of his cum striking up against the wet fabric, the fluids having no place to escape as they pooled, warm and wet, around his shaft.
*spiiiiiiiick*
*spliick*
*spliiiick*
The fabric was unable to keep up absorbing anymore, and the hyena's hot spunk began to trickle down his shaft in small droplets as they escaped their confines, the paths they made shining as they gave his throbbing length the appearance of black lacquer, teasing and pleasuring him as they spread slowly down his penis.
Incredible. Absolutely incredible! Greg thought to himself, the constant pleasurable assault beginning to tire him out as his weakening, abused form slid down the wall, having been orgasming constantly for at least a couple mintues. His cum was beginning to collect at his sheath, pooling at the bottom and threatening to trickle on to his balls.
He sighed in relief as the orgasmic contractions began to lessen in severity, and he lay back on the wall with his eyes half closed to enjoy the afterglow. The cum collecting on his sheath finally spilled over, slowly rolling down his sensitive scrotum like warm honey, tickling him, pleasuring him...
Setting off another orgasm.
"Ugh..." Greg moaned weakly as he quivered and was brought to his knees, his balls bunching up within himself tightly before they rhythmically started releasing themselves. Another shock of pleasure flowed through him, weaker than before, followed by another few strong spurts of cum erupting from his tip. The cum flowed down his shaft in rivers now, powered by his renewed release as it quickly spilled over his balls and soaked his inner thighs. The throbbing of his cock was starting to become borderline painful now, and he was glad that his release this time was not as strong.
He fell forward to prop himself up by his paws as he rode out the last of his pleasure, the wet shirt around his member falling off and landing with a wet squilch as it hit the floor. His member was now free in the air, covered in spunk and sensitive to the change of temperature, another weak contraction occurring as it attempted to orgasm again, making a small spurt of cum before dribbling the rest out pathetically on to the floor. The afterglow had finally arrived, and Greg collapsed on to the floor, his muscled form breathing heavily as cum dripped off his large balls and exhausted member
Shit, even if this stuff doesn't do what it's supposed to, I'd order more just for the orgasms it gives. Greg thought to himself as he rolled over on to his back. Thinking this, he checked his penis carefully to see if there were any changes. It was a little hard to tell since he was becoming flaccid, but it did seem like he had grown just a little bit.
He smiled to himself. He still had another 3 and a half containers to go, and hours of time to himself.
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_Hmm... My second story on yiffstar! It's been a long while since my last story; I did this one because I was getting frustrated with my lack of drive, so I wrote something simple that recently came to me without worry of where it was heading or its content. I got delayed by a couple power outages, but the first portion of this is finally finished. I wrote it kind of quickly, not wanting to ache and mull over small details, and I think I might have made a few punctuation mistakes here and there, but I think it turned out rather good; I mostly did this to get my juices going (and by juices I mean WRITING juices, LOL)
I was originally going to write the full story where he uses all the containers in a single submission, but I thought that would take too long, so I thought I would go about breaking the story up for when he used each container of the cream. In other words, you can probably look forward to a couple more submissions on this, but I might try to work on some of my other stories that I've neglected 'till now first._
Feedback is appreciated!
~DPD