Quincy
Something fun to celebrate the season. Are you tired of No Nut November? Get ready for Non-stop Nut November.
Jason's pal, Quincy, has a unique condition which is incredibly obvious to anyone who sees the guy.
(P.S. Ya boi's got Linktree and Bluesky now)
Jason was taking his time as he headed from his class towards the bus stop. He had no real reason to rush, but upon seeing the figure seated on the bench at the bus stop, Jason picked up his pace and trotted up to his pal.
“Hey! Quin!” Jason shouted as he jogged the last leg of the way towards the bus stop.
Quincy glanced over his shoulder and gave a friendly wave to his approaching pal. The quick glance was enough for Jason to get a look at the guy’s face. Quincy’s face was as cute as ever, as was his stylish haircut, but even had Quincy’s hair not been a dead giveaway – it was jet black with a shock of pink through the bangs – there were other things that made it obvious that the dude on the bench was Jason’s friend.
As Jason approached, he glanced around at the large, contractor bag-sized condoms that were fill to the brim with jizz. The condoms had been tied off at the end, giving each massive sack the appearance of an overinflated water balloon. The enormous jizz-filled balloons even quivered visibly each time a car sped by the bus stop.
“Been here a while?” Jason asked as he counted the row of tied-off condoms.
“Eh. Ten minutes or so,” Quincy said with a shrug.
Jason nodded in reply and commented, “must be a heavy day then, huh?”
Quincy glanced over at his friend and cocked an eyebrow questioningly. “Heavy? This is pretty standard. If anything, I gave up after the first five minutes of waiting,” he replied and nodded towards his massive, exposed cock. A steady stream of spunk flowed freely from the tip of his gigantic hog.
Quincy’s cock was nearly as wide as his midriff. The enormous rod was easily as long as his legs, and his colossal cock was complimented by a pair of testes each the size of a large yoga ball.
Quincy never bothered to wear pants – not that any would fit him. His cock and balls were far too large for such a garment, and even had he tried to cover up, the constant flow of cum would have thoroughly soaked through the fabric in a matter of second. Although, his choice to wear miniskirts was unrelated to his upsized endowments.
Quincy’s outfit was what one could call “minimalists” and what another could call “thotty”. His clothes were less to cover up and more to accentuate his good looks. His tiny crop top cut off right above the nipples. His miniskirt didn’t even fully cover his ass even when he was standing.
Jason had been silently eyeing up his pal’s humongous cock and balls as well as his svelte thighs when suddenly, Quincy reached into the messenger bag at his side and flung a large, round disk towards Jason’s face. Jason had to quickly snap to attention in order to snag the over-sized frisbee out of the air before it beaned him in the face.
Jason glanced down at the large saucer he had just caught. Even through the plastic wrapping, he could tell what it was – a condom, and a huge one at that.
“Bus should be here any second. Help me get this on,” Quincy said.
“What’s the magic word?” Jason said playfully.
“Now!” Quincy teased back.
Jason chuckled and began to unwrap the massive rubber. It didn’t take long before he had it prepped and ready to go. He stepped around the bench and knelt down in front of his friend’s humongous cock. He was almost instantly soaked in spunk. The constant flow from Quincy’s dick suddenly sped up into a couple of quick spurts which hit Jason square in the chest a few times before he could get the condom lined up with the tip of Quincy’s colossal cock.
“I swear you do that on purpose,” Jason said.
“I can’t help it if you look cute when you kneel down before my cock,” Quincy teased.
“I’m gonna have to wash these clothes like six times to get all this off,” Jason grumbled, but despite his protests, he quickly shoved the rubber over the tip of Quincy’s cock and was deftly stretching it along the length of Quincy’s massive cock.
“Easy fix is to just stop wearing them,” Quincy said with a shrug.
“Maybe if I was hung like you. If a normal guy like me started free-balling, I’d catch so much shit,” Jason replied. As he said this, his eyes drifted towards the tip of Quincy’s cock. The condom was already beginning to swell up like a water balloon. Quincy tended to fill these fast, but this seemed to be flooding this one. It was going to be full in under a minute at this rate. Something seemed to have gotten him very excited.
“Then be hung like me,” Quincy said. There was a cryptic smirk on his face and tone in his voice that, while still as playful as he had been before, had a bit of an impish energy to it that made Jason balk for a moment.
Did Quin know something that Jason didn’t? As the thought crossed Jason’s mind, his eyes once more fell upon the rapidly filling rubber. He was so fascinated by the sight of Quin’s massive cock and balls and prodigious output that he spoke without thinking.
“Trust me, if it were possible, I would,” Jason said with a laugh.
Jason wasn’t even sure why he said it. Sure, he had thought that Quin was hot. Sure, he had constantly fantasized about what it would be like to have such a massive cock and balls. Sure, the thought of constantly cumming intrigued him. Sometimes, he found himself fantasizing about what it would be like to be in a constant state of orgasmic bliss, but he had never said so out loud… at least not ‘til now.
“I mean… Whatever. Ignore that,” Jason sputtered and quickly tried to dismiss what he had said as just him misspeaking, but Quincy’s impish grin had spread to a positively Grinchly smirk.
“You know… they say that if you come into contact with enough hyper-spooge, you start to become hyper yourself…” Quincy said as if casually musing out loud to no one in particular. Yet, despite how disinterested he was pretending to be, there was a definite undertone of mischief.
Jason pulled off his shirt and began to wring out the spooge. As he did so, he replied, “I’ve heard that rumor too, but if it was true, there would be a ton of hypers out there. I mean, you drench every place you go.”
Quincy shrugged and let out a playfully feigned sigh, “I suppose that’s true. Probably for the best too. It wouldn’t be fun if everyone out there was as hung as me.”
“Yes… for the best…” Jason said with a wistful sigh. His gaze once more drifted towards Quincy’s massive cock. Jason’s dick was rock hard just imagining what it would be like to be that huge, but of course, it wasn’t obvious. His perfectly average pecker didn’t make a huge impression like Quin’s did, and he was already so soaked with spunk that a bit of his own pre would not even make be a drop in the bucket on the layer of fluids that coated his body.
As Jason’s eyes fell upon the tip of Quincy’s dick, what he saw broke his trance and immediately made him do a double take. The balloon attached to the tip of Quincy’s cock was huge! It was easily three times as large as the contractor bag-sized cum balloons that lined the sidewalk. The thing was taller than Jason was by a good margin!
“W-what the hell!?” Jason yelped.
“Sorry… I got really excited imagining you growing huge like me, hehe…” Quincy replied with a chuckle. There was something in his voice that seemed oddly wistful in a way. Could it be that Quin wanted this as badly as Jason did? Whatever the case, Jason didn’t have time to think too hard about it.
“I-it’s gonna blow! Give me another condom! I need to swap them out!” Jason yelped. He held out his hand for another platter-sized pecker-wrapper, but Quincy didn’t seem too interested in fishing a spare from his bag.
“Whatever. I’ll get it later,” Jason sputtered as he turned and began to peel the condom off his friend’s cock.
By this point, the condom had ballooned so big that only the head of Quincy’s cock was covered by it. The vast majority of the rubber had been redirected towards housing the swelling reservoir of spunk that slushed audibly within. In fact, it was so close to slipping off Quincy’s dickhead that Jason actually had to grip the rim of the rubber to keep it from slipping loose until he was able to get into a position where he could start tying it off at the end.
As the rubber slipped off the tip of Quincy’s cock, Jason quickly and deftly tied off the end of it. That was one problem down. The balloon was no longer swelling, and it was safely sealed, but Quincy’s cock was now spraying like a firehose.
Quincy’s cock was always hard, but now it was positively rigid. As soon as it was free from the condom and the weight of the massive, sloshing balloon of jizz, Quincy’s cock slapped back and stood completely upright. Spunk spewed forth from the tip of his dick like oil from a tapped derrick. Cum rained down around the surrounding area. If Jason hadn’t already been thoroughly soaked, he would have been completely drenched in an instant.
“Quin! You gotta calm down!” Jason shouted.
Quincy was writhing in ecstasy, but despite his orgasmic bliss, he managed to remain some semblance of lucidity. “I have a better idee,” Quincy murmured in a sultry voice as he gripped his fat cock and pushed it forward.
Before Jason could react, he was caught square in the face by a powerful blast of spunk. He was caught so off guard that he hadn’t even had a chance to close his mouth. He was halfway through formulated something to say when suddenly, a massive surge of spooge flooded his mouth and washed down his gullet. A warm, tingly sensation pulsed through his body. Jason found himself instinctively swallowing mouthful after mouthful of cum as it surged past his lips. The cum which flooded his gut felt oddly heavy, but not nearly as heavy as the crotch of his pants.
Jason couldn’t focus. All he could think about was how good he felt all the sudden. His hands instinctively reached down and gripped the swelling bulge of his cock through the soaked fabric of his pants.
Seeing this got Quincy even hornier. The stream of cum ramped up significantly. Suddenly, the surge of cum was so powerful that it sent Jason sliding backwards until he was pinned against the gigantic balloon of Quincy’s cum. Jason instinctively tried to adjust his footing, but the slick and slimy sidewalk worked against him. His footing gave out and he tumbled backwards into the massive, balloon – a balloon that had already been at more than max capacity. The second his body weight crashed down on the over-stuffed sides of the gigantic condom, it burst like the balloon that it was. Jason was suddenly buried under several hundred gallons of falling cum.
It only took a second for the jizz to disperse, forming a massive puddle of spunk on the surrounding sidewalk, but the event left Jason so covered in cum that he looked like a snowman made of semen. A thick layer of jizz covered him from head to toe, but as weird as it felt being so thoroughly coated in cum, there was something else that demanded his full attention.
The front of Jason’s jeans shredded open with an almost sickeningly wet tearing sound which caused Jason’s cock and balls to spill out. They were huge! Not nearly as huge as Quin’s but they were still much larger than they had been, and they seemed to be swelling before his very eyes!
“W-what…?” Jason murmured is awe as his cock, which was now as thick as his thigh and as long as his forearm continued to swell before his very eyes. Even his nuts, which were now the size of basketballs were visibly swelling.
Jason was so confused and excited and turned on and embarrassed by his exposed, spurting rod, that he gripped it to his chest both in an attempt to hide it from prying eyes and to feel it swelling in his arms and prove to himself that it was real, but all this really did was cause the spray of his ow spunk to shoot him directly in the face. His cock was already so huge that the tip of it already reached his clavicle. It was so thick that it was almost as wide as his waist. His massive, cum-sloshing nuts sagged heavily in his sack.
Eventually, the swelling stopped, and Jason could only stand and stare in awe at his new and improved cock and balls. His nuts now rested solidly in the ground. Either enormous nut was every bit as big as Quincy’s yoga ball-sized spheres, but whereas Quincy’s sack gripped his nuts high and tight, Jason’s sack sagged slightly causing his nuts to drag a bit, but as amazingly huge as his nuts were, Jason was more enamored with his fat cock.
Jason had a stockier build than his slender friend. The fact that his rod was now as wide as his hips meant that his dick was somehow fatter than Quincy’s own! They were probably similar in terms of length, but the sheer girth of Jason’s enormous cock blew him away. He could barely even hold the shuddering, spurting monster in his arms!
“What? How?” Jason sputtered as his massive cock continued to spurt.
“I wondered what it would take to finally turn you. You’ve been exposed for ages without any change. I guess we both had to really want it,” Quincy said with a shrug.
“What? That’s not what I meant! I meant, that is what I meant, but… what!? How!? How am I supposed to walk with this thing!” Jason sputtered.
“You get used to it. Besides, I’ll let you borrow some of my clothes,” Quincy replied. He was still spurting cum from his huge cock, but he was now mostly lucid. He had a lot more experience with this, and so was used to being functional despite being in a constant state of climax.
Jason glanced down at his now fully nude body. He didn’t have a stitch of clothing on except for his sneakers.
“It won’t look near as good on me,” he replied. He was honestly a little surprised that he was even able to formulate a comeback. He was still cumming like a firehose. Was this a side effect of his growth? Or had he just gone into such a state of shock that he was unable to parse how weird this all was or how amazing his cock felt.
“Nonsense! Thicc boys are in vogue. Flaunt that fuzzy tum and fat cock!” Quincy cheered.
It was at this point that the bus rolled to a stop at the curb beside the duo. The door slid open. The driver peered out in awe at the downpour and the devastation as well as the massively hung duo.
Quincy gave a friendly wave to the driver. “We’ll catch the next one!” He said pleasantly, but despite how casual his demeanor was, his dick was spraying cum straight into the air showing that he was extremely turned on by this turn of events.
The bus driver just stared in awe as the doors slid shut. The bus slowly started moving, leaving the duo alone to take stock of Jason’s new proportions.
