A friend showed me Literotica over a year ago today. Some of the stories are fascinating, others... ho hum. However, I had an experience upon my high school graduation that I have never forgotten, and I thought I'd be brave enough to submit it to you.
I'm rather busty now at 24 years old. I developed rather fast compared to other girls growing up. In junior high I was a C-cup. By freshman in high school I was easily D. Needless to say, I was hit on quite a lot. Even though I had many temptations, I was always faithful to my boyfriend all through high school right up until graduation.
Because I grew my breasts quickly I gained many names from the self-titled "studs" in the school. Stupid names like Twin Peaks, Major Melons and of course Tits Tina. Every one of those assholes that called me names had asked me out one time or another, I think solely because I had refused their advances.
Another boy in the school had also gained a title, his name was Bruce. Because Bruce was severely overweight Bruce was called Beach Ball Bruce. Bruce weighed in at roughly 340 pounds, a giant compared to my meager 5'5", 115 pounds.
Bruce was a big teddy bear, he was always sweet to me and very encouraging. Everyone knew that Bruce thought I was the most beautiful girl in the school. Bruce would always tell me that everyone else knew it too, they just had to much pride to admit it. I didn't exude an abundance of confidence back then, so it was nice to hear.
Upon my graduation I was moving across the country to go to college.
It was very late at our last party together and most everyone was drunk. I drank very little, I was afraid I would just cry because I was leaving all my good friends behind. Bruce was also very straight. Bruce and I spent lots of time together that evening chatting and reminiscing.
My boyfriend was becoming quite jealous of Bruce. After awhile he pulled me away from Bruce and said, "Do you want to know why they really call that freak Beach Ball? His testicles are huge, he can't walk with his legs together because he's so freaking disfigured!" This really made me angry, and of course we had an awful argument. I left to go upstairs to cry in one of the bedrooms.
As I lay on the bed I thought of what my boyfriend had said about Bruce. The thought of his testicles started to run rampant through my imagination. Seconds later, Bruce knocked on the door. I let him in and told him what my boyfriend had said about him that had caused the argument. Now understand Bruce is very big. He has a very big belly, a very large head, huge hands, legs and arms. So, I thought that the testicles thing could be true. Bruce shyly told me that he did have strangely large testicles. I was amazed he told me.
I had to ask if he would show them to me, I must have turned completely red. I couldn't believe I had just asked my good friend to show me his testicles! After a short term of silence that seemed to last a life time, he replied to me something like, "Tina, you are a very gorgeous woman and your figure fills the imagination of every man I have ever known. Show me your breasts, and I'll show you anything you want. " Hard bargain, but completely fair.
I locked the door and sat back down on the bed. I started to slowly and shyly unbutton my blouse and removed it. Then I undid my bra and let my breasts go free in front of him. My breasts are very firm and completely natural, so I knew he would get an erection. I didn't really care about that, I was just engrossed with seeing those testicles. As he undid his enormous jeans I could see his penis beginning to strain against his pants. He gently undid them and dropped them to the floor. Through his underwear I saw the largest package I have ever seen. I became frightened and excited. He lowered his underwear and this tremendous penis came out semi-erect. But below his penis were two orange sized testicles.