The Bigger, the Better 
Copyright 2000 by Stormbringer 
Revised 2009


Part 1: The New Neighbor

Gene felt sick to his stomach when his new neighbor walked out of
the back door of the house next  door. He had been excited to see
someone finally moving in next door, that is until he saw Brad
Johnson walking outside.

Gene had plenty of reason to hate Brad Johnson. Brad had gone to
school with him and had fucked Gene's first girlfriend, Suzie,
when she was drunk at a party. Brad had taken to calling Gene
pencil-dick after seeing him in the shower during gym class. Brad
was the typical obnoxious football player, who picked on geeks
like Gene. He had also married Tiffany, the prettiest girl in
school, whom every guy was secretly in love with.

Well, just because we're neighbors doesn't mean we have to be
friends, thought Gene as he went back to trimming his hedges.

Brad walked out and surveyed his yard. He glanced at Gene and did
a double-take. Gene flushed when he heard him say, "Pencil-dick?"

"Hello Brad," said Gene. "Long time no see and that's not my
name." Seven years without seeing Brad was not long enough,
thought Gene.

"Sorry about that neighbor," said Brad grinning. "Seeing you
caught me off guard. I'm sorry, but I can't recall your real
name."

"Gene, Gene Little," he reminded his old tormentor. Then seeing
the blank look on Brad's face added, "Eugene Little."

Brad nodded his head in recognition. His grin grew bigger as he
remembered the chubby little balding man before him. Eugene
Little, Genie the little weenie. Brad had made that nickname up
in grade school and was still proud of his wit. Poor pencil-dick,
he thought. Twenty five years old, pudgy, and half his hair is
gone already. Brad still had the fit muscular body he'd had when
he played football in high school and was damn proud of it.

The two chatted about old times for a little while and Gene found
himself warming up to Brad a little. His old hated foe actually
apologized for the hard times he had given Gene when they went to
school together. Gene was trying to recall something pleasant
from those years of torment that they could talk about, when he
noticed Brad staring past him, over his shoulder.

Gene turned around to see that his wife Brenda had come out into
the yard to get some sun. She was wearing a small bikini, that
exposed more of her breasts then it covered. His wife was shy and
never would have worn such a small bikini if she had known
someone else was out here. She rarely even wore it in front of
her husband. Gene called his wife over to say hi to Brad.

"Brad, you remember Brenda Peterson don't you?"

"No Gene," said Brad openly staring at Brenda's large breasts. "I
think I would remember such a lovely lady."

Gene was bothered to hear Brenda giggle like a school girl at the
compliment and her face turned bright red. She seemed bothered
when Brad couldn't remember her at all, but then she had covered
up her body in school and had gone unnoticed by most of the boys.

Gene heard Brad's door open and saw his old crush walk outside.
Tiffany had really let herself go. She had gained about fifty
pounds, was wearing too much make-up, and had on shorts, that
were way too small and tight for someone with her large thighs.
She also had a drink in one hand even though it was well before
noon.

Tiffany remembered Brenda and the two women chatted about old
times. Gene compared his beautiful, buxom wife to the overweight
former cheerleader. It was his turn to look smug as he turned to
look at Brad.

Brad was also comparing the two women and he turned to look over
at pencil-dick. His eyes narrowed when he saw the little wimp
grinning back at him.

"Who would have thought that you would have turned into such a
beautiful woman," said Tiffany to Brenda.

"Yeah, who would have thought," said Gene still grinning at Brad.

FRIENDS

Gene and his wife sat down to one of her fantastic dinners. She
worked as a day chef in town and always found time to cook her
husband a good meal. Brenda was very animated. She kept going on
about how good Brad looked and how she hoped the four of them
could be friends. Maybe she's right, thought Gene. Brad seemed
more mature then he had been back in high school. I should let
bygones be bygones, he said to himself. After all, in a way, Brad
actually did me a favor.

Eugene had been shocked when Suzie started dating him. She had a
decent figure and wasn't bad looking. One night she had gone to a
party with some friends. Gene stayed home because he didn't drink
or care for social events all that much. Eugene dumped her the
next day after finding out that she had gotten drunk and slept
with Brad. In retrospect, Brad fucking his girlfriend had been a
good thing because Suzie had turned into a complete slut and
fucked just about everyone after that, except Eugene.

Eugene was heart broken and had started talking to Brenda. She
wasn't the least bit attractive. Brenda had short blonde hair,
was way to skinny, and she had a mouth full of braces, She also
had a large distended belly underneath her baggy clothes. They
had started hanging out as friends and Eugene found he really
liked her as a person. Friendship had turned into love and they
had married right after high school.

Eugene decided to start fresh after high school and took to
calling himself Gene. He got the shock of his life on their
wedding night. As Brenda stepped out of her wedding gown, he saw
she had the most perfect, ripe pair of breasts he had ever seen
on any Playboy model. Her breasts stretched out her baggy clothes
making her appear to have a plump belly. In reality her waist and
stomach were as skinny as the rest of her. Things just kept
getting better as time passed. She let her hair grow long until
her blonde tresses reached down her back. Her braces came off
revealing a beautiful smile and she gained weight, filling out in
all the right places.

Gene looked at his wife across the table. Her body was now
perfect. Her hips had filled out and her breasts had gotten even
larger as she gained weight. Even better, after loosing their
virginity on their wedding night, she had turned into a sex
machine and they made love just about every night, though she
wasn't very experimentive.

Gene flinched with jealousy when Brenda confessed to having had a
crush on Brad back in school. He rationalized that just about
every girl had a crush on Brad, just like every guy wanted
Tiffany. Of course, back in school looks and popularity were more
important then character.

The weeks passed. The two couples became good friends and Gene
found himself starting to like Brad. He hated to admit it, but
hanging out with Brad made him feel like one of the cool kids.
Tiffany was very friendly and she and Brenda became close
friends.

Gene was a little envious of Brad's charm and good looks, but
thinking that he was the one with the hot, sexy wife always made
him feel better about himself. Gene felt guilty, but couldn't
stop bragging about Brenda to his friend. He even once described
what Brenda looked like nude and how he was shocked to find her
nipples were almost an inch long. Brad always listened intently
sometimes asking questions to get Gene to elaborate more.

One day Brad asked to see pictures of their recent vacation to
Florida. Gene had gone into his bedroom to get the pictures when
an evil thought crossed his mind. He had talked Brenda into
letting him take some sexy lingerie shots of herself as an
anniversary present for him. He had promised never to show them
to anyone else, but found he couldn't resist getting them and
mixing them with their vacation pictures. She was wearing a white
lace garter with a bra and panties. One picture clearly showed
one of her large nipples sticking out over the bra. Gene returned
to the living room, handed Brad the pictures and excused himself
to the kitchen.

He peeked through the door, watching Brad flip through the
photographs. Brad appeared disinterested until he stopped and
stared at one of the pictures. Gene grinned at Brad squirming in
his seat and smirked when Brad reached down and squeezed his
crotch. Gene felt a little turned on himself. He always wished
Brenda would show off more of her hot body to his friends, but
the skimpy bikini in their backyard was as far as she would go
and she didn't even wear that out much since Brad and Tiffany had
moved in.

"Oops, how did those get in there," said Gene returning to the
living room. "I guess it's ok to look since you'll never touch."
Gene let Brad look over the pictures before taking them and
returning them to the bedroom.

**********

A few days after Gene had slipped Brad the pictures of his wife,
Brenda was getting ready to go shopping with Tiffany. She kissed
her husband goodbye and practically skipped over to her friends
house, looking forward to the day.  She rang the doorbell and
entered when Tiffany opened the door. They talked in the living
room for a few minutes and Tiffany excused herself to go to the
bathroom. Brenda sat down and began leafing through a magazine.

"Honey, have you seen my jeans?"

Startled, Brenda looked up to see Brad standing naked before her.
His body was covered in muscles and he had an incredibly long,
thick penis that jutted out about eight inches, nearly twice as
big as her husband's penis. His massive penis was pointed right
at her face as she sat on the couch.

"Oh! Sorry Brenda," he apologized. "I didn't know you were here."

Brad made no move to cover himself and she continued to stare in
awe at his penis. It gave a little jump as she stared at it and
his penis started growing even bigger, rising  slowly upwards,
extending out even farther.

She came out of her daze when she heard the toilet flush, and she
turned to look in the direction of the bathroom. The next thing
she knew, Brad was gone. Tiffany returned to the room and asked
if she was ready to go. Flustered, Brenda just nodded and the two
spent the rest of the day shopping. Tiffany was from a wealthy
family and spent a fortune. Brenda couldn't concentrate for some
reason and didn't buy anything.

**********

"Honey," said Brenda, while playing with her food, "I
accidentally saw Brad naked today."

"Don't worry about it," replied Gene between mouthfuls. "I'm sure
it wasn't a big deal to him."
"But it was a big deal," continued Brenda excitedly. "It was
about an eight inch big deal and he wasn't even fully erect. I
had no idea penises could be that large."

Gene felt a twinge of jealousy when his wife mentioned Brad's
penis. He remembered it well from high school. Brad always seemed
to spend a lot of time soaping around it, like it was the most
important thing in the world to him. Gene had tried not to look,
but couldn't help being impressed with it. Brad's penis had
always seemed half-erect and ready to go at a moment's notice. It
was the same locker room shower, that Brad had taken to calling
Gene, pencil-dick. Gene's skinny little penis had seemed to
withdraw further inside his scrotum at the ridicule. Gene shook
off the unpleasant memories. His wife was still talking about
Brad. "If you want dear," he said a little grouchily, "I'll ask
him how big it gets."

Brenda giggled and said, "Oh, please don't do that, but I'd love
to know. How big is yours exactly?"

Gene was feeling penis envy and he was a little taken aback by
his wife's comparing him to Brad. "I'm not sure," he lied. "I
guess a little over six inches. Gene didn't want to talk about it
any more and excused himself to go to the bathroom. He could feel
his penis withdrawing back into his scrotum just like it had back
when Brad teased him.

**********

Gene always went to bed a little before his wife and got about an
hours sleep before she retired for the evening. She always
snuggled up to him and they would make love for five or ten
minutes.
Tonight, Gene awoke to feel Brenda tugging on his penis. Curious
about what she was doing, he didn't say anything, but he couldn't
help getting an erection, as he imagined she was about to take
him in her mouth for the first time. Finally he spoke up, "Brenda
what are you doing?"

"Just trying to get you ready," she replied a little startled.

"Well I'm ready," he said pulling her up. "Climb on board."
Brenda mounted him and his penis easily slid into her wet vagina.
They rarely had sex outside the missionary position and Gene took
the opportunity to suck on his wife's long nipples as she rode
him. She let out a little moan as he took a nipple into his
mouth, but her moans changed to a sigh as his penis ejaculated
inside her after a couple minutes. She reluctantly climbed off
his lap. Gene was soon fast asleep.

Gene awoke to movement next to him. Brenda was moaning softly and
gently rubbing her vagina. He hoped it wasn't the sight of Brad's
penis that had her so worked up. Sadly, his wife was one of the
many women who couldn't orgasm and he often awoke to her
frustration driven masturbation. He got up to go to the bathroom
and his wife froze, hoping he hadn't caught her. Gene knocked
something off the bed and forgot about it as he hurried to the
bathroom.

The next morning, he noticed a tape measure lying next to the
bed. He picked it up and saw that the tape was out and locked at
five and a half inches. Brenda had been trying to measure his
penis last night!

**********

Gene bumped into Brad at the supermarket. He had decided to quit
bragging to Brad about Brenda, since it seemed his wife was
curious about big penises, Gene decided he should just drop the
subject altogether. Brad brought it up though.

"Hey buddy," said Brad, "I'm a little embarrassed, but I walked
out naked in front of Brenda yesterday. Please tell her I'm
sorry."

"Brenda mentioned it, but didn't seem too bothered by it," said
Gene. "So don't worry about it."

Gene walked by his friend silently for a few minutes. He wanted
to let the matter drop, but he was just as curious as Brenda
about how big Brad was. "Brad," he said hesitantly, "I'm a little
embarrassed asking, but how big is your penis?"

Brad got that smug superior smile on his face at the question.
"Seeing me nude has your wife all curious, huh?"

"N-no," said Gene. "She didn't say anything about it. I just
remember you had a reputation back in high school for being
fairly well hung."

"Well for your information," said Brad still grinning, "my cock
measures a full twelve inches when erect."

Gene was a little taken aback. "I don't believe it," he said.

"Believe it. It's a foot long," said Brad smugly. "Ask Tiffany if
you don't trust me."  Seeing that Gene seemed a little upset,
Brad reached over and put his hand on his shoulder, "Don't be
embarrassed buddy," he said. "It's natural for your wife to be
curious after seeing me naked. How big are you?"

"My cock's only about five and a half inches long," said Gene
once again feeling penis envy.  His scrotum started retracting.

Brad leaned down and looked Gene straight in the eyes. "You mean
your penis. You can only call it a cock when it's over seven
inches, but I know exactly how you feel," he whispered.

"Sure you do," said Gene sarcastically, looking up at the much
taller man.

"Gene," said Brad. "we've been friends for a couple months now.
Can you keep a secret?" Brad waited for Gene to nod before
continuing, "My penis actually used to be smaller then yours, but
I found a way to make it bigger. I was only about four inches
long when I stumbled upon my secret. By the time I was in high
school, it was ten inches long. Brad continued seeing the
skeptical look on Gene's face. "I found a way to permanently
increase the size of my little penis, turning it into a huge
cock. I bet it would even work for you. It's simple and actually
quite enjoyable."

"No thanks Brad," he said after hesitating for a few seconds.
"I'm quite content with what I have now."

Brad looked disappointed as he said, "Ok buddy, I've only shared
my secret with some of my closest friends and I thought it would
help make up for all the mean things I said to you back in
school. Besides, a sexy lady like Brenda deserves to get fucked
by a big cock. Once they do, they'll do anything you want them
to. Oh well, back to shopping and don't tell Tiffany that I used
to have a little dick, she thinks I've always been big."

Gene felt Brad slap him on the back as his friend left to finish
shopping. All this talk of foot long penises had him feeling
inadequate and though he hated to admit it, the idea of having a
big penis himself intrigued him. He pictured himself slamming a
giant penis into his wife and found that he liked the idea. That
would shut her up about seeing Brad naked, he thought.

THE METHOD

Gene came home the next day and caught Brenda staring out the
back door at Brad mowing his lawn. After seeing her husband, she
returned to cooking dinner. Gene was a little distraught over is
wife's continued fascination with Brad. He walked out on the deck
for some air. Brad's muscular body was covered with sweat and he
had taken to wearing skin tight bicycle pants whenever he was in
the backyard. Even a couple hundred feet away, Gene could make
out the outline of Brad's big penis under his tight shorts. He
went back inside for dinner.

After making love to Brenda, Gene decided to tell his wife about
his conversation with Brad at the supermarket. His mind was
probably playing tricks on him, but Gene could swear her
breathing got heavier when he mentioned how big Brad's penis was
when fully erect. She seemed a little too interested, when he got
to the part about Brad's penis expansion secret. "Brenda would
you like me to have a bigger penis?" he asked.

Brenda reached down and squeezed his little penis lovingly. "I
like you just the way you are."

Gene smiled as he started drifting off to sleep. He must be
imagining her infatuation.

"Still," said Brenda, "It couldn't hurt to try."

The next day Brenda and Tiffany were out shopping. Gene noticed
Brad out in the yard practicing putting golf balls. He was
wearing another tight pair of bicycle shorts, that showed off his
bulge. Gene tried to summon up the courage to go talk to him.

Brad waved to him as he walked out in the yard. Gene waved back
and walked over to the hedge that separated their yards. "Brad,"
he said, "I want to ask you something."

Brad smiled at him and said, "Come on over."

Gene squeezed between a gap in the bushes and entered his
friend's yard. The minor exertion had the chubby man panting by
the time he made it over to where Brad was standing. Gene's face
was bright red as he asked, "Brad, I'd like to know how you made
your penis so big."

Brad nodded and said, "Come on inside."

Gene followed Brad into his house and into the bedroom. Brad
rummaged around in the closet before pulling out an old cardboard
box.

"Here it is," he said pulling out a long clear plastic tube with
a squeeze pump on the end.  He handed it over to Gene.

Gene looked it over before handing it back. "I don't get it.
How's it work?"

"I'll show you," said Brad pulling down his pants. Gene took and
involuntary step backward when Brad's monster cock sprang out. It
was even bigger then he remembered from the showers at school. No
wonder Brenda was so infatuated with it, he thought watching Brad
insert his penis into the tube. Gene hadn't completely believed
Brad until now. His penis was just too freakishly big to be
normal.

Brad moaned as he began squeezing the pump. His twelve inch cock
quickly grew fully erect as the vacuum developed in the tube. It
looked even bigger through the plastic. He noticed pencil-dick
staring at it with as much awe as any woman had ever stared at
it.

"This is called the invigoration process," said Brad. "You have
to do this once every morning and once every night. More if you
can. It stretches out the hollow cavities in the penis, so that
they hold more blood. The more blood the bigger the dick. My
penis was only about four inches long when I started. After about
nine months it grew to ten inches. I set it at ten, but then
started again until it was the size it is now."

"What do you mean, set it?" asked Gene.

"You have to invigorate it twice a day for around six months to a
year. One day you'll be doing it and your penis will suddenly
stretch out to it's new length. Then you have to set it in
something that can counteract the effects of the vacuum.
Fortunately an accommodating pussy does the trick."

Gene still didn't quite understand it, but nodded anyway. He
noticed Brad's penis now seemed even bigger and there was sweat
on his friends forehead. Brad grunted and sperm started pouring
into the tube. Gene had never known anyone could cum that much as
his semen quickly filled the end of the tube. Brad removed his
still spurting penis from the tube, it leaped a couple times
spraying even more cum into the air and onto the floor. His
friend stood there panting. Brad's penis was bright pink and
swollen from cumming. The golf ball sized head was covered in
sperm and Gene thought it was so hard he could use it to hammer
nails.

Brad watched Gene gape at his cock for awhile. "I would think
that a penis your size would set  even bigger then mine. I would
guess about fourteen inches."

"Fourteen inches," muttered Gene. The giant cock was finally
starting to get smaller with each pulse of the big vein. Gene's
cock would be even bigger then the monster before him, probably
the biggest cock in the state. The miracle device even made your
orgasms bigger, he thought looking at all the sperm it had spewed
out. "Do women really do whatever you tell them?" asked Gene.

"Hell yeah," he replied. "Tiffany always refused to suck cock. So
I refused to fuck her,  until she blew me. Now she can't get
enough of sucking my cock. Getting rid of my little pencil-dick
was the smartest thing I ever did."

"Brad," said Gene," can I borrow the pump?"

"Gene my friend, you can have it."

Gene grabbed it and excitedly raced home. He was in his yard
before he realized it was still full of Brad's sperm and he took
it over to his hose with a disgusted look on his face.


Part 2: Side Effects


Gene was so excited about having a big dick that he invigorated
immediately after cleaning out Brad's sperm from the pump. He
inserted his penis into the tube. It really did look a little
bigger through the plastic of the pump. He started pumping and
came in just over a minute. Gene wondered if he was doing
something wrong because Brad had lasted close to a half hour. At
least it does feel pretty good, he thought.

Brenda came home and began preparing one of her great dinners.
Gene watched her for a while, realizing for the umpteenth time
how lucky he was to have a wife like her. She was beautiful,
faithful, a great cook, and she loved sex. What more can a man
ask for? She deserved a husband with a humongous penis.

Gene told her about the events of the day over dinner and she
seemed to grow very excited at the thought of him with a big
dick. His wife squirmed in her seat as they talked about his
penis growing to fourteen inches. After dinner, she practically
pulled him into the bedroom.

As Gene crawled under the covers with his wife, he was surprised
that his penis wasn't responding at all. He tried rubbing it
along her labia, but there was still no reaction.

"What's wrong?" asked Brenda as she tugged on his penis in a
futile effort to make him hard.

Gene was embarrassed that he couldn't get an erection. "It must
be too soon after the invigoration process. We'll try again
tomorrow night." He caught his wife playing with herself again
that night.

Brenda watched him use the pump the next morning. She was hornier
then she had ever been seeing her husband's penis swollen inside
the vacuum tube. She couldn't wait to get home tonight to make
love. Gene came quickly in the tube. They got dressed and left
for work.

Gene hurried home that night to invigorate his penis before
Brenda got home. She arrived a little later and made dinner.
After dinner they raced to the bedroom. Gene's penis was as limp
as a wet noodle. Nothing they tried could make him hard. Brenda
had a disgusted look on her face as she tugged futilely on his
little penis for the second night in a row. Gene watched his wife
snort before rolling over and turning her back to him.

Gene sighed. "I'll ask Brad what's going on tomorrow," he said
before settling down to sleep.

When Gene got home from work the next day, he saw Brad and Brenda
talking in his backyard. Brad was showing off his bulging
muscles, especially the big bulge around his crotch wearing only
a small bathing suit. Brenda was laying out in her skimpy bikini.
Her long nipples were hard and poking at the fabric of her top.
Gene was excited to think that she was finally starting to loosen
up and show off her body. When Brad and Tiffany had first caught
her in her bikini she had practically died from embarrassment,
and had almost quit sunbathing altogether.

"Brenda tells me you've been having problems," said Brad as Gene
walked outside.

Gene was embarrassed to talk about it, but he explained his
performance problems to his friend.

"What you're experiencing is not uncommon," said Brad. "You just
don't have a lot of stamina. I can orgasm about five times a day.
Fortunately, the pump also increases stamina as well as size."

"So how long do you think until I can make love to my wife?"
asked Gene resting his hand on Brenda's bare shoulder. "We're
used to having sex almost every night."

"The earliest I have ever seen it work was five months and he
invigorated three to four times a day," said Brad. "You two need
to discuss whether the reward is worth the effort. Trust me
though, big cock sex will be better for both of you. Brenda just
keep thinking about big cocks to help you focus and get through
the next few months."

Brenda nodded, her eyes wide in thought.

After Brad had returned to his yard, they both discussed it and
decided the rewards would be worth it. Gene agreed to take the
pump to work with him and try to invigorate more then twice a day
to speed thing up.

Brenda went to bed thinking about big cocks. Since the only big
one she had ever seen was Brad's, she pictured her husband with
Brad's cock in her mind. She tried masturbating with that image
in her head and thought that if she could just get her finger in
a little deeper, she might be able to orgasm.

A month later, she started picturing her husband with Brad's
body. Brad had been a big help to her this last month. Coming
over to talk and listen to her problems every time she was out
sunbathing. The big bulge in his shorts and the memory of seeing
him nude helped her focus on her goal of waiting for her husband
to have a big cock.

They became such good friends, that by the next month she was
picturing Gene with Brad's face and body, pounding her with a
fourteen inch cock.

Gene invigorated everyday three or four times. He wished he could
do it more often because Brenda was getting bitchy, snapping at
him for little things and he wanted to get it over with. His
penis was constantly sore and his orgasms had been reduced to one
little drop of semen, being reluctantly drawn out of his penis by
the vacuum inside the pump.

SETTING THE SIZE

Gene was getting frustrated by his lack of progress. Five months
after starting, he went over to Brad's with his pump. Gene was
embarrassed to take his limp little dick out before Brad, but he
did it anyway. He stuck his penis in the tube and began pumping.

"Well, am I making any progress?" he asked after it had gotten
hard.

Brad looked critically at his five and a half inch penis in the
tube and said, "It's hard to tell, but it looks like it could
take at any time."

Gene felt fantastic hearing that his penis was about to grow at
any time.

"Have you given any thought to setting the final size?" asked
Brad.

"What do you mean?" replied Gene a little confused.

"Remember, once it takes, you need to find something like an
accommodating pussy to apply external pressure to your penis to
counteract the effects of the pump," Brad explained. "Think of a
scuba diver sitting in a decompression chamber. If you don't set
the size immediately you might have to start all over again."

Gene hadn't been very good a science in school and was a little
confused. "I don't see a problem," he said. "Brenda's been
waiting five months for this to happen."

"It must be an accommodating pussy," informed Brad. "Do you
really think that she will be able to handle your fourteen inch
cock after being used to only five inches?"

"Five and a half," corrected Gene, "but I didn't think about
that." Gene was now a little worried that he had given up sex
with his beautiful wife for five months for nothing. "What can I
do?"

"Well you have a few options," said Brad. "You can hire a
prostitute able to accommodate you, you can buy a large dildo,
but that's risky if not done right, you can find an object able
to apply external pressure to your penis, but that's also very
risky, or you can find a surrogate with a penis close enough to
your size to prepare her for you, but that's as awkward as hiring
a prostitute."

Gene thought it over. A prostitute was out of the question, as
was a dildo. Brenda would never stick an inanimate object in her
vagina. The only real choice was hiring a surrogate, but he
didn't like the idea of another man being with his wife. "What
did you do?" he asked Brad.

"I had a close friend with a nine inch penis loosen up my
girlfriend at the time. It took quite a few sessions, but
eventually she was ready for me.

"I don't think I want anyone else making love to Brenda," said
Gene.

"Well it's not really making love, it's more clinical, like
giving her a massage. That's why I had a friend do it. I needed
someone who was clean and that I could trust."

"I don't know," said Gene. "I'll have to discuss it with Brenda."

"You do that," said Brad. "Just hurry, it could happen any day
now." Gene thanked his friend and headed home.

**********

Brenda snapped at him for being five minutes late for dinner. She
was really starting to get unbearable. Gene hoped this ordeal
would be over soon.

Brenda listened to Gene explain the setting process and their
options over dinner. she didn't seem to like any of them. She
flat out refused the dildo and said a prostitute was out of the
question. They tried to brainstorm an idea for a perfectly sized
object to accommodate a fourteen inch penis but couldn't come up
with anything. Finally, Brenda said, "I guess that leaves out
everything but a surrogate and I don't like that idea either."

"Brad said it's more clinical then sex and that's the method he
used." Gene quickly explained how Brad had gotten a close friend
to prepare his girlfriend at the time."

His wife looked deep in thought. "Brad's been a good friend and a
big help to me over the past five months. His advice had been
good so far. I say we consider it, though I'm still uncomfortable
with the idea. Even if it is clinical."

"Well I don't like it either," said Gene, "but I'd hate to have
wasted the last five months for nothing."

They were interrupted by the doorbell ringing. Brenda went to get
it and he heard Tiffany's voice from the other room. She sounded
upset. Brenda returned to the table after Tiffany left.

"What's up?" asked Gene.

"Tiffany's mother is ill and she's leaving for awhile to take
care of her. She just asked if we could keep an eye on Brad for
her."

"That's too bad," said Gene clearing off the table.

**********

The next morning, Gene was dabbing up the lone drop of sperm
after invigorating when the phone rang. He picked it up and said,
"hello."

"Hi Gene," said Brad on the other end of the line. "I was
wondering if Brenda could give me a hand with dinner tonight
around five. I'm not used to cooking for myself."

"Well," said Gene, "she's in the shower, but I'm sure she'd be
happy to help. Hey, why don't we all have dinner together?"

"Thanks, but I'm worried about my mother-in-law and I would
rather be alone tonight. If Brenda could just come over at five
and show me a few things, I'd appreciate it."

"I'm sure that won't be a problem," said Gene. "I hope Tiffany's
mother is feeling better soon."

"Thanks buddy," said Brad. "I'll talk to you later."

***********

Brenda saw that it was almost five o'clock and yelled towards the
bedroom, "I'm heading over to Brad's."

"Ok honey," yelled back Gene inserting his little penis into the
tube. "Hurry back in case it takes this time."

Brenda snorted and left. She knew she was acting like a bitch to
her husband a lot of the time, but couldn't help herself. Plus,
she was starting to think she'd never see a big penis ever again.

She squeezed through the hedgerow and noticed Brad's back door
was open. Probably, to let out any smoke from the stove, she
thought. She stuck her head in and knocked softly on the wall,
"Brad," she called. She listened and didn't hear a response, so
she entered the house.

Brenda heard a chair squeaking in the living room and curious she
walked into the room to see what was going on. Brenda let out a
loud gasp when she saw Brad. He was naked and stroking his giant
cock in the big recliner in front of the TV. The chair was turned
and facing her so that she could see everything. His eyes were
half closed and he apparently hadn't heard her for he just
continued masturbating his big, beautiful cock. She hadn't seen
it fully erect and couldn't believe how big it was compared to
her husband's. She thought he'd be better off using both hands as
she stared in awe at his right hand sliding up and down it's
twelve inch length.

Brenda felt her long nipples popping out with excitement and she
could feel how wet she was between her thighs. She took a couple
steps forward so that she was only three feet from his cock. It
was rock hard and looked like it was about to explode at any
moment.
Brenda looked up for a brief second, Brad was staring at her as
he masturbated. He grunted and she looked down in time to see the
head of his cock flare as the slit on the end opened. It was
pointing right at her. A long strand of semen exploded from the
end of his cock. Even the strand of sperm seemed bigger then her
husband's penis, she thought as it flew up and landed across her
left breast soiling her blouse.. She didn't have time to be
disgusted as another long strand flew out of the end, falling a
little short of her this time. Another and another glob of sperm
burst from that huge cock head, each falling a little shorter
then the last, until there was a trail of sperm leading from his
cock towards her.

She looked at his cock. Brad was holding it at the base using
only two fingers, letting her see the entire thing in all its
glory.  Even more sperm poured out of the head and flowed down
the shaft like lava from an erupting volcano.

Brad continued to stare at her as he caught his breath.
Eventually he jumped up and grabbed a tissue from beside the
chair. "Brenda, I'm so sorry," he said walking over to her. "I
wasn't expecting you this soon."

"You said five," she told him. His cock was still hard and she
could feel the head poking her in the belly button as he used the
tissue to clean the sperm off her breast."

"No, I told Gene five-thirty," he said rubbing the tissue across
her breast. "God, I'm really sorry. By the time I saw you
standing there it was to late to stop."

He couldn't help but flick her nipples as he cleaned the sperm
off. Brenda felt a funny feeling in her stomach. Unnerved by the
hand on her breast and the massive cock poking her stomach she
took a step backward.

"Don't be embarrassed. You need to prepare yourself for sights
like this, because your about to have one even bigger any day
now," said Brad.

"I can't wait," she said looking at his cock. It had only
shrunken down to about ten inches since he came.

"Sorry again," said Brad making no effort to cover himself. "Tiff
may be gone for awhile and I'm used to sex everyday. I don't know
what I'm going to do."

I was used to having sex everyday too, thought Brenda staring at
the still swollen cock.

***********

Brenda squeezed back through the hedgerow after Brad told her he
hadn't even started dinner and said not to worry about it, he'd
just get a pizza. She was embarrassed by the event. Her legs had
felt weak as she stood before Brad and she had to fight not to
fall to her knees before him. He had said she needed to prepare
herself and she did. His cock would be perfect to prepare her for
when her husbands grew to fourteen inches. Gene was setting the
table when she walked in.

"Damn it Gene," she screamed. "Can't you even get anything as
simple as the time right?" She realized it was her horniness and
frustration that she was taking out on her husband, but couldn't
help it. She told him about the whole incident at Brad's.

"I sorry," he apologized, "but I could swear that he said five
o'clock at least twice. Gene frowned looking at the stain across
his wife's breasts and at another one down near her navel. He
could still see a big glob of sperm on the one near her belly
button. It was very white and rich looking. Gene's was almost as
clear as water since he'd starting using the pump.

Brenda calmed down and they ate in silence. After dinner she
brought up the idea that Brad should be their surrogate. Gene
didn't like the idea and told his wife as much.

"Think about it dear," she reasoned. "His cock's the perfect size
and he's been such a good friend to us. Not to mention, I feel
sorry for him.  He's distraught over his mother-in-law and his
wife is going to be gone for an indefinite amount of time. He did
say it's better to have a friend do it and Brad certainly knows
what he's doing since he used the process on himself."

Gene thought about it for a minute. "You're right," he said,
"Brad is the logical choice. I never considered him because he'd
already slept with my ex-girlfriend,  I certainly didn't want him
sleeping with my wife.  I guess that as long as I can watch the
process, I think it will be ok."

"Mention it to him tomorrow because I need to start preparing
myself for you," she said. "It could happen any day now.


Part 3: Preparing Brenda


Gene awoke several times during the night to find his wife slowly
fingering herself. She squirmed around in bed, tossing and
turning all night. He sighed knowing her horniness and lack of
sleep would make her even bitchier the next day. He was surprised
to find himself actually hoping Brad agreed to prepare her for
him. Clinical or not, the sex should hopefully calm her down.

After work the next day, Gene hurried over to Brad's house. His
friend seemed surprised when Gene asked him to be their surrogate
penis.

"Why Gene," he said, "I must say I'm honored if a bit surprised.
I'll do it, though I hate the thought of doing this behind
Tiffany's back. I miss her so much. Is Brenda ok with this?"

"Yeah," said Gene. "It was her idea and don't worry we won't tell
Tiffany. Plus, with us not having sex, she went off birth
control. I don't want you to orgasm inside my wife's vagina, so
it's not like you're actually cheating on her. You're just using
your penis to stretch Brenda out."

"Good idea Gene," said Brad. "I wish I had thought of that when
my friend prepared my girlfriend for me."

"One more condition," said Gene. "I have to be there to watch the
procedure."

"No way," said Brad shaking his head. "It'll be hard enough
trying to get an erection without Tiffany there, let alone with
you watching me. You should think of it like surgery. The doctor
never allows the patient's family in the operating room."

"I didn't think about that, but I'll have to run it by Brenda,"
said Gene thinking. "It shouldn't be a problem though. I imagine
it won't take long to work your penis in and out a couple times."

"That depends on you wife," explained Brad. "It may take hours
and I may have to do it several times a week to keep her ready."

"I'm not sure I like that idea," said Gene. "Brenda and I may
have to rethink our options."

"Alright let me know," said Brad. "All women are different. The
only time I know it failed was a friend that used a dildo on his
wife. It stretched her out after only a few times, but was
unfortunately not wide enough and his penis didn't set. My
surrogate spent about ten nights with my girlfriend, but it would
have been worth it if it had taken six months."

Gene nodded, Brad made a lot of sense. "I'll talk to Brenda
tonight," he said. "I'll do my best to convince her to use your
penis as long as it takes.  Brad,  I must say I admire your
professionalism in this matter."
"I'll do anything for my friends, Gene," added Brad. He yelled at
Gene as he was returning to his yard through the hedges. "Just
remember," he called, "It could take any day now and you need to
get moving."  Gene waved and returned home.

***********

It didn't take much to convince Brenda. She wanted to get started
right away. Gene called Brad and asked if tonight would be ok to
for him. Brad told him to send Brenda over about eight and they'd
get started.

Brenda raced through dinner and ran to the bathroom to take a
shower. She took a long time getting ready and when she came out,
Gene could see that she wasn't wearing any  make-up, but had
applied a little perfume. Her hair was done up in a bun and she
was wearing a pair of baggy sweats. Brenda appeared nervous and
he hugged his wife to comfort her. Gene noticed that she wasn't
wearing any underwear when he hugged her. She was being very
clinical and efficient about the whole thing.

Eight o'clock finally rolled around and she said she'd be back in
about an hour and not to wait up. She was very nervous and took
her time getting next door, slowly walking through the yards.
Gene watched her knock lightly on Brad's back door and Brad
answered wearing a robe. He waved at Gene and Gene waved back as
his best friend and wife disappeared inside the house.

SURROGATE

Gene fidgeted around for a couple minutes. He ran to the bedroom
and pulled his pants down after retrieving the pump from under
the bed. He paused thinking about what was going on next door. He
hoped everything was going well. "I guess it couldn't hurt to
walk over there and see if I can hear anything," he said aloud.
Gene dropped the pump and pulled his pants back up. He quickly
grabbed his shoes and was out his back door minutes after Brenda
had left.

Gene squeezed through the hedges and entered Brad's yard. He
noticed  light shining through a crack in the curtains of Brad`s
bedroom. He'd just peek and make sure everything was going well
before going back home.
Gene crept up to the window trying to be quiet as it was cracked
open. Luckily, the gap in the curtains let him see everything
inside.
Brenda was still clothes and standing by the bed, looking at her
feet. Brad was removing his robe. He was naked underneath and his
incredible cock was already hard. Gene could see his wife
glancing at Brad's penis, though she was pretending not to. She
was trying to get Brad to turn out the lights.

Gene breathed a sigh of relief when Brad said he needed to see
her to make sure he was doing it right. Gene wanted to watch and
make sure everything was going well. He leaned closer to hear and
see better.

Brenda was nervous and blushed when Brad told her to take off her
clothes. She hadn't planned on him being able to see her. She
didn't even really like it when Gene saw her naked. Brenda gulped
and pulled off her sweatshirt, covering her big breasts with her
arms as she threw the shirt on the floor.

"Come on Brenda," said Brad. "I'm going to see you naked
eventually and you've already seen me naked several times. Move
your arms."

Brenda gulped again and put her arms down. She shivered as Brad
gazed at her. Her overly long nipples were rock hard as he looked
her up and down. Never in her life had she ever imagined she'd be
standing naked before Brad Johnson, star football player and the
guy all the girls were in love with.

Outside, Gene slowly exhaled. Only his wife could make standing
half naked in sweatpants look this sexy. The waistband hugged her
big hips and stopped several inches under her navel, just above
her pubic hair. Her thin waist and flat tan stomach underneath
her oversized breasts with those inch long nipples made her look
like a cartoon out of a playboy. Gene could see her breasts
rising and falling as she breathed heavily.

"You're much better looking then my wife," said Brad. "If I had
know you were going to turn out this hot, I would have asked you
out seven years ago."

Brenda turned bright red at the compliment. Brad told her to let
her hair down and she reached up and released her hair until it
cascaded over her shoulders.

Gene watched Brad walk over and stand before Brenda. His friend
reached up and caressed her breasts, squeezing her nipples
between his fingers until she let out a soft moan. Gene couldn't
figure why he needed to touch her breasts to stretch out her
vagina, but if the roles were reversed, he knew he wouldn't pass
up an opportunity like this either.

"I-I've n-never been with anyone but my husband," she stuttered
out.

"Don't worry," said Brad. "This doesn't really count. It's more
like physical therapy then sex. You'd only enjoy it if you were
in love with me."

Brenda seemed to relax and Gene watched Brad push her backwards
towards the bed. Brad stopped her at the edge and he kneeled down
before her. He reached out and untied the draw string of her
sweatpants. She shivered as he grabbed the waistband and slowly
pulled them down over her hips and legs. Gene couldn't see that
well with Brad's head in the way, but he could swear it looked
like his wife had trimmed her blonde pubic hairs. Brad told her
to sit down and she did, looking confused as he was still
kneeling between her legs. Brad started moving forwards. Gene
winkled his nose in disgust at how close Brad's face was to his
wife's crotch.

"What are you doing?" asked Brenda.

"I need to get you well lubricated," he answered. "Just close
your eyes and relax."

"I'm pretty wet down there," said Brenda, her cheeks turning
redder, but she closed her eyes as Brad pulled her legs apart.
Gene thought it was disgusting to put your mouth where someone
pees. Of course, he had always wanted Brenda to suck him off, but
that was different. He saw Brenda jump and realized Brad had made
contact. She opened her eyes wide and looked down at him in
shock. She spread her legs wider and laid back on the bed. Gene
had never seen his wife seem so aroused, not even on their
honeymoon. She was thrashing around, moving her head back and
forth as she reached up and squeezed her nipples between her
fingers. Gene could see her belly undulating over Brad's hair as
she raised her hips up and down towards his mouth. She threw her
legs over his shoulders and squeezed, like she was trying to pull
him in deeper. She really seemed to be enjoying it.

Brenda had never had anything feel this good. She thought it
could turn into an addiction more powerful then smoking as she
felt something building up within her womb. She tried to keep her
mouth shut, but little cries of pleasure kept escaping her lips.
The feeling in her womb was growing and she knew she was close to
orgasming for the first time. She had prayed for an orgasm her
entire life, thinking that she must be incapable of having them
or that they were a myth. Brenda didn't want this to happen with
Brad, she wanted it to happen with her husband. It was the
hardest thing she had ever done in her life, but she reached down
and tried to push his head away from her pussy. "No Brad," she
pleaded. "Please stop." Her efforts were futile. His big biceps
tensed up as he easily held her legs apart and ignored her feeble
attempt to push him away. She felt his tongue skillfully swirl
around her clit and then it was rigidly penetrating in and out of
her pussy.

The orgasm seemed to explode out of her pussy towards his face
and then waves of pleasure hit her brain as she screamed with
ecstasy.

Gene didn't know what the hell was happening to his wife, but he
did know he had never seen her look more beautiful in his life.
He felt his penis stir without the use of the pump for the first
time in months.

"That should lubricate you nicely," said Brad standing up. "Why'd
you try to make me stop?"

"Brad, you made me cum," said Brenda staring at him in awe. Glad
he hadn't stopped when she asked him too.

Gene felt like a knife had stabbed him in the chest. That's why
she had screamed. She had never orgasmed with him before.

"Most women do when they have their pussies eaten out. I'm
surprised you did with me though."

"Gene's never eaten my pussy before," she said.

"What!" said Brad with surprise. "Wait a minute. When I had a
pencil dick I didn't do it either. Now that I'm a real man I can
do it for hours."

One more reason to hope her husband's fpencil....penis expanded
soon, she thought. Brenda didn't know if it was guilt or
pleasure, but she started to cry. "I've never cum before either,"
she told him between sobs.

Brad acted shocked. "You mean I gave you your first orgasm? I'm
sure it was just a fluke and won't happen again. Don't worry
about it."

Gene relaxed a little when Brad told her it was just a fluke.

Brad lifted her legs up and swung her around so that she was
lying on the bed. He spread her legs and kneeled on the bed
between them. He grabbed his pillows and slid one under her ass
raising her crotch up. The other two he slid under her head so
that she could watch him enter her.

Brenda watched Brad slide his foot long cock along her slit. She
could feel her clit throbbing and her labia opening, wanting him
inside her. He slid his cock down until the head was poised at
the opening to her pussy.

"Ready?" he asked.

"I guess so," she said watching him push forward until the head
began penetrating her.  Her pussy lips engulfed the head and she
sighed with pleasure. "It's so thick," she muttered.

The head was in and Brad grinned as he pushed forward, watching
inch by inch disappear into the tightest and hottest pussy he had
ever fucked. Her pussy was spasming around his cock trying to
milk him for all he was worth.

Brenda had only know a little five inch penis and it felt
incredibly good when he passed the six inch mark. "It's so big,"
she cried.

Brad met resistance at close to eight inches. He decided she
needed a good long slow fuck to loosen her up and he started
fucking her with all eight inches, trying to work more in with
each thrust.

Brenda decided she liked fucking a real man. Cocks were much
better then little penises. Gene couldn't even get this hard, let
alone so deep inside her. "Oh Brad," she cried. "It feels
incredible."

"I told you that you'd like big cock sex," he said, slamming nine
inches in.
"Yes," she screamed feeling another orgasm building. "I love it.
I love big cock sex."

Gene slid down along the siding and put his head between his
hands as he sat in the grass. This wasn't what he expected and he
felt like breaking it up, but he didn't want them to know he was
peeping at them. He heard Brenda scream again as she orgasmed and
again a few minutes later. He hadn't thought she would enjoy it.
This wasn't like a clinical coupling, this was like they were
fucking and Brad had told him that women did whatever he wanted
after he had fucked them. Gene's only hope was that his penis
would expand soon. Then he could make fun of Brad's little
weenie. At least his wife would be ready for the big day. He sat
there listening to their grunts and dirty talk over a half hour
before he heard his wife cry, "Noooo." Gene stood up and looked
back inside. She was upset because he was slowly pulling his cock
out. It glistened with her juices.

"Why are you stopping?" she asked frantically. "I was close to
cumming again."

"I think we should quit," said Brad. "You're not supposed to be
enjoying it this much."

Gene wanted to shout with relief. Brad was such a good friend,
though he was still rubbing his cock along her slit as he said
it.

"Brad, please put it back in," she cried in frustration. "I need
your cock."

"Brenda, I think we have a problem here. Your only supposed to
orgasm with someone you love. I know we've grown close over the
last few months, but I had no idea you were in love with me."

"I'm not in love with you. I love my husband," but she had to
stop and think. She'd had a big crush on Brad in school and he
had been a great friend since moving in next door. He spent more
time with her then her husband did. She had felt something for
him the moment he gave her the orgasm.

Brad tried to turn her over. Brenda rolled onto her stomach and
got up on her hands and knees.

"Ok then if your sure," he said pushing his cock back in.

Brenda suddenly had her doubts as she felt his cock in her again.
"Oooh yes," she cried as he reinserted it into her pussy.

Gene was relieved to hear she didn't love him, but he felt
another twinge of jealousy. He had always wanted to make love to
Brenda doggy style, but she had always refused. He noticed Brad
was fucking her hard with about eleven inches now.

"I can't take any more," she said between gritted teeth. Brad
needed to take her mind off taking his last inch. He wet his
thumb in his mouth and rested it near her sphincter. He pulled
his cock out so that only the tip of the head was in her. Brad
quickly pushed his thumb into her ass.

Gene saw the look of surprise on his wife's face as Brad fingered
her ass and she looked like she was about to protest, but Brad
slammed his entire cock into her. Gene thought his wife was
screaming in pain, but he realized she was having another orgasm.
Brad kept the thumb in her ass and leaned forward, grabbing one
of her large breasts with one hand. She came again as he played
with her nipples.

"Oh god, I love your cock," she cried.

"That's it," he said. "You don't love me, you're in love with my
cock."

"Yes, yes," she moaned, cumming yet again. "I'm in love with your
cock. I love fucking your big cock."

"Why you little slut," he grunted as he fucked her hard.

"No," she protested.

"Admit it Brenda, Your a big cock slut. You'll do anything for my
big cock?"

Gene couldn't hear her answer. He noticed sweat glistening off
Brad's brow and his muscular body shined with perspiration. He
removed his thumb from her ass and put both hands on her hips. He
fucked her hard for about five minutes. His rhythm was off and
Gene assumed he was close to cumming. He hoped Brad wouldn't cum
on his wife when he pulled out. Brad grunted like a bull and quit
fucking her, but he held his entire cock buried in her pussy.
Brenda was moaning with pleasure and she seemed to be having a
series of orgasms as he held his entire twelve inch cock buried
in her pussy.

Gene wasn't sure what was going on. Brenda collapsed forward with
her ass still thrust up into the air. This dislodged a little of
Brad's cock and Gene was horrified to see Brad's sperm pouring
out of his wife's vagina. Brad pulled his cock out and rested it
between her ass cheeks. It was still oozing semen which quickly
pooled in the arch of her back. His friend must have lost control
and came before he could pull it out in time. He prayed Brenda
wouldn't get pregnant.

Gene didn't want to get caught so he raced back home. It was
almost ten and he wanted to use the pump before Brenda got home.
He invigorated hoping his cock would take because Brenda would be
ready for him. It didn't, and he fell asleep hoping she would
remain stretched out and not have to go back over to Brad's any
more.

He awoke at dawn. Brenda was just getting home. He assumed she
had fallen asleep over at Brads. She looked worn out and was
walking bowlegged. "How was it?" he asked.

"Alright," she answered crawling into bed beside him.

"I hope you're ready for me and I don't need to see him any
more."

"Sorry," she muttered almost asleep already. "Brad says my pussy
is extra tight and that I will need to see him about three times
a week until you take. "

Gene didn't like that, but fell asleep dreaming of his wife
cumming around his big fourteen inch cock.


 Part 4: Preparing Brenda's Other Holes


Gene woke up early the next day. Brenda was mumbling in her
sleep. Gene wasn't sure but he thought he heard her saying Brad
and cock a couple times.

His penis hurt this morning and he was surprised to find it was
hard. He considered rolling over and making love to Brenda, but
was worried that would screw with the invigoration process. He
reached under the bed and grabbed the penis pump. He inserted his
penis into the tube and started pumping. It hurt more then normal
and he considered stopping. Then he noticed it growing.

 He realized the soreness was actually growing pains as his penis
quickly turned into a cock. He was scared as it quickly blew up
like a balloon growing to over twenty inches filling the entirety
of the pump. Then it shrank and seemed to settle in at about
sixteen inches, even bigger then Brad had predicted. Gene rolled
over and shook Brenda. He prayed Brad's little twelve inch dick
had stretched her out enough for his new monster cock. "Brenda
wake up it finally took."

Brenda opened her eyes and gaped in awe at Gene's cock. "Oh my
god," she cried "it's so beautiful. You're even bigger then
Brad."

"Hurry up we've got to set it," said Gene crawling on top of her.
Her pussy was so wet, his cock easily slid inside. Gene had
thrust it in and out a couple times when his wife screamed in
orgasm.

"Oh god Gene," she gasped. "I love your cock. Your so much bigger
and better then Brad. He has a worthless little pencil-dick."
Gene awoke from his dream. His wife was asleep and mumbling
something but he couldn't make it out. His penis was still the
limp little worm it had become since he started using the pump.
He reached under the bed and pulled out the penis pump. He
invigorated that morning as he had every morning for almost half
a year.

**********

Brenda never stirred the whole time Gene showered and got ready
for work. He assumed she had accidentally fallen asleep after
having sex with Brad, but she was sleeping so deeply it was
almost like she had stayed awake all night until coming home at
dawn. Gene was about to leave when he noticed Brad outside doing
yard work. He was considering going over to tell Brad that he and
Brenda would find another way to keep her stretched out, when he
heard a lawn mower start up. A seventeen year old black boy mowed
their lawn once a week and Gene decided he wouldn't be able to
talk to the Brad over the motor as the big black kid begin
pushing their lawn mower along the hedgerow between their houses.

Gene got home a little late and was relieved when Brenda didn't
yell at him. She was still walking bow-legged and she seemed sore
when she sat down after cooking dinner. She did appear in better
spirits though her mood worsened as the night wore on. He also
noticed she kept staring out the back window or glancing at the
phone like she was expecting a call. She refused to say anything
about the night before and they went to sleep without talking
much that night.

The next day Gene came home to find his wife preparing a quick
and simple dinner, which was unusual for her. His stomach sank
when she told him she was going over to Brad's for her second
session. "Are you sure you want to go back there?" he asked
feeling dejected.

"There really isn't much of a choice," she answered without
turning to look at him. "Besides, I'm doing this so that you can
become the real man you've always dreamed about."

That hurt his feelings and Gene left to use the bathroom in their
bedroom. He noticed Brenda had been cleaning out their drawers
and saw her sexy set of lingerie sitting on the dresser. He
remembered showing the pictures of Brenda wearing that same
outfit to Brad months ago and vaguely recalled telling him that
he could look cause he would never touch. Boy had that statement
been wrong.

They ate dinner in silence. Brenda wolfed hers down and excused
herself to get ready. He tried to watch TV, but couldn't
concentrate. Brenda emerged from the bedroom an hour later
wearing the same pair of sweats that she had the last time. Her
hair was down  and she was wearing makeup this time. She kissed
him goodbye and was out the door a second later.

He watched his wife walk over to Brad's. She didn't dawdle this
time, but practically ran next door. Gene slowly walked to the
bedroom and got out his penis pump. He noticed she had put away
the lingerie and briefly wandered why she had taken it out in the
first place. She had only worn it the one time for him and that
had taken alcohol and a special occasion to get her to wear it.
He laid down on the bed and stared at the ceiling before
beginning the invigoration process.
He tried to fight it, but Gene felt a strong desire to check on
her progress tonight and he soon found himself outside and
heading for Brad's minutes behind his wife. Luckily the curtains
were still cracked and Gene silently crept up to them.

Brad was sitting in a chair naked, his massive cock pointing at
the ceiling hard as a rock. Brenda was standing by the bed
wearing the lingerie. At first Gene was angry, then heartbroken.
She had only worn the lingerie for him on their anniversary. It
had been a very special night to Gene remembering how she had
shyly let him look at her scantily clad body for the first time
with the lights on. He had fed her drinks all night and they had
helped talk her into letting him take a couple pictures.

Now here she was in a well lit room actually modeling the
lingerie for their neighbor. Gene felt another burst of pain and
jealousy when she started swaying her hips like she was dancing
for him. She ran her hands up over her hips and stomach, stopping
to pull the bra down far enough so that her nipples stuck out
over the top. "Is this helping?" she asked Brad.

"It helps," he sighed, but I don't think I can do it again." Gene
felt a surge of relief when he heard that. "Is there anything I
can do?" she Asked, looking desperate.

"No," said Brad. "I miss my wife too much. She always sucked me
off before sex."

Brenda's eyes flickered down towards his cock standing proudly
before her. "I've never done that before, but would it help if I
tried sucking you off?"

"You could try," he said, "but Tiffany's blow jobs are the best
in the world and I doubt you could compete."

Brenda felt a wave of jealousy break over her when he mentioned
Tiffany's name. Brad was smiling at her and she gave him a sly
smile back. She had a competitive streak and was ready to try to
give him the best blow job of his life. She looked at him
seductively as she fell to her knees. Brenda, still clad in the
lingerie crawled over towards Brad. He parted his legs to let her
in.
Gene couldn't bare to watch his wife give his best friend the one
thing in the world he desired from his wife more then anything
else, but his eyes were glued to the window.

Brenda stopped crawling when she reached his crotch and she
straightened up so that she was kneeling between his legs. Brenda
was a little daunted as she looked at the mighty cock pointing
upwards before her face. Light sparkled off of a wet spot oozing
from the tip.

Brenda nervously reached out a hand and caressed around the fat
head of his cock. Looking at it from this close sapped her
self-confidence and filled her with self-doubt. How was she going
to get that thing in her mouth?

Brenda couldn't resist it, and she held her hand about two inches
above the pee slit. That was how big her husband's cock would
become any day now. She couldn't wait to be fucked by a big cock
every night for the rest of her life.

Brad coughed like he was becoming impatient and she quit
daydreaming. Brenda gulped and wrapped her hand around the base
of his shaft. Her fingers didn't even meet as she pulled it down
towards her mouth. She closed her eyes as she kissed the tip of
his cock lovingly. A shiver of excitement ran up her spine as it
made contact with her lips. She didn't understand why, but she
liked being on her knees before this man.

Parting her lips, Brenda took the head into her mouth and
stopped. She realized that she had no idea what she was doing.
"Brad, what do I do?" she asked, removing his cock-head from her
mouth.

Brad smiled. She was like a lump of clay ready to be molded into
whatever image he chose. "First, kiss and lick up the sides," he
paused and she eagerly obeyed him. "Now lick down the underside
and kiss my balls." She did everything he said and Brad thought
that Brenda liked being told what to do. "Move your mouth back up
to the head and lick all around it."

Brenda was completely enthralled by his cock. The world ceased to
exist for her except for Brad's commands and her responses. She
teased the pee-slit with her tongue. She put the head in her
mouth and ran her tongue all over it. He told her to gently
massage his balls as she sucked on him and as one hand went
towards his testicles, her other hand went between her legs and
she started fingering herself.

Gene almost wished his view was impaired. This wasn't part of the
deal. Putting someone's cock in yourmouth was in a way more
intimate then sex and Brad was only supposed to stretch out her
pussy. Gene could clearly see a bulge in Brenda's cheek from
Brad's big cock-head and he could see her cheek stretch out even
further as her tongue swirled around it. Brad had said that women
did whatever he told them after getting a taste of his big cock
and it looked like Brenda was following in all their footsteps.

"Take as much into your mouth as you can," ordered Brad.

Brenda got about halfway before she gagged. "I can't go any
further."

"Relax," he said. "Take your time. Now try it again and go a
little further."

Brenda made it another inch before coming up and gasping for air.

"You're doing great," he told her. "Try to go a little further
each time. Relax your throat and try to suppress the gag reflex.
Whenever you need to take a breather, tell me how much you love
my cock and stroke it with one of your hands."

Brenda nodded and tried again. This time she took about seven
inches into her throat. She moaned around the big cock stuffed in
her mouth, partially from fingering herself and partially from
the pleasure she got from pleasing Brad. He was right, she was in
love with his cock and she told him as much when she came up for
air. "Brad, I love your cock so much," she said watching the eye
open and close as her hand stroked up and down his entire foot
long length. "I love sucking your cock. You're so much bigger
then Gene." She went back down on him. Brenda felt a little
guilty belittling her husband, but satisfied herself with the
knowledge that Gene would soon put Brad to shame in the cock
department.
Gene got so sick of hearing her adoring comments, he stuck his
fingers in his ears. Brenda had turned into an animal completely
worshipping the big cock in her mouth. He pulled his fingers out
of his ears in time to hear Brad tell her to look up at him as
she sucked him off. Brenda's eyes stared into Brad's and Gene
wished he could wipe that smug look off his friend's face. It was
a look that said simply, "I'm in charge and you'll do whatever I
tell you." Gene imagined Brenda giving him that same submissive
look as she sucked on his fourteen inch shaft. His little penis
was stiff and Gene remembered that he had brought the pump with
him. He had dropped it when he covered his ears and grabbed it
off the ground. Gene immediately inserted his penis and
invigorated . "You're doing great Brenda," said Brad. She had
taken about ten inches and he was starting to thrust his hips as
he got into it. She was getting used to it and coming up for air
a lot less. "Not bad. Almost as good as Tiffany. She can take
about one more inch."

Brenda sighed in frustration. She forced herself to take another
inch and was rewarded by a grunt of pleasure from Brad. It wasn't
good enough to equal Tiffany, Brenda had to beat her. Brenda
concentrated and pushed the last inch into her throat feeling his
pubic hair tickling her nose. She had to gag, but kept his entire
cock buried in her throat long enough to look up at him and bat
her eyelashes. She came up for air and quickly returned to
sucking his cock. She developed a pattern of bobbing her head up
and down ten inches and taking eleven or twelve every fifth time.

"You're much better at this then my wife," moaned Brad. "You
might even be the best cock sucking slut that I've ever had."
She orgasmed when he said that, The orgasm came quickly around
her finger catching Brenda off guard. She had about nine inches
in her mouth at the time and tried to scream in pleasure, but it
was muffled by his cock.

Gene saw his wife shudder and he assumed she had cum. Oh great,
he thought, Brad doesn't even need to fuck her to make her cum.
He continued to watch.

Brenda came up to breathe. She looked down the length of Brad's
cock. It glistened from her saliva. It was red, engorged, and
throbbing. "It looks like it's even bigger now."

"Your making it bigger Brenda," he said. "Don't stop now."

Brenda quickly went back to blowing him. He was holding the back
of her head and he seemed to be doing most of the work as he was
fucking her face. Brad moaned and grabbed her head holding his
cock in her mouth. It seemed to spasm in her throat and she felt
it pumping sperm directly into her stomach. She hadn't wanted him
to cum in her mouth and felt sick to her stomach. She was
relieved that she at least didn't have to taste it, but Brad
apparently had other ideas. He removed his still spurting cock
from her throat so that the head was squirting into her mouth.
She gulped twice to keep from gagging. At the last minute, he
pulled his cock out and sprayed a blast in her face. There was a
glob left on her tongue and she rolled it around in her mouth
before swallowing, finding she liked the taste.

Gene had cum a long time ago. If you can call a drop of sperm
being vacuum forced from your penis, cumming, compared to the
vast amount Brad had sprayed on her face and probably squirted in
her mouth too. He felt ill, and stooped thinking he might vomit.
This wasn't part of the deal. Brad was only supposed to stretch
out Brenda's pussy, not stick his dick in her mouth. He heard
them talking.

"What's wrong?" asked Brad.

"I feel kind of guilty," answered Brenda.

"I understand," said Brad reassuringly. "I only had you do it to
help out Gene. Your going to suck his cock every night once it
fills out, but not until then, you might throw off the
invigoration process."
Gene felt a surge of relief pass through his body. Brad was doing
him a huge favor. Not only was he teaching her how to suck on a
big cock, but he was making sure she liked doing it. Still,
stretching out her pussy was the most important thing and Brad
had wasted the night with a blow job. Gene stood up and got the
shock of his life. Brad's cock was still rock hard and he was
climbing on top of a spread-eagled Brenda, who quickly wrapped
her long tan legs around his back. Gene didn't want to watch any
more and left to go home.

As he squeezed through the hedge row, he remembered Brad saying
that he could orgasm five times a day. Maybe he had fucked Brenda
until sunrise a couple of nights ago! Gene's spirits lifted as he
pictured the marathon sex sessions he would be able to have with
his wife once his penis took. He was so elated that he had
trouble falling asleep that night.

He awoke again around dawn. Brenda was just crawling into bed. He
didn't say anything to her, but rolled over and went back to
sleep.
When Gene returned home from work, he got out of his car and
smelled his wife's lasagna. He took a big whiff and smiled as he
entered his house. Her lasagna was simply the best in the world.

He went into the kitchen and was shocked to see that the table
hadn't been set and there was a note lying on it. He picked it up
and quickly read through it. Brenda was at Brad's already. Her
vagina wasn't stretching well and Brad wanted to increase their
sessions while Tiffany was still away. Dinner was in the oven.

Gene opened the oven and was disappointed to see a boring old TV
dinner. He sighed and closed the oven door. Though he was still
jealous, Gene knew that Brad was doing more then preparing Brenda
for Gene, he was training her for him. He really owed Brad a lot.

Gene walked out on the deck and took a deep breath. He could
still smell his wife's lasagna. It was coming from Brad's house!
Giving up sex was bad enough, but having her cooking for Brad
really pissed Gene off. He fumed for several hours until it was
dark and finally decided to go next door and demand that his wife
come home.

Gene thought that he must be wearing a path to Brad's house as he
squeezed through the hedges again. He noticed the bedroom light
on and decided to peep before knocking. Once again, he made his
way up to the window.

Brad was fucking her from behind. Brenda had an expression on her
face that was a mixture of pain and intense concentration. Gene
saw the trails of tears down her eyes and wondered why she had
been crying. He also noticed that her cheeks were puffy and she
had dried sperm on the sides of her mouth. They had obviously
been at it for a while already.

Gene looked back at Brad. He was slowly fucking her, but for some
reason he only had about eight inches buried in her...ASS!  He
was fucking her ass! Gene had never even thought about anal sex.
Now he couldn't get the idea out of his mind. He wanted to be the
one shoving his big cock into Brenda's ass. Brad was really
helping him out and he couldn't interrupt now. Gene decided to
watch for awhile before heading home.

The most Brenda managed was nine inches. Brad started fucking her
after giving up trying to get the whole thing in. After about
five minutes, Gene noticed Brenda's big nipples popping out and
the expression on her face changed to one of pleasure. She moaned
softly. "Oh god Brad," she moaned. "Fuck my ass. Fuck me with
that big cock." She moaned again and shuddered from an orgasm.
"Harder. Fuck me harder," she implored.

Gene saw her orgasm and noticed Brad was fingering her as he
fucked her ass. Brad picked up speed and fucked her hard for
about fifteen minutes, before groaning as he came. He pulled his
cock out of her ass as it was still shooting cum and he squirted
some on her ass cheeks. Brenda spun around and started planting
kisses on his cock. Her ass was facing the window and Gene saw
Brad's semen pouring out of a large hole that had once been her
petite puckered rosebud.

Gene snuck home as they were resting. He had a strong urge to
invigorate.

**********

The next day, Gene got up and realized that Brenda hadn't come
home yet. He showered and went to work. When he got home that
night. Brenda was packing up some of her clothes. Again there was
no dinner on the table. "What are you doing?" he asked.

"I'll be staying over at Brad's," she said matter-of-factly.
"He's lonely without his wife there and besides, he says my pussy
still isn't shaping well."

Gene felt flushed with anger. "Well how's your mouth and ass
shaping up?" he barked at her.

Her eyes widened with shock. "How did you..."

"I've seen everything through the window," he cut her off,
feeling ashamed of himself for peeping.

"How dare you invade our privacy pencil-dick," she screamed.

Gene flinched. "Brenda, that hurt," he said.

"Sorry honey," she said calming down. "I'm just upset that things
aren't going well and I promise that when yours gets bigger, you
can put it anywhere you want, whenever you want. I'll do whatever
you say."

That made Gene feel better and he smiled when she kissed his
cheek. She was out the door minutes later.

He snuck over to watch that night, but the window had been shut
and the curtains closed.

**********

Gene rarely saw his wife for several weeks. She occasionally came
home for clothes or to check her mail. When he asked, she'd only
say things were going well and she should be ready for him soon
and to call her if his penis needed setting.

One night, Gene heard Brad's car pull out of the driveway and he
went next door to ask Brenda a question. She must have left with
Brad, he thought, for the lights weren't on. Just after midnight,
they returned. Gene peeked through the curtains and watched Brad
and his wife get out of Brad's car. They were laughing and
hanging on to each other. Gene saw Brenda stumble and assumed
that they had been drinking. When they passed under the light,
Gene was surprised to see that the only thing Brenda was wearing
was a short skirt and a halter top. The top stopped just under
her big breasts and he could clearly see the outline of her
braless nipples underneath it. He had never seen Brenda look this
sexy or this trashy. She was dressed like a complete slut.

**********

Tiffany came home a week later. Gene walked into his house to see
that Brenda had moved back in. She appeared upset and by the time
they went to bed she was getting bitchy and grouchy again.

Several more months passed. Brenda snuck over to Brad's several
days a week for sessions and Gene also noticed signs that they
had been fucking in his bed when he wasn't home.

Almost a year had passed since Gene had started invigorating.
Brad told him that he might be one of the few people that just
never take, but those people were rare and he should keep at it,
no matter how long it took.

Later that day, Tiffany found out her mom had passed away. She
and Brad left to take care of the funeral arrangements and were
gone a week. Brenda was practically climbing the walls by the
time they returned. She snuck off to be with him the first chance
she got. When she came back that day, she seemed depressed and
told Gene that Brad and Tiffany were moving to go live in
Tiffany's mother's house.

Gene was ashamed to admit it, but he was relieved to hear that
Brad was leaving. He wanted his wife back. He missed her cooking
and he was thinking about giving up on the pump. He offered to
help Brad and Tiffany pack up and move.

When the day finally arrived, Gene breathed a sigh of relief as
he watched Tiffany's car back out of the driveway and drive off,
thinking they were gone forever. Brad was knocking on their door
the minute Tiffany was out of sight. Brenda had been moping all
day, but she perked up the second Gene let Brad in.

"In there," Brad said pointing at the bedroom.

Gene watched Brenda leap to obey and he called, "There's no need
to do that any more, I've decided to give up." They obviously
didn't hear him, for they ran into the bedroom and locked the
door behind them.

Gene heard noises from the bedroom and Brenda's occasional scream
of pleasure. Finally, after about ninety minutes, Brad emerged
from the room.

"See ya pencil-dick," he said as he left Gene's house for the
last time.

Gene frowned at the hated nickname. He watched Brad get into his
car. The car was loaded with boxes and soon Brad was out the
driveway and hopefully out of their lives forever.

Gene felt happy for the first time in months. He stripped off his
clothes and went into the bedroom. Brenda was laying on her side
crying. "Don't worry honey," he said getting on the bed and
spooning up to her. "I've decided to quit using the pump and we
can make love again." Gene frowned to see her puffy cheeks and
some of Brad's sperm crusted on her lips. He looked down and saw
her rectum was a gaping hole and more sperm was oozing out.
Sickened, he looked away and positioned his penis down by her
vagina. He pushed in and felt... nothing!

Brenda looked at her husband. "I don't want to make love, I need
to get fucked," she cried.

Confused, Gene wiggled his little penis around to make sure he
was in her vagina. He was. Gene was horrified as he pulled his
penis out of her. He was even more horrified when Brenda rolled
on her back and he noticed how full and round her belly had
grown.  He silently got up off the bed and left the room.

BAD ENDING

Two weeks after Brad moved away Gene pulled into his driveway
behind the lawn boy's truck. The big black boy had turned
eighteen the week before and Gene had given him a generous
birthday bonus. The boy, Tyrell, wasn't in the yard and Gene
assumed he was inside getting paid by Brenda. He entered his
house.

There was no sign of Tyrell or Brenda, but Gene heard noises
coming from the bedroom. He felt a sinking feeling in the pit of
his stomach, but shook his head in denial. There was no way
Brenda would be having sex with a black kid and one almost ten
years younger then her. Maybe he was helping her move something?

Gene opened the bedroom door. Brenda was lying on her back naked,
her round pregnant belly bulging. Tyrell was holding her legs
apart and fucking her with the biggest, blackest cock Gene could
ever have imagined.  "Brenda," he cried in dismay, while running
over to break them up. "What are you doing?"

Tyrell pulled his cock out and roughly pushed Gene backwards so
that he fell on his ass.

"Look Gene. Fourteen inches," said Brenda reaching over to stroke
the black boy's giant cock.

Tyrell smirked down at Gene sitting on the floor. "This is what
your wife needs wimp, a big piece of black meat."

Gene felt envious as he looked at the massive black cock jutting
out proudly from the muscular black kid. His wife was looking at
it worshipfully as she stroked it. She bent over and kissed the
big black head before pulling him back inside her. Gene turned
over and crawled out the door.

Gene realized what a complete fool he'd been. How could he have
been that stupid? He should have never quit invigorating his
penis. Now he'd probably have to start from scratch again. He
retrieved the pump from a box in the den and inserted his little
penis once more into the tube.

GOOD ENDING

One year and three months after starting again, it worked. Seeing
his penis suddenly swell up and completely fill the pump scared
the crap out of him, causing him to jump in his seat. Gene was in
his office at work when it happened. He quickly pulled up his
pants and raced out to his car without saying a word to any of
his co-workers.

Gene started the car and took his peni...his cock out. It was
huge and he squeezed it desperately trying to stay hard. As he
raced home, he thought over the events of the last  fifteen
months.

Brenda had turned into a complete slut. Tyrell had started
sharing her with his friends and a day didn't go by without
Brenda getting fucked by at least one well hung black kid.

Brenda didn't cook much any more and Gene had lost a lot of
weight. The black boys always  made fun of him when they were
over at his house and Gene had started going to the gym with a
friend to avoid them. He had put on quite a bit of muscle and was
now in the best shape of his life. Gene wanted a new look to go
with his new lean, muscular body and since the shaven look was in
fashion, he shaved off what little hair remained on his head
until he was completely bald. Cindy, one of the fitness
instructors told Gene that the bald look made him look virile and
sexy.
Gene pulled into his drive twenty minutes later and was relieved
to see that his new cock had stayed rock hard. He hadn't had any
trouble at all maintaining an erection. Tyrell's truck was parked
in his driveway. He always stopped by around little Bradley's
naptime.

Gene ran into his house stripping off his clothes until he was
naked by the time he reached the bedroom. Brenda was screaming in
ecstasy as Tyrell pounded his cock into her ass. "Get the fuck
off my wife," said Gene pulling Tyrell back.

Tyrell hit the floor and his black face turned even blacker as he
flushed with rage. "Mother fucker, your about to get your ass
kic..." Tyrell's eyes widened as he saw the gigantic sixteen inch
cock pointed at his face. He crawled backwards, shaking his head
in fear and denial until turning over and running out the door.

Gene had never actually won a confrontation like this one and was
turning to go after him when he felt Brenda's hand grab his cock.
She pulled him down towards her pussy. He was so big and hard
that she had to use both hands to bend his cock down far enough
to penetrate her.

Gene fucked her pussy for an hour. She told him she loved his big
cock and that she'd only fuck him from now on. He was approaching
orgasm and couldn't believe how big his new cock was swelling up.
He pulled it completely out of his wife to look at it several
times before slamming it back in.

Gene felt the sperm rumbling in his balls. Bigger cock met bigger
urethra. The fat width meant that more sperm could flow through
his cock and the immense length met his orgasm lasted longer. It
felt like gallons of sperm was flowing up his cock and spurting
out the end deeper into her pussy then Brad or any of the black
boys had ever been.

Gene couldn't help himself, but after filling her pussy with his
seed, he pulled his cock out and was delighted to see a strand of
semen explode from the end and fly all the way to her face. More
kept coming and he aimed it at her breasts and belly. It was the
best orgasm of his life and it seemed to last forever.

Gene's cock finally quit spewing sperm and it shrank, stopping at
twelve inches, as long as Brad's, but Gene's was still thicker.
He caught his breath for a few minutes while watching his sperm
liquefy on his wife's body. Incredibly, his new cock was growing
again, ready for round two.

Several hours after starting, Gene got up off the bed and looked
down at his wife. Sperm was oozing out of her ass and pussy. It
covered her body and a large amount was caked on her chin. She
had been in a daze since the minute he had penetrated her, and
she was staring at nothing with a big grin on her face. He shook
his head as he looked down at her. She had put on a few pounds
and even without the sperm covering her, she was starting to look
haggard.

NEW NEIGHBOR

Gene was watering his flower bed along the side of the house near
the moving van parked next door. He had met the new owner
earlier. He seemed a nice young man, scrawny and a little wimpy,
in Gene's opinion, but still it was nice to have someone moving
into Brad and Tiffany's old house.

In the months since his cock had grown, Gene's balls ached a lot
as they grew to accommodate his increased sperm production. He
had quit wearing underwear to feel more comfortable and he had
taken to wearing tight bicycle shorts when in the yard.

He heard the back door open next door and walked along the hedges
to say hello to his new neighbor. A beautiful young woman was in
the yard wearing a robe. She shyly looked around and not seeing
him, she slipped the robe of her shoulders. She was gorgeous and
stacked. The woman was wearing a small bikini that barely covered
her firm, full breasts. She turned to open up a lawn chair and
gene saw she was also wearing a thong that showed off her tight
ass. Her husband came outside and she seemed embarrassed to be
wearing such a small bikini. She almost grabbed her robe, but
apparently changed her mind and laid back in the chair.

What a sweet young thing, thought Gene. Her wimp husband probably
doesn't satisfy her. A woman like that deserves to experience big
cock sex.

Gene felt his cock stiffen a little and adjusted it in his
shorts, so that the outline could be seen all the way down his
pant leg. He stepped through the hedges and walked over to meet
his new neighbor's wife.

The End

Author's Note: This story is based on another story titled
"Fourteen Inches", by an unknown author. The original may be
found at the Kristen Archives web site. The names and setting
have been changed by me, but the basic plot remains the same. The
author X Marks Despot deserves some credit for inspiring me,
namely his story "Look at What I Got".

This was the second story in which I changed my plans for the
ending based on a reader's request. The first was "The Unwanted
Houseguest." Brad was, of course, tricking Gene. It wasn't
supposed to work and Gene would end his days futilely pumping
away while his wife screwed Brad. That might have been a better
ending, but then the wimp husband deserves to win one every now
and then too.