i wake up at the same time every day. 630. school starts at seven so this gives me just enough time to through something on and go. its a routine. a pattern within a pattern within a pattern. the day passes uneventfully, the same way every other day does, this is a pattern as well. i am a clock. just ticking the same way every minute of every hour of every day unless someone changes it. some would call it fixing it, others would say its a break. nothing really happens except for petty school girl fights. the jocks all sit at the same table everyday and talk about the same things everyday. either girls or football. i never understood how you could change subjects so vastly but then again i never fit in with them. i am nervous. i can never really get along with anyone becuase i cant get along with myself. im not comfortable with anyone because how could anyone feel comfortable around me?

i am shy. but this doesnt limit me in the way a sign can limit speeds, it just hinders me. a speed bump, not a stop sign. ive always been shy considering my small frame. at 18, im only 5'6, 134 frail. girls just never really took me serious except when they saw my huge bulge but even then it was "a cucumber in his pants" or "eeeew why would he stick a sock down there?" or something like that. i never really noticed it myself. i never really cared. it wasnt important to me. this, and every pattern since, would change with a trip to an office.

since this is my last year in school, i am required to take a mandatory physical for the college clearing house. its nothing serious, nothing to worry about i told myself.

"dude shes going to totally see your peen" billy, a friend, tells me. that thought hadnt come through my mind yet.
"but that doesnt really matter, she will be using a sheet or something" i tell him. this isnt the type of thing to really worry me, others opinion of me never really mattered. i usually kept to myself.

i proceed to the nurse's office with the nervousness of an orphan about to meet his mother. of all this talk of opinions not mattering this woman would be the first person to see my member since my mother. i was to shy to actually have a girlfriend, to actually approach someone. and the ones who approached me, i figured was a joke.

the nurse points to me, "your turn" she tells me. she looks into my eyes, rather down to my eyes. she looks a good 5'10, an amazing 5'10. her blond hair runs down inches past her shoulders. she has blue eyes, the way an Aryan was supposed to. the first thing i notice, besides her height is her breasts. well at this point they're tits to me. huge. bulging out of her nurses outfit. this outfit is something out of a fetish porn except without the "cross" hat. her legs run for miles, not like a trackstar but more like the distance. her ass i only catch glimpses of but from what i can tell its amazing as well. shes a bombshell. a ten.

she takes some stats, like blood pressure and weight. when we get to height i really become nervous. "five, five" she tells me in her sweet, house on the prairie voice. "Shit im an inch shorter than i tell people" i tell her. she laughs.

"you can lie about measurements, men do it all the time" she winks at me, looking down at my waist.

"uhhhh" is all i can muster. she knows im in her control and i know it too. then i tell myself "what am i thinking, this isnt anything like that". i persuade myself nothing is happening despite her repeated glances, rather shots at my midsection. she stands next to me, i think on purpose to impose her dominance on me again. i think she thinks im the shortest guy shes met so far and this is more of a joke to her than a physical.

she says "okay, time for the part i bet you hate". i ask what but i already know the answer. but why would i hate someone as beautiful as you looking at my penis, i beg to say to her but i cant muster. "take your pants off" she tells me.

"like, down to my ankles...you want boxers off too?" i ask desperately. the whole thing, she tells me, has to go down. everything at my ankles.

"are you going to, like, use a sheet" i ask. the answer is a no. her personality is shining dominance.

so i do it. i just drop my pants and let my boxers hang down. she continues me on, im my heart is beating and its beating me. i pull my boxers down and before they hit my knees i hear a gasp. a "omigosh". a "holy shit". she isnt a nurse anymore shes a horny woman.

"holy fucking shit, that is...." i take her breath away without choking her.

what she is amazed at is the fact my penis, well it might be a cock now, is hanging down two inches or so above my knee.

"uhhhh..." i mutter.

shes probably thinking right now, "what a nerd" or "what a loser" but at this moment its the exact opposite. control has shifted. suddenly im a stud and all i did was pull my pants down infront of a woman. funny how that goes.

"this is without a doubt the biggest ive ever..."

i interrupt her, feeling more confident. "uhhh, its not even hard yet." i tell her. she asks if she can touch it, i dont even know her name and i oblige. she puts it up to her wrist, the way youd see in a porn or something. except this time it really is bigger than her wrist. thicker, longer. and it still has room to grow.

"wow. i cant get over this....those other kids might have to wait. you say its not even hard?" she exclaims again.

"uhhh, yeah. usually i jack off to porn and thats how it gets hard. sometimes i get hard when i wake up and its impossible to pee" i tell her. my words are both exciting and soothing to her. she starts to stroke my cock, while telling me of how a kid just before me came in with a hardon for her. she said it was the size of her thumb. she laughs but im in ecstasy right now. she strokes faster, and as i grow in her hand she has to switch to a two hand grab. its turning me on now, and i feel cum slipping up from my balls. i know how much i can cum and i know this would ruin her. i quickly detach myself from her grip.

"what the fuck are you doing, boy" she re-affirms herself on me. i tell her that if i come it would cover her body. she doesnt believe me but i dont want to risk it. she gets frisky again with me, and grabs a ruler and places it on my hard cock.

"15 inches?!??!?!" she lets out. i am amazed. from watching porn and reading articles i knew i was above average, but this much above? i am getting off on these stats alone. im feeling confident. i know now that she is in my power. a simple number can do that for you. six or nine inches is only a number but not in our world, our culture. suddenly it becomes a benchmark for which to compare yourself to the world. and i am a king now.

"i want to fuck you, but i have kids i have to deal with" she tells me.

i understand fully, but i want to fuck with her, and just plain fuck her, now. she keeps talking about how huge i am and i tell her to get on her knees. i slap her once with my cock, just for fun. i have never had a sexual experience and it shows. but my cock is fit for a stallion. i slap her again. and i have her blow me. i jack off the base of my cock while she tries, tries to fit the head in her mouth. its too big. its the size of a coke can now. im getting off and before i can even start to "oooh and ahhh" i cum. all in her mouth and it starts spewing out of it. i make sure to keep my dick in there. its almost choking her though, so i take it out and throw it to the right. im still cumming a good 8 or 10 seconds afterwards, all over the floor.

"oh my fucking god, how do you...do that?" she asks. she tells me that i came way to fast to actually have a good fuck and that size really doesnt matter. she says im a freak and that i need a penis reduction if im ever really going to have a love life. this really bummed me out, i felt like shit. just a few minutes ago the hottest nurse in the world was begging me to fuck her, and my "freakish" cock was just in her mouth. i guess she was more frustrated than anything.

"maybe one day, with...training, you could be amazing" she tells me. she writes her number on my hand and tells me to pull my pants up. my bulge is immense as i walk outside of the office and the other students notice the bulge going down to my knees. the nurse puts a "back in five" sign on her door, i suppose to clean or maybe to get off herself. either way im planning on calling her.

besides, she forgot to check for a hernia.

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criticism needed, i am new to writing. i want some ideas where to take this although i have an idea. maybe the narrator gets really confident with himself and flaunts his stuff?