| the roots pt IV
the loud rapping and theresa's voice brought charlie back to his senses.
he answered stutteringly, “I’m ok Theresa-i'll be out in a minute”.
“alright” she answered “I’ll be waiting in my bedroom for you…don’t take too long”.
that bought charlie some much needed time. he looked down between his legs re-assessing the new “thing” hanging there: that dense flop of severely wrinkled skin and the testicles below-his sack stretched and strained under the weight of those two balls-what was happening in those things anyway?
charlie began pulling up his underwear, which were tighty whity's, awkwardly stuffing himself into them as best he could. his penis fit ok, draped atop his testicles, but they were the main problem, filling the pocket of his underwear to the brim and then some. he straightened up and regarded himself in the mirror. no good-it was laughable. the underwear lifted and therefore compiled all his that flesh into one giant bulge in his crotch. the underwear strained at the seams trying to contain the mass of his balls. the very seam of his underwear lifted up above his inner thighs, the excessive skin of his scrotum protruding out insistently turning the underwear into a kind of clumsy patch atop his bulge. carlie wondered...maybe with his jeans on it would be less noticeable? charlie pulled his jeans up, zipped and buttoned them and regarded his profile in the mirror again-it was a bit comical. if he stood still it was ok, but any time he moved it was apparent that some large mass lie between his legs. he kept re-adjusting the bulge into a new position to see if that would change the perspective. he noticed when he shifted the mass his outstretched had would not fit over the bulge- only the top portion of it. it took both of his hands to shift his balls around properly. it was just too big! & charlie was a thin guy! and that thin torso ran in more a less a straight line from his abdomin to his legs. now in between that area this bulge jutted obscenely from his pants. this is not going to work he decided…plus it hurts a bit. his balls were straining against the underwear uncomfortably, causing the band at the waist to sag under the weight and dig into his hips.
when he shook his hips his balls spilled loose from the sides of the underwear with a snap falling to his thighs!
plan b charlie thought to himself-freeball it. it was the only way. he took off his jeans and underwear, discarded his underwear and put his jeans back on again. hanging loose his penis flopped down naturally and his balls hung down-no longer bunched up into a mound. now his testicles were able to, less conspicuously at least, hang down his leg. the two testicles were still too big & actually split at the crotch seam of the jeans each falling into a different pant leg. it was an odd sensation but it would have to work. charlie regarded himself in the mirror. it was better. now just to get home and figure out what was wrong with his penis? his testicles had grown out, so why had his penis become this dense collection of skin? why hadn’t the roots affected him equeally? not that he really wanted it to-his balls were barely manageable as it was-if his penis was to grow to any comparable size it would make life -very- difficult. with that he took a deep breath and headed out the door. he wobbled a bit as his new testicles slapped against his thigh.
charlie entered into theresa’s room looking a bit nervous. he was red in the face and she could tell he had been sweating.
“are you sure you are alright charlie?” Theresa asked again.
“oh yeah-sure”…charlie improvised, “just, well you know-all that soda during the movie…sorry I took so long in there…just a bit of…of…stage fright”. charlie winced-had he just said “stage fright”?!? –good one charlie, real good, he internally congratulated himself.
“stage fright” Theresa asked smiling, “is that what you said”?
“umm yeah…I get a bit paralyzed in new bathrooms” you are an true idiot he thought as he said this.
Theresa got up from the bed and approached the bedroom door locking it behind her and turning back to face charlie with a sly smile, “I see. well…why don’t you let me help you relax a bit. what do you say”? Theresa slowly approached charlie and put her arms on his shoulders massaging them.
“relax”? he asked nervously, glancing down at the long line of her cleavage which was now inches from his face, his lips.
“yeah, why don’t you just relax and let me show you some things-I am the older woman afterall”.
Theresa laughed at saying this and leaned in to give charlie a light kiss. she playfully inserted her tongue into his mouth and flicked it about. she felt his shoulders tighten. he was so stiff! Theresa loved being with younger guys- they were sweetly naïve and eager to please. in her experience it had always been fun to fool around with them for this very reason-they were an empty slate to train as you saw fit!
upon first seeing him Theresa had felt charlie was a handsome guy-sure he was also goofy and bit shy but what freshman wasn't. after a few awkward conversations in the in between class she thought he was even more adorable, but knew if anything was going to happen she would have to make the first move.
and now he stood before her almost trembling! this was going to be fun theresa mused. she was going to give him a blowjob he would never forget for as long as he lived-the one he would compare the rest too!
with the two of them intertwined in the standing position, she began to slide down his body.
she lifted his shirt and began delivering kisses to his chest and stomach, “just relax sweety-I am going to make you feel -very- good” Theresa spoke up to him.
with that charlie grabbed her by the shoulders. “no wait” he exclaimed.
Theresa stood up “what is it”?
“it’s just that i…i…i” charlie stuttered.
“you’re nervous-right. I know. I am going to help you relax babe. do not worry-I will take care of everything”.
“no no-it’s not that. it’s just that i…i…um”, charlie again stammered with his words.
Theresa raised an eyebrow, she interrupted him “oh babe-don’t worry, you will not have any problems getting hard with what i am about to do, i promise!”.
“no it’s not that it’s…” charlie begain again, words failing.
and then a bolt of understanding hit Theresa “oh sweetie…are you umm…on the small side? oh charlie!” Theresa exclaimed hugging him, “size is not all it is cracked up to be-o.k.? now you just sit tight and let me make you feel good. I am going to give you a blowjob you will never forget-I absolutely love to suck cock. did you hear what I said charlie” she was no longer smiling. she stared at him with an hot intensity “I said I absolutely love to suck cock, and I cannot wait to get your hot cock in my mouth…no matter what size you are”.
charlie grasped to find words to follow that statement but found none…
…with that Theresa put her finger to charlie’s lips silencing his inarticulations. as he quieted again she began to slide down his chest agin. the poor kid! Theresa thought to herself. afraid he wasn’t big enough because she was an older woman! it made her want to satisfy him even more. I wonder how small he really is? she wondered this as she settled onto her knees her face level with his waist. she slowly began to undo the buttons on his jeans pecking his crotch with light little kisses teasing him. she smiled up at charlie running her tongue along her lips. as she began to undo his zipper theresa delivered on last peck to his crotch and before his pants came undone she was momentarily confused-in that last peck she had pushed into a massive soft mound of flesh that dwarfed her lips.
what was that? theresa wondered... | 
