Dart into a dressing room!

(This chapter originally by "IndianaJones393")

Time seemed to slow down as Isaac's brain raced. Emma stood but a few feet away from him. She'd be cross that distance in no more than a few heartbeats. He had to move, get away somehow and find a place to hide. Isaac felt like he'd been hit by a lightning bolt. That electric shock between the two of them spiked his arousal higher than a skyscraper. His eyes darted around the area, desperately searching for some means of escape. There! A dressing room right across the floor. If he could make it there...

*THWACK *

Isaac felt the impact as Emma accidentally walked straight into his quickly hardening cock. Its massive reach spanned the distance between the two of them, smacking the skirt right out of her hand as she approached. The garment clattered to the floor, completely ignored by the two as Isaac's massive dick introduced itself as a veritable third person to their conversation.

"Oh. My. God."

Emma's eyes locked on to it, Isaac's giant log mesmerizing her. The gargantuan, meat log throbbed and pulsed, displaying its pure and unbridled sexuality. It had made its presence known, reaching tall and proud toward the ceiling, as if to say that no skirt should dare to attempt to contain it. Emma, her mouth agape, raised her arms, stretching out in an effort to wrap her hands around Isaac's shaft.

Isaac bolted.

He made a beeline for the dressing room. It was slower and took far more effort than he thought it should. His dick and balls flapped on full display, the massive orbs under him jostling and impeding his gait. He heard a call from Emma behind him.

"Wait! Sir!"

Isaac paid it no heed. He had to get to safety! Several agonizing moments passed as he scurried as fast as he could for the booth's concealment. Then he reached it, entering as quickly as he could and slamming the door behind him. His mind swam. He could feel his dick throb and pulse with each heartbeat, fat droplets of precum dripping from the tip. His balls churned and groaned, the pressure within building as they produced more and more. Isaac flopped into the small seat in the corner in a daze.

There was a knock on the door. Isaac heard Emma's voice calling to him from the other side. The sound of his own pulse was deafening. He couldn't make out what she was saying. He couldn't hear, he couldn't think. The urgent need for release seemed to fill his entire being. Isaac let out at a low moan, completely overwhelmed.

Emma had never been more surprised in her entire life. She'd accidentally brushed hands with that cute guy who had strangely come in for some skirts, and it was as if a fire had been lit inside her. Then his absolutely enormous cock had literally slapped the skirt she was holding straight out of her hands. Emma knocked again on the door to the room that strange, sexy man had hidden himself in. She could hear moaning coming from the other side. Was he okay? What was he doing in there? How did he have such a massive log for a dick?

"Sir? Sir?!?"

The only response from the other side was that low moaning, and the strange sound of dripping water. She had to get in there. Emma tried reached down for the door handle.