Wake Up

As you awake you find yourself hard, from thinking about a few different women in your town looking at your rod, and you stand to see yourself in the mirror. You're Steve Smith, a regular 18 year old boy, regular except for the size of your manhood, standing hard at a foot long, twelve inches of pure hard cock, partnered with your almost tennis ball sized testicles, anyone would be marvelled by such a size, but the only women whose ever seen it was your Brazilian nanny when you were younger that your dad hired to watch you while he, your step mother and step sisters went on holiday, but she did more than watch you for that week long trip of there's, she showed you things about a women's body you never dreamed of, and now with your secret being out in public, you might have a few more ladies wanting that big hunk of man meat between your legs. Pairing along side your toned physical appearance, you're not totally ripped but you've got visible muscle from your jogs that you do quite regularly, with short brown scrappy, similar to Daniel Radcliffe and the like, hair, piercing blue dark blue eyes.

Just as you're admiring yourself in the mirror, you hear a gasp from the crack in the door. Shocked you try to cover yourself and get some pants on to see who it was, but by the time you get there, they're gone.

But today you have to head back into the school, whose last image of you was of you with your cock and balls hanging out, I suppose you'll have to make it work.