The rec.

The locker room showers offer more privacy than at the dorm. As horny as I'm feeling, I think it'd be good to get some privacy.

Now undressed, I pause in front of the big mirror on my way to the shower stalls. I've got a great pump, but my muscles look huge to me.

Okay, not huge. But bigger, for sure. I flex and examine my naked body. My treasure trail is climbing up between my pecs, and my abs are looking killer. My shoulders are getting some size and definition. My legs look great too, and my ass seems rounder and firmer than I remember it.

I turn around and peek behind be so I can get a better look at my lats. My back is sexy as fuck.

When I face the mirror again, the head of my cock slides across its cool surface. I'm fully boned. A slimy smear of pre hangs on the glass where my dick rubbed up against it. I wrap my fingers around my cock and shudder. It's so sensitive.

"Yo, Donkey Schlong, you gonna just whack one out right here?" Someone wolf-whistles.

Pulled back into the rest of the world, it dawns on me that I'm still in the middle of the dressing area. There's seven or eight guys standing around in various states of undress. I try to think of a witty response.

"You'd like me too, wouldn't you fag?"

What the fuck? I can't believe I just said that. As a proud gay man myself, I don't use the "f" word to shame other guys. I gotta get to the showers.

I make a beeline for the shower stalls around the corner without waiting for a response.

My cock bobs and swings in front of me. A thik glob of pre descends from my tip and then swings onto my leg as I walk.

In the shower, I let the hot water run over my body and rub myself down with soap.

As my hands roam my chest and torso, I imagine what it would be like if I kept growing. How big would I like to get? Massive, I think. Bigger than anyone else.

I fantasize about growing huge, about being uncontrollably large. I wrap my fingers around my cock and squeeze. It pulses and swells bigger.

In my fantasies, my dick would swell and grow inches at a time. I envision myself growing bigger and bigger, until I can no longer wear pants. The image of myself bending down to suck my own huge 18 inch rod creeps into my mind.

I gasp and moan. Loudly.

My cock looks so big to me. I know better, but looking at it now I'd say it's on the verge of 9 inches.

I squeeze and pull on my nuts. They're getting bigger too, I think. I can barely hold their mass in my hand.

I tug on my nuts and jack my dick furiously. "Aaagggh. Fuck! More! I want more!" I moan and grunt.

I don't care who can hear me. I know there's a room full of guys just around the corner. I know I'm being too loud.

But I don't care.

I'm lost in the pleasure of my own body. The loud slap of my fapping echoes through the showers, and I'm rutting the air in front of me like a man out of control.

I hump into my hand and lean back against the shower wall, moaning as I feel climax approach.

"Fuck yeah. Grow. Grow! GROW! GROW!"

Heat courses through my abdomen and down into my nuts and the base of my cock. I feel my whole body flex and swell; it's almost like my muscles grow a tiny bit before my eyes.

The pulsing pleasure extends down my shaft, and my dick seems to widen and lengthen, becoming even harder. I can't help myself, I am humping my fist involuntarily as I stroke.

"Grow." The word comes from my mouth. It is my voice. But I'm not sure I'm the one speaking.

Another spasming round of pleasure envelops me and I cum, moaning and grunting like an animal.

The first huge spurt sprays a half foot in front of me, bigger than most guys' total load.

The second spurt is even more forceful, painting the plastic curtain of my little shower stall. It slaps loudly against the plastic.

My hips jut forward for the third spray, which is even bigger and harder. It gets on my face and hair. I lick my lips and get lost in the scent of my own seed.

A few more sprays end up flying over the top of my stall. If there's anyone in the shower next to me they're getting bathed in my spunk.

I don't know how many spurts of cum my flesh cannon has spewed, 17 or 18, maybe, but at some point the force of my orgasm relents and my cock just oozes for a solid minute, sleucing out thick, white goo.

As my orgasm subsides, I sink to the tile floor beneath me. The drain is clogged with semen, but it'll wash down in a few minutes.

I try to calm my breathing and sink into the post-orgasmic sense of relaxation. That was amazing.