Part 3 - Bobby has a three-way

“So what happened after you showed her?”

“She ran away,” Adam said sadly. Adam had called Bobby a few minutes ago to tell him about his encounter, or lack thereof, with the girl who lived down the street.

The GRO cream had worked for Adam as well. Now he, like Bobby, sported a cock of epic proportions. Upon waking Adam had discovered his new appendage and decided to try it out. He’d told Bobby that he’d gone down the street to Melissa Kipling’s house. Missy Kipling was 25 years old and drop-dead gorgeous. She had dated a lot of guys, so Adam had figured she’d be worldly enough to appreciate his endowments. He’d been wrong.

“She said it was too big,” Adam complained. “I’m starting to think I’ll never get someone to touch it.”

“Oh, yeah, me either,” Bobby lied. He hadn’t told Adam about what he and Jeni had done this morning. He was a little conflicted that he’d fooled around with his own sister. He really didn’t want Adam to know and tease him about it.

“Have you tried?” Adam asked.

“No…” Bobby said. It wasn’t actually a lie – he hadn’t had to try. Jeni had sucked and titty-fucked him all on her own.

Then apparently she had left. He must have fallen asleep, but he woke up about 20 minutes later to find the house empty. Then he’d heard his mom and dad come home.

“You should at least try, dude,” Adam was saying. “We have to find a girl that’s willing to fool around with cocks as big as ours. Otherwise, what’s the point?”

“True, true,” Bobby agreed. It would be a shame to have a pornstar-caliber penis and not be able to use it. Plus, Bobby already knew that he got horny easier. He’d gone into his sister’s room to search for her and had seen some of her panties on the floor. This had made him get so hard even the loose track pants he’d put on were too tight. If he or Adam didn’t find someone to help them out, they’d have to jerk off non-stop.

“Do you have any girls on your street?” Adam asked.

“Ummm,” Bobby muttered, stalling. He was in a dilemma. On one hand, he had Jeni. He was pretty sure she would want to fool around again later. She was his sister, but she was hot as hell now with her new giant tits and round bubble butt.

On the other hand, Bobby was horny now. Jeni wasn’t always going to be around when he needed to get off – this morning had made that clear. He needed options.

And he felt like he owed it to Adam. Adam is the one who had found the GRO in the first place. Adam had shared it with Bobby. Now their fates were at least a little intertwined.

“Well, dude, you need to think of somebody,” Adam said, breaking into Bobby’s thoughts. “Me, I think I might have another idea.”

“What kind of idea?”

“I’ll tell you later. See ya.” Adam hung up.

Bobby wracked his brain. There really weren’t any smoking hot girls on his block. And he certainly didn’t have any he could just call up.

The only girl on his street that he could think of was Isabella. But if 25-year-old Missy Kipling had been scared of Adam’s cock, 18-year-old Isabella would run screaming from Bobby’s.

Isabella was cute, though. She and Bobby had been friends for a long time, since they lived so close. They rode bikes together and saw quite a bit of each other every summer growing up when the neighborhood kids would mingle and trek up and down the street looking for fun.

Isabella was now a slender, small-framed waif of a woman. But Bobby hadn’t failed to note that she had her mom’s butt. Isabella’s mom was Puerto Rican, and so Isabella had long dark hair and dark eyes and some full lips that all resembled her mom. She was still hoping to get more of her mom’s curves, but for now it was just her butt.

Thinking of Isabella’s butt was giving Bobby a boner, and he realized he was going to have to try something.

Bobby thought about what his approach would be. He didn’t have much experience talking up girls, but Isabella knew him and he thought she might even help him out if he just explained the situation. Getting her to help Adam out would be more challenging, but he figured he’d cross that bridge when he came to it. Right now he had other problems to deal with.

Going to his room he put on some long compression shorts that he wore while running. These held his cock down the length of his leg, which was uncomfortable given his hardness but at least it wasn’t obvious. He threw on a t-shirt and his track pants and sneakers, unlaced.

As a last-minute thought he grabbed the tube of GRO and put it in his pocket.

Going downstairs, he said hi and bye to his parents, said he was going down the street and said he’d be back soon. He had his phone in case they needed him back.

Then he jogged down the block to Isabella’s house. Her mom’s car wasn’t there – good news – and so he knocked on the door.

Isabella answered, but she wasn’t alone. Behind her was a blonde girl that Bobby knew as Amber. She was another senior at their high school, but Bobby didn’t really know her.

“Oh, hey Isabella,” he said.

“Bobby? What are you doing here?” Isabella asked. She was smiling, but he didn’t normally show up like this so she also looked confused.

“I wanted to talk to you…ummm, alone,” he said, kicking the ground nervously. He could feel the heat rising up to his cheeks.

Amber giggled and leaned in to Isabella’s ear and whispered something. He thought she heard the words ask you out. “Umm, sure!” Isabella said. “Amber, do you want to wait here while Bobby and I talk in my room?”

“Of course!” Amber said, putting on a theatrical show of politeness and decorum. “Take all the time you need!”

Isabella led Bobby back to her room. After he was in she shut the door and stood there, looking expectant. She looked unusually pretty today. She had on some kind of pink t-shirt with a gray sweater over it one of those sweaters that buttoned up the front, but Bobby couldn’t figure out what it was called. The sweater was open and Bobby couldn’t help but notice her boobs looked bigger than they had before. Not much, but a little. Or maybe it was just wishful thinking.

She was wearing tight skinny jeans, and on the way down the hall he’d been unable to stop staring at her round little butt. It was narrower than Jeni’s was now, but still round and perky.

Her thin legs were on display in the jeans, and Bobby couldn’t help but wondering what lay between them. Did she shave like Jeni?

Isabella cleared her throat and Bobby realized he’d been staring. He looked away at her walls.

“Wow, Isabella. You, uh… You look pretty today. I mean hot,” he said.

“I do?” she asked, beaming. “Is that why you want to ask me out? Because you think I’m hot?”

Bobby froze, his jaw going slack. Of course that’s what she thought this was about! Dummy! Why else would a boy come down and want to talk to a girl like this?

Bobby had to think fast. If he told her “no” she’d be crushed. He didn’t want to hurt her feelings, but he also didn’t want to hurt his chances of talking her into fooling around. But he really hadn’t come here to ask her to be his girlfriend.

“Umm, yes,” he said haltingly. “Yes, but some other stuff, too.”

“You think I’m more than just hot?”

Ok, that wasn’t what Bobby meant, but he was going to go with it.

“Yes! Totally! I think you’re super nice, too! And really smart, and cute and funny.”

Everything he said was making the girl smile bigger.

“Bobby, you’re so sweet! I’d love to be your girlfriend!” And then she wrapped her arms around him and gave him a hug. He returned it, feeling suddenly very happy and very, very nervous. He had his first girlfriend! But he also wasn’t any closer to getting what he wanted. Or was he?

“Hey Isabella. Since we’re boyfriend and girlfriend now, I kind of need your help with something.”

“Sure! Anything for my man!” she said. God, if he wasn’t so nervous he’d think that was cute as hell.

“It’s pretty out there, though,” he began. “And you can’t tell anybody.”

“Ok…” His weirdness was starting to break through her shell of happiness. He took a deep breath and pulled out the tube of GRO. He handed it to her.

“What is this? I can’t read it.” Isabella said, squinting at the tube.

“It’s Russian. It makes things grow.”

“Like plants?”

“No. Other things,” he said, looking at her significantly.

She was a little slow to get his meaning, but who could blame her? Bobby was pretty sure she was as inexperienced as he had been before this morning, and probably a good deal less perverted.

But then she got it and her eyes went wide.

“Bobby, are you saying you used this to make your thingy grow?”

He nodded. He couldn’t bring himself to talk.

“Did it work?” she asked, looking at his crotch. The way he was dressed there was no way to tell, though.

“It did,” he said.

“And why are you telling me?” Isabella asked.

“Well, ummm… You’re my girlfriend!”

“Yeah, for like five seconds!” she exclaimed.

“Well, I know, but I mean…” he had to think fast. “I mean, I’ve liked you for a long time, and I think you’re really hot. Like really, really hot!”

“And…” She was still suspicious, but she was smiling again. Flattery obviously worked on her.

“And, I was at home thinking of coming down here to ask you out. And thinking of you got me all…”

She looked at him questioningly.

“All hard, ok? Thinking of you made my dick hard!”

She blushed furiously, but she was smiling, too.

“And I was hoping that if I came here and asked you out, I could ask you as my girlfriend to help me out.”

“Help you…how?” She asked, but he could tell she knew.

“However you want to, I guess.”

“Well, I don’t really know how…”

“I know. That’s ok. It’s easy.”

“Will you show me?”

“Yeah, I’ll show you how to do it,” Bobby said eagerly. He couldn’t believe she was going to do it!

“No, I mean will you show me?” she asked, looking pointedly at his crotch.

“Oh! Well, yeah!” He reached for his waistband, but them looked at her. “You mean now, right?”

Isabella just nodded. She was staring at his crotch, but occasionally looking away as if she wasn’t sure she wanted to see.

Bobby shucked his track pants down to his knees. Now, clad only in his tight compression shorts, it was easy to see the hard length of his penis lying against his thigh. It reached almost halfway to his knee and looked very much like he was smuggling a salami in his shorts.

Then he peeled these down as well and his enormous cock sprang to attention. Isabella gasped and covered her mouth with one hand and eyes with the other, but she peeked out between her fingers to look.

Then they both heard a small scream from outside the door – the door that had been opened a crack to allow someone to peer through.