the worst birthday present ever! (MM, Fantasy)

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authors note- this idea came to me travelling on a night bus for 9 hours, the premise intrigued me so i wrote this opening part on my phone so please excuse any grammar or typo mistakes, i am unsure whether this idea is as hot as i imagine it to be so any feedback is appreciated, all the best! Matt x


Everyone on their 21st birthday wakes and finds they have a super power

some get useful powers like strength or flight, invisibility or telepathy

some wake with not so useful powers like the ability to make the perfect cup of tea or the ability to always accuratley guess the amount of items in a jar, like the ones you see at village fetes or at county fairs, sure you win a cuddly toy but hardly a life changing skill

when Neil woke on his 21st birthday he was excited

he looked at himself in the mirror

no physical changes,his body remained scrawny and pale

he climbed onto his desk and jumped off, not flight

he tried lifting his desk, nope

this was odd, most peoples powers manifested realitviely quickly, he didnt want to have to go to the centre and run through the myriad of tests they conduct to work out trickier powers to ascertain

his friends had warned the testing could get pretty invasive

he threw on a t shirtand pyjama bottoms and walked down stairs

“happy birthday hun!” his mum beamed handing him his card and present

his step dad grunted from behind the paper, this probably meant happy birthday, he wasnt much of a talker

neil did a double take,above his step dad was 2 numbers, 7 and 7

he looked above his mums head, no numbers

all day above every mans head was 2 numbers that only neil could see, and only men over the age of 18

this was the weirdest power he had ever heard of, random floating numbers

that night he booted up his laptop and put on some porn

it was a solo scene of a performer

above his head was the number 9 and the number 6

interviewer- so on your application you claimed to be 9 inches long by 6 inches around

performer- yep, thats what my missus measured me at

(interviewer hands him a tape measure off camera)

Performer (chuckling)-dont believe me?

Interviewer- why should I we only just met! (also chuckling)

the performer proceeded to pull down his underwear and slowly jerk off his cock growing longer and thicker as he got hard

once fully erect, the foreskin pulled right back the head bulging and shiny he measured

performer- 9 inches long......6 inches around

neil stopped in his tracks the realisation finally dawning

neils power was he could see a mans endowment stats above his head

he blushed recalling some of the men he had encountered

his math professor with 4 and 3 above his head

the shop worker with 8 and6 above his head

his step dads 7 7,explains why mum kept him around

this power was deffinitley not one of the flashier ones out there


he finished his wank,looked up a few other of his favourite porn stars

he knew that one guy was lying about his size, now he had proof

he registered his power with the registry and went to bed, this could make his life extremely awkward, he didnt need or want to know everyones size

the next day he went to his place of work, Mr Jones Coffee shop

he shot past his boss Mr Jones avoiding eye contact and went to hang up his coat and put on his apron

that entire day was a disaster of neil walking into things, spilling drinks because he darent look up at any male customer, many of whom were regulars in the shop, he didnt need to know that lovely Mr Kinkaid had a monstercock, or a micro

“neil.... come into my office please!” mr jones said in his “drop everything and come here now!” tone

mr jones had always been very good to neil, he was the first person he had come out to at 18, at which point he revealed he was bi himself

they had spent many nights cleaning up the shop talking about being queer, and neils worries about the powers he would get

he had also always adapted the schedule to fit around neils studies

mr jones was on the shorter side, barrel chested, with a bit of a gut, in his 50s, never married, clean shaven, always wore a button up shirt and slacks

he told neil that when he turned 21 he discovered his power was making the best coffee around hence he opened up the coffee shop

“what on earth is going on? This is not like you you are usually one of my best workers!” he said concerned sitting across from neil behind his desk

“im so sorry mr jones.... take any remade drinks out of my wages!”

“dont be silly! I'm more worried about you... it must be bad you wont even look at me!” he scoffed

“i cant.... please dont make me!”

“is it your power? If you got laser eyes they should send you the special glasses by now....”

“not laser eyes... I wish it was laser eyes......”

“then what is it.....”

he came around from behind the desk kneeling in front of Neil

“neil, I promise whatever the power is its ok, we can find a way to make it useful”

neils cheeks flushed

“but to do that I need to see your face”

without warning Mr jones raised neils face

for a moment neil forgot why he wasnt looking Mr jones in the face, then he saw the numbers floating above his wonderful bosses head and his jaw dropped
 
authors note- this idea came to me travelling on a night bus for 9 hours, the premise intrigued me so i wrote this opening part on my phone so please excuse any grammar or typo mistakes, i am unsure whether this idea is as hot as i imagine it to be so any feedback is appreciated, all the best! Matt x


Everyone on their 21st birthday wakes and finds they have a super power

some get useful powers like strength or flight, invisibility or telepathy

some wake with not so useful powers like the ability to make the perfect cup of tea or the ability to always accuratley guess the amount of items in a jar, like the ones you see at village fetes or at county fairs, sure you win a cuddly toy but hardly a life changing skill

when Neil woke on his 21st birthday he was excited

he looked at himself in the mirror

no physical changes,his body remained scrawny and pale

he climbed onto his desk and jumped off, not flight

he tried lifting his desk, nope

this was odd, most peoples powers manifested realitviely quickly, he didnt want to have to go to the centre and run through the myriad of tests they conduct to work out trickier powers to ascertain

his friends had warned the testing could get pretty invasive

he threw on a t shirtand pyjama bottoms and walked down stairs

“happy birthday hun!” his mum beamed handing him his card and present

his step dad grunted from behind the paper, this probably meant happy birthday, he wasnt much of a talker

neil did a double take,above his step dad was 2 numbers, 7 and 7

he looked above his mums head, no numbers

all day above every mans head was 2 numbers that only neil could see, and only men over the age of 18

this was the weirdest power he had ever heard of, random floating numbers

that night he booted up his laptop and put on some porn

it was a solo scene of a performer

above his head was the number 9 and the number 6

interviewer- so on your application you claimed to be 9 inches long by 6 inches around

performer- yep, thats what my missus measured me at

(interviewer hands him a tape measure off camera)

Performer (chuckling)-dont believe me?

Interviewer- why should I we only just met! (also chuckling)

the performer proceeded to pull down his underwear and slowly jerk off his cock growing longer and thicker as he got hard

once fully erect, the foreskin pulled right back the head bulging and shiny he measured

performer- 9 inches long......6 inches around

neil stopped in his tracks the realisation finally dawning

neils power was he could see a mans endowment stats above his head

he blushed recalling some of the men he had encountered

his math professor with 4 and 3 above his head

the shop worker with 8 and6 above his head

his step dads 7 7,explains why mum kept him around

this power was deffinitley not one of the flashier ones out there


he finished his wank,looked up a few other of his favourite porn stars

he knew that one guy was lying about his size, now he had proof

he registered his power with the registry and went to bed, this could make his life extremely awkward, he didnt need or want to know everyones size

the next day he went to his place of work, Mr Jones Coffee shop

he shot past his boss Mr Jones avoiding eye contact and went to hang up his coat and put on his apron

that entire day was a disaster of neil walking into things, spilling drinks because he darent look up at any male customer, many of whom were regulars in the shop, he didnt need to know that lovely Mr Kinkaid had a monstercock, or a micro

“neil.... come into my office please!” mr jones said in his “drop everything and come here now!” tone

mr jones had always been very good to neil, he was the first person he had come out to at 18, at which point he revealed he was bi himself

they had spent many nights cleaning up the shop talking about being queer, and neils worries about the powers he would get

he had also always adapted the schedule to fit around neils studies

mr jones was on the shorter side, barrel chested, with a bit of a gut, in his 50s, never married, clean shaven, always wore a button up shirt and slacks

he told neil that when he turned 21 he discovered his power was making the best coffee around hence he opened up the coffee shop

“what on earth is going on? This is not like you you are usually one of my best workers!” he said concerned sitting across from neil behind his desk

“im so sorry mr jones.... take any remade drinks out of my wages!”

“dont be silly! I'm more worried about you... it must be bad you wont even look at me!” he scoffed

“i cant.... please dont make me!”

“is it your power? If you got laser eyes they should send you the special glasses by now....”

“not laser eyes... I wish it was laser eyes......”

“then what is it.....”

he came around from behind the desk kneeling in front of Neil

“neil, I promise whatever the power is its ok, we can find a way to make it useful”

neils cheeks flushed

“but to do that I need to see your face”

without warning Mr jones raised neils face

for a moment neil forgot why he wasnt looking Mr jones in the face, then he saw the numbers floating above his wonderful bosses head and his jaw dropped
Very interesting. Wouldn't mind having that power myself!! ;-)
 
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franklin jones woke early on his 21st birthday, excited to see what powers he had gained

to his annoyance he hadnt gained height, which had been his wish if he got a say in any of this, he remained the shortest of his friends, ah well

he fidgeted uncomfortably infront of the mirror, something felt wrong,his pyjamas felt tighter, maybe he had gained muscles

he stripped and took a good look at himself and gasped

present day

“will you stop gawking at me and speak!” mr jones was beginning to lose patience

“fine, since you wont tell me I will look it up on your records, as your employer I get notified so I can make any adaptions required so you can keep working here”

neil barely heard, still gawking at the numbers above his bosses head


his nice, unassuming, totally normal boss

he put on his reading glasses


“right here it is top of my inbox, notification re Neil Benson lets see...dear mr jones yada yada yada your employee has registered his new power as.....” mr jones froze his face burning with a scarlet blush

flashback

after thorough testing it was confirmed and put on the registry, turns out his power was more common than many would believe, but as it lacked practical use it went on the list of other useless powers

as a young man he used his power a little too much leading to him being chased out of town, this became a pattern, he would move to a new place, invent a new back story, a new power, then someone would look him up, the wife of the factory foreman for example, by the end of the week he was off to a new city

finally at 53 he had saved up enough to open his own place, be his own boss so no one could access his records and see his registered power, he thought his secret was safe

present day

“you can see that... above my head” he gestured his hand passing through the numbers

neil nodded

“out of curiosity what does it say?”

“11 and 8” neil mumbled

“sounds about right....” Mr jones sighed

“neil I havent been totally honest with you”


and so mr jones told neil the truth, it couldnt do any harm now, the truth was apparently above his head

when Franklin Jones went to bed the night before his 21stbirthday he had been a normal if a little short, guy, his cock and balls on the smaller side but on his smaller frame they looked average, that morning when he woke he discovered hanging between his legs a soft cock far larger than his former erect cock, and beneath it 2 balls so big they filled his cupped hand

he rolled back the foreskin and shuddered to his amazement his already impressive cock swelled bigger

as it grew he leant forward and found he was able to suck on the head of his newly developed cock sending shockwaves of pleasure down his spine

he stopped, going to his drawer he pulled out his tape measure, the one that he had used many nights hoping he would reach 6 inches

with trembling hands he measured, the 6 inch mark on the tape, his goal size was now just past the mid point of his shaft, he held the tape to the tip of his cock


“no fucking way!” he muttered removing the tape and measuring his girth too

good news he had achieved his goal and smashed it to pieces, he was now sporting an 11 inch cock, 8 inches in girth

he went back to sucking on the head of his cock feeling his balls churn and tighten


at the last moment he pulled back, there was one last thing he needed to see

previously his shots had been a dribble

his load hit the mirror with audible splatters as rope after rope of cum coated the mirror

after a thorough once over at the clinic it was confirmed his power was super endowment

being young dumb and full of.... bad ideas franklin jones milked his newfound notoriety

he would charge people to watch him self suck

he fucked anyone who wanted a go, and saved up every penny

after a while though the notoriety lost its sparkle, he quickly became“supercock” the people he was fucking no longer caring about theperson attached to the cock

so he moved away, far away, but everywhere he went someone would find out and it would begin again

he hadnt been found out in a long time, most nights he dealt with his cock alone, he liked his little coffee shop, his little team

and here sat neil, who apparently could see his secret

“neilI totally get if you dont want to work here anymore.....” mr jones sighed dejectedly

“i just ask you dont tell anyone ok....”

“can I see it?”neil asked

it was mr jones turn to be surprised
 
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