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Considering that he had taken to wearing nothing but underwear in his buff flatmate’s presence, and had become incredibly curious about his flatmate’s swollen genitals, Peter had not really noticed the change in his lifestyle. He was the same hardworking, hard living gym obsessed skirt-chasing banker. Sure, he only wore tight briefs or jockstraps round the flat, but that had nothing to do with Nick, his big, surly, muscular flatmate. It was, because, well, he just did. And sure he felt uncomfortable when he thought Nick was staring at his big, muscular arse, but that wasn’t about to stop him. And, yes, these troublesome random erections kept embarrassing him, but that must just be some hormone rush or something. So just because he was interested in the doctor’s thorough and time-consuming examination of Nick’s hefty genitals that just meant he had natural concern for Nick’s wellbeing. Peter wanted to ensure that Nick’s cock and balls were handled safely.

It was a difficult subject to bring up. Nick was taciturn at best. Peter became fascinated with his flatmate’s bulging privates. They were always hidden away in trackies. Nick seldom ever undressed in view of Peter, and never down to his birthday suit. Peter wanted to spend some quality time, as the doctor had, examining Nick’s genitals at length. It had become a project. He found he always sat himself in the best position to view his flatmate’s large, troubling bulge. It was a good job neither of them were gay, thought Peter, or this would look like a real come-on. But Peter was just felt that he had to help out his flatmate. Nick helpfully sat with his thighs spread, almost as if he was silently encouraging Peter to come closer, and soon enough Peter had found many excuses to get close to his flatmate’s bulge. He got Nick to change lightbulbs and held the chairs so he could brush his face against his crotch. He accidentally fell on Nick several times, his face full on in Nick’s crotch. When reaching for anything he often found himself brushing his hands past or even cupping Nick’s ample bulge. He decided the only thing was to ask Nick if he was anxious about his examination.

It turned out he was, and Peter suggested that it might help if he was regularly examined. Nick seemed pretty grateful and surprised when Peter offered to do it. He helped remove Nick’s trackies, and gulped when he saw the big fat bulge in his briefs. Nick pulled his briefs down and told Peter what to, what measurements to take and how to hold his gargantuan cock. Because Nick was hugely endowed, Peter was embarrassed, as they were very similar builds, big and muscular, and Peter had thought his own cock big, but Nick made him feel small and childish next to him. He held Nick’s massive cock. It seemed to be getting bigger, fattening and lengthening in his hands. Nick told him to describe it, and to his shame all the words he could find to describe it were in awe of it’s magnificent size. Nick seemed pleased with that, though.

And so the examinations became a regular part of their day for some weeks. Peter would return home, strip down and kneel before Nick who would drop his underwear and allow his huge genitals to be manhandled by his willing flatmate. Peter couldn’t understand why he was still plagued with random erections. Sometimes he was stiff all the time when he was holding Nick’s cock inches from his lips, weighing it in his palm and eulogising about how big and fat and masculine and hefty Nick’s cock was. He dreamt about it a lot, and for some reason he found himself thinking about what it would be like to take it into his mouth, just to get a better idea of its true size.

He couldn’t think of how to approach this subject with Nick. It seemed wrong just to do it. That could be perceived incorrectly as a homosexual gesture. And it was difficult to ask when he was on his knees describing every inch of that magnificent member. Nick did seem pleased with his verbal descriptions though, and on his knees concentrating so intently upon it Peter thought it was a bit like worshipping some sort of deity. After a while it became reasonable that Peter should just come out with it, so one day while on his knees closely observing his flatmate’s enormous penis Peter asked him whether he could take it into his mouth to measure. Nick considered this, but declined. Peter was very disappointed, but the next day when Nick dropped his pants and presented him with his massive erection Peter found he was unable to stop himself begging for it. Again Nick declined, but this time he let Peter beg for several minutes before doing so. Determined to have his way Peter began to ask for it more and more frequently, and his own out of control erection would accompany each lengthy and desperate begging.

Eventually Nick gave in, and one day Peter was allowed to take his huge penis into his mouth. Peter opened wide as he knelt before Nick, and then slowly swallowed it. He remained that way for a good twenty minutes, feeling it throb in his mouth. He looked up at Nick, who had stripped off completely today. He was looking down with an amused look on his face. It suddenly struck Peter that Nick’s problem might centre on his sperm production. He wondered how best he could stimulate that. His mouth was too full of throbbing cock to think clearly, so later that night he lay in bed wondering how he could stimulate semen from his flatmate. His bottom wriggled at the thought. For some reason he could imagine Nick plugging his bottom with that enormous cock. He was ashamed, but he knew he would have to beg for it. Outside his room, Nick played the hypnosis tapes quietly into Peter’s bedroom. His seduction of his flatmate was almost complete…

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