It's In the Script: New Jan 31

[Themarble]

What a chapter, what a surprise! This is like a present for us readers and it isn't even Christmas yet!

It's perfect, we are going to see Stian stretched to an even bigger size!

The girls are all getting a front row seat to this experiment. Let's hope that Stian doesn't start reminiscing about his time in the hotel prior, with the space worm,cause currently that is likely having a similar sensation to that!

[TeenFan]

What a prediction, Marble.
That is what I was considering doing next, having Stian go into a mental re-enactment of the space worm part of that weird sci-fi movie.
But will that cause the release of some explosive force? or will Stian have to think of other things? Will his mind keep his body under control?
In the old days of tv shows (or even older movie serials) you had no choice but to wait a week to find out the answer.

[Trundle]

More great stuff.

I love how it feels like the girls have almost taken ownership of Stians penis. They are making him do exercises with it, exposing it whenever they like and now pumping it up. How much longer can he last? He has to be close now?

I have a feeling he might be about to make a mess of his brand new present.

[TeenFan]

It's In the Script
Part 67. Part A.


Stian looks down at his swelling dick inside the plastic tube of the penis pump. This whole thing is like a surreal sci-fi movie when words such
as vacuum seals, negative pressure, and expansion are thrown into the mix. What is the purpose of a penis pump? Elongation...that's what it is
for, making a guy's penis longer, making it stronger and more impressive. Stian can grasp the visual results of using such a device. Having a bigger
dick is easy to get a mental picture of. What Mrs. Sophia said was causing his mind to reel, sort of like a satellite spinning out of orbit after being
hit by a meteor.

Mrs. Sophia said he'd have a grandiose dick that is Mucho Fantastico for fucking females.

Stian has thought about females plenty since he turned a teenager, but he can't imagine what it would be like to fuck one. He's just fourteen.
Prior to this movie making business, starting with his first day in The Bahamas, Stian's only experience with fucking was with his own hand. Then
shockingly, in such an amazing turning of events, Stian was beset by a whole band of beautiful babes who were insistent on getting their hands
on his naked body. One of them even sucked his dick for over a minute.

The whole thing has been like a fantasy in the mind of a perverted purveyor of pussy, one who produces cheap films where a multitude of
mostly naked teenage girls are exploited for the prurient desires of lustful old men. Having one young buck of a naked teenage boy have his
body practically ravished at the hands of the raving mad sex crazed girls is the plot device to get the girls naked and doing naughty things.

Mrs. Sophia has been telling Stian about such types of films, where barely plausible story lines are used to have young women get naked in a
movie. Stian's tutor has been teaching him more than what's required by the department of Education. In addition to his usual school studies
she has shown him movie clips of various films such as "Tendres Cousines". From other members of the movie crew Stian has heard about
movies where a young boy gets it on with an older woman, such as the Italian movie "Malena".

Never did Stian suspect, until now, that reality would thrust him into the same type of experiences that screenwriters and directors dream up.
How could any of them envision such a scene as the one transpiring this very moment in this small cabin on a barely sea-worthy boat.

Speaking of thrusting, that is one thing Stian cannot do, as his dick reaches a new record for length and girth. The seal cannot be broken,
therefore no thrusting of the hips, no movement of the body is required when one has his sex tool enveloped within a penis pump. He's been
this way for maybe less than two minutes.

"I can see it growing," Miss Bartlette says excitedly. The young actress has not moved away from the strong hug her arms have around Stian's
waist. Stian can't see her eyes, but he can imagine they are nearly bugging out of her skull. That girl is not even thirteen yet. How many other
girls her age have been witness to pumping iron by penis and coerced erection enhancement? "It's turning redder. Oh this is so exciting."

Surprisingly, Stian also finds this exciting. It's shocking to say the least. It's also stimulating and a turn on. All these women have a fascination
with his youthful masculine body when he never considered himself to be special in any way, not before getting the part for this movie.

"Is it okay if I tickle him? I learned that a real good spot is right behind the balls."

Stian sucks in his breath. That was Miss Bartlette requesting testicular tickling rights. She is looking up at Mrs. Ginger, looking to Stian's tutor
for permission. Stian wonders why he isn't being consulted when the subject of ticking the most sensitive part of his body is the issue. What
happened to "My Body My Choice?"

"Sure, you can tickle him. But be careful not to get him to move too much. We don't want the suction seal to be broken. The pump has been
on for two minutes. We must not go more than ten minutes for the first uses. More minutes can be added after the he gets used to it."

'Ten Minutes! OH Fuck me' Stian says to himself. 'I got to last eight more minutes in this thing'.

Eight more minutes till the damn pump will be removed and Stian can feel fingertips wiggling around the back side of his Sack-Full-O-Nuts.

'Think calm thoughts...be calm' Stian says to himself. 'Got to last for eight more minutes. I'm not going to let it cum'. Stian looks at the
faces of the three smiling women before him, can see them thinking things in their minds too, thinking up loads of questions but the main one
being "Will he last the remaining amount of time, or will it blast?"

[Trundle]

Always a delight to get an update on Stian and getting to see what he's doing.

Another 8 minutes in that contraption without exploding? How on earth is he going to manage that? Especially with the girls smiling at him and tickling him in special places. Will he be able to hold out?

[TeenFan]

It's In the Script'
Part 67. Part B.


Actors love having an audience, but Stian was not expecting to be putting on a show for the group of women in his cabin. Somehow he got
suckered...and with capital letters, SUCKERED into getting his dick held hostage in a brand new and fully functioning penis pump. His audience
is the usual suspects of women on the boat who have seen him naked on more than one occasion, Mrs. Ginger, Mrs. Sophia, Mary-Anne and
the sometimes sweet and adorable Miss Bartlette. Speaking of Miss Bartlette, that girl is not playing nice. Not only has she been hugging him
around the waist for the last few minutes, getting a front row and center (and slightly above the crotch) point of optimal viewing, but she
has joined in the humiliating treatment by tickling the naked boy behind his ballsack. The young actresses can add being a Dirty Rotten
Scoundrel to her short list of characters she has portrayed.

"Only eight more minutes we can keep the pump on him. He's new at this, and it take several sessions before he can keep it on for longer."

Those were the only words of hope, that this pump practice session will come to an end at some point. But eight minutes more of this!
Initially there were lots of comments when the clear tube was slid over his already erected penis. More comments on how they can see his
dick stretching, growing, turning redder. But then it gets quiet as each of them watch, totally fascinated and full of anticipation.

With everyone getting quiet, the most powerful sensations are A. the incessant suck and pull, the feeling of negative pressure on the outside
surface of the penis, combined with the increased blood flow pressure building up on the inside...and B. the fingertips of Miss Bartlette on the sensitive and very ticklish area on the backside of the balls. It's a wicked combination of sensory input into his overworked brain.

"Enough. I can't last that long," Stian pleads, and he lifts his head toward the ceiling and he closes his eyes so he can focus.

Like a lost lad stuck on a deserted island, Stian is talking to himself and getting no reply. It's like being stranded in space with no way home,
nobody to come help. Stian is on his own, though surrounded by four people he is on his own to deal with the situation. Think calm thoughts
and control the body. Mind over matter that will do the trick. Think the right thoughts and he'll get through to the end.

The problem is this, the mind controls the body, but Stian can't control his mind. Unwelcome thoughts flood into the part of his brain that
controls imagery. It's an old trick to close the eyes and imagine what you want to achieve. But imagination is a tricky thing. It doesn't aways
take orders. The penis pump, with its long length and open end for sucking things in reminded him of the Space Worm in the bizarre sci-fi
movie he watched back at the hotel room in the Bahamas. The worm attack scene comes flooding back from the memory banks.

In a strange way Stian finds himself slipping into the character of Ivan Iliad of the Astro-Kids, Captain of the Solar Vortex. The very fit thirteen
year old space boy had just gotten out of the shower when the Space Worm attacked, attaching itself to the captain's penis. Looking like a super
long and flexible dick, the thing wiggled like a worm as. . . . Stian tries to get the thing off. Stian, looking down in this unintended re-enactment,
can see the slimy and slippery thing wanting to gorge itself on the blood of his body, sucked from his dick like a straw.

As horrifying as the Space worm's appearance is, looking like a giant yellow banana slug, the feeding sensation on his dick really is...nice,
despite the pressure. After all, getting sucked aways feels good to a teenage boy. Then somehow, someway, the image of the worm changes to
another more interesting visual from the Astro-Kids movie. The mouth of the worm transforms into the mouth of the hot chick from the space
ship, Tanya Torvok. The blond haired blue eyed Russian space cadet with the luscious breasts grips his balls with one hand, holds the base of
the shaft with another, and her mouth is open wide and Stian's dick is sliding on in.

"Four more minutes. Just four more to go," Stian hears, just barely registering the words.

Half his mind hears and understands, half his mind doesn't care as Tanya Torvok pulls the silver metallic bikini top away from boobs that seem to
defy gravity and have nipples that someday will spurt enough milk to rival the Milky Way. Stian imagines putting his hands on those breasts to
give each of them a squeeze, sending jets of white milk out to spin off into space. The milk shots shoot out and then the stream turns into
droplets that freeze like little white pearls to go floating away.

"Three minutes. His time is almost up."

Once again, a countdown has commenced. Quickly, oh how quickly the mind can change imagery. Suddenly it's no longer the girl from the
space ship sucking his dick. The face Stian envisions before him is now Daisy from the Bahamas hotel. It's the return of Doctor Daisy as she
attempts to suck out a bad case of cheese dick. The image of the space girl Tanya was strong and enticing, but the image of Daisy doing the
suck it good oh so good is even more alluring. Stian can feel his body's engine firing up to high RPMs.

"He's thrusting his hips. Is he supposed to do that?" comes a voice that can only belong to Miss Bartlette. "Oooooh, I just felt his balls tighten
up."

"Keep a good grip on that pump, Mary-Anne. We don't want to lose containment."

Doctor Daisy looks up at Stian and she gives him a wink, eyes twinkling like the stars. Then she slides her lips even farther along the shaft and
by golly she's taken the whole kit-n-kaboodle into that magnificent maw.

There is a new sound coming to Stian's ears, but this time the sound is emanating from his own throat. "Oh oh..ahhhhh...oooooh, FUCKIN A".

"OH Wow, he is gonna blow," says Mary-Anne. "This whole pump is vibrating."

Stian opens his eyes as he lowers his head. What he feels is an explosive release of pent up energy as his balls tighten into the most pressurized
he's ever felt them. It's like they are trying to draw up into his body. He remotely notices that Miss Bartlette lost her grip on them. With
how tight they feel there must not be as much to hold on to. All that pressure is pushing upward from the balls and pushing outward through
the shaft.

Suddenly the plastic tube, with a clear view of pulsating penis, shows signs of a whiteout at the top of the tube. A huge load of cum explodes
into the vacuum of the penis pump, slamming the roof of the tube with a force that nearly breaks the seal.

"Thar she blows," Mrs. Ginger yells out, switching her voice to that of whaler during the days of wind driven sea faring and whale hunting.

"Three spurts...that's four...that's five..." says Mary-Anne.

Wave after wave of long pent-up barrels of semen pour forth into the cylinder. Spurt after spurt pours out as Stian moans out once again.

Even Mrs. Sophia, who probably has seen a ton of men shoot gallons of cum in her long history of lovers, is shocked and amazed. "I've lost track
of how many times it's coming out. It's like a blizzard in a tube. A white mess he makes...oh what a man."

Finally, after what seems like being frozen in space, Stian's body feels to be slowing down from hyperdrive, as a couple more less intense
waves add to the total volume of boy juice trapped inside the penis pump. Heavy breathing begins a return to normal.

"That was something else. It was amazing," Miss Bartlette says, as she probably had the best view.

It was amazing, an incredible sight. Stian looks down at what he brought about. The penis pump, which was clear and showing his cock, now
mainly shows a white slimy film all throughout the tube, with a puddle of his cum collecting at the bottom as gravity pulls the stuff toward the
seal at the base of his dick.

Not surprisingly it's Mrs. Ginger who knows what needs to be done next. She runs over to the small table in the room, and she comes back holding
a blue plastic plate.

"Okay, I'm going to hold the plate underneath the pump. On a count of three Mary-Anne will release the pressure seal, letting the air eqaualize
and then pull the pump away."

Mary-Anne does as instructed, releasing the valve to let air back into the tube. Suddenly the vacuum is gone and pressure feels more normal.
Mary-Anne pulls the plastic tube away from the base of Stian's dick. A massive load of gooey gunk pours out along the sides of Stian's dick.
The spunk moves down his balls to flow like a stream onto the plastic plate. Soon much of the blue surface of the plate is covered with runny
white liquid, a lot of it.

"Wow, Stian. You sure know how to make a mess," and Mrs. Sophia laughs and laughs, the other women joining in.

Miss Bartlette isn't laughing. She just stares at the mess Stian made. Stian is staring too. He's shocked at how much stuff came out of him. That dreadful pressure in his balls and his groin that he's been having to live with for days...well, that pressure is gone. What a relief.

[Themarble]

What a chapter, what an experience for our hapless hero. Forced yet again to only orgasm in a public setting. He is now drained, but I doubt he will get another opportunity soon. This chapter was perfect in every sense of the word. Wow!

[Trundle]

AMAZING chapter.

Feels like we've been waiting for Stian to experience some relief for weeks and the pressure was only getting more and more intense. I figured he wouldn't be able to last for much longer in the penis pump and so it came to pass. What an orgasm!

I wonder if the amount of cum Stian has produced has impressed the girls so much they want to do this again and again. Is Stian in for more of this edging? Miss Bartlette not laughing but just staring. I wonder what she's thinking? Stian must be very attractive right now to all these girls and women. Please say we have more chapters to come and this isn't the end.

Great stuff.

[TeenFan]

This is the End....

Nope, gotcha. There are many more chapters in the Saga of Stian's rise from being an actor in commercials to Big movie star.
The question is will he be a star in Hollywood movies, or will he be an actor with a big dick in porn films?

Well, one has to be legally the age of 18 to be a porn star (unless they find a way to fake his ID), so he has about four years of trying to
establish himself as a mainstream movie actor. I have a feeling the other movie producers will notice him once his movie cums out.

[TeenFan]

It's In the Script
Part 68.


For the first time in a number of days Stian wakes up without a morning woody woodpecker. He slept soundly all through the night, like every
care in the world had taken care of itself and no more worries to keep one tossing and turning and feeling horny. Stian had emptied his balls in
a stunning fashion the night before, filling up the penis pump tube with a boatload. After Mrs. Ginger had washed out the pump under the bathtub faucet, with Stian standing next to her washing his dick with a wet washcloth, the assembled guests got to watch the last part of the evening entertainment. Miss Bartlette was in the bathroom, but Mrs. Sophia and Mary-Anne could only watch from the doorway. In a way, washing his cum
off of himself made Stian more self-conscious than when he was coming close to cumming in front of everyone.

Stian stretches and sits up in bed. He sees Mrs. Ginger cooking something up on the electric burner. It smells like his usual morning cup of
MABABAS tea, but it appears she has something else going as well. Mrs. Ginger has some vials out he's never seen before. Standing up, Stian can
see something that makes him come fully awake and causes little goosebumps to form on his skin. Lying next to the vials is an injection needle.

"From the galley I picked up some pan-fried potatoes and a slice of ham for your breakfast," Mrs. Ginger says, when she heard the sound of Stian
getting out of bed. "You've been working hard and you deserve a break. No exercises for you this morning."

Without bothering to put any clothes on Stian goes straight to the cabin's bathroom. After taking care of business he walks straight to the small
table, lured there by the smell of ham on his plate. Ravenously hungry, Stian picks up a knife and goes to work on the ham slice.

"We're going to increase your daily protein intake, now that you've dropped down to the required weight level and look more like the description
of Cutty Cuthbert," Mrs. Ginger says as she brings a tray over to the table. "There will be some additions to your daily supplementation as well."

Stian looks at the tray placed down on the other side of the table. He freezes up when he sees the array on the tray, a bottle of pills, a tincture bottle, one vial, along with the syringe.

"What the hell is that thing for?" Stian asks, not saying what he is referring to, and not really needing to, since Mrs. Ginger immediately grabs
the syringe and holds it up.

"Oh, you mean this?...well, I get to that in just a moment. First I'll tell you what these other things are for."

For the next few minutes Stian does his best to eat his breakfast. He chews on his food but can barely taste it as the information laid upon him
about the revisions to his lineup of supplements has him stunned and amazed.

"This tincture bottle is a homeopathic formula of Testosterone to boost your basic levels of free Testosterone. One half dropper of this will be
placed under the tongue. You let it sit there for a while before swallowing. That's how homeopathic formulas work, they go directly into the bloodstream by absorbing through the membrane under the tongue. Now about these pills...these pills here are semen boosters for increased production. These pills contain all the active ingredients of Semanx, one of the leading booster products sold in the US, along with D-aspartic acid along and 600 milligrams of Testofen, which is derived from fenugreek."

"You want to increase my testosterone and boost the semen? You've told me several times that I'm young, dumb, and full of cum. So why do I
need this stuff?"

"Well, you certainly are full of it," Mrs. Ginger says and she laughs. "But you can use a little more supplementation to keep you in peak form.
There will be a need for quick replenishment of your male fluids for some scenes to be shot within a couple weeks. Must get you looking and uh...
shooting your best. And that brings us to the final item laid out before you. I'm sure your little heart started beating faster when you saw this
syringe. This will be only used twice per week. The last supplement added to you weekly intake is a shot of HGH. That is Human Growth Hormone.
My research shows the advertised pills are ineffective and it must be administered as an injection. Don't worry, I'm thoroughly qualified to give
a boy a shot."

"Will that be in the arm or the butt, where I get the shot?"

"Neither. It needs to be subcutaneous, under the skin in a fatty part of the body. Normally the tummy area is used. You will get the shot just
before going to bed, so no injection till the end of the day."

Three weeks into his movie making career, Stian finds he's subjected to a full array of male performance boosters. After three weeks of exercising
each day, along with getting his vitamins and herbal supplements that appears to have the effect of causing swelling of his balls and even his
penis seems to be bigger, but without a measurement Stian can't be sure. And now they want him to be even more full of cum? They
want more growth using hormones? He's being turned into a freak, a walking talking sex machine.


One week into the new dietary and injection routine Stian wakes up with a super hard erection. His balls have a dull ache to them, even after
having expelled some fluids during the night. A cold sticky puddle stains the bottom sheet of the bunk. The stuff didn't look like the usual
cum wetted underwear briefs after a wet dream ejaculation. It didn't look like white semen, just appeared like clear fluid. Stian can't believe
it, even without cumming from a wet dream he had sprung a leak, and even after the discharge his balls still feel full and in need of further
draining.

"What the hell is happening to me?" Stian says as he looks around for the roll of paper towels.