It's In the Script: New Jan 31

[TeenFan]

Will Stian get caught jerking off?
Well...he is spending a lot of time on his bunk naked, reading the book while playing with himself. Somebody is going to show up
sooner rather than later.

Super duper bonus points to the one who figures out where I get the names Yidas and Lambef. The clue is back at the hotel.

[TeenFan]

No attempts to answer the name question, so here is the answer.

I made up anagrams of two kids from the hotel room group.

Yidas is made up from Daisy.

Lambef is made by flipping the f in Flambe.

[TeenFan]

It's In the Script
Part 64.


Stian puts down the book. The chapter isn't finished yet, but it gets a little tiring lying on one's back while holding a book in one's hand.
The arm muscles are not used to doing that for long. And speaking of long...Stian looks at his erection being held up by his other hand, his
jerkin off hand. It's not just his imagination, his dick does look bigger than a couple weeks ago. Other people have commented on it, calling
it big, calling it an impressive tool. Even experienced film making crewmembers make comments about it as they chow down in the ship's
galley. Those people are used to using their eyes as well as camera equipment. They can't all be seeing things.

It's more than looking longer. His dick feels fatter. Can growth spurts happen so rapidly that one can see the difference happening on a daily
basis? Chapter fifteen in the book deals with penis envy and what some people will do to grow a bigger one. Stian was always a bit on the big
side, even when he was around twelve other boys were noticing.

In the book, the native boy just drank an herbal hallucinogenic potion mixed with the semen of Cutty...how desperate can one get?! Even
Cutty was considering taking some of the stuff, even though he is described as having a big one already. Looking at his own "Big One", Stian
realizes something he never considered before.

"Did they pick me for this movie because I got big balls and a long one?" Stian asks himself out loud as he mentally tries to measure himself.
"It's not my acting skills that got their attention?" he says to himself. Then he recalls that during the audition to get the part neither he nor
any of the other candidates rehearse a scene or speak any lines. All that was done is take off the shirt and wear tight pants. Stian is a little
disappointed that his acting ability was not really part of the choosing process. However...when it comes to getting roles, take what you can
get and be thankful for it.

"Thanks Mr. Dick. You got me my first starring role in a movie. If I could reach you I'd kiss you. Oh, wait a minute...I can reach you."

Stian laughs as he recalls how he found out the hard way that he could actually self-suck. He goes back to stroking himself. Having the
chance to really get his hands on it and jerk off nice-n easy like is such a nice feeling. He's been waiting for days to relieve the symptoms
of perpetual arousal. He'd have orgasmed by now it he wasn't so absorbed in reading the book. Stian was totally turned on, but only massaging
and stroking his erection absent mindedly as he read about Cutty being a naked captive of wild native island kids. "The book is such a good
read I forgot I was masturbating" Stian considers sending to the publisher to be an endorsement written on the back cover of the book.

Well, enough for the delay. Finish the jerk while the jerking is good. Stian picks up speed on his stroking. He switches hands to change the
angle and feel. With the right hand Stian tweaks his left nipple, pinching and pulling on it.

"Oh shit. I don't have any tissues," Stian utters suddenly. He's so built up with juices he's most likely gonna spill a milk carton full of cream on
his chest and stomach with no tissues to wipe up with. Stian gets out of the bunk, walks over to a dresser build into the wall. On top is a
roll of paper towels. Looking at the roll he sees the hole at the end where the paper tube is. Stian wonders if can fit himself into that hole.
There are only a few sheets remaining of the roll, no big deal if he takes the sheets off. Stian places the brown cardboard tube next to his
erection. The tube is several inches longer, but not much more around it appears. Stian slips the tube over his dick, and not surprisingly it was
a tight fit. Thrusting his tube cock like it's a spear, Stian stabs the dresser several times. Has a hard dick ever been used in a fight before?
Would his dick be considered a lethal weapon if he took some Jungle Juice and got an erection so hard he could stab a person with it? Imagining
he is Lambef high on ayahuasca laced aphrodisiac, Stian raises his arms up and he dances around the campfire in his mind, his super elongated
hard paper penis pointing toward the sky. So enraptured he is at the moment, so into the reenactment of the scene, that he never heard the
door to the cabin unlock and open.

[Themarble]

What a chapter TeenFan! Is our protagonist growing? Is he growing much faster than normal? It seems like he is, to me that is extremely exciting.

I also loved the paper roll section. I feel like every boy has done that at somepoint, I know I have. Whoever is at the door? My guess is Mrs Ginger, but could there be another or even multiple people?

[Trundle]

Brilliant latest chapter.

Always enjoy when we get to see into the mind of the characters and we can hear their inner monologues. Stian wondering why he got the job in the first place was great, do we actually know if the boy is a good actor? I reckon it was his penis and balls that sealed the deal.

Interesting to see who is entering the room, Stian has only himself to blame. If he'd just got on with it he'd have ejaculated and be relieved but he lost track of things and now he's going to be denied again. How frustrating!

[TeenFan]

It's In the Script
Part 64, continued...


Stian has his eyes closed imagining that he is Lambef, his mind high on special herbal medicines and his cock high with drug induced arousal.
As Lambeth he sees tall trees around him, a clearing in the branches above with a patch of blue showing. Looking down he sees the flames of
the campfire that cooked the ayahuasca and other ingredients to make the potion that currently has him in such a tizzy, such a frenzy of sexual
need. Nearby the three girl natives sit and watch with amusement as his penis puts on a show for them.

Stian hasn't read what happens next in the chapter after Lambef gets his hardon, the boy's dick reaching for the sky along with the outstretched
arms. Stian is just going with the emotion of the moment, and he can actually use his fertile imagination to fill in what the three attractive and beguiling jungle natives might look like. They might be friends. Hell...they might all be relatives, but Lambef is going to flaunt everything he's
got in front of them as he sways his hips back and forth, the enhanced (paper tube improved) erection sticking far out like a spear. With loins thrusting back and forth, the motion of fucking feels so good, even though he's just humping the air. Lambef looks over at the older girl sitting in the group, considers stepping over to that girl and rubbing his firm and unyielding cock against her face.

Stuck inside the paper towel tube the dick feels very stiff and tight, barely moving at all. Doing the hip thrusts, Stian can feel his balls swinging
wildly to the front and back. He's seen a number of sex videos of the type fourteen year old boys are not supposed to have seen, and the ones
that made him lean forward closer to get a better look were the shots of the guys with big hanging balls. He was amazed and amused when he
saw a guy with large low hangers, how those hefty balls would smack a woman's butt as that porn star thrusted his cock into and out of the girl. Knowing that his sack was of such a type, low hanging with large testicles, he wondered how much he would feel his nuts smacking on a woman's ass...when he finally got around to having real sex. Would it hurt? Could a guy bruise his balls that way? Stian imagines Yidas reaching over
to grab hold of Lambef's nutsack, rubbing her fingers along the round smoothness of each one. "I can feel him making boy juice" Stian imagines
the Island girl to say.

This is turning into the hottest, most erotic, most naughty thoughts inducing daydream he's ever had. In just a few moments he's going to go
back to his bed and take care of this erection once and for all, and Stian opens his eyes and...

...Mrs Ginger stands just inside the cabin's door, an amused and puzzled expression on her face. Partially hidden behind his tutor's large frame,
Miss Bartlette has a hand over her face, obviously trying to stifle a laugh. Stepping past the door frame is Mary-Anne, only to be followed by none
other than that tantalizing movie temptress Mrs. Sophia. For some peculiar and unfathomable reason all the women on board this ship, all the
ones that Stian had embarrassing naked scenes with, or had his balls grabbed by, are all stepping into his cabin.

[TeenFan]

It's In the Script
Part 65.


Stian's impersonation switches immediately, from a dancing native boy who is high on herbal drugs, to a statue...becoming a boy frozen in place.
The loose balls swinging back and forth quickly lose their momentum, coming to a rest with their usual droop. It's probably no longer than two
or three seconds, but it seems like a long time Stian remains motionless. Mrs. Ginger and the three other unexpected guests finish their
grand entrance into the cabin.

"And I thought he'd be resting after his long shooting session today," Mrs. Ginger says, stepping closer and moving past Stian's body.

Mrs. Sophia, Anna-Marie, and Miss Bartlette now have a full view of the ridiculous pose the dancing boy was in, before he froze up. Each of these
fine ladies looks at Stian with eyes a gleaming and smiles a beaming. Finally, Stian's "caught with his hand in the cookie jar" moment comes to
an end, standing straight upward and lowering the arms. The only thing still appearing to be locked in place is the erection with the paper
towel tube over it.

"I don't know what you are doing, but it looks like fun," Miss Bartlette says, stepping up closer to tap the end of the enormous paper penis with a
fingertip. "We brought you some gifts. I don't know what they are yet but I'm excited. And it looks like you are excited too."

As Miss Bartlette continues tapping her finger on the paper tube, making a rat a tat tap.. sound, Stian does indeed notice a package all wrapped
up in the hands of both Mrs. Sophia and Mary-Anne who holds what looks to be a heavy box. The three adult women walk over to Mrs. Ginger's
bed, all three of them sitting down. The twelve year old actress keeps playing with the fake giant dick, sliding the tube up and down Stian's erection. Leaving the tube as far out as it will go without falling off, eleven inches of paper tube with six inches of shaft showing, making Stian
look like he has the longest dick ever in the historical records, Miss Bartlette grabs hold of Stian's hand and brings him over toward the bed.

"I wasn't going to show you this until tomorrow morning," Mrs. Ginger says. "But since you already have an erection, and were doing some
sort of exercise...well, we'll just get this one unwrapped for you now. Show him what you got there Mary-Anne."

"Really, can't I just find something to put on?" Stian pleads. "This is not the proper way to meet visitors."

"That won't be necessary Mr. Strickland. You can't use your gift with shorts on. You'll see in just a moment," Mary-Anne says, as she unwraps the
gift.

It's a box with some words on it. Stian can't see all of the words, one larger word in particular gets his attention, the word "Penile". 'OH SHIT...
that can't be good', Stian thinks to himself, but he does his best to smile and look curious. It feels like a genuine smile, and he's glad his acting
training is not failing him. The box gets turned as some items are pulled out of the box, and Stian can see the word "Weights". Now losing his
smile, Stian looks on incredulously as Mary-Anne pulls out a long rubber tube looking thing and a couple metal objects.

Mary-Anne pulls the paper tube off of Stian's erect dick, handing the tube to Miss Bartlette. Next she places one end of the rubber tube over the
head of the dick using some sort of rubber noose. Hanging down now, the line is approximately 18 inches long and has a hook at the other end.
Upon this hook a weight is attached. As Mary-Anne slowly releases the line, Stian's dick is pulled down from the upward pointing angle to slightly downward.

"That is a two pound weight," Mrs. Ginger tells Stian. "This is for exercising your musculus ischiocavernosus."

Both Miss Bartlette and Stian look over, confused, at the use of such a fancy term.

"My musculus what?" Stian asks.

"Ischiocavernosus...it's the erector muscle for the penis, found just underneath your perineum. I've seen you bouncing your boner up and down...
that's the muscle we're talking about. This exercise is to make that muscle group stronger. It'll give you a more impressive erection. It will stick
up more."

Stian looks at his dick being pulled downward by the weight. "You want me to lift weights with my dick?"

"That's right. This will become part of your daily exercise routine. No more need to wear shorts or underwear during your exercise sessions
from now on....now go on...show us how many times you can lift that weight."

Several times during the last couple weeks, Stian has been totally embarrassed by having to do some form of naked exercise. From pushups and
situps to standing on his head, naked with an audience each time, but this might Take The Cake. During previous naked workout sessions Stian
had gotten an erection inadvertently, but now an erection is required. Stian flexes the behind the balls area of his body, the muscles used when
a boy erects his boner to a higher level with those rarely used muscles. The women all mock cheer, as the weight is lifted up as the end of
Stian's dick moves from the horizontal to the vertical. Up and down the weight moves. Up..down..up..down..and finally Stian stops as he
feels fatigue in the muscle between his balls and butthole.

"That was a good start. Work on that daily and soon you will be using the three-pound weight."

Mary-Anne shows him the slightly larger gray weight that can be attached when he is stronger. Miss Bartlette take that moment to use the paper
tube again, popping Stian on the end of his weighted down dick. Pop..pop..pop..

Mrs. Ginger nudges the actress out of the way, a surprising move since how wise is it to gamble with the emotions of a twelve year old actress.
Such a move could piss of the little Miss Princess, and she'll go running off to complain to the Director or to her Agent. But Miss Bartlette takes
it in stride and she moves aside. The noose is taken off of Stian's dick and it springs back up to its normal upright position when he's that hard.

"Are we done now? Can I find my swimsuit?"

"How about we show him his other present," suggests Mrs. Sophia.

"Sure, why not. We need to know if that thing works better than that archaic model did," Mrs. Ginger says, and everyone turns to watch as the
second wrapped box is revealed, this time being unwrapped by Mrs. Sophia.

At first Stian thinks it must be a gag, a joke. There is no way this could be happening. The wrappings are yanked off to reveal a box with the
word "Pump" on it. No FREAKING WAY...Stian's face turns pale, as the box is turned to show a picture on the side of the box. It is a pump of
some sort.

"What is that thing?" Miss Bartlette wants to know.

"That old penis pump doesn't work too well. I suspected that might happen, so at the same time I ordered the 1970s model I also purchased a
modern pump. Let's see how well this one works, Stian," Mrs. Ginger says as she pulls the dreaded and horrible thing out of the box.

"Wow, two amazing presents in one day. This is like Christmas," and Miss Bartlette jumps up and down with eager joy.

"Some Fucking present," Stian says, shaking his head with anxious apprehension about what is to happen next.

[Themarble]

Oh my, Stian is truly getting spoiled! Not in a way he would like. They will be training his boner? Oh I can't wait, it will make it stronger I imagine, I imagine longer, harder and stronger erection are in store for the rest of Stians life. Oh how wonderful! Bravo Teenfan, Bravo!

[Trundle]

Always great to see the return of this absolute epic. One of my favourite stories ever in this genre no question about it.

Once again, never in a million years would I think that the women would provide the poor boy with a gift of weights for his penis What an amazingly creative way to embarrass the boy. So now he's forced to exercise not only in the nude but with an erection too, and I bet next time they won't be content to just do it in his room. I bet they insist he does it outside in front of the rest of the cast and crew.

Brilliant stuff!

[TeenFan]

It's In the Script
Part 66.


"Some Fucking present" Stian said out loud, as he can't believe that twice in the same day he's being presented with a mechanical device designed
to pump his penis to a larger state. The first time, just a couple hours ago, was for purposes of a movie scene where his character got his cock
sucked into an old-fashioned model that barely worked. That was mostly just for show. Now he's being given the real deal?

"Tsk tsk...now now young man. There is no need for such negativity," Mrs. Ginger's voice is more of a fake admonishment than a real one.

Mrs. Sophia looks on with a knowing smile while Miss Bartlette looks slightly confused as to what is going on. Mrs. Sophia leans over to rub her
fingers on the side of Stian's dick, which is losing some of its stiffness. Immediately it perks back up again. How could any boy's dick not respond
when touched by a woman of Mrs. Sophia's expertise. The fingernails on the actress' hand are painted a deep shade of red, and one nail slides
along the ridge of his glans, making a shiver go through the boy's body. The skin of his sack tightens, making the balls rise and fall several
times as if they are doing their own set of pushups. Miss Bartlett giggles when she sees that.

Stian was so close to coming, had been for some time as he kept himself aroused during the reading of the erotic book, stroking himself
the whole time to keep from getting soft. Hell...he's been hard most of the time that whole afternoon. A couple minutes of feeling such
delicate manipulations on his tender skin and he'll be shooting off. It's not far away. Stian can feel it, and that is why he was looking forward
to finishing this with a nice jerk on the bed. Then the unexpected interruption, the surprise visitors bearing gifts, and what did the Trojans
say about gifts? Something about not accepting them, but that was about Greeks. They didn't say anything about hot super fine Italian
actresses.

"This is a Fucking present...well...someday when you make fuck with mujer she's going to want to give thanks for to us. Your dick will be so
grandioso...so Bellissimo. Such a treat for lucky mujer you're plunging your penis into...magnifico," Mrs. Sophia says in a weird mix of Spanish
and Italian with some improper English syntax thrown in.

As the stroking on the "so Bellissimo" boner continues Miss Bartlette wraps her arms around Stian's waist, pressing the side of her face against
his ribs. She wants a front row seat for whatever is about to go down. What is going down is the package is unwrapped and assembled and
Mary-Anne indicates it's ready for use. The device looks similar to the older model, but this one has a nifty bulbous hand pump.

Without any other warning, Mary-Anne places the open end of the pump over Stian's dick. The tube is a little larger than the previously
used model, and the already erected penis easily is engulfed by the see through plastic tube. Once it's pressed down into the skin around the
base Mary-Anne starts squeezing the hand pump.

The vacuum lack of pressure begins almost immediately. So much faster and efficient than the model used earlier that day for filming.
Mary-Anne's hand continues to squeeze the round pump. Stian can see his cock expand inside the tube, even though he was already fully hard and
at full sized...or that is what he thought. But there it is, blood vessels turning a deeper shade of blue, veins bulging out on the side of his shaft.
The whole thing is turning redder, the head looking purple like a beet. OH shit that thing really works.