Diamond Gazongas takes on Monster Males

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Sounds of incredible carnal debauch flooded out of Studio One as Steve passed it. A girl sounded like she was getting both her pussy split and her ass torn open at exactly the same time. And indeed that was exactly what was happening.

Steve passed the open doorway, only giving a cursory glance in as he did. He was used to it by now. This was an every day reality working for Monstermales.com. A porn company with a roster only of seven-feet tall studs of solid muscle packing inhuman-sized dicks, it had become the most famous and lucrative studio in the world. There was a revolving door of female talent, all of which got fucked into oblivion after a couple of scenes. The nineteen, twenty, and in one case twenty-three inch dicks simply ruined them.

‘Pssst!’ a sound caught his attention, ‘Steve.’

Steve lingered around the doorway and stuck his head around. It was Rick, a director for the studio. He crept over to Steve as the scene was being filmed behind him.

‘You gotta check this out, man,’ Rick said, ‘they’re destroying these sluts!’

Steve looked in. Two camera men and a boom mike operator were circling an orgy that was entering a final furious stage. On one end of a couch, three giant, hulking studs were tearing into a leggy bimbo, each of them savagely driving a trio of steel-hard, baseball-bat length dicks into her writhing, tanned form. It was difficult to really make out the girl thanks to the sweat-glinting slablike bodies that had the slut pinned between them.

‘They’re taking apart Roxy three on one!’ Rick said, ‘Kim and Foxxxie checked out…’

Steve glanced at the other side of the couch. The gorgeous, curvy, tanned, and very unconscious bodies of two exhausted porno sluts were stacked on top of each other, cum glinting in the studio lights all over their flesh. Kim’s tongue was lolling out of her mouth.

‘Fuck you, whore!’ one of the studs shouted. There was a loud crash as one end of the couch gave way, legs flying off as it smashed into the floor. Continuing the brutal gangbang, no-one noticed or cared as Foxxxie’s ko’d body slid off from on top of Kim’s lubricated by cum, and thumped onto the floor.

‘Shit!’ said Rick, ‘better get back to it. Do you know we used a full roll of towel on Jonny’s last cumshot? Just on his alone?’ he grinned, and sidled back to the site of the girl’s total porno destruction.

Steve shrugged and continued on his way. It was a little odd working for Monstermales. But all he really did was the technical side. A more-than-slightly out of shape thirty year old, he looked after digital content. The girls really didn’t pay him any mind. They were all about the studs.

He got back to his office. Back on his computer he noticed that there was another of the never-ending submissions for new female talent, winking in his inbox. It was from someone called ‘Diamond Gazongas… XXX’

Steve grinned. Cool name. But no doubt another disposable porn chickadee. He clicked it.

 

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Steve grinned. Cool name. But no doubt another disposable porn chickadee. He clicked it.

The email contained a video, which he just instinctively opened up, not even reading the message. Talk was cheap in the biz, but actions spoke. Anyone could call themselves Diamond Gazongas, after all. It was a good name for a porno slut… but porno sluts were only good for one thing.

The image was of a white-walled, palatial, open-spaced hallway, obviously being filmed with a phone, the large bannisters of a staircase leading upstairs all that could be seen.

‘Consider this an audition vid, bitches!’ a voice said. It was husky, young, brash and confident.

The camera did not swing round to show who was operating it. Instead, it started pointing up the staircase.

‘Been a busy weekend here at Gazongas towers!’ the voice continued, ‘I turned 18 on Friday, so I decided to get some serious fucking done!’

Steve blinked. The bottom few steps revealed a man’s head and body, upside down on the stairs, facing upwards. Above that body, a couple of steps further, was another, this one heaped on the other. Neither moved and both were glossy with sweat.

‘These losers are on the lowest rung of the ladder,’ the voice said, as a perfectly manicured female hand pointed at the recumbent men. The camera showed the view further up the staircase to reveal that the whole wide, shiny series of steps was littered with male bodies. There were too many to count.

The phone progressed up the stairs. Steve could hear clicks of high heels on the steps as the wielder of the phone ascended as they picked their way over the carpet of bodies strewn on the staircase. Occasional deep and throaty groans were discernible as the camera went up the stairs.

‘Yeah, these guys weren’t so fortunate. Couldn’t handle little me…’ the camera panned down to the middle of the staircase where three massively muscular, hugely ripped bodies were crumpled together, another next to them almost standing but with their torso hanging over the bannister.

The hand reached out and pulled the head of the massive man crumpled over the bannister so it came backwards. His head reeled around, a simplistic smile on his face, eyes glazed and unfocused. Drool rippled out of the side of his mouth. The hand let him go. He slid dead weight down the bannister, the heavy body folding in the middle and rolling down the stairs. Steve heard a giant crash which the camera didn’t catch.

‘Got to be careful on these stairs,’ the voice said, ‘slippery underfoot.’

The camera panned down to reveal that thick, gluey cum was splattered on a good portion of the steps of the staircase and which was roping off the top of several of them in miniature waterfalls onto the steps below.

Steve gasped. He looked around the office, to make sure no-one was there. What was this video? Was it some kind of trick? A joke? Special effects? Who would do such a thing? Who was Diamond Gazongas?

 

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Looking forward to more.

 

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Now at the top of the staircase, the owner of the camera crossed the landing, stepping over one huge stud laying on the floor, and entered a large bathroom, panning around to show the view.
‘Took a little dip in here earlier with some studs. Luckily it’s all rinse off and wipe clean.’
In a large, triangular shaped bathtub taking up one large corner of the room, at least six huge men were compressed together in a crushed, sardine-like configuration of hulking, throbbing fatigued muscle, with at least two spent footlong schlongs slung over the side leaking thick cum onto the bathroom floor. These men were at least moving, though it was almost as though they had been wrung to exhaustion and dumped into the bath. They were as boneless as rag dolls.
The camera panned to the sink where a seven-foot stud with cable-cords of muscle in his arms helplessly jacked a solid footlong monstercock two-handedly into the sink, thick ropes of spunk spraying rhythmically with a splosh into the thick gluey gunk that filled it, much of which was roping over the lip onto the floor.
‘Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggg…’ the man groaned, tearing his eyes from the orgasming cum gun as spunk ripped out of it, ‘nnnnnnnggggg… Diamond… can’t stop… can’t fucking stop.’
The stud’s eyes pleaded helplessly as Diamond panned to the toilet where another stud sat, unconscious, cum fountaining out of his cock which was pulsating and bloating as it jetted all over his abs and torso.
Steve looked on, shocked. That wasn’t normal. That was monstermale style stuff.
‘Well, you’re only 18 once, know what I mean?’ Diamond said, going out the door. Going up the corridor, she passed one naked stud administering CPR to another one who was laying on the floor, his massively erect schlong pumping out cum even as thumping blows were applied to his solidly bulging chest. More exhausted, semi-conscious gym-honed studs lined the corridor. At the end, blocking the door to the bedroom, a huge man pointed his hammer of a foot-and-a-half long dick at her.
‘Ooo,’ said Diamond, ‘a bit of a contest…’
‘Come and get it, whore…’ said the man, ‘let’s see if you can get past me…’
The screen showed the manicured hand once more extend to grasp the tip of the monstrously inflated, massively vein-shredded pole of meat, precum drooling out of the tip in drips onto the floor. Diamond’s slender fingers curled possessively around the curved, bulging brim of the erect member, the tips of her fingers sliding over the helmet, before taking a long, luxurious slide down the vascularly ridged schlong, all the way down to the balls. It was clear that the practised female hand was squeezing hard, as cords of tissue bloated around the grip.
The camera panned up to the man’s face, past his sculptured abs and protruding pecs. While it had initially looked somewhat cocky and arrogant at first glance, now already sweat was standing out on his brow and a panicked look had crept into his indecisive eyes.
‘Oooo fuck…’ said the man quietly. Then he whimpered. His eyes literally crossed.
Diamond clucked her tongue, stood aside, returned the camera to where she was filming the meaty horsecock, and suddenly jacked it savagely so her hand was a blur up and down the pillar of flesh.
A vast plume of cum jetted out of the deliciously tortured penis, ripping out of the pisshole in a beam that shot down the corridor all over the floor, hitting the marble floor with the sound of a wet bag of cement smacking onto the ground. Several other huge sprays of thick, gluey ejaculate followed, each coursing out of the dilated cumslit of the convulsing, monster meatpole in a thick rope.
At that point Diamond stopped jerking the cock and held her hand up to the camera, her slender digits webbed with glutinous cum. The man instantly threw both hands around his violently spasming cock and started to double-handedly jack the organ with long, squeezing strokes which didn’t relent even as he crumpled onto his knees. The camera shot showed him grimacing, grinding his teeth, his bulging muscles standing out all over his massive body as his torso slowly keeled forwards.
He couldn’t even take his hands away from the cock to break his fall. Toppling forwards, his face smashed into the marble. Cracks appeared in it.
Diamond opened the door into a palatial boudoir, well-lit, with an enormous bed in the centre of the room. Arrayed around the bed were a dozen men. Each was fully naked, carved with glinting, massively bulging and well-defined muscles, each had an immense, cast-iron hard member jutting up out of their groins, and each was slowly jerking it in expectation. A couple of the studs were using their strong pc muscles to lever their shafts up and down in front of them as the waited for her.