My first job after being separated from the US Navy was as a janitor at a large downtown office building. I was assigned the fourth floor with Linda, a curvy woman on her mid-thirties with collar-length black hair with a happy disposition and a good-natured smile.

We took our lunch break together in the fourth floor break room. She was naturally chatty about her personal life. Her divorce from Rick was final a year ago, and she had been dating a guy named Rick


Linda asked me about my time in the Navy, what ship I was on, and why I left.

Since we were friends, I told her I was kicked out of the Navy for being gay.

'I knew it!' Linda laughed. She looked me in the eye and gave me a crooked smile. 'You like big cocks?'

'What do you mean?' I laughed nervously.

'What do you mean, what do I mean?' Linda laughed. 'Do you like sucking big dicks or not?' She grinned a mile-wide. 'So, what's the biggest one you ever had a liplock on, huh, Mike???'

'I sucked-off a married guy with 8-inches when we were in the Mediterranean for seven months,' I admitted. 'He caught me looking at it in the shower while he was soaping it up and winked at me. I looked at his watch schedule & saw he had the 2AM fantail watch-'

'Fantail watch?' Asked Linda.

'It was the rear deck of our destroyer. The watch stands back there and looks for anyone who may have fallen overboard.' I said. 'It was pitch black, but I could see him smoking a cig. It took all the courage I had and went over to talk to him.'

'I introduced myself and asked if he wanted to smoke some hash with me?'

Eddie laughed and said, 'Sure!'

'I crumbled some blonde Lebanese into my hash pipe and lit it up. We passed it back and forth and talked about what we missed from back home. One time Eddie told me he missed his wife's blowjobs.'

'You mean she doesn't choke on that big prick of yours?' I asked, laughing.

'Well, Debbie did at first,' Eddie said. 'She would scrape her teeth on it and gag when I barely got my fat dickhead past her lips. One time her sister walked in on us worried about the loud gagging and crying. I pulled Debbie's head off of my crotch and when her sister saw Debbie's mascara running because of the tears, and the snot and drool coming off her chin, and the lipstick smeared on my cock, I thought she would never stop laughing!'

'Wow!'I said, laughing. 'How BIG is it?'

'Eddie sucked on my hash pipe and I could hear him pulling his zipper down. 'I'll tell you what, hold my shaft and give my dickhead a kiss for every inch. I'll tell you when to stop.'

'And that's how you learned he had an 8-incher, huh?' Linda laughed.

I nodded. 'I checked his watch schedule & if he had the fantail watch between midnight and 4AM, I would visit him and Eddie would always laugh and pull out his whopper and whisper if I was here for my blowjob lesson?'

Linda couldn't stop laughing. 'Did you gag and cry, too?!'

I nodded. 'I think Eddie got off on it. If I accidentally scraped my teeth on it or gagged, he would pull it out of my mouth and slap me with it before shoving it back between my lips. By the time we got back stateside, I couldn't remember the last time Eddie slapped my face with that 8-incher of his.'

'So what's the biggest penis you've ever held, Linda?' I asked boldly.

'Ricky's for sure,' said Linda, laughing 'Holy Cow is he well-hung!'

'How big is it?' I asked, laughing along with her.

'I measured it once with a cloth sewing tape measure as he stepped out of the shower and it was 10-inches soft!' said Linda laughing. 'My ex-husband wasn't even half that long hard!'

I shook my head. 'No way!'

Linda nodded her head and crossed her heart. 'I measured it from the top! A girl has a right to know to know how big her boyfriend's penis is, right?'

'So how big is it hard then?' I asked.

Linda ignored the question. 'If you're wondering why I'm bringing up my boyfriend's big cock, is that it's his 35th birthday on Saturday and when I asked him what he wanted, Rick said he wanted to go camping and have me blow him all weekend.' She looked me in the eye. 'I'm still at the same stage your Navy friend's wife was and sucking Rick's fat cock for any length of time makes my jaw ache!'

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. 'Linda, you want me to go camping with you guys and help you suck-off your well-hung boyfriend???'

'I asked some of my girlfriends, but they all turned me down!' Said a despondent Linda.

'Well, I'm your man!' I practically shouted and wildly shook her hand. 'Will Rick be okay with this arrangement? Tell him I swallow!'

Linda wrinkled her nose. 'Ugh. How can you stand doing that? But if he hesitates, I'll tell him you swallow and see what he says...'




















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This story is completely fiction, but I’d love to have this guy for a neighbor.

My neighbor has been fucking my wife for about a year. We have an open relationship so it’s okay—at least, I don’t consider it cheating. They had been fucking for a few months before she told me. She gets off telling me about her exploits.

He is an average looking guy with a few extra pounds—not a lot of extra weight, just enough to notice. My wife tells me that his cock is average. He doesn’t give oral as well as I do, in fact, he usually won’t go down on her. But what she loves is his dominant behavior, as if he owns her. He makes her feel like it is her duty to be his fuck toy.

I didn’t give the matter much thought until she went away for two weeks to be with her mother. She’d only been gone a few days when the neighbor approached me to ask why my wife wasn’t home these days. I smiled and asked him if he was missing the booty calls. For a brief moment he seemed surprised that I knew, but he quickly affirmed that they fucked 3-4 times a week.

I confess I was a bit surprised that their encounters were that frequent. He told me he has to fuck someone every day, and that he used both men and women for his own pleasure. I couldn’t help asking him to clarify that he fucked men, I don’t know why I asked, perhaps I was wondering if I heard correctly. Or maybe it was my own latent urges.

He saw his opportunity and pounced. He told me not only did he fuck men, but he was ‘damn talented’ at fucking men. He told me that I should feel obligated to fill in for my wife’s absence.

I feigned my unwillingness with a half-laugh. Even though I was curious about being fucked, I had never been with another man.

He kept urging me to try it, so when I finally relented, he told me to go in the house and think about it, telling me he’d come over in an hour to fuck me, if that is what I wanted.

I went inside and sat down to ponder my situation. The more I thought about it, the more I convinced myself I wanted to experience being fucked. I rationalized that if he was experienced, this was the best opportunity for me.

Two hours passed before he returned. In the extra hour I began to wonder if he was coming. I worked myself into a frenzy wondering if I should call him over. He knew what he was doing.

When he walked in he asked if I was ready to experience a man. He could see my state of panic and knew he had me in his trap. Now he was going to set the hook.

We went upstairs to the bedroom. When I started for the guest room he stopped me and told me he was going to fuck me in the same bed that he fucked my wife. He told me to take all my clothes off and kneel in front of him. It was humbling to be naked before another man who was fully clothed.

He told me to beg for his cock and when I hesitated he turned to walk away. I quickly conceded and found myself begging for his cock. For the next ten minutes my face was pressed into the crotch of his jeans, kissing and worshiping the growing bulge.

When he was ready, he put me on my back on our bed. He told me he was going to fuck me bareback because he needed to fill me with his seed. “I’m going to emasculate you. You’ll be mine and you won’t be able to say no. Once I fill you with my sperm my DNA will take over your body.”

He began teasing my ass with the head of his cock. He took his time to carefully and slowly open up my virgin hole. He was indeed talented. It felt better than I could have imagined. He seemed to know when I was ready and he began thrusting in and out with a determined cadence. It only took a few minutes until I heard him groan and suddenly he pushed in deep and held his cock inside as he released his load.

All the while he was looking into my eyes. When he finished a smile crept across his face. I knew he was correct. He now owned me. I wanted him to fuck me again.

He told me that he would be fucking me every week, and additionally he wanted me to ask him for permission anytime I wanted to fuck my wife. He promised that I was a special case for him. He would continue to dominate me and I had no power to stop him. He was correct. He owned me. There was more to come but I’d have to wait to find out what he had planned.

My first time was when I was 19. I was in college and believed I was 95% straight, I felt comfortable with men but not attracted.

It happened while I was with friends and classmates visiting Israel one summer and I met a 52-year-old local Israeli man named Haim.

I met him while at the beach one afternoon in Tel Aviv. He was with a group of men that were next to my friends and I. We exchanged simple conversations and they seemed very nice.

I needed to take a pee and made my way to the bathroom. At the same time, one of the men also proceeded to the bathroom.

While walking across the beach to the bathroom, he put his arm around my shoulder in a friendly gesture and asked how I was enjoying my trip, and informed me his name was Haim. I told him it was great and replied with my name, "Jared".

Haim was wearing a Speedo and I am not sure if he was trying to show it off or if I was just staring. But I kept glancing over at his huge bulge as we walked and talked.

In the bathroom, we continued our conversation and he choose to use the urinal right next to mine. I saw his big dick flop out and I kept glancing over as he was playing kept playing with his cock and it was impossible to not see it.

He noticed I was starring and asked if he liked what he saw and if i'd like to compare mine with him. I was nervous, didn't say anything. I was just so unsure how what was going on.

I didn't say anything and he glanced down at my cock, said that I had a good one and complimented my overall physique. I began to giggle a bit, thanked him and then I felt him pinch my butt and tell me I have a great ass.

I got very hard.. but remained quiet.. he asked if I'd like to join him in a drink in his hotel room.

Nervous but curious... I agreed and followed him across the street to his hotel.

When we got upstairs, he made me a drink and then after coming out of the bathroom, was completely naked with his cock hanging out. He asked if I was ok with it, and since I kept starring at it before this was a chance for me to have a proper view while in private.

I complimented his body and cock and he asked me to get undressed. He walked over and helped me and began to kiss me. I pushed away from him a little… but then decided to proceed. Then, he made his way down on me. While sucking me he was playing with my hole.

He was fingering my hole and sucking my cock. I was close to cumming and he stopped and asked me to lay down. I laid down on the bed and he slowly began edging his cock into my ass.

It hurt so bad and I was unsure if I was enjoying it. I never thought that I would be the one getting fucked. However, my cock was rock hard and I felt content.

Eventually, with the help of some lube, I got over the pain and he slowly began to fuck me. I was in pain but also really turned on. IT was my first time and I was unsure what was going on, but confused and in pain.

He continued to ask me if I was ok and and tell me that I was doing great. He said I was the sexiest boy in the world.

Then when was about to finish, he asked me where he should cum. I didn't say anything and as he got closer he moaned and said he was close and was going to shoot inside me. I told him yes, as I was caught in the moment and he was jerking me too and I near completion.

He asked me if I wanted to be his "boy" and I said "yes"… He said, "I'm going to make you my boy… I said, "yes"…

He shot his load deep inside me and I could feel his cock throbbing inside me as he continued to spurt his load in my ass. When he was finished, he continued to jerk me and quickly came.

I had my cum all over my chest, his cum in my ass, and he was on top of me kissing me as he slowly pulled his cock out. I could feel the cum oozing from my hole. While kissing, he told me that I was his special boy and we will always be connected.

I was so confused and freaked out thinking I was going to get HIV. However, he assured me that I was fine and continued to say that I was special to him forever.

Then we went to the shower, cleaned up, and I walked back down to the beach to join my friends.

It was early Fall 1982. I had just gotten out of the US Navy and had gotten a job as a night janitor in a small 3-story office building on the edge of downtown. I met my manager, Barbara. She was around 50, stocky and medium-height with short salt and pepper hair that reached her collar.

Barbara laughed and joked as she showed me around the building, explaining my duties on the second floor. As we headed towards the elevator, she said we were going to the third floor to meet Scott, the third floor guy. 'Scotty just got out of the Navy, just like you!' she exclaimed.

On the third floor, me and Barbara approached a short skinny guy who was vacuuming with his back to us.

'SCOTTY!' Barbara shouted through her hands. Scotty shut off the vacuum and turned around. Skinny and around 5-foot four with huge blue eyes and kinky red hair and freckles. Involuntarily, my eyes flickered to the faded outline of his limp dick in his tight jeans.

I gasped before I could stop myself and while Barbara snickered at my reaction to the beast snaking down Scott's right thigh, Scott gave me a bright smile and extended his right hand.

We shook hands and exchanged names. Barbara looked around dramatically to make sure they were alone, before she dramatically whispered to Scott, 'Show it to him, Scotty!'

I'm an Guy that used to travel some for work. When out of town and I find myself with some free time I enjoy a massage. Earlier this year in Chicago I found a good one in boys town

Booked a guy off masseurfinder , but when I arrived Met the masseur a guy about my age, but with long hair. He had a firm hand shake, so I pretty much knew the massage would be good. He showed me to the room and told me to disrobe to my comfort level and lie face up on the table and he would return. I'm not bashful and in average shape, so I stripped down and lay on the table in all my glory. My cock of course swelled, but only slightly and rested on my left thigh. My ball sack hung down between my legs not quite touching the table. He came back into the room,Said “I see you’re not shy," and asked if I was comfortable. Said sure and closed my eyes as he walked to the head of the table and started with a head massage.

The masseur had great hands and I was soon relaxing. He soon stood, oiled up his hands and while still standing at the head of the table, began working on my chest. Kneading my hairy pecs felt great. My nips are hardwired to my cock and his first palm swept over them I felt a stir in my cock. Whether he noticed or not - I suspect he did - he seemed to pay more attention to my nips than you would normally expect. I moaned slightly and he pinched my nips. This brought my cock to full mast. Feeling I had to say something I said, “sorry, my nips are my Cock,” he responded was, “yes, I see."

He then moved to the right side of the table and began working on my right arm. He did a couple of stretches and then placed my hand on his abs as he worked my arm further. He clearly kept in shape as my hand was against solid muscle. Without really noticing I began massaging him with my hand. He said he was getting warm and asked if he could take off his shirt. “Sure, I'm before you in all my glory so knock yourself out.” I was right when I opened my eyes: there he stood, six pack and all with the perfect amount of hair covering his torso. That is a major turn on for me and my cock jumped back to attention. He clearly saw the reaction this time and wrapped his hand around my cock and began to slowly massage up and down. I thought I might explode right then and the pre-cum was flowing, giving Him more than enough lube to stoke me. When he leaned over and took me in his mouth I stopped him. He looked at me with a mix of question and maybe concern until I said, "You need to lose the shorts.” He smiled, stepped back from the table and dropped his shorts and jock to the floor.

He clearly tanned in a Speedo as I was faced with a perfectly tanned masseur with a perfect white skin where his speedo had been. Clean shaven cock and balls. He was slightly bigger than me, just gorgeous. When he stepped back up to the table he actually climbed on and placed a knee on either side of my head. That beautiful shaved cock in my face.
I opened and swallowed him whole. He tasted of soap and pre-cum. He followed suit and we spent the next several minutes pleasuring each other.

All of a sudden he pulled out of my throat, and stepped off the table. I thought we might be done. I was wrong. He walked to the foot of the table and before I knew it he pulled me to the foot to where my ass just hung over the edge. He placed my legs on his shoulders and leaned forward, giving me a great hamstring stretch. With my knees on my chest I then felt his lubed finger at my hole. I inhaled a breath and was met with his mouth on mine and his tongue now where his cock had been.

While he tongue fucked my mouth he slowly began to finger fuck my ass. I had never taken a cock up my ass, but he was an expert and soon he stood up slightly and I felt his cock head at my hole. he said, “take a breath,” and when I did, he pushed the head of his cock into my ass. There was only a moment of pain, then pleasure swept over me and my eyes rolled back in my head. He held himself there for a few moments then slide the rest of himself into me. He asked if I was good and my only response was “Oh hell yes." He began to give me the fuck of my life. Initially slow, deep strokes, with quick half strokes in between. A couple of times I thought I would cum without touching myself, but he seemed to sense and would change his pace, stick his tongue in my mouth or just pause.

The last time he paused and pulled his mouth off mine, I squeezed his manhood with my ass muscle and my hole clamped down on him. He let out an "Oh fuck," and began to slam my ass with all his might. I could feel his nut sack slapping my ass. He grabbed my cock and began stroking me in time with his thrusts. I could not hold back any longer and began shooting cum all over my stomach, chest and face. My flexing apparently pushed him over the edge. His orgasm caused me to cum again.

When we were both done, he let my legs drop off his shoulders and laid his head on my chest. He licked some of my cum off and raised up for a final kiss as his cock slipped out of my hole. He cleaned us both up and finished the massage. Needless to say, I'll be back.

Hi everyone, i once read a story about a man who had to check on his teen neighbour and he found out he had a giant cock, he spied him fucking 2 of his teen girl friends. Then the second part of the story was during a party and this guy showed off his massive package.
Any chance someone know this story title or where i can find it again?

I know there will be men who likely will be angry with me for what might appear to them as petty. But, my feelings, and sensations are what they are, and that’s the dilemma.

I was married to a very well-endowed man for 28 years and we lived together before marriage. We did have our ups and downs of course like any marriage but sex was a fun part of our marriage. My husband had a nice career so we lived decently but we were not more than middle class I suppose. We could do a year vacation, and occasionally buy furniture, a new car, etc. So I reminisce those years as a normal life.

I can remember the first time I saw my husband naked was when we were dating and actually three of my female friends, my boyfriend who would become my husband, and one or two other guys all got high and drunk combined. My boyfriend whom we had not been intimate at that time was running around laughing and in his underwear. You couldn’t help but notice the prominent bulge. One of his friends laughed at some point and pointed to it and said someone is all excited. As if this was some type of insult, my boyfriend pulled down his underwear revealing a huge soft penis and shook it at his friend see its soft while laughing in clearly a drunken state. I couldn’t believe the size of it when he did that because the sexual experiences I had before then, the men were not anywhere near as big. In fact us girls laughed and said put that thing away but I really didn’t want him to. I know that it turned me on to see and I wanted to touch it but of course didn’t at that time.

Soon after that incident, we had gone out and came back to his place alone. He had never even made an attempt at sex with me but I wanted him. He was putting on music when I just blurted out, when are you going to come over and kiss me. He looked surprised and sat next to me on his couch and started to make out. I moved my hand down to his crotch just rubbing him trying to feel his penis. He looked at me with a smile and I didn’t say anything but nodded my head with a smile. I undid his belt and pulled his pants and underwear down with one motion. His big penis flopped out looking larger than the time before as I thought he must now be erect. But, I was surprised when I grasped it as it was very pliable and I could feel and see it growing thicker and longer. Not at that time, but I think quite some time later we did measure it and he was just a shade over 9 inches when fully engorged. It was quite a specimen and I use to call it my Titan Missile. It did remind me of one to be honest. When he was engorged it would stand out straight from his body and so long I use to joke it might take off.

That first time we had intercourse and almost every time over our marriage since that first time his penis could bring to me to orgasm with how he used it as long as I was in the mood. He would get me off or ready by oral first and really mentally just ready with a strong desire for penetration. He then would insert himself usually missionary but sometimes we tried different positions. I could never take him all at first and he would probe and carefully use his penis to allow me to slowly open up. It always felt good but maybe after several minutes of soft fucking, I could feel myself wet and open and I would tell him “now” and he give a strong thrust and push his penis all the way in. Doing that and him holding deep inside stretching me almost always caused me to orgasm from that stretching sensation and pressure at the back of my vagina. Now sometimes I would rub my clit to add to it, but once he pushed deep the other sensation I almost always had was an emotional feeling of complete connection with him. I liked missionary the best because his long penis would be in me so deep yet we could stare into each other’s eyes where I felt fully possessed and as one body with him. My orgasm often felt like it was shared and there was this physical connection when I was so fully penetrated. It was like he possessed me and my soul at that moment of climax being so deeply stretched and full of him. We of course also did other positions and it was always easy to be comfortable because his long penis didn’t have to always fully penetrate and still give plenty of sensation without falling out. Those long strokes could feel really good and he could move about pulling back and thrusting forward with me moving as well. We often had a really nice rhythm.

It was also a lot of fun sometimes just to play with his penis. You could stretch it out when soft, it was fun to suck because it was so elastic and fleshy which was a very nice sensation. Plus, I could feel it fill out especially swelling in thickness which made me feel good about me and my effect on him. Oral was often stimulating and even sometimes it was fun just watching him walk about nude because of his size. He just was impressive down there to look at and I was very proud of his big penis and never regretted being married to him even when we would argue. Now did I think about sex all the time? Absolutely not. We had a very normal marriage but when we did have sex it was usually amazing.

Sadly, after being together 30 plus years and married for 28, he died of a sudden heart attack. Of all things he had gotten a flat tire and pulled off a road to change the tire. Evidently with the heat of the mid-day and the physical strain, he almost instantly died. Of course it was extremely sad, shocking at the suddenness as he had not exhibited any significant health issues, and for a year and more I had to deal with many related issues to a spouse passing suddenly away.

BOBBY’S SLEEPOVER

The film was almost over. Bobby glanced at over at his friend, Cameron, finding him rapt with attention as the film came to its climax. Cameron and Bobby had gone to school from freshman year through senior year, but they hadn’t really become friends until about six months before high school graduation. Now it was the middle of July; Bobby was finished with his trip around the country, which had been a very erotic journey.

Bobby had taken his two friends to a very old movie house that showed classic movies to see Y TU MAMA TAMBIEN. Bobby had chosen the film for two reasons; one was that it was a very erotic foreign film starring two hot boys who discover their sexuality along with a hot woman together. Bobby had wanted to see a film with gay overtones to see how Cameron reacted, for he still didn’t know his new friend’s sexuality. He knew that Cameron was very masculine, had played for the football team, hung out with the jocks, and used words like “Bro” a lot, but Bobby thought if he worked his magic he could manage to seduce Cameron.

The other reason Bobby had chosen this movie was a because it was a Mexican movie and his beautiful boyfriend Cornelio was Mexican and wanted to see it. Cornelio was sitting in the chair to Bobby’s right, and Bobby took a look over at his beautiful young boyfriend and smiled. Cornelio was so handsome, his beautiful brown skin, his dark hair which he had let get longer and shaggier throughout the summer. Bobby loved looking at him and imagining him naked, thinking of the way Cornelio’s uncut brown cock looked when it hung down really low, how delicious it would taste in his mouth when Bobby sucked on it and stuck his tongue eagerly under the foreskin to swirl it around.

Bobby also loved Cornelio because they understood eachother. They loved eachother, but they also loved playing around and they loved to seduce boys together. Tonight their mission was to seduce Cameron, whom Bobby turned back to his left to take a look at. He was so very sexy, too. He was a white boy, fairly pale and with freckles, with very beautiful blonde hair. Bobby thought of how it would feel to stroke that hair, feel it running through his fingers. He wondered if Cameron had pubes or if he chose to shave them off, and he wondered if Cameron’s pubes were the same blonde color as his the hair on his head. Bobby’s cock was getting hard in his jeans, and he dropped his eyes down to Cameron’s crotch, noticing that Cameron had quite a significant bulge, and that bulge was moving and twitching as he watched the conclusion of the homoerotic film.

Bobby couldn’t wait for the movie to be over. He and Cornelio had quite a night planned; they were having a sleepover. Those invited to the sleepover included Cameron, their sexy new seemingly straight friend, Brandon, one of a pair of friends they played with at the Y several months ago. It had been a very memorable day and since then Cornelio and Brandon and Bobby had formed a sexy little threesome, playing around frequently and getting other boys to play with them. The final friend coming to the sleepover was Todd, a sexy Asian friend of Bobby’s since the start of senior year when they were both on the track team together. They had formed a very homoerotic relationship during that time, showering together after every track meet, but it had always remained homoerotic, which Bobby certainly loved; sometimes homoerotic was even better than real sexy action. He had loved the way they had casually gotten naked and soaped up and showered together every day while having casual conversation. Todd was also allegedly straight and had had a girlfriend for several years in high school, though they had broken up senior year. Bobby remembered the beautiful shape and size of Todd’s circumcised young Asian penis, the way it would look when the water from the showered washed down over the dark colored mushroom head.

Bobby got a little harder as he remembered the most openly gay moment from his many post track meet showers with Todd. Bobby had entered the shower area first, which was an open area with several shower heads encircling the room. Bobby had been starting his shower up when a naked and beautiful Todd came strolling into the area, turning the lever to start his own shower. While waiting for the shower water to warm up, Todd had stepped casually over towards a drain and begun to piss a nice strong yellow stream into it. Bobby had seized the moment and decided to go piss with him. He remembered stepping up towards Todd, aiming his uncut penis down towards the drain and unleashing a clear stream down into the drain at the same moment as Todd. Bobby was taking a good long look at Todd’s cut cock as the piss stream shot out, and he noticed Todd doing the same towards Bobby’s cock. “Yours looks different cuz it’s uncut, huh?” Todd had said all casually, finishing up his stream and shaking his cock off, a few drops spraying off onto the ground.

“Yup,” Bobby said, still pissing. “I’ve got foreskin. You roll it back when you piss, but not all guys do. Like this.” Bobby demonstrated by rolling his foreskin back up over his head, weakening his pee stream a little, and then rolling it back down to expose the pink head.

“Cool,” Todd had said, stepping under his shower, and that had been the end of it, just a sexy little moment where Todd asked Bobby about his cock and they had a piss together. Bobby still masturbated himself to a gooey climax while thinking of the memory.

Now it was summer; all the boys had graduated in the summer and were heading off to the college. Bobby was taking a break from school to see the world, but he was planning to go to college in a year or two. He had just returned from a drive across the country but was going to embark on another one when Cornelio went to college in the fall. Bobby and Cornelio had an open relationship policy where they loved each other and were boyfriends faithfully but could play around with others for fun, and Bobby was looking forward to another sex and blowjob filled trip across the country. Tonight, however, his focuses were on the seduction of the beautiful blonde Cameron and the dark Thai Todd.

Notes: Not a writer. This experience is totally penis size centered but that's what we lusted after. We were obsessed with cocks, our own, others and size. Both of us have exhibitionist fetishes that finally, and in an extreme way we satisfied together. After this we didn't do anything so crazy even though we continued fulfilling each other's secret sex fantasies.

I've written about my friend from college-university before. I love to think about the sexual discovery and experiences we had. I wanted to describe fun we had fulfilling our mutual fetish for exhibitionism.

This is a reminder of how we became "acquainted" with each other sexually. When I was in college, my best friend and work-out buddy was awesome. He worked out much that his muscles were bulging from a frame that compared to mine. I liked working out for my body but to get a look at him and talk with him. We showered individually in private. He was hung and started to show me progressively. While changing, he let stood there with his fat bulge in his athletic boxer shorts with the outline of his dick going down one side of his leg almost peaking out. Finally, one Saturday, we were alone in the college weight room and finished our work out. He went in to change first, I went in after, when I opened the door, I saw him standing naked, with his back toward the locker, showing off his beautiful cock. It was uncut, thick and hung 7 inches long 1.5 inches wide soft. He had a great set of egg sized balls to accompany it. I gasped in awe. He stood there and made conversation while gently swinging his soft dick and showing me what he had. I then got naked and showed him my endowment…he liked what he saw and we showered together without either of us getting hard…but both of us impressed with the other. Another day, we were at my appt, alone and flipped to porn on cable TV. A guy was getting a BJ from a great looking blond and we both enjoyed the scene. I noticed the, already prominent, bulge in his jeans start to grow thicker and longer down his leg halfway to his knee in incredible proportions. I took a chance and said that I thought we should compare dicks. He agreed, and took off his pants (his dick popped out from under even his athletic boxers) and then showed me everything. He had a massive 9.75 inch erection that was so thick (over 7 inches around) and totally stunningly strait. I got undressed and we jerked and sucked each other off for hours. It was awesome. That was my first time with a guy but we became much closer friends. From then on, our relationship with our own cocks and each other's cocks was forever improved. Both of us continued to fuck girlfriends andWe both had huge penises, bigger than the other guys we saw in our college locker room and as big or bigger than the ones we saw in porn. We told each other our erotic secrets and turn ons and we had many in common. One fetish we both were dying to explore was exhibitionism. We both privately got turned on when our partners would react with amazement or comment on our dicks when they saw then for the first time. We needed more. We both felt the urge to show off our cocks and get reactions. I suggested that we should go out to a gay cruising spot or adult theatre or a sauna and fish for reactions to our sizeable dicks.

He was super horny thinking about this and was all in. We were both obsessed with size but also obsessed by the size of our own cocks. We were 18-22 when we started having these exhibitionist outings. We adored them and would talk about them openly and erotically for weeks afterwards they were exhilarating.

We knew that the city had this gay sauna which was large and had many different rooms. I rented a "suite" (a double bed room with porn tv) and we were handed towels and condoms by the attendant. It was dark I fumbled with a key and we made our way along the dark hallways to the room. Along the way, we passed at least a dozen men wearing towels several of whom had interested bulges. They saw the both of us dressed at that time but to take an interest because of our age. the average in the sauna was 45 to 50.

Once in our suite, we couldn't get our clothes off fast enough with no reservations and no qualms about strutting around naked with our big fat dicks out. I turned on the television with big cock porn but the excitement was waiting ahead. Even though neither of us had any difficulties staying hard, I thought it would be fun to take Viagra to make how are dicks obscenely engorged and give us the ability to overcome any refractory period thus producing an even more impressive affect for audience. We each took 50 mg tablets. Evan brought us each two pills of adderall (which took for studying) to give us unusual energy and stamina. He admitted that when he took them he became horny and obsessed with his huge cock fetish that he couldn't keep his hands off his dick and masturbated for hours on end. That all sounded fantastic and we both partook.

Evan and I were in this together. My penis is large and thick but Evan's was larger, thicker and gorgeous. It was enormous but he gets embarrassed when I use the word enormous. We were going to double-team them. I'm sure that they've rarely seen big cocks like ours on strapping young bodies let alone two. Our plan was to seduce, entice, excite and make as many guys cum as possible from our cock show. Before leaving the suite, I touched his shoulder and said "I want to finish you after we're done playing". He got a big grin and said "you'll finish me. I'm excited about what we're doing. This is too hot man." Our relationship was deep and close starting from childhood and now true compatible partners helping each other fulfill our sexual needs and fetishes in a way that girls never could or would.

We walked around exploring all the rooms. We were not into soaking in the spa or swimming in the pool and first went into the steam room. The steam was thick we could see about 4 feet ahead of us. There was one young tall, fit man with great abs and a tight ass sitting at the far end eagerly keeping an eye open. Evan and I sat beside each other keeping about 1 foot apart between our muscular thighs. Our white towels were draped loosely over our bulging packages. The fit . I reached over and slowly pulled the towels off him while letting mine drop. We both sat back knowing that anyone glimpsing our way would find the the sight irresistible. The hot skinny guy moved to the bench in front of us. He was staring at our long thick flaccid dicks. He removed his own towel and started masturbating his sizeable penis openly in front of us. His cock was at least 7 inches and much thicker than most men. Evan and I looked at each other in the eye and we smiled. It was working we were getting attention and we were turning him on and we both loved it. The guy watching was jerking vigorously. Evan was the first to get up leaving his towel behind and I was right after. We stood in front of him hanging large so he could take us all in. We were both uncut he said he liked that. Evan started grabbing his junk and slowly squeezing and stroking his shaft from to the tip making his soft dick even bigger. I took my cock at the base and started swinging it in a helicopter. Then Evan said to them "I'm gonna show you something special. You're going to Watch me grow for you" Evan then takes his hands off his cock. He put one hand on mine and he started stroking mine like I loved. But the show was his penis begin enlarging lengthening then expanding its girth thicker without even touching it. His giant tube of man meat was rock hard and pointed up at a 45° angle. There was no question my best friends penis was absolute perfection. Looking at it myself I was overwhelmed with lust and desire to have it to suck it to take it all. The guy couldn't help but shoot his big load of cum. He gasped with ecstasy as he did as if he had held his breath the entire time. He just exclaimed "WOW" and thanked us.

We moved on and found a dimly lit room with benches and seats in front of a large movie screen where porn was played. The purpose of this room is clear, showoffs like me and Evan were meant to masturbate watching porn while anyone could watch us and jerk off themselves. We settled in beside each other with our thighs closer 6 inches apart he had muscular thighs and I admired his body. It was nice to get a fresh look at his beautiful male genitals. I couldn't help to look at him in all his glory and the desire to give my friend the greatest sexual pleasure grew intense. We started talking with each other about reactions we've had to the size of our dicks from sexual partners, other guys in the locker room and the urinals. He confessed that he got turned on when he could amaze someone with his cock. This made us both hard. We started watching the porn movie and were happy to discover that it was big dick porn. My own majestic shaft was the first to get hard. My bulbous purple cock head was peeking half out from the foreskin which had become too small to contain it all. Evan love that and says it feels like a bulky swollen plum in the back of his throat when he goes down on me. Evan getting erect is incredible to behold. Gay men from the sauna started gathering around but keeping their distance. We noticed a male-female couple watching us. At this point, I was aroused and erect with one big hand of mine stroking the shark below the head to the base over and over again but always keeping a good view for the audience not going to quickly and not covering up too much.

Ever since early days in high school and college people Random people have been excited and turned on by seeing the size of my penis. Mine is girthy and long. I passed 8 inches by my mid adolescence reaching 8.8 inches in length and 6.5 inches in girth at full size. Both Evan and I have had several encounters where we were offered money, blow jobs, drugs and even prostitutes to see us expose our dicks and masturbate until we come. One guy paid me $200 to jerk off in his face and come all over his mouth. As Evan and I confided in each other, these experiences reinforced our huge penis size obsession and fetish for exhibitionism.
My best friend was finally hard and full size. Both of us, one beside the other, now rubbing our thighs against each other, became the main attraction.

Horny men oogled us captivated and enraptured by the explicitly obscene pornographic spectacle before them. We adored interacting with those watching staring our live huge cock peep show. We responded to many requests. We danced seductively, we shoved our dicks in a few willing faces and even let strangers feel and touch our shafts. We were pleasuring ourselves and getting off.

To tease them Evan and I took turns kissing each other's cocks and licking like lollipops. Guys wanted to compare cocks with us and we did ... we were always bigger. I noticed that Evan started thrusting his pelvis and contracting his pelvic muscles more telling me that he was having a great time and was building up to come shot. His scrotum contracted over his egg sized testicles conforming to their sheep and making them stand out all the more. I slowly placed my right hand on Evan's die leaving it there for a moment and then caressing his bulging quadricep finding my way up and feeling his balls in my hand. I gently moved his own hand away from his shaft and wrapped mine around it. Trying to encircle his big fat dick with my hands was always hot because despite having extra large hands and wearing extra large gloves size, its massive girth made it impossible to encircle. I leaned in close to him and said "I want to be the one to finish you off and take everything you've got to give me tonight. We should edge our massive cocks and hold back from coming". I could tell he has enjoying himself and that he was titillated by the whole scene. It was obvious that our exhibitionist plan was an erotic success. They loved us we had lots of sexy size reactions and compliments. We had a lot of offers to give us blow jobs and everyone wanted to touch our dicks. We decided to leave the guys with a demonstration that would rock their world and burn into their memories.
Damn, with that Viagra we took earlier our dicks were large and massively engorged they looked incredible. I gave Evan a look and I looked down at my own dick and I looked back at him. He got the hint. In front these fans I began to lean over and lick the tip of my cock slowly sensually pulling back the foreskin then pushing deeper it wasn't a struggle at that age. We were young. My big bulbous plum head went all the way into my mouth touching the back of my throat while I stroked the base. Evan began to do the same. Because he was thicker it was more of a struggle for him to take his entire head but his long powerful tongue wrapped all the way over his cock and he licked and caressed it like he's been giving himself a blow job all his life which is not far from true. We did this while touching each other's thighs and squeezing each other's balls as a demonstration of our virility inducing awe and amazement in the guys who were watching. They gasped. They expressed that never seen anything like it they didn't think it was possible. They must've thought we were porn stars or adult performers.

I confess to Evan that my size obsession was intense. All I could think about was huge dick. It was like an unstoppable urge to devour and take on the biggest penis possible. Evan smiled and said that he was obsessing and couldn't stop thinking about one thing. He said "I can't stop thinking about your cock it's the only thing that matters and I want it bad". "This was a great idea you had it was exhilarating". "You're my best friend and you have the best cock I've ever seen besides my own".

With that, we went to our suite and closed the door. Evan's monster was erect but he wanted me first. He worshipped me he worshiped my cock and his energy and fervour in pleasuring me with his mouth and his hands all over was manic in intensity. We rolled on our sides and I finally begin to devour his monster. I was lucky his penis was majestic and everything I needed and wanted in a cock. Combined with feeling closeness to him I couldn't get enough. I deep throated him as far as I could and then even farther. That huge thick head of his was down my throat making a lump. I shoved it deeper than pulled back wrapping the base of my tongue all over. Having the same equipment, I knew how good this felt and I knew I was giving him the best erotic and extreme pleasure he's ever had. Over and over again I wrapped my lips, the soft pallet of my mouth my cheeks and my skilful tongue accelerating to a purposefully fast rhythm. When I took a deep breath from time to time I would admire the massive shaft and would stroke his monster fervently. His pelvis what's thrusting again what's thrusting deeper into my mouth was thrusting. I could see is abdominal muscles contract repeatedly. I put my hand on the side of his buttocks and felt his firm around ass contract I knew he was going to come it was irresistible. I was familiar with his penis and everything about it and I had given him pleasure before but I was astounded by what happenned next. Pre-cum started flowing abundantly in an unusually large amount. We had been edging all night and something had built up in those massive genitals. I firmly encircled his cock head with my lips while massaging it with my tongue and stroking at the determined rhythm over and over and over again. Two minutes later he warned me I can't stop I'm going to come. "I can't hold back" he said. I told him to come. He warned me again "no you don't understand it's too much it's too much". I didn't care. I didn't know what he meant. Then he bucked his hips uncontrollably and moaned with sheer ecstasy when I felt muscle contractions throughout his genitals and his pelvis so strong they shocked me. He started shooting his cum with thick powerful jets which hit the back of my throat with intensity I gagged. One after the other after the other end over eight times he ejaculated a massive volume of cum like I've never experienced before. Even though I kept my mouth on his cock and my lips tightly encircled the strength of his jets were so powerful my mouth started squirting his cum out as it overflowed with warm delicious fluid. I took a big gulp and swallowed but he wasn't done. I took my mouth off for a moment and he squirted again and again so powerfully that it hit the ceiling. He squirted over his head and covered everything in a thick layer of cum.

It was amazing I was fulfilled and satisfied. He apologized for the mess and told me he tried to warn me. I returned the favour by gushing huge amounts of cum in his mouth. We took a few minutes to rest and then packed up and headed back to his apartment where we slept soundly the night in the same bed naked.

To say CHP officer Chad Hardon liked being a motorcycle cop was an understatement. Chad simply lived for it.

As a youngster, in public school, he had joined the school patrol, helping fellow students at his school cross the busy street near his Los Angeles neighborhood school. The uniform he wore was simple: an orange safety vest with the words "School Patrol" written on the back and front, and a orange plastic safety helmet. What he really wanted to wear was the uniform of the LAPD cop who was assigned to his school and helped oversee the school patrol program. That uniform was black and well tailored and accentuated the physique of the wearer. If the cop was fit, the uniform would only enhance and highlight his physique. If the cop was a little chubby, the uniform would unfortunately accentuate that as well. Fortunately for Chad, LAPD motor officer Randy Wood was fit and wore his uniform with pride, making sure his shiny tall black Dehner boots were spit shined at all times.

Chad loved secretly admiring Officer Randy's boots. He loved the look of them, how they reached to just below Officer Randy's knees, and imagined what it was like to wear them. He even imagined what it would be like to touch Officer Randy's boots. If he got close enough, he could smell the leather. It was intoxicating. Occasionally when staring at Officer Randy's boots Chad would feel a tingling down below but at the time he couldn't figure it out. All he knew was he liked boots.

When in the early 2000s DVDs of old tv series starting being available for sale, Chad, now a teenager, was one of the first to order CHiPs on DVD. Chad eagerly watched every episode, re-watching them over and over again, anxious to see Jon and Ponch strut and ride their bikes in their Dehner motorcycle boots. .

Ten years later, after Chad had finished college, and after enrolling and graduating top in his class at the state police academy, Chad enlisted with the police department of a small city on the edge of the vastness of Los Angeles county.

Motor Officer Chad Hardon was sworn in as a member of the local police department, and having trained as a motorcycle cop, was assigned to the traffic division, riding the department's newest BMW motorcycles. By this time Chad was a 6ft 2inch adonis. He had grown into an arrestingly handsome young man, lean and fit, with abs and pecs to die for. An angular jawline, piercing blue eyes, and dirty blond hair were the most prominent features of his all-American facial good looks.

Chad's tan colored uniform fit him perfectly. His uniform shirt and breeches fit him tight. He looked hot. He was hot. But his greatest pride were his boots. He loved wearing them and took great care of them, spit-shining them for hours every week.

The fact is that Chad had over the years developed a serious boot fetish. He loved wearing boots, and before he went to police academy he had a huge collection of cowboy boots, harness boots, engineer boots, chelsea boots, and riding boots. Now his biggest pride was his police motorcycle boots, which were in fact tall dressage riding boots. And when he put them on, he never wanted to take them off.

(As an aside, back at the academy, there was a lot of horseplaying and joking around. A lot of jokes were made about how the motor guys all had boot fetishes and deep down wanted to fuck each other stark naked, other than in boots. The guys all laughed, at the homophobic joke but Chad longingly wished those fantasies were reality. The fact is that he checked out the other guys in the showers, and salivated at the big dicks and shiny boots surrounding him at the academy.)

Being a uniform item, Officer Chad was not supposed to wear his police-issued motorcycle riding boots off-duty. But he saved enough money to buy an identical pair for his own personal use, which he wore off-duty, to do his errands, his shopping, and to hang out with friends. His friends nicknamed him bootman.

His sexy boots were only matched by the bulge in his form-fitting motorcycle pants. His breeches were tailored tight and could not exactly hide his prominent bulge. The fact is that Officer Chad was blessed with a 6 inch flaccid cock, which when aroused grew to an impressive 8 inches of hard cut man meat. Such meat could not be easily hid in a pair of form fitting breeches.

Suffice to say, Chad was popular. Oh, the women loved him, and flirted with him relentlessly and guys were known to check him out too! He enjoyed the attention and bedded many hot babes. But he also enjoyed the attention he got from the guys, particularly from equally good athletic looking studs. For some reason he could not explain he found himself even more aroused when such guys checked him out, and he never failed to impress by bulging for show.

In any event, one day he was patrolling the the outskirts of town, where the suburbs met ranchlands when he saw from a distance a truck being driven rather erratically, weaving back and forth between the two lanes on the 4-lane road. He sped up to take a closer look. As he approached he could clearly see the driver from the back. It looked as if the driver was the only person in the pickup. He wondered what the problem was and put on his flashing light and siren.

The truck driver realized he was being asked to pull over and decelerated to a stop on the shoulder. Officer Chad pulled up behind the truck.

Before Officer Chad made his way from his bike to the truck, Chad checked his appearance, making sure his uniform was neat. There was dirt residue on his boots and he took out a damp cloth and wiped clean his boots.

Officer Chad then walked up to the truck. As he approached the driver's side of the truck and the driver wound down his window, Chad realized there were in fact two people in the truck, the driver, a male, and a female. He hadn't seen the passenger in the truck before and was somewhat surprised. Looking into the cab for a better look, he quickly made eye contact with both the male driver and the female. They looked earnest but somewhat frazzled. Chad quickly looked around and saw that the driver's pants, white in colour, unzipped and were loosely covered by a magazine.

Officer Chad was intrigued and now had an idea as to why the driver had been driving erratically and whey he hadn't seen the female passenger in the silhouette of the truck.

But Officer Chad wanted to take his time with his little investigation.

He looked at the driver. The driver was younger than him. He was probably in his early 20s. He was good looking - preppy, with puppy-like eyes. He looked athletic and wore an orange polo shirt. The young lady looked similar in age, was a stunner - long blond hair, and clearly a tight figure, and was wearing a summer dress that left little to the imagination. Her breasts were not extraordinarily large but good sized and you could see her nipples were hard.

Intrigued Chad asked the driver for his ID. As the driver pulled his right hand into his right pant pocket to get out his wallet, the magazine slid away, revealing what was now a deflated penis. It was wet with saliva. The penis was deflated but it was nevertheless enormous. Chad guessed in his head that it must have been similar in size to his own, a a good 6 inches.

Chad said nothing. A smile formed, however, from his lips.

The driver pulled out his driver's license. His name was Paul.

Officer Chad asked Paul get out of his truck.

Paul, embarrassed, said he needed to buckle up before getting out. Chad gave him time and turned back to his bike to do some searches.

When Chad turned around, he saw Paul standing beside the truck. Chad was stunned. In addition to wearing the orange polo shirt, and the white pants, Paul was wearing a pair of black riding boots. The boots looked either brand new or newly cleaned.

Instantly, Chad could feel himself getting hard. All eight inches hard. He could not hide his excitement at seeing this good looking well hung man dressed in tight riding boots.

Chad looked up at Paul. Their eyes met. Paul's eyes glanced down to Chad's boots and then to Chad's crotch. Chad looked to meet Paul's gaze and saw that Paul had just checked out his boots and crotch. Chad looked at Paul's crotch and could see his cock stirring and getting hard again. Clearly Paul was interested too, notwithstanding that he was with a girl.

Nothing could happen right then and there. Chad was on duty.

But Chad couldn't do nothing. He couldn't linger there taking in this hunk that was Paul. Chad quickly realized that he had to do something. He could give Paul a warning. Or he could ticket him. Before he could do anything other than pull out his ticketbook, Paul comment to Chad that he liked his boots. "Nice boots, man". Paul then handed Officer Chad an address card. The card read Norfolk Horse Ranch. It had an address not far away.

Chad exercised his discretion. He decided not to ticket Paul but instead took the address card. and complimented Paul on his boots too. "Thanks. Nice boots yourself."

Once Chad took the card Paul knew they were in business and asked what time to expect Officer Chad. Chad replied 6pm, which would be an hour after his shift ended.

At six o'clock sharp, Chad arrived at Norfolk Horse Ranch. He was off work, and had come in his car, but had not changed out if his uniform. Again, he straightened his uniform shirt, and checked his boots, making sure to wipe off any encrusted dirt. He ran the damp cloth up his boot shafts, thinking how it would be nice to have someone else fondle his boots.

Just as Chad was about to knock on the door to the farm house Paul opened the door. He was dressed in the same polo shirt, tight white breeches and glistening boots that he was wearing earlier in the afternoon. His girlfriend, whom he introduced as Laura, had changed into a white blouse, white breeches and her own pair of glistening black riding boots. Paul's tight white breeches showed a huge bulge. It looked like something wanted to escape.

At the sight of all those boots and Paul's bulge, Chad had a raging hard on. His tan breeches were bulging.

The three of them hurriedly entered into the house. With the door shut, Paul and Laura pushed Chad against the door and pinned him. Paul used his right hand to grab Chad's bulging crotch, and found his hard cock and started to stroke it, still under the fabric. Meanwhile, Laura started unzipping Chad's pants to pull out Chad's equally throbbing cock. He was oozing precum and was pulsing. She immediately started to suck on Chad's monster, an inch at a time, until she took all 8 inches of his manhood. Paul, in the meantime, Paul fell to his knees and started caressing and licking Chad's boots. Eventually Paul made his way up to Chad's cock while Laura made her way up to Chad's lips. Meanwhile, Chad unzipped Paul to release Paul's throbbing manhood.

That evening Chad, Paul and Laura discovered that they not only had a passionate and common love for riding boots but that Chad and Paul were identical in shape and size when it came to their other obsession- their big cocks. Both were massively hung - each with 8 inches of hard man meat. By mid-evening, all three were undressed except for their boots. It was a sight to behold: two hung fit lean men, and one voluptuous woman, all wearing nothing but tall black riding boots. The three booted friends fucked each other out, licking boots and sucking cock, and eating and entering Laura's pussy. A good time was had by all.









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I'm an avid sauna enthusiast, usually three times a week if my work schedule permits it.
Obviously, all the saunas were closed during the COVID-19 lockdown, some of them still are.
My favourite sauna recently reopened but there are hardly any visitors. So, it feels more like my own private sauna.
It tends to get boring sometimes being all alone, but one upside is that it gives me plenty of time to edge for hours.


Yesterday:


My sweating went down as usual. Alternating between sauna, steam room and the "salt cave", I didn't bother to wear a towel or hide my hard-on as there was no one around, except for one employee checking in every hour or so.

As I was happily edging in the steam room, I heard the locker room door open and close. Another visitor?
Through the glass door I could see anyone coming in or entering the showers, so I definitely couldn't miss anyone.

Some guy came out of the locker room and headed for the showers. He was quite tall, had dark hair, sporting a nice long beard and appeared to be quite furry all over. Moreover, his arms and pecs seemed massive. Definitely a muscle daddy with a white towel around his waist.

As he stepped out of the showers I caught a quick glimpse of his dick.

Unfortunately, it was very steamy and the glass door was fogged up, so I didn't really see any details. However, what I could make out seemed to be a very girthy cock with some length to it as well. He didn't seem to notice me and got into the sauna.


I started to get excited. A potentially hung muscle daddy?


After I while I got out and took a cold shower. I noticed his red slippers next to the sauna door and I stepped inside myself.


He seemed to have already dozed off because he jumped slightly when I greeted him.


'Dude, don't scare me like that I didn't know anyone else was here.' He said.


'Sorry man. I've been here for hours and you're the first one to show up.' I responded.


He was lying down on his towel and his legs bent. Now I was able to take a closer look at his face and body. Definitely a handsome fellow with huge pecs, arms, furry chest and big nipples. A perfect specimen! Considering I had been edging for a while, my cocks started to twitch immediately. Sadly, I wasn't able to see his dick from that angle but was already more than happy with what I was seeing.

'It seems I can't stand the heat as well as I used to, I'm sweating already like a pig'. He said as he wiped the sweat from his face and chest and rubbing it all over his body. Major turn on!

'Don't worry dude, the ventilation is broken, so it's much harder to tolerate the heat.' I reassured him.

'I need cool down'. He said as he got up and left. My eyes were paying close attention to his crotch region and I wasn't disappointed. It was indeed a big fat cock, more beer can like than anything I had ever seen before. Beforehand there didn’t' seem to be anything impressive about his length, but the heat definitely has been doing some work as he was hanging pretty nicely..

My mind raced. How much will this fat piece of meat grow?

Attention: this is a VERY long text (almost 4 pages in MS Word). It's inspired by real people and some real facts, but most of it is actually made up. Feedback is welcome. And I apologize to native English speakers -- I have English as my second language, and eventual slip-ups may happen. Enjoy!

Small Town Cousin - Part 1

The night was beautiful and lots of stars were visible in the sky. There was no trace of clouds, and being on the countryside meant the city lights couldn’t drown the weaker brightness of the stars. It was party night; not that anything special was being celebrated, but just a random gathering with some food, bad music and lots of drinks.


But our story actually begins almost a year prior, during a sunny afternoon. Born and raised in Dallas, Texas, twenty-seven-year-old Justin drove almost five hours to Stanton, a small town in the same state. His wife, Jennifer, was born there, and several family members were still around. They weren’t really rich, but surely were united. Some of them worked in the town’s commerce, some did farm work, and Grandpa Jack just sat around complaining about everything and drinking.

Justin’s mother-in-law Monica had two brothers; one of them, Uncle Ted, was a heavy drinker but with the kindest heart. His wife, Auntie Frida, made the best cookies in Martin County. They had four sons; the youngest being named Fred. He was a stubborn child, who enjoyed causing trouble and smoking weed. It was kind of a surprise to everyone when he, nineteen then, came home and introduced his girlfriend, eighteen-year-old Elisabeth. And she was a good-looking girl, with a calm demeanour.

Jennifer had been in Stanton with her mother for two weeks, so Justin was alone in the car, rolling into the town blasting out Nelly’s record “Nellyville” and drinking a can of Red Bull. Justin’s 2008 Lexus ES sedan was an uncommon sight there, a city used to older cars, or larger trucks, usually Rams or Fords. And he enjoyed the sunny climate, and the lack of traffic and pollution seen in Dallas; the car’s Mark Levinson audio system always turned up loud. When he parked the car in Monica’s and Ted’s driveway and shut off the engine, Jennifer came out to hug him immediately.

After having lunch with the family, they went out in town to the ice cream parlour. Jennifer had her brand-new Nikon DSLR camera; she made Justin buy it so she could start practicing photography. Some fifteen minutes later, they were joined by Elizabeth. Jennifer had been photographing her, and they were bound to another session in the day; since Justin had arrived with the car, they could go to some woods outside the city. He could also help with image treatment, since Jennifer didn’t yet learn how to deal with Photoshop, and he knew it quite well. So, they went to a place with a creek and some tall trees.

Elizabeth wore a long sleeveless dress, and Jennifer started picturing her. After some thirty minutes doing it, she went to Justin and said, “wanna try doing some pics?” He got the camera and directed Elizabeth for fifteen minutes, clicking some thirty images before passing the camera back to his wife.

Eventually, they went for a road that was almost deserted. Elizabeth changed her outfit for a sexier black top, with tight black shorts. Justin tried not to look too much, while making sure he didn’t behave too absent-mindedly. And when Jennifer handed over the camera once again, then he had a good excuse for looking as much as he wanted. She was more conservative while directing the poses, while he was more adventurous and experimental, getting to a point where he’d lay on the tarmac to achieve a certain angle, which evidenced her rounded butt.

Getting back home, Justin got his laptop, downloaded the pictures from the camera’s SD memory card and started working on them. Unknown to him until that point, they had also photographed in a small nearby lake; Elizabeth wore a white bikini and played with water while Jennifer snapped the pictures. Sixty-something pics. Damn, the girl had a great body. But he was a thorough man; he duly treated all the pictures and the model was satisfied with them.

A few weeks later, alone back at home, Justin opened the pictures once again, so he could look at them more calmly. And he liked what he saw; her thighs, her waist, her bums, her breasts. And yes, he started jacking off thinking of her. Thinking of her body, of how it would be to make love to her.


From time to time, they even exchanged a few messages through social media. Nothing campy; he wouldn’t take such a high risk, and she didn’t seem to be willing also. But they had some fun chatting, and it seemed that, when he got there again, he’d get to see her.

Life, however, sometimes has its ways; it would be five months until Justin and Jennifer went back to visit Stanton. And a further five months until they hit the road once again, which leads us to the party night described earlier.


During the day, Jennifer visited her grandfather and a few other relatives; Auntie Frida was making salad, key lime pie and some other food; Justin went out on the town to buy drinks. And, by night, the whole family was gathered at Uncle Louie’s ranch.

Two months prior, Justin had learned how to do some drinks – so, he got some fruit, some different bottles, and set a table to mix his cocktails. Fred arrived a bit later with Elizabeth, and had his Bluetooth speaker set up and playing music. For three entire hours, the party was great, and everybody was having fun. Jennifer then got tired from all the visiting during the day, excused herself and went to bed. Justin stayed a bit longer, talking to everybody and mixing drinks.

Another half-hour later, Fred and a few other (male) cousins went out on their motorcycles. Justin was finishing a cocktail when Elizabeth approached. He had already noticed her, wearing tight jeans and a flannel shirt which she tied up, exposing her midriff. But it seemed that, after Fred left, she had undone the topmost button on that shirt, displaying a bit more cleavage than earlier.

Due to the noise and music, which wasn’t of a type he particularly enjoyed, Justin had set up his table on a secluded corner; so, after Auntie Sheila got her cocktail and left, he was almost alone with her there. The situation smelled like trouble, but he pretended nothing was going on.

-- Hey, Liz, what’s it going to be now?

-- Dunno. Maybe you could teach me how to do those nice drinks you’re doing there?

-- Um, let me show you an easier one then.

And he proceeded instructing her on how to mix and make it. Afterwards, they both tried the drink.

-- It’s great. You learn fast.

-- Perhaps. Hey, can I confess something to you? Promise you won’t tell anyone?

-- Nothing’s coming out of this mouth.

-- I know I shouldn’t but... I sometimes think about you when I’m touching myself.

“Holy fuck”, he thought. His mind, heart and blood started rushing, but he still played it straight.

-- And how often do you do this?

-- Touching myself? Well – she giggled --, almost every day. But the day you did the photos with me, it felt so good. I can’t really explain, though. But a few months later, it started coming to my mind. You seem to know how to look at a girl.

-- Well, if we’re trusting each other, then I must admit I’ve seen the pics Jennifer took of you in the creek.

-- Yeah, of course you did. So?

-- So that same kind of thought also came to my mind. You’re such a beautiful girl, and you’re really hot, too.

She teased back.

-- You think so? So, you’ve jacked of thinking of me?

Keeping the cool was starting to get harder.

-- Yeah. Several times.

-- And what did you want to do to me?

Still gazing at the horizon, Justin started feeling the blood going down to his penis.

-- To take that bikini off from you and feel your entire body with my tongue. From your breasts, to your neck, to your belly, and down to your pussy. To fondle your boobs and suck on your nipples. Then get down on you and lick your pussy until you get nice and wet.

Elizabeth undid one more button on the shirt, further exposing her breasts to his glance. Justin made no effort to hide his looking at her body. And she saw that the bulge in his jeans was also bigger than before.

-- You know, I love my boyfriend, but he sometimes spends too much time with his friends, and drinks too much, and then he’s not up to the task. And I have to, um, do the job myself. And I see you’ve got quite a tool down there to do it.

Elizabeth reached out and grabbed his manhood lightly. She felt it fully hard and moaned softly.

-- We should go somewhere a bit more hidden, before somebody comes for more drinks.

-- Yeah, we should.

Behind the house, there were some dense woods. As everybody else was at the front, drinking and dancing, no one noticed their vanishing; probably assuming Justin went to sleep and Elizabeth went to meet Fred.

Beneath the stars and the cool breeze that blew that night, Justin laid Elizabeth on the ground and slowly undid her blouse. She wore no bra, and her brownish nipples stood erect. He loved the sight of her two smallish but perfectly rounded boobs and thin waist; he started by sucking her left nipple, then the right one.

Hearing her light moans, he licked the space between her breasts and went down with his tongue towards her navel. And then undid the fly on her jeans, pulling them and her white lace panties together. Her pussy lips were slightly brownish, and she had just a hint of bush. Trimmed, not fully shaven. By then, his raging hard-on made him also undo his pants. She was struck with his size.

-- Wow. It is so big and thick.

Justin whispered on her ears:

-- Want it inside you? Do you want me to fill you up with my cock?

-- Yes, I do... do it to me!

After going down on Elizabeth’s pussy and feeling it really moist, he started pushing his penis inside. First slowly, then picking up the pace. Elizabeth kept moaning very softly, and Justin eventually started groaning also. In record time, she felt the orgasm build up and take control of her body; her vagina’s muscles contracted and squeezed Justin’s man-meat, his own orgasm also built up and he came inside her. It was so intense, and they stayed for almost fifteen minutes laying on the ground cuddling.


Not to raise any suspicions, Justin went to bed right afterwards. Elizabeth went back to the cocktail table and mixed one more drink. When she got back to the party, everybody was wasted. The next morning, no one even cared to ask her about all that time she was gone.

To be continued.

One of the first erotic stories I got off on. so ridiculous and hot as fuck, at least 15 years old


"Sarah, can you please lock up for me today," Mr. James asked while putting on his trench cost, "I'm meeting my wife for dinner down town, I'd really appreciate it!?!" "No problem, Mr. J," Sarah Wagner replied while pulling down down the shade over the front door and giving the lock a twist, "I'd be glad to, and tell Mrs. James hi for me, okay?" "Sure will," he answered while heading for the back door, "and thanks again, see ya manana." Sarah went directly to the cash register and pulled out the daily receipts and began sorting the bills by denomination when she heard a persistent tapping on the front door window. "Can't they read the sign, were closed," she muttered to herself as she walked over to the door and lifted the shade aside to see who it was, "We closed five minutes ago young man, come back tomorrow, we open at ten." The young man had such a long sad look on his face, and after pleading with her to let him in, she rolled her eyes and unlocked the door and let him come in.



"Thank you so much," he said thankfully, "I don't know what I would have done it wouldn't have let me in!!!" "Okay," she said evenly, "now that you're in, what can I get for you!?!" He glanced around the room as if he was looking for something, and then asked, "Is there anyone else who could help me, I mean like a man!?!" "Sorry," she replied a little bit exasperated, "I'm the only one here, now if there' something you need, fine, if not I wanna get home!!!" He stood there forlornly staring at the floor before almost whispering, "I need and athletic supporter, you know, a jock strap!" A small smile broke out over her face as she took him by the arm to the rear of the store and showed him a display case the held several brands and styles, "Take a look at these, I think that you'll find one that fits you needs, when you're ready, I'll be up at the cash register!!!" Sarah left the young man in the rear of the store and went back to counting the money, when about a minute or so later the young man appeared at her side and asked, "Do you have any that are a bit larger!?!" "Son," she replied smoothly, "one size fits all!!!" Shaking his head from side to side he remarked, "I've already tried those kinds, and they're way to small for me!!!" Sarah looked up from her counting, and again led the young man back to the display case where she offered, "Now look, it says right here "one size fits all", and this is all we have, so what's the problem?"



The young man was adamant that the jocks in question were much to small, and in a fit of desperation Sarah demanded, "Okay, down with your pants and shorts, we'll settle this once and for all!" "Now wait a minute," he protested, "I'm not gonna take my pants off in front of you, or any other lady!" Now she was getting a little bit put out by the situation, and in a hard even voice said, "Now look, I have three boys older than you, and I've seen just about everything a mother could see, now are you gonna take them down or am I gonna have to do it for you?" Her tone was pure acid, and for some reason he knew that he shouldn't cross her, so with a little fear in his eyes, he slipped his dungarees and shorts down to his ankles, allowing his enormous penis to flop into view, immediately bring a loud gasp from Sarah's lips. "M-my God, that's the most incredible thing I've ever seen in my life, how big is it?" she stammered hoarsely.



With his head bowed in shame the young man replied in a whisper, "It's ten and a half inches, ma'am, I'm sorry that I've upset you, I'll just pull up my pants and leave! "With her wits quickly returning to her, Sarah put her hand on his arm and replied, "You haven't upset me at all, and by the way, what's your name?" "My name is Aaron, ma'am," he replied, "Aaron Cox, I'm a senior at TJ High." "And of course you need a supporter for gym class don't you?" she asked gently while staring the the huge hanging member. "Yes'm," he answered, "Miss Nivens wants me to have a supporter by gym class tomorrow afternoon or she's going to punish me." "Has Miss Nivens ever punished you before, Aaron," Sarah asked? "Sometimes she makes me sit in her office after school with my pants down and my penis out while she grades papers and the such," he replied quickly. Now with her own voice growing thick with desire Sarah pressed on, "Does Miss Nevens ever put your penis into her mouth?" Now his own voice wavered and he whispered, "At least twice a week, ma'am, she makes me ejaculate into her mouth!" "And her vagina," she went on, "does she ever put your organ in her vagina?" "She does that too," he replied quickly, "in fact she sometimes brings in her roommate and they both put it into their mouths and vaginas." "Do you enjoy it when Miss Nivens and her roommate suck and fuck you?" With his head now drooping down to his chest he uttered quietly, "I-I can't help it ma'am, it makes my penis feel so good."



Sarah put her arm around Aaron's shoulder and said in helpful voice, "You know, son, I think the thing for us to do is to try and put your penis in one of the supporters we have here on display, I know that they probably won't fit, but I think we should at least try, don't you, I think Miss Nivens would want us to." While shaking is head slowly he replied, "I guess she would, I think that's a good idea." With her hands absolutely quaking, Sarah unboxed the white elastic jock strap and after dropping to her knees in front of him, helped him step through the openings and tugged it gently up over his thighs until it encountered his low hanging member. "Now I'm going to have to carefully try and put you into the cup," she said with a wavering voice, "now here we go..." Sarah took the massive piece of male organ an tried in vain to get it curled up and into the hopelessly undersized garment, until she finally said, "I guess you were right, Aaron, but I think that if you had and erection it would be fun to see your penis stretching the material out of shape don't you?"



"You want me to get an erection," he fairly wailed!?! "Only if you want to," she added quickly, "but I think that if you let me suck your penis for awhile it would calm you down, just like Miss Nivens does." "Welllll, I guess so," he replied nervously, "if you think that's what we should do." "I certainly do," Sarah answered quickly, "Now you be a good boy and just stand there quietly while I fellate you, okay?" "Yes'm," he replied after closing his eyes, "w-whenever you're ready." "Oh, one more thing, Aaron," she added a matter of factly, "if you don't mind, I'm going to take off my panties so later on I can just lift my skirt so you can enter me, okay?" "Uh sure,"he replied, "if you really want to that's fine by me," and while he looked on the forty eight year old sales clerk slid off her panty hose and panties, giving his a glimpse of the hairiest pussy he had ever seen! "Oh my," she replied as his pecker became semi erect at the mere sight of her fat bush, "do you like looking at my vagina, Aaron?" "Now his face burst red with embarrassment while he stammered, "Y-yes ma'am I do, you have a very hairy vagina!!!" Now lifting her skirt to give a good view of her wide open spread crotch she asked softly, "Does this look good to you, son, do you like looking at my hairy vagina?"



Aaron moaned loudly and automatically took his dick into his hand and began fisting it slowly while staring at the fat hair pie nestled between Sarah's wide open thighs, "God that looks good to me, c-can you touch yourself, Miss Nivens sticks her fingers inside of herself for me." As Sarah buried her fingers deep inside of dripping quim she offered in hoarse voice, "You're so lucky to have a teacher so concerned about you, Miss Nivens is just looking out for your best interest, Aaron!" "I know it," he gasped, "s-she just wants my penis to be happy, that's all, I'm really very thankful." "As you should be," Sarah replied, "when a woman takes such and interest in your organ you must remember that she's just trying to do her best for you, such as when she has you sitting by her with your penis exposed while she does her paperwork, she's really just making sure that your penis is getting enough air because of its massive size." Both of them were quiet for few moments until in a quavering voice Aaron asked, "C-could you please put it in your mouth, I'm getting close to ejaculation!"



Sara got back to her knees and quickly took the shaft away from Aaron's hand and after kissing the tennis ball sized head softly, she opened her mouth and let the big head slide gently into her warm mouth. "Oh my gosh," she groaned, "that feels so good, I'm gonna cum, I can't hold back another second, ohhhhhhhhhhh I'm shooting my load!" Sarah tried getting the huge head down her throat but that would have been sure death, so she gently tongued the big member until she could feel it spasming in her mouth and filling it with a humongous load of life giving sperm. Her pussy was by now a furnace demanding fuel, and quick as a cat, she released his monster pecker and leaned over the display case with her legs spread wide apart and her skirt up over her hips!!! As he had done so many times with Miss Nivens, he mounted Sarah from the rear and entered her roughly, evoking a small scream from her as his massive organ plowed virgin territory deep inside of her convulsing organ!!! "F-fuck me harder," she gasped as his penis turned into a jack hammer driving in and out her with machine like precision, "God, you fill me up so full, I can't believe how fucking packed my pussy feels!" Sweat had popped out all over Aaron's brow as he rammed her unmercifully, but from past experience he knew that this was exactly what they wanted, to be totally ravaged and destroyed by his marauding member, and just as his erection stiffened in anticipation of his own orgasm, her pussy wrenched hard two or three times as it twisted itself to a series of brutally satisfying climaxes that left her slumped over the display case in a breathless heap!



Aaron, also totally wrecked from the experience, leaned against the nearest wall as his penis slowly lost its stiffness and returned to its flaccid state, and as he stared at Sarah's big fat ass, he asked softly, "Are you okay, ma'am, I didn't hurt you did I?" With broad smile spreading across her face she stood up on shaky legs and replied, "No, honey, you didn't hurt me, but we still have problem!!!" "What's that," he asked wearily!?! "Well, you came in here to get a supporter and you still don't have one," she reminded him, "but I've got and idea," as she picked up a paper and pen and began writing for a moment and then handed it to him. "What's it say," he asked? "It's a note to Miss Nivens that you tired desperately to find a proper fitting supporter but couldn't find one, and that the sales clerk at the sports store thinks that your usual punishment should suffice!" "With a broad smile Aaron shoved the note in his pocket and replied, "I think that is perfectly appropriate, don't you!?!"