Sorry to burst your bubble (m/m,m/f)

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Chapter 1. Discovery

Part 1/3

I suppose the first time I realized I was hung was when I began watching porn in middle school. Name's Mitch by the way.


Brandon, Trevor, and I were an unlikely trio: Brandon was a skater, Trevor was the valedictorian (and a completely dopey nerd), and I was the Quarterback of our varsity Middle School Team. We had been friends since we were young and even though in middle school we diverged into our separate groups of friends we managed to stay together. At different points when we had girl friends we would vent to each other our frustrations as we attempted to take girls to the next level. Surprisingly, so far Trevor was the only person to get any action in the form of a blowjob from Sarah Smith (although admittedly she's not much to look at...)


One day, near the end of the school year after homeroom, my friend Brandon started bragging to our friend Trevor and myself; He found his fathers hidden stash of porn in the basement. He said I was welcome to come over after school and check it out for myself. I had no idea what porn was but I figured it had to be better than homework so at the end of the day we walked to his house.


We arrived to an empty house with Brandon's father being away on a business trip and his mother working a late shift. He told us to make ourselves at home as we followed him down the steps to his basement. He took us to a room with a cozy home theater and turned on the light. Trevor and I plopped ourselves down on the plush sectional sofa while Brandon made his way to a bookcase on the wall stacked with DVD's.


He removed the front row of DVD's revealing another row in the back. He turned to us and asked us whether we were in the mood for blondes, brunettes, or something else. Trevor immediately voted for blondes saying that blonde chicks were by far the hottest; I shrugged my shoulders. As Brandon picked out a case titled "Blonde Destruction" and put it into the DVD player I caught a glimpse of the cover. It showed a hot blonde laying on her back pinching her nipples while 3 black men stood over her; I began to realize what was going on.


Brandon pressed play and made his way back to the sectional leaving him and Trevor on either side of me with plenty of elbowroom. The movie began with cliché dialogue and some of the worst acting I had ever seen. The opening scene showed the woman in a sexy, low-cut maid's outfit showing off her ample cleavage cleaning a living room. All of a sudden three shirtless black men calmly in the front door announcing that they were there to fix a leak.


It was awkward for me when they started stripping because I started to get hard just at the sight of her boobs out of the bra. I couldn't stop staring; they were HUGE. I was wearing some baggy sweatpants that hid it well though, and adjusted myself so the lump was less visible. A quick glance at Trevor and Brandon revealed bumps in their jeans as the babe on screen transfixed them.


"Fuck dude, this is great!" said Trevor as he reached over and high-fived Brandon.


"I know right!? I would totally fuck her," replied Brandon grabbing his crotch.


"Bro, I think we all would!" I replied gesturing to our laps relieved that I wasn't the only one aroused. I felt a sense of camaraderie while sitting between my two best friends. Who knew that porn could be so amazing?


Trevor's mouth was suddenly agape when the scene changed. "Damn, Sarah told me my dick was huge when she blew me," remarked Trevor when the men finally pulled our their monster cocks, "but I'm nowhere that. I heard that there were guys with big dicks in porn, but I didn't even know they got that big; I guess what they say about black guys being bigger is true."


The men on screen surrounded the blonde. The biggest guy positioned himself at her mouth and commanded her to suck his dick. She instinctively opened and began fit as much of him in her mouth as she could while jerking off the two men at her side. He started to force it into her until she started gagging.


I have to say that this was really starting to turn me on. The men on the side started telling her about how much she seemed to love black dick. They talked about how her husband couldn't hope to fill her up as much as they were about to. The men would swap places until one of them finally moved her to the bed and began sliding his huge head into her. It sent chills up my spine watching as he slid in all the way making her she scream out that she loved big black cock. I resisted the urge to jerk myself.


"So that's what a big dick looks like?" I wondered. I turned to ask Brandon keeping my eyes on the screen "Is most porn like this?" I don't know what it was about the scene that was really turning me on, but it had me hard as a rock and I could feel myself leaking precum.


"I have seen a couple before, but the men were all white," answered Trevor, "Those men were all about my size. These guys are on another level." Trevor laughed, "now I kind of wish I was black."


"That's just a bullshit stereotype. I'm bigger than all three of them and I'm white" said Brandon grabbing his now huge bulge, "But not every guy is lucky enough to be hung like I am." Brandon looked at Trevor and shrugged his shoulders, "Don't feel small, I mean look on the bright side, I read somewhere that the average is 6.5 inches."


"Actually, the average is only 5.5"," exhaled Trevor, "I may not have a monster but I know I measure above average." Trevor looked at the freak bulge in Brandon's lap, "But more importantly what the fuck are you hiding in your pants you perv?" Trevor looked at the monster cocks on the screen and then back at the giant lump in Brandon's lap "No way you're that big. I call bullshit."


"That's all me baby." Brandon smirked looking at Trevor, "And I'm still growing. I gained over an inch this past year. Jealous?" Trevor couldn't take his eyes off of the huge mound in his friend's lap. It was so big he thought it had to be a trick.


"Wait. Hold on, are you guys saying you've actually measured your dicks?" I asked them both, "with a ruler?"


"Of Course Mitch!" They both chimed in unison. Brandon turned to me, "Don't tell me that Mitch the Jock was too afraid to measure his cock? Haven't you ever wondered where you stack up?"


I sternly replied back, "No, not really? It never really occurred to me measure it. Size doesn't matter. Now pec and biceps muscles? Those gains I DO measure." I flexed to show off some of bulk I had put on while working out in preparation for the High School football team while trying to conceal my lap.


"Pshhh." Brandon looked at the small tent in Mitch's pants grabbed his bulge," I'd take my huge dick over some biceps any day." In the background the blonde screamed and cursed to mark what appeared to be her fourth orgasm, "Biceps can't do that. What can you do with a shrimp dick?" he said as he motioned towards Mitch.
 
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"It's true," agreed Trevor pointing at the small bulge Mitch's Lap.


Trevor was becoming slightly jealous of the attention that the girls would give Mitch over him. He relished being a nerd as a strength, but it sometimes limited his social options. Looking at the noticeable size difference between him and the jock sent waves of relief over him; he was bigger than Mitch! It was a small victory to Trevor knowing that despite Mitch's good looks and brawn, Trevor had him beat in a category he felt was more important: cock.


"I've read that girls can orgasm from penetration, clitoral stimulation, and stretching. Apparently smaller men can have trouble triggering one of them whereas, " Trevor points to the screen, "those guys can trigger 2 or even all 3 at the same time. If you want muscles, work out. However, you can't work out your dick." Trevor finished with a slight grin on his face.


"You guys are insane you know that? Cock size isn't all that important..." I trailed off. I was having trouble believing my own words as on screen the biggest of the three men finally slip his huge head inside. The sensations shot straight to my dick as I watched her face scrunch up into a giant "O" and he thanked his pals for loosening her up.... In that moment I wished I were the hung guy on screen filling her up.


"You say that bro, but your face says otherwise." Brandon looked at me and began grazing his finger across his dick through his jeans. "You have to admit that being bigger is better. Ha, in my case being the biggest must make me the best. Big dick is a turn on isn't it?"..


I slowly nodded in agreement, "Being the biggest is the best". I hated to admit it, but I couldn't help but to submit that size matters. It was so unfair though, that size wasn't something you couldn't change; you were born with it.


"Not so fast Brandon," said Trevor, " I still call bullshit. You can't go around saying you're the biggest until you definitively prove it. "


"Are you saying you want to see his dick?" I asked Trevor, "Dude isn't that a little gay?"


"Yes. I mean no," said Trevor, "How about this, we'll each measure ourselves now and reveal for a second."


"Why would I agree to that?" I asked.


"Actually I think we should do it," said Brandon, "and to make it interesting, the biggest person gets to ask the smaller guys for one favor."


"Wait what?" I asked in confusion?


"Game on," said Trevor, "But 'biggest' is too broad. Lets say that the longest person is a winner, and the thickest person is also a winner. They each get to ask the loser for a favor." Trevor liked gambling the odds better this way; even if Brandon happened to be longer Trevor knew he would be thicker. Trevor wasn't longer than any of the guys on the screen, but he was thicker. He didn't really care about the favor, he just wanted to shove it to Brandon that he wasn't 100% the top dog.


"Are you guys fucking serious?" I looked at the both.


"Don't chicken out Mitch," said Brandon, "Be a man." If they actually went through with the contest Brandon would ask me (and probably Trevor) to do a favor. He could get Trevor to do project for him. Regarding me though, call him bi-or questioning or whatever, but for a while now Brandon had random thoughts about what it would feel like to have me suck him off. He thought had a cute face and he couldn't help thinking about what my lips would look like wrapped around his dick.


Brandon initially had invited me down to the basement just to watch some porn so he could whip out his dick and see if I took a liking to it. He couldn't have predicted that luck would turn out so in his favor! Not only did Brandon teach me that size matters, he was set up to physically demonstrate it as well!


"Yeah Mitch, you can't back down now." said Trevor. "I'll get the rulers, I have extra in my school bag."


"Alright guys I'll try it, but just so you know this is really gay." I said with a doubtful look towards both of them.


As Trevor went off to his bag to fetch the rules Brandon said he would go upstairs and find some tape measures. Brandon returned two minutes later tape measures in hand. He passed one to me and Trevor and Trevor handed us the rulers.


They each resumed their seats on either side of the sectional with their backs turned to me.


"Alright guys, measure when ready!" said Trevor.


With their backs finally turned I felt free to give my dick a couple pumps. Watching that porno had really made me hard. I pulled my dick out from my sweat pants and measured the length. Then I measured the girth with the tape measure.


" 8.5' length by 5.5' girth," said Brandon as he completed his measurements.


"5.7' length by... HA! 6.25 girth" said Trevor as he completed his as well, "Take that Brandon!"


"I'd still hit deeper than you," argued Brandon.


"Yeah but I'd stretch her more, you aren't the only big guy here," Trevor said with pride.


I calmly cleared my throat and stopped them both mid-argument, "Sorry to burst your bubble but according to this I'm 10.5' length by 6.75' girth "
 
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Chapter 2. Prurient Descent

Part (1/2)

I suppose this is when I learned that it was easy to get people to do what I want once they see my dick.



Trevor and Brandon both slowly turned around to face me. Their eyes both went straight to my dick, with their mouths slightly open in shock.


I pulled down my sweatpants a bit more to let my balls hang down ass well, putting my cock on full display. I always get rock hard and this time was no exception; I was standing straight up. As I leaned back on the cushion I glanced at both of their now revealed lengths. I was pleasantly surprised to see they were nowhere near my size. Part of me got a real kick out of dwarfing both them and the 3 men on screen… I never really paid much attention to the size of my dick before but now it was satisfying to learn I was way more than average.


I flexed my dick and watched their eyes follow it bounce. I could have even sworn that their dicks got a little harder too.


“So, does this mean I win?” I asked calmly.


Trevor tried to speak but all that came out were mumbles. Brandon opened and closed his mouth several times in attempt to speak but remained silent.


“Come on guys?” I asked, “Didn’t we say the biggest guy wins? I think I won in both categories so that means you both owe me favors right?” They continued staring but slowly nodded in agreement, not taking their eyes of my “cock the whole time. They were completely mesmerized.


“So are you guys going to talk or just stare at my dick all day?” I asked adding a chuckle at the end.


“Dude….. “ Brandon finally broke the silence, “You definitely win…. Is it really 10.5 inches?”


“Well not really,” I replied, “ It’s more like 10.6 but I rounded down to be safe.”


“Bro, you’re hung like a fucking horse,” Trevor finally responded, “How long have you been that big? You knew you were going to win from the start but you fucking lead us on. ”


“Actually I didn’t know,” I truthfully replied, “But I guess you guys never had a chance did you?” I laughed. I don’t care if it sounded a little mean; they were doing the same thing to me just a minute ago. “So what was it that you called me Brandon? Shrimp Dick? It now looks like you are the shrimpy ones, no offence.” I continued to laugh.


“No offence taken,” said Brandon. “When you’re beat you’re beat.”


“I would say not to let your ego go to your head,” said Trevor as he absent-mindedly started stroking himself, “but if it were me with that cock I’d totally be having a total ego trip right now.”


“Not going to lie. It feels pretty good.” I smirked at him. I turned back to Brandon and noticed something more than awe in his eyes as he stared down my dick. I’d never really thought about doing things with another dude before, but I figured I’d go on a limb and see how far I could push this just for shits and giggles. I faced Brandon, “Go ahead,” and nodded my head at my dick.


Without hesitation his hand reached out and started to stroke me. It was weird that it was another dude, but the feeling of having someone else’s hand jerk me more than compensated. He continued to slowly stroke me while he started to ooze precum.


“You know you can take longer strokes if you want,” I chuckled offering advice, “You can’t jerk this like you’d jerk your own.” He nodded and started stroking the full length. I let out a small moan and let myself lean back and enjoy the feeling. Once he got used to the longer stroke I gave him further encouragement, “Grip it tighter, the rougher the better for me.”


“Dude, your cock feels so different than mine,” said Brandon as he continued to jerk me off, “It’s so heavy.”


“Dude I bet with your length,” said Trevor who at this point was furiously palming his dick, “you could easily jerk with two hands.”


I looked down to see the tip of Trevor’s head barely pass his hand as he palmed his dick. I couldn’t remember the last time I was able to cover my dick with just one hand, let alone 2. “Yeah dude. I always jerk with two hands,” I said as I leaned relaxed into what was now becoming a pleasurable rhythm from Brandon, “It definitely feels way better than one hand.”


As I said this Brandon added another hand causing me to gasp out in pleasure. I could tell his arms were getting tired not being used to the workout entailed with a dick this size, “Damn you’re getting good at this.” My praise only seemed to spur him on as he continued to pick up the pace. “Fuck yeah that feels good. Jesus I’m getting close.”


I was so turned on and felt completely in charge. As I felt this an evil thought crept into my mind. I looked over at Trevor panting and moaning with his mouth open, furiously beating his meat obviously close to cumming as well. As Brandon brought me right to the brink I pushed him off. Grabbing the back of Trevor’s head I pulled him towards my dick, “I’m calling in my favor,” slamming his mouth down on my head. He tried to use both hands to push me away but the difference in our strength so great that my hand holding his head on my dick didn’t even bulge.


“FUCK SWALLOW IT!” I yelled as I proceeded to spew load after load into his mouth. I held his head down until cum was dripping from his mouth. Without warning Trevor gasped and also violently came all over himself and I released him from my dick. His gasping made him swallow all the jizz I had deposited in his mouth with remnants drizzling down his face he milked his cock through the rest of his orgasm.


I was still shooting though, and I stood up and aimed the rest of my load at Brandon’s dick until the deluge finally subsided. Brandon quickly started beating his dick fast and hard; he came in less than ten seconds.


I collapsed back lying down onto the sectional with my hands behind my head. Damn I had just had one of the best orgasms of my life thus far. I looked over to see Brandon also laying back but Trevor was busy wiping himself down. He had removed all traces of his own mess but was having some trouble completely getting me off of him.


“Dude, I think you still have some in your hair, “ I said to Trevor as he frantically tried to groom himself. I don’t know what it was, but there was something hot about seeing Trevor covered in splooge, especially knowing it came from me.


“Dude WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?” shouted Trevor as he finally threw the soaked rag on the floor and turned to face me, “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? I’M NOT GAY!”


“Calm down dude,” I calmly responded, “I’m not either but I can’t deny that what just happened was insanely hot. I don’t think I’ve ever cum so hard so hard before.”


“You’re fucking insane Mitch. Just because you have a fucking monster cock that doesn’t mean you can just force yourself onto people. That’s rape you fucker.”


“Dude, you’re the one who also agreed to the contest, “ I argued, “You even went as far as to modify the rules so you had a chance to win. Don’t pussy out now and back out just because you’re a sore loser.”


“We said FAVORS,” touted Trevor, “There are obviously implied restrictions as to what we could ask each other.”


“I didn’t know there were implications,” I replied with an innocent look on my face, “I even warned you guys that what you were setting up was, ‘really gay’. Just let it go, besides we both know that you’re not really angry at me.” I let a small chuckle slip.


“What the fuck is so funny Mitch?” Trevor deadpanned, “Of course I’m angry with you. Did you already forget what just happened?”


“No,” I paused, “Did you? I called in my favor by cumming in your mouth, making you cum in the process. I think that deep down you really liked it and that makes you angry.”


“That was an accident,” said Trevor as he walked over to La-Z-Boy and sat down in the corner, “I’m not gay.”


“Dude, you came hands free. That was no accident, I made you cum. I’m not gay either so you don’t have to worry. “


Trevor was looking off into the wall behind me. He didn’t want to say it out loud but that was one of the best orgasms that he had ever had as well. He also couldn’t get the image of my dick out of his mind. He knew he wasn’t gay, but there was something about watching Brandon jerk my monster that really turned him on. There was something that lowered his inhibitions with me, making even the most deplorable acts infinitely more attractive.


To Brandon it was scary how good it felt to have me force his head down and even scarier to discover that my semen was delicious. However, the thought of another dude doing those things to him repulsed him; He knew he wasn’t gay; it was just that the sight of my cock compelled him to submit. Trevor resolved to make sure that he’d get another blowjob from Sarah later that day to clear his mind. He also promised himself that when she was blowing him that he would absolutely not think about me.


Trevor finally focused on me and raised his head, “I guess you have a point. But just to emphasize, I‘m not gay.”


I noticed he wouldn’t look me directly in the eyes. I walked over to shake his hand “Of course dude. I never thought you were. Nothing’s changed (slight lie), we’re still friends.”


“Alright dude. Well, I’m going to go home and take a much needed shower,” said Trevor as he paced the room gathering his rulers, “I’ll see you guys at school tomorrow.” I heard his footsteps on the stairs as he rose out of the basement and out the front door.


I looked over at Brandon who was still semi passed out covered in jizz on the sectional. Seeing him laid out like that was so hot but I had to subdue any urges because I had to leave soon too. Brandon’s mother would be coming home soon and if we didn’t clean up then her basement would smell like jizz.
 
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Brandon looked at me, “Bro, what the fuck just happened?”


“You showed me my first porn!” I joked.


“Duh. But I mean, I don’t think I’ve ever cum like that before,” said Brandon as he began to wipe himself off, “That was something else.”


“Neither have I!” I said with huge smile on my face. There was a soaked rag on the floor, stains on the floor and sectional, and remnants still remaining on Brandon’s dick. Oh and can’t forget about the loads in Trevor’s stomach. I normally cum a lot but today I really I super soaked this place. If we added a category for jizz to our contest I definitely would have won hands down.


I don’t know what it was that made me shove Trevor down on my load but it felt amazing. He could barely fit me in his mouth and gagged the whole way through my orgasm. I loved the sensations as he struggled to take it all and I know that it’s wrong but it felt so good. My instincts were right though, he found it pleasurable as well so it was a win / win.


Brandon finally finished wiping himself off and proceeded to treat the rest of the stains in the room with a wet paper towel. He paused while cleaning and looked up at me, “Dude, is it weird that I find it kind of hot that you cum like a volcano. That shit is fire.”


“No way is that weird. I kind of got off on it too.” I replied.


“You know to be honest,” said Brandon as he threw away the wet paper towels, “part of my motivation for inviting you down here was to jerk off with you and get you to suck me off.”


“Well, do you still want me too?” I asked, walking over to him and placing his hand on my now softened meat, “Because I get the feeling that now you’d rather suck me off?”


Brandon nodded his head in agreement as I lifted his hand from my junk. “I think I’m bi,” said Brandon looking me in the eyes.


“I know, “ I smirked and went to go get my school bag. “Don’t worry; I think I might be a little bi too. Bi enough at least to let you jerk me as often as you want. You really have a natural talent for it. It could be your life’s calling?” I joked.


“Fuck you dude,” laughed Brandon as he put the ‘Blond Destruction’ DVD back into its case and appropriate place on the bookshelf. “Just because you’re ridiculously hung that doesn’t mean you have cart blanche to be a douche bag.”


I looked back at him as I walked up the stairs of the basement, “Actually I think it does?”



Later that night both Trevor and Brandon brought themselves to orgasm thinking about the events that had transpired. Trevor followed up with Sarah for the blowjob and true to his word his mind didn’t wander to me. When he tried to hold Sarah’s head down and cum in her mouth she pulled away from him and looked at him like he was crazy. Poor Trevor.


I on the other hand spent my evening reflecting on the changes I felt as a result of knowing I was extremely hung. My size now turned me on, and apparently had the same affect on others. I forced my straight best friend to swallow my load and he actually fucking enjoyed it. Gagging is definitely a turn on; it’s so hot to watch someone struggle to take me.


I learned that a hand is a hand and a mouth is a mouth, and both guys and girls look hot drowned in jizz. I think that makes me bisexual, but I don’t see myself sucking dick anytime soon or taking anything up my as so I’m cool with that.


I was young, not dumb, and full of cum. I had a power and I was slowly learning how to wield it. I wanted to use that power to make as many people experience the pleasure that I knew I could easily give them. It would be a crime to the world not to share this gift with others, no?


It’s funny how that one-day changed me. It’s weird how confident having a fat 10.5” cock can make you. Some people call it arrogance; I call it cockiness.






I decided to write an extra chapter today to thank the people that read my story XD . I hope you enjoy it so far, it's my first time trying to write something like this.
 
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Chapter 3. Desecration

Part 1



I suppose this was when I learned that being hung makes it really easy to make girls cum.





As the days of summer finally came to a close, the first day of freshman year in High School approached. I spent most of my time of the summer working out in our home gym, practicing on the field, and hanging out at Brandon’s house.



They held the tryouts for football before the year started and I actually managed to land a spot on the varsity team as second-string quarterback! Go Stallions! I had reached a height of 5’9” and currently weighed in at around 175 lbs.; my dad’s arranged exercise routines are really starting to pay off!



Trevor had spent his summer doing some science camp project out in the middle of nowhere so we didn’t get to see each other that much. Of course that didn’t stop him from occasionally asking me for the occasional dick pic / video. He doesn’t like admitting it, but my pictures get him harder than watching porn.



Brandon and I still hang like we used to … for the most part. When we out in public it’s just like old times. The change is that now whenever we get back to either his or my house he services me almost daily. With so much practice he’s gotten much better at jerking me off! He’s even started giving me blowjobs. It took a little bit of training to get him to do it without using teeth, but eventually he learned to keep his mouth open wide enough every time.



He can only take me about 40% of the way down when he we worships (that’s what he calls it) me on his own, but I can usually cram a good bit more in there if I throat fuck him. I love the feeling of my dick making his throat stretch as he struggles to take me deeper; is it bad that the tears can be a turn on? He apparently enjoys it too, as it’s not rare for him to cum while sucking me off. There’s nothing like enjoying a Netflix marathon while Brandon is on his knees working away. Everyone should have a good friend like good as Brandon.



When the first day of school finally arrived I woke up I showered and made sure to change into some presentable clothes. I don’t wear as many sweatpants now; I’ve found that jeans and the right underwear produce an acceptable bulge. If you’ve got it, flaunt it!



I made my way to the school bus stop and waited until the bus came. When I finally got on board the bus I made my way toward the back but a beautiful woman caught my eye. She had dark brown hair, green eyes, and cleavage brimming out of her shirt V-neck shirt. I had to ask her what her name was.



As I walked by her seat she I smiled at her and she smiled back, “Hi, Mitch Jansen.”



“Katherine Womack,” she said with an angelic voice, “Good luck with Fresh Mondays. Some of the seniors can be real assholes. Watch out~,” she said. As I made my way to my seat I made up my mind, I was going to ask her out.



We finally arrive at the school and proceed off the bus. I see Katherine headed into the arms of some tall guy and kiss him on the cheek. ‘Damn she’s got a boyfriend’ I thought. She saw me as I was walking towards the main building and gave me another wave and I could see her mouthing “good luck”. As I wave back the guys she’s standing with looks over my way. I recognized him immediately as Vash Bruckner, first string varsity quarterback and captain.



Standing tall at 6’2” with shaggy blond hair Vash was the envy of most girls at the school. We both performed at around the same level during football tryouts so the coach kept Vash first string for his experience. I didn’t have an issue with him but he seemed to have nothing but distain for me, the freshman he felt was trying to usurp his spot. He was confrontational all during tryouts but that was the last I had seen him.



Vash walks forward and gets in my face, “Listen punk,” he said poking my chest with his finger, “I don’t give a fuck that you got lucky enough to make the team, but you better stay from my girl and you better stay away from me.”



I punched him square in the jaw and he crumbled to the ground. I stood over him, “I don’t have anything against you. Freedom of speech I can talk to whom I want, and don’t get in again. Bitch.” As I walked towards the school building I waved back at her before finally crossing the threshold.



Why was she dating such a jerk like Vash? True I didn’t know her that well but she seemed pretty decent and he was just an insecure asshole. I didn’t want to be the cause of a breakup but after that shit that Vash just pulled I didn’t care. I wanted to make her mine.



By the middle of the day word had spread around campus regarding the bout Vash and I had out front. Some people even came up to high-five me saying that he’s been an ass for a long time and definitely had it coming. His family came from money and he was used to getting what he wanted. Apparently not many people stood up to him.



It happened that Trevor and Brandon shared my lunch period. I saw them and joined them at a table with some my food, “Hey guys how’s it going?”



“Great bro. I’m so stoned I think I’ve been in the wrong classes all day,” said Brandon as he bit into his sandwich.



“It could be better,” frowned Trevor as he poured dressing on his salad, “I have back to back AP classes and I sacrificed my free period for an extra elective. It’s only day one and the workload is way more than middle school.”



“I thought you liked being stressed and overworked?” I joked.



“No. I like being productive. There’s a difference,” said Trevor while chewing, “In other news, word’s going around that you got off the bus and punched Vash in the face and called him a bitch!”



“Yeah dude,” said Brandon, “I heard his face was all bloody and he had to go to the nurses office.”



I sighed and explained the situation to them.



“Ah, that makes more sense. I don’t remember you ever getting into a fight,” said Trevor, “But I would keep a look over your shoulder. Vash is apparently heading Freshman Monday this year. It seems like you now have a target over your back.”



“I’m not worried about him,” I said, “but what is Freshman Monday?”



“It’s the hazing they do on the first day of school to certain unlucky freshman, “ said Brandon sneaking a hit from his e-cig, “they try to change it up every year but the main purpose is humiliating some poor souls.”



“That’s sad. People should find better things to do with their time,” I said finishing the last bite of my lunch, “Well I’ll see you guys later!” I got up from the table.



“You’ll stop by and hang at my place after school right?” asked Brandon.



“Of course dude,” I smiled back at him, “Oh and you’re welcome to join Trevor. If you want to that is. But I think we both know we’ll see you there.” I turned and headed towards the door excited for the afternoon. After today a good Brandon-job would be just what I needed to relax.



I arrived in the locker room and changed for gym. We were outside on the track today and I was able to sneak glances at the senior class doing laps while we were on the field. I saw Katherine and she was sporting a gym outfit that had to violate at least 5 dress codes. There was only so much her sports bra could do to stop her chest from bouncing with each pace she took. She noticed me staring and winked at me and I looked away. Damn she was hot. I slowly started getting hard. I tried to will it down; If I wasn’t careful I would end up exposing myself in front of the entire gym class and that’s not the impression I wanted to make on my first day.



By the end of gym class I was almost completely hard and I skipped out a little early to ensure I was the first person back in the locker room so I could take a cold shower in private.



I finished my shower in time to see the rest of the class coming in off the field. Clad only in my towel I made my way back to my locker when I noticed Vash was also there. He was headed to the shower but didn’t have a towel at all; strutting and flaunting an impressive 6” flaccid that swayed with every step.



“What do we have here?” said Vash as he stopped near a slightly chubby guy who had donned swim trunks for the shower, “Wearing swim trunks to hide your micro dick? Well I would too if I had one to be honest.” He grabbed his dick and jostled it near his face, “Bet you wish you had this? If you had the biggest dick in school like me you wouldn’t want to hide it wimp.” The kid looked down at the ground and didn’t say anything.



“Alright Vash stop scaring the poor freshman,” said another classmate, “ yes we know your dick is huge. ”



“Yeah dude, put that weapon away before you hurt someone,” joked a fellow member of the football team, “How does Katherine take it all anyway?”



“She can’t take all of it but it’s hot watching her try, “ boasted Vash.



“Damn, son. That’s rude, but hot,” said yelled someone from the showers, “Props bro. “



Vash finally spotted me and sundered over, “Well, well, looks like the freshmeat finally comes out of hiding.” He seemed to be thrusting dick in my direction. I couldn’t help but notice it in the same way that your eyes are drawn to something moving just out view. “Seems like Freshmeat enjoys staring at my dick. Are you a faggot?”



“Fuck off. I’m not in the mood for this,” I said moving past him arriving at locker. The cold shower hadn’t helped and I was still hard as a rock and it was becoming harder to hide under the towel.



“It’s alright dude. I won’t think you’re gay just for appreciating what a real man looks like.” He said still in the same spot.

I noticed that my locker was broken into and a card with “FreMon” was left in lieu of my clothing. “Very funny, now give me back my fucking clothing you immature piece of shit” I yelled at Vash while turning around.
 
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“Alright. I just wanted you and the whole school to know who was really the top dog when you looked ‘underneath’ it all,” he said walking towards me. “Don’t tell me you’re also hiding a micro dick under that towel?” He laughed and motioned his fingers and one of his friends held up a smartphone ready to take a picture.



“Let’s see how you feel when the whole school sees your baby dick. No use trying to hide it now,” said Vash as he managed to swipe my towel away. A second passed and then a flash indicated they had taken the photo.



I was standing there fully hard in front of the entire locker room. I noticed every single eye directed at my crotch. I looked down myself and then back at Vash.



“Holy SHIT!” “What the FUCK?” “GOD DAMN” and other curses could be heard murmuring around the locker room. Vash was still staring at my dick and I just had to stick it to him. I wanted to leave him alone, but he pushed me.



“You know Vash, I won’t think you’re gay just for appreciating what a real man looks like,” I taunted. I noticed his dick quickly pulsing to life reaching its full 6.5” erect length, “But I might have to question you if you get hard just by looking at it.”



I walked up to him positioning myself so my cock was directly under his. His cock barely covered mine and stopped more than 3 inches short of my pubic bone. “Are you a faggot?” I jerked my cock towards him to emphasize every upcoming word, “Bet you wish you had this?”



He just stood there still in shock. “Dude, when I’m soft I’m longer and thicker than you are right now hard as a rock,” I laughed in his face, “You might have stood a better chance if dick actually grew instead of just getting hard. If your goal was to prove to the class who had the biggest dick in the school I think you’ve definitely succeeded. Now someone please give me my clothes back.”



I took a step back from Vash and looked him in the eye, “Well do you have anything to say for yourself?”



He stood silent, unable to move. His world had literally crashed in front of him and he was having an ego crisis. His bravado that he had fostered over the years had suddenly been shattered by a freshman. Could he have prevented this if he had only swallowed his pride just a little?



“Psh, don’t even have anything to say. Fucking Wimp,” I said as I snatched my clothes from the hand that held them outstretched. The rush of having so many guys stare in amazement at my dick started to go to my head. “Alright guys, unless you want to stand around staring at my dick all day you should probably get to class.”



The crowd began to disperse but Vash stayed planted. “You with the phone,” I said pointing at Vash’s friend that was trying to slink away, “Stay there.”



I put on my boxers and pants and turned around to face Vash once more. “You know I think I like the nickname FreshMeat,” I said while grabbing my still erect dick whose outline was very visible through my jeans, “I think it fits. Your new nickname is Micro, you know for your micro dick.”



I turned to his friend, “Give me the phone.” He handed me the phone and I pulled up the most recent photo. It was perfect; the picture showed me standing in full erect glory next to a soft Vash. What made the picture priceless was the expression of Vash’s face as he’s staring at my dick. I sent myself a copy of the picture, deleted it from the dude’s phone and handed it back to him.



“Thanks bro,” I said smiling to camera guy, “now get the fuck out.”



It was just I and Vash left in the locker room, his cock still hard.



“Yeah, my dick tends to have that affect on people,” I said pointing down to his erection. “Not all guys those, just guys that can’ t help but submit. Within 1 hour everyone in the school will know that I’m more of a man than you could ever hope to be. It’s a fucking powerful feeling. Gets my dick hard.”



“I have to go to class soon, and I need this taken care of. Do you think you’d be up for the task?” I asked sizing him up. He had a nice body and was genuinely handsome. I couldn’t wait to see how his lips looked clamped around my cock.



“What? I’m not gay dude, back off,” he said finally coming out of his stupor.



“Yeah, I’ve heard that one before,” I say as I take his hand and lead him back towards the shower, “but it doesn’t change the fact that you want my cock.”



I press him down to his knees. “What’s going on? I told you I’m not gay,” he protests but remains on kneeling.



“Yeah keep telling yourself that.” I say as I unbutton my jeans and pull out my raging hard on. I lean back against the shower wall with my legs spread.



Vash looks me in the eye and doesn’t move. “It’s not going to suck itself, “ I say running out of patience.



“But I To---“, Vash was cut off midsentence as I crammed my cock into his mouth and held his head in place with one hand. I was right about his lips. They were made to suck cock. I used my other hand to pull out my phone and take a picture of Vash from my point of view. I put my phone away while Vash looks up at me with confused.



“You’re the prettiest guy I’ve ever had suck my dick. I had to preserve the moment,” I explain, using my hand to start bobbing his head up and down my shaft. “Fuck that feels good bro. Can’t believe it’s your first time. FUCK.”



He begins to take more and more of my dick with every bob, until I reach his throat and he starts gagging. He tries to back off but I hold him there. He tries to swat my hands away to no avail, “Fuck baby that feels so good we’re almost there. I won’t let you pass out. Use your hands to jerk your happy meal dick.”



I pull him up for air and shove him back down when he catches his breath. He begins jerking his cock, forcing him to moan around my fat shaft lodged in his mouth. The sensations are so good I can’t help but tell him what a good job he’s doing “Oh yeah baby, keep fucking moaning like a bitch, shit feels amazing.”



I bring him up and down again and manage to finally pop into his throat causing him to swallow several inches at once. I almost came then. “JESUS CHRIST. No one’s ever taken me this far.”’ I keep him steadied there until the urge to come dies back down and I resume shoving him down.



He repositions himself and manages to slide inch after inch down his throat. He’s a little bit more than a nose length away from the base when he can’t take anymore. I reach out my phone and snap another picture. “You’re better than my normal worshiper. Are you sure you can’t take anymore?” I ask him.



“MmMMmmm, “ Vash mumbles.



“I can’t understand you if you don’t speak clearly,” I say with a look of confusion. “Oh right, you’re too stuffed to talk, lemme fix that for you.” I hold him down there for 30 more seconds and I pull him up for some much-needed air.



“I can’t take anymore, you’re just too big,” says Vash while panting.



“For now, “ I say switching our positions so he’s sitting/kneeling with his back against the wall, “after all it is your first time. I’ll stretch you out eventually” I straddle him and begin to feed my cock to him. He’s loose enough now for me to face fuck him and I proceed to do just that.



“Fuck I own your mouth now,” I continue to pound my dick relentlessly assaulting his pretty little mouth. He picks up the pace of his own strokes and I can tell he’s getting close. “Gonna pump my load straight in your stomach, and make you my bitch.” After my last statement Vash erupted in sever strong volleys coating his belly with a fair amount of jock cream. “TAKE IT!” I yell as I slam him as hard as I can and begin to spray his throat white. I pull out halfway through and blast a couple loads in his mouth and a few on his face as well.



I pull out my phone and take another picture. “Damn that felt good. You’ve got natural instincts; you moved so that you could fit more down than anyone’s taken before.” I laughed to myself, “All you needed was some good dick to bring out the bitch in you.”



“You came on my face. That’s so fucking gross man,” says Vash as he reaches to turn the shower on. He quickly rinses the cum off while I put my dick back in my pants.



“You’ll learn to like it. You look so hot that way. It’s also good for your skin” I leave the showers and put on my shirt and button my pants. “So I’ll be expecting this after every gym class. Stay behind and be ready for me in the shower.”



“Dude, that was a one time thing,” said Vash drying with a towel. He turns my way but doesn’t make eye contact, “I’m no one’s bitch. I don’t care if you share those pictures you can’t blackmail me.”



“If you can’t even look me in the eye it means you’re already whipped,” I explain getting my school bag from my locker. “The pictures aren’t for sharing, they’re for me. I don’t need to blackmail you. We both know that you enjoyed it. I can tell that you want to be able to take all of it. You’re also going to go to home and jerk off thinking about me.”



“Bye micro,” I say as I leave the locker room, “Oh and by the way I’m going to fuck your girlfriend.”
 

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“You’re fucking insane Mitch. Just because you have a fucking monster cock that doesn’t mean you can just force yourself onto people. That’s rape you fucker.”

It absolutely is, and it's against the forum rules.
 
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Chapter 4. Insidious

Part 1.



“Fuck yeah baby right there, harder, harder, oooh,” were the sounds that Katherine was faking to spur on Vash as he kept up a steady rhythm in missionary position. Katherine was lucky if Vash made her come at least once during a session and she could already tell that it wasn’t going to happen tonight either. His performance had steadily been dropping off since the New Year started.



“Baby I’m close,” panted Vash as he rolled through a couple of strokes before resuming a rhythm.

“Me too baby. Ugh, ugh, yeah,” said Katherine as she continued her farce.



Vash began to pick up speed as he usually did right before he came. “OH GOD. I’m close. Ohhhhhhhhhh” moaned Vash as his cum began to fill up the condom. He slipped out of Katherine and fell beside her with his back on the bed.



“Baby, that was amazing,” said Katherine as she cuddled up to Vash.



“Yeah it was,” said Vash, “I needed that. Good night.”



“Oh, good night baby, “ whispered Katherine as she saw Vash pass out in seconds.



Lately it seemed to Katherine like Vash wasn’t always there during sex, as if his mind were elsewhere. It used to be that Vash would hound her to fuck all the time, but now it’s less often that he’s in the mood to initiate.



She wondered what was going, because she knew the fault definitely wasn’t with her. She knew she had a damn hot body with a set of tits that would make a playboy bunny jealous. She was the head cheerleader that all the boys in school wanted to be with. It couldn’t be her.



She looked over to see if Vash was asleep. Seeing that he was she began to play with herself. She worked down one hand and began to massage her pussy. Her thoughts returned to the usual object of her self-pleasure fantasy, Mitch.



She recalled the time that he knocked down Vash with one punch in front of the school. Replaying the scene in her head made her so wet. She began using both hands to massage her clit and rub her g-spot.



There was a rumor going around the school that he was also really well endowed. She had never had anyone bigger than Vash. She imagined how Mitch would feel. She began to moaning and increasing her pace until she felt the familiar rolls of an orgasm. The thought of Mitch being able to hit places deeper in her than she’s ever felt finally set her over the edge and she erupted. She then rolled over and fell into a blissful sleep.



Unfortunately there was no way for Katherine to know that Vash was preoccupied with his post gym sessions with Mitch. Ever since Mitch threatened that he was going to fuck Katherine that was all he could think about when he was with her. He couldn’t help but think about how hot it would be to watch Mitch have his way with Katherine the way Mitch took him in the showers.



She also couldn’t know that her subconscious had already shifted its desires without her knowledge. She never said that size mattered, but for the entire time she was with Vash he had a reputation for being the most hung and desirable guy on campus. Once she heard the rumors about Mitch a part of her no longer felt she had to settle for par; someone had raised the bar.



It also helped that from her brief interactions with Mitch that he seemed to be into her.





Not too far away Mitch also lay in his bed fantasizing about Katherine. Sure he had his almost daily suppliers of head, but that wasn’t enough. He needed to get laid. After blowing a third load in his bed he resolved that tomorrow was the day he’d make a move.





When I got on the bus instead of going to my usual seat I sat down next to Katherine. I smiled, “Hope you don’t mind?”



“Oh no go ahead. Vash isn’t coming to school today anyway so the seats open,” said Katherine.



“Katherine,” I said, “mind if I ask you a personal question?”



“No I don’t mind,” she replied, “but I may not answer.” She gave me what I call her sexy signature smirk.



“Why are you with a guy like Vash? You deserve someone who will treat you better,” I asked trying to hide my nerves.



“Wow that is personal.,” she paused, “Well he’s a different person when you’re with him individually. He isn’t nearly as much of a dweeb. He’s very good to me.”



“No he isn’t”



“What makes you say that?”



I placed my hand on her thigh, “Well… I paused….”



I slowly began to slip my hand up her skirt. Her eyes widened but she didn’t remove my hand. I started to rub her through her panties. I leaned in to whisper, “Well for starters if you were being properly taken care of you wouldn’t be letting someone who isn’t your boyfriend do this!” I pulled her panties to the side and flicked her clit.



She gave a small yelp and slightly jumped out of her seat, “What are you doing? We’re on a bus. You need to stop.”



Without stopping I continued to tease her. She began to get wet and I continued whispering in her ear, “You don’t really want me to stop do you? If you did then why are you so fucking wet?”



Katherine began to clench her thighs. This was all so sudden. They were on a bus. It felt so good and he managed to get her soaking wet. She knew she had to stop him, but MMmmmmhhh, he was working two fingers in and out very slowly.



“God you feel so amazing,” I whispered in her ear. I laid my head on her shoulder so to someone passing by it just looked like I was sleeping on it. “I need to eat you out.” As I said that I flexed my fingers up to her g-spot and mashed her clit.



“ACHOOO,” she sneezed to cover up a very sudden orgasm. I felt her tighten up and release and started to rub her faster. I worked her until she sneezed two more times and then I finally had to stop because we had arrived at the school.



“That’s why you need someone who will treat you better,” I said as I got up to leave the bus. She needed a couple seconds to recover before she could get up. Her legs were like jelly and her pussy was still cooling down.



As she finally managed to make her way off of the bus she began to process what had just happened: the object of her desire made her pop three orgasms in less than thirty minutes, she had cheated on her boyfriend, and already made up her mind that she needed more.



Later that morning I sent her a message on Facebook with my address saying, “My place. Afterschool?”.



When Katherine saw the message she had to stop herself from getting wet again. She had already changed panties from earlier and couldn’t afford to make another mess. She thought about going home to change but judged her current clothing to be sufficiently sexy; she wore a red mini-skirt, rose lace panties, a white halter-top and killer red high heels. Besides it’s not like she would need clothing for what she had in mind.



She responded back to my message that she comes over at 5. She was distracted the entire day. She found it hard to focus on any of her subjects because her mind kept drifting to thoughts of what would happen later that afternoon.

I was also distracted. I felt like I had to spend the majority of my day hiding a constant boner. All I could think about was how it would feel to finally slide in. That day at school felt like it would drag on forever until it finally ended and I made my way home.



My parents were out of the house until late that night so I had the house to myself. I changed into some underwear that showed off my bulge and sat in the living room waiting. Around 5 o’clock I heard her heels clicking up the porch followed by a ring at the doorbell.



I opened the door and invited her in. When she got inside I closed the door behind her and we were instantly on each other. She kicked off her shoes and then jumped with her legs around my waist and I held up against a wall as we exchanged a flurry of kisses. I kissed and squeezed her boobs through the fabric.



“This needs to come off,” I said as I swooped her into my arms and carried her to the bedroom. I let her down on the bed and stood along the edge as she began a sexy strip tease. She removed her halter and shimmied out of the mini-skirt leaving her only clad in her bra and panties.



I joined her on the bed and began to kiss her down her arm as I removed her bra by flicking the clasp with one hand. Her breasts spilled out, as the bra was removes. “DAMN,” was all I could say. I cupped each with a hand and reached down and began using my tongue to play with her nipples. There were very alert. I bit on one softly causing her to arch her back and let out a gasp. I would blow on them and then alternate between them.



Then she threw me on my back and straddled me. She began to work her way down until her face was next to my crotch. We removed my underwear causing my dick to flop out and harden before her eyes.



“Oh. My. God,” she slowly exclaimed as she looked at me. “Is that real?”



“Of course it’s real,” I replied, “ haven’t you seen a dick before?”



“Yeah, I mean…. But not anything near that size that?”



“I’m sure someone had to be close,” I smirked



“Are you kidding me?” she asked, this thing looks like it’s a foot long beer can. Just looking at it makes me wet.”



I brought her hands to it and started her on a slow stroke.
 
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It’s hard as a rock and I can’t even reach my hands around it,” she said as she started using both hands to jerk me, “Is this even going to fit?” she asked looking down at my girth.



“If you want it to fit it will,” I grinned, “I’ll work you open enough no matter how long it takes. If only your ex was here; he could loosen you right up for me.”



“I don’t even know if he would have been enough,” she said looking.



“Spin a round,” I commanded her. She reversed her straddle so that her panties were in my face.



I held her panties to the side and began to tease her pussy lips with my tongue. I dove in and began darting my tongue in and out of her. I began twisting my tongue and using my fingers to work her opening and clit.



“OH don’t stop, keep going just like that!” yelled Katherine in between moans. She then stopped stroking me unable to gather the required focus for anything that wasn’t the waves of pleasure riding up from her vagina.



I could tell by the way she was tensing up that she was on verge of orgasm, “Come for me,” I growled as I replaced my tongue with two fingers nailing her g-spot.



“UHGH, FUCK YEAH” she screamed as she rode through her orgasm of the night.



I began using three fingers to really begin stretching her in earnest. I then upped it to four and began scissoring and spreading working her wider and wider. Using all four fingers to curve up towards her g-spot triggered another orgasm.



After that one subsided I laid her on her back and positioned myself over her entrance. She was so dripping wet I didn’t even need to use lube.



“You ready this babe?” I asked looking into her eyes.



“I don’t think I could ever be ‘ready’ for that,” she responded.



“Fucking right,” I said as I began to push my head against her opening.



I pushed harder and harder with no luck. I realigned and forced my hips down as hard as I could. I felt a sudden pop as the head suddenly popped it.



“JESUS FUCKING CHRIST that’s huge,” she said, “I’m feeling more stimulated with just that bit than when my ex was pounding his hardest”



“Babe, that’s just the head,” I say as I touch my forehead down to hers, “But if you can form words right now I’m doing something wrong.” I began to slowly press deeper into her until she was being stretched by my full girth. She fit like the tightest glove and I could feel her muscles giving way as I forced them aside. “Am I hurting you?” I asked as I continued to plunge deeper.



She shook her head side to side while her mouth formed an “O” and you could see the waves of pleasure cresting on her face. “Good much better,” I growled while flexed while inside her sending her over the edge. I could feel her muscles trying in vein to contract but she was too stuffed.



Her screams of pleasure filled up the house as she rolled through the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced.



I began to slide out a little bit, and slide back in just a little bit more. Forcing her to open slightly more with each push. I looked down to see my cock head completely buried inside her. Her lips were stretched the max around me. I watched myself slide in and out while I began to use slightly deeper thrusts.



I kept at this for the next twenty minutes and managed to buy about 4 inches inside of her. Katherine had lost count of the individual orgasms at this point and could only describe it more along the lines of riding a continuous crest.



Continuing the slow process I managed to buy about 9ish inches into her before I met firm resistance at the tip. Once I bottomed out I stayed there pulsing inside her.



“Fuck babe, you managed to take all of it,” as I remained firmly planted inside her I wanted to make sure that she was fully stretched before moving.



“That’s all of it?!” She asked slightly in relief. She didn’t know how much more of this she could take. She felt me inside all the way up to her stomach. She never imagined that she could feel this full. This was in another league compared to anything before.



“All that you can take at least, don’t wanna ruin your cervix,” I answer.



“Jesus Christ there’s even more?” she looked almost worried, “Your dicks too big Mitch. “



“I know it is. But it feels good doesn’t it?” I say as I finally begin to pull out until just the head is left. She’s still insanely tight, but I can feel much less resistance than before so I know she’s ready. I slam it all back in and start to long dick her with all of my length.



I pull all the way out, roughly flip her over and mount her doggies style. I reach around and start fondling her boobs as I continue my casual strokes in and out. This was way better than any blowjob.



I begin to mix in quick sharp thrusts and begin to increase my pace. I build into a rhythm pounding her pussy for all I’m worth.



“Who owns this pussy?” I ask as I start to get close.



“You do,” she responds instantly.



“Who owns this fucking pussy?” I shout, as I get closer to climax.



“You! You! You!” she begins to repeat



I repeat myself one more time as I grab her hair and yank her back into an arch and bury myself as deep as I can.



I remain lodged while I fire load after load deep into her cunt. We collapse on our sides while I’m still inside you. I hold you and we fall asleep together in that locked embrace…



Until I wake you up in a couple hours for round 2.









We both know that I now own your pussy. You’ll always be tight for me, but I’m going to try to ensure I stretch you as much as I can so that I can just slide right in whenever I want.



Small men will never satisfy you again; sorry. (I’m not really sorry).