Streak

[SamG380]

Streak — Part 1​

1109 days - that's how long our snapchat streak had gone. A little over three years, but we had known each other for six.

We met like so many guys did, on the apps. We talked for a few months before we finally met at a local diner. We kissed once then he found a boyfriend for about a year but we still talked all the time. We were good friends, both now single, nothing beyond that kiss… no nudes… no real physical contact beyond the friendly hug… I liked it — I enjoyed having a guy who who I could just chat with, without the want for what I had. That attention I would get while intoxicating never induced meaningful relationships. This was different.

He's 5' 4" - with the fattest ass… the joke was that was the thing guys always wanted him for. I, unlike him, loved guys wanting my cock. Since the first time a guy's eyes bulged as I pulled it out — I was hooked. I was rather calm otherwise but something about my massive meat being worshipped turned me into someone else. I think that's what started it, him hating that guys wanted him for his ass — thats what originally changed the direction of those early app conversations. Mild flirting turned into jokes and sex crazed man hating and then that moment where an app conversation goes from dick-o-clock meet up to a just two people talking happened. In retrospect I don't think either of us were particularly horny that first night and more bored. Higher level thought outweighed those 2AM primal wants and a friendship was born.

Day 1109 -

Not sure when it started.. maybe a month ago? Our conversations slanted to the overtly sexual. Not toward each but more in the vein of him saying "long damn day, going to shower, bust one out, and pass out… hopefully in that order! " these would be at night after his long shift at the local liquor distributor. I'd be half awake usually around that time — my response "LMAO - thanks for the heads up, check the order! Don't drown!", his reply — "".

I usually jerked off in the morning before work, that's when my libido was at 200+%… but not day 1109, nope…I couldn't, I was up 4.5 hours before work bringing my uncle to the airport, I was too sleep deprived to be horny. Right to work… three meetings… then a stop at my parents to check the house while they were out of town. Home, hours later, tired, but that stored libido now detecting the safety of my own walls started to boil… I felt the familiar thickening as my 6" of flaccid meat started to spring alive. Pants down and I was at my now towel covered desk chair with my now thickened 7" draped over the edge. I was just about to fire up the old trusted app and see if I could find a mouth to fill when my phone buzzed to life — 1 new snap from him.

I looked at the notification… do I open it? Or wait until I unload for the night.. I tapped it..

His head leaning into the stream of steaming shower water, the message — "another day of back to back shipments. kill me…"

I typed back "make sure you get everything in the right order so you don't spend the night in the shower covered in your own nut "

I was little more forward than usual… but still just our new 'dirty' humor.

Typing…

"hahahaha! I'm going to break out one of my toys and shove it clear to my heart to try and forget today! "

Then came the image, over his shoulder pointing to the floor of the shower, wet, smooth, his large firm ass protruded from his body.

My body reacted, blood poured into my growing cock. I became hungry for ass… his ass… so firm, wet… my meat overriding my brain.

Typing…

"I'll stop - don't want to be bad - I'm just too tired and horny to care! screw the toy i'm too damn tight for that kind of fast work!"

The word tight did it… I don't know why… but I was then at full mast — 10" thick inches, a pool of pre-cum formed and then slid it's way down my thickened shaft.

I slid out a quick message — "good luck, lmao — I'm going to empty myself too, long day and i need a longgg edge ️"

I couldn't believe I had been that graphic. Of course, in respect to the things I've said other people over the years it was literally nothing to write home about.

Typing…

"hahaha - don't hurt yourself! " — he replied

I spit square on my cock and rubbed the wetness in.

 

[SamG380]

Streak - Part 2​

What was I doing…

After 10 minutes of blank profiles and headless torsos I found myself framing my meat in the Snapchat viewer… it looked mean and hungry… wet and spiraled in thick veins. The more I looked at myself in the viewfinder the harder I got. Snap. The picture sat staring at me — my cock seemed to be looking at me. My thumb hovered over the send icon, I couldn't — six years — I couldn't.

Anticipation of pressing send felt like the first time anyone ever looked at my cock, the mental gymnastics my brain was running through, would I do it? No, of course not. The anticipation was enough to get me there… I just needed to cum and this would be done. My phone slipped as my hand tightened without thinking to catch it… My lube soaked hand slid around the screen… Sent…

What did I just do?! ‍

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I stared at the filled red triangle the message yet unread, this was a horrible, horrible mistake I thought. My heart raced as my cock pored pre-cum — the lizard brain that controlled all this meat certainly enjoyed it. Seconds felt like hours — the triangle went outlined. I shook in anticipation and fear…

Typing…

"holy fuck what I would give to sit on that, where the fuck were you hiding that!"

Not what I was expecting.. I hardened at the adoration…

"yup, you have the ass they all want to fuck, and I'm the horse everyone wants to milk." — what was I even saying

We were now both in the chat — our little bitmoji avatars bounced in the corner…

him: " thats a secret you have been hiding well… i think i need to feel that in my throat, we look matched in more ways than one"

A new message appeared I opened it the video showed him standing in the shower over his shoulder his firm smooth fat ass wiggle back-and-forth the water dripping down over it, my cock strained at the sight. The image slowly spun to his front showing something I was most certainly not expecting — from his tiny abdomen the thickest fattest uncut cock draped over a large set of balls. The realization forced more pre-cum out of me.

Him: "guess there are two horses in this friendship…"

Our bitmojis sat in the chat, my hands shook at the thought of this friend with the most amazing ass also being so very well hung and him referring to himself as a horse… The hard wonderful ache of my meat grew in response.

••• he was Typing… the thought bubbled avatar taunted me…

it started and stooped, had I made a mistake? No? Yes?

"show me it again "

I had never taken a photo so fast — sent

"holy shit, think you are bigger than me, thats an accomplishment, jerk it"

I started the video, spitting on my cock, rubbing it in with my left as I filmed with the right.. I spun my hand around showing how the thickness filled my grip — my thump and middle finger separated by almost a full inch. I gave the full show, one I had sent far too many times. I knew all the angles, the grips to show off what nature had given me. Sent.

As I sent a new video had just come in. The sound of shower water filled the air as I watched him speared his legs, feet pressing against the sides of the shower floor. The stream of water pounding into his firm ass. His waist moved in small motions has air fucked the stream. My cock raged to the image. As I watched he fat meat grow, his foreskin pulling back to expose the delicious pink head.

"holy fucking shit, thats even thicker than i thought, umm can i come over… like now?"

my heart skipped… in my response — "yes"

"On my way!" — his phone autocompleted.

The bit emoji vanished

I put my phone down, I sat in silence. My mind bounced from panic to excitement. He was only minutes away. My cock was rock hard soaked in spit a frothed pre-cum, I walked to the bathroom and rinsed myself, the cool water calming my erection but still I hung thick and heavy. I looked at myself in the mirror and bust out a small laugh — "well this is going to change things."

The 20 minute distance between us felt like slow motion.. I had no idea what to do, I stood in my tank top my cock swinging as I glared into my dresser… I pulled a pair of sweats, now soft and clean… commando you could see the soft 6+ inches of meat hang…. I smiled. A deep breath escaped as I closed my eyes and heard the car door.

The knock on the door startled and excited me, as I bound down the stairs and turned the dead bolt.

 

[Nicpen]

That’s really fucking hot! I hope you continue this, it really getting me off

 

[SamG380]

"hey"

"hey"

We stood in the open door frame, looking at each other like we were truly seeing each other for the first time. "Right, come in.." I shook my head and laughed as I gave him a hug like I had a thousand times. This wasn't some random hookup — this was someone I knew for almost six years, someone I talked to every day for the last three. He pushed himself back out of the hug and kept his hands on my shoulders. Staring me dead in the eyes. I wasn't sure what was about to happen — was he going to call it off? Start laughing and say we should order a pizza? Was he going to drop to his knees and service my thick leaking meat……… my brain trailed into perversion and my meat twitched. The motion caught his eye and he looked down and a slight smile crawled into the corner of his mouth. "Just wanted to make sure." as he looked back into my eyes.

"Make sure?" — I puzzled

"Make sure you weren't somehow faking being built like a fucking Clydesdale…" he laughed and pushed me away by the shoulders.

"Nope not faking." I grabbed my soft yet ample meat thru the sweats and shook. The mass comically slammed around causing the thick ridge of my head to form at the strain of the fabric.

"Good". he replied. I just now noticed his clothing, a t-shirt with the sides cut out showing his smooth tight body, cut arms, and black shorts. And.. "slippers?" — I questioned with a laugh. "I couldn't find my shoes! — I took too much time to find these." He backed from me and pulled the edge of his shorts to expose a black jock strap, nestled into the tight crease of where his leg met his tight waist.

"My old roommate got me into them. It was a gag gift after our first time and it was around Easter. He found a white pair with "extra large basket for an extra large bunny" printed on the front.

I laughed — "Oh, classy for Easter, is that the roommate you told me you used to fool around with?"

"Yea — he said if I ever need some extra cash I should be stripper."

"Really, sage life advise."

"yea, well — ever since he walked in on me and got an eye full — of course that's when he started to watch me."

"Watch…" I was so confused.

"Yea, jerk off… using both my hands got him off pretty fast. We never really hooked up, he was more into just watching, and I seemed to no longer owe anything for groceries, so even trade."

We laughed.

We stood in silence for what seemed a bit too long. "So, now…?" he questioned. I wasn't sure how to reply… We stared at each other not exactly sure what to do as the wild sexual urges that got us to this moment cooled. Neither of us had come yet but we were now much more clearheaded it seemed.

"Bathroom —" he broke the silence as he pointed in the direction he already knew. I nodded.

He vanished down the hallway as I sat myself in the kitchen, nervously tapping my fingers on the counter. Why the hell was I nervous?

All the sexual bravado and grandstanding now seemed almost impossible as we existed here, now, mere feet from each other. I rubbed my temples, thinking maybe this was all a mistake — I should've just unloaded and went to bed. Damn the lube for hitting that send button, hell, damn me for even taking that first picture.

My phone buzzed, I glanced down to see a snap from him. Years of normalcy told me it was a random TikTok or meme as he sat there on the toilet — but today was anything but normal — I immediately tapped it.

The video started, he was pointing at himself in the mirror,

"I have no idea why this is easier", he whispered. Pointing the camera down into the sink I see his shorts are gone and his overfilled jock is resting on the edge of the sink. With his free hand he reaches down into the fully stuffed jockstrap and fishes out his fat, thick uncut cock and lays it into the sink. "We are really fucking hung aren't we?" I hear him say in a breathed horned whisper. "do you enjoy it as much as I do — being so incredibly hung?". His meat begins growing and pushing its way down into the sink, he lifts and slams it into the porcelain. The video ends.

What did I just watch? He's not somewhere else. He's 20 feet down the hall. He snapped me his gigantic cock from 20 feet away. My cock, fully responded, pre-cum poured from my now growing by still soft meat as it draped over the kitchen chair, hidden by my sweats. I hit reply, looked square into the front camera and said, "I enjoy it every minute of every day". I pivoted the camera down, and pulled my dripping cock from my sweatpants and draped it over the waistband. Send. What the fuck were we doing? Who the fuck were we?

I sat. My heart pounded, my cock grew, the urges that subsided flooded back.

Buzz. A new snap.

The video pointed into the sink, the image of the fattest, most gorgeous uncut cock laid to the drain. I watched as it pulsed and grew, the tip of his wet pink head peaking. I could hear the slightest breath, heavy and hot. "should I come out now?. The video cuts.

I hit reply. I sit for a moment then lock my phone. I yell into the still of my apartment. "get out here you fucking horse."

I hear the door open and footsteps down the hall, I turn and there he's standing with his massive, thick, horse dick hanging from his tight waist, the most beautiful cock I've ever seen in my life.

"I knew we just needed a little push to re-break the ice." he says with a smile.

 

[SamG380]

His phone rang loud from his pocket, he glanced, his sister. He answered it knowing it was random for her to call.

"Wait.. What… where? Which hospital? Ok, I'll be there"

He hung up, "my sister was in a car accident with her boyfriend, they are at the west side hospital, he's in surgery, I have to go."

"Of course, go, go!"

He tucked his now soft cock back into his pants, and hugged me.

"Let me know what's going on with your sister."

"I will, talk later."

He was gone, out the door. I heard the car pull from my driveway. What even just happened.. the emotional roller coaster of the last couple hours had tired me, I couldn't even unload. I went to bed.

I awoke to a text, the boyfriend was fine, it was his arm but he would recover. His sister amazingly had nothing but scratches from broken glass. I rolled over in bed — an hour passed.

*SNAP*
A new snap from him, I opened it to see his massive cock hanging into a hospital urinal. "HOSPITAL STRESS GONE NOW THIS THING WANTS ATTENTION"

I hit reply and pointed my camera down into my bed lifting the sheets. So he could see my abs leading to my fat cock drape softly over my balls, disappearing between my legs — snap!.

A few moments latter Snapchat started ringing, an incoming call. It was him. I pressed the answer. He smiled into the camera and winked, and then made the shh sign with his finger against his mouth. I saw he was now standing inside a stall, presumably still in the hospital the camera spun violently and then settled itself, balanced on one of those paper toilet paper seat holders it was now facing him and the door. He had a devilish grin on him. I wasn't exactly sure what he was doing but I had an idea of where this was about to go.

Still dressed from the clothes from last night, he reached into his shorts, cupping and pulling out his massive soft meat. He hung it over the edge of his shorts. He gave his waist a slight shake, the meat slapping from side to side. He smiled, I forgot how cute his smile was and that coupled with the perversion of the moment, excited me. I hit the reverse camera button framing the view down my bed. Flinging the sheets off of my lower body I ran my hand down my abs, grabbing my soft cock from between my legs and flinging it up towards my belly button.

My eyes were transfixed on his face. He smiled, and his eyes seemed to burn into my soul. He stood there his hands now on his hips I could see that his cock was fattening. He walked closer. He gave the bottom part of his phone, a quick tap, reframing the video. I could no longer see his face. I was staring directly at the most perfect cock. All I could think to myself was, how did I not know he had this on him? He carefully lifted his shirt, showing off his lower abs. I could slowly see him constricting and gyrating, his cock thickened without touching it. It was obscene. I got harder and then it happened — the thickest stream of pre-cum poured from him. Before I knew it, my cock was at full attention. I spit into my hand and rubbed. The more he watched me rub the more he grew still not fully hard still not erect but cock meat poured from his abdomen, and pre-cum poured from him like piss. I listened as other stall doors opened and closed, sinks turned on and off, toilets flushed, but his massive cock is all that took my attention.

He turned sideways. The scene of his appendage protruding from his ever so thin waist almost threw me over the edge. Then in a flash, he bent over, taking half his soft cock in his mouth and began to drink, like he was drinking some thick milkshake. Was he coming? What was he doing? The cock dropped from his mouth, the last remnants of a white pencil thick stream flicked out of frame as he turned, still bent over his face in the center of the frame he opened his mouth. The largest thickest amount of milk I had ever seen poured from his mouth. His tongue so insanely long reaching the bottom of his chin poured from his mouth just like his cock from his body, it was coated in his thick milk. Retracting his tongue he licked his lips and swallowed hard. He winked, and hung up the call. My cock was rock hard, wet with spit and dripping, I was just about to finish myself off when a quick message came in from him. "Don't cum yet, since I didn't" I replied — OK.

After a moment of realization, I quickly typed "wait that wasn't cum?!"

All I got back was "nope "