Finally manned up and met my jerk off buddy

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This story is fiction, are all characters named in the story.

* as I sat in the parking lot in my car, afraid to tell him which car I was in, my phone was dinging with angry texts from John*
“Really, dude?”
“You’re doing this again? I told you there’s nothing to be nervous about. You can just look at my cock if you want.”
“….smh, I’m going home dude. Lose my number, this is the last time you make me drive out here for nothing, you little bitch”.

I just couldn’t do it. As a straight guy in my early thirties, fresh off a breakup, I was watching more and more porn to numb the emotions and feel some level of excitement.

I had always had a slight curiosity for guys who are bigger than me, which is rare because, well not to brag, I am packing and 8.5x6.5 uncut monster. My girl and I were looking for a couple to potentially swap with, and that’s where John comes into the story.

John was 35 years, married, and a complete horn dog. My gf actually found him and his wife on tinder, and we spoke to him here and there for a few. He says his wife would be down to couple swap, but I saw right through his bullshit.

He was a horny fuck was trying to pork my girl. And when I say trying, I mean my phone (I had the tinder) was going off all day and night… when I’m at work, when I’m in a meeting full of board members, when I’m on my short lunch break. I would text him back and tell him to chill with the constant dick pics, but it was to no avail. They came, all day, one after another, for weeks at a time.

“I get it dude, you’re horny, but my wife and I are busy and not yet ready to meet up with you and you wife yet. If stop sending me your cock, I’ll try to squeeze you guys in for dinner this Friday at 7. And you do know I control the tinder right? My wife only sees what pics I showed her. Not all 80 you’ve sent since last week! Please man! I don’t need any more cocks in my inbox”.

He would literally respond to my texts with more dick pics, taken with a note he wrote that said “for Christie”, who was my 27 year old bartender girlfriend, with tattoos and a huge ass and skinny waist. Long painted nails. The nerve of this guy!

I did not tell John that I was thinking about POSSIBLY enjoying my gf get plowed by him. I definitely wanted to see it, but I was trying to separate my porn brain from reality. Am I really going to have another man come over and fuck my gf? What if he shows up without his wife, saying she can’t make it tonight, and expects to get busy with my gf while I watch? I don’t know how I would really feel, watching my gf have to take a shower to wash another man’s cum off of her.

Part of me knew thats how it would go, but I knew I couldn’t go through with it in real life. Some hung, jacked bald man with a 9 inch hard cock and huge balls slapping my gf’s ass while she gets piped out? No way! I thought…. With my logical brain.

Sure enough, that didn’t last long, and I started to scroll John’s dick pics on my lunch break out of curiosity… okay okay, and excitement.
“Good afternoon guys! Look what I got here!” Attached was another new pic of this man’s cartoonishly large penis. It was as thick as my wrist, curved upward and facing the ceiling at almost a 90 degree angle, and the head was almost as big as my wife’s fist. His balls were the size of two clementines.

I thought it was photoshopped, until he sent us a video of him jacking off in his car.

Over the next few weeks, I found myself progressively turned on by the thought of this guys big cock fucking my wife, even if he pulled a bait and switch and showed up solo.

I was going to just go for it. That is when Christie and I began to really butt heads, bickering all day for the first time ever.. and we decided we should have some time apart.

Now I am lonely, horny, and I still have this fucking fuck machine of a man sending me pics of his meat rocket on the hour.

In the emotional space I was in, I wanted no part of it now, and I told him I would block him if he didn’t stop. I had lost my chance to watch this guy come over and take my gf to pound town in front of me. Without her even knowing I was secretly getting off on it.. oh well, that’s that’s.

My phone dinged again, and I had had enough and was going to finally block Mr big cock, as I now had no use for him. There was no way he would ever come over for a visit without my partying, cigarette smoking bartender ex gf there.

As I opened tinder to look at the final dick pic, to my surprise there was only text, no pic.

“Hey dude, I’m sorry to hear about you and Christie. I feel you man. But I have a little problem here on my end”.

What the fuck does this guy want now? Money? A favor? Me to be his fucking therapist or some shit?

“…What do you want John? I have a lot of work to do here”.

“Well, when is your lunch break? Could we FaceTime for a bit?”.

Fuck, I thought to myself. I am not looking for a new friend or to be someone’s person to vent. That is what I needed at that time. But I said fuck it I’ll throw my headphones in and see what he has to say, why not.

“Give me twenty minutes, I’ll be heading out to my car”.

When I got to my car and dialed John’s number, I was still a little pissed that I was wasting my break talking to him, but also kind of-sort of excited about talking to him face to face. I still had thoughts of him pounding out Christie while I say “aw shucks, your wife couldn’t show up… im shit outta luck. I guess that means I’m watching”.

John quickly answered my FaceTime call, and was holding a blunt in one hand and his phone in the other.

Our FaceTime chat:
“Yo. How goes it bud?”
“Bud? Dude I’m five years younger than you”.

I felt as if he was trying to big me up, to belittle me by calling me “bud”.

John continued:
“Dude, you’re not the only one with girl problems now. My wife got invited to a cruise with her family, but it’s only with her aunts and female cousins. A girls trip. That leaves me here, alone…. Talking to you.

He sounded unenthused. I replied.

“John, you make me come out here on my break so you can tell me your wife is on vacation and you’re horny? And does a bear shit in the woods? What the fuck else is new?”

John got right to the point, and our communication took a drastic turn with his next response…


To be continued
 
“well that’s where you come in my man. Was wondering if you could do me a solid and send me some new pics of Christie, to you know, blow off some steam with”.

This mother fucker. I felt beneath him for some reason. I didn’t initially, but at this point, the man as sending me pics of his manhood and telling me it was for my girl. Although it was exciting in a way, I was now beneath him in my mind. I didn’t have an open line communication with his wife.

No sir. He always had as excuse as to why Jessica could never send me not even a clothed ass pic. She was a 29 year old Asian hair dresser and stylist… that was about all I knew of her.

I had kept all my pics of Christie that she had send me throughout our relationship. Ass pics with jeans, naked ass spread pics, her smoking a cigarette and masturbating, her getting fucked doggy by me. I had a little stash.

If I couldn’t have John come over and experience it for real, why not send him something to jack off to. It’ll shut him up and I can think about him shooting his big load on my gf’s pics.

“Here ya go John, have fun. I’ve had it with her, she’s all yours. I’m getting back to work”
I send him two pics along with this text. Christie’s bubble butt in tight jeans, with her red thong hanging over three inches above her pant line, and a pic of her down on her knees licking my balls with my cock across her face.

“Holy fuck dude, you didn’t tell me you were so huge. Smaller than me of course, but damn man, not too shabby”.
 
What happened next both shocked and excited on levels I had never come close to experiencing. I was about to open my car door to walk out head back to the office, when I get a FaceTime call, and wouldn’t you know, it’s mister horn dog guy on the line. I pick it up, short tempered and peeves and the words could barely leave my mouth..

“Dude! I just sent you two pics, I gotta go back to my offi-“… I couldn’t even finish my sentence. John didn’t say a word, didn’t speak at all, and camera was pointed at his crotch, next to a large tablet with my girl’s ass pic on full screen.

Within three seconds or less, his giant cock pops out of his fly zipper like a bat out of hell. His cock was only a few inches shy of the length of this tablet, and I knew that only because he was pressing his this huge thing up against the screen, rubbing it on the pixels that depicted my gf’s round, Irish white ass.

I still had one earbud in as I nervously staggered out of the car, almost tripping over my own feet as my heart raced out of my chest.

In a clumsy maneuver, I managed to almost drop my phone, but I saved it just in time… as I quickly grabbed it and reset my grip I accidentally pressed up on the side volume button.
Next thing I know, John’s voice is blasting it my right ear-

“Ahhh fuck. Ahhh yeah dude you’re fuckin girl was the SHIT, bro. You better fix that shit and get her back. That fuckin pawg ass. Fuckkk man, ahhhhh”.

I was speechless. I wanted to speak, but the words just did not come.

“Fuckin A man, you have no idea how good this feels.”

He continued to moan and grunt into the microphone, as I stood there frozen, watching his giant cock get beaten by his big man hands,

This went on for two more minutes, when I realized that it was now 2:37. I was seven minutes late for my meeting, and still in the parking lot! What the fuck! Looking at another man jerk off to my ex gf and grunt in my ear? I needed a reality check at the moment, and out of nowhere, a text from my boss comes through.

“meeting postponed till 4:30. Take an extra long break and be back here by 4:15”.

My dick was now as hard as John’s as I scurried by into my Range Rover and out the left earbud in now.

John was still going at it, when blurted out “what are you in a trance? LOL!!! Someone has watching ‘fuck my wife’ pornos, yeah?”.

I didn’t have a comeback to his jab. I simply sat there, staring at my screen and watching him spit on his dick and work up a steady rhythm with his jacking. The sound of him stroking intensified in my ears as I turn the volume one notch higher, maxing it out.

**fap fap fap fap fap fap fap**
His cock thudded loudly against his large iPad. I feared for that screens safety. His big cock was like a fucking baseball bat hitting this thing.

“Okay man, go on and get back to work, don’t get fired over a cock jacking off to your wife haha”.

I still could barely speak, but I managed to get one fragment out and mumble it into the mic on my headphones.

“Uhhh, meeting delayed… uhh two hours”.

John probably felt that he could convince me to do just about anything in this trance I was in, and he didn’t waste any time-

“Dude, get your ass over here and let’s cum on your ex’s ass pics haha.”

He showed me a freshly rolled large blunt he had tucked into the side of his ear. He was so casual, and friendly with his request, I just nervously blurted out “okay, where?”.

Now my heart was beating completely out of control, my hands were shaking and I could hardly even text him back. To this point, I am 100% straight, with nothing more than a slight fixation on big cocks in porn fucking hot broads with fake tits.

This was all happening to quickly, and now I am telling him I am going to jack off with him? Like, now?

My mind said slow down, go rub one out in the bathroom and block John… but my fingers just started moving across my keyboard, seemingly involuntarily now.

“I’m at the office buildings on such and such street, in a black Range Rover with tinted windows. Lot three, third row of parking spots”.

“See you in 5, John responded”
 
Now I’m in a full blown panic. Why the fuck did I tell this stranger where I work? What if he’s crazy? What if he tells my coworkers? My mind was racing and I was truly panicking, yet my cock was raging hard in my pants.

I was getting off on the nervous excitement of being totally “straight” my whole life, and now moments away from having a porn star look-alike jack off to my wife right in front of me. I couldn’t get past the thought out seeing another man cum in front of me. I cannot unsee that, I thought to myself, as the minutes ticked on.

still panicking, I peeled out of my spot, whipped around a row of cars, narrowing clipping them with the left side of my vehicle, and I darted for cover. This was a very large parking area, with parking for a several large buildings.

It’s not quite big enough to lose your car in and not be able to find it, but I was far enough back from where I had told John to meet me that he wouldn’t see me.

And there I sat, 50 rows back from where I saw a blue Lexus pull up and scan the area with his eyes… it was John! I was so far away that he could not notice me if he did not know I was there, and he didn’t notice me.

I slouched down in my seat and reclined it, rolling up my heavily tinted windows.

“Dude, I’m here. Not seeing a Range Rover. Am I in the right place?”

Fuck. Now I have to think of an excuse on the spot.

“Sorry Man, you got here so quickly! My boss told me to meet him for some last minute strategizing for our meeting. My bad it will have to be another time”.

“Ahhh fuck, that sucks, but I feel you man, money over hoes haha. Im gonna go paint your wife’s ass white with my cum lol”.

And with that, John turned around and exited the parking lot, and I was left in a pool of sweat with my heart just now staring to return to normal pace as the stress hormones finally calmed down.

I had bitched out. It just happened so quickly and I wasn’t ready. I wanted to go home and jack off to a picture of his cock, alongside a picture of my girl, and see if I could actually bust a nut and not regret it after.

If I could pass that test, I would arrange another meeting with John and his huge cock.
 
I was in a cock induced daze for the duration of that meeting, I was called on several times and froze up in front of my boss, looking like a complete fool.

I went as far as looking down at my phone during the meeting, scrolling through this man’s dozens and dozens of pics of his porn-worthy cock.

My dick was leaking the rest of the day, imagining the moment when John pulls out his dick for the first time in front of me.

This MF’er had already preoccupied me for far too long, made me look like a moron in front of potential clients and my boss… I was ready to just do it, or move on and forget it.

Now it’s 8pm, and it’s time for my test. I begin by scrolling through my usual latina milf ass porn pics, one by one, one fatter than the next.

I had actually created a locked folder with John’s pics, and within ten minutes, I was going back and forth between Spanish women with fake asses, and johns big white cock.

As the minutes went by, I was focusing less on the ass and more on his cock. Getting cold sweats at the thought of him actually showing it to me.

I jacked off to all 200 pics he had sent throughout the months, staying on the edge for over an hour. I almost came once or twice, and immediately opened the Latina ass when I thought I was over the edge.

My inner dialogue during this jerk session:
“Hhhnnghh!! Whoa, hold it. Do not cum. You will never be man enough to meet him if you do, and he will probably never stfu, or at least not till his wife gets home and he gets some action”.

“Okay, it’s settled. I will do it, but ONLY to shut John up. Not because I like his cock”, I thought, blatantly lying to myself.

By this time, I was ready to just get it over with. I picked up my phone and messaged John.

“Hey”

Within half a millisecond, this human fuck robot immediately responds.

“There he is! Mr big shot corporate guy is done with his big important meetings!”, John sarcastically prodded at me.

“Yeah… so I’ve been thinking… and…”

Ah fuck it, just tell him the truth. I had a moment of losing all of the fear and angst, and I just let loose with the keyboard.

“I really want to see your big cock jerk off to my wife in the back of your car… like.. now”

Without hesitation, just picked up his Keys and headed for his car.

“in my car now, is your driveway cool?”

Within ten minutes, there was a blue Lexus in my driveway, and a tap on the horn. He wanted to show off his cock. I readied as hot ass pics to scroll through, and I’m sure he has my gf ready on his tablet.
 
The time was now. No more being a coward. Here I was, a totally straight man just a couple of weeks ago, about to go see this hot guy show me his 9 inch cock up close.

As fearless as I was propping myself up to be, I shivered uncontrollably as I grabbed my phone and headed for the side door.

I sent John one final text before the big moment:
“Pull all the way down and off to the side, behind the RV”.

I pushed the creamy screen door open, and headed toward the back corner of my driveway, approaching his car.

John met me with a cocky grin on his face, let his window down about six inches, and said “get in and grab my cock”.

Okay, wow. He’s smart. He knows I’m scared so he wants to break the ice right away. I actually appreciated his forwardness with getting it over with.

Now he’s gonna boss me around and tell me to grab his dick right away… well, so be it. Someone had to take charge I suppose.

I felt like a 20 year old girl getting on the porno fuck bus. With his bald head, muscles, and light but rough stubble, he looked like he belonged on a porn set.

The moment my ass hit his passenger seat, he swiftly grabbed my left hand and put it on his cock, which was bulging right through his thin basketball shorts.

It was happening. Right now! I’m actually touching this guys dick in his car! I did not expect him to initiate physical contact, but my honest read was that he was so horny, he didn’t care whose hand was going up and down his gigantic shaft.

“Spit on your hand”, he firmly ordered me.

“Whaaatt”, I confusingly mumbled.

He then took my left hand, and released a huge glob of well hydrated saliva from his mouth, onto my hand, and placed my hand back on his dick.

“Move it up and down slowly buddy. Ahhh yeah. That’s it. You like my cock bud?”

“Umm.. yeah kinda”,I said as I turned redder than a tomato

He the told me to open his glove compartment and take of the brown folder, and I obediently obliged.

“Okay sir”

“Sir? You wanna be my little cock slut or something? Thought you were straight bud! Ah, we gotta a little slut on our hands, do we?”

i couldn’t believe it, so I just blushed again and nodded my head yes.

He paused his jerking to open the folder, and lo and behold, a high quality copy of my gf’s ass was printed on glossy printer paper, along with several pics of random hot pornstars fucking hung guys.

“Here we go Christie, you’re finally getting it!”

He then told me to jack him faster as he moaned and spoke as if she was present in the car with us.

“Fuck yes Christie pop that ass out girl. Your boyfriend here has a new hobby, check it out!”

He then looked back at me and non verbally told me to jack him faster. So faster I did.

His balls were so big and full that they slapped the bottom my hand hard as I jerked him.

“Fuck yeah buddy, stroke my cock, don’t stop, ahhh fuck that feels great”

I could feel him holding back his cum, he was not ready to finish yet.
 
“Did Christie lick your balls? That’s pretty much a requirement for me with chicks”

“Yes she did, we’ll sometimes..”

“So, never?” John joke.

“Occasionally”.

“I fuckin love it dude it feels incredible. Bro, you already got your hand on a guys cock haha. Why don’t you smell my balls real quick”, he said with a big smile.

I lowered my face down in front of his steering wheel and went in for a whiff. As my nose and chin came within a few inches of his sack, the cocky fuck lunges his hips forward and smacks me across the face with his nut sack.

“Dude! Come on!”, I tried to act pissed, but it was so hot. His balls smelled great and I just gave up my tough guy act and ran my tongue from the bottom of his sack, up to about halfway up his dong, in an up and down motion.

“Go ahead bud, try to fit one of exotic fruits in your mouth. I dare ya.”

I attempted to suck his right nut, but it was so huge that I barely could. It was a struggle.

“Try two now”, he said calmly.

I reached over and grabbed his left nut, and did my best to wedge them both in my mouth. The result was a clearly inexperienced dick sucker, who’s jaw is literally stretched to the max with the guys balls who was going to be my gf’s new fuck buddy most likely.

He looked down on my, and just laughed in my face.

“Hahahaha! Don’t worry buddy, nobody sees this but me. Now suck my balls!”
 
“Did Christie lick your balls? That’s pretty much a requirement for me with chicks”

“Yes she did, we’ll sometimes..”

“So, never?” John joke.

“Occasionally”.

“I fuckin love it dude it feels incredible. Bro, you already got your hand on a guys cock haha. Why don’t you smell my balls real quick”, he said with a big smile.

I lowered my face down in front of his steering wheel and went in for a whiff. As my nose and chin came within a few inches of his sack, the cocky fuck lunges his hips forward and smacks me across the face with his nut sack.

“Dude! Come on!”, I tried to act pissed, but it was so hot. His balls smelled great and I just gave up my tough guy act and ran my tongue from the bottom of his sack, up to about halfway up his dong, in an up and down motion.

“Go ahead bud, try to fit one of exotic fruits in your mouth. I dare ya.”

I attempted to suck his right nut, but it was so huge that I barely could. It was a struggle.

“Try two now”, he said calmly.

I reached over and grabbed his left nut, and did my best to wedge them both in my mouth. The result was a clearly inexperienced dick sucker, who’s jaw is literally stretched to the max with the guys balls who was going to be my gf’s new fuck buddy most likely.

He looked down on my, and just laughed in my face.

“Hahahaha! Don’t worry buddy, nobody sees this but me. Now suck my balls!”
Hotttttt
 
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*gasp*
He pulled his balls out of my mouth and I caught my breath. I was determined to get both of this fucker’s nuts in my mouth. Fuck it, I’m already here jacking off this man’s big penis and basically being his bitch… why hold back now?

“You were damn close there. Fuckkk that felt incredible. Down to give it another go?”, John exclaimed with stoic masculine dominance, yet an obvious tone of excitement in his voice.

It was like he read my mind. His balls were now resting on the left side of my face, with the right side squished up against the drivers seat.

“you know what bud, this would be a lot easier inside”.

He pulled up his pants, and looked me in the eyes for about three seconds straight. With a look like bitch you are about to suck my cock and balls like you’re trying out for a pornstar gig, up against fifty other hungry wannabe stars.

My garage was open, and we both exited his car and headed toward the garage. As soon as we got into the garage and out of the view of my neighbors house, he clicked the garage door button shut, and not half a second later, John had swept me up into his arms and thrown me over his shoulder. Holy. Fucking. Shit. What is happening here?

It’s like he was taking what belonged to him without even a second of thought. He was in get his dick sucked mode, and I was going to be his bitch. These were to be our unspoken roles for the next hour or however long John could last.

He tossed me down on the couch, grabbed a pillow and tossed it on the floor, and said “get over here, get down on your knees”.

“Ummmm..” I was hesitating because while I did suck his balls moments ago, I have never actually been on my knees for any man.

“Come on, let’s try again”

I made my way over to john, his fully erect cock now clearly jutting out of his loose shorts and looking to escape again.

*boooinggg*

His dick whipped out in a motion similar to a loaded spring, and there it was right in front of me- so rock hard it could probably hit a baseball hundreds of feet.

“Why are you nervous all the sudden? It’s just a cock that’s bigger than yours, don’t be intimated…. It’s bigger than 99% of them!”, John said as he chuckled.

I began licking his balls like a lollipop while jacking his ginormous schlong… one ball in, second ball was still a struggle. John coached me and encouraged me.

“You’re almost there man, suck… suck.. suck!!! I don’t want to break your jaw haha, but your literally just about there.. open wide.”

Like a large bicycle trying to be put into the back of small car, we finally found a way to fit it. His left nut made an audible “plop” sound as it finally got in my mouth next to the right one.

Thank goodness my nose was not clogged, because he was loving every second of this and wanted it to continue.

“Ahhh, that’s it. See? Practice makes perfect. Fuck this feels great, ahhh yes”.

I looked up at John but he was looking up at the ceiling with his eyes closed, pressing the back of my head into his balls.
 
Fuck yeah, when you're sucking a guy's dick that's how it's supposed to be. It's about him, not you and you do what he says until he's done, and his load is in your belly. Take damn good care of him. If he gives you something in return fine, if he gives you nothing that's even better. If you have sex with him, it's your place to please him, so do it.
 
*gasp*
He pulled his balls out of my mouth and I caught my breath. I was determined to get both of this fucker’s nuts in my mouth. Fuck it, I’m already here jacking off this man’s big penis and basically being his bitch… why hold back now?

“You were damn close there. Fuckkk that felt incredible. Down to give it another go?”, John exclaimed with stoic masculine dominance, yet an obvious tone of excitement in his voice.

It was like he read my mind. His balls were now resting on the left side of my face, with the right side squished up against the drivers seat.

“you know what bud, this would be a lot easier inside”.

He pulled up his pants, and looked me in the eyes for about three seconds straight. With a look like bitch you are about to suck my cock and balls like you’re trying out for a pornstar gig, up against fifty other hungry wannabe stars.

My garage was open, and we both exited his car and headed toward the garage. As soon as we got into the garage and out of the view of my neighbors house, he clicked the garage door button shut, and not half a second later, John had swept me up into his arms and thrown me over his shoulder. Holy. Fucking. Shit. What is happening here?

It’s like he was taking what belonged to him without even a second of thought. He was in get his dick sucked mode, and I was going to be his bitch. These were to be our unspoken roles for the next hour or however long John could last.

He tossed me down on the couch, grabbed a pillow and tossed it on the floor, and said “get over here, get down on your knees”.

“Ummmm..” I was hesitating because while I did suck his balls moments ago, I have never actually been on my knees for any man.

“Come on, let’s try again”

I made my way over to john, his fully erect cock now clearly jutting out of his loose shorts and looking to escape again.

*boooinggg*

His dick whipped out in a motion similar to a loaded spring, and there it was right in front of me- so rock hard it could probably hit a baseball hundreds of feet.

“Why are you nervous all the sudden? It’s just a cock that’s bigger than yours, don’t be intimated…. It’s bigger than 99% of them!”, John said as he chuckled.

I began licking his balls like a lollipop while jacking his ginormous schlong… one ball in, second ball was still a struggle. John coached me and encouraged me.

“You’re almost there man, suck… suck.. suck!!! I don’t want to break your jaw haha, but your literally just about there.. open wide.”

Like a large bicycle trying to be put into the back of small car, we finally found a way to fit it. His left nut made an audible “plop” sound as it finally got in my mouth next to the right one.

Thank goodness my nose was not clogged, because he was loving every second of this and wanted it to continue.

“Ahhh, that’s it. See? Practice makes perfect. Fuck this feels great, ahhh yes”.

I looked up at John but he was looking up at the ceiling with his eyes closed, pressing the back of my head into his balls.
What happens next?