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He left her unconscious upon the floor. Retreating to his shower, to clear off their combined filth. She remained motionless for many hours. Sleeping it off deep into the night. Only to moan upon awakening, feeling the abuse her body had undergone. She didn’t move, she moaned, then fell into another deep sleep.

As the morning light began filtering into the room, she laid there, helpless, as the little man came off his bed, and walked over her completely naked. His mammoth soft cock bouncing from side to side.

He didn’t say ‘Good morning!’, nor ask, ‘How are you?’ he stood over her, as his gargantuan organ sprang into action, inflating towards her pained and anguished awakening face. The dreamlike vision, of his massive tool, as it surged forth, distending further and further, the thickness greater with each second, as it twisted lower and lower, he spoke but a single word …

“Again.”

John Stephens would witness the start to Jimmy’s day in this manner, as his daughter dutifully tended to the mammoth flesh cannon. She didn’t protest, nor hesitate. She did as his single word commanded. It took over a half hour, as the huge organ ultimately laid its load upon her filthy face, and upper body, as her skinny arms worked the tortured tool towards a size best left for horses.

Her skinny arms tugged it to a glorious full hardness. Jimmy didn’t need to move, he simply stood over her quaking body, as her king, allowed her the honor of partaking his mammoth flesh cannon. Insanely gargantuan, as it drifted, and swayed over her. Unnatural, evil, as the little shit brandished it over her as if engaged in some sinister torture, but she loved it, spoke to it, enjoyed the hulking organ to the utmost, until it ultimately reached its pinnacle, and left her drenched in his foamy, massive load, Jimmy, a man of few words, merely said …

“Good girl.” As she finished her task. She stunk of him from yesterday, was still sticky and smelly, and now this morning, was left with a drenching load from the insanely massive prick. It flowed from her mouth, she coughed, she had to turn her head, as the sickly huge load came close to choking her, yet she licked her fingers, and gathered it all in, as he walked off, oblivious to everything else. Her ‘breakfast’ streamed down her cheeks, as Jimmy, his behavior detestable, as he dismissively, rudely, walked away.

Jimmy made his way to the kitchen, to have a bowl of cereal. His ‘used’ prick dripped upon the floor grossly as he leisurely consumed his cereal like a child might do from a high chair. It’s image grotesque, as a torqued-up Jimmy’s tool stayed incredibly gargantuan, blood, and fluids continually pumping into the hellish organ, as it bounced underneath his small, but muscled frame.

In the other room, Courtney tried to arise, but instantly pausing. The initial pains she felt, were only beginning, as she understood the tremendous pounding, and stretching that had taken place. Her internal organs were bruised, her pussy was painfully stretched. When she did begin to cloth herself, it felt like she had been in the ring. She stumbled, she could hear someone in the kitchen, and when she staggered in, supporting herself upon the wall, she could see the means of her destruction.

Chilling, her spine tingled, she didn’t remember it that way, as Jimmy let himself down from the chair. It hung menacingly, swaying, horrifically aroused, Jimmy loved it like this, as his monster easily passed nineteen horrifically fat inches. Unlike before, when she existed in a fog, she could clearly see it now, its size never greater. Riddled with fat distended veins, it had left a sickly huge puddle underneath where he once sat, and now, as it bounced in need, it still leaked, grossly gargantuan …

“I … I … I can’t. Not again. Please … don’t ask me to.” She pleaded, as Jimmy smiled wickedly, for he knew she would succumb to him if he so desired, it was written in her pained face. She couldn’t hide it, her nipples strained, her eyes longed for it, for him, as he waved her away with his hand. She left, but she didn’t want to. For her continued health, she had to go. He would’ve ripped her open, and she would’ve loved every moment of it.

Rosa texted, and waited, then texted again. It was torture, waiting for Jimmy to reply. She couldn’t begin to leave for the guest house without his say so. She would have quite the mess to clean upon arrival. Jimmy was in the ‘mood’, and Rosa was just the cure he was looking, and longing for.

Neither Courtney, nor any of his victims realized what was actually happening. His hold over them was something more sinister than size, it was something I realized on my own, as my journey to becoming a muscled, massively endowed stud began. Jimmy’s great uncle not only caught the huge dick genie in a bottle, he unleashed, most likely by accident, or pure luck, something even more valuable.

Somehow, during their development of the formula. They captured the very essence of attraction, and insidious control. And while it didn’t infect all those who came in contact with it. Ultimately, it decided whether you could resist the pull of his massive phallus, or be drawn into an insidious obsession. Which left Jimmy, a rather smallish, nineteen-year-old stud, in control of your very mind, body and soul.

Johnathan, blissfully unaware, awoke that morning, and noticed the text from his daughter. He paused, considering the worst of what might come of this. He knew his daughter; how confrontational she could be. But not this, not Jimmy, not now, not ever. He tried texting and calling, but Courtney was in pain, soaking in the tub, finding it impossible to keep reliving the prior days events, and the heart pounding awakening of this very morning, when Jimmy stood over her with his huge tool, as it grew towards her bleary ‘morning’ eyes.

Johnathan went to his iPad, he went to the recordings of the prior night in the guest house, his eyes partook of the heart stopping moment his daughter confronted the massively endowed monster under his employ. Understandably, Johnathan fell into the greatest rage of his life. Once seemingly tranquil, contained, and caged. Jimmy was thought to be ‘under control’, that all changed when John Stephen’s went to the scaring, horrific video.

He had it in mind to rip the kid apart with his bare hands. He could’ve had his crew dismantle the teen stud while he watched, but he wanted the pleasure of shit kicking Jimmy all to himself. He might have, but like daughter, like father. For his only prior interaction with Jimmy when aroused, in person, was from the safety of the deck outside, where the prevailing winds drove the ‘musk’, or ‘essence’ Jimmy exuded, away from him. The true draw, or pull of Jimmy, his infection, was still an unknown, though, it would soon become painfully understood.

John Stephen’s, billionaire, is about to return home to lay his wrath upon ‘little’ Jimmy, but the tables will be turned in an instant, as Johnathan Stephens is about to see his world turned upside down. For it would be he, whom would soon grovel at the knees of his ‘new’ hire. Delusional, that he can avoid what his illegal videos have shown again and again. He’s clueless enough not to see it … though he soon would, Jimmy’s judgement come forth right soon, and with it, hellish fury.

That first night with Courtney, as Jimmy left her ravaged, dominated, and abused form asleep on his floor. Secretly spying from above, Sarah, laid down her binoculars, purchased precisely for events like these, and kept in secret within her room. Completely exhausted, her many orgasms dripped between her still trembling thighs. The only sound, her deep breaths, her heart pounding, as she continued to look outside towards the guest house.

She muttered under her breath, fully realizing, and with terrifying understanding that what just transpired, was impossible. Courtney wouldn’t, nor couldn’t be made to submit like that, not to anyone, let alone that little shit. Yet she did, repeatedly, willfully, lovingly … “God help us.” Said Sarah to herself, spine tingling, still awash with emotion, she was right, nothing could stop this ‘little man’ … nothing at all.

 

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BRAVO, Checkin....this story had me dripping wet! I just love Jimmy's power and big dick confidence, he is such a huge turn on....
MORE PLEASE...

 

[dick12262]

Love it when an Alpha succumbs to a supposed inferior. Jimmy is a hero

 

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Loving the concept of his dong growing a little every time he dominates. Then all the holes he ravages get stretched so much that they're sloppy and loose for everyone else that comes after.

If there's anything I'd like to see would be some more descriptions of their thickness.

 

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And if there was someone he couldn't bottom out and he could have a challenge.

 

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A Spiders Patience

Jimmy had crossed the line, but there was one problem, when aroused, not a single soul could resist him. To be sure, there could be an occasional exception, but after what happened with Courtney, could this unseen element, his ‘infection’ be useless against Johnathan? Chances were slim and none, and I believe ‘none’, has left the building.

I remember it all too well when I was with him. How quickly ‘it’ brought me to my knees, and I’m straight, well, at least I was. And now, I see it firsthand, as others fold meekly upon my reveal. It didn’t happen unless I was aroused, and if indoors? It was instantaneous … game over.

Johnathan arrived at his mansion near 8PM. Roughly 48 hours ago, Jimmy had taken John’s only daughter, and in these passing 48 hours, he abused, and used her until she could take no more, yet she begged, and pleaded with him to continue. While most would view it as abusive, good luck proving it in court. Johnathan’s daughter called out to him, wanted it, no matter how much it hurt, for the ‘hurt’ Jimmy provided, was sinfully delicious. Jimmy possessed Courtney, just as he had so many others.

Jimmy ensured that Rosa was safely away on this night. This would be a one-on-one confrontation, the outcome would be bitter, the winner, never in doubt, this fight had long been decided.

Johnathan hadn’t struck a man in some years. It would be his pleasure to beat the little shit into submission, send him packing, a return to the natural order of things. He approached the guest house with evil intent, curious as to why it was dark. Jimmy was home, no doubt about it, his only other place of refuge would be with Rosa. Security would’ve recorded his exit if he left the ranch. Johnathan thought he saw movement within the house, he was sure of it.

Jimmy knew what was coming. He had been walking through the home completely naked, his cock near fully aroused, allowing his ‘scent’ to permeate the entire house. Rosa, safely at her home, aware of what was coming, the fury of storm about to be unleashed. As always, his door was unlocked as Johnathan entered, calling out to Jimmy in a most challenging manner …

“Jimmy … front and center … right fucking now!” Said Johnathan, in the throes of anger, his hands already clenched, revenge will be his, swift, and cold, but even now, in the moonlit darkness, as a surreal, faint blue light encased the room, leaching in from outside, he felt a weakness in his knees, it was becoming more palpable, then, as he looked to his left, buried within the couch, was Jimmy, as his arm rose to turn on the nearby lamp. His massive flesh cannon already well past a foot, tantalizingly hanging over the edge of the couch, as Jimmy took the heavy fucking thing in both his hands, and slowly beat the gargantuan hardening tool, making it grow and grow.

“You little shit … I’m going to … I will …” Johnathan’s voice trailing off, for Jimmy’s prior walking around, and filling the home with his ‘musk’, his ‘scent’, had already begun to infiltrate Johnathan’s senses, and began to take near immediate effect. Johnathan, just as all the others, fell quickly into a sickening state of submission, helplessness, and with a building, sickening willingness, to be led around like a dog.

Jimmy didn’t even bother reply. He merely sat back, slowly beating the fucking horse prick past seventeen solid inches. Before standing, he further excited the organ, making it swell, it’s length and thickness continuing to increase. Slowly he stood, allowing the mammoth organ to fall and cascade between his muscled thighs. His abs cut, his arms layered with muscle, courtesy of JT’s grueling workout regimen, his gargantuan prick was calling out to Johnathan. Jimmy, was having a very good day. A very good day. Say hello, to the new boss.

Johnathan didn’t understand where it went. His anger was suddenly subdued, erased, completely abated, all he could feel, or lust for, was still enlarging, growing ever closer to the floor. He simply couldn’t react, nor do anything, but admire, and lust, after the fantastically massive specimen. He was already fully erect, having to adjust his puny cock, doubtless in quickly building shock, and dismay at his behavior, as the herculean tool silently beckoned him. He’s supposed to be beating this fucking little shit into the very ground, yet, he stood passively, a lamb to the slaughter …

Jimmy stood with arms crossed, as his ultimate flesh weapon passed eighteen solid fat inches. Twisting and churning towards the size Johnathan remembered. How unsettling it was, how much longer and thicker it appeared. Its size was lessened before by being outdoors, but now, being inside, it appeared freakishly bigger. Johnathan, suddenly had a new frame of reference, and its size went beyond daunting. Confined within these walls, seeing it real life for the second time, it struck him harder than even his first time. He understood, but it was far too late to control, nor stop what was happening.

This time, it is infinitely more confusing, more terrifying, as he saw this man walk towards the much smaller man, and kneel at his feet, as this strange man took the gargantuan flexing organ into his hands, and brings it to his mouth.

Johnathan Stephens, is having his first ever, out of body experience. He stood over them both, as his ‘other’ self, began to slave over the massive, supremely enticing, erecting organ. His rough hands, brought forth ever more inflating meat. The thickness mindboggling, the weight, the entire apparatus, completely enthralling, emasculating, his other self, weakly succumbing to the clearly dominate male.

His mouth couldn’t begin to properly accept the thick organ inside, so he did the next best thing, and tended to the monstrous head and shaft with his tongue, lathering the hideously oversized thing in his spit. He had plenty to work with, he drooled uncontrollably over the gargantuan thing, he had never done this before, as this little man led him into uncharted territory. Whispering his instructions, as Johnathan’s journey placed him at the very feet, of the one he vowed destroy, but instead, he silently honors his tormentor, and his beyond mammoth erecting prick.

Jimmy continued to coax and instruct Johnathan, so he could properly administer to his ‘new master’, as Jimmy, took full command, and placed Johnathan Stephen’s, his once prideful master … in his rightful place, subservient, and accepting this new role, with no protestation, nor hesitation. In less than a minute, complete ownership and dominance, Johnathan’s new boss, would show little mercy, his infection runs deeper than you can resist. You’re his now, and you fucking know it, nor do you care, for all you do care about, is getting harder, bigger, clearly exceeding your already lofty expectations, and is quickly becoming everything, you’ve always lusted, and dared desire.

His other self, watched from above, as he slaved over the little man’s mammoth hot prick. As much as he tried to deny it, he liked it, the more he worked it, the more he loved it, his passion for the gargantuan organ growing with each fantastic, glowing minute. As the insanely large, and beautiful organ added ever more hot, supremely masculine meat, his heart beat faster, as more volume were added.

The head enormous, the piss slit was monstrous, his hands stroked an impossible full distance. More incredible, was the slick invisible hold that enveloped him, consumed him, as he looked up with longing eyes, as the muscled little man guided him on his first journey into worshipping the now gargantuan tool. As the fucking thing finally settled in to a completely disturbing, hellish, harsh hardness.

 

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Minutes, loving, sedating, sensual, supremely satisfying, endless, long minutes of tending to the massive prick, as he soiled and wetted each fat inch, until Jimmy’s balls were dripping, flexing, the entire organ lathered in spit, as the veins bugled, and the sickly oversized thing reached out further, thicker, and harder. Unholy huge, and increasingly hard, and harder, until it soared towards a fullness, and completely gargantuan stage, that signaled its ultimate release.

He feared this. He knew, from the very first time. It scared him so much, he purposely didn’t partake in any of Jimmy’s encounters. This is exactly why he found satisfaction from watching Jimmy rip apart his conquests from afar. He got it now, as the massive prick further separated his hands, he finally understood, as the huge head began to frighteningly flare, he could suddenly see his daughter under this enormous organ, he could see Rosa being ripped into a complete sexual frenzy. He had seen Ashley, JT and countless others kneel, honor and obey this little man, as his disturbingly monstrous organ silently ruled his many victims.

He had seen it all … and now, he was living it, as he stared down the frightening length of the surging hellish beast dick, as it began to blech an incredible amount of cream over his startled, overcome face and body. He came in his pants yet again, as the mammoth prick was milked and prodded by his own hands, as Jimmy smugly smiled from above, as his frothy load leaked from Johnathan’s open mouth, and streamed down his body towards the floor.

Blast after salty blast spewed from the incredibly hard, fat, long, beast dick. When it finally settled its score, it still pulsed, flexed and surged. Johnathan continued to hold it, completely awestruck at what he had done, wondering how the hell it all came to this. His shock was layered, and sinfully deep. The depth couldn’t be measured, and now, this confusion … ‘What did he just say? Not that … it can’t be that?!?!!!’ He mused he was mistaken, but he heard Jimmy clearly … he simply didn’t, nor could believe it.

“That’s right … come in here Heather, and let’s show your sugar daddy, how it’s done. Come on baby, let’s have some fun.” Said Jimmy, as Heather leaned in and kissed her horrifically endowed stud, as Jimmy’s ‘good day’ continued unabated, as Jimmy took Johnathan’s ‘other’ woman for a ‘ride’, right in front of him.

Heather deserves description, as if many of you don’t know her already, she is known worldwide, a bikini/swimwear model, who is wealthy in her own right, and she is, or maybe more appropriately ‘was’, Johnathan Stephen’s other woman, his, not so secret ‘girlfriend’. She was about to be taken for a ‘ride’ … right in front of him, and the Olympian apparatus she would be enjoying, and riding, was the surging, roughly nineteen inches of fat cock, that recently left you in a sick puddle of its filth. Mr. Stephen’s? Where’s your spine? What kind of man watches pliantly, while his woman is taken in front of him? He is called a cuckhold, and at this moment, you embody its definition to a ‘T’.

Johnathan fell back, and sat upon his legs covered in cum, and not a little, but a huge, dominate, drenching load, his clothes, ruined, the sickly huge load still drained to the floor, slowly leaking, puddling. All he could see was this mountain of a dick, swollen, oversized, gargantuan, hellish inches of fat solid spoiled prick, that he had just brought off in a cum shower over his body, as it dangled and swayed under this short little snot, whom was about to take his other woman on the ride of her life.

‘No … not Heather … not here … not ever … how? When? When did this happen?’ Thought Johnathan, thoroughly confused, as he readily, and correctly surmised this wasn’t their first time together. Jimmy tapped Heather weeks ago, off the ranch, in complete secrecy, and had been enslaving her in his own special way, taking her in every fucking position, spoiling her on his massive member. Jimmy ‘soiled’ her, ruined her, and she, like all the others, wanted nothing but the massively endowed little monster for all her own, but like all the others, she understood, as they all did, that you must share, it is better to have a piece of heaven, than none at all.

She didn’t care if Johnathan saw her with Jimmy, taking on his oversized plowshare, for Jimmy was about to deliver his message. Just like JT, just like me, just like all the rest. Neither money, good looks, nor assumed power, held any leverage, nor sway here. Jimmy owned, controlled, and ruled by his massive prick, and the infection that oozed from his pores. It was only now, that Johnathan understood the full enormity of what he had brought into his house, and it was all too frightfully late. Jimmy was simply dotting the ‘I’s’ and crossing the ‘T’s. Setting into stone, a sick sexual contract, and that he would be calling the shots from now on.

It looked fantastic in her capable hands, and never bigger, as her slim fingers stroked the gargantuan organ towards the awe inspiring size he had been earlier. How easy it was, how effortlessly the huge prick soon strained skyward, as Heather lovingly tended to Jimmy’s erecting tool. He lived for these turnkey moments, when roles permanently reversed. John knew it, he understood, all to late, futile, he offered no resistance, he had none to give, as Jimmy’s head went back, as Heather rubbed his mammoth hot prick along her taunt, fit, upper body.

Johnathan couldn’t begin to compete with that, the thickness and length were astounding, nor how she reacted … she is cumming, she fucking came from merely holding the fucking thing, and rubbing its heft upon her slim tanned skin. She was moaning, creaming herself, as Jimmy’s head came back down to stare down Johnathan. Masterfully, he prodded the massive prick up, and along Heather’s convulsing body.

Johnathan never did that to her … not even fucking close, not even the smallest of a fraction, as Jimmy laid her off to the side, then propped her up with some cushions, so Johnathan could better witness the insertion of the mammoth prick.

He wanted to protest, to stop this whole affair, but he found himself helpless, completely powerless, as if this nightmare were happening to someone else, as Jimmy lined up his grossly huge dick, prodding it over her body. He could see how thoroughly wet Heather had become, damn near dripping, as Jimmy laid his gargantuan tool over her pussy, and slowly pushing it over her body, covering her entire torso.

The dramatic effect wasn’t lost on Johnathan, his eyes bulged, as the heavy dick lay over her, as she came a second time, both her hands rubbing the fat shaft down upon her convulsing body. Jimmy smugly stared down Johnathan, ensuring Johnathan saw his next move, as he slowly pulled back the grossly huge prick, allowing the fucking thing to fall, its weight so great, it pulled Jimmy’s body, his tree limb swung, and then dangled menacingly in front of Johnathan, so he could better see how horrifically close the fully distended organ could hang towards the floor.

The head and shaft appeared bigger than ever, more so, since Jimmy’s arousal level was off the charts. He was living his moment, his diet and conditioning left him remarkably capable, and he was showcasing every last fat inch of his mammoth tempting dick. A visual beatdown of epic proportions. Just a few feet from Johnathan, lay the instrument of his personal destruction, as Jimmy willed his mammoth cock to its utmost.

Jimmy teasingly bent his knees, allowing the huge leaking head to touch the floor. All the while watching Johnathan’s stunned responses, as Jimmy gathered his mighty hammer, lined up his weapon of mass destruction, then slowly prodded the insanely aroused organ over her trim, convulsing body, inserted his flesh cannon into Heathers on the verge body appeared impossible, no woman, no matter her size, had the capacity to accept the hellish organ at it was at this moment.

Nothing quite like the orgasm of a hardbody swimsuit model, as she promptly came mightily upon the insertion of the humongous organ. Like all the others, the lips of her pussy folded inward under the pressure of the insidiously huge penetrator. Inch after fat inch. He eclipsed Johnathan’s meager little dick with just the head and a couple of inches of ever-increasing thickness. Each added inch, thicker than the last, until she accommodated roughly 8 inches of the mammoth organ.

She didn’t simply cum, she was cumming harder and harder with each passing moment. He was pushing her farther and farther up an orgasmic ladder that had no ceiling. Johnathan died a slow death, as Jimmy’s mammoth prick tore into Heather, and tore Johnathan from the woman, that was once his exclusive provenance, his sexual dream girl.

Jimmy took her, or more aptly, tore her from any man’s ability to pleasure. Any fool could see her reactions underneath the torturous power Jimmy exuded over her. Fuck that, it’s impossible to surpass what she’s going through, as if heaven split open, and laid its grace upon the seemingly fragile female form, that is currently experiencing an unheard of, mind ripping nirvana, supplied by a fantastically aroused male, whose mammoth prick, and more importantly, his ‘infection’, that leaves no doubt about his overwhelming superiority and enduring masculinity. Some things in life aren’t fair, the scales have tipped in Jimmy’s favor every time he exposing his fantastic gargantuan organ. This is a game, he never loses.

 

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Johnathan has no answer for this, as his building helplessness hits with full unyielding fury. Heather isn’t his anymore, she clearly doesn’t need him. This little shit has taken her, just as he took Johnathan’s daughter, just as he takes them all. There is no stopping what he’s doing to her. The point of no return was reached the very moment your men went to his home those many months ago, and reported the seemingly impossible dimensions he could attain … you see this now … but it’s too late … this game is over.

Your heart breaks as she cums, as he withdraws the massive twisting organ, and slaps it against your startled unfeeling face. He bitch slaps you with his gargantuan organ, and all you can do is cry inside, as he picks up the mammoth prick with both hands, and proceeds to rip into her again and again. She doesn’t protest, she loves every second, moment, and insidious fat inch of the mammoth, swollen organ.

You saw her pussy gaping, disbelieving she took even a portion of the mammoth thing. What’s outside her reach is flexing with each insertion, and is more than what’s currently buried within her. Her juices drip from under their union, and travel down the fat intruder, her orgasms, her entire essence is being taken, absorbed by this little man, whose mammoth cock continues to torment, and unleash deep feelings of enormous, mind-numbing inadequacy. You suddenly wish you could be her, feel what she is feeling, as the cocksman delivers his message with each driving thrust of the gargantuan organ.

“Watch her cum John. Look at her body, she’s experiencing a real man, with a fucking huge dick, and there’s nothing you can do to top this, or stop it. I fucking own her, and I own you. You helpless little fuck. Watch closely, as my huge dick gets bigger, with each passing minute until I cum.” Said Jimmy, explaining the obvious. Up close, the vision before Johnathan was indeed growing, most startling, was the girth, as his already gargantuan prick, soared towards a fullness that stunned the senses.

Johnathan was helpless. This thing you see, is plowing deeper into your woman, her orgasms trounce what little pleasure you once gave her, and you wonder, if during your prior interactions, that she wasn’t acting out to sooth your sexual inadequacy’s. Tortuous truth is unveiled, as you watch the glistening, dripping monster drive deep and hard into the one perfect body you could once call your own personal heaven.

You are, at the precipice of complete emasculation, and sexual destruction, as his seed is laid within ‘your woman’ as he takes from you, all that you once had. The fat prick is flexing, never longer nor thicker than it is right now, as his load is pulled sickly back with each withdrawal and entry of the gargantuan organ.

‘You’ brought this here, as you shake your head, at how pathetic you are, as you stroke your little dick in front of him. Unconsciously honoring him, addicted to him, to his gargantuan fat prick, as he rails your girl until she can take no more. Unexpected, but always feared, you dreamt this nightmare could happen, but dismissed it … not me … this can’t be happening to me, not from this little shit. But it’s this little shit that wields unspeakable, unseen power, and you are helpless in his presence, as he continues his sexual, and mental dominance unabated.

So caught up in this hellish moment, you never realized, nor felt, the approach of another. It is your very own daughter, completely naked, Courtney is already soaking wet, the anticipation of being with Jimmy, with ‘it’, has her in a trance, her nipples straining, she too, like Heather, has been with the beast, the very reason you came here tonight, to beat some respect into this little shit, is completely out the window, as this ‘little shit’, takes from you, all you love.

As your daughter approaches, you are frozen, she shows no remorse, nor concern for what she is about to do, and will do, right in front of you. She acts as if you are not there, as she kneels before the grossly hung stud, who moves in closer to her, and offers his soggy, cum soaked, ultimate weapon, and slowly prods his gargantuan hammer along her upper body, as she obediently kneels at his feet, her head instantly drives in to lick his massive balls, as her little hands pull down upon the furiously erect organ. That he came, just a few minutes ago has zero effect, the damn thing remains ungodly huge, more than ready to continue its domination of the situation you find yourself in.

He places the mammoth organ over her shoulder as she tends to his flexing, soggy balls. It hangs incredibly far down her back as he moves her body slightly, so you can better see her work over his mammoth sacks.

You bare unspeakable witness to her attention to the heavy, huge balls, and his fully aroused organ, which continues to leak precum onto her lower back and buttocks. Its size undiminished, that he recently finished servicing, and stretching your ‘girlfriend’ with its daunting birth girth, should leave it in some stage of retreat, but it remains resoundingly massive and unforgiving. He leans in to swap spit with your daughter as the monumental organ falls off her shoulder, continuing to swing and sway underneath his little muscled body.

Your eyes never leave the fucking thing, its dimensions are completely impossible, your mind, still coming to terms with all that he is doing. As your only daughter is laid into position upon the couch, so he can insert his monstrous organ inside your ‘baby’s’ more than willing, able, and trembling body.

She, like Heather, is incredibly accustomed to him, impossible, due the hellish dimensions of the fucking thing. But she accepts the daunting monster without hesitation, nor a single glitch. The insertion painful, but only to you, for she had adjusted quickly to the mammoth proportions only Jimmy could offer. She is quickly cumming, their union is leaking upon the floor as she comes again and again. Her pussy is stretched, and expanded, it ‘folds’ in with each incredible penetration, and folds outward as he withdraws.

Her entire body shivers and shakes, as his insanely huge organ holds fast during her orgasm, so she may more fully enjoy it. This is your daughter, the infection so strong, you do nothing, disgusted with yourself, since you love, and treasure every moment you see the gargantuan organ in use. No matter whom is under its horrific spell. Even if its your own daughter, you simply have no will to stop him, nor hinder him in the least, your focus, is the mammoth glistening prick, never bigger, never better.

He does this again and again. You watch helplessly, as Heather moans, taking in the surreal scene of Courtney’s body twisting, and churning over the insertion of such a fat succulent, horrifically huge organ. Johnathan is helpless, watching Jimmy penetrate his daughter in an endless, skull fucking loop of pain and pleasure. Your ‘little girl’ is laid waste, as the fat prick brings from her pleasures that you had no ability to match, or could dare hope to achieve with any woman.

The beast you brought into your castle is making it difficult, if not impossible to remove him. You are infected, and though he takes from you all you love, he still entices, and brings forth deep, repressed lusting for a cock so huge, you have no control as you cum once more in honor of his mammoth organ.

He mind fucks you, and roughly takes your daughter, as she partakes of the massive glistening thing. He pulls it free, its size never bigger, nor disturbing, as he stands upon your couch, as your daughter pulls, prods, and milks the sickly enormous offering, and grossly partaking of its sickly drool of precum that leaks in a near constant stream from the grossly oversized organs straining head.

She cums with penetration, and without, so hard, she soon becomes useless to him. He leaves your barely conscious daughter. So the little shit can return to the oral mastery of Heather, as she lashes the already supremely swollen organ to its most daunting, and most incredible volume you have ever seen. Jaw dropping to begin with, the sticky, fully distended organ is never bigger, harder, nor scary, and at this moment, you shudder as he brings it directly to you.

Offering his cum soaked, furiously aroused organ for you to pleasure. To pleasure him, and you must submit. You have no other choice. You do to him as he orders. He is gruff, commanding, in total, undisputed control. The fluids that cover the humongous organ, are a combination of your daughters and girlfriend’s orgasms, his frothy gargantuan loads, and your own spit. It neither sickens you, nor surprises you, for you must administer to his needs, there is simply no other choice.

He embarrasses you, humiliates you, and you caused this, led him here, paid him mountains of money, and now, with ultimate finality, only now, do you realize it is too late, as his horrifically aroused organ spits its load upon you a second time. Your pathetic little dick is nothing compared to his, and it is rock hard in honor of him, and his mighty, mammoth prick. Your spit, mingles with that of Courtney and Heather, as you service this little man’s gargantuan mouth piece.

The hands reaching for his spitting snake are small hands, female hands, they take over, as both young women partake his leavings. His cock has never appeared this big before. He humbles you further, as your daughter and girlfriend join together, and slobber all over the gargantuan tool. They push you aside, so they can better partake of the fucking, horrifically sized organ. He should be dizzy, falling over, its size so great, you find yourself shaking from fear.

 

[checkin]

Both women, kneel and honor the insanely huge dick. Abused, larger than ever. It’s apparent the ‘little man’ wanted to send a potent, final, decisive message. He aced this test, as your eyes, your own eyes can’t remember anything but the daunting, beyond gargantuan, blood club he possesses, an organ that dangles mere inches from the floor. You can’t even look up at him, for you know he is looking down on you, as both your women, tend to the outlandish, mammoth prick, that demands attention, and unrelenting submission to his will.

He is loathsome, cruel, insidious, yet from deep within. you secretly love it, every fucking misguided moment, you find a sick release in your helplessness, and most of all, in his complete domination and ultimate, insurmountable control. In this moment, you are nothing, as he walks over you, taking all you love and cherish, he devours them, as he does you, as they continue to prod and work the insanely huge prick. It remains hard, disturbingly so, as all of you know where this is leading.

It’s not bad enough to witness your daughter in person with a man, but to see him enter her a second tortuous time, so ferociously aroused, with your girlfriend blindly following along, while you watch helplessly, as his mammoth pole is prodded and dragged over her orgasming body.

He displays his mammoth dimensions for effect, and they are chilling. You are numb, as your daughter is opened by him in earth shattering fashion. His mammoth dick, so much longer and thicker that it all remains sickly incomprehensible, her entire pussy seems to fold inwards. Clearly, she has adjusted, as the solid prick is accepted deeply.

She squirms, and squeals, it’s your daughter, you must protect her, but she doesn’t need saving. Seven, seven inches of fat prick are devoured by her, as his hips twist, impossible … as another inch or two are added. Your ‘little’ girl has accepted over eight inches of his oversized prick, and it’s still being forced inside her.

Helpless is she, as she orgasms hard upon him. Courtney’s hands prod, pull, and stroke of what remains of the mammoth prick. Even with over eight inches inside another, Heather has plenty of fat cock to grasp, service, and enjoy. You watch, as the helpless ‘daddy’, as he takes both your daughter and girlfriend from you in one fell swoop. It hits deep, and hard, for you know the level of pleasure he brings them, is far beyond anything you, nor any man, could ever hope to do.

Like these two women, your heart races, your level of desire never stronger, your submissiveness, is new and completely disturbing. You are infected, and don’t even realize it, as the mammoth prick is slowly withdrawn from your daughter, her pussy a gaping maw, ripped open, raw, as the dangling prick appears to reach the fucking floor. It is Heather, whom attempts to pick up the slick heavy organ, and bring it to your mouth, but it falls free, swaying back and forth, striking his thighs and shins, the bottom half glistening from the many orgasms of the women.

He walks in closer, to better showcase the near erupting horse cock. It ‘jumps’ in need of release, his hands rest on his hips, his little grin is evil. This tiny little shit owns you, and you fucking know it. Your mouth hangs open in complete and utter awe, as both women hold it aloft with their hands, elevating it as he directs them to. You are looking down the improbably massive prick, as the head leaks menacingly, a grim reminder of what is about to transpire, the head is flaring, the already gargantuan organ is swelling, filling out, as the four small hands work this wonder of the world directly into your face.

Blinded, as the first of many humiliating blasts pummel your face, and hands, as you attempt to block the shameful, hurtful drenching you receive. He laughs, as his load is dripping from your face and body, it is everywhere. He comes forward, and places the still spurting tool over your shoulder, as it slides far down your back. He orders you to kiss and lick his huge hanging sacks, and as you do as he orders, both women lunge for the opportunity he provides, as his still spurting tool is tended, and soulfully adored behind you. He has taken your will, your women, and effortlessly orders you about like the puppet you have become.

All your money, all your supposed power is nothing in his presence, as he pulls back, and milks the last of his last load upon the top of your head, slapping the mammoth head of the huge organ humiliatingly atop your head, as he drains the last of his load in a tortuous, fully dominate fashion. The image before you makes you completely awestruck, the length and girth as seen from underneath, incredible, impossible, his huge balls rise and fall, as the huge head is tapped atop your very head, as you kneel at the feet of the true master of this house.

You accept the leavings of your new master. Not even five feet tall, his massive organ, and attitude rule over you. He leaves you wanting more, as you are instantly flush with relief. Watching as he walks to his bathroom, both women silently follow as if somehow drugged, subservient to their ‘king’. You hear him start his shower, so the women can tend to, and clean him of this sexual party’s filthy leavings. Your little prick shot its snot upon his legs and feet, as you sit upon the floor, fearful of what you’ve unleashed. You don’t even have a recollection of when you revealed your tiny cock to him. This entire event a blur. You leave ‘your women’ and dignity behind. For you know if he were to demand something from you sexually, you would submit without question.

Where is the reason? What is the rational? How do people fall into, and do these types of things? His tentacles run deep, his web sticky and sure, baffling are the results, he entraps you like a spider might do, and you could see it, see his sickly web, it was right in front of you the entire time, yet you are trapped in its hellish grip.

You stand outside his shower, as the women tend to him, cleaning his little, hard muscled body, and his gargantuan swollen sausage. You, are in the way, you are inadequate, you stumble to the door as if drunk, to leave the home you provide for him.

Shocked at your submissive nature, barely recalling your entry into the guest house, to lay down ‘daddy’ law, and beat him to a bloody pulp for sleeping with your daughter, but they didn’t sleep, he fucked that shit up, and will continue to do so. It’s halfway to your home, shivering and shaking, when you realize you left your winter coat behind, so dazed, and baffled, that the ability to properly dress for the elements has gone out the window. His many orgasms have left you in a sick wetness, magnified by the cold winds and freezing temperatures.

Your ‘girlfriend’, had clearly been with him. No way, could she ever accept a tool so massive inside her tight body without some form of workup, and there was only one source capable of breaking her in. Jimmy, is in complete control. You shake at the implications, and the very fact, that even after all he has done, you want to service, and adore that little fucker’s mammoth horse cock again and again.

You’ve been with a demonic sexual pinball wizard. Tilt.

You leave a different man than the one whom entered. You don’t understand, it’s clouding your ability to function. This unseen, unknown infection is ruinous, its grip tightening, as you bathe yourself in your mansion, your pathetic little cock is rock hard, a pittance, an insignificant scrap compared to what he carries. Your cock spurts as your one hand strokes it into the falling water. Your cum falls at your feet, and finds its way to the drain, it’s not of women you imagine, but the delicious, monstrous organ he rudely shot upon your face and body, and shamefully emptied upon the top of your very head. You shake, since you know you would submit again and again. How weak you’ve become, sickens you.

You exist in shock. A mouth breather, whom is overcome, fully distracted, you close your eyes, and shake your head, but its not leaving … it is consuming you, encompassing every moment of every minute. Your closed eyes can’t hide the dangling, enormous prick, it’s images dance deeply in your soiled corrupted mind. What the hell just happened? What kind of lunacy is this?

You tell yourself to break free, that you are stronger than this. But you cannot. You attempt to fool yourself, but only enforce the fact that you are the fool. Always distracted, since it’s always there, lingering in the back of your mind, your girlfriend, spread wide, penetrated so deeply, worse still, your very own daughter, she clearly loves that fucking mammoth prick, it’s then that you’re lashing out into the open with flailing arms as you scream, attempting to awaken from this very real nightmare.

 

[checkin]

Devoured, completely overwhelming, overpowering. Try as you might, his succulent, grossly oversized organ has seduced you, its hold solid, and secure. You are infected, addicted, the true source is invisible, insidious. The one, most tortuous lasting image, is how he stood so strongly, confidently, looking down upon you, as his hellish organ lingered incredibly close to the floor. Never longer, nor fatter, an incredibly nightmarish image that shouldn’t be remotely possible.

Riveting, ensnarled within the hellish grasp of Jimmy’s gargantuan organ, unleashing deeply rooted feelings you never knew, nor imagined could exist within you, with claws set deep, drawing the very blood of your soul pouring forth, Johnathan Stephen’s, your will to resist, severely, and swiftly conquered by a little man not even five feet tall.

You are sedate, unable to intercede, this ‘infection’, which you do not see, taste, nor feel, has turned you into a submissive little bitch. For this infection makes you incapable of harming the very one that harms you. One of the many adverse side effects of this ‘infection’, if only you knew the true source.

For the first time in many years, John Stephen’s is deeply afraid … he should be.

For the first time in years … he is no longer in control.

For the first time, he is the victim, caught in a vicious Stockholm syndrome of his own making, this is unfamiliar, unwanted, impossible … and sadly for him, as it was for all others, completely unstoppable.

Later, after it was all over, Rosa asked, begged, pleaded with Jimmy to be nice, to not antagonize nor diminish Johnathan. He provides a home, feeds, and protects both Jimmy and Rosa. In the natural order, that would be the right thing, provide respect to those that employ, house and protect you. But that comes from those whom are ‘normal’. Jimmy and I are anything but normal. We are muscled, cut, hung beasts. The infection we deliver is lethal in its force, and leaves us far beyond dominant. Fair or not, Jimmy had an axe to grind that lingered from his youth, but then again, he’s still young, very young. Immature, impulsive, and in his own way, infected by the power afforded him from his invisible infection.

What better foil, that the very man whom controls you? He knows better now, and this knowledge fuels you, makes you stronger. So strong, you bitch slap him with your massive dick, stand over him, and drench him with sickening huge loads. It matters not that he provides for you, is worth billions, for what’s hanging between your legs is a festering infection that has no cure in his new world.

In your prior life, you were a nothing, never noticed, never appreciated, never liked, nor loved, but look at them now. They bow to you, honor you, do your bidding without question. You take, since you can, you control and dominate, since you can, you’ve shown him, you’ve shown them all.

Johnathan Stephen’s quakes in fear, lives a nightmare he paid dearly for, and is enslaved, by a teenager, whom possesses a truly gargantuan prick, his infection solid, sure and impenetrable. I know, firsthand, the power Jimmy exudes from his pores into the air, and once under its spell, you have no chance of escape. I saw how it devoured Victoria. Impossible, since she’s far too intelligent to fall into a such a sinister trap as this, but she did, she couldn’t begin to stop herself, and neither could I.

I know full well the hopelessness, the deep longings to be with, love and live the miracle. Jimmy’s dominance is boundless. Sorry Rosa, you simply don’t understand, nor comprehend, what you, and others have fallen into … he’s a teenager, in complete control of those around him, and he’s not going to stop, not even for love.

Surrender Rosa, to that ‘little man’, and his mammoth prick. Reason, has no place here. I know of what I speak. I’m just like Jimmy, I currently stand in a room with four hot college women at my feet. I fucked them all up, and will do it again. It’s 2AM, it’s still early … gotta fuck something, someone. My hammer is every bit as big as Jimmy’s, I’m fucking handsome as hell, and my body infinitely stronger. Jimmy knows what I’m talking about. We’re both fucking unstoppable …

From above, Sarah watched it all. She never offered a warning to Johnathan, her ‘infection’ was only visual, but its hold was deep. She loved playing the voyeur, never did she see this coming, not from this ‘little man’. Her pussy is soaked, she is so tired, she will sleep well on this night.

Johnathan, will never find peace, his prior life, wickedly torn from him on this night. He would require a time machine to set things back to the way they were. His eyes are red as he lay back on his big bed, his puny cock remains hard, for all he sees is a long, super fat, hanging slab of cock, delicious, completely enormous. Even the horse’s shudder at his approach, and look on with envy.

Meet the new boss, absolutely nothing like the old boss.

 

[suckmachine]

WOW CHECKIN, your understanding of big dick power is amazing....I am in awe of you and your talent. All your stories should be published. Jimmy is my giant hung hero!

 

[deleted167095]

I've spent the last two hours reading, as drunk on this story as Vicky and the others are on Jimmy's dick. I have experience in this realm, from my college roommate/best friend (5'5", 140 and gifted, endowed, blessed with a horse cock -- 11.5" x 7") to my wife, now 54, who has revealed more about her past, which I'm so grateful for...Thank you for this!

I came, spurting rudely upon the floor as he bent over slightly to help her up. They were headed to the kitchen for a meal, where he intended to serve up a hefty meal of horse dick. The appetizer, main course and desert were all one, and the same. A mammoth penis, one so long and thick it ripped at your very being. It slapped against his thighs as the pair passed me, for I was more ghost, than human, a small nothing burger, while a hefty tube steak lay in wait for Vicky’s body. She was about to be served, and serviced.

He had her up on the solid table with a nod of his head. She went onto her back, and nudged up to the edge, pushing what few dishes that were on the table, crashing off to the ground, breaking a few, as Jimmy lined her up. The table was just the right height for entry for our little host. His cock so gargantuan, so ridiculous, trails of precum left the head and made it to the floor without breaking the strand. It was sick, yet completely required. Something so large required a prodigious amount of lube, another sign of the completely abnormal nature of what he possessed.

He had to back away to bring it to her. Whereupon, he shoved it over legs, past her hips, to do what would most anger me. Kiss her full on the lips as she sat on the sturdy tables edge, he lingered there, tongues shared, slobbering, as his hefty tool strained, clearly arousing him all the more, as it easily added in girth and length. Jimmy, was having a really good day, a really, really good day.

She was at least his second conquest of the day, he was fresh and ready, the first girl merely warmed him up, it was serious now, Vicky was so wet, there was already a puddle forming on the table, and it was going to be a hell of a lot wetter in a few minutes. It’s bad enough to see your woman with another man, but it’s magnified beyond torture when you see the weapon that separates you from him, and worse still, as it leaked precum behind her back upon the table. His cock so freakishly long, that it struck out far behind her as her breasts lingered over his weak shallow chest.

Her slim, cut tummy moved with each deep breath she took, as he backed away from her, his thumb in her mouth as she sucked upon it, as he pulled it free to use both his hands to steady, and aim the mammoth pole over her body. He teased her with it, he fingered her while walking forward, his gargantuan tool slithered up her body, past her tummy, up between her breasts, and beyond, to their collective mouths, as they tongued the impossibly huge organ. I had never seen him lick and suck the huge head before, but duh, it was so ungodly easy for him to do so. It went completely up her torso, his huge nuts at her pussy. No man could ever come close to doing this. Strangely unique, incredibly erotic, and the most graphic example of how overly equipped he truly was. I witnessed the full import of just how oversized, and mammoth he had become, and I trembled that this ungodly huge fat dick had somehow fit within my Vicky, and was about to enter her again.

He paused, and sickly looked back for my reaction. I was still pulling off my puny cock, as his upper body reacted in a silent laugh, watching me beat my pathetic little dick. A little jolt of surprise mingled with silent laughter, that left me feeling smaller and smaller, but I didn’t have a clue, of how much more hurt I had in store.

It was longer than Vicky’s thigh, it was thicker than her arm at any point, and it was being lined up, and aimed at her pussy as she lay back. Her ‘little’ pussy had zero chance of accepting this ‘thing’, yet, as the head was prodded over her, she came for the first time. Her orgasm was hard and deep, and he hadn’t even placed it inside her. He was about to go deep and hard, he roughly inserted the head, as it instantly folded her pussy upon itself.

The lips of her pussy disappeared, as the mammoth fat organ began to enter. Inch after inch, her body squirmed, wriggled and shook from the powerful penetrator. Its initial entry was more length than I could muster, and was followed by more inches, each one thicker than the last, as the tapering shafts thickness gradually increased towards his fat heavy balls. Within two minutes, nearly two thirds of the fucking thing was turning Vicky inside and out. She was in heaven, as close to it as mortals could hope to feel nor pleasure. Just like her mother, addicted to size, an insatiable craving, mammoth cock whores, whose only cure was the insertion of ever more dick, until the fucking thing stretched, prodded and wormed well past any normal woman’s capacity.

The table creaked, his huge nuts slapped about, her pussy farted constantly, his huge dick, appeared bigger as time went on, and Vicky? She came, many, many times.

He slowed his pace during one of her orgasms. It was painfully slow, drawing from her the drawn out feeling only he could muster. Worse still, was the amount she had consumed. As if knowing from the first time, he knew instinctively that this particular female animal could take more of him, and for fucks sake, he was right. She had accepted well into the double digits. He admired what he had done to her, looking towards me … to speak, searing hurtful truth …

“See that Matt? Look at her cum. It’s a long one. I can draw it out for her, make it last. The pressure provided by my bigger cock, its huge girth, is setting off every nerve inside her, it’s like electric shocks of pleasure that ripple through her. Little explosions, that keep building and building. She’s seeing stars right now. See her eyes? She’s lost it, completely lost it at the end of my huge cock. Don’t you wish you could do that? But, you never will. Not like this, no matter how much you try. You’ll never match what this can do.” Said the confident little fuck, and with that he pulled it free.

“NOT YET YOU LITTLE FUCK, PUT IN BACK … PUT IT BACK!!!” Yelled Vicky, scaring the birds outside, letting the whole world know the obvious, as his swollen, slick meat stick lay over her trembling thigh. Sure enough, every last, fat, glorious inch on display, as he let out a little laugh, he wanted me to see it, just like this, soaked from Vicky’s orgasms, and lashed to its utmost. This is the definition of huge dick.

He smiled at me, as he lined up that sickly huge meat bat. So fat, his hands slipped while holding it, so long, he had to back up, then plunge that gargantuan prick into her roughly, whereupon, he began to wreck Vicky, tear her from me, as she came and came. How easy it appeared, as her body accepted a solid foot of his freak dick. Thick got thicker, long got longer. The little fucker was building to his own orgasm. Once again, he looked towards me, he wanted to make sure I saw it, I shuddered, for I could see the damn thing expanding, stretching Vicky’s pussy ever more, as ‘it’ began.

hours rea

I came, spurting rudely upon the floor as he bent over slightly to help her up. They were headed to the kitchen for a meal, where he intended to serve up a hefty meal of horse dick. The appetizer, main course and desert were all one, and the same. A mammoth penis, one so long and thick it ripped at your very being. It slapped against his thighs as the pair passed me, for I was more ghost, than human, a small nothing burger, while a hefty tube steak lay in wait for Vicky’s body. She was about to be served, and serviced.

He had her up on the solid table with a nod of his head. She went onto her back, and nudged up to the edge, pushing what few dishes that were on the table, crashing off to the ground, breaking a few, as Jimmy lined her up. The table was just the right height for entry for our little host. His cock so gargantuan, so ridiculous, trails of precum left the head and made it to the floor without breaking the strand. It was sick, yet completely required. Something so large required a prodigious amount of lube, another sign of the completely abnormal nature of what he possessed.

He had to back away to bring it to her. Whereupon, he shoved it over legs, past her hips, to do what would most anger me. Kiss her full on the lips as she sat on the sturdy tables edge, he lingered there, tongues shared, slobbering, as his hefty tool strained, clearly arousing him all the more, as it easily added in girth and length. Jimmy, was having a really good day, a really, really good day.

She was at least his second conquest of the day, he was fresh and ready, the first girl merely warmed him up, it was serious now, Vicky was so wet, there was already a puddle forming on the table, and it was going to be a hell of a lot wetter in a few minutes. It’s bad enough to see your woman with another man, but it’s magnified beyond torture when you see the weapon that separates you from him, and worse still, as it leaked precum behind her back upon the table. His cock so freakishly long, that it struck out far behind her as her breasts lingered over his weak shallow chest.

Her slim, cut tummy moved with each deep breath she took, as he backed away from her, his thumb in her mouth as she sucked upon it, as he pulled it free to use both his hands to steady, and aim the mammoth pole over her body. He teased her with it, he fingered her while walking forward, his gargantuan tool slithered up her body, past her tummy, up between her breasts, and beyond, to their collective mouths, as they tongued the impossibly huge organ. I had never seen him lick and suck the huge head before, but duh, it was so ungodly easy for him to do so. It went completely up her torso, his huge nuts at her pussy. No man could ever come close to doing this. Strangely unique, incredibly erotic, and the most graphic example of how overly equipped he truly was. I witnessed the full import of just how oversized, and mammoth he had become, and I trembled that this ungodly huge fat dick had somehow fit within my Vicky, and was about to enter her again.

He paused, and sickly looked back for my reaction. I was still pulling off my puny cock, as his upper body reacted in a silent laugh, watching me beat my pathetic little dick. A little jolt of surprise mingled with silent laughter, that left me feeling smaller and smaller, but I didn’t have a clue, of how much more hurt I had in store.

It was longer than Vicky’s thigh, it was thicker than her arm at any point, and it was being lined up, and aimed at her pussy as she lay back. Her ‘little’ pussy had zero chance of accepting this ‘thing’, yet, as the head was prodded over her, she came for the first time. Her orgasm was hard and deep, and he hadn’t even placed it inside her. He was about to go deep and hard, he roughly inserted the head, as it instantly folded her pussy upon itself.

The lips of her pussy disappeared, as the mammoth fat organ began to enter. Inch after inch, her body squirmed, wriggled and shook from the powerful penetrator. Its initial entry was more length than I could muster, and was followed by more inches, each one thicker than the last, as the tapering shafts thickness gradually increased towards his fat heavy balls. Within two minutes, nearly two thirds of the fucking thing was turning Vicky inside and out. She was in heaven, as close to it as mortals could hope to feel nor pleasure. Just like her mother, addicted to size, an insatiable craving, mammoth cock whores, whose only cure was the insertion of ever more dick, until the fucking thing stretched, prodded and wormed well past any normal woman’s capacity.

The table creaked, his huge nuts slapped about, her pussy farted constantly, his huge dick, appeared bigger as time went on, and Vicky? She came, many, many times.

He slowed his pace during one of her orgasms. It was painfully slow, drawing from her the drawn out feeling only he could muster. Worse still, was the amount she had consumed. As if knowing from the first time, he knew instinctively that this particular female animal could take more of him, and for fucks sake, he was right. She had accepted well into the double digits. He admired what he had done to her, looking towards me … to speak, searing hurtful truth …

“See that Matt? Look at her cum. It’s a long one. I can draw it out for her, make it last. The pressure provided by my bigger cock, its huge girth, is setting off every nerve inside her, it’s like electric shocks of pleasure that ripple through her. Little explosions, that keep building and building. She’s seeing stars right now. See her eyes? She’s lost it, completely lost it at the end of my huge cock. Don’t you wish you could do that? But, you never will. Not like this, no matter how much you try. You’ll never match what this can do.” Said the confident little fuck, and with that he pulled it free.

“NOT YET YOU LITTLE FUCK, PUT IN BACK … PUT IT BACK!!!” Yelled Vicky, scaring the birds outside, letting the whole world know the obvious, as his swollen, slick meat stick lay over her trembling thigh. Sure enough, every last, fat, glorious inch on display, as he let out a little laugh, he wanted me to see it, just like this, soaked from Vicky’s orgasms, and lashed to its utmost. This is the definition of huge dick.

He smiled at me, as he lined up that sickly huge meat bat. So fat, his hands slipped while holding it, so long, he had to back up, then plunge that gargantuan prick into her roughly, whereupon, he began to wreck Vicky, tear her from me, as she came and came. How easy it appeared, as her body accepted a solid foot of his freak dick. Thick got thicker, long got longer. The little fucker was building to his own orgasm. Once again, he looked towards me, he wanted to make sure I saw it, I shuddered, for I could see the damn thing expanding, stretching Vicky’s pussy ever more, as ‘it’ began.

 

[deleted167095]

2+ hours of reading now and I feel as overwhelmed by the story as Vicky and the narrator do by Jimmy's cock. Amazing. It taps into the primal truth of alpha cock, the bull, the blessed. If we're lucky/cursed, we meet them. My college roommate/best friend, Phillip, at 5'5", 140 pounds, size 13 feet and 11.5" x 7" -- and yes, I know that for a fact -- who helped me understand what I'd always known but couldn't express. Jump forward 26 years into marriage with the woman I love and her stories, hints of the past reveal that she, too, has know the power of Jimmy. Just a few weeks ago she saw someone at the mall where we were strolling who made her knees go weak -- "Did you see his pants?" her code for, look at that fucking package -- as she uttered the name of an ex I'd heard about -- a real jerk, he'd always sounded like -- and then I realized...of course...it was the dick. He'd fuck her for hours then go to glory holes to get worshipped and she put up with it. She elaborated on the story she'd told -- "You can't leave this," he'd shouted when she tried to leave -- but let me know he was standing naked on the front porch as she had her bags packed on the sidewalk, swinging his massive prick from side to side, and indeed it took her another year before she could leave. Thank you for this! An education, a confirmation, the primal truth.

 

[deleted167095]

"This mountain is insurmountable..." I may change my user name on LPSG to "Matt" in honor of this...

 

[Di76]

Спасибо тебе большой человек за очередное продолжение. С ужасом жду когда история кончится убийством Джимми. Как кончил его отец.) И когда же он порвет кого? И отправит лечиться в больницу?

 

[checkin]

Спасибо тебе большой человек за очередное продолжение. С ужасом жду когда история кончится убийством Джимми. Как кончил его отец.) И когда же он порвет кого? И отправит лечиться в больницу?

KILL JIMMY? No way. He's not going to end up like his father. I'd catch hell from Suckmachine. Thanks for reading along.

 

[checkin]

Schooled

I leave Jimmy, and his exploits behind for the moment, and return to Victoria’s, and my, perilous, new adventure.

I harken back to Thanksgiving weekend, where I am outed to both my mother, and have displayed my incredible transformation to Victoria. I laid her waste, willing victim to my giant cock, vastly improved body, and to a surreal confidence, I am driven by unseen forces, many times removed from my humble beginnings.

If you’re wondering where I left off, I left Victoria’s demolished, and now sexually useless form, and drove into town. I double teamed Jessie and Jeanie, and no surprise, there was zero guilt, only a small taste of regret, which I quickly overcame, as the two of them lathered my massive dong in their spit and their many orgasms. I loved their little hands exploring my cut muscled body. I am all they desire, and I fucking know it. Worse for them, I know full well, how far I can push, prod, and intimidate them.

They plead with me to stay, though each could barely move. I sapped every bit of their energy, they couldn’t keep up, no one person, no two persons, absolutely no one, could keep up with me. As I arrived at home, my mother was fast asleep, about to rise for her night shift at the hospital. Victoria was into a deep slumber; one in which my plundering weapon had securely placed her. She’s leaving on an 8PM flight, we’re supposed to leave within the hour. I reek of perfume, sweat, and female stink. I could care less how it looks to her. I love her, but she’s going to have to get used to this.

You may ask, how can I be so cold, so callus to the one I love? Because I can, because she’s infected, it’s the same control Jimmy had over his minions, those whom become infected, lose their will to resist. I am driven to fuck, and accumulate. I want more. Don’t you remember? So easy to forget? That I’m addicted.

Nothing, absolutely nothing can, nor will deter me. That was my critical miscalculation. I wasn’t in a relationship with just anyone. No matter what this drug was doing, or had done to me, or others, I still loved Victoria. When she awoke, it didn’t take a genius to figure out what I had been doing. Ever been made small before? Really small? Ever been hit with truth, with verbal revenge from a vastly intelligent woman? She eviscerated me. I barely knew what hit me. She saw through everything. I sank low, my addiction was over, trampled. She laid down law. Her rebuttal, above reproach. I couldn’t find enough words to apologize.

I was never stronger, nor full of myself, and had it all taken away from me by a slim, five foot six, one hundred- and fifteen-pound woman, whom put me in my place. I pouted, and looked towards the floor. Talk about beat downs. She knew where to strike, and with lethal precision. At the end of it, there is absolutely no one who ‘gets me’, as she does. She is irreplaceable. She holds me in the same esteem. Our ‘talk’ lasted for over 2 hours, I mostly listened. She purposely missed her flight, and it was the first time I knew … I gained a wife. I was sure of it. You know that moment, and sickly, it came on a day when I cheated on her, something I would have to live with for the rest of my life …

The one-sided discussion I endured, moved us past all that. I suddenly wasn’t in the mood, and she could physically take no more. I paid for a fantastic, though hyper expensive late-night meal. My suit bulged from my muscled form, as Victoria and I made up, without sex.

She not only cancelled her flight, she put off school, claiming a family medical emergency. She had the next five or six days to put this in full perspective, in spite of being run over physically, and mentally. Her solution? The only one that made any sense to both of us … she had decided, and I fully agreed.

She would take the formula.

Monday, with Thanksgiving weekend behind us, we left for my school on the bright. I had only one class on Monday, the other was cancelled, and the first thing we did, after exploring my massive cock for two hours that morning, was head to the bank, and a safety deposit box that holds my addiction. It would soon be hers to contest, and contend with.

I injected her. There was no ill effect. But one. It revealed my selfish nature, for as I injected her, I knew with certainty, that she would come to understand the pull and power of the formula gives us over others. Her injection was the beginning of a transition, and this injection, was the exact moment my true freedom would begin. I was unleashed, I could plunder at will, and she would forgive me. Soon, she will realize what I already know. I am unstoppable, just as she soon will be, and as soon as she leaves, I will conquer this school, and all whom I desire within it. Her lecture about our relationship, never really held any sway. I knew it that night, even as she berated me for those two hours.

She stayed at my place the entire week. I attended classes, and came home to the one woman whom gave me purpose over myself. She was a calming force, much appreciated, much needed, something any recovering addict sorely required … an angel to guide me through this tortuous time. I am haunted by it every waking moment. My addiction is far from over. I understand why the test group wanted to continue, and their hesitancy, to reveal the true nature of the changes coursing through them.

We purchased a small safe to store the formula, and she wore the only key on her person the entire time. We discovered that it took me almost a month before I could feel my addiction slipping away, and with it, the ability to add incredible amounts of permanent muscle diminished, but I retained my gains, my mind, vastly improved, didn’t lose anything, nor did my massive cock. I was so huge, we didn’t bother measuring it, she could barely handle me on back-to-back days. I mused I was thicker than Jimmy, and probably approaching his ungodly length. All this, from eleven simple injections of a clear fluid, the very stuff dreams are made of.

By mid-week, Victoria became amply aware of my followers. Unlike the internet ‘followers’ we accumulate on various sites for a myriad of reasons, my followers walked, and talked, were living breathing beings, both women and men, and they appeared like any addict might, at any time of day or night, wanting more, looking for their next fix, and I, was that ‘fix’.

My gen ed dime piece showed up on Tuesday morning. Victoria answered the door, as I was in the shower. She looked around Victoria, hoping to spot me, to get a single glimpse, since I wasn’t returning her many texts. Victoria couldn’t help but notice the agitated mannerisms, and clearly aroused nature of my classmate. In fact, she didn’t blink an eye when Victoria told her she was my girlfriend, as if the statement meant nothing, her blank stare shot through Victoria as if to say … “So what? You. Don’t matter.” Victoria picked up on it instantly, it didn’t matter in the least, this girl would have me whether Victoria liked it, or would allow it.

Victoria was beginning to understand the incredible, palpable hold I endeared into my charges. It didn’t hurt that I was a muscled cut beast, never looked better, the definition of healthy and mostly hung. I didn’t partake of anyone during Victoria’s time with me. She didn’t mention, no infer I should remain loyal to her, and her alone. It was unspoken, the seed which I injected hadn’t turned her yet, but its insidious outcomes from those ‘infected’, were becoming glaringly obvious. Victoria had barely entered her transformation, the changes, not yet noticeable, were coming, and were unstoppable.

I drove her to the airport on Sunday evening. We would reunite at New Years. She was scheduled to work over the Christmas holiday, the responsibility of leading your class in all categories, and for having the Thanksgiving weekend off. We both wondered what would happen to her already vibrant, dare I say, brilliant mind. She planned to work out, and to study like crazy, mostly medicine, but also languages, she wanted to know, and understand the native tongues of her patients. She was already fluent in Spanish, and had a working understanding of French and German. These coming weeks were to be centered on improvement, both physical, and mental, and for her, it also meant constant testing, and self-observation of what she was going through.

 

[checkin]

She knows what to look for, what to measure, and is determined to take full advantage of what the formula can offer, and what her medical training will reveal. Both of us, frightened, since no woman, as far as we know, has ever taken this stuff. Above all else, she must be diligent, and aware of any sign, that she is being damaged, or harmed in any way. We texted, or talked every day during this period, we text or call, almost every four or five hours when we’re awake.

Just like me, in the early stages, there are no overt change of any kind, physically, or mentally. As Christmas day comes and goes, it is on the morning of the 27th December, 2018, when Victoria awakens me with a text, and a selfie. I am not fully awake, and shake my head, squinting into my phone … WTF???

The nude selfie she sends is from the day after the first shot. From the waist up, the photo aside it, shows her ‘new’ body, compared to her first day photo ... my jaw drops.

Her breasts are clearly larger, and have zero sag. Her skin is flawless, and her abs are showing cuts. Her nipples are straining, we facetime, as I jack my mammoth hammer to her insanely hotter body, her hair is fucking shiny as hell, and ‘new’. She flexes her ‘little’ arms, and is clearly much stronger. I eventually shoot a load worthy of her.

She informs me of her self-study results, her increases in muscle tone, flexibility, and skin can be seen, and quantified, her mental state, is fast approaching genius. She remembers everything, is the ultimate fault checker. Minions, that’s how she views all others. Mindless lemmings. I fear what she might think of me, but mostly, we are both in crazy fucking need of each other. Literally, figuratively, made for each other.

I’ve never seen her more excited, nor so fit and hard, yet supple and attractive. She admits she sleeps less, is learning faster. She was always smarter than everyone else, and as she speaks to me in German, I actually understand what she says …

“Ich liebe dich!”

Yes, she’s learning languages, and medicine at an extremely highly elevated level, so high, that I must go to her, so she not waste her time with the trivialities of travel during this, her injection phase. I leave that very day. It’s expensive, nothing like buying a ticket the day you’re leaving, my savings are about used up, but it’s all good. I arrive at her place, and we did what comes naturally. I could feel her strength, she was much stronger, and yet not up to her seventh injection, more frightful, she is keeping up, our lovemaking is far above anything ‘normal’ people dare contemplate. We are spoiled rotten, and she can handle me better than ever.

Her recovery is not only faster, she still gyrates, and churns over my gargantuan tool after we cum together. We are able to continue as my load leaks from her, as the knocks at the door, and calls for us to settle down, are answered in throaty unison …

“FUCK OFF!!!!”

She complains of all the men whom have been hitting on her, women too. Almost all are in medicine, all professionals, and to a man and woman, they are convinced she’s pregnant, since she’s gained a full cup size in just a few weeks. I liked her as she was, her body was always fantastic, perfect to me, but as I see her now, it’s just as I must have appeared after she was with Jimmy. Lacking. All men must appear as I once did. I have no peer, nor does she. We are ‘broken’ for all others.

She proposes to me as we lay together. She always has to be the first. I don’t mind. Wouldn’t have it any other way. She wants the ring. With it, a hopeful deterrent to her many suitors. Just so happens, I brought such a ring with me. Great minds do think alike. We sealed it with a kiss, and an epic fucking. It went beyond love. No matter how conditioned she was, she would feel that for days afterwards.

On that day, I made a silent promise to myself, that I will intervene on her tenth week, and take from her the formula. I did, and on that very day, together, we placed the remainder of the formula in Acetone, and destroyed it. She wasn’t as weak as I once was, she is able to break the chain, at least, that’s what she told me. She hadn’t been off it yet, was still reaping its wonderous benefits. It would hit her, just as it did Jimmy and I.

I have abbreviated much from this time, but will mention what happened next. I had become a bit of a hermit, for my old friends, especially my old roommate Hunter, wanted to drop by, and catch up, I had my reasons. I knew what could ultimately happen. I was avoiding any and all interactions if I could help it.

I had purposefully avoided most of my closest friends during this period, and when they see me, if by chance, or by stopping by, they can’t believe what I’ve become. I ran out of excuses with my old roommate Hunter. He showed up one morning, a week to the day after Victoria had left. I was fresh off a workout at home, I was fucking monstrous, bulging, the veins on my arms bulged wickedly, and as I opened the door, his eyes shot open, as looked me up and down …

“Jesus dude! Work out much? Fuck me!” He stated, with genuine awe, his eyes darting up and down my body. I was in a T and loose workout pants. The T shirt was clinging by body, my cuts clearly visible through the fabric, I didn’t dare wear anything tight fitting on my lower half, my flaccid cock is sickly long and thick. Before I could react, he came in a hugged me.

“You gotta tell me what you’re on. Fuck. You’re fucking huge.” Stated Hunter, whom pushed back from his hug, and held his hands on my shoulders taking in my muscled form, and I should mention, Hunter is as straight as they come, but even then, at that very moment, I could sense it, feel it. Hunter’s head began to ‘shake off’ something. It made me wonder if my sweat from the workout leached onto him, infected him. I wasn’t aroused, or at least, so I thought.

“You okay?” I asked, my face grimacing, since I didn’t intend, nor want this to happen.

“Yeah. I ahhh … just got this ‘thing’, that kind of just … hit me. It’s crazy.” Said Hunter, his face suddenly riddled with wrinkles, and confusion. As if he wanted to run from something, not sure of what, or where it came from. Something maybe repressed, or something new, and potentially terrifying.

I noticed; it was hard not to. I always wondered if the rumors were true, from what I sometimes understood through whispered gossip, that Hunter was hung, from the sounds I sometimes heard in the other room, I often wondered if it was fact, or fiction, and sure enough, Hunter was bigger than the old me, I could see it inflating within his pants. I could sense his embarrassment, and what I mused was mild disgust and shock. I was shocked as well, since his natural cock was quite large, he fucking dwarfed me. The silence, the long pause, the full pull, and force, of my infection was worming through his system, taking it’s fatal hold.

Sadly, for Hunter, he was more vulnerable than most. His demeanor had changed from cheery and carefree, to one of lusting for something, and someone, that had never dared cross his mind. I watched him ‘turning’, his confusion palpable, his mind swirling, our combined silence, deafening.

“I’m sorry, but somethings happening to me … something I’ve never had any desire, nor wish to do. Can I sit down? I’m a little off balance here.” Said Hunter, whose fully erect cock was clearly two or more inches longer than my old self. He was packing, naturally endowed with a big one, and upon seeing it, my own flagpole rose, not so much in his honor, but to announce that there is much bigger, and much better, as if I were silently challenged.

“Yeah, sure, come in. Have a seat.” I replied, eyeing Hunter’s straining big one. He covered it with his iPad, and stared off into the floor.

“How … or … what did you take, to get so huge? You’re fucking monstrous.” Said Hunter, his breathing increasing in depth, and pace.

 

[checkin]

“Ummm … I was just working out like anybody would do, normal supplements etc. Victoria was astonished as well, she said it was probably a glandular thing of some kind. It’s very rare, apparently she read about it in one of her medical journals.” I replied, clearly a lie, but Hunter, he was damn near fully infected, he wanted to be with me. Never, not once did he see me that way, but the infection, the formula, placed all that in the past, and within mere seconds.

I was wondering what to say, or do, but Hunter couldn’t wait, he turned into a chatty Cathy.

“Matt. I can’t explain it, but I’m drawn to you, and fucking hard. I can’t explain it, never felt this way before, but I gotta get this out. If I don’t, it would like … eat me up, kill me. I’m sorry if you’re offended, but I gotta get this off my chest … it like … hit like, a fucking tornado, just a few minutes ago. I’m sorry.” Said Hunter, his head still pointing down, aimlessly starring off. His iPad could no longer hide his big dick, it had grown even larger, his iPad, not big enough to hide his huge dick.

“Yeah. I get it. I understand, it’s been happening a lot, ever since I started working out. I get it from all sides.” I replied.

“No. You don’t get it. It’s much deeper than that. I’ve being hit by desires so deep, so animal … to drop down and suck your dick, to service and pleasure you. I’m sorry, but I’ve never been hit by something so hard, so fast, in my entire life. Sorry if you’re offended, but I must say these things, the want, and desire to do these things I describe is every bit as strong.” He sat up, and stared into my face. I had seen this look before. He was instantly helpless, saying things he would never utter, nor reveal. He was in pain.

I was sporting a near full hardon. He could see my grossly huge prick poking from underneath my loose-fitting shorts, the fantastic girth, and the massive head of my gargantuan prick, which hung beneath my knees.

I let go my old relationship with Hunter, and lowered my workout wear to introduce us both, to a new, extremely personal, and sexual relationship. I’m not sure how long, nor how thick I am, but Hunter’s expression, and even quicker submission, drove my already huge prick into overdrive. I was full hard in under a minute, as my old roommate leapt at the chance to explore my gargantuan hard tool.

In under five seconds, Hunter knelt at my feet, and serviced my massive inflated pole. His first, and ultimately the largest he would ever encounter. I had him pause his tending to my huge prick, so that I might see what I had lived with, and heard women’s responses to, the gossip, the rumors, over those three years of being his roommate.

I had to rip him off my monstrous organ, and order him to disrobe, his slight hesitation, was the result of my massive prick, which leaked upon the floor, its head, beneath my knees. This, his first huge cock experience, and first time with a man, and I am far above any normal man, I am muscled, and supremely hung. I brandished my ultimate weapon with pride, as the head leaked at my feet. As I intently watched Hunter’s reveal, and it was my eyes that shot open, those girls in the other room weren’t kidding, the rumors were true … Hunter is HUNG.

Fuck me. Hunter should be in porn. Easily over eight inches long, and fat. He dwarfed the old me, and displayed the longest fattest natural cock I had ever seen. If he had taken the formula for ten weeks, his fucking dick would be to the floor. His starting point is fucking monstrous.

Hunter’s natural cock was so heavy, it couldn’t rise up, it was straining, dwarfing the old me, and freed from confinement, it increased in both length and girth. I’m glad I hadn’t seen him erect, nor soft, at any time prior, I would’ve been hugely intimidated, and humbled. I couldn’t take my eyes of his big dick.

Fully naked, he went to the task at hand, and knelt at my feet. Like a kid in a toy store, he played with his new ‘toy’. He didn’t seem intimidated by my vastly longer and fatter dick, and it was my surprised eyes when he brought up his big dick in his right hand, and stroked his big hammer. Fuck, he didn’t need the formula, it got even thicker and longer, I couldn’t remember seeing one in porn that he couldn’t compare to and completely trounce.

His arousal, led to mine, as my mutant prick was lashed to a size that was twice his in length, but never did I imagine that Hunter had such a monstrous cock. His own hand could barely reach around it, as he pumped and prodded it to an orgasm, eventually shooting his load over my, feet, shins and up upon my huge slick dick. His cock was easily the size of any porn star. Like mine, it expanded to its utmost when he was about to cum. Fuck, he’s a natural huge dick stud, lucky bastard. No wonder his ‘new’ girls would go on and on about him. Hunter is hung like the king, exactly like John Fucking Holmes. Only he could stay hard, and appeared both longer and thicker.

While his huge cock lost some of it’s get up and go, I, on the other hand, was only getting started. He lathered my huge dick in his spit, and sucked off his own recently deposited load, a portion of which covered my fucking monster. For a first timer, he was good, and I directed him around my soaked dick for a good long time. I am empowered, and grossly aroused, my flesh cannon leaps out, both longer and thicker. His constant adoration, and submission, only fuels my desire to show him every fat inch.

I found it hard to cum for him, though he was working my huge dick as well as anyone ever had. He had a taste for it now, my infection, my hold, so secure, it frightened me. I looked down between his legs, his huge dick was back at it, straining hard. He administered to mine with one hand, while the other jerked his huge dick. His mass was easily three to four times that of my ‘old’ self. It was humbling. I had ‘cheated’ to become what I am. Hunter was naturally endowed, a fucking natural monster. Even though I humble him, it is I whom is humbled, his natural dick is beautiful, monstrous, and above all natural.

“How big? How fucking big are you? I can’t believe how long and thick you are. I’ve never heard of one being anything close to this … its fucking unbelievable.” Said Hunter, rapidly returning to jerk and tongue my swollen near exploding prick. Even if I did cheat, I got off on being bigger, so much bigger that I completely dwarfed him. He should honor me, bow down, and partake the enormous offering I’ve provided him to adore, and rightly service. My replay came from my darkest side …

“I’m bigger than you. I fucking dwarf you. Now shut that mouth of yours, and put it to work on my gargantuan cock. I didn’t tell you that you could stroke your own cock, leave it alone, let it hang.” I replied, as both his hands now stroked and prodded my swelling tool towards my fully inflated, completely enormous showoff size, separating me from what I was just a few moments ago. Longer, thicker, bigger than ever … so much bigger than him … bigger than them all.

His eyes shot open as my mammoth pole began to expand, as he bore witness, down the fatal never ending fat length of my humongous tool, to my ultimate stud body, as I flexed it into a stunning hardness, showing him the ultimate alpha, as my stallion prick strained, as the back of his throat felt the first choking blast, and the many that followed, drenching him in a hot cum bath, the likes of which, he had no reason to expect. I had to reach over and hold his head in place, as my load leaked from the corners of his mouth, filthy huge, dollops of cum fell in breaking strands to his kneels legs. I am a fucking monster.

He spit forth the first choking portion, only to be lathered by my flexing, fully inflated tool. It took almost 40 minutes for me to jet my load. I stood over him, as he labored to gather all he could find, his tongue worming its way around his fist huge dick, one so large, that I fucking dwarfed him. Yet, I couldn’t help but stare at his huge hammer, my mouth watered, I remembered how I enjoyed Jimmy’s gargantuan tool, and Hunter’s was more honest, more accessible, I could see my self bathing his huge dick in my spit, taking it down my throat, honoring his huge natural prick.

 

[checkin]

As he knelt, stunned, soaked, and battered, both in mind and body, finishing up his manly task, there was a knock on the door. Thankfully, I keep a robe on a hook upon the door. I had to pull Hunter’s head, and hands off my swollen, spent fatty. The head leaked at my feet, as I looked back upon my shaken old friend, my load covered him from head to toe. His hands grabbed his own huge tool, as he jerked it with long strokes, his eyes following my swaying cannon. FUCK!! … The aggravation. There is that knock again …

“Yeah? Who is it?” I asked in defiance, upset at this interruption, only to hear the voice of Zoey, a slim, busty hottie that I had last destroyed roughly two weeks ago. Like the others, she texted, like the others, she waited, and like the others, she ended up at my door. Infected with an unnatural desire for sex, with a monstrously endowed stud. I opened it only partially, since my cannon was still near full hard, leaking at my feet. Besides I didn’t want her to see Hunter covered with my leavings. That would be bad right? Offensive? Fuck all that, I knew better.

I looked her up and down. Yep, she’s ready alright. Nipples already straining, biting her lower lip, her weakness, and sick need, were so obvious, wanting me to come from behind the door. So, I did. Opening the door so she could take in the scene in front of her. A cum covered male kneeling, whose own cock is rock hard, easily over eight fat inches, and another, whose mammoth prick is sticking out underneath his long robe. My words not a request, but a command.

“Get in here. Hunter, this Zoey, Zoey … Hunter. You’re going to get fucked by my friend there, then I’m going to really lay some pipe.” I ordered. She obeyed, as did Hunter. As Hunter looked on rather stunned at this new development, his huge cock was already swollen and abused, and I’m just guessing here, but I got the distinct impression, that his being with me made it ‘less gay’, if a girl was with us. But at the end of it all, she was just a distraction, Hunter, like all the rest, were slave to my huge fat prick, every last straining inch.

Poor Zoey, fucked by a solid, fat, eight plus inches, that had to be near, if not exceed nine. I’m serious, in way was Hunter a little like a porn star. He fucking dwarfed them. Zoey liked this ‘warm up’. But she came for more, she came for me, she wanted to have a much longer, and fatter prick tear through her 20-year-old body. Hunter had his fun with her, and she with him, but he most enjoyed honoring my mammoth tool, as did Zoey, whether sucking, or fucking.

I got off on it. Here is this little hottie, great body, great rack, and as Hunter fucked her with over eight inches of porn sized monster dick, his eyes rarely left my huge pole, as I prodded it over Zoey’s little body. Offering it to her mouth, and lording over them both the entire time. Our threesome displaying an incredible amount of mammoth cock. And I, in my element, my superiority overwhelming. Zoey came under Hunter’s big prick. But her attention, her real desire lay over her body, or within sight the entire time, it was what she ultimately came for.

Hunter moved aside upon my order, like the pliant bitch I had made him. His eyes shot wide, as my fat prick was rubbed over Zoey’s body, and tender pussy, my size, made her body look so small, and threatened to rip her in half. As I entered Zoey that first time, folding her pussy into her body, pressing forward, with infinitely more stretch, and not surprisingly, more depth than Hunter could manage, and as she came upon my insertion of nine plus solid fat inches, I watched for Hunter’s reaction. His eyes became wide, and winced, as I forced in my hammer. Zoey should die, bleed out, pass out, or scream for help. I forgot to mention, Zoey is a size queen, a goddess, she heard the word, and came to me, and surrenders to my will, as I bend and shape her into whatever I desire.

I am a telephone pole, a whale, as my fat prick makes her cum with earth shattering force. I could see the pain behind Hunter’s eyes, as he witnessed my taking of Zoey, her orgasms under me dwarfed the single one he had provided her. I provided multiple orgasms, the depth, and length of which, clearly left him shaken. The true alpha was making his presence known, as I separated myself from mere ‘mortals’, and placed myself safely atop the food chain, the sexual chain, as my will be honored, my dominance, without peer, nor question.

I ripped them both apart over the next two hours, and that’s how it went. Variety, plentiful, my bounty, and infection spread the word to the many horny late teens, early twenties of both sexes. I cared not which. I am the ultimate stud. I have them honor me, I am worthy, and I stand above them all. School is too easy, my victims too easy. I have no challenges, nor true challengers to conquer.

I had to push Hunter and Heather out the door. He was so confused, wondering how this all came to be, she wasn’t ready to leave, even though her energy level could only be ‘fixed’ by ten Red Bulls. I fucked her up big time, but I had other things to do.

The both of them have to fuck off, I gotta get dressed for Victoria, and some facetime. After they left, I stood in front of the mirror. Admiring my muscled body, and lightly stroking along my aching, completely hard cock. I am a fucking monster, tempted to walk the streets naked, enter a room full of attractive people, infect them all, and have them honor me.

Full of myself? You better fucking believe it. Fear me? You damn well better. I infect at a whim in a crowded elevator, just for the fun of it, simply to see the havoc I can cause. I lose track of my many encounters. I have no sympathy, nor remorse. I take at will, and I could take you. I like a challenge, since they rarely exist. I’m truly bisexual. I’ll fuck anything that moves, or has a temperature.

I’ve had other encounters with Hunter, one on one, in threesomes and foursomes, and yes, I took that big dick of his in my mouth, and enjoyed every part that would fit. But, at no time did I tell him of the formula, and at no time, did he think for a second, that he controlled me in the least.

He was honored. He fucking should be.