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New Digs/First Impressions

Enough about me, enough about Victoria, enough is enough … well, at least for now. Some might say I’ve been dangerously centered on self. You’d be exactly right, but I digress.

I must return to the man responsible for all this. One, James Allen Zalinski. Barely nineteen years old. Literarily, leaving it all behind, for an uncertain, possibly sadistic, strange future. A move so bold, that it flaunted normal behaviors and protections. Overconfidence, possibly ignorance, or blinded, by a cock so massive, that it distorted his hold on reality, and that it alone, seemed to determine his destiny.

With Ashely at the helm, Jimmy arrived on time at ‘the ranch’, and the pictures, didn’t do it justice. Armed security greeted his Jeep at the entry. Ashley, his ‘escort’, or should I refer to her as his … travelling companion, informed security this is a new hire, whom will be taking permanent residence in the guest house. While his arrival was expected, they didn’t expect a ‘child’. His first impression left them wondering what he was doing there in the first place. They asked Jimmy to step outside the Jeep, then took a series of pictures of him to be used for making an ID to enter the grounds.

Jimmy returned to the passenger seat, as Ashley drove them up and down a winding road, past a small clutch of small, but stylish homes, roughly seven of them, which Ashley explained housed the servants, groundskeepers, and his personal housekeeper. As she drove, she spoke a text message of their arrival.

The message was received by Rosa, a 21-year-old, former Ecuadorian, whom Jimmy would soon see standing obediently, outside his new ‘home’. Hands crossed between her hips, over her lap, in a surprisingly stylish outfit, that reminded Jimmy of a James Bond movie, much more than a regular house servant. It was all new to Jimmy, as he took in the wonderful smile of his personal home assistant, whom not only cared for the interior, but would also cook his meals, and tend to his needs. All under the deepest discretion. Privacy, above all, is paramount, on ‘the ranch’.

When Jimmy left the Jeep, he was met with fresh cool mountain air, fantastic views, and an adorable, for lack of a better term, slim maid, whom would be at his disposal, any time of day or night. She was barely five foot two, very attractive, and well spoken.

“Greetings Mr. Zalinski, welcome to your new home. I am Rosa. I will tend to your needs, and to the residence, no matter the time of day or night.” Said Rosa, completely unaware for the reasons of Jimmy’s hire. She could rightly assume he was sort of computer geek, gifted in the ways of the internet. She hadn’t been informed of his ‘talent’, or reason for being here, only to keep the house, and be available for him at a moment’s notice.

“Hi! I’m Jimmy, please, simply call me Jimmy from now on.” He replied, eyeing the quietly seductive, and fetching beauty, whose natural skin tone was new, and beautiful to him. He was taken aback, that such a young, and attractive woman would be available for him, twenty-four seven, three sixty-five. Her mere presence, made him instantly comfortable in his new surroundings, and musing the endless possibilities. She was roughly his size, attractive, his mind wanders.

“Yes sir. But should I? Upon introducing, or announcing you to visitors, announce you as Mr. Zalinski? Or as James?” Asked Rosa, quickly setting up Jimmy’s personal protocol’s going forward.

“Um, just Jimmy, Jimmy is fine.” He replied, unused to the detail, and personal attention, he understood rather belatedly, that this ‘new world’, had many things he had yet to understand.

“Fine. Would you like a tour of house … or is Mr. Zalinski? … I’m sorry … Jimmy, required to meet the boss?” Asked Rosa of Ashley, whom confirmed they would visit the ‘boss’ immediately. A quick verbal text from Ashley followed, and a short ride to the home of Jimmy’s benefactor.

Jimmy had never met his benefactor, and was rightly nervous. He wasn’t sure what to expect. Up until now, the money did all the talking. His delay in coming here, was due to the boss’s schedule, which included frequent overseas travel. His wife was only in residence, when a flag was flown, as pointed out by Ashley, but the flag wasn’t up on this day. Ashley implored Jimmy to be himself. That his employer would see through him in an instant if he ‘exaggerated’ or tried to deflect from truth.

If you’re wondering, Ashley, never made a play for Jimmy, nor he for her. She was the perfect travelling companion, as far as Jimmy knew, she was off limits. She was polite, funny, extremely easy on the eyes, a natural beauty, and a great conversationalist. She never noticed what lay against Jimmy’s left leg. She, like all the others, didn’t appear interested in him. Someone like her was undoubtably attached; besides, she was far out of Jimmy’s league. He was just happy to be near her, and found her extremely comforting, whilst being incredibly sensual.

The big sister he never had, but a ‘sister’ he would fuck in a heartbeat if allowed. She is the ‘ten’, he knew it the second he first laid his eyes upon her, she, would be his jerk off material for eternity. It wouldn’t be easy for Ashley to dismiss him if he were aroused. She would be most susceptible, or vulnerable, indoors, but out in the open air? Unlikely she would fall prey to his invisible sinister ‘force’. Jimmy didn’t understand it fully, though he was well aware, that ‘something’ was happening when he was aroused. People normally don’t fall so quickly, he got that, but still wasn’t sure of the ‘effect’, and how it occurred.

“Okay. We’re here, and this is where I leave you. Those winding steps lead to the main entrance. Inside you’ll find Mr. Stephens, our employer. He’s waiting for you. Don’t be intimidated, just be yourself. I know it can be a lot to take in all at once. It was great meeting you Mr. Zalinski.” Said Ashley, standing alongside Jimmy, holding out her hand. He shook her pretty hand, as Jimmy took in her dazzling green brown eyes.

“Thanks. Thanks for everything. Will I be seeing you around?” Asked Jimmy, heart melting, his massive weapon begging to come to life.

‘Ohhhh … I’ll be around. I’ll check up on you, to see how your acclimating, making sure you stay out of trouble, and just so you know ... I’m here mostly for my personality and good looks. I introduce new hires, greet guests, that kind of thing. I live on the grounds in that small clutch of homes you saw on the left when we came in. Rosa lives there as well, as do some of the servants, and groundskeepers. I hope it goes well. I’m sure it will, he’s been rather secretive as to why you’re here, and it’s not my place to ask why. We value discretion, and privacy here. It’s kind of like Las Vegas. What happens in Vegas … stays in Vegas. I’m sure you understand.” Said Ashley, her smile simply melted Jimmy on the spot. He was tempted to say … ‘I love you.’ She had that effect on a lot of people.

“Thanks … thanks for everything.” Said a now stuttering Jimmy, as Ashley handed him the keys to his Jeep, and turned to walk back down the road. Stopping to remove her high heels, and place on some walking shoes she carried within her bag. As Jimmy looked on longingly, his tool was inflating, he loved everything about her. He was past a foot, when he called out to her, hoping she would see his inflating masterpiece.

“Hey, Ashley …?” Said Jimmy. Her image burning into his mind.

The turn of her head sent her auburn hair cascading across her shoulder, as she stood on one leg, shoe in hand, knowing what he was about to ask.

“Oh, I’m fine. This was all planned, I’m walking back home, don’t worry about me. I need the exercise. It’s not that far, and I brought the right shoes.” She replied smiling, her sun glasses glinted in the sun, her rows of perfect white teeth shone bright, as Jimmy’s mammoth cannon inflated along his leg, but she didn’t notice. It was the first indication, that Jimmy didn’t care what anyone thought. She was too fine to pass up, he knew, one day, he would have her, or if needed, simply take her. He stared upon her with a creep’s satisfaction, his hammer past seventeen painful inches. His pants, so confining, hurtfully, held the hellish thick organ frozen at that size, his pants, could neither take, nor accommodate a fraction more without ripping apart.

He looked away from his new desire, and willed himself to let go the many fat, insidious inches his mammoth pole had added, on this day, she would wait. He had plenty of time, and had more important things to do. He took a deep breath as his shrinking organ remained grossly huge along his leg. Each step aggravated his swollen member, making it difficult to even walk. He had to pause, for being with Ashley for most of the past two days didn’t allow his mammoth pole a quick retreat.

Time is wasting, it’s time, to meet … the boss.

 

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I use the name Johnathan Stephens to refer to Jimmy’s boss, since the use of his real name is strictly forbidden. He awaits casually, his smartwatch carries the message from Ashley that Jimmy is on his way up. He begins to make his way towards the front of the home, wondering why it’s taking so long for Jimmy to arrive. Finally, the doorbell rings, Jimmy is met at the door by one of the three servants that tend to the main house.

“Mr. Zalinski. Welcome. I’m Sarah, Mr. Stephens house keeper. I’m sure we’ll become well acquainted, he’s expecting you, and will arrive shortly.” Said Sarah, as Jimmy took in the entry way of Mr. Stephens mansion. For fucks sake, his entire house could fit inside this portion of the home. Jimmy knew of money, but he had never been around it, not like this.

“Please, just call me Jimmy.” He replied, as Sarah shook his hand, lightly pulling him, and guiding him inside the residence. Sarah didn’t look it, but she was 52 years old. She had worked for the family since she was 22 years old. Jimmy saw her as the mother he never had. It amazed him, the kindness, attention to detail, how every person he met, seemed so genuine, care free.

Suddenly, there he was. Jimmy wasn’t afraid of him, only what he may want from him. The description he had of his duties were extremely vague, so much so, that he didn’t know what the hell to expect. It could be man on man all the way, something he would do if required, but he didn’t want that if he could avoid it, not even for the money, which was completely off the hook.

At first glance, comfortable confidence, distinguished, tanned, and for his 55 years, in great shape. His hand came out to shake Jimmy’s, it wasn’t what Jimmy expected, they were well worn hands, more likely to be seen from a construction worker, not a multi billionaire. His grip sure, and firm, his large hands engulfed Jimmy’s, as his other hand came in to seal the pact.

“James. Nice to meet you. I’m John Stephens, you are to call me John from now on, no formalities.” Said John, meeting Jimmy for the first time. His impression had to be rather surprised, actually seeing how small Jimmy actually was.

Jimmy forgot himself, and replied “Yes sir.” With a single nod. Then catching himself.

“Sorry … John. I must say, I’m rather overwhelmed by all this. Everything is … perfect.” Replied Jimmy, as John released their grip.

“It’s alright, don’t worry about it, just relax and take it in. Follow me to the deck, we’ll have a light lunch, and talk about my expectations.” Said John, as Jimmy agreed, and followed him through the monstrous home.

“Sarah … we’ll be taking our lunch on the deck, thank you.” Said John, as Sarah nodded, and left the pair to there own devices. As Johnathan continued …

“Obviously, this is the main house. I’ll want you to become familiar with it, so you don’t get lost. Not that you’ll get lost, but you will be spending time here with my guests on occasion. I’ll expect you to keep everything that goes on here, including the people you meet and see, to be kept private. No picture taking, or video recordings. If at any time, I was to find out, that you spoke of the goings on at this house, you will be fired, released, and it will be final. Do you understand?” Said John, stopping in his steps, and eyeing Jimmy, to ensure he got the message.

Jimmy got it all right, and as John and Jimmy approached the jaw dropping porch that held an incredible view of the Rockies.

“Yes sir.” Replied Jimmy, as he stepped out, and into ‘heaven’. The cool breeze, and magnificent view were so soothing, he could live and die here.

“This, is incredible.” Said Jimmy, overwhelmed.

“Yeah, not bad. Not bad at all. Justin, please bring us some wine, cheese and an assortment of hors d’oeuvres. This is James Zalinski, he’ll be living on the grounds, in the guest house. Please refer to him as Jimmy.” Said John, as Jimmy became aware of Justin’s magical arrival. He never saw, nor heard him coming.

“Yes sir. Hello Jimmy, can I get you anything? Something to drink? Anything at all?” Asked Justin, thirty something, slim, wedding ring, well kept, and like everyone else, he came across as very approachable.

“Ummm, no, I’m good, maybe some water … thank you.” Replied Jimmy, wondering how ‘private’ all this would be. It seemed, at every turn, there was someone afoot. He suddenly had many questions, but would defer until his boss, revealed what tasks his job might entail.

Small talk, nothing to mention, it went on over snacks, and on to a lunch of broiled fish, with garlic potatoes, and some delicious fresh breads. No mention was made of Jimmy’s age, or his drinking wine. It became apparent that the regular rules of society didn’t exist here. He had in effect, entered into a new world. Far outside the confines of ‘regular’ people.

After finishing their meal, and small talk. Jimmy felt it in the pit of his stomach, things were about to change. He was nervous, anxious, welcoming the appearance of Justin …

“Thank you, Justin. That will be all for today. Please ensure that you and Sarah take your leave, and I’ll see you tomorrow.” Said John, as Justin nodded, acquired all the remaining items from lunch, and gave an appropriate good bye to Jimmy.

“I would prefer the staff leave the premises, while we discuss your potential duties here. I ensure you, that none of them, outside of the gentlemen whom you met at your home, know of your purpose here. By the way, Rebecca is my personal cook, she is off until next week, so I may require Rosa from time to time.” Said Johnathan, as he sipped some more wine. Looking off into the blue sky over the mountains, as Jimmy sat back in his recliner, wondering what he had gotten himself into.

After only a few minutes, there was a message on John’s smart watch, both Sarah and Justin were out of the building. The ‘real’ business was about to begin.

“Jimmy, please stand, and face me.” Said Johnathan, removing his sunglasses so he could better view the, unimposing figure.

“I find it hard to believe what I’ve seen in pictures only. That someone as slight as you, could possibly be so well endowed, so as to astound, confound, and confront the very laws of nature. Please remove your glasses.” Instructed John, as Jimmy removed his glasses, as both men squinted in the late afternoon sun. The Sun was at John’s back, as Jimmy squinted into the full force of the afternoon Sun, along with a moderate breeze straight into his face.

John’s left hand came up to his chin, as he slowly rubbed it with his index finger, taking in the little ‘boy’. While Ashley had done a good job of cleaning him up, and making him more presentable, this ‘kid’ clearly needed much work. He didn’t fit in here, not yet anyway.

“Jimmy, I will be very frank with you, and I don’t want you to be offended, for what I say, and may ask you to do, is ultimately for your benefit. Do you understand?” Asked John, as Jimmy looked on. Wondering where this all was headed.

“Okay. I trust you.” Said Jimmy, noticing his left hand was shaking. Something that had never happened before.

“Trust? Trust is earned, it’s not given. I haven’t given you anything to trust. Other than some money, but you can’t purchase trust. To a degree, you can buy loyalty, but trust is a different matter. In fact, I’m surprised you gifted your home, and land, to a neighbor. You did this before even meeting me. Without knowing my full intentions. That displays risk, and I don’t want reckless behavior. The potential for money does not endear trust, nor should it embolden risk. You must learn to be careful. Do you understand?” Asked Johnathon, revealing he knows much more than Jimmy was aware of.

“Yes sir.” Replied Jimmy, uncomfortable, as Johnathan continued to ‘examine’ him.

“I’m sorry for the passing of your mother. I know she was not well. I am aware that you alone, kept the household functioning since you were fourteen years old. Incredible, how quickly you understood your predicament, and what it would take to survive. I admire you for that. You lost much of your youth, you had to grow up fast, while some looked down upon you. And from the bottom you rise, to be here, and the incredible chance you took in coming here.” Said Johnathan, pausing …

“Before me, I see a boy. Still a teenager, but very different. He understands things others don’t see, nor observe. He protects, yet takes risks. He is either very brave, stupid, or foolish, or combination of all three. Or maybe, he is something else altogether.”

“To be blunt, your appearance needs improvement. From the neck up. I’m suggesting a rhinoplasty, with possible extension of the lower jaw. Clearly new glasses, Lasik, or contacts. Your glasses are beyond nerdy, an extension of the 1960’s, and not in a good way. From the neck down, a complete rebuild, personal trainer, change in diet. Rosa has been informed to keep you on a healthy diet. Any attempt by you to subvert this, will not be tolerated. As you are now, you’re not up to my personal expectations. Not that I am surprised. You are a survivor. I believe you are stronger than most. Your journey begins here. You can either embrace it, or waste … what others would kill for. It all depends upon you.”

Johnathan hit Jimmy with truth, and sometimes that hurts. While Jimmy was still attempting to come to terms with what was said, his mind swirling, he didn’t hear all of what Johnathan said next, it was all word blur.

“I’m sorry sir. What did you say?” Asked Jimmy, his face pained.

“I said, I want to see it. Display it for me. After all … it’s why you’re here.” Said Johnathan a second time. If anything, John got to the point, blunt, decisive, and sure. His assessment and description of Jimmy was in many ways hurtful, yet spot on, and it had Jimmy’s organ in full retreat. Johnathan replaced his sunglasses, leaning back, eyeing the ‘boy’, whom was about to reveal his reason, and only reason for being here.

 

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“Of course.” Replied Jimmy, fumbling for his belt, the very belt Ashley gave him, along with the pants, and knee length boxers.

John knew what Jimmy packed, he had seen pictures, even a snippet of video, but all his cool, all his wealth and upbringing couldn’t prepare him for what came next. A very alarming, and disturbing show was about to begin. Some things in life, you simply have to see for yourself, this met that definition.

Firstly, Jimmy placed on his nerdy glasses. He wanted to see how the ‘boss’ would react to his mammoth prick. No amount of put downs, nor details about physical ‘improvements’ would matter much after this. Jimmy was sure of it, he was proud, he had every fucking right.

Johnathan sat back, eyes hidden behind his sunglasses, though squinting in thought, as Jimmy, standing in the open deck, lowered his pants, his soft cock still confined within his boxers, as he removed his shoes, then pants. The furrow on John’s brow was the result of the hideous outline in those loose boxers. Jimmy, purposely remained as soft as could be. He was testing even then, seeing what reaction he might get, as he partially lowered his boxers, revealing the fat base of his soft cock, which bulged outward over two massive balls.

Johnathan’s furrowed brow was increasing in intensity, his mouth starting to open, jaw slowly lowering, as Jimmy’s fat softy slowly came into view. Teasingly, ever so tauntingly, Jimmy lowered his boxers, his eyes locked onto the ‘boss’, gauging his physical response, for Johnathan’s gaze was directed onto the incredible display of mammoth soft cock before him.

Like anyone else, the length and girth were already huge, clearly outsized, staggering, at best, very abnormal, as Jimmy’s shaft began to appear. Finally, after the reveal of so many fat inches, the huge head met open air. Covered in foreskin, his flaccid size, simply astounding. Nine inches of thick soft cock dangled over two huge, fat balls. The left one, easily hung a third the way between his legs. Both had rubbed off what little hair the inside portion of his legs once had, as the huge prick moved in the wind. Slowly dancing back and forth in a rather stiff, somewhat irregular breeze.

Jimmy, had been standing some 12 feet away, the effect of his walking in closer showed the ‘boss’ adjusting himself. Jimmy inspired him, moved him, unlike any other, and worse still, the little fucker is completely soft. Jimmy stops a mere five feet from Johnathan, allowing his huge piece to collect itself and hang menacingly in front of him.

Jimmy grabbed the huge soft shaft and pulled it out, far away from his body. Johnathan didn’t say it … he mouthed the words ‘fuck me’ as his cock became instantly rock hard, painful in his pants, and more painful to witness this little shit pull his soft cock well past a foot. If size is what you want, what you’ve paid for, then size is what you will get.

Jimmy let the stud in him take over. Roles reversed in a nanosecond, as Jimmy willed his monstrous organ to grow. He had enough fuel. Ashley had him in a near constant state of arousal the entire trip. Besides that, this new ‘boss’, had trashed his look, belittled him. Fuck that. Jimmy had endured a lifetime of putdowns, he had enough of that shit already, besides, he wasn’t hired for his looks … he was hired for this …

Johnathan realized quite quickly, that pictures didn’t do the thing justice. His lower lip quivered, his mouth hung open in complete awe and wonder. The head coming into view, as the foreskin slowly unfurled, as the massive tool flexed, and distended, the fucking thing was already thick enough, but still, it kept growing, thicker, longer, it slides past a foot with ease, it becomes apparent, that there is still much to go, it doesn’t know when to quit, it’s still lengthening, twisting, it looks so fucking heavy, so delicious, with a beauty that matches the mountains that surround them. He admires, he lusts, he gawks, he drools like all who have seen it. He’s lost his place, as this ‘kid’s’ massive tool passes into gargantuan, and beyond.

He gasps as Jimmy’s hands grasp the thickening organ. Already, its beginning was many times Johnathan’s size, now, as it continues to fill out, the sheer volume is astounding. As this ‘dwarf’ of a man, completely and utterly dwarfs all challengers. He gets it now, the heft, heat, the completely beyond description aspects of the surging organ.

Jimmy is prodding and pumping the fucking thing to ever greater dimensions. He slowly lowers it, the head is forming a large dollop of precum, the head itself would fill his palm, the thickness is astounding, yet increasing, Jimmy lets the gargantuan beast prick hang, the head is well below his knees, as that first large dollop of precum begins to fall at his feet. The veins, once barely visible, now liter the fucking thing. An enormity so great, that Johnathan’s heart is pounding, his disbelief, as his lofty expectations are shattered.

This … is exactly what you paid for, and just maybe, the slightest taste of buyers of remorse begins to creep in.

Jimmy is the man. You know that now. In this, your home, your castle, your paradise, you begin to realize the monster you’ve acquired. He not only dwarfs you. He fucking owns you, his ‘disease’, is filling your brain with unforgettable, life altering images. Your eyes can’t leave it, your mind is jelly, your will, completely evaporated. This little fucking freak is devastating. No wonder the ‘team’ you sent to visit him had trouble describing the ‘Jimmy’ effect. All your money, and perceived power is at risk, and you don’t even realize it.

Jimmy knows. He’s seen it before, unlike the pictures, this is real, terrifyingly exciting and erotic. From this ‘boy’ comes an unheard-of, completely intimidating and emasculating erection, the likes of which can only be seen to be believed, and even then, it belies comprehension, so utterly huge, so far above any possibility, that your insides are binding up, unimaginable, that anyone, even a giant of man, could possess something so fantastically massive.

To be sure you know, and better understand this, he must use both hands to bring it upward, to show you the entire, full beast dick he possesses. You aren’t aware of anything else, as your pathetic little dick shoots its snot in your pants, he has completely overwhelmed your senses.

A small amount of drool spills from your mouth, while one hand covers your orgasm, the other must be used to cover the embarrassing fall of your spit. Your eyes widen, as you witness the already monstrous organ distend even further, and the whole time, only until this ‘event’ is over, do begin to realize, you never heard him utter a single word. ‘It’ did all the talking for him, and it screamed and announced his powerful arrival as the sexual maelstrom he would undoubtably unleash. His flesh sledge hammer is truly magnificent. Of all the things you have seen, this is the most remarkable, bone shaking moment of your life, as this stallion of a ‘boy’, brings his gargantuan weapon to its full unholy size.

It silently taunts you, this ‘beast’ has captured your sexual soul, your heart pounds, tortured, your eyes must be damaged, this vision an illusion, as the mighty prick reaches further from his slim, seemingly weak body. His hands are holding far too much cock, this can’t be real, your eyes cannot process all this properly, maybe it’s the altitude, as the sun encased organ drips streams of precum from the completely swollen head. Prisms of light dance in the falling strands, as the fucking thing expands to a near complete, mind numbing hardness, and with its gross size, is the unspeakable beauty, it is easily the most mesmerizing, and enticing vision you’ve ever seen, and all, from a slight, unseemly little ‘boy’.

You remember the young girl whom you sent to be with him. The withering, incoherent, rambling report of her experience, how useless she appeared to be afterwards, her report seemed delusional, it couldn’t be true, but it’s you who see it, as the fucking thing drips in front of you, over 18 fat inches of massive hard dick, that even now continues to fill out, and become darker in color.

He walks in, and slowly lowers the heavy, surreal prick between his skinny thighs, his nuts are restless underneath the fat prick, while the head leaks upon your spotless deck, soiling it with a seemingly endless supply of precum. The weight, the sheer size and scope ensure that your little cock cums a second time, this time, is more embarrassing than the first, you weren’t even aware that you pawed, and rubbed your pathetic cock almost continuously after your first orgasm. Jimmy finds it amusing. Your breath is rapid, as you witness this impossible event, as the huge prick strains to rise, the wind at your back is making it sway like a tree limb. You shudder at the implications.

Soon after, your self-control completely erased, your second oyster spills out from your jerking little cock which strains within your soiled pants. As this massive prick delivers it powerful message like an atom bomb, it’s crystal clear, you have found the ultimate weapon, upon a body better suited to be a horse jockey, than a stud. He shows you, with instant clarity, that he is no ‘little boy’. He stuns and shocks you to your core, as he pulls back, then finishes the job in front of you.

Glorious, is this massive prick, as he tweaks, prods, and excites the horrific thing towards an unholy, immaculate erection. He teases, taunts, and excites beyond imagination, as the now gargantuan organ reaches it pinnacle. His fuel is the silent, all-encompassing dominance he commands, as he imagines Ashley’s top to bottom elegance and perfection, and the most beautiful thing he has to offer in tribute … as the massive organ builds to an orgasm, reaching out longer, and thicker than ever.

The first mighty pulse travels over six feet from his body, and is grasped by the wind. His twisted seed carried in a mountain breeze and off the edge of your deck. As that image is indelibly left, you witness pulse after pulse of cum forcefully released in a near endless stream into the bright afternoon sky. This place, this deck, this scene before you will forever be changed, as this ‘little’ man’s massive prick is emptied before you.

Much more than you expected, shockingly so, as he prods the ejaculating organ towards a complete, and mind-numbing amount of warm, drenching semen. To top it off, he releases the still sturdy, horrifically aroused organ. The head is mere inches from the deck. The huge head continues to spurt and leak his mighty load, as his flesh fire hose, sways like the hellish monster it is, and takes from you something you never thought could be harmed.

You get it now; you see, and fully understand why your people had trouble describing him adequately. You also feel the pain, and complete indelible stain, of being incredibly upstaged, his huge hammer diminishes you, lessens you. He has said nothing until now, and when he speaks, you fucking listen.

You gulp, your head moving from the insanely fat base to the end of his gargantuan organ. Your entire head moves, as your eyes gather in the endless fat prick. Astonished, as it continues to leak, the head is well below his knees, it’s overwhelming, over powering, as this little nothing, stands before you with an impossibly huge organ, annoyed, that he has to repeat himself, since you hesitate to respond, for he is exactly as you were earlier, having to repeat himself.

 

[checkin]

“I said, I can go again, do you want me to go again?” Asked Jimmy, knowing full well the terrifyingly erotic effect he had on his new ‘boss’. Johnathan was fooling himself to think he was in charge; he didn’t know it, nor would dare acknowledge it, but this ‘demonstration’ had permanently reversed roles. Jimmy knew it, he stood smugly by, pushing his glasses up his nose, as his massive prick remained hard, ferociously tempting. The little shit felt his newfound power, he had succeeded, it was easy, and he would never be looked down again by his new ‘boss’. He smugly, and rightly determined his place on the alpha chain, and it was on top. For as short, and unappealing he was, once exposed, he ‘owned’ them, owned them all.

The ‘boss’ had to collect himself, his awestruck eyes, hiding behind his glasses, struggling to come to terms with what just happened. He gawked longingly at the hanging, swaying, insanely monstrous organ, unable to avert his gaze, nor give commentary, nor directions. His pathetic little cock, remained hard, covered in the cooling swirl of his two orgasms. He had been dominated, completely run over, hauntingly diminished.

It took at least five minutes, as Jimmy stood meekly nearby, becoming increasingly impatient, his massive cannon having barely retreated. Ultimately, Johnathan gave Jimmy his leave, and sent a message to Rosa to prepare the bath, and fix Jimmy a healthy Mexican style dinner. She was ordered to avoid him at this time, and keep herself in the kitchen and dining area of the home until Jimmy was ready to eat. Johnathan forgot one thing, the most important, and very reason for Jimmy’s hire. He had yet to lay out his expectations for Jimmy.

He was shell shocked, lost track of where, and whom he was, and the task at hand. He was wealthy, powerful, he mingled with these same types of people, and always held his own, but now, he had been bested, and severely upstaged by a little waif of a ‘man’, whom possessed a truly gargantuan, succulent, mind-altering all-powerful tool. The true dimensions of which, as horrendously surreal as they ultimately were, altered the course of the conversation, their relationship, and disturbed the natural order.

While Johnathan’s orders to Rosa puzzled her, she did as she was told. Johnathan had enough of his wits to understand that Jimmy couldn’t appear to her like this, in this state. Johnathan was unsettled, he wasn’t prepared for that much sweet, succulent, beautiful, completely oversized dick. Nor his reaction. He’s 55, he doesn’t cum in his pants, not since his teen years. He quickly reviewed how he must have appeared. The little shit embarrassed him, silently shamed him, and horrifically dwarfed him. No man, no matter their stature in life, likes to be challenged, not in this way, not ever. Johnathan didn’t know how seriously he was humiliated; this was just a taste, a silent, sinister beginning.

Jimmy dressed out on the deck, and eventually walked out of the mansion into a slowly setting sun. Rosa made his meal, while Jimmy showered in his new home. His cock needed relief, he thought better of showing it to Rosa. Unknown to him, Rosa was supposed to leave him after he finished his meal. He hadn’t even been given a tour of his new digs, so after Rosa departed, he stripped, and walked the halls naked, his massive prick semi erect, nearly a foot long, slapping to and fro.

Great meal, great view, he gazed up at the big house, wondering if Johnathan was watching him. All the staff apparently away, allowing Jimmy to explore, inside and out, his new home. He ended up poolside at roughly 10PM. He didn’t see any cameras, so after looking around to ensure no one was around, he removed his robe and shorts, and skinny dipped in the heated pool. Leaning back, floating into a starlit sky, his massive tool bobbing in the water. He loved this place, this feeling, this … is how it’s supposed to be. His cock lay out between his skinny thighs, all of nine flaccid inches, mammoth, mouthwatering, leaving its own wake in the water as he lay back.

In the security room of the mansion, sat Johnathan, watching remotely, admiring this ‘boys’ incredibly massive tool, as the ‘boy’ emerged from the water. The soft monster, pendulous, powerful, as it swayed beneath him. Its tapping along both his thighs, the pictures so clear, Johnathan could see dripping water fall from the humongous tool, and the separate trails of water from each of Jimmy’s mammoth balls. He zoomed in, the ultimate creep, to perv over the barely nineteen-year old’s mammoth prick.

The moment, inspired Jimmy, as he lay back in a lounge chair poolside, and proceeded to masturbate his mammoth pole to a horrifically aroused state. Jimmy was having a very good day, as the fucking thing extended farther and farther from his little body, until a truly massive orgasm powerfully ejected from the spasming fat tool into the dark night and the stars above. Johnathan was right there with him. Zooming in upon the mammoth horse dick, shuddering and shaking in his own orgasm, his little dick raw, in appreciation, and awe of this little fellows gargantuan weapon.

His lustful desires were hiding, and shrouding the truth from him. He had allowed a wolf into his lair. A small man, with a beyond enormous, bursting tool, that captured a place in your mind you will never erase, nor get back. Johnathan, will get more than he paid for, no amount of money, pride, nor self-control will save him. Johnathan didn’t have the whole picture, for he was upwind of Jimmy when out on the balcony. A tremendous, unforced, unintended mistake.

Jimmy’s scent, his all controlling ‘pheromones’, were never experienced by Johnathan on this day. The winds carried away Jimmy’s hidden, most blinding, most dangerous, imposing, and mind altering weapon. Johnathan was already shaken, and had yet to experience the ‘full Jimmy.’ Johnathan continues to perve over the undersized scrawny teen, watching from inside as his home, as Jimmy jerks his monstrous organ to wicked, sinful thoughts of Ashley.

Jimmy massive load is reaching its end, the pulses of his mammoth prick slow, as the last of his load trickles out the head, down the shaft, and over Jimmy’s hands. He works it in, as Johnathan continues to adore, and lust after Jimmy’s mammoth horse cock. Johnathan is exhausted, he is ready to call it a night, as Jimmy lays his monstrous fat dick up his little body. His head barely comes up, so his tongue can reach the fat head of his colossal prick. Johnathan’s head is going back and forth, ‘NO … that’s not possible, he can’t!!!’

Johnathan’s little dick is surging, as he sees Jimmy’s hands come in, and hold aloft his horrifically huge prick, to repeat his prior masturbation session, and unwittingly showcase the full, completely spine-chilling size he can attain. His second session lasted longer, and produced a clearly impossible enormity, that completely drained Johnathan, and shook him to his core, as Jimmy’s load came cascading down upon the deck area of the pool. He knows. You should fear him, for what just happened, is but a mere taste of what’s to come.

He can’t tear himself away from the slight teen, who now hoses off the deck area, removing the sickening load that once littered the area around him. Still, it hangs over a foot, incredibly fat, slapping against his skinny thighs as he runs he hose, his load litters a large area, and as Johnathan watched, he switched to the view inside the home as Jimmy eventually retreats inside. He had all the angles, all the views he would require, and turned up the audio, for as Jimmy left the shower, his mammoth tool was ready for more, and Jimmy did just that, abusing his mammoth pole, a third time, and your view this time is better than any from outside, it’s chilling, disturbing, unnatural, as Jimmy calls out one name over and over … “Ashley … Ashley … Ashley …”

His recovery, impossible.

His dimensions, impossible.

You are a grown man, you do not perv, nor observe, nor obsess over anyone in this manner, but the chair you sit in is wet with your sweat, a pile of damp, and soiled Kleenex lay atop your desk, you have cum thrice more since you first saw him, and your pathetic little cock is having a serious case of the ‘dry heaves’. You are unable to produce semen anymore, as your dinklet pulses in dry orgasms over his mammoth prick, yet this little waif, is able to produce massive, disgustingly huge loads. Even after he cums a third time, he plays with, and admires the ungodly massive organ

 

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You can scarcely believe it actually happened. Even after witnessing, first hand, the sweet gargantuan organ in all it’s glory, you are still amazed at your new ‘toy’. The pounding in your head is the impossibility of it all. Why? How the hell did this little shit get hit by the huge dick fairy so many fucking times. Your face is coming in closer to the screen, your head near exploding in want. Jealous you are, fearful of what you might do, to honor this little man, and his humongous fat prick.

Jimmy knows, he blinds you to what you should rightly fear, and still, you do not see, and soon, he will control you, and you allowed it to happen, allowed this ‘thing’ into your nest, your happy home. You have spent the entire evening watching him from afar, too timid, too afraid to act. You only stop, when he turns out the light, and goes into a deep slumber. You sit in darkness, disturbed by what you’ve seen, your cock … pathetic, unworthy, confusion fills your mind. Never before, have you been so aroused, nor excited.

You don’t understand the ‘poison’ that infects you, worse still, you aren’t even fully infected. You’re only experienced the sight of the beyond mammoth cock that enthralls, and traps you. Unaware, of the sinister, invisible ‘force’ he will ultimately unleash into the very air you breath.

Whatever Jimmy and I exude, it erodes all resistance. That first time Vicky and I were with Jimmy’s gargantuan aroused cock, Victoria saw me kneel before Jimmy, and partake of his mammoth prick. I’m not gay, yet, I had no other path to take. I was driven to pleasure him, to satisfy a sudden urge, that came completely out of left field. She didn’t bat an eye, she immediately ‘understood’, she got it. I knelt down, and chewed, stroked and serviced his cock like my very life depended upon it. I took his sweet load into my mouth, and directed his mammoth leavings upon my body. I had no shame, no remorse.

And I don’t to this day. I was ‘infected’ and even after the infection cleared, I was fine with it. I would do it again. Sexual orientation doesn’t mean a fucking thing when Jimmy and I are aroused, and if you’re able to be infected, you’ll do anything to satisfy the owner of said equipment. ANYTHING.

It’s the same for Jimmy and I. We don’t care whom tends to our needs, we simply want followers, to be adored. It empowers us, makes us stronger, adding a sinister confidence, and pride. It flows through us, just as it flows through our victims. We are inebriated with ‘power’, we only know we produce this effect, and are driven to do, and act out things we could, or would never do before. We will lather anyone in our baby batter, and with this ‘power’, it allows us choice, so we chose who can be with us, and discard like trash, those whom displease us. Vain, vile, pretentious, self-centered … Jimmy and I are all of the above. We can be, and we are. I have lived in Jimmy’s shoes, and I’ve filled them with more ‘man’ than Jimmy ever was.

I am infinitely better looking, a muscled beast, with an incredibly fat, and continually growing cock. I don’t bother to measure myself. What’s the fucking point? We have no conscience, we know the women we infect lose all sense of reality, for no sane woman would dare couple with men so overequipped as Jimmy and I clearly are. Yet they do. As for the men, straight as an arrow meets ‘infection’ and their life long straightness, is instantly dispensed with infinite ease. I know what it feels like, the ‘trip’ Jimmy must feel, as bigger, stronger men, kneel down, and service his gargantuan flesh cannon.

Those whom once tortured, and ridiculed him, become subservient bitches. Crawling back, wanting more, to be with him, honored, that they might partake of his hellishly massive prick.

I know what awaits John Stephens. If he thought this taste was bitter, what will follow will be many times worse. An avalanche of submissiveness, and helplessness awaits him. He will melt away, as Jimmy takes and takes.

John Stephens … what comes next, is all on you. The genie … is out of the bottle, and no, you don’t get three wishes, but you will have one wish, that you’ll never be able to take, nor put back in the bottle, that you allowed this ‘little man’ into your once safe world, for Jimmy … is only beginning to consume …

 

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Destruction of an Alpha man has begun and he doesn't have a clue.......yet.

 

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Nothing but Pain

Jimmy wondered when it would start. He pictured, or should I say, imagined, probably rightly so, endless sexual encounters with celebrities, models, only the ‘best’ people. Which would include his employer, as he either joined in, or merely looked on, jerking his cock, and egging Jimmy on. But the reality was quite different. John Stephens left two days after Jimmy’s arrival, but not before briefly outlining what he expected of Jimmy in the following weeks.

The first was a doctor’s visit, and yes, another physical. Only this time, it was to ensure Jimmy was physically ready for surgery. Just six days after arriving, Jimmy had a rhinoplasty, his big nose was no more. His recovery would take 5 to 6 weeks. Five to six weeks with no sex, no exercise, five or six weeks of simmering frustration. Some ‘sexual holiday’, his fantasies were limited to the past, and mostly to the one person he saw every single day. Rosa.

John left out the ‘other’ part. The very reason Jimmy was here, and what was expected of him sexually. It turned out; Johnathan wasn’t expecting this much ‘Jimmy’. Until he had seen it in the flesh, he had no real conception, nor full idea, of how he would react, nor the true nature of what he had gotten himself into. He was pondering a course change. Jimmy upset his initial plans for him, so much so, that even after a full two days of contemplation, the time allowed simply wasn’t enough to come to a thorough determination. It not only left Jimmy hanging, it left Rosa in dangerously close proximity to the beast, Taylor without of a lover, in a new town with no job, no friends, with little to do but wait. Frustration.

Rosa.

She had no idea why Jimmy was there, his purpose a complete mystery. She couldn’t ask, so she didn’t. She felt for him after his surgery, and Jimmy? He found, much to his dismay, that he couldn’t enjoy his mighty 'friend' as often, nor to the degree with which he was most comfortable. He read, he watched TV, he rarely surfed the net on his phone. The pain behind his eyes, and deep into his skull, made it hard to sleep. He didn’t think this surgery necessary, but as he healed, and the bruising, and swelling receded, he saw himself as much more attractive, more ‘normal’.

Rosa found herself attracted to Jimmy within the first few days. Not right away, but she was finding herself dreaming of him sexually. How odd she thought, but what she didn’t understand was the proximity. She was inside the house with the beast. His many loads deposited into the very air of the home. His ‘stink’ had enveloped her, and secretly infected her. She was helpless, and clueless. She wanted him, badly, flirted with him, found herself fantasizing, almost always hot and bothered. Frustration was a common theme amongst those in ‘Jimmy land.’

While being with him wasn’t forbidden as such, it was not encouraged, and it bothered her … ‘why is he here? He doesn’t do anything.’ All the help were asking the same question. Most bothersome for Rosa, was a deep-seated attraction, one so strong, and silent, she was afraid, and always on guard, so as to not offend him. Mostly, what held her in check, was the belief that he was Johnathan Stephen’s son. She could neither see, nor assume any other reason for Jimmy’s sudden entry into their world.

Rosa complimented him often, and he enjoyed hearing it from her. In one of his first trips out with his new nose, he had on some sharp dress clothes Ashley had selected for him, and as he sat inside a restaurant, something he never expected, nor had ever happened to him before occurred.

Jimmy blushed, as a pretty young girl, probably sixteen or seventeen, flashed him an inviting, very approving look. Something like that, never happened, unless of course, his mammoth prick was in view. If she only knew, he wondered, his hammer expanding under the table. His smaller nose, made him appear younger, something he dreaded. But his looks were much improved. He was on a strict diet from Rosa, and this meal, was his only deviation for the past 5 weeks, a reward of sorts. As week six came into view, post-surgery, Jimmy would soon find a new ‘pain’. It came in the form of JT. Jacob Tanner.

Jacob, was Jimmy’s personal fitness trainer. Under John Stephen’s command, he had conspired with Rosa, to trim off the baby fat from Jimmy’s unathletic body. Preparing Jimmy for his upcoming arduous workouts. The very kind celebrities use, to get themselves in shape for movie rolls.

JT arrived on exactly the sixth week of Jimmy’s arrival. He knew of Jimmy, and had a basic understanding of what he was working with. Jimmy was a lump, a piece of clay to be molded, and formed into a mass of muscle. It wouldn’t happen overnight, and JT, couldn’t believe the money. Three times his normal rate.

Rosa, was surprised when Ashley informed her to retreat to her residence whenever JT was ‘in house’. This surprised Ashely as well, but ‘the boss’, wanted it that way. Jimmy was still very much a mystery. The rumor mill on ‘the ranch’ figured Jimmy was an illegitimate child. John Stephen’s bastard son. It made complete sense. There was nothing special about Jimmy to the naked eye, and he did absolutely nothing inside his home that resembled any kind of ‘work’.

Rosa departed the guest house on cue, as JT arrived in his Jeep Wrangler. He came out, muscled, firm, his physique, cut from Adonis, as a light snow began to fall. Jimmy watched from inside. This was his new ‘friend’ for the foreseeable future. He hoped they would get along. JT reminded Jimmy of people his own age, in shape, good looking, whom were his ‘natural’ enemies, the very ones that belittled him, made him feel inadequate.

Jimmy also had another concern, he naturally wondered how to broach the subject of his mammoth cock. He wondered if JT had any clue of what lay underneath. It couldn’t be hidden, nor ignored, it would ‘get in the way’. As Jimmy approached the door to answer JT’s ring, his huge pole rubbed against his left leg with each step, as Jimmy contemplated how to best broach the subject.

“Hey man! I’m Jacob, but please, call me JT. You and I are going to be fitness buddies for the foreseeable future. Great place ya got here.” Said JT, his smile, and firm grip made a good first impression upon Jimmy. His friendly nature seemed genuine, and true.

“Thanks.” Replied Jimmy, his vocabulary short. Another of his first impressions was of intimidation. JT was good looking, and as he removed his coat. Jimmy could see the bulging arms, slim waist and bursting thighs of JT. Clearly, JT got whatever girl or man he wanted, he guessed JT to be 23 or 24 years old. He wasn’t even close.

“How old are you?” Inquired Jimmy, as JT began to remove his boots, and place on some fitness shoes.

“I’m 36. Father of 3. I don’t wear my wedding ring, since it could interfere with our workouts. Been married to my high school sweetheart for 16 years now.” Replied JT, as Jimmy took in JT’s towering muscled form. His hammer began to surge. He liked what he saw, and imagined himself being just like JT. Muscled, rugged, strikingly handsome.

“Okay, today will be … uummmm mostly an easy day. Simply stretching you out, allowing me to get an idea of your flexibility and strength, getting a feel for where we stand. Cardio, flexibility, combined with strength training. You’re going to add lean muscle, flexibility, and are well prepared, since I conspired with Rosa to adjust your diet. You’re going to notice the caloric intake take off during this period as we pack on some muscle, and set you on a path to a lifetime of fitness. Junk food, will be just that, it will be junk to you. You will despise it, loath it, and stand far above the rest of the crowd.” Said JT, his sales speech well tested, as he sized up Jimmy’s weak form, knowing his work was cut out for him.

“Wow. I’m already tired.” Said Jimmy, as JT laughed, but his face turned serious, as he asked something Jimmy didn’t expect …

 

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“Um, Mr. Stephens mentioned to me, that you have … um, a really large penis, and that it would be impossible for me, or us, to avoid it. Rest assured; I haven’t spoken with anyone else on the ranch about it, nor will I. That subject is taboo, strictly off the table, that’s why Rosa will not be present when I’m here, so this remains strictly between you and me. But he was adamant, that you’re so overequipped, that I would see it within the first few minutes of working with you, and that it should be discussed, and understood before we get started.” Stated JT, as Jimmy looked on, relieved that this ‘issue’ was out in the open, but knowing the incredible nature of what he enjoyed, might flip a latent, hidden, long dormant switch inside JT, one that he was unaware of.

“Yeah, I got a big one. I doubt you’ll believe it, until you’ve seen it.” Replied Jimmy, rather calmly. For he knew that JT, like all the others, could become victim, ensnarled in the life altering gargantuan prick he possessed.

JT also didn’t understand, nor have any inkling, to the enormous shift that was about to take place. JT was the alpha in the room. There was no disputing it. Taller, good looking, riddled with cuts over his entire body. Older, smarter, he made his hefty income by changing minds and bodies, molding his clients into fit beasts. Jimmy was no threat. Big dick? Big deal. He’s got everything else. The good-looking wife, three great kids, he’s on top of the world.

“Okay, so I guess I should show you what I’m carrying.” Replied Jimmy, calmly reaching in for his knee length workout shorts, and underwear. Unorthodox to say the least, but Jimmy was taking it literally, and figuratively, and while JT wanted to protest, to ensure Jimmy that it wasn’t necessary for him to see it, he was undoubtedly curious, mostly due to the way in which Mr. Stephen’s described the damn thing. Jimmy wanted it out of the way, but that could never happen without consequences, for what JT is about to see, will change everything.

JT’s confidence reigns supreme, no matter what this ‘kid’ packed, it wouldn’t change the pecking order. JT stands a very solid five foot ten. He intimidates men much larger and heavier than himself. He carries ‘guns’, bulging cuts, chiseled ripped abs, he is a sexy beast from all angles. Everywhere he goes, heads turn, both sexes love looking at him. He knows it all too well. He holds the cards. He even held them over Jimmy’s boss, or so he thought. A fit body has no real competition, be it money, or the power it infers. You carry it with you every day, every waking moment. JT is the very essence of the guys you see on the cover of those fitness mags. Big dick? Big deal.

JT is curious, his head tilts slightly, as his strong heart skips a beat, for what slowly comes into view is astounding. Soft, fat, huge dick, it shows give and is still coming into view. Like all the others, his jaw drops, his eyes narrow, as he slowly comes in closer. Jimmy lowers his shorts somewhat slowly, purposefully, teasing the senses as you adjust to the impossible sight, and before JT could react, there it was, all nine plus soft, inviting, insidious thick inches. The damn thing even showcases indentations, where Jimmy’s underwear cut into the stupendous fucking thing.

Understandably, JT can’t believe what is happening, the damn thing is impossibly huge. Like all the rest, he eyes it with complete disbelief. He remembers what Mr. Stephens had said at the conclusion of his interview with JT after he hired him to train Jimmy one on one …

“Jimmy is under my employ for his mammoth cock. None of my staff, know of his endowment, and you will not discuss this with anyone. I cannot describe it adequately. You’re simply going to have to see it. Jimmy goes beyond enormous. There are simply no words that can adequately prepare you.” Said John Stephens, his words were ringing in JT’s ears. Mr. Stephens was exactly right, there is no way to properly prepare someone for something like this.

The fat shaft was supported by two impossibly huge balls, that propped up, and allowed the thick softy to curve to the left. The entire apparatus went beyond enormous. This ‘kid’ is soft. The thing dangles, and moves to the slightest provocation. Apparently uncircumcised, the head his shrouded in foreskin. It is breathtaking. A perfect phallus. Formed beautifully, menacing, your eyes are drawn to it. Your body responds. Your own cock has instantly risen, and you are embarrassed, since you’re not wired that way, yet you have no control to your response, and are immediately intimidated, for you carry but a mere fraction of what protrudes, and hangs so heavily, from this ‘boy’.

In mere seconds, you are humbled, you see it stir and flex. As he kicks aside his shorts and underwear, you begin to realize, that you should say something, anything, to protest, before this goes too far, but you can’t. Your will to stop what is already in motion is destroyed, your will to take control of this situation has been obliterated. The only parts of you moving are your heart and chest as you breath deep breaths, and the uncomfortable movement of your confined, and now raging hard cock.

Instantly ripped to a full hardness, all over this … this ungodly huge prick, that begins to fill out, and distend towards the floor. You are helpless to stop it. Your strength and will to resist run over, as this skinny, unmuscled little fuck, displays his horribly massive, emasculating masterpiece.

JT’s left hand unconsciously massages his near fully hard cock. Stunned is he, as the mammoth organ twists lower and lower. The thickness was astounding to begin with. For as it lengthens, closer and closer to the floor, there should be a limit reached, a point when this madness should end. JT shudders, as the massive head is fully exposed, and distends further, clearing Jimmy’s knees with ease, as the gargantuan tool must surely be finished. Mutant, a filthy monstrosity.

Jimmy is many times greater than JT, or any man for that matter, and yet, it continues to grow. It is unusable, unsafe, this ‘child’ should faint. JT gulps, he never wanted to be with a man until this moment. The sheer size and heft astounded him, just as it should. Jimmy saw JT’s pained eyes, as Jimmy allowed his mammoth prick to expand, and distend further and further. Fatter, longer, disturbingly gargantuan. JT understood, he got it now, this is the game changer of game changers. He realizes he wants this fucking thing. To hold, explore and lavish this monstrous organ for days on end.

Sadly, JT was too close, his nostrils fill with his lungs in deep breaths, and with it, the infection that Jimmy exudes from his pores. It hits hard, the ‘dose’, fatal, as JT falls into huge cock lust. His mind lost any will to resist, it is ‘nature’ that overrides him. His eyes tell all, as the humongous organ continues to fill out. He gulps, his excitement, and disbelief are getting greater with each passing second.

Jimmy lets it hang. Silently displaying his mammoth hammer. He has surpassed seventeen inches. Completely untouched. It twists underneath him, the huge head is showing the first dollop of precum, as Jimmy stands confidently, smug in his satisfaction. In less than a minute, he’s placed himself atop the alpha food chain. Impossible is this turn. Yet they both know it, as JT’s little cock so urgently wants to explode within his hyper tight fitting workout shorts.

JT rubs out his little organ, as it spurts in honor of this unholy huge mammoth prick, the growing oyster is readily apparent, as Jimmy smirks, and picks up his mountainous prick in both his hands, and propels it past its present, ungodly huge size. Milking, stroking, and prodding his mammoth prick, adding even more dick to his already horrifically gargantuan fucking size. He hasn’t been with anyone except a single jerk off session in front of John Stephens over five weeks ago.

 

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He lustfully, longingly displays his still erecting monster. He wants to show JT every delicious, incredibly fat inch. He’s just showing off now, and he had more than plenty to disrupt, and utterly destroy the taller, stronger, incredibly fit personal trainer. Jimmy was loving it, every fucking second, and each deliciously cruel moment. More cruel and unusual is the air, as Jimmy’s taint is left upon JT’s startled body and mind. JT is fatally, completely infected.

JT was the deer in the headlights. He wasn’t fast enough, nor able to deny whom had bested him, he watched, as they all had before him. JT was road kill. Run over. Entranced at Jimmy’s continued display, as the already mammoth prick distended ever further, with added girth and heft. Jimmy’s tool bent all laws of nature, and fair play. There was nothing ‘fair’ about this. The huge dollop of precum had fallen long ago, as more and more of Jimmy’s leaking tool fell in long breaking strands to the floor below.

Speechless, JT continued to rub and work his pathetic dick. JT had to rub the tears from his eyes, as Jimmy’s long layoff, resulted in a completely expected, hugely satisfying relief. Jimmy wanted so badly to show Rosa, Ashley, or anyone his gargantuan prick. His audience of one, never knew, nor dared expect this horrific turn of events. No man, no matter how grossly muscled, wealthy, nor good looking, could ever cast doubt on his ultimate, unshakeable grip, of his superior masculinity. That is … until right now.

This shallow, weak bodied freak, has dominated him. He wants it, must have it, as the massive tool is brought to almost full size. Jimmy prods, and manipulates the fucking thing to beyond disturbing dimensions. Absorbing, acquiring, and taking the dominate role he masterfully assumes. JT has all that Jimmy lacks, but the one thing Jimmy holds, has obliterated all of JT’s cards. Jimmy’s deck is full of ‘wild cards’, as he continues to dominate, the older, extremely fit male. To ensure his hold … Jimmy does what came naturally to him …

“On your knees. Honor it.” Said Jimmy, releasing his mammoth prick, letting it collide with his shins, as it leaked upon the floor. JT didn’t move. Doubtless, the command he heard was reverberating in his ears, and a sweet relief, for it was exactly what he secretly wanted to hear.

“JT … on your knees.” Ordered Jimmy a second time, as JT, without hesitation, dropped down and grasped the gargantuan tool. He heard Jimmy that time, Jimmy’s ‘infection’ in total command, as Jimmy patted JT’s head with his right hand, guiding him to the improbably massive cannon. JT gasped, the thickness and heat were incredible, festooned with bulging veins, its skin so soft and supple, JT was having his ‘fuck me’ moment, as he struggled to come to terms with this beyond enormous offering.

JT’s well-worn hands couldn’t begin to encircle the hot shaft. Jimmy, suddenly towered over him, his complete control, consummated by the clearly submissive male. As JT licked, explored, and probed the flexing, impossibly gargantuan tool. Jimmy looked straight ahead, his eyes closing, as JT administered to the monstrous organ.

“Ever been with a man before?” Asked Jimmy, already knowing the answer, for JT clearly wasn’t experienced in this arena. Jimmy knew all the ‘tells’, as JT uttered his first words since Jimmy’s ungodly reveal of his gargantuan beast prick.

“NO … never. I’m not gay … I’m not gay … I’m not gay.” Repeated JT, as his mouth went silent upon its return to Jimmy’s inflating masterpiece. ‘Keep telling yourself that.’ Thought Jimmy, as JT gave the huge prick it’s due in spit, and continued adoration.

Jimmy pried the mammoth tool from JT, as JT looked up with puppy love eyes, wondering why he was being punished. “Go after the twins, lather them up good, real good, then I’ll give you a lesson on properly taking care of my mammoth prick, then I’ll lather you in a real good cum bath. A drenching, you’ll never be able to live down. Do as I say, go after it JT, lick those big balls.” Ordered Jimmy, as JT complied. Jimmy looked down, his control sickening, utterly dismissive of how it might appear, but he didn’t care. Jimmy’s balls flexed as he laughed to himself.

‘This is so fucking easy. I own this fucking bitch.’ Thought Jimmy, and he was right, as always, his tool surging to its full, and most disturbing dimensions. His long layoff, ensured a completely resounding full erection, the ultimate relief to finally show it someone. He had avoided Rosa, and only now, was he beginning to feel normal after his surgery.

“That’a boy, good boy, suck and lick, enjoy it, savor it, give them a good bath. Wet them up until they drip.” Said Jimmy, eyes closing. He didn’t care if it was man nor woman. He loved the control and adoration, of taking, and embarrassing the ones whom submitted without so much as whimper. All those ‘pretty’ people, whom used to dismiss him so easily. Not anymore, JT was ‘straight’, yet he fell into Jimmy’s trap with barely a word being spoken.

JT labored over Jimmy’s mammoth prick, as Jimmy led him around to servicing his gargantuan prick to his satisfaction. JT was a quick learner, as his face showed the awe and disbelief, it was his first time, his shock and awe already in full gear, yet his excitement, and ultimate disbelief, witnessing the already mammoth tool, expand yet further. Jimmy didn’t disappoint, he edged and edged, not allowing himself that sweet release. He wanted JT to see every straining inch of his nearly fully distended, and grossly mammoth prick. To allow the imagery, and superiority to fester within JT. There could only be one boss, so Jimmy took what was his, only one man can rule, and now is the time to set things straight, right and in order.

Jimmy showed off as he loved doing it. Dominatingly, with total finality, there was no doubt whom held the upper hand, as JT sat on his legs, in utter need of a man’s mammoth prick, something new, and wholly unexpected, as Jimmy’s surging tool, was nearing its pinnacle.

JT came at some point during all this, it was his second orgasm. All, within his soiled clothing. Jimmy looked down upon him, strutting, displaying his tortuously hyper inflated, mammoth prick. JT was whipped. Completely, utterly dick whipped.

Jimmy carried a smirk, as his hefty weapon neared release. JT’s big rough hands pulled the massive prick, nearly carrying Jimmy’s entire body along for the tug job of the century. More dick, equaled more admiration, more filling than any meal, as the now fully aroused member swelled towards full fucking size. Jimmy simply couldn’t help himself, as if he didn’t know already …

“JT? You ever been this excited before … in your entire life?” Asked Jimmy, looking down upon his muscled, handsome instructor, whom Jimmy was schooling in huge cock.

“Never … never like this … nothing has ever compared to this.” Said JT, with no hesitation, nor regrets, his hands grasping, and working the humongous prick that Jimmy allowed him to honor. JT was breathless, aiming the mammoth tool into his face, attempting to engulf the head, as Jimmy let go his massive prick into JT’s complete control, then releasing a tremendously wet, and heavy load into JT’s stunned face, as the shot’s pelted the back of his throat, as the astounding volume filled his mouth to overflowing. JT choked, and pulled free of the spurting horse dick, as its leavings began a filthy, surreal drenching of his body, and the floor underneath him.

“That’s right. MILK THAT HUGE FUCKER!!!” Yelled Jimmy, his eyes opening, as his personal trainer was lathered in hot man cream. Jimmy loved it, every fucking second. It was a long overdue release, as his drenching monster, flexed, and belched the last of his load. Jimmy’s hands joined JT’s to milk the last of his load from the titanic prick. Jimmy was every inch as hard, and as mammoth as he could be.

Proud, satisfied, Jimmy ordered JT to let go his gargantuan tool, ordering JT to get it, get all of it, with his mouth and mouth alone. As JT slurped, and suckled, and explored the horrendously massive prick. JT got down low, on his back, his head at Jimmy’s feet, as his mouth opened upon the broad fat leaking head, as Jimmy’s load still leached forth. Jimmy commenting …

“That’s a good boy, now go in with your tongue, and get the last of it.” Said Jimmy, masterfully taking command, as JT’s tongue dove into the half inch long slit, to collect and suck in the last of Jimmy’s drenching hot load. Jimmy liked the attention to detail, as JT continued sucking the huge head, gathering all he could from the twisting, bafflingly monstrous organ.

JT sat up and resumed his new bosses’ commands. Jimmy was so condescending as he patted JT’s head. Not allowing JT a moment to collect himself. Jimmy overpowered JT, mangled him, taking his straight side, and twisting it upside down, all within the space of 35 minutes. JT was covered with it, Jimmy’s load was leaking upon the floor, puddling underneath JT in ever growing pools.

JT licked his lips, gathering in what remained of Jimmy’s manly batter, unconsciously licking his fingers, after leaving the mammoth tool a wet, yet completely cleaned, of any remnants of Jimmy’s huge, mouthwatering load. JT was lost in huge cock lust, mesmerized by the dangling, insanely thick, and remarkably, fully aroused organ. The fucking thing bounced between Jimmy’s legs, clearly ready to be honored a second time. Unfathomable, that something so large, required no recovery time, the beauty of the gargantuan organ pulled at JT, his lusting, clearly not satisfied.

 

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“I could keep going, and you would submit, wouldn’t you?” Asked Jimmy, as if he didn’t know the answer. His mighty organs hold on JT was firm, and growing, as JT looked up with eyes that spoke of the desire, and need to honor Jimmy’s gargantuan tool a second time. JT nodded, relishing the thought of continuing his exploration of his ‘new’ submissive side.

But Jimmy knew of Rosa’s return, and it wouldn’t be much more than 15 to 20 minutes away. As JT had already begun to pull and prod the sickly fat swollen slick prick. He appeared shocked, as Jimmy swatted away JT’s hands …

“Maybe another time. You need to get cleaned up. You’re covered in my filth. Rosa will be back soon, and you need to clean this shit up. I don’t want her to see this. Not a fucking drop. Do you understand?” Asked Jimmy, as well as instructing JT, in not so many words … to get to it bitch, and clean up my mess. I’m not helping. It’s your fucking job.

JT hurriedly cleaned up the huge mess Jimmy left behind, barely finishing in time, as Jimmy emerged from the shower, and Rosa returned in her car. His swollen, abused tool still hung over a foot, and with a stunning, overpowering thickness, as the water collected and continued to drip from the massive slightly swollen head as JT entered Jimmy’s bedroom. Awaiting his orders. His eyes fixated upon the glistening organ, whose size, even now, defies description, its beauty, the purest of masculinity, even from this little man, whom was so unimposing, yet humbled, and shamed him, made him smaller, as the mammoth prick swung beneath his huge sacks from his open robe. Jimmy couldn’t help but tease and taunt his new ‘friend’, further cementing his place atop the alpha chain.

“This … what just happened, is between us, and goes no further. Do you understand?” Said Jimmy, purposely, his huge succulent cannon, dangling between his thighs, a crushing silent reminder of his ultimate dominance. Totally understandable was JT’s reply.

“Yes sir. I understand.” Said JT, compliant, submissive, lustfully eyeing the dripping, hugely attractive organ. Unthinkable barely an hour ago, but Jimmy’s hook set deeply, and permanently. JT was like most of us, silent prisoner to the invisible pull, and need to be with, and enjoy Jimmy’s gargantuan organ.

“Good. We’ll start the workouts tomorrow. You can go now.” Said Jimmy, firmly in control, as JT retreated to collect his gear. His face gave away the intimidation, and control he ultimately surrendered so utterly, and completely, to the true, unmistakable, dominate alpha male. He could not reverse what happened, nor hide the sudden desire to pleasure a man with a monstrous dick, to surrender to the most ultimate of powers. In reality, it was the ‘infection’, it didn’t break down barriers, it destroyed them.

Rosa noticed the change in JT’s demeanor, and the ‘sweaty’ mess in his hair, the strange odors in the home, and stains upon JT’s workout apparel. As JT made his way out into the falling snow, Rosa called out to Jimmy in a loud voice ...

“How did it go Jimmy? Are you sore? And how is JT? He looked a little … ‘off’.” Asked Rosa, as Jimmy closed his robe and tied it shut. His mammoth cock hanging well over a foot, his recent encounter, and ultimate bitch slap, put him in the mood for an epic jerkoff session. Mostly, he was relieved to have finally shown someone his mammoth prick. To feel the dominant powerful command, he could exert.

“It went just fine. I’m not sore, it was more of a … getting to know you session. To see how flexible I am, and my current state of conditioning. That kind of thing. I think I’ll have my lunch in my room today. Please announce when it’s ready. As for JT, he realizes how much work he has ahead of him. I’m sure that’s all it is.” Said Jimmy, as Rosa walked past the area where Jimmy had made JT his bitch, she could smell it in the air. It wasn’t so much the masculine scent of sweat, it smelled eerily like that of a man’s orgasm, but with a scent much stronger, belying a confusing amount of semen that is impossible to produce.

She came back to that area with a strange expression, and sprayed a copious amount of air freshener to remove the stench. It wasn’t the first time she smelled this, but it was the first time she smelled something eerily similar to what she sometimes experienced outside of Jimmy’s private bedroom and bath. It puzzled her, the implication? Impossible. Yet, here she stood, eyes darting about, wondering what, if anything, or a ‘something’, that went on here. She was used to it by now, even her own natural response, her nipples strained, her pussy suddenly damp, as her temperature began to rise.

She turned and paused, and looked at the floor, tilting her head, wondering if the swirls on the floor were actually there, as if someone cleaned up after a spill of some kind. Unknown to Rosa, it was a forewarning, an ominous ‘tell’ of what was to come.

JT sat in his Jeep Wrangler stunned, wondering what the hell just happened. He looks at his clothing, he can’t go home like this, in fact, he lifts himself up, for the drenching he received is leaching from his clothes into the fabric of the driver’s seat.

JT had a completely unexpected day of reckoning. He felt it stir, his eyes closed, he was back inside, on his knees, tending to Jimmy’s mammoth tool. It was already haunting him, the images of the completely monstrous organ, as it grew and grew. Impossibly huge, so many times bigger than anything he could ever imagine. JT left the grounds of the ranch, and after a drive of 15 minutes, pulled into an abandoned parking lot. What better place, to properly jerk off, and relive the most sexually thrilling moment of his life. He relived it all. As the snow continued to lightly fall, as the stench of Jimmy’s leavings filled the interior of the jeep, as JT jerked his pathetic cock, still attempting to reconcile what he had seen and experienced.

He was just like me, just like the others. Infected, on huge mammoth prick. He thought of his family. They could never know what he had done. He made love with his wife that night. He was inspired, she loved it, but what fueled him, what ultimately drove him, was a skinny, not even five-foot-tall wonder of a little man, whom carried the most succulent, mouthwatering tool he dared believe he had the pleasure to witness, and mostly, honor.

It’s a good thing he’s in shape, for after placing his wife into her ‘happy place’. She drifted off to a sexually exhausted sleep. JT? He slipped away to the lower part of their home, and found himself locking the door to the bathroom there. He jerked off until he could cum no more.

All over Jimmy’s mammoth prick. JT was exactly like me. Both our lives, never more upside down, nor tortured. His heart beat harder still as his pathetic little cock attempted to spurt yet another load, but like me, it was a dry run. Jimmy ruined us.

That motherfucker.

In his private jet, at forty thousand feet, Johnathan watched the whole affair from his iPad. He closed it, adjusting himself, he was basically alone in the back with his assistant, whom was sound asleep. He dared not raise his iPad, for he was hard as rock. He kept himself covered as he retreated to the restroom. To rub out what he had just seen.

He had seen the immediate submissiveness, he had seen the little man dominate the room, he had seen the warnings. They were all right in front of him.

He thought he had control. He was blind to what he had seen. He had no idea of how deep, and wide this river of regret he was wading into would ultimately become, the current, and flow, greatly underestimated, like the angler drawn under the water whom underestimated the strong pull of the surging rapids.

This, was simply another taste, an ominous warning ... of what was to come.

 

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It Comes with Instructions

Rosa was given detailed instructions regarding not only feeding and caring for Jimmy, but also specific ‘rules of engagement’ within the house. She thought it very odd, that she could only enter his personal areas of the house, such as bedroom, bathroom and the adjoining areas without first announcing her presence. She, like all the others wondered what tasks or task he would perform. The general assumption was computer related, something in the tech field.

It was Rosa who noticed no iPad, nor PC for Jimmy. She rarely saw him with a cell phone in his hand, his time was currently taken up with reading books, and a very painful recovery from a rhinoplasty. He read mostly history books, he was pleasant, and appeared very interested in her. He had been going through some changes, making some speculate, that he was related to Mr. Stephens. An illegitimate child. It made sense after all, since no ‘guest’, had ever taken up permanent residence in the ‘guest’ house before.

Taylor, had her own paycheck, and made some new friends. Not a bad gig if you can get it, shopping, hanging out, and getting paid to do it. She was the only part of ‘home’ that Jimmy brought with him. It wasn’t love, it was lust, unadulterated, raging lust. A lust that had limits, and one that came from his ‘infection’. She liked his new look, felt his pain as he adjusted to the rhinoplasty, but did so from afar.

She had to wait out his recovery from surgery, which left her wanting for almost six full weeks. She never made it that far. Like Victoria, the ‘effect’ Jimmy had inflicted upon her, had limits, it took Taylor almost 4 weeks, but just as Victoria had experienced, a ‘fog’ lifted, she was free of him. Not fully to be sure, but the nagging, incessant longing was subsiding. To be sure, still a size queen, but free of the dangerous, almost hypnotic hold he had over her. In the end, they did not interact sexually a single time, her journey, not entirely wasted, but surely not what either expected.

As for Rosa, she followed her instructions to the letter. Followed the rules of engagement outlined by her boss. Jimmy had been under her care for the past four months. She liked his new nose, and could see his arms and thighs bulging with new hard muscle, curtesy of JT’s many personal workout sessions.

He had eliminated almost all his baby fat, and loved flexing his harder, muscled body in front of the mirror. He had a thing for Rosa. She had it for him. She texted she was coming in to make his breakfast, and he responded his okay.

She cooked as he sat at the table. They jabbered away, talking like the very good friends they had become. The elephant in the room was becoming more obvious with each passing day. She wanted to ask, but it’s forbidden. They all wondered. Why the hell is he here? What purpose does he serve? Jimmy could sense it too, but he adored Rosa, she was more than his buddy, he wanted more with her, but was unsure how to broach the subject.

Incredibly, none of the people on the ranch had encountered any information regarding what Jimmy was doing there. For Rosa, it was so frustrating, he’s right here, why can’t I ask him? And why is it, when outside guests are allowed into his home in the late of night, that all staff must retreat to their homes? Even the staff from the main house? This mystery must have an answer, but what is it?

Johnathan Stephen’s had reached a few conclusions. He avoided interacting with Jimmy sexually, but secretly, and illegally recorded Jimmy’s conquests. Too intimidated to be in the room with Jimmy, he set Jimmy up with celebrities, and the wealthy friends he thought, or knew capable of, engaging in activities of a sexual nature. Some to enjoy, others to harm, for he knew full well what Jimmy was capable of.

A few days into Jimmy’s fifth month, on what had been a very, very late night for Jimmy. Where he ‘entertained’ a high-powered Hollywood couple past 4AM. Rosa texted she would be coming up. There was no answer, so she waited. She followed the rules. She knew of some visitors yesterday, but knew nothing about whom they were, or where they ended up, though there were rumors. For they left in the very early morning to avoid being seen.

Jimmy was out cold. He plowed that couple into the ground. If their marriage had anything left, Jimmy most surely shredded it. He fucked them both up. She, came like a volcano, and she couldn’t believe the ultimate shaming beatdown this little twerp delivered to her seemingly invincible husband. Jimmy fucked them both mentally and physically. Literally into the ground. The husband, a Hollywood bigshot, whose shit didn’t stink, found himself gorging on a humongous prick, a long fat one, supposedly his first, though Jimmy knew better. Both, instantly submissive, their lives turned upside down, this single evening, trounced all others. They left dazed and confused.

Instead of his bed, Jimmy lay upon the couch in one of the prominent living rooms, the events of the late night tired him, rarely does this happen, but when beating down a big Hollywood ‘star’, whom was insultingly dismissive of you, that was, until the unveiling. You tend to go that extra mile, in delivering an epic beatdown. In robe only, he was awakened by Rosa’s fourth text, that she wanted to come in and fix his breakfast. It’s already 10AM, she’s hours late, as Jimmy sleepily texted ‘Okay’.

Problem was, Jimmy wasn’t ‘up’ yet. He was still recovering. He quickly passed into sleepy land the very second he texted his reply, and maybe it wouldn’t have been so bad, if only he had been in his bedroom, his ‘safe space’, or had on more than his robe, for his robe wasn’t closed when Rosa entered with her customary ‘Ola Jimmy!’

She carried two bags of fresh groceries, stomped her feet free of snow, and glanced around at the mess she expected from last night, and would have to clean, as she entered the living area where Jimmy lay comatose, she came to a jarring stop, as her eyes beheld the mammoth fat flaccid prick that sprouted from between Jimmy’s spread legs, his open robe revealed a completely incomprehensible masculine shaft, and hefty swollen balls.

Swollen from abuse, ripe, fat, delicious. Rosa’s nipples immediately rose to hard peaks. She became flush. It all made sense now. She walked in closer, nothing could stop her advance, and the closer she got, the larger and more imposing his mammoth prick and balls became.

She swore quietly under her breath in her native tongue. Her mouth agape, mind blown by the sheer enormity. His small body had been made cut by the diet she enforced, and the many pounds of muscle he had added through arduous workouts with JT over the past 10 plus weeks didn’t hurt, it only added fuel to an already raging fire within her.

 

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She felt the wetness building, she came in closer and closer, standing just inches from him drooling, mesmerized, overwhelmed, and completely taken in by this small man’s mammoth organ. The damn thing even had the audacity to hang over the edge of the couch. His tight little stomach was cut, firm, his entire body muscled and hard. Good work Jimmy, and JT.

She had a man she was seeing in town. That was over the instant she saw this … this mammoth, mouthwatering prick. Rosa was Victoria, and Taylor all in one, and she had the ultimate advantage, she lived amongst the beast, fed it, cleaned up after it, nurtured it, and now, in one flash moment, lusted for it like no other. Already long infected, she had been holding back, it was agonizing, but nothing could stop her now. This visual destroyed any resolve, and obliterated any standing orders. Nothing could stop her. Nothing at all.

Shock had set in, she didn’t move, the only sound was her breathing, and the occasional flex of the paper bags she continued to hold. Her eyes kept travelling up the fat shaft to the base and back to the head. What she beheld was magical, and still swollen from abuse. Easily 10 to 11 inches of fat, juicy cock.

Jimmy didn’t ‘feel’ her there, it was this nagging thing in his head, that something is off, possibly, he’s not in his bed, what could it be? Did he just get a text? Did I reply? Should I be in bed? What time is it? I feel ‘exposed’ … maybe I should be covered up, and not here, and where is here? His eyes struggled open, as Rosa stood inches from him, her lips are moving, she’s whispering to herself, taking in the horrendously huge slab. She had been infected long ago, all she needed for motivation, or purpose, was a little push, and there it was, an impossibly huge prick, pretty, incredibly attractive, ungodly huge, so tempting, so untoward, so ‘wrong’. Her first glance upon it, had set her over the edge, and she was still falling.

The slightest movement of Jimmy’s arm, drove her eyes to his. She could only say one thing.

“Ola … Jimmy?” She was in cock shock. Understandably so. The bags of groceries dropped to the floor and scattered at their feet. Rosa is near orgasm, she is neither embarrassed, nor guilty of any crime, she is still climbing, still exploring the wonderous vision, her building need, insatiable, she is peaking …

The poor thing was about to cum on the spot. Jimmy eyes rocketed open, for he was awake now, not in his bed, but in the very heart of the house, completely exposed. Rosa had clearly been there for some time, her nipples strained, her face betrayed the shock, and surprise that would naturally occur at a vision she so clearly enjoyed. Rosa started to mumble an apology. Her face so flush, as Jimmy rose up to comfort her. His huge flaccid prick hit her thighs as he hugged her, and that’s all it took.

Rosa’s hot breath seared onto Jimmy’s neck. She was cumming, and hard, fireworks, the mere touch of his flaccid prick low upon her thigh, and his reaction to hug her, set her off. She trembled mightily in his grasp. He knew what he had done to her, and let her thoroughly enjoy the rippling orgasm that consumed her very essence. Her reaction, was just as he had always hoped from that first day, and it had the desired effect, as Jimmy’s mammoth prick roared into action.

He held her close, and kissed the lips he had longed to kiss for these many months. She not only returned it, she grasped his head, and shot her tongue deeply inside his mouth. All the while, she felt it grow. Mostly the ungodly length, as it shot closer to the floor below. The huge head was at her knees, then bobbed against her shin. The hot fat shaft bumped from thigh to thigh. This, is the dream of any size queen, and to her astonishment, it lives underneath this very roof. From this very slight, and small man.

She pulled back in amazement, as she took in fucking thing, as its girth and length were impossibly huge, and yet, it kept expanding, well beneath her knees. Her eyes were pained from disbelief, and a cresting lust, that far exceeded anything she had ever dared dream come true, as she looked down, for between their bodies was the very reason Jimmy was employed here. There is no other answer, as the gargantuan tool continued to expand. Jimmy was incredible dream and nightmare, all rolled into one.

It kept growing, easily the longest fattest, most grotesquely oversized prick she would ever see. Her eyes opened wider with each added inch of the supremely thick prick. Rosa dropped to her knees before her muscled little man, and took in his mighty, gargantuan eye candy.

“Ooooola Jimmmmmy!” Said Rosa passionately, drawing out her words, as she allowed herself to explore the humongous, rapidly expanding slab. Her little hands grasped the insanely fat prick and squeezed tight, barely a dent, and nowhere near touching. The damn thing was longer than should be possible, and the head, is already beginning to leech forth a large amount of precum.

Her little man, this great leaping unknown mystery, is mystery no more. Whatever they pay him, she muses, it’s not enough. She backs up, she is forced to, due to the mammoth proportions. Abnormal, she should be scared shitless, but she embraces the challenge, long ago infected, her lips kiss and honor the fantastic hot prick, as Jimmy allows himself to enjoy the ‘help’. His robe falls to the floor, as Rosa explores the wonder, that is Jimmy’s mammoth prick.

His flame for Rosa has been burning for months, she is what he jerks off to most. He’s had his sights on her from the moment he arrived. She was just his type, roughly his height, a good fit. He admires his hulking beast dick, willing it to full size, his first erection of this day is fueled by the one he covets most, and she? Is living a dream she never knew, nor dreamed she could have. Rosa is the epitome of size queens. Coincidence? Maybe? Maybe not? The closet in her little cabana in the employee village is littered with grossly oversized dildo’s. Her secret, her fetish, is bigger, it equals better, and there is no bigger, nor better than this ‘little man’. This is a gift from God, as his light shines down upon Jimmy’s nearly fully aroused weapon.

He basks in her adoration; her vocalization is only adding to the fire. She speaks in her native tongue, fully incapable of remembering English. A reversion to what works best when she’s either very angry, or in this case, consumed by burning, overreaching, huge cock lust. Her bounty is many times larger than she dreams, it exceeds in every category. Jimmy, has ‘aced’ this test with flying colors.

She is good. She knows all of what to do, where and how. Jimmy knows, and understands this, he is amazed, as she tends to his dangling fully distended organ. Rosa is in love. She exists for this, as she works Jimmy towards an early orgasm of his own. He has to stop her, not so soon. WTF? I don’t cum this fast … ever. He pushes her away at her shoulders, she looks up at him with the scowl of an animal, she will not be denied.

He has to put a hand to her head. Never before, has he felt this way, so animal, so rough and raw. He has to pull his massive hammer from her grasp, her nails scratching his tool in the process, she comes at him, pushing back him onto the couch. Her animal, is stronger than his, her will infinitely stronger, the strength she brings is surreal and completely out of place.

All the waiting, has been worth it. Jimmy is afraid, he’s never felt like this … he’s never been in love before, it is a shelling that destroys armies, Jimmy is being taken, just as he takes. His vision blurs as Rosa accepts his spurting tool into her face and upon her clothed body. She drinks of it as a vampire does blood, an elixir, a liquid, or essence of ‘life’ itself. Jimmy begins to faintly realize what he does to others. It is he, who is shaken to his core.

She cannot get enough, his head goes back, as she labors and consumes all that he spews forth. She looks down upon him, and releases the massive pole along his upper body, the damn thing is just under his chin, hard, ready for more, as Rosa looks down upon him, his load falls from her hair, face and body, as she tears off her clothes, his load is running down her face and neck, as she reveals the slim cut hard body he knew lay underneath.

Little Rosa, is packing her own six pack, and naturally firm breasts that have zero sag, natural and firm, but underneath, lay a desire, Jimmy is only beginning to understand, she speaks, but he does not understand, she slaps his face with an open hand, upset she must speak English in a time like this.

Furious that she has to wait.

 

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“Jimmy! I love the beeg dick. I am all about the beeg dick. I am yours, all of me, take me, take me you fucking stud!!!!!!!!!!”

Jimmy grabbed her slender wrist and threw her onto the couch. It suddenly got real, and dirty. She noticed, it’s hard not to. As Jimmy stood at the edge of the couch, his massive flexing prick rippled, and distended further. Abused from the night before, and in a dangerous place, Jimmy’s arousal level was never greater. His huge dick was trying to rise up, longer, thicker than he had ever seen it. His diet, his relentless conditioning, and now HIS WOMAN, lay in wait, as Rosa pulled and prodded her pussy. Preparing herself for the ultimate test.

The beast, never bigger, never more turned on, is about to find a new home. She cums as he rubs the swollen head along her pussy, dangling the beast prick over her shaking body. The groceries litter the floor under them, as do Rosa’s haphazardly discarded clothes. Her ripped abs flex as Jimmy prods his gargantuan tool over her body, setting her off on another roller coaster ride. It’s time for her eyes to blur, as Jimmy’s mammoth hammer is prodded over her tight little body, showcasing the improbably gargantuan prick, as he silently, but surely let’s her see the terrifying size he has attained. Ninety nine percent, would scream … “NO fucking way!” He’s infinitely too large, as the heavy, hot, fat prick goes over her slim body from side to side, the head leaking a never ending river of precum.

Rosa, was unlike the rest, astounded? Absurdly, on the cusp of another orgasm, she pants like a dog in heat, as Jimmy pulls back the mammoth slab, and lines it up, his beyond formidable, humongous fat dick near bursting, clearly overly aroused, he had never felt like this before. From this moment on, she will always be his, they both know it. Fuck it … let’em hear it outside …

She is already delirious as his all his sexual skills come to a peak, the massive leaking head is prodded, and the screams, they come forth in high decibels, as Rosa is about to be plundered, simply not by a large cock, the longest fattest cock, in its most horrifically aroused state. Jimmy takes Rosa, and she him, as the wildest of rides begins.

Among the two of them, who is more surprised? The one who inserts his gargantuan, fully distended prick, or the startled, disbelieving hardbody, who immediately shows an ability rare among women of any size, rarer still is the woman whom can match, and surpass that of Jimmy’s favorite. Victoria, she of the foot long penetration, was about to be left in the dust. It was Jimmy’s jaw that dropped, as his sexy housekeeper accommodated 10 solid inches of her master’s mighty prick. He didn’t pause, he simply placed it inside her, agonizing slow, waiting for it to hit bottom. She’s five fucking feet two inches tall, and she took in ten fat inches of insanely huge dick in one slow penetration. No one could do that before, not even close.

It was Jimmy’s eyes that went wide, as he pulled back slightly, letting her adjust, then placing it back inside her, as she squirmed around upon it. At this point, it should be Rosa who is surprised, but it’s Jimmy. He watches and feels for the ‘tell’, that this is the point to stop, yet he prods forward, past ten inches, up to eleven, slowing, as she rocks out another orgasm, the first barely over, as her entire body succumbs to the fat intruder. The magic should end here. For as she cums, Jimmy prods further into her, he reaches a full foot. It took his champion, Victoria multiple visits before she could do that. Not Rosa, this is her first fucking time, as Jimmy forces the insanely huge prick deeper still.

He is stunned.

He’s strong now, he picks her up, impaled upon him, as her tight little body cums in drenching buckets. He holds her aloft with ease, as Rosa soaks in the endless, supremely fulfilling, ecstasy inducing fat shaft. Her juices flow in torrents, and drip down the fat prick, all the way to Jimmy’s balls, and drip upon the couch and floor. Their only regret is not having done this sooner, but their long wait, has made it all the sweeter.

He shreds her, finding the deepest, most satisfying fuck of his teenage life. Barely nineteen, he inserts more inches into Rosa, than he can possibly believe. Her size queen training, and will, dominate this massively endowed monster, whose thrashing prick wastes her into a blathering, mumbling mess. He holds her aloft by dick and dick alone. Ultimately, Rosa is impaled by nearly fourteen of Jimmy’s fat inches, her dream has met reality, and her dream was never this fucking huge, this, is soooo much bigger and better.

He finds strength he never knew he had. From the deep it surges forth, as his seed is laid deeper than ever before. Gone are her huge dildos, this unnatural flesh weapon destroys these ‘toys’ with mind blowing ease. She is wasted, she feels it jetting inside her, she feels all, the stretch the depth, and the tingling, inescapable feel of this mammoth prick, as it expands during his orgasm.

His tight grip bruises her, his mammoth prick stretches her to the limit, and still, the screaming continues ...

Rosa needs dick. Mouthwatering, oversized, fat, excessively long dick. It is her adult life long obsession, her cure is buried inside her, heaving its huge load, it leaks from their union. Her eyes dance, blurred, foggy, as she sees what cannot fit inside her. Head back, she cums again, only this time, she is barely there, her excitement so great, she no longer speaks, as her naked, trembling little body is impaled upon this impossible monstrosity.

This little man boasts a beyond enormous cock. Freakishly endowed, its size is not diminished in the least. Fluids gush from Rosa, and roll down this impossibly fat prick. His flexing balls are a harbinger of what is to come, as he laid Rosa back, her lifeless body heaves in heavy breaths. As the human flesh sword begins its surreal, impossible withdrawal. Inch after inch of incredibly fat cock. As it was before, it is now, the hellish thing is still retreating from her overcome body, its size so great, that Rosa is aghast at the miracle of its full, daunting enormity.

Finally, it falls free from this tiny man. The mind reals, the soul lurches in silent reverence, as the mammoth fat prick cascades down between his legs. His third leg is impossibly long, and fatter than his arm. That even a portion had entered Rosa should kill her, but her body stirs, as this ‘boy’, this unknown, has revealed his reason for being here. He carries the largest, most beautiful, horrifically gigantic prick on this planet, and incredibly, little Rosa had most of it inside her.

Jimmy is a mammoth animal, he’s not human. Jimmy hits a button. Only now, does he realize anyone driving by to the main house could see him at his stallion best, his tiny muscled body is slowly disappearing behind remote controlled lowering blinds. For Rosa is awakening, Jimmy turns to her. His insanely huge dick wants pussy, Rosa’s sweet pussy. His newfound body, and strength, allow him to effortlessly throw her slim form over his shoulder. He takes her to his bed, then takes her again, and again. Eventually, christening each room of the house.

It took hours, literally hours. The longest session of Jimmy’s life. It ended on his bed, their bed. Rosa, was fucked up beyond all repair. He leaked from her pussy; she wore a lather of his cum, even after they did it in the shower, he was deep in her head. For the first time in his life, Jimmy gave it, like he meant it.

“I fucking love you Rosa. I FUCKING LOVE YOU!!!!” He didn’t exaggerate, it wasn’t the heat of the moment talking. The very second Rosa saw Jimmy asleep in his open robe, everything changed, they became ‘one’. Jimmy shook from the vision he sees on his bed. This woman who has tended after him these many months is no longer servant. She is the queen of his very life. She didn’t simply take his heart. She owned it. He gave it to her. He is the one who carries goose bumps. They cover him from head to toe.

His, is the body that shakes in honor of her, his gargantuan prick, abused, and spent, is neither abused nor spent. He strokes it over her prone form, admiring her body and soul. Jimmy just had the best day of his life, and the best, is yet to come.

If you have any doubts about what just occurred, Johnathan Stephen’s has the recordings to prove it. He saw it all. I’ll wager, he would admit it was the most thrilling voyeuristic moments of his life. Watching little Rosa accept so much fat cock had to bother him to some degree. He would have to watch it again and again, and freeze the very portions when Jimmy had inserted an ungodly amount of his gargantuan tool, a tool, that appeared both longer and thicker than ever, maybe it was the diminutive size of the girl, or of the little man, or … when he freezes selected frames, and zooms in, as he leans in to better examine the gargantuan tool, as it hung, and hovers so close to the floor, farther than it ever had before, that it hit him.

What the fuck have I brought into my world?

 

[suckmachine]

“Jimmy! I love the beeg dick. I am all about the beeg dick. I am yours, all of me, take me, take me you fucking stud!!!!!!!!!!”

Jimmy grabbed her slender wrist and threw her onto the couch. It suddenly got real, and dirty. She noticed, it’s hard not to. As Jimmy stood at the edge of the couch, his massive flexing prick rippled, and distended further. Abused from the night before, and in a dangerous place, Jimmy’s arousal level was never greater. His huge dick was trying to rise up, longer, thicker than he had ever seen it. His diet, his relentless conditioning, and now HIS WOMAN, lay in wait, as Rosa pulled and prodded her pussy. Preparing herself for the ultimate test.

The beast, never bigger, never more turned on, is about to find a new home. She cums as he rubs the swollen head along her pussy, dangling the beast prick over her shaking body. The groceries litter the floor under them, as do Rosa’s haphazardly discarded clothes. Her ripped abs flex as Jimmy prods his gargantuan tool over her body, setting her off on another roller coaster ride. It’s time for her eyes to blur, as Jimmy’s mammoth hammer is prodded over her tight little body, showcasing the improbably gargantuan prick, as he silently, but surely let’s her see the terrifying size he has attained. Ninety nine percent, would scream … “NO fucking way!” He’s infinitely too large, as the heavy, hot, fat prick goes over her slim body from side to side, the head leaking a never ending river of precum.

Rosa, was unlike the rest, astounded? Absurdly, on the cusp of another orgasm, she pants like a dog in heat, as Jimmy pulls back the mammoth slab, and lines it up, his beyond formidable, humongous fat dick near bursting, clearly overly aroused, he had never felt like this before. From this moment on, she will always be his, they both know it. Fuck it … let’em hear it outside …

She is already delirious as his all his sexual skills come to a peak, the massive leaking head is prodded, and the screams, they come forth in high decibels, as Rosa is about to be plundered, simply not by a large cock, the longest fattest cock, in its most horrifically aroused state. Jimmy takes Rosa, and she him, as the wildest of rides begins.

Among the two of them, who is more surprised? The one who inserts his gargantuan, fully distended prick, or the startled, disbelieving hardbody, who immediately shows an ability rare among women of any size, rarer still is the woman whom can match, and surpass that of Jimmy’s favorite. Victoria, she of the foot long penetration, was about to be left in the dust. It was Jimmy’s jaw that dropped, as his sexy housekeeper accommodated 10 solid inches of her master’s mighty prick. He didn’t pause, he simply placed it inside her, agonizing slow, waiting for it to hit bottom. She’s five fucking feet two inches tall, and she took in ten fat inches of insanely huge dick in one slow penetration. No one could do that before, not even close.

It was Jimmy’s eyes that went wide, as he pulled back slightly, letting her adjust, then placing it back inside her, as she squirmed around upon it. At this point, it should be Rosa who is surprised, but it’s Jimmy. He watches and feels for the ‘tell’, that this is the point to stop, yet he prods forward, past ten inches, up to eleven, slowing, as she rocks out another orgasm, the first barely over, as her entire body succumbs to the fat intruder. The magic should end here. For as she cums, Jimmy prods further into her, he reaches a full foot. It took his champion, Victoria multiple visits before she could do that. Not Rosa, this is her first fucking time, as Jimmy forces the insanely huge prick deeper still.

He is stunned.

He’s strong now, he picks her up, impaled upon him, as her tight little body cums in drenching buckets. He holds her aloft with ease, as Rosa soaks in the endless, supremely fulfilling, ecstasy inducing fat shaft. Her juices flow in torrents, and drip down the fat prick, all the way to Jimmy’s balls, and drip upon the couch and floor. Their only regret is not having done this sooner, but their long wait, has made it all the sweeter.

He shreds her, finding the deepest, most satisfying fuck of his teenage life. Barely nineteen, he inserts more inches into Rosa, than he can possibly believe. Her size queen training, and will, dominate this massively endowed monster, whose thrashing prick wastes her into a blathering, mumbling mess. He holds her aloft by dick and dick alone. Ultimately, Rosa is impaled by nearly fourteen of Jimmy’s fat inches, her dream has met reality, and her dream was never this fucking huge, this, is soooo much bigger and better.

He finds strength he never knew he had. From the deep it surges forth, as his seed is laid deeper than ever before. Gone are her huge dildos, this unnatural flesh weapon destroys these ‘toys’ with mind blowing ease. She is wasted, she feels it jetting inside her, she feels all, the stretch the depth, and the tingling, inescapable feel of this mammoth prick, as it expands during his orgasm.

His tight grip bruises her, his mammoth prick stretches her to the limit, and still, the screaming continues ...

Rosa needs dick. Mouthwatering, oversized, fat, excessively long dick. It is her adult life long obsession, her cure is buried inside her, heaving its huge load, it leaks from their union. Her eyes dance, blurred, foggy, as she sees what cannot fit inside her. Head back, she cums again, only this time, she is barely there, her excitement so great, she no longer speaks, as her naked, trembling little body is impaled upon this impossible monstrosity.

This little man boasts a beyond enormous cock. Freakishly endowed, its size is not diminished in the least. Fluids gush from Rosa, and roll down this impossibly fat prick. His flexing balls are a harbinger of what is to come, as he laid Rosa back, her lifeless body heaves in heavy breaths. As the human flesh sword begins its surreal, impossible withdrawal. Inch after inch of incredibly fat cock. As it was before, it is now, the hellish thing is still retreating from her overcome body, its size so great, that Rosa is aghast at the miracle of its full, daunting enormity.

Finally, it falls free from this tiny man. The mind reals, the soul lurches in silent reverence, as the mammoth fat prick cascades down between his legs. His third leg is impossibly long, and fatter than his arm. That even a portion had entered Rosa should kill her, but her body stirs, as this ‘boy’, this unknown, has revealed his reason for being here. He carries the largest, most beautiful, horrifically gigantic prick on this planet, and incredibly, little Rosa had most of it inside her.

Jimmy is a mammoth animal, he’s not human. Jimmy hits a button. Only now, does he realize anyone driving by to the main house could see him at his stallion best, his tiny muscled body is slowly disappearing behind remote controlled lowering blinds. For Rosa is awakening, Jimmy turns to her. His insanely huge dick wants pussy, Rosa’s sweet pussy. His newfound body, and strength, allow him to effortlessly throw her slim form over his shoulder. He takes her to his bed, then takes her again, and again. Eventually, christening each room of the house.

It took hours, literally hours. The longest session of Jimmy’s life. It ended on his bed, their bed. Rosa, was fucked up beyond all repair. He leaked from her pussy; she wore a lather of his cum, even after they did it in the shower, he was deep in her head. For the first time in his life, Jimmy gave it, like he meant it.

“I fucking love you Rosa. I FUCKING LOVE YOU!!!!” He didn’t exaggerate, it wasn’t the heat of the moment talking. The very second Rosa saw Jimmy asleep in his open robe, everything changed, they became ‘one’. Jimmy shook from the vision he sees on his bed. This woman who has tended after him these many months is no longer servant. She is the queen of his very life. She didn’t simply take his heart. She owned it. He gave it to her. He is the one who carries goose bumps. They cover him from head to toe.

His, is the body that shakes in honor of her, his gargantuan prick, abused, and spent, is neither abused nor spent. He strokes it over her prone form, admiring her body and soul. Jimmy just had the best day of his life, and the best, is yet to come.

If you have any doubts about what just occurred, Johnathan Stephen’s has the recordings to prove it. He saw it all. I’ll wager, he would admit it was the most thrilling voyeuristic moments of his life. Watching little Rosa accept so much fat cock had to bother him to some degree. He would have to watch it again and again, and freeze the very portions when Jimmy had inserted an ungodly amount of his gargantuan tool, a tool, that appeared both longer and thicker than ever, maybe it was the diminutive size of the girl, or of the little man, or … when he freezes selected frames, and zooms in, as he leans in to better examine the gargantuan tool, as it hung, and hovers so close to the floor, farther than it ever had before, that it hit him.

What the fuck have I brought into my world?

OMG, CHECKIN u have written two more brilliant chapters...ROSA AND I ARE SLOPPY MESSES...HA, TWO VERY HAPPY SIZE QUEENS. AMAZING!!!

 

[dick12262]

Took me several paragraphs to fully understand why JT submitted so quickly to Jimmy....Thought it was to easy butnow understand that the POWER is more than size.....Super HOT page!

 

[Azzy0]

So hot lol

 

[dirkdigglertruth]

Amazing stories.

 

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Its Time

JT eventually turned Jimmy into a cut physical specimen, it took work, a lot of it, of course, nothing compared to myself. If only Jimmy had begun working out during the time he was injecting, for injecting, made working out a sinfully pleasurable endeavor, for the results, are long lasting, beyond impressive, the gains incredible, and immediate.

Jimmy’s improved body had an enormous effect on him. He didn’t look, nor carry himself in the same manner. The diet, the conditioning, paid off handsomely. Jimmy was solid from head to toe, cut, and his huge dick, never bigger, nor better.

All were convinced, Jimmy was Johnathan Stephen’s illegitimate child. Nothing else made any sense. Jimmy was ‘active’ now, as Johnathan set him free to ‘sexually entertain’ his many guests, and Jimmy was more than willing to lay waste the wealthy and connected at the behest of his benefactor.

Johnathan didn’t interfere with Rosa and Jimmy. Though he was concerned, and did have them monitored, at least Jimmy’s free time was occupied within house, and left many surreal images, blasting away into little Rosa as often as any couple, especially in a relationship, still very much in its infancy. The sheer amount of mammoth prick that Rosa could accommodate was amazing, circus like.

Johnathan also knew of JT’s incomprehensible submissions to Jimmy. The first indication, other than Jimmy’s abnormally large cock, that something was amiss, not quite adding up. Something unreasonable, seemingly out of the natural order was taking place. But fitting all the mysterious pieces into their proper place, and understanding the ‘Jimmy effect’, remained far from Johnathan Stephens reach.

Johnathan had recorded JT and Jimmy together, and thoroughly enjoyed watching Jimmy dominate the bigger man. Mysterious was this ‘hold’. JT didn’t appear the type, but he gave himself up, and administered to Jimmy’s whims without pause, nor questioning. Johnathan actually preferred seeing Jimmy with a man, since it allowed his mammoth organ to be visible the entire time. JT would’ve had his ass ripped to shreds by Jimmy’s gargantuan pole if attempted. The utter size, mostly thickness, genuinely appeared to make entry into a human bottom of either sex, a complete impossibility.

Johnathan also feared what was possible, and already simmering within him. Jimmy was careful with the boss, but was showing hints, subtle, but sure signs, that he was the real man in charge. John hadn’t been with Jimmy one on one since his ‘introduction’ on the deck outside that first day, nor engaged with the numerous couples he had sent to be with Jimmy. He yearned to be, up close, and personal, to partake the senses, sounds and images of Jimmy’s mammoth cock in action, but he was afraid. He was right to be.

There was something amiss about this little man, a red flag or sorts, that kept popping up. Most bothersome, was the obvious. Why don’t people run from him, place themselves out of danger? Why would any sensible woman, or man, since either sex seemed more than willing, almost instantly, to place themselves in harm’s way, of something so clearly outsized, and dangerous.

Jimmy was, up until this point, a growing, tremendous tease for Johnathon. Jimmy was in John’s head. He would awake in a sweat, his dreams of Jimmy’s mammoth pole were more frequent, more detailed, and dominate. He watched the many illicit recordings of Jimmy’s growing minions, as they eerily submitted to the little man. There appeared to be one exception. A Hollywood producer whom seemed immune to the ‘Jimmy effect’, he watched as his better half, was stretched out, and taken from him before his very eyes. Though clearly troubled, and disturbed, he watched as Jimmy dismembered his significant other.

More confusing, was the ease with which Jimmy dominated the room. Men, three or more times his size, hardnosed, straight, muscled, confident men, bowed down and partook of Jimmy’s mammoth cannon, with nary a protest nor whimper. Never asking for Jimmy to reciprocate, never questioning, always submitting, zombie like. Their significant others, taken, and used like play things, as Jimmy’s dripping monstrosity either plundered their bodies, prodded, rubbed, or dangled over them in astonishing fashion, taunting and flaunting his mammoth pole before them, humiliating them. Most disturbing, was the number that allowed him to enter their bodies. Totally ridiculous, since his size was far beyond anything anyone could imagine, nor challenge.

Due to his contractual obligations, Jimmy couldn’t provide names, nor offer any hints other than generalities, but it was clear, that they all left changed, altered, some near a mumbling state of insanity, of a deep-seated need to be with him, to stay with him.

Johnathan knew of all this. To a man, woman, and couple, they all shared their personal contact information with Jimmy. He had standing invitations to their homes, or to be their guests when travelling the abroad, to provide the one thing only he could provide. A surreal sexual experience that included the most incredibly intensely personal sexual nirvana his ‘victims’ couldn’t bear to exist without.

Whatever lay within that formula, left an insidious infection that dominated the senses. While Jimmy was immune, his conquests were brought to sinfully levels of pleasure much greater than any mere mortal could provide. Encased in an invisible aura that left them vulnerable, submissive, and dangerously controllable. Jimmy’s extreme size, was simply a supremely imposing sexual visual signature, that only added to his mystique. Not even five feet tall, he towered over everyone whom crossed his path, at least those, whom interacted with him when he was aroused.

Jimmy issued commands; they were followed. He, that of an emperor, held to the utmost, extreme esteem. On the street, simply looking at him, you’d see nothing special. You might feel pity, or sorrow for him, that he wasn’t taller, more filled out, or like most people, not even notice this little man as he passed. His age in question, he appears so young, as if stunted at growth.

Sometimes, a person might notice the bulging prick, along his leg. Then partake of the clearly oversized bulge that outlined not only a massive cock, but balls to match. Though confined in loose fitting shorts or pants, its outline, once noticed, would be shocking, making one wonder if he had a ‘condition’. But Jimmy was rarely out and about. It is winter, in Colorado, his duties are increasing, for his benefactor, is becoming increasingly aroused at the encounters he secretly records. He wonders, he wants, the recordings, are exactly that, not the real thing, to taste, sense, and explore what others are so clearly enjoying, and completely enamored with.

These recordings would suddenly get personal. There would be an incident, one Johnathan Stephen’s would not like, nor be able to take back, nor control.

As Christmas neared, Johnathan’s daughter, Courtney, would be coming home for the holidays from back East. She arrived as her father was delayed in Brazil. She didn’t pick up on it when she first arrived, but at night, she noticed the guest house was in use, and asked Sarah, curious who would be there with her father gone.

“Oh, that would be Jimmy, he’s been here since late August.” Replied Sarah.

“Jimmy? Jimmy who? Never heard of him. And how does he rate? Living in the guest house for months? It’s a freaking ‘guest’ house! What does he do here?” Asked Courtney, looking out into the twilight, at the smallish figure whom walked about in a robe, then casually sat a couch facing the ‘big house’.

“That is one, James Allen Zalinski. As I stated before. I am unaware of what he does, but he works for your father in some capacity.” Replied Sarah, as Courtney scowled into the darkening sky, towards the snow-covered guest house, as Jimmy, whom laid on the couch, the lights of the room arching out into the drifts of snow outside, arched his head back, as Rosa deposited a kiss upon his lips. Shocking Courtney.

 

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“What the hell? Is that Rosa? Kissing this little man? You don’t kiss the help. What is going on down there?” Asked Courtney, as Sarah released a small sigh, adding …

“Jimmy and Rosa have become a couple. It happened a short while ago. Your father is aware.” Replied Sarah, but adding nothing more, for she had nothing left to add. Privacy is king here, and how Jimmy fits in, is still very much a mystery, well, at least to some.

Sarah knows, she couldn’t miss it, for even from the main house, the beyond enormous weapon Jimmy enjoys, was easily visible from this distance. To this day, it shakes her to her core, she has seen him in action, even purchased high powered binoculars to enjoy ‘the show.’ Its real, spectacular, and grossly huge. Sarah finds it spellbinding, and an indispensable part of her routine. She masturbates, watching, a complete voyeur, as Jimmy fucks them all, in mind, body and spirit. A little man, whom terrifies, and excites her like no other. She has seen what he has wrought, and is right to be scared.

As for Courtney, she texted her father immediately, but got no response. She wanted answers. Impatient, if he would not return her texts, she would find out herself, and right fucking now. She dressed and stormed out into the winter night. Determined to find out why this ‘gentleman’ was here.

Rosa is well aware of Jimmy’s purpose, and if she disagreed with his duties, she kept it to herself. She understood the word discretion, she implicitly honored, and respected Jimmy’s wishes, and those of John Stephen’s. She was old school, and was subservient to the whims of the dominate male. Jimmy was her man, she did not question, nor did she reveal her intense loathing of his ‘job’. This wasn’t simply ‘infection’ talking, she was, is, in love.

She understood it, and accepted it as long as they were here, but she knew, as did Jimmy, that their time here was only to take full advantage of the monetary inducements. Together, they saved every penny, saved the many contacts Jimmy had made, recording them to paper, since both neither trusted that the iPhones provided for them, were exclusively theirs, that they might be monitored by their employer. They were quietly planning their escape, but until then, she would have to accept, as well as Jimmy, whatever may pass.

What passed next, was Courtney Stephens. The only daughter, of one Johnathan Stephens. Spoiled rich kid to the core, all you could ill imagine about her ‘Hilton’ like demeanor and aloof positions, daddy’s little girl, control freak, demanding, pampered, ultimately, always getting her way.

She trudged through the snow towards the guest house for answers. What she expected, is not what she got, and she was used to not only having her way, but getting what she wanted, and right now, she wouldn’t wait, she didn’t have to, she took, it was all she knew, how her ‘world’ worked.

Rosa noticed the form struggling through the snow, and realized it must be Courtney.

“Jimmy? I think Courtney Stephens is coming this way, see?” Said Rosa, with a nod of her head towards a figure Jimmy could barely make out. He first thought of his state of dress. He was in for the evening, he and Rosa were going to take in an after-dinner movie, have some chips and salsa, then fuck like rabbits. Whatever Courtney might want, Jimmy knew it was bad, his skin crawled. He had never met her, but he knew full well what she was about, and he wanted no part of it.

Even before she knocked, Rosa had retreated to put on proper attire for Courtney’s arrival, but Courtney made it much faster than either one expected. Rosa was still dressing as the doorbell rang. Rosa’s eyes went wide. She wanted to yell out to Jimmy … ‘Don’t answer the door … wait for me to receive her.’ But it was too late, as pushy Courtney made her presence known.

“Hey, who the fuck are you? And what are you doing here? What’s your purpose?” Asked Courtney, looking down upon the much smaller man, whom cinched in his robe ever tighter.

“Um … Hi? I’m Jimmy, and I’m guessing you’re Courtney … you’ll have to ask your father. For I’m not at liberty to say.” Said Jimmy, in reply, rather put off, by this this skinny, tall bitch. She left a really nice first impression. Total bitch control freak, that Jimmy would normally avoid. Just like all those stuck-up girls in school, always judging, cruel.

“Not at liberty to say? Bullshit! It appears, nobody knows what you’re doing here, but I’m guessing you’re my father’s bastard fucking son. You’ve got to be, there is no other answer. Who’s your mother? What fucking whore gave birth to a little shit like you?” Asked Courtney, not realizing the effect she was having on Jimmy’s primary weapon. Her aggression was about to be met by a mammoth dick if she wasn’t careful, and an infection, that left few survivors.

Purposely, Jimmy played it cool, his hesitation, and timing perfect …

“Please. Call … your … father.” Said Jimmy, painfully drawing out his reply, since he knew it would piss her off all the more. Then turning his back on her, and walking away. By words and actions, he was drawing her in. Rosa, had stayed out of sight, eyes closed, wishing the ‘bitch’ would just leave, for she knew, that Jimmy had the ultimate, final answer of all time, and wouldn’t hesitate to use it. He was itching to, he wanted a showdown with Johnathan, to make it clear, crystal, that he, one James Allen Zalinski was in command, something he had yet to establish, and Courtney, would be the key to his ultimate dominance. Jimmy didn’t miss the trick, the chance, and this was it, served to perfection.

“Don’t you turn your back on me you little shit! Why the fuck are you here? Answer me …” She yelled, her anger boiling, in her twisted controlling mind, she thought this little bastard had better start talking …

Jimmy, calmy, stopped, and dropped his robe, completely naked underneath, she might have said more, but she could already see it at his knees from behind, as he then turned to face her, the surging mammoth prick was passing 13 inches, it followed his turn in delayed fashion, catching up to him and slapping against his right thigh and shin, as it continued to distend and thicken.

Imagery such as this, shut her up in a hurry. Doubtless, seeing something so grossly oversized would have that effect on most people. As she took in the surreal dimensions, her body reacted as expected, she couldn’t hide the fascination, shock, fear and budding respect. Already much bigger than anything she had previously enjoyed, it was clearly in a ‘growing phase’, completely engrossing, as it continued to reach further and further towards the floor.

“No one can be that big. This is a trick, right?” She asked, frightened, her words stuttered, taking a step back, as the fat cock slithered closer to the floor. Her eyes remained locked on target, which only fueled Jimmy’s desire to show her how much bigger the fucking thing could get, and it was painfully clear, that it wasn’t near finished.

More sinister, was the airborne effect. Jimmy knew when it was hitting, whom it successfully infected, and more subtly, those whom were immune. Courtney was in the former group. He didn’t even have to ask it, she opened her coat, and slowly began to slowly strip in front of him, completely mesmerized, as the gargantuan pole reached further towards the floor.

John Stephens was asleep in Brazil, he needn’t worry, but his hidden cameras captured it all, as his only daughter was in the process of being taken, by one … James Allen Zalinski.

Rosa, retreated, she had to, there was no other option, she slinked away, distraught that she had to share Jimmy with this shallow whore, but in the end, this is business, Jimmy’s business, it’s what he does, his office door is always open, a contract is currently in process, still developing, and about to be signed, sealed, and delivered. Courtney was a huge dick whore, she simply didn’t realize it yet, as the last of her clothing hit the ground at her feet, as the now nearly fully erect organ leaked precum at his feet. This little shit is fucking historic, enormous.

 

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Jimmy called out to Rosa to leave, that he had to attend to ‘business’. His reasoning solid, he didn’t want her to hear, nor see what was about to take place. She did so, this is the price she pays for being with a man so horrifically endowed, that you do as your told, he’s ‘working’ now. Besides, Jimmy didn’t want her to witness himself ‘at work’, not like this, in this ‘manner’, a huge grudge fuck was in the offing.

Unlike any other woman, Rosa had been with Jimmy longer, and in closer proximity than any other human being in his life. She was infected to the core, no separation of a month, year, or years would break how she felt about the ‘little man’. Nor would she dare talk back, nor interfere with his ‘duties’.

I wonder how Johnathan felt as his only daughter caved to the will and power of Jimmy? She didn’t resist in the least. It was embarrassing, how easily she knelt before him, and suckled the insanely huge dick. Lathering it, kissing and petting, stroking, sucking along its hellish length, until it was fully aroused, and dripped of her spit.

Controlling the situation, Jimmy ordered her to follow him to the bedroom, to take her properly, upon his large bed. He laid her trembling body back, admiring daddy’s girl, she was spoiled, her body fine and firm, once a controlling bitch, and now, pliant, like all the others, foaming at the mouth, as Jimmy held aloft his gargantuan prick, and showed Courtney all she was getting. She creamed, shaking in an orgasm so strong, she fucking wet the bed. She should be terrified. Jimmy was having an especially good day, horrifically huge, yet Courtney spread those long-tanned legs wide, holding them back at the knees, offering her vulnerable self, to a grotesquely massive organ. The power, the totality of this infection is truly incredible.

He prodded the huge organ over her pussy. Ordering her about with wicked ease, how her next orgasm under him came as he prodded the fat prick between her scissored thighs. His huge nuts hitting her sweet bottom as he pushed the ponderous, heavy, fat weapon over her torso, beyond her slim tummy, up between her breasts. So grossly enormous she should be scared, as the gargantuan, heavy, hot, tool slithered over her body, but ‘infection’ carries with it, a loss of perception, bending the mind into willingly accepting something so oversized, that she should instead scream for help, and not out of pleasure.

It wasn’t simply the number, it was the quality, and depth of her orgasms. They were many, she was delirious, overworked, oversexed, and just foolish enough, to allow him to attempt entry into her little pussy. But her ‘allowing’ him, was an illusion, she was ‘willed’ towards this action by a lingering urge, provided by an insidious infection. The digital recording didn’t lie, it took little effort for Jimmy to break Courtney down, to attempt the impossible, as Jimmy laid his fully erect tool at her tender pussy. He had yet to cum, he was torturing her with it, prodding the insanely fat head over her little box. The visual for her was enough to set her off again, her eyes bleary, as Jimmy forced in the fat, wide head.

Courtney screamed. Never, had so much cock been placed inside her, never so thick, nor with such stretch. She mused this must be what giving birth is like. Jimmy wasn’t deterred, he pushed forward, gripping her ankles tighter, his grip so firm, it would leave bruises. Courtney had never felt, nor expected anything like this before, as inch after fat inch of fully distended swollen dick was inserted. She felt it to her lungs, her whole body shook and trembled like never before. She imagined it was fully inserted, the tale of the tape would show barely a third had entered her body.

Just as Victoria would do, her whole body was covered with goose bumps, as Jimmy let loose with what she could handle, his rabbit rapid fucking, left her in the throes of ecstasy, his slow driving, ponderous insertions were the greatest pleasure of her life. She screamed her approval until hoarse, and like all those so honored, she felt the glorious release of his gigantic load, deep, deep, inside her. She felt each pulse and jet from the massive tool, and as it sometimes happened, her ability to remain conscious failed, she went limp, as Jimmy poured all his frothy load deeply inside her.

A sickening mess was being left underneath her sweet bottom, as Jimmy purposefully laid all his seed within her trembling body with short little jabs. Barely a third of his massive prick had entered, but the volume far exceeded any man whom proceeded him. As he pulled free, his sick load leaked and puddled, her pussy remained gapping. A grim reminder of what had been inside her, as Jimmy’s tool hung menacingly beneath his muscled cut little body.

The video would show Jimmy pulling her limp form from the couch, and not so gently, treating Johnathan’s daughter as if she were a rag doll, as she fell upon the floor, unconscious, and placing her upon her back, as he walked over her, and hung his mammoth leaking dick over her face. He prodded it from cheek to cheek, as the fucking thing left a sticky mess of cum and precum that trailed down her cheeks and neck.

As she came out of it, Jimmy hung the gargantuan pole proudly over her face. Her realization, of just how ghastly monstrous he was endowed was coming full circle. Her father could her weakly call out “God damn!” as the hellish dripping organ was brandished over her. Her father was about to witness something much worse, as Jimmy took his daughter for a chilling ride upon a beyond monstrous fucking dick. Penetrating her as if she were accustomed to something so ghastly enormous, but she was not, she was a ‘virgin’ to a man this size, and size, is exactly what Jimmy brings.

Jimmy fucked that shit up, and when he appeared finished, he did it again. I’d like to say he was gentle, but nothing so large can be gentle, it was as long and fat as ever, driving hard, and through it all, Courtney couldn’t help but cum, she couldn’t help herself, it was part size, part Jimmy, and mostly, a large part of the infection.

Completely exhausting, energy sapping orgasms, her moaning, and the gibberish that came from her mouth were sad, eerie, and disturbing. This was her awakening, rebirth, as Jimmy endlessly laid that fucking cannon into her. Eventually, Jimmy called out to the camera’s he knew were watching him.

“Ya see that John? Look at your little girl … cumming like crazy on the end of my huge fat dick. I’m damn near splitting her in half. She’s barely able to handle me at all, and look how much more I could give her. She loves that fat dick … uh oh … there she goes again. Cumming harder and harder.” Said Jimmy, plugging away, as his fat dick ripped orgasms from Courtney as easily as playing Wi.

As John slept, Jimmy took, and take he did. Almost two hours’ worth. All that remained was a ripped, muscled little man, whom beat his gargantuan, fully abused, and aroused prick over a completely dazed, dazzled, and defeated rich bitch, whom couldn’t begin to keep up with him. Jimmy laid his completely distended organ over her prone body. Letting the ghastly image of what he had done, and whom he had done it to, as a lasting reminder of whom was the real boss.

Ultimately, John saw her text. Ultimately, he saw the sickening, maddening video, though he fast forwarded through most of it. He simply couldn’t bear to watch his ‘baby’ being taken, especially in such a wicked manner, but as he fast forwarded, and fast forwarded, it wouldn’t stop. More akin to a full-length porn horror movie, but with his daughter as the star. Jimmy fucked that shit up, and left her a bleeding, abused mess. Her body littered with long, fat, bruises from the beating of his mammoth pole upon her. Her insides nearly ripped open, abused by a dick too fat to comprehend, with a length and volume, that would always stay with her. Forever altering her, Courtney was nuked on dick, the longest and fattest, and worse … infected to her core, and sadly, insanely ‘in love’ what this ‘little man’ had done to her.