My name is Aaron. I am a swimmer and I work part-time as the receptionist of a big gym in Dallas where I also train. I am 23 years old, 6 feet tall, dark blonde-haired and nicely built. Swimming almost every day gave me a broad back and large shoulders, which lessens my twinkish aspect. I always liked confident men, who inspire me to achieve better results.
Two years ago, I met Eric through a mutual friend who was also an athlete. An ex college quarterback, Eric was good-looking and self-assured. His six-feet-four-inches body was muscular, much bulkier than I was. What captivated me immediately was his smile. Moreover, since I don’t intend to fool anyone, his chest was also an attention grabber. Big, huge, hard pecs. At 28, he was 5 years older than I was, and I looked up to him as the older stud.
Being strong and competitive, during his college years, Eric stopped playing football as he was excelling in wrestling competitions. He even made it to big leagues. Living in Dallas, he was being trained by the best in the business, a professional coach from Russia who had been a national champion once.
Sexually, Eric was very aggressive, playing it rough and being verbal. At the beginning, he was not in a full dominant mode, but as time went by, he incorporated gestures and name-callings that I found exaggerated. Nonetheless, I played along. He was hot and a good fucker.
Alongside it, I discovered Eric had an OnlyFans account named Top Wrestler, where he described himself as an alpha top male, a tall white stud, a findom, making easy cash from losers all around the world who paid him for bragging about his big muscles and for his self-compliments. Although he never posted nude videos or photos and always wore a mask, his account became rather successful and lucrative. Extremely cocky, he liked to humiliate his followers, showing off his muscles, selling used underwear and telling stories about how he fucked the best asses available.
However, here is something about Eric only I knew. If you look at his profile, he claims he has a big cock. He boasts in the Internet about being over 8 inches. In person, he says he has 7 inches x 5.5 inches, bragging he is long and thick, hanging 4.5 with nice balls. He was proud of his bulge, proud he was bigger than his friends. His real size, however, is not that big. He actually is 6.2 x 4.8, which is above average.
The truth is that I always enjoyed hunks with small or regular sizes. But Eric was obsessed with size. In fact, he always liked men who were willing to worship him. He always looked for men who were younger and smaller than he was, to feel himself like a Master figure. I hated this about him. I found out he even had managed to have regular fuck buddies, cheating on me. When I confronted him about it, he just replied saying it was his alpha nature. “I was born to seed”, he said.
Of course I was upset about this. At the time, I simply did not what to do. The last straw was when I noticed he had uploaded two pics of my ass, exposing me in his porn accounts, while claiming he had destroyed me with his “immense dick”. At first, I had thought about just leaving him, find someone else etc. However, he was so obsessed with being this Alpha persona, that I decided he needed a reality check. And I knew exactly what to do.
An olive-skinned muscular stud started to work out in the gym where I am an employee. He was a civil engineer from Italy who was working in a project in Dallas. During his spare time, he enjoyed to participate in physique contests, so he joined the gym in Dallas to maintain his shredded body. Indeed, he was ripped like a Roman hero. I felt disconcerted just looking at him in his training clothes and I guess he noticed.
I was the one who filled out his admission request. His name was Lorenzo, 27 years old, same height as Eric. When I gave him the form for him to sign, I noticed he was adjusting his package inside his Adidas shorts. The fabric was revealing a gigantic bulge. I thought it was awkward he was having a hard-on. “Maybe he is into me”, I thought. His bulge was so insanely big that I couldn’t stop staring at it and I went numb. He took me out of my trance by putting the form against my face. “Hey, man, here it is”.
The next days he went to the gym at 1PM punctually. A man of his stature and strength cannot go unnoticed, so everyone was asking information about him. On a Thursday, the gym was almost empty and I left the reception to go the locker room.
I was distracted, taking a piss at the urinals, when I noticed Lorenzo, the Italian hunk, patting my back. I froze. It was hard not to be hypnotized by that manly figure. “Hey, man”, he just said, positioning himself next to me. The urinals did not have divisions.
Bulky, he wore blue shorts that could barely contain the size of his cock. His massive bulge filling was almost bursting out, while his pubes were peeking out of the top. He had just finished his exercise, so he was sweating and his muscles, pumped.
He moved his big right hand into his shorts, while the other hand stretched the fabric. After what seemed to me long seconds, he pulled out an outsized flaccid cock and started to piss.
I was in shock. “Holy fuck, this is so big!”. I said it spontaneously, taking a step behind. I could not stop staring at it. It really surprised me. It was perfectly shaped. Imposing, heavy, beautiful. I had never seen a cock that combined those insane levels of length and girth. It was everything Eric wished he had.
Lorenzo seemed to enjoy the surprise look, and tranquilized me. “You can look, man, it’s ok”, he said, as he continued his alpha piss.
“This is going to sound so unprofessional, but when I met you I thought you had a hard-on”.
"That’s what you thought? No, man, my dick gets so much bigger", he said.
“This… this is already the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. It seems unreal. I can’t imagine how big it gets when it is hard”.
Lorenzo loved hearing this. “It made an impression on you, so it feels great”, he said, as he finished pissing, swinging his fat cock.
He came next to me, taking off his shorts completely. I normally never care about balls, but those balls were so huge that I gasped just looking at them. He was smiling all the time, appreciating the reaction I was having.
He walked to the shower area, naked, with that long piece of manmeat slapping from thigh to thigh. “You know my number. Give me a call and we can measure it together”, he said.
“It is a true alpha’s monster cock”, I thought. Going back to the reception, I decided Eric would have his ego crushed. Through a message, I invited Lorenzo to my house the same night. I had all planed. Eric was about to face the true embodiment of an alpha male. And he wasn’t even remotely prepared for his journey into humiliation to begin.
Two years ago, I met Eric through a mutual friend who was also an athlete. An ex college quarterback, Eric was good-looking and self-assured. His six-feet-four-inches body was muscular, much bulkier than I was. What captivated me immediately was his smile. Moreover, since I don’t intend to fool anyone, his chest was also an attention grabber. Big, huge, hard pecs. At 28, he was 5 years older than I was, and I looked up to him as the older stud.
Being strong and competitive, during his college years, Eric stopped playing football as he was excelling in wrestling competitions. He even made it to big leagues. Living in Dallas, he was being trained by the best in the business, a professional coach from Russia who had been a national champion once.
Sexually, Eric was very aggressive, playing it rough and being verbal. At the beginning, he was not in a full dominant mode, but as time went by, he incorporated gestures and name-callings that I found exaggerated. Nonetheless, I played along. He was hot and a good fucker.
Alongside it, I discovered Eric had an OnlyFans account named Top Wrestler, where he described himself as an alpha top male, a tall white stud, a findom, making easy cash from losers all around the world who paid him for bragging about his big muscles and for his self-compliments. Although he never posted nude videos or photos and always wore a mask, his account became rather successful and lucrative. Extremely cocky, he liked to humiliate his followers, showing off his muscles, selling used underwear and telling stories about how he fucked the best asses available.
However, here is something about Eric only I knew. If you look at his profile, he claims he has a big cock. He boasts in the Internet about being over 8 inches. In person, he says he has 7 inches x 5.5 inches, bragging he is long and thick, hanging 4.5 with nice balls. He was proud of his bulge, proud he was bigger than his friends. His real size, however, is not that big. He actually is 6.2 x 4.8, which is above average.
The truth is that I always enjoyed hunks with small or regular sizes. But Eric was obsessed with size. In fact, he always liked men who were willing to worship him. He always looked for men who were younger and smaller than he was, to feel himself like a Master figure. I hated this about him. I found out he even had managed to have regular fuck buddies, cheating on me. When I confronted him about it, he just replied saying it was his alpha nature. “I was born to seed”, he said.
Of course I was upset about this. At the time, I simply did not what to do. The last straw was when I noticed he had uploaded two pics of my ass, exposing me in his porn accounts, while claiming he had destroyed me with his “immense dick”. At first, I had thought about just leaving him, find someone else etc. However, he was so obsessed with being this Alpha persona, that I decided he needed a reality check. And I knew exactly what to do.
An olive-skinned muscular stud started to work out in the gym where I am an employee. He was a civil engineer from Italy who was working in a project in Dallas. During his spare time, he enjoyed to participate in physique contests, so he joined the gym in Dallas to maintain his shredded body. Indeed, he was ripped like a Roman hero. I felt disconcerted just looking at him in his training clothes and I guess he noticed.
I was the one who filled out his admission request. His name was Lorenzo, 27 years old, same height as Eric. When I gave him the form for him to sign, I noticed he was adjusting his package inside his Adidas shorts. The fabric was revealing a gigantic bulge. I thought it was awkward he was having a hard-on. “Maybe he is into me”, I thought. His bulge was so insanely big that I couldn’t stop staring at it and I went numb. He took me out of my trance by putting the form against my face. “Hey, man, here it is”.
The next days he went to the gym at 1PM punctually. A man of his stature and strength cannot go unnoticed, so everyone was asking information about him. On a Thursday, the gym was almost empty and I left the reception to go the locker room.
I was distracted, taking a piss at the urinals, when I noticed Lorenzo, the Italian hunk, patting my back. I froze. It was hard not to be hypnotized by that manly figure. “Hey, man”, he just said, positioning himself next to me. The urinals did not have divisions.
Bulky, he wore blue shorts that could barely contain the size of his cock. His massive bulge filling was almost bursting out, while his pubes were peeking out of the top. He had just finished his exercise, so he was sweating and his muscles, pumped.
He moved his big right hand into his shorts, while the other hand stretched the fabric. After what seemed to me long seconds, he pulled out an outsized flaccid cock and started to piss.
I was in shock. “Holy fuck, this is so big!”. I said it spontaneously, taking a step behind. I could not stop staring at it. It really surprised me. It was perfectly shaped. Imposing, heavy, beautiful. I had never seen a cock that combined those insane levels of length and girth. It was everything Eric wished he had.
Lorenzo seemed to enjoy the surprise look, and tranquilized me. “You can look, man, it’s ok”, he said, as he continued his alpha piss.
“This is going to sound so unprofessional, but when I met you I thought you had a hard-on”.
"That’s what you thought? No, man, my dick gets so much bigger", he said.
“This… this is already the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. It seems unreal. I can’t imagine how big it gets when it is hard”.
Lorenzo loved hearing this. “It made an impression on you, so it feels great”, he said, as he finished pissing, swinging his fat cock.
He came next to me, taking off his shorts completely. I normally never care about balls, but those balls were so huge that I gasped just looking at them. He was smiling all the time, appreciating the reaction I was having.
He walked to the shower area, naked, with that long piece of manmeat slapping from thigh to thigh. “You know my number. Give me a call and we can measure it together”, he said.
“It is a true alpha’s monster cock”, I thought. Going back to the reception, I decided Eric would have his ego crushed. Through a message, I invited Lorenzo to my house the same night. I had all planed. Eric was about to face the true embodiment of an alpha male. And he wasn’t even remotely prepared for his journey into humiliation to begin.
