It was not a pretty cock. Veiny and misshapen, grossly out of proportion. But once it was buried inside of you, it’s true beauty reveled itself. That fat, lumpy cock stretches out your hole in all the right ways. You feel every inch of that girth plunging into you, making your cunt a little wider and a little deeper.
It wasn’t pretty, but it got the job done.
“Oh god, what did we just do? I can’t believe that just happened. What were we thinking?”
“Dude relax, you just sucked my cock. It’s not a big deal.”
“Of course it’s a big deal. I’m not gay!”
“Who cares? Gay and straight are just labels, they should not define you.”
“You mean that? You don’t think less of me as a man, now that I have sucked your dick and you have shot a load down my throat?”
“Well, of course I think less of you, but not because you might be gay. I think less of you because you are a cocksucker.”
OK, one more time for the camera, tell me how you are not gay, how you are straight and have a girlfriend.
I suggest you make it convincing, cause this video is going out to all your friends and teammates. Having just watched you suck my cock and get your face painted with my nut, they might not completely believe your heterosexual claims.
No….sorry, I have to insist. If you want to fuck me you have to put on a condom, like the other guys did.
I only have safe sex.
On your knees in the men’s room trying to convince an alpha male that your faggot mouth is a much better place for his warm piss than some dumb ol’ urinal.
I spotted him in the mall on a Saturday afternoon with his pregnant wife and two kids in tow. The bulge in his jeans made my mouth water. His cock was stretched out down his left leg and looked like it was trying to escape. The look on the guys face told me he was looking for a way out of his afternoon of family time as well.
I caught his eye and looked down at his impressive crotch bulge, licking my lips. He looked a little surprised, but interested. I nodded towards the hallway to the men’s room. I watched as he got his family settled in the food court and bought them lunch. He kept glancing my way, while his jeans tented out even further. Once the family was settled in, facing away from the toilets, I noticed, he nodded to me as he headed for the men’s room. I got up and followed a few steps behind. Halfway down the hall to the men’s toilet, he instead ducked into the “Family Restroom”, which was a single occupant room and much better for some privacy. I walked up to the door and tried the knob. I was not surprised to find it unlocked.
I entered the room and locked the door behind me. He was already undoing his shirt, getting undressed.
“Hurry up faggot, I need to bust a nut badly and I don’t have much time. Drop your pants and bend over. I need to stick my dick into a cunt, right now. My wife is knocked up, so access to her pussy has been shut off for months and with the kids, I can’t even get any alone time to jerk off. I am about to burst. I hope you are able to take a good aggressive fuck, cause this is going to be rough. No time for niceties, I am going to ram this monster into you hard, fast and deep. There’s several weeks worth of my baby makers built up in my nuts, waiting for release.”
He un-zipped his jeans and fished his meat out thru the fly of his boxer briefs. It was a monster. long and really thick. That thing was going to hurt! He grabbed my tee shirt, ripped it off over my head wadded it up a shoved it into my mouth.
“That will help muffle the screaming, and
trust me, there will be screaming.”
He ripped down my pants without unbuttoning them, spun me around and faced me against the wall. He them pulled down the baby changing table, and bent me over, on top of it. He spit a couple of times on my exposed ass, then I felt his cock push between my butt cheeks and press against my hole. With no further ado, he forced his cock into me in one hard stroke. It felt like a telephone pole had been rammed inside of me. He did not hesitate, and started pumping that fuck stick in and out. He was hammering my poor ass. He was correct when he said there would be screaming. I was yelling out in pain for all I was worth. The tee shirt muffled most of the sounds, but it still sounded loud bouncing off the tile walls.
“Yeah, good pussy, nice and tight.”
He pounded away for about ten minutes before unleashing what felt like a fire hose inside of me. My hole was instantly filled to overflowing with his built up nut juice. He continued to stroke in and out, during and after his orgasm, making sure his
man gravy
was deposited deep in my guts. As he finished and pulled out, I felt huge globs of his baby batter dripping down my thighs. He grabbed me by my hair, spun me around and forced me to my knees ripping the drool soaked tee shirt out of my mouth, throwing it on the ground. He then forced me to clean up his cock. As I was sucking his still hard meat clean of his jizz and my ass juices, he buttoned up his shirt. Once he deemed himself clean enough, he pulled out of my mouth, tucked his monster away, zipped up and walked out of the room without saying another word. He had used my hole to jerk himself off and now he was done. After busting his nut, I was discarded from his thoughts as easily as he would throw away a cum filled Kleenex.
Sitting on the cold tiled floor, covered in a stranger’s still warm pecker snot, I felt strangely satisfied. I had helped a real man get off when he needed it. I had fulfilled my purpose, I did not require anything more.
I took him out to the woodshed and showed him who’s boss
We had met during freshman orientation and immediately hit it off. During our first year off college we were practically inseparable. We went to games, hung out at the student union, worked out at the gym and got drunk together. Other than when we were in class or out on dates (and hopefully getting laid), we were together.
Then something happened over the summer and when we came back for our second year. My two buddies seemed different, somehow bigger and more masculine. We all pledged a frat, which I had hoped would bring us back to the way we were during first year, but hell week seemed to further separate us. The degrading and humiliating tasks us pledges were given, seemed to be worse for me than it was for them. Being stripped to my underwear, while I was bent over and paddled caused me to chub up for some reason. My boner was pointed out and made fun of, but while the other pledges were laughing, my two “friends” were whispering to each other. Once pledging was complete the two of them were invited to become members of the frat, while I was blackballed. I did not see my two buddies for the next couple of weeks, as they got deeply involved in the frat and were hanging out with their new bros.
Then out of the blue, the two of them asked if I wanted to hang out on Friday night. They suggested that I come over to the frat house and we could head out to the bars from there. It was a little awkward going to the frat house after they had rejected me, but I wanted to see my friends again. Once at the house my “buddies” took me upstairs to their room and closed the door behind us. They then grabbed me, tossed me on the bed and stripped me naked. I tried to fight back but I was no match for the two of them. They told me that they realized something about me during pledge week and decided to act upon that knowledge. They said that they had realized that I was a fag and that as such, I should be serving real men such as themselves. I was put on my knees in front of them on the bed and told to start sucking their cocks. My head was grasped and forced tight to the pubic bushes of my “friend’s” crotches. They showed me no mercy and skull fucked me as hard as they could. It was very obvious, they no longer considered me a friend. Instead I was a fuck toy, a hole to be used to bring pleasure to themselves. Once the two of them had busted a nut in my mouth, I was flipped over and fucked. They tag teamed my virgin ass, taking my cherry with force. My ass was violently turned into a cunt. Once they had broken me in, they opened the door to the room and invited all of their frat bro’s to take a turn and use me. I ended up spending the weekend having my holes filled with frat jizz.
That’s right, now I want you to look directly into the camera and tell all your buddies that you are straight. I want you to tell them the homophobic things you yelled at my friends. I want you to tell them how much you hate gays. Then I want you to swallow my cum.
He lost his tape measure again. Luckily he needs a piece of wood exactly 12 inches long
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