Tag: sausage with girth

I spotted this alpha stud down at the local cowboy bar.  He looked comfortable in the hat, shirt and tight wranglers. It was obvious that he was the real deal. I could not help staring.  When he wandered off to the men’s room, I followed. An hour after meeting him, I had two loads of his cum in my stomach. As we walked out of the toilet, everyone could tell what had happened. He was grinning and relaxed. My lips were swollen, my eyes red from crying, and the knees of my jeans were dirty from being ground on the bathroom floor.  But what cinched it was the reverse imprint of his belt buckle on my forehead. This stud had not only used me, but had marked me as a cocksucker to every other guy in the bar.

He was nervous as they described what they were going to do to him. How his tight little virgin hole would be busted wide open. How he would be taking loads up his ass. He was sweating with fear. He started shaking as they cut off his clothing. His eyes went wide as they disrobed and he saw the size of their cocks. But he did not really panic until he saw the sign up sheet with over twenty names on it.

Just buddies goofing around and wrestling, until Pete (in the grey shorts) pops a boner. Laying on top of his friend, Steve, with his hard on nestled between his pecs, he realizes how awkward this is. Basically he is titty fucking him. He doesn’t want to get up, because he knows his shorts will be tenting with a huge pre-cum stain. If he gets up now, his friend will know he is gay, and turned on from wresting with him. He realizes that there is no way out of this without outing himself, so he decides to make the most of a difficult situation and slides his body up. Once the wet spot on the crotch of his boxer briefs was nestled on top of his buddies mouth, he starts humping up and down. The movement, combined with his raging hard on, causes his cock to slip thru the fly on his underwear and rub against his friends lips. It felt incredible!

The problem was that Steve did not seem overly willing to suck Pete’s cock.  He kept his lips clenched tight, preventing penetration. Pete realized thing had already gone too far to stop now. Steve would tell everyone that he was gay, and would probably never talk to him again.  He would be ostracized from all the guys at school. No one would want to be seen with the gay dude. Since he had already lost Steve as a friend, he might as well turn him into his very own personal cocksucker and cum dump.  He would not be so eager to tell everyone what happened here today after he swallowed a load of hot jizz.

His mind made up, he reached down and twisted on Steve’s right nipple, hard. As Steve screamed out in pain his lips parted involuntarily. Pete used the opportunity to punch his cock straight in and deep into Steve’s throat in one long stroke. Knowing that the shock of having a dick in his mouth had temporarily stunned Steve and prevented him from fighting back, Pete did not hesitate to start pumping in and out of his former friend’s face. The sensation of having Steve swallowing his meat was too much and Pete could feel his balls tighten up and push his creamy nut juice directly into Steve’s throat. His “buddy”

was getting fed his first load. As Steve laid there trying to get a grasp on what had just happened, Pete reached over and grabbed his phone. He quickly snapped a couple of shots of his cock buried in Steve’s mouth.

“Alright, dude, unless you want the whole school to know you just sucked my cock and swallowed my jizz, you are going to keep this just between us.”

Pete had just turned his “buddy” out and made him into a cocksucker. What’s more, he enjoyed doing it.  Steve’s mouth felt amazing. This was not going to be a one time thing.

OK, everyone remember this is going to be the image on the poster for Pete’s de-masculation/objectification party so lets make it a good one. 

Pete, for the sake of the photo, don’t swallow. We want the cum to pool in your mouth till it’s overflowing the sides.

This will help you once my buddies get here. It should muffle most of the yelling. They complained about how last time you kept screaming “No, please stop!” and “Take it out, it’s too big!”. It was almost like you didn’t want the basketball team to enjoy themselves. I would have thought by now, you would be grateful to them for coming by every weekend. If they don’t run a train on your straight boy ass at least once a week your hole might close up again. Remember how much work it required to open you up

that first time. It took Tyrone almost forty five minutes to force his fat eleven incher fully into your little cunt. None of us want to go thru that again.