When Alex heard this, he moved over to my bed and placed his head on my thigh. When he saw that I was receptive, he moved around on the bed so that his prick was just an inch away from my mouth. I watched in amazement as Alex moved his own head and in one quick movement caught the head of my cock in his lips and sucked with just a slight amount of wetness covering my prick. After a minute, Alex’s saliva covered that entire length of my cock. As Alex worked on my cock, I pushed my tongue out and took a drop of pre-come from the head of his prick. It was not salty or bitter, just sticky. Then I moved my own head and let the head of his prick slide into my mouth. The warmth of his prick was a surprise to me, and the soft skin felt very good in my mouth.
I sucked on Alex’s hard prick for a while, then let it slip from my lips and took one of his balls into my mouth. After sucking on his balls, I slipped my tongue to the base of his prick.
“Please take my cock back into your mouth,” Alex implored me.
As I let his prick reenter my mouth, Alex let mine slip from his mouth and yelled that he was going to shoot a load, begging me not to stop. I felt Alex’s prick grow in size, and then I felt it start to pulsate between my lips. All at once, Alex grabbed the back of my head and rammed his prick all the way to the back of my throat. Alex moaned a loud moan as shot after shot of his warm come splashed down my throat. I felt like I was in Paris or Budapest or some other place I’ve never been, but I was happy to be there. Feeling that gusher go off in your own mouth and knowing that it is due to your own ministrations, is the most amazing experience in the world.
After Alex was finished coming and I had licked his prick clean, Alex asked me to stand up next to the bed. When I was standing, Alex got on the floor and knelt between my legs, reaching a hand around my ass and pulling my cock deep into his mouth. Alex then started to push and pull on my ass, which caused me to fuck his mouth. I knew that at this pace I was going to come in no time at all. As Alex kept sucking and licking the head of my prick, my legs started to shake and Alex had to hold me up.
First gradually and then quickly, I felt my load of come start at my toes and move through my body. When I warned Alex that my come was on the way, he pulled me closer to him. Faster and faster his head moved. Then my come came rushing up from my balls, through my cock and onto Alex’s tongue. Load after load shot out of me and into Alex’s mouth. After he finished swallowing every last drop, we fell together on the bed and rested.
After that, the rest of the trip was spent in our room finding out all we could about each other.—F.W., Chicago, Illinois
LITTLE GUY FEELS STRONG WHEN HE FEELS BIG GUY’S COCK BEHIND HIM
My story starts about two days after my wife left me for, in her words, a “real man.” To put it plainly, this guy is six-foot-two, weighs one hundred ninety pounds and, to hear my wife tell it, is hung like a horse.
I am a rather small man—five-foot-eight, a hundred and thirty—and I have a very small cock. But when we married we were both virgins, and for a couple of years my wife was satisfied—probably because she didn’t know what she was missing. Then she met Arnold at work, and they had an affair. Soon she told me to hit the road because she had found a real man that could fuck like a wild man.
Two nights later I was sitting at a bar trying to drink my problems away. This club is next door to a large motel and truck stop. I picked this spot because it has lots of truckers who come in to drink, and I thought that I might feel more manly being around these guys.
After a while, a trucker sat down beside me at the bar. He was a large man with a beard and a rather large beer belly. His voice was very deep and his eyes had a rather vacuous look in them. He was dressed in tight pants and a T-shirt. His arms were very muscular and hairy. He also had a bulge in his pants that no one could help noticing. But at that time, I had no interest in other men’s cocks, only the lack of mine.
We started talking and doing some serious drinking. After some drinks I was getting pretty drunk and started telling him my troubles. He was a good listener and told me that he felt bad for me.
Well, around two in the morning, the bar gave last call, and I was drunk as hell. My new friend, Gene, asked me where I lived. I told him across town. He said he had a room at the motel and that, since I was too drunk to drive, I should stay there the night.
We left my car in the bar parking lot and walked the short distance to the motel.
His room was small but clean. Also, it only had one bed, but he told me not to worry, we would be fine.
Well, I hardly remember getting undressed and into bed.
I don’t know how long I slept, but something woke me up. I was still a little drunk and had a hard time remembering where I was, but knew someone was in bed with me, because there was a large hand rubbing my ass and a great mass of hair against the back of my neck. The face behind the hair was licking and biting my neck.
I could feel the hand going inside of my underwear and then a large finger sliding up and down the crack of my ass.
Suddenly I remembered where I was and whose hand it was. What a crazy night, I thought.
Finally, I asked Gene just exactly what he thought he was doing.
“You feel just like a girl,” was all he said.
At first I thought I was with a crazy man, but then I thought about it and it made perfect sense. Except for the fact I don’t have tits and a pussy, I am like a girl. I barely have any hair on my body, and my skin is soft and smooth like a girl’s. Gene said that my ass was so round and firm that he couldn’t help himself. It felt faintly intriguing to be attractive to someone, even though the someone in question was kind of like that big hulk of a man in Moby Dick. I thought I might as well relax and enjoy the attention.
Then Gene started removing my underwear, rubbing his hands and then his legs all over my fine little behind. All the while he was still nibbling my neck. It tickled, especially with that beard.
Needless to say, I was apprehensive, but my life had taken such a strange turn that anything new is welcome.
Gene then lifted my top leg and started sliding a very large dick between the cheeks of my ass. Then, still nibbling my neck, he reached a hand around and started tweaking my nipples.
I don’t know what happened, but suddenly I was very turned on. Like I said, it was nice to feel attractive to another person after feeling inadequate for so long. I had heard how much pain is felt the first time someone gets fucked up the ass, but I needed the human contact. I then relaxed and started moving my ass against that great cock. Gene asked me if this meant that I wanted to fuck. In a very small, feminine voice that surprised me, I said yes.
With that, Gene got up and went into the bathroom. When he came back he left the bathroom light on and the door about half open. As he walked back to the bed, I could see him clearly, completely nude, for the first time. That is when I realized I was in for a wild night. Gene was every inch of six feet four inches tall with very wide shoulders and a massive chest. His legs looked like two oak trees, very thick and muscular. His whole body, including his shoulders and back, was covered with thick, black hair. And between his legs was the biggest, thickest dick I have ever seen, and that’s not counting the two huge balls that hung beneath his ass.
He was standing next to the bed, and suddenly I had a very strong urge to touch him. I slid across the bed and very softly caressed his balls. Then I ran my hand up and down that beautiful cock. It wasn’t all the way hard yet, but it was already eight inches long and as big around as my fist.
Gene then put his hand behind my head and pulled my face to his nuts. At first I only let them rub against my face. Gene asked me to lick and suck them. I slowly ran my tongue over and around each nut. I found that they tasted great, all sweaty and salty, so I took one in my mouth. It filled my entire mouth, and I tried hard not to bite him. The smell of him intoxicated me (even more than I already was) and I felt like I was on LSD.
After I licked and sucked both nuts, Gene moved me over on the bed and la
y down beside me. In a gruff voice that I found made me weak and very ready to love him, he implored me to suck his dick. I had never done this before, but being a man I knew what would feel good. I slowly ran my tongue around the head of his dick, letting my saliva run down the shaft and onto his legs and balls. I then took the shaft into my mouth and started slowly swallowing that monster an inch at a time until I had about half of it in my mouth.
When I couldn’t take any more, I started sliding my mouth up and down very slowly, being careful not to let my teeth hurt him. Then I started going faster and, to my surprise, taking more and more dick down my throat. I wasn’t even gagging. Gene started moaning and bucking his hips. I knew he was going to come, so I increased the speed and just kept swallowing dick. At last Gene grabbed me behind the head and pulled my head down real hard. I could feel the head of his dick at the back of my throat, his balls slapping me in the face and gobs and gobs of come squirting down my throat. I lay very still and swallowed all of his love jism that I could.
He shot off for a minute or so, and I felt like his cock was filling up my entire skull. After he was all done, I savored his dick as it went soft in my mouth.
We both fell asleep that way, with my face between his legs. Later I was woken up by Gene pulling me up in the bed. He started kissing me on the mouth and I responded by kissing him back. He gave me a real hard French kiss, and then he spread my legs. He then started nibbling and sucking my neck, working his way down my front, covering my tits, belly, thighs and ass-cheeks with warm, wet kisses. This got me really turned on. He then put two pillows under my ass and spread my legs wide apart. He then produced a jar of K-Y jelly and started rubbing it on his big cock and putting some on my asshole. I knew then that it was going to happen, that in a few moments that big dick would be up my ass and I would be in for the biggest new experience of my life since I was born. I was excited. I had made up my mind that this would be my life from now on.
Gene started rubbing the head of his dick around the edges of my anus. Then I felt the head enter me. The head of his dick was so big and my ass was so tight that it was a difficult thing to pull off. But there was no turning back. As Gene stared passionately into my eyes and I stared back, I thought of all the women who would have killed to be in my position.
Gene then started slowly putting more and more dick up me until I didn’t think I could take any more. In the woman’s voice I had developed, I suggested that maybe that was enough. But Gene said that I was going to be his woman completely. With one huge thrust of his large body, he drove that whole ten and a half inches all the way up my ass. I was screaming with ecstasy, and Gene answered my cries of passion by saying, over and over again, “Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.”
Gene lay still until his cock settled in my ass, and then he started slowly fucking me.
Then the magic started. This ass-fucking I was taking started to feel better than anything I had ever done before. So good, in fact, that I started moving under Gene as he would pull his cock out until the head was barely in and then slam it back in, up to the nuts. This went on for a very long time. Then Gene started moving faster and faster, moaning loudly, those huge nuts slapping me in the ass. Then with a mighty thrust, he filled my ass with sweet come.
The next morning, he woke me up by putting that big thing back up my ass again. This time was even better because I had experienced it before.
When I went into the bathroom to shower, I looked in a full-length mirror on the bathroom wall. I looked like hell. I had hickeys all over me and large, dark circles under my eyes. But I felt great. Gene and I parted company promising to see each other often, which we have.
That night I realized I loved this kind of sex, so I decided to do all I could to become a woman—short of surgery. Since then I have started taking female hormones, had all the hair removed from my face and body and let my hair grow down to my butt. I wear clothes that show off my long legs and round, feminine hips. I now have more boyfriends than I can count. I still pick up men at bars and, when possible, I ride up and down the interstate with the top down on my car, trying to attract truckers. I also stop at rest stops and truck stops and fuck these great guys. Most of them already know I have a very small dick between my great legs, but some of them have had their dicks sucked by me and not known that I am a man.
None of them would have been pissed off, mind you, because I give the best head on the East Coast.—Name and address withheld
JACK-OFF BUDDY HELPS OUT A FRIEND IN NEED
The following events happened over twenty years ago. This is the first time I’ve told anyone. While you’re reading, please remember that truth is sometimes stranger than fiction.
During our senior year in high school, when we were both eighteen, Allen and I were neighbors and best friends. I spent a lot of time at his house after school because both of his parents worked. He had his own room and he had an older sister with fabulously large breasts who was in the habit of going braless. In time, we became jerk-off buddies, using Allen’s large collection of magazines.
We’d sit side by side on the edge of Allen’s bed with the door locked as we stroked our erect cocks while reading his latest magazines. Allen often reminded me that he admired my cock because it was so large. I had a very thick, six-inch circumcised cock with a large head. Allen had a thin cock barely five inches long with a small head partially covered by his foreskin. What he lacked in cock size, Allen made up for with a pair of enormous, low-hanging balls. He also shot off huge loads of come—about two tablespoons compared with my one teaspoon. I enjoyed watching Allen fill up his cupped left hand with huge loads of hot jism. One time, when I had trouble shooting off, Allen rubbed a handful of his hot come on my cockhead until I shot one of my best loads ever. I really enjoyed the feel of his hot sperm and slippery hand on my cock. Allen realized how much his hot jism turned me on because I practically passed out afterwards.
The next week, Allen came up with yet another way to jerk off. We both sat on his bed facing each other with our legs spread wide. Allen put his thighs over mine and we moved closer until we were cockhead to cockhead, sitting on top of an old towel. We’d shoot our hot sperm all over each other’s organ. Allen always came first, shooting gobs of gooey sperm all over my cock, pubic hair and balls. As his hot spunk covered my organ and dripped down to the towel, I’d shoot my load—aiming at the huge balls hanging low between Allen’s legs. Because I had a longer cock, I was practically touching Allen’s balls when I shot off. I always hit my target.
Allen was a jerk-off expert. He taught me to wait for at least three days so I’d shoot a bigger load, to take a hot bath so my nuts would hang down like his, to fondle my balls before I shot off and to use a greasy finger to play with my asshole. In early summer I managed to get poison ivy on both of my hands and one of my arms. I had to wear cotton gloves on my hands to keep it from spreading. After about a week, I was extremely horny, but I wouldn’t touch my cock with my hands and I couldn’t jerk off with my gloves on. When I told Allen about my problem, he told me to come over on Saturday night and he’d help.
On Saturday night, Allen locked the door to his room and told me I had to smoke hash with him and get high. He dimmed the lights, told me to strip and complimented me on my large penis, as he usually did. I was so horny that my cock had juices dripping out of it. Allen told me to kneel on the floor and put my head and shoulders down on a pillow. I got into position with my ass up in the air as Allen lubricated his hands and began fondling my cock and dangling balls. My cock snapped to attention as he began greasing my asshole. This was the highlight of my life: I was extremely high and my best friend was handling my swollen, throbbing genitals. Allen stretched my asshole with one finger and then with two until I was fully relaxed. Then he put his thin cockhead against my asshole and very slowly penetrated my ass. When his rod was fully inserted, I could feel his warm thighs against my hips, and then he began stroking my greased cock. In this position, gravity caused my balls to hang
toward the head of my cock so that he could stroke my cock and fondle my nuts at the same time.
Allen moved slowly in my ass—in deep, then back out. I never would have believed a real cock would feel so good in my asshole. His hips rocked back and forth and his heavy nuts bounced against me. He began to moan, and then he shot a huge load of come inside me. As he blew thick wads of jism in my asshole, I felt a pressure build up in my balls. They drew closer to my body and I knew I was going to shoot an extra big load of come. When I exploded, the first spurt rocketed out and splashed against the bottom of my chin. Allen slowly milked my cock and balls, giving me sufficient time to shoot six hot wads of jiz on the floor. It was the best come of my life, and the largest load I’d ever shot.
For the next three weeks Allen serviced me every two or three days. When the poison-ivy rash completely healed, I paid Allen back by helping him jerk off at least once a week for the entire summer. I enjoyed cupping his long, heavy balls in my left hand as I reamed his asshole with my left thumb. With Allen facing away from me, I’d reach around his hips with my right hand to slide his foreskin back and forth over his glans until he shot his usual huge load of come. Allen would tell me when he was going to come so I could quickly get my left hand in position to catch his hot load. I’d rub his hot jism on my cock until I shot off, too. By the end of the summer I’d become a jerk-off expert. I could get Allen so hot that he’d shoot his first wad of come almost three feet—we had a contest and I measured it.
Today, just thinking about that summer makes my “trouser snake,” now very thick and seven inches long, crawl down my leg and protrude out of my shorts. Honey is oozing out of the slit and my cockhead is throbbing near the bursting point as the poison-ivy summer adventure replays itself in my mental VCR. What a summer that was.—Name and address withheld
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