I never expected my gym buddy to be packing the kind of cock that could ruin a man for life. Jake and I had been lifting together for months, trading grunts and sweat, but it was just two straight dudes pushing iron until the night he caught me staring at the thick bulge in his shorts after a brutal leg day.
Like what you see? he growled, voice low and rough, yanking me into the empty locker room once everyone cleared out. He shoved his shorts down and that huge cock sprang free, veined, heavy, already half-hard and longer than my forearm. It slapped against his thigh with a meaty thud, the head flared and glistening. My mouth went dry.
On your knees, if you want it.
I dropped fast, heart hammering. My hands wrapped around the shaft but couldnt meet around it. The skin was hot, pulsing, so thick my fingers barely touched. Jake laughed dirty when I licked the slit, tasting the salty bead of precum. Suck it like you mean it, faggot. Open wide.
I tried. My jaw ached stretching around that massive head, lips stretched thin and shiny with spit. He grabbed my hair and fed it deeper, inch after thick inch, until the head nudged the back of my throat and I gagged hard. Tears streamed down my face but my own dick was rock-hard in my shorts. Jake fucked my mouth slow and deep, hips rolling, that huge cock sliding over my tongue, bulging my cheek. Spit ran down my chin in strings.
Fuck, your throats tight, he rasped. Gonna wreck that ass next.
He hauled me up, spun me around, and bent me over the bench. My shorts hit the floor. Jake spat on my hole, worked two thick fingers in, then three, stretching me while his other hand stroked that monster cock, smearing precum along the shaft. When he lined up, the blunt head felt impossibly wide pressing against my rim.
Push back, he ordered. I did, groaning as the crown popped inside. Burning stretch, full like nothing before. He didnt rush. He fed it slow, letting me feel every ridge and vein as that huge cock sank deeper, rearranging my guts. Halfway in I was panting, drooling on the bench, hole clenching around the girth. More, I begged, voice wrecked. Give me all of it.
Jake slammed the rest home in one thrust. I saw stars. His heavy balls slapped my taint and that cock bottomed out, pressing against my prostate so hard my own dick jerked and leaked. He started pounding, long, filthy strokes that pulled almost all the way out before driving back in, each one punching the air from my lungs. The wet slap of skin on skin echoed off the lockers. My hole burned and fluttered around him, gripping that thick shaft.
Fuck yeah, take this huge cock, he snarled, gripping my hips hard enough to bruise. Youre gaping for me already. He reached around and fisted my dick, jerking it in time with his thrusts. I came first, shooting ropes across the bench while my ass spasmed around him. Jake kept going, using my hole like a sleeve, grunting every time he bottomed out.
He pulled out, flipped me onto my back on the bench, and hooked my legs over his shoulders. The new angle let him drill even deeper. I watched his huge cock disappear into me, the shaft shiny with spit and lube, my rim stretched thin and red around the base. Jakes abs flexed as he hammered faster, sweat dripping onto my chest. Gonna flood this hole, he warned, then buried to the root and unloaded. I felt every hot pulse, thick jets flooding my guts until it leaked out around his shaft.
He stayed inside me while we caught our breath, that massive cock softening but still stretching me. When he finally pulled free, my hole gaped, cum trickling down my crack. Jake smirked, wiping his cock on my thigh. Same time tomorrow?
I nodded, already hard again at the thought of round two with that monster.
