Date: Thu, 24 Apr 1997 22:35:46 -0700
From: pfieffer@pacbell.net
Subject: Hugecock Diary, Part I

HUGECOCK DIARY, Part I
or
My Cock: I think I'll keep it

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Over the course of my 29 year life, lots of people have asked me what it
is like to have  cock like mine.  At 19 inches long and 10.5 inches
around (that's 3" thick if you can't divide by pi) (and currently using
a cockpump to make it even bigger)I have one of the largest dicks on the
planet.  I've even had straight guys play with my huge dong just to they
could feel a tool like mine.  To answer a lot of the questions a lot of
you have, and to satisfy the voyeur in all of us, I'm publishing parts
of my diary (edited and updated).  I started keeping my diary early in
life, but in the first entry I'm publishing I was 13 1/2.

Since the entries are dated, you need some point of reference.  I was
born on November 8th, 1967.

Comments, questions, and all other e-mail is welcomed, appreciated and
wanted!  I promise to reply!    pfieffer@pacbell.net

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6/19/80

Dear diary,
Why can't I stop trying to look at guys and their cocks?  Its bad enough
that my dick is deformed, but I can't help but look at guys in the
locker room and any time I'm at a urinal I can't help but look over and
see what the other guy has.  I've never seen another guy hard, but I
really want to.  Maybe when guys get hard they get as big as I do.  I
hope so, I don't like the jokes...I mean FUCK!  I think I'm gay, and I
don't want to be!  At least Jake doesn't mind me hanging around him.

[Editor's note:  Jake was my 19 year old cousin who was staying with us
while taking Summer School courses]

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6/22/80

Dear Diary,
Jake is gay!!  How do I know?  I searched his room today while he was at
school and found a bunch of dirty mags.  Its the first time I'd ever
seen pornos and I have to admit, it took a few moments to realize that
there were no chicks on the covers.  My heart was pounding and I felt
faint as I realized that EVERYBODY in his mags were guys, and they were
doing things that I had never imagined.  I'd heard about buttfucking,
but here were pictures of spread asscheeks and hard cocks buried inside,
pictures of cocks, guys sucking guys, it was incredible!  
I was so hard it hurt!  I ripped off my shorts and began to jerk off in
my favorite way.  I ran my right hand over my dickhead to get some lube,
then wrapped both hands around my meat (I'm trying to use words I saw
and read today), and came as soon as I began jerking.  It took maybe 3
strokes before I erupted, it was the most intense orgasm I'd ever had. 
Cum spewed out all over.  I just rode it out, feeling too intense to
think.  After I came, I didn't even get soft.  I continued to leaf
through the mags, jerking my cock until it was almost time for Jake to
get home, put away everything, and went back to my room.
One thing I did notice, it didn't look like anybody had a dick as big as
mine.  I wonder what's wrong with me?  One of the stories I read the guy
kept going on about his 10" long, 8" around cock.  Hold on, maybe I
should measure myself...after all, if he's 10" and I'm about that, I
gotta be normal right?  Hold on, let me grab a ruler from the desk.
I'm back.  There must be something wrong with me.  My cock measures
exactly 1 foot from my crotch to the head.  I must be deformed or
something.  I laid the ruler across my dick and it said I was 2"
across.  I'm really worried about this...what if my dick is deformed?

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6/25/80

Dear Diary,
I'm not worried if I'm deformed anymore.  I found out that I am, and
that is a wonderful thing!!!  How did I find out?  It turns out Jake is
deformed like me, only more so.  How did I find that out?  A screwup on
my part.  I was in his bedroom stroking and cumming and suddenly his
voice came from over my shoulder.
"See you inherited the family cock, little cousin."
I jumped up (not to mention out of my skin) and turned around and there
was my cousin, naked as I was, and as hard as I'd was, only he had even
a bigger cock!  He walked over, grabbed my meat and stroked it and
couple of times.  That was too much for me.  I began to cum.  I was
mortified as the first blast rocketed out and splashed against his leg. 
What would he think?!  My answer came a moment later when he dropped to
his knees and took my spurting dick  into his mouth and sucked the rest
of my load out.  I thought I felt good the other day, but this was
mind-boggling.  I saw stars as I finished cumming into his mouth.
He stood up, a trickle of cum dripping from the corner of his mouth. 
He grabbed me by the dick and walked me over to the bed and pushed me
onto it.  He lay down next to me and explained the facts of life to me. 
He knew that I'd been looking through his porno collection, and came
home early from class to catch me jerking off.  He wanted to see if I
inherited the family dick.  It turns my mother's side of the family
(through the maternal line) runs to huge cocks.  Jake explained to me
that having a huge cock was a wonderful thing.  I might get jokes,
especially  the next few years in high school, but that was minor
compared to the joy of being hung like your average mule.
He explained how having a massive dong made people stare, how getting
laid was usually just a matter of whipping it out, and it allowed you to
suck yourself.  He asked if I had ever done that.  I never even thought
about it.  He smiled, sat up, leaned down and shoved the head of his
cock into his mouth.  He pulled his mouth off, a trail of precum
stretching from his lower lip to his dick.  He told me to try it, and it
was incredible!  I didn't know precum tasted so good!  The feeling were
incredible.  Like the feeling when he was sucking my cum down, but
different, since I could control when and where my tongue went, the
strength of sucking and what not.  Jake reached over and cupped my balls
in his hand and squeezed them gently.  With a muffled shout (muffled
because I had a mouthful of my own cock) I spewed, my load spraying into
my mouth.  I almost choked as the spray hit the back of my throat, but
it tasted so good I was able to swallow almost all of it.
When my vision cleared, and I could  think again.  Jake looked at me and
smiled.  
"Fun, little cousin?  I think we'll have fun all summer long."
He waved my dick toward me and told me to try sucking him now.  I
leaned over and tried to get the head into my mouth but it was too big. 
I tried and tried, but ended up sucking on the tip of his cockhead,
while stroking the shaft with both my hands.  I must have been doing a
good job because he was moaning and telling me to dig my tongue into his
slit and dig out the ooze, to nibble on the big triangle of skin bellow
his head, and after a few minuets he groaned that he was going to cum,
and filled my mouth with his sperm.  It tasted different from my own,
but still very good.
It was almost time for my parents to come home by then, but he promised
that he would come into my room later tonight and we could have some
more fun

[editors note:  Jake did come later that night, and I measured him at
14 inches long, and 2.5 inches thick.  We continued to fuck around all
summer (and still do).  ]

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11/8/81

Dear Diary
	As you know, today is my birthday, and it went pretty damn cool.  Mom
took me out to a really fancy restaurant for dinner, and bought me a
second drive for my computer!  Two drives!  Now I have over 300K of
storage!  And it makes it so easy to copy disks.  Seth and I are already
planing on getting together next week and pirating all sorts of stuff. 
Thank God for Locksmith 4.0.  
	One kinda gross/weird thing happened at the restaurant though.  I had
to take a shit, so I went in, and when I sat on the toilet the tip of my
dick fell into the water!  First of all, the water was ice cold, second,
my cock was dipping into toilet water...Yuk!  So I pulled it up and
dried it off with some toilet paper, but couldn't figure out what to do
next with it.  I ended up flopping it over my thigh and sort of holding
it in place with my left hand.  It was kinda a pain, I hope my balls
don't get so huge they dangle into the water too, I'm not sure I could
concentrate on going to the bathroom holding both my dick and balls out
of the way.

	[editor's note:  that was when my limp dick was 7 inches long.  Now
that I'm 13 inches long soft, and my balls do dangle into the water
(hanging 8 or so inches when I'm fully relaxed) I do have to toss them
over my thigh (usually the left one) and hold them in place, or a lot of
times they hold in place by their sheer weight alone.  Probably more
than anything else, this gets the most stares of all]

	[editor's note:  some of you have written and asked why I haven't
written anything about the reaction of the kids in my highschool when I
stripped down and my monstrous dork swung free, bigger limp than almost
everybody else (including the coaches) hard.  The reason is simple...Due
to moving around a lot with my mom, and the fact that we were rich, I
didn't attend regular school until I was 16, and a junior (about a month
after my first "Park" incident).  I had private tutors and a lot of
home/self teaching.  When my mom would leave on business trips, I would
usually get Mrs. Willington as a baby-sitter.  She was probably 60 years
old and I still firmly believe she was a Nazi Youth back in the war. 
The term taskmaster doesn't even come close.  She was a repressed
viscous old hag.  So I spent a lot of time in my room with my computer
and sucking myself off.  
	Oh I saw a few other dicks...when I went swimming at the pool in the
locker room, at public bathrooms, but never "hung out" with naked guys
like happens in high school gym class or sports.  I got some stares,
some comments, but never spent an extended time naked around other men
and boys...until my first, and last week as a Boy Scout and at Boy Scout
camp.]

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6/27/82

Dear Diary,
	I REALLY don't want to go to Scout Camp, and I don't want to be a Boy
Scout, but mom insists on it.  She feels guilty for my lack of friends I
guess.  I have friends...computer friends.  She's just dealing with all
the guilt from not being around that much over the last year.  There are
better ways to do it than send me off to Boy Scout Camp.  She was
convinced by one of our neighbors who's kid is a scout (and a real
jerk).  He's promised to "show me the ropes."  I hope this isn't too
bad.
	Well, we got here O.K., they showed us our cabin and then we went to
dinner.  It sucked.  Time for lights out.  Maybe it will get better.

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6/29/82

Dear Diary
	I am humiliated, I hate this place, I hope everybody here dies of a
horrible disease that involves pain and decaying flesh.  You want to
know what happened?  O.K., I have two options to go to the bathroom...I
can use the outhouse (yes, outhouse) or I can walk over to the central
building and use the flush toilets there.  So I went over to use the
toilets, and to shower.  It must be planned to humiliate you as much as
possible.  There are no walls or doors around the toilets, just a row of
10 of them.  The showers are equally open.  1 room with 15 shower heads
on the walls.  The only way to shower is to stand there and face 14
other naked boys and men.  
	I was mortified, but determined to do it.  I wasn't chicken.  I did
what I saw a few other guys doing, I stripped and walked over to the
toilet and did what I always did, picked up my dick and balls, sat down
and flopped them over my thigh.  It was then that I noticed a bunch of
guys staring and whispering.  You can not imagine what it was like
trying to take a shit while a dozen guys are looking, and then I let
forth a loud fart and everybody busted up.  I was dying.  I wiped, got
up and walked to the showers.  I have never been more aware of the way
my cock and nuts had started bouncing along my thighs when I walked.  
	I got into the shower room and, for a moment, was able to forget under
the warm spray, but then I noticed conversation in had stopped.  I
looked, and everybody was looking at me.  Then, my so called "friend",
my neighbor,  pointed at my dick hanging to my knees and laughed about
how I was deformed.  Everybody busted up.  I wanted to die; and it gets
worse.  I'm being laughed at for being deformed, and I guess I am
because nobody was even half my size, and I suddenly realize that I'm
staring at a bunch of other guys' cocks, ranging in size from 1-4 inches
and ages from 13 to 18 and I get hard!
	I felt like crawling into the drain as the blood raced and engorged my
misshapen dong.  The laughter cut off as all 14 inches jutted out rock
hard and rigid.  Through my shame I wondered at that.  They laughed when
I was soft, but now that I'm hard, they all just stared.  Except for Mr.
Smartass, who called me a faggot for throwing a rod around a bunch of
guys.  That was too much, I ran out of there, back to my cabin.  I'm
calling Mom!  I want out of here!
	One thing I wonder about.  What kind of power did my rigid dick have? 
I've never been so embarrassed about anything in my life!  I wish I had
a normal sized dick (what ever that is, I've only seen me and Jake hard,
but if the other guys almost double in size like I do, they'd only be
4-6 inches long hard), but then I couldn't suck myself.  Just how big am
I going to grow?  I'm scared about that, but deep down I think I
wouldn't mind having the biggest cock in the world.

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8/2/83

Dear Diary,
	You would not believe what happened today!  I had was biking along,
quite a ways from home.  Mom's off on business again, so I'm on my own. 
At least she doesn't leave a baby-sitter with me anymore.  I passed by
this park that looked pretty cool, lots of trees, and a couple of
paths.  The map at the front even said that there was creek back there. 
I locked up my bike, grabbed my bag and pipe, and walked off.  It was a
great park!  I had walked for about five minuets when I heard  sounds
coming from the bushes off the path.  I snuck over and peeked through.
	What I saw sent the blood pumping to my dick and made my pulse race. 
Through the shrubbery I say one man, about 25 or so, Latino, pants
around his ankles,  and cute,  being sucked off by an older guy.  The
guys eyes were closed as the older dude knelt and swallowed his cock. 
The guys dick was nice, from what Jake had taught me, larger than
average, probably about half as big as mine.  As I watched, the younger
dude grabbed the cocksucker by the hair and began to facefuck him,
pistioning his rigid brown shaft in and out of pink lips.  He crammed
the sucking mouth and throat all the way down on his uncut shaft.  He
grunted and shot down the dude's throat.  Then he pulled back, popped
his spewing dong out of the hot mouth and jacked a couple more loads
onto the guys face, to drip off his chin onto the grass below.  I was
amazed.  Excluding watching me and Jake in a mirror, I'd never seen guy
sex outside a video.
	Without a word, not even looking at the guy, the Latino pulled up his
pants, zipped up and walked away.  I almost jumped out of my skin when
the older guy looked straight at me and said "You want to get your
cocked sucked too?"
	I was so hot from seeing them go at it, I leapt through the bushes,
tugging down my sweats and yanking down my .  His eyes bugged out as he
stared at my prick.  He whispered, "Oh my God!  Dear God!"
	He reached out and palmed my half-hard dick, hefting it with both
hands, letting it go and then reaching back and cupping my balls, using
both hands to heft my baseball sized balls.  All the time muttering
amazement, and praise, of the huge cock he was playing with.  I had no
idea what effect my cock could have on another man.  I mean, this is the
first time anybody besides Jake had seen my dick even half-hard, and
this guy was acting like my dick was the ultimate dick in the world. 
Jake had told me how amazing my dick was, especially since I now passed
him up and measured 15 inches long and 2.5 inches thick, but I had never
realized it until now.  Under his soft hands and praise my dick grew
until I was rock hard and leaking more than I ever had in my life.
	He ran his hand over my apple sized cockhead and smeared my flowing
precum all over it.    He opened his mouth wide and fit almost the
entire head into his mouth, while stroking my shaft with both hands.  It
was incredible!  Even better than when I do it.  He dug his tongue into
my gaping slit and drew out even more of my juice.  I was standing
there, legs spread, all 15 inches rock hard and jutting out from my
groin to where the dude had managed to get all my glans into his mouth,
eyes closed, when I felt another set of hands on my balls and another
mouth on my cock.  I opened my eyes to see that another guy, this one
much older, may 70 or so and joined in.  It was incredible!  Watching
these two guys worship my dong was wonderful.
	The two of them were slobbering and drooling all over my enormous
meat.  Both pairs of hands and mouths easily found room on my 120 square
inches of cock.  They played and tugged on my balls, each of them
sucking and nuzzling my 3" testes.  It didn't take long before I could
feel my   balls draw up and I began to cum.  I swear I've never come
that much in my life.  The first blast flew a good 8 feet to the edge of
the clearing.  In don't know how far the other's would have shot because
both men jumped on my dick the rest of my splooge landed on their
faces.  I sprayed both of them  until it my seed was running down their
faces and dripping down their chin.
	After I came, they continued to lick and stroke, telling me what a stud
I was, how amazing my dick was, how they were going to take me how and
spoil me.  They had really weird lisps to their voices, and I have to
admit, I got freaked out, ran out of there (didn't pull my shorts up
either at first, shocked the hell out of some guy when I came out of the
bushes with all 9 limp inches bouncing around).  That was not long ago. 
I'm writing it down as soon I was able.  What kind of park was that? 
Will it happen again if I go there?  And is my  cock really all that
amazing?  How will other men respond to it?

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8/30/83

Dear Diary,
	Well, I finally got a hold of Jake.  When I told him what happened he
laughed, but did take the time to explain what a cruise spot was.  I was
amazed.  There are public places where gay guys go to find cock?  What a
wonderful thing!  I told him about their reaction to my massive dick,
and he told me that he had told me so, that I was hung longer than
huge.  As he had shown me, even in pornos nobody had a dick as big as
mine.  (well, in some straight videos guys had bigger ones, but not in
gay porno).  He explained that the older guys I had run into were called
"trolls" [editor's note:  I don't use that term anymore], and they
especially loved young dick.  He told me that it might be a good idea to
let a troll take me home to play with, that he had gotten a lot of weed,
a lot of sex, and a lot of money letting guys have free rein with his
own huge dong.
	He explained the rules of cruising, always let the other guy make the
first move, how to see if a guy is watching, to cup my package and see
if he did the same etc.  Jake also explained that sometimes straight
guys would want to see my dick, but not touch it, but jacking off for a
audience was a lot of fun.  When I asked him if I would be able to find
dick to suck (`cause I really love sucking cock) he said yeah, but I'd
almost have to keep my pecker in my pants because when most guys saw the
horsemeat between my legs they would want it.
	I feel much better about what happened, and I think I'll go back to the
park tomorrow.  Mom's still on business, so its no problem getting away
all day.  I used to mind that she was gone so much, but I think it will
have its advantages.

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8/31/83

Dear Diary,
	Woof!  Was Jake right.  I'm so buzzed right now, and so drained, I can
barely write, but I have to let you know what happened today.
	I went to the park and starting walking around, like Jake had told me
to.  It was a hot afternoon, so I had stripped to just my shorts and
sneakers.  With Jake's advice I wasn't wearing underwear.  A quick side
note, Diary, it felt good not wearing underwear.  I never realized how
restrictive my boxers were.  My balls and cock felt free as they swung
in my cut-off sweats.  I think I might stop wearing underwear.  But
anyway, I walked for a few until I was in the area I was in last week. 
There wasn't anybody there, but Jake had hold me to hang for a few
before moving on and trying to find somebody.  I loaded up my pip and
took a few tokes.  I heard rustling in the bushes and before I could put
away the pipe, a "troll" walked out.  I guess he would fit in that
definition.  He was probably 50 or so, but in good shape.  He was
wearing Bermuda shorts, sandals (no socks, thank god!), and a T-shirt.  
	He smiled at me, pulled a baggie out of his shorts and asked if I
wanted to smoke some good stuff.  I said sure, and he sat down next to
me, took my pipe, and loaded up some neon green pot, handed it to me,
and after two hits, I couldn't see straight.  I'd never smoked bud like
this!  I'd heard about green pot, but all a 16 year old can get is shit
weed.  He asked me my name and I told him, he then introduced himself as
Pete.  He was a pretty cool guy.  We chatted for a couple of minutes and
he wasn't lispy, he seemed like a normal guy.  I started wondering if he
was cruising, or if he was just nice guy [editor's note...GOD was I
naive], when I felt his hand on my knee.  Jake had told me to expect
that, and  besides, I was so stoned I couldn't react quickly to
anything, so I did exactly what Jake told me to do if that happened; I
spread my legs, and sure enough, Pete did exactly what my cousin said he
would.  He began to knead my leg, working up towards my crotch.
	I leaned back and let him work.  I was too stoned to do anything but
let him, even though I had gotten really scared.  Within moments of him
touching me blood started filling my cock. His eyes widened as my
dickhead grew out of the bottom of my shorts and rode on the end of my
lengthening shaft to drip precum past my knee.  Pete stared down at my
pecker with amazement.  I was scared, visions of Scout Camp flashed
through my head.  Would he laugh at me and call me deformed?  I figured
from the way the trolls acted the other day that he wouldn't but what if
he did?
	I shouldn't have worried about it.  Pete caressed the 8 inches of dick
that stuck out from the leg of my shorts.  "Oh baby stud, where did you
get a cock like this?"
	He ran his hand over my oozing, apple-sized dick-head and smeared my
lube all over my young, monster schlong.  It felt great, but I was at a
total loss as what to do next.  Pete kept caressing me, I looked at him,
and he looked at me and suddenly he smiled and began to chuckle.
	I was mortified, I knew he was laughing at my cock.  I knew I a freak. 
Suddenly, he stopped chuckling and said to me "Lee, I'm not laughing at
you, I just realized something from the way you just looked at me. 
You've never done this before, have you?"
	I just nodded, wondering how he knew, and feeling like I wanted to run
away, but was way too buzzed to manage that, besides his hand on my dick
felt so good!
	"You're what, 15, 16?  Have the largest cock in this city, and never
cruised, been cruised or anything.  Have you ever had sex with a guy or
girl?"
	His demeanor was so friendly, so protective, I was still afraid, but
felt like I would trust him.  "Me and my cousin Jake have touched and
sucked each other, but that's all.  And I'll be 16 in November."  How I
managed to choke that out I'll never figure out.  My throat was dry, my
heart felt like it was in my throat.  I think the only thing that kept
me going was his hand, still caressing my horsemeat, not trying to get
me off (but the feeling of somebody besides me touching my penis was
intense!), but just, almost comforting, trying to relax me...and it was
working.
	"Ah little stud, " he said, smiling gently at me, "if you would like, I
could teach you all about being with a man.  Or if you prefer, I could
jack you off and try to suck you and you'll never see me again, or we
don't even have to do that.  Its whatever you would like, little-stud."
	And he looked at me, and I fell into those soft brown eyes of his.  My
emotions were racing, I felt like I was to pass out.    I looked at him,
and wondered if my father looked anything like him.  As you know, I
never knew my father.  I don't know why, but I trusted Pete, I wasn't
scared of him like I was the other day.  He was so nice, so gentle.  I
looked at him, and my breath stuck in my throat.  I tried to talk,
cleared my throat, and managed to say, "Teach me."
	Pete smiled and stood up and offered his hand to me.  I took it and he
led me out of the clearing and into his van, which was parked just on
the other side.  "I life just down the street.  We'll have more privacy
at home."
	I was in a complete daze.  My head was spinning and I could barely
walk.  It was almost like it wasn't me being driven to his house, taken
by the hand and up to his bedroom, where he undressed me, and himself,
and laid down next to me.  He ran his fingers lightly over my chest,
talking to me; I have no idea what he was saying, but it was warm and
comforting.  It took a few minutes, but Pete eventually calmed me down
enough for me to come back to my own body.  I stirred and look up into
his ice blue eyes.
	Pete smiled down at me, "A little calmer now, little stud?"
	I smiled back at him and he leaned down and kissed me!  It started off
gently, but soon our tongues were intertwining and his hands were
caressing my body, and my hands caressing his.  He felt very different
from Jake, but still very nice, and he smelled, well, manly.  I wanted
to taste his dick and see if it was as tasty as my own.  I didn't know
what to do, though.  I was holding onto his dick and was stroking and
feeling the rigid, hot rod.  His cock was maybe 5 or 6 inches long, and
while much smaller than mine I thought it was the sexiest thing I'd ever
seen.  At last I was with another guy!  (Jake sorta doesn't count)  I
buried my face in his chest hair and tasted his flesh and smelt his
body.  Pete leaned back and let me explore his body with my tongue and
hands.  It was great!  But I knew where I wanted.
	I dove for his cock and tasted my first dick...well not my first, there
had been my own and Jake's, but this was different.  I sucked and licked
and tasted his rigid flesh.  It was great!  I love sucking cock!.  I
used all the techniques I learned from sucking myself off.  Long before
I was ready to stop, Pete pulled me off of him and told me that he
didn't want to cum yet, and that it was my turn.
	He laid me back and took my monster dong in both hands, and started to
try to take the head.  He dug his head into my gaping piss-slit and
wrapped his lips around my apple sized head.  I immediately came.  It
was too much.  For the first time in my life, hands and tongues besides
mine were on my dick.  I howled as my cream exploded out. Through the
rushing in my ears I heard him gasp and choke as my pencil thick streams
of cum flew  out.  I thought it felt good when I came while sucking
myself...this was even better!  Slowly, my orgasm subsided and when I
was capable of opening my eyes again Pete was still stroking my
monstrous meat.
	He continued to stroke and lick my dick, telling me how in 40 years of
cocksucking and thousands of dicks he'd only seen a couple like mine,
and both those on guys much older.  I told him about the two guys the
other day and he explained that I'd have to get used to
that...occasionally people would go crazy over my dick.  As we talked,
his expert hands continued to caress every inch of my huge dick, both
hands cupping my swollen, apple sized head, catching the precum and
using it to take long, two handed stroked up and down all of my 15
inches.  
	I have to admit, here I was talking about all my fears about my dick
and being gay, and finally  having somebody to talk to who understands,
and at the same time here I was laying back and getting stroked-off by a
guy I had met not even an hour ago, and that struck me as very weird,
but very cool!  Especially when, under the incredible stroking of his
hands and blew my second load of the day, at least as intense as the
first one.  
	After that, I asked to suck on his cock some more, and he let me, and
this time he let me suck him until I got to taste my first load of
cream!  It was great!  I was bobbing my head up and down, using my
tongue to scrape along the underside of his rock hard dong, the top of
his swollen dickhead bouncing along the top of my mouth and my long,
dark hair bouncing as I used my best headbanger muscles on my first
blowjob.  Suddenly he tensed, and his cock got even harder and thicker,
and he moaned that he was cumming!    I sucked him even faster and felt
the first load of his cum splash into my  mouth.  My tongue and teeth
became coated with his salty-sweet splooge.  He thrashed and moaned as
he blew his seed into my young mouth.
	As I swallowed his load and licked his softening dick and relaxing
nuts,  my eyes widened as I felt my dong swell and blow yet another
load.  I moaned and ground my huge dick into the sheets.  I was laying
on it as I sucked on his balls and I felt the head expand between my
nipples and my swollen, baseball sized nuts pull up between my legs and
the first shot blew out from underneath me to splash onto his scrotum. 
Pete looked up from where he was recovering from his orgasm and oooh'd
as streamer after streamer of my 15 1/2 year old cum flew out to coat my
chin and his balls.  After I was done cumming (but still rock hard, my
rigid dick a  solid tube of flesh running from my swollen balls, each
massive orb resting on the bed, to between my pecs where the orange
sized, deep-red, head dripped precum onto the sheets.
	Pete sat up and turned me over, and spun me around on his silken
sheets.  He licked me from chin to balls, sucking up every drop of the
load I had splattered all over myself.  He asked if I wanted to shower
and get a little less sticky, and when I agreed took me into this great
bathroom!  The shower was huge, with 2 heads!  And there was a nook with
a hot tub.  When I oohed at the tub, he suggested we go for a soak.  The
water was hot and bubbling as we sat down.  It felt really good to soak
my body and dick.  Both were kinda sore after cumming three times in
thirty minutes.  I laid back and relaxed, toking off the pipe Pete
handed me.  I felt his hands caressing my chest and body, and slowly and
gently play with my dick where it bobbed and floated with the moving
water.  I was limp, 8 inches of fat pecker suspended in the water over
my lemon sized balls as my scrotum relaxed and floated my twin cum
filled orbs out along my wrist thick shaft.
	Pete's hands caressed my groin, kneading the flesh around the root of
my monster dong and the broad expanse of the base of my ball-sac.  With
gentle hands he lowered his rubbing, spreading my legs until a finger
was pressed against my puckered back hole.  It felt good.  I had touched
my ass a little while playing with myself, but never really done
anything, but I had seen the guys getting fucked on Jake's fuck tapes
and it looked like they were enjoying it.  Jake said he didn't, but I
was wondering.
	I spread my legs slightly to let him have better access to my butt.  He
kneaded my tight young ass, and then had me get up and kneel on a padded
cushion on the step of the tub.  My dick and balls hung into the water,
but my ass was high and dry...but not for long as he got behind me and
actually touched his tongue to my ass!  I cried out it felt so good!  He
began to lick and tongue my ass.  I was in escasty!  My dick swelled
into a raging erection, which Pete grabbed with both hands and began to
stroke as he became the first person to tongue my virgin ass.  
	The hot water surrounding my cock, Pete's strong, milking hands, and
his tongue, which my now was buried deep in my ass was yet another
reason to cum.  Moaning and almost crying, I released streamers of cream
into the water of the tub.  Pete had me roll over and lay down on a mat
at the edge of the tub and  lifted my legs and continued to suck and
tongue my hole.  I felt his finger rub against me, each time pressing in
a little more, then pulling back.  His finger was coated with something
cool and greasy, and slowly her worked the first knuckle into me, and
then, once he felt my ass muscles loosen against his penetrating digit,
he pushed into me to the knuckle and taped his finger against my
never-been-touched prostate.  I felt a fire shoot from inside me and out
my cock. It was only when I felt the cream splashing over my chin and
chest that I realized that I was cumming!  I thrashed against his
finger, too overcome with the force of my fifth cum to do more that moan
and twitch.  
	After I blew, he continue to play with my ass, and soon two fingers
were inside of my.  It never even began to hurt like Jake said it
would.  When he began tapping both fingers against my ultra-sensitive
nub, I blew again, this time I was almost expecting it and was able to
lift my head and suck the head of my spurting dick into my mouth and
milk my dickhead as he finger-fucked every last drop of my orgasm out of
my balls.  Pete moaned and gasped as I greedily sucked down my sperm. 
His fingers in my ass had me hot like I'd never been before.  As I was
slurping up the last of my load, he pulled his fingers out of my ass and
had me get on my knees again.
	I stuck my young, virgin ass up into the air, and waited for what I was
hoping was coming next.  I felt something hot and slick against my
cherry.  I asked him if that was his cock and Pete said yes.  He then
asked me if I was ready to get fucked.  I didn't reply but pushed back
against his dick, forcing the engorged head into my virgin boyhole.  I
didn't stop pushing back until I felt his pubes brush against my ass. 
He began to slide his cock in and out, slowly at first, then faster.  My
dick was rock hard, juting from my crotch, both of my full balls were
drawn up, and my might shaft was bouncing and slapping against my chest
form the force of Pete's thrusts.  Every time he rammed his cock home, a
spurt of precum sprayed out, either hitting me in the chin or landing on
the tiles below.  I felt Pete speed up his thrusts and moan that he was
going to cum.  His cock got ultra-iron hard, I actually felt it get
harder and thicker and longer, and I felt my bowels fill with hot liquid
as he sprayed my now-devirgined insides.  The feeling of his dick
shooting was enough for my cock to spray out another load, this one I
didn't even touch myself, it just shot and shot as I felt him get soft
and slip out of my ass.
	I slid down into the water, drained and limp.  Pete and I toked on the
pipe some more, and talked about what happened.  He wanted to make sure
I was O.K. with it.  I was ecstatic!  I wanted more.  As we talked about
it, I got hard again, and Pete laughed when the fat tip of my cock broke
the surface of the water.  We got out of the tub and  back into the
bedroom.  Lets just say that I must have cum a dozen more times over the
next 3 hours.  Pete licked me, used dildos on me, stroked me.  The only
thing we didn't do was I didn't fuck him.  He said that he'd need to
work up to taking me, but in a couple of days he'd let me.  I got to
play with his ass though, that was a lot of fun.
	I gotta crash now, I'm  about to collapse..too much weed, too much sex,
can't wait for more.

[Editor's Note:  Pete became my mentor and stayed with me for several
years until I left to make my own way in the world.  He taught me to be
proud of being gay, of my dick, and of being me.  He died of AIDS in
1993 and I just wanted to let everybody know how much I loved him and I
miss him still]
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Contineued in HUGECOCK DIARY II