Date: Thu, 18 Dec 2014 13:15:53 -0500
From: Rod888man <rod888man@yahoo.com>
Subject: Monster Cock

			       MONSTER COCK

 Why did the blasted phone always ring when I'm in the stockroom! I caught
it on the third ring and answered it with "Billings Surgical Supplies, how
can I help you?" The caller wanted to know if we carried trusses and I told
him we had a wide assortment. He said he'd be right over and that meant I
was about to be eye level with a johnson so it might be a nice afternoon.

 He was a tall dude, I mean TALL, about 6'6", lean and blonde somewhere in
his thirties. He said he had a hernia but wanted to put off the surgical
repair until after the season was over. He played center in an adult
basketball league and his team was in first place. I explained that we
needed to do some measurements. I hung the "Out To Lunch" sign on the door
and we went to a changing room. I picked up a tape measure, pulled up a
chair in front of him and asked him to drop his pants and undershorts. Wow!
I was looking at a limp cock hanging down at least seven inches. He said
the hernia was on the left side so I slipped my index finger up next to his
left testicle and into the inguinal canal. When he coughed my finger felt a
loop of intestine bumping my fingertip. As I was doing that his cock was
lengthening and still soft it was a couple of inches longer. I measured his
waist and groin and his cock was still getting longer, now thicker and
beginning to rise. In short order I was looking at a monster boner sticking
straight out and staring at my nose. It was lean like it's support system
but longer than a whore's dream. "My God, how long is that thing?", I said"

 "Dunno, maybe you ought to measure it.", he said. So I did.

 "Wow. ten and three quarter inches.", I said.

 "From the size of the bulge in your pants it looks like you're taking more
than a professional interest in my penis. You wouldn't be gay by chance?",
he said.

 "Gayer than the flowers in May.", I said.

 "My lucky day.", he said. "So I've showed you mine, how about you show me
yours."  So I peeled off my pants and shorts. My cock was rock hard and
pointing up to the ceiling, the foreskin retracted about halfway back on my
cockhead and a tiny drop of precum was seeping from the piss slit.  "Goody.
I've always wanted to taste an uncut cock," he said. "And that oversized
helmet on it would be a tasty mouthful."

 "We were made for each other, because I'd love to try a flagpole like
yours up my butt. How about you fuck me and then suck me afterwards?, I
said. "But I don't have a rubber around to fit that thing."

 "No problem, I always carry a super magnum, and I accept your suggestion."
He reached into his pants and pulled one out. He also carried a tube of
hand cream in another pocket. "On your back and pull up your knees,
Pilgrim, and you don't have to ask, I will be gentle." He was, but how can
anything that big be gentle? It was a wonderful sensation to have the
monster rubbing my colon and I was afraid I might cum with my boner
untouched. But before that could happen his hips drove forward, he let out
a groan and I felt his cock throb deep in me. "Ummmm. Boy, that was nice. I
don't often get a chance to cornhole anybody. Guys usually run away when
they see me hard. Now I get a chance to taste that big cockhead of yours."
He sat himself in the chair and I walked over and faced him, or at least my
stiffy faced him.

 I had precum dripping down my dick and over my ballsac and he started
licking his way up toward my glans. It was now totally uncovered. I was so
hard there wasn't enough skin on my dick to shelter anything but the
shaft. When he had licked me dry he took my helmet in his mouth and sucked
it dry too. I told him to go easy because I was really hot from his fucking
and I wanted this to last. He was good. He sucked gently and his tongue
gave me an even gentler massage while he rolled my 'nads around with his
hand. Maybe when I'm old and jaded I will get bored with being blown but so
far it feels so good I cum 'way before I want to. Like today. My glans was
getting supersensitive and I was racing up the preorgasmic mountain so I
warned him I was about to unload. He kept stroking my balls, but he stopped
sucking and began to just tickle my frenulum, that most sensitive spot on
the underside of my cockhead. I was so close and my whole body was tied in
a knot. So close it bordered on the painful if that kind of ecstasy could
be painful. Soooo close....then WHAM! My dickhead jumped off his tongue and
squirted on his face. He didn't move and he had a silly grin as my dick
leapt and spurted hot cum all over his kisser I have no idea how many times
I squirted, but it felt like a lot. Finally the orgasm was over and he took
me back in his mouth and gently sucked out the last drop. "Worst blowjob I
ever had.", I said, "So I think you ought to do it again soon to polish
your technique."

 "Yeah, I could tell you didn't like it. You only shot about a quart of
jizz." He said.

  A week later a nice looking guy about thirty years old came in,
introduced himself as Ned and asked for a urinary catheter. I told him my
name was Dan Billings and asked him if he wanted it for single use or
indwelling. He said single use.Then I asked what size and he didn't know.
Then I asked whether he wanted it for a medical use or pleasure. There was
a long pause, he blushed like a schoolgirl and said pleasure. Then I asked
why he thought using a catheter might be pleasurable."Well, last year I had
my appendix removed and I needed to be catheterized before surgery and I
liked it. I mean, it was a wonderful sensation, so I thought I'd like to
feel it again.", he said. I told him I would sell him one, but it would be
totally irresponsible to do so without teaching him how to do it safely
using sterile technique. He agreed so I took a catheter off the shelf along
with a package of sterilizing wipes and a package of sterile lubricant
packets, hung the "Out To Lunch" sign on the door and led him to the
changing room.

 He dropped his pants and Jockeys as asked and sat in the chair in front of
me. Before I touched him, his cock began to rise. Sort of like watching a
cobra, I couldn't take my eyes away from a beautifully proportioned organ
that looked to be a generous eight inches long. "Sorry about that but I'm
gay and it happens when I get naked in front of a man.", he said.

 "Welcome to the club.", I said. "And if you don't mind, I'd like to
release my pants snake. It's hard and pretty uncomfortable being cooped
up."

  "Be my guest, I'd like that. Every time I see a poll "The Family" seems
to be growing. Seven percent of the male population was the last figure I
saw. And if everyone polled answered honestly I'll bet the percentage gay
would be ten percent. Nice penis there. We could be identical twins dick
wise except I'm a straight shooter and you are much more upstanding."

  "OK, now I want you to pay attention here because if you get careless you
could wind up with a serious urinary tract infection." I picked up a
sterile wipe, wiped down a lube packet and leaned it against the desk
lamp. Then I wiped the head of his cock down with another sterile wipe, and
followed that with another fresh sterile wipe. Then I opened the lube
packet and dropped a glob on the tip of his boner. Finally I picked up the
sterile catheter, tore off the end of the plastic wrapper and squeezed out
about three inches of catheter like you would squeeze toothpaste tube. "Now
notice, my hands will never touch the catheter except to remove it." I
poked the tip of the catheter into his piss slit and advanced it a couple
of inches. Then I pulled back an inch and repeated squeezing the catheter
out of it's cellophane sheath a few inches at a time, inserted a few more
inches etc. When I was in about half way I put another little glob of lube
on the tip of his dick and began to slowly slide it in and out. "So, how
does that feel?", I said.

        "Awesome, just awesome!", he said. "It's sort of like being jacked
off from the inside." So it went: advance the catheter a bit and stroke his
cock from the inside. When I reached an area of resistance I knew I had
reached his prostate. Then I began to use my other hand to stroke him from
the outside while sliding the catheter in and out a few inches each
stroke. "Oh man, I wish you could do this all day. I've never felt anything
so nifty." I was going slowly trying to make it last for him but only a few
minutes later he said, "I'm almost there..." So I pulled the catheter out
until only a couple of inches were still in his cock and continued to
stroke but just with the catheter. My other hand was massaging his
balls. "Oh shit, I'm about to cum. Oh yeah....oh, oH, OH, O, O,
AAAARRRRGGGGH!" His dick jerked and the catheter flew out propelled by a
glob of jizz. I wasn't touching his tool except with my eyes and it was a
lovely show to watch his cock jerk and squirt up his chest and down his
belly for maybe eight times.

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