Date: Sat, 12 Aug 2000 08:17:36 EDT
From: Adonisart1@aol.com
Subject: Brodie's-pride-and-joy

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Brodie's Pride and Joy

	How often have you heard guys braggin bout the size of their cocks?
Well, let me tell you...I hear it everyday!!  Ever since my cousin Brodie
moved into our house, to be closer to the college he had been accepted to,
it was nothing but "My dick this and my dick that..."  The good thing was
that it was rare that our paths would cross since I was a Senior in High
School, had an after school job, and was involved in a few other community
activities and he was busy ripping and running the streets.  But when we
did have an unfortunate minute to chat, all he did was brag about the size
of his dick and how the girls wanted it in them and the guys wanted one
like it.  Most of the time I just played past him cause I know how most
guys love to brag and boast about all sorts of things; sports, cars, money,
and of course, their cocks and the women they can pull with it and how
these women, during orgasmic ecstacy moan and call the name of God!  I
figured him to be one such guy and so I ignored him...  But, one Saturday
afternoon, I stopped ignoring him.

	He had been living with us (my parents, little sister, and our
German Shepherd) for two months now and one Saturday he asked me if I
wanted to go to the YMCA to workout with him.  I wasn't doin' nothin' else
so I said fine and went along just for the hell of it, besides; his braggin
seemed to be in chill mode for the time being.  Before we left he ran up to
the attic, which we had converted to a guest room a year earlier and
luckily for him it easily converted to his personal domain, and changed
into some sweats and a tank top.  When he came back into my room to make
sure I had gathered the appropriate stuff for the gym, he had his gym bag
in hand and began throwing the customary things in it- MY soap, MY lotion,
MY hair oil for his braids, a towel, My clean socks, jeans, shirt, and
drawls.  Then something hit me when I looked up at him.  This was the first
time in the two months he was here that I had seen him in anything other
than oversized jeans and a baggy T-shirt.

	The Old Navy sweats were atleast a large and yet, a definate third
leg was visibly hanging heavy between his legs!  It was also clear that it
was something of great girth, length, and weight and there was no ignoring
it!  He caught me staring and that was all it took for him to shift back
into braggin mode, "Damn nigga you act like you ain't never seen a dick
before!  Oh, shit I forgot you still in High School around all them little
baby cocks you ain't never seen a man's cock!  A cock like this before!
Shit, (he chuckled) you ain't goin' see one like this even in college!!
This monster be one of a kind!!"  He then grabbed a handful of thick cock
meat and shook it at me.  At that moment, my own eight and a half
semi-thick inches of "baby cock" as he called it, I began to stir in my
briefs.  It continued to expand as I began to fantasize about the heafty
beef schlong he was shaking at me.  I had never wanted something so bad but
at that point I was on a mission!  A mission to see his dick "uncovered."
But then in my vision I wanted not only to see it, I had to touch it, to
suck it, to drink from it, to savor every inch of his sweaty, thick, musty
smelling "Phallic Trophy"!!!

	We finshed gathering our belongings and headed on to the gym.  For
three strenuous hours we worked out every possible muscle group.  We lifted
weights, rode the stationary bikes, swam, and hooped.  Throughout each of
these, I steadily observed the object of my obsession.  Each move Brodie
made revealed a separate entity with a mind of it's own, as he moved one
way, his massive cock would shift and swing a different direction.  I
constantly said to myself, "The nigga couldn't have any drawls on.  He's
swinging free and lose under those sweats!, DAMN!"  I watched as gallons of
sweat poured from his forehead and neck, down the valley of his chest to
his abs.  With my watchful gaze, I trailed the small liquid pearls down his
bare chest, across his sculpted abs and then into the sweat soaked waist
band of the gray sweats. After completly exhausting our bodies, we went to
the locker room.  Brodie asked me if I wanted to hit the steam room.
"Cool, with me.", I replied.

	He tossed me a towel as he turned towards his locker.  I began to
undress when out of the corner of my eye, I spotted him pulling down his
sweats!!  I turned my head fully in his direction.  His back was to me and
I had no fear.  He was subject of my spying eyes, like a new found chemical
under the inspecting gaze of the microscope.  As the sweats were lowered
off of his hips, across his "large" and I do mean LARGE, round, dark carmal
colored, muscular AZZ, I became mesmorized!  The sweats continued their
descent.  Down his tree trunk sized thighs, thick and muscular, having the
look of polished bronze!  Father down, past his knees and bulging defined
calves and finally to his ankles and as each foot one at a time stepped
from the pants, his hefty muscular thighs and calves displayed their full
beauty as they flexed in adjustment of his shifting weight.  Then for a
split second as his right leg rose to step out of the sweats, I caught a
glimse of his ball sack and the silhouette of his pride and joy attatched!
I can't say for certain, but I would bet that at that point my mouth
dropped open as it began to water, like a puppy eagerly anticipating the
bone his master was waving before his face!  My tail damn sure was waging
and I couldn't wait to get a taste of that lucious "Milk Bone"!!

	Brodie reached over,taking his toweland swinging it around his
loins.  He turned towards me, as I tried desparetly to hide my throbbing
boner, he beckoned me to follow to the steam rooms.  I nodded, trying to
press my stiff wood against my body.  I wrapped the towel around me in such
a way as to hide it, or at least make it less noticable.  I then followed
his behind... I mean- I followed behind him.  We walked through the locker
room and for the first time I realized that there was no one else in there
with us!  However, when we got to the Steam room, which was basically an
ten foot symetrical cube, there were three guys already in there, one white
guy to the left and two black guys to the right.  No sooner as we stepped
in and the door clicked shut behind us, Brodie snatched off his towel and
tossed it to the bench directly in front of him!  As his towel hit the hot
wooden seat, I saw the exhibitionist in him come out.  Just the way he was
standing ther in front of these guys, he was giving them a show!  I stood
behind him and despite the foggy atmosphere, could clearly see his muscular
ass glistening from the sweat that the steam was producing.  I then looked
at the expressions of the audience.  By the looks on their faces and their
rising towels, I know that the show was a crowd pleaser.  After all, they
were giving a standing ovation!!

	Brodie began to walk forward to the bench directly across from the
door.  I stood and watched his ass dissappear into the mist.  Somewhere in
there, he turned and sat.  When he reached the bench, turned and plopped
his fine ass on the seat, I strained my eyes to catch a glimpse of the
"star" of the show!  Unfortunately, Brodie had walked too far into the mist
for me to see anything of significance.  As I prepared to sit on of the
left side of the room, the one guy there shifted over to his left, closer
to Brodie, giving me ample room to sit my weary body down.  For nearly ten
minutes the room was silent as all five of us, nervously anticipated a
conversation starter.

	Who would speak first?  What would we talk about?  I decided to
keep my mouth closed, unless of course a nice piece of meat was being
offered, and speak only when spoken to.  I guess Brodie couldn't take the
silence any longer, "So who in here's the gamblin kind of guy?"  My eye
brows raised as I wondered why he was asking such a question.  Two of the
guys answered in the affirmative.  The one to my left and one directly
across from me.  "Well, I got four hundered dollars that says I have the
biggest dick in this room, can shoot a bigger wad of cum and shoot it
farther than all four of you little girls put together!!!"  DAMN!!!  He was
full of himself!!  The guys looked at each other, looked at me, then looked
at Brodie, and in unison said, "It's on!"  No sooner as the challenge was
accepted, the steam room emptied.  Each naked ass exited the steam room and
headed for the locker rooms.  I was so amazed and shocked at what was just
said that I totally missed Brodie's massive schlong that had just walked
past my face.

	By the time I had entered the locker room the four of them were
wrapped in towels and discussing what sounded like the location to measure
the materials (smile).  One of the black guys who introduced himself as
Robert suggested his apartment which was in walking distance of the gym.
The other participants agreed.  Everyone raced to get dressed.  Everyone
except for me.  I was moving in slow motion for some odd reason.  I wanted
to see the challenge but did not want to join in.  Would they make me join
in?  I think that was why I was procrastinating.  The two black guys;
Robert, Kraig, and their buddy Tony were the first to dress and head out
front.  Brodie waited for me to finish.  All the while, grinning and
mumbling about taking these suckers'cash.

	I finally finished and followed the group outside.  We walked down
the street, made a few turns here and there and in about three minutes
stood in front of an apparent remodeled apartment building.  Actually, it
was a house turned apartment.  Robert was the first to enter the building
and the masses followed almost pushing each ohter down to get inside!  I
though I was anxious...  "Make yourselves comfortable.", Robert instructed.
"Can I offer you guys anything to drink?"  Brodie asked, "What you got?"
"Pepsi, Coke, Seven up, Koors, Bud, Zima, Peach Schnapps, and some E&J."
"I'll take some E.", Brodie replied. Kraig asked for Korrs, Tony wanted
some Coke, and I asked for Pepsi.  We slowly sipped our drinks not knowing
quite when the challenge would begin.  But as usual that bold ass Brodie
broke the ice.  "Fuck this shit, I ain't come here for social hour...I came
to take you faggots cash!"  At that he pulled off his white hanes tank top,
tossed it to the floor beside his gym bag.  He proceeded to untied his
sweat pants, drop them to his ankles, raise his left leg to step out of
them and then the other and in seconds he stood there BUCK - BUTT -
BIRTHDAY SUIT - NAKED!!!

	Each of us sat amazed at what we were seeing!  I can't really speak
for them although I am certain, by the looks on their faces and their body
language, they were just as mesmorized as I was!  I mean this was the first
time I actually saw the cock swinging free.  They had seen it but now it
was in the light and clearly visible in all it's huge, swinging, veiny
glory!  "Come on Bitches, get yo shit out and lets get this bet under
way!", Brodie blarred!  Tony placed his drink on the table and stood.
Slowly he unbuttoned his Hawaiian print shirt, while Robert rifled through
his wallet to get his gambling cash.  Kraig had already unfastened his
denim shorts, pulled off his Gap T-shirt and he was now digging through his
wallet counting dollars and quarters.  The money all in place one hundred
from each of the guys and three hundred from Brodie.  When Robert saw that
Brodie was missing a hundred dollars, he commented, "Yo dude you missin a
bone..."  "Naw nigga...my boy gonna be the judge he ain't casting dollars."

	Each of them turned to me, the rule maker and the judge.  I was
suppose to establish how they were to jack off, where to shoot so I could
measure quantity and quality.  Having no idea what to say I prepared to
stall.  Then an idea hit me....  "OK this is it.  All of you stand back
against that wall facing the front door.  You can beat your meat however
you want, one hand, two, with lotion, or dry whatever floats your boat.
You gonna shoot your load across the floor as far as you can.  I'll measure
and keep track.  Whoever shoots the farthest and shoots more times will get
the cash."  "What you mean shoots more times?", Kraig bumbled out.  "I mean
just that.  You gonna jerk off as many times as you can.  Whoever cums the
most times and shoots the farthest will win.  Got it?  Any more questions?
Aiight, seeing none, on your marks, get set, GO!"

	I stood slightly infront of them yet off to the side so as to avoid
being hit by a load and thus disqualifying that match.  Although the
thought of getting creamed by three very well built guys weighed heavy on
my mind.  For the first time I really looked at these fine young men!  Each
had very distinct looks and very attractive qualities.

	Kraig, was the tallest of the group rivaling Robert and Brodie, I'd
say about Six three.  He weighed about two hundred pounds and was the most
muscular of the bunch.  He was no Arnold Swarzennegger (during his
competition days) kind of bodybuilder but his overall size was impressive
and would make anyone take notice!  Oddly, his thick dick was in proportion
to his massive physique!  An uncommon thing in the world of bodybuilding.
Most times you have these gargantuan greek gods, sportin baby cherub sized
cocks.  I've seen bigger dicks on women bodybuilders than some of these
dudes, but Kraig wasn't in that grouping.  His dick was swinging low with a
slight curvature to the left at about nine thick inches and he was carrying
some impressive tennis sized balls to match!

	Tony, was the shortest of the group at about five four and one
sixty but his cock more than made up for anything he was lacking in height.
It was darn near ten maybe ten and a half inches long and quite thick as
well.  His body was well tanned and if it hadn't been for his blondish
brown colored hair, I would have pegged him for a latino or a carmalized
brother but regardless of his ethnicity, he was a very attractive white
boy.  Cute enough that I'd let him put cream in my coffee (smile)!

	   Robert, stood about five eleven and weighed one hundred seventy
five pounds of well defined and symmetrical muscle.  He had the most
gorgeous chest muscles.  I could have suck those silver dollar sized
nipples for days, like a new born nursing on momma's tit!  Just thinking
about the smooth texture of his skin and the faint peach fuzz running down
the center line of his chest, could make a brotha cum himself! His hair was
braided in rows and a small faint gotee accentuated his narrow face.  His
cock was the largest of the three guys and it rivaled Brodie's.  I would
say they were "blow for blow" matched in size, shape, and girth!  Even
their boulders sized balls were identical!!  This would be a "hard one" to
judge!

	Then last but not least stood Brodie, at Six foot even and one
hundred and eighty five pounds.  His overall body was the most impressive
of the entire group.  Each muscle group was perfectly defined, developed,
and symmetrical in every aspect.  He was perfect.  Not too big, not too
small.  And even though I was initally spellbound by Robert's chest, I
would have to confess that Brodie's chest was equally defined, equally
gorgeous, and his nipples were just as hard!!!  OHHhhh my....  Now that I
think about those bodily proportions... he was a bit out of proportion in
one area, but I damn sure wasn't complaining.  His cock!!  It was just
dangling there, like a Tom of Finland drawing!  It was soft, would easily
measure ten and a half inches!  He was gorgeous!  And he was mine....I mean
"My" cousin!

	I gave the word to begin and the guys started rubbing and stroking
their wood.  Each had different methods as varied as their body types.
Their dicks stiffened quickly as the blood surged, filling every spongy
cavern.  Kraig's left leaning cock began to take a more prominent curve, as
his right stroking hand quickened it's rhythm.  Tony was massaged his balls
with his right hand while his left fist power stroked his meat!  A small
pearl of cum was peaking at his slit.  Robert was using both hands.  His
right was closest to his head while the left was at cock's base.  Brodie
had the oddest method...  He had raised his hands above his head and laced
his fingers behind his neck.  His cock grew!  He shut his eyes, began
thrusting his hips and his cock stiffened!  He began to moan, as did they
all.  But the more he moaned the stiffer his prick became!

	I had them timed.  At the two minute point, Kraig was the first to
unload.  A watery stream of milky white cream flew across the floor.
Kraig, moaned as his body shook in small spasams.  Before actually
measuring it, I would estimate he had shot about three feet from where he
stood.  Tony was the second to let go.  A fountainous arch shot forth from
his cock head landing on the hard wooden floor roughtly five feet from
where he was positioned!  Two down, literally, and two to go-I mean two to
cum.

	Robert's method had changed a few times as he would stroke
furiously and then slow his pace only to resume the speed.  This method of
alternatling tempo continued until his knees locked and the hips ceased
their humping of his tightly clasped hands.  His mushroom doubled in size
as the slit parted, letting stream after stream of jizz fly forth.  The
first blast shot three feet away.  The second, which was the fartheest, was
six feet!  Then the third fourth and fifth blasts were equally near the two
foot mark.

	Brodie was the last.  It almost seemed that he had this all planned
out.  It was like he waited to see what the competition could do and based
on that, knew what he had to cum up with to beat them!  His handless method
continued, as his hips quickened the pace.  For the first time, the other
guys looked over and amazed in shock at Brodie's technique!  At one point
he lowered his right hand licked the tips of his first two fingers and
rubbed the saliva moistened fingers over the smooth precum moistened
surface of his bulbous head!  A sense of electricity shot through my own
spine!  His body tensed!  He resumed his former posture and let go!!!

	First of all, he shot at least eight streams of cum!  Not only
that, but he shot them all equally as far!  I bet you're wondering now, how
far was it?  He was standing about ten feet from the door and each blast
that discharged from his Olympus issued dick of the gods, hit the door!!
At first, with the force he hit the glass, I thought it would crack.  Eight
tordedo sized loads of cum struck the door!!!  Everyone stood there
watching, in sheer astonishment!  A stream was still flowing and after a
few moments as the last drops dripped from the tip of his still erect cock,
he broke our astonishment by speaking, "Damn!  that felt good!  Ya'll ready
for round two?"
	"What the fuck you mean round two?", Tony inquired.  The other guys
looked on in curious anticipation of the answer.  "That was one...we
`sposed to see who can cum the most times as well....  Don't you bitches
pay attention!", Brodie fussed back at they guys adding a smirk and a grin
as he looked at their flacid pricks.  Flacid except for Robert.  His dick
although not as rigid as Brodie's, was still erect.  I chimed in, "Well,
time for round two.  Ready, (fingers flexed and unflexed) Set, (hands
grabbed cocks), GO!  Hands began to ride the shafts once again, like as
child going crazy on a pogo stick- up and down, up and down... no
technique, no sensious erotic play, just pure jackin off!  Pure meat beatin
time!

	Only Brodie seemed to be enjoying his time in solitary sex.  Once
again, no hands.  He bounced his hips forward and back in such a way that
his rock hard dick was bouncing, it was waving at the door!  Every so often
it would slap his abs making a loud "SPPPLAAPPPP!!!!"  His nut sack was
also swinging furiously.  Like a juggler with two bowling balls and a pin,
his three musketeers were airborne.  Anyway, they danced up and down at a
frantic but rhythmic pace!  I wasn't the only one to be hypnotized by his
erotic display.  The other three guys were equaly transfixed!  I was
starting to think they were getting turned on by the site.  "OOOhhhhh!!!",
hollared Tony as his second orgasam hit.  As soon as the cum flew, he fell!
Fatigued at working his cock so furiously, he landed in his own puddle of
warm milk!

	Kraig unloaded the increasing build up in his balls, as they drew
up in to the sack pushing two nice streams of cum from the depths of his
orgasmic resevoir, up through his beefy log, onto the floor and onto Tony's
back!  His cock like a deflating balloon dropped rapidly to a flacid state.
I think Tony and Kraig were literally down and out.  Robert and Brodie were
still working hard.  Robert was massaging his bulb in small circular
strokes around the top of the head, around the side, under the belly, and
along the shaft.  He would then repeat the same strokes over and over
again.  His toes were clawing at the floor every three or four strokes.
His head flung back and at that point I knew.  He gasped for air,
stiffened, arched his back, and thrusted his groin forward.  For a moment,
noting "came".  Then, like a pent up damn set free, his ejaculate sprayed
out!  One, two,three nice sized liquid strips now lay on the floor.
Panting and sweating, he dropped to the floor placing one knee on the
ground.  His gorgeously long cock hung low enough to rest slightly in the
puddle of his own jizz.

	Brodie laughed!!  He began dancing.  Or so it seemed by the way he
was bouncing his cock.  It seemed to be bouncing to the beat of a different
drum (smile).  His grin and laughter subsided as he let out a low grumbled,
"UUUuummmm!"  Again, that fantastically huge door knob of a cock head
doubled in size as did his shaft length in general.  He had to be damn near
slingin' a thirteen inch trunk!  Suddenly, his third leg froze mid bounce
and like a king cobra opening it's mouth to shoot venom at it's prey, his
cock's slit, split ,and spit!!! (smile)

	The amount of cum that flew from that man's dick was unreal!!  He
shot five long streams.  The first two hit the door again.  The last three
went half as far.  All total I bet this nigga had a gallon of cum laying on
the floor.  He stood there cock now in hand, shaking and then milking the
last droplets from his hose.  With a hose like that, who wouldn't want to
be a fireman?  After you start the fire, you get the pleasure of putting it
out!

	The three guys, exhausted, now sat on the floor.  Their streams of
cum all intermixed and where three distinct lines had been, only a huge
puddle remained.  I stood on the outer limits of the lake of cream, looking
at Brodie, arms folded staring at the obvious losers.  He nodded his head
in a way motioning to me to grab the cash and his clothes as he walked
around the lake.  Robert looked up at Brodie, "Damn!  I ain't never..."
"And you never will again, unless it's me!", Brodie interjected, as he tied
his sweat pants closed.  Counting his money, he turned to them and added,
"Well girls, it was a pleasure...in more ways than one.  Take it easy.  Get
some rest, you could use it!"  He laughed as he signaled to me to follow
him as we exited the apartment.

	While we were walking back towards the gym and then towards home, I
became increasingly curious about his sexual experiences.  I truthfully
believed he had, had sex with females before; but my burning desire was to
know, Had he had sex with a male?  and even more pressing than that- Would
he do so now?

	We walked in silence the entire way home.  I was deep in fansiful
meditation and he was probably gloating over his three hundred dollar gain.
We arrived to an empty house.  I looked out back and the family car was
gone.  Then it hit me, my folks had told me they were leaving town to visit
a very dear friend of theirs who was having a wedding anniversary
celebration.  They decided to take my sister with them, since she never
listened to me!  I remembered them asking me to keep Brodie company... how
did I forget such an important piece of info?  None the less, we had the
entire house to ourselves!

	"Yo!, Luke, I'm gonna hit the showers.  Can you fix me a sandwich
or something?"  "No problem, I got it."  He bounded up the steps in three
leaps.  I froze for a moment imagining his cock bouncing around under those
sweats.  OOOhhhh, how the thought of it did things to me.  I opened the
frig and was ready to pullout the salami (hahaha) but then decided to order
pizza.  By the time the pizza guy was arrived with my two extra large
sausage and pepperoni pies (I'm a meat lover what can I say), Brodie was
exiting the shower.  I tipped the guy, five dollars, since he was a cute
one, and placed the food on the kitchen counter.  I then bounded my narrow
ass up the steps.  Just as I was turning the corner to enter my room,
Brodie's leg vanished out of site through the attic door.  Damn, I missed
him!  I was hoping to see that toweled torso again before the night was
over.  Oh well.

	I took my shower ever so slowly.  I spent more time than usual,
since I was busy day dreaming about Brodie and the events of this evening.
I slowly began massaging my balls and stroking my stiffening pole.  As my
hands ran all over my body, I imagined they were Brodie's hands on me as
well as my hands on him!  Oh the thought was doing a number on my hormones!
I could feel the tiny spasams that signal the rise of seminal fluid and the
impending orgasam!  Stronger and stronger it grew!  My hips began to gyrate
in anticipation of my soapy hands which were now mimicing Brodie's thirteen
inch cobra fucking my young ass pussy! "Ohhh...", I began to softly moan.
"Nigga, git you ass down here and stop beating your dick!!!", I heard
Brodie yell from downstairs.  Obviously, he was joking but none the less, I
felt guilty, exposed, and awkward enough to quit.

	After lotioning up and throwing on an pair of old gym shorts over
an even older pair of wornout boxers, I joined Brodie downstairs.  He was
already sitting in fornt of the TV, with half a box of pizza devoured!  As
I rounded the couch to join him, a white corner hit my eye.  It was his
towel.  I raced around the couch, to the amazement and pleasure of seeing
Brodie sitting there with only his towel losely draped over his lap.  It
wasn't even really around him.  Just draped over basically his groing and
one leg, I could faintly see the roundness of his huge dark ass.  My woodie
began to return.

	"What the fuck took you so long?", he asked.  I shrugged my
shoulder, not knowing how to reply.  I sure wasn't going to tell him the
truth, "Well, I was jacking off to a fantasy of you ramming that huge
fucking dick up my little virgin ass!  Anything else you want to know?"  "I
know what you was doin."  I looked at him doubtfully but curious as to what
he was thinking.  "You was up stairs imagining..." I gulped, not knowing
what would be next.  "...that your cock was as big and as powerful as
mine!"  I breathed in relief.  "I saw the way you was looking at my dick
over Robert's house.  You wanted to be me!"  No my dear cousin, I wanted to
be on you, under you, in you, have you in me, any number of combinations
but not to be you!  Arrogant?  Didn't I tell you?

	I said nothing and he persisted, "Right?  Isn't that what you was
doin?  You can be honest, I already know."  He continued and continued to
say the same dumb shit over and over again and again!!!!  I couldn't take
it any more, "NO!  You're wrong!!  That's not what I was doing, not what I
was thinking, not what I wanted!!  Wrong, worng, wrong!  Now shut up!!!"
"Damn, nigga you a bit touchy huh?  You upset cause I got the cash?  That's
it huh?"  I was really tired of this now and I tried to change the subject,
"What's on the TV?"  "Bullshit as usual.  I got something if you wanna see
something hot as hell?"  "Yeah, why not?" I had no idea what he had planned
but was anxiously awaiting the surprise. He stood up quick as a shot, the
towel fell to the floor and his naked ass turned and again bolted up the
steps.  I craned my head to the right and this time didn't need to imagine,
I could see how that massive schlong bounced as he leaped up the stairs!!

	In a few seconds he returned with a video tape in hand.  He walked
to the VCR and inserted the tape.  His large round ass blocked the entire
screen from my view.  He then stood with the remote and rewound the tape.
I didn't mind the delay, I was engrossed by that fine rear view that
included his fine thick muscular legs and one PHINE round muscular ass!!
He finally stepped back and from around his left thigh I could faintly see
the image of people having sex.  "WAIT A FUCKING MINUTE!!!"  It was him and
some latina!!!  He stepped back more, standing parallel to the coffee
table.  My attention shifted from ass to cock as the filmographer zoomed in
on that massive meat as it entered the one kneeling girls mouth.  She
wasn't able to deep throat it but she was definitely working the head like
a pro!  I was completely erect and on the edge of my seat.  My poop shoot
was moist as was the tip of my cock as sweat, cum , and other erotic fluids
began to ooze from every open hole in my body!  I was hotter than I had
ever been in life!  I watched as she sucked and flicked her tongue in his
piss slit and then trailed it around the head and down to the nut sack
where where she was licking his dark brown wrinkled sack and massaging the
heavy balls within!

	At some point after she went back to blowing him, I noticed his
face.  He looked bored.  I continued to watch, and again this time he was
fucking her.  He was pounding her pussy like a life depended on it!  I mean
he was crushin' it!!!  She was screaming, pleading, begging for him to fuck
harder.  He was fucking harder than any porn star has ever fucked and yet
again on his his face I saw boredom.  I took a chance to look over at him
now.  He was grinning but something was unusual about the smile.  It was as
if something was behind as grinning mask.

	I continued to stare at him.  "Damn, I'm good ain't I?", his
arrogant ass asked.  This time I shocked him, "Yes you are."  His head
turned to face me.  "What?"  "I said...Yes you are good."  "What do you
mean?"  "Didn't you just ask me, if I thought you was good?"  "Yeah."
Well, I'm answering you.  Yes you are!"  A puzzled expression hit his face.
"You are good but can I ask you something, Brodie?"  "Yeah, go ahead."
"Why do you look so bored?"  "Cause that bitch wasn't doin nothin for me."
"why did you fuck her then?"  "Oh, a friend wanted to make a porno for his
videography class and he knew that my cock on film was an instance "A", so
to help a brotha out, I agreed."  "You say she wasn't doin nothin for you,
right?"  "Yeah." "So how do you get off?", I slyly asked.  "Well, most
times I get myself off, cause no one can please me the way I like to be
pleased" "Is that so?"  "Yeah...why you sayn' it like that?"  "Well, I had
a thought...but you probably ( I paused)...naw never mind."  "What?, Go
ahead.  What was you bout to say?"  "I was just goin ask you if you ever
been with a guy before?"

	A long pause of silence followed.  He reached over and hit the
power on the remote turning the VCR and the TV off.  "Are you asking me if
I'm gay? `Cause I ain't no fuckin rump ranger!!"  I was getting nervous.
What if he got defensive to the point of physical confrontation?  "Naw,
that's not what I was askin.  You ain't gotta be gay to let a guy blow
you."  He looked at me rather doubtful.  "What do you mean?", he asked with
a tone of interest.  "If you let some guy blow you, that doesn't make you
gay.  Have you ever done it before?"  He stopped as if he was reflecting
back to make sure no such memories existed.

	"No I ain't never let no dude suck my dick before.  Why you ask me
that?"  "It's just that most guys know how to please another guy and I am
sure that if the right guy sucked that gorgeous cock of yours, you'd nut
even more than you did during the bet!"  "The right guy?  What you mean,
the right guy?"  "I mean someone who truly appreciates your cock for the
beauty that it is!"  I was pouring it on.  I wasn't lying but I was
stroking his ego in the hopes of stroking that cock with my tongue and
sphincter!!!  "Well, I guess if I knew the `right'guy, I`d try it; but..."
I interjected before another word proceeded from his lips, "Can I suck your
dick Brodie?"  He stood there and looked down at me and by the looks of the
pole that was pointing at me, I think the thought was enticing him.

	He stepped closer to me, pushing the coffee table closer to the TV.
He turned to face me, placing his cock directly in front of my face.  I
raised my ass from the sofa and removed both my shorts and boxers.  I was
sitting on the sofa naked as Adam facing the Serpent of my temptation.  I
however, didn't need Eve to tell me to take a bite.  With my right hand, I
reached for his semi-erect cock, taking it gently in my grip.  Like fat
spongy beer can in my hand, his cock felt good in my grip.  As soon as I
opened my mouth and placed it in, the soft spongy condition quickly
changed, becoming a hot rigid pole.  Both felt good in my hand and mouth.
I was enjoying the taste of the sweat he was producing from his recently
bathed pours.  The salty musk was like an opiate to me.  My tongue
travelled around his growing knob a few times before I removed it and
licked along the shaft, which seemed to go on for miles...

	I cupped his large, smooth round testicles in my left hand and
started to massage them like a chinese master rolling those Chi Balls in
hand.  With my right hand taking hold of his left and placing it on my head
he followed suit with his right hand.  Both hand gripped my skull and he
started poking his cock at my mouth.  He wanted more.  I let his bulb pop
out of my mouth and asked, "You like it so far?"  The nod and the low moan
were a definate yes.  I again allowed his precum glistening head access to
my warm salivating mouth.  I began to suck harder, creating a vaccuum of
pressure around his iron hard shaft.  His hands tightened their grip on my
skull and his hips quickened their pace as he fucked my face (smile).

	I released his balls and cupped both hands onto his ass as if my
hands had a suction device in the palm.  I squeezed and massaged his firm
meaty ass, like mama use to do whan she kneaded dough to make bread.  I
wasn't making bread but it sure was heatin' me up and makin' my yeast rise!
I felt Brodie's knees begin to tremble as his ass jellofied in my hands.
It wasn't far now...  I felt the throbbing sensation of his dome as it
began to swell doubling in size.  His slit began widening in preparation of
the stream soon to flow.  His legs began to shake.  The grip upon my skull
became vice like.  I added support to his ass, holding him up, as best as I
could.

	My tongue continued to lick as my head continued to bob upon his
thick red apple!  All of a sudden, he locked!  Knees, hands, hips,
everything froze!  I began to taste the faintest salty sampling of his
juice and then it hit me!  Gushing forth, his cum unloaded!  Like a
firehose, hundreds of pounds per square inch blasted the back of my throat
with hot, milky man power!!  I swallowed, gulp after gulp!  With each
swallow, almost a mouthful escaped and dripped to the floor off of my chin!
His body resumed it's ability to move as he slowly withdrew his cock from
the cream filled pocket of my mouth.

	His right hand grabbed his still erect dick and shook it at my
face.  A few lines of cum smacked me across the forehead and cheek.  I had
to close my eyes to ensure not becoming blinded by the cum spray.  He then
let gravity take control, he released his grip.  As his heavy cock fell
from his open palm and thumped me in the forehead, he laughed.  I looked up
at him and laughed as well.  "So, how was it?", I inquired.  "I ain't never
had a piece of pussy that felt that good!  That shit was Da Bomb!! It was
better than any piece of ass....."  "Speaking of ass...", I interjected,
"How would you like to (I motioned with my head over my right
shoulder)...you know...?"  He paused and looked at me.  I knew he was
wondering, "Does he mean fuck him?"  I decided to help him, "See, it's like
this...I saw how many times you came at the dude's apartment and I know you
got a whole hellava lot more juice in you just waiting to brought to the
surface of that fine cock of yours.  So, since I already sucked you, I just
figured you might wanna try fucking now."  Again, he paused in silence.

	"The blow job was cool and all and bomb as shit but, fucking?  I
ain't gay I told you and just the thought of fucking some guy up the
ass..."  "Hold on, have you ever fucked a bitch in her ass?"  "Yeah, once-
no no hold on twice.  Well, almost twice.  The second girl couldn't take
any more than my head once I got that in, so we stopped."  "OK, so you have
be in somone's backdoor.  So, what's the difference?"  "You a dude not a
bitch!"  "Well, imagine that I'm your bitch for the day.  I promised you
that the head was bomb, did I lie?"  "Naw, it was fat as shit."  Now I'm
telling you, I can put my ass on you in a way that you won't ever want
pussy again!!  EVER!"  He hesitated.  "You afraid to try it?", I asked,
appealing to his machismo.  "Look, if we start and you change your mind, we
can stop and it's all over.  I'll give you head again.  You bust your nut
and we call it a day.  Cool?"  He thought it over, "Aiight!"

	I led him to the bedroom and layed him back on the bed.  I grabbed
a bottle of baby oil that was sitting on my dresser.  I poured a
overflowing amount of the "Johnsons & Johnsons" on his johnson and stroked
the shaft making it quite slick and slippery.  I then realized how much
this dick was going to hurt.  When it touched my pucker, it almost felt
like a Louisville Slugger stretching the walls of my asshole.  The pain
became intense!  I almost changed "my" mind but the thought of having that
monster dick filling me up and feeling his hot jizz filling my insides made
me willing to endure any pain!  I mounted him, sitting with one leg on each
side of his hips.  I relaesed his cock and let it lay flat on his
stomach. I lowered my ass onto his cock and began to gyrate my hips.  His
hips also started moving under me and I could feel his cock lengthen and
grow even more rigid.  I reached behind me and took hold of his monumental
phallus with my right hand.  I then began rubbing his head againgst the
surface of my smooth ass.

	The sensation of his knob being raked across my hairless baby ass,
sent an electric current through his body.  His legs tensed, his toes
curled, his hands took firm hold around my hips, and if that wasn't enough,
the final clue that he enjoyed the sensation was when he exclained, "OHHHH
FUCK, that feels good!!!"  I then positioned his slit directly on my hole
and started a series of clenching then release, clench then release and
allowed him to feel that as well.  As I expected, he was lovin it.  I did
that for my benefit as well as his.  I was tryin to prep myself for that
huge torpedo soon to blast it's way into my ass.
	After about ten minutes of playing with his cock around my ass, I
was growing moist and knew my ass was getting hungry and ready to try!  I
beared down and began to slowly, ever SO slowly lower my ass atop his
raging erect obelisk!  I could literally feel the walls of my outer ass
tearing!  I started moaning in pain!  I felt him try to pull his hips back
to lessen my pain.  That was so sweet.  That act of caring made me want to
please him that much more and in that some how the pain dissapated.  Half
the head was in!  In another minute, his entire knob was buried.  I now
knew how the one girl felt but the difference here was, I was gonna please
my man no matter what!

	Again I bore down and lowered.  One inch, two...three, five,
six...eight, nine...  Nine fat, thick nubian spear inches of his monster
dick were buried in my ass and there were damn near three or four more
inches to go!  The sweat was dripping from my brow.  This shit was hard
work!  Ten, eleven....twelve, thirteen inches!  I felt his groin resting
against my ass, as my descent ended!  His hair was tickling the under side
of my ass and balls.  His hands released my hips and his arms stretched out
as if he were yawning.  I was becoming more comfortable as my ass canal
molded to the dimensions of the rod that was burind deep within me.  He let
out a low moan and that was my cue to start riding!

	I raised just high enough to feel his bulb at the door to my ass
and then I lowered completely to the base of his shaft.  Again I rose and
lowered, rose and lowered.  I began to form a ryhthm which his hips quickly
copied as he began fucking in sync.  I cannot fully explain the sensation
of being impaled upon a cock that big but it was an extremely fulfilling
experience.  For the first time in my lif I felt complete, felt whole.  I
know it had nothing to do with the size of his cock, because in reality it
was his soul that was completing mine.  I was in love with Brodie and
didn't want to admit it to myslef and sure as hell not him.  I basked in
the feeling of completeness not wanting it to ever end!

	My pace quickened to match his as he began to speed up.  I was
riding that horse dick like I was the Fuckin' Lone Ranger, humping Tonto's
Native ass, while riding Silver in pursuit of the bad guys!!!  Then I began
to feel my cock stiffen and the pits of my balls fill with cum.  I was
nearing my orgasmic point via my ass hole!!!  OH, this was better than I
ever could have imagined!  "Faster, Brodie fuck me faster!!"  "Come on baby
ride me!!"  "OOoohhhhh...!!!", I grunted as hot streams of cum sprayed from
my dick across his chest, landing on his face and the pillows above his
head.  A bit of cum landed on his mouth and I knew he was mine, when he
licked it.

	My cock maintained a fully erect state and was ready to cum again!
With a lodu KEEeerRRrrrpPLOPPP!!, I pulled of of him and slid him over so
that I could lay face down on the bed.  "Brodie, get on top of me.  I want
you to fuck me from behind!"  Without a sound, he moved the necessary
direction in order to gain access to my behind from behind.  At first, he
just laid on top of me, grinding his dick into the mounds of my ass.  I
wanted more!  I reached behind and parted the red sea for him and granted
him access, as he said, "Open sesami!", in jest!  I chuckled.  As soon as
the pink pucker hole was visible, he dove in!
	First that massive throbbing head, then inch, by rock hard inch
slid his shaft, until finally he was completely buried within.  He laid on
top of me for a moment.  I began clinching around his shaft, working my
inner muscles to massage his stiff pole.  That was enough to stimulate and
reawaken him as that he started his hips a movin'!  As he drove his spear
deep within me, I grabbed and clenched the sheets and occasionally would
bite down on the nearest pillow to me.  I began to thrust my hips upward to
meet his downward pokes.  We began our concerto in "OOOHHHH" major!
Together, in rhythm, we gyrated and became one sensuous body.

	The feeling of his huge hoop rock sized mellon balls slapping
against my wet sweaty ass was soooo damn hot and sexy.  That the feeling of
that alone could have made me cum...but I resisted!  I wanted to prolong
this for as long as humanly possible.  From the feeling in my nut sack...it
would be much longer though!  "Ooohhhh baby!  Your ass feel ssssoooo damn
good!  Your ass is softer than any bitches pussy I ever been in!!  Daammn
you feel good!"  Brodie complimented and commented a few times and then the
spasams hit, like a volcano on the Big Island of Hawaii he shook, rattled,
and erupted!!!  His hot volcanic love lava filled my entire body!

	It entered me at such a hot and forceful rate that my prostate was
showered and massaged by the sheer blast of his cum!  Without any
additional assistance my nut blasted!  A huge pool of creamy jizz now
spread outwards from under by pinned body.  Our combined orgasam made me
feel almost like it was his cum that shot through me and onto the bed.
Impossible, I know but it sure as hell felt that damn good!  Brodie
continued to lay on top of me.  His hips had ceased all humping and he
simply layed there, motionless.  He was exhausted!  "Hey, Brodie, you OK?"
"I'm better than I ever been in my life!  I just wanna let you know
something..."  I was anxious but hesitant to know his revelation.  "...I
think I love you."  "Of course you love me, your my cousin, silly."  "Well,
first of all, I ain't really your cousin.  Not by blood anyway.  We're
cousins by marriage.  Anyway, I been IN LOVE with you since we was young.
I just never knew what it was I was feelin, Not until now!"

	He then pulled out of me with a loud "SSSLLLUUURP PPPOP!!!, his
still HUGE dangling dick slid out of my spongy ass.  He layed beside me and
as we looked into eachother's faces, he reached out, grabbed me at the base
of my neck, pulled my head closer to his, and kissed me!  Our mouths opened
and our tongues danced circles around one another.  For the rest of the
night we layed in eachother's arms cuddling and fondling.  From that point
on, we have shared many sexually gratifying experiences in a number of
different locations....a car, elevator, log cabin, mall bathroom, community
laundromat, the YMCA showers, and our backyard in the hammock!  Just to let
you know...the Hammock was GREAT!!!

	So that brings me back to the original question, Do you know anyone
like Brodie?  Brags about their cock.... Let me know.  Maybe we can swap
stories...  Peace out.