Chapter 3

My eyes almost popped out once I saw the immense garden before me.

As soon as the gates stopped opening up, I was left with a hollow sensation in my chest, as if all the air had been taken from me.

«I-is this ... his house?!» My mind raced, electrified, while the security escorted me into the property.

‘You can come in. The gates can’t spend a lot of time opened.’

‘Oh, yeah... ‘ I clumsily answered. ‘Very well.’

And I walked into the property, taking at least some fifteen more minutes to finally arrive at the mansion.

As I walked, I felt my heart sinking deeper into my thorax, trying to escape my own body. Though I was a male no woman would ever complain about, I confess I felt more vulnerable and naked than ever.

«Holy fucking shit!» The wealth, luxury, and greatness of that place was like a blow to all my senses. I felt my legs wobbly and my waist uncomfortably hot.

My dick was hardening, and my walk became harder with that immense member gaining weight and volumes between my legs.

That same morning, I had received an unexpected invitation from the intimidating freshman:

‘It’s Rodrigo, isn’t it?’

I needed some more seconds to reply without stammering, always amazed by the size of that teenage bull stud:

‘Yes.’ I stretched my hand to him. ‘The very.’

The guy held my hand and squeezed it hard, gauging my power, and I had no choice but to squeeze back with even greater force.

Our biceps swelled and thick veins appeared all along our arm, bathing our powerful muscles with scorching blood. Despite all my effort, I couldn’t ignore the unpleasant sensation that the guy wasn’t filling a pinch.

I was older and more experienced, yet still that cocky teenager seemed to beat me in everything I once thought to be best at.

I was already a gigantic male —6.3ft-tall and 300 pounds of pure muscle. Even before reaching puberty, I was a strong, athletic, powerful boy, and during my teenage year I had become something of a small bull thanks to my regimen of training, sports, and gym —not to mention my extremely rushed sex life.

At the age of twenty, I was the most imposing Alpha male any man could ever dream of being ... and yet that guy, who was two years my junior, still humiliated my in every aspect of my manhood!

The gigantic youth smiled and let go of my hand, which ached.

‘I confess, Rodrigo, that you know how to leave a good first impression.’ He smiled as if congratulating me for a job well done. ‘Our fine was awesome.’

I lowered my head and blushed slightly.

‘Do you fight for a long time?’

And he gave me one of those falsely modest smiled which would so annoy me in the future:

‘Ever since I was eleven-year-old, once I started to get pretty serious about life.’

I widened my eyes.

‘You’ve been doing this since you were eleven?’

‘Sport, fights, all sorts of physical activities, you know.’ He looked at me from head to toe, looking bigger with every word he spoke. ‘Don’t say that you’re surprised. You too look like a precocious sort of guy.’

And winked at me, making my legs grow even softer.

The measures of that guy astounded me. My neck hurt just by trying to see his face, which lorded over mine like a huge sun.

I was a 6.3ft-tall giant, yet that guy was surely some 6.7ft-tall beast —and he was only growing.

At only eighteen years old, the giant still had many more inches to grow, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he grew to be a 6.8ft or, hell, a 7ft+ monster of a man!

With the amazing talents and power which flowed into his veins, that youth had everything to become the biggest Alpha baddass of all time.

While I thought that, I could finally get a good look at his mansion. «Oh, are you kidding me?!»

The building was huge! Two floors of an ample palace built in white marble, smack in the middle of down, in one of the world’s most expensive land zones.

The many trees around us gave the impression that we were in the middle of a jungle —of which he was the king. Even while being able to spot the many buildings outside his property, that place was tranquil and soothing, as if I had been transported to another, paradisiac dimension.

The wealth and size of that place certainly matched the guy’s whole demeanor, which kept reminding me of the first time he talked to me in private, just a few days ago.

‘Dude, that fight we had... ‘ I started saying, fondling my hair with great shyness.

‘Our fight?’

‘Yeah, dude. Look ... I didn’t want to... ‘

And he gave me that odious side smirk of his.

‘You mean, that little incident during the fight?’

It was by no means ‘little,’ I can tell you that.

‘Kinda yeah. Well, I’m sorry for what happened. That whole fight, you know ... was a little infantile, don’t you think?’

And the big man laughed, making the whole building quake.

‘Dude, you joking? I loved that! From beginning the end, the whole fight, it was awesome! It wa so good to feel alive that way!’

‘Mmm.’

He got closer, and I felt my heart beat faster.

‘You’re strong! I never saw a guy last so long with me.’

I breathed deeper, barely able to take my eyes from that gorgeous stud.

That caramel-skinned hunk had the most perfect face I’d seen through my whole life. I was already an Adonis myself, but that man there mopped the floor with my head: what a perfectly gorgeous, masculine face! What an impeccably trimmed beard! What a prominent, chiseled jaw, with that sensual sunken valley in his chin!

That teenager had the face of a mature, fully developed 30-year-old hunk, and he exuded more testosterone through his pores than most man had in their whole bodies.

Getting close to the door, I rang the buzz and waited for him to arrive. Almost immediately, the giant teen announced his presence with his thunderous steps inside the house.

I gulped, not knowing what to expect from that encounter. Our conversation before had been short and cryptic, with his cocky face leaving my questions unanswered.

‘I’m training for a competition next week, you know, but my master ... master ... well, he’s too busy to prep me up.’

‘Your ... master?’

‘Yes ... my trainer, let’s say.’

At the moment, I didn’t know what to reply. I was both too skeptical and too enchanted to pay attention to his words.

‘Maybe you can be a nice substitute.’ He kept talking and touching my shoulders. ‘Or at least, you know, a nice punching bag.’

‘Ah.’

What was he doing, really? Well, at the time, I couldn’t tell. The only thing I felt was the pain of his fists hitting my shoulders; even as light taps, he had a bone-dislodging strength to him.

That male perspired power and strength with ease!

I lowered my head and coughed, trying to hide my embarrassment.

‘You’re saying you want to train with me?’

‘Yeah, that’s right.’

He said it so straight, so earnestly, that I didn’t know what to reply.

clunk! The door opened in front me, and the world’s most spectacularly gorgeous man appeared before me with open arms.

‘Rodrigo! Come on here, blondie!’

He gave me such a tight hug that I felt all my back bend and contort. His formidable muscles pressed against my face, and I enjoyed his touch to give like for like.

‘Renato.’

The man immediately invited me into his house, much louder and expansive than even his usual cocky self.

‘Come on in, partner. You can relax here. Mi casa, su casa, you know.’

I didn’t know what distracted me the most in him: if the incredible luxury of that impeccable house or his even more massive, bulging, rippling hard body.

He wore a simple white shirt and dark jeans, clearly showing off his enviable physique.

The shirt was so tight I could actually see his muscle throbbing and rippling as he moved; his back as well-sculpted as a Renaissance masterpiece, his arms as ripped and rippling like the marble columns of that mansion.

I was completely aghast by those many assaults against my senses, especially considering that the smell of that male kept clinging to my body well after our tight hug.

«Jesus Christ, this scent! »

I felt my dick ever harder just with the primitive smell of that being dominating me. He had an aggressive jungle scent, of sweaty muscles after an intense workout.

It was a strong, invading, extremely masculine, and electrifying scent —one I’d give everything just to feel one more time.

Stopping suddenly in the middle of the room, he turned to me and confronted me with the sight of his ample pecs and rock-hard abs.

‘You like what you see?’

I gulped, totally taken aback.

‘It’s a very pretty house.’

Grabbing his shirt by the hem, he pulled it down and tightened its cloth even harder against his muscles.

‘I’m talking about my physique.’ And he looked at me with a smile. ‘Is it big enough for you?’

I stepped back, with my lips trembling, barely able to take my eyes from that huge guy.

‘Mmm ... your physique... ‘

‘I’m just out of the gym, you know. Just taken a shower, but I’m still feeling my body, you know... ‘ He lifted his arms. ‘So sore!’

Right there, in front of me, he began to stretch, clearly showing off the amazing power and form of his incredibly abundant, iron-hard muscles, making the shirt sing in the many crevices and valleys of his iron body.

I could see the shirt being stretched by every one of his ten powerful, thick abdominal muscles. Little by little, I head the cloth being stretched to its uttermost limit, and, looking at his sleeves, and saw that man’s enormous biceps nearly tearing up the white cloth.

That guy had biceps larger than my own head! All his body many me feel like a dwarf, so much smaller with my ‘sorry’ 300 pounds of muscle compared to his 350+ ones.

We were the two biggest males on the planet, and even then, that guy could step on me like I was measly ant.

Instinctively, I knew I could let him in my head o easily —even if his superiority was so obvious and overwhelming!—, so I myself began to flex my own muscles under my somewhat-looser shirt.

‘Indeed, it’s one ... uh, enviable body.’

‘You bet it is.’ He admired his own guns, as if he could see his own reflection in his skin. ‘I found it odd, you know, when you accepted my invitation so quickly.’

I looked seriously at him, ready to fight him then and there, if he wanted to.

‘I couldn’t miss the change to see who really is the better male, right?’ I looked to my sides. ‘Where’s the gym?’

‘Well,’ he stretched his arms, ‘it’s right here.’

‘Mmm?’

‘Look at me.’

‘Why ... oh!’

Immediately, the monster grabbed his shirt by the hem and lifted it, showing off to me...

‘Fucking ... wow!’ I waivered, again taken aback by the sight of his body.

Muscles! So many muscles! How could an 18-year-old have a body like that one, my god?!

‘Damn, man...!’ My penis inflated as soon as the monster threw his shirt on the floor, showing off his lively, hot, throbbing body, with all the abundant muscles flexing on their own. ‘Holy fucking ... shiiit!!’

Thick vein ran over that amazing body, with more muscles than three professional bodybuilders put together!

I knew the guy was big, but that was a freaking joke!

‘Holy fucking damn, man! You...!’ My eyes swirled. ‘You’re a fucking horse, damn it!’

‘Yeah, I know that.’ He looked down, admiring himself while he also felt a tremendous weight grow between his ungodly massive thighs. ‘‘Horse’ is an apt word to describe me —in every way imaginable.’ He looked decisively at me. ‘Take off your shirt.’

I stared at him with great fear.

‘Mmm?’

‘I said: take off your shirt.’

Though I kept away from him, I grabbed the hem of my shirt with both hands.

‘W-why?’

He smiled, I don’t know if seriously or just ironic.’

‘You know why, dude.’ And he stepped closer to me, making the whole house rumble. ‘You know very well why you are here.’

Deep down, yeah, I really knew, but I still played dumb till the last second:

‘We have to ... train, right?’

‘Yes. We are going to train ... but a different type fight.’ He stepped closer. ‘Stop moving away, fruity.’

I stopped where I was and looked at him with anger.

‘What did you call me?’

The guy stepped even louder, with a bigger, shinier smile.

‘I called you ‘fruity,’ my blondie. Does that make you mad, does it?’

I lowered my head and pretended to be furious, though I was in fact concentrating on not letting my prick grow to its fullest extent and hardness.

‘Take that back.’ I muttered, very seriously, and the monster simply raised his hands, showing off those incredible, bigger, harder, more impressive biceps.

‘No need to be offended, brother. I also dig dudes, once in a while. It gets tiresome, you know, just fucking girls every single day.’

I gulped so hard it could be heard from the other side of the room.

‘Is this why you called me?’

‘You know it is?’

I stepped back.

‘If you lay your hands on me... ‘

‘You gonna do what?’ He smiled. ‘Gonna fight? Feel free to hurt me. That fight I had with you yesterday was mighty amazing, to be honest. You really showed me you could take on me ... till the end!’

I gulped several more times, feeling my dick grow harder.

‘How strong are you really?’

The guy flexed his muscles, making very coarse noises with all his body.

‘Dude, do you have any idea how much pussy I get every day?’

My heart beat quickly, with my legs wobbling visibly.

‘N-no.’

‘Twelve, man. Sometimes it’s difficult... ‘

My ears, however, stopped working after the number.

‘You fuck twelve women ... a day?’

‘Yes.’ And I laughed. ‘What? You don’t believe me?’

‘But of course ... well, of course not.’

The man, then, put his hands inside his pant and froze me with his pitch-black eyes.

‘Dude, just you see what I have to deal with.’

‘What ... waist, no!’

Before I could even protest, however, the guy lowered his pants, revealing to me how he wore nothing beneath them.

Though, to be fair, I though it was impossible to wear anything else but those loose pants.

‘Holy fucking...!’

I walked back until my back hit a marble column, totally intimidated, almost frightened by that monstruous, abnormal anaconda the dude sported between his legs.

His gigantic appendix was completely exposed to my eyes. Never before have I seem —or even imagined!— such a gigantic cock ... and I was twelve inches long!

It was hard to tell, among so many things, which attracted me the most: if that extraordinarily long, thick, heavy prick, or the two huge balls dangling below them.

His fucking testicles were larger than guacamoles!!

‘Holy fucking shit!!’

A fucking horse would feel minuscule compared to him! The guy was hung like two fucking breeding bulls!

He stepped forward, making his monstruous cock swing before my eyes

Those balls were so hard and heavy, however, that they barely moved, so pressed and squeezed they were between that man’s inconceivably large thighs.

That horse’s prick, when soft, was bigger, harder, and thicker than my own was hard!

«Holy fucking shit!! I’m twelve inches when hard, and this guy far surpasses me even when soft!!»

That 14-in monstrosity dangled like an old clock pendulum make of titanium, with its shinny helmet kicking between one knee and the other.

The monster swollen, throbbing foreskin was already a bit pulled back, with his red, steaming head revealing itself little by little.

Just the tip of that prick was thicker and harder than a doorknob, and I suspected its size could be comparable to my own clenched fist!

The male stepped even closer to me, squeezing me even tighter against that column.

‘Do you see now, the dick I have to feed every single day?’

‘Holy ... holy f-!’ I couldn’t take my eye off that magnificent genitalia. ‘Holy fucking shit, dude, holy shit!!’

‘Yeah, that’s right.’ He held his prick with his right hand, swinging it dangerously; his prick was so heavy even he, a living mountain of muscles, made incredible effort trying to move it. ‘That’s the cock of a Roman god, and this fucking thick monster need at least twelve, thirteen, fifteen fresh pussies every single day for good nutrition.’

My back was almost climbing up that thick column, so intimidated that I felt by that male.

‘A-are you serious, man??!’

He smiled and squeezed his prick even harder, making the numerous thick veins bulge across all its inane length.

‘You think that a man who carried a prick like this one would lie about this?’

‘Holy...!!’

‘Take off your clothes, fruity.’ He let go of his prick, letting it dangle before my body, looking increasingly larger before me. ‘Today I’m going to splurge with your body.’

I couldn’t even hide my fears as I lifted up my head and looked him straight in the eyes:

‘Y-you’re not... ‘

Boom!! That guy shut me up with a step, bringing his thick, veiny monster closer to my waist.

‘I’m kind of through with women right now.’ And then, with incredible strength ... braaam!! He grabbed my waist.’

‘Ooohh!!’ A whimper came from my throat as I felt his hands squeezing my muscular waist.

More than that, I could feel his cock pressing against my own prick, making it look tiny in comparison.

‘No ... no, no... ‘ I looked at him with my eyes tearing up, almost begging to him: ‘No, please... ‘

But the indiscrete man, without even asking for permission, slid his hand into my pants and grabbed my cock.

‘No!!’ I screamed —or rather, I writhed— and tried to move away, but the male commanded me with a calm and coarse voice:

‘Stay where you are.’

And I obeyed him immediately, not even thinking about denying the desires of such a powerful...

‘Ooh!!’

... such gigantic...

‘Ooohh... ‘ My whimpers grew longer as that horse’s huge hand carefully enveloped and massaged my cock. ‘Aaahee...!’

My god, what a hot touch! What a heavy hand! Even though my prick was extraordinarily thick, like a soda can, that giant managed to hold all its girth with a hand —a feat not even I managed to!

«Jesus, his hands are huge! Wow!» I felt once again his wild smell. «My god, what a ... what a...!»

‘ ... fucking male!’ I let the word escape, and the man generously squeeze my prick. ‘Aaahee...!!’

I wiggled my hips, making him smile.

‘My little whore is already so horny for daddy, huh?’

‘Aahee ... aahee... ‘

‘Mmm ... good hoe.’ I felt hi other hand in my buttocks. ‘What a tasty-ass rear you’ve got, big-butted bimbo!’

The male grabbed and squeezed my ass, feeling the hardness of my iron muscles. I felt my glutes being squashed by that incomprehensively strong hand, and all the fibers in my body stretching with the sheer force of his grab.

‘Aaahee ... aaahe...!!’

I never felt so weak, so defenseless, so female like at that moment! With a squeeze on my cock, the male sent my head swirling to heaven.

‘Aaaaheem...!!’

I wiggled again, making him slide one hand along my back and into my pants. Meanwhile, his right hand massaged all the outrageous length of my equally bull-sized dong.

I felt my pole enlarging, all while my own, shaky hands got closer to the balls of that amazing stallion.

My face twitched and my eyes trembled under my semi-shut eyelids, afraid of witnessing that incredible horse cock in such a giant human body.

Seriously, his prick looked like a third leg rubbing against my waist. My hands move to-and-fro, either too thirsty or too afraid to actually commit to that overwhelming, incarnate God manhood.

‘It’s alright.’ He spoke with his thick, soothing voice. ‘I know you’re afraid.’

‘Aaahee...!!’

‘All males are afraid when they’re near me.’ And squeezed my dick harder.

‘Aaahee!!’

‘I’m such a perfect male ... that it take time for other men to gather the courage to face me. But don’t you worry, my pretty little whore, for I am going to take good care of your body today.’

‘Aaahee, aaahee!!’

He pressed all his naked body against mine, pressing his muscles against my pecs, getting his lips so dangerously close to my nose.

Without missing a beat, he lowered his incredible mouth to mine, and his tongue penetrated my throat as if it wished to tear me from inside.

‘Mmmrmm...!!’ Almost immediately, I felt my dick grow, harden, and sprout out of my shorts, with the male holding it firmly all the time.

He didn’t kiss me delicately, and indeed savagely, ramming his tongue deep inside me, chewing my mouth as if he wanted to devour me.

While that happened, he jerked me off with increased strength, making my cock throb and the veins multiply insanely over its surface.

Not satisfied, he began to spread my butt cheeks with his hand and to penetrate my anus with his index finger —which, might I stress, was as thick as a regular guy’s cock.

I screamed and shivered, but my screams were muffled inside his mouth, which sucked and annihilated my own with his inhumanly large tongue!

‘Ooorhh...!!’ I widened my eyes. ‘Ooorrhh!!’

That tongue slid down to my vocal cord and further below, as if could reach as deep ... as my stomach!

«My god!!» I was horrified. «How big is this tongue?!»

That guy was a bull, a horse, a giant in every way imaginable! I felt him fucking my throat raw with his tongue so thick it felt like the world’s second largest cock —larger than even my own!

«God!» Slowly, I started having small orgasm without shooting my nuts off! «Holy god!!»

He massaged my throat with his tongue while he devoured my mouth possessively, insanely, masturbating my prick and fingering my ass.

Slowly, I felt my feet leave the ground.

‘Ooorhh!!’

The giant roared, making his muscles swell and harden even more, and my body rise from the floor as if it was floating.

I felt the veins growing thicker all along that unbelievable, caramel-skinned brute, who lifted me off as if I was nothing.

‘Ooorhh!!!’ I moaned in his mouth. ‘Ooorh!!’

My eyes filled with water. with an enormous pressure growing in my skull, and soon I was crying with so much pleasure.

My balls were getting swollen. I felt the sperm being produced in insane volumes inside my testicle.

‘Ooorh!! Ooorh!! Oooaarhh!!’

My wide, muscular back climbed and rubbed harder against the marble column, with the giant lifting me up until my head was above his.

The guy’s gigantic, thick tongue slid slowly out of my throat, giving me a pressing urge to vomit.

‘Goorh...!!’ I did my best to contain myself. ‘Ooorh...!!’

The male’s tongue was so long it took a good five seconds to completely leave my throat.

‘God!!’ I held his face and kissed him. ‘What a god!!’

‘Yes.’ He smiled. ‘I know.’

And he fucked my ass deeper still with his finger. I howled:

‘Ghaahuur!!’

He smiled with sadistic contentment while squeezing and stimulating my cock and my anus more and more powerfully.

‘What about being fucked by this cock right here, huh?’ And he crammed his finger deeper inside my anus.

‘Aaauurhh!!’

No amount of arrogance in that guy was unwarranted: his index was literally larger than a decently-sized cock!

‘Ooorhh!!’ I roared, feeling my prick reach maximum hardness in his hand, which masturbated me with speed and gusto, oiling up all the generous length of my being with my own pleasure juices.

‘Mmm. Good cock, this one you have.’ He complimented me, to which I, humiliated, replied:

‘That’s nothing ... ooohh!! ... compared to yours, ahee!!’

I had a scorching, almost all-consuming desire to submit to that horse!

‘Yeah, I know.’

‘Aaahee!!’

His massage became ever more vigorous: twice per second, his hand moved up and down on my mat, making floor all around us vibrate and, within moments, shake like a small-scale earthquake: brrooom-brooom-brooom...!!

We were two massive man, and our sex had the power to shake the foundations of that building. Just with that Alpha jerking off my prick, the windows of the room trembled in the rhythm of his motions.

I heard a thick noise behind my back, even deeper than the sound of his finger splurging on my ass.

Between my thighs, I realized that guy’s prick... «wow!!... » was literally reaching the girth of a third leg!

That formidable prick’s helmet must have been pressing against the marble surface, forcing the giant to give some uncomfortable steps back.

Unbelievably aroused, he masturbated me even harder, caressing all my cock with the most able touch I ever felt down there.

‘Ooorhh!!!’ I cried faintly, like a little girl, for that male had more skill in one hand than the ten most experiences whores on the planet.

My white, shining muscles were all hardened, shining under the abundant light of the room, reflecting that man’s incredible dark eyes.

‘Let me suck these wonderful tits!’

‘Aaahee!!’

He fell with his hungry mouth on my pecs, which he pulled as if wanting to take a piece of them.

I needed to focus so that my cock didn’t explode right there, immediately, bathing all my giant with the scorching seed my balls produced nonstop.

My testicles were hot, heating up every time that man’s hand touched them and made them swing between my muscular thighs.

My legs were wobbly, pathetic, but till they were two of the thickest legs in all the world, squeezing my even more swollen balls —which were as big as pomegranates by that time.

The giant’s finger started to vibrate in my ass, releasing...

‘Aaahh!!’

... lightning bolts in my waist all over my body, and making my prick tremble and throb with volcanic pressure building inside.

‘Aaahee, male!!’ I writhed. ‘Fucking male!!’

The superman made his finger vibrate impossibly fast over specific spots of my ass, which I soon discovered to my own erogenous zones there.

‘I’m just preparing your body, little whore.’

‘Aaaaheem!!’ I moaned and felt my prick almost lose it, just imagining what that guy would do to me when he finally ... ooh! ... fucked me for real. ‘Jesus fucking Chriiiisst!!’

I kissed and licked his forehead, fumbling his muscles while he sucked my pecs, licked my abs, and worked with all my genitalia.

When my cries became frequent and loud enough, he lowered his hand under my prick and grabbed my balls with a single, brutal motion.

‘Aaaahh...!!’ My whole body froze and my prick swelled like a cannon ready to blast.

The male squeezed my balls until I felt a thin, but pleasurable pain, and under the pressure of his touch I could feel the ... gallons! ... gallons and gallons of semen being produced in my...

‘Impressive balls, these ones you’ve got.’

‘Aaaahee!!’ I cried and writhed, still experiencing multiple mini-orgasms with his finger in my anus. ‘Aaahee, Renato!!’

The male massaged my balls slowly and powerfully, squeezing them and making my male juices pile up under even more pressure inside them.

I let go along, tremendous scream:

‘AAAAHEEE!!’

The windows shook with my scream. That male was squeezing me like toothpaste.

‘How much milk. Damn! You’re an impressive horse!’

‘Aaahee!! Aaaahee!! Aaaahee!!’ «But I’m nothing compared to you, my male!!» I wanted to cream, but no word could leave my mouth except for... ‘Aaaahee!!... ‘ pathetic, shallow pleadings.

The male increased the pace of his masturbation in my balls, squeezing them with a constant force while I felt the milk being produced in gallons inside the ducts of my scrotum.

‘Aaaaoorrhh!!’ I cried longingly. That male was milking me like a cow. ‘Aaaahee ... I-I-I ... aahee, I... ‘ My eyes swirled. ‘I’m gonna cum!!’

The male kissed my chest and sucked my nipples, making my head tremble and light up even brighter.

‘Aaahee!!’

He looked at me with that world-conquering smile:

‘Unload you seed on me.’

‘Aaaaheeemm!!’

‘You’re a first-class horse. I know you can make way more than just that.’

‘Aaaahee!! Aaahee!!’ Trying to control myself, I warned him. ‘I cum ... aauurhh!!’ My dick was so close to blowing up! ‘Ooh, man! I cum littler!’

And he simply laughed at that fact, as if it was something trivial.

‘I know you do, man, and you’re coming way more than just litters when I work you out real good.’

‘Aaaheem!! Aaaahee!!’ His hands gained an insane speed in my balls.

‘Once you’ve filled a whole bucket with your spunk... ‘ And spoke calmly and slowly on my ears. ‘Then I’m going to show you what a real orgasm is ... with the whole rivers I can produce with my cock.’