BIGGEST AND BEST - I - THE BAR
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BIGGEST AND BEST - I - THE BAR
Dan was the most luscious barman you'd ever see. I'd been working in the bar for a couple of months when Dan started there - he was a foreign student from America who came to the U.K. to study international politics or something along those lines, and he looked how I always imagined the typical American guy would look. Blue eyes, blond hair and all that - he was gorgeous. He had a large Chinese symbol tattood on one arm that you could just about see the bottom half of if he was wearing a t-shirt or a short-sleeved shirt.
Even though it was a gay bar we worked in, and I knew he was gay, I never thought Dan would ever go for anyone like me. Don't get me wrong, he's a really nice guy, I just always considered myself plain. I had boring, brown hair that was usually always a mess, boring brown cow-eyes thanks to my Spanish mother, and I always thought myself a little on the skinny side. I always assumed Dan was way out of my league - he was absolutely stunning. I was eighteen at the time, almost nineteen, he was twenty three.
I'd heard that his cock was bigger than most - I had friends who had slept with him, I'd even seen it once, when he was getting changed for work. But it was soft then, I never thought I'd see it hard. Just slyly watching him undress to get into his work uniform was treat enough for me - I was watching from behind as he stripped off his sweatshirt, revealing flawless skin on his back and toned muscles. As he pulled down his jeans and kicked off his shoes he turned a bit, and I casually respositioned myself so I could see him side on. He had a small pair of white boxers on, barely enough to covers his ass - which looked tight and firm, and it practically wasn't enough to cover his cock. It had slipped out the right leg of his shorts and was dangling there, free to view. I guessed he either hadn't noticed or didn't care - but looking back, maybe he wanted me to see.
His cock looked fantastic. It was real thick, a good few inches around wider than mine when it's soft, and thicker than most others I've seen too. It hung a good seven or eight inches down his leg, and like most American guys, he was circumsized. Personally, I'd never got my hands on a circumsized dick, so to speak. The head of his cock looked so tasty, it took all of my willpower not to just run over there and start sucking on it - much as I wanted to.
He had stood there in his boxers for a minute, apparently looking for something, before he pulled up his trousers and put on his shirt. I had lost all interest in what I was doing, I was just standing there, ogling him. Finally, he turned to me and winked, before leaving the staff room to go tend the bar.
It was coming up to Christmas one night, a Sunday night, as it goes. The pub was adorned with all sorts of garish decorations, it was like working in Santa's grotto, especially with a collection of plastic evil-looking impish elf creatures scattered about the place that the manager had bought because he thought they looked cute, but which everyone else thought just looked plain creepy. We had finished one night when it was just me and Dan working, and, having managed to boot out all of the unsavory and drunken old men (who, for some reason, think you like it when they follow you to the toilet and watch you as you pee) we were knee-deep in mess to clean up.
As I polished the tables and Dan swept the floor, I looked up to see that as he was sweeping he had what looked like a hardon in his trousers. It aimed straight up, and looked to be at least eight inches long. I polished listlessly as once again I found myself staring until I realised that he had noticed me noticing him. As he looked over and smiled, I became aware that watching him and his boner had inspired one of my own. Now my cock's a measly 6" long, but it can still be apparent when I don't take steps to try to hide it, and I think Dan noticed.
"Oh, god, sorry!" I blushed, before averting my eyes.
"You must really like that table, huh?" He joked. My blushing increased, and I laughed a little, not sure of what to say as I positioned myself to hide my raging hardon.
"It's the smell of the polish that does it for me." I retorted, trying to make light of the situation. "What about you? You must have the hots for that brush."
He looked at the broom in his hand and smiled. I turned away to continue polishing another table. "Well, I, uh," He started, leaning the brush against the bar, "I got the hots for something, that's for sure". I stopped polishing.
I looked up, without turning around and said, "What do you mean?" And before I could turn to face him, I could feel his breath on my neck. He placed his hands on my hips, just above my waist, and I shuddered with excitement. He kissed the back of my neck, just along the hairline, and I felt his soft kisses rain down on my skin. My hardon was absolutely dying to burst out of my briefs now. I quickly did a quick check in my head - was my breath fresh? Had we locked the doors? Was I wearing clean underwear? Was I actually awake and not in some fantastic dream? As I realised the answer to all was yes, I turned to face him.
As I did, he grabbed me by the arms and pushed me back against the bar, his lips fiercely pressing down on mine, kissing me roughly. I responded equally as roughly, as our tongues explored each other's mouths. I murmurred, but I couldn't speak. I probably couldn't have managed to even if I wasn't being kissed by this hot stud.
He pressed his firm body against mine, and my hands explored his back through his shirt. I could smell his manly musk and it drove me wild. His hardon was stilling standing straight up and it pressed against me, dwarfing my own. It felt huge, and very, very hard.
His hands made their way down to the base of my t-shirt, gripping the edge and lifting it over my head.
"Yeah, let's get you nekkid, boy!" He said in his adorable U.S. accent as we broke our kiss. He flung my t-shirt over the bar and kissed me hard again, now fiddling with my belt and the fly of my jeans. As they both came undone, he put his fingers into my briefs and yanked them and my jeans down, pushing them to my ankles. I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my colthes.
I stood there, backed up against the bar, feeling the cold wood against my back. I gasped as he wrapped his right hand around my cock and started to jack me off, hard and fast straight off, as his other hand kneaded my ass. His kisses lost none of their furiosity as he wanked my dick, sliding my foreskin up and down the head of my cock. I could feel myself start to precum as the shiny liquid crept out of my cock.
His fingers at my rear moved in closer and closer to my hole, until his index finger started rubbing it round and round. I gripped onto the bar behind me, as he broke the kiss and went back to kiss my neck. He put some pressure on his finger and I screamed in pleasure as it popped into my ass.
"You like that don't you, huh?" He smiled and said in a gruff tone, "Bet you wish it was something else though, right?" I nodded in agreement, in too much pleasure to answer. He was jacking my cock off so hard it felt like it was gonna explode any second. "Something a bit wider?" He asked as he moved his finger about inside me. "A bit bigger?" he continued, pushing a second and a third finger into me, "A bit hotter?" I nodded again, feeling the familiar sensation in my crotch as my excitement built up. My breathing became heavier and I moaned in pleasure.
"I'm gonna cum soon!"
Dan laughed. "Haha, not yet dude, you gotta do something for me before you get to cum." He let go of my cock, and slowly pulled his fingers from my ass. I stood there, in absolute heaven but frustrated all to hell as my near-orgasm subsided and the cum settled back down into my balls. My cock was hard and standing straight up, dribbling precum which rolled down it to the base. I was sweating and my breathing was shallow and quick.
Dan put a hand on my shoulder and pushed me down to my knees. I say 'pushed', but I wasn't fighting any. I wanted to suck his cock. I wanted to suck him off and have his cock up my ass and feel his hot jizz filling me up. Dan undid his own fly and opened it up wide. I reached inside, feeling the heat of his hardon coming through his boxers. I pulled the rim of his boxers down and ran my fingers through the coarse hair that I exposed.
"Oh yeah, you're gonna love this." Dan said with a big grin on his face. My fingers found his cock - it was scalding hot, burning my fingertips as I touched the soft skin on his hard cock. I pulled at it, it felt heavy and took some maneovering to get it out of his zipper, but it came. As it emerged, I gasped and a huge smile formed on my face.
It was massive - it was the biggest cock I had ever seen, and had at least three of four inches on any cock I'd touched before. My earlier guess of about 8" wasn't even close. He had a load that would choke a cow! It was close enough to a foot long, at least 10 or 11 inches - and thick and fat, almost like a beer can. Most times when I'd seen a big dick, it was either long and thin, or short and fat - but not this time. This was the best of both worlds. I say the best, but looking at it was making me nervous, I didn't know what to do with it. Could I even fit it in my mouth? I hoped I could please him but it was just so daunting.
I reached out and held his cock in my hands, feeling how heavy it was - it was like lifting a newborn baby! My fingers started to explore it, examine it all the way round. It was veiny, and the skin was very soft but underneath it was extremely hard. As if there was a centimetre of sponge wrapped around a thick, lead pipe. The veins led up to his cherry head, the first circumised cock I'd ever seen, having no foreskin to speak of and just the ridge of his cockhead and the fleshy colour of it exposed. It was curved upwards slightly, but not much.
"Betcha never seen one this big before, huh?" He grinned, taking his cock in one hand and waving it around a bit. "Are ya gonna examnine it, or are you gonna suck on it?" He asked impatiently. His other hand reached behind my head and pushed me forwards, towards his crotch. As my face approached the swollen head of his dick, I parted my lips and licked the juicy tip of his cock. I ran my tongue along the underside of his cockhead, sliding it through his pisshole, up the top of it, and around the ridge to the bottom again. Dan moaned and smiled in appreciation.
I took the thick head of his dick into my mouth, having to open my jaw wide to accomodate it's girth. I wrapped my lips around his hard cock, just under the ridge of it's head. Tightening my lips a little, I felt him throb in my mouth and his cock pressed down on my tongue. A drop of precum oozed out and I pulled my tongue from under his heavy head in my mouth and licked it up. It tasted sweet and warm, but not as warm as the scalding cock was between my lips.
Dan pushed his cock in a bit more, moving his hips closer to my face. I closed my eyes as his dick passed between my lips, another few inches, until I felt it hit the back of my mouth - the wall of my throat. He slowed down, trying to push it through, but my gag reflex kicks in. I couldn't help but move back a little.
"Come on dude, I know you can do it. Try a bit harder." I nodded, pulling back a little, breathing through my nose and moving in slowly. One of my hands gripped onto his thigh as the other wrapped itself around the long shaft of his cock still outside my mouth. It took a few more tries, and a few more gags before it started to work. Tears formed in my eyes as I fought the reflex.
"Oh yeah man, that's the stuff." He moaned as his cock finally punched it's way through my mouth and into my throat. If I could've moved my lips into any position but a big 'O' shape, I'd have grinned the biggest grin ever - I was so proud. His cock popped into my throat, as it squeezed down onto his dick. He pushes in, slowly, inch after inch of hard and hot cock as it slipped down my throat. Instinct was telling me to hold my breath as he's feeding me his cock, as he nearly cut off all my air. I opened my eyes as I saw his pubes drawing closer, my hand having to move away from his cock to let the rest of it in my mouth.
"Haha," He laughed, "Here we go!" He exclaimed as he lifted his t-shirt above his head, exposing his perfectly defined chest and abs. He threw it to the side as my lips finally meet the base of his cock. His hairs tickled my lips as I swallowed the entire mass of his huge dick. He moved his hand back to my head, keeping me still there as I'm paralysed, completely staked by his cock. I couldn't even move my tongue as my mouth was filled with the first few thickest inches of his monster dick.
His free hand completely undid the buckle button on his trousers, and he pushed them and his boxers to the floor. He stepped out of them and kicked his shoes off, all the while holding my head to his crotch. Then, as he stood there naked, he began to slowly withdraw his cock from my throat.
He continued to pull out until his cockhead was almost out of my throat and into my mouth, but he stopped, and began to push back in, my face moved closer to his crotch again until he had stuck it back in me almost all the way. He then moved my head back, until he cock was almost out again, and then pushed back in. As he repeated this, as my throat began to get used to the huge intruder, I admired his body.
He was toned, through hours at the gym I guessed, or playing sports. I reasoned that the time British teenagers spend getting drunk and out on the town in their later teens, American teens have that time to spend in sports and the gym. And the money for it to, the amount of money I had spent on copious amounts of vodka was sure to set a record. My hands rested on his blonde furry legs, feeling muscular and tensed under my grip. He had a perfect garden path leading up from his cock to his belly button, which was encircled in a slight bit of hair, a little darker than the blond hair of his head, but still light. His nipples were big and hard, also encircled in a tuft of light hair, staring down at me, mocking my small and hairless, smooth chest.
I looked up at his face, and stared into the deep blue penetrating eyes of the man who was now penetrating me. He smiled down at me as his cock leaked warm and sticky precum into my throught, lubricating it from the inside. He began to pump a bit quicker in and out of my throat, and then quicker still, until I had to close my eyes and bob my head back and forth on his crotch, his hard dick throbbing inside me. I could tell he was close to shooting his load, but I intended to do to him what he did to me. As he drew closer to climax, I slowed down, until I was barely moving on his cock.
I pulled my head away, as his wet cock exited my throat, which somehow found the strength to close behind it, and out of my mouth. A string of precum and saliva led from his cock to my lips and tongue. I lapped up as much of it as I could, relishing the taste of his juice, but the arc bent downwards and finally dripped to the floor. I looked up at him, and he grinned. So did I.
Somehow, I miraculously found the strength to stand. I kissed him, sharing the taste of his precum with him. Dan wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him as we kissed. His hot and wet cock pressed upwards against my quivering stomach, and dwarfed my own humble cock next to hit, pressed against his stomach. We kissed for what seemed like an eternity. We were a contrast, Dan and I. He was quite pale with milky skin, and taller than me, whilst I had darker skin, a year-round tan, thanks to my Spanish mother, and was shorter.
"You know what's next, dude?" He asked as he broke off our kiss. I sure did; I smiled and nodded the affirmative. "Can you handle it?" He looked genuinely concerned - but I had to wonder, even if I said no; would he have a gon anyway?
"I can try." I answered. As he turned me around, I was beginning to worry. I'd managed to deepthroat his cock eventually, but would I be able to do anything more? His kissed the back of my neck, and pushed me forward a bit to lean slightly on the bar. I folded my arms on the bar, which was just about chest height, and laid my head down on them. He hands moved down, caressing my smooth ass cheeks.
"Spread 'em, then." He said. I did as he asked and moved my feet apart, my rock hard dick standing to attention ahead of me. He slipped a finger inside my hole and I gasped. It was soon followed by another as he began to explore my insides. "You better hope you lubed my cock up good, cos we ain't got none here." He said. He was right. We had a free condom-and-lube box that got filled every Monday morning. Typically, it was last thing on Sunday night. All the nasty old punters of the pub had taken fifteen billion packets of the complimentary safe-sex kits each on a prayer that they might get some sex, and left none for emergencies. This was quite usual - even though the only people the dirty old men were likely to have sex with was other dirty old men who had also picked up fifteen billion packets of condoms and lube from the pub. Which was sodding fantastic.
At any rate, there was no lube at hand, so to speak, but Dan didn't seem to care. I felt him press his large cockhead against my ass, teasing me, and spreading precum on my hole, it felt like a fist against my hole. I smiled as he opened me wide with his two fingers inside me, stretching me as far as I could go - warming up for the main event. That part, at least, didn't hurt. The next bit did.
He pulled his fingers out and replaced them with the head of his cock. It took some pushing and forcing to pop it in, moving me forward so my belly was almost flat against the cold wooden bar. I screamed in pain as his head invaded me, my poor ass going wider than it ever had before. To quote Madge, I was like a virgin. As I yelled, he paused, leaving his cockhead there for a moment as I gritted my teeth and bared the searing pain. And, despite it, I nodded for him to continue.
Having maneouvred the head of his dick inside me, he gripped onto my hips and began to push himself inside me. The pain was intense, but I fought the urge to tell him to stop. The pain only increased as more and more inches sunk into me. It was the length that bothered me that much, but more the girth of his cock as it was widening towards the base. The length of it certainly did hurt once he had forced his cock in down the base, though, as his long dick widened my tube on the inside, stretching the soft flesh in my asshole, I could feel internal organs shift and move to give way to the long and thick intrusion. As he pushed his cock in my ass down to the hilt, I finally felt his balls slap against my ass and his pube hairs tickle my hole. I breathed a sigh of reflief when I realised there was no more hot and hard flesh to enter me.
"Hold still a bit," I said, ungritting my teeth and glad the worst of it was over. I wiggled my ass and my tummy around a bit, gradually getting used to the pole I had been impaled upon. My hole relaxed as it became a little more comfortable around my cock.
"Ready for the best fuck of your life?" Dan whispered into my ear, his tongue licking it as he did. I laughed, he was so cocky - pardon the pun - and confident. That didn't mean he wasn't right though. Dan took my smile to mean 'yes' as he started to move. His hands still gripped my thighs as he began to pull out. I felt the void created inside me as his thickness slid past my hole and out into the air. He didn't withdraw all the way though, only until his enormous cockhead nearly popped out, but he stopped there. I felt the hard ridge of his corona against my hole as his thickness opened me up wide, even though my insides had collasped in where his cock had been.
"Take a deep breath," Dan said, as he moved one hand to grip my shoulder firmly, "and hold on". I did so, and laid my head down on the bar, my hands gripping the edge of it tightly. No sooner had I done this than Dan began, and, boy, did he begin! I was instantly thrust into so much pain it was blinding, and almost unbearable. It took some time for me to realise what he had done. He had pushed himself all the way in, down to the hilt, in one sudden move to that his hanging balls slapped against mine and sent them swinging. The pain made me scream as he continued to pull out and push in again. With every move he made I could feel the hot friction of his dry cock ripping me up inside and burning like fire. Dan didn't slow down - he gripped me by my shoulder and hip, pulling me back into him, impaling me on his massive rod. I arched my back as he fucked, tilting my head back. He kissed my neck, my earlobes, and then kissed me on the mouth, our tongues meeting again, all the while he didn't slow down and didn't let up in his ravaging of me.
It was then that the hurting began to melt into pleasure. My screams became moans, and gasps of pain became gasps of ecstacy. I knew what had happened, as I opened my legs wider to let him better access to my hole - he had hit my prostate, the g-spot in my ass, sending me wild. My soft flesh wrapped around his cock, and began to convey the absolute pleasure rather than the absolute pain of having him in me. My own cock, which had been dripping precum but had gone soft with the effort of getting him inside me, started to throb back to life again. As his gigantic dick rhythmically emptied and filled me again, his cock head bulging within me, it was leaking out precum to line the walls of my ass. Soon enough, my own rod was rock hard.
"Oh, God, yeah, fuck me," I squealed quietly. I was shocked at myself, I had never said anything like that before, but it just felt so good. Far better than any sex I'd had before. Dan moaned, and groaned, and even grunted as he fucked me like an animal. He was fucking so hard and so fast I was sure he was going to cum soon, but he didn't. He did, however, continue to leak endless amounts of precum inside me.
"You got such a tight ass, I could fuck you all night," Dan said between gasps, a slight guttural growl in his voice. His hot body pressed against mine, his muscled chest heaving against my back. I was breathing heavily, gasping for air with every single push he made into me. My hand reached down, off the cold wood of the bar, down my stomach, which was firm and tense with all the exertion. My fingers ruffled through the light garden path of dark hair from my belly button down to my dick, the only hair I had on my torso. My hand wanted to stop at my cock, it was begging to be touched, but there was something I wanted to feel first, further down.
As I was rocked back and forth by his powerful movements, my fingers dived down between my legs. They found my hole, and I felt my sphincter pull out as he withdrew, and it sink back inside me as he forced himself in again. I was amazed. My fingers touched on the soft and raw skin of my hole, and then on the flesh of the cock that was delving into me. It was an exhilarating feeling.
Having explored what I had wanted to explore, I gave my cock what it was begging for. I wrapped my fingers around it, and fisted it to the poundings Dan was inflicting on my ass. It was the most spectacular I had ever felt. I wanted him to keep fucking me forever.
"Oh God, yeah, that's good!" Dan exclaimed as he pumped harder and harder into me. I could feel the familiar sensation building up, telling me I was soon to explode, except having this stud buttfucking me so hard multiplied the sensation one hundred times or more. My cock was leaking some extreme precum now, dripping down the knuckles of my hand as I pumped it.
"I'm gonna cum!" I announced, "You're gonna make me shoot!" But as I said this, Dan protested.
"I wanna see you cum!" He argued, rapidly yanking his cock out of my ass with a pop, and lifting my feet clear off the ground with ease. I gasped in suprise, and he spun me around and tossed me onto a polished table a few feet behind us. I landed softly on my back, the cold wood a shock to my bare skin. My legs dangled over the edge of the table, the tips of my toes barely scraping the floor below. As Dan approached, his cheat heaving, I watched his massive and precum soaked hardon swinging towards me. He was smiling slightly, but his expression was quite serious. He came between my legs, lifting my feet into the air. I rested them on his muscled shoulders, and as he took his cock in one hand and my ass in the other, I gripped my own cock and continued to stroke it fiercely.
"You want my cock in you, don't you?" He asked, a massive grin on his face that stretched from ear to ear. "Say you want me to fuck you!"
"I do! I want your cock in me! Fuck me!" I shouted, and just as I did, he pushed his gargantuan cock back inside me in one, fluid motion. I screamed as he did, my ass having only just recovered from the fucking before. He came in down to the hilt, his hips hitting my ass. He resumed fucking me with as much force as before. I was jacking off so hard now, I was close to shooting my load again, precum dripping down onto my tummy. My eyes were closed tight as I savoured the feeling of him fucking me hard. I felt my muscles spasm as my orgasm grew near. Dan could tell, I thought, because he grabbed my hips and pulled me back onto his cock to meet his thrusts.
"Oh God," I moaned, "Oh God oh god oh god oh god!" I felt myself begin to cum. I opened my eyes and saw Dan looking down on me, smiling. I watched myself yanking furiously on my cock as Dan pumped into my ass, and my dick shot forth it's first spurt of cum, which hit my chin, soaking it white goo. The next few shots landed around my chest, smothering one of my nipples in jizz. I shot more that night than any time before or any time since. Dan watched and rubbed the cum into my tummy and chest with the palm of his hand and the tips of his fingers. It mixed with the thing trail of dark hair from my belly button.
I was completely exhausted now. I laid my head back on the table, gripping the edge of it behind my head with one hand, the other still playing idly with my cock as I rocked back and forth with Dan's pumpings. I wished I could lay like this forever, in the post orgasmic bliss, with Dan's cock inside me always. Soon enough though, his fucking movements became more frantic, and his cock began to throb.
"I'm gonna shoot!" He announced, gazing down at me. His cock swelled inside me, I could easily feel the huge head of it deep in my ass as it began to let loose his seed. The flesh inside my ass, still aching, pained and raw, felt the first shoot of cum inside me as plain as day, and I could feel my hole fill up with his hot jizz. It was fantastic, like gallons and gallons of cum rushing around inside me, warming me up from the inside.
Dan had stopped moving now, though he still stood between my legs, his massive but softening cock still filling me up. I could hear his heavy breathing as we looked at each other. His pecs glistened with sweat, making him look shiny, as if he had just been rubbed all over with baby oil. He leant down to kiss me, my cum mixing onto his chest, and as we kissed, our breathing returned to normal. He rested his heavy chest on me, the musky scent of him - of us - overwhelmed my senses. He stood up again, and his cock, though soft, was still more than big enough to stay in my ass as he lifted my left leg from his shoulder, and brought it to meet my other leg. The muscles in my ass contracted around his cock, but still it didn't pull out. He rolled me onto my side, and climbed onto the table with me. It rocked a bit with both of our weight, but I was sure that if it hadn't collapsed already with the heavy fucking it had endured (not to mention the hoardes of drunks who had tumbled into the tables over the years) it wasn't going to break now.
He curled up around me as I brought my legs towards my chest. He wrapped me in his arms without a word, and I moaned every time his cock throbbed or tensed in my ass. As we spooned there, exhaustion took over. I don't know when it happened, but we drifted off to sleep. I had good dreams, sleeping in his big, warm arms. I woke before him, a few hours later, in the early hours of the morning. There were hints of light beginning to stream through the windows. His cock was still inside my ass, throbbing occassionally and shifting whenever he moved a little. I lay there for a while, simply enjoying the sensation, before he awoke.
"What time is it?" He asked, wearily.
"Almost six." I answered, turning my head to smile at him. He kissed me and hugged me tighter. His cock bulged inside my ass. "The cleaners will be here soon," I said miserably, not wanting to move, but also not wanting to be found like this by the pair of cleaning ladies employed to tidy up the morning after the inebriated hijinks of the night before.
"Yeah." He said gruffly. "We should go." He sounded about as miserable about this as I was.
"Yeah." I agreed, unhappily.
"My place?" He asked, and kissed me again. Suddenly, I felt a whole lot better, knowing he was eager for round two.
"Sure!" I answered with a wide grin on my face. "I just hope my ass can take it!"
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Well, that's the story. I hope you like it. If you do, gimme an e-mail at dosemeup1984@yahoo.co.uk please! And if you don't, gimme an e-mail as well and tell me why. This is my first try at writing stuff like this, so I'd love to know how to get better. Let me know! I'm thinking about writing more in this series, maybe with the same characters. Don't know yet. If you'd want to read more, tell me and I'll give it a go. Thanks for reading!