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I Been Big All My Life
by
Jef Blitzer
I been big all my life.
Damn proud of it too. I'm 18 now. Love to fuckin show off my big body, my big arms, my big chest.
Oh, yeah. Big dick too.
Fuckin love that. Love to see the fags stare at it. Even ones aren't fags stare. Locker rooms, urinals, any place I get the chance to pull out this big meat, I show it. They wish they had one like me. And chicks? Damn, I love the look on their face. Fuckin bigger cock than anything they seen. Fuckin bigger than anything they ever been with. Damn right.
A couple of buds and I got to talkin about it one night. All of us big, play football, all of us fucked up like to show off our bods. We decided it looked right on us. All of us tall, all of us look down on the dweebs, it's only right we got big meat between our legs.
I'm 6'5". Starting getting tall when I was 13. Fuckin loved it. I couldn't stay in pants long, cause I was always outgrowing em. My legs got long, and everything else grew. Then I started weights. I worked out for hours some days. Nice gym at school. Me and my buds own that place. When the short twirps come in, we fuckin scare em off.
I like to scare the little bastards. Even gets me hard. Big turn on, see the fear in their fucked up little eyes.
When I started workin out, I liked the way the muscles grew. What turned me on big time, though, was what happened when I found out about roids. Damn, I love the way my muscles would grow and grow, almost overnight sometimes. Damn, that was hot. I'm real hairy, and liked the way my chest looked, all covered up with curly black hairs, and muscled. The roids weren't hard to get. If you're not 18, you're not supposed to be able to get em. I found a way.
Fuckin fag runs a health food store. Damn shame. Nobody'd know he was queer, doesn't look like a fag or nothin, but I tried to buy some when I was 16. He asks for ID, and I lied and told him I didn't have none. Hell, I didn't think he'd ask. I get college chicks dating me, thinkin I was their age. Never thought he'd ask.
But he did. And he tells me it's illegal, he can't sell me none. But then he looks around kind of funny. Nobody's in the store, it's late, ready to close, and the fucker licks his lips. Maybe I could sell em to you, he says. For a favor. What the fuck, I think, he wants more money, and I didn't have it with me. How much, I ask, and he says, Oh, not that.
Gimme a minute, he says. He goes to the front, and locks the door, and turns off the store lights. Oh, fuck, I think, I'm in shit, he's gonna call the cops, and I'm fuckin locked in. But I'm not afraid. I mean, this bastard is lots smaller than me. But I'm thinkin maybe he's got a silent alarm already pulled.
Come to the back, he says, it's cool. So I follow him. In the back, there's this office, he invites me in. What I mean, he says, is I could give you something. And you could give me something. We could work it out, buddy. You could have the `roids. It gets real quiet. Ever had a chick suck your cock, he asks me, and I lie and say no, but he keeps talking, and says it's no big deal, just feels good, and he's not a fag, but he likes to suck men off. Even men do it, he says. Men are better at it than chicks, he says. We know what to do. How to make dick feel good.
And I'm gettin stiff. He's leaned back in his chair, his hands locked behind his head, and he's starin at my cock. Shit, I'm thinking, I can't believe what this bastard is saying. He gives me head, I get to buy the shit? But it sounded good. I hadn't had any for a couple days.
I notice you like the thought, he says quietly. Fuck you, I say, I'm not a fag. Nobody said you were a fag, buddy, I'm not either, he says, but your cock is your cock. It needs to get that stuff out. Nobody'd know. You get to have fun, you get your `roids. No sweat.
I was completely stiffed up by now, and mad too. I think you'd like it, he said, smiling, and he reaches out, waitin for a minute, and I didn't know what to do. His hands reach up to the zipper on my jeans, and he pulls it down. Slow and steady like.
I was going commando, so as soon as he unzips me, it springs out. Stiffed up big time. I couldn't believe what was goin on.
He just stared at it. Damn, he says quietly.
Suddenly, I was kinda scared. You won't tell anybody, will ya? I mean, I don't want somebody thinkin I'm queer, lettin fags suck me off.
No, he says, no one will know. Our secret.
He puts his head on it, and pulls the skin back slow. Fuckin queer must've done this a lot, he felt good. Nice head, he says.
Yeah. That's something I always liked about it. Big head and it felt good. Especially hot when doin a chick. I like to get a little rough. Push it past. The thought made me stiffer. And he says, It's cool, buddy, and he puts his mouth on it, and I get kinda weak. I look down, and the bastards all over my dick. He's suckin it, and his tongue is all over the head, hell, he`s even doing the tongue on my slit. Damn, it was good. Fuckin unbelievable.
Didn't take long. I felt it get incredible stiff, then it shoots like mad. And the fucker kept his mouth on it! I could not fuckin believe what I was seeing. A man eatin another guy's jizz. I didn't think even fags did that, but he did. Unbelievable. But damn, I shot. Fuckin felt like my balls were empty when I was done.
He takes his mouth off, and leans back, smilin, and licks his lips. You are fuckin beautiful, he says. I don't usually do this, but you are fuckin beautiful. My cock is gettin softer, and he real easy pulls the skin down over the head, and puts it back in my jeans. Thanks, he says, come on.
We go up front. He hands me the 2 bottles of the `roids. Follow the directions on the bottles, he says, you won't believe the results you'll get. It's on the house this time. And come back for more of the other stuff, too, bud. Anytime.
He reaches into a drawer. Here's my cell number. Call me anytime you need to shoot.
He lets me out of the door, and I walk over to my truck. My dick still feels good. I look back at the store. The cocksucker is watching me through the door. I get in my truck and drive away.