This is a story about a guy I used to work with. He was an average looking guy with average build. But what he had was a huge set of balls. Based off the glance between his legs as he was sitting down one day. They were always pressed against his slacks.
This is a new story of the bull hung guy from another guys perspective. A cute young hairy twink I know.
This is of course fiction as the man of worship is straight and I know has no interest in guys whatsoever. So enjoy...
Jeremy the Bull (Mason Meets a Bull (2)
... Mason went home that day horny. After the visit by the IT guy Jeremy and the sight of the dudes big bulging crotch as he sat in his chair, he was horny. Going home that evening to jerk off. Remembering the warmth of his chair after Jeremy was in it. Placing his hand at the spot where that bulge had touched his chair. Determining the possible side by distance and feel. How big and round that bulge had appeared. And thinking how the guy was probably a bull, probably had big nuts and a big dick.
"Wait" he then thought aloud "Big balls, the guy is a bull and his name is Jeremy" "Wait a fucking minute"
So after his jerk session he grabbed his phone and called his old friend Roland. He had an inclining who the I.T guy was. And he wanted to confirm it.
"Hey Roland. How are you?" He asked "Good man. And you?" Roland asked back
They chatted for a few minutes about what was going on in their lives. Dating, work, etc. Then Mason stopped the conversation and got to the point. The main reason he called Roland
"Hey. Remember you had told me about that beefy dude you used to work with?" "You know, the guy with the huge balls?" "What was his name again?"
He had almost forgotten if the guy was Jeremy or not. So he asked Roland that for one possible confirmation.
"Jeremy. Why?" Roland replied
There was a pause and then Mason continued to ask about Rolands Jeremy. His description and what he had done where around had worked. Roland gave him the info. This confirming that his Jeremy looked the same and he was in I.T as well. It had to be the same guy. He just felt it. And this excited him ever so much. For this said that he might get to experience a real bull of a man tearing up his ass.
"Why the questions?" Roland finally said "Well." Mason started "I think I found him. Jeremy" "Jeremy, my Jeremy!?" Came the excited voice in the phone "Where?"
Again a slight pause as Mason deviled what he had discovered
"Where I started working" he said "He is the I.T guy there" "Are you sure it's him?" Came the next question "Based of your description and what you have told me about the stud. It has to be"
Roland suggested that Mason was to move cautiously. The guy was straight and not totally friendly with gays. But he sure would fuck the daylights out of him if given the secret opportunity. Only on the DL. Mason heard what his friend suggested and planned on taking it easy. He certainly did not want to get punched out by the guy. But if it was the Jeremy his friend new, he knew he would be in for a heck of an ass fucking if he were luckily enough to get it. The next time Mason was at work he watched for Jeremy. Anytime he was in the vicinity or hopefully catching him at lunch or someplace where he could sneak a viewing of the man's bull crotch.
"Hope I catch him at lunch or something" he said to himself.
And to his luck he did. A few days after his talk with Roland, Mason walked into the lunch room to eat. He was sitting there bit more than a few minutes when Jeremy stepped into the room. He man looked over at Mason and then turned to sit two tables away from him. Mason figured the man didn't want to st near him as he probably assumed already his gayness. But what did happen was that Jeremy sat at his table facing Mason. And from his vantage Mason almost had a great view under the table at the man's crotch. His eyes falling down between the man's legs as he sat down. The angle affording Mason a partial view of the big bulging lump down there as Jeremy spread his legs.
"Holy fuck me" Mason mouthed as he gazed down below the table. "Look at that"
He knew that it was his friend bull stud. The one he had spoken to him about. The bulge was obviously a lot of nut meat. And he was getting big very excited at what he was seeing. Then he looked up at Jeremy's face. The man looked back at him and half grimaced at him and half smithed at him. Like Jeremy knew that Mason was staring at him. But he kept on eating. Mason did too. Trying not to look over at Jeremy. Again afraid the guy may get up and come over to beat him up. Shouting 'fay' profanities at him. Then Jeremy reached down and I see the table. Mason could not help by eye the man's moving hand as it caught his attention. Here y then reached down and to his bull crotch. Scratching at his fat bulge. Stretching then pulling at himself. A blatant cock adjustment in his eyes. And Mason's eyes widened from the the blessed viewing of such a sight
"Oh my God" he jigged to himself. "Wish I could scratch at that."
Heck he wanted to just bounce up from his table and dive down under Jeremy's table. To dive down there and between the man's meaty legs. Then to shove his face in that massive bulge. This was all he wanted to do at that very moment. And as he gazed off into wall he actually pictured such an event. Fantasizing about it as he sat there.
.. Mason could see Jeremy looking at him with a mean stare. But then the guy would turn and spread his thighs to face Mason better. K owing Mason was staring at his crutch. He would reach down and grab himself. Telling Mason to get his 'faggot' ass over that and under the table. That he wanted his to 'suck this'. The man hefting his bull bulge at Mason. His huge lump almost dwarfing his hand. Mason then would bolt from his seat as he got the okay from the hunky man to do what he wanted to do. He would jump across the room and then dive under the table. Then he would sit there for a moment and just stare in fascination at the massive bulge before him. Studying the thing before making his next move. Then he would move in and shove his face to that bulge. Rubbing himself at Jeremy's crotch. He could almost smell it. The scent of crotch and sweat and how he thought that the man might smell down there. Big dick and balls and all.
"Hmmm" he sighed aloud
And he heard himself sigh. And it seemed to echo in his head. The sound overbearing about in his head. This caused him to snap out of his trance. And away from the immediate fantasy he had just conjured up.
"Huh. Shiit!" He huffed out as he realized that he indeed had been daydreaming.
He then looked up to see Jeremy getting up. He collected his things and headed out. Giving Mason a strange almost angry looking. Mason wondered if he has said something in his trance like state. Had he blurted something out that made the guy need to get out of there.
"Shit!" He bitched again "What the fuck happened?"
He sat there for a bit longer. Confused as to the last few minutes and what may have happened. But also it was a blank...
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