MONSTER COCK
Why did the blasted phone always ring when I'm in the stockroom! I caught it on the third ring and answered it with "Billings Surgical Supplies, how can I help you?" The caller wanted to know if we carried trusses and I told him we had a wide assortment. He said he'd be right over and that meant I was about to be eye level with a johnson so it might be a nice afternoon.
He was a tall dude, I mean TALL, about 6'6", lean and blonde somewhere in his thirties. He said he had a hernia but wanted to put off the surgical repair until after the season was over. He played center in an adult basketball league and his team was in first place. I explained that we needed to do some measurements. I hung the "Out To Lunch" sign on the door and we went to a changing room. I picked up a tape measure, pulled up a chair in front of him and asked him to drop his pants and undershorts. Wow! I was looking at a limp cock hanging down at least seven inches. He said the hernia was on the left side so I slipped my index finger up next to his left testicle and into the inguinal canal. When he coughed my finger felt a loop of intestine bumping my fingertip. As I was doing that his cock was lengthening and still soft it was a couple of inches longer. I measured his waist and groin and his cock was still getting longer, now thicker and beginning to rise. In short order I was looking at a monster boner sticking straight out and staring at my nose. It was lean like it's support system but longer than a whore's dream. "My God, how long is that thing?", I said"
"Dunno, maybe you ought to measure it.", he said. So I did.
"Wow. ten and three quarter inches.", I said.
"From the size of the bulge in your pants it looks like you're taking more than a professional interest in my penis. You wouldn't be gay by chance?", he said.
"Gayer than the flowers in May.", I said.
"My lucky day.", he said. "So I've showed you mine, how about you show me yours." So I peeled off my pants and shorts. My cock was rock hard and pointing up to the ceiling, the foreskin retracted about halfway back on my cockhead and a tiny drop of precum was seeping from the piss slit. "Goody. I've always wanted to taste an uncut cock," he said. "And that oversized helmet on it would be a tasty mouthful."
"We were made for each other, because I'd love to try a flagpole like yours up my butt. How about you fuck me and then suck me afterwards?, I said. "But I don't have a rubber around to fit that thing."
"No problem, I always carry a super magnum, and I accept your suggestion." He reached into his pants and pulled one out. He also carried a tube of hand cream in another pocket. "On your back and pull up your knees, Pilgrim, and you don't have to ask, I will be gentle." He was, but how can anything that big be gentle? It was a wonderful sensation to have the monster rubbing my colon and I was afraid I might cum with my boner untouched. But before that could happen his hips drove forward, he let out a groan and I felt his cock throb deep in me. "Ummmm. Boy, that was nice. I don't often get a chance to cornhole anybody. Guys usually run away when they see me hard. Now I get a chance to taste that big cockhead of yours." He sat himself in the chair and I walked over and faced him, or at least my stiffy faced him.
I had precum dripping down my dick and over my ballsac and he started licking his way up toward my glans. It was now totally uncovered. I was so hard there wasn't enough skin on my dick to shelter anything but the shaft. When he had licked me dry he took my helmet in his mouth and sucked it dry too. I told him to go easy because I was really hot from his fucking and I wanted this to last. He was good. He sucked gently and his tongue gave me an even gentler massage while he rolled my 'nads around with his hand. Maybe when I'm old and jaded I will get bored with being blown but so far it feels so good I cum 'way before I want to. Like today. My glans was getting supersensitive and I was racing up the preorgasmic mountain so I warned him I was about to unload. He kept stroking my balls, but he stopped sucking and began to just tickle my frenulum, that most sensitive spot on the underside of my cockhead. I was so close and my whole body was tied in a knot. So close it bordered on the painful if that kind of ecstasy could be painful. Soooo close....then WHAM! My dickhead jumped off his tongue and squirted on his face. He didn't move and he had a silly grin as my dick leapt and spurted hot cum all over his kisser I have no idea how many times I squirted, but it felt like a lot. Finally the orgasm was over and he took me back in his mouth and gently sucked out the last drop. "Worst blowjob I ever had.", I said, "So I think you ought to do it again soon to polish your technique."
"Yeah, I could tell you didn't like it. You only shot about a quart of jizz." He said.
A week later a nice looking guy about thirty years old came in, introduced himself as Ned and asked for a urinary catheter. I told him my name was Dan Billings and asked him if he wanted it for single use or indwelling. He said single use.Then I asked what size and he didn't know. Then I asked whether he wanted it for a medical use or pleasure. There was a long pause, he blushed like a schoolgirl and said pleasure. Then I asked why he thought using a catheter might be pleasurable."Well, last year I had my appendix removed and I needed to be catheterized before surgery and I liked it. I mean, it was a wonderful sensation, so I thought I'd like to feel it again.", he said. I told him I would sell him one, but it would be totally irresponsible to do so without teaching him how to do it safely using sterile technique. He agreed so I took a catheter off the shelf along with a package of sterilizing wipes and a package of sterile lubricant packets, hung the "Out To Lunch" sign on the door and led him to the changing room.
He dropped his pants and Jockeys as asked and sat in the chair in front of me. Before I touched him, his cock began to rise. Sort of like watching a cobra, I couldn't take my eyes away from a beautifully proportioned organ that looked to be a generous eight inches long. "Sorry about that but I'm gay and it happens when I get naked in front of a man.", he said.
"Welcome to the club.", I said. "And if you don't mind, I'd like to release my pants snake. It's hard and pretty uncomfortable being cooped up."
"Be my guest, I'd like that. Every time I see a poll "The Family" seems to be growing. Seven percent of the male population was the last figure I saw. And if everyone polled answered honestly I'll bet the percentage gay would be ten percent. Nice penis there. We could be identical twins dick wise except I'm a straight shooter and you are much more upstanding."
"OK, now I want you to pay attention here because if you get careless you could wind up with a serious urinary tract infection." I picked up a sterile wipe, wiped down a lube packet and leaned it against the desk lamp. Then I wiped the head of his cock down with another sterile wipe, and followed that with another fresh sterile wipe. Then I opened the lube packet and dropped a glob on the tip of his boner. Finally I picked up the sterile catheter, tore off the end of the plastic wrapper and squeezed out about three inches of catheter like you would squeeze toothpaste tube. "Now notice, my hands will never touch the catheter except to remove it." I poked the tip of the catheter into his piss slit and advanced it a couple of inches. Then I pulled back an inch and repeated squeezing the catheter out of it's cellophane sheath a few inches at a time, inserted a few more inches etc. When I was in about half way I put another little glob of lube on the tip of his dick and began to slowly slide it in and out. "So, how does that feel?", I said.
"Awesome, just awesome!", he said. "It's sort of like being jacked off from the inside." So it went: advance the catheter a bit and stroke his cock from the inside. When I reached an area of resistance I knew I had reached his prostate. Then I began to use my other hand to stroke him from the outside while sliding the catheter in and out a few inches each stroke. "Oh man, I wish you could do this all day. I've never felt anything so nifty." I was going slowly trying to make it last for him but only a few minutes later he said, "I'm almost there..." So I pulled the catheter out until only a couple of inches were still in his cock and continued to stroke but just with the catheter. My other hand was massaging his balls. "Oh shit, I'm about to cum. Oh yeah....oh, oH, OH, O, O, AAAARRRRGGGGH!" His dick jerked and the catheter flew out propelled by a glob of jizz. I wasn't touching his tool except with my eyes and it was a lovely show to watch his cock jerk and squirt up his chest and down his belly for maybe eight times.
TO BE CONTINUED