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It was a hot day for April, and I walked to work in the afternoon in shorts and trainers enjoying the sun. I work at a gym in town, and was looking forward to the shift as I was going to be on my own for the whole afternoon. When I got to work I said goodbye to the previous attendant and went to the changing rooms to get my uniform on. When I returned to the reception desk to check the rota and sign in my boss, Les, was sat at the computer.
"Ey up lad" he shouted towards me in his broad, thick Yorkshire accent. "Hi Les" I replied. Les was like the father figure at the leisure centre, he looked after all of us. I was the youngest there, at 22, and he was at least 50, but looked good for his age. He was slightly overweight but carried it well. He had a full head of thick grey hair and a light tan from his regular holidays abroad with his wife and kids. "Good weekend?" he asked. "Yea good thanks". He sat back and scratched his substantial belly, spreading his legs. "You go out to one of them gay bars?"
"Yes actually" I smiled; as Les was the only one who made it clear ever that he knew that I liked men. I'd known him for years and he'd never spoken about it before, just the odd passing comment. "You meet anyone nice?"
"No, nobody my type." I said, meaning that I'd cruised all the hot older guys but none of them fit the bill. I liked my men older, and I definitely liked guys who were packing a heavy load in their trousers.
"Whats your type then, lad?" Les asked, eyeing the computer but still leaning towards me.
"Oh you know, older bigger types" I said. I was watching Les, trying to imagine what he looked like without that polo shirt and trousers that he routinely wore to work. He was just my type, older, rough, big and stocky and looked like he could really throw you around. He was slightly shorter than me, at 5'11, I was just 6' but his character made him seem much much larger. "Oh yea, bigger you say? Like muscle guys?" He persisted.
I laughed "No, big like stocky, you know, big everywhere" He looked directly at me and I immediately regretted what I'd said, I blushed. "Big everywhere?" He continued.
"Sorry mate guess you don't wanna hear that" I apologised wishing he'd just leave it and let me get on with the day.
"No worries mate I know what you mean, you mean big guys like...down there" he winked and smiled at me and I suddenly felt a little better.
"Yea I guess" he laughed heartily and I giggled quietly, nervously, wondering what he was thinking.
"Tell you what" he laughed "good job im not gay or I'd never get rid of you"
"Eh? What you on about?" I was confused, hoping I hadn't offended him
"Well if you saw mine mate you'd be all over me." he continued to laugh and sat back in his chair, spreading his legs, I was definitely intrigued now, if what he said was true this just might be the perfect man. "So you reckon your big then Les?" I asked. I pulled up a chair and began to half concentrate on sorting out some files finding my time sheet. "Fucking hell man are you kidding? It's a right beast" he said excitedly.
"Fair enough if you say so? What like, say, eight? Nine?"
"Bigger mate" he growled proudly
"Bigger than nine? Ten?" I was looking at his crotch now and could definitely make out a hefty bulge but nothing that looked like what he was eluding to. "Come on mate I said I was big, bigger than that."
"OK, eleven? A foot long? You telling me you got a foot of cock down there?"
"Try fourteen lad." He said, matter of fact, sitting back in his chair further and inching his feet apart.
"Fuck off" I said, now feeling like I was blushing bright red.
"Don't make me prove it lad I'll lob it out right here if you want then we'll see who's taking the piss. Fourteen inches mate"
"Right whatever fair enough Les" I laughed, knowing he was joking with me and teasing me. Little did he know how much this conversation was turning me on. My own cock is a very thick eight inches itself, and a full hard on in my work shorts wasn't easy to hide in the tight jockstrap that was virtually tearing at the seams now. "I'm going to go get started there's no staff on the pool"
"Theres nobody in the pool mate youre alright, you don't believe me then?" I was annoyed he was pushing it but secretly was dying to find out more, he was obviously convinced he had a huge cock and I was dying to see how far he'd take it. "Not sure Les, why what you gonna do, prove it?"
"I will if ya want."
"How?"
"I'll fucking show you lad" I couldn't believe my ears. Les, the guy who'd been like a father to me for years was telling me he was going to get his cock out just to prove it was big, I couldn't believe my luck and my cock was now oozing precum in my tight white jock. I decided to just let him do it, see what he'd do. "Go on then Les"
"Well I can't just get it out here can I what if a customer walks in?" I knew he'd pull something like that, I wasn't going to let him get out of it that easily. "We'll go in the back office? Theres CCTV we can see if anyone comes in." I suggested.
"Alright mate go on in I'll be round in a sec" I walked round, expecting him to leave me there for an hour and then use the whole embarrassing episode to rib me for month, if not years, later. To my astonishment, within a minute he was walking in, closing the door and pulling the blinds. He looked back at me and said "so what, you want me to just show you now?"
"Sure"
"Hang on." I suspected he was just dragging it out, but I watched him sit at his desk and start to take off his shoes. He took his socks off and I couldn't quite believe the size of his feet. They were enormous. He stood up and unbuckled his big belt, I watched him bend over slightly as his trousers fell with a thud to the floor. His legs were enormous. Massive, lightly tanned thighs and enormous round calves. He stood up straight, pulled off his shirt and stood in his clinging. I looked in amazement. He wasn't as overweight as I thought, a slight belly yes, but big pecks and large shoulders, incredible legs and, inside his white shorts, a shockingly long, obscenely thick snake like piece of meat that ran down his left leg. His balls looked huge too. "Fucking hell Les that's massive. Its like a long beer can"
"I told you" He grabbed the bulge in his hand and I could make out a juicy, fat head. "Not even hard yet mate, just over eight inches"
"My god." I was drooling and by now my own fat erection was making a massive tent in my thin shorts. He wasn't lying; even soft his cock snaked down his leg, matching, if not surpassing, my own erect length. The width was shocking, like a coke can; I wondered how he managed to carry that around all day without me or anyone else noticing. I was so fucking horny and all I wanted to do was see him naked and taste his fat meat and see how big he could get. He picked up a large twelve inch ruler and passed it to me, "You can measure it if you want mate, I'll take off my pants lad come on." I watched in awe as he peeled his tight white shorts down his big, thick legs and stood facing me, his cock dropped down, fully flaccid. I took a step forward and he cupped his massive balls as I knelt down. I put the end of the ruler to the base of his cock and Les grabbed the ruler, taking his extraordinary dick in his hands and showed me. Eight inches, virtually bang on, if not a cm over slightly. "Fucking hell man that's amazing"
"So that the kind of guy you go for lad?" He purred, his voice getting gruffer.
"Oh yea man, fucking hell yea"
"You want to see it hard lad yea? Want to make daddy hard?" I couldn't control it, without him even telling me I gripped his cock, my hand not even reaching around it completely, and took the enormous head into my greedy hot wet mouth. I couldn't get even a quarter of the way down his thickening shaft, so I licked the entire length, making the monstrous snake wetter and wetter. I could feel him thickening in my hand, and I chewed on the shaft and pulled back his foreskin, running my wet hand up and down his now glistening, hardening rod. He was still stood, legs apart, balls hanging heavily swinging between his heavy thighs, his cock now semi-hard and so heavy it was still unable to get fully erect. I was grabbing it now with both hands at the base, my mouth wide trying to deep throat him but gagging every time more than six inches squeezed down my throat. He was groaning quietly and two huge palms were spread across the back of my head, his balls were swinging as he lightly thrust in and out of my wet mouth. "Fucking hell lad you are good at that" He groaned hoarsely, his cock was widening in my mouth and I could definitely feel it begin to stiffen. Within minutes it had grown to an inhuman size, and was now so stiff that it was pointing upwards and was virtually impossible to fit in my mouth. With his glistening precum smearing my lips I sat back on the floor watching him grab his now tremendous, fully erect beast of a cock and slap it in my face. It was hard and made a slap with a dull, hard thud as he beat my face with his cock as if he was smacking me with a baseball bat. "You wanna measure it now lad?" He growled. He grabbed the ruler and saw the end of the twelve inch ruler stretch across his length, stopping just underneath his big swollen bell end. It was easily fourteen inches, the man hadn't lied. "So when you get a cock like this what do you do lad? You wanna feel daddy's meat inside you yea? Wanna see if I can fit this fat fucking monster up my little boy's tight hole?" I was masturbating furiously as his cock dripped precum all over my face. I begged him loudly to fuck me hard, and within minutes he had ripped off my shorts and pulled off my jockstrap, he beat my cock furiously with his fist and he threw me on the desk hoisting my legs up over his broad shoulders. He grabbed his meat with one hand and spat on it, running his hand up and down it to lube himself up, he stretched my legs apart and without any warning, and without any hesitation, he pushed the bulging head against my tight hole, popping it in and sliding a good six inches of his fourteen inch, beer can width monster up me. I yelled out in pain and for a moment I thought I'd blacked out, I felt hot and dizzy but then relieved as he slowly pulled out. My relief was short lived though, for the next thrust was harder, faster and deeper, he grunted with each pump "Come on lad, only half way in, sure my little lad can take more than that yea?" He growled angrily, with one hand on each ankle over his shoulders, he grabbed me tight and ploughed what felt like it must have been the full length into me. He continued to bang away at me hard, sweat dripping off his tan face and shoulders onto my weak, battered body and my firm stomach. With every pump it felt like another fat inch was being added, and after fifteen minutes of him pounding away he finally growled "That's it lad, got the full length of daddy's monster up you now, I'm gonna fuck the cum right out of you" he stopped for a heartbeat and repositioned himself, holding the edge of the desk, hunching over me and delivering a hot, horny, violent assault on my now widening aching arsehole. After ten or twenty huge thrusts I couldn't contain myself and, without even touching my cock, an explosion of thick hot white spunk shot onto my own face, chest and stomach. Les licked his lips and growled as he continued to pound away. After another five minutes I'd become fully hard again, and his relentless pounding of my ass hadn't subsided. He banged away harder and I could see him panting, his giant heavy balls had been hitting my ass and the desk for a good twenty minutes and he didn't seem to feel the pain. He arched his back, threw back his head and grabbed my thighs, pushing me onto the base of his cock, with an almighty groan that seemed to shake the room I felt his cock throb, stretching my ass further, he pulled out and a thick river of spunk continued to pump out of his gigantic cock, covering my face, chest, belly, legs and the floor. His body was covered in sweat, and I was covered in cum. His monstrous member now hung semi hard but still at full size. "Fucking hell lad, I could get used to that" He panted, mopping sweat off his brow. "I've never had a cock that big before Les can't believe you gave me the full length" I crawled off the table and slumped to the floor. "Runs in the family you know this" he said, lifting up his heavy tool. "Who do you mean?" I asked.
"Our lad, Steve, he's not much smaller than his ole dad you know, think you could handle us both?"
"My god yea daddy I'd love that" I said, the want in my voice clear.
"And maybe then I'll introduce you to Stan" He grinned mischievously.
"Who's Stan?"
"My brother, Steve's uncle, bit older than me." He was looking at me seriously "and much, much bigger"
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