Chapter 1: Introduction
Damian was sitting on the couch on his phone, quiet, and horny. After a while he fell asleep on the couch. Then woke up to feeling a wave of pleasure on his dick.
He opened his eyes to see Jimmy kneeling between his legs, sucking his cock.
As Jimmy continued to suck him off, Damian realized that the pleasure he felt was indescribable. It was as if his entire body was engulfed in a warm, tingling sensation. He watched from above as Jimmy's mouth moved up and down, taking his massive cock in and out with ease.
"Dude why are sucking my dick?"
Damian groaned, shifting uncomfortably under Jimmy's skilled tongue. "I just told you I have a giant dick that needs relief, not that I wanted you to—"
"ahh fuck bro please stop! This is some faggot shit."
Damian couldn't believe what he was seeing - his buddy Jimmy was choking on his monster dick. It was too much for Damian; he had to put a stop to it. He grabbed Jimmy's head, gently pulling it away from his throbbing member.
"you really think this is gay bro? You trippin this ain't shit."
"Nothin' gay about that, right?"
Jimmy looked up at him, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Ain't nuthin' wrong with lovin' your own junk," he grinned, reaching out to caress Damian's thigh. "I figure we're both grown men, ain't no harm in a little fun, right?"
"Fuck.. Wh.. What do you mean, You're.. THROATING and gagging on my dick bro that's gay as fuck".
"Shut up, you pussy," Jimmy shot back, his voice muffled around Damian's enormous erection.
"Duuuuude".
Damian groaned, struggling to find the words to express his discomfort. "This is so fucking gay bro."
Like WTF dude?" Damian said, his voice quivering slightly. He had never been in this situation before, and now he was caught in a moment of confusion and arousal. His heart raced as he stared down at Jimmy, who was still staring up at him with those dark brown eyes filled with lust.
"mmmmmmh this is gay bro?" Jimmy asked.
"Fuck yesssssss " Damian groaned.
"Stop being a FAGGOT bitch and let me suck this dick ain't nothin gay about this I'm just showing you some love."
Jimmy insisted, his hand gripping Damian's thick shaft like a vice. The words were a shock to Damian, but there was something undeniably hot about hearing them from his best friend's lips. He hesitated, glancing down at Jimmy who seemed unperturbed by his reaction.
"So be a fucking man and fuck my face like a real nigga while I gag and choke on this dick." Jimmy demanded
, spitting and slurping on Damian's monstrous member. His voice was laced with sass and confidence, challenging Damian to step up and take control.
Damian grabbed Jimmy's head and pushed it down his cock. Causing him to cough and choking. "That what I'm talking about nigga fuck my fa-."
Damian pulled Jimmy's head back, his heart palpitating wildly in his chest. This was all happening so fast, yet somehow it felt right. The smell of sweat mingled with the musky scent of sex, filling Damian's nostrils, driving him wild.
"Fuck you, man! I can't believe you got me hard," Damian growled, his eyes locked onto Jimmy's.
"I'm not gonna stop 'til you cum in my throat, nigga," Jimmy retorted, swallowing hard.
He took a few seconds to catch his breath, his hands tightly gripping Damian's hips. "You know I can handle it, and I want to make you feel good."
"GLUCK!!" "GLUCK!!" "GLUCK!!"
"Ahh, fuck yeah," Damian murmured, his grip tightening on Jimmy's shoulders. "I didn't expect this, Jimmy. But damn, you're amazing at this." "GLUCK!!""SHLOP!!" "GLUCK!!"
"SHLOP!!"
came the sound of Jimmy's wet mouth sliding up and down Damian's throbbing erection.
"Fuck your so gay my nigga!" Damian cried out, his fingers digging into Jimmy's scalp. The heat of Jimmy's mouth on his dick made him lose track of time, lost in an ocean of pleasure.
"I'm finna cum."
Damian warned, his grip tightening on Jimmy's hair. The rhythmic motion of Jimmy's head bobbing up and down caused Damian's cock to swell even larger. He could feel the pre-cum leaking out, coating Jimmy's lips and chin. "You ready for it?"
"Fuck yeah, I'm ready!" Jimmy replied, his voice hushed and eager. He tightened his grip on Damian's thighs, holding him steady as he sucked harder.
Damian ripped his cock out of Jimmy's throat. Getting ready to give his homie a facial.
Damian positioned himself directly over Jimmy's face, his cock pointing straight downward. He knew it would surprise Jimmy, but he also wanted to show him how much he appreciated his efforts. "Time to payback," he muttered, his voice low and rough.
Damian came all over Jimmy's face his come pouring on his forehead down to eyes, nose, and lips.
Jimmy gagged and choked from the salty cum dripping into his mouth and nose.
"aahhhh fuck." Damian groaned as he gave his homie a facial.
"Oh, shit yea give me that fucking cum bro!"
Jimmy shouted, wiping the semen from his face and smearing it across his cheek. "I wanna taste it, nigga!"
"What the actual fuck," Damian breathed, his knees weak and his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't believe they'd just done that, but he couldn't deny the rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins.
"Fuck, this taste so good," Jimmy said
, scooping up another glob of cum with his finger and popping it into his mouth. "You got some cum on yo dick, don't worry I gotchu bro.." he Jimmy said bobbing his head up down sucking his homie clean.
"Glad to see you enjoyed it nigga."
Damian shook his head, disbelief written all over his face. "Bro, you just swallowed my load," he managed to say. "And now you're cleaning me like you're my goddamn wife."
"Say what you want, but you sure as hell enjoyed it," Jimmy responded, his tone matter-of-fact. "But that wasn't gay tho I was just helping you out remember that. So if you ever wake up to me gagging on that big ass dick don't be surprised ight bro"
, Jimmy teased, flicking a towel at Damian's exposed crotch.
"Don't joke like that," Damian scolded, rolling his eyes. "I mean, what if someone saw us? People might talk."
"Nobody's here to see nothing, nigga," Jimmy dismissed, throwing himself onto the couch beside Damian. "I just hope our neighbors aren't peeping through the walls or something."
"bro you don't gotta worry about none of dat we cool."
Jimmy reassured Damian, crossing one leg over the other. "We been through way crazier shit than this, right?"
*I guess that's true,* thought Damian, watching Jimmy's lips form the words. *We've known each other since kindergarten. We've shared countless adventures, laughs, and even a few tears.
It's been a couple of days since our little trysts. I noticed his appearance started to change a lil bit his ass was getting fatter and he started putting on make up.
. He started walking different. Like acting more like a female. I was confused. We went to the grocery store and he picked a whole bunch of fruits and vegatables. I asked him why he was buying all these healthy foods.
"I'm trying to stay fit, bruh," he answered. I found a small grin creeping onto my face, but I quickly covered it up with a nonchalant shrug.
"That's cool, man," I replied in a gruff voice.
"I just hope it doesn't turn into some weird vegan bullshit."
Jimmy chuckled softly, his eyes sparkling beneath the fluorescent supermarket lights. "I promise I won't get all preachy about it," he assured me. "Just doing what's good for my health."
"Alright, then," I conceded, scanning the cart filled with fresh produce. "Just don't forget that burgers and fries are still part of life, too."
Jimmy nodded, his gaze lingering on the ripe bananas. "No worries," he smiled.
"Also when we get home im gon suck the fuck out dat dick." Jimmy snapped back, his voice firm and confident.
, raising an eyebrow.
I snatched myself upright. "The fuck did you just say?" My voice echoed in the silent grocery store aisle.
"Nigga u heard me," Jimmy retorted, unfazed by my outburst. "I'mma suck yo dick when we get home."
My eyes bugged out, and I stumbled backward. "Bro, you're starting to act like a woman," I gasped, my heart thumping wildly against my ribcage.
We got to the car.
"You better not pull any more shit like that," I snapped at Jimmy after we loaded the groceries inside. The cold air chilled my skin, but it did nothing to dampen the tension brewing between us.
"What's the problem, bro?" Jimmy shrugged casually, flashing an innocent smile. "You already said you liked it."
"you sucking my dick is gay and I ain't gay" I said, shaking my head.
"bro stop being faggot and let me suck yo dick" Jimmy replied confidently.
"I ain't no bitch, I just like the way it feels."
I sighed heavily, squirming uncomfortably in my seat. "Man, I dunno," I grumbled, scratching my neck. "It feels weird as fuck."
"Why you gotta be so uptight about it?" Jimmy challenged, his voice sharp. "You're making it seem like you're some kinda faggot."
I bristled at his words, clenching my jaw.
"I ain't gay I just love the feeling of a big, long, veiny, girthy dick in my mouth."
Jimmy insisted, his tone unwavering. "We both know you loved every second of it."
His words hung heavy in the air, each syllable echoing in my ears. I tried to brush them off, dismissing them as mere playful banter. Still, a seed of doubt crept into my mind, gnawing at the edges of my self-perception. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, clouded by uncertainty.
"I know horny too. You got a got big dick and I could dat big ass dick print through dem shorts."
my boxers."
Jimmy admitted, looking up at me with pleading eyes. "I ain't no faggot, but I want to suck your dick again."
I exhaled loudly, feeling torn between my desire for satisfaction and the fear of being labeled as gay. "Bro, this is crazy," I murmured, glancing down at the dashboard.
We got to the apartment and as soon as I set the groceries down. Jimmy dropped to his knees he ripped my pants down and my dick dropped on his face.
"Oh fuck," I murmured, the heat pooling in my stomach spreading throughout my body. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of Jimmy's mouth engulfing my erection. "Fuck, that feels so good."
"Mmmm," Jimmy moaned, sucking my entire length down his throat. "Your dick tastes soo good."
My heart raced as I watched Jimmy's head bob up and down, his soft lips and teeth wrapped around my cock. He looked up at me, his eyes shimmering with lust.
He started violently deepthroating my dick.
iiick. "Mmmmh", he moaned as he swallowed my huge schlong, gulping it down his throat.
"Ah, fuck..." I groaned, my dick throbbing in his mouth.
I could his fat ass jiggle everytime he went up and down on my dick.
"I ain't no faggot," Jimmy repeated, lifting his head for a brief moment. "I just enjoy sucking your dick."
"Damn," I grunted, the intensity of our encounter sending waves of pleasure rippling through my body. "You're good at it, man."
"I know," Jimmy chuckled, his voice muffled by my throbbing member. "I could suck your dick all day, ni-." I cut him off shoving my dick down his throat. "GLUCK!!" "GLUCK!!""SHLOP!!"
"
Jimmy kept going, working that talented mouth as he choked and gagged on my massive rod. I watched, mesmerized, as he swallowed my thickness, his tongue swirling around my swollen head in a slick, wet embrace.
"Fuck," I rasped, my fingers twitching nervously. "Keep going, nigga..." "GLUCK!!" "GLUCK!!"
"Oh, I'm going," Jimmy promised, his voice muffled by my pulsing flesh.
"I'mma suck that dick till your balls hit my chin." "GLUCK!!" "GLUCK!!" "GLUCK!!"
I groaned, my fingers gripping the armrests of the chair. "Fuck," I panted, my pulse accelerating. "You're such a freak."
"Nigga, you're the freak," Jimmy joked, spitting and slurping on my swollen meat. "You're the one enjoying a dick in your mouth."
"Shut up and suck," I ordered, feeling my resolve wavering. "GLUCK!!" "GLUCK!!" "GLUCK!!"
"I ain't no faggot, but fuck, you're good at this." "GLUCK!!"
"Thanks, bro," Jimmy murmured, his voice vibrating around my stiffening cock. "I ain't no faggot, either. Just enjoying the ride."
"Fuck," I groaned, my dick throbbing in his greedy mouth. "You're a natural at this, nigga."
I leaned forward and got a handful of that big ass.
I squeezed and it was warm and juicy. I ran my hand down his pants to knead his cheeks. I started massaging it, feeling his ass cheeks filling my hand.
"Ah, nigga," Jimmy moaned, bucking his hips. "That feels soooo good."
"Oh, fuck, yes," Jimmy whimpered, his eyes shining with desire.
"I can't believe I'm doing this again."
I gritted my teeth, my dick swelling in his mouth. "You're not just doing it," I groaned, squeezing the armrests tighter. "You're loving it."
"Maybe I am," Jimmy admitted, his lips brushing against my throbbing head. "Does that make me a faggot?"
"yes" I said, while fondling his ass.
"You definitely are."
With each stroke of Jimmy's talented mouth, my resolve weakened. The familiar warmth spread through my body, melting away any reservations I had about embracing this unexpected side of our friendship. "I ain't no faggot," I whispered, running my hands through Jimmy's short hair. "But I can't lie, this feels pretty fucking great."
"Damn," Jimmy murmured, his mouth eagerly enveloping my erection once more.
"This dick is so good."
"Fuck," I groaned, the heat pooling in my gut spreading throughout my body. "Feels so good, man."
"I ain't no faggot," Jimmy repeated, his voice muffled by my throbbing member. "But fuck, you're really good at this."
I push Jimmy's head down trying to fit my entire dick down his throat but it was too big.
"
Oh fuck," I groan, my dick throbbing in his mouth. "You're gonna have to work for it, nigga."
"Yeah, daddy," Jimmy replies, his voice muffled by my cock. "I'll make it worth your while."
He sucks harder, his teeth scraping my sensitive flesh, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body. I close my eyes, savoring the sensations coursing through me.
"Fuck, I can't believe this is happening," I whisper, my voice cracking.
I push his head down my dick this time not letting him get any air.
"Champagne room only, baby," I grunt, grabbing a fistful of hair. "Can't let you breathe until you finish that sloppy meal."
"Mmmmh," Jimmy mumbles, his mouth and throat pulsating around my rigid cock. "I like it hard, daddy."
"Well, you're getting it," I reply, grinding my erection deeper into his hungry mouth.
The sounds of Jimmy's gurgles and gags fill the room, and I lean back, savoring the sensation of his talented mouth pleasuring me.
I look down at him, his face buried between my crotch, and I can't help but admire the dedication in his eyes. He's determined to give me the best blowjob of my life, and boy, does he deliver.
"Mmm," Jimmy hums, his voice vibrating around my throbbing cock.
He had ahegao eyes. If jerking off but instead of my hand I was using his throat.
"Fuck, that's nasty," I groan, my cock throbbing in his hungry mouth. "But oh, it feels so good."
"Mhm," Jimmy mumbles, his voice vibrating around my rigid cock. "I like it when you treat me like a dirty slut."
As he continues to service me, Jimmy occasionally lifts his head, panting for air. I watch his expression, captivated by the passion burning in his eyes. He looks up at me, his lips red and swollen, saliva dripping down his chin. He started coughing and choking but I didn't care I still held him down not letting him get any air.
"Fuck," I groan, my dick throbbing in his mouth. "You're a real pro at this, nigga."
"Mmmh," Jimmy mumbles, his voice vibrating around my rigid cock. "I love it when you get rough with me."
Jimmy says, his voice muffled by my throbbing member. "It makes me feel like a dirty whore."
"Yeah," I groan, my dick throbbing in his mouth.
He starts stats tapping on my thighs and stomach begging for mercy.
"Please," Jimmy whispers, his voice trembling. "I need to breathe."
"Nope," I grunt, tightening my grip on his hair. "Not until you've earned it."
"Mmmh," Jimmy whines, his voice vibrating around my rigid cock. "This is torture, daddy."
"That's the idea," I smirk, leaning back in my chair. "Now, make me proud."
"
Jimmy complies, his mouth eagerly enveloping my erection once more.
I watch him intently, fascinated by the way his lips wrap around my cock. His eyes shine with lust, his pupils dilated and focused solely on the task at hand. I know that he enjoys this as much as I do, and I can't help but appreciate the connection that we share.
After several minutes of intense cocksucking, Jimmy finally releases my throbbing member from his mouth. He gasps for air, his chest rising and falling rapidly. I reach down, holding his head.
"That was incredible," I murmur, feeling a surge of gratitude for my best
"Ready for round 2?" I asked shoving my dick down his throat not giving him a chance to respond.
The tip of my erection touched the back of his throat, causing him to cough and gag.
His eyes rolled back he wrapped his arms around my waist trying to pull himself closer.
"Ugh," he groans, his voice strained. "You betta not stop mutha fucka." Jimmy commanded.
While Damian struggled to maintain composure, the insistent tickle of laughter bubbled within him. He managed to contain it, but his expression betrayed the strain on his face. Jimmy didn't notice, his focus entirely on the task at hand.
"
Ah, fuck," Damian groaned, his dick throbbing in Jimmy's mouth. "You're gonna make me cum again, nigga."
"Mmmh," Jimmy mumbled, his voice vibrating around Damian's rigid cock.
Their bodies moved in sync, Damian's breathing deepening with each thrust. Jimmy's wrapped his arms around his waist holding him tight, while Damian's cock was logged deep inside his throat.
Their movements became rhythmic, almost hypnotic, as Jimmy's head bobbed up and down, taking Damian's cock further and further into his mouth.
"Mmm," Jimmy mumbled, his voice vibrating around Damian's rigid cock. "I love your big fat dick, nigga."
"Fuck, you're so good at this," Damian groaned, his dick throbbing in Jimmy's mouth.
Damian felt Jimmy's arms tighten around his waist, pulling him closer. His own arms instinctively wrapped around Jimmy's neck, holding him in place. Their bodies pressed against each other, and Damian could feel the warmth radiating from Jimmy's skin.
"I ain't no faggot," Jimmy murmured, his voice muffled by Damian's throbbing member. "But I must admit, I'm having a blast here."
"Same goes for me," Damian confessed, his grip tightening on Jimmy's hair. "I never thought I'd enjoy this kind of thing, but man, you're making it easy."
The sound of Jimmy's gurgles and gags filled the room, and Damian leaned back, savoring the sensation of Jimmy's talented mouth pleasuring him.
He looked down at Jimmy, his face buried between his crotch, and he couldn't help but admire the dedication in his eyes. Jimmy's lips were red and swollen, saliva dripping down his chin.
"Fuck, this is amazing," Damian murmured, his dick throbbing in Jimmy's mouth.
"I'm finna CUUUUUM!" Damian groaned.
Damian gripped Jimmy's skull, guiding his head up and down on his throbbing shaft. The sensations grew stronger, and he knew that the inevitable orgasm was approaching. With each thrust, Jimmy's lips and teeth rubbed against his sensitive flesh, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body.
Damian exploded in Jimmy mouth flooding his throat.
"Aaahhh fuck i'm cumming" Damian screamed as he shot his load down Jimmy's throat.
Damian released Jimmy's head, allowing him to catch his breath.
"Fuck, that was hot," Damian muttered, his chest heaving.
Jimmy wiped his mouth, swallowing the remnants of Damian's ejaculate. "Now that's what the fuck I call a face fuck," he gasped, his voice hoarse.
He sat back, his cock still erect and pulsating, basking in the glow of their mutual satisfaction. Jimmy laid his head on Damian's lap while his dick laid on his forehead.
"Fuck bro how big is yo dick?" Jimmy asked.
His curiosity evident in his voice.
"How big is mine?" Damian chuckled, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. "I've never measured it. Why?" Jimmy pulled out a measuring tape.
"You ain't never measured it?" he asked, curiosity sparking in his eyes.
"Nah, I never really saw the point," Damian shrugged, his gaze fixed on Jimmy's hand gripping the metal tool.
"Here, let me get you hard again," Jimmy offered, reaching for Damian's erection.
Jimmy start slorping on his dick "GLUCK!!""GLUCK!!""SHLORP!!""SHLORP!!"
Jimmy moaned, his lips wrapped tightly around Damian's engorged cock. The thick, velvety texture of the shaft filled his mouth, the powerful scent of arousal invading his nostrils.
"Alright I think your hard enough." Jimmy said, his tongue darting out to lick the crown of Damian's cock.
He pulled the measuring tape out, ready to assess the dimensions of Damian's substantial member.
"OMFG DAMN BRO!!," Jimmy announced, his eyes widening in surprise.
"The fuck?" Damian blurted, his heart skipping a beat.
"Holy shit," Jimmy breathed, his jaw dropping in shock.
"14 Inches!!" Jimmy announced. "My nigga how do you even grow a dick this big?"
Laughter bubbled up from Damian's chest, escaping uncontrollably as he clutched Jimmy's shoulders. "Nigga, you're asking me how I grew a dick this big?" He chuckled, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. "I guess I just was blessed with it."
"No wonder I can't take it all down my throat no homo tho," Jimmy said, his eyes widening.
"Because your not as good as you say you are." Damian retorted.
"Nigga be fucking for real if I wanted to deepthroat all 14 inches of you, I would."
Jimmy declared, his voice laced with determination. "But ain't nobody wanna choke on your giant dick like they tryna commit suicide."
"Damn, bro," Damian laughed, his grip tightening on Jimmy's shoulder. "You sure know how to make a guy feel special."
"Oh, I plan on doing plenty of that." Jimmy winked, his eyes gleaming mischievously. "Don't worry tho soon enough I'ma be able swallow all 14 inches of you."
Jimmy vowed, his tone confident yet playful. "I might need some practice first, but I promise I'll make it happen."
"Well, that's mighty generous of you," Damian teased, his gaze locked on Jimmy's earnest expression. "But I'm not sure I can handle you trying to go the extra mile."
"Nah, I ain't worried 'bout dat," Jimmy reassured him, his voice steady.
"I'm plannin' on practicing on dis big ol' dick til I can tak' e'ry inch o' it down my throat."
"Damn, bro," Damian chuckled, his grip tightening on Jimmy's shoulder. "That's dedication right there."
"Gotta put in the work, nigga," Jimmy winked, his eyes gleaming mischievously.
"Trust me, I'm committed to making this happen."
"Well, damn," Damian chuckled, his grip tightening on Jimmy's shoulder. "Guess I've got a dedicated student here."
"Oh, you bet your sweet ass I'm dedicated," Jimmy affirmed, his voice laced with conviction. "I'm not settling for anything less than perfection."
"You better watch out," Damian warned, his tone teasing.
"I might start thinking you're obsessed with my dick or something."
Damian teased, his grin widening.
"Obsessed?" Jimmy scoffed, his voice laced with feigned indignation. "Nah, I call it determination, I'm determined to prove you wrong."
Jimmy assured him, his tone unwavering. "I'm gon deepthroat dis big ol' dick e' ry day till you beg me to stop. And after all that I still ain't gon stop "
Jimmy insisted, his voice laced with conviction. "I'mma keep going until I find a way to take it all down my throat."
The next day.
I woke up to the smell of fresh coffee brewing in the kitchen. I stretched, feeling the stiffness of sleep dissipate. "Hey," I called out, scanning the room for Jimmy.
"In the kitchen, bro," Jimmy replied, his voice muffled by the door.
I shuffled over to the kitchen, my footsteps echoing softly on the hardwood floor. There, Jimmy stood at the counter, his back facing me as he stirred a pot of simmering sauce.
"Mornin'," I greeted, stepping up behind him. He jumped slightly, startled by my sudden presence.
"Wassup?" he asked, turning around with a wide grin. "I made breakfast."
"Smells delicious," I commented, sniffing the aromatic air. "What's that?"
"My specialty," Jimmy replied, gesturing towards the simmering pot. "Sausage pasta."
"Sounds perfect," I said, patting my empty stomach. "Just what I needed."
I smiled, watching Jimmy stir the pot. "Thanks for treating me today."
"No problem," Jimmy shrugged, his attention returning to the simmering sauce. "I figured we could both use a break from cooking."
"You're right," I agreed, crossing my arms over my chest. "Especially since we've been eating so much junk lately."
"Definitely," Jimmy nodded, his spoon scraping the bottom of the pot.
"Eating healthy will help us stay focused and energetic."
"I agree," I said, shifting my weight onto my hip. "But let's not forget that sometimes, a little indulgence isn't so bad."
"True," Jimmy chuckled, his eyes sparkling. "Like last night, remember when I sucked your big dick?"
That brought a smirk to my face, and I shook my head with a laugh. "That was quite the experience, wasn't it?"
"anyway you want some morning head."
Jimmy suggested nonchalantly, the corners of his lips curling upwards.
"Hmm," I murmured, considering his offer. "I guess I wouldn't mind."
"Good, cause I was planning on sucking that big dick again anyway," Jimmy grinned, his eyes sparking with anticipation.
"Oh, really?" I teased, a devilish grin spreading across my face. "What changed your mind?"
"Nothin'," Jimmy shrugged, his tone casual.
"I just need my throat fucked."
Jimmy remarked casually, setting aside the wooden spoon. "I mean, it's been awhile - two days ago doesn't count."
As he turned around, I noticed the sultry gleam in his eyes and the suggestive tilt of his lips. It seemed that the thrill of our previous encounters had left an indelible mark on him. He was eager for another round of debauchery.
"And why should I indulge in your desires?" I quipped, feigning skepticism.
"Cuz," Jimmy smirked, playfully batting his eyelashes.
"You know I can't resist sucking your big dick."
"Is that so?" I taunted, arching an eyebrow. "Then what's stopping you from doing it now?"
Jimmy paused, his eyes glittering with mischief. "Well," he drawled, running a finger along the edge of the countertop. "If that's what you want."
"Come on then," I urged, my pulse quickening. "Make a move."
He sauntered over to me, his eyes glinting with excitement.
"I can't wait anymore," he purred, reaching out to cup my cheek. "I need your big dick inside my throat."
"Do you want me to fuck your throat?" I growled, my voice low and husky.
"Yes, nigga course I do," he Snapped.
"I don't know how you deal with this big dick all day, but I sure do love it."
With that, Jimmy wasted no time, quickly stripping off his clothes until he before me naked. His slim figure and delicate features, coupled with his full hips and round ass, created a striking contrast with my more muscular form. I watched him closely, admiring the beauty of his exposed body.
"Nice view, huh?" Jimmy chuckled, catching my appreciative gaze.
I noticed how tiny his dick was.
It was small and limp. But what intrigued me most was his hunger for my giant cock. I felt a rush of power surging through me, knowing that many men desired my massive member.
"Get on your knees," I commanded, the words flowing smoothly from my lips. His eyes sparkled with anticipation, and he dropped to his knees without hesitation. I positioned myself above him, my erection jutting out, ready for action.
" Oh yuh make sure you be extremely rough ion fuck with dat slow gentle bull shit."
Jimmy instructed, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Stick every inch of dat big ol' dick i my throat n make me choke."
I smirked, feeling my cock twitch. "Oh, you're ready for that, eh?"
"Damn straight,' I want u to shove dat dick in my throat n show me wat I been missin," Jimmy responded confidently.
He leaned forward, his lips parting in anticipation. I took a step closer, my erection jutting out, and positioned myself above him.
Jimmy's eyes sparkled with anticipation, and he inhaled deeply before leaning forward. His lips parted, ready to receive my throbbing member.
"So," I began, running my fingers through Jimmy's soft, curly hair. "How do you want this to go?"
"Raw and rough, nigga," Jimmy declared, his voice brimming with confidence. "I want you to shove that big dick down my throat and make me choke and cry."
"Glad to hear it," I smirked, my grip tightening on Jimmy's hair.
"Because things are about to get real rough."
"Bring it on, nigga," Jimmy grinned, his eagerness palpable. "I want to feel your big dick rammed down my throat."
"Well, consider yourself lucky," I teased, positioning my cock directly above his waiting mouth. "Because that's exactly what you're getting."
"Mmm," Jimmy mumbled, his breath hot against my throbbing member. I shoved my dick down his throat fucking his like a bunny"GLUCK!!""GLUCK!!""GLUCK!!""SHLORP!!"
"SHLORP!!""SHLORP!!""SHLORP!!"
"Oh fuck, that feels so good," I groan, my cock throbbing in Jimmy's mouth. "You're such a good little cocksucker."
"thanks nigga," Jimmy mumbles, his voice vibrating around my rigid cock. "I'm glad my throat pleases you."
"Fuck yeah," I grunt, my grip tightening on Jimmy's hair.
"I'm about to give you the roughest, deepest throatfuck of your life."
Jimmy responds with a muffled moan, his throat pulsing around my erection. His hands grasp my legs, anchoring himself firmly on the cold tile floor. I revel in the sensation of his warm, wet mouth surrounding my throbbing member.
"That's right, take it all," I command, my voice deepening.
I feel Jimmy's throat muscles clench around my cock, struggling to accommodate my enormous length.
"Fuckkkk," Jimmy cries out, his voice strained. "Your dick is so huge."
"Feels good, doesn't it?" I smirk, gripping a handful of his hair. My thrusts become more forceful, filling Jimmy's throat with my massive member. "I bet you can barely breathe, huh?"
"Mmmh," Jimmy whimpers, his voice vibrating around my rigid cock.
Jimmy's throat noises filled the room
as I continued to thrust my gigantic cock deep inside his throat.
"Yes, Nigga." Jimmy groans, his voice strained. "Fuck my throat harder bro."
"Oh, you're enjoying this, aren't you?" I tease, grabbing a fistful of Jimmy's hair.
"Fuck yes," Jimmy pants, his voice hoarse. "I love the feeling of your big dick stretching my throat."
"Good, because I'm far from done," I warn, thrusting harder into his waiting mouth.
The sounds of Jimmy's strangled gasps fill the air, accompanied by the squishing of spit and precum.
"Damn, nigga," I groan, my cock throbbing in his throat. "You're such a dirty little slut."
"Thank you, bro," Jimmy mumbles, his voice strained. "I love being your dirty little slut."
I lean back, admiring the sight of Jimmy's head bobbing up and down on my cock.
His gagging was soo loud.
I loved hearing the sound of him gagging and choking on my massive cock. I grabbed ahold of his hair and pushed my dick deeper into his throat.
"Mmmmm," Jimmy moaned, his voice vibrating around my rigid cock. "I love your big dick in my throat."
"Good," I grunted, my grip tightening on Jimmy's hair. "Because I'm only getting started."
I leaned back, watching Jimmy's head bob up and down on my throbbing member. His throat was so tight it was like a vacuum just sucking me in.
My balls were hitting him on his head. His eyes were tearing up as my dick tore at his throat. He was loving it though. He kept gulping down my massive cock, his throat muscles spasming around it.
"FUUUCCK. YESSSSS! FUCK MY FREAKIN' THROAT!" Jimmy yelled, his voice cracking under the pressure. He was writhing beneath me, his entire body shaking. His hands clawed at my calves, trying to gain purchase on something solid.
He was moaning and gurgling loudly, his throat constricting around my massive cock. The sensation was unbearable, his throat squeezing my cock like a vice.
"Oh, fuck," I groaned, feeling my cock swell even larger in his throat.
"Mmmh," Jimmy whimpered, his voice vibrating around my rigid cock. "I love the feeling of your big dick sliding down my throat."
"Good," I grunted, thrusting deeper into his mouth.
His hands clawed at my calves, trying to gain purchase on something solid.
The sounds of Jimmy's strangled gasps filled the air, accompanied by the squishing of spit and precum.
I lean back, admiring the sight of Jimmy's head bobbing up and down on my cock.
His throat noises are louder now, and I can see the tears streaming down his cheeks. His hands clutch at my thighs, digging his nails into my skin. The sounds of his gagging and choking mix with the squishing of spit and precum.
"You like that, nigga?" I ask, gripping a handful of his hair. "Does my big dick feel good in your throat?"
"Mmmh," Jimmy whimpers, his voice vibrating around my rigid cock. He was so close to talking all 14 of me he just needed 3 more inches .
"c'mon bro you got it ." I cheered.
"This is it. I'm gonna take it all."
I was pushing in and that was it he deepthroated all 14 inches of me.
I started to piston my hips they were bouncing of his head, my balls slapping his chin and my dick slamming way past his throat.
He gagged and sputtered and drool dripped down his chin. I grabbed his head and held it tightly and started to pump my cock faster and faster, the wet suction noise of it entering his throat becoming louder and louder.
He was crying out now, begging me to stop, but I knew he secretly relished the pain. He was whimpering and begging me to stop, but I knew he secretly enjoyed the sensation of my cock stretching his throat. I thrust my member deeper into his throat, causing him to writhe and convulse beneath me.
His hands claw at my legs, attempting to escape the relentless onslaught of my massive cock. His cries for mercy are muffled by the intrusion, and his whimpers grow louder. The squishing of spit and precum fills the air, creating a symphony of depravity.
"Are you ready for more, nigga?" I ask, pausing to catch my breath. "Or have you had enough already?"
"More, please," Jimmy replies, his voice strained and desperate.
"I need more of your big dick in my throat."
He looks up at me, his brown eyes shining with lust and desperation. I notice the slight tremble in his hands as he grips my legs tighter. His words send a surge of pleasure through me, and I know that he truly wants more.
"Okay, fine," I smirk, my grip tightening on Jimmy's hair. "But you better show me what you're made of."
"Yes, nigga," Jimmy groans, his voice strained.
"I love the feeling of your big dick in my throat."
As I continued throat fucking him I leaned forward to smack his ass.
"Oh, you like that, huh?" I taunted, my grip tightening on Jimmy's hair. "I bet you're enjoying this, aren't you?" "I love the feeling of your big dick in my throat." His throat was so tight.
It was like a vacuum pulling me in. I grabbed a fistful of his hair and pushed my dick deeper into his throat.
"Mmmm," Jimmy whimpered, his voice vibrating around my rigid cock.
"Keep taking it, nigga. Show me what you're made of."
Jimmy looked up at me, his brown eyes shining with lust and desperation. His hands gripped my legs tighter, and I could sense the urgency in his touch. His words sent a surge of pleasure through me, and I knew that he truly wanted more.
"Okay, fine," I smirked, my grip tightening on Jimmy's hair.
I laid back on the couch wrapping my legs around his head squeezing it with thighs.
I used my feet to pull his head down on my Dick. He started to suck me like a madman.
"Ahhh," I moaned, enjoying the sensation of Jimmy's skilled mouth working on my cock.
"Yeah, nigga," I encouraged, my voice low and seductive. "Take it all, baby."
I pinched his nose
closed, plunging my dick into his throat. His reaction was immediate; he gagged and sputtered, his eyes bulging with panic. His hands scrabbled at my thighs, frantically grasping for purchase. The sounds of his choking became increasingly desperate, punctuated by gasps for air.
Despite the apparent distress, I could sense the desire burning within him. He was eager for more, craving the exquisite torture of my monstrous cock.
"That's right, baby," I whispered, my voice dark and seductive.
"Show me what you're made of."
Jimmy moaned, his eyes locked on mine. He lifted his head, exposing my glistening cock from his throat. His lips parted, and he swallowed convulsively, greedily drinking in the remaining remnants of my essence.
"Please," he begged, his voice hoarse and ragged.
I couldn't deny the intensity of his longing; it was written plainly upon his face.
I was about to cum.
I pulled my giant cock out of Jimmy's throat, leaving his mouth hanging open in disappointment. I stroked it, the sensation growing stronger with each stroke.
"Are you ready for my load, nigga?" I asked, my voice thick with lust.
"Yes, please," Jimmy pleaded, his eyes shining with anticipation.
"Cum all over my face," he begged, reaching up to caress my swollen shaft.
"I want to taste every drop of your seed."
I couldn't contain my arousal any longer, and I unleashed a torrent of cum onto Jimmy's eager face. He opened his mouth wide, eagerly catching the sticky liquid as it dribbled down my shaft. His eyes shone with satisfaction, and he licked his lips hungrily.
"That shit was amazing," he sighed, his voice heavy with contentment. "I told I could deepthroat all 14 inches of you nigga."
Jimmy gloated, wiping the cum from his face and licking his fingers clean. "And guess what? I did it."
"Well, you certainly showed me who's boss," I conceded, sitting up on the couch. "You definitely proved your worth as a cocksucker."
"That's right, nigga," Jimmy smirked, his voice dripping with pride.
"I took all 14 inches of you, just like I promised."
"dat was the best morning head I ever got."
Jimmy laughed, wiping the cum from his face onto his shirt.
"But," I cautioned, placing a hand on his knee. "Don't expect this to become a daily routine."
"Why not?" Jimmy pouted, his eyes flashing with disappointment. "I thought you liked it."
"Of course I did," I admitted, smiling fondly at him. "But we shouldn't make a habit of it. Because it's gay my nigga."
Jimmy chuckled, wiping the cum from his face onto his shirt. "Bro how many times do I gotta this shit is not gay my nigga," he added, his expression suddenly serious.
"I just love having my throat destroyed by a big dick."
"I understand," I reassured him.
"And just because you like a wet slobbering mouth and throat sliding down yo dick don't e'n make you gay, it just makes you human bruh."
Jimmy asserted, his voice matter-of-fact. "Like, it's natural for a dude to enjoy a good bj, regardless of who's giving it or what genitals they got."
"Hmm, maybe you're right," I mused, contemplating his words. "But I still don't think I'd consider it 'gay' in the traditional sense."
I shrugged, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Also I noticed you took a liking to dis fat juicy ass you wuz gripping and smackin dis mutha fucka like crazy."
Jimmy grinned, pointing at his plump posterior. "You know you like it too, nigga."
"What can I say?" I grinned sheepishly. "A nice ass is hard to resist."
"Mmmhm," Jimmy chuckled, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Well, you're welcome to grab it anytime you want."
"but it's nothing gay tho I just like big ass das it," I reassured.
"Not like you, who loves to suck big dicks."
Jimmy scoffed, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Whatever, nigga. Just don't get any ideas."
"Oh, I won't," I assured him, raising my hands defensively. "I'm happy sticking to the occasional blowjob."
"Good," Jimmy nodded, his tone serious. "Because I don't swing that way either."
We shared a brief moment of awkward silence before bursting into laughter.
We knew the truth – we weren't gay, but we were certainly enjoying our unique connection.
But as the days went on my homie started looking more and more like a girl.
.
He had these soft eyes and his ass was looking juicier than ever. And one thing led to another.
It was Friday. We were just sitting at home after work.
He was leaning forward on the counter on his phone with that big ass
perking out.
I walked up behind him and put my hands on his waist.
He gave me a questioning look over his shoulder.
"What's up?" I asked, squeezing his sides lightly.
He reached up and tapped my hands away. "Nothing much, nigga. Just chillin'."
Jimmy rolled his eyes, but his smile betrayed his amusement. You never know what might happen around here."
"Right," I agreed, nodding earnestly. "I suppose we'll just have to wait and see."
I slid my hands around Jimmy's waist, his curves pressing invitingly against my palms. He shifted slightly, adjusting his position on the counter.
"Damn nigga you really love dis ass huh?
" Jimmy teased, shifting his weight onto the counter. "Can't seem to keep your hands off it."
"I ain't denying it," I confessed, my fingers tracing the curve of his hip. "I like the way it looks in those skinny jeans."
"Mmmh," Jimmy hummed, turning his attention back to his phone. "Guess you'll just have to keep staring at it if you wanna see it."
"Maybe I will," I replied, leaning against the counter beside him.
As I was feeling his ass I noticed he had butt plug
in his ass I reached around and squeezed the base of it.
He jumped slightly, surprised by my sudden touch. "Hey, what are you-"
"Just checking out this toy you've got in there," I interrupted, my voice teasing. "Looks like you're enjoying it."
Jimmy blushed, his eyes darting nervously between me and the plug. "Uh, yeah," he stammered, his voice cracking.
"It's just, um, helping with the, uh, uh, you know, tightness."
His cheeks flushed a bright crimson, and he avoided eye contact with me. The plug protruding from his entrance was shaped like a dildo, with a tapered tip and a bulbous head. It was clearly designed to stimulate the prostate during anal intercourse.
"I didn't know you were into that sort of thing," I said casually, hoping to ease the tension.
"Just experimenting," Jimmy muttered, his eyes glued to his phone screen.
"Why do you care so much you wanna fuck dis ass or sum?"
Jimmy challenged, finally meeting my gaze.
"I bet you wanna make dis ass jiggle with yo hips slamming into ma cheeks."
Jimmy suggested, his voice dropping to a sultry whisper. His eyes locked onto mine, and I saw a glint of lust in them.
"What makes you think that?" I teased, running my hands along his hips. He pressed back against me, the subtle motion sending a wave of desire coursing through me.
"Cause, nigga, dis ass is the type that would make any man wanna pound it senselessly," Jimmy purred, arching his back suggestively.
"I mean, just imagine how it would feel with your dick buried deep inside it."
"Well, considering that I've already had my fair share of experiences with you," I chuckled, brushing my fingers along the bulge in his jeans. "I can confidently say that it feels pretty damn good."
"Mmmh," Jimmy mewled, tilting his hips provocatively. "And I can tell you're quite the expert when it comes to handling a big dick."
"You not wrong," I admitted, my breathing deepening.
He pulled his pants down revealing his bare ass and his tiny dick.
"Come on, nigga," he urged, wiggling his butt enticingly. "Let's see what you've got hidden in those jeans."
I hesitated, uncertain about where this was going. "Are you sure about this?" I asked, biting my lip nervously. "I mean, I've never done anything like this before."
"You've never fucked a guy in the ass before?" Jimmy quipped, his eyes sparkling impishly.
"Hell naw nigga I ain't gay."
I protested weakly, my heart pounding in my chest.
"You ain't gay, but you're about to fuck a guy in the ass," Jimmy retorted, his voice thick with amusement. "Seems kinda gay to me."
"Shit," I cursed, feeling the heat radiating from my face. "You got me there."
Jimmy turned his gaze back to the counter, feigning disinterest. "So," he drawled, his voice casual.
"You ready to break dat virginity?"
I hesitated, weighing the gravity of what I was about to do. "I guess so," I murmured, my resolve weakening.
"I mean, why not? We're just two bros exploring some new territory."
His grin widened, and he reached out to gently tug my belt loose. The button popped free, revealing the outline of my engorged cock beneath my boxers.
"Nice," he commented, his voice husky.
"Bro that's a whole lotta booty, how did you get it so fat?"
I questioned, my curiosity piqued.
"Just gotta keep eating those burritos," Jimmy joked, his smooth ass cheeks wobbling enticingly. "Keeps the calories coming."
"Guess I should start packing on my own junk then," I replied, playfully patting his plump posterior.
"Ahem," Jimmy coughed, his face reddening slightly.
"So, I believe we should start with some foreplay."
Eager to oblige, I quickly unbuttoned my jeans and let them fall to the floor. My throbbing cock sprang free, standing erect and proud in front of us. Jimmy's eyes widened as he stared at my engorged member, his gaze fixated on its pulsating veins.
"I'ma get you hard right quick." He said, squatting down to deepthroat me.
He gulped me up gagging and slurping me up for bout 5 minutes.
I watched his ass shake and jiggle as he worked my dick with his mouth.
Then he stood up, and grabbed the virgin oil from the cabinet
He gave to me so I could pour it on his fat ass
I spread it all over his ass crack and on his hole then moved to his ass cheeks.
"Ready, nigga?"
Jimmy asked, his voice trembling slightly.
"I ain't no bitch," I responded, my heart racing in my chest.
"Ready to go."
He lubed up my cock and guided it to his asshole.
"Relax," he murmured, his voice soothing.
"Just let it happen naturally."
With each slow push, his ass began to loosen up.
The plug he had inserted earlier helped stretch him out, making it easier for me to slide in.
I pushed forward, feeling the tight ring of muscle gradually yielding to my engorged length. Jimmy closed his eyes, his breaths coming faster and shallower as I breached his entrance.
"Easy, nigga," he murmured, his voice tight with strain. "Just take it slow."
"ooooooooo shit." He moaned.
I thrust deeper into him, feeling the warm, moist walls of his rectum envelop me.
His breaths came faster and shallower, mirroring the rhythm of my movements.
"Fuck," he groaned, his voice thick with lust.
"That feels so good, nigga."
"You like that?" I gasped, the sensation of his tight passage clamping down on my erection intoxicating.
"Yeah, give it to me," he begged, his voice quivering in anticipation.
He reached back, guiding my cock into his depths.
"ight go a lil rougher bro."
Jimmy declared, his voice wavering slightly. "I wanna feel you stretch me out."
Looking up at me, his eyes sparkled, reflecting the dim light hovering above us. The oil glistened on his naked body, enhancing the curves of his voluptuous form. His cheeks quivered with anticipation, and I could see the fire burning in his eyes.
"Aww fuck." Jimmy moaned.
My eyes were so focused on his ass cheeks.
I loved the way they wobbled and jiggled as I slammed my dick into him, stretching his tight little hole wide open. Every time I thrust, my cockhead scraped against his delicate inner walls, sending waves of pleasure surging through me.
"Damn, nigga," Jimmy moaned, his voice thick with lust. "Your big dick feels so incredible inside me."
"How does it feel?" I asked, wanting to hear the words he spoke.
"Feels like my insides are being stretched beyond belief," Jimmy gasped, his voice quivering.
"But it also feels so damn good."
"You really like this, don't you?" I asked, unable to hide the note of admiration in my voice. I couldn't believe how easily he was accommodating my substantial girth.
"I'm not gonna lie," Jimmy admitted, his voice breaking slightly. "This is the most intense experience I've ever had."
"Good," I murmured, withdrawing my cock almost completely before ramming back into him forcefully.
"But it also feels incredibly good."
"That's what I'm aiming for," I murmured, my voice hushed. "To give you the ultimate pleasure."
"Mmmh," Jimmy moaned, his voice vibrating around my rigid cock. "You're doing a great job so far."
I increased the pace of my thrusts, savoring the sensation of my cock sliding in and out of his tight hole. Each movement sent ripples of pleasure coursing through our bodies, amplifying the sensations tenfold.
I just started going harder his ass was jiggling more than ever. I was tryna break his back.
I was ramming my dick into him so hard and fast that his ass cheeks were jiggling uncontrollably. The plug he had been wearing earlier must have prepared his ass real nicely for my huge cock. It felt amazing slipping my cock in and out of his super tight hole.
"Damn, nigga," Jimmy groaned, his voice quivering with pleasure. "You're really hitting the spot."
"Mmmh," I grunted, feeling his tight muscles constrict around my shaft.
"Ahhhhh shhhhhiiiiiitttt you tearing ass uuuuppp"
Jimmy screamed as I slammed my dick into him.
I couldn't hold back anymore, the overwhelming sensation of my cock sliding in and out of his tight channel was too much to bear. My hips bucked wildly, driving my engorged member deeper into his receptive flesh.
"Ahh! Fuck!" I cried out, my voice echoing through the small space.
Jimmy whimpered softly, his body trembling with pleasure.
"Oooooh, nigga," he moaned, his voice quaking with emotion.
"That dick right there, that's what I'm talking about."
A wave of pure ecstasy washed over me as I drove my entire length into his tight, willing ass. The feeling of his velvety warmth surrounding my engorged member was unlike anything I'd experienced before. My cock pulsed and throbbed, begging for more.
"Mmmh," he groaned, his voice thick with lust. "Give it to me, nigga.
" Jimmy implored, his voice quivering with excitement. "Harder."
I needed no further encouragement. I redoubled my efforts, thrusting deeper and harder into his welcoming ass. Our bodies slapped together like ocean waves crashing against the shore, each collision resonating with primal passion. The room filled with the sound of skin slapping and grunts of pleasure, creating a symphony of debauchery.
"Fuck, nigga," Jimmy groaned, his voice strained and ragged.
"Keep going, just like that." The scent of sweat and sex permeated the air, filling my nostrils with an intoxicating aroma. My cock pulsed and throbbed, yearning for more. Yes!" Jimmy cried out, his voice echoing through the dimly lit room. "I'm getting close, nigga."
His words sent a surge of adrenaline coursing through me, fueling my desire to bring him to ecstasy.
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