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I Won a Giant Man 05

I'd ordered Brock to rub tanning oil on my back, and the next thing I knew, I was naked on a towel in my bedroom, covered in oil. Most of it dripping between my cheeks.

Such was summer I guess.

He rubbed forcefully but gently over my hole. However he touched me was exactly what I wanted, needed.

"What do you want, babe?"

"I want to learn what it feels like to have multiple of your big fingers in me. Finger me, pet."

"With pleasure."

The tip of his finger started pushing against my outer ring. It indented, invaded, and pushed in through my silky folds.

"Damn, you're tight. You might choke my fat cock off. What a way to go, though."

His one finger filled me up more than enough.

How long were the fingers of a 6'10" man? As long as a smaller than average dick maybe.

He knew exactly where to touch and prod inside me.

"Your... hands 's big! Hmm, your finger. One is huge... Oohh... Maybe I don't need your cock..."

"The fuck you don't!!" He jammed in a second finger.

"Ahh!" My eyes teared up at the intrusion. It quickly turned to pleasure as he grinded against my prostate. He used my pleasure-drunk state to stretch me more and more.I Won a Giant Man 05 фото

"Pet..."

"Yeah?"

"Hmm, pet!"

"What is it?"

Broken whimpers and other sounds fell from my swollen lips, as I tried to bite them to stop them from escaping. "Ohh, pet- Uhh! Oohhh!!"

"Yeah, babe!"

"You're- uh! - not allowed to stick your giant cock in me." Even his fingers stretched me what felt like beyond capacity.

"Uuugghhhhghh!!" He jammed a third finger in.

My mouth fell open. I'd lost any ability to make sound.

And he stopped!!! He paused his movements. I wiggled my hips, trying to indicate for him to continue. He watched me with desire in his eyes, surveying my entire body and reactions. I dug my nails into his arm, and I know mine flashed when we made eye contact.

He started moving and stroking and thrusting in me again.

"See, you like being stretched. You like the bigger intrusion. You will demand my cock one day!!"

This was the best I'd ever felt. I couldn't form coherent words.

The feeling inside me was building so high, I was afraid of the crash, and yet I craved it.

He stretched his three gigantic fingers in me again. I moaned and moaned. One ran into the next, a continuous sound.

He thrummed my swollen prostate, hitting it, pushing on it, drawing shapes on it.

I peaked, wide eyed but unseeing. It was an orgasm unlike any I'd ever experienced. Brock continued to stimulate me and do amazing things with his fingers through it, prolonging and adding to the volcano of pleasure erupting from deep inside my ass.

I knew I made a noise when he slipped his fingers out of me, but I couldn't hear anything in the world around me yet.

Brock ran his hands up and down my thighs, my hips, all over my body until I came to. Did I briefly black out?

When I regained my breath, I had Brock sit up, and I straddled him. His unwordly iron bar stuck straight up, beckoning me.

"That was... incredible." I started stroking him. "But, you dare to pause in the middle of my pleasure without my say so?"

He had a look of caution on his face.

I squeezed him. "I asked a question."

"I was frusturated and, and-."

"So you decided to take it out on me?"

"N-no! I was just disappointed when you said you wouldn't let me..."

"I don't have to give you anything." I stroked faster.

"You're right, I'm sorry. Punish me as you see fit." His legs tensed. "I'm sorry. It won't happen again."

"I know it won't."

His caution and sadness turned to surprise and wonder when he realized I wasn't going to stop rubbing him.

"I decide. Don't stop me."

"I won't." His hands were stroking my thighs.

"We'll see."

I thumbed his slit. His body twitched. I loved that reaction. I fisted his cockhead and moved as fast as I could.

He threw his head back as his come ejected. "Aahhh, Jasper, yes!"

I rubbed him through his long orgasm. He always shot gallons of come, and since I often made him wait for release, it built up even more. I milked him through it.

He finished, his whole body relaxing.

But I kept going. He was softening but still easy to stroke and twist in my hands.

His hips twitched, still happily confused.

I focused on his head.

"Jasper- ugh! Too much!" His body jerked.

"Not yet." I increased pressure and speed.

His happiness now morphed into realization. His hands dug into my thighs. His neck strained. His pec muscles bulged. His abs fluttered.

"Uuugghhhh aaahhuuuffuughhh!!"

I continued stroking his full length, including extra attention to his cockhead.

He was bucking wildly. I almost fell off his thighs. But, I held on to his cock. And kept rubbing.

I stopped when his eyes filled with moisture.

"Fucking shit. That was crazy."

"You could've easily stopped me." He could have if it was too much at any point.

"I didn't want to. You were right, I stopped fingering you on purpose. I didn't realise it'd bother you to that extent, so... I can take what you dish."

"I won't do... that to you again either."

"Actually, the post orgasm torture was kinda hot. Just maybe not that long next time." He admitted.

"The what now?"

"You don't know what that's called?"

"No. How do you? Have you been someone else's pet before?" I frowned, not liking the idea of that.

He laughed. "Definitely not. But I like this with you." He looked at me thoughtfully. "And I watch porn. Surely you've seen stuff online?"

Maybe I should do some research on sex... especially gay sex...

I picked off invisible flint from his thigh. "I mean, a little here and there..."

He laughed. "You're a natural, huh?"

"I just do what I want to."

He kissed my hand then slotted ours together, admiring our size difference.

I really needed to research the gay sex stuff...

Brock pulled me out of my thoughts with his next question. "Want to go to the carnival this weekend?"

So, that weekend, we went to the carnival!!

Brock said he hadn't been to one since he was a kid.

We had the unfortunate event of finding out that many of the roller coasters had a height maximum of 6'5"!! I hadn't known that before.

He was bummed and insisted I go without him.

"I'm here to be with you! I'm sure there are tons of other rides."

"Yeah, the boring ones. I don't want you to miss out because of me."

"Everything is more fun with you." I sort of mirrored his words from a couple days ago.

Did my giant man blush? I giggled.

We did a log ride, the fastest one we could find that he fit in, half a dozen times. We rode the ferris wheel and a spinning ride!

We ate mini donuts and ice cream. He was constantly touching me, usually his hand on my waist or arm completely around me. Sometimes, when waiting in line or chatting, he'd distractedly slip a hand under my shirt to caress my waist where it met my hip.

We skipped the carnival games. Those were always rigged anyways.

Brock pratically pouted. "I wanted to win something for you to commemorate our date. You'd put it by your bedside and cuddle it the nights I'm not there with you-"

"Is this a date?"

"Yeah, but it doesn't have to be if you don't want it to."

I slipped my hand into his. "It can be a date."

He lightly squeezed my hand back.

...

So, I had started doing my research on gay sex, and I prepared.

After being apart for a full day, I invited Brock over at night. My family was fast asleep. I played some music in the background. I was only in my sleep shorts and hoping to get Brock in a little less clothing as well.

I spun around him, pulling off his shorts and underwear. I pushed him on the bed and crawled over him.

"I like... teasing you and your giant cock." I slipped my hand under his shirt.

"You tease my cock just by existing."

My breath caught. "Really?"

He nodded and brushed my face. He sounded almost romantic talking about his cock. Definitely sexy.

He pulled off his last scrap of clothing and ripped mine off too!

My lips brushed his ear as I told him, "Today, I'm going to straddle your magnificent body, but you still need to do the work."

"Your wish is my command."

I stroked him until he was throbbing and poured a lot of lube on him. A lot. I was going to need it if there was any chance of getting him inside me. I'd also practiced stretching my hole at home the few times Brock wasn't with me over the past couple weeks.

I rubbed my pelvis over his full length as I lined myself up.

"Babe," he reached for my cheeks. "You need to be stretched-" His fingers reached my wet hole. "You already prepped yourself?" He groanedddd.

I lifted. He gripped himself to hold steady. "I can't believe you want this. With me. I'm going to take such good care of you- Ughh!"

His tip indented me, and my rim fluttered around him. I pushed down, trying to get more of him in. I twisted my hips. His mushroom head was thick! I stretched and stretched. There was a twinge of pain.

Finally, I reached his maximum girth, and the 'snniiickk' of him popping through my ring was soooo satisfying! He was still girthy beyond measure, but he was in!

Brock's eyes practically rolled to the back of his, but he still reached for my dick to ease my way.

I breathed deeply. We smiled at each other.

He gently guided my movements with a firm two handed grip of my waist, slowing me down when I tried sitting too fast and winced.

He was so big, he naturally dragged against the sensitive and good feeling places. I couldn't wait until I adjusted, so he could ram into me!

"Are we almost there?" I asked hopefully. There was some pain with the stretching, but I knew the good part was near.

"Uumm, about halfway..."

"Omg really? Your monster cock!"

He moved to play with my nipples, which helped.

I felt him hit a... curve inside me. I pushed down, but he really seemed stuck! The pressure was uncomfortable.

"You got most of me, babe. You feel incredible. It's more than enough," he breathed reassuringly.

I glared at him. I made it this far! I pushed and clenched and unclenched - ow! - and shifted and gasped and twisted- Oh! I felt my insides rearrange as he slipped past that one area.

I squirmed down the last part of him.

I felt SO FULL! Like I was going to burst. "I can feel you in my throat."

He simultaneously gritted his teeth and chuckled. "Oh babe, you haven't felt anything yet." His nails dug into my skin.

Excitement overwon my nerves. The hardest part was conquered!

I tested sliding back up very slowly without removing his tip fully and slowly back down.

Brock was sweating under me.

"Are you feeling good, pet?" I slid off and on again.

"Amazing," he said reverently. "Your hole. You're amazing."

I increased my pace. Up down, up down. Oh! Oohhh! This was- This did feel amazing! I had said I wanted him to do all the work, but I was enjoying myself!

"Oh fuck!! You're beautiful! Your flushed angel face. Your pretty pink nipples begging to be sucked." He curled his upper body to briefly lick over one. "And look how that cute dick bounces!"

He straightened back on the bed, flexing his hips up into me.

Electric bolts shot through my body!

"Aahh!!"

He thrust up into me wildly.

"Harder!"

"Don't say it if you don't mean it," his eyes flash.

"I mean it!"

Holy heavens, he gripped my hips and rammed into me like a bull.

I got the wind knocked out of me!

My hands fell to his chest as my body was bucked around. I clung to him. I clawed at him.

"Brock! Aahhh!!! Ah!! So good! Ooohhhh!!"

He enveloped my floundering dick tightly, twisting and tugging.

"Come with me, Jasper."

I saw a bright light as my orgasm rippled through me. When my ass clamped down around him, I thought I was going to rip something. He felt ginormous!!! He throbbed and pulsed, releasing deeeeeep into me.

I collapsed on him. He slowly softened. I clenched around him again before he slipped out of me. That was a pleasure pain in itself.

I wanted that again and again and again. But first, my hole needed rest.

Later, I was walking funny, and Brock definitely noticed. He tried to hide his amusement.

"This is your fault. Carry me!"

I don't know how I expected him to pick me up, but he cradled my body like... a bride! Or a baby.

I rested my head in the nook of his neck and sighed. Though slightly embarrassing, I could get used to this.

A couple days later, I thought I was feeling better, so we were going to go on a bike ride. Brock said he had new tricks he wanted to show me. Even his bike was like a monster truck version to be able to hold his weight.

I pulled my regular sized bike out of the garage. But when I swung my leg over and sat on the seat, I stood back up with a yelp.

"What's wrong?"

"Uuhhmmm..."

His brief concern turned into a smirk, and I felt my face heat.

"My fault?" He asked.

"Yeah, your fault."

We played video games instead. My wrecked ass couldn't handle much else for a week.

But he did lick it better.

The video game was long forgotten. Had I teased him by sitting in his lap?

I didn't quite remember how I ended up naked with my hips perched above Brock's head, about to grab his naked monsterous, pulsing cock, when he-

"Ooohhh!!!"

He enveloped my dick before I did his and-

"Hmmuhhmm!!"

Sucked and licked my sensitive head like a tootsie pop. He didn't build up at all, just went for it, sucking all my strength out. My legs shook. My face and chest collapsed on his abs. I moaned his name, almost chanting it.

He slowly let up to allow my now dripping, way too excited member slide from

his mouth. It continued to twitch in overwhelming pleasure.

I leaned forward to get my watering mouth on him. I wanted to make him feel as blissed. He couldn't help buck when I enveloped the first part of him. I licked and slathered him. I bobbed deeper and deeper on him. I was gaining ground! I had more than halway of him down my throat.

I lifted my hips to try to angle to get more of him in me, but he pulled me back and slithered his tongue between my cheeks. Holy!!! I shook my in delight.

He teased and licked over my fluttering hole. When his large tongue stretched my entrance, I moan abashedly on him, causing him to grunt in appreciation.

I used two hands at the base of his cock. He wasn't letting me focus enough to work him deeper. Though, I was already choking on him, which he seemed to love.

OMG he stabbed his tongue in and out of me!! Oh, oh! Yeeesssss!

He strong, wet tongue lathered and fucked my tender hole.

I was wrecked and writhing.

He pulled my body back again, causing me to lose my suction on him. He was too tall for me to reach when he sucked my dick back in his mouth- But just the head! It was as if... he was highlighting how small my dick was.. a cute, sexy little dick that barely had more than a very sensitive, swollen knob at the end, which was almost ripped off from the degree of suction he applied-

"Aauughhh, Brock!!!" I came with sharp, little jerks. My come collected on his tongue. I felt him swallow around me as he swallowed every drop.

Before I recovered, he pushed my body up like a toy and thrust his leaking cock in my mouth. He face fucked me how I craved, gagging as he hit the back of my throat early on in his length, a stark contrast to how he had just blown my world.

"Babe," he growled before his hand tightened in my hair, and he unloaded a come flood into me.

I swallowed what I could, barely keeping most of it in my mouth.

For his last few spurts, he pulled me off and shot right on my face!!

"Pet..." I mumbled as I collapsed against his thigh.

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