I Won a Giant Man 06

Part of this final chapter was inspired by comments on previous chapters. Thank you!!

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For our next date, we went to a water park! I checked; the water slides didn't have a height maximum.

We finished the day on a double tube in the wave pool. It didn't hold his weight fully, so he just put his arms through it. To balance it, I actually laid fully in the donut hole.

Everything with Brock was a good time.

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Another weekday, when my entire family was out, I teased him all day long. Aaaall day long.

I didn't allow him to touch himself or come. It's not the longest he's ever gone without coming, but he was unraveling quickly.

I guess once he's had a taste of this ass...

A few hours in, I asked him to strip. I laid him down and rubbed myself aaaaall over him. I finished by rubbing my erection against his.

I was super turned on but even more so from how he was slowly losing it.

Then, I rested against the headboard and had him watch as I fingered myself. One, then two, then three fingers.

"You're going to need more than three of your tiny fingers," Brock gruffly reminded me.

I added more lube and twisted my arm to fit a fourth. This was more difficult than I thought.

"That's barely two of my fingers," he clucked his tongue.

"You're acting like I'm preparing for you," I taunted.

He gulped. "Aren't you?"

Of course it's for him, dummy! I shrugged, "I haven't decided yet."

"Uuugh!!"

I'd think that if he hadn't been edged for so long, he could probably think more clearly. I was... starting to have a similar problem. But I wasn't the one who couldn't come!

"Do you want to watch me come?"

"Against my better judgement, yes."

"So, I've been, um, looking at stuff online, since you suggested it." I went to my now favorite bedside drawer and pulled out a smal prostate vibrator.

"Is that...? You naughty sphinx!"

I flushed from embarassment and excitement. "It's my second favorite way to get off."

He gripped himself at the base and squeezed. It pulsed. "This being your first?"

I smiled and shrugged again.

"Don't tell me, it's some magical dildo first?"

I laughed! What was he even thinking?

I settled on my front on the bed. He sat on the floor at the end, leaning over the end of the bed on his arms, between my legs. Great view.

"Wait, flip over. I want to see your little dick twitching in excitement on your stomach."

"Okay." I did as he said, put a pillow under me to lift my hips, and spread my legs, so they were around him.

He really had the perfect view now.

"Can I put it in?" He asked hopefully.

"No."

He sighed.

I lifted a leg and rested it against his shoulder to open myself up. He kissed the skin of my lower leg quickly like a guilty child eating extra candy. I giggled.

I was easily stretched enough for the small device. It slipped in smoothly, as I had done many times before since recently acquiring it.

I held out the remote for Brock. "Make me come, pet?"

He snatched it from my hand like I would change my mind.

He started at level one.

"I usually start at a higher level."

"I'll work you up." His other hand smoothed over my skin.

Level two.

He kissed my leg again.

He looked at me with such heat in his eyes, it made me squirm.

Level three. There were ten levels. I usually started at least from three, but I was already so worked up, I had a feeling I wasn't going to make it very far at the pace Brock was going.

I skimmed my thighs and waist, Brock's intense eyes tracking every movement diligently.

Level four.

I smoothed over my nipples, rubbed them from the sides gently. Then, I pinched them until they turned a deeper color. Brock was salivating between my legs.

"Pinch your pink nipples again."

When I did, he increased to level five.

"Uchh!"

My dick did twitch excitedly. Brock's eyes were glowing. My giant was enjoying this.

I reached for my dick.

"Wait, don't. Can you come hands free for me?"

Level six.

I whined. "Okaaayyy."

His eyes darkened. I loved that look on him.

The vibrations pulsed deep within me to every nerve ending. I felt my prostate pulsing, if that was possible.

Level seven.

I couldn't keep my hips still. My hard on swung with my movement, barely brushing against my own abdomen.

Brock watched me without blinking.

I was writhing again in this sexy man's presence! I rubbed my nipples harshly. They were raw and hurt, but the pleasure was too good.

Level eight. The vibrator seemed to bounce off my swollen and sensitive gland.

"Aaah! Ah! Ah!!" My back arched. My hips lifted, and I came!! Waves of pleasure washed from my prostate throughout my body. The come ejected from me was messy across my chest. The last couple spurts drooled on my stomach.

Brock licked my leg with reverence, as if he wanted to lick me other places. I closed my eyes and imagined his wet, muscly tongue on and in me.

I breathed out unsteadily. After a few moments, I got up on shaky legs.

"Do you want to watch me shower?"

"No..."

Oh, okay, that was surprising. I turned around toward the bathroom. Did he... had he had enough? Did he not like this as much as I thought?

"I want you to keep your mess on you. If that's okay."

Oh! I turned back around towards him. "It'll be a little uncomfortable, but if that's what my pet wants."

"As uncomfortable as this?" He flexed his hips. His cock jerked.

Gosh, it was a deep purple. He was doing all this for me. My mouth watered.

He squeezed his base again. "I'm going to come from you looking at me!"

I'd just orgasmed, but it didn't sate me at all. I needed so much more. From Brock. My breathing, which had just normalized, quickened again.

"Brock."

He took a step toward me. Then another. He was really close now. He was like a furnace. The amount of heat coming off him was going to make me sweat. I couldn't help leaning towards him.

I palmed his abs. Lower and lower. Until my hand was between his muscles and his rearing iron, not an inch away. My pet had completely stopped breathing.

I pulled away, and air whooshed out of his lungs.

"Jasper, how much longer?"

I smiled at him and rummaged through my favorite drawer again.

I hid the item. "I'll be back in a few minutes."

He flopped on the bed on his back.

When I returned, his eyes were closed, but he wasn't sleeping. I crawled on the bed and ran my hand up his thigh.

Quicker than I could blink, he flipped me over in bed, but just as quick, he let go of me and loomed over me. Again, I could feel his body heat against mine.

I looked down the length of his body. His hard length hung heavy, almost brushing against me.

He shifted and bent to bring his head closer to mine. He brushed his lips over the crook of my neck, barely touching. Did he just smell me?

"I'm not touching you," He stated.

Okay?

He ghosted his breath across my skin downwards. He blew on my nipple!

Tricky tricky pet!

I arched up slightly, reeeeally wanting his lips on me there. He held still, and I brushed my nipple against him. He stuck his tongue out, and I did the same thing. This was almost worst! Uugh.

He moved down. Briefly kissed my hip bone and looked up at me. I shook my head with a smile. He ghosted his lips down until his mouth was right over my dickhead. He breathed over it. I flexed, and it reached up for him. He breathed and breathed.

I pulled on his hair to pull him up and away, but he kept teasing.

"Brock."

He finally relented. "What did you do alone?"

"Oh yeah, I'll show you."

I stood up, very shakily. I wasn't going to be able to keep at this much longer.

He sat on the bed watching. My man. My giant. I wanted his body crushed against mine. All over me. In me.

"I had to practice before having you in me the first time, so this is what I used."

I turned around and bent over practically to my ankles. I reached behind to spread my cheeks.

Brock made a surprised and appreciative sound.

I watched upside down as he was up and over to me in a single stride. He smacked my cheek!

"Brock!!" The wide girthed butt plug jiggled against my walls and prostate.

"No penalty." He countered, "There's no way I could humanly resist that."

I laughed and stood back up.

He rounded me. "Show me again."

I did.

"Jiggle it."

I did... Hmm!

"Pull it out. Yeaahhh. Past the ring. Fuck yes! Now, push it back in. Jasper, babe."

This was insufferable! I didn't know how much more I could take. I NEEDED his hands on me. All over me. Other parts of him in me.

"Do it again," he pleaded.

I stopped. "No." I turned around to face him. Well, his chest.

"Jasper."

"Hmm?"

"I'm nearing a breaking point."

"Oh?" Me too. Me too. Me too.

I walked closer, stopping in front of him, toe to toe.

"You know, I couldn't stop you if you wanted..." I looked up at him underneath my eyelashes.

"I'm hanging on by a thread," he warned.

I wanted to see him snap. I outlined his lips and trailed a single finger down his body, over a nipple, between his defined abs, and followed an invisible line from the base of his cock to the tip.

"Jas- per..."

"Yes?" I tickled his head with the single finger.

I could almost see the moment his control snapped. He lost it. YES!

He practically tackled me to the bed. That jarred the butt plug in me deliciously. His heavy weight on me was heaven!

He roughly flipped me over on my stomach. Hhhmmmm.

He spanked me, jarring the butt plug against me in a way I now craved. He slapped and swatted. He squeezed and jiggled.

Without warning, he pulled the butt plug out. "Ah, Brock!!" He paused where it was the girthiest at my ring to stretch it to the max. He jiggled it there, too. I moaned into my arms. He went in and out a few more times, again stopping at the point that stretched me the most.

"Okay, you're ready now."

He squeezed lube into my gaping hole. Then, he just held still, watching my opening, in appreciation.

He smacked his cockhead against my hole.

I reached back to grab his shaft from behind and thumbed his slit over and over, encouraging him.

He pushed and held my hand down on the mattress, lining himself up with my hole with his other.

He pushed into me. His length went on and on forever and a day. When he met resistance, he grinded against me until a new angle allowed him to progress.

Once inside fully, he gave shallow movements to secure the area for his cock.

He pulled my hips into the air and rammed into me!!!

"Brock!! Hmm!"

He plundered my ass, over and over. Our gasps and moans mixed together. I didn't know and didn't want to know where my body stopped and his started. His massive cock pulsed against my tight walls, simultaneously trying to squeeze him out and suck him in.

I felt him shaking behind me. He maulled my neck in the process. I was going to have marks all over me from this. I wasn't going to be able to walk for a week, maybe a month.

He pulled out, watching my tender hole appreciatively.

I could feel myself gaping. All I could do was whine.

"Need a sec." He squeezed and jiggled my ass cheeks as he liked to do.

I whined again.

He leaned down to more gently lick and kiss my neck and the side of my face. He rubbed his length up and down between my cheeks. I pushed back when he caught on my eager, puffy hole.

He pulled us on our sides and spooned me from behind. He slipped back inside me to languidly fuck into me. Maybe fuck wasn't the right word. He enveloped me, continuing sloppy kisses all over my skin and revenerently running his hands over me.

He increased his pace steadily, until he reached a point he couldn't thrust as well from that position.

Finally, he tossed me on my back, pushed my legs to my ears, and re-entered me.

"Y-yeee-uh-esss!!! Brock!!" I hiccuped in enthusiasm. I moaned in pleasure.

He pounded into me. It was the roughest he'd been with me. And I loved it. I lived for it.

His tree trunk of a length speared into me. I felt the pounding to my tonsils. I always wanted to be bred by this uncontrolled giant. Shivers wracked my body, signaling my impending-

"Jasper," his gravely voice shuddered as he gripped my dick to finish us off together.

The current of desire ripped through me. My entire body jerked with the release. Brock tensed, watching me the whole time his hot come coated my insides.

My orgasm was a blazing heat but an extra layer of warmth followed with it. Brock felt like... home.

I was sated but another need filled me. I gazed at his lips longingly and swallowed.

Brock noticed and froze, except for running his tongue along his gorgeously plump lips.

I briefly looked up to his eyes, which were boring into me, into my soul. I returned back to his lips. I was being drawn in. I inched closer without thinking about it. We shared our breaths. I leaned in and brushed our lips together. Barely. Just a whisper of touch.

My lips moved against his as I spoke gently with desire, "Brock, you may ki-"

He pressed his lips and entire body against mine. I could barely breathe. He kissed wetly. Sucked my bottom lip, grazed his teeth over it.

It was wet and sultry. I couldn't get enough.

We made out for what seemed like hours.

Until he got hard again and made love to me.

Once the dam was open, it flooded. Throughout the next day, we were constantly on each other's lips.

I loved his kisses. They were the best. I couldn't remember why I waited so long to do this.

After all day in the sun, which lead to refreshments inside, which lead to more kisses, which lead to a round and then two of him hard fucking me in the kitchen and bedroom, Brock rolled over, so he wouldn't crush me further. I laid on his broad chest.

His hands stroked over my skin lovingly. "Jasper?"

"Hmm?" I was sore with bruises all over my body, in the most satisfying way.

"Can I... would you mind if..."

"What is it, pet?" I kissed his chest.

"I want to visit you when we go back to university."

"Oh."

"Oh, okay, or oh, this is just a summer thing, so don't bring it up again?"

I rested my chin on my hands to look at him. "You're mine, so why would I let you go?"

He beamed.

"When my mind is recovered enough from you fucking my brains out, we can choose dates. I'll visit you, too."

"Love you," he said and pulled me in for another mind fogging kiss.

Only several minutes later what he said registered. I pulled back to breathe.

"You don't have to say it back. I just wanted to tell you." Brock rushed to add.

I giggled. "I want to."

He, a giant of a man, - my giant of a man - gulped waiting. His thumbs rubbed circles on my hips.

"I love you, too, Brock." I kissed him.

He flipped me over, his already hard again cock leaking, and pushed into me.

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The end.

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I'd been having some writers block lately (honestly didn't understand how real of a thing it is until I got it), but this story just kept writing itself. Hope you enjoyed it, and I hope everyone has the best summer!