Rugby Cock

You might remember me from "21 Year Old Virgin".

Kip took my virginity and taught me some valuable skills!

I am the 21-year-old, 5-foot-5-inch, 100-lb ex-virgin with pimples on my face. It's who I am.

Over the holiday break, I stayed with my sister and her new husband - they are both 25 years old and newlyweds.

Her husband is Reg - a rich fucker - I am sure it's the reason she married him.

I would have married him because he is a rugby hunk!

They moved into one of his family's homes in the UK - one with many hallways and powder rooms. Large place for their age - my sister was in her own zone!

Reg was an extremely attractive ex-rugby player in the UK - he injured himself, and it ended his career.

He's over 6 feet tall. 210 lbs or more. All muscle!

His shoulders are so fucking broad! He's like a wall.

His neck is huge. Just huge.

His chest fills any shirt he wears, and his nipples are always hard and poking through whatever shirt he wears.

His arms and legs are all thick. His dirty blonde hair covers more than just his head.

I've seen him in shorts, and he has a thick coating of hair all down his legs.

He has zero fat, and he has a tiny waist for his dense frame.

When I get a glance at his cock pushing on his trousers, it is sure huge-looking!

I want to suck his cock!

I am going to suck him!

I walked right up to him, as his dad wandered off. He and my sister were hosting a sizable garden party.

I boldly asked, "Does my sister still suck your cock now that she married you?"

He was shocked, almost spit out his drink, yet he answered.

"Not since our honeymoon."

I said, "I figured. She told me she hates the taste. Me, I love the taste."

And I walked off sipping my drink.

The first time I sucked him, I followed him into a powder room.

I barged in behind him.

I closed and locked the door.

I told him, "Go ahead, pee before you are too hard to pee."

I hopped onto the counter and sat while I watched his monster of a cock piss a river of piss.

I asked, "Fuck, how thick does your monster cock measure?"

He just casually said, "My shaft's five inches round, and my bellend's six inches round."

As he stopped pissing, I told him, "Don't shake it off!"

Then I hopped down and knelt.

He didn't need to be told to turn my way, and he proudly presented his cock.

I pulled his trousers down and grabbed his thick monster of a cock!

I licked under his monster cock.

I licked from the middle of his low-hanging balls up his thick shaft and then twisted my mouth onto his monster cock head.

He clearly enjoyed it. He grabbed the back of my head and moaned.

I stopped sucking and told him, "My sister is fucking crazy! I would suck your cock multiple times a day!"

I stretched my mouth around his huge, thick cock.

He was moaning as someone tried to open the powder room door.

I intensified my efforts, and he was forced to muffle himself!

And then I pulled off his cock.

He looked confused!

I said, "We are in a marathon, not a sprint. I tucked his wet cock back into his trousers. I stood up and said, "Find me later. I am hungry for food."

And I left him in the powder room, hard and frustrated!

Myself, fuck I was worked up. His cock gave me pleasure in ways I had not experienced. It took all my will not to finish him. To swallow his huge load.

My cock was hard and leaking!

I tasted his cock for the next hour, and I stayed hard. It was difficult to hold conversations.

Reg snuck behind me and poked my asshole with a finger. He said, "You will finish my blowie. Third floor powder room. Ten minutes."

I waited fifteen minutes before I ascended the stairs and casually walked into the powder room, closed the door, and locked it.

He was leaning on the counter, trousers down to his ankles, and was stroking his huge cock.

I walked up to him, swiped some pre-cum from his tip, and licked my finger.

I sat in the chair and kept watching.

I said, "I like your technique."

He moved over to me, and his cock was at the perfect height to measure up to my mouth.

I grabbed his cock, forced it into my mouth. My cheeks were stretched beyond their capacity.

His pre-cum was thick, salty, and easily slid down my throat!

He gently faced fucked me; I could not breathe, and yet I wanted him to unload into my throat.

I thought - yup, finger his ass!

I quickly found his hole, shoved a finger up, and quickly found his prostate.

He drowned me with his huge load.

He came so much. He jetted 8, 9, 10 times before I retreated my mouth to enjoy the continuous flow of sperm from his deflating cock!

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We met up with my sister afterward on the back patio and, in a witty, nonchalant way, she said, "I hope my brother got you off good. I am ok with you using his mouth for a good blowie. Use someone else's and the divorce will be ugly! Just as long as I get off every night and I don't have to suck your cock, I am good. Oh, if you want to use his ass, I am ok with that. If his ass can handle you!"

She kissed his cheek and wandered off.

I said to him, "She will make it very ugly - I know her!"

"Do you mind if I stay through New Year's?

He smiled - he rarely smiles - he said:

"Shaun, you might as well move in. You can transfer to the local uni, and I'll have your stuff sent over."

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