My Merchant Marine
I suppose by some counts, I haven't been with all that many different
men, having stopped when I reached 200. One man, however, stands out in
my memory as having the biggest cock I'd ever seen up close and personally.
Mike was a Merchant Marine who was back in town for a brief stay before
shipping out again. I had just broken up with my partner and was feeling
pretty low. I was sitting in a booth at the nightclub I frequented sipping
on my screwdriver. He saw me sitting there and sauntered over sitting
across from me on the bench. I barely noticed him at first until he
said hello. I looked up and there was this 6'1" tall man with a strong,
muscular body looking at me with the kindest smile I had seen in a long
time. His musculature was that of a man who had worked himself into
peak shape, not in a gym, but from sheer manual labor. His arms and
chest were taut and thick, covered in a dark mat of hair.
He introduced himself and said that I looked a bit blue. Without realizing
it, I gave him the full rundown of my breakup. He listened attentively
and even touched my hand a couple of times in consolation.
He asked if I would like to go someplace quieter to continue our conversation.
I said how much I appreciated his listening, but that I was just about
to go home. He said we could talk there as well as anywhere else.
Being incredibly lonely and his being such a good listener and so
amazingly handsome, I said that this would be fine. He followed me to
my house and we sat in my living room. I got two beers out of the refrigerator
and sat down next to him on the sofa. We chatted for awhile longer,
and without warning, I realized that just looking at this gorgeous man
got me hard as a rock. He must have seen the lust in my eyes because
he leaned over, put his hand on my hand and kissed me on the lips. His
kiss was a combination of satin and sandpaper, with his stubble grown
in from just one day of not shaving. His lips were warm and soft. He
put his hands on my shoulders and drew me into his arms. He began touching
my chest and shoulders, letting his hands wander farther and farther
down my body, finally reaching my rigid cock. ] I began touching him
in the same way, feeling his hard nipples and his thick arms that stretched
the fabric of his thermal shirt. My hand slid over his rippled abdomen
finally resting on his mounded package. What I found there was a semi-erect
dick that seemed to completely fill the front of his pants. I sat up
to undo his pants. He opened his 501s exposing his bright white briefs.
There didn't appear to be enough room for the monster he was about to
pull out of his jeans. As he pushed his hand into his cotton pouch,
he pulled out the largest cock I had ever seen in my life.
As he released the dragon to the air, it slithered over his jeans,
over the edge of the couch to rest half way down the cushion of the
sofa. He leaned back so that I could get a full view of this beautiful
creation. For several seconds, that must have felt like hours, I just
stared at the thick slab of meat wondering what I could possibly to
do take that into my body. It was at least 10 inches in length and 7
inches around and it wasn't even fully hard yet. As I grasped it with
my hand, my fingers were far apart, not able to touch one to the other
around the ever-increasing girth of the shaft.
I started stroking it, first with one hand, then with two. He started
getting fully hard and the thing started to get bigger. He took my hand
and asked me where my bedroom was. I led him down the hallway to my
king-size bed. He gently laid me on the bed and slowly leaned over me
until he was lying on top of me. He cock snaked between our bodies,
feeling warm and alive. We both fully climbed onto the bed and removed
the rest of our clothes. He was incredible. Every part of his body was
beautiful and bronzed, hairy and hard.
He lied on his side holding me as we kissed and rubbed against each
other. I could wait no longer. I had to feel what that cock felt like
inside me. I slid down the bed and clasped onto his thick schlong. I
placed the cock-head at my lips and pushed my head forward onto as much
of the length of it as I could. With the combination of girth and length,
I had to use both hands and my mouth to completely engulf his cock.
I began the rhythmic piston-like motions of pleasure. He leaned back,
enjoying the sensations of wet and warmth I was providing. Soon, however,
my jaw was aching from the huge stretch it was making, so I began licking
his shaft and enormous balls. I flicked my tongue under his ball sac
and worked my way down to his ass.
"Most men can't take me, so I've learned how to be a bottom, as well."
Mike said. Without any more encouragement than that, I rolled this Herculean
man on his side and prepared to enter him from behind. He lifted his
muscular ass to provide me adequate access to his pleasure hole. As
I penetrated him with my thick seven inch cock, he moaned with genuine
desire.
We began our rhythmic dance together, feeling our bodies and our heartbeats
in concert. It wasn't long before I could feel the surge of my orgasm
wanting to begin. I knew that if I came then, I would not be able to
take his dick into my ass, so I withdrew for a few minutes. As I lied
on top of him, he rolled over so that I was still on top of him, only
now we were facing each other. I took the lube on the side of the bed
that I had used for our previous joining, and spread it liberally over
his manhood and my ass, fingering myself, trying to open myself as much
as possible for the next phase of our passion. I sat up on his hips
and placed the tip of his meat at my asshole.
Slowly, I started gyrating my hips, sitting lower and lower on his
shaft. The head alone was opening my hole wider than it had ever opened
before. The sensation was overwhelming. The mixture of pleasure and
pain was indescribable. Soon, I was sliding lower and lower onto his
enormous cock. It was filling me in a thousand ways that I had never
before experienced. When the full shaft was buried inside me, I began
riding him like the bull that he was. He started slowly, but soon, he
was thrusting violently upward, saying that few men had been able to
take him before. He had wanted to fuck someone for so long, but he had
been giving up hope.
I was being ripped apart by his repeated entry, but I was so enthralled
by our passion, the pain was barely perceptible. After changing positions
so that he could bury his dick deep inside me while lying across my
abdomen and chest, my legs high over his shoulders, he began pumping
in earnest. He was kissing my lips and face and neck. His thrusts became
almost violent as I felt his dick enlarge even further in preparation
for his spewing seed into my ass.
With a series of animalistic grunts and groans, he shoved his monstrous
cock deep inside me and showered my internal walls with his cum. Volley
after volley of his ammunition warmed me and coated my insides, spilling
out onto my ass and the sheets below. As he continued to slide in and
out of me as he came, I felt my own orgasm imminently rising. From depths
I had never before felt, my cum began blasting the space between our
bodies, covering our stomachs and chests, coating our bodies with my
hot, viscous fluid. Finally, he pulled out of my body very slowly, laid
next to me and kissed me deeply. He wrapped his enormous arms around
me and we drifted off to sleep.
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