I'm attracted to big guys. I always have been. There are three types that really get my dick rock hard. My first and favorite type is bodybuilder. I'm not talking your every day run of the mill gym bunny. I'm talking about a bloated huge bodybuilder. You know the type. He's the guy that uses every performance enhancer he can find whether legal or not. He struts around like he owns the gym.
My second favorite is very tall guys. I'm talking guys that 6'9" and taller. And the final type for me is the ex-college jock. You know the one. He was BMOC and was a big beefy jock. Now he's in his mid to late 20s and his metabolism has slowed down, and he hits the gym a couple times a week. He still eats and drinks like he is in college. Still hot looking but carrying an extra 20 or 30 pounds around the middle. And still a very big guy with a big beefy chest, broad shoulders and big meaty arms.
I almost forgot my favorite thing that ties them all together. I go wild over these big guys if they are packing or should I say, not packing a small cock. The smaller the better. I like seeing these big guys sporting 4" or less. It is so hot watching those big guys with those big meaty hands playing with their little dicks with two fingers.
Let me tell you a little about me and why these turn me on so much. I'm probably what most people would call average looks. I'm 5'9" and weight 175 pounds. I weighed 175 when I graduated and still weigh 175 today at 28. I don't have a twink body and I'm not real muscular. I hit the gym several times a week. I have dark hair and eyes. I tan easily. What really attracts people to me is the monster cock swinging between my legs. When you have a cock this big, it's hard to hide. I don't really try to hide it either. When I'm soft, my dick hangs 8". I have foreskin that covers most of my cock head. Plus, my dick is very thick, even when soft. When hard, my cock blows up to 12" and as fat as a beer can. I love public restrooms. And I really love the ones without dividers. I just pull it all out and stand there with my hands on my hips and let the piss fly. All guys look. They can't help themselves.
I travel frequently for work. When I'm out of town, I like to find a neighborhood gym instead of working out in the hotel. On a recent trip I went to workout at a neighborhood gym with gym bag in tow. I went in and knew this was the type of place I liked. It was kind of grimy with the smell of sweat and testosterone. I paid my guest fee and headed to the locker room to change. I found a locker in the middle so I could see everything. I pulled out my workout clothes and pulled off my work clothes. I stuffed my monster cock and balls into a jock strap. Then I put on my tight shorts and shirt. I headed to workout.
I scoped out the weight room. Just what I figured, there were several muscle heads there working out. I went over and started working out closest to the biggest one of them. I just needed to get close. The dude was ripe. He'd been sweating like a stuffed pig. And he looked like a stuffed pig. He was so roided out, which made him hot as hell. He wore spandex shorts and a string top. From the spandex I could tell there was no basket at all. It made my big boy stir a little. I sat down to do preacher bench curls next to him and said hi. He grunted back and I complemented him on his size. That kind of broke the ice. He flexed his bi's in the mirror in front of me and made sure I could see his size.
I proceeded to work out for a while. I made sure he was in my site. When he caught me looking, he gave me a big flex. After about 30 minutes I saw him pick up his stuff and head off to the locker room. I waited a couple minutes and then I went in too. He was sitting on the bench staring at his open locker. I nodded as I walked by him to my locker. Sitting there, his muscle gut looked amazing. It was big and bloated. I wanted to get my tape measure out and measure his girth. I got out of my clothes, wrapped a towel around my waist and headed off to the showers. First, I had to stop and piss. I put the towel around my neck and put my hands on my hips as usual, then just let it rip. As soon as the solid stream started, I saw my buddy out of the corner of my eye. He went to the urinal next to me.
I nodded at him when he got there. He couldn't help but stare at my cock. I get that a lot, but I wasn't ready for it this time. I just kept pissing and got a smile on my face. He kept on staring at my cock. Mind you, this dude was probably 6'2" and over 300 pounds. He's totally hairless and shaved from the neck down. Then I glanced over at him. There it was, the one thing that makes me smirk, was his puny little cock. Not only is it puny, it was hard as a rock now. That's it. I knew that I had him now. I shook the last drops of piss off my cock and looked at him. I mean straight into his face and said, "Do you like this?" He just nodded. I walked off and got on the scale. He followed me like a puppy dog. I weighed 175 like always. I got off and nodded for him to get on. And there it was. He did what he was told. I loved watching his girth waddle over to the scales. He weighed in at 330. I was in heaven.
I looked at him and said, "You wanna get out of here and go to my hotel?" He nodded and grunted yes. I sauntered back to my locker and got dressed. His little dick was still had when he went back and put on his street clothes which amounted to sweats and another string muscle shirt. I loved watching his big fucking hot body move. The size of that ass and those tree trunk legs. I will enjoy owning him tonight. I told him which hotel and we met in the parking lot.
When we got in the elevator, you could feel the sexual tension and the heat and testosterone. He took up so much space it was awesome. I could still smell the sweat on him. I knew his armpits were just ripe and hot. I'm so glad that I have great control over my cock. Otherwise it would be hard as a rock. I want him to be begging me for it. I don't want to show him just how interested I am. I leaned into him and whispered, "Kiss me now." He pulled me in closer and leaned down and met my lips. That was the hottest and wettest kiss I've had in a long time. It lasted until the doors opened on my floor. Since I travel a lot, they gave me a suite. We opened the doors and you could tell he was taking it all in.
As soon as we got in, I said, "Strip for me. I want to see that pathetic little dick of yours." He ripped off those clothes with those big meaty hands. I just watched. The puny little dick was hard as a rock. When he was naked, I said, "Damn, that is one puny dick. Especially for someone as big as you. He looked down with an ashamed look on his face, but he was still hard. So, I pressed on, "What is that, like 4"? Hold on, let me get my tape measure." I came back with the tape and put it on top of his dick. It was 3 ½ ". Damn, that is hot. I looked up at him and showed him the tape and said, "Damn. You are puny. That dick is little boy size. You must work out to try and compensate. If so, it's not working. Your dick is still puny as hell. You are going to be my pussy boy tonight." With that he flexed his arms for me.