Marble Phallus

Recently I was browsing aimlessly through an outdoor flea market where the general public was trying to get rid of their old china, clothes, lamps, and assorted junk. Most of the tables were piled mile high and I didn't feel like rummaging through any of the stale, dusty crap.

One thing did, however, catch my eye. Discreetly placed behind one of the tables was a marble phallus. A magnificent fifty centimeter stiff cut cock, ten centimeters in diameter sculpted out of calacatta marble, white with hints of gray veins in the stone. It was not polished slick, just smooth. The cock rested on the base of the sculpture that was a realistic ball sac containing two huge nads. The sculptor had also included some veins in the cock shaft which added to its realism. Damn, I got a chubby just looking at it.

The seller was a portly, hairy bear about fifty five years old, six foot, two hundred twenty pounds with a nice bushy beard. He caught my fancy as well as the sculpture. I asked him what he wanted for the sculpture.

"Sculpture?" he asked and looked bewildered.

"Yea, the sculpture behind the table," I responded.

"Oh", he glanced down and chuckled heartily, "sculpture is a rather euphemistic term."

I asked him why he wanted to sell it. He said that he had recently moved in with his new girlfriend and that type of "art" didn't really fit her decor. He laughed and he wasn't sorry to get rid of it because he didn't really need it standing around to point out the comparison to his own equipment.

He asked me why I was interested in it. I told him with a smile that I thought it would make a great paper weight for my desk. I inquired about the price and he told me he would sell it for fifty Euros. I told him that was a little steep, but he defended the price saying it was only a little over a Euro/centimeter, not counting the value of the glorious "base" of the "sculpture". I haggled a little and got the price down and we made the deal.

I leaned down to pick the phallus up to take it home. Just feeling the cool, thick marble cock in my hand was a turn on and I was suddenly lost in the experience. My hand was slowly stroking up and down the length of the phallus and my cock and hole were twitching. The seller chuckled and softly said, "This is a family market sir, I think you should at least get it to the car before you get off on it".

I asked him if there was any reason why it should be sanitized before taking it into my house. He chuckled again and responded...."let the buyer beware,"...then seriously said "I can assure you that none of my ass juice has ever been on it," and boxed it up for me.

I unboxed the phallus in the car and set it on the passenger seat. Damn, it made me horny just to look at it. Driving home, I couldn't keep myself from stroking the sculpture and rubbing my crotch. Again, I was totally lost in the experience and not paying any attention to my surroundings. I stopped at a red light and looked at the sculpture and stroked it lovingly. The driver's tinted window of a black pickup truck next to my passenger side suddenly rolled down and the driver gave me a big smile and a thumbs up sign. My first reaction was to be embarrassed, then I decided to go for it, I stroked the cock, leaned back in my seat and said "Aaahhhh!"

The driver started laughing and said "Nice cock you got there, does it shoot lava!"

Now, I took real notice of him. He looked to be about thirty five years old, with a medium-length blond beard, mirror sunglasses, an Atlanta Braves cap on and a killer smile. "By the way, it looks like mine", he said and I smiled and licked my lips.

The light changed and he drove off ahead of me. I changed lanes and got behind him. After about a half kilometer, he tapped his brakes twice, turned on his right hand blinker three times and a little further down the road, turned into a Home Depot parking lot.

I followed him to a far deserted corner of the parking lot and backed into the space next to him so we could stay in our vehicles and talk. "Nice cock you have there,really rock hard," he chuckled and I stroked the marble phallus. "Interested in flesh versions?" he asked.

I licked my lips and said "You bet".

"Hop in", he offered.

I climbed into the passenger side and the cool air conditioning felt good. He was wearing a black tank top which showed off his muscular arms and chest. He was covered in blond fur and my cock was already straining my shorts. He was wearing tight denim shorts with a big package straining the crotch. His legs were also covered in curly blond fur. And the detail that really got my juices flowing was a big gold wedding band on his left hand, A horny married hunk, yes!

He opened his belt, shorts and zipper and exposed his hard cock, straining through a Bike brand jockstrap. I leaned over, sucking his big, thick cock through the gauzy material. A masculine aroma of ball sweat hit my nose and we pretty much moaned in unison.

He slipped the jockstrap down and I got a good look at his fine rock hard cock, cut seventeen centimeters, with some veinage, resting on two apricot sized balls covered in blond fuzz. I sucked it into my mouth greedily, taking it all the way down until my lips and nose were tickled by his bush and ball fuzz. My mouth and throat were filled out nicely by his juicy rod and my cock and hole twitched.

I caressed and squeezed his full balls and he said "Yea, they are fucking full, the wife's been on the rag for the past week......fuck yea! deepthroat it, cocksucker". I was bobbing up and down feeling the big head ramming deep on my throat. "Fuuuuuck yea he moaned", and he unbuckled my shorts and started stroking my hard cock.

I licked up and down his shaft and started licking his fuzzy balls and tea bagging them. "Aaaah, fuuuuck, yea!...suck my nuts!" His furry, full nads were driving me crazy and I continued burying my head longer down, licking his hairy taint and getting a heady whiff of ball and ass sweat. He was steadily stroking my cock which was about to shoot and I moved his hand away to avoid cumming. He teased my hole with his meaty middle finger and I squirmed and pushed my ass against his finger. He inserted it and gently finger fucked me steadily.

I focused on his cock, holding it in my throat and sucking hard. We were both bucking, me against his finger and him against my mouth. "Fuuuck, I'm cumming he roared, aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!", and he shot eight loads in my throat and mouth. I was gagging and his hot jizz was squirting out the sides of my mouth. He held my head down and continued to face fuck me. He stroked my cock and finger fucked me until I shot my five ropes of cum. We both collapsed moaning and panting.

I swallowed his cum and licked my lips and chin. He scooped up my cum from the leather seat and licked his hand. He leaned over and fed me my jizz in a messy sperm kiss.

I drove home caressing the sculpture and thinking about that hunky, married stud....my cock was stirring again.