If you're looking for an in-depth story of romance and the promise of well-documented sexual intercourse over a lengthy five+ pages, look elsewhere. This is a stroke fantasy involving a man with an unnaturally large cock and an improbable amount of stamina and control. This story contains instances of Gay Male, exhibitionist & voyeur, and group sex. All characters are over 18 and the character descriptions are not intended to reflect real-world individuals. If they match real people, that is unintentional. If any of the themes here bother you, look elsewhere.
Otherwise, enjoy:
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James is the de facto ruler of the neighbourhood HOA. He has a harem of willing participants that he pleasures near-constantly. Every woman on his street of legal age begs to have his cock, and he gives it to them willingly. But sometimes, his appetite lingers elsewhere, and his cock demands something tighter than pussy...
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James strolled out of the shower of his mansion on the West Coast, glancing out the open window at the clothing-optional beach beyond. When he became the leader of the HOA, he petitioned the City council to privatize the beach along his side of the street. Once his petition was granted and the rights to the beach were authorized, he made it abundantly clear that swimsuits were now banned along his property line, in addition to about five other houses on their street, all of whom belonged to women he had access to, including Meredith, Sandra, and the whores, Lana and Lilly.
As he dried himself off, he strolled through the house, completely naked. He lived alone and thus had no reason to put on clothes unless he needed to out and do stuff in town. Otherwise, he was like the handsome mortal, Adonis. His cock swung as he moved, bouncing from one leg to the other. His balls dangled underneath, and he felt them getting heavy with cum. He needed to fuck someone, but who? Despite having an entire neighbourhood of sluts and whores to fuck, today was not a good day.
Jo and the twins were attending college, and Meredith was at work. Sandra was getting a medical exam done...James paused a moment before he remembered he had never used condoms, which made him grin that he likely had a little bastard growing inside of his first slut.
As he contemplated who to invite over to fuck, a sight drew his gaze. He looked out the window and saw to his delight, someone unexpected. Running along the beach wearing nothing but a pair of sports sandals, was a pair of twinks. He watched as the thin twenty-something boys ran, their cocks bouncing between their legs, their firm asses and light muscles glistening with sweat. James felt his cock get hard at the sight of such beautiful fucktoys.
He quickly rushed to his closet and fetched a pair of button-down shorts, slipped them on and made his way out the patio door and down the steps onto the beach. He flagged the boys down as they stopped for a breath. The two boys turned and grinned as James approached.
"Hello, boys. Nice day for a run, huh?" James said as he got within a few feet.
"Yeah, we decided it was time for a skip day!" Said the taller of the two, a neck-length blonde-haired beauty with green eyes. James saw that his nipples were pierced, as was his bottom lip.
"And what, may I ask, are you skipping?" James asked, taking a step forward.
"School!" said the shorter one, a short-cut black-haired cutey with guy-liner. He had a neck tattoo in the shape of a scorpion, his lips coated in some kind of grey lip balm, "Our professor's been riding us so we thought we'd ditch class and have some fun."
"You up for some extra fun?" asked James, reaching to grab the blonde's cock, only for him to take a step back.
"We have boyfriends!" Said the blonde.
"And how big are your...boyfriends?" asked James, grinning knowingly.
"Seven inches." Said the blonde.
"Eight and a half inches!" Said the raven boy.
James laughed out loud. "I've got them both beat!" he said, gripping his mound for the boys, who looked down and saw his outline.
The Blonde gulped as the raven boy inclined his head, "By...how much?" he gulped out.
James smirked and undid his shorts, letting them fall for the boys. His fifteen-inch cock sprang free and nearly hit the two boys. They stared, open-mouthed, at the magnificent phallus before the raven boy dropped to his knees and gripped James' cock, bringing it to his mouth and planting tiny kisses along the shaft before he stood up the pulled James to him.
"Fuck Jack!" He planted more kisses on James' giant pec, saying, "I want you, big man!"
"Evan!" Said the blonde, "You can't just ditch Jack for this...hunky god! He'll be devastated!"
"Let him be devastated, Clay!" Said Evan, circling James' nipple with his tongue, "I want to know what a cannon feels like inside me! And I know you do, too! I know Matt will never compare to this weapon!"
Clay looked from Evan to James, to James' erect monster cock, before he moved with the grace of a gazelle and plastered his mouth against James' unattended nipple. James grinned as he clamped his hands down on the twinks' asses and with a powerful lift, hoisted both boys off his nipples and over his shoulders. He then turned and went into his house, leaving his shorts behind. He wouldn't need them again.
