Nothing could prepare me for the beauty of whatever changes affected Larry's glorious monster cock. As I moved my head up, I was met face-to-cockhead with an inch-wide precum-spouting piss slit. It took nearly all of my willpower not to put my mouth against it right away, but Sir-- I mean Larry, had ordered me to look, not to touch. The foreskin covering his cockhead was thick, protecting the moist glans from being unwillingly stimulated. I let out a pathetic moan as I looked up his vein-covered shaft, its beauty causing another puny orgasm to shake my body.
Larry's pubes were well-groomed, but still plentiful. The root of his stupendous cock was surrounded by heavy curly hair, showing him to be a real man, and a really virile one at that. "Enjoying the view, faggot? That's only part of the package. Take my pants off." I obeyed, fearing whatever Si-- Larry would do to me if I didn't follow his instructions, but also because I wanted to see more. Swiftly, I helped him out of his pants, his mighty cum-producing orbs visible to me. Each of them was around the size of a fat mango, and covered in more pubes. The smell was too arousing, making me pulse under a dry orgasm that caused moans of pleasure and pain to escape from my mouth. "Lil' dick slut's puny balls are empty? You've probably written that in that dumbass journal of yours already. Some dumb shit like 'Dear diary, even though my small balls are always making me horny and hard and submissive and obedient for my super manly and dominant and horny daddy landlord Larry's muscles and His huge hole-stretching pornstar cock and massive balls that are always filling up with His delicious precum and cum, I can only cum a few times before I get dry orgasms that feel so good but hurt a bit' or whatever," Larry said, laughing as he looked at me panting from the pleasing pain I just felt.
He was right, or was he? Part of me was sure I wasn't feeling that horny for Si-- Lar-- Daddy Lar-- Larry before He'd just entered the room, while part of me was sure I'd always been obedient to what He'd asked of me since I'd moved into this apartment. It WAS his building after all, it was only natural for me to listen to Him...
My train of thought was stopped by another dry orgasm, the pain bringing me back into the moment. Daddy Larry was looking at me with a wide grin on his beautiful face, flashing His beautiful teeth at me. He opened His eyes wider for a second, leering at me. I knew what He meant by that. I think. My mind was focused on Dad-- Larr-- Sir's monster cock, which was still in front of me, yet small bits and pieces of what seemed like bygone pasts' memories kept popping up. Was my nublet ever bigger? Did I ever hate Sir-- Larry? These didn't feel quite right, but they felt real nonetheless. I felt a thick hand lightly tap the side of my mouth, "C'mon slut. Get on it. I'm fucking horny. Do you need me to read some of that pervy stuff you write to get you started? Or should I make up my own? 'Hi pervy book, I'm so happy the hot muscular daddy bodybuilding landlord Larry wants to have me suck Him off when his awesome massive balls are full of delicious cum. Since He accidentally got my buttplug or whatever delivered to Him, I've been trying to show Him my dick-sucking lips and plump bubble butt when He comes to do maintenance in my apartment so He can fill my holes with His huge addicting cock.' How does that sound, is that enough to get you started?" At this point, I wasn't sure if Daddy was saying this because he thought it was something I would say, or because it was something He wanted. But I was sure of one thing, He was inhumanely horny, and so was I.
"Mhm, sorry... Sorry Sir," I let out weakly. I licked my lips, tasting a bit of the exquisite precum I'd had earlier. They felt a bit thicker, I think. I focused back on Larr-- Daddy's cock, licking his piss slit and getting more of his sweet musky liquid in my mouth. A small shiver hit me, another dry orgasm. He chuckled, "You fuckin' love that, uh?" I whimpered in approval, I did love His precum. My asshole quivered, my small buttplug... keeping me stretched out a small bit? This felt new, but familiar. It wasn't unpleasant. My tongue was hard at work on Sir's glans, the precum pouring out of His slit seemed to intensify. He was groaning, moaning from the pleasure, "Yeah, that's a good start, cocksucker."
Honestly, as much as I was afraid of the next step, it went surprisingly well, even with the girth of Daddy's monster cock. Both my hands wouldn't fit around it, how could it fit in my mouth? It just did. I started to open my mouth wider to fit more of His glorious dick in my mouth. "Get it in, bitchboy, it'll fit. Yeah, just like that," he let out. The more cock I tried to put in, the more fit. My plump lips were stretched beyond belief, and soon, His dickhead was in. That was only a few inches of it, but it already felt otherworldly to have part of Master's hole-stretcher in my... The book! I had been so focused on Sir's tool that it didn't even register He had talked to it again! My ass throbbed as another orgasm hit me. More of my mouth stretched as I kept slowly putting more of Sir Larry's enthralling member in it.
"Fuck yeah, keep at it you slut," He moaned. "My tool's special, uh? Your cute lips getting stretched out, feels good, doesn't it? Never found out why, but it just does that. It sounds like something out of some of your dumb pervy stuff. It'd go all 'Hi diary, Larry's amazing dick is the best in the world. Whenever He puts it in some fag's holes, the hole it's in stretches and it feels so good for Him. Larry found that out when some fag wanted to pay a month of rent by getting fucked up the ass, but Larry wasn't a fag but He said yeah and then fucked the guy for hours. Now He loves the feeling of stretching some submissive and horny gay slut's throat and ass because it always feels super tight and good on His huge cock, which is why He loves owning an apartment building where lots of dumb and submissive gay guys live, like that pervert Jason with his small nub and that pathetic loser Greg since they all love to worship his super hot muscular body.' Yeah, that sounds like something you'd write, right?" Daddy described as he grunted, lost in the pleasure.
I'd put more of His hole-stretching cock down my mouth and throat as He went on. I was about halfway down Lar-- Sir's dick when my cocklet throbbed, a light amount of pain stunning me for a few seconds. Master looked down at me, enjoying seeing me make His tool disappear down my gullet. He was licking his lips, moaning and groaning frequently from the stimulation He felt. I hope He liked it. I was doing my best, even if it was only the... third... time I was sucking a cock? I think. Memories came to mind of Greg living on the floor above, or me sucking off Sir when I asked to move in, but they still felt partially not true. Like it wasn't the truth or something. Sir Lar-- Sir Larry came to me today to get sucked, so I should focus on pleasing Him. My hands were holding onto His very muscular legs. They had a lot of muscle, they were so big, hairy and strong, and hard to the touch. Master took both my hands in His, "You're obsessed with my thighs dickslut, I know. But your hands are better on my huge cum-factories, got it?" He was right. He moved my hands onto His balls, moving them around to let me know He wanted me to massage Him while I deepthroated Him.
They where churning cum and precum. They were so warm to the touch, vibrating as they were producing more of His essence. More of His hole-stretcher was down my throat, precum flowing freely into my stomach. I was a few inches away from His musky bush, moaning as best as I could to stimulate His fuckstick. Lar-- Mas-- Daddy was groaning loudly from the pleasure, I could feel His deep voice triggering another orgasm within me. It hurt a bit, but my body kept becoming hornier for Him.
"Alright you slut, I'll help you out," I heard. Sir placed one of His strong hands behind my head, and swiftly shoved the rest of His might down my throat. My nose was now resting against His pubes, with His musk becoming the only thing I could smell. "Mhmm, mhmmmm, aghhhhhh, mphang yoo maff-da fa-hee" I let out in pleasure.
Master took a deep breath, panting from how good His cock was getting messaged by my vocal chords. "Are you ready, cocksleeve?" He asked, before starting to facefuck me at breakneck speed. Feeling Him move His monster dick in and out of my throat like a piston was too pleasuring. Every other thrust, I could feel an orgasm hit me. I was having a hard time looking up into Daddy's eyes, but I could feel He was on the verge of talking about something. Maybe even ramble on.
He flexed His free arm, showing me how muscular His biceps were, before putting a hand on His nipple. He tweaked it, and I could feel His glorious fuckstick throb and precum flow into my stomach. He keeps his motions on, clearly overstimulated but fully in control of his orgasm, "Yeah, fuck yeah, you've got a tight throat you know that? Perfect for... my monster here. Really... hmm... happy you moved in, your dick's... oof... yeah...so small, makes it easy to put you in your... fuck yeah... in your place. That might even... ahh... be good enough stuff for... for your book, uh? 'Hey book, Master Larry fucks so good, He gives fags... hmmm yeahhh... He gives fags constant orgasms when... fuck... when He fucks them. He's like.... yeah... He's clearly better than me because of how big... hmmm... how big His cock is. He loves... ahhh yeah, just like that... He loves ordering me around and... uhhhh... today, He fucked my throat so hard He made me realize that.. fuck... that I felt super empty... I felt super empty... good stuff yeah, good throat... I felt super empty and useless without Him to... fuck... to... fuck... to fill my holes with His cock and... yeah... fill my holes with His cock everyday or Him telling me what to do. His cum is so great... yeah, fuck yeah... so great it makes me even hornier for Him.' Hmmm... Yeah, that'll be good stuff to read when you... fucccck... want to jerk off your nub." Master Larry just kept fucking my throat as He talked.
It just felt so good to listen to Him describe His fantasies for me. I felt like there was more to Him doing that, but focusing on anything other than His pleasure was difficult when He was filling me up, since He was giving me back-to-back orgasms. Before moving into Daddy Larry's building, I remember I was always feeling empty, unsure about what to do. His hole-stretching monster felt so good, I couldn't stop drooling while He was facefucking me. I was drooling everywhere, it was mixed with His precum on the floor, and whatever was leaving my mouth.
Master groaned, removed the hand He had on my head and started tweaking His thick nipples. "Keep moving, faggot. Keep sucking me... Ahhhh yesssss." I obeyed, keeping the momentum He had going, impaling my throat with His tool at the same rhythm He had. I knew He loved that. "Alright cumslut, get ready for it!"
I quickly made sure His entire cock was inside me, feeling it pulse against me. Cum kept shooting out of it straight into my stomach, filling it up with His aphrodisiac liquid. Every shot triggered another orgasm for me, making me groan in a small amount of pain. Daddy kept cumming for a few minutes, groaning and moaning all the while. His balls really did make a lot of cum...
When He was finished, He took His cock out of my mouth, and let it hang in front of me. "Turn around," He ordered, which I naturally obeyed. "You've got a great ass too, you know that?" He said with a chuckle as He lowered himself and slapped my thick cheeks, causing a loud moan to escape my mouth. He put His face next to my ear, so I could hear Him breathe and said "I'll fuck it in a few hours, that'll pay for another week of rent." My hole promptly opened up as I shook from another orgasm, my buttplug hitting the ground audibly. Master Larry was out the door, deeply chuckling to Himself in the corridor by the time I would stand up.
I looked around the apartment, already thinking about Daddy Larry's 'power tool' and how great it was to feel it in me. Putting my hands to my stomach, it seemed like it was bulging out at bit, probably from His cum, which was making me think of how to better please Him next time, and hiding part of my little nub as well. It didn't take a long time before I felt I was hard again, my cocklet brushing against my distended stomach. Noticing it felt like it was brushing against more of my belly than it should, that's when I realized...
Oh yeah, it was growing since I was alone!
Oh no, the book!