Eyes closed, I placed my hands behind my head as I spread my legs. The door creaked swiftly as Larry slammed it open.
"Hey fairy, there's a leak I need to fix-" he started saying before he suddenly stopped himself, probably due to how inadequate he now felt before the biggest cock in the world. "Damn son, you didn't have to play hardball if you wanted it that much!" he purred as his footsteps got closer.
Hardball? Wanted it? I barely had time to open my eyes before I could piece out what he meant. Larry had grabbed both of my hands, and I felt fleshy silk rub against my unexpectedly minuscule cock. With no time to react, I felt him put his lips against mine, delicately kissing them as his beard rubbed my face. He pressed his bulge against mine, my puny nub fully hardened as his massive member began throbbing softly. Larry leaned into me as I reciprocated his kiss, welcoming the feeling.
My hands were freed shortly after we started making out, with Larry moving his towards my ass. He lifted me off my chair, as I placed my arms around his thick neck, and my legs around his sizeable waist, his taut shirt rubbing against my skin. We moved to the living room, where Larry sat down on my couch, the springs noisily making him more comfortable. I stayed on his lap, enjoying the warmth of his growing member.
I broke our kiss to gasp for air, the silk of his what-seemed-to-be-underwear overstimulating my little cock. As I panted, Larry looked at me with an air of concern. "Are you okay there, lil' fruit?" he sweetly asked. I tried answering him with all my being, but the only thing I could gasp was "I... I... I..." as his hardening tool made more of the textile rub against my nub. I gritted my teeth as my hands gripped his shoulders. Larry lifted me an inch off of himself, and pulled me back from his crotch. "Than... Thank you," I was able to let out as my nearing orgasm faded slightly. He pecked my mouth before beaming a smile at me, which I returned as my cheeks flushed, "You're so cute for a queer, ain'tcha?" He squeezed my ass before chuckling, "Now, where were we?"
When his face approached mine again, I blurted out, "Wait." His eyebrows raised in surprise. "Don't you hate 'fags'?" I asked him, confused by the dissonance between his words and actions. His head slinked backwards, eyes wide open. He shook his head, "Uh, well, uh- I just... Aren't those words hip an' all?" He must've been as shell-shocked as I was there and then, as he added, "That's what the last cocksucker in the buildin' asked to be called when we were havin' fun." He blushed a bit as he looked down, avoiding my eyes as he shook his legs anxiously, "An' I think you're... pretty darn adorable."
Hearing this, I scooted back closer to him, rubbing my small cock against his silk underwear, "Well- Ah- Just don't- Don't use those wah—rds with me, ohhhhhhh-kay?" He grinned, "I guess I won't," he kissed my lips once, "need to if," before kissing them another time. Our mouths glued themselves together as I started unbuttoning his shirt. Larry leaned into me, assaulting my tongue with his as he put more pressure on my crotch. His cock was stiffening, pleasuring mine as it grew. I moaned into Larry's mouth, unable to break our kiss short. I felt him smile as I exhaled air faster, which he answered by groping my ass tightly.
He kept on leaning into me, his huge dick hardening further. One of his fingers found my hole and started prodding it, entering my ass after circling it some. I lost control of myself as I undid the last button on Larry's shirt, his furry chest rubbing against mine. Part of his shaft was now out of his underwear, liberally leaking precum onto my stomach.
I came on his silk undies, but that did not stop him. He broke off our kiss and smiled at me, "Now that you're taken care of, is it my turn?"