My small hand wasn't even close to wrapping around my thick chode. Steel hard, I was jerking off before coming to. Gushes of precum leaked from my fat, uncut dickhead, with loud wet strokes echoing throughout the room. Larry didn't care, his tool did the same all day long. Light assaulted my eyes as they slowly opened up, facing the TV. The porn Larry had put on earlier was still playing, a twink's ass swallowing up a thick dick with ease, getting plowed with wild abandon.
"Fuck..." I moaned, daydreaming of Larry's monster filling me. A surge of precum coated my hand; I licked it before resuming my strokes. My ass flexed against my plug, pulling it ever so slightly inside. Groaning, I stimulated my chubbed cock, licking my lips as I wished to kiss Larry's veiny dick for hours on end. My heavy balls throbbed as a heavy spurt of precum shot from my unwieldly girthy erection. The taste of it floating in my mind, I sat up on the couch, before diving tongue-first onto the wooden floor.
My hair reached my emission first, long locks spreading the salty goodness a bit further. I lapped what I could, savoring both my precum, and the ground Larry walked on. A piece of fabric caught my eye from under the coffee table, which I quickly grabbed. Soon enough, Larry's musk graced my nose, my free hand jerking my disproportionately fat dong as I sniffed Larry's jockstrap. I huffed, sniffed, licked, and kissed the underwear. I closed my eyes, lost in pleasure.
My phone pinged. And pinged. And pinged again. My fingers left my throbbing meat, as I blindly searched for my phone. I tapped a hand on the coffee table to no avail. Resigned to find my phone, I opened my eyes, parting away the strands of hair falling over my face. Placing both hands on the couch, I pulled myself up, my hefty cock tugging at my crotch.
Glancing around the room, I spotted my phone on the ground, next to one of Larry's gym bags. Stepping closer, I was hit with a another waft of his sweat, emanating from the used boxers within. As I leaned to grab my phone, I couldn't resist bringing the used underwear up to my nose instead, sniffing on it as my steel-hard dick throbbed and throbbed, demanding release. My heavy balls churned, ordered by my arousal. Larry's musk impregnated these boxers, as it did my brain. Another spurt of precum shot from my stiff shortie. I stifled a moan as I bent over to finally pick up my phone.
Holding it in one hand, I tried to move my thumb over to get past the lock screen. I paused for a moment, admiring my wallpaper: a short loop of Larry grinning through his salt and pepper beard as he lowered the camera towards his hairy chest and back up to his face. The yearning to feel it against my hole caused a moan to escape my mouth. I let go of his boxers as I held my large phone with both hands. Larry had bought me the XL version of this year's phone, his reasoning being that "he'd rather be found dead than buy anything average or small." He'd gotten a deal on buying two at once, and I would've been an idiot to pass over him giving me a new phone for free.
Now that I was able to hold my phone with both hands, I paused once again to admire the other background. Another loop, this one of my gaping hole, cum pouring out of it onto my huge balls, with Larry's cockhead resting between my plump, fat cheeks. My hole throbbed against my plug at the sight, my short, girthy dick flexing from arousal.
The notification sound played on my phone as it vibrated. I opened my text messages app, with six new ones from Larry. I tapped the conversation.
14:53 - Larry: im going 2 the hardwar store,,,,, b bak soon
15:31 - Larry: fuck,,, theirs a fagot wit long hair here and hes lookin at my (eggplant)
15:44 - Larry: the boy is all talk lol coudnt even take it in his (peach) or (mouth)
15:44 - Larry: look at this lol,,,,,,.
15:45 - Larry: (Video 1:21)
15:52 - Larry: i hope ure having fun,,, i no ure on the edge of ure seat haa ah a,, (banana) (sweat drops)
Curious, I opened the video, already excited to watch, seeing the thumbnail was showing Larry's hard cock over his shorts.
It started off with one of Larry's hands on the twink's head, holding his face against his cockhead. "Hmm, yeah kid, lick it good. That's some good jerking," Larry's rumbling voice moaned, "look Hole, he's trying his best." The guy moaned as he stroked my roommate's cock with his two hands, likely lapping up Larry's precum. "Faster bud, true sluts can multitask," Larry snarkily groaned, "hnnnggg, yeah, just like that, come oof, yeah, come on." Larry's grunts intensified as the guy sped up. "Yeah, fuuuck, yeahhh, fuuuuu-hnngg!" The massive cock throbbed as Larry thrusted into the guy's face, cum gushing onto the lucky twink. Ropes of cum dripped from his face, covering his shirt as a river of seed blasted out. Shocked by the volume, the guy barely drank any of Larry's copious load, cups of semen soaking into his work clothes. Larry squeezed his softening cock, pushing out the last of his cum straight onto the crotch of the dazed guy's pants. "Hope you don't have spares, bud. And tell Dusty I dropped by. He likes 'em eager like you." Larry then showed his face, grinning, "Cum for me, Hole."
I dropped my phone.
My balls throbbed in pain as I held my pulsing cock with both hands. Flexing my hole, I pushed my plug against my prostate as I fucked the air. "Fuuuckkk," I screamed, allowed release. My dick pointed at the floor, I shot a wad all over my hands. I used my load against myself, spreading it over my boner, slathering it in rhythm with my movements. "Ahhhgggg," another shot of cum. Thick, creamy cum. Not as great as Larry's, but still cum. Eager to milk myself dry for Larry, I kept riding the wave of pleasure, matching my thrusts with my shots. Fairly quickly, my oversized nuts had created a puddle of musky cum under me.
Blood never left my beer can-wide cock. It was the perfect size for one of Larry's thick hands to fully reach around. Thinking about him was all I needed to be hard. Just his name was enough. Larry. My dick throbbed in response. Larry. My hole flexed. Larry. "Hnnnnggg." Larry. Drool ran down my mouth.
A pinging noise rang from my phone, taking me away from my daydream. I picked up the over-sized device, admiring both my wallpapers. Opening my texts, I saw two new ones from Larry.
15:55 - Larry: im grabin diner 4 2day,,,,,, ur stil gonne eat 2 (eggplant) (sweat drops) (sweat drops)
16:17 - Larry: be home in 10 (Image)
The image showed Larry's naked crotch, thick hairy legs spread wide while he drove his pickup truck. His massive soft cock dangling off the edge of the driver's seat, just like his heavy, bowling ball-sized nuts. Right under were his shorts, with a small open book. Most of the text in the book wasn't legible, except for one line ending in “st-length hair” and another with “ways hard when”.
My hole quivered as I thought about licking and kissing his balls. Feeling his pubes against my face, smelling his musk... I stood up, shocks traveling down my legs as I kept stroking my girthy cock. Picking up Larry's used boxers once more, I sniffed them before putting them back into his gym bag. Buzzed from the earthy smell, I answered Larry's text with a selfie, putting 2 fingers in my mouth.
Waiting for him to come home, I went back to the living room, browsing my phone to pass the time.