As the sun fell across his face, Jake slowly opened his eyes. Coming up foggily from his dreams, he scratched his arm lazily and then let his hand travel slowly across his body down his uninteresting body to where it found the main attraction--his rock hard cock which stood out from his body eleven inches and THICK. He grasped it with both hands and began to jack it slowly and lovingly. Simply put, it was the greatest thing about him. He didn't think he was much to look at and he had an average body but genetics had managed to bless him with a cock that belonged on a God. On top of that he had the libido of a 12 year old and he felt horned up all the time. For about ten minutes Jake teased and coaxed his monster until he came with a shuddering force, gasping and yelling as the explosion of cum went everywhere. Finally he sighed and let his satisfied snake curl up on his thigh, magnificent even in repose. After a little while he reluctantly got up and got ready for the day.
Jake worked at a cool place, a popular gay magazine. Unfortunately, Jake only worked as an office assistant there doing data entry. Jake had always dreamed of being a writer or a real reporter but he just didn't seem to have the talent or the drive. To be frank he spent more time playing with his cock than working on his writing. Still, his cock had gotten him action on occasion. He had a bit of a reputation for having one of the most amazing cocks in town and sometimes boys slept with him just to see if it was true (and it was true).
Tonight was Saturday, his favorite day of the week--the night he went to the bar with Marcus and some others so he could watch his crush, the porn star Trent Everett. Jake had always thought that Trent might like his monster, but he'd never gotten up the courage to talk to him.
The night had become a whirlwind of drinking and joking. Jake didn't remember much of it, until suddenly he found himself being egged on by his other friends while Marcus was in the bathroom.
"Do it! Do it! Do it!"
"I'm too shy!"
"I'll do it for you!" One of the guys reached over and tapped, horror of horrors, Trent Everett on the shoulder. Trent turned around. "Excuse me?" He asked in a bored voice.
"You see my friend here? Well," the guy said and leaned in, whispering, "He's pretty interested in you and if you knew what you were doing you'd take him up on the offer. He's got the biggest cock in this place and he knows how to use it!"
Trent stared at Jake for a moment as Jake quailed inside, and then he cracked a condescending smile. "Dude, I'm a porn star. I've seen lots of big cocks. I just don't really go for average Joes. Sorry." He then turned and walked away.
His blonde friend shrugged at them. "He's a total cock hound but he's SUCH an elitist. Don't take it too harshly, you're not a bad looking guy man." The blonde friend smiled at Jake and then went after Trent.
It was over for Jake though. The rest of the night was a drunken blur. Suddenly he found himself at home, on his couch, on the phone again.
"Back again, Mr. Brown? Still unsatisfied?"
Jake moaned. "Yes, yes! Please!"
"Are you still willing to pay the price?"
"Anything! Make me good enough."
"Then the deal is done!"
With that, the man hung up and Jake passed out.