As Joey laid there, face down barely able to breath, impaled upon Guy's massive member he thought about how he
had gotten to this point. He hadn't planned on being used by a big man like this, nor had he planned on the
physical changes he had gone through.
Guy's snoring rattled the windows and made it difficult for Joey to sleep but that rumble and the full feeling
he had in his ass did tend to eventually lull him to sleep.
As his breath was limited by the pressure of Guy's 400 pounds resting on Joey's back he thought about how much
easier it was for him to take Guy. His ass had widened such that his hips and love handles made it almost
impossible for him to sit in any chair with sides on it but the repeated pounding he got from Guy made the
cushion mandatory to accept him.
Joey felt Guy shift. His rod plowing deeper for a moment.
Joey had felt like he wanted more than just Guy. He had become extremely horny for cock and Guy was the man
for the job. There wasn't anyone else that could match his size, duration, and load but it was beginning to
get boring for him. Time after time. Often several times a day Guy would plow his ass and when he had dumped
his load deep within Joey's bowels he would pass out and Joey would lay there under the behemoth thinking
about his lover wishing for more.
Joey wanted different. He wanted variety. He wanted Guy to use him when he wanted but pimp him out when he
wasn't using him.
Joey needed more.