Footlong Selfer / PART 2

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Footlong Selfer / PART 2

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Finally, part 2 of my true story, FOOTLONG SELFER.

I watched John as he fucked himself with his giant dong, listened
to him moan and wriggle with pleasure. Self love, to me, is one
of the most exciting ways to have sex, and observing this incredibe
narcissistic act left me with a raging hard-on.

Suddenly, he removed his thick cock from his ass, and threw his
legs in the air.

"I want you to fuck me," he said, as I stared at him, speechless.

Now, if this were a fictional tale, I would go on to tell you how I
fucked this 12-inch older guy silly. But the truth is, the offer came
as such a surprise, my dick went soft. It had never entered the
picture, this idea of my fucking him, and it truly threw me; I just
wasn't interested in that.

We found other ways, of course, to finish things up.

John and I saw each other several times after that. One of my
favorites was at my apartment, sitting across from each other,
and jacking off, with both hands, watching and not touching each
other. Very hot! We were silent the whole time. Incredibly
erotic, and we came at the same time.

As I had said earlier, I was always curious about his son, who
at that time would have been about 30 or so... He was living in
another room of the NJ house, but was never there when I visited.
The son owned two big dogs, who would come into the dad's room
to watch us having sex.

One day, I asked about his son. "Has he inherited your big dick?",
I said. "No," he said after a moment, "but it's large. More like yours.
Thick like yours, too."

Why I never asked him how he knew the details, I'll never know --
I wanted to hear more! But he was very hesitant to even reveal
this much.

After a while, listening to his personal problems caused me to pull
away from donkey dick John, and after throwing away his phone
number, I never saw him again.

But certain fantasies remain in my head, like watching the young
John, at home when he was 20, bending forward and sucking his
12-inch dick. Or, as I throw my own legs over my head and shoot
a huge load into my mouth, I think of young John's monster cock hanging
above his head, as he slowly lowered it into his mouth.

"The feeling," as John told me once, "is indescribable."


THE END.

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