Rodney

Mel

The story with Tony’s brother Mel was way different.

At this point I was beyond being surprised at how many quietly well-hung guys were out there, and beyond being surprised at how many of them either felt awkward because of their size or unsatisfied sexually because they tended to scare their partners.

But Mel was definitely a new twist to that story.

Mel seemed to be a happily married man, with no streak of gay in him whatsoever, so of course I was surprised the first time Rodney and Tony had me service Mel.  What I hadn’t known was that the one glitch in Mel’s marriage was sex, with Mel wanting way more, and his wife simply unable to take it (or at least unwilling to get there).

So of course Rodney ventured in to fill that gap, with me.  And Rodney continued to be kind enough to me personally that I didn’t really mind the times that he seemed to be on a mission to get me to help me conquer my pussy, together with him, as he would say.  That devilish smile of his always got me to say yes.

But damn.  Mel was enormous.  Even in a world where I seldom ever dealt with a dick less than 9” long, or almost that long around.

Mel’s soft dick hung at least hallway down to his knees, and his balls seemed like tennis balls.  Hard he was easily over a foot long, and too thick for me to get my hand around. 

Plus he was well-built, muscular, and way too masculine for me to ever believe he wasn’t always happy to show off who was in control.

All the more reason why Rodney took on the challenge, with Tony encouraging him every step of the way.

What became most surprising was how Rodney succeeded in getting Mel’s wife to get excited about the whole thing as well, even if it was possible to rationalize that her sex with Mel became more calm and satisfying to both of them now that he got his deep satisfaction elsewhere, even to the point that she wanted to join in as well.

Of course that didn’t happen immediately.  On the sly both Rodney and Tony helped Mel nail me harder and harder.  I sometimes couldn’t help but cry, and seriously was sore for a day or two afterwards, but afterwards Rodney always somehow made it up to me, and the whole group of Tony and his disciples almost nightly tied me up and used me very gently, so it was hard not to be willing to deal with at least a bit of pain every now and then.

The harder it seemed Mel would fuck, the harder he would cum.  Sometimes I was worried I might never be able to bring my gaping bred hole together any more, but Rodney and Tony both worked with me so somehow I did.

And of course the more I got through it, the more I looked forward to it.  Gary and Rick eventually learned about it, as did Tony’s boys.  They had seen and heard of Mel.  So they were also impressed.  And Rodney and Tony were so proud of me, especially as Mel was more and more impressed, and even fucked me a bit less violently, enjoying it more and more since he knew I’d never say no.  His balls banged against me so hard they almost made me sore at times.  His cock slid in deeper and deeper, even seeming to make a noise I had never heard before as his pubes rubbed against my hole.  I couldn’t even imagine how deep inside me he was.  The man was a fucking horse.

And the cum never seemed to stop gushing, as both Rodney and Tony made sure I cleaned the man up, to the last single seed, often joining in themselves as well, which I shamelessly couldn’t help but love.

But then Mel’s wife showed up, at first curious as to how I did it, how it was that the sex she was getting had become so manageable for her, and so enjoyable.  And of course she wanted to see her beast at work, even if, or maybe especially because, he wasn’t attacking her.

It all seemed a bit crazy, but their marriage was somehow even better now, and she increasingly watched in amazement at how hard her man could fuck, so of course she wasn’t about to say anything to anyone.  In fact, she started egging him on even more than either Tony or Rodney, as one more little secret emerged:  the woman also never had a liking to cum, no matter how much Mel had wanted her to, and no matter how many times she had tried to please him by tasting it…

So now she could share his desire to feed his cum, to what she would increasingly call Mel’s little manwhore.  And of course Rodney found a new opening there as well, to the point that Rodney and Tony succeeded in getting me involved with Mel and his wife together, worshipping his cock as he quietly bred his wife, then both of them enjoying watching me clean up all the cum he’d shoot all over the place.

With her satisfied, and him getting into having her watch me help them, Mel would get hornier and hornier, and she would watch to make sure she would wear him out, even if it was by using me.

Fuck.  Mel’s fat dickhead would go through at least 3 shots before he was even spent, even more every now and then. And increasingly Rodney and Tony would get involved as well:  making sure I licked her clean, making sure Mel was nastier and nastier to me, even getting his wife to hold Mel’s massive tool as he pissed down my throat.

And I was increasingly the lowliest slut in the room.  Mel would kiss her tits, then bite mine.  He would lovingly rub his cum-covered dickhead on her pussy, then both of them would push my face into it, smiling as my cum-covered face emerged, eventually even egging on both Rodney and Tony to fuck me as well.  If he ripped my hole because he fucked so hard, she would kiss him passionately.

I would leave exhausted, without exception.  Rodney increasingly worked on seeing myself as teaming up with both him and Tony to beat my cunt up, as they said it needed.  Even that increasingly seemed to work, with Rodney increasingly impressed at how much my pussy was opening up.

Initially he’d just eye it.  Before long Rodney was grabbing it.  Gently at first, but then more curiously pulling at the sides as it gaped.  Smiling lustily at me.

Tony caught him.  And joined in more quickly than I expected.

It really wasn’t that hard to imagine what was going to follow…