As I became more confident, I also became more daring. I dispensed with my jockstrap and let my enormous penis hang down below my shorts, risking being arrested. I didn't give a fuck. Most women would look away, some had a closer look. Guys, for the most part, ignored me. I bought some tight red spandex, that showed my manhood off even better, especially as the shiny material gave me an erection. Now men and women REALLY noticed. Back home, I wanked through the fabric, putting a white cum stain in the front. I never washed them.
One day I had a text Luther, 'I'm meeting up with Ross on Saturday afternoon, how about a threesome?' It then occurred to me that we could fuck Ross at the same time, one in each hole. I suggested it to Luther, who thought it would be fun.
Ross had taken to wearing make up, crimson lipstick and mascara, along with his short skirts, silk panties, stockings and a suspender. I asked Luther which hole he preferred, "I'll take his ass, then we'll try it the other way round." In bed, Ross insisted on staying dressed, if that's what you call it. We had a three way kiss and Luther and I stripped. Ross knelt and gave me head, leaving a lipstick mark about three inches down. On the bed, we made out, I insisted on sucking Luther's cock, leaving Luther licking fanny juice. Ross put more lipstick on my pole, maybe 4" this time. It was awkward to fathom out how to go about it. In the end, Ross impaled himself on Luther and I penetrated Ross's ass. I could feel Luther's dick through the wall of Ross's vagina. We couldn't work out how Luther could ride Ross while I pounded him. In the end we gave we gave it up as a bad job. Luther still fucked his pussy, while Ross frigged his clitoris, and I fucked his ass afterwards, Ross had cum running out of both holes. I later thought about it, The only way he could have us both at the same time, was if Luther had his ass, and me his fanny. The next time I saw them, we tried it and it worked, so much so that Ross squirted some sort of cum.
Once we had recovered, we did it again, Luther shagged his bum, then I ate the cum left round the hole before fucking his vagina. Ross orgasmed several times during the day.
Back out jogging my dick now hanging down like a third leg, I had to stop to adjust myself. In doing so, two or three inches of cock were above the waistband. I started running again, only to find that my shorts were effectively wanking me, great fun. As I neared my climax, I stuffed my dick back inside and watched my cum ooze through the material. More mess.
I started a new job, working in a hot factory, making car components. We had to wear dark brown overalls, and as it was so hot, I wore no clothes underneath. We had to work fast to keep up with the conveyor belt. At break time I went for a piss, proudly letting my dick hang loose as my hands were dirty. A colleague came and stood next to me, took one look, and let out a low whistle, "Where the fuck did you get that fucker from?" "Want to hold it?" The guy washed his hands and gripped my cock, making it rise to it's full 11". "Bloody stroll on, you lucky bastard." "Not really, girls run a mile and even gay guys struggle, believe me." "Me and my boyfriend would give it a go. The least we could do is suck you off." "You can do that at lunchtime, if you want meet me here at 1pm." We met back in the toilet at lunchtime and went into a closet. He sat on the toilet and pulled my whopper out, "Jesus fucking Christ, it's huge." He held it with both hands and sucked the last two or three inches, I didn't tell him about the amount of semen I produced. Some went down his throat, most dripped off his chin onto his overalls. "I'm mostly a top, my boyfriend would love to try you out, I don't mind watching. "Perhaps you should fuck your boyfriend first, open him up for me.
Sunday morning found me at a semi detached house a few miles from the factory. His boyfriend was at least a foot taller then me, (I'm only 5'5"). We went straight to their bedroom. I stayed dressed while they undressed and made out. They had a sixty nine and rimmed one another. The last guys I'd seen fuck were Luther and Ross, this was altogether different. My colleagues cock was the best part of 8" so I knew he could take me. Lubed up, they did it doggy, so that I could see him pounding. My erection was struggling in my underwear, so I began to undress as he neared his climax. A few more thrusts, a grunt, and he pulsed into him. My turn, I stripped. The guy was still on all fours, looking away from me, so he didn't see my weapon. My mate lubed me and guided me to the hole. I held the man's hips. He screamed, I took no notice, just waited for his ring to adjust before I began to hump. I kept rubbing the sweet spot and his erection returned. Pretty soon he dripped precum. I went faster, now using the entire length. He shot his load, hands free. Harder still, I filled his insides. Once recovered, he said, "Bloody hell, you know how to use it, brilliant, thanks." "You're welcome anytime, I'm always horny." I would be there every couple of weeks and shag him twice.
Word spread quickly round the factory. It seemed that either there were a lot of homosexuals working there, or straight guys were wanting a bit of big cock action. I lost count of the number of blow jobs I received, and my body count was now well over 50. I rarely needed to masturbate any more.
