12 Inches of Heaven: My Monster Cock Tale
As I slipped my slim fingers around the giant, thick, pulsing shaft and pressed my lips to its velvety, pulsing tip, I was overwhelmed by its size and could scarcely breathe. Every nerve in my body awakened as I caressed its length and pressed my tongue along its incredibly hard length. As I engulfed the twelve inches of my bulging, throbbing pleasure, I felt like I’d stepped into a world of gay male fantasy.
I loved nothing more than to feel the rush of pleasure as I took each inch further into my mouth. I reveled in the feeling of being utterly overpowered, overpowered both physically and mentally as my lover drove further into my throat. His colossal cock felt like it was pushing my whole body forward and I couldn’t help but moan out in pleasure as I momentarily felt like I was being filled to the brim with an otherworldly pleasure.
As I explored further, I slowly discovered that this wasn’t just any typical blowjob. The power of my lover’s size began to bring out a wild, animalistic side in me and I found myself losing control in a way I never had before. I felt my body tingle with pleasure and my throat become tight as I slid further over his massive rod. Words can’t quite describe the ridiculously intense, electrifying experience I had with this ‘monster cock‘ and I’m sure I’ll never quite forget the intimate pleasures we shared.
Table of Contents
- 1. The Joy of Being Monster-Cocked
- 2. Girth, Length, and Solidity: The King-Sized Stature of 12 Inches
- 3. Submitting to the Magic of 12 Inches of Heaven
- 4. Pleasure and Pain: The Duality of a Monster Cock Encounter
- Wrapping Up
1. The Joy of Being Monster-Cocked
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It was like no other experience I’d had before! I was invited back to his place after dinner and, when I arrived, I found myself drawn in by his intensity and this alluring air of belonging. He was nothing like the guys I’d ever been with before. Tall, dark, and handsome, I could tell from the start he had something special.
I felt an electric thrill as I followed him upstairs, and when he laid his bedsheet out across the bed he gave my heart a sudden jump. In the shadows of his room, I could just make out his impressive figure, and the outline of his nether regions in the low light. A sunken smile spread across his face as he beckoned me closer, and I felt a surge of excitement when I finally saw his colossal cock.
- It was a sight worth beholding, beautiful and proud
- He held it out for me to admire and I couldn’t help but reach out
- It was thick and hard and I wanted it inside of me
As I stood, unable to take my eyes off of him, I started to understand why I was here. He was offering me a chance to experience something I’d only ever dreamed of, to feel what it was like to be filled with the hot, pulsing length of a monster cock. So, I didn’t hesitate for a second, I just said ‘yes’.
2. Girth, Length, and Solidity: The King-Sized Stature of 12 Inches
The Roar of Entry: It was finally time, my body prepared itself for what awaited in the unknown. Hoisting myself onto the bed, I crouched and with heavy breaths I inched my way closer to my partner. His king-sized stature was something I’d heard of often, but now, up close and personal as I was, it seemed as if every rumor of his 12 inches of glory were true. My eyes glanced down the length of his body, and my heart raced as I took in the sight of his majestic cock. His thick, veined shaft seemed to sniff out what awaited it, pointing straight ahead, a steady glint of pleasure perpetually glazing its tip.
The Thrust of Triumph: Slowly my partner mounted me, his long thick shaft guided down between my legs and my heart raced as it touched my entrance. With a heavy ecstatic moan I felt his circumference fill me as inch after inch penetrated me fully. My body shuddered from the waves of pleasure as he inched deeper within me. His movement was that of a master of his art, keeping me in an ever deepening trance as if I no longer had any control of my body. His thrusts were filled with the passion of a thousand years and with every stroke he sought to bring me closer to eternal bliss.
The combination of length, girth and solidity left no doubt who the king of cocks was. With each plunge I felt his overwhelming power and with it, imprinted, was the memory of divine grace.
3. Submitting to the Magic of 12 Inches of Heaven
I hadn’t seen him in months, but the moment I opened the door—the sweet, earthy smell of strong cologne surrounding me like a cloud—I knew it was him. His bright blue eyes piercing through the darkness of the hallway, a select hunger in his gaze. He stepped closer, enveloping me in his thick arms. I could feel the shape of him, the smooth texture of his shirt, his heat, just inches away. His lips parted in a devilish smile and whispered a single phrase:
“I’ve been waiting for this.”
We dropped to the ground without hesitation. His hands instinctively untangling my clothes, sliding them away from my skin like a silk river. I felt his eyes surveying every inch of me as I exposed my vulnerability. I could barely contain my excitement as I felt a thick finger brush against my chest, tracing a jagged line down to the waistband of my briefs. With a few gentle tugs, he revealed what felt like the greatest treasure of his night—12 inches of heaven, a monster cock that set his entire being alight.
He demanded that I savor his gift, his paragon of flesh, with nothing but my mouth. I complied, my tongue eagerly stroking and licking his raging shaft. With each responsive spasm, my heart thrilled with pleasure as he fed his unspoken desires through me.
- I couldn’t believe the strength, agility, and finesse he delivered throughout our synchronous, pleasurable dance
- His orgasmic eruption sent shockwaves of pleasure through my body, igniting a series of explosions in my soul
I felt as if I had conquered the world, and it was all thanks to the 12 inches of heaven between his legs. Never had I felt such immense gratification from pure pleasure, my lips trembling with the bliss of it all. With a single, jolting thrust in my mouth, his body quaked with a deep, thunderous roar. I was sure every neighbor in the building heard his ecstasy. I lay there, exhausted and content, the feeling of his body embedded in my skin like a tattoo.
4. Pleasure and Pain: The Duality of a Monster Cock Encounter
An unyielding thud echoed in the corridor as I grabbed the branch of my outer-door handle, my mission-minded heart jolting with excitement of the unseen. I took a heavy breath as I took my first step into this secret, forbidden realm.
I had heard so much about this man – the man with the monster cock. The whispers were like a musky, tickling mist that tumbled through my synapses and the buzz was further fueled by the blaze of his handsome face. As soon as I spotted him I knew that he was the master of this realm, the one I had been searching for.
The smell of his skin settled over me like an all-encompassing blanket, that glowed with a dark sheen of desire and thrilling intensity, and my heart raced as he stepped closer. I felt the heat emanating from his body like a voluminous wave, overwhelming me with an intense sensation of pleasure and pain. The duality of emotions created a feeling that he alone could provide, as his powerful arms wrapped around me.
His mouth crashed against mine and I felt his weight overpower me with a mix of pleasure and pain. As his tongue traced my inner walls, a wave of pleasure permeated through me built up by a tension of anticipation that twisted around my throat. Painful waves of pleasure built higher and higher until I was lost in a swirl of tantalizing bliss. His powerful strokes pushed me higher and higher until his hand grasped my manhood and a symphony of ecstasy rolled over me.
Reeling in pleasure and pain, I felt my body succumb to his powerful strokes as his manhood layed siege on my leathery, inner walls. Waves of pleasure rolled over me, washing away the hard surface of reality and replaced it with the soft, tender embrace of my own world. And in that moment, I knew I’d found my monster cock heaven.
Wrapping Up
As I walked away from our encounter, I remember looking back to see him feebly attempt to adjust his clothing that I had so roughly disheveled in the throes of our passionate love-making, and marveled at the memory of that 12 inches of heaven that I had so relished and ravished. For that one glorious evening at least, I could be satisfied knowing that there will never be another experience quite like this one.
My entire body felt lightened and energized from the experience, and I could not contain the smile to myself. I smiled for the sheer joy of it all, thankful that I could find such a man and that I had opened myself up to the experience of pleasure given by 12 inches of heaven.
And as I continued to walk home, I couldn’t help but wonder what other surprises and fantasies this life had in store for me.
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