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Bigger Is Better: A Big Dick Selfie Erotic Tale

My fingers traced the outline of his bulging package through his jeans, scrolling down to feel the hot, feverish skin beneath. His jeans were just tight enough to emphasize the large bulge that taunted me with its deliciousness. I couldn’t help but let my imagination run wild. What would it be like to feel him throbbing inside me? To feel the intense pressure that only a big cock can bring? How would I ascend to new heights of pleasure as a result of this ultimate pleasure?

My fantasies of being ravished and filled by this behemoth of a penis were suddenly interrupted by the sound of his voice. “Do you like what you see?” He asked me coyly as if he knew just what I was thinking. Little did I know that my desire to explore his package would lead to an enchanted night of pleasure and passion.

Welcome to my latest tale of homoerotic pleasure and adventure. Join me on my journey through the dark and sensual realm of “”.

Table of Contents

• •The Bigger The Better
• •For Boys Who Love Size
• •Unsheathing The Fantasy
• •Ready To Queue The Cock
• Key Takeaways

•The Bigger The Better

• I caressed the screen with my fingertips, as I stared into his eyes. His face alone screamed ‘sexy’, but I was drawn to look further down. What I found beneath his clothing accentuated my pounding heartbeat. The broad rectangular shape on his chest was unmistakable – it was his big cock, hidden away in his tight boxer briefs. My breath hitched as my eyes widened in awe, hypnotised by this raw manifestation of masculine energy.
• The phone nearly dropped from my hand as I inched closer to the screen, almost salivating from the thought of what he must have been hiding beneath those fabric prisons. I could feel my cock stiffen in anticipation, as I imagined each hard, lonely inch of that dick straining to be free. While my fantasies abbreviated and intertwined with desires to cling to the image before me, a part of me wanted to reach out to that man in the picture, to tell him thank you for blessing the world with his godly physique.

•For Boys Who Love Size

My mouth waters as he stands in the hallway, tall and broad shouldered, wearing nothing more than a tight black pair of boxer briefs that cling to every curve and bulge of his spectacular physique. His face, while handsome, betrays a power and arrogance that only a dominant alpha male can command, and his frame speaks volumes of the presence he can wield with a single glance. But it’s his size, those shorts barely containing every inch of his bulging cock, that mesmerizes me, demanding my complete attention.

His stance changes as if he understands my stares of admiration, his hands hooked firmly inside the pockets of his boxers as if to draw attention to the massive size and thickness of his manhood. In a sudden moment of bravado, he turns and catches me ogling his beautiful package, and with a wink and smirk, he crooks a finger and beckons me to come closer. I can hardly breathe, the vision of his manhood still burning my eyes. With trembling steps I move toward him, overcome by the sheer size of what awaits me.

•Unsheathing The Fantasy

Giving In To The Pleasure:

• My inhibitions elephants when I pulled out my phone and scrolled through the photos of hot guys with their dicks out and on full display.
• I was the voyeur, the curator, the conduit of pleasure; the raging need to find my ultimate fantasy.

I found it in a big dick selfie which showed a hung specimen of masculinity – immense, powerful, and unmistakably arousing. His flaccid member, backdropped against his muscular thigh, seemed larger than life. This was the moment I’d been waiting for.

I could almost feel the taut, smooth skin of the one in the photo as I caressed myself through my jeans. My heart rate soaring, I imagined the pleasure of his throbbing hard on inside me, and I knew if I were to ever meet him, our sexual fantasy was one we would bring to life.

•Ready To Queue The Cock

I’d written off the idea of a queue forming for my big dick, never expecting anyone would clamor for a piece. I perused a series of selfies of muscular men with chiseled abs, men who had been blessed with an abundance of genetic gifts. As I reached the end of the line, I was suddenly arrested by an image of a slender brunette’s face, framed by a set of devilish green eyes. But it was his dick that had my full attention -the kind that makes me weak in the knees, smooth and bulging with an inviting girth.

The thought of my mouth licking and tracing along its surface made my cheeks flush and nervously I swiped open the message box to make my inquiry.Before I knew it, we were in his car, barreling towards a nearby hotel. We quickly passed the lobby, and took the elevator to the top floor, eager to get the party started.

He pulled out a condom and tossed it to me. His hands were shaking slightly, but the rest of his body was still and ready. I could make out the strength in his muscles as he spread my legs wide, slipping inside of me. We moved in synchronicity, his cock massaging my sensitive spots with each thrust. I felt dizzy and my breathing quickened as I gripped him harder, throwing my head back in pleasure. His larger size filled me and I felt myself reaching the pinnacle of pleasure. We stayed in this blissful embrace until finally, I slumped onto the mattress in exhaustion. Bigger may not always be better, but this night, I was definitely more than thankful for his size.

Key Takeaways

The night was done and my heart was still racing. I couldn’t believe the enormity of the pleasure I had just experienced. I lay in bed, replaying the events of the evening over and over again in my head. I thought about the sensation of his big dick against my body and his massive length as he touched me ever-so-gently with each thrust. I felt the warmth of his skin and tasted the sweetness of his lips as he kissed me passionately.

I looked up at the night sky, becoming lost in the stars, dreaming of new erotic adventures and possibilities. Taking in a deep breath, I slowly exhaled and allowed a smile to spread across my face— and so I knew, bigger truly is better.