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Paranormal Encounters - Part 1
Ryan Buell dropped the white bath towl that was wrapped around his waist and looked at himself in the full length mirror on his closet door. His eyes traced down the dark wisps of his treasure trail to his full dark bush before coming to rest on the real prize. Ryan loved his cock, not in the way that every guy loves his cock, but with a bit of an abnormal passion. He began to caress his huge low-hanging nuts with his right hand and a shiver ran up his spine as his thick cock began to rise. He lifted the heavy shaft in his left hand and began to lightly stroke it. He was now getting heavily aroused from the sensation of his monster genitals in his hands. There was nothing on earth he loved more than his huge cock.
He began to slide the foreskin back and forth over his bulging head. He had been circumcised as a child but in high school he had decided he wanted his favorite toy to be as perfect as possible and had begun foreskin restoration. The head of his cock was fully covered when unaroused, which wasn't often, and still had moveable skin when fully erect. He had the best of both worlds.
He decided to give himself the treatment he deserved he should sit down and relax. He pulled his black leather chair over from the computer desk to rest infront of the mirror and plopped down in it. The leather was cool on his bare ass and provided an extra level of excitement. His cock bounced a little as he focused on the sensation and a drop of pre-cum oozed out of his piss-slit. He spread the hot nectar around his cock head a little with his finger before bringing the finger to his mouth. He licked the sweet and salty liquid off his finger and closed his eyes moaning a little. He loved the taste of his own spunk almost as much as he loved his big dick.
Ryan almost always focused on himself while masturbating. He'd been with some girls over the years but was always put off on how they didn't worship his cock like he did. When he'd fuck them he felt they weren't deserving of his God-like endowment and he'd lose arousal feeling he was wasting himself on these inferior bitches. He continued to stroke his fat cock sliding his hand all the way up and down the nine and a half inch shaft. Reaching over to his left he pulled the black CK boxer briefs he'd just taken off before showering out of his laundry hamper. He put them to his nose and inhaled, smelling his sweaty nuts and the scent of his tight ass hole on the fabric. He smelled so good, he didn't understand why some girls were hesitant to stick their faces in his crotch. He knew if he could do it himself he'd never leave his house.
Ryan focused on the image in front of him as he beat himself off. He watched how his nuts bounced up and down and he jerked on his shaft. He began to stroke faster and faster watching his nuts bounce around more furiously. The worn underwear were still under his nose and he inhaled deeply. It was like taking a hit of poppers. He swooned over his own scent. A thin layer of sweat was beginning to glisten on his face. He brought his focus back to the mirror and happened to glance the Paranormal State poster on the wall over his shoulder in the mirror. His eyes fixed on Sergey.
Sergey had never entered Ryan's mind as a potential sexual partner. In fact, no guy really had. Ryan was so focused on himself he didn't really have time to think about other men. This day though, was different. Seeing Sergey's picture while in the heat of passion brought a new thought to Ryan's hormone wracked-brain. He noticed the other boy's slim figure, smooth hands, and sexy lips. Ryan began to think about how good Sergey's tight little ass or delicate piano-player hands would feel all over his cock. He giggled for a second in his mind thinking that his dick was almost as big as Sergey's body. The thought of getting his giant cock inside the smooth body of the other boy brought Ryan close to the edge.
Ryan closed his eyes and bit his lip a little. "Oh Sergey..." he moaned under his breath as he lived out the fantasy, mentally, of the slimmer boy eagerly slobbering all over his baby maker. He began to feel the unmistakeable tingle building throughout his body as his golf-ball sized nuts began to draw up toward his abdomen. His breathing got heavier and he began to moan and whimper a little. He squeezed hard on his fat shaft and beat himself off as fast as he could. A thick jet of ropey cum shot out of his engorged meat suddenly landing on his chest. He kept beating and imagining it was Sergey's tongue he was cumming on. "Yeah, eat my fucking load you little fag" he thought. By the time he was done shooting his stomach was covered in thick gooey sperm. He spent a good two minutes resting there with his eyes closed trying to regain his breath. He loved making love to himself and knew he was a pro at it, but this was definitely his most intense session in memory.
As Ryan opened his eyes and began scooping the cum off his torso his thoughts were still a mixture of horny rage and rational reason. He thought, "Why not give it a try? Sergey is one of my best friends and I'm pretty sure he's into cock anyway. Maybe he's worthy of my prick." For the first time Ryan was seriously considering going after another man. It never occured to him that this could be gay. He was just looking out for number one, and in Ryan's world, that was the thick mass of flesh between his legs. As Ryan brought his fingers up to his mouth and sucked his seed off of them he nodded briefly to himself in the mirror... "Yeah, I'm definitely gonna give that shit a try..." and reached for his cell phone.
To Be Continued...