Charlie
By: HugeFood

He was the type of guy that makes wet dreams happen, at least for me. He was very tall, almost two feet taller than me. He had broad muscular shoulders that narrowed to his waist. He had huge muscular arms that bulged out of his sleeve-cut-off flannel shirt. He had a bit of a gut on him, but his size everywhere else was very impressive. He had a short black beard and you could see the black hair on his massive chest from the partially un-buttoned shirt he wore.

He was standing in the corner in the shadows, but I could still see him there and feel his piercing eyes look around the room. I stared for as long as I thought I could get away with, then turned back to the bar.

About 5 minutes later, I felt a presence behind me. I turned around again and stared right into the gut and chest that stretch the fabric of his shirt.

“See something you like?” he asked with a deep voice.

I stammered a minute and finally managed to say, “Well you are a very good looking man. I am sorry I stared at you.”

He laughed and said, “Hey man. Don’t worry about it. What good is it coming to a bar if you don’t get some attention.” His smile was extraordinarily wide. White perfect teeth seemed to light the room.

“Can I sit down here?” he asked, pointing to the stool next to me.

“Sure,” was all I could manage.

He took a sip of his beer. The bottle was dwarfed by his huge head and mouth. He finally stuck out his hand and said, “Charlie.”

I held out my hand. It was completely consumed by his big hand. He was very gentle with his shake, however. “Campbell. Nice to meet you Charlie.”

He smiled that huge smile again. “Campbell, I have the feeling that the pleasure will be all mine.”

Wow, I thought. What does he mean by that? I just sipped my beer and tried not to stare too much.

Finally he said, “Campbell, do you live around here?”

“No. I live out in the suburbs.”

“Do you live with anyone out there?”

“No, I live alone.”

“Do you have to be back out there at anytime?”

“No, I have tomorrow off. The house is okay.”

He smiled again. “Cool. Say, I live around the corner in those lofts. What do you say to coming over for a free drink? We can walk. Just leave you car here for a while.”

I was amazed. This hot man was inviting me over. I couldn’t believe my luck. I said, “Sure that would be great.”

He stood up and said with his big smile, “Cool, let’s go.”

I followed him out the door, looking around to see the looks I got as I left with him.

On the street, we walked next to each other. We were silent for a moment, then he asked, “Are you a bottom or a top?”

I was taken aback by his directness, but decided to go with the flow. “Bottom, you?”

He smiled again. “I can go either way, but I prefer to top. I got a big one though. “

I bet he did, “Will I be able to handle it?”

His smile continued. “Oh I think we can make it work. Here swallow this. It will relax you. I have some other tricks up my sleeve too.” He handed me a white pill.

“Is this safe to take?” I asked.

“Oh yeah, it’s just a muscle relaxer. No harm. May make you dream crazy though later.”

I swallowed the pill. Nothing happened immediately, so I thought it might be okay. I was not going to pass up a time with this hunk.

We arrived at his building. He was on the top floor. It was a loft place. The door opened to a huge room with a kitchen to one side, bed in the corner and some living room furniture. The only door was to the bathroom.

“Make yourself at home. I’ll get us some more beers, then I gotta pee.”

He went to the refrigerator and took out two bottles. He handed me one, then walked off to the bathroom. I heard his thunderous pee stream hit the water. He peed for what seemed like 15 minutes. I sat on the sofa and started looking at the magazines on the coffee table. I took a sip of beer.

I heard the bathroom door open and looked over. I dropped my beer. He was completely naked, covered in black hair. His body looked ever bigger than before. His gut seemed a bit smaller. His huge cock swung between his legs as he walked over to me. It must have been a foot long soft. I just stared.

He smiled again. “There you are doing that staring thing like you did at the bar.”

“Sorry,” I said as I picked up my beer.

He walked over, the smile never leaving his face. He put his huge hand on my shoulder and said, “Hey man. I told you not to worry about it. I like the attention. I love to be worshipped, and in control.”

“Okay.” I looked up at him. He was breathtaking.

“You like my body, don’t you?”

I hesitated for a moment and then finally admitted, “Yeah, I do.”

He smiled and started to flex his huge biceps. “Do you love it?”

“Yes.”

“Well get over here and feel it. Worship it.”

I walked over and started to feel his huge arms. He flexed and flexed, the whole time telling me how much I worshiped his body. I kept repeating what he said. Finally he asked me if I would do anything to make him even bigger. I thought it was odd, but said, “Yes if you would like that. But what can I do.”

He smiled and said, “There are things you can do to help me. But are you willing to do anything?”

I just repeated, “Yes, anything, but what?”

“Here I will show you one way.” He reached down between my legs and grabbed me. He then started to use my body as a weight to pump his arm. I was an easy lift for him, but he curled me about 30 times. He finally set me down and flexed his arm. “There see that?”

He said that there were some other ways, but quickly changed the subject.

“Now I told you to get comfortable. And here you are with all you clothes on, sitting on the sofa. Take them off and join me on the bed.”

I did as I was told. I looked at him while I took off my clothes. He smiled the whole time, but at one point, something flashed through his eyes. I was not sure what to make of it. It was probably my imagination anyway or feeling light headed from that pill I took.

I climbed up on the bed and he grabbed me pulling me toward him. He kissed my aggressively, but gently. My hands explored more of his body for a moment. I could see he was already getting hard. It was huge.

He pulled away from the kiss. “MMMM you smell good,” he said. Then he licked his fingers and reach around behind me. “Let’s see if that relaxer is starting to work.” He ran his hand down my ass and into the crack. His huge wet finger found the hole and started to slide in. He wiggled it around and asked, “How is that?”

“Feels great.”

He tried to stick another finger in there, but that hurt. I yipped.

“Guess we have to wait a bit longer and have some more work to do on it. How are you feeling?”

“A little light headed,” I said.

“Great, the pill is starting to relax you. You are going to have to spend the night here. You will have some really crazy dreams. Is that okay?”

“Sure.” The thought of sleeping next to him was intoxicating. I was getting more light headed.

“Here this should also help relax you back there.” He flipped me over onto my stomach and grabbed me by the hips. He raised my ass into the air. I felt his hot breath on my ass, then his warm wet tongue lick around it. His tongue found the hole and he started to play with it and pushed it in. I had relaxed a lot more. He could feel no resistance, so he pushed more tongue in. He pushed and pushed. I thought I was going explode, but it felt so great, I didn’t protest. Then it hit me that he must have a huge tongue too. Then he began moving his long tongue in and out of my ass with huge long sweeps. He was tongue fucking me. I started to moan. He pulled his tongue out and whispered in my ear, “You like me in your ass, don’t you. You taste great. Now you are ready for my cock.”

I felt his huge cock poke at my ass hole. It slid right in. The pill and the tongue fucking had worked. He went all the way in sending me into a dream like state. He started pumping me like crazy. Then he lay on top of me and just pumped. He started to whisper in my ear about how much I loved his body and how I would do anything to make it bigger. He wanted to know what my favorite part of his body was. I told him his arms and chest. He asked me about his stomach. I said, no his arms and chest. I thought he said, “Okay, arms and chest it is.”

He told me that he loved being inside me and couldn’t wait for me to be inside him. I wasn’t sure I heard him right. I started to protest about being only a bottom, and just told me to relax.

I was in, what seemed to be, a dream like state as he pumped his huge cock into my ass. I thought I felt him cum but he kept going. He kept saying how good I smelled, and how much he wanted me to help him grow. Then he started licking my back and told me how good I tasted. I thought this was the dream stuff he had told me about, but I could still feel him deep inside me. After what seemed like hours and 10 climaxes from him, he stopped and pulled out. He rolled over on his side and pulled me into him. I felt wonderful, but certainly not in control of myself. After a few minutes, I thought I had started the dreaming he had talked about. In the dream, I heard him say how good I tasted. He told me that he wanted me to make him bigger. He told me that I was meant to make him bigger.

Then he said he was going to lick me…taste me for a while. He said I tasted so good.

I felt his huge long tongue lick my back, almost all the way down to my ass. I never imagined a tongue could be that big. But this was a dream. He licked and licked, then turned me over to face him.

He started to lick down my chest, play with my nipples and stomach. I reached up and felt his huge arms. He licked my armpits when I did. This was probably the most erotic dream I had ever had, I thought. But then wondered how I knew it was a dream. I was confused, but let the sensory experience wash over me.

Then the dream took a different turn. I felt his tongue wrap completely around my head and pull me. I slide a bit across the sheets. The tongue then released my head and started to lick my face and ears. There was a lot of warmth, slippery water and things sounded differently. I felt soft pillow like things around my neck. It was very erotic and I heard what sounded like a moan. The slurping and water increased as I was there. It was truly amazing.

I felt the tongue flex and my head was pulled into a soft tube. The soft pillows were suddenly around my upper arms and chest. The tongue began to lick my chest and shoulders. I couldn’t move my arms, but relished the attention that my chest and shoulders were getting. There was a gentle massage around my head as the slippery water rushed by me with each kind of contraction. There was another moan.

There was the pulling effect on my head as I felt more of me enter the tube. I could definitely hear what sounded like a heartbeat. The tongue was now playing with my stomach. My shoulders, chest and head were now being massages as water rushed past in some sort of contraction. My legs were cold when my upper body was warm and moist. The tongue was relentlessly massaging me.

Again another move with the contraction of the tube and I was pulled further in. My ass and cock were now the center of attention. The pillows were around my upper thighs. The tongue was massage my hard cock, and I felt myself explode in spite of myself. I let out a long moan. The explosion made the tongue go nuts. I thought, this must be a wet dream. I worried about messing the guy’s sheets up. I hadn’t had one of these since I was 12. But the sensation of the tongue on me made me forget that. There was another pulling and I felt my head go through what seemed like a tight spot in the tube. The other side was more open but smelled kind of bad. The work on my legs, however, made me forget the smell. The contractions seemed to be coming more frequently now, and I realized that I was being forced into some kind of ball on the other side of the tight spot as more and more of me passed it. It was a very soft chamber and seemed to expand somewhat as more of me moved in.

Finally I felt my feet leave the cool air and become warm and moist. There was a moment that the tongue tickled them, then a series of rapid contractions pulling them to join me beyond the tight spot. I felt really coiled up in the tight warm soft sack. I moved around a bit to get more comfortable. I heard a loud noise from above and felt a rush of air. Then I felt some rubbing from the outside of the sack.

I heard a low rumble of what seemed like a voice, but I was suddenly too sleepy to think about it. I drifted off and I felt the sack start to massage my body.

Charlie grabbed his huge hard cock and started to stroke it as he rubbed his extended stomach. He said to himself, “Yep, Campbell, the pleasure was all mine.”

He flexed his chest and shoulders a bit. That was where I wanted to be. He belched again and rolled over on his side to fall asleep while he digested yet another trick.

The End