Scratching the Itch
By: Giantguy
This new roommate is definitely not working out, you think as you
keep clicking through websites. You look over at me. Like always
Ive come back from practice, flopped down in the chair in my boxers,
and start clicking the remote staring at the TV. Then after about
ten minutes without even noticing it I always start scratching at my
balls and tugging at my dick like it itches ... until theyre hanging
down the leg of my shorts and im playing with them while i watch the
tube.
you've seen my cock banging between my legs as i went to or from the
shower ... fat ... with an unbelievably fat mushroom head... now my
half hard cock is hanging out of my boxers, the head rubbery and
swollen, the piss slit wide and stretched ... you cant stop yourself
from staring now, watching my finger rub around my slit as i watch
the game on tv... your jaw drops as you see me pull on the slit with
my little finger and then slowly push the tip of it into my piss
slit. you shift in your chair trying to see better, and I look
over at you.
"Got a fuckin problem?"
"No -- no, I uh was just... uh..."
"Hey man, what are you starin at? Scared of some cock? It's just
us guys here. And man, it itches."
You sit up a little. "Well no fucking wonder with how much you play
with it."
I get up and come closer, tugging my dick out further. "No I'm
serious man... you're fuckin pre-med, you tell me ... you think
there's somethin wrong with it?" I stand in front of you as you sit
in your desk chair, my fat cock hanging inches from your face ...
the head even more swollen yet still not hard ...
"Well, Greg I think maybe you just shouldn't be messing with it like
that ... it does look pretty red."
"What, ya mean stickin my finger in there? Shit that's nothin. I
pushed bigger stuff up there, only thing that fuckin stops it from
itching."
"Bigger?" You sit back. "Your finger's pretty damn big to be going
in there, I don't think you could get something bigger in there."
I look down at you. "You don't think so huh? You callin me a
liar?"
You stare again at my fat cockhead, bigger than a plum, swelling to
the size of a baseball, the piss slit stretching open.
"Not saying you're a liar, I just... uh ..."
"I guess I gotta prove it to ya huh..." Suddenly my hand is on the
back of your neck and I am pushing your face towards my crotch. I
flex my dick and my cockhead swells bigger ... you resist for a
second but my grip is strong and the next thing you know you are
pressed against my fat prick ... you feel something like an electric
charge running through you, between my hand on your neck and my
dick... you almost black out but you can feel my cockhead swelling
against you gigantically...you feel yourself cradled, moving,
tilting ... your vision clears and you look around, seeing me
towering over you, my now hard cock jutting out above you, three
times your size ... as you are cupped in my hand.
"WELL MAN ... YOURE PRETTY SMALL BUT YOURE STILL BIGGER THAN MY
LITTLE FINGER"
You nod mutely, in shock ... but I'm right, you are bigger than my
smallest finger. But not by much.
"SO HERE GOES DUDE..." I wrap my fist around you, and move you
against my swollen mushroom head. Your feet make contact with the
hot flesh of my prick, slippery precum oozing from the piss slit.
You realize you are naked, trapped in my sweaty hand. With my
other hand I stretch my slit out and then slide your feet in,
pushing you down into my dick. I flex my hips, making my cock
flex, and gulping you in a little more.
"SEE MAN IT'S REAL EASY. JUST ALWAYS HAD THIS ITCH... HAD TO
SCRATCH IT BY STICKIN STUFF DOWN IN THERE ... STARTED SMALL AND GOT
BIGGER."
Another flex, and you are pulled in ... my piss slit stretching
out... feeling my swollen cockhead engulf you, pressing against you,
steaming hot, pulsing and throbbing.
"STILL DON'T BELIEVE ME HUH... GOTTA GO ALL THE WAY..."
I grunt with effort and flex again ... you are swallowed in deeper
... to your waist ... your chest ... your arms slipping in, as the
slick precum bubbles out around you. Your head is sticking out of
my piss slit ... my cock is hard as an iron pipe, clenching and
tightening around you. Your face is white with panic ... I can see
you trying to say something but can't hear you.
"AWW, THE LAST INCH IS ALWAYS THE TOUGHEST. HERE GOES..."
I put my finger gently on the top of your head and push, slowly,
slowly, slowly, watching you slip inside my piss slit. I see the
bulge of you sliding deeper into my dick ... I flex it ... hard ...
harder ... harder ... the feverish itch almost scratched as you are
sucked deep into my fat cock. You struggle against the hot
slippery redness that surrounds you ... each flex squeezing you
tighter ... sucking you deeper... deeper ... deeper ...
"AWWWWWW MAN THAT'S THE SPOT ..." I lean against the desk,
delirious as the itch is finally scratched. I tug on my cock,
scratch my ballsack, and flop back down in the chair to catch up
with the game ... leaving your chair empty and my itch scratched.