This is a fictional story about Jay or Jordan or whatever is hame is based of what social media site you are in. Hot, muscled tattooed God with long hair and a mule dick. His info suggested he is straight, but talks suggest he is open to more. This is a new (longer) story about this God. And as we have not met (yet), it is pure fiction. Hopes for that to change one day
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Jay is the Alpha (Ruined for other Men (2)
"Oh my fucking God!" I had shouted out after opening Jordan's page.
I was now staring at the sexy as all fuck Jordan. Sitting there in a tub. Naked as the day he was born. His utterly awesome body partly in the water. Water covering his midsection. His chest and part of his stomach out of the water, so was one leg as it key there along the side of the tub. And a towering cock rising up out of the water. Easily the biggest dick I had ever seen. And that was that only about 70 percent was out of the water. But it was a huge and hard tube of flesh. Bloated and shooting out like a rocket from the water line.
"Look at the side of that" I said aloud "Has to be at least nine inches".
I sat there at my desk with a growing hard on from just that one image. Jordan (or Jay), or what ever his real name was looked stunning in that image. And I would have stayed there to stare at it longer, were it not noticed at the header that it said he had 1200 posts on the site.
"Twelve hundred" I said to myself "Twelve fucking hundred" "Holy shitt!"
I had to tear my eyes from this image. Forcing myself to leave the gorgeous sight before me. That way I could check out what ever else this stud had in his page. And man was I not disappointed. I clicked on another image and felt more tugging at my shorts. He was standing there in a bathroom. He was holding his huge schlong in his hand. This provided a full view of this mans weapon of sex. It seemed to almost dwarf his hand that held it. The caption reading. 'who is next on their knees'. In my head it shouted "me, me, me". A desire I could only dream of becoming a reality. For Jason was a tattooed God. Someone that could have anyone one he wished to have. Not just plain ole 'Joe Schmoe' me. So I figured that even if I could somehow talk to this stud if studs, that I would be furthest from his thoughts in regards to sex.
"Lucky guy that gets this stud" I said again and again "Sure wish it was me"
Funny was that as I looked about the man's profile some more, I noticed it said he was 'straight and single'. My thoughts and disappointments were just that. 'straight' and single'
"How can a guy like this be single' I then stated "I mean look at the fucker" "Fucking perfection"
Whatever the case I assumed he would have I interest in me or any guy. Just thinking he liked to show off his junk as he was ever so proud of it
"I would be too" I told myself.
So for the time being I just looked at him form afar. Studied his awesome beauty in photograph. Dreamed about his body and that cock. Getting myself off on it when possible. And I did. Many, many times. Jerking off to his images and videos. Wishing each and every time that I could be down in my knees or between his legs, feasting on his huge salami. Taking all the dick I could into my very hungry mouth.
"If only" I would say again and again "If only"
And for the most part I was good with this. Worshiping him from afar. Grabbing a dildo and shoving it into my ass and jerking to this stud. Mind you, no dildo I had compared to his huge meat. But it was something I was accustomed to and only pictured his as I felt the toy in my ass. But that's what I did. All in his mighty name. Jordan (er Jay). Whatever. Then as I was just perusing through his tuff one day I saw a great image of the guy. Sitting back, naked save for a bunched up shirt on his stomach. His hand holding his gargantuan dick in hand. The giant behemoth cock towering above his fingers like a massive totem pole. The man gazing at the camera in the most sensual way. And the tag line asking 'what would you do?'.
"Holy fuck me!" I chirped "Sexiest picture I have ever seen" "My God he is so fucking perfect"
But it was not totally the image that caught me. I looked at the comment board. There were over a thousand comments in his image. More than I had ever seen. So I was intrigued as to what everyone was saying. So I clicked into the comments and just started reading some of them. Most were calls for adoration and quotes if lust and desire. Many begging this stud to fuck them. I ran across more from men than women. A good six to one. So he obviously had a greater fan base form the gays and wanna be gays for him and that cock. Then there was the specific one that I noticed that stood out. For there was the endearing comment from this dude that adored Jordans schlong. But there was also a response by the stud man himself. A reply to the guy and his message
"It was great hooking up" he said "Yer ass was insane" "Gotta do that again buddy"
My mouth fell agape at the comment. Jordan had replied with a notice to all to say he and this dude had fucked. Stating how he love gay guys. That they were the best cock suckers. Also that he didn't have to worry about making babies I became more excited than ever for this man. The hunger I had reaching heights I never believed to have. I was ravenous for him. I then figured if he could do some random guy just to get that huge dick off. That he may consider me as well. Especially since I was not too far from him geographically.
"Let's see if I get a reply" I then said
Then I went into that image and typed up a lovely letter of desire and devotion to this tattooed God. Declaring my own adoration for him. Wanting to replace my lonely dildos for his 'real mans dick'. Sending him the message through his board...
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