Endowed - Part 1

All characters are 18+

(This won't be a long running series, it's a commission piece which will have roughly 5 parts spread out over the next couple of weeks)

A six foot three, two hundred pound quarterback lay on his back, his muscular legs spread apart and his heavy balls, bouncing up and down under a cock the size of a tube of Pringles. The foreskin slid back over the glans, revealing a bulbous helmet that was slick with clear fluids. His hand could hardly contain it, but it didn't prevent him from continuing.

Damon was nineteen, the most popular guy in school, and as confident as any young man could ask for. As the saying goes, the women all wanted him, and the men all wanted to be him. He had it all. The perfect body, sculpted from years of sport. The features of a model, striking and sharp. The cock of a beast, long and veiny, and the heart of a lion, unafraid and strong.

He was the epitome of perfection, the fantasy of all who knew him, and the envy of most of them, too.

He slid his hand back down his eleven and a half inch rod, feeling his juices pour down his shaft and pool in the creases of his balls. The young man knew he was the most well endowed guy in college, and everybody else knew it too.

His nuts crawled upwards as the sensation began to spread through him. He felt it build, inch by inch, second by second, stroke by stroke. It bubbled inside him, like a volcano on the verge of eruption, and then it happened.

A rope of sperm gushed from his cumslit, and a gasp escaped his lips. It splashed across his chin, dripping down onto his pecs. Another one followed, larger than the first, thicker too. It slid across his washboard abs, leaving a trail of moisture in it's path as it pooled in his naval.

More cum poured from his long, pulsating prick, until it covered his tanned body, trailed down his sides, and slid over his firm knuckles.

Damon's breath laboured and his broad chest rose and fell rapidly. The dark dorm room became pungent with the smell of fresh sweat and semen, but it would be a while before his roommate Alex returned.

The fantasy he had been having began to fade from his mind as he grabbed his boxer shorts and wiped the mess from his body. The woman he'd been fucking was painstakingly beautiful, with tits the size of globes, and a pussy to die for.

It was never the same woman, with each having some slight differences. Some of them were blonde, some brunette. Some with big tits, some with small. The one thing that all of his fantasy ladies had in common however, was that each of them could take every inch of his rod, and that was what really made it fantasy.

Damon was a virgin in almost every sense of the word, but it wasn't for the lack of trying. He was regularly swarmed by beautiful women, all of them eager to see if the rumours were true, and all of them yearning to have a go themselves.

Carla had come close, slicking her pussy with copious amounts of lube before sliding down his pole. She made it only halfway before the pain became too much, and she gave up.

Rebecca made a solid effort too, but after eight inches, she apologised and sucked him off instead.

Countless women had tried, and countless women had failed, and Damon was beginning to think that he'd remain a virgin for the rest of his life.

He dropped the boxers onto the bed and lay there, his soft, seven inch tool snaking between his legs like a wet mooring line. His grapefruit sized balls had produced more seed, which spilled down his crotch and soaked the bedsheet underneath, and Damon sat in place, contemplating everything.

The door burst open, drenching the room in harsh light at Alex stumbled inside.

"Yo, sorry bro!" The beefy wrestler sniggered, swaying as he tried to stay on his feet, "I had uh... Maybe a few... Maybe 8 beers" he slurred, holding up four fingers.

"You're good, man" Damon smirked, blocking the light from his eyes.

Nudity between the roommates was an everyday occurrence. It had to be. Both of them were breathtakingly stunning, and with that, came constant sexual interest. If they hadn't been able to take care of themselves in each other's company, then they'd have gone insane with frustration, and blue balls.

Both of the strapping young men were confident and comfortable enough in their masculinity, that seeing each other naked and drenched in cum wasn't such a big deal.

Alex fell onto his bed, causing the whole thing to creak as he did, and began to undress awkwardly. Damon laughed to himself as his buddy stripped.

"Good night then?" He asked, as Alex fell backwards with his pants around his ankles.

"Yeah" he groaned, getting back up and pulling his t-shirt over his head to reveal a body that rivalled Damon's.

"I fucked Samantha Devine" he sniffled, dragging his boxer briefs down his thick thighs and stepping out of them.

His cock was certainly nothing to be scoffed at. He was eight inches hard, and as thick as a beer can, but he'd never know the misery that Damon felt.

The blonde heartthrob bounced back onto the bed, laying over the sheets and grabbing hold of his flaccid member.

"Did she come over?" He asked, "that bitch you were chatting to last week".

The quarterback sighed, "yep".

"And what?" Alex pressed, mindlessly toying with his own rod.

"No dice" Damon told him, "wouldn't even try"

"Damn, bro. Well there's always tomorrow night".

"Tomorrow night?"

Alex sat up in the bed, his semi-erect pole slapping against his thigh as he eyed his naked neighbour.

"Don't tell me you forgot" he scoffed, and the effects of the alcohol were clear to hear. "Boyd's party?" He pressed, and Damon nodded.

"Oh yeah" he said, though he wasn't particularly bothered about the party if he was being honest.

"You don't know who's gonna be there, do you" Alex smirked, "Megan fucking Richards".

"The Megan Richards?" Damon half gasped, "the one from the videos?"

"The very same" Alex grinned, "and for some reason" he continued, "I don't think she'll have any problem taking that baseball bat between your legs".

"Holy fuck, bro" Damon said, a spark of joy being injected back into him, "didn't she take an entire fist in one of her videos?"

"You bet" his roommate laughed, "and she's hot as fuck!"

This new information caused Damon's giant tool to stir to life once again. He imagined how it would feel, having every inch of himself buried deep inside the pussy of somebody as stunning as the ex-sorority girl turned porn star.

"Oh man, that would be something" Damon mouthed, almost to himself. "But what if she's not interested?"

"Not interested?" Alex cackled, "give me a fucking break, bro. What woman wouldn't be interested in you?".

Alex's thick, meaty cock had stiffened completely, and it did so under the guise of the two young studs talking about Megan Richards. What Damon didn't know however, was that it was solely the sight of him that had given Alex a boner.

"I can picture it" Damon gasped, sliding his hand back up his rod and feeling the moisture from his last cum against his flesh, "watching her bounce on it".

"Yeah bro" Alex mumbled, his eyes firmly on Damon's slick cock as he squeezed his own.

"And her tits, man, holy fucking shit, her tits".

Damon could feel a second load begin to build in his balls. The idea that there was somebody out there who could take his length and girth was making him ravenous.

Alex could feel it too, even though he'd fucked his seed deep into Samantha only an hour before.

There was no denying that he was straight. All he thought about was women, and yet when his eyes fell on Damon, he couldn't control the secret urges that he had inside.

"I'll make it happen" Alex breathed, pumping his meat as Damon pumped too, "Samanthas in the same sorority that she used to be in, I've already put in a good word".

"I fucking love you, bro" Damon gasped, his hand sloshing up and down his bulging pole.

The two hunks jerked their rods for a few more minutes until Damon's one exploded again, squirting more heavy spunk down his chest and across his six pack.

The sight alone made Alex weak with pleasure, and a moment later, his prick swelled and shot six spurts of heavy white cream onto his stomach.

"Goodnight" Damon said breathlessly, mopping up his second load with the boxers and launching the wet cum rag at Alex who attempted to duck but ended up taking the splash straight to the face.

"Asshole!" he laughed, using it to wipe up his own mess before dropping it gingerly to the floor.

Both young men, drained and satisfied, drifted off to sleep, both of their minds wondering what tomorrow night might bring.