Mr. Ross 5: Mr. Ross Shows Off
by Londonboy
I was using all the strength in my glutes to hold my entire body on the engorged tip of Mr. Ross’ hard cock. He had lowered his strong hands to the bed and I was completely balanced in the air just by the strength of a now stone-like rod. I shook my torso slightly and his fucking tool didn’t budge at all. I released some of the tension in my ass, causing my body to slide slightly down the huge pole. His warm fat dick filled my tight chute even more.
“Aw, shit, Will, that’s so fucking hot. My cock is holding your little body in the air like it weighs nothing. Take your time letting your ass slide down my hardness – it’s the greatest feeling your muscle daddy has ever had.”
I could sense that Mr. Ross was having some kind of “other world” experience. I knew he registered that his long hot spear impaled me and he was still in enough control to not let me get hurt, but the giant man had basically checked out of the present moment. He obviously only cared about giving himself pleasure. I had become a human sex toy to my muscle daddy – I existed only to give him satisfaction. This was a role I gladly accepted. I knew instinctively that Mr. Ross would never demand me to do anything I did not want to do, but I also realized the man understood how much I wanted him to guide me as a mentor, a master, and the fucking hugest daddy of my wildest dreams. I knew the beast below wanted me to delay his sexual gratification as long as I could. His hands remained resting on the bed as I continued to open my asshole slowly and allowed my body to fall a little further down his massive piece. My own enjoyment was doubled as I watched the big man’s face explode in total bliss.
“Yeah, fucking-A, man, your tiny body is sliding down my hard cock so slowly. The tip of my dick is plugging your insides so meticulously that I may shoot my load any minute. I think there’s enough pressure building inside of me to send your body through the ceiling. You’re like a Will-cork trying to withstand my cum-force that’s about to explode. Your daddy hasn’t ever felt anything like this. You aren’t even halfway down my rod of steel and I know you’re getting ready to bust your wad too.”
I was torn between two overpowering desires. I wanted my muscle daddy to quit talking because his words were sending me close to orgasm, but, at the same time, I wanted the man’s dominant talk about his own body to send me into titanic convulsions – the likes I had never felt before. The idea of his ejaculation being powerful enough to send my body into the air was so fucking intense that I released my ass’ tight clamp on his cock and allowed my weight to move down a few inches – more quickly this time. This sent shivers throughout both of our bodies and I cried out loudly as my body was invaded more by his large piece of hard meat.
“Fucking hell, little Will, I can’t take it any more!”
With that exclamation, the muscle daddy below me reached up and grabbed my waist with both of his huge hands. I’m sure he thought he was pulling down softly, but he was too deep in his sexual frenzy to remember how incredibly strong he was. My body was forced down his hard pole roughly and instantly. I felt my ass cheeks slam into his crotch area as my insides were immediately filled with his huge cock. We both screamed out loud like we were wild animals about to attack some unsuspecting prey. Mr. Ross held my body tightly so I could get used to having his thick-as-a-baseball bat dick shoved completely in my hole. It took me a good minute to realize I was still yelling at the top of my lungs – mostly from pain, but I was beginning to move to a brand new sensation – a feeling of total submission. This realization was incredible and I felt my body quickly moving to an enjoyable place. His hard cock was becoming part of me – no longer an intrusion, but actually a welcomed tool for giving me pleasure – pleasure like I had never known before.
“Yeah, little man, you’re taking all of big daddy’s hard meat. Shit, that’s just incredible. Let’s sit here for a little while just feeling my fat cock pulsing inside your tight hole. You feel so small sitting on top of me. I could probably stand up and your body would stay in place, sticking out from my big body. It would be like little Will’s body was now my hard dick. Yeah, you like that thought, don’t you man – me walking around with your body speared straight as a board by my long cock. And then when I cum your body will shoot across the room like a rocket. Fuck, that’s a hot idea.”
“Muscle daddy, please stop talking. You’re going to make me shoot any second and I don’t want this moment to end. I’m sure as hell I’m going to pass out when I finally cum. Please give me a few minutes to calm down!”
Mr. Ross just smiled at me. He didn’t move his body at all. We both just sat there, each of us completely in tune with the blood pulsing in and out of his hard cock and the hard beating of my thrilled heart. I don’t know how, but I was able to return some control to my own body and retreated from the impending explosion that had nearly ravaged my body – just because of Mr. Ross’ dominant talk. The big man could sense I was ready to return to the business at hand – which was getting him off in a big way. He slid his big hands between my ass cheeks and his crotch – cradling me as if he were holding a small bowl. Slowly he started to lift my entire body up and down on his rod. I knew I weighted nothing to him, but his biceps still bulged as he slid me slightly up his shaft.
“Yeah, I can see that little-Will loves being fucked by my huge meat, doesn’t he. But he really likes the fact that I can lift him in the air like he was nothing.”
I’m sure my eyes had now rolled back into my head. I was beyond comprehending anything the big guy was saying. I was completely lost in the feeling his cock was giving to my entire body. It felt like I was one big erogenous zone stimulated beyond belief. I only focused on the hardness sliding in and out of my tight hole. I clamped my ass chute tightly around Mr. Ross’ pole as he easily lifted me up and down. This caused my muscle daddy to moan louder than a departing 747 jet and he increased the speed of his easy manipulation of my entire weight. I, also, cried out in ecstasy as my body began to fully enjoy the invasion of his giant prick. Our bodies had become one – his pleasure was now mine, as well. We both gave into the rhythm created by his bulging arms and fought hard to prevent the impending explosions building within us.
I was the first to submit to the inevitable. The feeling of being filled to the max with Mr. Ross’ hard mega-meat, the idea of his arms thrusting me up and down with no effort at all, and the knowledge that he was about to fill me with his hot muscled juice was too much to handle. My cock erupted in a canon-like force that must have registered above a four on the Richter scale. Even in the midst of my body’s tumultuous convulsing I was able to admire the amount of cum and the vigor with which it shot from my aching dick. Glancing down I caught the most beautiful sight ever – Mr. Ross opened his mouth wide and tried to catch as much of my spewing man-milk as possible. It splattered all over his face and beyond, but he was able to obtain a mouthful of my sweetness. The mixture of tasting what his muscles had caused my body to produce and the fact that my ass was clamping down on his rod with every ounce of strength I had caused the giant to lose control. He immediately released my body, leaving me completely impaled by his cock, and threw his arms upward into a double biceps pose. I could tell Mr. Ross wanted to use the intensity of his orgasm to enhance the power within his pumped arms. As every fiber of his body tightened to ejaculate his super-charged semen, the big man wanted to harness that energy and send it into his monstrous arms – forcing them to bulge even thicker than before. My muscle daddy was adding inches to his guns just from the powerful plowing of my ass. I watched, completely dumbfounded, as the mountainous peaks before me miraculously expanded even larger than before. Mr. Ross spoke through gritted teeth as he fought hard to prolong his body’s volcanic release.
“The . . . best fucking . . . workout ever! Building muscle, boy, just from holding my cum back. Can’t . . . last . . . much . . . longer.”
This was the only warning I had before all hell broke loose. I was too mesmerized by the insane pump this monstrous man was causing in his own biceps. His fucking arms were ballooning out thicker than the widest part of my body. Mr. Ross’ face was dark red as he willed his muscles to become even more solid. My body wasn’t ready for the explosion of cum that was suddenly propelled into my ass chute. The force of his ejaculation did, indeed, cause my tiny body to slide slightly up his rigid cock. I had become similar to some makeshift cap that’s placed on top of a spouting oil well – too flimsy to withstand the pressure gushing forth. For a second I thought the big man’s hot semen would come shooting out of my open mouth. I had never felt so many conflicting feelings at one time. The tensed giant body in front of me entranced me completely while my ass and internal organs felt pain from the hurricane-strength blast that was being released from his engorged dick head. At the same time, though, I was overcome with pleasure beyond my wildest dreams as I felt his hard cock pulsing and jerking inside me. I didn’t know whether to scream from joy or from the bodily torture inflicted by his strong rod. I decided to simply give into all that was happening and enjoy riding my muscle daddy’s bucking bronco of a dick. At this point I didn’t care if it killed me, because I knew I would never find a feeling as awesome as this.
“Damn, boy, your ass is making daddy shoot like there’s no tomorrow. You’ll be squirting my hot juice for weeks!”
Even as he spoke his body continued to convulse and his pumped muscles seemed to grow even more. I could not begin to fathom the amount of cum he was emptying into my body. I had no idea where it was going, but his thick cock and my tight ass were not going to let a single drop seep out. I had no idea how long I had been screaming, but suddenly it was important for me to take a breath and as soon as I did my body fell on top of his. His super strong prick luckily bent with my body and it continued to feel like I had a steel rod crammed halfway up my insides. I let my limp torso lay against his hard chest. He released his biceps pose and wrapped his warm tight arms around me. I fought hard to prevent myself from blacking out from the exhaustion, but to no avail. Suddenly there was only darkness.