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A stallion drinks the generous loads from his horny apprentice

I breathed quickly as that monster of a man brought his lips to my cock, warming it up with his scorching breath. Faint steams were coming through his nostrils —and he wasn’t even half warmed-up yet!

«My god!!» My head swirled. I couldn’t believe my incredible luck! «Finally happening!!” My heart raced. “It’s finally fucking happening!»

My muscles glimmered, sweating coldly as my heart pumped gallons of blood through my massive, bull-sized body.

The sturdy chair where I set was a solid piece of mahogany, impeccably constructed and heavy as a small car, yet not even this piece of furniture could fully withstand the weight of my body, as its wood started with my subtle, but vigorous quivers.

I was a prime stud of a man, a twenty-year-old caramel-skinned Alpha male with a few dozens of thousands of women under my belt; so heavy and muscular there wasn’t almost any space left on that chair for my massive physique, which now shivered under the expectation of being fucked by that… even greater, much larger Alpha!

“Holy fucking shit!!”

My master was a giant. There was no other way to describe him; a 7.1ft-tall breeding bull, with a shallow coating of hairs covering his entire muscular frame, which was so gigantic it dwarfed even my own.

I weighed 650 pounds of pure muscular perfection, yet that stallion of an old stud weighted no less than 800!

His head alone seemed to be the size of one of my pecs. His mouth could swallow my head and his tongue could easily pierce my throat and rip it open, if he so chose to do.

But he never chose my pain—not without my consent, at least. His massive mouth now descended upon my erect cock, which throbbed and gushed precum like mad on his face.

He paused with the tip of his tongue teasing my urethra, looking at me with those piercing, pitch-black eyes.

‘I see you gushing for me already.’

‘M-master!’ I panted, not knowing how to address that god-stud.

His massive prick touched my legs. The bull wasn’t just a bovine creature in size or strength, but also in endowment: between his legs dangled a 18in pussy-stretching, ass-wrecking monstrosity as thick as a large bottle of Coke.

His was a monster cock so humongous big any other man —even myself!— would be broken just after one hour trying to walk with that gargantuan thing. Yet he not only carried that thing with ease but at times even seemed to forget his tool, letting it stand upright, dangling side to side, while he lowered his lips to finally suck me off.

‘Fucking gorgeous cock you have, my bitch!’ And he squeezed my monster trunk with both hands, making me yelp.

My sight blurred for a while. That was too much for even I to bear. He ran his hands along my monstrous shaft, which wasn’t so much smaller than his own.

I was twenty-something years younger than him, yet sporting a 14in cock which never stopped to grow year after year. My meat-tub, accompanied by two of the fattest, hardest balls any male specimen could possess, grew at the pace of half an inch a year —versus my master’s a quarter-inch a year.

At 55-years-old, though, it was amazing that the mature bull could still grow more cock in a few years than most men had during their whole puberties.

My balls dangled low and hot, shivering with so much energy. The monster grabbed one of them with his hand, enveloping it with ease.

‘Sweet eggs.’ He complimented before masterfully touching my ostrich-egg sized gland.

I was aghast. Most women couldn’t grab a single of my balls with both hands, yet that gargantuan titan did so easily with a single hand.

His palm squeezed my sphere with power, stimulating the production of gallons and more gallons of milk. I started to scream like a madman, insanely forcing against the belts tying my arms to that chair:

My eyes almost leapt off my skull. I felt the gallons of spunk flowing up my balls, and so did my man: with his hands, he inspected the texture and the power of the semen running inside my testicular ducts, smiling as he lick the tip of my head with his tongue.

“Your spunk’s got the thickness of an Alpha male seed. It’s the second thickest spunk in the world, right behind my own.”

I roared and shook, feeling my sack growing heavy with the double stimuli of his hands and his words.

“Master!!” Suddenly, though, I fell into silence with my master crushing my sack.

The spunk flowed so hard from my balls I could literally hear it, like a very deep whistling of liquids running through a very narrow passage.

My organism filled up with spunk, with the gigantic veins inflating in preparation to my superb orgasm. I felt a little bit of my semen already flowing up my shaft, so close to shooting.

The male threw me another fatal look, however, shutting me up with his thunderous voice:

“Don’t you dare nut, whore. I want to feel your sperm reaching maximum thickness before you unload it.”

“Master!”

The gigantic man, then, put his hands on my balls, caressing them with such strength that I felt my stomach ache and my prick almost tear itself in the middle, so hard it was!

Jets of lube burst into the ceiling, where they loudly splashed, falling on us like rain. My body would end up infected if the spunk kept piling up so hard and heavy on my sack. My balls, which were already giant, had doubled in size at that point, stock-piling more spunk than literally fifty horses.

All of this my master felt as he masturbated them, pressing his fingers on my sack and feeling the fluids flowing inside.

“So much semen you’ve got. So much sperm!” He gave me that conman smile. “How many women have you knocked up to this day, young bull?”

I answered with a very frail, yet proud voice:

“Fifty-eight thousand mammas.” I puffed up my chest, making my muscles roar. “I’ve already unloaded my seed in over fifty-eight thousand bitches, all of which I bred with my powerful juice.”

“Good. You’re on the right track… but you need to fuck much, much more.”

His hands made me crazy! Tears were pouring from my eyes!

My body jumped, dragging the armchair on the floor. “Master!! Master!!”

The guy masturbated my testicles directly, sinking his hands on that spunk sack. My sperm was so thick that I already felt it like cement on my scrotum, literally weighting some thirty pounds per testicle.

I wanted an immediate release, but my master seemed determined to torture me to the very last second. Then I felt, before it even touched me, his tongue leaving his giant mouth and getting close to my prick, now at its full, glorious anaconda-length.

“God!!” My eyes were tearing up, delighted to see that monstrosity of meat. “This fucking tongue!! Your tongue…”

My master had ten inches of tongue –more tongue, indeed, than most men had in cock! His favorite pastime, as it happened, as to make women faint just with his tongue inside their cunts, which he sucked so masterfully before devouring with his cock.

“What a delicious cock!” He praised me right before laying the whole length of his tongue along my prick, licking it up very slowly, from base to head.

My cock ejaculated monstrous loads of lubes up in the air, almost all of them splashing on the ceiling. With his tongue and lubes, the male coated my entire prick. His tongue lapped around my penis and jerked it off like a hand. The pressure and power of his muscle were unbelievable, literally like the deadly hug of an anaconda.

I roared. My muscles burst, doubling in size.

The arms of the chair got a little lose after my vigorous motions. I was trying not to shake so hard, but I couldn’t help it: my muscles gradually fragmented that seat, which would soon turn to dust thanks to the intensity of my pleasure.

My mighty body burned so much that it was fully coated by a layer of steam. My master started biting my cock, giving it violent suctions with his tongue and lips.

The spunk flowed up my urethra, but I managed to control it in the very last moment: “ooorh-uuurh!!”

Still, a super volume of spunk bubbled up from the tip of my prick, flying eight feet up in the air before falling on my prick.

My master’s eyes glistened as soon as he saw that dense, white, thick liquid. His hands abandoned my balls and grabbed my mast.

“Quiet!” He commanded to my prick, squeezing it so tight that I thought my soul itself would be torn from my body.

I closed my eyes so that they did leap out of the sockets.

My balls lost control and pumped seed loudly through the rest of my reproductive system. My body was swelling with semen. Very thin, speedy threads burst from my compressed urethra, despite all the strength with which that monster squeezed me.

Smiling, he licked his giant lips.

“Bitch’s all crazy for me to suck her, huh?”

My breast expanded and contracted furiously, at the pace of my maddened perspiration. My voice was thin; my eyes, shaking madly in their sockets:

“Yes!! Yes!!” My high-pitched scream made the windows shake. “Yes!!!”

The male puckered his lips and moved them close to my purple, engorged helmet.

“Very well, little whore. Im’ma suck you off real good.”

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A giant bull feeds his woman with his massive, swollen ball

The room was a crime scene, one that showed me exactly what was in store for me: hundreds of women passed out, beaten into submission by a virile cock, squirming and trembling on the floor, experiencing massive orgasms even while unconscious. That room alone had about sixty “corpses” floating on hundreds of thousands of gallons of semen, and much more was pouring from the holes in the ceiling. Some bodies were falling along with the semen, building piles of flesh near me, and a few women were literally glued to the ceiling by the virile spunk, staying there, still and unconscious, like little flies on a spider’s web.

I had the biggest ball in the world in my mouth. The man’s powerful testicle was slightly larger than an American football, and I had it all in my mouth, its lower half invading my throat, a ball that was longer and thicker than any penis I had tasted before. My stud smiled to me, sometimes looking around to the destruction he had wrought and taking a deep breath, making his chest swell to even more outrageous proportions. “Isn’t that a nice sight, slut?” He asked, his voice making the room shake. I quivered and came, “biting” his balls, or rather, squeezing it with contractions of my mouth and throat, for not one inch inside of me was left free by that gargantuan organ. “That was a nice quickie to empty my sack.” He kept saying, feeling his ball throb and refill itself in my mouth.

The arrogant stud was flexing the muscles, making his dick jump and hit my head like a baseball bat. That cocky horse! I wish I had only a fraction of his strength to teach him a lesson… but I didn’t! I was just one of those hundreds of sluts he consumed; nothing but a Brazilian bombshell awaiting their same fate: to sleep, passed out on a puddle of spunk, after he had fecundated me with gallons of his jizz.

Despite my agony, I was cumming already. I had never stopped cumming, in fact, since that stallion started punishing cunt after cunt before me, about five hours ago, and I passed out countless times as I saw him tirelessly ravishing over three hundred bodies like the divine stud he was.

Three hundred women feel before me like they were nothing. Half of them were muscular bombshells and sturdy Amazons of incredible muscle mass, stamina, and power! The other half were “classically beautiful and feminine” ladies with tall bodies, thin waists, massive breasts, outrageous asses, and long, well-toned legs that could kick like mares, and they too knew their way around hordes of studs.

None of the girls was inexperienced; none of them was naïve in terms of sex and power; and all of them were destroyed by that stallion like they were literally fucked, penetrated, and jizzed on by an army of Spartan knights.

The man nutted so much and so hard that a single spray from his penis was enough to cover a whole wall of those vast rooms in goo. When his monster cock was firmly lodged in a womb, the female body expanded like a balloon, bursting rocket-jets of jizz through her over-stretched cunt, crying and panting as that male fecundated her a thousand times over in under a second. Then, three hundred and nine other cunts followed. The beast was unstoppable, and even as he was fucking the last few women of that harem, he hadn’t even broken a single bead of sweat.

As the monster stood powerful and hard before me, I knew I was before a god of pure virility. Three hundred and nine bodies floated on about five million gallons of human seed across five floors of that skyscraper, and yet the man looked fresh and ready like I was his very first woman—all of that “quickie,” just like he said, to get his dick warmed up.

I felt the monster on my head as I struggled to know what to do with that gigantic ball inside me. The sensations were too overwhelming, in fact, for me to keep my sense of time and space intact. Fucking hell, that prick! That godforsaken prick! Any size queen like me would kill to have a prick just as ten times smaller than that one, and even the dirtiest of minds wouldn’t conceive genitalia so outrageously, so humongously gigantic!

His prick rest in my head, semi-hard, satiated after all that intense fucking, and it measured thirty-three inches long. It looked minuscule, in fact, compared to how it was when the monster was fucking at nearly full power, yet even in its “tame” shape it was longer than three of the biggest dicks any woman could ever had—and that’s not including its girth, which added another layer of obscene virility to its shape.

The semi-soft cock was so thick two full hands could only barely wrap themselves around its girth. That was a dick so ridiculously thick (and heavy!) that it was easier measuring its width that its actual girth: six full inches in the middle of its body, with seven inches on the widest part of its head. Goddamn it, I felt that beast hitting and whipping my back like it was a living creature! The way it throbbed and moved above me was monstrous, like almost a separate entity from that god’s body.

The veins! Jesus Christ, the veins of that beast! I caressed it with one hand, gushing gallons through my cunt as I climaxed and fell on wind whirl of pleasure simply by touching the hard surface of that veiny monster! To me, the only cock that’s worth worshipping is a veiny one, and that stud had veins to spare in the surface of his monster cock: the roadmap of thick, throbbing veins and pulsating arteries was so large that my fingers barely ever touched the actual meat of the cock itself! Some veins were almost a full inch thick, adding to the obscene girth of that horse member—if “horses,” of course, were twice as endowed and five times as hard and powerful.

The blood! Holy fuck, I could squeeze those veins and they wouldn’t bulge! That’s how hard they were! The blood coursed through them in inhuman speeds; so fast that it would probably flow through the entire body of an average men in three seconds or less! Its speed was such that, if I merely touched one vein with my fingers, I could literally feel the blood cells speeding through the canal, fueling that cock with as much blood as the body of a bull.

My other hand squeezed and fondled the monster’s right testicle, which was growing fatter and heavier with his outrageous piles of jizz. «Holy fucking Christ!» My mind raced. «This bull doesn’t stop making seed!!» You could hear the sloshing sounds of the jizz being pumped into the sack from the other side of them room. If you were like me, touching that god-like testicle, you would feel the fat waves of milk being formed in the surface of the testicle, then running like long, fertile “slugs” along its ducts, which grew fatter as insane amounts of that jizz were produced.

I could feel all of that jizz in my mouth. In fact, I could literally taste it! The monster was so virile that the jizz poured through the skin of his testicle and literally dripped anywhere he stood at; he was a bull so powerful and so ludicrously lush that he literally sweat spunk! I could feel this in my hands, which slowly got stained with jizz, as well as in my mouth, which was desperately stretched by a full egg of that monster.

My stud buckled his hips, hitting my head slightly—“slightly” for him, I mean, because for me even the most delicate of motions felt like a lower hook to my chin! I reveled on that fact that my worshiping was giving him pleasure, and I decided to show him that, though I was no more than a slut to his heart, I was at least the mightiest, sturdiest of sluts he’d ever get to fuck in his life. «Very well, stallion. You have enough cock for a hundred men, but my body is worth two hundred women.» Channeling all my energy to my muscles, I felt my blood boil as I prepared my revenge. «Do you seek pleasure? Very well. I will give you pleasure, my horse!»

With internal contractions of my throat synchronized with expert movements of my lips and suctions of my mouth, I started to “squeeze” and massage that testicle in my mouth. I could make my inner walls vibrate while my muscles “crushed” the cock very gently, very gently, adding lightning bolts of pleasure to the bull’s body. The man grunted and grabbed my hair with both hands. I smiled, knowing I was in the right track. I redoubled my efforts, filling the room with his grunts and taking in my face the full power of his buckling hips. The stud was in heat, and I was adding coal to his fire! Awesome!

Jizz started drooling on my left hand, which so vigorously caressed his right testicle. Fuck! I came a big one when I saw the entire surface of that god-like testicle oozing with sperm! For the love of god, how virile was that bull! Jizz was coming so hard from him that my arm soon got completely covered on it, and the juice loudly splashed on the ground, which itself was a three-feet-deep layer of scorching spunk.

My mind couldn’t process the full extent of his virility while my mouth was completely filled with the same spunk. I could feel the semen production accelerated in his testicles, and within a second I was literally drinking throat-fulls of his spunk, filling my stomach with a gallon of jizz for every gulp, cramming so much seed inside of me that my nostrils twitched, stretched out, then burst with jizz on my face, sneezing spunk sometimes so hard that I covered the man’s muscles with his semen.

That was so! Much! Jizz!! Though I tried to resist and be strong, my belly soon bulged loudly, stretching the clothed I was still wearing. The buttons of my shirt popped and hit the ground like bullets as my stomach kept inflating with the god-awful load of semen, and the monster gave a cocky laughter, taking the jizz from my nose with his fingers and coating my hair with it. “Worthless slut!” Not so “worthless,” in fact, for at every second he stopped and grunted, resisting the immense pleasure he felt with my suctions on his balls. “Mmrm, you worthless Brazilian bimbo! Why don’t you take these cheap clothes you’re wearing and reveal your hot bod to your stud?” The monster taught about taking my clothes and tearing them with a single hand, but he smiled when seeing my belly and waist inflating with his seed. “Don’t worry. They are going to be torn up by themselves.”

Then, to my shock, the monster took one deep breath and roared, making all this muscles bulge and swell so hard my face almost got punched by his mighty abs! His physique was the stuff of legends! The mightiest of bodybuilders couldn’t match even his legs and his arms alone! That man was literally as big and as muscular as the biggest, most muscular breeding bull, and every time he flaunted his power (like he did then), his body turned into hard, indestructible mountain—so fucking solid and rigid he could literally deflect bullets with his musculature alone.

«Fuck!!» My mind was slowly shattered as the events happened way faster than it could process. «This dick… fuck!!» I felt the mighty snake throbbing on my head. «Someone could shoot thick cock at point blank and then bullet would ricochet, like a bar of pure iron!» I was right, but that wasn’t my immediate concern as my mouth and my body were invaded… «god!!»… by the biggest, heaviest load of spunk I’d ever tasted! «Jesus fucking Christ!!»

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Twenty tall, massive, Amazonian-type scientists drool over an 8-feet-tall, 1,200-pound muscle god with a 20-inch+ dick (while soft)

Before them, in the middle of that other room, was not only a man, but a Man. «A fucking Man!» A voice shouted in the doctor’s head following the immense heat burning in her chest. There was so much to look at on the other side of the glass that the brains of those girls were truly frozen for a long time, quivering just as much as their eyes swirled on their sockets. Slowly, many tongues got out of their mouths, and droplets of saliva fell on the ground, as loud as the booms of a thunder.

The guy had his legs spread and tied to the back legs of that chair. He was so massive that the chair seemed minuscule in comparison, almost as if he was sitting on a baby or a doll-house seat. His legs were so long and muscular that they actually felt better tied to the rear legs of that chair than on the front ones. His wrists too had been tied on the back of the chair, and the whole seat seemed always about to unfold under his tremendous weight, for the guy was huge beyond any description could make him justice.

“God… by god…” The scientist muttered, walking closer to the screen. Muscles abounded on that white, fair-haired stud. He was so hard and powerful that, even when relaxed, he made his muscles ripple and throb wildly. «Fuck!!» It was so impossible to focus when such paramount of masculinity was laid there like cheap, easy meat before them. «Fuck me, he’s hot!!»

His shoulders were almost as massive as those women were tall. They could literally lay on them like a bed, and there would still be some inches left from their feet. His breasts were two obscene, hard slabs of power that could easily embrace eight women side to side. The width and hardness of those pecs alone got the doctor’s cunt swollen. The long legs of those gorgeous women were glistening with their juices, building puddles around their feet. Their shoes were being ruined by the constant secretion of nectar, and the temperature in the room was quickly rising.

Gazing upon the bear’s mighty arms, the doctor ran scenarios in her head in which the man wrestled mighty beasts into the ground using nothing but his raw, muscular power. The man’s biceps were thicker than her torso, and the veins… «my god, these veins!» The biggest of them could fit three of her fingers.

«My god, what the fuck is this man??» She lowered her gaze on the man’s body, afraid of what she might yet see. She counted his abs, but stopped short of fourteen. She knew the beast had sixteen mighty abs glistening beneath his bronzed skin, but she didn’t have the courage to look at the bottom two. If she did so, she would be staring straight into the man’s genitalia, and that… oh! She didn’t know whether she was strong enough to do it.

“My god!” The power of those abs! Each of those muscles was almost as big as a regular bodybuilder’s biceps! Around the chair, in fact, there were three other chairs completely bent and twisted on the ground. One of the scientists, by her side, explained with a quivering, high-pitched voice: “we tried to tie him to those chairs, but they were too weak. We settled for this titanium one, which is still too small, still too…” But they were all silent again, looking at the most prized asset of that glorious stud.

«His penis. His fucking penis!» The doctor put her hands on the glass and leaned over it, experiencing electric bursts in her hips. She was a hard woman who loved putting her lovers to the test. During most, if not all of her fucking, she took the dominant role, trying to squeeze as much juice as possible of her big-dicked lovers, who nonetheless always failed to last as long as her.

She was a big, powerful Alpha female, and as such she loved and craved for big dicks—and that dick, oh!, was the biggest, hardest, most massive cock any woman like her could ever ask for.

The anaconda fell from the man’s hips into the ground. Half of its floppy, soft body staid curled on the floor, throbbing very gently as the man moved. The size of that thing was just… obscene! The chair was of average size, and still the dick was long enough to sprawl on the ground like a fat snake. The doctor was hypnotized by its girth, was easily thicker than even a very muscular biceps. The beast throbbed and twirled, jumping on the ground as massive veins pumped blood across its tremendous length.

There was a reason why the stud always had his legs so wide open: his massive balls dangled in the chair, half-way down to the ground. They were the biggest, most obscene balls any woman had ever seen, and their hardness was such all the ladies could feel them behind that glass. The monster’s sack was hard and not very baggy, but that’s mostly because everything in him was hard and powerful. His balls were just as big as American footballs, and they throbbed just like hearts, swinging on the chair and hitting its titanium legs. The veins…! «My god!» The veins that covered those balls were pure power! Some of them, indeed, were actually the sperm ducts, holding all the seed that stallion sure produced in insane amounts; they were all so thick and lively, however, it was very difficult knowing which was which just from the distance.

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A Young Stallion fucks a Tank! (Full story)

What a wonderful feeling, having my prick crammed all the way up inside my delicious whore!

Ha, ha, ha! The guy must have been agonizing with all these gallons of spunk I was nutting straight into his guts.

Wow, wow! What a glorious feeling!

My male shivered and quivered, choking all the time, for massive loads of spunk flowed through his throat and exploded out of his mouth.

I had my prick well deep inside his rear: fourteen inches of thick, pussy-wrecking, ass-ripping manhood nutting straight into that hot, hard blonde’s intestines.

I roared, and the delicate glass items around the room shattered with my coarse, powerful roars.

My prick got deeper inside that ass, five or six times a second. In the quickest, most brutal moments, I crammed it some seven, even eight times a second.

A crack grew quickly on the wall where I crushed the body of my man, pounding his ass against the marble.

The huge cracks sprawled all the way up to the ceiling. The damage was getting so big and concentrated that soon a huge piece of that wall would fall on the ground.

I was fucking that sweet boy’s ass so hard I was going to tear up a whole in the wall!

My female convulsed with pleasure and unrivalled pain while I literally came gallons of spunk in ‘her’ anus. I felt his vast muscles flexing and hardening, which almost made me lose my damn head!

‘Oooorrhh!!’ And, with all this pleasure, my prick ejaculated even more gallons of milk inside him: bloooooorrsshh!!

I felt the copious broth run through my urethra like train wagons. It was a tremendous pain having to hold all this sperm at once, but anyway, that’s the heavy duty us mega studs need to contend with.

God didn’t give me a fourteen-inch prick, after all, for nothing! My whole genitalia weighed over thirty pounds, with my balls alone weighting about ten pounds each… when they were dry!

‘Uuuurrrrh!! Uuuuurrrh!!’ When they were full, oh, their weight increased disproportionally.

I was more potent than a horse, and certainly much bigger than a bull. My body was over 350 pounds of sheer muscle —and that was back then, when I was much, much smaller!

Back then, oh, as I was fucking the ass of my delicious Nordic god, I was no more than eighteen-years-old, and ‘just’ 6.7ft-tall!

That physique was already good enough, however, to bear a 14in-cock and a set of two, 10-pound balls, as all as to hold all the energy needed to move and pump all these colossal genitalia.

When I was over-aroused, my sack could fill up with about a quarter-gallon at a time!

My spunk, however, wasn’t like any average man’s spunk; it wasn’t the watery, sticky, disgusting spunk most males came, but nothing less than the thickest seed in the universe.

That’s right. Even today, when I unload my sperm inside a woman, sometimes I myself take loads of my spunk with a hand and play with it like clay.

One can build giant balls with my milk, as if it was rubber or a giant chewing gum.

Today, my semen weighs about a hundred pounds per gallon, but back then it was considerably ‘lighter,’ no more than sixty pounds per gallons.

‘Oooorrhh!! Ooooaaarrh!!’ As I unleashed my truckloads into my princess, my muscle blonde swelled and became immensely heavy with my load.

Through his body flowed about two gallons of seed at every given instant, holding about a hundred and twenty pounds of my seed, burning like a steam engine inside his guts and belly.

Blooom!! Blooom!!! While I came and my little whore ejaculated, huge pellets of my sperm splashed on the floor: blooorrsh!!

The entire house quaked, like there were meteors hitting it.

It also quaked the harder I screamed, feeling all those tremendous discharges in my prick. ‘Ooooaarrh!!’ My muscles flexed. My body became larger and exorbitantly hard, thick, hot, and heavy.

At that point, I was about 6.7-feet tall and was adding inch after inch on that mark with all the power that was building inside my muscle fibers.

My blond boy’s sweet, delicious body grew higher on the wall as I grew and gained mass, pulling him up with my prick crammed in his ass.

Mercilessly, I took some three inches of cock from him, just to cram them all back in his ear, asking myself how haven’t I burst his guts by that point.

Many ladies, even dudes had been hospitalized thanks to my power.

I’m not going to deny: I’m an irreprehensible and careless fucker. With my family’s wealth, I could always buy myself out of any trouble, then good pussies (and asses) were never in short-supply to my voracious prick, even when it shot out fatal, body-ripping loads.

Still, that didn’t mean I liked to nearly kill my partners at every fucking. Oh, far from that: sexual power is amazing, but after a point it becomes mightily dangerous.

The first woman I ever fucked, for instance, stayed in the hospital for about three months, for I had wrecked her cunt and womb with the sheer might of my discharge.

I had lost my virginity at the age of six, you know. Though incredibly precocious, even back then I sported an 8in schlong, with more muscles than even guys three times my age, so I didn’t need a lot to seduce that hot, tasty, busty woman before me.

I made her faint about five times on the course of two hours of fucking, and I needed to call an ambulance after I shot my full load—over a gallon and a half of boy cream inside her.

If I hadn’t learned to be much more careful back then, there would be no woman or man who would withstand the brutal force of my discharges, which could blast concrete and bend steel.

It was exceptionally rare to find someone —especially a girl— who could withstand all my power, and precisely because of this that man in front of me was so amazing!

‘Gooorrsshh!!’ He kept coming, nutting lubes from his gigantic prick (but minuscule if compared to mine) while I destroyed his rear and fucked gallons in his rear. ‘Gooorrhh!!’

That marvelous Nordic male had the most perfect body I had ever seen in any man besides myself… and my master! A mountain of muscles, he was a 20-year-old Nordic god with the fame of being one of the greatest pussy-wreckers in my uni.

Judging by all I’ve heard about him, he had slayed over six hundred pussies by that point at had arrived at college. There wasn’t a single hot woman in town who hadn’t heard his name, and almost no one with whom he hadn’t broken a bed with his ferocious fucking.

The guy had lost his virginity by the age of thirteen, and since then he hadn’t stopped. Fucking ladies at about a hundred per year, it was no wonder that he was one of the finest, biggest, hardest, most potent males of all.

A pity that I was so incomparably superior. Oh! There wasn’t any discussion about that! The fact that he had once thought, even for just a second, he could possibly compete with me was no less than ludicrous.

For 600 women, well, that’s what I had fucked in my first year alone! Until my eighteenth birthday, well, I had slayed over seven thousand hotties, having sometimes had to move out of town, state, or even country to find new, fresh meat.

I needed little, almost nothing to seduce a new female and lead her to bed with me: all that I needed were a few words, some seconds of visual contact, and minutes later she’d be writhing in my prick, coming five, six times a second with every single inch I crammed inside her pussy, her mouth, her ass.

My prick, like everything else in my physique, was supernatural in its ability to generate orgasms. Maybe it was its girt, maybe it was its unsurpassable thickness and harness, but my prick could literally lift the body of a woman if I thrust my hips higher.

The pleasure screams of those nymphs was the most common sound of my life. None of them could resist for too long, after all, just staring at the obscene bulge under any short I was wearing.

When soft, my prick was still about eleven inches long, with a thickness comparable to soda bottle. I had in cock what most man didn’t have in arms.

The ladies coveted my huge tool even harder than they did my gigantic body, which matched perfect those immense jewels I carried between my legs.

My eggs, by the way, were the size of ostrich ones, and able to produce as much sperm as it was needed to seed an entire city.

I roared while thrusting my prick in that tremendously thick, bloodied anus.

‘Uuurrrhh!!’ I roared, rolling my eyes with indescribable pleasure.

My balls, well, they contracted like two hearts, literally sending gallons of spunk through my cock, fecundating that rear with thick, loaded rivers of semen every passing second.

I didn’t simply store semen in my testicles; I churned them out immediately as I ejaculated them, giving the impression that my jizz-storage was endless.

That why my ejaculations were so tremendously long: with all the energy in my body being converted to the production of the world’s thickest, densest sperm, my horse prick could sustain orgasms for over five unbroken seconds.

All in all, when my prick finally calmed down and I stopped ejaculating, I was standing in a twenty, maybe twenty-five-gallon pile of my own jizz!

And that was just a single ejaculation! Nothing prevented me, oh, from nutting an equally formidable about after just a few minutes of rest.

In fact, for my prick to even start to grow soft, I needed to come at least five times —and each of those times, as you might have guessed it, ended with a mess of over ten, twenty, thirty, hell, fifty gallons of sacred man juice.

‘Oooaarrhh!! Aaaaarrrhh!!’ I roared when feeling the tasty, scalding liquids flowing through my urethra.

The cracks on that wall had gathered around my male’s waist, forming a rater on the wall as soon as a whole section of it was pulverized, falling like power on his feet.

I kept cramming that prick in his body with all my power. With that delicious, extremely hard and heavy male, I could finally cut loose and let all the power of my virility and sexuality run amok in his body.

Well, not so much. That was still just half my full power, after all.

All and all, if I really wanted to, I could easily rip the intestines of that man and open a whole from his anus up to his brain with my ejaculations.

I literally had a cannon for prick; my strength was not comparable to any living creature, but only to military objects like tanks or ships —which I had personally filled with jizz, by the way, in some spicy episodes of my past.

‘Come on, boy!’ My manly master once presented me before all his male friends, true Alpha males of the country’s elite, all of them incredulous about my abilities. ‘Show these fuckers what you’re capable of.’

That was just a few days ago —my birthday—, when I had turned eighteen and my tutor had brough a literal tank to his farm, and I showed off before the amazed audience, everyone intimidated and shocked by the amount of muscles on my body.

‘So young… yet this guy has more muscles than a Schwarzenegger!’

Their eyes were divided between my abundant muscles, indeed, and my horse-like bulge, which left their own cocks hard with desire.

‘By god… he’s huge!’

With those eyes devouring me, I stretched and smiled to my master —who was quite possibly the only male to beat me in the whole wide world.

‘Alright, old man. Let me show them exactly how a real man fucks.’

Then, totally naked, I approached that tank and grabbed its fuselage with my hands.

The metal bent under my fingers as I applied force. I could hear the several nervous gulps as those man saw me bending the tank’s surface with my grip alone.

‘That can’t be!’ They exclaimed. ‘That can’t be true!’

With all the muscles of my body flexing and swelling, plus some outrageously thick veins sprawling all over my arm, I felt my prick harder, bigger, thicker as the adrenaline flooded my veins.

Soon enough, the crowd became even more incredulous with the size of the dong between my huge thighs.

‘Ooooaarrh!!’ I let go an immense roar, as it was typical of when I was truly aroused.

With my first, I grabbed thicker segments of the fuselage and… craaaarck!! Literally started to peel that vehicle off like a banana.

My biceps had grown wider and my veins bulged as I tore that metal like paper. Just like this, second after second, my teenage body dismounted that tank before the incredulous eye-witnesses.

‘Impossible! T-that’s… that’s impossible!’ They exclaimed, barely knowing that the most impressive was still about to come.

 ‘If it’s really impossible, then how do you explain… this!’

‘Ooorrh!!’

Everyone covered their mouths and held back their breaths as I squatted, half that thank by its wheels and turned it over with a simple movement, not showing the slightest effort, showing off my prick more clearly for all of them to see.

The tank was turned upside down, and I walked up to its muzzle, which now was at the same level of my waist.

‘Oooh!! For the love of…!! What is this guy going to do?!’

I approached the barrel with heavy steps and aligned my prick on its muzzle.

My prick was so tremendously thick, so stupidly large and powerful, that even with tank I still worried that my dick might get stuck inside the barrel.

The difference between our widths wasn’t actually that large; my prick literally had the same thickness as a projectile!

‘That’s one big-ass tank, master.’ I said to the old man, who smiled as devilishly as I did. ‘It’s gonna carry all my load.’

And, before the incredulous gaze of those gentlemen, I started pumping my prick into the cannon.

I started off real slow, very sensuously, giving those horny men just a taste of my muscles flexing and my prick protruding into that war vehicle.

My prick made a coarse noise every time it penetrated that thing. I could hear all the air moving around me, as if no object has ever violated that car in such way.

The force I fucked it with was comparable to new shots of its cannon. Eventually, I gained rhythm and speed, while mentioning my insanely high force: boom-booom-booom…!! The vast field started to shake and the tank to be dragged back on the ground as I fucked it with my habitual supersonic strength.

Within moments, I was ramming my prick up that tube some five times a second, and I needed to grab the long iron mast with both hands to keep my balance.

‘Oooorrhh!!’ I rarely moaned when I jerked off, but that was a special occasion. ‘Oooorrhh!!’ My roars made the whole earth shake. ‘Oooaarrhh!!’ I felt the men admiring me with profound envy, not knowing if they should be shocked or awed by that performance.

‘You son… son of a bitch!’ And they turned to my master. ‘This young man is bigger than a bull!’

‘Oh, and you haven’t seen anything of him, yet.’ The man responded, with an enormous, proud smile in his face. ‘Wait until he actually cums.’

‘Oooh!!’

Many of those guys caressed their own minuscule pricks in their pants, feeling them harder and harder.

I had no doubt that most of them were straight, but I didn’t give two shits about that: before a male like me, even other manly-men found it hard to control their immense desire.

Zeeep!! While I fucked that cannon barrel with ever more horse-like power, I heard some zippers being undone and hard dicks being exposed.

The guys were jerking off to me. How wonderful!

«You think that’s exciting??» I grabbed that barrel with even greater strength. «Then watch this, you losers!»

With my muscle power of thirty horses, I squeezed that barrel and bent it over, dragging back the whole, heavy tank on the mud.

The vast vehicle was pushed as I pressed my waist against the barrel of its cannon. My thrusts had become so ferocious, in fact, that the car didn’t stop being dragged on the ground, pushed by the pure power of my pelvic thrusts.

My muscles grew and throbbed before my eyes, and my body gained some two or three inches of height, easily surpassing seven feet as I bent that metallic barrel with my bare hands.

I released steam through my mouth and nose. My body was burning at over 60ºC, with my blood at 90ºC on its hottest parts —my prick and my balls, I mean.

Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom…!! It was inconceivable the speed with which I fucked that car; I counted something like seven or eight thrusts per second, literally bending the metal with my horse-like power.

‘Buuurrhh!!’ I puffed. ‘Uuuuurrhh!!’ And felt my balls swell and my sack grow harder and heavier.

‘God!!’ The audience was horrified. ‘How can this… oooh!!… how can this young man…?!`

But they were all silent and impotent before me, going crazy with the intensity of the pleasure they extracted from seeing me pump into that tank.

‘When you’re done, Renato,’ my master said, with his crazily deep voice. ‘Step aside so I can have a little bit of fun too.’

I looked besides me while I slowly destroyed that tank with my pelvic thrusts.

‘You’re gonna cum in it too, master?’ And the old man nodded, filling me with fear.

My master, well, was the only man capable of beating me, be it in size, power, virility, and quite simply equine, bullshit power.

The guy slowly took off the shirt, revealing to all of us his massive, hairy torso.

‘Are you going to…??’

‘Of course, I am. Pay attention to him, folks, for the best is yet to come.’

‘Ooooh…!!’

And they didn’t know in whom to focus: if own on horse body reducing that tank to a pile of metal rubbish or if on the even larger, more awesome body of my master, whose shirt he had unbuttoned down too his abs.

‘After he’s done with that tank, I too am going to give it a little quickie.’

‘Ooooh!!’

And, cocky and confident, he tore off the rest of his shirt: vuuuushh!! The giant cloth was thrown up in the air, flowing down on the ground.

 ‘Wow!!’

His spectacular, even more massive body was exposed for all to see, and one of the little guys dare couldn’t control himself any longer, shooting his tiny, pecky load on the ground:

‘Gooorhh!!’

Spuuurt!! Some pathetic jets of semen left its even more pathetic dick, basically falling between its own feet —not every man, as it seemed, could cum nearly as much as me or my master.

‘Careful, now.’ The old man said severely to the horny little dudes. ‘I’ll break the bones of whoever shoots his load anywhere near me.’

‘Ooorrh!!’

The still couldn’t pay attention in nothing else but his phenomenal physique.

While I was a naked super bull, with my caramel-skinned muscles glistening under the sun, my master was much more mature, with vast swaths of hair covering his torse, going down his abs until his waist.

‘Wow!!’ That bull was even more massive than I was: 7ft-tall! 450 pounds of muscles! ‘Wow!! Wow!!’

I heard the exclamations of those around me and gulped dryly, trying to fuck that tank harder so as not to lose my focus.

Jets and yet more jets of steam left all the pores of my body.

I no longer perspired; I ejected jets of steamy sweat through my pores. A while, dense layer of steam formed around my body; waves of heat created mirages all around me, as if my sexual power could bend the very fabric of space.

‘M-m-my god!!’

I gave the audience even more reasons to be jaw-dropped as I pushed that tank a few more meters down the hill, fucking its barrel at least nine times a second!

I felt the veins of my prick actually touching the sides of that wide barrel. My prick was obscenely fat and thick, surpassing eleven or even twelve inches of girth.

I felt the veins growing around my balls, sprawling all over my sack while waves and waves of spunk were expelled from there down to my body.

With tears flowing down my eyes, I felt the pressure would soon be too big to contain.

My urethra widened and my penis throbbed violently, expelling my first jets of lubes inside the barrel.

‘God!!’ I roared, and my hands crushed that barrel even more powerfully: crooooorsshh!!

If I kept going like that, it would soon be impossible to cram all of my prick in such bent-over barrel.

Staring at me, my giant master spoke with his thunderous voice:

‘Don’t you take too long, young man. I know you take time to cum, but my colleagues don’t have all Time in the world, apparently.’

He was right. Judging by the way those vermin masturbated before our bodies, oh, I think they didn’t have but seconds before passing out in pleasure.

‘Oooorrhh!!’ Still, I simply replied: ‘I’m done… in a minute, master!’

Blooorsh, blooorsh, guuursh, bluuursh…!! I felt the tank filling up with the loads of lubes my prick injected in it.

Waterfalls of thick gel fell from the barrel indie the bullet compartment in th vehicle, and from there they sprawled all over the car, filling it up slowly with the gallons of liquids I came unendingly.

My prick made the whole car vibrate. I felt the veins swelling to the point of almost bursting while I kept fucking that tank with the same power as all the bulls in that farm.

‘Oooorrhh!!’ The steam was exhaled through my nose with even greater force and heat. ‘Oooaarrhh!!!’

The barrel was bent further the harder and quicker I thrust into that car. With a hand, I released the barrel and grabbed my balls —which were so swollen only one of them fit in my palm.

Feeling the fire all over my veins, I started masturbating those balls for good, and this failed from making me shoot out a generous load of lubes.

My god, the power of those seedmakers! It was impossible to even imagine how my master —or any male in the world, actually— could actually have a sack more powerful than that prized one I carried between my legs.

Hot and sweet, I could feel the seed being loaded up at the base of my cock.

‘Oooaarrhh!!’

The broth finally started to flow from my testicles to the vesicles, and from them all the way up into my urethra, which started to heat up and throb, almost independent of my will.

I had over five gallons of spunk stockpiled inside my body: so much spunk, in fact, that it wasn’t a shock that all the broth was about to be released by itself, independently of my will.

‘God!!!’ I squeezed my heavy balls harder and harder.

It was an amazing sensation, that of producing more seed that probably all the rest of the animal kingdom combined —and even more indescribable to feel those same balls producing loads of spunk that would rival the full ejaculate of about five hundred studs.

Violent pulsations overtook my waist. I was dangerously close.

The tank was dragged further on the ground as my body gained some two inches of height thanks only to the pure power that rushed through my veins.

The veins grew and swelled all around my hips, and my balls looked like two gigantic, dried-out grapefruits, totally wrinkled thanks to the obscene number of veins and arteries that surrounded them.

I felt in my waist a burning sensation like I had never felt before in my life; after years and years fucking women with all the care and gentleness in the world, oh, I had finally found a whole big and strong enough to take on the full power of sex!

‘Ooooaarrhh!!’ With that tank, I could finally let go. There was no reason for gentleness anymore! I could release my full power!… destroy everything!… and still, no one would end up hurt.

Well, at least I hoped so.

‘M-m-my g-god!!’ The men in the audience couldn’t even speak properly, shivering thanks to the intensity of their frenzied masturbation. ‘G-get this over with!’

I shut my eyes, twitched my face, and thought: ‘Alright, then!’

I stopped thrusting in that barrel, and instead I took all my prick out and then… boooooom!! I crammed it all in with the greatest strength imaginable!

The metal bent over! The car was dragged back on the ground!

I took the prick out and crammed it all the way back again, repeating the movement… and the thunder!

As great as the horror of my audience was, it was nothing compared to my own agony:

My waist suffered hundreds of explosions simultaneously. The whole floor trembled as I extracted my prick from that barrel once again, leaving the tip of my helmet just outside the muzzle, which them I… I!…

BOOOOM!!! I fucked with total strength!

My prick hardened and throbbed. My balls unleashed all their content!

My ejaculation had started —and none of those poor fools was about to believe their very eyes.

With unimaginable power, I felt a thick stream flow through my horse prick, almost tearing up my urethra, travelling all the length of that shaft in a fraction of a second and blasting with total power inside the metallic frame.

PLOOOOM!! The car made a coarse, thunderous noise, like the world’s biggest, coarsest bell.

My long roar came afterwards, moved by the impressive strength of that liquid pouring from my prick.

I felt my muscle fibers being undone along my prick thanks to the pure pressure of that inconceivably dense, thick broth: blooooorsshh…!!!

My roars split the skies, and I felt as if all my waist was about to burst!’

‘God!! Holy fucking… shiiiit!!!’

I squeezed my meat club, making the many vein throb and my prick basically get stuck in that cone, in which I ejaculated inconceivable amounts of spunk!

‘Gooorrhh!!’

Within seconds, I had some about three whole gallons! My prick was literally shotting at a pace of around half a gallon per second!

‘The balls!! My god, look at that monster’s balls!’

My balls, in fact, swelled harder and harder before deflating with equal intensity, unloading another wave of spunk through my genitals.

My sack was so scorching that steam literally burst from its pores. A white cloud of steam formed around my waist, as if I literally had a steam engine in my hips.

‘Oooorrhh!! Ooooorrh!!!’

I could hear my liquids literally sloshing inside that tank: splaaassh, splaaassh, splassssh!! My master crossed his arms in front of his huge, tremendous, muscular pecs, smiling with great pride while he exchanged some cocky looks with his friends. ‘My young man is just getting started!’

‘Aaaaaheem!!’ And those pathetic men came, with all their dicks out, while I kept ejaculating my monstrous loads of spunk in that tank.

My body leaned forward, taken with pleasure. The barrel of the tank bent over even further, obstructing the flow of my spunk.

The spunk started bursting back into my body, sprinkling all over my caramel-skinned muscles.

‘Ooorrh!!’ The audience was shocked… and fucked! ‘God!!’

The spunk which flowed in my prick was so abundant the barrel of that tank alone could hold all of it!

I turned my face all the time, trying to avoid the speedy jets of spunk I came in there.

‘Ooorrhh!!’ I came. ‘Oooorrhh!!’ I came even harder!

In twenty seconds, I had come over twenty times, at a pace of about a full gallon per second, filling half of that tank already.

And that was still just me getting warmed!

«Oooorrhh… oooh, god!!» I felt my balls getting mad, throbbing like two hearts at an insane pace of three pumps per second —each throb producing an extra half a gallon of seed per ball! «God!!»

The steam that came out of them was so strong that I felt my skin burn with its intensity. Booom!! There was no way around it! Broooom!! With explosion in my hips, I moved forward, dragging the tank on the ground and bending its barrel even further, making it twist and turn like papier-mâché.

Flexing all my powerful muscles, growing to a height of well over 7.1ft-tall, I tried to fix that barrel with my hands just to give my spunk a little bit more room to flow.

Blooom!!-blooom!!-blooom!!-blooooom!!… my prick now throbbed at least three times per second. After forty seconds of nut, I was sure the tank was weighing an extra four hundred pounds with all the seed inside it!

I listened to ever fainter, even longer noises coming from the sides of the car.

Looking briefly to its doors, I saw tiny white threads ebbing and dripping on the floor. The tank was so full that, even with all its fuselage, my spunk was bursting out of it.

‘Holy… fucking… shiiiiit!!!’ I roared, and my prick unleashed even more uncontrollable loads of broth in that vehicle. ‘Oooorrhhh!!!’ An explosion. ‘Oooorrh!!’ Another explosion… ‘Ooorh!!’ And then another one!

The spunk abandoned my prick like rocket jets, and everybody around me fell with their knees on the floor, coming so hard with my uber masculine performance.

The level of the spunk lake inside the tank grew enormously, all the while my huge chest was painted white with all those jets bursting with immense pressure from inside.

One of them hit my face. My hair was painted white, and I felt my skull hurt with the weigh and thickness of that broth.

My spunk, after all, weighed about sixty pounds a gallon back then.

 ‘What a bath, Renato!’ My master teased me, and I came even harder as I laid my eyes over his amazing, unbeatable body.

The gigantic man fondled his own prick, so huge under the dark jeans he was wearing.

I had never seen that man naked or ‘in action,’ but maybe that day I’d have my jackpot.

First, of course, I had to stop coming, which was particularly difficult, considering that my prick was so happy and freed.

«I’m coming… aaaarrhh!!… everything I could never come till this day!»

All the pussies I had to pass on because they were to small and too tight for my donkey cock.

All he girls over whose bodies I had to came because, if I dared to come inside them, I would literally pop their bodies like balloons.

All the muscular women with whom I had to take the utmost control not to hurt and sent to a hospital, not to accidently kill!

All the jerking off I had to avoid because, even though I was alone, my orgasm could destroy an entire room or even the whole house I found myself in.

All this repressed sexual power was finally being released there, in that tank; a load of at least twelve years of repressed frustration, now finally released with all the world’s abandon.

My muscles throbbed as soon as I felt my balls swelling harder and compressing with equal strength, much stronger than ever before, sending continuous, endless jets through my urethra.

Craaarck, craaarck, craaarck!! I looked down to the cannon’s barrel and saw crack growing on the metal while I stretched it with my dong.

 ‘God!!’ I roared. ‘Holy fucking shit, god!!’

My prick was throbbing so hard and swelling so much that its girth had become greater than the barrel’s width, stretching out the metal to the point of rupture.

My body moved forward, dragging the vehicle again. Craaaarsshh!!

My face was drenched with all the gushes of sperm while the tank literally became a deposit for over fifty gallons of my virile seed.

Giant, thick, throbbing veins carrying gallons of blood flowed through my vast body, feeding it with the gallons of blood that would be needed to carry on such tremendous power.

My monster genitals released more steam jets, temporarily blocking the view of my body, surrounding it in a scorching mist.

My thick broth blasted inside the spunk-brimming tank. Little by little, I heard its metal bending: craaank, craaack, crooonk!!

The sides of the car had literally started to expand, its bulletproof metal to bend. What I feared the most was finally happening, right before my eyes? The tank was so full that it started to inflate… like a balloon!

‘Oooooaarrhh!!’ And my prick came, came, came and came and came and came, its endless orgasm surpassing a hundred gallons! Bloom-bloom, bloom-bloom!, bloom-bloooom!!… my balls throbbed and pumped gallons and gallons and more gallons of spunk from my organism, producing equally scary loads of spunk!

‘God! Oooorrhh!!!’

My master, near the audience, held his own massive prick inside his boxers, looking at me with a smile both proud and envious.

‘There’s no god to help you, young man.’

‘Oooaarrh!!’

‘Cum! Cum everything you can, young man! I want you to fill that tank to the brim!’

The earth trembled! My prick came another unbelievably large load of spunk inside the tank.

I felt the fluids reaching up to its ceiling —or rather, the floor—, showing that the vehicle was completely filled with spunk.

Immediately, I felt the broth flowing back in the barrel until it finally touched my own prick.

With every new ejaculation, now, I was cumming in my own body —there wasn’t a single cubic inch in that tank where I could stockpile my spunk.

In despair, I removed my prick from that cannon —or at least I tried to, for the monstrous phallus had been stuck inside.

‘Be careful, young man!’ My master provoked me. ‘You’re about to blast this tank… or rip your prick off!’

‘Go fuck yourself, daaaaamniiiiit!! Oooooaarrhh!!’ I didn’t give a damn to my bull while new and more powerful orgasmic waves took over my body.

With the final ejaculations, my titanic prick was pushed out of the vehicle, whose barrel was completely deformed.

With a final roar, almost ejaculating blood with all that power… BOOOM!! My prick was finally released from that barrel, causing a phenomenal, thunderous bang.

The audience lost their control, with men falling face to the ground thanks to the intensity of the orgasm they felt.

And that was still not everything!

‘Ooooaarhh!!’ I roared. ‘Ooooaarrhh!!’ Squeezing my muscle, vein-ridden prick, I aimed my powerful prick at the sky, where… ‘Aaaarrhh!’

Bloooorsshh!! One orgasm! Bloooorshh!! Two orgasms! Bloooooorsshh…!! A third, inconceivably long orgasm!

My prick was still shooting powerful loads into the air —so strong, in fact, that they barely fell over the vehicle’s carcass, but flew some sixty feet away, forming obscene arcs beyond those fields.

My roars proceeded, making the Earth literally trembled, all while my prick came and came and came and came and came and came, as there was no tomorrow.

‘You’ve beaten my record, boy!’

The jets seemed to fly beyond the horizon, some of them landing on the trees of the forest nearby, bathing all the trees in white.

Craaackkk… craaaack!! Many branches broke off and fell on the ground, for my spunk was too thick and heavy for them to bear it.

Gulping nervously, all the men were knelt around me, unable to believe that immense, 50,000-horse-strong virility in a single teenage prick.

‘M-m-my god!!’ Their fragile, pathetic voices came out shaky from their throats. ‘M-m-my g-g-god!!’

I experienced my final thrusts: bluuurssh, bluuuursh, bluuuuurshh!! Little by little, staring at the sky, I saw my jets losing intensity and my prick coming more weakly.

Finally, after some ten seconds coming like a crazy savage, my jets finally started falling back on the tank, painting it all white.

Steam burst from my nose as soon as my body heat up brutally, suffering from excesses of energy from those final ejaculations.

Soon enough… broom!! An immense cold took over me, and my muscles all vibrated with great power and virility as my orgasm finally subsided.

‘Oooorh!!’ The thermal shock was so intense that I was forced to give two steps back, dizzy, almost falling over. ‘Oooorh!!’

My prick still ejaculated, however, and much more powerfully —each nut actually being equivalent to some forty or sixty guys.

‘Fuck!! My god!!’ Came the little men around me. My broth continuously poured on the tank, painting it all white.

The vehicle soon looked like a vanilla cake, covered entirely with my manly layers of Chantilly.

‘Oooooaarrh!!’ Letting the prick go, I fell flat on my back. Booom!! The earth quaked as my 300-pound body fell, yet my gargantuan prick still kept coming, sending another wad or two into the sky at every freaking second. ‘Ooooaarrhh!!’

Completely aghast, I saw everything double as I squinted my eyes and waited for the energies to return to my body.

Life, however, didn’t want to give me another second’s rest: broom!! Brooom!! Brooooom!! Feeling powerful tremors, I laid down my head and looked to my right, from where that noise seemed to come.

My heart throbbed with incredible strength, and my body was energized again, for behind me, moving away from the cadre of pathetic men, I could see my master… my incredible domineering bull!… giving ample steps towards the tank.

‘How good that you’re done, my young man.’ The powerful man said without even looking at me, with a compenetrated expression in his face and a large hand inside his pants. ‘This nut of yours was very hot. So hot, in fact, that I have my prick all hard right here.’

And he looked at me for a single, brief moment, giving me a wry wink before walking to that tank and position himself before the barrel I had just ejaculated on.

 ‘Time to empty my sack.’Vuuuuusshh!! In a simple movement, my incredible master lowered his pants, revealing to us the tremendous monument he carried between his legs.

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A giant Brazilian is fucked with the power of a 1,000 stallions by a man ten times her size!

Jesus fuck, how powerful was that beast! The metal behind my back was somehow even harder than the titanium from before—maybe an even more concentrated form of it, I don’t know. It took a while for the metal to start bending, but when it did, it cave in quickly as the shape and silhouette of my body was craved in it.

Though I was absolutely passive under that stallion, being submitted and humiliated by his mighty dick, I could claim some humble victories as I felt scorching droplets on my body: the monster was sweating! Throughout his seven-plus hours of fucking, not once have the beast ever broken sweat. Not! Fucking! Once! Now, not only was he sweating, but he was doing through many of his pores—though most of his body, admittedly, was bursting clouds of steam instead.

He was still a tireless, relentless display of virility, but part of me couldn’t help but to wonder whether he was finally getting a little bit tired… or not.

The monster gave me his answer by upping his ante, and then my body died again. My soul fucking pounded and wrecked in the ether as he destroyed me with what I was sure were seventy percent of his power. My body quickly (and loudly) sank in the floor, piercing the reinforced titanium like butter. Within seconds, my back had broken free on the room beneath, and I felt… I fucking felt…

Jesus! Fuck!! What the fuck am I even thinking?! I didn’t feel nor think nor say not did anything anymore. I was done, I was dead, and if that monster had promised to give my cunt the power of a god, oh, he very well over-delivered on this promised! The only thing I was really sure that happened was that our bodies crashed into the new floor, which was a massive, sprawling chamber of iron meant for protection, security, or something of the like.

I knew it because of the full hardness of the place. Everything was made of titanium. As the monster thrusted in me, the entire, massive room trembled—and the building, by extension, trembled with it. The neighboring buildings were probably also starting to shake as many people woke up and car alarms started to go off throughout the city.

Bursts of steam were burning my chest and my face. I could feel a powerful leakage through my chest, and though it was hard to make sense of anything at that point, today I know that my tits were gushing gallons of milk all the time. Unlike my cunt, the excessive pressure really made them go off; they must have looked like two hydrants of cream bathing that stud’s armor of muscles. Upon contact with his skin, my already scorching milk probably evaporated, joining his steam to turn that security room into one giant sauna.

His balls…! Goddamn it, his balls!! ‘Til this day I can hear their impact, countless and countless times against the titanium floor; those two massive, gooey spheres swinging up and down, hitting the ground with such outrageous, insane force that they created a second crater inside that bigger crater on the ground. A single hit was enough to engrave the shape of both testicles on the metal; that’s how unbelievably hard and powerful they were.

Those balls were full and… getting fuller! God! I didn’t know if I could take it! I didn’t know… even after taking millions of gallons of his thick jizz on my throat, my womb, and my stomach, I didn’t know if I could take his new ejaculation, released on me at probably seventy or even eighty percent of his full force! At that moment, cumming so much that my orgasms were having multiple orgasms, my mouth made out the words: “c-c-c-cum…!!” I stammered so much that it took me maybe a full minute to plea with him: “cum weaker. I can’t take eighty percent of you!” Then, there was a laughter. A roaring, rumbling, uproarious laughter that made the room quake even harder than it was already quaking, with the monster turning his furious gaze to me while pounding me with never-ending gusto. “Eighty percent?!” His voice seemed almost childishly amazed. “Honey, I’m pounding you with fifty-one percent of my power!”

My heart sank into a void I’m not sure I ever recovered it from. My terror and panic were supreme. I couldn’t…! No! I just couldn’t believe that, as that monster pounded me with enough power to make the entire city block shake, all that time he had given me just one percent—one! Extra! Percent!—of his overall power! Jesus fucking Christ? How the fuck would that monster look like when he pounded a lady at sixty percent?! Even just fifty-five percent??

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Three hyper muscular, uber virile studs–one more gigantic than the other, each capable of cumming GALLONS with their horse-sized pricks–compete for dominance!

The gigantic bear walked amongst us, showing off that which was the biggest, most magnanimous instrument humanity had ever seen.

My eyes practically doubled in width, and immediately I regretted having looked at him, for the humiliation was far too great.

‘Time for me to empty my sack too.’ Spoke the bear, magnanimously, with his muscles atop muscles moving powerfully across that field, before all the scared faces and dangling chins.

That masculine greatness was far too much was our brains —even to my own!

Stopped before that wrecked tank, my master let go a huge laughter. I couldn’t take my eyes from his phenomenal prick, almost a third leg dangling strong in between his legs while the male laughed.

‘Well, well, Renato! You destroyed this tank, I see!’ And he spied the sides of the vehicle, which I had turned upside down on that field. ‘Impressive! The fuselage is completely wrecked! Holy fucking shit.’

While my chest burned with envy, humility, and profound, undeniable desire, my master squatted, putting his face on the bent-over barrel of that tank and peeking on its insides.

As he squatted, his powerful glutes became much more prominent, vibrating with the tremendous power of his muscle fibers.

«Holy fucking shit, young one!» I swallowed, making a coarse noise with my huge throat. That was the tightest, most delicious ass I had ever seen.

My master, knowing very well he was admired and spied upon, commented how proud he was when witnessing the impressive amounts of load inside that tank.

‘You filled up this tank with semen, huh, my young man! Holy fucking shit, you little horse! You must have come some a hundred gallons here!’

The male took a deep breath and flexed the powerful muscles all over his body, looking to the carcass of the vehicle, which was covered in…

‘Spunk! How much spunk, Renato! You came over a hundred and twenty gallons, god damn it!’

I took a deep breath and flexed my muscles, not letting myself be too intimidated by the power of that old bull.

‘I’m much better than you… old man!’

The monster turned his face to me and, smiling in an enchanting manner, stretched out his arm, showing off all his formidable muscles.

 ‘You sure about that, young man?’ And, without warning… broom!! He flexed his arm!

‘Oooorhh!!’ Everyone in the audience lost their ground.

‘Wow…’ I quietly whistled and gulped discreetly once more.

That man’s arm formed the biggest biceps I had seen in my life!

I was one of the biggest, most powerful, virile males ever, and yet that man, so much older than I was… had a biceps twice the size of my head!

‘I’m still twice as powerful than you, young stud, so you better learn your place.’

‘Wow… wow!’

The male flexed the muscles of his incredible body. His back turned into a wall of pure virility, with dark hair going down discreetly into the middle of his ass.

Brooom!! The floor quaked as that stud flexed his muscles, showing to all of us the amazing virility that flowed in his zero-fat body —all muscle everywhere.

‘Oooorhh!!!’ The super-male roared, feeling the prick inflate. I still couldn’t understand the pure size of his prick —and I was the second most well-endowed male on the fucking planet.

«My prick is fourteen inches wide.» I beat on my chest and grabbed that gigantic cock, which was so thick I could envelop it all with my hands. «I have a real meat club between my legs, and even then… this man is…» I gulped nervously. «A monster!»

Yes. That mature gentleman was something completely different! He was on a different level altogether —and something told he was about to show me just how great that difference was!

The mega-male held his prick, making the enormous veins throb and harden.

My prick had more veins that whole arms of bodybuilders, and even them I felt like a child before the sheer power that seemed to flow in that bull’s much greater, much more numerous veins.

Huge!! The guy was huge, enormous, and more ripped than I ever imagined any human to be!

The male held his prick with one hand. The tool was so huge that he too couldn’t hold that thing with a single hand alone.

In fact, a woman wouldn’t be able to envelop that monstrosity even with both hands! It was pretty obvious that the prick was not only long, but also much thicker than me.

Gulping all the time, I felt my breath picking up pace. «This guy’s soft cock is larger than my hard one!»

That’s it: my master’s prick must have been some fourteen-inches long… when soft! Now that it was getting semihard, however….

‘Oooorrhh!!’ The bear roared. ‘Oooorrh!! Ooooorh!!’

My god! That pussy-eating monstrosity was surpassing sixteen inches of length.

The male put a hand in the tank, oiling it up with all the spunk I had come.

‘Wow!’ He was amazed, smiling again with the cockiness of Alpha males who know they can never be surpassed. ‘Is this all spunk, young man? Impressive!’ He grabbed a fistful of that nectar. ‘Thick!’

Yes, that was true: my spunk was so stupidly thick that it behaved more like a solid than a liquid, forming mountains as high as four feet every time I stopped ejaculating.

‘You like my spunk, oh, you horse?’

I saw the chiseled supermale crunching the spunk in his fingers, measuring its consistency and elasticity.

‘This spunk is almost solid!’

I smiled with the side of my mouth.

‘You should see when I’m truly aroused. Not just jerking off, no, but really coming inside a woman, releasing all my semen…’

‘Yeah, yeah, I can imagine that.’ His smile grew wider. ‘I too am much more potent when I’m fucking for real. Still, even just jerking off…’ He lowered a hand and looked straight at me. ‘I’m much, much more powerful than me… young man!’

His friends, all with their pants low and dicks hard around us, were exasperated, barely believing what was about to happen.

‘Y-you’re… are you going to…?!’

But my master shut them up with his impressive voice —the voice of a god:

‘Shut up, you little shits. Look here! Look!’

‘My god! My god!!’

My male turned to them, showing off his titanic prick as he held it with just one hand.

‘Wow!!’ The males shivered, some of them falling with their chests on the ground, jerking off crazily and painfully before that sight of a pure virility they would never possess in their blood, ever!, even well past thirty generations of breeding with the finest males and females on Earth!

My master and I were literally more endowed than horses —though he held a clear, almost glaring advantage compared to even me. I moved around to get a better view of his gigantic dong. Before managing to see it, however, my eyes first caught a glimpse of his… indescribable balls!

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An absolute GOD of muscles fucks the guts out of his hot Amazon lady–and gifts her womb with the blissful FLOOD of his hyper virile SPUNK!

After a whole minute of ferocious thrusts, we emerged on the other side of that stone, falling on ground of another room in that skyscraper, and cracking its floor just as quickly. I saw my lover lift his head up and roar so loud that all windows of the room were shattered, followed by that ceiling and the walls around us, which cracked hard as he pounded me. My body drilled the ground as his thrusts remained furious, so quick and inhumanly strong his hips had turned into a blur in the air.

I closed my eyes and imagined my body being distorted, stretched, deformed by that unstoppable cock. Though I was a thick girl, a muscle beauty no other man could subjugate, the width of the penis alone was twice as girthy as my fucking waist! Pounding me at near light-speeds, that monster turned my insides into pudding and extracted gallons of lube from my cunt, yet somehow making me few more alive and thirstier as the time went on.

I looked around me and saw we had crossed the entire, massive room with the power of his thrusts. A large trail of rubble had been formed under our hips. The monster stood up slightly and lifted my hips with him just a little. He then spread his legs slightly and squatted a bit, pounding me diagonally and dispersing the force of his blows downwards. The floor quickly cracked, then caved under my back. I was sinking on the ground and then hitting its pipelines with my muscular back. The horse-like penis (just kidding: he was bigger, thicker, and harder than at least four horses!) nailed my cunt until the metal of the pipes bent over my back. Then, after some more ferocious thrusts, the pipes exploded and my body was battered by the explosions of pressurized water bursting from them.

The monster lifted me up and hugged me as the water inundated the floor. With a devilish smile, the teenage breeder whispered in my ears, giving me a couple of hundreds of orgasms more with the tone of his voice alone: “what a mess we’ve made! Let’s seal this leakage, shall we?” Having witnessed his performance with the hundreds of girls before me, I came and shouted and squirted more gallons in his thrusting piston; I knew, oh, I knew exactly how he intended to “seal the leakage!”

His balls were pure power! Damn! I could feel those beasts throbbing and swelling as the gallons of juice were condensed inside them! The monster’s semen weighed about five hundred to a thousand pounds per gallon, and he nutted like a herd of horses breaking a year-long dry spell! The floor above had been covered under millions of gallons of his seed; veritable swimming pools all filled with his potent jizz, and now the monster was really about to show just how hard he could really nut.

The speed of his thrusts decreased just a little, signaling the incoming blast of his seed-makers. I froze in time and space, sinking my nails so hard in his back that I finally managed to scratch his skin. I was already screaming and panting as my body shivered and my pussy exploded with gallons of lubes. The suffering of anticipation was so intense my muscles were swelling and my body was getting harder, almost as if protecting itself from the ruthless barrage of cum.

Then it came. *Boom!!* My belly swelled and my whole body inflated like a balloon. The jizz!! God! That godforsaken jizz taking every inch of me, claiming every corner and every organ of my body! My womb was stretched ten-fold, followed by my pussy, which in less than a second got completely full with ten gallons of semen. Then, the jizz exploded through my cunt, splashing back at that stallion’s body, painting him white while covering the hole and the leakage on the ground, sealing the pipes like the strongest of industrial glues.

That goddamned monster! That magnificent beast! A single second of his nut and the jizz was already overflowing on the ground, creating a large puddle of thousands of gallons while washing away all the furniture in the room. I was in heaven!

“More!!” My lips whispered as my body was battered by the spunk. “More!! Fuck!! More!!” The penis responded with fatter injections of seed in me. My womb was raised to my throat. My neck was almost as thick as his cockhead as I felt the explosions of jizz right below my chin.

Slowly, his body grew apart as mine expanded like a balloon. I was taking about fifteen gallons of jizz in my body every single second, or about ten to twenty tons of spunk! Heavens know how many times I passed out during just the initial phase of those orgasms; when I opened my eyes after fainting for the first time, I saw an ocean of jizz covering half the room. When I opened it again, the ocean was one foot deep all over the room. When I opened it one more time, the seed was in the middle of the man’s thighs.

Waterfalls of jizz drooled on the surface of that building, clearly building oceans on the streets a thousand feet beneath. How the authorities would cope with that massive display of virility, I didn’t know. It wasn’t as if I could care about the world as the universe’s most powerful stallion fecundated me a thousand times over. My soul was being washed away by his spunk and all I could think of was «more! More! More!!»

The monster lifted one leg slowly, then stomped mightily on the ground. The entire room shook, the ceiling cracked and fell around me right before I felt our bodies sinking fast through the collapsing ground. The monster had literally kicked a hole on the ground, and in a second we fell on the floor beneath, cracking it as we landed, creating a vast crater that was quickly filled by the gallons of jizz raining from the floor above (and also bursting from his mighty shaft).

Laying me on the ground, the monster thrusted his dick more lovingly in my core. I had forty inches of that monster inside me, of course, so his “loving” thrusts were still almost deadly! I clearly saw the pleasure in his face as it twitched and his eyes rolled up, with massive veins growing all over his neck and then encircling his forehead like a crown. I tried kissing him, but the waves of semen in my body frequently made me froze.

Entire dams of seed were exploding through my cunt, and around my shoulder I felt the ocean of spunk rising and, in a short period of time, covering my breasts and my face. The stud pounded me hard, then, creating shockwaves that destroyed the waves and allowed the spunk to flow out. Still, the level of jizz around me had decreased just a little, and I fought to keep my nose above the ocean level as the monster pounded me (and cracked the floor behind me) more relentlessly.

He was fucking me at full power again. Most men can’t thrust when they’re cumming (and most men don’t even have the time to), but that stallion was doing both without breaking sweat. It was at that moment, in fact, when I realized that the powerful stud hadn’t actually sweat throughout the whole fucking! He’d been slaying hundreds of bodies with the ease of a sex god and crushing walls of pure concrete like a wrecking machine, yet still, after all that sexual apotheosis, not a single drop of sweat had left his pores. The only oil that coated him was the sweat of his exhausted lovers, plus their lubes, their milk, and his own semen.

I worshipped that stud’s muscles like the absolute symbol of virility they were: hard as iron, warm as flesh, powerful and relentless like engines, fueling all the uncontrolled rage with which he destroyed my cunt. It came to a point neither of us could take all that power in silence, so we both screamed and roared like animals, making the room quake and the ground below us crumble. We fell again. *Boom!!*

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To my French-speaking friends all over the world: vous pouvez désormais lire mon blog en français!

La bite française était l’un des meilleurs que je n’aie jamais eus ! Je n’ai fréquenté que deux Français de toute ma vie – les deux gars, au fait – mais l’un d’eux avait la MEILLEURE BITE EUROPÉENNE de ma vie ! À l’époque, je ne savais pas honnêtement que vous, les Euro-Caucasiens, pouviez avoir des dotations aussi belles, viriles et massives que cette magnifique qui m’avait baisé, mais vous m’avez certainement appris un sacré – euh, disons – interculturel leçon !

Grâce à cette expérience, j’imagine encore aujourd’hui que les Français sont, comme les chevaux pendus de l’Europe. Je n’ai pas pensé aux Françaises, alors j’aimerais bien en essayer une un jour.

Bref… tu peux lire mon blog maintenant en français, tu sais. https://gigipotemkinfrancais.wordpress.com/

C’est un travail humble et simple, réalisé avec le meilleur de mes ressources, mais je m’engage à continuer de vous fournir les meilleures versions possibles en temps opportun ! J’espère que je pourrai continuer à grandir et à vous fournir non seulement mieux, mais aussi plus d’œuvres de charbon scandaleux et de sensualité brûlante ! Voici encore des centaines de livres pornographiques dans le futur ! Maintenant, mes chéris, revenons à jouir!