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!’
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.’
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.’
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.’
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.
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:
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.’
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.
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.
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!
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.
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!
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.’
‘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.