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“Dude, this feels fuckin’ amazing,” my hairy cousin Jeb exclaimed while staring down at me, his huge, donkey dick buried in my virgin hole, my skinny legs resting on his shoulders. “It’s so warm and wet.”
Ever since we were kids, Jeb would come and stay with my family for two weeks every summer, sharing my bed. Though we were only cousins, we fought and competed like brothers.
I was insanely jealous of Jeb, who beat me at everything we ever tried—basketball, video games, mini-golf, poker—you name it. And it didn’t help when he arrived at thirteen looking like a grown man with a beard and a hairy chest, whereas I had barely sprouted a few dark curlies on my balls. Life wasn’t fair.
Despite Jeb’s hirsute superiority, we could talk about anything together. So it was no surprise that, during the summer we both turned eighteen, our favorite topic of conversation was sex—or, more specifically, how neither of us had managed to score pussy.
It came up late one night in my bedroom over a particularly long game of poker, Jeb peppering me with questions. He acted more experienced than me, but the truth was that both of us were late bloomers when it came to girls.
“This one bitch Sara from back home—she let me finger her pussy once,” Jeb bragged. “She got so fuckin’ wet.”
“Then why didn’t you fuck her?” I prompted, doubting that Sara was even real.
“She said my cock was too big,” Jeb boasted. “Said there was no fuckin’ way I could get in her.”
“Bullshit,” I spat. “I don’t believe you.”
“Dude—I’m serious,” Jeb held up his palm, like taking an oath. “I gotta big one. It’s fuckin’ huge. Guys in gym class always teased me, saying I’ve got a donkey dick.”
“Then lemme see it,” I dared. “Prove it.”
And then Jeb stood up. Pulling down his shorts, he unveiled the biggest dick I’d ever seen. It was thicker than my arm, had a prominent vein running down one side, and stretched nearly to his knees. Jeb had a donkey dick.
“Holy fuck,” I gasped. “It’s fuckin’ huge.”
“Told you,” Jeb laughed, gripping it in his fist and shaking it around like a fireman holding a firehose. “You can touch it, if you want.”
Tentatively, I reached out and grabbed it, my hand unable to wrap around the entirety of his massive girth. Jeb grew hard at my touch, his giant cock expanding and extending from his body like a third leg. Slowly, I began to jack him, mesmerized by the way his soft skin moved across his ample shaft.
“Can I put it in you?” Jeb asked boldly while I stroked him. “Fuck your ass—and then you can fuck mine?”
“Fuck no,” I spat, pulling my hand away. “I’m not gay.”
“Neither am I,” Jeb assured me hurriedly. “But don’t you want to at least try it? Aren’t you sick of being a virgin? A hole is a hole.”
“I dunno,” I hesitated. But Jeb was right—I was tired of being a virgin. Fucking each other wouldn’t make either of us gay. We would just be helping out each other—like scratching each other’s backs.
“Come on,” Jeb pleaded, a string of precum dangling from the tip of his bulbous cock head before free falling to the floor.
“Fine,” I acquiesced. “You can fuck my ass, if you promise to let me fuck yours.”
“I promise,” Jeb saluted mockingly, his right hand to his brow. “I fuck you and then you fuck me.”
Five minutes later I was on my bed, flat on my back, with my legs resting upon Jeb’s shoulders, his hairy chest in my face. My hole was greased with the only thing suitable we could find for lube—a tub of Crisco from the kitchen.
“FUCK,” I winced as Jeb pushed into me, my hole on fire. “You in all the way?”
“Dude. I’ve only got the tip in you,” he laughed sadistically. “Lemme just shove it up your ass—it’ll hurt less.”
It didn’t hurt less.
I nearly blacked out when Jeb pushed all the way inside me, his hairy balls pressed against my split hole. Gripping the bedsheet underneath me, I couldn’t believe how much his big dick hurt as Jeb proceeded to thrust randomly inside me, his cock experiencing the sheer bliss of raw sex for the first time.
“Dude, this feels fuckin’ amazing,” he exclaimed while staring down at me, his huge, donkey dick buried in my virgin hole, my skinny legs resting upon his shoulders. “It’s so warm and wet.”
To be honest, it wasn’t feeling so amazing for me. I wanted to tell Jeb to stop, to pull out. But I reminded myself that he had promised to let me fuck him next. And if I had to endure the pain of his big cock, he sure as hell was going to have to return the favor. I just had to bite down and endure it.
And then something miraculous happened. The pain subsided. The discomfort gave way to waves of pleasure. Jesus, his cock felt good up my ass. I got hard in turn, my dick smacking against my abs with each thrust that Jeb delivered.
“You want me to jack you?” Jeb offered, grabbing my rigid cock like a handle while he fucked me, stroking me rapidly.
“No—stop,” I swatted his hand away. “I don’t want to bust now. I want to fuck you next.”
“Okay,” Jeb shrugged, continuing to ream my hole. “You’re gonna get your chance soon, dude. I ain’t gonna last long—your hole is so fuckin’ tight. I’m already feelin’ like I need to nut.”
Rapidly he began to pound my ass, his hairy belly rubbing against my cock with each thrust. I had to admit it felt incredible, my hole instinctively gripping his cock, milking him.
“Fuck, this is good,” Jeb grunted, biting his lip, trying to hold back his load. “It’s way better than jacking, dude. You won’t believe how fuckin’ good it feels.”
“Awesome,” I winced, not sure how much longer I could take that big donkey dick inside me. Don’t get me wrong—it felt good, but my virgin hole was reaching its limit. Fortunately, Jeb’s hairy balls had also reached their limit.
“SHIT—I’m gonna bust,” Jeb announced urgently. “Can I cum in you?”
“What?”
“Can I shoot my load up your ass?”
“Umm—I dunno. I guess—”
“It’s too late to pull out now, dude—FUCK—SHIT,” he grunted like a wild animal.
And then it felt like a fire hose had been stuck up my ass, his cum blasting inside me. I was surprised to find the sensation of taking his warm load in my virgin hole was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced.
“Yeah, bro. Let it out,” I encouraged, stroking his back as Jeb collapsed upon me, his hairy body writhing, his huge cock throbbing in my depths. “Empty those balls in me.”
And then it was over—we were virgins no more. A gush of cum and air escaped from my wrecked hole when Jeb pulled out, his thick cum puddling on my sheets.
“Shit—my bad,” he half-apologized, reaching for some Kleenex on my bed table and stuffing them under my ass, which just left a mess of soggy tissues.
“My turn,” I announced eagerly, sitting up, my legs weak, but eager for my chance to fuck his hole. “Bend over, Jeb. I wanna fuck your ass from behind.”
“Sorry, dude,” he refused. “Ain’t gonna happen. I’m not gonna let you stick your dick in me.”
“What?” I gasped, rage building inside me. “You promised me, Jeb. You promised I could fuck you if you got to fuck me.”
“Ain’t—gonna—happen,” he doubled down.
“Well, what the fuck are we gonna do now?” I shrugged, accepting that he’d scammed me. I was so fucking gullible.
“You could roll over and let me fuck you from behind,” he suggested, gripping his big cock, which had yet to go soft. “I could go another round. I’m just getting started.”
“Fine,” I acquiesced, rolling over on the bed, not willing to admit I kind of liked the idea of getting my used hole pounded by him again. “Have at it.”
Jeb fucked my ass more times than I could count—in every position imaginable—for the rest of his stay with us, dumping close to a gallon of cum in me by the time he went home. I could not deny that I kind of liked—maybe even loved—being his cum dump.
After Jeb was gone, I missed having my ass railed by him. I was addicted to cock. And so I started taking dick down at the cruisy men’s room in the city park. Turns out I could take any cock, no matter how big, after getting fucked by Jeb’s big donkey dick.
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
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