Hi,
This is the third part of my story A matter of Size. I included a Prologue in which I summarize what happened in the other two chapters, so if you do not remember or simply you do not want to read those parts, you still will be able to follow the story. I hope you like it, thank you very much for reading it.
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Prologue
I kept telling myself, "how the hell all of this happened?"
I was a common straight guy which likes to do weights at the gym where I had been for years. John was the coach there, and we became friends. He had a girlfriend and I wanted to have one, everything was normal until the day I saw him naked in the locker room.
"Wow, what a lucky man!" I thought when I saw his cock. I felt envy and shame, because mine was tiny compared to him.
I could not help staring at it while we were talking. He caught me and I had to tell him that I was not gay, it was just it took my attention. He told me that most of the guys have the same reaction, regardless they are straight or not. Eventually, he told me that it was better if I take a closer look, so I got used to it. At first, I rejected, but he convinced me. It was the biggest cock I have ever seen. I became so close that I could smell it. When he told me that I could touch it, I did. In a matter of seconds, I was sucking it.
A huge desire grew in me and I could not stop it. It was so strong that I could not refuse when he told me to bend over and spread out my buttocks. He knew very well how to do it, because despite the initial pain, he provided me the most intense feeling in my life, to the point that I was able to cum without touching myself.
After that day, I tried to forget and move on. I started in another gym, and there I met a gorgeous girl named Vicky. For some reason, she was interested in me, so we started dating. That made me forget about what happened with John for a while, but it did not lasted forever. Little by little my desire to feel that cock again grew, to the point that one day I went to my old gym to see John.
I told him that now I had a girlfriend, but he knew what I was there for, and played with me until I told him what he wanted to hear, that I needed his cock again. He accepted, but on one condition: I would go with my girlfriend to the party he was organizing and there I would offer his cock to her.
I was so desperate that I accepted. He got me into a little warehouse and there I could feel his cock again. He was not over humiliating me, and made me call my girlfriend while I was sucking his dick. At some time, he took the phone and introduced himself. He told her about the party, and she was happy to accept the invitation.
Chapter 3: The party
The first few days after my second encounter with John were a nightmare for me. The guilt feeling was killing me. Not only I was a fag and a cheater, but also a coward. Every time I was with her all the memories about me sucking the big dick while she was talking to me by phone came to my mind.
She realized that something was happening, and asked me several times what was wrong with me, but I always gave her evasive answers. I only had two choices, telling the truth and face the consequences or burying everything in the hope of being able to forgive myself with the passage of time. I took the second one, trying to convince myself that it was the right choice for everyone.
Just when I started acting normally, she told me, "dear, you won't believe it. Yesterday, I came across Pam, an old friend of mine. It had been ages since the last time that we had met. We chatted for an hour or so. She has a crazy life and among other things she told me that her boyfriend's name is John, does that name mean anything to you?"
"It cannot be truth," I thought. I had met John's girlfriend a couple of times, and I knew that her name was Pamela.
"Well, that is a extremely common name," I finally said.
"I know, but she told me that he works as a coach at the gym where you used to go. She even told me about the party. He is 'your' John. What a coincidence, don't you think?"
"Yes, it is," I told her with a forced smile.
"She also told me that the party will be special, that it will be the experience of our lives. I'm very excited about it, Pam never disappoints, and it seems that neither does John."
"About that, honey... I'm not sure if we should go, I would prefer to pass."
"Oh, come on, did you hear me? 'the experience of our lives'. Wouldn't you do that for me?" she told me with that angel face.
I just could not say 'no'. I did not know how I was going to deal with it, but I told her that we would go.
She responded with a big smile and a hug. Then, she whispered to my ear "I want you suck your cute thing. Then, I want you to fuck me, come all over me and then lick it all from me."
She did not need to insist, just the way she said it made me hot. That time, she was more aggressive than usual. In fact, she did all the job and, after sucking my cock for a while, rode me while I was lying on my back. I enjoyed it so much that it did not take to much before I was about to come. I tried to persuade her, but she seemed to want me to cum fast, and increased the tempo. I came inside her. Then, she climbed to my head, so her pussy was right over my mouth.
"Now, the best part, when you take all the man juice. Take it all in your mouth, but don't swallow it yet," she said.
I did as she told me. It was not easy to retain all the semen in my mouth without swallowing while I kept licking her pussy, but I managed to do it. When everything was inside my mouth, she moved away. I did not expected that, normally she wanted me to lick her until she came.
"On your knees," she ordered me. I did it, so I was on my knees on the bed with my mouth full of cum.
"Don't swallow, keep it in your mouth," she added.
Then she started rubbing my dick, and it got hard again. However, in that position it was retracted, it looked really small.
"Is this a dick or is it a clit? Perhaps it is a clit, because it gets hard when its owner has his mouth full of semen," she said with mocking tone.
I was stunned, she never had talked me that way. I had never been into humiliation, but that dirty talk really excited me.
"Do you want to swallow, darling?"
I nodded.
"Of course you want. It's really tasty, isn't it?"
I nodded again.
"That's so hot. Imagine it comes from another cock. A very big juicy cock. that is what you think about when you taste your cum, right?"
I shook my head, trying to deny it.
"Liar! Your clit is wet. Come on, that's turning me on. Will you play a little game for me?" she asked.
I nodded.
The she opened a drawer and took a realistic dildo. I did not even know that she had it. At first, I was in panic. If she did something with my ass, she would realized that it had been used.
"Suck it like it was a real cock, but keeping the cum in your mouth," she ordered me with the dildo pointing to my mouth.
She pushed it to the entrance of my mouth, and I opened it. The dildo was not as huge as John's member, but it was big. I impregnated it with the cum that was still inside my mouth. The touch felt quite natural, and with the 'additive' from my mouth, also the taste. I started to get into it. She pushed and pulled it, almost making me gag.
She seemed to be fascinated with my cooperation. Eventually, she stood up and put the fake cock between her legs, pretending it was a real one.
"Do you like my cock?" she asked me.
