"A Guild Navigator is a fictional humanoid in the Dune universe created by Frank Herbert. In this series, starships called heighliners employ a scientific phenomenon known as the Holtzman effect to "fold space" and thereby travel great distances across the universe instantaneously. Navigators are able to use a limited form of prescience to safely navigate interstellar space. To enable their prescience, Guild Navigators consume large quantities of the spice known as Melange which is found only on the planet Dune. The Navigators are continuously immersed in large tanks of highly concentrated amounts of orange spice gas. This level of extreme and extended exposure causes their bodies to mutate over time, their heads and extremities elongating, and causing them to become vaguely aquatic in appearance. The first external sign of melange-induced metabolic change is visible in the eyes, as the drug tints the sclera and iris to a dark shade of blue, called "blue-in-blue" or "the Eyes of Ibad." "A total blue so dark as to be almost black." This is a common side effect in all spice addicts."
I have always been fascinated with the Navigators from the Dune universe created by Frank Herbert. I have been using poppers for years and have often compared it to the spice Melange from the Dune universe. I have experimented with many delivery vehicles to enhance my popper experience as I masturbate. Many of us call this "popperbating." You want to maintain that "high" by inhaling the poppers and not disturbing your popperbating session. The other problem is how to inhale while actually sucking on a large cock or taking a huge cock deep into your bowels without ruining the mood. I have been on popperbating sessions that have lasted for hours while I was turned into a "popper Goon." I have also sniffed poppers to relax my asshole while some older, hairy bear was fucking me hard. I have actually passed out on several occasions sitting in a chair in front of my computer masturbating and came to find myself on the floor.
I tried using gas masks but came up with the idea of an immersion tank in which I would lay on a bed with a computer for porn and jack away my cares. The construction of the tank took about 6 months with much experimentation. I had created about 20 gallons of amyl nitrate based on recipes I found on the web. The day came in which I was going to go all the way with it. I turned on the pump motor and heard the whoosh of the compressor as it pushed the air through the popper bath and into my tank. I began stroking my cock and the fumes carried me away...
I was in a psychedelic haze when I saw before me a huge cock. The large head lay covered in thick foreskin that was covered in bulging veins that looked filled to their absolute limit. Pearly white flow ran from the deep slit in the center down to the border of velvety skin reaching past the flaring crown of the brute in front of me. From there, the pearly path stretched downward nine or ten inches in a wide line of drooling precum that ended in curved clear droplet that left my mouth watering over my tongue.
I leaned forward as easily and naturally as if taking my next breath. Twisting my neck, I angled my mouth to capture that drop and move upward along that thick stream of precum sliding into my mouth until I reached and moved my wide stretched lips over the bulky head from which it leaked so freely. The huge cock flexed and spat more precum into my mouth just before it broke free from the hungry grip of my lips to bob and slather my nose, cheek, forehead, and one eyebrow in more salty cock-drool.
I grabbed for it with my mouth once again and slid up on as much of it as I could. My lips were stretched thin and tight, and my tongue was pressed down against the bottom of my mouth by the tremendous oversized girth of the man. I sat on the bed of my popper immersion tank amazed and thrilled that this huge monster of a cock could fit inside my mouth...or, anywhere else for that matter.
On and off I sucked, lapping my tongue across the amazing bulk of the hulking head and cumbersome shaft when possible...soaring in the salty sweet precum that would spit across my tongue whenever that big animal cock would flex and jerk inside my mouth. I reached up to grab, stoke, and pet those big furry balls in their long slack sack, weighing their ponderous size in my shaking popper-crazed hands.