My name is Ken. I live in a small town south of Dallas. It's real conservative cause most of us have been "born again." I'm 20 years old and I have a story that I think ya'll will enjoy hearing. Before I start I want to make one thing clear. I ain't no fag! I hate fags and queers. But as one of my clients likes to say "circumstances have brought me to my knees."
I'm a big guy. I'm 6'4", weigh 240 pounds and I'm cut like a rock. I used to play football in high school. I thought it would be my ticket out of here, but two things happened. One is I tore my knee something awful my senior year. Two is that I'm "dumb as a stump" as my daddy used to say.
I remember people saying I was borderline artistic when I was younger. Since I couldn't draw I didn't understand what they was saying. Turns out they was saying I was borderline autistic. So I'm not too smart and no school wanted to take a chance on a dumb kid with a busted knee.
After graduation me and my girl, Coby, thought about getting married. I wanted to get married since we'd never had sex. Sex is for married folks I've been taught. Even jerking off is sin. Did you know that? I was taught that in Sunday school.
After graduation Coby left me when she found out I wasn't going to the big school in Austin. She broke my heart, but I'll show her.
Anyway, after graduation I got a job at the big sporting goods store up the road from my house. It wasn't what I wanted but at least they were paying me almost $7 an hour!
One day I was stocking shoes when I saw Leif come into my section. Leif is a gay name isn't it? Well Leif was kind of faggoty but he was our kicker and a soccer player and he was a good one. He was playing soccer at some Division II school north of Dallas.
"Kenny! My man what's up," Leif said, really happy to see me.
"Not much Leif. What's up?" I asked.
Turned out Leif was looking for a jock. I showed him where to look.
"Dude, I don't think any of these would be big enough for your giant cock," Leif laughed.
I gave him a strange look. I guess my dick was pretty big. I never measured it since it's against the Lord's law to touch yourself that way.
"I bet you're fucking lots of Dallas girls here huh?" he asked with a big smile.
Truth was I had never fucked any girls.
"I'm a virgin Leif. It's God's will," I said.
Leif laughed and said "Whatever dude! You're wasting that huge dick!"
Leif said he had to go but got my cell phone to call me later.
I was surprised later that day when Leif called me.
"Hey K-Man I'm still in the area. I was gonna hit the gym. You can use my guest pass if you want," he offered.
I agreed to meet him. I loved working out. I loved being huge and cut. Since I couldn't play ball, I considered becoming a body builder so I shaved my body and competed in a few amateur events. Momma said I was going to get hairier than a bear.
Hanging out with Leif was OK. Afterwards we headed to his car and he invited me to go to the quarry to have a few beers.
While we were there he was telling me about how he was banging some professor at school and she was dropping all sorts of cash on him. I told him I was broke and was saving up for a car so I wouldn't have to ride the bus or walk so much.
Leif licked his lips and got a weird look on his face.
"K-Man I know a way you could make an easy $50," he said.
"How?"
"Let me play with your cock for 10 minutes and I'll give you $50," he said.
"Hell no! I'm no fag!" I said.
"Dude neither am I! I'm getting more pussy then ever! Believe me. But I'm just fascinated by your dick. It's huge and I just want to see how big it gets hard," he said.
I told him that God says dicks are not for pleasure but for making babies.
"Are you going to enjoy it if I play with you're dick?" he asked.
"Uh, no," I said getting confused. "I'm no fag!"
"Well then it's not a sin right?" he said.
I thought about it for a second and realized that it would take me nine hours to make $50 at work!
I drank the last of my beer and slightly nodded. He came up to me and loosened the drawstring on my shorts. He was breathing really hard.