My name is Brett King. When I was six year old my Dad started me on a routine of doing push-ups every morning and every evening before I went to bed. By the time I was in high school, I had been working out at the local gym and my pecs had filled out and my shoulders were wide. My arms had some awesome veins showing along my biceps. I was really proud of my physic. I had earned it. But I have to admit I was most proud of the size of my dick. The other jocks on my baseball team would tease me about how I was "horse hung" but I knew that the attention to my dick was from awe and jealousy. I got the nick name of "King Cock!"
When I was old enough to attend college, I was already good looking. I was more muscular than most young men my age, and, I was lucky enough to have my Dad's Germanic good looks. At 6'2" and weighing in at 210 pounds of pure muscle, I was an intimidating sight. My chiseled facial features and blond hair were an added bonus. I would like to say that I was a humble lad, but the reality was I was very sure of myself. I would walk into a room and all eyes would be on me. Also, my dick was out of proportion to my body. My body is big, but my dick is humongous! No lie! It's When it is soft it is 8" and thick. When my dick is hard it looks like one of those huge dicks you see in those porno movies! I wouldn't be exaggerating when I tell you that hard my dick was 10 inches long and 5 inches around. I'm not bragging. It's just a fact. A fact that I made sure everyone knows about. It's my way of intimidating others and being sure that I have all the sex and cock worshipers I want!
Sexually, I learned to be somewhat aggressive. I learned early on that having a big dick was a tool for me to use to my advantage. I also learned that being the bad boy got me more pussy than being a nice guy. I was sexually direct with the men and woman I met. I knew that some people were offended, but once they knew I had a big dick, they would be curious and friendly.
The first week in college I was stepping out of the shower when my roommate Eddie came into the bathroom. His eyes darted to my crotch which in my experience was a normal male thing to do. After all, how do you know how you stack up to the other dudes unless you look, right? I took a towel and began drying off, making a show for Eddie. After I see Eddie take a couple more quick looks at my meat I say, "Eddie, pretty good size package I have wouldn't you say? God has really blessed me."