Justins Descent Part 1
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Just Between Friends
By Angel Stevens
The battle was on. The opposing forces were too strong for his army and
his downfall was imminent. His only chance was to blast through their
enemy lines and try for a suicide mission against the king. The ruler of
the failing army assembled his troops. "This is it, Men! For God, King
and Country, do not retreat, Full Charge Ahead!!!!" The trumpets blared
loudly and the cavalry, infantry and spearmen formed a wedge to try and
split the enemy asunder. However, too few soldiers remained against the
greater numbers of the other army and the desperate king fell amongst
sword strokes, arrows, and spears with the rest of his men.
Oliver threw the controller down. "Damn, you win again. You are really
pissing me off."
"Hey, you wanted to play," said Lance. "Want to try again? I'll have
Betsy get us some more beers," Lance said as a key jangled in the door
and a gorgeous blonde walked in.
"Hi Mr. Strong. Do you have a little time for me today?" the blonde
asked sweetly with a hint of extreme longing in her voice.
"Ah, yeah sure, babe. Oliver, excuse us for a few minutes," Lance said
as he led the beauty up the winding stairs to a back bedroom.
A gorgeous brunette in a French maid uniform come over to Oliver holding
a tray with two beers. "Where's Lance? I was hoping I could interest
him in some Hiney? How about you, Oliver, do you want some Hiney?"
Oliver couldn't believe what he was hearing until he saw the beers were
Heinekens, but he was sure there was sexual innuendo in her voice.
"Betsy, let me ask you something. Lance lives in this mansion with fancy
cars and you as a maid with all these fine women coming over all the time
and I've never seen him work a day in his life. Where's the money coming
from?"
Betsy looked a little nervous and sheepishly stuttered, "I do not know
Sir. I just work here." With that Betsy shuffled quickly away on her
high heels. Just then the blonde came down the steps with a very happy
look on her face and headed out the door. Ten minutes later Lance came
down the stairs and said, "Hey great! Betsy got you a couple of beers.
She's the best."
Oliver looked at his friend. "Okay, Lance, I want to know your secret. I
have a job and I can barely make the bills and you don't do a damn thing
at all and you live like a millionaire and have all these bodacious babes
hounding you. I need to know, man! I've been your friend for years and
if you have a way of making all this money without doing anything, I want
in!"
"Sorry, old buddy. I can't tell you, but I got plenty of room here and
extra cars. You want to move in and hang out, that's cool. You'll have
to improve your X-Box gaming though. I don't want no freeloaders here.
You got to give me game." Lance shrugged. "But if you really want to
know, I have a huge cock. And not just huge, it's got powers."
"Okay, dude, you got a magic wand in your BVDs. You don't want to tell
me that's fine but shit, don't screw with me."
"No, seriously, it's huge and magical. It's not a wand either, it's more
like a telephone pole." Lance laughed at his own clever joke.
"Okay, show me."
"What?!"
"Show me this telephone pole you have there. It can't be that big, you'd
lose consciousness every time you had an erection. Besides, even a big
cock doesn't account for no job. I don't think the porno industry pays
that well if that's what you've been doing," Oliver stated.
"No, I can't show it to you. I told you it has powers. And you're my
buddy and I wouldn't dream of showing it to you," Lance said with an
earnest expression which was very much unlike him.
"Fine, dickhead, let's play another game then and have Betsy get us some
more Hiney," Oliver shrugged.
A few games later and several beers later, Lance declared proudly, "Well,
I have to go drain the python," and went down the hall to the bathroom.
Lance must have left the door open a crack because it sounded like
Niagara Falls from where he was sitting. 'Hey, now's my chance to see
that big dick of his,' Oliver thought and he stealthily made his way down
the hall. 'Damn, Lance has been pissing for about two minutes now and
doesn't seem to be slowing down!' Oliver thought. Oliver burst into the
door of the bathroom half-drunk and yelled, "Ah ha, let's see how big
that telephone pole of yours really is!" Oliver looked down at Lance's
lance and just stared in disbelief.
The spectacle that befell Oliver's eyes was a penis of inhuman
proportions. A penis that an elephant would be proud to own. Lance
looked over and yelled, "No!!! What have you done?!"
"Wow, that thing sure is huge. Funny how it doesn't show through your
pants with a huge bulge. That cock must be magic."
Lance looked at his best friend and said with a saddened face, "I'm sorry
Oliver. You should never have seen this."
"Wow, it looks so hard but also so soft and inviting at the same time. I
bet a busty petite beauty would have trouble wrapping her warm moist
mouth around that gorgeous pole of yours. But I bet it would be worth it
because then she would have you ready to penetrate her wet pussy and
you'd pound her like she was the only girl in the world you care about.
Wouldn't you, Mr. Strong?
Lance just shook his head, "Ah crap. Here we go. And you were just
getting good at the X-box." Lance hit the intercom behind him. "Betsy,
Oliver just saw my penis."
Through the intercom, Betsy said sadly, "Oh, I'm sorry. I know what a
good friend he was to you."
"Yeah, bring some clothes in about a half hour. I think he'll be about
5'2 and he'll need a B cup, oh wait, no, a C, holy crap, make that a
D...wait..hang on a second....okay DD." He stopped.
"Mr. Strong, you are so modest. All these years I've known you and you
never told me you were so hung," Oliver said as he shook out his long
blonde hair away from his sky-blue eyes. "Can I touch it?"
"I don't know how I could possibly stop you," Lance said forlornly.
Oliver reached out with a dainty hand with beautifully long sculpted
fingernails and started fondling Lance's pole.
"I can't believe I've been wasting all these years playing X-box with you
when you've had this fun joystick all this time." Oliver removed his
hand and as quickly as he could, he removed his shirt which looked more
like a nightgown now and let loose two huge tits. As Lance admired the
two pontoons pointing at him, Oliver grabbed his cock with both hands and
still had some room to spare. As he yanked, he leaned over and spit a
huge gob onto the trophy he was pulling and a beatific smile crossed his
face but he wanted more. "Oh, Mr. Strong, may I kiss it?"
"Oliver, have I ever denied you anything?" Oliver then dropped to his
knees and took Lance's whole meat pole into his mouth. After a few
hungry bobs of his head, Oliver gave some more care to make it last. He
backed off and licked the tip and circled it with his tongue. He looked
lovingly into Lance's eyes as he flicked the rock hard gargantuan cock
with the tip of his tongue. Oliver inched forward and pushed his massive
tits together around the huge cock and started sucking his cock with all
the vacuum he could muster while giving Lance the best boob job of his
life.
"Wow, Oliver, I think you are the best of all the guys that have been
changed."
"Mr. Strong, do you really think so? Oooh, I'm so happy," Oliver giggled
as he clapped his pretty little hands together. "Yay!! Sir, will you
fuck me now, please. Pretty please."
"Sure thing, Oliver." Lance easily picked up the now tiny Oliver and
pushed him against the wall. Oliver's now giant pants slid to the floor.
Lance picked Oliver up by the thighs and inserted his huge rod into him
and pounded Oliver with everything he had.
"Oh, yes, shit. Yes, Yes, YES!!! YOU ARE A GOD!!! I LOVE YOU. OH, OH,
OH, OH, OOOoooohhhh!!!!" Oliver screamed as Lance shot his load into her
with a grunt.
As he pulled out, Oliver went to his knees to finish him off and get the
rest of that delicious cum off his penis. Lance looked at him and said,
"Don't worry Oliver, my cum is also magical and now you know what to do."
Betsy came into the room holding some slutty clothes and a makeup bag.
"What should we call her?"
"I don't care. You name her this time, Betsy. Oliver, listen to me. You
are going to want my cock all the time. You can only have it once a
week. Here's the address of the restaurant you will be waittressing in.
Do not worry. The owner will not ask any questions. On your appointed
time of the week, you will be here. I will let you have some of my
fantastic cock and you will give me $1000 of your paycheck. You can keep
the rest. Betsy will tell you where they will let you live no questions
asked. You can't live here. Oliver could, you can't. I don't want no
bitches up in my space."
"A whole week? Please Sir, may I have some more?"
"More?!"
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