1. The Halfway Inn Part 1


    Date: 10/27/2014, Categories: Gay Male, Author: RobertFurlong, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    to feel less self-conscious. This was, after all, what I had fantasized about countless times and, if I handled it deftly, I thought I might be able to steer things towards the destination I'd had in mind from the beginning. "Given what I've just told you I do with it, it is going to be rather bigger than normal, isn't it?" Now I sounded like a primary school teacher trying to get an especially slow kid to understand a simple point. And yet he still didn't get it. "What do you do with it?" he asked with genuine confusion. "I told you," I said, holding my smile. "I like women but I play around with men sometimes. It's not a big deal." He looked at me blankly. This wasn't sinking in at all. I'd known he was thick but I hadn't expected this. At length he asked, as if it might help, "Can I see it again?" "You're asking to see my arsehole?" He shrugged. "Yeah. I'm just curious. I've never seen anything like it, that's all." "But it's my arsehole, Pete. It's kind of private." "Well, you can see mine if you want to." Nice one, Mr Furlong, I thought. Very deftly played. I nodded. "Okay then. In that case – yeah, why not?" I turned around and bent over for him, sticking my bum outwards so that my plump and enlarged ring would push outwards against the material of my briefs. "Jesus!" he called out. "Your butt-hole is fucking massive, mate!" I smiled, flaunting my large, bloated ring for him and enjoying the fact that it was level with his crotch. It was pity the slight bulge in the ...
    pouch of his shorts was so far unresponsive; if he'd been running a hard-on by now, poking outwards towards my fat, puffy hole, this would have been so much more encouraging. I might even have allowed myself to 'accidentally' step backwards so that the back of my underwear pushed into the front of his. Instead, I asked, "Do you like it, Pete?" "It's a bit weird," he chuckled. "But yeah! It's pretty cool!" I relaxed my anus so I could feel the swollen entrance of it puckering more firmly against my underwear, making a large distended 'O' shape – quite patently stretched to a generous cock size – between my cheeks. And then, still none the wiser, he asked, "If it's not a medical thing, how did it get so big, then, Rob?" I was going to have to spell it out to him. The subtle approach just wasn't working for him. "Is it as wide as finger?" I asked him, pushing it towards him. "No," he replied. "It's much bigger than that." "As big as, say, a carrot?" "No, mate. Even bigger." "As wide, then, as the shaft of another bloke's hard-on?" "Yeah!" he said triumphantly. "It's exactly that size!" I stood up again and turned to face him. He was staring at me with an expression that showed he still didn't quite get it. "So why do you think it might be that size?" I asked him with a smirk. "Given my appreciation for the attentions of other men?" He looked at me incuriously for a few seconds and then the penny finally dropped and his eyes gaped open. "Oh!" he exclaimed. "Oh, right! You like ...
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