This really big guy is sitting at a bar having a few too many to drink with a couple of buddies from work.
Around seven, when it is time to leave, the two buddies head for the door. The big guy suddenly gets this feeling that he has to make an urgent call to the urinal. His wife at home will just have to wait a little longer.
He doesn't do the bar bit with his buddies very often, maybe a couple of times a month. His wife knows where he is, so he is in no particular hurry. He tosses the rest of his brew and staggers into the bathroom.
He sees this really short guy just walking up to one of two floor length urinals to take a piss. There is no divider between the urinals. Normally the big guy would wait until the other guy was done before going up to the urinal but he really has to go, so he takes the stall to the left of the short guy.
He is about to wet his pants as he quickly unzips and yanks his dick out. His stream starts flowing immediately, beating the little guy to the draw. Oh yeah, the pause that refreshes. The big guy happens to glance over at the little guy and he can't believe his eyes. The little guy, who has not yet started to piss, is right-handed, which means that his hand does not block the view from the *****'s angle.
The little guy is pulling out his dick and when it comes out the guy is holding a dick that is dangling down, way down. It looks like a good eight inches of soft, thick and uncut meat, which is two inches longer than the big guy's is when he is hard.
Being well under the weather from booze, he just can't help saying to the guy "Man that is a big dick! I wish that I had a dick that big!" Immediately he is embarrassed that he has said that, but it is too late.
The little guy holds off on pissing just yet. Instead, he holds his penis out away from his body so that it is pointing out a ways before curving down at the end of his fingers. He has had a couple of drinks but is not *****, so he grins good-naturedly, takes a quick look at the big guy's penis, and then looks up at the big guy's face.
"Well, all tis not perfect when you have a big dick. For instance, take this urinal." At that point he indicates toward the urinal with his head, which guides the ***** into looking down in that direction. Of course, that long penis is right in his view as the little guy goes on.
As the little guy keeps talking, he shakes his penis and uses it as a pointer as he talks about the urinal. "I'm glad that this is the kind of urinal that goes all the way down to the floor. I'm on the short side in height as you can see, and on the urinals that are waist high to a normal man, I have to hold me dick up to keep it from landing in the urinal."
As he says the word up, the little guy raises his penis so that it points up.
The big guy laughs, relieved that he has not been made fun of for a couple of reasons. One reason is because he had admired and commented on the little guy's dick. That meant that he had admitted to looking over to see the man's penis, which in heterosexual circles is considered a 'no-no.' And two, he had in effect revealed or admitted that his own penis was smaller.
Now the subject was out in the open, the big penis and his own smaller one was right out there for them both to see, and they could talk about them. "Well, that's a problem I wouldn't mind living with if I could have a dick like that."
"Well" says the little guy, who still is holding off on pissing. "I'm a leprechaun and I can grant you one wish, and all you have to do is suck on me wang!"
Suck his cock? In horror of the thought the man exclaims, "I don't think so you little faggot, not even for a dick that size!"
"Fine then" says the leprechaun, who looks away and prepares to piss. Sensing that the guy is still peeking over at it, he slowly peels the thick foreskin back, revealing a purplish colored shiny head. Then while holding the skin back as he begins to urinate, he aims it with his hand, pissing to the right, left and making circles with his stream. He takes one quick peek up and to his left. Sure enough, the ***** is staring down at it.
When he is done, he makes a show of shaking it off because he knows the big guy is still peeking at it with envy. After giving it a couple of shakes, he milks it down, bringing still one last drop to the end. He shakes that off as well. Then, instead of putting it away immediately, he leaves it dangling and continues to stand at the urinal as he pulls on the flush handle.
Meanwhile the big guy has taken note of the little guy's face as well as his dick. He has long bushy eyebrows and a crooked little nose. He does in fact sort of look like the drawings the ***** has seen of Leprechauns.
The big guy can't take it any longer and without thinking clearly in his drunken state stammers "All...All right... I'll do it." Then he realizes that they are in a pretty ******* area.
"But how, someone will see us?"
Let's go into the toilet stall," said the little man.
After they had entered the stall, the little man closed the door, latched it and said, "Pull down your trousers around your ankles and sit on the toilet."
"But why pull my pants down, " asked the big man?"
"That will be so that if anyone comes into the restroom and looks under the wall, they will see your pants down as you sit on the pot and not know that you are doing anything other than the real business."
"I see, that makes sense," said the big guy. So he pulled his pants and underwear down around his ankles and sat upon the pot. His circumcised penis, short and sort of thick looking was hanging down, pointing at the water below. But the view was not real good because the *****'s legs were fairly close together.
"Spread your legs so I can see your dick more clearly."
He didn't know why he had to, but the ***** opened his legs so that the knees were a couple of feet apart. The little guy openly stared down, taking a good look. "Now I can better see your dick," said the Leprechaun. It could stand to grow a goodly amount."
The ***** tried to defend his diminutive appearing cock. Well, it is all shrunk up from being nervous," he replied, defensively.
The little man snickered. But I would wager that it would grow to no more than." he hesitated and made a show of bending a little lower, then peered closely at the dick, "I'd say it would go six inches at best."
The ***** nodded. "That's about right, a puny average-sized six inches."
"Tis growth you need, and growth ye shall receive by the sucking," laughed the Leprechaun.
"But I can't reach your dick from here, " the ***** said, "You will be too low."
Here is how it shall be," said the little man. "This is why you needed to open your legs, but you need to open your legs even wider."
When the legs were opened as far as the ***** could get them in his seated position, the little man climbed up and stood upon the seat. This placed his penis at exactly the right height and just inches from the big guy's mouth. The big guy, maybe involuntarily, opened his mouth as he stared at it from eye level.
He looked to be in awe of it, such as a little boy might be the first time he has seen a new, fascinating toy under the Christmas tree.
"Now if anyone looks under when they come in, all they will see will be your two legs and pants. They will not know what happens above."
The ***** could only nod his head in acknowledgment.
"Here it be," says the little man, moving closer to his mouth. "Suck it to see what thee will end up with for thyself." His penis had not begun to grow as yet. It was still hanging down and waiting for the pleasure to come.
So the big man leans forward, reaches with both hands and brings the dangling meat close to his mouth. He has never done anything like this before, but the feel of this wiener, which is already starting to grow in his hands is overpowering.
Besides the hugeness of the thing, it is uncut. The ***** has never seen what it is like to stroke a dick with a foreskin. He gives it a stroke, pulling the foreskin back and up. His mouth breathes out a little 'wow' as he watches and feels how the thick foreskin slides up and down over the head.
The little guy chuckles. "That's right, explore all thee wishes. Tis a wonderful thing to have a dick like that, and you can feel free to feel all thee likes."
The ***** strokes it again, and then once more while thinking how much easier it would be to jack his own dick off if only he had a foreskin like this one.
And it is still growing, now pointing straight out towards the *****'s mouth. Thinking that it is already to full size, he knows he absolutely must have one like it. Embarrassed, he looks up into the face of the Leprechaun and says, "Now don't think I am homosexual or anything. I've never touched another guy's dick. I'm married.
I just want you to know that. The reason I'm doing this is because I want one like this to surprise my wife with. I've always wondered if she might like one bigger than mine."
The little man laughs softly. "I knew when I first saw you that you were married. I could tell. Twas what I thought thee wanted it for. Most women might like a large wang to call their own. Wait till you see what your reward shall be when it grows.
Suck away good man, and ye shall have one like it to pleasure your wife with, and I can assure you she will be most pleased."
Licking his lips, probably from nervousness, the ***** opened his mouth as wide as he could and using his hands placed the penis into his mouth. He closed his lips over the head and tentatively touched the tip with his tongue. He shivered, mostly from excitement.
"Oh yes, tis the way, my friend," the little guy said.
With that, the leprechaun undid his belt and allowed his trousers to fall to his knees. Now his balls were showing as well. As the big guy begins to suck the leprechaun's dick amazingly grows even thicker, and it continues to grow in length as well. He keeps his mouth completely over the head and lets out a little moan as he feels the head growing, ever growing in his mouth.
He sucks and the head grows larger still. He can feel the shaft thickening and lengthening in his hands, but it is the head filling his mouth that has his attention. Finally the head has grown so big that the big man has trouble fitting his lips around it. His hands are full too because it is now over ten inches in length.
The big man pulls his mouth off for a minute so that he can take a look at the whole thing that he is holding. He gives it a long stoke with his hand and says, almost breathlessly..."Wow, what a wiener. My wife would love this." With that, he begins sucking once again.
By looking past the *****'s head and down to the side, the little guy can see the big guy's dick, way down below. It has become fully erect, and looks to be closer to 5 inches in length instead of six.
The little man smiled to himself and said nothing. The *****, like most men, had exaggerated his penis size, even under these conditions.
"Now you see what can be yours for your woman to enjoy," says the little man as he looks down at the bobbing head and the dick below him. "She will be most pleased."
It is time for his surprise, and he springs it. "Now, to get your wish granted," the little man continues, "you have to keep sucking and swallow all the juice. You must not spill a drop cause it's the juice that is the secret. The juice will make thee dick grow big."
The man quivers at the thought. Juice? He has to swallow the cum? But that makes sense. If he is going to be able to grow from giving this blowjob, it stands to reason that he has to take something from the little guy. But swallow cum? That will be hard to do.
He valiantly continues to suck, determined to stick it out to the end. In his mind he has now formed an image as to how it might be. There will be hot, thick come shooting forth out of the hole in the head. For good measure, as he thinks it, his tongue goes to the hole and he shoves the tip partially into the hole.
It is large, and it seems like his tongue can go fairly far within. This is where the cum will shoot forth. It will blast into his mouth, shot after shot, and he has to keep his mouth on it and somehow swallow everything that comes out.
How much will there be? Using one hand, he feels for the little guy's balls. They had not been that important before, and the ***** had only glanced at them because this cock had looked so large. But now he feels the balls. They are about the same size as my balls, he thinks. But of course on this little man they appear to be larger.
This is where his juice is, waiting to fill my mouth and then my stomach. This is where the juice is that will make my dick grow until it is just like this one.
In his youth, he had tasted his own come. Once, immediately after jacking off to a good climax, he had immediately poured the come in his hand into his mouth and tried to swallow it, just to see what is was like. It had been hard to do. It had tasted slightly salty, but the taste had not been the bad part.
The feel of his come had been the worst. Slippery, slimy, and feeling almost alive. He had almost gagged, but had managed to swallow it. It had been the one and only time he had tried that.
The Leprechaun was grinning down at the top of the *****'s head. He had felt the tongue go into the hole in his penis after he had told the ***** he must swallow the juice. He knew what was coming next and was not surprised in the least when the ***** had followed up by feeling his testicles.
"It will be easier to swallow the juice if thee plays with thyself at the same time. Do not come before me. If you stay hard, you will be aroused and find it easier to swallow all the juice. Then, as you clean my drip, you can finish your business with thyself."
The ***** was remembering the one time he had swallowed his own cum. He was already cooling off, his sexual desire waning as he had placed the cum from his hand into his mouth. He had thought about that, and figured that if he had somehow been able to have his dick in his mouth while he was actually coming, that it might have been a lot more exciting to be tasting it. Now he had the chance for half of that thought. He would have a dick in his mouth that was coming, but it would not be his own.
But he would get to come right after, so he answered, "Yes, I think that would be a good idea. I was thinking that as you said it." That said, the ***** reached down with one hand and began to play with himself. He had been wanting to do this, but had been afraid of what the Leprechaun might think. He had been thinking that by just sucking, it was because he wanted to 'earn' a big penis of his own.
By playing with himself openly in front of the little man, he was also admitting that he found it to be arousing. Holding and sucking this strange, wonderful and warm piece of human flesh had thoroughly aroused him.
He was not gay, but this was probably the most erotic thing he had ever done, surpassing anything he had done with his wife to date, except for maybe the time she had allowed him to take pictures.
He had wanted to masturbate, and now he had permission. What the Leprechaun had said made sense too. If he swallowed this come while he was still hard and ready to come himself, that might make the swallowing easier to do.
Just then someone entered the restroom, and all conversation stopped. The ***** sucked quietly and the little man held him gently by the ears, guiding his mouth, in and out, slow and easy. They could hear the sound of the man outside pissing into the urinal beside their stall. It was a typical loaded with beer piss, taking a long time. Then they heard the flush, and the sound of the man leaving the bathroom. Now they could talk again.
"Now tell me about thy wife. I want to know about her body, and how you think she might react when she finally gets a dick like this."
The ***** took his mouth off long enough to ask. "Why do you need to know about my wife?"
Actually, in his present state of arousal, and it was arousal with a stranger who did not know his wife, he didn't mind talking about her. But he was curious as to why the Leprechaun wanted to hear about her.
"Because," the Leprechaun replied, "if we talk about your wife, I shall be shooting a bigger load thinking about her getting your dick when it looks like this one. The larger the load you swallow, the bigger thy dick will be. I can see thy dick below right now, and it is very small compared to mine. I will have an image in my mind of that dick, your dick, looking big like mine as you put it into your wife. She will be so happy.
So tell me about your wife while you suck. Take your time so that I have time to build a truly large load. Take your mouth off to talk, stroke slowly with thy hand, then give a lick, and then talk some more. The longer thee suck my dick, the larger the load thee shall receive. And in the process, thy own climax will be stronger as well."
"My wife," (slurp), "Is very pretty. (Stroke stroke) She is young compared to me, only twenty-five, and she has never had another man besides me. That is why, (suck, one stroke, two, three), I want a dick like this one."
The little guy smiled. He had this guy not only wrapped around his dick; he had him wrapped around his finger. Anything he wanted to know, this guy would tell him. "You are sure that you are her only man? Did you feel her cherry as you broke it?"
(Slurp) "Yes, most definitely she had a maidenhead. (Slurp slurp). I felt it with my finger before I put my dick into her. (Tongue around the head). I could feel her tear as I pushed my dick into her. She moaned and cried out. And she bled a little, afterwards"
The little man smiled and laughed softly. That is good. You know for sure that you were the first, and hopefully, still the only one."
"Yes, yes," the ***** replied, looking up into the little man's eyes. "I am sure she has never cheated on me, at least not yet."
The little man had led the ***** around to where he wanted the conversation to head. "Have you ever talked to her about fucking other men, maybe men with bigger cocks?"
The ***** removed his mouth and thought for a second. "She has wondered about other men, I am sure. With this, (he gave the big dick a stroke for emphasis) her wondering would be over."
He sucked some more, than said, "As a matter of fact, I know that she has wondered about other men because we have talked about it. When I ask her, usually when we are fucking, she jokes about taking a big guy while I watch.
I think it even turns her on more, because she seems to come easier. But then, after we are through fucking, if I ask her about it then, she always says she was just joking, and really does not want a man with a big dick. You know how it is, she claims she loves only me."
"Yes, I understand. But deep down, you believe that she is in fact thinking of getting a big cock. Tell me, all those times you talked to her about other men, was it you that always brought up the subject, or did she ever bring it up?"
The little man could see the frown on the *****'s face as he thought about his answer. "I was always the one to bring it up, except.." he paused, "except for the last time we made love. She brought it up first."
"How did she say it? Were you inside her at the time, or was it after you finished?"
"It was while I was in her. I had fucked her for a while, kind of hard and fast actually. I was still inside and started taking a break before trying to make her come and letting my load go. She said something like, "I almost came just then. I was thinking about the other night when we were talking about other men and their cocks. It got me more excited."
The little man smiled. This was the conversation he wanted to hear. It might fit into his goal, which was to maybe get to go home and fuck this man's wife. "What did she say" Did she just talk about other men, or did she go into cock size?"
The ***** was remembering. That comment by his wife had both excited and scared him. She had mentioned other men, and done it on her own, but in their conversation that night previous all the men, the other men, supposedly had big cocks.
He had immediately wondered if she was just fantasizing, or wishing that his penis was larger because he was currently inside her and she could feel it. Or maybe because she couldn't feel it. He was completely hard, yes, but was that enough?
"That's exactly what I asked her. Was she thinking about just strange men, or was she thinking about big dicks, and maybe wishing she could try one?"
"And her answer..?"
"Well, she had just blurted that out. When I asked her what she meant, she had had more time to think about it, and she gave me the usual 'I was just teasing. I love you, and you are plenty big enough for me."
The Leprechaun laughed, and made sure the ***** heard it. "But you think at first she was coming out with her true feelings, her desires, don't you? She had you inside her and was thinking, maybe wishing that she had a bigger dick to feel. Is that it?"
The ***** took his mouth off the dick and sort of hung his head down like a little boy who is being scolded. The Leprechaun knew his feelings. "Yes, I thought that at the time, and thinking about it afterwards I still think that is what she meant. But she didn't admit it."
The Leprechaun caressed the side of the *****'s face. It was like he was trying to give comfort to the man who was engaged in sucking his cock, and actually, doing a very good job of it.
"And I am sure that she was thinking about other men and their big cocks. You see, it is nice to marry a virgin, but you can never be sure that, once you are married and time goes by, that she isn't thinking what it might have been like to be in bed with other guys.
You always have that worry: 'Is she wondering? Is she curious? Will she go out and experiment to see if she married a man that is as good in bed as other men?'
If she had been with other men before you, then fucked you and still married you, then you can feel pretty sure that she is happy with how you are in bed, and most importantly, if your equipment measures up." He giggled, "unless she married you for money. In that case it would not matter how much cock you have, because she can always go looking."
The ***** chuckled, "Well, she didn't marry me for money. I'm doing all right, but I'm not what you would call rich. But you're right, I've always wondered if she ever thinks about the men she might have missed, in bed."
The little man gently guided the ***** by the ears, moving his head back and forth on his dick. "You are lucky to have met me. I will likely be the instrument that keeps your wife from maybe going out and experimenting someday to see what a bigger dick than yours might feel like. If she has a big dick of her own at home, she will no longer be seeking one. Now tell me about her tits, and her pussy."
Without hesitation, the ***** revealed details of his wife. "Her titties are nice and firm. She is somewhere between a B and C in size. We've talked about it, and I've even gone with her shopping for bras and helping her while she's trying them on. It's a turn on. She wears either a padded C cup bra, or an unpadded B, that is, whenever she wears one. She doesn't need a bra to hold them up. Her nipples are pink for the most part, and they get hard when I suck on them."
Suddenly the ***** paused. He waited for dramatic effect, and then went on. "I have a photo of her in my billfold. Would you like to see it?"
"Yes, absolutely," breathed the little guy. "That will help me with my thinking of her, and the load thy will swallow will be all the greater."
This was going great. The ***** was sucking his dick, he was giving intimate details of her and their sex life, and now he was going to see her photo. Getting a chance to fuck this man's wife was coming closer all the time.
The ***** released his grip on the baseball bat and kept his mouth on it while he bent down and fumbled around his pants, which were down around his ankles. Then he pulled his billfold out and started to open it with two hands. All the while, his mouth never released the cock.
It was a funny sight to see as the ***** raised the billfold over his head with one hand so that he could see it, kept the dick in his mouth, and used his other hand to fish out the photo. He offered it to the outstretched hand. In it, the wife was fully dressed, but in a mini type skirt and a tight blouse. It was taken from the thighs up, while she was standing.
Her smiling face was lovely, almost like an angel, and the eyes in the photo looked right through you. They looked like trusting eyes, the eyes of a woman who loved the man who was taking the photo.
"She is quite beautiful," said the little guy. Now I know what the woman looks like who owns the pussy that your peter shall be going deeper into and spreading wider in the future." The Leprechaun planned to talk as intimately and dirty as possible about the *****'s wife in order to get him to open up, revealing all about his wife.
Besides that, the more he revealed, the more likely it would be that he might end up inviting the little man home with him.
Phase one, to get him to tell all about her was working, because the ***** now wanted to do just that.
"I have one more photo. Several more actually." His voice shook. "She has her clothes off." The ***** paused, as if waiting to hear the little guy's reply. He had always had a secret desire to show the photos to someone, just to see their reaction. And of course, it would build his ego to know that the person viewing the photo would probably want to fuck her, but only her husband got to.
The little guy's reply was immediate. "You have naked shots of her? Yes, if you have them with you, show those to me. Your reward will be a gusher, I can assure you."
As the little guy stood with his cock proud and long, he looked down and watched as the ***** placed his wallet, which he was still holding, onto the floor. The little man frowned, then smiled as the ***** reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and pulled out a small stack of color Polaroid photos.
These were larger than wallet size, being 4X5, and would provide a far better look at the woman in the photos. The ***** wanted to show them in the proper order, for a reason. After making his selection, he handed one to the Leprechaun.
The first photo was of his wife lying back on their bed and holding herself up with her elbows. Her face had a look that was ornery, perhaps teasing. She was naked, and you could see the white lines of a bathing suit on her skin, both top and bottom.
Her skin was tanned, but her white breasts were totally *******. They stuck straight into the air and were looking firm and lovely. You could plainly see that her nipples, which looked erect, were pink, as the man had described her. Her legs were together and bent at the knees, so nothing below showed.
"She wouldn't let me photograph her bottom half, at first. I had to talk nice to her, and I was naked and had a hard on. She kept looking at me and my dick so each time I took a photo, I got her to show a little more." His hand shook as he handed the little guy the second photo.
It showed more of her. And since her legs were opened wide enough to be twelve inches apart at the knees, her pussy could be seen in detail. The hair on her pussy was sparse, and her parted lips were clearly visible in the photo. Her hole was opened slightly and it looked to be dry and pink around the edges and over the lips.
The ***** still had his mouth over the penis. He was not moving his head because he for sure did not want the little guy to come just yet. Showing these photos to someone, but only a stranger, had been a fantasy for three months. He wanted this moment, just like the little guy did, to last as long as possible.
He was not sucking, but his tongue would take little flicks all over and around the head so that the little guy would know there was still some action going on.
"No one has ever seen her naked besides me. You're the first man ever."
"I feel honored. In this one that is really a pretty pussy. It looks like she really needs a good fucking," said the little man. "Do you have more?"
The ***** took his mouth off the dick long enough to say 'yes' and hand the little man another photo. This one was taken closer to her, and her pussy was revealed in greater detail. Her pussy had changed, and looked to be opened wider, and it was wet and shiny looking all around her lips.
With his penis even firmer than before, the little man asked, "It looks like you might have been fucking her in this photo. Her pussy looks opened up a little, and wet."
"Yes, yes," the ***** replied excitedly. For the first time another man was seeing his wife naked, and it excited him tremendously that the viewer had been able to detect the fact that his wife had been getting fucked from the photo.
"I hadn't come yet. I fucked her for a few minutes after taking the second photo, and then when I had her turned on, she agreed to let me take another picture. She had made me put the camera away first, but I had the camera ready under the bed, so I got right off and snapped it before she could change her mind. I've carried it, these with me ever since. It has been several months now."
Actually, it had only been three months, but saying the time was longer made the story seem all the better and increased how it looked that he had been waiting to finally, get a chance to show the photos to someone.
"And no one else has ever seen these?" The little man knew that the ***** had already stated that, but he also knew that this was very exciting emotionally for the husband, and he was playing to his emotions. Keep him excited, learn more, have a better orgasm, and maybe later be invited home.
"No, no one. You are the only man to ever see her naked besides me." The ***** sounded proud to be making that announcement, and the little guy recognized that.
"I feel honored to have seen this. But you know how I see her as I look at this photo? I see a woman who is waiting for another cock, a big cock in her pussy. She has had a warm up and now is waiting for the main event. Had I been there when you took these, I could have climbed onto her, and you could have taken photos of her pussy as I stretched it way out."
The ***** almost sighed. "Yes, that would really have been hot."
"Now how about those other photos?"
There were two more. The *****'s hands were shaking when he handed the next photo to the little man. "This one is after I finished fucking her." His voice was soft as he said it, and the little man could tell that this photo was almost sacred to him. He looked at it. It was almost the same as the first one in that his wife was still on her back, but now her head was back on a pillow.
Her face and breasts looked shiny, perhaps from sweat. Her legs were pulled back and up, bent at the knees. She was using the fingers of two hands to hold herself open, and what looked like shiny come could be seen just inside her tiny hole and some of the come was running out and down onto her ass.
Her face held a smile that might have been from contentment or from lust. It was a very hot photo.
"I can tell that you shot a nice load into her, but it looks like, by the way her face is, that she also had a good come. Did she?"
The drink's voice could not hide his excitement at discussing this. "Yes, I let her look at the other photos while I was fucking her. It seemed to turn her on more. She came not long after I put it in. And then she surprised me when she asked if I could hold back until she came again.
I held back as long as I could and by the time I was ready to drop my load she was ready too. She moaned and came a good one. That second one was one of her best!"
There was one more photo. It had been taken from straight down, the view the husband had seen as his wife sucked his dick. The top of her head and her lips could be seen. They were wrapped around a dick, the husband's dick, of which maybe three inches could be seen.
"Did she swallow your come?"
"Most of it. She tried, but I shot a big load and she gagged a little, so I let her spit the rest out."
"Well, today my man, ye must swallow all of my come so that thee can grow, and if you succeed, you can show your wife how to swallow it all later as she sucks on your new giant penis."
'I would like that."
The leprechaun smiled and nodded. "May I hold these photos and look at them while you suck and talk about her?"
There was no hiding his excitement. "Yes, I want you to. I want you to look at her photos and think about fucking her. And then you will give me even more to swallow. I really do want to swallow your load now. I want a cock like this for her so bad."
The little guy smiled. The ***** had said that he wanted him to think about fucking his wife. Maybe the two of them could make that happen, later.
"Suck, my good man, and I shall enjoy looking and thinking about fucking such a lovely wife, your wife."
This was getting better by the moment, and the little guy wanted it to keep getting better. "When you took the first naked photo and put your dick back into her hole, did she talk about coming right away?"
The ***** could tell that his words were having an effect, because the peter in his hand and sometimes in his mouth grew even harder. "Yes, as a matter of fact, she came almost right away. And I really had to work at keeping from coming because I was so turned on by her posing for me."
He noticed again that all this talking was having an effect on the little man. "I can feel your dick throb a little when I tell about my wife."
"Yes, my good man. That is why my load shall be even greater, and you shall receive what I bestow into your mouth and end up with the biggest possible peter of your own."
"Biggest possible? How big?"
Thy dick can grow up to 50 percent from my juice. If thy penis measures 6 inches now, ye shall end up with 9 inches."
The ***** had less than 6 inches, but even now he exaggerated. "9 inches?" That is not a big as what you have." His words were addressed like a question, even though he did not ask right out.
"Yes, when I said you could have one as large as mine, I was talking for the most part figuratively." The little man went along with the charade about the *****'s penis being six inches in size currently. "Because your penis begins with six inches, you shall end up with one most large, but not as large as mine. Your wife, however, will be most pleased with what you have. Your penis will not only be longer, but thicker as well.
I can see in these photos that she has a little pussy, and she would have to take a deep breath and be a brave girl to take a dick like mine. But even so, I think that thicker over longer would probably be her choice.
When you put your new peter into her, she will think that you have traded bodies with someone else. Remember now," he added as the ***** sucked merrily away, "it is the juice, So you must be sure to catch it all so that you grow to your maximum potential."
As the ***** lovingly sucked on his cock, the little guy studied the naked photos of the man's wife and spoke softly, almost to himself, "Her hole looks so tiny and lovely. It would be almost a shame to stretch such a wonderful creation out with a huge cock."
The ***** was right there with his reply. He was really into the thought of his wife being fucked now. "Yes, but think about how good it would feel to be the person with the dick that is doing the stretching?"
"I am thinking about it. I would love to be the one to do so myself. It would be the equivalence of taking her virginity. You will be very lucky to be the one to do the honors." The ***** sucked for a few more seconds before the Leprechaun added, "There is a saying that it is a violation of the US Government pure foods act to stick a dick into something as nice as this pussy." He was kidding, and the ***** laughed with him.
And then the sucking continued for another minute without conversation. The Leprechaun was smiling and his right hand began caressing the head of the man doing the blowing. He could tell now that the ***** had taken his advice and was not trying to make him come right away.
He would suck firmly and with enthusiasm, and just as the little man would start to build towards an orgasm, he would cool it for a while. He needed the guide this conversation and keep the subject on the man's wife being fucked by his dick, and not the husband's.
"These photos are wonderful. I am enjoying looking at them and fantasizing about fucking your wife. Keep talking as thy sucks. When I get close, you can stop talking and suck as if the size of thy dick counted on it." He laughed at his own joke.
"I want you to imagine thyself lying on the bed, down below near her feet as thee sees a dick like this one about to penetrate thy wife. Since you don't have a big one of your own yet, it will be easier in your mind to pretend that this dick in your mouth is the one thee are watching.
Think about how big her eyes would get as she sees what is about to open her for the first time. Think about how her body would quiver as she feels the thickness of this dick as it starts to open her. Think about how she will groan, first with fright and then with surprise and pleasure as this dick would start to open her."
The ***** did think about it. "Yes, Yes, she would groan so loud. I would love to hear her, to see her." He sucked faster, and his hand down below began jacking quicker as well.
"Be sure to wait, on thy coming until you have swallowed the juice. If thee stays excited, swallowing the juice will be easier."
The ***** slowed his jacking, and asked, "Do you really think she would love it when this dick, my dick I mean, starts to enter her for the first time?"
"Yes, and not just the first time, but every time."
"How long will it take for my dick to get this big, I mean, up to 9 inches?"
"About one week. Ye shall grow a little each day. I suggest you fuck her daily, starting tomorrow. Tonight if you are up to it, but there would not be much growth in just a few hours. You can feed the peter to her each day and she will notice a change, but might not become truly suspicious until after two to three days. By then she will be happy and begin to ask you for more. By the end of the week, she will beg you for it, all the time."
Another man entered the restroom, and again conversation ceased. They waited. They listened. The big man sucked and teased with his tongue. The little man studied the photos with one hand, caressed the husband's hair with the other, and smiled. Finally, after taking a long piss and flushing, the visitor left.
The Leprechaun paused to run the fingers of one hand around the *****'s lips and feel how they were stretched wide in order to take him within. The ***** was sucking his penis as if he was in love with it. He picked up right where he had left off.
"Or, you can not give her any, and then at the end of the week, give it to her all at once. But if you do that, she will think she is with a stranger and become scared. "
The ***** giggled. "Wouldn't that be a laugh!"
"Yes, but I would recommend you give it to her on a more gradual, daily or semi-daily basis. She will then think that a miracle is happening, but not think that you have been replaced by a stranger who looks and talks like her husband."
This seemed to spur the ***** on, and as he sucked on the magnificent meat in his mouth, he did it almost lovingly. He was used to this dick now. He was used to sucking. It seemed almost natural, and this dick, if he had to suck a dick, was definitely the one he wanted to do it with.
"I know that using your imagination is not easy to do if thy has never seen thy wife being fucked by another man. But if you like, I could come home with you and show you how it will look."
He turned the first naked wife photo around so that the ***** could see it. "Look at that lovely little hole and think about how it would be to see the peter you have in your mouth opening her up. You could lie below us and play with yourself while I work it into her. I would be gentle so as not to scare or hurt her. It would be quite a sight."
The ***** continued to suck for another ten seconds. Then, fully realizing what the Leprechaun had just proposed, he paused, holding the prick lovingly in his hands. "You want to come home and fuck my wife? I don't know if she would allow that."
"Yes, I have to admit, it would be difficult to convince her. She would see my short stature and maybe be repulsed. Women are funny about that. But when they learn what I have to offer, they oftentimes become intrigued, and are anxious to find out for themselves."
Now sucking again, the ***** paused; "Do you get to fuck many women, especially wives? Are their husbands usually there, or do you get the wives to sneak off on their own?
Laughing, the Leprechaun replied; "I like fucking wives best of all, because they have someone to compare me to. I usually have to fuck the wives in secret. It takes a lot more time to convince the husband that it would be a good thing.
You see, it is not often that a husband sees my wang in advance and is willing to do what thee be doing. Usually, when I get a woman, a wife into bed, it is when I have talked to her at a party, or business meeting.
The business meetings on the road, such as at conventions, are the easiest. The wives are away from home, alone, and although they don't always think about it, they are available. I have found that when they have a drink or two, it is easy to get them talking." He was being truthful as he told the ***** of his experiences.
"Do, the women, the wives, like your dick? Do you tell them in advance what to expect, or do you let it be the big surprise?"
The Leprechaun laughed again. "If I tell them in advance, they usually do not believe me. Sometimes it works when they are curious. Usually though, I let them think I am just a short little man, and I have found that they are just curious about what it would be like to be with a little man. When we are alone in the room and I drop my pants, they see this wang. Their eyes get big. They are shocked, surprised, and then pleased. Most pleased, I might add."
The ***** hesitated, "I would love to see my wife under you taking this big peter. But I am sure that I could never get her to do it. If I came home with you now, she would be very mad that I came home later than usual and *****, l let alone bringing a guy home."
"Well then," said the Leprechaun, knowing that this time he would not be fucking someone's wife, "keep thinking about it. Now let's have me come and the growth of thy penis shall begin."
The sucking and the stroking began now in earnest. Then the Leprechaun had one more bit to say. "See this third photo?" he said, holding up the one with the come running out of the wife's hole.
"Yes?" the ***** answered. He could hardly wait to hear what the little man might say.
"See that look on her face? She looks happy and contented. But it looks to me like she just had a light workout. If I had been the one who had been on her, she would look all worn out. Maybe she would look afraid or in awe and not believing what had just happened to her.
Her body would be wet with sweat everywhere. And that little hole, if I had just gotten off it, would look twice as wide. It not only would be pink, like it is in that photo, it might be raw and red looking, and the come running out would be all over her pussy, her ass, the bed, and maybe even down to the floor."
The *****'s eyes got wide as he stared at the photo and thought about his wife looking that way. "I would love to see that." He went back to sucking. Then added: "I have had another fantasy about her, where she is *****, gently, by several men in a row. She might end up looking just like that too, the way you just described."
The leprechaun was ready with his reply. "Yes, that is what she might look like when I was through with her, like she had just taken on several men."
The ***** seemed very excited now. "I would love to see that. I mean, not only see her looking that way, but getting to see you do it to her until she got that way."
"Yes," laughed the little man. "You would have a job to perform after watching me fuck her. As she was lying there like in that photo, I would be stroking my dick and maybe watching you as you use your mouth to clean her up. She would be caressing your head while you suck up the juice, my juice, and her eyes would be looking up into mine.
My dick would be hard again, and I would make sure that she saw it and ask her if she could take it one more time. She would be afraid to say 'No,' because she would want it, and afraid to say "Yes,' for fear that you would be jealous that she liked it so much."
The ***** took his mouth off the penis, stared at the photo of his wife, and nodded. "It would be wilder than my biggest fantasy I have had about her. I'd love to see her just lying there afterwards, unable to move and all worn out from getting the best fucking in the world!"
"That's how it would be, if I could come to your home with you."
The ***** went on, revealing more of his fantasies about his wife, "I've even thought about how it might look when she finally climbs out of bed after having a big guy, or several guys. She would be weak, barely able to move, and when she stands up, cum, tons of it would start pouring out of her.
She would try to catch it with her hand, and as she walks towards the bathroom, she would stagger and almost fall. Then she would make it to the toilet just in time to have a gusher of cum pour out into the toilet."
The leprechaun laughed. "I have seen just what you described happen with some women I have fucked."
The ***** sighed. "I wish we could do it, let you fuck her. But she would never understand if I brought you home. She'd just be mad as soon as I came in the door, especially with a stranger."
Talk ceased, and the penis, which would fluctuate in size as they talked, seemed to grow still firmer, still larger.
"It is almost time. Prepare to receive what thy have been craving."
As the leprechaun begins to groan, he shoves his dick slightly deeper into the big guy's mouth. The big guy's entire body quivers as he begins swallowing a hot load of thick salty cum which blasts into his mouth with spurts that never seem to end.
The Leprechaun even groans a little from the pleasure, and his hands, with the photos still in one of them, are caressing the ***** around each of his ears.
"Ahhhhh, you have brought forth a load most worthwhile," says the leprechaun, whose legs are quivering. "Now milk it down into thee mouth. Let not a drop go to waste."
The big guy is still swallowing and he keeps his mouth over the huge wang, which is slowly going soft as he milks it with his fingers and mouth. More juice drains out and down his throat.
"We can wait just a minute or so, and as my penis grows still softer, more come shall flow. In the meantime, you can take care of your problem."
Now the ***** begins to stroke his own penis as the Leprechaun watches from above. It does not take long, maybe 30 seconds. The little in comparison penis begins throbbing, blasting several spurts across towards the front of the toilet bowl.
There are six, seven, and a final eighth spurt as the cock begins winding down. His come was spent, but his throbs last for several more. The ***** groans. He is tired. Tired, drained, and very happy.
"And that was a good come for you, was it not?"
The ***** could barely speak. "Yes, it was one of my best!"
"Soon, as you come like that, it will be spurting from a penis much larger. Now, in just a minute or two, ye shall have one more mouthful."
They wait, and after two minutes, the little man says, "Give it another squeeze, like you are milking a cow." The ***** gave the now dangling penis a firm stroke, going from the pubic hair all the way out to the end.
He was milking the meat, and the meat did produce still one last blob of cum. He sucked, and as he did, it looked like he was still truly enjoying his chores, even though his erection had gone down. He continued to milk and suck, even though come no longer flowed.
A minute passed, and the ***** was still sucking. It appeared like he wanted to continue, even after having ***** his fill. He even held the penis in one hand and laid it alongside his cheek, as if he wanted to cuddle up to it. And then, just as if he was a woman with a new toy, he said, "I just love this cock. Even after shooting a giant load, it feels so big, so soft and yet so big."
Another blob appeared, and when the ***** saw it, he hurriedly gobbled it up. He continued to hold it, then placed it sideways to his mouth and nibbled up and down along the side of it, as if it was a corn cob. He softly chewed on it, as if it were a dog's chew toy. To a casual observer, it would have looked as if he was in love with the penis he was holding, so tenderly.
Finally the little guy says, "That will do it. You have taken the juice and soon you shall have one close to this for thyself."
The big guy is still trying to get the load remaining in his throat down as he watches the little man sticking his penis, which is now soft and down to eight inches into his pants and zipping up.
Then the ***** remembered the photos, and holding out his hand, took them when the little man dropped them into his hand. Clearing his throat, the man excitedly said. "I can't believe that I am going to have a dick that big!"
Meanwhile the Leprechaun has stepped down from the toilet and unlocked the door.
And the little guy says, as he looks over his shoulder and runs out, "And I can't believe you thought I was a leprechaun!"
Around seven, when it is time to leave, the two buddies head for the door. The big guy suddenly gets this feeling that he has to make an urgent call to the urinal. His wife at home will just have to wait a little longer.
He doesn't do the bar bit with his buddies very often, maybe a couple of times a month. His wife knows where he is, so he is in no particular hurry. He tosses the rest of his brew and staggers into the bathroom.
He sees this really short guy just walking up to one of two floor length urinals to take a piss. There is no divider between the urinals. Normally the big guy would wait until the other guy was done before going up to the urinal but he really has to go, so he takes the stall to the left of the short guy.
He is about to wet his pants as he quickly unzips and yanks his dick out. His stream starts flowing immediately, beating the little guy to the draw. Oh yeah, the pause that refreshes. The big guy happens to glance over at the little guy and he can't believe his eyes. The little guy, who has not yet started to piss, is right-handed, which means that his hand does not block the view from the *****'s angle.
The little guy is pulling out his dick and when it comes out the guy is holding a dick that is dangling down, way down. It looks like a good eight inches of soft, thick and uncut meat, which is two inches longer than the big guy's is when he is hard.
Being well under the weather from booze, he just can't help saying to the guy "Man that is a big dick! I wish that I had a dick that big!" Immediately he is embarrassed that he has said that, but it is too late.
The little guy holds off on pissing just yet. Instead, he holds his penis out away from his body so that it is pointing out a ways before curving down at the end of his fingers. He has had a couple of drinks but is not *****, so he grins good-naturedly, takes a quick look at the big guy's penis, and then looks up at the big guy's face.
"Well, all tis not perfect when you have a big dick. For instance, take this urinal." At that point he indicates toward the urinal with his head, which guides the ***** into looking down in that direction. Of course, that long penis is right in his view as the little guy goes on.
As the little guy keeps talking, he shakes his penis and uses it as a pointer as he talks about the urinal. "I'm glad that this is the kind of urinal that goes all the way down to the floor. I'm on the short side in height as you can see, and on the urinals that are waist high to a normal man, I have to hold me dick up to keep it from landing in the urinal."
As he says the word up, the little guy raises his penis so that it points up.
The big guy laughs, relieved that he has not been made fun of for a couple of reasons. One reason is because he had admired and commented on the little guy's dick. That meant that he had admitted to looking over to see the man's penis, which in heterosexual circles is considered a 'no-no.' And two, he had in effect revealed or admitted that his own penis was smaller.
Now the subject was out in the open, the big penis and his own smaller one was right out there for them both to see, and they could talk about them. "Well, that's a problem I wouldn't mind living with if I could have a dick like that."
"Well" says the little guy, who still is holding off on pissing. "I'm a leprechaun and I can grant you one wish, and all you have to do is suck on me wang!"
Suck his cock? In horror of the thought the man exclaims, "I don't think so you little faggot, not even for a dick that size!"
"Fine then" says the leprechaun, who looks away and prepares to piss. Sensing that the guy is still peeking over at it, he slowly peels the thick foreskin back, revealing a purplish colored shiny head. Then while holding the skin back as he begins to urinate, he aims it with his hand, pissing to the right, left and making circles with his stream. He takes one quick peek up and to his left. Sure enough, the ***** is staring down at it.
When he is done, he makes a show of shaking it off because he knows the big guy is still peeking at it with envy. After giving it a couple of shakes, he milks it down, bringing still one last drop to the end. He shakes that off as well. Then, instead of putting it away immediately, he leaves it dangling and continues to stand at the urinal as he pulls on the flush handle.
Meanwhile the big guy has taken note of the little guy's face as well as his dick. He has long bushy eyebrows and a crooked little nose. He does in fact sort of look like the drawings the ***** has seen of Leprechauns.
The big guy can't take it any longer and without thinking clearly in his drunken state stammers "All...All right... I'll do it." Then he realizes that they are in a pretty ******* area.
"But how, someone will see us?"
Let's go into the toilet stall," said the little man.
After they had entered the stall, the little man closed the door, latched it and said, "Pull down your trousers around your ankles and sit on the toilet."
"But why pull my pants down, " asked the big man?"
"That will be so that if anyone comes into the restroom and looks under the wall, they will see your pants down as you sit on the pot and not know that you are doing anything other than the real business."
"I see, that makes sense," said the big guy. So he pulled his pants and underwear down around his ankles and sat upon the pot. His circumcised penis, short and sort of thick looking was hanging down, pointing at the water below. But the view was not real good because the *****'s legs were fairly close together.
"Spread your legs so I can see your dick more clearly."
He didn't know why he had to, but the ***** opened his legs so that the knees were a couple of feet apart. The little guy openly stared down, taking a good look. "Now I can better see your dick," said the Leprechaun. It could stand to grow a goodly amount."
The ***** tried to defend his diminutive appearing cock. Well, it is all shrunk up from being nervous," he replied, defensively.
The little man snickered. But I would wager that it would grow to no more than." he hesitated and made a show of bending a little lower, then peered closely at the dick, "I'd say it would go six inches at best."
The ***** nodded. "That's about right, a puny average-sized six inches."
"Tis growth you need, and growth ye shall receive by the sucking," laughed the Leprechaun.
"But I can't reach your dick from here, " the ***** said, "You will be too low."
Here is how it shall be," said the little man. "This is why you needed to open your legs, but you need to open your legs even wider."
When the legs were opened as far as the ***** could get them in his seated position, the little man climbed up and stood upon the seat. This placed his penis at exactly the right height and just inches from the big guy's mouth. The big guy, maybe involuntarily, opened his mouth as he stared at it from eye level.
He looked to be in awe of it, such as a little boy might be the first time he has seen a new, fascinating toy under the Christmas tree.
"Now if anyone looks under when they come in, all they will see will be your two legs and pants. They will not know what happens above."
The ***** could only nod his head in acknowledgment.
"Here it be," says the little man, moving closer to his mouth. "Suck it to see what thee will end up with for thyself." His penis had not begun to grow as yet. It was still hanging down and waiting for the pleasure to come.
So the big man leans forward, reaches with both hands and brings the dangling meat close to his mouth. He has never done anything like this before, but the feel of this wiener, which is already starting to grow in his hands is overpowering.
Besides the hugeness of the thing, it is uncut. The ***** has never seen what it is like to stroke a dick with a foreskin. He gives it a stroke, pulling the foreskin back and up. His mouth breathes out a little 'wow' as he watches and feels how the thick foreskin slides up and down over the head.
The little guy chuckles. "That's right, explore all thee wishes. Tis a wonderful thing to have a dick like that, and you can feel free to feel all thee likes."
The ***** strokes it again, and then once more while thinking how much easier it would be to jack his own dick off if only he had a foreskin like this one.
And it is still growing, now pointing straight out towards the *****'s mouth. Thinking that it is already to full size, he knows he absolutely must have one like it. Embarrassed, he looks up into the face of the Leprechaun and says, "Now don't think I am homosexual or anything. I've never touched another guy's dick. I'm married.
I just want you to know that. The reason I'm doing this is because I want one like this to surprise my wife with. I've always wondered if she might like one bigger than mine."
The little man laughs softly. "I knew when I first saw you that you were married. I could tell. Twas what I thought thee wanted it for. Most women might like a large wang to call their own. Wait till you see what your reward shall be when it grows.
Suck away good man, and ye shall have one like it to pleasure your wife with, and I can assure you she will be most pleased."
Licking his lips, probably from nervousness, the ***** opened his mouth as wide as he could and using his hands placed the penis into his mouth. He closed his lips over the head and tentatively touched the tip with his tongue. He shivered, mostly from excitement.
"Oh yes, tis the way, my friend," the little guy said.
With that, the leprechaun undid his belt and allowed his trousers to fall to his knees. Now his balls were showing as well. As the big guy begins to suck the leprechaun's dick amazingly grows even thicker, and it continues to grow in length as well. He keeps his mouth completely over the head and lets out a little moan as he feels the head growing, ever growing in his mouth.
He sucks and the head grows larger still. He can feel the shaft thickening and lengthening in his hands, but it is the head filling his mouth that has his attention. Finally the head has grown so big that the big man has trouble fitting his lips around it. His hands are full too because it is now over ten inches in length.
The big man pulls his mouth off for a minute so that he can take a look at the whole thing that he is holding. He gives it a long stoke with his hand and says, almost breathlessly..."Wow, what a wiener. My wife would love this." With that, he begins sucking once again.
By looking past the *****'s head and down to the side, the little guy can see the big guy's dick, way down below. It has become fully erect, and looks to be closer to 5 inches in length instead of six.
The little man smiled to himself and said nothing. The *****, like most men, had exaggerated his penis size, even under these conditions.
"Now you see what can be yours for your woman to enjoy," says the little man as he looks down at the bobbing head and the dick below him. "She will be most pleased."
It is time for his surprise, and he springs it. "Now, to get your wish granted," the little man continues, "you have to keep sucking and swallow all the juice. You must not spill a drop cause it's the juice that is the secret. The juice will make thee dick grow big."
The man quivers at the thought. Juice? He has to swallow the cum? But that makes sense. If he is going to be able to grow from giving this blowjob, it stands to reason that he has to take something from the little guy. But swallow cum? That will be hard to do.
He valiantly continues to suck, determined to stick it out to the end. In his mind he has now formed an image as to how it might be. There will be hot, thick come shooting forth out of the hole in the head. For good measure, as he thinks it, his tongue goes to the hole and he shoves the tip partially into the hole.
It is large, and it seems like his tongue can go fairly far within. This is where the cum will shoot forth. It will blast into his mouth, shot after shot, and he has to keep his mouth on it and somehow swallow everything that comes out.
How much will there be? Using one hand, he feels for the little guy's balls. They had not been that important before, and the ***** had only glanced at them because this cock had looked so large. But now he feels the balls. They are about the same size as my balls, he thinks. But of course on this little man they appear to be larger.
This is where his juice is, waiting to fill my mouth and then my stomach. This is where the juice is that will make my dick grow until it is just like this one.
In his youth, he had tasted his own come. Once, immediately after jacking off to a good climax, he had immediately poured the come in his hand into his mouth and tried to swallow it, just to see what is was like. It had been hard to do. It had tasted slightly salty, but the taste had not been the bad part.
The feel of his come had been the worst. Slippery, slimy, and feeling almost alive. He had almost gagged, but had managed to swallow it. It had been the one and only time he had tried that.
The Leprechaun was grinning down at the top of the *****'s head. He had felt the tongue go into the hole in his penis after he had told the ***** he must swallow the juice. He knew what was coming next and was not surprised in the least when the ***** had followed up by feeling his testicles.
"It will be easier to swallow the juice if thee plays with thyself at the same time. Do not come before me. If you stay hard, you will be aroused and find it easier to swallow all the juice. Then, as you clean my drip, you can finish your business with thyself."
The ***** was remembering the one time he had swallowed his own cum. He was already cooling off, his sexual desire waning as he had placed the cum from his hand into his mouth. He had thought about that, and figured that if he had somehow been able to have his dick in his mouth while he was actually coming, that it might have been a lot more exciting to be tasting it. Now he had the chance for half of that thought. He would have a dick in his mouth that was coming, but it would not be his own.
But he would get to come right after, so he answered, "Yes, I think that would be a good idea. I was thinking that as you said it." That said, the ***** reached down with one hand and began to play with himself. He had been wanting to do this, but had been afraid of what the Leprechaun might think. He had been thinking that by just sucking, it was because he wanted to 'earn' a big penis of his own.
By playing with himself openly in front of the little man, he was also admitting that he found it to be arousing. Holding and sucking this strange, wonderful and warm piece of human flesh had thoroughly aroused him.
He was not gay, but this was probably the most erotic thing he had ever done, surpassing anything he had done with his wife to date, except for maybe the time she had allowed him to take pictures.
He had wanted to masturbate, and now he had permission. What the Leprechaun had said made sense too. If he swallowed this come while he was still hard and ready to come himself, that might make the swallowing easier to do.
Just then someone entered the restroom, and all conversation stopped. The ***** sucked quietly and the little man held him gently by the ears, guiding his mouth, in and out, slow and easy. They could hear the sound of the man outside pissing into the urinal beside their stall. It was a typical loaded with beer piss, taking a long time. Then they heard the flush, and the sound of the man leaving the bathroom. Now they could talk again.
"Now tell me about thy wife. I want to know about her body, and how you think she might react when she finally gets a dick like this."
The ***** took his mouth off long enough to ask. "Why do you need to know about my wife?"
Actually, in his present state of arousal, and it was arousal with a stranger who did not know his wife, he didn't mind talking about her. But he was curious as to why the Leprechaun wanted to hear about her.
"Because," the Leprechaun replied, "if we talk about your wife, I shall be shooting a bigger load thinking about her getting your dick when it looks like this one. The larger the load you swallow, the bigger thy dick will be. I can see thy dick below right now, and it is very small compared to mine. I will have an image in my mind of that dick, your dick, looking big like mine as you put it into your wife. She will be so happy.
So tell me about your wife while you suck. Take your time so that I have time to build a truly large load. Take your mouth off to talk, stroke slowly with thy hand, then give a lick, and then talk some more. The longer thee suck my dick, the larger the load thee shall receive. And in the process, thy own climax will be stronger as well."
"My wife," (slurp), "Is very pretty. (Stroke stroke) She is young compared to me, only twenty-five, and she has never had another man besides me. That is why, (suck, one stroke, two, three), I want a dick like this one."
The little guy smiled. He had this guy not only wrapped around his dick; he had him wrapped around his finger. Anything he wanted to know, this guy would tell him. "You are sure that you are her only man? Did you feel her cherry as you broke it?"
(Slurp) "Yes, most definitely she had a maidenhead. (Slurp slurp). I felt it with my finger before I put my dick into her. (Tongue around the head). I could feel her tear as I pushed my dick into her. She moaned and cried out. And she bled a little, afterwards"
The little man smiled and laughed softly. That is good. You know for sure that you were the first, and hopefully, still the only one."
"Yes, yes," the ***** replied, looking up into the little man's eyes. "I am sure she has never cheated on me, at least not yet."
The little man had led the ***** around to where he wanted the conversation to head. "Have you ever talked to her about fucking other men, maybe men with bigger cocks?"
The ***** removed his mouth and thought for a second. "She has wondered about other men, I am sure. With this, (he gave the big dick a stroke for emphasis) her wondering would be over."
He sucked some more, than said, "As a matter of fact, I know that she has wondered about other men because we have talked about it. When I ask her, usually when we are fucking, she jokes about taking a big guy while I watch.
I think it even turns her on more, because she seems to come easier. But then, after we are through fucking, if I ask her about it then, she always says she was just joking, and really does not want a man with a big dick. You know how it is, she claims she loves only me."
"Yes, I understand. But deep down, you believe that she is in fact thinking of getting a big cock. Tell me, all those times you talked to her about other men, was it you that always brought up the subject, or did she ever bring it up?"
The little man could see the frown on the *****'s face as he thought about his answer. "I was always the one to bring it up, except.." he paused, "except for the last time we made love. She brought it up first."
"How did she say it? Were you inside her at the time, or was it after you finished?"
"It was while I was in her. I had fucked her for a while, kind of hard and fast actually. I was still inside and started taking a break before trying to make her come and letting my load go. She said something like, "I almost came just then. I was thinking about the other night when we were talking about other men and their cocks. It got me more excited."
The little man smiled. This was the conversation he wanted to hear. It might fit into his goal, which was to maybe get to go home and fuck this man's wife. "What did she say" Did she just talk about other men, or did she go into cock size?"
The ***** was remembering. That comment by his wife had both excited and scared him. She had mentioned other men, and done it on her own, but in their conversation that night previous all the men, the other men, supposedly had big cocks.
He had immediately wondered if she was just fantasizing, or wishing that his penis was larger because he was currently inside her and she could feel it. Or maybe because she couldn't feel it. He was completely hard, yes, but was that enough?
"That's exactly what I asked her. Was she thinking about just strange men, or was she thinking about big dicks, and maybe wishing she could try one?"
"And her answer..?"
"Well, she had just blurted that out. When I asked her what she meant, she had had more time to think about it, and she gave me the usual 'I was just teasing. I love you, and you are plenty big enough for me."
The Leprechaun laughed, and made sure the ***** heard it. "But you think at first she was coming out with her true feelings, her desires, don't you? She had you inside her and was thinking, maybe wishing that she had a bigger dick to feel. Is that it?"
The ***** took his mouth off the dick and sort of hung his head down like a little boy who is being scolded. The Leprechaun knew his feelings. "Yes, I thought that at the time, and thinking about it afterwards I still think that is what she meant. But she didn't admit it."
The Leprechaun caressed the side of the *****'s face. It was like he was trying to give comfort to the man who was engaged in sucking his cock, and actually, doing a very good job of it.
"And I am sure that she was thinking about other men and their big cocks. You see, it is nice to marry a virgin, but you can never be sure that, once you are married and time goes by, that she isn't thinking what it might have been like to be in bed with other guys.
You always have that worry: 'Is she wondering? Is she curious? Will she go out and experiment to see if she married a man that is as good in bed as other men?'
If she had been with other men before you, then fucked you and still married you, then you can feel pretty sure that she is happy with how you are in bed, and most importantly, if your equipment measures up." He giggled, "unless she married you for money. In that case it would not matter how much cock you have, because she can always go looking."
The ***** chuckled, "Well, she didn't marry me for money. I'm doing all right, but I'm not what you would call rich. But you're right, I've always wondered if she ever thinks about the men she might have missed, in bed."
The little man gently guided the ***** by the ears, moving his head back and forth on his dick. "You are lucky to have met me. I will likely be the instrument that keeps your wife from maybe going out and experimenting someday to see what a bigger dick than yours might feel like. If she has a big dick of her own at home, she will no longer be seeking one. Now tell me about her tits, and her pussy."
Without hesitation, the ***** revealed details of his wife. "Her titties are nice and firm. She is somewhere between a B and C in size. We've talked about it, and I've even gone with her shopping for bras and helping her while she's trying them on. It's a turn on. She wears either a padded C cup bra, or an unpadded B, that is, whenever she wears one. She doesn't need a bra to hold them up. Her nipples are pink for the most part, and they get hard when I suck on them."
Suddenly the ***** paused. He waited for dramatic effect, and then went on. "I have a photo of her in my billfold. Would you like to see it?"
"Yes, absolutely," breathed the little guy. "That will help me with my thinking of her, and the load thy will swallow will be all the greater."
This was going great. The ***** was sucking his dick, he was giving intimate details of her and their sex life, and now he was going to see her photo. Getting a chance to fuck this man's wife was coming closer all the time.
The ***** released his grip on the baseball bat and kept his mouth on it while he bent down and fumbled around his pants, which were down around his ankles. Then he pulled his billfold out and started to open it with two hands. All the while, his mouth never released the cock.
It was a funny sight to see as the ***** raised the billfold over his head with one hand so that he could see it, kept the dick in his mouth, and used his other hand to fish out the photo. He offered it to the outstretched hand. In it, the wife was fully dressed, but in a mini type skirt and a tight blouse. It was taken from the thighs up, while she was standing.
Her smiling face was lovely, almost like an angel, and the eyes in the photo looked right through you. They looked like trusting eyes, the eyes of a woman who loved the man who was taking the photo.
"She is quite beautiful," said the little guy. Now I know what the woman looks like who owns the pussy that your peter shall be going deeper into and spreading wider in the future." The Leprechaun planned to talk as intimately and dirty as possible about the *****'s wife in order to get him to open up, revealing all about his wife.
Besides that, the more he revealed, the more likely it would be that he might end up inviting the little man home with him.
Phase one, to get him to tell all about her was working, because the ***** now wanted to do just that.
"I have one more photo. Several more actually." His voice shook. "She has her clothes off." The ***** paused, as if waiting to hear the little guy's reply. He had always had a secret desire to show the photos to someone, just to see their reaction. And of course, it would build his ego to know that the person viewing the photo would probably want to fuck her, but only her husband got to.
The little guy's reply was immediate. "You have naked shots of her? Yes, if you have them with you, show those to me. Your reward will be a gusher, I can assure you."
As the little guy stood with his cock proud and long, he looked down and watched as the ***** placed his wallet, which he was still holding, onto the floor. The little man frowned, then smiled as the ***** reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and pulled out a small stack of color Polaroid photos.
These were larger than wallet size, being 4X5, and would provide a far better look at the woman in the photos. The ***** wanted to show them in the proper order, for a reason. After making his selection, he handed one to the Leprechaun.
The first photo was of his wife lying back on their bed and holding herself up with her elbows. Her face had a look that was ornery, perhaps teasing. She was naked, and you could see the white lines of a bathing suit on her skin, both top and bottom.
Her skin was tanned, but her white breasts were totally *******. They stuck straight into the air and were looking firm and lovely. You could plainly see that her nipples, which looked erect, were pink, as the man had described her. Her legs were together and bent at the knees, so nothing below showed.
"She wouldn't let me photograph her bottom half, at first. I had to talk nice to her, and I was naked and had a hard on. She kept looking at me and my dick so each time I took a photo, I got her to show a little more." His hand shook as he handed the little guy the second photo.
It showed more of her. And since her legs were opened wide enough to be twelve inches apart at the knees, her pussy could be seen in detail. The hair on her pussy was sparse, and her parted lips were clearly visible in the photo. Her hole was opened slightly and it looked to be dry and pink around the edges and over the lips.
The ***** still had his mouth over the penis. He was not moving his head because he for sure did not want the little guy to come just yet. Showing these photos to someone, but only a stranger, had been a fantasy for three months. He wanted this moment, just like the little guy did, to last as long as possible.
He was not sucking, but his tongue would take little flicks all over and around the head so that the little guy would know there was still some action going on.
"No one has ever seen her naked besides me. You're the first man ever."
"I feel honored. In this one that is really a pretty pussy. It looks like she really needs a good fucking," said the little man. "Do you have more?"
The ***** took his mouth off the dick long enough to say 'yes' and hand the little man another photo. This one was taken closer to her, and her pussy was revealed in greater detail. Her pussy had changed, and looked to be opened wider, and it was wet and shiny looking all around her lips.
With his penis even firmer than before, the little man asked, "It looks like you might have been fucking her in this photo. Her pussy looks opened up a little, and wet."
"Yes, yes," the ***** replied excitedly. For the first time another man was seeing his wife naked, and it excited him tremendously that the viewer had been able to detect the fact that his wife had been getting fucked from the photo.
"I hadn't come yet. I fucked her for a few minutes after taking the second photo, and then when I had her turned on, she agreed to let me take another picture. She had made me put the camera away first, but I had the camera ready under the bed, so I got right off and snapped it before she could change her mind. I've carried it, these with me ever since. It has been several months now."
Actually, it had only been three months, but saying the time was longer made the story seem all the better and increased how it looked that he had been waiting to finally, get a chance to show the photos to someone.
"And no one else has ever seen these?" The little man knew that the ***** had already stated that, but he also knew that this was very exciting emotionally for the husband, and he was playing to his emotions. Keep him excited, learn more, have a better orgasm, and maybe later be invited home.
"No, no one. You are the only man to ever see her naked besides me." The ***** sounded proud to be making that announcement, and the little guy recognized that.
"I feel honored to have seen this. But you know how I see her as I look at this photo? I see a woman who is waiting for another cock, a big cock in her pussy. She has had a warm up and now is waiting for the main event. Had I been there when you took these, I could have climbed onto her, and you could have taken photos of her pussy as I stretched it way out."
The ***** almost sighed. "Yes, that would really have been hot."
"Now how about those other photos?"
There were two more. The *****'s hands were shaking when he handed the next photo to the little man. "This one is after I finished fucking her." His voice was soft as he said it, and the little man could tell that this photo was almost sacred to him. He looked at it. It was almost the same as the first one in that his wife was still on her back, but now her head was back on a pillow.
Her face and breasts looked shiny, perhaps from sweat. Her legs were pulled back and up, bent at the knees. She was using the fingers of two hands to hold herself open, and what looked like shiny come could be seen just inside her tiny hole and some of the come was running out and down onto her ass.
Her face held a smile that might have been from contentment or from lust. It was a very hot photo.
"I can tell that you shot a nice load into her, but it looks like, by the way her face is, that she also had a good come. Did she?"
The drink's voice could not hide his excitement at discussing this. "Yes, I let her look at the other photos while I was fucking her. It seemed to turn her on more. She came not long after I put it in. And then she surprised me when she asked if I could hold back until she came again.
I held back as long as I could and by the time I was ready to drop my load she was ready too. She moaned and came a good one. That second one was one of her best!"
There was one more photo. It had been taken from straight down, the view the husband had seen as his wife sucked his dick. The top of her head and her lips could be seen. They were wrapped around a dick, the husband's dick, of which maybe three inches could be seen.
"Did she swallow your come?"
"Most of it. She tried, but I shot a big load and she gagged a little, so I let her spit the rest out."
"Well, today my man, ye must swallow all of my come so that thee can grow, and if you succeed, you can show your wife how to swallow it all later as she sucks on your new giant penis."
'I would like that."
The leprechaun smiled and nodded. "May I hold these photos and look at them while you suck and talk about her?"
There was no hiding his excitement. "Yes, I want you to. I want you to look at her photos and think about fucking her. And then you will give me even more to swallow. I really do want to swallow your load now. I want a cock like this for her so bad."
The little guy smiled. The ***** had said that he wanted him to think about fucking his wife. Maybe the two of them could make that happen, later.
"Suck, my good man, and I shall enjoy looking and thinking about fucking such a lovely wife, your wife."
This was getting better by the moment, and the little guy wanted it to keep getting better. "When you took the first naked photo and put your dick back into her hole, did she talk about coming right away?"
The ***** could tell that his words were having an effect, because the peter in his hand and sometimes in his mouth grew even harder. "Yes, as a matter of fact, she came almost right away. And I really had to work at keeping from coming because I was so turned on by her posing for me."
He noticed again that all this talking was having an effect on the little man. "I can feel your dick throb a little when I tell about my wife."
"Yes, my good man. That is why my load shall be even greater, and you shall receive what I bestow into your mouth and end up with the biggest possible peter of your own."
"Biggest possible? How big?"
Thy dick can grow up to 50 percent from my juice. If thy penis measures 6 inches now, ye shall end up with 9 inches."
The ***** had less than 6 inches, but even now he exaggerated. "9 inches?" That is not a big as what you have." His words were addressed like a question, even though he did not ask right out.
"Yes, when I said you could have one as large as mine, I was talking for the most part figuratively." The little man went along with the charade about the *****'s penis being six inches in size currently. "Because your penis begins with six inches, you shall end up with one most large, but not as large as mine. Your wife, however, will be most pleased with what you have. Your penis will not only be longer, but thicker as well.
I can see in these photos that she has a little pussy, and she would have to take a deep breath and be a brave girl to take a dick like mine. But even so, I think that thicker over longer would probably be her choice.
When you put your new peter into her, she will think that you have traded bodies with someone else. Remember now," he added as the ***** sucked merrily away, "it is the juice, So you must be sure to catch it all so that you grow to your maximum potential."
As the ***** lovingly sucked on his cock, the little guy studied the naked photos of the man's wife and spoke softly, almost to himself, "Her hole looks so tiny and lovely. It would be almost a shame to stretch such a wonderful creation out with a huge cock."
The ***** was right there with his reply. He was really into the thought of his wife being fucked now. "Yes, but think about how good it would feel to be the person with the dick that is doing the stretching?"
"I am thinking about it. I would love to be the one to do so myself. It would be the equivalence of taking her virginity. You will be very lucky to be the one to do the honors." The ***** sucked for a few more seconds before the Leprechaun added, "There is a saying that it is a violation of the US Government pure foods act to stick a dick into something as nice as this pussy." He was kidding, and the ***** laughed with him.
And then the sucking continued for another minute without conversation. The Leprechaun was smiling and his right hand began caressing the head of the man doing the blowing. He could tell now that the ***** had taken his advice and was not trying to make him come right away.
He would suck firmly and with enthusiasm, and just as the little man would start to build towards an orgasm, he would cool it for a while. He needed the guide this conversation and keep the subject on the man's wife being fucked by his dick, and not the husband's.
"These photos are wonderful. I am enjoying looking at them and fantasizing about fucking your wife. Keep talking as thy sucks. When I get close, you can stop talking and suck as if the size of thy dick counted on it." He laughed at his own joke.
"I want you to imagine thyself lying on the bed, down below near her feet as thee sees a dick like this one about to penetrate thy wife. Since you don't have a big one of your own yet, it will be easier in your mind to pretend that this dick in your mouth is the one thee are watching.
Think about how big her eyes would get as she sees what is about to open her for the first time. Think about how her body would quiver as she feels the thickness of this dick as it starts to open her. Think about how she will groan, first with fright and then with surprise and pleasure as this dick would start to open her."
The ***** did think about it. "Yes, Yes, she would groan so loud. I would love to hear her, to see her." He sucked faster, and his hand down below began jacking quicker as well.
"Be sure to wait, on thy coming until you have swallowed the juice. If thee stays excited, swallowing the juice will be easier."
The ***** slowed his jacking, and asked, "Do you really think she would love it when this dick, my dick I mean, starts to enter her for the first time?"
"Yes, and not just the first time, but every time."
"How long will it take for my dick to get this big, I mean, up to 9 inches?"
"About one week. Ye shall grow a little each day. I suggest you fuck her daily, starting tomorrow. Tonight if you are up to it, but there would not be much growth in just a few hours. You can feed the peter to her each day and she will notice a change, but might not become truly suspicious until after two to three days. By then she will be happy and begin to ask you for more. By the end of the week, she will beg you for it, all the time."
Another man entered the restroom, and again conversation ceased. They waited. They listened. The big man sucked and teased with his tongue. The little man studied the photos with one hand, caressed the husband's hair with the other, and smiled. Finally, after taking a long piss and flushing, the visitor left.
The Leprechaun paused to run the fingers of one hand around the *****'s lips and feel how they were stretched wide in order to take him within. The ***** was sucking his penis as if he was in love with it. He picked up right where he had left off.
"Or, you can not give her any, and then at the end of the week, give it to her all at once. But if you do that, she will think she is with a stranger and become scared. "
The ***** giggled. "Wouldn't that be a laugh!"
"Yes, but I would recommend you give it to her on a more gradual, daily or semi-daily basis. She will then think that a miracle is happening, but not think that you have been replaced by a stranger who looks and talks like her husband."
This seemed to spur the ***** on, and as he sucked on the magnificent meat in his mouth, he did it almost lovingly. He was used to this dick now. He was used to sucking. It seemed almost natural, and this dick, if he had to suck a dick, was definitely the one he wanted to do it with.
"I know that using your imagination is not easy to do if thy has never seen thy wife being fucked by another man. But if you like, I could come home with you and show you how it will look."
He turned the first naked wife photo around so that the ***** could see it. "Look at that lovely little hole and think about how it would be to see the peter you have in your mouth opening her up. You could lie below us and play with yourself while I work it into her. I would be gentle so as not to scare or hurt her. It would be quite a sight."
The ***** continued to suck for another ten seconds. Then, fully realizing what the Leprechaun had just proposed, he paused, holding the prick lovingly in his hands. "You want to come home and fuck my wife? I don't know if she would allow that."
"Yes, I have to admit, it would be difficult to convince her. She would see my short stature and maybe be repulsed. Women are funny about that. But when they learn what I have to offer, they oftentimes become intrigued, and are anxious to find out for themselves."
Now sucking again, the ***** paused; "Do you get to fuck many women, especially wives? Are their husbands usually there, or do you get the wives to sneak off on their own?
Laughing, the Leprechaun replied; "I like fucking wives best of all, because they have someone to compare me to. I usually have to fuck the wives in secret. It takes a lot more time to convince the husband that it would be a good thing.
You see, it is not often that a husband sees my wang in advance and is willing to do what thee be doing. Usually, when I get a woman, a wife into bed, it is when I have talked to her at a party, or business meeting.
The business meetings on the road, such as at conventions, are the easiest. The wives are away from home, alone, and although they don't always think about it, they are available. I have found that when they have a drink or two, it is easy to get them talking." He was being truthful as he told the ***** of his experiences.
"Do, the women, the wives, like your dick? Do you tell them in advance what to expect, or do you let it be the big surprise?"
The Leprechaun laughed again. "If I tell them in advance, they usually do not believe me. Sometimes it works when they are curious. Usually though, I let them think I am just a short little man, and I have found that they are just curious about what it would be like to be with a little man. When we are alone in the room and I drop my pants, they see this wang. Their eyes get big. They are shocked, surprised, and then pleased. Most pleased, I might add."
The ***** hesitated, "I would love to see my wife under you taking this big peter. But I am sure that I could never get her to do it. If I came home with you now, she would be very mad that I came home later than usual and *****, l let alone bringing a guy home."
"Well then," said the Leprechaun, knowing that this time he would not be fucking someone's wife, "keep thinking about it. Now let's have me come and the growth of thy penis shall begin."
The sucking and the stroking began now in earnest. Then the Leprechaun had one more bit to say. "See this third photo?" he said, holding up the one with the come running out of the wife's hole.
"Yes?" the ***** answered. He could hardly wait to hear what the little man might say.
"See that look on her face? She looks happy and contented. But it looks to me like she just had a light workout. If I had been the one who had been on her, she would look all worn out. Maybe she would look afraid or in awe and not believing what had just happened to her.
Her body would be wet with sweat everywhere. And that little hole, if I had just gotten off it, would look twice as wide. It not only would be pink, like it is in that photo, it might be raw and red looking, and the come running out would be all over her pussy, her ass, the bed, and maybe even down to the floor."
The *****'s eyes got wide as he stared at the photo and thought about his wife looking that way. "I would love to see that." He went back to sucking. Then added: "I have had another fantasy about her, where she is *****, gently, by several men in a row. She might end up looking just like that too, the way you just described."
The leprechaun was ready with his reply. "Yes, that is what she might look like when I was through with her, like she had just taken on several men."
The ***** seemed very excited now. "I would love to see that. I mean, not only see her looking that way, but getting to see you do it to her until she got that way."
"Yes," laughed the little man. "You would have a job to perform after watching me fuck her. As she was lying there like in that photo, I would be stroking my dick and maybe watching you as you use your mouth to clean her up. She would be caressing your head while you suck up the juice, my juice, and her eyes would be looking up into mine.
My dick would be hard again, and I would make sure that she saw it and ask her if she could take it one more time. She would be afraid to say 'No,' because she would want it, and afraid to say "Yes,' for fear that you would be jealous that she liked it so much."
The ***** took his mouth off the penis, stared at the photo of his wife, and nodded. "It would be wilder than my biggest fantasy I have had about her. I'd love to see her just lying there afterwards, unable to move and all worn out from getting the best fucking in the world!"
"That's how it would be, if I could come to your home with you."
The ***** went on, revealing more of his fantasies about his wife, "I've even thought about how it might look when she finally climbs out of bed after having a big guy, or several guys. She would be weak, barely able to move, and when she stands up, cum, tons of it would start pouring out of her.
She would try to catch it with her hand, and as she walks towards the bathroom, she would stagger and almost fall. Then she would make it to the toilet just in time to have a gusher of cum pour out into the toilet."
The leprechaun laughed. "I have seen just what you described happen with some women I have fucked."
The ***** sighed. "I wish we could do it, let you fuck her. But she would never understand if I brought you home. She'd just be mad as soon as I came in the door, especially with a stranger."
Talk ceased, and the penis, which would fluctuate in size as they talked, seemed to grow still firmer, still larger.
"It is almost time. Prepare to receive what thy have been craving."
As the leprechaun begins to groan, he shoves his dick slightly deeper into the big guy's mouth. The big guy's entire body quivers as he begins swallowing a hot load of thick salty cum which blasts into his mouth with spurts that never seem to end.
The Leprechaun even groans a little from the pleasure, and his hands, with the photos still in one of them, are caressing the ***** around each of his ears.
"Ahhhhh, you have brought forth a load most worthwhile," says the leprechaun, whose legs are quivering. "Now milk it down into thee mouth. Let not a drop go to waste."
The big guy is still swallowing and he keeps his mouth over the huge wang, which is slowly going soft as he milks it with his fingers and mouth. More juice drains out and down his throat.
"We can wait just a minute or so, and as my penis grows still softer, more come shall flow. In the meantime, you can take care of your problem."
Now the ***** begins to stroke his own penis as the Leprechaun watches from above. It does not take long, maybe 30 seconds. The little in comparison penis begins throbbing, blasting several spurts across towards the front of the toilet bowl.
There are six, seven, and a final eighth spurt as the cock begins winding down. His come was spent, but his throbs last for several more. The ***** groans. He is tired. Tired, drained, and very happy.
"And that was a good come for you, was it not?"
The ***** could barely speak. "Yes, it was one of my best!"
"Soon, as you come like that, it will be spurting from a penis much larger. Now, in just a minute or two, ye shall have one more mouthful."
They wait, and after two minutes, the little man says, "Give it another squeeze, like you are milking a cow." The ***** gave the now dangling penis a firm stroke, going from the pubic hair all the way out to the end.
He was milking the meat, and the meat did produce still one last blob of cum. He sucked, and as he did, it looked like he was still truly enjoying his chores, even though his erection had gone down. He continued to milk and suck, even though come no longer flowed.
A minute passed, and the ***** was still sucking. It appeared like he wanted to continue, even after having ***** his fill. He even held the penis in one hand and laid it alongside his cheek, as if he wanted to cuddle up to it. And then, just as if he was a woman with a new toy, he said, "I just love this cock. Even after shooting a giant load, it feels so big, so soft and yet so big."
Another blob appeared, and when the ***** saw it, he hurriedly gobbled it up. He continued to hold it, then placed it sideways to his mouth and nibbled up and down along the side of it, as if it was a corn cob. He softly chewed on it, as if it were a dog's chew toy. To a casual observer, it would have looked as if he was in love with the penis he was holding, so tenderly.
Finally the little guy says, "That will do it. You have taken the juice and soon you shall have one close to this for thyself."
The big guy is still trying to get the load remaining in his throat down as he watches the little man sticking his penis, which is now soft and down to eight inches into his pants and zipping up.
Then the ***** remembered the photos, and holding out his hand, took them when the little man dropped them into his hand. Clearing his throat, the man excitedly said. "I can't believe that I am going to have a dick that big!"
Meanwhile the Leprechaun has stepped down from the toilet and unlocked the door.
And the little guy says, as he looks over his shoulder and runs out, "And I can't believe you thought I was a leprechaun!"
