THE BIGGEST SO FAR – Chapter 4: Max (Patreon)

By now I was realizing that if the pattern held I was going to find someone even bigger than Noah—I just needed to look out and be patient. My brain told me that it was impossible. But hadn’t Noah’s dick already been too big to believe? Maybe it was something to do with me. Maybe I was just a magnet for the most massive men in the world, destined to find bigger and bigger schlongs to please?

I seemed to find them all when they were in states of near-desperation. And no wonder: most people probably kept their distance from the freakish cocks I was starting to see now. Not me. I was there to praise them.

So I kept waiting. And life gave me the gift of another encounter just a few months later.

I was shopping for a new swimsuit. I had a few options under my arm and it had taken me a while to find the changing rooms. I fought my way through the crowds and made it to a hallway leading to 6 little curtained stalls. I was passing the second one on the right when I heard it: the unmistakable sound of a piece of fabric tearing violently.

“Fuck, no. Not again,” a deep voice moaned.

I immediately knew that the big day had arrived.

“Everything all right in there?” My heart was racing, but I tried to sound reassuring.

“What? Oh…um. Yeah. Everything’s fine. Just having some trouble…fitting.”

“Could you use some help?”

“NO! I’m fine, thanks! Really!”

“You sure? Trust me, man, I’ve seen it all.”

“Hahaha, no, man. Rest assured, you haven’t.”

Bingo. I was ready to lay my cards on the table.

“Listen. I’ve gotten to know some really massive guys, and they all have trouble finding stuff to wear. It happens. I’m sure we can find something, even for you. So…just how big are we talking?”

He was quiet for a few seconds.

“Come in.”

I pulled open the curtain, and that was how I met Max. He was 6’6”, a tall, toned giant with striking Dutch features. He was almost naked except for the jockstrap he had just attempted to try on. The waistband was on, but his gargantuan dick had shredded the fabric of the pouch almost in half.

I fought to maintain my composure, even though I was about to explode with excitement. “What a very impressive cock you have!”

“I’m a fucking freak. I can’t even shop for underwear anymore.”

“No. It’s beautiful!”

“You’re out of your mind.”

“No! Look at the proportions! The veins! The sheer weight and thickness of that prick! You have the most beautiful 14-incher I’ve ever seen.”

He sighed. “It’s actually 15 inches…soft. And thanks…I guess? Usually, people run away screaming when they see it.”

“Fuck no, not me. I’m a connoisseur.”

He didn’t know what I meant by that. So instead I said, “Can I touch it?”

“You don’t work here, do you?”

I shook my head. He exhaled slowly and uncrossed his arms. Then he reached out a hand and put it on my shoulder.

I was back on my knees once again. The cock in front of me this time was going to need all my skill. My fingers were too too small to do the job. I would need to use my whole palm—my whole arm, even.

“My cock is so big and useless,” he mumbled. “It’s way too big. Everyone is scared I’m going to try to, like, force myself on them. It’s just too massive.”

He shivered a little when I grabbed his shaft in the middle.

“There’s no such thing as too big.”

“There is, though. You’ll see in a second.”

He clenched his teeth and stopped fighting the arousal in his loins. His body began to pump blood by the pint into his schlong. Within a few seconds the head had dropped a full inch lower

“Fuck. See that? It’s getting even bigger and more ridiculous.”

“I love it!”

“What?!”

“It’s the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen!”

So far, I added mentally.

“Fuck, are you for real? You actually like this?”

He took his hose of a penis and smacked my face with it. Then again.

“Fuck yeah, I do. I wanna see this beautiful cock of yours hard.”

He slapped me with it again, harder. When he let go of it a moment later, the monster reached down past his knees. I started milking his god-like cock with both hands, like he was a cow, and he began to moan like one. Seconds later, his whole cock was wet and shiny with pre.

“So nice and big. Fuck, you’re still growing.”

“My dumb fucking cock is never finished growing.”

It had to stop eventually, right? Where was the blood now filling his shaft even coming from? I couldn’t even reach around his circumference with my hands anymore!

The monstrous cock in front of me didn’t stop growing until it was halfway down his shins and as wide as his calves.

“Fuck, no one’s touched me like that in a long time,” he grunted, leering down at me with his eyes half-closed. His monster was spitting precum like a broken faucet. My jeans were already soaked. “If you don’t stop rubbing, I’m going to come before…before…”

I couldn’t stop myself. I glided my tongue over his pulsating mass, and he started blasting cum right between my legs. The force of it almost knocked both of us over, and he had to grab hold of the walls on either side of him to stay upright. I think he wasn’t far from passing out.

“I’ve never come that fast! How did you do that?!”

“I told you. I’m an expert.”

While I got changed, I felt a sense of satisfaction as I watched his monster deflating and dripping. I knew I should have been in awe of it, a cock so monstrous it took up more space in the changing room than either of this giant’s legs.

But all I could think was, how big will the next guy be?!