This scene is from a novel-in-progress set at the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk, and also underneath it. Harry, a smooth young man with a very small penis envies guys with hairy bodies and big cocks. When he meets Cleve, a super-hung sex machine, Harry learns his mouth and his ass are vital sex organs that many men want!
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Since he was old enough to stand, Harry’s favorite place on Earth was the Santa Cruz Boardwalk. Every summer, he and his parents stayed at a motel near the beach called the Sandpiper Inn. He heard the sound of the rollercoaster roaring long past his bedtime. The room was lit by the flashing lights and neon glow of the amusement park. Despite many troubles and unhappy times, the weekend at the beach was always a sanctuary for Harry. It was something he could rely on for most of his childhood.
When Harry applied to UC Berkeley, he was deferred to UC Santa Cruz. His mother and father didn’t have a lot of extra money, so he was going to have to work. Like a fool, he chose to work on the boardwalk, thinking it would be the most fun anyone could have. He found out quickly that visiting an amusement park is very different from working there. His eyes were opened to the terrible people of the world who lived to make minimum wage employees suffer. It was a rude awakening.
Even though he was nearly a man, Harry still had the skin of a child. Despite his name, he was hairless and smooth. He looked at envy at the boys around him whose chest hair had sprouted. He also had determined that he was less than gifted in between his legs. His hairless pubic mound was topped by a thumb-sized penis that hardened but never really grew.
Working at the boardwalk, you had to leave your uniform in your designated locker each night. This meant changing out of his civilian jeans and t-shirt at the start of the shift and changing back at the end. Harry wore boxer shorts to keep the mystery of his tiny penis from being revealed.
Many of the guys liked to shower before the shift. Harry wished he had the courage to join them, but he was too ashamed of his hairless body and tiny penis. To make matters worse, ever since puberty he had stopped thinking about girls and all his fantasies were centered around hairy men.
Lost in one such fantasy, he was startled out of his reverie by a colossal hunk of a security guard.
“Oh, sorry bro. My locker’s right next to yours. Do you mind?”
Harry shook his head and looked at the floor. The security guard stuck out a hand.
“Name’s Cleve.”
“Harry.”
Cleve guffawed. “Not really living up to your name, eh?” Cleve thwacked a meaty paw on Harry’s chest.
Harry looked up at his tormentor. The security guard wore thick horn-rimmed glasses. His hair was cut military style. His jaw was square, and his arms were like long, furry balloons with bulging biceps. A thick thatch of chest hair sprouted out of the collar of his t-shirt. Harry swallowed.
Cleve stammered. “I mean, sorry man if that was out of line.”
Harry smiled. “It’s no problem. I’m probably too sensitive about it.”
Cleve grinned. “You hitting the showers?” As he asked, he stripped off his jeans and t-shirt, revealing his gloriously furry muscular form. Cleve hitched his thumbs in the waistband of his jockey shorts and peeled them off, revealing a powerful set of glutes and a monster-sized dick.
Harry said, “S-sure. Yeah.” He let his boxers drop, waiting for more humiliation.
Instead, Cleve leaned in. “God damn, I like the little ones.” With that, he threw a towel over his shoulder and strutted to the showers, his massive dong swinging from thigh to thigh. Harry wrapped his towel around his waist and scampered after him.
They were the only two in the showers. Cleve waited for Harry to pick a shower head, then took the one right next to him.
“Do you like to fuck?” Cleve didn’t pull any punches.
Harry blushed. “I think so, yeah.”
Cleve said, “Oh my god, are you a virgin?”
Harry turned a darker shade of crimson.
“No, no, don’t sweat it dude. I’m an expert. Breaking in virgins is my favorite.”
Harry was done being ashamed. “With that big thing?”
Cleve wasn’t bothered. “Yeah. I’m like the John Bonham of ass fucking. It’s a gift.”
Harry was hard as a rock. Cleve reached across and rubbed Harry’s glorified clit. “Oh, I’ll bet you come like a sprinkler.”
It was true. Harry’s bedroom walls at home needed regular cleaning. His dorm room was a double, so he rarely got a chance to get off.
Cleve asked, “Do you live nearby?”
Harry shook his head. “I’m up at the college.”
Cleve said, “A banana slug. Nice. I live in Aptos. With my folks.”
Harry looked at the bodybuilder who had to be almost thirty. “Do you like living at home?”
Cleve laughed. “Hell no! But this shit job doesn’t pay enough for an apartment. I’m saving up.”
Harry looked between Cleve’s legs. The man’s cock was nearly double the size now, and standing at a 45 degree angle. It was too heavy to stand tall.
A few more people came in. Harry turned away, but Cleve just stood there, grinning, while the other guys checked out his semi. Nobody in there could hold a candle to Cleve.
“Come on, Harry, our shift doesn’t start for another twenty minutes. Let me show you something.”
Wrapped in his towel Cleve led Harry to a stairwell going into the dark.
“What is this place?”
Cleve smiled. “Under the Boardwalk.”
The dark cave at the bottom of the stairs smelled of body fluids and ass sweat. Cleve held up a bottle of baby oil.
“I keep this down here for just such an emergency.” He knelt, putting his mustache on Harry’s virgin ass. His tongue darted in and out of the tight pink hole. Harry couldn’t believe how good it felt.
“Oh, shit.”
Cleve didn’t say anything; he just kept slobbering and kissing the hole until it was slippery. They lay flat in a sixty-nine, Cleve underneath Harry, licking his asshole. Harry took the first couple of inches of Cleve’s thick cock in his mouth. When Cleve pushed deeper, Harry coughed. The slick saliva coated Cleve’s cock, making it slippery. It was easier and easier for Cleve to push his way past Harry’s tonsils. And each time Harry gagged, the cock got more and more slippery.
Cleve coated Harry’s ass in baby oil and used the rest to lubricate his cock. With his powerful arms, he came to a sitting position, and held Harry dangling just above his cock. Harry steadied himself by holding on to Cleve’s massive shoulders.
In a gentle motion, Cleve lowered Harry down onto the throbbing head of his cock. Harry felt the tip go in. It didn’t hurt even a little, so he breathed a sigh of relief. Then Harry lowered him another inch. Suddenly, Harry’s ass was on fire. But just as quickly, Cleve lifted him off.
“It gets better, I promise.” He thrust upward, forcing his head past the sphincter. There was a loud pop as Harry’s shitter closed around the thin space below the corona.
Cleve held the boy. “Are you good?”
Harry nodded. “Is it in?”
Cleve said, “A little bit.” At the same time, he lowered Harry downward, stopping only when the fat head hit the bottom of Harry’s rectum.
“Ooooowww!” Harry tried to stand up, but Cleve’s powerful arms held him in place.
“Just count backwards from ten. Out loud. Let me hear you.”
Harry struggled, but he started counting. By the time he reached four, it didn’t hurt. In fact, it felt good.
Cleve said, “Okay, just one more thing.” He tilted Harry to the left, and thrust upwards. With another loud pop, Cleve forced his way into Harry’s sigmoid colon.
Harry cried, but the pain subsided quickly. Now he was completely filled with Cleve’s giant cock.
In a movement out of Olympic wrestling, Cleve whirled Harry around so he was on all fours doggy style. Then the fucking started.
Cleve’s fat cock pressed up against the prostate gland. Harry’s little penis drooled sticky precum all over the filthy, sandy floor under the boardwalk. Cleve cupped his hand like he was drinking from a mountain stream.
“Sweet boy cum. Makes me fucking horny!” He picked up the pace of the fucking, holding Harry around the hips to keep him from flying forward.
Harry had attained nirvana. He groaned softly, taking tiny gulps of air to keep from passing out from the pleasure. Each time Cleve pounded in, Harry felt filled to the totality of his being. On each out stroke, it was a sense of relief like when taking a massive shit. The strokes grew longer and longer, until pretty soon the bodybuilder could pull all the way out before plunging easily back in through the loose hole that had once been Harry’s anus. In those moments, Harry felt cool ocean air blowing through the gap.
“You won’t hear your farts for a month, but it’ll be worth it.”
Something about the cockiness with which Cleve said it made Harry shoot a load. He shot his wad on the ground so hard, it splattered onto Cleve’s balls and knees.
“Oh fuck yeah, kid. That’s so fucking hot.” Harry felt Cleve fondle his little bits, before slurping the juice from his hand. The action was so depraved and sexy, it made Harry hard again.
Cleve slapped his ass once, twice, three times. “You like it, don’t you Harry?”
Harry was well beyond the use of words, so he just moaned appreciatively.
“Yeah. I’m gonna fuck your little ass again and again. You won’t walk right.”
Again, the dirty talk made Harry come. Again, Cleve slurped it up in his hand.
“You come like a bitch. I’m giving you multiple orgasms, right?”
Harry nodded. Cleve started to take smaller strokes.
“Oh fuck, man, I’m close.”
“Come inside me.” Harry wanted the man’s cum deep inside his guts.
Cleve said, “Okay, hang on.” He grabbed Harry’s hair and pulled his head back. “You like that?”
“Yes, sir.”
Cleve let go of the hair and grabbed the boy by the hands, pulling him close so he could fuck with abandon. The popping sound grew louder as Cleve’s fat head poked past the rectum over and over, harder and harder.
“Oh shit, Harry. I’m gonna fucking come. I’m gonna fucking come. I’m gonna…”
Harry felt a warm tide flowing deep inside him. Cleve made animal grunts. He let go of the boy’s arms, and collapsed on top of him, gyrating his hips to plant his seed as deep as possible. Harry felt Cleve’s hot breath on his neck. They stayed joined dick to ass for a few minutes until Harry couldn’t keep him inside any longer. In a long, slithering motion, Cleve’s soft cock snaked its way out of his insides, landing on the floor with a loud thwack. A small waterfall of cum gushed out of the gaping hole. Cleve licked the sticky hole until it snapped shut.
Harry turned to look at the man who took his virginity. He traced circles around the hairy nipples. Cleve took one hand and put it on his square jaw. They kissed. Harry tasted cum on Cleve’s breath.
Harry asked, “What’s next?”
Cleve laughed. “Show up early tomorrow, and you’ll find out.”
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