## **THE BEGINNING**

My story begins in the summer of 2004, a time which I will not soon forget. It’s the season when everything started to change for me. I was 16 years old at the time. Although I was tall, thin and not bad looking, *if I may say so myself*, I didn’t have a girlfriend at the time. Actually I haven’t had any romantic girlfriend yet. I kept wondering why that was, specifically when I started noticing that boy’s interested me more than I realized before. An example of this was basketball practice. The moment I enjoyed the most was when it was time to hit the showers. Those hot muscular young bodies soaking wet from the steaming stream of water fascinated me. If it wasn’t for the exhaustive practice session wearing me out, my young penis would have been throbbing hard every time. Still there were days when I quickly had to step out in order to cover my semi-hard on. More and more I realized there was more going on then a simple curiosity, I desired those hot muscular cocks. I wanted to put them in my mouth, eat them and suck them dry. 

It was around this time that I met Peter. We knew each other through friends for a while now and I was well aware of him being gay. He was a short muscular guy with dark hair and a toned skin. In the beginning of august, for reason I don’t remember, he asked me out to the movies. I din’t think much of it at time since me and my friends regularly went to the local theater. Even during the movie itself I wasn’t paying much attention to Peter, that is up until the moment his arm softly brushed against mine. All the hairs on my body suddenly stood up at once. Hesitantly I gave him a quick glance and noticed that he was looking back at me. Without turning my head away from the screen I slowly moved my hand closer to his. Scared of his response I kept starring in front of me, even when I gently strokes his fingers with mine… He responded back by doing the same.

After the movie we didn’t stay out much longer. After a short drink, where nothing was really said due to the underlying tension, we immediately went to his apartment. It was a fairly old building just on the outskirts of town. His apartment was just above some kind of old abandoned garage. Curiously we didn’t go upstairs but instead Peter gave me a tour of the forgotten warehouse. We squeezed our way through large pieces of stacked machinery until we managed to find our way to a clearing located at the far back of the premises. Without me realizing what was happening Peter stepped closer and immediately started unbuttoning on my jeans. Being a 16 year old the excitement quickly became visible and before I knew it he had opened all buttons and continued by lowering my briefs. In one fling my 6.2 inch long and 4.3 inch thick cock sprang out of the opening. “Nice pencil dick you’ve got there John”: Peter said. And without hesitation he went on and took my cock’s thumbing mushroom head in his mouth. The feeling was unlike I had ever felt before. He continued sucking me for what seemed like an eternity. Through all the pleasure I hadn’t even noticed he’d opened his own pants ant was pulling his rather thick but small cock with one hand. Suddenly he ask in a rather curious tone: “ Do you like to play dangerous games?”. Intrigued and horny as hell I simply answered: “O god yes!”. Then without warning he grabbed a sharp piece of metal, lying around on the floor. In one swift move we swung the shard up and pushed it hard to the base of my eager cock. “If you’re gonna be my boyfriend, then that cock belongs to me or else…”. Again he took my dick into his mouth but now instead of licking he closed his teeth leaving just enough room for my cock’s head to push through. He then forced his mouth over my dick and when it was about halfway in, he bit down hard mid shaft. That point, the excitement, the warmth of his wet mount on my glans and his teeth together with the metal piece of shrapnel pushing deep into my shaft where to much to control. My balls pushed up into my stomach and the biggest load I have produced shot right into his throat. The feeling was unbelievable as a river of cum filled his mouth. After about ten long hot squirts my cock lost its tension and Peter released it from his death grip. “Now that was very tasty. we should do that again sometime.”: he said as it became apparent to me by the wet juicy puddle on the floor that he enjoined himself even more then I did.

## **THE SEDUCTION**

After that tumultuous evening in the summer of 2004 we had a short but intense relationships in which we had many of these erotic games. I loved surrendering my cock to him. Thinking about the many lovers, men and women, I had afterwards, none of them could give me the release I experienced that first night with Peter. 

One chilly autumn evening in 2010 for example I remember having a pleasurable night with Diane. We met on campus during one of the many frat parties. Having had a few drinks and being horny as always it didn’t take long before we found our way to my dorm. We weren’t even in my room yet and we where already kissing intensely. Completely under the control of the hard dick in my pants I immediately went on by to taking of her clothes, starting with her skirt and panties. This revealed her tight shaved lips, seemingly dripping with excitement of the pending pleasure. Not wasting any time I opened the zipper of my jeans thus revealing the source of my almost psychotic excitement. Unrestrained, due to the lack of me wearing shorts, my dick’s glans already peered out oozing pre-cum. From the clearly visible burning desire in both of our sex-organs there was no need for further play. Diane pulled the jeans down to my knees before she laid herself onto the bed. I couldn’t take it any longer. I led my cock’s mushroom towards those hot lips. As I pushed trough I felt my entire pencil dick being engulfed by the warmth of her pussy. After just a few strong thrusts I felt her muscles cramp and push against my dick. Almost as if she was trying to push it out. Her moans turned into erotic screams when I continued to trust harder and harder. Blind from the excitement and a slave to my cock’s desire I adhered to it’s wishes until it finally exploded deep inside her pussy. After two hot squirts of cum it was all over and my dick had found peace again, at least for a day or two. 

The next day, tired of this hypnotizing power my selfish dick has over me, I called one of my more kinky fuck-buddies. I explained Cedric what had happened the night before and asked if he could come over soon and teach my parts some manners. Just a few hours later he arrived at my doorstep, full of anticipation of the torture he was going to inflict. I could see his hunger through the damped glass door from our shared living area. I invited him in and took a seat at the table thinking he would join for a few drinks first. Instead he went straight for my bedroom door and calmly but firmly asked me to join. Once inside however his tone changed completely. Inflamed by a vicious sexual energy he ordered me to undress myself while he took out a piece of rope he was carrying in his bag. Aroused I complied, teasing him by first taking off my shirt and taking my precious time with the lose hanging sweatpants. Even now, knowing what will come, my cock was standing hard and proud pushing agains the soft fabric of my pants. Once undressed, naked and exposed. Cedric took my arms and bounded my hands to the backend of the bed, demanding I keep standing straight or else… Bound en unable to go anywhere he started talking to my feisty prick. “You’ve been a bad dick haven’t you?”: Cedric said. “Look at you standing there all proud as if you owned this body! You don’t even know what it means to be a real cock.” As he said that he unzipped his pants and pulled out his much larger 8.2 inch long and almost 6 inch thick tool. He pushed the large throbbing wet head against mine and said: “This is a real cock you sorry excuse for male meat.” With a restrained calm he reached into his back pocket to take out one of his home made penile bracelets. At first sight it just looked as a ordinary leather strap. However upon closer inspection the devilishness of the device became apparent when I noticed the shimmering sharp points of the added thumbtacks. Thirteen thumbtacks in total are glued to the leather. Without merci Cedric reached for my dick, firmly grabbing it in order to put on the strap. The sharp thumbtacks painfully pressed against the soft skin of my cock’s shaft. To make matters worse he give the straps a short but firm tug tightening the confinement and pushing the pins deeper into my sex-organ. I cringed which would only serve by adding to Cedric’s dark pleasure. “Does this hurt little pecker? To think I’m only just getting started!”: he said as he grabbed his finale torture instrument, a whip. My manly tool standing perfectly horizontal and away from my body, with the diabolical straitjacket in place, was now a prime target for some cruel punishment. His first lash hit my glans dead on. The sharp pain and expanding glow traveled through my entire member, but I didn’t move a muscle. This is what my cock loves the most. It may be thin compared to its dominating master, but it’s made of cold hard steel compared to that tender piece of meet. Lash after lash my dick endured, even when the whip hit the torture bracelet momentarily pushing the thumbtacks deep into its flesh. As the cringes turned more and more into moans my master got more and more frustrated, hitting even harder with no regard for the damage he might be inflicted. Submission turned into power. Then as one carefully aimed hit to the soft head caused my dick to flap upward, I felt some of the pins piercing the skin. The ecstasy was complete. My balls erupted causing load after load to erupt from my dick’s head. The streams squirted across the room covering the large dominating cock opposed to mine to be covered into milk. In turn Cedric’s well formed member couldn’t hold it in anymore either covering my smirking dick with his load. As if it was a play of dominance both dicks continued until one dick surrendered to the others relentless shower. Having just shot a load the day before it was my dick who surrendered first quickly turning flaccid from the workout. Finally I felt some real relief…

## **THE PROPOSAL**

A few weeks had past since that hot submissive session before I heard from Cedric again. Sending a cryptic mail he again sought contact. Little did I know this message would forever change my life. 

*Hi John, thanks for giving me the pleasure of abusing your smoking piece of meat the other day. I’m still horny from the experience! If you are interested in really putting your cock on the line then I have found a advertisement which may interest you. Love Cedric xx*

Already feeling the pressure in my pants grow I didn’t hesitate and immediately opened the link contained in Cedric’s mail. What followed was a ominous looking website called CockWrestlingChampionship.com. I was intrigued by the erotic sounding header but it wasn’t until I read the full description below that my senses really started to tingle. 

*We are the Ceremonial Masters, an elite society of prominent citizens and politicians with a preference for the dark side of pleasure. Our group is specialized in ritualistic erotic torture all in full non-disclosure, guaranteeing complete privacy for all its members. This year, to calibrate our 100th anniversary, we are planning something which will truly make your blood boil. This year we will host the first Cock Wrestling Championship. Eight participants will compete in a game of sexual-life-or-death by putting their manhood on the line. The premise is simple. In a one-against-one match two men in prime condition will fight by trying to bite off the others member. The first contestant who is able to bite of his competitor’s glans or more wins. The other is left with losing more then just the match. As motivation each competitor automatically receives $10’000 for joining and agreeing with the house rules. The winners of the first round receive and additional $50’000 each, an amount which ranks up to an added $10’000’000 for the overall winner of the championship. Participants interested in competing can read the full set of rules before entering. Registration is performed by sending a full-body nude photograph with erected penis to the mailing address below. Make sure to include accurate measurements of your penis as this will help in determining your starting rank. For society partners interested in attending the matches we ask to subscribe below. Note that spectator fees start at $100’000.*

With my pants now soaking wet from the excitement it didn’t take me long to consider the proposal. Without being able to think clearly I dropped by pants and and took of my shirt. Standing there in front the mirror with my dripping cockhead I took the required pictures. The measurement tape confirmed what I already knew. Except for my member being more swollen then usual it still measured around 6.2 inches being 4.4 inches thin. Clouded by my dick’s overconfidence I proceeded with sending the email, meanwhile rubbing my cock’s head almost franticly. By the time I pressed send I was already cumming all over the floor. Waves of cum sprayed from my cock as I imagined participating. Could this be the point where my dick’s control over me will cause its own undoing?

It didn’t take long before I received a positive answer. Apparently my admission was excepted and I would directly receive the first payment once the non-disclosure-agreement was signed. The mail also informed me that I was ranked 7th from the 8 contesters. As I expected the lack of girth caused my male-organ to drop a few places. Inclosed with the email was again a full description of all rules, most of them rather technical, linked to the competition. For example; the two opponents start of laying sideways in 69-position on the floor. At no point may the tip of a contestant’s cock leave the 60cm wide zone around the central axis. Moreover should a competitors cock stay hard at all times or the player will forfeit the game. Forfeiting or un-willingness to continue will result in a full penectomy using a penis-guillotine. A player wins the match when he severs the others player’s cockhead or more using only his teeth.

While reading the more finer details my excitement again began to boil and I couldn’t wait for the first match to begin.

## **THE PREPARATION**

I was bursting with anticipation when the two strongly build men led me to my locker room. Both of them where masked, and so was everybody of the organization I’ve met today. Even the driver of the limousine with tinted windows whore a ski-mask. Clearly discretion was of high priority for the so called Ceremonial Masters. This might also explain why the games are seemingly being held in an abandoned sports facility. Once we arrived in the locker room my personal bodyguards told me to undress before putting on the blindfold. Afterwards I should stand in the middle of room and wait for what ever is to come. One of the guards handed me a few viagra pills: “You should at least take one, you wouldn’t want to get flaccid mid-game. Remember what the consequences are for that”. Although I already felt my anxious prick pushing against its restraints, I chose certainty above the unknown and readily took one of the pills. When the two men stepped out I went on the unclothe myself, again releasing my most precious member from its cage into the hostile open world. Once the blindfold was on I just stood there waiting for what would happen. Filled with anxiety and sexual tension my cock again stood upright pointing away from my body, perfectly exposed. After a few minutes standing I heard a small group of people walking towards my door. As they entered I tried to impress them by straightening my back and flexing my abs. I could feel their eyes burning as subtle brushes of clothing passed by me. Then a calm authoritarian voice spoke: “Dear distinguished VIP-gamblers. I present to you contestant number seven. What this subject’s cock lacks in girth it makes up for in feistiness, being able to withstand brutal punishment. As in the six other rooms you again get the opportunity to silently inspect the member. After meeting the last player you will be given ample time to deliberate before placing your final bets.” After this announcement the room went quite again. A few seconds past in which I could only hear faint  rustling sounds. Then somewhat surprisingly I felt two warm wet lips at the tip of my cock, slowly moving upwards. More unexpected  was the sudden change in attitude when the unknown person’s teeth pushed against my skin making my dick frantically jump upward. What followed was wave of oral examinations both pleasurable and more teasing, in which the gamblers tried the determine my determination as well as the durability of my priced-member. Unfortunately, as sudden as the examinations started, they just stopped, leaving my cock soaked and dripping pre-cum on the floor. The gambles knew all they needed to know and moved on to the finale contestant.

## **THE FIRST ROUND**

I must have stood in that locker room waiting for over an hour before someone finally entered again. One of the bodyguards came in and asked me to follow him as my first match was about to begin. He led me underneath the stadium’s stands towards an opening providing entrance to the court. From the deafening cheers I could deduce that a previous match had reached its conclusion. By the the time my eye adjusted to the court’s blinding lights I realized that our location must have been an old basketball stadium. In the center I could see a contestant getting pulled onto a gurney. He was rushed off to a temporary field-hospital where they would tend to his genital wounds. The other contender was a massive black dude with a monster cock, now flapping around as he was getting cheered on by the crowd. As we passed each other on my way to the center he tried to intimidate me by showing his blood soaked teeth. But my focus had already shifted to another naked man who was also being led towards the center line. He was average in length and firmly build having broad shoulders and tight abs. My attention quickly focused on his hard upright cock. At first look it was a bit smaller then mine, maybe an inch smaller but definitely an inch thicker. With our eyes firmly focussed on each others members we laid down sideways as the rules prescribed. Our cocks where now positioned just inches away from the each others mouths. The situation fueled my viagra-inflated dick making it swell up even more. Then the announcer spoke: ”Ladies and Gentleman, we have had some exciting matches today. You just witnessed the total destruction of Player #4’s cock resulting in a victory for Player #1, aka “the Hulk”! But don’t leave just yet as the fourth match is about to begin. Their player #6 takes on player #7. Both players  are almost equally matched in dick size. But where one enjoys passing his time with dominating cocks the other endures hard torture sessions. Who will win this round, the master or the slave. Let’s find found! Contesters, are you ready?! The game starts in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… GO”

As soon as the countdown was finished my strong opponent pulled up his fist and hit me smack in my left nut. Not used to being abused in my balls I flinched enabling my opponent to use his upper body strength to push me onto my back, leaving him in a favorable position. The crowd cheered as my cock was now fully exposed. Invigorated by his dominance he quickly went down on my dick. I tried to fling my dick away from his approaching mouth but it had no use. Pressed down by his strong arms he was able the grab my cock and bite down hard mid-shaft, a winning strike. Thinking I had already lost and that this would be my last moment as a real man my stubborn cock began to spasm. I could feel my opponents teeth pressing down fiercely as his hot breath massaged my dick’s fat mushroom hat. In a blink of an eye I was thrown back to that hot summer night in 2004. Again my balls retracted as they started pumping out a hot stream of cum. I could feel the stream travel up my dick before it exploded into my winning opponents mouth. The huge blast shot right into his throat. Startled and half chocking he released his death grip on my penis allowing even more cum to pulse out. Lightheaded from the sexual-explosion I was barely able to concentrate. Still I noticed the opposing dick just inched above my mouth. I managed to lift my head up high enough to engulf half my dominators cock. Without delay I snapped my mouth shut sinking my teeth deep into the cock’s meat, inches below the throbbing head. My opponent screamed out in pain as my teeth broke the skin. With my cum still dripping from his mouth and my haughty cock still spitting out his load, I pressed my teeth even deeper. I was halfway through when the blood of the broken vessels started purring out. I felt my head spinning and by the time my cock shot its final load I pierced through the central tube severing player #6’s strong member. As obligated by the rules I immediately spat out the remains of his penis just before he collapsed on me squashing me with the full weight of his body. I managed to push him off just before the medics came to carry him away. The crowd was frantic after seeing the spectacle, cheering and whistling at the sight of my bloody mouth and soaking wet cock. Eventually the rumpus became more structured as the crowd stared yelling “CumBoy! CumBoy! CumBoy!”. Apparently the show my dick put on pleased the audience. I on the other hand was just happy to survive this round. 

## **THE SEMI-FINALE**

Standing there naked in the middle of that devilishly repurposed basketball court my head was still spinning from what had just transpired. I came very close to losing my most priced body-part, and that all to satisfy said body-part’s desire to prove itself. Still waiting for someone to lead me to my locker room I wanted some refuge from the frantic audience, even if it’s only for a few minutes. At that very moment a shape appeared from beneath the stands. Wanting it was one of the guards my hope quickly turned into despair as the shaped cleared to form that of another naked man. Skinnier and clearly not comfortable the player approach the center. Again the stadium announcer yelled: “Well that was one exciting match wasn’t it. Shooting a huge load as a defensive ploy, CumBoy managed to win this last round. Now he gets the chance to show of his skills against Player #8, aka “The Lucky One”. Will CumBoy be able to fend of Eight’s attacks or will The Lucky One’s streak continue. Let’s find out in our next match. Players get into you positions! Get set! GO! “

And just like that I again found myself fighting to save my horny dick. This time my new opponent’s cock was clearly smaller then mine, though still rivaling me when it comes to width. Seeming much more agitated and scarred it was clear that my opponent had taken an extra Viagra to maintain his erection. Even though his pecker was rock hard his small mushroom was completely dry and shriveled. The dick’s small size combined with a defensive play didn’t make it easy for me to make I move. It literally took minutes before I could finally find an opening in his stance. Striking when the opportunity arose I weakened my own defense leaving my dick wide open for a counter attack. We both dove in simultaneously, each barely being able to grab the others mushroom. Contrary to Eight, my cock’s head was still soaking wet from the previous round. As such it was able to slip from between my opponents strong bite leaving it badly bruised in the process. Even with the sizzling pain in my crotch I was able to maintain my grip and bite down into The Lucky One’s tender glans. As my teeth pierced the sensitive dry skin my opponents luck seemed to run out. Blinded by pain he frantically started tapping the floor as a sign of surrender. I released my bite allowing him to roll away. “And again in an unexpected turn of events player #8 has chosen to tap out thus forfeiting the game. This means that CumBoy’s juiciness again saved him allowing him to continue to the final round. Against who will he be competing against? Will it be “The Hulk”? Or will it be “Mr Fat”? We’ll find out in the next semi-final, but first… we must carry out Player #8’s final sentencing! Bring in the penis guillotine!”

Player #8, now terrified, started screaming for merci, desperately looking for a way out. But three “bodyguards” already made there way on to the field in order to hold him down on the floor. Once the guillotine was installed they wasted no time forcing Eight on his knees enabling the butcher to slide his frightened dick into the device’s opening. Once inside the executioner asked if Eight had any final words for his precious dick. Before Eight could even utter a sound he released the lever leaving the guillotine’s blade in the merciless hands of gravity. As the razor sharp blade raged down it was clear that the soft tissue of Eight’s cock would never be able to put up any resistance. In one fluid swoosh the thin pecker was severed from the body which sustained him, falling helplessly on the floor. 

While the so called Lucky One was screaming out in agony, I was being showed off the court by one of the guards. Halfway to the sideline I again had the unfortunate pleasure to cross the incredible Hulk: “After fatso its your turn CumBoy! You’ll better not surrender because I’m going to devour your little prick!”

Once in the relative safety of my locker room I inspected the damage to my cock’s throbbing head. While these wounds would clearly heal I feared the damage to come. Hurt, my dick started losing its pride desperately wanting some rest. I let my previous pecker turn flaccid just long enough for the blood in its shaft to refresh. Then I took another Viagra ensuring that it would stay hard during the next and final match.

## **THE MOMENT OF TRUTH **

Taking much less time then I would have hoped my personal guard returned after only a few minutes informing me that the final match was about to begin. Walking naked underneath the stands for the last time I truly hoped that I didn’t have to face the Hulk. Unfortunately when we turned around the corner into the opening towards the field my hopes again turned into despair as I saw the giant dark figure standing in the center. Even from this distance I could make out the huge muscles covering his body. From the gigantic biceps in his arms to the rock hard abs on his stomach, this guy had more in common with a tank then a flesh and blood human. As I approached him the throbbing veins ons his monstrous 9.5 inch weapon started the show. With a thickness that shadowed my own cock’s length I new this was going to be very hard to put in my mouth, let alone take a bite out off. As I once more reached the game area the announcer spoke one more time: “Honored members! Who would have thought we would get such and epic finale. The Brave facing off against the Beast. David against Goliath, this is going to be a battle for the ages. Who will win and who will lose his most priced possession. Let the finale countdown begin! Players get set! The fight starts in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… Attack!!”

Compared to my first match the Hulk didn’t need dirty tricks to force me in a defensive position. In one fluent move he threw me onto my back exposing my precious package to his ravaging teeth. Desperate for a fighting change I forced my head up trying to reach his massive dong. Fortunately for me the size of his member made it easier for me to reached and in a stroke of luck I managed to grab his tube from the side, biting down as hard as could. 

*Whistle* “Second degree fowl by Player #7! Illegal sideways bite-approach.”: the referee shouted. “Player #1 gets 5 seconds of ball crushing time.” Knowing what I did wrong I was forced to release my winning bite. As I mentally prepared for the worst the Hulk grabbed my balls with his glove sized hands. “Start!”: yelled the referee and the Hulk immediately started crushing my balls with all his might. *5* Feeling him squeeze out all juice my dick’s head igniting with pre-cum. *4* But his grip became tighter as his hands came an unstoppable vice. *3* I felt my balls buckle under the tremendous stress. *2* One ball miraculously escaped from underneath his death grip. *1* Focused on one nut, the Hulk’s hand completely fell shot around my lower hanging right ball. As his hand closed completely I felt a sharp pain in my crotch when my ball popped inside my sack. 

“STOP”: the arbitrator called out, but the damage was already done. In shock from the pain my dick just lost one of his most important servants. The source of this sexual-energy and the provider of that delicious cum was now compromised as my right nut laid ruptured in its sack. But my dick didn’t have much time to morn its loss as the referee ordered the fight to recommence. Fueled by my cock’s unseen desire to survive I again attempted an almost impossible charge at the Hulk’s monster cock. Mindless of my attack due to his pre-victorious arrogance I was able to grab his oversized member forcing it as deep as possible into my mouth before biting down as hard as I could. My teeth drilled into his flesh just inches below his mighty glans causing my cock to unleash all of its tension. As the perspective of my impending victory over this beast grew my victoriously hard cock exploded unlike I have ever felt before. What was left of my nuts shot up deep into my stomach pumping out as much as it could, down to the last drop of hot smoldering delicious cum. I felt the explosive wave ready to travel up my cock’s shaft and ignite my throbbing glans, but nothing happened. In my delirium I didn’t notice the Hulk move in and grab my cock with his teeth low at the base. His strong jaw completely closed off my cock’s tube preventing the cum from erupting. Shocked I immediately realized the gravity of the situation. With all my might I pressed down with my jaws, resulting in my teeth breaking the skin. But the Hulk didn’t remain passive and with one mighty chew he too forced his teeth right down my cock. I knew this was causing real and permanent damage. High on testosterone and serotonin I forced my teeth entirely into the Hulk’s massive meat. But his cock was still far from severed. In one final merciless chew the Hulk seemingly effortlessly pierced his teeth right on through my cock until they joined in the middle. In one final bite he separated me from my dick releasing the tidal wave of cum which was being held back. As the stump in my crotch released an unstoppable stream of blood and cum I was able to catch a glimpse of  my helpless cock trapped in the hulks unforgiving mouth. Without the explosive pleasure of my dick’s head the ejaculation felt empty. Expecting the Hulk to spit out my member as obligated I withstood the pain in anticipation of seeing my severed cock one last time. Instead ignoring procedure the Hulk started chewing on my once so proud dick. Denying me the futile hope of being able to reattach my beloved cock he relentlessly sank his mighty teeth into my dead cock’s shaft and head. Knowing full well the punishment he would have to endure for this transgressing he continued to devour that thing I once hated so much. The exhilaration of annihilating my dick caused his own cock to flair up right and produce a massive load. Being drowned in a river of cum I saw how he shredded what remained of my puny dick, swallowing all of it never to be seen again. That was the last thing I saw before I passed out. 

**THE END**