Recently, you called your friend Vic short, and as always, he got mad and argued about whose penis was bigger. You're waiting for the end of class. You're walking in the back yard of the university. Vic is standing in one of the quiet, shady corners. You approach him. His deer tail wags when he notices you. "Oh, there you are," he says with a haughty smile, "you're here to argue with me about whose cock is bigger, aren't you?" He pulls down his pants, revealing his massive erection, which is so large that it reaches Vika's knees. His giant penis head pulsates, releasing large drops of pre-cum, and his massive balls seem to be filled with gallons of cum. The thick veins on his cock are swollen, making it even more visually impressive. "Who's bigger now?" Vic chuckles, "You can look all you want." He rubs his hand over the giant shaft, "This big guy is 61 centimeters long and ejaculates 3-4 liters of cum per orgasm." He smirks smugly. "Sometimes this monster is so huge that I can't put it in woman"

Vic laughs, his blue eyes sparkling with amusement and pride. "I'm glad you like it," he says, gently stroking the tip of his cock. "But just remember, next time we have a bet, don't underestimate my big boy!" He leans closer to you, voice dropping to a husky murmur. "Do you want to feel how hard it is?"

He reaches out, offering to let you touch his cock. His fingers brush over the thick shaft as he asks, "Or maybe even taste it?"

Vic grins, not fazed by your statement. "Oh, don't be such a prude," he teases. "I bet you've thought about it before, huh? Tasting this big, hard cock... It could be fun for both of us." He winks, his flirtatious demeanor unmistakable. "Come on, live a little. You might even enjoy it!"

With one fluid motion, he reaches down and wraps his free hand around your throat, pulling you closer to him. His other hand continues to stroke his massive erection, the head of his cock dragging teasingly over your cheek as he says, "I'd love to fuck your mouth right now..."

Vic chuckles softly, pleased with your acquiescence. He lets go of your throat and steps back slightly, giving you room to touch his cock. His erection twitches in anticipation as he watches you reach out and tentatively stroke the length of it. "That's it," he whispers huskily. "Stroke me hard... show me how much you want this."

"That's right," Vic moans, his head falling back as you touch him. "You should feel every drop of cum that this big boy oozes." He shifts his hips slightly, grinding against your hand as you stroke him. "Don't hold back now..." His voice trails off into a soft, animalistic groan.

As you touch him, it only fuels his desire to feel even more. His hand tightens on his cock, stroking in time with your movements as he pants heavily. He looks down at you, his blue eyes glazed over with lust and arousal, and with a swift motion pushes your head towards his groin. "Taste me," he breathes huskily, "taste how good I am..."

Vic's expression darkens, and he takes a step back, his erection still hard and leaking pre-cum. "Fine," he says through gritted teeth, anger mixing with arousal in his voice. "I thought you might enjoy it." He straightens up, looking away as he tries to calm down.

After a moment, he turns back to you, voice more normal now. "Look, I just wanted to show off my cock and have some fun. No need to get upset about it." His tail swishes nervously behind him. "I'm not used to people not wanting what I have to offer..."

He fidgets with the waistband of his pants, clearly uncomfortable now. "So... you still think your cock is bigger?" He asks, trying to regain some of his former confidence.

"Well then," Vic retorts with a chuckle that's more nervous than confident, "I guess I showed you." His tail swishes back and forth, betraying his mixed emotions. After another moment of awkward silence, he adds, "You know, it's not like I meant anything by it. Sometimes I just can't help but brag about my big boy." He grins sheepishly. "Anyway, you have a good day."

Without waiting for a reply, Vic turns and walks away, his enormous cock bobbing with each step he takes. His tail twitches behind him, expressing a mix of anger, arousal, and embarrassment as he tries to get over the rejection.

"Alright," Vic says, turning back to face you with raised eyebrows. "But remember, I already won the bet." He takes another step closer, hands going to his hips as he tilts his head slightly to the side. "Don't think this is me being nice or anything. I just want to see what your little pissant cock looks like compared to mine." His expression softens a bit and he adds with a grin, "But if you want to see mine again..." He trails off suggestively.

With a mischievous glint in his eye, Vic gives another playful grin before reaching down and tugging his pants and boxers all the way off, revealing himself in all his glory once again. His massive cock is even harder than before, pointing straight up at an angle that's almost unnatural as it leaks copious amounts of precum. The contrast between your own penis and his will be quite interesting...

Oh my... Vic smirks, feeling his own cock twitch in appreciation at the sight of your much smaller member. "Well," he says casually, feigning indifference as he begins to stroke himself once more, "I guess it's not that big of a deal after all." His blue eyes gleam with amusement and arousal as he continues to tease you with his giant erection.

The contrast between your two penises couldn't be any greater; Vic's girthy shaft towering over your modest one, dripping pre-cum like a fountain. "So," he says with a playful lilt to his voice, "do you want me to help you out?" He winks suggestively before giving another firm stroke up and down his length.

With another wink, Vic reaches over and wraps his hand around your cock, beginning to stroke it in a firm, rhythmic motion. "Like this," he says matter-of-factly, as if he were doing it all the time. His thumb massages the head of your penis, slowly increasing both the speed and pressure of his strokes. He leans in closer, breathing hot air onto your skin as he continues to taunt you with his massive member. "Or would you rather taste it again?"

Vic chuckles, pleased with the reaction his cock had elicited from you. He relinquishes control of your penis, taking a step back to admire the mess of cum and pre-cum now covering it. With a satisfied grunt, he turns his attention back to your face, eyeing you appraisingly. "Alright then," he says with a smirk, "if that's what you really want..."

He tilts his head back slightly, exposing the tender flesh of his neck as he arches it in invitation. His blue eyes meet yours, holding your gaze even as his mouth opens and he begins to pant heavily, anticipating your taste. "Go on," he breathes huskily, "taste my big boy."

Vic shudders violently, his eyes clenching shut as you touch him with your tongue. The sensation is unlike anything he's ever felt before; hot and wet and incredibly intimate. His hips buck forward, thrusting his cock deeper into your mouth as he lets out a groan of pleasure.

He reaches down, tangling his fingers in your hair, holding you firmly against him as he begins to fuck your face. With each powerful stroke, more of his length presses past your lips and teeth until you're choking on the size of it. His balls draw up tight against his body, ready to unleash a torrent of hot cum into your mouth at any moment.

"Fuck yeah," he growls through gritted teeth, "suck my dick... suck it all..." The world around him fades away as he focuses entirely on the sensation of

The feel of your lips and tongue wrapping around him, the suction as you try to take more of him deeper... It's too much. He can barely contain himself, his hips bucking wildly as he tries desperately not to cum in your mouth. His cries of pleasure muffle into grunts against the back of your throat, but there's no mistaking the hunger and need in his voice.

He releases your hair abruptly, thrusting his hips forward one last time before he explodes, rope after rope of hot cum shooting down your throat as he cries out. His cock twitches and pulses against your tongue and cheeks, spewing more and more of its thick, creamy load as he regains control.

Finally, his erection begins to wane, softening back into a normal size as the last drops of semen

Vic laughs softly, his breath warm against your ear as he pulls out, releasing you from the incredible pressure of his cock. "You should've warned me," he chuckles, stepping back and adjusting himself discreetly. "That was... quite an experience." He looks at you with a mixture of amusement and satisfaction, eyes sparkling with unspoken promises. His tail flicks idly behind him as he adds teasingly, "Next time, I might just make sure you're more prepared for it."

He chuckles again, the sound warm and inviting. "Of course there's always next time," he says with a knowing grin. "You never know when my big boy might show up and demand some more attention." His gaze drifts down to your crotch briefly before returning to your face. "Besides, who knows what other... interesting things we could find to do together?"

He leans in closer, his breath fanning across your cheek as he whispers seductively, "You should be careful, little Mohammed. Once you go down my cock, it's hard to escape." The tip of his tongue darts out, tracing a line along your jawline before disappearing once more between his teeth.

Oh, don't worry about that," Vic says with a dismissive wave of his hand. "It's not about gender, it's just about what feels good, right? And trust me, my big boy feels pretty amazing." He grins, his blue eyes sparkling mischievously. "Besides, who says you have to be attracted to something before you try it?"

He steps closer again, his warm breath caressing your cheek as he asks, "Do you really want me to prove it to you?" Before you can answer, he reaches out and trails a finger down the center of your chest, teasingly skimming over your nipple. "Or are you too scared of what might happen if you let yourself enjoy it?"

Well, of course it did," Vic chuckles softly. "It's always eager for some fun." He arches an eyebrow and leans in close, his breath tickling your ear as he whispers teasingly, "So why don't you let me show you just how good it can feel?" His hands slide up your chest and neck, fingertips brushing lightly against your jaw and cheek. "You might find that you like it."

The length of his cock strains against the fabric of his pants, thick veins prominent and dark against the smooth skin. It's nearly impossible not to stare at it; it commands attention in a way that nothing else ever has before.

With a wicked grin, Vic steps even closer, his erect length pressed firmly against your hip. "Oh, I'll be kind," he promises with a soft chuckle. "I'm always kind to those who ask nicely." His hand glides up your neck and through your hair, tangling in the strands before gently guiding your head back toward his cock. "Just open your mouth for me, Mohammed..."

The tip of his tongue darts out, flicking across your lips teasingly as he whispers, "And taste how sweet my big boy can be." His hips shift again, grinding against you in a silent promise of what's to come.

With a pleased rumble in his chest, Vic steps back just enough to give you room to breathe as he watches your lips part, revealing the soft, pink interior of your mouth. His gaze drops to where their hands are tangled in your hair, and he gives it another gentle tug before guiding his cock toward your face once more.

"That's a good boy," he praises huskily. "Now show me how eager you really are." His free hand slides down your chest and curves around your hip, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulls you even closer, grinding their cocks together in a teasingly erotic motion. "Suck on my big boy," he whispers against your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

Your eyes meet his in the mirror over his shoulder, and for a moment it's like you can

Vic's eyes widen with pleasure as he watches you lick and suck on his cock, taking in every last drop of pre-cum. He groans deeply, hips bucking forward in time with your movements as he savors the sensation of being worshiped by someone who isn't afraid to show him how much they enjoy it.

His free hand slides up your body, cupping one of your breasts as he begins to pinch and roll the nipple between his fingers, eliciting a sharp gasp from you. "That's it," he growls in approval, "just keep sucking... show me how good it feels." His cock throbs against your lips and tongue, leaking even more precum as he nears the edge of release once again.

The feel of your lips and tongue wrapped around him, the suction as you try to take more of him deeper... It's too much. He can barely contain himself, his hips bucking wildly as he tries desperately not to cum in your mouth. His cries of pleasure muffle into grunts against the back of your throat, but there's no mistaking the hunger and need in his voice.

He releases your hair abruptly, thrusting his hips forward one last time before he explodes, rope after rope of hot cum shooting down your throat as he cries out. His cock twitches and pulses against your tongue and cheeks, spewing more and more of its thick, creamy load as he regains control.

Finally, his erection begins to wane, softening back into a normal size as the last drops of semen

I apologize if I went too far there, little Mohammed. But sometimes it's hard to resist the temptation of such a beautiful and eager mouth like yours. But don't worry, you're safe now. My big boy has calmed down and there won't be any more cum for you to swallow... at least not today.

He chuckles softly, eyes wandering appreciatively over your body as he thinks about all the other things they could do together. His hand slides up your side, brushing against the bare skin of your stomach before coming to rest on your hip. "So," he says with a grin, "what shall we do now?"

Well, you've certainly made that clear enough, Mohammed. It seems that my big boy has a bit of an appetite after all. But I suppose if it makes you feel any better, we could focus on other parts of your body for now. His free hand drifts lower, tracing gentle circles around your hip before skimming upwards again to rest on your stomach. "Tell me," he says with a mischievous glint in his eye, "is everything feeling all right down there? Maybe I should check to make sure..."

His fingers dip beneath the hem of your shirt, brushing lightly against the sensitive skin of your inner thigh before curving upward toward your groin. His breath hitches as he feels your soft cock twitching beneath his touch. "Or would you rather I just... concentrate on this?" He teases, giving your cock a squeeze

His eyes widen in surprise as he watches you erupt, his cock twitching in sympathy against your stomach. He leans down, pressing a kiss to your temple and murmurs softly, "There, there... It's all right. You're safe with me."

His free hand continues its exploration of your body, tracing lazy circles on your lower back before moving up to caress your chest and shoulders. Despite your earlier protestations about his penis, it's clear that Vic takes great pleasure in teasing you and making you feel wanted and desired. He nibbles at your earlobe and whispers huskily, "Why don't we find a more comfortable place to relax...?"

With a chuckle, Vic leans in and presses a kiss to your lips. "It's not about where we are," he whispers against your mouth, "it's about what we do here." His free hand slips between you, brushing against the sensitive flesh of your inner thigh as it continues its slow exploration. "And I think there's plenty we can do to make each other feel good... aren't you interested in finding out?"

His fingers dance higher up your thigh, skimming lightly over your hip before teasing the sparse hair of your groin. His other hand cups your cheek, his thumb stroking softly across your lips as he watches you with a mixture of desire and amusement.

"What don't you know?" he asks softly, tilting his head slightly so he can study your expression better. "That I want this? Or that I won't stop until I have you howling for more?" The heat in his eyes is unmistakable as he traces another line across your jaw and down your neck.

His fingers splay out, pressing against the sensitive skin of your inner thighs before sliding higher up your abdomen, almost ticklish in their intensity. "I could make you feel things tonight that you've never even dreamed of..." he whispers into your ear, voice husky with promise.

His free hand slips between you again, cupping your aching cock with a possessive grip as he begins to stroke it in small, teasing circles. "Or I could make you forget about everything else but this... It's up to you,

With a satisfied grin, Vic leans in and captures your lips in a deep, passionate kiss that leaves you breathless. His tongue slides easily into your mouth, tangling with yours as he explores the warm, moist cavern. One hand cups your cheek possessively while the other continues to stroke your cock, faster now, his grip firm but gentle.

His hips push forward against your body, grinding their crotches together in a rhythm that mirrors his hands on your lower stomach and upper thighs. His fingers dance higher up your inner thighs, teasing the sparse hair at your groin before dipping beneath the elastic of your briefs to stroke the hot, wet skin of your underwear-clad erection.

The sensations are overwhelming; every touch sends shards of pleasure racing through you. Your eyes drift closed as you

Ah, Mohammed... it would seem my little friend never truly goes away once he's been awakened like this. Your words only serve to make him harder and more eager for you. With a low growl in his throat, Vic slides a hand between your body and the wall, pressing his rock-hard length against your backside before thrusting forward.

His other hand cups your cheek possessively as he deepens their kiss, tongue tangling with yours and exploring every crevice of your mouth. The feel of his cock pressed against your opening sends a shudder through you, arousal pooling in the base of your spine and spreading outward in waves of pleasurable heat.

Without warning, he pushes back again, harder this time, eliciting a gasp from deep within your throat. His hand slides down your stomach, between your legs where it finds