"I can't believe I am doing this," I muttered to myself. I got into my car and headed straight to Barry's house. I got there early as there was no point in going anywhere else or trying to do anything else in the meantime. My body was practically shaking with anticipation. I got into the backseat and laid down on my backside. I gripped my cock with my right hand and jerked on my dick while I held up the cell phone with the picture of Barry's big sack with my left. I couldn't wait to see them again in person. My mind was filled with thoughts of Barry's balls swinging in front of me.
As I fantasized, the time flew by. The next time I looked up at the clock in the dashboard of my car, it was time to go in. I got out of the car and walked up to the door of Barry's house. I knocked on it twice and waited. My heart was pounding at this point and my dick was as hard as a steel pipe.
Barry opened up the front door and invited me inside. He was clearly dressed for the occasion. He was entirely naked with the exception of one flimsy piece of clothing that would best be described as a type of pouch which covered nothing with the exception of his oversized genitals. "Come on in," Barry said cheerfully. After I entered his house, Barry closed the door behind us and fastened the lock.
Seeing that Barry was nearly naked, I immediately felt overdressed. I reached for my zipper and tried pulling it down only to be interrupted.
"Whoa," Barry said as he grabbed my hand and pulled it away from my groin. "Don't make this creepy, little bro. Just relax."
"I'm sorry," I explained. "I just want to get this over with..."
Barry shook his head at me. "Let's do this right," he said. "Here, sit on that beanbag over there."
I followed Barry's directions and sat down on a blue beanbag chair in the corner of the room. My body sunk into the chair when I sat down on it. The end result left me fairly low to the ground. After sitting, I looked up at Barry.
Barry walked up to me, literally backing me into a corner. "Is that seat comfy?" he asked. "I have all the girls who come over sit in that chair. They love sitting there while I show them off." Barry grabbed the pouch he was wearing and slowly unsheathed his large, flaccid cock and his perfect, bulky, and big set of balls.
I nearly blew a load in my pants, just at the sight of Barry's large, masculine sack. "My god," I gasped. This was the second time I had seen them but they still left me short of breath. They were even more impressive up close and at eye level. I could see why Barry used this spot to showcase the goods. I could only imagine how many hot girls have sat in this very spot and admired Barry's massive balls.
"These balls are big business," Barry boasted. Barry began shaking his large balls back and forth in front of me. It was similar to the maneuver he used previously when we had showered together at the gym. "You wished yours were like mine, don't you?"
"Yes..." I admitted hesitantly. My eyes moved back and forth following the motions of Barry's big balls. "They're big... and uhhh, nice."
"What about sexy?" Barry asked. He moved forward a little bit more to give me a better view. "Do they turn you on?" he asked in a low voice.
"Yes," I replied meekly. I was hopeless mesmerized by Barry's balls at this point. "I am very turned on by them."
"I bet," Barry said as he moved closer to me once again. "Go ahead and touch them. I want you to feel how heavy they are."
I extended my hand as if Barry was mind controlling me. I wanted so badly to touch and play with his balls; I could hardly resist his request. But before my fingers brushed up against the flesh of his balls, I remembered my true purpose. "T-that's ok Barry," I responded. "I am just going to jerk off here, it will be quick..."
"Bullshit," Barry said in an annoyed tone of voice. He pushed his hips forward which caused his huge sack to bump up against my open palm. The flesh and weight of Barry's sizable balls were now firmly pressed up against my hand. "Rub my balls, Bro." I did. I felt he was not going to let me out of this corner until I rubbed his balls as he’d ordered. Then the strip of material that had held them and his dick was dropped and his cock and balls were just about 8 inches or so from my face.
Barry said, “Open your mouth.” I asked quizzically, “What?”
He said in a soft but very harsh voice, “I said…Open….your….mouth…” then he paused and then said in a louder voice, “OPEN YOUR FUCKING MOUTH, FAGGOT!”
His tone scared me and I opened my mouth. He very purposely grabbed his still limp dick and aimed it right at my mouth and moved forward until it was in my mouth.
Then he spoke once again in his soft voice… “Now suck on my cock until it’s hard and then I’ll let you taste the boys. Then I’m gonna fuck your mouth and shoot my load into your throat.” He was moving back and forth now like he was fucking a chick; Like my mouth was a pussy. Then he grabbed my hair and yanked it and said, “Suck it, mutha fucka.” I did as I was told. When he was finally hard he pulled his dick out of my mouth and said, “Keep your mouth opened nice and wide. The boys need a bath.” And he lifted his balls and proceeded to push them into my mouth, and then he pulled my hair again and said, “Suck on them, fag boy. Suck my balls, faggot.” Again, I did as I was told.
It was about 3 or 4 minutes of sucking on his ball bag then he said, “Open wide, and watch your fucking teeth, or I’ll stick my dick where you don’t have teeth.” Immediately I covered my teeth with my lips to protect then from causing any scrapes on his big balls while he withdrew them from my mouth.
Then he tugged my hair one more time and said, “Keep your fucking mouth open. I’m gonna fuck it and my big balls are gonna cum in your mouth, and you ARE gonna swallow ALL of my big ball juice or I will turn you over and fuck your asshole like it’s a little cunt.”
I did as I was told being careful of my teeth the whole time. Then when he was ready to cum, he tugged my hair hard and I went to scream as he crammed the entire length of his cock down my throat and I was gagging as he cum, and I could feel Barry’s big balls resting on my chin as he crammed his cum down my throat.
Then there were flashes of light….I thought I was seeing stars from the pain in my throat and my gagging.
When he was done he pulled his dick out and slapped my face, one cheek and then the other with his slimy wet cock and it made a loud wet slapping sound. Then he said, “Lick my dick clean, and then get the fuck out of here,, you faggot.” I did exactly what I was told, and left. I could feel my dick was raging hard and it was drooling cum in my pants.
I was just getting into my car when my phone buzzed with a text. It said – ‘Same time tomorrow, or I release these…’ And below was three photos of his cock and balls in my face.
That was all about four months ago…. I still go almost every day to service Barry’s Big Balls.
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