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he whispered playfully in my ear. "Mmm... Daddy. I want you," I coyly responded. Suddenly, he pulled a remote from his backside and pressed a button. The windows in the room were closed, casting a seductive dim light. He began unbuttoning my shirt, exposing my chest, then tossing it carelessly onto the floor. He eagerly unzipped my pants, letting them drop to the floor with a nice, satisfying thud. He quickly undressed, unable to contain himself any longer. I felt a wave of excitement and unease rise in me as he revealed his massive cock. It was way too big for my hole. With a firm grip, he positioned his cock right at the entrance.

I felt so scared of him, but I knew that what he said was spot on true. “I’m very sorry, Sir…” I apologized as I tried to keep myself from crying from the shame. “I despise cocky and arrogant people, but you should never be too humble either,” Ace said as if he was teaching me an important lesson. “I will remember that…” I mumbled softly in response. I stared into the face of the man who was probably the most cocky and arrogant person that I knew. What he said to me felt quite ironic coming out of his mouth. “The day when you’re as good as me, you can start getting all cocky,” Ace said as if he could tell what I was thinking with ease.

“What do you mean, ‘sabong’?” The young man scratched the back of his neck this time. Yrah was tempted to ask him if he was allergic to something or needed flea powder. “You know, like a cockfight. Two roosters tearing away at each other until the other one can’t fight anymore. People bet on which rooster wins. A cockfight, doktora. This was just a circuit fight, not a big night. You’d know if it were a big night. So try not to worry, doktora.” He looked very ill at ease. “You might have nightmares.”

“You mean quirky?” Ansel’s brows furrowed and realized he said the wrong word. Giro laughed at Ansel’s face again and Alain repeatedly slammed the table, patting his stomach as he fell to the floor laughing. “I can’t—” Alain continued to laugh out loud, “Cocky!” Apollo helped Alain stand when the latter signaled his Beta. “Wolves of Westfall.” He then pointed to Ansel, “the cocky Alpha is the winner for the night!”

He smirked "I love having your 10.5 inch cock buried inside of me" He said licking his lips. "I thought we agreed we wouldn't talk about my size" I said to him "For an overly cocky asshole, I don't see how you don't like bragging about that. I mean you have guys who are packing but suck in bed, guys who aren't packing and still suck in bed, guys who aren't packing but be a beast in bed and now there's you. You got it real good. You're packing and a freaking beast in bed. What's not to brag about?" He asked kissing my lips as his cheeks flushed.

I bet in the bedroom he’d show his true colors. Cole, the cocky linebacker who’s always looking to stir shit up. He loves challenging everyone and everything, but when it comes to himself, he’s easily offended. He could use all that testosterone in better ways than to rile everyone up. He could use it to pin me to the wall and fuck the living daylights out of me.

7 - Put Your Mouth Where I Need It Katie Cock. What an absurd word. I had only ever heard it being used in weird pornography with titles like ‘Nineteen-year-old gets cock full of desire from her neighbor’ or ‘Hot jock fucks MILF with his huge anaconda cock.’ I never could get into p**n anyway, but the titles always made me laugh. Because there was no way the word cock would ever turn me on. And there was no way such a thing as a huge anaconda cock.

I stroke him slowly, torturously, twisting my wrist at the head just the way I know drives him insane. “Look at this pathetic cock,” I mock, leaning in so my breath ghosts over the tip. “Leaking everywhere just from getting your ass beaten. You’re not even a man anymore, are you?”

Jamie told me. Jamie stood up, dropped his pants and told me to suck his cock. "What're you fuckin' nuts?" I asked as I backed away from this big, badass bike gang leader. I instinctively took a fighting stance! Thanks, guys for the coke. My hips are feeling pretty spry, and "I'm no fag. I ain't sucking nobody's dick! I appreciate the party boys, but I think it is time for me to get going". As I backed away, my rear foot touched another. I shot a back kick straight up under his chin.

It was long, and veiny as hell with a fat flared pink head already leaking. His shaft pulsed in my grip, so big that palm could barely close around it. "This cock should belong to a horse, not a man." I muttered under my breath. "Oh my God, mister. You're cock is so fucking huge." Turning on my slutty bitch persona. I stroked it slowly , feeling the thick veins bunch up. "None of the men I'd fucked was this big. You're so gonna wreck my tight throat. " He didn't smile or comment.