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Subject: A Sizeable Difference Ch. 04 Please remember to make donations to Nifty if you can. This is a very interesting project that we should keep alive. You can do so fty/donate.html *** A Sizeable Difference IV – Tackle Box by eddie edizejavi — Sucking so many men was having a strong effect on Nate’s mind. Lost in a haze, his thoughts clouded as if in a dream, the days had been blending together, and at times he would be in the middle of football practice, once again worried that his teammates could smell the Assistant Coach’s cum smeared under his sweaty jersey, all over his strong chest, and then suddenly look around and realize he was now in class, not remembering how he got there. All he could think about was cock, and he was always longing for the campus’ glory hole, willing to please as many strangers as he could get his hands on. But that wasn’t up to him. Greg Marino, the Assistant Coach, was the one who decided when and who he’d suck. He was also the one in charge of choosing how many guys the hunk would have to please in a single session, and the fact that Nate didn’t have control over his own sex life made him feel frustrated and excited, all at once. He liked the idea of having a stronger, older man taking charge of him. He was Greg’s, and he’d obey all orders gladly, sucking as many dicks as his Coach determined, for as long as he said he should. In fact, he only wished those sessions weren’t so few and far between. Every other day was not enough, he wished there were more men for him to blow. And as he fantasized about it, Nate felt his little cock hardening in his pants. He looked around his dorm room, glad his roommate wasn’t around, and undid his pants, closing his eyes, eager to please himself and, with any luck, jerk off until he had cleared his mind from these constantly horny thoughts. He reached for his dick, instinctively trying to grab it by a handful, just like all the cocks he’d had to suck in the last several days, but was abruptly reminded that his dick was only big enough to be pinched, and the way it felt so small on his fingertips made him sigh in disappointment. Now that he had many different men to jerk and suck on a regular basis, Nate was even more aware of his inadequacy. He pinched his penis, rubbing it in the only way he could jack it off, and felt like something was missing. The girth and weight of all those strangers could not be found between his legs. The frustrated stud then lay on his back and began staring at the ceiling, shame and anger slowly filling his mind the longer he massaged his pathetic cock with his index finger, eventually closing his eyes as they began tearing up. He still hadn’t come to terms with his body. Nate thought back at the way Greg had decided to help him with this issue, and the Assistant Coach’s words echoed in his mind. He always talked about how sucking cock would help him feel better and teach him to accept himself as he was. He said it was just a question of realizing that the size of his cock wouldn’t stop him from having a good time, and that he would feel more and more pleasure if he just learned to accept his place and got good at performing oral sex. His fear of everyone finding out about his dick was only on his mind, and once he had overcome it there would be nothing holding him back anymore. All he had to do was suck more cock, and all his troubles would go away. The jock wasn’t sure that explanation made much sense, but he couldn’t deny that every day he spent less and less time feeling sorry about himself. He was, after all, having a lot of fun as Greg and the strangers in the glory hole made him spend the better part of his days now covered in cum. Also, the way he was forced to share the locker room with his naked teammates made it almost impossible for his mind not to be busy either fighting against or indulging in a strong lust all the time, checking out their cocks and daydreaming about playing with them, having to focus harder and harder not to stare too much. He had been very busy since he became an animal in permanent heat, but his constant horniness was slowly driving him insane. He was afraid he would start to take more dangerous risks in search of dick now, he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to keep it together for much longer. It was only a matter of time before everything came falling apart. *** One particular night, after having sucked only one guy in the glory hole, Nate had trouble sleeping. One cock just wasn’t enough for him anymore, just a cruel tease, and he lay on his stomach, trying to hide his stubbornly hard dick from Rod Martinez, his roommate, and dry humped the bed slowly, trying not to catch his attention. He had jerked off in the dorm’s bathroom just a couple of hours ago, but still felt as horny as if he hadn’t shot his load in days. And it also didn’t help that, on the bed just a few feet from him, the muscular Linebacker with whom he had to share his nights snored almost naked, as he always did, and his strong, hairy chest slowly went up and down, peacefully ignoring all the dirty thoughts it produced on the poor boy trying to sleep beside him. Nate always got goosebumps when he imagined what it would feel like to run his hands over Rod’s light brown skin, exploring every nook and cranny of his overdeveloped musculature, specifically trained to excel at the task of pinning men to the ground as hard as humanly possible. But he would never dare to jack off while that hunk slept by his side, since the idea of being caught red-handed scared the shit out of him. Also, besides finding out that he was a pervert for jerking in front of him, Rod would probably discover how small Nate’s dick was, and he’d rather die than have his biggest secret revealed and then probably get mercilessly abused by the cruel jokes and overall contempt of a man so much more masculine than himself. On the other hand, though, the stud knew there was no use in going to the bathroom and trying to release all the sexual tension he had built up since he last busted a nut. That would only buy him some half an hour of peace before he had his attention drawn to the Linebacker’s powerful body once again, resting so peacefully, as stunning as a lazy, sleepy lion, so different from how he looked on the football field, where that jock would run and tackle men much bigger than Nate to the ground as if they were nothing. Nate knew he’d always feel this horny as long as he shared a room with that guy. So bursa escort he forced himself to sleep, and his lust slowly gave way to vivid and restless dreams. In them, the hunk recalled all the dicks he had had in his mouth so far. Some were big, others not so much, some were white, others black or brown. Some were uncut, his favorites, and he would suck and play with their foreskin for a long time, running his tongue through the space between the skin and their dickheads, feeling how much that excited those men, and how much salty precum that made them ooze. Others were cut, and their always exposed cockheads were like easy prey for the thirsty stud. He devoured them hungrily, startling those jocks at first and making them want to withdraw from that overkill of a blowjob. But they just couldn’t, as Nate was becoming a masterful cocksucker, and before long they’d be sticking their members deeper and deeper into that glory hole, moaning and asking for more, cursing in a low, breathless voice. Then all those dicks began blending together, slowly turning into a shapeshifting phallus that grew and changed form inside of his mouth, ever harder and curved in different angles, a thousand dicks in one, all the cocks in the world, with all the different musky smells of a million different men. Nate sucked them, pleased with himself, thankful that all of them had trusted him to take care of their man meat, and tried his best to make them feel as good as they deserved, as they began cumming all over his face, filling his mouth with the seed he so longed for while grunting like animals, in a never-ending flood of semen that was too much for him to handle. And the hunk began laughing, pleased that he was getting the best gift he could ask for, and kept on working those million cocks, ever hungry for more and more. But all of a sudden they disappeared, and Nate was now naked and kneeling in Greg’s office, confused and excited with such an abrupt change in scenery. He felt cold and lonely, his mouth empty and dry, thirsty for more, and looked around trying to find a man to please as the hard floor tiles hurt his knees. But he didn’t have to look for long. He heard the rattling sound of a key unlocking the door as the Assistant Coach opened it and entered the room, instantly filling it with his dominant presence. And his serious, almost angry face awoke Nate’s submissive instincts as he began walking in his direction, his steps sure and heavy, somewhat menacing, like the steps of a furious man determined to break something. To break Nate. The stud’s asshole flinched, scared of what his Coach was going to do with him. But then, as his mind began racing with all the things he’d love to be submitted to, he relaxed again, and felt his butthole twitching, no longer with fear, but desire. Nate wanted to be used, and he wanted to please his Coach, to impress him by obeying his demanding orders to the letter. He wished that man would praise him for being such a quick learner, he yearned for him to be proud of the cocksucker he had become. The player was eager to please the Assistant Coach. Greg undid his pants and from them emerged his big member, the one Nate still struggled with. He had made some progress in that front, but still wasn’t able to swallow it to the base, and had never felt what it was like to have those balls hitting against his chin as he gave the Coach a proper deepthroat blowjob. He still had to take breaks while sucking it in order to stretch his jaw muscles and recover from the cramp Greg’s dick gave him, and that frustrated him immensely. His skills still weren’t up to his own high standards, he wanted to be the best cocksucker he could. Greg’s dick was his Everest, and Nate would never give up on climbing it. “Come on, Howlett,” the man said, grabbing his head and guiding it towards his cock, “don’t be such a pussy. Come on, take it like a man. Come on,” he repeated over and over as Nate first sucked his dickhead, then a little more of his boner, until the Assistant Coach grabbed his head forcefully, impatiently pushing it down. “Come on, all the way,” he ordered, and the jock choked on him, trying to swallow that giant with all the grit and determination he could muster. “Try harder,” he insisted, becoming even more frustrated that the boy still wasn’t taking it all in. “Or do you think you’re gonna impress Sean with that half-assed blowjob?” These disappointed remarks made Nate’s initial pleasure and excitement slowly give way to apprehension as he tried harder and harder to please, but didn’t manage to. Suddenly this didn’t feel so fun anymore, but more like a mission at which he was failing miserably. He tried to deepthroat his Coach once more, gagging before he had managed to swallow half of it, and was forced to step back. Tears of sheer frustration at his own incompetence fell down Nate’s cheeks as he looked up and realized he was now kneeling in front of Sean, who looked down at him with his usual boyish grin. Nate was frustrated. He had sucked the Quarterback only once, on his first evening at the glory hole, and the fact that the ginger had never come back for a second round made him feel like he had failed to impress. He had tried so hard, used every technique he could think of at the time, but still only got to suck Sean once, and now had to suppress his sadness every time he saw that hunk walking around naked in the locker room, dangling his dick in front of the whole team without a care in the world, always happy, always smiling. Nate wanted to be the reason Sean smiled so much. So he went all-in, having decided to apply all the knowledge in sucking dick he had acquired so far. He wanted to surprise Sean, he needed the Quarterback to cum like never before. This was the dick the stud had been born to suck, and he thought this was the only way his teammate was ever gonna love him. Pleasuring this cock was the most important thing in his life. “Come on, man, is that all you got?” the ginger said, tapping the cocksucker’s head lightly, as if asking him to pay attention to his job. His smile began slowly fading away as he became more and more unimpressed by Nate’s skills, which only made the boy want to try even harder. He was now using all the muscles on his body, sweating like a pig. The slurping sound was almost deafening as he desperately sucked Sean with all he got, moving his head back and forth, using his neck as well as his torso to rotate left and right, twisting bursa escort bayan his mouth over the Quarterback’s dickhead for maximum pleasure, making sure his lips and his tongue massaged the underside of the jock’s glans as much as possible. He also used his arms and hands to jerk him as he went along the shaft, always twisting them in the opposite direction he was turning his head, sucking, squeezing, jerking and swallowing it, desperately trying to stimulate the ginger’s dick in all directions at once, not forgetting to grab his ballsack and firmly pull it downwards, caressing his balls as best he could, perspiring and panting heavily while the Quarterback’s cock hit the back of his throat and he tried to swallow it more and more without gagging, further and further, deeper and deeper. Harder and harder. It hurt him. He was tired. And the way Sean looked down at him with those beautiful green eyes, somewhat sad and bored, rapidly losing interest, made Nate feel more and more desperate for praise. His dream had become a nightmare. The boy rolled over his bed, lost in feverish illusion, when they suddenly changed once again, putting him now in the middle of a football field, naked, kneeling, feeling the blades of grass pierce his skin and the cold wind hit against his tight butt and small balls as he panted hard, trying to catch his breath after overexerting himself on Sean’s cock. He looked around, lost and exhausted, confused as to why he was naked in a public space. And just when his fear of being seen by someone kicked in, his teammates began coming into the field in a line, dressed in complete uniform, like a game was about to start. He tried to cover himself and hide from them, but it was useless. They had already seen he was naked, and were coming in his direction, pointing at his tiny dick with a sea of chuckles and giggles, to his horror, turning to each other in laughter and disbelief, making jokes about how ridiculously small he was. Nate tried to find a way out, somewhere to escape to, but it was all in vain. All around him all he could see were those familiar faces, his teammates’ big grins under their helmets as they got closer and closer to him, laughing and calling him names. He was surrounded by scorn, being shamed by the same men whose beautiful cocks he couldn’t help but stare at in the locker room. The men he envied, the men he desired the most, were all laughing at him. And it hurt even more when he realized that, despite all that, he still felt aroused by the masculine way their muscles filled those uniforms, the protective gear making them seem even bigger and stronger, ready for action. There was something about the football gear that just made them look even sexier, in spite of all the shame and rage overwhelming him right now. Somehow those feelings reinforced each other, and the more cruel the guys’ laughter got, the manlier they seemed when compared to him, and the harder his dick got. What the fuck was this messed up feeling? He closed his eyes and lowered his head, covering his ears, trying to silence all that noise, unable to deal with the extreme amount of shame and lust he was feeling. Nate realized it was all over. His biggest fear had become true, his biggest nightmare was happening. There was nothing worse that could happen right now. But then one of the players stepped forward. The hunk’s heart almost stopped beating when he realized it was the tallest of his teammates, the biggest and most muscular of the Baltimore Barbarians. He was also, as Nate had been able to verify on innumerable occasions, the most well-hung player in the locker room. It was Rod. Rodrigo “Lightning Rod” Martinez was an impressive man. Despite being so big and heavy, he was surprisingly fast on his feet, possessing skills typically reserved to the smallest players, like Nate. He was also a very clever Linebacker, contrary to the belief that brain and brawn never go together, and could always see clearly what was happening on the field at any given moment. Once he had decided who needed to be taken down, there was nothing anyone could do to stop him on his tracks, and he would run at full speed and tackle the target, striking like a lightning bolt, inescapably powerful, making his poor opponent fall to the ground never fully understanding what hit him. He was a man everyone felt proud to have on their side, a real man, big, strong, talented and well endowed. Which meant that, in more than one way, he was also the polar opposite of the small, weak, inadequate, embarrassing little boy Nate thought himself to be, like they were each in one of the ends of the virility spectrum. And the fact that they were roommates forced Nate to think about those discrepancies long and hard every day. Rod looked at him with murder in his eyes. He wasn’t wearing his full uniform, like the rest of the team, but just his shoulder pads and boxer shorts, almost like the way he liked to be in their room all day long, to Nate’s agony. His sweaty brown skin glistened under the sun, and he was at once hot and terrifying, as the same muscles that made Nate desire him were the ones he feared that stud would use to tear him apart. The Linebacker leaned forward, preparing to charge. Nate realized he was preparing to tackle him with all his might, and got scared shitless as he understood his naked body would be easily destroyed by that man. Rod then charged like a bull, and Nate’s asshole flinched in an involuntary indication of his terror. He braced for the impact, but, weirdly enough, time suddenly seemed to expand in that dream, and Rod was now getting closer and closer to him, bigger and bigger to his eyes, more and more menacing, but still not hitting him, and as the fractions of that second stretched in a surreal eternity, the boy became more and more terrified, as if he could see a train coming straight at him in slow motion. A deadly, impressively hot display of pure power. Then Rod’s body hit him. Hard. And Nate felt every inch of himself hurt as he fell to the ground, the Linebacker’s impossibly huge body pinning him down, drowning him in jock muscle. Rod seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and his hard chest pressed against Nate’s, making him unable to breathe. His biceps were as thick as Nate’s thighs and grappled him, making the poor boy unable to push back as that giant of a man pressed his pelvis against him, rubbing both of their dicks against each other. Nate was an insect escort bursa being crushed by a stallion, and he could feel his tiny little dick getting harder and harder in response to all those muscles exerting their full strength against him. He felt dwarfed by that mountain, and even hard, his cock still seemed like nothing against the cannon that hunk had inside his boxers. Nate could feel Rod’s whole body pressing against his, sweaty and musky, his muscles rock hard as he embraced him as strong as a bear, squeezing him with all his might, subduing him, suffocating him, submitting him. Annihilating him. Then the Linebacker shifted his body, getting his crotch now lower between Nate’s legs. The helpless boy watched in disbelief, gasping for air as the stud began rubbing his big fat cock against his taint, trying to get closer to his asshole, and sending shudders up his spine as he stimulated every nerve in that erogenous zone. Nate could feel his legs opening wide, but he wasn’t sure if he was the one opening them, eager to welcome the Linebacker in whatever plan he had for him, or if someone else had grabbed his ankles, exposing his hole to that raging bull. When Rod’s dick finally reached his asshole, and Nate felt like he couldn’t possibly open his legs an inch more than that, the Linebacker took his cock out of his boxers and began humping against the poor boy’s hole, running his shaft over it, teasing, not yet pushing to get it in but already making Nate tremble with the feeling of how thick and long it was. Nate couldn’t believe it. Every time his roommate thrust his hips forward, rubbing his massive dick against him, the boy felt a shiver come up his spine, an electric current running throughout his body, all the way from his ass to the top of his head, so strong that it made him lose control of the muscles that were already under the firm grip of his teammate. And then the jock shifted his weight again, now forward, over the boy, and began poking that virgin little hole with the tip of his hard dick while resting his victim’s ankles on his broad, massive shoulders, pressing Nate’s knees against his chest, showing him just how vulnerable and exposed an asshole could get. Nate felt like easy prey. And all the excitement the poor hunk was feeling in his dream reached a climax as he felt the Linebacker steadily breaching his ass, forcing its way inside inch by unending inch, ready to use it without mercy, teaching the boy the invaluable lesson of what it feels like to be someone’s little bitch. Nate moaned quite loudly as he came on his briefs. He gasped for air and opened his eyes wide, awakening from his nightmare. He was breathing hard, covered in sweat, looking around confused, having trouble understanding what had just happened. His asshole was still twitching with orgasmic spasms, so strong and so sensitive that he could feel the touch of cotton fabric of his underwear massaging it in a nice, teasing way. His memories slowly came back to him as he looked up at the window and saw the sun beginning to rise. He looked to his right and saw Rod was still sleeping fast, snoring peacefully. The sight of those dangerous muscles, even if the Linebacker seemed so relaxed in his slumber, made the boy’s skin crawl. He looked like a war machine on standby, and it was incredible how a man could seem so sexy and terrifying at once. Nate sat up and felt something wet on his crotch. He touched it, confused at first, but quickly understood what had happened. It smelled of a wet dream. He looked at his roommate again, startled. They had never been the closest of friends, and he didn’t want to know what would happen if the stud found out about his little accident. Even worse, if he noticed the wet stain on Nate’s sheets he could think he had wet the bed. “Shit, shit, shit,” Nate began to mutter, but then stopped and stood perfectly still. He had to be careful not to wake Rod up. As he got up and slowly removed all the dirty sheets and changed into clean underwear, Nate kept staring at his sleeping teammate to make sure he wasn’t waking up. The rustling sound of all that fabric being jerked around made Rod move a little, and Nate froze still, more frightened than careful. He had not forgotten how the Linebacker had completely wrecked him just a few minutes ago, and it didn’t matter that it had been just a dream. He was afraid his dream would come true one day. But then Rod rolled over, this time stopping with his belly up and his legs wide apart, and Nate completely forgot how scared he was. The jock had this weird habit of being in his underwear all day long, but he never stood with his legs so open, his crotch so exposed for Nate to check out. And appreciate it. He had seen the Linebacker naked in the locker room innumerable times, and had had infinite opportunities to verify that, yes, his was the biggest cock on the team. But all those times Rod had a soft penis as he horsed around with the other hunks. The sun peered a little more through the window. It was almost morning, and a ray of light passed through the curtains, falling squarely on Rod’s pelvis and illuminating his morning wood. Nate stopped breathing. The way his teammate had his legs spread so wide was stretching his boxers, making his cockline perfectly visible. The boy lost all care, and stepped a little closer. It was huge, just like in his dreams. He slowly put one of his hands a few inches above it, spreading his fingers wide, trying to gauge that monster’s size. It was hard to say under those boxers, but Nate wasn’t sure of which was bigger: that cock or the maximum length between his thumb and the tip of his pinkie. He leaned a little closer, trying to take a peek through Rod’s fly, wide open because of the way he was spreading his legs apart. He could almost see the base of his hard cock, clearly illuminated by the rising sun, but the opening on that underwear was slightly tilted away from him, so he leaned a little closer, now bending over the sleeping stud, trying not to lose his balance and fall over him. And there it was. That was it. The hugest thing Nate had ever seen. Rod moved a little once again and the boy’s heart almost exploded. Very, very silently, he stepped back and lay down on his bed, still staring at the jock as he scratched his belly and rolled over once again, now turning his back to his frightened roommate, lying on his stomach and humping the bed a little, surely dreaming of putting his manhood to use. That morning, Nate couldn’t close his eyes again, still haunted by what he had just seen. Rod, on the other hand, tried to hide his smile, slightly amused by the things he had found out about his teammate while pretending to be asleep.

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