Jimmy’s Cherries

It was only when I turned eighteen that I considered myself something of a real man. My muscles were big, my cock was hard, and my balls were always swollen with cum.

I pumped myself in front of the mirror, admiring my big muscles as I made them bigger and harder. I never liked my body. I mean, I loved it, but I never liked how I looked, 'cause I knew I could always be bigger, so I made myself bigger, stronger, and I will continue to do so until I'm a god, until I'm sure I'm the biggest man in the world – not just the biggest man in the world, but the biggest man who's ever lived.

'Cause, you know, I'm already the biggest man in the world, and I'm only eighteen!

Girls never stopped flocking to my house, so I had to move. As early as I was a little boy, I had to run away from 'em bitches, whom I didn't like very much, as they were all kind of ugly.

Yes, I know. I'm a bull god, and my cock is the size of a horse cock, but I'm still a virgin!

Don't laugh. I simply do not like bitches, though I'm definitely not gay.

Anyway…

As early as I can remember, women wanted to fuck me. Got no shortage of cougars offering themselves to be my surrogate mothers, as I never knew my mom or dad.

Flooded with pussy, I always was, but I never really cared about it, though I was always ANGRY HORNY, like, so horny I felt I would go MAD!

Reason is: they're all ugly to me.

I'm the biggest, strongest man in the world, and my cock is by far the fattest, manliest organ on the planet, and none of these bitches even come close to deserving it.

Got supermodels galore and the kinds of beauties that'd make millions a day on OnlyFans, and I'm like... meh, whatever. Their big (fake) tits and nicely sculpted asses do little for me.

Only I get myself horny for me! Only the sight of my big, beautiful body is enough to rush some blood into my pipe and make it grow!

As I pump myself in front of the mirror (my house is full of mirrors), I feel my member engorge just like my muscles.

My chest has grown so big that it doesn't fit the width of any mirror; I need to cover the walls from side to side with glass to get a full view of my bulging, swollen pecs, with are as car frames, and probably stronger, harder than tank armor.

They boom like explosions when I flex them! The ground shakes a little every time I pump them! I'm bigger than Arnold Schwarzenegger in his prime, and somehow way handsomer!

I understand mom and dad for having abandoned me, 'cause they were not real people. Like, real people could not have sons like me. They were gods, I'm sure that gods have better things to do than take care of children – even handsome, god-like boys like myself.

I've got god genes in my blood. They knew I was going to do fine no matter what - and guess what, I did! I really did.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ground shakes, mirrors tremble as I lift 'em weight before me. The wood creaks under my naked feet. I'm almost cracking the ground underneath me. The floor has some holes spread around the gym. I cracked the floor with my feet once my weight (combined with the weight of the iron) got too much for it.

Anyway, look at my huge biceps! The veins are bigger than cocks! I pull one weight and hold it, leaving my right arm as flexed for as long as possible.

"Uuurhm! Uuurhm!"

I grunt, but I don't feel anything. I just do it 'cause it gets me hard, and my monster cock continued to twitch, big fat bastard engorging with gallons of blood.

My bicep is bigger than the head of a cow or a bull. Just immense!

My abs rippled under the thin shirt I'm wearing. Been pumping iron for five hours, but no sweat yet. I was waiting for the sweat to come and get the shirt sticky on my muscles, but no luck yet. I guess I'm too strong for this.

"Fuck." I pull the weight down, and my relaxed body is even bigger, somehow. My muscles bulge and swell even when I think I'm not moving them.

I pull up my shirt and admire myself wearing only tight white boxers on my junk.

I'm eighteen now, so I guess it's okay for me to share with you some details about myself. I've always been the biggest motherfucker around, and ever since I discovered my sexual power, like, the power of my penis, I've been the biggest piece of shit any man had ever seen, and I didn't hold back in flaunting my massive bulge, superior muscles, my bigness everywhere, showing off how bigger I was than everyone, how supreme I ruled over all other man. Like, top Alpha male.

It's fun, 'cause it's so easy!

"Uuuurhm! Uuuurhm!"

My breath alone sounds like thunder. I look and sound like a white bull. God-like.

I look at my god muscles in the mirror, and I'm so tall my head almost disappears beyond the top of this one mirror panel before me.

At 18, I'm 7'2'', that is, seven feet and two inches.

I need to get my weight, so I climb on the custom scale I had built for myself (with weights for measuring cars or trucks, but fit for a human body), one of many, and see how much I'm worth right now.

Three thousand pounds. 3,200 pounds of pure muscle and cum.

I flash a grin and climb down from the weight. I strike some poses in front of the mirrors and make the house shake with my power.

I'm big enough to consider myself a real man, but I don't I ain't ever be a real man until I fuck a real woman.

That's were Jessica comes in.

You know, I said I had to move a lot to avoid female harassment, and I did. I moved to 18 different towns in my 18 years of life, basically one different town for every year, and I chose places with mostly men so I could be as unbothered as possible, but even then, women always found me.

Anyway, the place I'm living now is a nice house in a bespoke college neighborhood. Prices here go for millions per unit, with rent, like, going $20k a month, but I can afford it with my "modeling" career, which is basically selling pictures and short vids of my body and my fat cock online.

With my mass, no one ever believed I was underage. What type of kid has the body of a bull? People didn't even believe when I lied and told them I was in my twenties, 'cause no way even a roided-up 20-something would have a body like mine.

Anyway, I'm 18 now, so I guess I'm cool (people don't believe I'm only eighteen either, so who cares).

I make millions a month from this silly thing. A few pictures, that's it, maybe a video or two, and that's what it takes for a god like me to earn a god's living.

Life is nice and cool when you've got perfect genes.

People ask if my balls are as powerful as they look. Hell yeah, they are, and I sure showed them, one day, when I filled up a condom with gallons of my seed until it almost burst!

I made millions from that minute-long video alone, but I can't describe it to ya 'cause I was technically underage back them, and it's very annoying that I can't get any graphic, 'cause this is bullshit. Anyway, it is what it is.

Well, I'm eighteen now, and the good thing is that, whatever virility I had as I kid, it's like, a million times more now! I'm way bigger, stronger, and more powerful, and my cum proves it!

I fill buckets when I nut – and I nut a lot, 'cause FUCK, I'm always horny, and being surrounded my mirrors (while also walking naked most of the time in my house) is enough to get my dick instant hard any moment.

"Oooorrhh!! Ooooouuuurrhh!!"

I decide to fill up some buckets now that I'm horny and hot after the gym. I take my time, and the bathroom is mostly clean since last time I used it (cleaning is a whole other problem, and one which I won't get into detail here).

"Oooorrhh!! Ooooorrrrhh!!"

The neighborhood shakes as I near my orgasms. I'm sure Jessica is listening – and dripping soaking wet at the sound (and quaking) of my manhood.

Anyway, one hour passes, and the place is a mess. It's a big bathroom, but everywhere I look is plastered with my cum.

The Jacuzzi overflows with semen. Don't know how many gallons this big pool holds, but I'm sure it's in the dozens. The toilet is clogged up with semen. Good think I always make sure it's clean before I enjoy myself like this.

Got thirty buckets around me, at least one gallon each, and sure enough, every single bucket is full of my semen. Even after one hour of cumming, the semen bubbles everywhere. It's boiling hot. It feels very nice on the skin.

"Uuuurhm. Uuuuurhm."

I sink my fingers in the spunk and feel its resistance. God, it's so thick! Even my arm doesn't have enough muscles to pierce it, or so it seems like at first.

I pull a big rope of cum from a bucket and watch it stretch endlessly without breaking. Several feet heigh, and it never breaks, though it gets thinner, like one long, smelly rope of rubber.

"Uuuurrhm. Uuuuurhm." My breath makes the ground shake.

I always wondered how much my semen would be worth in the market, but I'm humble, and I'm not needy, so I didn't even start selling it – though I'm considering it, fuck, 'cause it would be hot!

I might not like most women (they're all ugly to me, and too small for my monster dick), but that doesn't mean I don't want to impregnate them all and cuck their loser husbands with my superior sperm.

I want my fucking sperm to be on everyone's wombs, even the ugly ones, and I'm definitely going to do it after I lose my virginity.

"Uuuurhm. Uuuuuurhm."

My thoughts go back to Jessica. She's the big-butted, busty girl who moved to the house next door fairly recently, right before my birthday, and let me tell you: describing her as "big butted, busty" doesn’t' even begin to make her justice.

She doesn't only have the biggest breasts, thickest thighs, and juicest bubbly ass I've ever seen. She's also the hottest woman alive, and the first one who ever made me (almost) lose my shit!

The moment I smelled her, fuck, the moment I laid eyes on her amazing rack, I knew I had to breed them.

Now that I'm a birthday boy and (at least in legal age alone) a man, I feel it's time to celebrate.

Jessica is a real woman, and I'm sure she knows I'm a real man, even though we never spoke to each other, and she has a bitchy face that makes sure most men stay away from her, like she is as tired of guys as I am of weak bitches.

Can't blame her. I know how it feels. With the biggest muscles known to men and a hard monster cock that'll probably scare away horses, I'm too big for most women, so most women don't do it for me, and she's the same: the biggest, fattest tits known to women, with a curvy body to match, to the point that every other guy probably looks ugly and defective to her, so she just does away with guys and decides to live on her own.

She's a student, I know. Freshwoman in college. She's also eighteen, I feel it, or perhaps a little older. I also wonder if she's a virgin. Sure smells like one!

Anyway, I'm done waiting. She's been ogling me and spying on me since she got here. I know she looks at me every time I go outside to sunbathe or swim in the pool, and I know she can't stop dripping when she watches me, even moaning louder than she wants to at the sight of me, 'cause she hasn't seen a body like mine, no man or boy as big as I am.

No one has. And I know she thinks the same as I'm thinking right now: "I finally found the one!"

Anyway…

I put on some clothes and leave the house. The bathroom will have to wait for another day. The cleaning staff is not available right now, and I've got some other things in mind.

Was thinking about how to present myself to her, but that's bitch-made behavior. I don't need this.

She's intimidating, don't get me wrong, but I'm me.

I'm a god, and she'll submit to my authority as soon as she gets a whiff of me!

Or maybe she won't, which will only make her hotter!

Anyway…

I leave the house and see Jessica spying on me from her window. Her house is nicer and bigger. She comes from money, I guess, which is not a surprise for someone how hot.

I stand on the backyard and pretend to do some work. Just relax and stuff.

I feel her eyes, big and blue, burning on my back, sliding over my big, hard muscles, and getting stuck on my massive bulge, which is **** no matter how many layers of clothing of put on it or how hard I try to hide it.

I feels like I'm carrying a baby elephant in my pants, which is quite hilarious, but I'm tall and big enough to make it look natural, or at least, not too ugly or too uncomfortable.

Anyway, I keep my giant back turned to her, and I feel the heat rising, some trembling spreading from behind me, and her massive tits are wobbling, yes, I hear the gazongas shaking and jiggling as she pleasures herself at the sight of me.

Or not even that! She doesn't need to touch herself to piss squirt all over the floor. The sight of my back muscles along is enough to get her squirting like no cartoon hunk or fictional porn character ever did.

"God... god…"

I hear her raspy breath, and I know she is mine!

Jessica never pleasured herself to any real man, as they're all ugly to her. Only cartoon characters with over-sized manhood did it for her. I know it, 'cause I do the same.

I turn my hips slightly and let her see the bulge of my manhood.

"Aaaaah....!"

I hear her screech, and then a splatter of spunk wets her legs, makes a small pond on the floor.

Splaaat!!

She came herself just looking at the tip of my fully clothed cock. Her pussy is in the bag.

She cries and screeches, and I can hear her very well trying to hide her moans from me.

"God... what a stud...!"

I smirk and growl. My penis is getting hard. Mind you, this is right after I dumped, like, 50 gallons on my bathroom! It's not usual for my dick to get this hard, this quick, but that's what I get for being a real stud, yes, and being a man instead of just a boy now.

I need to relieve myself often. For the first time, I'm going to use a woman for it. A real woman, look at that, not just a silly 2D character with over-sized breasts!

I hear Jessica's breath getting faster and her throat getting tighter, poor thing almost suffocating on her hots for me.

I turn around.

She squeals and falls back. Her head disappeared under the window frame and doesn't come back. I heard her squeaking, and loads of pussy cum getting sprayed on the wall below the window.

Soon, her squirt reaches the window glass, and... oh, damn! Bitch's a goddamn squirter – though, again, I shouldn't be surprised, 'cause she's a woman just like I'm a man, and she probably squirts like a mare takes a piss.

She sure does it now, plastering the window with her squirt as she tried her hardest to cool herself and not cry her heart out for me.

"Jimmy... Jim... J-Jimmy...!!!"

She knows my name. That's nice.

I guess I wanted to wait a bit, at least until nighttime, which I thought would be appropriate to lay her or whatever. Romantic and shit.

I make my way to her house. Now. This very instant.

Boom... Boom... Booom…

Ground shakes under my steps.

The bitch stops moaning in her room.

The air grows thicker. Full of tension.

I can hear her shaking, her teeth gritting. Maybe it's just my head, just my imagination.

Anyway. Won't need to imagine anything for much longer.

I stand before her door. Should I knock?

Nah.

I turn the knob, and guess what, it's unlocked.

Her house has always been opened for me!

Is this a shock? Nah.

The legs of every woman have always been open for me. Their houses would be no different.

And soon... so will Jessica's.