Jonathan and the Giant-Sized Man-Stick

Note : Fictional!

Jonathan is 26. He enjoys working out to trance music whilst masturbating to photos of dead pigeons. He has a rather large meatpipe, it being of course 11 inches long. 11 inches I hear you ask? I kid you not, it was truly one of the largest genitals ever to exist to hang between a human males legs. It is also five inches wide. Jonathans pork-swords length and girth was so great, it swung like a pendulum when he walked, resulting in him taping his absurdly long tool to his leg most mornings before leaving home.

Jonathan works as a fishmonger. He enjoys having sexual intercourse with several fish per day. He finds their slimy insides a fine lubrication for his giant-sized man-stick. Jonathan resorted to fish-relations after no woman would go near his oversized meat-bracelet. After ten encounters with ten different women, with not one of them taking him inside, he decided to go sleep with the fishes, see.

Oh, by the way, Jonathan lives in a small rural town in New Zealand. A town by the name of Ashburton, or Ash Vegas as it is known locally.

One Saturday night, Jonathan was at the local pub, drinking heavily. He was dancing with an attractive 19 year old girl named Nicole. Nicole was very attractive, with plump breasts and two smooth legs. Nicole and Jonathan danced manically for several hours. Nicole would often feel Jonathan’s huge ding-dong bumping into her, as had forgotten to tape it to his leg this evening. Nicole was aroused by the feel of his mutton-gun rubbing against her.

After several shots of tequila, Nicole suggested, seductively, that the pair retreat to Nicole’s flat, that she shared with her two female flatmates, who were lesbians by the way. Jonathan readily agreed, although was apprehensive about revealing his large wand to Nicole when the moment came. The two hurried home, Nicole leaving a steady trail of vagina juice behind her, which some hungry snails feasted on later that night.

They soon arrived at Nicole’s flat and rushed to her room. Nicole undressed rapidly, but Jonathan didn’t remove his pants. Nicole saw this and queried him thusly “Why do you not remove your pants, Jonathan?”
“For reasons, thus.” With that, Jonathan whipped off his pants, exposing his quivering 11 inch rape-weapon. Nicole stood and stared, jaw agape. Then, without warning, she dropped to her knees and took Jonathans mighty man-stick into her mouth. She swallowed his knob deep into her throat, hungrily, moaning heavily and leaking her juices all over the freshly vacuumed carpet. Jonathan could take only a minute of this delight before he exploded all over her innocent face.

Nicole wiped her face clean, then sucked Jonathan’s passion-pylon back to life whilst Jonathan licked her smoothly shaven snatch. Jonathan’s talented tongue soon brought Nicole to a volcanic sized orgasm. Her legs a’quivering, she collapsed to the floor. Lying on her back, she spread her legs wide, inviting Jonathan in.

For the first time in his short life, Jonathan entered a woman with his single-barreled-pump-action-yogurt-rifle. Nicole managed to somehow fit Jonathan’s entire length inside her. Jonathan pumped into her axe-wound like there was no tomorrow. After thrusting to and fro for at least ten minutes, Jonathan could take no more, and released his man-jelly into her cave-of-wonders.

Nicole, who by now was exceedingly aroused, clambered to her feet and walked out of her bedroom to the kitchen and bent over the dining room table. She called for Jonathan to come hither. He came hither and found her bent over the table, invitingly rubbing her anus with two moist fingers. Jonathan needed no further invitation and rushed over. He lubed up his rod and rammed it home. Nicole screamed as eight inches of Jonathans meat cigar disappeared up her marmite-mine in one thrust. The next thrust, the full 11 inches was driven in. After five minutes of hardcore anal love, Jonathan exploded for the final time, deep inside.

A few days later, Nicole collapsed whilst at work and was rushed to hospital. It was found that Nicole and Jonathan’s sexual adventure had caused severe internal bleeding. She lapsed into a coma and was pronounced brain dead three days later. Her life support was turned off, and she died. This caused Jonathan much grief, and he held himself partly responsible for Nicole’s untimely passing.

Two weeks later, Jonathan’s mother found his corpse lying next to a 12 gauge shotgun in his suburban flat. He had blasted a large hole, neatly through his brain. In a poignant last act of defiance, Jonathan had cut off his penis with a carving knife, and had fed it to his neighbours dog. The dog later died of AIDS.