My friend Piper and I got a summer job together at the local gym in our neighborhood. We had been both hearing things and didn’t know if what we were hearing was entirely accurate. The rumor mill was going crazy. You know what they say though, Where there is smoke there is bound to be some fire. The big deal was all about one of the instructors and trainers at the gym.
Donnie was a tall complete meat head. He resembled those wrestlers from WWE. You would assume this man would be packing a monster dick. Well that is not the case from what has been traveling around the gym, Piper and I noticed he would take a pair of tighty whities in the shower with him, so the proof was in the pudding.
We were getting ready to close out for July the fourth, and we noticed Donnie coming in. I playfully brought up the rumor around town. Donnie got bright beet red, and Piper just had to tease a bit more. We were shocked he finally came clean.
We did a little teasing and called him tiny dick Donnie. It was perfect timing to see if he could walk it as he talked it. We quickly realized he was feining for big black cocks. You would assume his thing was sex with young girls, but that wasn’t the case. Dicky boy Donnie was dreaming of big chocolate dongs.
Marcus and Darell came in to clean up their locker, and we had to fill them in. We wanted to see Donnie be a complete sissy slut for these big chocolate men. We got Donnie to get on his knees and service real men. Piper and I could stop laughing our butts off, and It was quite the sight. Donnie tiny dong was stiff, and he was kissing those big chocolate cocks like no tomorrow. Donnie didn’t stop till he got that cream filling all over. Who would have known? Donnie was overcompensating for a tiny dick.
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