Date: Tue, 24 Oct 2017 23:30:56 +1100
From: MS
Subject: Big Benji 5

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Big Benji 5

I didn't see Benji during the week as I was practically tied to my desk at
work. While I'd never been busier and the pressure was on, knowing that I
was going to have a new giant sex fiend move in to my apartment in a few
days was keeping me motivated to see through to the weekend. Benji had told
his current roommates that he was moving out that week and was organising a
couple of friends to help him move the few things he owned. I told him we
could have a housewarming party that Saturday night and for him to invite
over whomever he wanted.

While we didn't see each other, we kept in regular contact. Every single
morning I woke up to a photo of a morning wood with message usually along
the lines of "dude look forward to serving this every morning" followed by
a short video of him jerking off and blowing all over his hairy stomach --
"made you breakfast little man, come and eat!" or "where's my human shower
when I need him?". He was so sexy yet incredibly cheeky, teasing me with
photos and videos of his feet, his armpits, his cock and his arse. Some of
the videos included Benji taking his boots off at the end of the day,
peeling off his thick construction socks and sniffing them; walking back
from a game of rugby at lunch and pretending to lick his pit while
seductively looking into the camera; devouring a burger in a couple of
bites; watching straight porn and jerking off. This steady stream of
messages not only kept me entertained and excited for his move in, but also
incredibly horny.

Benji also sent me more mundane but nevertheless sweet messages, asking me
how my day had been, sympathising with my ridiculous workload, even going
so far as to say they were treating me as a slave...which was his job! He
cracked himself up when he wrote that. I responded "I'm not your slave, if
anything you're my slave. I'm going to be working you tirelessly" to which
he quipped "sounds like a challenge little man!" He'd also tell me about
his day, how soon they were to finishing this build and were moving onto
the next project just a block over. He was eager to get back into the gym,
telling me while the construction work was physical and he was playing
rugby and soccer every day, he really wanted to get back into pushing
himself. He warned me again how demanding his hunger could be, which only
turned me on more, and I assured him I'd do my best to keep up with his
satisfying his appetite.

Saturday finally came, with a text in the morning from Benji. "The boys and
I will be around in about four hours. I haven't got too much but I haven't
bothered packing yet haha. There'll be me, Jarryd who you've met and our
other mate Rock. Probably don't need them both but they're keen to check
out the place. You'll be around the house then yeah?"

I text back "Yeah I'll be here, have just cleaned the room so it's ready
for you. Would you like me to make you all lunch?"

"Dude that would be awesome, what are you gonna make?"

"How about burgers? I make awesome patties and I'll get some fresh buns
from down the street. Sound good?"

"Sounds awesome little man. My mouth is watering already!"

"Alright sweet I'll get onto it now then. You'll be needing about four
burgers each probably?"

"Ha! Yeah better to be safe than sorry little man. If the boys don't finish
theirs then I'll eat them. We'll all chip in too."

"No need Benji, just count it as a welcome to the flat present."

"Sweet, thanks again dude."

A cheeky thought came
across my mind. "And how come I didn't get my morning pictures and videos
like I have all week? Feeling forgotten here" I teased. Benji took a few
minutes to respond, finally saying

"I saved up last night's and this morning's loads for you little man. I
realised now that I was no longer gonna have to jerk myself off or film
anymore, now that you'll be there taking care of it every single day! Btw
if I'll still hungry after I've eaten all the food, I might just eat your
burger too. I'll fill you up with my healthy load instead once the boys
have left."

I read the text and immediately got hard. How was this possible? How was I,
simple little me, going to be living with this gorgeous giant that wanted
to fuck me six ways from Sunday? I couldn't wait for this new life I was
inviting into my home. But first, I had to make sure I could feed these men
once they'd finished moving in.

I tore down to the shops and got all the ingredients I needed for my famous
hamburgers. I also picked up a case of beers as I knew these lads would be
thirsty after moving all day. I drove it all back home and set up my
workstation in the kitchen. I'd have the kitchen remodeled not long ago
installing a double oven and cook top, as I liked to cater for parties and
have people over quite often. It also looked incredibly impressive! Luckily
the burgers were relatively easy to make and, once all the vegies had been
chopped and the meat minced (yes I minced my own steaks!) I set them
aside. I'd wait for the boys to arrive before putting the patties on the
grill as they'd take no time at all.

True to his word, Benji arrived within a couple of hours accompanied by two
big burly men. Once the boys had put the first of the boxes down in Benji's
room, I shook hands with Jarryd and the turned to Rock. His real name was
Tony but Rock was far more appropriate. Rock I'd estimate was in his
mid-thirties, buzzed dark hair, dark brown almost black eyes and a dark and
thick shadow coating his jaw and cheeks. He had a thick neck that almost
disappeared into his rounded shoulders. Everything about this man was thick
and strong with big rough hands and arms, a solid chest and back muscles
straining through the tight singlet barely concealing his form. I could see
large nipples behind the fabric and a soild but not protruding stomach. He
was wearing cut off jean shorts revealing a small slice of his chunky
thighs and his large firm calf muscles. On his feet were a pair of red
Havaianas, my favourites! They really offset his lightly tanned, blemish
free skin. All over his chest, arms and legs was a covering of short but
dense black hair. Finally, he was tall, as tall as Jarryd at 6'5. This
imposing man looked down upon me, a big smile plastered across his face. In
a deep southern American accent, he said "Nice to meet you Joe. Boy you two
sure are an odd couple. Lucky your place is big, there ain't much room for
Benji in this world."

"Lets get the rest of these boxes, then we can check out the gym while Joe
finishes up with lunch." Benji led the others out of the apartment, winking
at me as he left. My heart racing, I put the patties on and started
constructing the burgers. When the guys walked in again they all commented
on the aroma and discussed how hungry they all were. They joked that, of
course, Benji would eat everything if he could so they had to be quick. I
assured them I'd keep theirs safe away from Benji. They had quickly moved
all of Benji's things into his room and made their way down to the gym. I
set the table for the four of us, cracked open some beers and just as the
boys were walking back in, I set a tray of burgers in the middle of the
table.

"Woah, Joe you've outdone yourself man, this is epic! It smells so good and
looks incredible. What do you think of this, guys? Jealous much?" Benji
exclaimed smugly.

"Damn I'm salivating, wish my wife and I could be bothered to cook like
this" Jarryd sighed.

"So where do I pick one of you guy's up, huh? Benji told us you're happy to
cook for him so long as he does the cleaning. Well heck all I reckon I'd
need is one guy to cook and another guy to clean and I'd be sweet."
Everyone laughed as they each grabbed a couple of burgers and swigged from
their beer. You can always tell when your guests are enjoying their food,
and that's through the degree of talking. At this point, the room was
filled only with the sounds of these men biting into the burgers and
drinking their beers. I don't quite understand it, but I could not stop
looking at all three of these men as they tore into their burgers and
guzzled their beers. There was something so entrancing about how much these
men could fit in their mouth and digest, I was spellbound every time they
took a large mouthful.

All told, Benji had eaten four burgers, the other guys three burgers and
me, very slowly, one smaller burger. The boys had gone through two or three
beers each and were sitting back in their seats rubbing their
stomachs. "Joe, that was awesome. I hope you realise we're going to have to
come visit often -- not to see you Benji but to have more of Joe's amazing
cooking." Benji punched Jarryd in the arm laughing.

"Screw that, I might just pick him up and take him home with me!" said
Rock.

"No chance fellas, I've got a good thing going here and I'm not gonna let
you steal him or take advantage of him. Right Joe?"

"Sure thing Benji."

"Good, now I'll face up to my end of the bargain and clean this all up. Joe
would you mind if the boys watched some of the footy this afternoon before
the housewarming tonight?"

"Of course not, you boys take a seat on the couch and I'll get the TV
going. I'll get some more beer and snacks out for you too".

"Absolute champ Joe, thanks so much. Mind if we put our feet up on the
coffee table? We'll take our shoes off."

Ugh, heaven!

"No worries at all you two, just make yourselves comfortable." I turned
back just as Jarryd slipped his size 12 feet out of his DC high tops,
revealing white ankle socks. Rock had slipped his feet from his thongs and
crossed them at the ankles. How I wished I was that coffee table right now!

I walked back to the kitchen as Benji was loading the dishwasher and
washing the pans. "Jarryd and Rock are really nice Benji, you can have them
over whenever."

"Perve" Benji smirked at me. "Surprised you didn't bust a nut when they put
their feet up on the coffee table."

"Shhhhhh! You tease, I thought I kept myself pretty composed. I haven't had
so many burly men in my house before, not even when the I had the
removalists bringing my furniture in."

"Yeah I gotta hand it to you, was worried you were gonna drop down on your
hands and knees and start licking Rock's feet right in his thongs".

"I've got more self control than that. Ok, only just." My eyes
instinctively traveled down Benji's body and legs to his feet before
quickly turning away as I walked towards the cupboard to get the snacks.

"Ha you couldn't even say that without taking a peek of mine. Get down and
kiss my feet Joe, right here in the kitchen. I know you've been dying too."

Benji had been enticing me with his Adidas high tops since arriving,
bouncing on his heels, tapping his feet, stretching his legs out under my
seat at lunch. I looked back at the boys watching the TV, their heads fixed
on the pre-game banter on screen and the noise creating privacy for Benji
and I in the kitchen. I smirked back at Benji, taking him up on his
challenge. I got down on all fours, lowered my head and repeatedly kissed
the tops and sides of both shoes, even getting a cheeky lick of his
ankle. As I went to stand up, feeling triumphant, I felt Benji's shoe
pushing me back down.

"Ah ah, little man. I said kiss my feet, not my shoes". Bastard. I put one
hand on his ankle and the other on his shoe, extracting it from its
chamber. I was rewarded with heat, sweat and black ankle socks. I sniffed
the inside of the shoe and set it aside, repeating the same process with
the other shoe. I began kissing his socked feet earnestly the smell and
taste enrapturing me. As I remembered I had promised Jarryd and Rock some
snacks and more beers, I again pulled myself away from Benji's feet, albeit
not easily. Once again my movement was faulted by Benji's foot keeping my
head down.

"You're just not listening Joe, I said my feet, not my socks. Take them off
and give em a couple of quick kisses then I'll let you up." I could feel
his smug grin from above, and I loved it. "With your teeth buddy, you can
do it." Nothing could be more difficult than pulling off this sweaty pair
of socks from such large feet! But when I was determined, there was no
stopping me. I grabbed the fabric with my teeth, yanking it down past his
heel and off his feet. Before he would let me kiss the bare foot, I had to
repeat the same procedure to the other foot.

I could not reconcile with how attractive his feet were, they were so big,
so strong, and perfectly proportioned with the perfect smattering of
hair. And the smell! Ugh I couldn't contain myself, throwing my face down
onto them and lavishing them with kisses as Benji had commanded. He lifted
his foot and I rolled onto my back to kiss the sole, his toes occasionally
grabbing my nose and ensuring that my lips touched every inch of his
feet. "Right were you below little man".

Suddenly --

"Oh hey Rock."

Oh fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. I froze, then looked up in front of me to
see...nothing.

"You son of a bitch" I laughed as Benji cackled at his prank. I scurried
out from under him before he could stop me, and I stood up, smacking him on
the arse.

"Now don't be starting something you can't finish little guy!" Benji
warned.

"Pretty sure I finished you off pretty well last weekend." I casually
quipped. "Now let me get these beers and snacks to the boys, you come and
sit down too."

I took my time, waiting for my semi to go down. Not that it was anything as
impressive as these three beasts in my apartment, but still noticeably
excited. Benji helped with some of the beers and the bowls of chips and we
made our way to the couch.

"Geez took your time there fellas, we thought Benji had scoffed all the
food and maybe even you Joe!"

"Ha very funny lads" Benji replied as he smacked Jarryd over the head.

"Good timing anyhow, the game's about to start."

I sat between Rock and Benji, their arms laying across the back of the
couch and my head within inches of their hairy, sweaty pits. I could feel
Benji's eyes burning into me, so I turned my head slightly, meeting his
eyes and receiving that cheeky wink he does. He then stuck his tongue out
and sucked it back in, winking again. I quickly turned back toward the TV,
again catching glimpses of everyone's feet laid out in front of me. As the
game went on, the guys drank more beer, ate more food and got more rowdy
and excited, shouting at the TV, making fun of one another and roughhousing
around. They included me in their taunting and I was able to give it back
just as good. I'd never hung out with guys like this before but I was
holding my own, earning their respect and they were earning mine too.

At half time, I decided to take the empties to the bin and restock the boys
with more beer and snacks. I nearly tripped over Benji's shoes/boats and
socks lying strewn in the kitchen from our earlier play fighting. I bent
down and savoured in his sweet smell once again, but only briefly,
remembering my task to restock the men watching the tv. I took their food
and drinks back to them, and decided to take Benji's shoes into his room. I
sniffed them on my way, yet when I got inside I stopped, looked around, and
shook my head. The boys had merely thrown all the boxes and clothes on the
ground, not bothering to put anything away. While there was a lot, it
certainly made a mess. They hadn't even made the bed.

With so many of Benji's friends coming around tonight, and Benji and the
boys preoccupied with the game that had just recommenced, I decided to do
him this one favour. I reluctanctly placed the shoes and socks on the
ground and went about hanging clothes, arranging his many shoes and making
his bed. I looked down at the queen bed which, for me at least, was more
than sufficient. However I wondered how Benji was going to sleep in it. His
feet were dangling over the edge of my bed and that's a king! I put that to
the back of my mind while I tended to the last remaining box. This one had
been sealed thoroughly shut with tape and was relatively smaller than the
others. It had also been mostly concealed under the bed however I had
noticed it when shuffling things in and out of the way. I picked up the box
to find it wasn't heavy and had quite a few loose items in it. I thought
this might be something Benji wanted to keep secret, but thought what the
hell, we've shared so much already I'm sure its nothing.

I tore off the tape and set it aside. I pulled up the tabs and peered
inside. My eyes lit up with what I saw, not at all surprised but
nonetheless still shocked...and more than a little turned on. Inside was a
leather collar and leash, rope, chains, pegs, a gag, handcuffs, a small
paddle, a dildo (smaller than Benji but still impressive) and a stack of
photos held together with rubber bands. I pulled the photos apart and was
stunned to see woman after woman, sometimes more than one in a few photos,
leashed up, blind folded, either sucking his dick (barely taking the head
in, amateurs...wait so was I, I guess), some of them being fucked, some of
them being spanked or whipped, some licking his balls. The thing that took
me aback was the number of women he'd fooled around with. He was only 24
and he'd been with at least 30 different women from what I could see. I put
the photos aside and starting handling all the different utensils Benji had
collected. It was so hot to know that this man was such a power hungry sex
fiend! I'd already had a taste of it and couldn't wait for him to try some
of this out on me.

"Having fun?"

I jumped, quickly closing the box and putting it behind my back. "Ahh, I
umm, tidied up your room for you. Hope you like it." How long had Benji
been leaning up against the door frame, watching me invade his personal
collection?

Benji stood up off the door frame, moved inside and closed the door slowly
behind him. I immediately felt trapped and anxious. How was he going to
react? "No use hiding it behind your back Joe, I know exactly what you were
looking at. Why don't you tell me your thoughts, how do you feel after
riffling through my stuff, seeing my wicked wicked ways?"

Benji was speaking with quiet assertiveness, his tone pinning me to my
place as he moved forward and closer to his target, never breaking eye
contact. His blue eyes were like tractor beams holding me to him, as I
fumbled for the words to come out.

"Well I just want to say I'm sorry for..."

"Don't be sorry, you've done nothing wrong. I just really want to know what
you're thinking. What's your reaction to sneaking a look inside that deep
dark place in my life?" I felt my world darkening with his shadow as he
came ever more closer, towering over me, his eyes penetrating down.

"I umm, I thought it was hot Benji. I couldn't help but, you know, imagine
myself in the same position as those women. And, and I like the idea of
feeling really vulnerable with all these bits and pieces restraining
me. You know while you, if you want to, use me. Only if you want to of
course."

Benji laughed and stopped directly in front of me, looking down at my with
his big cheesy cheeky grin. "Of course little man, as I said before we're
gonna have a lot of fun living together. If I get to opportunities to
incorporate some of my talents and tricks into the mix then I'm all the
happier. And man I've been thinking about all the fun we're gonna have
don't you worry. Every load I pumped this week, I was thinking of you and
how you're gonna be sucking the life out of me any time I want it, right
after you're done licking my sweaty body from head to toe. I can't wait for
the day when you're all tied up, begging, gagging for it little man. Aww
little man, I gotta pump a load down your throat now, quickly, before the
other two get suspicious of where we've gotten to. Here put your head over
the side of the bed."

I quickly moved into position as Benji fished out his meaty cock. "Open" he
simply instructed and I complied. He positioned his cock on my outstretched
tongue and I began taking it in. Within moments he had bottomed out in my
throat, his sweaty balls resting on my face. He moaned, holding his cock in
place, flexing it and further stretching my throat. "Massage my cock with
you throat, I love when you did that. Yeah, that's it just like that. Fuck
that feels good, keep that up Joe and you'll have my baby makers swimming
in your stomach in no time. Mmmmmm hell yeah that feels so good."

He eased back to let me take a breath or two before plunging back down and
beginning a deep throat fuck, his hands pinning my down and his height far
away from my sometimes flailing legs. "Dude, I didn't think it was possible
but you're getting better at this. I'm gonna bust soon, you ready? You
ready for it down your throat? Here is comes, fuck yeah, ugh shit, keep
swallowing dude that feels awesome, ahh shit that's good."

Benji pulled out and milked the last few drops onto my tongue while
regained my breath. I was never going to grow tired of that, and neither
was Benji by the sounds of his enjoyment. "Fucking awesome little man, love
how perfectly my cock fits in your throat. Just like fucking a glove. Man
I'm glad that Angel bitch fucked off that night otherwise I may never have
discovered your talents. I bet you're hoping to don't bag some hottie
tonight cause you know I'll be needing another load off tonight and its
going into someone."

I nodded my head, sticking out my tongue and gently caressing his balls.

"Can't get enough hey man? Don't worry you'll have plenty of
opportunities. I'll need to practice all my rope tying skills after
all. Now lets get back out there and see the boys, they'll need to head
home soon to get changed for tonight. Maybe once they're gone I'll get your
tongue back on my balls. You can clean up all my sweat from today in
preparation for tonight."

I pulled myself up from the bed, closed up the box and put it under Benji's
bed. I made a note of heading to the bathroom to rinse my mouth with
mouthwash before rejoining the lads on the couch.