Everyone wants a cock as big as his wrist, right?

By Robert James 
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I was out talking with the lads at the gym and having just showered, our talk once again dropped to vulgar things and before long we were on the size of our cocks and balls. Two of my pals are pretty well endowed and have 8-inch cocks and hefty balls. The other three, including me, are just about 5 inches when hard with smaller balls. I said, “I have to admit having a cock as big as my wrist would certainly liven up my sex life. I love fisting guys and it would add some real hot fun to that pastime!”

We all parted and went our separate ways and that was that.

Next day was Saturday and no work so decided I would go running, so got up early and went for a piss. I reached down for my cock and let go, to my horror I was pissing up the wall and it was like a jet-stream. I looked down thinking I had dropped my cock, which is always rock hard when I wake up, only to see a stream of piss coming from my right hand, only I had no right hand—it had vanished and my wrist was now a huge cock head!

I held my arm over toilet and finished pissing and shook it gently and lifted my arm up to look closely. My arm was normal, right to where my hand should have started and now it was a round cock head just like any normal one, except mine was big. I grabbed my crotch and just found two rather large balls and no penis…

I walked into the bedroom and looked in the full length mirror at myself, my left arm and hand were normal but my right was a hand shorter with the rounder cock head on the end. I had a smooth area of flesh where my cock had been and both my balls had grown a lot bigger. Totally bizarre and beyond fantasy.

I rang my best mate Kenny who was around in 10 minutes. By then I was showered and dressed wearing a long sleeved shirt to cover my arm cock. Kenny came in we had a coffee and I told him what had happened since last night in the gym, then I said, “Hey watch this.” I put my right arm on the table and pulled up the sleeve.

“Fucking hell,” shouted Kenny, “You have a fucking big cock head on your arm. Does it cum?”

“I’ve been waiting to try it out. Fancy sucking the end?”

Kenny laughed and said, “Even better idea, how about I bend over and you fuck me with it?”

He dropped his jeans and was naked underneath. I rubbed a load of lube on my cock end and lower arm and gently placed in on his arse hole entrance. I pushed but he moaned, it was a big cock end. I pushed a bit more and in I went up to my elbow. I moved around inside and started to fuck him, my arm started to shake, my balls were moving around in my crotch. I told Kenny to hang on tight because I might cum any moment.

Just then I felt a huge jet of cum exit my cock and within seconds it was oozing out of his hole and over my forearm. I pulled out and to Kenny’s delight my cock was still shooting cum as he looked at it.

“I cannot believe it,” he said. “What the fuck are you going to tell everyone?”

“Wait until Monday,” I told him, and he stayed over with in order to play with my new toy.


“I have phoned my uncle,” I told him the next morning. “He’s gay and he lives about 335 miles from here. I am going to stay with him for about two months, I have time off built up from work.” I explained I’d then let them know I was in an accident and had my right hand amputated, which will explain my lost hand.

My uncle has a prosthetic right hand. He has spare prosthetic hands, hooks and all the bits to go with them, so if I stay with him one of his doctor friends is going to get documents to say I have been in hospital, had my hand amputated after being hit by a car and have been fitted with a temporary prosthetic hand.

I had to stay for about two months, as an amputation takes about three weeks to heal and a few more weeks to get a sock and hook or hand fitted. All my uncle’s friends were gay, and the stay, the arm, socket, and so on cost me nothing because they simply loved to suck my cock and get shafted with my arm. I even managed to obtain a brand new harness to hold the socket on and operate the hook, they also secured a fully functional hand, operated by the nerves in my wrist and only had to wear a short socket on my forearm. The hand is right out of a comic book, and is covered with a thick rubber glove to protect the fine metal finger bones and tiny motors. I love it.

After the two months had passed I headed home. Kenny met me at the station and first thing he looked at was my bright shiny metal hook on the end of my right arm. “Wow,” he said. “That looks ace. Ever tried wanking a guy off with those rounded hooks?”

“You bet I have,” I replied. “I’ll do you later if you like!”

We went straight back to my place where the other three guys from the gym were waiting for us. They hugged and kissed me, let me get my breath back and then all shouted, “We want to see your cock !!”

I took off my shirt and removed the webbing holding the socket and hook on and then flashed my cock ended arm at them, having been enclosed all day in the socket, my cock end was red and hard as hell, dripping pre cum and I was gagging to push it up someone’s arse. All three volunteered, so they dropped their trackie bottoms and boxers and I lubed my arm and cock and gently pushed it up all three. I filled each guy with thick cum and was still dripping after filling all three. Kenny licked my cock head clean and smiled with pleasure. “Gorgeous” he said.

Kenny told them to turn around and then he dropped his pants as well. “Fuck me,” I said, “what the fuck happened to you four then?”

“The morning after we all left the gym,” Kenny explained, “someone must have overheard us all wishing for monster cocks. We all said we wanted a hefty 14” with balls to match, and thick like my arm; well, I got what I wished for and so did they, the next morning.” Now they all had hefty 14 inchers, swinging gently near their knees, all cut head, all hot and hard, all with pre cum dripping and all with gorgeous balls swinging gently behind them. “Well,” I said, “my arse is waiting to sample the lot of you, but if you all fuck me it means I will end up shooting loads of cum in my excitement!”

We went into the bathroom. I bent over the sink and got fucking good servicing off the lot of them. My cock headed arm just kept shooting wads of thick cum so I nearly filled the sink. They all finally finished fucking me and we all got showered and cleaned up and went back into the lounge.

After eating, one of the lads asked how my hook worked, so I flexed my shoulders and showed them how it opened and closed. Bill stood up, opened his zip, pulled out his monster and said to me, “Go on, put your hook around my tool and wank me off.” I opened the two hooks and place them around his cock, lowered my arm which closed them, and slowly moved it up and down his cock, faster and faster. Suddenly he yelled “I’m cumming!” and shot a copious amount of cum over my pants.

“Well” I said, “that’s an improvement.” And from then on all our lives changed for the better.


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