The godly powers of Papa have given me the strength and foresight to continue this painful existence on planet earth. Without the taste of that golden crust, I would have committed suicide long ago. For that, I must kiss the papa on the mouth, for he has given the strength and will to continue each day with a bright smile. My girl friend says, I will be kicked out of our shared apartment after another comment about the holiness of Papa's steamy girth. For that, I must give my hand to the one I hold mighty- for that he might bestow upon me his gracious golden cock. Whether or not this survey may help you understand the importance of this chain is between you and the gods. I may close this by explaining fully about the way I encountered such a beautiful man.
It was a sunny afternoon. I was at the park when I saw his golden glow. He simply remarked: "Hey, I noticed that you have a rather large penis." I swiftly blushed before nodding slightly at my hero. He was in those commercials where the girls would wet their panties at the sight of his red goodness. I quickly asked: "I was in town and wondering if you would like to join me for brunch." He seemed ponder at the idea before smiling with that daddy smile and grabbing his crotch. "I think that the plan you had made is grand but let me throw in a curveball. I want 50% of that golden throne on this juicy cock." I stared longingly, hoping- just hoping- he would ask me such a request. "Daddy," I replied, "I would do anything for you. I am your servant for use." He shivered with temptation, "I loved the way you just called me daddy. The way your voice trembles at each tone makes every part of my body want you that much more."
When we arrived at my place, I was so eager to take off my clothing. I smiled brightly at that handsome, devil of a man. His cheeks seemed rosy red when I revealed my 13 inch cock. He quickly remarked, "I don't even make pizzas that big, let alone have I seen a cock of that caliber." I looked around, terrified that something else had came in. He looked confused, unsure of my terrified features. "What is wrong?" Said papa. I glared over and stated, "I am deathly ill when it comes to chickens. I don't think you understand buddy, for my allergies to those feather infested freaks will actually kill me, you fucking retard." Papa was unamused with my language, frowning slightly as he sat on one of my many chairs. "Bend over, daddy needs to give his little man a spanking." I blushed slightly at his commanding voice, he seemed so eager to spank my bottom that I couldn't hold back my sexual urges. My 13 inch cock doubled in size. Just imagine two rulers glued together and that was about the size of my cock.
I laid down across his lap, feeling the slightly bigger bulge of his rubbing against my stomach. It felt slimy and I could see the green goo drip onto the floor. "Do you have a mold problem?" I asked, calmly but assured. He gave me the stare of an autistic child before wailing all hell on my rectum. His fist rammed inside of me and I could feel him grabbing at my kidneys. I moaned out with pleasure but mostly pain. "Daddy~" I moaned into his ear before he pulled out his shit covered fist- licking it lovingly before giving me that confirming smirk. "Daddy is going to please you for a long time and show you the universe by giving you an ass fucking that only a horse on nebula 9 could give you." He pulled me off his lap, chocking me with his fist as he took off his trousers. His cock looked like the galaxy, the shaft was completely black, the tip was a strange array of white and blue. There were white specks all over his meaty cock. He lowered me, slowly onto his stiff shaft, my eyes closing from the lack of air. Just as I was about to suffocate, I felt Oxygen coming into my lungs without breathing. That morning, papa left a card with only three words.
Smell. Ya. L8r. Homes.
Oh shit, that was 4 words. He fucked me stupid, and I will continue to buy his pizzas.
