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On his computer, he began opening up a new tab titled ‘Fat Shots Golfers’. A forum dedicated to the large bellied community of golf enthusiasts and exhibitionists, a niche group, but he could thank his dad for finding such a place, innocently mentioning something about a community of ‘fat horny bastards who love a good game of golf’ when he was driving his son back from taking him to a golf course for Shane’s Fiftieth birthday. He scrolled through the topics, finding a new post had been posted on the ‘Sweet Spot Stories’ sub category, opening up the category and scanning the new stories, one entitled “ Rodger’s Ball Washer – by Swinger R.” catching his eye. Intrigued, Max eagerly clicked the link, the first thing popping up was the message:\n‘Dear Fat Shots Golfer members,\nHello my dear users, I’ve been a fellow admirer of your lovely forums for many a years and I felt it was time to share finally and give back to this community. I’ve attached a picture and would like you to hear the tale of my own adventure on the green last week with one of our prestigious members. Enjoy. \n~ Swinger R.’\nCurious, Max scrolled down to the picture eagerly and fell out of his chair, letting out a loud shocked gasp of, “D-DAD?!” Indeed on screen, his huge, hairy old dad was proudly splayed on the ground, a cummy mouth sloppily tending to some canine’s pulsing cock, looking at the camera with a mix of surprise and wanting, his own erection throbbing eagerly, the pig’s hand pulling at his fat flab that hid his member. Max was gasping, clutching at his chest and shaking as he saw his own dad in such a slutty and sexual position, his heart pounding rapidly and his body quivering in shock, and his cock suddenly shot out a burst of precum. As he calmed down, he heard heavy footsteps at the door, and a gentle rapping, a warm, sweet, yet concerned voice calling out. \n“Honey, are you okay in there? I heard a crash and heard you shout your father’s name.” \n“N-nothing mom! I just got scared by one of my f-friend’s jump scare pranks. Sorry to startle you!” he gasped out, just trying to calm down as he panted, getting back up in his chair, hearing his mom say, \n“Alright sweetie, just be careful, you almost brought the roof down on my head!” she giggled, happily humming as she returned downstairs, saying before her steps echoed out of sight. “Love you Maxie!”\nMax blushed, rolling his eyes a bit, but smiling none the less, letting out a slow steady breath as he looked at his cock, giving it a slow tug and leaning back in his chair, then he gulped, starting to stroke as he watched his dad’s picture, then scrolled back up to the title of his story, and began to read:\n\n“Alright, we’ll see you soon Mr. Shane. Looking forward to assisting you.” I said, feigning politeness as I hung up on the incoming golfer. I had been a caddy on the golf course for a few months now, and from my experiences, generally the golfers that call me are pretentious, cheap, and are too caught up in their greatness to be liked during my time servicing them and helping them on the course, but I didn’t charge a huge price for my services, so beggars can’t be choosers I suppose. I started by getting showered and trimmed for my job, cleaning up and looking presentable, then I headed to the golf course, signing in and letting them know I was waiting for someone, then I waited, facing the large green field. I saw a few of my usual customers passing by, one or two giving me a nod of acknowledgment, the others just ignoring me completely. Then my customer came, a giant of a hog. He was black skinned, with a balding patch of hair on his head, a slightly stubby beard on his fat double chin and hairy from what I could see on his arms; his shirt and pants barely holding together his six hundred pounds of massive bulk. \nI won’t lie, when I saw him my jaw dropped. He had said on the phone he was big, but I never expected THAT big! Despite that girth and size, he wasn’t threatening or intimidating, he was very polite, well spoken. He had the most beautiful shade of blue in his eyes that I wouldn’t normally have noticed if it wasn’t so stark to the rest of him, matching his shirt nicely. Anyways, as my pants became uncomfortably tight he introduced himself, stating he had been a member for years, but only came every now and again. He handed me his bag full of high quality equipment and we began to tour the course in a specialized extra large golf cart he must have custom ordered. He definitely had skill, but to be honest I was more focused on how his ass and body wobbled with every powerful stroke, and how it slowly rose and fell with his breathing. He asked for my advice every now and then, but when he asked his eyes always seemed to flick down at my tenting khaki pants. As we progressed he got more and more swings, the large porcine’s stamina wavering as we got to hole 15. He sat down on the sand patch after a bad swing, just panting as I asked if he was okay, worrying he was going to have an attack of some sort, but he just smiled and waved me off, just saying he needed a breather, but as I stood up, he grabbed my tenting pants, making me gasp. \nI quickly looked around, worried someone was nearby or watching, but thankfully the clearing was quite clear. I looked back down, the hog’s icy eyes telling me all I needed (and wanted) to know. I quickly pulled my pants and underwear, the large hog pulling his shirt up with a groan as he revealed his happy trail going down to his fat hairy flab, the hog pulling his pants only down to his thighs and revealing quite a large cock, eagerly at attention as he gripped my fat cock and started to tug on it, pulling it towards his hungry mouth. He knew how to suck cock, there was no getting around that fact; this pig was an expert, he knew almost perfectly how to make my cock throb and my balls churn, his diligent tongue exploring my fat cock in ways I hadn’t felt before, and when he pulled his mouth off, I was worried he was going to stop, but that hungry porker dived under my cock and drew my hairy orbs into his mouth. \nI couldn’t help but let out eager little moans and yips, this pig knew what to please a man with, giving my balls quite the thorough cleaning and sucking, teasing his teeth around them in the right way too. After my balls had been thoroughly sucked and tended to, he proceeded to suck on my cockhead, rewarded with quite the copious amount of pre that his ball sucking escapade caused. I was noticing that he wasn’t touching himself and instead pulling on his fat fold, his fat member still upright and huge, wondering why he wasn’t touching himself when he was so obviously aroused, but when he deep throated me, I didn’t much care as his throat sucked and squeezed around my cock, begging for the seed which I was too happy to spill, filling his fat maw up with my pent up load, and he drew back as I was giving my last spurt to look at something and then I heard a click and turned in fear, seeing that a lean looking stallion had somehow creeped upon the two of us, though admittedly it wasn’t too hard to find us, considering the loud slurping and my pleasured groans. I froze in place while the hog didn’t seem too bothered by it, instead he licked the cockhead and let the cum string form my dickhead to his maw, the horse snapping another picture before the hog held up a bill, the horse smirking as he took it and pocketed it, before he then dropped his own running shorts down, his impressive member rock hard and then pulled into the hog’s mouth without hesitation…”\nMax was just reading away, his cock jetting out a large load of cum across the bottom of his desk as he had the picture to the side while he read, hungrily drinking in the details when he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder, Max jumping with a squeal before another hand rested on his other shoulder, keeping him steady. \n“So that’s what happened to that photo… I’ll have to call him up again for a round two. Care to join me son?” Shane murmured, Max looking up to see the smiling face of his father, without the cum on his lips, but looking hungry as he did in the picture, Max’s cock spewing out another load of seed as he just gaped up at him, panting and jerking off without pause…\n\nThank you to zekesilverwind zekesilverwind for the story to go with this picture. Glad to be back after months of ill timed matters which have halted many moments to continue on with my work.","description_bbcode_parsed":"Rodger’s Ball Washer

A fairly young black hog of the age of twenty three by the name of Max adjusted his glasses, looking over his shoulder to make sure no one was watching, then he leaned back in his chair, letting out a soft sigh, pulling his tightly stretched undies down his legs, his fat erection bouncing free. On his computer, he began opening up a new tab titled ‘Fat Shots Golfers’. A forum dedicated to the large bellied community of golf enthusiasts and exhibitionists, a niche group, but he could thank his dad for finding such a place, innocently mentioning something about a community of ‘fat horny bastards who love a good game of golf’ when he was driving his son back from taking him to a golf course for Shane’s Fiftieth birthday. He scrolled through the topics, finding a new post had been posted on the ‘Sweet Spot Stories’ sub category, opening up the category and scanning the new stories, one entitled “ Rodger’s Ball Washer – by Swinger R.” catching his eye. Intrigued, Max eagerly clicked the link, the first thing popping up was the message:
‘Dear Fat Shots Golfer members,
Hello my dear users, I’ve been a fellow admirer of your lovely forums for many a years and I felt it was time to share finally and give back to this community. I’ve attached a picture and would like you to hear the tale of my own adventure on the green last week with one of our prestigious members. Enjoy.
~ Swinger R.’
Curious, Max scrolled down to the picture eagerly and fell out of his chair, letting out a loud shocked gasp of, “D-DAD?!” Indeed on screen, his huge, hairy old dad was proudly splayed on the ground, a cummy mouth sloppily tending to some canine’s pulsing cock, looking at the camera with a mix of surprise and wanting, his own erection throbbing eagerly, the pig’s hand pulling at his fat flab that hid his member. Max was gasping, clutching at his chest and shaking as he saw his own dad in such a slutty and sexual position, his heart pounding rapidly and his body quivering in shock, and his cock suddenly shot out a burst of precum. As he calmed down, he heard heavy footsteps at the door, and a gentle rapping, a warm, sweet, yet concerned voice calling out.
“Honey, are you okay in there? I heard a crash and heard you shout your father’s name.”
“N-nothing mom! I just got scared by one of my f-friend’s jump scare pranks. Sorry to startle you!” he gasped out, just trying to calm down as he panted, getting back up in his chair, hearing his mom say,
“Alright sweetie, just be careful, you almost brought the roof down on my head!” she giggled, happily humming as she returned downstairs, saying before her steps echoed out of sight. “Love you Maxie!”
Max blushed, rolling his eyes a bit, but smiling none the less, letting out a slow steady breath as he looked at his cock, giving it a slow tug and leaning back in his chair, then he gulped, starting to stroke as he watched his dad’s picture, then scrolled back up to the title of his story, and began to read:

“Alright, we’ll see you soon Mr. Shane. Looking forward to assisting you.” I said, feigning politeness as I hung up on the incoming golfer. I had been a caddy on the golf course for a few months now, and from my experiences, generally the golfers that call me are pretentious, cheap, and are too caught up in their greatness to be liked during my time servicing them and helping them on the course, but I didn’t charge a huge price for my services, so beggars can’t be choosers I suppose. I started by getting showered and trimmed for my job, cleaning up and looking presentable, then I headed to the golf course, signing in and letting them know I was waiting for someone, then I waited, facing the large green field. I saw a few of my usual customers passing by, one or two giving me a nod of acknowledgment, the others just ignoring me completely. Then my customer came, a giant of a hog. He was black skinned, with a balding patch of hair on his head, a slightly stubby beard on his fat double chin and hairy from what I could see on his arms; his shirt and pants barely holding together his six hundred pounds of massive bulk.
I won’t lie, when I saw him my jaw dropped. He had said on the phone he was big, but I never expected THAT big! Despite that girth and size, he wasn’t threatening or intimidating, he was very polite, well spoken. He had the most beautiful shade of blue in his eyes that I wouldn’t normally have noticed if it wasn’t so stark to the rest of him, matching his shirt nicely. Anyways, as my pants became uncomfortably tight he introduced himself, stating he had been a member for years, but only came every now and again. He handed me his bag full of high quality equipment and we began to tour the course in a specialized extra large golf cart he must have custom ordered. He definitely had skill, but to be honest I was more focused on how his ass and body wobbled with every powerful stroke, and how it slowly rose and fell with his breathing. He asked for my advice every now and then, but when he asked his eyes always seemed to flick down at my tenting khaki pants. As we progressed he got more and more swings, the large porcine’s stamina wavering as we got to hole 15. He sat down on the sand patch after a bad swing, just panting as I asked if he was okay, worrying he was going to have an attack of some sort, but he just smiled and waved me off, just saying he needed a breather, but as I stood up, he grabbed my tenting pants, making me gasp.
I quickly looked around, worried someone was nearby or watching, but thankfully the clearing was quite clear. I looked back down, the hog’s icy eyes telling me all I needed (and wanted) to know. I quickly pulled my pants and underwear, the large hog pulling his shirt up with a groan as he revealed his happy trail going down to his fat hairy flab, the hog pulling his pants only down to his thighs and revealing quite a large cock, eagerly at attention as he gripped my fat cock and started to tug on it, pulling it towards his hungry mouth. He knew how to suck cock, there was no getting around that fact; this pig was an expert, he knew almost perfectly how to make my cock throb and my balls churn, his diligent tongue exploring my fat cock in ways I hadn’t felt before, and when he pulled his mouth off, I was worried he was going to stop, but that hungry porker dived under my cock and drew my hairy orbs into his mouth.
I couldn’t help but let out eager little moans and yips, this pig knew what to please a man with, giving my balls quite the thorough cleaning and sucking, teasing his teeth around them in the right way too. After my balls had been thoroughly sucked and tended to, he proceeded to suck on my cockhead, rewarded with quite the copious amount of pre that his ball sucking escapade caused. I was noticing that he wasn’t touching himself and instead pulling on his fat fold, his fat member still upright and huge, wondering why he wasn’t touching himself when he was so obviously aroused, but when he deep throated me, I didn’t much care as his throat sucked and squeezed around my cock, begging for the seed which I was too happy to spill, filling his fat maw up with my pent up load, and he drew back as I was giving my last spurt to look at something and then I heard a click and turned in fear, seeing that a lean looking stallion had somehow creeped upon the two of us, though admittedly it wasn’t too hard to find us, considering the loud slurping and my pleasured groans. I froze in place while the hog didn’t seem too bothered by it, instead he licked the cockhead and let the cum string form my dickhead to his maw, the horse snapping another picture before the hog held up a bill, the horse smirking as he took it and pocketed it, before he then dropped his own running shorts down, his impressive member rock hard and then pulled into the hog’s mouth without hesitation…”
Max was just reading away, his cock jetting out a large load of cum across the bottom of his desk as he had the picture to the side while he read, hungrily drinking in the details when he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder, Max jumping with a squeal before another hand rested on his other shoulder, keeping him steady.
“So that’s what happened to that photo… I’ll have to call him up again for a round two. Care to join me son?” Shane murmured, Max looking up to see the smiling face of his father, without the cum on his lips, but looking hungry as he did in the picture, Max’s cock spewing out another load of seed as he just gaped up at him, panting and jerking off without pause…

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