Becoming the Man of the House Ch. 05

"Leo, what's up?" I replied, setting aside the paperwork and giving him my full attention.

Leo paused for a moment, his eyes locking onto mine as if assessing the situation. "Listen, I wanted to talk to you about the recording scene."

I nodded, intrigued by the direction of the conversation. "Sure, what's on your mind?"

"I want you to record it. Be the cameraman." His gaze held a hint of intensity as he leaned slightly closer. "I think we can take it up a notch. Make it even more captivating."

He leaned in even closer, as if sharing a secret. "I want you to buy me a mask, a singlet like the ones Eric wear, and a tape measure. Stating the numbers is a central part of the scene. And I've got a new nickname for myself - The Crusher."

"All right, Leo, I'm on board," I said, offering him a supportive smile. "Let's make this recording unforgettable."

"Take the day off," he said. "Go buy the stuff and then I will pick you up." Four hours later, Leo came to give me a ride. The drive to Eric's house was filled with conversation, a mixture of excitement about the recording and lighter topics that allowed us to ease into the moment.

When we arrived at our destination, there was a palpable sense of anticipation. The lights were on, and Eric's nervousness seemed to permeate the atmosphere. As we stepped out of the car, Leo clapped a hand on my shoulder. "Ready to bring The Crusher and the props into action?"

I nodded, my excitement mingling with a hint of nervousness. "Definitely. Let's do this."

Inside, Eric greeted us with a mixture of excitement and jitters. His smile was tinged with a touch of nervousness, and his hands betrayed his slight trembling. The set was prepared in the main room - the light was just right, and a large sofa had been positioned as the backdrop for their performance.

Leo's presence seemed to inject a sense of energy into the room, and he clapped Eric on the back. "Ready for this, my friend?"

As they left the room to change, the anticipation in the room was nearly tangible. Leo and Eric prepared to step into their characters - The Crusher and Top Wrestler. Moments later, they returned, and the transformation was nothing short of remarkable. Leo and Eric emerged, now masked hunks in matching singlets that showcased their muscular physiques. Their bodies were a testament to the hours they had poured into their fitness journeys.

The set was meticulously arranged, with lighting that emphasized every contour of their muscles. The mysterious aura of their masked personas added an extra layer of intrigue, making the atmosphere crackle with expectation. As the camera's red recording light blinked to life, the room seemed to hum with energy.

Standing behind the camera, I watched as Eric, fully embodying his Top Wrestler persona, prepared to step into the spotlight. Beside him stood Leo, now known as The Crusher. And in my role as camera man, I felt a mixture of excitement and pride for what we were about to create.

Eric and Leo moved closer to each other, their eyes locked in a silent understanding. They began to flex their muscles in perfect synchronization, the fruits of their rigorous training on full display. Sweat glistened on their skin under the bright lights, and every defined muscle seemed to pop and ripple with each movement. The audience watching the livestream was in for a treat, as the dynamic between The Crusher and Top Wrestler was about to unfold in full force.

The response from the audience was immediate and overwhelming. The comments section of the livestream exploded with biceps emojis and thumbs-up, a testament to the captivating spectacle they were witnessing. The synergy between Eric and Leo was palpable, transcending the screen and drawing viewers into their world.

However, there was a detail that became apparent, one that the viewers were quick to notice and comment on. Leo's package - powerful and well-defined - stood in stark contrast to Eric's. As I directed the camera over their bodies, it was Leo's big bulge that drew attention. The discrepancy was clear, and it became a focal point of the scene, a detail that the viewers would not let go.

I moved around, capturing every angle, every flex, every emotion that played across their masked faces. In the midst of it all, the contrast between Leo's and Eric's bulges remained an unspoken truth, a detail that added an extra layer of intrigue to the scene. The viewers' comments flooded in, drawn to the disparity, and I knew that this unexpected element would become an integral part of the narrative - a narrative that was as much about the characters they portrayed as it was about the complexities of their real-world dynamic.

The Top Wrestler audience had been waiting months for this moment. Finally he would be naked live and accompanied by another man. His claims about having a giant dick would be put to the test.

As the recording continued, what had begun as a balanced and exhilarating exchange between Eric and Leo gradually took on a new dynamic. Despite their similar muscular compositions, Eric's demeanor began to change. The confidence that had characterized his portrayal of Top Wrestler seemed to waver, replaced by a hint of uncertainty. He appeared to be more fragile, his movements slightly hesitant, as if he were unsure of his place within the evolving narrative.

Conversely, Leo's portrayal of The Crusher took on a more assertive tone. His movements became more deliberate, exuding a commanding presence that demanded attention. His expressions, though hidden behind the mask, seemed to convey a sense of control and authority. As the scene progressed, it was evident that Leo was embracing the dominant role within the performance.

The audience watching the livestream began to take notice of the shifting dynamics as well. Comments and reactions flooded in, reflecting a mix of intrigue, excitement, and curiosity about the unexpected turn the scene was taking. The previously balanced energy had given way to an unspoken tension, leaving viewers eager to see how the narrative would unfold.

In a surprising turn, Leo stepped forward, his gaze fixed on the camera. A silence fell over the set as he addressed the audience, his voice carrying a newfound edge. "Gentlemen, I know you've been watching closely. You've witnessed the evolution of this rivalry - the rise of The Crusher and the supposed might of Top Wrestler."

His words were deliberate, and there was an intensity in his tone that left no room for doubt. As he continued, it became clear that his words were aimed not just at the audience, but also at Eric.

The tension in the room was almost palpable as Leo's provocation hung in the air, casting a shadow over the room. I understood where Leo was getting at and zoomed in on both of their crotches. Eric's bulge was noticeably less developed, a stark contrast to Leo's massive package. The discrepancy was evident. Amidst the myriad reactions came these snippets of commentary:

"Top Wrestler... What a letdown. That thing is barely worth looking at."

"I thought he had a monster dick based on the ads, but it's clear he was exaggerating. Photoshop."

"This guy needs to stop lying to people. His dick isn't anything special."

"Wow, that's one skinny penis."

In contrast, some viewers focused on Leo's mammoth bulge. The Crusher received extremely flattering reactions. I was reading them to both.

"Holy cow, that thing looks huge! It looks like it belongs on a porn star."

"I don't know how he walks around with that thing swinging between his legs."

"If that's what a real man looks like, sign me up for lessons."

"Damn, that thing looks thick enough to choke a horse."

"Think about the grip strength required to handle something that thick."

While I read the comments, Leo playfully teased Eric, who tried to maintain a cool exterior. The Colombian stud finally decided to take matters into his own hands. Slowly but surely, Leo started undressing the Top Wrestler until he was left standing in nothing but his underwear. Then Leo took off his own singlet. The audience gasped in shock as they caught a glimpse of Eric's modest package, which paled in comparison to Leo's monster cock.

"Time for the big reveal," The Crusher announced. "Let's take it off at the same time."

And then they both lowered their underwear at the same time. Due to its fragile dimensions, Eric's thin and dull penis was quickly shown, while Leo seemed to be endowed with a member of infinite dimensions. It took a long time for his entire cock to escape his underwear. Humiliation was beyond repair.

The reactions were flooding the comments section. I read one loud:

Viewer4587: "Can someone explain why The Top Wrestler even bothered showing up tonight? Look how pitiful his puny penis compares to the God-like proportions of The Crusher's manhood... pathetic!"

With each comment I read highlighting the difference between the two, Leo and Eric assumed their respective roles. Their cocks got hard, further increasing the discrepancy in volume.

Following Leo's directions, Eric nervously took the measuring tape offered by me and slowly wrapped it around the base of his penis before stretching it up to meet the tip. He hesitated momentarily before announcing his measurements - six point seven inches long and five point one inches in circumference.

Leo immediately accused him of cheating, claiming he didn't wrap the tape far enough down the shaft or tight enough around the base. He insisted on remeasuring himself using the same method to prove his point. Eric's correct measures were finally pointed out: 4.8 girth and 6.2 length.

Leo stood tall and confident. He reached out and grasped Eric's hand firmly, pulling it towards his crotch. Eric felt a surge of conflicting emotions as he stared at the massive cock before him. Part of him couldn't believe he was actually touching such an impressive piece of meat. Eric measured it. He babbled when stating the numbers. 10.6 inches length. 7.1 inches girth. The audience could sense Eric was almost cumming.

He trembled slightly as he announced the final measurement of Leo's colossal uncut member. His voice cracked as he stammered through the figures: ten point six inches in length and seven point one inches in girth. It was clear to everyone watching that Eric was struggling to maintain his composure in the presence of such raw masculinity. In fact, many members of the audience speculated that Eric might have accidentally ejaculated during the process.

Between many comments, there was one that intrigued me and I decided to read it aloud during the broadcast. It was from a mathematician. He had decided to calculate the difference in volume between Top Wrestler's and The Crusher's cocks using an intricate formula. He wrote down how he found the numbers, mixing volume, radius, length. The difference in volume between Leo's and Eric's cocks was approximately 94.2 cubic inches. This meant that The Crusher's monster was nearly ten times larger than the Top Wrestler's in terms of volume!

A wave of excitement spread through the chat room as many viewers expressed their delight at the difference. Leo savored the moment, gloating over Eric's misery as he basks in the adoration of his newfound admirers.

"Hey, loser," said Leo as he approached Eric. "You like that, don't you?" Leo teased, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "My cock is 10 times bigger than yours, so I know exactly what your body needs."

Leo grabbed Eric's head by the back of the neck and guided it to his massive cock. Leo lifted the Top Wrestler's mask up to below his nose, leaving only his mouth uncovered. Eric moaned in ecstasy, his eyes rolling back in his head as he reached the brink of orgasm. And then Leo slid the massive head of his cock onto Eric's lips. It was a giant cock, extremely thick, uncut, light brown, and accompanied by huge balls. The pinnacle of manhood. Eric cummed uncontrollably, his words barely coherent.

More comments followed:

"That poor guy must have been really embarrassed to lose control like that in front of all those people."

"Looks like someone got a little excited seeing Leo's big dick up close."

The atmosphere was electric as Leo addressed the audience, standing confident before them. His eyes locked onto Eric, who sat slumped in his coach, still recovering from his explosive orgasm.

"Gentlemen," Leo began, his deep baritone filling the space. "You may have heard rumors about the Top Wrestler and his 'fake' penis size. But today, you saw the truth with your own eyes. If you want to see a really HUGE cock, then The Crusher is your man. It is simply what nature gave me, and I am proud of it."

He turned towards Eric, whose face flushed red with shame behind the mask. "As for you, you may have fooled some people into thinking you were well-endowed, but today, the truth came out. Your little boy dick cannot compare to my big cock, and I hope this small penis humiliation ceremony has taught you a lesson."

A smirk played at the corners of Leo's lips as he continued speaking. "To all of his subscribers here today, thank you for supporting the channel. Maybe you will see me around." With that, Leo concluded his speech and stepped back, allowing the audience to digest everything they had just seen and heard. Money poured like a torrential downpour into Eric's account.

As soon as the cameras stopped rolling, Leo made his way over to where Eric was sitting, looking downcast and ashamed. They both removed their masks. Leo approached him with a friendly smile on his face, extending a hand to help him up.

"Hey man, no hard feelings?" Leo asked, trying to sound casual despite the fact that he had just publicly humiliated Eric.

"No, thanks for giving me a chance," Eric replied, taking Leo's offered hand and letting himself be pulled to his feet.

With a mischievous grin on his face, Leo leaned close to Eric's ear and whispered his final insult. "You know what the best part about this whole thing is? That I am about to fuck your boyfriend right now."

I was so absorbed by that scene, I didn't even see myself as a protagonist anymore. When, in fact, it had been me who had introduced them both. I couldn't let that chance slip away. I ran to Leo and knelt down. I smelled that supreme cock, licked it, for minutes while Eric watched the scene like an obedient puppy.

I was dying to try it. I undressed myself and then laid naked on the sofa, next to Eric, my legs spread wide apart as Leo hovered over me. Leo's massive cock throbbed eagerly as he positioned himself at the entrance of my ass. Leo put some lobe on both of us. I winced in pain as Leo pushed forward, the head of his cock stretching me wider than ever before.

"Fuck!" I yelled, clenching my fists against the sofa. Sweat dripped from my forehead as I fought back tears, determined to prove my resistance to Leo.

Leo grinned wickedly and pressed deeper, his cock hitting all the right spots within my body. Each thrust brought a new wave of pleasure and agony, causing me to cry out in ecstasy and terror alike.

After twenty minutes, as Leo reached the climax of his orgasm, he pulled out and shot his load all over my face. I had asked for it. It hurt a lot and the thickness caused some discomfort, but I had proven myself as capable of enduring it.

As I laid exhausted on the bed, still covered in Leo's cum, Eric stood nearby watching with a mix of jealousy and concern. I turned to him and said, "You have no idea what I just went through. That thing is like a wrist."

Then I continued, "You are a top, Eric. You would never understand it."

As Leo prepared to depart, I asked him if I could keep his underwear as a memento. Leo smiled and agreed, handing them over to me who then handed them to Eric with an excited smile.

Eric and I spent the rest of the evening together. We were living the happiest moments of our story together. I told that Leo's cock was so big that it hurts like hell. I had discovered I preferred being penetrated by small, thin dicks, like the one Eric had. "The Top Wrestler is my unhung hero," I joked. I don't know if he liked hearing it.

I leaned into Eric and initiated a passionate kiss. The strong scent of Leo's cum filled the air around us. Eric responded eagerly, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me closer. We explored each other's mouths hungrily, tasting the remnants of Leo on my lips. Our hands roamed each other's bodies, searching for any sign of Leo's touch. It was clear that we were both struggling to come to terms with the fact that we weren't the only ones in the relationship anymore. By crushing Eric's ego, Leo had become our Bull.

Next (and final) chapter: Thomas' whereabouts. And Leo concludes his journey to become the man of the house.