Sausage Stories

“Skål!” Niels Sørensen toasted his hosts, and they all downed a shot of akvavit. “Mercy me, that’s different!” Delilah laughed. “Is that caraway?” “By golly, I believe it is,” her husband Harvey replied. The Davenports had invited Niels to their apartment for farewell drinks; he was a visiting professor at Columbia University specializing in the history of Nordic Languages and was due to return to Denmark now that the aca...

“Ciao. This is Amara at Papa Pizza Pies. How can I help you?” “I’d like to order a large sausage for delivery.” “Oh yeah, I hear ya. I love a large sausage.” Greg chuckled, “I beg your pardon?” “I love the long, cylindrical shape of a large sausage – so juicy – firm, yet flexible.” “Yeah, uh, me too. That’s an odd thing to say. Are you sure I got the right place?” Amara said frantically, “Don’t hang up! You’ll regret it f...

From early on Billy knew he was different,He struggled to find pants that would fit.His cock was so huge, it was like a third leg,It dangled around his ankles a bit.College had been a nightmare, all the girls he had boinked!He'd not passed a single exam.So the family business he joined, donning an apron,Slicing pork chops, rump steaks and ham.A secret like that though stays a secret not long,As when socialising, ladies wi...