"You just had to be there" you say as you describe your most recent venture into debauchery. You were giddy. You had just fucked Ethan, the star of the college's football team.
"First off" you continue, "he was huge - ten inches, easy. And there was so much cum. I'm not exaggerating, but we could have filled a few beer glasses! Oh, and once he came, he wasn't done! He just fucked me over and over and over again!"
I could tell by you're excitement that this was a monumental night for you. We had been friends for some time and you always tell me about your most recent night with whomever it is you're sleeping with at the moment. There've been so many: Drew, Chris, Charles, Brad. And those were just in the past week. Honestly, I've lost count of how many men you've fucked.
But this time was different. I've never seen you so excited.
"Surely, you're exaggerating" I reply, trying to bring you back down to reality.
"Nope. It was just as I've described. Scouts honor," you say, smiling and holding your hand up. "I even have the pictures to prove it!"
You reach into your purse and pull out your iPhone. On the screen you show me photos of an enormous cock, seeping precum. You slide over to the next picture, a selfie, with your face just covered in layers of thick, white, liquid. "See," you say "I would never lie to you"
I flip back on the phone to the first photo. He's huge. He's gorgeous. I've never thought of myself as gay, but I feel a sudden stirring in my pants as I stare at his big fat cock.
You see the glint in my eye and think, just for a moment, how hot it would be if you got me in that room, with him, naked, and made me truly appreciate the magnitude of his penis. What would happen?
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