This was decades ago....LOL..before HIV and all that started....but a bit of background.
When I was in college I was an older student than my class peers....by about 7 years...and my department chair signed off on my taking very heavy course loads...21-24 hours each fall and spring semester (even 26 hours one semester with the labs). Lots of reasons why...not relevant here. And I went extra hours each of the two summer sessions as well.
The second summer, I needed several course not being taught over the summer at the "flagship" state campus, but a system campus a few hundred miles away was teaching them and other courses I planned to take. Normally, you can't take courses and switch campuses and switch back to another campus after sophomore year and have the credit hours accepted, but my dean made a call to his counterpart at the same system school and worked it out.
So I temporarily moved to another city...by far the only "metropolitan" city in the state...the "flagship campus" is in a rural small city about two hundred miles away in a corner of the state... for that summers two sessions.
I found a old style architecture house...over a hundred years old, vacant, too big for just one (five bedrooms), wrap around porch, etc, old appliances, big huge dining room and "parlor", etc. Mostly unfurnished, but rocking chairs on the huge, wide, wrap around porch. The part I liked was it was cheap...mostly I paid to the utilities and I cut the grass for the owner (an older lady...maybe 25 to 30 years older than myself...early 50s) for that property and her home with was right next door. She was just happy to have a renter to watch the place was a good summer tenant until the usual tenants came back in the fall.
Directly across the wide street was a small cinder block one story duplex with a small lawn in front of the duplex to the street....the duplex was very odd for that street as it the other few houses were all very old and similar architecture to the house I was renting and the house the older lady who owned my rental home, her home was almost identical architecture to the house next door I was renting from her.
Anyway, my first afternoon there, a mid May Friday evening as I recall, I was sitting on the porch and two cars pulled up to the curb across the street. Two women got out of one car, three women out of the other car...and the women in the two cars were not together.
Just as soon as they got out of their cars and their feet hit the grass the women from the two cars started arguing and then shouting and it started a fight between the women on the small lawn in front of a very small one story concrete cinder block duplex.
I was surprised by this...but after a moment I get out of my chair and run across the street to where they were on the duplex lawn and my intents was to break it up before someone got seriously hurt....and within seconds I am in the middle of it and within a few seconds after I get there and was starting to break up the fight, when a guy mid/late twenties, like me, barefoot, shirtless, in shorts, runs out of one of the duplex apartments and gets in the middle and is breaking it up too...his arrival sort of got the women to back off from each other physically though they were still arguing.
They were all there to see him...for sex. The one group of three were there for sex with him, as was the other cars group of two women.
And the women's argument was over "who was there first" and the insistence by both groups of women that the other group would have to leave.
When the other guy arrived and the fighting stopped they continued to argue and soon they were demanding the other guy pick who got to stay and who had to leave.
And all the while this guy had a very enormous, extremely long and extremely thick flaccid hose hanging out the bottom end of his shorts down his leg to at least mid knee cap.
Then one of the women noticed that I my own hose was hanging down inside my sweat pants and said something and all the women stopped arguing and the other guy and they stopped and stared too.
It turns out this guy...who was a graduate student at the local university campus... was renowned among the women of the city, and all over...because he had the biggest cock, up to that late afternoon day, that was known, in that city and all around for several counties...and women, single, married, divorced, boyfriend or single...from near and far...a frequent procession of cars... drove up to his house all the time from near and far. Women came by themselves and in small groups like that day...and he let them suck him and had sex with them all. Apparently he had been an undergraduate at the same campus and was now a graduate student...for years...he was on the very slow and long drawn out graduation plan...I think I remember he took about six or seven years to finish his undergraduate program and was at the time I met him on his third year of his graduate studies program. I could not say for sure...but I think his sex life was so busy and fun that he was barely taking enough hours to keep enrolled on a "part time basis".
Anyway...back to that first afternoon when I was new and he and I met.
Then...while the conversation had turned to who stayed and who left... one of the women noticed that me...more correctly she noticed that my own hose was hanging down inside my sweat pants and she said something loud and exclaimed at what she saw down my leg... and all the women stopped arguing and the other guy and they stopped and stared too. The look on all their faces was a look I had seen before...and the other guy appeared just as shocked...if not more so...than the five women.
Anyway, the women looked hot to me...all made up and dressed to thrill, and primed and sexy...looking for humongous off the chart size and sex...and when they saw me, or rather mine...the conversation quickly changed.
Within a few moments it was decided that the seven of us went in to his duplex apartment..and within a short time the women the guys shorts off and my sweatpants off me and the five women started comparing us flaccid while he and the women just stared at mine...then the women started working on both of us... the women again compared us when we were both erect....and then he and I had sex with them all way in to the night when most of the women had to leave.
Over the nearly three months of those two summer sessions... until I had to move back for the fall semester, he and I had sex with a lot of women together and a lot of women came over to see me and pulled their cars up to my old rental Elizabethan southern house and not across the street to his apartment. It was ok has he often came over to get a turn with some of the women who had showed up to see me.
He was quite the exhibitionist...or maybe he had lived there on that quiet street so long he no longer cared...but some late nights when he he would see I had "female visitors" that perhaps would have once been at his door...he would walk across his lawn and the street and walk up the steps and in to the front door of my rental house...and he would have no clothes on...just his own semi erect extreme endowment swinging from side to side and leading the way to my house and the women that had come to visit me.
So...long story...but an LPSG member posted a experience he had and he commented... what are the odds that the two guys with the two biggest cocks got paired up in a dorm room.....reminded me of the time in my life, just the serendipity of life, where the two guys with the two biggest endowments in a multiple city/metropolitan area ended up living across the street from each other for one short summer.
And I did not share this part in my original post....
The guy who lived across the street...his duplex was also owned by the older lady who also owned the house I was renting from her...my next door neighbor. And at least a few times a week...some late evenings he went over to visit her as well...as I later learned, she was his aunt...and had inherited all the few houses (it was decades ago but I think it was four houses) and the duplex on that street from her father...and she had grown up in the large house she was now renting to me.
When I was in college I was an older student than my class peers....by about 7 years...and my department chair signed off on my taking very heavy course loads...21-24 hours each fall and spring semester (even 26 hours one semester with the labs). Lots of reasons why...not relevant here. And I went extra hours each of the two summer sessions as well.
The second summer, I needed several course not being taught over the summer at the "flagship" state campus, but a system campus a few hundred miles away was teaching them and other courses I planned to take. Normally, you can't take courses and switch campuses and switch back to another campus after sophomore year and have the credit hours accepted, but my dean made a call to his counterpart at the same system school and worked it out.
So I temporarily moved to another city...by far the only "metropolitan" city in the state...the "flagship campus" is in a rural small city about two hundred miles away in a corner of the state... for that summers two sessions.
I found a old style architecture house...over a hundred years old, vacant, too big for just one (five bedrooms), wrap around porch, etc, old appliances, big huge dining room and "parlor", etc. Mostly unfurnished, but rocking chairs on the huge, wide, wrap around porch. The part I liked was it was cheap...mostly I paid to the utilities and I cut the grass for the owner (an older lady...maybe 25 to 30 years older than myself...early 50s) for that property and her home with was right next door. She was just happy to have a renter to watch the place was a good summer tenant until the usual tenants came back in the fall.
Directly across the wide street was a small cinder block one story duplex with a small lawn in front of the duplex to the street....the duplex was very odd for that street as it the other few houses were all very old and similar architecture to the house I was renting and the house the older lady who owned my rental home, her home was almost identical architecture to the house next door I was renting from her.
Anyway, my first afternoon there, a mid May Friday evening as I recall, I was sitting on the porch and two cars pulled up to the curb across the street. Two women got out of one car, three women out of the other car...and the women in the two cars were not together.
Just as soon as they got out of their cars and their feet hit the grass the women from the two cars started arguing and then shouting and it started a fight between the women on the small lawn in front of a very small one story concrete cinder block duplex.
I was surprised by this...but after a moment I get out of my chair and run across the street to where they were on the duplex lawn and my intents was to break it up before someone got seriously hurt....and within seconds I am in the middle of it and within a few seconds after I get there and was starting to break up the fight, when a guy mid/late twenties, like me, barefoot, shirtless, in shorts, runs out of one of the duplex apartments and gets in the middle and is breaking it up too...his arrival sort of got the women to back off from each other physically though they were still arguing.
They were all there to see him...for sex. The one group of three were there for sex with him, as was the other cars group of two women.
And the women's argument was over "who was there first" and the insistence by both groups of women that the other group would have to leave.
When the other guy arrived and the fighting stopped they continued to argue and soon they were demanding the other guy pick who got to stay and who had to leave.
And all the while this guy had a very enormous, extremely long and extremely thick flaccid hose hanging out the bottom end of his shorts down his leg to at least mid knee cap.
Then one of the women noticed that I my own hose was hanging down inside my sweat pants and said something and all the women stopped arguing and the other guy and they stopped and stared too.
It turns out this guy...who was a graduate student at the local university campus... was renowned among the women of the city, and all over...because he had the biggest cock, up to that late afternoon day, that was known, in that city and all around for several counties...and women, single, married, divorced, boyfriend or single...from near and far...a frequent procession of cars... drove up to his house all the time from near and far. Women came by themselves and in small groups like that day...and he let them suck him and had sex with them all. Apparently he had been an undergraduate at the same campus and was now a graduate student...for years...he was on the very slow and long drawn out graduation plan...I think I remember he took about six or seven years to finish his undergraduate program and was at the time I met him on his third year of his graduate studies program. I could not say for sure...but I think his sex life was so busy and fun that he was barely taking enough hours to keep enrolled on a "part time basis".
Anyway...back to that first afternoon when I was new and he and I met.
Then...while the conversation had turned to who stayed and who left... one of the women noticed that me...more correctly she noticed that my own hose was hanging down inside my sweat pants and she said something loud and exclaimed at what she saw down my leg... and all the women stopped arguing and the other guy and they stopped and stared too. The look on all their faces was a look I had seen before...and the other guy appeared just as shocked...if not more so...than the five women.
Anyway, the women looked hot to me...all made up and dressed to thrill, and primed and sexy...looking for humongous off the chart size and sex...and when they saw me, or rather mine...the conversation quickly changed.
Within a few moments it was decided that the seven of us went in to his duplex apartment..and within a short time the women the guys shorts off and my sweatpants off me and the five women started comparing us flaccid while he and the women just stared at mine...then the women started working on both of us... the women again compared us when we were both erect....and then he and I had sex with them all way in to the night when most of the women had to leave.
Over the nearly three months of those two summer sessions... until I had to move back for the fall semester, he and I had sex with a lot of women together and a lot of women came over to see me and pulled their cars up to my old rental Elizabethan southern house and not across the street to his apartment. It was ok has he often came over to get a turn with some of the women who had showed up to see me.
He was quite the exhibitionist...or maybe he had lived there on that quiet street so long he no longer cared...but some late nights when he he would see I had "female visitors" that perhaps would have once been at his door...he would walk across his lawn and the street and walk up the steps and in to the front door of my rental house...and he would have no clothes on...just his own semi erect extreme endowment swinging from side to side and leading the way to my house and the women that had come to visit me.
So...long story...but an LPSG member posted a experience he had and he commented... what are the odds that the two guys with the two biggest cocks got paired up in a dorm room.....reminded me of the time in my life, just the serendipity of life, where the two guys with the two biggest endowments in a multiple city/metropolitan area ended up living across the street from each other for one short summer.
And I did not share this part in my original post....
The guy who lived across the street...his duplex was also owned by the older lady who also owned the house I was renting from her...my next door neighbor. And at least a few times a week...some late evenings he went over to visit her as well...as I later learned, she was his aunt...and had inherited all the few houses (it was decades ago but I think it was four houses) and the duplex on that street from her father...and she had grown up in the large house she was now renting to me.