"You know what I really want to feel? I want to feel your cock in my hand," he said in a completely nonchalant manner.
Again, he had caught me completely off guard and I shot him a double take.
"You heard me; I want to feel your cock in my hand."
We were lucky he was driving because I would have crashed the car if I were behind the wheel. I couldn't even speak. Thankfully I was able to unbuckle my belt, unsnap and unzip my pants, and pull out my semi-hard cock.
He looked down, almost swerved into another car, recovered, started to stroke my ample meat, and said, "Man, that thing's a monster."
"It get's bigger," I confidently added.
"Carl told me about it, but I didn't believe him"
"Carl?"
"Ooh, yeah," he stammered, "I might as well tell you. About a year ago you sold a white 650 convertible to a buddy of mine, Carl. Do you remember?"
Actually, I did remember him. Clearly. He was 38, 6'2", 180 lbs or so, self made type of guy, slightly arrogant but sexy as all hell. He had the most perfectly formed 7" cut cock I've ever seen. I jerked him off during a test drive. He had unzipped his pants and yanked out his cock. I had planned on playing with his dick for a few minutes and then blow him until he shot down my throat. He was however, a little more eager than I anticipated. Without as much as a simple "I'm coming" he shot his load before I could get my mouth on his head. What he lacked in timing, he more than made up for in force and quantity. His semen wound up on the steering wheel, the door panel, his shirt, his pants, and also the center console. I had to stop at a convenience store and get some wipes to clean him up.
"Yeah, I remember him", I said, smiling slightly. The thought of Carl made my dick twitch. I started to rub the tip of my dick while Nicholas continued working on the shaft.
"Cool, we've been fucking around for a few months and he told me about you. He said you have one of the longest and thickest cocks he's ever seen. He said you'd be the perfect third for us. I told him that I had to see it with my own eyes before I could make a decision."
"I guess this means you weren't really planning on buying a car."
"No, is that a problem?"
I responded, "I think I’ll need to see what you’ve got before I decide.”
With that said I undid his shorts and pulled out his cock.
“Nope, not a problem at all. In fact, I think your cock will make up for it.” Actually, it would more make up for it. If memory serves, it was probably the same size a Carl’s. Big enough to have fun with, but still small enough to let them know who’s king.
“Your pubes are too hot,” I said almost without thinking, “I’m already leaking pre-cum.”
“Hey, before we go any further. Carl’s waiting for us at my place. I hope you don’t mind the set-up.”
Mind? Not at all. This day had turned from bust to amazing in under an hour!
“Drive on, my friend.”
We got to Nicholas’ place. It was decent two bedroom apartment in what looked to be a brand new complex.
When we walked in, Carl was sitting on the couch reading a magazine completely naked, just as handsome as I remembered.
Carl smiled at Nicholas, but completely beamed when I walked in.
“Success,” Carl exclaimed.
“Hey Carl, nice to see you again. How’d you know I like redheads?”
“Do you? Very cool. He does it for me too.”
“Enough with the introductions,” Nicholas said, “Aiden you and I need to strip off our clothes.”
I like a take charge guy, so I complied.
more to come...