Back when I was 15, I met this guy, he was brand new to the school I was going to. We hit it off right away. He was funny and had a big toothy smile. He was an inch and a half taller than me. Eventually I slept over at his house one weekend, as some boys will do back then. He was a boxers kinda guy. I know because we woke up the next morning together. I noticed right away his thick cock not just peaking out of his boxers, but hanging down and seemingly stuck to his thigh by about 5" from the leg end of his boxers. I asked him if I could see his cock fully. He slid his boxers down to let me see. I got on my knees and asked him if I could touch it. He said I could. He had to be at least nearly 9" in the flaccid state,and about 6" in circumference. I could hardly get my hands around his cock. I asked him if I could suck it, and he said I could do that too. At the time, I could barely get his cock head in my mouth, but I kept on going. I won't say he was a foot long, but he had to be close to that. We played around with each other throughout Jr. High and High School. He got married to a buxom woman when I was away in the service. I saw him about 10 yrs. later, I came over to his house, he was divorced by then, and it was about 10 in the morning, he was a late sleeper.
He was just wearing a wife beaters shirt and boxers, and he still hung out of them, and I stared once again at him, but I did not do anything with him then. Sorry that I didn't now. I haven't seen him since. I'd like to know where he is now, because I'm pretty sure I can deep throat him. Only because about a year ago I agreed to meet a man at his house, whom I met on another gay site. When he escorted me into his bed room, he was just wearing a tee shirt and shorts. He got into a corner by the bed, near the windows and he took off his shorts first. I was stunned, to see nearly the same sized cock as my boyhood friend, this guy was about 8.5" flaccid, and at least 5.5" in circumference. I started to suck his cock and take him down to my throat, and each time I did he just got bigger than the second before. I asked for a ruler, and he had one by the bed table, luckily, but he suggested I go down on him a bit more first. So happily I did. When I came up off of him, I measured and he was 10.5" long. I was so proud of myself being able to take him all the way down. Thanks to a gay man in San Jose who had taught me to deep throat one long weekend three weeks prior, I probably would not have been able to throat him like I did.