The four had left the Cafe a half-hour ago and were almost halfway home driving in the warming sunshine along a four-lane highway. Cindy and Jane sitting in the backseat and Randall sitting next to William and pretending not to notice him sneaking looks at the bulge in his blue jeans.
Since leaving the Cafe, William went on a non-stop monologue. He rehashed the Packer's last season. Then the Minnesota Northstars current season. Then the 8-point buck he shot last Fall. Then he started on his luck ice fishing at various lakes this past Winter with his boys-'
Randall and the ladies in the backseat were silent during all this until Jane had had enough. 'So, William. Have you wrestled any bears lately?'.
Cindy snickered.
'No, but I smacked a badger in the head with a shovel last summer when I saw it going after one of my goats-'
Randall had had enough too. 'You need to apologize to Cindy for calling her that awful name last night, William.'
'WHAT awful name?' William feigned innocence.
'You called me a slut last night through the door separating our rooms ' Cindy said in a hurt voice. 'I am NOT a slut. Randall was the first person I've been with since Dickie Sr and me got divorced, and I was faithful to him our entire marriage!'
"Well, I don't remember saying that!' William said, crossing his arms.
Jane had had enough. "YOU told me last night you were going to apologize to Cindy this morning for calling her that!' She said, punching him hard on the shoulder from the backseat.
William shook his head.
At this point. Randall was fed-up. He turned his head towards William in the passenger seat next to him. 'Okay, look William. I'll start the apologies. I'm sorry for the way I acted towards you last night-'
'I'm not!' said Jane.
'Me either!' said Cindy. Which surprised Randall.
'Apology accepted.' William said with a smirk.
'I only acted that way toward you because you called me a freak-of-nature-' Randall continued.
Jane snickered through her hand.
'The first time I was called that was in Army boot camp when I showered with the rest of my company and it became my Army nickname and believe me, it wasn't a compliment!' said Randall, visibly angry.
'I don't mind if other guys ask to see it, as long as they're respectful or Josh me about it. I mean I HAVE to have a sense of humor about what I have in my underwear and expect other guys to!' said Randall. The girls in the backseat were all ears.
'Now take the wheel, William.' Randall ordered him.
'What? Why?' asked a confused William.
'Just do it, okay?'
William dutifully took the wheel and Randall started to unbunkle his belt.
'What are you doing? Asked an alarmed William.
'Yeah, what are you DOING?' asked Cindy, equally alarmed.
'Giving William one more chance to be more respectful towards me and my endowment,' said Randall in a calm voice as he slipped his blue jeans and boxer shorts to just above his knees.
'Stop it Randall!' Cindy said in a stern voice. 'We're going to talk about this when we get back to my apartment!'
Jane laughed and leaned forward from the backseat. 'Let him be, Cindy. It's not like me and William haven't already seen it!'
Randall flipped his limp cock onto his naked right thigh so it pointed at William before taking back the wheel. 'Go ahead and look at it all you want, William, I don't mind. Just don't touch!'
Jane's laughter filled the car from the backseat.
'Go ahead and joke with me about it, but be respectful!' Continued Randall. 'Ask me a question about it. I'll be honest, I promise.'
William turned his head towards his passenger side window at the cornfields melting snow.
'I have a question, Randall.' said Jane in an innocent voice. 'How big is it?'
'JANE!' said a shocked William, turning around to stare at her.
Randall knew she was acting. Cindy let Jane measure his erection with a tape measure after one of their Sunday Scrabble games.
Randall was about to answer truthfully when Grinning, Cindy leaned forward and cupped her hands around Jane's ear before quietly whispering. If William wasn't going to apologize for calling her a slut, she was going to let Jane torture him.
'Soft or hard?' asked Jane.
Cindy cupped her hands around Jane's ear and quietly whispered.
'Soft?!' Jane acted shocked. 'That can't be right!'
'Honest injun!' said Cindy in a grave voice, holding up her right palm.
Jane laughed uncontrollably. 'Hey William!' Guess how big the weenie your sitting next to is?!' She flicked the back of his ear.
"I don't really care.' Came William's frigid response, still looking out the window.
'Ooh, ooh!' I got another question, Randall!' said Jane, waving her hand above her head. 'And this time I want your big-dicked boyfriend to answer...Cindy!'
'Okay,' laughed Randall. He enjoyed being teased by Jane in front of her humiliated date. 'Shoot!'
Randall saw Jane grinning at him in the rearview mirror.
'Did you get your god-given endowment from your father's side or your mother's side?' She turned and winked at Cindy.
'Yeah, Randall,' said Cindy. 'I always wanted to ask you that.'
'My mother's side, definitely,' Randall said.
'How do you know?' asked Jane, genuinely curious.
'We were at our summer cabin at Round Lake in Minnesota when I was about seven or eight,' said Randall. 'Me and my dad and mom were fishing on our motorboat. I had to pee really bad and my dad said to pee over the side. When I pulled my shorts down my dad laughed and said he sure didn't get that from MY side of the family!"
The backseat erupted in ribald laughter.
'So he wasn't jealous?' asked Cindy.
'Naw, he thought it was hilarious. One time we went swimming at Lake Johanna and we went to shower off in the men's changing room and he noticed men and teenagers laughing and pointing at my crotch. I remember being confused and my dad, instead of getting mad at them, said 'that's my boy!'
'So you were hung like you are now, way back then?!' asked a shocked Jane.
Randall laughed. 'No way! But I remember it was the same size as some of the teenage boys. They were the ones doing most of the laughing and pointing!' I couldn't figure out why they had hair down there, but I didn't.'
More raucous laughter from the backseat.
Jane flicked William's ear again. 'What's wrong, William? Didn't you think that was funny?!'
Cindy smirked as he watched William's face turn beet-red.
'Thinking back on it,' said Randall, in a reflective mood, 'The relative who DID have the kind of bulge in his pants like I do now was my mom's only brother, Uncle John. He married my Aunt Barbara, who had two boys of her own, Roland and Ralph, and Uncle John and Aunt Barbara had two boys of THEIR own, Robert Jr and Robin.'
'It's funny when I think of it, because Robert Jr and Robin had really big bulges in their pants, while Roland and Ralph didn't have any, even when they were teenagers. I remember we were over there on Christmas Day once, and for some reason I was standing on a chair and Uncle Robert said 'looks like Randall is one of us!' and my Aunt Barbara started laughing so hard I thought she was going to fall on the floor!'
The car filled with good-natured, ribald laughter from everyone, but William, who was red-faced and sweating.
Randall noticed that he was staring ahead out the windshield and trying to hide his frequent glances at Randall's lap beside him.
'You can look, William,' Randall teased. 'It's okay!' He took his right hand off the wheel and held his fat limp shaft in the middle while pointing it at him.
Forgetting there were two women in the backseat watching his every move, William openly gawked at Randall's gift.
'Alot of people who've seen it, says it's really veiny,' Randall said in wide-eyed innocence. 'What do you think, William?'
'Yeah,' said Jane. 'Your's has even more veins on it than my ex-husband's,' said Jane. 'And THAT'S saying something!'
'Truthfully, Randall,' said Cindy, 'I thought it was some kind of medical condition when I first saw it. Not just all the blue veins, but the way it bent down in the middle. Dickie Sr's was a straight almost 7-inches.' She said matter-of-factly.
'My ex-husband's boner curved-up and had big purple mushroom-shaped tip,' said Jane. 'That 10-incher of his is the only thing I miss about him. He really knew how to wield that sword in the bedroom!' She gave a bitter laugh.
Randall was amused to notice a tent poking-up from William's lap. Jane noticed too, and grinning, she poked Cindy next to her and nodded towards her date's crotch.
Cindy giggled when she saw it. 'You touch my boyfriend's penis and I'll slap you. Hard!' She reached over the front seat and grabbed Randall's cock away from him. 'Both hands on the wheel!' She said sternly while casually pumping his growing erection.
'Yes, ma'am!' Randall said in a cheery voice. 'Happy to have his girlfriend masturbate him in front of mixed-sex audience
Jane laughed. 'I thought of another question! Promise you'll answer truthfully, Randall?'
'If it's have I been faithful to Cindy, the answer is yes!' He lied.
Cindy gave his hardening shaft an appreciative squeeze and sped-up her pumping.
'No,' laughed Jane. 'I want to know what the silliest thing you ever did with big weenie of yours that doesn't involve you sticking it inside of anyone!'
Randall took a minute to think about it.
'Okay. Here's a story I've never told anyone before...'