A flick of his wrist and he pours cool lube on my wanting asshole. Spreading it with his fingers as far in as he can go.The knowing smile on his face.... The slap of his hand on my ass. And then finally his cock nudging my tender rosebud. The lube on his cock head helps him slide in with a pop. The full feeling when he sinks further. The sharp pain that eases into pleasure as I get used to him back there. It hurts so good.We both moan. I know he wants it too. He gets off on making me beg. The. " I said, and actually took a sip of my wine.Phil was a good friend and so was Denny, but I won't tell them the truth yet. I think I prefer that Beth tells them. Let's see if she can be totally honest for once. That led me to my next train of thought, "Do you think Beth always tells the truth?" Good question. Yes and no." Elaborate." I sat back to listen, I knew Phil would give me a full answer to an open question like that."Well, one of the wonderful things about Beth, one of the things I. “I’ve heard that you have a big dick, baby!” “Yeah, I do,” the stud replies with a cocky smile. “11 inches!” “No fucking way!” Tracey replies, with a mixture of skepticism and hopefulness as she starts undoing the stud’s jeans. That’s a big bulge in his pants…but, 11 inches? “We’ll just see about that!” Quickly pulling down his jeans, Tracey paws at the bulging white briefs, now straining to contain the swollen beast within. She pulls down the briefs, and the stud’s fully erect love python. It would be two more months until his birthday, and he'd often wondered, facetiously, what it was about spring that had led couples such as his mother and dimly-remembered father to conceive children. You know damned well that the last thing on anyone's mind is that they'll give birth in January. They were probably drunk for their May Day or Constitution Day Celebration. With a smile for the thought, he turned to wondering how the evening would play out.As he shaved, he played out the.