”“Did he? I thought he’d always got on quite well with it.”“I wouldn’t mind my bits being smaller.”Freddie had to look, of course. “Th...ey’re fine. Don’t worry about your dad. Dads always worry about their daughters, when they get to your age. Lots of guys will love them being a good size.”“Mmmmm. Did you ever ask to show yours to Auntie Miranda?”“No I didn’t. I did worry about it though, until I got to college.”“Mark asked me. To look at his.”Freddie tried to decide whether to own up to knowing. ”He touched my cockhead with one finger, circling it as precum oozed onto it, and ran it down to the flare and onto the shaft. Soon three more fingertips joined in, and I moaned quietly when the thumb joined them.“Do you like it?”He replied, “It’s…different. Not sure how I feel about another cock.”“Well, I know I love yours.”“Dude, that’s so gay,” he said in a mock accent, and we laughed.“Technically speaking, I’d say it’s bi as hell.”He grinned and said, “It’s like the time I first jerked off.. The man was at least 8 feet tall, and was completely naked. He was incredibly fat, and his face was deformed. He looked like something from Hills have Eyes. Mucus dripped from his nose and covered the lower half of his face. His cock was whole other thing. It was also deformed and looked to be 20 inches in length, and almost 4 inches think. In some places were dark lumps and bulges, and the whole thing stuck out, twitching, the head black and purple in color. His balls were the size of. Then we got down to the nature ofmy shoots. They asked if I preferred only opposite sex encounters. Isaid that was correct. They asked me if I minded multiple opposite sexpartners. I said that was fine. They told me that the director was incharge of his or her shoot and that I was agreeing to go with theirvision.I signed all the forms and was itching to get on with it. I would havebeen more excited if it wasn't for the shooting headache I had or theoverall tired feeling I had. I didn't worry.