Let me start this story by saying that I am a military brat. I am in the USAF in aeromedical and my fiancé and his Friend are both in the Air Force as well. They are both assigned to special operations. For the use of concealing everyone 's individuality I will leave out their respective squadrons. I will say they are both scrap controllers. I 'm sharing this so you will understand that they are both a little nutcase and share that tight adherence from being deployed together on several affair.

My fiancé we will forebode him matte and his acquaintance Kevin both have that really physical defined mesomorphic habitus. They are not too bulky just nice and specify and boneheaded. They are both around 5'11, although Kevin may be slightly taller. Kevin is another Army brat like me. He is mix. His dad is black and his mother is from Guam. He has this gorgeous skin that is almost a caramel bronze in color. He is very articulate and educated, as is my fiancé. My fiancé has a degree in military account and Kevin's degree I believe is in political scientific discipline. I have known Kevin for a little over two years. He only began hanging out at our house a lot in the live eight calendar month or so since he and mat both returned from Afghanistan. His wife left him while they were deployed. He volunteered to do a bend around and go back out with my fiancés team. She left him for volunteering to go back instead of staying at home with her.

He and flatness workout together every day, they work together, so it makes sensory faculty that he hangs out with us. He doesn't get on my cheek so I don't mind him being around. They are both fun to be around together. They are always laughing and joking and cracking sassy remark with me and making me laugh hysterically. They are always arguing playfully at each other about some random history fact or making fun of some war movie and how it is such BS. This is like every time they are watching television. It was one night just like this when my storey happened.

They were watching some movie on T.V. about storming the beach on 6 June 1944. matt was picking on Kevin about not being able to do that while they were just joking and giving each other sorrow. I asked why he couldn't crawl and my fiancé looked at me laughing and said because he has a donkey is his pants. He shook his head at Kevin, who just laughed and said something about him being green-eyed. lustrelessness replied no man you can keep that. I don't know if it didn't sink in what he said. Looking back I 'm indisputable I must have known what he was saying. but for some ground I asked what do you stand for he has a donkey in his pant. Matt still laughing just said, baby his dick is too big we would always joke with him when we were deployed about not letting it dangle in the dirt. I was kind of shocked for a second. Not because they were joking around and saying screwball stuff, that happens all the time. It was that mat said he had a donkey cock.

This shocked me because my fiancé is passably with child, a little prospicient than seven and three tail inches and as thick as the cardboard insert from a newspaper publisher towel roll. Him saying Kevin was big made me curious. I don't know what possessed me to but for some reason I just blurted out how big. They both sort looked at me with this disturbed look on their faces and started laughing. mat said he stole it from a rhino or something ludicrous like that which had Kevin cracking up again. He stopped himself and said it's not as big as all that. It 's just long.

Kevin is a really good looking guy. He has a strong defined face, with that rough stoic look that both he and my fiancé possess when they look at you. Well delineate and stern when they are not cracking joke on each other and smiling and laughing. Both of them looking at me and joking about all this was making me feel so wet. I knew my puss was getting conceited. I am usually not so forward and bold but tonight for some rationality I kept pushing this issue.

So how big is it I asked again now very curious and secretly aroused, I guess I figured matt brought it up so I should be allowed to ask. Matt still laughing looked at me and said something to Kevin real quick. They both started laughing again. Then Matt said are you really that queer. I said that I didn't know why I was but that I was just really curious. Matt kind of simper and said okey if you want to cognize. He looked at Kevin and said you care if she sees it. I guess that was what he said to Kevin right before when they were joking because he said yeah man if you really don't care.

My gosh at that trice my twat dripped like I can't even describe, I think it was utter surprise that made me so wet. We have a big wrapper around couch and Kevin was on one slope. Matt was kind of in the middle where it bends around. I was on the other English where I had been sitting and reading my Vanity Fair mag when this whole half-baked conversation started. Kevin stood up and began to unzip his drawers as he walked over towards me. He opened his belt and the top of his blue jean before I could even protest or react at all. He stopped in presence of me. Slowly he drew out his penis let it drop down in movement of him.

holy place shit it was huge. It wasn't stupefied erotica mavin huge where it looks unproportionate and ugly. It was just big and gorgeous. It was a fiddling bit darker than the rest of his skin but still very brightly in color. It was a burnt umber bronze right up to about two inches below the head. It got pinker and pinker until it reached his tip. His head was amazingly thick and round with the most beautiful pastel pink complexion I have ever seen. His peter was beautiful. I mean wow. I think my kitty fainted for a endorse when I saw it. I heard matt laughing and say, I told you it was stupid big. I said it wasn't pudding head but that it was sexy. I looked over at him obviously so call on that phrases were coming out of my mouth before I could believe about what I was saying. You really like it he asked. I said yes it is turning me on which it was. I was so wet all I wanted to do was meet him and feel him in my hand. I kept glancing at his penis, which was quite long. What was getting me so wet was how thick it looked just hanging there. His rooster had a various large vein just stretching around it. I just wanted to run my finger's breadth across them and watch over him grow. The way his turncock went from tanned to pink was all I could take. It was so nice, like a piece of music of candy. I wondered how it tasted. I was still glancing back and forth between matt and his tool. All of these sexual desires were running through my mind in the period of a few seconds when Matt asked if I wanted to match him. I looked at him very seriously because I did and told him I really want to if it is okay with you.

Kevin said don't headache about it man I was just going to show her, I'll put my pants back on. No it's okay Matt said. I think Kevin and I both were kind of like what, did he just say okay. You can come to him Matt said it's okay. It's not like you two are running away together or anything, right ? Not a chance I said.

I couldn't control myself any longer and my hand reached out and cupped underneath his thick prick. It was so incredibly impenetrable. I mean heavy. I have never felt a penis that felt like that. Full with such weight unit and cinch. I couldn't get my deal anywhere near around him. I lifted him up and kind of pulled him to where I was sitting on the sofa. He was already growing. I could sense my fingers stretching farther apart from each former as his stopcock grew thicker and fuller in my hand. His tip was so amazing it was almost too chummy. It presented such a spectacle. full-of-the-moon and pink and very hard to the signature like a gum elastic eraser. Very lash out and broad but with some distance to it as well. It wasn't shaped so practically like a mushroom but rather like a really with child strawberry. I say a really bombastic hemangioma simplex because that is how big it probably was. Picture the largest strawberry mark you have ever eaten. Make it broad in girth and paint it candy garden pink. That was Kevin's cock. It was so gorgeous. Writing about it now makes me so wet imgagining it.

I just wanted to percentage this with everyone and see if anyone liked it or had exchangeable experiences. It was running long so I stopped. It got a lot crazier after that so if you like it remark and I will write some more than of the story.

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