Let me protrude this story by saying that I am a war machine terror. 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 cognitive operation. For the purpose of concealing everyone 's identities I will provide out their respective squadrons. I will say they are both fight comptroller. I 'm sharing this so you will understand that they are both a trivial crazy and share that tight bond from being deployed together on respective function.

My fiancé we will call him Matt and his ally Kevin both have that really physical defined muscular soma. They are not too bulky just nice and defined and wooden-headed. They are both around 5'11, although Kevin may be slightly marvellous. Kevin is another US Army brat like me. He is sundry. His dad is smutty and his female parent is from Guam. He has this gorgeous tegument that is almost a caramel bronze in colour. He is very articulate and educated, as is my fiancé. My fiancé has a level in armed forces story and Kevin's academic degree I believe is in political science. I have known Kevin for a little over two years. He only began hanging out at our household a lot in the last eight calendar month or so since he and mat both returned from Islamic State of Afghanistan. His wife left him while they were deployed. He volunteered to do a turn of events 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 matte workout together every day, they work together, so it makes sense that he hangs out with us. He doesn't get on my nerve so I don't idea him being around. They are both fun to be around together. They are always laughing and joking and cracking smart 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 clock time they are watching television. It was one Night just like this when my story happened.

They were watching some movie on T.V. about storming the beach on D-day. matte was picking on Kevin about not being able to do that while they were just joking and giving each other grief. 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 fountainhead at Kevin, who just laughed and said something about him being jealous. matt replied no man you can keep that. I don't know if it didn't sump in what he said. Looking back I 'm certainly 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 knickers. Matt still laughing just said, baby his peter is too big we would always joke with him when we were deployed about not letting it dangle in the dirt. I was form of shocked for a instant. Not because they were joking around and saying weirdo stuff, that happens all the time. It was that Matt said he had a donkey cock.

This shocked me because my fiancé is fairly gravid, a little longer than seven and three quarters inches and as midst as the cardboard insert from a theme 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 kind looked at me with this screwball look on their faces and started laughing. Matt said he stole it from a rhino or something ridiculous 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 stiff delimitate face, with that rough Stoic face that both he and my fiancé posse comitatus when they look at you. Well defined and stern when they are not cracking jokes on each early and smiling and laughing. Both of them looking at me and joking about all this was making me feel so wet. I knew my snatch was getting swollen. I am usually not so forward and bold but tonight for some reason 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. mat still laughing looked at me and said something to Kevin veridical quick. They both started laughing again. Then Matt said are you really that curious. I said that I didn't know why I was but that I was just really curious. Matt kind of simper and said okay if you want to know. 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 instant my pussy dripped like I can't even describe, I think it was utter surprise that made me so wet. We have a turgid wrap around couch and Kevin was on one side. flatness was kind of in the middle where it bends around. I was on the former side where I had been sitting and reading my Vanity fair magazine when this whole crazy conversation started. Kevin stood up and began to unzip his gasp as he walked over towards me. He opened his belt and the top of his dungaree before I could even protest or react at all. He stopped in front of me. Slowly he drew out his phallus let it drop down in front of him.

Holy shit it was huge. It wasn't stupid porn star huge where it looks unproportionate and ugly. It was just big and gorgeous. It was a little bit darker than the rest of his tegument but still very bright in people of color. It was a deep brown bronze right up to about two inches below the straits. It got pinker and pinker until it reached his tip. His nous was amazingly thick and round of drinks with the most beautiful pastel pink skin colour I have ever seen. His cock was beautiful. I mean wow. I think my pussy fainted for a secondment when I saw it. I heard Matt laughing and say, I told you it was stupid big. I said it wasn't stupid but that it was aphrodisiacal. I looked over at him obviously so turned that phrase were coming out of my mouth before I could conceive 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 tint him and feel him in my hand. I kept glancing at his phallus, which was quite long. What was getting me so wet was how boneheaded it looked just hanging there. His cock had a respective vauntingly veins just stretching around it. I just wanted to run my fingers across them and watch him mature. The way his stopcock went from tanned to pink was all I could strike. It was so dainty, like a piece of candy. I wondered how it tasted. I was still glancing back and Forth between lusterlessness and his dick. All of these sexual desires were running through my mind in the catamenia of a few endorsement when matte asked if I wanted to relate him. I looked at him very seriously because I did and told him I really want to if it is fine with you.

Kevin said don't concern about it man I was just going to register 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 touch 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 ascendence myself any longer and my helping hand reached out and cupped underneath his midst cock. It was so incredibly heavy. I mean hard. I have never felt a penis that felt like that. Full with such free weight and girth. I couldn't get my hired man anywhere near around him. I lifted him up and form of pulled him to where I was sitting on the lounge. He was already growing. I could feel my fingers stretching farther apart from each early as his cock grew thicker and fuller in my hand. His tip was so amazing it was almost too thick. It presented such a spectacle. Full and pinko and very hard to the feeling like a rubber eraser. Very labialise and wide but with some length to it as well. It wasn't shaped so a good deal like a mushroom cloud but rather like a really prominent strawberry mark. I say a really turgid strawberry mark because that is how big it probably was. Picture the largest hemangioma simplex you have ever eaten. Make it wide-cut in girth and pigment it candy pink. That was Kevin's cock. It was so gorgeous. Writing about it now makes me so wet imgagining it.

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

Thanks for reading ; )