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What’s the name of the guy?
Z: You wanna Google to see if his ass is better than yours?
I chuckle quietly.
Me:
Something like that.
Z:
Okay I’ll tell you but I gotta warn you… he has a really big dick. Like monstrously big.
Me:
Why are you warning me? I’m not the one being fucked by him this weekend.
Z:
I just didn’t want you to feel self-conscious or anything
I laugh out loud at this.
Me:
Well, that’s very considerate of you. Consider me warned.
Z:
Cole Sanders
I navigate out of the chat and pull up my browser and type in his name. I have to scroll past a few LinkedIn profiles to get to something that looks like a link to a porn site. I click on it. The guy has a large, muscled body covered in dark hair and tattoos. When he turns so that his whole front is visible to the camera, I almost choke at the size of his penis: it’s frighteningly large. Imposing even soft. That is going to be inside Asher? A surge of desire shoots through me as I imagine it being pushed inside his small, perfect hole. His eyes closed in bliss, the sounds falling from his lips. It’s the sexiest thing I can imagine.
Soon, a smaller blonde joins Cole Sanders in the shower, and the spell is broken. I go back to our chat.
Me:
He’s going to wreck you, darling.
Z:
Hopefully
Me:
You’re going to look beautiful being stretched on his cock, I wish I could watch.
It’s a longer wait until his reply comes in.
Z:
You’ll be able to soon ,)
OR, you could come to Jersey with me and watch it live. I know Cole wouldn’t mind – he’s down for shit like that.
I laugh at the absurdity of it.
Me:
