We had a few drinks after we arrived, having imbibed responsibly during the party. Soon, we headed off to bed and made love for an hour before we doze... off. I was made to wear a large butt-plug that entire night.The following morning I douched before reinserting the plug. I surprised Wray by asking him if he would consider moving in with me. He smiled and said that he would give me an answer the following morning if I was still alive. I was as nervous as hell about my upcoming fisting ordeal.We. He and I exchanged a few words and then he asked if I wanted to join him for a beer at the bar across the street. My heart raced with anticipation, as this guy was quite good looking and from the bulge in his jeans was well hung. At the bar, it was a little awkward at first talking he introduced him self as Cory and I in turn introduced myself. We soon found a common interest in football. I learned he was a NFL lineman for a few years for the Tamba Bay Bucs but had to retire early because. You ask yourself, “Do I know him?” You begin to feel something soft at your feet. It’s very soft and light. You can feel it slide between your toes, up around your ankle, along your calf, your knee, up the outside of your thigh, then down the inside of your thigh. “How does this feel?” he whispers in your ear. You jump because you did not expect him to be so close. You reply that it’s soft. “What is it, a feather?” you asked a little hoarse. You hear him smile (as if that is possible), “uh. A new shock of terror convulsed through my body. I felt my cunt and twitching asshole protectively clamp shut! His cock was huge! Monsterous! For all my teasing, I was still a virgin, and couldn't imagine taking even a portion of that massive prick into my tight cherry twat. It was all of twelve inches in length and easily as thick as my wrist. The cock was rock hard, fully erect, sticking straight out under his furry belly. His large balls hung below, round and full. It had been a long time.