“Hey, little buddy! How you doing man? I told you I’d have another package for you and here I am. This time I’ve brought a real big package and ...is name is James. Say hello to pussyboy James,” he said as they both entered the house and dropped the large box on the large. The empty sound it made confirmed that the box was just an excuse for the two of them to enter. As they closed the front door behind them, James turned and faced me. He was as tall as the other man, not quite as dark and quite. How about a big dick contest? Biggest dick wins a prize. What should the prize be?”Now, let me pause for a moment to describe myself. I’m a professional, normal, guy-next-door kind of guy. Happily married, attractive, in decent shape, with a nice dick. I’d say it is a good seven inches, thick, with great proportions and a nice thick head. No complaints about size, but I won’t crack anyone open either, if you know what I mean. Every once in a blue moon, I like to wonder over to the bi-side of. I was focused of his cock. Glenn was focused on my wife. I watched as he played and teased the tip, all the while touching his balls. It was long before I asked. “Can I suck you?” A simple, “Yeah,” was replied, as Glenn moved his chair slightly back. Down to my knees I went. I love being on my knees. I would much rather be on my knees than between my wife, which is probably why we don’t have a lot of sex, and if we do it’s usually ‘matter of fact,’ or clean up duties after she’s been. ”We spent the rest of the night talking, and laughing, and getting more than slightly plastered. It was just after 10 when Gloria gave me a hug and said she was heading home. I offered to drive her, and she said hell no.“Girl, you’re in no shape to drive. And it’s only about a mile home. I’ll be fine, and see you tomorrow morning.” She gave me another hug and headed out into the night.It only took me a few minutes to strip everything off, change to Bo, and get dressed and head outside. One good.