Of course, with the size of my cock, nobody probably noticed.I rode the elevator up to Rick's floor and found his room. I was nervous and a little sca...ed, but I knocked anyway. When Rick opened the door I was immediately drawn to his muscular physique."Hi, I'm Rick," he said, without a smile."I'm Dave," I responded."No you're not, from now on this evening you will be known as slut," Rick responded a little too loudly for my comfort. There were two ladies down the hallway a little bit and I was. These girls are smart, and they’re hot for big-brained bastards, not meatheads with muscles. And you’re the biggest-brained bastard I know.”Paul smiled. “You reckon?”“Fuck, yeah. I tell you what—you play your cards right, and I’d be willing to bet you wake up next to Angela tomorrow morning. Or, if not Angela, some other fucking hottie.”During the next few moments, Paul considered this. His funny little smile gave away his train of thought.“Mind you,” said Jack. “She’s been around the block a. My dad unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock and started stroking it right in front of my face. It was gorgeous. It must have been 9 or 10 inches long and as thick as the ones I saw in the porn flicks. Without even realizing it I had started rubbing my little slit while I watched my dad stroke his cock unknowingly right in front of me. After a minute or two I heard a video start on the computer. I guess he had found a porn that was pretty good because he leaned back and adjusted. I hold my breath. "Hey," she says as her eyes travel over everyone. When her eyes meet mine she holds the look a few seconds, a smile creeping over her perfect lips. Acting like I couldn't care less is the hardest thing I've ever had to do considering the way my heart is hammering in my chest. She looks amazing! Her clothes and hair are wet from the rain and it only adds to her allure. "How are things?" Becky asks. "Oh you know, same as always. How are things here?" she says as she peels off.