Shortly after graduating, I moved to Brooklyn, NY for work. My best friend from school also moved to The West Village where she rented a small apartment with her boyfriend, who was also a friend of mine from school.
One Saturday morning over coffee, my friend confided in me that she was thinking of splitting up with her boyfriend, Pete, the main reason being his cock was so big it hurt her. I was intrigued, just how big could it be?
Shortly after, they did desperate & she moved out of the apartment.
A couple of weekends later, I was out on a Friday evening in the East Village having a few drinks with some workmates when I ran into Pete.
We got to talking, had a few more drinks, it was late so instead of getting the B train back to Brooklyn on my own, we went back to Pete's apartment.
The apartment was very small & without aircon. It was August. We lay, clothed, on the bed in the dark. No kissing, no petting. It was hot. We agreed we would both undress to our underwear in the dark, no playing. I still couldn't get to sleep because the underwire of my bra was chafing me.