Bran watched the two young women weave their way through the dark, crowded bar toward him. They'd been up on the stage with their band, entertaining the patrons. When their last set of the night ended, they'd helped to pack up equipment, then came to find him -- hidden away in a back corner. They arrived -- Stevie in the lead -- holding Rian's hand.
He and Stevie had hooked up a couple dozen times over the years. They'd dated -- briefly -- then settled into a friends-with-benefits-type relationship. Every so often, one or the other would call or text, and they'd get together for some fun. Sometimes, even when they were dating other people.
Stevie was 5'6" in her bare feet, though this was currently augmented by the three inch heels on the calf-high leather boots she wore. She had brown hair which fell to the middle of her back, and deep brown eyes. Her curvy body was highlighted by D-cup breasts -- which were being displayed by the low-cut, loose purple top she wore -- and a beautiful ass, now covered by black pleather leggings.
Rian was two inches taller than her bandmate, and had a thin build, with A-cup breasts. Her dark brown hair and eyes attracted Bran immediately. She wore tight denim shorts, a red flowered top -- which ended two inches above the top of her shorts -- and black leather ankle boots.
"You guys were terrific," Bran complimented, as Stevie stood on her tip-toes to kiss his cheek.
He noticed Rian avoiding eye contact. Unlike Bran and Stevie, he and Rian had never met. But, for someone who regularly performed in front of crowds, she seemed particularly nervous.
"Are you OK?" he asked.
She looked up at him and nodded. He reached out and offered his hand.
"It's nice to finally meet you," he said. "Stevie talks about you a lot."
Rian took his hand meekly. Her skin was soft and warm.
"Bran; this is Rian," Stevie declared, making the introduction. "And, she wants to see your cock."
Rian gasped, and withdrew her hand. Bran examined Stevie, confused; unsure he'd heard her correctly.
"I'm sorr..." he began.
Stevie giggled.
"Well," she related, "while we were in the ladies room, I may have let it slip about how big you are. And, she claims she's never seen one that big. At least not outside a porno."
While Bran didn't consider himself huge -- certainly not "porn star" huge -- he was well above average in both length and girth.
"Is that so?" he teased.
Even in the darkness, he could see Rian's face turning red.
"It's nothing to be embarrassed about," he confided.
"I told her that you'd probably be happy to show her," Stevie chimed in.
"I would," he responded. "All she has to do is ask."
Rian turned away.
"I don't think she can do that," Stevie volunteered.
"Why?" he inquired.
"She's kind of shy... when she's off-stage," Stevie said.
"I'll show you, if you both show me your tits," he proposed.
"You've seen my tits plenty of times," Stevie laughed.
"And, I never get tired of them," he affirmed, reaching out to touch her.
He got in one squeeze before she slapped away his hand.
"Not in here," she hissed. "You're crazy."
"Nobody can see us," he assured her.
"Someone might," she argued.
"Bathroom?" Bran suggested.
"Outside," Stevie countered.
"Yeah, that's much more private," Bran mocked.
"In the back parking lot," Stevie clarified.
"OK," he agreed. "Let's go."
He led the two women -- Stevie dragging Rian by the hand -- out the back door, into a parking lot enclosed by buildings on three sides. Bran's Jeep Wrangler occupied the last spot, in the back corner. As they made their way to the far side of the vehicle, they found themselves in a space about three feet wide; between the Jeep and a concrete wall.
At least half the ancient security lights topping the walls were broken. Those that weren't provided the area a dim, ethereal glow. Bran turned to look at the women. Reaching out, he drew Stevie to him. He caressed her pleather-covered ass, and held her tightly, squeezing her body to his. They kissed. Her hand slid between their bodies, and she grabbed his crotch.
"Show her," Stevie demanded when their mouths parted.
"I told you what I wanted," he reminded her.
Stevie put her hands inside her top, and slipped her full breasts out of her bra; then spread open her blouse to expose them. Bran took a moment to admire her.
"Your turn," he said, to Rian.
Rian's eyes rose to Stevie's.
"Go ahead," Stevie urged, as Bran groped her breasts.
After another moment of hesitation, Rian reached up to pull down her top. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her small breasts came into view.
"Very nice," Bran proclaimed.
"Thank you," Rian acknowledged. "They're not very big."
"They're beautiful, Rian," Bran insisted.
"They are," Stevie echoed.
"May I touch them?" Bran queried.
"Hey," Stevie objected. "We showed you ours; now show us yours."
Releasing Stevie's breasts, Bran unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He pushed them down a few inches, and plucked his semi-erect cock from his underwear. Rian's eyes widened.
"It is nice," she said, quietly.
"Thank you," Bran replied.
"The only other one I've seen... for real... is my fiancé's," Rian confessed.
"Fiancé?" Bran repeated.
"But, he's not..." she began.
"What?" Bran prodded.
"As big," Rian admitted.
"It's not even completely hard, yet," Bran crooned.
"It... gets bigger?" Rian stammered.
"It does," Bran allowed. "I'm a grow-er, not a show-er. Do you know what that means?"
Rian nodded.
Stevie wrapped a hand around his stiffening shaft and stroked it.
"Why don't you show her how hard it gets when it's in your mouth, Stevie?" Bran taunted.
"Right here?" Stevie blurted.
"Yes," he uttered, simply.
Stevie glanced around a parking lot filled with shadows.
