When I left school, I joined a local company that specialized in insurance. It was a fun place to work, most of the employees were quite young and I knew some of them from school. Once I knew that I was going to stay there for a while, I spoke to a couple of my closest mates and we rented a flat together. That got me away from my parents, and opened the door to a new chapter of my life.
The guys that I shared with were a really lively pair, always out on the town, always chasing one girl or another, and I was happy to tag along and do my share. Needless to say, not much was taboo in the house and the conversations we had could be quite mad.
One day, Dave launched into a long discussion about a crazy game that one of the guys in the pub had told him about. We did not know the proper name, but we called it pennies. The basic concept was that a guy would take a handful of the old half penny coins (which used to be the smallest coin in size and value in the UK) and see how many he could get under his foreskin. We all thought that was a weird game, but were naturally curious and over the weeks, we often mentioned it.
One evening, Dave's girlfriend at the time was over. Jenny was a bubbly blonde with a great figure and the dirtiest mind. Needless to say, pennies came up in the conversation. By this time we had made up many of the details that we did not know. For example, to avoid your cock rotting away after being in contact with dirty coins, we reckoned that you could put them in coke overnight to take off the grime, and then boil them in water to sterilize them. We guessed that to win then you would need to get the most pennies under the foreskin, so you needed a soft cock, and a stretchy foreskin. Clearly, anybody with a hard-on would start with a big disadvantage, and getting hard during the game could spell disaster.
