Tea Talk

"She was like, 'I just think he's fucking gorgeous, that's all,'" Theresa said, looking her boyfriend in his eyes.

"She said that about me?" asked Mike.

The brunette got up from the bed. Her sexy figure strode confidently across the room.

"Yep, she said that," Theresa replied.

Mike blushed. He actually was a bit embarrassed about his girlfriend's friend having a crush on him.

"Well...you're the only girl I care about, you know that right?" said Mike, flexing his muscular upper body to show off.

It was that upper body that Theresa was first attracted to. She soon found out he had a lot going on below the belt as well.

"Oh, I know that, of course I know that," Theresa said, now brushing her hair as Michael lay there naked in bed, covered only by a satin sheet.

"It's just...," said Theresa, unable to get out what she wanted to say.

"Just what?" asked Mike, now rubbing his muscular chest in a secuctive fashion. He was curious to find out what is girlfriend was getting at.

"Just that...I would like to show you off a bit to her," Theresa said.

Mike didn't quite know what she meant by that. He looked at her funny.

"I mean...she doesn't know about your um...size," Theresa mentioned, looking down at the floor, a bit shy. She had never before brought this up in conversation.

"My size?" asked Mike, even though he had an idea what his sexy, 25-year-old girlfriend meant by that statement.

"Your penis size," Theresa explained, now looking him in the eyes. "Her and the rest of my friends all complain about how their boyfriends aren't that big, and I would kind of like to rub it in just for fun. She already says you're hot as shit, but now this would really be rubbing it in her face."

Mike couldn't believe what he was hearing. He always thought Jess, the friend discussed, had had an attraction to him. But now Theresa was actually going to tell her he was huge?

Little did Mike know she wanted to do more than tell her.

"Can you show her?" asked Theresa, now sitting on the bed next to Mike, her sexy legs crossed and her hand on his blanket-covered thigh.

"Show her my dick?" asked the studly gentleman.

Theresa cringed at such language. Mike used it in hopes of her using it as well.

Theresa, brought up in a catholic family, never used such language, at least around Mike. She was so reluctant to use such terms. Mike had a fetish for hearing girls talk dirty, however, and he hoped to finally win her over in this matter.

"Well, I was thinking when she comes over - oh, in about 20 minutes (looking at her watch) - I could leave the door unlocked and she will just walk right into the house. She'll eventually find her way into here, and boom, she sees you uncovered lying here in bed," the girl explained.

"She'll take one look at your - you fill in the blank - and be so jealous about what I'm getting," the girlfriend went on.

Mike loved this idea. His partial erection under the blanket was proof of that.

*********************

"Theresa...you in here?" asked Jess, who had just walked in the house and was wandering down the hallway to the bed room.

Mike and Theresa didn't answer, just laughed, wanting Jess to know they were in there but pretending not to hear her.

She walked in.

She was dressed in a tight black pair of shorts and a loose-fitting blue top that hid how big her breasts were. Mike was naked. Sheets did not cover him.

"Oh...oh my God, I am so sorry," Jess said, seeing that Mike was in the buff, lying on the bed.

Theresa walked over to her.

"Hey there, cover your eyes you," she said jokingly to her friend.

Mike got up in a fake attempt to put clothes on. But it was only to draw more attention to his massive penis, which hung down between his legs and flopped around as he got to his feet.

He looked at Jess, and he saw her eyes widen when she looked at his crotch.

"Wow," she couldn't help but say.

Mike put a pair of shorts on, and a tight, white T-shirt that hugged his muscular upper body.

Jess' face was bright red. She laughed out of nervousness. She looked flustered.

"Ah, don't worry about it. You seen one, you've seen em all, right?" he asked.

Jess couldn't answer.

---------------

The two women sat at the kitchen table, sipping tea. Mike was in the shower.

"Um...you never told me Mike was so...hung," Jess said.

Theresa wanted to smile but disguised it. She was loving this. Being casual about it would make this more fun.

"What do you mean?" she asked her best friend.

"He's huge," Jess replied. "I mean, I didn't mean to look but...my God, I couldn't help but notice. I've never seen a schlong that big before."

Theresa laughed, almost spitting out her tea.

"I'm serious!," her friend said

Theresa took another sip from her tea. She loved the attention her best friend was giving her man.

"Yeah, I guess Mike is kind of big," she said, acting modest.

"Kind of?" said Jess, almost a bit too loud. "That thing looks like a baby's arm!"

Theresa blushed.

"And it's all mine," she said. "You wouldn't believe how good it feels to be filled with all of that...man."

Jess groaned out of jealousy.

There was a few seconds of silence.

"So do I even have to ask?" asked Jess, running her hand through her blonde hair.

"Ask what?" replied Theresa.

"How big?" asked the friend.

Theresa smiled, and took a sip of her tea.

"We never have a ruler around," the brunette said, looking into Jess' beautiful green eyes. "I mean...I have thought of measuring it, out of curiosity, but you know..."

The two were again silent, and it was an awkward silence. It was as if they were each waiting for the other to make the inevitable statement.

Theresa couldn't wait any longer. She brought her head in closer to Jess', and whispered softly to her.

"Should we measure him when he comes out of the shower?" she asked her best friend.

Jess wanted to desperately, but the only thing holding her back was the fact that watching Theresa measure her boyfriend would be giving into the fact that Theresa had a bigger boyfriend than her. It was almost like Theresa would be showing off.

Jess always had the hotter guys before this. In middle school, in high school, in college. Jess and Theresa were both hot, but Jess was the more adventurous one, the girl that went for the hot guys. It was as if Theresa was getting her revenge, giving Jess her come-upance.

Oh, she hated to give in. But she did want to see that big penis again. And wanted to know just how big it was.

"Yeah," she replied after a few seconds of reflection. "Get him to whip that thing out and we'll measure it...together."

******************

The question was posed to the gentleman.

"Seriously?" asked Mike when he came out of the shower.

"We were just curious," replied Theresa. "You do have a whopper down there. We just wanted to...take some measurements."

Mike was a bit embarrassed, but so turned on. Theresa was already reaching for his jeans, unfastening the black belt on them and getting ready to pull the pants down.

"No, wait, she'd only be disappointed," he said with a laugh. "I'm not...full right now."

Theresa looked over at Jess with a grin.

"Believe me, she's already been impressed with how much you have swinging down there," said the brunette.

Mike blushed a bit, and so did Jess. They didn't dare look at each other.

The pants came off, and so did his shirt. His upper body was impressive, but his lower body stole the stares.

"Sheeesh," said Jess, still finding it hard to believe how large Mike was.

"Ever seen a dick this big before?" asked Theresa, winking at Mike to acknowledge the fact she talked dirty for him.

"Only in pornos," said Jess. "I mean...I don't watch them but I - "

"Yeah, yeah," Mike interrupted. "We know, you've never watched them, just heard about them."

Jess covered her breasts to hide her erect nipples. Good thing she wore a baggy shirt on this day.

"I just...I always thought those big ones in the movies were fake, you know, like special effects or something," she said.

Theresa yanked on Mike's penis, causing it to hang even lower.

"This isn't fake, sister," she said. "This is a big old horse dick."

Mike couldn't believe her choice of words.

Jess had been holding a ruler in her hands the whole time, and now brought it over to Mike and Theresa just to stop from staring at the man's crotch.

Soon enough, however, she went right back to staring. She handed the measuring instrument to her friend.

But Theresa handed it back.

"Here, you do the honors," Theresa said. "You're the guest here."

Jess couldn't help but blush, and feel awkward. Measuring Mike's penis? A penis that belonged to her best friend's boyfriend?

"I don't know," she said, biting her lip. She was torn. She wanted to, but felt guilty. She did have a boyfriend of her own.

"Oh, come on," Theresa said. "Measure his dick. Stu won't ever find out."

Mike spread his legs further apart for emphasis. His penis was fat, thick and heavy. Jess eyed it like it was gold.

She put the ruler up to it, but didn't touch it.

"Grab hold of it," Theresa said. "You might as well jerk him off to get him up to full size."

Jess' hands were tiny, but they were soon busy. She began stroking Mike's penis with her right hand, feeling it grow and harden. It soon began to reach more impressive proportions as the two clothed females watched in awe.

"My God!" said Jess, her hand now having to make a much longer trip from the head to the shaft as she stroked. "It's fucking huge!"

Mike began to groan a bit.

The blonde beauty continued stroking him, now using both hands. She laughed as she did so, unable to believe she could fit both of them on his shaft. There was actually room for another pair of hands.

"This thing is fucking rediculous," the girl said.

Mike just kept looking at the legs on these two hotties, so tanned and so sexy. He loved that they always wore tight shorts, and loved that they were also both barefoot.

"See how big it is," Theresa said.

Jess let go of the man's penis, causing it to fling up and smack against his belly.

"Oooo, I'm sorry," said Jess, putting her fingers up to her lips.

"It's okay," said Mike, noticing his penis was now even harder.

Jess held down his penis as far as it would go, making it form a 90-degree angle with his body. She had to stand a couple feet away from him in order for her stomach to not touch the head of it.

"Your dick is so fucking huge," she said with a laugh.

"Impressed?" he asked, flexing his muscles.

"I've...I never knew...this is impossible," she said, still in awe.

Theresa began kissing her boyfriend on the cheek in order to keep him fully hard, although the fact that a sexy, young blonde was measuring his penis was probably stimulating enough.

"Oh my God," said Jess.

"What?" asked Theresa.

"It's almost a foot long," the blonde answered. "The ruler's barely big enough."

The two women giggled, and Jess made a joke about how she now knew why Theresa sometimes walked funny on the days after spending a night with Mike.

"Jesus, 10 and a half inches," Jess said. Theresa now let go of Mike's big cock, forcing it to smack against his belly once again.

His penis bobbed out in front of him, and the women admired with fascination.

"So what's it like having a 10-inch dick?" asked Jess.

Mike dropped to the floor.

"You might think it would make me have an incredible ego, but I'm actually still very humble," he said, starting to kiss Jess' feet.

"Wh-what is he doing?" asked the blonde.

Theresa told her friend of Mike's foot fetish. He went about sucking on them, both of them, taking turns between the right one and the left one.

He moaned as he did so, and Jess had an idea.

"Let's play footsie," she said.

Theresa and Mike looked at her.

The man got up and started rubbing her feet with his.

"No, no," Jess said. "I'll use my feet, and you use your cock."

Mike couldn't believe it. This really wasn't a game of footsie. It was just Jess giving Mike a foot-job.

The two sat down - Mike on the sofa and Jess on the coffee table in front of him. She went to work on his penis, rubbing each of her feet up and down the shaft.

First she was just rubbing one foot along the pole, and then she squeezed the pole between both feet. Mike was moaning either way.

Twenty minutes passed before Mike announced he was going to come, and Jess jumped up and sat down next to him. She used her hands to make him climax.

Shot after shot after shot erupted from his mighty penis, with thick streams of sperm flying high in the air and landing on the coffee table in front of the two.

"Good thing you moved," Theresa said to Jess.

Even when she finished talking, Mike was still going.

Shot after shot after shot erupted, and Jess was amazed.

"I think I have a fire hose in my hand," she said.

"Oh, Jesus, look at this thing," Mike said, himself amazed by his reproductive organ.

It was still shooting, and the two women began cracking up.

"Okay, Mike, we all have things to do today, let's wrap it up," Theresa said jokingly.

Mike was still going. Jess pointed his penis in different directions to coat different areas of the coffee table with his spunk.

Finally, the thick ropes were reduced to dribbles, and the women watched Mike's penis shrink down to its flaccid state.

More measurements were taken - how big it was soft (7 inches), how far his balls hung down (5 inches), and how big around the shaft was (7 inches, a figure taken courtesy of a tape measure that Mike dug out from his tool box).

The two gals couldn't help but come up with nicknames for Mike, calling him everything from Donkey Dick to Horse Boy.

It was all in good fun, and the women still had more tea to drink.

THE END