The start of the week had been uneventful, except for the fact that Greg had so far tried in vain to remove the fat SHRIMP inscription just above his penis. Each time he showered, he had used extra shower gel and rubbed over the writing repeatedly and persistently until his skin was already quite irritated. The writing faded slightly but was still clearly legible.
Greg was sitting in the office, fretting over client emails, when he got a text from Chloe.
"Hiii there, my big stud. It's Wednesday already and I just wanted to let you know that the pool party is on, this coming Sunday. It is going to be a really big group. We rented a house out of town, and we are having a big barbecue. There's going to be different sport equipment, too. We have everything planned already. Music, pool, barbecue and cool people. It's gonna be awesome."
"Wow, that sounds great." Greg was looking forward to the party, although he was very nervous about whether he would be able to completely remove the writing on his lower abs by then. And also, because he probably wouldn't know most of the people there.
"And Jake is definitely coming, too. So, you already know one more person there. Jade just texted me. They met yesterday and she says he is happy to cum...oops, spelling mistake...I mean happy to come" Chloe couldn't resist this cheap pun, but it could not hurt to push his mind in this direction. She knew Greg would not be too thrilled about Jake's presence at the party.
"Oh no, not that too," Greg thought. But he was not about to let on. "Oh, okay. That seems to have developed quickly between Jade and Jake, and they seem to be getting along well then."
"You can say that again, they get along VERY well 😉," Chloe replied.
"Um, what do you mean?" Greg didn't get her.
"Let me send you a picture I just got from Jade to clear that up. Are you alone?" Chloe couldn't wait for his reply and just sent the picture directly.
Greg opened the picture and immediately sat up with his mouth open. Quickly he checked behind himself. Fortunately, none of his colleagues were around. The picture was obviously taken in a bedroom. The photographer was apparently lying on his back and shot the picture facing the other end of the bed. On the left and right one could see two male thighs and just before they met, in the middle of the picture, a huge black cock stretched majestically into the air, filling almost a third of the picture. Greg immediately zoomed into the image. The shaft was thick and plump and covered with powerful, bulging thick veins. He slowly wiped upward along the seemingly endless shaft. Although the shaft already looked massive, it was topped by an even fatter penis head. Its full and shiny glans were lighter in color than the shaft and of a dark pink. The edge of the glans and the frenulum showed an even slightly lighter pink. What a sight! No way this was Jake. This looked like some porn cock.
"What are you doing," Chloe asked innocently having a pretty good idea whaat he was doing.
"Just checking something. Are you sure it is him? I mean, maybe Jade just took a random shot from some guy from the internet." Greg didn't believe that this was really Jake and that Jade had gotten him into bed so quickly or vice versa. Or could it be true? Could there be more to this innocent looking girl than he imagined? He felt a stirring in his pants.
"Just checking, huh? Of course, it's him. Don't you see Jade's hand. That's her nail polish, and trust me, I know my girlfriend's fingers." Chloe insisted.
Greg checked the image again and minimized it to its original size. Indeed. He had not been paying attention to the whole picture. The huge member dominated the image so much that he hadn't noticed the hand trying to reach around it at its lowest end. And indeed, now that Chloe said it, he had to admit that this really did look like the pink nail polish Jade had worn over the weekend. Damn, how could this guy be soooo massive? Jade's hand looked tiny in comparison and could only partially grip the fat trunk. Even two more hands would have had plenty of space on it. Greg had to briefly adjust the little twig in his now suddenly tightening briefs. He got hard.
"You're right, now I can see it too," he replied.
"You didn't see her hand before? What were you distracted by? Were you too focused on that huge cock? Does it make you nervous or do you just admire the sight?" Chloe knew exactly what was going on.
