I was over at my friend Will's apartment. We had been friends since high school, now we were both in our mid-twenties. I was telling Will about my love life. There wasn't any love life to speak of. I knew what my problem was. I had packed on a bit of extra weight since college. I couldn't get any women interested in me.
"Don't worry Josh," my friend told me, "you will find someone."
We were both sitting on the couch. Will leaned over and put his arm around my shoulders, trying to comfort me. I guess I hadn't noticed that my friend was rubbing my shoulders and then he moved his hand down to my back. I looked over at Will. He moved closer to me and he kissed my lips. I almost leaped off the couch. Where did that come from? He pulled away and looked at my face.
"You do know I am gay, don't you?"
I didn't know. I was stupid I guess. I do remember that Will never seemed to go out with any girls when we were in school together. I had always wondered about that. Will was a good looking guy that most women would have thrown themselves at.
"You know the first time I noticed you?" He said.
I said no. He said we were back in high school. It was after gym class and all the guys were showering. He said he saw me naked way back then and he wanted me. He told me he had never seen a cock as big as mine before. That was my one redeeming feature. I had an eight inch cock. Some guys would make fun of me back then. I heard them say I was some sort of freak. I had probably grown an inch or so from that time.
Will stood up and he began to undress before my eyes. He stripped down to nothing. Will was lean and tall. He was probably average size in the cock department, maybe six inches in length.
"I have been attracted to you all this time Josh, I want you to make love to me."