I stood in the shower trying hard not to stare at the guy next to me. I knew him. His name was Tyler Thompson. He and I worked together at the brewery. I just never saw him naked before. It wasn't the color of his skin that I couldn't help looking at, though he was black. It was the enormity of the huge black cock hanging down between his legs. I had never seen one as big.
Suddenly he laughed out loud and in his booming voice said, "Go ahead and take a good look, George. I'm used to it."
Showering at the brewery before going home from work wasn't my usual practice, but the showers were available. My wife, Susan and I had been invited over to Her mother's place for an early dinner, after which we were going to see a Rolling Stones Concert. Rather than compress too much into what little time we had to get there I had brought a change of clothes and my kit with me to work. I planned to meet my wife at her mother's apartment and the three of us would leave for the concert from there.
Tyler, or Ty as he was called, was a bachelor and said he had a date this evening. He said, "I don't mind you looking, when a person is built like me, he can expect folks to be a little curious. They don't mean nothin' by it. Sometimes it's a blessing, other times it's a curse."
I asked how a cock like that could be a curse.
Ty replied, "Women are attracted by the bulge in my pants. They get curious to see just how big it is and they can take all of it. After spending my time and money, I finally get them into a bedroom and they get a good look at it. Some get scared and we split right away. Others try a little of it but it hurts them. If they really tried, they'd stretch a little and the pain would pass, but they won't try. Then once in a very long while a real woman comes along who will try. When she does, a new world opens for her, and old Ty makes her cum till she passes out from the overload of sexual pleasure it gives her. We have our fun for a while but it ain't love. All she loves is my cock. I get tired of her and move on. Someday I'll find a real woman that loves me as well as my cock.
After our shower we dressed and went our separate ways but my curiosity was far from satisfied. After what Ty had said about the different reactions of women I couldn't help wondering how Susan would react if she ever saw a cock like that. I knew she had a few lovers before we met. I wondered how big the largest of them was.
The following week I made it a point to get to know Ty a little better. I also watched whenever he was near a woman. He was always a gentleman, but the women acted like schoolgirls when they were near him. A few weeks later, we were eating our lunches together. We discovered that we had many things in common. He loved classic cars and I had a 34 ford that I was rebuilding in my garage. We had both been in the Army, and both served at the same bases though at different times. We read many of the same books, enjoyed many of the same movies, and had gotten drunk in many of the same bars.
I told Susan about my new friend but said nothing about his big attraction. I wanted to watch her spontaneous reactions when she met him. Every day I'd say something new about Ty.I could see that she was getting very curious about him. Then on a Tuesday night over dinner, she said, why don't you invite your friend over for dinner Friday night? I'll fix something special, You can show him your Ford and we can visit.
Ty graciously accepted my invitation and arrived on time carrying a bottle of wine, and a bouquet of flowers. He looked every bit a gentleman wearing an expensive sport shirt Open at the neck with a gold chain and medallion, Freshly cleaned and creased slacks and highly polished shoes.
Susan was dressed to greet a special guest. She wore a knee high blue skirt and her white silk blouse with a light blue scarf. She looked beautiful and radiant with the light make up she wore. She was delighted with the flowers and took them to the kitchen to find a vase while I poured some JD over rocks for Ty and myself and fixed a Martini for Susan. When she returned, we sat for a while making small talk and laughing over small jokes and banter. I fixed another round of drinks and the conversation began to loosen up a little. Susan's questions and Ty's answers gradually became more personal.
"Do you have a steady girl friend?"
"No."
"Can't settle down with one?"
"I just don't have a girl friend right now"
