This is all based on true events. I was there for most of it, but the rest of it I was informed about afterwards. Sarah and I were high school sweethearts--starting dating when I was a junior and she was a freshman in high school. We stayed together as I entered college, and were married as soon as she graduated high school at the age of 18. Sarah is beautiful. Brown hair, green eyes, olive skinned, 5'4 105lbs, with a cute B cup and an amazing big ass. For obvious reasons, I was the only cock she had ever touched, up to the point where this story starts. As for me, I'm not in such bad shape either--5'10, 155lbs, muscles, and I'm a good 8 inches down below.
This story really gets started over her first winter break home from college. We both went to our hometown over break--a little homesick I guess. It turned out that my best friend, John, who live and went to school out of state and whom I had not seen in about a year, was going to be in town for a few days.
Let me take a minute here to describe John. John is what most women would refer to as an Adonis. He is a year older than me, but everyone always referred to me as a his little brother--he looks about 5 years older than me. He's blonde, 6'2, 200 lbs, and ripped--the 8-pack abs, the huge arms, and he's tan like a Brazilian woman's ass. He doesn't have trouble getting women, but he's a pretty shy guy. Having been best friends with him since we were 5, I'd seen the guy's dick a few times. Not on purpose, but we'd both be walking around the house in our boxers, and his dick would be falling out. I'd never seen it hard, but always figured it would be a monster.
So one night, after running around in the snow together, the 3 of us got home. John went upstairs and I whispered to Sarah that I was going to shower, but would not lock the door. She went to change in the downstairs bathroom, and I headed upstairs. As soon as I got up there, I heard the water go on--John had gone into the shower. So I went to my room to do some reading. 5 minutes later, I hear the bathroom door open--the water was still on--then a minute later, a shriek, then footsteps running downstairs, and the water is off.
It seems Sarah had wandered into the bathroom thinking I was in the shower. She had changed into this black thong bikini that I love, and opened up the shower curtain. It turns out John was in there and he had just started to jack off. As Sarah said later, his cock wasn't hard yet and it was already my size, but thicker. After a long stare, she grabbed a towel and ran out of there. He turned the water off, and got dressed, mortified.
