The Thickest
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Bill is an experienced man. At sixty-two and with decades of participation in all kinds of sports, he’s seen just about everything. He’s used to seeing dicks in locker rooms and showers, and even caught a few guys enjoying each other’s hard dicks, too. Being straight and married, that kind of thing was never for him. Or, at least, it wasn’t before he met Peter and his incredibly thick and throbbing uncut penis!
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Excerpt from The Thickest
I cleared my throat, “I have to say,” I began, “that is the biggest… the thickest member I have ever seen,” I followed my words with a half-chuckle.
He laughed, his cock bobbing up and down in time with the movement of his rippling abs, “Yeah, my mates are always reminding me,”
Another pause arrived and it would have been awkward if I’d recognized it, but i was still watching his cock just inches from my face as it slowly stopped swinging and came to an accusatory stop, pointing at me.
“I’m Peter,” he reached out his right hand, right next to his cock.
I instinctively reached up to grip it, the back of my hand almost brushing against the end of his rod, “Bill,” I announced, our palms meeting in a quick and firm shake.
“You been climbing all your life?” he asked, his dick still stubbornly twitching, like he didn’t even know it was there.
“Oh, no,” I muttered, looking away from his cock again to delve inside my bag, “got into it about ten years ago, it’s just fun,”
“Well, you’re good at it!” he complimented, “I can’t do half the moves you were doing out there,”
I chuckled, “In my younger days I probably could do more, but I picked it up late I s’pose”
My hand grabbed the underwear I’d been seeking.
“You’ve got a good grip,” he informed me.
Perhaps my attempts to make moves to dress and leave encouraged him to cut to the chase, because he was soon surprising me with an offer.
I looked back to him, holding my boxer shorts in my hand against my bare knee. I didn’t need to dry off with a towel, I’d already air dried just by heading back and sitting there for those few minutes.
My eyes again fell on the fat length of pink muscle staring at me.
“You wanna try that grip on this?” he asked, grabbing the base of his cock with his hand and wagging it at me.
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