I watched the scene play out from the bedroom. The silvery halo swept over his lower abs defining his muscular body and the fluffy white towel wrapped around his waist.
I sat back on his bed, tossing my brown mop of hair. It had been a long night. Jonathan was still in the bathroom looking at himself in the mirror, running his huge hands over his abs.
I couldn't help but notice the bulge underneath his towel created by his larger member. I sighed rolling my eyes. I couldn't help but feel a tad jealous. How could some guys be given such large dicks while guys like me...
Jonathan and I have been friends for years but slightly parted ways when we were teenagers. Much to our surprise, we wound up going to the same college and even got an apartment together to help save on rent. It turned out to be a good experience overall.
"So did it happen, Leo?" he asked finally appearing in the doorway. His blonde hair fell just above his eyes. I dropped back on the bed ignoring his question. He had always been a jock even now when our college didn't have a sports team he still put on that macho demeanor, "So did it?" he pressed I watched him move to his bedroom. I let out an annoyed grunt as I saw his image appear above me.
"You know it didn't. I don't know why you're asking."
"Just curious I guess." He laughed before shaking his hair about. I could feel small drips of water land on my white button-down I had chosen to wear on my date. Remembering my tie I loosened the knot freeing my throat from constriction "Did you use the technique I showed you?"
"Of course, I did. He just wasn't having it." I said finally lifting myself back up. This conversation was getting on my nerves and this formalwear had to go. I had blue balls and only a hot shower and some time alone would solve that.
"That's weird he always loved it when I did it." Jonathan laughed and moved across the room to his closet. Lifting the towel, exposing his firm ass he wrapped the towel around his scalp and ran it through his hair trying to get rid of the last bit of dampness.
"Can you stop bringing up the fact you dated my boyfriend," I said standing up. Jonathan reached into the closet and pulled out a pair of blue pants with small checks all over the length. My eyes moved down to his tight backside. I couldn't help but notice the length of his dick swaying between his thighs. I blushed and looked away.
"Hey don't get mad at me because you didn't get any!" He laughed turning around and throwing the towel and pants to the bed. He had no shame and a quick temper. It had been like that since High School. I kept my eyes fixed on a large poster of some famous rockstar next to his closet. Jonathan still had his post-high school built body that would bring me to my knees, literally. But he didn't need to know that.
"How long did it take you?" I asked feeling myself move back towards the door to the bathroom and my escape. That was when he turned to face me.
Ever so quickly my eyes landed on the massive cock between his legs. The veiny length rested in the tufted of dirty blonde pubes. Resting at a solid seven inches soft, the beercan thick dick bounced with the sway of his body.
