Tommy Has A Great Dick
Tommy bounces over here this morning in his trackie pants and hoodie. He has that smooth, unblemished Italian-just-flowered-into-a-man thing going on really strongly now.
My mate Gordon has always said, “You have to catch Italian men between 18 and 18 ¼.”
“Hi,” I say. It is always nice to see Tommy.
“Hi.” Tommy is smiling.
“I’m just making coffee (when aren’t I just making coffee) do you want one?”
“Sure.”
We head down the hallway to the kitchen.
“I really need a trim…”
I turn back to face him. He has pulled down the front of his tracksuit pants to his thighs and his big, beautiful, hardening cock is pivoting around on is base in midair in front of him. “What do you reckon?”
“Sure,” I say. A bit taken a back at Tommy’s uninhibited display, but kind of chuffed with it, all at the same time.
“Can I borrow your clippers?”
Tommy has the most beautiful cock. It is a veiny anaconda, so thick around your feel you can hardly wrap your hand completely around it.
He can barely keep it hidden when he gets hard. It's just a beautiful monster. Thick, all the way along, the same width at the base as it is at the tip. It has a blunt, square end. His foreskin fits over his knob so beautifully. It is thick, it is long, it bends slightly up when it is hard. It feels like it is made of Kevlar when you wrap your hand around it.
It should be photographed and put on display as a thing of beauty for all to admire.
“Sure, you can,” I reply.
My mate Gordon has always said, “You have to catch Italian men between 18 and 18 ¼.”
“Hi,” I say. It is always nice to see Tommy.
“Hi.” Tommy is smiling.
“I’m just making coffee (when aren’t I just making coffee) do you want one?”
“Sure.”
We head down the hallway to the kitchen.
“I really need a trim…”
I turn back to face him. He has pulled down the front of his tracksuit pants to his thighs and his big, beautiful, hardening cock is pivoting around on is base in midair in front of him. “What do you reckon?”
“Sure,” I say. A bit taken a back at Tommy’s uninhibited display, but kind of chuffed with it, all at the same time.
“Can I borrow your clippers?”
Tommy has the most beautiful cock. It is a veiny anaconda, so thick around your feel you can hardly wrap your hand completely around it.
He can barely keep it hidden when he gets hard. It's just a beautiful monster. Thick, all the way along, the same width at the base as it is at the tip. It has a blunt, square end. His foreskin fits over his knob so beautifully. It is thick, it is long, it bends slightly up when it is hard. It feels like it is made of Kevlar when you wrap your hand around it.
It should be photographed and put on display as a thing of beauty for all to admire.
“Sure, you can,” I reply.
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