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What’s the name of the guy?

Z: You wanna Google to see if his ass is better than yours?

I chuckle quietly.

Me:

Something like that.

Z:

Okay I’ll tell you but I gotta warn you… he has a really big dick. Like monstrously big.

Me:

Why are you warning me? I’m not the one being fucked by him this weekend.

Z:

I just didn’t want you to feel self-conscious or anything

I laugh out loud at this.

Me:

Well, that’s very considerate of you. Consider me warned.

Z:

Cole Sanders

I navigate out of the chat and pull up my browser and type in his name. I have to scroll past a few LinkedIn profiles to get to something that looks like a link to a porn site. I click on it. The guy has a large, muscled body covered in dark hair and tattoos. When he turns so that his whole front is visible to the camera, I almost choke at the size of his penis: it’s frighteningly large. Imposing even soft. That is going to be inside Asher? A surge of desire shoots through me as I imagine it being pushed inside his small, perfect hole. His eyes closed in bliss, the sounds falling from his lips. It’s the sexiest thing I can imagine.

Soon, a smaller blonde joins Cole Sanders in the shower, and the spell is broken. I go back to our chat.

Me:

He’s going to wreck you, darling.

Z:

Hopefully

Me:

You’re going to look beautiful being stretched on his cock, I wish I could watch.

It’s a longer wait until his reply comes in.

Z:

You’ll be able to soon ,)

OR, you could come to Jersey with me and watch it live. I know Cole wouldn’t mind – he’s down for shit like that.

I laugh at the absurdity of it.

Me: