Approximately three months prior, I received an invitation to attend a close friend's birthday celebration. It was just a get-together with the regular dudes, nothing special. One of us asked him what he wanted for Christmas, and he jokingly said, "Could you get me a bigger dick dude?" We all just chuckled, but something occurred to me.
Since I have a lot of resources, I thought it would be humorous to get one of those kits that lets you "clone your dick to a dildo" and make him a replica of my monster as a joke. Since our friend group has always been known for its outrageous banter, I felt that this would be the ideal reaction.
In order to make sure there would be enough silicone for all of my cock, I got one of the sets in my skintone. I felt this would really make the joke funny, so I even got an add-on that turned the Dildo into a vibrator. With the exception of being all one color, I was rather pleased with the outcome, which truly looked almost identical.
After arriving to the celebration, I presented him the gift. You couldn't tell what it was because I had wrapped the dildo in one of those boxes that contain champagne before wrapping. When they were all there, I urged him to open the present. I persuaded him to open it even though when he first saw the box he thought it was simply champagne. People started giggling uncontrollably as soon as they saw it. People really lost it when I explained everything and instructed him to turn on the small, vibrating button at the bottom. I also noticed that my pal was blushing a little.
One of my pals commented, "Bro, there's no way you're packing a monster like that!" after taking a few drinks. "Allow me three minutes, and I'll demonstrate it!" Along with the group's laughter, I told him. I made sure I had a big hard on before heading to the bathroom to get undressed. After that, I returned to the guys and entertained them with a short performance, demonstrating my size by placing the dildo next to my. Like a hypnotist, I swung my hefty balls while waving my cock in different directions. Although the guys were giggling at how ridiculous everything was, I saw that our birthday boy was staring at my clothes came back on, and the evening continued as usual until everyone left for their homes.
I don't really think about it for a while, but last week I received a text from a friend asking if we could talk soon. We decided to get together the next day at his house.
He was acting really differently when I got there—he was more reserved and silent than normal. When I asked him what was wrong, he opened up to me with a lengthy confession. He told me that while the present astonished him, my little exhibition also strangely turned him on. He had been attempting to suppress his curiosity for a week when he finally gave in and tried the dildo. He informed me that the first time he orgasmed on it, it felt like something he had never experienced before, after weeks of practicing. Then he explained that he had brought me along because he was eager to experience the real deal.
At first, I was really astonished, but after giving it some thought, I agreed. I told him to take off his clothes and get my cock. I noticed that my previous perception of him had changed as he undressed. In addition to being very short and having a tiny dick, he had a pretty face and a nice round ass for a guy. This whole thing was beginning to stir me on pretty good.
His eyes widened as my softie flopped out and he zipped down my jeans and ripped them off. I could see how pleased he was to feel me grow in his hands as he began to play with it. At some point, he put me in his mouth. He clearly had no idea what he was doing, but I still managed to move his head up and down my big shaft. I also attempted to get inside his throat, but I soon recognized that he required additional instruction to avoid gag reflex. I let him kiss my heavy balls for a while before deciding to give in to his requests. After teasing his hole with my tip, I leaned him over his bed and Taking a bite, I slipped in the head, feeling his groan and my own breathing become more rapid. I began pushing into him, each thrust feeling like it allowed me go closer to his ass. I eventually became more aggressive, moving quicker and deeper while making sure he felt every inch, that I was extending him, that I was taking him for mine. He finally reached a breaking point, and I could feel his muscles tighten as he arrived. It was great to see his adorable face in such a trance, and I ultimately got up close as well. I asked him where he wanted it and told him I was going to cum shortly. He didn't have time to respond, though, because I was already on my way and making sure to paint his insides as deeply as possible while feeling my balls smack into him.
As I pulled out, the reality of the situation dawned on both of us as soon as I started to drive away. We decided to have more "chats" going forward and to never bring it up with our friend circle.