The sun’s pale yellow light spilled into my bedroom like liquid gold – illuminating the chiseled features of my new neighbor. His athletic frame was draped in jeans that clung to his body like a glove, while the ribbed tank top revealed his broad, muscular chest. His presence filled the room with an electric intensity that set my entire body ablaze with sensual desire. His skin was a deep caramel and his lips were slightly parted, as if inviting me to explore his deep, wet mouth. I could feel my heart racing as I absorbed his powerful, masculine energy.
I knew that size mattered, but I didn’t know just how much until that moment. Everything about his physique was larger than life, from his perfect cheeks to his strong biceps to the way his body moved with a primal animalistic grace. His sheer physical presence promised hours of pleasure and passionate exploration of my deepest desires.
As I looked up at his handsome face, I felt butterflies fluttering in my stomach with anticipation. Size mattered, and my new neighbor and I were about to explore just how powerful that truth could be.
Table of Contents
- 1. My Buddies’ Thick Cocks: Adding More to the Action
- 2. Experiences Across the Street Filled with Pleasure and Penises
- 3. Getting to Know the Big Dicks of the Neighbourhood
- 4. Exploring the Curves and Girths that Matter Most for Passionate Fun
- The Conclusion
1. My Buddies’ Thick Cocks: Adding More to the Action
One: There I was in the middle of the night, lying naked on my bed, listening to the muffled groans of two of my buddies down the hall. I knew what they were doing, and I was already starting to grow hard. All I could think of was my longing for thickness. As I pictured their overlapping bodies entwined, I imagined what it would be like to join them.
Two: I grabbed my lube off the bedside table and imagined the intense pleasure I would feel if I were their+ third. I imagined the two of them moving together, their cocks melding into each other just like their mouths. I fantasized about feeling their lengthy, thick members against my skin, the smooth, firm and bulging cocks rubbing against one another as they moved. It was torture and ecstasy all at once. I wanted the intensity, the pleasure, of two thick cocks together more than anything. And yet, just that night, it would remain my fantasy.
2. Experiences Across the Street Filled with Pleasure and Penises
I had always been fascinated by what must be inside that house across the street. The muscly, handsome guys that lived there were both my age, exactly seven years older than me. Dave was the brunette with a well-defined jawline and Nick was the blonde with an impish grin. It was only two weeks after we had stifled the wariness between us that we all finally allowed ourselves to formerly introduce.
And though we had become decent enough of friends, it was only after I complained about my dilapidated bedframe that the penny finally dropped between us. Nick’s face illuminated into a wide grin and he tugged Dave across the street, wasting no time in hurling this fact my way: they wanted me to join them for a night of pleasure. Nerves and heat prickled my skin as I followed them, all the while devouring every piece of muscle under their tight t-shirts.
We were all undressed in an instant, our hands freely caressing our bodies as we each took our turns suckling on the other’s length. Dave’s thick member had taken precedence, his hands guiding my mouth while Nick waited patiently to join us. He moved in between my legs, and as he did my tightness wrapped around his hard length. Though I had done it dozens of times before, there was something about what we were sharing that night that made it infinitely better. As Nick’s hips moved in a simmering rhythm, I became aware of a tight pleasure deep within me.
In a few swift strokes I closed my eyes tightly and an ocean of pleasure exploded over me. Dave had soon joined us before the night ended and the pleasure we all shared was unforgettable. As Dave seemed to relish his pleasure in my ear, Nick and I were so locked in an embrace that words had become superfluous.
Size always matters and my buddies across the street had taught me just that.
3. Getting to Know the Big Dicks of the Neighbourhood
The guys on the top floor were known for their big dicks. Not so much in length, but definitely in girth. It sure satisfied my other craving. That sweet thickening, my undiscerning boyish wanting.
That was the first night we had met. The neighbors had come down from the top floor, looking for something to help create a bet. My curiosity was piqued and my mind was already smitten.
- We played a game of cards
- Clothes were removed piece by piece
- The air was heavy with lust
- Our members hung heavy and enormous
- The intensity of the moment was unspoken
His companion’s skill was nothing new to me, I already knew his leaps and curves, deeply. Every stroke and every thrust was a sensation that thrilled me, as he pumped it in and out with his hands on my hips and his eyes never leaving mine. I could never get enough of the heat radiating from that big dick. It was an explosion that left both me and him breathless. Each thrust like a symphony of pleasure taking us to a new level. My whole world was spinning as we moaned towards the pillow and what seemed like the greatest climax of both of our lives.
4. Exploring the Curves and Girths that Matter Most for Passionate Fun
Approach It Like a Stalk in the Jungle
Nothing beats the thrill of exploring the unfamiliar and discovering the pleasure that lies in the curves and girths of the newest buddy you have nearby. Scouting out the possible route to satisfaction that he offers, one might take into consideration every element of him that you can find and the potential experiences that come with it. Taking the time to smell the flowers and see the scenery that is your sexual partner.
Feeling out the individual terrain of his body, lifting and touching any body part that looks available, the experiences that this creates can be sublime. From exploring the hardness of a man’s chest and the power of his pectorals to the wonder of softness of his manly thighs and the strong arch of his feet, the quest for pleasure will continue — without ever even having to go near his penis. Examining the various craftsmanship that builds his body, that wild and daring sensation that comes with touching his nipples and down to his triceps, provides a sense of pleasure with just the feeling of his skin.
The Glorious Reality of Endowment
Embarking deeper towards his full promise of pleasure, one will be rewarded with the glorious reality of his endowment that rages with anticipation. More often than not, size maters and his beach body will shower you with the gifts that lie beyond the depths of his swimsuit. His member will tremble and shake at the thought of being touched, while his asshole thrums for passionate and tender attention.
One can never be too sure of the peak of his challenge and its Rocketship potential, as sometimes the graphics can be misleading. But, with the proper and diligent novice mindset, the surprise sensation of his girth and its length comes with joyous and blissful pleasure. The trick is to be patient and enjoy the ride. Pay careful attention to his facial expression when it finally comes time to experience the enjoyment of his manly fruit. Going further still there is the surprise of the ever prized fulfilling glorious embrace of his tight hole and the big bang that his gaping love hole has to offer. One might even find that his pleasure would ignite an even greater intensity of passion and an understanding of what it takes to make an unforgettable night. Make sure to get enough truth and understanding as each pleasure moment that is unearthed becomes a cherished memory in its own right.
The Conclusion
As I lay back and ease into the last of the memory, my entire body is engulfed in a warm tingling bliss. I am reminded of the pleasure to be had in the human form, to find such affinity in someone so closely connected, that the physicality between us can produce such deep and potent fulfillment. As I drift off, I smile to myself and bask in this fierce yet gentle reminder of the power of sexuality, and of the satisfaction that comes in knowing that size most certainly does matter when a buddy is so very close by.