We had worked towards this moment for nearly six years and we were both so overcome with the sheer joy of finally achieving the ultimate sexual goal of our lives that we just collapsed on the bed, with Brian’s mammoth organ pulsating over and over again and pumping load after load of his love juices deep into my bowels. “Larry”, as we’ll call him here, had a pretty small cock, at 4 and a half inches, and not much thicker than his thumb and he was very gentle and loving with me, so I felt little pain when he finally entered me after a long period of foreplay. By the time I was 14, I was taking 8-inch cocks with ease and by the time I was 16 anything was possible, except for Brian’s.
