I was intrigued. Brock’s body language indicated he seemed excited about his idea. I said, “Oh yeah, what’s your plan?”

Brock rubbed his hands together. He definitely felt good about whatever it was that he was going to say. “To do exactly what happened with us.” He leaned back, clearly proud of himself.

I was a bit lost and I think my face showed it. I said, “Uh, what now? Like you’re gonna knock on the door and somehow Liv will just want to have sex with you?”

Brock gasped and then laughed heartily. He slapped my knee and then said, “No you idiot. Think about it. What started all of what happened today?”

I thought for a second and then said, “My secret desire to see a big cock.”

Brock threw his hands up. “Okay, sure. But fast forward a bit. Let’s assume Liv does have at least some desire for more. So…”

I cut him off, “Oh right, seeing your bulge in your swimsuit.” Things started to click in my brain, but there were still pieces I couldn’t figure out right away. I followed up, “So, we need Liv to clearly see your bulge.”

Brock smiled and nodded his head. I continued, “And then that could lead to some kind of conversation. I see. That makes sense because I would imagine Liv will be intrigued but incredibly bashful about it. I don’t think she’d want to openly talk about it. But maybe in the right context, she would feel safe enough to reveal her curiosities.”

“Exactly,” Brock said, “Maybe the best case scenario is that Liv feels comfortable enough to bring it up with Erin.”

“What if we sent them out on a girl’s date, a day on the town?”

Brock seemed satisfied. “Yes, exactly, maybe we could suggest they go sit out at a patio at one of the local bars and enjoy some sunshine.”

I felt confident this plan would work. Brock’s dick is so notable that Liv will want to talk about it. Who better to discuss it with than Erin, the one person who gets to see it and experience on the regular. This was great, and my excitement was building. But then I doubted what would happen after their conversation, so I asked Brock, “Then what? What happens next in your plan?”

It was clear Brock still had more to his plan because he quickly spoke up, “Think about it. The girls go and have a couple of drinks. They start talking, specifically, they start talking about my big cock. You can imagine that’s going to be a very revealing conversation for Liv. She’s going to share desires she’s probably never shared with anyone before. And the best part is that Erin will be able to fully indulge these fantasies with real life evidence. If this goes as I think it will, Liv will come back from this conversation changed.”

I said, “I see. Well, sort of. What do you mean changed?”

“Well, Liv’s eyes are going to be opened in a way of speaking. Her curiosities will be confirmed. And knowing Erin, she’ll spare no expense on the details. Like I said, the woman loves my cock. You guys now have that in common.” Brock winked, and I reached over and tugged at his shorts. He playfully batted at my hand. “Not now, Mr. Eager. Hey, do we know how long Liv is going to be out? I think it’s best if I’m out of here by then.”

“Good thinking. Let me text her.” I reached over and got my phone off of the end table. Brock went to the bathroom. She thankfully responded quickly. A minute later Brock walked back with his cock was hanging over his shorts, dick head wet with urine. I looked up and made a strange face, to which Brock laughed.

Brock asked, “Did she respond?”

I regained focus, “Oh, um, yes she did. She said they just finished up at the library and are heading to the park. We’ve got plenty of time.”

By the time I finished my thought, Brock was right in front of me. His cock lazily sagged over his shorts. He had a very noticeable vein running along the top of his shaft.

For a moment, he just stood in front of me and let me admire him in all of his glory. I was already salivating, and I could feel my heart rate quickly picking up. He lightly grabbed my chin and pulled my gaze up to his eyes. In a soft voice he said, “Sounds like we have time for you to enjoy my cock again.”

I gulped. I still couldn’t believe this was my new reality. It’s not often you have a dream of something and then it just magically appears in your living room, but here was Brock standing in front of me with his 6-inch soft cock hanging right in my face. I said, “Are you sure? You have it in you to go a third time?”

Brock’s mouth widened into a smile, and he bent down, down, and gave me a short but satisfying kiss. As he backed out of the kiss he said, “Are you fucking kidding me, Brian? I could have you suck my cock all day long and still be ready for more.”

He stood back up straight and grabbed the back of my head, and shoved my face into his crotch. He swiveled his hips and rubbed his cock from one side of my face to the other. I looked up at him and he grabbed the base of his cock and lightly tapped it against my cheek. He pulled his foreskin back and rubbed his dick head across my face, crossing over the bridge of my nose. Every time his cock touched me I felt a surge of electricity. The weight of his cock on my face was exhilarating. I tugged my shorts down and lifted my cock out of its fabric cage. I started to stroke.

His dick head rubbed back and forth on my lips and then I opened up and he plunged himself in.

Something was different this time. Brock seemed in control. He grabbed the top of my hair and, with command, started to rock my head back and forth. With intensifying force, he moved his hips back and forth. His cock quickly hit the back of my throat, except this time Brock didn’t stop there. With each thrust, he pushed harder. To help me not gag, he almost completely pulled out of my mouth on each backstroke. Brock’s intensity picked up and then with full force he shoved his cock all the way in. I thought his dick couldn’t go any further into me but I was wrong. I have no idea how it fit into my throat, but somehow my body knew how to accommodate him. His cock was completely engulfed in my mouth and my nose was buried into his happy trail. He held me there for a bit, and then right at the perfect moment, before I gagged, he pulled out. As he did, I coughed and his cock released from my mouth, covered in a mixture of my saliva and his precum. A long strand of our lustful concoction hung from his cock to my mouth. As he backed away, it split and fell onto my chin and his balls.

Brock was in pure ecstasy and said, “Shit Brian, that’s a first for me. Erin is a great cocksucker but she’s never managed to take all of me in. Sorry if I caught you off guard there. Are you okay?”

I whipped my chin off with my hand and then lapped up what was on my hand. I swallowed and, with a look of desir,e said, “I want you in my throat. Again. Now.”

Brock loved the invitation and didn’t hesitate to take action. Without saying anything his cock plunged back into my mouth. Within a few thrusts his cock was once again fully lodged in my throaty. He held my head, but this time we went a few seconds longer. Brock’s head rocked back, and he let out a primitive groan. His body convulsed in pleasure. He pulled out and in all of his quivering said, “Fuck Brian. I could get used to this. I don’t know if I can last much longer doing this. It’s too hot. I’m about to blow my load.”

I said, “I want to taste every drop this time.”

He looked a bit shocked and said, “You sure? You didn’t even last through half of my shots last time.”

I grabbed the back of his upper thigh and said, “I can do it. I want it all.”

His cock was hanging in front of my face. I pushed his hip to move him towards the couch. He sat down and his cock stood straight up out of his lap. Saliva and cum still covered his shaft and balls. I got down in front of him and went to work on him. I licked his inner thighs and then started with his balls. There was a loud sound of slurping as I lapped up the mess on his scrotum. As I played with his balls in my mouth, I grabbed his shaft and started to stroke. His cock was rigid and heavy. As his breathing picked up I felt his body start to tense up. He was about to let loose.

I slid the tip of his cock into my mouth and stroked his shaft back and forth, tightly gripping with my fingers. Within seconds, his body completely locked up, and he started to squeal in bliss. His cock throbbed in my hand and the first blast of cum shot out into my mouth. This time I was ready. As he unloaded, I swallowed, ready for the next shot. My mouth filled with his creamy goodness, emptied down my throat, and then filled again with the next shot. This continued several times.

Brock’s body relaxed, and his arms hit the couch. His head rolled to the side, and he stared at me, satisfaction written across his face. “You beautiful cocksucker. I shouldn’t have doubted you.”

I stood over him, my cock still throbbing. Brock said, “Shoot your load on me. I want to feel your warmth. And I want you to lick it off me.”

I grabbed my cock and immediately started to jerk at a fast pace. It didn’t take long before I reached climax. I leaned forward and pointed my dick at his chest. I shot cum all over his torso and watched as it mixed with his chest hair. He reach both hands around to my ass and pulled me forward. He buried my cock into his mouth and sucked my dick dry of all cum.

Then he released and motioned to his chest. I dove headfirst at him and licked his torso. My cum was different than his but equally as satisfying to taste. I devoured my cum off of Brock. I sucked up the last glob of cum on his right peck and moved into a kiss. I pushed my cum into his mouth and our tongues danced in the heat of my semen. We parted, and he swallowed. He said, “You taste good.”

I fell onto the couch next to him and said, “You’re right. I do.” We both laughed.

“I can’t believe how today has progressed. Having a big cock, I’ve had some pretty vivid daydreams of different hot scenarios with strangers… but this has been beyond anything I could have ever imagined,” Brock said, his cock now completely flaccid and laying across his thigh. It was incredible how big his was even when soft. 6 inches and thick, it was more impressive than most men when erect. His dick had fucked my mouth 3 times today and it still looked just as poised for another round.

I kept eyeing his cock and said, “You are incredible, Brock. Thank you for today.”

We let the moment linger. Today was a shocking yet happy surprise for both of us. I think we both wished we could go on pleasuring each other all through the night, but we knew that more needed to be discussed and Brock needed to vacate the house soon. Also, the smell of sex hung in the living room, and I would need to take care of that before Liv and the girls returned.

I cut to the chase, “Okay, let’s round out this plan so you can head out. So, the girls go tell all at the bar, come back to us, and then what?”

With a renewed focus, Brock sat up and said, “Yes, they’ll come back, and I bet both will be eager to talk with us separately. I’d bet a $1,000 that each of our wives will want to discuss their bar conversation that same night.” Brock itched his cock and I watched it as it nudged back and forth as he scratched. My eyes lifted. He let out a little chuckle and continued, “Anyways, once Liv opens up that conversation with you, then it’ll be yours to guide. You will of course pretend to know nothing but as she shares, you can egg her on as it becomes clear she has an interest in my big cock. You should use that kind of language, too. Without going overboard, you should agree and talk up how intriguing my big, veiny cock is.”

The conversation was getting me excited again, but I needed to maintain composure. “I’m following. So, I’ll play stupid but also fan the flame of her intrigue.”

He nodded and said, “Exactly. My guess is that the conversation will get her riled up. That could be a window for you two to have sex.” He saw my reaction and knew he was right. “Then, while having sex, my guess is that my big cock will be a part of the role play.”

“Yes. And that may open some doors for us to tease the idea of her getting to see your cock.”

Brock grinned, “If we can get to the point where she wants to see this,” he pointed at his huge member laying on his thigh, “then I think she’ll follow a similar path as you.”

The plan was simple but effective. We just had to ease Liv down the path of curiosity. Each step will naturally lead to the next and before she knows it, she’s getting the ride of her life on Brock’s giant dick. The idea tickled my brain and excitement shot down my body. My cock twitched. There was one question that remained in my mind, “What about Erin, do you think she’ll play along?”

Brock adjusted his position and his cock fell in between his legs. “While a good question, I don’t think we need to worry about it. Remember that in this plan, when you talk to Liv that night, I will also talk with Erin.” Brock paused and looked down at his relaxed penis. He grabbed it and started to play with it in his hands. He rolled it around and said, “Erin will have shared a lot of details with Liv at the bar. And I bet Erin catches on to Liv’s interest. She won’t be able to hide it. That’s going to cause Erin to wonder. That curiosity Erin feels will be my door to share the plan of fucking Liv. I am confident she’ll think it’s a good idea by that point.”

My eyes were glued to his cock as he spoke. I couldn’t help but watch as he toyed with himself. Even in my transfixed state I heard what he said and responded, “But what if she doesn’t like the idea of you sleeping with another woman?”

Brock said, “Bud, you’re just gonna have to trust me on this one. She will. Don’t worry.”

While I didn’t quite understand his somewhat baseless claim, he really did seem sure of what he said and I didn’t see any point in pushing him further on the subject. I said, “Okay, sounds good. And we’ve got time here. If we need to get back together to…” I lingered on this thought as my mind betrayed me. I collected my thoughts again and said what I meant to say: “Discuss our plans again or make adjustments if something comes up, we can totally do that.”

Brock grinned at me and with his cock still in his hand said, “That’s right, and you know you’re going to want seconds on this.” His eyes shifted to the anaconda lying in wait in his hand.

“And thirds, and fourths, and fifths,” I looked up at him, and a burning desire overcame me. I leaned over, gave him a quick kiss, and bent over him. I leaned down to his crotch and took his cock from his hand to mine. I rolled his foreskin back and rolled my tongue around his head. Brock twitched a little in his seat from the sudden surge of sexual desire. I then lightly pecked the tip of his cock with a tiny kiss and sat back up, letting his cock fall back to the couch with a thump.

Brock shuddered a little and said, “Damn, Brian, I thought you were about to go for a fourth right here, right now.”

I said, “While I would love to have your cock in my mouth right now, it’s probably best we wrap this up and you get back to your house.”

“Good call.” Brock stood up, and we both started to gather our clothes and redress. Now that I knew the fine details of his cock, it was all I could think about when I looked at him. I could perfectly imagine it hanging between his legs in his shorts. It was better than any dick I’d ever seen in porn. How could this be real life?

Brock walked to the door and as he grabbed the handle, he turned around and said, “Okay, first step in our plan is for Liv to see my bulge. I have an idea in mind that I need to check on. I’ll text you when I get the details confirmed.” Brock leaned in for a kiss. While I wanted to stand there and make out with him, we were too exposed by the windows in and around the door. Our kiss was quick.

As he opened the door, I said, “Awesome. I’ll be waiting for that confirmation.” I paused and then said, “Brock, I can’t wait for Liv to experience your cock.”

“Me neither, friend, me neither.” And with that, he walked out and closed the door.

I stood with my back against the door. I let out a sigh as my body let go of a lot of pent-up energy. This was by far the wildest, most unforeseen, quite possibly most exhilarating day of my life. I thought about the coming days, and all I could think about was seeing Liv getting rammed by Brock’s 9-inch monster. She was going to love it, I just knew it. But there were many steps between now and that point, and I needed to keep my eyes on the prize by letting each step of the plan happen as it needed to.