#bro stuff

What kind of flower does one bro give another bro?

A brododendron.

“Fuck, bro… look how big we’re getting…” Ian moaned, men-spreading on the sofa with his swollen boner pointing at the ceiling.

“I know, right, dude? So fucking thick…” George added, his cock chubbing up looking down at his best friend in his naked glory.

“And long, bro…”

“So swole…”

“Go get a ruler, bro. Gotta know how big it is now.”

“Fuck yeah…” George nodded, starting his own boner as he walked toward his room across their shared apartment.

Meanwhile, Ian wrapped his hand around the girthy erection between his legs, spreading them further as a his fuckstick throbbed harder. He stroked his manhood slowly, lovingly as he waited for his best friend. With his left hand, he reached for the small bottle of poppers on the coffee table next to the sofa. He was already so large, his hand having a hard time wrapping his boner completely, but it felt so good. What would a bit more size do?

Ian uncapped the popper bottle, the strong musk elevating in the air already, making his big cock twitch and ooze some precum in anticipation. The man brought the bottle close to his nose and took in a deep sniff.

“Uhhh huh huh huh… awww yeahh…” He moaned as he pulled the bottle away, not capping it yet.

The strokes on his dick grew quicker as the shaft pulsed, throbbed. Ian’s fingers pulled apart very slightly, just enough so that his thumb didn’t reach his other fingers anymore around the massive erection. The man gasped, feeling as if his erection had an erection of its own, filling his brain with bliss and pleasure.

“Fuck, dude. You took some more?” George smirked as he reenter the living room, watching his friend basking in pleasure, watching the big erection throbbing even bigger in his friend’s grasp.

“Fuck yeah, bro… Feels so fuckin’ good…” Ian moaned as he offered the uncapped bottle to his roommate. “Go ahead, bro. Take another sniff.”

George happily obliged. After putting the cap on the bottle and putting it away, he brought the ruler next to his own prick, idly stroking it with his other hand. He shivered in pleasure as he watched his boner grow further next to the ruler, watching the nine incher throb further. The head reach past nine inches, closing in on ten, then pushing just a little bit longer.

“Fuck yeah, bro.” Ian cheered. “Gimme that, too.”

Taking the ruler for himself, Ian watched his own eleven boner throb in excitement next to the object.

“Fuckin’ A, dude… You’re almost a footlong.” George commented as he stroked himself faster, more precum oozing out as his balls very slightly increased along with his dick.

“It’s so fuckin’ thick, bro…” Ian groaned as he forced himself to stop stroking for a moment, bringing the ruler to base to see the width of his member. “Three fuckin’ inches wide, bro. That gotta be… huh… how do you… calculate the circum-… the circle again, bro?”

“Dunno, dude. You’re the one in maths.” George chuckled, barely taking notice he was oozing over his friend’s thigh by now.

“Dun remember, bro… Fuck… can’t think clearly with that big fuckstick, bro… just feels so fuckin’ good.”

“Damn right, dude…”

“Y’know what, bro?”

“Yeah, dude?”

“I bet making it a footlong would feel even better, bro.” Ian stroked faster at that thought.

“Fuck, I bet, dude. Do you think you’ll still be able to talk shit with that big of a boner, dude? You look slower.”

“Let’s find out bro!” Ian grinned as he grabbed onto the popper bottle.