He aimed a half-grin at me. “C'mon.”
I laughed. “Okay, okay. Let's see.” I was pretty sure from all the times we'd talked, and almost gotten affectionate with each other, I knew at least where to start. “First—cocks like yours. Only,” I added, eying him appraisingly, “bigger.”
He smiled, a little chagrinned. “I can't help it,” he said. “I'm a total size queen for guys like you.” My cocks twitched as he glanced down at them. I could feel them rubbing my knees, tingling, wanting to get hard.
“I know,” I said. “I know what turns you on, remember?”
Bryan didn't reply—he was staring at the outline of my thick, heavy cocks in my loose trousers. It was amazing we'd found each other. And yet kind of inevitable.
I knew exactly what he whacked his monsters off too, so the only question now was how to tease him with it. “Tall,” I said. “Like 7 feet, all lanky with extra abs.”
He grinned up at me in amazement. “You knew about the 12-pack abs?”
“I thought it was 10!” I laughed.
“C'mon, silly, my fantasy wouldn't be much of a fantasy if he looked exactly like you,” he said, rubbing my ten-pack playfully through my custom-made tee shirt.
“Fair enough,” I laughed. “What else?”
He glanced at my arms, his eyes shining. I grinned and pulled them up into a beefy double-bi. “I know you want four of these babies.”
“They just look so good on you,” he said, clearly aroused. His cocks were swelling up and growing down his pants legs, and I realized mine were too. I suddenly remembered we were in a museum. And shit! Robbie Larsen from the swim team was standing in the doorway to the alcove we were in, watching us! He was turned on too—he was rubbing his chest without even realizing it.
“We gotta be someplace private,” I said.
“Good thing we are,” Bryan said, climbing onto my bed with me.
“We also gotta be naked.” I said, grinning widely at him.
“How much more naked could we be?” Bryan said, reaching out to caress one of the bone-hard cocks sticking straight up from my groin. I wrapped all my arms around him and leaned down to lick his gorgeous neck. As he moaned I said in his ear, “I'm going to fuck you like I've never fucked you before.”
He smiled and moved my face around for a kiss as he caressed my musclebuff arms. “That's what you always say,” he said, kissing me hard, his tongue sliding into my mouth. It was my turn to moan.
“I love your tongue,” I said, my lips inches from his. “It's like you've got another big cock in there.”
“Exvactly wike,” Bryan said laughing, as usual having a little trouble talking around the thick boner sticking out of his mouth. “Good fing iss nod as big as de ovvers!”
“It's perfect,” I said. God that mouthcock was my favorite part of his impossibly hot bod. I could make out with him for hours. And had.
Our cocks drooled on our pecs as I moved in to kiss/suck him, but he put a hand to my lips and turned to say, “Wobbie, would you shud de dooh?”
I'd forgotten Robbie was here. There he was, naked in the doorway, his tall, buff swimmer's bod slightly damp with sweat, staring at us in awe. His average-sized cock was hard and pointing up at a 45 degree angle. He shut my bedroom door and leaned against it, never taking his eyes off us.
“Look how hard he is,” I said to Bryan. Bryan grinned beautifully at him around his mouthcock. “You must see plenty of ass in the locker room!” I told Robbie.
“Yeah,” he said, mesmerized, “but the guys on the team aren't as hot as you.” His cock twitched, but he seemed afraid to touch it.
“C'mon.” I said. “Don't you all have four arms like me?” I teased.
“Well yeah,” he said, grasping his front hands with his back hands. “But—”
“'But' what? Don't you all have muscle butts like ours too?” I winked.
“Yeah, of course,” he said, rubbing his awesome bubble butt self-consciously with all four hands. “But—” He was looking helplessly at our amazing cocks, and glancing down at his own.
“See, but I heard they use this weird, special kind of chlorine here that makes you grow bigger,” I said, “like a couple inches a year.”
“Whoa, that explains it!” said Robbie, straightening up into his familiar pose of leaning his shoulders against the ceiling, his head bent forward. He always said it was comfortable. “All the swim dudes keep getting taller, but I've been swimming at the high school pool since I was 5!”
I'd already guessed that that was why Robbie was at least a head taller than I was. “Right,” I said, soldiering through with my joke, “but doesn't it also work on cock?”
“Yeah, it must have,” Robbie mused. He was absently jacking his boner with his four big hands as if just realizing how huge it was—which was the length of his leg or more and the thickness all the way down of his luscious swimmer's thighs. He actually had to wear three-legged jeans because of that thing. And I thought I had a lot of equipment to deal with!
“So? You complaining? Your dick is twice as long as mine and as thick as a leg!” I laughed. “It's the biggest dick in the school!”
“Yeah, but…there's only one!” Robbie said with a crooked grin.
“Wook at that gock,” Bryan said in awe. I was now standing behind him, rubbing my boners along his back and getting precum on his shoulders, while rubbing his amazing torso with all four hands and pressing him close to me. “Iss like you god de wiss power afder all!”
“Naw,” I said. “Four-foot-long cock? Too big. If I had the wish power I'd be like, 'I wish Robbie had four foot-long cocks'!”
Bryan laughed. “You have a wish power, huh?” Robbie said, laughing as well, still leaning his shoulders against the ceiling as his four hands continued to fondle his four thick boners. “So how come you're wishing for stuff I already have?”
“Sorry, I meant to say, 'four two-foot boners',” I said with a smirk. Two of my big hands were copying Robbie and stroking Bryan's extra-wide cocks as I continued to hump his muscular back.
“Aw, c'mon, you guys too?” Robbie said, fondling his chest-high, ankle-thick boners. “Just because I'm so tall, nobody believes me when I say they're 24 inches.”
“I bewieve you,” Bryan said.
“C'mon, if we're gonna pretend you have a wish power … ”
I was really enjoying stroking Bryan's cocks, which were amazingly hard. “How about two heads so you can blow us double-dick studs properly?” Bryan's cocks surged in my hands—he liked the idea.
Robbie shook his heads at us. “I wish I knew where you learned to count,” said the left one.
“Maybe I don't believe it because you're not doing it yet,” I said snarkily.
“Yeah!” said Bryan, his cocks somehow even harder in my hands.
Two huge grins spread across Robbie's supercute faces. He knelt and wrapped his warm lips around Bryan's awesome cocks.