It had been a while since I last heard from my Vietnamese friend Don (the possessor of a very impressive schlong - you should check out some of my earlier stories about how I found out about it). I got an email out of the blue and he wanted to get back in touch. I dug out his old cell number and gave him a call - it still worked. We chit chatted about our careers and our love lives. He was still dating Jessica, but he was resisting the traditional Asian need for the #1 son to be married as long as he could. I had been through a divorce in the previous year and was slowly getting back into the dating pool. He was sad to hear that Heather and I had broken up, he always thought that she was a sweet lady.

Anyway, he asked if I wanted to come to his new home and visit he and Jessica. I thought what the heck. I asked if it would be OK for me to bring a co-worker of mine whom I was interested in named Becca. He thought that was a great idea and that we could get together the next weekend if Becca was up for it.

I spoke to her and told her about my old friend Don. She didn't have any conflicts and was interested in meeting any friend of mine so the "date" was on. Saturday morning arrived and I drove to her townhouse and picked Becca up. She looked very nice in her shorts and her halter top and sandals. Don had said it was going to be very casual.

When we arrived at Don's neighborhood, we were surprised to see it was a gated community. I phoned him and the gates swung open and we drove slowly to his home. The houses in the subdivision were all $500K - $2M in value I believed. Obviously, Don's self-owned tech company was doing pretty well. When we got to his house we were suitably impressed by its size and the lovely manicured lawn and the BMW sports car in front.

The door opened as we approached it and tiny Jessica waved at us and ushered us in. She was wearing ultra short cut-off jeans and a nearly backless halter top. She reached up and gave me a hug and shook Becca's hand. Don strode out in board shorts and a towel around his neck. He looked like he had just gotten through working out because his arms and legs bulged out with alarming vascular definition. "Hi Ronnie! It's about time you came to my crib. Is this the Becca you've been telling me about? She IS a foxy lady like you said." he winked as he shook my hand. My arm felt like spaghetti as he pumped it vigorously.

We went into the living room and sat on couches that faced each other across a long rectangular coffee table. We talked about the old times and he informed me his sisters were doing well. We started talking about this crazy hot Summer we were having and Don said it was enough to nearly keep him out of the neighborhood swimming pool...almost. Becca clicked her tongue and said "Man, I wish I had known you had a pool - I haven't been swimming in quite some time."

"Don, couldn't we escort Ronnie and Becca down to the pool? I wouldn't mind taking a dip myself". "Sure - that would be fun!" Don agreed.

"Well, we didn't bring any swimsuits and it is pretty hot." I said hesitantly.

"Don, couldn't he fit into your Grandpa's swim trunks - I know that Becca could use one of my suits - it might be a little small, but it will do the trick" Jessica smiled mischievously.

"I think you're right - c'mon Ronnie, let's see if you can fit my honorable Grandfather's trunks - you are heavier, but he is nearly your height. I think you'll just fit"

"Well, I don't know..."

"Oh please Ron, can't we swim - I really want to" asked Becca sweetly.

With a bit of grumbling, I let Don lead me to one of the guest rooms and he pulled open a drawer and dug out his Grandfather's trunks. He left to change in the Master Bedroom with Jessica. I looked dubiously at the garment in question. I shrugged and changed out of my clothes. I then stepped into the legs of the trunks and pulled them up. They grew very tight as they went up my thighs so I wiggled, jumped and pulled them up. Finally, they got past that obstacle and I was able to pull the cloth up under my gut. I looked in the mirror at the white and green trunks and didn't like what I saw.

They were those kind of trunks you see in the 1950's - sort of like "Granny panties" that go up nearly to your belly button. I turned around in front of a mirror and saw my cheeks sticking out more than I liked. I rotated and saw the straight line of cloth that stretched from my crouch to the lower row of fat below my belly button. The cloth was so tight. At the very front in the white section of cloth you could see 3 little lumps - my jutting nub of a soft dick and my little balls. I ran my thumbs under the seam of the legs to get a bit of loosening of the cloth to bag it up, but it didn't help much.

"Let's go!" yelled Don from the living room. I walked slowly to join the others. Jessica was wearing a swimsuit so small that it appeared to be triangular pasties on her breasts and mound and floss over her hips and down her ass. She had the body to pull it off! Becca had a bit more demure bikini on, but since it was Jessica's it was a bit small and there was a prominent camel toe working there for all to see. Don of course had his Speedos on and again I marveled at the engineering of the cloth that was strong enough to contain the tubesteak and tennis balls that he had to stuff into it.

We left the house and went to the pool. Don showed off by doing to a platform board and standing on his hands and launching himself off it with a push up style thrust which he then tucked and flipped into a perfect dive. Jessica dared not to jump in, here little (but full and tight) Asian voluptuousness prevented too vigorous stretching of her micro bikini. I jumped in from the side of the pull and Becca used the diving board to do a swan dive. We paddled about and talked and periodically got out to try some other jumps or shenanigans. Don got back out and got on the diving board and jumped up and down more than a few times before spring off. His package seemed to be a couple of seconds behind the perigee or apogee of each hop and I saw Becca's eyes widen and she muttered "Good Lord!" This caused Jessica to look up and laugh in appreciation.

I went under the water and opened my eyes to watch the scene above. I saw Becca and Jessica's limbs stroking the water as they stayed upright and talked. Suddenly I saw Don's body slicing between them with his bulge leaving a wake behind like a rudder! I came up for air just as Jessica decided to lunge towards the deep end of the pool and my head bumped into her ripe, pert breasts accidentally. She let out a yelp and Don and Becca asked what's wrong.

"I think Ronnie just felt me up!" she said with a laugh as I surfaced. I blinked mutely as Becca looked at me with surprise. "I didn't see her" I protested meekly.

Don swam next to me and pushed me to the shallower end. He stood up and then reached around my back and lifted me out of the water. "What are you doing messing with MY girl" he yelled playfully. He then hefted me several feet away and I made a huge splash. I stood up and said "Man - that's not cool!" Jessica continued to laugh until we all noticed that my grazing blow to her breasts had loosened her top and it was sitting above her jutting nipples instead of hiding them. We all laughed as she covered herself with her hands and ran out of the pool.

After that we decided to go back to Don's house to have some refreshments and relax. As we walked back, Don cupped Jessica's cheek with his hand and said "Girl, you like to show off dontcha?" She laughed and pointed down at his obscene bulge and said "Oh and you don't?!" Becca laughed and I joined in nervously as we held hands.

When we got back Jessica put some towels on one couch for us to sit on until we dried. They went to change into some other clothes and came back out. Jessica was wearing an alarmingly brief set of bright yellow shorts and a half shirt that showed a bit of underboob. Don had on one of those shower robes for guys that just covered his bottom half to his mid thigh. They poured us some vodka tonics and then sat on the other couch. Jessica sat on her knees and cradled Don's head on her shoulder and breast while he splayed out with his feet on the coffee table.

Don periodically leaned forward and poured more vodka tonics in our glasses and then back into the soft warm pillow of Jessica's bosom. Usually he'd shift and one would catch a movement of something under that terry cloth tunic as his cock settled over one ball or the other I supposed. "Oh shit, you saw my babe's sweet boobs today didn't you guys?" he laughed. "Yes, it was an accident wasn't it Becca?" I asked and she nodded mutely. Jessica lifted her right hand and started to trace around Don's nipple and his washboard abs. "Well, it was a very convenient accident for you Ronnie" she joked. Don shifted and the bulge under the tunic moved to the left. Becca cleared her throat and said "So how long...how long....how long have you guys been dating?"

Don arched his head back and moved his legs again and the bulge under the tunic now shifted right ponderously "How long is...how long has it been, honey?" Jessica's fingers moved down lower until they touched the top of the tunic and she said, "Oh it's been a long, LONG time baby - maybe 3 years". He shifted his weight and leaned the other way and the bulge shifted slowly back to the right. "Yeah, it's been at least 3 years. So how did you meet our Little Ronnie Becca?"

Becca's eyebrows arched as she mulled over Don calling me "our little Ronnie" especially since he was so short...in height. Don's muscles were bigger and something told her that other body parts might be bigger as well, but she was surprised at how casually they dismissed Ron...errr Ronnie. "Oh we met at work - Ron was so cute and he loved the cookies I brought in several times and told me they were great. He's been taking me to lunch and took me to a couple of movies as well."

Don and Jessica looked into each other's eyes and back at us. "Little Ronnie is cute - my sisters always thought so as well. Ronnie used to belong to a club my youngest sister ran on the internet. What was it called?"

"Ohh, I don't remember. We just chatted and stuff" I said.

"Yeah - you had to be something special to be a member of this little club of hers, don't you remember?"

"Well, it was mostly guys. I don't remember the specific requirements."

Don shifted his legs wider and pivoted to make his cock roll slowly back to the left. "Maybe I should call Kelli to jog my memory. What do you think Jess?"

She smirked "I think I remember Don. I know that you would never qualify to be a member of this little club of Kelli's...and Ronnie's. It was SPC or something like that."

"SPC? What's that stand for?" asked Becca. Don motioned for Becca to come over and join them on the couch. She started to walk over to sit by Becca, but she motioned for her to sit opposite of her across from Don. She got into a kneeling position as Jessica motioned to her to move her head closer to hers so she could whisper to her. Don smiled broadly as Becca's breast hovered just over his forehead.

Becca's eyes widened and she said "Really?!" in surprise. Jessica nodded, winked and pointed and said "There's your proof!"

Becca bent forward, squinted and gasped as she noticed my raging hard on in the tight swim trunks. My little nub had became diamond hard and I strained barely past 3 1/2" inches in the binding cloth. Her hand went up and she said "Oh my Lord!"

Don laid his head on Becca's soft breast and shifted his weight again. My head moved in perfect harmony with the tidal pool of his cock rolling back over his right ball. The girls and Don noticed my state and laughed uproariously. "Pretty hypnotic isn't it Ronnie?" Jessica giggled. "Watch this!"

Jessica bent over and started sucking Don's nipple and her hand slipped under his tunic. Suddenly the the bulge under his tunic started to fill out and lengthen and lift the terry cloth up. I noticed his ponderous testicles starting to appear and Becca's eyes widened as his 9 1/2" cock started to peer out from under the 8" tunic. Then the angle of the erection started to get higher and higher and the cloth slipped down until his hard on was standing almost parallel to his six pack.

Jessica rubbed his balls and lower shaft and looked at Jessica. "This is why Don could never be a member of the Small Penis Club like dear Little Ronnie over there."

"I...I...I..." began Becca. "Yes?" asked Jessica. "I..I want to touch that HUGE FUCKING COCK!" Becca blurted. "Be my guest - I'm sure Don and Little Ronnie don't mind."

Becca's hand grasped the cockflesh above Jessica's hand. Jessica then used her second hand to grab more above Becca. There was STILL more showing! Becca finally put her other hand on the flaring head and tried to close it around it, but her fingers were too small. "Good Lord! How can a little girl like you even fit this in you?" she asked Jessica incredulously. "Practice and yoga worked for me. I was going to ask the same about how you could even feel Little Ronnie?"

Becca looked down at my hard twig and snorted "I never had...and probably never will!"

With that, my cock started throbbing and I felt an intense release of pressure. The front of Grandpa's swimming trunks started displaying 3 or 4 wet spots and my eyes rolled back in my head. My hard on melted away leaving those three soft bumps that were displayed earlier.

"Ewww - I think he just came or maybe he tinkled his pants! It's so hard to tell, dontcha think?" asked Jessica. Becca nodded and giggled inwardly. Don shook his head, clucked his tongue and said "Now that's really sad. The boy ain't got enough jizz to knock up an ant!" All three of them laughed heartily at that.

"I...I wonder how much Don can cum?" asked Becca softly.

Jessica looked down and Don and he smiled and said, "You girls can help me do that. I just wish I hadn't blown 2 huge loads earlier today into Jessica - I might be nearly as dry as Little Ronnie now."

Becca looked at the slick clear pre-cum pooling up inside Don's foreskin and said "I don't think so." Jessica said "Let's take turns licking him until he blows!" Becca licked her lips and nodded assent.

I watched as both girls' tongues fluttered up and down Don's shaft and licked his burgeoning balls. Sticky stings of pre-cum stretched out to the girl's faces as they moved away from his mighty shaft before diving back in like hungry children eating a huge meat Popsicle. The pre-cum started to thicken and whiten and roll down slowly across his veiny shaft before Becca or Jessica gobble it up. They each used a hand to massage any flesh left exposed and their satisfied lip smacking was louder than my weak protests of "No...no...don't".

Finally Don said "It is accomplished!" and he pushed the girls away from his throbbing organ. His hand bent the shaft down and a huge spurt shot out over the coffee table and landed on my damp swim trunks. A second and a third did the same before he finally weakened and his last 7 spurts only coated the coffee table itself. The front of the swim trunks was drenched in manly spunk that had the consistency of a jelly like substance before it finally liquidated and soaked into the cloth. I'm sure that any sperm I had shot out earlier would have been eradicated by his more powerful blasts of semen.

Becca looked at Jessica and said "I think I want to hang out a bit longer with you guys." Jessica nodded and said "Ronnie, you can leave anytime you like. If you're tipsy you can sleep on the couch."

Don took off his tunic and wiped his shaft and balls clean. He then wiped the cum off the table and he threw the tunic over on top of my head. "Clean yourself up if you like Ronnie." I pulled the smelly cloth from my head and held it under my nose. "Girls?!" Don said as he stood up naked with his cock dangling dangerously down. He then grabbed a handful of ass on both girls and marched them to the master bedroom with his penis slapping each thigh in alternating fashion. The door shut and I sucked on the terrycloth as I heard the muffled screams of pleasure emanating from the other room.