by Luke Young
Brian still didn’t see Rob as he stared perplexed down at the tube. Brian rolled his eyes and shook his head in disgust. When he finally looked up and noticed Rob, he nearly had a heart attack.
Rob asked, “Dude, what the fuck are you doing?”
Brian spun away, and now Rob has staring at his ass.
“I’m, uh…”
“Oh, fuck. Thanks. That’s a better view,” Rob yelled out as he turned quickly away covering his eyes in his hands. “Come downstairs… when you’re done,” Rob added before he rushed away.
Brian turned to be sure Rob was no longer there and then glanced down, sickened at his failed attempt. By this point, his manhood had shrunk down like a frightened turtle, and he easily pulled the tube away. He exhaled slowly.
Slamming the laptop lid closed, he sat on the floor staring inside the tube at his sorry excuse for a mold. He slid a finger into it and felt around the cast as he shook his head disgusted. It was already completely hard. He didn’t bother pouring in the rubber compound, because he thought, Who the hell wants a replica of just the head and maybe an inch more? It would come out as a laughable excuse for a dildo.
He rushed to throw everything away, clean up, and remove any evidence of his secret, slightly embarrassing assignment. As Brian dressed, he resigned himself to the fact that he would need Victoria’s help. Then he headed downstairs to find Rob.
Brian discovered Rob sitting out by the pool drinking a beer. Actually he was already on his second after being victimized once again by intense trauma, courtesy of his best friend. Brian slumped down on the chaise next to him, and for a moment there was complete silence.
After taking a big, healthy sip, Rob summoned the courage to look his friend in the eye. “How many times am I going to see your boner?”
“Sorry.”
“If you were jerking off, then that must be some new kind of method that I’ve, uh—”
“I wasn’t jerking off.”
“What the fuck were you doing then?”
Brian took a deep breath. “Do you really want to know?”
Rob shook his head no and then took another sip of beer. Glancing back to Brian, he grinned. “Okay, yeah I think I need to know… otherwise my mind is just, uh… Tell me.”
“I was making a replica of my, you know…”
Rob burst into laughter, and Brian sat there with his eyes closed, just waiting for him to get it all out of his system. Once Rob was merely wearing a smile, Brian continued, “Victoria told me about them. She has one and—”
“Oh, yeah… she showed it to me…” After taking a sip of beer, Rob stared straight ahead. “Whoa, that, uh… That was the night Victoria and I did it.” He drew in a long deep breath then let it out. “God, she was really something.”
“I’ll bet.”
“Oh, man…” Rob began. He shook his head as he stared down at his bottle. “I still can’t believe that Jim got her pregnant and not me, because I really—”
“I know, I know… you shot like a gallon that night,” Brian interrupted. He rolled his eyes. “Actually everyone at the rehearsal dinner knows how much you shot.”
Brian glanced at Rob, who was now grinning at him.
“Congratulations on that by the way,” Brian added, his words dripping with sarcasm.
“You’re just jealous.”
Brian scoffed.” Of what? How much you shoot or that you slept with Victoria?”
“Both,” Rob replied proudly.
Brian broke into a smile. “Okay, maybe I am a little.”
They shared a chuckle.
Rob downed a gulp of beer. Choking with laughter halfway through, he coughed, spitting beer onto the patio. He cleared his throat and then broke into hysterical laughter.
Brian glanced at him with a grin. “What so funny now?
“So you were… Why…?” Rob began as he struggled to pull himself together. He coughed once more.
“What the hell is it?”
Rob held back a chuckle. “Why the hell were you making a replica of your dick, anyway?”
“I, uh, was just…” Brian stammered.
Rob’s expression morphed into one of terrified confusion as he asked, “Really. Why?”
Sighing, Brian replied hesitantly, “It was kinda for your… mother’s birthday.”
Rob looked away, sickened. “I think I just threw up a lot in my mouth. Oh dude, why did you tell me that? I keep forgetting you’re having sex with my mother. It’s like I’m in denial or something.”
“It was Victoria’s idea,” Brian pleaded.
“Just stop talking.” After taking another deep breath, Rob added, “Note to self: call first.”
“If it’s any consolation, it didn’t work.”
“It’s not, and really… please, stop…” Rob narrowed his eyes. “Wait. What do you mean, it didn’t work?”
“It just didn’t work… the mold was too—”
Rob’s jaw dropped. “How do you fuck up making a replica of your dick? Are you an idiot? I mean, what…? You couldn’t keep it up, or something?”
Glaring at him, insulted, Brian said, “You think it’s so easy? I’d like to see you give it a try.”
They looked at each, other both feeling creeped out. Brian said, “Now, I’ll stop. Can we forget all about this?”
Nodding quickly, Rob switched gears. “So, how about those Packers? Do you think they can go undefeated?”
“I don’t know. They have some tough games coming up.”
After ten minutes of football discussions, which just about returned the testosterone to the proper level, they began discussing Jillian’s upcoming trial and then moved on to the depositions, which had already begun.
Rob asked, “Have the lawyers been able to contact any of the other guys Natalie dated to back up our story?”
Brian shook his head. “No.”
“The only person I could think of who might know the names is Natalie’s old roommate, but they already interviewed her, right?”
Brian nodded. “Cindy’s deposition was yesterday. She told them she didn’t know any of the names. Claimed that Natalie never shared any of that with her.”
Rob scoffed. “They were so close. They were always together. Can they force her to reveal the names?”
“Evidently not.”
“This sucks. So, it’s just her word against ours, and we’re both going to look like we’re just trying to protect my mother.”
“I know.” Brian stood up. “I’m going to get a beer. You want another?”
“I really need one. I can’t get that image of you—”
“Seriously, shut up.”
“Okay.”
Brian took off into the house.
When he returned with beers for each of them, Rob told him he had been in Miami visiting a client and figured he would stop by, since he wanted to speak to his mother about his upcoming deposition. Brian promised to have Jillian call him. There wasn’t another mention of Brian’s boner or replicas or anything relating to the bathroom incident. Rob knew it would be another Brian memory that he would not soon forget.
8
After Rob left, Brian took a quick shower and waited in bed for Jillian. He quickly dozed off, and when Jillian returned, she found him still asleep. Lifting up the covers, she discovered he was naked. She grinned, then headed downstairs.
A few minutes later, she returned with a glass of ice and a mug of steaming hot tea and placed them on the nightstand. She pulled the covers completely off him and admired his young, tight body as he was lying face down. She removed all her clothes as she licked her lips and struggled to remember if Victoria told her to use the ice or the hot tea first. She recalled she needed to move from one to the other gradually, to avoid damaging her teeth, but was a little fuzzy on the suggested order.
Shaking her head in confusion, Jillian decided to go with the ice. She slipped a cube between her lips and sucked on it as she climbed on the bed and got between his legs. The ice m
elted in her hot mouth as she swirled her tongue all around it. Jillian stared at his hairless cock and balls as she moved her head down to his manly parts. She spread his legs apart gently.
Stirring awake, Brian turned to look at her. “Hey, you’re back. What are you—”
She ginned. “Just relax.”
He smiled and placed his head back down.
Jillian grabbed another cube and spun around until her ass was hovering over his shoulders, with her knees on either side of his head. She let this cube melt in her mouth a little more, then slipped it between her teeth and held it there as she moved closer to him. Brian felt a cold drop of water land on his balls, and he shuddered.
“Wow, what was—”
Before he could finish the question, she placed the edge of the cube directly between his balls and moved it slowly around.
“Holy fuck,” he groaned.
He held onto his pillow for dear life as Jillian danced the ice all around his sensitive sack.
“Oh, my God. This is…”
By this time, Brian’s penis had quickly expanded to full size. She ran the cube all the way down the length of him as he lay there with his eyes rolling back in his head. Over and over, she trailed back and forth as the ice melted all over him.
Once the ice had melted away completely, she used her ice-cold tongue to lap up the tiny trail of water that remained on him. She slid her tongue over his parts while he moved his hands to his head, tugging at his hair as he slowly died with pleasure.
Moving lower, she pressed her face to the mattress and took him into her cold mouth. The slight pain from the awkward way she was bending his manhood behind him was completely overshadowed by the intense pleasure of her attention. Brian would have jumped off the bed, if not for her gorgeous body resting on top of him. Instead he cried out, “Jillian!”
After pleasing him with her cold mouth some more, she had him turn to his back, then grabbed the mug and took a tiny sip of the tea. She let her mouth acclimate slowly to the change in temperature and then gradually took larger and larger sips, swirling each around with her tongue. She took one big sip and held it there and while it warmed her mouth, she began teasing him with another ice cube.
“Oh, my God… That feels amazing.”
“Um, hmm,” she said with her lips closed before swallowing the tea.
Jillian took one last big sip and held it again in her mouth. After placing the mug back on the nightstand, she moved into position over him. She leaned down and rubbed what was left of the ice cube all over his erection. When it had melted fully, she swallowed the tea and plunged her piping hot mouth down over him.
Brian’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as his mouth shot open wide. He moaned, “Wow!”
She kept going and going over him. While she pulled up to warm her mouth once again, he shook his head in awe and asked, “Where did you learn this?”
She gave him a wide-eyed look with her lips tightly pursed and her cheeks bloated with the tea.
He grinned. “Oh, you can’t answer… Was it Victoria?” She nodded and began running the ice all over his parts.
Brian watched her breathlessly. “She has the best damn ideas.”
Jillian grinned before moving the cube down under a particularly sensitive area and holding it there. He gasped. She swallowed the tea and plunged her hot mouth over him once again.
“Oh, fuck!” he yelled.
After her mouth tired, she began teasing him again by running ice all over his manhood. Then Jillian moved over him, guiding his manhood to her entrance before pressing down. His cold erection was a completely new feeling inside her steamy loins. While they were going at it, he grabbed an ice cube of his own and let it melt a little before slipping what was left into an unmentionable place on her. Immediately she cried out with a huge climax, and seconds later, he cried out in ecstasy as well.
Collapsing on him, she asked as she struggled to catch her breath, “Where did you… get that move? Victoria?”
He shook his head with a grin. “No, I kinda came up with that on my own.”
9
The next morning, Brian woke up early. Jillian was sleeping soundly next to him as his mind shifted into high gear. He was really feeling guilty about the revenge surprise party he was planning for Jillian, especially after the events of the previous day. Thoughts swirled through his mind… Was he going too far? She was so adorable. Could he actually go through with it? Would he regret doing that to her, or would she think it was hilarious? Could he take that chance?
He watched as she breathed in and out slowly. God, she was gorgeous. Jillian was lying on her side, curled up with a pillow, and he lifted the sheets to drink in her naked body. He shook his head as he studied her perfect ass.
Slipping out of bed, he leaned over the side of the mattress for a better look. His lips parted, and he tilted his head as his eyes locked on her tiny pink seam. He’d love to go down and begin kissing her there, but she probably wouldn’t want to be woken up to that. Or would she?
He moved his lips toward her and stopped short with the guilt suddenly becoming unbearable. He thought, I’ve got to put a stop to this party. I’d better talk to Victoria now. Taking one last look, Brian grinned and then placed a gentle kiss on her pale ass cheek before covering her up. Jillian stirred, and Brian grimaced as he waited for a moment to see if he had disturbed her. She took a deep breath and rolled over without making another sound. He breathed a sigh of relief and then headed for the bathroom.
Brian left Jillian a note telling her that he was going out for a run. He headed straight for Victoria’s house. When he arrived, he checked his phone and found it was only 8:38 a.m. He wondered if she was still sleeping. He stood in front of the door, contemplating whether to knock, and then thought better of it. He noticed movement through a nearby window and, without thinking, moved to it.
The window happened to be to Victoria’s bedroom, and inside she was lying in bed wearing only a bra as she pleasured herself with her late husband’s replica dildo. Her five-month pregnant belly was still quite small, and she looked pretty freaking sexy. When he saw her through the slightly open blinds, he gasped in shock. He quickly pulled away, but Victoria had already spotted someone there and was angrily heading to confront the intruder.
Standing off to the side of the window, contemplating exactly what to do, he paused a moment and then shrugged. One more look wouldn’t hurt. She’d spied on him once when he had, uh, well… you know. He turned back to the window and was stunned to find the blinds fully open and the half nude Victoria standing there with the giant dildo pressed up against the glass. With his heart leaping around his chest, he jumped away from the house and fell to the ground after tumbling over a bush.
Victoria’s angry look morphed into a smile as soon as she recognized him. Brian clutched his chest as he stared wide-eyed up at her face. She opened the palm in the one hand as if to say, “To what do I owe this surprise visit?” His glance traveled to the giant dildo, and her eyes followed. Grinning, she shrugged without bothering to cover anything up. His eyes next traveled down to her tiny coiffed pubic hair then quickly back up to her face. He shook his head with a wide, slightly embarrassed smile as she motioned for him to meet her at the door.
Now wearing a robe, Victoria opened the door with a grin. “What the hell are you doing?”
“What are you doing?”
“Well, I was about to have a big orgasm.”
He grimaced. “Oh, sorry.”
Victoria and Brian sat in the living room, holding mugs of tea. She was curled up with her legs on the sofa, and he sat across from her in a big, comfortable chair. Her robe was riding up a bit, so he could see a little too much of her thighs. She still looked amazing, and he fought to maintain eye contact with her.
After taking a sip, she held the hot mug close to her face. “So what is it?”
“I’ve been thinking, and I can’t go through with it.”
“What?”
/> “Jillian’s surprise party thing. I don’t want to embarrass her like that… I don’t want to do it.”
Victoria gave him a disappointed look. “Come on, she really got you good last time. You need to get her back—”
“I just can’t do it. She’s the love of my life, and I don’t want her to be mad at me.”
“That’s understandable,” she replied, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Brian took a sip of his tea and glanced down at her thighs. Her robe had moved up a little more, and he could clearly see the gentle curve of her ass. He shook his head as he thought, How the hell does she still look like this being five-months pregnant? He caught himself and returned his gaze to her face.
Victoria grimaced as she asked, “So how’d it go yesterday?”
His face contorted into a look of intense pain. “It didn’t work. It was—”
“I know. Sorry.”
“How did you know?”
“I got an email late last night that those kits I bought were defective. They’re all being recalled. Some problem at the factory, or something.”
“I wish you’d called me. I almost broke my dick off.”
“It was after you already… and I was afraid to call. Sorry about that.”
Brian exhaled deeply, and then he grinned at her. “I see you were enjoying yours.”
“Yeah, I just woke up early. Early and really horny… so I grabbed it.”
“Jillian and I had some amazing sex last night.”
“Did she use the tea and the ice cubes?”
He nodded with a big grin. “Thanks for that.”
“Don’t mention it. The company is shipping me out a new kit. I’ll get it this week.”
Brian shook his head and made a face like a child staring at a plate of Brussels sprouts. “I don’t know.”
