Big John

Sooner or later in your life, someone is going to ask you to tell them the story of how you lost your virginity. But I never can tell that story since the truth is simply too unbelievable!

Sukie and I have been best friends ever since our freshman year of high school, and as we got close to graduating, we were closer than ever, which is how we wound up losing our virginity at the same time.

One school night, while staying over at her house, we were talking and chatting rather late when I worked up a powerful thirst.

"I'm going to go to the kitchen and get something to drink," I said.

"Okay, just keep it quiet," said Sukie.

I then turned and left Sukie's bedroom and began making my way towards the top of the stairs. But before I could get there, I was startled by the sight of someone sleeping on the settee.

In the dim light, all I could see was a mound underneath some blankets, but judging by the size of that mount, I was guessing it had to be a man. But why was some strange guy sleeping on the settee in Sukie's upper hallway?

Whatever the case, I carefully scooted my way past the sleeping man and then made my way down to the kitchen. After pouring myself a tall, cold glass, I then headed upstairs back to Sukie's bedroom.

Sure enough, the sleeping man was still there. But this time, the rays of the moon offered a little more illumination. I couldn't see much, but I could tell that it was a guy in his thirties by the brief glimpse I caught of his face.

But what really caught my attention was the unmistakable sight of his penis, which was poking through the flap in the front of his undershorts.

At first, I imagined that this strange guy was pulling some kind of perverted trick on me. But I could tell by his long, slow breaths that he was almost assuredly asleep.

As quickly as I could, I dashed my way back to Sukie's room.

"Dang, Britni, took you long enough," snapped Sukie as I made my way over to her bed.

"Sukie, why is there a guy sleeping on the settee in the upstairs hall?" I demanded.

"Oh, right. I forgot that my mom said one of 'em might be coming tonight. He's a missionary. His name is Brother John. I think he just came back from Africa or that's where he's going tomorrow. I'm not sure," said Sukie.

"A missionary? Well, that missionary's dick is hanging right out of his shorts," I said.

"What?" exclaimed Sukie.

"His dick is right there in plain sight for anyone to see. He's fast asleep though, so it's kind of funny," I said.

"Funny? What if my mother catches him? She'll get him thrown out," said Sukie.

"Well, what ...