His is bigger, but I'm not jealous. I just want it more than I've ever wanted anything.
We're just friends. It's not that weird for Josh and me to compare sizes. But when it ends up going a little too far, I'm left reeling.
Too far wasn't enough for me, and just a taste isn't enough to keep me satisfied. I've gone from being curious about guys to being obsessed with one—and his big tool.
If I don't get my hands on Josh again, I'm going to lose my mind.