Jarrett Fuller

Jarrett Fuller was a strapping lad. Blond, dark blond, muscular, a real boy's boy. He worked as a plumber and player footy with the local footy team, the Bulldogs, on the weekend.

Girl's liked him, he was handsome.

Jarrett had a big cock. Do girl's like a big dick on a guy? Do girl's even know what a cock is, until a boy shoves one into them.

Girl's seemed to like Jarrett's big cock. Especially Jenny Crook, she liked Jarrett's big cock so much, she gave him full visitation rights, which Jarrett made use of enthusiastically. Jenny living over the road in the bungalow in the back yard of her parent's house.

Jenny and Jarrett used to play hide the sausage every weekend, after Jenny had played tennis with the girl's from the neighbourhood, after Jarrett had got home from going out drinking with his mates.

They became fuck buddies not girl friend and boyfriend.

Jenny tried it with other boys, but she just kept coming back to Jarrett.

"I just like the shape of it. What? What do you want me to say?"

"It's creepy," said her best girlfriend Kylie. "It's like you never left school."

"It is a good fit. Just the right thickness, it curves the right way, what can I say."

"Don't you think you are limiting yourself."

"He makes me cum," said Jenny. "Eddie, Charlie, Frankie, and Johnny, nothing, like I'd gone to sleep down there and their pushing away at it just made it sore."

"Like a baboon."

"Like a baboon plunged with Jarrett."

"You should see it," said Jenny.

"I've seen him run in speedos," said Kylie. "It was like a baby wrestling under a blanket."

"Something to behold..."

"Why do you talk to me like this," said Kylie. "Can we give Jarrett's cock a rest, thank you very much."

"Like what?"

"You and your dirty mouth," said Jenny. "Like that is any way to live?"

"Anyway to live?"

"like we should all be impressed with how," Jenny made parentheses in the air. "Modern you are."

"Modern?"

"Like you are going to go against 100's, no thousand's if years of marriage tradition."

"You were Mrs Carl Boofhead 50 years ago, what tradition do you want to save?"

"And what ideas do you think Carl will get?"

"Who I do, or do not, sleep with, I would imagine, plays no bearing on who Carl fucks."

"What, you with your immoral ways...'

"Imoral?"

"Marriage between a man and his dog would be allowed if it was up to you."

"Who sleeps with their dog?"

"You do."

"Are you calling Jarrett a dog?"

"Here boy, come here boy." Kylie whistles for a dog.

"You asked me," said Jenny. "Why Jarrett sure does walk like he's a bit bow-legged."

"What do you mean?"

"Jarrett sure does walk like he's got a big... um... " blush. "Impediment to walk with."

"What's wrong with Jarrett's walk?"

"He walks with big dick attitude."

"Well, you sure don't expect me to pick a fuck buddy with a small cock, now do you."

"Jenny, you are putting words into my mouth."

"It is very oral with you tonight, now isn't it."

"I hadn't even thought..."

"You'd thought alright, otherwise you wouldn't have asked that question."

"What question?"

"Is there a reason Jarrett walks with bow legs."