Danielle was my girlfriend for 3 years. She was a cute, curvy, and absolutely stacked brunette. Our relationship remained innocent for years. That all changed in college. At 18, we finally had privacy for the first time, and we used that space to begin to explore sexually.

Danielle struggled with intercourse. This was before I realized that I'm bigger than most guys. Neither of us had any perspective or experience with other people. While we kept trying with PIV, most of our sex life revolved around a lot (I mean a lot) of oral sex. She's one of the reasons I'm so good at eating pussy these days.

Sean had been my best friend since we were each 6-years-old. We shared everything together, so it wasn't hard for me to deduce that he had a huge crush on Danielle. He frequently told me how beautiful she was and how I was very lucky. By pure coincidence, all the girls he dated all looked like Danielle. But he never tried anything with her that crossed a line.

Sean talked openly with me about his sex life with the girls he dated - including boasting about how good he was at oral and how long he could last in bed (unlike Sean, I didn't brag or share tales of me and Danielle). However, I also clearly remember Sean confessing to me and another friend one day that he felt insecure about the size of his dick and that he wished he was bigger. That moment of vulnerability really stuck out to me and I still remember it clearly years later. It also made me wonder how I compared to other guys for the first time. I just didn't know yet.

My relationship with Danielle wouldn't last. While college offered new opportunities for us, we ended up in different universities in different states. I broke up with her during our first year in college. For me, it was only the beginning of my sexual journey. I almost immediately started hooking up with other girls and built a high-quality rotation of a half dozen FWBs who were all experienced and commented about my dick being much bigger and thicker than other guys. It was my first time becoming aware of my size, but that's a story for another time.

Almost as soon as I broke up with Danielle, Sean concocted an excuse to visit her university and made his move. Within 2 weeks they were officially dating.

My friends saw this as a betrayal of the bro code and were furious at Sean for moving in on Danielle. While I did think it was a little fast, and I wish he had talked to me about it first, I didn't really care or think it was my right to try to stop them from being together. The way I saw it, I had broken up with Danielle, so who was I to try to dictate who she could and couldn't date? Maybe I was also feeling okay about their new relationship because I was getting laid more than I ever had in my life post-breakup. What I did feel a little sad about was that both of them stopped talking to me. I felt like I had lost 2 friends in the breakup.

About 6 months later Danielle texted me out of the blue. I was writing a paper and instead got distracted texting with her. The conversation quickly got explicit, and it started with Danielle. She confessed that she didn't realize how big I was while we were together. The implication was obvious. She had only been with me and Sean. I felt uncomfortable and didn't know what to say. We broke the awkward silence by laughing about it. I thought it would end there, but over the next couple weeks we kept texting and the messages were getting more sexual and suggestive.

This culminated with Danielle sharing that she had a fantasy she couldn't stop thinking about: a threesome with me and Sean.

It surprised me at first. Danielle and I spent years in an innocent conservative relationship and part of me still saw her that way. I laughed off the idea at first, but it wasn't long before I told Danielle that I thought the idea sounded fun as well.

Before I knew it, I had a trip planned to visit Danielle the same weekend that Sean was visiting her. She had coordinated everything to coincide with her roommate being out of town.

It was great to see them again. Sean and I hugged and buried the hatchet. We spent hours talking, catching up, having some drinks, and nervously dancing around the whole reason for this reunion.

Danielle got things kicked off that night by asking me to join them in her bed. With her in between us, both Sean and I started rubbing her sexy body and huge tits. Then she was taking turns making out with both of us. Clothes started coming off. Danielle was naked first, with Sean and I still in our boxers.

The whole thing was a bit awkward as we were crammed in her bed trying to figure out how to maneuver. Sean got between Danielle's legs and started to eat her out. She was moaning like crazy and motioned me over. I remember feeling a little weird getting naked in front of another guy, but that weird feeling evaporated at the sight of my ex-girlfriend hungry for my cock.

I was already rock hard when she pulled down my boxers. My cock sprang out, standing upright. Her eyes went wide and she whispered "I missed this cock" as she took in her hands and mouth. She stroked and sucked me as Sean's tongue brought her to a powerful orgasm.

She got on her knees in front of us and started taking turns sucking us. On one side, I was enjoying every second of her enthusiasm and improved blowjob skills. On the other side, Sean was struggling to get hard. While Danielle's right hand was barely wrapped around my fat girth, she was literally using two fingers to stroke Sean with her left hand. I tried not to look, but I couldn't help but glance. I had to do a double take because his little nub was lost in his bushy pubes. I had also trimmed my hair, which only added to the perceived size difference.

Sean's face was bright red as he struggled to get an erection. I saw his eyes locked on my much larger cock. Flaccid, Sean was barely there. I didn't measure it, but it looked tiny.

Danielle tried to focus on him and was very sweet and encouraging, but Sean was too in his head at this point. He told us to keep going, but there was no way we could do that to him. We called an end to the night and started getting dressed. We watched some TV before falling asleep. I called an early end to my trip the next day, hitting the road early to avoid any prolonged awkwardness.

Danielle and Sean broke up a few months later. It was unrelated to the threesome (as far as I know). Sean and I didn't talk for a year, but after that we reconnected and now we're as close as ever.

A couple years after that Danielle and I finally had a real reunion. We had long ago put the romantic feelings behind us, and we just connected as two sexy people who wanted to fuck like crazy. She was also very excited to experience my size again now that we were both had more skill. She told me she had been craving a guy with girth ever since our breakup. I still had to be careful with my length, but once she was warmed up I was able to give her her first orgasm from penetration. We met a few more times before drifting apart for good.

Long after that experience I learned about cuckolding and became an active and successful bull for many hotwife couples. During one of my many online searches for couples I stumbled across someone I recognized. The guy in the ad didn't show his face, but I recognized him. The last photo was him naked with a small erection, barely emerging from his bushy pubes. In the ad he said he was 4x4 inches fully erect. For perspective, I'm easily bigger than him even when I'm flaccid. The "anonymous" poster was looking for guys to join him and his girlfriend for threesomes, cuckolding, and some other kinky stuff. I closed the ad and never told him about it.

From what Danielle told me, Sean is actually quite skilled using what he's got, but she was still left craving that stretch that my thick dick gave her. I'm curious if or how our experience influenced his kinks. I hope my friend is having fun, but there's no way I want to mix friendship and threesomes again.