My First Experience As A Bull (m/m/f) (xpost from r/cuckold) | 2016

Figured some of you might get a kick out of this, so I'm gonna take some time before my morning workout to type this out. All the names here have been changed, in order to maintain some level of privacy for those involved. Also, everyone was 18 when this happened. My parents worked long hours, and as such, I had the house to myself for long stretches of time. I’m 27 now; I’ll admit to reconstructing the dialogue from memory, but it may not be word-for-word. If anyone had questions, I’ll be glad to answer them. :)

For background...I hit puberty far earlier than almost all my male friends. In about a year it felt like my voice had dropped 5 or 6 octaves, I had grown 6 inches and put on almost 30 lbs of muscle, and my dick and balls had gotten very, very big. While the guys I had grown up with were still struggling out their concerns, suddenly I had turned into a 6', 200 lb man with a thick near nine inches between my thighs. We all remained friends, active in Boy Scouts and whatnot, though I will admit more and more of my time was taken up “entertaining” a lot of the girls in our circle of friends.

So passed the too-quick years of high school – I was still nerdy, still played Halo until 4AM with my friends, but I got more and more into fitness and a lot of the girls who my friends carried torches for had started to notice. One in particular was named Jen; she was a chestnut brunette, hair straight but flared out at the ends and HOT. She stood about 5'5, had that kind of cheeky grin that wouldn’t look out of place either in a porno or at a family picnic, and was built like a brick shithouse. Curvy in all the right places, at the time she was a solid D cup and had an ass that would have stopped traffic. (Looking back, she was the kind of woman who would end up struggling with weight her whole life. At 18, though, she was immune to the ravages of time and metabolism.) She knew the power her body had over men, and used it – she was constantly wearing low-cut Tshirts and snug jeans when we all hung out, and loved the attention. We had started fooling around junior year, as a means to relieve tension, and since we were both in the band we had plenty of time around each other. There wasn’t much we hadn’t done to each other’s bodies, and it wasn’t uncommon to hear snickers or whispers when we came back to band practice after having both “left to use the bathroom” at the same time.

By the time we had all become seniors, she and a friend of mine named Mark had gotten serious. Out of respect, she and I had come to a mutual decision to cease & desist our flings so that she could give the relationship a real chance. Mark had been in Scouts with me, and we had known each other for a long time. He was the slightly-overweight kid who used humor and charm to counteract his own insecurities, and was well-liked by everyone. He also was a badass at Halo, lol, and kicked my ass many times.

They had been dating seriously for a few months when the night this all came about happened. Mark and I had been hanging out at my place, playing video games and lifting weights. I had been trying to get him more serious about fitness for a while, and I was glad he was finally starting to make it a priority. We had finished working out, and were taking turns grabbing a shower. He had just finished, and I was waiting in my workout shorts when quite possibly one of the most awkward questions I had ever been asked came tumbling from his mouth.

“So, uh...do you have a big dick?” he asked.