Originally Posted by
MisterV
Mike let out a loud fart of satisfaction and asked Andy "What is it about Axl that you find so attractive? I mean, the guy is 62 years old, flabby, out of shape, borderline ugly and his voice has gone to shit. What gives?"
Andy smiled coquettishly, belched profoundly, and said "I'll tell ya. Remember the time we went skinny dipping in the infinity pool of our luxurious penthouse suite? I finally espied Axl's johnson and boy howdy did it catch my eye. Nine and a half inches by my eye, and mine is a well-practiced eye."
Mike self-consciously touched his meat: oops...not much there.
"But Andy, it ain't the meat, it's the motion."
"Bullshit Mike, and you know it. Ain't nothing better than choking down a throbbing love missile, or getting your ass reamed by a python."
Mike was nonplussed: he knew he could never "measure up" so he said "Fine. I am outa here.
So, he left in a huff. I mean, in an Uber.
Andy stared out at the fluffy clouds and stroking his turgid member he dreamed of that which he could never have...