Free Letters to Penthouse XI by Penthouse International Page A

We both finished our workout at the same time and headed for the locker room. It was late, and apparently we were the only two left in the club; even the attendant had taken his leave.
    Gil and I conversed a little as we stripped off our gym clothes. By the time I headed for the shower room Gil was already there. I hung up my towel and stepped inside.
    The room was steamy. I continued talking to Gil about sports as we showered next to each other. I secretly wanted to check out the story my wife had given me, so when I got the chance I looked over and down at Gil's cock.
    Damn! She was right! Gil was soaping his semi-rigid cock, and from what I could see, ten inches may have been a tad short of what it actually was.
    I must have stared a bit too long. Gil turned and faced me still soaping that monster of his while we continued our conversation. My own dick was getting hard, and Gil couldn't help but notice. He looked at me and smiled approvingly.
    When there was a pause in our conversation, Gil asked me if that was my wife he had seen me with at the club. I told him it was, and he commented that she was a fox. I asked him if he was married and he said he was, but his wife was out of town, so he was batching it.
    I saw an opportunity, so I asked Gil if he would like a home-cooked meal for a change. He replied, “Sure,” so I invited him over to our house the following evening.
    We continued to exchange information about our wives and also continued to soap our hard dicks, which by then had to be the two cleanest dicks in the USA.
    We kept surreptitiously checking out each other's erections, but I finally turned away so he wouldn't get the wrong idea about me. Although the fact is that if he had asked me, I would have sucked that monster of his right then. I'm hetero, but I admit to thinking about sucking cock, especially big cock, every now and then. The opportunity just never presented itself.
    I couldn't wait to get home that night and tell Sherry what had occurred. She was in bed but still awake when I arrived. I told her I had something really hot to tell her. She sat up in bed, exposing her beautiful titties, and I sat down next to her, took one of them in my hand, gave her a mouthful of my tongue, and then told her what had happened at the club.
    She exploded with excitement. “You saw it? Ten inches?”
    “Yep,” I said. “You're going to get to see it too, and maybe more. I invited him to dinner.”
    She grinned at me wickedly and started working her hand up and down my cock. “We always talked about it,” she said.
    “Yep, and maybe this is who we have been waiting for.”
    Sherry started sucking my cock, and never stopped until I had emptied my considerable load down her throat. I ate her pussy in return, and afterwards I fucked her until we were both exhausted.
    Sherry spent the next day shopping, and she looked positively ravishing that evening in her sheer silk white blouse, short skirt and net stockings. You could see her titties through that blouse. She lifted her skirt to show me the white bikini panties barely covering her pussy.
    Gil was right on time. The moment he walked through the door, I could tell from Sherry's expression that tonight was going to be the night. His good looks, blond hair and blue eyes could have made him a success in Hollywood.
    Before very long we were talking to each other as though we were life-long friends. Sherry was so lit up with excitement that I was sure her panties were soaked.
    We had a fine dinner, and while Sherry was tidying up in the kitchen Gil and I went out on the patio and had a smoke. Before long the conversation turned to sex, and I asked him if he would like to see a porno video. “Sure,” he replied.
    We went into the living room and I put one of my favorite anal videos on the big fifty-two inch TV.
    Gil sat on the couch and stretched out his legs. I could already see the huge boner rising in his pants. This time I wasn't going to be bashful. I unzipped