Awake the Next Day

As you find yourself coming to a wake after well rested sleep. Usually wielding a boner anywhere from mildly chubbed, to absolutely rock hard.

Simply due to the amount of nut busted alone lst night, you only seem to have woken with a, while still very large, wobbling member, in these very loose pair of pants. It's almost like a floppy warm, soft skin sausage simply led around by gravity, this bulge simply compared to a bundle, as even your cock can't fill out this pair of boxer briefs you wear, so it becomes like a fleshy bundled up tube fill out your pants.

Seeing you waking up, Tristan, sitting on the floor next to her bed between yours, sets to greet you as you wake.

“Morning sunshine, it’s a wonderful day ain’t it?”

You heave yourself up, proceeding to yawn and stretch, “Morning to yourself, can’t tell yet, haven’t seen anyone but you all morning, and you look miserable.” You say poking fun

“Hey! Not funny.”

“Hey, you know I’m messing around, you look happy, almost chuffed” you say as you throw the blanket off you and swing your legs out onto the floor.

You feet hit the ground with twin thuds, and as you sit up your legs naturally spread wider as to make room for the package your legs need to accommodate, and upon doing this, your massive member, squashed in your pants firmly fills out the space you've created. Landing with exactly how you'd think a giant cock falls to fill out a lower section of pants.

As Tristan gives eye contact, she must’ve been offset by the thud of your feet, because as you look around the room to assess it in daylight, her eyes wonder downward to your crotch, to where she sees a large member, not even hard as it’s just a large 'flaccid' member, flopping wherever gravity takes it when moved around, as well as your massive balls taking up more space of your best friend's vision.

But as you start to get out of bed, she continues to watch the cock and balls of this man she’s known her whole life and also knows how massive his cock and balls are from how many sleepovers you’ve both had. She reminisces the first time she saw you with an erection and she thought you were stabbed something long, having to grab it out from over the blanket, come to find out she just full grabbed your cock and pulled it. You both would’ve been just getting into puberty then.

And as you stand up to stretch and unintentionally stretch your crotch forward, directly in eye line with Tristan, who after getting sidetracked thinking of a story from her last, smacks back to reality with a loaded crotch about to charge at her face.

The crouched stopped about a foot from her face, and you could tell immediately she was embarrassed, with her going all red and not being able to keep eye contact.

“What’s the plan for today, big eyes?”

Tristan catches herself after hearing you and begins to inform you, rather aggressively.

“As a matter of fact, we are going for fittings today for the wedding stuff and then we are going to Auntie Carmen, and then tonight, we're going for a super fun dinner at her soon to be hubby's house."

"Gross, I bet his house smells like Vaseline and feet."

Tristan says after a quick chuckle, "I feel like Aunt C would've made it smell at least a bit nicer when she moved in."

"Ah well, let's get to it then." As you grab some suitable clothes, pull them on over your body that Tristan is still red in the face over, and get on with the day.