Candy tries to find something for Meat's meat to fit into.

"Andy wears boxers because he says that briefs are too tight around his package," Candy explained as she was leaned over her husband's dresser drawer, looking for a pair of underwear for Meat to try on for size. She glanced back at the ark-skinned homeless man with a smile as she added, "So I guess you two have something in common!"

Meat had been focused on the blond's bouncy backside again as it teasingly pushed out toward him when she bent over. He had to restrain himself from reaching out and giving her shorts-covered bubble butt a smack, just to watch those cheeks jiggle. When he noticed that she'd stopped talking, he realized that he'd totally missed what she'd said. "Mmmm? What's that?"

"Something you have in common," she repeated as she reached deeper into the drawer. "That you both don't like tight underwear squeezing your... um.." She looked back at him, or more specifically at the thick slab of dark cockmeat that still hung from the leg of his shorts.

He caught her gazing and grinned. "You mean my cock? It ain't a dirty word, Candy. It's jus' what it is." He leaned down so his face drew her attention away from his free-hanging shaft. He gave her a teasing grin. "C'mon, Candy. You're a grown woman, You can say it jus' once. Let me hear it."

Candy blushed, torn as to whether it was an appropriate word for her to use, but she finally relented. Her lips twitched and curled into a small smile, before she spoke it once. "Cock." She paused a moment, then spoke again as she realized that nothing bad had happened when she said it. "Happy?" She stuck her tongue out at Meat and then looked back to the drawer.

The man laughed and nodded. "See? No bolt of lightning is coming down on you jus' for calling it what it is."

Candy pulled a pair of white and blue boxers from the drawer and turned to face her guest again, her face still blushing slightly. "It's just not something I'd say in front of my mother, is all," she said as she held out the boxers to him. "Here, try these on and see if they can't cover up your... cock."

Meat took the boxers from her and stepped out of the red gym shorts, causing his long dark banana-shaped cock to flop around freely as he stood in just his new t-shirt. "I tol' you that it ain't gonna fit," he explained as he pulled on the boxers. "They just don't make underwear big enough to hold a cock like mine." Pulling the boxers up, his immense shaft once again slipped out the leg hole and dangled down his thigh. "See?" He gestured to his cock again, knowing that Candy's eyes were already locked on it.

She frowned as she saw he was right, but then shook her head. "I told you, you have to try tucking it up there, like this," and Candy once again made a motion as though she were lifting an invisible potato in each hand, the effort making her braless melons wobble in her shirt.

He fought back the urge to laugh and tried to look serious. "I don't think that'll work, but why don't you give it a try?"

Candy gave a sigh of frustration, but then got down on her knees in front of the towering black man. "It's not that hard," she said in tone that sounded more like she was explaining how to do a chore to her teenage son. "You just have to--" Candy pulled the bottom of the boxers away from Meat's thigh with one hand and grabbed his meaty shaft near the cockhead with the other, quickly realizing just how hot the veiny monster felt in her palm. She hesitated for a split-second and then continued, "--Just push it up, like this." She pushed her hand up the leg of his boxers, still holding his swollen dark shaft firmly as she tried to tuck it into the boxers. She thought she had it until one of Meat's heavy nuts fell out the other leg hole, hanging along his other thigh. She been too distracted by the black man's cock before to notice that each of his balls were almost the size of her fist.

"Then, tuck this back in," she improvised, releasing Meat's now hidden bloated shaft and palmed the cum-heavy ball before lifting it up his boxer leg hole again. As she tried to contain his nut, the thick black cock flopped out again, and she grabbed it, determined to succeed as she pushed it back in.

Meat was watching with amusement and arousal as the gorgeous blond played a variation on whack-a-mole with his cock and balls in the underwear. Those mouthwatering pale melons bounced and wobbled continuously as she struggled with his bulging cockmeat. Every time one of his nuts or his cock popped out of the boxers, she would push it back in only to have another spring free. Meat felt both her soft hands shoved into his boxer legs, squeezing and grabbing at his swelling cockmeat and knew it was only going to get more difficult for Candy as the thick black cock got harder and harder. At one point, Meat almost laughed as one of his balls started to slip out of the fly of the boxers and Candy realized that she didn't have enough hands.

As the blond housewife wrestled with the thick black phallus in the boxers, she realized that calling it a cock did make more sense. Calling something this thick, heavy and meaty a penis just didn't seem to do it justice. Her husband's four pink inches was a penis, but Meat definitely had a big black cock.

"Why... won't this cock... stay put," the flummoxed blond complained in frustration. By now, Candy's handling of Meat's meat had it growing steely hard in her grip as it pushed out against the front of the boxers. With a determined look on her face, Candy gave it one last push to keep it in place. She underestimated her own strength as she pushed and the bloated cockhead pushed up past the waistband of the boxers, breaking the seal of the elastic and letting the entire onyx pillar of flesh spring out just before it come down again, right onto Candy's upturned face with a heavy THWACK!

There was a moment of silence as Candy, stunned and shocked, with his beefy black cock laying along her pretty white face, stared up at Meat with wide eyes while the black man's lips curled up in a smirk before he began laughing out loud. "Well, you ain't gonna find find nothing to cover it up if you're gonna make it all hard like that!"

Candy sat back on her heels in defeat, and let the fat black sausage drag down her face as she backed away from it. She almost went cross-eyed as she stared up the length of Meat's impossibly huge black cock, and realized he was right. There was no way he'd be able to fit that stiff monster into a pair of pants and if he couldn't get dressed, he wouldn't be able to leave.

She looked up to Meat with her big blue eyes and asked innocently, "Well... How are we going to make your cock go down again?"