No

Gregg slips his slightly sticky palm out of yours. You can’t take that, you need to establish some dominance in front of that smug fucker. You look Gregg dead in the eye as you lift your hand up to your mouth and lick it up to your fingertips, tasting something your unsure is his salty sweat or salty semen. Either way, you feel in power.

Gregg isn’t acting much different though, even after your attempt to out-man him, he seems like he’s got something up his sleeve, or rather, down his pants.

You follow his line of sight to... Stacy! She is bent over in the kitchen, searching for something in the lower cabinet.

You feel your stomach contort with anger but you don’t want to make another scene in front of Stacy.

You feel a hard on growing in your pants as you watch the thin material of Stacy‘s skirt struggle to keep over her private area, exposing her delicate lacy panties to you both.

The view is stirring up a similar reaction from Gregg. You watch him bite on his lower lip as he adjusts his chunky bulge.

You go to react, but you’re interrupted.

“There it is!” Stacy exclaims, emerging from the cupboard with... a ruler?

You look at her oddly and she giggles. You immediately feel at ease hearing her laugh. It’s turning you on even more. Surely Gregg wouldn’t mind if you fucked YOUR girlfriend in their apartment, right?

The idea makes you chuckle.

“What do you need that for, Stacy?” You ask with some sort of lingering confidence everything will be fine.

You notice Stacy is focused on something... Something that isn’t on you.

“Well I was going to use it to make sure I cut the carrots evenly but...” Stacy trails off. Your heart drops into your stomach as you follow her line of sight, straight to the solid bulge of Gregg.

“But... But what?” You panic, forcing her face back on you, but her eyes still remain focused on his cock. You watch her gulp before finally looking back at you. Instant ease falls over you, until you notice her smirk...

“You’ve both been pretty **** for my attention for years,” Stacy starts off, pulling you with her as she walks over to Gregg, who is sniggering at you. She positions you by his side, hip to hip practically. “So, we’re going to have a cock comparison to see who’s more man enough to fuck me!” Stacy gleefully claps.

You’re pretty confident with your 6 inches, they’ve never done you wrong so you’re willing to see this through. Surely it’s a joke anyway, it’s just Stacy having some fun, she wouldn’t do that to you, right?