Brandy Bennie - Sex Stories

Brandy Bennie

The fourth character, in: “The Shop Across the Road” saga. Bennie was without doubt, the best looking dude in our small town. He was the bar owners son, and was nineteen years old. He had curly chestnut brown hair, and stood around 6’2” tall. He was a burly boy, and had the most beautiful skin I had ever seen on a man. The skin on his face looked like it belonged to a baby, and I am sure no pimple ever dared invade his features. When he helped out at the pub, I was always memorized by his easy going manner, and sexy smile. Bennie often bragged; that he had a cock the size of a well-known brandy bottle, which was favoured by the locals. As the circumference of this bottle was somewhat oval, I was intrigued, imagining what his dick would look like. One of the barmaids at the pub assured me that she had seen it, and that his assertion was indeed correct. Bennie was fond of partying, and took great delight in regaling me with stories of his sex life. His particular favourite, was to have sex with two girls at one time. He often stated; “I loved being abused by women”. Apparently, there were two ladies in an adjoining town that regularly catered to Bennie’s inclinations. After arriving back after a night of abuse, he always had a look of total satisfaction on his face the following day. After a few months of knowing Bennie, he finally graduated from school having apparently failed the previous year. He wasn’t stupid, but simply hated school. Shortly after he finished school, he ...

... got a job about one hundred miles away from the pub. Fortunately, Bennie would often be home for weekends, and it was always a delight to see him at the pub, when he wasn’t partying. One Sunday evening at around 8pm, as I was passing the pub on my way back home, I was surprised to see Bennie standing at the door of the pub. Bennie informed me that he was only returning to work early the following morning, and invited me in for a drink. I had not visited the pub earlier on as usual, because Naomi, Bennie’s mom, had mentioned that she would be closing early and spending the night, in a neighbouring town. It was apparent that Bennie had already, had quite a few drinks prior to my arrival. As I started on my second drink, I daringly asked Bennie if the brandy bottle rumour was true. Smirking, he asked if I doubted his word. Teasing, I shrugged my shoulders. Unbuttoning his shirt, he invited me to follow him to the toilet area, before closing the door after we entered. Pushing down his shorts and underpants, and kicking them to the side, he stood before me with his hands on his hips. I was very impressed! Flaccid his cock was magnificent. It was very fat, and tapered slightly towards the front. Only the tip of his dick-head was visible under a snug foreskin. Bennie had very little body hair, and was also not very hairy in the genital region. His phallus was light coloured, and the texture appeared flawless. His balls were long and heavy looking. When I asked Bennie how big his cock ...