Hubby and his best friend literally grew up together, known each other since they were 6. They both do some SWAT type stuff for work and were attending the same class, so hubby’s friend Peter drove up a few hours to stay the week with us, since the commute for the course was much much shorter from our house. So these two come home from the first day of their class wearing their green uniforms and they’re dirty, sweaty, and goddamn sexy. Hubby and I had joked before about how Peter wanted to get in my pants, but we laughed it off because he’s married and they’ve been friends for so long. Well because bad decisions tend to multiply in groups we start drinking when they get home even though they have class the next morning very very early. Well we’re all fairly drunk, Peter has now shucked his pants (this is not unique to my presence, he does this every time he gets drunk, whatever) and he’s just wearing his compression shorts. Ho-lee-fuck the cock on that man was stretching every bit of life out of those compression shorts and he wasn’t even hard. The boys are still joking around and messing with guns which I made sure were unloaded because we don’t want any unnecessary holes in anyone, and Pete and hubby both caught me staring at his bulge. Not even a glance, I was full on staring at the absolute forearm in this man’s shorts. I was super embarrassed but extremely turned on, partially because of the alcohol, partially because of this massive cock that I could almost paint a picture of, and partially because these two large manly men in my house are doing man things and that just makes my pussy soak.