Chapter 1 — Basketball Team - 1 (1)

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author's imagination. All characters are adults aged 18 or over.

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My wife's interest in basketball players began a long time ago.

One day, I went to the sauna to relieve the fatigue from the previous day. There, I unexpectedly encountered some remarkable guests—players from K University, who dominated college basketball at the time. They had apparently come as a group after practice or a game.

It was the era when J University's reign had ended, and K University and Y University were locked in fierce, thrilling rivalry, delighting basketball fans nationwide.

When the team walked in, the spacious sauna suddenly felt packed. Every one of them stood over 185 cm, and several easily cleared 190 cm. Their sheer size was intimidating. On top of that, it was a weekday morning with few other guests, and those who were there looked visibly cowed by these towering athletes.

Tall, muscular, lean bodies sculpted by training—and most shocking of all, what hung between their legs.

Because of their height and build, their dicks were all enormous. Even flaccid, each one was bigger than my own fully erect. I was already feeling small, but seeing these monsters made my cock shrink to the size of a peanut.

Among them, one player, then considered the pinnacle of college basketball, had a dick that defied imagination. Even soft, it was clearly massive—something that would earn "huge dick" praise anywhere. I couldn't help but wonder how big it would get when erect. I estimated it would easily exceed 20 centimeters.

The players, perhaps because the sauna was nearly empty, splashed around playfully, laughing and joking despite their massive frames. They acted like kids in a bathhouse.

I stepped into the sauna for a short rest, and three of the players entered. Just the three of them filled the space completely. They were clearly close friends, bantering freely. The famous players I'd seen on TV joked crudely among themselves, their conversation laced with dirty talk—mostly about what was below the waist.

They were talking about that top player—specifically, how unbelievably large his dick was. And these were guys whose own cocks were already far bigger than average. For them to say his was even larger said everything. They also mentioned his affair with a beauty queen. That story had circulated among well-connected basketball and entertainment fans back then—apparently, it was true.

I told my wife about it later. She looked genuinely surprised. She's always been into big dicks, and now she wore a look of intense curiosity. "Are there really Korean guys with dicks that big?" she asked.

I slipped my hand into her panties and touched her pussy. It was soaked—so wet that juice was seeping out, dripping down her thighs.

The largest dick my wife had ever been with was my friend James Lee's. He's one of the "three friends" I haven't fully written about yet—three friends who actually shared girlfriends.

After Thomas Kim shared his girlfriend Sarah with me and James Lee, I confessed the experience to my wife—then my girlfriend. As I expected, she readily agreed. So she ended up tasted both Thomas's and James Lee's cocks. James Lee, unusually large for a Korean man at 18 centimeters, became a favorite. She took him several more times after that.

But now, the idea that entire teams of basketball players had even bigger dicks than James Lee's excited her immensely.

Still, my wife never got the chance to actually see one of those giant athletes' dicks in person. It remained only in her imagination. From then on, whenever she watched basketball on TV, she paid more attention to the bulges in their shorts than to their actual gameplay.

I've always liked sports, and I had some acquaintances who'd played at college or professional levels. I'd gone to saunas with them before.

One interesting thing I noticed: athletes' dicks were consistently much larger than average. Sure, they were taller and bigger overall, so bigger dicks made sense—but even players shorter and smaller than me had larger ones.

The athletes I went to the sauna with were basketball, soccer, and baseball players. Interestingly, the dick size ranking went: basketball > soccer > baseball. This wasn't based on one or two encounters—it was from multiple group visits after training sessions, so it carried some credibility. These weren't active players, though—mostly retired.

Maybe it has to do with uniforms. Baseball uniforms today are varied, but back then, they were tight. That might have restricted genital development during adolescence. I remember older people saying boys should avoid tight briefs and wear loose boxers instead. Soccer players wear looser shorts, and basketball players even looser. Plus, the amount of jumping and physical exertion might play a role—basketball involves constant jumping, which could promote growth.

Soccer players, too, benefit from that. Basketball players are generally tall and large, so bigger dicks aren't surprising. But soccer players vary in height—some are even below average. Yet their dicks were still impressive.

I remember two soccer players we went with—both under 170 cm—but each had a dick noticeably larger than average. Their small stature made their size seem even more monstrous.

Baseball players, even tall ones, tended to be relatively smaller in comparison. Probably due to the uniform?

Anyway, my wife and I moved abroad. One day, we happened to watch a basketball game on TV. I noticed a strange glint in my wife's eyes and casually asked,

"Why? Do they look like they've got huge dicks?"

"Of course. Don't they look bigger than Korean players?"

I showed her a photo I'd once seen online—of a Black basketball player's dick, accidentally exposed between his shorts during a game. Someone had snapped and uploaded it. That monstrous black cock, visible even under long basketball shorts, was unforgettable. My wife gasped when she saw it.

She had experience with large dicks, but even this shocked her. I gently probed,

"Still want to taste a basketball player's dick?"

"No… not exactly. I just think it'd be… incredible."

That was as good as a yes. I checked online NTR and gangbang invitation boards. No suitable posts. So I made my own:

"My wife has a fantasy about basketball players. Open to players or former athletes. Want to enjoy together."

My inbox flooded with replies. But almost none matched what I wanted. Some were guys who just played casually at the local court. Others didn't even know what basketball was.

After careful filtering, photo exchanges, and vetting, I found one promising candidate.

He was a Black man who hadn't played professionally, but had played through college. Now, he played casually in a regional league—equivalent to a top-tier amateur or semi-pro level in Korea. He worked at a well-known company and was just over 30.

We chatted on MSN and exchanged photos.

David Park, as he called himself, was visibly pleased with my wife's photo. He'd said he'd never been with an Asian woman before. He'd married in college but recently divorced due to personality differences.

When I asked about experience, he said he'd done threesomes before and had group sex experience. That was reassuring—experienced people knew what they were doing. With amateurs, you never knew: some got so excited they came before penetration, others couldn't get hard at all.

His face on MSN didn't look fully Black—more mixed. When I asked, he said he had 25% white ancestry; his grandfather was white. His features were striking, with the handsome, clean-cut look typical of mixed-race men.

He also sent me a photo of his dick. It was monstrous. I thought it might break my wife's personal record.

I told my wife about David Park. At first, she acted indifferent, but then she grew curious and asked to see his photo. She seemed satisfied with his looks.

My wife dislikes rough, intimidating faces—even if the dick is big. David Park, on the other hand, looked refined and intelligent. When she saw his dick, she was stunned. Even for someone who'd seen and taken large cocks before, David Park's was something else. It was not just long, but thick, jet-black, and glistening with a healthy shine.

She said yes. Then she worried, "What if he tears my pussy?"

I slipped my hand into her panties and touched her pussy. It was slick and dripping. Just seeing a photo of a huge Black cock had turned her on.

I slid a finger inside—it went in smoothly, coated in wetness. She let out a soft moan. I pushed deeper, rubbing her inside. Her breathing grew ragged.

She was already close to orgasm just from seeing David Park's dick. And honestly, even as a man, I envied that cock.

Finally, the day arrived. We went to David Park's apartment, where he lived alone. It was small but clean, private and well-maintained.

He opened the door—bigger than I expected. Around 195 cm tall, his body was no longer that of a professional athlete, but still lean and muscular, with not an ounce of fat.

He greeted us warmly and led us to the living room. Trophies and plaques from his school days lined the shelves—some from highly prestigious competitions.

We drank beer and talked. Since I loved basketball, the conversation stayed on the game. David Park said he'd been good enough in college to dream of the NBA. But a sudden back injury ended that. He recovered after two years, but couldn't play intensely anymore. So he focused on his studies and built a career.

Still, he couldn't let go of basketball. He volunteered at a youth basketball clinic and played in a regional league with friends. The league was highly competitive, so he trained consistently.

David Park didn't fit the stereotype of a Black man at all. He was intelligent, articulate, and his English was polished—not at all like typical Black slang.

My wife, talking with him, gradually warmed up. Our conversation slowly turned toward sex. David Park kept complimenting her, calling her stunning. When he learned our ages, he was surprised.

"I thought you were around my age," he said.

My wife moved to sit beside him. She gently placed her hand on his thigh, then leaned in and kissed him lightly. Her hand slid up, touching the bulge in his shorts.

She felt him through the fabric—and her eyes widened.

"No way… I didn't believe it even from the photo."

She touched him again, stunned. Then she pulled down his shorts.

Underneath was a black monster that looked too large to have fit in those shorts—like a python coiled in his pants.

She grasped his fully erect cock. It was so thick and long that even with her hand at the base, the exposed part was as long as an average white man's entire erect length.

"This is incredible. I always said I wanted a ten-inch dick—this is even bigger."

Amazed but eager, she brought her mouth to it like a woman about to savor a delicious meal.

His cock wasn't just long—it was massively thick. The head looked like a cola can. She couldn't take it all at once.

She started by licking the head like it was ice cream. It seemed even she found this monster too big to swallow in one go, so she began teasing it from all sides.

His cock stood straight up, rock-hard. Even from where I sat, its hardness was obvious. She finally took the head into her mouth.

It strained her lips, but she slowly began working it deeper into her mouth. The contrast was striking—her pale face, red lips, and the thick black cock disappearing between them.