I'd often seen Kelly's cock. Sometimes when we were out fishing, or doing something outdoors. He'd announce that he had to take a leak. Usually after drinking a lot of beer. He'd step away a little bit, whip out his cock and take a piss. He usually wasn't very discrete about it. Although his dick was always soft, it was beautiful. Long, fat, cut and just as black as he was. The head was helmet shaped and slightly lighter in color than the shaft. It hung down about 4 inches, flaccid. I always wondered how big it got when it was hard. I could see, even with it soft, why the women always flocked to him.