Kyle's College Education
This is a first time attempt. I've never done anything like this, so feedback would be appreciated.
This is a work of fiction, all characters are entirely made up. Some of the behaviour described in this story is inappropriate and creepy. Think of it as a testament to the power of young male lust.
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Kyle's College Education pt. 1
For class today Dana was wearing a pair of tight denim cut-offs and a low-cut white top that strained to contain her ample cleavage. The curvy blonde freshman looked bored. Instead of taking notes she was chewing on the eraser-end of her pencil and constantly glancing at the clock. The minutes ticked by. The professor droned on. She reached up and brushed a few loose strands of her long blonde out of her eyes hair and tucked it behind her ear.
Sitting across from her in his strategically chosen seat Kyle was well positioned to admire the line of cleavage so deep that he swore he could see the beginnings of the aureoles surrounding her nipples. When she leaned forward to write he could see the round shape of her heavy young breasts as they hung down off her slender body.
Kyle’s attendance record in Pol108 was flawless, but he rarely took notes.
Dana’s breasts, Kyle had long ago concluded, were perfect. After six weeks of watching her parade her body in front of him Kyle could think of little else. All her proportions were right – a huge bust that shrank into a narrow waste and then flared back out a firm round ass, a dimpled girl-next-door-face, and supple sun tanned skin free of any acne. Even if Dana wasn’t the most beautiful girl Kyle had ever seen she projected a raw sexual energy that was unmatched.
The bell rang and suddenly people were rising to assemble their things. Kyle shuffled the papers in front of him and stalled for time while his eyes stayed fixated on Dana. She rose from her chair, turned, and bent over to pick up her backpack. Kyle’s heart stopped in his chest as he stared at the backs of her long, sexy legs. She was bending forward so far that the tiny pair of cut-off’s rode up her hips and lodged in the crack of her bum. They were so skimpy that the plump, perfectly curved bottom of her right ass cheek popped out the bottom of her shorts and was momentarily on display.
Blood instantly rushed to Kyle’s cock as he watched Dana’s perfect ass exposed and wiggling from side to side. She shuffled through her bag for another heartbeat, prolonging his glimpse of the well tanned flesh of her legs and ass, and then she stood up straight again and reached back to pull down her shorts and restore a fig leaf of modesty. Kyle swallowed hard and collected his notebook and bag before hurrying back to his dorm.
On the way back Kyle played the scene over and over again in his head, committing every detail to memory. He had a great view of her cleavage all class but it was that moment at the end when he’d seen her ass that stuck with him. She probably had the roundest, juiciest, shapeliest set of curves he’d ever seen on a girl.
He found his new roommate John sprawled out in his half of their single room dorm, drinking beer and smoking weed. John was a good four inches taller than Kyle, and had a broader frame rippling with muscles. Except for his glasses he was a supreme specimen of athleticism, and his square jaw and hard lined face made him look like a 1950s drawing of Clark Kent. Kyle still didn’t know John well but found him oddly intimidating. Not only was he substantially bigger, he also seemed to rarely be doing anything except drinking, smoking pot and womanizing. He had his own friends who rarely showed up around the dorm and otherwise seemed indifferent to either socializing or studying.
Kyle had been hoping he’d have the room to himself so he could masturbate, but he graciously accepted John’s offer of a toke and a brew and resigned himself to getting a better sense of who his new roommate was. They shot the shit for a while and started to got hammered.
The topic had turned to girls. John had plenty of opinions on who the hottest girl on their floor was. Kyle told him that the girl in his class, Dana, was hotter than any of them. He used her facebook profile to make his point.
“God damn bro,” said John admiringly, taking a pull on his beer, “those are some nice titties.”
Kyle flipped through her albums, both of them salivating over those perfect curves. An album titled Cancun 2011 was especially tantalizing. In a couple of her pics Dana wore a bikini top so tiny it looked like her breasts were going to spill free at any moment. Her long tanned legs seemed to go on forever. Her waist was tiny, while her bust and ass were huge and firm and round, giving her the proportions of a living Barbie doll.
Kyle’s mind raced. The beer and bud and the pictures on his laptop were driving him wild, but without a private room he couldn’t take care of himself. His cock was throbbing hard in his pants as he admired her perfect young curves.
“That bitch is hot!” John exclaimed as they flipped to a picture of Dana standing in the ocean in a thong. The angle put her perfect, heart shaped, ass prominently in centre frame. John rubbed his crotch through hits pants and took another swallow of beer. “I see what you’re saying man, that’s a fine piece of ass. I’d love to take her for a ride.”
“You’ll have to get in line,” Kyle said, “I’ve got nice inches of hard meat I’m gonna feed her.”
“You pushin nine inches?” Asked John, grinning and reaching down to rub the conspicuous bulge in his pants again. Something fluttered in Kyle’s chest. He realized it was kinda weird to be sitting alone with another guy, stoned and buzzed, rubbing himself and facebook creeping one of the girls in his class. With sudden clarity he realized how weird this was.
“Sure,” said Kyle, a little too quickly, then: “damn I’d love to grab that ass.”
“Yeah, this is making me horny.” John said, rubbing the fabric of his shorts again. “I’m practically ready to blow a load here.”
Kyle’s mouth felt dry. He sipped his beer and didn’t say anything. On the laptop screen Dana’s perfectly proportioned round ass beckoned. He was still so horny. He thought of Dana bending over in class. He replayed that moment when the denim of her shorts had slipped over the cheek of her ass, and the way the plump flesh had jiggled as it fell free.
“You serious about packing nine inches bro?” Asked John suddenly.
“I’ve never actually measured.” Kyle lied.
“Well either way,” continued John. “I be I’ve got more inches to pump into Dana than you do.”
Kyle thought of the girls he’d been with. He’d slept with five girls and gotten head from a couple others. He’d gotten a few compliments on his size over the years and no one had ever complained. He also knew that at 6.75 inches long – properly measured – he was statistically above average. Besides which Kyle had a couple friends who had bragged about size in the past – one in particular – and a mutual girlfriend had told him he was actually bigger than the braggart. If John was running his mouth, claiming to be massive when he was really just average, he wouldn’t have been the first.
“Bullshit,” Kyle said. “Besides, even if you’re right I bet I could fuck her way harder and longer.”
“Nah bro,” said John. “Once I’m done with a girl she’s finished with other dicks. I’ve never had a pussy I didn’t ruin.” He used his beer to gesture at the screen. “She wouldn’t be young and fresh anymore once I was through.”
Something about that turned Kyle on in a way he didn’t fully understand. Dana was short, and Kyle was really tall. An image flashed through his brain of Dana bent over doggy style, her heavy young tits bouncing and jiggiling madly as John’s hulking body loomed over her, pumping his cock in and out of her with every thrust.
“You say you bet you could outfuck her,” John continued, “but I’m willing to bet ya fifty bucks that once she’s had a taste of my dick, your pecker will never satisfy her.”
“Prove it,” Kyle heard himself say.
As though he had been waiting for Kyle to say exactly that, John unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts and yanked them down to his ankles. Even before the underwear came off Kyle’s heart stopped in his chest. Resting against John’s inner thigh and clearly outlined by the tight fabric of his briefs was a bulge longer than the beer bottle Kyle was holding and as thick around as a bottle of Coke.
Kyle started blankly, unable to believe what he was seeing. John grinned and pulled down his briefs, exposing a gigantic flesh coloured tree trunk too long and thick to possibly be a real human penis. As soon as it was free it began to stiffen and move up John’s muscular stomach, rapidly inflating well past his bellybutton and standing up so tall it seemed to go past his nipples. Kyle couldn’t believe his eyes. Even as John reached up to grip his cock in both hands, there was space for at least two more hands to fit on the shaft without covering the huge, plumb sized head. Kyle had never seen anything like it.
"Yeah bro, lets see those nine inches." John challenged.
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Thanks for all the feedback, it helped motivate me to write the next chapter. If people continue to enjoy the story this much then I'll probably have another chapter done soon.
Kyle's College Education, pt. 2
Kyle was speechless. The picture of Dana on his laptop was forgotten. In front of him John had started to stroke the gigantic shaft of his cock. It was bigger than anything Kyle had ever seen in porn, bigger than any penis that he had imagined possible, a literal horse cock somehow grafted onto a human’s body. Even on John’s large and muscular frame it looked absurdly out of proportion.
John was grinning. He’d obviously seen this sort of reaction plenty of times before and was milking it for all it was worth. He looked fully hard now, and despite the immense size and the beer he’d been drinking John’s cock was rock hard. Kyle suddenly realized he was sweating profusely. His armpits were soaked, his shirt sticky against his chest. He had never stared for so long at another guy’s dick before. Especially not one that was hard and right in front of him. Yet now that John had it out, Kyle’s mind was fixated on every detail. He’d read once that the biggest penis on record was 13 and a half inches. John’s looked like it might be ready to bust that record.
“Kyle? Something wrong?”
“I, uhh...” Kyle was at a loss for words, still unable to look away. “I mean holy fuck dude! That thing is massive!”
John laughed and tugged away at the huge slab of meat erupting from between his legs. “Yeah, well let’s see yours.”
Kyle obediently pulled down his pants. He had been rock hard, but as soon as he started to unbutton he felt himself wilting beneath John’s expectant gaze. He pulled his pathetic half hard dick free of his boxers and gave it a couple shakes, horrified at how small it looked in comparison to his roommate’s. Unbidden a memory came to his mind of his eleventh grade girlfriend Janette giving him head after their first date. Oh Kyle, she had moaned. Oh Kyle, its sooo big. And how many times had he jerked himself off after he’d been told by a mutual girlfriend that he was bigger than his friend Tommy, who was always claiming to be huge. Kyle had fancied himself something of a stud. What a joke all of that seemed now.
“Not exactly nine inches,” commented John. “Are you even fully hard bro?”
Kyle pulled on his cock. He kept looking back at John’s huge erection. Then he looked over to Dana’s arched back and perfect ass on his laptop screen. The image of John pushing her over doggy style came back to his mind, but much more viscerally now that he could see John’s cock. In his mind Dana’s mouth was opened in a wordless scream of agonized ecstasy when John entered her. As John began to plough her Dana’s heavy breasts jumped bounced wildly on her tiny frame and that juicy perfect ass jiggled and shook each time it slammed back against John’s chiseled abs.
Kyle’s cock was throbbing at full length now. Next to John’s – which had to be more than twice the volume – it looked like a finger rather than a penis. Kyle was fully jerking off at full speed now, his eyes caught between the picture of Dana and the huge penis being masturbated in front of him. Mostly he found himself looking at John’s cock, imagining it was his.
“How... how big is it?” Kyle asked.
John snorted. “Nine inches,” he said, and rolled his eyes. “You sure like looking at my cock, huh?”
“Well, I mean... damn, I’ve never seen anything like it!” Kyle said.
Fully hard and gripped in both of his hands, John’s cock look even more imposing. It had the girth of a coke can and the length of a forearm erupting from testicles that looked as big as softballs. The uncircumcised head flared out like a mushroom cap and was even wider than the immense shaft.
“You’re a little on the thin side, huh?” John asked, looking at Kyle’s penis.
Kyle felt his face flush and his erection soften. What the hell could he say? He’d always figured his slightly longer than average length compensated him for being a little bit thinner than most guys, but that had been before he’d imagined that a cock like John’s could even exist. Jealousy flooded through him as he tried to imagine what it would feel like to hold that huge cock in your hands and know that it was yours, to know that you were bigger than any other guy for a thousand miles.
“Well you’re a freak. I bet you can’t even fit inside most girls.”
“Oh it fits,” John said, grinning.”Maybe not at first, but they always adjust. You should see their faces when I whip this thing out. A few of them even realize that their pussy will never be the same after I’ve broken them in, but in the end no one resists me.”
Kyle tugged furiously on his dick. He tried to imagine what Dana’s face would look like if she pulled down his pants and saw a cock as big as John’s. With a penis that big he’d never have to worry about girls straying, or wonder if he was good enough in bed. He could have Dana all to himself until the end of time and where would she ever find someone with a hope in hell of measuring up?
Except that Kyle wasn’t the one who measured up, John was.
“I can’t even imagine what you’d do to a pussy.” Kyle said.
“I bet you’ve felt a couple loose pussies in your time,” said John. Kyle nodded. “Not me. What most guys call loose and worn out I call workable and fresh.”
“Fuck.” Kyle grunted. “It is really big... Shit man, it’s fucking huge. I’m still not sure what to think.”
“Yeah you still haven’t stopped looking at it.” John laughed. He was tugging even harder on his huge cock now. His breathing was ragged now, his voice huskier. “I bet you wish your baby prick was half this big!”
“It isn’t fair,” Kyle complained, stroking himself even harder, wishing he could use both hands like John instead of just one.
“Yeah, stroke that pathetic little noodle,” John teased. “How did you ever think you’d pass for nine inches?”
“I’ve been told I’m big.” Said Kyle defensively, his hand jerking furiously on his cock.
“I must be more than three times as thick. I’ve jerked with a couple buddies but no one as tiny as you. I guess I’m starting to understand why girls tell me that I ruin them. You would be lost inside a girl’s pussy.”
Kyle didn’t know what to say. He felt humiliation, envy and lust warring in his soul. His hand slid ever faster up and down his hard cock as he watched John jack off his godly endowment.
John was looking at the picture of Dana again, admiring the perfectly sculpted contours of her ass. “That bitch is going to love my meat,” he said, his hands now a blur of motion up and down his gigantic cock. “Yeah, just think of how those titties are gonna look bouncing up and down on my prick.”
That image set Kyle over the edge. He’d watched Dana’s tits bounce and sway in her shirt so many times he could imagine the scene perfectly. He felt something contract in the base of his balls and a huge wave of pleasure rippled up his penis. The muscles in his legs contracted, he felt an explosion of pleasure shoot out of his prostate. The strongest orgasm he had felt since middle school ripped through his body, leaving his legs weak. A huge wad of cum erupted out of his cockhead in a volley of long, thick, ropes, coating his shirt, his stomach, even his chin and shoulders.
Then John threw back his head, let out an animalistic groan, and began spraying cum from his fire hose sized cock. Any momentary sense of pride Kyle had felt at the size of his own load vanished as he watched John’s cock explode a continuous stream of thick white cum. Jizz splattered the ceiling of their tiny dorm room and sprayed the far wall. As John continued to furiously pump his huge cock with both hands more of it sprayed over his knees and onto his bed. Kyle was in awe all over again as he watched his roommate deposit what looked like several weeks worth of cum in twenty seconds.
John sighed. “Damn I’ve been holding that in a while.”
His cock lost its rock hardness but remained mostly erect. Lying plump against his thigh it resembled a massive fleshy snake. Kyle still couldn’t look away. The entire room stank of sweat and cum.
“You’re really big.” Kyle said at last.
“Yup,” said John, using a towel next to his bed to wipe himself off. He pulled his boxers and shorts back up and sat up on his bed, looking around the room. “That bitch is seriously hot. What did you say her name was, Dana?”
“Yeah,” said Kyle, looking about for something to clean himself off with. He realized there was cum on the screen of his laptop. One of John’s wads had hit the screen right where Dana’s ass was.
“I wanna meet her.”
“I don’t know her.”
“You have her on facebook,” noted John.
“Me and eight hundred others. Besides, I think she has a boyfriend.”
“Yeah?” asked John. “So what?”
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