Virgil groggily opened his eyes as the sound of his alarm clock bore into the back of his skull. This, he reminded himself, is the price of staying up late again on a Sunday night. Virgil sat up, slapped his alarm clock off, and looked around his room. The bright sun shone in the window onto his bed and glare reflected off the porn magazines strewn about him. His late-night marathon jackoff sessions had been taking up hours of his time lately, but he couldnt seem to help himself. It was almost like he was experiencing a masturbation renaissance these days: constantly stroking his thickening meat-staff until it spewed sticky ropes of his hot, viscous semen like a jerking, pulsating firehose. The main reason for his insatiable erections late at night was his neighbor and best friend, Jayne. Sexy little Jayne was a short, dark-haired girl who had the most fantastic curves on Earth. She was definitely not fat by any stretch of meaning, but was beautifully voluptuous with large, teardrop shaped breasts (easily DD, guessed Virgil) having dark, upward-facing silver dollar nipples and big spherical ass-cheeks that protruded well behind her when she walked. Virgil had been seeing all of this firsthand lately, since Jaynes family was remodeling their house and the new bay windows in Jaynes room gave Virgil a clear view of the back half of her room, including her bed. For some reason, they hadnt put up any blinds yet, and this didnt seem to make Jayne the least bit self-conscious. Every night at midnight, Virgil watched Jayne turn her bedroom light on, get out of bed, and walk to the hidden part of the room where Virgil knew her closet and dresser were. She would return with a fearsome-looking black dildo, which must have been at least as big as a can of Pledge furniture duster. Virgil would watch as Jayne stripped naked on her bed every night and reamed her pink petaled pussy with the black dildo for hours on end. He would watch as her pretty doll-like face contorted in orgasmic bliss countless times in the small hours of the morning. He would watch as she settled herself in all varieties of positions and rammed the dildo home again and again. As he would stand in the late-night darkness of his room, watching through his own window and beating his cock to match the tempo of Jaynes thrusting dildo, Virgil often imagined that she, too, was pretending that the two of them were fucking. If only she knew Virgil would mutter to himself while he watched Jayne hunching her hips with her beautiful rotund ass high in the air to better receive the pounding length of her black dildo. These late-night adventures had caused Virgil to begin to see his childhood friend in a new light. They had never had a sexual encounter with each other (or anyone else, at least that Virgil was aware of) aside from a lone game of doctor more than ten years ago, which he decided did not count. He had never really even thought of Jayne sexually before his secret midnight voyeur sessions began. Since then, however, he had felt slightly uncomfortable and ashamed around Jayne at school. She had noticed his acting weird immediately, and had jokingly tried to get him to shake off his mood with her bubbly and cheerful personality, but to no avail. He knew it was stupid and unreasonable, but Virgil had subtly begun to avoid Jayne after that. This was no easy task, not only because theyd been friends almost their entire lives, but also since they sat next to each other in their first class of the day and were both senior class officers of the student council, which met three times a week. A loud knock on Virgils bedroom door shook him out of his reverie. Are you up yet, dork? It was Virgils little sister, Anna. Yeah, Im getting up. Anna was a year younger than Virgil and went to the same high school. They did their best to act cool and avoid each other at school, but Virgil knew that Anna secretly looked up to her big brother. Then get going and take a shower so were not late. I have an exam first thing today. Virgil somewhat resented having to share a car with his little sister, but it was a small price to pay for having a brand new vehicle which his parents paid for completely. He wiped sleep out of his eyes and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. As he stood up, Virgil suddenly felt a painful tug as his bed sheet pulled away from his groin, and his mighty morning wood swung wobblingly into free space. The sunlight caught the large purpled head and made it glow ruddily with pulsating thickness. The ridge of his glans cast deep shadows while the thick, knotted veins climbed the forearm-like shaft as fleshy ivy would a blood-filled pillar of marble. Astounded by the glowing vision of his own girthy cock in the sunlight, Virgil stared. Smiling, he realized that his turgid erection really was as long as his forearm, from elbow to wrist. Glowing in the morning sun like that, it seemed bigger than ever. He had never bothered to measure it, merely delighting in the large, meaty feeling of it and the knowledge that he was significantly larger than any man he had ever seen in porn or on the internet. As he walked across the room to his towel rack, he wrapped his fingers around the shaft, just behind the head, but his fingers couldnt fully surround the beercan circumference. Stroking towards the base as he grabbed his bath towel, the baseball bat-like mid-shaft swell of his massive cock forced his fingertips even further apart, before coming slightly closer together again towards the base.