Kyle's College Education

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Ok, I hate Kyle's friend. The could have bigger cocks, but he MUST have his revenge... Please, tell me that he's going to fuck Dana all night long and Mike and John friends come out to be gay! :)

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Hey guys, you are such awesome readers, thanks for the comments. As always they are really appreciated. Special thanks goes out to those of you who sent me private messages reminding me to continue this damn thing.

To try and prevent another excessive gap between chapters I have delayed publishing this one until I had a lot of work on the next chapter already done.

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“I need to feel this thing inside of me!” Emily declared. Mike turned away from Kyle to look at the two girls who were on their knees in front of him, worshipping his big penis. Kyle wondered how fast that smirk on Mike’s face would disappear if he realized he wasn’t actually the biggest man on campus.

“Be careful,” Julia advised. “He looks like he could split you in two!”

Kyle hit the redial on his phone. John’s number flashed onto the screen. In front of him Emily was stripping off her damp thong. While he listened to the phone’s dial tone in his ear he stared longingly at the nubile freshman. He had been so certain that she was his for the taking. The evening seemed to have been building inevitably to the moment he’d get to fuck her – first lay since arriving at school! - but she’d forgotten about him the moment Mike dropped his pants.

“Hello Kyle,” said a soft, breathy, voice into his ear. Kyle almost dropped his phone out of shock.

“He-hello?” Kyle stuttered, realizing he had heard the voice on the phone before in his one of his classes.

“Why aren’t you at my birthday party?” Dana asked him.

“Uh, well, I am actually.” Kyle said, remembering where he was. He bolted upright and tried to cover up the receiver of the phone with his free hand so that the other conversation and sounds from the room weren’t audible. Mike was giving him a weird look but neither girl seemed to have even noticed that Kyle was on the phone. Both were preocupped with Mike’s big penis.

“Well come hang out with us,” said Dana. “Here, John wants to speak with you.”


“Hey bro, where are you?” asked John.

“I’m upstairs,” said Kyle. “But I really can’t talk right now-“

“Well it turns out that Dana and I have a couple of mutual friends.” John told him, laughing. “I’m surprised we hadn’t met already, but she definitely knows who I am.” Kyle could hear Dana giggling in the background. John said something to her that was too muffled to make out, and she laughed even harder.

“Yo Kyle, put down the phone man,” said Mike.


“What did you tell her?” Kyle asked frantically.


“Just the truth,” said John. “That you think she’s the hottest girl at the school. And honestly bro, I think you’re fucking right.”


The line went dead. Kyle’s stomach felt queasy.

“What the hell was that all about?” asked Mike.

“Uh... nothing... my roommate is here.”

“Ok, I need some of that big cock!” Emily shouted, interrupting them both. She peeled the remaining clothes off of her busty body, leaving a tiny white thong that disappeared between curvy cheeks of her juicy heart shaped ass. Kyle looked longingly as the round and plump ass cheeks he had come so pounding jiggled with every move Emily made.

Emily pulled off her thong while Mike got out a condom. His fat cock was rock hard and pointing straight up from his lap as Emily disrobed in front of him. Kyle watched enviously as Mike struggled to properly fit a condom over the wide head of his shaft. Kyle had always thought large condoms were a gimmick, but Mike looked like he might have actually benefitted from one.

“Are you ready for that big dick Emily?” Julia asked. “He’s gonna stuff you sooo much.”

“Yeah, you better go slowly at first with that big fucker” slurred Emily. “Don’t want you to rip me apart.”

“Sounds like you’ve never had a real man’s cock before” said Mike, stroking his heavy shaft.

“Never!” Emily agreed. Kyle’s eyes were still fixed on her curvy young body. She definitely wasn’t a skinny girl, her stomach wasn’t as perfectly flat as Julia’s... her legs weren’t toned line Dana’s, her skin was paler. Her stomach didn’t have that gym routine induced flatness. Trying to see her flaws didn’t help though. Those big tits and that nice toned, perky ass were supposed to have been his.

“Well I wanna fuck Julia first. You should look after Kyle.”

“Noooo,” moaned Emily. “I want some big dick.”

“I just wanna watch right now,” added Julia. She was the only one who still had all of her clothes on.

“Ok, whatever. Get on the bed then,” said Mike. His big cock was still rock hard despite being wrapped up tight. It bounced against Mike’s pudgy stomach, slapping loudly every time it connect. Emily lay back on the bed and Mike jumped onto it as well, pushing open her legs with his hands.
 

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Emily was flat on her back now with her legs opened wide and sticking into the air. Mike began to guide the turgid shaft of his cock toward the hairless lips of her pussy. Without really thinking Kyle moved to get a better view of Mike’s engorged cockhead as it pushed up against Emily’s moist lips. The busty teenager was panting with excitement now, her big tits were jiggling on her chest. When Mike’s cock head actually started to push in she let out a sharp gasp.

“Oh! Easy, easy... go slower, slower.”

Mike didn’t alter his movement and continued to push forward. Emily gasped again, this time in pain. Her eyes looked like they were going to pop out of her head as Mike managed to get the first couple inches of his cock inside of her.

“Stop!” She pleaded. Mike obliged this time and pulled out the few inches he’d managed to get in. Emily panted and gasped on the bed in front of him as his dick slipped out of her.

“Its sooo big,” she moaned. “I’ve never been stretched like that.”

“Are you ok Emily?” asked Julia. The petite blonde was standing very close to Emily and Mike now, and her breathing was almost as ragged as Emily’s.

“Yeah,” gasped Emily, “I can take some more-OH! No! No! Enough for now, slow down.”

Mike started jamming a couple inches of his cock in and out of Emily. His hips rapidly started moving faster as he started working his way deeper inside of her. Emily kept panting like and gasping like a wounded animal but she didn’t tell him to slow down this time.

“How do you like that?” Grunted Mike, jamming four or five inches of fat cock in and out of Emily’s stuffed vagina with every thrust of his hips.

“It’s so big!” shouted Emily. “Fuck! You are huge! Give me more! I want it deeper!”

Julia put her hands on Kyle’s pants and wordlessly unbuttoned his fly. He was already unzipped so it only took a simple tug for her to bring down his pants and boxers. The angelic looking blonde started stroking Kyle’s limp penis, though her attention never left Mike and Emily.

“It’s so big...” whispered Julia.

Kyle felt himself quickly getting hard again. He tried to imagine that Julia was talking about him instead of Mike.

“It’s huge,” he agreed.

“Fuck!” Screamed Emily. “You’re stretching me so much! Ohmygoditsodeeeeep!”

Now Mike was burying most of his fat cock inside of Emily with every thrust. He started to pick up speed. Sweat glistened off the tensed muscles of his thighs as he began to really pump the curvy freshman in earnest. The air was filled with the loud slapping sound of Mike’s ball and thighs against Emily’s skin with every grunting thrust. While Emily gasped and groaned her big teenage breasts bounced hypnotically before Kyle’s eyes.

Julia’s hand was roughly milking Kyle’s dick. He was rock hard, but Julia didn’t have her friend’s natural talent when it came to handling cock, and the way she was squeezing him was almost painful. Like Kyle her eyes were fixed on Mike’s penis as it plunged in and out of Emily’s quivering body. Mike was pounding away rhythmically now, grunting like an animal as he did, burying and sheathing the full length of his glistening cock in Emily’s overstuffed snatch.

Normally Kyle would have been delighted to have an angel faced blonde tugging on his prick, but it looked as though his penis was the only part of him that Julia noticed. All her attention was on the scene in front of them of the busty freshman getting her pussy reamed by a cock that belonged on a porn star rather than a nerdy college kid. The sound of wet skin slapping skin and pained grunts filled the room and the air was thick with the smell of sweat and sexual fluids mixed with lube from Mike’s condom. Kyle was so drunk that only Mike and he and the girls seemed to be stationary – the rest of the room spun around them as an incandescent blur. The world had ceased to exist outside the confines of the bed, the two people fucking on it, and their captive audience.

“Fuck!” shouted Mike. He grabbed Emily’s wide hips and stabbed his cock deep inside her body “I’m fucking coming! Fuck yeah!”

“OH FUCK!” screamed Emily, “it’s so DEEP inside of me! Your cock is so fucking bi!”

“Oh yeah baby take my fucking cum you little slut!” Mike shouted. He jammed his cock into Emily as deep as he could make it go, until the head was driving right against her cervix and his balls were pressed against her skin.

Mike help himself over Emily with his arms and kept pumping his hips without full withdrawing his cock, churning a couple inches in and out of Emily’s body as he exploded inside of her. He let out a satisfied groan, leaving his huge member inside of her while he caught his breath. Emily slumped onto the bed, no longer moving, her body limp. Her big breasts rose and fell with each deep breath she sucked into her lungs. When Mike finally pulled out her eyes widened as his thick head passed through the well fucked lips of her pussy.

“Shit...” Mike murmured, putting a hand on the sticky shaft of his cock.

“Hey, where’s the condom?” demanded Julia. Kyle could see that Mike’s dickhead was bare. Further down his shaft the plastic ring of the condom squeezed uselessly on Mike’s fat shaft, the rest of the condom was a tattered ruin.

“The end busted off...” said Mike, “it was too small.”

“Oh shit,” groaned Emily. “Why did you cum inside of me?”

“I didn’t realize,” said Mike. He stood up and got off the bed.

Julia let go of Kyle’s dick. She was looking over at Emily, who was also sitting up. She reached down and touched her pussy with one hand, gingerly putting a finger inside her stretched hole.

“Fuck,” Emily moaned. “There’s so much of it. I’m not on the pill.”

“It’s ok Em,” said Julia. “We’ll get you Plan B.”

“God damn it! This sucks!” Emily groaned. “I hate this shit.”

Kyle felt his phone vibrating in his pocket again. He was sure it would be his roommate John calling him back, but when he checked it was Tom, another of the friend’s that had come here with him and Mike. It made sense, he realized, since Michael and he had recruited a half dozen people to come party and then they had disappeared.

He put his phone away without answering and stuff his cock back into his pants. Mike was doing the same. The atmosphere had changed completely now. Emily looked unhappy as she cast her eyes about for her discarded clothing, though Kyle caught Julia staring at Mike’s cock as he struggled to fit it back into his briefs.

“Shit, I’m so sore,” complained Emily as she got dressed. Cum was running down the inside of her left thigh but she didn’t seem to notice as she pulled her clothes back on.

“You should give me your phone numbers,” said Mike, grinning, so caught up in the afterglow of his orgasm that he was barely paying attention to anyone else in the room.

“I have to go,” said Emily. “Let’s get out of here Julia.”
 

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Here's the next part, on schedule for once. I'm really eager to hear what people think of the direction the story is going in. If you have any particular ideas of what you want to happen then definitly say so. Several developments have been surprises to me, and while it may not be obvious, I've actually been working on working suggestions from you guys into future chapters of the story.

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The girls left with a dazed Kyle and a jubilant looking Mike following close behind. Kyle watched Emily disappear down the stairs, her round ass wiggling underneath her dress. There was a distinct dark spot on it close to her leg, probably from Mike’s load slowly leaking out of her pussy, but she was apparently too drunk to notice. Kyle wasn’t surprised, she had other concerns right now and after her hard fucking she was actually limping a bit.

“That was fucking crazy yeah?” asked Mike Kyle as the girls walked down the stairs ahead of them. They were standing alone at the third floor landing now. Music from the dance room was much louder out here, and there was a steady stream of people using the lower part of the staircase to get to and from the front porch, but up here they were alone.

“Uh, yeah,” mumbled Kyle.

“I’ve never done anything like that,” said Mike.

“Let’s get back downstairs,” suggested Kyle.

“That wasn’t weird, was it?” asked Mike. “I mean, you seemed to be into it.”

“Nah man, don’t worry about it,” insisted Kyle.

“Next time you can fuck Emily.”

“If there is a next time,” said Kyle. Mike looked puzzled.

“What do you mean? That bitch couldn’t get enough of my cock.”

“The condom broke,” said Kyle.

“Yeah, I could tell at the end it just felt way too good,” said Mike, “I knew that something was wrong but it was so wet and tight and hot inside her pussy and I couldn’t make myself pull out.”

“She wasn’t happy,” said Kyle. “She isn’t on birth control.”


“Whatever bro, it’s her problem not mine, besides there’s lots of other ways to deal with that shit.” Mike sounded annoyed. “I shoulda known there would be problems. I got that condom from you at that party a couple weeks ago. Of course it broke when I finally got to use it.”

Kyle winced and didn’t say anything. Mike realized he had just crossed a line.


“But hey, size isn’t everything.” He said. “Let’s get back to the party man, get some more beers, see what the gang is up to.”

Mike started to walk down the stairs but he stopped when Kyle didn’t follow. They were both stationary for a moment, though neither of them was sober enough to stand still without swaying from side to side. It was Kyle who broke the silence.

“How big is it?”

“No bullshit man, but its just over nine inches long. And that’s measured for real, not from my asshole, or I could say I was thirteen. A lot of guys give made up numbers and make it sound like nine isn’t as big as it is” said Mike. “Based on what your room mate said earlier about your dick... I thought maybe we were cock twins.” He shrugged. “Silly of me, there’s only a couple real nine inchers in the entire world I bet.”


“Yeah, John can be an asshole sometimes.” Kyle suddenly felt evil. “The reason he was teasing me when you came over was because he walked in on me jerking off two days ago and his dick is slightly bigger than mine.


Mike laughed incredulously. From the look in his eyes Kyle knew the bait had already been taken.

“But he’s only a tiny bit longer and fatter than me.” Kyle continued. “He showed me pictures. You would blow him out of the water Mike.”

“Yeah,” said Mike, gripping the bulge in the front of his jeans. “But that’s no surprise. This monster blows everyone out of the water.”

“Sure,” agreed Kyle. “But John thinks he’s god’s gift to women. I wish someone could shut him up about it.”

“Well maybe if the opportunity comes up I can take him down a notch,” said Mike. Kyle smiled.

“Yeah man, someone has to show him that no matter who you are, there’s always someone bigger.”

“Oh I don’t know about that,” said Mike. “I mean, somebody has to be the biggest. And so far in my life, that’s been me.”

“I guess that’s true,” agreed Kyle. “At the end of the day, someone has to be the biggest.”

“Well if the chance comes up I’ll let your room mate know what a big dick looks like.” Mike declared.

“I think it will happen,” said Kyle. “You know-“

He cut himself short as their friend Tom came up the stairs, calling out their names. Mike and Kyle both turned to look at their approaching buddy. He looked them over suspicious, and then threw a glance behind them, trying to see where they’d come from.

“Where have you guys been?” he demanded. “Kyle, I thought Mike was helping you put the moves on that bitch from your class.”

“Yeah, well there were developments,” said Kyle.

“No shit.” Said Tom “I just saw her leaving with her blonde friend. She looks like she just got gangbanged in the bathroom by half the football team. I’m saying, like, this girl’s hair was a mess and there was a cumstain on her skirt. While you guys were upstairs smoking pot or whatever somebody else fucked your girl Kyle.”

“Yeah!” Laughed Mike. “You know, I guess that is what happened!”

Kyle scowled. He started walking down the stairs and the other two followed his lead. As they got to the second floor landing his popped his head into the kitchen. Two guys were facing off at the kitchen tablen and arm wrestling while a cluster of drunken onlookers shouted encouragement. Neither Dana nor John was anywhere to be seen. Kyle went back to the landing to find Mike and Tom still waiting for him.

“Have you seen John? My dorm mate?”

“Oh shit man, I fucking knew I recognized that guy from somewhere!” Tom’s face lit up. “This seriously has been a crazy night. Your room mate showed up for like twenty minutes and then disappeared with the birthday girl.”


“What?”
“Yeah, right over there in the kitchen. I watched him chat her up, it was crazy. I think they had some mutual friend or whatever cause they seemed to know a lot of the same people. Anyway he whispered in her ear a bunch and got her to call someone on his phone, and then a little while after that they split.”

“Are you sure they’re gone?” Kyle asked desperately.

“I dunno. I got bored, went to find some beer and then I started looking for you guys.”

“Sounds like John is quite the stud.” Said Mike.

“More like that chick is a slut!” Laughed Tom. “There are a lot of sluts here tonight, not that it seems to be doing you two any good.”

“You know, I think I’m gonna head out” Kyle said. “Its kinda late anyway.”

“Seriously bro?” asked Mike.

“We’ve only been here for an hour” said Tom.

“I think the night has already climaxed” Kyle replied. “And I’m really tired, and I have two tests to study for next week anyway. I’m gonna get out of here.”

“Everything’s cool right man?” asked Mike. “We’re good, yeah?”

“It’s all good,” said Kyle. “But let’s see make sure that thing we were talking about happens.”

“Right,” Mike winked at him. “Well have a good night bro, I’m gonna see what everyone else got up to.”
 

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Kyle raced back to his dorm. The alcohol gave his legs a reckless energy that demolished the short distance back to campus and it was only after he slowed down to find his key card that he ran out of breath and felt the burn in his lungs. He had no way of knowing where Dana and John had left to go to, but something in his gut told him they’d gone back to the dorm room.

He took the stairs to him room slow, still catching his breath from the run between Amir’s house and his dorm. He trembled with nervous anticipation, not sure what he was expecting, or what he did or didn’t hope to find. He still hadn’t had a chance to stop and actually reflect on what he’d experienced over the last twenty four hours and now he found himself climbing the staircase back to his room without any pretense of knowing his own motives.

He only hesitated a moment before pulling the door open. He was ready for the manual bolt lock on the door to be on, was ready for the faint sounds of pants and grunts to be emanating from within. There had been a few occasions early in the semester when John had locked Kyle out of the dorm to fuck a girl, but this time Kyle intended to insist on entry.

The bolt hadn’t been locked in place and the door opened easily when he pulled on it. He stepped in quickly, taking in the room as he did. There was John, and he was naked. He was leaning back in his chair with his legs propped up on the desk, with Kyle’s laptop open in front of him. His giant cock, which looked more like a mutant fifth appendage than a human penis, was gripped between his meaty hands, neither of which was big enough alone to encircle its huge circumference.

Kyle remembered leaving his laptop open on his facebook page earlier. John had navigated back to the same picture gallery of Dana that they had been looking at the other night. On the screen Dana’s perky big tits looked like they were about to pop out of her teeny bikini top. Her long supple legs and perfectly flat tummy were unrivalled by any girl Kyle had ever layed eyes on. It was a picture from the album he knew well, one he’d look at many times when he was doing exactly what John was doing now.

But there was no site of the real Dana. John was alone in the room.

“Hey bro, what the fuck?” asked John casually. His hands didn’t stop stroking his humongous shaft. After seeing Mike’s nine incher earlier that night John’s monster cock looked even more abnormal to Kyle. It was so big the difference between his dick and Mike’s became relatively insignificant, he thought, it was a cock so big it destroyed any previous categorizations, thought Kyle feverishly. Big and small had been overthrown. There was John’s cock and then there was everyone else’s. Other divisions were hard to take seriously.

“Where is she?” asked Kyle. Relief and disappointment flooded him in equal measure. He didn’t know what he’d been expecting, but he hadn’t found it. And at this point walking in on John jerking off didn’t even feel that weird.

“Where is who?”

“Dana!” Kyle shouted. He pointed at the screen. “You’re on my lap top too, what the fuck?”

“Calm down there little bro,” chuckled John. “She talked the talk but she couldn’t walk the walk.”

“What?” asked Kyle.

“Yeah, she got scared when she realized everything her friend had told her was true” said John. “But you know, you were right, that bitch is fucking hot.”

“So she left?” asked Kyle.

“She wanted me to come out to a club or some bullshit like that. I figured I’d come home and at least spill a load on her this way.”

“Oh...” said Kyle.

“Yeah I’m kinda in the middle of something here,” laughed John. “Also its natural to be jealous bit do you have to stare at it like that?”
 

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The next morning Kyle wasn’t as hung-over as he had expected to be. He didn’t feel the need to vomit and his head didn’t even really start hurting until after he had forced himself out of bed. After he’d shut off his alarm and shuffled into his clothes he forced himself to drink water from his bathroom tap, brushed his teeth and then stuck his head under the shower for a minute without undressing. He wondered back into his bedroom while he dried off his hair with a wet towel hanging off his bathroom rack.

Unlike Kyle, John had no Friday classes. When Kyle’s alarm went off he rolled over and kicked away the sheets that had become tangled between his legs, but otherwise didn’t move. He lay on his back, his muscular barrel chest chest rising and falling softly with each breath he took, his eyes closed.

Kyle was late, but something made him hesitate at the edge of John’s bed. The massive shape of John’s flaccid cock left a distinct impression against the white sheet lying over his torso. Even after having seen it repeatedly Kyle couldn’t help but marvel at how big it looked. Even soft it was more than twice the size of his own erect penis.

He reached down and rubbed his hardening cock through his pants. He felt rooted in place by the image in front of him. Without even thinking about it he undid his fly and put a finger inside of his pants to stroke the ridge of his cock head. He agonized for a moment, trying to think of how late for class he could afford to be. Finally he sat back down on his bed, yanked out his dick and started stroking furiously, his eyes never leaving the outline of John’s flaccid cock against his bed sheet.

It only took a few strokes and Kyle felt himself explode. Two huge wads of cum as thick and long as pencils blasted out of his cock and landed high on his chest, covering his shirt. Kyle cursed silently and then rushed to clean himself off and change into fresh clothing. John shifted on the bed again; eyes still closed, and otherwise did not stir.

With no time to dwell on what had just happened Kyle rushed out the door and dashed across campus. Running made him realize he was still slightly drunk from the night before and he almost tripped as he went up the stairs to reach his classroom. His head ache was getting worse too but Kyle soldiered on. Pol108 was one class he never wanted to miss.

He arrived ten minutes late and rushed to find the closest available seat. There weren’t many choices – unless he wanted to squeeze past a dozen people, the only spaces were a long empty row at the back of the class. Up front the professor shot him a dirty look as the door banged closed behind him, then returned to the lecture. It sounded like a continuation of Wednesday’s talk on global criminal networks. Kyle put down his bag, settled into his chair and started to scan around the room for Dana. It wasn’t a good angle to see people from, and his head really hurt now and he wished he had Advil, or a joint rolled up for after class.

Just as Kyle was giving up on spotting her, Dana entered the classroom. The door banged shut again and the Professor made an ominous cough. Dana took a look at the room, made the same realization that Kyle did, and opted for the same empty row of seats at the back. Kyle watcher her approach, caught somewhere between panic and ecstasy as he realized she was heading for his aisle. Today she was wearing a button up white blouse that hid her cleavage, but those big young breasts bounced and jiggled with every pert step that the sexy teenage bombshell took. Flittering around her legs was a red tennis skirt that might have looked wholesome if it had been eight inches shorter. Kyle watched as the end fluttered provocatively above her knees, leaving the long and toned expanse of her slender legs on display.

Kyle’s heart nearly stopped when she reached his row and immediately dropped into the seat next to his. Her skirt flapped with her sudden movement and almost exposed her ass as she sat. Kyle used all his willpower not to turn his head and stare directly at her as she shifted around in the seat next to his and ruffled through her bag. Her skirt was riding up high along her creamy thighs, leaving little to his imagination.

He had never been physically this close to her before. He could smell her perfume and see the individual pores on her supple skin. When she leant forward to write the date on the top of her note book, a small window opened up between the strained buttons of her blouse offering an enticing sideways glimpse at her breasts. Kyle watched through the corners of his eyes, not letting himself turn his head for fear he’d be discovered. He could see tiny patches of tanned skin between each button of her shirt, with no hint of a brassiere. He could even make out a tiny bit of red skin and realized he was practically gawking at her nipples through the side of her blouse. Kyle’s dick moved in his pants and started to get hard. He swallowed and forced himself to look at the front of the classroom.

“Do you have a pen?” she whispered. At first Kyle didn’t realize she was talking to him. He bolted upright in his chair, hoping she hadn’t noticed him sneaking peaks at her tits.

She was sizing him up with those big, innocent looking eyes. Kyle had never realized that her eyes were a brilliant shade of green, unlike anything he’d ever seen before. They were captivating enough that for a moment he didn’t even process what she had asked him.
 

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“Well?” she asked, and tilted her head down to look at the pencil box sticking out of his open bag. Her voice was captivating too – girlish, but also deep and sensual, almost like a jazz singer’s at a late night club might sound – and it made Kyle think of everything that had happened the night before. His mind raced.

“Here,” he said, a bit louder than he should have. He fumbled into his bag and pulled a pencil free, handed it to her. One of her fingers brushed his when she took the pencil out of his hand. He was staring into her face, studying those brilliant green eyes and dimples and the honey blonde hair.

She went back to take notes. He pretended to return his attention to the professor. Through the corners of his eyes he undressed her curvy young body.

Class ended. Kyle closed his notebook and hoped Dana wouldn’t notice how little he had written in it. She had her phone out and looked like she was exchanging messages with someone.

“Did the professor mention the essay at the start of class?” She asked him without looking up. Kyle finished packing his bag. He got up and she got up as well. When she turned around to throw her own items into her purse he got a great view of the backs of her knees. He could see the individual muscles rippling and moving in her toned calves.

Kyle hadn’t gotten there in time to know what the professor had or hadn’t said about the class but Dana didn’t know that. The information on the syllabus was pretty straightforward anyway, and it was nice to be able to answer the question directly.

“It’s due next week,” he told her, “six pages.”

They were both standing now, both shuffling out of the row of seats and walking down the aisle to the exit. She was matching his pace to walk next to him as they moved out into the hall outside the classroom.

“Shit,” she sighed. “I haven’t even started...” she stopped. “Why do you look so familiar?”

She doesn’t recognize me? Kyle thought. It seemed like she knew who he was last night.

“Uhh... well I was at your party last night.”

“Oh, right.” She blinked her pretty green eyes, looking confused and slightly embarrassed. “I don’t, uh... I’m sorry, did we speak?”

“It’s me.” He said. “Kyle.”

“Oh.” She said. Her eyes widened with surprise, then narrowed into a scowl. “You’re roommates with that creep John,” she said, and resumed walking. Kyle followed, matching her pace.

“Um, yeah,” said Kyle. “You guys called me, remember?”

“Oh Jesus, I am so sorry about that,” said Dana. “I’m so embarrassed. I was really drunk and he just handed me the phone and told me to talk to you.”

“I sorta figured you knew who I was.” Kyle said. “You seemed to on the phone.

“Uh, when John described you I thought you were someone else in the class.” Dana explained.

“So what happened last night?” asked Kyle. He figured he might as well be blunt.

“Uhh...” Dana looked around, like she was checking in case anyone she knew was around, and then looked back at him. “Basically your room mate is a fuckin weirdo loser. No offense.”

“None taken,” said Kyle. They had resumed walking. They went down the stairwell and emerged outside into the sunlight. “just be glad you’ve never had to walk in on the guy jerking off.”

“Oh no!” Dana giggled. “That sounds awful! Did that really happen?”

“Yeah,” said Kyle, surprised at his own boldness. “That kinda stuff just happens when two guys share a room though.”

“My friend used to hook up with him all the time,” said Dana. “She used to talk about him a lot, actually. Said some really crazy stuff.”

“Like what?” asked Kyle, trying not to sound too interested.

“I really shouldn’t be telling you this,” said Dana.

“Tell me anyway.”

“Ok,” she smiled. “Well my friend used to say he had the biggest dick she’d ever seen. She said it was the size of her arm.”

“Really?” asked Kyle. “News to me.”

“I guess you would know,” said Dana, laughing. “This is so gross though, I can’t believe I’m talking about this.”

“Well what happened last night?” asked Kyle.

“Well he came on really strong and it was kinda nice and charming at first I guess but he was really forward, and he seemed to know everything my friend had said about him.” She said. “It was creepy... and then I found out that he...” she stopped.

“What?” asked Kyle.

“You’re roommate is like, stuffing a dildo down his pants or something.” Said Dana. “It was just too weird for me. And he wouldn’t come out or anything, he obviously just wanted to get alone with me.”

“He stuffs his pants?” asked Kyle.

“Yeah, and it’s really weird,” said Dana. “Telling a girl you have a giant dick is creepy! Stuffing your pants is super creepy!”

“Yeah, that is weird,” said Kyle.

“I mean, even if it gets you the girl she’s gonna find out the truth eventually!” said Dana. “Why pretend?”

“It’s a short sighted tactic,” agreed Kyle.

“I mean... my friend said he was big, but when he made me sit on his lap it was just so obvious there was a fake bulge in his pants. He wasn’t even trying to make it believable. Nobody is gonna believe he has a fifteen inch cock.”

“Yeah, it’s about average,” said Kyle with a wry smirk. “From what I saw anyway.”

“How did we get onto this conversational topic?” asked Dana. This time when she laughed she reached out and touched his arm.

“Don’t look at me, this is all you,” claimed Kyle.

“Yeah, as you can tell I’m a real classy lady,” replied Dana, grinning. “What direction are you walking?”

They were approaching the road where she normally turned south. Kyle had followed her at a distance a few times in the year and this intersection was always the point when he broke off to head to his dorm. If everything was going usual she’d be walking south.

“I have to run an errand down there,” he said, gesturing south.

“Great,” said Dana. “I’m walking that way too.”
 

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It took all of Kyle’s willpower not to ogle Dana’s body as they walked together. Every step that she took caused her heavy young breasts jiggled beneath the light fabric of her shirt and every errant gust of wind made her tiny skirt to flutter provocatively around her legs. The form fitting blouse and tiny frilled skirt left every juicy curve of her sexy little body on display.

“Let’s stop here, I need a latte.” Dana said, motioning to a Starbucks at the next intersection. “I’m still feeling hung-over.”

You should be drinking water, Kyle thought, but he didn’t say anything. Instead he nodded and followed her inside, his eyes glued on the hem of her skirt as it bounced up and down over her juicy round ass. The slightest breeze would have been enough to push Dana’s frilly skirt aside and reveal her perfectly sculpted cheeks.

She made her order while Kyle lounged against the wall behind her. With her back turned to him he could devote his full attention to her. Slowly his eyes traced their way up her back, admiring tan skin of her shoulders, the smooth curve of her neck. Slanting rays of sunlight coming in from the street caught in her blonde hair and transformed it into a radiant golden halo of illumination around her face. Standing like that in the light it looked like she was glowing.

For a moment Kyle saw her as more than a walking sex object. He felt like he was actually looking at her, the way a good artist looks at something captivating that they want to draw or paint. In that instant, with her hair turned golden in the sunlight, Kyle was almost as taken by her beauty as he was by the raw sexual energy of her nubile eighteen-year-old body. You’re perfect,he realized despairingly. She wasn’t just hot, she was a goddess. I would bite off my own tongue just to spend a night with you.

She turned to ask Kyle if he wanted to order anything and he barely reacted in time. His eyes jerked away from her supple body and he tried to make as though he had been looking at the glass display case beside her. He was sure she must have seen the way his eyes were angled directly at her ass, or at least the guilty speed with which he turned his head away when she looked at him, but he detected no sign of disapproval in her eyes. Given her body and the way she dressed she was probably used to having men look at her.

After Dana had gotten her drink they sat down at a table, and when Kyle’s knee touched Dana’s leg underneath the table she didn’t move her leg away. Kyle suddenly felt his armpits getting damp with sweat. Get a fucking hold on yourself, he thought futilely, just play it cool.

“So why haven’t we ever hung out before?” Dana asked. There was a knowing smirk on her face, like she was sure she already knew the answer. “We know the same people; we go to the same class--”

“It’s a big class,” Kyle interjected.

“—and we’re friends on facebook, aren’t we?” Dana finished.

“Well we’re hanging out now.” Kyle said, suddenly feeling defensive. He realized that he had been so focused on not staring at her tits he had been looking right into her eyes for way too long. He hastily turned to study the wall, hoping the flush in his cheeks wasn’t too visible.

“Only because I started the conversation,” Dana said, pretending to pout.

“Yeah...” said Kyle, his heart beating fast in his chest. He grasped about for something to say. He wasn’t exactly Casanova, but normally girls never left him short of speech like this. “Well I’m glad you did.” He said at last, instantly wishing he could take the words back. There was a pathetic sincerity in what he had just said that was impossible to disguise. He knew he should be playing it cool, but all his game was failing him right now.

“Me too,” said Dana, smiling.

Kyle realized he was staring into her eyes again, and she was looking right back into his. Her knee pushed more firmly against his leg and he felt her fingers brush his pants underneath the table.

“Do you have any weed?” Dana asked. “My head is killing me.”

“Sure,” said Kyle, pulling out his phone, his mouth dry. He’d thrown down money on a quarter ounce last night but he’d forgotten to take any with him when he left the party. An impossible thought occurred to him: maybe she likes you. “I left it with my friend though.”

“Oh, that’s too bad,” Dana sipped her latte, “I could really use some right now.”

Kyle took out his phone and texted Mike: what happened 2 the bag from last night?

Mike responded immediately, like he always did: I still have most of it. U want?

“I could go get it.” Kyle offered.

“So what are we waiting for?” Dana asked. “Let’s go.”

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