New Story: Reputation, or "From Farmboy to Big Man on Campus"

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Bruce had Josh pull his chair over to Bruce’s desk and sit next to him in front of the computer. Both former farmboys were still only wearing their boxers. Bruce was the bulkier and more muscular of the two, with a bigger chest and arms. But Josh was no slouch, either. The taller boy had been working out a lot since he had started college, and his leaner frame showed off his well-defined muscles. The dark hair on his chest and legs was starting to fill in, giving Josh a masculine appeal that Bruce could see attracting the ladies, even without what was hanging between Josh’s legs.

There wasn’t a lot of extra space in front of Bruce’s computer, so their broad shoulders occasionally touched as Bruce turned on his computer and started pulling up his “special” files. Bruce had never shown Josh his porn collection, and he was excited to see how Josh reacted. Would Josh get an erection? Would his dick get fully hard, or just chub up? Bruce had never seen Josh’s hardon up close, just across the room during their weekly jerk sessions. Could something that big get as stiff as Bruce’s cock? Or would it be more pliable and spongy? Was Josh’s cock smooth, or did it have lots of veins? Would Josh want to jerk off together, right there at the desk? What if he did?

Bruce put those thoughts to one side as he pulled up his password-protected directory. He had collected a lot of photos and videos over the years. For some reason, he decided not to pull up his favorite video right away. Instead, he started pulling up still photos of naked women, just to see how long he could drag out the process and how excited he could make Josh.

“Holy shit!” Josh exclaimed, after seeing a particularly busty redhead. “She’s soooooo hot!”

“I know, isn’t she? She could play with my dick anytime!”

Both college boys leaned back a bit in their chairs, letting their legs spread a little.

“Check her out! She’s one of my favorites!”

“Oh my god, her ass is perfect! And the way she looks over her shoulder, it’s like she’s looking right at me!"

Josh and Bruce were breathing heavier now, their legs spread even further apart. Their hands were still by their sides, for the moment.

All of a sudden, Josh pointed at another and grunted, “Fuck! See that pretty mouth? There’s no way I could get somebody like her to suck this!” He squeezed his crotch for emphasis. "It would scare her away for sure!”

God, what would that be like? Bruce thought. To have a cock so big it scared girls away? What kind of a mouth could take what Josh has to give? For some reason, that thought excited him more than the hot girl on the computer screen.

Adjusting himself, Bruce said, “Hang on, Big Josh. I’ve got a few more things to show you.” He then started to pull up some of the video clips he had saved of blowjobs. All kinds of blowjobs—slow, fast, licks, sucks, deep throats, oral sex on small cocks (not many of those in his collection), and especially on big cocks. By the time the boys finished viewing 8 or 9 clips, they were both leaning back as far as they could in their chairs, almost panting, their hands aching to take care of business.

Then Bruce said, “I admit, you got a bigger cock than most of the guys in these videos.”

“Yeah, I do.”

Smug bastard! But honest. “But don’t lose hope! There is a mouth out there somewhere for you, probably right here on campus, maybe even right here in this dorm building. Check this out!”

Bruce pulled up his favorite clip. The one of the pretty blond absolutely swallowing the cock so big he didn’t think it was real, at least not until meeting his roommate. The two watched in silence as that beautiful mouth slowly but surely made every single inch of that bad boy disappear down the blond’s eager throat.

Bruce had seen the clip many times before, and he knew what to expect. To Josh, it was the hottest thing he had ever seen. He could imagine it was his cock, easing down the blond’s throat, all the way down to his dark pubes. As the cock on the video reached bottom, and the hung porn star started pumping back and forth in his co-star’s overstuffed mouth, Josh couldn’t hold back more comments.

“Oh, shit! Do you see that! Do you know how much I want somebody to do that to me?!”

Wanting to extend the other boy’s excitement, Bruce clicked the video into slow motion. Now it took twice as long for that big cock to slide down the blond’s throat and back up again.

“Yeaaaahhhhhh . . . that’s it . . . ." Josh practically moaned.

“Ready?”

“For what?” Josh asked.

“For the grand finale!” Bruce said with a grin. He clicked the video back into regular speed.

As the clip neared its end, the hung porn star pulled out his cock and started stroking. The blond obediently moved closer to him, her pretty blond face an inch away from his big meat. Moments later, he started spurting rope after rope of gooey cum in her face, her hair, hey mouth, her lips. The best part was that Bruce had tinkered with the clip after he had downloaded it. He inserted a “loop” so that the climax repeated itself four or five times. He was really proud of his work. It really looked like it was one continuous cum rather than several spliced together.

“Wow!” Josh exclaimed. “He comes almost as much as I do!”

Almost? Bruce wondered. His mind was racing. How much cum does Josh shoot out? Can he really blow that big of a load? Could anybody handle that much cum? What would it be like? What would it be like to have a cock that big and shoot that much? What would it be like to have that cock? To have somebody suck it? To have somebody taste it? To taste it? . . . . .

“Dude!”

Josh’s exclamation broke through Bruce’s thoughts. “Huh?”

“Dude!” Josh said again, looking down.

Bruce looked down to where Josh was looking. Josh’s crotch was bulging. By no means fully erect, but his cock was definitely excited.

But that wasn’t what Josh was looking at. He was looking at his left leg. And at Bruce’s right hand, which happened to be gripping Josh’s leg, just above the knee.

Bruce looked at his hand. Then up into Josh’s face, which was flushed. Both boys were still breathing heavily, even though the clip had ended. Bruce looked back down at his hand.

It started to move up Josh’s leg. Josh didn't try to stop it.

“Oh, man . . . .” Josh whispered.
 

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Oh man! Things just got interesting. This is the best story I ever read. Love how you draw it out. Can't wait for the next one.
 
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Bruce couldn’t stop moving his hand up Josh’s leg. It was like Bruce was watching one of his videos. Only this time, he was one of the actors, taking instruction on what to do from an off-screen director. His hand was only a couple of inches now from Josh’s crotch. What was going to happen now? How far was Bruce willing to go to see Josh’s titanic cock in action? And how far would Josh let him go?

Bruce’s hand paused. He looked at Josh, who was breathing heavily and wild-eyed in anticipation of what Bruce was going to do next. Josh may have been the one with the bigger dick, but Bruce definitely was in charge of this encounter. Whatever happened (or didn’t happen) would be up to him! How bad do I want to see this cock in action? Bruce thought for a few seconds. Bad enough to do whatever it takes?

“Stand up,” Bruce said. Josh complied. Bruce moved his chair around so that it was facing Josh. Bruce sat back down again. “Come here.” Josh moved towards Bruce. Bruce sat on the edge of the chair and spread his legs so that Josh could stand only a few inches away. Shaking just a little, his hands reached out and grabbed Josh by the hips, right where the waistband of his boxers began. His fingers started curling around the cotton fabric.

“Bruce, man!” Josh whispered urgently. “You . . . you don’t have to do this for me!”

Bruce looked into Josh’s eyes. “Yeah, I do. And it’s not just for you. It’s for me, too. And I don’t HAVE to do it, I WANT to do it.” He paused for a second. “Just promise me this, OK? Whatever happens tonight, it’s just between us, OK? I don’t plan to make a habit of . . . of whatever is going to happen, got it?”

“Yeah, Bruce, of course! I promise.”

Bruce returned to the job at hand. His fingers were still curled around the waistband. He started pulling down Josh’s boxers—slowly, so slowly. Just like in Bruce’s videos—no, he thought, gotta make it BETTER than in the videos. As the boxers slowly came down, Bruce noticed how athletic Josh’s body really was. Not as muscular as his own, but strong, lean, cut. He could feel the tense muscles as his fingers moved along Josh’s skin. He could sense the boxers moving down Josh’s backside, revealing more and more of his tight ass. Bruce had an urge to turn Josh around and sink his face into that ass, but he resisted. There were bigger things to attend to, much bigger.

The boxers were low enough now to reveal Josh’s dark pubes. His treasure trail led down to a bush that was thick enough to tell that Josh was a real man, but not so dense as to hide the root of Josh’s colossus. That was coming into view now. Oh my god, it’s so thick! It was as thick across as the length of Bruce’s thumb. Lower now, lower! As the boxers continued their descent, the first couple of inches of Josh’s still-soft cock came into view. The pipe was laying on top of two testicles, each of which looked like more than a mouthful. They hung down low, although there wasn’t a lot of excess skin in Josh’s ball sack. Instead, his balls took up most of the space, pressing against the skin, almost with a visual throbbing.

“Wow, Josh, those nuts are huge! When was the last time you jerked off?”

“Um, almost five days now.”

“Five days? Shit man, how come?”

“Well, I was holding off tonight, cuz I wanted a big load when I, you know, tried to suck myself off . . . .” Josh said, with some embarrassment in his voice.

“No worries man, no worries. It’s gonna be all right.” Bruce said reassuringly.

Lower, lower!

Four or five inches of cock was showing now. Bruce couldn’t believe that Josh was so hung that his still-soft cock was longer than his was, rock-hard. Was this guy even human?

Up to this point, Josh had kept his hands to his sides. But as the boxers got down to his knees, Josh reached out and lightly put his hands on Bruce’s shoulders. Bruce didn’t mind. In fact, the hands felt good to him.

With one final pull, the boxers fell to the floor around Josh’s feet. Bruce was staring at Josh’s cock, now exposed in all its glory only a few inches from Bruce’s face. Probably because of Josh’s nerves, his cock was still soft. But Bruce would take care of that!

Bruce watched as his right hand reached out, closing the distance between the two college boys. Without hesitation, it took hold of Josh’s cock and started fondling, stroking, squeezing it. It felt so natural, so “right” to Bruce. He had been afraid it would feel weird, but it didn’t! What it did feel was, was, . . . inadequate. Bruce realized that his right hand, although plenty big enough for his own cock, could never hope properly to service Josh’s equipment, even in its soft state. His left hand reached out and joined his right, working together to unleash the power that lay just under the surface.

Bruce used his years of experience in manual self-stimulation to manipulate Josh’s nerve endings in just the right way, with just the right amount of pressure and manipulation. And the beast responded. Oh boy, did it respond! Bruce could feel Josh’s cock filling with blood, getting thicker, and longer, and stiffer. He felt like a master craftsman, manipulating a mound of soft clay that formed, as if by magic, into the most massive and perfect cock that he had ever seen!

The cock was really growing now, getting longer and longer, rising until it was sticking straight out from Josh’s hot body. Bruce had to scoot the chair back to give it more room to grow. And it wasn’t just getting longer, it was getting thicker, too. Bruce felt his hands being pushed further apart as the cock transformed from “thick” to “damn thick” to “shit that’s thick” to “monster thick.” He had to grip it tight just to keep control over the growing fuckstick.

It didn’t help matters—or actually, maybe it did—that Josh’s elephant had started streaming precum. By this time, his cockhead was beet-red and practically glowing with all the blood that was in it. The slit was engorged, and a steady trickle of fluid was dripping from the head onto the floor and down the barrel of his cock as well. The natural lubricant quickly coated his cock, making it easier for Bruce to squeeze harder and stroke faster without fear of damaging Josh’s love muscle.

By this time, Josh’s cock was at full mast and pointed up almost to the sky. Bruce let go of it to admire “his” handiwork. Both boys were panting, one from the pleasure he had received so far, and one from the work it had taken to awake the sleeping beast and bring it to maximum size. Bruce doubted that a ruler would come close to capturing its true length. The veiny cock bounced up and down, moving in time to Josh’s racing pulse. Fully erect and shiny with precum, it had no discernable curve to the left or the right, nor up or down. It was just a FUCKING HUGE DICK with its leaky head pointing straight at Bruce’s mouth. Bruce wondered what he had gotten himself into, and what would happen next . . . .
 
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Sorry for the delay, but I was unavoidably distracted by the real world. Our story continues:

As though in a dream, Bruce felt himself leaning over, his face coming closer and closer to Josh’s throbbing cock head. Given the enormous size of Josh’s cock, he didn’t have far to go. The blond boy used his right hand to grip the base of the cock. With his left hand, Bruce reached into his boxers and started slowly jerking his own steel-hard dick.

Now that the moment of truth had arrived, and his mouth was only an inch from Josh’s giant cock, Bruce wasn’t sure exactly what to do. He glanced up at Josh, who was holding his breath and watching him intensely, almost eagerly. Their eyes connected, and Josh nodded his head slightly.

Bruce SLOWLY extended his tongue until it was almost touching Josh’s monster. The cockhead seemed to swell up even larger, trying to fill the millimeter gap between it and Bruce’s tongue. After a pause that lasted only a second in reality, but forever in perception, Bruce moved his head forward, and his tongue made contact with cockflesh for the first time.

What a feeling! The initial point of contact was Josh’s cock slit, and the salty tang of Josh’s precum electrified Bruce. It tasted so strange, similar to Bruce’s own juice (although he would never admit to tasting his own), and yet different. It was . . . thicker, creamier, more pungent and flavorful. And there was a lot more of it!

After that initial taste, Bruce extended his tongue along the underside of the cock head, making more and more contact until a good two inches of cock head was laying on top of his tongue. Bruce started moving his tongue up the side of the cock head, the tip of his tongue wrapping gently around the ridge of the head. God, it was so big and thick! The head was bell-shaped, and the ridge stood out a good quarter of an inch all the way around the head. His tongue seemed to take forever to make the journey all the way around until it was back under the cock head, teasing the little—OK, not so little--piece of sensitive skin stretching from the bottom of Josh’s cock slit down the barrel of his cock.

“Ooooh, that feels so FUCKING good . . . .” Josh whispered as he gripped Bruce’s shoulders. Bruce felt proud that he could bring such pleasure to his roommate. He starting licking down one side of Josh’s cock, all the way down to the base, just above where Josh’s cock was connected to his fat nuts. As his tongue washed the big balls, Bruce could swear that he could feel them churning, gurgling with cum juice. He knew that wasn’t really how it worked, but he couldn’t argue with that part of his brain that was eager, almost desperate to trigger Josh’s release. “Uhhhh . . . .” Josh moaned.

The tongue was working its way up the other side of the monster cock now. The trip seemed to take forever. But now his mouth was back in front of Josh’s cock, his tongue playing with the cock slit that was oozing Josh’s special sauce. The juice was flowing even heavier now. Was Bruce doing this to Josh? Was his tongue that talented?

Bruce knew it was time to take things to another level. Without asking permission, he opened his mouth wide and placed it directly over Josh’s cock head. His tongue tickled Josh’s slit, trying to coax out even more precum. Opening his mouth as much as possible, Bruce enveloped the big cock head, easing it slowly deeper and deeper into his mouth. It felt like he was trying to swallow an entire plum! Using the techniques he had watched so many times in his porn, Bruce used his lips to cover his teeth and protect that magnificent cock head. He soon had swallowed the entire head, which occupied all of his mouth with little extra room to spare.

“Oh . . . .my . . . . god!” Josh squeaked as Bruce started sucking and licking the sensitive head. With each passing second, more of Josh’s cock eased into Bruce’s hot mouth. He was doing everything he could to stimulate the nerve endings of Josh’s monster, and Josh was afraid that he would shoot off in Bruce’s mouth. Was that what Bruce wanted?

Too soon, Bruce felt Josh’s head bump against the back of his mouth, just where his throat started. Try as he might, Bruce couldn’t get any more of Josh into his mouth. He swallowed, and swallowed, and swallowed, but the angle just wasn’t right.

Needless to say, all of this oral manipulation had brought Josh to the brink of a massive cum. He was almost at the point of no return. Then, suddenly, just as the sperm spasms were about to start, Bruce pulled his mouth off of Josh.

“Not yet, Josh, not yet. You’ve got a lot more cock that needs attention. Let’s try this from a different angle.”
 
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