Sequel: The Re-education of Alysen

[alysen6]

I had a number of people write me or IM me saying they appreciated my first story. Here's the ongoing sequel, with more to follow if you all would like.

Also, I've had a number of hung guys IM me with issues about their size. It's been a pleasure talking to all of you. Keep it up! Love ya!

-Aly


The Arrival of Jason

That following week moved like a blur, and my mind was still reeling with the shock of my sexual awakening. I felt like a new person when it came to sexuality, and all day I would wander about the house restlessly, eager for Nick to come home. Our sex life was like fireworks now, and I would meet him at the door when he got home from work, hungry to get to bed and quench the desire it seemed was growing within me, more powerful every day. I was eager to do everything better, more powerfully, and more passionately than ever. I gave Nick blowjobs that lasted for hours. I would ride his eager cock, making him thrust deep and hard each time, my pussy feeling more alive than ever before. After sex we would lie in bed and talk about sex, and I found a whole realm of conversation it seemed that I was either too shy or too indifferent to bring up before. Nick had always loved talking about sex, but for some reason I always thought there really wasn’t much to talk about. Plus, why talk about it when you could just do it? And after you did it, what more was there to say? But now I felt intrigued by the subject, and fantasies and possibilities arose before my mind that I was amazed I had never considered.

I wanted to know more about Jason, and his background with Nick. The two had met under less than favorable circumstances, two years before. Jason was a new freshman at the college where Nick was already in his junior year. Nick was dating a very attractive member of the volleyball team, a blonde girl with large perky breasts and a killer body. He loved everything about her except her attitude in bed. Sex was unexciting and awkward, and she would often make excuses for avoiding it. After a weekend when Nick left for home, however, he returned to get a phone message from her saying she was no longer interested in him, and was dating someone else. Not used to being slighted, Nick demanded to know who it was she was seeing, and drove to her house to find Jason there. He argued briefly with her, upset that she would dump him for a freshman who looked like he could be Nick’s kid brother. A month later, she called him from out of the blue, apologizing for ending the relationship, and asking to get back together. She came to his apartment and proceeded to give him the best sex he had ever received in his life. It was like she was a different person in bed. She was assertive, keen on pleasing him, and unexplainably sexier than ever. What happened, Nick asked? She then told him about the experience of being with Jason. Her whole perspective on sex had changed, she said, and now she wanted to go back and make up for all she didn’t know when she was with him. It seemed a little bizarre to Nick, but he couldn’t deny that she was now the best lover he had ever had, and the change was remarkable. He felt insecure about his penis size, though, and to hear her talk about Jason’s massive tool made him uncomfortable, but strangely fascinated. How could a horse-hung guy change a girl this much…to end up benefiting him? The relationship didn’t last much longer after that, for other reasons, and when he was single again, Nick felt somehow compelled to meet Jason. They began hanging out, despite their clear differences in personality, and started to develop a friendship.

 

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Jason had grown up in the area, and had never been much for talking or flirting with girls. He discovered in middle school that he was much larger than the other guys, and quickly developed a reputation for his donkey dick. His first sexual experience came when he was 14, and since that time girls wouldn’t leave him alone. He didn’t like school and wasn’t athletic, but he began to realize that none of that had to matter. There was one thing that he was VERY good at, simply by virtue of his enormous cock. And that was sex. Girls who were fascinated by his reputation would flirt with him, take him home, and be completely thrilled by his incredible size. He hardly had to do much, he soon found out, to be the best lay of a girl’s life. This ability to create outrageous pleasure in a girl’s body, he quickly learned, translated to a possession of great power. Girls he had fucked would regard him afterward with a sense of awe and wonder, and talk about him with their friends in hushed tones. It was like being born a superhero, and he passed high school fucking several girls a week and enjoying the privileges that came with having a huge dick. The captain of the football team at his high school got into an argument with him once, and Jason decided to try and steal his girlfriend. He followed her to a party that weekend and ended up asking her if she had ever been fucked by a dick as big as his. She had heard about Jason’s huge cock from other girls, and asked if she could see it. He took her to a back room and dropped his pants, revealing his massive semi-hard cock bulging toward her. “I’ll bet you can’t even fit the head in your mouth,” he said. She couldn’t resist trying, and Jason fucked her harder than any girl he had ever been with. She nearly passed out with his enormous cock buried halfway in her, and he drove it harder and deeper than he did with most girls, almost to the point of cruelty. She didn’t break up with her boyfriend, but when he wasn’t around she would call Jason for a fuck, and told him that it was the best sex she had ever had.

Jason slowly began to learn what made girls behave the way they did in bed, and why his huge cock was such a big deal. In addition to being physically extraordinary, sex with a guy as big as him was an extreme…it was a venture into a world with pain and danger and power. His uncaring and sometimes chauvinistic attitude toward girls he fucked only seemed to add to his appeal, and he realized that he was something of a sex god to them- not a boyfriend that they would date per se, but a sexual creature they wanted to be tamed by. Girls wanted to go to bed with him because they wanted to feel dominated by a monster cock. This newfound power fascinated him, and he made it a point to conquer and influence girls he found attractive. It was like a new sport, one that he was unfairly destined to win every time, all because of the gigantic swinging tool between his legs.

 

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As for Nick, he was fascinated by the effect that this short, unattractive guy had on girls that he would have to work seriously hard to get. He had always been intrigued by porn where the girl gets fucked by well-hung men, mainly because the thought of a hot girl stretching and working to take a huge cock always struck him as sexy. And, like most guys, he was always slightly envious of men who had bigger dicks than he did, and wouldn’t mind being bigger himself. So he appreciated having Jason as a friend and going out to clubs and bars picking up chicks with him. Soon he began setting girls up with him, as Jason’s reputation for his size spread across the campus. They did a few threesomes with girls that Nick would pick up, and Nick was totally turned on by the response of these hot chicks to his friend’s impossibly big cock. What impressed him most of all, however, was the change that seemed to come over them after an encounter with Jason- they seemed to get a lot hornier, and, well…sexier. Their whole attitude toward sex and the male race changed to one of admiration and energy. When Nick graduated, met me, and got married, he thought that he had left his college days behind. But when our sex life had started to dull out, he decided to call Jason back up to see if he could jump start our love life. The events of the past weekend now became clear.

As I listened to Nick talk, I became more and more eager for the next few weeks. What I would experience, and what I would learn all swam around my head as I lay in bed with this beautiful guy. Jason was arriving the next weekend, and Nick had timed it so that he would be working during the weekdays, and Jason and I could be home together all day undisturbed. Then after three weeks Jason would go back to school, and he would take some time off for us to leave on an end-of-summer vacation. “I don’t want to overwhelm you,” he said. “I want you to take it slow, and do your best to learn all you can. And know I’ll be thinking about you all day.” I kissed him with excitement and gratitude. It was going to be three weeks I would never forget.

Jason arrived that weekend with just one suitcase, and handed me a list of things he wanted me to buy for him- mostly food and beer, and a specific type of lube. He moved into the guest room, and that night gave me a goofy smile when he told me he would see me the next day. “Not tonight, babe,” he said. “I’m fucking tired. We’ll start tomorrow.” There was something fascinatingly mischievous in his eye.

I was up at seven the next morning, but Jason slept in past ten. I could hear his loud snoring in the next room, and waited patiently for him to wake up. Finally around noon he walked out of the guest room, wearing nothing but a white muscle shirt. I had never seen his penis completely soft before, and it was dangling straight down almost to his knees, with fold upon fold of red skin around its thick shaft. Its red color contrasted against his white legs, which made its size look even more dramatic. All week I had tried to remember its look and feel, but now that it was before me again, I was as shocked and aroused as if it was still the first time. I had forgotten how enormous his ball sack was, and it hung hugely down as if it weighed ten pounds. Jason walked with a slight swagger that made his gigantic package sway back and forth, and the blood once again rushed to my face as I noticed the sexual power in its movement. He saw me staring and grinned. “Morning, gorgeous. Get me a beer and we’ll get started.” He went back into his room and turned on the television. I grabbed a few bottles from the fridge and hurried quickly back to find him sitting on the bed, his back propped up against the headboard. His short legs were spread apart on the bed, and his giant penis was flopped over one thigh like an enormous, lazy snake. He had put a pillow under his ass to elevate himself, and his huge ball sack was hanging down all the way to the bed. “Take your clothes off,” he said, taking a beer with one hand, and with the other motioning me between his legs. I stripped quickly, feeling my heart beating already in anticipation. I was ready to do anything for this huge-hung stud who was sitting up on my bed half-naked like some kind of pharaoh. He looked over my sexy naked body and smiled with approval, then reached down and started handling his enormous nut sack. “Come here,” he said. “On your back.”

 

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I lay down on my back, and at his command, drew my upside-down face under his ball sack. He released it and let it fall heavily over my face, and I could feel its heat and weight covering me. It was so big it covered my entire face, and I opened my mouth to search for one of his balls. I found one and barely got it to fit in my mouth. It was about the size of a chicken egg, and I could hardly breathe as I rolled it around clumsily in my eager mouth. The rest of his huge sack hung over the sides of my face, and I reached up to fondle its entire size. I tried to reach for his cock, but Jason’s hand grabbed mine and led it firmly back to his balls. I understood and obeyed, concentrating only on this impossibly big sack that was blocking my vision and weighing down on my head. I found the other ball and sucked that one for a while, again having to release it several times in order to breathe. Jason let out a pleasured sigh and adjusted his weight to thrust his crotch out further over me. He resumed drinking his beer and turned up the volume to the television. The sounds coming from the set gave a surreal feeling to add to my blacked-out vision, and I moved my head to suck and lick his massive ball sack more aggressively. His free hand found my large breasts and fondled them gently for a while, then moved to my curved neck, where it rested, cupped around my chin and holding me firmly to his body.

I had never sucked a guy’s balls in this position before, especially when he was leisurely engaged in something else like television and beer. It was a strange mixing of the sexual and mundane, and it fascinated me. The awe I felt for him due to his immense size was only increased by his seeming disinterest in my worship of him. He had his beer, his TV show, and also a hot girl upside-down on her back, sucking his huge balls. I felt like one of several objects of his pleasure, and it made me all the more horny and eager to please him. I took a handful of his sack and licked it up and down, then tried to take both of his balls in my mouth. Finding this impossible, I took his entire size in both my hands and held it above my face, watching the excess fall over the sides of my cupped hands. It was so big…

A half an hour passed, and Jason still wouldn’t let me touch his cock. It was just as soft as it was at the beginning, and I started to increase the attention and eagerness I was paying to his ball sack. I let it fall over my face again, and started taking each ball one at a time in my mouth and sucking it long and hard, almost trying to swallow it, before releasing it to breathe and switching to the other one. He rewarded my efforts with grunts of appreciation, and his hand moved back to my breasts, where he carelessly caressed each nipple in turn. “Aw, fuck, yeah,” he said. “Just like that, you’re doing good.” The words were spoken like a god accepting a sacrifice. My breathing quickened, and I started to moan, trying somehow to fully service all of his enormous sack at once.

Finally, Jason finished his beer, let out a belch, and set the empty bottle on the bedstand. Bringing his feet slowly under him, he stood up on his keens, bringing his big, swinging package over my face, where it dangled down in front of me. The head of his cock rested on my neck, and I was staring up at the bottom of his massive, bulging ball sack. It looked even bigger in this position, and I reached up both hands to try to grasp it. Even with both hands I couldn’t encircle it inside my grasp, and could only hold it above me like a piece of overripe fruit. Lowering his ass toward his heels, he brought it down over me and started rubbing it lazily back and forth across my face. The heat and heaviness of it was thrilling, and I felt my senses overwhelmed once again. I put out my tongue to lick as much of it as I could while he stroked my soft face with his massive nut sack. I could feel the powerful weight of it, and almost hear the heavy fluid inside as it swung against my face. My hands moved with it, taking in the impossible size of it. He placed his hands on his thick hips and stretched his short torso in a lazy pose, letting me stare up at him in awe. I began to see why he was taking his time, why he was making me wait and just be satisfied lying beneath him, paying him homage with my lustful glances and naked body. He was teaching me to worship his size for its own sake, to appreciate the sight and feel of it, and to get used to the sight of him above me, lording his superior equipment over my submissive body.

 

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As I resumed servicing Jason’s enormous scrotum, I was aware of the growing presence of his oversized limp penis resting on my chest. It began to awaken, like a huge monster coming out of hibernation, as its owner began to get more excited and aroused. I thought I could almost hear the blood slowly begin to course through it, stretching and thickening it to the superhuman proportions that I remembered from last weekend. I felt a thrill of satisfaction knowing I was starting to turn him on, and that the fucking I was going to get was due reward for my efforts to pleasure him. He reached down and lifted the heavy, semi-hard cock, and I released his right ball, which I had been trying to fit in my mouth. “That’s good, baby,” he said, and motioned me to stay lying down while he shifted his position. This time he straddled my tight stomach, facing me, with his heavy sack resting beneath my breasts, and his huge growing dick held in both hands. Precum had started oozing in gobs out of the swollen tip, and he lubed up the first few inches of his pole with it, which soon glistened. He grinned his signature goofy grin, which on such an impossibly hung guy again had a sinister appearance, and I felt a pang of thrilling submission that bordered on fear. Jason was once again in control, with his enormous tool now growing and hardening inch after inch in front of me. Nick wasn’t here anymore, and I was his property for the day. It was me and the master now.

“Stick out your tongue,” he said, leaning forward, and I obeyed as he put his left hand behind my head, bringing it forward, while his right hand held the middle of his penis. It was in that half-hard state when a cock is heavy and thick, yet still soft enough to bend. Jason rubbed the top four or five inches of his swelling cock over my tongue, bringing my face forward to press against the thickness of the shaft. My tongue wasn’t wide enough to cover the whole side of his thick penis at once, so I tried to turn my head and curl around his girth, but his hand behind my head held it upright. I tasted the salt of his precum, which was surprisingly sweet. Once my saliva had lubed it up, he began to slap it against my face, still holding my head tight with his other hand. Nick had begun to use that technique of slapping his semi-hard cock against my face, but with Jason it was more like getting hit with a garden hose, with a slow, powerful THWACK that struck my cheeks and waiting tongue. Hitting a girl with your huge penis is one of those acts of sexual symbolism that only some guys know how to appreciate, and only few girls have experienced. It rides the line of power and submission, where the possessor of size demonstrates its power in a non-sexual way. Being on your back, staring up at the huge dick, receiving its weight and absorbing its visual hugeness, gives you the exhilarating security of being dominated, of being controlled. As I came face to face with this impossibly massive penis, Jason seemed to drift further and further away, so that he was no longer there, but only his huge, controlling, powerful cock.

 

[alysen6]

Hope you like it! YIM is alysen6 is any of you hung guys want to chat. Also, you female size queens who want to know more about handling big dicks, hit me up. Thanks, all.

-Aly

 

[Big Del]

Great story - keep it up!

Del

 

[B_horribleperson]

keep on writing

 

[EZlaidbackdude]

This series is my absolute favorite. Keep on writing! I love it.

 

[root00]

Great story alysen it was all I could do to kep from cumming by the third paragraph.