Untitled Nerd/Jock story

[MonsterLuvr]

It's soon again:

PART 2 - JAMES' POV

"H-H-How big... is it," I stammered.

"I don't know," he said. "Why don't you move your big butch butt and find a tape measure? That way, we'll know how much dick you took today."

"Waaaaaiiiittt," I said incredulously. "How much dick I took? You've got that backwards, little man." By now, my meaty arms were flexed, a vain attempt at intimidation.

Just then, an angry look swept across his face.

"'Little' man'" He questioned as his hands tried, and failed, to wrap around his veiny monster. "Who the fuck are you calling 'little'? I've got more fucking mean that you. And I'm pretty sure your pretty girlfriend would agree, once I lift my self-imposed 'no showering in public' rule. By the next day, everyone will now that this 'little man' has more meat between his legs than the all-star quarterback. Then every girl, and even every BOY, will be after my dick. And I'll see to it that she makes you watch as I stretch her pussy so fucking much, she'll think it was her first time. And when I'm done with her, your puny little 9 incher won't do shit for her. Now get me a FUCKING TAPE MEASURE YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" Now screaming at me, he face was red with rage. Despite being much stronger than him, I was afraid of him. I walked around his house, scrambling to find a tape measure. I finally found one and ran back to Tommy, so as not to anger him.

I came back with the tape measure. I got on my knees and began to measure his dick, which actually kinda looked LARGER than his legs, or maybe it was just my imagination.

After I've measured it, all my face could show was grimace, which was the polar opposite of the almost-sadistic glee across Tommy's face. He was such a nice boy, and now, I was afraid of him.

"15.5 by 10," he spat out smugly, and I don't blame him.

I cocked my head up to him and he simply said "Open wide."

He truly had dominion over me, as I complied. My mouth as open as I could manage, I then attempted to feed as much of his cock as I could. The head was very bulbous, but after that it was easy... at least until I got halfway down his 15.5" shaft. I could barely breathe, and he was making sure that I kept as much of it in my mouth as I could.

And the most fucked-up part? I looked up at him and let him know... I was enjoying myself.

Strange as it was, I actually LOVED sucking on this oversized member, attached to a young man who was built like a beanpole. It was like an elephant's trunk on an anteater. I though for sure someone like him, wielding something like that, would feel weak from the fact that half the blood in his body was now in his penis.

But for a while, he was enjoying himself. But then, he pulled it out. We both knew that he wanted the whole thing down my throat, and that at my current angle, it was impossible.

"Lie down, flat on your back," he said.

As I did what he said, he got on his hands and feet. His face was hovering over my abs, and his large genitals was over my face.

I opened wide and took every inch he had, all the way until the base of his shaft was on my lips and his large, hairy balls were on my nose.

He then proceeded to fuck my throat as hard as he could, barely giving me a chance to adjust my breathing rhythm to keep myself from suffocating.

I gagged a little at first, and then a lot as I attempted to breath with my esophagus filled with his pork sword.

And each thrust was painful.

It was excruciating.

It was dizzying (due to the minor asphyxiation).

It was... incredible.

And not just the feeling I was feeling. Despite the fact that my throat was basically being torn up by a dick that practically stretched it to the point I could feel the bulge under my throat and inches below my neckline, it felt like electricity. Like the electric feeling of his ecstasy was flowing into my body. Combined with the lack of oxygen and the sheer amount of sexual stamina and strength this little guy had, it felt like bittersweet sexual stimulation.

I never tried autoerotic asphyxiation before, but I guess what I was feeling, a mix of suffocation and sexual thrill, was similar, if not the same.

Time seemed to sporadically speed up and slow down. And speed up and slow down. And so on.

For all I know, I was being facefucked for DAYS.

And I'm not sure, but I think I blacked out.

And if I did (though neither of us can verify that; I might have even been DEAD for a short period), then what snapped me out was the increasing intensity of his moans. They began to grow in volume, until...

"YYYYAAAAEERRRRGGGGGGAAAAAHHHH!"

I was now feeling copious amounts of salty white cum shooting down my throat as he started to pull it out slowly.

And with a loud pop, his dick, having just spent immeasurable time in my throat, was now moving away from my lips, emptying even more cum all over my face.

I began to choke down a great deal of his cum, half of which I feel as though he shot right into my stomach. The rest, however, was in the space between my stomach and my lips. It took a few gulps and a lick of my hand to get all of that salty jizz down my throat and to join the rest of it in my gut.

"How was it," I breathlessly gasped as I felt blood suddenly rushing to my face.

He gave me just a look. And I knew that he loved every second of it.

He chuckled and grinned as he then told me something I know now makes perfect sense.

"Y'know, I've never cum before."
"Seriously?"
"Seriously."
"So does that mean you've never..."
"Jerked off? Never."
"That was intense."
"Yeah."
"I think I blacked out."
"I think I went in a trance."

I shot an incredulous look right at him.

"So... what now?" I was eager for more and he knew it.

But of course, we both knew, and we both said it out loud.

"ANAL!"

COMING SOON - PART 3: TOMMY'S POV

CAN JAMES DIMARCO, AFTER HAVING DRAINED TOMMY ROLDAN'S OVERSIZED COCK OF SAVORY SEMEN, TAKE THE NEXT STEP, OR WILL OUR SUPERMAN FINALLY MEET HIS KRYPTONITE?

STAY TUNED!!!

 

[MonsterLuvr]

Also, don't expect part 3 (both POVs) to be the end.

I can honestly say, I see it going to at least part 4 (or 5, if part 4 runs too long).

And I'm also toying around with more Tommy Roldan stories.

And a possible title for this story: "Tommy Roldan's First Time".

 

[D_Bruce Burybone]

Hot story! cant wait for part 3

 

[AngelKOF]

Hothothot!!!

 

[MonsterLuvr]

Well, until part 3, check out my new story, currently titled "Dealer Busts".

http://www.lpsg.org/173963-dealer-busts-mm-working-title.html

 

[vincenimes]

Really good(the dealer busts), but please finish that one, really want to read him crying when trying to accomodate his monstruous size ^^

 

[MonsterLuvr]

Well, I think I'm ready to write part 3 now, which marks a change in the narrative, switching to a 3rd person omniscient POV, in lieu of shifting 1st person POVs.

And I can see this going to Part 5, but only if Part 4 runs long.

And in my hiatus, I've already written two other stories, one of which is the beginning of a series, and the prologue to an anthology.


PART 3

Tommy led James up the stairs to Tommy's room.

In the past few hours, a lot has happened.

For one, Tommy's car, which was normally belching smoke and running like it had a ball and chain on its leg, was still in the parking lot at school.

For another, James, the teenage Adonis of their high school, just got throat-fucked by Tommy, a skinny young teenager (someone said he looks like the kid from Superbad, but some said he looks more like the guy from Charlie Bartlett, though neither would be wrong).

And finally, James found out that between Tommy's legs was what could be the biggest dick in the world at a staggering length of 15 and a half inches and an equally staggering circumference of 10 inches.

The two were naked as they walked down to Tommy's room at the end of the hall.

Tommy opened the door. His room had a well-kept bed, with a desk on the far end where he had his laptop and various computer accessories. His walls were covered in various posters from a decent selection of the films (like Star Trek II, The Toxic Avenger, and a Japanese poster from Army of Darkness), anime (too many to list), and video games. The closet door and bedroom door was postered, too. But not the door to the bathroom.

"So... how are we gonna do this?" James has never done this before, and it showed.

Neither did Tommy, but Tommy knew. Of course, Tommy expected it. And knew that the odds of the outcome being different was too staggering to consider.

"I've got some condoms in my nightstand," he said as he pointed to his nightstand. "And some lube. But grab the blue bottle. The red one's for women."

Lube is lube, but James didn't argue.

"Come over here so I can put this on for you," said James.

Tommy was supposed to give the orders, but thankfully James read Tommy's mind (not literally).

Tommy had a decent stride to him, and was still sporting the erection he had right before he force fed James a mass quantity of spunk. He stood next to James as James' strong hands, which could palm a basketball like no one else, slipped on the condom. It was the largest that Tommy could procure from a no-questions-asked porn shop in the next town over. Thankfully, they were able to fit over Tommy's dick, possible proof that this was destined to happen.

"Now, the lube," said Tommy.

The thick, ribbed condom didn't have its own lube, so no doubt tons of the stuff would be needed.

He took a glob and started to rub it all over the larger than large member between the legs of the skinny young man before him. But that glob didn't coat the cock enough, and James was afraid that Tommy's cock would fire more spunk all over his face if he kept rubbing it like this.

After six globs of lube, Tommy instructed James to lube up his asshole before the started. The fat head of Tommy's dick spread the the lube all over the virgin hole.

But would this be enough lube? Perhaps some fingering to loosen it up? Maybe some assplay?

No, Tommy said in his head.

"Well, pretty boy... time to..."

'TAKE" (pushed the head into James' ass)

James moaned a bit, mostly from pain, as he proclaimed "Oh... FUCK!"

"YOUR" (by now, the shaft has slid halfway up James' ass)

James' reaction teetered between high-pitched squeal and near-screaming moaning and groaning. And swearing.

"MEDICINE!"

As he screamed that last word, Tommy has slid the remaining seven inches of fat meat into the slowly-devirginized asshole of one James DiMarco, an unbelievable young man of prodigious strength and physicality who never before imagined that he'd be taking it up the ass from a nerdy guy like Tommy. Or that Tommy would possess the biggest dick in the world, practically.

After the entirety of the nearly 1 1/2 feet of dick was plunged inside of him, probably poking the bottom of his heart, he knew that this kid's life would change forever. And he could see why Tommy waited. Because if Tommy started fucking people the very moment his first erection occurred, Tommy'd be burned out and used up by now.

Tommy didn't move for a while. Was he savoring this situation? Was he thinking? Or was he just simply allowing James' rectum to stretch enough to accommodate this thing Tommy had?

END OF PART 3

So... sorry for the buildup and letdown.

But hey... this means that Part 4 will cover the events of Tommy obliterating James' black cherry to bits.

I want to continue, but I got work tomorrow, as do a lot of us. And I don't know about you, but I need my sleep. And I can tell that this is gonna be quite draining for me, and no doubt you, the readers.

 

[492801]

Fine but like others ill egarly await your next part but this one was good

 

[MonsterLuvr]

So, before I post part 4, I though I'd post some answers to some questions that I may be asked.

* James says he's 250lbs, but Tommy says 300lbs. Who's right? Hard to say, since James seems to be modest but Tommy seems to be enamored with James' physique, so I guess split the difference and say 275lbs.

* Can Tommy really handle such a fat dick without passing out? Yes. In fact, in future stories, it may be revealed that he's actually stronger when he's aroused, though just enough to overpower others.

* Will he fuck girls? Yes. And I won't say when.

* Will he bottom? I imagine that he could handle it, but hard to tell.

* How many stories will feature Tommy? IDK.

* Is this in any way based on reality? No, though the town does have some similarities to my own, but with a mall and an airport, among other things.

* Does Tommy get bigger? I don't think so.



And here's:

PART FOUR

James was bent over the side of Tommy's bed, his broad torso flat against the well-made bed. And planted between James' virgin ass was Tommy's big, fat, veiny 15.5x10 inch cock.

Tommy exhaled and then slowly began to thrust it deep into James' hole. Without any means of loosening it up, James' asshole was very tight, and having nearly 16 inches of dick up there didn't help, especially when it had a girth of somewhere shy of a foot.

James muttered curses in between moans and groans, while Tommy began to plunge his member deeper and harder now, slowly building up rhythm.

"Betcha didn't see this, didja Jimmy?"
"No way in hell!"
"If you did, would you still have come to me?"
James could form the words, as keeping his breathing right to keep himself relaxed enough to keep the muscles in his rectum from slowing down the meat piston planted inside it. And it didn't help his enunciation any now that he was practically orgasmic once the fist-sized head of Tommy's member was now banging James' prostate profusely.
"I'll take that as a yes. Now, try to relax or this will start to hurt like hell."

And just like that, Tommy began to start hammering away at James' tight hole, the bony yet superhuman pelvis of Tommy's smashing against the round, steely cheeks of James' ass.

The quickening of his pace told James that Tommy was almost gonna come. And if the deep throat act from earlier was any indication, Tommy would fill James' butthole with spunk five times over and still have some to blow all over James.

Just when Tommy was about to come... he pulled out. Normally this meant that Tommy was gonna take off the condom, start jerking his dick, and then come over James.

But that's not what happened.

"On your back. We're gonna try a different position."

And so, James was on his back, his hairy gladiator-like torso in view, with some precum leaking from James' dick, once considered the biggest in school, but now was a distant second.

Tommy lifted James' tree trunk legs, which was an astounding feat for the 100-and-change-lb Tommy. But with James' loosened hole exposed and ready for the proverbial round two, Tommy shoved the whole thing into James' hole, the muscular legs of James now propped up on Tommy's thin shoulders.

Tommy was normally quite weak, but he somehow managed to exert strength greater than James, who was the strongest guy in school, with the coach at a far, far second. How the hell did this kid, this target of bullies and dodgeballs, manage such strength?

But he did. And Tommy was using said strength to force his oversized dick into James' hole with enough power to rival the sexual stamina of a stud on Viagra. And clutched the legs, almost squeezing them.

This was not the Tommy Roldan anyone at school knew. I mean, earlier today, he was pelted with dodgeballs by everyone, regardless of teams. It was like throwing him to a pack of lions and he just gave up. But this Tommy Roldan was confidant, dominant, strong, and... masculine.

He was just now breaking a sweat while James was literally drenched.

Pounding at James' prostate, Tommy must have made James cum about three times before he, once again, changed positions.

Like before, he worked into a frenzy, stopped suddenly, waited a while, told James to get into position, and then began the cycle again, each time with more vigor and more time spent in said position.

From on his stomach, to on his back, James posed in two more positions. Third position had James lying upside down, his now-gaping asshole pointing up, where Tommy's downward-pointing monolithic cock began to plunge. Tommy dipped down and up and down and up. He saw this in a video with Kurt Wild and Barrett Long, as part of his on personal sex ed class.

Finally, Tommy got on all fours on the carpet and James took him like that.

This final position was very intense. Tommy could hold his release back any longer. And James was pretty sure that his asshole would never return to normal.

The very moment Tommy plunged into James' hole, he just started with the same frenzy he usually finished the other positions with, but this time, it just got intense.

As usual, this frenzied stimulation of James' prostate by Tommy's bulbous head caused James to cum extensively all over Tommy's carpet.

Tommy admonished him for it with a swift smack to the side of the head, almost enough to make one think James would get whiplash.

"So, James, you never answered my question. If you knew I had this between my legs and knew you'd be my bitch, would you still have come over?"
"Yes! Oh, God, yes!!!"
"You're not just having an orgasm, are you?"
"No! I love this. You're so strong and dominant!"
"You forgot big!"
"I don't want you to stop!"
"Well, thanks... but I don't give a FUCK what you what, you filthy cockwhore!"

He then ripped his cock right out of James' ass.

"Now, on your back."

James complied and just like that...

"GYAAAAAAAHHHH!"

Tommy shot a shotgun blast of jism all over James' Olympian chest. And another. And another.

And finally, after twentysome shots, James was drenched in cum.

"Now, let's get washed up and get dressed."

The two then headed to the bathroom, hopped in the shower and washed the sweat and cum from their bodies (mostly James' sweat and Tommy's cum off of James' body).

By now, it was 7:00pm. It's been almost 4 hours!

"You hungry?"
"Kinda. But I'm still kinda full from the hot mess you shot down my throat."

The two headed downstairs, towels wrapped around their waists.

They picked up their clothes and got dressed. James went over to his backpack and just then...

"Dude. My girlfriend Lydia left me a SHITload of messages."

He called her.

She answered with a terse "Where the fuck are you?"
"I'm over at..." he couldn't tell her the truth.
"My house."
"Nice try, but I was just at your house and your dad hasn't seen you all day. In fact, I know where you're at."
"And where's that?"

He looked at Tommy with a look that said "she's bluffing".

But she wasn't.

The doorbell rang, and he saw her, all 5' of his voluptuous Lydia.

"Dude, my girlfriend's here."

Tommy just stood there and simply said... "Let her in."

He questioned it, but did it anyway.

She walked in and began to fight with James. About something he promised to do and didn't. About not calling her. And so on.

"And what the fuck are you doin' with this dweeb anyway, huh?"

James stammered to say something, but he saw in his eyes that she kinda knew.

"We had sex," said Tommy.

"What the frick? He's not gay, you geek!"
"Well, he came to me and told me that he might be gay and he wanted to have sex with me to make sure. He didn't want to tell you until he knew."
"Well, gay or not, I love him. And if he would've told me, then I would've understood."

James then interjected and said, "But I'm not gay. I'm bi."

Lydia simply said, "I know."

"How?"
"A girl just knows. Now tell me, were you at least gentle with him?"

Tommy tried to stifle an outburst of laughter. Lydia then sauntered over to Tommy, craned her neck up to meet him eye to eye and said, "What's so funny, dork?"

"It's a trick question you asked?"
"How so?"
"Because he wasn't the top. I was."
"You? He's twice your weight and he got the biggest dick in school!"
"Actually, he doesn't."
"And you do?"

She then laughed incredulously. How could a 100some-pound geek like this have a dick bigger than James?

"Oh, really? Well, whip it out big man!"

But how quickly her laugh subsided when she saw just the first two inches, and how much more silent she became by inch #6. And how low her mouth hung open when she saw the whole thing, and she realized why James bottomed for a kid like this.

END OF PART FOUR.

COMING SOON IN PART FIVE: Lydia, James' boyfriend, has just found out what has happened in the past few hours. First, James lost his black cherry to Tommy, but could he end up losing Lydia to him? Stay tuned!

 

[492801]

Another great part your details are superb I I like the stay tuned part at the end keep up the good work
-A

 

[492801]

Another great part your details are superb I I like the stay tuned part at the end keep up the good work
-A

 

[MonsterLuvr]

So, I've decide on a title for this story, but I can't change the title.

The title of this story is:

TOMMY ROLDAN'S FIRST TIME

As with all future Tommy Roldan stories, the name of the main character will appear in the title, which will also make the plot very obvious.

In fact, even though I'm not done with the first story, I've already planned a few more sequels and the next one is set the next day and will hopefully span the weekend, and then the story after that will take place Monday at school. The first sequel is tentatively called TOMMY ROLDAN'S HOT WEEKEND, and the second's working title is unavailable.

The plot for TOMMY ROLDAN'S HOT WEEKEND will basically be a series of individual "scenes" between the first story and the Monday morning of the third. So far, there will be scenes at the mall and another with a pizza guy.

After the third story, all I can say now is: the DiMarco family, a pool party, and a sorority house.

And possibly, down the road, I hope to do a Tommy Roldan/Hollywood Adam crossover, but only after a few more stories in each series.

And if it's not too much trouble, I'd really love some fanart for this story.

I see Tommy as a mix of Christopher Mintz-Plasse (in terms of body type), and with a face that is a mix of elements from Anton Yelchin (Star Trek, Charlie Bartlett) and Rivers Cuomo (Weezer lead singer). And he's got black hair, no body hair, and he's skinny.

As for James, the body of Zeb Atlas and a face that is a mix of Zachary Quinto (eyebrows, chin, brow) and Zac Efron. And don't forget... blond chest hair, but not like bear-ish.

And Lydia should have the body of a 5' tall Marilyn Monroe, the head of Rose McGowan (see "The Doom Generation"), and a sort of a Ellen Page meets Gwen Stefani fashion sense.

And sorry, but the next part is still brewing in my head. And small spoiler... don't expect Lydia to perform oral sex.

 

[MonsterLuvr]

PART 5:

Lydia was in awe of the magnificent cock between the legs of the skinny little Tommy Roldan. Even limp, it was imposing and enticing. It dangled only inches above his knees as it hung there with his jeans around his ankles.

He now took of his shirt, further showcasing his almost-pencil-thin frame, a stark contrast to that of the teen bodybuilder physique of her boyfriend.

"I want it."

She sank to her knees, though now she was still too low to suck his dick. But Tommy didn't want her to suck it.

"Excuse me? Don't want me to suck your dick?"
"Yes. No doubt that selfish asshole James made you suck his dick all the time."
"Yeah."
"But not once did he ever give YOU oral pleasure, with no promise of sexual release for him in this act."
"He's never eaten me out."
"Sit on the couch."

She did so, and he got under her feet, lifting her legs over his shoulders and moved his head closer to her pubis.

"You don't see an unshaved pubis on a woman in this day and age."
"Not even James can talk me out of shaving it."
"Nor should you. You are beautiful the way you are."
"Dude, I'm short as fuck and chunky."
"No. Your body has a beautiful shape. You are like a figure from the golden age of Hollywood, an ample bosom, a tight waist and a shapely posterior. You are not 'chunky', my dear."
"And my height?"
"I didn't notice. I was too awestruck by your beauty."

She wasn't like many girls with fake tans and fake blond hair and fake everything. Her skin was light, yet her hair was dark. Her lips were red and cheeks were rouge, yet she wore no cosmetics. She was true beauty.

"Are you ready?"
"Yeah, whatev."

She wasn't expecting much, since she always figured cunnilingus was just something guys did for women when they couldn't get them off the first time.

But then, the moment his tongue hit her sensitive clit...

"JESUS ALMIGHTY!!"

Blaspheming was something common now to those Tommy stimulated sexually, apparently. That or screaming "oh, fuck" real loud.

His tongue worked itself into a frenzy, a veritable tentacle contorting inside her wet pussy as he used every part of his mouth to stimulate her cunt, which was usually just pounded by the near-10-incher between James' legs.

Tommy's tongue was like a serpent zigzagging in her snatch, while his lips suckled her clit.

She moaned like she has never been touched down there.

He was quite skilled in this art, which she now knew was something she underestimated. Whenever his tongue wasn't caressing the walls of her vagina, it was using her clit as though a boxer uses a punching bag. It was forceful, but without being like James' fat dick pounding like a jackhammer in an effort to get his dick to expel cum.

This went on for several minutes, when suddenly, she climaxed like never before. He orally satisfied her for almost ten minutes without coming up for air.

When he arose from between her legs, she was still coming down from her ecstatic high and he was gasping for air like a fish out of water.

"Follow me, Lydia. And I will take you to where your selfish lover was never good enough to take you."

She, he and James knew what was to happen now.

Still naked, Tommy headed up the stairs, followed by Lydia and James. James has been commanded to submit to cuckoldry while Tommy made love to Lydia.


PART SIX COMING SOON

Sorry it was so short, but I need to recharge my sexual energies.

 

[492801]

Hmm it was as good as the others but it seemed just a tad short
-A

 

[MonsterLuvr]

Hmm it was as good as the others but it seemed just a tad short
-A

Yeah, sorry. I really thought I'd conclude it then, but then I realized that needed more time to perfect it.

 

[492801]

Ahhhh then is ok

 

[MonsterLuvr]

PART 6

Lydia was naked, her voluptuous form like a sight from classic Hollywood. Her pale skin draped over her plump breasts and supple posterior, both were on opposite sides of a surprisingly small waist.

Tommy grabbed the red bottle of lube, not the blue used on James, his asshole still gaping.

Tommy slipped on a condom and began to lubricate Lydia's vagina. Prior to having her vagina eaten out, all she had was the 9-incher between the legs of her boyfriend James DiMarco, the high school alpha dog who somehow found favor with the prodigiously hung Tommy Roldan, some skinny little brainiac no one noticed.

"Now, this lube, according to the salesperson at the sex shop, will provide a nice warming sensation to aid in our... activity."

A slight tingle on her twat let her know that it was working.

He leaned over to her, kissing her and her breasts, and then...

"Awww, God!"

He slid not even half of it inside her and already she knew that 15 and a half inches was WAY different than 9, especially if the former is MUCH thicker than the latter.

"Don't stop, I want the whole thing."
"But I don't wanna hurt you."
"You're sweet, but I'm not asking."

He complied and listened to the words, some of which weren't even English (or anything), came from her mouth.

Both pain and pleasure were hers at the hand of Tommy's oversized member.

He cradled her as he continued to pleasure her. And somehow, Tommy was able to pull her close to him. And just then...

Tommy Roldan, a man with arms that had no noticeable muscles, somehow picked up Lydia and was now standing upright while still pleasuring the cradled beauty.

"Dude!"
"What?"
"Even I can't lift her!"

James was shocked as Lydia was being made love to by 100something-pound Tommy while his girlfriend, more or less the same weight, was cradled in his arms which supported her.

And then James watched as Tommy and Lydia began to indulge in lovemaking that Lydia had only seen in the Kama Sutra.

Their bodies, his bony and hers full-bodied, entwined in passionate activity, straddling lovemaking and hedonistic carnality.

"Did you know that Kinsey discovered that, of all the counties in the world, the men of India has the smallest average erect penis size, but yet many of the most practiced lovemaking techniques have come from that country?"
"Really?"
"So I guess size doesn't really matter after all, huh?"

Lydia's response was an incredulous laugh.

"But can you not argue with the results of their knowledge?"
"No, but you're also hung like a fucking giraffe!"
"So, it's all about the size, then?"
"Depends. If you want wanton fucking, then yes. But if you want real lovemaking, then no."

James couldn't believe it. They were having a discussion on lovemaking WHILE making love, all which was punctuated with screaming moans and groans.

"But how are you so strong?"
"I don't know. I didn't know I could do that, either. But then again, your boyfriend might attest to any hidden strength I have."
"Did you REALLY fuck him?"
"Yeah."
"Did he take it like a man?"
"He tried, and he's still alive."

James couldn't believe this, either. She was excited over the idea of her boyfriend being fucked by another man! And even stranger, Tommy was a bully to James, but now was tender and sensitive and attentive to Lydia. Maybe he fucked men, but made love to women.

"I'm about to come."
"Come inside me."
"But the condom... It might break."
"Don't worry. I'm on the pill."
"But I come like a firehose."
"I hope so."

And just like she asked, he didn't pull out, and thankfully, the condom didn't break, at least not until he pulled out of her.

"Oh, crap!"

He shot several loads all over her. He started to cry, muttering about what an idiot he was. "Oh, poor little guy," she said, wiping the cum from her. She gave him a hug, laying his head on her ample breasts. "You were the best. You coulda shit all over me and I wouldn't mind. And it also helps that I came a few times myself. I mean, James has given me an orgasm each time, but you gave me several! You've got a gift, dude!"

He sniffled, cracked a smile and went to his bathroom and poured her a bath. She slid right in, and he offered to wash her. She agreed, and was glad she did. His hands were perfect for the job, unlike the skill-deprived hands attached to James' wrists.

"Damn, boy. Are you just the perfect gentleman?"
"Not to men," said James.
"He's right," said Tommy. "With men, I'm a real asshole. I mean, I bullied HIM! Big, strong him, bullied by small, weak me."
"But you were so strong!"
"I guess it's a combination of adrenaline, testosterone and ego. I guess."

The three got into Tommy's bed, agreeing to stay the night. Tommy laid between Lydia and James, both enamored by him.

The next morning, they ate breakfast. Tommy made French toast and turkey bacon. Then, James called a mechanic to pick up Tommy's car to get it fixed, offering to pay for it all himself. While James dealt with the mechanic, Lydia took Tommy to the mall.

"Why?"
"Just a little makeover."
"Makeover?"
"Trust me. You deserve to be noticed... unless you don't want to--"
"No, I do. In fact, the only reason I didn't sooner is... I didn't get my first erection until only a few weeks ago."
"Shut up. Really?"
"Hand to God. In fact, at first, I thought I was gay. Turns out, I'm bi."
"That's sexy! I mean, I just wish I could have seen you fucking James. But right now, we're gonna get you some new clothes, a mani-pedi and some other shit."

Lydia was rich, and she loved using her disposable income to help others. And to her, Tommy needed some help if he wanted to get out of his shell.


TOMMY ROLDAN WILL RETURN IN "TOMMY ROLDAN'S HOT WEEKEND"!



So... it's finally finished and ready for more adventures.

And seriously... I need to see some fanart. But I can deal without it.

 

[MonsterLuvr]

So... anyone wanna say something? I know I floumdered with the last few parts, but I hope the sequels will be better.

 

[Eman44]

MonsterLuvr,

I like the story so far. I will be curious to see how strong our hero is.

 

[MonsterLuvr]

Well, I'm currently kicking around ideas for the sequel, and FYI, it spans from mere moments after the epilogue of the first story to the next night (Sunday).

And the next story will take place across the next day at school.

And after that, just random stories. I also kinda wanna do an anthology of noncanonical stories, some mine and let the readers post their own. The title will tentavily(sic) feature the word "rumors".