This story is fictional, although quite real in my head. no one in this story was harmed or forced into any sort of unwanted sex act. if some guy-loving makes you uncomfortable or offended please do not read this. this is my first submission here so it should be pretty good!
My Nerd Kevin
This is my story. I'm JD, a typical jock, kind of a rock star in my school in part cause i play just about every sport. I'm good looking if i say so myself, and the folks are well off in the money department. I don't really have a steady girl, although there are about maybe 4 or 5 blonde hotties who have at some point in my four years of high school, orally serviced my fairly good sized pole. I'm careful where i put the big one, thanks to one or more of my parents warning me throughout the years that intercourse with an underage girl could land me in jail. So, technically I'm a virgin. But i get the tip licked on occasion, so to speak!
Nearly year-round sports and a fairly active life keep me in check and largely out of trouble. In fact, my reaction to news that varsity sports participants would now mandatorily "adopt" a victim of bullying was that i was simply just too busy, good idea that the adoption thing was of course. My protestationa were promptly ignored and it appeared that my new assignee, a young freshman named Kevin, was now going to be a part of my life, like it or not.
Well I sure didn't have to track down my new charge, there he was, goofy as all get up standing right behind my locker as i was ready to leave for the day. Well this kid was about as skinny as a bean pole, typical nerd glasses, on crooked of course. But, as goofy and unkempt as this kid appeared, almost at once i saw his potential. It wasn't my job to dress this little guy in clothes from this decade or anything, but if I was going to help him not get beaten up on a regular basis, I'd better do what I could so he would not be a target. And believe me, if I ever find the thugs that beat on this skinny helpless kid, they're in for an ass beating, just saying.
In the initial first few minutes of talking to young Kevin, I realized he was very smart, extremely shy and, more troubling that I had imagined, he apparently gets a beat down pretty semi-regularly in the gym, more specifically the shower area by obviously somebody in his PE class. My first thought was, well maybe he's just got a tiny dick, poor guy. But, who the hell would beat a kid for that? There would be time to further discuss this, but first, being a Friday, I had to blow out of school and get a quick start to what was going to be a busy weekend, which included mandatory country house maintenance. We have property in the country for what reason exactly I don't really know, but as part of my son duties, i help on occasion get it ready for somebody to use, and I was gonna block off Saturday to do it.
Yes the light went on, and i realized that maybe if i asked nicely, my newfound nerd Kevin could help me. The property does include a great entertainment flat screen and sound system, along with a pool. If only that pool could talk, it would probably have something to say about a time i got a nice hand job from my cheerleader friend Brittany, right on the edge of the deep end. And on occasion, me and my best buds, Clark, AJ and Billy skinny dip there. We're all lifelong friends, and most definitely not shy around each other.
Surprisingly, Kevin's social calendar was clear for a beautiful warm Saturday. So the little dude arrives all eager and nervous at the same time. It was nice to have some company for errands and a trip out highway 45 to the country home, and I figured I'd learn something about my new friend, as it was turning out. I actually began liking this kid. He knew just enough about sports to hang with me, and book smart he was, which was refreshing.
We get to the country, and surprisingly, the house was in fairly good order, considering no one had used it in a while. The land is regularly maintained by farm hands, but no one but me, it seems, bothers to keep the house up, but I kind of enjoy it for something different to do. First, get the pool up and running, as spring was turning a bit warm, warm enough for a swim later. Then to prep my Dad's pride and joy, the grill. Steaks and beer were on the menu for the day, especially if I was gonna dedicate a whole Saturday to fixing up the place.
Kevin was awesome for helping me with cleaning and light chores that needed to be done. I think he was relieved someone cared for him, someone he goes to school with. Seeing this kid happy made me feel good. I know I shouldn't believe this, and I was raised not to make things about myself, but I believed at that moment, I was making a small difference in this kid's life, hopefully, in the few hours I had gotten to know him. I could also tell Kevin was loosening up around me, which was nice.
An early start benefitted us both, cause it was about 3ish, about 80 degrees in the sun, and we were just about to a point where a couple of steaks and a beer were sounding good. Steaks thawing, I popped a couple cold ones and Kevin looked at his kind of weird. Uh-oh, the kid's never had a beer I thought, so obviously I wasn't going to be the one that commits him to a life long drinking habit, but he laughed it off and grabbed his beer anyway, and I felt better about it.
The pool was ready and I grabbed a couple pair of swim trunks. Of course, being a big jock and the only male sibling, the country house had nothing that would come close to fitting Kevin. The only reason I didn't insist on skinny dipping right then is cause I didn't really know Kevin that well, thought the idea may make him feel uncomfortable, plus if he did really have a tiny one, it would be embarrassing for him.
To lighten up some minor tension at the thought of him getting undressed in front of me, I pitched him the way oversized trunks and kinda play wrestled for a second, messing with his hair like he was one of my buds. This seemed to comfort him enough to get out of his painter pants and into something to swim in. I stepped out of my pants and was just about to turn around to hide my junk when out of the corner of my eye pops out the biggest, longest penis I have ever seen. No lie, I mean, I've seen a lot, believe me, my buds and I are no shrinking violets in the meat department and, hey, who hasn't grown up with internet porn, right?
I almost couldn't breath for about one second. I tried not to look, but i swear that thing was swinging back and forth like a tree tire swing. I finally (it felt like an eternity) looked at his face and he had kind of a terrified look on his face, as if he was being redirected to some bad feelings he's had, like the times in the shower, naked with that big piece just swinging there. He couldn't hide it then and for a few seconds, he sure couldn't hide it now. That's when it hit me, this kid is being beaten by probably more than one kid NOT cause he's got a tiny microscopic dick, but because the meat between this little dude's legs is frickin' HUGE!
Well, amazingly enough, I manage to pull it together, one second before throwing out the trunks and taking this kid's twig arm and hop-steppin' it to the pool, his big floppy dick swinging in every damn direction. Just about the time we jump into the pool, he and I are already laughing and splashing each other. What came over me right there is a kind of brotherly love for my new friend Kevin. Especially when I see the look in his eye and that goofy grin on his face. He's found a true friend, and so have I.
I don't know how long we were swimming and horsing around but I swear once in a while that big thing of his would float my way and would somehow come in contact with me in some way. I think he knew that. What I also knew is that this kid's dick was putting my piece to shame in so many ways. I never really thought of myself as ever getting turned on in any way to a guy's penis. My bud's and I on occasion have pissing contests, size contests and once or twice maybe we've played around with each other's dicks, but certainly not without a couple beers in us. You know, we're young boys, we do these things on occasion.
Surprisingly my rapidly expanding at the moment 3-quarters erection was not actually a bad thing. My dick actually looked bigger so I was not to be completely shamed by Kevin's monster. I honestly don't know how God put that big a dick on such a skinny scrawny kid! Maybe his call in life was gonna be a porn star-who knows? I didn't know what came over me, and I certainly did not entertain the thought of acting on it, but I somehow wanted that kid and his oversized shlong near me, but not necessarily even in a sexual way, really. I sure hoped I wasn't falling in love with a guy and his big dick. One thing for sure, regardless of his manhood, I liked this kid Kevin. I liked his innocence, his sudden freedom from anger and fear. When he came up from behind me, in pool play mode, i felt his arms clamp loosely around my shoulders and his limp yet huge snake gently rub against my back. I had no idea at the moment that later, he would kiss me softly on the lips, and my life would even in some non earth shattering way, never be the same.