Disclaimer: This story contains sexually oriented material which is appropriate for adults over 18 only. If you are offended by such material, or it is unlawful to read such material in your community, then stop at this point. Parts of this story are true, and other parts are fictional, but I'll leave which is which up to the reader's imagination. If you like this story, comments are welcome at neisseria1234@yahoo.com.
Today was my first day back at school after a week off for spring break. Being a freshman in college at a huge campus has been an awesome time, and spring break was no exception. A group of about five friends, including me, had been planning for several weeks to take a trip to Florida where one of our friends owns a small house. The idea was pretty much to get a ton of liquor and maybe some weed and party for about 5 days straight, but that plan soon began to evaporate. One by one, my friends found out they were unable to go for various reasons, and soon it was just me and my friend Don, the guy who owns the house we planned to stay at. Despite all our other friends not being able to go, we decided to try and make the best of it, so the weekend after we got off school, we packed our bags and headed out.
I should probably give a little background information on the two of us. Both of us are freshman in college and 19 years old. I'm about 5'10" and 150 lbs and my dick's just shy of 7 inches when hard. I had short brown hair and am not as smooth as Don. But Tom's a bit bigger at around 6'2" and I'd have to say about 180 lbs. We both have very big feet, and his hands are bigger and longer than most people his size, which led me to believe he's well equipped. Like I said, he also has that smooth, suave personality, which I'm sure is partly responsible for his luck with girls.
Just by knowing the opinion of my friends, I can usually tell how they'd feel about jerking off with another guy around. I personally have no problem with it. I actually think it's a lot of fun knowing one of my friends is having an amazing orgasm at just about the same time I am. I guess it's a little like the feeling you get knowing a friend is feeling just as good as you are when you're drunk or high. All signs showed that Don wanted no part of jacking with a friend, but he's comfortable touching himself in the presence of his friends. I can't tell you how many times over break I walked into the room and his hand was down his pants, massaging his package, but the idea of flat our masturbation never seemed to appeal to him.
The drive down was pretty uneventful. We got to the hotel where we spent the night and drank a little before chilling in the room until around 2:00 in the morning. Arriving at the house the next day, we unpacked the car and made ourselves at home. After going shopping for food for the week, it seemed about time to get the party started, so we went outside and smoked up a little before eating dinner.
Nothing much happened over the next few days. We hung out at the house, and basically smoked and drank, not to the point of getting sick, just pretty much continuously. Then the one night while we were high, I showed Don something I'd brought along with me on the trip. It was a porn video I'd had since I was about 16, and was 4 hours long. He asked me curiously, "Why'd you bring this?" and I said "I dunno dude, I just thought `what the hell' and threw it in my bag." He looked back at the videos cover, shrugged, and put it in the VCR.
We watched the first hour without incident, except for that Tom's hand was almost always down his pants touching himself. I told him I had the munchies and was going to go make something to eat, and I left for the kitchen. I was in there for about 5 minutes trying unsuccessfully to decide what to make Then I remembered that I hadn't asked Don if he wanted any, so I went back to check to see what he wanted.
The lounge chairs we were sitting in face the tv, but away from the door, so as walked into the living room, he wouldn't have seen or heard me coming. The first thing I noticed as I walked into the room was that he was still touching himself, but things were a bit different now. Thinking he was going to be left alone for a while, he'd unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his package to give himself a little more room to play. His cock must have been at least 8 inches long and 6 inches around with a perfectly pink mushroom tip and a drop of precum rest at the tip. Imagining having to keep something that size caged in my pants for the past hour was almost painful, so he undoubtedly had his cock out and ready to go seconds after I'd left.
He sat in the chair with his eyes barely closed and his mouth open a bit, showing just how much he was enjoying himself. His body was still except for the rhythmic strokes of his right hand over his awe inspiring cock. He must have felt me watching him because he open his eyes and turned to the doorway. He looked panicked at the sight of me standing in the doorway as he fumble unsuccessfully to conceal what he'd been doing my trying unsuccessfully to put his dick away. "Uhh, dude, um, I thought you were in the kitchen. I was just uhh..." By this point, his face was completely flushed with embarrassment as he tried to dig his way out. I decided to try to help.
I looked at him saying, "Hey man, really, it's not a big deal. I woulda done the same thing if you'd have left for a while, so don't worry about it." Showing that he'd recovered from the shock of being caught, he went back to being his cocky self, "Yeah, I know, besides, you've probably never seen a dick that big before. Don't be worried, you get there someday little dude." "I'm older than you, you asshole," I said with a laugh as we sat there, glancing at the television. At this point, I wondered how far I could take this. "Hey, Don, my dick is really killing me in the jeans. Would you mind if I took care of it? After all, it's not fair for me to have dirt on you, but you not on me, right?" He considered it for a minute and said, "Aight, makes sense to me." and with that, we both pulled out our cocks and started jerking away.
We went at it for about 5 minutes, sneaking peaks at each others' activities every 15 seconds or so. I couldn't remember a time when my dick was so hard, and by the looks of it, Don was feeling the same way. Then he commented, "Damn, I wish I we'd met some chicks in town. I'm high as a fucking kite and nothing would feel better having a warm mouth going down on me right about now." I smiled at him saying, "Yeah, it sucks. Can't really help you in that department though dude."
"You wouldn't be able to handle this beast. Besides, you wouldn't be able to make me cum if you tried." he said jokingly as he gently shook his cock, looking at me.
"Yeah, you just keep telling yourself that," I retorted.
"Not only couldn't you do it, you wouldn't do it," he said challengingly, but still jokingly.
"Okay, how's this," I said, "I'll go down on you right now, but if I make you bust your load, you do the same."
He considered it for a moment, then "Deal, as long as this stays between us. After all, we wouldn't want my image to get ruined at college," he said with a grin.
At this point, my heart was racing. I got out of my chain and walked over to where he was sitting. I knelt down slowly, looking at the beast of a cock that awaited me. It lay engorged with blood on his chest, a few inches above his belly button as he rested his arms at his side. I picked it up hesitantly, giving it a couple of jerks to get a feel for it. It must have been only an inch longer than mine and a little thicker, but it still felt like holding a Pepsi compared to my own equipment. It felt warm, but hard as a rock in my hand, and the veins bulged a little as I tightened my grip and pulled up towards the head.
"Having second thoughts?" my friend said with a grin.
"Yeah, you'd like to think that wouldn't you" I replied, and with that, I went down. The first thing I noticed as I got a closer look was that he didn't have much hair. I already knew this was true for other body parts because I'd seen him change, but I'd never really gave it much thought.
I started off slow, licking from the base of his shaft all the way up to head a few times. I then licked off the drop of precum that had formed on the tip of his dick. I'd tasted mine before, so it was no great surprise: salty. I played with Don's beautiful mushroom head for a while, circling it with my tongue and taking it into my mouth. He shuttered a little the first time I did this, and I knew that I'd be able to make him cum before this was over. I then started working on the shaft, taking little by little into my mouth until I had about half of it in as it poked the back of the throat. If I went to fast, I'd gag a little, so the key seemed to be to take it slowly.
To mix things up a bit, I played around a bit as I made progress down his shaft. I'd stop the head bobbing for a bit to take about two inches into my mouth and circle it with my tongue, paying special attention to the head and underneath it. As his breathing rate increased, I knew it was time to pick up the pace and took more and more of his monstrous cock into my throat. I learned I could handle the gag reflex as long as I took it easy at first, so I was taking about 7 inches when he said,
"Okay dude, you win, if you keep going like that for about another minute, I don't think I'll be able to hold back. You can stop now."
I looked up at him, "Why should I stop? The deal was for me to make you cum and it doesn't look like you're there yet." I said, giving his cock a light squeeze.
He grinned at me again, "Well man, if you really wanna try to take it, that's your call. I'm gonna warn you though, I haven't jerked in about 4 days, I cum like a porn star when I'm high, and we've been at it for about 2 hours now."
"This should be one sweet cumshot then," I said as I went back to work. He chuckled a little, but the chuckle quickly became a moan as I resumed my fast pace. I was still at 7 inches with barely 1 inch left to go when he said, "This is it dude, last chance to not have to take a shower."
I responded by cupping his balls, sucking a little harder, and massaging the tip of his dick with my tongue. Not 10 seconds later I felt his body stiffen, and that was my cue. As I massaged his balls, I pushed down hard, taking the entire length of his 8 inch cock down my throat and suck as hard as I could.
"Fuck yeeaaaaaahhhh!" he moaned as the first contraction came, firing his first shot into the back of my throat. The first one wasn't that bad, but the next two shots damn near choked me. I pulled his cock from my mouth as the fourth shot covered my tongue completely in jizz. I used my tongue to move it all from my throat to my mouth, savoring the salty taste. Just to finish him off, I jacked his cock as fast as I could, thinking two or three more little shots and everything would be over. How wrong I was.
The next seven shots were actually ropes of cum spraying from the geyser I'd unleashed. The first went over my head and landed about 4 feet away, the last six went all over my face, neck, and bare chest.
I licked the last droplets of jizz off of his cock as he opened his eyes to look at me. The site of my cum covered body made him laugh, saying "Dude, I've never had a chick suck my dick like that before. That was incredible...wow, you're covered. Did I get any in your mouth?"
I leaned forward over his smooth, cut six pack where a couple drops of jizz had landed and opened my mouth. Out poured what must have been a quarter cup of man juice. I looked up at him and smiled, "Yeah, just a little," I said.
He looked down, eyes wide, and laughed. I knew this was going to be a great trip.