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Enlightened in a Dark Room

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by Dr. Big 11 When I was nine I noticed that I hadn't been created quite as equally as other guys in my class. My parents invited about a dozen of my friends over for a pool party to celebrate my birthday and when we were changing in the pool house, we were all getting naked. Jimmy, not really a friend, but invited along with the "gang" spoke up in his obnoxious tone, "Hey, Look at his dick!" and pointed at me. Most of the other guys had dicks that look like Viena Sausages with a flesh-colored cherry at the end. Mine was about six inches long and completely flaccid. I know because I had measured it. I had a paper tape measure I kept in my bedside table. I measured it about once a month and kept marks on it. I did that ever since I saw a National Geographic at my grandpas that showed black African men with dicks hanging down past their knees. We swam and had a great day. Except for that comment, which made me feel uneasy. I had never thought anything of it until that day and asked dad, who was a doctor, if there was something wrong with me. He just smiled and said it was in the genes. After that, my mom began buying me larger underwear and when I went to gym class in fifth grade, she bought me a large jock, that had to be altered around the waist. I had spoken to my close friends and they just all laughed and told me not to worry. My best friend, Tim, said I was above average and always left it at that. I had been growing a lot and my penis had now grown to a bit over 7 inches long when flaccid and I had been experiencing erections at night. When I was waking up in the morning, the head and a few inches of my dick were poking up on my belly above my shorts. I began measuring it and it was over nine inches long when hard. When I was 14, I was 5' 9" tall and weighed about 145 and had been working out in the gym because I played basketball and football. I had the biggest penis of anyone in school and was still going through puberty. One Friday night in the fall, after a football game, someone started throwing a magazine around and after the coach stood up and yelled about it, it landed in my seat. I saw that it was a PENTHOUSE magazine and I stuffed it in my gym bag and took it home. That night when I was thinking about it and waiting for dad to pick me up, I had an erection that pushed its way up out of the waistline of my jeans. I was a bit shaky and flushed with nervousness. I went straight home and upstairs and closed and locked my door. I went to my desk and turned on the light and after getting that magazine out of my gym bag, I flopped it onto the desk and sat there in my wooden chair staring at the cover. There was a blonde on the cover with long, straight hair, showing her naked belly and I could see her large, curving breasts showing a bit under her hair. Just looking at that image and picturing what lay on the inside of a world I had never entered into before was making me feel very strange. I took off my pants and laid them on the bed and came back to the chair wearing only my boxers. I leaned forward cautiously and opened the front cover. Advertising. I flipped on through and saw various pictures of naked women and finally came to the Forum section. It was stories about sex and I read one about a nurse taking care of a man. He had a large penis and she was masturbating him and then they had sex. I was beginning to get excited and my dick was poking through the hole in my shorts. From where it was sitting I could see the tip bob up and down with spasms as I read the stories. Everytime I would get excited, it would jump. I was on my second story, this time about a blonde lady who had a pool problem and called in a company to help. They sent over two hot guys who instead of fixing the pool, ended up fucking her and doing all kinds of things. Both the guys had large dicks...one was 10 inches and the other guy's dick was 12 inches. She sucked their dicks and then let them each fuck her. I was getting excited and my dick was getting harder and turning a deep red color. I reached down and began rubbing it and I soon grasped it in my right hand. When I grabbed it around the base with my right hand, I still had enough room to put my left hand on it, without covering up the head, which was getting about the size and color of a plum. There was a clear liquid coming out of the tip of my dick as I squeezed and before too long it was lubing up the shaft. I started pumping up and down on the shaft with both hands, alternatively and I started feeling a wild sensation in my balls and in my legs, which were getting shakey. I pumped harder and faster and finally went to just using my right hand. I stood up and pumped faster with my right hand and I felt the strangest thing, like something was coming up through the shaft of my dick. Well, it did. I learned all about cum that night. Four large squirts of cum came out of my dickhead and splattered on the magazine, my desk, the light, books on the first shelf and all over my right hand and some even dripped down on my right thigh and onto the floor. My knees were weak and I tried to sit down on the chair, but I missed and fell onto the floor. Since I had hardwood floors in my room, I made a loud thud, which brought a knock at the door. "Are you alright?" my mom asked. "Sure" I squeeked. I was lying there, quivering at having had my first orgasm and I sure didn't want to be bothered with my parents. I steadied myself and then went into my bathroom for a quick shower and then cleaned up the mess on the floor. The rest of the night, I spent sitting naked in front of the desk, kneeling next to the bed and on the bed with that magazine -- a June 1991 Penhouse. I jerked off six more times that night and finally went to bed at 3 a.m. I kept that magazine in a box in my closet, along with others I would find and buy over the next two years, until I went off to college. My first sexual experience didn't come until I was 17 and a junior in high school. Being on sports teams, afforded me plenty of time to be naked in front of others, and that also included girls. They liked seeing my physique, which was usually kept pretty tight. I worked out five nights a week and also at home (we had a gym in the basement) and swam laps when it was warm enough. By the time I was a junior, my cock had topped out at 8 and 1/2 inches flaccid and 11 and 5/8 inches erect. It was 7 inches in circumference and 2 and 1/2 inches thick. The guys in gym class and in locker rooms spread the rumors about my monster cock and more than a few girls cornered me to find out. We had a swimming class in school and our uniforms were red Speedos. Everyone knew immediately what I was packing in that class from 10th grade on. The plus was that our swim instructor was a 28 year old blonde with huge tits and her red suit showed that she wasn't really a blonde. I had to stay in the water many times because I had a raging hard on. And when you've got a 10+inch cock in high school in a small red Speedo, there's not much to do but wait it out. It poked right over the top and I had to stay in the deep end or everybody would see it. Needless to say, I learned to tread water for a LONG time. My first hand job from a girl came after a home game by one of the opposing team's cheerleaders. She was voluptuous and awesome looking! Long, straight red hair and a beautiful face, large lips and what had to be huge tits under that red and black sweater. She wore a short black skirt and long red stockings. After half-time I guess word had circulated from our side to their side about me and I was presented a note by one of our cheerleaders, who had already come to the conclusion that I was more of a natural wonder to be honored and admired instead of being pursued. The note said to meet Veronica (the red-head) in the visitor parking lot after the game. I went back to the game and after a 32-10 stomping of the visiting team, I went to the locker room, showered and was walking across the parking lot when I saw a small red Volkswagen with a red and black flag hanging from the passenger window. As I got closer, Veronica stepped out. She was still wearing the short black skirt but had taken off the sweater and was wearing a tight red T-shirt. She must have been sporting 38D tits underneath that, although I wasn't too good at guessing breast size. She told me we played a good game and offered me a piece of gum. Juicy Fruit. I couldn't resist. So we sat on the hood of her car and talked for awhile and all the time I was looking at her long tanned legs and as the night got a bit chilly I was noticing that her nipples were poking out of her already tight T-shirt. We were both going to Purdue University in the fall. She to study veterinary science and I was going for Computer Engineering. She reached out and touched my hand and asked me if I'd like to sit inside the car and talk while we got warm. I said "Sure" and we both got inside. There's not a lot of room inside an old Bug for a guy who's 6' 2" and weighing 190. I left my jacket and bags outside and wearing only a grey Nike sweatshirt and matching pants and tennis shoes, got inside. Sitting with my knees almost to my chin, I commented on the roominess of the car and that made Veronica laugh. Which, I guess, was enough to break the ice and nervousness. She leaned over and said, "You're cute" gave me a long, wet kiss. She did something that no other girl had ever done and that's to grab my face with both her hands while she was kissing, she continued to stroke my face and then my hair and finally around to the back of my neck. We kissed for several minutes and I was getting hard, which made for a very uncomfortable position -- already sitting with my knees almost to my chest, my cock was twitching and hardening and trying to find a way to escape through my sweatpants (I hadn't worn boxers or anything since I was going right home, I thought!) As Veronica leaned a bit closer, she put her left hand on my chest to give herself balance, but suddenly she realized she was touching more than my chest. She pulled her face back from mine with a puzzling look. She didn't move her hand away but did something bold - she squeezed. When she did she found her fingers grasping the part of a nearly 12 inch hard cock that had worked its way out of the top band of my drawstring pants and was now sticking up underneath my sweatshirt. This amounted to about six inches of cock. She squeezed again and this time harder and when she squeezed my cock throbbed. "What the?" she stammered and lifted the bottom of my sweatshirt up. "Jezuz! It's true. The girls were telling me you had a monster cock!" Veronica squeeled. She was about 5'7" and although tall for a cheerleader, was very petite, except for her curvy breasts. Her small hand on the last half of my cock made it look even larger. "Can I see it all?" she asked, but answered her own question as she began fighting the cramped space and trying to pull and force my sweatpants down, as I lifted my buttocks off the seat. After helping jerk the pants down, I was sitting there, still cramped in the little foreign car with my cock completely exposed. She whistled. "I've never even seen one like this in Playgirl!" "I'm sorry," I said, not sure how to respond. "You don't have to apologize, you goof! This is magnificent!" "Well, I didn't know what to say. Most girls like to see it but they don't know what to do or are scared to do anything except hold it." Veronica reached across my lap with her left hand and then down. She was fumbling for something then as a "snap" came from below my seat, the back of the seat fell backwards and I was finally in an almost-prone position. My knees were still bent, but now at a 90 degree angle. I could lay my back out almost flat. "Now I'll show you what a girl can do with a big cock like that!" she said as she took it in both hands and started alternating a pumping motion. She turned her head sideways, with her right hand, brushed her long red hair back over her face and down to the left and then, looking directly at me with a gleam in her eyes, she lowered her head over my cock and began to slowly lick it. I immediately remembered just showering and was thankful to have used deoderant soap! I was smelling good down there and I was sure that was something important. She ran her tongue from the base of my shaft and slowly raked it across the length up to the head. The head of my penis is about 2 and 3/4 inches across and very round. She opened her mouth up and tried to get a bit of the head in her mouth but just ended up "gumming" at it like a young child with a large sucker or ice cream cone. "Damn, boy!" she laughed. "I've sucked a cock or two in high school, but nothing like this. I'd have to dislocate my jaw to get that thing inside!" Veronica gave it a few more licks and then moved her self into a near-sitting postion and concentrated on masturbating me. Slick with her spit, she used her right hand to pump up and down my shaft. Looking back now, I can't even begin to describe what it feels like the first time a girl masturbates you. I had been doing it for a few years, but it's just not the same. I had developed a pattern of reading or looking at porn and growing excited and then ejaculating, but this was about a live girl touching you and kissing you. I could feel that familiar sensation in my balls and legs as the feeling of something traveling up my cock shaft began to grow. "I think I'm about to cum," I said, tapping Veronica on the arm. She looked back at me and then stopped. I couldn't believe it. I looked at her questioningly and then around at the windows, to see they were completely fogged up in the cool fall evening. She paused and saw the windows had fogged up and reached her arms towards the ceiling of the car. She fed first her left then her right arm through the shirt and in a few seconds she was sitting there with nothing on but the tennis shoes, red stockings and her black short skirt. I was staring at a vision. With her red hair flowing down onto her shoulders and the tips of her long hair just an inch or so above the large pink nipples that were sticking out. I was so horny, I couldn't stand it. Her tits were incredible and I reached out to touch them. So warm and soft and firm. "Those are the nicest tits I've ever seen" I told Veronica. "They're 38C" she said. I didn't know how that compared to most but many of the models I saw in Penthouse and Playboy had that size or larger. I was satisfied. I pinched the ends of her nipples gently and massaged her larged breasts and she was moaning a bit and then she went back to work on my cock. She took it in her right hand and began to jerk up and down slowly and with her left hand she played with my balls, which are the size of lemons and hang rather low. I was working her tits over and she was still moaning a bit when I could feel that rising sensation in my cock grow. "I'm going to cum" I warned, but Veronica didn't pull away. She motioned her mouth over my cock and continued to pull away at my shaft with her hand. The first blast caught her on the chin, followed by a second on the nose and the third and fourth actually went into her mouth. She milked more out of my cock as it begin to shrink in size, putting the head in her mouth and sucking and licking more cum out. The creamy substance was running onto my chest and waist from her face and was even dripping down on her tits, which I was in turn rubbing around as I continued to massage her. As Veronica made little moaning sounds, continuing to lick around my cock, she used her left hand to raise up her black skirt. She took my left hand and guided it down to a wet, hairy pussy. She pushed my hands towards her and I began to rub where I had never rubbed a woman before. I was nervous and anxious all at the same time. I rubbed around her folds of flesh until she became wet and was moving her hips around on my hand. "Fuck me with your fingers," she moaned. "I need to cum." Veronica was moving and shaking as I rubbed her pussy and finally she told me to put a finger inside. I didn't really know what she meant so I just kept rubbing. Finally, she took her right hand off my cock and pulled my left hand away, pushed my hand into a grip and pulled two fingers out into a pointing position and then told me to put those fingers inside her pussy. I reached back under the skirt and rubbed around her pussy a few minutes, getting her wet again and then did as she said. I found the place that was the most wet and pushed gently. As I did, she arched her back and I began to slide my fingers into something. I was new to anatomy and didn't know my female body parts. I slid in a little at a time and moved them back and forth and sideways and then started moving them in and out. By this time (only about five minutes) I was getting excited again and my cock was getting hard again. Veronica was excited about this and began masturbating me again as I masturbated her with my fingers. She shifted around a bit so I could use my right hand and was soon using it to play with the rest of her pussy as I inserted fingers from my left hand. I had never done this with a girl before, just heavy petting and dry humping through clothes. This was the real thing, well almost! I thought, this is a pretty good night -- scored 2 touchdowns, won the game and now I'm getting near-sex with a beautiful cheerleader from 40 miles away! We continued working on each other, my fiddling with her pussy and getting her wetter and hotter, and she working me to another orgasm. She came first and when she did, she leaked a clear liquid from her pussy. Each time her body convulsed, the clear liquid shot out of her pussy and all over my hands and all over her seats and down her legs. "Oh my God!" she cried as she kept convulsing. I didn't let up but let my fingers work inside her harder and faster. She was humping herself down on my hands as she came. Letting herself enjoy her climax, she leaned forward and began kissing me and we lay there in the Volkswagon for a few minutes. "I forgot about you, Scott" she said and then realized that she didn't finish giving me a hand job, although I was still semi-erect after the short break. "That would be nice," I said. She moved her face back to my crotch and began licking and sucking against my cock until it got completely hard again and then she used her left hand to masturbate me as she rubbed and caressed my lower chest and arms. She then took her right hand and began fondling her own tits and that was too much! I didn't even give her warning this time and started to cum. I hit her hair and her tits and her neck and one glob hit the roof of the car and was dripping down. Later on in our relationship, Veronica measured my "output" and found that I came enough to fill 3 tablespoons, and a bit more. My ejaculations were forceful, too, time after time. We lay still for a few minutes then we both got scared as we heard a car move through the parking lot. It moved on and we checked the clock -- 12:04. "I've got to get home! My dad's going to kill me!" she said as she took her red shirt and wiped her face and neck, breasts and her body of cum and her own ejaculation. I gave her my sweatshirt to wear and she handed me the shirt. "Take this home and think of me," she said, as we adjusted the seat back and got a blanket out of the front trunk to lay over her wet seat for the ride home. "Look," I started. "I'm not in love with you yet," she started. "I just met you, but I'm in love with your body and I will be seeing you again." Veronica took a pen and a notepad and wrote her email address on it and also her address and phone number and her cell number. "If you don't call me, I'll be very disappointed." "Oh, I'll call you," I said. As I stood there in the parking lot, watching her drive away, I realized three things. 1. It was 45 degrees out, with a clear sky and full moon. 2. This beautiful girl had given me a night I wouldn't forget for a long time. 3. That I had missed my ride home and it was going to be a long walk. To be continued....