
Call Me Big Blue Balls (Part 1 of 5)
By Rhinoman

I suppose that most people are envious of me and would love
to have my huge dick.  If you don't have one and I mean a
really big one, not just 8 or 9 inches erect, that's what I
am limp, then you probably have no idea the problems it
causes.  For instance, I can't sit down on a regular toilet
without it hanging down into the water...what a pain. I've
had to get one of those thick seats to compensate.  And,I
can't wear a normal bathing suit... thankfully baggies are
now back in style.  

Anyway, for as long as I can remember, I have always stood
out in the crowd (no pun intended) in the genital
department.  The ironic thing is that I'm not a very big guy
otherwise.  My name is Leonard, I'm almost 5'-10" and have a
slight build.  I've never been athletic, always preferring
to read a book or fiddle with my coin collection.  In high
school, I was somewhat of a loner and it always embarrassed
me when the guys would refer to me as "tripod" in public.
You're probably thinking "what's embarrassing about that,"
but the fact is I didn't date girls, preferring to focus on
my studies, and it made me feel self conscious when girls
would point in my direction and giggle to one another.  

Before I proceed with what happened my freshman year in
college I should probably give you the "details."  Although
I've gained a few pounds now, when I entered college I was
at my full 5'-9 and a half inches tall, but I liked to say
5'-10", weighed in at 135lbs, with dirty blonde hair and
blue eyes, and of course glasses.  I'm sure the details you
are more interested in is that my dick measures 9 inches
limp and grows to a whopping 12 inches when I am fully
erect.  As far as thickness goes, I've always put objects
next to it for comparison instead of measuring around it
with a measuring tape.  While I'm not as thick around as a
soda can, I come pretty darn close, it is more the thickness
of a lot of shampoo bottles.  I guess that's always been an
easy comparison in the shower.

On to my story...I received a full academic scholarship to a
well-known university in the South and showed up that first
day with a complete "deer in the headlights" look.  My
roommate, Brad, was a workout freak from Nebraska who always
wore his shirts a little too tight to show off his muscular
physique.  It wasn't long until we were known as "Mutt &
Jeff" by everyone in the dorm.  The only way I gained any
respect from him was the time he walked in on me dressing.
"Holy shit Len!" "Do you work that thing out or what?  How
did you develop such a huge love muscle?"  I got all red in
the face and tried to hide myself, but the cat was out of
the bag.  I suppose that's how it all began with Dawn.
Gossip spreads quickly about the new freshmen, but usually
its junior and senior guys checking out the incoming girls.

Dawn was the Captain of the football cheerleading squad and
to say she was the ultimate female specimen would be a clear
understatement.  I had never dated in high school, but I had
smuggled a fair share of Playboy magazines into my room and
she could have been stacked up against any of the playmates
of the month.  Dawn was a legitimate 5'-10", which is
actually very tall for a cheerleader, considering the way
the guys have to lift and throw them.  She had a "Barbie"
type figure with slim hips, long tan legs that never seemed
to end, and big round tits that looked like two grapefruits
attached too her slim torso.  I have always been attracted
to brunettes with brown eyes and Dawn had both with a
gleaming white smile that I know made her dentist proud.  Of
course Shania Twain wasn't even on the scene back then but
looking back on it, she had that type of look with an
energetic bounce and twinkle in her eyes.



The first time I encountered Dawn was during freshmen
orientation.  Someone had arranged for the Cheerleaders to
brainwash us into school loyalty and hatred toward the rival
University not too many miles up the road.  My eyes
immediately locked on Dawn, as I'm sure several thousand
other horny freshman guys did.  Every bounce and thrust of
her pom poms had my eyes glued to those fabulous breasts
with period glances down the length of her golden tan legs
that I'm sure she had worked on all summer.  I remember
daydreaming about whether her breasts had tan lines and if
she covered her perfect ass with a thong bikini when she
laid out.  I quickly had to stop that thought process
because I felt myself getting hard and it was uncomfortable
as hell to get a 12 inch hard-on if I hadn't already
positioned myself correctly in my pants.
    
After the Rah Rah session, I turned around to head back
towards my dorm room with my hands in my pockets, to keep
the monster headed south, when I heard a female voice call
my name, "Leonard!"
 Not recognizing the voice I slowly
turned and raised my head to see my dream goddess, Dawn,
springing towards me as she tried to catch up.  As she
stopped in front of me, her hair wind blown, but in a
perfect sort of way, I uttered a meek sounding, "Hi." She
was even more perfect up close as she looked slightly down
at me with those sparkling doe brown eyes and enrapturing
smile. "Hey, one of the guys on the team knows your roommate
and he said you really didn't have any friends to hang out
with yet.  How would you like to get the unofficial campus
guided tour of all the hangouts?" I wanted to pinch myself
to see if I was dreaming, alive, or had been transported to
heaven and could only manage a questioning stutter,

"A a arre ya ya you serious?"

"Sure," "My names Dawn, by the way."  "I'm a senior, but I
remember my first week here and how lonely I felt, and well,
I hate to see the same thing happen to other students."

"Great!" I said, slowly getting myself together. "What day
and what time?" Dawn lips caused my dick to start growing
again as I focused on the way her glossy pink lips pursed as
she replied. "Tomorrow at 4 o'clock at the rec center, dress
casual."

"I'll be there," I said.

"O.K. Lenny, I can call you Lenny can't I?"

I quickly shot out a "Yes, that's fine," when in fact no one
had called me Lenny since about the first grade, but I
didn't care what she called me.  The fact was the Captain of
the cheerleaders, Dawn Ashton, was talking to me, a lowly
freshman, and a geek at that. I was snapped out of my trance
by Dawn's melodious voice singing, "See you tomorrow Lenny!"
and with a wink, she was turning, her mini cheerleading
skirt barely covering her ass, swaying first back and forth
and then up and down as she pranced off in the direction of
the girls dorm.


I was in heaven as I plopped onto my bed and thought about
what had happened to me.  I felt like masturbating right
then with the hard-on I was sporting, but decided against
it.  Who knows, I thought with the way my luck was going,
maybe I would score.  It would be a first for me.  As I put
all this down on paper, I realize that I should have been a
little more skeptical about a popular cheerleader seeking me
out, but I was caught up in the euphoria of the moment and
the sincerity she portrayed.  Little did I know what she had
in store for me.

Classes whizzed by the next day and I hurried back from my
two o'clock class to take a shower and get ready for the
biggest event of my life.  As I walked on air coming through
the door to me room I noticed Brad laying on his bed
flipping through some muscle magazine.  "Hey studly," he
said with a smile, "I hear your meeting up with Dawn today."
I couldn't believe it; this school has over 20,000 students,
how does word get around so quickly?  "That's right," I
said, somewhat defensively, "Just an informal get together.
She's going to give me a tour of the student hang outs."

"Well, just be careful," Brad said, "John Payne, the
starting linebacker for the football team has a thing for
her.  I don't think they're officially dating, but I think
John is definitely the jealous type." 

Great, I thought as I hopped into the shower, the headlines
in the campus paper tomorrow would read, "Geek gets his ass
kicked by jealous gridiron star."  I started lathering up
thinking about Dawn and how I'd love to be soaping up those
magnificent globes of flesh that were bouncing up and down
with every cheer.  I had one hand milking my soapy dick up
and down the 12-inch shaft while I used my other hand to
soap up and shake my sack and balls.  My hands aren't very
large and my balls felt like I was handling two baseballs,
when in fact they are both more the size of pool balls in a
sack that hands down around 6 inches from the bottom of my
penis.  I stopped before I blew my load and rinsed off
before stepping out of the shower.  

The door suddenly flew open and there was Brad. "Hey Len, do
you... jeez laweez Len! You could kill someone with that
thing."  He stood in awe having only previously seen me in
an unerect state.  "I'd hate to be a gal on the receiving
end of that thing.  She'd never be able to feel anything but
a John Holmes replica dildo after that." "What do you want?"
I said.  "Oh, I was just going to tell you not to worry
about John.  I was just talking with a friend of mine on the
phone and he said they broke everything off last week."
  
"Thanks," I said, "Mind if I dry off now?"

"Oh, hey sorry, I just can't get over your appendage.  We
need to get you in the gym, you could be the ultimate male
weapon." He laughed and closed the door.

I peered at the reflection in the mirror and saw that it was
pretty comical that the bulge I was sporting down below was
bigger than my biceps.  Kind of like the male version of
Barbie, I laughed to myself.  I decided to wear some khaki
shorts, my favorite Calvin Klein black boxers, a preppy
white and blue stripe button down shirt and my penny
loafers.  Somehow I still wasn't able to get into the surfer
dude, hip-hop, or jock look.  Obviously none of those looks
fit me.  I felt I looked studious and clean cut.  That must
be what Dawn sees in me.

As I approached the student rec center, I saw Dawn standing
there looking off in another direction.  She had on a tan
pair of lycra stretch shorts that hugged and just covered
her perfectly rounded butt.  Her tan legs stretched down to
a pair of three inch heals that was going to put have her
looking down at me, I could tell.  But what I noticed most
were her breasts, which were pushing hard against the fabric
of her top both out and to the sides.  As I got closer I
could see the lacey pattern of her bra and the outline of
her nipples causing the material to dent outward.  I moaned
inwardly as I thought how much self control it was going to
take to not reach out and grab those two tits and squeeze
for all it's worth. 

"Hi Lenny!"  Dawn said in her perky voice.  "My, you look
preppy today. Are you ready for the grand tour?"  

"Ready as I'll ever be."  I said, thinking that sounded kind
of dumb.

"Great, let's go!"  and she thrust her hand through my arm
and started off down the path on the side of the rec center.
I immediately felt a hot rush as the side of what must be C
or D cups pressed into my arm.  She was taller than I with
those heels was and I felt like a little boy being pulled
along by his mother, although my mother sure as heck didn't
look like this!

Dawn had her car waiting around back, a flashy red sports
car, that Daddy must have bought for her.  We got in and she
gave me the campus tour and proceeded into town to show me
other popular spots as well.  Whenever I thought she wasn't
looking, I would steal glances at those awesome tits and
watch as her already short shorts kept creeping up her
golden thighs.  Finally she pulled into a place she
described as "the greatest bar-b-q in the south.  I followed
her in with my eyes glued to her cute ass which her shorts
were splitting riding right up her crack.  The lighting was
pretty low and the seating was made up of those bouncy sofa
type benches.  The types that are covered in the thick see
through plastic.

Besides the awkward conversation, mainly on my part, lunch
was uneventful until I felt a stirring in my groin.  However
this didn't feel like the normal stirring, this felt more
like a real rubbing.  Dawn kept talking so matter of factly
that I didn't dare look down to see what was going on.  I
finally reached over with my hand and grabbed a foot!

I looked up and Dawn was laughing, "I just wanted to see
what type of rise I could get out of you." "You seemed a
little uptight Lenny."  

Well, she was getting a reaction all right, but it was
making me more "tense."  Lunch ended and I thought our
little adventure was over, but Dawn seemed to have other
ideas. 

"Where are we going?" I asked  

"Oh, the last place we're going is a special hang-out."  

I left it at that.  We drove for about 10 minutes as the
last of the sun's rays disappeared behind the moss-covered
trees.  All of a sudden Dawn slowed and turned off the paved
two-lane road onto a dirt road that banked off to the right.
The trees got a little thicker and after a few hundred yards
we came to a more open area that was surrounded by trees and
seemed to center on a small lake as a point of interest.  I
wondered what she was up to, when she stopped the car and
turned off the engine. "Well, this is it." She said

"This is what?"

"This is where all the major post-game and post-date make
outs take place." She replied. "A lot of freshmen girls will
be brought here this fall."

"What about freshmen guys?" I asked

"Nah, not too many, only the coolest."  Was her reply

"Wait a second,"  I said somewhat hesitantly but proceeded
anyway.  "I..I...really appreciate how kind you've been to
me any everything," I got out, "but I've never been put in
the category of popular or coolest."

"Awww don't be modest, Lenny. I think you're kinda cute." 

And with that she turned her body towards me, curling her
legs up under her and looked at me with thus wonderful big
brown eyes.  Her tits were thrusted forward just begging to
be fondled.  I didn't know what I felt, but it seemed like a
mixture of bewilderment, lust, shame, and pride all rolled
into one.  Here I, 3 months removed high school virgin geek,
with a total sex goddess, and I had no idea what to say.  

"I....I....I" I stammered almost incoherently.

"Shhhhhh" her perfect glossed lips pursed as she put her
index finger up to them.  "Would you like to kiss me?"

Instantly I was caught between two thoughts,  the first
Duhhhhhhhh, who wouldn't and the second was me with a big
"L" above my head for loser, because I could see myself
fumbling the ball here big time.  Fortunately, Dawn didn't
wait for an answer and leaned into me, the hard nipple and
perfect cushion of her right breast pressing into my arm.  I
was frozen in place, but somehow managed to form my lips
into something that would resemble a kiss.  Her lips pressed
into mine and felt firm yet mushy as she stayed pressed up
against me.  Not knowing what to do, I closed my eyes and
tried leaning into her a bit.  My cock was rock hard.
Fortunately I had on pretty long shorts because I had grown
to my full 12 inches and if my shorts were any shorter I
would have been sticking out the bottom.  She let out an
audible "Mmmmmmm" and moved her lips away from mine and into
my neck and then up to my ear.  

"Do you want the big senior to teach the little freshman how
to make out?" she whispered into my ear.  

I let out a gasping, "Uhhhh huuuu"

"Let me show you how it's done," she hissed and proceeded to
stick her hot wet tongue in my ear.  My hard-on was killer
and started raising the slack in my pants up.  She moved up
on me crushing her tits into my bird chest as she did so.
She then began running her right hand through my hair, her
manicured nails combing my scalp as she pulled my lips back
to her.  I held on for the ride as this woman took control
and obviously knew what she wanted.  Her left hand grabbed
my right wrist and pulled it up to her breast.  


"This is what you've wanted to do ever since you saw me,
isn't it?" she whispered once again in my ear.  Was there a
correct answer to this I thought, 

"Uhhhh yeeaah" I stammered.  

"Well go ahead, feel my tits!"  

My dick was absolutely pulsing up and down in a frenzied
rhythm.  I started squeezing gently and she urged me,
"harder...really crush 'em...come on squeeze 'em harder."  

Never having gone this far with a girl before I did what I
was told, but was also embarrassed at the scene she might
see going on in my shorts.  The head of my dick was almost
poking out the end of my shorts.  I felt her hand on my knee
and then she started moving it slowly up my inner thigh.
"Oh!" she said, somewhat startled and for a second seemingly
not in control, at touching my dick so soon, actually just a
couple inches up from my knee.  Dawn gripped my penis
through my shorts, feeling the girth, and slowly made her
way up the shaft, squeezing every few inches as she went
along. "My you're a big boy," she whispered with that hot
voice into my ear sending more chills down my arms and legs
and causing my dick to jump.  I couldn't take any more of
this stimulation as she reached my balls and gave a gentle
squeeze while simultaneously sticking her pointed tongue
into my mouth.  I opened with a loud "Awwwwwwwwwwwww" as my
penis started spasming and shooting stream after stream of
cum first in my shorts and then because of my boxers out the
loose fitting bottom and all over her dash and floor.  She
continued to rub and squeeze the front of my shorts driving
her tongue in and out of my mouth like she was the one
fucking me. "Ooooooooooohhh" I continued to moan after the
fifth or sixth jet of cum had sprayed out and my cock
finally began to recoil and settle down.  "I...I...I'm sorry
about that" I said, thoroughly embarrassed about losing
control and blowing my load all over the place. "Shhhhhh"
she said, pulling my head down to rest on her breast.  As my
head went down I thought I caught a glimpse of a mischievous
looking smile.  "That's O.K., you just got excited that's
all,"  "I have that affect on a lot of guys."  With my head
pressed into her tits I thought of the good fortune that had
come my way in meeting Dawn.  I'm the luckiest guy in the
world.  Little did I know what the next four weeks were
going to bring.

"Let's get together again next Sunday night, Lenny," Dawn
finally said, breaking me out of my trance.  "I think we
could have a lot more fun over a my place," "And Lenny,"

"What?" I asked, not believing my luck.  

"Don't get off, if you know what I mean, between now and
then.  I want to see you shoot with everything you've got
saved for me."  

I couldn't wait for next Sunday and the opportunity to see
this hot vixen naked.  As I strolled back to the dorm after
Dawn dropped me off, the wet stains on my shorts finally
dry, I couldn't help wonder what the catch was.  What would
a beautiful, popular, senior cheerleader want to do with a
geeky freshman?  She had felt the size of my dick, certainly
it wasn't just that.  Had she heard the rumors before
talking with me?  Looking back on it I should have been more
attuned to the fact that in all reality the impossible was
taking place without an ulterior motive.  But, I was too
consumed with a fog of lust and love to think in my typical
analytical way.  It was going to cost me more than I could
have guessed.

To be continued...


