Date: Thu, 3 May 2007 11:47:04 EDT From: BurgyHill@aol.com Subject: The biggest dick in school Hi. My name's Daryll. I am 16 years old and I go to my local school in the town of Oldham in the UK. I like sports but I am not good enough to catch the school teams. I am not brilliant academically. Don't get me wrong I am not stupid I am just not top of class in any of my subjects. But what I am top of class in is cock size. I have the biggest dick in school. Now before you puffs start filing my inbox asking me for sex let's get one thing straight. I ain't no queer. There is nothing I like better than stuffing my oversized member up some girl's cunt and giving her a right good fucking. The trouble is while all the girls want to see my cock, and I will whip it out any time for them, they will not all spread their legs for me. There is not enough of them to satisfy my needs. My balls are producing spunk at a phenomenal rate and are in constant need to be emptied. So if some guy wants to suck me off and I can't get any fanny that's fine by me or if some bender wants a good shafting and his arse can take my massive dick then that's OK too. Just don't expect me to touch your dick. I ain't no queer. It's a good job there are a few guys like you around cause I don't know what I would do if I can't get any help to empty my nuts. I would probably die after my body gets filled up with all the spunk that does not get released. It all started when I was 12. My next door neighbour is called Phil and he was in my year at school. He wasn't in any of my classes, apart from PE, but we walked home together sometimes. Now after sports it is a strict rule that all the boys must shower. So we are all marched into the showers to clean up our dirty sweaty bodies. Now by 12 I had reached puberty and my dick was much bigger then any of the boys in my year. I saw them all looking at my dick wondering if theirs will ever get this big. It's a good job any of them did not try anything in the showers. I would have knocked them flying. So one night after we had walked home I invited Phil in for a drink since both our houses were empty with our parents all out at work. Now the first thing I always did when I got home was change out of my school uniform into something a little more comfortable. So I took my school shirt and pants off and was about to put on a t-shirt and jeans. I was stood there in just my underwear and socks. "Can I see your dick", Phil said. I was shocked. Why would a guy want to see my dick. "Fuck off", I said. Nothing more was said and we got out my Playstation and had a few games. Now this went on for a few weeks. I would get changed. He would beg to see my cock and I would refuse. Then one night in early spring I gave in. We went up to my room and I took off my uniform. "Please can I see your dick. Just this once", begged Phil. I was about to tell him where to go when I stood there and thought. "Why do you want to see my dick", I asked. "It's so different then my little one", he said, "It's like my dad's". So reluctantly I slowly pulled my underwear down to my thighs and let him see my cock. "Cor it's massive", he said. "How long you had hairs on it", he asked. I explained that I had reached puberty about a year ago. "Can I touch it", he asked. Now it was one thing showing him my dick but another letting him feel it. Normally when my own hand touched it it would get hard and then I would have to have a wank which was at least twice a day. "Please", he said pitifully. I half turned towards him and without waiting for a reply, quick as a flash, his hand was on my cock. "Hey", I said, protesting. He ran his fingers all over my cock and balls which started to harden at his touch. "Jesus", he said, when it became fully erect. "It's fucking enormous", he said, as he continued to play with it. I was in a trance. What was I doing letting another guy feel me up. He started to wank me. It did feel good though much better then when I pulled it myself. So there we were in my bedroom. I am stood there my undies round my knees and he was sat in my chair wanking me off. After a few minutes I got that tell-tale sign that I was about to spunk and without warning him I blasted out my load through the air as it landed on my carpet. "Did you enjoy that", he said, "I did". "Suppose it was okay", was all I could think of to say. After that night he became my regular wanker. Several times a week after school we go back to my house I would take off my uniform and lie on my bed and he would sit next to me and wank me off. Sometimes he would ask me to do it to him. But I would refuse. I ain't no queer. Now there was this lad at school called Callum he's has left school now but was in the year above me when this happened. I was 14 and he was 15. He was a Prefect that meant he helped out the teachers. It was his job to make sure everyone was out of the school buildings at lunch and break and either outside or in the year buildings. You were only allowed to be in the school buildings if you had a reason. So this one day I was at the far side of school away from the year area and I needed to pee, badly. So I just went into the school building to the toilet. When Callum spotted me. "Hey you are not supposed to be in here", he shouted. "I need a pee", I protested. "Then go to the year area", he said. "Oh come on", I said, "It's too far". "Go on then", he said, "And be quick". So I goes in the toilet and whips my prick out and starts to pee. Then I hears the door go and I looks round and Callum is stood there. Looking at me or should I say looking at my dick. "What do you want", I say, angrily. "Nothing", he says, "Just making sure you are Okay", his eyes glancing down at my cock. "Rubbish", I say, "You have come to look at my cock. Everyone knows you are a puff" "No I am not", he replied. "How big is it then", he asks. "Why", I ask. "Just asking", he says. By now he is standing right next to me. I had finished peeing and was about to put it away. He is stirring right at it. "Bet you want to suck it. Don't you", I say. "You do me and I will do you", I tell him. He does not reply. I start to shove it back in my pants. When he takes hold of my wrist to stop me and drops to his knees. He reaches up and takes hold of my soft cock and pulls it right out and starts to pull it with his hand. Then he kisses it with his lips. My cock starts to stiffen and he wraps his lips round it and starts to suck me. Now anyone could walk in and lessons were about to resume in ten minutes. So I knew he would have to be quick. It was obvious to me that he had sucked cock before cause he seemed to know what he was doing and he was bringing me close to a very quick orgasm. Within seconds I can feel my spunk starting to rise up my shaft and I am blasting my load into his mouth. He gets up smiling and wipes his lips. "Thanks", he says. Apparently the disgusting pig has swallowed my load. Dirty cocksucking queer. He starts to undo his zip and pull his cock out. "Hurry up and suck me before anyone comes in", he says. I look at him and say, "Fuck off". I walk out of the toilets and back into the school yard. Now anytime I am horny and can't get any cunt I give Callum a ring and he round in a flash and on his knees in no time. He asked me to do him once but I'm not doing that. I ain't no queer. Gaz is a mate I have known a few years. About six months ago we were mucking about in the fields in the long grass when he gets on top of me and starts humping me. "Hey, get off", I say, pushing him away, "you fruity bastard". Anyway later that they day we were back at my house and Gaz suggested a game of cards. I agreed and went to fetch a pack from my parents bookcase. "Let's play strip jack naked", Gaz said. "Fuck off", I reply, "Two guys don't play that". "Me and John play all the time", Gaz replies. Now by John he meant John Jacobs, I always thought he was bent. "Then what you do", I ask. "Winner gets to bum the loser", Gaz replies. Now I had not shot my load for about three days and I was horny as fuck. I'd never fucked an arse, but I bet it was as tight as some of the girls pussies I had my dick in. "Why don't we just fuck then", I suggest, "Me first". With that I fetch some of my condoms then are hidden in my wardrobe and we start to strip off. Gaz was a fair size bloke for his age and had a fairly big dick, nowhere near as big as mine but not bad compared with the other guys. Not that I go round comparing guys cocks that is. When we are naked I hand him some lube to apply to his hole. Strangely enough the though of shafting his arse has given me a stonking hardon and I role the condom over it. He bends down over my bed and a scoot up behind him and push my cock right up his arsehole. "Arggh", he screams out. "Be carefully John is not as big as you", he says. "Fuck you", I think, "This is going to be the hardest shafting of your life". I start banging away. I was right about it being tighter than a pussy, his arse cheeks were griping my cock and it was not bad at all, in fact perhaps some of the birds might let me fuck their arses if they won't let me do their fanny. I continued to bang away at his arse and he was groaning and using my pillow to bite. I saw his reflection in the mirror it looked like he was in real pain. That only made me pump that much harder. I was enjoying seeing his face in pain. I carried on banging away and the feeling was great. My cock was throbbing as my balls slapped and slapped on his arse. It was good job there was no one in the house they would have heard this. Anyway It did not take long before I filled my condom with a large load of spunk. I spunked loads out more than any bitch has ever milked from me. "I don't think I will be able to walk for a week", Gaz said, as he rolled about my bed. That wasn't bad that", I said, "Never fucked an arse before". Eventually he gets off the bed and reaches for the condoms. "What the fuck you doin", I say, as I start to pull my underwear back on. "My turn now", he says, as he bites into the condom wrapper. "Your turn for what", I say. "My turn to bum you", he says. "Like shit you are", I say, "There's no way you are shagging my arse". "But you promised", he said, disappointed. "I lied", I said, coldly. "You twat", he said, as he got dressed. Now a bender is a bender so about once or twice a month Gaz comes round and I give his arse a right royal fucking. He asks me for the same but I refuse. I ain't no queer. I ain't no queer.