Date: Sun, 31 Jan 2021 16:00:36 -0500 From: Allan@GrassyValley.us Subject: Joe's Revenge On Meat ----------------------------------------- This is a one-part add-on to the story, "Cousin Joe Loves Dick" which is the biggest part of the back story of Kevin, a character I first wrote about in "Allan's New College Freedom." My stories never mention protected sex. But in real life, Always use condoms and get tested regularly. This story is a work of fiction, and contains explicit, sexual content. It is about two high school grads engaging in sex. If this upsets or offends you, then do not read this story. If it is illegal to read this material where you live, then do not read it! This story is published in the Nifty Archives under their normal agreements, but it remains the property of the author and must not be republished elsewhere without the author's permission. All rights are reserved. ----------------------------------------- Joes Revenge on Meat By: AllanNKnox Here I am at the end of summer after graduating from high school in this po-dunk mountain town where I grew up. I am gay and a total dick-lover who has had my fair share of dicks, even in this back-woods town of mostly straight high school hicks. This includes my big-dicked, farm-boy cousin, Kevin, who has a goofy grin and an almost perfect body. He and I are the same age, and we both have unusually large dicks (close to 8.5"), a family trait, I suppose. And even though I have sucked several dicks and even let some of them fuck me, I have never had a dick bigger than ours. I have been sucking Kevin's big dick since the end of our Sophomore year of high school. And, right before we both graduated, he graduated to fucking my butt, which I had been dreaming about for quite a while. In between those two events, something happened to Kevin that had a massive effect on his personality and outlook on life. At the end of his Junior year, a graduating Senior jock football player, Demetri, with a dick even larger than Kevin's or mine and with the nickname, "Meat" (packing a really thick 10+ inches), lured Kevin to a camping spot far from civilization. There he enticed Kevin with promises of popularity and playing first-string next year if Kevin would let Meat fuck his ass. Kevin agreed in the moment, but Meat wouldn't stop after he got going, even when he knew he was hurting Kevin. Most people would consider this date-rape, but the dilemma in Kevin's mind was that he knew that he had given consent willingly and with the promise of a reward, so instead of feeling like a victim, he felt like a whore, selling his body for someone's pleasure. And that monster-dicked Pig, Demetri, didn't even pay up. You might think that this would make Kevin feel better (you are not a whore if you are not paid), but it made him feel worse, like a dupe; he had painfully given up his anal virginity for NOTHING. Kevin kept this a secret for a year before he told me about it, and that was just three months ago. I was spitting-mad at Demetri after Kevin told me what happened, wanting to find a way to get back at Demetri. But, Kevin made me promise not to do anything that might cause Demetri to start spreading rumors about Kevin. The only good thing about Kevin telling me this was that it was why I finally offered to let him fuck my butt; I had wanted it for a long time. It was also a way to show Kevin how good it really feels to fuck someone's butt and that it doesn't need to be painful for the receiver; in fact, some guys enjoy being fucked. ------------- While we were Seniors in high school, Demetri went to State U on a full-ride football scholarship. But, close to the end of his first term, something happened, and he was kicked off the team and lost his scholarship. According to rumors, his grades were barely passing, so there was no hope for any other scholarship money. He came home for Thanksgiving (in shame) and never returned to school. He has been working at his Dad's Service Station ever since. What Demetri did to Kevin has been eating at me all summer, and I have been trying to think of a way to make Demetri understand the impact of what he did to Kevin, or at least see what it feels like to have a huge dick forced up his ass as he did to Kevin. I also have to admit that I am intrigued by Kevin's description of Demetri's huge dick. I pried the details out of him a couple of weeks after he first told me about the encounter. It is pleasurable to think about, but also, I am ashamed of myself for imagining what I could do with it after what HE did with it. However, my guilt was partly assuaged when I started thinking about what I would do to this asshole's asshole if given a chance. I do not usually like to do the fucking, but I would make an exception in his case. ------------- So, here it is, Saturday afternoon, less than 24 hours away from leaving for Nashville and my new college life. I am ready to go, and most of my things are already in my car. I have been driving around in my Mom's old Buick, saying goodbye to friends and relatives because I do not plan on returning to town until the long Christmas break. On my way to my last planned stop, I passed by Demetri's Dad's service station and noticed that Demetri appeared to be the only one there, and it was nearly closing time. A plan started to form in my mind. Also, I need to replace the gas I used today, so I decided to stop there on my way home. So, I made my last stop and ran by the drug store for a particular purchase on the way to the service station. It was 5 minutes to closing when I pulled up to the self-serve pump and got my gas. I did not see Demetri anywhere around, so I went inside to pay. The bell on the door dinged, and I walked up to the counter; still seeing no one, I knocked on the counter and yelled out, "Hello, Is anyone here?" I heard a noise coming from the back and saw Demetri coming out, pulling on his coveralls, saying, "Yeah, what can I do for you." I said, "Hi, Demetri, I got some gas and need to pay for it." He looked at the pump monitors and said, "That'll be $10 even." So I gave him a ten-dollar bill. When he finished with the cash register, I asked, "Didn't you go to State to play football?" "Yeah, but that didn't work out so good." After a brief pause, I asked the first of a few leading questions I thought of on the way here, "Your nickname in high school was Meat, wasn't it?" "Yeah." came the response, then he added, "It is short for Demetri." "That is what I always thought... but then I heard a rumor that the name stuck because you have a huge slab of Stud Bull meat hanging between your legs?" He blushed, looked off like he was checking something, but said nothing. I said, "Oh, come on. If I were as big as people say you are, I would be proud of it... Are you as big as they say?" A flash of annoyance flashed across Demetri's face as if he didn't like people talking about him behind his back. But, his face cleared, probably when he remembered how such rumors have always bolstered his reputation and had young women (and older women, and on occasion a guy) offering sex to him. It got him laid far more often than any other young men he knew, even those who were more handsome. He said, "How big do they say I am?" "Most never put a number on it," I said, "but just compared it to a Bull, a Horse, or an Elephant. A couple of guys I know said they saw you in the showers and think you might be 8 or 9" when fully hard. A girl I know bragged that she had 'slept' with you and said you had a lot more than 9" but refused to give me more details when I asked. So, I figure that around 9" is probably close to reality." Demetri shook his head "No" and held his thumb up. I said, "No? So, 9.5 inches?" He held his thumb up higher. "Higher? Then, 10 inches?" He still had his thumb up when he started speaking, "The last time I measured it, it was 10.5" and it wasn't even fully hard." I purposely put an incredulous look on my face, and said, "Wow!" lengthening the word's pronunciation for emphasis. And, as if it just slipped out, "That is a good 2 inches more than me." "Hey, wait a minute." Demetri said, "Why are you so interested in my dick? Are the rumors I heard about YOU right?" "What rumors have you heard?" "That you are gay and enjoy giving Blow-jobs. Is that true?" "Before I answer that, I want you to tell me what you were doing in the backroom when I came in." He seemed to be weighing the pros and cons of being honest with me, then Demetri said, "What the heck. I was beating off because my date just called to cancel for tonight." "Well, the rumors you have heard about me are true... so, would you be UP for me helping you out of your predicament?" Then suddenly, we both became aware of a rather handsome 30-something man standing just inside the door, closing it with a ring-a-ding from the bell. The man said, with no hint that he actually heard any of our conversation, "I just came in for a pack of Marlboro Lites." Demetri got his cigarettes, he paid, and said "Thanks" as he left. I said, "He HAD to hear some of what we said. But perhaps he didn't hear enough to understand anything?" Demetri shrugged his shoulders, so I continued, "Well, did you blow your load before I arrived, or do you still have a full load of cum building up?" "No, I didn't cum earlier, and I was hoping you would offer one of your famous blow-jobs." I said, "Have you ever had a good Blow-job?" "A few of the girls I dated tried, but only one could get more than the crown in her mouth, and she only got it in a little farther. She seemed to enjoy it more than I did, but she got me hard enough to fuck her." "Well," I bragged, "I may not be able to deep-throat a Monster like yours, but I can guarantee you that you will enjoy it so much that you will not be able to keep yourself from cumming. In fact, when you cum, it may be the hardest and most satisfying Cum of your life." The skeptical look on his face seemed to say, "yeah, right." Ignoring that and rubbing my hands together as if to get them warm and ready, I said, "Are you ready?" "Yeah," he said, "just let me turn off the lights and lock the door, then we can go to the office." As we entered the office, it was about what I expected, small and crowded with stock in every spare corner and open space, but the desk was surprisingly neat and uncluttered. Demetri asked, "Now, you won't tell anyone about this, will you?" "No, this is between you and me. Besides, I'm leaving tomorrow and will not be back until Christmas break." "Okay, how do we do this?" "Were you going to change out of your coveralls?" "Yes." "Then just go ahead and get out of them." He untied and took off his shoes and got out of his coveralls, which left him in a T-shirt, briefs, and socks. I said, " I'll just go ahead and get comfortable too," and I took off my polo shirt, shoes, and pants. Then I squatted down in front of him and started tugging down on his brief, saying, "let's see what kind of trouble I have gotten myself into." Now, the front of his briefs was full, absolutely full, fuller than I had ever seen any underwear before. I saw that nothing would get stuck if I just pulled his briefs down, so I did. And suddenly, a giant python sprang out and slapped me in the face, and I heard a brief giggle from Demetri. Hanging before me was a dick much larger than I had ever seen, even in my limited experience with porn. My jaw must have dropped because when I looked up, Demetri had a hand covering his mouth, stifling a laugh. Shutting my mouth, I scooted backward just a bit and took hold of the monster dick, only to experience the size, weight, and sight of it. It was not flaccid, but it was not hard yet either, as if he had just stepped out of a hot shower AND had sexy thoughts running around in the back of his mind, but not enough to make his dick hard. It was merely full and distended... a glorious sight to behold. But my touch was causing it to inflate further. I was at the moment of truth. I moved my lips closer to the end of his dick, and I kissed it. I could not help myself. Realizing that my love of his dick was not what I wanted to show to Demetri just now, I pushed back on his foreskin a little and quickly started licking the underside and all around the crown. Demetri seemed to be enjoying my ministrations, but I had to press on and see just how much of this horse-dick I could get into my mouth. I always thought I had a big mouth in more ways than just a penchant for talking: wide jaw and when I open my mouth, there is more than 2.5" between my teeth (I am above average on both counts). But when I took that massive dick into my mouth, I got no more than 2" past the crown when my mouth was full. I guess the fear of what it might do to my throat prevented me from opening up enough to get more of it in. To cover for what I hoped was a temporary inability, I started lavishing the end of his dick with the best spit-polishing I had ever given. Still on my knees and uncomfortable, I tried again to take him into my throat. I got more in, to where his crown was in my throat, but just then, my gag reflex kicked in with a vengeance. As I was recovering, Demetri said, "Well, I guess you are not as good a cock sucker as the rumors say." "Hell!" I responded, "If you had a NORMAL size dick, you would be screaming in ecstasy about now. So give me a break." Continuing, I said, "We need to change things up a bit. Can we move everything off this desk?" He said, "Sure," and stepping out of his brief around his ankles; he started moving things to the credenza and the floor. I took off my briefs as well. I told him to lay on the desk on his back and let his lower legs hang off the end. That way, I could experiment with different approaches to swallowing his monster. I was determined to succeed, and I did my best to make the experimentation as pleasurable for him as I could. Eventually found a comfortable position and started my downward trek on his dick. I got to the point when his pubic hair was beginning to tickle the end of my nose when I had to back off. Wow, what a Stretch!!! I sang Tenor in the high school choir, but I always wanted a deeper and richer voice. Perhaps after this stretching, I could be singing Bass... that is, if it does not damage my vocal cords beyond repair. I would hate to go through my entire adult life sounding like Harvey Fierstein. I kept up the stimulation with both hands while I took a few seconds to recover. Then I tried again. It was a bit easier this time, and very quickly, my nose and chin were in his pubic bush. This time I took my time pulling myself off his dick. And when only the crown was in my mouth, Demetri said, "WOW!! That was the most amazing thing I have ever seen, and felt." I smiled up at him as much as I could with his dick still in my mouth. And I dove down on his dick again, a bit faster this time. He was "Um"-ing and "Ah"-ing steadily and already seemed to be building quickly to a climax as I pulled off of his dick, so I stopped to change positions. As I did, I reached into my pants pocket on the floor and retrieved a palm-sized tube of KY jelly, and put it between my legs to warm it. I lifted his knees and put his heels on the edge of the desk, pushed open his knees, and went back to work. But not deep throating him this time, just giving him head and massaging his long shaft and balls. I licked down to his balls and sucked on each of them. And, I continued to minister to his dick with my hands. He must have liked me sucking on his balls because his "Um"-ing started back up. I licked the area below his balls, leaving it extra wet and back up to suck each ball into my mouth back and forth, and with one hand started massaging his perineum, purposely dragging a finger across his anus now and again. While still masturbating his dick, I started licking his balls. And while pushing up on his knees, I licked my way further down. I paused and asked Demetri, "Have you ever been Rimmed?" "I've never even heard of that," he said. "Well then, hold onto your knees and get ready. You are going to love this." I started licking just under the crown of his dick... down to his balls... and on down to his anus. I licked across it, applying some pressure with my tongue, and Demetri gasped. So, I did that a few more times quickly before starting to tongue-fuck him. He gasped, "OH, GOD!" several more times over the next few minutes. Quite frankly, I was surprised by the exuberance of his reaction. As I continued, I gently rubbed the end of his dick with one hand and with the other opened the tube of KY, got some out onto my fingers, moved the tube to the side, and started working my way back up to his dick with my tongue. I brought his legs back down and put his heels back on the edge of the desk, and as I took his dick back into my mouth, I started massaging his anus with my KY slick fingers, teasing and rubbing it but not sticking my fingers in past his sphincters... yet. I quickly licked around his dick and promptly stuck the end of it back in my mouth and started bobbing my head slowly. With each bob, I took a little more of it into my mouth and throat. Eventually, I hit bottom and continued to bob with it all inside. I used that distraction to work my finger inside his hole. As I bobbed my way up his dick, I gently worked in one more finger and started slowly fingering that little pleasure knob inside. His eyes went wide with the new level of pleasure as I did this and rubbed my tongue back and forth across the end of his dick. He must have realized what I was doing to cause that pleasure and clamped down hard on my fingers and yelled out, "OOOOOH!!" But this was not in pain. Oddly enough, he was yelling in surprise and pleasure. I lifted his knees and hung them on my shoulders as I started back down on his dick. Demetri closed his eyes and surrendering to the pleasure I was giving him. I slowly inserted a third finger and then gave a little flick to his pleasure knob with every three-fingered thrust. I was surprised to get this far with Demetri, but I was not about to stop here and just bring him off. I wanted him to KNOW what it felt like to be fucked by a big dick, if not a monster dick like his own. As my chin and nose were buried in his pubic hair again, I reached for my KY tube and slathered a fair amount on my own dick that had been at full mast this whole time. Before starting back up off his dick, I bobbed his dick in my throat, which gave him a lot of pleasure, and lifted him to slide his butt closer to the edge of the desk. At this point, he did not care what I was doing as long as I continued to give him pleasure. I worked his dick back out of my throat, and catching a breath again; I focused all my attention and skills on sucking the end of his dick. AND on slipping my fingers out of his butt and slipping my dick in, in a smooth motion. And it worked until I got my dick all the way inside him and his dick slipped out of my mouth. His face looked shocked as his sphincters clamped down on the base of my dick, but I hurriedly put his dick back in my mouth and went to town on it, giving his dick the best of my best treatment while keeping at least half of my dick in him, thrusting in short jabs. I must have been hitting his sweet spot inside because he started saying, "Oh God!" over and over while thrashing his head back and forth. I was fucking him and was still sucking him at the same time. I had both my hands massaging the lower 2/3rds of his dick and my mouth doing its best on the upper third. And I was timing it so that when I thrust in, I was pulling my mouth up his dick, back and forth in a see-saw kind of motion. And it was driving Demetri wild. I had just thrust in when Demetri's sphincters closed down on my dick hard, let go, and clamped down again. About that time, his cum flooded my mouth, so much so that I was afraid it would squirt out the corners all over the place. So, I hurried to swallow, and then I swallowed his dick so that his last few squirts were directly into my stomach. I pulled off his dick and started thrusting deeply into his ass toward my own orgasm. Pulling almost all the way out, I then plunging all the way back in hard. I only had to do this a few more times, and I was blasting my sperm deep inside his hole. He would probably be shitting my sperm out for days. As I slowly started to extract my dick from his hole, I grabbed his still erect but softening dick and started sucking on the end again. This action got a few nerve-tingling shivers out of him and distracted him from when my dick finally popped out of his ass. I backed up and let Demetri's feet down to the floor, and his upper body came up to a sitting position at the same time. He looked me in the eye with a sly smile on his face and said, "Damn! You don't lie!... That was THE BEST Cum I have ever had. And, who knew that getting fucked in the ass could feel so good!... When can we do this again?" That Shocked me into silence! I had done this to punish Demetri for what he did to Kevin, not reward him with a newfound pleasure. Demetri continued, "Oh, right. You are leaving town tomorrow for college. DAMN! I wanted to do this again. And Hell, I wonder what it would feel like to get fucked while I fuck a girl. Damn!" Finding my voice, "Well, you might have a big-dicked Cousin who would be willing to fuck you if a girl was there to encourage him?" The expression on Demetri's face seemed to say, "that might work." But he then got up and walked to a door labeled "Executive Washroom," went in, and came back out with two clean white hand towels. Apparently, one of his parents had a good sense of humor. We started cleaning ourselves up, and I rushed to put my clothes back on. So that by the time I was ready to leave and hand the hand towel back to Demetri, he had not begun to put his clothes on yet. He took the towel and grabbed my hand as if he were going to give me a warm handshake but pulled me in and gave me a warm hug instead. As he let me go, he said, "Thanks. That was amazing." I responded, "I'm glad you enjoyed it," then cringed a bit inside because I had not wanted him to enjoy it. As I turned to leave, Demetri said, "Maybe I'll see you at Christmas?" "Maybe." was my response as I continued walking out. The next day on my long drive to Nashville, I had plenty of time to ponder what had happened. I had royally screwed up my chance for revenge on Kevin's behalf. But in a manner of speaking, I had turned a straight, jock, pig into a cum-craving bottom bitch boy. So, I decided that was revenge enough. - The End - --------------------------------------------------------------------- If you enjoyed this story, check out: Cousin Joe Loves Dick https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/rural/cousin-joe-loves-dick Porked By "Meat" (a tie-in to the Cousin Joe story) https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/porked-by-meat Allan's New College Freedom (after the Cousin Joe story) https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/college/allans-new-college-freedom/ Also in the works is - Kevin's Letter- Dear Allan (set 20+ years after this story) --------------------------------------------------------------------- Positive comments and suggestions are always welcome. AllanNKnox ---------------------------------------------------------------------