Date: Sun, 15 Sep 2013 15:37:07 -0500
From: Fred Stanford
Subject: My Nerd Kevin Part 1

This story is fictional, although quite real in my head. no one in this
story was harmed or forced into any sort of unwanted sex act.  if some
guy-loving makes you uncomfortable or offended please do not read this.
this is my first submission here so it should be pretty good!

My Nerd Kevin

This is my story.  I'm JD, a typical jock, kind of a rock star in my school
in part cause i play just about every sport. I'm good looking if i say so
myself, and the folks are well off in the money department.  I don't really
have a steady girl, although there are about maybe 4 or 5 blonde hotties
who have at some point in my four years of high school, orally serviced my
fairly good sized pole.  I'm careful where i put the big one, thanks to one
or more of my parents warning me throughout the years that intercourse with
an underage girl could land me in jail.  So, technically I'm a virgin.  But
i get the tip licked on occasion, so to speak!

Nearly year-round sports and a fairly active life keep me in check and
largely out of trouble.  In fact, my reaction to news that varsity sports
participants would now mandatorily "adopt" a victim of bullying was that i
was simply just too busy, good idea that the adoption thing was of course.
My protestationa were promptly ignored and it appeared that my new
assignee, a young freshman named Kevin, was now going to be a part of my
life, like it or not.

Well I sure didn't have to track down my new charge, there he was, goofy as
all get up standing right behind my locker as i was ready to leave for the
day.  Well this kid was about as skinny as a bean pole, typical nerd
glasses, on crooked of course.  But, as goofy and unkempt as this kid
appeared, almost at once i saw his potential.  It wasn't my job to dress
this little guy in clothes from this decade or anything, but if I was going
to help him not get beaten up on a regular basis, I'd better do what I
could so he would not be a target.  And believe me, if I ever find the
thugs that beat on this skinny helpless kid, they're in for an ass beating,
just saying.

In the initial first few minutes of talking to young Kevin, I realized he
was very smart, extremely shy and, more troubling that I had imagined, he
apparently gets a beat down pretty semi-regularly in the gym, more
specifically the shower area by obviously somebody in his PE class. My
first thought was, well maybe he's just got a tiny dick, poor guy.  But,
who the hell would beat a kid for that?  There would be time to further
discuss this, but first, being a Friday, I had to blow out of school and
get a quick start to what was going to be a busy weekend, which included
mandatory country house maintenance.  We have property in the country for
what reason exactly I don't really know, but as part of my son duties, i
help on occasion get it ready for somebody to use, and I was gonna block
off Saturday to do it.

Yes the light went on, and i realized that maybe if i asked nicely, my
newfound nerd Kevin could help me.  The property does include a great
entertainment flat screen and sound system, along with a pool.  If only
that pool could talk, it would probably have something to say about a time
i got a nice hand job from my cheerleader friend Brittany, right on the
edge of the deep end.  And on occasion, me and my best buds, Clark, AJ and
Billy skinny dip there.  We're all lifelong friends, and most definitely
not shy around each other.

Surprisingly, Kevin's social calendar was clear for a beautiful warm
Saturday.  So the little dude arrives all eager and nervous at the same
time.  It was nice to have some company for errands and a trip out highway
45 to the country home, and I figured I'd learn something about my new
friend, as it was turning out.  I actually began liking this kid.  He knew
just enough about sports to hang with me, and book smart he was, which was
refreshing.

We get to the country, and surprisingly, the house was in fairly good
order, considering no one had used it in a while.  The land is regularly
maintained by farm hands, but no one but me, it seems, bothers to keep the
house up, but I kind of enjoy it for something different to do.  First, get
the pool up and running, as spring was turning a bit warm, warm enough for
a swim later.  Then to prep my Dad's pride and joy, the grill.  Steaks and
beer were on the menu for the day, especially if I was gonna dedicate a
whole Saturday to fixing up the place.

Kevin was awesome for helping me with cleaning and light chores that needed
to be done.  I think he was relieved someone cared for him, someone he goes
to school with.  Seeing this kid happy made me feel good.  I know I
shouldn't believe this, and I was raised not to make things about myself,
but I believed at that moment, I was making a small difference in this
kid's life, hopefully, in the few hours I had gotten to know him.  I could
also tell Kevin was loosening up around me, which was nice.

An early start benefitted us both, cause it was about 3ish, about 80
degrees in the sun, and we were just about to a point where a couple of
steaks and a beer were sounding good.  Steaks thawing, I popped a couple
cold ones and Kevin looked at his kind of weird.  Uh-oh, the kid's never
had a beer I thought, so obviously I wasn't going to be the one that
commits him to a life long drinking habit, but he laughed it off and
grabbed his beer anyway, and I felt better about it.

The pool was ready and I grabbed a couple pair of swim trunks.  Of course,
being a big jock and the only male sibling, the country house had nothing
that would come close to fitting Kevin.  The only reason I didn't insist on
skinny dipping right then is cause I didn't really know Kevin that well,
thought the idea may make him feel uncomfortable, plus if he did really
have a tiny one, it would be embarrassing for him.

To lighten up some minor tension at the thought of him getting undressed in
front of me, I pitched him the way oversized trunks and kinda play wrestled
for a second, messing with his hair like he was one of my buds.  This
seemed to comfort him enough to get out of his painter pants and into
something to swim in.  I stepped out of my pants and was just about to turn
around to hide my junk when out of the corner of my eye pops out the
biggest, longest penis I have ever seen.  No lie, I mean, I've seen a lot,
believe me, my buds and I are no shrinking violets in the meat department
and, hey, who hasn't grown up with internet porn, right?

I almost couldn't breath for about one second.  I tried not to look, but i
swear that thing was swinging back and forth like a tree tire swing.  I
finally (it felt like an eternity) looked at his face and he had kind of a
terrified look on his face, as if he was being redirected to some bad
feelings he's had, like the times in the shower, naked with that big piece
just swinging there.  He couldn't hide it then and for a few seconds, he
sure couldn't hide it now.  That's when it hit me, this kid is being beaten
by probably more than one kid NOT cause he's got a tiny microscopic dick,
but because the meat between this little dude's legs is frickin' HUGE!

Well, amazingly enough, I manage to pull it together, one second before
throwing out the trunks and taking this kid's twig arm and hop-steppin' it
to the pool, his big floppy dick swinging in every damn direction.  Just
about the time we jump into the pool, he and I are already laughing and
splashing each other.  What came over me right there is a kind of brotherly
love for my new friend Kevin.  Especially when I see the look in his eye
and that goofy grin on his face.  He's found a true friend, and so have I.

I don't know how long we were swimming and horsing around but I swear once
in a while that big thing of his would float my way and would somehow come
in contact with me in some way.  I think he knew that.  What I also knew is
that this kid's dick was putting my piece to shame in so many ways.  I
never really thought of myself as ever getting turned on in any way to a
guy's penis.  My bud's and I on occasion have pissing contests, size
contests and once or twice maybe we've played around with each other's
dicks, but certainly not without a couple beers in us.  You know, we're
young boys, we do these things on occasion.

Surprisingly my rapidly expanding at the moment 3-quarters erection was not
actually a bad thing.  My dick actually looked bigger so I was not to be
completely shamed by Kevin's monster.  I honestly don't know how God put
that big a dick on such a skinny scrawny kid! Maybe his call in life was
gonna be a porn star-who knows?  I didn't know what came over me, and I
certainly did not entertain the thought of acting on it, but I somehow
wanted that kid and his oversized shlong near me, but not necessarily even
in a sexual way, really.  I sure hoped I wasn't falling in love with a guy
and his big dick.  One thing for sure, regardless of his manhood, I liked
this kid Kevin.  I liked his innocence, his sudden freedom from anger and
fear.  When he came up from behind me, in pool play mode, i felt his arms
clamp loosely around my shoulders and his limp yet huge snake gently rub
against my back.  I had no idea at the moment that later, he would kiss me
softly on the lips, and my life would even in some non earth shattering
way, never be the same.