Big U Pride Ch. 01: The Beginning

Not that he was gay. I mean, I definitely walked in to the room too soon a couple times, and caught him watching some porn on Brazzers. He was super embarrassed, but I figured college isn't the time to get embarrassed about that shit. In fact, I was a porn fiend as well and I took down the tension by comparing which pornstars we loved and our favorite Brazzers scenes.

He was really into Elsa Jean, a tiny blonde that looked so innocent but could take big cock like a champ.

I was partial to Adriana Chechik, a brunette goddess who was an anal queen and clearly had no limits. She was the epitome of a pornstar.

After that night, Kris had no qualms about continuing to watch porn while I was still in the room. I mean, it was kind of weird at first because it kinda seemed gay to me that we would both have erections in the room at the same time. But a couple days into it I barely noticed, and in fact watched with him sometimes. Just normal guy stuff, you know?

Plus, I had something more pressing on my mind: that invitation from Lana. The days felt so long getting to Friday, despite all the excitement of starting college. But I couldn't get my mind off of her. And before I knew it, Friday arrived.

So that Friday night I got dressed in my best pair of jeans and button down and said goodbye to Kris, who was spending that night on hour 5 of his Call of Duty binge.

"Have fun with your, uh...video game night." I said, feeling kind of sorry for him.

"Thanks man! Enjoy your night too." He barely looked up from his laptop.

Who knows, maybe Lana's got a sorority friend I can get him up with? Or who knows, maybe he's just a loner lost cause. Doesn't matter to me now, I had a hot girl who was expecting me.

I walked over to the Kappa Lambda sorority house on the main street of the school. Frats and sororities lined the street and many of them were having parties tonight, the beat of different songs pumping through the night air. People looked loose and drunk and new freshman girls seemed to be enjoying the attention of the frat guys letting them into their frat houses.

As tempting as it seemed to try and get with one of those drunk girls, I had other plans tonight.

I walked up to the Kappa entrance, and knocked on the door. Unlike the other houses, they didn't have any loud music that could be heard emanating from the house.

After about a minute, a girl opened the door.

"Can I help you? This is an exclusive pledge event. If you're looking for the parties, just look around."

"Oh no, I, uh...I was told to come by Lana."

"Oh?" She said, then she emerged from the door and gave me the "up-down" look, sizing me up.

A smile grew from the corner of her mouth.

"Now I see it. Yeah, definitely Lana's...type. Come on in, I'll let her know that you're here. Just wait in the foyer."

Lana's type? Damn, maybe I was gonna get some tonight.

I followed the girl in, and took the time to admire her perfect ass in the tight yoga pants she was wearing. Damn, if all Kappas were this hot, then maybe I scored the queen of them all.

She walked away from me as I hung out in the foyer. I saw her open the door down the hall and scamper down the basement. As soon as she had opened the door, I could hear the loud rap music emanating from there. Wow, this house must have great soundproofing.

A few minutes later of standing there I saw that door open again. But instead of Lana, another beautiful girl came out. She was taller than me, probably 5 foot 8 and a redhead. She was gorgeous, though to me I preferred Lana's brunette looks.

But she wasn't alone. She grasped in her hand a dark palm. She was dragging along a big husky black guy, maybe 6 foot 5 and absolutely jacked. I couldn't help but notice his hand was on her ass as she walked through the hall and towards the staircase heading up to what I imagined were the bedrooms.

Man, what a slut.

But no less than 30 seconds later came Lana up the basement stairs. Gosh she looked even hotter now than she did in her cheerleading uniform earlier in the week when we met. She was wearing tight white pants and a lacy blouse. How could one girl look so sexy and so elegant at the same time?

"Oh little Bri!" she exclaimed.

Bri? Hopefully that nickname wouldn't stick.

"Oh hey Lana, am I early?"

"Not at all! Come on! The pledge party is just getting heated up downstairs!"

"I think I saw one of the Kappa girls coming up from it, it sounded like a riot." I said.

"You must have seen Lacey! You wouldn't guess who she's with!"

I thought of the big black guy she dragged along as she pranced up the stairs all excited.

"Looked like a big guy." I said, following Lana down the hallway.

"Not just any guy, Bri! The new linebacker of the football team! DeShawn James!"

"Wow, that's like a celebrity sighting then!" I said. These guys were all-stars on campus, everyone wanted a piece of the football action. Wherever they showed up, the party would follow, at least from what I had heard.

"Lacey is so lucky!"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I mean, this new recruit, a star recruit at that, shows up on campus. He gets invited to the party and Lacey, being the first girl he meets, somehow gets him in the sack."

"Gets him in the sack?" I asked. I kind of knew what she was hinting, but I liked how fun and flirty she was.

"I mean, she gets to sleep with him! What a smooth operator she is! So jealous!"

I thought about how I didn't want to lose my chance with this hot cheerleader if some big football player like DeShawn came along. As much as I idolized the Big U football team and loved the sports culture, I didn't want to play along with this.

And that's when I said the dumbest thing in my life, perhaps the thing that changed my life forever.

"Honestly it sounds kind of slutty to me."

She stopped in her tracks, letting go of my hand. She had just been about to open the door to the basement when she stopped in the hallway and looked back at me.

"Excuse me?" she said.

Oh shit, did I just piss her off by insulting her friend?

"Nothing, nothing at all." I tried to shift the subject away. "New linebacker, huh? Team should be real good this year."

"No, you know what you said. Say it again." Her arms were crossed.

"I didn't mean anything by it. I just said that it seemed kind of slutty to me."

"And WHAT exactly do you mean by that?"

Seriously Brian? Your first night with a hot girl and you fuck it up so quickly? You didn't even get to go to the pledge party downstairs.

"Nothing in particular. It's just...you know...that a girl sleeping with a guy just after meeting him...I dunno, would seem to some to be...slutty."

"GO ON." she said. She sounded angrier.

"Well, it's not a big deal, but like...A guy like that probably doesn't respect a girl who he could get in the sack within a few minutes of meeting her."

"Oh, so it's about respect, huh?"

"Sure, yes...respect. But also, wouldn't you also be worried about your reputation if it got around that a guy like that could get you so quickly just use you for his pleasure and be done with you?"

"Just use me for HIS pleasure?"

"Look, I didn't mean anything by it. I'm sorry, I really am. I bet your friend Lacey is a really respectable girl and doesn't have a bad reputation or anything. I was dumb, I'm sorry."

She stared right at me. I don't think I've ever been this intimidated in my life.

"I clearly have a lot to learn about women, I guess." I said, scrambling.

"Oh, you do." she said.

Then she walked away from the basement door and towards the staircase leading up the stairs, the same way Lacey and DeShawn went just a few minutes earlier.

I took the hint. "So I guess that's goodnight then, huh? I'll just head back out."

"I didn't say that." Lana said.

"Oh, so...?"

"You said you had a lot to learn about women." she said. "So why don't I show you."

Wait a second. Did this night turn 180 degrees then 180 degree again? Was she inviting me back to her room so we could sleep together? Maybe she was into hate-fucking or something. Hey, I'll take it any way I can.

"Yes, yes please show me, yes." I said, almost tripping over myself to get to her.

She led me up the stairs. We climbed up to the third floor and down that hall. Each room had the name of the girl who lived in it. I passed "Madison", Kissa" and "Charity."

Then we got to the door with the name "Lana" on it.

"So I guess we -" I stopped at the door and gestured to it, but Lana kept walking.

"-Come on, we're not there yet." she interrupted. She continued on.

We passed two more doors until we got to the one with the name "Lacey" on it. We could hear moans from inside.

"Well this is weird. Kind of voyeuristic, no?" I said, embarrassed about the moaning we heard inside.

"Let this be your first lesson about women, Bri." she said.

She twisted the handle quietly and then slowly opened it ajar. We could see light come from inside. She peeked inside then continued opening the door until it was completely open.

The sight was incredible.

Lacey was wearing skimpy black lingerie that showed off her athletic ass and C cup tits. She looked amazing, like a lingerie model. She was on all fours on the bed and the sight of her got me so hard.

But that wasn't the only thing that caught my eye.

Because immediately after I took stock of her, I looked at what she was grasping in her hand.

It was the biggest cock I've ever seen in my life. Well, I guess this was the first cock I'd actually seen in real life, not counting the accidental glances in the locker room and urinals. And I had definitely seen my fair share of porn, in fact probably too much. And this thing looked like it belonged in porn.

From this angle and distance I guessed it was 9 inches and not yet fully hard. You could see the shiny glean of spit and saliva on it as it stood proudly.

DeShawn was lying on his back, his legs dangling off the bed edge that we were facing, so that he could not see that the door was open. Lacey was on her hands and knees, perpendicular to his body so I could see her whole silhouette as she grasped his monstrous dick.

She was looking down at it with a mixture of lust and pride on her face, her mouth open and saliva hanging from her lips.

My dick was instantly hard.

Lana pushed me to my knees so that neither Lacey nor DeShawn would easily see us. She whispered into my ear.

"Isn't that one of the sexiest things you've ever seen in your life?" she said.

"Yeah, she's so hot." I said, my eyes transfixed on the scene.

"And that cock...it's so huge." she whispered.

I had to admit, DeShawn's dick was definitely impressive. Like I said, it could easily star in porn. It was photogenic. I mean, when I first saw the scene in front of me, my eyes were easily drawn to it. I might have been watching real live porno shot in front of my eyes.

"Um, yeah, I guess."

"You guess???" she said, acting surprised at my answer. "How could you not be impressed by it. I mean, it's gorgeous!"

I definitely was impressed. I guess I was more envious. My own member barely stood at 4 inches when hard (and that was a generous measurement at best). How could I compete with something like DeShawn's? I hope Lana didn't think most men were hung like this.

"Impressive, sure. Though I wouldn't call another man's dick 'gorgeous'."

"Oh? And why not?" she asked.

"Well, for one, that'd be pretty gay. And for two, I don't know if I'd use such floral language to describe a dick. It's excessive."

"Gay? Excessive? Wow, someone must have done a number on you because I don't understand how you think, Bri."

"What?"

"First off, there's nothing gay about commenting a guy's dick." she said. "It's completely natural just to make a obvious description about a part of the human body."

"I don't know about that, it's pretty gay to stare at a guy's dick."

"Well isn't that exactly what you're doing now?" she asked.

She's wasn't wrong. The whole time she had been talking I watched as Lacey stroked DeShawn's massive member. My eyes barely left that target, and I had no excuse. After all, there was a sexy redhead Lacey in skimpy black lingerie acting like a slut. And yet, my complete attention was focused on the living flesh tower that she wrapped her fingers around.

"I wouldn't say I'm staring. Plus, I'm just watching Lacey jack him off."

"Sure you are." Lana giggled. "It's ok, I won't think any less of you as a man if you said you were impressed by his cock. I mean, it'd show me you're confident in your own manhood and that you're an open free thinker."

Well, if she was giving me that opening.

"In that case, yeah sure I'm impressed. Who wouldn't be?"

"Exactly, Bri! Who wouldn't be?" Lana continued. "It's simply a matter of facts. Is it big? Yes. Is it thick? Yes. Is it long? Yes. So all that combined, it's a simple fact: DeShawn has an impressive cock"

Her fingers curled around my chin and turned my head towards her.

"So it's a fact, right?" she asked, staring right into my eyes.

"Yeah, it's a fact." I responded.

"What's a fact?" she asked.

"What you said, it's a fact."

"No," she said. "I need you to say exactly what that is."

I hesitated, but her eyes were looking right at me, just breaking me down second by second.

"He has...He has an impressive penis."

"That's not what I said." she reminded me.

"Yeah, ok...he has an impressive...cock."

"Yes, yes he does." Lana smiled, and let go of my chin.

We went back to watching the scene in front of us. Lacey was now licking around the head of his cock, so teasingly. I could see a little bit of precum had emerged from the tip and she quickly lapped it up with her tongue.

"So hot." I said.

"Still talking about DeShawn's dick?" Lana joked.

"Gosh no, I meant what Lacey's doing." I responded.

"Well, why not both? After all, you just admitted his dick was impressive. Why can't it be hot or gorgeous?"

"Do we still have to do this?"

Lana grabbed my chin again, "Yes, Bri. Yes we do. After what you said, I think you have a lot of learning to do."

Wow, she was adamant about this. All I did was call her friend a 'slut'. Was that such a big deal. I mean, wasn't she acting like one right now right in front of our faces?

"Ok, fine. I guess you could be right."

"You'll have to do better than that." she replied.

"Fine, I guess you might be right that SOME people would use words like 'hot' or 'gorgeous' to describe DeShawn's dick."

"Well, duh. I mean look at it, it's so thick and hard and big. It's a thing of wonder. You can tell Lacey is admiring it."

She was right, Lacey was stroking that hard member and licking it up and down, her eyes betraying a sense of wonderment at the thing in her hands. She did seem taken away by the task of pleasuring DeShawn, in playing the role of wanton slut.

"She sure is..." I trailed off.

"So how would you describe it?" she asked.

My eyes were back to being transfixed by Lacey's tongue-lashing of the big cock.

"I'd agree with 'hot' and 'gorgeous', I guess." I said.

"We already used those. Give me new words. After all, it's completely natural to describe it. We already established that it was big and thick and long, and you agreed that there's nothing wrong or gay about acknowledging those facts."

She went on.

"So facts put together make a conclusion, don't they? I know you're just starting college, but you must have learned something in high school?" she joked.

"So if you can state facts about that dick, like about it's size, then shouldn't you be able to put those facts together to come up with a description that summarizes those facts? It's just like English class, Bri. Nothing wrong or gay or weird about it. Trust me."

And trust her I did. She had led me this far, leading me to this incredibly sexy scene in front of me and I went along with it. Why wouldn't I? She was incredibly hot and was practically showing me live porno. To me that sounds like the perfect girlfriend, and I knew I couldn't disappoint her and lose the chance to make her my girlfriend.

Plus, she was making complete sense. I wasn't great at school, but for some reason her logic just seemed right and easily comprehensible. I couldn't argue with anything that she said. And even if I wanted to, I'd be silenced by the raw sexuality that was on display in front of us. She wasn't kidding, this dick was something and Lacey was giving it a tongue-bath that would make any other man cum in seconds. I know if I was on the receiving end (I've never actually had the chance to get a BJ, mind you), my little 4-incher (4 inches if you measure from balls to tip, if I'm being completely honest) would be bursting it's tiny load the instant her tongue made contact.

So in that sexual haze, all I could do was sink into Lana's reasoning. I had to just speak truth to power and give her my unvarnished thoughts.

"If we're just talking based on facts, here." I started.

"Yes, Bri, yes we are. Just facts, just obvious truth." she replied, goading me on.

"Well, then...I'd on a factual level describe his cock as..." I stopped, embarrassed. The last thing I wanted was to sound gay. But Lana did assure me that she wouldn't consider this gay, just two people talking basic anatomy.

"Go on, Brit."

Did she just call me Brit? Never mind, I could barely think at that point so I must have missheard.

"I'd describe it as...juicy."

The instant the word left my mouth, I started to regret it. But in that instant, Lana grabbed my chin and turned me towards her and kissed me right on the lips.

Wow that felt good! Already this was a better kiss than my prude high school girlfriend ever gave me, full of passion and energy!

We kissed that way for maybe 5 seconds before Lana let go.

"What was that for?" I asked like a schoolboy, though I didn't know if I wanted to know the answer lest I ruin the moment.

"I'm just so proud of you." she responded, smiling.

"Proud?" I was confused.

"Yes, proud. You've already made progress and I'm so impressed with your answer."

"You mean, by saying 'juicy'?"

"Yes, silly! It's just the perfect word for it. Look at it again." she said.

And I did. But this time when I looked at DeShawn's cock I somehow saw it differently. Not only because Lacey had just wrapped her mouth on it and sucked it to the tip before popping it out of her mouth.

It just looked different to me. 'Juicy'. The word kept rolling around my head.

'Juicy'. How did I come up with that?

Was it because it was black and now shiny with spit, sort of like a chocolate popsicle dripping in the summer heat? A popsicle that Lacey couldn't resist to not shove into her mouth?

'Juicy'

Was it because Lacey's spit make it look like she was sucking on a jolly rancher?

'Juicy'

Was it because the thick cockhead reminded me of a chocolate-covered strawberry? A real gourmet dessert.

'Juicy'

Was it because that pearl of precum that Lacey sucked up reminded me of a creamy treat that you had to earn, like how you had to lick a Tootsie Pop to get to the candy center?

Honestly, I don't know all the reasons but this much was true: I couldn't stop thinking about desserts when I watched Lacey sucking DeShawn's fat dick now.

And that got my mouth watering.

Huh, weird.

"Oh honey, are you enjoying watching Lacey suck that 'juicy' dick?" Lana said.

"Yeah, I am."

"You're what?"

This time I didn't hesitate. I knew what she wanted to hear.

"I'm enjoying watching Lacey suck that JUICY dick." I answered, emphasizing the word she wanted me to say.

"Gosh it's so hot when you say it like that." she said.

Look at me, getting a sexy girl to get all hot and bothered. Well, if that turned her on, maybe I should get her going with some more of where that came from.