Little Guy with a Big Surprise Pt. 02

I pushed out of his hold and rolled onto my back to get a better look at his face. He appeared to be sincere, hopeful. I laced my fingers together and put them behind my head. "Why do you think I don't want to be left alone?"

"I thought that maybe there were some signals in the backseat of the car last night. You know, when my foot innocently found your crotch?"

I said, "You know, that wasn't so 'innocent'. I almost... You almost made me..."

Chad's grin grew wider, "I almost made you what?"

I said, "Never mind." I was grinning too. "So you want to see it, huh?"

He slid a hand under my shirt and onto my belly. I trembled from the touch. He said, "I haven't thought about much else in four months." His hand gently stroked my tummy. I had to bite my lip and I continued to stiffen. He continued, "I want to see it, fully...you know, all of it...all the way..." He sighed, "I need to get you hard first."

I couldn't help but smile. "Let's assume you won't have any problems accomplishing that task. So after you see it, what will do?"

He thought for a moment, "I'm not sure. I guess whatever comes to mind." Chad removed his hand from my stomach, cautiously checked on my "status" and discovered I was well on my way. He winked at me and slid his hand back onto my belly causing another quiver.

We held each other's gaze for a long moment. Did I want to continue to dance around here? To play games? It was clear we both wanted this. I could feel his erection against my hip. We were on the same page here.

I said, "If we're going to do this, it won't be one sided. I want to see you too. And to be able to do whatever comes to my mind."

Chad's grin faded a little, "I have to tell you, I'm not as big as you."

I said, "I hope not."

He looked surprised.

I continued, "I don't mean this to sound like false modesty, but not many people are. If you were as big as me, I'd be afraid of it. I'm afraid of my own!"

He asked, "How do you mean?"

"Having a giant dick is rarely enjoyable. It's mostly a huge burden. It's always there, I am constantly aware of it. It is uncomfortable. It is in the way. It's embarrassing."

Chad scoffed, "How can something so impressive be embarrassing? Small guys are embarrassed."

"Oh, really? Imagine this. Go to the doctor for your physical. You know how they need to make sure your testicles are okay? Well, imagine the doctor lowers your underwear and can't get to your testicles because your giant dick is completely concealing them. So the doctor has to move your dick out of the way, but the doctor's touch and handling and of your dick causes your dick to grow and stiffen. Well, at least the doctor now has the access he needs to your testicles because your massive dick is pointing straight up to the ceiling, towering like a skyscraper. You and the doctor both flush red and you can't tell who is more embarrassed."

Chad laughed, "Did that really happen?"

"More than once." I asked him, "Remember puberty? You know how at that age you could get a boner for no reason? Like just sitting in class doing nothing? A normal sized kid could have some trouble concealing his 'pitched tent' but when I pitched a tent it was a circus tent."

Chad laughed again, "I guess I'm starting to understand." He stopped stroking and his hand was still on my stomach. "When I said I wasn't as big as you... I'm not... Well, I guess I'm not as big as most."

He was being honest and vulnerable. I could have humiliated him. Degraded him. It would have been the least he deserved after what he did last year. A little SPH would hardly equal the degree he took things to. But the Chad I had spent the last two days with was not the same Chad I'd known for the past seven months. We were still looking into each other's eyes. Those deep blue eyes. I wasn't going to hurt him. I said, "Out of the thousands of guys I saw shirtless on the beach today, you were the hottest one. And from what I can feel against my hip, you have nothing to be ashamed of."

Chad smiled and looked relieved. He said, "I'm game if you are."

I grinned back at him, "I'm in!"

He pushed the blanket down to the foot of the bed and I pulled my shirt off. He gently pushed me down, laying on my back and he slid off my underwear. This was now the second time I found myself lying naked in front of this guy, except this time his friends weren't here and I was now a willing participant. I heard him gasp a little as I sprang free. I wasn't fully erect yet. He took hold of me and I grew in his hands. His hands were much bigger and rougher than mine and he provided me with decent coverage. I quickly reached my 11.5 inch capacity and Chad admired his accomplishment, "Wow! I have vivid memories permanently imprinted in my brain from last time but right here, right now? I don't know, it seems even bigger than I remember."

He was kneeling between spread legs. He was gripping and twisting my rod like a baseball player rubbing pine tar into his bat. His touch was electrifying. I don't think I'd ever been this hard before in my life. I felt the pre cum begin to ooze. Chad took me in his mouth. Well, as much of me as he could handle, anyway. With my length and girth, that was barely a quarter of my size. He did keep his hands working the length that wouldn't fit, so I still felt like I was fully enveloped. This was another first for me. Nobody's mouth had ever been on me before. I wanted it to last longer, but Chad was relentless and I began to buck and spasm. I didn't want Mark and Sam to hear through the adjoining wall, but I did make more noise than I wanted to.

Chad laid down next to me while I caught my breath. Recovered, I knelt between his legs. I took a moment to take in the sight of his beautiful body. My eyes danced all around. Being a natural blond, the small amounts of body hair he sported were so faint, it was barely visible. It was most prominent where a treasure trail led from his perfectly round innie belly button and disappeared under the waistband of his boxers. It was time to follow his trail and find his treasure.

The sight of his body and knowing what I was about to do to him brought me out of my own refractory period. I was almost fully erect again. I slipped his boxers off and his rock hard erection slapped his stomach. I estimated he was a little more than 5 inches. About average. It did look a little small on his large frame. With me kneeling between his legs, the side by side comparison was almost comical. I had the thought that we would make for a great freak show in the circus. His body was twice the size of mine and my dick was twice the size of his.

The truth was, I didn't want him to have a monstrous organ like me. I wouldn't be able to handle it. His modest size was perfect for me. And his penis was perfect looking. It wasn't all veiny, bumpy or grotesque. I began to lightly stroke him and he took a sharp breath in. He couldn't be any harder, so leaned down and took his whole length into my mouth. It would take a professional sword swallower to be able to do that to me. I'd never done this before, but I was careful to not use my teeth. My gag reflex almost triggered a couple of times, but as I got used to it, he was actually the perfect size for me.

Since I didn't need my hands to provide additional coverage on his shaft, I used one hand to rub circles around his navel and the other to stroke his balls. My triple action performance proved to be more than Chad could take and his body racked in orgasm.

I collapsed on the bed next to him as we both caught our breath. Once we calmed down, Chad reached down and pulled the blanket up over us. I turned on my side and Chad spooned me again like he did when he first came to my bed. He pulled me in close and held me tight. When we woke up in the morning, we found that neither of us had moved an inch.

We spent that next day at Universal. As expected, Chad and I were paired up throughout the day. We shared discreet touches and knowing glances throughout the day. After dinner the four of us stopped at bar near the motel for a few beers. This night, it was after midnight before we got back to the room. The next day was to be another beach day, so we could sleep in in the morning.

After Chad turned off the light and got into his bed, this time it was I who got up and joined him. My exploring hand discovered that he was ready. He had been anticipating my visit. I turned him onto his back and began gliding my fingers all over his body. As I drew invisible lines up and down his sides, then around his pecs and navel, he quivered and goosebumps appeared. I pulled down his boxers and went to work. That night I mostly used my hands. My two small hands had always been too small for my own massive tool, but they were the perfect size for Chad's modest package. I used both hands as I fondled his balls and stroked him up and down. I toyed with his purplish mushroom cap, then massaged circles into the underside of the upper shaft until he couldn't hold off any longer and he shot his load.

When it was my turn, Chad said to me, "I brought something I want to try out on you."

"What is it?" I was a little nervous. What was it and what did he want to try?

He got up and dug deep into the back of his suitcase. He pulled out a box and removed a large rubbery looking thing. He disappeared into the bathroom for several minutes and I heard water running. He reemerged and explained, "It's a fleshlight. It took me a long time to find it because they usually take in just 7.5 inches. This one is extra-large and should be a good fit." He seemed proud of himself. I wasn't so sure.

He squeezed some lubricant onto my already hard member and used his hands to ensure even distribution. That action alone felt so good, I didn't understand the need for a toy. Then, with some maneuvering and effort, he slipped the thing onto me. He must have put in hot water in the bathroom because it was warm. And, oh my god, the sensation was intense. Now I understood. It was tight. It enveloped my whole length completely. There were bumps and ridges and as he slid it up and down my rock hard shaft, my eyes rolled back into my head. This was another new feeling for me. Chad was in control and was enjoying watching my reaction. I had never been so steel hard. I began to get a little light headed. I am a little guy and most of body's blood was currently all consolidated into one location. That tight grip was just right for my girth and Chad's relentless pumps eventually did me in. I grabbed a pillow, buried my face it and screamed as I climaxed in toe-curling orgasm.

Afterwards, I laid there with red blotches on my body as I recovered. I asked Chad, "If you brought that with you then you must have planned...you thought that..." I didn't know exactly what I wanted to say.

Chad said, "That night four months ago...and again, I am so sorry. That never should have gone down like that, but... your physical response was obvious. It seemed like maybe you enjoyed some of what happened that night. And you never talked about being with any girls, so I had my suspicions." Chad turned on his side to face me. "I knew Mark and Sam would room together so that would leave us buddied up. I didn't 'know' that anything would happen, but I hoped it would. I wasn't sure so I thought I'd throw out some feelers and see what happened." He placed a finger on my chest and absentmindedly glided it around my smooth, hairless skin.

I thought about his leg against mine in the restaurant and his foot in my crotch in the backseat of the car. "Before this week, I'd only ever heard you talk about girls."

Chad took a minute to reply. "I have been with a lot of girls but it always felt forced, unnatural. It felt like something I was supposed to be doing. The summer between high school and college I spent 3 months messing around with a guy I had known for a few years. We weren't great friends and I didn't even like him that much but he was interested in me. We spent those 3 moths experimenting with each other, exploring our sexuality. It felt right with him. At the end of the summer, we went our separate ways to different schools and I actually haven't seen him since. I never missed him as a person but I did miss being with physically."

He seemed lost in his memories. I prompted, "So you got to college and..."

"Well, I guess I thought I was probably gay. I'd always liked looking at guys more than girls, but that summer clarified things. There is a difference between knowing you are gay and wanting to be gay. What would be the easier route? Girls had always been attracted to me, so it would have been easy to pretend my way through college. That's what I'd been doing, at least until 4 months ago. After that night we grabbed you...well you know...I haven't been with anyone, but I've though a lot about you."

I laced my fingers together behind my head and laid back on the pillow. "For me, I've always known. For as long as I've been old enough to have feelings, I knew I was gay." I told him about the southern town I grew up in, being bullied all my life and the closed minded family I one day hoped to never see again. "I've been completely on my own for three years now. They don't help me at all with school. They don't call or care. They are as glad as I am that I'm gone. I will never 'come out' to them. At this point you are the only person I have ever told."

Chad asked, "Have you been with any girls?"

I answered, "No. I wasn't interested. Which worked out okay since they haven't exactly been banging down my door."

Chad did some minor calculating in his head, "So that means you had never..."

"Right. I was a 21 year old virgin. I have had exactly three sexual experiences in my whole life and you have been present at all three."

He smirked, lowered his head, slid down my torso and proceeded to give me my fourth.

The rest of the week continued on much the same. This was really the only vacation I had ever been on. It certainly was one that I'd never forget. It wasn't until the long car ride back to school that I thought about what would happen next. Was this just a vacation fling? Like, what happens in Florida stays in Florida? Or, back at the house would we secretly sneak into each other's rooms for late night visits? We hadn't talked about it. I was physically attracted to him, obviously, but I still didn't know how I felt about Chad as a person.