A Farm Boy Goes To College: Part 3.

Cassie coaches Kyle in the seductive arts.

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"Oh Kyle, you trimmed," Cassie exclaimed, looking at my crotch. I had taken her advice and spent some time in the shower with a scissors. I was by no means bare, but my pubic hair was cut as short as I could safely do. "Your cock looks even bigger now!"

"I guess that's good?" I asked, as I dove into the bed and reached out to hold Cassie tight.

We lay like that for a couple of minutes and then began to kiss again, this time with some urgency. I was on top of her with my legs between hers. I palmed her tit with one hand, alternating squeezing her soft flesh and gently pinching her nipple as our tongues explored each other's mouths. Cassie took my head in her hands and pushed me away so that she could look into my eyes.

"Eat me," she said. She hiked her body further up into the pillows and spread her legs. "I want to cum on your tongue."

I was instantly nervous, given my complete lack of experience. It must have shown on my face.

"Don't worry, I'll talk you through it," Cassie giggled.

As I moved down between her legs, Cassie reached down with both hands and spread her pussy lips wide. I found myself staring at her pink slit, her clit proudly erect and inviting. I stuck my tongue out and tentatively licked from her pussy to her clit. She tasted divine. I gave her another long lick and Cassie shivered at the contact.

"That's good, but focus on my clit," she whispered gently.

I didn't need to be told twice. I moved her hands out of the way, replacing them with mine, and got up on my knees so that I had better leverage. I ran the tip of my tongue in circles around her clit a few times and then started to lick it directly. Cassie let out a deep moan.

"Yes. Just like that."

I increased the energy of my ministrations, and also mixed in moments where I flattened my tongue completely against her clit and lapped at it, rasping the entire length across her sensitive bud. I could tell it was having an effect. Cassie was raising her hips off the bed to push her mound into my face. She was breathing heavily, punctuated with an occasional gasp.

"Fingers too Kyle. Use your fingers," she urged.

Taking her cue, I slowly pushed two fingers into her cunt and began to saw them firmly in and out. It took a minute to get back into a rhythm with my tongue, but Cassie's small grunts in time with my fingers signaled her growing ecstasy. So did her fluids, as my chin and cheeks were bathed with the product of her arousal.

"Keep going, Kyle. I'm almost there. I'm going to cum on your tongue!" Cassie wailed.

I redoubled my efforts, forcefully jamming my fingers into her tunnel and lashing at her clit with my tongue. Then I had an inspiration, I'm not sure from where. I took her clit into my mouth and sucked on it. That sent Cassie over the cliff. She grabbed the back of my head with her hands and pushed me into her pussy. Her legs started to quiver, and she arched her back and let out a sharp yelp.

"Oh god oh god oh god," was all she could muster before her body started to spasm, her shoulders hunching forward repeatedly in time with the contractions that were gripping her cunt. I kept up my oral attack until she collapsed back on the bed and grabbed me under my ears and pulled me up on top of her.

"Enough. That's enough," she gasped.

We lay entwined like that for several minutes. My cock was still stiff as a flag pole, but I didn't mind. I was incredibly happy that I had been able to pleasure Cassie in a way that was all about her, and not about me. I felt I owed her after our earlier sessions.

"Are you sure you've never done that before," she asked with wry smile. "That was fantastic."

"Scout's honor," I replied.

"Well, if there's a scouting badge for that, you deserve it. Now, let's take care of this big boy right here," she said, reaching down between my legs and encircling my erection with her hand. "Make love to me, Kyle."

She looked at me earnestly as she guided the head of my cock to her entrance. I understood the importance of her words. This was going to be a coupling of partners, not frantic fucking. I slowly drove the crown of my cock past her lips, and slipped in smoothly until I was completely lodged inside her, staring deep into her eyes the entire time. I paused to let her adjust to my size, kissing her lightly on her cheek and ear. She smiled up at me.

"You feel so good in there baby."

I slowly withdrew and then firmly pushed back into her, paused again, and then repeated the stroke. I was entranced once again by her green eyes, framed by her curls that were cast about her pillow almost like a boudoir photograph. Cassie wrapped her legs around my ass and tried to pull me in even deeper. Propping myself up on my elbows, I started to pick up the pace, still feeding the entire length of my cock in and out of her cunt. I angled my hips so that I could make contact with her clit, grinding my cock over it again and again. Cassie was starting to mewl with pleasure. We hadn't broken eye contact from the moment I entered her.

"I'm going to cum again," she said. She dropped a hand down between her legs, found her clit and began to rub it. I was on the edge myself, but I was determined to hold off until Cassie's orgasm took hold. I didn't have to wait long.

"Cumming," Cassie blurted, as once again her shoulders hunched and her legs went stiff. She stared at me wide-eyed. Her mouth was open but no sound came out.

I continued to steadily plow into her as she came. I could feel her cunt grip my cock with rippling contractions. Two or three more strokes and then I groaned as I shoved my cock in as far as it would go and started to shoot, basting her cervix with my load. We collapsed together, covered with a sheen of sweat and struggling to breath. Eventually, I rolled off of her, my softening cock falling from her pussy with a soft plop. I pulled the sheets back up over us and we lay next to each other on our backs. Cassie reached down between us and took my hand in hers and gave it a squeeze.

"I could get used to that," she said.

"It was good?" I asked.

"It was great. Everything tonight was."

"I'm glad. I wanted it to be special." I paused, afraid to say the next words out loud. "Cassie, I think I um, I think I'm in love with you," I managed to spit out. She rolled onto to her side to face me. She looked at me for a moment and then leaned over and gave me a long kiss.

"I think I'm in love with you too," she replied with a smile. She nestled her head on my shoulder and started to play with the hairs on my chest. We didn't say anything for quite a while. Cassie finally broke the silence.

"Well, I could use a little freshening up. You want to run to the bathroom and then we can come back and watch a movie?" So we both threw on some clothes and made our way down the hall. When we returned, we stripped right back down and snuggled into her bed with the TV remote. We eventually turned off the lights and went to sleep. Cassie was spooned into me, snoring lightly. The moonlight came in through the window and cast a soft glow on her face. I wished that I could freeze that moment in time. I fell asleep, content and thankful.

Saturday morning we were awakened by rain battering the window. They were big drops, driven by a cold wind. Low gray clouds were scuttling across the sky. It was definitely a day to stay indoors. I was glad we didn't have any study groups scheduled at the library. Cassie and I had moved in our sleep so that we were now laying back to back.

"Boy did the weather ever turn," Cassie said quietly. "Good day to stay in and study I guess." She rolled over and wiggled up against me. "Will you keep me warm?" she asked as she pulled me closer, throwing a leg over mine and pressing her tits against my back. My cock began to stir.

"I'd be happy to."

"Good. That's what lovers do." She started to nuzzle and kiss me on the back of my neck. At the same time, she reached down and grabbed my cock, which was rapidly getting hard. "Hmm. What do we have here?" she snickered, as she slowly started to jack my rod. I didn't say anything in response. I just lay there and concentrated on the sensations.

"I have an idea," Cassie said. "How about we both have some breakfast?"

"Now?" I was disappointed that she wasn't going to continue to stroke me.

"Yes, now. Lay on your back."

"What do you mean?"

"Lay on your back, and I'll give you something to eat."

I did what I was told, and began to understand the joke when Cassie moved up and knelt with one leg on either side of my head. She leaned forward onto her hands and looked back between her hanging tits at me.

"See? Breakfast," she said. She lowered her mound to my mouth, while at the same time she wrapped her lips around my erection and sucked it into her mouth.

I reflexively groaned with pleasure, and then set about trying to latch my tongue to her slit. The sixty-nine position was obviously new to me, and I struggled to adjust my head so that I had a good angle. Try as I might, the difference in our heights meant I had to crane my neck forward to make any contact. I moved a pillow to prop my head up, but it wasn't enough.

"Cassie, I can't really reach," I was forced to admit. She paused her sucking and spun herself around on top of me.

"That's okay. I need you in me anyway."

She moved her pussy over my raging hard-on and guided the tip to her opening. With her eyes closed, she slowly lowered herself onto my cock. She sighed as she took most of my cock inside her. Then she opened her eyes and began to very slowly ride me.

"I guess we need some practice on the sixty-nine thing," she said.

"There are worse things to have to practice," I replied with a smile. "God this feels good Cassie."

"Hmm," she moaned softly. "It sure does."

Cassie started to pick up the pace, her hair swinging as she bounced up and down. I reached up and gently started to twist both her nipples, which were as hard as pebbles. She threw back her head and moaned. She was riding me hard now, completely burying my cock in her pussy on the down-strokes. I started to spear upwards as she pushed down. She was grunting now, in rhythm with the fucking she was absorbing. I pinched her nipples harder which made her gasp with surprise. A guttural growl escaped her lips, as she violently bounced on my cock. I felt her cunt start to contract, and she rode me even faster.

"Ah, cumming, cumming," she almost screamed as her pussy started to powerfully spasm. That's all it took for me.

"Me too. Me too," I panted as I unloaded in her. It felt like a cannon blast, I came so hard.

Cassie was still riding me, but her pace was slowing as her orgasm began to fade. She eventually collapsed on my chest with my cock still inside her. A mixture of her juices and my jizz dribbled down my balls.

"You're getting pretty good at this Kyle, you know?" she said with a wink.

"I like to think I'm a fast learner," I replied.

"Hmm. Lucky me," Cassie said as she nuzzled my neck.

"I think I'm the lucky one," I countered. I gave her a gentle hug and stroked her hair away from her face. "So what do you say we go get a real breakfast?"

"Deal," she replied. "And let's bring back something for lunch so we can just study here this afternoon. I am not enthused about going to the library in this weather."

We took some time to clean up, shower and dress and then headed to the dining hall to grab some food. Then we headed back to Cassie's room and settled in to study. I had a bunch of reading to do for a literature class, so I set up shop on Cassie's bed and dug into a book. Cassie sat at her desk and worked on a paper on her computer.

"Mind if I play some music?" Cassie asked.

"No. Go ahead. Something mellow maybe."

She put on some instrumental jazz playlist that was perfect. With the rain, and the music, and just the two of us together, I felt like I was in a wonderfully peaceful cocoon. Cassie looked up from her computer and caught me smiling at her.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing. Just counting my blessings I guess."

"How many are you up to?"

"Well one for sure, you."

"Don't you say the nicest things," she said.

She smiled back at me and went back to her paper. I stole glances at her for the next couple of hours. Occasionally I noticed her staring out the window at the rain. I don't know if she was pondering something significant, or simply looking for inspiration for her writing. My curiosity got the better of me.

"Penny for your thoughts, Cassie." She turned and looked at me.

"Honestly?" she asked.

"Of course honestly."

"Well, it's kind of embarrassing," she said sheepishly. "But I was thinking about your cock."

I had a pang of nervousness. I still wasn't completely confident in myself after years of thinking I was abnormal.

"What about my cock?"

"I'd like to see it, you know, shoot," she said as she moved over to the bed and rubbed her hand on the front of my jeans. "Do you think you can cum again after this morning?"

I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "You mean right now? What are you, insatiable?"

"I'm perfectly satiable, if that's even a word. I just have the hots for you. But I'm sore from this morning, so I was just thinking of alternatives."

"What exactly are you proposing?" I asked. Even through my jeans, the conversation along with her rubbing were having an effect. I was starting to get hard. Cassie could feel it as well, and she looked down at my crotch with a delighted grin.

"How about I show you how I use my vibrator while you jack off for me?" She unzipped my jeans and snaked her hand in to grab my rapidly growing erection. "Please, Kyle?" she said playfully, batting her eyelashes at me.

Any qualms I may have had about masturbating in front of Cassie were insignificant given the opportunity to watch her bring herself off with a toy.

"Do you expect me to say no?" I said with a laugh.

"Oh goody!" she said, as she clapped her hands together. "Okay then, get naked."

She went over to her dresser while I started taking off my clothes. She rummaged a bit in one of the drawers and then brought out a purple, palm sized device that I assumed was a vibrator.

"I think this one will do the trick," she said. She set it on the bed and quickly began to strip.

"You have options?" I asked. "Like more than one?"

"I have three. This one focuses on just on my clit. The other two go inside me, but like I said, I'm a bit tender right now."

I looked more closely at the vibrator as Cassie kicked off the last of her clothes. It was shaped kind of like a rounded bar of soap, or one of those molded computer mice. One end had a thimble sized protuberance with a hollow dimple at its center.

"How does it work?" I asked.

"I turn it on and fit this little cup thingy over my clit. It uses sonic waves. I should warn you that it makes me cum quickly and often."

We each took some pillows and sat at opposite ends of the bed. Cassie pressed the bottoms of her feet into mine, which had the effect of spreading both of our legs. It also caused her nether lips to part, giving me a fantastic view of her bare pussy in all its glory. My cock was fully erect now, and I started to stroke myself. Cassie turned the vibrator on to what sounded like a fairly high speed and pushed it firmly against her clit.

"Fuck that's good," she moaned, wiggling her ass to settle back into the pillows. "How are you doing big boy? Are you going to cum?"

"I'm sure I will, but it may take a bit." We continued on for a couple of minutes, the only sound in the room was the light jazz on the speaker, and the pattern of buzzing coming from Cassie's sex toy. I could see a telltale blush appear on Cassie's chest between her tits. Her nipples were standing completely at attention.

"Okay. I'm going to cum," Cassie whispered quietly. "Uh, uh, ah," she grunted.

"Wow. That was quick," I observed as Cassie relaxed her legs.

"Yeah. This thing does the trick."

I have to admit, I felt a little jealous about how quickly the device brought her pleasure. Cassie must have read my mind.

"Kyle, this thing makes me cum easily, but the orgasms aren't as good as what you've given me. They feel great, sure, but they are sharp and focused. With you, my whole body releases. It's like the orgasm is crashing through me like a wave. It's like I feel safe to surrender my entire being to you. Understand? This vibrator is good. You're way better."

I smiled and nodded. Her words were exactly what I needed to hear.

"That said," she continued, "I'm going to fucking cum again." And she did, undulating her hips as she went over the edge.

She continued the cycle for almost a half hour. Sudden, breath-stopping orgasm after orgasm. I think she came twelve times in thirty minutes. I could have cum at almost any time, but I didn't want Cassie's performance to end. I kept myself on edge and just kept my eyes riveted on her beautiful, nude body. The pressure was building in my balls, and I knew it would be a significant ejaculation.

"Okay, I can't keep this up much longer," she said, after her most recent ecstatic spasm. "Let me know when you are ready to shoot, and I'll try to cum with you."

"I'm ready any time," I said. "I've been keeping myself on edge."

"Not fair!" she protested. "I want to see you spurt."

"Well I didn't want the show to end. So whenever you're ready, I'm good to go."

Cassie fiddled with the controls on the vibrator and the intensity of the buzzing increased dramatically. She bit her lip as she re-positioned it on her bud.

"Ah, fuck. It won't be long," she wailed. She looked at me and then dropped her gaze to my cock. The head of my cock was a deep purple, and precum was streaming out.

"Okay, Kyle, I'm ready. I'm going to cum. Cum with me!" she cried.

I started jacking myself feverishly, while I stared at the vibrator seemingly permanently affixed between her legs. I felt the familiar tingling burn that singled an imminent eruption. Cassie yelped as her climax hit. She pulled her legs together tight and hunched her shoulders, her wide eyes still staring at my crotch.

An instant later the first rope of my load shot out of the tip of my cock and landed in a thick, gooey line across my chest. Three other spurts followed, leaving a criss-cross of semen on my stomach and chest. I continued to slowly pump my cock and the remaining juice dribbled down my cock and onto my hand. I laid back into the pillows and tried to slow my breathing. Cassie, chest flushed and legs spread, looked across at me with a wide smile.

"That was so intense. I've been able to feel it when you've gone off inside me, and obviously when you came in my mouth. Now I know why. It's kind of like one of those super-soaker squirt guns."

"Ha. If you say so. Makes more of a mess than a squirt gun though," I said, looking down at rivulets that ran from my neck to my naval. "I should probably clean this up before it drips on the sheets."

I stood and began to cross to the desk where there was a box of tissues. My erection was still at three-quarters staff and pointing parallel to the floor. And that was the instant; that the door to the room opened, and Cassie's roommate Stephanie walked in.

She was wearing black yoga pants and a hoodie. The yoga pants really showed off the shape of her slender legs and her tight rear end. Her black hair was pulled back into a short ponytail. But I didn't notice any of that. First of all, it was obvious from her red-rimmed eyes that she had been crying, and second of all, I was horrified to be standing in front of her naked and covered in cum. When she saw me, she stopped in her tracks and stared, speechless. Cassie drew the sheet around her and stood up, her vibrator bouncing to the floor.

"Oh, Stephanie, I'm so sorry. I didn't think you'd be back until later. Jesus Kyle, don't just stand there, put some clothes on."

"No. I'm sorry you guys. I'll just; I mean; I'll just go down to the common room for a little while," Stephanie said. It was obvious that she was barely holding back tears. It was also obvious that she had trouble tearing her eyes away from my cock.

"Nonsense. Kyle was just leaving, right Kyle?" Cassie said with an exaggerated swing of her head toward the door.

I mumbled some apologies while I threw on my clothes and got out of the room as fast as I could. Cassie gave me a quick peck as I went through the door, and before the door closed, I clearly heard Stephanie start to sob. The day had gone from sexual rapture to embarrassing disaster in the blink of an eye.

I got something of a debrief from Cassie the next day. Instead of Stephanie working through issues with her boyfriend, the scumbag dumped her. He told her felt constrained by having a girlfriend at another school. He wanted his "freedom". It hit Stephanie hard obviously. They had been high school sweethearts and all that. I worried about how uncomfortable it was going to be when we were all together, given the scene that Stephanie had witnessed. Cassie told me not to worry about it; that Stephanie was actually more embarrassed about walking in on us. I told her it was hard to believe Stephanie was more embarrassed than me, but when we went to the dining hall for dinner, Stephanie came along. She didn't make eye contact with me right away, and when she did, she had kind of a sheepish look on her face, but it wasn't long before we were engaged in some comfortable banter. Her walking in on the conclusion of our sexual escapades never came up.

Regardless, Stephanie was obviously still very emotional about the breakup. She was constantly dressed in baggy sweatshirts and sweatpants. She didn't spend any time on hair or makeup. She wasn't interested in hanging with our larger peer group. I caught her looking at Cassie and me holding hands, and could clearly see her tear up. When we were alone, I mentioned that to Cassie and we agreed that we would tone it down for a while until Stephanie got back to a better place. We had been on a pretty torrid pace in bed, and although I longed to continue that journey with Cassie, I also realized this was an opportunity to invest some time in other parts of the relationship.

We did a lot of talking over the next couple of weeks. Of course, we still found the occasional opportunity to get naked. Justin was rushing a frat, so there were blocks of time I knew he would be gone. Stephanie also made it very clear when she was going to be at the library for an extended period. I think she still felt bad about walking in on us and wanted to make amends. Regardless, the bedroom time was reduced somewhat and the conversation time increased.

We had gone through the basics at our Italian dinner, but now we delved deeper. We talked politics, and we were thankfully pretty aligned, although Cassie warned me her parents weren't so much on the same page with her. Careers were a big topic, and Cassie was especially interested in my decision to not take over the family farm. She wanted to know how that came about, and what my parent's reaction was. We analyzed current events. We argued the famous question about who from history you would invite to a dinner for four, and decided the dinner had to be for eight. We decided on a plan for me to meet her family at Thanksgiving, and for her to meet mine sometime over Christmas. Neither of us had mentioned our relationship to our parents yet, and we agreed that we would address that sooner rather than later. And through all of this I knew I was falling even more deeply in love with Cassie and felt the warmth of that love returned. I loved her for her dreams and moods and mind, in addition to my physical love for her body.

We also talked in more detail about Stephanie. Stephanie had felt strong enough to share more details about the breakup with Cassie, and explicitly told her she didn't mind if Cassie shared them with me as long as that's as far as it went. It turned out, in my opinion, that her ex-boyfriend had been emotionally abusing her for some time. He would comment on her weight, especially since they left for college. He harped about he hoped she wouldn't "put on the freshman fifteen" pounds. He joked about her small tits, sometimes in front of other people. He'd routinely scroll through her phone looking at her texts and asking questions about any new contacts she had. He sounded like a real slug. But Cassie didn't tell me everything initially.

It wasn't until we were alone in Cassie's bed after a particularly feverish session of love making that she filled in the entire picture. Stephanie was out at a movie for the evening, and had again announced her plans in a manner that basically said, "this would be a good time for you guys to have sex." Who were we to argue, especially since it had been more than a week since we'd had an opportunity? Cassie and I lay naked with the sheets strewn around us. I was on my back and she was curled up alongside me. As we basked in the post-coital glow, Cassie nonchalantly dropped one hand down and took my flaccid cock in her hand with a gentle squeeze.

"Have I told you lately how much I like this part of you?" she asked playfully.

"Not really, but it's pretty clear by how much attention you pay it."

"Ha. Well, I like it a lot, and I count myself lucky."

"It's all yours. And as far as I'm concerned, you can use it as often as you like," I replied.

"Hmm," Cassie responded. I turned my head to look at her and her expression had turned serious.

"What is it?" I asked.

"I was just thinking about Stephanie and her ex. She's told me some things I haven't shared with you. Bedroom stuff."

"And?"

"Well, you know how her boyfriend was so negative about her body? It turns out he was compensating for some of his own issues."

"Like?"

"Stephanie says he has a 'tiny dick' and that she only orgasmed twice in the three years they were having sex. He didn't like going down on her, and he was so quick to cum when they screwed, that everything was usually over before Stephanie really got aroused."

"Really? Wow. When did she tell you this?"

"That first night after she walked in on us. After her initial cry, we actually had a good laugh about the looks on our faces when she opened the door. And she mentioned she'd never seen a cock as big as yours. She opened up from there."

"You know, I've never met the guy, but he sounds like a complete lowlife. He doesn't know what he's losing in Stephanie. She's better off without him."

"I think she knows that deep down," said Cassie, "but he's really taken a toll on her self-image. She doesn't think she's attractive and her confidence is shot." She paused for a moment. "Would you be attracted to her, Kyle?"

"I, uh. I mean, I'm focused on you. I haven't really ever looked at her in that way. She's a friend."

"I'm going to ask you a question, and I want you to be completely honest," Cassie said. "Would you sleep with her."

"What?! No! Why would I? I love you!"

"That's a good answer, but, what if I weren't in the picture and the opportunity presented itself. Would you be interested?"

"I feel like this is a trap. What do you want me to say?"

Cassie stayed silent for a minute, and then sighed.

"Here's the thing. I want to help Stephanie regain her confidence. You just said that your cock is all mine. I want you to use it on Stephanie."

Cassie looked at me, trying to gauge my reaction, which was one of shock. I'm sure my mouth was hanging open, and I think I even physically recoiled from her.

"You're joking, right? You have to be."

"I'm completely serious. Kyle, you of all people know what it's like to have doubts about your body, especially sexually."

"Yeah, and this doesn't help with that you know, trying to farm me out as some sort of sexual oddity. Your talking like my cock is just some sort of tool to be deployed. The rest of me is attached to it too you know!" I almost yelled. I had never been cross or upset with Cassie before, and my tone hit her hard.

"Baby, baby, calm down. That isn't what I'm doing at all. You are such a gentle, giving, respectful lover. I'm in love with You, not your body," she said as she rolled on top of me and cradled my face in her hands. "I just thought that given the issues you've had with self-image, about what's normal and what's attractive, you'd be able to relate to what Stephanie is going through and maybe help her with it."

"I don't see how that would work. I'd feel guilty about doing it. It'd be like cheating on you. And I can't believe Stephanie would be interested either."

"I wouldn't bet on that. We've had enough conversations that I'm pretty sure she's curious about what sex with you would be like. I don't think it's a revenge thing per-se, but I think she wants to feel validated and lock 'tiny dick" firmly away in the past. And as far as the cheating and guilt, we'd all be consenting adults and everything is out in the open."

"So she would just be using me then?" I asked.

"That's not what I meant. What I mean is..."

"No, that would be okay, maybe," I interrupted. "A one time, no strings thing. In that context, I guess, maybe? I would really need to think about this for a day or two. And you need to, also. I'm not doing anything that has Any risk of ruining what you and I have together."

"I don't want that either." She gave me a light kiss on the cheek. "Will you consider it?"

"I guess. But I want to go on the record that I'm doing it reluctantly."

"Noted. You're blessed with a bid dick, Kyle. I'm blessed with you. But our dear friend needs some Big Dick therapy."

I was serious about my reservations, but I also understood Cassie's logic, even though it was a bit twisted. If I thought with the head of my cock instead of the head on my shoulders, it would probably have been a no-brainer. I still had trouble getting past the fact that I would somehow be betraying my love for Cassie. After a couple of days arguing with myself and swinging back and forth between 'hard no' and 'cautious yes', I made a decision.

"Here's the thing," I said to Cassie the next time we found ourselves alone and could talk. "I'm willing to do it, but before we go forward with anything, I want the three of us to sit down and talk. I don't want to have any he-said, she-said misunderstandings. And I have a couple of questions and requests that I want to bring up. Now, are you sure you're okay with this? Really okay?"

"Yes. Stephanie has become like a sister to me, and I know we can help her out of a really dark place. I also know how strong our love is for each other, and in my heart, I know this won't change that. So can I bring it up with Stephanie?"

"I was wondering about that. What are you going to say? 'Kyle is willing to fuck you, if you want?' Isn't that kind of presumptuous? What if she's insulted? Then I come off looking like a jerk."

"In this case, Kyle; you are just going to have to trust my intuition. Stephanie wants to turn the page on a bad chapter in her life. She wants to feel good about herself. This could help do both of those things. She has heard me rave about how good you are in bed. I would be surprised if she hasn't fantasized about you filling her with your monster cock. She hasn't had sex in over a month, and it doesn't sound like she's had good sex; maybe ever. If she can see that you find her body attractive and she is able to turn you on, that's going to do wonders. I think, given the opportunity, properly framed, she'll take it."

"About that monster cock thing. I have two comments. Can I tell my guys at the dorms about your amazing cunt ant tits? Because if that bothers you, then reconsider the propriety of your discussions of my private anatomy.”

“I'm so sorry, Kyle. When you frame the issue that way, I can see that I deeply dishonored you. It won't happen again.”

“You're completely forgiven, sweetheart. And Can we come up with a better adjective? Monster just sounds evil and scary. It kind of feeds back to those latent insecurities, you know?"

"I'm sorry babe, sure, what would you be comfortable with, because it really does deserve a descriptor."

"I don't know. Heroic? Stupendous?"

"How about ginormous?" Cassie replied with a big smile. "I'm kidding. How about I just call it special?"

"Much better, thanks," I said with a little laugh. "So I suppose, talk to Stephanie about all this then, and see if she wants to have a discussion. God, I can't believe we might really consider this. My big fear is that I'll be so nervous that I can't, um, you know, get hard. I'd hate to have that happen. And worse yet, for Stephanie to think it's her fault."

"I've got a plan for that. You and I are going to be celibate until this happens with Stephanie, and with midterms this week and next, all of us are going to be hitting the books and not the mattresses. It's going to be two and a half weeks at a minimum, until we'll be able to find time. You're going to be so horny, your special cock is going to be at attention twenty-four hours a day."

To be continued. Based on a post by badge_25, for Literotica.