College Visit

Growing up in our house was great. I guess you would say that we are an upper/middle class family living in suburbia. Just me, Mom, Dad & Jenna. Dad was a senior executive for a successful waste management firm. He worked very long hours and very rarely even came home in time for dinner. Somehow, he always made it to my football games. I really admire him and was glad that he made the point to come to my games. My mom was one of these PTA moms. She was involved in every club and committee out there. She didn't need to work, but maybe she should have.

Jenna and I are a year apart, almost to the day. When I was 17, she was 16. We both played sports for school and drove home together most days. When we got home, we would do homework and rest before mom got home to make dinner. Jenna was really cool. She was this gorgeous girl but she didn't have a stuck-up bone in her body. Every guy at school found her sweet and approachable, but also respected her. For me, she was not only my sister, she was also my friend.

I should mention that Jenna and I probably have my mom and dad to thank for our looks and bodies. Dad was an ex-football player for Notre Dame. He was tall, very good looking, and had a great body. Mom used to do modeling in New York. She actually did very well at it. She still looks great today, but I guess the modeling people want their models to be really young.

If you saw my family walking into a restaurant, you'd definitely say, "Wow, that's one great looking family". I don't mean to sound conceited, but it's true.

As a result, I have always had my share of girls and Jenna had her share of guys. Jenna was a "good" girl though. She must have fooled around with guys, but not much more. I've had sex only twice, but I have fooled around with lots of girls.

I was a really late developer too. I really didn't hit puberty in earnest till I was about 15. I used to hate changing in the locker room for gym or for after school sports because everyone else seemed to be so far ahead of me. I wondered if I would ever "grow-up". Well, I did grow up. At 17, I was 6'0, 190 lbs with a very defined body. Also, it seems that my cock grew, and just kept on growing. I couldn't believe how I had changed in just 1 year, but now I was the envy of everyone. Believe it or not, it kind of still made me a bit uncomfortable in the locker room. Instead of being small compared to everyone, I was now being stared at for the opposite reason.

Today, I'm 19 and I go to Notre Dame, just like Dad. My sister is a senior at high school. I don't see her often anymore because of the distance, but we e-mail a lot. I play football here. I still have the same uncomfortable feeling getting changed with my teammates. I totally understand what a girl with huge tits must feel like. I guess I am happier to have a huge cock than a tiny one, but it still draws stares. It is about 8" when I'm not excited and it grows to 13" when I get hard. With all the stares when I'm not excited, just imagine if they saw me hard.

It was November and I called Jenna to invite her up for the weekend. I really want her to come to Notre Dame in the fall. Also, I thought she could come and see me play in the big game against Michigan the next weekend. She accepted and was really excited about coming. Since I had practice till 7 on Friday, I told her to take a cab from the airport and I left my apartment key with the doorman.

Thursday night, I just stayed in and read my playbook. After a while, I started thinking about Jenna and all the great times we had growing up. Also, I hadn't seen her in about a year, so what would she look like? When I last saw her, she had mom's Barbie looking face and was thin. She was a late bloomer like me. All of the sudden, I started to get a feeling, a sexual feeling. With all my work and practices, I usually masturbate about 2-3 times a week. I remembered that I hadn't done it since Sunday, so maybe it was just time. I put down the playbook, got comfortable, and started to touch myself over my boxers. No music, no pictures, no movies...just a bunch of racing thoughts that I can't even put into words. With me, I need to take my boxers off almost right away when I masturbate. My cock gets so big and thick that there's no room. It does take me a while to get fully hard because of my size. After about 20 minutes, I was fully hard. I began stroking my giant cock faster and was very excited. As I looked at it, the head was all the way up at my chest. I began stroking with 2 hands, one at the base and one up toward the head. After about 15 more minutes, I came very hard. It was a week's worth of stress released all at one time.

Friday rolled around and I was really looking forward to seeing Jenna. I decided that I would do my best sales pitch to get her to come to school here. I went off to class and then directly to practice. After practice, I showered and headed home, knowing that she would be there. I opened my door and there Jenna was...sitting on my couch and looking at a magazine. She jumped up and ran over to hug me. I remember thinking that she had grown into a beautiful woman. She looked like she was the same height, but everything else about her had matured. To me, she could be a supermodel. Her hair, her body, her face...there were no flaws. She was wearing a long sleeve t-shirt. I could see that her chest had definitely grown. My guess was a 34C. My sister was one hot girl.

After we hugged, we went outside and walked around a bit. We got something to eat and just kept walking and talking. I looked at my watch and it was 10:30. I couldn't believe it. I asked her if she wanted to go out for some drinks or if she just wanted to go to bed. She said that she was a little tired, so I walked her back and we went upstairs. My apartment is a big studio, so it is really just 1 big room. I borrowed a cot from the super and told Jenna to sleep in my bed.

That same feeling of sexual excitement was starting again for me. This time, I knew it was Jenna that had captivated my thoughts. She told me to get changed so we could watch some TV together, like old times. I went into the bathroom and put on a t-shirt and a pair of very baggy and long basketball shorts. I knew that they would hide any initial excitement that I would have.

I went out to find Jenna on the couch in a t-shirt and shorts. Her skin was tanned and I could really see how perfect her tits were now. We started watching TV and continued talking. I was really trying to get my mind off of her in a sexual way. I would be so embarrassed if she knew my thoughts. She told me that she recently broke up with a guy and that she was happy to be single. I told her that I was single too. She said that she was looking forward to moving into her own place. She said, "I just want to be able to walk around naked if I want to...that's having your own place". Hearing that was a tough one for me, but I controlled myself. She asked me if I had any movies to watch. I said sure and pointed under the TV to a drawer. She went over and looked. She pulled out a porno and said, "what's this?". I was totally embarrassed. I told her that it belonged to a friend of mine and that he left it here (which was true but I don't think she bought it). She asked if we could watch it. She said that it would really make her feel like she was at college if she watched a porno. I was hesitant but agreed.

We popped in the movie and continued talking. For about 10 minutes, we almost didn't pay much attention to the movie with all our talking. As time when on, we both watched a bit more. The lights were out and I could only see her from the light from the TV. Here I was, watching a porno next to a girl that was better looking than everyone in the movie. I didn't know what she was thinking. I was doing a good job of keeping myself under control. About 15 minutes later, I saw a change in her face. She kept watching the movie but her expression just looked different. She had a more glazed look. Her eyes were glassy and weren't open as much. She also was kind of tickling her knee and lower thigh. Was she getting hot right in front of me? I asked if she wanted to keep watching. She said yes. And then...