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From: DrLucky13@hotmail.com (Dr. Lucky 13)
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Subject: {ASSM} TOMMY TRIUMPHANT - I (FFF/M, reluc., cfnm, hj)
Date: Tue,  5 Mar 2002 20:10:15 -0500
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Tommy Triumphant
by Dr. Lucky 13

a.
It was about five in the afternoon on Sunday when there was a knock on
Tommy Owen's door. It was light, but quick and persistent.  Though he
first tried to ignore it, the exhausted but conscientious Freshman at
last got up from his desk, where he was going over his science notes
and trying not to think about the night before, to answer it.

Though he still looked young, fair and handsome, Tommy also looked
fatigued. He hadn't slept in almost 36 hours. When he got back to his
dorm room, well after midnight, he was still terribly frazzled about
what he had seen and heard at the OX fraternity smoker Saturday night.
Of course he could not sleep. Nothing at his small high school in
Kansas had prepared him for this.

Exactly one month into his university existence, Tommy had finally
been introduced to the reality of college life.  It was full of sex. 
He didn't know how to respond.  Last night, he couldn't keep himself
from responding.

Fortunately, by the time he got back to campus, Tommy had lost most of
the massive, guilty erection which caused him such discomfort in his
pants and his consciousness that he had to flee the fraternity party
in shame. But his huge, heavy blond balls still ached blue from lust
unleashed, and his mind was in turmoil.

The high quality, clandestine videos the OX brothers showed him rocked
his na ve world. Seeing those two attractive girls he didn't even know
doing such bad things (and having such bad things done to them!) was
wicked enough.  But to see his sweet, goodhearted, slightly goofy
24-year old R.A., Daphne Cooke! Doing ...that! Despite his attempts to
think otherwise as he lay alone in his bed, Tommy could only replay
the pornographic images of the gorgeous graduate student's naked body,
the naked lust on her face, somehow looking like Daphne yet someone
else totally different as well, a good girl gone bad, a defeated
damsel making docile eye contact with a gloating frat boy,
submissively sucking his boldly huge erection, before losing total
control and getting fucked hard to a series of violent orgasms!

As he lay there all night, Tommy's mind rerunning the sight of his
supposedly respectable R.A. revealed as a secret cocksucker again and
again, his sinful serpent responded, filling his white
Fruit-of-the-Loom briefs, which felt increasingly constricting and
very uncomfortable. Cramped below his tight waistband and throbbing,
Tommy finally gave in and removed the BVDs, letting his huge hard-on
spring upward and onto his belly.  But lying there naked was a
different type of torture, his mammoth manhood stiff on his stomach
like a hefty slab of kielbasa, its repressed owner unwilling to
sinfully pleasure himself, building sperm and semen and frustration
and exhaustion but never any sleep.

At 7 a.m., still sleepless, Tommy finally got out of bed, mind still
racing, colossal boner still raging.  Making sure no one else was up
so early on a Sunday morning, he wrapped himself loosely in an
oversized towel and walked to the community bathroom, where, thankful
for the urinal, he took an enormously long piss.  His erection
lessened.  It was a relief.  But even after a cold shower, his penis
still felt very heavy and sensitive.  Tommy wished he'd been able to
have a wet dream, so he would stop thinking such dirty thoughts.

Despite constant temptation to do so, Tommy never masturbated.  He was
a Baptist virgin who felt guilty about his extraordinarily large penis
- his mother had made several disapproving comments when he was a very
young boy - as well as the immoral thoughts he constantly had to push
out of his mind. Though he never touched himself, Tommy had
experienced about two dozen nocturnal emissions in his life, the
result of so many sublimated sexual thoughts. Though he would try to
reject these thoughts during the day, at night they would rise up in
his dreams and fulfill his secret fantasies to the point of no return,
until he reached an awakening awash in spurted stickiness. Tommy had
hoped something like that might happen last night, but he could never
sleep for it to do so.

The day passed in a blur. He went to the cafeteria for breakfast and
later in the morning went to church, where the lovely Sigma Gamma
sophomore Marybeth Allen asked him with genuine concern what was
wrong. He went to lunch, then the library, but it seemed as if there
were pretty girls everywhere.  Some tried to make eye contact with
him, including a very sexy blonde named Shelly from one of his
classes, who smiled and winked knowingly at Tommy. Continually
distracted, he simply couldn't concentrate.

So he went back to his room and studied. There, Tommy got two phone
calls. One was from his parents, who said he sounded tired. The other
was from Rob, the pledge recruiter at OX, who had the gall to ask if
he had a good time the night before, and whether he might be
interested in joining OX. Tommy was appalled by his nerve, considering
Rob had been the wicked video's aggressive frat boy, the one who
practically forced Daphne Cooke to suck his huge penis! Tommy said
he'd have to think about it, but said it in a way that you could tell
the answer was no. Rob laughed and said, "We have ways of making you
change your mind, big guy! Have fun! We'll be...in touch."

"What is that supposed to..." Tommy started to say, but Rob had hung up.

So it was late that afternoon and Tommy was bone tired but helplessly
horny, yet feeling guilty and frustrated, too, when he answered the
door and was very, very surprised to see three good-looking young
women dressed casually and looking mischievous outside his door. He
recognized one of them, Shelly Cox, the freshman blonde from the
library earlier in the day.  She had quickly become a very popular
little sister at OX...for exactly all the reasons the snippy gossip
about the young hottie suggested. She was in Tommy's Civil War history
class, and had a smart but very pretty mouth, with a lot of lip both
literally and figuratively, and a great smile. Shelly's longish blond
hair fell past her shoulders, and her naturally curvy body was clearly
in excellent physical shape from good genes.

But the older girls he didn't recognize, and if he had, he would have
been more suspicious. They were Erica Clemens and Jennifer Tarlton,
two senior sisters at Sigma Nu Nu, which, unbeknownst to Tommy, was
also known on campus as "the slut sorority" - a little unfair,
perhaps, but members had less of an uptight attitude about sex than
some of the other Greek girls: One of their secret sorority songs was
"Girls Just Wanna Get Fucked," sung to the similar Cindy Lauper tune.
Though 'slut sorority' might have been a little strong, all the Sigma
Nu Nu sisters were more up front about what they wanted than the
average co-ed, and a few of them were fairly obsessive about sex. Like
Erica and Jennifer -- as Tommy Owens was about to find out.

b.
"Tommy Owens?" said the striking brunette girl with dark eyes and nice
skin who was obviously the leader. She wore a short black leather
skirt without stockings and a tight white sleeveless T-Shirt, showing
off her trim but muscular legs and arms and healthy looking breasts.
Before he even had a chance to respond, she said, "I'm Erica Clemens
and we'd like to talk to you. This is Jennifer Tarlton. I think you
know Shelly, right?"

"Uhhhh, I'm kind of tired...." Tommy said awkwardly, but the hard-bodied
Erica just pushed her way past him and into the room.  The other two
girls followed, Shelly giggling and rushing through, while the
intellectual-looking Jennifer momentarily made warm, amiable eye
contact through her smart girl glasses.

With her air of control, Erica stood apart from the other two. Not
only because she had a darker complexion, with thick dark hair that
fell down along her shoulders and brown eyes, but because the tall and
slender girl was just so much more assertive in her presence. Not to
mention the great tone and shape she showed from jogging and lifting
light weights. Her legs were awesome.

"Jennifer and I are sisters at Sigma Nu Nu," Erica said, like that
meant something. There was so much Tommy didn't know. He didn't know
Erica was a repressed type A personality all through high school,
carrying a lot of anger, who gradually became more of a sexually
aggressive woman after losing her virginity unspectacularly at her
high school prom. Her life changed permanently after she got fucked by
a OX brother her sophomore year, and her repression and anger faded
with the pleasure of multiple orgasms. Now an assertive young woman
and business major with a 3.5 Dean's List average, Erica also needed
sex on average at least that many times a week. She was a regular at
the OX frat house, enthusiastically humping several of the most horse
hung brothers, and a star, unbeknownst to her, in several of their
secret videos -
including a recent classic where the strong willed sorority sister
begins a blow job, but assists the lucky recipient into coaxing an
inexperienced Sigma Nu pledge to finish the job. She was at the party
the night before. Tommy just didn't see her.

But now Erica was in Tommy's tiny apartment with her fetching
co-conspirators, the still giggling Shelly and the more sedate
Jennifer, who was looking all around his Spartan dorm room. The tired
but always polite Tommy could only step back out of the way, looking
at the young women warily, in weary and whimsical disbelief,
completely clueless about what was going to happen.

"Hi Tommy! Wait'll you see how much fun we're going to have!" Shelly
said teasingly. Dressed in a low cut blue blouse and tight jeans, she
was the pure prettiest of the three nice-looking girls. She still had
the freshness of youth, with bright blue eyes complimenting an oval
face, great cheekbones and full lips. Shelly also had the largest
breasts of the trio.

Shelly and Tommy noticed each other on the first day of their Civil
War class, though he did nothing about it.
Though she couldn't help but spot his bulge, after talking to Tommy
once, Shelly could tell he was impossibly square.  Still, when she
heard from an OX brother on the baseball team about how well hung
Tommy truly was, she paid closer attention.  He seemed like such a
nice guy, and really good looking, so it didn't take much convincing
to make her want to be part of his most worthy cock's coming out
party.  Which was exactly what the OX brothers hoped for when they
"casually" mentioned the Sigma Nu Nu plan to her.

The OX brothers loved Shelly. Literally. She was an 18-year old
knockout who started fucking as a sophomore in high school and hadn't
stopped. After only two days on campus, she heard about OX - "You have
to be hung like an ox to get into OX," the saying went -- and
immediately gravitated to them. Within a week, she had fucked a few of
the well-hung brothers, and now the fraternity treated the hot blonde
like spun gold.

Only a month into her freshman year, Shelly was already a notorious
presence on campus, more than she realized, though poor na ve Tommy
was not aware.   But even if he had been, he still would have been
shocked to hear that Shelly had eagerly accepted the important job of
measuring Tommy's cock with the legendary OX tape measure, to get his
length both hard and soft. She had the special tape measure, rolled
up, in the back pocket of her tight jeans.

"Hi Shelly...Uh, what are you doing here?" Tommy asked stupidly as the
girls began to flit around his small room, seemingly purposelessly,
leaning against his old brown couch, sitting on his bed, looking at
his books, moving around his papers, totally taking over his space.
For the first time, he wished his roommate hadn't dropped out after a
week. Shelly leaned forward, her blue blouse showing lots of cleavage,
her butt tight in her jeans.

"That's for us to know and you to find out," Shelly said
mischievously. "Right Erica?"

"We've been sent by OX," Erica said commandingly, standing behind his
couch, her hands on the back cushion as if making a formal
declaration, a 21-year old sexy senior talking with mature authority
to a hunky but overmatched 18-year old novice.

"What?! Why?" Tommy sputtered, shocked.

"Why don't you sit down?" Jennifer asked gently, the second senior
sorority sister speaking for the first time. She was another leggy
brunette, more willowy than the other girls, with a ponytail, and also
21. She wore small wire glasses, a short cream skirt with a bright
yellow blouse, and had smaller breasts than the other girls.  She
moved gracefully and seemed smart.  Tommy wanted to like her.

Jennifer was smart, and always exuded an air of genial friendliness
because at heart she was a very good person.  A voracious reader, she
consumed magazines like Time and Mademoiselle in equal measure, and
had learned much about pleasing and enjoying men.  Jennifer had a
fairly well-endowed steady boyfriend at Theta Phi, the nice guy frat,
but, naturally curious, she had always been interested in seeing large
dicks, ever since sneaking peeks at her older sister's Playgirl mags
as a young teen.

When her Sigma Nu sisters started whispering about undressing that
sweet and All-American looking young hunk she saw on the baseball
field during one of her outfielder boyfriend Rich's practices,
Jennifer was surprised to find she couldn't help but volunteer to
undress him.  Thinking how the homespun Kansas boy might be shy and
reluctant but unable to hide his lust around such sexy women was a
real turn-on for her ....as long as Rich, her boyfriend never found out.

"Relax, Tommy," Jennifer continued, levelly, pleasantly, looking him
in the eye.  "We just want to talk to you about OX."

"It's the best frat!" Shelly enthused, one knee up on his bed. "It has
the most popular guys!"

"Come on, Tommy, sit down," Jennifer said again, nicely, smiling,
putting her hand lightly on his arm. Tommy liked her. She had warm
brown eyes and was very feminine. She was more mature and seemed much
less aggressive, much more reasonable. "We just want to talk to you
for a little bit about OX," she said, oh-so-sensibly, gently guiding
him down to his couch. "They like you, and are sorry you had to leave
last night."

"Okay," Tommy said uncertainly. 

He sat on his brown couch, and Jennifer sat down next to him. Very
close. He could smell her. She smelled nice. He felt a stirring. Erica
leaned over the back of the couch and held her perfumed head very
close to his, saying "We all like you, Tommy," in a lilting voice.

Both these women were very attractive and very sensually alluring with
their smells and the sensual air about them. They were different than
Shelly, who was more of a girl and radiated pure sex.  Tommy glanced
nervously over to Shelly.  She was looking blatantly at his crotch,
with an expression on her face that he couldn't quite define but made
him more than a little uneasy. Despite himself, Tommy felt a familiar
feeling flow below his belly.

"I think you should go," Tommy said, his voice rising but not sounding
like his own. "I'm tired."

"That's why you need to relax," Jennifer said.

"I'm trying," Tommy said, lamely.

Erica stood up and snorted, "Enough with this relax shit. Let's see
what this boy's got to offer."

"Okay!" Shelly said brightly.  She suddenly slid right next to Tommy
on the couch, so he had Jennifer on one side and Shelly on the other
while Erica again leaned in behind him, hands firmly on his shoulders.
Shelly exuded sheer sexuality. Then she took it a step further. "We
want to take off your pants and see your very large penis, Tommy,"
Shelly mock-whispered in a lisping little-girl's voice, loudly enough
for all to hear.

It was the most shocking thing Tommy had ever heard, and he couldn't
help but involuntarily squirm in his seat, like someone tickled his
butt.  Speechless, he looked to Jennifer, whom he had started to
trust.

"It's true, Tommy.  We've been sent here to measure your allegedly
enormous phallus," Jennifer acknowledged reasonably, like they were
still just having a regular conversation. "Now, let's get those pants
off, shall we?"

c.
"What!?!" Tommy said, shocked and offended, hearing far more than he
ever had expected. He moved to stand up from the couch, get away from
these girls, maybe run out of his room. But as he did, from behind,
the aggressive Erica grabbed him around the neck, playfully but
firmly, and pulled him back down. As he turned to look at her and say
something in protest, she kissed him hard on the lips. "Mmmmmmm!" is
all Tommy could say, as her hot tongue darted into his shocked open
mouth.

Simultaneously and quick as a wink, the sexy 18-year old Shelly and
the deceptively sweet sorority sister Jennifer grabbed at his pants.
As Erica continued kissing him, Tommy's arms flailed, absolutely taken
aback by the seemingly more trustworthy sorority sister's hands taking
firm hold inside his Levis' pockets, while Shelly unbuckled his belt
with the speed of an expert slut.

"This is all going to happen very fast, Tommy," Jennifer noted calmly,
gripping his pockets, as Shelly opened the belt of the prone freshman
before he could really grasp it happening. Once Shelly scrabbled to
get at his button, however, it was like a lightening bolt.   They were
really stripping him!

"Mmmwaaahhhhh," Tommy gasped desperately as he partially pulled away
from Erica's warm, fragrant embrace and wet continuing kiss.   He
rolled a bit to escape, slipping from Shelly's grasp, but not
Jennifer's.
The cunning sorority sister adroitly held onto one pocket and grabbed
the tip of his zipper, keeping him off balance.  With Jennifer nimbly
holding tight, Tommy pulled away but unzipped all five inches of fly
on his already loosened blue jeans, which were now held up only by a
single Levi's metal button.  They were also noticeably bulging,
despite his wishes otherwise

"You should be happy that pretty girls want to see you all naked,"
Shelly said insistently, now holding on to one of his belt loops,
trying to keep him on the couch, still trying to get at his button.

"Come on! Stop it!" the handsome blond boy yelled, almost laughing in
a panic, scrambling to get fully out of Erica's embrace and starting
to stand up.  But his feet were unsteady.  He was exhausted, near
swooning, knowing that he needed to get away but feeling a weird
surging feeling to his loins, knowing these wild women wanted to strip
him and expose his hidden serpent....

No! He had to get away! "Come on! Let me go!" Tommy said loudly, his
voice breaking.

But the two girls held on adamantly to his jeans as Tommy tried to
stand, so he lurched upwards awkwardly. As he did, Erica leaned
forward and put her arms around Tommy's waist until her hands were
clasped in front of his stomach. "Hey boy, you're not going anywhere,"
she mocked as he struggled to right himself.

Exhausted physically and mentally, Tommy tried to regain his balance.
But, in less than an instant, Erica's dexterous fingers were at the
front of his jeans and swiftly, skillfully unbuttoning them.

As he set his bearings, Tommy felt secure that he was starting to
regain control, and could wrench his way out of their grasp. But the
girls were much more aggressive than he ever imagined, and he didn't
move nearly fast enough.  Jennifer still had a vice grip hold on one
of his pockets and Shelly was notching two belt loops, while, from
behind, the audacious Erica slipped her fingers inside both the Levi's
and the waistband of his white cotton briefs.

With Tommy's belt unbuckled, his Levi's button open, and the fly
unzipped, there was no contest. As Tommy tried to stand up, all three
girls pulled down - HARD! - Erica emitting a female war cry - and the
na ve lad's last hopes of escape were erased.  The three aggressive
gals pulled down both Tommy's jeans and briefs to mid-thigh in the
split second it took for him to stand, as, in a cruel irony, he
inadvertently helped cause his own exposure.

Tommy stood up, overwhelmed and unrealizing, but felt his underwear's
waistband catch for the briefest of instants on his still-veiled
manhood, and then, in a gasp, it was gone. The female trio
spontaneously screamed a unified victory cry as the bashful Baptist
boy's massive schlong sprang free, flopping forward and out with a
sudden declaration of force, like a fat piece of circumcised salami
ripped raw from a flimsy plastic bag.

"Boing! Tommy loses!" Shelly squealed joyously, obviously impressed by
the size of embarrassed lad's heavily hanging baloney pony.

"I can't believe this!!!" Tommy sputtered stupidly, frozen in time and
place, unable to stop himself from taking in the moment, seeing his
impressive organ unexpectedly exposed in the cool air and wagging
impudently, as if somehow separate from him, very large and already
slightly swollen. Plump from being partially engorged with blood, but
not even close to full erection, Tommy's boner-to-be was already at
least a good eight inches, heavy and sausage-like, with a very large
pink head. The girls cheered.

"Whoooo, it's a biggie!" Jennifer proclaimed enthusiastically, the
excitement of the moment short-circuiting her vocabulary skills
somewhat. "He's hung like a horse!"

"Oh my god!" Tommy exclaimed in a numbed moment, trying awkwardly to
struggle forward, grabbing at both his shocked consciousness and his
suddenly stripped pants -- while at the same time trying to cover his
sizeable dong.  It was dangling and dancing provocatively in unwanted
exposure, but he could feel it undeniably stiffening, getting even
bigger. How could this be happening! He had to get away!

But all the girls kept teaming up on him, pulling down his pants as he
squirmed and protested profusely, making his fat cock waggle and blond
balls bounce. Tommy's open-belted jeans and boyish BVDs were ripped
below his knees, to his ankles, by Jennifer and Shelly, as Erica,
stronger than he could have imagined, grabbed at his muscular biceps
and held him hard.

"We see your huge cock!" Erica hissed victoriously in his ear, causing
Tommy to struggle more desperately.  His thickening prick thwacked
against his leg once, then got momentarily tangled in Shelly's hair as
she emitted a girlish scream.  The wispy sensation of her hair against
the head of his penis was indescribable.
He felt embarrassed and humiliated yet aroused, knowing how large he
would become before the three pretty girls. Knowing they wanted to see
him, Tommy's increasingly engorged penis surged noticeably upward,
fighting gravity, starting to throb just a little.

"He's popping a boner!" Shelly squealed with delight, sending Tommy
into a panicked frenzy, his struggles becoming that of a more wildly
desperate male, his massive cock now slapping lewdly back and forth
against himself like a garden hose unheld with the water turned full
on.  But it was the blood surging to Tommy's big dick that was turned
full on, the involuntary plumping passion of his imperiled penis,
which clearly had a mind of its own.

"Shelly! Don't look at me!" he pleaded desperately, almost comically.
But this only stirred the female blood, and the girls all gave an
all-out war cry, laughing, pushing against him, already off-balance. 
Tommy fell clumsily backwards into his soft brown couch, his
increasingly engorged cock a more commanding presence by the moment.

Tommy was feeling a rush of feelings, most of them shock. He was
astonished that it had all happened so quickly, in less than 30
seconds (17 to be precise). He was even more alarmed that his huge
organ had been exposed by and for the good looking girls. But he was
shocked most of all by how incredibly excited he felt by it, feeling
the blood rushing to his member in quickening heartbeats, causing his
cock to swell proudly upwards.

"He's huge! And he's not even half-hard!" Jennifer observed, and all
the girls whooped it up, as Tommy, his mind beginning to catch up to
the events, protested, sputtering, "Stop this! Stop!"

But Tommy couldn't keep his thickening prick from surging with blood
lust as it lurched from his lap, growing larger by the moment and
rising to defy gravity, short circuiting the confines of his mind.  He
listened to the girls howl happily, half hard now, and at that moment
he saw himself, a Baptist boy bared for their amusement, helplessly
na ve to their aggressive ways, totally exposed to them in ways more
than one, growing by the instant...

"Girls! Stop! This is wrong!" Tommy said desperately, trying to turn
into the couch on his side to hide himself and his shamefully
expanding prong.  But quick as a cat, the now audacious Jennifer
grabbed down among his blond pubes and gripped his cock, gripped the
thickening staff at its root above his big balls.  One hand braced
against his still shirted shoulder, she sat right up against him, a
pretty young co-ed clothed, next to a handsome young man with his
pants around his ankles, a comical sight but for the hugeness of the
young man's penis.

"Don't move," Jennifer said, grinning, looking him in the eye. "It'll
hurt."

"Oh god!" he exclaimed, ashamed, looking into the emboldened eyes of
the intellectual bespectacled sorority gal gripping his thickening
prick, more than half hard now and expanding quickly, as Tommy's heart
raced and every heartbeat engorged his organ more and more. The head
of his cock swelled, huge and purple, pointed and pronounced.  All the
girls were watching, as if in awe. Erica came from around behind the
couch, and knelt before him.

"He's huge," Erica said softly, fascinated. "He's as big as anybody on
campus right now. Keep pumping Jennifer."

Tommy moaned, losing himself to lust as the lovely lass pumped up his
penis, loosening her grip and tightening it, whispering a smart girl's
words of praise in his ear, turning him on, helping him grow bigger,
faster, more, making the darkening pink cock head swell with every
squeeze, getting it immense, turning it totally purple.

Soon, Jennifer could no longer get her hand all the way around his
rigid girth.  Now hard and huge, Tommy lost the language and began
moaning in helpless pleasure as his cock reached its full size,
strength and length in record time in the sorority sister's skilled
hands.  Jennifer's expert grip fluttered up and down his muscled shaft
with appreciative squeezes, inspiring increased moans of previously
unknown bliss.

"I can't believe this is happening," Tommy groaned drunkenly, looking
down at Erica. "I must be dreaming..."

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