This is the story of how one high school teenager fucked all the pussy he ever wanted to.
Maxwell King was a high school student with money, good looks and too much free time. He transferred to Milligan High School when his father was promoted. Good old dad was a sales rep for a software firm that handled government contracts. He traveled a lot and was rarely in town for more than two days in a week. His guilt caused him to overspend on things for his son. He used the additional salary from his promotion to by a luxury home in a Cleveland suburb and gave Maxwell the master bedroom. He also gave Maxwell a Cadillac Escalade and an American Express card.
Luckily, deep down Maxwell was a good, kind hearted kid. In fact some people considered him to be rather boring. He wasn’t into alcohol or drugs. When he wasn’t playing football or working out he was reading in a library or at home watching WKRP or sports. He didn’t even have a girlfriend to waste his money.
For an all-state linebacker he was very low key. Only a few people on his team, and his math tutor truly knew him.
His math tutor soon became his best friend. Her name was Kennedy Chang. She was a cute senior at the high school who liked to wear big baggy sweat clothes. Maxwell had never seen her outside of those baggy things. He thought she might have been trying to cover up a weight problem. Maxwell really liked her eyes. She had inherited the deep inviting pools of brown from her Chinese mother. She kept the light brown hair she inherited from her White father cut about four inches below her neck. Her smile, like sunshine, could make a dark alley look like a park at 11am.
Kennedy had only two friends. Maxwell and Jenny. Jenny was a another Asian student at the high school. They were together most of the school day since they shared all their classes.
But outside of school Kennedy tutored Maxwell three times a week and even came by the house on some Sunday afternoons.
But there was one thing about Maxwell that no one knew. No one at all. If most men had was Maxwell had they would scream it at the top of their lungs and made sure every one knew. But Maxwell was a truly humble man. He really thought that for most women size didn’t matter. But Maxwell was about to find out just how full of shit a lot of women are.
The truth about Maxwell’s gigantic fat black dick was about to hit the fan. See this wasn’t just a garden variety big ol’ dick. If NASA could design a dick Maxwell’s fuck tool would be the one. It was a footlong pussy punisher, covered with frighteningly thick veins and ridges. Maxwell was born to spread tight twats open and fill gaping holes up completely.
Silly Maxwell thought most dicks were just like his. This is what happens when responsible sex education is kept away from the youth of our country.
***
Francis was home from Cleveland State University. The house was empty except for her blabber mouthed freshman sister Cindy. The year wasn’t nearly over yet and Cindy had already become the Milligan High School queen of gossip. She listened in on Francis’ phone conversation with amusement
Francis slammed the phone down. She had just found out that her college boyfriend Peter had cheated on her again. Francis was crying when her little sister came up behind her and hugged her.
“You should just dump him,” Cindy said “he’s a loser. Rumor has it he fucks crackheads.”
“I always get my heart broken. Time after time I kept taking him back. I kept believing his apologies until now. It’s over!”
Cindy had an idea. “C’mon lets go for a drive.” She grabbed the keys to dad’s corvette out of Francis‘ pocket. Francis really wasn’t in the mood to do much of anything but she agreed to go any way. Cindy was a pretty good driver for someone without a license. After a few minutes they arrived at Milligan High and got out of the car.
“Doesn’t Peter hate football?” Cindy asked.
“Yeah, He thinks all football players are stupid morons. Especially the black ones.”
“This coming from a man who fucks crackheads and pledged a fraternity where you have to get branded on the ass to get in.”
They walked up to the football practice field. There was one man running laps on the track. “See that guy right there?” Cindy said while pointing at Maxwell.
“Yeah”
“His name is Maxwell King. He’s an all state linebacker. He has a 3.5 gpa., an Escalade, a gold card Is 6’ 3”. Has no girlfriend or babies. Practically lives alone in what may as well be a mansion. And is kinda cute.”
Francis took a moment to admire his muscles and his ass. “What are you getting at?”
“This is the type of guy you should go out with. It’s sure to make Peter jealous.”
“But... he’s black”
Cindy was shocked at her sister’s uncoolness. “God Francis! Racism is so seventies. This is a nice, harmless man. You just might be surprised at the fun you could have with a nice guy.”
“Why don’t you date him?”
“I only date seniors.”
Francis began to be intrigued with Maxwell. He was cute. He had handsome muscles. Going out with him once couldn’t hurt. It would be just the thing to put Peter in her past once and for all.
“How do you know that he’ll go out with me?”
“Have you looked in the mirror lately? I guarantee you that when he is done with his workout he will come right up those stairs and ask you out. You wait here. I’ll get us a couple of cokes.”
Cindy ran off. Francis stood waiting.
***
Another mile and I’ll be done for today
, Maxwell thought to himself. As he ran past the door to the locker rooms he thought he heard a voice.
“Psst. C’mere Maxwell”
Maxwell thought he recognized the voice. He walked toward the door and saw Cindy ‘Canyonmouth’. Maxwell knew that Cindy controlled all gossip in the school.
This can’t be good.
“What’s up?” Maxwell said.
“You’re about to do yourself a favor. There’s a girl at the top of the stairs waiting for you to ask her out.”
“Who?”
“My older sister Francis. She just dumped her boyfriend and needs a nice guy like you to show her a good time.”
