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My name's Lance. I'm a fox and I'm 18 years old. Today's my first day of college and I can't wait. See, I'm a pretty average guy, maybe a bit on the small side: 5-foot-8-inches tall, 130 pounds, pretty skinny with very little definition. In fact, I'm probably smaller than average compared to most guys my age, except for one thing: my cock.

To be blunt, I have a giant shaft. Big for a guy my size? No. Big, period. End of story. It's the kind of dick that'll get you hard just by glancing at it - the kind of dick porn stars dream about having. In fact, I've got a few offers over the past couple years, and if I wasn't in high school at the time, I might have taken a few. But I'm proud of my self-imposed celibacy-till-college. High school was difficult enough without having to worry about sex or random blowjobs from people who would then spread rumors. Better to wait than bother with all that.

But what kind of cock gets a 15-, 16-, 17-year-old skinny fox like me offers to star in porn? A big one. Huge, by any standard.

Right now I'm in my dorm - I moved in yesterday. I have a single, one of the only ones available. I had to pay a bit extra for the privacy, but that's important - I don't want a roommate constantly slobbering over my dick.

I finished unpacking last night, so right now I'm just killing a few minutes before my first class. I look in the mirror and grin, because I haven't gotten dressed yet and I look great in my tight underwear. I decided to wear a pair of briefs today, black ones. They match the fur on my hands and feet, but they're a bit small, even for me, so they outline my package really nicely.

It's quite a package, too. First of all, like I said, I'm pretty skinny. So my cock looks extra big on me. Right now, I'm not hard, so all that bulge is sheath. The bulge is about six inches long, from the top to the bottom, and the waistband of my underwear hardly stretches over the top. See, it's not just long, it's thick, probably thicker than it really ought to be, but I don't mind. That extra thickness looks great when it slides out against my skinny belly.

See, my sheath is completely soft right now. Six inches long, two-and-a-half wide, completely flaccid. Below my sheath, I've got a pair of balls anyone would want to get their muzzles on. They're bigger than they should be, I think, since each is about three inches across. They make my dick look a little small in comparison, but that's the way I like it. In the locker rooms, nobody can believe what I'm packing.

I remember when I first realized what a big cock I had. I was a freshman in high school and it was just after gym, when everyone was getting ready to shower. I undressed and headed in, but I heard guys whispering all around me. A few of them were staring, and I thought I had something sticking to me or something. But I looked around and couldn't see anything wrong, so I just tried to ignore it. But when I got into the showers, I noticed the other guys were still checking me out.

I remember grinning like mad when I looked down at their dicks and realized why they were staring. Mine was so big in comparison! Even back then, when I wasn't even as big as I was now, I had the biggest cock I - or they - had ever seen, apparently.

I remember seeing a few guys get woodies in the showers and some even ran off to the stalls. That was the first time I realized how my big cock could play with a guy's brain.

By sophomore year, I'd figured out I was gay, which suited me fine. I had a few friends, but I never did anything with anyone, despite a few offers from some of the other boys and a few girls who heard rumors. But that's all it ever was - rumors. I figured I didn't need to worry about getting lots of sex or anything in high school, not when it could cause so much drama. I was living at home, after all. So I just contented myself with teasing the other boys in the shower. Sometimes I'd get half-hard, or even fully hard, just to see them stare at my big, juicy cock.

Sometimes in the bathroom, if there was another guy at the urinal, I'd walk up and start pissing beside them, but I'd make a big show about pulling my cock out of my sheath first. I mean, everyone has to, to avoid getting piss in their fur, but with me, I'd reach down with one of my little hands and grapple out this big monster shaft, bigger soft than they would be erect. And I'd cough or something to draw their attention, but act completely natural. Sometimes I'd shake it a little, just to show how soft it was.

Once in a while I would pull my balls out too, and just let them hang out over my pants. That usually got the guys hard, even if they didn't want to. But my cock is irresistible - it's just so damn big, even the straight guys get off on it. I can see it in their eyes when I grin at them, completely innocent. The most fun was teasing the jocks that way: the big, manly guys who thought they were the complete shit. One look at my dick, though, and they'd get hard and think about nothing but sucking me off.

The best part of teasing a guy in the bathroom was stuffing my package back in my pants. Their eyes would follow my fuzzy white sheath as I pushed my cock back into my pants and zipped them up. I usually wore a big t-shirt, sweater, or jacket to hide my bulge, since it could get pretty obscene, especially if I got a hard on. Those guys' eyes would get so wide when I had to stretch my underwear around my balls and sheath to fit them back in. I loved it.

I never tried to be mean about teasing guys, or be a bitch or anything, but it was just such a turn on for me, to show off to these random people and make them harder than they'd ever been before, just by showing them a few inches of fox-cock.

I remember one time a guy started stroking himself in the showers. I was pretty tired after gym that day and went into the showers without planning anything ahead of time. I ended up getting in there later than everyone else, so I was the last one left from my class. There was only one other guy at the time. I was soaping up and washing my fur when I noticed this lion off in one corner. See, all the showers then were the kind where the nozzles pointed out in a circle from a central spigot, so you usually ended up facing someone else.

I guess he got a good eyeful of my sheath and balls and got a stiffy, because after a few minutes of me showering across from this lion, he went off to a different shower to rinse, one of the ones facing the wall. He was a big guy, very strong-looking. Probably on the football team, but I didn't follow sports so I couldn't know for sure.

I turned my head and grinned as I focused on getting a little hard. It was easy to do because the warm water was really relaxing, and I felt pretty good after the big run in gym.

On a side note, running with a package like mine can be pretty painful, so I always wore an extremely tight pair of briefs to gym class, just to keep it from swinging around too much. Putting them on before and after gym was always pretty fun to do.

Anyways, I felt a few inches of cock slide out of my sheath. Even with the showers running, I could hear the lion's gasp as he saw what was happening. He probably couldn't believe what he was seeing - some skinny young fox sporting the biggest dick he'd ever seen, and I wasn't even hard yet.

I let a few more inches come out. Now, I've got a six-inch sheath when I'm soft. When I get hard, I can get up to eleven inches. One time I got myself really, really hard, and almost hit a foot. But right now, with the hot water sliding over my skinny body, I just felt really good, so I let myself get hard pretty quick. I have pretty good control over my cock, which is nice when I want to put on a show.

My little exhibition was really messing with this lion. I could tell he was a jock. He was probably really popular with the girls in school. But here he was, getting a woody from looking at another guy's cock. I loved it.

My cock was about eight inches now and still pretty soft. I made a show of soaping up my thighs, then I innocently lifted my cock and pulled it back so I could soap up the fur on my balls. Bending my cock back proved I still wasn't hard. I glanced at the lion, but he didn't notice - he was too busy staring at my package.

I leaned back and pushed my hips out a little bit. It was a really nice sight: a big, slick cock, jutting out almost nine, ten inches now. In fact, my cock was almost as long as my body was wide, from front to back. So it looked absolutely enormous on me. I rotated my hips up a little bit, just to make it bounce in the water, and looked back over at the lion.

He saw me look at him this time and turned away, but I could see his fingers sliding over his front. His elbow was moving, even though his back was to me now and his tail was between his legs. I grinned and waited for him to look back, watching out the corner of my eye.

When he finally did, I gripped the base of my cock and stroked it a few times, as if I was washing myself. But really, I was just trying to get myself a bit harder, so that my knot would start to form. My knot is absolutely amazing, the way it'll squeeze out of my sheath like a golf ball out of a garden hose. Really gets the guys going, when that happens, even back then when I wasn't as big as I am now.

But this lion doesn't last that long. He sees my fingers wrapping around my cock - they don't even wrap around all the way because I'm so thick - and stroking myself a few times, and getting even larger. That does it for him and he waddles out of the showers, paws in front, trying to hide his woody from me.

I laughed after he'd left and quickly finished showering and left. I had just finished getting dressed when I saw the lion again, coming from the direction of the stalls. He was looking down at his feet as he headed for his locker. I closed my locker door loudly, making him look up, a very embarrassed look on his face.

I gave him the biggest shit-eating grin I could, pulled my baseball cap firmly around my ears, grabbed my backpack, and walked out of the locker room. Man, I knew I was a complete tease, but it was so funny seeing those guys get uncontrollable urges to jack off when they got a load of my shaft.

I wiggled my hips in front of my mirror, smiling at the memory. I watched as my package jiggled back and forth as I swayed my hips. Damn, it looked huge right now. But since I was in college, I didn't feel too worried about finding a guy or two... or three... to give me a blowjob now and then. I was kind of looking forward to it. I still had a few emails from the porno guys... I was thinking about paying for college that way. Maybe just a couple, and ones where I wouldn't show my face, just give the camera a nice, big jerk off session, take a few grand, and go home. That would be alright.

I grabbed a pair of jeans out of my dresser and pulled them on, carefully zipping up around my balls and sheath. I'd learned the hard way to take my time, and I winced at the thought. Ouch. I grinned and looked at myself in the mirror again.

I hoped I wasn't vain, but I knew I probably was. But I looked so damn good! My skinny little hips, snug in a pair of tight blue jeans going nicely with my dark red fur, and my smooth, flat, white-furred belly, and then, of course, the massive bulge in the front straining the zipper.

I closed the snap on the back of the jeans over the tail and grinned at myself in the mirror as I buttoned the front. College is going to be fun.