Part 1 – Beauty Meets Geek
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“Miss Andrews?” said the teacher in a bored tone;
“Here,” Miley replied dryly, arching an eyebrow when she heard her full name. Only her mother called her “Millicent,” and then only when she was angry. Everyone else called her “Miley,” a nickname she had since she was a child.
As her social studies teacher turned to the other attendees, Miley’s best friend Stacy leaned over to her and whispered, “What’s wrong with Mr. Nelson? He’s such a loser. I mean, we’ve been in his class for half a year.
“I know, it’s been a while, isn’t it?” Miley replied, laughing at Stassi.
“Then what do you think I heard?” Stacey urged in a low voice, suddenly changing the subject. “Do you know that geek from our biology class, Charlie White?”
Miley knows who Charlie White is, “right?”
“I think he was hung like a donkey!”
Stacy’s announcement made Miley laugh and got the class’s attention.
“Excuse me, Miss Andrews,” the teacher intervened. “Is there something important you want to share with the class?”
“No, Mr. Nelson.” Miley shook her head, suppressing a smile and trying to keep a straight face. “Sorry, please continue participating.”
Mr. Nelson became annoyed, but returned to his monotonous role call.
“I’ll tell you after class,” Stacy whispered with a wink.
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Fifty minutes later, as the two girls walked out of the classroom and headed to their shared locker, Miley had forgotten what Stacy had said. She was happy to skip the social studies subject. Mr. Nelson must be the most boring person on the planet.
“So you see; Darla’s sister used to date her brother,” Stacy began when the two entered the hallway and could talk freely. “She saw him in the bathroom and-“
“Stacy,” Miley interrupted. “What on earth are you talking about?”
“I’m talking about Charlie. You know, that nerd? From biology?”
Miley remembered and couldn’t stop laughing: “By the way, the one you’re talking about is hung like a donkey?”
“Yeah, Darla said her sister told her she accidentally walked into the bathroom and saw Charlie naked and his dick was as big as Florida.”
When they got to the locker, Miley laughed and asked Stacy to operate the combination lock, “Oh my god, like. Charlie is a total idiot.”
“I’m just telling you what Darla said,” Stacy defended herself, annoyed that the accuracy of her gossip was being challenged.
“Whatever,” Miley replied, changing books and checking her lipstick in the dressing mirror. “I have to study English. See you at lunch?”
“see you then!”
Miley quickly left her best friend’s gossip behind and headed to her next class. It seemed like she had no interest in Charlie at all. He’s a total nerd, after all, but Miley is one of the most popular girls in school. Miley dated college boys, while Charlie probably hasn’t seen a naked girl outside of a Playboy magazine. The boys at school fawned over Miley, while the girls ignored Charlie, or worse. Despite Charlie’s penis size, the two are not socially compatible.
But when lunch arrived, Miley immediately remembered when she and Stacy were sitting in the cafeteria. Her best friend seemed obsessed.
“I wonder how big it is?” Stacey wondered.
“How big is it?”
Stacy frowned and said, “What happened to you today? You’re such an idiot.”
“Are you still talking about that Charlie guy?” Miley laughed. “Oh my god, who are you, a size queen or something?”
Both girls laughed.
“I’m just curious, you know?” Stacey thought. “Oh my god, look. There he is.”
Miley turned and Stacy pointed to the cafeteria door. Sure enough, Charlie White, the nerd in biology class, walked out of the cafeteria and toward the hallway. He was skinny, but tall, Miley thought, scruffy and awkward. He wore glasses and had brown hair and was in desperate need of a stylist and some mousse. Miley noticed that Charlie’s outfit wasn’t doing him any favors. He was wearing baggy tan slacks and a plaid button-down shirt. He’s always been Doakesville.
Miley tried, but couldn’t tell how obsessed he was with those baggy pants. “Well, if you’re so curious, I’ll ask him.” She suddenly stood up from the cafeteria table.
“Miley! Did you…” Stacy whispered, “Oh my god.” She watched helplessly as Miley left her lunch table.
Miley hurried after Charlie and caught up with him in the hallway outside the boys’ bathroom. “Hey Charlie!” she called, feeling happy.
Just as he was about to enter the bathroom, Charlie stopped and called her name. He swallowed nervously when he saw that it was Miley, the girl he hadn’t spoken to since middle school. Still, he knew exactly who Miley was. He, like the other boys in school, is obsessed with her. Here she is, wearing a pair of crisp white jeans that hug her perfect legs and a tight pink string top that highlights her dark shoulders and arms. Her dark hair is long and curly, matching Miley’s beautiful face perfectly.
“Are you talking to me?” Charlie asked, standing outside the bathroom door.
Miley finally caught up to him, her heels clicking against the hard floor of the hallway as she approached, “Yeah, it’s Charlie, isn’t it?”
Charlie swallowed, surprised that he remembered her name.
“Do you know my best friend Stacy?” Miley asked with a smile in her eyes.
Of course he knows Stacy, Charlie thought. After all, Stacy is almost as pretty as Miley, “Uh, yeah. Of course. You two are in my biology class.”
Miley nodded, “Yeah. Well, she just told me you have such a big cock.”
Charlie’s cheeks immediately turned red. No answer came to mind.
Miley smiled at him and said, “Is that true?”
“I…” Charlie stuttered awkwardly.
“I want to see,” Miley demanded, laughing and pushing Charlie back into the bathroom. He stepped back to avoid slipping and she followed him inside.
The two surprised freshmen were washing their hands at the sink. They glanced in Miley’s direction and unexpectedly found a girl in the men’s room. When Miley pointed her thumb over her shoulder at the door and said, “Get out of here, you idiots,” they quickly made their way out.
“Let’s see,” Miley instructed, closing the bathroom door.
“Excuse me?” Charlie asked confused, standing in the middle of the large toilet.
“That’s your business,” Miley clarified. “I have to see it.”
“You want to meet me…?”
“Your cock, yes. Your cock, your Johnson.” “Show me what you’ve got, big man.”
“Impossible! What’s wrong with you, are you crazy?”
“Look, Charlie, either you can put those drawers down and show me what you’ve got, or I can start spreading rumors that you’re hung over like a flea. If I do that, good luck to you. Never lose your virginity before the age of thirty.
Charlie was furious at Miley’s words. How did she know he was a virgin? The last thing he needed was more bad news about him. He had enough trouble talking to girls.
“What could that be?” Miley asked, a proud smile appearing on her beautiful face.
“Okay, okay,” Charlie sighed. He reluctantly started to unbutton his pants, “Promise me that you will look at yourself clearly and stop bothering me? You won’t spread rumors again, right?”
“I promise,” Miley said in her sweetest voice, trying to put him at ease. She had no intention of telling anyone about Charlie’s size, but boys were very easily tricked.
Charlie felt embarrassed but had no choice, he slowly took off his pants and boxers, exposing his cock.
“Oh my god,” Miley gasped, staring at Charlie’s package.
Charlie’s circumcised penis was about seven inches long, hanging between his legs. Miley could only imagine how big it would be when it was erect and was amazed by its size. In its flaccid state, Charlie’s penis was larger than most boys she had ever seen when fully aroused! His skin was smooth and a prominent vein ran along Charlie’s cock. His testicles hung loose, and the surrounding pubic hair was scraggly and cropped.
“Good heavens, Charlie, how could a skinny guy like you carry such a monster in your midst?”
Charlie was still feeling embarrassed, and he quickly pulled up his pants, “You’ve got your look, don’t bother me anymore, okay?”
Miley didn’t want him to leave. She wanted to keep watching, she wanted to see him stand up straight, “Charlie, wait! I-“
Charlie ran past him to the door, fumbling with the lock.
Miley tried to stop him, “Charlie, it’s okay, please…”
Charlie disappeared down the hall, leaving Miley in the middle of the boys bathroom, she was shocked by what she saw. It wasn’t until someone came in and gave her a weird look that Miley came to her senses and left the bathroom.
The rest of the day was a blur for Miley, she was having a hard time concentrating. It was like Charlie’s big cock was burned into her brain and that was all she could think about. It wasn’t until the last shared biology class of the day that Stacy was finally able to meet her best friend. Luckily, they were lab mates, seated at a small table in the back of the classroom. They could talk quietly in class.
“Miley, where have you been?” Stacy asked, sitting down next to her best friend. “I’ve been texting you all afternoon. What’s wrong with Charlie?”
“Huh?” Miley asked confused, “Oh, I forgot to charge my phone last night.” She looked across the room to where Charlie was sitting. He avoided eye contact with her.
“Brilliantly?” Stacey added, “What happened?”
“I saw it,” Miley admitted candidly.
“Oh my god!” Stacey whispered. “Did you see his stuff?!?”
Miley nodded simply, “He showed me this in the bathroom.”
“I can’t believe it, you’re such a bitch!” Stacey laughed.
“I’m not!” Miley suddenly woke up in shock after hearing this shocking accusation. “You know as well as I do that I’m still a virgin.” Then she added, “Technically.”
“Whatever. You make me masturbate more than a porn star,” Stacy teased.
Miley smiled, unable to argue with the accusation, “Well, I have to do something to keep the boys interested, right?”
The biology teacher started the class, but the girls kept talking quietly.
“So, big?” Stacy whispered anxiously.
“This is big,” Miley gushed.
“Really? How big is it?”
“Like, bigger than any dick I’ve ever seen. And it’s soft, so when it’s erect, it must be a monster.”
Stacey laughed and said, “I can’t believe he showed it to you. Did you touch it?”
“No!” Miley whispered. “Absolutely not.”
“Oh my god, who would have thought?” Stacey thought. “A total idiot like Charlie White has a cock.”
The two girls giggled and talked in low voices. But Miley couldn’t stop looking at Charlie. She couldn’t get the image of his penis out of her mind. She wanted to see it again. She wanted to see it erect, just to satisfy her curiosity about how big it was. Miley has always been fascinated by men’s penises. She loves giving her daters handjobs and satisfying them when they beg her for sex. She loves the feeling of them getting hard in her hands and feeling in complete control when a man is about to cum.
The class seemed to drag on, like it was the last class. When the bell rang hours later, Miley quickly packed up her things and told Stacy she would call her later. After a brief stop at her locker, Miley hurried to where the bus was being loaded. She was looking for Charlie. She wanted to see the monster between his legs again. Just one look, she told herself.
She saw him getting ready to get on the bus and waved, “Charlie! Hey Charlie!”
Charlie turned around, his expression turning weird when he saw who it was.
“Charlie, wait a minute. Can I take you home?”
“Do you want to give me a ride?” Charlie looked skeptical.
“Yeah. Look, I’m sorry I stranded you in the bathroom. Should I tell you? My car’s right over there,” Miley pointed toward the student parking lot.
Charlie seemed hesitant and doubtful. The popular kids were never nice to him, and if they were, it was usually only to tease him or play pranks on him.
Miley noticed his confusion and said, “No tricks, seriously.”
“Okay,” Charlie finally agreed. If it was anyone else, Charlie would have ignored them and gotten in the car. But he’s had a crush on Miley since sixth grade.
Clicking the car alarm on her pink key chain, Miley’s little BMW beeped, opened the door, and said, “Get in.”
“Wow. Is this your car?” Charlie asked, impressed.
“Yeah, my stepdad bought it for me two years ago when I was 16 and got my driver’s license. He’s always trying to buy my love. Isn’t that great?”
“Yeah, it’s really good.”
“So, almost earlier…” Miley said after getting directions to Charlie’s house. “My nose is really runny today. I didn’t mean to make you feel so embarrassed.”
“You’re not doing so well,” Charlie lamented. “Looks like I don’t feel like such a big freak anymore.”
“Freak? Why do you think that is?” Miley looked at Charlie as she drove, “You mean your big thing?”
“Yeah, it’s huge, it’s embarrassing.”
“Jesus,” Miley said, smiling, “you shouldn’t be embarrassed. Most people would kill to have something this big.”
“Really?” Charlie asked.
“Are you kidding me? Of course! See, honey, when a girl says she doesn’t care how big it is, she’s probably lying. You know, unless she’s a little midget or something.”
“So all girls like big… things?” Charlie wondered.
Miley nodded and turned down a side street, “Uh-huh. Well, most girls I know are like that. I mean…always gossiping about who’s up to something and who’s not. What do you think girls have to talk about when the guy isn’t around?”
“I don’t know,” Charlie sighed. “Most of the girls at school don’t talk to me when I’m around.”
Miley took another look at Charlie and felt sympathy for him. She arrived at his house and suddenly realized how hard life was at school for the unpopular kids. Charlie seems like a nice guy. Sure, he has a challenging outfit, is a little skinny and wears annoying glasses, but that doesn’t mean he’s ugly or unlikable.
“So, listen, do you think I could come in for a minute?”
“Do you want to come in? Come to my house?” Charlie asked in surprise.
“By the way, your parents aren’t home, are they?”
Charlie shook his head: “No, they are working.”
“Can you show me one more time?” Miley asked, her tone direct but innocent.
“You, you want to…?” Charlie stuttered.
Miley nodded, “Yeah. But only if you want to. I mean, if you want, I’ll show you my boobs – that’s fair. It’s like a done deal. No cameras or tricks or anything.”
The hottest and most popular girl in school wants to see Charlie’s cock and show him her tits. He couldn’t believe it was true. There was no way he could refuse such an offer. In a few minutes Charlie and Miley were back in their room. She looked around and found some hope. They like the usual nerd stuff like Star Wars and comic books, but other than that, Charlie has some cool posters of her favorite music artists.
“Great, do you like Jay-Z?”
“Well, yes.” Charlie nodded and put his school bag aside. “That’s great.”
Miley picked up the Chewbacca action figure and looked at it as closely as if she were looking at an alien artifact.
“So, umm, what do we do?” Charlie asked, more nervous than he had ever been in his life.
“Well, I guess I owe you one,” Miley replied, setting Chewbacca down and taking off her tight pink top. Underneath is a matching bra.
Charlie almost fell over. Miley looked perfect with her slim waist and toned body. She was tanned and her skin was flawless. Miley put her hands behind her back and unhooked her bra. It came off her breast and she let it fall slowly from her chest…teasingly…until Charlie felt like he was about to die from holding his breath for too long. She let the bra fall to the floor and Miley’s breasts were suddenly exposed, two perfect mounds capped by soft pink nipples;
Miley ran a hand through her long dark hair and puffed out her chest, “Hmmm? Are you going to stand there, or are you going to take off your pants?”
Charlie groped her waist and looked at Miley carefully. She could have told herself to jump off a skyscraper then and she probably would have done it. Never in a million years did she think Miley Andrews would be alone in her bedroom, let alone topless. Charlie kicked off his shoes, pushed his baggy pants and boxers to the floor and took them off. He didn’t even realize he had an erection, he was so distracted by the sight of her naked breasts.
Miley gasped for the second time that day. It had to be nine inches long, maybe more! Amazing. She stood staring, as Charlie stood stunned by her side.
“It’s huge,” Miley whispered.
“You’re beautiful,” Charlie whispered.
Miley smiled at that. She had heard these things from many boys before, but never said so sincerely. It was so nice coming from someone who actually meant it and not a jock who just wanted to get his pants on. It wasn’t what Charlie said, it was the tone in which he said it.
“Charlie, do you mind if I… can I touch it?”
Charlie widened his eyes and nodded in agreement.
“Why don’t you sit on the bed?” Miley suggested, kneeling on the plush carpet. As Charlie sat down, she tried to wrap her fist around the middle of his penis, but when she grabbed it, the tips of her thumb and middle finger couldn’t make contact, “Oh my god Charlie, this thing is amazing.”
“I’m glad you like it.”
Beautiful blue eyes looked up at him, “Can I touch you gently?”
“Yeah, right,” Charlie agreed, still shocked that there was a topless Miley in his room. Now she puts her hand on his erection and wants to masturbate him!
Miley slid Charlie’s cock up and down a few times in a sliding motion. Each time her hand passed the bulge of his penis, it twitched. To her surprise, surprise, it grew even firmer as she paid attention.
“It went really hard, like cement,” Miley commented. “Have you ever had a girl masturbate you before?”
Charlie nodded and blushed.
“I can’t believe I’m the first one to touch this cock,” Miley’s voice was full of desire. She raised her other hand to join in the fun, scratching the tips of her long nails over his soft member, teasing him gently as she continued to stroke it with her closed fist. She knew he liked it because Charlie was panting loudly.
“Does it feel good, Charlie?”
“Yes Yes.”
Miley lifted her head, craned her neck, and spat some saliva out of her mouth, letting it drip from her lips onto the head of Charlie’s cock. She spit, lubricating her stroking movements. As she stroked his cock, Miley moved her teasing nails to Charlie’s engorged scrotum and gently scratched her nails over the rough skin of his testicles.
“I really like your cock,” Miley said with a slight smile as she looked at Charlie. “Is it okay if I let you cum? I really want to see that.”
Charlie moaned and nodded. “Y-yes,” he whispered, already close.
Miley sped up the stroking and started giving Charlie a vigorous handjob, “I can’t wait to see all that sticky stuff oozing out of this thing.” Miley spit out some more and soon Charlie’s bedroom was filled with the sound of her slick pumping, “It’s okay honey, if you need to cum. Come on, I want to see it come.”
