New Jock Tales -- -Freshman year—Chptr 11 -- schooling 's Out !

Schooooooooools out -- -- for -- -- summer ! ! da da da dat -- dadadadat.

Yaaaawweee. Finally ! In maliciousness of my modeling student jock status, former than football and cheerleaders, I pretty much despised school day. It just was n't me, and therefore no plans for college. I bolted out the gym doors, and headed heterosexual for my jeep. I was so majestic of it, and had gotten net ton of compliments. stoolpigeon yellow -- -Muncie 4-speed. 33"Micky Homer A. Thompson tires. One bad ass fuckin sound system. Edlebrock consumption and carb. I ripped my tee off running towards it, then my kicks on arrival. I had n't had the top on the landrover since I bought it. Topless, topless, and barefooted. A gallant example for Edward White boi trailer trash -- -even though we did live in a household : )

I was horny and out to get heights, and drunk, and some lucky boi or missy was gon na get 9"of hard suspensor hammer today.

But offset, lol, just to recap -- -

The natal day bash down at the diner two weeks ago was awesome. Mom and the girls went all out, with BBQ and banana pud. Lots of guy cable from the team were there, including Brad Duncan. Every time Mandy came to our table, she would smile at Brad, and he would blush. One one trip, Brad bolted for the male child way out of embarrassment. As Mandy approached the table, I said to her"Mandy -- -- feel at that laughingstock ! Ai n't that the thinned hind end"? Pointing at Brad. Mandy giggled, and responded"Ya, it is kinda cute ”."Kinda"? ? ? I said in amazment. tell apart me you would n't give anything to settle ur dentition into that surd jock meat"! Mandy blushed, and giggled again, just as Brad emerges up the hall from the bathroom. Dustin, of all people spoke up offering,"I hear he has a big prick too ”. Mandy grasped her nerve, with that girlish"Oh my Gawd ”, just as Brad arrives back at the table."Whut"? Brad asks stupefy. Dustin pipes up again,"Mandy wants to check out ur butt ”. Now both are utterly embarrassed at our teasing of them so, pointing towards the back of the diner, I just offer"That mesa down there is empty ”."Hey mom—Brandy gon na take a break"!"OK hun ”.

As I was eating my pudding, suddenly I had the most nappy cerebration -- -so I decided to remove some home. We all rising, and I leave a fiver on the table for Mandy. Walking back towards them I offer to Brad,"OK homie—we did the prelim body of work for ya—do n't fuck it up now ”.

Exactly three years later to the day, both Brad and Mandy said"I DO ”. The entire football game squad served as honorary best men, in wide-cut uniform : ) This twelvemonth will be their twenty-fifth day of remembrance. Just thought I 'd discombobulate that in there : )

Kirk dropped me and Dustin off at the house, and as promised, I hopped on lil bro 's mt bike and strolled down to his sign about 10:00 PM, with pudding in hand : )

Kirk welcomed me in, and we head straight for the patio. I asked if he had a beer, and he gave me a severe parental facial expression. I told him it was totally cool, that I would never squeal on a customer."An besides fop, I been drinkin and smokin dope since before Freshman yr. . Kirk shook his head, prolly wondering what he had gotten himself into.

Finally giving in, he brings out an ice cold one, and I nearly kill it in one gulp. I instantly strip down in the tender TX nighttime, and went right to work on my big 9"athlete cock. Kirk was still amazed at my gift, and being so immature, and non-bashfull at showing it off at any chance. After stroking up a few minutes, and spreading my peg a bit more, I jab my haired ass-hole with my centre finger, and got the fuck juices flowing. Kirk asked if I wanted another beer, to which I nodded yes. ( suddenly he 's out to get me drunk ? ? ? ) As he jumped to the kitchen, I fished out the banana pudding from my plunk for pac. Quickly huffing down the vanilla extract wafers, leaving just the creamy pudding, and meringue, I take a big scoop in my mitt, and catch my thick marrow, returning to stroking it up, coating it with the pudding as lube, lol.

When Kirk returns with the beer, he just smiles, and said I was one kinky dude."Ya—I got the idea at the dinner party -- -this will be the expert succus you ever had.

I let go of my dick, and catch the beer -- -once again chugging it down until almost empty. I hardly did anything slack -- -everything was quick and punishing. I look over at Kirk, and just said"get it dude -- -get on my big nanner shaft"with a grin. Kirk wasted no time in leaping for my big athletic supporter cock, and gobbled it down to the pubic bone. I rolled my eyes back, and tilted my headland back into the lounge professorship. Oh my fuckin god, that felt bully. As he ran his spit around my shaft, and piss slit, mixing my fuck juice with the pudding, I thought I was going to burst just any moment. Grabbing the two beer cans, I sucked down the last few Panthera uncia of each, then grabbing Kirk around the binding of his head, began a relentless pound of his throat.

It only took a few minutes before the abs started to stiffen, and with one terminal plunge, I unload in Kirk 's throat. Five shots of my thick suspensor forget me drug go straight down, as he chokes up to hold it. Some of my burden starts ozzing back out of his mouth as he feverishly circuit me up like a puppy. I pushed his oral sex up off my peter, and then something that had never happened—I blasted two more Mexican valium straight up to my pecs, leaving a trail down to my belly. I just grin really big, then raising my feet up into the air, told him to labour my legs back behind my pinna.

Eager to accommodate, I snatch up another 3 fingers of the pudding, and spread it up and down my hairy crack and hole. Staring down at him, I simply say"munch ”, to which he quickly obeys. Finally grabbing his own rock-and-roll strong dick, Kirk begins to pull out it like a mad man, while munching down on my 'nanner flavored greasy jock hole. It only took a minute before he came up, and aiming for my chest of drawers, blasted his own onus across my torso.

I scooped up a mates Sir Thomas More digit of the pudding, and running them up and down my thorax and belly, mix the juice and pudding together. Kirk gives me a twisted look, and just says"what about the peeing"? I flash back an immorality grin, and just mutter"fuckin pig ”. I relax my dead body, and close my eyes. Stretching my two arms up and behind my head, I turn my head from left to right, taking a oceanic abyss huff of my right stinkin pits. I unload the stream, hitting me just under the chin, and soak my total organic structure with my hot stinkin piss. Surprising even me, I pop out another three stroke of my thick athletic supporter goo, free-handed. As the succus and piss and pudding mix together, Kirk buries his facial expression in my belly, and starts lapping up the mix, again like a hungry pup.

After both of us just lay there for several minutes, I told Kirk I really should jet—I did n't like leaving Dustin at abode by himself late at Night. And if he ever told mom, she would k I l l me. Kirk nodded approval, and I got dressed, sliding into my tee over the milky mess still sticking to my torso. I tied the laces together of my PF Flyers, and slung them around the dorsum of my neck—a jockstrap thing.

Right upon leaving, I asked Kirk if he knew a tat guy. He responded that he in fact did, so I asked him to check and see if the fellow would put some ink on me. If it helped, tell him I got a big dick : )

Sooooo, back to today. As I got menage from school, I quickly changed into some cut-offs and sneaker. Kirk had let me keep the beaters he gave me to jade a couple of workweek ago on my birthday for 'mowing shoes'. They stunk, lol.

I quickly jog down to his house, and fish out the lawn mower to start his yard—it was his day. It was hot—about 90, and I started dripping in perspiration as soon as I got going. Finishing up, Kirk joins me around back at the terrace with a improbable glass of ice tea—my 2nd favourite behind beer, lol. Just chit-chatting a bit, he offers that he had talked to his tattoo guy, and he agreed to put the tat on me, but late night, and at his house. I said that was fine with me, but I would have to bring along lil bro."So what is this tat your so urgent about getting"? Having anticipated the question, I fish out the opus of paper I had stored in my cover scoop. That big beautiful diamond, with 'go go diamond dillon'arced across the top. I explained to Kirk it had been in my footlocker at every game, right under my helmet. I still had no idea where it came from.

"That 's stick mat"I respond with"ya—-and so is this"With that I whip out my big supporter prick, and start stroking up. Kirk just grinning, and says"oh Ya"

We got at it like usual, cept this sentence more on the vanilla position. He wanted that thick jock junk pretty quick today I guess : )

As we finish up, and Kirk re-fills the tea, he offers that we could go down to"Jakes"house tonight to get the tat done. He would spot me some Cash if I needed it, causal agency he forgot to ask Jake what he would charge me. Also, he had a son about Dustin 's age, so they could fall out together while the quietus of us worked on the ink.

I said that all was awesome, to come by about 7:00 and we could go grab some chow down at the dining car, then head out. We would n't enjoin mom, cause she kinda had a matter about tats and material, and she already had voiced that she did n't like the mohawk haircut. Most of us that got them back at return were still sporting them, and decided to keep them for high shoal.

The diner was busy, being a Fri Night. Since there were three of us we opted for pizza pie instead of Warren Burger. Scarfing it down rather quickly, we head for the door."What you b o y s up to tonight hun"? asked my mom all cheerful n shite. I hesitate until we were out the door, and as it closes I holler back"getting a tattoo mom ”. Kirk and Dustin and me each start giggling, and bolt for the car to get out before mom could come out to stop us.

We arrive about 45 minutes later at Jake 's -- -he was bout 20 miles out in the body politic, and there was some dealings getting out of Tyler. Jake introduces his wife, Sheila, and son Nate. The two b o y s brain for the den, with bite in hand to get into some scary movies. The residue of us head downstairs to Jake 's home studio apartment. I shed my tee on the way down, and Sheila compliment me on my 'tite'bod. I give a nervous grin and head for the obvious death chair. Showing the drawing to Jake, he replied with"Oh ya -- -that 's Sweet. This will be easy, about 30 minutes ”.

It was pretty quite as Jake went to crop, digging the acerate leaf into the muscle of my back right shoulder. He asked about the drawing, so once again I went through the tale. Jumping up to re-fill our drinks, Sheila commented on the 'lump'in my knickers. Blushing, and looking down at my right thigh, I just kinda grinned and softly replied"ya—it 's pretty big ”. Freeballin as usual, and noticing that my jeans were a bit tight tonight, I was packing a pretty big lump. Even indulgent, I hung about 7"Jake just kept working and the way got quite again.

I took about 40 minutes, and Jake complimented that I took the phonograph needle well, being my inaugural time. I checked it out in the mirror, and flashed a big grinning, thanking him for doing it. When I asked Jake how much, he cleared his pharynx, and started slowly with"well Matt, here 's the deal. Normally that would be about a $ 75 tat. But I got a proposal for ya you might like. We already heard about that big dick of yours—Kirk went into some pretty just details for us. So -- -- I want you to fuck my wife, and Kirk and me watch ”.

A looking of astonishment, for sure, came across my face. I just looked at Jake, and replied"huh ?"“ Ya Matt -- -fuck my married woman. She digs Young jock pecker, and it 's totally poise with me. We wo n't recite either, lol"I respond nervously with,"well, fuck ya"!

Sheila jumps up with joy, and taking a warm swig of her bloody mary, we all go back upstairs to the master bedroom.

Sheila quickly jumps on the bed, and sheds her wearing apparel, while Jake and Kirk deal a seat each on the side of the bed. I shrug my shoulder joint, and drop my knickers, and plain them to the foot of the bed."Oh my gawd honey -- -he 's so hairy ! And look at that cute tite butt"! I just flash a smile, and cringe up between Sheila 's thigh 's from the fundament of the bed. Spreading her slightly, I dive straight in, burying my nerve into her bushy pussy, and mystify my tongue right into her cunt. Sheila let 's out a slight ecphonesis, and spreading her more than assailable with my hands, run my spit even deeper into her wet catch. I did n't usually drop a lot of time nibbling on the clit like a lot of guy wire do, I wanted that pussy succus all over my face !

eating her out for about 15 hour, while Kirk and Jake begin jacking their peter watching, I decided it was time to drop away her the kernel. Sitting back on all fours, I grab my dick and balls, and guide my now shake hard dick into her back talk. As her eyes widen, and she inhales, I drive my fatheaded supporter center all the way in. Sheila grabs me around the minor of my back, and I start a slow thrust, in and out of her tunnel, getting her all moist and wet. A few minutes of slowly mo, and sucking on her tits, suddenly, she pushes my nerve back with both hands, and loudly proclaims,"fuck me Matthew—fuck me and mean it"

wellspring, that 's all I needed. Sitting back on my haunches, I grab Sheila by her thighs, and swing them up and over my berm. Maintaining a tight grip, I slam it to her with a moderate reliance, and go to town. promptly jabbing her puss with my thick pulsating dick, I start sweating, dripping down my forehead and pits. It was hot in the room, but I liked it. Jake and Kirk had now totally removed their gasp, and each wide-spread, where whacking away at their dicks like a twosome of pent up prisoners. I continued ramming Sheila like a horned up dog myself, and clenching my eyes and teeth, I finally perpetrate out. From her screeching and gyrating around, and the wetness of my os pubis, I assumed she had cum. I grab my dick at the fundament, and aim right for her mouth. BAMM !

Three quick shots right to her face. Then 5 more right between the tits, then trailing down to her tummy. I smiled at my 'average'load, but to the others, prolly pretty big. Sheila exclaims"oh my gawd"and I quickly hop off the bed and grab my jeans.

We quickly dress, and I go flesh out up Dustin. I knew he would be getting sleepy, and we were just shy of an hour getting back home. We get back, and I thank Kirk for an awesome Nox, and put Dustin to bed. Down to my room, I fish out another beer from the mini-fridge, and ignitor up a reefer. Been wanting that all day. Putting on some porn, I grab storage area of my still wet dick and go at it. One more nut before crashing out .