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

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

Yaaaawweee. Finally ! In spite of my example scholar jock status, other than football and cheerleaders, I pretty much hated school. It just was n't me, and therefore no plans for college. I bolted out the gym doors, and headed straight for my jeep. I was so proud of it, and had gotten long ton of compliment. stool pigeon yellowness -- -Muncie 4-speed. 33"Micky Thompson tires. One bad ass fuckin sound system. Edlebrock intake and carb. I ripped my tee off running towards it, then my kicks on arrival. I had n't had the top on the jeep since I bought it. Topless, topless, and barefooted. A proud example for Patrick White boi lagger trash -- -even though we did know in a house : )

I was horny and out to get high, and wino, and some lucky boi or girl was gon na get 9"of hard jock cock today.

But first of all, lol, just to recap -- -

The birthday bash down at the dining car two week ago was awesome. Mom and the girls went all out, with BBQ and banana pudding. luck of guy cable from the team were there, including Brad Duncan. Every clock time Mandy came to our table, she would smile at Brad, and he would blush. One one trip, Brad bolted for the male child room out of embarrassment. As Mandy approached the table, I said to her"Mandy -- -- feel at that stern ! Ai n't that the trimmed cigaret"? Pointing at Brad. Mandy giggled, and responded"Ya, it is kinda cute ”."Kinda"? ? ? I said in amazment. Tell me you would n't give anything to sink ur teeth into that punishing jock meat"! Mandy blushed, and giggled again, just as Brad emerges up the hall from the bathroom. Dustin, of all multitude spoke up oblation,"I hear he has a big putz too ”. Mandy grasped her face, with that girlish"Oh my Gawd ”, just as Brad arrives back at the table."Whut"? Brad asks perplexed. Dustin pipes up again,"Mandy wants to go over out ur buttocks ”. Now both are utterly embarrassed at our comb-out of them so, pointing towards the back of the diner, I just offer"That defer down there is empty ”."Hey mom—Brandy gon na take a happy chance"!"OK hun ”.

As I was eating my pudding, suddenly I had the most kinkiest intellection -- -so I decided to take some household. We all cost increase, and I leave a five-spot on the table for Mandy. Walking back towards them I offer to Brad,"OK homie—we did the prelim workplace for ya—do n't fuck it up now ”.

Exactly three eld later to the day, both Brad and Mandy said"I DO ”. The entire football team served as honorary best men, in fully uniform : ) This year will be their twenty-fifth anniversary. Just thought I 'd throw off that in there : )

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

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

Finally giving in, he brings out an ice cold one, and I nearly stamp out it in one gulp. I instantly strip down in the affectionate TX night, and went right to work on my big 9"supporter cock. Kirk was still amazed at my gift, and being so young, and non-bashfull at showing it off at any prospect. After stroking up a few minutes, and spreading my legs a bit more, I jab my hairy ass-hole with my middle 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 second pac. Quickly huffing down the vanilla wafers, leaving just the creamy pudding, and meringue, I take a big scoop in my hand, and take hold of my thick core, 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 estimate at the dinner -- -this will be the best succus you ever had.

I let go of my cock, and take hold of the beer -- -once again chugging it down until almost abandon. I hardly did anything slow down -- -everything was firm and heavily. I look over at Kirk, and just said"get it dude -- -get on my big nanner putz"with a grin. Kirk wasted no sentence in leaping for my big athlete dick, and gobbled it down to the loins. I rolled my eyes back, and tilted my head back into the lounge chairwoman. Oh my fuckin god, that felt great. As he ran his spit around my shaft, and make water cunt, mixing my fuck juice with the pudding, I thought I was going to detonate just any moment. Grabbing the two beer cans, I sucked down the last few ounces of each, then grabbing Kirk around the back of his point, began a relentless pounding of his throat.

It only took a few minutes before the abs started to tighten, and with one final dip, I unload in Kirk 's throat. Five snapshot of my slurred jockstrap roach go straight down, as he chokes up to hold it. Some of my lading starts ozzing back out of his mouth as he feverishly laps me up like a puppy. I pushed his head up off my dick, and then something that had never happened—I blasted two Sir Thomas More roofy straight up to my pectoral, leaving a trail down to my belly. I just grin really big, then raising my human foot up into the air, told him to push my legs back behind my ears.

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

I scooped up a couple more fingers of the pudding, and running them up and down my chest and belly, mix the succus and pudding together. Kirk gives me a rick look, and just says"what about the piss"? I flash back an evil grin, and just mutter"fuckin pig ”. I relax my body, and close my optic. Stretching my two arms up and behind my head, I turn my head word from left to redress, taking a thick miff of my mature stinkin fossa. I unload the flow, hitting me just under the Chin, and soak my stallion body with my hot stinkin piss. Surprising even me, I pop out another three shots of my thick athletic supporter goo, free-handed. As the juice and wee-wee and pudding mix together, Kirk buries his face 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 home by himself late at Night. And if he ever told mom, she would k I l l me. Kirk nodded favourable reception, and I got dressed, sliding into my tee over the milky mess still sticking to my torso. I tied the lacing together of my PF Flyers, and slung them around the back of my neck—a athlete 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 condition and see if the dude would put some ink on me. If it helped, narrate him I got a big gumshoe : )

Sooooo, back to today. As I got home from shoal, I quickly changed into some cut-offs and fink. Kirk had let me prevent the beaters he gave me to put on a couple of hebdomad ago on my birthday for 'mowing horseshoe'. They stunk, lol.

I quickly jog down to his home, and fish out the lawn mower to start his yard—it was his day. It was hot—about 90, and I started dripping in lather as soon as I got going. Finishing up, Kirk joins me around back at the terrace with a grandiloquent field glass of ice tea—my 2nd darling 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 firm. I said that was fine with me, but I would take to bring along lil bro."So what is this tat your so urgent about getting"? Having anticipated the interrogative sentence, I fish out the piece of composition I had stored in my cover pocket. That big beautiful diamond, with 'go go rhombus dillon'arced across the top. I explained to Kirk it had been in my locker at every game, right under my helmet. I still had no idea where it came from.

"That 's amazing Matt"I respond with"ya—-and so is this"With that I whip out my big jock hawkshaw, and depart stroking up. Kirk just smiling, and says"oh Ya"

We got at it like usual, cept this metre more on the vanilla side. He wanted that thickset suspensor 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"theater tonight to get the tat done. He would recognize me some cash if I needed it, cause he forgot to ask Jake what he would charge me. Also, he had a son about Dustin 's age, so they could hang out together while the rest of us worked on the ink.

I said that all was awesome, to come by about 7:00 and we could go catch some grub down at the diner, then head out. We would n't tell mom, cause she kinda had a affair about tats and hooey, and she already had voiced that she did n't like the mohawk. to the highest degree of us that got them back at homecoming were still sporting them, and decided to keep them for high school day.

The diner was fussy, being a Friday Nox. Since there were three of us we opted for pizza instead of burgers. Scarfing it down rather quickly, we head for the room access."What you b o y s up to tonight hun"? asked my mom all pollyannaish n diddlysquat. I hesitate until we were out the room access, and as it closes I holler back"getting a tattoo mom ”. Kirk and Dustin and me each startle giggling, and deadbolt for the car to escape before mom could come out to intercept us.

We arrive about 45 minutes later at Jake 's -- -he was bout 20 miles out in the area, and there was some traffic getting out of Tyler. Jake introduces his married woman, Sheila, and son Nate. The two b o y s psyche for the den, with snacks in script to get into some scary movies. The rest of us head downstairs to Jake 's nursing home studio apartment. I shed my tee on the way down, and Sheila compliments me on my 'tite'bod. I give a nervous grin and head for the obvious electric chair. Showing the drawing to Jake, he replied with"Oh ya -- -that 's sweet. This will be easygoing, about 30 minutes ”.

It was pretty quite as Jake went to ferment, digging the phonograph needle into the muscularity of my back right shoulder. He asked about the draft, so once again I went through the narrative. Jumping up to re-fill our drinking, Sheila commented on the 'lump'in my pants. Blushing, and looking down at my right hand 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 delicate, I hung about 7"Jake just kept working and the room got quite again.

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

A look of astonishment, for sure, came across my aspect. I just looked at Jake, and replied"huh ?"“ Ya Matt -- -fuck my wife. She digs Whitney Moore Young Jr. jockstrap cock, and it 's totally coolheaded with me. We wo n't tell either, lol"I respond nervously with,"well, fuck ya"!

Sheila jumps up with joy, and taking a nimble gulp of her bloody mary, we all go back upstairs to the superior bedroom.

Sheila quickly jumps on the bed, and sheds her wearing apparel, while Jake and Kirk consider a seat each on the slope of the bed. I shrug my shoulders, and drop my pants, and recoil them to the pes of the bed."Oh my gawd honey -- -he 's so hairy ! And see at that cute tite cigarette"! I just flash a smiling, and crawl up between Sheila 's thigh 's from the foot of the bed. Spreading her slightly, I dive straight in, burying my grimace into her shaggy snatch, and stick my tongue right into her cunt. Sheila let 's out a slight exclaiming, and spreading her more receptive with my manus, run my knife even deeper into her wet snap. I did n't usually spend a lot of time nibbling on the clit like a lot of Guy do, I wanted that kitty-cat juice all over my boldness !

feeding her out for about 15 minute, while Kirk and Jake begin jacking their dick watching, I decided it was clock time to luxate her the essence. Sitting back on all fours, I grab my dick and globe, and guide my now shake grueling dick into her lips. As her middle widen, and she inhales, I drive my thick jock gist all the way in. Sheila grabs me around the small of my rear, and I start a decelerate thrust, in and out of her tunnel, getting her all moist and wet. A few minutes of slow mo, and sucking on her tits, suddenly, she pushes my human face back with both hands, and loudly proclaims,"fuck me Matthew—fuck me and think of it"

well, that 's all I needed. Sitting back on my haunches, I grab Sheila by her thigh, and swing them up and over my berm. Maintaining a tight grip, I slam it to her with a chasten trust, and go to town. Quickly jabbing her bitch with my thick pulsating cock, I start sweating, dripping down my forehead and Inferno. It was hot in the room, but I liked it. Jake and Kirk had now totally removed their pants, and each wide-spread, where whacking away at their putz like a pair of pent up prisoners. I continued ramming Sheila like a horned up dog myself, and clenching my eyes and teeth, I finally pull out. From her screaming and gyrating around, and the wetness of my pubes, I assumed she had cum. I grab my dick at the base, and aim right for her mouth. BAMM !

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

We quickly dress, and I go round down up Dustin. I knew he would be getting sleepy, and we were just shy of an hr getting back rest home. We get back, and I thank Kirk for an amazing Nox, and put Dustin to bed. Down to my room, I fish out another beer from the mini-fridge, and spark up a joint. Been wanting that all day. Putting on some smut, I grab hold of my still wet dick and go at it. One more nut before crashing out .