New athletic supporter Tales -- -Freshman year—Chptr 11 -- School 's Out !

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

Yaaaawweee. Finally ! In spite of my example scholarly person jock status, other than football and cheerleaders, I pretty much detested schooltime. It just was n't me, and therefore no plan for college. I bolted out the gym doors, and headed straight for my jeep. I was so proud of it, and had gotten scads of compliment. snitch yellowness -- -Muncie 4-speed. 33"Micky Homer Thompson tires. One bad ass fuckin sound system. Edlebrock inhalation and carb. I ripped my tee off running towards it, then my bitch on arriver. I had n't had the top on the jeep since I bought it. Topless, topless, and barefooted. A majestic deterrent example for white boi lagger trash -- -even though we did live in a house : )

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

But world-class, lol, just to recapitulate -- -

The birthday bash down at the dining compartment two weeks ago was awful. Mom and the girlfriend went all out, with BBQ and banana pudding. lots of guys 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 boys room out of embarrassment. As Mandy approached the table, I said to her"Mandy -- -- feeling at that buns ! Ai n't that the cutest butt"? Pointing at Brad. Mandy giggled, and responded"Ya, it is kinda precious ”."Kinda"? ? ? I said in amazment. severalize me you would n't fall in anything to drop down ur tooth into that arduous jock meat"! Mandy blushed, and giggled again, just as Brad emerges up the hallway from the bathroom. Dustin, of all people spoke up offering,"I hear he has a big dick too ”. Mandy grasped her nerve, with that schoolgirlish"Oh my Gawd ”, just as Brad arrives back at the mesa."Whut"? Brad asks perplexed. Dustin pipes up again,"Mandy wants to check out ur tush ”. Now both are utterly embarrassed at our teasing of them so, pointing towards the dorsum of the diner, I just offer"That table down there is empty ”."Hey mom—Brandy gon na take a severance"!"OK hun ”.

As I was eating my pudding, suddenly I had the most kinkiest thought -- -so I decided to take some nursing home. We all wage increase, and I leave a five dollar bill on the tabular array for Mandy. Walking back towards them I offer to Brad,"OK homie—we did the preliminary work for ya—do n't fuck it up now ”.

Exactly three year later to the day, both Brad and Mandy said"I DO ”. The total football game squad served as honorary upright men, in full uniform : ) This year will be their 25th anniversary. Just thought I 'd throw that in there : )

Kirk dropped me and Dustin off at the menage, and as promised, I hopped on lil bro 's mt bike and strolled down to his firm 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 hard parental looking at. I told him it was totally aplomb, that I would never squeal on a client."An besides dude, I been drinkin and smokin dope since before Freshman year. . Kirk shook his pass, 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 warmly Texas nighttime, and went right to work on my big 9"jock cock. Kirk was still amazed at my endowment, and being so young, and non-bashfull at showing it off at any fortune. After stroking up a few minutes, and spreading my legs a bit more, I jab my hairy ass-hole with my middle finger's breadth, and got the bonk juices flowing. Kirk asked if I wanted another beer, to which I nodded yes. ( suddenly he 's out to get me tope ? ? ? ) As he jumped to the kitchen, I fished out the banana pud from my vertebral column pac. Quickly huffing down the vanilla wafers, leaving just the creamy pudding, and meringue, I take a big grievous bodily harm in my bridge player, and grab my thickheaded heart and soul, returning to stroking it up, coating it with the pudding as lubricant, lol.

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

I let go of my putz, and snap up the beer -- -once again chugging it down until almost hollow. I hardly did anything slow -- -everything was profligate and heavily. I look over at Kirk, and just said"get it dude -- -get on my big nanner gumshoe"with a grin. Kirk wasted no time in leaping for my big jock putz, and gobbled it down to the pubic bone. I rolled my eyes back, and tilted my read/write head back into the lounge chair. Oh my fuckin god, that felt bang-up. As he ran his tongue around my shaft, and piss slit, mixing my fuck juice with the pud, I thought I was going to explode just any bit. Grabbing the two beer throne, I sucked down the final stage few apothecaries' ounce of each, then grabbing Kirk around the backrest of his fountainhead, 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 guess of my thickheaded athletic supporter rope go straight down, as he chokes up to withstand it. Some of my load starts ozzing back out of his backtalk as he feverishly laps me up like a puppy. I pushed his mind up off my dick, and then something that had never happened—I blasted two Thomas More R-2 straight up to my pecs, leaving a track down to my belly. I just grin really big, then raising my base up into the air, told him to promote my legs back behind my capitulum.

Eager to oblige, I snatch up another 3 fingers of the pudding, and spread it up and down my hirsute tornado and pickle. Staring down at him, I simply say"munch ”, to which he quickly obeys. Finally grabbing his own rock toilsome prick, Kirk begins to pull it like a mad man, while munching down on my 'nanner flavored greasy jock yap. It only took a second before he came up, and aiming for my chest, blasted his own load across my torso.

I scooped up a couple More fingerbreadth of the pudding, and running them up and down my bureau and belly, mix the juice and pudding together. Kirk gives me a worm smell, and just says"what about the water"? 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 heading from left to correct, taking a thick huff of my ripe stinkin pits. I unload the current, hitting me just under the chin, and soak my intact physical structure with my hot stinkin peeing. Surprising even me, I pop out another three shots of my thick suspensor goo, free-handed. As the juices and piss and pudding mix together, Kirk buries his look in my belly, and starts lapping up the mix, again like a hungry pup.

After both of us just lay there for various hour, 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 approving, 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 aeronaut, and catapult them around the back of my neck—a athlete thing.

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

Sooooo, back to today. As I got plate from schooling, I quickly changed into some cut-offs and sneaks. Kirk had let me keep the beaters he gave me to break a yoke of calendar week ago on my birthday for 'mowing shoes'. They stunk, lol.

I quickly jog down to his house, and fish out the mower to commence his yard—it was his day. It was hot—about 90, and I started dripping in travail as soon as I got going. Finishing up, Kirk joins me around back at the terrace with a grandiloquent glass of iced tea—my 2nd deary 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 household. I said that was fine with me, but I would have to institute along lil bro."So what is this tat your so urgent about getting"? Having anticipated the question, I fish out the opus of newspaper I had stored in my back pocket. That big beautiful ball field, with 'go go baseball diamond dillon'arced across the top. I explained to Kirk it had been in my locker at every secret plan, right under my helmet. I still had no idea where it came from.

"That 's pose matt"I respond with"ya—-and so is this"With that I whip out my big jock dick, and start stroking up. Kirk just grins, and says"oh Ya"

We got at it like usual, cept this time more on the vanilla side. He wanted that fatheaded jock detritus pretty quick today I guess : )

As we finish up, and Kirk re-fills the tea, he offers that we could go down to"privy"house tonight to get the tat done. He would pick out 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 snap up some grub down at the diner, then head out. We would n't order mom, cause she kinda had a thing about tats and stuff, and she already had voiced that she did n't like the mohawk. almost of us that got them back at return were still sporting them, and decided to hold on them for high schooling.

The diner was busy, being a Fri night. Since there were three of us we opted for pizza pie instead of burgers. Scarfing it down rather quickly, we head for the threshold."What you b o y s up to tonight hun"? asked my mom all cheerful n shit. 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 starting time giggling, and bolt for the car to turn tail before mom could total out to turn back us.

We arrive about 45 transactions later at Jake 's -- -he was bout 20 statute mile out in the land, and there was some traffic getting out of President Tyler. Jake introduces his wife, Sheila, and son Nate. The two b o y s header for the den, with snacks in hand to get into some scarey flick. The remainder of us head downstairs to Jake 's home studio. I shed my tee on the way down, and Sheila wish me on my 'tite'bod. I give a nervous smile and head for the obvious chair. Showing the drawing to Jake, he replied with"Oh ya -- -that 's dessert. This will be easy, about 30 min ”.

It was pretty quite as Jake went to work, digging the phonograph needle into the muscle of my back good shoulder. He asked about the draftsmanship, so once again I went through the story. Jumping up to re-fill our drinks, Sheila commented on the 'lump'in my pants. Blushing, and looking down at my right second joint, I just kinda grinned and softly replied"ya—it 's pretty big ”. Freeballin as usual, and noticing that my dungaree were a bit soused tonight, I was packing a pretty big glob. Even soft, I hung about 7"Jake just kept working and the room got quite again.

I took about 40 moment, and Jake complimented that I took the needle well, being my first of all time. 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 lusterlessness, 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 tool of yours—Kirk went into some pretty good item for us. So -- -- I want you to bang my wife, and Kirk and me watch ”.

A look of astonishment, for trusted, came across my face. I just looked at Jake, and replied"huh ?"“ Ya Matt -- -fuck my wife. She digs young athlete cock, and it 's totally cool with me. We wo n't tell either, lol"I respond nervously with,"well, fuck ya"!

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

Sheila quickly jumps on the bed, and sheds her clothes, while Jake and Kirk take a seat each on the side of the bed. I shrug my shoulders, and dangle my knickers, and plain them to the foot of the bed."Oh my gawd dearest -- -he 's so hairy ! And depend at that cute tite butt"! I just flash a grin, and crawl up between Sheila 's thigh 's from the foot of the bed. Spreading her slightly, I dive straight in, burying my face into her shaggy-coated pussy, and stick around my tongue right into her cunt. Sheila let 's out a svelte exclaiming, and spreading her More open with my script, run my tongue even deeper into her wet grab. I did n't usually spend a lot of metre nibbling on the clit like a lot of bozo do, I wanted that snatch juice all over my face !

eating her out for about 15 minutes, while Kirk and Jake begin jacking their dicks watching, I decided it was time to drop away her the heart and soul. Sitting back on all fours, I grab my dick and balls, and guide my now rock heavy dick into her lip. As her eye widen, and she inhales, I drive my thick jockstrap meat all the way in. Sheila grabs me around the small of my back, and I start a tedious push, in and out of her tunnel, getting her all moist and wet. A few instant of slow mo, and sucking on her tit, suddenly, she pushes my face back with both hands, and loudly proclaims,"fuck me Matthew—fuck me and mean it"

Well, that 's all I needed. Sitting back on my haunches, I grab Sheila by her thighs, and swing them up and over my shoulders. Maintaining a smashed bag, I slam it to her with a moderate trust, and go to town. Quickly jabbing her cunt with my thick pulsating peter, 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 pant, and each wide-spread, where whacking away at their cock like a couple of pent up prisoner. I continued ramming Sheila like a horned up dog myself, and clenching my eyes and dentition, I finally pull out. From her screeching and gyrating around, and the wetness of my pubes, I assumed she had cum. I grab my dick at the basis, and aim right-hand for her oral cavity. BAMM !

troika quick shots right to her cheek. 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 attire, and I go round up Dustin. I knew he would be getting sleepy, and we were just shy of an hr getting back home plate. We get back, and I thank Kirk for an awesome night, and put Dustin to bed. Down to my room, I fish out another beer from the mini-fridge, and lighting up a joint. Been wanting that all day. Putting on some porn, I grab hold of my still wet hawkshaw and go at it. One more nut before crashing out .