New Jock taradiddle -- -Freshman year—Chptr 11 -- school 's Out !

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

Yaaaawweee. Finally ! In spitefulness of my example student athlete status, other than football and cheerleaders, I pretty much hate school. It just was n't me, and therefore no programme for college. I bolted out the gym room access, and headed straight person for my jeep. I was so proud of it, and had gotten tons of compliment. snitch yellow -- -Muncie 4-speed. 33"Micky Thompson tires. One bad ass fuckin sound arrangement. 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 albumen boi laggard trash -- -even though we did subsist in a house : )

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

But first, lol, just to recap -- -

The birthday bash down at the diner two calendar week ago was awesome. Mom and the female child went all out, with BBQ and banana pudding. Lots of bozo from the team were there, including Brad Duncan. Every metre Mandy came to our table, she would smile at Brad, and he would blush. One one head trip, Brad bolted for the male child room out of embarrassment. As Mandy approached the tabular array, I said to her"Mandy -- -- look at that posterior ! Ai n't that the cute laughingstock"? Pointing at Brad. Mandy giggled, and responded"Ya, it is kinda precious ”."Kinda"? ? ? I said in amazment. Tell me you would n't throw anything to slide down ur teeth into that gruelling jock centre"! 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 aspect, with that girlish"Oh my Gawd ”, just as Brad arrives back at the table."Whut"? Brad asks bewilder. Dustin pipes up again,"Mandy wants to check out ur goat ”. Now both are utterly embarrassed at our teasing of them so, pointing towards the back of the diner, I just offer"That prorogue 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 kinky thought -- -so I decided to take some home. We all hike, and I leave a fiver on the mesa for Mandy. Walking back towards them I offer to Brad,"OK homie—we did the prelim employment for ya—do n't fuck it up now ”.

Exactly three years later to the day, both Brad and Mandy said"I DO ”. The total football team served as honorary undecomposed men, in replete uniform : ) This year will be their twenty-fifth anniversary. Just thought I 'd throw 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 family about 10:00 PM, with pudding in handwriting : )

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 look. I told him it was totally poise, that I would never squeal on a client."An besides fellow, I been drinkin and smokin dope since before fledgling year. . Kirk shook his read/write 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 gulping. I instantly strip down in the ardent Texas 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 chance. After stroking up a few transactions, and spreading my legs a bit more, I jab my hairy ass-hole with my centre finger, and got the fuck succus flowing. Kirk asked if I wanted another beer, to which I nodded yes. ( suddenly he 's out to get me drink ? ? ? ) As he jumped to the kitchen, I fished out the banana tree pud from my back pac. Quickly huffing down the vanilla extract wafers, leaving just the creamy pudding, and meringue, I take a big soap in my mitt, and snaffle my wooden-headed meat, 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 dude."Ya—I got the melodic theme at the dinner -- -this will be the proficient juice 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 decelerate -- -everything was fast and hard. I look over at Kirk, and just said"get it dude -- -get on my big nanner shaft"with a grinning. Kirk wasted no meter in leaping for my big athlete shaft, and gobbled it down to the os pubis. I rolled my eyes back, and tilted my head back into the sofa professorship. Oh my fuckin god, that felt great. As he ran his tongue around my irradiation, and piss slit, mixing my fuck juice with the pudding, I thought I was going to explode just any moment. Grabbing the two beer throne, I sucked down the last few ounces of each, then grabbing Kirk around the cover of his head, began a relentless pounding of his throat.

It only took a few minutes before the abs started to tighten up, and with one final plunge, I unload in Kirk 's throat. Five pellet of my thick jock rope go straight down, as he chokes up to go for it. Some of my load starts ozzing back out of his mouth as he feverishly laps me up like a puppy. I pushed his head up off my peter, and then something that had never happened—I blasted two to a greater extent ropes straight up to my pectoral, leaving a lead down to my belly. I just grin really big, then raising my feet up into the air, told him to push my legs back behind my pinna.

bore to hold, I snatch up another 3 fingers of the pudding, and spread it up and down my hairy whirl and hole. Staring down at him, I simply say"Munch ”, to which he quickly obeys. Finally grabbing his own rock hard shaft, Kirk begins to pull it like a mad man, while munching down on my 'nanner flavored greasy jockstrap hole. It only took a minute of arc before he came up, and aiming for my chest, blasted his own shipment across my trunk.

I scooped up a couple to a greater extent finger of the pud, and running them up and down my chest and belly, mix the succus and pudding together. Kirk gives me a twine look, and just says"what about the piss"? I flash back an iniquity grinning, and just mutter"fuckin pig ”. I relax my body, and close my eye. Stretching my two arms up and behind my head, I turn my question from left to rectify, taking a deep seeing red of my ripe stinkin stone pit. I unload the watercourse, hitting me just under the Kuki-Chin, and plume my entire organic structure with my hot stinkin piss. Surprising even me, I pop out another three shot of my loggerheaded supporter goo, free-handed. As the juice and piss and pudding mix together, Kirk buries his face in my belly, and starts lapping up the mix, again like a thirsty puppy.

After both of us just lay there for various minutes, I told Kirk I really should jet—I did n't like leaving Dustin at home plate by himself late at Nox. And if he ever told mom, she would k I l l me. Kirk nodded commendation, and I got dressed, sliding into my tee over the milky mountain still sticking to my trunk. I tied the laces together of my PF Flyers, and slung them around the back of my neck—a jock 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 gallant would put some ink on me. If it helped, tell him I got a big prick : )

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

I quickly jog down to his theater, and fish out the mower to start his yard—it was his day. It was hot—about 90, and I started dripping in sweat as soon as I got going. Finishing up, Kirk joins me around back at the patio with a tall glass of iced tea—my 2nd favorite 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 dark, and at his theatre. I said that was fine with me, but I would throw to institute along lil bro."So what is this tat your so urgent about getting"? Having anticipated the question, I fish out the piece of paper I had stored in my back scoop. That big beautiful diamond, with 'go go infield dillon'arced across the top. I explained to Kirk it had been in my locker at every biz, right under my helmet. I still had no estimate where it came from.

"That 's awing lusterlessness"I respond with"ya—-and so is this"With that I whip out my big supporter peter, and start stroking up. Kirk just grins, and says"oh Ya"

We got at it like common, cept this time more on the vanilla side of meat. He wanted that blockheaded jockstrap detritus 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, campaign 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 amount by about 7:00 and we could go snaffle some grub down at the diner, then head out. We would n't separate mom, do she kinda had a thing about tats and stuff, and she already had voiced that she did n't like the mohawk haircut. Most of us that got them back at homecoming were still sporting them, and decided to preserve them for high up schooltime.

The diner was busy, being a Friday night. Since there were three of us we opted for pizza 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 room access, 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 scarper before mom could number out to discontinue us.

We arrive about 45 minutes later at Jake 's -- -he was bout 20 stat mi out in the country, and there was some traffic getting out of Tyler. Jake introduces his married woman, Sheila, and son Nate. The two b o y s head for the den, with collation in hand to get into some scary motion picture. The eternal sleep 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 smiling and foreland for the obvious chairperson. Showing the drawing to Jake, he replied with"Oh ya -- -that 's dessert. This will be easy, about 30 minutes ”.

It was pretty quite as Jake went to go, digging the phonograph needle into the muscle of my back powerful shoulder. He asked about the drawing, so once again I went through the tarradiddle. Jumping up to re-fill our drinks, 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 passably big ”. Freeballin as usual, and noticing that my denim were a bit compressed tonight, I was packing a pretty big clump. Even soft, I hung about 7"Jake just kept working and the elbow room got quite again.

I took about 40 minute of arc, and Jake complimented that I took the phonograph needle well, being my for the first time time. I checked it out in the mirror, and flashed a big smiling, 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 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 bonk my wife, and Kirk and me watch ”.

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

Sheila jumps up with joy, and taking a flying gulp of her bloody The Virgin, we all go back upstairs to the master bedroom.

Sheila quickly jumps on the bed, and sheds her wearing apparel, while Jake and Kirk choose a seat each on the side of meat of the bed. I shrug my shoulder, and cast my pants, and kick them to the foundation of the bed."Oh my gawd beloved -- -he 's so haired ! And look at that cute tite tail"! I just flash a grinning, and creep up between Sheila 's thigh 's from the infantry of the bed. Spreading her slightly, I dive straight in, burying my face into her shaggy-haired pussy, and pose my tongue right into her cunt. Sheila let 's out a slight exclamation, and spreading her more exposed with my hands, run my tongue even deeper into her wet pussy. I did n't usually spend a lot of fourth dimension nibbling on the clit like a lot of guy rope do, I wanted that twat succus all over my face !

eating her out for about 15 hour, while Kirk and Jake begin jacking their tool watching, I decided it was time to splay her the sum. Sitting back on all 4, I grab my shaft and balls, and channelise my now rock hard dick into her lips. As her middle widen, and she inhales, I drive my thick suspensor meat all the way in. Sheila grabs me around the small of my back, and I start a slow knife thrust, in and out of her tunnel, getting her all moist and wet. A few minutes of dull mo, and sucking on her titmouse, 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 second joint, and swing them up and over my shoulders. Maintaining a stringent grip, I slam it to her with a check corporate trust, and go to town. promptly jabbing her puss with my thick pulsating cock, I start sweating, dripping down my brow and pits. It was hot in the way, but I liked it. Jake and Kirk had now totally removed their pants, and each wide-spread, where whacking away at their dicks like a couple 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 peter at the base, and aim mighty for her mouth. BAMM !

trine fast pellet right to her expression. Then 5 more rightfield between the tits, then trailing down to her stomach. I smiled at my 'average'consignment, 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 frock, and I go round up Dustin. I knew he would be getting sleepy, and we were just shy of an minute getting back home. 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 Light up a joint. Been wanting that all day. Putting on some pornography, I grab hold of my still wet dick and go at it. One Thomas More nut before crashing out .