New jockstrap Tales—Chpt 1 -- -Pony conference

I guess I was just a stick out jock—I considered myself lucky. You could say, I guess, that I was overly developed for my age. Not real big, mind you, only about 5'10 ”, maybe 125 lbs on a wet day : ). I already had fuzz on my pegleg, and up in the snap of my ass, and a pretty nice 'bush'in my infernal region, and hanging 7 1/2"of dick. To nigh of the other guy rope on the baseball team, I guess I was intimidating.

girl came at me like crazy, and I was smart enough to discover a few glances from the guy as well, 'specially in the locker room. Pussy was easy -- -I got my first piece last yr.

So -- -PONY, if ur not a sports nut, is an acronym for Protect Our Neighborhood Youth. It was organized in 1951 at George Washington, PA. Probably mostly Italians at that time time period, It served as a transition league from tykes, or pewee, to the up-coming high school.

So—anyways, back to PONY, and the locker rooms : )

We had a somewhat hot n sweaty practice this one good afternoon. Even though a give sport—it got hot in Texas pretty fast. My place had gotten kinda tight as my feet were growing like I was feeding them fertilizer -- -already at a sz 11, I truly had some big invertebrate foot, and dick : ) I shucked them, and my socks off, and tying the lace together, slung them over my shoulder -- -a suspensor matter : ) Walking across the mild forage of the field to the field household, barefooted, and into the cabinet room, I wasted no fourth dimension stripping down and heading for the shower bath. A lot of bios that age were still timid about being in front of another dude naked, mostly cause they really had n't developed much. Only about five or so of us actually showered up after drill. I just did it mostly to register off : )

So I hit the shower head, and turn the pee to 'pretty fuckin hot'. I loved the smell as it hit my back, and I held my subdivision up behind my head, exposing my stinkn cavity. Some said I was always showin off, causal agency I did n't face the rain shower capitulum. I just told them, naa—I just aint shy.

So it came to be on this day, that the team ass-hole, Reb Bradly, decided he had to make a comment about my big dick. I do n't really remember what he said, but I responded with something like he was weird for making fun of the fop with the full-grown dick on the team. He shot me back with something like, I was a addict, and I just laughed at him and said something like"Ya, that 's what ur sis said last night too ”. He came at me across the shower floor, but just before he got within munition reach, I pulled back and cold cocked him upside his head. He jumped from the floor, but again I got 3 flying soda water to his mouth, busting him up hard, and the b l o o d streamed down his chest and breadbasket, and washed down the drain.

The whole room got really quite, and Johnny just laid there for a moment, collecting his thought, I guess. I took a coup d'oeil across the room at the other guys, and grinning, just said 'silver baseball glove'. Deciding that this was n't going to end it, I walk over and grab him by the fuzz, and attract him to where his capitulum is just level with my dick."So Bradly -- -you like my peter, huh ?"“ You like how it hangs down, half way to my knee, all bushy and tell on ?"“ Bet you wish you could touch it, huh ?"“ Fuck off, Dillon"“ Fuck off you say, ? Ya, I might make love off—fuck off in ur mouth, maybe"The others kinda bunched up together, and a few grin and human elbow lick gave me the juice to go through with it. I never stood down.

"I seen you checking me out dude—admiring my big jock dick. I mean, it 's kool and all, be kool to see who sucks better -- -your sister, or you"I surmise still nobody knew—it was in fact Bradly 's sister that I busted my cherry over a couple of years ago. This, of line, got me just the reaction I wanted. As the other bois started laughing, Johnny jumped from the trading floor and reared back to take a swing music. But, I blocked his awkward swing, and once again, delivered 3 severe pops to his mouthpiece, right at the same place. The b l o o d was now flowing profusely down his torso, and I heard one of the bois exclaim that 'this was going to be epic'.

Again, I grab him by the hair, and at this full point Im about half hard, and running my allow bridge player into his mouth, I say to him in a abstruse growling part, 'suck me'. The expressions on the bois faces were pricless -- -was I really gon na make this dude take up my dick—right here in the showers, in front of half the squad ? You damm skippy I was -- -no awe."I said suck me punk, or I 'll go for your teeth next ”.

To my surprise, Johnny Kelso ( whom later would suit my in force protagonist in football game ) ran up behind Bradly, and grabbing him by the hair from behind,

f o r c e s him forward, and himself demands"suck it, fag"Bradly hesitates, then Kelso hits him in the back of the head. I heard a couple of the sheik mutter"fuck this shit -- -were outta here"Finally Bradly opens his mouth, and I shove my now hard 7 ½ inch in, and press it all the way down his pharynx, burying my jock cock to the loins."Ya—that 's it"exclaims Kelso, quite excited."Suck ur master dick b o y ”. As I hold on to the top of Bradly 's hair, I begin pumping his throat like a smut virtuoso. In and out, in rapid mode, I dicked him down like a opus of meat. It took only a few moments for me to blow my junk down his throat, and he choked up my jizz from his belly. I just looked at him, and laughed like a mad man.

Assuming he was done, he started to digest, but I grabbed his hair again, and just said"uh-uh punk -- -you got ta take charge of my assistant now ”. As Bradly opened his oral cavity in skepticism, Kelso grinned realy big, and just said"oh pit ya"I glance over to the lockers, and see the few that were dressing begin to leave. I shot out at them"Anyone that leaves, will get the Same discussion. Im the master, and you will do what the fuck I tell you"They just sat on the bench, some of them watching. dead reckoning they decided not to test me.

"sucking him touchwood -- -suck that big suspensor turncock. Suck him in force too -- -or I 'll tear you up some more"Bradly sucked down on Kelso 's cock like his life depended on it. I guess from a certain point of panorama, it did. Do n't be intimate if he had sucked a hawkshaw before, but the b o y was damm good. Kelso, in like mode as my self, skull fucked his throat like a crazed mad man. It only took present moment for him to blow his wad down Bradly 's pharynx. Grabbing him on both sides of his head, Kelso slammed his mouth about 5 times, os pubis to teeth, blowing hot jock jizz down his throat. Pretty impressive, I thought to myself. It would be a duo of years yet, but eventually I would do to know the taste of that thick jock jizz, and it was really skilful : )

Finally I yank Bradly back straight up. Grabbing him by the throat, I say to him in a forte interpreter"Had enuff Bradly -- -that enough dick for one day"? He shook his head up and down that he had. I shove him backward, into the locker area, where he fell into the small group sitting on the benches. After a quick rinse, Kelso and me exited the exhibitioner room, and joined the residue to get dressed.

"This is tangible simpleton -- - Anybody that repeats one fuckin thing that happened here today, can expect waaaaay worse penalty. What happens here, stays here"A few month later, most of those guys present that day, would turn the founding members of, 'The Diamond Dawgs'.

"Now—Anybody that wants to come over later, I got beer, and dope ”. I look over at Bradly, still sitting on the workbench, looking like he 's waiting on his side by side order."You too Bradly -- -you got ur punishment ”