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

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

Yaaaawweee. Finally ! In malice of my model scholar jock status, other than football and cheerleaders, I pretty much despised school. It just was n't me, and therefore no plans for college. I bolted out the gym threshold, and headed straight person for my landrover. I was so proud of it, and had gotten tons of compliments. Canary yellow -- -Muncie 4-speed. 33"Micky Count Rumford tires. One bad ass fuckin sound scheme. Edlebrock breathing in 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 white boi poke trash -- -even though we did live in a house : )

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

But first, lol, just to recap -- -

The birthday bash down at the diner two hebdomad ago was awing. Mom and the girls went all out, with BBQ and banana pudding. plenty of guys from the team were there, including Brad Duncan. Every fourth dimension Mandy came to our tabular array, she would smile at Brad, and he would blush. One one slip, Brad bolted for the boys room out of embarrassment. As Mandy approached the table, I said to her"Mandy -- -- look at that butt ! Ai n't that the cutest tush"? Pointing at Brad. Mandy giggled, and responded"Ya, it is kind of precious ”."Kinda"? ? ? I said in amazment. state me you would n't break anything to bury ur tooth into that heavily athletic supporter kernel"! Mandy blushed, and giggled again, just as Brad emerges up the hallway from the bathroom. Dustin, of all people spoke up offer,"I hear he has a big dick too ”. Mandy grasped her grimace, with that schoolgirlish"Oh my Gawd ”, just as Brad arrives back at the tabular array."Whut"? Brad asks perplexed. Dustin pipes up again,"Mandy wants to find out 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 table down there is empty ”."Hey mom—Brandy gon na take a break"!"OK hun ”.

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

Exactly three age later to the day, both Brad and Mandy said"I DO ”. The entire football team served as honorary in force men, in entire uniform : ) This class will be their twenty-fifth day of remembrance. Just thought I 'd throw that in there : )

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

Kirk welcomed me in, and we head straight for the terrace. I asked if he had a beer, and he gave me a hard paternal smell. I told him it was totally chill, that I would never squeal on a client."An besides dude, I been drinkin and smokin dope since before Freshman yr. . Kirk shook his promontory, prolly wondering what he had gotten himself into.

Finally giving in, he brings out an ice cold one, and I nearly down it in one gulp. I instantly strip down in the warm Texas nighttime, and went right to work on my big 9"jock cock. Kirk was still amazed at my gift, and being so young, and non-bashfull at showing it off at any opportunity. 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 bed juices flowing. Kirk asked if I wanted another beer, to which I nodded yes. ( suddenly he 's out to get me pledge ? ? ? ) As he jumped to the kitchen, I fished out the banana pudding from my spine pac. Quickly huffing down the vanilla wafers, leaving just the creamy pudding, and meringue, I take a big scoop in my hand, and grab my thick center, 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 fop."Ya—I got the estimate at the dinner -- -this will be the best juice you ever had.

I let go of my dick, and seize the beer -- -once again chugging it down until almost empty. I hardly did anything decelerate -- -everything was immobile and hard. I look over at Kirk, and just said"get it dude -- -get on my big nanner gumshoe"with a grin. Kirk wasted no fourth dimension in leaping for my big jock dick, and gobbled it down to the pubic bone. I rolled my eye back, and tilted my headway back into the lounge chair. Oh my fuckin god, that felt with child. As he ran his tongue around my shaft, and water slit, mixing my nooky juice with the pud, I thought I was going to explode 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 head, began a relentless pounding of his throat.

It only took a few minute before the abs started to tighten, and with one final plunge, I unload in Kirk 's throat. Five shots of my thick jock rophy go straight down, as he chokes up to hold 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 teacher up off my dick, and then something that had never happened—I blasted two more than ropes straight up to my pecs, leaving a trail down to my belly. I just grin really big, then raising my invertebrate foot up into the air, told him to force my legs back behind my capitulum.

Eager to adapt, I snatch up another 3 fingerbreadth 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 laborious dick, Kirk begins to pull it like a mad man, while munching down on my 'nanner flavored greasy athlete hole. It only took a moment before he came up, and aiming for my pectus, blasted his own encumbrance across my torso.

I scooped up a couple more fingerbreadth of the pud, and running them up and down my chest and belly, mix the succus and pudding together. Kirk gives me a worm aspect, and just says"what about the weewee"? I flash back an evil grin, and just muttering"fuckin pig ”. I relax my organic structure, and close my eyes. Stretching my two arms up and behind my principal, I turn my head from left to rectify, taking a deeply huff of my ripe stinkin pits. I unload the stream, hitting me just under the mentum, and gazump my full organic structure with my hot stinkin urine. Surprising even me, I pop out another three stroke of my thick jock goo, free-handed. As the juice and piss and pudding mix together, Kirk buries his look in my belly, and starts lapping up the mix, again like a hungry puppy.

After both of us just lay there for respective 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 body. I tied the lace together of my PF circular, and slung them around the back of my neck—a jock thing.

right field 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 dude would put some ink on me. If it helped, tell him I got a big hawkshaw : )

Sooooo, back to today. As I got place from school, I quickly changed into some cut-offs and sneaker. Kirk had let me keep the beaters he gave me to wear a dyad of hebdomad 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 patio with a tall 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 dark, and at his house. I said that was fine with me, but I would bear to play 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 pocket. That big beautiful diamond, with 'go go diamond dillon'arced across the top. I explained to Kirk it had been in my cabinet at every game, right under my helmet. I still had no estimate where it came from.

"That 's amazing Matt"I respond with"ya—-and so is this"With that I whip out my big athlete putz, and get going stroking up. Kirk just grin, and says"oh Ya"

We got at it like usual, cept this time more on the vanilla side. He wanted that thick athletic supporter debris pretty quick today I guess : )

As we finish up, and Kirk re-fills the tea, he offers that we could go down to"Jakes"household tonight to get the tat done. He would spy me some cash if I needed it, causal agency he forgot to ask Jake what he would institutionalise me. Also, he had a son about Dustin 's age, so they could pay heed out together while the relaxation 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 diner, then head out. We would n't tell mom, cause she kinda had a thing about tats and hooey, and she already had voiced that she did n't like the mohawk. Most of us that got them back at return were still sporting them, and decided to restrain them for high shoal.

The diner was busy, being a Friday night. Since there were three of us we opted for pizza pie instead of Burger. Scarfing it down rather quickly, we head for the doorway."What you b o y s up to tonight hun"? asked my mom all pollyannaish 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 deadbolt for the car to escape before mom could make out out to stop us.

We arrive about 45 minutes later at Jake 's -- -he was bout 20 international nautical mile out in the commonwealth, and there was some traffic getting out of President Tyler. Jake introduces his wife, Sheila, and son Nate. The two b o y s head for the den, with snacks in manus to get into some scarey movie. The rest of us head downstairs to Jake 's home plate studio apartment. I shed my tee on the way down, and Sheila compliments me on my 'tite'bod. I give a nervous grin and point for the obvious chair. Showing the drawing to Jake, he replied with"Oh ya -- -that 's sweetness. This will be loose, about 30 minutes ”.

It was pretty quite as Jake went to work, digging the phonograph needle into the muscle of my back the right way shoulder. He asked about the lottery, so once again I went through the story. 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 somewhat big ”. Freeballin as usual, and noticing that my jeans were a bit rigorous tonight, I was packing a pretty big lump. Even soft, I hung about 7"Jake just kept working and the room got quite again.

I took about 40 minutes, and Jake complimented that I took the needle well, being my first 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 Matt, here 's the deal. Normally that would be about a $ 75 tat. But I got a proposition for ya you might wish. We already heard about that big prick 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 for certain, came across my face. I just looked at Jake, and replied"huh ?"“ Ya lusterlessness -- -fuck my married woman. She digs Whitney Young jock stopcock, and it 's totally sang-froid with me. We wo n't recount either, lol"I respond nervously with,"well, fuck ya"!

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

Sheila quickly jumps on the bed, and sheds her clothes, while Jake and Kirk take a buttocks each on the English of the bed. I shrug my berm, and drop my drawers, and kick them to the foot of the bed."Oh my gawd honey -- -he 's so hairy ! And look at that cute tite bum"! I just flash a grin, and cower up between Sheila 's thigh 's from the fundament of the bed. Spreading her slightly, I dive straight in, burying my face into her bushy pussy, and bewilder my clapper right into her cunt. Sheila let 's out a slender exclamation, and spreading her more clear with my hands, run my tongue even deeper into her wet puss. I did n't usually spend a lot of time nibbling on the clit like a lot of guys do, I wanted that pussy succus all over my face !

Eating her out for about 15 minutes, while Kirk and Jake begin jacking their gumshoe watching, I decided it was time to slip her the nub. Sitting back on all IV, I grab my dick and balls, and guide my now rock concentrated hawkshaw into her lips. As her eyes widen, and she inhales, I drive my thick jockstrap meat all the way in. Sheila grabs me around the lowly of my back, and I start a tardily thrust, in and out of her tunnel, getting her all moist and wet. A few bit of boring mo, and sucking on her knocker, suddenly, she pushes my face back with both deal, 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 thigh, and swing them up and over my shoulder. Maintaining a fuddled handle, I slam it to her with a moderate reliance, and go to town. Quickly jabbing her bitch with my thickheaded pulsating cock, I start sweating, dripping down my os frontale and pits. 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 dicks like a couple of pent up prisoners. I continued ramming Sheila like a horned up dog myself, and clenching my optic and teeth, I finally get out out. From her screaming and gyrating around, and the wetness of my pubic region, I assumed she had cum. I grab my dick at the base, and aim right for her mouth. BAMM !

Three fast shots right to her font. Then 5 more rightfulness between the tits, then trailing down to her pot. I smiled at my 'average'payload, but to the others, prolly pretty big. Sheila exclaims"oh my gawd"and I quickly hop off the bed and seize my jeans.

We quickly dress, and I go assault up Dustin. I knew he would be getting sleepy, and we were just shy of an hour getting back rest home. We get back, and I thank Kirk for an awesome night, and put Dustin to bed. Down to my way, I fish out another beer from the mini-fridge, and Light 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 Thomas More nut before crashing out .