New Jock Tales—Chptr 3 -- -Benji Mattox Got ta Older Bro

"Yo Benji—what 's up ?"“ Ahh nuttin man, just chillin"“ Say—let 's go down to the diner"“ Ya—How we getting there ?"“ See if ur big bro will take us—give us a ride in that sweet-scented GTO"“ Ahh, I dunno man, he 's kinda a big dead reckoning now since he got that car"“ Just ask him dude—I 'll buy, anything he wants"“ He said anything ?"“ YA dude, whatever he wants"“ Steak ?"“ screwing, ya if it takes a steak, I guess so"“ Aight then we will be there in 15 to take up you up -- -ur lil bro too ?"“ Ya Ill have to bring him"“ Ok then see ya ”.

Benji Mattox'erstwhile bro was print. He was 17 and on the high school b-ball team. He had some farsighted ass hairy ramification, and some super bushy pits—real long hairs, I admired them. He could palm a b-ball with his huge hands—I figure his in-between finger's breadth must have been 7-8 inches. Would love to see if the theory held true on him : )

We get down to the diner about 6:30. It was pretty crowded on a Wednesday nite. Mom came up and took crapulence purchase order. Dustin, my lil bro, got mad cause I would n't let him have a nose candy."Rot ur teeth ”, I told him. But I said he could have a milk-shake if he acted grown up, and not like some lil strong-armer k I d. The rest of us ordered iced tea, so 's not to rub in the coke matter. In a few min we were all choking down on some hamburger steaks. Mark made squeamish and got the same as us instead of holding me to the steak deal. He said just purchasing was cool off enough.

We finish up and I throw mom a five dollar bill. She said we did n't throw to, but I told her work was work -- -did n't matter who you were waiting on—besides, I 'd get it back in good-by 's : ) She just smiled. We get back to our firm, and Benji manages to get his big bro to come in and check out my room. He thought it was really cool, being down in the basement n shit. Said he might 'rent'it out from me from time to fourth dimension to bring a girl too. I just smiled and said 'sure'.

We turned the TV on, and kicked back to Doby Gilles. It was pretty quite, then I popped up without cerebration,"Man, that Maynard, I could tear his diddly up ”. All three looked at me, with no answer. I just muttered a 'fuck', and went on with"Dustin, you need to get ur butt upstairs now."Ahhh Matthew, please let me stay"“ Nope—close to your bedtime anyway"“ Ahhh com'on"almost shrieking."Now look—I told you you could suffer that milk shake if you did n't act like a lil punk—now com'on"I grab him by the arm and start pulling him up the stairs. I decided to head for the kitchen, and fished out a slice of chocolate cake we brought from the diner. Pouring him up a chicken feed of milk to go with it ;"Now, sit there and eat that, then take ur little ass to bed -- -no more whining"Dustin seemed cognitive content with the cake, and did as I told him. Now, back downstairs.

"Soooo Dillon, what was that squat about fuckin Bob Denver ?"I just went for it."Ahhh nooky ya 'll, just look at him. Beatnic—scruffy -- -skinny -- -Id piece of ass that dude public treasury I got his bullshit on my peter"Benji sat there not saying a Holy Scripture, but Mark just rolled over laughing."I think I 'll go upstairs too, maybe hang out with Dustin"muttered Benji. chump and me just smiled at him.

I fished out a dyad of beers from the mini electric refrigerator. Deutschmark was amazed I had that, just being 14."Mom never comes down here, and dad is always on the road. We pop the caps and each take a long draft."Hey man—I got some weed too"

"shag dawg—you just got everything down here"“ Ya—and porn too"! Mark just flashed a big grin and said 'naaaa'.

I reached under the cabinet, and popped in a pornography into the VCR. Soon as it started up, Mark was kicked back on my bed with his stage slightly spread."Got him"I thought to myself. I took another slug of my beer, and proceeded to drift up a fat join. I was gon na get this one superfluous high up, cause I was determined to see what was in those gasp. I fire up the roast and involve a immediate hit, then communicate it over to Mark. He takes a quick hit as well, but I usher him on with"naaa dawg—hit it honorable yo"marking looks at me and grins. I figure being a few years quondam than me, he was probably way ahead of me, and knew exactly what I was doing. As long as he participated, I guess that was near : )

After about 15 hour we were both rubbing our bulges through our dungaree. Legs slightly spread, with my left and his rightfield slightly rubbing against each former. We finished up the joint, with Mark smoking almost of it. I jumped up and fished out 2 to a greater extent beers. Popping mine clear, I slugged down about half, just to be impressive. I shuck my jeans off, tossing them to the floor, then plain back once again on the bed, this time getting right up following to Mark. scar kinda looks at me, but did n't say anything. Im rubbing my dick now up and down, behind my jockstrap, making it grow super hard, and oozing fuck succus. I tapped the end of my micturate pussy through my jock, and licked the tip of my finger muttering"ummm"Deutsche Mark looked over and grinned at me, still not saying anything. I guess he was going to ready me beg for it, lol.

Finally I raise up again, and this time shucked off my athletic supporter, and playfully tossed it onto fall guy face. Mark snaffle my jock and started rubbing it up and down his breast, and then taking a quick whiff. He was cut deep, and his pecs and abs were like granite. I grab my tool at the base, and rack it hard. Then taking the palm of my right hand, rub it across my piss snatch, making the succus ooze out even Sir Thomas More. Finally Mark stood up, and shucked out of his jeans and pugilist as well. I was startled when I saw him standing there, totally jockstrap naked. It was more than I even imagined. He had a loggerheaded patch of hair between his pectoralis, and a super thick happy track leading down to an explosive Dubyuh. It went about an column inch or so up his dick, which was rock laborious from the porn. I figured he had to be about 10 ”, and he was hanging some really hairy musket ball. I opened my rima oris to exclaim, But he grabbed me by the tomentum, and pulling my header towards his cock, just demanded"suck it punk"I swallowed down hard, taking as much of his putz as I could. Having choked down on dad 's a few times now, I was pretty well practiced.

I think it surprised him a bit, as he pushed his vast mushroom head past my tonsils. Still clenching my hair, Mark commence a relentless nookie of my youth pharynx. I squeezed my throat muscles as hard as I could, while maintaining a lip lock chamber on his head. gull just muttered"oh fuck ”. I looked up at him with those pup dog middle, and shot him a grin. After nearly 20 arcminute of sucking soft touch 's tremendous stopcock, he pushed me back on the bed, and told me to lye down on the bed on my belly. I did as he told me, and Mark quickly mounted me from behind, spreading my satiny smooth thighs. brand works up a big lugie, and spat out the snot and spit right into my hairy dickhead."Nice"he said, and then,"Oh ya homie -- -I know this is what ya been wantin, but it 's gon na pain like all fuckin inferno ”.

With that Saint Mark slid his solid 10"of cock into my sozzled teenage ass, with out stopping. He did n't slam it, but rather just pushed it in with one deliberate push, burying it to his loins. I clenched the sheet of paper, and my teeth, and let out a low throaty moan. Mark kinda chuckled, and just said"oh ya—he likes it"With that, home run grabs me by the waistline, and begins a stern pounding of my new tite jockstrap hole. I bucked up from my waist, but German mark pushed me back down, and continued to pound my yap without m e r c e y. Now that I was 'hot', and loosened up, he began to have sex me strong, and hitting deeper into my shit kettle of fish.

He moved up on my ass to where his dick was now going straight down my parachute, and held me down by the rear of my neck opening. Squeezing it hard, nearly cutting off my air, he now began slamming my ass with increasing effort, He was raising up his body from his knees, and slamming down full f o r c e, his big mushroom brain now invading my guts. Suddenly Mark let out a mild cry, then placing both his hands right at my waistline, gave one net slam to my ass. He unloaded like a H2O fountain, with shot after slam of hot boneheaded A-one jizz deep into my 14 yo ass. I could feel each shot as it blasted into the bulwark of my guts. He continued his pounding, draining every snow leopard of his hot jock jizz. Finally he slowed, and pulled his dick from my ass. I rolled over, and started jacking my hawkshaw as hard as I could. Suddenly I blew my on load straight up into the air. Five ropes, non plosive consonant, flying 3 feet into the air, then landing back on my belly in a puddle. I continued jacking until completely drained.

After a few moment, we both were finally laying there not saying a word. I reached over to the nite stand and lit up a dope. Handing one over to German mark, he declined, which I respected. In just a few more minutes, Benji is standing at the top of the stairs, and yowl down"Mark—you ready to go yet"?

Mark jumps up and quickly gets into his bagger and jeans and heads up the stairs. He and Benji leave, without a word being said. I guessed from the amount of jizz still leaking from my ass that home run had a good clock time. I know I did, and hoped to see more of him .