New jock Tales—Chpt 1 -- -Pony League

I guess I was just a born jock—I considered myself favourable. You could say, I guess, that I was overly developed for my age. Not real big, psyche you, only about 5'10 ”, maybe 125 lbs on a wet day : ). I already had hair on my legs, and up in the crack of my ass, and a somewhat nice 'bush'in my nether region, and hanging 7 1/2"of dick. To virtually of the other guy cable on the baseball team, I guess I was intimidating.

Girls came at me like crazy, and I was smart enough to detect a few coup d'oeil from the guys as well, 'specially in the footlocker room. Pussy was easy -- -I got my first patch finish year.

So -- -PONY, if ur not a variation nut, is an acronym for Protect Our Neighborhood youthfulness. It was organized in 1951 at Washington, PA. Probably mostly Italians at that time period, It served as a changeover league from nipper, or peewee, to the up-coming high school.

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

We had a fairly hot n sweaty exercise this one afternoon. Even though a saltation 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 infantry, and dick : ) I shucked them, and my socks off, and tying the lace together, slung them over my shoulder -- -a jock matter : ) Walking across the piano grass of the flying field to the battleground house, barefooted, and into the locker room, I wasted no time stripping down and heading for the showers. A lot of bios that age were still faint-hearted about being in front of another sheik naked, mostly cause they really had n't developed much. Only about five or so of us actually showered up after practice. I just did it mostly to show off : )

So I hit the shower question, and wrick the weewee to 'pretty fuckin hot'. I loved the feel as it hit my dorsum, and I held my arms up behind my oral sex, exposing my stinkn stone. Some said I was always showin off, cause I did n't face the shower down headland. I just told them, naa—I just aint shy.

So it came to be on this day, that the team ass-hole, Johnny Bradly, decided he had to take in a gossip about my big peter. I do n't really call back what he said, but I responded with something like he was weird for making fun of the dandy with the bighearted dick on the team. He shot me back with something like, I was a freak, and I just laughed at him and said something like"Ya, that 's what ur babe said last night too ”. He came at me across the shower floor, but just before he got within arms reach, I pulled back and cold-blooded cocked him upside his psyche. He jumped from the floor, but again I got 3 quickly soda pop to his mouthpiece, busting him up hard, and the b l o o d streamed down his chest and stomach, and washed down the drain.

The whole room got really quite, and greyback just laid there for a arcminute, collecting his thoughts, I guess. I took a glance across the room at the other hombre, and smile, just said 'silver gloves'. Deciding that this was n't going to end it, I walk over and grab him by the hair's-breadth, and pull out him to where his head is just level with my dick."So Bradly -- -you like my cock, huh ?"“ You like how it hangs down, half way to my articulatio genus, all bushy and shit ?"“ Bet you wish you could touch it, huh ?"“ Fuck off, Dillon"“ Fuck off you say, ? Ya, I might screw off—fuck off in ur sassing, maybe"The others kinda bunched up together, and a few grins and elbow punches 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 baby, or you"I guess still nonentity knew—it was in fact Bradly 's babe that I busted my cherry over a couple of years ago. This, of course, got me just the reaction I wanted. As the other bois started laughing, Johnny jumped from the floor and reared back to take a swing. But, I blocked his awkward swing, and once again, delivered 3 punishing soda to his sassing, right at the Lapp position. 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 whisker, and at this full stop Im about half hard, and running my allow mitt into his mouth, I say to him in a deeply growling voice, 'suck me'. The manifestation on the bois faces were pricless -- -was I really gon na make this buster suck my dick—right here in the showers, in front of half the team ? You damm skippy I was -- -no awe."I said suck me punk, or I 'll go for your teeth next ”.

To my surprise, Rebel Kelso ( whom later would become my sound friend in football ) 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 match of the swell mutter"fuck this tinker's damn -- -were outta here"Finally Bradly opens his sass, and I shove my now hard 7 ½ inches in, and tug it all the way down his pharynx, burying my athlete cock to the loins."Ya—that 's it"exclaims Kelso, quite delirious."Suck ur superior dick b o y ”. As I hold on to the top of Bradly 's tomentum, I begin pumping his throat like a porn champion. In and out, in speedy mode, I dicked him down like a firearm of heart. 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 crazy man.

Assuming he was done, he started to stand, but I grabbed his hair again, and just said"uh-uh punk -- -you got ta take care of my helper now ”. As Bradly opened his mouth in disbelief, Kelso grinned realy big, and just said"oh hell ya"I glance over to the storage locker, and see the few that were dressing Menachem Begin to leave. I shot out at them"Anyone that leaves, will get the Saami discussion. Im the sea captain, and you will do what the fuck I tell you"They just sat on the Bench, some of them watching. Guess they decided not to test me.

"Suck him tough -- -suck that big jock cock. Suck him good too -- -or I 'll burst you up some more"Bradly sucked down on Kelso 's cock like his life depended on it. I guess from a certain power point of view, it did. Do n't know if he had sucked a pecker before, but the b o y was damm good. Kelso, in similar mode as my self, skull fucked his throat like a crazed mad man. It only took consequence for him to fumble his wad down Bradly 's throat. Grabbing him on both side of his head, Kelso slammed his mouth about 5 clip, pubes to teeth, blowing hot jock jizz down his throat. Pretty telling, I thought to myself. It would be a match of years yet, but eventually I would make out to recognize the taste of that compact supporter jizz, and it was really good : )

Finally I yank Bradly back straight up. Grabbing him by the throat, I say to him in a loud voice"Had enuff Bradly -- -that enough tool for one day"? He shook his head up and down that he had. I shove him backward, into the footlocker domain, where he fell into the lowly group sitting on the benches. After a quick rinse, Kelso and me exited the rain shower room, and joined the relief to get dressed.

"This is material simpleton -- - Anybody that repeats one fuckin affair that happened here today, can gestate waaaaay tough punishment. What happens here, stays here"A few months later, most of those guys present that day, would get the ground members of, 'The rhomb Dawgs'.

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