New athlete story -- -Freshman year—Chptr 11 -- School 's Out !

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

Yaaaawweee. Finally ! In spite of my modelling student athlete condition, early than football and cheerleaders, I pretty much scorned school. It just was n't me, and therefore no design for college. I bolted out the gym room access, and headed straight for my landrover. I was so lofty of it, and had gotten tons of regard. Canary yellow -- -Muncie 4-speed. 33"Micky Thompson tires. One bad ass fuckin sound system of rules. Edlebrock intake and carb. I ripped my tee off running towards it, then my kicks on comer. I had n't had the top on the jeep since I bought it. Topless, topless, and barefooted. A proud model for white boi trailer scum -- -even though we did live in a sign of the zodiac : )

I was horny and out to get high, and drunk, and some lucky boi or miss was gon na get 9"of heavy jock cock today.

But first, lol, just to recap -- -

The natal day bash down at the dining car two weeks ago was awful. Mom and the little girl went all out, with BBQ and banana pudding. tons of guys from the team were there, including Brad Duncan. Every clip Mandy came to our table, she would smile at Brad, and he would crimson. One one trip, Brad bolted for the boy room out of plethora. As Mandy approached the table, I said to her"Mandy -- -- look at that laughingstock ! Ai n't that the weakened bum"? Pointing at Brad. Mandy giggled, and responded"Ya, it is kinda cute ”."Kinda"? ? ? I said in amazment. Tell me you would n't move over anything to sink ur teeth into that hard jock sum"! Mandy blushed, and giggled again, just as Brad emerges up the hallway from the john. Dustin, of all people spoke up offer,"I hear he has a big dick too ”. Mandy grasped her face, with that girlish"Oh my Gawd ”, just as Brad arrives back at the table."Whut"? Brad asks perplexed. Dustin pipes up again,"Mandy wants to check out ur butt ”. Now both are utterly embarrassed at our tantalization of them so, pointing towards the spine of the diner, I just offer"That put off 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 way-out thought -- -so I decided to postulate some plate. We all rise, and I leave a five dollar bill on the tabular array for Mandy. Walking back towards them I offer to Brad,"OK homie—we did the preliminary exam study for ya—do n't fuck it up now ”.

Exactly three twelvemonth later to the day, both Brad and Mandy said"I DO ”. The intact football team served as honorary best men, in full 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 planetary house, and as promised, I hopped on lil bro 's mt bicycle and strolled down to his menage about 10:00 PM, with pudding in hand : )

Kirk welcomed me in, and we head straight for the patio. I asked if he had a beer, and he gave me a firmly parental face. I told him it was totally poise, that I would never squeal on a node."An besides fellow, I been drinkin and smokin dope since before fledgling year. . Kirk shook his headway, 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 strong Texas nighttime, and went right to work on my big 9"jock shaft. Kirk was still amazed at my gift, and being so Loretta Young, and non-bashfull at showing it off at any chance. After stroking up a few minutes, and spreading my branch a bit more, I jab my hairy ass-hole with my middle finger, and got the fuck juices flowing. Kirk asked if I wanted another beer, to which I nodded yes. ( suddenly he 's out to get me drunk ? ? ? ) As he jumped to the kitchen, I fished out the banana pudding from my plump for pac. Quickly huffing down the vanilla wafers, leaving just the creamy pudding, and meringue, I take a big easy lay in my hand, and grab my blockheaded meat, returning to stroking it up, coating it with the pud as lubricant, lol.

When Kirk returns with the beer, he just smiles, and said I was one kinky dude."Ya—I got the idea at the dinner -- -this will be the unspoiled juice you ever had.

I let go of my cock, and seize the beer -- -once again chugging it down until almost void. I hardly did anything slow down -- -everything was fast and intemperately. I look over at Kirk, and just said"get it dude -- -get on my big nanner putz"with a grin. Kirk wasted no clip in leaping for my big jockstrap dick, and gobbled it down to the pubis. I rolled my eyes back, and tilted my chief back into the lounge chair. Oh my fuckin god, that felt great. As he ran his clapper around my shaft, and piss snatch, mixing my bang juice with the pud, I thought I was going to burst forth just any moment. Grabbing the two beer cans, I sucked down the last few oz. of each, then grabbing Kirk around the rear of his heading, began a relentless hammer of his throat.

It only took a few minute of arc before the abs started to tighten up, and with one final plunge, I unload in Kirk 's throat. Five stroke of my wooden-headed jock rope go straight down, as he chokes up to hold in it. Some of my consignment starts ozzing back out of his backtalk as he feverishly laps me up like a pup. I pushed his psyche up off my hawkshaw, and then something that had never happened—I blasted two more circle straight up to my pecs, leaving a track down to my belly. I just grin really big, then raising my base up into the air, told him to advertise my legs back behind my capitulum.

Eager to accommodate, I snatch up another 3 digit of the pud, and spread it up and down my hirsute sally and muddle. Staring down at him, I simply say"munch ”, to which he quickly obeys. Finally grabbing his own rock hard dick, Kirk begins to pluck it like a mad man, while munching down on my 'nanner flavored greasy jockstrap hole. It only took a hour before he came up, and aiming for my dresser, blasted his own load across my torso.

I scooped up a distich to a greater extent digit of the pudding, and running them up and down my chest and belly, mix the succus and pudding together. Kirk gives me a wrestle flavor, and just says"what about the water"? I flash back an evil grin, and just mutter"fuckin pig ”. I relax my torso, and close my eyes. Stretching my two arms up and behind my head, I turn my headway from left to right, taking a deep miff of my ripe stinkin pits. I unload the stream, hitting me just under the chin, and pluck my full consistency with my hot stinkin pissing. Surprising even me, I pop out another three shots of my dense jock goo, free-handed. As the juice and take a leak and pudding mix together, Kirk buries his fount in my belly, and starts lapping up the mix, again like a thirsty puppy.

After both of us just lay there for several 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 blessing, and I got dressed, sliding into my tee over the milky hole still sticking to my trunk. I tied the laces together of my PF aviator, and slung them around the rachis of my neck—a jock thing.

rightfulness upon leaving, I asked Kirk if he knew a tat guy. He responded that he in fact did, so I asked him to moderate and see if the clotheshorse would put some ink on me. If it helped, tell him I got a big dick : )

Sooooo, back to today. As I got home from schoolhouse, I quickly changed into some cut-offs and stoolpigeon. Kirk had let me preserve the beaters he gave me to wear out a duad of hebdomad ago on my birthday for 'mowing shoes'. They stunk, lol.

I quickly jog down to his house, and fish out the mower to start his yard—it was his day. It was hot—about 90, and I started dripping in elbow grease as soon as I got going. Finishing up, Kirk joins me around back at the terrace 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 night, and at his mansion. I said that was alright with me, but I would have to bring along lil bro."So what is this tat your so urgent about getting"? Having anticipated the head, I fish out the slice of newspaper I had stored in my cover air hole. That big beautiful diamond, with 'go go diamond dillon'arced across the top. I explained to Kirk it had been in my storage locker at every biz, right under my helmet. I still had no idea where it came from.

"That 's get Matt"I respond with"ya—-and so is this"With that I whip out my big jock putz, and part 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 suspensor dust pretty ready today I guess : )

As we finish up, and Kirk re-fills the tea, he offers that we could go down to"jakes"firm 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 point me. Also, he had a son about Dustin 's age, so they could string up out together while the rest of us worked on the ink.

I said that all was awesome, to add up by about 7:00 and we could go grab some chuck down at the diner, then head out. We would n't tell mom, cause she kinda had a thing about TAT and hooey, and she already had voiced that she did n't like the mohawk. Most of us that got them back at homecoming were still sporting them, and decided to keep them for richly school.

The diner was engaged, being a Fri night. Since there were three of us we opted for pizza pie instead of burgers. Scarfing it down rather quickly, we head for the door."What you b o y s up to tonight hun"? asked my mom all pollyannaish n shit. I hesitate until we were out the door, and as it closes I holler back"getting a tattoo mom ”. Kirk and Dustin and me each kickoff giggling, and bolt for the car to escape before mom could fare out to hold back us.

We arrive about 45 instant later at Jake 's -- -he was bout 20 miles 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 principal for the den, with snacks in deal to get into some scarey movies. The rest of us head downstairs to Jake 's domicile studio. I shed my tee on the way down, and Sheila compliments me on my 'tite'bod. I give a unquiet grin and head for the obvious chair. Showing the drawing to Jake, he replied with"Oh ya -- -that 's sweet. This will be easy, about 30 min ”.

It was pretty quite as Jake went to go, digging the phonograph needle into the muscle of my back right berm. He asked about the drafting, so once again I went through the story. Jumping up to re-fill our boozing, Sheila commented on the 'lump'in my drawers. Blushing, and looking down at my justly second joint, I just kinda grinned and softly replied"ya—it 's pretty big ”. Freeballin as usual, and noticing that my jeans were a bit cockeyed tonight, I was packing a pretty big lump. Even gentle, I hung about 7"Jake just kept working and the room got quite again.

I took about 40 min, and Jake complimented that I took the phonograph needle well, being my inaugural metre. I checked it out in the mirror, and flashed a big grinning, thanking him for doing it. When I asked Jake how much, he cleared his pharynx, and started slowly with"well lustrelessness, here 's the raft. Normally that would be about a $ 75 tat. But I got a suggestion for ya you might like. We already heard about that big shaft of yours—Kirk went into some pretty good details for us. So -- -- I want you to fuck my married woman, and Kirk and me watch ”.

A feeling of astonishment, for sure enough, came across my face. I just looked at Jake, and replied"huh ?"“ Ya Matt -- -fuck my wife. She digs young athlete stopcock, and it 's totally cool with me. We wo n't tell either, lol"I respond nervously with,"well, fuck ya"!

Sheila jumps up with joy, and taking a nimble swig of her bloody mary, we all go back upstairs to the professional bedroom.

Sheila quickly jumps on the bed, and sheds her apparel, while Jake and Kirk postulate a seat each on the side of meat of the bed. I shrug my shoulder joint, and spend my pants, and quetch them to the infantry of the bed."Oh my gawd honey -- -he 's so hairy ! And look at that cute tite butt"! I just flash a smile, and crawl up between Sheila 's thigh 's from the base of the bed. Spreading her slightly, I dive straight in, burying my face into her bushy snatch, and stay my tongue right into her cunt. Sheila let 's out a cold-shoulder exclamation, and spreading her more open with my hired hand, run my clapper even deeper into her wet snatch. I did n't usually expend a lot of time nibbling on the clit like a lot of guy wire do, I wanted that purulent juice all over my fount !

Eating her out for about 15 minutes, while Kirk and Jake begin jacking their shaft watching, I decided it was time to slip her the meat. Sitting back on all fours, I grab my hawkshaw and balls, and draw my now shake hard putz into her lips. As her eyes widen, and she inhales, I drive my blockheaded jock essence all the way in. Sheila grabs me around the small of my back, and I start a slow thrust, in and out of her burrow, getting her all moist and wet. A few hour of slow mo, and sucking on her tits, suddenly, she pushes my side back with both hands, and loudly proclaims,"fuck me Matthew—fuck me and think of it"

wellspring, that 's all I needed. Sitting back on my haunches, I grab Sheila by her thighs, and swing them up and over my shoulders. Maintaining a loaded grip, I slam it to her with a soften trustfulness, and go to town. promptly jabbing her cunt with my thick pulsating cock, I start sweating, dripping down my forehead and stone pit. It was hot in the elbow 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 eye 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 dick at the alkali, and aim right for her mouth. BAMM !

Three quick guess right to her face. Then 5 More right field between the tits, then trailing down to her tummy. I smiled at my 'average'load, 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 dress, and I go round up Dustin. I knew he would be getting sleepy-eyed, and we were just shy of an hour getting back home. We get back, and I thank Kirk for an awing dark, and put Dustin to bed. Down to my room, I fish out another beer from the mini-fridge, and igniter up a joint. Been wanting that all day. Putting on some pornography, I grab hold of my still wet pecker and go at it. One more nut before crashing out .