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

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

Yaaaawweee. Finally ! In spite of my model student athlete status, former than football and cheerleaders, I pretty much hate shoal. It just was n't me, and therefore no program for college. I bolted out the gym doors, and headed straight for my landrover. I was so proud of it, and had gotten net ton of compliments. canary yellow -- -Muncie 4-speed. 33"Micky Thompson tires. One bad ass fuckin sound organisation. Edlebrock intake and carb. I ripped my tee off running towards it, then my bitch on arrival. I had n't had the top on the jeep since I bought it. Topless, topless, and barefooted. A proud lesson for White River boi trailer trash -- -even though we did endure in a house : )

I was horny and out to get senior high school, and drunk, and some lucky boi or lady friend was gon na get 9"of intemperately jock cock today.

But first, lol, just to recapitulate -- -

The birthday bash down at the diner two hebdomad ago was awesome. Mom and the young lady went all out, with BBQ and banana pud. stacks of guys from the team were there, including Brad Isadora Duncan. Every metre Mandy came to our table, she would smile at Brad, and he would blush. One one trip, Brad bolted for the son room out of embarrassment. As Mandy approached the table, I said to her"Mandy -- -- look at that hind end ! Ai n't that the emasculated rear end"? Pointing at Brad. Mandy giggled, and responded"Ya, it is kinda cute ”."Kinda"? ? ? I said in amazment. Tell me you would n't cave in anything to slump ur teeth into that hard jockstrap meat"! Mandy blushed, and giggled again, just as Brad emerges up the hall from the bathroom. Dustin, of all people spoke up offering,"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 delay out ur buns ”. Now both are utterly embarrassed at our comb-out 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 pudding, suddenly I had the most far-out mentation -- -so I decided to pick out some home. We all rise, and I leave a fiver on the mesa for Mandy. Walking back towards them I offer to Brad,"OK homie—we did the prelim employment for ya—do n't fuck it up now ”.

Exactly three age later to the day, both Brad and Mandy said"I DO ”. The intact football team served as honorary honest men, in broad uniform : ) This year will be their 25th day of remembrance. Just thought I 'd cast off that in there : )

Kirk dropped me and Dustin off at the house, and as promised, I hopped on lil bro 's mt cycle and strolled down to his house about 10:00 PM, with pudding in helping hand : )

Kirk welcomed me in, and we head straight for the patio. I asked if he had a beer, and he gave me a hard parental spirit. I told him it was totally cool, that I would never squeal on a client."An besides dude, I been drinkin and smokin dumbbell since before fledgeling yr. . Kirk shook his head, prolly wondering what he had gotten himself into.

Finally giving in, he brings out an ice cold one, and I nearly kill it in one gulp. I instantly strip down in the warm Texas night, and went right to figure out on my big 9"jockstrap cock. Kirk was still amazed at my talent, and being so Thomas Young, and non-bashfull at showing it off at any probability. After stroking up a few mo, and spreading my pegleg a bit more, I jab my hairy ass-hole with my middle finger, and got the have it away succus 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 pud from my back pac. Quickly huffing down the vanilla wafers, leaving just the creamy pudding, and meringue, I take a big scoop shovel in my deal, and grab my thick meat, returning to stroking it up, coating it with the pudding as lubricating substance, lol.

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

I let go of my dick, and snap up the beer -- -once again chugging it down until almost empty. I hardly did anything slow -- -everything was profligate and hard. I look over at Kirk, and just said"get it dude -- -get on my big nanner dick"with a grin. Kirk wasted no time in leaping for my big jock hawkshaw, and gobbled it down to the os pubis. I rolled my oculus back, and tilted my head back into the lounge chair. Oh my fuckin god, that felt outstanding. As he ran his tongue around my shaft, and pass water slit, mixing my nookie juice with the pud, I thought I was going to burst forth just any bit. Grabbing the two beer bottom, I sucked down the last few ounces of each, then grabbing Kirk around the book binding of his question, began a relentless throbbing of his throat.

It only took a few minutes before the abs started to tighten, and with one final plunge, I unload in Kirk 's throat. Five shooting of my chummy athletic supporter rope go straight down, as he chokes up to carry it. Some of my consignment starts ozzing back out of his sassing as he feverishly laps me up like a pup. I pushed his head up off my hawkshaw, and then something that had never happened—I blasted two more ropes straight up to my pectoral, leaving a trail down to my belly. I just grin really big, then raising my feet up into the air, told him to push my legs back behind my ears.

bore to accommodate, I snatch up another 3 fingerbreadth of the pud, and spread it up and down my hairy sally and hole. Staring down at him, I simply say"munch ”, to which he quickly obeys. Finally grabbing his own rock intemperately putz, Kirk begins to pull it like a mad man, while munching down on my 'nanner flavored greasy jock hole. It only took a instant before he came up, and aiming for my chest, blasted his own shipment across my torso.

I scooped up a duo more finger of the pudding, and running them up and down my chest and belly, mix the juice and pud together. Kirk gives me a wrick flavor, and just says"what about the piss"? I flash back an evil grin, and just mutter"fuckin pig ”. I relax my body, and close my eyes. Stretching my two sleeve up and behind my principal, I turn my mind from left to right, taking a rich huff of my ripe stinkin colliery. I unload the stream, hitting me just under the Kuki, and soak my integral organic structure with my hot stinkin urine. Surprising even me, I pop out another three jibe of my buddy-buddy jock goo, free-handed. As the juices and water and pudding mix together, Kirk buries his face in my belly, and starts lapping up the mix, again like a hungry puppy.

After both of us just lay there for several minute of arc, I told Kirk I really should jet—I did n't like leaving Dustin at domicile by himself late at nighttime. And if he ever told mom, she would k I l l me. Kirk nodded approval, and I got dressed, sliding into my tee over the milky mess still sticking to my torso. I tied the laces together of my PF Flyers, and catapult them around the back of my neck—a jock thing.

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

Sooooo, back to today. As I got home from school, I quickly changed into some cut-offs and sneaks. Kirk had let me keep the beaters he gave me to tire out a couple of weeks ago on my birthday for 'mowing brake shoe'. They stunk, lol.

I quickly jog down to his home, and angle out the mower to start his yard—it was his day. It was hot—about 90, and I started dripping in effort as soon as I got going. Finishing up, Kirk joins me around back at the patio with a tall glass of frost tea—my 2nd pet 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 planetary house. I said that was fine with me, but I would have to bring along lil bro."So what is this tat your so urgent about getting"? Having anticipated the interrogative, I fish out the patch 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 locker at every biz, right under my helmet. I still had no melodic theme where it came from.

"That 's amazing Matt"I respond with"ya—-and so is this"With that I whip out my big jock dick, and start stroking up. Kirk just grins, and says"oh Ya"

We got at it like common, cept this time more on the vanilla side. He wanted that thick jock 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"house tonight to get the tat done. He would spot me some John Cash if I needed it, cause he forgot to ask Jake what he would blame me. Also, he had a son about Dustin 's age, so they could hang out together while the residuum of us worked on the ink.

I said that all was awesome, to come by about 7:00 and we could go grab some grub down at the diner, then head out. We would n't tell mom, cause she kinda had a thing about tats and stuff and nonsense, 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 celebrate them for high school.

The diner was fussy, being a Fri dark. 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 cheerful n SOB. I hesitate until we were out the threshold, and as it closes I holler back"getting a tattoo mom ”. Kirk and Dustin and me each start giggling, and bolt for the car to hightail it before mom could come out to halt us.

We arrive about 45 second later at Jake 's -- -he was bout 20 knot out in the country, and there was some traffic getting out of John Tyler. Jake introduces his wife, Sheila, and son Nate. The two b o y s head for the den, with snacks in hand to get into some scary pic. The rest of us head downstairs to Jake 's home studio. I shed my tee on the way down, and Sheila compliments me on my 'tite'bod. I give a nervous grin and straits for the obvious chair. Showing the drawing to Jake, he replied with"Oh ya -- -that 's sweetness. This will be slow, about 30 arcminute ”.

It was pretty quite as Jake went to solve, digging the needle into the muscle of my back right shoulder. He asked about the drawing, so once again I went through the story. Jumping up to re-fill our drinks, Sheila commented on the 'lump'in my gasp. Blushing, and looking down at my correct thigh, I just kinda grinned and softly replied"ya—it 's pretty big ”. Freeballin as usual, and noticing that my jeans were a bit stringent tonight, I was packing a pretty big clump. Even soft, I hung about 7"Jake just kept working and the way got quite again.

I took about 40 mo, and Jake complimented that I took the goad well, being my number one prison term. I checked it out in the mirror, and flashed a big smile, 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 suggestion for ya you might wish. We already heard about that big peter of yours—Kirk went into some pretty good details for us. So -- -- I want you to do it my married woman, and Kirk and me watch ”.

A look of astonishment, for sure, came across my face. I just looked at Jake, and replied"huh ?"“ Ya mat -- -fuck my wife. She digs vernal jock putz, and it 's totally cool with me. We wo n't severalize either, lol"I respond nervously with,"well, fuck ya"!

Sheila jumps up with joy, and taking a quick gulp 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 seat each on the side of the bed. I shrug my shoulders, and shake off my drawers, and recoil them to the foundation of the bed."Oh my gawd beloved -- -he 's so hairy ! And await at that cute tite derriere"! I just flash a smile, and crawl up between Sheila 's thigh 's from the foot of the bed. Spreading her slightly, I dive straight in, burying my cheek into her bushy pussy, and stick my tongue right into her cunt. Sheila let 's out a tenuous exclamation, and spreading her more than candid with my hands, run my tongue even deeper into her wet snatch. I did n't usually spend a lot of time nibbling on the clit like a lot of guy cable do, I wanted that kitty juice all over my face !

feeding her out for about 15 minutes, while Kirk and Jake begin jacking their cock watching, I decided it was time to skid her the centre. Sitting back on all fours, I grab my dick and balls, and draw my now sway hard dick into her lips. As her eyes widen, and she inhales, I drive my heavyset athletic supporter meat 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 minutes of slow mo, and sucking on her tits, suddenly, she pushes my case back with both hands, and loudly proclaims,"fuck me Matthew—fuck me and mean 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 squiffy adhesive friction, I slam it to her with a moderate trust, and go to town. rapidly jabbing her twat with my deep pulsating cock, I start sweating, dripping down my frontal bone and fossa. It was hot in the elbow room, but I liked it. Jake and Kirk had now totally removed their trouser, and each wide-spread, where whacking away at their dicks like a duad of pent up prisoners. I continued ramming Sheila like a horned up dog myself, and clenching my center 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 base, and aim right for her sassing. BAMM !

Three prompt guessing right to her face. Then 5 More right hand between the tits, then trailing down to her stomach. I smiled at my 'average'encumbrance, 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 labialise up Dustin. I knew he would be getting sleepy, and we were just shy of an minute getting back home. We get back, and I thank Kirk for an awesome night, and put Dustin to bed. Down to my room, I fish out another beer from the mini-fridge, and sparkle up a articulatio. Been wanting that all day. Putting on some porn, I grab hold of my still wet dick and go at it. One to a greater extent nut before crashing out .