New jockstrap Tales -- -Freshman year—Chptr 11 -- school day 's Out !

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

Yaaaawweee. Finally ! In spite of my modelling student athlete position, former than football and cheerleaders, I pretty much hated school. It just was n't me, and therefore no plans for college. I bolted out the gym door, and headed heterosexual for my jeep. I was so majestic of it, and had gotten tons of regard. Canary yellow -- -Muncie 4-speed. 33"Micky Homer Thompson tires. One bad ass fuckin sound organization. Edlebrock intake and carb. I ripped my tee off running towards it, then my kicks on reaching. I had n't had the top on the jeep since I bought it. Topless, topless, and barefooted. A gallant example for white boi house trailer trash -- -even though we did live in a theater : )

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

But first, lol, just to recapitulate -- -

The natal day bash down at the diner two weeks ago was awesome. Mom and the girls went all out, with BBQ and banana pudding. Lots of hombre from the squad were there, including Brad Duncan. Every time Mandy came to our table, she would smile at Brad, and he would blush. One one stumble, Brad bolted for the boy way out of embarrassment. As Mandy approached the tabular array, I said to her"Mandy -- -- flavour at that butt ! Ai n't that the precious cigarette"? Pointing at Brad. Mandy giggled, and responded"Ya, it is kinda cute ”."Kinda"? ? ? I said in amazment. Tell me you would n't have anything to sink ur teeth into that hard athlete meat"! Mandy blushed, and giggled again, just as Brad emerges up the hallway from the john. Dustin, of all hoi polloi 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 tabular array."Whut"? Brad asks complicate. Dustin pipes up again,"Mandy wants to check out ur butt ”. Now both are utterly embarrassed at our teasing of them so, pointing towards the back of the dining car, 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 frizzly thought -- -so I decided to take some family. We all wage 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 years later to the day, both Brad and Mandy said"I DO ”. The stallion football squad served as honorary sound men, in full uniform : ) This year will be their 25th anniversary. Just thought I 'd flip that in there : )

Kirk dropped me and Dustin off at the theater, and as promised, I hopped on lil bro 's mt cycle and strolled down to his house 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 hard parental look. I told him it was totally cool, that I would never fink on a client."An besides dude, I been drinkin and smokin booby since before Freshman year. . 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 drink down it in one draught. I instantly strip down in the warm TX dark, and went right to do work on my big 9"jockstrap 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 peg a bit more, I jab my hirsute ass-hole with my midsection fingerbreadth, and got the screwing juices flowing. Kirk asked if I wanted another beer, to which I nodded yes. ( suddenly he 's out to get me toast ? ? ? ) As he jumped to the kitchen, I fished out the banana pudding from my back pac. Quickly huffing down the vanilla wafers, leaving just the creamy pudding, and meringue, I take a big scoop in my bridge player, and snaffle my thick heart, returning to stroking it up, coating it with the pud as lubricator, 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 party -- -this will be the best juice 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 decelerate -- -everything was fast and arduous. I look over at Kirk, and just said"get it dude -- -get on my big nanner putz"with a grin. Kirk wasted no fourth dimension in leaping for my big athletic supporter cock, and gobbled it down to the pubes. I rolled my eyes back, and tilted my forefront back into the lounge chair. Oh my fuckin god, that felt neat. As he ran his knife around my shaft, and piss slit, mixing my fuck juice with the pudding, I thought I was going to burst forth just any moment. Grabbing the two beer posterior, I sucked down the last few troy ounce of each, then grabbing Kirk around the back of his head, began a relentless hammer of his throat.

It only took a few minutes before the abs started to tighten, and with one net plunge, I unload in Kirk 's throat. Five shots of my thickheaded jock rope go straight down, as he chokes up to book it. Some of my load starts ozzing back out of his oral cavity as he feverishly laps me up like a puppy. I pushed his head up off my dick, and then something that had never happened—I blasted two Sir Thomas More rope straight up to my pecs, leaving a trail down to my belly. I just grin really big, then raising my infantry up into the air, told him to advertise my legs back behind my auricle.

eager to reconcile, I snatch up another 3 digit 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 stone severe pecker, Kirk begins to pull it like a mad man, while munching down on my 'nanner flavored greasy jock hole. It only took a minute before he came up, and aiming for my chest, blasted his own lode across my trunk.

I scooped up a yoke more digit of the pudding, and running them up and down my dresser and belly, mix the juice and pudding together. Kirk gives me a wrestle looking at, and just says"what about the piss"? I flash back an immorality grin, and just mutter"fuckin pig ”. I relax my body, and close my eyes. Stretching my two arms up and behind my head, I turn my head from left to right, taking a deeply huff of my ripe stinkin pits. I unload the current, hitting me just under the chin, and soak my intact body with my hot stinkin peeing. Surprising even me, I pop out another three crack of my thick-skulled jock goo, free-handed. As the juices and pee and pudding mix together, Kirk buries his cheek in my belly, and starts lapping up the mix, again like a athirst puppy.

After both of us just lay there for several mo, I told Kirk I really should jet—I did n't like leaving Dustin at menage by himself late at Night. And if he ever told mom, she would k I l l me. Kirk nodded favorable reception, and I got dressed, sliding into my tee over the milky mess still sticking to my torso. I tied the lace together of my PF Flyers, and sling them around the binding 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 crack and see if the dude would put some ink on me. If it helped, say him I got a big putz : )

Sooooo, back to today. As I got rest home from schooling, I quickly changed into some cut-offs and sneaks. Kirk had let me continue the beaters he gave me to wear a couple of weeks ago on my natal day for 'mowing shoes'. They stunk, lol.

I quickly jog down to his house, and fish out the mower to set about his yard—it was his day. It was hot—about 90, and I started dripping in sweat as soon as I got going. Finishing up, Kirk joins me around back at the terrace with a marvelous crank of frost 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 house. I said that was fine with me, but I would feature to bring along lil bro."So what is this tat your so urgent about getting"? Having anticipated the doubtfulness, I fish out the man of theme I had stored in my back scoop. That big beautiful baseball field, with 'go go baseball diamond dillon'arced across the top. I explained to Kirk it had been in my locker at every secret plan, right under my helmet. I still had no musical theme where it came from.

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

We got at it like common, cept this clip more on the vanilla extract side. He wanted that slurred jockstrap junk pretty quick today I guess : )

As we finish up, and Kirk re-fills the tea, he offers that we could go down to"earth-closet"family tonight to get the tat done. He would spot me some cash if I needed it, crusade he forgot to ask Jake what he would shoot down me. Also, he had a son about Dustin 's age, so they could hang out together while the rest of us worked on the ink.

I said that all was awesome, to come by about 7:00 and we could go snaffle some grub down at the diner, then head out. We would n't severalize mom, stimulate she kinda had a thing about tackiness and stuff, 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 keep them for high up school.

The dining compartment was busy, being a Friday night. Since there were three of us we opted for pizza instead of burgers. Scarfing it down rather quickly, we head for the threshold."What you b o y s up to tonight hun"? asked my mom all cheerful n shit. I hesitate until we were out the doorway, and as it closes I holler back"getting a tattoo mom ”. Kirk and Dustin and me each showtime giggling, and dash for the car to get off before mom could add up out to stop us.

We arrive about 45 minutes later at Jake 's -- -he was bout 20 miles out in the rural area, and there was some traffic getting out of Tyler. Jake introduces his married woman, Sheila, and son Nate. The two b o y s head for the den, with snacks in hired man to get into some scary motion-picture show. The rest of us head downstairs to Jake 's home studio. I shed my tee on the way down, and Sheila compliment me on my 'tite'bod. I give a nervous grinning and straits for the obvious death chair. Showing the drawing to Jake, he replied with"Oh ya -- -that 's Sweet. This will be loose, about 30 transactions ”.

It was pretty quite as Jake went to work, digging the phonograph needle into the brawniness of my back right shoulder joint. He asked about the drawing, so once again I went through the story. Jumping up to re-fill our drunkenness, Sheila commented on the 'lump'in my pant. Blushing, and looking down at my right thigh, I just kinda grinned and softly replied"ya—it 's jolly big ”. Freeballin as usual, and noticing that my jeans were a bit taut 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 maiden 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 matte, here 's the softwood. Normally that would be about a $ 75 tat. But I got a suggestion for ya you might wish. We already heard about that big dick of yours—Kirk went into some pretty ripe item for us. So -- -- I want you to have a go at it my wife, and Kirk and me watch ”.

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

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

Sheila quickly jumps on the bed, and sheds her apparel, while Jake and Kirk subscribe to a seat each on the side of the bed. I shrug my shoulder, and shed my pants, and give up them to the base of the bed."Oh my gawd dearest -- -he 's so hairy ! And look at that cute tite butt"! I just flash a smiling, and creep up between Sheila 's thigh 's from the invertebrate foot of the bed. Spreading her slightly, I dive straight in, burying my brass into her bushy pussycat, and stick my tongue right into her bitch. Sheila let 's out a slight exclamation, and spreading her Sir Thomas More spread with my hands, run my tongue even deeper into her wet kidnapping. I did n't usually expend a lot of time nibbling on the clit like a lot of hombre do, I wanted that pussy juice all over my aspect !

Eating her out for about 15 minutes, while Kirk and Jake begin jacking their dicks watching, I decided it was time to err her the meat. Sitting back on all Little Joe, I grab my dick and formal, and take my now rock firmly dick into her lip. As her eyes widen, and she inhales, I drive my duncish jock meat all the way in. Sheila grabs me around the minor of my back, and I start a slack stab, in and out of her burrow, getting her all moist and wet. A few minutes of slow mo, and sucking on her mamilla, suddenly, she pushes my grimace back with both bridge player, 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 thighs, and swing them up and over my berm. Maintaining a tight bag, I slam it to her with a curb trust, and go to town. Quickly jabbing her twat with my thick pulsating hammer, I start sweating, dripping down my forehead and pit. It was hot in the way, but I liked it. Jake and Kirk had now totally removed their pants, and each wide-spread, where whacking away at their prick like a couplet of pent up prisoners. I continued ramming Sheila like a horned up dog myself, and clenching my oculus and tooth, I finally tear out. From her screeching and gyrating around, and the wetness of my loins, I assumed she had cum. I grab my dick at the theme, and aim in good order for her mouth. BAMM !

Three quickly pellet right to her grimace. Then 5 more than right hand between the tits, then trailing down to her breadbasket. 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 seize my jeans.

We quickly dress, and I go snipe up Dustin. I knew he would be getting sleepy, and we were just shy of an hour 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 Light up a spliff. Been wanting that all day. Putting on some porn, I grab hold of my still wet dick and go at it. One more nut before crashing out .