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

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

Yaaaawweee. Finally ! In spitefulness of my model scholarly person jock condition, other than football and cheerleaders, I pretty much detested school. It just was n't me, and therefore no architectural plan for college. I bolted out the gym room access, and headed straight for my jeep. I was so gallant of it, and had gotten loads of regard. stool pigeon yellow -- -Muncie 4-speed. 33"Micky Thompson tires. One bad ass fuckin audio system. Edlebrock ingestion and carb. I ripped my tee off running towards it, then my kick on arrival. I had n't had the top on the jeep since I bought it. Topless, topless, and barefooted. A majestic object lesson for Caucasian boi trailer trash -- -even though we did live in a theatre : )

I was horny and out to get richly, and inebriate, and some favourable boi or girl was gon na get 9"of hard jock cock today.

But first, lol, just to recap -- -

The natal day bash down at the buffet car two week ago was amazing. Mom and the little girl went all out, with BBQ and banana pudding. Lots of guys 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 trip, Brad bolted for the boys room out of embarrassment. As Mandy approached the tabular array, I said to her"Mandy -- -- look at that butt ! Ai n't that the cutest cigarette"? Pointing at Brad. Mandy giggled, and responded"Ya, it is kind of cute ”."Kinda"? ? ? I said in amazment. recite me you would n't chip in anything to lapse ur teeth into that punishing jock meat"! Mandy blushed, and giggled again, just as Brad emerges up the hallway from the bathroom. Dustin, of all multitude spoke up offering,"I hear he has a big tool 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 buns ”. Now both are utterly embarrassed at our teasing of them so, pointing towards the spine of the diner, I just offer"That tabularize down there is discharge ”."Hey mom—Brandy gon na take a breakage"!"OK hun ”.

As I was eating my pudding, suddenly I had the most kinky thought -- -so I decided to conduct some home. We all upgrade, and I leave a fiver on the mesa for Mandy. Walking back towards them I offer to Brad,"OK homie—we did the preliminary examination work for ya—do n't fuck it up now ”.

Exactly three days later to the day, both Brad and Mandy said"I DO ”. The entire football team served as honorary best men, in full uniform : ) This year will be their 25th anniversary. Just thought I 'd thrust that in there : )

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

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 customer."An besides dude, I been drinkin and smokin dope 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 wipe out it in one gulp. I instantly strip down in the strong Texas Nox, and went right to knead on my big 9"jock cock. Kirk was still amazed at my giving, and being so young, and non-bashfull at showing it off at any probability. After stroking up a few minutes, and spreading my legs a bit more, I jab my hairy ass-hole with my middle finger, and got the lie with 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 tree 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 hand, and grab my midst essence, returning to stroking it up, coating it with the pudding as lube, lol.

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

I let go of my dick, and snaffle the beer -- -once again chugging it down until almost empty. I hardly did anything slow down -- -everything was fast and toilsome. I look over at Kirk, and just said"get it dude -- -get on my big nanner pecker"with a smile. Kirk wasted no time in leaping for my big jock dick, and gobbled it down to the pubes. I rolled my eye back, and tilted my headland back into the lounge chair. Oh my fuckin god, that felt peachy. As he ran his tongue around my shaft, and micturate puss, mixing my know succus with the pudding, I thought I was going to explode just any moment. Grabbing the two beer cans, I sucked down the last few ounces of each, then grabbing Kirk around the back of his head, began a relentless pounding 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 shots of my thick jock rope go straight down, as he chokes up to hold it. Some of my load starts ozzing back out of his mouth as he feverishly lick me up like a puppy. I pushed his head up off my dick, and then something that had never happened—I blasted two more circle straight up to my pecs, 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 capitulum.

eager to accommodate, I snatch up another 3 fingers of the pudding, and spread it up and down my hairy wisecrack and maw. Staring down at him, I simply say"munch ”, to which he quickly obeys. Finally grabbing his own rock-and-roll hard dick, Kirk begins to force it like a mad man, while munching down on my 'nanner flavored oily supporter hole. It only took a minute before he came up, and aiming for my chest, blasted his own load across my torso.

I scooped up a couple more fingers of the pudding, and running them up and down my chest and belly, mix the juice and pudding together. Kirk gives me a twisted look, and just says"what about the piss"? I flash back an evil smiling, and just mutter"fuckin pig ”. I relax my body, and close my eye. Stretching my two arms up and behind my head, I turn my head from left to compensate, taking a deep huff of my advanced stinkin pits. I unload the stream, hitting me just under the Chin, and soak my entire consistency with my hot stinkin piss. Surprising even me, I pop out another three barb of my thick jockstrap goo, free-handed. As the succus and piss and pudding mix together, Kirk buries his font in my belly, and starts lapping up the mix, again like a hungry 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 approval, and I got dressed, sliding into my tee over the milky great deal still sticking to my torso. I tied the lacing together of my PF Flyers, and sling them around the vertebral column of my neck—a suspensor thing.

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

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

I quickly jog down to his star sign, and fish out the mower to start 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 patio with a tall spyglass of iced tea—my 2nd dearie 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 o.k. with me, but I would have to bring along lil bro."So what is this tat your so urgent about getting"? Having anticipated the question, I fish out the spell of paper I had stored in my back scoop. That big beautiful baseball diamond, with 'go go rhomb dillon'arced across the top. I explained to Kirk it had been in my cabinet at every game, right under my helmet. I still had no idea where it came from.

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

We got at it like usual, cept this clip more on the vanilla side. He wanted that duncical jock dust pretty quick 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, cause he forgot to ask Jake what he would tear me. Also, he had a son about Dustin 's age, so they could advert 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 snap up some chow down at the dining car, then head out. We would n't assure mom, get she kinda had a thing about tats and clobber, and she already had voiced that she did n't like the mohawk. virtually of us that got them back at homecoming were still sporting them, and decided to keep them for high school school.

The dining compartment was busy, being a Friday night. Since there were three of us we opted for pizza instead of Warren Earl Burger. Scarfing it down rather quickly, we head for the door."What you b o y s up to tonight hun"? asked my mom all upbeat 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 start giggling, and thunderbolt for the car to get off before mom could add up out to stop us.

We arrive about 45 moment later at Jake 's -- -he was bout 20 miles out in the country, and there was some dealings getting out of President Tyler. Jake introduces his married woman, Sheila, and son Nate. The two b o y s head for the den, with snack in hand to get into some chilling flick. The residuum 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 neural smile and head for the obvious professorship. Showing the drawing to Jake, he replied with"Oh ya -- -that 's sugariness. This will be sluttish, about 30 minutes ”.

It was pretty quite as Jake went to work, digging the acerate leaf into the muscle of my back in good order shoulder joint. He asked about the drawing, so once again I went through the story. Jumping up to re-fill our boozing, Sheila commented on the 'lump'in my bloomers. Blushing, and looking down at my right thigh, I just kinda grinned and softly replied"ya—it 's passably big ”. Freeballin as common, and noticing that my jeans were a bit tight 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 commencement meter. 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 pharynx, and started slowly with"well matte, here 's the pot. Normally that would be about a $ 75 tat. But I got a proffer for ya you might like. We already heard about that big putz of yours—Kirk went into some pretty good contingent for us. So -- -- I want you to fuck my married woman, and Kirk and me watch ”.

A smell of amazement, for sure, came across my face. I just looked at Jake, and replied"huh ?"“ Ya flatness -- -fuck my wife. She digs young athletic supporter peter, 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 fast swig of her bloody mary, we all go back upstairs to the original bedroom.

Sheila quickly jumps on the bed, and sheds her clothes, while Jake and Kirk carry a stern each on the side of the bed. I shrug my shoulders, and omit my pants, and quetch them to the foot of the bed."Oh my gawd beloved -- -he 's so haired ! And look at that cute tite butt"! I just flash a smile, and crawl up between Sheila 's thigh 's from the substructure of the bed. Spreading her slightly, I dive straight in, burying my nerve into her shaggy pussy, and nonplus my tongue right into her pussy. Sheila let 's out a thin exclamation, and spreading her Sir Thomas More open with my hands, run my clapper even deeper into her wet snatch. I did n't usually spend a lot of time nibbling on the clit like a lot of hombre do, I wanted that pussy juice all over my face !

Eating her out for about 15 arcminute, while Kirk and Jake begin jacking their dicks watching, I decided it was time to slip her the meat. Sitting back on all quartet, I grab my dick and balls, and guide my now shake severely dick into her lips. As her eyes widen, and she inhales, I drive my deep jockstrap essence all the way in. Sheila grabs me around the small of my rachis, and I start a slow thrust, in and out of her burrow, getting her all moist and wet. A few minute of arc of sluggish mo, and sucking on her tits, suddenly, she pushes my face back with both hands, and loudly proclaims,"fuck me Matthew—fuck me and think of 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 sozzled grip, I slam it to her with a tone down trust, and go to town. promptly jabbing her bitch with my thick pulsating tool, I start sweating, dripping down my frontal bone and pits. 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 dicks like a duet of pent up prisoners. I continued ramming Sheila like a horned up dog myself, and clenching my eyes and teeth, I finally rip out. From her shrieking and gyrating around, and the wetness of my pubes, I assumed she had cum. I grab my prick at the base, and aim rightfulness for her mouthpiece. BAMM !

Three quick shots right to her face. Then 5 More right between the tits, then trailing down to her stomach. 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 snap up my jeans.

We quickly dress, and I go fill out up Dustin. I knew he would be getting sleepy, and we were just shy of an hour getting back house. We get back, and I thank Kirk for an awesome night, and put Dustin to bed. Down to my elbow room, I fish out another beer from the mini-fridge, and luminance up a roast. 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 .