New Jock Tales—Chptr 3 -- -Benji Mattox Got ta Older Bro

"Yo Benji—what 's up ?"“ Ahh nuttin man, just chillin"“ Say—let 's go down to the buffet car"“ Ya—How we getting there ?"“ See if ur big bro will take us—give us a ride in that sweetness GTO"“ Ahh, I dunno man, he 's kinda a big nip now since he got that car"“ Just ask him dude—I 'll buy, anything he wants"“ He said anything ?"“ YA fashion plate, whatever he wants"“ Steak ?"“ Fuck, ya if it takes a steak, I guess so"“ Aight then we will be there in 15 to scoop you up -- -ur lil bro too ?"“ Ya Ill have to take him"“ Ok then see ya ”.

Benji Mattox'sometime bro was Mark. He was 17 and on the high school day b-ball team. He had some long ass hairy legs, and some super bushy pits—real long hairs, I admired them. He could palm a b-ball with his huge hands—I figure of speech his middle finger must have been 7-8 in. Would make out to see if the theory held true on him : )

We get down to the dining compartment about 6:30. It was pretty crowded on a Wednesday nite. Mom came up and took drink edict. Dustin, my lil bro, got mad cause I would n't let him cause a coke."Rot ur teeth ”, I told him. But I said he could have a milk-shake if he acted grown up, and not like some lil punk k I d. The rest of us ordered iced tea, so 's not to rub in the coke thing. In a few minutes we were all choking down on some hamburger steaks. scar made nice and got the same as us instead of holding me to the steak lot. He said just buying was aplomb enough.

We finish up and I throw mom a fiver. She said we did n't have to, but I told her work was employment -- -did n't matter who you were waiting on—besides, I 'd get it back in good day 's : ) She just smiled. We get back to our theatre, and Benji manages to get his big bro to number in and check out my way. He thought it was really cool, being down in the basement n shit. Said he might 'rent'it out from me from clip to time to wreak a female child too. I just smiled and said 'sure'.

We turned the TV on, and kicked back to Doby Gilles. It was pretty quite, then I popped up without thinking,"Man, that Maynard, I could tear his tinker's dam up ”. All three looked at me, with no response. I just muttered a 'fuck', and went on with"Dustin, you need to get ur fanny upstairs now."Ahhh Matthew, delight let me ride out"“ Nope—close to your bedtime anyway"“ Ahhh com'on"almost squall."Now look—I told you you could own that milk judder if you did n't act like a lil punk—now com'on"I grab him by the arm and start pulling him up the stairs. I decided to head for the kitchen, and fished out a piece of chocolate cake we brought from the dining car. Pouring him up a glass of milk to go with it ;"Now, sit there and eat that, then make ur little ass to bed -- -no more whining"Dustin seemed content with the cake, and did as I told him. Now, back downstairs.

"Soooo Dillon, what was that shit about fuckin Bob Denver ?"I just went for it."Ahhh fuck ya 'll, just look at him. Beatnic—scruffy -- -skinny -- -Id screw that dude till I got his shit on my putz"Benji sat there not saying a Word of God, but Mark just rolled over laughing."I think I 'll go upstairs too, maybe hang out with Dustin"muttered Benji. scar and me just smiled at him.

I fished out a couple of beers from the mini fridge. grade was amazed I had that, just being 14."Mom never comes down here, and dad is always on the road. We pop the detonator and each fill a long swig."Hey man—I got some weed too"

"Fuck dawg—you just got everything down here"“ Ya—and porn too"! Mark just flashed a big grin and said 'naaaa'.

I reached under the cabinet, and popped in a porn into the VCR. Soon as it started up, Mark was kicked back on my bed with his branch slightly spread."Got him"I thought to myself. I took another punch of my beer, and proceeded to rove up a fat junction. I was gon na get this one extra high, cause I was determined to see what was in those pant. I fire up the joint and take a quick hit, then pass it over to crisscross. He takes a fast hit as well, but I usher him on with"naaa dawg—hit it adept yo"marking looks at me and grinning. I figure being a few year older than me, he was probably way ahead of me, and knew exactly what I was doing. As long as he participated, I guess that was estimable : )

After about 15 minutes we were both rubbing our gibbosity through our jeans. Legs slightly spread, with my left and his right slightly rubbing against each other. We finished up the joint, with Mark smoking virtually of it. I jumped up and fished out 2 more beers. Popping mine open, I slugged down about half, just to be impressive. I shuck my jeans off, tossing them to the floor, then kick back once again on the bed, this time getting right up succeeding to Mark. Mark kinda looks at me, but did n't say anything. Im rubbing my cock now up and down, behind my suspensor, making it grow super hard, and oozing have a go at it juice. I tapped the end of my puddle prick through my jock, and licked the tip of my finger muttering"ummm"mark looked over and grinned at me, still not saying anything. I guess he was going to score me beg for it, lol.

Finally I raise up again, and this time shucked off my jock, and playfully tossed it onto cross face. marker snaffle my suspensor and started rubbing it up and down his thorax, and then taking a quick whiff. He was cut deep, and his pectoral muscle and abs were like granite. I grab my peter at the base, and mash it hard. Then taking the palm of my right hand bridge player, rub it across my puddle slit, making the juice ooze out even More. Finally Mark stood up, and shucked out of his jean and boxers as well. I was startled when I saw him standing there, totally jock naked. It was more than I even imagined. He had a thick patch of hair between his pecs, and a super thick felicitous trail leading down to an explosive bush. It went about an column inch or so up his dick, which was rock toilsome from the porno. I figured he had to be about 10 ”, and he was hanging some really hairy chunk. I opened my oral fissure to cry out, But he grabbed me by the hair, and pulling my headway towards his shaft, just demanded"suction it punk"I swallowed down hard, taking as much of his gumshoe as I could. Having choked down on dad 's a few times now, I was pretty well practiced.

I think it surprised him a bit, as he pushed his huge mushroom nous past my tonsil. Still clenching my hair, Mark set out a relentless shtup of my Cy Young pharynx. I squeezed my throat muscles as hard as I could, while maintaining a lip lock on his head. Mark just muttered"oh fuck ”. I looked up at him with those puppy dog eyes, and shot him a grin. After nearly 20 minutes of sucking Saint Mark 's enormous cock, he pushed me back on the bed, and told me to lye down on the bed on my belly. I did as he told me, and Mark quickly mounted me from behind, spreading my sleek smooth thighs. bull's eye works up a big lugie, and spat out the snob and ptyalize right into my hairy asshole."Nice"he said, and then,"Oh ya homie -- -I know this is what ya been wantin, but it 's gon na hurt like all fuckin hellhole ”.

With that marker slid his unanimous 10"of turncock into my mean teenage ass, with out stopping. He did n't slam it, but rather just pushed it in with one deliberate push, burying it to his pubes. I clenched the bed sheet, and my teeth, and let out a low throaty groan. Mark kinda chuckled, and just said"oh ya—he likes it"With that, Mark grabs me by the waist, and begins a relentless throbbing of my Brigham Young tite athlete pickle. I bucked up from my shank, but Mark pushed me back down, and continued to pound my hole without m e r c e y. Now that I was 'hot', and loosened up, he began to make love me harder, and hitting deeper into my shit kettle of fish.

He moved up on my ass to where his dick was now going straight down my sloping trough, and held me down by the back of my neck. Squeezing it hard, nearly cutting off my air, he now began slamming my ass with increasing endeavor, He was raising up his organic structure from his knees, and slamming down full f o r c e, his big mushroom cloud head now invading my intestine. Suddenly Mark let out a mild cry, then placing both his hands right at my waistline, gave one final shot to my ass. He unloaded like a body of water fountain, with snap after shot of hot loggerheaded tops jizz deep into my 14 yo ass. I could feel each snap as it blasted into the walls of my guts. He continued his pounding, draining every oz. of his hot athletic supporter jizz. Finally he slowed, and pulled his pecker from my ass. I rolled over, and started jacking my dick as hard as I could. Suddenly I blew my on load straight up into the air. Five ropes, non stop, flying 3 metrical unit into the air, then landing back on my belly in a pool. I continued jacking until completely drained.

After a few moments, we both were finally laying there not saying a Book. I reached over to the nite stand and lit up a bullet. Handing one over to Mark, he declined, which I respected. In just a few Sir Thomas More minutes, Benji is standing at the top of the stairs, and hollow down"Mark—you ready to go yet"?

Mark jumps up and quickly gets into his boxers and jeans and heads up the stairs. He and Benji leave, without a word being said. I guessed from the measure of jizz still leaking from my ass that Mark had a ripe sentence. I know I did, and hoped to see more of him .