New jock Tales -- -Freshman year—Chptr 11 -- schooltime 's Out !

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

Yaaaawweee. Finally ! In bitchiness of my model student jock condition, early than football game and cheerleaders, I pretty much hated schoolhouse. It just was n't me, and therefore no program for college. I bolted out the gym door, and headed straight for my landrover. I was so majestic of it, and had gotten tons of wish. sneaker yellow -- -Muncie 4-speed. 33"Micky Thompson tires. One bad ass fuckin sound system of rules. Edlebrock inspiration and carb. I ripped my tee off running towards it, then my bang on arriver. I had n't had the top on the jeep since I bought it. Topless, topless, and barefooted. A proud exemplar for white boi trailer trash -- -even though we did live in a home : )

I was horny and out to get high, and drunkard, and some favourable boi or missy was gon na get 9"of hard athletic supporter cock today.

But first, lol, just to recap -- -

The birthday bash down at the dining compartment two workweek ago was awesome. Mom and the young lady went all out, with BBQ and banana pudding. mint of guys from the team were there, including Brad Duncan. Every prison term Mandy came to our table, she would smile at Brad, and he would flush. 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 buttocks ! Ai n't that the cutest butt"? Pointing at Brad. Mandy giggled, and responded"Ya, it is sort of cute ”."Kinda"? ? ? I said in amazment. severalise me you would n't give anything to sink ur dentition into that hard jock centre"! Mandy blushed, and giggled again, just as Brad emerges up the hallway from the bathroom. Dustin, of all people spoke up offering,"I hear he has a big peter too ”. Mandy grasped her face, with that girlish"Oh my Gawd ”, just as Brad arrives back at the board."Whut"? Brad asks perplexed. Dustin pipes up again,"Mandy wants to determine out ur butt ”. Now both are utterly embarrassed at our ribbing of them so, pointing towards the back of the buffet car, I just offer"That shelve down there is evacuate ”."Hey mom—Brandy gon na take a rupture"!"OK hun ”.

As I was eating my pudding, suddenly I had the most nappy sentiment -- -so I decided to take some home. We all rise, 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 entire football team served as honorary good men, in good 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 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 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 paternal look. I told him it was totally cool, that I would never squeal on a client."An too sheik, I been drinkin and smokin dummy since before Freshman year. . Kirk shook his nous, 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 dark, and went right to work on my big 9"jock cock. Kirk was still amazed at my talent, and being so untested, and non-bashfull at showing it off at any chance. After stroking up a few minutes, and spreading my legs a bit more, I jab my haired ass-hole with my midriff 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 back pac. Quickly huffing down the vanilla wafers, leaving just the creamy pudding, and meringue, I take a big scoopful in my hand, and grab my dense meat, 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 idea at the dinner party -- -this will be the right juice you ever had.

I let go of my dick, and snaffle the beer -- -once again chugging it down until almost vacuous. I hardly did anything decelerate -- -everything was libertine and hard. I look over at Kirk, and just said"get it dude -- -get on my big nanner hawkshaw"with a grin. 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 psyche back into the waiting area hot seat. Oh my fuckin god, that felt great. As he ran his tongue around my shaft, and piss slit, mixing my fuck juice with the pudding, I thought I was going to explode just any second. Grabbing the two beer cans, I sucked down the endure 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 transactions before the abs started to tighten, and with one final plunge, I unload in Kirk 's throat. Five shots of my duncish jock Mexican valium go straight down, as he chokes up to hold it. Some of my load starts ozzing back out of his mouth 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 more forget me drug 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 wooden leg back behind my pinna.

bore to accommodate, I snatch up another 3 finger of the pudding, and spread it up and down my hirsute offer and hole. Staring down at him, I simply say"munch ”, to which he quickly obeys. Finally grabbing his own Rock punishing gumshoe, Kirk begins to pull up it like a mad man, while munching down on my 'nanner flavored greasy jock hole. It only took a bit before he came up, and aiming for my chest of drawers, blasted his own warhead across my torso.

I scooped up a couplet more fingers of the pudding, and running them up and down my breast 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 eyes. Stretching my two arms up and behind my headland, I turn my head from left to right, taking a deep huff of my ripe stinkin orchestra pit. I unload the stream, hitting me just under the Kuki, and soak my integral physical structure with my hot stinkin piss. Surprising even me, I pop out another three shots of my thick jock goo, free-handed. As the succus and pee-pee and pudding mix together, Kirk buries his typeface in my belly, and starts lapping up the mix, again like a hungry puppy.

After both of us just lay there for various minutes, I told Kirk I really should jet—I did n't like leaving Dustin at habitation by himself late at nighttime. And if he ever told mom, she would k I l l me. Kirk nodded commendation, and I got dressed, sliding into my tee over the milky hatful still sticking to my torso. I tied the laces together of my PF Flyers, and slung them around the backbone 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 learn 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 schooltime, I quickly changed into some cut-offs and sneaks. Kirk had let me keep the beaters he gave me to wear a couple of week ago on my birthday for 'mowing horseshoe'. 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 sweat as soon as I got going. Finishing up, Kirk joins me around back at the patio with a marvellous glassful 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 family. I said that was fine with me, but I would have to take along lil bro."So what is this tat your so urgent about getting"? Having anticipated the question, I fish out the piece of paper I had stored in my back sac. 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 game, right under my helmet. I still had no approximation 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 smiling, and says"oh Ya"

We got at it like usual, cept this time more on the vanilla extract position. He wanted that duncish jock 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"house tonight to get the tat done. He would spot me some John Cash if I needed it, campaign he forgot to ask Jake what he would burden me. Also, he had a son about Dustin 's age, so they could pay heed out together while the residual of us worked on the ink.

I said that all was awesome, to arrive by about 7:00 and we could go seize some grub down at the diner, then head out. We would n't tell mom, make she kinda had a thing about cheapness and poppycock, 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 sustain them for high school.

The diner was fussy, being a Fri night. Since there were three of us we opted for pizza 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 shit. 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 escape before mom could come out to stop us.

We arrive about 45 minutes 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 wife, Sheila, and son Nate. The two b o y s question for the den, with bite in hand to get into some scary movies. The rest of us head downstairs to Jake 's place studio apartment. I shed my tee on the way down, and Sheila compliments me on my 'tite'bod. I give a skittish grin and heading for the obvious president. Showing the drawing to Jake, he replied with"Oh ya -- -that 's sweet. This will be easy, about 30 minutes ”.

It was pretty quite as Jake went to work, digging the needle into the muscle of my back right shoulder. He asked about the drawing off, so once again I went through the level. Jumping up to re-fill our drinks, 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 usual, and noticing that my jeans were a bit tight tonight, I was packing a pretty big lummox. Even gentle, I hung about 7"Jake just kept working and the way got quite again.

I took about 40 minutes, and Jake complimented that I took the needle well, being my maiden clip. I checked it out in the mirror, and flashed a big smiling, thanking him for doing it. When I asked Jake how much, he cleared his pharynx, and started slowly with"well flatness, here 's the deal. Normally that would be about a $ 75 tat. But I got a proposition for ya you might like. We already heard about that big putz of yours—Kirk went into some pretty sound contingent for us. So -- -- I want you to fuck my wife, and Kirk and me watch ”.

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

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

Sheila quickly jumps on the bed, and sheds her dress, while Jake and Kirk take a seat each on the side of the bed. I shrug my shoulders, and drop my gasp, and kick them to the foot of the bed."Oh my gawd dearest -- -he 's so hairy ! And search at that cute tite behind"! I just flash a smile, and fawn up between Sheila 's thigh 's from the foot of the bed. Spreading her slightly, I dive straight in, burying my human face into her shaggy-haired slit, and sting my knife right into her cunt. Sheila let 's out a slight exclamation, and spreading her more open air with my hired man, run my natural language even deeper into her wet snatch. I did n't usually expend a lot of clock time nibbling on the button like a lot of guys do, I wanted that snatch succus all over my face !

Eating her out for about 15 proceedings, while Kirk and Jake begin jacking their gumshoe watching, I decided it was time to drop off her the marrow. Sitting back on all IV, I grab my dick and testis, and direct my now rock hard dick into her lips. As her center widen, and she inhales, I drive my thick jock inwardness 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 breast, suddenly, she pushes my face back with both bridge player, and loudly proclaims,"fuck me Matthew—fuck me and have in mind it"

Well, that 's all I needed. Sitting back on my haunches, I grab Sheila by her second joint, and swing them up and over my shoulder. Maintaining a pixilated grip, I slam it to her with a moderate trust, and go to township. Quickly jabbing her twat with my thick-skulled pulsating cock, I start sweating, dripping down my forehead and pits. It was hot in the room, but I liked it. Jake and Kirk had now totally removed their pant, and each wide-spread, where whacking away at their dicks like a duo of pent up prisoners. I continued ramming Sheila like a horned up dog myself, and clenching my eyes and teeth, I finally commit out. From her screaming and gyrating around, and the wetness of my pubes, I assumed she had cum. I grab my dick at the cornerstone, and aim powerful for her oral cavity. BAMM !

Three prompt shots right to her typeface. Then 5 to a greater extent right between the titmouse, then trailing down to her pot. I smiled at my 'average'cargo, 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 time of day getting back home. We get back, and I thank Kirk for an awing nighttime, and put Dustin to bed. Down to my room, I fish out another beer from the mini-fridge, and Light up a joint. Been wanting that all day. Putting on some porn, I grab cargo hold of my still wet shaft and go at it. One more nut before crashing out .