New supporter Tales -- -Freshman year—Chptr 11 -- schooling 's Out !

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

Yaaaawweee. Finally ! In bitchiness of my model student athlete status, other than football and cheerleaders, I pretty much hated schoolhouse. It just was n't me, and therefore no architectural plan for college. I bolted out the gym doors, and headed straight for my jeep. I was so proud of it, and had gotten rafts of compliments. canary yellow yellowness -- -Muncie 4-speed. 33"Micky Benjamin Thompson tires. One bad ass fuckin sound system. Edlebrock inhalation and carb. I ripped my tee off running towards it, then my kicks on arrival. I had n't had the top on the jeep since I bought it. Topless, topless, and barefooted. A proud example for Patrick White boi poke trash -- -even though we did live in a house : )

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

But first, lol, just to recap -- -

The natal day bash down at the diner two calendar week ago was awesome. Mom and the girls went all out, with BBQ and banana pudding. Lots of guys from the team were there, including Brad Duncan. Every time Mandy came to our table, she would smile at Brad, and he would crimson. One one stumble, Brad bolted for the boys room out of embarrassment. As Mandy approached the mesa, I said to her"Mandy -- -- look at that butt ! Ai n't that the cut stub"? Pointing at Brad. Mandy giggled, and responded"Ya, it is kinda precious ”."Kinda"? ? ? I said in amazment. tell apart me you would n't give anything to fall off ur teeth into that toilsome suspensor meat"! 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 shaft too ”. Mandy grasped her face, with that girlish"Oh my Gawd ”, just as Brad arrives back at the tabular array."Whut"? Brad asks perplexed. Dustin pipes up again,"Mandy wants to check out ur fundament ”. Now both are utterly embarrassed at our teasing of them so, pointing towards the spinal column of the dining car, I just offer"That hold over down there is empty ”."Hey mom—Brandy gon na take a open frame"!"OK hun ”.

As I was eating my pudding, suddenly I had the most way-out thought -- -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 best men, in full uniform : ) This class will be their 25th day of remembrance. Just thought I 'd confound that in there : )

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

Kirk welcomed me in, and we head straight for the terrace. I asked if he had a beer, and he gave me a surd paternal look. I told him it was totally assuredness, that I would never squeal on a customer."An besides gallant, I been drinkin and smokin skunk since before freshman year. . Kirk shook his foreland, 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 draft. I instantly strip down in the warm Texas night, and went right to shape on my big 9"supporter cock. Kirk was still amazed at my giving, and being so Whitney Moore Young Jr., and non-bashfull at showing it off at any chance. After stroking up a few proceedings, and spreading my legs a bit more, I jab my hirsute ass-hole with my midway finger, and got the have sex succus flowing. Kirk asked if I wanted another beer, to which I nodded yes. ( suddenly he 's out to get me imbibe ? ? ? ) As he jumped to the kitchen, I fished out the banana pudding from my dorsum pac. Quickly huffing down the vanilla wafers, leaving just the creamy pudding, and meringue, I take a big scoop in my hand, and seize my thick meat, returning to stroking it up, coating it with the pudding as lubricator, lol.

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

I let go of my dick, and snap up the beer -- -once again chugging it down until almost vacuous. I hardly did anything slow -- -everything was flying and grueling. I look over at Kirk, and just said"get it dude -- -get on my big nanner tool"with a grin. Kirk wasted no time in leaping for my big athletic supporter gumshoe, and gobbled it down to the pubic region. I rolled my eyes back, and tilted my head back into the couch chair. Oh my fuckin god, that felt great. As he ran his clapper around my irradiation, and piss prick, mixing my fuck juice with the pud, I thought I was going to burst forth just any moment. Grabbing the two beer cans, I sucked down the end 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 mo before the abs started to tighten, and with one final plunge, I unload in Kirk 's throat. Five shots of my fatheaded athletic supporter roach go straight down, as he chokes up to have it. Some of my load starts ozzing back out of his mouth as he feverishly laps me up like a puppy. I pushed his read/write head up off my gumshoe, and then something that had never happened—I blasted two more Mexican valium straight up to my pectoralis, leaving a track down to my belly. I just grin really big, then raising my substructure up into the air, told him to push my legs back behind my ears.

Eager to conciliate, I snatch up another 3 fingers of the pudding, and spread it up and down my hairy wisecrack and gob. Staring down at him, I simply say"munch ”, to which he quickly obeys. Finally grabbing his own rock punishing dick, Kirk begins to pull it like a mad man, while munching down on my 'nanner flavored greasy athletic supporter hole. It only took a minute before he came up, and aiming for my chest, blasted his own warhead across my torso.

I scooped up a couple more fingers of the pud, 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 grin, and just muttering"fuckin pig ”. I relax my body, and close my oculus. Stretching my two arms up and behind my head, I turn my question from left to redress, taking a deep huff of my mature stinkin stone pit. I unload the stream, hitting me just under the chin, and souse my stallion body with my hot stinkin piss. Surprising even me, I pop out another three blastoff of my thick suspensor goo, free-handed. As the juices and relieve oneself 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 respective minutes, I told Kirk I really should jet—I did n't like leaving Dustin at house 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 mess still sticking to my trunk. I tied the laces together of my PF Flyers, and slung them around the vertebral column of my neck—a supporter 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 sheik would put some ink on me. If it helped, differentiate him I got a big pecker : )

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

I quickly jog down to his house, and fish out the lawn mower to set forth his yard—it was his day. It was hot—about 90, and I started dripping in exertion as soon as I got going. Finishing up, Kirk joins me around back at the patio with a improbable spyglass of ice tea—my 2nd favourite 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 ingest to bring along lil bro."So what is this tat your so urgent about getting"? Having anticipated the inquiry, I fish out the part of theme I had stored in my back sack. That big beautiful rhomb, 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 thought where it came from.

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

We got at it like usual, cept this sentence more on the vanilla side. He wanted that thick supporter junk pretty prompt today I guess : )

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

I said that all was awesome, to follow by about 7:00 and we could go catch some eats down at the buffet car, then head out. We would n't tell mom, stimulate she kinda had a thing about TAT and stuff, 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 hold back them for high school.

The dining car was officious, 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 cheerful n dirt. 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 first giggling, and dash for the car to break loose before mom could derive out to stop us.

We arrive about 45 transactions later at Jake 's -- -he was bout 20 international mile out in the nation, and there was some traffic getting out of Tyler. Jake introduces his wife, Sheila, and son Nate. The two b o y s head for the den, with snack in hand to get into some chilling movies. The rest period of us head downstairs to Jake 's base studio apartment. I shed my tee on the way down, and Sheila compliments me on my 'tite'bod. I give a neural grin and head for the obvious chair. Showing the drawing to Jake, he replied with"Oh ya -- -that 's confection. This will be easy, about 30 minutes ”.

It was pretty quite as Jake went to ferment, digging the needle into the muscular tissue of my back rectify shoulder. He asked about the drawing, so once again I went through the news report. Jumping up to re-fill our beverage, Sheila commented on the 'lump'in my trouser. Blushing, and looking down at my properly thigh, I just kinda grinned and softly replied"ya—it 's reasonably big ”. Freeballin as common, and noticing that my jean were a bit tight tonight, I was packing a pretty big lump. Even sonant, 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 metre. 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 mat, here 's the deal. 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 make out my wife, and Kirk and me watch ”.

A look of astonishment, for sure as shooting, came across my face. I just looked at Jake, and replied"huh ?"“ Ya matt -- -fuck my married woman. She digs young jock cock, 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 spry draught of her bloody mary, we all go back upstairs to the master bedroom.

Sheila quickly jumps on the bed, and sheds her clothes, while Jake and Kirk call for a seat each on the side of the bed. I shrug my shoulder joint, and drop off my pants, and kick them to the ft of the bed."Oh my gawd beloved -- -he 's so hirsute ! And look at that cute tite goat"! 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 case into her shaggy-haired pussy, and stick my tongue right into her twat. Sheila let 's out a rebuff ecphonesis, and spreading her more than spread with my hands, run my tongue even deeper into her wet bit. I did n't usually spend a lot of time nibbling on the button like a lot of guys do, I wanted that pussy juice all over my face !

feeding her out for about 15 minutes, while Kirk and Jake begin jacking their putz watching, I decided it was sentence to slip her the core. Sitting back on all quartet, I grab my hawkshaw and musket ball, and steer my now shake heavy pecker into her sass. As her heart widen, and she inhales, I drive my thick athlete meat all the way in. Sheila grabs me around the diminished of my backbone, and I start a slow thrust, in and out of her tunnel, getting her all moist and wet. A few minute of arc of slow mo, and sucking on her tits, suddenly, she pushes my face back with both helping hand, and loudly proclaims,"fuck me Matthew—fuck me and intend 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 shoulders. Maintaining a taut bag, I slam it to her with a moderate combine, and go to town. quickly jabbing her cunt with my thickheaded 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 pants, and each wide-spread, where whacking away at their tool like a brace of pent up prisoners. I continued ramming Sheila like a horned up dog myself, and clenching my eyes and dentition, I finally pull out out. From her shrieking and gyrating around, and the wetness of my pubes, I assumed she had cum. I grab my prick at the foundation, and aim right wing for her mouth. BAMM !

Three quick shots right to her facial expression. Then 5 More right between the teat, then trailing down to her pot. I smiled at my 'average'warhead, 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 brush up up Dustin. I knew he would be getting sleepy, and we were just shy of an hour getting back domicile. We get back, and I thank Kirk for an awesome nighttime, and put Dustin to bed. Down to my room, I fish out another beer from the mini-fridge, and Light up a reefer. 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 .