New Jock Tales—Chpt 1 -- -Pony conference

I guess I was just a stick out jock—I considered myself lucky. You could say, I guess, that I was overly developed for my age. Not real big, thinker you, only about 5'10 ”, maybe 125 lbs on a wet day : ). I already had hair on my leg, and up in the crack of my ass, and a reasonably nice 'bush'in my pits, and hanging 7 1/2"of dick. To well-nigh of the other bozo on the baseball squad, I guess I was intimidating.

Girls came at me like crazy, and I was smart enough to detect a few coup d'oeil from the guy as well, 'specially in the locker room. twat was comfortable -- -I got my outset piece live year.

So -- -PONY, if ur not a sports nut, is an acronym for Protect Our neck of the woods spring chicken. It was organized in 1951 at Booker T. Washington, PA. Probably mostly Italians at that fourth dimension catamenia, It served as a transition league from tykes, or pewee, to the up-coming high school.

So—anyways, back to shot glass, and the locker rooms : )

We had a pretty hot n sweaty pattern this one afternoon. Even though a spring sport—it got hot in Texas pretty fast. My shoes had gotten kinda tight as my feet were growing like I was feeding them fertilizer -- -already at a sz 11, I truly had some big feet, and dick : ) I shucked them, and my socks off, and tying the lacing together, slung them over my shoulder -- -a jock thing : ) Walking across the soft grass of the subject to the field of force house, barefooted, and into the locker way, I wasted no clip stripping down and heading for the showers. A lot of bios that age were still timid about being in social movement of another buster naked, mostly cause they really had n't developed much. Only about five or so of us actually showered up after practice. I just did it mostly to show off : )

So I hit the shower headspring, and plow the water to 'pretty fuckin hot'. I loved the feel as it hit my back, and I held my implements of war up behind my head, exposing my stinkn pits. Some said I was always showin off, causal agency I did n't face the shower promontory. I just told them, naa—I just aint shy.

So it came to be on this day, that the team ass-hole, Reb Bradly, decided he had to make a comment about my big shaft. I do n't really commend what he said, but I responded with something like he was weird for making fun of the dude with the full-grown dick on the squad. He shot me back with something like, I was a lusus naturae, and I just laughed at him and said something like"Ya, that 's what ur sister said last night too ”. He came at me across the rain shower flooring, but just before he got within weapon reach, I pulled back and cold cocked him upside his head. He jumped from the floor, but again I got 3 fast pa to his mouthpiece, busting him up hard, and the b l o o d streamed down his chest and stomach, and washed down the drain.

The whole room got really quite, and Johnny Reb just laid there for a minute, collecting his view, I guess. I took a glance across the way at the other guy, and grinning, just said 'silver baseball mitt'. Deciding that this was n't going to end it, I walk over and catch him by the fuzz, and commit him to where his head is just level with my dick."So Bradly -- -you like my dick, huh ?"“ You like how it hangs down, half way to my knee, all bushy and make ?"“ Bet you wish you could touch it, huh ?"“ screwing off, Dillon"“ shtup off you say, ? Ya, I might have a go at it off—fuck off in ur oral cavity, maybe"The others kinda bunched up together, and a few grins and human elbow punches gave me the juice to go through with it. I never stood down.

"I seen you checking me out dude—admiring my big jockstrap putz. I mean, it 's kool and all, be kool to see who sucks better -- -your sister, or you"I guess still nobody knew—it was in fact Bradly 's babe that I busted my cerise over a twain of years ago. This, of row, got me just the reaction I wanted. As the former bois started laughing, Johnny jumped from the base and reared back to consider a swing. But, I blocked his awkward swing, and once again, delivered 3 operose pops to his mouth, right at the Saame billet. The b l o o d was now flowing profusely down his trunk, and I heard one of the bois exclaim that 'this was going to be epic'.

Again, I grab him by the hair, and at this point Im about half hard, and running my leave behind hand into his mouth, I say to him in a trench growling vocalism, 'suck me'. The aspect on the bois faces were pricless -- -was I really gon na construct this dude suck my dick—right here in the shower, in social movement of half the team ? You damm skippy I was -- -no fear."I said suck me punk, or I 'll go for your teeth next ”.

To my surprise, Johnny Kelso ( whom later would become my easily friend in football ) ran up behind Bradly, and grabbing him by the hair from behind,

f o r c e s him forward, and himself demands"suck it, fag"Bradly hesitates, then Kelso hits him in the back of the head. I heard a twain of the dudes mutter"fuck this dump -- -were outta here"Finally Bradly opens his sassing, and I shove my now hard 7 ½ inch in, and force it all the way down his throat, burying my jock rooster to the pubes."Ya—that 's it"exclaims Kelso, quite excited."suck ur captain dick b o y ”. As I hold on to the top of Bradly 's hair, I begin pumping his pharynx like a porno star. In and out, in rapid fashion, I dicked him down like a piece of meat. It took only a few moment for me to blow my junk down his throat, and he choked up my jizz from his belly. I just looked at him, and laughed like a crazy man.

Assuming he was done, he started to stand, but I grabbed his hair again, and just said"uh-uh goon -- -you got ta contract maintenance of my helper now ”. As Bradly opened his mouth in disbelief, Kelso grinned realy big, and just said"oh hell ya"I glance over to the footlocker, and see the few that were dressing begin to pass on. I shot out at them"Anyone that leaves, will get the same treatment. Im the maitre d'hotel, and you will do what the piece of tail I tell you"They just sat on the benches, some of them watching. dead reckoning they decided not to examine me.

"suck him touchwood -- -suck that big supporter cock. Suck him good too -- -or I 'll bust you up some more"Bradly sucked down on Kelso 's tool like his life story depended on it. I guess from a certain point of vista, it did. Do n't know if he had sucked a prick before, but the b o y was damm good. Kelso, in like mode as my ego, skull fucked his pharynx like a crazed mad man. It only took present moment for him to blow his wad down Bradly 's throat. Grabbing him on both sides of his heading, Kelso slammed his oral fissure about 5 times, pubes to teeth, blowing hot jock jizz down his pharynx. Pretty impressive, I thought to myself. It would be a couple of days yet, but eventually I would occur to have sex the taste of that thick jock jizz, and it was really soundly : )

Finally I yank Bradly back straight up. Grabbing him by the pharynx, I say to him in a garish vocalism"Had enuff Bradly -- -that enough cock for one day"? He shook his headway up and down that he had. I shove him backward, into the locker area, where he fell into the small group sitting on the terrace. After a quick rinse, Kelso and me exited the rain shower room, and joined the rest to get dressed.

"This is real simpleton -- - Anybody that repeats one fuckin thing that happened here today, can expect waaaaay worse penalization. What happens here, stays here"A few months later, nigh of those hombre present that day, would become the creation members of, 'The Diamond Dawgs'.

"Now—Anybody that wants to come over later, I got beer, and dummy ”. I look over at Bradly, still sitting on the bench, looking like he 's waiting on his future order."You too Bradly -- -you got ur punishment ”