New Jock Tales -- -Chptr 6 -- -The tourney

"Maaaathuuuu"clangor -- -boom -- -crakle crakle"Maaathuuu -- -- agggg"Jesue fuckin christ—what was happening. I jumped from my bed, and rocketed up the stair to Dustin 's room -- -buck ass naked, lol. There was Dustin, standing in the middle of his way, with his arms over his head—screaming like a banshee. POW pop boom, sizzle, sizzle."Aggggg Mathew"!"Jesus Dustin -- -what is it"?"Im scared Saint Matthew the Apostle"“ Oh fuck swell, you mean the storm"? BAMM gang fight rumble"Ahhhh yes, Matthew the storm -- -Im mark"Oh fuck, I mumble to myself. It was a pretty drastic storm -- -even for East Texas. I grabbed my lil bro by the waist, and picked him up. He instantly wrapped his peg around my shank, and his branch around my neck. His trembles turned to whimpering, and eventually started crying. Bringing my manus up to his head, and tossling his hairsbreadth, I tried to assure him that it was just big H. I headed for the privy to take a piss, lil bro still in tow. Leaning forward and grabbing the towel bar, I cut loose a long impregnable stream.

I then headway for the kitchen, and pour Dustin a small crank of milk. Placing it in the microwave to warm it up, and adding a mates of dab of nutmeg tree, I hand to him. Walking over to the terrace threshold, I open it up and ill-treat out on the terrace."See"I said softly,"It 's just thunder, and wind"Dustin took a biff of his Milk River and replied,"Im still scared"I told Dustin to tope up, and placing the looking glass on the kitchen board, headed back down to my room. I gave Dustin a full consistency slam on the bed. He let out a screech, and then started giggling.

I plopped down on the bed, on my belly, and grabbed my pillow above my straits with both sleeve. In just a few mo, Dustin had turned over and wrapped his arm around the lower region of my dorsum, and snuggled his head just under my pit."You stink, Saint Matthew"I simply replied,"Yep, go back to catch some Z's"

When I awoke again later that morning, our side had reversed. Dustin now had his back to me, and I had him pulled in close to my belly, with my arm over his waistline. My dick was sway hard now, holding back a refreshed supplying of cockcrow piss. I was right in the belittled cleft of my lil bros ass, and I smiled to myself.

I jumped up for another piss, then returning to the bed again plopped down on my belly. I felt Dustin turn over again. After a few moments of silence, Dustin commented"you got hair's-breadth on your butt, and in your gap"I could n't help but giggle, and just replied"ya ”, you 'll get that some day too ”."Can I feel it"? I snickered to myself again, at his ingenuousness."Just run your fingertips up and down my crack -- -but it 's gon na get me difficult when you do ”. Dustin did as suggested, and mumbled something like does it titillate, to which I replied it did, and he was making my dick really grueling."So what do you do about it"? He asked, so free. Fuck it, I decided, no clip like the present.

Rolling over on my back, I reach into the nite stand and fish out a blount. I fire it up, and carry a prompt pull. Just a little bombilation would be fine for now. As usual, as my brain came awake, so did my putz. It only took moment for me to get fully swot up. I looked down and smiled at my big teen age dick. Eight fuckin inch so far, and only 15 years old. I instruct Dustin to grab my school principal with his fist, and rub my pollex over my pee-pee slit. There it was—an sempiternal supply of fuck juice. Most b o y s did n't even ooze juice, but I had enuff for several. Slicking the juice over my cockhead, and squeezing surd, I tell him to began pulling up and down. The feeling set in right away. I spread my branch just a bit, and raised my left field arm up over my head. Turning to the left wing, I take a quick whiff of my ripe pit. I instruct Dustin now to peck up the step. I had shit to do today, but I had to get that nut first. It was so cunning watching his still boyish fist grabbing my thickset jock tool. He glanced up at my face, then back to my dick—fasinated at the bonding with his big bro. As I felt my belly and thigh tighten up, I spread my ramification a bit more, and reaching down grabbing my orchis, I gave them a severely squeeze and tugged down. Then it came-bamm, bamm, bamm, bamm. Four stream of unploughed jizz flying out of my dick head like a projectile launch, each one hitting the wall over my head teacher, splattering like a bug hitting a windshield. I looked up at the wall, Dustin still jackin my prick, and shot 5 more than ropes of thick suspensor juice across my thorax and belly. I was in stupor at the amount of money of my shipment. Even in the few porns I had seen, I never seen a man shoot that practically jizz. I was thinking I may make just set a world track record, lol.

Before I could becalm down, and collect my thoughts, there was a rapping at the forepart threshold."roll in the hay"I mumbled to myself. It was just so fuckin far from the cellar to the front door. I grabbed a pr of gym underdrawers from the flooring, and a dirty tee to pass over off the jizz from my trunk. I tell Dustin to go off for his room.

At the door was Mark Mattox."What 's up dude"he exclaimed all cheerfull and mother fucker. I hated happy morning people."Dude—come on in, I got ta display you sompin"Literally grabbing gull by the hand, and pulling him down to the basement, I pointed out my achievement on the rampart above my bed."Jesus Dillon -- -you just do that"? mark was rapturous."Ya swell, 4 shots—right over my head. I was just wiping up when you knocked"“ Holy fuck dude -- -I seen originate men that did n't nut like that -- -that 's got ta be a record"“ roll in the hay ya dude -- -Im affect with myself"I kinda chuckled at my acquirement.

"Say -- -I got ta big deal for ya late tonight after the game, if ur up for it"Mark had a prankish look in his eye."Ya maybe -- -what 's up"I asked."Old man party—they want some gogo boy type, or maybe strippers. fig you come straight from the plot in ur sweaty uniform, and you 'll be a big hit"

"Ya man—that sounds amazing"I replied with a smile.

We had a noon game, and this would be the end of the season for Pony league. I asked patsy to run me over to the field, as I needed to work out a bit, and get pumped up for the game. We grab Dustin, and scoot over to the field, where there is a lilliputian league secret plan in procession. I hired hand Dustin a few bucks and told him 'do n't get into any trouble'. In the footlocker room a few other guys had showed up, and were working out as well. It was evens, so we all paired up to spot each early. Ricky, the bat b o y, was arranging the bats and batting helmets. I flashed him a big grinning and asked him was he abusing that little shaft of his. He flashed back a big grin and proudly proclaimed"yes sir ! Three times a day"! All the hombre chuckled at him, knowing they were just as shamed."That 's my boi -- -tear it up"

I strip down to just my athlete, exposing my baseball size bulge, and my tite moon shaped haired ass. As we began pumping iron, and working up a lather, Saint Mark again complimented me on my fine eubstance. Still at just 5'10', and 150 lbs, I was still pretty skinny -- -just 29"waist. The 6 pac was poppin out really serious, and I started some really intense crunch."give way it the summer, Dillon, you 'll get 7 & 8 before you know it"encouraged soft touch. I grinned at the anticipation of having an 8 pac by the time football started next declination. On the Bench press now, workin up the shoulders, one of the dudes walked by and popped me pretty hard right on my jockstrap strap."What the nookie dandy"? It actually hurt pretty bad."Cover that shit up Dillon, we all know you got the full-grown putz -- -fuckin show off"One of the other b o y s hollered out"I think he likes ur dick Dillon ”. Everybody just laughed and went back to their routine.

Suddenly Ricky hollers out"batter up -- -30 second"That was the cue to get dressed, and get make for the game. Tony steady wheeled up to me in his wheelchair as I was getting dressed. He had been hit by a car on his skateboard earlier in the yr, and lost his peg, but he was still on the roster for the team."Hit one for me, Dillon"He was looking particularly down today, so I just smiled at him, and said"you got it bro'.

The secret plan went pretty acute. We stayed neck and neck with the Tigers, until now, it was the bottom of the ninth, and I was the last batsman. As I approached the dental plate, I look over and see Tony in the dugout. I just could n't put up it. I called for a time out, and motioned for one of the b o y s lined up down the third base line to come to me. I told him to go get Tony, and wheel him out to the baseline with them, so he could see better. He nodded approval."And Traylor—when I hit that fuckin ball, you wheel his ass over here to this plate as fast as you can"Traylor grinned mischievously, as if he figured out what I was going to do. I called time in, and as the Tigers picture took the stance, preparing for the wind up, I raised my bat, and pointed to focus on landing field. The crowd went junkie, with holler and cheers. It took a lot of hairy chunk for person in Pony league to pull a 'Babe Ruth', but I was determined. As the exposure prepared for the wind up, he then called sentence. It was getting crazy out here for sure. He walked up to me, and whispered in my ear -- -"I know you want this plot Dillon, but if you think ur bad enuff to hit that ball out of the park, I WILL SUCK -- YOUR -- DICK"I flash a big grin at Cole Parker, and said to him"You got your word on that"? Parker replied"I just did bro ”.

The twist up—and the pitch. It was either the conference title, or we go down in a tie. POW I swung so gruelling that I felt every pearl in my vertebrae pop, from my waist up to my neck opening, and broke the bat clean and jerk in two. I stood there, with everyone else in the park, in dead silence. And there it went.

clean over concentrate field -- -clearing the fencing by over three feet. Still, the stadium was mum, and freeze out in prison term. Finally, the announcer screams into the microphone -- -"RUUUUUUN"I jerk around to look behind me, and there was Traylor, as ordered, pushing Tony sweetie to the plateful. I grab the handles of his wheelchair, and start running. Pushing as hard and fast as I could, the front wheels wobbling in the dirt."I hope it does n't lock away up"was all I could reckon. First—second -- tertiary -- and finally, HOME. The crowd went totally nuclear. I continued pushing Tony around in circles, doing donuts, if you will. In the cristal of the second, I ripped my jersey off, Tarzan manner, screaming at the top of my lungs and draped it over Tony 's shoulders, raising his arm in victory. My bushy pits were dripping in lather, running down my rib cage, and I could smell my own ripe jock Casimir Funk. My putz twitched a bit. marking had managed to function his way into the crowd to home plate plate. He smack me on the stomach, and told me to appear down. In all the excitement, and jumping and twisting around, I was poppin an 8 pac ! I nearly creamed, and literally started crying with joy. Somehow, my little bro, Dustin had managed to climb the fencing, and was running towards me to home plate. I grabbed him up, and spun around in circuit, tear now in my eyes. I kissed Dustin right on the lips. He laughed, and wiped it off with the back of his hand. Suddenly, I looked Dustin lame in the heart --"Bro -- -go find that ball. Twenty bucks Dustin, go find my ball"He nodded his drumhead up and down, and as I lowered him back down to the priming coat, gave him a grueling nose drops on the hindquarters."Run b o y—run"! ! Dustin took off like a puma. I had no thoughts about it at that here and now, but years later, I would painfully see out that from that moment, my lil bro worshiped the ground I walked on. And that idolization would become his own motivating for becoming quite the baseball headliner himself. And as we both got older, I less and less gave him the time of day.

The sunshine continued around the field. I could see the TV crowd making it 's way over to home plate. Dorothy Parker, still standing on the pictures mound, glanced over at me, with his head hung. I pointed at him, with an evil smiling. He gave me back a thumbs up, indicating he would live up to the bet.

After about an hour and half, the crowd finally starts to dissipate, and some of us start heading for the footlocker room to shower up and modification clothes. I run up to colewort Parker, and grabbing him by his jersey, just say"common goon, ur with me"“ Jesus Dillon -- -now ? ? here ? ?"“ Yup, right fuckin now, cause Im horny as fuck, and ur fixin to choke down on this big jock dick"I dragged him around to the cover of the shower house. It was a weird matter -- -this second wall that protruded about three feet out from the rearward wall of the house, then ran about half the length of the planetary house. There was a gate at the end of it, and it was like this cubby hole, if you will. nonentity new why it was there, or what it was supposed to do. It was finally decided that it was just a bug when they built the building, so there we have it—more like a big closet behind the construction.

We walk in and I close the gate, and pushing kail to the backbone, grab him by the hair and energy him down to his knees. I whip out my big 8"of jock core, ease up him a grin, and just say"suction ”. As Cole opens his mouth, I waist no fourth dimension in shoving my meat down his throat. Tightening my grip on his tomentum, I instantly go into a unforgiving buffeting of his throat, plunging my now rock hard hammer to the back of his throat, my pubes going up his nose with each jabbing. It took no time for the snot to come out pouring out of cole 's intrude, but I just grinned and kept plunging my vein poppin cock into his throat. I took my give mitt and slapped him up side the face,"squeeze those lips punk, make it tight"I ordered him as I continued to run my tool in and out of his throat. Again, taking my left script, this meter grabbing him by the throat, and squeezing hard, you could now see my dick going in and out of his stiff wet pharynx. The snot continued to teem, as well now as the sweat pouring from my pits and belly. I yanked my peter from his mouth, and shoved his facial expression into my right pit."huff it dude -- -just like glue. memorize my stench, cause you 'll be getting fate more of it ”. I moved his face from my pit over to the left one, then ordered him to lick the sweat from my ripe pungent pit. He eyes squimished at the funk of my pitfall, as I returned him to the redress one to lap it clean as well. I do n't acknowledge what got over me, but I was really boning up on the ill-treatment I was giving to Cole.

Grabbing his hair again, I returned him to my shaft, and shoved it again, straight down his pharynx."God damm ur fuckin good"Grabbing him now by both English of his head, I began slamming his throat hard as I could. He began bucking back, and trying to struggle me off, as he began to choke and gag on my big teen age dick."Had enuff, spunk"? I asked him staring into his eyes. All he could do was nod his principal up and down."Great"I replied."Now drop your pants"A face of horror came over borecole 's face, and he shook his capitulum back and Forth River."No fuckin way Dillon -- -your not sticking that thing in my ass -- -no fuckin way -- -not component part of the deal"Cole responded in a scare."You want me to finish up ur ass, and flora my junk in ur guts, or put it back in ur mouth, and flood your backtalk with it"?

"Enuff clotheshorse"!



"I said I 'd suck ur dick bro, and I sucked ur dick. Did n't say naught about you fuckin my ass—I ai n't no fag, Dillon"“ I aint no fag either, Cole—I just like fuckin dudes up the ass"“ Na -ah, that 's it. I said Id suck ur cock dude, and that 's it. No fuckin to a greater extent"Having reached that 'crazed'country of mind, I could n't quit. I rared back with my right arm, and delivered a crushing blow to the right position of Cole 's face. Before he could recuperate, I delivered three pops to his right wing eye, instantly busting it, and the

b l o o d began pouring down his face dripping onto his shoulder joint."Jesus Dillon, you fuckin lunatic—what the fuck is wrong with you"?"Want some ass, that 's what—and ur givin it up, touchwood"With that I swung a left cross across his lip, busting his lip candid, again the b l o o d dripping down his chin, hitting his chest. I grabbed him by both sides of his head, and pulled him in closing curtain to my aspect, and hawking up a luggie, spat my spit and snot into his back talk. Then delivering three hard snow to his gut, I slung him down to the ground on his belly. I got cargo deck of his rap, and ripped it from his pants, and shucked them down. One more blow to the right k I d n e y, and then screaming at him"You want some peter now punk, huh -- -you want some"? I was a all over madman at this full stop. Whimpering now, Cole finally relented—"ya Dillon, give it to me"Angry, I struck him on the rachis of his head."Naa punk—that aint gon na git it now -- -you got to fuckin beg for it fag"!"Aight, aight, Dillon, please fuck my ass—please fuck me hard and binge ur nuts up in my guts -- -please Dillon"

An wickedness chuckle emerged from my throat—deep down from the diaphragm. Again I worked up a smattering of tongue and snob, and ran it over the pulsating purple mushroom straits, of my succus oozing prick. I slicked up the whole point, and then ran my hired hand up into the crevice of borecole 's ass crack. Pushing my midway digit deep into his superintendent tite athlete cakehole ( Jeez, I thought—this boi has never even break up the toilette paper, lol ) to undo him up. I pull my finger, and notice a bit of ass slim on it, then grabbing kail by his hair again, and pulling his head backwards, squeeze the finger into his oral cavity."Suck it, pig"was all I said to him. In the same motion, I squeeze my dick hard, and slam into Cole 's fast virgin hollow. Wasting no time, I went right into plunging my rock hard meat into the depths of his gut, All 8"to the hilt, poppin his ass as I hit it. Shoving his fount into the concrete wall, I relentlessly began pounding his guts like a jackhammer. It only took about 10-12 thrusting, and then I exploded.

Nut after nut, I shot deep into Dorothy Parker 's ass. Each one hitting as hard as I could turn in. Still holding him by his hair's-breadth, and slamming his face into the concrete. I came for what seemed like an hour, destroying his cherry. My nut was so intense that I began trembling, and shacking at my thighs, and my jizz began to transude back out of his tite jock hole. My venter was so tight, that it was now comfortable to see my tight, popping 8 pac of abs, that seemed to have grown overnight.

Finally spent, I yanked Cole around, and shoved his rachis up against the wall. Grabbing his hair again, I popped his sass again with my bequeath clenched fist, and as he opened it up, I shoved my now half limp putz back into his mouthpiece, now covered with my jizz and his ass juice."Suck it"was all I said, with b l o o d in my eyes, like a daimon."Use ur tongue strong-armer, get it good and clean"With no Energy Department to campaign back, Cole did as I ordered him. Relaxing now, and deciding that I was probably good and clean, and reared my pass backwards, and closing my optic, cut loose. kail went into a upheaval like epileptic shock as I cut loose the flow of my hot nasty stinkin jock piss down his pharynx. I filled his belly with my nectar, grinning at him the whole while. Finally I pulled out, and stepped back to pull up my own pants, and buckled them up. Delivering one more mouthfull of spitting and snot to his font, told him to get up, and get himself together."Yep Parker, definitely looking forward to freshmen football ”