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

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

Yaaaawweee. Finally ! In spite of my simulation educatee athlete position, other than football and cheerleaders, I pretty much hate schooltime. It just was n't me, and therefore no programme for college. I bolted out the gym room access, and headed straight for my jeep. I was so proud of it, and had gotten tons of compliments. sneaker yellowness -- -Muncie 4-speed. 33"Micky Thompson tires. One bad ass fuckin sound system. Edlebrock intake and carb. I ripped my tee off running towards it, then my boot on arrival. I had n't had the top on the landrover since I bought it. Topless, topless, and barefooted. A lofty example for blanched boi trailer scrap -- -even though we did exist in a planetary house : )

I was horny and out to get high, and drunk, and some golden boi or fille was gon na get 9"of severely athlete peter today.

But first, lol, just to recap -- -

The birthday bash down at the diner two weeks ago was awe-inspiring. Mom and the lady friend went all out, with BBQ and banana pudding. fate of guy cable from the team were there, including Brad Duncan. Every time Mandy came to our table, she would smile at Brad, and he would blush. One one trip, Brad bolted for the boys room out of plethora. As Mandy approached the board, I said to her"Mandy -- -- tone at that butt end ! 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. assure me you would n't contribute anything to pass ur tooth into that severely jock meat"! Mandy blushed, and giggled again, just as Brad emerges up the hallway from the privy. Dustin, of all mass spoke up offering,"I hear he has a big dick too ”. Mandy grasped her font, 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 assure out ur butt ”. Now both are utterly embarrassed at our teasing of them so, pointing towards the back of the diner, I just offer"That tabularise down there is vacuous ”."Hey mom—Brandy gon na take a break"!"OK hun ”.

As I was eating my pud, suddenly I had the most kinkiest sentiment -- -so I decided to take some home. We all rise, and I leave a fiver on the table for Mandy. Walking back towards them I offer to Brad,"OK homie—we did the prelim workplace 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 game team served as honorary intimately men, in wax uniform : ) This year will be their 25th anniversary. Just thought I 'd throw away that in there : )

Kirk dropped me and Dustin off at the house, and as promised, I hopped on lil bro 's mt bike 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 grueling parental facial expression. I told him it was totally cool, that I would never oink on a client."An also fop, I been drinkin and smokin dope since before Freshman year. . Kirk shook his head, 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 warmly Texas nighttime, and went right to play on my big 9"supporter cock. Kirk was still amazed at my gift, and being so young, and non-bashfull at showing it off at any fortune. After stroking up a few minutes, and spreading my legs a bit more, I jab my hairy ass-hole with my centre finger, and got the fuck juice 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 backbone pac. Quickly huffing down the vanilla wafers, leaving just the creamy pudding, and meringue, I take a big soap in my hand, and grab 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 dude."Ya—I got the estimation at the dinner party -- -this will be the best succus you ever had.

I let go of my shaft, and grab the beer -- -once again chugging it down until almost empty. I hardly did anything slow -- -everything was fast and surd. I look over at Kirk, and just said"get it dude -- -get on my big nanner dick"with a smiling. Kirk wasted no clip in leaping for my big jock dick, and gobbled it down to the pubic region. I rolled my eyes back, and tilted my head back into the lounge chair. Oh my fuckin god, that felt great. As he ran his tongue around my slam, and piss slit, mixing my eff juice with the pud, I thought I was going to set off just any instant. Grabbing the two beer hind end, I sucked down the last few ounces of each, then grabbing Kirk around the back of his headland, began a relentless throbbing of his throat.

It only took a few minute of arc before the abs started to tighten, and with one final plunge, I unload in Kirk 's throat. Five guesswork of my thick athlete rope go straight down, as he chokes up to hold it. Some of my load starts ozzing back out of his sassing as he feverishly laps me up like a puppy. I pushed his nous up off my gumshoe, and then something that had never happened—I blasted two more forget me drug straight up to my pectoralis, leaving a trail down to my belly. I just grin really big, then raising my animal foot up into the air, told him to press my legs back behind my ears.

eager to accommodate, I snatch up another 3 fingers of the pudding, and spread it up and down my hairy cracking and golf hole. Staring down at him, I simply say"munch ”, to which he quickly obeys. Finally grabbing his own rock music hard cock, Kirk begins to extract it like a mad man, while munching down on my 'nanner flavored oily athlete hole. It only took a minute before he came up, and aiming for my chest, blasted his own load across my torso.

I scooped up a couple to a greater extent digit of the pudding, and running them up and down my chest and belly, mix the succus and pudding together. Kirk gives me a wrick looking, and just says"what about the piss"? I flash back an immorality grin, and just murmuration"fuckin pig ”. I relax my body, and close my middle. Stretching my two arms up and behind my head, I turn my headspring from left to redress, taking a deep huff of my ripe stinkin pits. I unload the stream, hitting me just under the chin, and soak my entire consistency with my hot stinkin piss. Surprising even me, I pop out another three shots of my thick jock goo, free-handed. As the juices and water and pudding mix together, Kirk buries his boldness in my belly, and starts lapping up the mix, again like a hungry puppy.

After both of us just lay there for several minutes, I told Kirk I really should jet—I did n't like leaving Dustin at home by himself late at night. And if he ever told mom, she would k I l l me. Kirk nodded approval, and I got dressed, sliding into my tee over the milky good deal still sticking to my torso. I tied the laces together of my PF flier, and catapult them around the vertebral column of my neck—a jockstrap 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 fellow would put some ink on me. If it helped, tell apart him I got a big peter : )

Sooooo, back to today. As I got habitation from schooling, I quickly changed into some cut-offs and sneaks. Kirk had let me celebrate the beaters he gave me to wear a duad of workweek ago on my birthday for 'mowing place'. They stunk, lol.

I quickly jog down to his house, and fish out the mower to get down 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 chicken feed of ice 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 house. I said that was fine with me, but I would give to add along lil bro."So what is this tat your so urgent about getting"? Having anticipated the dubiousness, I fish out the while of report I had stored in my back pocket. That big beautiful diamond, with 'go go baseball diamond dillon'arced across the top. I explained to Kirk it had been in my locker at every plot, right under my helmet. I still had no musical theme where it came from.

"That 's pose Matt"I respond with"ya—-and so is this"With that I whip out my big jock dick, and start stroking up. Kirk just grins, and says"oh Ya"

We got at it like usual, cept this prison term more on the vanilla position. He wanted that thick jock debris pretty quick today I guess : )

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

I said that all was awesome, to get by about 7:00 and we could go take hold of some grub down at the diner, then head out. We would n't enjoin mom, cause 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 keep them for gamy schoolhouse.

The buffet car was engaged, being a Friday night. Since there were three of us we opted for pizza instead of burgers. Scarfing it down rather quickly, we head for the threshold."What you b o y s up to tonight hun"? asked my mom all cheerful n shit. 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 start giggling, and bolt for the car to escape before mom could come out to barricade us.

We arrive about 45 transactions 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 head for the den, with collation in handwriting to get into some scary movies. The rest of us head downstairs to Jake 's home studio apartment. I shed my tee on the way down, and Sheila regard me on my 'tite'bod. I give a neural grin and caput for the obvious chair. Showing the drawing to Jake, he replied with"Oh ya -- -that 's sweet. This will be sluttish, about 30 minute of arc ”.

It was pretty quite as Jake went to work, digging the needle into the heftiness of my back right shoulder. He asked about the drawing, so once again I went through the story. Jumping up to re-fill our swallow, Sheila commented on the 'lump'in my pants. Blushing, and looking down at my right thigh, I just kinda grinned and softly replied"ya—it 's middling big ”. Freeballin as common, and noticing that my denim were a bit tight tonight, I was packing a pretty big lump. Even soft, I hung about 7"Jake just kept working and the room got quite again.

I took about 40 bit, and Jake complimented that I took the acerate leaf well, being my 1st time. I checked it out in the mirror, and flashed a big grinning, thanking him for doing it. When I asked Jake how much, he cleared his throat, and started slowly with"well matte, here 's the deal. Normally that would be about a $ 75 tat. But I got a proposition for ya you might care. We already heard about that big shaft of yours—Kirk went into some pretty thoroughly details for us. So -- -- I want you to sleep together my wife, and Kirk and me watch ”.

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

Sheila jumps up with joy, and taking a promptly swig 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 take a seat each on the side of the bed. I shrug my berm, and overlook my bloomers, and kick them to the human foot of the bed."Oh my gawd honey -- -he 's so hairy ! And bet at that cute tite butt"! I just flash a smile, and crawl up between Sheila 's thigh 's from the pes of the bed. Spreading her slightly, I dive straight in, burying my human face into her shaggy kitty, and stick my tongue right into her twat. Sheila let 's out a slight exclaiming, and spreading her Thomas More outdoors with my hands, run my glossa even deeper into her wet pussy. I did n't usually spend a lot of time nibbling on the clitoris like a lot of guys do, I wanted that pussy juice all over my side !

Eating her out for about 15 minutes, while Kirk and Jake begin jacking their gumshoe watching, I decided it was time to slip her the meat. Sitting back on all fours, I grab my dick and balls, and point my now rock hard gumshoe into her lip. As her eyes widen, and she inhales, I drive my fatheaded suspensor meat all the way in. Sheila grabs me around the lowly of my back, and I start a slow poking, in and out of her tunnel, getting her all moist and wet. A few min of slow mo, and sucking on her teat, 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 thigh, and swing them up and over my shoulder. Maintaining a tight hold, I slam it to her with a control cartel, and go to townspeople. Quickly jabbing her bitch with my chummy 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 drawers, and each wide-spread, where whacking away at their hawkshaw like a dyad of pent up captive. I continued ramming Sheila like a horned up dog myself, and clenching my eyes and tooth, I finally pull up out. From her screaming and gyrating around, and the wetness of my pubes, I assumed she had cum. I grab my dick at the base, and aim right wing for her lip. BAMM !

Three speedy shots right to her nerve. Then 5 more right between the tits, then trailing down to her tummy. I smiled at my 'average'shipment, but to the others, prolly pretty big. Sheila exclaims"oh my gawd"and I quickly hop off the bed and take hold of my jeans.

We quickly apparel, and I go round up Dustin. I knew he would be getting sleepy, and we were just shy of an hour getting back base. We get back, and I thank Kirk for an amazing night, and put Dustin to bed. Down to my room, I fish out another beer from the mini-fridge, and visible light up a articulate. Been wanting that all day. Putting on some porn, I grab hold of my still wet cock and go at it. One more nut before crashing out .