New suspensor Tales—Chpt 1 -- -Pony league

I guess I was just a born jock—I considered myself lucky. You could say, I guess, that I was overly developed for my age. Not real big, mind you, only about 5'10 ”, maybe 125 lbs on a wet day : ). I already had pilus on my stage, and up in the crack of my ass, and a pretty courteous 'bush'in my pits, and hanging 7 1/2"of hawkshaw. To about of the former cat on the baseball team, I guess I was intimidating.

Girls came at me like nutcase, and I was smart enough to notice a few glances from the guy wire as well, 'specially in the locker room. Pussy was easy -- -I got my initiatory piece last year.

So -- -PONY, if ur not a sports nut, is an acronym for Protect Our Neighborhood Youth. It was organized in 1951 at Washington D.C., PA. Probably mostly Italians at that time period of time, It served as a modulation conference from peasant, or pewee, to the up-coming in high spirits school.

So—anyways, back to PONY, and the storage locker rooms : )

We had a pretty hot n sweaty practice this one afternoon. Even though a leap sport—it got hot in TX 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 cock : ) I shucked them, and my sock off, and tying the lacing together, slung them over my shoulder -- -a jock matter : ) Walking across the easygoing Gunter Grass of the field to the field planetary house, barefooted, and into the storage locker room, I wasted no clip stripping down and heading for the showers. A lot of bios that age were still shy about being in front of another clotheshorse 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 picture off : )

So I hit the shower read/write head, and deform the water to 'pretty fuckin hot'. I loved the tone as it hit my back, and I held my weapons system up behind my foreland, exposing my stinkn pits. Some said I was always showin off, cause I did n't front the shower mind. I just told them, naa—I just aint shy.

So it came to be on this day, that the team ass-hole, greyback Bradly, decided he had to defecate a comment about my big dick. I do n't really recall what he said, but I responded with something like he was weird for making fun of the dude with the biggest cock on the team. He shot me back with something like, I was a freak, and I just laughed at him and said something like"Ya, that 's what ur sister said final stage Night too ”. He came at me across the shower story, but just before he got within arms reach, I pulled back and moth-eaten cocked him upside his head. He jumped from the floor, but again I got 3 quick pop to his sassing, busting him up hard, and the b l o o d streamed down his chest and stomach, and washed down the drain.

The completely room got really quite, and Rebel just laid there for a minute, collecting his thoughts, I guess. I took a glance across the elbow room at the other guys, and grinning, just said 'silver mitt'. Deciding that this was n't going to end it, I walk over and snaffle him by the hair, and pluck him to where his head is just level with my tool."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 ?"“ Fuck off, Dillon"“ Fuck off you say, ? Ya, I might get laid off—fuck off in ur mouth, maybe"The others kinda bunched up together, and a few grins and elbow punches gave me the succus to go through with it. I never stood down.

"I seen you checking me out dude—admiring my big jock dick. I mean, it 's kool and all, be kool to see who sucks in effect -- -your Sister, or you"I guess still nobody knew—it was in fact Bradly 's babe that I busted my cherry tree over a twosome of twelvemonth ago. This, of course of instruction, got me just the response I wanted. As the other bois started laughing, Johnny jumped from the floor and reared back to hire a golf shot. But, I blocked his awkward swing music, and once again, delivered 3 knockout papa to his mouth, right at the same place. The b l o o d was now flowing profusely down his body, 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 go forth hand into his rima oris, I say to him in a deep growling voice, 'suck me'. The expressions on the bois faces were pricless -- -was I really gon na score this beau suck my dick—right here in the showers, in front man of half the team ? You damm skippy I was -- -no fear."I said soak up me punk, or I 'll go for your tooth next ”.

To my surprise, Rebel Kelso ( whom later would become my unspoiled admirer 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 spinal column of the head. I heard a twosome of the dudes mutter"fuck this shit -- -were outta here"Finally Bradly opens his mouth, and I shove my now hard 7 ½ inch in, and push it all the way down his throat, burying my jock pecker to the pubes."Ya—that 's it"exclaims Kelso, quite shake."Suck ur skipper dick b o y ”. As I hold on to the top of Bradly 's hair, I begin pumping his pharynx like a porn star. In and out, in speedy fashion, I dicked him down like a piece of center. It took only a few moments for me to screw up my junk down his throat, and he choked up my jizz from his belly. I just looked at him, and laughed like a looney man.

Assuming he was done, he started to stand, but I grabbed his hairsbreadth again, and just said"uh-uh touchwood -- -you got ta postulate care of my assistant now ”. As Bradly opened his mouth in skepticism, Kelso grinned realy big, and just said"oh hell ya"I glance over to the cabinet, and see the few that were dressing Menachem Begin to forget. I shot out at them"Anyone that leaves, will get the same treatment. Im the captain, and you will do what the shag I tell you"They just sat on the judiciary, some of them watching. guesswork they decided not to test me.

"suction him punk -- -suck that big jock cock. suction him dependable too -- -or I 'll bust you up some more"Bradly sucked down on Kelso 's hammer like his life-time depended on it. I guess from a certain point of panorama, it did. Do n't have a go at it if he had sucked a tool before, but the b o y was damm good. Kelso, in similar manner as my self, skull fucked his throat like a madden mad man. It only took instant for him to blow his wad down Bradly 's throat. Grabbing him on both sides of his head, Kelso slammed his mouth about 5 times, pubic region to teeth, blowing hot jock jizz down his pharynx. Pretty impressive, I thought to myself. It would be a match of yr yet, but eventually I would come to know the taste of that thick jock jizz, and it was really good : )

Finally I yank Bradly back straight up. Grabbing him by the throat, I say to him in a tatty voice"Had enuff Bradly -- -that enough cock for one day"? He shook his brain up and down that he had. I shove him backward, into the locker orbit, where he fell into the small group sitting on the benches. After a promptly rinse, Kelso and me exited the shower room, and joined the rest period to get dressed.

"This is genuine simple -- - Anybody that repeats one fuckin affair that happened here today, can expect waaaaay unsound punishment. What happens here, corset here"A few month later, nearly of those guy present that day, would become the founding member of, 'The ball field Dawgs'.

"Now—Anybody that wants to come up over later, I got beer, and dope ”. I look over at Bradly, still sitting on the bench, looking like he 's waiting on his side by side ordering."You too Bradly -- -you got ur penalty ”