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fuk who wouldn’t want to get fucked by this hung stud
Now that I’m done fucking and breeding your ass twice!! It’s time you open your mouth so you could drink my piss straight from the tap!! You gonna like it!! It’s a mixture of piss and the remaining cum in my cock and balls!! I want you to drink it all, before you clean my cock with your mouth, so I don’t need to take a shower!! Always remember, you are my total slave!! So you do and obey what I want!! Got it, boy??
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Fuck, bro!! I prefer to ride on your cock than on your bike!! There’s more pleasure to have on your cock than on your bike!! And that’s a fact!!
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Here’s my dick, bro!! Not yet hard!! Do you think your mouth or your ass will be able to take my cock for hours of fucking and breeding?? Why don’t you get on your knees and see if your mouth can take my cock all the way down your throat!! Otherwise, you turn around, bend over, and spread your butts wide, so I can slam my dick all the way up your ass, and fuck you for as long as I can till I shoot all my load filling your hole with my cum!!
Bro! Instead of you keep staring at my dick, do something about it instead!! Why don’t you get down on your knees, and suck my cock?? Make it rock hard, then you can turn around, bend over, so I can fuck and breed your ass??
Okay, bro!! To save time…. Let me fix your pipe while you fix my kitchen pipe!!Let my mouth work on your dick while you’re busy working under the sink!! That way, you’ll enjoy while working. Let me empty your balls while you unclog my sink!!
Every time I come home from work, and I see my buddy lying in his bed and naked!! It means I can use his body anyway I want so I can have the best pleasure!! I love taking a good whiff on his sweaty pits!! Lick his nipples!! Sniff his balls!! Suck his dick!! Eat his ass!! The fuck and breed him!!
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“Breed me,” I begged as the hung, muscled, college football stud pounded the living shit out of me upon his bed. Dax’s meaty hands gripped my skinny neck as his massive cock battered my insides, inching himself closer to orgasm. The university was paying me to tutor Dax, but his warm load up my ass was all that I really wanted.
Dax Brecker had been the hottest guy at my high school. He was also the most popular guy in school. Star quarterback. Student body president. Mandy, his hot-as-fuck girlfriend, was the head cheerleader. And, thanks to having PE with Dax my sophomore year, I knew he had a massive cock. It was like an arm hanging between his legs.
“What the fuck are you lookin’ at, faggot?” he barked at me one day at our gym lockers as he toweled off after showering, his huge cock swinging between his muscular thighs. He had caught me ogling his giant member.
“Uh—nothing,” I stammered, petrified.
“Cut the bullshit,” Dax growled, picking me up by the front of my shirt and slamming me into my locker. “If I ever catch you looking at my cock again, faggot—I’m gonna fuckin’ kick your ass. Got it?” He then dropped me onto the floor as the rest of the guys in the locker room snickered.
I did my best to avoid the wrath of Dax after that, choosing a locker far from his. But I’d see him around school and he’d always whisper faggot under his breath as he passed by me. And if I dared to look his way, he’d threaten me with his fist. The locker incident was embarrassing, yet I knew that I was partly to blame. I had been looking at his cock, after all. But the way Dax continued to harass me in the halls was cruel and painful.
Despite all that, I continued to be attracted to Dax. My yearbook with his football picture, Dax smiling with his football jersey riding up to reveal his sexy treasure trail, was eventually glued shut from all the loads I spewed while jacking off to him. Thus, my feelings for Dax were complicated.
I thought all of that would come to an end once we graduated and I went off to college at State. So you can imagine my surprise when I learned Dax was not only recruited to play football at State, he was also tapped to be the school’s first-ever, freshman starting quarterback. Naturally, I had misgivings about being at the same college as Dax, but I assumed that our paths would likely never cross on a campus of over 30,000 students, right? Wrong.
We were halfway into our first semester when my Spanish professor called me to his office. “You have the highest grade in my class,” he informed me, “and I need your help.” He then surprised me by asking, “Are you familiar with our talented quarterback Dax Brecker?”
“Yeah,” I nodded, my body tensing at the sound of his name. “Dax and I graduated from high school together.”
“Wonderful!” my professor exclaimed. “I need you to tutor Dax.”
Fuck.
The professor then detailed how Dax was close to flunking all of his freshman classes, but Spanish was his worst class by far. Dax was close to academic probation and being cut from the team. The situation was so dire, they had removed Dax from the athletic dorm and put him up in a nearby hotel so he could buckle down and study without any distractions.
“Dax Brecker is our only hope at getting to the championships this year,” the professor lamented. “The entire university is relying on you to keep him in the game.”
Fuck.
An hour later, I found myself knocking on Dax’s hotel room door. “You are not to tell anyone where Dax is staying,” my professor had told me. “And he is allowed no visitors, with the exception of you for tutoring.”
A television was blaring straight porn loudly from inside the hotel room. I pounded on the door for several minutes before Dax finally heard me and opened the door. He was in nothing but a pair of athletic shorts, and I nearly jizzed my pants as I got an up-close look at his muscular chest. He had bulked up more since high school and was even hotter than before.
“You?” Dax asked incredulously as he got a look at me in his doorway, clearly recalling me from our high school days. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
“I’m your tutor, Dax,” I answered, standing tall with as much authority as I could muster.
“You’re my tutor?” he bowled over in a fit of laughter. “What are you gonna teach me? How to suck cock?” He was still laughing when I turned on my heels and walked back to the elevator. I didn’t need his shit.
“No, man—wait,” he begged. “I’m sorry. Please don’t go. If you don’t help me, I’m—I’m fucked. Please come in.”
And so I followed Dax into his hotel room, greeted by some bitch on the TV screaming, “Yeah—fuck my tight pussy.”
“Jesus, Dax. What’s with the porn? You’re supposed to be studying,” I admonished as I reached for the TV remote and turned off the screaming bitch just as some guy sprayed his money shot on her tits.
Dax gave me a sheepish look. “I know I need to study, but I’ve never been any good at school. I barely passed in high school. If it wasn’t for this damn football scholarship, I’d be pumping gas somewhere right now, man.”
“What are you working on now?” I asked, taking a seat at a small table in his room, his school work covering every inch.
Dax sat beside me and grabbed a textbook. “I’ve got a midterm in Spanish tomorrow,” he said while cracking open his book. “But I’m gonna fuckin’ fail it.”
Grabbing a highlighter, I began to highlight verb conjugations. “You see, the trick to remembering which verb form to use—” I began, but Dax wasn’t paying any attention. “Dude,” I snapped. “I’m trying to teach you this shit.”
“I’m sorry, man,” he apologized. “I’m horny as fuck, and I can’t concentrate when I’m horny.”
“I understand,” I started to sympathize. “But you’ve go to—”
“I haven’t had any pussy in over a week,” he interrupted. “I’m not allowed to have any bitches here. And I have a high sex drive. Do you have any idea how much pussy I’m used to getting in a single day? It would make your fuckin’ head spin.”
I looked down at Dax’s crotch, and he was tenting hard. “I’ll make you a deal, Dax,” I proposed. “If you can memorize the conjugations for the verb tener with me, then I’ll let you fuck my ass.”
“No fucking way, dude,” he barked, shocked by my offer. “I’m not gay—I’m no fag, like you,” he suddenly jumped up and stood at the window with his back to me.
“Dude. I know you’re not a fag,” I assured him. “But your balls are backed up. You can’t think straight. You need a hole to fuck. I’m the only option you’ve got.”
Dax was silent as he stared out the window. In the face of my indecent proposal, he could have kicked me out of his hotel room or beaten my ass to a bloody pulp. Instead, Dax was introspective, his wheels turning as he continued to stare out the window. I knew that I had him.
“If I agree to fuck your ass,” Dax conditioned, “it’s gonna be from behind. I need to think that I’m fucking pussy.” I nodded in agreement. “And it can never leave this room, or I’ll fucking destroy you.” I nodded once more.
“Christ, you’re huge,” I gasped two minutes later as Dax worked his massive cock into me. I was perched on all fours atop his hotel bed while Dax knelt behind me, his huge tool impaling my guts. “You’re hung like fuck.”
“Shut the fuck up,” he scolded. “I don’t want to hear your voice while I’m fucking you.”
I nodded solemnly in agreement, biting my lip. I wanted to scream, the pain unreal as his girthy rod tested the limits of my sphincter. Dax was going to wreck my hole, and I intended to enjoy every minute of it—even if it meant being silent.
“FUCK, you’re tight,” he grunted, his big cock buried in me, his balls pressed against my hole. “Damn,” he exclaimed. “I usually can’t go this deep in pussy. Fucking hot, bro.”
What was fucking hot, for me, was thinking about all the bitches he had fucked with that big cock. His conquests in high school were legendary. And now that big cock was up my ass. Dax had moved his hands to my hips and started to pound me harder. Fuck, it felt good.
“Christ, you’ve gotta sweet cunt,” he praised, pummeling my hole. “I can’t recall the last time I had pussy this good.”
Dax was jackhammering me hard, a prize thoroughbred doing what he does best. He was destroying my cunt at a breakneck pace, his stamina untenable. I was about to tell him to slow down or he would nut too fast—but it was too late. His huge cock was beginning to swell in my depths.
“Breed me,” I begged, knowing his load was imminent as Dax pounded the living shit out of me. He moved his meaty hands to my neck, gripping me as his massive cock battered my insides with his final thrusts. I could feel his balls begin to throb against my hole as he inched closer to orgasm.
“Fuck, man,” Dax suddenly announced. “I’m gonna bust. Aww, FUCK—Here it comes, dude—FUCK—DAMN.”
Instantly, his huge cock unleashed his load inside me, a warmth consuming my bowels. “FUCK,” he grunted, throwing his head back as his balls continued to empty inside me, his seed spreading within my void.
“How come we never fucked like this before?” Dax lamented, pulling his spent cock out of me abruptly, his load gushing from my wrecked hole.
“Uh—maybe because you were always threatening to kick my ass,” I reminded him, my used body collapsing upon the bed.
“Yeah—uh—I’m really sorry about that,” Dax apologized while crashing down beside me, his spent cock leaving a wet streak of cum on the bedsheet. “I was an ass to you in high school, and you didn’t deserve it.”
“Thank you for the apology, Dax,” I replied, surprised by his sudden remorse. “I’d say we’re about even now, considering I just twisted your arm into fucking me.”
“You didn’t twist my arm,” Dax assured me, pushing himself onto one arm and looking me in the eye. “I’ve actually wanted to try fucking a dude for a long time now. And I have to admit that it felt fucking awesome.”
“It’s getting late,” I announced while looking at the alarm clock upon the hotel bed table. “We’ve got a lot more verbs to conjugate if you’re going to pass that Spanish midterm tomorrow.”
“How about we do a few verbs, and then I fuck your ass again?” suggested Dax as he pushed himself upright.
“Sounds like a deal,” I agreed, reaching for his big cock and lapping up a pearly drop of cum that still remained.
And so we spent the rest of the evening conjugating a few verbs and then fucking, conjugating again, and then fucking some more. By the time I left Dax’s hotel room after 2 am, he had mastered twenty Spanish verbs, and I had taken six of his warm loads up my wrecked hole.
“Well done!” my professor congratulated me in his office the next afternoon. “Dax got a B+ on his Spanish midterm this morning.”
“He worked hard for it,” I reported, not mentioning how hard Dax had worked my hole, which was still raw and tender.
“Listen,” the professor continued. “The head football coach and I think you should move in with Dax, at least for this semester. It’s the only way he’s going to stay on track. I know that Dax can be a bit difficult, so I hope you’re prepared to handle him full time.”
“Sounds great,” I agreed eagerly, wondering if my sore ass was prepared to handle Dax’s huge cock full time.
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
