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SLUTTY NAUGHTY JOCK - Halloween
Hey guys! Here is a very delayed Halloween themed chapter. I tried to do something a little diferent in this one, so I hope you like it. Enjoy!
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This year’s Halloween was coming and for the first time ever I’d be hitting the bombshell party my big brother Jason’s fraternity threw annually. Jason had always filled me with stories about it being the biggest social event of the year at his university but had never actually let me tag along with him, saying I had to be 18 to go, being the kind, goofy and protective big brother he was. I checked hungrily on his Instagram and Facebook for photos of frat hunks wearing the skimpiest and sexiest costumes, and have been lusting for my big bro’s frat brothers for a while now. They looked exactly like him, big, muscular and handsome boys with not much else in their heads other than sports, parties and sex, so I knew I’d have a field day if I ever got the chance to manipulate any of those clueless straight jocks. They were young, dumb, and full of cum, so when Jason let me know that he would take me to the party in two weeks time if I wanted to, I jumped at the chance.
I thought it was kinda cute that my big bro was so overprotective and innocent to think that I needed to be 18 to go to his frat party, thinking I still was the naive, good little bro he always saw me as, someone who shouldn’t be anywhere near the kind of debauchery that went on during frat parties. Little did my big bro know that I was used to going to forbidden high school parties overloading with booze, sex and drugs, and that at this point I had already seduced and manipulated my fair share of straight, hot jocks into fucking my brains out. But as it always is with my big bro, I saw the coming Halloween party as another great opportunity to manipulate Jason further into doing what he was getting really good at: nailing my jock ass.
I had already bought a fantastic Peter Pan costume, one that was relatively tame but also just a little bit slutty, so I could get away with showing my sexy body but still look innocent. What I did was lose the classic green trousers Peter Pan wears so I only had the vest, held tightly at my waist with a belt and ending a little bit over my mid-thighs. I would only wear a white jockstrap underneath it, and in that way my little “skirt” would ride up my thighs and show off my plump ass anytime I moved brusquely or raised my hands high over my head. The idea was that any ass shown this way would look absolutely accidental as if I didn’t have any clue I had my whole bum out around a bunch of horny frat boys. I was incredibly excited at my prospects and just couldn’t wait to see what the night festivities might bring.
Jason, on the other hand, looked absolutely confused and desperate about selecting a costume, as if the number of possibilities had scrambled his dumb jock brain and made it impossible for him to decide. It was the week before the party and he still hadn’t made a decision, and I frequently found him walking around in circles in our house, biting his nails and frowning like he was contemplating the origins of the universe. I had just come back from school one day to find my handsome big bro in that situation, looking delicious in only white Calvins that did nothing to hide his monster bulge.
“What’s wrong, stud?” I said to him as I put both hands on his muscular pecs, comforting him.
“Pauly, I just can’t seem to find a good costume, bro. Every time I find one I think I like, some new ad pops up on my socials and I get crazy thinking about it, thinking this one is it. I just don’t want to go to the party this year in some random, boring costume, you know? The guys at the frat look up to me. I have to kill it this year!” He was exasperated.
“Bro, don’t worry about this. You’re so good looking you’ll be fine even if you went to the party as a garbage can. You’re not one to lose sleep over something this simple” at this point I had lost all control and was already giving little kisses all over my bro’s pecs and collarbones, mapping his tanned, perfect skin with my lips. I moved a little lower and took one of his big brown nipples into my mouth, and munched at it like I was starving.
“You only say that because you already have your costume, bro... oh, fuck” he said as I bit lightly on his nipple and moved on to the other, trailing his pecs with kisses as I went along. My right hand slid slower on his body until I found his hard dick. It got so big it had escaped the leg of his Calvin’s, and it throbbed in my hand as I squeezed it.
“Oh yeah, I don’t think I showed you my costume, did I? Come on bro, let’s go up to my room so I can put it on for you” I said sultrily, like I was going to put on lingerie for him.
“Sure, Pauly, sounds fun” he smiled sweetly at me.
I quickly stripped as we went inside my room, going on all fours once I got naked so I could get the beige box underneath the bed where my costume was neatly folded, clothes, shoes, hat and all. I obviously chose this opportunity to spread my legs as wide as I could so my ample booty would be all exposed to my big bro, smooth, round and muscular, but still with a sexy jiggle. I knew my big bro’s eyes were glued to my ass crack and tiny, pink pucker, which I made sure was winking at him. I heard him gulp behind me, the sight of my most intimate place awakening the ass-hungry sexual beast inside my hunk of a brother.
I shook my ass at him one more time before coming up and opening the box, and then I asked him to turn around so I could put on the costume, saying he should only see it when I was done. He politely obeyed me as he did with anything else I told him to do; such a good jock boy. If a stranger observed our relationship it would surely think I was the big brother and he was the younger one. That power dynamic never failed to give me a thrill so high that made me yearn for getting fucked even more.
When I was finished, I told him to turn around, and when he saw me, his eyes almost popped out of his head with admiration, as I now embodied Peter Pan right in front of him. A sexier, twink version of Peter Pan, I’m sure, but that was the look I was going for. I bet I wouldn’t look out of place on the set of a gay porn parody of the movie.
He hugged me excitedly and beamed at me for my cleverness, like a young child, smashing his still hard cock against me at all times, and I feigned modesty as he went around me to check every detail of the costume. I felt his huge, steel hard cock hitting my thighs and ass a few times as he walked, and I almost moaned at the feeling.
“Bro, remember you told me about the talent show that happens every year during the Halloween party? The one where anyone can present their costume and role play their character to win the frat’s “Best Costume” award?” I turned down the volume of my voice as to look vulnerable, an act that I had already perfected now with my dumb big bro and gullible father whenever I wanted anything from them. They never resisted it.
“Sure bro, what about it? Are you thinking of competing this year?”
“Well, you know, this is my first frat party, and I want it to be memorable. Doesn’t hurt to try, yeah? So maybe you could... hum, maybe you could role play it a little with me? Be the Captain Hook to my Peter Pan?
He was immediately amused with the idea, grinning from ear to ear:
“Of course I can, big bro! I’ll be the fearsome, loathsome Captain Hook, greatest pirate of Neverland! Ready to destroy my biggest foe, the insufferable Peter Pan and his sorry band of lost boys!” He came into character immediately.
“Hush now bro, there’s a secret I need to tell you before we start!” I whispered to him, again putting my hands on his chest and moving my head towards his ears.
“What is it, Pauly?”
“We need to role play like the real Captain Hook and the real Peter Pan, big bro, not like the one in the children’s stories! The actual story is way darker and terrible!”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Well Jason, the truth is that the actual reason Captain Hook hates Peter Pan is not because he is always foiling his plans, no, no! Hook has always had a crush on the mischievous boy but Peter Pan has used this to tease and provoke the older pirate, never putting out for him! And Peter is secretly a big slut who is always getting fucked on the side by the lost jock boys, who all have muscular bodies and big cocks, just like Peter like’s em!” I said all of this to him in such a serious tone one would think I was telling him the location of the lost ark.
“Are you fucking with me, Pauly?”
“No way, bro! It’s the truth! Listen, there’s a movie about it that shows everything I’m telling you. I’ll show you after. But all you need to know is that Peter Pan is a big fucking slut that loves to get fucked and Captain Hook is desperate to sink his cock into him, but the flying boy is always evading him!”
“But, bro, how come? I thought this was a children’s story!”
“It is bro, but that is the toned down version of the story. There’s a real version of the events shown in a movie that you can watch on the “Cockslutbois” site online, and you know this site is pretty reliable! I was amazed when I saw it too. It was really... hum, how can I say it, interesting. So, what do you say? Ready to play?”
“I think so, little bro... so, I’m Captain Hook and my goal is to... hum, like, to fuck you?”
“Yes, bro! Exactly. Hook is burning with lust for Peter Pan’s ass and he knows the twink is eager for him, too, but Peter Pan is just too sassy to stop teasing Captain Hook and having a laugh at his expense. He likes to play games, you see? He made a bet with Hook that, if the pirate could get his hands on him, he could do whatever he wanted with Peter. So your job as Captain Hook is to try to catch me and fuck me like you always wanted to, and my job is to get away from you, understand?”
“Yeah, bro, this all sounds like a little too much for me to understand, but I think I can do that!” He said, still looking confused.
“And remember: Peter Pan is a slut who loves cock and getting fucked, okay? Repeat it for me Jason, show me you got it!”
“Peter Pan is a fucking slut who loves big cocks and getting fucked hard in the ass” he said, proving to me again why I loved him so fucking much.
“Alright bro, let’s do this! Count to ten and then come look for me around the house!” I said excitedly.
“Ok, little bro! 1, 2,3...” I heard him as I fled down the stairs.
I ran quickly around the house looking for a place to hide, knowing how good Jason was at anything that was as physical as a good hide and seek game, but decided to not do a very good job at it since I wanted him to catch me and wreck me soon. I quickly hid behind the drapes of the huge glass windows facing the pool, and waited until I saw my big bro’s steps coming closer.
“You can’t hide from me, slut! Today is the day I, the fearsome Captain Hook, will finally conquer Peter Pan’s ass!” I heard Jason growl, his horned up tone making me shiver.
Wanting to get this ruse over with and get my hunky big bro on top of me, I waited until he entered the living room and jumped out of the curtains, taking a petulant and proud stance as I looked him over, naked and half-hard, his body sculpted like a statue. “You’re a fool if you think I’m a coward, Captain Hook! I bet no man in the merry band of assholes you call a crew can take as much cock as I can! Here I am, you brute!” I told him firmly, still role playing.
Just as I finished saying it, Jason put his football skills to use and tackled me to the ground, big, muscled body enveloping me completely, and he held both of my wrists against the floor as he looked down at me. His fat cock slapped my flat belly, leaving a trail of juicy pre-cum there. He was already so wet.
“You’re finally mine, Peter Pan! Did you think you could’ve eluded me forever? Always teasing me like the little whore you are, flying around with no pants and flashing your pink hole to me and my whole crew! You think I haven’t heard of the stories of you getting your brains fucked out everyday by your sorry group of lost jock boys? Shutting me out, as if you were too good to sit on my cock? Now we will see who will win this battle, slut!” He growled at me like a beast, eyes fixed on mine and filled with lust.
“I will never surrender to your big, thick cock, Captain Hook! No matter how many times you make me take it, how much cum you pump inside my tight little ass, I will never be yours! Fuck me as you wish, you big dicked oaf!” I shouted.
Those words must have turned something inside Jason’s brain, cause he turned into a man absolutely crazy with pent up lust and desire, the kind of hunger that would only be quenched by the hardest of fucks. He took me by my shoulders and quickly turned me around on all fours, his body immediately covering my own, his huge right arm circling my pecs and hand clenching my neck tightly.
I heard it before I felt it, Jason collecting as much spit as he could in his mouth before spitting directly on my tight, clenching hole, left arm spreading my legs as much as possible, exposing all of my jock strapped ass to him. “Such a fucking tiny hole, so fucking hot” I heard him say quietly, “Don’t know how a big slut like you can get fucked so much and still be so tight, you little whore” he said as he spread as much spit as he could on my hole, his long, strong fingers playing with my pink puck.
“A good slut never shares his secrets, Captain Hook-ah, AH!” I screamed just as Jason stretched me open on his huge, meaty cock, thrusting it inside me until I could feel his balls slapping my thighs and his pubes grazing my plump cheeks.
“Captain Hook, your cock is so big! It’s stretching me so good, oh fuck! You’re inside me, I can’t believe it! You’re... you’re finally fucking me, oh God!” I moaned, still determined to stay in character.
“This is the finest ass in all the seven seas, boy! I’ve never plunged my thick pirate spear in such a juicy booty. It’s tight and warm, holding all of me inside! Such a good fucking hole” Jason grunted, as he started banging his hips against my ass and fucking me the way we both liked it: fast and hard.
“You nasty, dirty pirate! You’re plundering my booty! No matter how hard you fuck me with this huge cock of yours, I will never surrender to your will, brute!”
“Are you sure about that, slut? Do your lost jock boys fuck you as good as I do, huh?” Jason punctuated each word with a hard shove of his big dick against my hole, fucking me full of his jock meat and reaching my prostate every time. He had fucked me so much ever since our relationship turned carnal that he knew automatically how to bring me as much pleasure as possible, the memory in his muscles still strong after railing me so frequently. I started shoving my ass back against his cock and slapping my ass against his crotch, feeling his hard stomach against my slicked back, the frequency of his thrusts increasing by the second. Soon enough, he was piston fucking me, and the loud clap of our bodies could be heard all over the house.
“You’ll never fuck me as good as my lost jock boys, ah, AH, AH, you dirty bastard! You have nothing on, on, ah oh, geez, so good, nothing on then! They are all muscular, big dicked boys I picked myself to satisfy my slutty needs, and no one fucks me as good as them!”
SLAP!
I whimpered as Jason brought his left hand down on my ass, so hard I knew the red mark of his fingers would linger for days.
“I guess I’ll have to keep fucking you then, you cock slut! I’ll fuck you so much and so hard you’ll never whore yourself around Neverland for cock again in your life! TAKE MY COCK!” He yelled madly, pushing my head down on the floor and going to town on my ass like a madman.
“Bastard! Ah, this feels so good Hook, you have such a meaty, big dick! I can’t believe you’re hitting my g-spot every time you shove it inside my hungry boy pussy, fuck! You’re such an ass fucker, aren’t you? Bet you never fucked a cunt as tight and juicy as this one, huh? Fucker, ah, AH!”
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Jason was fucking me so hard at this point that I almost felt like my hunky big bro was dismantling me, taking my whole body apart with his huge cock and putting me back together, hand still possessively holding my face against the ground, hammering me like a dog to a bitch. My eyes were rolling behind my head so much with how good it felt that I thought I would get to see my brain anytime.
“Tell me Hook, do you like this fucking pussy? Huh? Do you? Tiny, pink hole, all smooth and fluttering just for you, hungry for your big cock to just fill it all up with cum, squeezing your cock dry! You’re fucking me so well I might, AH, I shouldn’t say this, I might even cum! Fuck!” I moaned.
“Best fucking cunt ever, little bro. Loving fucking this slutty hole of yours. Gonna fucking empty my balls in your pussy, breed you with my cum!” Jason pushed his head against my face, saying it sultry over my ear. Then, he fucking bit my right shoulder just as he shoved his cock deep inside, and that was just too much for me. I felt my body trembling all over as I rocked with the electric feeling of an orgasm, and I started spurting my load all over the floor, knees sore and red from my position on all fours.
I immediately started to clench and squeeze Jason’s big dick with my hole, milking him, making him fulfill his promise of emptying his horse balls inside of me. I groaned when I felt the first jet of stud cum splurging out of his sensitive cock head, quickly followed by what felt like a full bottle of his baby batter inside my love canal. I could feel his tasty cum starting to drip out of my hole as he kept coming inside me, fighting to squeeze out of my hole, that was still clenched tight on his still hard cock.
After we came down from our high, Jason took me in his arms right there on the floor, taking my lean torso and placing my head on his perfect chest, and I sighed happily as I placed kisses and small licks on his right nipple. He let out little moans at that, holding me tighter every time I took his entire nub inside my mouth and flipped the tip of my tongue against it.
“So, what did you think, big bro? Is Captain Hook a good costume for you?” I asked him, now feeling up his abs.
“Well, Pauly, that was really fun, bro, I didn’t realize how horny I was... I guess I really needed that. But I still don’t know about the costume, isn’t it a little silly? I want something more badass, if you know what I mean”.
Suddenly the sparkle of an idea exploded in my skull, and I turned my head up to look inside Jason’s eyes. “In that case, I think I have the perfect costume for you, bro. But that means we’ll have to role play a little more so you can get used to it and really stand out during the Halloween party. Are you up for it?” I asked with a devilish grin spreading on my face.
“Hell yeah, bro! What do you have in mind?”
***
“Come on in”, I said calmly, trying to hold down my excitement and appear as professional as possible.
Jason entered our dad’s office, wearing skin tight jeans that showed off his deliciously big bulge and a white tank top that did nothing to hide his perfectly sculpted torso. He gulped as he looked at me sitting on our dad’s leather chair, a mahogany table in between us, and I held a blank notebook and a pen in my hands. I looked at him sharply and waited until he came closer to the desk, and I stood up to shake his hand.
“Good morning, Mr. Bottom. Thank you for agreeing to see me today” Jason said politely, and I just knew he had a slight fear of the polished version of me sitting right in front of him. He was really getting into this role playing thing.
“Good morning, Mr. Huges, please take a sit. I have plenty of desperate young men waiting in the room outside for an audition, so let’s get this started, shall we?” I told him sternly as I pointed to the chair in front of me.
He sat down slowly, trying to calculate his movements so as to not look clumsy, and once he was seated he immediately spread his legs wide, like the young stud he was, proudly giving me a privileged view of his meaty bulge. I salivated at the sight.
“So tell, me, Mr. Huges, what made you seek out this job?” I asked him, putting my pen down and fixing my gaze on his flawless face.
“Well, hum, you can call me Jason, sir. I ah, well, I just finished school and I’ve been looking for a job, and I was never one with a talent for academics, so I knew college wasn’t for me. You see, I’ve always been a sports guy, sir, and I just like to lift weights, play football, wrestle, that kind of stuff. I don’t think I ever read a book in my life… for pleasure, I mean. And the job market has been pretty shitty lately, oh, sorry sir, I mean, pretty bad, and I can’t find a job anywhere. I saw an ad for, huh, hum… this position when I was watching a video of your company online and jerkin… I mean, when I was having some alone time sir, so I just thought I maybe should check it out” he finished, blushing.
“Interesting. I don’t know if you’ve realized it, Jason, but the position we’re looking for you to fill is actually a little bit different than what you might be thinking about. I mean, when you say you were watching one of our company’s videos, I bet that was a straight video, wasn’t it? You are straight, isn’t that right, Jason?” I arched one of my brows at him.
“Oh yes sir, I’m straight, one hundred percent! I like pussy” he blurted out, a little too excitedly.
“Well, young man, if you end up working here, you’ll actually be dealing with a different kind of pussy, but let’s leave this out for later. So you’re saying you just graduated high school, isn’t going to college and is looking for a job, right? A way to make some easy, good money?”
“Exactly, sir. I just need a job, any job, really, the bills won’t pay themselves! And since I’m not going to college, I might as well just start working as soon as possible”.
“I see. I think we can work with that, Jason. You’re a diamond in the rough, boy, and there’s a particular niche we can fit you in here in our company that I think you’ll be perfect at: the dumb jock trope. We will market the hell out of your jock body and handsome face in that niche and soon enough you’ll be banking a lot of cash, young man. From all you’ve told me so far, that wouldn’t be too far out from the truth, would it, boy? You’re pretty much a dumb jock in real life too, aren’t you?”
“Well, there’s no need for me to deny it, sir, I’m not that bright, no, and I really do love sports. So I guess you could say I’m a dumb jock, hell, everyone I know have told me the exact same thing!” He chuckled, as if remembering an inside joke.
“Absolutely Jason, you’re a dumb, hot jock. I bet there are only two things you’re good for” I said, grinning.
“Oh, and what are those things, sir?”
“Sports and fucking, boy” I flat out said it.
“Oh!” He blushed. “Hum, yeah, you could say that, sir. I mean, that’s what made me check this job out, sir” he said, lowering his head down to his lap, where I saw his bulge was clearly growing.
“And what makes you think you’re the man for the job, Jason?” I asked him the million dollar question.
Without saying anything, my big bro just stood up from his chair and ripped his white tank top from his torso, shredding the small piece of fabric with both of his largehands, and such a display of masculine power was enough to make my cock as hard as a rock in the pants I was wearing. Jason’s ripped abs and muscular chest came into view gloriously, the stud slowly feeling himself up, brushing his hard, pointy nippes with his fingers.
Then, if that wasn’t enough to just make me crazy for him, I looked down to his crotch to see a huge tent on his old, washed out jeans, and it was clear from that point on that my hunky bro wasn’t wearing any underwear. Still not muttering a word, Jason fixed his gaze sutrily on me as he slowly opened up the button of his jeans and pushed down his zipper, and immediately his throbbing, huge cock jumped out of his confines and slapped hard against the wooden table in front of him, his cock head looking hungry and thirsty for a tight hole to squeeze into, drops of pre-cum wetting the table.
Jason took his enormous piece of jock meat in his right hand and started slapping the table with it, making a loud “thud” sound with each slap, as if to prove me the power of his manly, big cock, to show me just how hard he was. He looked at me expectantly, as if his little show was answer enough to my previous question. Of course it was.
“Well, well, Jason, aren’t you a hung, horny dumb jock, huh boy? That’s a fine piece of meat you have there. I must tell you, I see a lot of big young dicks all day from horned up jocks just like yourself, but your dick has a special quality about it, boy. It’s long, thick, meaty and perfectly proportionate! I bet that big dick will look really good on camera” I said, by now having stood up and walked around the table to meet Jason, not wasting any time before wrapping my hand around his juicy cock and starting to jerk him off in my hands.
“Do you like my cock, sir?” He panted, mouth slightly open and breath ragged, as he looked at me. Fuck, my big bro is so fucking handsome. I wanted to kiss the hell out of him right there, but I had to stay in character. “Do you think I can do a good job?”
“Fuck, son, of course I like this huge cock of yours. It 's perfect, boy. And, like I said, you are a diamond in the rough, so although you have an incredible physique and an actual porn star cock, I can’t put you in front of a camera without knowing if you have what it takes first, boy” I replied, now jerking his cock faster, wrapping my fingers around his thick jock dick, feeling him up all the way from the base to squeezing his large cock head, my hand wet with his cock juices.
“And what can I do to prove to you I have what it takes, sir?” He leaned forward towards me, fucking his dick against my hand.
“Well son, you have to prove to me that you can fuck”, and just as I finished saying it, Jason couldn’t resist anymore, so he just pushed my shoulders down so I was on my knees, and without any notice, shoved his entire fat shaft inside my hungry, slutty mouth.
“Here sir, please, have a taste of my big jock cock! Please take it all the way down your throath, suck me, blow me, let me fuck your mouth for you, sir, let me prove you I can fuck, let me prove I can fuck you good and be a good model for your company!” He said deliriously, as he shoved inch after inch of his large member all the way inside my mouth. I wrapped my lips closely around his shaft and put my tongue into action, licking as much of him as I could, as I grabbed his muscular ass cheeks with both hands and helped him fuck my mouth.
He put one of his hands on my hair and steered me down on his shaft, pushing my head down and shoving his cock up, effectively bobbing my head up and down on his dick, the sounds of expert cocksucking filling our dad’s office. I took my mouth out of his cock so I could lick all around his shaft and down to his balls, and as I slurped them inside with my rosy lips Jason started slapping his huge cock against my face, over and over again.
“What do you say, sir? Am I doing okay? Are you liking the way I fuck your mouth?” He asked hesitantly.
“Oh yeah son, just give more of your big cock, come on! You might be one the best studs that ever walked inside my office!” I replied, going back to slurping all of thr thick dick inside, swallowing it all the way down to his pubes.
“Fuck yeah sir, take my big cock! Take this dumb, huge jock cock all the way inside your faggot throat!” He yelled.
Loud gagging sounds could be heard inside the office as I licked and sucked and blew his cock, now shiny with spit, and now and again I took it out of my mouth to spit all over his cock head, making him even wetter, then going down on him again and patting on his tight to tell him it was time for him to fuck my mouth himself.
He did it like a champ, holding my face tightly with both hands and just slamming his huge dick inside my lips with such force I thought I might black out. I was so incredibly high with lust, love and adoration for my big bro that I actually feared I would pass out anytime now. He was just using me so well, so perfectly dirty and nasty, just the way I wanted. I took his dick out of my mouth and pushed my trousers down, exposing my smooth and plump bubble butt to my big bro, and then bent down on the office table, spreading my cheeks wide and flashing him my tiny little hole.
“It’s time for some real fucking, son. Time for you to fuck my slutty corporate ass hard, like I know a stud like you can do, and maybe you’ll leave this office today with a new job title: gay pornstar. Come on, son, put that big teen cock inside me! Fuck me hard!” I commanded.
Even as I begged for my big bro’s dick, the mere sight of my hungry cunt was too much for him, so he had to shove his whole face inside my ass crack first and fuck my hole with his tongue until I was dripping with his spit. He ate me out thoroughly, tongue spreading all over my hole, lips munching on my tiny puck. He kept licking all the way from my balls to the top of my asscrack, tongue stopping longer once reaching my little hole, stabbing at it just like his cock was bound to do later.
Then, with pure brute force, Jason took me by my hips and sat down on our daddy’s leather chair, pulling me over on his lap and spreading my legs, fat cockhead poiting straight at my tight hole, and started to shove me down all the way on his cock. I was pretty used to his cock so far, so he squeezed inside smoothly, until I was impaled fully on his huge jock meat, asscheeks resting on his thighs. He held me by my hips and started to bounce me on his cock, up and down, up and down.
“Come on sir, please use my straight, dumb jock cock for your pleasure, I’m all yours! I really want this job, sir, and I’m not afraid to fuck my way to get it. I can fuck you as many times and as hard as you like, don’t worry, I have a pretty good stamina! Just ride my big jock dick sir, ride it good! Fuck yeah, just like that!” As he said it, Jason lifted my big bubble butt up just to then push it down hard all the way on his cock, which he shoved up inside my hole just as my ass was coming down, getting into a fast rhythm with me moaning and bouncing on his lap, the sounds of our fucking dominating the room.
“You big, dumb, hung jock, you’re just as horny as I pegged you to be, aren’t you? I was right, so right, sports and fucking are the only things you’re good for, boy! Shit, you’re fucking me so good, come on, just keep nailing me and hammering me with your huge cock! I’m going to make you a fucking star, boy!” I moaned, high whimpers leaving my mouth with each hard pump of my big bro’s cock.
“You have such a tight little hole sir, I love fucking your ass! So hot! Ride my dick!” He said as he started pile driving his meaty cock all the way up inside my ass, slamming me so hard I thought I was going to fly out of the chair.
“Don’t worry boy, you’ll have a lot of time to practice with me after we finish your hire. There will be a lot of boy pussy for you to fuck here at our company once you start shooting, so I’ll have to keep teaching you a few tricks until you’re the best ass fucker inside the building!”
“Ah, ah, so tight, fuck sir, does this mean I get the job? You’re going to hire me?” He panted, fucking me harder than ever before.
“Fuck yeah you dumb stud, if you keep fucking me like this every day, you’re hired!” I screamed, reaching my limit and painting my bro’s abs with my cum.
“FUCK YEAH, thank you sir, you won’t be disappointed! I’ll fuck your ass whenever you want! Fuck, I’m cumming sir, cumming inside your hole, is too much, I can’t take it!” He screamed, resting his face against my shoulder as he dumped load after load of his sweet and thick stud cum inside of me.
Later, as I clicked “Stop” on the camera strategically placed on a tripod at the office, I turned around to my still panting big bro and said “Fuck, Jason, I think we really hit the nail with this idea, big bro, you were so great! Played your part perfectly. I think you’re going to be a huge hit at the Halloween party with your pornstar costume!” I grinned.
“Thanks, little bro! I’m so happy, man. You really are a genius. I never saw anyone dressed as a Pornstar for a Halloween party before, so I bet people will go crazy when they see me! But say, Pauly, what about my actual outfit?” He asked dumbly.
“Don’t be silly, big bro, pornstars don’t wear any clothes! That’s the whole reason this is such a genius costume! You will just take some Viagra beforehand so your big dick is hard the whole night, slip on a cock ring and go naked to the frat house! I’m sure you’ll be the life of the party!”
(via blingrings, blingrings)
That day I went to school using a t shirt sleeveless and wide open on the side. I did it because it was a warm day but also because I love to show off my big pecs. During the class a boy kept looking at me. He was cute so I looked back at him. It was an hour long eye flirt… When the class was over, I stayed at my desk for a while, putting my things back to my backpack very slowly. The boy seemed to do the same. In a few minutes de classroom was empty. It was noon so everybody ran to have lunch.
Once we both were alone, I took my backpack, stood up and looked at the boy. He came to me and said:
- Someone with such bulging sexy pecs shouldn’t wear a tank top like this. It’s too tempting…. I replied:
- What do you feel tempted to do? and he said
- To do this, and grabbed one of my tits with his hand…
- Be my guest, I said and he gave me the most delicious pec and nipple play….
“Hey Billy how do I take a good selfie shot? I’m setting up my tinder account and need your opinions.. What do you think of these?” My buddy, Rob and I were talking on the phone and he brought up how he was starting a tinder profile. He sent me a few pictures and I immediately salivated seeing that big muscular toned body of his and his gorgeous face.
“Mmmmh I’m not sure about these to be honest… I think the angle isn’t very good… Maybe you should try taking a photo looking down.. That way it makes you look taller and more muscular” I suggested as I waited for him to take another photo with my very “thoughtful” advice.
My boypussy immediately twitched as I opened the new photo he had just sent me. It was exactly how I imagined. I knew my dumb hung friend wouldn’t be able to hide that massive cock of his with the angle that he taking.
“Umm Billy I think you can see my cock in this angle.. Are you sure it’s okay?” He asked.
“Yeah it’s fine Rob don’t stress about it! It looks like you’re holding a water bottle! Nobody can tell it’s your big fat cock silly!” I lied as I could hear the big dumb stud on the other line breathe out with a relaxed sigh.
“Oh good.. Thanks Billy I’m gonna set up that tinder account now.. Wish me luck with the ladies!!”
In that moment another idea snapped into my head.
“Wait Rob you’re using tinder? That’s so old school! Nobody uses that anymore! You should use Grindr! All the chicks at school use that now!”
“Oh shit really? Fuck thanks for letting me know Billy you’re a good friend” Rob said not realising that he was now going to be the bombarded with messages from thirsty gays who wanted to be stuffed by that huge dick.
Hey guys! So, after a long hiatus, I feel like I’m finally getting my mojo back again, so here is a new story I have been brewing in my head for a while. I’m not sure if this writing phase will last but I plan on keep giving you new chapters or maybe captions for as long as I can. I really hope you enjoy this new story and I’m anxious to know what you guys think, so please don’t forget to comment!
Like always, I would like to dedicate this to @daddysperfectjock, @dumbhornyjock, @manipulativebottom, @skywindsword and @milkinmycoffee1. You guys are the reason I do this! Thanks for everything!
Also, let’s celebrate @daddysperfectjock and @manipulativebottom long anticipated comeback... I’ve missed you guys, let’s show those dumb studs how it’s done!
As usual, this story will also be published at Nifty shortly.
Enjoy!
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Dumb Jock Roommate
I knew I would probably get fucked in college, but I was not expecting it would be quite like this. Let me tell you how the whole thing started...
I had been setting up in my room for the last couple of hours, putting up some posters and photos on my side of the walls, organizing my clothes in the tiny wardrobe I would have to share for the next few years and tidying everything up when my roommate showed up. It was something that had taken a lot of space in my mind lately, thinking about my new roommate, this strange guy with which I would be living with from now on, not knowing if we would get along or not, if I would maybe hate him on the spot or worse, if he would maybe hate me.
Turns out that should have been the least of my worries.
I was bending over my bed in the tiny dorm room folding some clothes when I heard a warm, youthful voice yelling, “Hey, roomie!”.
I turned around and looked up to the door, just to see the most strikingly handsome guy I’ve ever seen in my life. He had straight, longish black hair, white skin with the hint of a fading summer tan and big, rosy lips, perfectly kissable, and was very tall, way taller than my medium height. His face was so proportionate and harmonious I bet it followed every mathematical rule of perfection, and his masculine jaw was smooth and sharp, almost as if it would cut my fingers if I touched it. He had green eyes and a youthful face, and he wouldn’t look out of place on a Abercrombie & Fitch catalogue or even, what the hell, a teen girl magazine. He had the looks of a male movie star, but at the same time I recognized the quiet confidence and humility of someone who maybe doesn’t realize how beautiful they really are, or their effect on people, for that matter.
His body, tho, was out of his world. He was only carrying two big suitcases, one in each hand, so I had the perfect view of his big, defined biceps flexing and the sexy flow of exposed veins in his arms. His big arms had an incredible development for someone so young. In fact, his whole body maybe seemed to be directly carved out from stone by an ancient greek god of erotic love.
He was wearing a short sleeved white henley t-shirt that was tight on his muscular pecs, and I could see every detail of his perky, dim-sized nipples and 8 pack abs even from afar. The buttons of his henley were open, showing a sexy expanse of tanned, jockboy chest, and the shirt was so ridiculously tight I bet it would ride up and expose his abdomen with any small movement he did. He wore beige khaki shorts, showcasing two muscular pairs of sexy legs and white sneakers. Just as I was ogling below his belt, I caught notice of what seemed to be a big, fat bulge in his shorts, so pronounced and forward that I couldn’t help but think if this guys had actually shoved a big piece of salami down there.
I didn’t have too much time to think tho, cause as soon as that teen stud had entered the room, he dropped his suitcases and jumped at me, giving me no time to react except for opening up my eyes wild and gasping when he engulfed me with his whole body and tackled me over on my bed, falling on top of me and hugging me by my sides.
“Oh my God dude, it’s so good to finally meet you, you don’t know how long I was waiting for this! I was so crazy about starting college and meeting my new roomie, I’m sure we’re going to be great friends! I’m Jon, what’s your name? I see you already...” he kept talking non stop while his huge body was pressed tight on top of mine, squeezing me with his huge arms every other time. He had nuzzled his face against my neck as he talked, and I went completely numb at the feeling of this sex god on top of me, huge hard body all warm and pumped up with joyful excitement, and I completely lost any sense of myself as he talked on and while pressed so close on top of me.
I couldn’t control myself, so I let myself go and enjoy this nice moment, thinking if college meant getting slammed to a bed within minutes of meeting a hot jock, then sign me the fuck up for it. But then I felt it: the big, fat bulge this jock stud had in those shorts was completely pressed against my right thigh and I could feel everything. Oh God, it’s big, warm and thick, and it feels so real it’s almost as if he isn’t even wearing any underwear. Just one thin piece of fabric between the smooth skin of my thigh and his big tube of meat. And now he’s humping me, oh my God, up and down, up and down and I can feel everything and I’m going to get hard and -
“Okay, big guy, okay, move over, please? You’re gonna suffocate me if you keep this up, come on!” I said, flushed on the cheeks and pressing both of my hands on his muscular chest, immediately impressed by feeling how hard it was and grazing his big, erect nipples faintly with my fingers. Oh God, it feels so good, I wish I could just pinch and suck on those big nipples, and... fuck!
He got up and took me me with him, and now we were face to face, him looking at me adoringly with a cute, goofy grin. He had perfect white teeth that I just wanted to suck on. Okay, who was this guy?
“Hey Jon, I’m Theo, nice to meet you” I said extending my hand to him. “That was quite a reception you threw me here, I don’t remember ever being attacked like this when I met someone before in my life”, I finished, still flushed.
“Oh, dude, I’m so sorry man! That’s just me, my big bro keeps telling me I’m too big to keep invading people’s space like that, but I’m a hugger, and you looked pretty huggable. Like I said, I’m Jon, Jon Fraser, I’m 18, I’m going to play football for the school’s team and I’m your new roommate, so let’s be best friends, yeah? Do you play anything? You look like a jock yourself, you’re pretty fit man!”
With that he didn’t give me anytime to think whatsoever, and he just started touching me on my shoulders, arms and chest, coping a feel of my muscles, as if assessing for himself if I was really a jock or not. His big hands all over my body were too much for me again and he was just so close that I could smell him, and fuck, now I noticed how good he smelled, young and masculine, a clean, citric smell, like sicilian lemons and salt water, so I just stood there and let him do whatever he wanted with me.
Well, if this fucking hot jock wants to touch me, I’m not going to be the one to stop him.
Eventually he stopped, and I figured he had finally put the idea on his head that I was a jock like him (which I was, but my sport was swimming, not football), and kept talking as he went to close the door, pick up his suitcases and start setting up his things, which I found so endearing. He quickly started a conversation, telling me fondly about his family and the farm where they lived, while I told him about my life in New York, where I came from. We had very different backgrounds, but he was easy to talk to, being humble and attentive to my questions and answers. I immediately decided I liked him.
From our conversation, I also figured out that Jon wasn’t really bright, and that he had minimal knowledge of a lot of common knowledge concepts, or even everyday social skills, which explained the way he had greeted me. He had a pretty recluse life in his farm and small rural town, one which was thoroughly centered on sports and athletic performance, which was why he was not only a star football player in his home town but also an accomplished wrestler and a basketball jock. He seemed oblivious about most things and was, frankly, dumb about any subject that wasn’t sports, and seemed as innocent as child. He didn’t mention drinking, girls, parties or sex at any moment of our conversation.
But, like I said, I had decided to like him, if only for his wholesome, kind, goofy nature, and his killer looks, obviously. I was watching from my side of the room his muscles flexing and his big bulge flopping around while he set up his things, sitting on my bed, just enjoying the damm view. This guy definitely wasn’t wearing any underwear.
He had his back to me while he was putting his clothes on our wardrobe, bending over a few times to fold them and to put them on the drawers, and I was transfixed on his big, muscular ass, barely contained on his shorts. When he turned over to grab some more clothes from his suitcases, which were now opened up on his bed, I raised my right hand to my mouth to silence a gasp.
Jon’s bulge was obscenely outlined on his shorts, pressing forward like it wanted to just flop out and greet the world, and it was actually just about to do that, because his zipper had somehow opened fully, and from the opening in his shorts I could see the shadow of a huge, thick and soft cock laying there. His fat prick was so big it went all the way down his thigh, bulging on his shorts, so I couldn’t see his cock head, just his massive length. Jon, apparently oblivious to it, didn’t notice his fly was open and that he was giving me such a thrilling show.
I noticed the solitary button of his shorts had somehow opened as well, so I thought it would be merely a matter of time before the weight of his huge cock just pushed his shorts down and exposed his whole junk to me. The way Jon was excitedly moving around didn’t help it, of course, and I saw his shorts were slowly slipping down on his legs with every movement of his. My theory about his tight henley t-shirt proved correct, and with every jerk of his body the hem of it would ride up on his muscular torso and expose to me a few inches of ripped, sun kissed abs. He had perfect proportion and definition, and his flat stomach was smooth, so there wasn’t any body hair obstructing my view. His shorts were slipping down more with every movement, and now I had a perfect view of his adonis belt and the top of his crotch.
“Fuck”, I thought, and couldn’t help but palm my rapidly hardening dick in my shorts as I saw for the first time his small, trimmed pubes showing over the hem of his shorts, which were now so dangerously close from slipping down completely I held my breath in anticipation.
Jon still didn’t notice anything, not realizing the button and fly of his shorts were opened and that pretty soon he would be naked from the waist down in our room. I tried to keep our conversation as I replied to whatever it was he was talking about, something about hoping the cafeteria would have good food, cause I couldn’t take my eyes off the hot sight in front of me.
I sat there frozen for a few minutes, making conversation with Jon as much as my baked, lust-filled brain allowed. It was incredible how this big, muscle-stud was such a goofball of a guy, never losing his naive excitement over things and talking as if he lived in a pink colored world. God, what a precious boy. I realized I was probably fucked at this point, so sucked in on his innocent personality and good looks. I was as fond of him as I was lusting for his body. My eyes were trained on the slow but sure movements of his slipping shorts, which had now uncovered his whole crotch, exposing his well trimmed bush and the first few inches of the fat monster barely hidden underneath. I wasn’t sure what would happen next, the only thing I knew was that I would be there watching the whole thing.
As Jon was moving back and forth from his bed to the wardrobe, he picked a pair of sneakers from one of his suitcases, ready to put them inside the wardrobe as well, when it all happened, fast and in sequence. I could not have anticipated it when one of his sneakers slipped his fingers and fell down, bouncing two times on itself before landing at the foot of his bed. I didn’t even think about it as I got up from my bed and went on my knees to retrieve it; the need to feel useful and helpful was automatic. I bent over and pushed my arm underneath his bed to catch it, Jon letting a little “Oops, sorry buddy, thanks for that”, and when I moved my arm to give it to him, still on my knees right in front of the teen stud, his shorts finally gave and slipped down completely to his ankles, exposing all of his godly frame to me.
The first thing I noticed was the whipping sound of something thick and huge coming out and flopping in the air, just to then feel it slap me across the face and land there, resting on my nose and lips. I blinked twice in surprise to see that, in fact, Jon’s big fuck stick had just slapped me across the face and it was just there, in front of me, warm, hot and heavy.
Fuck! The thing had to be at least 6 or 7 inches soft, cut and fat, with a big, pink cock head completely pressed against my shock opened lips. The second thing I noticed was Jon’s inebriating smell, as clean, pure and wholesome as him, but with an undercurrent of musk and sexual pheromones that travelled straight into my brain and just froze me. I was shaking with lust, my head was foggy and I couldn’t remember how to think or function properly in that moment. I opened my lips more to talk but I didn’t know what to say, so my tongue slipped out uselessly and swapped a taste of Jon’s meaty cock head, bringing it back to my mouth the taste of the most delicious boy I had ever seen or imagined in my life. Below his huge cock were a pair of equally impressive and smooth balls. Fuck me, the kid was made for sex. He looked like a proper porn star, all exposed like this, just for me.
With his shorts at his ankles, Jon’s movements were restricted, so he didn’t move. He stayed right there with his big dick pressed completely against my face and looking down at me on my knees, like a slut, eyes popped open in shock and looking back at him myself. He had a surprised look on his face about what happened but he seemed absolutely naive about any implications of the situation we were in, given the fact he did not do anything to take his dick out of my face. He chuckled.
“Ooh, shit, dude! I’m so sorry! I never meant to put my dick in your face, it’s just those fucking shorts, man, ever since I bulked up senior year my clothes got so tight that my pants always seems to be popping buttons and flyers these days, making me naked! I swear, it’s such a bummer! And back there in the farm we never had much money for new clothes, I was always getting hand me downs from my big bro, so this happens a lot, shit, so inconvenient! Anyway, meet Jonny, say hi to your new friend” as he said it kiddingly, his hips pushed forward a little, pressing his massive dick even harder against my face, and then I noticed he didn’t even do it on purpose, he was just retrieving the sneaker from my hand. His cock pushed up on my face until it touched my forehead and then got down again, smacking me one more time in the lips and leaving a subtle trail of precum on my face. Fuck, was his dick getting hard?
“Hum... It’s, hum... glurph, it’s okay, bro, just an, ah! Accident” I tried to mumble while in between his legs, enjoying being pressed against his crotch and inhaling as much of his sweet jock boy scent as I could.
“Dude, I can’t even walk with my shorts down my ankles like this. Say, since you’re already on your knees, can you give me a hand and push my shorts up, Theo, please?” He said innocently.
Fuck yeah, I can give you a hand stud, and a mouth, and an ass and...
“Sure” I tried to say against his cock.
Then things got even worse, or better for me, if I can say so myself, cause I was just about to realize how much of a clumsy boy Jon actually was. As I put both hands on his shorts and tried to push them up on his smooth, muscular thighs, destiny chose that exact moment to sprout what seemed to be a big cloud of hung, jock boy pheromones straight from Jon’s cock into my nose, his powerful scent wafting inside my brain completely and turning my insides into mush. I lost completely control of my body as my head fogged again and lost my balance on my knees, making me fall back against my ankles. But I never lost my grip on Jon’s shorts, so when I fell back I brought the big stud down on top of me, my head in between his legs and face close against his now half-hard cock.
I felt my head banging against the dorm floor as I fell back, aware of Jon’s weight on top of me; fortunately, the big teen stud put his athletic prowess to the test and put both hands forward before he met the floor, arriving in a push-up position, crotch positioned perfectly in front of my face. During this whole accident, I had opened my mouth to grasp a shout when I felt several inches of thick, jock boy cock lodging itself perfectly down my throat. I groaned at the feeling of Jon’s meaty dick inside my mouth, finally tasting him to the hilt, and just like that, in less than five seconds, Jon went fully hard inside my mouth, stretching my lips obscenely around his cock and taking all of my air out. I gagged and moaned, and I felt the pressure my pink, twink lips and mouth were exerting on Jon’s cock travel all the way through his body, making him groan and tremble.
My mouth was stuffed full of what seemed to be at least 9 or, hell, 10 inches, of Jon’s perfect, juicy boy cock. I was in fucking gay boy heaven!
“Fuck”, I heard Jon grumble above me. He stayed silent for a few seconds, as if he too had lost any sense of himself, as I had, and his fat balls slapped against my chin and neck. I immediately put my hands on the curve where his thighs met his muscular asscheeks, holding him gently, when Jon suddenly lowered his body towards my face, shoving his huge hard cock even deeper down my throat. He left it there for a few seconds and then pushed his powerful arms back to retrieve his dick from my mouth and end this marvelous confusion, but when I felt his numerous inches start to slip out of my mouth I immediately sealed my lips closely against his shaft, not letting him go anywhere.
“I’m so, so sorry Theo! Please don’t hate me, bud! I swear I never intended to shove my big fucking prick in your mouth like that man, oh, what a scene! This is such a terrible mistake man, I’m so sorry for being such a clutz and falling on you like that, and worse, making you take all of my 10 inches! Fuck! I can’t fucking believe this happened with me again, man, I can’t believe it, I’m such a mess, so clumsy! I haven’t been here for even a couple hours and I’m already embarrassing myself like this again! And now my cock is stuck in your mouth and I can’t get it out! My best bro Billy warned me against this, dude, he did, but here we are again, I guess” at that, the big stud slowly started doing real push-ups against my face, slowing getting down and shoving all of his thick teen meat all the way inside my throat, only to then come back to start it all over again.
He seemed lost on his own story: in his head this was all his fault, so he had to make it right. He kept talking as he pushed his dick in and out of my mouth, me doing my part to keep it tightly inside right before the point in which his inflated cock head would slip out of my lips. As he kept his back and forth motions, his body started to build up a rhythm slowly, going faster and faster. In just a few seconds, he would be fully fucking my face against the floor with his huge, hard cock, I could tell.
“You see, buddy, it seems by big dick is stuck in your throat, man, and no matter how many times I try to push it out, it won’t budge. So try to breath nice and easy through your nose, yeah? Breath in when I push my dick and out as I take it back, like this, yeah bro! Oh fuck, your throat is so tight. You’re just squeezing me so good... I see you’re gagging a little bit. That’s normal dude, don’t worry, it’s this fucking horse cock... I know this situation is terribly embarrassing for you and might seem terrible, but keep calm, I know exactly how to handle it!” As he talked, he had now perfected the rhythm of his dick inside my mouth, in an out, going faster by the minute and sometimes twisting around as if he was trying to discover uncharted territory inside my tight teen throat.
“The things is, bro, ah, fuck yeah, the thing is this has actually happened with me several times before, fuck. Yeah, I know, so embarrassing, right? But I’m such a clumsy idiot man. Back home, my best bro Billy seemed to get his mouth stuck around my cock at least once a week. Fuck, maybe even two or three times a week sometimes... He kinda looks like you, tho. Very cute, nice little body. I felt so bad every time one of these incidents happened with us, I felt almost like I couldn’t look Billy in the face ever again! To think about the fact that my cock got shoved inside his mouth so many times, all 10 inches of it... Fuck, man, and not only Billy, but with some other guys, too, but fuck, oh, ah, this is, hum, maybe a story for another time. It seems I’m always getting myself in those kind of situations, don’t even know why, it’s so fucking humiliating for me!” Jon was now breaking a sweat as he got serious on top of me, doing his push-ups perfectly like a young cadet in the army. I tried with all my might to pay attention to his story as his big hard cock slammed my throat harder and harder, almost taking me out with the pleasure of it all.
“So, after this happened a few times, me and Billy spent a lot of time talking about what we should do to handle this kind of situation if it ever happened again, so we found a solution for it. And it did happened again, Theo, over” THRUST! “and over” THRUST! THRUST! “and over, and over again “THRUST! THRUST! THRUST! THRUST! THRUS-
“So we had a lot of practice” he was panting now with the effort of doing his push-ups and fucking my face raw against the floor while telling his story, going so hard on me and pushing his massive dick so deep down my throat my head was banging back against the wood flor, making a “THUD” sound each time he speared me full of his huge jock cock. “And we agreed that, anytime that Billy’s sweet, young mouth got stuck around my cock again, or, fuck, oh fuck, yeah, aaaah! Fuck! Or, for that matter, if any other guy’s tight throat ever got stuck with my cock I would just fuck the guy’s face hard, just like this, just as I’m fucking your face, Theo, fucking it so, so good, you take my dick so well, it’s incredible, I would fuck it and fuck it and just ram my cock inside non stop until I fucking cum inside, so my dick can finally get soft and we can maybe use my thick cum as lube! I always cum so much, so it always work’s buddy! Oh yeah!”.
Suddenly Jon stopped talking for a few seconds and just concentrated on skull fucking me to oblivion, the quick slaps of his big balls sure to leave red marks on my neck due to his speed and strength. My head was hitting back against the floor as he wrecked my face on his cock, slamming me all the way on it, thoroughly fucking my face. I was gagging, gasping and moaning all the same time, his big cock and my chest completely drenched with my spit. His cock was so wet with it that it made his job easier, thick shaft slipping smoothly inside. The combination of the small pain on my head and the sensational pleasure of being stuffed full with such a big, perfect dick like this was like the most powerful drug to me, and I was having little orgasms all over my body. I had already came, my shorts and underwear sticky with the proof, and I groped both his ass cheeks harder with my hands, pressing my knuckles deep on his smooth, firm skin, and pushing his cock back against my mouth, signaling to him I was good with this, good with his plan. Hell, I was absolutely loving what was happening.
“Here it is, Theo, are you ready? Are you ready, baby? I’m going to cum, dude, cum all the way down your throat, yeah, stuff you full with it. Take my cock dude, I think it will finally come out man! Take it! I’m cumming, I’m fucking cumming!” Jon shouted, holding himself up with one hand while his other one came down to my hair to hold me tight on his cock as he spurted jet after jet of the most delicious, juicy cum I had ever dreamed of tasting. He was all boy, all men, all healthy and strong for me. Just for me.
We stayed there for a few minutes, Jon taking his time milking his cock down my throat, giving me every little drop of his perfect cum, holding my face gently as he pumped his cock in and out a few times to make sure he had drained himself fully inside of me. When he was done, we stayed there still for a few more minutes, waiting for the big teen stud’s cock to deflate so he could finally take it out of my mouth. I opened my lips, showing to him that the passage was clear, so he got down on his knees, legs spread on each side of my torso, and rested his steel hard ass on my chest gently, smiling at me. I smiled at him also, exposing to him what I knew was a mouth still filled with left over cum. Stud jock cum. Jon’s cum.
He took his now half hard dick in his right hand and tapped it gently against my lips, as if congratulating me for being such a good pal during this whole ordeal.
“I’m so sorry, bro, I hope you can forgive me for this. I’ll try to not let this kind of thing happen again, yeah?” He smiled softly, still gently slapping his cock head on my face.
“No way, Jon”, I thought. I’m going to make sure this happens again, stud. I’ll make sure this will never stop happening.
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Wake-Up Cuck
- 03/02/2020 - 7:30 AM -
We have both been have our extra fun on the side fun but only recently have we decided to go full force into the cuck scene as it was something we were both interested in. As time went on we got more and more comfortable with the dynamics of how it works and what we are okay with... this morning being most exciting by far.
I am admittedly a heavy sleeper and it is no secret to my husband. So this morning he decided to take full advantage. When I stirred awake this morning I was pleasantly surprised to open my eyes my my husband and another man next to me in bed.
His friend laid back on his pillow, my husband between his legs sucking on his, what looked like an 8 inch thick, cock. I decided to keep my eyes closed and listen for a bit before making it known I was awake. Just laying there listening to the sounds of my husband throating this mans dick was driving me wild already though.
Sooner than later I would make myself known but was quickly made to move to the chair we have in our room. “I’m going to fuck your man now. I’ll need the room.”
I was quick to oblige. This time though, his hook up would restrain my hands so I couldn’t touch myself and my legs to the seat of the chair so I couldn’t get up and join or leave. Just sitting there with my throbbing dick sticking out of my trunks.
He climbed back in bed flipping my husband on my stomach and lifting his hips up. He lets one deposit of spit drip down and land on his hole and starts to rub and push at my husband hole with the head of his dick before he sliding it in. I recognize my husband’s moan as he slides his thick head in. Sliding his head in and then back out over and over teasing my man.
He finally works his way all the way in and my husbands eyes show he is in pure ecstasy. Back and forth. In and out. My husband and his thick top both being verbal as hell. As he picks up his pace. I can now hear the mans thighs smacking against my husbands beautiful ass as he slams his dick back into him.
“Fuck me harder. Give me that dick.” My husband of 5 years begged this stranger.
The top’s chest and salt and pepper chest hair glistening as he makes my man his bitch sends me over the end and I, without a touch, unload all over myself. The man notices and removes himself from my husband. Undoing me he tells me to clean up and wait for them in the living room. Says I can listen from the door if I want.
His punishment for cumming.
He makes sure I know it’s punishment by picking up the verbalizing and making my husband moan and scream even louder.
I sit outside the door waiting and listening for an hour before the man re-emerged, dick swinging between his legs, he walks passed me to the wash room...
“Go clean him up, cuck.”
Carlos Barahona Possollo (2006)
