My quarterback. He’s not shy and will sometimes stand or sit in the locker room wearing only his jock or briefs while he goes over practice with us or the game we just played. I know I’m not the only one who desperately tries to remain focused on what he’s saying or breathlessly waits for him to get into the shower.
He’s the complete package. Stunning good looks. Armpits that I wanted to get lost in. Well hung with a mouthwatering, heavy, low hanging man sack and a gorgeous, fuzzy ass that I wanted to bury my tongue and aching cock in.
We’d talked many times and he’d invited me to a couple of swim parties over at his house. We were friends, but mostly just knew each other as teammates. That was my fault. His raw sensuality, confidence and masculinity intimidated me and aroused me in a way that I’d never known before. My desire for him became so strong that I feared to make any real eye contact anymore because I knew they would betray me. I also knew that if I didn’t take a chance with him I would regret it for the rest of my life.
I agonized over what to do. I finally let him catch me sniffing a jock strap, which led to me sucking him off in the equipment room. As he was cuming, he held my head down on him and busted a fat load down the back of my throat. Yeah, I was forced to swallow most of it. He apologized, but I didn’t mind. I just asked that he give me some warning next time.
I was so cum drunk I didn’t know what to expect next. He leaned down, said the next time would be my turn and then deeply kissed me in such a way that I’ll never forget; taking the last of his cum out of my mouth. I believe that to be the moment I completely and irrevocably fell in love with him.
Wanting me to cum, too, he was still rock hard as I jerked off while we kissed, fondled and lightly fingered each other. For a moment, as he was pushing against me, I thought he was going to take and rail me right there. God knows he had me open and ready for it. Absolutely soaked with my pre-cum, my knees almost buckled as I came hard on the floor. Just as we were cleaning up and I thought we were done, I watched as he quickly jerked a second load into a trash can. God, I love this guy.
The irony of all this is that he told me later this had taken him by complete surprise. He had always thought I was super cute. That’s why he had invited me to his pool parties, but figured I must be straight because he had never gotten any vibe from me that I wanted to be anything other than his friend. God, what an idiot I was and we both seriously need our gaydar adjusted. I told him everything. He just shook his head and said, thankfully, that was all behind us.
We’re now inseparable lovers. Of course, he likes to top with that monster he’s got, but I’ve learned that every now and then when I start licking and loving on that man button, he’s ready to bottom. It’s his secret trigger and I love to pull it.
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