Eating the Quarterback

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Back in college, there was a favorite old gym, near the mammoth college Football stadium on campus. This building was a favorite haunt, as it was Old and not crowded at all, so it wasn't difficult to find opportunities for some hot sex with other guys. Talk about a multi-purpose building!

My favorite episode was when I found the small men's room located near the backstage of the building's auditorium - which also adjoined the gymnasium. I found it quite by accident one day after an instructional volleyball class, and figured I would try it out some time.

I happened to be between classes one balmy spring day, and decided to go haunt the locker room and see if anything turned up. This locker room has a couple of changing rooms, with a three-stall set-up - it was unusual, but quite handy! Two of the stalls had nice glory holes built in, and the doors went almost to the floor, as did the walls - you either had to use the glory hole or join the other guy in the stall to get action. As it was not frequently used, this place was quiet except for guys looking for fun!

Anyway, I was in the last stall waiting on some action, and eagerly awaited what I might find when the next stall became occupied. I played it cool, as this was the South. He sat down and I could make out his hairy legs through the generous sized hole, but was careful about checking out the other guy - I didn't want to risk an attack.

I decided to hazard another look, and while slowly rubbing my hard cock, I could see that the other guy had a nice hot build, and was slowly stroking his rod. MMM! It was a nice thick one, about 7" and uncut. I could not see his whole face (I am a face man) but could make out the rough beard – he didn't shave today. As he leaned over, I nearly blew my mind - it was the star quarterback on the football team! I could hardly believe my eyes - this guy was already being drafted by the NFL team in Washington for big bucks - why was he here when he could buy any hot stud he wanted to service him!

He stood up and moved close enough for me to get a close view of his hot cock - and his treasure trail since he lifted his polo shirt and was waving that hot cock right in front of me. "Suck it" was his command, and being that I was a loyal fan, I did as I was told. I licked the large mushroom helmet head of that stud meat, and savored the satiny smooth, sweet taste of his pre-cum. He began pumping that hot stick deep into my mouth while he grabbed the top of the stall wall. I kept on sucking while playing with my own hard cock, pumping away while I sucked for all I was worth.

Suddenly, he pulled away and turned around - I looked to se what he was up to, and though "what an asshole - I wasn't done yet!" I was even more delighted to see he has taken off his shorts and bent over and placed his asshole against the whole for me to munch. MMM! That tasty, musky jock hole was just what I needed! I shoved my tongue in deep and rimmed that hot QB's manhole for all I was worth - I thought I would get a neck-ache as hard as I was drilling that hot hole! He was spreading his ass with both hands and moaning "YEAH! Shove that tongue up there real good! MAN, that is what I been wanting!"

What I hadn't noticed is that another football player came in the door at the other end of the locker room - obviously, he had decided to get some of the action and quietly moved to stand just outside my stall door while I was distracted. This big hairy lineman had whipped his hot cock out and was jacking it good while I ate my favorite quarterback's asshole. "Mind if I come in and fuck you while you work his hole?" was all I needed to hear. I flipped the latch open, and this monster of a lineman moved into range. I only needed a moment to get off the toilet and reposition so I could continue making the QB moan and groan while I bent over and spread my ass for this big blonde lug. Spring fever had definitely gotten the student body hot and horny!

I braced for the man meat invasion of my ass, while the QB has turned back around and was letting me tongue his cock. As the lineman slowly started fucking my hole, tugging on my nips while fucking me hard and deep, the QB thrust three times deep into my throat, dumping his hot load of cum into my gullet. This was all I needed, as tasting the cum of the man I had fantasized over pushed me over the edge, and I sprayed my load on the wall behind the toilet, and my ass clinching around the lineman cock caused him to blast his hot load up my ass while he roared quietly into my ear, sucking and licking my ear lobe. While I was recovering from blasting my load, the lineman pulled out and was kissing the QB, who has redressed and moved to stand just outside of my stall.

"Care to move this to a safer place, guys?" He said. "You lead the way,
Heath" was all I needed to hear from the lineman, and off we went.

 

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Well, how could I resist such a hot and stocky teddy bear, practically Ordering me to do his bidding? I was hoping the quarterback would join us for more fun, but he had to run for a class, so the lineman and I were on our own.

I winked at the lineman, and motioned him to follow behind at a discreet distance. He grumbled something under his breath, but I was sure he was up to the task. Just to remind you, he had the typical build of a major college lineman - no six-pack or anything on this guy, he was much more like a blond stocky, muscular, hairy version of Dan Connor from that TV Sitcom a few years back.

I took the first staircase about 45 seconds ahead of "Eric", and maintained the distance, but was careful to make sure I didn't lose this chunk of hot man. After seeing his cock, I knew I had to see what else, he had going for him under his clothes!

After climbing the last staircase, moving a few steps down the hall and up three steps, I was to the small men's room behind the stage. I could hear the sounds of a volleyball practice echo through the large gym area, but I knew I was not going to be disturbed - only certain guys like me even knew where this place was, anyway. I opened the old window enough to let in the spring breeze, and as I turned, Eric entered the john and shut the door behind him. I moved close to him and flipped the lock - I think it was intended to serve as a handicapped john, but my handicap was a weakness for jock cock!

"Eric" grabbed me in his huge bear hug, and started kissing me deep wet Kisses - his normally clean-shaven face was kinda scruffy, as if he had Pulled an all-nighter for exams. I was drawn into his kissing and groped his huge muscular pecs, looking for the hard nips I knew were there waiting for me to enjoy. He cupped my ass while he started licking and sucking on my earlobe, then moved down to my neck. MMM!

I was ready for something a little raunchier though, and after I rubbed his nips a bit through his shirt, I groped his hard cock through his pants, and got down on my knees while he growled softly at me. "Yeah, you want some of this hard dick, don't ya?" I couldn't agree more! I started rubbing my face against his crotch, while he started unbuckling his belt. I could smell his musky scent as soon as the zipper was open, and I went diving to the opening in his boxers, looking for my price.

"Not yet, man!" He groaned, as he pulled me up and started helping me get naked. He licked on my nips while I took off my jeans, and once I was naked, he bent me over the toilet, with my head up against the wall. I heard him move down to his knees, and felt his hot breath on my ass, and quickly he dove into my crack to lick at my asshole. I looked around to see that he was getting his pants off while trying to eat my hole, so I helped him out a bit by spreading my cheeks so he could eat away. "Oh yeah, you got one HOT ass - gonna have to get some of this puss everyday!" he stage whispered in between licks up my chute.

I took as much of his butt munching as I could, but I had to have more of that hot blonde's cock in my hole. "Fuck me - PLEASE, fuck my ass man!" I whispered back to him. I didn't have
to ask twice - he was on his feet and hard as a rock, waving that meaty Thick rod towards me. He moved closer and bent me over a bit more while he rubbed that juicy meat up and down my crack, whispering sweet hot things to me, how much he liked my ass, how he was gonna treat me right.

He had gotten me so wet eating my hole that his meaty head slid right in my hole, but this time I wanted to enjoy him, so I whispered for him to take it slow. He smiled the most adorable grin, and told me to take it easy, he would make me grin the rest of the day after he was done. He slid that whopper in about an inch at a time, and while it got thicker the deeper it went it, I was all the more delighted with his huge cock!

I had slipped a bottle of poppers out of my backpack, and was ready to take it like a man. I offered him a hit, but he declined - said he likes his fucking all natural, no drugs or anything. He started pumping away on my ass, rubbing his hairy blond fur against my back as he slid in deeper and faster, pausing to drop some spit on his dick when he pulled out all but just the head. I tried so hard to keep my groans quiet, but it felt too good, so he had to put his hand over my mouth so I didn't give us away – we didn't need to relive that scene from Porky's! He was fucking my ass good and hard, like he was running a marathon, and I could tell that football players are in good shape - he was a champ!

I was ready to shoot my load when I felt his grab ahold of my pecs, and drill me like never before, pumping hard and deep - he was ready to blow that load, sweat flying, balls slapping, and then WHAM! He grabbed me and let out a sound that was worthy of a marine or something. It was like he scored a touchdown! I popped my load all over the wall as he pulled on my tits, whispering the nastiest stuff in my ear, knowing I was loving it riding his cock all the way. He was so sweet and patient, a big butch stud that actually wanted me to cum too!

We got ourselves cleaned up a bit and kissed a little bit once we were Clothed. I passed me a quick piece of paper with my number, and he said he would be using it. I could do a lot worse than fall in love with a lineman!

But what about that hot quarterback?

 

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After I left the gym, I need to get up the Hill to class. Great, another boring elective class. Lots of men's basketball players, and a rather obnoxious female professor. The players kept whispering until the professor blew her cool and told the damn jocks to clear out if they weren't interested in learning today. They calmed down and while the rest of us snickered, I caught a glace from a player - the cute blond guy from the baseball team with gorgeous green eyes. He was only mediocre as a player, and obviously was the only player actually paying attention to the lecture. He knew he had to get a degree instead of dreaming away about a major league career.

Well, the lecture finally ended. I grabbed by backpack and shoved my notes and stuff in, and turned to head up the steps to the exit, when all of the sudden the blond hunk was in my way. "Hey, got a sec?" I'm sure my eyes practically bulged when I noticed the tuft of blond hair sticking out of his collar. Yum!

"Sure, what's up?" I said. "I'm not doing so well in this class, and I could use some help - you interested in tutoring a jock?" I gulped his suggestion, as my gutter-mind raced when I realized the possibilities! "Well, I'm only making a B+ in this course so far. Sure you wouldn't want someone from the athletic dept?" I was not trying to change his mind so much as I'm a fan, and always want the best for the players.

"There's no one available at this point of the semester - I'll pay you! I have to graduate!" All he had to do is look into my eyes with those gorgeous emerald green peepers. "Hey, why not?" I replied.

"Great - I have a class until 4pm, so how about you meet me in front of the dorm at 4:30pm?" he said with glee. It's nice to see someone who really does want to learn. My slutty mind went into overdrive, thinking of being invited into the most hallowed dorm on campus. "Okay, see you there."

I went to my last class, and showed up in front of the dorm a little early, and scanned over my notes to come up with a study set of questions to gauge his current knowledge. It was such a beautiful sunny day that I quickly got a bit of sunburn - not enough to blister or anything, but I knew I would need some lotion at some point.

A shadow fell across my notes, and I looked up to find none other than the cute quarterback I met earlier in the day. "Hey, what are you doing over here?" he smirked. I smiled a big grin recalling the action this morning. "I waiting on my classmate Mark to help him study." He grinned and said "Oh, well I'm in 312 if you wanna stop by later - I've got a new movie you might want to see." I grinned like a chesire cat and said "I'll see what I can do!" "Later, then!" He chuckled as he jogged up the sidewalk and went inside.

I looked across the street and could see Mark coming up the sidewalk - and I could see the glint on his chain in the sunshine, and giggled a bit, wondering how I could get it off of him for a souvenir. I stood as he walked up and shook my hand. "Hey dude, I'm so glad you are willing to help. I know that it'll be easier to get help from another student actually taking the class to help me out." I just grinned and said "Love to help you out...with your homework. Shall I carry your books?" He chuckled and gave me a gentle shove towards the building. Hmmm, I thought, he didn't reply.

We walked into the cooler confines of the dorm. There's a distinct smell of men in a building like this. It doesn't matter what you do, you can still smell that certain tang to the air. I dreamed for a moment of being locked into a building like this and having nothing but cum and water to live on - interesting thought huh?

We moved up the corridor to some stairs, after I signed in and showed my ID. Apparently, the campus police have increased control of access to protect these virile young men from fans, girls, criminals, etc. We climbed two flights to the third floor. As we turned right, I noticed that we were headed towards the quarterback's number. The dorm was divided into suites with two rooms, two shared baths, a small refrigerator, and microwave.

Mark and I moved into one of the rooms, and it looked like a regular dorm room, except nicer. He sat at the desk and told me to take a seat. I chose a bed, of course. I explained my plan of asking questions to gauge his knowledge before we determined a plan of attack to pull his grade out of his nosedive. I started peppering him with questions, and listened to his less than confident answers, and had to correct him a few times when he was off-track.

All of the sudden, the door slammed open by a hulk. Dark beard, dark chest, brown eyes, and a towel over his shoulder. "Shit! I'm late!" He dressed quickly and we had about a 5-second introduction. “I was trying to just keep looking at my notes, as the last thing I needed at this moment was to blow a fuse looking at a hot naked stud/jock. I had to play this cool!

Mark asked me if I wanted something to drink, and I said yes. I knew the quarterback was in the other room, probably naked, and I started getting hard. Mark got up and left the door open as he went to the fridge. I noticed the other room was open, and could see my hot quarterback sitting at his desk writing something. I could tell I was needing a drink now, as all these hot men were putting my hormones into overdrive.

Mark walked back into the room leaving the door open. He said something to me that didn't register - I was totally in lust looking down the hall. Suddenly the door slammed, and directly at eye level I saw a nice thick pink piece of hard flesh practically in my face. "I can see that you're cool. I can't pay you, but I can make sure you don't go around with a woody all the time. I wasn't sure until I saw you looking at my suitemate. I hope I didn't just fuck up."

I chuckled and replied by swooping my eager mouth over his cockhead. "MMMM!" he groaned loudly. He pushed his shorts down and the dropped to the floor as I nudged further and further down his shaft with my velvety wet tongue. I cupped his hairy blond nuts and licked all over his shaft, and then started licking under his nuts towards his hole. "Yeah, let me help you a bit," he said as he lifted his leg up onto the bed, and I had a clean shot at his nice hairy hole. He also took off his shirt and I ran my hand up to his hairy pecs to play with his nipple. Mark told me to get naked - well when did I ever need to hear THAT twice?

I was naked in a couple of seconds, and cleared the bed for playtime. We got into a 69 position, with his meaty rod shoved deep into my sucking mouth, and his head pistoning up and down my cock, moaning and blowing me like never before. DAMN he had a hot mouth! He switched over a few minutes later to me on top and him on the bottom. I could see that while we were attracted to each other, we were both bottom type guys.

Suddenly I felt a draft, and soft footsteps entering the room behind me. As Mark didn't react, I ignored it as well. For about a split second - I knew who was in the other room, and unless they have a ghost, that slammed door didn't open by itself.

I felt a pair of strong warm hands begin rubbing my asscheeks, while the slight twang of an accent said "Mark, I've told you it's not nice to slam the door so hard. I know it's our signal, but don't have to tell the whole building." I could hear the teasing in his voice, and knew that it was okay. I relaxed to the feel of his face grinding into my ass as we searched my crack for a jackpot. "Mmmmm" was what I heard as his tongue glided up my hole and I moaned a deep moan of ecstasy.

I moved around Mark's hot cock and aimed at his hairy hole - I needed some ass at the moment. The Quarterback started rubbing his thick meaty uncut cock against my hole, telling me how much he liked my ass. "Yeah, I'm gonna cream that pretty hole - better than anything a girl's got!" I felt him start shoving the end of his cock in my now-wet hole. Oh, he fit better than a glove on my hand!

Mark moved out from under me, and whispered into the quarterback's ear. "Dude, I have to get to class, but it seems my buddy here will play host until I get back. Play nice, now." I smiled and winked as he started getting dressed, and I got into the way my favorite quarterback plowed my ass. Mark made his exit, and Keith shoved his big cock deep into my guts, playing with my nipples from behind. I rode that cock harder than I had ever been fucked. The slap of his balls against my ass were audible, and we were both sweating and breathing hard.

Keith suddenly grabbed my hips and slammed against my asscheeks and ground his crotch into my ass, shooting his hot seed deep up my ass. Each thrust shot a new load, four in all. Each thrust hit my spot, causing me to cum right along with him. Now this is the way to get fucked!

We laughed and caught our breaths, and Keith and I cleaned up a bit with an old t-shirt that he saw lying near the bed. "Damn, that was hot. I need to grab a little catnap. Wanna join me?"

Of course I did.

 

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Snuggling with Keith was just heavenly. Here I was, Mr. Average sleeping with the starting stud quarterback of one of the major college football programs in the country.

Anyway, the nap lasted for a couple of hours, when I heard a knocking sound on the door. Keith put on a robe and cracked the door to see who was disturbing us. Keith was trying to keep the door a crack, but it was obvious that someone on the other side of that door decided to come in the room. The door flung against the wall, and in strode one of the coaches, fully dressed.

"Keith, are you stupid? You really think you can pull this shit in the Dorm?" Keith looked over at me, and back to the coach and shrugged his Shoulders and said "How come you look the other way when one of those Receivers has a girl or two in their bed?"

"Son, you know this isn't California. You can't pull that here, or you'll find yourself in a bad situation. Take it off campus." The Coach started for the door, and before leaving the suite, he grinned at me with a wink. What the...?

Keith shut the door and locked it, and came back and sat next to me on the bed, while I sat up and massaged his powerful shoulders. "Damn," he said "I have been really careful, but I guess you got me so turned on that I wasn't thinking and forgot to lock the door. Eric is gone for the weekend – you remember my roommate, right?" I replied that I did, with an impish grin, and continued working his muscular back.

"Well, I've gotta get you outta here, before that wise-ass tips anybody off. He's strange - hot to trot one minute, and then he gets all bossy if he thinks you have screwed up." Keith said.

Well, I knew I needed to get dressed and hit the road, so I started getting dressed while Keith kept trying to play with me, kissing me, stuff like that. "Keith, I gotta get outta here - this was a bad idea." Keith grabbed me and I thought he was gonna punch me. "Let me tell you something - we did NOTHING wrong - I thought it was wonderful. I'd like to see you again."

Damn. A hot quarterback and his hot lineman roommate both wanting to date me? How incredible could this turn of events be??

"Keith, I think there's a problem. Eric is also interested in me." Keith let out a loud laugh, "Eric?? Why, that cocksucker ain't half the man I am and he thinks long-term plans. You know where I come from, I could never do Anything but bring home a girl, and pretend to love her, provide grandkids, shit like that. It's not what I want, but that's how it is where I am from. Look, I don't have to make that decision for a while, let's just have fun!"

I could see there was bitterness in his tone, but he put on such a sweet, gentle smile for my benefit that I had to play along. "I don't care if you date Eric, as long as I can see you too." He turned to his desk and jotted down his room phone, and slipped it into my bag. He then moved close to me, and gave me a most sensual kiss. Woof.

I had to get out of there, before I started ripping my clothes back off. We made idle conversation while I finished getting myself together, and made me promise to call him.

I promised I'd call, and left the suite. I headed down the stairwells, and as I passed the front desk, I noticed one of the coaches standing there. He motioned me over to a lobby seating area, and I followed him over and sat down in a plush leather chair. "Son, we need to talk. I'm Coach Nelson, and I've kinda taken Keith under my wing. He has a possibly bright future, but he's not the sharpest tool in the shed. I keep my eye on him. I put him with a good roommate that knows the score." I started to reply, but the coach interrupted me. "Son, I think that you and I can come to an agreement that makes us both happy - you have a few minutes to spare so we can discuss this further in my office?"

I stood up with the coach, and followed him down the corridor to his office. He opened the door and as I passed him, I could feel the heat of his stare on Me. He closed the door and I could hear the lock turn. I had a feeling I knew where this was going, after all.

"Have a seat." he said. I looked around the medium sized office, and admired the photos on the wall of some of the past players, and could see a few of them were autographed for this coach. I could just make out one of the more legible inscriptions - "To my favorite coach ever - you know what a player needs to survive the game." My slutty mind started working again, despite being a bit tired from my day's exploits with the two varsity football players and varsity baseball player.

"Son, what is your social security number?" he asked, manipulating the mouse on his desktop PC. I gave him the number, and he started looking through the system at my college transcript. "I see you are a pretty good student – not perfect, but a fine academic record. I understand that you are assisting Mark with his homework, since you share a class. That's great, but I don't want you to get too distracted playing around. That's what concerns me - these boys need protection, since there are so many folks out there that have good intentions that could ruin their eligibility. Helping a fellow classmate with homework is safe, but I want you to keep that in the library or the dorm study hall. Keep Mark's mind on the subject and not on your crotch."

I nervously agreed, and felt uncomfortable making deals with this stud of a coach. He had copper colored dark red hair, a powerful lean build, and a nice reddish blond mustache. I couldn't tell how hairy he was, as I didn't see anything poking out of his shirt anywhere.

"Now, as far as Keith and Eric go, that's a personal situation. Once in a while, we do get players that aren't turned on by pussy, so we have to be very careful with them. They are absolutely forbidden to go off to any questionable clubs, if you know what I mean." I nodded, aware that there was a gay club just outside of campus - I had never seen a sports player there, and this helped to explain why. "Now, if you know anything about where Keith comes from..." It was my turn to interrupt him. "Coach, Keith and I already had a talk, so I understand the situation."

"Son, I'm glad to hear that." The Coach stood, and moved around his desk and stood in front of me. I could see a large bulge in his coach's shorts and I'm sure he didn't mistake my stare. "So, you are good at what you do, huh?" I nodded with a wicked grin. "Prove it." It only took me about a split second to get on my knees and see what this redhead pulled out of his pants.

Coach smiled, and started slowly unzipping the shorts. I could see a white jock was underneath, and when he unhooked the waistband flap, his shorts slid down to his muscular calves. He legs were not very hairy at all, but his crotch was covered in copper colored body hair. Yum! He turned around to give me a visual tour, and when I reached out to touch his ass, he whipped around and grabbed my chin and barked a warning -"Did I give you permission, boy?" I'm sure I looked like a scared rabbit under his powerful clinched hand -
This man could beat the shit out of me, and I'd always heard Redheads had quick tempers. I didn't want to find out by getting a busted jaw. Coach Smiled a warm grin at me, and said "Sorry - I forgot you are probably not used to that kind of treatment. I guess you are one of the ones that does better with a little bit of honey."

Coach pulled off his shirt to reveal muscular pecs with a nice coat of the same copper colored hair - it looked so pretty against his tanned skin. He kicked off his shorts, and stood there in front of me in nothing but a jock, and athletic cross-trainers on his feet.

"C'mere son..." he cooed to me, as he moved closer to me, and wrapped his powerful arms around my back and gave me a wonderful, warm hug. My sudden fear melted away, and I relaxed again with this older stud.

"Like what you see, son? I can't go any further than this here - too
Dangerous. I want you at my condo at eight-thirty. I'm going to grill some steaks, so I expect you there. Keith and Eric are supposed to show up, so it should make for an interesting evening. If it's comfortable, I'll fire up the hot tub. You game?"

I nodded my head, and Coach chuckled, handing me a card from his desk. "Here's the address - don't be late. My cell number is on the card if you need it." At that, Coach quickly got his shirt and shorts back on, although his bulge had not gone down much. He gave me a nice kiss on the lips and told me he'd see me later that evening.

So, I headed out the front door of the dorm, my head still spinning. This simple little playtime was getting so involved! It was like being a character in a bad soap! Me, the athletic supporter? HA!

I drove home, and flipped through the closet to find something suitable to wear - preferably something sea green or teal to bring out my eyes. I found the perfect shirt and jeans, and then hopped in the shower. I made sure to get myself clean -pits, ass,everywhere in between. I would not wear any deodorant tonight, so have to smell good!

I grabbed my keys and stuff, and headed on my way to the Coach's condo. I didn't have too much traffic in the way, so I was about 5 minutes early when I rang the doorbell.

I was pleased that it was Eric who answered the door. He greeted me with a big bear hug - I could feel the abundant chest hair rubbing through his thin t-shirt. His nipples were hard and pointy, as I could see those too. He shut the door behind us, and firmly picked me up and tossed me over his shoulder. DAMN he was strong. I couldn't help but laugh as he carried me through the condo to the kitchen, yelling "Look what I found at the front door!" I tend to giggle sometimes, and this was no exception. I'm not a small guy, either!

Coach was already in the kitchen getting the steaks ready to grill and Chatting with Keith, who was being instructed on how to make a tossed salad? Coach was right, Keith was not really sharp about everyday life, but he was one hell of an athlete.

I was amused when Eric and Keith both bumped chests and made loud noises, teasing each other about who saw me first. I giggled again, and planted a friendly kiss on the Coach's cheek, while he grinned and welcomed me to his home, and ordered the two jocks to knock it off and see to my comfort. Keith offered me a beer while Eric went to start up the hot tub. It would be a beautiful, clear spring night to relax under the stars.

We took the drinks and salad out to the back deck, and I sat down while Keith and the Coach finished preparations, and Eric returned to the table and played footsie with me while we chatted about last season. I loved hearing the private stories about the locker-room conversations, thrown cups of gatorade by coaches, stuff like that. It was fun listening to these modern day warriors talk about their battles, while the Coach grilled the steaks on the gas grill.

Finally, we sat down to dinner. I was almost afraid to put my hand out on the table - these guys might bite it off the way they ate! Coach made sure I got plenty to eat, and after a couple more beers, it was time to relax in the twilight under the darkening sky. Hot tub time!

Coach and the boys ushered me downstairs to the basement level, where next to the elaborate weight set, I could see the hot tub on the patio, and a dry sauna just around the corner, next to the large bathroom. I could see that the bathroom was equipped with a huge shower room - my devilish mind started scheming immediately!

We all got undressed and Coach tossed me a robe - apparently, he didn't want any funny business going on for prying neighbor eyes, so we played it cool outside. Of course, three hot naked jocks in a hot tub with me meant I would wear a constant boner.

I felt myself starting to prune, and excused myself. I got out of the tub, and could feel all eyes were on me as I put on the robe and headed inside to the large bathroom. I'd had enough of being a sweetheart, and decided it was time to let the pig out. I took off the robe and started up one of the showerheads, and slowly began to rinse off and soap up. I knew I would soon have company, but who would be first?

I heard the shower door open, and while I thought it might be Eric, it was the Coach. He was obviously quite aroused at the sight of my naked body, and said "Here, your back needs some scrubbing, son." He came up very close behind me, and I passed him the soap. Coach first lathered up his hairy chest and crotch, and then pulled me back against him. He started rubbing that hot hairy body up and down, rubbing his hard cock against my ass while coating me with a white lather from his body.

The shower door opened again, and there was Keith - boner in hand. "Can I join the party?" he asked the Coach obediently. Coach winked at him and reached around to wrap his soapy hand around my cock, to make sure it was nice and clean. Keith turned on another showerhead, rinsed off, and moved behind the coach. Coach passed him the soap, and while the Coach played with my nipples and cock, Keith soaped up Coach's back and ass. MMMM! It was getting nice and steamy in the shower room.

Coach ordered both of us to turn around, and then it was my turn to rub the coach's nice clean back and ass, while he started working on Keith’s ass and back. I got on my knees, and started working my hands into the Coach's tight asscheeks. Coach spread his cheeks for me to get easier access, and I could see that Keith had gotten on his knees as well, working on the Coach's hot red cock from the other side with his mouth.

I shoved my face into Coach's crack as deep as possible, so I could slide my eager tongue up that furry red hole. Coach was obviously enjoying the attention by the sound of his deep moans and groans. Coach ordered Keith up off the shower floor and bend over the quarterback against the nice tiled bench against the shower wall. I stood up and was suddenly grasped from behind and my face was thrust back into the coach's ass. Eric has quietly entered the shower room while I was occupied, and he was rubbing his meaty thick rod up and down my wet crack, turned on by the three-way scene he found after cleaning up the Coach's kitchen.

 

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Coach started the hottest, nastiest verbal assault I had heard in awhile, as he slid that red, thick, meaty cock into his quarterback's willing ass chute. I was very turned on by all this verbal abuse that I had to have that lineman's cock deep inside me. Eric was eager to please me and slid in deep, stroking my nipples while I tried to eat Coach's ass. Eric pulled me up so I could breathe while I rode his big meat, and we watched the Coach start really fucking Keith with wild abandon while Keith moaned in ecstasy. I could tell Eric was getting close as he chewed on my ear and fucked my assm while I stroked my hard cock.

"Yeah boy, let me fuck that horny hole real GOOD, motherfucker!" Coach cried out as he sped up and slapped his thighs and nuts against Keith's ass. Eric whispered in my ear "Yeah, you like riding my fat cock while you watch the Coach, don't ya boy!" Again, I was getting so close to shooting my wad – and just as I reached my climas, a roar sounded from behind me as Eric dumped his hot frothy load of man cream deep in my ass, and the Coach bellowed like a Marine while he planted his pole deep in Keith's ass and shot his seed deep inside.

I practically collapsed into Eric's arms; I shot my wad so hard. We were all pretty whipped after that scene, and the Coach suggested we dry off and move upstairs.

We moved into the kitchen and chatted briefly, and I enjoyed a goodnight kiss from each handsome stud. I drove home with my ass still full of Eric's cream, and discovered a phone message from Eric when I got home.

I think Eric is falling in love with me - and I am sure I drifted off to sleep with a wicked grin on my face.

 

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I was so late getting in last night I didn't check my messages. So the next morning, I rolled over and hit the playback button.

"Beep"

"Hey - it's Eric. I wanna see you again - call me at..." All of the sudden, I couldn't hear the machine anymore for the loud blare of a truck horn outside my window. I peeked out the blinds, and it was Eric, sitting in the driver’s seat of a green Explorer. Big grin, and bare chested so I could see his hairy chest and muscles. I started throwing on some clothes, but by the time I got to the door, there he stood, leaning his massive muscular arm against the door frame.

"Hi. Can I come in?" he said as he melted me with that warm friendly grin. "Man, I'm not home alone right now - wanna wait for me in the truck and I'll come out?" He nodded, and with a wink, was headed towards his truck.

I jumped in the shower and did one of those "late for class 5 minutes ago" routines that students all seem to learn. I was out the front door with a lame excuse and into Eric's truck in a flash.

"Coach sent me over here to pick you up. Okay, I volunteered to come get you. Seems he has some great idea, but would not tell me what it was, just said he needed a new tutor. I thought of you right away and whispered to him I thought you would be interested."

I wasn't sure quite what to make of it, but considering the hot ride I had last night, I'd be a fool to not even find out what was in the coach's nasty mind.

Eric rubbed my thigh and we chatted on the way to campus, but he was being real careful not to be noticed feeling up another guy in broad daylight - that would get around campus real fast.

After we pulled up next to the Jock Dorm, we got out and Eric took me in a side door that the resident studs had and were coveted by non-athlete girls ( and some guys too I'm sure.) We climbed three flights and went up to Eric's room.

We hardly got into the suite before Eric had me in his muscular arms and was kissing me like a starved man would go for a steak dinner.

"Eric, what is this all about? Who wanted me here, you or the coach?"
"Well, I wanted you here, but the coach sending me to pick you up for a Meeting was no lie. We just decided to have you come up here, out of sight on the pretext that you are my new tutor."

"So, this means you have to do what the teacher says, huh, Eric?" I was hard in an instant - to have a muscular lineman stud hot for my ass and cock under my control. "Yes Sir, you are now my tutor - I will do my best sir not to let you down, sir!"

I could see his cock bulging in his workout shorts, but before I could act on it, Keith and the Coach came in the door with a freshman player that I had never seen before. His attitude was poor, as he looked like he was very unhappy about being called into Eric's room. Keith, being the team Captain, was giving this little charade authenticity.

"Son, I'm going to have Eric and his Tutor work with you - Eric is the Brightest player we have, and his tutor here has been a large factor is Getting Eric's performance to be more than we expected both on the field and off. So, freshman, you wanna go back to Brooklyn and forget your scholarship? Or you wanna cooperate and learn something from these two guys?"

I could tell that Keith was biting his lip not to laugh, and fortunately, the coach could easily intimidate this kid so he wouldn't catch on that something was a bit odd about a tutor meeting in another student’s dorm room.

Coach and Keith had to run and speak with another troublesome student, so they left the freshman in our capable hands. I asked the freshman if he has a name, and he smirked and said "Vince, cocksucker, what's yours?" Not a good move.

Eric was on his feet in a split second, and gave Vince a good punch to the gut. "Learn some manners asswipe, when you are talking to my tutor." Vince was now red in the face, trying to control his anger while at the same time save face. I'm sure that massive fist of Eric's hurt even this hunky Italian kid, so I broke the tension a bit by asking Eric to run down and get me a soda. Eric gave me a wink and punched his fist into the palm of his hand, before he let the door shut.

"Vince, what seems to be the problem? You having trouble with your classes?" I could sense that something was really troubling this kid with the bad attitude. "Yeah, I am finding out I don't like being at a school with a bunch of jock fags. I need to go to college and help my family but I don't like all these faggot touching me around here."

I smelled smoke. "Vince, are you straight?" He kinda darted his eyes
towards the door. "Man, I don't know. I was never the ladies man back home, but I wasn't sucking cock or nothing either. I've never done anything but with ole Rosie and her five sisters, here."

I glanced at his arm and could see the furry muscular arm was attached to a cute guy that reminded me of carmine from Laverne and Shirley. Curly dark locks, goatee, pretty white teeth, and a sexy smirk to complete the picture. I could understand these other guys wanting to touch this young Adonis.

Eric came back through the door to break the moment, and asked if everything was okay. I told him I thought we were making some progress and to check on my welfare in about 10 minutes. Eric left again, with a not so menacing look at Vince this time.

Once he was gone, I asked Vince to let me see his class folder so I could see what we were up against. I asked him a few pointed questions for information, and interspersed suggestive comments in a non-threatening but teasing way to see if I could get a rise in his hidden cock.

I asked him to come sit at the empty chair across the desk from me, and did see the beginning of a swell in his crotch. So far, so good.
I asked him to identify a grade on his transcript and while he came around the desk, I moved the folder so he would have to lean in closer. I could feel the lusty heat coming off this kid in waves. I looked up in his eyes and in mid question, I asked again, "You sure you are straight?"

He smirked, and I knew he was hiding something. "Um, what if I think about it but don't ever do anything about it, that make me gay? I still like girls, you know..."

I stood up, as he looked like he needed a hug, and as I stood, his bag fell off the desk and spilled out some papers and what I spied to be a stroke magazine. I snatched it up and asked "Is this yours?"

He turned white as a sheet, and I told him to chill, that I had plenty of my own and was just as curious myself. When the color returned to his face, I suggested we take a walk in the warm night air and just talk. He agreed, and I left Eric a note that things were ok, just needed a new approach.

I walked Vince down towards the river and along the bank - fairly private place for conversation and completely visible so he had no fear of any physical move from me.

We sat down and while I puffed on a cigarette, he told me about his family and how he managed to end up on football scholarship at a distant school in the Bible belt.

"Believe it or not, I thought maybe with everybody down south so anti-gay it would be a safe place to be where no one would think anything about me. I don't know what I like, but I don't think its girls. Shit, why am I even telling you this?"

"Maybe it's because you need someone to hold the burden with you for a Little while. I won't tell a soul if you don't want me to, but I need to know what is causing your disruption with the other players."

Vince paled, and told me the truth. He had been raped by a neighbor, and was afraid to tell anyone he knew, but he could take that anger out on the field, but the rest of the year he had trouble with it. This kid was already handsome, and would be a big hoss stud with the training program in place for his playing days.

 

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"Vince, I'm glad you were able to share with me, so I can find a way to help you. To be honest, I have become a "special friend" of a couple of players and a coach, and they thought maybe I could reach you where they had failed. Have you ever been on a real date?"

Vince rolled his eyes and chuckled, but he just shook his head. "I've not been able to let anyone get close enough. I've always been a loner, and I don't think this is going to work out. I think the Coach was hoping you could talk me out of going back to Brooklyn."

"Vince, would you like to go on a date?" Vince ducked his head a bit, and looked at me and said "Man, are you shittin' me? Go on a date with a guy??"

I smirked, and said "No dummy, I was thinking something more along the lines of a "group" outing, so you can start building some friendships here. You want to succeed, and we all want to help you succeed!"

I saw the faintest hint of a teardrop, which he quickly wiped away. "Why are you trying so hard to be nice to me, man? You don't even know me?!" I could see the walls coming back up around him - If I didn't move quickly the chance would be gone.

"Vince, let's go back to Eric's room. I think there is something you need to know."

We headed back across Campus, and when we reached Eric's room, I crossed my fingers that the other guys would be waiting to play their parts.

We walked into the little entry hall, and I knocked on Eric's door. He yelled "come in," and I gently pushed Vince towards the door. Vince's eyes encountered a feast of mansex going on - at least 8 players and Coach were in various positions, with cocks, asses, mouthes and hands all in motion. I closed the door behind me, and locked it gently so Vince had to face his fears.

Coach was riding his hot ass on some goateed receiver's face, while another player sucked on his ample cock. Keith was busy fucking a hairy center and fingering too of his best receivers while they sucked his nipples and jacked their own cocks. Eric was power fucking one of the cute hairy basketball players, and a built student equipment manager was jacking off next to the coach, taking in this wild scene.

Vince turned around to me, a grin on his face, and I knew I was right. He needed a little help with this "outing" and I gladly pulled him to me and gave him a hug, and could feel his Italian sausage expanding in his pants.

Coach got up and came over, and started rubbing Vince's muscular shoulders from behind while I started kissing his neck and ears. Coach and I slowly started working Vince out of his clothes, and coach whispered wonderful nasty things into his ear about being his daddy now and shit. Vince was rolling his eyes back as I assaulted his now shirtless chest, feeling the ample hairy muscle and flicking my warm tongue on his nipples while the coach massaged his ass cheeks.

Vince was now one of our crew, and the tension between him and the other players melted away as he realized he was not the only gay player. He particularly enjoyed riding Eric's ass, and slowly he relaxed about having his ass eaten by the coach.

I had to leave after I shot my load into the equipment manager's hungry Mouth, and smiled when I saw Vince and Eric cuddling together. I hope I get an invitation to their wedding! ;-)

 

[WienerDaddy]

Great story!

 

[malito]

I loved it.

 

[sounder1]

What a great story. Hope this is not the end though.

 

[prism]

very very hot story.

but is it concluded already?

 

[deleted44365]

awesome story

 

[Jacksson2]

great story! love it!