My First Day At Donkey Dong High
I was having a hard time falling asleep, as I was extremely nervous about starting my new school the next day. We had only been in Chicago for a few days, this being my sole city experience in all of my eighteen years.
Growing up in a central Illinois town of 5,000, I was the proverbial big fish in a small pond; taller than all of my classmates, captain of the baseball, basketball, football, swimming and wrestling teams, and president of my class the six years we held elections. I wasnt able to complete my last term, as my father took a new job that brought us here.
I ran my hands over my bare chest, marveling at the masculinity and power my muscled torso exuded. Looking at myself in the mirror as my hands moved through my thick chest hair, I freed my aching cock from my tight jock. 6 5 and 230 pounds of chiseled teen muscle stud looked back at me. It had been amazing this last 5 or 6 months since my birthday; it seemed everyone had been waiting for me to turn eighteen and wanted to suck me off or get fucked by me. Housewives, fellow students, teachers and even coaches had stared at me openly and lustily, lowering their gaze to my bulging crotch.
The night before we moved I made sure that I wouldnt be horny on the road. I had my favorite cocksucker, Shane, work his talented lips and tongue over my throbbing cock and swollen balls. He worked most of my almost ten inch cock deep into his throat, taking care to avoid scraping his teeth on my dick. Shane was my co captain on several teams and was nearly my height. You had to see him in action to believe it, considering he was easily the butchest guy at school besides myself.
He jerked his own sizable cock as he continued servicing my fat meat. Shane was in love with me and in particular, my hairy chest, arms, and legs. I, in turn, loved the way he licked and nuzzled in my fur, tickling my huge balls at the same time. Ever since my first blow job, I have refused to cum anywhere but my cocksuckers mouth and throat. It was a moot point as Shane wouldnt have it any other way, always maneuvering himself to have his lips poised just above the turgid mushroom head of my prick. You like it, dont you Shane? You like sucking my big dick and slurping up my hot cum? I would slap the blond giant in the face with my leaking dick, pausing only to plunge it deep into his face again and again.
Sometimes I wasnt able to hold back, and would send my fourteen or fifteen jets of steaming seed straight into his stomach. Shane would whimper , moan and plead with his eyes for me to pull some of my still spurting cock out and back onto his taste buds. I would taunt him and say things like, Keep drinking my milk and youll grow some hair on that chest of yours yet, or Like taking care of a hairy muscle top your own age, dont you boy? Bet you think of my hairy chest every time you jack off.
I remember one night Shane had just sucked me off for the third time and I made him hold a huge wad in his mouth for almost an hour. The muscle stud was so turned on that his own prick went off untouched while he held my load, his deep blue eyes fixed on my furry chest the whole time.
Shane was one of several dozen people who I fed my cock and cum to regularly. There was the young buff construction worker next door who sucked me off every chance he had, even slipping through my open window one morning. I awoke to see the back of his head bobbing and his bare, broad shoulders flexing as he expertly sucked my big, over-sized morning hard on.
Unlike Shane, who wanted to savor every drop of my juice, Alex wanted me to fuck my nutt straight down his throat, my hairy balls slapping his chin on every thrust . Alexs own big cock spewed untouched every time he got me to cum using only his throat and tongue.
To see this beefy, married 23 year old stud smacking his lips and babbling as he gulped down my generous load, always made my cock swell even more. Alex wasnt happy until I had deposited an identical wad way up his tight chute, often moaning something along the lines of, I love getting the shit fucked out of me by your fat cock man. Cant believe youre barely eighteen, with your hairy chest and huge fucking cock. Never got fucked til you, stud. Like Ive told you, I was the one ramming my big dick in hot, tight holes, making jocks like you beg for more.
Going down memory lane was making my prick ache in anticipation of the hot encounters I just knew Id be exposed to in a large city like Chicago. Already I had noticed hunky men of all ages giving me the once over and then the twice over. The cute Latin teen that lived next door, for instance, had watched me from his bedroom window as I pumped iron on the balcony this afternoon. I smiled and waved over at him, calling in the direction of his open window, Hey man! Im Justin and just moved in next door. Want to come over and chill? He nodded and disappeared from view for a few minutes, only to emerge on the sidewalk in front of my house.
I buzzed him in immediately and then heard footsteps running up the stairs. Opening my front door, I drank in the beauty of the young man standing before me. Hi Im Javier, thanks for asking me over.
I asked Javier about school and was astonished to learn that he was a junior at Columbia University. He didnt look like he could even be seventeen and he was almost 22! Javiers beautiful brown eyes widened as he learned that I was only four months past my 18th birthday. Fuck, Justin, I cant believe that. You are so muscular and hairy that I thought you were at least 25.
Javier drank in my bulging muscles, the mound I was sporting in my full crotch and the tufts of dark fur emerging from my open tank top. I gave him my best sexy grin and began massaging the growing bulge of my cock. His eyes enormous, Javier licked his lips and sank to his knees in front of me.
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I was having a hard time falling asleep, as I was extremely nervous about starting my new school the next day. We had only been in Chicago for a few days, this being my sole city experience in all of my eighteen years.
Growing up in a central Illinois town of 5,000, I was the proverbial big fish in a small pond; taller than all of my classmates, captain of the baseball, basketball, football, swimming and wrestling teams, and president of my class the six years we held elections. I wasnt able to complete my last term, as my father took a new job that brought us here.
I ran my hands over my bare chest, marveling at the masculinity and power my muscled torso exuded. Looking at myself in the mirror as my hands moved through my thick chest hair, I freed my aching cock from my tight jock. 6 5 and 230 pounds of chiseled teen muscle stud looked back at me. It had been amazing this last 5 or 6 months since my birthday; it seemed everyone had been waiting for me to turn eighteen and wanted to suck me off or get fucked by me. Housewives, fellow students, teachers and even coaches had stared at me openly and lustily, lowering their gaze to my bulging crotch.
The night before we moved I made sure that I wouldnt be horny on the road. I had my favorite cocksucker, Shane, work his talented lips and tongue over my throbbing cock and swollen balls. He worked most of my almost ten inch cock deep into his throat, taking care to avoid scraping his teeth on my dick. Shane was my co captain on several teams and was nearly my height. You had to see him in action to believe it, considering he was easily the butchest guy at school besides myself.
He jerked his own sizable cock as he continued servicing my fat meat. Shane was in love with me and in particular, my hairy chest, arms, and legs. I, in turn, loved the way he licked and nuzzled in my fur, tickling my huge balls at the same time. Ever since my first blow job, I have refused to cum anywhere but my cocksuckers mouth and throat. It was a moot point as Shane wouldnt have it any other way, always maneuvering himself to have his lips poised just above the turgid mushroom head of my prick. You like it, dont you Shane? You like sucking my big dick and slurping up my hot cum? I would slap the blond giant in the face with my leaking dick, pausing only to plunge it deep into his face again and again.
Sometimes I wasnt able to hold back, and would send my fourteen or fifteen jets of steaming seed straight into his stomach. Shane would whimper , moan and plead with his eyes for me to pull some of my still spurting cock out and back onto his taste buds. I would taunt him and say things like, Keep drinking my milk and youll grow some hair on that chest of yours yet, or Like taking care of a hairy muscle top your own age, dont you boy? Bet you think of my hairy chest every time you jack off.
I remember one night Shane had just sucked me off for the third time and I made him hold a huge wad in his mouth for almost an hour. The muscle stud was so turned on that his own prick went off untouched while he held my load, his deep blue eyes fixed on my furry chest the whole time.
Shane was one of several dozen people who I fed my cock and cum to regularly. There was the young buff construction worker next door who sucked me off every chance he had, even slipping through my open window one morning. I awoke to see the back of his head bobbing and his bare, broad shoulders flexing as he expertly sucked my big, over-sized morning hard on.
Unlike Shane, who wanted to savor every drop of my juice, Alex wanted me to fuck my nutt straight down his throat, my hairy balls slapping his chin on every thrust . Alexs own big cock spewed untouched every time he got me to cum using only his throat and tongue.
To see this beefy, married 23 year old stud smacking his lips and babbling as he gulped down my generous load, always made my cock swell even more. Alex wasnt happy until I had deposited an identical wad way up his tight chute, often moaning something along the lines of, I love getting the shit fucked out of me by your fat cock man. Cant believe youre barely eighteen, with your hairy chest and huge fucking cock. Never got fucked til you, stud. Like Ive told you, I was the one ramming my big dick in hot, tight holes, making jocks like you beg for more.
Going down memory lane was making my prick ache in anticipation of the hot encounters I just knew Id be exposed to in a large city like Chicago. Already I had noticed hunky men of all ages giving me the once over and then the twice over. The cute Latin teen that lived next door, for instance, had watched me from his bedroom window as I pumped iron on the balcony this afternoon. I smiled and waved over at him, calling in the direction of his open window, Hey man! Im Justin and just moved in next door. Want to come over and chill? He nodded and disappeared from view for a few minutes, only to emerge on the sidewalk in front of my house.
I buzzed him in immediately and then heard footsteps running up the stairs. Opening my front door, I drank in the beauty of the young man standing before me. Hi Im Javier, thanks for asking me over.
I asked Javier about school and was astonished to learn that he was a junior at Columbia University. He didnt look like he could even be seventeen and he was almost 22! Javiers beautiful brown eyes widened as he learned that I was only four months past my 18th birthday. Fuck, Justin, I cant believe that. You are so muscular and hairy that I thought you were at least 25.
Javier drank in my bulging muscles, the mound I was sporting in my full crotch and the tufts of dark fur emerging from my open tank top. I gave him my best sexy grin and began massaging the growing bulge of my cock. His eyes enormous, Javier licked his lips and sank to his knees in front of me.
More to come, please message me with any feedback. Thanks
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