Sean, the well-hung rugby stud
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Hey thanks for all the lovely comments and likes. Sorry to make people wait for the next chapter....
Chapter 4
Sean arrived at rugby training the next day feeling a little nervous. He was determined to get on to the first team but had slept badly. After his fun with Shanice, he'd gone straight to bed and drifted into a dream about a threesome. Two beautiful naked girls were sucking his cock, running their tongues up and down the full length of the shaft, telling him how huge he was, and making him feel strong and dominant. He'd gripped their hair and powered into their mouth alternately, then they'd begged him to fuck them, saying they'd never met a man so big. He'd picked them up and laid them side by side on the bed. He'd fingered their tight wet pussies and kissed them aggressively. Then their faces had fallen away like robots and Sophie had been staring back at him. He'd awoken with a start, his ultimate fantasy ruined by memories of his ex.
Standing on the field in his training shorts and t-shirt, he looked down the line at the other hopefully rookies. He was one of the biggest lads there and was confident he could play well but the skills of the other men were an unknown quantity. The morning consisted of different speed and agility activities plus mini games, set up and assessed by the current rugby captain and two other players. The captain, Ben, seemed a good lad: he was funny and welcoming but took the assessment of possible new players seriously. Sean was pleased to see that he was an inch or two taller than Ben and significantly more muscular. He thought about the last eight weeks spent at the gym and was pleased with himself. His two assistants, Jacko and Deano, were a complete contrast to each other. Jacko was an enormous guy, big, beefy and a bit ugly; he was clearly a prop. Deano had a much smaller frame but very toned muscles and really good looks; Sean guessed he'd be a fly-half and very popular with the ladies.
Half-way through the morning's exercises, Sean knew he was doing well. The group had been split into an A and a B group already. He'd got into the A group with thirteen other lads but he knew seven of them would be demoted to B, and the five worst in the B group simply not get a place on either team. Sean was powerful and fast, completing most of the exercises in first or second place and scoring tries in several of the mini practice games.
At midday the second cut was made and Sean remained on the A training pitch. He looked around at the other six guys, all equally please with themselves but trying not to look too happy in case they were tempting fate. Sean played right wing and he'd already formed quite a good playing bond with the lad who was taking on the left wing role. His name was Rob; he was an inch or two shorter than Sean and didn't look quite as muscular but his body was incredibly well-defined and, Sean had to grudgingly admit to himself, he was the best looking out of all of them.
'Okay lads, well done,' grinned Ben, 'you're officially in the A-team.'
The seven triumphant lads punched the air and high-fived each other.
'So boys,' continued Deano with a sly smile, 'we've got a week of intensive practices to get you match-ready... and that includes a week of initiation so you better be ready!'
The seven lads laughed to conceal their nervousness then, muddy and sweaty, they headed to the club house to shower off.
In the steam of the showers, the lads washed away the dirt and exhaustion. Steam and suds, filled the air as they talked, joked, and got to know each other. The hot water sprayed across their limbs making every muscles glisten. It poured down their backs and cascaded over their large round butts. Sean was aware that he and Rob stood out as the biggest and the best-looking, noticing with some jealousy how Rob had the kind of eight-pack he'd been desperate to form over the summer. He bent forward to run his strong soapy hands down his tired legs and watched while Rob massaged shower gel into his rock-like abs. Straightening up, he moved his foaming fingers down his own stomach, around his cock and under his balls. Suddenly Rob came bounding over to him through the steam and spraying water and clapped an arm round his shoulders.
'Fucking hell dude, you're hung like a horse!'
He laughed loudly as the other guys turned to join him in inspecting the size of Sean's tool. He continued washing his cock, only for two of the other lads to grinningly spray shower gel at it, meaning he had to continue soaping it up in front of them. He didn't mind, quite enjoying the attention he was getting. Not wanting to appear too arrogant, though, Sean just laughed, cast his eyes down at Rob's waist and said, 'Yeah I've been a bit lucky down there – though you're looking a pretty good size yourself!'
Rob gripped the base of his cock and swung it round for the lads like a helicopter.
'This is my pride and joy,' he joked, 'eight inches of pure love!'
Everyone burst out laughing, although Sean could see that the other five guys with their pretty average looking cocks were looking a bit jealous. He looked again at Rob's dick – he was obviously a show-er because it looked thick and long already. Sean grinned, pleased to know he was two inches bigger than this guy with model-features.
'Still, I'm glad you're the biggest,' added Rob, turning back to Sean.
'What d'you mean?'
'Initiation mate,' laughed Rob, 'when they see how big your cock is they're gonna give you extra!'
'Ah shit!'
The muscular, showering lads erupted into laughter again.
In the changing room, Sean noticed how quickly the smaller guys got dressed. He and Rob took their time, both packing their kit away, styling their hair and putting on their deodorant while completely naked.
'Fancy a drink, mate?'
Sean turned to see Rob pulling on a tiny pair of black trunks that made his cock bulge out sizeably. Sean was pulling up his own red calvin kleins and rearranging his over-sized package. He looked Rob up and down again: the guy was sculpted like a statue; he wondered how many girls he'd already banged since arriving.
'Sure, sounds good.'
As Sean pulled up his jeans, Rob watched as his new teammate pushed his bulging boxers under the denim and buttoned the fly. He'd never seen a cock so big and didn't want to appear too envious; Sean was really broadly built and Rob guessed he was a bit of a stud and had already done plenty of fucking since the start of the term.
'Anyone else coming for a drink?'
But the others had lectures to go to or people to meet.
Sat in one of the university bars, Sean and Rob each cradled a pint of Guinness and chatted about rugby. The discussed professional matches they'd watched and the amateur games they'd played in. Their talk was competitive but friendly and soon they were checking out the different girls who walked into the bar.
'So you shagged any birds here yet?' asked Rob.
Sean guessed that Rob was a bit of a stud and wondered if he should double his number but decided to tell the truth.
'Only two,' he admitted.
'Only!' laughed Rob, 'We've only been here two days! You must be a fucking player. Good stuff. I just met the one last night – tidy bird, great tits and a slapable ass!'
The two hulking rugby players laughed heartily.
'Did you go away over summer?'
Sean decided not to mention Sophie so just said he'd been working to save money for uni.
'Fair play, mate. I tell you what though, you wanna get your ass to Magaluf next year, it's fucking wild!'
'Yeah? Great clubs or great birds?'
'Both mate! I tell you, one night, I pulled these two hotties from Newcastle. They were pure filth! I fucked them both senseless and then took them both up the ass. And after that they even sucked me off!'
Sean laughed, 'Ah mate that sounds amazing!'
'Look at this.'
Rob grinned, taking out his phone. He passed it to Sean and suddenly the screen was glowing with an image of two girls kissing each other while Rob hammered into them from behind. His muscles were rippling like nothing Sean had seen before and the two hotties were screaming like animals.
'Fuck!'
Rob laughed, 'Good stuff, eh?'
'Mate,' Sean admitted, 'I've never had a threesome – that's totally my fantasy.'
Even as he spoke, he realised that his cock had hardened in his jeans. He hoped Rob couldn't tell with the table between them.
'There'll be plenty of time for that here mate. Once the partying starts the bitches'll be lining up for that big cock of yours! Tell you what,' he continued, 'how about we have ourselves a little competition this afternoon: first one to pull wins a tenner!'
Sean laughed and looked around the bar, then drained his pint, 'Alright, you're on!'......
Chapter 4
Sean arrived at rugby training the next day feeling a little nervous. He was determined to get on to the first team but had slept badly. After his fun with Shanice, he'd gone straight to bed and drifted into a dream about a threesome. Two beautiful naked girls were sucking his cock, running their tongues up and down the full length of the shaft, telling him how huge he was, and making him feel strong and dominant. He'd gripped their hair and powered into their mouth alternately, then they'd begged him to fuck them, saying they'd never met a man so big. He'd picked them up and laid them side by side on the bed. He'd fingered their tight wet pussies and kissed them aggressively. Then their faces had fallen away like robots and Sophie had been staring back at him. He'd awoken with a start, his ultimate fantasy ruined by memories of his ex.
Standing on the field in his training shorts and t-shirt, he looked down the line at the other hopefully rookies. He was one of the biggest lads there and was confident he could play well but the skills of the other men were an unknown quantity. The morning consisted of different speed and agility activities plus mini games, set up and assessed by the current rugby captain and two other players. The captain, Ben, seemed a good lad: he was funny and welcoming but took the assessment of possible new players seriously. Sean was pleased to see that he was an inch or two taller than Ben and significantly more muscular. He thought about the last eight weeks spent at the gym and was pleased with himself. His two assistants, Jacko and Deano, were a complete contrast to each other. Jacko was an enormous guy, big, beefy and a bit ugly; he was clearly a prop. Deano had a much smaller frame but very toned muscles and really good looks; Sean guessed he'd be a fly-half and very popular with the ladies.
Half-way through the morning's exercises, Sean knew he was doing well. The group had been split into an A and a B group already. He'd got into the A group with thirteen other lads but he knew seven of them would be demoted to B, and the five worst in the B group simply not get a place on either team. Sean was powerful and fast, completing most of the exercises in first or second place and scoring tries in several of the mini practice games.
At midday the second cut was made and Sean remained on the A training pitch. He looked around at the other six guys, all equally please with themselves but trying not to look too happy in case they were tempting fate. Sean played right wing and he'd already formed quite a good playing bond with the lad who was taking on the left wing role. His name was Rob; he was an inch or two shorter than Sean and didn't look quite as muscular but his body was incredibly well-defined and, Sean had to grudgingly admit to himself, he was the best looking out of all of them.
'Okay lads, well done,' grinned Ben, 'you're officially in the A-team.'
The seven triumphant lads punched the air and high-fived each other.
'So boys,' continued Deano with a sly smile, 'we've got a week of intensive practices to get you match-ready... and that includes a week of initiation so you better be ready!'
The seven lads laughed to conceal their nervousness then, muddy and sweaty, they headed to the club house to shower off.
In the steam of the showers, the lads washed away the dirt and exhaustion. Steam and suds, filled the air as they talked, joked, and got to know each other. The hot water sprayed across their limbs making every muscles glisten. It poured down their backs and cascaded over their large round butts. Sean was aware that he and Rob stood out as the biggest and the best-looking, noticing with some jealousy how Rob had the kind of eight-pack he'd been desperate to form over the summer. He bent forward to run his strong soapy hands down his tired legs and watched while Rob massaged shower gel into his rock-like abs. Straightening up, he moved his foaming fingers down his own stomach, around his cock and under his balls. Suddenly Rob came bounding over to him through the steam and spraying water and clapped an arm round his shoulders.
'Fucking hell dude, you're hung like a horse!'
He laughed loudly as the other guys turned to join him in inspecting the size of Sean's tool. He continued washing his cock, only for two of the other lads to grinningly spray shower gel at it, meaning he had to continue soaping it up in front of them. He didn't mind, quite enjoying the attention he was getting. Not wanting to appear too arrogant, though, Sean just laughed, cast his eyes down at Rob's waist and said, 'Yeah I've been a bit lucky down there – though you're looking a pretty good size yourself!'
Rob gripped the base of his cock and swung it round for the lads like a helicopter.
'This is my pride and joy,' he joked, 'eight inches of pure love!'
Everyone burst out laughing, although Sean could see that the other five guys with their pretty average looking cocks were looking a bit jealous. He looked again at Rob's dick – he was obviously a show-er because it looked thick and long already. Sean grinned, pleased to know he was two inches bigger than this guy with model-features.
'Still, I'm glad you're the biggest,' added Rob, turning back to Sean.
'What d'you mean?'
'Initiation mate,' laughed Rob, 'when they see how big your cock is they're gonna give you extra!'
'Ah shit!'
The muscular, showering lads erupted into laughter again.
In the changing room, Sean noticed how quickly the smaller guys got dressed. He and Rob took their time, both packing their kit away, styling their hair and putting on their deodorant while completely naked.
'Fancy a drink, mate?'
Sean turned to see Rob pulling on a tiny pair of black trunks that made his cock bulge out sizeably. Sean was pulling up his own red calvin kleins and rearranging his over-sized package. He looked Rob up and down again: the guy was sculpted like a statue; he wondered how many girls he'd already banged since arriving.
'Sure, sounds good.'
As Sean pulled up his jeans, Rob watched as his new teammate pushed his bulging boxers under the denim and buttoned the fly. He'd never seen a cock so big and didn't want to appear too envious; Sean was really broadly built and Rob guessed he was a bit of a stud and had already done plenty of fucking since the start of the term.
'Anyone else coming for a drink?'
But the others had lectures to go to or people to meet.
Sat in one of the university bars, Sean and Rob each cradled a pint of Guinness and chatted about rugby. The discussed professional matches they'd watched and the amateur games they'd played in. Their talk was competitive but friendly and soon they were checking out the different girls who walked into the bar.
'So you shagged any birds here yet?' asked Rob.
Sean guessed that Rob was a bit of a stud and wondered if he should double his number but decided to tell the truth.
'Only two,' he admitted.
'Only!' laughed Rob, 'We've only been here two days! You must be a fucking player. Good stuff. I just met the one last night – tidy bird, great tits and a slapable ass!'
The two hulking rugby players laughed heartily.
'Did you go away over summer?'
Sean decided not to mention Sophie so just said he'd been working to save money for uni.
'Fair play, mate. I tell you what though, you wanna get your ass to Magaluf next year, it's fucking wild!'
'Yeah? Great clubs or great birds?'
'Both mate! I tell you, one night, I pulled these two hotties from Newcastle. They were pure filth! I fucked them both senseless and then took them both up the ass. And after that they even sucked me off!'
Sean laughed, 'Ah mate that sounds amazing!'
'Look at this.'
Rob grinned, taking out his phone. He passed it to Sean and suddenly the screen was glowing with an image of two girls kissing each other while Rob hammered into them from behind. His muscles were rippling like nothing Sean had seen before and the two hotties were screaming like animals.
'Fuck!'
Rob laughed, 'Good stuff, eh?'
'Mate,' Sean admitted, 'I've never had a threesome – that's totally my fantasy.'
Even as he spoke, he realised that his cock had hardened in his jeans. He hoped Rob couldn't tell with the table between them.
'There'll be plenty of time for that here mate. Once the partying starts the bitches'll be lining up for that big cock of yours! Tell you what,' he continued, 'how about we have ourselves a little competition this afternoon: first one to pull wins a tenner!'
Sean laughed and looked around the bar, then drained his pint, 'Alright, you're on!'......
......The two men separated and moved towards different ends of the bar, Sean homing in on a tall lithe blonde while Rob heading for a tiny brunette with a pert little ass. Sean played his previous evening's trick of brushing up against the girl as if accidentally then turning to notice how stunning she was. It worked. Her name was Frankie. As he made small talk, he glanced over his shoulder to see how his new mate was doing, half-hoping to see he'd been blown out and was standing on his own looking for some different prey. He was gutted to see Rob already has his tongue down the brunette's throat and his hands all over her ass. At that moment, Rob looked up, noticed Sean's slowness, remembered he'd won ten pounds, and gave him a cheeky wink before leading the girl out of the bar. Rearranging his face to hide a mix of surprise and annoyance, Sean turned his attention back to his pretty blonde. He couldn't wait to run his hands along her strong legs, then part them and ram his big cock inside her.
An hour later, he was leading Frankie into his room. He hadn't expected to pull that afternoon and was relieved that he'd tidied a little before leaving for the rugby trials that morning. Dropping his kit bag on the floor, he pulled her to him and kissed her deeply, feeling her slim waist against his. She ran her hands over his back, aroused by the feel of his large hard body. He peeled off his shirt and she gazed at his vast shoulders, then placed her hands on his well-stacked chest and squeezed gently before kissing him some more, allowing his hands to unzip her dress and strip her out of it. Pulling off his shoes and socks, Sean unbuttoned his jeans with one forceful tug and soon he was standing in his tight red boxers, enjoying the lustful gaze Frankie gave to his bulging shorts. He pulled her onto the bed and they continued to explore each other's bodies with their warm lips and curious fingers. Although he'd enjoyed his night time quickie, Sean was pleased to have more time to explore this girl's body, to tease each other and get each other wild. As her bra came off and his mouth moved to her ample tits, he licked one nipple softly while giving the other a playful pinch. She gasped and her hand shot down to his bulging boxers. She ran her index finger over the outline of his cock and giggled at its obvious size, then closed her fingers around the bulge and gently played with him through his shorts. Rolling on top of her, he kissed her more passionately and she slid her hand round the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down at the back. She reached both hands around his body and gripped the large firm cheeks of his ass. Moving down her body, kissing every inch, he gripped her thong in his teeth and slowly tugged it down, then removed it with his hands while his head dived between her legs and began to lap softly at her clit, enjoying the taste of her wetness before probing her pussy with the tip of his tongue, then sliding it all the way in. He pulled her to him, kissing her with a mouth that was wet with her cunt, then laid back slightly, tempting her with his sculpted body. She licked and kissed his hips, then tugged down his boxers and, after a few seconds staring at the size of his cock, began to suck him off. Gripping his flaccid meat in her hand, she marvelled at how his soft dick was bigger than her ex's hardon. She ran the tip of her tongue around the shaft in spirals then from the base up to the head, taking the purple helmet between her lips and letting it fill her mouth.
But something was wrong. Sean was usually rock hard by now and his softness was making him anxious. He pulled the girl towards him and kissed her, wanking his dick encouragingly. When nothing happened, her went back to licking her out, flicking her clit with his finger, then sliding three inside her pussy to get her ready for his cock, all the time jerking with his right hand to awaken his sleeping weapon. Climbing up her body, he spread her legs and tried to push his soft dick into her, then looked down with defeat.
'Shit, sorry babe. I think I tired myself out at rugby practice.'
The girl looked at him with a mixture of sympathy and disappointment, both of which made Sean feel even worse. She reached out and tried to encourage his cock with her hand but still it hung limp and useless.
'I'd better go,' she said, beginning to rise from the bed and reach for her underwear.
'No, wait... I... '
Sean was thinking fast and then it came to him. Jumping from the bed, he ran towards the door and left the room.
'Gimme sixty seconds.'
The girl laid back on the bed, not hopeful.
Sean raced into the kitchen, remembering seeing Lottie unpack a coffee machine. Quadruple shot espresso should do it, he thought to himself.
'Woah dude!'
Ash was walking out of his bedroom when he saw Sean, naked, bending over the coffee machine, his beautiful plump ass on show.
'Y'alright mate!' Sean called over his shoulder, oblivious to his flatmates surprise at finding him naked in the kitchen. As the capsule coffee steamed into the cup, Sean grabbed it and started heading back to his room. Ash's mouth fell open at the sight of Sean's massive flopping cock.
'Wow.'
Still oblivious to the reaction he was causing, his mind focussed on giving Frankie a good seeing-to, Sean paused in front of Ash, held out his soft cock and gestured at the coffee.
'I brought a girl back and can't fucking get it up. I figured coffee'd do the trick. Fucking nightmare, eh, mate!'
And with that he darted back into his room.
Frankie was still lying on the bed, her sweet snatch on view and still wet and tempting. Sean grinned, knocked back the coffee like he would a pint, and shook his head as the caffeine pulsed through him. He dropped to the floor and did twenty incredibly fast press-ups and when he jumped back to his feet, Frankie watched with glee as his dick started to rise, thickening and hardening and throbbing eagerly.
'I just needed a coffee babe to get me going! Sorry to make you wait!'
She smiled broadly, filled with desire.
'Not a problem at all, you look as if you're gonna be worth the wait.'
'Oh babe, I certainly am!'
Climbing on top of her, Sean spread her legs masterfully as they kissed once more. He guided his fingers back into her pussy, easing her wide.
'You ready babe, cos I'm feeling like a fucking rocket after that coffee.'
'Oh yeah,' she panted, desperate to be fucked senseless, 'gimme all you've got.'
Sean thought about easing his dick in gently but the girl last night had loved having it straight up her and he'd loved the look of shock and arousal on her face. Kneeling on the bed, he gripped her ankles and brought them to rest over his broad shoulders. Pulling her waist towards him, he licked her right leg lustfully. Gripping his dick, he teased her wet pussy with the head. She breathed in sharply, obviously readying herself. He broke into a broad sexy grin and surged inside her.
'Oh fuck!'
'Yeah, you like that babe?'
'That – is – fucking – AMAZING!'
As he hammered away in his caffeine-high, listening to Frankie gasp and squeal, Sean flexed his huge biceps for her.
'Plenty more where that came from sexy. Get ready for the fuck of your life!'
An hour later, he was leading Frankie into his room. He hadn't expected to pull that afternoon and was relieved that he'd tidied a little before leaving for the rugby trials that morning. Dropping his kit bag on the floor, he pulled her to him and kissed her deeply, feeling her slim waist against his. She ran her hands over his back, aroused by the feel of his large hard body. He peeled off his shirt and she gazed at his vast shoulders, then placed her hands on his well-stacked chest and squeezed gently before kissing him some more, allowing his hands to unzip her dress and strip her out of it. Pulling off his shoes and socks, Sean unbuttoned his jeans with one forceful tug and soon he was standing in his tight red boxers, enjoying the lustful gaze Frankie gave to his bulging shorts. He pulled her onto the bed and they continued to explore each other's bodies with their warm lips and curious fingers. Although he'd enjoyed his night time quickie, Sean was pleased to have more time to explore this girl's body, to tease each other and get each other wild. As her bra came off and his mouth moved to her ample tits, he licked one nipple softly while giving the other a playful pinch. She gasped and her hand shot down to his bulging boxers. She ran her index finger over the outline of his cock and giggled at its obvious size, then closed her fingers around the bulge and gently played with him through his shorts. Rolling on top of her, he kissed her more passionately and she slid her hand round the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down at the back. She reached both hands around his body and gripped the large firm cheeks of his ass. Moving down her body, kissing every inch, he gripped her thong in his teeth and slowly tugged it down, then removed it with his hands while his head dived between her legs and began to lap softly at her clit, enjoying the taste of her wetness before probing her pussy with the tip of his tongue, then sliding it all the way in. He pulled her to him, kissing her with a mouth that was wet with her cunt, then laid back slightly, tempting her with his sculpted body. She licked and kissed his hips, then tugged down his boxers and, after a few seconds staring at the size of his cock, began to suck him off. Gripping his flaccid meat in her hand, she marvelled at how his soft dick was bigger than her ex's hardon. She ran the tip of her tongue around the shaft in spirals then from the base up to the head, taking the purple helmet between her lips and letting it fill her mouth.
But something was wrong. Sean was usually rock hard by now and his softness was making him anxious. He pulled the girl towards him and kissed her, wanking his dick encouragingly. When nothing happened, her went back to licking her out, flicking her clit with his finger, then sliding three inside her pussy to get her ready for his cock, all the time jerking with his right hand to awaken his sleeping weapon. Climbing up her body, he spread her legs and tried to push his soft dick into her, then looked down with defeat.
'Shit, sorry babe. I think I tired myself out at rugby practice.'
The girl looked at him with a mixture of sympathy and disappointment, both of which made Sean feel even worse. She reached out and tried to encourage his cock with her hand but still it hung limp and useless.
'I'd better go,' she said, beginning to rise from the bed and reach for her underwear.
'No, wait... I... '
Sean was thinking fast and then it came to him. Jumping from the bed, he ran towards the door and left the room.
'Gimme sixty seconds.'
The girl laid back on the bed, not hopeful.
Sean raced into the kitchen, remembering seeing Lottie unpack a coffee machine. Quadruple shot espresso should do it, he thought to himself.
'Woah dude!'
Ash was walking out of his bedroom when he saw Sean, naked, bending over the coffee machine, his beautiful plump ass on show.
'Y'alright mate!' Sean called over his shoulder, oblivious to his flatmates surprise at finding him naked in the kitchen. As the capsule coffee steamed into the cup, Sean grabbed it and started heading back to his room. Ash's mouth fell open at the sight of Sean's massive flopping cock.
'Wow.'
Still oblivious to the reaction he was causing, his mind focussed on giving Frankie a good seeing-to, Sean paused in front of Ash, held out his soft cock and gestured at the coffee.
'I brought a girl back and can't fucking get it up. I figured coffee'd do the trick. Fucking nightmare, eh, mate!'
And with that he darted back into his room.
Frankie was still lying on the bed, her sweet snatch on view and still wet and tempting. Sean grinned, knocked back the coffee like he would a pint, and shook his head as the caffeine pulsed through him. He dropped to the floor and did twenty incredibly fast press-ups and when he jumped back to his feet, Frankie watched with glee as his dick started to rise, thickening and hardening and throbbing eagerly.
'I just needed a coffee babe to get me going! Sorry to make you wait!'
She smiled broadly, filled with desire.
'Not a problem at all, you look as if you're gonna be worth the wait.'
'Oh babe, I certainly am!'
Climbing on top of her, Sean spread her legs masterfully as they kissed once more. He guided his fingers back into her pussy, easing her wide.
'You ready babe, cos I'm feeling like a fucking rocket after that coffee.'
'Oh yeah,' she panted, desperate to be fucked senseless, 'gimme all you've got.'
Sean thought about easing his dick in gently but the girl last night had loved having it straight up her and he'd loved the look of shock and arousal on her face. Kneeling on the bed, he gripped her ankles and brought them to rest over his broad shoulders. Pulling her waist towards him, he licked her right leg lustfully. Gripping his dick, he teased her wet pussy with the head. She breathed in sharply, obviously readying herself. He broke into a broad sexy grin and surged inside her.
'Oh fuck!'
'Yeah, you like that babe?'
'That – is – fucking – AMAZING!'
As he hammered away in his caffeine-high, listening to Frankie gasp and squeal, Sean flexed his huge biceps for her.
'Plenty more where that came from sexy. Get ready for the fuck of your life!'
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maybe Sean could share his girth with us.
Love the description of his 10 incher and females' reactions but
would enjoy visualizing his monster cock with its thickness too.
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Chapter Five
Sean woke to the blissful feeling of Frankie's tongue wrapped around his steadily thickening cock. As his morning glory took hold, he exhaled with pleasure, slowly opening his eyes and looking down at the girl who was kissing and caressing his rock hard cock.
'Morning big boy,' she grinned sexily before taking him inside her mouth.
'That is the best fucking wake-up call in the world!' Sean laughed aloud, let his head fall back on the pillow, closing his eyes as he enjoyed himself.
Sean's mobile buzzed with a text and he reached across to retrieve it from the bedside table. Sliding his finger across the screen, the phone lit up with a text from Rob:
Morning matey – don't forget you owe me a tenner!
Good nite?
Sean grinned and flicked his phone onto the camera.
'Smile babe!'
Frankie smiled back at him as well as she could with his bellend between her lips. He took the snap and sent it back to Rob
Amazing
Within second, a reply came buzzing back:
Mate that is a fucking moster!
Sean grinned and laughed aloud once more, interrupted by another text coming through from Rob:
Your dick looks quite big too.
His laughter increasing at Rob's cheekiness, he looked down at Frankie and decided he should fuck her before going to uni.
Lifting her up, he swung his legs off the bed and carried her to the far wall not adjoining the other rooms in the apartment.
'You like it rough then?' he whispered as he positioned her facing the wall, kissing his way from the nape of her neck, down her spine to her sweet plump ass. He bit into the peach of her right buttock, making her squeal with delight, then stood up, taking her wrists in each of his hands and stretching her arms out. Pushing her legs apart with his feet, he moved his hips forward and teased her already wet pussy with the twitching head of his cock.
'You want it,' he breathed before biting her neck and slamming his weapon inside her. She screamed out with joy and he clutched her wrists harder as he fucked her faster and faster, panting heavily as he gave it his all like a morning workout. They came together and slid to the floor, exhausted and wet with sweat and cum.
That evening, Sean joined the rest of the rugby team for their first party of the term. He knew they were starting in the clubhouse then moving on to some of the pubs and clubs in the city. During the day, he'd discussed with Rob and some of the other new members what they thought the night would hold. Deano's mention of initiation had got them all a little apprehensive.
'They'll probably make us walk home in our boxers or something,' Rob had suggested.
'I think last year, they made the lads go in a pub naked and order a round of drinks,' added Will, clearly more nervous than the others.
'Who cares,' laughed Matt, 'we'll be wankered anyway!'
Matt had already proven himself to be the joker of the seven newbies. Whilst Rob and Sean were clearly the best looking, he was the funniest, always quick to rattle off a crazy story or knock out a killer one-liner.
When Sean walked through the clubhouse doors, he was handed a pint by the team captain, Ben, and introduced to the different lads. As the beer flowed, the team chatted, bonded, took the piss out each other, and had a good time.
Two hours later, at 9-30pm, Deano stood up, turned off the music and took charge of proceedings. Sean glanced and Rob, who was looking equally worried.
'Okay newbies, can we have you on the stage please.'
Reluctantly, the seven men, moved across to the small raised platform at the end of the room while the rest of the team clapped rhythmically like a tribal beat.
'First thing,' Deano continued, 'welcome to the best uni rugby team in the world!'
There were roars of approval from the players.
'Now get naked.'
The players cheered and laughed as the seven newbies looked at each other, realising they didn't really have a choice. Initiation was all about making a twat of yourself. Slowly they began to undress. All seven were muscular lads, near the peak of their physical fitness. Sean, along with Will, probably had the broadest shoulders but he couldn’t deny that Rob's body was the best defined. He noticed the eight-pack again with some jealousy. Matt was the least well-defined but was laughing away as he happily pulled off his clothes and joined in the fun.
Looking along the line at each other, the newbies pulled down their boxers simultaneously.
'Woah!' the rest of the team hollered as they caught sight of Sean's huge cock swinging between his legs. Despite his pride, he blushed a little at being inspected by the other fifteen men. Remembering Rob's words that the biggest guy always got the most punishment, he looked across and saw his make grinning mischievously back at him.
'Okay boys,' began Deano, 'first we have a little competition for you. First to get hard. Last man not standing gets a forfeit. And we thought we'd give you a helping hand.'
As he spoke, the players suddenly started wolf-whistling and hollering. The lads turned round to see a group of beautiful girls, clad only in the tiniest black underwear enter from the door behind them, each carrying a bottle of baby oil.
'Eyes front please boys,' commanded Deano.
The newbies fixed their eyes on the players as the girls began to take their places behind them, starting with Matt at the far end of the line. As the girls took their places, suddenly the room burst into raucous laughter. Sean looked behind him to see that he hadn't got a gorgeous model but, instead, he'd been allocated a pensioner. The wrinkled had grinned toothlessly at him, her huge sagging tits filling her bra and hanging down almost to her waist. As he turned back to face the room, filled with a look of disgust, the players laughed even more loudly.
'Hey mate,' called across Rob, 'she's almost as bad as the one you pulled last night.'
Seeing the funny side, Sean grinned and accepted that he was probably going to lose the challenge.......
Sean woke to the blissful feeling of Frankie's tongue wrapped around his steadily thickening cock. As his morning glory took hold, he exhaled with pleasure, slowly opening his eyes and looking down at the girl who was kissing and caressing his rock hard cock.
'Morning big boy,' she grinned sexily before taking him inside her mouth.
'That is the best fucking wake-up call in the world!' Sean laughed aloud, let his head fall back on the pillow, closing his eyes as he enjoyed himself.
Sean's mobile buzzed with a text and he reached across to retrieve it from the bedside table. Sliding his finger across the screen, the phone lit up with a text from Rob:
Morning matey – don't forget you owe me a tenner!
Good nite?
Sean grinned and flicked his phone onto the camera.
'Smile babe!'
Frankie smiled back at him as well as she could with his bellend between her lips. He took the snap and sent it back to Rob
Amazing
Within second, a reply came buzzing back:
Mate that is a fucking moster!
Sean grinned and laughed aloud once more, interrupted by another text coming through from Rob:
Your dick looks quite big too.
His laughter increasing at Rob's cheekiness, he looked down at Frankie and decided he should fuck her before going to uni.
Lifting her up, he swung his legs off the bed and carried her to the far wall not adjoining the other rooms in the apartment.
'You like it rough then?' he whispered as he positioned her facing the wall, kissing his way from the nape of her neck, down her spine to her sweet plump ass. He bit into the peach of her right buttock, making her squeal with delight, then stood up, taking her wrists in each of his hands and stretching her arms out. Pushing her legs apart with his feet, he moved his hips forward and teased her already wet pussy with the twitching head of his cock.
'You want it,' he breathed before biting her neck and slamming his weapon inside her. She screamed out with joy and he clutched her wrists harder as he fucked her faster and faster, panting heavily as he gave it his all like a morning workout. They came together and slid to the floor, exhausted and wet with sweat and cum.
That evening, Sean joined the rest of the rugby team for their first party of the term. He knew they were starting in the clubhouse then moving on to some of the pubs and clubs in the city. During the day, he'd discussed with Rob and some of the other new members what they thought the night would hold. Deano's mention of initiation had got them all a little apprehensive.
'They'll probably make us walk home in our boxers or something,' Rob had suggested.
'I think last year, they made the lads go in a pub naked and order a round of drinks,' added Will, clearly more nervous than the others.
'Who cares,' laughed Matt, 'we'll be wankered anyway!'
Matt had already proven himself to be the joker of the seven newbies. Whilst Rob and Sean were clearly the best looking, he was the funniest, always quick to rattle off a crazy story or knock out a killer one-liner.
When Sean walked through the clubhouse doors, he was handed a pint by the team captain, Ben, and introduced to the different lads. As the beer flowed, the team chatted, bonded, took the piss out each other, and had a good time.
Two hours later, at 9-30pm, Deano stood up, turned off the music and took charge of proceedings. Sean glanced and Rob, who was looking equally worried.
'Okay newbies, can we have you on the stage please.'
Reluctantly, the seven men, moved across to the small raised platform at the end of the room while the rest of the team clapped rhythmically like a tribal beat.
'First thing,' Deano continued, 'welcome to the best uni rugby team in the world!'
There were roars of approval from the players.
'Now get naked.'
The players cheered and laughed as the seven newbies looked at each other, realising they didn't really have a choice. Initiation was all about making a twat of yourself. Slowly they began to undress. All seven were muscular lads, near the peak of their physical fitness. Sean, along with Will, probably had the broadest shoulders but he couldn’t deny that Rob's body was the best defined. He noticed the eight-pack again with some jealousy. Matt was the least well-defined but was laughing away as he happily pulled off his clothes and joined in the fun.
Looking along the line at each other, the newbies pulled down their boxers simultaneously.
'Woah!' the rest of the team hollered as they caught sight of Sean's huge cock swinging between his legs. Despite his pride, he blushed a little at being inspected by the other fifteen men. Remembering Rob's words that the biggest guy always got the most punishment, he looked across and saw his make grinning mischievously back at him.
'Okay boys,' began Deano, 'first we have a little competition for you. First to get hard. Last man not standing gets a forfeit. And we thought we'd give you a helping hand.'
As he spoke, the players suddenly started wolf-whistling and hollering. The lads turned round to see a group of beautiful girls, clad only in the tiniest black underwear enter from the door behind them, each carrying a bottle of baby oil.
'Eyes front please boys,' commanded Deano.
The newbies fixed their eyes on the players as the girls began to take their places behind them, starting with Matt at the far end of the line. As the girls took their places, suddenly the room burst into raucous laughter. Sean looked behind him to see that he hadn't got a gorgeous model but, instead, he'd been allocated a pensioner. The wrinkled had grinned toothlessly at him, her huge sagging tits filling her bra and hanging down almost to her waist. As he turned back to face the room, filled with a look of disgust, the players laughed even more loudly.
'Hey mate,' called across Rob, 'she's almost as bad as the one you pulled last night.'
Seeing the funny side, Sean grinned and accepted that he was probably going to lose the challenge.......
...Stepping forward, Ben addressed his new teammates.
'Right then lads, the girls are gonna give you a bit of a massage and we'll see who's the horniest. Now, in the interest of fairness, if any of you are gay, say now and Deano will get his kit off and take over from one of our lovely ladies. The players started to laugh.
'Yeah I am.'
The room fell silent.
'Huh?'
All eyes had turned to Matt.
'I'm gay.'
'Oh, er...' Matt was momentarily caught by surprise, 'right then, Deano, get up there!'
'You what?'
'Well it was your idea.'
'Oh for fuck sake.'
Deano approached the stage, pulling of his t-shirt and dropping his trousers on the route. He was lean and muscular, standing only in a pair of tight black boxers.
'Mate, you matched the girls' colour scheme – that's pretty impressive,' laughed Ben.
'Gimme that,' Deano grumbled, taking the bottle of baby oil from Matt's girl as she giggled and disappeared back through the door she'd came.
'Okay,' announced Ben, '5, 4, 3, 2, 1 – get em up!'
The players laughed and cheered as the five girls, one pensioner and Deano poured baby oil on the newbies' chest and began to massage them. Sean grimaced as the old woman's rough and mottled skin caressed his pecs.
'Boom!'
He looked across to see Rob laughing victoriously, his dick instantly hard. He'd told Sean he was 8 inches long but what he hadn't revealed was how thick his cock was. It looked like a coke can and the bellend was huge. Will was second to get hard and Sean realised why he'd been so nervous: he wasn't exactly small but his cock was far from impressive. The girls began to encourage the boys more, oiling their stomachs and sliding greasy fingers down their cocks.
'Come on man!' urged Matt and the players laughed as Deano, wrapped his fingers round the new guys cock and tried to get him hard.
As the others began to get hard, Sean glanced down the line. Even floppy he was bigger than most of their hardons. He saw Rob swinging his meat from side to side and noticed again, with a quick stab of jealousy how thick it was; Sean could tell his knob was thicker than the other newbies but Rob's was something else.
The girls were now kissing the remaining boys to turn them on. The pensioner locked lips with Sean and he wanted to throw up. Matt looked down the line at Sean, the two of them the last to get hard. He looked at Deano.
'Oh for fuck sake!'
Opening his mouth, he started to tongue Matt, one hand massaging his chest, the other massaging his cock. Everyone was shouting and laughing. When Deano had finished, Matt looked down at his soft cock, grinned, turned to Will's girl who was standing to his left and began to kiss her. In a shot, his dick hardened.
'What the fuck!' exclaimed Deano. 'You're not even fucking gay!'
Matt burst into a big grin, happy to have got one over on one of the senior players in such a public way. The laughter increased as Deano raced from the staged and knocked back a pint to take the taste of Matt from his mouth. Ben brought the room to a hush and the girls disappeared back through the door. Six lads stood at full mast, grinning with a mixture of embarrassment and relief. Only Sean stood soft and unsuccessful, not consoled by the clear fact that he outmeasured all the other lads except Rob in his flaccid state.
'First forfeit of the night then,' shouted Ben, 'come on down, Seany.'
Sean made his way over to the other players as one of the girls returned through the door, this time wearing a white smock and carrying a small bag. Sean looked at Ben, quizzically.
'You're getting a wax mate – front, sack and crack!'
More laughter and Sean lay down as the girl spread hot wax over the neatly trimmed nest of dark pubic hair above his cock. Suddenly her hand jerked back. Simultaneously, there was a ripping sound, a chorus of empathetic pain from all the other men in the room, and the agonised shout of 'Fuck!!' from Sean. The girl held out the white strip of paper that now held his pubes and he looked down to see a raw red V where they'd once been growing. The players rolled him over and he thanked god he didn't have a hairy ass but it still hurt like hell as she ripped off what there was. As she turned her attention to his balls, he gritted his teeth to stave off the pain, as the rest of the room laughed. As the girl left he was handed a pint. Clutching the cold glass, rather than drinking it, he dropped his balls into the coolness to soothe them and grinned back at the other players. They slapped him around the shoulders and the music started again. Everyone went back to chatting as if nothing had happened and the newbies looked at each other, oiled up and semi hard, wondering what would happen next.
'Er...' Will had turned round to gather his clothes from the floor, only to find them gone.
'You won't be needing them, mate,' assured Ben with a grin.
'Here you go,' called Deano, and the newbies turned to see him carrying a box. Out of them, he threw a tiny neon pink thong to Will who caught it and looked at it in disbelief.
'Get it on then!'
Will pulled it up and it stretched luridly around his small cock.
'This one's for you,' said Deano, turning to Matt. 'I was saving it for Sean but actually you can wear it, you fake gay!'
Everyone laughed as Matt climbed into the lime green mankini he'd been handed. In fact, Matt seemed to find it just as funny as the main players.
Sean wondered what kind of embarrassing underwear he'd be given to put on. Deano walked towards him holding out a pair of small navy trunks with the word 'Dom' on the waistband. Given the circumstances it could have been worse, thought Sean as he retrieved them. But turned them round in order to step into them, he discovered a large hole embroidered into the back of the trunks and the word 'Sub' on the back of the waistband. With a downcast sigh, he stepped into them and tugged them up, well aware that the tight material clutched his buttocks firmly and showed off a welcoming entrance to his asshole.
'Not sure you'll get into these,' grinned Deano as he handed Rob his underwear for the night, but you'll have to try. Stepping into them, Rob found he'd been given the tiniest jock strap possible the red material forming a tube that showed off the exact shape and size of his dick. He and Sean looked at each other, first with embarrassment, then with laughter.
'Right everyone,' shouted Ben, 'time to get wasted!'..............
'Right then lads, the girls are gonna give you a bit of a massage and we'll see who's the horniest. Now, in the interest of fairness, if any of you are gay, say now and Deano will get his kit off and take over from one of our lovely ladies. The players started to laugh.
'Yeah I am.'
The room fell silent.
'Huh?'
All eyes had turned to Matt.
'I'm gay.'
'Oh, er...' Matt was momentarily caught by surprise, 'right then, Deano, get up there!'
'You what?'
'Well it was your idea.'
'Oh for fuck sake.'
Deano approached the stage, pulling of his t-shirt and dropping his trousers on the route. He was lean and muscular, standing only in a pair of tight black boxers.
'Mate, you matched the girls' colour scheme – that's pretty impressive,' laughed Ben.
'Gimme that,' Deano grumbled, taking the bottle of baby oil from Matt's girl as she giggled and disappeared back through the door she'd came.
'Okay,' announced Ben, '5, 4, 3, 2, 1 – get em up!'
The players laughed and cheered as the five girls, one pensioner and Deano poured baby oil on the newbies' chest and began to massage them. Sean grimaced as the old woman's rough and mottled skin caressed his pecs.
'Boom!'
He looked across to see Rob laughing victoriously, his dick instantly hard. He'd told Sean he was 8 inches long but what he hadn't revealed was how thick his cock was. It looked like a coke can and the bellend was huge. Will was second to get hard and Sean realised why he'd been so nervous: he wasn't exactly small but his cock was far from impressive. The girls began to encourage the boys more, oiling their stomachs and sliding greasy fingers down their cocks.
'Come on man!' urged Matt and the players laughed as Deano, wrapped his fingers round the new guys cock and tried to get him hard.
As the others began to get hard, Sean glanced down the line. Even floppy he was bigger than most of their hardons. He saw Rob swinging his meat from side to side and noticed again, with a quick stab of jealousy how thick it was; Sean could tell his knob was thicker than the other newbies but Rob's was something else.
The girls were now kissing the remaining boys to turn them on. The pensioner locked lips with Sean and he wanted to throw up. Matt looked down the line at Sean, the two of them the last to get hard. He looked at Deano.
'Oh for fuck sake!'
Opening his mouth, he started to tongue Matt, one hand massaging his chest, the other massaging his cock. Everyone was shouting and laughing. When Deano had finished, Matt looked down at his soft cock, grinned, turned to Will's girl who was standing to his left and began to kiss her. In a shot, his dick hardened.
'What the fuck!' exclaimed Deano. 'You're not even fucking gay!'
Matt burst into a big grin, happy to have got one over on one of the senior players in such a public way. The laughter increased as Deano raced from the staged and knocked back a pint to take the taste of Matt from his mouth. Ben brought the room to a hush and the girls disappeared back through the door. Six lads stood at full mast, grinning with a mixture of embarrassment and relief. Only Sean stood soft and unsuccessful, not consoled by the clear fact that he outmeasured all the other lads except Rob in his flaccid state.
'First forfeit of the night then,' shouted Ben, 'come on down, Seany.'
Sean made his way over to the other players as one of the girls returned through the door, this time wearing a white smock and carrying a small bag. Sean looked at Ben, quizzically.
'You're getting a wax mate – front, sack and crack!'
More laughter and Sean lay down as the girl spread hot wax over the neatly trimmed nest of dark pubic hair above his cock. Suddenly her hand jerked back. Simultaneously, there was a ripping sound, a chorus of empathetic pain from all the other men in the room, and the agonised shout of 'Fuck!!' from Sean. The girl held out the white strip of paper that now held his pubes and he looked down to see a raw red V where they'd once been growing. The players rolled him over and he thanked god he didn't have a hairy ass but it still hurt like hell as she ripped off what there was. As she turned her attention to his balls, he gritted his teeth to stave off the pain, as the rest of the room laughed. As the girl left he was handed a pint. Clutching the cold glass, rather than drinking it, he dropped his balls into the coolness to soothe them and grinned back at the other players. They slapped him around the shoulders and the music started again. Everyone went back to chatting as if nothing had happened and the newbies looked at each other, oiled up and semi hard, wondering what would happen next.
'Er...' Will had turned round to gather his clothes from the floor, only to find them gone.
'You won't be needing them, mate,' assured Ben with a grin.
'Here you go,' called Deano, and the newbies turned to see him carrying a box. Out of them, he threw a tiny neon pink thong to Will who caught it and looked at it in disbelief.
'Get it on then!'
Will pulled it up and it stretched luridly around his small cock.
'This one's for you,' said Deano, turning to Matt. 'I was saving it for Sean but actually you can wear it, you fake gay!'
Everyone laughed as Matt climbed into the lime green mankini he'd been handed. In fact, Matt seemed to find it just as funny as the main players.
Sean wondered what kind of embarrassing underwear he'd be given to put on. Deano walked towards him holding out a pair of small navy trunks with the word 'Dom' on the waistband. Given the circumstances it could have been worse, thought Sean as he retrieved them. But turned them round in order to step into them, he discovered a large hole embroidered into the back of the trunks and the word 'Sub' on the back of the waistband. With a downcast sigh, he stepped into them and tugged them up, well aware that the tight material clutched his buttocks firmly and showed off a welcoming entrance to his asshole.
'Not sure you'll get into these,' grinned Deano as he handed Rob his underwear for the night, but you'll have to try. Stepping into them, Rob found he'd been given the tiniest jock strap possible the red material forming a tube that showed off the exact shape and size of his dick. He and Sean looked at each other, first with embarrassment, then with laughter.
'Right everyone,' shouted Ben, 'time to get wasted!'..............
.....The twenty-two rugby players headed into the city and moved from pub to pub and bar to bar. Some doormen took one look at the seven muscular students clad only in the most ridiculous underwear and wouldn't let them in but most establishments were used to rugby club antics and welcomed the drinks tab they'd tally. Despite the embarrassment of being near-naked in a busy city on a Tuesday night, the newbies were pleased to find that all drinks were free, courtesy of the other players. Beer turned into vodka, which changed into whisky, and on into tequila. Although drunk, they were large lads and could handle their drink. It was only midnight and would take another two hours before any of them were actually pissed.
Deano was the first to leave the night out, hooking up with a beautiful blonde and disappearing with a wink that was followed by shouts of approval from his mates. Next it was Rob's turn to pull. He was clearly pleased to be the second guy to score, despite or perhaps because of the tiny red underwear that barely stretched across his chunky dick. Plenty of girls had looked Sean up and down, then laughed as they saw the red embroidered entrance at the back of his trunks. He'd almost accepted that he'd be going home alone for the first night since joining uni.
Leaning across the bar, giving his order to the smirking barman, he suddenly felt a cool, delicate hand on the base of his spine. He turned to find a small, pretty brunette grinning impishly back at him.
'Nice undies,' she giggled.
'Yeah,' smiled Sean hopefully, 'rugby club stuff, y'know. I'm Sean.'
'I thought your name was Sub,' and as she spoke she moved her hand over the trunks and circled the red hole with her index finger.
'It says Dom on the front,' Sean cut in confidently, 'that's more the sort of guy I am.'
He raised his eyebrow seductively and grinned.
'Shame,' she said, and her index finger slipped into the hole and teased the beefy cleft of his buttocks, 'and you're so smooth too!'
Sean eyes widened with surprise as her finger slowly probed between his cheeks and brushed teasingly against his asshole.
'Well I'm not always dominant,' he added hurriedly, not wanting to lose this girl who was clearly pure filth.
'Sure?' she demanded.
'Yeah!' he grinned.
And soon he was following her out of the bar while the other players looked on, clearly impressed.
'Get on the bed!'
The girl pressed her hand against his hard stomach and pushed playfully. Grinning naughtily, Sean lay back on the enticingly soft mattress of the large double bed. He wondered what was going to happen and, half drunk, began to get hard at the thought. Opening a drawer, the girl pulled out a shining pair of handcuffs.
'Ever been restrained?' she asked sexily.
'No but I'm fucking up for anything!' he laughed, drunkenly.
Once he was handcuffed to the bed, the girl stripped naked and climbed on top of him, kissing first his mouth, then his neck and his chest. Closing his eyes with pleasure, he felt her soft warm tongue dancing around his nipples. Suddenly he gave a yelp of pain and his eyes snapped open. He strained against the handcuffs but couldn't move.
'Don't worry,' she soothed as he looked down at the small peg she'd attached to his right nipple, 'it's to heighten the pleasure.' And, with that, she attached a second peg to his other nippled. He breathed in sharply but realised he also liked the kind of warm sensation running around his chest. She began kissing his stomach and then started to peel off his trunks. He was rock hard now and as the waistband finally lowered below his huge, straining cock, his column of erect meat jerked back, slapped against his stomach and then righted itself, standing tall and proud at a ninety degree angle.
'Wow, I'm glad I chose you.'
Sean grinned broadly, his mind half-fuzzy with alcohol and horniness.
'You like your lads big, do you?'
'Oh yeah,' she grinned and reached back into the drawer to retrieve a tape measure. Giggling, she read off ten inches in length, then wrapped it around his girth and announced 6.5 inches. He suddenly thought of Rob's cock and wondered just how girthy it was. Before he could think too long, her lips were around his dick and he was moaning with pleasure. He longed to grab her by the hair and fuck her face but he could only strain against the handcuffs.
Looking up at his bulging biceps, she smiled with lust, climbed up his body and began to ease herself down on his massive shaft. The feeling of her tighten wet cunt pressing against his bellend made Sean even hornier and as she took him all the way in and began to ride him, he flexed more but still hopelessly against his restraints. Her hands resting on his rocky pecs, the girl rode his dick like a slut, fast and furious, screaming with pleasure as she flicked her hips up and down and used him like a fucking stick. Her tits bounced up and down and Sean longed to suck and bite them but couldn't reach. The temptation and arousal was enormous. Reaching to the drawer, she pulled out a slim silver vibrator and teased him by putting it between his lips. Laughingly, he pretended to suck it for her.
Spinning herself around she started riding him in reverse. He watched with frustrated delight as he sweet little ass bobbed up and down, longing to slap it or squeeze it. As she fucked him harder and harder, he felt the vibrator pressing against his asshole. Nervously he felt it enter him and the electric throb pulsed up his body.
'Fuck!' he exclaimed.
She laughed as she continued to master his huge cock, treating her soaking wet pussy to it rare length. With one hand she teased his ass, with the other she playfully massaged his balls, and with the rest of her body she rode him like a cowboy on a bull, screaming with joy at the ceiling.
'Jesus, I'm gonna come!' breathed Sean excitedly.
'Not yet!' she urged, leaning back and pressing a hand against his stomach as she fucked his cock harder and harder, faster and faster. He tried to steady himself as her sexual onslaught continued and suddenly she howled into orgasm, dived off his cock and jerked his dick roughly until his load shot out over his chest. Giggling, she licked it up, looking at him sexily as she ran the cum-covered tip of her tongue around her red lips.
'That was fucking amazing!' Sean panted, aware that his muscles were rippling like he'd had a work out. She uncuffed him and his arms fell exhausted by his sides.
'Do you want a coffee before you go?
Sean had never been dismissed so abruptly but he quite liked the girl's style. Fuck em and go was increasingly popular in his outlook and this girl had it down to an art.
'Yeah cheers – white one sugar.'
Getting of the bed, he picked up his initiation trunks and the keys to his apartment.
'Say, can borrow a tenner for a taxi?'
'Sure,' she laughed from the kitchen.
Looking at himself in the mirror, covered in sweat, the remnants of a bottle of baby oil, and a streak of cum, he called back, 'I don't suppose you've got any clothes that'll fit me too?'
She returned with a coffee and pair of her flatmate's old tracksuit bottoms that almost fitted. She threw him her baggiest t-shirt which he just about managed to stretch over his muscular frame.
'Cheers babe, you're pretty amazing.'
'Thanks rugby boy, and you've got an amazing cock. Now finish your coffee and bugger off so I can get some sleep.'
Knocking back the mug of coffee, Sean headed for the door.
'See you around, babe!' he called.
'You too, big boy!'
Top bird, thought Sean and closed the door behind him.
Deano was the first to leave the night out, hooking up with a beautiful blonde and disappearing with a wink that was followed by shouts of approval from his mates. Next it was Rob's turn to pull. He was clearly pleased to be the second guy to score, despite or perhaps because of the tiny red underwear that barely stretched across his chunky dick. Plenty of girls had looked Sean up and down, then laughed as they saw the red embroidered entrance at the back of his trunks. He'd almost accepted that he'd be going home alone for the first night since joining uni.
Leaning across the bar, giving his order to the smirking barman, he suddenly felt a cool, delicate hand on the base of his spine. He turned to find a small, pretty brunette grinning impishly back at him.
'Nice undies,' she giggled.
'Yeah,' smiled Sean hopefully, 'rugby club stuff, y'know. I'm Sean.'
'I thought your name was Sub,' and as she spoke she moved her hand over the trunks and circled the red hole with her index finger.
'It says Dom on the front,' Sean cut in confidently, 'that's more the sort of guy I am.'
He raised his eyebrow seductively and grinned.
'Shame,' she said, and her index finger slipped into the hole and teased the beefy cleft of his buttocks, 'and you're so smooth too!'
Sean eyes widened with surprise as her finger slowly probed between his cheeks and brushed teasingly against his asshole.
'Well I'm not always dominant,' he added hurriedly, not wanting to lose this girl who was clearly pure filth.
'Sure?' she demanded.
'Yeah!' he grinned.
And soon he was following her out of the bar while the other players looked on, clearly impressed.
'Get on the bed!'
The girl pressed her hand against his hard stomach and pushed playfully. Grinning naughtily, Sean lay back on the enticingly soft mattress of the large double bed. He wondered what was going to happen and, half drunk, began to get hard at the thought. Opening a drawer, the girl pulled out a shining pair of handcuffs.
'Ever been restrained?' she asked sexily.
'No but I'm fucking up for anything!' he laughed, drunkenly.
Once he was handcuffed to the bed, the girl stripped naked and climbed on top of him, kissing first his mouth, then his neck and his chest. Closing his eyes with pleasure, he felt her soft warm tongue dancing around his nipples. Suddenly he gave a yelp of pain and his eyes snapped open. He strained against the handcuffs but couldn't move.
'Don't worry,' she soothed as he looked down at the small peg she'd attached to his right nipple, 'it's to heighten the pleasure.' And, with that, she attached a second peg to his other nippled. He breathed in sharply but realised he also liked the kind of warm sensation running around his chest. She began kissing his stomach and then started to peel off his trunks. He was rock hard now and as the waistband finally lowered below his huge, straining cock, his column of erect meat jerked back, slapped against his stomach and then righted itself, standing tall and proud at a ninety degree angle.
'Wow, I'm glad I chose you.'
Sean grinned broadly, his mind half-fuzzy with alcohol and horniness.
'You like your lads big, do you?'
'Oh yeah,' she grinned and reached back into the drawer to retrieve a tape measure. Giggling, she read off ten inches in length, then wrapped it around his girth and announced 6.5 inches. He suddenly thought of Rob's cock and wondered just how girthy it was. Before he could think too long, her lips were around his dick and he was moaning with pleasure. He longed to grab her by the hair and fuck her face but he could only strain against the handcuffs.
Looking up at his bulging biceps, she smiled with lust, climbed up his body and began to ease herself down on his massive shaft. The feeling of her tighten wet cunt pressing against his bellend made Sean even hornier and as she took him all the way in and began to ride him, he flexed more but still hopelessly against his restraints. Her hands resting on his rocky pecs, the girl rode his dick like a slut, fast and furious, screaming with pleasure as she flicked her hips up and down and used him like a fucking stick. Her tits bounced up and down and Sean longed to suck and bite them but couldn't reach. The temptation and arousal was enormous. Reaching to the drawer, she pulled out a slim silver vibrator and teased him by putting it between his lips. Laughingly, he pretended to suck it for her.
Spinning herself around she started riding him in reverse. He watched with frustrated delight as he sweet little ass bobbed up and down, longing to slap it or squeeze it. As she fucked him harder and harder, he felt the vibrator pressing against his asshole. Nervously he felt it enter him and the electric throb pulsed up his body.
'Fuck!' he exclaimed.
She laughed as she continued to master his huge cock, treating her soaking wet pussy to it rare length. With one hand she teased his ass, with the other she playfully massaged his balls, and with the rest of her body she rode him like a cowboy on a bull, screaming with joy at the ceiling.
'Jesus, I'm gonna come!' breathed Sean excitedly.
'Not yet!' she urged, leaning back and pressing a hand against his stomach as she fucked his cock harder and harder, faster and faster. He tried to steady himself as her sexual onslaught continued and suddenly she howled into orgasm, dived off his cock and jerked his dick roughly until his load shot out over his chest. Giggling, she licked it up, looking at him sexily as she ran the cum-covered tip of her tongue around her red lips.
'That was fucking amazing!' Sean panted, aware that his muscles were rippling like he'd had a work out. She uncuffed him and his arms fell exhausted by his sides.
'Do you want a coffee before you go?
Sean had never been dismissed so abruptly but he quite liked the girl's style. Fuck em and go was increasingly popular in his outlook and this girl had it down to an art.
'Yeah cheers – white one sugar.'
Getting of the bed, he picked up his initiation trunks and the keys to his apartment.
'Say, can borrow a tenner for a taxi?'
'Sure,' she laughed from the kitchen.
Looking at himself in the mirror, covered in sweat, the remnants of a bottle of baby oil, and a streak of cum, he called back, 'I don't suppose you've got any clothes that'll fit me too?'
She returned with a coffee and pair of her flatmate's old tracksuit bottoms that almost fitted. She threw him her baggiest t-shirt which he just about managed to stretch over his muscular frame.
'Cheers babe, you're pretty amazing.'
'Thanks rugby boy, and you've got an amazing cock. Now finish your coffee and bugger off so I can get some sleep.'
Knocking back the mug of coffee, Sean headed for the door.
'See you around, babe!' he called.
'You too, big boy!'
Top bird, thought Sean and closed the door behind him.
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What an amazing story so far! Looking forward to seeing what happens to make Sean’s member grow to the 12 inches of the original series!
