Sean, the well-hung rugby stud
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Chapter 15
Next day, on the team bus to their first away game of the year, Sean was full of himself. Having shagged six girls in twenty-four hours, he wanted everyone to know about it. His teammates had plenty of their own stories too and the eighty mile journey north passed in a haze of beer and boasting. They were staying two nights at the opposition university and whilst the game the next day would be deadly serious, they were looking forward to two evenings of debauchery in a different city.
Sean, Rob and Will were sharing a room and as they got changed for the evening out, they joked about being the sexiest fuckers on the team. Each had done press-ups on the floor to get his body looking its best, then took turns in the shower, comfortably walking around their small room naked as they towelled off and chose their evening clothes. Though Will was much smaller below the waist than his two roommates, he was equally well built and was now know for his ability to bag a threesome wherever they went and to keep fucking for ages, so he was not intimidated by Sean's long dick that swung from side to side as he moved, nor Rob's thick dong hanging weightily between his legs.
Out on the town, all the rugby lads were keen to pick up a girl from the uni, seeing it as another way of beating the opposition by banging their women. Sean was pleased when he was the first to pull.
'Don't wait up,' he winked at Rob and Alex before disappearing with a black haired hotty in a barely-there red dress.
'Cocky fucker,' moaned Will, still looking round the bar for his prey.
'We'll not be going home alone, mate,' laughed Rob. 'Just cos he bagged the first bird don't mean he got the best one!'
With his hands inside the girl's dress, playing with her squeezable tits while he kissed her and the taxi zoomed across town back to the halls of residence, Sean would have disagreed with Rob.
'You're fucking gorgeous, baby,' he purred as he momentarily disengaged from her lips. Her hand brushed against the crotch of his jeans. He hardened slightly and her hand returned, lingered, squeezed.
'Oh my...' she giggled, slightly embarrassed.
In reply, Sean kissed her again, enjoying the way she caressed his cock through his jeans, then slipped the straps of her dress over her shoulders and began to suck her tits in the back of the cab, his left hand between her legs, slowly stroking her thong, then creeping his finger under the material to feel her wetness and probe between the tight folds of her cunt. She moaned with uninhibited pleasure and, seeing the driver watching in the rear view mirror, Sean winked at him knowingly.
Once in her room, Sean tore her dress away and quickly pulled his own clothes off. The taxi journey had made him unbearably horny and now, no time for foreplay, he wanted to fuck. He felt like a wild animal that had been caged and as soon as his boxers were down and tossed across the floor, his hard cock unsheathed like a sword, he pounced on the girl and pulled her on to the bed. She screamed with excitement as she felt his huge muscular body bearing down on her, his strong grip taking control of her limbs, then his dick, so hard and long, surging inside her.
With the girl's legs spread, his abs and pecs hard and sweating against her soft stomach and her jiggling tits, and his forearms rested on the bed either side of her head, Sean hammered away. His hips thrust back and forth as he grunted like a fierce animal, his exertion drowned out by her screams of pleasure. Sometimes he liked a girl to take charge but tonight he just wanted to dominate and fuck. Soon he had her on all fours, slapping the warm brown skin of her buttocks as he ploughed inside her. He looked down and watched, pleased with himself, as his enormous throbbing cock, soaked by her pussy, ricocheted in and out of her body. They rolled across the sheets, soon soaked and sticky with sex, trying new positions as he showed her all his masculine power. Time ticked away and Sean kept fucking, always eager for her to cum again and again while he was still yet to shoot his load. Finally he pulled her panting face down to his waist and she closed her lips around his cock just as he roared with satisfaction and finished in her mouth.
Returning to his room about 3am, he unlocked the door very quietly and found everything in darkness. Remembering that his bed was the middle one, he pulled off his clothes with tiredness, allowing them to lay where they fell. He could just about make out the shape of Rob and Will in the beds either side of his. He wondered whether they'd pulled. While he really wanted to wake them up and boast about his session, he knew it was best to sleep. Climbing naked under the rough cotton sheet, his body felt exhausted but happy. As his head hit the pillow, his eyes drooped and he was asleep almost immediately.
He awoke, as usual, with a semi. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw a naked blonde laying on top of Rob's muscular frame, her arse curving beautifully in the dawn light coming through the window and one of her tits nicely on show. He licked his lips as he drank in the sight of her body, then realised there was another girl on the other side of Rob. The lucky fucker had bagged a threesome and Sean felt his cock harden at his own fantasies.
The blonde's eyes slowly opened and fastened on Sean. The bedsheet had mostly fallen away in the night and his entire body was on display apart from his cock which was barely hidden behind the last of the sheet. He smiled at her seductively and she smiled back, sexy, almost slyly. She didn't hide the fact that she was checking out his body and Sean lightly raised one eyebrow in invitation, wondering how she'd respond. She opened her sweet red mouth slightly and ran her moist pink tongue over her lips. He felt himself hardening even further, then watched as she lowered her head and dragged the tip of her tongue along Rob's girthy cock. It thickened and hardened in response and she licked the underside before taking its full thickness in her mouth. Rob moaned as he stirred from his sleep. Sean pretended to be waking at the same time and kept eye contact with his mate.
'Morning.'
'Morning.'
Rob looked down at the blonde and she smiled, first at Rob then at Sean. At that moment the other girl stirred next to Rob and at the blonde's urging began joining her at Rob's cock. Sean looked on with open jealousy as they licked kissed and swallowed those eight chunky inches, stretching their mouths around him with eagerness. Rob looked at Sean and grinned, knowing how much his mate, for all his enormous cock, had never had a threesome and was gagging for one.
'You wanna join us, mate?'
Sean looked at Rob and grinned......
Chapter 15
Next day, on the team bus to their first away game of the year, Sean was full of himself. Having shagged six girls in twenty-four hours, he wanted everyone to know about it. His teammates had plenty of their own stories too and the eighty mile journey north passed in a haze of beer and boasting. They were staying two nights at the opposition university and whilst the game the next day would be deadly serious, they were looking forward to two evenings of debauchery in a different city.
Sean, Rob and Will were sharing a room and as they got changed for the evening out, they joked about being the sexiest fuckers on the team. Each had done press-ups on the floor to get his body looking its best, then took turns in the shower, comfortably walking around their small room naked as they towelled off and chose their evening clothes. Though Will was much smaller below the waist than his two roommates, he was equally well built and was now know for his ability to bag a threesome wherever they went and to keep fucking for ages, so he was not intimidated by Sean's long dick that swung from side to side as he moved, nor Rob's thick dong hanging weightily between his legs.
Out on the town, all the rugby lads were keen to pick up a girl from the uni, seeing it as another way of beating the opposition by banging their women. Sean was pleased when he was the first to pull.
'Don't wait up,' he winked at Rob and Alex before disappearing with a black haired hotty in a barely-there red dress.
'Cocky fucker,' moaned Will, still looking round the bar for his prey.
'We'll not be going home alone, mate,' laughed Rob. 'Just cos he bagged the first bird don't mean he got the best one!'
With his hands inside the girl's dress, playing with her squeezable tits while he kissed her and the taxi zoomed across town back to the halls of residence, Sean would have disagreed with Rob.
'You're fucking gorgeous, baby,' he purred as he momentarily disengaged from her lips. Her hand brushed against the crotch of his jeans. He hardened slightly and her hand returned, lingered, squeezed.
'Oh my...' she giggled, slightly embarrassed.
In reply, Sean kissed her again, enjoying the way she caressed his cock through his jeans, then slipped the straps of her dress over her shoulders and began to suck her tits in the back of the cab, his left hand between her legs, slowly stroking her thong, then creeping his finger under the material to feel her wetness and probe between the tight folds of her cunt. She moaned with uninhibited pleasure and, seeing the driver watching in the rear view mirror, Sean winked at him knowingly.
Once in her room, Sean tore her dress away and quickly pulled his own clothes off. The taxi journey had made him unbearably horny and now, no time for foreplay, he wanted to fuck. He felt like a wild animal that had been caged and as soon as his boxers were down and tossed across the floor, his hard cock unsheathed like a sword, he pounced on the girl and pulled her on to the bed. She screamed with excitement as she felt his huge muscular body bearing down on her, his strong grip taking control of her limbs, then his dick, so hard and long, surging inside her.
With the girl's legs spread, his abs and pecs hard and sweating against her soft stomach and her jiggling tits, and his forearms rested on the bed either side of her head, Sean hammered away. His hips thrust back and forth as he grunted like a fierce animal, his exertion drowned out by her screams of pleasure. Sometimes he liked a girl to take charge but tonight he just wanted to dominate and fuck. Soon he had her on all fours, slapping the warm brown skin of her buttocks as he ploughed inside her. He looked down and watched, pleased with himself, as his enormous throbbing cock, soaked by her pussy, ricocheted in and out of her body. They rolled across the sheets, soon soaked and sticky with sex, trying new positions as he showed her all his masculine power. Time ticked away and Sean kept fucking, always eager for her to cum again and again while he was still yet to shoot his load. Finally he pulled her panting face down to his waist and she closed her lips around his cock just as he roared with satisfaction and finished in her mouth.
Returning to his room about 3am, he unlocked the door very quietly and found everything in darkness. Remembering that his bed was the middle one, he pulled off his clothes with tiredness, allowing them to lay where they fell. He could just about make out the shape of Rob and Will in the beds either side of his. He wondered whether they'd pulled. While he really wanted to wake them up and boast about his session, he knew it was best to sleep. Climbing naked under the rough cotton sheet, his body felt exhausted but happy. As his head hit the pillow, his eyes drooped and he was asleep almost immediately.
He awoke, as usual, with a semi. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw a naked blonde laying on top of Rob's muscular frame, her arse curving beautifully in the dawn light coming through the window and one of her tits nicely on show. He licked his lips as he drank in the sight of her body, then realised there was another girl on the other side of Rob. The lucky fucker had bagged a threesome and Sean felt his cock harden at his own fantasies.
The blonde's eyes slowly opened and fastened on Sean. The bedsheet had mostly fallen away in the night and his entire body was on display apart from his cock which was barely hidden behind the last of the sheet. He smiled at her seductively and she smiled back, sexy, almost slyly. She didn't hide the fact that she was checking out his body and Sean lightly raised one eyebrow in invitation, wondering how she'd respond. She opened her sweet red mouth slightly and ran her moist pink tongue over her lips. He felt himself hardening even further, then watched as she lowered her head and dragged the tip of her tongue along Rob's girthy cock. It thickened and hardened in response and she licked the underside before taking its full thickness in her mouth. Rob moaned as he stirred from his sleep. Sean pretended to be waking at the same time and kept eye contact with his mate.
'Morning.'
'Morning.'
Rob looked down at the blonde and she smiled, first at Rob then at Sean. At that moment the other girl stirred next to Rob and at the blonde's urging began joining her at Rob's cock. Sean looked on with open jealousy as they licked kissed and swallowed those eight chunky inches, stretching their mouths around him with eagerness. Rob looked at Sean and grinned, knowing how much his mate, for all his enormous cock, had never had a threesome and was gagging for one.
'You wanna join us, mate?'
Sean looked at Rob and grinned......
........'Stand up and show the girls what's on offer,' urged Rob with a wolfish grin.
Proudly, Sean got to his feet, his ten incher standing erect at a perfect ninety degree angle from his body.
'What do you reckon girls,' grinned Rob, 'you fancy two big rugby lads for breakfast?'
The blonde slowly pulled her lips away from Rob's cock.
'No... but he can watch if he likes.'
Sean was gutted and Rob couldn't help but laugh. The blonde shot a cruel grin at Sean then climbed up Rob's body and sat over his face.
'Sorry mate,' he managed to utter before her legs wrapped around his head and he began to lick her out.
'Nice call, Rob mate!'
Sean had forgotten all about Will. He turned around to find three people watching him. One girl already had Will's cock inside her, the other was astride his chest and kissing her friend.
'Put it away mate,' laughed Will and Sean realised that he was standing there with his erection pointing towards them.
Gutted but not wanting to seem sore, Sean forced out a laugh and headed to the bathroom.
'I'll leave you both to it.'
Once in the shower, under the harsh spray of the hot water, Sean wanked his cock frustratedly. He couldn’t come and, dissatisfied, he washed his body then stepped from the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. Standing in the small corridor that divided the bathroom and the main door from the bedroom, he could hear his two mates fucking their girls only a few metres away. He didn't want to go back in, looking like a spare tool but he couldn’t stand behind the door waiting until they'd finished. Instead, he opened the main door and decided to find a cafe for some breakfast.
The corridors of the uni were quiet. It was early Saturday morning and Sean padded across the floors, barefoot, wearing only his towel. He was unconscious of his sheer size and beauty, barely noticing the admiring looks of different students, male and female, that passed him by. It was only when he was some distance from his room that he realised he didn't have any money with him. Seeing a small group of girls gathered outside a room, he approached them hopefully.
'Excuse me girls...'
They turned towards him, their eyes lighting up at the sight of the half-naked hunk, his golden skin glowing and still damp from his shower.
'Er, my mates are a bit busy so I had to get out the room. I was gonna get a coffee or something but don't have my wallet. Could I scrounge a fiver or something?
He gave them his best smile, hoping it would convince them to part with their cash. The girls looked at each other, they seemed almost telepathic.
'Fiver if you drop the towel,' one of the calmly replied as her friends tried to conceal their grins of excitement.
Sean looked around the corridor. It was empty apart from him and the girls.
'Ah fuck it...'
He pulled at the folded waist and brought the towel away with his right hand.
'Wow!'
The girls were momentarily gobsmacked by what he'd unveiled, then broke into a mixture of praise, giggling, and clapping. The girl who'd originally spoke, dug into her pocket and pulled out a note.
'There you go – I think that's worth a tenner.'
Pleased he'd have enough for some breakfast, Sean smiled at the girls, thanked them and continued down the corridor. Deciding he liked them for being true to their word, he merely threw the towel over his shoulder as he walked away, giving them a good look at the plumpness of his meaty arse as he continued towards the cafe. Turning the corner, thought, he quickly rewrapped the towel around him, not wanting to get arrested for exposure or something.
Having his breakfast, Sean noticed some of the hostile glances shot towards him by other male students in the cafe. But he was clearly much bigger than all of them and they wouldn’t dare cross him. He didn’t see what the problem was: he'd usually have his breakfast in a towel if he was home in the apartment. And besides, all the girls in the room were clearly enjoying the view.
On his way back, he passed the door where the girls who gave him the money had been hanging out. After a second, he heard a soft whistle behind him. One of the girls was standing in the doorway, hand on hip, wearing cut off denim shorts and a tiny crop top.
'Hey big boy. I'm on my own now.'
They didn't say another word.
He emerged from the room, ninety minutes later, having worked off his breakfast and now needing another shower.
That afternoon, the team played likes gods, totally pasting the opposition, 36-0. Afterwards, there were beers in the showers, beers in the changing room, and beers in the clubhouse. By the time they got into town that night every player was already drunk.
Filled with confidence from their success the guys flirted with any girl in sight, regularly disappearing off to the toilets with one and returning with a fist punch to the air and cheering from their teammates.
'Something tells me you wouldn’t be as good off the field as you are on it!'
Sean turned around, the day's euphoria still on his face, to see two guys from the opposition. He'd been dancing around, acting the clown, and was annoyed to have his buzz killed by the two guys.
'Fuck off!'
The two opposition players gave each other a knowing smile and laughed.
'What?!'
'You not up for the challenge then?' the taller of the two guys asked.
'What are you talking about?' asked Sean, annoyed, his mind foggy from all the beer.
'See if you can measure up to me in the bedroom!'
Sean began to realise that he was talking to their team captain, memories of the game coming back to him through the haze of alcohol. He'd tackled the guys several times, making sure he never managed to score. He decided the guy was a prick.
'Any time, mate. Now fuck off.'
The captain laughed, gesturing with his arms to the crowd of women.
'How about now? Pick someone, give her a good time... loser gets a forfeit.'
Sean wasn't in the mood for a competition but was also totally incapable of turning a challenge down. Half an hour later, they were taking a taxi back to the university halls of residence with a drunk brunette in between them, her tits falling out of her top as she excitedly swapped kissing between the two rugby lads. Sean had sized up his competition, Sam, and decided he'd be fine. He was taller than Sean, possibly a bit broader, and he seemed incredibly confident, but if he could bring him down on the field he could bring him down in the bedroom.
'Oh yeah, Sean...' Sam called to the opposite seat while Sean necked on with the brunette, 'this is what happened to your team captain last year.'
As the girl moved positions to start kissing Sam, Sean looked at the mobile phone in his challenger's outstretched hand. The video began to play and Sean recognised Ben, butt naked, handcuffed to the doors of the rugby bus; as he struggled hopelessly, Sam appeared in shot with a tin of treacle, "Nothing like humiliating the opposition!" he grinned, and slowly tipped the viscous black liquid over Ben's head to the sound of much cheering, presumably all of Sam's teammates, "Okay mate, have a good evening, I'm sure your team will uncuff you in the morning – well they're gonna have to if they wanna get in your bus to go home!", more laughter and the video ended.
Sean was worried now. Since he'd joined the team, he'd only heard of the captain Ben outfucking people, and apparently quite easily. This meant Sam must be pretty good. He looked up and saw Sam watching him. He winked at Sean, knowing he'd got him worried and Sean realised he could well be in trouble. After boasting of banging six birds in twenty-four hours, he didn't want to now find himself tied to the bus, covered in treacle, and basically looking a twat.
His nerves increased when Sam unlocked the door to his room, ushering in the brunette they'd pulled, followed by Sean, and immediately whipped off his t-shirt. Sean looked across at him with a mixture of awe and annoyance: Sam's body looked immaculate, as if every muscle had been carved out of his rock-like body. To make matters worse, he tugged open his jean and pulled them down, proudly displaying a very prominent bulge in his black boxers. The girl immediately ran her hands over Sam's abs and pecs, licking her lips and marvelling at his body. Not used to feeling shy, Sean pulled off his own t-shirt. Although he had a great body, he knew he didn't look as good as Sam who was taller, broader, and totally ripped. He saw Sam's lips curl into a smirk as he crossed the room, openly flexing his shredded body for the pleasure of the brunette, then pulled a pair of pink fluffy handcuffs from a drawer and tossed them onto the floor by the door.
'Looks like you'll be needing those later mate,' he said with a wink before pulling the brunette in for a kiss, already completely owning the situation. Sean could picture himself handcuffed and humiliated in front of the rest of the team. Rob and Will would love it but Deano, who was always trying to show him up, would be the worst.......
Proudly, Sean got to his feet, his ten incher standing erect at a perfect ninety degree angle from his body.
'What do you reckon girls,' grinned Rob, 'you fancy two big rugby lads for breakfast?'
The blonde slowly pulled her lips away from Rob's cock.
'No... but he can watch if he likes.'
Sean was gutted and Rob couldn't help but laugh. The blonde shot a cruel grin at Sean then climbed up Rob's body and sat over his face.
'Sorry mate,' he managed to utter before her legs wrapped around his head and he began to lick her out.
'Nice call, Rob mate!'
Sean had forgotten all about Will. He turned around to find three people watching him. One girl already had Will's cock inside her, the other was astride his chest and kissing her friend.
'Put it away mate,' laughed Will and Sean realised that he was standing there with his erection pointing towards them.
Gutted but not wanting to seem sore, Sean forced out a laugh and headed to the bathroom.
'I'll leave you both to it.'
Once in the shower, under the harsh spray of the hot water, Sean wanked his cock frustratedly. He couldn’t come and, dissatisfied, he washed his body then stepped from the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. Standing in the small corridor that divided the bathroom and the main door from the bedroom, he could hear his two mates fucking their girls only a few metres away. He didn't want to go back in, looking like a spare tool but he couldn’t stand behind the door waiting until they'd finished. Instead, he opened the main door and decided to find a cafe for some breakfast.
The corridors of the uni were quiet. It was early Saturday morning and Sean padded across the floors, barefoot, wearing only his towel. He was unconscious of his sheer size and beauty, barely noticing the admiring looks of different students, male and female, that passed him by. It was only when he was some distance from his room that he realised he didn't have any money with him. Seeing a small group of girls gathered outside a room, he approached them hopefully.
'Excuse me girls...'
They turned towards him, their eyes lighting up at the sight of the half-naked hunk, his golden skin glowing and still damp from his shower.
'Er, my mates are a bit busy so I had to get out the room. I was gonna get a coffee or something but don't have my wallet. Could I scrounge a fiver or something?
He gave them his best smile, hoping it would convince them to part with their cash. The girls looked at each other, they seemed almost telepathic.
'Fiver if you drop the towel,' one of the calmly replied as her friends tried to conceal their grins of excitement.
Sean looked around the corridor. It was empty apart from him and the girls.
'Ah fuck it...'
He pulled at the folded waist and brought the towel away with his right hand.
'Wow!'
The girls were momentarily gobsmacked by what he'd unveiled, then broke into a mixture of praise, giggling, and clapping. The girl who'd originally spoke, dug into her pocket and pulled out a note.
'There you go – I think that's worth a tenner.'
Pleased he'd have enough for some breakfast, Sean smiled at the girls, thanked them and continued down the corridor. Deciding he liked them for being true to their word, he merely threw the towel over his shoulder as he walked away, giving them a good look at the plumpness of his meaty arse as he continued towards the cafe. Turning the corner, thought, he quickly rewrapped the towel around him, not wanting to get arrested for exposure or something.
Having his breakfast, Sean noticed some of the hostile glances shot towards him by other male students in the cafe. But he was clearly much bigger than all of them and they wouldn’t dare cross him. He didn’t see what the problem was: he'd usually have his breakfast in a towel if he was home in the apartment. And besides, all the girls in the room were clearly enjoying the view.
On his way back, he passed the door where the girls who gave him the money had been hanging out. After a second, he heard a soft whistle behind him. One of the girls was standing in the doorway, hand on hip, wearing cut off denim shorts and a tiny crop top.
'Hey big boy. I'm on my own now.'
They didn't say another word.
He emerged from the room, ninety minutes later, having worked off his breakfast and now needing another shower.
That afternoon, the team played likes gods, totally pasting the opposition, 36-0. Afterwards, there were beers in the showers, beers in the changing room, and beers in the clubhouse. By the time they got into town that night every player was already drunk.
Filled with confidence from their success the guys flirted with any girl in sight, regularly disappearing off to the toilets with one and returning with a fist punch to the air and cheering from their teammates.
'Something tells me you wouldn’t be as good off the field as you are on it!'
Sean turned around, the day's euphoria still on his face, to see two guys from the opposition. He'd been dancing around, acting the clown, and was annoyed to have his buzz killed by the two guys.
'Fuck off!'
The two opposition players gave each other a knowing smile and laughed.
'What?!'
'You not up for the challenge then?' the taller of the two guys asked.
'What are you talking about?' asked Sean, annoyed, his mind foggy from all the beer.
'See if you can measure up to me in the bedroom!'
Sean began to realise that he was talking to their team captain, memories of the game coming back to him through the haze of alcohol. He'd tackled the guys several times, making sure he never managed to score. He decided the guy was a prick.
'Any time, mate. Now fuck off.'
The captain laughed, gesturing with his arms to the crowd of women.
'How about now? Pick someone, give her a good time... loser gets a forfeit.'
Sean wasn't in the mood for a competition but was also totally incapable of turning a challenge down. Half an hour later, they were taking a taxi back to the university halls of residence with a drunk brunette in between them, her tits falling out of her top as she excitedly swapped kissing between the two rugby lads. Sean had sized up his competition, Sam, and decided he'd be fine. He was taller than Sean, possibly a bit broader, and he seemed incredibly confident, but if he could bring him down on the field he could bring him down in the bedroom.
'Oh yeah, Sean...' Sam called to the opposite seat while Sean necked on with the brunette, 'this is what happened to your team captain last year.'
As the girl moved positions to start kissing Sam, Sean looked at the mobile phone in his challenger's outstretched hand. The video began to play and Sean recognised Ben, butt naked, handcuffed to the doors of the rugby bus; as he struggled hopelessly, Sam appeared in shot with a tin of treacle, "Nothing like humiliating the opposition!" he grinned, and slowly tipped the viscous black liquid over Ben's head to the sound of much cheering, presumably all of Sam's teammates, "Okay mate, have a good evening, I'm sure your team will uncuff you in the morning – well they're gonna have to if they wanna get in your bus to go home!", more laughter and the video ended.
Sean was worried now. Since he'd joined the team, he'd only heard of the captain Ben outfucking people, and apparently quite easily. This meant Sam must be pretty good. He looked up and saw Sam watching him. He winked at Sean, knowing he'd got him worried and Sean realised he could well be in trouble. After boasting of banging six birds in twenty-four hours, he didn't want to now find himself tied to the bus, covered in treacle, and basically looking a twat.
His nerves increased when Sam unlocked the door to his room, ushering in the brunette they'd pulled, followed by Sean, and immediately whipped off his t-shirt. Sean looked across at him with a mixture of awe and annoyance: Sam's body looked immaculate, as if every muscle had been carved out of his rock-like body. To make matters worse, he tugged open his jean and pulled them down, proudly displaying a very prominent bulge in his black boxers. The girl immediately ran her hands over Sam's abs and pecs, licking her lips and marvelling at his body. Not used to feeling shy, Sean pulled off his own t-shirt. Although he had a great body, he knew he didn't look as good as Sam who was taller, broader, and totally ripped. He saw Sam's lips curl into a smirk as he crossed the room, openly flexing his shredded body for the pleasure of the brunette, then pulled a pair of pink fluffy handcuffs from a drawer and tossed them onto the floor by the door.
'Looks like you'll be needing those later mate,' he said with a wink before pulling the brunette in for a kiss, already completely owning the situation. Sean could picture himself handcuffed and humiliated in front of the rest of the team. Rob and Will would love it but Deano, who was always trying to show him up, would be the worst.......
.......'Wanna get your hands on my big dick as well?' invited Sam. She giggled in agreement and Sean watched in horror as Sam slowly lowered the waistband of his boxers, showing off the thick base of his cock. He waited then whipped them down.
Sean breathed a sigh of relief. He'd expected Sam to have a massive cock but the bulge he'd been impressed by was actually his hardon. He looked at Sam, proudly showing off a pretty average penis, and knew he was back in the game. As the girl got on her knees, Sean made his way over, peeling off his jeans and discarding them en route. Sam looked him in the eye confidently. Glancing down, Sean grinned at the girl, 'Why don't you try this instead?' and dropped his boxers.
'Oh wow!' and the girl had him in her mouth immediately.
Sean's eyes flicked back up to Sam, whose jaw had dropped in surprise. He looked back down, watching his cock harden, thicken and lengthen in the girl's mouth until his full ten inches was on display. The girl caressed and kissed it, licked and loved it, salivated over it and sucked on it. Sean grinned to himself: she basically fucking worshipped it, the cock-hungry whore. And as she moaned and made the most of Sean's magnificent dong, Sam's hardon wilted away like a dying flower.
Sean decided not to say a word. Instead, he just focussed on the girl, pulling her to the bed, licking her out, got her gushing like an ocean, then powered his dick inside, fucking her slowly at first until he'd got her in a frenzy, then banging away hard and fast, until she squirted like a geyser across Sam's bedroom.
'You're fucking amazing baby,' Sean purred sexily in her ear, kissing her neck and running his hand gently over her tits, 'shall we give Sam a go?'
He looked across at the opposition's team captain, all muscle and small cock, wanking away to desperately keep it hard.
'Why don't you let him do you doggy,' Sean urged, getting her on her all fours so she could suck his cock while Sam attempted to do his best.
He approached the bed, trying to recover his earlier swagger.
'You're gonna find out it's got nothing to do with the size of the boat mate – it's the rhythm of the ocean.'
He slapped the brunette's arse confidently, positioned herself behind him and slipped his dick inside.
'Yeah baby, you like that?'
She didn't reply and Sean could tell by the gutted expression that thundered across Sam's face that he'd felt no resistance as he got inside. Sean had opened her up good and proper and, while Sam pumped away, the girl bent her face to the ten inch treat in front of her and started to deep throat it. Sean had time to grin cockily at Sam before his head fell back on the pillow with bliss. After a few minutes, his pleasure increased when she withdrew his cock from her succulent lips and begged, 'I want you inside me again'.
Pulling her to him, causing Sam's cock to flop weakly out of her pussy, he spun her around, planting her on his dick reverse cowgirl style, gripped her tits, tensed his legs, and hammered away at her as hard and fast as he could. The bitch screamed at the ceiling in ecstasy before releasing another fountain of pussy juice that splashed with force against Sam's chest and shocked face.
Laughing, Sean pressed her into Sam's arms, 'Go on mate, show her what you're made of', before kissing her softly on the back of the neck and whispering into her ear, 'You're so fucking hot baby!'
Finding himself kneeling on the bed with the brunette, Sam quickly pressed his semi-hard dick into her cunt and began to fuck her, hoping that he'd harden more in the process. Sean lay back on the bed, watching with a grin, his ten incher sticking up victoriously like a flag carried into battle.
The girl barely made a noise as Sam tried his best to impress her. Sean watched and decided he was probably a good fuck when he had a girl to himself... but not when Sean had got to the bitch first.
'Mmm, Sean, I want you...' she murmured, looking over her shoulder.
Sam visibly blushed at the girl openly calling for the other guy to fuck her. Sean wondered whether to whip her out of Sam's grasp again but, checking out their position, decided on something more humiliating. Getting to his knees, he positioned himself behind the girl and surged into her cunt from behind. He could see the look of discomfort on Sam's face as Sean's ten incher crossed swords with Sam's lesser weapon. With her pussy stretched tight, Sam couldn't withdraw easily and Sean banged away inside her, his dick hard against Sam's imprisoned worm.
She squealed once more with sheer arousal and Sean kept her body upright as it softened into orgasm. He had one more trick left to really fuck over his opposition. Fucking harder and harder, he murmured into her ear, 'Baby I'm gonna come inside your sweet pussy.'
She giggled delightedly and a look of mortification burst across Sam's face as Sean roared with the power of his own orgasm and shed his load. He pulled out with the confidence of a king and pulled the brunette around to face him so he could kiss her passionately. Her hand circled his huge throbbing cock and she slowly stroked it with post-coital bliss. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Sam still knelt on the bed, his lip dick dotted with the sticky pearls of Sean's cum.
'Come on then mate,' grinned Sean, lunging from the bed to pick up the handcuffs, 'you've got somewhere to be.'
Sam, utterly defeated but well aware of the rugby lads' code, got off the bed, trying not to hang his head in shame. Sean looked around the room and a mischievous grin erupted on his face.
'Hey babe, can I have your knickers?'
She giggled her assent and he flicked them towards Sam with his toe.
'Put them on, mate.'
He watched happily as Sam, stepped into the girl's red thong and pulled it up over his strong legs. Suddenly the muscular man looked utterly ridiculous as he curled his cock inside the tiny crotch of lace, his balls flopping out either side.
'Wait here, darling, I'll be back in ten minutes.'
Smiling, the girl laid her head back on Sam's pillow and rested, looking forward to round two.
Sean pulled up his jeans then led Sam out of the room, down the corridor, across the lawn of the halls of residence and over towards to rugby bus. It was by then very late and there was no one around to see Sam's humiliation. He was pleased but knew it would be a different matter in the morning.
Grinning, Sean looped the handcuffs through the door handle of the bus and snapped them onto Sam's wrists. Sam's head hung down, dejected and refusing to make eye-contact.
'To be fair, mate,' Sean pointed out, half-conciliatory, feeling a small stab of guilt for the rugby captain's downfall, 'you were a complete dick to me – I didn't actually want any of this.'
Sam grunted in an almost friendly way, appreciating Sean's comment, fully aware that he'd brought all this on himself.
Sean pocketed the key and headed back to Sam's warm room, to bang the brunette some more in his bed. By the time he returned she was awake and gagging for him. It didn't take much to convince her to let him film their fun. At first he fucked her on the bed, then the windowsill, the desk, then the en suite, then the floor, then against the walls and the doors, then back to the bed until he'd fucked her in almost every inch of the room. As they felt asleep in each other's sweating arms, Sean decided he'd work out how to speed-up the video, add the Benny Hill theme music and show his teammates a comedy video of him shagging all over the opposition team captain's room.
The following morning, the team began to make their way to the bus. Rob and Will had woke up to Sean's empty bed, looked at each other, laughed and said, 'Poor twat'.
They packed his bags and carried them with their own. They felt sorry for Sean but were also looking forward to seeing what the opposition had done to him. After their embarrassment before Christmas, they'd enjoyed him not getting a threesome the night before, but it would be funny to see him tied naked to a lamppost and covered in treacle, or worse.
As they approached, they saw a naked figure standing against the tour bus and burst out laughing. Getting their phones out, they ran towards the bus. But as they got nearer, they realised it wasn't Sean.
'No way!'
Soon the whole team were standing round the bus, laughing at the sight before them. The opposition team captain, such a cocky bastard on the field was shivering against the bus in just a tiny thong. Before he could say a word, Deano had pulled it down and Sam's now incredibly shrivelled cock flopped out like a peanut. More laughter. The lads gathered round for photos as Sean arrived with the brunette from last night.
'Babe, do you want your knickers back?'
She declined and giggled. Sean kissed her again and she skipped off happily to the sound of a rugby team whooping and calling after her. Ben came over to Sean, obviously remembering his own ordeal the previous year, and patted him on the back.
'Well done, mate!'
Sean tossed the key of the handcuffs to Deano who undid Sam and slapped him hard on the arse. Without a word, the captain of the opposition scuttled back towards the halls of residence, his dick humiliatingly small and a red hand print emblazoned across his frozen left buttock.
'Mate, that was amazing!' praised Rob.
'Great work,' laughed Will, 'when you didn't come back we feared the worst!'
'Nah – no problem,' grinned Sean cockily as they all piled onto the bus to head home. He looked out of the window and saw Sam finally reach the door to the halls and dash inside. Sean loved that he'd outfucked the captain of a rugby team, and he especially loved the kudos it had brought him. He was definitely up for outfucking some more: he had a huge cock, was a total stud in bed, and was well on his way to becoming an absolute fucking legend on the team. 'Bring on the next match!' he grinned to himself.
Sean breathed a sigh of relief. He'd expected Sam to have a massive cock but the bulge he'd been impressed by was actually his hardon. He looked at Sam, proudly showing off a pretty average penis, and knew he was back in the game. As the girl got on her knees, Sean made his way over, peeling off his jeans and discarding them en route. Sam looked him in the eye confidently. Glancing down, Sean grinned at the girl, 'Why don't you try this instead?' and dropped his boxers.
'Oh wow!' and the girl had him in her mouth immediately.
Sean's eyes flicked back up to Sam, whose jaw had dropped in surprise. He looked back down, watching his cock harden, thicken and lengthen in the girl's mouth until his full ten inches was on display. The girl caressed and kissed it, licked and loved it, salivated over it and sucked on it. Sean grinned to himself: she basically fucking worshipped it, the cock-hungry whore. And as she moaned and made the most of Sean's magnificent dong, Sam's hardon wilted away like a dying flower.
Sean decided not to say a word. Instead, he just focussed on the girl, pulling her to the bed, licking her out, got her gushing like an ocean, then powered his dick inside, fucking her slowly at first until he'd got her in a frenzy, then banging away hard and fast, until she squirted like a geyser across Sam's bedroom.
'You're fucking amazing baby,' Sean purred sexily in her ear, kissing her neck and running his hand gently over her tits, 'shall we give Sam a go?'
He looked across at the opposition's team captain, all muscle and small cock, wanking away to desperately keep it hard.
'Why don't you let him do you doggy,' Sean urged, getting her on her all fours so she could suck his cock while Sam attempted to do his best.
He approached the bed, trying to recover his earlier swagger.
'You're gonna find out it's got nothing to do with the size of the boat mate – it's the rhythm of the ocean.'
He slapped the brunette's arse confidently, positioned herself behind him and slipped his dick inside.
'Yeah baby, you like that?'
She didn't reply and Sean could tell by the gutted expression that thundered across Sam's face that he'd felt no resistance as he got inside. Sean had opened her up good and proper and, while Sam pumped away, the girl bent her face to the ten inch treat in front of her and started to deep throat it. Sean had time to grin cockily at Sam before his head fell back on the pillow with bliss. After a few minutes, his pleasure increased when she withdrew his cock from her succulent lips and begged, 'I want you inside me again'.
Pulling her to him, causing Sam's cock to flop weakly out of her pussy, he spun her around, planting her on his dick reverse cowgirl style, gripped her tits, tensed his legs, and hammered away at her as hard and fast as he could. The bitch screamed at the ceiling in ecstasy before releasing another fountain of pussy juice that splashed with force against Sam's chest and shocked face.
Laughing, Sean pressed her into Sam's arms, 'Go on mate, show her what you're made of', before kissing her softly on the back of the neck and whispering into her ear, 'You're so fucking hot baby!'
Finding himself kneeling on the bed with the brunette, Sam quickly pressed his semi-hard dick into her cunt and began to fuck her, hoping that he'd harden more in the process. Sean lay back on the bed, watching with a grin, his ten incher sticking up victoriously like a flag carried into battle.
The girl barely made a noise as Sam tried his best to impress her. Sean watched and decided he was probably a good fuck when he had a girl to himself... but not when Sean had got to the bitch first.
'Mmm, Sean, I want you...' she murmured, looking over her shoulder.
Sam visibly blushed at the girl openly calling for the other guy to fuck her. Sean wondered whether to whip her out of Sam's grasp again but, checking out their position, decided on something more humiliating. Getting to his knees, he positioned himself behind the girl and surged into her cunt from behind. He could see the look of discomfort on Sam's face as Sean's ten incher crossed swords with Sam's lesser weapon. With her pussy stretched tight, Sam couldn't withdraw easily and Sean banged away inside her, his dick hard against Sam's imprisoned worm.
She squealed once more with sheer arousal and Sean kept her body upright as it softened into orgasm. He had one more trick left to really fuck over his opposition. Fucking harder and harder, he murmured into her ear, 'Baby I'm gonna come inside your sweet pussy.'
She giggled delightedly and a look of mortification burst across Sam's face as Sean roared with the power of his own orgasm and shed his load. He pulled out with the confidence of a king and pulled the brunette around to face him so he could kiss her passionately. Her hand circled his huge throbbing cock and she slowly stroked it with post-coital bliss. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Sam still knelt on the bed, his lip dick dotted with the sticky pearls of Sean's cum.
'Come on then mate,' grinned Sean, lunging from the bed to pick up the handcuffs, 'you've got somewhere to be.'
Sam, utterly defeated but well aware of the rugby lads' code, got off the bed, trying not to hang his head in shame. Sean looked around the room and a mischievous grin erupted on his face.
'Hey babe, can I have your knickers?'
She giggled her assent and he flicked them towards Sam with his toe.
'Put them on, mate.'
He watched happily as Sam, stepped into the girl's red thong and pulled it up over his strong legs. Suddenly the muscular man looked utterly ridiculous as he curled his cock inside the tiny crotch of lace, his balls flopping out either side.
'Wait here, darling, I'll be back in ten minutes.'
Smiling, the girl laid her head back on Sam's pillow and rested, looking forward to round two.
Sean pulled up his jeans then led Sam out of the room, down the corridor, across the lawn of the halls of residence and over towards to rugby bus. It was by then very late and there was no one around to see Sam's humiliation. He was pleased but knew it would be a different matter in the morning.
Grinning, Sean looped the handcuffs through the door handle of the bus and snapped them onto Sam's wrists. Sam's head hung down, dejected and refusing to make eye-contact.
'To be fair, mate,' Sean pointed out, half-conciliatory, feeling a small stab of guilt for the rugby captain's downfall, 'you were a complete dick to me – I didn't actually want any of this.'
Sam grunted in an almost friendly way, appreciating Sean's comment, fully aware that he'd brought all this on himself.
Sean pocketed the key and headed back to Sam's warm room, to bang the brunette some more in his bed. By the time he returned she was awake and gagging for him. It didn't take much to convince her to let him film their fun. At first he fucked her on the bed, then the windowsill, the desk, then the en suite, then the floor, then against the walls and the doors, then back to the bed until he'd fucked her in almost every inch of the room. As they felt asleep in each other's sweating arms, Sean decided he'd work out how to speed-up the video, add the Benny Hill theme music and show his teammates a comedy video of him shagging all over the opposition team captain's room.
The following morning, the team began to make their way to the bus. Rob and Will had woke up to Sean's empty bed, looked at each other, laughed and said, 'Poor twat'.
They packed his bags and carried them with their own. They felt sorry for Sean but were also looking forward to seeing what the opposition had done to him. After their embarrassment before Christmas, they'd enjoyed him not getting a threesome the night before, but it would be funny to see him tied naked to a lamppost and covered in treacle, or worse.
As they approached, they saw a naked figure standing against the tour bus and burst out laughing. Getting their phones out, they ran towards the bus. But as they got nearer, they realised it wasn't Sean.
'No way!'
Soon the whole team were standing round the bus, laughing at the sight before them. The opposition team captain, such a cocky bastard on the field was shivering against the bus in just a tiny thong. Before he could say a word, Deano had pulled it down and Sam's now incredibly shrivelled cock flopped out like a peanut. More laughter. The lads gathered round for photos as Sean arrived with the brunette from last night.
'Babe, do you want your knickers back?'
She declined and giggled. Sean kissed her again and she skipped off happily to the sound of a rugby team whooping and calling after her. Ben came over to Sean, obviously remembering his own ordeal the previous year, and patted him on the back.
'Well done, mate!'
Sean tossed the key of the handcuffs to Deano who undid Sam and slapped him hard on the arse. Without a word, the captain of the opposition scuttled back towards the halls of residence, his dick humiliatingly small and a red hand print emblazoned across his frozen left buttock.
'Mate, that was amazing!' praised Rob.
'Great work,' laughed Will, 'when you didn't come back we feared the worst!'
'Nah – no problem,' grinned Sean cockily as they all piled onto the bus to head home. He looked out of the window and saw Sam finally reach the door to the halls and dash inside. Sean loved that he'd outfucked the captain of a rugby team, and he especially loved the kudos it had brought him. He was definitely up for outfucking some more: he had a huge cock, was a total stud in bed, and was well on his way to becoming an absolute fucking legend on the team. 'Bring on the next match!' he grinned to himself.
that was brilliant! loved sean not getting a threesome again and loved how thought he was going to lose to the other player but then came out on top! thanks for writing!!
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It was a great segment. But I see what’s happening man, Sean is constantly missing out on three ways so the last fuck before the story ends will me Sean in a FMFFF 5 way.
Hey, finally finished the new chapter. Hope you all like and thanks for your lovely comments....
Chapter 16
'If you had to fuck a fat bird in an unusual place where would you do it?'
Ash looked up from his work, amused by Sean's unusual question.
'Well, as I'm gay, I guess her vagina would be quite unusual for me.'
Sean burst out laughing and clarified his question.
'Nah, I mean an unusual location. We've got a bet going on at the rugby club: pay £20, film yourself fucking a fat bird by the end of next week, and the best video gets the pot. I kinda fancy the kudos as well as the cash!'
'Well as you're housesitting for your uncle in the countryside at the weekend, the best place to fuck a fat girl would probably be on a pig farm.'
'Ah mate, that is genius! Can I borrow your video camera?'
Earlier in the day, after rugby training, the club's latest challenge had been all that the lads were talking about. Crammed under the blissful hot water of the showers, the fifteen hulking naked men boasted of their plans while sliding their soapy hands across their muddy bodies.
'I'm gonna film myself with two of em hanging off my cock,' grinned Will as he soaped up his powerful biceps.
'You better be careful, mate,' chipped in Rob as he smoothed a handful of suds down the length of his thick cock, 'you've only got tiddler – they might break it.'
The lads in the shower burst out laughing as Will tried to hide his blushes.
'I just need to make sure mine's not German,' added Rob.
'Huh?'
'Well she might mistake it for bratwurst and bite it off!'
More laughter erupted and rose further as Rob slapped his thick soapy cock across Will's arsecheek.
'I wouldn't bother lads,' broke in Deano, confidently, 'I've won two years in a row so your money's as good as mine.'
As he spoke, he placed his hands behind his head and pumped his hips forward, his dick swinging back and forth in the steamy room.
A few of the lads chanted his name, remembering his efforts from the previous year when he'd filmed himself fucking a fat girl on the rugby pitch.
'Yeah to be fair lads,' Sean had joined in, turning from the soothing heat of the showers, 'Deano's got a lot more experience with fat birds than we have – I mean, almost every Saturday night!'
Sean was determined to steal Deano's crown for this challenge and he was pleased when the rest of the lads broke out into more laughter at the vice captain getting mocked. Deano looked pissed off, never being as good at taking the banter as he was at dishing it out. He glanced at Sean's enormous cock, the water from the shower cascading off it like a waterfall, annoyed that the guy had such a big dick.
'Perhaps we should add an extra little challenge Seany?'
A hush descended on the room til only the spray of the water could be heard.
'What're you thinking?'
'Well if one of us wins – which of course I'm gonna do – the other gets a good covering in treacle before we all head out drinking.'
As forfeits went, Sean figured, it wasn't too extreme so he agreed immediately. Cheers went up and the wet soapy lads began to make their way out of the showers to dry off. The broad, hard bodies brushed nakedly past each other. They dried their pumped muscles and flicked their towels at their mates' arses. They barely registered the now familiar sight of each other's cock and balls, except now and again mocking the smaller efforts of some or joking about the beasts that hung between the legs of guys like Rob and Sean. Happily they showed off their muscles, boasting about a more rippling than usual six-pack or flexing an extra large bicep, all the time their dicks on show unconcernedly. Men in their physical prime, displaying their peak fitness, their power and sexuality there for inspection. They exchanged their nakedness like a secret handshake, acknowledging they were teammates and part of an exclusive club. They could fuck the same girl at the same time, shake hands in the act and see each other's rock hard cocks, touch each other's sweating bodies in fraternal accomplishment, wank the other off and come simultaneously over the face of a giggling blonde, even kiss the other as part of a prank or gather round and laughingly watch another guy fuck or jack off as a forfeit, and they were still men. Full of dominance, competition, and lust. Untouchably, unquestionably men.
By the weekend, Sean was ready to stage his Deano-beating, fat-fucking video. Having taken the train to Norfolk to housesit for one of his uncles, he'd set himself up a half- fake profile on Tinder. He started off with his best details: 19 years old, 6 feet 1 inch, muscular, rugby player, student, 10 inch cock. Then he'd added the sort of details he needed to bag the right prey: into big girls, any age, bouncier the better; loves role play, fun with food, outdoors, domination. He'd taken a profile pic fresh out of the shower, that day's newspaper cleverly left on the table to show he was genuine, and within minutes received a lot of interest.
He'd whittled the competition down to a few girls and decided to audition them that night. The first girl hadn't been fat enough, the second not adventurous enough, and the third maybe a little too suspicious of him, but the fourth was the full package: she was big and busty with a wobbly belly, a huge arse, a wild sense of humour, a filthy mind, and clearly up for absolutely anything with a big handsome stud like Sean.
As they chatted, she got naughtier and naughtier until Sean knew she was the girl for the job. Over drinks, he explained that he was only up for the weekend, lied that his nickname at uni was Piggy because he ate so much, teased her with his loved of outdoor sex, told her it turned him on to wear a mask and take control, found out that she liked being spanked, got turned on by eating and being smeared with food during sex, and that she was a noisy fucker. They arranged to meet the next night and she even offered to drive to the farm that Sean has recceed during the day.
That night, once they'd parted with a slobbery kiss, Sean had walked into the nearest bar and, turned on by his own sex plans, had picked up a beautiful brunette who was much more like his usual girls. He took her back to his uncle's house and, realising he needed to get used to Ash's video camera, had successfully filmed a filthy sex session to rewatch another time.
Sean spent the following day collecting different supplies that he needed for that night's filming, and completing several gym sessions to get his body looking as ripped as possible.......
Chapter 16
'If you had to fuck a fat bird in an unusual place where would you do it?'
Ash looked up from his work, amused by Sean's unusual question.
'Well, as I'm gay, I guess her vagina would be quite unusual for me.'
Sean burst out laughing and clarified his question.
'Nah, I mean an unusual location. We've got a bet going on at the rugby club: pay £20, film yourself fucking a fat bird by the end of next week, and the best video gets the pot. I kinda fancy the kudos as well as the cash!'
'Well as you're housesitting for your uncle in the countryside at the weekend, the best place to fuck a fat girl would probably be on a pig farm.'
'Ah mate, that is genius! Can I borrow your video camera?'
Earlier in the day, after rugby training, the club's latest challenge had been all that the lads were talking about. Crammed under the blissful hot water of the showers, the fifteen hulking naked men boasted of their plans while sliding their soapy hands across their muddy bodies.
'I'm gonna film myself with two of em hanging off my cock,' grinned Will as he soaped up his powerful biceps.
'You better be careful, mate,' chipped in Rob as he smoothed a handful of suds down the length of his thick cock, 'you've only got tiddler – they might break it.'
The lads in the shower burst out laughing as Will tried to hide his blushes.
'I just need to make sure mine's not German,' added Rob.
'Huh?'
'Well she might mistake it for bratwurst and bite it off!'
More laughter erupted and rose further as Rob slapped his thick soapy cock across Will's arsecheek.
'I wouldn't bother lads,' broke in Deano, confidently, 'I've won two years in a row so your money's as good as mine.'
As he spoke, he placed his hands behind his head and pumped his hips forward, his dick swinging back and forth in the steamy room.
A few of the lads chanted his name, remembering his efforts from the previous year when he'd filmed himself fucking a fat girl on the rugby pitch.
'Yeah to be fair lads,' Sean had joined in, turning from the soothing heat of the showers, 'Deano's got a lot more experience with fat birds than we have – I mean, almost every Saturday night!'
Sean was determined to steal Deano's crown for this challenge and he was pleased when the rest of the lads broke out into more laughter at the vice captain getting mocked. Deano looked pissed off, never being as good at taking the banter as he was at dishing it out. He glanced at Sean's enormous cock, the water from the shower cascading off it like a waterfall, annoyed that the guy had such a big dick.
'Perhaps we should add an extra little challenge Seany?'
A hush descended on the room til only the spray of the water could be heard.
'What're you thinking?'
'Well if one of us wins – which of course I'm gonna do – the other gets a good covering in treacle before we all head out drinking.'
As forfeits went, Sean figured, it wasn't too extreme so he agreed immediately. Cheers went up and the wet soapy lads began to make their way out of the showers to dry off. The broad, hard bodies brushed nakedly past each other. They dried their pumped muscles and flicked their towels at their mates' arses. They barely registered the now familiar sight of each other's cock and balls, except now and again mocking the smaller efforts of some or joking about the beasts that hung between the legs of guys like Rob and Sean. Happily they showed off their muscles, boasting about a more rippling than usual six-pack or flexing an extra large bicep, all the time their dicks on show unconcernedly. Men in their physical prime, displaying their peak fitness, their power and sexuality there for inspection. They exchanged their nakedness like a secret handshake, acknowledging they were teammates and part of an exclusive club. They could fuck the same girl at the same time, shake hands in the act and see each other's rock hard cocks, touch each other's sweating bodies in fraternal accomplishment, wank the other off and come simultaneously over the face of a giggling blonde, even kiss the other as part of a prank or gather round and laughingly watch another guy fuck or jack off as a forfeit, and they were still men. Full of dominance, competition, and lust. Untouchably, unquestionably men.
By the weekend, Sean was ready to stage his Deano-beating, fat-fucking video. Having taken the train to Norfolk to housesit for one of his uncles, he'd set himself up a half- fake profile on Tinder. He started off with his best details: 19 years old, 6 feet 1 inch, muscular, rugby player, student, 10 inch cock. Then he'd added the sort of details he needed to bag the right prey: into big girls, any age, bouncier the better; loves role play, fun with food, outdoors, domination. He'd taken a profile pic fresh out of the shower, that day's newspaper cleverly left on the table to show he was genuine, and within minutes received a lot of interest.
He'd whittled the competition down to a few girls and decided to audition them that night. The first girl hadn't been fat enough, the second not adventurous enough, and the third maybe a little too suspicious of him, but the fourth was the full package: she was big and busty with a wobbly belly, a huge arse, a wild sense of humour, a filthy mind, and clearly up for absolutely anything with a big handsome stud like Sean.
As they chatted, she got naughtier and naughtier until Sean knew she was the girl for the job. Over drinks, he explained that he was only up for the weekend, lied that his nickname at uni was Piggy because he ate so much, teased her with his loved of outdoor sex, told her it turned him on to wear a mask and take control, found out that she liked being spanked, got turned on by eating and being smeared with food during sex, and that she was a noisy fucker. They arranged to meet the next night and she even offered to drive to the farm that Sean has recceed during the day.
That night, once they'd parted with a slobbery kiss, Sean had walked into the nearest bar and, turned on by his own sex plans, had picked up a beautiful brunette who was much more like his usual girls. He took her back to his uncle's house and, realising he needed to get used to Ash's video camera, had successfully filmed a filthy sex session to rewatch another time.
Sean spent the following day collecting different supplies that he needed for that night's filming, and completing several gym sessions to get his body looking as ripped as possible.......
.........Fat Janet picked him up in her beaten-up red Ford Fiesta at 7pm. While Sean looked calm and sexy, she was already sweating with nervous excitement. She couldn’t believe her luck in getting a night with such a hunk. The sight of his muscular chest through his shirt was making her wet and she couldn't stop thinking about the ten incher he'd claimed to have on his profile.
Following Sean's directions, she drove to the farm and parked the car well away from the main buildings, near one of the pens.
'Are you sure you're up for this babe?' Sean checked in his sexiest voice. Although he wanted to make the best fat-fucking video ever, he didn't want her doing anything that she hadn't fully signed up for. Fortunately, she grinned and nodded her head eagerly.
'Keep your seatbelt on,' he ordered as he unclipped his own.
She did as she was told and watched as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the heavenly body from his profile pic that she'd spend the previous night fingering herself over. He undid the top button of his jeans and she let her eyes drift from his golden-tanned pecs, over his hard abs, and down over the dark hair that ran from his navel in to his jeans, suggesting he was commando for the evening.
'I hope you don't mind,' his velvety voice purred as he lowered his head to the bag he'd brought with him, 'me wearing a mask.'
He raised his head and she saw him in a latex pig mask.
'Mmmm Piggy,' she grinned, remembering his nickname.
'Do you like it?'
'Oh yeah, it's so kinky! I'm so fucking wet already!'
Under the mask, Sean grinned about how dirty she was, then ordered her to stay in the car. Getting out, he quickly set up the camera so it could catch what he had planned, walked over to the fence of the pen to deposit the large bag, then returned to the car. She watched as the hulking god in the pig mask approached her car door. She couldn't keep her eyes off his amazing muscles and the tempting opening at the top of his jeans. She wanted to lick chocolate and honey off every inch of him.
Opening her door, he reached in and unclipped her seatbelt, then took her hand and led her from the car, following the spotlight of the car's headlamps to the pen. She loved how masterful he was and then he picked her up and deposited her on the other side of the fence where she found herself among grunting and squealing pigs, chasing excitedly around her in the mud.
Ready to begin his film, Sean returned to the car, flicked Record, then swaggered over to the pen. Janet was standing at the fence, looking blobby and piglike. Placing two hands on the fence he vaulted himself into the pen, alarming some of the pigs who were now oinking loudly. He unbuttoned her dress, pulled it from her, followed by her bra and her big lacy pink thong, and draped them over the fence. Juggling her enormous tits in his hand for the camera, he suddenly buried his pig-masked face between them and shook his head vigorously. She tossed her head back and giggled with excitement as his masked face snuffled at her body and grunted like a hog between her quivering mottled thighs. He straightened up and she felt his strong hands on her shoulders and lowered herself to her knees in the mud. Gazing up at his crotch, she was salivating as he unbuttoned his jeans, slowly revealing the impressive juicy cock stowed inside. As he lowered them, she witnessed the full length of his soft dick and gasped appreciatively.
'No hands,' he ordered and, giggling, she leant forward and took his quickly thickening and lengthening beast in her mouth. As she sucked her ten inch treat, Sean turned his face back towards the camera in porcine victory, then reaching into his back pocket pulled out a bottle of maple syrup, gestured towards the camera with it, then poured it over his cock and Janet's face.
'Oh wow!' she exclaimed happily as she licked and sucked and swallowed his sweet meat. The splatter of syrup on her skin made her feel even wetter with excitement and she couldn't wait to have him inside her. He rubbed his syrupy cock and balls all over her sticky face, her tongue darting out to lap at everything she could. Suddenly he hoisted her in the air, his large muscles rippling and bulging with the effort, and brought her flabby bulk down onto his dick. His twelve inches surged inside her soaking cunt and he started to fuck her in mid-air, her tits bouncing up and down with the momentum. She squealed at a similar pitch to the pigs running around their feet. She'd never been fucked like this as no man had been strong enough to lift her.
Eager to ramp up the kinky spectacular quality of his video, Sean lowered her to the ground and bent her blubbery body over the fence so they were facing the video recorder. Loving having his massive hard cock on show in the car's lights, he walked around her slapping her wobbling butt cheeks and making her cry out with swine-like joy. Then, positioning himself behind her, he began to fuck her as hard and fast as he could in an eager attempt to win the competition and deliver a blow to Deano's over-confidence. She screamed with ecstasy as her body rippled flabbily against his exertions, each wave of fat swaying in and out to the tide of his rhythmic pounding. When he thought she was ready to come, he withdrew, reached down into his bag and pulled out a chocolate éclair, holding it against his dick to show they were the same size, then resumed fucking her again, holding the creamy pastry just out of her drooling mouth's reach. He picked up the pace of his fucking and suddenly shoved the éclair into her mouth. She howled with joy and squirted as the patisserie version of his dick filled her mouth while the real thing filled her pussy.
'Are you all mine, baby?' he murmured in her ear. 'Do you want it the dirtiest I can be?'
In between, gulping and choking on the éclair, her face smeared with syrup, chocolate, and cream, she yelped out, 'Oh yeah, fuck with me with that huge cock you sexy beast!'
Grinning beneath the mask he peeled it from his head, then winked cockily at the camera, and fitted it over Janet's face.
'You're the best!' came the muffled response and then he hammered away as impressively as he could, grinning away at his imagined audience of the rugby team. Raising his arms he flexed his sweating biceps and cheekily kissed them one at a time as he fucked his pig-faced fat girl. Then he pulled her to the ground and fucked her in the mud amongst the squealing pigs, first on her back with her gammony legs in the air, then on her front, her large belly and tits creating craters beneath her. Finally he raised her back up and got her bent over the fence again, showing off her muddy, enormity until he made her squirt once more. Exhausted she began to slide to the floor. As she did so, Sean unpeeled the masked and refitted to his own face, his muscly body spotlit in the night, his huge hard dick still throbbing victoriously. Wanting to end with a climactic money shot, he held her head up by her long blonde hair that was now streaked with mud and food, and shot his creamy load across her blissful face. He knew he had a winner.
Back at the car he pulled out bottles of water and towels to clean each other up. He'd given her the night of her life and fucked her like an animal but now he was gentlemanly in helping her to tidy herself up and dress. Later, when they parted with a thick wet kiss, Sean knew they definitely wouldn't meet again but that neither would ever forget the other........
Following Sean's directions, she drove to the farm and parked the car well away from the main buildings, near one of the pens.
'Are you sure you're up for this babe?' Sean checked in his sexiest voice. Although he wanted to make the best fat-fucking video ever, he didn't want her doing anything that she hadn't fully signed up for. Fortunately, she grinned and nodded her head eagerly.
'Keep your seatbelt on,' he ordered as he unclipped his own.
She did as she was told and watched as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the heavenly body from his profile pic that she'd spend the previous night fingering herself over. He undid the top button of his jeans and she let her eyes drift from his golden-tanned pecs, over his hard abs, and down over the dark hair that ran from his navel in to his jeans, suggesting he was commando for the evening.
'I hope you don't mind,' his velvety voice purred as he lowered his head to the bag he'd brought with him, 'me wearing a mask.'
He raised his head and she saw him in a latex pig mask.
'Mmmm Piggy,' she grinned, remembering his nickname.
'Do you like it?'
'Oh yeah, it's so kinky! I'm so fucking wet already!'
Under the mask, Sean grinned about how dirty she was, then ordered her to stay in the car. Getting out, he quickly set up the camera so it could catch what he had planned, walked over to the fence of the pen to deposit the large bag, then returned to the car. She watched as the hulking god in the pig mask approached her car door. She couldn't keep her eyes off his amazing muscles and the tempting opening at the top of his jeans. She wanted to lick chocolate and honey off every inch of him.
Opening her door, he reached in and unclipped her seatbelt, then took her hand and led her from the car, following the spotlight of the car's headlamps to the pen. She loved how masterful he was and then he picked her up and deposited her on the other side of the fence where she found herself among grunting and squealing pigs, chasing excitedly around her in the mud.
Ready to begin his film, Sean returned to the car, flicked Record, then swaggered over to the pen. Janet was standing at the fence, looking blobby and piglike. Placing two hands on the fence he vaulted himself into the pen, alarming some of the pigs who were now oinking loudly. He unbuttoned her dress, pulled it from her, followed by her bra and her big lacy pink thong, and draped them over the fence. Juggling her enormous tits in his hand for the camera, he suddenly buried his pig-masked face between them and shook his head vigorously. She tossed her head back and giggled with excitement as his masked face snuffled at her body and grunted like a hog between her quivering mottled thighs. He straightened up and she felt his strong hands on her shoulders and lowered herself to her knees in the mud. Gazing up at his crotch, she was salivating as he unbuttoned his jeans, slowly revealing the impressive juicy cock stowed inside. As he lowered them, she witnessed the full length of his soft dick and gasped appreciatively.
'No hands,' he ordered and, giggling, she leant forward and took his quickly thickening and lengthening beast in her mouth. As she sucked her ten inch treat, Sean turned his face back towards the camera in porcine victory, then reaching into his back pocket pulled out a bottle of maple syrup, gestured towards the camera with it, then poured it over his cock and Janet's face.
'Oh wow!' she exclaimed happily as she licked and sucked and swallowed his sweet meat. The splatter of syrup on her skin made her feel even wetter with excitement and she couldn't wait to have him inside her. He rubbed his syrupy cock and balls all over her sticky face, her tongue darting out to lap at everything she could. Suddenly he hoisted her in the air, his large muscles rippling and bulging with the effort, and brought her flabby bulk down onto his dick. His twelve inches surged inside her soaking cunt and he started to fuck her in mid-air, her tits bouncing up and down with the momentum. She squealed at a similar pitch to the pigs running around their feet. She'd never been fucked like this as no man had been strong enough to lift her.
Eager to ramp up the kinky spectacular quality of his video, Sean lowered her to the ground and bent her blubbery body over the fence so they were facing the video recorder. Loving having his massive hard cock on show in the car's lights, he walked around her slapping her wobbling butt cheeks and making her cry out with swine-like joy. Then, positioning himself behind her, he began to fuck her as hard and fast as he could in an eager attempt to win the competition and deliver a blow to Deano's over-confidence. She screamed with ecstasy as her body rippled flabbily against his exertions, each wave of fat swaying in and out to the tide of his rhythmic pounding. When he thought she was ready to come, he withdrew, reached down into his bag and pulled out a chocolate éclair, holding it against his dick to show they were the same size, then resumed fucking her again, holding the creamy pastry just out of her drooling mouth's reach. He picked up the pace of his fucking and suddenly shoved the éclair into her mouth. She howled with joy and squirted as the patisserie version of his dick filled her mouth while the real thing filled her pussy.
'Are you all mine, baby?' he murmured in her ear. 'Do you want it the dirtiest I can be?'
In between, gulping and choking on the éclair, her face smeared with syrup, chocolate, and cream, she yelped out, 'Oh yeah, fuck with me with that huge cock you sexy beast!'
Grinning beneath the mask he peeled it from his head, then winked cockily at the camera, and fitted it over Janet's face.
'You're the best!' came the muffled response and then he hammered away as impressively as he could, grinning away at his imagined audience of the rugby team. Raising his arms he flexed his sweating biceps and cheekily kissed them one at a time as he fucked his pig-faced fat girl. Then he pulled her to the ground and fucked her in the mud amongst the squealing pigs, first on her back with her gammony legs in the air, then on her front, her large belly and tits creating craters beneath her. Finally he raised her back up and got her bent over the fence again, showing off her muddy, enormity until he made her squirt once more. Exhausted she began to slide to the floor. As she did so, Sean unpeeled the masked and refitted to his own face, his muscly body spotlit in the night, his huge hard dick still throbbing victoriously. Wanting to end with a climactic money shot, he held her head up by her long blonde hair that was now streaked with mud and food, and shot his creamy load across her blissful face. He knew he had a winner.
Back at the car he pulled out bottles of water and towels to clean each other up. He'd given her the night of her life and fucked her like an animal but now he was gentlemanly in helping her to tidy herself up and dress. Later, when they parted with a thick wet kiss, Sean knew they definitely wouldn't meet again but that neither would ever forget the other........
..........A week later at the rugby team's clubhouse, the lads drank beer and guffawed as they watched each other's videos. Sean had made sure he was a little late so his video would be last in the pile. 'Save the best til last,' he thought to himself.
Will had managed to fuck two fatties and got a cheer as he mounted them one after the other and hammered away. But he was quickly bested by Rob who appeared spread-eagled on his bed, covered in chocolate and cream, his unbeatably thick cock cloaked in caramel sauce; then two blobby birds appeared and began eagerly dining off of him before he fucked one while she licked out her mate. The team roared with approval and Sean patted his mate on the back in congratulations. More videos appeared of the lads banging different broads but Rob was still in the lead when Deano's video appeared. The team's vice captain was on all fours behind an absolute monster. He was fucking her like a master and Sean began to feel nervous. He watched the rhythm of Deano's powerful hips and founding himself wanting to see what Deano's cock was like hard, how it compared to his own award-winning tool. The girl's belly and tits were rolling back and forward in front of the camera as he pumped away, then he leant back and brought into view a cardboard mask of Sean's face with the eyes and mouth cut out and put it over her head. The lads howled with laughter and there were rapturous cheers, easily knocking Rob into second. The applause grew as Deano also reached for a tin of treacle and then poured it over the girl's head in a prediction of what he'd be doing to Sean before they went out drinking. The video ended with him flexing his impressive muscles as he brought the treacle, Sean-masked fatty to orgasm. Sean laughed along gamely with the rest of the team, trying not to look pissed off at Deano making him look a twat while wondering if he'd misjudged the quality of his own video.
'Come on then Seany,' grinned Deano, interrupting Sean's doubts and fears, 'show us what you've got mate... there are three tins of treacle at the bar with your name on em!'
Laughing, Ben, the team captain, set up Sean's video. There was a puzzled hush as the picture appeared of a farmyard pen full of pigs with a big fat blonde standing inside.
'No way...' someone laughed as the pig-masked Sean swaggered into view. The team began laughing, clearly impressed by the audacity of Sean's scenario. They whooped as he stripped the girl naked, cheered as he snuffled at her tits and cunt, then hollered as he unveiled his cock and got her gorging on it and covered with syrup. The roof virtually came of the clubhouse as Sean proceeded to fuck her fat brains out, first in mid air, then bent over the fence, then spit-roasting her with the help of a chocolate éclair. When he pulled off the mask and winked cheekily at the camera, the cheers rose even more and continued to a raucous, boisterous crescendo as they watched him bang her in the mud, then over the fence again, then jizz on her face. Sean had clearly won and Deano looked gutted.
'On your feet gents,' Ben gleefully announced. Deano reluctantly stood up, his face as dark as thunder. Sean was happily handed the three large tins of treacle that Deano himself had supplied. He thought about saying something smug but decided to let his video speak for him. Flipping the first lid off, he tipped the contents directly over Deano's head where it spread across his well-groomed blond hair and began to slide over his handsome but humiliated face then down the front of his shirt. The second tin got poured down the back of Deano's shirt then Sean stood for a moment deciding what to do with the third. He was just about to deposit more over his head when a wicked thought popped into his mind. Reaching forward, Sean tugged open the buttons of Deano's chinos, hooked the waistband of his tight boxers away from his body, and deftly poured the sticky black contents of the tin all over Deano's vanquished cock and balls. He let the waistband snap back when he'd finished, leaving Deano's boxers still full of treacle.
With that, the team headed off into the city for a night of drinking. Deano trudging angrily along, his challenge having backfired on him, leaving sticky streaks of treacle everywhere he went. Sean bounded along with the others, happily basking in the approval and pleased to have pocketed the prize money. He felt like a king and made a mental not to thank Ash for lending him the camera to create such a quality sex movie.
Across the university campus, back in their apartment, Ash lay on his bed. He hoped Sean had won. He'd returned from Norfolk very pleased with himself and asked Ash to get the video off the camera for him so he could share it with the team.
'Just ignore the first video,' he'd casually told Ash, 'I was just practising. I want the one that starts two hours in. You're a fucking diamond, mate!'
Now Ash opened his laptop and clicked on the file named 'Sean 1'. Rather than deleting first video, he'd decided to save it. He felt a bit guilty but judged that, as Sean was happily sharing a video of him fucking in a pig farm with the entire rugby team, he wouldn't really mind Ash having a private video of his own.
The film started with a slim and sexy brunette getting naked at Sean's encouragement. Ash clicked forward to reach the part he wanted.
'Your turn then sexy,' the brunette giggle on camera.
'Oh yeah? You want me to strip off for you?' came Sean's cheeky voice from behind the camera.
'Well I did for you!' she giggled some more. Then the camera changed hands and suddenly the screen was filled with Sean looking deadly sexy in black chinos and a white t-shirt. Grinning he peeled off the t-shirt and flexed his biceps for the girl. Ash felt his cock immediately harden and he gripped it excitedly as Sean winked sexily at the girl/the camera/Ash. Teasingly, Sean unbuttoned his trousers, easing them over his hips to show of the red waistband of his Calvin Klein boxers. Turning 360 degrees, he lowered the jeans momentarily over his arse to show the large peachy buttocks clasped by the tight white material. Then, once more facing the camera, he dropped his trousers round his ankles. The girl giggled with pleasure at the sight and Ash moaned desirously in unison, his eyes fixed on the beautiful bulge that stretched impressively through the front of Sean's calvins. Playfully, Sean gave it a squeeze. Then, flexing his muscles, he teased, 'You like your lads big then?' The girl's lusty breath could be heard over the video and Ash watched as Sean lowered his arms and looked down, eyebrow raised and smiling with cheeky confidence at his pride and joy.
'What about fucking huge?'
The boxers came down and Sean slowly stroked one hand all along the shaft, bringing himself to instant hardness.
'Wow!' the girl breathed and Sean looked at her/Ash with utter sexual confidence.
'Chuck that bottle over here sexy!'
The camera shook slightly as a bottle of baby oil arced through the air and was caught in Sean's strong hand. Grinning even more, he held it above his head and tipped it over his chest, sliding the glistening oil into his massive muscular frame.
Ash began wanking himself harder as he gazed at Sean's shining body and his majestic cock, memories of his Christmas blowjob flooding his mind. Soon the camera was repositioned and Sean was fucking the girl in every conceivable position, grunting with animal exertion as she screamed with pleasure. Showing off for the camera, Sean kept pulling his throbbing cock out and showing it off to Ash who was beginning to come. He whimpered with joy and his load shot across the dark skin off his chest but his cock stayed hard and he continued wanking and cumming as he watched his flatmate fuck like a god with his unforgettable ten inch cock for ninety minutes. Sean fucked liked it was a workout and Ash watched with pleasure as the screen glittered with sweaty muscle, his flatmate's beautiful body on full display as he rutted and pounded and hammered every ounce of energy out of the girl.
As Sean finished up on screen, he climbed off the bed, his sweaty muscular body in full view and his still hard dick jutting out powerfully. His face neared the camera as he spoke. Ash felt like Sean was talking directly to him.
'Hope you liked that.'
Sean scanned the camera along the length of his all-conquering ten incher, then back up to his own beautiful and post-coitally blissful face. Sean's lips puckered sensuously as he blew a kiss for the camera. Ash came again at the sight and then the screen went blank.
'That video's a keeper!' he thought happily to himself.
Will had managed to fuck two fatties and got a cheer as he mounted them one after the other and hammered away. But he was quickly bested by Rob who appeared spread-eagled on his bed, covered in chocolate and cream, his unbeatably thick cock cloaked in caramel sauce; then two blobby birds appeared and began eagerly dining off of him before he fucked one while she licked out her mate. The team roared with approval and Sean patted his mate on the back in congratulations. More videos appeared of the lads banging different broads but Rob was still in the lead when Deano's video appeared. The team's vice captain was on all fours behind an absolute monster. He was fucking her like a master and Sean began to feel nervous. He watched the rhythm of Deano's powerful hips and founding himself wanting to see what Deano's cock was like hard, how it compared to his own award-winning tool. The girl's belly and tits were rolling back and forward in front of the camera as he pumped away, then he leant back and brought into view a cardboard mask of Sean's face with the eyes and mouth cut out and put it over her head. The lads howled with laughter and there were rapturous cheers, easily knocking Rob into second. The applause grew as Deano also reached for a tin of treacle and then poured it over the girl's head in a prediction of what he'd be doing to Sean before they went out drinking. The video ended with him flexing his impressive muscles as he brought the treacle, Sean-masked fatty to orgasm. Sean laughed along gamely with the rest of the team, trying not to look pissed off at Deano making him look a twat while wondering if he'd misjudged the quality of his own video.
'Come on then Seany,' grinned Deano, interrupting Sean's doubts and fears, 'show us what you've got mate... there are three tins of treacle at the bar with your name on em!'
Laughing, Ben, the team captain, set up Sean's video. There was a puzzled hush as the picture appeared of a farmyard pen full of pigs with a big fat blonde standing inside.
'No way...' someone laughed as the pig-masked Sean swaggered into view. The team began laughing, clearly impressed by the audacity of Sean's scenario. They whooped as he stripped the girl naked, cheered as he snuffled at her tits and cunt, then hollered as he unveiled his cock and got her gorging on it and covered with syrup. The roof virtually came of the clubhouse as Sean proceeded to fuck her fat brains out, first in mid air, then bent over the fence, then spit-roasting her with the help of a chocolate éclair. When he pulled off the mask and winked cheekily at the camera, the cheers rose even more and continued to a raucous, boisterous crescendo as they watched him bang her in the mud, then over the fence again, then jizz on her face. Sean had clearly won and Deano looked gutted.
'On your feet gents,' Ben gleefully announced. Deano reluctantly stood up, his face as dark as thunder. Sean was happily handed the three large tins of treacle that Deano himself had supplied. He thought about saying something smug but decided to let his video speak for him. Flipping the first lid off, he tipped the contents directly over Deano's head where it spread across his well-groomed blond hair and began to slide over his handsome but humiliated face then down the front of his shirt. The second tin got poured down the back of Deano's shirt then Sean stood for a moment deciding what to do with the third. He was just about to deposit more over his head when a wicked thought popped into his mind. Reaching forward, Sean tugged open the buttons of Deano's chinos, hooked the waistband of his tight boxers away from his body, and deftly poured the sticky black contents of the tin all over Deano's vanquished cock and balls. He let the waistband snap back when he'd finished, leaving Deano's boxers still full of treacle.
With that, the team headed off into the city for a night of drinking. Deano trudging angrily along, his challenge having backfired on him, leaving sticky streaks of treacle everywhere he went. Sean bounded along with the others, happily basking in the approval and pleased to have pocketed the prize money. He felt like a king and made a mental not to thank Ash for lending him the camera to create such a quality sex movie.
Across the university campus, back in their apartment, Ash lay on his bed. He hoped Sean had won. He'd returned from Norfolk very pleased with himself and asked Ash to get the video off the camera for him so he could share it with the team.
'Just ignore the first video,' he'd casually told Ash, 'I was just practising. I want the one that starts two hours in. You're a fucking diamond, mate!'
Now Ash opened his laptop and clicked on the file named 'Sean 1'. Rather than deleting first video, he'd decided to save it. He felt a bit guilty but judged that, as Sean was happily sharing a video of him fucking in a pig farm with the entire rugby team, he wouldn't really mind Ash having a private video of his own.
The film started with a slim and sexy brunette getting naked at Sean's encouragement. Ash clicked forward to reach the part he wanted.
'Your turn then sexy,' the brunette giggle on camera.
'Oh yeah? You want me to strip off for you?' came Sean's cheeky voice from behind the camera.
'Well I did for you!' she giggled some more. Then the camera changed hands and suddenly the screen was filled with Sean looking deadly sexy in black chinos and a white t-shirt. Grinning he peeled off the t-shirt and flexed his biceps for the girl. Ash felt his cock immediately harden and he gripped it excitedly as Sean winked sexily at the girl/the camera/Ash. Teasingly, Sean unbuttoned his trousers, easing them over his hips to show of the red waistband of his Calvin Klein boxers. Turning 360 degrees, he lowered the jeans momentarily over his arse to show the large peachy buttocks clasped by the tight white material. Then, once more facing the camera, he dropped his trousers round his ankles. The girl giggled with pleasure at the sight and Ash moaned desirously in unison, his eyes fixed on the beautiful bulge that stretched impressively through the front of Sean's calvins. Playfully, Sean gave it a squeeze. Then, flexing his muscles, he teased, 'You like your lads big then?' The girl's lusty breath could be heard over the video and Ash watched as Sean lowered his arms and looked down, eyebrow raised and smiling with cheeky confidence at his pride and joy.
'What about fucking huge?'
The boxers came down and Sean slowly stroked one hand all along the shaft, bringing himself to instant hardness.
'Wow!' the girl breathed and Sean looked at her/Ash with utter sexual confidence.
'Chuck that bottle over here sexy!'
The camera shook slightly as a bottle of baby oil arced through the air and was caught in Sean's strong hand. Grinning even more, he held it above his head and tipped it over his chest, sliding the glistening oil into his massive muscular frame.
Ash began wanking himself harder as he gazed at Sean's shining body and his majestic cock, memories of his Christmas blowjob flooding his mind. Soon the camera was repositioned and Sean was fucking the girl in every conceivable position, grunting with animal exertion as she screamed with pleasure. Showing off for the camera, Sean kept pulling his throbbing cock out and showing it off to Ash who was beginning to come. He whimpered with joy and his load shot across the dark skin off his chest but his cock stayed hard and he continued wanking and cumming as he watched his flatmate fuck like a god with his unforgettable ten inch cock for ninety minutes. Sean fucked liked it was a workout and Ash watched with pleasure as the screen glittered with sweaty muscle, his flatmate's beautiful body on full display as he rutted and pounded and hammered every ounce of energy out of the girl.
As Sean finished up on screen, he climbed off the bed, his sweaty muscular body in full view and his still hard dick jutting out powerfully. His face neared the camera as he spoke. Ash felt like Sean was talking directly to him.
'Hope you liked that.'
Sean scanned the camera along the length of his all-conquering ten incher, then back up to his own beautiful and post-coitally blissful face. Sean's lips puckered sensuously as he blew a kiss for the camera. Ash came again at the sight and then the screen went blank.
'That video's a keeper!' he thought happily to himself.
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Chapter 17
'Oh my god, you're so big!'
Hands behind his head, stretched out on the girl's bed in just a pair of tight red Calvin Klein boxer shorts, Sean grinned as the girl ran her small soft hand across the golden skinned muscles of his chest, then down over his hard abdominals. She paused momentarily at the waistband of his boxers, her fingers twitching slightly with excitement before creeping forward. Gently, she squeezed the prominent bulge and giggled with pleasure. As they kissed, Sean sighed with arousal as the girl stroked his cock from softeness to semi-hardness. Soon her hand reached into his shorts and pulled out the prize, her eyes widening as his cock thickened and harden fully in her grip. She lowered her head to kiss his right nipple, ran her tongue around it, then leant over to tease the other, trapping it delicately between her top front teeth and the tip of her wet tongue. Her hand moved expertly up and down the shaft of his cock. She gazed at his handsome face, his biceps bulging effortlessly, and he grinned again. That sexy smile so persuasive. She slid down the bed between his strong thighs, pulling the waistband of his boxers lower so she see his whole erect cock and the large balls beneath. With her right hand curled around his dick and her left hand stroking the six pack like Braille, she took one of his balls in her mouth, felt it warm and large, then turned her attention to the other, swiping her wet tongue along the underside then guiding it up to her mouth. She looked up at him, his eyes flickering shut with pleasure, and began to kiss her way up the mammoth shaft. Her red wet lips pressed fully against the throbbing meat, moving higher towards the helmet which she took into her eager mouth, then moved her head down to get as much as she could of him into her throat. She massaged his balls as she worked his cock with her mouth, the drag of her lips causing him to moan with enjoyment. He knew she'd never met a guy anywhere near his size and the thought made the encounter all the more erotic for him. He watched her pleasuring him, knowing that she wanted him to think her better than all his other girls. She took her time and she was good and soon the desire to fuck overtook his enjoyment in having her service him. Heaving her up, he brought her down onto her back and arranged her legs either side of him. He grinned down at her tight wet pussy, its inviting red folds, then gripped his cock and brushed it against the entrance. She responded almost immediately, opening slightly to let him in. He inserted the head and she moaned as she felt her pussy stretching to accommodate him. Moving his strong hands along her lithe legs, he kissed her ankles, then gripped each one, spread her legs wide and pumped his pelvis forward. His ten inch cock surged inside her until his balls slapped against her body. She yelped with a mixture of pain and pleasure, then continued to scream with ecstasy as he rhythmically pumped his hips back and forth, each time withdrawing his cock so only his bellend filled her hole then thrusting his full length back inside. He doubted she'd meet another guy as big and he wanted her to remember just how good a dick his size was. As they fucked he got faster and faster, making her screams louder but more jagged as she gasped for breath. His rugby training gave him plenty of energy and she was enamoured by his sheer power and energy. After she'd come, he moved her onto all fours, ran his hand through the silky rope of her hair, then mounted her, gripping her hair tight as he fucked her like an animal, slapping her pale bare buttocks to show who was in control. He rutted away until she came again and soon he was standing up, her slender body in his arms as he fucked her midair, squeezing her arse as he brought her up and down on his majestic cock. Her hands gripped his muscles with excitement, her fingers digging into his skin as she howled with joy, her body melting into orgasm once more. Then she was back on the bed, on her back, him on top, fucking as hard and fast as he could, bringing himself to a climax, uttering filthy phrases that turned them both on even more, 'Who's the best baby?', 'Oh my god, you are, you are!', until suddenly she screamed and squirted and he was on his knees jerking his cock and bringing himself off over her sweating tits, the pearls of his ejaculation cascading over her pink nipples and down into the valley of her chest. He roared as he came, then panted in the aftermath, stretching his arms out and flexing them. Then his hands were either side of her head on the pillow and he was bearing down, kissing her exquisitely, the hot skin of his sweating body against her. Then he was on his feet, pulling up his boxers, stowing the still semi hard cock inside with some difficulty, then stepping into his jeans, tugging a tshirt over his huge sculpted body, turning for the door, 'You're amazing babe – gotta go though, I've a match in a few hours... I fucking love your body', then the door closing behind him, and silence except for her heavy breathing as she lay exhausted amongst the wet chaotic sheets.
The match was an important one and Sean, Rob and Will played like kings. Having won 21-0, the changing room was awash with beer and singing.
'Nice one, big man,' called out Deano through the steam of the showers as he stepped forward and clutched Sean's massive cock and balls with a big grin, 'you played like a fucking demon!'
Sean, grinned, the hot water from the showers splashing soothingly against his naked body as he began to soap up his tired muscles. He looked over to the team captain who had his arms around Will and Rob. Their naked bodies were smeared with the creamy suds of shower gel and the hot vapour of the showers swirled upwards around them.
'You three played a fucking blinder!' he shouted happily to Sean. 'Those useless cunts didn't know what hit them!'
'All I wanna do now,' shouted Rob, swinging his hips forward so his fat cock rose up and slapped loudly against his abs, 'is drink and fuck!'
The lads all cheered beneath the showers.
'I'm gonna get me a hot fucking bird tonight!' announced Will happily, the beer already going to his head and mixing with the exhilaration of their victory.
'Just the one?' shouted someone through the haze of steam, 'Knowing you, Will lad, you'll be slamming into two bitches all night you lucky fucker!'
Everyone laughed and Deano slapped Will on the arse, 'King of the threesomes!'
'What about you, Seany,' the team captain shouted, 'you ready to spit some bird in two with that fucking python of yours?'
Everyone whopped and hollered as Sean raised his right arm and flexed his bicep, while smoothing his free hand soapily over his impressive weapon and shouting proudly, 'Always fucking ready lads!'
'Drinking and fucking!' Deano shouted and the whole team began to chant it together.
As the lads filed out of the showers, their muscular bodies ripped and glistening, they discussed the night ahead. It was fancy dress night at one of the local student clubs and the lads loved dressing up for a laugh. They'd agreed on a superhero theme and, as they dried and dressed, they discussed their costumes......
Chapter 17
'Oh my god, you're so big!'
Hands behind his head, stretched out on the girl's bed in just a pair of tight red Calvin Klein boxer shorts, Sean grinned as the girl ran her small soft hand across the golden skinned muscles of his chest, then down over his hard abdominals. She paused momentarily at the waistband of his boxers, her fingers twitching slightly with excitement before creeping forward. Gently, she squeezed the prominent bulge and giggled with pleasure. As they kissed, Sean sighed with arousal as the girl stroked his cock from softeness to semi-hardness. Soon her hand reached into his shorts and pulled out the prize, her eyes widening as his cock thickened and harden fully in her grip. She lowered her head to kiss his right nipple, ran her tongue around it, then leant over to tease the other, trapping it delicately between her top front teeth and the tip of her wet tongue. Her hand moved expertly up and down the shaft of his cock. She gazed at his handsome face, his biceps bulging effortlessly, and he grinned again. That sexy smile so persuasive. She slid down the bed between his strong thighs, pulling the waistband of his boxers lower so she see his whole erect cock and the large balls beneath. With her right hand curled around his dick and her left hand stroking the six pack like Braille, she took one of his balls in her mouth, felt it warm and large, then turned her attention to the other, swiping her wet tongue along the underside then guiding it up to her mouth. She looked up at him, his eyes flickering shut with pleasure, and began to kiss her way up the mammoth shaft. Her red wet lips pressed fully against the throbbing meat, moving higher towards the helmet which she took into her eager mouth, then moved her head down to get as much as she could of him into her throat. She massaged his balls as she worked his cock with her mouth, the drag of her lips causing him to moan with enjoyment. He knew she'd never met a guy anywhere near his size and the thought made the encounter all the more erotic for him. He watched her pleasuring him, knowing that she wanted him to think her better than all his other girls. She took her time and she was good and soon the desire to fuck overtook his enjoyment in having her service him. Heaving her up, he brought her down onto her back and arranged her legs either side of him. He grinned down at her tight wet pussy, its inviting red folds, then gripped his cock and brushed it against the entrance. She responded almost immediately, opening slightly to let him in. He inserted the head and she moaned as she felt her pussy stretching to accommodate him. Moving his strong hands along her lithe legs, he kissed her ankles, then gripped each one, spread her legs wide and pumped his pelvis forward. His ten inch cock surged inside her until his balls slapped against her body. She yelped with a mixture of pain and pleasure, then continued to scream with ecstasy as he rhythmically pumped his hips back and forth, each time withdrawing his cock so only his bellend filled her hole then thrusting his full length back inside. He doubted she'd meet another guy as big and he wanted her to remember just how good a dick his size was. As they fucked he got faster and faster, making her screams louder but more jagged as she gasped for breath. His rugby training gave him plenty of energy and she was enamoured by his sheer power and energy. After she'd come, he moved her onto all fours, ran his hand through the silky rope of her hair, then mounted her, gripping her hair tight as he fucked her like an animal, slapping her pale bare buttocks to show who was in control. He rutted away until she came again and soon he was standing up, her slender body in his arms as he fucked her midair, squeezing her arse as he brought her up and down on his majestic cock. Her hands gripped his muscles with excitement, her fingers digging into his skin as she howled with joy, her body melting into orgasm once more. Then she was back on the bed, on her back, him on top, fucking as hard and fast as he could, bringing himself to a climax, uttering filthy phrases that turned them both on even more, 'Who's the best baby?', 'Oh my god, you are, you are!', until suddenly she screamed and squirted and he was on his knees jerking his cock and bringing himself off over her sweating tits, the pearls of his ejaculation cascading over her pink nipples and down into the valley of her chest. He roared as he came, then panted in the aftermath, stretching his arms out and flexing them. Then his hands were either side of her head on the pillow and he was bearing down, kissing her exquisitely, the hot skin of his sweating body against her. Then he was on his feet, pulling up his boxers, stowing the still semi hard cock inside with some difficulty, then stepping into his jeans, tugging a tshirt over his huge sculpted body, turning for the door, 'You're amazing babe – gotta go though, I've a match in a few hours... I fucking love your body', then the door closing behind him, and silence except for her heavy breathing as she lay exhausted amongst the wet chaotic sheets.
The match was an important one and Sean, Rob and Will played like kings. Having won 21-0, the changing room was awash with beer and singing.
'Nice one, big man,' called out Deano through the steam of the showers as he stepped forward and clutched Sean's massive cock and balls with a big grin, 'you played like a fucking demon!'
Sean, grinned, the hot water from the showers splashing soothingly against his naked body as he began to soap up his tired muscles. He looked over to the team captain who had his arms around Will and Rob. Their naked bodies were smeared with the creamy suds of shower gel and the hot vapour of the showers swirled upwards around them.
'You three played a fucking blinder!' he shouted happily to Sean. 'Those useless cunts didn't know what hit them!'
'All I wanna do now,' shouted Rob, swinging his hips forward so his fat cock rose up and slapped loudly against his abs, 'is drink and fuck!'
The lads all cheered beneath the showers.
'I'm gonna get me a hot fucking bird tonight!' announced Will happily, the beer already going to his head and mixing with the exhilaration of their victory.
'Just the one?' shouted someone through the haze of steam, 'Knowing you, Will lad, you'll be slamming into two bitches all night you lucky fucker!'
Everyone laughed and Deano slapped Will on the arse, 'King of the threesomes!'
'What about you, Seany,' the team captain shouted, 'you ready to spit some bird in two with that fucking python of yours?'
Everyone whopped and hollered as Sean raised his right arm and flexed his bicep, while smoothing his free hand soapily over his impressive weapon and shouting proudly, 'Always fucking ready lads!'
'Drinking and fucking!' Deano shouted and the whole team began to chant it together.
As the lads filed out of the showers, their muscular bodies ripped and glistening, they discussed the night ahead. It was fancy dress night at one of the local student clubs and the lads loved dressing up for a laugh. They'd agreed on a superhero theme and, as they dried and dressed, they discussed their costumes......
....Looking at himself in the mirror of the bar, Sean was very pleased with himself. He'd hired a very tight Superman costume and it not only showed off his muscles, it accentuated his huge bulge and the curve of his meaty butt. He'd even gone commando to make sure everything was looking its best. The whole team was looking great: half jokey and half sexy. Deano and Rob had both turned up dressed as Thor and had so far spent a lot of the night making sideways glances at each other to see who looked the best. Sean was pretty sure Rob had it in the bag: although Deano was slightly more defined, Rob was taller and musclier. Again, he found himself wondering how big Deano's cock was, wondering if it measured up to Rob girth or his own prodigious length.
Sean was pulled out of his thoughts of comparison when he was approached by several lads from the team they'd pretty much humiliated that afternoon. Rather than get straight in their bus and head home with their tails between their legs, they must have decided to make the most of the trip and drink off their failure.
'You must be Sean.'
The guy speaking was the team captain. Although he looked friendly, he didn't sound it; probably still stung, Sean thought, by having his team so completely murdered on the pitch.
'Yeah,' Sean turned, hand outstretched, deciding to act the bigger man and not rub in the defeat.
'Rich, team captain,' the guy gripped his hand and shook it in an overly aggressive way. Sean pretended not to notice but turned back to the bar to give his order, hoping they'd just fuck off. He wasn't in the mood for covert conflict; he'd rather just have some beer and banter with his mates.
'So Sean,' Rich was speaking again behind him, a nasty tone to his voice, 'do you know a girl called Sophie?'
Sean involuntarily clenched his fists at the sound of his ex girlfriend's name. He quickly got himself back to normal and hoped they hadn't noticed.
'She said she was dating a guy called Sean before uni,' added Rich, clearly enjoying himself.
'Small world,' Sean added over his shoulder, trying to sound disinterested.
'She's a bit wild in bed isn't she! In fact, mate,' Rich leant in, putting his arm over Sean's shoulder and getting close to his ear, 'she said you were shit in bed – you're obviously much better on the pitch than off it.'
The lads from the other team laughed behind him and Sean could feel his anger rising.
'Mate,' he retorted, looking Rich directly in the eyes, 'your team got fucking ruined this afternoon... and I'm pretty sure I'm as good off the pitch as on.'
He winked cockily at Rich and began to walk away.
'Perhaps we should put that to the test later?'
Sean hadn't planned on a shagging challenge that night but having humiliated one team captain a few weeks ago, he saw no reason not do another, especially a twat like Rich.
'If you can actually manage to pull Richy boy, I'll gladly come along and show you up!'
And with that, he moved off to join the rest of his team.
The lads had a great night, getting the beers down, arm wrestling, getting girls' numbers, taking the piss out of each other and generally having a good laugh. As the night wore on to closing time, Sean glanced across the bar and saw Rich standing with two pretty hot girls, one either side of him. He grinned back at Sean and raised his eyebrow to show the challenge was on. Sean drained the rest of his pint and wandered over.
'Rich... ladies...' he grinned at the girls seductively, already thinking of winning them both away from Rich and enjoying his first threesome.
'Back to mine then?' asked Rich calmly and the girls giggled in agreement. Slightly worried by Rich's apparent over-confidence, he followed the three of them towards the halls of residence where the opposition had been given rooms for the night.
As soon as they were in the room, Rich's shirt was off. He was a handsome guy, dark haired with well-defined muscles. He kissed one girl, then the other, then proceeded to pull off his jeans to reveal his powerful hairy legs and stand there confidently in his tight white boxers.
'I think Superman's gonna have more trouble undressing girls, so why don't I help you out while he does his thing?'
Sean's lycra costume wasn’t the easiest to remove but he pretended there was no problem as he slowly unzipped the top and peeled it across his shoulders to show off his biceps and his large pecs. Rich had already got the two girls down to their thongs and was playing with their tits. Sean looked on jealously and then Rich dropped his boxers for the girls.
'Big enough, ladies?' he asked cheekily as his erection reared out of his shorts.
'Oh yeah,' giggled the two girls in unison.
Sean checked Rich out: he wasn't small, about 7 inches he guessed, but not big either. He grinned and decided it was time to put the prick in his place.
'Glad you like it big, girls,' he smiled as they turned to face him and he slid the remainder of the lycra costume over his strong legs before straightening up. The girls' eyes were wide at the sight of his big flopping cock. He gave it a single stroke to get it hard and then grinned broadly at them.
'Wow!'
He looked from the girls' faces to Rich. He was trying not to look gutted but clearly was.
'What's up mate, didn't Sophie tell you I'm hung like a horse?'
As if to save face, Rich pulled the nearest girl to him, began to kiss her then bent her over the bed and began to fuck her brains out. Sean would have started with a little foreplay but despite his smaller cock Rich was clearly a good swordsman as the girl was moaning with pleasure very loudly.
Laying his down, he spread her cunt with his fingers very gently, then fed his huge cock into her and began to fuck her rhythmically, getting faster and faster. She sighed with enjoyment but wasn’t as loud as her friend. Sean wondered if maybe he'd just got the quieter one but he caught Rich looking over with a grin. Flexing his body, he picked up the pace and began to hammer himself in and out of her, fortunately getting her a bit louder and soon breaking into screams. But Rich was also showing off now, spinning his girl onto her back, gripping her ankles and powering away until she hollered at the ceiling. Sweat was breaking out across Sean's magnificent body, partly from exertion and partly with worry. He looked across again at Rich who was calmly pounding away and decided to up the game a little.
Picking his girl up he started to fuck her in mid-air, bouncing her up and down on his massive cock while she gripped his bulging muscles. But Rich just took the opportunity to get his girl in reverse cowgirl on the bed and Sean looked over to see Rich's inferior cock smashing in and out of her tight pussy and making her wail.
After forty-five minutes, they swapped girls and Sean hoped that he'd now got the screamer. He was gutted when his first thrust received only a mild moan of pleasure whereas his previous girl was now screaming the roof off from Rich's prowess. Sean began to wonder whether Sophie had meant it and he really was shit in bed... taking his mind of the job, he suddenly felt his cock slap against the girl's pussy and realised that he'd flopped off. Rich noticed straight away and called across, 'You having some trouble there mate?' Sean blushed as Rich called the girl across to him and started pleasuring them both together. 'Go on, suck me off,' he urged, and they both went down on Rich who lay back grinning at Sean as he frantically wanked his cocked to get it hard again. He hated the humiliation of being seen to have lost his hard on but pretty soon his ten incher was back in business and he climbed on top of the girl and decided to give her all he had and more. After a while she seemed to be screaming a bit louder than Rich's and he wondered if maybe the team captain of the opposition was tiring. But soon, Rich was trying a different position and getting the other girl screaming herself hoarse. Whatever he did, Sean couldn't seem to outfuck him. He glanced at the clock and realised he only had five minutes left to prove himself. Getting the girl into doggy, he gripped her hair and jackhammered her cunt like his life depended on it; she screamed like a banshee and Sean wondered if he'd done enough to win.......
Sean was pulled out of his thoughts of comparison when he was approached by several lads from the team they'd pretty much humiliated that afternoon. Rather than get straight in their bus and head home with their tails between their legs, they must have decided to make the most of the trip and drink off their failure.
'You must be Sean.'
The guy speaking was the team captain. Although he looked friendly, he didn't sound it; probably still stung, Sean thought, by having his team so completely murdered on the pitch.
'Yeah,' Sean turned, hand outstretched, deciding to act the bigger man and not rub in the defeat.
'Rich, team captain,' the guy gripped his hand and shook it in an overly aggressive way. Sean pretended not to notice but turned back to the bar to give his order, hoping they'd just fuck off. He wasn't in the mood for covert conflict; he'd rather just have some beer and banter with his mates.
'So Sean,' Rich was speaking again behind him, a nasty tone to his voice, 'do you know a girl called Sophie?'
Sean involuntarily clenched his fists at the sound of his ex girlfriend's name. He quickly got himself back to normal and hoped they hadn't noticed.
'She said she was dating a guy called Sean before uni,' added Rich, clearly enjoying himself.
'Small world,' Sean added over his shoulder, trying to sound disinterested.
'She's a bit wild in bed isn't she! In fact, mate,' Rich leant in, putting his arm over Sean's shoulder and getting close to his ear, 'she said you were shit in bed – you're obviously much better on the pitch than off it.'
The lads from the other team laughed behind him and Sean could feel his anger rising.
'Mate,' he retorted, looking Rich directly in the eyes, 'your team got fucking ruined this afternoon... and I'm pretty sure I'm as good off the pitch as on.'
He winked cockily at Rich and began to walk away.
'Perhaps we should put that to the test later?'
Sean hadn't planned on a shagging challenge that night but having humiliated one team captain a few weeks ago, he saw no reason not do another, especially a twat like Rich.
'If you can actually manage to pull Richy boy, I'll gladly come along and show you up!'
And with that, he moved off to join the rest of his team.
The lads had a great night, getting the beers down, arm wrestling, getting girls' numbers, taking the piss out of each other and generally having a good laugh. As the night wore on to closing time, Sean glanced across the bar and saw Rich standing with two pretty hot girls, one either side of him. He grinned back at Sean and raised his eyebrow to show the challenge was on. Sean drained the rest of his pint and wandered over.
'Rich... ladies...' he grinned at the girls seductively, already thinking of winning them both away from Rich and enjoying his first threesome.
'Back to mine then?' asked Rich calmly and the girls giggled in agreement. Slightly worried by Rich's apparent over-confidence, he followed the three of them towards the halls of residence where the opposition had been given rooms for the night.
As soon as they were in the room, Rich's shirt was off. He was a handsome guy, dark haired with well-defined muscles. He kissed one girl, then the other, then proceeded to pull off his jeans to reveal his powerful hairy legs and stand there confidently in his tight white boxers.
'I think Superman's gonna have more trouble undressing girls, so why don't I help you out while he does his thing?'
Sean's lycra costume wasn’t the easiest to remove but he pretended there was no problem as he slowly unzipped the top and peeled it across his shoulders to show off his biceps and his large pecs. Rich had already got the two girls down to their thongs and was playing with their tits. Sean looked on jealously and then Rich dropped his boxers for the girls.
'Big enough, ladies?' he asked cheekily as his erection reared out of his shorts.
'Oh yeah,' giggled the two girls in unison.
Sean checked Rich out: he wasn't small, about 7 inches he guessed, but not big either. He grinned and decided it was time to put the prick in his place.
'Glad you like it big, girls,' he smiled as they turned to face him and he slid the remainder of the lycra costume over his strong legs before straightening up. The girls' eyes were wide at the sight of his big flopping cock. He gave it a single stroke to get it hard and then grinned broadly at them.
'Wow!'
He looked from the girls' faces to Rich. He was trying not to look gutted but clearly was.
'What's up mate, didn't Sophie tell you I'm hung like a horse?'
As if to save face, Rich pulled the nearest girl to him, began to kiss her then bent her over the bed and began to fuck her brains out. Sean would have started with a little foreplay but despite his smaller cock Rich was clearly a good swordsman as the girl was moaning with pleasure very loudly.
Laying his down, he spread her cunt with his fingers very gently, then fed his huge cock into her and began to fuck her rhythmically, getting faster and faster. She sighed with enjoyment but wasn’t as loud as her friend. Sean wondered if maybe he'd just got the quieter one but he caught Rich looking over with a grin. Flexing his body, he picked up the pace and began to hammer himself in and out of her, fortunately getting her a bit louder and soon breaking into screams. But Rich was also showing off now, spinning his girl onto her back, gripping her ankles and powering away until she hollered at the ceiling. Sweat was breaking out across Sean's magnificent body, partly from exertion and partly with worry. He looked across again at Rich who was calmly pounding away and decided to up the game a little.
Picking his girl up he started to fuck her in mid-air, bouncing her up and down on his massive cock while she gripped his bulging muscles. But Rich just took the opportunity to get his girl in reverse cowgirl on the bed and Sean looked over to see Rich's inferior cock smashing in and out of her tight pussy and making her wail.
After forty-five minutes, they swapped girls and Sean hoped that he'd now got the screamer. He was gutted when his first thrust received only a mild moan of pleasure whereas his previous girl was now screaming the roof off from Rich's prowess. Sean began to wonder whether Sophie had meant it and he really was shit in bed... taking his mind of the job, he suddenly felt his cock slap against the girl's pussy and realised that he'd flopped off. Rich noticed straight away and called across, 'You having some trouble there mate?' Sean blushed as Rich called the girl across to him and started pleasuring them both together. 'Go on, suck me off,' he urged, and they both went down on Rich who lay back grinning at Sean as he frantically wanked his cocked to get it hard again. He hated the humiliation of being seen to have lost his hard on but pretty soon his ten incher was back in business and he climbed on top of the girl and decided to give her all he had and more. After a while she seemed to be screaming a bit louder than Rich's and he wondered if maybe the team captain of the opposition was tiring. But soon, Rich was trying a different position and getting the other girl screaming herself hoarse. Whatever he did, Sean couldn't seem to outfuck him. He glanced at the clock and realised he only had five minutes left to prove himself. Getting the girl into doggy, he gripped her hair and jackhammered her cunt like his life depended on it; she screamed like a banshee and Sean wondered if he'd done enough to win.......
