by dumbjocks
With Rocky buying protein, is this the end for our nerd?
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*
Despite every part of me wanting to fuck Rocky's ass again, I left his room and stumbled home in a state of post cum euphoria. The excitement of finally fucking that big jock ass was coursing through me and, though my body and cock needed sleep, my mind couldn't switch off.
I kept replaying the evening over and over again and I still couldn't believe that Rocky had cum while getting fucked. Even with my limited experience with men, I knew that was rare for someone's first time. Then again, I thought, he had an ass made to be fucked, so perhaps it wasn't all that surprising.
Eventually, sleep came, and after ten hours of unconsciousness, I woke up refreshed and eager to have another go at Rocky's perfect ass. Unfortunately, it was Sunday. We had agreed that a day off from studying would be best for both of us and, unfortunately for me, that day was Sunday.
Ignoring all of my classwork, I instead focused on how I could make fucking Rocky a regular thing. I knew his bruise wasn't going to last long. By Monday he would probably be fine and then I would have no reason to get inside his pants again.
Looking at the time, it was already past midday, and I still had no clear plan. Feeling hungry, I headed to the fridge.
"Fuck!" I muttered as a bare shelf looked back at me.
Putting on some shoes, sweatpants and a hoody, I picked up my wallet and headed to the shops. My mind wasn't focused, and I ended up wandering around the streets. A loud burst of laughter caught my attention.
Walking down the middle of the road was Rocky with two other footballers. On his right was a younger-looking man with tanned skin and wavy brown hair. He wasn't far off the size of Rocky and judging from the muscles he had, I knew he could have matched the linebacker in the weights section or on the field.
The other player was slimmer and looked more like a running back. He was tall, with a beautiful black complexion. He had an air of confidence about him and he joked with Rocky, easily making it clear they were good friends while the other younger guy watched them with awe.
I was caught in two minds. While it was hard-wired into me that I should flee from all jocks after years of teasing at school, I had fucked Rocky the night before, so maybe I didn't have anything to worry about.
Then the three of them all howled with laughter and the manly punching began. All of a sudden, I was back at school getting chased. Glancing to my left, I saw a door open, and I dove inside.
The doorbell chimed and a bored-looking Latino looked up from the cash register before dropping back to his magazine. Glancing around, I saw I was in the grocery store, high rows of food stretched out in front of me. Knowing that I could hide easily, I hurried to the back corner.
"What are you reading, Demarcus? Bet it's cosmo!" a deep voice laughed.
"Or good housekeeping!" another said with a snicker.
"Fuck you guys! What are you all doing here, anyway? Didn't think you would be waking up this early, Callum, especially with how much you had yesterday!"
I didn't stay around to hear the rest of the conversation. I had already spotted that the backroom door was open and darting through it, I saw the light of an alleyway. Throwing my hood up to cover my face, I ran outside.
Just as I was about to breathe a huge sigh of relief, I smashed into a large mass of muscle and promptly fell on my ass.
"What the fuck?" it rumbled.
Blinking away the pain, I looked up to see Rocky towering over me with his fly undone and his cock out. I couldn't tear my eyes off the handsome footballer and even after he had stuffed his prick back in his trousers, I still couldn't find anything to say.
"Nerd?!" he barked, making me jump.
"Hey Rocky, how's things?"
"What are you doing out here?"
"Um... I was... um, I... I wanted to see you!" I said after several attempts to try, and form a sentence that made sense.
"Why?" he replied, confused.
"Um... oh, yes! To check on your bruise. It looked terrible last night, and I noticed you were limping."
"Yeah, it's been a son-of-a-bitch, but I've had worse," he shrugged.
I had already noticed that he was wearing tearaway pants with the college logo on and after weighing up the risk of a battering to the reward of seeing more, I made my mind up.
"You wanna pop open some buttons and I can put some more of this on?" I asked, pulling out the cream that was still in my hoody from last night.
Rocky frowned, but I could see that he was contemplating it. Obviously, the bruise was worse than he was letting on and from what I saw yesterday, it was painful. If it were me, I doubted whether I would have even been able to get out of bed, let alone walk.
"Fine, but be quick," he snapped while gripping two handfuls of fabric and pulling them apart.
The satisfying pop was followed by the even more satisfying sight of his thigh muscle. Instantly, I spotted the dark purple skin. The cream had made it even more pronounced as was the intended effect, though clearly, Rocky didn't know that, which was probably why he was a bit worried about it.
"Come on, nerd, I need to get back to my friends... Something you wouldn't know about!" he smirked and instantly, I knew what I had to do.
Squeezing a large amount of cream into my palm, I smeared it over his skin, savoring the taut muscle before gradually increasing the amount of pressure. I could feel him tense, but his masculine footballer brain told him to ignore it.
With a grin of my own, I pinched his skin and instantly, Rocky jumped back, swearing loudly.
"What the fuck nerd?!"
"I'm sorry Rocky! I didn't realize how bad it was. It looks like what we did yesterday is helping, but I reckon you need some more just to help it."
"What about the cream?" he asked suspiciously.
"The cream won't be able to do it all by itself. You need some more protein just to push along the healing process," I replied, impressed with how professional I sounded.
Once again, Rocky's face scrunched up as he tried to make sense of what I was telling him. I would have waited for his response, yet I knew time was against me. Though I wanted his ass, I guess I could settle for those beautiful, full lips.
"Look Rocky, I know you need to heal for practice tomorrow. If you get hit on the leg, then you're going down and no one wants to see you cry. All you need is to swallow some cum and then you'll be feeling a lot better. I promise I'll be quick."
Biting his bottom lip, at that moment Rocky looked so cute that my cock pinged to full mast. Tugging my pants down, I let it spring out and immediately the huge footballer's eyes were drawn down.
Rather than wait for him to get to his knees, the floor was filthy, and I wasn't an animal. I climbed the four steps to the back entrance of the grocery store and conveniently my cock was the perfect height for him.
Pointing to the gap between the bins and the steps, I watched as Rocky cautiously looked around before moving to where I wanted him to be.
"Open wide," I said confidently, and the linebacker obeyed.
With a hand guiding my prick, I pushed forward and whimpered in pleasure as my head was engulfed by his mouth.
"Ohh yes," I breathed.
After a couple of seconds of savoring the warmth, my lust-filled mind wanted more. I had woken up with a granite-hard erection and had successfully managed to avoid playing with it all day, and now that patience was coming back to reward the linebacker with a huge load.
"Suck it!" I demanded, gripping his thick blonde hair and then driving deeper.
Rocky's sparkling blue eyes shot open and stared at me as I began to fuck his mouth. His muffled protests turned into quiet groans and he started to take control.
The slopping sound of slurping filled the air. Leaving his head, I gripped the railing in front of me and enjoyed the dumb jock's blow job.
Glancing down, I watched as Rocky hungrily blew me. Swirling his tongue around my tip, he dropped to take my balls inside his warmth, causing me to grunt, "that's not fair."
I was already churning for release. The way his eyes seemed to implore me to cum while my prick slapped against his face was making it impossible for me to hold back.
"Cum... cum... cumming..." I stuttered, my eyes flickering while my body tensed.
Quickly, Rocky jumped up and took in my cock just in time for the first thick load. Obediently, he swallowed before waiting for the next offering. Three more times I erupted and after each one, the jock hungrily drunk down my spunk.
With my knees wobbling, I had to pull back. My tip was too sensitive and the constant licking from Rocky was making me edge closer to collapsing.
"You're right, nerd, I definitely feel better," he grinned, smacking his lips together.
Flexing his leg to make the muscles bulge, I let out an involuntary groan.
He stared at me and definitely saw the lust in my eyes. I wasn't sure what was going to happen next but a screech of tires shook him back to reality, "you can fuck off now nerd!"
With that, Rocky left me with my softening cock out and pushed past me into the shop.
"Demarcus, you motherfucker, how's it hanging?" he roared and the other footballers joined in laughing.
Pulling up my pants, I waited a moment to enjoy the feeling of my empty balls before heading to the main street. Deciding to get a Chinese takeaway, I was dreaming in the shop of Rocky while I waited for the order and continued my daydream as I walked back to my dorm.
Sitting at my desk eating my meal, I tried to work out how I could get more from Rocky. I needed his ass. The glimpse he had teased me with was torture. He wasn't going to have that bruise for much longer, so I had to come up with a new plan.
With the takeaway now in the bin, I played a game hoping the distraction would help fuel my mind.
It was getting late in the evening when an idea suddenly came to me. All I needed were those test paper answers, and then I could get exactly what I wanted from Rocky to give both of us memories to last a lifetime.
Finding the company that had made the tests, I hacked into their website. It really wasn't hard. I was expecting to do some stalking of the company's employees' personal lives to help me guess their personal questions, but first I decided to try the classic, Admin and Password123 and, to my surprise, I got in.
Finding the test papers, I downloaded and printed them along with the answer sheets. The questions were insanely easy, but they were hard enough for Rocky to fail.
It was close to midnight before I finally completed the bits I needed for my scheme to work. Pleased with what I had done, I went to sleep looking forward to my next meeting with the jock.
*
The next day I was sitting in the library study room waiting for the man who dominated my dreams to show up. I nervously checked my bag, wanting to make sure I had brought the things I would need to, hopefully, get back inside his amazing ass.
Soon Rocky clattered into the room. His thick blonde hair was still wet from his shower. He wore a tighter than usual muscle top as well as his usual loose sports shorts. He looked good and instantly my mind went back to Saturday night and that sweet fuck session.
Dumping his bag on the floor, he slammed a protein shake on the table and took the seat next to me.
"Finally, got a delivery of these bad boys! Had two already today and not only do I feel great, but that bruise has fucked off! So thanks for helping out nerd, but I don't need you anymore!" He said, gripping me in a headlock and ruffling my hair.
"No problem," I gasped when he let me free.
Trying not to show my disappointment that he had clearly decided that my cock wasn't on his mind, I slid across a paper, "I thought we would start this week with a test. It's only ten questions, so don't worry!"
Though he gave me a filthy look, weirdly similar to the look he gave to me when I first asked him to lick my balls, he took the paper and began to work.
It didn't take long for him to finish. While he had been concentrating, I had spent the time going over my plan and taking glances at his muscled torso.
Taking the test, I checked the answers to confirm that he had failed miserably again. Rather than let him know the bad news, I was still working out whether I should go ahead with my plan. He may have been dumb, but this was asking him to believe another absurd notion.
Rocky, fed up with waiting, stood up and began to stretch. Whether he knew he was teasing me or not, it seemed that all he was stretching out were his legs and ass.
Placing his hands against the wall, Rocky bent one leg forward, letting the other drop back. Dropping his weight on to the front foot, his ass thrust out, straining against his loose shorts and straight in my direction.
Seeing the plump cheeks only inches away, I knew that I had to have it again, no matter how stupid my plan was.
"Holy shit! You've got them all right!" I exclaimed just as he was about to swap legs.
"No fucking way?" he replied with surprise.
I made the pretence of looking over the test again before smiling at him, "yep it's all right! Here, do this one now. It's twenty questions and a bit harder."
The next ten minutes passed in silence while he worked, his face creased up in concentration. At one point, he was about to hand the paper to me when he pulled it back and went back over the questions to correct one.
Throwing his chair back, Rocky went back to stretching, leaving me to mark his paper. The temptation to watch him again was short-lived as I could feel his eyes on me, so pulling out a random textbook to give the impression that I was checking the test properly, I began marking.
After I felt like enough time had passed to make it look realistic, I leaned back in my chair and let out an astonished laugh.
"I don't believe it. You've got everything right! This is amazing!" I smiled at him, getting a wide grin in return.
"I'm getting smarter, nerd!! Watch out!" He whooped and punched my arm.
Pretending that it didn't hurt. I pulled out more test papers.
"I've heard of this before, but I didn't think it could actually happen," I said slowly while shaking my head in disbelief, with a performance worthy of an Oscar.
"Heard of what, nerd?" Rocky asked.
"Well, there's evidence that shows the sperm of a smart person is also smart. So when you took in my cum, you actually got smarter. My brains and knowledge transferred to you."
"Nah! That's bullshit!" He retorted with disdain.
"I mean, I didn't believe it myself... Tell you what, here's an advanced test. Trust me, you would never have been able to do this before you took my cum. While you're doing that, I'll do some research online and show you what I mean."
Eagerly, he began to do the test, allowing me to pull up an article that I had made last night. Knowing what type of person Rocky was like, I had created the article to look like it came from Ladbible, his favorite website.
Though a quick search showed a surprising amount of articles already online about the benefits of eating sperm. There must be a lot of male doctors who needed sucking off, I concluded.
Nearly twenty minutes later and Rocky passed the paper over. He looked tired. Obviously, he had never had to concentrate this hard before. Giving him my phone, I let him read over the articles I had found while I marked the test.
Even though it was a multiple choice paper, he had only managed to three right out of forty. An astonishingly low score, but rather than tell him that, I shook my head in wonder again.
"Ninety percent! That's incredible." I breathed.
Rocky let out another whoop, "I can't believe I'm smart! I fucking knew it. I felt cleverer immediately after I had your cum. Man, sperm is so fucking good!"
I picked up my phone and found the fake Ladbible article I had written.
"Ah, it says here that you need to consume it regularly to maintain your IQ." I sighed, showing him the quote in the article.
"I mean, with the amount of sperm you have already taken, it could last long enough for you to pass the test on Friday, but I'm not sure..." I said slowly, with a heavy hint of doubt in my voice.
"Fuck that, nerd! I want your cum now. If it's going to make me pass this stupid test, then I'm going to take all the cum you have!"
"You just said that you didn't want my cum anymore..."
"Do you want me to beat you up, nerd? I want your cum, and what I want, I get!" He growled.
Just listening to him demanding my cum made my cock hard, yet I pretended to think it over. Fed up with waiting for my reply, Rocky gripped my chair, pulled me away from the desk and looked at me with his big blue eyes.
"You're going to give me your cum, nerd! I want it filling me up every day, do you understand?!"
"Y... yes," I stuttered before regaining my wits, "but it says here the sperm should be spread about and taken frequently."
"Well, let's get started now, and then I'll text you later."
I smiled at that and nodded my head, "deal."
Standing up, I let Rocky take hold of my pants and pull them down. My rock hard cock bobbed in the open. There was already precum at the slit.
Sitting on the table, I watched as he moved towards me to take my tip in his mouth.
Tthe excitement of having him demand to suck me off had got me incredibly turned on, and I was ready to explode.
"So good!" I breathed as I gripped his hair and pushed deeper inside.
Letting me invade his mouth, Rocky lashed his tongue around my shaft before pulling back until just the tip of my cock was left in his warmth. With a low moan, he began to suck hard, putting enormous pleasurable pressure on my sensitive head.
Looking down, I felt euphoric. I had my muscled sucktoy back, and damn, was he good at his job!
I wanted to last longer, but he looked so good with my cock splitting his pink lips and his baby blue eyes piercing mine that I couldn't hold out.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckkk!"
Moaning loudly, I came hard, flooding the jock's mouth with thick spunk.
Greedily, he swallowed the lot, his giant hand cupping my balls, massaging them as he sucked hard, wanting to get everything he could.
"Mmmm, I feel smarter already!" He said, smacking his lips, "right, nerd, give me some more questions. I've got practice in twenty mins."
Pulling out the test paper he would do on Friday, I passed it to him. It was all part of my plan. I had decided that repetition would be the only way he could pass the test, so I had made several different versions of the paper he would sit. All of them had the same questions, just in a different order.
After finishing the paper, he left the room once I had gone over the incorrect answers. Giving him another test, I told him to practice it tonight and that I would mark it the next time I saw him. I just hoped that this would be enough to help him pass the test on Friday.
*
"What the fuck, man?!"
"Shit, Colin, I'm sorry."
It was late on Wednesday and I was in Colin's room painting Warhammer models. Even though I had glasses on and a magnifying glass, I was still struggling to get the space marine to look good.
"Something must be on your mind if you can't even paint a space marine blue!" sighed Colin, grabbing the marine from me and washing the paint off.
"Is it Rocky? I told you it would be a bad idea to mentor him. He's so thick, there's no way he would digest anything you gave him," my friend scoffed.
"Wait, what?!"
"Sounds like he's rubbing off on you. You can't even understand what I'm saying!"
"He's not that bad. He's been very willing to receive my knowledge... all of it, so deeply..." I trailed off into a daydream as the footballer's ass invaded my thoughts.
For the past two days, I had been meeting Rocky in the library for our study sessions. He came in finishing a protein shake before getting on his knees where I would feed him my cock, thrusting in and out of his willing mouth until I came.
I had been so tempted to push things further. I was desperate to get back in his ass, but I didn't want to piss him off and end up getting nothing at all. It was a gamble and so far I was too scared to take it.
"You see, you're turning into an idiot. You best give him everything you have before you turn into a dumb jock too!" Colin laughed.
Exterminate
The loud ring tone caused both of us to jump, knocking paint over the desk. Cursing, I picked up my phone to see who had interrupted me, while Colin rushed to the kitchen for a cloth.
It was from Rocky and all it said was: Come to the training ground locker room
Giddy with excitement, I pulled on a hoodie and left Colin's room.
"Hey! Where are you going? We still have the tanks to paint!" blurted out my friend.
"I've got to go and see a man about dogging..."
"You what?!" Colin yelled, but I was out of sight and running across campus to the football stadium.
The training facilities were right next to the stadium, and luckily there wasn't anyone inside to question me. Seeing signs for the locker room, I followed them until I was outside the double doors.
Pushing them open, I greeted to the sight of Rocky, still in his football uniform, doing press-ups on the floor and he looked ball achingly hot.
Seeing his firm, muscular ass tense each time he dropped and then lifted up was so enticing that I seemed to forget why I was even there in the first place.
A sudden grunt from Rocky brought me back to life, and I coughed to get his attention. Keeping himself in the plank position, he looked over his shoulder at me and raised his eyebrows in acknowledgement.
"I think you're right, nerd!" He said, resuming his press-ups, "your cum must have made me smarter. Even coach said I came up with good plays today!"
Standing up, he towered over me. That wasn't unusual. He usually dwarfed me, but in his uniform, he was even bigger and the fact that I had fucked such a beast turned me on even more.
"That's awesome, well done Rocky," I replied, noticing that he smiled in response.
"Yeah, it was pretty sweet. So I'm going to need some more and I want it now. I've got a girl waiting for me at my dorm and the team are at the frat house so this is the only place we can be alone," he shrugged.
Looking around the locker room, each player had their own individual area where their kit was hanging up and their name was printed above. It was such a masculine environment, and I was about to fuck the alpha male of the group. It was my wet dream, and I was living it.
"Sounds good to me. I'm pleased you're taking your studies so seriously." I said, barely managing to keep a straight face.
I saw him trying to work out if I was insulting him or praising him. Eventually, he decided that I was complimenting him and he broke out into a wide grin.
"If I realized that it was this easy to make me smart, I would have sucked you off on the first day of uni!"
"If only," I sighed under my breath before quickly continuing, "but we can make up for it now so you can pass that test! Why don't you come over here and show me what I've taught you about sucking cock."
Rocky looked as if he was going to say something. The confidence in my voice was unusual, and there was a frown on his face. Eventually, his expression softened, and I thought I could see him blush as he got to his knees.
Walking towards him, I stopped inches away. Slowly, his hands came up and pulled my pants down. My cock sprung out, slapping him gently on the forehead. Opening his mouth, he caught the tip between his lips and began to suck.
"That's it!" I sighed, driving forward.
Seeing the heavily muscled linebacker greedily nursing my cock in the middle of his locker room was heavenly. The musky smell of sweat was heavy in the room, and taking a deep breath, I inhaled, causing my head to rush and my ego to inflate.
"That's it. You want my cum?" I teased cockily while running my fingers through his thick, blonde hair.
Thrusting hard, I heard him gag and then moan when I pulled back. Grabbing my legs, he stopped me moving and instead took my shaft deep inside once again, this time without the gagging noise.
The competitive side of him meant that he had to show that he could deep throat. He couldn't be seen not to do something, and I took full advantage.
Pressing against his throat, I could feel him try to relax around my thick head. With both my hands holding him still, I shoved forward and immediately groaned when I invaded his tight tunnel.
"Fuckkkkk..." I gasped as I continued to drive in until I was holding his forehead against my groin.
I felt his throat constrict around my tip and I let him up, spluttering and coughing.
While I let him get his breath back, I looked over his padded shoulders and saw his firm ass clad in his skin-tight white bottoms. Damn, it looked so good.
"You remember the article said that cum needs to spread around..."
Rocky looked up with his big blue eyes still watering from the deep throat. My cock swung across his face, and ducking to avoid being hit, he came into contact with my balls. I didn't even need to tell what to do next. Instinctively, he took them into his warm mouth.
"Ohhh yes, that's good!" I groaned.
With my cock lying across his face, it would have been the perfect profile picture for his Grindr account, I thought.
Moving to my other heavy ball, he bathed it. Lapping at the sensitive skin before swapping again, moaning as he did. Shutting my eyes, I knew that if I had continued to look at him, I would have cum, but his ass had consumed my thoughts since Saturday and I needed it again.
Pulling away from him, I saw his chin glistening with salvia and precum. Rather than wait for me to say something, he stuck out his tongue and licked from the base of my shaft to the tip, eager for me to explode in his mouth.
"Fuckkkk... No! I... I think I need to give you my cum from both directions," I grunted, pushing him back.
He stopped trying to lick my cock, and I definitely saw a hint of eagerness from him.
"Bend over and grip the bench!" I demanded.
There was no hesitation from Rocky. Leaning forward, he placed his hands on the same bench he would sit on before a game. The tight fabric of his shorts was at stretching point over his large round ass. With almost reverence, I placed a hand on his right cheek and squeezed.
Hearing him softly groan, I shivered excitedly. My other hand joined the first, massaging and gripping the firm yet soft flesh. I couldn't wait much longer and judging from the way Rocky was bucking like a bitch in heat, he was definitely ready to be fucked.
Forcing my fingers under his waistband, I rolled the tight material down to his knees revealing his pure white jockstrap. It was my dream image and would forever be in my wank bank.
"Fuck yes!" I whispered.
His cheeks were so muscular that even though he was bent over, his asshole was hidden from me. Pushing his shoulders further down, his large cheeks spread open, finally allowing me to see his tight pink hole.
Looking around for some lube, my eyes spotted shower gel left out on the bench. Flicking open the top, I poured it all over his crack, letting it drip down to his hole. With my cock still shining from his blowjob, I gripped it and placed it at his entrance.
Pushing against the clenched muscle, I felt it slowly give. Adding more pressure, I felt it open, and I was finally allowed to sink in, to the sound of a sharp intake of breath from the jock.
"Yessss..." I groaned.
With his asshole well lubed, I drove inside, causing Rocky to moan louder and louder.
"Shit, shit, shit!" he spluttered with each inch that sunk inside him until I finally came to a rest against his firm cheeks.
Pausing to let him get used to my thickness, I looked up to see Edwards in large white letters on the back of his jersey. It was a sight that inspired a team, but for me, it only inspired lust.
Gripping the elastic of his jockstrap, I began to move in and out of his clenching tunnel to a chorus of grunts from the linebacker.
It didn't take me long to pick up speed. His tight ass relaxed as it got used to my thickness and with the gel coating my length, I could drive in and out easily. Soon the grunts turned to moans.
The sound of my hips slapping against his ass filled the room. He was starting to push against me, wanting me to fuck him harder.
His groans grew louder and longer. The sound of that along with the smell of testosterone in the locker room electrified me and before I knew it, I was taunting him.
"Look up at your jersey!" I demanded.
He looked up to see the number seventy-two and his surname staring back at him.
"The next time you wear that, all you will remember is me fucking your ass!"
Rocky whimpered.
"When you walk out onto the field, with thousands of people watching and cheering for you, you'll be thinking of me. As you bend over for the next play, you'll be wishing you were bending over for my cock!"
"Fuck..." Rocky breathed and the huge muscles on his back tensed.
"Tell me what you feel!" I said as I buried myself inside the jock's ass.
He didn't respond, which gave me the perfect excuse to do what I had wanted to do since I had first met him, and spank him.
Lifting my hand, I brought it down hard. His cheek barely moved, but slowly the tanned skin turned red. He cried out, more in surprise than pain, then groaned as I rubbed his ass, making the warmth spread through his body.
"Tell me what you feel!" I ordered, spanking him with each word.
"I feel your cock inside me... fuck it feels big!" He groaned before he made a guttural noise, a mix between a moan and whimper, "fucking hell... "
I saw he was looking to the left. Following his gaze, I noticed a large mirror on the wall. The sight of his massive, muscular frame bent over while my slim body slammed into him was a visual I could never forget.
He looked so submissive. Allowing me to plow his ass as hard as I possibly could. He was even thrusting back when I pulled back, not wanting my cock to leave his tight tunnel. The glorious sight was enough to make both of us cum.
"Holy shitttt!" Rocky's head shot back as he let out an animalistic roar, his whole body tensed and his muscles tightened, forcibly milking the spunk from me.
"Cumming... fuckkkk" I cried, pushing balls deep inside him.
I could feel load after load erupt from my cock, quickly filling up his ass with cum. With each shot, Rocky moaned blissfully. The bench, where he sat while Coach gave the team talk was now splattered with his creamy spunk.
With my whole body shuddering from the intense orgasm, I let go of Rocky's hips and he slumped to the floor, panting.
The sudden coolness of the air made my sensitive cock twitch violently, dripping gel and cum to the floor.
Looking down, I noticed with satisfaction that even though Rocky was in a post-orgasm mess, he had made sure that none of my cum escaped his well fucked ass.
Suddenly, my legs felt weak, and I stumbled to the bench and sat down. Leaning back, I inhaled and immediately recognized the smell. Looking up, I smiled to see Rocky's name on the nameplate above his spare jersey. I knew his body too well, I thought.
A couple of minutes passed before either of us moved. Eventually, Rocky turned to sit down so he could pull off his shorts and jockstrap. Kicking them off, he got to his feet and took off his jersey and pads.
I watched as he had to peel off his compression top, giving me an inadvertent strip tease as he wrestled with the skin-tight fabric against his giant pecs. Finally, he threw it to the floor.
It was the first time I had seen him completely naked, and the sight took my breath away. Like his groin and ass, he had shaved his chest, allowing his bulging muscles to glisten. His tanned skin looked smooth, soft and irresistible to touch.
If he had seen me looking lustfully at him, he ignored it and instead walked towards the showers. At that moment I couldn't help but think of Arnie in Terminator when he had transported back in time completely naked and walked to look over the city naked. They were almost identical in body shape, especially regarding their delicious ass.
Each cheek barely wobbled, instead they looked peachy and juicy as they tensed, then relaxed with each step. I could feel my balls tingle and my cock twitched. After the view that I had been treated to, I was ready for another round.
Getting to my feet, I grabbed the shower gel and followed him into the showers. Rocky was under a warm stream of water, lathering his body with soap. It was something so natural, but at the same time, it was hot as fuck.
Standing next to him, I put on my own shower. The warm water felt heavenly on my skin, and I had another wicked idea.
"Rocky, I've gone and busted my wrist. Could you do me a massive favour and wash my body?"
"Really?" he raised his eyebrow at me before snorting, "you're such a weakling! Suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Nerds like you can't do any exercise without getting injured!"
Though he grumbled, he didn't protest; instead, he squirted shower gel over my body before reaching out to caress it into my skin.
His hands moved across my back to my front. They were so large they practically covered my entire chest, meaning it didn't take long for him to finish my top half. I shuddered as I felt him move down, continuing to scrub my skin until he came to my cock.
I could almost sense his nervousness, so I gave him some encouragement.
"Thank you so much, Rocky, I can be so clumsy... Yesss..." I hissed as finally, he gripped my shaft.
It was the first time he had actually put his hand on my cock. The lie about my religious beliefs when he had first sucked me off was now forgotten as he began to jerk me off and slowly my prick responded, growing to full length.
"I've got one more load to give you tonight, Rocky. Be a good cum slut and get onto your knees."
Instantly Rocky stiffened, and I gulped. The water splashing off the tiles was the only noise, and for a dreaded moment, I thought I had gone too far and then he crouched.
Collecting water, he splashed it over my length, washing off the soapy suds before opening his mouth.
Taking my cock inside, he began to suck.
"Holy fuck, that's good!" I hissed.
It wasn't just how good his mouth felt, it was how good it felt to have him submit to my demand, to take my dirty talk and willingly agree.
"You like getting clever by drinking my cum, don't you?"
His blue eyes shone as they looked up at me through the shower water. Gripping his hair, I pulled him towards me until I was pushing against his throat.
"Relax that throat, Rocky, I'm coming in!" I snarled, and knowing that he could, I rammed forward and with a forceful shove, I slipped inside his throat.
"Fukkkkkk!" I howled while the footballer gurgled around my thick head.
"That's it slut. Get my cock nice and wet for you," I smirked.
"Ah, ah, ah! Make sure you're a good boy and keep my cum inside that tight ass," I said, noticing that his body was shaking as he tried to get used to my cock stretching his throat.
Immediately, he tensed. I could see his large cheeks clenched together, and it had the added effect of tightening his throat around my tip.
"Goddamn, you're good at deepthroating!" I grunted as I began to fuck his face.
It got easier each time I thrust forward to invade his tight tunnel and soon he was eagerly taking my entire length inside his mouth. I had trained this jock well and soon I felt my balls swell.
"Fuck it's too much, lick my balls, slut!"
Dropping my cock, Rocky took my balls in his mouth. Leaning back to enjoy the feelings, I shivered when I felt the cold tiles press against my back.
After the initial shock, the contrast in sensations was rather pleasing. His warm mouth continued to bathe my balls while the cool tiles chilled my back helping to delay my orgasm.
With my hands entwined in his thick blonde hair, I gently added more downward pressure and instantly, he knew what I wanted.
Crouching lower, his tongue flicked out and licked the sensitive skin between my sack and my asshole. Pressing hard against my perineum, I groaned as I felt his tongue slip further down.
Dropping my gaze, all I could see was his forehead and hair, the rest of his face was buried between my legs. Feeling powerful, I gripped my shaft and slapped his head with it, while rubbing my balls over his face.
"You know what? I think you're a slut for cock!"
Rather than reply, he let out a guttural groan as he moved back to my cock and hungrily sucked it. For the first time, I noticed that he was pumping his own shaft.
"You're just a slave for cum, aren't you?!"
He moaned, and I pushed my cock deep inside his mouth.
"Why don't you show me how much you want it? Lie on the floor and spread your legs. I'm going to fuck your jock cunt!"
Quickly, he dropped to his back on the wet floor and lifted his legs up. His hand hadn't left his prick, jerking it as he looked excitedly up at me.
Kneeling between his large legs, I shuffled across the tiles until my cock was resting next to his.
Keeping it there, I watched as he opened his hand and gripped my shaft against his. We both groaned when our hot meats pressed against each other. With his hand slick, he began to beat both of us off.
"You sure do learn quickly!" I teased, "we'll make you a cum hungry whore in no time!"
His eyes lit up at that. I could see it excited him.
"Say it..."
"I want to be a cum hungry whore." he whispered.
"Louder!"
"I want to be a cum hungry whore!" He said louder, the words echoing around the tiled walls.
"Who does? What's your name?"
"I'm Rocky Edwards and I'm a cum hungry whore!" He cried over and over again.
Pulling my cock away, I lined it up with his pink hole. I could see my earlier cream pie dripping between his cheeks. Smearing my head around, I used my own spunk to lube my cock.
"Tell me what you want me to do!"
"Please fuck me. I need your cock inside my ass. I want to have your clever cum fill me up... fuck me. Please fuck me!"
I had never heard anything that hot before. While he spoke, his hand pumped his shaft quicker and his asshole relaxed, almost inviting me to invade it. Smiling down at him, I pushed forward and claimed him for the second time that day.
Dropping down, I spread his legs, allowing me to push deeper inside his ass. I could feel his knuckles rub against my tummy as he worked his cock. Looking at the wonder in his blue eyes, I grinned.
"You're a cock slut now."
Pushing my lips against his, I felt a slight resistance before he kissed me back.
Thrusting my hips against his, I sighed in his mouth as I bottomed out. Already the familiar sensation that I was about to cum rocked my body.
Pulling back, I began to fuck him as hard as I could, slamming into his god-like body over and over again, knowing that he could take the rough pounding that I was giving him. He moaned louder and louder, his hand getting faster in time with the intense fucking.
I could see the pre-cum spitting from his slit onto his chest. He was close, but I wanted to see how obedient he truly was.
"Leave your cock, slut!" I ordered and with a massive amount of reluctance, he dropped his hand.
For the first time, I reached out and gripped his prick. The shaft throbbed against my palm and with one squeeze, he erupted,
"Fuck..." he whimpered as he coated his six-pack with thick cum.
His muscles flexed as he continued to orgasm. Gathering a thick helping of his spunk, I fed it to him. Watching him eagerly lick my finger clean was too much for me.
Resting on top of him, I kissed him passionately, while forcing my cock all the way inside his hot ass. I could feel his cock twitching against mine, and despite the warm shower still running, the spunk he had on his chest heated my body.
"Ahhh..." I grunted in his mouth as I began to rabbit fuck him, feeling my orgasm get closer and closer.
Finally, my climax came. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out, instead my body tightened and I flooded his twitching tunnel with my seed.
My body shuddered violently, and with each jerk of my hips, another jet of cum coated his ass, joining my first cream pie still deep inside him.
Finally, I felt my orgasm end.
I was drained. Dropping on top of his huge body, I slid to the side of him. My cock protested against leaving his warm hole, but I didn't have the energy to move back.
Lying next to each other, we both gasped for breath as we continued to come down from our orgasms. I had never cum twice in such a short space of time. Obviously, having a jock to fuck sent my body into overdrive.
"You feel more intelligent?" I said jokingly.
"Definitely!" Rocky answered seriously. "Something about cum makes me want more and more of it!"
I
chuckled at that. It was nice to have an obedient jock bitch who was
willing to serve me. Life at Midwest Southeastern was going to get
really fun.
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