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College Break

By blucollar

submitted April 8, 2006

Categories: Arm Pits, Bisexual, College Days, Exhibitionism, Family Fun

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The year was 1973 and I was going to Florida State University on a football scholarship. If it wasn't for the scholarship I would have been out of luck.

My name is Trent and I when I'm not at Florida State I'm living with my dad Gary in his double wide mobile home in Jacksonville. I played high school football well enough that they gave me a free ride to Florida State as long as I kept my grades up. Well, I ain't no genius, that's the truth. I'm just finishing up my freshman year with a 2.6 grade point. The scholarship requires at least a 2.5 freshman year so I made it by the skin of my teeth. I was debating whether to take some summer courses to try to up my grade point or just to go home and try to earn some money. Money sounded better to a 19 year old. So I loaded up my 1966 VW van and headed back to Jacksonville. I figured working with my old man in his landscaping business would be better than flippin’ burgers or something.

Dad's double wide was in one of those blue collar type, ok, white trash type parks; nothing real fancy like those old folk parks. Just a large lot to park your trailer on and an old swimming pool out in the middle where the water was always clean but you wondered how it stayed in there with all the cracks in the sides of the pool. The only people that really lived there were working dudes like my pop and a couple of young families just starting out. We had lived there since my mom died when I was 8. Anyway our trailer was in the back in the very corner. We had the 2nd largest lot in the place and dad had built a 6 foot high fence around it along time ago. The four other trailers on our side of the park were all owned by single men living on their own. One, Harry, worked with my dad. The other two, Dan and Steve, were both construction workers.

So, I pulled into the park around 8pm Friday night. Dad should be home putting a good dent into a twelve pack by now.

My van didn't have any air conditioning so I was just wearing my normal cutoffs and had lost my shirt many miles back as it was about eighty degrees outside as you could tell by the residents of the park also. I passed by Dan's place and he had it all lit up and he was on his porch in his short cut offs drinking a brew. He waved when I passed by. Since our end of the park was a cul de sac and only men lived on it the guys were pretty loose with their dressing habits.

Now before I pull into our driveway and get too ahead of myself on this story let me tell you about myself besides what you already know. I am about 5'11" 205 pounds with dark brown hair cut short, almost buzzed. I have a thick beard and have shaved since I was twelve but always seem to have a five o'clock shadow anyway. My legs are very hairy but my chest is smooth with only a dark treasure trail going from the middle of my pecs to my pubes. And yeah, I got a nice cock, about 7.5 inches of thick meat. I am pretty much tan all year because, like the men I grew up around, I don't wear much outside as I am a bit of an exhibitionist. I am your typical Northern Florida Blue Collar White Trash Redneck. Well almost typical.

Now being 205 pounds I could either be fat or beefy. It’s the latter. My waist is actually 32 inches but my chest and arms are very muscular for my age. My thighs and ass also carry a lot of muscle and it’s tough to find a pair of jeans with a 32 inch waist that fits over my thighs and then my ass. But thankfully since I live in the south I can wear shorts almost year round.

Other traits I picked up from the men on our block is that I don’t like all those damn male products they recently started selling...I'm more old fashion and a bar of Ivory and some warm water makes me smell pretty enough. Now as far as dating I did that a lot in high school. I kept up my reputation well. I even knocked up this stupid chick who swore to me she was on the pill. She lied. Luckily she lost the kid in the first trimester and we never had to tell anyone. But my life almost took a tragic turn. And I say tragic because even though I played the straight part well for a lot of years I like to look at, smell, taste and fuck and be fucked by men. Not that I've had all that many chances. I've had a couple encounters at school but other than that one of the only other recreational activities (there was a couple more but I'll get to that later) was with Steve and Dan our neighbors. Steve's forty two and divorced with a kid that lives with his ex wife. Dan is 38 and never been married.

One Saturday before I left for college my dad and Harry were working and don't know where Dan was so the block was pretty much empty. I was working out, in my well worn light blue micro bikini cotton underwear, (the only time I wear any underwear by the way), on the bench press on our back patio when I saw Steve head pop over our fence. "Trent where's your pop?" he asked.

"He's working with Harry at some job they hadn't finished yet Steve, should be home by 3:30 or 4:00 I guess, what’s up?" I made no attempt to cover up. Hell if I had been naked I would have stayed as I was. I loved showing off my body and made no effort to make anyone think different.

"I got this freezer from my brother and I need help getting it up the steps. You mind coming over real quick?" Steve said.

"Not if you don’t mind me stinking. I've been working out without a shower."

"Shit man. I'm not gonna sniff ya. I just need your muscle." he retorted.

I laughed, "Yea Steve. I'm coming." So I went through our gate and over to Steve's trailer. No I didn't bother putting anything on because, like I said, there isn't much traffic down our cul da sac and even if there was it would just look like a young guy in a light blue swim suit bikini which wasn't all that rare in those days.

Anyway, Steve was waiting at the back of his pick up truck. The freezer was in the back.

As I walked up I took stock in the way Steve was looking. He was, like I said, 42 but was aging really well. He did have some wrinkles on his face from working out in the sun but his body was tanned real well and muscular also. He wore short denim cutoffs, which were a tad loose on him, and nothing else. He had a cigarette hanging from his mouth and a beer in his hand.

"Wanna a beer Trent?" It was 11 o'clock and I hadn't eaten yet but I wasn't going anywhere today.

"Sure, what the hell Steve, I can forego the rest of my workout till tomorrow." I said as I accepted a can of Pabst Blue Ribbon and a church key to open it. As I took the beer I noticed that Steve's top button of his shorts was undone and his shorts were hanging on his ass with his crack showing about an inch down.

"Boy you weren't kidding you do stink." Steve laughed.

I raised my arm and took in a deep whiff, "Smells great don't it." I laughed back then took a good swallow of beer.

"Well let’s sit on the tail gate and visit a bit. The freezer ain't going no place. It's hot out and I'd like it better with a buzz on man." Steve said as he let down the tail gate to the truck.

I hopped on and rubbed my feet together to get the dirt off of them. Steve basically did the same thing. Right after he sat down I let out a big old fart and stunk the air around us.

"Damn it Trent. You're nothing but a pig boy." Steve tried to sound angry but was laughing at the same time.

"Sorry Steve. Ain't a very nice way to thank you for the beer." I laughed as I talked. It was about 90 degrees and humid as fuck. I was sweating up a storm and the beer tasted great.

"What you got planned for today Trent?" Steve asked.

"Well hell, after drinking some of your beer and helping you put this monster in the trailer I don't think I'll be worth much more for the rest of the day. Guess I'll just lay out or something."

"Well Dan said he'd be home around noon. We was just gonna sit around and drink some beer. You're always welcome." Steve said.

We sat around and talked a while longer...about three beers more for me and that's when we heard Dan's truck pull into his drive on his lot. We looked over and Dan jumped out naked as a jay bird, "Damn its fucking hot. You guys didn't drink all the fucking beer did ya?" Dan said.

Dan’s kind of a bubba type. He's about 5'8" with dark hair. Muscular but a bit of a beer belly. He's got a nice bubble butt though and an all over tan.

"You stupid ass mother fucker, did you drive all the way home bare assed?" Steve yelled out to Dan as he walked over to Steve's lot.

"Fuck yeah man. It's fucking ten degrees hotter than this at that damn house I was working on. My ass was sweating so much I couldn't take it anymore. I was by myself so I stripped down and never put anything back on. Fuck it." Dan replied.

Dan was stinking as ripe as me. It was fucking intoxicating sitting there sniffing myself then Dan.

I got up and walked over to the back of the trailer to take a piss and that's when I heard Dan say to Steve in a whisper, "Thought we were gonna have some fun this afternoon bud. I'm all worked up for some messing around man. Trent gonna be around a while?"

"I told him he could hang out with us man. Look at the fucker. I don't think he'd object to too much anyway. He's been checking out the crack of my ass a few times. Hang out for a bit and see what happens. Be your usual pig self. It will be cool." Steve whispered back to Dan.

I don’t know what made these two think I couldn't hear them. I wasn't that far away. But I know Steve's been drinking for a while and I also know that if Dan was alone at a job he had more in his lunch box than just food. I would say a six pack if I had to guess. But if they didn't think I was game for some afternoon fun they were wrong. I've been wanting to fuck around with these two since I was twelve. They are probably the reason I turned out to be such an exhibitionist. I see them around here mostly undressed all the time.

By the time I walked back to the truck Dan was seated on the tail gate as well. Steve was on the one end, Dan in the middle and then me on the other end. We all opened another beer and relaxed.

"Nice of you to walk over to piss Trent but it's time for you to learn that we aint that house broke around here. Just don’t bother and piss off where your sitting boy. No reason to move that far away from the beer." Steve laughed as he pulled his cock from under his shorts and let it rip.

"Hold on there Steve." Dan said as he jumped off the truck bent down in front of Steve and clamped his mouth on his cock. I instantly got hard and totally fucking turned on while I watched Dan drink down Steve's piss. Steve looked over at me with a grin and winked, "No need to get up as long as we have this piss hound here too. Don't be shy here boy. Slide on over here." It took a second to register for me to slide over. When I did Steve lifted my arm and dove his mouth into my pit. At this point Dan had gotten Steve's shorts off and was cleaning his cock and balls.

The scene was turning me on so much I was leaking precum already. Dan looked up and noticed, "Mize well get them undies off boy." He reached up with both hands and pulled them off me. He then put them to his nose and too a deep whiff. I haven't washed those pair in months. They are my favorite pair to work out in and are raunchy as fuck. Then Dan was sucking on the crotch part of the undies.

"Tastes fucking great" Dan said. Steve was still munching on my pit when Dan got underneath me and lifted my legs and started eating my ass. I know it was nasty and he seemed to be enjoying every bit of it. Just then Steve went down on my cock. I was in heaven; two hot older studs working me over.

"Been fucked yet boy?" Dan asked when he came up for air.

"No…" I barely got out the word.

"It's about time to be aint it?" he asked.

"Yea.....oh......yeaaah...” I said back.

With that he stood up and lifted me up more and slowly entered my virgin ass. "Push out like your taking a shit boy. It won't hurt as much." I did as he said and it still hurt but for some reason I knew this is what I wanted man. Fucking hot raunchy sex outside where we could be caught any second.

As Dan picked up the rhythm Steve sucked me for all it was worth. Then after what seemed like 30 minutes, but I know it was a lot shorter Dan announced he was cumming up my ass. That's all it took. I shot in Steve's mouth as Dan exploded into my ass. Then Steve jacked off on my thigh. I was spent. As Dan slipped out of my hole; I laid back on the freezer dripping from every hole of my body. But in a few minutes I was ready for more...


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