Gay Erotic Stories

Throughout the football season, Charlie never let Kirk forget about the videotape. The video was one of Kirk "performing" at Charlie's gay brother's bachelor party, complete with sexy striptease, Kirk giving head to the guests, and the bachelor busting Kirk's cherry as two dozen guys jerked off onto his body. Charlie even carried the tape with him to school. Charlie hit up Kirk after football practice. "Remember the tape, Kirky?" he whispered in Kirk's ear. (As if Kirk would forget!) Usually Kirk was naked, fresh from the showers. "I need you tonight." Kirk made many excuses to his real boyfriend, Tony, but he never told Tony about the video or the blackmail. "Fine. Where this time?" "I'll pick you up at 8." Great, Kirk thought as he dressed. Where would Charlie take him? At the appointed time, Charlie sped away as soon as Kirk sat in the passenger seat of the old Camaro. Charlie unzipped while driving. "Get those hot lips of yours over here, Kirk." Awkwardly, Kirk got his face in Charlie's crotch. He sighed, resigned to this fate for the rest of football season. Coach Staffly would surely kick him off the team if Charlie showed him the tape. Charlie's limp member tasted musky, like he had just jacked off. The steering wheel brushed Kirk's short hair as Charlie drove God-knew-where. His dick quickly expanded to a rock hard eight inches. Charlie stroked Kirk's hair with one hand. "That's good, Kirky," he said. "Take it all now." They had driven quite far when Charlie stopped the car and turned the engine off. He had not cum yet, although Kirk had swallowed plenty of salty fluid. Charlie lifted Kirk off. Kirk's lip hung open. "Aw, baby, I know you want my sweet cum. Later, I promise." Kirk asked where they were. Charlie said, "My brother's. He's on his honeymoon." Charlie zipped himself back in his jeans. "Gotta feed the fish." The condo was small, neatly furnished. Charlie had Kirk get some drinks from the fridge. With two cans of Pepsi, Kirk found Charlie in the bedroom. There was a large aquarium bubbling along one wall. "I thought you were joking," Kirk said. He handed Charlie a can. "Nope. They're my brother's babies." "Did you feed the babies?" "Oh, yeah." Charlie brought his cold can of cola to Kirk's cheek. Charlie said, "Now it's your turn to be fed, baby." Charlie teased Kirk's face with the frigid metal. He ran the can over Kirk's lip. Kirk's nipples grew hard from the chill; they pressed uncomfortably against his T-shirt. Charlie had his dick out. He was still aroused from the activity in the car. His fat, semi-flaccid snake crawled through his fist, peeking at Kirk. Kirk leaned his head back as Charlie slid the soda can down the vein on the side of Kirk's neck. The young man shivered; the quarterback sneered at Kirk's discomfort. Charlie held the can to Kirk's shirt, where his nipple was apparent. Kirk inhaled sharply. But he pressed his chest forward, against the icy hardness. "You know what I like most about you, Kirk?" Charlie lifted Kirk's shirt with the can. He touched the can to Kirk's six-pack. "You're a slut. You'll do anything." "What do you want me to do, Charlie?" "Suck my tits." Charlie wore a mesh tank top. The solid definition of his chest was visible. Kirk leaned down and took the cloth in his mouth. Beyond it, his tongue struck soft pink flesh and the silky hairs that surrounded it. He sucked it hard into his mouth. "Yeah, that's good." Charlie rubbed Kirk's body as the 18-year-old slurped on his pecs. Kirk's body was firmly muscled, shorter than Charlie's. The quarterback was slimmer, and he admired Kirk's more compact look. Kirk brought a hand to Charlie's bare penis. He stroked it to its full hardness as his mouth slid to Charlie's other nipple. He chewed on the cloth and the taut flesh beneath. The dick grew hotter in his hand. "Get your ass on the bed, Kirk. I'm gonna feed you some bone." Kirk stripped. With his back to Charlie, he exposed his crack inch by tantalizing inch. Charlie stood with his hips cocked and watched. Kirk kicked his jeans off. Completely bared, he flexed the muscles in his back. Charlie made lewd comments of approval. Despite the blackmail, Kirk enjoyed the attention Charlie gave him. So he bent far over and showed Charlie his bubble butt, his dark hole buried inside. Charlie came right up against Kirk's athletic body. The quarterback slapped the tight flesh. He squeezed Kirk's glutes and held them like apples at market. His hard cock slid between Kirk's legs. He humped Kirk's bent body. Charlie's dick left a wet trail, from Kirk's swaying ball sac to his anus. He stopped humping, abruptly, and pushed Kirk by the butt. Kirk fell headfirst onto the bed. "Give me that not mouth of yours, Kirky," Charlie said. He let his pants fall to the ground. He wore just the mesh tank top as Kirk lay on his back on the mattress. Kirk let his head hang over the side. Charlie stood over the wide receiver's face, his eight inches curved out in front of him. He rubbed his sweating nuts all over Kirk's mouth and chin. When he was ready, Charlie stroked himself twice to make sure he was ramrod hard for his slave's throat. He slid between Kirk's lips. He entered with no hurry; he savored the wet warmth of Kirk's tongue. At first Kirk had trouble taking the whole pole. Charlie smacked his head. "Eat it, bitch," he said. "You know you're hungry, you cockslut." Soon Charlie had a slow pace going, fucking Kirk's throat softly. He bent forward and pinched Kirk's nips. Kirk moaned. Charlie told him to keep moaning, vibrating his mouth against Charlie's cock. Charlie sighed loudly each time his nuts smacked into Kirk's nose. He concentrated so hard, in fact, that he didn't hear the door to his brother's condo open. He didn't know his cousin Deanna was there until she screamed at the doorway to the bedroom. In surprise, Charlie leaped out of Kirk's mouth. He spun to face the door. His heavy cock, shining with spit, pointed right at his cousin. She laughed at the look of shock on his face. She apologized for barging in. "I didn't know you were here, Char," she said. "I'm just here to feed the fish. Your brother asked me to." She seemed to be comfortable with Charlie's nudity (although he did cover his groin, incompletely, with his hands). Charlie said, "But Craig asked me to feed the fish." "Oh." Deanna remained in the doorway. A young man about her age (21) joined her. His green eyes went wide when he saw the two naked high school jocks. Deanna said, "Who's your ‘friend'?" Charlie took a second to check out the guy. He was about five-ten and built like a soccer player, with stocky muscles. The veins in his slender forearms popped out. Charlie introduced Kirk as "a friend from the football team." "Pretty good ‘friend'." The green-eyed soccer player stayed in the doorway. He put his arm around Deanna. Must be her boyfriend. His eyes seemed to be laughing at the situation. Or at Charlie's state of arousal, which wasn't fading. Deanna asked Charlie if he was gay. "No. NO!" Charlie was embarrassed at the suggestion. "But I take it when I can get it. And Kirk here's a slut. Ain't you, Kirky?" Kirk had drawn himself onto the bed. He faced the door with his eyes, but his body twisted so that he lay on his side with his ass facing the two intruders. "Only for you," he said. Charlie jumped onto the bed behind Kirk. He lay lengthwise, in the opposite direction of Kirk's body. Their dicks banged together--but both organs were hidden from Deanna and her beau. Charlie told Deanna that Kirk was being modest. "He'll take anyone." Kirk stared at the wall as his face burned. "Oh, yeah?" Deanna called into the living room to someone named Matt. She and her boyfriend stepped out of the doorway—into the bedroom, where Charlie lay feeling up Kirk's exposed ass. In the doorway appeared another man. This "Matt" was at least 6-foot-10, with shaved, blond hair. When he saw the pair of nude jocks on the bed, his jaw dropped open. Deanna introduced Kirk and her cousin. She said, "Charlie says his friend takes all cummers. Right, Char?" "That‘s right." Charlie watched the tall, gawky Matt ogle Kirk's muscular butt. "Is your friend interested?" "Well, we were on our way to dinner, then a club, but..." She looked to her tall companion. "What do you think, Matt?" Kirk touched Charlie's leg. He whispered, "What are you doing?" Charlie fixed Kirk with a mocking, hate-filled look. "Shut up. You know you'll do what I tell you: don’t forget The Tape, Kirk." "Yeah, but…" Charlie jabbed Kirk in the scrotum with his own hard dick. Kirk shut up. Charlie felt himself getting even harder, remembering how hot it was watching Kirk have sex with other guys. Deanna said, "Matt says he'd like a taste of your eye candy, cousin." "All are welcome." Charlie slapped his slave's butt. "Even you, Deanna." "We'll watch." Deanna and her boyfriend nestled in a chair by the fish tanks, she on his lap. The grossly tall Matt tentatively stepped into the room. Kirk rolled to the edge of the bed. His swelling pecs and flaccid member went on display. Charlie told Kirk to make Matt feel at home. Matt practically drooled as Kirk's tendons flexed. Kirk slunk off the mattress and met Matt in the middle of the room. The taller man moved his lips as if to speak, but no words came out. Kirk wrapped his arms around Matt and pressed his lips to where their difference in height placed his head, on the bottom of Matt's slender neck. The tall blond immediately moaned. He moved his skinny arms and, finally, placed his big hands on Kirk's back. Kirk slowly moved his way down the lanky body. Charlie watched with pride as Matt's face clenched in pleasure. Charlie lay back on the bed. His dick sprang from his lap like a daffodil. Deanna and her boyfriend kept looking over at him. He didn't care. He even peeled off the tank top. Completely unclothed and very comfortable, he watched his teammate open the college-aged guy's khakis. Out popped a long and slender uncut piece. The length of it was skinny even with the foreskin. However, the bell end was enormous, like a fist. The foreskin pulled back to expose the soft pinkness underneath. The mushroom-shaped head was so heavy that the extremely aroused dick hung downward. Charlie guessed the whole thing was about ten inches long. He couldn't wait to see Kirk choke on it. Kirk only hesitated for a second. Then he pressed his lips to the tip and kissed it. He licked all around the bulbous thing, afraid of putting it in his mouth. Kirk parted his lips and opened wide. The dickhead scraped his teeth on its way in; he stretched his jaw. He swirled the orange-sized object in his wet mouth and grasped the shaft. He covered its length, but needed both hands to do so. The head tasted bitter; its skin was silky smooth. Kirk pulled Matt's foreskin all the way back. He could feel the blood flowing in the tube between his fingers. Kirk didn't attempt to take more than the glans; he sucked on the tip noisily. Deanna called to Charlie. He stroked his cock as Deanna stood from her boyfriend's lap. At the dresser beside her, she opened the top drawer. "Does your friend like this stuff?" From the drawer she pulled a sleek black dildo, about six inches long, and held up a vial of lube. Charlie laughed. "You bet he does." She was about to throw the dildo to Charlie when he said, "No. He wants you to do it." She grinned--but looked to her boyfriend for permission. He shrugged and said, "Don't hurt anyone." "But that's what he wants," Charlie said. "Kirk, get your slut-ass up on the bed. Don't let that big dick out of your mouth." Kirk shuffled to the bed. Matt held his head over his long dong. As Kirk awkwardly got his legs onto the mattress, Matt slid another inch, then another, in Kirk's wide-open lips. Kirk got on all fours and spread his legs wide. Charlie got a great view of Kirk's smooth sac swinging. Deanna leaped onto the bed, on the side opposite Charlie. She examined the way Kirk's narrow waist expanded into the pale skin of his muscular ass--with her eyes. With her hands, she opened the plastic bottle of lube and squeezed some onto her hand. She smeared her fingers down Kirk's crack. Charlie's cousin wasted no time. She found Kirk's hole and slid her index finger all the way in. Kirk gave a low moan of protest. The sound was muffled by the ten inches of manhood Matt had forced down his throat. Matt held Kirk's short, black hair and thrust hard, accompanied by wet slurping sounds. Soon Kirk's jock body squirmed and pushed back. Deanna's finger slid easily in and out. She eased in another. Deanna got a kick out of it. "Look at him go," she said. She looked at her boyfriend. "I oughta do this to you, Dane." The green-eyed soccer stud named Dane adjusted the bulge in his tight slacks. He shook his head "no". He and Charlie met with their eyes. Charlie asked the older boy if he was okay over there. Dane said, "For now." Deanna had three fingers pushing into Kirk's butt now. The hole was slick and loose. She pulled out; Kirk wiggled his tight ass, urging her to put something back in. Charlie's cousin giggled as she greased up the dildo. She held the lifelike, flared end to Kirk's twitching hole. She teased and tickled him. He moved against it but she would not let it enter him. Charlie asked Matt how the head was. Matt felt up Kirk's bunched shoulders and told Charlie it was great. "Bet he can't take all of me up the ass, though." Charlie chuckled. "You'd lose that bet, my friend. Eh, Kirk?" Charlie slapped Kirk's right buttock. This pushed Kirk forward; he gagged on the tall young man's lengthy shaft. Deanna held the toy poised in one hand. She pulled Kirk's left glute aside with the other hand. She stared at Kirk's slimy, puckered cunthole as if she'd never seen anything like it before. Charlie had to admit: It was a thing of beauty. Deanna had her face so close to Kirk's ass that her breath tingled the wet skin around his hole. From mere inches away, she watched the black dildo pierce the jock's dark ring. It slid far in, as if Kirk were sucking it up. Suddenly Matt pulled out of Kirk's mouth. Kirk's lips hung open, suspended. Silent for the last several minutes, he let out a tremendous groan. The plastic cock ever so slowly made its way into his bowels. Matt shook his head. "I gotta stop for a while. I'm too close." Charlie smiled in pride at his boy's abilities. The extremely tall young man leaned against the doorway. He said, "Dane, it's too bad you can't have any of this. Whew." Deanna had Kirk arching his spine in ecstasy as she plugged him fully with the dildo. She said, "Go ahead, Dane. You know I hate doing it." Dane had his pants down to his knees before he had even stood. He tore his shirt off, revealing a strong chest with little definition. His body was covered in thick, blond hairs. His dick wobbled. He whacked Kirk in the face with it. Kirk didn't open his eyes, just his mouth. Dane stuffed his cock in right to his hairy balls. "Oh, shit, yeah!" As her boyfriend hungrily fucked Kirk's mouth, Deanna rammed the black dildo up the young jock's asshole. Once it was in, she had ceased to be gentle. She let it rest for a few seconds then drew it out completely. It slid out of Kirk's canal with no problem. Then she lined up the slick tip of it with the tiny hole and crammed it back in. Kirk's body jolted each time, and he grunted. He held onto Dane's hairy ass for support. Dane clutched Kirk's face and used the younger boy's head to fuck his dick. Charlie watched. No matter how often Kirk protested against the blackmail sex that Charlie forced on him, Charlie knew the hot jock enjoyed being stuffed with cock. Just look at how easily Kirk's hole opened for the dildo. Charlie stared at the dark ring as it stretched smooth each time the phallus pushed in. And Kirk constantly purred and thrust back, trying to get the dildo as far inside him as it could go. Charlie stopped stroking his own rigid pole. He streamed pre-cum. He was overheated. He put his hands behind his head and sat back. His dick throbbed, sticking straight up from between his thighs like a flagpole. He caught Matt checking him out. Behind his glasses the six-ten giant couldn't take his eyes from the quarterback's meaty frame. Charlie flexed his biceps. Matt licked his lips. Dammit, Charlie thought. Why do I want this freakishly tall gay boy staring at me? He didn't know, but Matt's lazy stare turned Charlie on. He slid one hand down his muscular chest and the ridges of his stomach. Matt smiled as if flirting with Charlie. The 19-year-old quarterback looked back to his cousin and the dildo. She had it as far up Kirk's perfectly-shaped butt as it would go. Kirk dimpled his cheeks around the heavy object. Deanna ogled the tight jock butt. She'd never seen a guy's hole stretched so far. She blew on the gel smeared on it. Charlie leaned forward. He slapped the filled ass. Kirk shuddered but kept cock in his mouth. Dane growled, and let his fingers roam all over Kirk's face. His fingernails scratched. Charlie squeezed Kirk's tensed ass cheek. His fingers tugged near Kirk's stuffed anus. He spoke to Matt: "You ready for the real show?" Matt approached. He stood behind Dane, his hand on the hirsute soccer player's shoulder. From his height, Matt looked down at Kirk's outstretched body. Matt was fully aroused. His ten inches hung hard, pulled down in an arch by the grossly oversized cap. It was smeared wet all the way down the tautly stretched foreskin. Charlie apologized to Deanna. "Fun time's over, kiddo." She pouted her lower lip jokingly. Charlie said, "Time to share." Deanna stood back from the bed. Charlie asked Matt how he wanted his boy. "This way is good." His big hand patted Kirk's lower back. He wanted Kirk on all fours, like an animal. Charlie smiled. With a little persuasion, Dane left Kirk's mouth. Deanna liked the look of his pink, rigid column. She had him sit down in the chair again. She straddled him and kissed him. Charlie had Kirk turn around on the mattress. Just the very tip of the black dildo jutted out of his rectum, showing to all the room. Charlie's cock drooled at the sight of the strong athlete crawling doggie-style. Kirk stopped with his ass swaying in front of Matt's pendulum. His eyes squinted with the effort of holding the toy in his asshole. Charlie slid his butt across the bed. He put his legs beneath Kirk's body, between Kirk's arms. He put their faces together. Kirk opened his coal-colored eyes. Charlie slapped his cheek lightly. "Tell Matt here how much you like him." "Stick that big cock in my ass. Come on, big boy, tear my ass apart!" Matt massaged Kirk's lower parts, the sweaty small of his back, the hairless skin covering his globes, the heavy weight of Kirk's nut sack. His long cock surged with anticipation. Kirk kept on talking dirty. Matt gripped the end of the dildo. He turned it inside Kirk. Kirk stopped his filthy tirade to moan, low and throaty. Matt twisted the phallic thing, pulled it slowly out, unscrewing it from Kirk's ass, which grasped it tightly, fighting its removal. Kirk kept on moaning even after the dildo was out of him. Which meant he wanted it. Matt sensed it. He slapped his enlarged mushroom head on Kirk's waiting butt. The heavy thing made an audible thump on the solid flesh. Kirk blinked. Matt said, "Still think you can take me, jock-boy?" Kirk didn't answer. Charlie answered for him. "He'll take it all, dude. He gets off on pain." Matt shrugged. He said, "This ass is awfully tight. I'm not sure." "Oh, he's tight, all right." Kirk spoke up. "Shut up and fuck." Matt stripped. His body was long and skinny, his chest flat with some hair between the pectoral muscles. His abdomen seemed incredibly long. The bell-end of his organ was the heftiest thing on his gawky body. Charlie held Kirk's face in his hands. He wanted to see the young athlete's face when the mushroom pierced his sphincter. Charlie chucked Matt the tube of lubricant. "You might need this." Matt used half the bottle on his fat cockhead. Matt rubbed Kirk's ass one more time. He said, "Fuckin' NICE ass." He pressed his wide tip to the tiny hole. Involuntarily, Kirk's lip shook. Charlie tried not to laugh. Matt pushed with his skinny legs. Kirk tried to open up, but the thing was too wide. Matt gripped Kirk's waist. "Don't be afraid," the college-aged guy said. "Your pussy was made for this." Charlie braced Kirk's knees with his feet. "Go ahead, dude. Stick him good." Kirk's ring broke. His face contorted and he yelled out. For a second Charlie felt bad. As Kirk continued to scream, Charlie nearly climaxed. Matt pushed and pushed. Every one of Kirk's muscles hardened as he braced himself. "Oh, god." But the six-foot-ten giant pressed onward. When the grand end slipped in, Matt held it there, just inside the warm tunnel. Kirk was like a speared fish, stuck on the hook of Matt's flared glans. He whimpered. "It hurts. Oh, shit!" Matt looked at Charlie. Charlie told him to go ahead and fuck the silly, complaining bitch. Deanna and Dane paused their make-out session to watch. They couldn't believe Kirk was going to take their tall, gay friend's massive member. Matt had no problem fitting the rest of his shaft up Kirk's lubed-up fuckhole. The chubby bell-end shoved resistance out of its way. As he got bulldozed, Kirk swore and grunted and fell down. He put his head down on Charlie's chest. He didn't care that it was his blackmailer's body. Charlie held him as nearly a foot of cock penetrated him. Before he started fucking, Matt commended Kirk on the tightness of his boypussy. "I bet this guy's popular in the locker room." Charlie smiled, imagining THAT. "I only share my boy with an elite few." "I feel so honored." "Do me justice, Matty: Fuck him hard." "And deep." Matt pulled out of Kirk. The jock exhaled onto Charlie's chest as inch after inch of slender dick tugged on his anus. The mushroom end was wider than Kirk's hole. The cock tip snagged, stuck inside Kirk's canal. Matt pulled and pulled; Kirk's body jerked. Matt grinned at being stuck so good. That meant it was time to fuck. He tore his way back in. Kirk relied on Charlie to hold him up. Charlie said comforting things to his fucktoy, like "You look real hot, baby" and "Keep that pussy tight for your new friend." The tall boy rocked the bed as he dug deep into Kirk. Dane and Deanna watched, his dick still rock hard. Charlie couldn't take his eyes off Kirk's curved butt--and the way Matt's face expressed his ecstasy as his long pole eased in and out of one very tight fuckhole. It went on and on. Kirk's tense muscles never relaxed. His sex canal never loosened any further. He clung to Charlie like a suckling infant. Charlie held him tightly. He rubbed Kirk's half-hard pole with his foot. When Matt was ready, his pace became impossible quick. His long legs pumped and strained. The huge glans barely moved inside Kirk, settling into his bowels, nestling there, rubbing itself on the hot, smooth membrane. Kirk could feel every inch of his rectum surrounding the fat dickhead, stroking the behemoth to its climax. Charlie took Kirk's handsome face in his hands. He kissed him as Matt plowed deep inside him one final time. Matt gripped his lover's hips and gritted his teeth. His skinny body shook like a fish as his balls unloaded their cream. The bucking of his long piece lifted Kirk a little off the bed with each violent spurt. The hot volleys slammed into Kirk's body with sharp impacts. Kirk grunted into Charlie's open mouth. Matt's cock felt like it was in Kirk's chest. And Matt came in a torrent, a flood as long as his dick. Matt stayed inside Kirk, letting his swelling die before trying to pull the massive head out. Charlie continued to kiss the hot jock as Kirk's rectum sloshed with semen. When Matt finally withdrew, Charlie realized Kirk was kissing him back. Matt, with a little twisting at the end, removed himself from Kirk's wet hole. All five of the young people heard the pop. Charlie imagined he could also hear the skinny giant's massive load trickling down his fuck-servant's leg. Deanna made a comment about the two lovers making out. Matt backed away, admiring the work his monster had done to Kirk's asshole. Dane stared at it too; Kirk's hole was stretched wide open, pink and exposed inside. Deanna playfully slapped her boyfriend's face. "What the hell are you thinking?" she asked. As Matt dressed, he said, "It's a shame, Dane. That's one of the finest I've had. Great fuck." Dane looked to his girlfriend. She said, "No." He faked disappointment. Charlie broke the kiss. A strand of thick saliva hung between them. Charlie grabbed it and wiped it on Kirk's lip. Kirk sucked on his finger. "Come on, Charlie. The bitch is all warmed up." "You're right, Matty. He never gets enough." Charlie lay on the bed, his arms and legs spread. He grabbed the base of his hard shaft and held it straight up. Kirk hung over him, on all fours still. A drop of sweat fell from his chin onto Charlie's nut sac. Charlie said, "Show time, Kirky. Time to go on a wild ride." He wagged his stiff pole. Kirk looked to the three others. Matt was fully dressed, Deanna as well. Dane still had his hairy chest and lovestick on display. All three stared at Kirk's ass greedily. Kirk sighed and slid forward on the bed. He got up from his knees to his feet and positioned his leaking opening over his teammate's eight inches. After Matt's massive monster, and with his experience taking Charlie, this would be no problem. Kirk's football-honed legs flexed deeply as he lowered himself. Charlie slid right up into Kirk's body. Dane said, "Impressive." Charlie grabbed the sheets. Kirk's hole had never felt like this: piping hot, slick and moist. Charlie's rod became an oiled-up piston, covered with Matt's seed. Kirk raised and lowered himself at a slow, even pace, milking his blackmailing lover's dick. Charlie tried to be patient, but he was over-sensitized. Kirk's ass was probably sore, but Charlie didn't really care. Charlie bucked his hips. He slammed into Kirk as the muscled jock came down. Their bodies clapped on impact. Kirk groaned. Charlie held Kirk's thighs as he rammed his love muscle home. The fuck was fast and noisy. Charlie's body rolled and lolled around the bed. His dick remained solidly embedded in Kirk's softly stroking canal. Dane and Deanna had a brief discussion. She threw up her hands. Dane leaped onto the bed. He placed his feet on either side of Charlie's lean, writhing form. He stuck his stiff six inches in Kirk's face. Kirk gobbled it up. His tongue took over his concentration. The cock flew down his throat. Kirk couldn't think about two things at once. He remained immobile as he sucked. Dane held his face in place as he fucked the hot jock's mouth. Charlie had no problem diving deep into Kirk's tight cave. Charlie held Kirk's straining legs as he fucked Kirk's still frame. Charlie's cum-slit buried into Kirk, tickled by Matt's thick load far inside the steaming tunnel. Charlie watched the clenching of Dane's buttocks as he stuffed Kirk's face. Screwing his slutboy while sharing--and the intense heat of Matt's deposit--sent him over the edge. Charlie tensed. His legs flailed and flopped as the body-wracking orgasm struck. His pelvis lifted. His cock buried far inside the sleek, hot tunnel. His balls rose to meet it. His howl rose and fell and rose again. His dick swelled and spit. Shot after shot flew out of Charlie's very soul and filled Kirk's deepest reaches. He came and came. His own fluids fell back down on him. They burned his skin, and still his nuts emptied. He screamed and screamed. His cum leaked out and spilled all over his crotch. Charlie pressed harder up into Kirk's body, practically crushing his nuts between their muscles. Finally it was over. Charlie could see again. His dick itched and throbbed. Kirk's body slid down on Charlie's rigid shaft. Sitting there, Kirk tightened his sphincter, choking Charlie's spent hardness. And still semen slid out of the hole. Dane let out a throaty yelp. Charlie looked up. Kirk's face was forced down on Dane's hairy crotch. Dane's body made little jerks as he silently pumped the football player's mouth with jizz. Charlie listened to his boy slurping down the heavy load. When he finished using Kirk's mouth, Dane stepped down from the bed. He pinched Kirk's cheek and said, "Thanks, cutie pie. You're a class act." The three moved to leave. Charlie called out, "Hey, Deanna. What about you?" "What about me?" "You didn't cum." "Who says I didn't?" With that, the three left, having fed more than the fish. Still impaled on Charlie’s manpole, Kirk slumped and lay on Charlie's strong, quarterback's body. Semen spilled out of his bunghole--despite Charlie's still-hard buttplug. Charlie stroked his hair. Before he realized what he'd said, Charlie whispered, "I think I love you, Kirk." Kirk's voice was muffled in Charlie's chest. He said, "I hate you, Charlie. When football season's over, you'll never touch me again." Charlie felt his face burning. With his dick still hard, he thrust violently into Kirk's limp body. "We'll see about that," he said. Comments? I'm jaycruznj@hotmail.com.