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***The following is a work of fiction*** Tom was both very pissed and very lonely. He was lonely because he missed Kyle. Tom had made the trip back to Hawaii for the QB Challenge without Kyle, and since the Super Bowl it was the first time he had not been with him. Kyle stayed behind in Phoenix, and it was their last sexual encounter that had also left him wondering what, if any, future there would be with Kyle, the man he had fallen in love with. When they both went to Phoenix, Kyle told him he would have two new encounters. The first one was to help another young fellow like himself to learn the ropes; that came in the form of some unbelievable hot sex with tight end Todd Heap. The second was just for his pleasure. When Tom Gugliotta showed up at his room and they fucked each other, Tom thought that was the pleasure Kyle had arranged. He found out later Kyle did not plan it. Kyle had set up a promo deal for Craig Counsell, in which Craig would go up in an F-16 airplane. Craig had been reluctant to do this, so as a payback Kyle offered Craig a “deal he couldn’t refuse”: the chance to be with Tom. Kyle and Craig had a long history, and Kyle knew that Craig would be a most pleasurable lover for his new protégé. Craig showed up after Kyle had gotten back to Tom’s room. Tom did find that Counsell was the most perfect lover he had been with, except, of course, for Kyle. Counsell, even though about 4 inches shorter and 30 pounds lighter, had no trouble maneuvering the young QB to do anything he wanted. Tom had never had as talented a tongue in his mouth or in other parts of his body. Craig was able to dominate the bigger Brady for the entire encounter. The last night in Phoenix was spent with Kyle. The sex was terrific, hot as all get out, and Tom even told Kyle he had fallen in love with him. Kyle repeatedly told him not to, that there was someone better out there for him. Kyle insisted that Tom was young and needed to get more experience before thinking about any commitments to anyone. Tom begged Kyle to come to Hawaii, but Kyle told him he still had business with Craig. Knowing how hot Craig was, and the fact there was some history there, this made Tom very jealous and very hurt. He didn’t know that Kyle was not being truthful with him. Kyle in his own way was trying to cut it off with Tom, as he too had super strong feeling for this young hot stud. At least that is what Tom was thinking. Tom arrived at the hotel in Kauai for the competition, and found he was sharing a quad with three other QB’s. There was a message for him at the desk. It was from Kyle. It simply read: “I’m on my way. I’ve missed you, and have something to tell you. See you this evening. Don’t let anyone mess with you.” Tom knew what he wanted; he only hoped the same was true for Kyle. When Tom walked into his room the other guys were already there. “Well, if it isn’t the MVP boy,” Brian Griese yelled out. “Yeah, wonder if he is as hot as all those rumors going around say he is?” Trent Green chimed in. “Well, let’s find out,” said Jake Plummer. Before Tom knew what was happening, the three guys jumped Tom, and took him to the floor. They started to feel him all over and Green got right in his face and said, “We’re going to make sure your body is so fucked over you won’t have strength to get anything up. You’ll come in last in every event out there, except maybe in number of times you get fucked.” Tom bucked furiously to try getting away, but it was no use: He was going to be gang-banged by this trio of QB studs. Over the next 2 hours they fucked Brady over, and each took turns that lasted about 30 minutes, each pumping his butt. Tom only pretended to enjoy what was happening, figuring if these guys thought he was submitting to them, it might make things easier for him under the circumstance. Tom was amazed at how strong Griese was. His arms were steel and he had no trouble lifting and moving Tom into any position. The Bronco’s QB rammed Tom’s ass doggie style and yanked Tom’s cock till he was drained dry. At least that is what Griese thought. “C’mon Tom boy, you can give me more of your ‘Wolverine wad’…when I was at Michigan, I used to shoot three times what you’ve unloaded here. You’re just a dumb fuck like I figured,” Griese taunted. Tom was able to flex his sphincter muscle on Griese’s cock and get him so excited that Griese shot his wad all over Tom’s back. Griese’s hard cock went limp and he left Tom for the next QB. It was the Cardinal’s quarterback’s turn to have at him. Plummer’s cock and ass were amazing and Plummer rolled Tom on his side to fuck him, hoisting Tom’s right leg onto his shoulder and leaving his left leg resting on the bed. Tom never had his legs stretched so much as when Jake would lean forward and take Tom’s right leg and force it next to his head while his left leg was flat on the bed. Tom was in such great shape and so flexible that this was not really much of a ‘stretch’. The most redeeming part of all this was Plummer’s thick, wet tongue was exploring Tom’s mouth and Tom found this exhilarating. “Hey Brady, I’m going to shove my ‘Cardinal cock’ into your ‘Patriot pucker hole’ and make your rectum rock,” Plummer promised. Plummer could not believe what a great fuck Tom was, and it resulted in Plummer shooting multiple loads into the Brady boy’s love canal. After Plummer shot his ‘Jake jizz’ into the Brady boy’s butt, Trent Green took over and fucked him face-to-face. Aside from having the thickest cock Tom ever had shoved up his ass, Green liked biting Tom: Brady’s neck, armpits and chest were red and raw from the teething Trent did on Tom. Trent’s thick cock kept sliding in and out of Tom’s hole and the friction caused Tom to start emitting a huge amount of fluid from his butt. Once Trent realized Tom was oozing, he would shoot his load quickly, and then lick up and suck out the tasty mixture. Trent performed this ritual three times in the 30 minutes he had with Tom. The trip to Hawaii and the triple fuck was tiring. Tom was exhausted, but knew things could have been a lot worse. He was glad that Kyle had taught him well on how to handle his body when guys try to take control. He was glad Kyle was on his way. The only time he felt more tired was the time he and Kyle went all night and then rested one hour before going at it again. The guys rolled Tom onto his stomach and left the room. It couldn’t have been five minutes before he heard a voice, “Now that’s one fine ass. It’s my turn to get a piece of that.” Tom barely had time to raise his head, before a 4th guy had mounted him. The guy, who was just about the same size as Tom, spread Tom’s legs and grabbed Tom’s tool and then forced Tom to get on his hands and knees. Before Tom could catch his breath he felt a hard piece of something being shoved in his butt. The guy kept forcing it in further and further until Tom screamed out in agony. “What the fuck are you doing?” “Shut up! You’ll take anything I give you. I hate your fuckin ass so much. It’s all I can do to keep myself from pounding the crap out of you. Ever since you embarrassed me and my team in Buffalo, I’ve thought of nothing but banging your ass and busting your balls. I’m probably going to get my release from the club because of guys like you.” Tom then knew it was Rob Johnson, the wacko QB of the Buffalo Bills. Rob had been rejected by everyone in Buffalo and must have been pissed that the he and the Pats took him and his team to the woodshed not once, but twice, this year. Johnson kept shoving that fake cock in and out and as deep as it would go. Tom fell flat on his stomach, which only served to make the pain worse. Finally, Johnson took the giant rod out and instead of shoving it in again turned Tom onto his back, slapped him across the face a couple of times and then picked him up in a wrestling hold over his head and body slammed him to the floor. Tom couldn’t breathe and Rob took a flying leap and kneed Tom right in the chest. He picked him up and threw him on the bed and began to squeeze Tom’s balls. Tears poured from Tom’s eyes and he yelled out Kyle’s name. “Your precious Kyle ain’t here buddy. It’s just me, Rob, and now I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.” Rob hoisted Tom’s limp body into the air and slowly inserted his rock hard 11-inch cock into Tom. He ravaged Brady’s ass for over an hour and never once did it feel good to Tom. Tom just kind of let the Buffalo Bills QB have his way with him, all the while trying to tune out what he was experiencing with focused thoughts of Kyle. Rob jerked Brady off to the point where he was dry heaving and the pain was unbearable. Even though there wasn’t an ounce of pleasure in this, Tom couldn’t help thinking what a magnificent body Rob had: He was made of steel with not an ounce of fat. Johnson got off of Tom, lifted him off of the bed and stood him up. Johnson said, “This is for every ounce of humiliation you’ve made me feel,” and gave him a sharp right blow across the chin, which sent Tom flying across the room, landing face down on the gray leather couch. Tom Brady just lay there, twitching and unconscious. Slowly Tom was coming around, slowly he realized he wasn’t alone. Tom was moaning continuously as he awoke from his ‘Rob rough-up’ and everything that had come before. His ass was being slurped and he groaned as the guy’s tongue went in and out of his anal opening. Tom’s head started going back and forth, his tongue was licking his lips and all he could do was moan, “Aahhh, oohhh, aahhhh, uuhhhhh, fuuuck, aahhhhh, ooohhhh, mmmmmmmmmm, fuckkkkkkk.” Finally he was able to ask, “Kyle, is that you?” “Yes, it’s me, baby,” Kyle cooed. “How’s my hot young stud?” All Tom could do was cry; he was beyond the point of being able to express what he had just gone through. He was so grateful that this man he would now do anything for was finally here and making love to him: It helped in making his immediate recollection of what had just happened to him begin to fade. Kyle saw the tears silently falling from Tom’s eyes. He stopped what he was doing. “Tom? Are you okay? What’s the matter?” Tom reached for Kyle’s beautiful face and held it between his big, strong hands. “I really can’t talk about it right now. I just need you to love me and fuck me like I’ve never been loved and fucked before, okay?” Kyle looked at this incredible stud’s face with concern. “Love you? Do you have any idea how much I’ve fallen in love with you, ya big lug?” More tears welled in Tom’s eyes. “If it’s anything like what I’ve come to feel about you, then yes, I do. I just can’t talk any more right now, Kyle. So just love me, will ya?” That was all Kyle needed to know or to hear. With that he proceeded to assault Tom Brady with the most intense combination of raw, brutal physical sex and loving tenderness imaginable. Tom was like putty in Kyle’s hands, which were everywhere, exploring every inch of the superstar stud’s body, followed by his hungry mouth and throbbing cock. All Tom could do in response was moan his appreciation. Kyle’s mouth ended up enveloping Tom’s rock hard cock and savoring it like it was the greatest treat in the world, wrapping his tongue around it and sucking up and down voraciously. Soon he could feel Tom tense and his balls swell. Tom gently urged Kyle to release his cock, and with that he began to spray his man juice all over his stomach, Kyle’s face and the bed and his body bucked uncontrollably until he was completely drained. And all the while Kyle was staring into his lover’s eyes, which were misted over in gratitude and ecstasy. At last Tom spoke: “So, Kyle, are you going to fuck me now?” Kyle looked at Tom with ever-growing love and desire. “Are you kidding me?” he asked. “I’ll fuck you all night long if you life. Have I told you lately how much I love you?” “You just did. But don’t ever stop.” When Tom woke up the next morning, Kyle was gone, and it was time to get ready to compete in the Challenge. The show will be aired in early summer: make sure you check in to see how Tom did! Just remember what Tom went through before going out there. Last night's experience further cemented the fact that more than ever Tom wanted to be with Kyle and Kyle only. Later that day Tom received a message. It was from Kyle. It said: “I’ll see you tonight. When you are done with this ‘challenge’, let's go away for a while and figure out what we want. I know what I want.”