Earning my masculinity by submitting to a jock
A new acquaintance invites me over to watch the Sunday football game, and though I'm not a big sports fan, I agree. I'm new to town and I need to build some friendships. It doesn't take him long to pick up on my lack of knowledge of the game and he chides about it a little. "I can see you don't really watch sports much, so what are you watching for now?" And later, "Just want to see the athletes all suited up huh?" he asks jokingly. Then he tries to sneak his arm around me and laughs when I pull away. On his way back from the kitchen, he leans over the couch and tries to give me a little should massage. At first tense up, but, what the hell, it feels good, and I'm secure enough in my masculinity to go along with it. The commercials end and the second quarter begins and he's still massaging. I close my eyes and begin to enjoy the tension melting away.
But then I feel something besides his firm hands, I open my eyes to find his groin pressed up against my neck. His dick is hard and it's tapping up against my ear and cheek. He laughs and walks around to sit down next to me on the sofa, his erection making a tent of his running shorts. He tells me that he used have a lot of fun with the team in the locker room and that by not participating, I've missed out! Men learn to compete and give one hundred and ten percent in curious ways! Enjoying another man's company can only make you more masculine right? While he's explaining himself, he's then the liberty to reach over and start rubbing my leg. As he finishes his little speech he makes a move for my groin. I sit there frozen in place as fondles me and watches the game, his bulge growing the whole time. His hand has moved inside my shorts now and he's pushing down on my balls with his fingernails. Then he cups them, and finally his middle finger heads for the nether regions. Wondering how this will end, I try to just keep my attention focused on the competition unfolding on TV, but I have to admit the whole thing is starting to feel erotic. Both hands now. With one he's stroking my shaft and with the other he's starting to actually finger me.
Suddenly he stops and stares me in the eyes, as if to challenge me. "See, I knew you were a little sissy, now get down on your knees and prove you know what to do with this situation!" My heart is pounding and my throat is dry. His face softens and he laughs a little, "I'm sorry, I get a little carried away sometimes, but if you want to suck my dick, just get down there and do it. No judging. Then we'll go throw the ball around in the yard and I'll show you some plays. You can finally be one of the guys!"
I crouch at his feet as he continues watching the big game, his big firm powerful cock, just holding it makes me feel safe as I maneuver it from side to side is his tight grey spandex shorts. I huddle against his groin for warmth in the cool breeze of the air-conditioning, wearing nothing but a skimpy pair of panties. I breath warm breath onto his lycra covered balls as he gives me gentles pats on my ass, curled up on his sofa. I climb up on to him, legs around his waste, arms arounds his shoulders, I give him gentle kisses, that make his large cock twitch against my asshole and I massage his shoulders.
At half time we retire to his bedroom and cuddle up under his cozy comforter. Thankfully, he's enough taller than me, that his cock can rest between my legs, as I continue to kiss him and stroke the hair on the back of his neck....He is laying on his back now on the bed, arms folded behind his head. His muscular body has become my playground. I nuzzle the bulge in his swim trunks, taking long deep breaths of his musk. I oil him up and slither up and down his hairy abs and chest, dropping gentle kisses as I go. I sit upright on his groin, bouncing and grinding. He's becoming frustrated and impatient, yet I continue to tease.
Finally, I peel back the old wet briefs and collapse on his chest, giving him kisses on his stubby neck. I feel his erection tap against my booty as maneuver back towards it. He takes one lazy finger slides it down my crack and nonchalantly taps his cock into place against my anus. I use his shoulders to push body down so that the head goes in and take a moment to enjoy the throbbing within me. Now that he's safely inserted, he can take the finger away and cup my left butt cheek. I begin to turn my hips and lower back up and down, providing just enough friction to keep him at peak erection. I push my head and chest away from him so I can survey his beautiful masculinity and peer into his eyes. He's grinding me gently cupping my ass with both hands. In an instant, everything changes. He flips me over on my back, his cock doing a 180 in my ass and crams me into the pillows. He grunts and grunts and grunts and I screams a scream primal scream of fear and ecstasy. He smacks my as just hard enough to scare me a little and gets to works in my quivering colon. He gives me his red speedo to bite down on, so that we won't disturb the neighborhood.
I can hear, the football announcers in the background and cheers blaring from the television in the next room. It's still light out, but the sun is lower in the sky brightening the room. I can taste the oil and lycra and smell the fabric softener in his sheets. My body is limp and relaxed until he grabs my shoulders and squeezes me down in the fit of passion. Hs fingernails in my skin snap me out of my daydream and I begin to push back with my ass. He races in and out of me, lubed to perfection. Sweat coats my body and I begin to shake with pleasure. His pulls out a little to fast for my tender insides and he frosts my backside with sperm. He collapses on top of me and bites my ear, causes me to cum slowly on throb at a time all over his sheets, to the rhythm of his panting, until I'm lying is a sticky mess. Everything is sticky, I'm stuck to the gooey sheets and he's stuck to my backside, dozing on top of me.
But then I feel something besides his firm hands, I open my eyes to find his groin pressed up against my neck. His dick is hard and it's tapping up against my ear and cheek. He laughs and walks around to sit down next to me on the sofa, his erection making a tent of his running shorts. He tells me that he used have a lot of fun with the team in the locker room and that by not participating, I've missed out! Men learn to compete and give one hundred and ten percent in curious ways! Enjoying another man's company can only make you more masculine right? While he's explaining himself, he's then the liberty to reach over and start rubbing my leg. As he finishes his little speech he makes a move for my groin. I sit there frozen in place as fondles me and watches the game, his bulge growing the whole time. His hand has moved inside my shorts now and he's pushing down on my balls with his fingernails. Then he cups them, and finally his middle finger heads for the nether regions. Wondering how this will end, I try to just keep my attention focused on the competition unfolding on TV, but I have to admit the whole thing is starting to feel erotic. Both hands now. With one he's stroking my shaft and with the other he's starting to actually finger me.
Suddenly he stops and stares me in the eyes, as if to challenge me. "See, I knew you were a little sissy, now get down on your knees and prove you know what to do with this situation!" My heart is pounding and my throat is dry. His face softens and he laughs a little, "I'm sorry, I get a little carried away sometimes, but if you want to suck my dick, just get down there and do it. No judging. Then we'll go throw the ball around in the yard and I'll show you some plays. You can finally be one of the guys!"
I crouch at his feet as he continues watching the big game, his big firm powerful cock, just holding it makes me feel safe as I maneuver it from side to side is his tight grey spandex shorts. I huddle against his groin for warmth in the cool breeze of the air-conditioning, wearing nothing but a skimpy pair of panties. I breath warm breath onto his lycra covered balls as he gives me gentles pats on my ass, curled up on his sofa. I climb up on to him, legs around his waste, arms arounds his shoulders, I give him gentle kisses, that make his large cock twitch against my asshole and I massage his shoulders.
At half time we retire to his bedroom and cuddle up under his cozy comforter. Thankfully, he's enough taller than me, that his cock can rest between my legs, as I continue to kiss him and stroke the hair on the back of his neck....He is laying on his back now on the bed, arms folded behind his head. His muscular body has become my playground. I nuzzle the bulge in his swim trunks, taking long deep breaths of his musk. I oil him up and slither up and down his hairy abs and chest, dropping gentle kisses as I go. I sit upright on his groin, bouncing and grinding. He's becoming frustrated and impatient, yet I continue to tease.
Finally, I peel back the old wet briefs and collapse on his chest, giving him kisses on his stubby neck. I feel his erection tap against my booty as maneuver back towards it. He takes one lazy finger slides it down my crack and nonchalantly taps his cock into place against my anus. I use his shoulders to push body down so that the head goes in and take a moment to enjoy the throbbing within me. Now that he's safely inserted, he can take the finger away and cup my left butt cheek. I begin to turn my hips and lower back up and down, providing just enough friction to keep him at peak erection. I push my head and chest away from him so I can survey his beautiful masculinity and peer into his eyes. He's grinding me gently cupping my ass with both hands. In an instant, everything changes. He flips me over on my back, his cock doing a 180 in my ass and crams me into the pillows. He grunts and grunts and grunts and I screams a scream primal scream of fear and ecstasy. He smacks my as just hard enough to scare me a little and gets to works in my quivering colon. He gives me his red speedo to bite down on, so that we won't disturb the neighborhood.
I can hear, the football announcers in the background and cheers blaring from the television in the next room. It's still light out, but the sun is lower in the sky brightening the room. I can taste the oil and lycra and smell the fabric softener in his sheets. My body is limp and relaxed until he grabs my shoulders and squeezes me down in the fit of passion. Hs fingernails in my skin snap me out of my daydream and I begin to push back with my ass. He races in and out of me, lubed to perfection. Sweat coats my body and I begin to shake with pleasure. His pulls out a little to fast for my tender insides and he frosts my backside with sperm. He collapses on top of me and bites my ear, causes me to cum slowly on throb at a time all over his sheets, to the rhythm of his panting, until I'm lying is a sticky mess. Everything is sticky, I'm stuck to the gooey sheets and he's stuck to my backside, dozing on top of me.
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