Jock Dream

"Stay at my place tonight, I have got a new game." John said to me while packing his schoolbag. A pink envelope fell out of a desk drawer.

"A love letter again?" came my curious inquiry as he rolled it up into a ball before throwing it across the entire room to land neatly in the wastebasket.

"Damn! What a waste!" Carter turned his head and said in a low voice, "I saw it at noon today. Jacqueline from art design asked the girls in our class to put it in your desk. The girl in art design! That ass! That tit! Damn it!"

"She’s all yours. I'm just a freshman in college, and I only focus on my studies." John didn't even look up.

"Bah!" Carter turned the chair and moved closer. The smell of smoke in his mouth made me frown. "Are you serious? give me a break! I saw you when you peed. You got a big dick, and I can tell you are not a virgin. Tell my bro, how many girls have you fucked?”

" Fuck! Fuck! You pervert, peeping at other people's dicks.” John was a little annoyed.

"Hey."  Carter grinned, "I heard that you were popular when you were in high school. They say that all girls wanted you."

There were still some students in the room even if there weren't many of them. "Ahem!" I hiccupped. “Don't talk shit in front of Liam.” John grinned and reached out his hands to cover my ears. “He is still a virgin.”

"That's right. If you say that Liam is a virgin, I will believe it. Look at him, he looks like a pretty girl."

"Let's go, we won't be able to catch the bus if we don’t leave now." I stood up, my face blushed.

John and I are in the same neighbourhood, and the two families are very close. His father is a ship captain of a fishing company and is away all year round. John’s mother often has to live in a neighboring city for a period of time in order to take care of his sick grandmother.

Every now and then, I will ask: "Mum, can I go hang out with John?" And she was always delighted to have me in such good company. No woman could resist his captivating charm – my mum included!

"Jaqueline—do you like her?" I glanced at John's toned physique, its sun-kissed hue glowing under the golden light of the room. "She is beautiful."

"I have met her in class a couple of times.”  John suddenly leaned over to me, with a narrow smile on his face. "But I like Jessica better."

"Jessica Keaton? the football cheer leader?" I was a little taken aback because Jessica is, in fact, stunning and this year's most desirable freshman. She is exceptional in many areas, including her family and her schoolwork. She has, however, always had a chilly demeanour and seemed uninterested in anyone for the few months since the start of college.

"Are you interested in her?" I cast a quick glance at John as he undid his belt.

“She is interested in me!” John kicked off his pants, showing off his six-pack and leaving only a pair of white briefs on his torso.

"I'll take a shower first, you try the game first, don't suck." John slowly strolled towards the bathroom. Each time a new game arrived at his house; I'd be getting an invite to join in on some late-night fun!

I'm no stranger to taking care of John. As he approaches the restroom, I hang his shirt and pants in the closet. He always jokingly said that if I were a girl, he'd propose in an instant. Not funny at all

"Liam, bring me a new bottle of shower gel, it's on my bedside table." John called.

I was frozen in a trance, unable to look away from John’s exposed body. Greed coursed through my veins as I longed for the chance to satisfy my burning curiosity - yet fear restrained me like an invisible leash of shame and anxiety. Every moment I resisted temptation felt like falling deeper into an abyss of erotic longing; so close, but barely out of reach...

I quickly found the shower gel, came to the bathroom door, hesitated, opened the door and went in.

The bathroom was filled with steam, and John stood there naked. His enormous manhood felt like a magnet, intoxicating me with its sheer size. I was hypnotized and overwhelmed - yet others around us whispered about their curiosity of the unknown power he possessed because it looked so well used. Although my stomach twisted in excitement, still I had to resist his allure and walk away from temptation.

"Hey, can you do a massage on my neck? " John suddenly made a request that I hadn't expected. "I will do it for you later."

"No, I don't need your massage." I felt a little thirsty.

John's hands gently tugged me closer, and his request for help was like a siren call. He had been playing hard on the court all week, leaving him with an ache in his neck that even strong muscles couldn't ease alone.

I was left with no other option but to take the plunge and close in on John. He leaned over, pressing both hands against the wall as he arched his back toward me. I pressed the muscle on his neck and my trembling fingers betrayed how aroused I had become by this intimate moment together.

"Bro, can you press it harder" John dissatisfied.

I increased my strength with both hands, pushing harder as John challenged me to prove how strong I was. His voice deepened in pleasure as he asked for more intensity - prompting a seductive battle of wills that only proved to heighten the erotic electricity between us.

"Uh——cool!" John exhaled in satisfaction.

My touch sent shudders of pleasure through John's body- I watched his muscular frame undulate and shake with delight. His cock slick from the shower droplets, moved back and forth in time to our intimate melody - a deep red hue peeking out proudly past its velvety curtain of pubic hair.  An impressive dark tip glistened before me like gems on black velvet; Carter was right!

I couldn't take my eyes off it anymore, I was completely mesmerized by the gross, dirty, amazing, beautiful, holy, great cock. The cock in my crotch was already erect, and the top of the glans was aching on the pants. A ball of virtual fire rose from the lower abdomen and surged upwards, and the mouth was dry and kept swallowing saliva. My mind is also hot, I need something to quench my thirst, otherwise I will be burned by this fire of desire immediately. right! That's it! That dark, thick cock. Just let me suck a bit and it will save me. I couldn't take it anymore; I was going to kneel and take that big cock in my mouth.

"Thank you." John interrupts my mind. he straightened up his body, and said with a smile, "Not bad, man."

I turn back sit on the couch, closed my eyes, and tried to think about something else, but the big dark dick kept coming to my mind, John! I hate you as much as I love you.

I'll never forget that hot summer day when I first laid my eyes on John. Every student in the room was captivated by his tall, strong figure and suave presence as he entered behind our homeroom teacher. But it wasn't until later, after swimming together in the ocean waves or curled upside-by-side talking late into the night about everything under the stars - did a passionate love begin to spark between us. When we finally embraced goodbye with just one look from him sending shivers down every inch of me - something had changed forever inside my heart. Today even though I hate spending time apart, each moment away only makes me ache more for this sensual man's touch, dreaming of being close again soon!

However, what John said was true, and the entire class soon discovered that Jessica, the football cheerleader, had fallen in love with him. Everyone believes that iceberg beauty has a place in his heart, and this is already heartbreaking, and judging by Jessica's performance, it is clear that she is the one actively throwing herself into his arms. The boys all looked at John with envy and hatred in their eyes. Carter was the most heinous of them all. He made fun of them whenever he saw John and Jessica together. Behind his back, he muttered things like, Jessica must have been fucked good by John, and Jessica's small pussy is ruined.

John has always been a magnet for the ladies, and this latest conquest is no exception. Beautiful Jessica can't help but succumb to John's charms - his handsome features drawing her in like an iceberg melting away into pools of desire. Yet as we all know, John loves nothing more than sinking himself into a new game. So, it seems that even passionate dalliances must yield before his thirst for adventure!

It appeared that their romance had blossomed, as each day the two would be seen stealing moments together. Soon news spread of how they lovingly held hands on secluded paths and snuggled sweetly in secret spots - classmates could barely contain themselves at witnessing such a passionate affair! Every weekend seemed to bring more romantic dates, only reinforcing what everyone already knew: these two were head over heels for one another.

John's passionate exchange with Jessica left me speechless; their chemistry was as palpable a force in the room as electricity. With just one look and a gentle kiss, I watched her skin ignite into an aroused blush that perfumed like ripe peach blossoms on spring air. Little did I know then of the love affair between them-- it surpassed my wildest fantasy!

Every Friday, after the final lecture of self-study time has come and gone, a select few athletic boys remain to indulge in their favorite pastimes - basketball & football. John is among them; he lives for those afternoon games with his classmates. I linger too – not so much playing as catching up on some shut eye until John will wake me from my peaceful slumber when its finally time go home together at day's end.

But that Friday was something else entirely. While most of the class had already gone, John stayed behind with a cute little smirk on his face that told me he knew exactly what was coming next. Then in stepped Jessica and I could tell they were up to no good—John even gave me a saucy wink before settling into an intimate conversation with her. It all seemed so charged, like they'd been waiting for their alone time together.

"I'm going." I was irritated because I hadn't been mentioned the plan earlier. I stood up and began packing my schoolbag.

"Don't, you nap next to me for a while, don't you usually nap at this time?" "Let's go together later, my mother went to my grandma's house again today, Let’s play games tonight" John said, pulling my schoolbag.

I'm a little hesitant.

John's hushed utterance of "good boy" sent a shiver down my spine. Looking over, I spotted Jessica walking up to us and saw his gaze flicker across her body. Swinging the schoolbag back into its drawer, I slowly strode towards Carter’s seat - so close yet still far away from John - and perched myself on top of it, clutching an English book before me as protection against any curious eyes in the classroom. When Jessica took what used to be mine mere moments ago, there was nothing but laughter coming out between them – something that seemed too intimate for this environment but made me even more attentive about their exchanges; So instead of joining the two or continuing some mindless chatter with classmates around him, he just decided to lie atop his desk with clasped shut eyelids while letting myself drift off under John's alluring whispers...

The two began talking and laughing, but it soon became a whisper. I opened my eyes after an unknown amount of time and looked through the gap between the book and the table——John and Jessica both lying on the desk, head-to-head, motionless, and John rested his right arm on Jessica's back; they both appeared to be asleep.

Out of sudden, Jessica started to tremble like a leaf as her body convulsed with pleasure, and muffled moans turned into low sobs. John's left wrist was tightly held between Jessica's legs as she gasped in ecstasy from the feeling of his hand slipping around hers. His forearm hidden beneath her skirt intensified their intimate moment until it culminated in an explosive finale that forced out one last rapturous gasp before they both collapsed onto chair but satisfied by each other’s touch.

Jessica eventually calmed down.

"Take it out," Jessica said quietly. "You hold on too tight, baby." Jessica blushed and spread her legs apart as John chuckled.

John took his hand away from Jessica's legs, looked her in the eyes, and smelled it. His fingers had a slimy lustre, which I could clearly see. Jessica blushed and rose to leave. "We're not done yet," John said, pulling her back and pointing to his raised crotch.

"It's too late today; maybe next time?" Jessica shook John's hand and murmured.

"No."

John expressed his displeasure.

"It's really too late; getting you off will take a long time." Jessica was feeling a little guilty.

"Say something good. I will let you go today." John gave a narrow smile.

"I'll give you an oral text time," Jessica says shyly as she leans in close to John's ear. "Big John."

 He laughed as he grabbed at her exquisitely shaped ass, pleased by what she said in return.

After Jessica left the classroom, John shoved me, and I pretended to wake up. Looking around, I discovered that I was the only person left in the classroom.

I couldn't help but keep my eye on John and Jessica's every move; I was bewitched by their enigmatic connection. As the months went by, nothing strange or extraordinary surfaced - likely because I had never experienced a romantic relationship before. Then it occurred to me -- what if I get help from someone like Carter, and his expertise on sex? Ahh yes – he may well have been just what I missed.

To get the answers I sought, my interactions with Carter changed dramatically. Once avoided and disregarded conversations now had me leaning forward in a rapturous anticipation of every word he uttered.

Entrance to the school's public restrooms

“Fuck, you know what?” Carter's usual conversation starters are typically ones that involve bragging about his prowess in the bedroom or discussing any intimate escapades.

“Jessica, as soon as she lays a hand on John's dick, her knees buckle and all resistance is gone! As slutty as you want.”

"Stop talking about it; it's as if you saw it." A young man expressed his displeasure.

"Fuck! "When did I say something without providing evidence?" There was no one around when Carter looked around. "That Engineering brat is my best friend. He told me the other day that he saw John and Jessica " They were hiding behind a bush near the football court "Carter came to a sudden halt.

"What's the matter? Please tell me! Fuck!" One by one, the boys booed.

"Hey," smirked Carter, "Jessica is sucking John’s cock there! Both big tits are out, and he saw it.”

“Fuck! Seriously, don't fool around you fuck.”

"If I lie, I will suck your dick," Carter vowed. "My brother can see clearly, Johnis sitting against the tree, Jessica was kneeling and sucking his cock, her big ass is sticking out high, and John keeps rubbing her big tits."

"Fuck! Jessica is such a whore! I'm so mad at her." A boy expressed dissatisfaction.

"Come on, you're mad?  Like Jessica even looked at you. You've been thinking of her masturbating, huh? " The boys began to tease each other.

“What else do you know, boss? Tell us more. You say that John has never fucked Jessica's pussy."

"Yeah, boss, don't keep it to yourself; talk about it. My dick is hard. "

"You're going to fuck Jessica if she is right in front of you, right? Fuck, John's big dick! When it's hard, it's probably longer than your forearm. Insert Jessica's sweet pussy, and she'll come as many times as she wants." Carter said with a click of his tongue, "Women, you can fuck as much as you want as long as she gets fucked good by a big dick. Just say the girl I fucked before."

As soon as I realized Carter had changed the topic, my heart began to flutter. A thrilling sensation ran up and down my spine like an electric current. Bush's roar echoed in the air around me - arousing a passion that seemed so strong it could reach out across any football field.