Tricking the Straight Football Jock

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The plan is to workout for like 10 or 15 minutes just to break a sweat and it's off to the locker room to casually pass by nude hunks, wet from sweat or water, or maybe just a towel draped around their waist. I'm lucky that there's a lot of hot guys at this college, because I am constantly lusting over round asses and six pack abs. It was the beginning of football season and there were rookies trying to add in extra gym time. I came to the gym late in the evening because I thought there wouldn't be a lot of people - just gymrats. After a quick no-sweat workout on one of the machines, I headed to the locker room as usual and didn't even see anyone. I picked up the pace as I briskly walked row after row of lockers. Did I come here too late? But I got to the last row, and there stood a beautiful hunk, drying off his muscles from a hot shower.

He was about 6 ft tall with dark brown hair. He was sculpted and tan, looking like an All-American underwear model (minus the underwear). He had defined pecs and a nice abs and arms. When he bent down to dry his feet, he showed me a nice, tan ass. He wrapped his towel tightly around his waist.

He looked behind over at me, and I had to act and think quickly.

I see his football helmet on the floor. Without hesitation, I say, "hey, coach said you didn't have your physical examination completed yet." Ha, these new players don't remember who they've met or should know.

He looked at me with innocent eyes, "....who, what? ...what physical?" He looked DUMBfounded.

"You have to have your physical done or else coach will cut you from the team. Do you have it on you?" I insisted, sounding impatient but really just taking in his abtastic torso.

"....No, I didn't even know about it......" He looked anxious.

I was smiling in the inside but looked frustrated on the outside. "OK. So Coach sent me here to find you and any of the other players who haven't had their physicals done yet so I can check them quickly and get these forms signed already. I think you might be the last one. You are my fourth one today already. How hard is it to follow simple instructions??"

He sighed, "Oh good. I was nervous that I missed the deadline. I'm glad you found me."

Oh, you don't know how glad that I found you!

"Yes, you should feel very fortunate. Now, go ahead and put your towel over there. Good, you're not wearing any clothes right now. Let me just feel around you." I didn't really know what I was saying or should say. I just know that I had in turn around, stood behind him, and brought my hands to his neck and shoulders. They moved down and one hand began to squeeze his pec gently and the other hand was feeling each of his abs. He wasn't moving or feeling awkward. "Everything seems to be....fine...yea feels good. Any pain anywhere?"

"No, just sore all around from daily workouts."

Oh, it shows buddy. Such nice firm muscles and nice abs. And nice nipples! Are they getting harder? I bet he's enjoying this. Oops, how long have I been quiet?

"Oh. Yea, that'll happen. Do you feel any soreness here?" I grabbed his pecs with both hands now. And then slowly pulled them away, using my fingers to quickly swirl around his nipples.

"No, not feeling much pain there." He said, not knowing how much I was enjoying his perfect nips. They jutted out now and were like little hills across a smooth plain.

"Good, and how about here?" My hands went down to his "V", just an inch above his groin. I pressed my hands hard. They felt amazing. My fingers felt his towel at his waist.

"Well...I guess...just a little".

"Oh i better check that out better then...."

Yes, a great excuse for further examination. As my hands reached further down, his towel slipped and dropped to the floor. It didn't phase the jock.

My hands went even lower and my fingers hit the base of his cock, and it swung in the air slowly. It was thick and his balls hung low. "Let me take a better examination at this." I sat down on the bench and moved his body so that his groin was in front of my face now. "Turn your head to the left, and cough please". My hands were slowly stroking his dick and my other hand was massaging his balls. "Great. And now the other way". I felt his dick plump up as the blood rushed towards it from my now-faster stroking.

"Uh....is this how it's supposed to go?" He started to get nervous.

"Yes, more or less. Everyone has a different experience. I feel there could be something wrong but I.....just need to examine a little longer." I was just sitting there stroking his now fully hard 9-inch dick. I began to see some precum forming. So hot.

"What are you doing?" He said nervously. But I knew he was enjoying it, because he instinctively tilted his head back a little from the pleasure to his sex organ.

"I need to concentrate. Can you keep your hands above your head for this? Close your eyes too - I'll be done soon." I stroked faster and heard him quietly moan. Minutes later, he started to begin thrusting as I continued to move my hands up and down.

"Hey, uh.......can you stop...for a sec?"

NOPE. I just kept stroking.

 "Hey man.....I feel like.....like....like i'm gonna...............oh fuck....."

He began to shake and his abs tightened up. His cock plumped out and a loud shot out like a cannonball...right in my face. He looked down in horror.

"Oh fuck! Uh....sorry man! I didn't mean too. It...just felt really good and....I should've...."

I stood up and wiped his cum off my face. I got some on my lips...by mistake.

"Hey, it's OK. Yea this has never happened to one of patients before. This must be really embarassing for you, but don't worry - I won't tell anyone, and I don't think you should either. If that works, I will tell coach that your physical is complete and you don't have to worry about it anymore...."

I was a bit light-headed and stood back up. I didn't realize that when he had jizzed, I also had, and my groin was soaked.

I heard a noise and someone entered the locker room. I quickly wiped my face with his towel. I left the hunk, still standing there, spent and panting, scared, confused, dumb as fuck. I quickly walked past a man coming in. The man went to the where the jock was now sitting, nude, motionless. "Hey Brad...you doing OK?"

"Oh, Coach!. Uh nothing. The guy you sent....was just.....helping me out."

"What guy?" Coach replied.

That was the last thing I heard as I left from the locker room doors and ran back to my car. I jacked off again, inhaling his dirty jockstrap that I grabbed from his bag when he wasn't looking.