The Freshman Hockey Player

Caleb and Hunter lay naked together, holding each other after three rounds of incredible sex. Both the boys could not keep their hands off each other, touching, rubbing, caressing getting to know every muscle, bump, making a mental map of the skin they had longed to touch for so long.

They lay looking deeply into each other’s eyes, exhausted from their marathon fuck session, oblivious to the outside world.

“So, I guess you guys worked things out?” said a smiling Blake standing in the doorway. “It smells like a whorehouse in here.”

“Well, he is my teammate. We thought we would try out the last half of the word.” Said the ever-joking Hunter, which elicited a punch in the arm from the blushing Caleb.

“Just so you guys know, fresh and I are working things out too.” As he reached over to the kid with the open mouth, still staring at the ripped teammates lying entwined on the bed, pulling him into a deep kiss.

“We had no problem waiting for you fuckers to figure things out. But you may want to have the interior of you Jeep detailed. Fresh and I tried out every surface.” He laughed as the boy’s face turned crimson. God, he loved making the kid blush. He was so hot with red cheeks as he pulled the handsome boy into another passionate kiss.

“You horny fuckers! You deflowered my Jeep?” Said Caleb with mock anger.

“Fresh and I are going to bounce. You guys can lock up when you are ready to go. Take your time. Mate a few more times if you want.” Said the big stud laughing. “And, Damn! Get a shower!” Said the big defenseman as he wafted his hand in front of his face and scrunched up his nose. “Strip the fucking bed too. It looks like a gallon of vanilla ice cream exploded on it.” Which made both of the hot stud’s blush, then all four teammates burst out laughing.

* * *

Austin was pacing around in his room. It had been two weeks since he had been whored out at the truck stop to pay off his debt to Blake. His sexual frustration had been building every day. Cloe had texted him to go out tonight, but he just didn’t feel like it. Sex between them had been good, but the orgasm he had experienced with Steven was a whole different level.

He thought of Steven when he was fucking Cloe, dreamed about Steven’s monster cock pile driving him to an explosive orgasm in his wet dream, three times this week. “AAAAGGGGHHHH” Waking up covered in cum. ‘What the fuck was wrong with him. He had the looks to get any girl he wanted. They would line up to fuck him. He could have sex with Cloe anytime he wanted. Yet here he was longing for, aching for, the big, muscled stud to man handle him again. Pummel his prostate with that giant horse cock.’

He looked down at his phone. When had he programmed in Steven’s number? He couldn’t even remember, his brain too occupied with the thrusting action of the mountain of a man mauling his sculpted body.

His fingers shook as he typed in the message. ‘Where do you live?’

‘Who is this?’

“Fuck!” Austin threw his phone down on the couch. ‘What the fuck was he doing?’ He went to the fridge and downed a beer. He continued to pace in an arc around the couch staring down at his phone, like it was some wild squirrel loose in his apartment, and if he reached for it he would get bit.

He sat down on the couch cracking open a fresh beer, staring at the device with the fucking annoying flashing blue light indicating an unanswered text. What would it hurt, he rationalized, to just get the address?

Snatching up the phone, he began to type, his hands shaking so much it was hard to read the screen. ‘It’s Austin, from the truck stop.’ Send.

“Oh god!” He threw the phone down on the couch again like it had scalded him. The hot stud pacing frantically around the room staring at the device that was threatening to ruin his life.

Bzzzzz He heard the sound of the phone vibrating to the arrival of a new text. He walked slowly across the room and read the message. ‘723 West Ave, Apt B, Brighton’ ‘Shit! That was only 20 minutes away.’ The centerman continued reading. ‘I got no plans tonight, just hanging at home. You should come over.’

‘How did he get in his car? Why was he driving West?’ His cock was rock hard, his breathing labored.

“NO!! This is stupid!” The hot stud slammed his fists on the steering wheel. He swung the SUV into the emergency turn around and floored it heading back East, the big V8 quickly getting back up to 75mph.

The determined stud looked to the right at the huge billboard. ‘Loves truck stop, next exit. Truck stop.’ His ass clenched and his rigid cock leaked out, causing a wet spot on his bronze chino’s. “Fuck!”

He sat at the stop sign at the end of the exit ramp, his mind swirling. ‘Was he really going to do this? Just go straight across the road and back onto the Eastbound freeway. Go straight to Cloe’s and pound her wet pussy.’ Thought the frustrated stud. ‘Funny, he had just used the word “straight” in two back-to-back thoughts. ‘Was it a statement or a question? Should he…’

HONK! The car behind him snapping him back to present. His hand pulling down on the signal lever as he turned the wheel of the Tahoe to the left.

‘West Ave is not the nicest place in town.’ He thought as he drove past unkept yards, broken down fences and older model cars, many with missing body panels, lining the street. He looked down at his phone giving him directions. “Your destination is on the left.” ‘Destination.’ The word took on new meaning as his cock strained against the wet fabric.

The nervous stud made his way up the exterior stairs, attached to the side, near the back of an old house, its siding weathered from the lack of upkeep and peeling paint. His feet kept finding the next step, as he looked over at the large barking dog in the fenced yard three houses down. ‘They are just going to talk.’ He thought. ‘Talk about what? How much he liked that huge horse cock fucking him? Turn and run down the stairs.’ His feet would not listen, his second brain driving him forward.

He found himself standing at the solid door with a rusted metal “B” on it. The wind blowing down the back of his neck giving him chills, making him shiver. Or was it the anticipation, the excitement of giving in to the forbidden, that was giving him goose bumps and making him shiver?

Somehow his knuckles impacted the wood. Once, twice. Steven opened the door and grabbed the startled stud, pulling him inside. He pushed him up against the wall, aggressively kissing the gorgeous stud’s parted lips.

Austin found himself kissing the big hunk back, quickly turning into a frenzied facial assault, hands groping each other’s firm bodies. Steven lifted up the pinned hockey player and pressed his thigh up firmly against the stud’s balls and engorged cock. The muscled man holding Austin with one arm like it was nothing, while the other worked at freeing the ripped body from the confines of clothing.

Every time the big stud’s thick finger would hit the hot studs’ ribs or sculpted abs the hot truck stop whore would convulse. “Sorry I am kind of ticklish.” Austin explained, wondering if Steven had remembered.

He carried the panting stud across the small kitchen, living room and into the bedroom. He laid the now shirtless Adonis down on the bed, yanked off his shoes and socks as well as his pants. Steven was naked in an instant as he laid down on top of the hot stud.

“Fuck me! Fuck me with that horse cock of yours, please.” Austin pleaded to Steven. The big apprentice got up on his knees and knee walked up the ripped body of the hot stud. His huge balls laying in the cleavage of the sculpted pecs. He grabbed another pillow and pushed it under Austin’s head lifting it up to a better angel, so the tip of his dripping cock was pressed against the full red lips of the stud in heat.

Austin’s tongue snaked out and licked every drop of the sweet liquid from the huge purple head, driving the tip into the large piss slit, desperate to find more. He opened his mouth wide and took in the end of the monster tool, sucking the hot flesh into his mouth, his lips stretched around the large shaft.

As his horse cock was being serviced by the enthusiastic mouth of the gorgeous stud, Steven reached for the lube on the nightstand. He squeezed out a large gob on his fingers and spread it in the sucking stud’s crevice. His middle finger pushed the slick fluid past the outer ring causing a loud moan to come from the kid’s full mouth. His over sensitive ticklish skin reacting to the stimuli, causing greater pleasure.

He worked the finger in and out of the tight hole, pushing more lube in, preparing the muscle for the coming onslaught. He added a second finger, then a third. The stud’s hips were thrashing around the big fingers pleasuring his ass, driving him crazy. Each time pushing the huge tool farther into the sucking mouth. Steven gripped Austin’s hair and pulled his head forward, burying another inch in the overstuffed orifice.

Steven had pushed in as much of the huge tool as he could. He had about half in, but no way was more going to fit, the girth was just too much. He looked down at the red face and tearing eyes of the gorgeous cock sucker he held firmly on his cock, engrossed by how great those lips and hot moist mouth felt, when he felt two hands on his sculpted pecs pushing him back. Steven quickly pulled back realizing that the stud below him couldn’t breathe.

Austin gasped for breath as his throat slime dripped off the monster cock hovering above his lips, on to his cleft chin filling the small crease.

Steven moved back down the glistening body and lifted Austin’s muscular legs up onto his broad shoulders. He spread another glob of lube on his raging member and pressed the tip to the slicked-up hole of the 23-year-old hockey stud.

Austin felt the pressure of the battering ram trying to force its way into his far-too-small hole. He began to panic as the pain shot through him when the monster head breached his ring.

“God no! Steven, take it out! You’re going to rip me open! Please take it out!” The hot stud begged, his fists clenching the covers of the double bed.

“You took it all the way before. Your ass has already proven it can. The pain went away before, remember? I won’t push anymore in till you’re ready.”

‘Remember?’ That’s all he had thought about for the last two weeks, the intense pleasure the huge rod had brought him, driving the cum out of him till he could pump no more. But this pain was worse. He didn’t have the cum from a dozen truck drivers lubing his well fucked pussy like before.

“Take it out, please! I can’t mmmmmm.” Austin’s mouth was covered by the firm lips of the huge man. Tongues battled and suction increased as saliva was exchanged between the two coupling studs.

Austin’s brain was now more focused on the heavy muscles pressing down on him, the mouth covering his, the big, calloused hands holding his face as the long tongue ravaged his mouth. He raised his legs up, wrapping them around the big man covering his smaller frame. The movement caused the huge cock to slide in a little further.

Steven felt Austin’s heels on the small of his back pulling him down, pushing him down further into the hot, tight pussy his 25-year-old body longed to breed with his DNA.

His powerful hips pushed forward sliding the impossibly large semen tube, into the hot stud’s cavity, pushing aside organs as it plowed deeper, finally bottoming out.

Austin’s mouth was agape, his eyes bugging out, breathing stopped, as he was impaled by the slick power pole. He felt so full, like his entire body cavity had been compressed by the insistent fuck log.

The two studs lay there, not moving, breathing heavy, their fit muscled bodies pressed together, locked in a sexual embrace.

Steven lifted his hips up, bringing the giant horse cock outward, pulling the stretched pussy lips back with it and creating a vacuum inside. This vacuum then pulling the displaced organs back into place, all creating the incredible feeling of the dominant male working to breed the smaller man in heat.

A long low groan purred out of the lips of the hot receiving stud as drool ran out of the corner of his mouth. “FFUUUUUUUUCCCKKK! Fuck me!”

The words were all the big stud needed to hear. He reached up under the gorgeous stud’s back and wrapped his fingers over the top of the well-formed shoulders in a tight grip. He pulled the hockey stud down on his cock as his hips thrust forward.

Steven drove his horse cock into Austin with increasing rhythm, driving cries and moans from the overstimulated athlete.

“FUCK ME! FUCK ME! BREED ME!” Cried the passion filled stud at the top of his lungs, writhing in ecstasy.

Steven could take it no longer. The pressure to cum had reached the point of no return. He drove his massive tool in deep and his huge horse balls pumped out stream after stream of high-pressure breeding fluid. With the huge cock using up all the space in the kid’s abdomen, the giant load of cum had no place to go, squirting out between the huge shaft and the tight pussy lips, coating the big balls and the inner thigh hair with gobs of hot sticky white fluid.

The big stallion lifted off the brood stud’s sculpted chest. Multiple strings of fresh cum strung between the two ripped chests. He had fucked a load out of the handsome hockey center again, and what a load.

Steven got up and stood by the delirious athlete’s face. He grasped his hair and pulled the red face in tight to his cum drenched balls. Austin began to lick the delicious cum from the low hanging orbs. Mouthing and sucking the huge balls, hungry for the cum. His face now plastered with the sticky goo, lapped lower feasting on the gobs clinging to the hairy inner thighs of his breeder.

He was a man possessed. He devoured the ass juice and cum still lingering on the now engorged shaft. Licking up the shaft to the top, then back to the bottom of the 12” monster, looking up past the mounds of muscle above him and into the green eyes of the smiling man watching this gorgeous stud worship his cock.

Steven looked down at Austin’s cum covered perfect face, lapping and sucking every drop of his cum off his body, like it was life giving nectar. He turned around and pushed his sweaty ass back against the handsome licking machine.

Austin did not even hesitate. He drove his tongue into the tight rose bud of the muscle-bound apprentice, driving a loud moan from Steven’s gut. Austin gripped the large globes and pulled them apart getting his nose and chin deeply in the crack and making him able to drive his tongue past the first ring, probing in and out like a jackhammer.

“Oh fuck. What are you doing to me?” Steven panted. This egged Austin on as he continued to eagerly tongue fuck the big bull.

Austin ran his hands up the wide back of the groaning stud, licking and kissing up the broad back as he stood behind the big man. He reached around and massaged the huge pecs and brought his fingers to the hard nubs and rubbed them back and forth between finger and thumb.

He moved his hips forward and pressed his hard cock at the saliva slickened hole of the larger stud.

“Yeah, boy. I don’t think so. I fuck you. You don’t fuck me. If you want to fuck, you can fuck yourself on the tool of mine you love so much.” Steven lay down on the bed on his back with a smile on his face. His huge member pointing up at his chin.

He reached out his big hand and took Austin’s smaller hand in his. He led the boy toward him, and Austin mounted him cowboy style. He leaned back and sat down on the huge pole, driving another moan from both the stud’s lips.

Austin walked down the stairs from apartment B exhausted and sore the next morning. They had fucked all night long. At one point the bed had finally given way crashing to the floor. After hours of squeaking and slamming into the wall, it fell apart. The two sex driven studs had fucked the bed to pieces. The collapse didn’t even slow them down as they continued to fuck on the mattress on the floor.

The sun was out, and the day was warmer than normal for this time of year. He reached the sidewalk and was walking past the porch on the front of the house, heading for the new Tahoe.

“Hey. Are you the SOB making all the noise last night?” He looked over to a middle-aged woman on the porch taking a drag on the glowing cigarette. “You fuckers kept me up all night.” She said looking at the handsome stud, who looked like something the cat dragged in. She could see his hair all matted and stuck to the sides of his face, from a few cum facials she assumed.

“Sorry. We were working on some furniture.”

“Only furniture you were working on, was on your back while that big kid fucked the shit out of your pretty ass, with his huge horse cock. He can hardly fit that thing in his pants. Looks like he’s packing an overgrown zucchini when he walks by. No wonder I could hear you screaming. Sounded like he destroyed the place getting you fertilized. Bet he destroyed your pussy, eh sweet boy?” She tilted her head back and let out a loud cackling laugh, showing her yellow cigarette-stained teeth, a few missing in the front.

Austin stood frozen, his face red, feet momentarily stuck to the sidewalk, mouth open with no words coming out, just some broken vowels. “Ah, Oh, Um.”

“You are the poster slut for the walk of shame. Your hair is still stuck to your face from your boyfriends cum. Your girly pants even have a large wet spot where his cum is leaking out of your ass. Now get the fuck off my sidewalk before I shove my vibrator up your faggot ass and make you scream for more again. FUCK ME! FUCK ME! BREED ME!” She mimicked.

He could hear her wildly loud cackle, coughing, choking and further insults as he shut the door of the Tahoe and drove off, sticking his hand under his ass and, sure enough, feeling the wet spot.

He turned the big SUV onto the freeway and let the Super Cruise take over the driving, while he tried to ration away the events of the night before. Hands resting on his thighs brought him back to his hands in a similar spot on the huge, muscled thighs the night before, as they supported the huge cock lodged in his mouth. ‘How could his cock be hard?’ He couldn’t even remember how many times he had cum last night, but the area between his balls and his ass was sore from all the ejaculating.

All he knew is that when he got home he was going to get a hot shower and sleep all day.

* * *

Blake pulled the Colorado into the parking lot next to Justin’s dorm. He looked over at the cute kid in the passenger seat. “Thanks for your help today. The team could not afford to lose those guys, and I really believe coach was serious. I sure glad they.. Ah Dude you got a little something there on the side of your chin.” He reached his hand over and wiped the white gel off the teen’s face with his finger.

Justin looked down at it, then into the eyes of his hot teammate. He reached over and placed his hand on the defenseman’s wrist and pulled the finger toward his open mouth. He sucked the cum off Blakes finger and licked his lips.

“Must have been overflow from the great road head you gave me on the way back.” Said a smiling Blake. “My cock really loves your mouth, well and your ass too.”

Justin started to lean in for a goodbye kiss, but Blake leaned back. “We better save that for behind closed doors. Don’t want people to have something to gossip about.”

“Yeah, you are probably right. See you at practice then?”

“See you then fresh.”

Justin walked to the dorm. ‘Was he Blake’s boyfriend? Did they need to hide it? He was so open at the cabin, in front of Caleb and Hunter, why so different here? No one was even around the truck.’

The confused teen entered his dorm room and was quickly snapped out of his funk by an enthusiastic, and naturally, shirtless Kyle. “Dude you’re back! It’s so boring around here with out you. Did you have fun at the cabin? Want to go get a burger?”

Kyle was good to have around. His enthusiasm was infectious. Justin had to smile at the boundless energy this kid had. “Ok bro. Let’s go get a burger.” Justin felt better already.

They got back and Kyle shed his shirt as soon as he walked in the room. “Got any studying to do?”

“Nah. Got it all done already.”

“Want to hit the Xbox?”

“I think I’m going to have a beer and chill. You want one?”

“Thanks. Here’s to Justin’s arrival from up North.” Said a grinning Kyle as the boy’s clinked the long necks.

“Bro, I made a big decision while you were gone.”

“Really, what’s that?” Said Justin as he took a drink.

“I’m going to give you a blow job.”

Justin spit his beer all over the naked chest of the startled boy. “Give me a little warning with an announcement like that.” Said a laughing, choking Justin, wiping his hand across his mouth.

Kyle was laughing too as he wiped his chest with his recently discarded shirt. “You know I’m not gay and you said you aren’t either, but you like giving me blow jobs and I sure like your mouth on my cock. But it’s been bothering me that this arrangement we have is pretty one sided in my favor. I thought, what the fuck? Maybe I’ll even like it like you do. Besides, you sucking my cock hasn’t made us all lovey dovey.” He laughed. “We could do a 69.” He said with great enthusiasm.

Kyle got up and stood in front of Justin looking down at him. “What do you say roomie?” He pushed his pants down revealing his hard cock right in front of his roommate’s face.

Justin reached up and fondled his roommate’s heavy balls. He was conflicted. He loved Blake but did not know where it was going. They had never talked about being exclusive. He knew Blake still fucked some of the girls that hung around the jocks. At least he thought he did.

Even when Blake had told Hunter and Caleb about the two of them, he had said they were ‘working things out’. ‘What did that mean?’ Maybe he was overthinking it. How was he so certain a few hours ago and now so confused?

“I’ve been saving for this. I have not cum in like 48 hours. That’s a record for me.” Said the grinning boy interrupting his roommate’s thoughts.

The two roommates shed their clothes and lay down on Justin’s bed. Justin took Kyle’s cock in his expert mouth and began to suck. He felt the virgin mouth envelope his hard cock.

It didn’t take long for Kyle’s full balls to unleash their stored seed into the expert mouth of the teenage freshman. Tasting his friends load of cum caused Justin’s balls to pull up. “I’m going to cum.” Warned the young stud to his roommate. Kyle kept sucking.

Justin unloaded into the virgin mouth of his roomie. Kyle swallowed then began choking. Cum came out his mouth, nose, all over. He had cum running down his chin and neck as he continued the coughing fit.

“Dude, I’m sorry. I tried to warn you.” Justin pleaded.

Kyle was getting things under control. “Bro, it’s ok. I just swallowed wrong on your first blast, then you kept trying to fill my mouth with more and I began to choke. Fuck. I wasn’t expecting you to cum so much.”

“Your mouth was pretty fucking awesome. You were great. Are you sure that was your first time?” A widely grinning Justin kidded.

“Fuck you. I gotta go wash your bucket load of cum off my face and neck, shit look, it’s even running down my chest.” Laughed the good-hearted roommate.

Justin heard his phone buzz and looked down at the text from Blake. ‘Sorry about being awkward in the truck. Can we talk tomorrow after practice?’ ‘Sure man. I think I’m more confused than you are.’

At practice coach was ecstatic that Hunter and Caleb were back as best friends. The team seemed to gel instantly as the tenseness of the last couple of weeks evaporated. Caleb was stellar in net, stopping several “unstoppable” shots. He was on fire.

Coach pulled him aside. “What the hell has got into you boy? You are on fire out there. I don’t think I have ever seen a goalie make so many incredible saves as you have over the last hour. Keep up the good work.”

Caleb chuckled to himself. ‘Hunter is what has got into me. His big, long hard cock and copious amounts of hot semen. Shit, boner in the cup. Not good.’

Hunter was kicking it too. Every crisp pass was spot on and any puck anywhere near him ended up on his stick, making his teammate’s look great. Justin and Blake were on fire too. The entire team noticed.

“We are going to try out a new first line. Hunter you are still center, Justin you are moving up to first line as right wing, Brad, you stay at left wing. With Justin’s speed and Hunter’s puck possession, I am going to expect this line to produce next game. Now let’s work on you guys playing together.”

The team was pumped after practice. The drills had been flawless, and the scrimmage had been hard fought. Coach had placed Caleb in net against the first line to really challenge the boys. Blake on D had and the defensive forwards on the first line, kept their goalie out of trouble.

Caleb survived the continuous onslaught by first line Hunter, Justin and Brad. Right up until the end, when an error by the right D caused a goal, after a ridiculous save by Caleb. Hunter snapped a hard pass across the crease to Justin who one-timed it to the upper right corner. Caleb switched direction and deflected the puck wide. But the defenseman charging the net caught the puck in his skate and kicked it in past his own goalie.

The locker room was filled with excitement as the team could feel the confidence and chemistry build. High fives were all around the room as the tight knit group congratulated each other.

Hunter walked to the center of the room where the guys were just starting to remove their gear. “DUDE!” He said to Caleb in a loud voice, immediately quieting the loud room. “You made the most sic saves tonight that I have ever seen. We are going to ride your back to the championship.” Hunter said with a sexy grin on his face, dimples caved in deep.

Caleb got up and walked to the center of the room and stood in front of Hunter. “Bro, you can ride my back anytime.” He pressed his lips to Hunters and the two hot hockey studs made out in the center of the locker room in front of their stunned teammates.

Blake started clapping and the entire room broke out into a huge cheer. The questions started coming rapid fire. “Is that why you guys were fighting? Who’s the top? How come you never hit on me? Are you using birth control? Get a room. Can I come to the wedding?” The boys were all trading good natured barbs and laughing as they made their way to the showers.

Blake, Justin, Caleb and Hunter made their way back across campus. “Did you guys plan that out?”

“Yeah, we figured we may as well come out in grand fashion to prove to the guys we were not going to hide anymore.”

“A little heads up would have been nice. I almost swallowed my mouth guard.” Laughed Blake.

“The guys are planning a ‘coming out’ party tomorrow night for the hockey team gay guys. Its preliminary title is, ‘Our two favorite teammates. Guys you can really get behind’.” The guys roared in laughter.

Blake and Justin entered the apartment. “Can you believe that? Those guys have elephant balls. Did you see the team’s reaction? I swear everyone supports them wholeheartedly. Makes me feel even worse about not kissing you goodbye in the truck. I saw the look of hurt in your eyes. It was like a knife through my heart. I will never hurt you again.” The big stud leaned in and kissed the teary-eyed teen.

“Thanks man. That was ballsy of them. I could see Hunter doing that, but Caleb? That was a shock. What did you want to talk to me about?”

Blake was uncharacteristically fidgety and nervous. His usual air of confidence gone. “Fresh, I don’t know how to say this, so I am going to just blurt it out. I’m probably going to be all over the place, because I just can’t get it right in my head.”

“I have always dated girls and girls still turn me on. I was never attracted to a guy. I mean I would take a peek in the locker room and appreciated a hot body like any guy would. But you have done something to me. I hate being away from you. I think of you all the time. Your smile makes me melt. My chest feels like it’s collapsing when I have done something to hurt you.”

“If I like girls, but love one guy, does that make me gay? Bi?”

“Wait, you love a guy? Are you being serious with me right now? Who is he, I’ll kick his ass?” Said the teen with a sinister grin on his face.

Blake broke down and began sobbing uncontrollably, his face buried in the kids neck and shoulder. Justin reached around the big stud and held him close. The two stood there as the big body shook.

“I’m sorry man. I love you too. You know my sense of humor can be a little off sometimes.”

“Jesus, I am a fag, look at me crying like a little girl.” Sobbed the muscular defenseman.

Justin brought his hand up to the big man’s tear-streaked face and caressed it softly. “I don’t care what label you want to go with, no label at all would be even better. All I know is this. I have never felt about a guy, the way I feel about you. I only wanted women. You are the hottest stud I have ever met. Blake, I love you. You ever think that maybe we were just meant for each other?”

Blake looked through blurry eyes at the wise freshman standing in front of him. He hugged him tightly till the kid had to tap out. “Sorry, but what you just said makes so much sense. I love you fresh. I love you with all my heart. It feels so good to finally say that out loud, and even better to say it to you.”

“I love you so much. Now get your clothes off you big crybaby. I want to ride your cock.” Justin squealed as the big stud chased him into the bedroom, laughing and rolling around on the bed, tearing at each other’s clothes.

The two studs lay naked on the bed enjoying the feeling of exploring each other’s bodies. Touching all over. Blake was now on his back the young stud on top of him. The big defenseman was running his hands up and down the smooth back and muscled globes of the hot teenager.

“Fresh?”

“Yeah.”

“I want you to fuck me.”

“Who are you?”

“No fresh, I’m serious. I want you to be my first and my last. I want you to breed me and make me yours.”

Justin leaned in and put his lips on the big man’s lips, driving his tongue into the hungry mouth. Blake reached over for the lube and started to put it on his hole.

“No. Let me.”

Justin took the tube and set it aside. “Roll over.” He commanded.

The kid leaned down and began to rim the hell out of the moaning stud. He held the globes apart with both hands and drove his tongue into the tight pucker. He picked up the lube and poured a good amount on the wet hole. He began to circle the hole with his index finger. Teasing the pulsating muscle.

“Fuck fresh, you’re killing me. Get you cock in me now!”

The freshman smiled and inserted the finger all the way. The big man gulped for air and the winger added a second finger, pushing them in and out, lubing and stretching the virgin hole. The senior was biting down on the pillow to stifle his screams.

“On your back.” Justin ordered, taking control of the big man. “Hold your legs up.”

Blake took the position he had mounted the teen in, many times. Justin lined his cock up to the lubed virgin hole. He pressed his shoulders into the firm legs of his teammate and pressed his dripping cock up against the tight muscle, trying to gain entrance.

“Relax man. Push out. It will hurt at first, but it will feel fucking great in a hurry. I promise.” Justin’s cock pushed past the outer ring and he held it there.

“Fuck man. Did you trade your cock in for a Volkswagen?” Said the muscled stud through clenched teeth.

The freshman smiled and pushed in a little more. “Damn you are so tight and hot. You are going to love my cock in a couple of minutes.”

“I hope so. Are you all the way in yet?”

“Just to the windshield.”

Blake started to laugh, when he did Justin drove into the hilt. “All the way in.” Justin giggled.

“When I can breathe again, I’m gonna fuck you stupid.” Groaned the grimacing senior. “You’re going to have to learn to skate like a tripod with my stick up your ass.” Both studs were now laughing as Blake pulled the kid down on to him and kissed him passionately.

Justin began to move his hips in and out, pushing his trimmed pubes tight against the upraised ass of his big teammate, then pulling all the way out till the tip was touching and driving back in. The pace was increasing as the moans grew louder from the big, muscled stud below him, now feeling the pleasure from the young stud mating with him.

The winger pulled all the way out of the slick hole and paused. Blake opened his eyes and looked up at the handsome boy in confusion. The teen with a sexy half grin slammed his cock back into the juicy hole and drove his pelvis so hard forward he pushed the big man up the bed, till he heard the defenseman’s head hit the headboard and bang it into the wall.

“OH FUCK YEAH. THAT’S IT. FUCK ME HARD FRESH.” Panted the big stud, the hard cock electrifying his body with a new jolt of pleasure.

“So the big boy likes it hard does he?” Smirked the freshman. He reared back again and slammed into the hungry pussy, again and again.

The position and the force was nailing his prostate driving him close. “Fresh, you’re going to fuck the cum out of me. I can’t hold back much longer. AAAAAHHHHHHH FUCK YEAH.” Blake’s cock began to spew cum everywhere. All over his face and hair, nailing Justin under the chin and coating both of their sweaty chests.

Justin cried out as his young cock began to pulsate, pumping his fertile seed into the bowels of his lover.

“Fuck, I feel your cum pumping into me. Breed my ass stud! Make me your cunt!”

The two teammates lay together recovering from their powerful release.

“Fuck fresh, why didn’t you tell me that a cock felt so good in your ass. I would have let you fuck me weeks ago.”

“What, you fucking the cum out of me wasn’t a clue for you? Speaking of.” Justin put his tongue down on the chin of the hot stud and pushed a large glob of the defenseman’s cum up to his parted lips and then shared it in a kiss. He moved on to the next glob, sucked it up and moved back to the muscled mans lips for another snowball kiss. He lowered his cum covered chin to Blake’s mouth and the big stud sucked it clean.

He took his finger and scooped up more cum from the muscled chest and fed it to the big man.

“Maybe now that you have my man seed in you, you won’t fucking cry so much.” Giggled the teen.

“You little fucker.” Blake laughed. He rolled Justin over on his back and lined his hard cock up for round two, smiling down at the happy face of the boy he was in love with.