The Jocks

Hi everyone! This is my first story, but not my last, and I hope you guys like it. I worked pretty hard on it. It’s long, but hopefully worth it. This first chapter only has a circle jerk, but the later chapters that I am currently editing have actual intercourse in them. Thanks for reading, and enjoy!

I never thought anything like this was going to happen when the party started. It was something that I had always fantasized about but never thought it would happen in a million years.

I was alone in my room at 8pm when my younger sister’s party started. Currently, it’s the June between her sophomore and junior summer, so this was a party to get the summer started as upperclassmen. Meanwhile, I was 18 and living out my final days at home before moving out all the way across the country to California for college. My parents were away for the weekend so my sister decided to throw a party, with me as a semi-sober moderator to make sure everything was okay and nothing was getting stolen from my home.

One by one people started arriving, and the party slowly got louder. I sat in my room alone filling out some forms for my college when I made the executive decision to go see what it was like downstairs. I gathered myself, made myself a little bit more presentable, then descended two flights of stairs until I arrived in my basement/party room, which was currently overcrowded with at least 30 people. It was a mass of drunken teenagers taking Snaps of the party, and editing the Spotify playlist.

I collected a plate of food, checked to make sure everything in my house still existed, then returned upstairs to my room to watch Netflix.

A little while later I looked out my window to see a group of guys getting out of their Jeep in my driveway. I didn’t really pay much attention, until I took a second look and realized that it was some guys from my grade! They were the hard-core jockey, douchebag crowd. I was wondering what they were doing at my sister’s party but then I realized that we probably had one of the only parties in the whole town right now since most people were on vacation.

I stayed in my room for about 20 minutes before I heard a knock on my door, and in entered the jock boys.

“Uh… hi there?” I asked, confused. I was sort of a nerd, and I’ve never gotten along with these people in the 12 years that I’ve known them. They used to bully me in middle school until I found sassy comebacks to knock their self-esteem down a bit. They’ve recently gotten nicer, though.

“Wassup, Jackson! Can you believe it? We’re college students now!” They weren’t drunk, but they definitely sounded like it.

There were a few of them. There was John, who was scrawny, short, but also sort of built with black hair and very unique eyebrows that raised up three-quarters of the way down, then descended back to where eyebrows normally rest. He had black short hair. 

There was Doug, a big beefy football player who was chubby but had defined muscles, who also had black short hair.

There was Adam, a tall and also beefy quarterback who had massive hands and feet and, again, black short hair.

There was Joe, who was shorter and always got picked on by his friends. He was sort of a try hard, always trying to fit in and be cool to compensate for his height. He was the only one of the group that I was good friends with, and he had short brown hair that was styled perfectly. He was actually closeted, and I had sex with him before a couple months prior. It appeared he still hadn’t come out yet.

The four of these boys weren’t really attractive, but I never would say no if they ever asked to have sex with me (again, in Joe’s case).

Then there were the hot ones.

There was Scott, who was always really nice to me, who had a blonde fohawk and was normal build, but more athletic.

There was Ryland, who also had a blonde fohawk but he kept it longer than Scott’s. He was really nice to me, and I would call him a good acquaintance but not so much a friend. He gave me the nickname Jacks, which is a play on my name that was now used by him and my closest friends.

And then, finally, there was Fitzgerald, who went by Fitz, who literally already looked like a politician, with black hair that almost looked gray at the size. He was incredibly hot, which always surprised me since I was never really into the whole “politician” thing. He was pretty much known for having the most amazing bubble butt you’ve ever seen, although he didn’t know that.

“What are you guys doing here? In my room? At my Junior sister’s party?”

“Your house is the only one that isn’t dry. And you're also the only house that is havin’ a party!” said Ryland, “Plus, we don’t really want to hang out with a bunch of underclassmen, so we came up here to see what you’re doing!”

“Oh okay. Why not just go somewhere else and drink?” I asked, not trying to sound rude.

“Drinking and driving, dude? Seriously?” John looked at me. I was surprised. I thought they would have totally been the people that drink and drive.

“Nevermind,” I said. They all sat down on my floor and took some sips of beer. I joined them, leaning against the side of my bed.

“So… what’s up?” I asked. We talked for a while about sports, which was boring since I know nothing about sports. Then some rumors flying around the school. Eventually, we settled into a conversation about the one thing that all guys can talk equally about with one another: Sex.

“Bro, the other night, remember we were at that party and I was chillin’ with Cassidy?” said Doug.

“Yep?” said Adam in his deep voice.

“Dude, I took her home, and I had like the most awesome sex of all time. Her pussy was ridiculous!”

“Brooooooo,” everyone but me, the only gay guy, shouted. I laughed.

“But dudes she almost couldn’t take me, you know what I mean? My dick almost broke her!” he said. They all hooted and laughed, punching him in the arm.

“Pshh, yeah right. It probably just kept slipping out,” I said. They all laughed, except Doug who looked at me, offended.

“What are you talking about?” he asked me. I stared at him, giggling, trying to keep the joke going.

“Dude, you obviously have a small dick. You all do, it’s so obvious. Except for maybe Adam, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he only had a 4 incher,” I said, laughing.

“Brooooooo,” they all yelled, shocked that I would say such a thing.

“Dude, all of us, except for John and Ryland have pretty fat cocks,” Doug said defensively.

“They’re prime juicy thick pieces of meats,” said Adam, giggling.

“Yeah, suuuuure you do. And pigs fly,” I said.

“Dude, we don’t take smack about our dicks so lightly. They are sacred creatures,” said Ryland.

“Yeah, they’re often compared to other small creatures… like ants,” I said. “I’m serious, I really don’t believe that you guys have big dicks. I just don’t see it.”

“Fine, then we’ll prove it,” Doug said.

“Yeah,” Adam and Joe said in agreement.

“We all will,” Scott said, “To protect our manhood!”

I looked around and noticed that Fitz was still sitting down.

“Sorry guys, I don’t really feel comfortable with doing that…” he said.

“Fine, we’ll do it without you then,” said Scott loosening his belt on his close fitting khaki shorts. I frowned. If there’s anyone that I wanted to see naked, it was Fitz. Oh well.

Slowly, one by one, they all started removing their pants, revealing their underwear. Scott, Ryland, Joe, and John were wearing boxers of different colors, while Adam and Doug were wearing boxer briefs. I could see their massive cocks bulging out of their boxer briefs, but I couldn’t see anything out of the crew who were just wearing boxers. 

I wondered what type of boxers Fitz was wearing. He was still sitting on the floor minding his own business.

“Um… So, I can’t really tell what’s a dick. I guess they’re just so small that I can’t even see them in your underwear!” They all groaned, and to my surprise, removed their underwear completely. “And they’re all probably flaccid, so get hard.” I looked away for a second while they all got themselves hard. I heard skin on skin contact as they started jerking themselves. I looked back and they all stood proudly with legs spread a bit to give me a better view. They had also lined themselves up smallest to biggest. I went from right to left.

I looked at John first. He was probably only about 6 inches, but he was pretty thick, and had average size balls. I was quickly disinterested. 

I looked to my right at Joe next, whose dick had been inside of me before. He was also 6 inches, but was thicker than John, and uncut. He was leaking a lot of precum, and I smiled at him. He smiled back, shyly.

I continued to my right and looked at Ryland, who smiled at me with a big grin with his hands on his hips. He was about 6.5 inches, cut, and was really thick. I wished he was gay so badly so that I could shove that cock of his up inside me, but I tried to maintain my composure.

I moved on to Scott, who stood proudly with his 6.5 inch uncut cock at full attention. It was not too thin, not too thick. He smirked at me. I was almost drooling but had to move on.

I then looked at Doug, who stood with his giant, very thick, blocky, square-ish dick pointed straight at me. It was huge, at least 7 inches.

“Sorry for ever doubting you Doug,” I said, in utter disbelief. He smirked back at me.

Then I looked at Adam, the last and the biggest one, who was showing very little facial expressions. He dick was pointed almost straight forward as well. It was incredible. It must have been at least over 8 inches long, and so thick I wasn’t sure if I could wrap my hand around it. I wonder if he ever passed out because of all the blood needed to fill up his monster.

“Holy shit that’s huge,” I said, staring. He smirked. “Okay, you guys can put your pants back on now.” I started to sit down, but…

“Um, dude, what? You just told us to whip our dicks out and you expect us not to ask you to do the same in return? Bro! Strip!” he commanded.

“Uhhhhh,” I said, confused.

“Oh my fucking god!” Ryland said, frustrated. He came over to me and pulled my shorts down, then my boxer briefs. My cut cock slapped against my t-shirt and then stood at full attention in front of the 7 other guys.

“Not bad,” Ryland said, “What is that like 6.5?”

“Yep…” I said, uncomfortably.

“Same,” he said, grinning.

“Okay, fellas, I don’t know about you, but I’m still hard, so let’s have a good ol’ circle jerk and then we can get back to business,” said Scott.

“Yeah, well you can count me out of that,” said Ryland, “I’m savin’ my jizz babies. They’re being reserved for more important purposes,” he said sexily, looking up after a few seconds at me.

“Diddo,” said Adam.

“Same,” said Fitz.

“Me too,” I said. I had a feeling that I was going to need to save my sperm. Even though I would have joined them in a heartbeat.

“Okay then, the four amigos are getting busy then. The other losers can watch” said Scott. They sat on my carpet, and I passed them a box of tissues and put it in the middle.

“Don’t get anything on my carpet, assholes,” I said. 

And off they went, the four of them rapidly moving their hands up and down over their cocks, closing their eyes and breathing heavily. The rest of us sat on my bad and awkwardly watched it as the event unfolded. Eventually, some of them started to moan and make sounds of pure joy.

We sat watching for probably 10 minutes before Joe announced to the group: “I’m cumming!” His moans grew louder and louder as he leaned back and shot a huge load up onto his face, and all over his t-shirt. He groaned as it shot out of him. Some of us clapped. Joe always had really big loads.

Seconds later, Doug came with him without warning and grunted out a huge load, which didn’t shoot very far and collected at the base of his thick cock. His massive balls emptied out what he had been saving, until he stopped and sighed. We all clapped at the size of his load.

A minute passed by. “Here it comes!” Scott yelled. He moaned loudly as a massive cum shot flew out of the tip of his dick, and landed on his shirt. It wasn’t as big as the either Joe or Doug, but it was still big nonetheless. We clapped out of courtesy.

We all watched and waited as John tugged on his cock. His eyes were closed tightly but he didn’t seem to really be getting anywhere.

“Do you need help?” Scott asked.

“No, dude, fuck off,” John said defensively.

“Bro, I am not waiting all day for you to finish. It will feel good. Move over!” I stared, shocked, as Scott shoved John’s hands off his own cock and placed his own. He started slowly moving up and down his shaft as John tried to take his hands off, but stopped, realizing it felt amazing.

“Yeah, you like that,” Scott said. He moved faster over his cock, making sure to pay attention to the tip where John was apparently very sensitive.

“Oh my god, yeah,” John said. He panting, and moaning. I was so hot, a fantasy one could have only dreamed about.

“I’m close, but it won’t be a great orgasm,” John said.

“I know just what to do,” Scott said. He moved his hand that was tugging John’s balls down and between his exposed butt cheeks that were touching my carpet. He dug around under there for a moment looking for something. I know exactly what that “something” was.

“What… what are you doing?” John asked, barely able to talk.

“This,” said Scott, as he pushed an index finger into John’s asshole. John screamed with pleasure as he exploded all over his chest, cumming huge loads all over the place. He came for a solid 30 seconds before he stopped, calming down and sighing. We all applauded and cheered. John collapsed back onto the floor, and Scott removed his index finger and clapped his shoulder.

“You did good,” he said, imitating a coach.

They cleaned themselves up and discarded their tissues in my trash can. The room now smelled like sweat and spunk, so I kicked everyone out of my room to go downstairs to get more drinks. As they left, Fitz smiled at me, but Adam and Ryland grinned at me. I knew the night wasn’t over yet.