The Jocks

It had been about 2 hours since my circle jerk with the popular football guys and I was still in my room, wondering to myself… “What the fuck just happened”. I even had to say it out loud a few times and pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. That’s how bad I was shocked by the events that had occurred in the past few hours. I just watched half of our odd band of 18 year olds jerk their thick cocks on my bedroom floor.

After the circle jerk finished, I sent the 7 of them downstairs so they could go get more drinks, but I didn’t go with them since I wanted to be sober today. Furthermore, none of the guys came back upstairs so I assumed they had gotten caught up with the party. I just continued to watch Netflix and then pause to think about what just played out in my room. Hopefully no one downstairs heard what was happening, but how could they with the loud music blaring over the amps.

It was now around 9pm. I suddenly got a call from my neighbor who asked if we could “please stop throwing a party since she has work tomorrow morning.” I said “No problem” since I’m a great neighbor, but also so that she didn’t tell our parents that we are throwing a party while they’re away.

I went down to my basement/party room area and walked over to the amp. In a swift move, I gathered a microphone, which we have sitting around for my Dad’s band, and managed to rip out the AUX cord that was connected to my amp, and someone’s phone, then plugged the microphone in.

The music stopped, and so did all the people. They all looked at me. A few booed.

“Okay, listen up little underclassmen! Y’all have been a riot, but you need to get out of my house because someone threatened to call the Police. So leave.” No one left. They all just sort of looked around, not really sure if I was serious.

“Okay, you seem unclear. I’m Olivia’s brother, and this is also my house. And since you either are confused on whether you have to leave, or just don’t want to, I’ll make it more obvious. If you don’t leave my house, and my presence, in the next 30 seconds I’ll be the person calling the Police. So get the fuck out right now or I will cause a scene.” People scrambled out the door, and I retreated up to my room once again to continue my Netflix.

All of a sudden there was a knock on my door. It was the Jocks again, sans beverage. Most of them seemed to be holding their own, which surprised me, but Fitz, Adam, and Ryland were sort of slumped against the wall.

“Hey, Jackson,” Scott said, looking embarrassed, “Listen, I don’t really know if you’d be up for this, but these guys are pretty drunk, and if they’re parents see them like this they will probably beat the shit out of them or something, so would they be able to sleep over at your house and then they can walk home tomorrow morning. I know your parents are away so…”

“Yeah, no, that should be fine. We have two guest rooms, but one of them is being used by my sister’s friends, so one of you guys...” I said, pointing to the three drunken guys, “...are gonna have to bunk with me.”

“I can do it,” Fitz said somewhat quickly. He seemed less drunk than the others.

I smiled. “Alrighty then. Fitz can sleep with me,” I confirmed.

The other 5, who were either not very drunk, or not at all, left and went home. I was now stuck with three giggling, drunken jocks. Who knows what would happen.

Nothing. It was now 11:30 and all we’d done was play video games. We never talked about sex, we never discussed anything close to it really. They mostly just talked about sports, while I owned them at Call of Duty. Bored and sexually frustrated I announced:

“Okay, assholes, let’s go to bed. I’m tired and I don’t have the patience for you guys anymore,” I said, half kidding.

“Dude, what? It’s so early!” Fitz exclaimed.

“Yeah, but it’s my house and I don’t really trust you people, so go to bed.” With nothing really to argue, Ryland and Adam left my room and went across the hall to the guest bedroom.

I offered Fitz some pyjamas but he declined. Seeing as Fitz had already seen me naked a couple of hours before, I just stripped down to my blue Hanes boxer briefs, and climbed under the thin covers in my room. Fitz lied down next to me on top of my sheets, facing the ceiling. It was probably awkward getting into bed with some weird nerdy kid that you’ve barely ever talked to. I was turned on, though. I was finally in bed with Fitz! I tried my best to suppress a boner.

“So… this is kinda awkward,” I said, trying to lighten the mood.

“Yeah,” he laughed.

“Um… weird question, not to make this even more awkward, but why didn’t you strip down with the other guys when that… thing happened earlier,” I asked, quietly.

“Um… well…” he began, “I don’t know. It wasn’t like I was embarrassed or anything. I just don’t think I’m that sexually attractive.”

I let out a loud laugh. “Fitz what are you talking about, everyone thinks you are super hot.”

“Really?” he asked in total disbelief.

“Yes! Duh, I mean look at you,” I said. He looked down at himself with disapproval.

“Dude, stop. I know I’m not attractive.”

“Fitz what the actual fuck are you talking about. Okay, fine, you know what, do you want me to critique you as honestly as I possibly can? Will it make you feel better if I point out both your amazing assets, and maybe your not so great ones?” I looked at him. He seemed complacent in the fact that I was going to be honest with him, but he was definitely apprehensive in hearing his flaws.

“Fine, okay,” he said.

“Get up, and stand in the middle of my floor,” I said. He followed my command.

I got up as he walked around my bed. I stood up then stared at him. He stood, legs slightly apart, arms casually at his side, with his shoulders back. His face seemed nervous. He was wearing a light blue polo shirt and white khaki pants. He looked like he was at a golf club, probably because his dad owned one.

“Okay, I’m starting from the face down. And remember, this is my honest opinion. Don’t get too down if I say anything negative,” I said nicely.

“Okay,” he replied.

I started at his head. His hair was dark brown, almost black, and it made him look almost like a politician. It was straight and short. “Pretty good hair,” I said. I moved down to his face. His light brown eyes were illuminated by my desk lamp and looked almost like chocolate. I died a little on the inside. His lips were full and I wanted to kiss them so bad. His skin was clear and free of acne and a really nice semi-tan color. “Really great lips, great skin, amazing eyes…” I said, my voice wavering when I said it. He giggled. “Good laugh,” I said. He giggled some more.

I stepped back a bit to observe is upper body. I pushed down a bit on his shoulders. Firm, but soft at the same time. Great for laying my head on when I needed him. I grabbed one of his arms and squeezed. He had a lot of muscle. “Great shoulders, great arms” I said. I slowly moved my hand down his chest and down most of the length of his abdomen. I giggled, probably because it tickled. I smiled up at him.  I went to his t-shirt and lifted it up to reveal a developing 6 pack. “Well, you're not ripped, but that’s still pretty hot,” I offered. “Oh haha,” he said in return, “Thanks, I guess.”

I felt awkward about going right to his dick and ass, so I instead went down to his legs, and gave them a squeeze. They were strong, runners legs. “Really good legs,” I said, then looked down at his feet. “And I don’t have a foot fetish, but those look like they’re great too,” I said, smiling at him, and backing away slightly. “Okay, there it is! You are a bonafide hot guy.” He smiled, but then frowned, and shyly said:

“Um… what about…” he said, moving his hand over his crotch.

“Oh! I mean, do you want me to…”

“Please? I need to make sure I’m hot everywhere,” he said, laughing.

“Sure, it’s not a problem,” I said. I walked around to the back of him and stared at his amazing, world famous bubble butt. I already knew what I wanted to say, but I wanted to grab it so bad!

“Um… can I touch it. Just to make sure that it’s like, you know… good?” I asked, awkwardly.

“Sure, go for it,” he said. I reached out and gave it a squeeze. It was the most amazing ass I’ve ever touched in my entire life. And I told him so.

“Holy shit, this is the most amazing ass ever,” I said. He laughed. “Although, it’s a shame you can’t really do anything with it woman. But oh well.”

“Um…” he said, but moved on to the front of him before he could finish his sentence. I stared at the front of his white khakis. I couldn’t really see anything, but there was a noticeable bulge in his pants. I had a feeling he was hard.

“So, I can’t really see anything, because of-” I was cut off by him lifting his shirt, removing his belt, and dropping his pants to the floor, revealing a blue/green Hanes boxer brief. Possibly turquoise. I smiled. Fitz’s dick was really hard, and was leaning against his right leg. It was pretty thick. I didn’t even ask, I just reached out and grabbed it, moving slowly back and forth over the shaft. He shuddered with pleasure.

“Woooooaaaaah. How big is it?” I asked.

“Seven inches,” he replied. I gasped. I used my other hand to cradle his huge ballsack.

“Dude… you have a huge dick,” I said, as I pulled down his underwear, again without asking. His dick slipped out and pointed forward. He was uncut and shaven. I grabbed it, and it was really warm. I slowly started stroking him back and forth. He moaned. Suddenly I snapped back to reality and looked up at him.

“Wait, is this okay? I mean, you’re straight,”

“No, I’m not. I’m gay,” he said. I stopped stroking him.

“What?!” I almost screamed. I couldn’t believe it. The hottest guy in the whole school was gay. Unreal.

“Shhhh. Yeah, I’m not really out yet, so keep it quiet. Can you… can you keep stroking me... please? Do whatever you want to me, just don’t stop,” he pleaded.

“Okay,” I said. I kept stroking him. His words echoed in my head… “do whatever you want.” I grabbed his dick at the base, then pulled my head closer, opened my mouth, and started licking his giant tubular head. He shuddered.

“Oh god, yes, that feels so good.” I slowly moved forward and placed more of his head into my mouth, before closing my lips around his manhood. He tasted salty. I moved slowly up and down, pushing him further into my throat. I knew I couldn’t deep throat him since I wasn’t a very experienced dick sucker, so I just tried to get him as far in as possible. Every time I moved away he moaned the sexiest moan I’ve ever heard in my entire life. I reached back behind him and grabbed his ass. I was in heaven.

We continued for about 10 minutes, and I noticed that he was starting to get close. I slowed down my dick sucking, then I pulled off of him altogether. He stared at down at me as I dragged him over to my bedside table by pulling on his ass cheeks. I opened the drawer and removed a large condom and some lube.

“Fuck me,” I said, “Stick your giant dick in my ass.” Fitz, now with refound confidence, returned back to his normal jock state. It was like he was a different person. “Ooooh yeah,” he said, “You’re gonna take all of my fat cock.” I was so turned on.

He pulled me up, turned me around and pushed on my back so my ass was exposed. He pulled down my underwear as well, then pushed my legs apart to get a better view of my asshole. I was totally shaven.

I heard him apply some lube to his fingers, then he pulled my ass apart, and touched a finger to my asshole. I shuddered at the sudden touch. Then he plunged his index finger inside me. I groaned. It had been awhile since anything other than my own small-ish fingers had been inside me. He moved in and out, as I breathed heavily. After a couple minutes he added another finger, slowly opening me up. After that, a third. I moaned with total pleasure as his big fingers moved in and out of my tight asshole.

Finally, after opening me up, it was time. Fitz rolled the condom on his large dick, and then approached me. He pressed the front of his warm legs against mine, then spread my ass cheeks to get better access to my hole.

“Ready for my fat cock?” he asked in the most douchebag like way possible.

“Yes!” I said desperately! Instead of teasing me, he pushed the warm head of his cock against my asshole, then with a finger guiding him, pushed his dick inside me. I screamed with pleasure and pain. I hoped to god the walls were as thick as I remember them to be, otherwise someone would hear. I grabbed a pillow to be safe to muffle myself, as Fitz pushed deeper and deeper into me.

“Just a couple more inches!” he said. I moaned. Eventually I felt the rest of him push against my ass, meaning that I had reached the end of the line.

“Comfortable?” he asked. I didn’t even have time to respond before he started slowly thrusting me with jagged pumps. He grunted loudly with every entry. It was so hot.

“Oh yeah, you like my cock?” he asked. “Yes! Oh my god!” I yelled. “I said you like my cock?!” Fitz said louder, picking up his speed. “Yeeeees!” I yelled back. It was amazing. He placed his hands on my thighs and moved me up and down the length of his big dick. I screamed with pleasure. He then pushed himself all the way or at least as far as he could go into me and I screamed even louder.

He kept fucking me like this for a couple of minutes, before suddenly pulling out entirely. He moved around me and then lay down on my bed.

“Hop on,” he said. I moved over to him and moved my ass over his cock. I slowly lowered myself onto the shaft of his dick. “Oh yeah, take it! Take my fat cock!” I felt like an eternity before I finally reached the bottom of his dick. He pushed and pulled his dick in and out of me with a loud slapping sound over and over again. He groaned. I eventually took control and started lifting up and down. He put his hands behind his head and smirked. After a minute, he lifted me a bit and then started jackrabbiting into my hole as fast as possible. He grunted loudly and I moaned. I almost came right then and there. Suddenly, he rotated me to the edge of the bed, and then stood up, holding me for support.

“Oh shit!” I yelled. “It’s okay, I got you, bro,” he said, as he held me above the floor, and started humping into me midair. “Oh yeah!” he said, as I moaned. He slowly moved over to the wall, then pushed me against it and started rapidly thrusting into me. “Jesus Christ, don’t stop!” I yelled. “Oh yeah, you’re takin’ my big cock!” he yelled back. Eventually it got too difficult for him and he brought me back to the bed and laid me down on my back and fucked my missionary. His cock went deep inside me with every thrust. I could tell he was getting close because he kept picking up speed. Meanwhile, I was jerking my cock quickly to the beat of his entries.

About a minute later he said “dude… dude, I’m fucking cumming. Get ready for my huge load!” He started groaning and thrusting faster and faster. Then he grunted and screamed “OH GOD YEAH” and pushed into my hard. I screamed too and released my own load onto my chest. He collapsed on top of me, and we sighed. We were both sweaty. He pulled his big dick out of me, then flipped onto his back on laid next to me.

“Holy. Fuck.” I said.

“Yeah,” he said looking at me, “Holy fuck is right.”