A university student writes a thesis on an athletic garment worn by men only. His research includes hot experiences with his professor, with a football jock, with an Ivorian who wears a jockstrap for the first time, and with twin teenagers.
One September day a college football player and his coach share more than strategies about the game. (A semi-autobiographic account as told by the player; names changed.)
The tuxedo is not the only garment that a tailor cuts for a football player. His skills improve in the dressing-room, and there are hot echoes in the locker-room.
The thing that turned me on most about him though, besides his muscles and his manliness, was his body hair. Most young guys nowadays, including a lot of the fit guys he was friends with, shave almost everything: ass, pits, pubes, and even legs. But not him.
A crazy idea from me, then we see what happens after the funeral. Will Bobby stay with Alec? Also, will the new twin boys, Rusty And Ricky take Alec's attention away from Bobby?
You can see the damp chest curls as they sweep over his well-defined and well-earned muscly pectorals. They seem to wander ever lower into a magnificent trail that tops his stretched elastic waistband of the equally battered blue workout shorts. The blonde hairs seem to disappear into these ragged shorts into parts unexplored.
We couldn't help it. The day was just too hot and we were both far too sweaty to just stand there in our own musk. We simply had to get a shower and cool off but what happened in the shower, well, that was the fun part of getting cooled off.
31-year old Rugby Coach Brett is constantly horny watching his stud college players with those huge upper legs and thighs on the field. He lust after those big cocks and bodies.
I'm going to tell you my story of hazing that happened to me. My name is Facundo and I love it do sports. I have been a rower since I was young, 1.80 tall, dark brown hair, eyes green, fair complexion. Athletic body, abc, muscular legs. The training is very hard, every day after school I train 4 hours a day.
Joey was a fledgling muscle-head who enjoys his local gym crowd. However, his habit for snatching worn clothing from the other studs has aroused the attention of the lead trainer, Adam. Setting up a sting, he hopes to expose the underwear thief.
Jocks is the most popular sports bar in town. While loved by all, it attracted the most die-hard drinkers who love good beer and watching sports together. The owner of Jocks happens to be the biggest perv in town and created a nasty way to exploit his most loyal customers...
Mark rose out of the water, breathing deeply. His skin stretching as his muscles bulged outwards. Water dripping down his hair and off of his chin. As he removed his goggles coach blew his whistle and told us to get out of the pool and that practice is over.