By Stimle 19 Jan 2007
Joaquin Kangas was a walking, talking wet dream. He was six foot one, 185 pounds, had short dark brown hair and the deepest brown eyes you'd ever seen. He was all toned muscle. No fat on that body. Broad shoulders, nice chest, and abs that would make Brad Pitt jealous.
By Stimle 5 Jan 2007
He was positioned on his hands and knees as the guys continued to feel up his hot body. Andre lowered his khakis and black silk boxers in one swift motion. He took Andy's chin in his hands. The teen's eyes were glazed as he looked up at his childhood hero.
By Stimle 2 Jan 2007
He never felt anything like that before. No one had ever touched his tits before, and there was a tongue in his ear that was driving him wild! He tried to turn his head, but Jim held it firmly in place as he flicked his tongue in and out of Andy's ear.
By Stimle 2 Jan 2007
He was the star basketball player in a sports-crazed small town and was like a god to the townsfolk. The girls and women swooned over him and the guys idolized him. He was good looking, too, and knew it. He had exotic, almost Latino features. Dark, almost black, hair, and brown smoldering eyes that seemed to beckon women to him.
By Stimle 30 Dec 2006
He let his hand linger a while on Andy's lower back but Andy didn't seem to notice. He also didn't notice that Pete's left hand was behind his back the whole time they had been talking. If he had noticed, he would've seen both his boxers and his sweaty briefs balled up in Pete's fist.
By Stimle 23 Dec 2006
Jeff Stearn was obsessed with Troy Aikman. He had long lusted after the 6'4, blond haired, blue eyed, built like a brickhouse Adonis of a quarterback of the Dallas Cowboys.
By Habu 23 Dec 2006
A well-built student turns the tail on the professor
By Habu 19 Dec 2006
Double teamed by gym owners
By ibedalittlest 15 Dec 2006
I had always just stared at the guys on my team because they were all extremely homophobic, or so I thought
By BubbleButtLuvr 20 Nov 2006
A college football jock is embarrassed when his teammates & coach catch him wearing his girlfriend's lace thong.
By GayStoryTeller 16 Nov 2006
Soon as he had arrived, Nick had tied up his hands and then made him get on his knees. It was strange the way Nick had commanded him to strip off his shirt, shoes, and socks, so that he was only wearing his pants.
By Habu 15 Nov 2006
Taking on a good portion of a Brazilian soccer team
By Christopher Pierce 12 Oct 2006
I'd often fantasize about my teammates, wondering what it would be like to suck their dicks or get fucked by them. Frequently I'd find that by fantasizing while I was on the field, I'd get just the extra boost of adrenaline I needed to complete the course in record time.
By Jesse Gambini 12 Oct 2006
I couldn't help myself while Manuel spotted me on the bench press. I kept staring up his shorts, hoping to catch a glimpse of the ample bulge that was packed in there. Unfortunately, Manuel's snowy white jockey shorts covered his basket completely.
By Landon Dixon 12 Oct 2006
He stroked the gasping guy's giant rod, swirling his dark hand up and down the huge, pink hard-on, while he sucked and bit and tongue-slapped the clean-cut hood.
By AnonymousMan 12 Oct 2006
His body was immaculate; huge bulging arms, ripped chest, broad shoulders, the works. He had a sexy face too, partially hidden by long wet locks of hair that hung down over his eyes.
By AnonymousMan 11 Oct 2006
He just had a skimpy towel wrapped round his waist and it was made to look smaller by his massive, muscular body. He looked like he could have been a professional bodybuilder. His torso was a perfect mass of muscles and his legs were like two tree trunks.
By AnonymousMan 11 Oct 2006
Jeff didn't believe in wearing anything other than tight gym shorts and baggy tank tops that showed off his hard body. He'd been thrown out of two gyms for causing fights, so he was forced to work out in the apartment. I don't know how many times I walked in on Jeff wearing just a jockstrap.
By Morgan Grayson 11 Oct 2006
He was about 6'3", very solid and well built, with an intelligent face, piercing blue eyes and a captivating smile. A T-shirt that said "Frank -Staff" had been asked to encase the incredible chest. It was doing its best.
By S. Sarg 19 Sep 2006
So tell me, Timmy, have you gotten fucked yet to day, I mean have any of the members let you stick your little hardon into their assholes!
By Marc Oranje 19 Sep 2006
The younger lad was perhaps less certain of the validity of his argument, but his cock was pounding away again by this stage and the thought of being able to fuck the team captain in the showers was sending him into overdrive.
By Marc Oranje 19 Sep 2006
The whole room was a mass of naked and semi-naked bodies now - all of them writhing and gyrating in a frenzy of sexual frustration and seemingly totally forgetful of the fact that just a few minutes before they were vying for a ball on a soccer pitch.
By Marc Oranje 19 Sep 2006
His cock was aching more than ever at this point and he found his hand drawn almost instinctively again towards his stocky, beating flesh, which continued to ooze bountiful trickles of pre-cum. His other hand, meantime, was edging its way slowly downwards.
By Marc Oranje 19 Sep 2006
"Now, what about sucking my big, hard dick?" he questioned, as he pulled his swollen shaft from his jeans. "After all, you're a professional footballer, so I've got no fucking problem with you".
By Marc Oranje 19 Sep 2006
It seemed almost to take forever, but at last Esmond's cock began to push through Will's sweet ring - slowly but surely edging its way inside the dark, delectable recess that nestled beyond.
By Marc Oranje 19 Sep 2006
Matt grasped the cock before him by the base and slowly began to lick the very tip of its crown - that Gareth himself glanced round to see that several of the other players were now falling into pairs and threesomes and were savouring the physical delights that each guy had to offer.
By Marc Oranje 19 Sep 2006
Cocks were stiff, balls were tight.. and Gareth wanted to pierce that sweet, young butt-hole of Will's more than he had ever wanted to do anything before.
By Marc Oranje 19 Sep 2006
odd decided to finally replace his tongue with his cock - now fully sheathed and ready to give that shit-hole the sort of pounding that would hopefully help Gareth forget all about some outsider he had happened to meet.
By Marc Oranje 19 Sep 2006
Even Gareth's uncertainties appeared to melt away, as the pair kissed and fucked like animals - the footballer's near-unforgiving hardness slapping further and further into Will's dear young ass-hole with every passing second.
By Marc Oranje 19 Sep 2006
The Dutch lad finally pulled himself from the smooch - but only so that he could trail his tongue down the footballer's muscular neck and chest, sucking and licking Gareth's dark, erect nipples in the process.
By S. Sarg 14 Sep 2006
It was Denny who made the first move, and after pulling his friend to his feet by his dick, he kissed him softly on the mouth and whispered, Let's rub our heads together until we shoot, how does that sound!?
By Luke Preston 14 Sep 2006
Hands that touched the soles of my feet and slid them to one side, parting my legs gently, and allowing cool air to explore around the tops of my legs where my football shorts hung soft and silky around my thighs.
By GSC 13 Sep 2006
Delta five weren't in the best of moods after losing their football match to Sigma three as they walked back to the campus changing room amongst howls of anguish from their fans mixed in with cheers of joy from sigma 3's supporters.
By GSC 13 Sep 2006
The changing room is always hot and humid. Steam billows from the shower, guys drip pool water and condensation rises from their bodies. No sooner have I dried part of my body than I am sweating, drying myself again. It gives me a good excuse to sit on the low wooden bench and watch him.