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Getting George Burgess
It was late afternoon on a Friday in mid September and I was finishing up a gruelling leg workout in the gym. Work had been pretty full on and pushing myself through a tough set of squats and deadlifts felt good. I also had built a good pump and my quads and bubble butt looked great in my tight footy shorts.
I was inspecting my gains in the mirror and was pretty pleased. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed this tall blond stud who was built with solid muscle. His skin was sun kissed and he had a healthy bronze colour. He was a God. Our eyes met as I took a better look at him through the reflection in the mirror. I gave a nod and smile. This guy looked like an alpha jock stud, so I naturally assumed he was straight. But that didn't stop the familiar stirring down below. This guy certainly woke up my cock. My thick uncut 8 inch Aussie cock started to get hard in my Andrew Christian jockstrap. Not wanting to cause a scene - my workout shorts were short - I continued with my workout.
After finishing my workout I went back to the lockeroom to take a shower. I was planning on grabbing an early dinner with some mates in the city. As I was pulling on my fitted black V-neck tee over my thick muscled torso my blond stud walked into the lockerroom. His singlet was tight across his big frame and he was wearing NRL footy shorts. South Sydney.
"Hi", he said.
"G''day mate", was my reply.
"I don't mean to sound weird or anything, but are you Billy Slater's mate? Jack?", he asked.
This piqued my interest. Hot NRL stud Billy Slater and I have developed a close relationship where we fuck the brains out of each other whenever he's visiting Sydney. Given his fame, we keep it very discreet. But whenever Billy's in Sydney, he quickly finds himself on my King sized bed, back arched spreading his big smooth muscled arse cheeks so I can eat out his tight jock cunt til the point that he's begging me to fuck him. It usually goes that I drain a few loads in him, we get some food, then return to my apartment so he can fill my mouth with his hot loads. We snuggle, then I get hard again. We fuck. Hot, intense, sweaty alpha jock fucking. The best type.
"Yeah mate, I'm Jack. Indeed, I'm friends with Billy", I said. I was interested in where this was going. I recognised that this stud before me was George Burgess. Not only famous for his skill on the rugby field, but also for the hot nude photos that were leaked and quickly spread across the internet.
"So....", he was now struggling for words and looking sheepish. I've seen this interplay before. Big muscle stud wants to fuck another big muscle boy. George wants to get sweaty with me?
"So...", I say, laughing. "So, what has Billy said about me?".
George shifted in his place, scratching the back of his head, which only made his massive bicep bulge more as he did it, and also caused his singlet to raise up, giving me a glimpse of the hard abs stacked on that killer frame.
"Billy said he had a mate who also used this gym and I should introduce myself. He said you were a good guy who knew how to have fun", George said looking me directly in the eyes, intensely, as put emphasis on the word 'fun'.
"That's nice of him to say", I said, chuckling. "So, not to be forward, but did you want to hang out some time? I can show you how much fun I can be." I said with a cheeky wink.
With a big smile plastered across his face, George said "fuck yeah".
We exchanged numbers and I left.
Later that night after dinner it came. The text from George. It said: 'Free?' Only an idiot of a man would say no. And given I have a crazy high sex drive, I was keen to fuck. And I hadn't drained my big heavy balls for two days, which meant I had a few loads saved up.
I threw on a cockring and jockstrap. No need for anything else. Got out the poppers, lube and condoms. The usual ritual to get the place set up for some hot fucking.
Tonight, I was in the mood to bottom though. I hope George was ready to top.
I opened the door to find George in a pair of loose tracksuit pants and a tight white tee-shirt. He took an audible gasp of air when he saw me, 5'10" smooth tanned muscle guy with thick pecs, arms and a solid flat stomach standing there before him. He checked me out from top down to my thick bulging legs and bubble butt. I smiled and invited him in.
I closed the door and took a better look at the stud before me. I could tell he wasn't wearing underwear as I could see the outline of the growing thick uncut 9" monster through his grey tracksuit pants. He stepped up to me and grabbed my neck and kissed me. His big thick tongue sliding into my mouth and wrestling with mine.
This was enough to get my thick cock hard and sticking out of my jockstrap. I was hard and already leaking. George was my ideal guy. He was big - everywhere - strong and forceful. It played well with my current state of being in a sub bottom mood, a departure from my usual state of being a top. But you guys know, sometimes you just want to be a slutty little bottom. This was where I was at.
As we kissed I ran my hands all over George's muscly body. Focusing my attention on his big hard chest. I pulled on his hard erect nipples. Twisting and pinching them as our tongues were out our mouths flicking each other. Each time I manipulated his nipples, George let out a moan and I could feel his cock against my leg getting harder.
"Oh fuck yeah Jack, work my big jock nipples", moaned George as he pulled off his tee, revealing that massive chest and hard abs in all of its glory. His torso was essentially an inverted triangle. Huge broad shoulders tapering down into a tight narrow waist. He had the hot V at his waist, that pointed down to the prize.
I sunk to my knees, kissing my way down his torso. Licking and kissing each pack in his 8 pack. As I got down to his huge bulge, I rubbed his throbbing cock through his pants and felt two lime-sized balls. I knew this boy had some big loads for me. I was salivating at the thought of drinking this super athlete's sweet cum. I was thinking like a filthy whore and I loved it. This is what happens when a sex hungry alpha like me goes without any action for a couple of days.
As I pulled down his tracksuit pants, his hard cock slapped against his abs leaving a trail of precum. He was a leaker.
I took hold of the shaft and ran my tongue from the base right up to the head. Pulling back the foreskin, I swirled my tongue around the wet head and savoured the pre leaking out of his cock. It was sweet. Tasty indeed. I started jacking his big cock as I focused my attention on the big head of his monster cock.
"Fuck, Jack, Billy was right, you give the best head. Better than any of those women I've pounded. Better than the girl I was with last night".
This horny fucker. His sex drive was insatiable. It made me go even crazier on his cock.
I took his cock down to its base as I grabbed his huge muscle arse cheeks and got him fucking my throat. It slid all the way in. When I'm in the mood, I can deep throat like the best of them.
"Oh fuck, I'm close Jack", George moaned.
Not wanting him done yet, I stood up and led him to the bedroom. Where I laid on top of him so our cocks could make out while we kissed passionately. My hands pawing all over his enormous chest. I grabbed his hands and pinned them behind his head so I could eat out his deep pits and lick that soft peach fur that was growing in his sexy jock boy pits.
"I need that big monster in my tight cunt", I growled into George's ear. He looked at me with animal lust. He shoved me off of him and ordered me to get on all fours and arch my back.
I obeyed.
I perched myself up on all fours and arched my muscly back and tensed up my back so the ropes of hard muscle was on full display. I spread my thick smooth tanned legs apart to ensure my bouncy bubble butt was sticking out nicely. Showing off the results of all those squats I did religiously at gym.
George got behind me and slapped my arse.
"Fucking nice", was all he said before grabbing my arse and spreading my cheeks and spitting directly on my smooth hairless hole.
"hmmmm, what a pretty hole. All for me" moaned George.
George plunged his tongue into my hole causing me to moan loudly with intense pleasure. He flicked his manly tongue across my hole. He pulled my cock back so he could run his tongue from the tip of my cock, up the shaft, across my heavy balls and then into the deep cleft of my arse. As he continued working my hole with his tongue, George kept jerking my now leaky cock. He used the precum to get my hole even wetter. He then grabbed more pre and fed it into my hole with his thick fingers. This made me wither in even more pleasure.
"Oh fuck yeah George, open up that cunt. Get it ready for your big cock". He was using my own pre to lube me up. To prepare me for a hard fucking.
George grabbed me by the throat and pulled me up so we can make out even more. Our cocks both hard as steel and leaking like taps. The bed sheets were getting nicely messed up. A sure sign of a good fucking session.
George pushed me back down on the bed and started slapping his thick cock on my hole. Slapping my arse with his hands and smacking my tight hole with his big footy jock cock.
"Fuck me stud", I begged. "I need you so bad. I need you to fill my boy cunt", I pleaded.
George leant over to the stash of Magnum brand condoms and lube. I kept fingering my hole as he suited up and rolled the condom over his big powerful cock. He then smacked my hand away so he could lube up my tight jock cunt.
He then grabbed the bottle of poppers, took a few big sniffs then grabbed me and made me sniff. I needed the extra help to loosen up if I was going to take that monster.
George then gave my hole another slap with his cock before easing the head into my cunt. I relaxed to let him in.
"Ah, fuck yeah that feels so good around my cock", he said as the head popped into my tight cunt. He held it there for a bit, reaching around to play with my nipples as my hole adjusted to his size.
"Oh George that feels so good. Get it all in there", I begged. I was beyond normal horny. I was at a different level of horniess. This stud had gotten me so worked up.
George didn't need any more encouragement. He slid his thickness deep into me. Bottoming out with his big hairless balls pressed up against mine. His thick shaft applied constant pressure on my G spot. This boy knew how to fuck. Something tells me this wasn't his first time at the rodeo.
George built up a solid rhythm. He was pile driving me. I couldn't get enough. He was an energetic fucker. We'd moved across the bed with his powerful thrusts pushing me right up against the headboard. It was intense animalistic manly fucking. George pulled out completely, leaving my hole open and gasping for cock. It was momentarily. George then plunged all the way in with one single thrust. I was moaning and begging for more like you hear in porn. Except, I wasn't acting. I wanted. No, needed, more of his cock in me.
Without his cock leaving my hole, George flipped me over so that we were in missionary. He grabbed my legs and held them on his shoulders as he built up a steady pace. Pulling almost all the way out just to sink back into my tight hole that was gripping around his amazing cock.
"Oh this is the best cunt I've ever had Jack. This is amazing. It's like it was built just for me. We fit perfectly", George moaned as he was entering his own world of ecstasy and with beads of sweat all over his body.
This boy had stamina. He'd been fucking for a good twenty minutes. Just owning me.
George lent down and kissed me as he quickened his pace.
He wrapped his big pawas around my neck and squeezed a bit as he got more into pounding my big jock hole. I loved the feeling of being choked a little bit. It was so intense.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm close Jack", George moaned as he kissed me.
"Cum on my face, stud", I begged, "I want to taste your load Sir, please let me drink it up". Calling him Sir was the final straw.
George pulled out, ripped of the condom, and grabbed my face. With a couple of strokes he was shooting ropes of cum across my face. The first one flew to the other side of the bed. I got eight of the ten blasts of cum on my face and tongue. It was the juiciest and sweetest load I'd had in a long time. Professional athletes always produce the best cum.
After cuming, George plunged his mouth over my engorged cock and sucked like a pro.
"I'm gonna cum Sir", I panted.
He didn't move.
"Arrrrghhhhhh", I yelled as I blew nine big loads down George's throat.
He collapsed next to me and pulled me on top of him so we could make out.
"That was amazing Jack", said George.
I smiled and said "the pleasure was all mine".
George looked at me and said, "So how do you feel about group sex?"
I smiled, he pulled me in close and gave me a big hug.
I wonder who we will be fucking together.
Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed. The next instalment shouldn't be too far away