This story is fiction, a complete fantasy. It in no way implies anything about any character.
"Ohhhhh fuck yes!" cried Chris Fowler, the host of College Gameday
"Take it! You know you want it!" growled Kirk Herbstreit, an analyst on the same show.
The hotel room was filled with sounds of skin on skin slapping, and moaning. Both men were sitting up on the long king sized bed in Kirk's room. They were currently in Columbus, Ohio preparing for the game Ohio State game. The moans got more frantic and louder, until there were screams of ecstasy.
"I told you this was the best porn I've ever seen. Of course, you couldn't take my word for it." Mumbled Kirk after the action on the screen had subsided
"Sorry I doubted you buddy, never again" replied Chris
"Yeah, yeah say the same thing every time. Now get outta here I need some sleep." Joked Kirk
The men looked at each other and nodded. Chris got up from the bed and began to leave. But when he stood up totally straight, his hard cock made an obscene tent in his slacks. There was nothing he could do to hide, so he decided not to try, its not like Kirk could have not gotten turned on by that movie. As he rounded the bed, heading for the door, Kirk spotted Chris's massive erection.
"Looks like somebody liked that movie a little more than he led on." Joked Kirk
"Well lets see you, I bet you've gotta woody too." Replied Chris, a little irritated
"No doubt, I was just about to take care of it." Said Kirk as he stood up, motioning to his own massive tent in his crotch.
They nodded goodbye again, and Chris left for his own room, next door. As soon as Chris left the room, Kirk unbuckled his slacks and let them fall to his ankles as he stepped out of them. He was wearing a jockstrap (old habits die hard) underneath his slacks. Kirk shed this last defense his cock had against his hand. Next he flopped back onto the bed, his nine inch cock standing like a flag pole in the air. His balls hung low and were naturally hairy. His right hand went straight for his cut cockhead. He began to rub the precum into his cock.
Slowly he grabbed the shaft and began to pump, almost painfully slowly at first. His left hand found his nutsac, and traveled down past it. Eventually, his left index finger was rubbing his rosebud. As he pushed his finger tip through, he began to pick up the pace, fisting his shaft.
Slowly he sunk more and more of his finger into his asshole, jerking faster and faster with ever inch of penetration. Before he knew it, his middle finger had joined his index, and he was violently attacking his cock. Moans began to escape from his mouth, and his cock was leaking precum all over his still shirt clad stomach.
Suddenly the door opened, though Kirk was too lost his is jerk off session to notice. Chris had come back because he left his cell phone in the room. He heard the moans outside, but just figured that Kirk was watching that porn again. But when Chris turned the corner, his jaw dropped. He saw his friend, and co-host of College Gameday and his back with his feet in the air, finger fucking himself while he jerked his cock. Chris didn't know weather to make his presence known or not, he was frozen watching the sight before his eyes. Slowly the tent began to rise, just as it had during the movie, and suddenly Chris realized that he hadn't gotten off in about a week. The more he watched his coworker and friend, the more his mind began to fill with lust.
Within minutes there would have been no reasoning with him, Chris went in. Kirk was in la-la land; his head was in the clouds. Kirk hadn't had anything up his ass since his college days, but that would be another story for another time. Anyway, Kirk had forgotten how much pleasure it brought him. He didn't want to come back to earth, he wanted to stay like this forever, the natural highs are the best. The moans got louder as Kirk teetered on the edge; not wanting to give in just yet Kirk removed his hand from his dick and found his left nipple. He pinched it hard through his shirt sending him higher and higher in his pleasure. His eyes were unfocused and he felt like he had a continuous head rush, it was amazing. But it was too much.
Kirk pinched his nipples as hard as he could through his shirt, and shoved both fingers totally up his ass. This was enough for his balls to erupt on their own, without a helping hand. But just as the first explosion of cum came rocketing out of his cockhead, Kirk felt a warm moist presence engulfing the upper part of his shaft. He was too gone in his bliss to realize that it was Chris' mouth wrapped around the shaft of his penis. Kirk let loose nearly scream in ecstasy as torrents of cum erupted from his cockhead. Chris swallowed everything that Kirk unloaded in his mouth, his lust had taken over. He knew that he had to be with this man tonight.
After a few minutes of hyper ventilation, Kirk slowly came to his senses. He knew that he had just jerked off a huge load, but he'd lost his mind along the way. Curiously he pulled his two fingers from his now relaxed asshole. Only after this did he realize that he wasn't alone, Chris was lying next to him with a face covered in cum, Kirk's cum. Chris looked up at Kirk with a longing in his eyes and a tent in his pants. Kirk realized that his co-host had just taken his load down his throat, but he was only momentarily confused. A part of him knew that he'd wanted this all along.
"That was something, thanks for the help bud." Said Kirk
"Yeah, no problem. Saw that you kinda lost yourself for a little. Anything I can do for a friend." Replied Chris as he reached down and rubbed the head of his leaking prick through his pants
"Maybe I can help you with that. Lets see that monster." Cooed Kirk
to be continued....