This story is pure fiction. This story is set in the UK. College refers to UK Sixth-Form colleges. Football refers to the world sport that is called Soccer in the U.S. Feedback by email is welcome.
Part 1
My name is Danny, I'm 16 and I recently started college. I also joined the college football team, which is great fun. I can play any position, but playing up front is my favourite as you get to score more goals. You also get to meet a lot of fit guys and I've made some good friends. Another perk of being in the team, is being able to see the guys in the changing rooms. I get to compare my body with theirs, and I adore the way they look.
I'm average height, and a slim build. I get complemented girls on how cute I look, mostly they like my smile and my blue eyes. I've nice got good muscle tone, with small outline of good abs, while not being overly muscular. I do not work, but I play football which keeps me fit. I've got short blond hair, and no body hair whatsoever, as wax my arm pits and pubes. Although waxing stings a bit, I love the feeling of being smooth. Some of the other guys like to make fun of the fact that I've got no body hair, but it's just good banter I guess, and I've quickly learnt to return with a quick dig back at them. I have a much bigger cock than everyone else on the team, when it's flaccid, which gives me plenty of ammo to retaliate with. My cock can grow to around 10 inches when erect and it's pretty thick too.
All of the guys on team seem to be straight; in fact I don't know anyone that is gay in my circle of friends. I recently came out to parents, who seem to be fine with it, otherwise I've kept my sexuality to myself.
I'm nearly always horny, and I have to wank off at least 2 or 3 times a day. I always wank off first thing each morning and just before bed. I produce a lot of spunk, when I cum, I initially shoot 6 or more really big volleys followed by a lesser dribbles. It usually take around 15 minutes for the cum to stop leaking out of my cock, I stay hard for most of that time and like to hold and stroke my cock gently until the last drop of cum has dribbled out.
At the weekend, the team were playing a couple footy matches away from home, this included 1 night away with the team. When Saturday came I was well up for the match so were most of the guys, we managed to win our first match 3-0. In evening we got back to our digs and discovered our sleeping arrangements, I was sharing a room with 3 of the others on the team, and we had bunk beds. It was the most frustrating night of my life. We all went out to the local pub in the evening, where a couple of the guys who were over 18 managed to get us a couple of drinks each. However, the pub landlord soon clocked on to the fact that many of us were underage and told us to leave. When we got to the digs it was late, we carried on drinking for a bit as one of the guys had bought a bottle of vodka along.
After a few drinks, it was time for bed so we made our way to our bedrooms. Once in our room, the other three other guys stripped down to their boxers, and I did the same. I loved their smooth fit bodies, I fancied all three of them, so I had to quickly jump up to my bunk and get under the covers before my cock got stiff. Once we turned out the lights, we all carried on talking, and eventually the subject got onto girls and what the guys had done, with their girlfriends. I made up a story, just to keep in the conversation. Their talk intrigued and excited me, I was stiff throughout the conversation. I invented a story about a girl who wouldn't let me fuck her cos my cock was too big, so she would only suck me off, but couldn't take it all in her mouth, so she just licked around a bit and tossed me off. The story was a lie, but guys seemed to believe me and enjoy it.
I didn't know how I was going to sleep without wanking off. I really wished I could get one of them to suck me off or let me fuck them, but from the stories they were telling they all sounded straight. Eventually, the others drifted off to sleep it must have been about 3am. I had to undo the button fly on the waistband of my boxers to set my cock free as it was too constrained under the material. I always got myself loose fitting boxers with a button fly so that I would have enough room for my cock, and releasing the button fly was more comfortable than stretching the waist band over my erect cock. I gripped hold of my cock to manage the throbbing, but resisted jacking off because I didn't to make any noise, eventually I dropped off to sleep after what seemed like ages.
In the morning, I had to be extra careful to keep my erection under control, I woke up before everyone else, and had freezing cold shower which helped. I got dressed into my football shorts and boots, we had to wait until team selection to work out what shirt number we would wear, so it was normal to be shirtless while we found out whether we were on the team. The other guys woke up and got dressed, most of the other guys remained shirtless during the team talk, while some had decided to wear a tee-shirt which was a shame. I love seeing the guys shirtless, I really wanted to rub my hands all over there torsos. For now, I had to get those thoughts out of head, otherwise I was going to have a serious problem. The shirts got were handed out, I had been given number 7 shirt, which meant I was playing on the wing. Once we got the match underway I played OK, I would have played better if I'd managed release my spunk that morning. The team managed a 2-2 draw which was a fair result.
When I got home on Sunday night, I knew I needed to wank off pretty quickly. I explained to my mum that I needed to go to bed, it was only 9:30, but I couldn't wait anymore. I had a shower, then went to my room. At home, I normally wear just my PJ bottoms to bed. I lay in on my bed for a few minutes taking in the events of the last couple of days, thinking of stories the guys told and tried to remember the image of their bodies. I start rubbing my smooth chest, I loved the feeling the ridges of abs, nipples and pecks. Doing this for minute, worked up my large boner. My cock was straining against the button fly of my PJs, and poking out past the waistband. I slowly undid the button fly on my PJs to release my cock and balls. My cock was throbbing and my balls were full of spunk that needed to be shot out. I gripped my cock lightly at first and gave it a few slow strokes with my right hand. I continued to rub my smooth chest with the left. I bought myself close to shooting then stopped to allow the feeling to subside, as I wanted to last a bit longer. I teased myself to the brink once more then held back. I moved my spare hand down, and rubbed my smooth balls and pubic area. I was enjoying a great wank and I was now up to full speed, At the third attempt I couldn't resist any longer, so tightened my grip and stroked faster. I let out some muffled moans of pleasure, as I continued to stroke my large stiff cock. I started to feel my cum approaching. Then the hot glow around my cock got super intense for what seemed like too long, I let out a slightly louder gasp, it was the best feeling ever, as continued to jack my cock. The first volley of cum shot through my cock, and landed in a large splat across my torso. The momentary relief was followed another intense glow and an even bigger volley of cum which created a streak of cum from my face to my belly button. The third volley was just a large as the second and landed on my face and some went in my mouth, and cum was now pooling on my chest. I stopped looking at where the cum was landing and concentrated on the feeling as I continued to shot more. After about 8 big volleys the amount I was shooting calmed down and I continued to jack my cock slowly again and started to wonder how long it would be before I stopped dribbling cum. In my haste, I hadn't bought anything to clean up with, I'd have to worry about that later. For now, I couldn't move as cock was still squirting small amounts of cum. I was tired and must have fallen asleep; I don't remember when my cock stopped dribbling cum or when I stopped stroking my cock.
I woke up the next day at around 7am with my usual boner. The button fly of my PJs was still open, and the cum from last night had partly dried on my cock, hands, torso and face. I was covered in a slimy white mess everywhere. The air was filled with a strong smell of boy spunk, and I was confused as to whether I should clean up or have another wank. My morning wood was rock hard, and needed attention. I decided to wank again, after all I was already a mess. I started to stroke my cock fast, this time it was all about shooting my cum as quickly as possible, otherwise I would be late for college. As the cum started to approach the feeling was more intense than the previous night, however thankfully, the amount cum was less. I continued to jack my cock for a couple of minutes, then I had to stop I needed to start the day and get to college. I closed the button fly of my PJs, even though my cock was still dribbling small amounts of cum. I used my dirty footy shirt to clean up some slime from my face and torso, and went for shower. After the events of the weekend, I realised I really needed a boyfriend and I desperately wanted him to suck my cock.
TO BE CONTINUED