Here are some stories about my adventures as an 18yo dumb jock... well, more like misunderstandings and accidents.
I don't know if this happens to other straight guys but when the weather is real warm out, my sweaty jockhole starts to twitch. And not just a wink or two, oh no, my puckhole flutters all day long. All through class, all through football practice - it drives me wild! You'd think I could bear it since my tiny little pink pucker is buried between two huge smooth muscle glutes but it can get real annoying. So bad that sometimes I even have to slip a hand down and rub on it just to ease the frustration. Rubbing and slapping it seems to help but well... that makes me whimper and yelp a little so I can only do that in private.
After football practice one day, after a few hours of running plays and sweating in the sun, my hole was going crazy. As we all said goodbye to coach and the other boys wandered off home, I watched Dad pull up in his BMW straight from work to pick me up. I knew there was no way I'd be able to sit still the entire ride home with my asshole spasming like this so I grinned and waved over at him before pointing to the toilets. I saw him nod from inside the car and start playing with his Blackberry - I knew I would have enough time to spank on my pucker in the john until the itch went away.
I ran into toilets and down to the second last stall, stripping off my uniform until I was buck naked and taking a seat on the john. My hole was already sticky with sweat and I had to do SOMETHING to calm it down. I spread my teen thighs as wide as I could and slapped my hand down on my pucker SLAP! I groaned; that felt better already. But a few more wouldn't hurt. Leaning back on the seat, I spread even wider and gave my jockhole three short sharp spanks SLAP SLAP SLAP! The echoing sound made me chuckle - and that's when I noticed a strange looking hole in the wall of the stall.
I didn't give it another thought... that is, until I heard the heavy bootsteps of our muscled Arab high school janitor enter. I didn't know his name - none of us did - all we knew was that he was big, black, married and rarely smiled. In fact, he almost looked mean. I sat there quietly rubbing my winking hole when I heard him walk into the stall beside mine and saw a flash of his blue overalls through the hole. Even a dumb jock like me knew why he was there - he had obviously waited until football practice was over before coming in to fix that weird hole!
Now, my school is a rich white school but they don't waste their money on useless things - like tools for the janitor. I think this is pretty unfair because the poor guy has a wife and kids to support and is only trying to do his job. It's not like he resents white people, in particular priveleged white jocks like me. I'm sure deep down he's a really friendly guy. That said, I was expecting a measuring tape to appear through the hole in his attempt to repair it but instead I heard a zipper being lowered... and a gigantic black cock was slowly pushed through the hole. I gasped in surprise - the school hadn't bought him a measuring tape so he had to use his own dick to measure the hole!
I didn't mean to stare but it was right there in front of my face and man - it was HUGE! We're talking a footlong veiny black dong bigger than most pornstars. Uncut too which was fascinating to a jock boy from a rich white family like me. My fingers kept tapping on my asshole as I watched it grow and grow, from floppy snake to a rock hard pole of black flesh pointing right at me. He was even unlucky enough to get his fuzzy tennis ball sized nuts jammed through as well. That meat was really bouncing, almost like he was flexing it on purpose. It was hypnotising.
After a few minutes I heard his deep voice in that thick foreign accent say 'Help me out, kid?' That's when I realised - he must be stuck! First, the guy had to use his own cock to measure this hole in the stall wall because he didn't have any tools, and now that dark horsecock of his was wedged in that hole and he couldn't pull free! I sat there with my legs spread wide, stroking my fingertips up and down my smooth asscrack wondering how I could possibly help my high school janitor get free. I was so close I could smell the sweat that must have built up on his nuts after a hard day's work. And a bead of hot, sticky precum was starting to appear at the slit of his enormous black dong. But he was stuck tight - he didn't move an inch and I was frozen naked on the john with that huge nasty looking hog in my face.
Five minutes must have passed before I heard his deep voice growl again. 'Go on, get it wet.' Of course! The only way he was gonna be able to slide that huge meat out again was if it was lubed up good. Without saying a word, I leaned forward and let a dribble of spit out of my mouth and watched it slide down his hotrod. His meat flexed but I instantly realised it would take a lot more than a dribble to let him slide his cock out and get home to his wife and kids. What the hell, I thought. This bluecollar guy from another country does so much for us high school teens, the least I could do is help him out.
I worked up a wet mouthful of straight jock spit and leaned in close. My lips brushed his sticky slit as I slowly opened wide - his junk was hotter than I'd expected, that fat donkey dick was pulsing bigtime. Gently and slowly, I slid my lips over that gigantic cockhead and used my tongue to swab saliva all over it. I heard him sigh in complete relief and smiled with my lips around his dick. Soon he'd be all lubed up with my spit and he'd be able to pull out. I pitied this guy; it must be awful to have a dick SO BIG that it gets you into trouble like this.
I let that knob rest on my tongue and opened my mouth wider watching the spit drip down his shaft like honey. There was a funky taste on my tongue and I wrinkled my nose as I realised it was his precum. Oh man... well, it's a natural reaction I guess, the guy can't control it. And it didn't taste so bad... salty but mostly sweet. Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath I resolved to get to work and get his huge cock soaking wet as quickly as possible so I didn't have to taste too much of his leaking cocksnot. Lowering my head down until a good six inches was lodged in my mouth (only half of that footlong dong) I swirled my tongue and kept my lips tight, pulling back til my lips were just kissing the tip. That left a good layer of straight teen spit on his throbbing fuckstick - he'd be free in no time! Taking hold of his low-hanging sack, I started bobbing on as much as I could, keeping my mouth good and wet and making sure his schlong was absolutely dripping with spit. At one point, the blunt head crushed against the back of my throat and - unbelievably - a few inches slipped into my throat. I gagged and spluttered with my eyes watering but it only made my mouth work up even more spit. From then on, I kept taking it deep into my throat to try and speed up the process and let us both get out of here sooner. Straight teen jock helping out my burly black janitor with my hot mouth.
Half an hour must have passed with my lips stretched wide around this black monster hog slobbering as much as I could on it to help the poor guy out... and unfortunately I had forgotten about Dad waiting for me in the car. In my haste to shuck my shorts and rub my pucker, I had also forgotten to lock my stall door. I can be forgetful like that sometimes. Slowly the door swung open and there stood my Dad, still in his suit, with these wide eyes just staring. He must have come looking for me since I was taking so long. He looked kinda mad... but mostly shocked. His mouth was gaping open and closed like a fish and his thick moustache twitched. Dad is kind of a racist so I guess it made him upset to see me helping out the school's big Arab janitor like this. I tried to say 'Don't worry Dad, the poor guy got his cock stuck in this weird hole and I'm just doing my best to help him get un-stuck' but all that came out was a moan since my mouth was full of slimy, oozing dick. Actually, I hate to say it but it was more of a whine than a moan.
And damned if that big bull of a married black janitor didn't choose that exact moment to start shooting his wad into my straight teen mouth. Well he didn't exactly choose; I mean he wouldn't jizz in a jock kid's mouth on purpose. I'm sure he was trying to hold it back but couldn't control it! I grabbed onto that thick meat to try and yank it out of my mouth but his swollen knob was locked between my lips. With my other hand still frantically rubbing my twitching jockhole, I got my first taste of fresh Arab spooge squirting right into my mouth while my Dad watched.
I moaned again in surprise as that scalding hot, white cum just kept firing! Eight or nine thick ropes of cream spurted into my mouth with a squirt or two escaping and pouring down my chin. I could barely breathe, starting to sweat, and without thinking I started swallowing. I wished Dad would leave, I didn't want him to see this, but I had to swallow it down and take a breath or I would've passed out! My adam's apple was working overtime as I gulped down that massive load and Dad watched his straight jock stud son get a belly full of black man seed while I rubbed my own hole.
It seemed like forever but soon that big Arab cock stopped shooting. It audbily popped out of my tight mouth and finally, after almost an hour, slid back out of that small hole in the stall wall and I heard the janitor grunt 'Thanks' as he put his overalls back on. Dad just shook his head - he looked so mad, and kinda sad too - and walked out. I knew I was in deep trouble and would get a lecture the whole way home in the car. But I was only trying to help! Oh, why do these embarrassing accidents always happen to me?!
Thanks for reading guys. I am a long time reader and huge fan of the site. I wanted to share this fantasy with you and have lots of ideas for future stories. I'd love to hear from you if you enjoyed it - dumbhjock@gmail.com
No self-pics but we could even swap hot pics and ideas? Take care of those dumb jocks out there.