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I'm a nerd. Well, I wouldn't call myself one, because honestly, I'm not that smart, but ever since I enrolled at Midwest Southeastern College, nerd is all that I seemed to be called.
While I suppose I was the most academically gifted person at the college that really wasn't an achievement. Midwest Southeastern wasn't anyone first, second or fifth choice to study. The reason I had enrolled was simply because I didn't think that I was going to graduate from high school so I didn't bother applying for any colleges.
Surprisingly, my results weren't too bad and I had three colleges who would accept me. I chose Midwest Southeastern as they offered me a partial scholarship if I became a tutor to struggling members of the football team. Deciding to test out my powers of persuasion, I talked to the head of enrollment and managed to increase the scholarship from 40% paid to 75% before I took the offer.
When I first arrived at the college in late September, I went to introduce myself to the football team, naively thinking that I would bond with the players. I was very wrong. When the muscled jocks got tired of yelling nerd, loser and other more insulting remarks, I was ignored.
Heading into the dean's office, I was allowed to look over the footballers' grades with the intention that I would help the ones most likely to fail. Now I know that you can get smart footballer's, but it's far more likely that they are a bit dim, however, the ones who attended Midwest Southeastern seemed to be a special breed of dumb.
It quickly became apparent that the college had taken anyone with even the slightest hint of footballing talent irrespective of what their grades were. The fact that the players were likely to fail their course wasn't an issue to the college, all they wanted was a decent football team to gain some easy publicity.
Once I gathered that I wasn't actually needed, I had a great time. I was getting close to a free ride and I was expected to do anything. After that, I was left alone. Joining the college's film club as well as the computer club, I made a couple of friends and began to enjoy myself and then five months later, my life changed.
During the winter session, the football league passed a bill that every player had to pass an English and Math test by the end of January. Each player was allowed three attempts to pass the test and if they failed they were unable to play for the rest of the academic year.
Immediately, I was called back from my winter break in to work with the team. When I looked over what the test would be I was amazed at how easy it was. A seventh-grader could have done it but these men, five years older were struggling.
The first test was on the Saturday twelfth of January, I had never seen a more pissed-off looking bunch of men in my life, luckily they weren't aiming their anger at me. Later that night the results came back with eight players failing, and this was when I met Rocky.
He was a muscle-bound linebacker, standing just over six foot, he had muscles on muscles. His thick blonde hair was cut short on the back and sides framing his strong chiselled face, and his piercing blue eyes would have made my legs tremble if it wasn't for the fact that he constantly insulted me.
"You need to teach me, nerd. I'm fucking awesome at English, it's this math bullshit that makes no sense. If I need to add something up, I'll use my phone! I don't need to fucking learn how to do it for fucks sake."
We were sitting in a study room in the campus library the day after the exam. If anyone had looked in they would have laughed at the sight of us. Though I was only a couple of inches shorter than Rocky, he was twice my size and sitting next to each other like we were, we looked every inch like the jock and nerd stereotypes.
"Totally..." I began then stopped when I realized just how sad I sounded, "but we need to get this done, otherwise you can't play football."
"I just don't understand why. It's fucking pointless!" Rocky whined, "I know you like shit like this, adding and whatever, but I actually have important stuff to do, like training!"
"You think I want to do this!" I muttered under my breath, before speaking louder, " look you need to pass to play so you've got to learn shit like this."
The next test was in a week's time which didn't really give me much time to get the idiot knowledgeable enough to pass a test, even one where the hardest question was X + 9 = 16.
Over the next couple of days, we settled into a routine. Each day, after Rocky finished his morning workout, he sauntered into the study room still drinking a protein shake, after a quick barrage of insults he sat down and over the next hour, I tried to teach him basic Math and English. As soon as the hour was up, he was gone and off to his next training session.
Each day he wore the same things, a cut off tank top and loose baggy shorts. His bulging muscles would be glistening from his workout and I had to constantly stop myself from staring too long at him. He was my ultimate wet dream but I didn't want him to know that. All of his insults were nerd related. I hated to think what he would do and say to me if he found out I was gay.
It was a Thursday morning and I was looking forward to the John Wick marathon I had organised with a couple of friends that weekend. I was reading a grade school textbook in preparation for the upcoming lesson when the study room door smashed open and Rocky strolled in.
"Fuck!" He grumbled, dumping his bag on the table.
Knowing that asking what was wrong would only annoy him, I kept silent.
"Fucking run out of my protein shake! If I don't have it then I'll be fucking shit in training! Coach is already on my ass about defence... I don't need this shit!"
Though I could still hear him complaining when he mentioned his ass that was all I could think about. Just from the covert peeks I had risked, I knew his large muscular ass was magnificent and I found myself wondering just how it would look in his football pants when I managed to pull myself out of daydreaming.
Maybe it was my dick thinking for me, or maybe I was thinking about my aching dick but what I said next changed everything.
"You know, they say cum has lots of protein in it!"
Rocky still hadn't sat down and loomed over me.
"How much?" he asked intrigued.
"What?" I replied confused.
"How much protein is there in cum?" he said slowly as if I was the thick one.
"Um, a couple of grams." I guessed.
Of course, I had no idea. It was something I had read years ago, I didn't even know if it was true but it had stuck with me ever since.
"You reckon it's more than fifteen grams?"
Before I could stop myself, I let out a smart ass reply, "sure, if you have enough of it."
He looked thoughtful for a while before his eyes lit up.
"I'll be back in a sec,"
"Um, you remember you can't leave the room. Not after last time..."
On the very first day of studying, Rocky, fed up with math and me, had left the room and returned to the gym. A librarian had seen and reported him to the dean and coach.
"Fine, I'll have to do it here" he sighed before looking at me, "turn the fuck away nerd!"
I had been looking at him as he put his fingers in his shorts and began to pull them down. Hastily, I turned away and soon after, I heard the telltale sounds of him jerking off.
It had never crossed my mind that hearing a man masturbate would be as hot as it was. I heard him spit on his hand several times before continuing to beat off. Soon his breath got shorter and shorter, until finally, with a loud clenched groan, he came.
"How much protein is here then? For fuck's sake nerd, you can turn around!"
I looked back to see Rocky with his softening cock still out and his hand full of cum.
Despite the surreal sight, I was instantly trying to work out how to take advantage of the situation. Ignoring how good he looked in his post-orgasm glow, I pretended to inspect his offering. There really wasn't much there, and judging from his face he was ashamed with how little he had produced.
"I mean, swallow it and tell me if you feel full," I said as casually as I could.
Rocky paused and I saw the cum swirl in his palm before he lifted his hand and lapped it up. Fortunately, he had his eyes closed as he drank it down so he didn't see me rearrange my erection. Satisfied he had it all, he licked his lips.
"I don't feel that energised," he said slowly, "but I do feel something..."
"Ah, that must mean you need more cum!" I cut in, sensing an idea forming, "you reckon you can go again? You know to get more protein."
Looking at me, Rocky, almost shamefully, shook his head before his eyes lit up.
"Wait a second nerd, I don't have to drink my cum to get protein, do I?"
"Well, technically no," I answered trying to hide my grin.
"In that case, you need to give me yours!"
"Um..."
"Look nerd, just give me what I want then I won't have to beat you up!" he threatened, flexing his fist.
It was getting harder to hide my delight at how easily he had fallen for my trick. I couldn't quite believe my luck in finding a jock so dumb and I started to wonder just how far I could push it.
"Rocky, I'm really sorry but I can't..." I began before stopping wanting to make what I said next appear to have meaning, "what I mean is, I can't touch my penis because of my religion."
"Oh!" He paused, and the silence grew to the point where I was about to break the tension when finally, he spoke again.
"Can I do it to you?"
He wasn't looking at me when he asked the question and, lucky for me he wasn't, as I had a wide grin on my face.
"Err, well my religion sees the hands as dirty so that won't work either..." I replied in my best sad voice.
I could see his mind working to figure out what to do next. It was clear there was no stopping his desire for protein and to him, cum was his only option.
"Close your eyes," he snapped after he came to a decision.
Eagerly, I did what he asked. My mind raced with what was going to happen but I forced my eyes to stay shut. I felt him push my chair back and then seconds later, his large yet surprisingly soft fingers gripped my trousers and tugged them down.
"Damn," I heard him whisper when my cock sprung free.
My senses felt on fire. I could feel his warm breath tickling my skin. There was a slight pause before I felt my mushroom head push against his soft cheek. I gasped and instantly he pulled back.
Fighting to keep my eyes shut just in case he was looking, I felt him move closer and again I hit his face. I growled in frustration, I was desperate for his mouth but each time we came into contact my cock slapped against his smooth skin.
After two more failures, I had enough and looked down to see that like me he had his eyes closed. I almost laughed at how absurd it was. Clearly, he didn't want to look at what he was about to do. Though for me, the sight of this muscular Adonis on his knees with my cock only centimetres away was nearly enough to make me cum.
Gripping my shaft, I aimed it at his barely open mouth and waited for him to push forward again.
"Fuck!" I cried as at last his warm mouth engulfed my cock.
Looking down, I had to bite my bottom lip hard to stop from cumming there and then. The sight of my prick splitting apart the dark pink lips of the popular, handsome jock was orgasm inducing and despite my best efforts, my balls were churning for release.
"Ahhhh, no!" I whimpered.
Though he was only bathing my spongy tip it was too much and I wanted so much more. Deciding to go for broke, I gripped his head and drove forward until I was pressing against his throat.
Rocky's blue eyes shot open and stared at me with surprise. He could have easily thrown me off but he didn't and with a loud cry of pleasure, I erupted in the star linebacker's mouth.
"Fuckkkk yes!!!" I moaned and my eyesight blurred as load after load blasted from my prick.
My body jerked wildly yet Rocky didn't move, allowing me to flood his mouth with thick creamy spunk.
When I finally came down, I slumped into my seat and gasped for breath. It took several seconds for my vision to come back but when it did I looked at the muscular man who was still kneeling in front of me. He was licking his lips and swallowing, wanting to make sure that he had got everything.
It still took a minute for my body to recover and another couple more for my mind to come back to reality and when it did, Rocky still hadn't spoken. He was now sitting and pretending to read one of the math books.
Feeling nervous, I stood to pull up my pants then sat back down.
"So if you turn the equation around, then you can find out what the value of X is..."
The rest of the lesson passed quickly and as the clock struck eleven, he quickly left. leaving me alone in the room with empty balls and the memories of his pink lips wrapped around my cock.
That night, I had to jerk off in my friend's toilet while we were in the middle of a Warhammer battle and then once again when I got into my bed. Despite trying to think of anything, my mind kept on replaying what had happened in the study room and my prick responded.
After my second orgasm, I began to wonder what would happen tomorrow but tiredness overcame me and I fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, I made my way to the library and sat in the study room waiting for Rocky. I watched as the clock slowly turned to ten. Seconds later, the door opened and the man who had dominated my dreams came in.
"Hey, Rocky. How's things?" I asked, trying to sound casual.
He grunted in reply. Taking that as he didn't want to talk, I pulled out the textbook and began going through some English questions with him.
The next forty minutes, Rocky barely said anything as I went through some questions with him. I was about to wrap up the session early when the footballer eventually opened up.
"So... coach said I did well in training yesterday... Um, you think it's related to the protein?" he said hesitantly as if expecting me to laugh at him.
When he finished speaking, relief washed over me. I had started to fear that his silence could mean bad news for me but his nervous, almost inquisitive, question told me that I could try for round two, so feeling devious, I turned my bullshit meter up to eleven.
"Oh definitely, as you know there's lots of types of protein. Muscle repairing, muscle building, energy replenishing, and the protein you had yesterday had all three."
Rocky looked at me with something like awe on his face.
"You really think so?"
"Well, how did you feel at practice?"
"Stronger. Faster. I mean each time I breathed I could taste your cum and it pumped me up for the next play!" he said enthusiastically.
I smiled understandingly while inside my head, I was celebrating wildly. This dumb jock was ready to suck me off again, I thought and already I was imagining him on his knees. Just the thought of it made my cock hard.
"In that case, do you need to jerk off in here?" I asked.
"Actually, I already came before coming here... Can I have yours again?" He said anxiously.
Without answering, I stood and pulled down my trousers releasing my hard cock. I saw him gulp and seeing that he was looking doubtful I took control. Moving his chair to face me, I gently gripped his hair and pulled it back.
Looking up at me with those clear blue eyes, I smiled comfortingly at him.
"Now open wide."
Submissively he opened his mouth and I took the invitation. Driving forward, I sighed as my prick was, once again, bathed in warm wetness.
"Now suck!" I commanded.
Though he gave me a pissed off look, he obeyed and began sucking the pulsing head of my cock.
"Yessss! That's it," I groaned.
I don't know whether it was because he was dumb or if he was just competitive, but all Rocky did was suck as hard as he possibly could. It felt like my dick was in a vacuum. My eyes fluttered and I tightened my grip of his blonde hair
"Oh yes, you like my protein?" I teased.
Rocky looked up at me with confusion and rather than have him stop to ask me what I was talking about, I pushed in further. Sighing happily, I pulled back out and gradually began to fuck his mouth.
"Fuck that's it... get that protein!"
With his bright blue eyes staring at me I began to increase my pace as I used his face. Despite my three climaxes yesterday, the sight of him willingly blowing me was beginning to get too much, forcing me to push him away. I had other plans.
"Now take my balls in your mouth."
"What?!" He spluttered indignantly.
"The warmer the cum, the more protein!" I lied easily.
Though he briefly looked confused by my flawed logic with my cock bobbing in front of his face his gaze was drawn to it and slowly hypnotized him. Dropping my hand, I gripped my balls and lifted them up to his lips.
Pressing my large ballsack against his mouth, Rocky instinctively opened to take them in.
"Damn..." I hissed.
The warmth was incredible and like a good slut, he quickly began to use his tongue to swirl around each ball, before licking the sensitive skin between them.
"Ahhh," I stuttered and my body tensed.
I was cumming, but I couldn't speak. The pleasure was just too intense.
Tapping his head, Rocky looked up just in time for my first load to splatter on his face. Quickly, he forced my cock in his mouth and drank the remaining jets of cum that erupted out.
"What the hell, nerd!" He yelled when he had finally got all of the cum I could give him and pulled away to look at me with a thunderous expression.
"Sorry Rocky..." I began sheepishly though when I saw his strong face coated with my cum, I had another idea.
"Wait a second, just stay down there. The cum... I mean the protein is still okay to eat," I said, then using my finger to collect up my spunk I pushed it into his mouth.
Surprisingly, he didn't protest and dutifully he sucked my finger clean. Pulling it free, he kept his mouth open as if he was waiting for me to feed him. My cock twitched at the sight and I began to clean my cum from his handsome face before presenting it to him to lick off.
Glancing at the time, I saw we only had a minute left of our hour.
"Shit, you better get to practice..." I started to say, and then another idea came to me, "actually what time is your match tomorrow?"
"Um, three like it always is. Haven't you been watching your own team?!" He replied threateningly.
"Of course, it's just that it's a special holiday for my religion tomorrow and I thought the time might have changed," I answered quickly.
"Special holiday?"
"Um, yeah, you see, my religion sees tomorrow as a super-strong day for us. We feel more powerful..." I explained lamely, hoping he wouldn't question how stupid it sounded.
"So you feel more powerful, which means that your cum will be more powerful, right?" Rocky said thoughtfully.
"Uh, yeah?"
"Awesome! Come to the stadium tomorrow and wait for me in the disabled toilets at two-thirty," he said with a triumphant look on his face, that only minutes ago had cum on it.
I managed not to grin but my balls tingled in expectation as he left the room.
I couldn't believe what he had just said. Not only was he going to suck me off again, but he was also going to do it before a game. He was going to be tackling opponents with a belly full of my spunk. It was too good to be true but he was dumb enough to believe it and I was horny enough to let it happen.
It had gone past two and I was still trying to navigate the hallways of the stadium. Though it shouldn't have been hard to find the only disabled toilets in the entire area, my mind was on other things. Once again I had beat off twice last night. I was desperate to last longer so I could really enjoy Rocky's mouth. I was determined that he was going to have to work for my cum.
It was getting close to two-thirty when I eventually found the restroom. Sitting on the toilet, I didn't have to wait long until the door opened and in came Rocky wearing his football kit. Removing his helmet, I could see that his thick blonde hair and face were shining with sweat from his warmup.
Turning around, he locked the door and put his helmet on the hook. I took the chance to admire his large, muscular ass clad in skin-tight leggings. It looked so tempting and I knew I had to have it but that would have to wait for later.
"We got to make this quick..." he began before turning around to see me sitting on the toilet, fully clothed and said one of the hottest things anyone has ever said to me, "for fucks sake nerd! Get your cock out!"
Muttering an apology, I quickly pulled down my pants and sat back on the toilet. It was weird that I was apologizing to a guy, close to two hundred and fifty pounds, for not letting him immediately suck my cock but I wasn't complaining.
Moving closer to me, Rocky dropped to his knees and leaned forward. I held my breath as his long pink tongue parted his lips and edged towards my cock. I trembled then gasped when he slowly licked my hardening shaft.
"Yes..." I breathed seconds after he took me in his mouth.
The warm wetness was magical and the sight was even more so. I could feel his tongue press against the underside of my length as he hollowed out his cheeks to suck harder. Though, it was only his third time he was quickly becoming an expert in giving blow jobs.
After bobbing up and down for a while, he moved to my balls and bathed them in his hot mouth. I lounged back, and just enjoyed the sensation. My balls seemed to swell and pulse each time he swirled them around with his tongue.
Moving back to my cock, he eagerly sucked it again. Looking down, I saw his clear blue eyes staring back at mine. I could tell that he wanted me to hurry up, so moving my hands to his thick blonde hair, I took a grip of it and forced him to take more.
"That's it... fuck yes!"
More and more of my length invaded his mouth and pretty soon, I was pushing the head of my dick against his throat.
The sweet noise of someone who belittled me, gagging around my cock was music to my ears. Letting him up I saw a thick string of spit run from my tip to his lips. In my eyes, he had never looked so attractive before he broke the image with an angry tirade.
"Why the fuck haven't you cum yet, nerd?! Hurry the fuck up, I need to go before coach wonders where I am!" He said all of this with his eyes watering and spit dripping from his chin.
"Er... Shit Rocky, I'm sorry," I apologized, "I mean, there is something you could do to speed it up..."
"What?!" He said impatiently.
"Well, if you lick under my balls," I said quietly. "It, uh... well, it helps push the cum towards my cock."
I watched his face crease up in thought. I was wondering if I had gone too far but a sudden clattering of studs on the hallway floor outside seemed to make up his mind.
Kneeling down further, he nudged his nose under my ballsack and began to lick the sensitive skin just above my asshole.
"Fuck yes..." I gasped.
There is something magical about a warm wet tongue pushing against your perineum but when that tongue belongs to the college's star linebacker, still in his playing gear and my balls resting on his strong face, it was something else.
Pushing against his head, I tried to get his tongue further down. I desperately wanted him to rim me but I was too close to the edge. Tapping his head frantically, he got the message and quickly moved up to swallow my cock.
"Fuck, I'm cumming!" I cried, gripping the handrail to the side as seconds later, a powerful orgasm took hold of me.
I twitched and jerked as with each shot of cum, I felt him swallow.
He was so eager to have my spunk that he continued to lick and suck my cock even after I had slumped against the wall and stopped moving. Only when he was sure that he had got the last drops was he satisfied and pulled away.
"Wooo!" He cheered. "Go MWSC!"
With that, he ran out of the toilet leaving me sitting there with my pants around my ankles and a stupid grin on my face.
Later that night I was on my bed reliving the past couple of days. What had happened was beyond my wildest dreams. A man, who had the looks of a model and the body of a Greek god, had blown me several times and looked eager for more.
Though I hadn't stayed to watch the match, I knew that MWSC had won. So I had no idea that Rocky had been injured during the game.
Exterminate
Reaching over to pick up my phone, I opened up the text message expecting it to be one of my mates instead it was from Rocky. At the beginning of the year, the football team had all been given my number in case they needed help studying. So, of course, I had daily prank calls before after a month or so they all got bored.
Come to my room
Reading the text, I felt my body tingle with excitement.
Exterminate
Make sure no one sees you nerd
Finding a black hoodie, I pulled it on and hid my face under the hood. Checking myself in the mirror, I was in all black. I felt a nervous thrill run through me at the prospect of sneaking around campus to get a blowjob.
Though he was in his third year, Rocky split his time between the footballer's frat house and his own room in halls. Already knowing his campus address, another perk of being assigned to help the football team, I hurried to his dorm and, after getting lost twice in the winding corridors, I found his room without anyone seeing me.
Rather than knock on the door, I decided to try the lock and found it open. Rocky was lying on his bed wearing a white MWSC muscle shirt and sweatpants.
"For fucks sake nerd, lock the door!"Rocky huffed, "I don't need anyone seeing a geek like you in here!"
Ripping my eyes from his masculine body, I locked the door and edged towards his bed.
"Hey Rocky, what's up?"
"What's up?! What's up?!! Didn't you watch the game, nerd?!" He replied angrily.
"Um, yeah I watched the first quarter but I got called away by the dean," I lied.
Rocky stared at me trying to work out if I was telling the truth. After a minute of awkward silence, he relented.
"Well, I was fucking invincible. Bagged eleven tackles, two sacks and three forced fumbles. Then some fucking asshole fucked up my fucking leg."
Lifting his hip from the bed, he then gestured for me to have a look. It was an invitation to stare at his ass and I definitely wasn't going to pass it up even though his sweatpants covered his legs.
"Ah shit, I'm sorry Rocky," I said, taking the opportunity to shift my gaze over his muscular body.
"Yeah well, I remember you saying protein repairs muscles so I thought I'd get another shot from you. I've already eaten my own, but yours seems to be stronger."
He said all of this so matter of factly that I felt a bit bad I had tricked someone so gullible.
"What the fuck are you waiting for, nerd?!" He barked.
Instantly, any guilt I had faded away. I wasn't going to pass up a willing mouth, especially one that looked as good as he did. Besides, I reasoned, he was a dick, and dicks deserve dick.
"Yeah, protein is great for repairing and growing muscle so it'll definitely help." I said confidently, "But to take the strain off your leg why don't you lie across your bed and hang your head off the edge... yeah, yeah, that's it!"
Though he paused as if to argue, Rocky eventually lay on his back and shuffled to the edge of the bed before looking up at me. Quickly, I ripped my pants off. My half-hard cock bobbed around and I noticed the big linebacker's eyes followed it intently.
Straddling his head, my balls were inches away from his face. Taking hold of my cock. I aimed it at his mouth and pushed forward.
"Fuck..." I groaned as his warm mouth latched onto the tip of my prick.
I had experienced him before but I still couldn't get over how good it felt to have a dominant man blow me. I had chosen this position for a reason and though I couldn't see his beautiful blue eyes staring at me as I fed him my dick, I had something better in store.
Gently, I bent my knees, forcing him to take more of my shaft until I heard him splutter. Stopping, I let him get used to my length filling his mouth. Finally, I felt him relax and his throat opened. Quickly I took advantage and with a forceful thrust, I popped inside.
"Ahhhhhh..." I shivered as I felt the tight grip of his throat squeezing my tip. Immediately, Rocky began to gag and struggle yet, with the way I was standing over him, he couldn't move me. Luxuriating in the sensation, I kept myself balls deep in his mouth for a couple of seconds before pulling out.
"What the fuck nerd!" He spluttered, though his angry voice was muffled by my balls bumping against his lips.
"Um, this is the best way to drink protein, Rocky... I mean, when I cum in your mouth some of it can get lost, whereas when I'm down your throat, you'll have it all!" I replied while trying to get back inside him.
"You're sur..."
I cut off what he was going to say by ramming my cock into his open mouth.
"Trust me Rocky..." I began to say before grunting as I forcefully pushed past his throat.
Again he gagged around my tip, but he relaxed quicker this time allowing me to take in the sight below me. His shirt had ridden up showing off his hard abs and it took a lot of restraint to not touch his muscled body. Weirdly, even though I was balls deep in his mouth, I thought touching his body might have been too much for him.
Pulling out, I heard him breathing heavily. Deciding that was enough deep throating for one session, I hopped onto his bed and lay down, spreading my legs as an invitation for him.
After a moment of coughing, Rocky rolled onto his front and moved in between my legs. He looked up at me and seeing those clear blue eyes shining at me sent a shiver down my body.
"You want my cum, don't you?" I asked and he nodded, "no! Tell me what you want!"
"I want your cum, no protein," he quickly corrected himself, making me grin.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Suck me off and get that protein!"
Opening his mouth, I thought for a second that he was going to refuse or worse hurt me, instead he leant forward and took my tip inside.
"Fuck yes... so fucking good!" I groaned, the sight of a jock happily swallowing my cock was always going to be hot.
Taking more of my shaft, his tongue pressed against my underside as he hollowed his cheeks and sucked harder.
"My balls," I gasped when I felt the familiar tingle of an orgasm approaching.
Not wanting to pass up an opportunity to have a hunk service me, I wanted him to explore more of my body before I finally climaxed. Closing my eyes, I settled back into the bed and waited.
The sudden coolness when my cock left Rocky's mouth made me shiver but I didn't have to wait long before the warm, wet tongue was bathing my ballsack. Alternating between my swollen nuts, he licked and sucked at them, moaning gently as he did.
Pulling my feet higher up the bed, I raised my hips. Running my hand through his thick blonde hair, I added some pressure. Dropping my balls from his mouth Rocky moved further down.
Nudging his nose under my balls, my body quivered as his wet, heavy tongue began licking my sensitive skin. The long, slow strokes made me groan and with my hand on the back of his head, I pulled him harder against me.
I let him lap at my perineum for a while but my inevitable appetite for more took over and ever so slowly, I lifted my legs into the air presenting my asshole to him.
With my hand still entwined in his soft blonde hair, I put more pressure on him and held my breath waiting to see what would happen.
If he wanted, Rocky could have easily shoved me away but like a good slut, he let me take charge and without complaint, he kept going down until his tongue was pressing against my tight ring.
"Fuck!" I cried when my dreams were finally realised.
His tongue circled my asshole before almost cautiously, pressing against it. It felt so good, and I moaned loudly spurring Rocky to keep rimming me.
Forcing my eyes open, I had to blink away the stars before I could look down to see his sparkling blue eyes staring up at me between my swollen ballsack. It was such a dirty fucking sight that, even though I was desperate to last, I knew I was going to cum
"Cumming..." I gasped wanting to give him the chance to swallow my protein.
In an instant, Rocky was up and engulfed my cock. Gripping his head tightly, I thrust up into his warmth and came.
Thick ropes of cum exploded into his mouth and greedily, he swallowed each one, sucking hard between each jerk of my hips eager to get more. My fingers were still entwined in his hair, gripping his head as I continued to twitch against him.
Finally, I felt my climax leave and my body relaxed. Even though I had fallen back, Rocky continued to lick my shaft until he was satisfied he had everything.
Letting my dick drop, he licked his lips clean and went to get into a sitting position. He must have rolled onto his bruised leg as I saw him wince in pain.
"You okay Rocky?" I croaked, my mouth still dry from the intense orgasm.
"Of course I'm fucking not." He shot back, "some three hundred pound lump of shit ran into my hip."
"Oh..." I said absently, already my mind was reeling with how I could use this to my advantage.
"Um, where on your hip?" I said after a couple of minutes of silence.
Rocky pointed to the right side of his ass, "it went dead after that dick hit me and I've only just started to get feeling back."
"Well, the protein will definitely help you, though there is something else we can do..." I trailed off and frowned as if deep in thought.
"Well come on nerd, tell me what it is! I need to be back for Wednesday's game. The team needs me. I was only off for three plays and they scored twice." He said passionately, with a look suggesting that I should already know how big a blow his absence would be to the team.
Obviously, I didn't care about the football team, my motives were purely for my own personal pleasure. The problem I had was whether I wanted to risk the chance of regular blowjobs for something extra.
While I was in the midst of thought, Rocky decided to roll onto his front making his muscular ass shake gently from the motion. In that instant, I made up my mind.
"It'll help if I can see it," I said carefully.
"See it?!"
"Yeah, you know when you have to see the doctor or physio, they always look at the area that hurts," I explained.
Frowning in concentration, it took a while for him to make up his mind. The tension was getting to be unbearable and then he grabbed the waistband of his sweatpants and tugged them down past his round cheeks.
My breath caught in my throat as I stared. His ass was magnificent. Thousands of squats and lunges, as well as his naturally big frame, had sculpted two peachy yet muscular cheeks.
Before he could change his mind, I quickly moved next to him and pretended to inspect the bruise. Licking my lips, I knew I had to take his ass.
"I just need to pull these off so I can get a good view..." I said while I pulled the sweatpants all the way off him, "and if you could lift up your knees and lift your hips... oh yes that's perfect, um... I mean, now I can inspect it properly."
Now in the perfect doggy style position, I nervously reached out and touched the skin around the purple bruise. It was nasty looking, then again everything looked bad to me, the worst injury I had ever suffered was a papercut.
Wanting to see more I moved behind him. Despite there being no need for me to be behind him, Rocky didn't question me at all and eventually, I saw the target of all my desires. His tight pink asshole.
Feeling confident, I dragged my hand across his right cheek and gently spread it further stretching the tight ring. I was surprised by how soft his skin was, and then it hit me, he was completely smooth. This was a jock who wanted to be on his knees, showing off his asshole. He was an absolute slut.
"Well... um..." I started before having to swallow hard, "so, you know that protein helps heal muscles, but the closer it is to the source of pain, the quicker it works."
I stopped again, wanting Rocky to try and work out the next logical step. I hadn't stopped staring at his round ass yet the muscular jock didn't seem bothered by my lustful gaze.
Resting on his forearms, he looked back thoughtfully at me, "so I need protein on my bruise?"
"Yes! I mean, yeah, but not on the outside. You need it working from the inside, that way it can tackle the pain from within." I explained.
Rocky's face scrunched into a confused expression, for a footballing god, he looked very cute.
"You need protein inserted in your ass..." I said in my most authoritative voice.
"Really?! But I fucking hate needles!" He complained loudly, totally missing the point I was trying to make, and then he sealed his own fate, "you're a nerd, can't you think of another way?"
I was so busy dreaming of fucking his pink hole that I hadn't heard what he had said.
"Nerd!! You got to think of another way, I ain't getting jabbed by some tiny needle!"
My eyes widened and then I wondered whether he knew what he was saying or not, it didn't matter to me, that ass was going to get fucked.
"I can do it, just let me loosen you up," I said as I spotted some shower gel in his gym bag, grabbing it, I squirted it on his exposed asshole.
"What the fu... ahhh!" He had been just about to swear and turn around when I pressed my finger against his tight ring and with a little pop, I invaded his virgin hole.
He let out a strangled moan but when he didn't move away or tell me to stop, I continued to push.
"Jesus, what the hell is that?" Rocky said, making me stop.
"I'm getting you ready for some protein, isn't that what you wanted?"
"Protein? You... Is that your..." he then laughed, "ha! I should have known your little dick wouldn't hurt, nerd!"
"Oh, that's not my dick, Rocky!" I replied.
Pushing hard, my finger slid all the way into his ass causing the large footballer to grunt. I was going to use another finger to loosen his tight hole up, give him a real fingering to get him ready for my cock, but after his insult, I decided against it.
Though it was a struggle, I managed to slather shower gel on my cock while continuing to finger fuck him. When he moaned again, I knew the time was right and before Rocky realised what was happening, I pulled my finger out, gripped my throbbing dick, pressed the head against his slightly gaping hole and drove forward.
"Motherfucker!!" Rocky cried out.
Thanks to the amount of gel I had used, more than half of my length was quickly wrapped inside his tightness. I could have stopped and let him get used to the thickness but his ass was calling to me.
Grabbing the shower gel again, I unloaded more onto his stretched ring. Throwing the bottle away, my slippery hands took hold of his hips and I pulled him back. Though his ass was clenched, making him impossibly tight, there was no stopping my invasion and soon I was resting against his muscular cheeks.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" groaned Rocky, his head dropping between his massive balled fists.
"Oh, God..." I gasped in return.
My hips were pressed up against his soft cheeks and his tight hole was milking my cock. Despite cumming only minutes before, my balls were tingling.
"You feel fucking massive," breathed Rocky.
I could tell I had him then. The words were almost spoken in awe and the way his ass lifted a little higher when I stroked his firm cheeks told me that he wanted to be fucked.
"So I'm going to have to push in and out a little more, just so I can spread the protein all around. Is that okay?" I lied smoothly.
"Fuck yes! I mean, yeah I need the protein." he garbled, trying to make his voice sound normal until giving up all pretence when I twitched my cock.
"Fuck... oh shit... you're fucking massive!" he moaned.
Using my hand to collect some of the spilt gel, I smeared it around his violated ring and the base of my cock. Slowly, I started to pull out of his clutching tunnel, making sure that each inch of my shaft that came free was re-coated with lube until just the head was left inside.
"Ready?"
"Yes, yes... Fuckkkkkk!"
While he spoke I steadily drove forward until I was balls deep causing him to swear loudly before letting out a guttural groan.
"Fuck that's tight!" I muttered then twitching my prick, Rocky moaned loudly.
Moving back to his firm waist, I began to gently fuck him, allowing him to get used to my thickness.
It didn't take long for the moans to get louder and longer so I picked up the pace.
"So fucking good!" I growled.
His cheeks shook each time we came together, but it was the way his ring gripped my shaft as I pulled out that had me crying out.
Feeling light-headed with the power I had over this jock, I spoke before I realised what I was saying.
"Tell me who you are!"
He had paused at my question but when my cock slammed home, he blurted out, "I'm... Rocky Edwards."
"And where do you play."
"I'm the best linebacker MWSC has ever seen!"
"Tell me again!" I demanded while keeping up my pace
"I'm Rocky Edwards and I'm the best linebacker MWSC has ever seen!"
"I'm Rocky Edwards and I'm the best linebacker MWSC has ever seen!" He repeated, getting louder with each word.
Over and over again he said the same thing until the only word he could manage between his moans was MWSC. It had turned into a chant and he was now pushing back against me.
It took all my strength to hold my position, tightly gripping his soft skin, I flexed my cock and finally, he tensed. I could see all the muscles in his back tighten and his fingers pulled at the sheets.
"Fuck!" He howled, his hand dropped to his cock and seconds later, he erupted.
The tightening of his ass muscles on my shaft as he came was too much.
Slamming into his ass as hard as I could, my balls pulsed. My whole body felt on fire and burying my cock inside him, I came too.
"Yes, yes, yes..." I gasped getting louder with each word until I fell on top of him, unleashing load after load of cum deep inside his tight tunnel.
"Oh shit! I can feel it... fucking hell... it feels good," Rocky moaned, though the last three words were said quietly, with a sort of wonder.
My hands ran up his smooth muscular body, gripping and caressing the firm skin while I gradually came down from my orgasm.
I didn't want to leave his warm ass but my cock was slowly softening, exhausted from the two eruptions so close to one another.
When it popped free of the tight ring, I saw a thick trickle of my cum escape. It ran down his perineum to coat his ballsack.
Having a dirty idea, I grabbed his hand and used it to collect the cum streaming from his ass.
"This cum is still good to drink, so, you'll get double the amount of protein," I said,
It made zero sense but he was in a post fuck haze and wasn't the sharpest tool in the first place so with his blue eyes shining with wonder, he quickly drunk my cum down, licking his hand clean for good measure.
Satisfied he was done, he moved to lie on his back and I saw he had a smile on his face.
"Thanks, nerd, I feel better already... you can go now," he said turning on the TV and changing the channel to watch some football.
Putting on my clothes, I left his room and went back to mine. I felt a bit guilty about tricking him so finding the bruise cream that I used after all the beatings I got from bullies at school, I hurried back to Rocky's room and let myself in.
He hadn't moved since I left him. Still lying on his bed, watching TV and still wearing nothing except his shirt. Before he could say anything, I spoke first.
"Listen, Rocky, you had my protein working on the inside but you need this working on the outside."
He looked confused yet he didn't stop me rubbing the cream on his bruise. I'll admit I took a bit longer than usual but I didn't know if I was ever going to get to touch him again.
Leaving him for the second time that night I left a lot happier. I may have been taking advantage of him but it didn't mean I couldn't look after him especially when he was doing so well at looking after my cock!