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Sleeping heavily, I woke up early on Thursday morning ready for another fuck session. Wondering who I should choose, I had to stop when I thought about how ridiculous my life had become. Four popular, muscular football players had all sucked my dick and lost their virginity to me. It was fucking insane, and I loved it.
My dick throbbed at the thought of having their asses again before their test tomorrow. Now, I just had to choose which one first. Realizing that I hadn't had Callum in a while, I sent him a message.
`You know the test is tomorrow, right?'
Dropping my phone, I refocused my mind on coursework and got ready for a meeting with some students from my course. We had to write an essay and do a presentation on banks' financial practices. It wasn't as fun as fucking a musclebound hunk, but college wasn't meant to be all fun and games. I actually had a degree to get.
Leaving my room, I was locking the door when my phone rang. Seeing that it was Callum calling, I picked it up.
"Hey, man, sorry I didn't talk to you yesterday. Kinda got carried away with the match against the freshers. We had to sit through Rocky's long meeting on how we were gonna win, then we beat the punks, then we had a party after... so, you know how it is!"
"Look, Callum, it doesn't bother me," I bluffed, "I mean, it's not my education on the line."
"Um, yeah, point taken. Look, can you fit me in today? You know, for a test or two, just so I'm ready for tomorrow?"
"I suppose I can, but you will need another shot of cum," I replied and before he could retort, I continued, "what are you up to tonight?"
"Ah, I'm out tonight."
"Dude, are you actually going to take this seriously? If you fail, you're out of college! Not only that, you got to pay back all your fees! That's a fuck ton of money!"
"I know, I know. Look, I'm free now?"
"No can do. I've got a presentation to work on," I said, disappointed.
Each missed session was noted, and I lost part of a credit. I tried to work out if I could squeeze him in before he had to go out and then a line that my parents used far too often on me came to mind.
"What are you doing tonight that is so important that you can't make time for your future?"
"I'm working," he snorted, clearly unhappy about what his evening entailed.
"Great, well, I can meet you before you start that. All you need is a shot of spunk and then I'll give you a paper to do at work. That'll have to do though," I paused as I gaggle of students walked past me, "make sure you bring your butt plug."
"Um... It's like an all-day thing... I start at midday and don't finish until midnight. You know where Lakeridge is?"
"Yeah, where Jonas lives, right?"
"That's it. I'm working in a house there," he sighed, clearly deliberating on what he should do.
"Will you earn enough to pay off your student debt?" I asked pointedly.
"No..." he huffed, "look, I'll be having a break at six-thirty, so just text me when you're here."
This would be my second trip to the richest neighborhood in town in two days.
I wondered what Callum's job was. I couldn't see him working as a cleaner and the only thing that sprung to mind was that he was an escort. My mind raced at the thought and I had to sit down in the library to hide my growing erection.
"Fine, see you at sixish." I finished and hung up.
Changing my thoughts to work, I managed to get my bulge to soften. Standing, I made my way to the room that our group had booked for the next couple of hours.
Luckily for my lustful mind, it wasn't the one where I had tricked and then fucked Rocky and his teammates. However, it still brought back memories and when I entered, I sat straight down and tucked my chair under the desk.
Having to sit through inane discussions with five other nerds about the ins and outs of bank regulations, I was the first to leave when we finally decided that we had enough.
With the time edging towards three, I took the chance to pick up a late lunch before heading home and writing up some notes.
Slowly the clock ticked towards six and knowing it was a good half-hour walk to Lakeridge, I shut down my computer and began walking.
I was outside Jonas's house when I sent Callum a message. I already had a good idea which house he would be in. Two doors down from Jonas's parent's house, there were over two dozen cars in the driveway and along the road.
Heading towards it, I could hear the sound of women laughing and a party taking place in the rear gardens. Edging up the driveway, I hid by the massive pillars that stood at the entrance of the house and waited.
Five minutes went past, and I was trying my best to appear cool. The anticipation of getting caught was making me sweat, but I was desperate for some action and so I stayed. Finally, I saw Callum's handsome face peek out of the front door.
Quickly, I made my way towards him and he let me in.
"Wow, what a house!" I whistled once I got inside.
There was a giant staircase that dominated the hallway with doors on either side of it, which I assumed led to the kitchens guessing by the smell coming from them.
Immediately, left and right of me were towering doors. These were shut, and before I could satisfy my curiosity and take a closer look, Callum was pulling me up the stairs.
"Hurry up man, before we get caught!"
Stumbling after him, I saw he was wearing an overlarge coat. He didn't seem to be wearing anything under it, judging from the glimpse of smooth black skin I caught with each step he took. On the landing, there were numerous doors and without hesitation, Callum led me through one.
"Alright, I've got twenty minutes before my break is over and I'm needed," he said.
At that moment, he could have told me he was an alien and I wouldn't have noticed because I had just seen why he was wearing a long coat. Underneath it, all he had on was a bow tie and a short apron.
Callum was a topless waiter. A cock stirring, ball achingly hot one at that.
"You hear me? I haven't got long!" Callum repeated.
"Um... yeah! Sorry, I was miles away," I answered when I had picked my jaw off the floor.
The initial plan was to get him to do a test before fucking him, but seeing his muscled body, I knew that had to change.
"Right, I got the test you did the other day here. You got twelve of the questions wrong. So before I correct them for you, I think you need an injection of cleverness."
"Really? Can't you just tell me where I went wrong and I can go?" Callum shot back, clearly unsure about my wandering eyes.
Feeling his questioning gaze, I looked away and, for the first time, I noticed that we were inside a bathroom. It was huge, with a jacuzzi as the centerpiece.
Seeing there was water in it, I dropped my hand in and was surprised that it was warm. Obviously, one of the rich old ladies was hoping to get lucky tonight, I thought. Unfortunately for her, I was going to get there first.
Deciding that being honest was the best and quickest way to get what I wanted, I pulled out my ace card.
"Look, Callum, I have the test paper that you're going to sit tomorrow. If you want it, then your ass is going to get fucked."
He looked at me in stunned silence. There was a moment when I thought he was going to punch me, but luckily for me, he held himself together.
"How do I know you're telling the truth?"
Pulling out my phone, I found the screenshots I had taken of the paper and handed it over.
"It was easy to hack into the site. I was hoping that you would be clever enough to pass it without cheating, but clearly, you're not."
The footballer looked up at the phone, his mind trying to work out if I had insulted him. Rather than let him work it out, I spoke again.
"Then again, you don't need brains when you have a body like that!"
Pleased with the compliment, he gave me back the phone.
Seconds turned to a minute as I waited for him to make up his mind. Then, with a sigh, he shrugged off his coat, revealing his perfectly sculpted body.
"Damn," I breathed as Callum turned to hang up his coat, giving me a view of his pert butt.
Seeing that he was going to submit to me, I knew what I had to do. Tearing off my clothes, I stepped into the jacuzzi.
Sitting on the elevated seat in the corner, my erection poked just above the water.
"Come in. The waters warm!" I smiled.
Callum paused again and bit his bottom lip, which only made him look cuter.
Spotting my phone on the floor, his eyes widened as he realized something. Diving for his coat, he fired off a text message before untying his apron.
Turning back to me, I smirked when I saw his cock was semi-hard. It swayed gently as he eased himself into the pool.
"Now, if I'm going to get back inside that fine ass, I need to be lubed up!"
Knowing what I wanted, Callum kneeled on the platform between my legs. My cock was bobbing in the water. Tensing to make it flex, his eyes followed the movement, and he licked his lips.
Leaning forward, he opened his mouth and swallowed the tip of my shaft. Forming a tight seal with his plump lips, he began to suck.
"Fuck! That's good!" I groaned, leading him to suck even harder.
Letting him get comfortable with my cock once again invading his mouth, I enjoyed the feeling of getting sucked off in a hot tub. A surreal sight that I would never have thought possible.
"Now take in some more," I ordered before putting my hand on his French braid and forcing him down.
With my balls submerged in the warm water and my cock deep inside his warm mouth, I sighed heavily.
Looking up at the marbled ceiling, I went to rest my arms on the tiles when I spotted the controls to the jacuzzi. Reaching over, I turned it on. Instantly, the jets blew air underneath and bubbles formed.
"Holy shit!" Callum exclaimed, his head shooting off my cock.
Looking down, I briefly wondered what was going on until I saw the reason.
There were jets along the lower footstep, which so happened to be located where Callum's cock was.
The air was pumping water straight at his sensitive head and the resulting waves massaged his balls. His hands gripped my knees harder as he tried to control the sensations rippling through his body.
Grinning, I put my hand back on his head and pushed him back down. With his mouth already open, he took in my cock, sucking it hard to try to distract him from the feelings of the powerful jet.
"That's it, take that cock."
His bowtie was soaking wet as he bobbed up and down my shaft. Taking a firmer hold of his braid, I lifted his head higher, giving me a better angle to get into his throat.
"Now relax..." I said as I pushed forward.
Quickly, the tip of my cock reached the entrance to his throat. Holding it there, I fumbled to the side and turned the jets to the maximum setting.
Callum gasped around my shaft as the water forcibly battered his shaft. Taking the opportunity, I thrust forward and pushed past the tight opening.
"Fuck," I groaned, gripping his head harder and forcing the rest of myself inside.
Beneath me, Callum was struggling. Gagging and choking around my cock as I held him down. Finally, I let him up, and he fell back into the water, coughing.
Standing up, I stepped into the middle of the jacuzzi. Though it was the deepest part, my cock was still out of the water.
"Kneel here," I commanded, directing Callum to where I wanted him, which just so happened to be in a position where his asshole was in the direct line of another jet.
Moving to where I wanted the running back moaned as the warm water shot out and hit his ring.
Slipping my hand along his back, I reveled in the soft skin. While his ring was getting violated deep in the water, the twin cheeks of his ass were so pert that they stuck out of the top.
"Damn, these things are amazing. Like mountains coming out of the water!" I muttered to myself while squeezing the muscular flesh.
Moving my hand between his crack, I felt the water shooting against him. Blocking the jet, I heard him moan in disappointment.
Smirking, I moved my hand, leaving just a finger there. Pressing against his hole, I added pressure, but he wasn't allowing me in, he was just too tight.
"Suck my cock." I demanded, and Callum hurried to obey.
With the running back focused on servicing my prick, it allowed his body to relax. Exploiting the opportunity, I teased his asshole open, until it eventually allowed me past, causing him to stop sucking and moan around my shaft.
"Come on buddy, give up that ass to me," I whispered as I tried to get in further, yet he was just too tight.
Mentally kicking myself that I had left the lube in my clothes, my eye was drawn to what looked like a loose tile to the side of the tub.
Pulling my finger from his ass, Callum gasped at the loss of feeling but didn't stop sucking. Reaching over, I pressed the tile, and it popped open, revealing an assortment of vibrators, lubes, and dildos.
"Damn, these women must be into some kinky stuff!" I chuckled as I grabbed the lube.
Waving it in his face, Callum's dark brown eyes lit up.
"I know you know what this means, but let me get inside that throat one last time!"
In response, the footballer took more of my shaft, gagging as my head pressed against his throat.
Gripping his head, I thrust into his mouth hard, forcing the final couple of inches in.
"Yes, good God, yes!" I grunted as I looked down to see his plump dark lips squashed against my groin.
My balls tingled and it wouldn't have taken much for a cascade of cum to flood the sluts mouth. Fighting it, I let go of his head. I knew what I wanted.
"Holy fuck, that mouth is dangerous... but I want your ass."
Throwing him off me, I turned him around and bent him over. Getting behind him, I had to rearrange his body so that his pert bubble butt came out of the water.
"Damn! Now that's a perfect view!" I grinned as I emptied half the bottle of lube on his asshole.
Using my fingers to spread it around the slightly open ring, I forcefully pushed two fingers inside, making the athletic black man groan.
"Ready for my cock?"
He turned his head, fixed his eyes on me, and nodded slightly.
"What was that? I didn't hear you!" I teased.
"I'm ready for your cock..." he said softly.
"My cock where?"
"In my ass," he replied, looking away.
"I think you mean your pussy! Now tell me what you want." I demanded, placing my cock at his entrance.
Callum said nothing. Gently I pushed forward, making his ring expand under the pressure. Just as I was about to sink inside, I pulled back, causing the jock to whimper and push his ass back, desperate to feel my prick stretch him out.
I did this twice more and each time the moans got louder until finally, he cracked.
"Please... please fuck my pussy... I want to feel your thick cock deep inside me, fucking me hard," he gasped, the dirty words making his prick grow and his asshole flutter around my tip.
"That's my slutty jock!" I smiled, "now push back."
I watched as he forced his ass back and slowly accepted my cock. The amount of lube made penetrating his ring easier, but he was still incredibly tight.
"Oh fuck... it's so thick!" he huffed between breaths, "fuck! Slower!"
Moving my hands to his hips, I drove forward, nearly getting all of my shaft inside him. I was an inch away from having his perfectly pert butt cheeks nested against me, but hearing him cry out, I stopped.
At that moment, I saw the door handle turn.
With both Callum and me facing the door, there was nowhere for us to hide. Besides, with my cock deep in his ass, it would have been impossible anyway.
The door clicked open and someone came in quickly. With their face away from me as they made sure the door was shut and locked, I couldn't see who it was, but that ass was unmistakable.
"Demarcus! I preferred you in the maid's outfit." I laughed.
The Latino turned around and raised a middle finger before his mouth dropped as he took in the scene in front of him.
"Ahhhhh..." cried Callum as I used the interruption to ram home the final inch of my prick.
Taking deep breaths to get used to the large intrusion, he hissed at me, "you asshole!"
Still, by the door, Demarcus stared at us. He had an obvious erection but he was too distracted to notice.
"Take off that apron and come join us," I ordered before flexing my prick, making Callum moan loudly.
"Callum told me that you have the answers. I want them too," the caramel skinned man blurted out.
"Course, same deal as this black beauty. You spread your ass cheeks and I'll fuck you for them." I replied with a big grin on my face.
Demarcus flicked his eyes to Callum, who just nodded in return before going back to relaxing his body for my inevitable pounding.
"Seeing as you're here already, why don't you give your teammate something to do while I fuck his perfect ass," I suggested slyly.
Without pausing to think about it, Demarcus threw off his apron and sat down between Callum's arms.
Grabbing his friend's hair braid, he forced him down and groaned as his prick was swallowed between those thick lips.
"Way to take charge, Demarcus!" I chuckled.
Seeing how eager he was to get sucked off turned me on even more.
Pulling free of the intense grip of Callum's sheath, I then slammed back in, growling as I did. His pert cheeks barely wobbled when my hips came slapping against them.
"Damn, this ass is amazing!" I grunted.
Not stopping to enjoy the feeling of his soft bubble butt resting against me, I began to pick up the pace.
Soon, the noise of me fucking Callum competed with the sound of Demarcus trying to get inside his friend's throat. Over and over we double-teamed the muscular black man, making him protest one second and then moan at the rough use of his body.
Deciding it would be hot to cum at the same time, I grabbed a small vibrator.
Leaning forward, burying my cock deep inside Callum, I turned it on and pressed it under Demarcus's balls to that sensitive spot that all men have. Immediately, he groaned and gripped his teammate's hair and forced him to take more.
"You going to cum Demarcus? How does it feel to have a teammate suck you off? Someone you've played with, celebrated with, hugged and even kissed when you've won! Now you're going to flood his mouth with spunk!"
Demarcus looked at me with an intensity I hadn't seen from him before. As he stared, his hips rose to really slam into Callum's gagging mouth.
"That's it, fuck his mouth! Use him as a cum dump! Make him swallow it all!"
"Shit... I'm cumming!" Demarcus groaned.
Quickly, I pulled Callum back and watched as the Latino shot his cum all over the gasping face of his teammate.
The thick white spunk flew and splattered over Callum's face, contrasting perfectly with his flawless black skin.
Dragging my dick from his ass, I hurried to stand over the dazed running back and, with seconds to spare, I erupted, firing heavy wads of spunk to join Demarcus's cum already trickling down the handsome face.
"Fuck..." I wheezed as the last streak of jizz trickled from my slit onto Callum's creamy lips.
Stumbling back, I sat down heavily in the jacuzzi. When my eyes refocused, I had to laugh when I saw spunk floating on top of the water, which made Callum look at me, cum dripping from his chin.
There was a mix of shock and disbelief in his features, which made me chuckle again, but when he tentatively licked his lips, my prick twitched.
I had another round left in my balls and I knew just who was going to get it.
"Demarcus! Lick his face clean. You both need that cum in your bodies, not on your face."
"What? We both know that's bullshit!" Demarcus shot back.
"Yeah? Well, who has the test paper?" I asked rhetorically, "exactly! Now get cleaning. I want Callum spotless for the rest of his shift!"
Shooting me daggers, Demarcus hesitated before standing up next to his fellow running back. Callum had to bend to allow the shorter Latino to get to his face. With cum all over it, he had closed his eyes to stop himself from getting blinded.
Sticking out his tongue, the big assed fresher slowly licked clean the cream covered face of his teammate, making the black man shudder and moan. Over and over he did this until the only bit left was on those plump lips.
"Good job, but you've missed a bit," I said when Demarcus pulled back. "Now kiss him properly and make sure that you share the cum. No one likes a greedy footballer!"
With his fists clenched by his side, Demarcus leaned in again and pressed his light pink lips against the full dark brown ones of Callum.
While they kissed, I stood and took the Latino's hand. Opening it, I moved it towards the black man's cock and forced it to grip the hard shaft. After a guiding tug, the younger man took over and soon Callum was groaning inside his teammate's mouth.
"Look at you two sluts kissing each other," I said while moving my fingers behind Callum and slipping them inside his gaping asshole.
The running back groaned. Hooking my finger, I pressed against his sweet spot, making him grip his teammate's head, and kiss him harder. The quiet moans grew louder and the kiss became more passionate. Then, with a guttural grunt, his cock jerked violently and erupted.
Cum splattered over Demarcus's body and into the jacuzzi before Callum wobbled and fell back, only just managing to sit down before his legs gave way beneath him.
"That's one way to get some team bonding," I joked, making both men groan weakly.
Rising so that my feet were the only part of me in the jacuzzi, I beckoned Demarcus over to me.
"You need to get me hard if you want to get that answer paper," I told him.
He tried to look disgusted, but his eyes shone and he subconsciously licked his lips. Feigning reluctance, he leaned down and took my soft cock in his mouth.
"Fuck that's good!" I grunted, "how does it taste?"
There was a slight flicker of disgust as Demarcus realized that he was tasting his teammate's ass, but he didn't stop. Swirling his tongue around my shaft, his hands came up to cup my balls, slowly caressing them as my tired prick started to show signs of life.
Running my fingers through his soft brown hair, I guided him lower so that he took my balls in his mouth. The warm tongue flicking each one made me groan and my cock hardened more.
"Get over here. You've got time to make me hard before you leave," I ordered Callum when I saw him standing up.
The running back sighed, but after a quick check of his phone, he obeyed. Placing my hand on his shoulder, I forced him down to suck my cock while his teammate continued bathing my balls.
Confident that they knew what they were doing, I rested on my back and let them take over. Pretty soon, my cock was fully erect and ready for more, but I wanted to see how much further I could go with the two running backs.
Lifting my legs, I spread them, exposing my asshole to Demarcus.
"Lick," I said simply.
The golden eyes of the Latino briefly looked up at me before lowering. Moments later, I felt a warm tongue press against my perineum. Licking the sensitive spot, he then slowly moved down to circle my asshole.
"Fuck yes!" I groaned as he pushed against my hole.
With Callum noisily slurping on my cock and Demarcus tonguing my ass, I closed my eyes blissfully. I was in heaven.
"Swap," I gasped when I felt the Latino move back to my balls.
Sighing with disappointment as my body suddenly felt cool, I groaned happily seconds later as the two tongues returned.
Even though I couldn't see who was eating out my ass, I could tell who was who. While Demarcus had the thicker tongue that was able to cover more surface, Callum's was longer.
It didn't take long for me to realize that the black man was far better at rimming. With my body feeling more relaxed, when he pressed against my hole, he managed to force his tongue inside.
"Oh shit!" I cried and my hand shot down to keep his head against my ass.
The hot, thick, slippery tongue wiggled and thrust around my sensitive hole while Demarcus continued to suck my cock. These two were fucking sluts, and I loved it. They had definitely found their true calling, I thought as I luxuriated in the feelings that they gave me.
Suddenly, a clock sounded in the house, and Callum shot up.
"Shit!" he cursed, before leaving my needy ass and grabbing a towel.
Cleaning himself up, he pulled on his apron, then checked his cock to make sure that it wasn't hard.
"I look okay?" he asked, turning back to us.
"You look very fuckable!" I grinned.
"I mean," he said with a heavy sigh, "have I got anything on my face?!"
Damn, hearing a jock ask me if they had any cum or ass juice on their face made my body shudder in filthy delight.
"Um, yeah! Something in the corner of your mouth..." I said as he slowly but surely licked his lips clean, "that's it!"
"Enjoy the rest of your shift!" I called after him as the door clicked shut.
"Now, my phat assed Latino, what am I going to do with you?"
Demarcus looked up at me, my cock splitting apart his lips, and with eagerness in his golden eyes.
Resting one hand on his head, I pushed him back down to my prick while I searched for some more lube. Finding it, I also grabbed a bullet dildo.
"Get up here," I demanded.
Directing Demarcus to kneel to my left, he went back to sucking my cock while my free hand happily groped his large ass.
Smearing lube on the dildo, I placed it at his tight opening and pushed.
"Mmmm... oh god!" he groaned as the narrow tip slid in, easily followed by three more inches of slick plastic.
He had stopped sucking as his tunnel accepted the invader. Needing to be back inside. I thrust my hips up, making my cock slap against his lips. He was mid-moan when my fat head sprung against his face for the second time.
Opening his mouth, he went back to slobbering on my cock. Soon we got into a rhythm. I matched his bobbing head with penetrating his tight ass.
Dribbling more lube on his ass, I soon had the dildo smoothly entering and twisting inside him, making him moan loudly and longingly. He was ready to be fucked, and I was only too happy to help.
"Get up and sit on my cock... no facing the door," I ordered.
With the dildo hanging from his ass, Demarcus stretched a leg over me so that he was facing away from me and squatting over my groin. The position meant that the dildo slipped out and clattered to the floor.
Seizing the opportunity, I gripped my cock and pressed it against his gaping hole before pushing up.
"Fuck..." we both groaned in unison as the tip of my prick slipped inside.
"Now sit down."
I watched his back muscles tense before he suddenly slammed down, sinking my cock deep inside him.
His large cheeks wobbled from the impact and I couldn't resist taking them in my hands and gripping each one. They were so soft, yet there was muscle underneath, making them feel heavy at the same time.
"This ass is amazing," I marveled while the jock got used to my fat shaft stretching him out.
Lifting himself up, his clenching ring gripped my shaft. Though it felt amazing, the sight of my prick splitting apart his fleshy cheeks was ball clenching hot. I resisted the urge to slam up into him and waited to see what he would do.
Holding himself so that just the tip of my length was inside his warm tunnel, he sighed before sliding back down.
"Oh god... it feels so big!" whispered Demarcus as his balls came to a rest against mine.
When he rose up again, my inner voice was screaming, wanting him to go faster and end the exquisite torture his slow movements were unknowingly committing to me. This wasn't meant to be love making, this was meant to be a purely debased fuck session.
Just as I was about to grip his hips and force him down, he placed his hands on the floor in front of him, making his already fat ass look even bigger, and began to pick up speed.
"Look at how phat that ass is! Jesus, it's fucking perfect!" I gasped while watching the muscular flesh wobble each time he drove down.
My moans joined in with his, adding to the noise of us slapping together. Using his core muscles to lift his hips up caused his ass to tighten its grip on my cock. Then, when he dropped down, he relaxed, letting my shaft slide deep inside and the vast flesh to wobble uncontrollably. It was fucking magical and even though I had cum recently, I knew I couldn't hold back much longer.
"Ow, fuck!" he cried when I lifted my hand and slapped his bronzed cheeks, making them shudder from the impact.
Massaging the reddened skin, I waited for him to moan longingly before spanking him again and again. The sound of the slaps and Demarcus's gasps echoed around the large bathroom, turning me on even more.
Gripping his hips, I made him lean back towards me so that I could shuffle my feet higher.
Letting him drop so that my cock was buried inside him, I twitched it making him gasp. I saw his hand move to his own shaft and start to stroke it, so I jerked my cock again, but still, I didn't move.
"Please..." he whimpered after I flexed a couple more times.
"Please what?" I demanded wickedly.
"Please... I need to... need to cum..." he stuttered, his hand tugging himself off faster.
"What can I do about that?" I asked with a grin on my face.
"I want... I need your cock. It feels so thick and when it hits my spot deep inside... it just feels good... please!"
"Tell me to fuck you like the phat assed slut you are."
There was a slight pause and I could see his body shuddering before he finally caved in.
"Fuck me... Take my tight, fat ass... I need you to fuck me hard... Fuck my jock pussy... I need it... I need to cum... and... and I want to feel your cum deep inside my slutty pussy." He begged, getting louder with each demand.
His body twitched and his hand stroked his cock harder and faster as he continued to plead with me to fuck him.
Well, I was no monster.
Lowering my hips, I pulled my shaft free of its tight confines before sliding back inside, making the toned footballer groan with delight.
"What my slut wants, my slut gets!" I growled and began to speed up.
Once more, the room was filled with the noise of my body slapping against his. My balls swung up each time I drove up, briefly touching his hand that was vigorously stroking his cock.
Though the pause and teasing had delayed my climax, the grip of his ass, the feel of his large soft cheeks squashed against me when I shoved inside him, and the sound of the hunky Latino moaning meant I couldn't hold off much longer.
My cock was a blur as I slammed into him, my groans turned into roars as I clutched his hips to try to fuck him harder.
"Fuckkkkkkkkk... it's too good... cumming!" I roared, driving my hips against him, forcing my entire shaft deep inside his warmth as my body clenched.
Shot after shot flew into his clutching tunnel.
The feeling of my cum erupting inside him must have made Demarcus climax too, as he cried out and tensed above me. His hand, which had been flying over his prick, stopped as the thick cock flexed before exploding.
"Yes, yes... fuck yessssss!"
His cry turned into a whimper as my pulsating shaft continued to unload spunk inside him, flooding his walls with warmth.
I could feel his balls jerk against mine, and then a shot of his cum flew over his shoulder and landed on the floor next to my face. Another two loads landed on his chin and face before, unable to hold himself up anymore, he fell off me and slid into the jacuzzi.
Physically exhausted, I followed him into the tub and luxuriated in the warm bubbles soothing my tired body. Looking over at Demarcus, the attractive running back had his head tilted back as he tried to regain his breath.
"Feeling good?" I asked, making him let out a snort of laughter.
"I've never felt that intense before..." he then turned his frown to me, "does... does this make me gay?!"
Shaking my head in exasperation, I tried to work out what it was about dumb jocks and their feelings.
"Not necessarily. You could just be bi, or maybe you need to work out your feelings. It's never that simple!" I replied with a wry chuckle.
"Okay..."
"Look, don't worry about it. Talk to Callum, Rocky, even Hunter about it, and you know I'm always here to talk to if you need... I even promise that I won't stare at your ass the whole time... that is unless you want me!"
We both laughed at that. It felt good to be in the tub, relaxing after an intense fuck session with a hot stud next to me, and then it was all ruined. In the hallway, someone called out for Demarcus.
Just like Callum before him, panic gripped the running back, and he hurried to get dry. Grabbing his apron, he tied it on.
"I look okay?"
"Yeah, you look fine!" I replied with an emphasis on the last word.
Turning around, his hand gripped the door handle before I spotted my cum trickling down his legs. I went to stop him, but he was already gone.
"Looks like those grandmas are going to see a different type of cream pie tonight!" I sniggered and then I realized I was all alone.
With no one around to appreciate my joke, I turned off the jacuzzi, drained the cummy water and climbed out.
Using the shower in the corner of the room, I cleaned up before getting back into my clothes. Deliberating on whether to sneak out of the main entrance or find a back door, a wicked thought came to me.
Throwing open the door, I strode down the stairs, ignoring the questioning glances of the old women and topless waiters.
Holding my head high, I caught sight of Callum using his finger to wipe the cum from Demarcus' thick legs.
Winking at a random woman, I left through the front door and continued walking back to campus, feeling like a fucking god.