Warning: The following story contains explicit descriptions of gay sex, so it you're under the age of 18, of a prudish temperament, or offended by the very notion of gay sex... please do fuck off now.
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"Gridiron Rivals: Part 4 of 6" by fratbear (fratbear@excite.com)
Chip reached the door of the hotel room and opened it, finding two more of his teammates standing out in the hallway, both dressed in tee- shirts and boxers.
Sloan Cosgrove was a large, jolly lineman with a paunchy gut and barrel chest. Sloan had short, dusty brown hair and a pair of deep-gray eyes with the keen ability to make him look pitiful. He was a big man all around who enjoyed life to the fullest.
Next to him stood Mitch Cohen, the Bears' back-up quarterback. With a wide face, perpetually squinting expression, and a mop of dark hair combed to one side, Mitch was also graced with a clumsy doughy frame that included a thick, hairy chest and soft, fleshy stomach. He also seemed to be always in a good mood, grinning no matter what the situation was.
"What?" Chip asked, feigning exhaustion.
"Hey, you can't fool us," Mitch said. "We heard the noise."
"What do you mean?" Chip said.
"You have that look on your face," Sloan said. "Like you just got fucked up the ass."
"So, what's your point?" Chip asked.
"So, we want to join in," Mitch said.
"Come on, who you got in there?" Sloan asked.
"Okay, shut up and come in," Chip said, opening the door a little wider to let his two teammates in. He closed the door behind them.
"So who's here?" Mitch asked.
"Chris and Brad," Chip answered. "And a Trojan. His name's George."
"A Trojan?" Sloan asked, surprised. "How is he?"
"Stocky little fucker," Chip replied. "But he can really fuck up a storm."
"You talking about me?" George asked as Chip led Mitch and Sloan into the bedroom.
Mitch and Sloan looked down at George's stocky, muscular body stretched out on the bed, then over at Chris and Brad, still in each other's arms.
"Of course we're talking about you," Chip answered.
"Jeez, looks like you guys've had a hot night," Mitch said.
"Like you wouldn't believe," Brad answered.
Chip pointed to his two other buddies and introduced them to George. "George, this is Sloan, and the lanky one's Mitch."
"We were next door," Sloan explained, "and we heard you guys pounding and grunting. Got us kinda hot."
"What'd you have in mind?" Chip asked.
"Actually," Sloan answered, "we were kind of wondering if we could try something with you."
"The rest of you guys can watch, maybe even figure out some way to join in," Mitch said to Brad, George, and Chris.
"Sure," Chip replied. He knew that Mitch and Sloan often kept each other up all night, but they normally didn't let anyone else join in. This was a golden opportunity to try something new.
"Well, here's the deal," Sloan said. "I've heard how good you are at sucking cock, and I've always been interested in sucking you off, I thought maybe we could sixty-nine."
"Sounds cool," Chip answered, excited at the prospect. "And what about you, Mitch?"
"Well," Mitch said somewhat nervously. "I kinda wanted to find out if you'd let me fuck you while you two sucked each other."
"Sounds like a plan," Chip said. "Let's get to it."
He let his towel fall to the floor, letting his stiffening cock rise into the air. Mitch and Sloan began to breath heavier with excitement. Sloan pulled his tee-shirt over his head, revealing his large chest and stomach, covered with light brown hair. Sloan reached over and pulled off Mitch's tee-shirt as well. Sloan then bent down and pulled off his own boxers. He wrapped his fingers around his cock and began pumping it. It quickly expanded and rose as it stiffened, reaching its full eight inches in less than fifteen seconds.
Mitch, excited by the sight of his buddy pumping his meat, felt his cock hardening, forming a tent in his boxers. Mitch finally whipped off his boxers and threw them to the floor. Chip looked at Sloan's meaty body and Mitch's smooth, fleshy body as all three stroked their shafts.
"Come and get it," Chip said, pointing to Sloan. The paunchy lineman clambered onto the bed and lay on his back, his stiff shaft lying on his round stomach.
"Come on, Chip," Sloan said. "Fuck my mouth."
"With pleasure," Chip said, climbing over Sloan into a 69 position. Chip let his long, thick cock dangle into Sloan's face, letting the head bat against the lineman's lips.
Sloan opened his mouth, his tongue searching for the fleshy shaft of meat in front of his face. Sloan finally caught the head of Chip's cock in his mouth and sucked on it. Chip threw back his head and thrust his ass slowly down, letting his shaft slide into Sloan's mouth and deep down the lineman's throat. Like Chip, both Mitch and Sloan were also expert deep-throaters, although few had ever had the chance to experience it from them. Sloan growled playfully, the vibrations in his throat sending an intense, pleasurable sensation up Chip's shaft.
"Ohhhh," Chip sighed. This was a trick he knew well, but he had never actually had it done to him. He raised his ass, then slid his cock back down Sloan's throat. Sloan grunted as Chip began to fuck his mouth, forcing his shaft in and out of his teammate's throat.
Chip looked down at Sloan's cock, which pulsed with excitement. A drop of pre-cum had appeared at the end. Chip lifted Sloan's erection with one hand towards his mouth and licked the salty clear liquid from the tip of his cock-head. Sloan shivered in pleasure.
Chip engulfed the head of Sloan's cock with his warm, moist mouth. Letting his tongue flick across the sensitive skin, Chip felt Sloan's massive body shake beneath him. Chip chuckled as he suddenly slipped the entire length of Sloan's shaft deep into his throat. Sloan's body reared up, apparently unable to take the sensation. Both Chip and Sloan laughed in delight as they slid each others' cocks in and out of their throats, their bodies heaving and shaking, low, animal-like growls and grunts escaping occasionally from their cock-filled mouths.
Mitch watched the massive bodies of his two teammates thrusting and heaving together as they fucked each other's mouths. As he pumped his cock in his hand, Mitch suddenly remembered that he was expected to join in.
Mitch climbed onto the bed, crawling over to the heaving mounds of sweaty muscle and flesh before him. Mitch kneeled behind Chip's large, thrusting ass. The quarterback looked down at Sloan's face buried between Chip's thighs, Chip's thick cock driving in and out of the burly lineman's eager mouth. Sloan raised his eyes, looking up at Mitch's fascinated face. Sloan smiled at Mitch, then groaned as Chip's shaft pounded his mouth.
Mitch placed two large hands on Chip's broad back. Chip grunted in pleasure and anticipation.
"I'm gonna fuck you, big guy," Mitch said. "I'm gonna fuck you up the ass. You're all mine."
Mitch pressed the tip of his cock against the opening in Chip's ass. In one swift movement, Mitch slid the entire length of his seven- inch cock all the way up Chip's ass. As Mitch's body slapped against the tackle's ass, Chip let out a stunned grunt, then sighed.
Mitch began to thrust his ass, pounding his cock in and out of Chip's ass. Each time he reared forward, he pushed on Chip's large body, and the bed creaked and shook.
Sloan looked up at Mitch's balls slapping against Chip's right in front of his face. He watched Mitch's shaft burying itself repeatedly into the tackle's ass.
Mitch opened his mouth and started grunting with each thrust. "Uh, uh, uh, fuck, uh," he uttered uncontrollably each time he pounded Chip's ass.
Brad, George, and Chris stroked their stiff cocks as they watched the three men fucking and sucking each other at the other end of the bed. Sloan's large, round body was all but hidden from view by the sweaty, naked bodies of the other two men.
"Fuck, I gotta be part of this," Brad finally said, standing up on the bed, his perfectly muscled body towering over everyone else.
The bed shook as Brad walked across the bedsheets to the pile of three heaving bodies. Brad stepped across Chip's back, straddling the two cock-sucking football jocks. Mitch, intently pounding his shaft in and out of Chip's ass, looked up and found himself staring at Brad's stiff shaft, which was pointed right at his mouth. Mitch grinned and opened his mouth wide.
Brad thrust his ass forward, sliding his cock into Mitch's waiting mouth. Mitch pushed his head forward, sliding Brad's cock all the way down his throat. Brad growled and bent forward, feeling his legs weaken from the pleasure. Brad grabbed the headboard with two strong hands, holding himself up with his two muscular arms. The handsome fullback grunted as he began to thrust his ass, fucking Mitch's mouth with his huge shaft. Even though a skilled cock-sucker, Mitch felt himself almost gagging on the monstrous cock. The bed shook harder as Brad's body bobbed up and down.
Sloan really had no idea what was happening above him. All he knew was that he was in heaven. Waves of sexual pleasure poured through his large body.
Chris and George watched the four huge men pounding their cocks into each other. Finally, Chris couldn't stand it anymore. "Sorry, George," he said as he stood up. "I'm just feeling too horny."
Chris walked over to the four heaving bodies and straddled Chip and Sloan's body right behind Brad's heaving, sweaty body. Chris leaned over and spoke into Brad's ear.
"I'm gonna fuck your ass," Chris whispered.
"Uh, fuck, go for it," Brad grunted, light-headed from the feeling of his shaft being swallowed by Mitch's hot throat.
Chris spread apart Brad's muscled ass with his hands and pressed the head of his cock against the opening. Chris pushed the head of his cock into Brad's ass. Brad grunted as he felt Chris enter him.
"Brace yourself, big fella," Chris said.
Brad threw his head back and cried out as Chris pushed the entire of his shaft deep into Brad's ass.
"That's it," Chris groaned as he began to fuck Brad. Chris leaned forward and wrapped his large arms around Brad's well-developed, hairy chest. Leaning against Brad's back, Chris thrust his hips, fucking the fullback passionately. Chris buried his face in the back of Brad's sweaty head.
Sloan's hands roamed down Chip's side, bumping into Brad's legs. Sloan gripped Brad's legs, just beginning to sense the sheer amount of action going on above him.
Still in a sexual overload, Sloan began to focus on the sensation of his and Chip's hairy bodies rubbing together as they deep-throated each other. Sloan felt his heaving, expanding chest and stomach heating up from the friction as it rubbed back and forth across Chip's thick, fleshy chest and soft stomach. The sweat dripping between their bodies felt so hot that Sloan thought it would boil away.
Finally, the thoughts and sensations became too intense, and Sloan felt his climax roaring towards him uncontrollably. Sloan grunted loudly, trying to signal to Chip that he was about to come, but Chip's pounding cock stifled his cries.
Two weeks of holding back his cum finally unleashed itself in a single moment. Sloan's body shook and heaved up violently, and he let out a muffled scream of pleasure as the wall of pressure broke in his balls.
Sloan thrust his shaft all the way down Chip's throat as the first powerful contraction in the base of his cock blasted through his body and forced out the first, thick jet of hot cum out of his cock like a bullet. The cum shot down Chip's throat, right down to his stomach. Chip grunted as he felt a second spurt of cum shooting down his throat.
Sloan's mountainous body twisted from side to side as his chest expanded. He let out another stifled cry of ecstasy as his balls pushed jet after jet of hot cum up his pulsing shaft. Sloan then heaved his body so violently that he pulled his cock completely out of Chip's mouth. Hot, white cum shot out of the head of his cock, splattering Chip in the face and shooting across Sloan's heaving, round stomach. Chip wrapped his hand around Sloan's sticky shaft and pumped it rapidly.
More white fluid spurted up and dripped over Chip's hand and into Sloan's brown pubic hair. Chip stuck out his tongue and slapped the head of Sloan's cock against it. Sloan grunted and shot out more volleys of cum that landed in Chip's mouth. Chip closed his mouth and savored the taste of the fluid, pumping the rest of the spurting cum onto Sloan's stomach.
Sloan squeezed his eyes shut as his climax came to an end. He finally let his bulky body go limp, Chip's stiff shaft still buried in his throat. Dazed and light-headed, Sloan nevertheless started sucking on Chip's cock again.
Chip groaned in delight, pressing his body against Sloan's, letting the sticky cum on Sloan's stomach rub itself into his hairy chest. Chip thrust his hips, fucking Sloan's mouth and helping Mitch fuck his ass with more force.
Chip, meanwhile, bent his head down and licked Sloan's large thighs, then his balls, and finally his softening cock. Chip took the half-limp shaft into his mouth and sucked on it, sipping out the last drops of cum inside. Sloan sighed.
Having seen Sloan's glorious climax, George clambered over between Sloan's thick legs. Chip looked up at George.
"Come on, George," Chip said. "Lie down."
"I was hoping you'd ask," George said, lying down between Sloan's legs so that his cock was right in front of Chip's face. George spread his legs, straddling Chip's broad shoulders. He felt his balls rubbing against Sloan's.
Chip leaned his head forward and took George's cock into his mouth, sliding it down his throat. George shivered, lying all the way back between Sloan's legs. George wrapped his arms under each of Sloan's legs to support himself, hugging the big guy's tree-trunk legs close to him.
Sloan sucked on Chip's cock, feeling like he was in the center of everything.
And so everyone heaved, grunted, and groaned together. Sloan sucking on Chip's cock. Chip sucking on George's. Mitch pounding his shaft in and out of Chip's ass while sucking on Brad's stiff cock. And Chris riding Brad's back, thrusting his shaft deep into Brad's body.
Sweat dripped down everyone's body, and the heat generated by the heaving bodies raised the temperature of the room ten degrees.
Brad grunted and groaned as he pounded his cock down Mitch's throat, and he felt his orgasm rushing towards him.
"Uh, fuck," he cried out, "I'm gonna come!"
Brad suddenly stood up, forcing Chris up as well. Brad pulled his shaft out of Mitch's mouth and wrapped his hand around it. The handsome fullback pumped his huge shaft vigorously as he threw his head back and yelled.
Mitch opened his mouth as the first shot of steaming white cum shot from Brad's engorged cock. The fluid spurted right into Mitch's waiting mouth.
Chris cried out, feeling the muscles of Brad's ass contracting around his cock, pulling on it. Chris shook as the first wave of his climax surged through him, shooting out ropes of cum deep into Brad's body.
Brad continued to pump his cock, spurting more cum that sprayed across Mitch's face and dripped down the quarterback's chest. More strings of hot fluid fell to Mitch's thrusting shaft and splattered across Chip's ass.
Sloan opened his eyes and saw Brad's cum dripping across Mitch's balls and rolling off, dripping onto Sloan's face.
Brad's body continued to shake, and he growled as his cock shot out more strands of cum. Chris hugged Brad tighter as he spurted more cum into Brad's ass. The two men heaved their bodies together as their orgasms subsided.
Brad's cock continued to drip more cum onto Chip's ass as he caught his breath, feeling Chris' own hot breath on his neck and back.
"Oh, fuck, that was fantastic," Brad groaned. He looked down at Mitch's cum-streaked face. Mitch grinned back, then closed his eyes as he sensed his own climax nearing.
Mitch opened his mouth and let out a low growl. He suddenly thrust his shaft all the way into Chip's ass and held it there as his balls boiled over and shot a thick jet of cum against the walls of Chip's insides.
Mitch opened his eyes, looked down at his cock buried inside Chip, and suddenly remembered about Sloan. Mitch pulled his cock out of Chip's ass and pumped the shaft with his hand. Mitch looked down at Sloan's face as the massive lineman opened his eyes and smiled, Chip's cock still pounding in and out of his mouth.
A thick rope of cum spurted out of Mitch's cock and splattered across Sloan's face. Mitch pumped his shaft more as jet after jet of cum shot out and across Sloan's face and Chip's ass. Sloan had to close his eyes from the barrage of spraying cum, mixing with Brad's cum, still hot and sticky on his face.
Mitch threw back his head and cried out as he pumped more spurts of cum onto Sloan's face. Finally, Mitch's body went lax as his orgasm ended. He looked down at Sloan's cum-soaked face and almost laughed, then remembered that his own face was still dripping with Brad's cum.
George thrust his ass forward and shot his first jets of cum down Chip's throat. Chip swallowed it hungrily as George gritted his teeth, grunting like an animal with each spasm of his climax. With one final twitch, George collapsed on the bed, still hugging Sloan's thick legs.
The last man left, Chip reared back his head and roared like a lion in heat. Sloan felt Chip's huge cock expand in his throat, then felt the stream of cum pouring out of the shaft towards his stomach.
Sloan pulled Chip's throbbing shaft from his mouth and pumped it with his fist, letting the hot cum pour onto his face. Chip shook and grunted loudly, gritting his teeth and clenching his eyes shut as Sloan's fist pounded up and down his shaft.
Sloan figured, what the hell? He already had the cum of two men splattered across his face. Might as well make it three. He felt the hot cum dripping across his face, into his mouth, where he tasted the salty fluids mixing on his face.
Finally, Chip collapsed on top of Sloan's body, and everyone on the bed let out a collective sigh of exhaustion. Chris, Brad, and Mitch had collapsed to the bed, stroking each other's spent shafts with their hands.
Chip rolled his huge body off of Sloan's. Sloan was a mess. His stomach covered with his own cum. His face splattered with Brad, Mitch, and Chip's juices. Chip rolled over onto his stomach and nestled his face against Sloan's large stomach, licking off the sweat and cum there.
Brad broke from Chris and Mitch and clambered over to Sloan. As Sloan grinned at him, Brad lay down on his chest and began to lick the sticky cum from Sloan's face. Brad and Sloan's mouths finally connected, and they engaged in a powerful, cum-laced kiss.
George slid out from his position and lay down between Sloan's spread legs. George took Sloan's limp cock and began to lick and suck on it, tasting some remaining drops of cum seeping from the head. George felt Sloan's cock beginning to stir and expand, and soon it began to harden. Within seconds, it was stiff and red once again at its full eight inches.
George looked up at the others.
"Hey, looks like Sloan's ready for another round," he said.
Brad broke away from his kiss with Sloan and looked into the lineman's content face. "You always did have the most endurance," Brad said.
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