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HS Football Jock Fuck By: AllanNKnox
I want to tell you about what happened to me this summer, but first, something more about me. I am an only-child whose parents both work so I get more me-time than most kids my age, I recently turned 15 and a friend I have been exploring gay sex with for 2 years just called it off, not even wanting to be friends anymore. I am learning that guilt causes lots of pain.
I just finished my freshman year of high school and it is mid-summer. I am sad, confused, lonely, and worst of all, BORED.
I have lots of time on my hands. So, I can make quick work of my chores and watch TV or do anything else that I can do alone. The area where we live used to be working farms but now subdivisions are starting to move in. At this point in time there are no other kids my age who live near enough to me to play with (or get into trouble with).
I am an average teenager in a lot of ways. I am 5'11" and about 15 pounds beyond an average build (my mom calls it "baby fat" - I hate that). I have thick mouse-brown hair, a pale skin-tone due to my English heritage (but no freckles), and my favorite toy, my dick is just over 6" long. I am not into sports (a big disappointment to my parents) so I am also not "well defined"... like I said, average.
I am also an average student in school, but I am musical (in more ways than one). I play the piano, trumpet, and sing (Tenor). So, I am pretty much the opposite of a Jock. And I don't like the word, "nerd" especially because I have worn black-rim glasses since 7th grade and hear it too often.
A big pass-time for me these lazy summer days is "beating my meat" which I do at least once a day. If I do it more than three times a day, by dick hurts. Perhaps I am doing it wrong, I don't know.
An older couple than my parents bought the property next to us and built a house on it last year. They are nice and often invite me over to eat supper if my parents are going to be late getting home. It was Wednesday and the neighbors invited me over for supper, and during the meal told me about their nephew who is coming tomorrow to stay with them through the weekend. He is between his Junior and Senior years of high school and plays football. My initial excitement was dashed at that, I am not a jock, nor do I get along well with jocks.
Jocks always act like they were better than everyone else, even their friends, and even other players sometimes. They always act like they have the biggest dick of anyone, but what I have seen of them in the showers after gym classes did not support that. That is, except for Basketball players, most of them really did have bigger dicks, maybe it comes along with being taller than everyone else? Some jocks are Handsome, but almost none of them are attractive to my eye.
And the neighbors' jock Nephew turned out not to be an exception in any way. An hour or so after his arrival, I watched him in the front yard throwing a football as high as he possibly could, then running to get under it as it came back down. My guess is that he is about 6'2" and he was wearing a T-shirt and cut-off Jean shorts. He almost looked as if he had shoulder pads on because of his broad shoulders and narrow hips.
Except for his narrow muscular butt, he did not seem attractive to me, but I was 15 and horny as hell. I would have considered fucking anything male on two legs no matter how ugly, if he was clean. So, I went out to meet him and feel him out about playing around sexually.
His shoulders and butt got more impressive as I got closer. I wish I could say the same about his face. I wish he looked more like a quarter-back than a line-backer. But beggars can't be choosers.
He seemed nice enough and treated me as a compadre rather than an underclassman. After a short time of talking about different things, neither of us had brought up girls or sex yet, so I did.
I asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"
And he was quick to answer, "No. I'm not much into dating."
I said, "But being a football player, I imagine that you would not have any trouble finding a date... if you wanted one."
"No trouble... when I want one" he responded.
He was being cagey, so I thought that it could mean he was open to sex with guys. So I took it a step farther.
"Do you Beat Off?"
"Of course, don't you?" he responded.
"Yeah, I do. How often do you beat off?"
"About once or twice a day, most days. How about you?"
I said, "About the same." and since he seemed to be warming up to this turn in the conversation, I took a chance by asking, "Have you ever beat off with a friend?"
"Yeah, I have, a few times, but I think most teen guys do." And bragging a bit, he said, "The last time was with three of my teammates and I had the biggest dick of them all."
So, I dared ask, "Do you want to beat off together? No one is home at my house, we can go to my bedroom and do it."
Almost eagerly, he said, "Okay, I'll tell my aunt were I am, and I'll be there in a few minutes."
A short while later, we were sitting in my bedroom with the front of our pants open and our underwear pulled down stroking our meat. My dick was 6" hard, slender, and cut with a crown that was a bit bigger than the shaft. From what I had heard, that was about average for a 15-year-old. But the 17-year-old football jock's dick was another story. He looked to be a little longer than me with a crown that was about my size, BUT his shaft got bigger, and Bigger, and BIGGER as it got closer to his body. It was HUGE at the base. I had never seen such a dick; it was cone shaped.
After a couple of minutes stroking it, he said, "you can suck it if you want." So I mentally said "YES!" to myself and got on the floor on my knees, kneeling between his legs. I began by licking around his crown and the underside of his shaft. I was enjoying it. But when I tried to take it into my mouth it quickly got wider than my mouth could open. So, I settled into giving him head for now. Soon my jaws started aching because even just two inches or so down his shaft was too thick for my not very experienced mouth.
When I could stand it no more, I stood and pushed my pants and underwear to my knees and sat on the bed beside him and leaned back on my elbows. I said, "Now it is my turn."
"No, it isn't. I don't do that. You can suck on my dick all you want, but that's it. ... That is, unless you want to let me fuck your ass."
"Are you saying that you will suck me off if I let you fuck me?"
"No, only that I will suck you for a few of minutes if you let me fuck you, and I don't want you cumming in my mouth."
"Well then, I have some conditions too. You have to try to suck me off and if I get close to cumming, I will warn you. AND, you must go very slow and easy when you fuck me. I have only ever had one dick in my ass before and it was nowhere near as fat as yours."
"Okay" he said and leaned over to start. And I was startled by the fact that he was actually good at it... that is for a straight football jock who had recently discovered that guys can get you off too. At least that was the attitude he gave off this whole time.
But it was quickly over as he announced, "That's all I'm doing." He stood up and turned right in front of me and commanded me to get him fully hard again. Which I did by sucking on his crown and stroking his shaft.
About a minute later he commanded me to stand then kneel on the bed facing away from him. My bed was closer to the floor than most beds so that put my asshole in perfect alignment with his dick.
I asked him if he wanted me to get him some Vaseline or lotion, but he said that spit will do. I did not think so, but I thought he seemed to know what he was doing. So, I got into position and waited for what I was hoping would not be as painful a fuck as I thought.
(You might be wondering why I would go through with it if I thought it was going to be painful. Well, I was 15, and so very horny and craving any kind of sex with a guy, that I was willing to endure almost anything.)
I didn't have to wait long; he rubbed some spit on my hole and his dick and started pressing his dick against my hole. The increasing pressure eventually caused his crown to pop past my sphincters and I felt pain, but it was only the usual pain of initial penetration especially when there has been little or no preparation.
I told him to hold it there for a minute to let me get used to it and he paused but then not waiting for me to say he could, he started pressing farther in. Of course, the farther in he went the larger his dick got and the more he painfully stretched my hole.
He was going slow but at one point it felt like he was ripping my hole to shreds, and I told, "you have to stop, it hurts too much."
"But I'm only about half-way in."
"But it hurts so much." I complained.
He said, "You knew what you were getting into. And now that we've started it only ends when I cum."
He had been holding his dick in place while we talked, so the pain had eased a bit. So, I told him, "Okay, but take it easy on me and as soon as you get close to cumming, don't hold back."
So, he started pressing into me again and immediately the pain was full strength again. Soon, he began pulling nearly all the way out before pushing back in, which triggered my sphincters to clamp down. Not only at first, but it happened on every stroke. It probably felt very good to him but had me nearly in tears.
After what seemed like an hour (but was probably only about 5 or 10 minutes) I told him again, "Stop, it is just too much pain to take."
"But I am almost there." He said. I could hear a strain of disappointment in his voice, as if he really would stop if I insisted, but he clearly did not want to stop.
So, I told him, "Then go on but be quick about it. I can't take this much longer."
And he did. He must really have been taking it easy on me because suddenly his strokes were longer, going all the way in as far as he could go and pulling out so far, I was afraid that he would miss the hole and punch me another asshole thrusting back in. Which stepped up the pain to an even higher level, but at the same time I started feeling as if my hole was getting numb. So, the pain subsided a bit.
After about two minutes of long-dicking me, he finally shoved his fat dick into me hard, which ramped up the pain again briefly, and held it there as he dumped his load as far in my hole as he possible could.
He pulled slowly out, and I reached for the towel from my last shower and handed it to him to wipe off his dick. He did so and handed it back. I wiped my butt as he started dressing. I looked at the towel where I had wiped and there was no blood. I was sure there would be blood. I was relieved that nothing was actually damaged.
He finished putting his clothes on, said, "See you later." and was gone in a flash. I went to the bathroom commode, sat down, and tried to push out whatever was in there, but little came out. I wiped to see if there was any blood and looked in the bowl, but there was still no blood.
I went back to my room and beat off remembering what had happened.
The next morning (Friday), I took a shit and while it felt a bit different, it did not hurt. And when I showered, I checked and explored my butt hole to see if I could detect any damage, and I found none.
So, I figured that doing it again might be painful, but it would not damage me. However, I decided that if I was going to go through that pain again, I was going to get to fuck him too or there would be no fucking at all.
That afternoon, he was back out tossing the football up and catching it as he had done the day before. So, I went out to see if he was up for more and he was. We were quickly back in my bedroom again, but this time we both stripped off our clothes and laid on the bed stroking. Soon I flipped around and got him to scoot down so that I could suck him in that position. It also put my dick close to his head. And after starting on his dick, I felt his hand on mine. A few minutes after that, I felt his warm, dare I say experienced, mouth engulf my dick.
It felt great and spurred me on to do a better blow job on him. But then, he stopped and said, "I want to fuck you now."
"Okay," I responded, "IF you let me fuck you too."
He seemed to debate this in his head. I guessed that he was weighing the prospect that sex was over against getting to fuck a tight underclassman asshole. And fucking won out.
He said, "Okay." Surprisingly without conditions this time.
He told me to lie on the bed face down and this time he took more time getting me ready. I insisted he use some lotion I sometimes masturbated with, and there was far less pain. At least after I got used to his dangerously cone shaped dick again. But I think that this was a better position and felt better to him. I know that since he could not get his dick so far into me, it felt better to me.
Still the shape of his dick made me clamp down every time he started pulling out. And I am sure that heightened his pleasure. Soon he grabbed my shoulders and started humping me quickly and deeply. And a few moments later, he thrust in and seeded me.
He collapsed on my back. He was very heavy and I thought he was about to go to sleep on me like that, so I spoke up, asking, "Can we get up now." And he rolled off me.
We stayed like that for a few minutes, recovering. After a while I reached for my towel and gently wiped off his dick and ran it through my crack and threw it on the floor.
I said, "Are you ready for me to fuck you?" I had stayed hard in anticipation of what was to come. He did not say a word but flipped over face down on the bed as he had asked me to do.
I lubed his asshole with the lotion and my dick as well, and I placed it at his hole, saying, "Here it comes." He still did not respond. So, I started pushing into him. My dick slid in, easily... too easily, and he didn't even grunt.
Soon it was in as far in as I could push it, but there had been no resistance, none at all. So, I asked, "Am I in?" sounding stupid, and he responded with a terse, "Yes." as if annoyed with me. So, I started thrusting, but I could barely feel his ass around my dick. I had to remind myself that I was actually fucking a guy to stay fully hard for fucking.
I lifted myself up a bit so I could watch it go in, and the sight was Great! I could see my dick go into this tight muscular and slender ass (if only the rest of his body matched his ass). And I didn't have to worry about keeping it hard anymore.
I wish that his ass was tighter (and I didn't know then that I could have slapped his ass to make it tighter) but the sight of my dick going into his perfect little ass was all I needed. I thrusted into him hard and started cumming. I pulled back out a bit and slammed it back in with each shot of cum.
As soon as I stopped thrusting, he turned us over onto our sides, pulled his ass off my dick, got up, took the towel, and wiped, then pulled his clothes on quickly saying, "Later." as he left.
But there was no "later" as there was no other opportunity for us to get together. And I was not sure that he would consent again knowing that I would want to fuck him again too.
On Saturday, the neighbors had other family over, and my parents were home as well. I noticed when his mother came to pick him up at lunch on Sunday. But I never saw him again.
Several years later, I heard from the neighbors that he had married and had a couple of kids. About that time is when I found love for the first time.
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