Jock Holes

DISCLAIMER: This story is NOT true. Just a fantasy. Not for the 'faint of heart' either! HEAVY RAUNCH ahead so be warned!

(t/t, t/t/t/t, M/t, M/t/t oral, anal, raunch, scat, urination)

This story is dedicated to my new Pig-Buddy, Rico, who inspired it! Thanks, buddy, for the hot e-mails!

JOCK HOLES Part One By RimPig 2004

"You fuckin' love my dirty shithole, don'tcha?!" he growled, his voice deep for a teenager.

"Oh, fuck yeah! I love the way it fuckin' smells...and tastes!" I moaned.

Layin' there on my back, naked, my cock hard and leakin' cock-snot on my abs, with the ripe, stinky butt of a 17 year old high school wrestler squatting and spread over my face, his wrinkled brown 'eye' winkin' at me from within his hairless butt-trench, was, to me, one of the greatest joys of life! How I got into this position is the story.

The boy who's stinkin' shithole was just above my face was named Rich. Not Rick. Not Richard. Rich. He was very insistent on that. He was tall for a wrestler, standing about six feet with dark, very short-cut hair and piercing green eyes. His muscular development was spectacular! Huge guns with equally huge quads, lats and pecs above an eight-pack of abs with thick thighs to wrap around an opponent and all but crush the life outa him!

But best of all was his butt! The epitome of male form and function! The beautiful, well-rounded, hard glutes of a gladiator with the smooth softness of velvet over steel! The word 'bubble' hardly adequate to describe these spherical, succulent delights of masculine physique. Their curvature a delight to the eye, an enchantment to the nose and ecstasy to the tongue! (Who says jocks don't learn anything in English Lit classes!)

At 24, with a master's degree in education and a major in physical education, I had managed to get a job as an assistant head coach at a small college in the mid-west. The college didn't have the greatest reputation either in sports or in academics but the head of the Athletic Department, who was also the head football coach, was out to change one of those...and it wasn't academics. One of the reasons he'd hired me was because I was unmarried. That meant I'd be free to travel without the complaints from a wife and kids. I think somewhere in the back of his mind, Coach Lindstrom must have figured me for a 'fag' but nothing about my masculine behavior, my well built-body or my high school and college football, wrestling and track stats gave any indication of it.

Travel, I did! More than 12,000 miles a year, scouting high school athletes to build our football program. Coach Lindstrom believed that a good high school wrestler could be trained to become a good college football player - especially if that wrestler had any football background at all. So I spent almost every weekend scouting some high school football team or wrestling squad. Sometimes both.

In this case, I was in Garden City, Kansas - just up Route 50 from the infamous Dodge City. I'd been sent to scout the Garden City High School Wrestling team because Coach Lindstrom had heard somewhere about this incredible kid that they had wrestling for them - Rich Rawlings. Coach had an idea that this kid, who was a junior and evidently tearing up all the competition for hundreds of miles around would make a great addition to our team and it was my job to verify this and, if possible, get the kid signed to a scholarship before somebody else discovered him.

Now, I gotta tell you, drivin' all over the mid-west was not most guy's idea of a great job, but it sure was mine! I got to see a lot of really hunky high school athletes on and off the field of competition and spend an inordinate amount of time in high school locker rooms, inhaling all the wonderful, funky scents that infused them! Which was a major reason that I became a jock to begin with and why I took physical education as a major. I knew from the time I was about 12 that it was guys that turned my crank. And as I grew into a super-horny adolescent, I quickly learned that it was young male bodies that gave me the greatest pleasure to look at, touch, smell and taste!

The smell thing was a blinding revelation to me when I turned 14 and entered high school. Testosterone-driven puberty was hittin' me hard as it was most of the guys in my freshman class. The extra rich aromas that came from the bodies of my team mates, particularly after a hard practice, had my cock boned in a nanosecond! The stink of sweat, musk and even piss just did it for me! And when I rubbed my finger through my greasy butt-trench while I jacked off and brought my dirty digit to my nose, the jizz just flew outa my cock! I knew what I wanted was to shove my nose in the butt-cracks of some of the hunkier jocks and suck down all their stink but I had no fuckin' idea in the world how I was ever gonna get to be in that position!

Then, into my life came Matt Trower - a senior and the quarterback for the varsity. Six-foot two inches of incredibly hot male animal! Blond, blue-eyed, built like I wanted to be and with a fuckin' cock that hung down at least six inches soft! But Matt's best feature was behind him - his behind! Fuck! What a fuckin' butt he had on him! High and round, bulging and beautiful. Hairless as far as I could tell, watchin' him strut around in his well packed jock in the locker room, horsing around with his buddies, that world-class ass framed by the straps of jock. I think it was at that moment that jockstraps became my favorite piece of apparel!

Now, normally, no freshman player from the so-called 'junior varsity' got to trespass into the Valhalla of the Varsity Locker Room, but I was 'special'. You see our coach was decided that the only thing that junior varsity players were good for was doin' all the 'dirty work' of keepin' the varsity players well cared for and happy. Why try and get 'volunteer managers' for the Varsity team when there were junior varsity players to act as willing slaves.

Once I figured out that volunteering for these duties brought me into very close contact with all the studs and hunks that made up the varsity, I quickly became coach's most willing, obedient and unfailing little slave boy! You see, I quickly found out that if I thought that the stink of my fellow freshmen's 14 and 15 year old bodies was intense - it was nothing compared to the 16, 17 and 18 year olds who played on Varsity! The 'man-smells' that exuded from their ripe pits, balls and asses was a mega-leap up the 'stink-scale' from the 'boy-smells' of freshmen!

So every afternoon, after our practice, which ended an hour earlier than Varsity's, there I'd be: handing out towels; gathering up stinkin', sweat drenched uniforms; helpin' unwrap taped ankles, wrists or legs of sweaty, ripe jock bodies or a dozen other things that needed doin'. It was a dream come true for a budding raunch pig like me!

And raunch was what I got! The wreak of some of those fuckin' ripe bodies - especially of their unwashed (for fuckin' months!) jockstraps - was so intense it almost brought tears to my eyes! But I loved every second of it! I always wore a jock with a 'cup' so that nobody could see that I was boned the whole fuckin' time I was near them! But they had to have heard my breathin'! Fuck! Sometimes I'd almost fuckin' hyperventilate, I'd be breathin' so deep - tryin' to suck in all the jock stink I could!

Actually, some of them did hear me, as I found out late one afternoon after practice.

I was finishin' cleanin' up the locker room when I discovered this really worn, thoroughly unwashed jock layin' on the floor under a bench in front of the lockers. The thing was fuckin' filthy! The stink was apparent the minute I picked it up! I could see piss stains and what looked like cum stains and, back where the straps came under the ass and joined the pouch, even the brownish stain of where the fuckin' pouch had rubbed against a less than clean shithole.

I didn't need to wonder who the grungy, ripe jock belonged to. Printed in block letters in indelible ink on the waistband was the name: TROWER! Oh, fuck! I'd hit the mother-load! This stinkin', ripe piece of cotton and elastic belonged to my principle Jock-Stud masturbation fantasy - Matt Trower! I couldn't stop myself! I pressed my nose into the still damp jock, smellin' the fuckin' stink of Matt's balls-sweat, piss, cum and finally, movin' to that brownish stain - his shit! I moaned out loud at the stink that was curling up into my nose, makin' my eyes water and my mouth drool!

"Figured you for a fag, Walker! A real DIRTY fag!" the deep adolescent voice came from behind me.

I spun around with the fuckin' dirty jock still pressed to my nose to look into the laughing eyes of Matt Trower, standin' there naked, his uncut-cock not hard but not soft either!

"I wondered what could make a kid breathe so fuckin' hard all the time! I figured you couldn't have asthma THAT bad and be on the team! So I figured you must be gettin' off on all the stink in here!" he grinned.

I gulped. What the fuck could I say? I couldn't deny it! He'd fuckin' caught me red-handed, his dirty jockstrap pressed to my nose, snortin' all his fuckin' stink! In fact, I quickly figured out that this was a trap set for me! He'd left his jockstrap there on purpose to see what I'd do with it! Well, he'd seen what I did with it! I only prayed that, since he was smilin' and the smile didn't seem to have any menace in it, that he'd let me smell the source of all the wonderful stink that was still wafting up my nose!

"I ain't had a shower yet. Wanna smell the real deal, kid?" he asked, grinning at me.

I lowered the jockstrap from my face and said the only thing I could, under the circumstances.

"Oh! Fuck, yeah!"

"Then strip, dude! Get naked and you can have all fuckin' stink you want." he said.

I know I set a record for getting naked! My clothes went flyin' everywhere and I didn't fuckin' care! All I knew was that my major fantasy was lookin' like it was about to come true and there was nothin' that was gonna stop me from grabbin' for it! I didn't even care that he could see my now bone hard cock, drippin' cock-snot from it's hood.

"Hey! Not a bad piece of meat for a freshman!" he said, staring at my cock.

I was more than somewhat embarrassed by this. I knew, just from the showers, that I had a big cock for someone my age. There had been enough comments from my teammates about it and they'd never seen it hard, like now. At that time my cock was near eight thick inches (it's now over eleven) and I was stupidly ashamed of such endowment! Only because I was so different from the other freshmen. I quickly learned however that his was not the 'curse' I thought it was but a blessing!

As I eagerly watched, he stood there, gloriously naked, letting me drink in the magnificence of his muscular, jock body before raising his arms, putting his hands behind his head and baring his sweaty pits. This, of course, made his biceps and delt's stand out as well as his fucking bulging pecs! God! He was a fuckin' god! A fuckin' jock-god! So fuckin' beautiful - the epitome of young male animal! And, speaking of animal, I could immediately smell the sweat and grunge come wafting my way and I was a good six feet from him!

"Come on, kid! Get a whiff of my fuckin' sweaty pits. Put your fuckin' nose right in them! They're nice a ripe for ya!" he said.

I moved close to him, putting my nose into his left pit and breathing deeply of the sweaty scent I found there! Fuck! It was ripe! Really ripe! And still wet with his salty sweat! Without thinking, my arms went around him, my hands feelin' the hard muscles of his back under his soft, smooth skin as I pressed my nose right into his reeking underarm. Fuck! It smelled so good! I couldn't resist tasting it! The moment my tongue tasted the tang of his sweat and he felt the raspiness of my wet licker against his sensitive skin, we both moaned.

"Yeah! Fuck, yeah! That's it, kid! Lick out my pit! Suck out all that stink!" he said.

Saying this, his other arm came down and around, his large hand pressing gently on the back of my head, holding my face into his pit - like I was gonna move away or somethin'?! But it felt so good, this gentle pressure and the touch of his hand. He was almost caressing me and I suddenly got this strange idea in my head that maybe Matt wasn't as 'straight' as he appeared. Maybe this was a huge turn on to him as well! Maybe being worshiped by my nose and mouth was something he needed as bad as I needed to worship his glorious body! But I didn't have time to really carry this thought through as I was far too busy tasting the funk of his underarm.

When I'd drenched his pit with my spit and there was no more of his stink to really be had, he grabbed my hair and pulled my face out of his left pit and pulled it over to his right one where I repeated smelling and licking out his stink.

"Yeah, that's it, kid! Get 'em wet! Clean out my fuckin' pits!" he growled as his arm went back behind his head and his other hand came down to hold my face into his pit again.

This time, however, he did stroke and caress my head as I licked out his fowl underarm! My fuckin' cock was so fuckin' boned and leakin' so bad, I later noticed that there was a sizeable puddle on the floor under me of my cock-snot! I snorted and licked his right pit until it was a wet with my saliva as his left one. Given the chance, he would never have to shower again in his life! I'd gladly lick every fuckin' inch of his body any time he wanted!

"Okay, kid, get on your fuckin' knees." Matt ordered, his voice low and sexually charged as his hand again grabbed my hair and pulled my face from his saliva drenched pit.

I quickly complied, kneeling in front of him and staring up into his face. Fuck! I could smell the stink of his body! He wreaked of sweat, grunge, musk and God only knew what! I began to take deep breaths of the heavenly mixture. My face already smelled like his pits and I began to wonder what else my face was gonna get to smell like before this was over - a million years from now was my fervent hope!

"Yeah, that's it kid, suck up all that stink! You really like that, don'tcha?" he grinned, hearing me breathing so deeply of his ripeness.

"Oh, fuck yeah! I LOVE IT!" I protested.

"You just wanna smell and taste me, too?" he grinned.

"I fuckin' want to lick and taste every fuckin' inch of your body!"

He chuckled at my obvious wantonness! I was in a daze! This was like a dream! I wanted to pinch myself to make sure I wasn't asleep - but I was afraid I might be and I didn't want to wake up! Ever!

"That right, huh? Well...you just taste to your little heart's content and if you do a good job, maybe I've got some friends who'd like you to smell and taste their stink, too. Bet you'd love that, too, huh?" he chuckled.

"Oh, yes! PLEASE! I wanna suck the stink from anybody you say!" I begged.

He laughed at this! Fuck! I was rapidly becoming such a totally submissive and willing pig for this jock-god! But I didn't care! I meant every word of it! I'd suck the fuckin' stink from any of his jock buds and beg for the chance to do it! I'd be the jock-whore of the whole fuckin' high school, if that's what Matt wanted! Shit! I was so far gone at that point, I'd fuckin' suck Matt's ass on stage at a school assembly if he told me to!

"Yeah, I just bet you would, wouldn't ya! Well, you gotta do a good job on me first! Why don't you start with my sweaty, ripe nuts, huh?"

Oh, yeah! Let's start with his fuckin' balls! They were pulled up tight in their wrinkly sack to the underside of his now, hard cock. I noticed that his cock and mine were about the same size and length but he had three years of growth on me! It was then that I started to change my whole thinkin' about the size of my dick!

I pressed my nose into his nut-sack and took deep breaths of the stink. They were sweaty and ripe and I loved the scent of them. My tongue came out and I started licking gently at the sack, tasting the tang of his sweat and the saltiness of what must be some dried piss as well as some of his cock-snot that was drippin' down his boner and onto his balls. I reached up and put my hands on his butt-cheeks and buried my face as deep in his crotch as I could. He spread his legs some to give me more room to lick around his balls, groaning as I worshiped his nuts.

"Yeah, kid! That's it! Lick them balls! Lick them fuckin' stink-dirty balls! Lick 'em clean!" he groaned as I continued to bath his orbs with my spit.

His cock snot was really flowin' now and I began licking up the shaft of his hard cock, following the trail of pre-cum to his uncut head. I reached up with my hand and pulled down on the foreskin until his cockhead was completely exposed.

FUCK!

That's when it hit! That raunchy, raw male stink of unwashed, uncut dick! The smell of 'smegma'! My favorite midnight snack as I jacked off! I loved lickin' my fuckin' head cheese. Loved swipin' some of it on my upper lip so I could smell it while I fuckin' jacked my dick! Now, for the first time, I was gettin' to smell another stud's pungent, stinky cheese and I loved it! I quickly began licking up all the creamy cheese that was clinging to the skin under his cockhead, tasting the pungent taste as the raunchy aroma rose in my nose! Fuckin' stink!

"Yeah, you like that fuckin' cheese, huh, kid? You like my stinkin' smegma?" he groaned.

I didn't answer, just groaned deep in my throat and continued licking up every morsel of it! When it was gone, I went back to lickin' up his sweet-salty cock-snot. I finally just put my mouth over the head of his cock and began sucking it out of his piss-hole. Before I knew it, his cock was sliding in and out of my mouth and I was giving my first blowjob!

"Ahh, fuck! Yeah, kid! Suck my fuckin' cock!" Matt moaned. "You're fuckin' good at that! You done this before?"

I pulled off his cock long enough to mutter a quick 'No' and then sucked it back in my mouth.

"Fuck kid! You're a natural born cocksucker then! That's right, get back down on that dick! Suck my fuckin' dirty cock! It's gonna get really dirty! I'm gonna shove this motherfucker up you're fuckin' shit hole and ream your shit-filled butt! Yeah, motherfucker! My dick's gonna wallow in your fuckin' turd-chute!"

My mind reeled at the thought of this fuckin' hunk of man-meat, that I couldn't even get all the way in my mouth, shoved up my fuckin' ass! I mean, I'd had my fingers up there while I jacked off before. I loved to shove them up my ass and then pull them out and sniff and suck on them before shovin' them back up me but the idea of this huge piece of meat, reaming out my shit- chute was intimidating - but exciting, nonetheless!

I continued to suck on his jock-meat until he forcibly pulled it from my mouth. I moaned at it being taken away from me, my pleading eyes meeting his laughing ones.

"You can have it back, baby, AFTER it's been up your ass!"he chuckled. "Now get up and lay down on that fuckin' bench on your back!"

I hurriedly complied with his demand, laying out my body on the bench, my feet on the floor on both sides of the old wood. Matt swung his leg over my head and stood over me, his back to me so that I could see the fuckin' muscular beauty of the back of him! My face was below his dangling nut-sack, looking up at his awesome butt-mounds and the beautiful crack between them! His fuckin' glutes were so huge, I couldn't see his fuckin' hole, even with his legs spread that way. But I soon did, as he slowly squatted and lowered his butt to my face.

OH, FUCK!

The stench of his hole hit my nose and I was lost to in the raunchiest scent I'd ever smelled in my young life! I groaned at the ripe nastiness of his stinkin' hole!

"Yeah! Smell my butt, kid! Get a good fuckin' whiff of that stink! That's what you fuckin' want, ain't it! You wanna suck down all that fuckin' ass-stink, don'tcha?!" he growled.

"Oh, fuck yeah! Your fuckin' ass stinks so fuckin' good!" I exclaimed.

He chuckled over this.

"Well, it's all yours, kid! Have at it! Get your fuckin' nose right up in there! Get yourself a good fuckin' snort of my shit-hole!" he growled.

I moved my nose up and down his butt-trench, breathing deep of the fuckin' nastiness of it! Fuck! This was an ass! No mistaking it! A really RIPE ass! An ass that was full of sweat, assjuice and God only knew what else! He said he hadn't had a shower - but he didn't say for how long! Fuck! It smelled so fuckin' raunchy even I could barely stand it but it turned me on at the same time - TOTALLY!

"Yeah! How's it smell back there, fucker?" Matt asked, his voice a degrading sneer.

"It fuckin' stinks! Stinks really good!" I groaned, taking another deep whiff of his ass crack.

"Yeah, I bet it does! I ain't had a shower now in three days!" he chuckled. "But you love it anyway, don'tcha, kid? I can see your cock is fuckin' hard and it's drippin' cock-snot all over your abs."

"Fuck, yeah! I love it!"

What was the use of denying it? As he said, he could see what it was doin' to me! However, that did make me wonder about why he was so fascinated with my cock. I was even more puzzled when I felt his finger, slowly sliding across my gut about where the puddle of cock-snot was gathering from my fuckin' cock! Then I heard the sound of slurping as if he was suckin' on that finger! Could it be that Matt Trower was tasting my cock-snot?!

"Hmm! Sweet!" I heard him quietly say - like he was talkin' to himself.

I knew he wasn't talkin' about his butt! There was nothin' 'sweet' about that - well, except how it looked maybe. My nose was still sniffin' all his butt-stink and I was totally engrossed (and I guess 'gross' was the word for it!) in snorting all the raunchy stench of his crack.

"Come on! Stop sniffin' and fuckin' eat my butt! Lick it out! Clean out my fuckin' jock hole!" he growled.

I started licking the filthy trench. I could taste the tang of his sweat and assjuice along with something bitter which I didn't want to think about. The closer I got to his hole, the stronger the taste was, but I wanted it all! The strong scent drove me on until I found myself actually sucking on his butt-lips and tryin' to shove my tongue up his hole.

"Oh, fuck! Yeah! That's it! Shove your fuckin' tongue up there! Lick out my stinkin' hole! Get that fuckin' tongue all the way up my dirty hole!" Matt groaned.

I pressed against his hole with my tongue and it easily opened and my tongue slid all the way inside his ass! I could taste even darker and more bitter tastes inside as my tongue scraped the smooth walls of his butthole. Matt wiggled his ass on my face as if tryin' to get my tongue even further up him!

"Yeah! That's it, fucker! Lick out my hole! Fuckin' tongue fuck me! Get it, fucker! Get all my fuckin' stink!" he practically screamed as my tongue continued to lick out his turd-tunnel.

I did as he said and began rapidly shoving my tongue in and out of his hole. He pressed down with his ass muscles and my tongue went further up inside his ass until all of a sudden, it was stopped by something hard, smooth and pointed up inside him. It tasted really bitter. My mind reeled! There was only one thing this could be! Matt's fuckin' turd! My tongue was fuckin' tastin' Matt's shit! I stopped all movement of my tongue. I just lay there with it buried in his asshole, pressed against his 'log'.

"Yeah, fucker! You feel that?! Huh?! You taste it?! That's my fuckin' shit! You want to suck on my turd, asslicker?" he growled.

I didn't know how to answer. I didn't think I was ready for this! I mean, smellin' and tastin' the stink of his butt-crack was one thing - lickin' his actual turd was quite another!

"Maybe you ain't up to that, huh, fucker?" he asked, seeming to understand my hesitancy. "Well, I ain't gonna make you eat it - this time! I think I'll save it for something else. You've got my cock really fuckin' hard now. It's time to fuck that butt of yours!"

Oh, shit! I think I'd rather have sucked on his turd!

"You ever been fucked, kid?" he asked.

I pulled my face out of his butt to answer.

"No, Matt. I ain't never done nothin' with nobody before." I said quietly, admitting that I was a virgin.

Like that was some kinda surprise! I doubted is many of the freshmen males were anything but virgins - at least the way they 'counted' it. They didn't count the circle jerks and mutual jack- off's with their buddies as sex. No, they only counted fuckin' girls.

"Nobody? Not even one of your buds?" Matt asked, his voice dripping with disbelief.

"Nobody." I said quietly.

"Well, kid, you ain't walkin' out of here a virgin. You're already a cocksucker! Now you're gonna learn how to take it up the ass!" he said, his voice so full of horniness that I knew there was no way I was gettin' out of this!

I softly murmured, "Okay." with resignation at my fate filling my voice.

"Hey, don't worry! I'll go easy on 'ya! You're gonna love it, once you get used to it." he said, getting up off my face and standing beside the bench, the sound of his voice almost cheerful!

Fuck, yes! He could be cheerful! It wasn't HIS butt that fuckin' big-assed cock was goin' up!

"Get up and straddle the bench. Put you feet on the floor and grab the edges of the bench with your hands. That way you're bent over in the right position and you got somethin' to grab hold of to steady you." he said.

From the confident way he explained this, I could tell that he'd done this a lot more than one other time! I got up off my back and turned around, straddling the bench and putting my feet and hands where he'd told me to. He opened his locker and pulled out a tube of something. Then he went around behind me and sat down on the bench. My ass was practically in his face then. I wondered what came next when I felt his hands pulling my butt-cheeks apart and the cool air hitting my trench and hole. I heard a sound that, at first, I couldn't believe! It was a low 'wolf- whistle' and it seemed to be comin' from Matt!

"Damn, kid! You got one pretty ass! Pretty as a girl's! Fuck! Prettier! I'm gonna love shovin' my cock up this tight little virgin hole!" he said.

What happened next, I wouldn't believe if I hadn't actually experienced it! As it was, when it started my mind refused to believe what my body was tellin' it was goin' on! I felt something brush through my ass-trench and the sound of very deep breathing. At first, I completely dismissed the idea that Matt could be sniffin' my butt. After all, only a fuckin' little perverted, dirty, queer pig like me would do somethin' like that, right?!

"Mmm! Damn! You smell good!" I heard Matt groan, almost to himself.

FUCK! He WAS smellin' my butt! Matt Trower, quarterback of the school football team, hearthrob of every practically every fuckin' girl in school, major masturbation fantasy and all around jock-god, was snorting my butt! Not only snorting my butt, but LOVING IT!!!

But it didn't end there! Before I knew it, I felt somethin' wet and rough, running up my ass- crack! At first it kind of tickled and then, when it reached and brushed over my hole, the pleasure of it was incredible! But it was a reality that I couldn't believe! I turned my head and looked over my shoulder to verify visually what I was feeling. It was then I saw the previously totally unthinkable - Matt Trower's face pressed into my ass! Matt Trower was not only sniffing my ass! Matt Trower was LICKING MY BUTT!

Oh, FUCK! It felt so fuckin' good! I had no idea how wonderful it felt! I knew from just doing it to him how wonderful it smelled, felt and tasted to do, but nothing prepared me for having it done! Not even the fingers I had used to play with and smell my own ass. Not the carrots and recently small cucumbers that I had shoved up my hole while jacking off, trying to simulate the experience of what Matt said he was going to do to me shortly - fuck my tight, virgin ass! (I always wondered what my mother thought was the reason for her 'disappearing' vegetables. She never mentioned it. I guess she thought that her only child was ingesting them as a more healthy 'snack'. She would have been right, after they'd been up my butt, I did love to smell and eat them!).

I could feel Matt's tongue pressing against my hole, trying to get in. I pushed down hard with my butt muscles, making my hole open to his exploring licker. I was partially afraid of what was gonna happen but evidently I was empty inside having taken a dump that morning. Matt's tongue slowly slid into my hole and I groaned at the feeling of his tongue being inside me! Never had I experienced anything so sensual in my young life! It taught me the lesson that I have used on so many other young athletes - get your tongue up a man's shit-chute and it makes him start thinking about 'bigger and better' things that could go up his ass - like a nice, thick, uncut cock! I sure began thinkin' it! Before I knew it, my mouth opened and words I NEVER expected to hear myself say were rolling out with real conviction behind them!

"Fuck! Oh, Fuck! Yeah! Eat my fuckin' ass! Shove your tongue up my fuckin' hole! Fuck me! Please! FUCK ME!" I practically screamed.

I felt Matt's tongue slide out of my hungry hole and I heard a chuckle come from behind me.

"Yeah, babe! I'm gonna fuck you! I'm gonna shove my fuckin' cock up this hungry little hole of yours! You want it, dont'cha, babe? You want it bad, huh? Beg me for it! Beg me to shove my cock up your ass, babe! Lemme hear you beg!" Matt asked, his voice almost cooing to me, as his fingers began sliding slowly into my hole, beginning the process of opening me up for his cock.

"Oh, fuck, yeah, Matt! Please, fuck me! Fuck my ass! Please! Shove you cock up my butt!" I begged as he demanded.

"Yeah, babe. Just gotta get you opened up some. Don't wanna hurt you! Want you to come beggin' for this all the time! Want you to be addicted to my fuckin' cock in your butt!" he crooned to me as a second finger slowly slid up inside me.

This time there was pain and I grunted and whined. I pushed down harder on my ass muscles and my hole relaxed enough that the pain went away.

"We better grease this hole up so that you can take me." he said.

And saying so, I felt his fingers leave my ass only to return seconds later, this time smearing my hole with some kind of cold substance. I grunted at the coolness against my hole as I felt his fingers begin sliding into my butthole, putting more and more of the cool ointment up inside me. It certainly made his fingers slide easier and made the whole experience more comfortable for me.

When I was sufficiently 'greased', Matt slid three fingers, slowly up my ass and began spreading them, forcing my asshole to gradually relax. While his fingers were up there moving around, he hit something up inside of me that sent a bolt of sensation through me the likes of which I'd never felt before! I thought I was gonna cum! I cried out in surprise and ecstasy at the feeling!

"Oh, Fuck!" I groaned.

"Yeah, hit your fuckin' joy-button, huh, kid?" Matt chuckled. "Wait 'til my fuckin' cock is strokin' in and out of your butt and across that thing! Gonna make you fuckin' spoonge without even touchin' yourself!"

Without even touching myself? Cum without playin' with my cock? No fuckin' way! That could never happen! But the more he played with my ass, the better it felt. He started to withdraw his fingers at one point and without even thinking about it, my body almost involuntarily pushed back, tryin' to get his fingers back up my fuckin' hole! I then heard another deep chuckle behind me.

"Yeah! You got a hungry ass, kid! You like havin' somethin' up your hole, huh? Well, just hang on. I'm gonna give that butt somethin' to really feed it!" Matt said, his voice somewhat hoarse with desire.

I felt him adding more of the lube to my hole and then I heard the squelch of more lube as he lubed up his cock. The next thing I felt was his blunt cockhead pushing against the opening to my body. Just for a second, I tensed up and then quickly realized what a fuckin' mistake that was! I quickly pushed down HARD on my ass muscles, tryin' to get my ass as relaxed as I possibly could so that his cock wouldn't kill me or split me open.

As it was, his cock slid into my ass as easily as a hot knife through butter. A combination of his really doing well at opening me up, a lot of lube, and my own vegetable experiments had combined to make his entry almost completely painless. He slowly slid his cock deeper and deeper into my guts until I felt his hips come into contact with the back of my legs and could feel his pubic hair tickling the outside of my hole. He was all the way inside of me and I loved it! Fuck! Did that feeling of his thick fuckin' cock filling up my empty shit-chute feel good! Must have felt pretty good to him, too!

"Ahh! Fuck, kid! You got one hot, tight fuckin' butt! Damn! Your fuckin' shithole is tighter than any pussy I ever fucked! And you took it so easy! You sure you never been fucked before?" he asked.

"No! Never!" I groaned.

"Well, you're just a fuckin' natural faggot-slut then, ain'tcha, boy?!" he said.

I wasn't too happy about the 'faggot' part, but I had to admit, that's what I was. As to the slut part...well...I guess I had to plead guilty to that one, too! After all, here I was, naked, bent over the bench in the Varsity Locker Room with the Quarterback's cock shoved all the way up my shitter and lovin' every fuckin' moment of it! And if I thought it was great now, what happened next was beyond anything I'd ever experienced in my life!

Matt pulled his cock back out of my hole a short way and then slammed it back in. Both in and out, his cock slid against whatever that was up my fuckin' shithole which had felt so good when his fingers brushed against it. God! That felt so fuckin' good! I was groanin' but it wasn't in pain!

"Yeah, you like that, don'tcha, kid! Gawd! Your fuckin' ass was made for fuckin'!" Matt groaned from behind me.

"Yeah! Fuck my hole! Fuck my fuckin' shithole!" I moaned.

Matt took it easy on me at first, lettin' me get used to his fuckin' cock screwin' my butt, but eventually he started speeding up - slammin' his cock in my butt faster and faster!

"Yeah! Fuck me! Fuck me HARD!" I screamed out, lovin' every butt-fuckin' moment.

"Yeah! Fuckin' your hole! Fuckin' your tight fuckin' hole!" Matt growled.

His hips began to slam into my butt, harder and hard until I was afraid that there'd be bruises tomorrow! His cock was reamin' my butt so good, slamming into my 'joy-button' over and over again! And fuck if he wasn't right! I was about to cum without even touching myself! I could feel that tingle in my balls tellin' me that I was gonna blow my load any second!

"FUCK!!! I'M CUMMIN'!!!" I screamed out.

My cock started spewing cum all over the bench below me at the same time I could feel Matt's cock swell in my ass and begin to quake in my ass, unloading his baby-batter deep inside of me.

"AHHH!!! FUCK!!! TAKE IT!!! TAKE MY JUICE!!!" He screamed as his cock fucked so much spoonge into my butt I could feel it leakin' out around his shaft and drippin' down my balls and onto the bench below me.

His hand gripped my shoulders hard as he continued to hunch against my ass until, finally, he collapsed over my back, his cock still planted firmly up my butt! I could feel his sweaty body against mine and smell the ripe smell of him. His arms came around me in an almost loving gesture, feeling my chest and hugging me to him. I didn't know what to think of that! I knew that I liked it and that it felt good. I just didn't expect it.

After resting on top of me a while, Matt slowly pulled his still half-hard cock from my ass. I could feel my hole was wide open and could also feel his cum pouring from it. He stood up and walked around to the front of me, presenting his cock, covered with cum and my assjuice.

"Take it in your mouth and clean it off." he ordered me.

I could smell my own ass on his cock and his cum. It was a heady mixture of smells. I opened my mouth and quickly complied. I instantly loved the taste of his cum flavored with my butt! I slurped all over his softening cock until it was as clean as I could get it. I went to pull off but his hands came down on both sides of my head and stopped me. I continued to gently suck on his softened cock, wondering what he was up to? Did he want a blowjob now?

I heard him grunt and then liquid began to fill my mouth. At first, I thought it was cum - but how the fuck could he be cumming? He was soft! Then I tasted it. The liquid was salty-sweet but kind of bitter. Then I realized what it was - PISS! Matt Trower was pissin' in my mouth! I didn't know what the fuck to do so I started swallowin' as fast as I could but I could hardly keep up with the flow of his piss! Matt must have realized the trouble I was havin' because I could feel him tensing up and the piss flow began to diminish from a gushing torrent to a more manageable stream. I stood there, bent over the bench, cum drippin' from my ass and drinkin' piss straight from Matt's cock.

"Yeah, that's it, boy! Drink my piss! Drink down all my fuckin' piss! You're gonna be my piss- pig, ain'tcha?! You're gonna be my own personal urinal from now on!" he advised me.

His flow eventually came to an end and I licked inside his hood, gettin' any errant drops of piss that I could find before he finally took his cock from my mouth. I can't say that I was at all grossed out about it. I mean, I'd pissed on myself before in the shower and even tasted some of my piss to see what it tasted like. Mine, at least in the morning, was a lot stronger than his had been. I have to admit, I found it really exciting to drink his piss. I must have, because I looked down and I was bone hard again! And Matt must have enjoyed it, too, because his cock was well on the way to being boned again as well!

"Well, seems like you really liked that, huh?" Matt said, looking down at me.

"Uhh...yeah!" I grinned up at him shyly.

"Yeah! You're quite the little piss-pig, ain'tcha? I think you and me is gonna get along just fine!" he grinned back, his smile much more confident. "You're just what I been lookin' for, a horny, young pig to train and service me! How'd you like that, kid?"

"Uhh...does it mean I get to do this with you again?" I asked, not wanting to mistake what was goin' on here.

He threw back his head and laughed.

"Yeah, kid, it means you get to do this with me again! A lot!" he laughed.

"Then that's what I want." I said shyly. "It's what I've always wanted."

That stopped his laughter and he looked at me funny for a moment.

"Whadda ya mean? What you've always wanted?" he asked.

"Ever since I came to high school, I been gettin' off on guy's smell and stuff. That's why I volunteered to work around the Varsity Locker Room. I mean, there's a lot of guys on varsity who are...well..." I kind of fumbled.

"They turn your crank, huh, kid?" he smiled.

"Yeah! They do. But not like you! I never dreamed that I'd ever get to be this close to you! I mean, I used to...uhh..." I stopped.

I didn't know if I wanted to tell Matt that he'd been the star of every masturbation fantasy and every wet-dream I'd had since I first saw him!

"You what, kid?" he asked, his face showing his curiosity.

"Well...I....uhh....you see...I jack off...umm....thinkin' about...ahh....you." I said as quietly as I could, almost whispering the last part.

He looked at me startled and then his eyes kind of softened. Then he grinned at me and reached out and tousled my hair with his hand.

"Ya do, huh? Cool! Now you don't have to fantasize anymore cause you're gonna be taken my piss and my cum up your ass and down your throat real regular!" he grinned.

I grinned at this prospect.

"You ready for another load?" he asked.

"Oh, yeah! Fuck, yeah, Matt! Anytime you want!" I enthused.

"That's my good little pig!" he laughed.

Then he asked me somethin' that I never expected.

"Hey, kid! You gotta piss?"

The End of Part One of JOCK HOLES

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