Jockboy69
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My name is Pete and I’m a college sophomore. Little did I know that I’d be going to college on a wrestling scholarship. You see, growing up I was always the scrawny little boy that the other boys teased. I was somewhat of an anomaly. I was short for my age but made up for it in other ways — I had a larger than average dick for my age and I was uncut. I was constantly bullied by the other boys until I hit my growth spurt — my muscles filled out and I started growing chest hair and pubes. My once oversized cock was now more proportioned with the rest of my body although I was still way above average (I’m around 7” soft and 10” hard). Where I was once ridiculed, I was now envied for being such a stud. This is also when I started wrestling and found out that I was good at it. I eventually became captain and all-state champion.
In one of my college classes, I was required to pair up with a fellow student in the class to work on a class project. I ended up getting paired with Keith. While I was a freshman, Keith was a sophomore on the gymnastics team. We knew each other a little as we’d run into each other in the locker room after practice. He suggested that I come over to his place (he lived off campus) to work on the project this coming weekend. Although it was winter and extremely cold outside, he warned me that his place got really hot because he couldn’t regulate the radiator very well.
I bundled up and took the subway to his place. He lived in a small studio apartment. There was a kitchen, a small table with two seats and a futon which I presumed became his bed. Although it was below freezing outside, he was wearing shorts and a T-shirt because his apartment was really warm. We got to work spreading out on the kitchen table and got very absorbed in our work. During our intense concentration, we didn’t realize that a freak snowstorm had come in creating a snow emergency that shut down all transportation. I was stuck here for the night. He told me not to worry — I was welcome to spend the night as long as I didn’t mind sharing the futon. I thanked him, as I didn’t really have a choice. He made us some dinner and we watched some TV before calling it a night. He gave me a towel and a toothbrush and told me to get washed up for bed while he set up the futon. When I was finished washing up and exited the bathroom, I saw that the futon had been folded down and made into a bed. I also saw that Keith had stripped down to his underwear. Our bodies were quite similar, We were both around 5’11” with nice muscular definition. That’s where the similarities ended. While I was dark-skinned and hairy, he was fair-skinned and smooth like alabaster. He was wearing a pair of black bikini briefs that beautifully cupped the orbs of his ass. It also accentuated his package. Having seen him naked in the showers after practice, I knew that he had a nice, average-sized cut cock. I could feel my cock beginning to stir in my…
“Crap,” I thought to myself. I couldn’t sleep in my jeans. You see, I wasn’t wearing underwear. I was wearing a jock. Although slightly embarrassing, I figured Keith had seen me naked so what the hell. I stripped out of my T-shirt and jeans. Keith came out of the bathroom while I was standing there in my jock. Did I see him grin? Anyhow, we crawled onto the bed. The heat was still going so we just slept on top of the covers. I was sleeping on my side and during the night, Keith rolled over. His arm came around my body. I could feel his warm body next to mine and his gentle breath on the back of my neck. His breathing was at an even pace so I figured that he was still asleep. It actually felt good. I gently pushed into him to snuggle a little more. To my surprise, I could tell he was hard. I could feel his stiff cock through his underwear in between the cleft of my ass. My surprise didn’t end there. I soon felt his hand reaching into my jock and freeing my hard dick. He began playing with my foreskin, sliding it back and forth over the head of my prick. The tip was moist with precum allowing my foreskin to slide back and forth easily. I turned my head towards him. Our lips met. Our tongues darted in and out of each other’s mouths. Keith eventually broke away and started working his tongue down my chest in between my pecs. I felt his tongue swirl around my nipple and then continue down my abs. His fingers slipped under the waistband of my jock and guided it off. My hard cock, now free from the confines of the jock, slapped up against my body.
“Fuck,” he said, “you’re even bigger than I thought when you’re hard. I’ve been waiting to do this for a long time.” I felt his lips encircle the tip of my cock as he slurped on my dick stretching my foreskin. He gently nibbled on it and managed to slip his tongue in between my hood and cockhead all the while massaging my ballsac. I was in heaven. He alternated with sucking my shaft and sucking on my ample nut sac before lifting me up and fucking my hole with his tongue. He spat into my manhole and began working a finger into me. It hurt but I wasn’t going to tell him to stop. While he fingered me, he also returned to sucking my dick. Although he gagged, he managed to take my entire shaft down — I could feel his throat squeezing my cock. As he went up and down my dick, he continued to work his first one then two fingers up my ass. Then it happened — he hit my prostate. The combination of his deft fingerwork and talented mouth pushed me over the edge. My cock erupted shooting volleys of manjuice into Keith’s mouth. I had never cum so much — there was so much that Keith couldn’t swallow all of it. The excess jizz leaked out of the sides of his mouth. Although I had bust my nuts, Keith wasn’t finished with me because he hadn’t shot his load yet. He reached down and magically produced a bottle of lube and a condom. He tore open the packet and expertly sheathed his cock and lubed it up. He applied more lube to his finger and slipped his fingers up my mancunt. He pulled me up onto my hands and knees and guided his stiff prick into my ass. I thought his fingers hurt — it was nothing compared to feeling his dick split me apart. I buried my face in the bed and howled in pain. It didn’t last long because pain gave way to pleasure. He pumped into me — I could feel his ballsac slap against mine. He picked up the pace. It didn’t take long for him to reach the point of no return. He slammed into me as he shot his load — I could feel the condom swell inside of me. He slowly pulled out of me and we both collapsed into a sweaty mess on the bed.
When I woke up, I was still wrapped in Keith’s strong arms. He was still asleep but I could still smell the aroma of cum, sweat and mansex. Keith stirred, smiled at me and kissed me. He told me that he’d been hoping to fuck me since first seeing me naked in the locker room. I could feel his dick hardening so I took it into my mouth and sucked him until he rewarded me with his spooge.
Keith was the one to introduce me to the joys of mansex. We became best friends and eventually roommates. Although we shared an apartment, we realized that we loved each other as brothers and not lovers. We both slept with other guys but occassionally would have sex with each other. Because he was more experienced, he became my sexual mentor and I learned something new each time we had sex.
In one of my college classes, I was required to pair up with a fellow student in the class to work on a class project. I ended up getting paired with Keith. While I was a freshman, Keith was a sophomore on the gymnastics team. We knew each other a little as we’d run into each other in the locker room after practice. He suggested that I come over to his place (he lived off campus) to work on the project this coming weekend. Although it was winter and extremely cold outside, he warned me that his place got really hot because he couldn’t regulate the radiator very well.
I bundled up and took the subway to his place. He lived in a small studio apartment. There was a kitchen, a small table with two seats and a futon which I presumed became his bed. Although it was below freezing outside, he was wearing shorts and a T-shirt because his apartment was really warm. We got to work spreading out on the kitchen table and got very absorbed in our work. During our intense concentration, we didn’t realize that a freak snowstorm had come in creating a snow emergency that shut down all transportation. I was stuck here for the night. He told me not to worry — I was welcome to spend the night as long as I didn’t mind sharing the futon. I thanked him, as I didn’t really have a choice. He made us some dinner and we watched some TV before calling it a night. He gave me a towel and a toothbrush and told me to get washed up for bed while he set up the futon. When I was finished washing up and exited the bathroom, I saw that the futon had been folded down and made into a bed. I also saw that Keith had stripped down to his underwear. Our bodies were quite similar, We were both around 5’11” with nice muscular definition. That’s where the similarities ended. While I was dark-skinned and hairy, he was fair-skinned and smooth like alabaster. He was wearing a pair of black bikini briefs that beautifully cupped the orbs of his ass. It also accentuated his package. Having seen him naked in the showers after practice, I knew that he had a nice, average-sized cut cock. I could feel my cock beginning to stir in my…
“Crap,” I thought to myself. I couldn’t sleep in my jeans. You see, I wasn’t wearing underwear. I was wearing a jock. Although slightly embarrassing, I figured Keith had seen me naked so what the hell. I stripped out of my T-shirt and jeans. Keith came out of the bathroom while I was standing there in my jock. Did I see him grin? Anyhow, we crawled onto the bed. The heat was still going so we just slept on top of the covers. I was sleeping on my side and during the night, Keith rolled over. His arm came around my body. I could feel his warm body next to mine and his gentle breath on the back of my neck. His breathing was at an even pace so I figured that he was still asleep. It actually felt good. I gently pushed into him to snuggle a little more. To my surprise, I could tell he was hard. I could feel his stiff cock through his underwear in between the cleft of my ass. My surprise didn’t end there. I soon felt his hand reaching into my jock and freeing my hard dick. He began playing with my foreskin, sliding it back and forth over the head of my prick. The tip was moist with precum allowing my foreskin to slide back and forth easily. I turned my head towards him. Our lips met. Our tongues darted in and out of each other’s mouths. Keith eventually broke away and started working his tongue down my chest in between my pecs. I felt his tongue swirl around my nipple and then continue down my abs. His fingers slipped under the waistband of my jock and guided it off. My hard cock, now free from the confines of the jock, slapped up against my body.
“Fuck,” he said, “you’re even bigger than I thought when you’re hard. I’ve been waiting to do this for a long time.” I felt his lips encircle the tip of my cock as he slurped on my dick stretching my foreskin. He gently nibbled on it and managed to slip his tongue in between my hood and cockhead all the while massaging my ballsac. I was in heaven. He alternated with sucking my shaft and sucking on my ample nut sac before lifting me up and fucking my hole with his tongue. He spat into my manhole and began working a finger into me. It hurt but I wasn’t going to tell him to stop. While he fingered me, he also returned to sucking my dick. Although he gagged, he managed to take my entire shaft down — I could feel his throat squeezing my cock. As he went up and down my dick, he continued to work his first one then two fingers up my ass. Then it happened — he hit my prostate. The combination of his deft fingerwork and talented mouth pushed me over the edge. My cock erupted shooting volleys of manjuice into Keith’s mouth. I had never cum so much — there was so much that Keith couldn’t swallow all of it. The excess jizz leaked out of the sides of his mouth. Although I had bust my nuts, Keith wasn’t finished with me because he hadn’t shot his load yet. He reached down and magically produced a bottle of lube and a condom. He tore open the packet and expertly sheathed his cock and lubed it up. He applied more lube to his finger and slipped his fingers up my mancunt. He pulled me up onto my hands and knees and guided his stiff prick into my ass. I thought his fingers hurt — it was nothing compared to feeling his dick split me apart. I buried my face in the bed and howled in pain. It didn’t last long because pain gave way to pleasure. He pumped into me — I could feel his ballsac slap against mine. He picked up the pace. It didn’t take long for him to reach the point of no return. He slammed into me as he shot his load — I could feel the condom swell inside of me. He slowly pulled out of me and we both collapsed into a sweaty mess on the bed.
When I woke up, I was still wrapped in Keith’s strong arms. He was still asleep but I could still smell the aroma of cum, sweat and mansex. Keith stirred, smiled at me and kissed me. He told me that he’d been hoping to fuck me since first seeing me naked in the locker room. I could feel his dick hardening so I took it into my mouth and sucked him until he rewarded me with his spooge.
Keith was the one to introduce me to the joys of mansex. We became best friends and eventually roommates. Although we shared an apartment, we realized that we loved each other as brothers and not lovers. We both slept with other guys but occassionally would have sex with each other. Because he was more experienced, he became my sexual mentor and I learned something new each time we had sex.
