New Jock Tales–Freshman Year–Chptr 10–Sweet 16, Pt 2

New Jock Tales Freshman year—Chptr 10–Sweet 16 PT 2

I grab my shaft, and start rubbing my thumb across my piss slit—causing my ‘fuck juice’ to start streaming down over my fist. I oozed a lot of juice, that not only myself, but most others as well loved. Kirk uttered a low ‘ohhh’ , and I gave him a grin as I continued a slow stroke, up and down my thick meaty jock cock.

Bringing my left hand down, I began tickling the hairs on my balls, and tightening the grip on my dick. Picking up the pace just a bit, I relaxed my back and head, and just kinda slumped down in the lounge chair. Using the first three fingers of my hand, I start rubbing my balls in a circular motion, and closing my eyes began a low moaning—mostly for dramatic effect 🙂

Kirk whispers “oh my god” as I bone up to my full 9”, and I flash another slight grin. I guess I was more horny than I thought, being how I hadn’t yet jacked off that morning. As my toes began to curl upwards a bit, and stretching my calf’s, I spread my legs a bit more, I picked up the pace even more, now pulling my pulsating cock at a moderate pace. I started a slight ‘grunt’ with every few strokes, kinda like ‘uhh—-uhhh-uhhh’ and Kirk responds with another soft ‘fuck’. I open my eyes, and tilt my head upright, and flash Kirk my best shit-eatin Elvis grin. “Here it cums”. Dropping my head back, and clenching my teeth, I squeeze my thick vein engorged cock, and began to beat the fuck out of it. With thighs trembling, and abs at full ‘pop’, I arch my back up slightly, and then, BAMM.

Three unbroken ropes of thick jock baby batter go flying over my head—even over the back of the lounger.