New Jock Tales–Freshman year–Chptr 11–Schools Out !

New Jock Tales—Freshman year—Chptr 11–School’s Out !

Schooooooooools out—-for—-summer !! da da da dat–dadadadat.

Yaaaawweee. Finally ! In spite of my model student athlete status, other than football and cheerleaders, I pretty much hated school. It just wasn’t me, and therefore no plans for college. I bolted out the gym doors, and headed straight for my jeep. I was so proud of it, and had gotten tons of compliments. Canary yellow—Muncie 4-speed. 33” Micky Thompson tires. One bad ass fuckin sound system. Edlebrock intake and carb. I ripped my tee off running towards it, then my kicks on arrival. I hadn’t had the top on the jeep since I bought it. Topless, topless, and barefooted. A proud example for white boi trailer trash—even though we did live in a house:)

I was horny and out to get high, and drunk, and some lucky boi or girl was gonna get 9” of hard jock cock today.

But first, lol, just to recap—

The birthday bash down at the diner two weeks ago was awesome. Mom and the girls went all out, with BBQ and banana pudding. Lots of guys from the team were there, including Brad Duncan. Every time Mandy came to our table, she would smile at Brad, and he would blush. One one trip, Brad bolted for the boys room out of embarrassment. As Mandy approached the table, I said to her “Mandy—-look at that butt ! Ain’t that the cutest butt”? Pointing at Brad. Mandy giggled, and responded “Ya, it is kinda cute”. “Kinda”??? I said in amazment. Tell me you wouldn’t give anything to sink ur teeth into that hard jock meat”! Mandy blushed, and giggled again, just as Brad emerges up the hallway from the bathroom. Dustin, of all people spoke up offering, “I hear he has a big dick too”. Mandy grasped her face, with that girlish “Oh my Gawd”, just as Brad arrives back at the table. “Whut”? Brad asks perplexed. Dustin pipes up again, “Mandy wants to check out ur butt”. Now both are utterly embarrassed at our teasing of them so, pointing towards the back of the diner, I just offer “That table down there is empty”. “Hey mom—Brandy gonna take a break” ! “OK hun”.

As I was eating my pudding, suddenly I had the most kinkiest thought—so I decided to take some home. We all rise, and I leave a fiver on the table for Mandy. Walking back towards them I offer to Brad, “OK homie—we did the prelim work for ya—don’t fuck it up now”.

Exactly three years later to the day, both Brad and Mandy said “I DO”. The entire football team served as honorary best men, in full uniform 🙂 This year will be their 25th anniversary. Just thought I’d throw that in there 🙂

Kirk dropped me and Dustin off at the house, and as promised, I hopped on lil bro’s mt bike and strolled down to his house about 10:00 PM, with pudding in hand 🙂

Kirk welcomed me in, and we head straight for the patio. I asked if he had a beer, and he gave me a hard parental look. I told him it was totally cool, that I would never squeal on a client. “An besides dude, I been drinkin and smokin dope since before Freshman year. . Kirk shook his head, prolly wondering what he had gotten himself into.

Finally giving in, he brings out an ice cold one, and I nearly kill it in one gulp. I instantly strip down in the warm Texas night, and went right to work on my big 9” jock cock. Kirk was still amazed at my gift, and being so young, and non-bashfull at showing it off at any chance. After stroking up a few minutes, and spreading my legs a bit more, I jab my hairy ass-hole with my middle finger, and got the fuck juices flowing. Kirk asked if I wanted another beer, to which I nodded yes.