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My dick was fully erect throughout the entirety of football practice. All of those hot, toned bodies, drenched in a shiny layer of musky sweat, was enough to send me over the edge and precum inside my unyielding boxer shorts. By the end of the lesson, the fabric around my groin was strained and pulled taut, a bulge causing a tent-like effect I had no control over. I held it, grimacing, knowing I still had to get through the torment of watching my team mates strip naked, their juicy dicks swinging between their legs, as they showered and changed. It was open season but everything was strictly out of bounds, which made me gag for it even more. Just when I thought I was about to explode with jiz, the locker room emptied.

‘Alone at last’ I muttered, pressing my head against the lockers as I pulled out my fully erect cock and began massaging my shaft, audibly moaning, while my cock throbbed in my hands after hours of gagging to be touched.

‘Need help with that?’ a harsh voice growls, forcing his body against mine and pinning me up against the cold, metal surface of the lockers, with no chance of escape.

I gasped as a beefy hand groped my cock, working my balls with his obvious superlative skill. Through the ecstasy came fear. Fear at being caught masturbating in the locker room like the queer I was. Fear at leaking precum all over another man’s bare hands. Hands which were freakishly adept at hardening an already rock-solid cock.

‘What are you-?’ I gasped, moaning as the hands went on to caress my scrotum.

‘Relax. Why are you so tense?’ a hot breath asks, as a moist tongue slips into my ear.

I grunt as he angled his cock, uncut, at least 9 inches and astonishingly firm, between by butt cheeks, his juice oozing down my thighs.

‘You like this?’ he rasps, relentlessly working my shaft, and before I could stop myself, I nodded, overdosing on the thought of him. ‘You want more?’.

Again, I nodded, and without warning he turned me around, purposefully angling his cock against my 7 inch one and thrusting. I saw his face for the first time and recognised him instantly. Connor Foreman, twenty years old (one year older than me), impulsive on the field and a reckless bully at the best of times. His dark hair was styled in a buzz cut and his jaw was chiselled enough cause physical damage should the need arise. Connor was practically twice the size of my queer arse, abs toned as fuck, with forearms that could lift immensely heavy weights and still have the strength to perform an insane number of press-ups afterwards. Slight as I was, I wouldn’t have processed the strength to fight him off. But with each thrust of the hips, I found myself gagging for more.

‘I want to take your v-card’ he grunts in my ear, forcibly hitching my leg up and wrapping it around his hip, causing an explosion of ecstasy to explode inside me as my hole throbbed for penetration. ‘You want me to, don’t you?’.

I nodded my agreement for the third time, finally succumbing to my lifelong urges. I kissed, licked and sucked the hunk of a man before me. It was a frenzied attack, but I didn’t find any moral compass inside me to care. All that mattered was the moans that escaped Connor as I took his hard nipples into my mouth and completely went to town on them. My hands explored his body, experimentally slipping between his ass cheeks, where I felt a single ball of a strand of anal beads protruding from his hole. The discovery turned me on all the more. I mean, who wears anal beads to football practice? While Connor continued to thrust against me, cock slapping against mine, I slowly inched the beads out of his hole. He groaned and moaned as each bead left him, throwing his head back and resisting the urge to spew his load. As the last bead escaped him, I felt him push my head downwards. I obeyed and dropped to my knees hungrily, opening my mouth wide as he shoved his huge cock down my throat. I gagged but sucked like a man dying of thirst, caressing his uncut head with my tongue. I stroked his tip in circular motions with my tongue, as his huge dick began to throb. He face fucked me until I was gasping for air, rugged fingers clasping my hair as he picked up the momentum. Eventually, he forced his dick further into my mouth and it stabbed the back of my throat, causing me to retch. But, I was enjoying being someone's bitch, Connor's bitch, so I picked up my pace, sucking in my cheeks as slid up and down his enormous dick, intermittently wanking him off as a gasped for breath. With my nose pressed against his dark pubes, I, willingly, took his balls into my mouth as well, and guzzled his meat until his cock began to pulsate.

‘Ah! Ah! Ah! Fuck! I’m gonna fucking cum’ he moaned, before releasing his salty load down my throat.

Savouring every juicy rope, I gulped his jiz down without allowing a single drop to go to waste. I felt warm in more places than one, as he groaned-
'I'm gonna ass fuck you so hard, right now. Get your virgin ass on the ground and roll over'.

Like the little bitch I am, I instantaneously follow my orders. I was practically begging for it now. I needed him inside my hole.

'Now bend your right leg up to your chest' he growls, preparing to take me from behind. 'Easier access since you're a tight assed virgin'.

I did as he asked and folded my right leg against my chest as he spread my cheeks and straddled me. He groped my body, playfully tweaking my nipples and biting my neck. I knew he was making me wait for it which caused an explosion of lust to erupt throughout my body, my hole pulsating with passion.

'I want you inside me' I gasp, panting as he sunk his perfect teeth into my sweltering skin, seductly brushing my collar bone with his moist, flexible tongue. 'Now'.

'Spit' he snarls, shoving his brawny hand into my face.

I instantly follow my orders and spit into his expectant hand. In one swift movement, he lubed up my quivering hole, before seizing his dick and tantalisingly rubbed his head against my ass, causing me to groan with pleasure. Finally, he mounted me, dominating me completely, desire transforming into hot steamy passion, as he forced his rock hard dick into my expectant hole. While I cried out, pain tearing through my insides, he moaned with pleasure, my tight ass massaging dick.

'Loosen up' he barks, humping me wildly now.

With each vigorous thrust, the pain eventually subdued somewhat, only to be replaced by sultry rapture as he humped me raw. Dominated with ecstasy, I grasp ahold of my dick and begin wanking myself off, writhing and crying out in pleasure.

'YES! YES! YES!' I pant, basically screaming now as Connor hits my prostate with his glorious, hardened cock. 'HARDER! FASTER! AH! AH! YESSSSS!'.

'You like this? Huh?' Connor growls, his trusts against me becoming harder and stricter, as his huge balls slap against my ass cheeks, wet with a fushion of spit and precum.

I nod eagerly, immediately obeying when he forced my head back by seizing a fist full of my hair, and parted my lips hungrily as he forced his tongue down my throat. As he guzzled and chewed on my tongue and lips, the vain in my dick began to strain, begging for orgasam, as he pulled his dick all the way out of my hole before shoving it back in again, plunging against my prostate repeatedly. I scream out in pleasure, my stiffened dick thobbing in my hand.

'THAT’S IT! THAT’S IT! I'M GONNA CUM! I'M GONNA CUM!' I scream, rigid with passion, the kind of passion that curls your toes and sets your skin on fire.

'I'M GONNA CUM INSIDE YOU!' Connor rasps, blowing his flaming breath against the back of his neck.

'YES! DO IT!' I plead.

Finally, I ejectulate all over my chest and face, steamy ropes of cum smothering me, as my dick throbbed in my exhausted grasp. In the midst of euphoria, I felt Connor release his load up my ass, warm and sopping, filling me up and making me whole, as he collapsed against me, grasping for breath. We lay there, the tell-tale sensation of sex rolling over our skin in electrifying waves. We gripped each other tightly, as I savoured every passing moment, all the while feeling his dick soften inside my hole until it slipped out, releasing streams of juicy cum from between my cheeks.

'Clean up our mess, bitch' Connor barks.

He slumps onto his back as I sucked and licked the cum from his body, taking extra care to slip between his pecs, biceps and six-pack with my tongue to extract our salty concoction and gulp it down. Once I'd completed my task, I melted into the gloriously cool floor, feeling my hole pound and continue to spill the moist remnants of Connor's stellar load.

'See ya next week, bitch' Connor growls, having thrown on his clothes, tucking his huge dick into his boxer shorts and pocketing his discarded strand of anal beads with a seducing wink.

The next moment he was gone, leaving me to comedown from our hot, steamy session. Next week couldn’t arrive quick enough, I thought, panting and licking cum from my lips.

The end! Who wants me to write part 2?