Stuffed Jock

I was attending college on a full football scholarship.
I was just entering my junior year, but had already attracted
the attention of some pro scouts.

In July, when I reported to training camp, one of the
first things I noticed was, Seth, the new student trainer.
What a fucking hunk. His small frame and boyish good looks
had my eight inch dick hammering with curiosity.

It was customary that the team didn’t show a lot of
respect toward the student trainers, but with Seth being new,
and only a freshman, some of the guys went out of their way
to give the green kid a hard time. Most guys would have
quite the first time they got hit in the face with a sweaty
jock, but not Seth, he just took it in stride and went about
his work as if nothing had happened. I kind of got the
feeling he like that sort of attention. You know, the smell
of cock and balls smothering his face.

I was dying to get to know Seth better, but really
wasn’t sure how to approach him, I mean, I had an image to
uphold. I wasn’t sure how my teammates would react if I
befriended Seth.

The crush I had on our new trainer finally won out. One
afternoon after practice, I returned to the locker room
intending to invite Seth out for a drink. I wasn’t sure he
would come, but I thought it was worth a shot.

The locker room had been put back in order. The
equipment had been put away, and the floor mopped, but Seth
was no where to be found.

I was just about to leave when I heard water running in
the showers. Guys were always forgetting to turn off the
water when they’d finished showering. It drove the coach
nuts. If he came in and discovered it there would be hell to
pay at practice tomorrow. So, hoping to avoid that
possibility, I went to shut off the water.

As I rounded a string of lockers I could see into the
showers. My fucking heart skipped a beat. There, in all his
naked glory, stood Seth, water cascading down his smooth,
thin body. I’d stroked my pud fantasizing about seeing this
hot, little beauty naked, and now here he was, even more
splendid than I’d imagined.

Seth stood with his back to me. He had no idea he was
being watched, so I took my time checking him out. He had an
amazing tan, and a tan line that set my temperamental cock to
twitching. His narrow, bubble butt was white as milk and
his sinewy thighs flexed impressively as he wiggled around
beneath the wheezing spray. With his head tilted back, his
hands descended down his satiny torso, lingering suspiciously
when they reached his groin.

My cock was pounding like a jackhammer, if I hadn’t been
wearing a jock, I think it would have torn right through my
shorts.

Seth’s left hand was now on his chest, but his dawdling
right hand remained in the vicinity of his crotch. I didn’t
want to assume that I’d caught this gorgeous kid playing with
himself, but when I saw his right elbow begin to rock back
and forth, there was little doubt in my mind as to what he
was doing.

I found myself being drawn toward the showers and the
handsome young stud beating his meat. I held my breath,
hoping, praying he would turn around and show me his stiff
cock. The seesawing tempo of his arm increased and the
fibrous cords of muscle comprising his pristine ass grew
tense with manly duress. I knew he was about to pop a nut.

I was tempted to take off my cloths and join him. What
could he do? I had the little shit cold. But that wasn’t my
style. I’d never forced myself on anyone in my life. I
wasn’t going to start with Seth, no matter how badly I wanted
him.

As if he had a sixth sense, Seth stopped jacking off and
glared over his shoulder. It was difficult to say who was
more embarrassed; Seth for being caught jacking off, or me
for being caught watching him. For what seem like an
eternity we just stood there, frozen, staring at one another.

Finally, Seth shut off the shower and reached for a
towel, taking special care to keep his back to me the whole
time. He sighed resentfully as he secured the towel around
his slender waist. “So does this mean tomorrow everyone’s
going to know? He asked, turning to face me at last.

I tried to smile, tried to gain his confidence.
“Believe me, there’s not a guy on this team who doesn’t yank
his crank.”

“Does that include you?” Seth asked. His cock had lost
most of its virile momentum, but still presented quite a
sizable bulge against the front of his towel. For someone
his size he appeared to be exceptionally well endowed.

I snickered, running my fingers through my hair. “It
goes double for me. I pound my pud every chance I get. I’m
afraid I’m addicted to the pleasure it gives me.”

“That makes two of us,” said Seth, reaching down to give
his dwindling organ a playful squeeze. “I suppose I would be
pressing my luck if I finished what I started?”

I looked down at the front of his towel. I could see
his cock was regaining some of its lost momentum. “Please
do, I was rather enjoying the show.”

“You want to watch?” He seemed genuinely surprised.

“Actually, I was thinking about joining you.”

“Are you serious?”

“Sure. Why not? Haven’t you ever jacked off with a
buddy before?”

“Not in a very long time,” said Seth, glancing down
nervously at the enormous ridge of erect cock pressing out
against the front of my shorts. “But if you really want too,
it’s fine with me.”

Seth just stood there blinking in wide eyed wonderment
as I peeled off my cloths. I was eager to display my fat,
pulsating rod, and Seth seemed just as eager to see it. By
the time I removed my jock I was so turned on that a tiny
shimmering drop of pre-cum had seeped from my soggy pisshole.

The lustful dew weeping from my cockhead immediately
caught Seth’s eye. He licked his lips as if it was an
instinctive gesture. I could sense that the hunger I felt
was mutual. I didn’t know how far he was willing to go, but
as for me, my lust knew no bounds.

A passionate rush of excitement traveled up and down my
spine as Seth loosened the towel from around his slender
waist. A rash of goose bumps announced my heightened level
of arousal as his cock was unmasked. My mouth gaped in awe
when I realized fully the exact dimensions of his manhood.
In my wildest dreams I never would have suspected him of
possessing the biggest cock I had ever laid my eyes on.

“My God,” I gasped. “You’re fucking enormous!” I
couldn’t help wondering how it would feel to have his cock up
my ass.