GAY
STORIES:
A Linebacker's Diary
Chapter Three: After Practice
A
week or so after the locker room incident we had a
game, which we won by a landslide. Coach noticed a
few play problems though and called an additional
practice Friday afternoon to polish out the game.
After practice Brad said that he wanted to do some
weightlifting. I agreed, and said I would join him.
So, after practice, we both went to the weight room.
There were a few other guys there. I lied down on
one of the bench presses and did a few sets, by the
time I finished; I noticed that the other guys had
gone. I saw Brad sitting at the military press and
he looked at me and jerked his head in the direction
of the back storeroom. I nodded and smiled. We went
into the storage room and locked the door behind us.
It was pretty large and there was a lot of room to
move around. We were still in our gear, and he reached
down into his jockstrap and pulled out his cup, I
did the same. I watched him rub his package through
his uniform and I got so hard watching him. He walked
over to me and got down on his knees. He rubbed his
nose in my crotch nuzzling the growing bulge in my
jock. I undid the strings on my uniform and pulled
the shorts down a little to expose my jock. He did
the same except he pulled his cock under one of the
straps.
"Lick it man!" He said, I did as I was told.
When it was nice and wet he said, "Hey buddy,
you know why jocks don't cover the ass?" He then
pushed me on my back on a table with unexpected force.
I loved it. He adjusted our gear so we were comfortable
and so he could get access to my asshole. He took
his hard cock and pushed it into my ass. He pumped
me hard all the way through, my pads hitting the table
with each thrust.
"Shit man fuck me harder!" I grunted, "Fuck
yah!" It felt so good. I could feel his big cock
sliding in and out of my asshole with each powerful
jolt from his muscular body. Brad began to slow down.
"Fuck buddy I'm gonna cum!" He grunted,
"Ohhhh.Fuck!.Fuck!" He snarled as he pumped
me harder and harder. "Oh yah! Fucking hot jock!"
I could feel him shooting his load in me.
"You better not be too tired" I jumped up
from the table and pushed him down on my jockstrap
which was by now soaked with precum. I pulled my cock
out of my wet jock and shoved it in his mouth. He
fingered my cum-soaked ass, and played with my balls.
After being fucked I could hardly take it I felt like
I was gonna cum right away. I pumped his mouth with
my tool and he played with my balls. I told him to
jack me off. He put his right hand around my cock
and jacked it with his muscular arms. I couldn't take
it anymore. I grunted and blew a massive load all
over his face and jersey. By the time I finished cuming,
the front of his uniform was almost entirely covered
in cum! We both took off our cum-drenched gear and
walked out of the storeroom. We got dressed and I
came over to his house again.
Chapter
4: A Wonderful Relationship, and Story Conclusion
Believe
it or not, this story is true. As I type this eight
years later, my husband looks over my shoulder and
says "I remember that!" I ended up becoming
a computer science major, but Brad-still fulfilling
his love of football-coaches at a high school and
is a trainer for professional football players. Brad
and I are still very much in love and occasionally,
to relive old times; we put on out high school football
uniforms (yes they still fit) and relive some of the
more intimate moments of football practice.
Signed
Mike Taylor and Brad Harding.
THE
END
