That's a good slut,” Tim laughed as the big football player ..
🕑 Added 2023-02-02 17:29:33 +0000 UTC
That's a good slut,” Tim laughed as the big football player wiggled his ass. “You ready for the real thing, jockboy?”
The nerd then swaps Trent on the ass with his free hand. The sound of Tim’s bare hand impacting on the fat, yet firm ass cheeks echoed through his tiny apartment. The slap was hard enough to make the nerd’s hand hurt, but he figured it was merely a humiliating discomfort for the muscle bound jock.
Trent groaned, “please, just fuck me.”
His voice was deep and masculine as he begged to be fucked. Tim then pulled his fingers from the stretched jockpussy. The sudden emptiness caused the jock to whimper. Tim then grabbed both ass cheeks and spread them. The jockpussy looked so irresistible as it winked and flexed inappheniation.
“Relax you ass, baby,” the nerd whispered as he aimed his cock, still covered in Trent’s drool and saliva, at the still tight hole.
With the tip of his cock pressing against the jock hole, Tim grabbed hold of Trent’s muscular hips and with all of his strength pushed forward.
“Fffuck, oh shit, man,” Trent yelled as he was penetrated.
Trent pressed his head into the back of the couch to muffle his screams as he was ripped open. Tim didn’t let up and instead pushed deeper.
“Go goddd,” Trent's eyes rolled into his head as Tim’s huge cock rammed against his prostate.
Tim smirked as he eased out, half way and rammed back into the big ass.
“Ugh, awe, Fffuck,” Trent was loud and vocal as he was fucked over and over.
His cock remained rock hard, throbbing. The big masculine football player had no idea getting fucked would feel so good. The initial pain of getting fucked for the first time was short live and faded. He was now feeling pure pleasure.
Tim reached out one hand and grabbed Trent by the hair to pull the jock’s head up, “you like being my bitch?”
With his free hand he slapped the side of Trent’s ass.
“Fffuck, yeah. Fffuck me harder,” Trent yelled and pushed his ass backwards.
Tim rode the huge ass harder. Pounding in and out of Trent, while slapping the powerful thigh muscles. Each time Tim pulled out and slammed back in, he drove deep and harder into the jock.
“You jocks are built to be fucked hard. To take it,” Tim grunted.
“Fuck, yeah. I can take it, harder,” Trent groaned and flexed his ass muscles around the nerd’s cock.
Then to Trent’s confusion and disappointment, Tim pulled out of the ruined jockpussy. He tried with all of his strength to flip the muscle bound jock over but he was no match for the bodybuilding football player’s size.
“Turn around and lay on your back,” the nerd ordered in frustration and slapped Trent on the ass again.
Trent quickly obeyed and turned around to lay on his back. He then obediently let the nerd pull his powerful legs up until his knees rested on his massive chest. Tim gripped the football player’s ankles and rammed his cock back into the jockpussy. Trent once again cried out, this time in pleasure. Tim looked down at the big alpha jock as he continued to ram in and out of him. Trent’s handsome face was showing pure pleasure. Their eyes then locked as Tim pushed deeper and deeper. Tim let go of one leg and let the massive leg rest of his skinny, bonely shoulder as he wrapped his fist around Trent’s throbbing cock. He then aimed the cock at Trent’s handsome face and began to pump it.
“Fffuck,” Trent moaned, thrusting his hips into the air to fuck Tim’s hand.
As Trent fuck Tim’s hand, he tightened his ass muscles around the nerd’s cock.
“Ugh, ffffk,” Trent moaned and shot his load,
Trent’s cum shot out of his cock and arched through the air. The cum landed on his huge smooth pecs and on his masculine face in large gobies. As he came hard and long, his ass muscles clamped down on Tim’s cock, milking it. Tim was deep inside the jock, when he let out a loud moan and came. Tim continued to thrust in and out, making sure the jock got all of his seed. He finally collapsed on top of Trent. Trent’s legs slid down and wrapped around Tim’s skinny, pale body, with the nerd’s cock still deep inside him. The big, hard muscles and smooth flawless skin felt good as the nerd rested his head on the large, thick pecs. With his head on Trent's chest, Tim could hear the jock’s steady breathing beneath him. After Tim recovered, he lifted himself off and smiled at his new jock slave. Trent looked so slutty and hot to Tim, with cum running down his masculine face.
When Tim stood up, Trent's eyes once more fell to the nerd’s cock. Without having to be ordered to, Trent slid down onto his knees and began to lick the cock clean. Tim looked down at him in triumph. For the rest of the evening, into the night, Tim proceeded to fuck the jock in every position he could think of.
The next morning, Trent woke to his cell phone beeping. He found himself in Tim’s bed, with the small nerd spooned up behind him with a skinny arm draped over his muscular torso. Without trying to disturb Tim, Trent reached over to the night stand to pick up his phone. Tim's body was dwarfed by the tall football player with his head buried between the broad, shredded back.
Tim kissed the ripped back, “who is it.”
Trent put the cellphone back on the nightstand, “my girlfriend.”
Trent felt Tim’s cock poking his ass again. Tim reached his skinny arms around the muscular torso, pulling Trent closer. As Tim kissed across the wide back and grind his cock deeper between the plump cheeks, the phone beeped again.
“Damn, I better go,” Trent pulled away.
Trent got up and stood naked with his beautiful ass facing the bed while Tim continued to lay there. He watched the star running back look around the apartment for his clothes. Finally after Trent redressed into his practice gear from the morning, he stood at the door, looking like the tough, sexy football player he did when he first came into the apartment.
“Can we,you know, do it again soon,” the normally cocky jock sounded unsure and nervous.
“Definitely, bro,” Tim smiled. He rarely used the word “bro” and felt silly for saying it. “Don’t forget the essay.”
Tim got out of the bed, his hardon had returned. He approached Trent and was about to kiss him, when Trent instinctively pulled away.
“A, I have to go,” Trent turned and hurriedly left the apartment, stop just enough at the desk to pick up the essay.
