It was the championship game for the Hadrian Academy’s Cadet..
🕑 Added 2022-12-11 02:00:43 +0000 UTC
It was the championship game for the Hadrian Academy’s Cadets, and Cabe was determined to make it a win. The short, 5’6” running back got the ball and ran for a touchdown in the last seconds of the game, winning it. His teammates gathered around him, cheering and congratulating him.
In the locker room, the football players were still celebrating and dancing as they were in various stages of undress. They are use to winning. The Academy under Coach Davis had a long reputation of championship and bowl wins, and producing the best, top skill players. Cade was one of the best. The blonde running back was about to take off his football pads and uniform when the coach yelled for him from this office door.
“Cade, get in my office,” the burly coach yelled.
The locker room fell silent and the players turned their heads to Cade. The blond running gave a cocky smirk and walked confidently to the coach’s office. Before entering the coach’s office, Cade turned and winked at his fellow jocks causing them to whistle and cheered him. They all know what goes on in the coach’s office.
Coach Davis closed the door behind them, “great play, Cade.”
“Thanks, coach,” Cade answered as he checked himself out in the full-length mirror in the coach’s office.
Cade put his arms in front of him and flexed. Damn, I look good, Cade thought. His arms were bulging and their thick veins were pumped. He knew he was hot and cocky, but he has all the right to be. He was the best player on the team, and definitely the sexiest. Coach came up behind him and grabbed Cade’s firm jock ass through the tight white football pants. The older man’s hands felt good as they kneaded and massaged Cade’s thigh glutes. Cade has to admit he going to miss those post game fucking. It's hard to believe it's been four years since the coach took him under his arm and personally trained him to be the best football player in the state and the best cocksucker in the county.
Cade moaned as the coach nibbled on the thick cords of muscles of his neck while reaching around the shorter jock’s lean waist. Coach’s hands moved his hands up, stroking the smooth, tight sculpted abs, which Cade was so proud of and enjoyed showing in the choptop jerseys he wore. The boy was so hard as his cock was trapped under his cup, jock, and tight football pants. Cade pushed his bubble ass backwards, grinding against the coach's crotch. He could feel the coach's cock was hard as well, poking his ass through the khakis, coach wore.
It was then that there was a knock on the door. Neither man felt nervous and instead Cade continued to grind his ass against the coach's crotch. The door opened and Mr. Peters struck his head in the door, “I’m I late.”
“No, not at all. We were just getting started,” coach playfully thrusted his hips against Cade’s ass.
The history professor stepped into the office and closed the door, “good. I saw your quarterback coming out of the shower on my way in and reminded him that he had some extra credit to earn.” The nerdy older man laughed as he undid his tie and pulled off his jacket.
Coach laughed, “I will remind Cody.”
Cade knew he wasn’t the only one on the team that the men were fucking, but the jock didn’t care. He knew he was the best both men had. When Peters came over and removed his blazer jacket, Cade bent forward to undo the Professor’s pants. As he did so, he pushed out his ass further against the coach's crotch. Coach Davis had encouraged his players to make their professors very happy and volunteer for “extra credit” to ensure they make the grades to stay on the team. Cade pulled out Peters’ fat cock and wrapped his pink lips around its cockhead.
Peters grabbed Cade’s blond hair, “that mouth is always pure heaven.”
While Peters was enjoying Cade’s sweet mouth, Davis slowly peeled down the thigh football pants over the jock’s full powerful hips and round bubble butt, slowly exposing the pale, smooth ass cheeks. The jockstrap framed the marble like ass cheeks perfectly, holding the muscular glutes tightly. Cade wiggled his jock ass for his coach while keeping his mouth firmly in the history professor’s mouth. Coach Davis unbuttoned his khakis and pulled out his thick, large cock. He gripped the jock boy’s hips and aimed his cock between the powerful, tight ass. Feeling the coach's fat cock pressing against his boypussy, caused Cade to moan over the cock in his mouth and push backwards. Cade sucked faster and harder the cock in his mouth as he felt the coach’s cock sliding into his hole. He felt so good being used by the two men. Jocks like Cade were for other men's pleasure. The jock boy was working his tight throat and tight anal muscles over both cocks at the same time.
“Your jock boys are such hot boy sluts,” the Professor moaned.
“That, what makes them winners,” coach grunted as he slammed in and out of Cade’s beautiful ass.
Cade’s boy cock was throbbing and leaking in the confining cup and jockstrap. He was relieved when the coach's hands reached under him and pulled out the cup. Coach then tossed the cup on to his desk. However, Cade’s cock was still trapped in the satin-like white underarmour jock pouch. Coach gripped Cade’s shoulder pads while the Professor grip the boy’s blonde curls. His muffled moans and tight jock muscles were driving the men in lust. They pounded and thrusted deep into his mouth and ass. All along he was flexing his smooth sexy body.
Professor Peters was the first to cum. He shot his load deep down Cade’s throat and the jockboy took it all, gulping it down hungrily. Some of the cum bubbled out of his mouth and leaked down his smooth face.
Swallowing the older man’s cum made Cade so horny that he couldn’t hold off any longer. He erupted filling his jockstrap with his own load. He came so much that it soaked through his jockstrap and ran out of the sides. As he came his anal muscles clamped down on Coach’s cock and began to milk it. Coach grunted and came deep inside his star running back. The two men pulled out of Cade and let the exhausted jock slide to the floor like a rag down. Through half dazed eyes, Cade looked up at the two men towering over him, with their cocks pointing at him, coated with cum. He lifted his tight, used body onto his knees and proceeded to lick both cocks clean.
“I’m going to miss that one,” Professor Peters ruffled Cade’s curls as the boy busily continued to lick them clean.
“You can always take him as one of your houseboys,” the coach responded.
“You think so,” Professor replied excitedly.
“Sure, the boy is good on the field but not pro quality. And he is not very brilliant for anything else besides football and being a good slut boy,” the two men laughed.
The coach’s words have no impact on Cade who merely smiled up at the two men. When Cade emerged from the coach’s office in only his soiled jockstrap he was greeted by cheers, whistling, fist bumps, and slaps on his used back and ass.
