Alpha Tu Beta Chapter 4
Roger turned around and bumped into..
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Alpha Tu Beta Chapter 4
Roger turned around and bumped into the 6’4 frat president.
“Sorry, didn’t see you there,” Roger was nervous. God he was more beautiful close up, Roger thought to himself as he took in the blonde adonis before him.
“You enjoying yourself, sir,” Jake smiled as he looked down at the smaller built man. His smile was friendly and warm.
“Very much so,” Roger responded.
“I’m glad. It is important for us Alpha Tu beta brothers to make sure our guests are happy and pleased,” Jake smiled.
Roger was amazed how wide Jake's shoulders were. The frat president’s chest was smooth and thick with large silver dollar size nipples. Under the massive pecs were chiseled 8 pack abs and a sexy outie belly button. Jake no longer wore the white jockstrap which he wore when Roger first saw him. Instead he wore a tiny red speedo with the university’s swim team logo on it. The speedo proudly displayed a large impressive bulge. His lower stomach had deep v shape cuts that pointed down into the speedo. Pronounced veins ran up from the speedo. Roger could literally count them. Finally, it appeared that over half of Jake’s height was his legs. They were long and smooth, thick and powerful tree trunks. With his smooth body, Roger decided Jake must be a swimmer.
“Are you on the swim team,” Roger suddenly felt his mouth dry as he looked up at the blue eyes.
Jake smiled, “captain of the swim team.”
“You definitely have a swimmer body,” Roger’s eyes traveled back down the muscle Adonis’s body.
Jake leaned in and whispered into Roger’s ear. His breath was warm against the older man’s ear, “Maybe we can go into my office. It is more quiet and private.”
Roger turned to see if Jerry was still with his two country frat boys, but saw the counter empty. He looked to his left and saw the two frat jocks leading Jerry through a door leading to the basement of the house.
Roger turned back, “sure, lead the way.”
Jake took Roger by the hand and led him out of the kitchen. The jock’s hand was large and strong. Roger's eyes lowered and took in the swim captain’s muscle ass. The tiny speedo barely covered the whole ass. The university’s name was stretched across the back of the speedo, however the top half of Jake’s sculpted ass cheeks were exposed. The every thick, ripping muscles of his incredible back, ass and legs flexed as he walked, making Roger harder as he watched and followed.
Jake led Roger across the crowded entrance hall that was transformed into the main dance floor. They squeezed past the hard, sweaty bodies dancing and grinding against each other. Roger brushed against a sexy black jock on the dance floor. He recognized the jock as the top nfl draft prospect from the university, Seth Dante. Roger made eye contact with the highly popular running back’s half opened dark eyes. The football players' full, thick lips were opened in ecstasy. Roger’s eyes briefly scanned down the torso that looked like it was sculpted from black granite, to the exposed black cock. A white fist was wrapped tightly around the large cock. Roger then noticed the man behind Dante. It was then Roger realized that Seth Dante, the best college running back in the country, was getting his famous ass fucked in the middle of the frat house dance floor. The thick black cock was oozing pre-cum as the older white man rammed in and Out of his ass. Roger had often fantasized about seeing Dante in that very position when he watched the college football games. Seeing Dante making a touchdown in those tight, revealing white football pants, always made him so hard. Now seeing the real thing before him, his imagination of what the football player would look like naked didn’t do Seth Dante justice.
Roger continues to follow Jake into the study which the frat perused as his office. As Roger looked around the rather large study, Jake slid the doors closed. The office was surprisingly sophisticatedly decorated for a frat house with push carpet, wood paneled walls, and fine furniture. Only the college pennants banners and the large ATB over the fireplace gave its fraternity connection away. Roger turned as Jake came up behind him. Jake then slowly knelt down in front of the older man and undid Roger’s pants. Roger was breathing heavily as the star swim captain pulled out his cock and engulfed it in his warm tight mouth.
“Oh god,” Roger moaned as the frat president began to suck him.
Jake worked his tongue over the cock head as his lips fastened tight around Roger’s thick shaft. The tall jock was such a good cocksucker, Roger thought as he grabbed hold of the blonde hair and began to fuck the masculine, handsome face. Jake gagged and coughed on the thick cock. He pulled off the cock, only to have Roger pull him back down on it. The younger and stronger muscle jock didn’t fight as the cock pushed down his tight throat. The macho swim captain was coating Roger’s cock with saliva and drool, lubing it.
Jake pulled off the cock and while stroking it, he looked up, “you have a great dick, sir. I want you to fuck me.”
Jake stood up and moved to the desk. Roger watched with his hard cock exposed as Jake peeled the tiny red speedo down over his flawless ass cheeks and down his long muscular legs. After he gracefully stepped out of them, Jake turned and laid back on top of the desk. He then grabbed his massive thighs and lifted his long legs into the air. Roger marveled at the beauty of the jock’s tight hole. It was as smooth as the rest of him. It looked so inviting buried between his sculpted firm ass cheeks, that Roger found himself drawn to it. He moved between the powerful legs and his eyes locked on Jake’s. Roger aimed his cock head at the tight little hole. He had lusted after and was denied by jocks like Jake for so long. They were too masculine, too arrogant, too straight to give someone like him the time of day. Now he is going to have one of the sexiest jocks he has ever seen. With Jake’s sliders hanging from his feet, Roger grabbed the smooth swimmer’s calves and roughly pushed into Jake. With the drool and saliva as lube, Roger slid into the jock’s primed ass. Jake was tight as Roger pushed deeper. Roger knew that he wasn’t the only man that had the frat president’s ass that night and was surprised how tight it still was. Jake threw his head back as Roger found his prostate.
Roger loved the look on Jake’s masculine face, a look of pure pleasure. Roger pulled out and then rammed back. He started to get into a good rhythm, thrusting in and out, each time deeper and harder. Masculine jock Jake was whimpering and moaning as his cock slapped against his stomach each time Roger plowed into him. The jock had pulled his knees up to his huge pecs to give the older man more access to his pussy. Roger continued to watch the expression on the handsome face. Jake’s face became distorted with waves of pain, pleasure, and pressure.
“Fffuck, fuck my straight pussy,” jake moaned.
Roger pounded harder and faster. He was getting off on dominating that jock. Jake’s anal muscles gripped Roger’s cock each time he thrusted deep inside the swimmer’s ass. The ass felt like a vice around his cock. Roger leaned in and wrapped his hands around Jake’s thick veiny neck and muscle layered traps, and plowed harder into the superble ass. They were both covered in sweat. Jake’s golden tanned body was glistening. His muscles were flexing and his vascular veins popping under Roger’s assault. Roger made one last thrust, deep inside Jake. He was bending the flexible jock almost in half. Roger paused. Then with a long lustful groan he came. He leaned against Jake’s extended hamstrings and closed his eyes as he came. He felt the ass muscles milking every drop from him.
Feeling the warm cum filling him, Jake cried out as his cock jerked and he shot his load. The cum arched through the air and landed on the jock’s handsome face and blonde hair.
