A Hole for a Straight Jock
All characters are 18+
“Open your mouth”.
They were words that I never expected to hear from him. Not whilst he stood in front of me holding almost nine inches of ripe, meaty, bulging cock in his fist. I obeyed, of course. I wasn’t about to turn down the opportunity of a lifetime because Austin Reid bullied me in high school. I opened my mouth and the six foot two, roid-headed frat bro shoved his fat helmet between my lips.
Austin wasn’t a nice guy. He was rude, ignorant, self obsessed and brutish. His life consisted of little more than partying, working out and fucking, so the last thing that I was supposed to be doing was rewarding him with my mouth, but Austin was also incredibly hot, and what’s a nineteen year old nerd supposed to do when offered jock cock on a plate?
“Spit on it” he grunted, as he fucked my face, and I dragged his throbbing boner from my mouth and spat a wad of saliva onto it before sucking it back into my throat. His head hung back as I gagged.
I was surprised, of course, when the same young man whose vocabulary consisted almost exclusively of slurs, messaged me on Grindr. He wanted DL fun, which was code for “if you tell anybody about this, I’ll fucking kill you”, and I was too horny to turn him down.
Austin was naked in my dorm room. His t-shirt, still stinking of the most delicious sweat I’d ever smelled, was thrown onto the floor. He was almost certainly trying to show off his washboard abs, bulging pecs and impressive biceps, but I wasn’t complaining. His shorts and boxer briefs were discarded, too, leaving the jock nude, hard and gasping with pleasure as I impaled myself on his huge cock.
“Suck my balls” he growled, as he squeezed his own nipples. I held his heavy tool in my hand, still stroking him as I buried my face into his sweaty, pungent balls and inhaled the gym-sweat that he’d worked up. My own cock ached between my legs.
He tasted phenomenal. Sharp, bitter, sweet and manly. I licked his hairy nuts like I was addicted to them, because it wasn’t often that a ‘straight guy’ stripped naked in my dorm room, and then he grabbed my head and shoved his cock back into my throat.
“Alright, spread your ass” he gasped, when his cock glistened with pre and spit. I looked up at him from my knees, my chin damp with his fluid, and licked my lips. I was almost shaking with excitement as I turned back toward my bed and pried my cheeks apart. “You got lube?” He asked, stroking himself as he strolled toward my locker and dragged it open. He searched around before finding it, and when he returned, he wasted no time.
Austin drooled lube across my asshole before jamming a finger inside. He wasn’t gentle or slow, he was eager to fuck, and I was the lucky hole. I gasped as he twisted his finger inside and then forced another one in, and then I listened to the wet sound of squelching as he finger fucked me.
“Lift your ass” he said, dragging my hips up until my wet, aching hole was in position. He pushed his hand down on my spine, making me arch as he rubbed his cock head around my rim, and then he squeezed it into my hole and I moaned into my pillow.
Letting a straight guy fuck me was an eye-opener. He didn’t like me. He wasn’t interested in me. He was horny and I was available, and that meant that there was no passion, no spark, no reciprocation. He rammed his length into my guts and I whimpered.
“Can you stop?” He said, pausing as his thick cock stretched my hole impossibly wide. I buried my face in my pillow, gasping and groaning as he dragged himself out and slammed it back in. “Damn, motherfucker!” He spat, yanking his tool back out. “You made me lose my fuckin’ boner. Suck it”.
I spun around on the bed and immediately took his cock back into my mouth. I could taste lube and my ass off it, but that only turned me on, more. I swallowed as much of it as I could and felt him stiffen, again, and a few minutes later, he manhandled me back into position.
“Just… Stop making noise” he said, as he aimed his meat, again, and plunged it back in. I winced and groaned, but Austin ignored it as he grabbed my hips and began to pound me.
The entire bed rocked as he fucked me. The trade-off was quite simple. In return for remaining silent and being little more than a toy for Austin, he fucked me like it was his last day on earth. My eyes rolled back as he jack-hammered my stretched hole, growling like an animal as he sped up.
“I’m cumming in your ass” he told me. It wasn’t a question. Austin wasn’t giving me an option, but luckily, I wasn’t particularly upset about that. I moaned into my fist as he terrorised my prostate, and then, the jock gasped as his cock spewed hot, thick cream into my ruined hole.
I lay there, breathless, as he squeezed out the remnants of his load. The stench of his fresh sweat filled the room, and then he dragged his spent cock from my ass, leaving me gaped and aching, and walked, naked, to the bathroom. I fell limp on the bed, dripping with sweat as my hole clenched around air.
“This stays between us” he said, when he returned, and I watched as the naked jock, with his large cock dangling between his legs, pulled his shorts and underwear back up his muscular legs.
“Yeah” I swallowed, unable to move, “sure”.
“I’m serious” he said, as he dragged his t-shirt over his head. “If you say a word about this–”
“I won’t” I assured him, and he glared at me for a moment before nodding.
“See you next week” he said, and with those words, Austin was gone, and I flipped around, desperate to jerk off with his hot load still sloshing around in my ass.