“Hands on the balls”
My cock throbbed inside of dakota. That release of semen was pure euphoria. I glanced down, and dakota looked like sex. he licked his sexy, fat lips and pulled me in for a kiss. His lips were sweet and satisfying.
Santiago kissed the back of my neck. He twisted his finger inside my anus. It pressed against my prostate, and my dick lurched inside of dakota. I let out a groan. Santiago pulled his finger out of my ass. my cock quickly softened and slipped out of dakota’s treasure chest. I fell back on the floor.
“how was it,” santiago asked.
I quickly crawled away from him. he looked confused. He thought i’d be more open after having fucked dakota, but i wasn’t.
I shouted, “stay away from me!”
“you liked that shit,” santiago snapped.
“that was rape. He didn’t want that,” i screamed as i pointed at dakota. “i didn’t want that either. You’re sick and twisted.”
He frowned and clutched his fist, “see yourself out.”
He picked up my clothes and threw them at me. i quickly caught them and got dressed. Dakota sat there quietly, watching. I could tell he wanted to say something, but he didn’t. Santiago turned his back and walked away.
“i got a gift for you,” he said to dakota.
Dakota quickly got up and followed him. i grabbed my phone and headed out of the house. The limo was gone. There was no way in hell i was going to order a lyft or an uber. Santiago was going to cover my trip back home. However, i didn’t want to go back inside. So, i decided to wait and see if the limo would show up.
I don’t know how long i waited outside. All i know is that eventually, i was jolted by a thump from inside the house. I walked back in only to find the room empty. For a moment, i wondered if it had all been in my head till i heard the noise again. I glanced at the spot on the sectional where things with dakota and santiago had taken place. Memories of it all flashed before my eyes as i sat on the floor.
My cock throbbed when i remembered the feel of dakota’s tightness wrapped around my member. The sounds he made danced in my ears. The image of him spreading open, accepting dick, and loving it was burned into my mind. The blood pumping into my cock ran hot as the sun. as much as i didn’t want to remember it or enjoy it, the feelings were strong. I was sinking into the world of queerness.
“oooh fuck,” moaned a voice.
The voice came from upstairs. I wanted to know what it was. so, i slowly made my way up the stairs. With each step i took, i could hear inaudible noises. The second i reached the top of the stairs, i was able to tell the sounds. Someone was moaning. They were real sounds of pleasure. It couldn’t have been dakota. The dude didn’t want it the first time it happened. He had only done it to cover his debt.
I slowly made my way down the hallway. As i inched closer to the end of the hall, the moans became louder. They blended in well with the sound of a bed squeaking. There was definitely some fucking going on.
“pussy so fuckin’ tight,” came santiago’s voice.
I wondered if jessica had shown up sometime while i was standing out front. Then i had a thought. Maybe dakota and santiago were tag-teaming her. the idea of seeing such a sexy woman being taken by two men turned me on. i had blown my chance to tag team her, but i wasn’t going to waste being able to see it in action. Especially since santiago hadn’t called for me a ride home.
The bedroom door was ajar. The light from the room illuminated the dark hall. I carefully placed my hands on the bedroom door and pushed it slightly to get a better look inside. Lying on his back horizontally was santiago. He had his head lifted so he couldn’t see me.
Bouncing up and down on his fat dick was dakota. He looked like he was having the ride of his life. Santiago was running his hands over dakota’s chest. Dakota was stroking his pretty cock as he rode santiago’s cock. The sight stirred my sex drive, passion, and a shocking amount of jealousy. I just didn’t know what i was jealous of or about.
The scene before me was nasty, entertaining, and hot all in one. i couldn’t take my eyes off them. Dakota’s eyes were closed as he surrendered his ass to santiago’s prime beef. It was evident that he enjoyed it. his hard dick was a dead giveaway. He was okay with santiago taking him.
“it’s so fuckin’ deep inside of me,” dakota confessed.
He started to rock his hip back and forth at a faster pace. His neck and chest began to turn red. suddenly he started to bounce up and down on santiago’s cock even faster and harder. I looked up, and dakota’s eyes were right on me. i had been exposed, and that frightened me. i quickly backed away from the door. My reservations about paying for a lyft were gone. I sucked it up and paid for it.
***
The next day, i strolled into the facility feeling like a dead man. i had barely gotten any sleep. I tossed and turned, thinking about everything that had transpired. Each time i closed my eyes, i was inside of dakota. I could still feel his insides throbbing around my penis.
I dragged myself out onto the field. Coach had asked me to come out and watch the practice. Part of me wanted to bury my head in a pillow, and the other part wanted to be a good team player.
Coach shouted, “turn the music on. let’s make these fuckers sweat it out.”
“standing in the way of control” by gossip started playing. Then, something happened that i would have never thought possible. I watched those guys move in their tights, and it was as if my eyes were opened to a new world.
Each and every one of them spewed sex appeal. As they ran up and down the field, my eyes followed their asses. I found myself in awe of the bounce. Dick prints were as far as the eyes could see. thick cocks, skinny cocks, long cocks, and short cocks were on prominent display. My mouth watered as i took in the sight.
As i watched those guys take hits, my sex drive came alive. I wanted to throw myself in between a few of those pile-ups i witnessed. The way they slapped each other on the ass after a score made it all the more delightful.
After practice, the guys hit the shower. I stood off and watched them walk away one by one. i had hoped that santiago would stick around and have a conversation with me. unfortunately, he walked right past me as if i didn’t exist. It was a burn, no doubt, but one that i rightfully deserved. I had accused him of rape when in actuality, it seemed dakota wanted it.
***
That night, i was completely horned up. i needed to fuck. I went out and met a beautiful bombshell. The second we burst into her apartment, we started to make out. her kisses were hungry and zealous. Her body felt warm and smooth in my embrace. We made it all the way to her bedroom without breaking away from our kiss.
She pushed me onto her bed. i propped myself up on my elbows and took in the full sight of her. her dress dropped to the floor, revealing her naked body. She was without blemish or scar. That was just the way i loved my women. Old girl dropped to her knees and crawled over to me. she ran her hands over my thighs. My cock jumped in my pants.
“you want it,” she asked.
“show me what your mouth can do,” i answered.
She unzipped my pants and slid her delicate hand inside. Her small, warm hand wrapped around my member. She then fished my cock out. she rolled her tongue around the head of my cock. I hissed softly, and then she looked up at me. suddenly, she morphed into santiago right before my eyes.
“the fuck,” i shouted as i jumped up.
“what’s wrong,” she asked, confused by my sudden outburst.
Looking at her, i could see she wasn’t santiago, but the damage had been done. My erection was gone, and the spark had been blown. I didn’t know how to answer her question. I quickly stuffed my dick in my pants and made a run for it.
“asshole,” she screamed out behind me.
Another day of practice and felt like déjà vu. i found myself checking out the men once again. Dick prints and asses were in my direct line of sight, and it turned me on. just like the previous day, santiago pretended that i didn’t exist.
His ignoring me felt like a blow to the guts. I refused to be forgotten about or disregarded like yesterday’s trash. After practice, i went to the locker room. I had every intention of cornering him and making him talk. I walked in, and my eyes nearly exploded from all the naked men in the room. Male testosterone was in full effect. I tried to keep my eyes to myself, but i couldn’t help but take in a few sights. Every guy had an amazing body.
I found santiago in the shower, but he wasn’t alone. He was naked and facing a very naked dakota. They were having a conversation under the water. The sight of the two of them so close together in the open was hot. no one knew about what had occurred with dakota but me. they looked like two straight guys just enjoying a hot shower. The sight made my cock hard.
Then dakota turned his head and smiled at me. i closed my eyes and opened them again. It wasn’t dakota. My eyes were playing tricks on me. why was i imagining seeing dakota in the shower, and why was he with santiago? Had they both really turned me out?
I turned and made my way to my office. The second i was alone, i pulled my hard dick out of my pants and began to stroke my cock. I wanted to think about a woman, but i couldn’t. I kept seeing images of naked jocks. The more i visualized them doing questionable naughty things, the hornier i got. before i knew it, i had blown a load all over the place. For three weeks, santiago ignored me. it was cruel and unusual punishment.
At the end of week three, a change occurred. I was miserable and craving for sex. nothing i had done seemed to grab santiago’s attention. I felt myself grow desperate for his approval, conversations, and touches. I wanted to be set on fire, and he had a way of setting me on fire. He was the last to leave that particular day. as he walked down the hall, i jumped out, grabbed his arm, and pulled him into an empty boardroom.
“what the fuck, tyson,” he angrily shouted.
“i’m sorry,” i apologized. “i really needed to speak with you,” i told him as i closed the blinds. I wanted no one to see us.
He sucked his teeth, “fuck for? You want to play more games and accuse me of rape?”
“no,” i said as i shook my head. “nothing like that. It’s been three weeks.”
“what’s your point,” he asked.
Suddenly, i felt nervous, “i don’t know.” i looked down at the ground.
“what the fuck do you want, tyson? I’m staying away like you asked.”
“maybe that’s not what i want,” i shouted out loud.
“you don’t know what you want. This confused act is old, dude. When you make up your mind what you want, go tell it to someone who cares.” he was so cold and bitter.
He started to walk away. I was tired of being ignored by him. i wanted him to see me and know that i had seriously missed being around him. in the heat of the moment, i grabbed hold of his balls. He groaned and stiffened up.
“it’s been three weeks,” i said, much more firm. “i’m sick of you acting like a bitch.”
Something flipped inside of him. i saw the change in his eyes. He still wanted me. i still could intrigue and fascinate him in ways others couldn’t. There was no denying that we made each other question ourselves. We had that undeniable spark and effect on one another.
“well, you have your hands on the balls,” he said as he furrowed his brows. “what’s your next move?”
I pulled him into a deep and powerful kiss. It caught him off guard briefly. He quickly returned my kiss with equal passion and desire. Our tongues danced in each other’s mouths. I dropped to my knees. He looked down at me with his dark eyes. There was intrigue and excitement in his eyes. I ran my hands over his thick thighs and then across his bulge. His cock twitched under my fingers. I knew if i wanted santiago back in my life, i had to play the game. He was a man who was used to getting what he wanted, and he had proven time after time that he wanted me.
I pulled his cock out and took it into my mouth. He let out a whimper as i began to tug on it and give it soft, slow strokes. His member started to become hard, and i took it into my mouth. I used my tongue to push back the foreskin and attack the head of his cock. He let a low growl and rocked his hips back and forth. His dick fucked my throat as i slobbered all over his precious tool.
He sighed, “fuck, papi.”
I pushed him on his back onto the conference table. He spread his legs, and i got on my knees. His tiny hole winked at me. i stuck my tongue out and slowly licked his aching hole. He squirmed in pleasure. The taste of his hole was unlike anything i could have imagined. I dived in between his cheeks and began to devour his booty. I sucked on his hole as if i could suck his soul out of his ass.
“oh shit”, he moaned. “eat me!”
I forced my tongue inside his hole. My tongue spread his walls and lapped his pink insides. Santiago placed his big hands on the back of my head and pushed my face deeper into his hole. I took on the challenge and continued to eat him like he was my favorite piece of cake. His manly odor stained my face. Spit ran down my chin. It was like drowning in an ocean of ass.
I stood up and ran my dick across his puckered, wet hole. He didn’t stop me. he bit his lips and pulled us into another kiss. His hands ran down my back and over my ass. i took that as a sign, and my cock pushed against his hole. He let out a deep breath, and my dick slid right inside of his warm hole.
“oh fuck,” he moaned as he bit his lip harder.
Inch by inch, my cock sank into his hot depths. I grabbed hold of his hard dick and began to fuck him. my hips moved back and forth, pulling my cock in and out of him. his hole wrapped around me like a fitted glove. Each time i pulled out, i pulled his insides out. he dug his nails into my back, and i started to slam into him deeper. My strong and powerful quarterback was taking my dick like a pro. it was so fucking sexy.
“you feel so good,” i complimented.
I pushed him further back on the table and climbed up on top of him. santiago let out a deep moan as i fucked him. his dick swelled harder in my hands. I lifted his legs back, giving me deeper access to his hole. I started to pound him harder. My dick touched a deeper spot inside of his ass. i sat on my knees and watched my long chocolate dick slid in and out of him.
“you’re so fuckin’s deep,” santiago cried. “fuck me harder!”
His ass began to cover my cock in a thick white substance. The more i saw it, the more i wanted it to cover my cock. I moved faster, and my balls pounded against his cheeks, making this loud clapping sound. I dug deeper into his guts. His body shook, and his dick repeatedly slapped his stomach. I pulled out of him, and he instantly ran his fingers across his wet and abused hole.
“fuck,” he laughed. “something about you. i never bottom.”
“it feels so good,” i confessed to him.
He got off the table and kissed me. i spun him around and bent him over. His fat ass looked so delicious bent over and presented as a gift. I pushed my dick back inside of him. his hole clenched my cock, and i quickly started to drive my shit deep inside of him. i plowed his hole over and over. He slammed his hands down on the desk. His moans changed from a deep baritone to a high-pitched opera-like bitch. It turned me on. i fucked him faster. I wanted to hear more of those sounds.
He started to throw his ass back on me. santiago met me stroke for stroke. His ass clapped and shook violently. I propped one leg up and dug deeper into him. i was hitting his spot. He was begging for it like a hot whore. His body was talking and clapping. His moans grew even louder. I quickly pulled out and stuffed a shirt in his mouth.
He cried out, “oh my god!”
I resumed fucking him. his hole felt like it was on fire and molding to my dick. As i fed him my cock, i remembered every time he teased and toyed with me. my blood began to boil, and i fucked him harder and faster. Sweat began to pour off my body. I gripped his hips and slammed him back and forth on my cock.
I was suddenly fucking him with a deep aggression. My dick ravaged and split his hole open. I drilled him like he was a bitch. He kicked his leg backward and tried to run. i had more strength than i realized. I didn’t let him get away. I hammered his hole with a vengeance. He was loose and sloppy wet inside. I rammed him deeper and harder.
“fuck i’m bout to cum,” he screamed.
He, in fact, did cum. his cock swelled, and he let out a load of cum across the floor. I drove my dick into him several more times. Then my dick twitched, and my balls drew up. i bit down on his shoulder and released my hot cum deep in his bowels. I pushed myself deeper inside of him. i wanted my nut far in his guts where no one could ever get to it. i had just claimed santiago’s ass, and my hands were indeed on his balls. Shall we continue…?
