Date: Sun, 23 Jul 2006 20:41:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: Hardly Cored <hardly_cored@yahoo.com>
Subject: Satisfied Moose

It all started out pretty innocently actually. Schoolboys are notorious
for teasing each-other, especially the larger and older teasing the
younger and smaller. It was never supposed to go any farther than some
harmless pranks and hardcore sexual innuendo. I never dreamed it would go
any further, even if it actually got that far, but I certainly would have
never believed that I would be partly to blame.

My name is Christopher, never Chris, if you please. I am 17 years old and
have recently started my senior year of high-school. I am 6'2 and 210
pounds of solid jock muscle. I am your all around American boy. I play
for our state champion basketball team where I specialize on defense and
3 point shots. I have been the quarterback on our school's football team
since I was a sophomore and this is completely unheard of. I even
wrestled a little bit in my freshman year but decided it really wasn't
for me. In a town this small and with a athletic resume like mine, I
guess you could say I am sort of a local hero. I can't even go to the
video store without being mobbed by junior high kids and the parents of
less athletic boys at our school or of girls that I have dated. With my
squared jaw, messy all-American thick blond hair, bright green eyes,
sports sculpted physique and a thick beard I have been shaving since 8th
grade you can bet that I have dated, and probably fucked, most of the
girls in our town. I doubt their dads would be flocking to me so readily
if they knew that little secret.

I have a reputation in our town. If your elderly mother needs someone to
cut her grass, paint her fence or stop by the grocery, you can bet, I am
your man. I try to be a productive member of my community even if I am
only what most consider a boy. This is my home town, this is my life,
this is all that I know.

I also have another, more unsavory, reputation with the high-school
set... both boys and girls. The girls all know that when I ask them out
on a date that, although I am not looking for a long-term relationship,
they will have a fantastic night out in our small town and will probably
have a better time in my family's barn before going home. It has always
worked that way and I can't say that I have ever been turned down. I have
probably dated and fucked more girls at 17 than most of the grown men in
my town. I like girls and screwing one of their pussies raw is way better
than jerking out a load of my own. I prefer not to beat off and do it
very rarely.

With the boys? Well... it is a whole other kind of reputation. There has
never been a male, other than my dad of course, who has ever seen me with
a hard-on. When I am hard my abs slope down into the coarse brownish
blond pubic hair that covers the base of my 7.25 inch boy cock. It does
not grow a whole lot when it gets hard but none of the boys know that. What
they do know about the kid they call Moose, and have since the first gym
shower in 7th grade, is that my hanging cock is over 6.5 inches long, as
thick soft as it is hard and swings around my thighs to beat heavily on
my thighs as I strut around the locker-room. From the time the first kid
said, "Hey look at that moose-cock !" the name stuck and so did the
reputation. Since I have talked sex with all my friends, I know that they
all believe that my dick grows to some incredible proportions when it is
hard. I hear jealousy from most of the guys I talk to. Unlike me, a lot
of these guys have been hard at one time or another in the locker-room
and, what they do not know is, a few of them are quite a bit bigger than
I am. My best friend for example is probably an entire inch bigger than
me when erect but, like the other boys, his dick looks pretty thin when
soft and hangs real thin at about 3.5 inches. I guess, like all of life,
the truth is really just perception. Still... not a bad reputation to be
saddled with. <grin grin>

I would not say that I am the most popular kid at my school but, by the
same token, I would challenge anyone else who thought that they were. One
of my problems, and the source of my popularity, is that I often times go
along with the crowd. A lot of times, in an attempt to be cool, I will
even pick up something someone else starts and run with it on my own.
Sometimes what is meant as just a joke can get really out of hand. And so
it is with the beginning of this story...

As a senior I was not required, or in most cases expected, to take a gym
class. Of course all of the jocks in my school took what is called
advanced phys. ed. after our two semesters of required P.E. were
completed our freshman year. It is a pretty hard class but we are pretty
hard boys. A lot of times we have just enough time to shower and dress
before our next class and not even that most times. With this in mind,
all of the seniors in advanced phys. ed. have a lunch or study hall
immediately following. This way we can take or time getting our showers
and sometimes even have time for more hard work provided by our asshole
coach.

We ran over the very first day of classes. As we entered the locker-room
to peel off our gym outfits and sweaty jockstraps the next class was
already there getting ready. I have to say that I enjoyed flaunting what
everyone believed was a huge cock and could not wait to see the looks on
the faces of these freshman when they saw a real man's cock. My pride was
to be my downfall...

As I went to my locker, the same one I had since I was a freshman, I
noticed that the young kid next to me was easily a foot shorter and a
hundred pounds lighter. I think that he was really more of a kid than
most of the other boys in the room. Undeveloped and scared looking.

As I was pulling my jock off I was joking back and forth with a couple of
buddies. I was only paying enough attention to keep up with the barbs and
witty banter and was paying no attention to this little boy at all. That
was until...

"What do you think you're looking at, Kid? Haven't you ever seen a cock
before? Or maybe you're just a little fagot cocksucker who wants a closer
look, huh?" Butch was his name and really said it all. As soon as I heard
his voice I turned my head in the direction it was coming from. Butch was
sitting behind the little kid that was in the locker next to mine with
his legs spread out on each side of him. The kid, who looked like he
would start crying at any moment, still had his eyes locked on to my
flaccid pussy sticker.

Before the kid could respond Butch said, " That's it ain't it queer boy?"
and placed his hand on the back of the kids head and pushed it right into
my crotch. I could feel my balls on this kid's lips and my soft cock
covered almost his entire face.

As I actually felt the boy's tears sliding down my cock to tickle my cut
head, the locker-room door flew open and in walked the coach, "OK,
Ladies, stop jerking around and get your showers and get out of her. It
is time for these little girls to start class."

With one last crush of his face into my dick the boy was gone. he ran out
the door to start gym class so fast that I wandered if maybe he should go
out for track.

The whole locker-room was in an uproar as Butch said, loud enough for all
to hear,"Did you see that little fag. I think he was wanting to get some
of the Moose. What did he do, Christopher, give it a little snaky lick
before leaving?" At this question he was actually pointing out the
wetness from the boys tears on my shaft and head.

I playfully punched Butch is his bicep and said,"No , those are his
tears, you asshole. You made that little boy cry. Maybe you went a little
too far that time."

"Naw... you did not see the way that little fagot was looking at your
dick, Man. And when I pushed him into ya, Moose, he didn't even fight me.
I think he was liking it."

"Well, the tears say different man. He is just a little boy. he probably
ain't never even seen a cock before besides his own and you freaked him
the fuck out. Just leave him be, Man."

"Awwwww, Moose has got a girlfriend," he started singing in a chant that
picked up fast all around the locker-room. I do have to say though, one
disapproving look around the room from me and the song stopped QUICKLY !
My boys know me and I don't play that gay shit.

After showering and dressing we all went on our separate ways but in two
groups. Those going to study-hall followed me and those going to lunch
followed Butch. I was lucky not to have lunch after gym so I did not have
to loose any time from my lunch period. As the boys followed me down the
hall it was one joke after another. It was never anything serious with
these guys and it has always been a great way to relieve all the stress
from the serious life I have set up for myself.

As I walked into study-hall we all received a nod from the MobaMonster,
that is how referred to Mrs. Moebius, that signified she already knew who
we were and why were late. Looking across the room I saw Gretchen with an
empty seat next to her and a sparkle in her eyes. At her smile I went
straight to the empty seat.

"Hey, Christopher, have a good time in gym? God you look absolutely
pumped." Her eyes did this deer in the headlights thing that makes me
want to hit most of these girls. Having been with Gretchen once last year
though she knew that, besides getting that pussy tore up, she had nothing
to be scared of where I was concerned.

"Thanks, Gret. You are looking pretty good yourself. Did you have a good
summer in Alabama?"

"Oh, yeah. It was not nearly as hillbilly as I thought it would be and
there were lots of cute guys, none of which seemed to own a shirt. All in
all I would say it was a pretty hot summer and I don't just mean the
heat." This was said in a little girl giggling sort of way that really
almost made my stomach turn.

I thought that witty and nasty was the best response here and responded
with,"Well, Gret, did any of them boys find a shirt while they were
between your legs?" and I gave her that eye contact with my crooked smile
that always gets the girls hot.

Giggling again she said,"Moose ! You are always so nasty," and she said
nasty in that girl way that made it sound like it had 30 or 40 "a's" in
it.

"But you know you love it, Girl ! Hey, what are you doing tonight? You
know, on the first day, there ain't gonna be no homework today? Would you
like to get welcomed home by going out with The Moose tonight?"

Coyly, she said, "Why. Moose, I thought you'd never ask," with a southern
drawl that, honestly, made me want to punch her again but, still, fuck
her more."I would be happy to accompany you on your night out. Where did
you intend on going, your parents barn?"

"Awww, Gret, have we ever had a date that didn't end in my parents barn?"
I asked in my best intellectual voice that was followed by her teen girl
laugh.

    ** The date does not evolve either of these character in any way so, in
     the interest of moving the story along, I have not included it. If you
    wish to hear about this date please let me know in your response to the
                                    story***


My cock was already hard as I pulled into the driveway, with Gretchen in
the passenger seat, and drove around to the barn. I had been out with
Gretchen before and knew this date was gonna end the way I wanted it to.
<grin grin>

No sooner did we clear the back of my family home than Gret's hand landed
right on the flaccid cock that was lying down the right side of my
slacks. She squeezed my dick so hard after that initial contact that it
began to fill with blood instantly. I am not much of a masturbator so,
even if she had just looked at it with a crooked smile I would have been
totally boned.

"Christopher, you know, none of the boys from this summer had anything
between their legs like you do. I was missing you the whole time. I hope
you don't think I'm a slut. Every time I fucked one of them, I was
thinking about you."

With a mischievous chuckle I said,"Aww, Gret. I stopped hoping and
thinking you were a slut after our very first date. Now? I am just glad
you are."

As I parked the car in the barn she gave one more girl giggle and began
to unzip my pants. As her hand went through the fly she found I was
wearing no underwear, in anticipation of this moment. My cock was already
hardening fast and, as her fingers lightly played over my cut cock, I
finished the race to erection in record time. Not a word was said as she
used all the strength she could muster and pulled my rock hard shaft
through the fly.

As Gretchen's head fell into my lap I was reminded of exactly why I asked
her out tonight instead of one of the many other girls I could have got.
With previous knowledge of her skills, as soon as her lips close at the
top of my cock-head, my right hand sent her down with a force that made
her gag. As an experienced cocksucker, she recovered very quickly and the
extra saliva she had worked up, presumably just for this moment, leaked
down the side of my hard teen-aged throat fucker and rolled into my
pubes. I could hardly keep myself from chocking her with the force of my
hand holding her down as she started the long trip back up my wet cock
shaft. Her tongue was doing such incredible things to me that all I
wanted was it flicking around either my base or my head. Since she had
already started at the base, the desire to keep her there until her lungs
collapsed was almost overwhelming. Each slide of her lips from the head,
which her tongue professionally snaked around, until that same head was
trapped in the spasming motions of her throat muscles, made me want to
just choke her with the thing. A 17 y/o boy has little control and all of
these little bitches are lucky that I have ever, especially in this
situation, been able to find mine.

The up and down motions combined with her wet tongue licking every inch
of my cock, along with my teen-aged refusal to jack off when there was
pussy around, had me ready to cum in no time. I do not know what she was
after but this load of jock scum was not meant for her stomach.

With all the muscles of control in my body, my ass clenched, my dick
swelled (choking her even more) as my hand forced my dick further down
her throat than she thought possible, and I held off my climax by holding
there and raggedly breathing,"No... No, Baby. Not just yet. You know me
better than that,"

The head of my flared and football shaped cut teen-aged jock god dick
exited her mouth with a POP as she said,"Oh God, Moose. I have missed you
so much this summer. I would have had most of those little dick boys
squirting my throat in minutes. Show me what you got now, big boy," and
she laid her back against the car door and spread her legs.

I was struck immediately by the smell of her wet and hairless pussy, that
she had not even bothered to cover with a pair of panties, pushing out
from underneath her hiked-up skirt. I always love it when a girl shaves
for a date, that way I can avoid getting hair in my mouth. I think pubes
on a girl are pretty nasty anyway. I began rubbing her incredibly hot and
wet mound with my entire left hand and I leaned over a started giving her
the deepest french kiss she has even had in her life. As my tongue hit
hers I could make out the taste of my own precum and it drove me on to
fuck her mouth with my tongue even more brutally.

Gretchen's mouth opened wide as I slid my middle finger through the folds
of her cunt lips, wetting my finger to lube up her clit. She has always
been a big one for clit play and her hips began to buck as her eyes
closed and she seemed to loose all control of herself. I moved from her
mouth to her neck and bit her hard enough to leave tooth impressions. She
yelled out, "Awwwww, yeah... fuck yeah!" and started ridding her clit
across my fingertip twice as hard as before. Just as her body began to
shake, Gretchen grabbed my head in her hands and forced me back to her
mouth where she chewed on my bottom lip as she quaked through her first
orgasm. I decided to go in for the kill and sank my mouth down to her
clit and sucked it between my teeth like spaghetti before grabbing it in
a bite and chewing her on to two more ground shattering orgasms.

As Gretchen's quaking subsided to a constant and gentle shake, I looked
up to her smiling face and heard her say,"God, Moose, I haven't gotten
off like that all summer. I sure missed spending time with you. Now how
about I get a bit of Minnie-Moose?"

"It sounds like you didn't have such a good summer after all, Girl. It
always amazes me how selfish guys can be when it comes to getting a woman
off. I personally would rather it be juicy for the main event. I
certainly do not want to get skin burns from some frigid virgin," at
which Gretchen turned up her nose in the universal yuk face and began
laughing.

Her laughing stopped suddenly as I grabbed her legs to turn her sideways
into the seat. Taking her ankles in one hand to hold them, I pushed them
back to her face, grabbed my rock hard cock by the base and slammed home
into her wet fuck slot with a single thrust.

"Oh, Moose ! Yeah, Man, give it to me." And I intended to do just that...

I let my long and fat teen-aged pussy pounder soak in Gretchen's steaming
slut box for a second then pushed in with my hips to make sure she was
getting it all. After taking one of her ankles from my left hand to my
right I began the thrusting motions that was going to bring us both to
our teen-aged heights of pleasure. With each outward pull I was bringing
my cock head out to rub against her clit with an,"Ummmm...", from
Gretchen each time and with my inward thrust I was going back in hard
enough to rack her body and make my abs slap against her pelvis.

It was time to get into some serious high-school whore banging. Pulling
my cock from her steaming snatch I flipped the bitch over. Grabbing the
back of her hair I pulled until she was up on her knees and in the
perfect position. I lined up my rigid jock cock up with her whole with a
quick rub through her slit for juice and pushed home again. This is
Gretchen's favorite position, as well as mine, and she began screaming
like a banshee as I once again began feeding her cunt my baby making
delivery system. We were rocking with the fuck and I was prepared to give
her all I had for as long as she wanted when my mind flashed. Before I
knew what was going on I pulling my cock out of her cunt and rubbing in
her ass crack. As my cock head made the first thrust up above her crack I
began unloading to the picture of some little scrawny kid's tears on my
fat cock head. With that thought my first shot hit the window
above Gretchen's head. My body shook with the unbelievable pulses of my
cock and my next two shots landed in her hair. After three more shots
coated her back in my white, thick and creamy jock juice I fell back
against the door on my side trying to catch my breath. I was so excited
that my lungs felt numb and tingling and my mind was still thinking about
some fucking runt-of-a-kid freshman.

With Gretchen I got the same as always. There was several minutes of her
telling me what an excellent fuck she got. I bet she says that to all the
guys. I was so excited and exhausted that I did not know or care whether
she got off with me at the end or not. I put my still erect cock back in
my slacks as she just pulled her shirt back on over my cum splats and
rubbed her hands through her hair to get rid of the cummy evidence. Then
she did something completely hot and unexpected. She leaned over and
licked my thick shot of boy nut off the window and came in for a kiss.
Nothing ever tasted as good as my lumpy scum on Gretchen's tongue. And
with that, I drove Gretchen home with a hard-on that did not go down even
after I jacked it off in my bed. I hate beating my own meat pole but shot
as hard as I had before with Gretchen and just went to sleep with the cum
on my face, neck and chest as I remembered the boy with his face in my
crotch.

I woke up the next morning to the sunlight beating on my face. My morning
erection was throbbing hard on my abs and demanding attention but that
would have to wait on whoever my date would be tonight. After scrubbing
off the flaking white scales of my spent and dried ball juice, I jumped
into a cold shower and washed until my erection finely subsided enough to
not be embarrassing in my pants and headed off to school.

I had spent a lot of time thinking about why mind kept flashing to the
gym runt. I had of coursed beat off with my friends when we were in
junior high and had even allowed one uncle and a few cousins to suck me
off when I was younger. Then it was just anything to get a nut. I had
stopped all of that shit when I found out I could get just about any girl
to open her mouth or legs and I certainly never sat around thinking about
a boy on my jock, even when they were. But this boy... his tears on my
cock had touched me in a way that I never expected and was making me hot
as hell as each thought seemed to be of him with his face covered by my
cock and balls.

Between classes I found myself in seriously need of a piss. Walking into
the boy's john, I walked up to the urinal closest to the back wall and
pulled out my cock. It was impressive soft anyway but with the slight
bloat of the excitement I was experiencing this entire day I had to smile
at myself as I looked down at it. Just as my strong stream of jock boy
piss began rocketing out of my piss slit the bathroom door opened and, to
my horror, there stood the gym runt.

With 10 other urinals to use at the wall, the runt slowly walked over to
the one right next to me and began to unzip. I was mortified as my
plumper fattened to a full scale erection and began to throb as my piss
stream stopped. I do not know what I was thinking and was too awestruck
to even put myself away and leave. All I could do was slowly turn my head
and look down in that way that all boys do to check out the kid next to
me. I was shocked to see his extremely small and completely hairless dick
as he had pulled his foreskin back with his thumb and forefinger to begin
his stream. I almost started laughing as I looked on at this 13 y/o kid
who had  a dick the size and development of a baby's.

Looking up to his face I saw that his eyes were once again locked on The
Moose. This time it was no limp thing to be ogled slyly from some curious
boy but a hard a throbbing man dick that was demanding attention with
each pulse. And the little fucker was actually licking his lips. Once
swipe of his pink tongue over his plump ruby red lips and my body took
over from my brain.

"What the hell are you looking at you little fucking queer?" and, before
he even had a chance to answer, my hands were on his head forcing him to
the floor. As his knees hit the dirty tiles of the bathroom I grabbed his
head harder and pulled it into my hard and throbbing cock and said,"Here,
get a closer look. That's what all you fucking fags want right? A big
fucking jock dick in your face."

I was vaguely aware that the boy was still pissing as I could feel the
warmth of his stream soaking through my shoes and warming my feet in his
bladder stream. Then, without trying once to get away, the kid actually
stuck out his tongue and swiped off the last drop of piss that was
clinging to the head of my rock hard jock cock. And as his piss stream
subsided he opened his mouth and took in my fat cock head.

I did not care what was happening at this point. The thought of this kids
tears on my dick had me hard for hours and he was going to take care of
me. He did not seem to mind, in fact seemed as if he wanted to help, but
his inexperience and my lust was going to make him care real soon. With
my hands still in his hair, I grabbed a hold of his strands and pulled
until his nose was in my pubes, his eyes were bulging and he was choking
with the invasion. I just held there watching this little fucking
prepubescent kid suffer as his lungs struggled to get the air they were
never going to get with my fat jock cock shoved all the way down his
throat. I wonder if the kid actually might think he was going to die. I
wonder if he actually thought I was going to let his little queer ass
give me the loving blow-job he seemed intent on starting.

Gripping his hair even harder, I began to fuck this runt's face like I
have fucked so much pussy in my life. Even through his struggle to
accommodate me his tongue moved around the underside of my cock, teased
the bulging cum tube and circled around the head. I held him in place as
my hips jabbed back and forth giving this little fag the skull fucking of
his life.

I could not believe what I was doing. I could not believe how good this
was feeling. I could not believe that I was fucking this kids face and my
hips were moving a hundred miles a minute. I could not believe that I was
cumming in this kid's mouth.

"AAAAArrrrrrgggggghhhhh, fuck...fuck...fuck," and then, with one final
slam of my hips into his face, !!! BAM !!! my first chunky shot of jock
jizz went right down his throat. I continued to hump his face as my dick
contracted each pulse of cum from my balls and my orgasm racked me from
the floor up. As the little cocksucker choked on my cock my jock nut
actually flew from his nose to land in my pubes. As my dick stopped
spasming and the little kid tried to regain some control, my cock did
something it had not done in about 12 hours... It deflated.

I left the kid on the bathroom floor with his saliva covering his face
and my cum dripping from his nose as I went to the locker-room to change
my shoes. No after cum guilt... just pure satisfaction, finally...

!!! THE END !!!

This story is pure fiction, no to say that there is not some kid
somewhere in some bathroom right now with cum leaking out his nose... it
just never happened to me.

All questions, comments and suggestions will be well received. If you
enjoyed this story, and your hard cock says you did, then might I suggest
that you read my other stories. I have, so far, posted to gay/incest two
stories... one called learning about my boy and one called brother's
little secret and have written to bisexual/adult/youth a story
called another daughter's skateboarding boyfriend. I hope you enjoy all
of them and, as I said before, all emails will be well received.

This particular story is at an end so please do not look forward to any
other installments.

I'll keep writing...you keep reading

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