Date: Fri, 11 Dec 2015 02:02:18 +0000 (UTC)
From: jS jS <jbs38@yahoo.com>
Subject: Young Ballers 5

The story below is entirely fictional and does not represent anyone
real. Remember, just fantasy to stroke that throbbing cock to. Don't try to
recreate, especially if you have a massive black cock like the ones
depicted. lol



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Chris was the all American quarterback. His chiseled features, light brown
hair, and smoldering eyes ensured that more than one soccer mom masturbated
to one of his many fan sites. He was only 23, among the youngest in the
league. Two years of college and two national championships had secured his
place as a number one draft pick and a starting position. He adapted to the
league much quicker than others who struggled with the larger defenses,
harder hits, and the pressures of celebrity life. He knew how to adapt.

The fact that he was now on his knees sucking two slender black cocks was a
testament to how well he adapted and survived. Slipping the attempted sack
of some growling-woman-beating defensive end was nothing to letting a black
cock throat fuck you until he came and not passing out.

Chris had been forced to move during his 8th grade year. Even then he and
his coaches knew, baring injury, he was destined to quarterback greatness.
A blue collar union guy, his dad changed jobs to a city overwhelmingly
working class and black. The last few months of 8th grade had been
difficult, being the only white boy in school. Chris's father alerted the
high school coaches to his son's talent and once they saw him in action
during a spring scrimmage they took an instant liking to him, championship
trophies dancing in their eyes. Each time he slipped out of sack and hit
his receiver perfectly, or ducked and dived amongst tackles picking up
first downs himself the team became more angry and ferocious in their
attack on this new white boy who most certainly would knock out the two
other quarterbacks they had grown up with. Chris was the only white boy now
on the team, an outsider, and unwanted no matter how good he was. All
manner of offensive disgusting words flowed towards Chris, but he sloughed
it off and hit his target every time.

The very first day of summer practice, no matter how hard they tried to
take him out with a less than legal tackle, he slipped out and did his
job. It's what Chris did. He loved football and loved being good. In the
face of all that vile aggression, he just smiled and hoped they were this
ferocious towards the other team. That smile and the anger it inspired was
the reason after that first hot sweaty practice, Chris found himself pinned
to a bench, held down by four large black juniors while a 5th, the
quarterback he replaced, fucked his pristine hole. The other four then took
turns on the freshman's ass, enjoying how tight and smooth the 14yo white
boy's ass was. They left him drooling, heaving, and exhausted on the
bench. They laughed as they walked away, knowing that was the last practice
Chris would ever show up for.

Chris showed up the next day, steely eyes and broad defiant smile. He moved
as quick as ever, his throws longer and more accurate. Coach's joked that
with his high perfectly spiraling throws and incredible speed, he might
actually be able to catch his own 40 yard pass. The black fuming bodies
that stood around him just shook their head. Chris's offensive line started
missing blocks, suffering the screaming of coaches, hoping that multiple
full frontal hits would put him out of practice. Chris just smiled and
slipped away picking up 15 yards on a run. The coaches got hard, not
because of the sweaty teen jocks at their prime, but at the thought of the
wins, championships, and promotions that Chris's talent would give them.

Again, Chris found himself surrounded by even more sweaty half-naked black
teens, raping his throat. The boys stood in their practice gear, pants
unlaced with virile nigga dicks hanging out, dripping with sweat and
precum. A running back shoved his 7inch cock down Chris's throat, leaving
it there until he began choking for air. The boys laughed and took turns on
Chris's throat, their black hands holding each side of Chris's head,
fucking into his young mouth, their balls slapping his chin. He was
overwhelmed with the scent from their sweaty crotches.

"You like that faggot? You getting that we don't want you here yet or do
all little white boys lick sucking on fat nigga cock." Nine black teen
loads were dumped down Chris's throat that day before the group stroked
their black cocks and let their loads of piss cascade down onto the drowsy
quarterback. Chris laid there, frustrated but committed, and a hard cock in
his pants.

Chris endured continual ass and throat rape every day after practice for
three weeks, and every day Chris got up, showered, and came back to school
the next day. He was committed to playing, and nothing was going to stand
in his way of a college and hopefully a professional career, much less
these bullies or the uncomfortable realization that his cock was getting
hard during these post-practice fuckings.

Here Chris adapted too. After a couple of weeks when Jackson, the massive
second string quarterback, fucked him Chris spread his legs and pulled the
boy deeper inside him as he started stroking his own cock. The group howled
and really started the verbal abuse, but he didn't stop. When they gathered
around and forced him to his knees, he put his 14yo hands and mouth to work
on those slender teen cocks. He became an excellent deep throat artist,
able to breathe through his mouth as some massive teen lineman with a thick
cock went balls deep down his throat.

The first game came against the school's most hated rival. The team from
across town salivated at being able to take out the little white boy that
stood out so clearly from his team. Chris wasn't sure whether his team
would protect him, but he was going to make sure they won no matter what
and fully expecting a post-game use of his ass, especially if they lost.

The team did protect him, as much as they didn't like the interloping white
boy, they didn't want to lose and refused to let these fuckers from the
west side fuck with their quarterback. The game wasn't even close; 56 to
16. The upperclassman on the team remembered how many times they had lost
this game in the past, and their displeasure with Chris softened; however,
their fucking did not.

After the game players looked on as Chris rode the cock of Rodrick his best
wide receiver, grinding his muscular white ass down into the teen cock. He
had two offensive lineman black cocks in his hands while he pushed his face
into the ass of the team's best running back.

"Fuck boy, your white ass is the best pussy I've ever had and man can you
fucking play" Rodrick groaned, humping up into Chris's hole. Chris just
smiled, his face hidden by the large butt of the running back.

"Yeah dude, eat my ass you nasty fag. If you play this well and eat my ass
like this every game, you're ok with me." The running back moaned. The rest
of the team seemed to agree, their black cocks bouncing with adrenaline and
cum ready to take their turn on the future all-star quarterback.

>From that point, Chris became part of the team, an amazing offensive force
on the field and a complete whore for black teen cock in the locker rooms,
his bedroom, and in the bedrooms of countless black football studs that
walked the halls of his high school. The same black team studs that
strutted down the hall and mauled their "bitches" before going to class,
were often sitting on Chris's face or letting him ride their cocks while
they watched the sports channel. In their heads they were still "bullying"
Chris, not getting off in white boy hole. On multiple occasions, his
teammates would stop by Chris's house after a date wouldn't give it some
pussy, and use his white ass.

The Coaches were winning, so they overlooked (or sometime got off on)
accidently walking in on their team gang-raping the quarterback or finding
Chris passed out on the locker room floor literally soaked in black teen
cum and spit and hard 7inch white cock drooling its own teen cum. Chris's
talent pulled him out of more than one jam. His junior year Chris was in
the middle of a living room servicing four 6th and 7th grade black boys,
bathing their young virile cocks with his jock tongue. Chris was just
discovering his lust for young black boys, even younger than his
teammates. Unfortunately one of the boy's parents decided to come home
early discovering their 12yo son balls deep in a white boy. They weren't
amused,and ran Chris out. Thanks to his coaches them matter ended there.
At least it ended until the boys dad showed up the next day at Chris's
house to sample the quartback hole for himself. That thankfully led a week
later to the dad fucking Chris while his son fucked his mouth, especially
hot when the dad leaned in and kissed his ownson soulfully while enjoying
Chris tight jock hole.

Every July, at the first practice the team replayed old memories, allowing
the new freshman players to "rape" Chris while the upperclassman held him
down. Freshman black cock was especially erotic to Chris with their almost
hairless bodies and adult sized cocks and fat mushroom heads. The young
boys would grunt and thrust, enjoying their first taste of white boy ass
and spill their underage load into his teen hole.

"Fuck yeah freshman, fuck my jock ass, fucking love your nigga cock" Chris
would cheer on those young boys, fresh out of 8th grade and filled with the
cockiness and aggression that only football can produce.

While the boys would call Chris a sick faggot while they fucked his hole,
raped his throat, or buried his face in their sweaty teen bubble butts, on
the field he was their leader and protected him at all cost. More than one
kid suffered an injury to protect Chris from the other team, to protect
their personal cock sucking faggot.

For four years, the high school never even got close to losing. Margins of
21 were typical. Between Chris's amazing talent and the ferocity of his
offensive and defensive line, four state championships seemed like a
breeze. The party after the final championship and the end of his high
school career included almost every hot black kid (which was most of them)
in school. They all spent the night fucking Chris, and a few even rode his
senior cock honoring his accomplishment. Some of his past black teachers
even showed up to enjoy his teen hole. He stayed at the house of a
sophomore black running back, the next few days recovering; his ass too
sore to touch though making sure to nurse a few loads from his host. Chris
had his choice of programs across the nation with full ride scholarships
and even more under the table, rule violating, promises. True to his
amazing talent he chose a school that had come close to the playoffs, 5th
or 6th each year, and true to his role as a slut for black cock he chose a
traditionally black college.

The transition for Chris had not taken as long as in high school. His
talent won over most of his teammates before they met him. And once they
met him, his cock sucking talents ensured he would fit in. By the second
week of college Chris could rarely be found in his own dorm room, which he
shared with the kicker. Instead he moved from room to room, laying in beds
between the legs of muscular college athletes nursing on their cocks,
bathing their balls, or making out with their straight-boy holes. It was
typical in Seether Hall to walk in on a teammate, workout shorts pulled
below his balls as he threw a fuck into Chris's creamy white ass. The jock
would cum, fall back on his bed, flip on sports news and watch as Chris
cleaned his softening cock from sensitive mushroom head to balls.

Chris adapted and secured his place on a professional team. Some of his
teammates would fuck him before or after a game. Chris liked to let some of
the defense fuck him but pull off before they came, ensuring an anger and
intensity that usually paid off on the field. But Chris's urges weren't
always satisfied with the massive nigga dicks swinging between their legs
in the locker room, angry, dripping and ready to fuck any hole. Chris
longed for high school and the slender smooth bodies of his teammates, and
that's where The Service came in.

And that's why Chris was on his knees and naked in his backyard the sun
caressing his beautiful former frat-boy, jock body. Two black boys, one 12
one 13 stood on either side, their lean bodies showed only the faintest
muscle definition, their butts bounced with the baby fat that sensuously
filled out their jeans, and their smiling faces looked down at the
professional quarterback giving them head. Chris had The Service deliver
teen and preteen black cock to him on a regular basis. Most were sons of
other professional players or professional boy whores. Every now and then,
Chris would cruise by a public basketball court and offer to take a couple
of the sweaty teens to lunch and sign some autographs. They always readily
accepted and eagerly jumped at the chance to swim at his house and let him
suck their cocks and most of the time would come back for more. Today's
boys were of that variety, sweaty and beautiful fucks he found playing at
the park after the local junior high let out a few months ago. Since then
they stopped by often to swim, the big celebrity quarterback giving back to
the community- at least that's how his publicist explained the inner city
boys visiting the single jock.

Chris sucked the two boys' cocks one after the other enjoying the sweet
musk of their sweat. He ran his tongue up and down the length of their
underage cocks and then back down to their hairless balls. They always came
right after school with their last class being basketball practice. After
the long walk, this ensured that every inch of the boys was sweaty. Chris
took his time undressing them, savoring the smell and licking up every inch
of the boys' bodies, toes, thighs, butts, armpits. The boys said little as
the celebrity stud sucked their cocks, moaned and whimpered mostly. His
quarterback hands held onto their meaty black butts, pulling them farther
down his throat. He loved how they shook and whined as they got closer to
cumming. Chris sucked down a load from each, and then lead them upstairs to
his bedroom to get what he really wanted-fucked by hot teen niggas.

"Suck our butts man." The youngest demanded. Chris had done this for the
first time last week and the boys now were hooked, despite first calling it
"fag shit".  Straight boys are very indecisive in what's gay-depends on if
it feels good I guess.

The boys stood on Chris's king-sized bed, arms against the wall butts
pushed out. Chris moved in behind and buried his tongue up the hole of the
6th grader who had made the request. His hand roamed over the nigga booty
on the 13yo before moving his damp face to that boys ass.  Both boys moaned
as Chris moved back and forth eating the butts of these little boys.

Chris flopped on his back and made his own demand. "Fuck me with those hard
nigga dicks."  The boys flopped at Chris's feet and fought over who got to
go first, until Chris settled it by pulling the 12yo up to his mouth
sucking in his cock leaving the teen to fuck him. Their cocks were modest
in size, but young and hard, and their youthful excitement made Chris
hard. The two boys spit-roasted the horny little fag as he stroked his
cock, both fucking energetically, panting and holding onto the athletic
white boy. He sucked on the smooth firm 12yo cock, enjoying the boys moans
as his friend fucked like a little rabbit, quick deep motions that made
Chris's white cock drool. Four loads later, Chris said goodbye to the boys
and slipped them some money, thankful that boys their age have multiple
loads in them.

Chris laid down for a nap, enjoying the smell of the boys still in his nose
and in his sheets. Teen boy cum leaked from his adult ass which he would
casually rub his fingers in and bring up to his mouth. He needed rest and
drifted off. A few hours later he felt the bed move and opened his eyes,
smiling broadly at a familiar face. His wide receiver from high school,
Rodrick, who now played for an opposing team stood next to the bed, cock
out and stroking. Surrounding Chris were Rodrick's three sons, 14, two
15year old twins. All were identical to Rodrick at that age and thanks to
their father were ripped beyond what any high school kid should be, but
their firm well-defined muscles matched their sizable cocks. Chris was sure
they were even bigger than their father was back in high school. The boys
looked down at the white quarterback and growled, hungering for white boy
pussy. Their dad had kept them from fucking and jerking off for four days,
and they needed to let loose. The boys tackled Chris in that kind-sized
bed, their cocks finding every available hole as they writhed on top of
him. Rodrick beamed with pride watching his stud sons rape the same sweet
white boy pussy he had used as a kid. Chris smiled as he enjoyed old
memories and the intense fucking that only a black teen boy can give. Chris
was glad his dad moved all those years ago and that his stubborn commitment
to football and winning had turned him into a nasty perverted slut for
teen, and younger, black cock.



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