Date: Mon, 31 Aug 2009 21:27:28 -0400
From: nphillydogg@aol.com
Subject: college ball-20

	Jeremiah University is a predominately black college campus in
Minnesota Maryland. It's a large school, and very well received by the
College Guide Association Of America. There was a large library, an
auditorium, a sports center, a stadium, a student hall, an academic
building where classes resumed, male and female dormitories, a clock tower,
and several houses where the college fraternities and sororities
pledge. (This story is the property and copywrite of NPhillydogg@aol.com).
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COLLEGE-BALL-20
Written by
Eugene Marvin @
Nphillydogg@aol.com

PT-1

	Energy ran high as the crowds took their assigned seats and the
media readied their cameras for the College Basketball National
Championships. Everyone anticipated the rematch of the #2 ranked Jeremiah
Jaguars verses the #1 ranked Seymour Wildcats. The Wildcats had dominated
the championships for the past three years consecutively, leaving the
Jaguars to settle for second place. Many believed they would continue their
winning streak, but long time Jeremiah fans hoped to see an upset.

	45 year old coach Anthony "Tony" Brown decided not to prep
his players with a long drawn out speech. He knew how badly they hungered
for a win. Many of them weren't coming back next year, making this their
last year to get a championship title before moving onto the pros.
	21 year olds Mikiah Washington and Carter Sanborne were definitely
hungry, but none were hungrier than the team's current team captain, Tyrome
Smith.

	Tyrome sat in front of his locker, his eyes closed in meditation as
he made a silent prayer to got for a win. Each player went through his own
ritual before a big game. Some called home to get words of encouragement
from friends and family, some wore the same underwear or jerseys that they
felt brought them special luck, and ate special foods.

	The announcer called out each team, naming each player by name as
the crowd reacted with shouts and applauses. The two teams met in the
center of the court, each shaking hands before going to theie perspective
sides of the room.
	The Coaches gave their last minute talks before the two team
captains were called to the center of the court for the tip off. The
referee prepared to toss the ball as Tyrome Smith and Darius Jones faced
off for the first time since Tyrome blew Darius in the Wildcat's locker
room after their last loss (chap-12).
	Tyrome didn't like the arrogant smirk on Darius' face, nor the
mocking gleam in his eye. The referee tossed the ball high into the air as
the two men (Tyrome 6'2", Darius 6'3") jumped. Darius touched the
ball first, tipping it towards his teammates whom quickly grabbed the ball
and made a mad dash for the basket down court for a fast 2 point layup.

"First point's ours!" smirked Darius, riding close behind Tyrome as
the teams trotted down the other end of the court. "Wanna make another
bet...?" he asked, half jokingly-half serious.
	Tyrome said nothing, but answered Darius' question by catching a
fast past from Derek, and scoring with an easy 3 point shot in Darius' face
as the crowd roared with excitement. Darius smiled to himself, knowing the
GAME was on!

	For the next 20 minutes or more the two teams played fast ball,
each getting hold of the ball and doing their best to stay ahead. The
Wildcats kept the lead, scoring as far as 6 points ahead of the
Jaguars. While Tyrome Smith fought against his rematch with Darius Jones,
Clarence (CJ) Johnson was fighting his own battle against Demetrius
Winters, --the 18 yr old 6'6" shooting guard for the Wildcats. Demetrius
had handed CJ his worse college ball game of the season (back in
chap12). Clarence knew this was the time for him to redeem himself, with
the cameras rolling and his parents in the audience. When he first went up
against the Wildcats, he was still relatively a new face to the circuit,
but now with a few major wins under his belt, Clarence felt a lot more
confident about his game, and it showed on court.
	Though Demetrius was a full inch taller than CJ (and no less
agile), CJ was a force to be reckoned with when his game was on
point. Soaring down the court as if on ice skates, he float through the air
like a graceful bird, sinking jumpers, layups, rook shots, slam dunks,
allie-oops, free throws, and cannon shots. With the help of his teammates
(particularly Mikiah Washington [center], and Carter Sanborne [power
forward]), CJ was able to make over 85% of his shots, so much so that the
Wildcats started double teaming him. But the Jaguars answered that dilemma
by stepping up their game a notch. Small forwards (Derek Wilson and Jason
Outlaw) pulled their own weight, helping the Jaguars within one point by
end of the first quarter.

	Coach Brown gave his team a quick pep talk, re-enforcing his ideals
as the team scoffed down cold water and Gatorade between plays. After the
break, the Jaguars stole the ball from the Wildcats and made a fast break
for it down court. Mikiah passed the ball to Jason (Snow), who passed the
ball to Tyrome who was fouled as he was bumped to the floor by Darius.
	Darius reached his hand out to help Tyrome up off the floor, but
Tyrome ignored the gesture and jumped to his feet on his own power. The
referee tossed the ball to Tyrome for 2 foul shots as members of both
teamed lined up on either side under the basket. Tyrome dribbled the ball a
few times, then poised himself for the shot as his eyes narrowed on the
rim. But just before he took the shot, all the members of the Wildcats
grabbed their crotches, making Tyrome lose his concentration as the ball
bounced wildly off the rim. Most of the fans and spectators missed the
display, not knowing of the recent bet between the Wildcats and the
Jaguars' Captains.

	The Wildcats slapped hands and high-fives with one another, having
successfully distracted Tyrome from making the basket. The referee
retrieved the ball, tossing it back to Tyrome for his second
attempt. Tyrome dribbled, then poised, but this time he expected the
distraction as the Wildcats all quickly grabbed their crotches in
unison. Tyrome flicked the ball with his wrist, sending the ball soaring at
the perfect angle as it swished through the basket catching nothing but
net.
	With the score now tied, the Wildcats decided now was the time to
get down to business. The defense picked up, becoming more aggressive as
more turnovers and steals came into play. The Wildcats sank more 3 point
shots thanks to players like Darius Jones, Lester Abraham, and Paskal
Dauphin, but for every two 3 pointers the Wildcats made, the Jaguars were
good for 2 of their own, keeping the score close as they head into
halftime.
	It was during the last minute before H/T that one of the Wildcats
made a terrible mistake by egging Mikiah Washington on...

"Yo man..., I heard your team captain sucks a mean dick...!" said
one of the Wildcats to Mikiah, while waiting for the ball to resume
play. "Rumor has it that when yall lose tonight..., ALL of the Jags're
gonna have to give us head in the locker room...!"

"Fuck you, bitch...!!" yelled Mikiah, shoving the opposing player
backwards as members from both teams stepped onto the court for a shoving
match.
	Referees and Coaches came out to break the teams up before any
serious punches were thrown and anyone got kicked out of the game. Half
time was called as the two teams retired to their locker rooms to regroup
and calm down. It was during that time that Coach Brown asked his team what
the hell had gotten into them?

"That mother fucker out there talking about how we all gonna have to
give them head after we lose tonight!" yelled Mikiah, fit to be
tied. "I KNEW something like this would happen! Ever since Tyrome went
down on Darius, the Jags've been considered a buncha fags! I ain't about to
have everybody thinking I'm a fucking punk because HE is!!" raged
Mikiah, pointing at Tyrome.

"What's done is done, and can't be undone!" responded Coach. "But
we're gonna have to get beyond that if we're gonna win tonight!"

"Naw, fuck that, Coach...! I don't play that shit!!" yelled Mikiah,
belligerent. "How the fuck we supposed to be taken seriously with THAT
kinda shit hanging over our heads?? AIn't no way we can live down something
like that! His own actions done cost us the fucking game!!" screamed
Mikiah, punching one of the lockers and leaving a large dent in the door.

"Hey..., I said calm the fuck down...!" yelled Coach Brown with
authority, causing Mikiah to take a deep breath against his better
judgment. "Fuck what the other team says! They're your opponents!
They're gonna say whatever it takes to get under your skins and make you
lose your concentration because they KNOW they can't win this game any
other way! What YOU need to do, --ALL OF YOU..., is forget the bullshit
and pull together like a fuckin' team is supposed to! What Tyrome, or
Mikiah, or CJ, or Snow do OFF the court ain't nobody's business! But ON the
court, I expect you ALL to play ball like professionals, or you'd might as
well hang up your shoes now! Do you got that...?!"

"Yes, sir..." said Mikiah under his breath, his mad facial
expression saying everything his mouth wasn't.

"Do EVERYBODY got that...?!!" asked Coach, looking around the room
sternly.

"Yes sir!" the room said in unison.
	Coach Brown cell phone began to ring just as he was getting ready
to go into one of his inspirational speeches. "I'll be right
back..." he said, taking his cell phone from his pants pocket as he
made his way outside the locker room doors. At the same time Mikiah's cell
phone went off in his locker, as did Carter Sanborne's, and Jason Outlaw's,
and Derek Wilson's. and CJ's, and Tyrome's, and Armand's, and Robyn's, and
Kevin's, and Leonard Taylor's. In fact, the entire team's cell phones all
went off practically simultaneously as everyone answered their phones to
see who was calling?

	Meanwhile Coach Brown (who didn't usually open blocked text
messages) pushed the download on this particular message marked `2 DL
Jag Fags n luv'. The title caught his eye as he waited for the video to
download through his email. His heart beat quickened as he wondered if
someone had learned about his time spent sucking dick behind the gloryhole
in the team's equipment room? Or had someone seen him and Tyrome in his
office? All kinds of scenarios formed before the video began to play.
	Coach Brown watched curiously as the a video of the team's shower
room back home came into play, the heavy steam and bad audio making the
video hard to focus. Coach Brown squinted his 45 yr old eyes as he peered
into the small cell phone's window as the form of two men came into
view. One stood behind the other as soft grunts and groans began to get
louder. Brown automatically thought someone had captured video of CJ butt
fucking Tyrome in the shower, his heart sank for the 21 yr old as he was
desperate to get his life back in order only to have something like THIS
happen.

	Coach Brown's jaw dropped when he actually began to recognize the
two young men in the video. "Oh shit...!" he gasped as Mikiah
Washington and Carter Sanborne's faces and bodies became apparent. He
watched the video in disbelief as the two men who had been the most vocal
against gays and homosexuality on the team, were going at it like two porn
stars.
	But Coach was especially surprised that Mikiah Washington was
acting as the bottom. Between the two men (though neither fit the
stereotype of what a bottom looked like), Coach saw Carter as the bottom
before Mikiah, as Carter was more soft spoken to Mikiah's hot temper.

	Intrigued with the video, Coach Brown watched it from beginning to
end, his thick dick plumping fatly (semi-hard) between his legs in his
pants as he listened to Mikiah begging Carter to "ram that shit up in
me! Give it to me, man! Fuck me hard! I ain't no punk!"
	Coach Brown went back into his phone to try to find out who sent
the video. The sender was blocked, making it nearly impossible to find out
who sent the text download without calling his cell phone carrier for the
answer. Brown clicked `save', then tucked his phone back into his
pocket. As he pushed open the locker room doors, he heard a loud commission
as shouts and profanity rang out like fireworks on the 4th of July.

"Bitch! I KNOW it was you! Faggot...! I'll fuckin' KILL you!!!"
yelled Mikiah, going after Tyrome as teammates Kevin Greene, Robyn Fuller,
and Armand Robinson held him back.

"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about...!" yelled Tyrome
defensively, standing back against the lockers as Mikiah tried to climb
over Armand to kill him as Jason Outlaw and Clarence Johnson stood to
protect Tyrome in case Mikiah got through.

"Fuckn Liar...!! WHO else could it be...?!!" asked Mikiah, shoving
Armand aside angrily.

"What the fuck's going on in here...?!?" asked Coach Brown, "I'm
gone less than 5 minutes...!"

"This...!" said Leon Taylor, handing Coach his video phone.
	Coach took the phone, pretending to see the sex video for the first
time as everyone in the room grew silent. When the moans and groans of
Mikiah started to come through loud and clear, a few snickers and smirks
could be seen and heard. But when the vocals started, Mikiah started to
lose it all over again as he made another rush for Tyrome.
	The team jumped between the two men as Mikiah grabbed Tyrome's
jersey and tried to pull him closer. They wrangled his hand from around the
team captain's collar as Tyrome went into the defense of not knowing where
the video came from?

"Everyone was sent a copy..., it could've been sent by anybody...!"
defended Tyrome, cutting his eyes over at Clarence angrily. Clarence said
nothing, as he pretended stupid.

"Well I think WHO sent the video is inconsequential to what's happening
IN the video...!" said Brown, looking at Mikiah and Carter
questionably.

"Man..., --we were just fucking around...!" defended Mikiah.

"Obviously!" said Coach, trying to keep a straight face.

"You know what I mean...! THAT was the first and only time we ever did
anything like that!" lied Mikiah, trying to save face.

"Doesn't sound like the first time...!" said Brown, holding up the
phone so Mikiah's voice could be heard saying: `Damn man, ram that shit
up in me! Give it to me, man! Fuck me hard! I can take it! I can take it! I
ain't no punk!'

"Yo, Coach..., what you trying to say...?" asked Mikiah, ready to
prove his manhood, even if it meant whopping the coach's ass!

"I'm just saying..., if you down with this, that's your business...,
ain't nobody judging you...! But you can't go around knocking other people
for doing the same thing you do...! That's being a hypocrite Everyone in
this room have messed around with another man or two since joining this
team, rather they know it or not!" informed Coach Brown, getting a few
raised eyebrows. "I know all about the man hiding behind the wall in the
equipments room...! I know most of you have gotten your dicks sucked there
at least once at that gloryhole since it's been opened...!" no one said
anything as everyone looked around with guilty facial expressions.

"How you know about that hole Coach...?" asked Kevin, curiously.

"That gloryhole's been there for years...! Yall ain't the first
students I've had to use it!" informed Coach with a smile.

"Who's behind the Wall, Coach...?" asked Robyn, "Whoever he is,
he gives the best head!"
	Coach smiled as he thought about which name to reveal...
	Clarence looked a little nervous...

"My best friend..., Russell Collins!" answered Coach, knowing
Russell wouldn't mind.

"Damn Coach..., your boi down like that...??" asked Robyn,
suspiciously. "He be swallowing YOUR shit too, Coach...?"

"Every night!" revealed Brown, proudly. "We live together! We're
lovers!" he added, bringing surprised looks from his students.

"You're GAY, Coach...??!" asked Jason Outlaw astonished, looking the
stocky muscular man up and down to see if there were any obvious signs of
gayness he might have missed.

"Bisexual..." clarified Brown. "...I was married once, with
kids...! I hooked up with Russell not too long after my divorce...!"

"Turned your back on women, eh Coach...?" asked Kevin, sounding
surprisingly sympathetic.

"Well..., let's just say my wife was a BITCH!" answered
Coach. "Russell came along at just the right time, and I didn't have to
go through all the bullshit you tend to go through with women..., he was
much more laid back and calm, like a hommie...!"

"I feel you on that one, Coach...!" testified Robyn, having known
some high strung women in his life.

"How long have you and mr Collins been boyfriends...?" asked Derek,
wondering if it were possible for two black men to have a serious long term
relationship while in sports?

"15 years!" answered Coach.

"Damn, that's a long time, Coach..., you sure you not gay by
now...?" asked Robyn, jokingly.

"If I am, there's nothing wrong with it!" defended Coach. "Doesn't
change who I am! Doesn't make my game any less valuable! Don't make me no
less of a man! And it sure as hell don't make my left hook any less
powerful!" answered the older man, taking a jab into thin air to prove a
point.  "I'm trying to make you all understand that there's nothing
wrong in being who you are! No one's perfect! We ALL have our secrets to
bear! How many of you have experimented with someone of the same sex...,
be it a friend or an anonymous encounter, other than the hole in the
equipment room...?" asked Coach out of the clear blue sky. "C'mon
now..., show your hands...!" insisted Coach, looking at specific
members. CJ was the first to raise his hand, having already encountered
Coach and his friend Collins. Derek was the next to raise his hand, taking
CJ's lead. Tyrome followed, as everyone's eyes wandered about the
room. Reluctantly Mikiah and Carter raised their hands, but only because of
the videotaped evidence exposing them.  "Okay..., said Coach Brown,
looking at nearly half his team. "...and how many of you have thought
about what it would be like to make out with someone on the team...?"
Everyone looked around, wondering who would raise their hands first?
Surprisingly (or maybe not surprisingly) Snow (Jason Outlaw) was the first
to answer, raising his hand ever so slightly, --followed by Armand. Coach
stood with his hands on his hips as he studied his players as if anew. His
whole team was either intrigued with the idea of making it with another
guy, or already had, and that wasn't including the ones who participated at
the Hole. That gave Brown an idea...

"Well I'll give you an incentive..." said Brown, taking a huge risk
with his career. "...if we win the game tonight..., I'll make sure my
boi Russell entertains the entire team tonight in my hotel suite! He'll
suck everyone that wants to be sucked..., and anything else anyone may
want to try is open for grabs! How does that sound...?"

"Anything like what..." asked Robyn, wanting specifics.

"Anything you've ever wanted to try with another guy but may've been too
scared to ask!" clarified Coach. "Butt fucking, dick sucking, ass
eating, kissing, --you name it!"

"Your boi'll do all that for us...?" asked Kevin, considering the
idea.

"He'll do it, and like it!" said Coach, confidently. "If that's
what you all want...? In fact..., I MAY even be able to swing a few
surprises...!" smiled Coach, wickedly.

"Hell..., I could go for some head after the game...!" reasoned
Robyn, already down with the idea.

"I know that's right..." agreed Kevin, subconsciously grabbing his
package while he sat on the bench. "...especially with the way YOUR
BOUL be suckin dick...!" he complimented.

"I'll give him a call...!" said Coach, proudly. "Is everybody
down with this...? Mikiah...? Tyrome...?"
	Both men looked at each other, their hate overpowered by the long
time lust in their hearts for one another.

"Yeah, it's kew..." said Mikiah, as Tyrome nodded his head in
agreement.

"Good...! Then that's it for the pep-talk! Go out there and kick some
Wildcat ass!!" encouraged Brown, having already decided to throw the sex
party rather the team won or lost. As they headed out to the court, Coach
Brown called his lover Russell Collins, telling him to get his ass there
ASAP!

PT-2

	The second half of the college championships started with the
Wildcats wondering what had gotten under the Jaguar's skins? They came out
ferociously, stealing turnovers, blocking shots, and recovering rebounds in
record numbers to actually pull ahead for the first time in the game. But
the Wildcats stepped up their game as well, sinking even more 3 pointers as
Darius Jones lead his team with the most points.
	During the whole second half of the game the Jaguars stayed ahead
with as many of 4 points. Tyrome decided to distract Darius by throwing his
ass into the man's crotch whenever Darius was behind him. Darius could feel
Tyrome's fat round cheeks through the flimsy thin material covering Ty's
backside and Darius' privates. At one point the grinding got so good that
Darius sprung a hardon though his jock strap (thank god for the long baggy
inform shorts). During Darius' dilemmas, Tyrome would take full advantage
of his situation by taking him to the hoops. Darius' teammates started to
yell at him after the 3rd incident, telling him to "snap out of it"
and "wake up!"

	All throughout the 3rd and 4th quarters the teams stayed close,
each running through their timeouts and as the clock got down to its last
minutes. With only 2 minutes lift, Darius sank a sweet 3 pointer, tying the
Jaguars even. The Jags scrambled to get 2 more points of their own, but the
Wildcats' defense was fierce, blocking their every attempt to sink a
basket. On a turnover Armand Robinson purposely got himself fouled in the
last seconds of the game, taking a hit by Darnell Jenkins in the chest. The
Wildcats and Jaguars lined up along the scrimmage lines as Armand
concentrated on making his 2 foul shots. He stared up at the rim nervously,
his mind wandering on the Coach's words in the locker room as he thought
about his teammates all getting busy in the same room after the game. He
glanced over at Jason Outlaw, and suddenly wondered what the white boy
would look like on his hands and knees in doggy style position?
	Taking the shot, the ball bounced off the rim just short of the
basket. Teammates and fan groaned in frustration as the ball was passed
back to the referee who informed Armand he had one foul shot left. This
time Armand didn't look at anyone. He dribbled the ball for a few seconds
to collect his thoughts as he concentrated on sinking the basket. He poised
the ball up over his head as he aimed, then released the ball with the
slightest flick of the wrist. The ball sailed through the air as if in slow
motion. Everyone's eyes were on the ball as it gained height on the
release, and descended on the down slope. Heartbeats pounded as the entire
audience held its breath collectively. The ball sank though the basket
easily, giving the Jaguars a one point lead.
	The clock started counting the seconds down as one of the Wildcats
got the ball, and threw it to their number one player Darius. Darius knew
he didn't have time to run the ball down court, so he threw it with all of
his might, aiming towards the basket just as the buzzer rang. The crowd
jumped on its feet as the ball went into the basket. But instead of sinking
in with a swish for 2 points and the win, it rolled around the rim several
times before tumbling off to the side, bouncing on the wood floor.

"The Jaguars WIN!!!" yelled the announcer as fans and players went
wild.
	People came out of the stands as the players all hugged each other
in congratulations. Warm smiles, warm hearts, and genuine good cheer flow
through the center stadium as the Wildcats slowly walked off the woods in
disappointment.
	Several of the Jaguar's friends and family members were in the
stands, and several of the players climbed up into the bleachers to
celebrate the victory with their families. Coach Brown was congratulated by
the referees and opposing Coach for the Wildcats.
	A camera crew came down to the floor, wanting an interview with
Coach and several key team members about the season and the big win over
the Wildcats. Coach Brown gave his usual praise for the opposing team, but
spoke of how proud he was that his team came together and pulled it off
when it counted. He even gave predictions of more success in the Jaguar's
future. Mikiah Washington, Carter Sanborne, Tyrome Smith, and Clarence
Johnson were also interviewed, each praising their teammates and Coach for
the victory in the midst of cheers and congrats. Tyrome took the
opportunity to re-announce his engagement to Jaguar's cheerleader Katandra
Wilkins on national television, making it ultra official.

	In the locker room the team was on a definitely high, feeling good
and enjoying the afterglow. All the bickering, backstabbing and name
calling a thing of the past as the seniors looked towards their
futures. Gatorade was poured over each other's heads as high fives and ass
slaps rang through the room. In the showers the team talked about the game,
and how each player helped bring them to victory. But even as the team
soared off their win, Coach's proposition for later in the hotel room
stayed in the backs of their minds as wandering eyes began to openly
smolder over fat asses and plump dicks. At one point the conversation
ceased as everyone stood around soaping their genitals. Dicks began to get
hard as blood pumped into the soft glands, and everyone wondered who would
be the first one to break the silence?

"You know, Ty, if you really wanted to suck dick, you didn't have to go
to the Wildcats..., any ONE of us on the team would have let you go down
on us!" said Mikiah, soaping his long slim dick with his soapy hands.

"Definitely!" agreed Carter, soaping his own erection.

"It wasn't like I went looking for it..., it was a bet...!"
defended Tyrome.

"Well..., we can all make a bet right here, right now if you
want...?" countered Mikiah.

"I think Coach's got us all hooked up later...!" responded Tyrome.

"Nothing like a lil before dinner appetizer...!" teased Robyn.

"What's the matter..., Darius' dick is good enough to suck, but ours
ain't...?" asked Mikiah, pointing his dick in Tyrome's direction.
	Tyrome looked around the shower as his teammates (including CJ)
stood waiting for an answer. Tyrome was still pissed that CJ had sent out
the video of Mikiah and Carter fucking, but let him take the blame. In
response, Tyrome quietly walked across the shower room and dropped to his
knees on the floor.

"Holy shit...!" gasped Robyn as Tyrome took over stroking Mikiah's
long dark dick. He looked up at the 21 yr old ball player as water dripped
down off his baby dreads. Tyrome had to admit that despite Mikiah's
sometimes less than sunny disposition, he was a very attractive
brutha. Maybe Mikiah's attitude problems stem from his own self hatred over
his own sexual identity? Whatever the reason, Tyrome took this in account
as he closed his eyes and took Mikiah's dick into his mouth.

"That's what the fuck I'm talking about...!" glee Robyn, as the team
members moved in closer to watch the action.

	Tyrome fit Mikiah's sender dick in his mouth as he began to move
his head back and forth. Mikiah grabbed the back of Tyrome's head as he
helped him bob, shoving more dick into the kneeling man's mouth. Soon his
dick was hitting the start of Ty's throat, as the team captain relaxed his
throat muscles and allowed the dick to have entry.
	Mikiah groaned as he threw back his head and began to fuck Ty's
face. Carter moved in behind Mikiah, pressing his hardon between Mikiah's
dark thighs as he began to fuck the space just under his balls. Mikiah rest
the back of his head on Carter's shoulder as he steadily fucked at Tyrome's
mouth. Other members stood very close as they stroked their dicks and
watched. 20 yr old Jason couldn't keep his eyes off Armand's big dick as
the half Trinidad half Jamaican slowly stroked his meat beside him.

	Derek and CJ watched the action as Tyrome ate Mikiah's meat. Robyn
and Kevin pressed their own crotches in close as Tyrome reached up and
began stroking them too. He switched off of Mikiah's long slim dick and
took Robyn's in his mouth. Robyn gasped when he felt his teammate's warm
mouth envelope him. He grabbed Ty's head and started to bang his dick down
into the team captain's throat before Tyrome pulled off and turned towards
Kevin on the other side of him.
	Kevin sighed softly as Tyrome's mouth molded around his dick and
began bobbing. Jason reached down and took Armand's brown dick into his
hand and began stroking it for him. Armand said nothing as he silently
smiled to himself, then reached back to caress Jason's firm white
ass. Jason gave into temptation and sank down to his knees behind Tyrome,
and took Armand's lovely hard erectile in his mouth.

"Things're getting hot in here..." warned Derek, watching everyone
starting to participate.
	Derek got down onto his knees before Clarence, and took the taller
man's piece between his lips and started sucking. Clarence couldn't help
but be slightly disappointed, wanting to experience someone else in the
room. With Tyrome losing his inhibitions, Mikiah exposed as a bottom, and
Jason now on his knees sucking his first dick, Clarence was hoping to get
his dick wet by someone else for a change.

	Carter removed his dick from between Tyrome's legs as he dropped
down behind him and pressed his face up between his ass cheeks. Mikiah
instinctively pushed back his ass on Carter's face, a move he was obviously
used to making. Carter pulled apart his roommate's ass cheeks, and sucked
at his tight hairy hole as Tyrome pulled off of Kevin's dick, then bent
down to take Carter's stiff standing erection in his mouth. Carter moaned
into Mikiah's ass as Tyrome's mouth sank down around his shaft. With
Tyrome's ass now exposed, 21 year old Leon Taylor jumped down on his knees
behind him and started to feel and caress his lite brown ass.
	CJ spit onto his fingers and bent over to moisten Tyrome's passage
for Leon as he rubbed the oral lubricant over the hole, then inserted his
long fingers. CJ surmised correctly that Coach Brown must have been keeping
Tyrome's ass in shape, as his fingers easily entered the tight gripping
anus with no problem.
	Leon got the message as he spit down onto his dick, then presented
it up to his captain's asshole. CJ removed his fingers just as Leon started
to slid in. Tyrome came up off of Carter's dick to see who was about to
fuck him. He recognized Clarence's long slim fingers probing his chute, but
not the dick. When he looked back over his shoulder, he was surprised to
see Leon sliding into him. Tyrome tightened his hole, squeezing his
teammate's dick as Leon fed all 8 and 1/2 inches up Tyrome's backside.

"Oh shit, you get fucked too...?!" glee Robyn, wanting to fuck
Tyrome next.
	Carter pulled his face from Mikiah's ass and stood up. He slid his
spit wet dick back and forth over Mikiah's flexing ring, then pushed
in. Mikiah groaned aloud as his roommate's dick sank into him, sliding all
the way in up to Carter's balls.

"AAARRHHH...!!"
	Carter hugged Mikiah from behind, his hands gripping the dark skin
baller's wet torso as he ground himself around in his buddy's gut.

	Jason was mostly only sucking on Armand's dick head as his pale
white hands moved up and down the hard brown shaft and over Armand's
gorgeous ass. He pulled back the foreskin, sucking and licking the
sensitive head as Armand squirmed around over him, running his fingers
through Jason's wet hair.
	Kevin watched Mikiah and Tyrome getting fucked as he stroked his
own dick. He noted the soft expressions of ecstasy on both men's faces as
their asses got fucked from behind. Mikiah was standing before Tyrome, his
back arched to shove his ass back on Carter as his dick bounded semi-hard
back and forth between his legs. Tyrome was on his hands and knees, his
legs spread as he hiked his ass up to make a better target for Leon. Leon's
face was in torture as he tried his best not to cum too soon. He slowed
down his pace, but that didn't stop his dick from pulsing and sending ropes
of hot sperm in his captain's ass.

"AAWWW shit...!!" he yelled, losing his load in Tyrome's guts.

"My turn, man...!" called Robyn, getting down on his knees behind
Tyrome as he quickly inserted his hardon and started fucking. "Damn...,
this shit is nice!" he responded, unprepared for the exquisite feeling
surrounding his dick.
	Kevin presented his own dick for Tyrome to suck. Ty took Kev's meat
in his mouth and began nursing it like a baby calf on its mother's
teat. Meanwhile behind them Jason was really starting to enjoy sucking
Armand's dick (running the head between his lips and over his smooth face)
when the dick suddenly started to shoot. Jason was caught off guard when
the cum started to spurt out all over his upturned face. On instinct he
took the erupting head back into his mouth, allowing Armand to finish off
what he started.
	Armand moaned and groaned as Jason tasted cum for the first time
(besides his own). He liked the way the dick pulsated in his mouth, his
tongue filling up with the surplus of semen before swallowing it down into
his hungry stomach. It was definitely something the handsome 20 yr old was
eager to try again.

	Clarence reached over and started feeling Armand's lovely ass. He
fingered the deep crack, finding the pulsating pucker before slowly
inserting a curious finger. Armand didn't protest, which led Clarence to
believe the fellow 18 yr old was open to the idea of getting penetrated.
	Clarence pulled Jason up off his knees and placed him before
Derek. Derek looked up in surprise as CJ removed his dick, then guided his
boyfriend's head over to his former roommate. Jason's 8" white dick was
as hard as a brick, the pale shaft and reddish head reminded Derek of a
candy cane. Derek took the white dick into his mouth, having always had a
fondness for his former roommate. Jason moaned softly as he licked the
remaining cum from his lips.
	Clarence took Armand aside, gently pushing the island boy down to
his hands and knees as his full round brown ass came into immediate
view. Clarence licked his lips in anticipation as he lowered his face down
between the ripe melons and began eating.

	Armand had never had his asshole eaten before, and was quite
unprepared for the experience as he tried to wiggle away from the searching
and probing tongue. But Clarence was used to guys trying to escape his long
taster as he simply wrapped his hands about Armand's hips and held his
delicious apple bottom captive. Armand pressed his face down against the
shower floor, allowing CJ's tongue to probe even deeper. He spread his legs
to open his ass more as Clarence shoved his face in as far as it would go,
then darted his tongue in and out.
	Kevin and Robyn had Tyrome sandwiched between them as both men
fucked Tyrome front and back. The two roommates had shared more than a few
women together on campus in the same position, but this was the first time
they ever shared a guy. The usual looks though facial expressions and eye
contact was no different than with a woman, but this time they were both
watching each other more closely to see just how the other was responding
to fucking a man. Kevin watched his best friend's dick sliding back and
forth through Tyrome's spread cheeks, while Robyn watched Kevin holding
Ty's head as he fucked his mouth and throat. Tyrome happily took both
dicks, feeling no guilt or shame for the first time since Clarence took his
anal virginity months ago.

"ahhh..., I'm gonna cum...!" warned Kevin, his eyes rolling up into
his head as he let his load loose in Tyrome's mouth.
       Tyrome graciously accepted the cum, first allowing it to fill his
mouth before swallowing it down. He continued to suckle Kevin's dick after
his orgasm, just loving the feeling if a dick in his mouth. From behind he
could feel Robyn Fuller starting to fuck him harder. Slapping sounds could
be heard as Robyn picked up the pace and slammed his hips into the bare
buttock before him. He loved watching his dick disappear up Tyrome's ass,
his muscular back and trip waist pushing his handsome ass back to swallow
up his dick with every stroke.

"AWW fuck..." groaned Robyn, pulling his dick out as he jerked
himself off all over Tyrome's back and ass. "AARRRGGG
SSHHHIITTTT...!!" he yelled as cum streaks painted Ty's back and
buttock in creamy white ribbons.

	Carter continued to ram into Mikiah's ass, holding him by the waist
as he slammed his dick in and out of his hole. Mikiah's eyes remained
closed as he allowed his buddy to fuck him openly in front of his
teammates. Tyrome pulled himself up from between Kevin and Robyn, and began
twisting Mikiah's dark nipples. Mikiah groaned out loud as he held onto
Tyrome for support. Giving in to temptation, Tyrome leaned in and kissed
Mikiah on the lips. Mikiah didn't resist when he saw who was kissing him,
allowing Tyrome's tongue to penetrate his mouth.
	Carter grabbed Mikiah by the shoulders as he started to pound into
his friend's ass. Meanwhile CJ was nudging his own hard dick in and out of
Armand's tight ass. He had the teenager on his hands and knees, his ass in
vulnerable position as he slowly eased his dick head through the tight
gripping anal ring.

	Derek was sucking feverishly on Jason's dick, swallowing the white
boy's 8 incher with ease. Jason could feel himself getting close to cumming
as he started to pinch and twist his own red erect nipples. Derek swallowed
his dick over and over, taking it from head to base with all the ease of
drinking a glass of water after handing CJ's 12" python on a regular
basis.
	Derek found himself enjoying Jason's dick. He looked up over the
white baller's strong abs and flat chest as he cupped his shaven balls in
his hand. Jason felt himself about to go over the edge as he tried to pull
his dick free from the mouth that was sucking him so well. He didn't want
to disrespect his friend by cumming in his mouth, even though Armand had
just cum in his. He could still taste the sexy island boy's load in his
mouth when he felt himself accidently spew in Derek's.
	Derek accepted the hot cum, letting it paint his tongue before
swallowing it all down. Jason's had only been the second man's load he's
tasted, and he found it just as appealing as CJ's.

	CJ pulled his dick head from Armand's asshole, spit onto his
fingers, then shoved his fingers straight up the island boy's ass. Armand
moaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure as his asshole was violated. He
grit his teeth to bare the pain as CJ replaced his dick head, then pushed
in. CJ watched as his long hard dick speared his fellow 18 yr old. He
pressed in further, sending even more of his dick up into the super heated
hole. With only about half of his 12 inches buried, he decided to spare
Armand the pain of full penetration, and fucked him with only half of his
long ramrod.
	Derek got up off of his knees and he and Snow gathered around CJ
and Armand. Derek definitely had mixed emotions about watching CJ fuck
another guy, but he kept his feelings in check as he presented Clarence
with his dick to suck. Clarence took Derek's dick between his lips as Jason
lay out on the shower room floor to kiss Armand. The 18 and the 20 yr olds
kissed like lovers as they shared spit and sucked tongues. Clarence sucked
at Derek's dick while he fucked Armand. Clarence couldn't see his long
black dick sliding through the island boy's tight butt (as his face was
turned towards Derek), but he could definitely feel it gripping him like a
virgin vice as he slid back and forth while Derek held Clarence by the head
as he slowly fucked his boyfriend's mouth, picking up the pace as he got
hornier.

	Carter was slamming his dick up Mikiah's ass as Tyrome and Mikiah
French kissed. Mikiah stood slightly bent forward, holding onto Tyrome for
support as Carter fucked him from behind. Carter felt himself getting close
as Mikiah's tight asshole massaged his plunging dick length. He hammered
hard at the hole until he felt his balls knot, then he rammed all the way
up inside and held himself there as he unloaded in his best friend's
ass. "UHH...UHH...UHH...UHH..." he panted with each injection.
	Mikiah reached down and grasped Tyrome hard thick 9" dick, and
began stroking it in his hand.

"Fuck me..." he moaned into Tyrome's mouth between kisses.
	Tyrome obliged Mikiah's wishes by gently turning him around after
Carter pulled out. Mikiah arched his back to elevate his ass as Tyrome
eased his hardon up to the hole, and pushed in. "aahhhh mannnn...!"
groaned Mikiah, feeling another dick slip though his anal gut. Carter
started kissing Mikiah, picking up where Tyrome left off as Tyrome started
fucking his teammate's hungry ass. The three men fucked like that as while
CJ butt fucked Armand and sucked Derek's dick, while Armand and Snow
remained kissing like lovers.

	Armand felt the pain in his ass already starting to diminish as CJ
continued to fuck him. His own dick was hard again between his legs as he
reached down and began stroking it in time with CJ's thrusts. CJ sucked on
Derek's dick, taking the entire length in his mouth and throat as Derek
held his head in a tight lock. Derek felt himself getting close as CJ held
Armand by the hips and slammed more and more of his manhood deeper into the
island boy's ass.  "AAARRHHHHGGG...!!" grunted Armand, cumming all
over the shower floor as Snow continued to tongue his mouth with gentle
kisses. CJ picked up the pace when he felt Armand cumming, he gripped his
waist tighter to keep the freshmen from wiggling away before he had the
chance to nutt. Derek closed his eyes and dropped his jaw in ecstasy as his
load suddenly flooded Clarence's mouth and throat. Clarence felt the deluge
shooting down his throat as Derek's grip on his head relaxed. Once his
orgasm was over, Clarence pulled away to watch his own dick sliding through
Armand's spread ass cheeks. Just the sight of the virgin ass dancing on his
dick was enough to make Clarence shoot, as he flooded Armand's hole with
its first batch of sperm.
	Armand felt the dick throbbing in his ass, and absolutely loved
it. His dick remained hard despite cumming twice (youth).

	As everyone was coming down off their lust, Tyrome was picking up
the pace in Mikiah's ass. It was quite a sight to see his beautiful brown
ass humping back and forth as he drilled the dark hole before him. Mikiah
was loving every minute of it, sandwiched between two of the hottest men on
the team, his own hard dick swaying back and forth, ready to drop a load at
any second.
	Tyrome could feel his orgasm building as he fucked, his own ass
feeling pretty good after giving it up to two of his teammates. Ty loved
how tight Mikiah's hole felt on his dick, the anal ring and tight gripping
sphincter muscles massaging his dick like a tightly wrapped fist. Tyrome
now saw why Clarence loved fucking him so much. He grabbed Mikiah about the
shoulders, fucking hard into his hot ass as he hammered the full length
home. Mikiah groaned into Carter's mouth as the fucking got rougher. He
reached down and stroked his own swinging dick, almost instantly cumming on
Carter's leg as Tyrome came up his ass.

"AAHHHHH... YEAH...!!" yelled Tyrome, losing his essence in
Mikiah's gut.

"Damn..., what the hell's going on in here...??" asked Coach Brown,
standing in the shower room's entrance way as he watched his team fucking
and sucking each other like a group of horny hound dogs. "Yall couldn't
wait til we got to the hotel, tonight...??!" he laughed, good hearted
about it.

"This was just a preview. Coach..., we're still going to your party
too!" laughed the team as a whole.

PT-3

	After the Jaguars got dressed and started to leave the locker room,
they noticed the Wildcat's team captain (Darius Jones) standing outside the
locker entrance, leaning with his back against the wall as if he'd been
waiting for awhile. "Wussup..." said a few players as they walked by
and shook hands. "Congratulations..." responded Darius, "...yall
deserve it this year!"
	One by one the Jaguars exited the locker room, shaking Darius' hand
before heading out to the bus waiting outside. When Tyrome came out, the
two captains' eyes locked for the first time since the game. Darius blushed
as he licked his sexy lips like LLCOOLJ.

"Been waiting for you, man..." he said, as a couple of Jags lingered
behind to see what Darius wanted.

"You alright, Ty...?" asked Kevin, Robyn, and Mikiah, as they looked
Darius up and down hard.

"I don't want any trouble..." defended Darius, playfully holding his
hands up defensively as if to show he was carrying no weapons. "...I
just wanted to congratulate Tyrome...!"

"Ty...?" asked Mikiah, leaving it up to his team captain.

"I'm kewl." answered Tyrome, signaling for his teammates to go on
without him. "What's up...?" asked Ty, as his friends walked away.
	Darius held out his hand...

"I just wanted to tell you I'm glad you won today..." said Darius,
sincerely. "...you really deserve it, you're the best player on the
team!"

"I don't know about that..." said Tyrome, being modest.

"You are..., believe me! CJ is still just a rookie, and Mikiah, Carter,
and Leon don't have your variety of shots!"

"Okay..." accepted Tyrome, not used to compliments from opposing
players.

"I was wondering if you had any plans before going home...?" asked
Darius, curiously.

"Well..., Coach is planning a big celebration at the hotel...then I'm
sure there'll be a few parties back home at the House...! Why?" asked
Tyrome.

"I...wanted to take you out..., to celebrate your win..." said
Darius, awkwardly.

"You mean to suck you dick, again!" suspected Tyrome with a frown.

"Naw...! I mean, if you wanted to do that it would be cool...!"
laughed Darius, honestly. "But I figured I'd just treat you out...! You
deserve it!" he added, sincerely.

"Maybe you should suck MY dick, since we won...!" suggested Tyrome,
slyly.

"I would have..., --had we bet on it!" smiled Darius.
	Tyrome sensed something in Darius' demeanor, something that told
him the Wildcats' captain was flirting with him!

"Well, thanks for the invite...but it'll have to wait til the next time
I'm in town, or you're in Maryland!" declined Tyrome, tightening his
hold on his duffle bag.

"Okay, cool. No hard feelings...?" asked Darius, holding out his
hand to shake.
	Tyrome looked down at Darius' hand, then grasped it firmly. But to
Tyrome's surprise, Darius pulled him in close and locked lips with
him. Tyrome was completely floored as Darius' tongue entered his mouth. For
30 seconds the two team captains French kissed, standing in an empty
corridor. Tyrome broke the kiss, pulling back as their lips parted with a
smack sound.
	Darius merely smiled as he walked off, leaving Tyrome to wonder
what the hell just happened? He was half tempted to call after Darius, but
knew Coach Brown had already planned an erotic evening with the team in
their hotel room...

To be concluded next chap...
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