Date: Fri, 13 Jan 2006 00:06:23 -0500
From: Duke Student <dukeblue001@hotmail.com>
Subject: hot day for college jocks Part IV - Water polo

Disclaimer: I don't know shit about water polo. If I get some details wrong,
don't blame me. I also typed this really fast so there are probably some
typos. Sorry.

Even as hot and hung jocks all over the country were stripping off their
uniforms and grabbing their buddies for a rough fuck, the men of the UCLA
and USC water polo teams were obliviously preparing for their spring
exhibition game. Their season had ended earlier in the year, with the
Trojans demolishing their crosstown rivals to take the national title. Now
they were getting back together for a little grudge match.

Even though it had been a good couple of hours since the Florida baseball
studs had discovered their new taste for cock and jock muscle, the handsome
men of these two west coast teams hadn't heard anything about it. So they
changed into their suits with their usual casual laziness, allowing the
slightly homoerotic towel-snapping and ass-grabbing they usually engaged in
before games, but nothing that would have foreshadowed what was to come.

Most of the UCLA players had lost their jeans and tight t-shirts by the time
it hit their locker room. Some of them were already fully dressed out, the
thin blue fabric of their speedos gleaming as they showered. Others were
still pulling on their suits by the lockers, in various states of nakedness.
One guy, a 20-year-old sophomore from San Diego, still had on his sagged
jeans and brown leather sandals but had pulled off his form-fitting gray
t-shirt to reveal a beautifully tanned and defined physique.

Water polo players, unlike swimmers, required not a lean and sleek build but
a solid, heavily muscular one. They were constantly swimming, treading,
fighting for the ball, shooting--all of which led to upper bodies whose pecs
bulged, whose delts and biceps swelled, whose hulking necks squeezed veins
against tanned skin. Not to mention the legs and the ass--all solidly
muscular thanks to hours spent daily in the pool.

This handsome sophomore was no exception to the rule. A narcissist--but with
good reason--he let his hand slide down from his neck over his left pec,
lightly caressing the hard nipple, then down to his six-pack and tight
obliques, finally easing to meet his cock through the loose denim of the
jeans. He'd gotten hard feeling himself up, and he was about to let his
fully boned 8-incher free from his tight boxer briefs when he felt a sharp
twinge run through his jacked and beautiful body, starting at the roots of
his dark brown hair and shooting all the way down to jolt his sizable balls.

He didn't know quite what was happening as he turned to his teammate
dressing next to him. His fortunate neighbor, a 6'0" junior who played
reserve although he was actually a lot more built than some of the starters,
was also just pulling off his jeans. Unable to control himself as he stared
at his buddy, the sophomore put his hands to the reserve's waist, shucking
both the jeans and the boxer briefs his friend wore.

Thinking he'd just been pantsed, the junior turned in mock anger to face his
teammate. But instead of being met with a laughing prankster, the
blond-haired junior with 15 pounds of muscle on the San Diego stud felt a
strong pair of lips push against his--a strong, firm, definitely male pair
of lips. The sophomore's right hand almost immediately locked around his
teammate's exposed cock as well, softly stroking the 9-inch shaft that, for
some reason, was painfully hard.

Before the cut junior could even process what was happening, he felt himself
kissing back, opening his mouth to his friend's demanding tongue, felt his
own hands dive down over the sophomore's handsome six-pack to dig into his
jeans and wrap around his own leaking water polo jock prick.

The two Bruin studs didn't even have time to think as they let their lips
and tongues run all over each other and the sophomore who'd started it freed
his cock from his jeans and boxer briefs. A moment later the two hot UCLA
jocks released each other's dicks and let their hands run free to another
part of the other cockstud's body. As the hot brown-haired sophomore gripped
his buddy's muscle ass and the reserve's hands clenched against the
sophomore's tanned back, their two bodies came together, pecs pushed against
pecs, abs against abs, burning hard and dripping cocks rubbing roughly
together.

But for the junior stud, who'd just been minding his own business when he
was kissed, now seemed more into it than the sophomore who'd kissed him. The
gorgeous blond dropped to his knees in the middle of the locker room and
without an ounce of hesitation began to lick and tongue his buddy's leaking
cockhead. A few seconds later, the huge jock dick was halfway down his tight
throat as he sucked another guy's cock for the first time ever. The hunk
sophomore just closed his eyes and ran his hands through his buddy's hair,
feeling his hard shaft enveloped in delicious warmth.

It didn't always hit guys at exactly the same time, which made for some
awkward moments. One handsome freshman with a shaved head, tanned and
well-defined torso, and beautiful muscular bubble butt had just walked in
late when he felt somebody grab him from behind.

The 100% straight first-year player dropped his bag in surprise as the guy
behind him--a hot, barely clothed frat boy who also had been entirely into
girls until a few seconds earlier--wrapped his hands and arms around,
pushing hard palms down on the freshman's six-pack stomach through his tight
red polo while grinding his hard and apparently very long and thick cock
against his ass through his jeans.

"I want your body so bad, stud," said the junior in an erotic, guttural
whisper. "I want this--" and he ran his hands up under his teammate's shirt
to grip the freshman's solid pecs, "and this--" His hands fell again to
unbuckle the jock hunk's belt and fish into his jeans, sliding over the
freshman's cock--not hard, but still an impressive 5 inches soft. "But most
of all," the older Bruin finished, kissing and licking the 18-year-old kid's
bulging neck as he slid the unsuspecting guy's jeans and boxers all the way
down, "I want this." And with that his hard and throbbing dick was coming in
the freshman's virgin asshole.

The kid winced and groaned. While not enjoying the situation, he also wasn't
panicking--he figured it was just some kind of initiation, moving up from
the lowest rung to become a real part of the team. He finally started to
sense something else might be up when the junior stud, one of the teams
stars and certainly not a guy who'd admit his homosexuality openly, kept
kissing and said, "I love you, bro. And you got a sweet fuckin' cock--you
gotta let me suck your dick when I'm done."

He got even more of a hint when he started thinking himself about the
junior's fat cock, and how much he'd enjoy sucking it too, and how much he
was enjoying it up his tight jock ass right then. Before he knew it, the hot
Bruin freshman was pushing his ass back into his teammate's pulsing cock and
whispering, "Fuck me harder, dude! Fuck me!" All the awkward moments
eventually turned out okay as the confused guy realized how much he actually
liked getting his ass stretched out by a big jock dick, or getting his
throat fucked with 7 inches of stud jock meat, or meeting lips and kissing
the handsome muscle god he'd been changing next to for months.

And that's how it was with the freshman hunk, who just minutes after feeling
like he was being raped, happily let his teammate cum in his ass, then
turned and locked the cut junior in a deep and passionate kiss, eventually
letting the other guy sink down and start sucking his cock just like he'd
promised.

It wasn't long before the guys in the shower started to get in on the fun as
well. Five or six of the UCLA studs were soaping themselves up or rinsing
off when it hit, making their hands shake, their eyes clench briefly, and
their cocks and asses start to tingle and stir beneath their tight blue
speedos. Toward the back, one of the seniors, a hot Latino hukn with short
black hair, deeply tanned skin, and a jacked 6'1" physique, turned to the
guy next to him and brazenly checked him out.

To his surprise, the handsome Latin senior was very happy with what he saw
as his teammate continued showering. The other guy was blond and nicely
tanned, with a torso that nearly matched the senior god's body. Now a
sophomore, he'd clearly grown up a surfer boy on the shores of Malibu or
wherever he was from, and had only picked up water polo because UCLA didn't
have a surfing team. The hung senior, whose thick 7-inch prick now bulged
impressively into his blue suit, had always been into surfer girls, so it
made sense that now that he was starting to dig the cock, he'd get hard for
a surfer boy.

It didn't help when the hot sophomore turned, his eyes still closed as he
rinsed his medium-length brown hair, and the senior caught sight of his
buddy's handsome 8-inch surfer cock. For some reason the other guy was hard
too, so the beautiful, thick shaft pressed insistently against the tight
fabric of the speedo. The senior stared at it for a good ten seconds,
watching the outline of the broad dickhead squeeze against his teammate's
suit and thinking about it in his mouth.

Eventually thinking wasn't enough and the older Bruin stud knelt and pulled
the sophomore's suit down, letting the hard 8-incher slap against the blond
hunk's stomach, splashing water on the floor.

"Dude, what are you--ohh, fuck...awwhh, fuck..." The hung sophomore's
objections were quickly muted as the Latin senior's strong lips and tongue
enveloped his achingly hard cock and started sucking it for all they were
worth. His hands squeezed around his teammate's wet black hair as he felt
the beautiful jock--100% straight a few seconds before--trying to lick and
suck the juice out of his huge Bruin prick.

The senior proved to be such a good cocksucker, and so into the 19-year-old
blond stud's thick tool, that he didn't last long at all. And when the Latin
god pushed his buddy's speedo down over his muscle ass and slipped a few
fingers inside the sophomore's untouched jock hole, the surfer boy couldn't
hold back.

Not ony did the hot blond water polo player blow his load deep into his
buddy's throat, but no sooner had the handsome senior cleaned and milked his
dick than he leaned forward and kissed the stacked Latino guy hard. If there
was any doubt that the need for men had hit him too, it disappeared when he
stared into his teammate's eyes and breathlessly whispered, "Fuck me, dude.
The fingers aren't enough."

The senior had been eyeing the blond jock's muscle ass too and had no
problem shoving the younger Bruin stud on the floor, shucking his own
dangerously stretched speedo, and with no more than a quick kiss to the
sophomore's cock, pushed his 7-inch Latin meat deep into the other athlete's
virgin jock pussy.

Obviously these events were something of a surprise to the other guys in the
locker room--at least at first. But in short order, as they continued
watching their hot and hung teammates fuck under the shower, they began to
feel themselves overcome by the same urges.

A hulking junior from Phoenix was the first to look down and realize that
he'd sprung a huge boner, his 7.5-inch cock pushing hard into his uniform
suit. He ran his big hand through his wet, dark brown hair in confusion,
then slid the other hand down from his bulging pecs over his eight-pack to
grip his rock-hard shaft, feeling himself up as if he were trying to figure
out what he suddenly found so attractive about hard muscle and thick cock.
Before he even realized it, though, he was jacking the leaking hard-on
through his suit, watching intently as his two teammates got in a rough fuck
rhythm.

Luckily for him, his hand didn't have to do the work for long. He felt
another hand on his own and looked over to see the smiling face of the team
captain, a senior from the Bay Area with a gorgeous figure and close-cut
brown hair. The stud jock was grinning as he looked into his teammate's
handsome face and started jacking the junior slowly.

"Can I help you with that?" the captain asked. As the junior stuttered for
an answer, the ripped senior looked over his equally muscular buddy. "Damn,
you're hot," he said, gripping the junior's tight muscle ass over his blue
suit.

"But dude...you have a girlfriend," the Zona boy protested.

"Fuck her, man," said the short-haired jock, staring into his teammate's
eyes. "I want you." With that he clenched his buddy's ass with both hands
and surged forward, kissing him hard on the lips. THe two water polo
fuckstuds, so suddenly and totally obsessed with each other, let their
tongues and lips curl over and around each other for a few seconds,
experiencing the unexpectedly pleasurable sensation of another guy's wet
mouth.

Another hot new feeling was on the way as their cocks rubbed against each
other for the first time, making both hung jocks breathe a little harder.
They both pushed harder against each other as they continued kissing, and
eventually both the junior's 7.5-inch shaft and the senior captain's monster
9-inch cock had escaped from the tight blue fabric of their speedos, the
leaking heads of each thick tool peeking out above the waistband to meet the
other, as if their two cocks wanted to kiss just like their owners were.

"Dude," said the breathless Arizona junior as he pulled back briefly and
stared into his captain's warm eyes. "I'm not a fag, man, but...I really
want your cock in my mouth." The senior grinned, speechless. "Now," added
his horny buddy, pulling down the senior's suit and letting the huge
dickhead slap against the tanned California hunk's ripped abs for emphasis.

"I'm not stopping you, stud," said the older UCLA jock. "Fact, I'm kinda
looking forward to breeding this hot little mouth." He slipped a finger
through the junior's lips and let him suck it for a second, but the other
guy quickly got impatient and dropped down, taking the senior's large,
rock-hard dick into his mouth, enjoying the feeling of an enormous prick
filling up his mouth and throat.

He'd been amazed when the senior hit on him, but he was just as amazed at
himself--he'd never had a gay thought in his life, loved pussy and tits
and...ok, who was he kidding? He had a mouthful of one of his teammates'
meat and was really enjoying it, actually hoping he could go long enough for
his buddy to--

"Awwhh, fuck..." groaned the senior as his balls tightened and his 9-incher
shot a huge load of thick Bruin cum down his straight teammate's throat. The
junior drank it happily, tasting another guy's juice for the first--but he
hoped not the last--time. He milked the senior jock's bulging prick, not
letting it out of his mouth till every last delicious drop was down his
throat. Finally he pulled off and rose again, kissing the senior and running
his hands over the captain's solid pecs and tight obliques.

"You ever suck cock before?" panted the hot senior.

"Naw, dude," he replied.

"Me either--but that was fuckin' great, you gotta let me try." And without
warning, the still-breathless senior dipped, shucking his teammate's suit
and engulfing the beautiful junior's cock into his own hot, wet mouth.

As they got into a nice rhythm, the last few guys in the showers had also
begun to fuck. At first, all three of them had been staring in shock and
disgust at the guys they'd assumed--no, known to be straight getting down
and sucking each other's dicks. But as the minutes wore on and they still
hadn't looked away, and as they started to feel their own sweet jock holes
loosening and thick Bruin cocks hardening, it didn't seem so weird and
disgusting after all.

"Shit, man," said one of them, a 6'2" senior with bleached blond hair and a
thick, muscular trunk of a torso. "I hate to say it but...this shit is
startin' to turn me on." He looked down to see his 7-inch dick swell and
press into his suit like the others.

"Startin' to, fuck," whispered his teammate, a shorter freshman with shaggy
brown hair. "I'm about to blow my load." The other two looked to see the
18-year-old stud had shed his suit and was freely jacking his impressive
8-inch jock meat, drops of precum spilling from the slit.

"Well, don't waste it, stud," said the senior without even realizing it. And
just like that he was on his knees with one of his teammates' cocks planted
deep in his mouth.

The third guy was the last to break. He was a sophomore and one of those
hyper-masculine guys who liked to preen shirtless for the ladies, showing
off bulging pecs, rippling abs, swollen biceps. He was a cocky stud, but not
without cause--the tanned and muscular Angeleno had soft brown hair and
bright blue eyes that justifiably made his female admirers swoon.

But he'd forgotten all about them as he watched his teammates taste each
other, and slowly got caught up in the ass of the young freshman getting his
dick sucked. It was a perfect muscular bubble butt, freed from the confines
of its tight blue speedo. And it made the cocky sophomore forget about any
other pussy he'd ever seen.

He dove into the freshman's ass like it was birthday cake, smelling the
clean, wet and distinctly male scent at the center of the young stud's hole.
The kid gasped as he felt his teammate start to tongue him deeply--it wasn't
every day he had two of his hot jock teammates strip him in the shower and
eat his cock and ass.

Out in the locker room, the rest of the team was either still deep in the
swing of a hot fuck or cooling off after one. All over the place, hot
southern California jocks lay naked, rubbing, caressing, licking and sucking
each other's hard, powerful bodies. Soon people were going to start
wondering what had happened to them.

For the moment, though, the crowd waiting for the match to begin suspected
nothing, never imagining that their friends, sons, boyfriends, and frat
brothers were fucking, kissing, and sucking each other's cocks in the locker
room. They watched as the USC team, apparently unaffected, began to emerge
from their side of the aquatic center.

The Trojan boys were every bit as good-looking as their rivals, each one
seemingly bigger, tanned, more cut than the last. A few of them started
stretching by the side of the pool, a couple others were talking. Some
eventually climbed in the pool and swam a few laps to warm up.

"Hey dude, where the fuck are those UCLA fags?" said one of the USC jocks
who had gotten in the water, his handsome face taking on a confused
expression as one of his buddies swam up.

"Probably giving each other head," the other guy replied jokingly. They
laughed, unaware that several of the hot Bruin jocks were engaged in exactly
that. Then the second guy swam away, continuing his warm-up.

But as he did, the first Trojan, a tan, brown-haired senior from Orange
County, found himself unavoidably interested in his buddy's form. The other
guy, a hot junior with shaved blond hair and a tight, beautiful body, lifted
his arms in and out of the water with an efficiency that had the senior
pressing into his uniform suit in seconds. "Wow," he whispered, appreciating
the male beauty that surrounded him for the first time.

He watched in awe as the junior stud got out of the pool, each gorgeous part
of him bulging, bending, squeezing into his skin as he hoisted himself onto
the deck. The senior had never noticed his teammate's ass before, though
he'd seen it hundreds of times with little or no covering. Now, however, he
was transfixed by it, staring in lustful amazement at the twin bulges of
muscle pushing so temptingly out into the dark red suit, water dripping over
it.

"What a hot fuckin' ass," he heard himself whisper. Then the junior turned
around, and it was as if the ass had never existed. Because now the suddenly
horny Trojan jock had seen his teammate's enormous cock, pushing powerfully
against the suit, standing hard at its full 8 inches though there was no
real reason for the junior to be aroused. He licked his lips unconsciously,
imagining the thick shaft he was ogling deep inside his mouth, stretching
out his throat, unloading its hot jock seed into him.

The handsome senior closed his eyes and slowly let his hand fall to begin
stroking his own achingly hard 7-inch dick through his suit. Before long,
the burgundy suit was at his knees under the water and he was openly jacking
his big jock tool at the thought of sucking his friend's prick.

He didn't even realize that the hot junior had gotten back in and swam over
to him until he felt a warm hand wrap around his cock, stopping his jerking
only to begin its own. The senior opened his eyes in alarm but was relieved
to see the very object of his fantasy just inches from him, a smile on his
face that made the senior's cock swell in his teammate's hand.

"You need some help with this?" the junior said huskily, running the other
hand up through his buddy's wet brown hair.

"Fuck, dude..." breathed the O.C. stud.

"Take that as a yes," said the hung Trojan junior, grinning. He took a deep
breath, then sank under the water. A second later, the senior felt his
friend's powerful lips wrap around his hard cock and begin to suck it hard.

"Oh my God," whispered the senior. He'd never gotten a blowjob in the pool
before, and definitely never from one of his teammates. But the power of the
lips and tongue enveloping his dick and easing it 2 inches, 4 inches, all
the way down his throat made him wonder why the hell he hadn't done this
before. His hands were clenched around his buddy's shaved head, feeling it
bob up and down on his hard Trojan cock under the water. The junior slipped
his fingers around, gripping the older jock's tight ass before pushing a
couple inside his untouched hole.

"Awwwhh..." groaned the first hunk, his entire body squeezing tight, abs
crunching, pecs flexing, asshole closing tight around his teammate's fingers
as his 7-inch cock exploded in his fellow water polo jock's mouth.

Up in the stands, two 20-year-old USC juniors watched their team prepping
for the game. The two good-looking young men, both from the suburbs of San
Francisco, both good friends with a lot of guys on the team, hadn't noticed
that two of their buddies were giving each other head in the pool. They
didn't see either as other little signs started to appear that the Trojan
jocks were starting to feel something more about their hot teammates too--a
hand running along the waistline of a buddy's dark red speedo, an extended
meeting of glances between two pairs of hot blue eyes, a hot blond freshman
helping his senior teammate stretch leaning over to run his fingers over the
grinning stud's suddenly strained suit.

The two USC studs in the stands didn't see any of this, but they did start
to appreciate the physical assets of their team in a way the two straight
studs never had before. The first junior, a tanned hunk with chiseled
cheeks, a square jaw and gelled brown hair, was palming his left pec through
his tight yellow and red USC t-shirt. It was a gesture of nervousness as  he
stared at the hot and hung jocks and wondered why his thick 9-inch cock was
suddenly bulging hard into the crotch of his jeans.

The other stud was even hotter than his friend--taller, more muscular. He
had shaggy brown hair, piercing green eyes, a cut jawline highlighting his
handsome face, totally ripped torso pressing hard into a form-fitting light
blue polo, muscular neck bulging out against a hemp necklace. The polo hung
over his burgundy mesh shorts, imprinted with the Trojans' logo, and already
straining with the swollen mass of his own 8.5-inch Southern Cal fuckpole. A
dark spot had formed on the front where his large dickhead leaked freely,
thanks to the soft strokes of his hand through the mesh fabric.

"I don't want to sound weird, dude," said the short-haired junior, "but
those guys look damn good right now."

The shaggy-haired study's lips formed into a handsome smile as he looked
over the cut and dripping wet bodies of two of his best friends on the team,
who were now overtly kissing, their hands grabbing abs, pecs, ass, hair,
cock, anything they could find as they explored another jock's cut body as
never before. "Damn good," the second guy agreed.

He looked down in the stands to see that other hunks from both schools were
not being shy about their new feelings either. Two built freshmen from UCLA
who had come with their girlfriends but sat next to each other were now
ignoring the girls and discreetly kissing each other's lips, necks, and
solid cheeks. A couple rows down, a cute 23-year-old USC fan with curly
brown hair had let a cut sophomore from Southern Cal, just 19 years old but
with an obviously powerful libido, slide down his jeans and boxers just
enough to push his rock-hard 7-incher balls deep into the other guy's tight
muscle ass.

Down on the pool deck, the fucking had gotten more intense. One USC player
had his teammate bent over the side of the pool, both of them half-in,
half-out of the water, their red speedos shucked to their knees. The bottom
stud moaned in pleasure as he felt his buddy ream his virgin hole. At the
same time, the UCLA guys were starting to emerge from their locker room,
each of them looking like they'd just had the time of their lives. Wearing
speedos, warm-up shorts, boxer briefs, or nothing at all, the hot Bruins
sauntered out with that post-hot-sex swagger, their bulky arms draped around
each other, their hair, faces and bodies slick with water, sweat and hot
jock seed.

Finally the cut spike-haired USC junior in the stands turned to his buddy
and looked over his handsome body under the blue polo and red mesh, his eyes
eventually settling on his friend's still aching cockhead bulging
impressively into the shorts. "Dude, I gotta get a taste of that," he
muttered.

The other guy looked at his buddy. His expression was first confused but
suddenly changed to a determined smile. He took his buddy's head in his
hands and looked straight into his gaze, the beautiful green eyes melting
whatever inhibitions might have remained.

With an undeniable force, the two USC hunks kissed passionately, their hands
all over each other. The shaggy-haired Trojan pushed down under his friend's
jeans to wrap around his hot 9-inch meat while the other guy's own exploring
hands reached up under his buddy's polo to grab his pecs, squeezing the
muscle hard as he felt his straight-arrow pal's tongue lock with his own.

By now the UCLA jocks had revved up for more and were mixing in with the
jacked Trojan studs. The Latin hunk from the showers gladly bent over and
pulled down his blue suit to take a USC senior's leaking prick into his
tight ass, while the first hot Trojan couple from the pool allowed one of
the Bruins between them, feeding the handsome and muscular blond freshman
the senior's cock while the other USC jock slid through his assring slowly
but without hesitation.

If any of them had taken a break from fucking, sucking and kissing long
enough to look around, they would have seen that hardly a hot, hung young
man in the building was not engaged with a teammate, a buddy, or just the
closest stud with a cut body and a hard cock. And somehow, none of it ever
seemed the slightest bit out of the ordinary.