Date: Mon, 12 Apr 1999 08:12:45 PDT
From: Jock Lover <in2jocks@hotmail.com>
Subject: After the Combine

This story contains graphic sexual interaction between men, and is intended
ONLY for those over the age of eighteen.

These fictional accounts of sex involving celebrities should in no way suggest
that these events occur in their real lives.

Constructive criticism and comments are especially welcome, as are future story
suggestions!

After the Combine
by in2jocks@hotmail.com

Part 1 of 2

The NFL Scouting Combine was finally over, and the college seniors and
declared juniors who had undergone the grueling rounds of workouts and
tests were glad it was finally over. Three quarterbacks who were expected
to go very high in the April draft were especially happy at the results,
having resolved questions of arm-strength and leadership abilities; for
Kentucky's Tim Couch, Ohio State's Joe Germaine and UCLA's Cade McNown, it
was time to par-tee!

Joe Germaine drove his truck through the manicured streets of the upscale
Indianapolis suburb, heading for his buddy Peyton Manning's house. As
Peyton had a standing commitment to participate in a charity "BIKEATHON"
fund-raising event that day, he had given his OSU buddy a key to his house,
located in a very private Indianapolis development.

Pulling up the familiar driveway, Joe parked next to the side entrance, and
the three college jocks stretched their long legs as they walked up to the
entrance.

"Wow, nice place - Peyton's got it real good here".

"Yeah, Tim, Peyt's a real cool dude - look at this, he left us all this
food and lots of cold drinks in the fridge. Anyone want a brewski?"

"Yeah, pass me one ... how about you, Cade"

"In a minute, I'll be right back"....

"Man, look at this back yard - the pool is huge, just like you told us,
Joe".

"Even better, Tim, look at the high shrubs and stuff - total privacy!"

"Yeah! I see why you told me that it would be OK to skinny dip.

Tim looked up to see Joe finish stepping out of his khaki shorts and
boxers, pulling them off in one fell swoop.

"YEAH!" Tim exclaimed as he copied his Big 10 buddy, getting naked and
following him out the sliding door and into the black bottom,
irregular-shaped pool. The unseasonably warm February weather, combined
with the heated water in the pool, made the boys feel great as they
splashed and cavorted like two kids at summer camp. The tanned supple skin
on the two collegiate All-Americans glistening in the sunlight as the water
beaded on their broad shoulders, arms and backs.

"What happened to Cade?" Tim Couch asked, standing in the shallow end of
the pool. Tim's crotch was just at water level, his thick stud dick bobbing
on the level of the water, already beginning to harden in anticipation of
the jock sex that he hoped would soon commence. He was about to ask Joe if
they should maybe wait for Peyton to get there when Germaine swam up behind
his KU buddy, pressing his muscular chest against Tim's strong, broad back.

Don't know where he went, man" Joe replied as he ground his torso more
firmly against the Wildcat quarterback's sleekly-muscled body. The movement
caused the OSU star's stiffening boner to press against the back of Tim's
wide, powerful thighs. Tim spread his legs apart just enough so that the
co-Big-10 Player of the Year's fat shaft moved forward, pressing directly
between the solid muscles of Tim's upper legs.

"Yeah, that feels real good buddy - don't stop!"

"Awesome legs on you, Tim".

"Glad you like them. Wait, here, let me move up a bit". Tim opened his
legs, letting Joe's now-rockhard pole slip out from his thighs. With Joe
still behind him, he stepped up so that he could grasp the metal rails;
crouching a bit further, more of Tim's body was now submerged (Tim was 5
inches taller than Joe, after all).

As Joe once again pressed into his friend's body, he smiled as he realized
that Tim's adjusted position allowed Joe's erection to slide directly in
between Tim's super-muscular jock melons. The friction of Joe's dick moving
up and down Tim's hairy jock crack, combined with the sluicing action of
the pool water, was making both stud football players feel mighty good
indeed. Joe knew what he wanted, but being well aware of Tim's reputation
on the KU campus as the #1 top jock, Joe realized he'd better be sure.

"Hey Tim, I'm guessing your hole is really fuckin' tight - do you, um, ever
let guys get inside it"?

"The only dicks I ever take up my hole are big quarterback poles".

"Yeah?"

"And, since you took my big shaft up your hole three times last night in
the dorm showers, I definitely want to let you pay me back by driving that
Buckeye boner deep up me - it's the perfect size to give my asshole a good
plowing!".

Joe was ecstatic as he realized that the 6'5" All-American was going to
open his masculine hole. Germaine's 8 1/2-incher, firmly wedged in Tim's
hairy crack, throbbed as he anticipated a truly hot fuck!"

"Too cool! I've been wanting to fuck you ever since I saw your picture in
Sports Illustrated. It's gonna be real hot to screw the #1 draft choice's
butthole".

"#1 draft choice - hey, don't tell me you have a thing for Ricky Williams?"

Joe laughed "Sorry, he's a great running back, but dreadlocks don't turn me
on"

Tim cracked up, then reached for Joe's hand and wrapped it around his giant
pole. "Feel this, buddy - it's all boned up thinking about your big
quarterback boner up my asshole".

Joe loved that comment, so much so that his iron-hard pole spasmed. ""Want
to do it here in the pool, Tim"?

"That would be hot, but to be honest I'd rather go into the bedroom - I
wanna look in those green eyes of yours while you plow me".

"Actually that is a better idea - that way, I can rim your jock ass before
we fuck".

"Oh yeah, Joe. I love that - I'm definitely gonna need to be opened up to
take that fratboy fucktool of yours".

The boys climbed out of the pool, toweling off as they re-entered the
house. Joe wrapped his hand around Tim's mega-hard tool and literally led
him by his dick through the long hallway. Just as they were about to reach
the threshold of the bedroom, they stopped in their tracks as they heard
sounds resembling muffled voices.
    
"What was that"?

"Shhhh" Joe said, released his grip on his buddy's big penis. Motioning to
Tim to wait, Joe silently moved down the hallway, then peered into a
partially opened door opposite the restroom. He then silently walked back
to Tim, sporting a wide grin.

"What is it"?

"Well, I found Cade - and wait till you see what he's up to"

Tim moved up to the door and peered into what he immediately realized was
Peyton Manning's laundry room. The contents of a hamper and laundry bags
had been emptied onto a pile on the floor, and in the midst of the sweaty,
dirty football jerseys, shorts, jockstraps, plastic cups, boxer shorts and
socks sat Cade McNown. The blond UCLA surferjock could not see his QB
buddies, as he had a pair of Peyton's white football pants draped over his
face, his mouth chewing wetly at the back seam of the satiny pants.

"...Oh yeah, so hot, Peyton, is this your hot butt-sweat I'm tasting? Is
this where your round buttcheeks press against your uniform - Yeah, it is -
so fuckin' hot, tasting your hot assjuice - Fuck, what did I do with your
dirty cup - yeah, Peyton, I gotta smell your dick scent while I pound my
dick - I wanna shoot my cum all over your gear ......Oh SHIT!!"

The tanned naked UCLA muscleboy began to blush, but his momentary
embarrassment quickly dissipated as he saw that his two naked combine
buddies had raging hard- ons, and, better, that they were dropping to join
him on the floor.

Tim reached for one of Peyton's dirty socks, and proceeded to slip it over
Cade's hard-on. He then proceeded to blow the Bruin's star right through
the sock, getting the coarse material soaking wet with jock saliva. Joe
Germaine, meantime, wasted no time spreading one of Peyton's jockstraps
across Cade's fuzzy armpit, chewing on the blond surfer-looking stud's
blond pit hair. The sensual tastes of Peyton's jock essence and Cade's
athletic sweat were intoxicating to Joe, whose thick fucktool was once
again as hard as iron.

Cade, who hadn't dropped a load for a couple of days, was no match for Tim
Couch's vacuum like mouth. His stud cum began to flow directly into the
sock that still surrounded his ejaculating muscleboy penis. Between Tim's
spit and the huge wad of surfer semen, the sock was completely soaked.

Tim Couch, however, had another use in mind for the sock. Pulling the sock
carefully off of Cade's still-erect rod, Tim then turned it inside
out. Although some of the Cade-cream had fallen onto the floor, most of it
still clung to the white cotton fabric. Tim carefully spread the soggy sock
over his own iron hard boner, then moved into position behind the blond
Oregon-native. Cade immediately realized what Couch had in mind, and
reached back to grab the ridges of his surferboy melons to give the tall
brown haired muscle stud total access to his furry blond jock hole.

Tim had to use all of his self-control as he positioned his sock-covered
dickhead at the gate to Cade McNown's fuzzy pucker. The sensation of the
wet cotton fabric against the slowly-yielding walls of the gorgeous UCLA
stud's rectum almost made Tim shoot, but he resisted the sensation because
he hadn't been up Cade's asshole yet, and he wanted it to last for a while
at least.

Joe reached up to help. He pulled back on the sock material, so that Tim's
prong had a direct path to Cade's opening. This was exactly what was needed
to cause Cade's blond jock pucker to open enough for Tim's massive dickhead
to move forward; within seconds, Tim was in to the flange of his covered
dickhead.

Cade was loving this hot penetration of his bowels - knowing that one
studly quarterback had another studly QB's sock over his dick made Cade
hotter than ever. He was glad that he had thought ahead and had slipped
plenty of Coppertone up his asshole before they left the dorm, because
Tim's covered dick would have otherwise had much rougher going up
there. Joe pushed on Tim's muscleboy hips, driving the sure #1-draft
choice's pole deeper into the Bruin fuckboy's hot butthole.

"Hey Joe, ready to take that piece of ass you asked me for?"

"Fuck yeah I am, dude!"  Joe moved up and to his left so that he was
directly his quarterback buddy. Tim's super-muscular jock butt was covered
with sweat, and although the rock-hard buns were smooth, Tim had a thick,
masculine thatch of brown hair in his ass-crack. Better still, as Joe had
discovered earlier in the pool, because of the roundness of Tim's glutes,
his crack was very deep. Joe knew that when he was inside Tim's hole and
pulled out, Tim's cheeks would make it feel like Joe was still inside his
asshole.

"Ready to go, man?"  Tim asked Joe, feeling the Ohio boy's big dickhead
nestle into the hairiness of his jock pucker. Tim stopped fucking into
Cade's ass, letting his big dick fall out of the L.A. boy's stretched-out
spinchter. The sock was now coated with plenty of jock bowel-juice from
deep inside Cade.  Somewhat reluctantly, Couch removed the slimy cloth from
his dick, letting his wet shaft rest right at the entrance to Cade's
hole. Tim tensed as he felt Germaine move forward, the OSU jock's big
fratdick pushing through the hairiness and up, up, further into the
Kentucky star's rarely-fucked jock anus.

Joe went all the way in on that same slide, not stopping until his thick
bush had made contact with Tim's muscle glutes. After letting his bowels
adjust to the thickness, Tim pushed back into Cade's hot fuckhole, this
time feeling just how hot the blond muscleboy's rectal walls were without
the sock in the way.

The three future NFL stars soon fell into an pistoning jock fuck
rhythm. Each of the three friends was lost in his jock sex mind: Cade,
getting the rough plowing he liked so much, Joe, plowing one of the most
macho hairy assholes he'd ever slipped his superfat jockdick into, and Tim,
experiencing the double nirvana of both an awesomely-tight jock anus
gripping his pole while a fat thick studprick drove in and out of his
butthole (he thought to himself that he'd have to bottom more often)!

Unfortunately, this football-player orgy couldn't last forever, and it was
Tim Couch that lost it first. The Kentucky superstar was overwhelmed by a
total orgasm, completely consuming all of the nerve endings in his huge
athletic body.  The brown-haired stallion felt his balls tingle and his
shaft throb as hot quarterback sperm ejaculated out of his dick and deep
into Cade NcNown's oven- hot asshole. Jet after power-jet of Tim Couch stud
semen shot into the blond's surferboy fuckhole.

Tim's cream-spewing thrusting set Cade off - big globs of jock glue began
to fire out of Cade's dickhead with almost nuclear force, many of the big
drops landing a full five to six feet ahead of the shooting quarterback,
all over the pieces of Peyton's gear strewn about the floor. Because he
hadn't unloaded as recently as his two partners, the sheer volume of
McNown's ejaculate was astounding.

Joe had the added pleasure of feeling Tim start to cum up Cade's ass-
Couch's ultra-tight jock spinchter contracted and spasmed powerfully with
each orgasmic blast, literally milking the Buckeye Blow right out of Joe's
heavy nuts.

With one last shove, Joe buried his impaler into areas of Tim Couch's
bowels that had probably never felt jock dick before - it was in this
position that Joe Germaine started to fill Tim's deep anal tunnel with
boiling jock lava. Joe felt his balls jerk with each spasm, realizing that
the ultimate hotness of the Wildcat star's hairy ass was making him soot
one of the biggest loads of his young life.

Once all three quarterbacks had shot their sperm, they took some time to
catch their breath, however, they remained coupled, running hands over each
other's tawny sweat-coated skin. Tim's humungous Wildcat boner, hard and
firm, still rested deep inside Cade's golden-boy bowels. The combination of
the tightness of Cade's slick rectal walls, enhanced by the creamy wetness
of jock semen, felt great to both boys; Tim had the added pleasure of
feeling his OSU buddy's thick pole wedged into his own similarly-lubricated
stud orifice.

Joe reached over and gently rubbed his index finger around Tim's stretched,
rubbery spinchter, spreading the mixture of Buckeye-cream and Wildcat
assjuice (freshly extracted from Tim's deep anus) around the hairy opening
of the tall jock's anal canal.

The boys were roused from their relaxed mood by the sound of the door being
opened "Hey, can anyone join this party?"

"Hey Peyt!"  Joe yelled, looking at his very handsome pro quarterback
buddy. All three of the collegiate All-Americans looked up at their host,
who looked like some kind of jock sex god in his blue cycling jersey and
black cycling shorts.  Both sweat-soaked garments clung to the Colts star
like a second skin, accentuating the Tennessee graduate's hard studly
body. Best of all, the shorts made an almost obscene show of Peyton's
gargantuan jock manhood, the famous 11- incher that jock fratboys all over
the SEC fought over to have in their mouths and up their buttholes.


After the Combine
by in2jocks@hotmail.com

Part 2 of 2

(In the previous episode, Tim Couch, Joe Germaine and Cade McNown are
having a party at Peyton Manning's house, celebrating the successful end of
their participation in the NFL scouting combine. Peyton, having just
concluded a charity event, has arrived at a very opportune time).


"Hey Peyt!"  Joe yelled, looking at his extremely handsome pro jock
buddy. All three of the collegiate All-Americans looked over their host
with lust in their eyes, staring at the preppy jock sex god in his blue
cycling jersey and black cycling shorts. The sweat-soaked garments clung to
the Colts star like a second skin, accentuating the Tennessee graduate's
studly body. Best of all, the shorts made an almost obscene show of
Peyton's gargantuan manhood, the famous 11-incher supercock that jock
fratboys all over the SEC fought over to have in their mouths and up their
buttholes.

"So how was the charity ride, Peyt"?

"Actually, it was real good, we raised a shitload of money for the Colts
foundation" Peyton replied as he removed his helmet and put it aside. "Only
one problem - I'm as sore and tired as a motherfucker"

"Too tired for a toungebath, stud?  We'd sure like to find out what
Peyton-sweat tastes like" Tim stated as he made a show of licking his lips.

"Peyt" Joe spoke up, "how about letting us chew on the gear you have on -
with you in it"?

Peyton smiled, very much liking the thought of the three studboys facing
him using their jock tongues all over his aching muscles. Peyton caught
Cade's glance, turning on to the worshipful look in the Bruin boy's bright
blue eyes.

"What do you think, McNown - how about it - wanna taste where the bike seat
rode up into my crack - I'm real wet down there".

"Oh man YEAH"! the big blond almost yelled as he watched Peyton make a
lascivious show of bending over and showing Cade how round and muscular his
spandex-covered buns were.

"Guys, let's take this act into the bedroom - plenty of room in there for
us to spread out".

Tim and Joe helped Cade up to his feet, and, big dicks bobbing in front of
them, they followed their studly host down the short hallway and entered
the big master bedroom. The bed was bigger than king-size, Peyton having
had it custom made when he moved in (and the bed was just the right size
for jock sex orgies)


Within a few seconds, the three nude college All-Americans were each trying
to outdo the other in licking and cleaning off their pro buddy, who was
just a year or so older than them. Three long boy-tongues slid over the
Colt rookie's buff body, picking up the tangy yet clean-tasting sweat that
the handsome jock had built up at the outdoor event.

Tim really went to town on Peyton's super-firm thighs and calves, marveling
at the suppleness of the muscle under the covering of lightly haired
skin. He exerted special effort licking at the leg openings of Peyton's
shorts, causing extra pleasure for the Colts star.

Joe, meantime, concentrated on Peyton's upper body, using his talented jock
tongue to slide between the Tennessee grad's wet armpits and his pecs,
gently nibbling on the points of his nipples, causing them to show clearly
through the stretchy material.

Peyton made a special effort to turn Cade on - he really loved blond
surfer- looking guys and Cade sure fit the bill. As Tim worked on his legs
and Joe on his chest, Peyton brought the handsome Californian's mouth to
his and slipped him that big jock tongue, frenching him for a long time. As
their mouths parted, Peyton moved slightly so that he could whisper into
his buddy's ear:

"Cade, gotta tell you, when I was riding out there, I was thinking about
the fact that you'd be here at my house - that thought gave me a big boner"

"Really"? Cade asked as he broke into a wide smile.

"Fuck yeah, you and I haven't gotten to screw yet - I want to make sure we
change that before you leave".

Cade was now more turned on than ever, so much so that his erect dick was
wildly leaking pre-cum. Peyton noticed.

"Man, you sure are a leaker - gimmie a taste".

Cade reached down and rubbed his huge pink dickhead, coating his fingers
with the glistening liquid. Peyton reached down, grabbed Cade's big hand
and brought the blond's sticky fingers up to his mouth.

"Ummmm ..... FUCK, that tastes goood.

Tim and Joe had changed positions, maneuvering so that they were between
Peyton and Cade. Both all-Americans now had direct access to the huge mound
in Peyton's cycling shorts. Jock saliva from Tim's and Joe's mouths soon
caused Peyton's lycra-covered package to bulge out even more obscenely (if
that was possible).

As Peyton and Cade continued to share the hot taste of Cade's
pre-ejaculate, Tim and Joe decided they couldn't wait any longer - they
each grabbed one side of the cycling shorts waistband and yanked them down
in a single motion. Tim was momentarily startled as, at the exact moment
when Peyton's huge dickhead cleared the elastic, a glop of Peyton-precum
splattered just above his right eye. Tim reached up and wiped it onto his
fingers, then tasted the jock nectar as Joe watched with heated desire.

"Plenty down there for you too, Joe" Peyton sighed as his OSU buddy found
that indeed there was lots of clear jock precum covering his massive
helmet-shaped dickhead. Joe wasted no time, moving down and sucking on
Peyton's pole like a lollipop, coaxing even more jock slime out of the big
fountain.

Tim maneuvered under his buddy to gain access to Peyton's big lemon-sized
balls, feasting on the lightly-brown-haired globes. Adding to the erotic
pleasure was the fact that Tim could detect the mild taste of the chamois
liner that had been pressing against Peyton's jock nuts as he had been
riding his bike.

Peyton again looked Cade in the eyes, loving how hot this UCLA boy was. "I
saved my ass for you, surferboy - want it"?

Cade didn't know what to say, but he sure knew what to do - he moved down
lower until he was staring at one of the hottest set of grapefruit-rounded
jock mounds he'd ever seen.  Cade loved to rim out jock ass (in fact, he'd
cum lots of times without even jacking his big dick when he asshole-69'ed
the blond hairy ass of his sexual mentor, Troy Aikman).

Cade moved his arms up a bit, grasping one firm hairless melon in each
hand.  Cade's hands trembled with jock-lust he spread the gorgeous
Indy-stud's cheeks apart and got his first glimpse at what had to be the
hottest jock pucker he'd ever seen - a perfectly shaped pinkish "O", the
edges of the rim generously halo-ed with brown hair.

Cade's dick throbbed as his mind imagined what Peyton's jock rectum,
recently having been stimulated by the bike seat, would taste like. He
moved forward and extended his tongue into the valley formed by Manning's
solid jock globes. The taste was overwhelming, clean jockboy sweatiness
mixed with jock assjuice and with the chamois.

Tim and Joe also had an enviable position, their twin mouths forming a fuck
tunnel for Peyton to pump his huge boner between,. Tim and Joe could
actually kiss around the edges of the fat jock shaft, spreading stud saliva
over the smooth-skinned monster as it slid back and forth.

Cade licked in a circle, wetting down the hair surrounding Peyton's pink
jock pucker. He was totally turned on to the Colt QB's hole, and just as he
was about to make his first attempt to get his tongue past Peyton's anal
rim, he was stopped dead in his tracks by the sudden appearance of a brown
cylindrical object next to his tongue.

"Hold it right there, blondie - this'll just take a second".

"Oh no, not again" Peyton exclaimed with (mock) anger "you said you were
gonna stop doing that".

Tim and Joe began to look up, but they already recognized the voice as that
of Peyton's friend, Ryan Leaf. They were both a little perplexed at the
fact that Ryan's big 6'6" frame was covered in a soaked-through Chargers
T-shirt and blue shorts. But, they were more curious as to what Ryan was
doing. Once they had seen, they and Cade started laughing as they realized
that Ryan had a big Cohiba cigar in his hand and that, with a big smile on
his face, he was HUMIDOR-ING Peyton.

All four boys momentarily paused their sexual activities to watch the
Charger's QB put the big cigar in his mouth. Without lighting the
jock-scented stogie up, he took an exaggerated drag from the cigar and
exclaimed "Mmmm, tastes good".

"He's been doing that to me ever since the grand jury report came out".

"You gotta admit, Peyt, your butthole is a thousand times sexier than
you-know who's cunt. Besides, if it's good enough for our fearless leader,
well . . . ."

"Just as long as you don't light it - you know the rules in this house"

"I know, I know - but I SHOULD light it for what you did to me".

"What do you mean"?

"It was bad enough you assigned me to do the dunk-tank thing for the
charity.  But then, when I went to change, no dry clothes. You didn't bring
in my gym bag from your car that had my change of clothes".

"Oh shit - you're right - the bag is still in the trunk".

"I had to borrow two beach towels to cover the leather seats in my
Porsche".

"OK - I owe you one".

"And you betcha, I'll be collecting soon. But - hey, I interrupted what was
looking like one hot party".

"No problem, Ryan" Joe exclaimed, "as long as you join in".

Ryan quickly slipped out of his wet clothes, and now naked, joined the
other QBs on the bed. "Hey SoCal" Ryan said to Cade, "go for that asshole -
it's the hottest around - I ate it for hours last night."

Wait just one second Cade" Peyton said as he yanked the cigar out of his
buddy's mouth. Peyton brought it up to his nose and took a long whiff.

"You know something, dudes - I DO have a fucking awesome-smelling butt,
don't I"? Peyton stated.

"Eat it for him, Cade" Ryan instructed as he reached down to stroke the
Bruin star's fat cock and huge low-hangers.

Cade was soon lost in ecstasy, getting off on the taste of last year's #1
draft choice's jock assjuice. He drove his tongue deeper and deeper still,
stimulating Peyton as the wet invader slithered deeper and deeper into the
heated confines of the Colt star's jock anus.

"Go for it, surferboy" Ryan challenged Cade - "I dumped a big load up there
this morning when Peyton and I fucked in the shower - get that tongue in
there deep enough and you can taste me".

The Washington State grad was now in perfect position to take the blond
Bruin's fat dick all the way into his mouth. Cade reacted by this sudden
feeling of pleasure by pushing his tongue deeper still inside Peyton's
bowels, laving the warm rectal walls with his saliva.

Remembering the other two guys, Ryan reached back and showed Tim and Joe
the hairy cleft of his Charger asscrack. "How about one of you guys shoving
your big jock pole in my butthole".

Tim and Joe looked at each other with evil smiles, then wasted no time
getting in back of Ryan.

"Hey guys, use plenty of lube - I'm still learning how to take fat dicks up
my ass"
 
Tim saw a tube of hair gel on Peyton's nightstand. Squeezing out a copious
amount, he slathered first Joe's throbbing boner, than his own until both
jock shafts were glistening. Tim took Joe's hardon in his hand and put it
against Ryan's hairy orifice.

"Do it, Germaine - cram that big motherfucker up me".

The OSU star wasted no time in shoving in, loving the feel of Ryan's hairy
spinchter clamping down on his corona. Leaf's jock hole adjusted very
quickly, and in a few moments he was pleading "C'mon, push it in HARD dude,
I'm no wimp, I can take it" - yeah that's it - HARDER"!

Tim in turn wanted a repeat of last night - he couldn't get enough of that
Buckeye butthole. Joe eagerly paused in his thrusts into Ryan long enough
to allow Tim to make contact and penetration. The Wildcat star's
experienced buttbuster wasted no time in getting all the way into Joe's
fuck-hungry studhole - Tim's huge head soon banging against Joe's prostate.

Ryan, his hungry muscle hole now well-filled with jock cock, went back to
blowing Cade, pistoning his handsome face up and down on the tanned blond
jock shaft, enjoying the feel and smell of Cade's pubes against his lips
and face on every stroke.

At Peyton's insistence, Cade was alternating fingers with his tongue up
Peyton's all-star fuck tunnel. The taste was nothing short of awesome, Cade
thought, and apparently so did Peyton, as he would occasionally raise
Cade's fingers to his face, to smell and taste his own jock rectal juices.

Peyton gently pulled Ryan's mouth off of Cade's dick, as he was horny to
feel the blond jock's pole inside him. Manning straddled McNown's lap,
giving the UCLA boy a straight path to his well-lubricated
asshole. Spreading his cheeks apart, Peyton wiggled the fat shaft around
until the head made contact.

"That ride made my shithole itchy for a big cock - c'mon Cade, do it - fuck
the hell out of my ass - give me that fat jock pole, surferboy - fuckin'
NOW, goddamnit"!!!

With all of Ryan's saliva on Cade's shaft, and Cade's own spit wetting down
Peyton's bowels, there was no need for extra lubrication - Cade's thick
horsecock had no trouble getting deep past the tight rectal portal - the
Bruin star was soon balls-deep inside the cute preppy pro quarterback.

Because of Cade's angle, Ryan had to ask Joe to pull out so he could
maneuver into position to get his dick up against the blond jock's hairy
pucker. Again, jock mouth-juice proved the best lubricant as Ryan's huge
ten-incher slid deep between Cade's surfer-melons and into the rectal oven
that was Cade's tight jock fuckhole.

Once Joe re-inserted into Leaf, a massive jockfuck machine was assembled on
Peyton's bed - five of the most gorgeous and muscular all-American
quarterbacks built up a piston-like rhythm as the massively huge muscleboy
boners drove in and out of superheated masculine jock rectums. Couch into
Germaine, Germaine into Leaf, Leaf into McNown and McNown into Manning -
five of the men who would in a few years be the elite of NFL quarterbacks
were engaging in the most secret and intimate kind of jock bonding. As huge
loads of warm creamy quarterback batter splashed into the well-fucked jock
anuses, Tim, Joe, Ryan, Cade and Peyton realized that this was just the
beginning of their very special lifelong friendships.