Date: Mon, 18 Jul 2005 01:37:24 EDT
From: JOSHUASPEEDlbf@aol.com
Subject: "Double-header" (celebrity)
OFFICIAL DISCLAIMER: This story is FICTION and is NO WAY suggesting that
John Rocker is gay. That bieng said, unzip and
enjoy!! Horny as all
hell, Atlanta Braves' most notorious anti-gay bigot, the hunky, humpy,
handsome John Rocker lay on the bed in the small motel room he'd rented
just outside of Atlanta. He was still in his sweaty uniform, his hunky
body sweaty and oozing testerone. His massive slab of redneck cock was an
almost painful bulge behind the fly of his tight uniform pants. While at
a bar earlier, trying to score with some big-titted bimbo that caught his
eye, he ended up talking to two big, muscular black men, who said they
were big fans of
him. The one black
stud was in his late 40's, and introduced himself as "Dwayne", his buddy,
in his mid-30's, was "Ace". The three men started talking and
bullshitting about baseball, and then, slyly, Ace got on the subject of
gay sex, and, seeing how Rocker was really "loose", Ace joked that the
reason Rocker was so against gays was because he wasn't man enough to
have sex with another man. Rocker
guzzled some more of his cold brew, and told Ace that he was man enough
to take on ANY man, black or white, and that they should meet him back at
his motel later in theevening.
By the time Ace and Dwayne got there, Rocker
was buzzed and sporting a massive erection, and was ready to go, casting
aside his trademark homophobic image. BUT, what Rocker DIDN'T know, was
that he was going to be the bottom!! In no way would he be even the LEAST
bit dominant with these two muscular black studs. Once in Rocker's motel
room, things seemed to go at warp
speed. Ace slapped a pair of
handcuffs around Rocker's wrists while Dwayne roughly pulled down
Rocker's sweaty uniform pants, baring his round, beefy bubblebutt,
perfectly framed by the leg straps of his sweaty, lube-stained jock. Both
black men felt there massive black cocks throb and pound in their pants
as they got a good look at Rocker's proud manlyrump.
Both black men sat down on
the sofa opposite the bed, and hauled the humpy ballplayer across both
theirlaps.
Ace chuckled and told Rocker he was going to have to be taught a
lesson for all of his hateful anti-gay remarks. Rocker was so buzzed and
so fuckin' horny that he didn't care. His powerful jock-restrained
erection rubbed against Dwayne's powerful thigh, lube flowing from the
angry head in a steady stream. SMACK!
SMACK! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Atlanta Braves' John Rocker
moaned and cussed as two powerful black hands came crashing down on his
captive, upturned rump. His hairy globes quivered and danced with each
stern blow, and the fire in his jiggling ass sent jolts of erotic
pleasure into his hairy, cum-loadednuts.
Soon, Rocker's macho buns were
glowing a deep red, and then Ace laughed as he unhooked a short leather
paddle that had been clipped to his belt. Ordering his big buddy to hold
Rocker steady, Ace then told Rocker that he wanted to see how tough a man
he REALLY was! WHAP! WHAP WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! John Rocker
gritted his teeth and was determined NOT to cry out as Dwayne paddled his
flaming, crimson rear with his leather
paddle. Soon,
Dwayne handed the paddle to Ace, and told him it was now his turn at bat!
Again, Rocker felt the sting and the bite of the leather paddle, his
hard, jock-covered cock grinding against Dwayne's powerful thigh as blow
after smarting blow assaulted his hairy, macho, redneck rump. Though
Rocker had held firm to his resolve and not cried out during the assault
on his hairy bubblebutt by the leather paddle, tears were flowing freely
from his shut eyes, tears of remorse, repenting, and unbridled sexualecstacy.
The two black hunks growled
and snarled as they beat the hell out of the homophobic sports star's
beefy backside, their black cocks begging for release and relief. When
Rocker's furry glutes were a deep, glowing, angry crimson, Dwayne and Ace
stood up, helping Rocker to his feet, with his uniform pants still
tangled around his feet. Ace took the cuffs off, and Rocker rubbed his
sore wrists. Then Dwayne unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly, and his
dark blue slacks slid down his powerful, muscular black legs to his
loafers. John
Rocker felt his cock throb hard, when he saw the massive, humongous bulge
in the crotch of Dwayne's green-striped boxers. Dwayne spread those big
legs as wide as he could, and told Rocker to get between them and make
himself useful. Never, ever did John Rocker even DREAM about sucking
another man's cock, but, his hormones were raging and he didn't give a
fuck right then. Ace turned on the radio, and tuned in a local hip-hop
station, and the herky-jerky sounds of rap filled the room, only adding
fuel to a five-alarm erotic blaze. Like a starving man, Rocker, on his
knees, leaned forward, and started chewing and sucking on Dwayne's huge
cock right through his sweaty, lube-sticky
boxers.
Dwayne loved the feel of getting his huge black boner worked over through
his shorts by any guy, but this was nothing short of mind-boggling.
Without a word, Rocker reached in with his beefy paw and hauled out
Dwayne's thick, throbbing, sweaty, ten-inch soul-sausage. Dwayne groaned
loudly as Rocker's hot tongue started teasing the lube-spewing head,
working around the crown, and up and down the rigid ebony love-pole.
Dwayne nearly shot when he felt Rocker's hot mouth wrap around his
massive black dick, not believing that a straight homophobic bigot like
Rocker could suck a cock sowell.
Was Rocker's homophobic attitude only a front?
Did he really prefer cock to pussy, but was never man enough to admit it?
Watching the hunky white ballplayer sucking off his best friend, Ace
decided it was time to "drive one deep into center". Ace dropped his
pants to his ankles and then pulled out his own eleven-incher from the
fly of his blue boxers. He knelt behind Rocker, and then spit into his
big hand a few times, and Rocker moaned deeply as he felt Ace's thick,
slick fingers probe his hairy, sweaty, virginhole.
After he got four fingers inserted into Rocker's
man-chute, he pulled them out, and started easing his huge black
fuckstick between Rocker's furry, red-raw buns. His mouth chock-full of
Dwayne's huge shaft, Rocker groaned deeply as he felt the huge head of
Ace's cock start easing itself into his sweaty asshole. Slowly but surely
more and more of Ace's huge black cobra invaded Rocker's tight, hot hole.
Fuck, Ace thought, he'd NEVER fucked any guy's ass, black OR white, that
was THIS tight. Dwayne's big fingers ran through Rocker's thick hair,
loving the A-1 blowjob he was getting from this hot, hunky white stud.
When Dwayne got a good look at his pal's cock going deeper into Rocker's
ass, his big cock let loose with a hefty spurt of lube into Rocker's
cock-filledmouth.
When Ace's hairy, grapefruit-sized balls were up against
Rocker's hairy, glowing butt, he grabbed Rocker's waist and started
plowing in and out, loving the hot, tight grip that Rocker's ass-muscles
had on his huge black snake. The scene was highly erotic and would have
totally blown away Rocker's fans, both straight and gay. Here was John
Rocker of the Atlanta Braves, on all fours, sucking off one big black
dude through his boxers while another black stud relentlessly fucked his
hairy butt like there was notomorrow.
The staccatto, guttural rap, playing over the radio,
added its own edge of masculine sexiness to the erotic gay orgy that was
taking place. Rocker groaned again as he felt Ace's big hand pull aside
his jock pouch, freeing his own, throbbing shaft, sticky with sweat and
hot lube. His fist enclosed around the red-hot length of Rocker's
pulsating bat, and Ace whacked off Rocker as he continued plowing his
thick ebony rump-rammer in and out between those blistered, furry glutes,
that looked so fuckin' hot in that jock. Dwayne humped his hips upwards,
fucking Rocker's hot mouth with wildabandon.
Rocker's mind nearly blew as he
felt his cum-churning balls finally explode. Grunting and groaning, his
huge cock erupted with gobs of steaming stud-sauce, the thick, gluey jets
spraying Dwayne's hairy leg, sock, and his pulled-down pants. As Rocker
climaxed, his overworked chute started convulsing around Ace's inner-city
snake, and that's all it took for the big black stud to blow. Rocker felt
a massive explosion deep within his hot ass, as jets of sticky
soul-brother spunk creamed his captive whiteass.
Damn, Ace though, this is
the hottest white ass I ever had the priveledge to breed! The expert
cocksucking had finally gotten to Dwayne, and cursing loudly, he bust his
nut, and Rocker felt his formerly-homophobic mouth splattered with thick,
creamy, tangy-tasting black jizz....a THOUSAND times better tasting than
the fishy-smelling twat he was used toeating!
The manly, sweaty, musky aroma of Dwayne's
crotch had really gotten to Rocker, and he swallowed and gulped greedily,
hoping that the volleys of black jizz would never stop sliding down his
throat. So powerful and intense was Ace's cum-load, that a lot was oozing
out of Rocker's hairy, well-stretched asshole,and had been worked into a
froth by Ace's frantic, fast-pacedfucking.
As he slowly came down off
his sexual high, Rocker KNEW he would NEVER go back to pussy, even
part-time. It was COCK he craved, and he was determined in the future to
get as much of it as was possible when he was one the road. As Ace slowly
pulled his sticky, battle-scarred cock out of Rocker's battered ass, he
winked at his buddy Dwayne and grinned broadly. "Now THIS is what I call
a real fuckin' DOUBLE-HEADER!" THE END! Hope you fellows enjoyed!
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