Date: Mon, 29 Mar 2010 11:19:56 -0400
From: Jeff Stewart <jeffstewart821@gmail.com>
Subject: Quinn's Farewell

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Quinn's Farewell

Brady Quinn's arm collapsed under him with the force of the fucking he was
getting.  His face mashed into the pillow on his king size bed, and his
head started rhythmically bumping against the headboard.  He tried to
ignore his discomfort, focusing instead on the fact that he had no idea
when he'd again get a chance to feel this good, to get fucked this deeply
and thoroughly.  One hand was between his legs, stroking his fat six inch
cock; he had fallen onto the other.  He was propped up on that elbow, his
hand straining to graze one of his nipples.  He was sweating, having been
fucked already for ten minutes. He knew from experience he was probably
going to get another half hour or so.  A jolt of pleasure coursed through
him as he was smacked, hard on his smooth right ass cheek.

"Yeah, baby," said a deep sexy voice, "you like that, don't you?  I love
how your big ass flexes when you get spanked."  Brady felt another smack,
harder this time, and he let out an involuntary moan and, reflexively,
flexed his hard muscular ass.  Brady pushed his arms back under himself,
and looked down his torso.  He was on all fours, his massive smooth body
was taut, freshly shaved, freshly worked out, and perfectly defined.  His
massive pecs heaved with each plunging stroke into his ass, and his abs
were tight, trying to balance Brady's big 6'4" frame against the powerful
fucking abuse it was taking.  The only hair on his body, was the carefully
trimmed bush at the base of Brady's fat six inch cock, which was totally
hard and tightly flexed up against Brady's stomach.  His smooth nuts were
tight against his body, resting between Brady's thick smooth legs.  As
usual, Brady had shaved his legs that morning, and his massive quads, still
sore from his morning workout, were straining to push back against the hard
pounding his ass was taking.  Brady loved his body---he would admit,
privately, that he was totally a narcissist 'you would be, too,' he would
always say to himself as he watched himself in a mirror.  He felt another
hard thwack against his backside, and watched his pecs tighten against the
heave the most recent stroke had caused.  Between his legs, Brady could see
two heavy, massive dark nuts swinging back and forth with the momentum of
the fuck he was getting.

Brady and LeBron James had first met in 2008. They were the two biggest
stars in Cleveland, and Brady had been curious since he came to town to
find out if LeBron was up for fucking him.  One night in 2008, Brady went
over to his buddy Grady Sizemore's place for a party for local athletes.
LeBron was there, looking sexy in casual shorts and a tshirt.  Brady kept
trying to catch a glimpse of what was swinging between his legs, but he
couldn't get any intel.  After everyone had some food and a few drinks,
Brady went to take a piss.  He wasn't paying attention and walked right
into the bathroom while LeBron was taking a leak.  The 6'8" Cav stud had
his shorts down and his huge black snake in his hand.  Brady tried to
stammer an apology and back away, but he was entranced.  LeBron knew it,
too.  He smiled and beckoned Brady to come in and close the door.  Brady
soon met LeBron's massive eleven inch cut cock with its gorgeously shaped
pink mushroom head and the huge nuts to match.  Brady was instantly hooked
on LeBron from the first sight, and the long, deep fucking he got that
night left him addicted.  Ever since, Brady did whatever was necessary to
make sure he got fucked at least once every week by LeBron's big monster.

"Take that big cock, baby," said LeBron, licking his lips as he plunged the
full eleven inch length of his cock in and out of Brady's hole.  "Milk my
dick like you want it, bitch."  LeBron gave Brady another smack on his ass,
leaving a massive hand-shaped red mark on the smooth skin.  Brady's ass
clenched with the spank, and he could feel his ass tightening around the
merciless invader. The room was silent, except for LeBron's talk, the
occasional smack on Brady's ass, and the regular sound of LeBron's tight
body ramming into Brady's firm ass, his heavy nuts bouncing against Brady's
legs. Brady was in heaven, letting out a long low moan of pleasure as
LeBron's cock pounded nearly a foot inside him and then left him empty and
aching to be filled again.

Brady had done as LeBron liked.  He took a shower an hour before LeBron
showed up, taking extra care to make sure he was completely clean.  Then he
shaved his arms and legs like he did before a game.  Then he put on a tight
pair of white briefs and nothing else.  The curtains were drawn in Brady's
room, and the light from the adjoining bathroom was the only light in the
room. Brady had stripped his comforter off the bed, leaving only the white
sheets and pillows.  Brady opened his garage door, so LeBron wouldn't been
seen coming in, turned off lights in the house, and then went to the bed
and laid down on his stomach.  LeBron walked into the bedroom with a "yeah,
baby" at the sight of the smooth impossibly well-muscled stud in his briefs
and nothing else.  LeBron was in a wife beater and a pair of loose sweats,
tied off so that they hung low on his muscular ass.  LeBron took a knee on
the bed, and slapped Brady's ass.  LeBron loved how big and round the QB's
muscle ass looked in the tiny white briefs.  He started stroking his big
monster through his sweatpants as he caressed Brady's big muscle ass.
Brady looked over his shoulder, showing LeBron his perfect white teeth, and
moaned appreciatively as LeBron's hands started running all over Brady's
ass.

"Damn, you're pretty, boy," said LeBron, getting up and walking toward
Brady's head.  He pulled the muscular white boy up onto his knees, and
Brady dove into LeBron's chest, running his tongue over LeBron's chest
hair, as LeBron peeled off his wife beater. Brady worked his way down
LeBron's tight, muscled stomach, bathing the taller man in his spit.  Brady
dove his face into the crotch of LeBron's sweatpants, and tried to wrap his
lips around LeBron's quickly hardening cock.  LeBron reached down Brady's
body, and ran his hands under Brady's briefs.  He grabbed a fistful of
Brady's hard ass, and Brady could feel his cock jump.  "Fuck, boy, I'm
going to miss this ass when you leave."

"Damn, LeBron, this ass is going to be lonely out in Denver," said Brady
matter-of-factly.  "You'll have to give it one hell of a sendoff."  He
peeled down LeBron's sweats, grabbed the fat monster by the base, barely
able to wrap his big hands around the base.  He opened his mouth, and took
four or five inches into his throat.  LeBron's cock throbbed as it quickly
hardened.  LeBron had his hands down in Brady's crack, his thick fingers
teasing around the warm hole.  He pulled his cock out of Brady's throat,
and turned the football stud around, so he could see that big, beautiful
ass.  LeBron pulled off the tight briefs, revealing the perfectly round,
hard muscle ass that he had conquered.  With the briefs out of the way,
LeBron dove into the smooth, hairless crack, and started tonguing Brady's
hole.  Brady loved the way LeBron rimmed him, and the tall Cav had a
massive, and powerful, tongue.  LeBron had Brady relaxed and opened up in
no time, and had Brady ready to get fucked.

Now, almost twenty minutes into the fuck, LeBron was covered in sweat, and
Brady wanted a better view.  Fortunately, LeBron was ready for a change.
"Roll over, boy," said LeBron, withdrawing his huge dick from Brady's
gaping hole.  "Let me see that pretty face of yours."  LeBron's head popped
out of Brady's hole, and he felt like he was gaping wide open after the
pummeling his poor hole had taken.  Brady rolled onto his back, his cock
still rockhard against his flat stomach.  His legs were shaking from the
fucking he had taken, and it felt fantastic to finally take his weight off
them. He stretched his massive arms up over his head, and felt his muscles
relax.  LeBron moved onto the bed, and was stroking his cock while he
watched his beautiful white fuck toy stretch himself out on the bed.  Brady
loved how hot LeBron looked, LeBron's massive dick was rock hard and slick
with lube and sweat and spit, having just plowed into the muscle stud.
LeBron's tattoos were glistening with sweat that was dripping down his face
and collecting in the valleys of his cut, muscular torso.  His abs and pecs
were heaving with each breath.  LeBron looked like such a stud, and Brady
couldn't wait to drain his load out of his nuts.

Brady lifted his huge legs up towards his head, and LeBron moved into
position, lining up his eleven inch monster with Brady's abused hole.  The
head went in smoothly, and LeBron sharply inhaled at the pleasure.  Brady
let out a moan of pleasure, and bore down, his ass ready to receive the big
cock.  LeBron slid in, and Brady rolled his hips against the cock, trying
to get it all in him.  Brady's whole body shivered as he felt LeBron's cock
pass his prostate, about two-thirds of the way in.  From, the new position,
LeBron could get even more of his big cock into Brady, and when Brady felt
LeBron's heavy balls press against his ass, he was shocked at how much more
of LeBron's cock was now inside.  LeBron saw that he was trying to get used
to this new angle, and he pressed his weight against the QB's legs, pushing
in as much as possible.  After a few seconds, Brady visibly relaxed, and
LeBron went to work. LeBron had Brady's feet in his big hands, and used
them to pull Brady's legs up and away from each other.  With his legs
spread, LeBron had a bird's eye view of his fat black cock pumping in and
out of Brady's hole.  Brady's cock was still rock hard, and LeBron saw that
Brady's stomach was glistening with the precum he was leaking.

Brady threw his head back in ecstasy as LeBron started pounding him
seriously. He felt like he was being beaten up inside out, but as the fat
shaft passed over and against his prostate over and over again, Brady felt
his whole body suffuse with pleasure.  He was moaning loudly, the sound
interrupted only by the involuntary hiccup caused by LeBron bottoming out
balls deep with each thrust.  LeBron was breathing hard, and his heavy nuts
were slapping with a wet thud against Brady's ass on each thrust.  LeBron's
long body was fully flexed, as his arms supported Brady's big legs,
LeBron's hips and legs were thrusting, and his torso heaved with the
exertion.  LeBron's tongue was licking his upper lip as he focused on
getting every last bit of pleasure from Brady's hole that he could.  Brady
was doing his part by trying his best to clamp down on the big cock on the
upstrokes and bear down on the downstrokes, but there was little he could
do against the onslaught.  Even a tight, toned ass like Brady's was
basically defenseless against eleven inches of thick black cock plunging as
hard and fast as LeBron.

Brady's prostate was working overtime with the pounding.  LeBron was deeper
than anything Brady had ever felt before, and that pain mixed with the
pleasure coming from his prostate to drive him wild.  Brady reached down,
and ran his finger through the pool of precum on his smooth hard stomach,
and brought it up to his lips.  The sweet taste filled his mouth, and he
saw LeBron crack a smile at the sight of his little white fuck toy enjoying
his own juice.  That smile was about all he could take.  It felt like
LeBron was close, because he seemed-if it was possible-even bigger for the
last few strokes, and Brady's prostate was finally finished.  Brady felt
his whole body convulsing in pleasure as his orgasm started deep inside
him.  He wasn't touching his cock at all, as it throbbed up from his
stomach and his balls tightened into his body.  He was now moaning so loud
he was practically shouting.  LeBron watched amazed, as the muscular stud's
body started twitching all over, each muscle visibly flexing beyond Brady's
control.  LeBron felt his balls start to tighten as Brady's ass spasmed
around his thick hog.  He tried to keep fucking as long as possible, but he
was done when he saw Brady's cock start spewing thick white cum all over
the smooth mounds of Brady's hairless stomach and chest.  LeBron felt his
cum churning inside him, and pulled his big cock out of Brady's cock with
an audible pop.  Brady immediately dropped his legs around his stud top,
and LeBron furiously beat his big cock as he started shooting cum up the
length of the stud QB's body.  Brady's arms were over his head, as his cock
finished dropping its load, and his own cum was quickly intermingled with
the heavy spurts that LeBron was dropping all over him. When LeBron finally
stopped spasming and stroking his cock and opened his eyes, Brady's
stomach, cock, balls, quads, chest, and neck were laced with the two studs'
thick loads.

As always, LeBron caressed Brady's body while he slowly licked all the cum
off his fuck toy.  LeBron knew he needed to plan a trip to Denver.

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