Date: Tue, 13 Sep 2011 14:14:11 -0500
From: Rob Bass <robbass.fraternity@gmail.com>
Subject: Shooting a Game of Pool

First of all if you're not legal, don't read this.

Below is a story taken from my book The Bank which can be found
in Kindle format at Amazon.com. You can do a search of Rob Bass
to find these books as well or go to robbassbooks.blogspot.com..
Accompanying The Fraternity Series is what's called the Sexploits
Series due to the fact this guy is a real hound dog.

Lastly, this story has unsafe sex which is allowed in the fake
world. As for you, don't be stupid.

Rob Bass


Shooting a Game of Pool

A couple hours down the road I pulled over to a rest stop to
change.
I had a pair of cargos that were cut way low and tight, a tank
top too small that looked like a second skin and a button down
that was tight around my big bi's which had to hang open showing
off my torso.
These were my `come fuck me' clothes which was the intent.
I was chuckling at the idea I was horny as hell although I've
been having sex almost every other day, but I realized it was
mostly one on one, although the car dealership was a three way,
but I've been also getting off on sleazy sex as well as gang
bangs and I really had a need for something like that and I
started to strip down when a trucker came in and then quickly
walked out again.
Seconds later I heard noises with the trucker returning then
another good looking guy walking in.
"We opened the other bathroom for anyone that might come in."
At that point I was only wearing my sneakers.

"So it's just the three of us in here?"
The other guy nodded. I looked at both of them dropping to my
knees.
"Oh yeah!"
Trucker unzipped shoving a big meaty uncut sausage down my throat
as the other guy pulled out a nice long cock beating it off.
To make it clear, I got back on my feet never letting the trucker
meat go to bend over with my ass exposed and ready, the dude
beating his meat getting the hint.
He knelt behind me to give me a nice rim job before rising up to
immerse his pole in my chute. Damn this was good.

Trucker stud pulled out of my mouth, "I want some of that," just
as I was feeling hot liquid pumping in my hole, so his time was
now and he slid in seconds later to pound my hole cumming soon
after, all of it short but sweet.
I finally got my clothes on without getting off myself thinking
it was all good getting a warm up for what I was hoping would
happen tonight.

What is it about a rest stop that gets your gonads going?
I didn't get it but still responded to it and it had been hot but
I was ready to get serious.

I was laughing to myself as I headed down the highway thinking
how the two studs who banged my ass was nothing more than a warm
up making me hornier than ever.

I had been transformed earlier this year from a middle-aged,
somewhat chubby guy to a sex crazed stuff looking about thirty
with the emphasis on sex crazed.
Although probably the stud part should be mentioned as well.
I'm six foot and weighing in at two hundred and severely cut with
single digit body fat displaying a thick neck, sloping traps
leading to one of my pride and joys which are my arms.
At two hundred, I'm a big boy, but my arms are still out of
proportion. Think of those dudes that are well muscled but have
monster arms and that would be me.
Big hard chest leading down to a deep shelve over my six pak
which were fairly trenched right now and the other thing I knew
attracted the men was what was sitting on my pecs which were my
nipples.
Big areolas, about the size of quarters housing puffy, swollen
bullets that had the men salivating to chew and abuse the suckers
and they look like they should have some heaving nipple rings
dangling off them, but I wanted men to suck and chew on the
suckers so I left them bare of any metal, unless some dude wanted
to clamp them.

Below the waist were big meaty legs, a rock hard muscle butt and
a dick that may not be OMG big, but everyone is willing to play
with and I normally have to take it easy for the boys to get
comfortable with when I first slide in their tight holes.
Above the neck, I really can't say.
Short dark hair and a couple day growth of beard which guys tell
me looks good on me which is good `cause I'm lazy around the
shaving part. But I have the requisite two eyes and ears, as well
as a mouth, nose and chin, and nobody runs away screaming so I
guess I'm okay.

So I'll stay young, with a little maintenance keep this stud
body, but the sex drive thing is killing me.
I like it before and was usually game for anything.
Now, I love it, crave it and need it. And when I'm not getting
it, I'm thinking about the next time I can and `it' means pretty
much anything as long as its hot, goes a long time and lots of
cum is involved.
Fantasies are now reality for me and I've had more sex in the
last six months then I have the last thirty years, so think
teenager with a virtual Viagra drip and that might come close to
who I am anymore.

The good thing about the transformation is my body is built for
sex besides just looking like a stud since I have incredible
stamina, I can cum all night long, and if I decide to bottom, my
ass can take anything but will be tight whether it's the first
shaft of the day or the tenth.

So I'm heading to a bar near St. Louis hoping to get the work out
I desperately need.

A couple more hours and a quick meal later, I pulled into the lot
of the bar using the GPS system on my new SUV where the bar was
in an old factory neighborhood and walking in you saw mostly guys
but a few young couples as well.
What the hell? I wanted it bad and there were women here.

At the bar I ordered my usual first round which was a beer and a
shot shaking hands with the bartender who was a burly, bearded,
shaved head daddy and I was antsy after the drive so I decided to
shoot a little pool on the table in the back corner still trying
to figure the place out. There were guys that even my lousy
gaydar knew were queer, yet the couples threw me and stocking up
on quarters I grabbed a fresh beer and headed back to the table,
racked `em up and started shooting.
I'm a middling player where I've played enough to know what I
should be doing, but not playing or caring enough to get really
good at it.
"You play?"
Kind of a dumb question since I was poised to make another shot,
but I nodded to a short, stocky, bearded daddy bear complete with
flannel shirt and jeans.
His shirt's arms were ripped off and the shirt was open revealing
a white tank tight over a big hairy chest and tight stomach and
we racked up and played a game where I found out his name was
Barry and Hank the bartender was his partner, both owners of the
place.
I chuckled a little since I met another burly daddy bartender
named Hank a couple months ago, it must be a requirement or
something.

Barry was a fairly mediocre player that didn't get the strategy
of the game, but the beer was cold and Barry was nice guy to talk
to so it was all good and I went easy, but still beat him.
"Ready for another game with stakes this time?"
I guess Barry didn't realize I had been pulling a lot of my shots
going after harder ones to extend the game.
"What kind of stakes?"
"Strip pool. Seven balls, seven articles of clothing. Have to
take one off for each ball your opponent sinks in."
I gave a noticeable glance at the couples who were still here.
Barry grinned.
"Those two? Don't worry, they'll probably stay long enough to
check out the skin, but they'll be long gone by the time someone
sinks the eight ball."
"And what happens after the eight goes in?"
"Winner takes all of course."
Barry had a shit eating grin on his face.
I leaned over towards Barry's ear, "I guess you should be ready
to get your ass pounded on the pool table then."
The sexy bear swallowed, his grin slipping.
Funny, considering I was getting the vibe the sexy guy was a
bottom.

We racked the balls up after identifying our seven items.
 For both of us it was the same, Two shoes and two socks, shorts
or jeans in Barry's case, shirt and tank top.
I sunk two in quick succession, intentionally blowing an easy
third watching Barry's boots come off.
Barry took awhile but eventually got one in.
"Does it matter the order?"
Barry shook his head no trying to figure out what I was up to and
I stripped off my shirt handing it to Barry and then slowly
lifted my tight tank up and over my body.
I had to grab the shirt back from Barry who just stood there,
slipping it back on leaving it open in front exposing my chest
and cut abs indicating my tank was sacrificed.
"You go baby!"
Which was a yell from one of the girls and I noticed the bar was
pretty much focused on the game at this point when I sunk another
in and Barry removed a sock, then I shuffled balls around until
Barry got his second ball in.
I walked over and asked the gal who had shouted out a few minutes
ago if she could help me remove my shirt turning my back to her.
"Woo-hoo!" and she pulled it back and down my arms taking her
time as her hands dragged across my arms on the way down and I
turned around and bumped bottle necks thanking her, her husband
or boyfriend next to her grinning.
Go figure, he's probably hoping he'd get laid later or something.
She grinned, "Are the shorts coming next `cause I'm not leaving
until I see the whole package." We both laughed.

I shot two more in and Barry was getting rattled and I wasn't
sure whether he was starting to see I was playing him or because
he was way too distracted checking me out.
Hank the bartender brought over a round of shots as Barry took
off his remaining sock and his flannel shirt.
I walked up close to him before my next shot which I planned on
screwing up.
"Just so I'm clear, that `winner takes all' thing? That does mean
it goes all night long right?" Barry looked at me a little
frantic and then nodded.
I grinned, "Just asking," blowing my shot.

Barry heaved a breath in relief, bent over getting an easy one
in.
Since I set it up for him, it would have been tough not to.
Locking eyes when he straightened up, I snapped my waist button
on my shorts, hearing catcalls and cheers from the crowd as one
couple raced out the door.
Keeping my eyes on Barry, I slowly lowered the zipper, finally
letting go and my cargoes hit the floor to cheers from the group.
I gave my opponent one last grin as I kicked my feet up to get
the shorts off, walking over to add them to my pile showing that
I was plumped, not totally hard but that wasn't going to last
long as horny as I was.
Yelling girl came over, patted my ass and putting a hand on my
chest gave me a peck on my cheek.
"Give it to my husband honey, I want to taste you tonight."
Huh?
She smiled and walked out, noticing Hank walk over locking the
front door and there was now about eight guys left, including
yelling girl's husband looking handsome and.hungry.
Ah.

"We playing or we standing around staring?" I yelled.
I walked over buck naked to the bar asking for another beer and
told him I'd buy a round of shots, but other guys turned and
yelled they'd buy and before you knew it there were a couple
shots lined up for everyone still in the bar.
Barry's play was getting more erratic which was a problem since
he wasn't that good in the first place, so I sank in another
ball, missed the next setting him up for another easy shot.
His tank came off showing his hard, hairy body and some abused
tits of his own.

At this point, I had on my socks and shoes for four more and he
was wearing only his shorts and I was having a blast while Barry
seemed to be getting more frazzled.
"Hold on a second, I think we need to even this up a bit."
That from Hank who had wrapped an arm over Barry's shoulder.
"And how would we do that?"
"This way."
Hank gestured and three guys he had been talking to earlier
descended on me, one kneeling down, first playing with my ass,
then running his tongue up and down my crack.
The other two went to each side first grabbing, and then lowering
their lips to my sensitive nipples licking away.
I closed my eyes for a second and after opening Hank was in front
of me, "I'm not sure this is playing fair."
Hank grinned, "And what gave you the idea we were going to do
that?'
I laughed with Hank closing in for a hot kiss.

I was starting to have difficulty thinking, vaguely remembering I
set Barry up, so I wasn't surprised when I heard, "Good shot
Bar!" and cheers. The guy eating out my ass tapped a foot.
Lifting it he pulled off a sneaker.
Hearing an "Ohh. Too bad,"  to look over to see Barry missed
another easy shot.
I tapped the guys doing a number on my nipples to let up,
staggering over to the table.
I only had one ball left and the eight, but had to get around one
of Barry's remaining three and as I bent down to line up the
shot, one of the guys standing around dove down behind me to chew
my ass while I was playing.
I looked up at a smug Hank, "Really?"
Spreading his hands in a helpless gesture, "What can I say?
Nothing in the rules forbidding it." Everyone laughed.
I was gasping for breath as my chute was attacked by this dude's
hungry tongue.
I shot so bad I sunk one of Barry's balls in the side pocket to
shouts and cheers, Hank standing there smirking.

Straightening up, I grabbed my last shoe putting it near my pile
of clothes and walked over to Barry giving him a hot tongue
filled kiss.
Fuck `em, two can play this game.
I cockily walked over to my three guys backing up on the guys
tongue thinking damn he was good when Hank brought over the
husband whispering in his ear.
He nodded dropping down to lick the tip of the head of my leaking
dick with Hank tapping my nipple suckers shoulders to get their
attention then pointed at my chest where there resided two wet
hard puffed up nubs.
"Boys do those babies look like they should be treated gently?"
Hank grabbed both of my swollen nubs, giving them a twist as I
threw my head back letting out a huge groan while they both
nodded.
"Abuse them boys."
When they locked back on, teeth started coming out as they
started to chew and then pull my tits out.
Fuuuuck.
Apparently husband dude wasn't suppose to actually suck me off as
he licked first my head then around my dick then he'd dive under
to lightly chew one of my low hanging nuts or pull the two of
them down as he went back to licking my tip which was leaking
like crazy.
"Good one Barry!" and I got another tap to take one of my ankle
socks off.

"Oh damn, that was close."
I was released from the gang of four and moved over on wobbly
legs.
I made the shot and my last ball went in and Barry stripped out
of his jeans and a thick dick bounced up leaking its own jizz.
Walking over, I ran a finger over the head making him jerk back,
then lifted the finger to his lips and the little daddy bear
moaned as he sucked on my fingers, grabbing my hand to hold my
fingers in his mouth.
"Are you lubing my fingers for me to shove them up your ass
stud?"
Barry's eyes popped open startled at the thought, groaning at the
same time.
Oh yeah, major butt boy.

"I will have your ass sometime tonight and I won't go easy on
you." I pulled my fingers slowly out of his mouth, giving him a
gentle slap on the cheek. He moaned again. I had just accidently
let him in on my plan but he was too far gone to realize it.

I bent over to sink the eight ball while everyone anxiously
watched.
I pointed the stick at the hole I was calling, aimed up and felt
two fingers slide up my moist ass. Turning back, there was Hank
with a determined grin on his face and I shook my head, moved
back to the table and sunk the eight in the wrong hole.
The group took a second to realize what happened then went wild.
"Barry won first take!"
Before anything happened another shot was put in my hand and I
downed it acting disappointed. Hank grabbed the back of my neck,
gave me a kiss leading me over to a small square table pushing me
on my back and my pool partner had a good size cock surrounded by
a thick metal cock ring and he wasted no time forcing the head
and his shaft in my hole.
I had been rimmed for the last hour so my sphincter was not only
relaxed; it was actually begging to get a hard dick inside me.

We had been teasing each other for a long while so after a few
times in and out Barry was spewing a large load in my rear and he
pulled out and a new dick was inside me so fast I barely knew it
as my head was turned to take someone's juicy meat fucking my
throat.
The strip pool had worked its magic so everyone was anxious to
get in the new game and I heard a grunt from the guy fucking my
mouth and noticed his chute being invaded.
All of a sudden the dick in my mouth pulled out jerking to spew
all over my face.
Hands would reach over to grab or pull one of my nipples then
withdraw.
After a third guy came in my ass I needed to stand up and saw a
wild scene of men sucking and fucking throughout the room.
The guy I considered husband, who naked showed off a nice tight
runners body got off his knees and walked over to me, his torso
and face sticky with cum.
"I need your dick up my ass. Hard."
Since I was hard as a two by four and needing to drop a load, I
turned him around, bent him over the pool table and stuck a
finger up his ass felling him lubed and loose.
"Somebody fuck you already?"
"No she told me to fill my butt with only the new muscle studs
cum tonight."
I laughed trying to figure out straights or whatever the hell
they were, but that didn't slow me down from shoving my stiff
pole up to the hilt and I heard a grunt and then a "fuck me
hard."
I rammed him with deep strokes pulling most of the way out
holding his slim hips to better pound his hot bubble butt and
looking over I saw Barry in my old position on the table getting
his ass fucked by a hot stud while sucking on a big piece of hot
meat.
Over to the side I saw another muscle stud sitting on Hank's lap
riding his fat shaft.
Damn this is what I wanted.

I pulled up husband dude to give short jabs while I yanked back
his head for a kiss and moaning at the new sensations, he had no
problem returning my kiss.
Tonguing his face I tasted dried cum wherever I licked thinking
this guy was a major slut.
I laughed recognizing that I happen to be even a bigger one since
early this year and I dumped a hot searing load in his whore ass
and kept pumping.
He must have felt my jizz boiling in his ass since he gave me a
look and I murmured in his ear, "She did say to fill your ass,
besides this is a nice hole for my dick to play in."
He grinned at the compliment and I pushed him down to better
position myself and jackhammer his hungry chute.
I rammed his butt until he stroked himself to an orgasm spraying
his already covered body with his sperm with his sphincter doing
a death grip on my cock forcing me to swell and drop another
thick heavy load of my cream in his cavern.
At some point I had tossed this whore on his back so when I fell
down on his body our sweaty, cum laden torsos stuck to each other
as we kissed and I felt a light kiss on my lower back, then a
push on my entrance, with hands grabbing my hips and a very thick
and long dick sliding in me.
Husband dude giggled when he realized what was happening wrapping
his legs and arms to hold me in place.
"Bill loves to hammer slut holes," he told me laughing.
It didn't take much imagination to figure out how he knew that.

I pushed up to my elbows to give us a little space, laughing
myself.
"Well I'll do what I can to accommodate him."
We both chuckled as Husband dude squeezed his hands in between to
tightly pinch my tits and I threw my head back grunting out a
"fuuck!".
Bill behind me was pounding my ass relentlessly and since I was
still hard inside the stud below me, he was being thrown another
fuck and bending up, he found my fat already swollen aching nubs
and chewed them hard, switching every minute or so when Bill
turned my head for us to tongue kiss still doing his best to beat
my hole to a pulp.
Dude below set us off with another hole tightening cum, setting
me off. I heard a "Fucking, goddamn" from the muscle stud behind
me as he shoved in one last time to empty his spooge in my butt.

We disassembled, where I found a bottle of water to drink as H.
Dude got dressed to go home.
I got a steamy kiss, with him saying "I am so screwed and it's
all your fault."
I laughed since yes thanks to me he was screwed, but that wasn't
what he meant.
"Melanie is going to be all over me when I get home. She was
positively dripping as you stripped down so I'm going to have to
really perform tonight."
I couldn't stop laughing.
Fucking breeders. "Hey dude, if it helps tell her I give you two
thumbs up," giving him my thumbs up and he shook his head limping
a little on his way out.
Teach the sexy fucker right as far as I was concerned.
I felt a big arm drape my shoulders to see Hank standing next to
me.
"So what do you think of our little bar?
"Okay pool table, cold beer, and primo meat. What more can a sex
crazed homo ask for?"
Hank chuckled then pulling a little away, slapped my ass.
"More?"
"You need to ask?"
So we joined the fray, kicking some new life and hardening some
more cocks as we went.
I got to screw some more and was fucked in return, sucked and was
sucked.
Even sixty-nined with Barry with me kneeling over him as our
butts were both hammered which after gallons of cum emptied into
mouths and asses became the finale of the evening.
I ended up going home with the two owners where unbelievably we
ended up in bed double fucking Barry.

We had stripped down; where the smaller muscled daddy pulled on
my dick telling me he needed one more shot while Hank was behind
me reaching around to play with my chest.
It took me about two seconds to get hard again with the two of
them chuckling at the youngster. Hank moved around to lay on his
back his thick pole sticking straight up when Barry mumbled out
an "Oh yeah" jumping up on the bed quickly sliding down his
lovers shaft and bending over I heard a "now your turn stud" from
one of them.
Walking over I was at the perfect height to sink my meat next to
Hanks and I took it easy at first until Hank started insulting me
telling me what a pussy I was, laughing I picked up steam plowing
into his partners' hole.
I heard a whimpering, "yes fuck me, fuck meeeee," from Barry
until I couldn't hold off flooding his hole which set off the
other two and as I collapsed over to the side, I knew these were
fellow Frat-boys.
One of the things we do is never run out of cum and after all
we've been doing tonight, these boys instead of firing blanks had
just dropped one more thick creamy load similar to mine.

We crashed with my body still coated with the cum and sweat I
earned at the bar and later here in the guys bed.
Damn that was a good game of pool.