Date: Tue, 19 Sep 2006 11:01:36 -0700 (PDT)
From: Gunter Ragen <gruntraq@yahoo.com>
Subject: Football Star 3

This is actualy a true story...really. Names changed to
protect the guilty

Football Star 3 by Gruntraq


Doug was an adventure closeted as the experience had
to be, but we flirted with danger once in a while.
Stud-like and daring, he was the type that liked
fooling around in the bushes "down by the river"
without regard to the risk of getting caught with his
pants down. One day I had been hanging with my other
friend Doyle who was straight, we chased women
together a lot. In fact, he had pussy falling out of
his ass most of the time and razzed me a lot because I
didn't.

We were working on my car and had the passenger seat
removed to do some wiring under the carpet. The phone
rang while we were in the shop. I answered with Doyle
standing by, it was Doug looking to hook up for a butt
fuck. I was suddenly on the spot as Doug was jacking
off wanting some phone sex and a commitment to get it
on later at his place.
I was in a bind. I played dumb with Doug for a second,
not letting Doyle know who it was on the phone. Doyle
knew Doug well but didn't know he was gay. I made
false conversation with Doug to give him the sign that
this was not a good time. "Hey, how is it going
Darla", I said, "haven't heard from you in a while". I
continued as if Doug was someone else. He wasn't
getting it.

Doyle now stood by eavesdropping and curious. I
continued went with the "Darla" play and asked if she
wanted to get together later. Doug on the other end
was stroking his cock and asking about what, where,
and when. I said "I haven't seen you Darla in ages, I
sure would like to fuck that tight little box of
yours". Doyle dropped his cookies, dead shocked at
what I had just said to Darla so casually.

Doug responded, "Hmmmm, right on - what do you want to
do?" I smiled and nodded at Doyle and proceeded, "well
the front seat is missing from my car and there is
plenty of room to get loose in there. I'd like to take
you to the lake and drive your face deep into the back
seat with the hard thrusts of my fat cock". Doug was
getting close to cumming on the line, "Ooohhh, that
sounds great man, you make me feel special".

I was getting hard now saying, "you are special Darla,
but you will have to suck my cock and balls first you
know, and you have to swallow every drop my hot cum".
Doug was mumbling, "yeah, oh yeah, ooohhh". Doyle was
laughing and shaking his head in disbelief. The whole
situation was quite a turn on. My fuck buddy was
jacking off to my sex talk one side while Doyle was
going ape shit in astonishment at my sex talk with
"Darla" on the other.

Doyle turned around and hopped up and down a few times
like an excited puppy. I realized I was getting away
with the bank now. "Well Darla, now that I've got you
all hot and juicy, let's hook up later". Doug insisted
I come over right away. "Well Darla, my friend Doyle
is here right now and we'll have to make it later than
sooner if you know what I mean. I'll have to get rid
of him", I said looking up at Doyle with a smirk. Doug
went silent for a moment, "Doyle is there right now",
he cautiously asked. I responded, "Yes Darla, I've got
to go now is seven o'clock ok?". I hung up with Doug
and Doyle was bursting into excitement.

"Wow, you lucky fuck!, you're gettin laid tonight!",
he shouted shooting me a high five. "I cant believe
you talked to her that way man you dog!", he
exclaimed, "Who is Darla anyway?"

I made up some story about her being a friend of a
friend or something. After Doyle left, I went to
Doug's place and picked him up. He had to sit in the
back seat as the passenger seat was missing. The drive
to the lake took a few minutes and Doug was stroking
his cock along the way. I watched him in the rear-view
mirror as he pulled out his tool and started pumping
and stroking it. We finally arrived at the lake and
parked down by the shore in a low spot behind some
trees. I crawled back toward him and rubbed his hard
cock with my hands. I then dove down and began sucking
and licking his shaft.

He was already juicy from the ride out. His arms were
resting across the top of the seat and he started
thrusting his groin upward into my face. He was
gagging me with his fat 7" bent tool as he shoved it
into my throat. He always smelled so musky and manly.
I started fingering his love hole while I slurped
away. After a minute or two, he asked me to fuck him
and slid his ass down to the edge of the seat. He
pulled his legs back and pushed his feet up against
the roof liner.

He began fingering his hole and stroking his balls
while I undressed. I grabbed a small jar of Vaseline
from the glove box and greased my cock up. He moaned
and groaned as I worked his sphincter with my greasy
fingers. I then knelt up to him and began sliding my
rod into his sweet hole. He grabbed the back of his
thighs and groaned deeply as I thrust deep into him.
His body was taut and rippled. His physique was always
such a treat to behold, and watching him shudder and
croon with my thrusts was so intoxicating. I started
slow and worked up to a groovy level of
fuck-thrusting. He liked me to start out slow until he
loosened up.

His ass felt so warm and slippery with the loads of
Vaseline. He was finally getting off on it, "give to
me harder, harder". I was having a hard time moving in
the small car, but obliged and began rocking the car
back and forth, pounding his nest. I came into him
quickly thereafter. "Stay in me", he asked while
jacking himself off. "I love you man", he exclaimed in
pleasure.

I squirted a bit more of my juices into him as he laid
there in ecstasy. He finally came, blowing his load
all over his lightly haired chest. He cupped his hand
filling it up with the last spurts of his warm salty
juice and held it up to my mouth. "Eat my cum", he
asked. I happily licked it up like a dog while he
slurped the fingers of his other hand. I then bent
down and lick up the rest from his stomach and chest.

We sat there kissing for a while and left. I dropped
him off at his place and went over to my friend
Doyle's house for a few beers. He was steadfastly
curious about my date with Darla, wanting to hear
everything. I kept it simple but did show off the cum
stains on my back seat just to prove my works. Doyle
high-fived me, and we swilled our beer. "I told ya
buddy, you can get pussy just as easily as I can!", he
told me as he patted my shoulder. The funny thing is
that Doyle spread the story around school and Doug
came up to me a few days later asking, "Who's Darla?"

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