Date: Sat, 26 Sep 2015 17:07:52 +0000 (UTC)
From: Charlie <cosmic709@yahoo.com>
Subject: Quarterback Keeper 13

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Quarterback Keeper, Part 13
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Tom woke up disoriented. He looked around, felt Nick's head on his
shoulder, and remembered where he was. He leaned over and kissed Nick,
waking him up.

"I should go." Tom whispered.

"You're gonna sneak out on me?"

"If I don't leave now you're going to have a lot of explaining to do."

"Guys stay over at each other's houses, Tom." Nick said, "And who cares if
my parents know about you."

"I guess."

Tom laid back on the bed for fifteen minutes. He needed to get home to get
ready for school, but he wanted to spend every minute with Nick, to spend
the morning together. He cuddled up against Nick for as long as he could.

Tom climbed out of bed and pulled on his jeans. He grabbed Nick's hand one
more time, smiled at him, and tried to slip out of the house unnoticed. He
was outside, walking down the driveway toward his truck, when Nick's dad
walked out of the garage. He was a rough looking guy, a little thick around
the middle. Tom remembered Nick telling him that he worked construction or
something like that. His stride conveyed friendliness, but also
assertiveness and strength.

"Tom right?"

"Yes, sir." Tom said, trying to be polite.

"Listen, I don't know what you've got going on with my son," he paused and
looked uncomfortable. "But, he's my boy, and if you mess him up, you're
going to have to deal with me."

"I'm, uh, not going to mess him up, sir." Tom said, "Really."

"He's changed since he started hanging out with you, for the better," he
said, "I hope you understand what you mean to him."

"I understand, really." Tom said. He looked at the ground and blushed. "He,
uh, he means a lot to me too."

Nick's dad smiled. He took a step forward and grabbed Tom's shoulder. "No
more sleeping over, ok? House rules."

"Yes, sir." Tom said.

Nick's dad broke away and walked back toward the house. Tom jumped into his
truck, grabbed his phone, and texted Nick quick. Then he headed home.

They both had afternoon activities, so Nick met Tom in a quiet hallway
after his last class where they could count on being alone. They'd become
experts at knowing which parts of the school would be deserted at what
times.

"Sorry about my dad." Nick said.

"He was totally cool," Tom said, "I've been meaning to give you something."

"I hope you're going to give me some dick later on." Nick said, "That's
what I really want."

"You're such a cock-hound." Tom said, "And you're ruining my grand romantic
gesture." Then he reached into his back pack and pulled out a bundle of
fabric. He unraveled it.

"You can wear it if you want. I can take the heat."

Nick knew what it was without unfolding it; Tom's letterman jacket. It had
his patches on it and his name. Nick pulled it up to his face and smelled
the collar. He took a deep breath. It smelled like Tom. His dick got hard
immediately.

"Why are you always smelling my clothes?"

"I like the way you smell." Nick said, "Don't you like the way I smell."

Tom rolled his eyes. "Just put it on." Nick put on the jacket. It was too
big for him, but he didn't care. He knew he wouldn't be able to wear it
much outside of the house. He wasn't ready for that yet, but the gesture
was still pretty amazing. Tom pulled at the collar. "You in my jacket,
that's what gets me hard."

 When Nick put on that jacket, it was like a sign that he belonged to
Tom. The prize was finally his for good. His dick throbbed. He wanted
nothing more than to pull Nick into a corner and fuck him totally
senseless. He leaned in and kissed Nick, whispering in his ear. "I might
not be into the way you smell . . ." he started. His hand slid down Nick's
back and into his pants. "But I'm totally into your furry ass, and your
sexy legs, and your cock." When he said the last part, he slipped his thigh
between Nick's legs. "You've got me so hard, babe. I would take you right
here if I could. Just throw you onto the ground and fuck you into the
floor. You want that?"

Nick groaned and the noise reminded them both that they were in a very
public place. Nick broke away and then took off the jacket.

"I meant what I said, Nick." Tom said lustily, "If you want to wear it,
I'll deal with the consequences. It's your choice."

"I'm not ready yet." Nick said.

"That's cool." Tom said. "You wanna run later. Around the lake or
something?"

"Sure." Nick said, surprised that Tom had so efficiently ended the
encounter.

Three hours later, they were both in running shorts standing at a trail
head in a nearby park. Nick was wearing a t-shirt. Tom, as usual, was
shirtless. "Guess I'm going to have to take the lead," Nick said, "If I
have to stare at your body, my cock is going to be hard the whole time."

Tom shrugged. A mile later he realized his mistake. Every time Nick took a
step, the muscles in his ass flexed and then relaxed, while his perfect
cheeks bounced. Tom imagined them without the covering of the thin
shorts. The twin cheeks, defined with muscle but still a little round,
furry and sweaty, moving as Nick moved. Drool was practically running out
of his mouth as they rounded the far end of the lake. He felt like a wolf
on the trail of his prey, about to take him down, hold him to the ground,
and do whatever he wanted to to him.

Tom also started to notice the abundance of hot guys all around him. This
part of him had been waking up for a while, but on the run he got to watch
as Nick checked guys out. Staring them down and then turning as they passed
to get a look at the dude's ass. Tom, in turn, would turn to check the guy
out as well.

Tom waited until they were in a secluded spot and then ran ahead of Nick
and slowed down.

"Need a break?" Nick asked. He was a stronger runner than Tom and could run
as long as he wanted to. Nick's eyes drifted between Tom's legs, where a
huge tent had popped up between his thighs. "Are all these hot guys getting
you hard?"

"One in particular." Tom said.

He walked up to Nick until he stood only a few inches away. His dick poked
Nick in the stomach, and the heat from his body was intense. Waves of it
bounced off of Nick's body as Tom took deep breaths. Tom looked him in the
eyes and slid a hand around his back. He grabbed Nick's ass.

"I can't go another mile without getting some of this," he said.

Nick looked around and then asked, "What's gotten into you, man?"

"I'm horny and my boyfriend is a total tease."

Nick smiled big. "So I'm your boyfriend now?"

Tom kissed him. "I thought that was obvious." He slipped his hand into
Nick's running shorts and rubbed his furry cheeks. "My sexy, sweaty
boyfriend."

"Let's go back to your place." Nick said.

Tom's hand moved between his cheeks and teased Nick's asshole. "I"m a
teenager. I'm not good at waiting." Then he grabbed his own cock and rubbed
it, "Especially when I'm dealing with this."

He grabbed Nick and turned him around. For a moment, he put his mouth on
Nick's neck, dragging his teeth down his nape and onto his shoulder. Then
he dropped to his knees and kissed the small of Nick's back. He slipped his
hands up Nick's thighs and pulled the back of the shorts down.

"Tom, we're out in the fucking open . . ." Nick started. Then he groaned as
Tom's mouth moved between his cheeks.

Tom dove into Nick's ass, licking up the salty sweat. Nick moaned as Tom
ate him out for a few seconds. Then Tom pulled away and held Nick's cheeks
wide open. He kissed Nick one more time and ran his tongue from the base of
Nick's balls all the way up to the top of his crack.

"You have no idea how much I love this ass." Tom said.

Nick turned around and pulled Tom up to his feet. He ran his hands over his
sweaty pecs, letting his fingers linger on his nipples for a moment. "I've
got an idea."

"I never felt this way about girls, you know." Tom said, "I fucked them
because it felt good, but I never got into it the way I get into it with
you."

"I'm sexy as fuck." Nick said, with a big smile.

"You're almost as arrogant as me." Tom said. He put his hand back on Nick's
ass. "I'm going to tear you up today. I'm going to wait until you're
begging for it, and then I'm going to fuck you stupid."

"I"m already begging for it." Nick said.

Tom ran his finger over Nick's hole one last time, teasing him. "You have
no idea."

"Here?" Nick asked.

They had been passed numerous times already. They had tried to cover
themselves up and pretend like they weren't doing anything, but it was
pretty obvious to everyone that they were fucking around. The place was way
too popular to start fucking in the dirt.

"No," Tom said, "Let's go."

They ran back to the parking lot and jumped into Tom's truck. As soon as
the doors were shut, Nick was leaning over, playing with Tom's dick. Tom
was as horny as he'd ever been and his dick was drooling into his
shorts. Nick bent down and licked the wet spot. Then he buried his face in
Tom's crotch.

"You want that cock, don't you babe?" Tom teased.

Nick nodded and dug in deeper, pushing his face into Tom's balls while he
played with his mammoth dick. Tom could hear him breathing deeply through
his nose and laughed a little.

"You like that." Tom said as he rubbed Nick's head, "Fucking hot, sweaty
cock. All for you."

Nick looked up at him a little embarrassed. "You think it's weird that I
like your body when you're all worked up like this?"

"Different strokes," Tom said, "You think it's weird that I could eat your
ass for days."

"It's just, I really love the way you smell and taste." Nick crawled up
Tom's body and kissed one of his nipples. Then he moved to Tom's armpit and
started to lick it. It was salty with fresh sweat, and Nick rubbed his face
against the wet hair. Everything smelled fresh and masculine. He loved it.

Tom pushed him away. "We gotta go babe. Like now."

Nick got back into his seat. Tom could smell his body on Nick, and it
turned him on more than he cared to admit. He had marked his mate with his
scent. It was the most primal way of taking possession that existed, and it
tapped into something deep within Tom's psyche.

They got to Tom's house and did a quick check to make sure that his mom
wasn't home. Then they ran upstairs to Tom's room. Tom threw Nick onto the
bed and pulled his shirt off at the same time. Nick was also undressing in
a flurry, throwing his clothes in every direction. Tom pulled off his
shorts and stood in front of Nick in a pair of gray compression
shorts. Nick jumped off the bed and dropped in front of him. Tom's cock,
massive and engorged, lay across the top of his thigh aiming at his
hip. Nick kissed it.

As Nick started to pull down the shorts, Tom grabbed his hands and pulled
Nick to his feet.  He pushed him back onto the bed and pulled Nick's boxers
off violently.

He held the thin fabric up to his face and took a deep breath. Nick wasn't
the only one that got off on the way his man smelled. He tossed the briefs
to the side and stared between Nick's legs, at the real thing. He moved up
between Nick's legs. Nick smiled, grabbed his dick, and pointed it down at
Tom. Tom licked the tip, sucking up some of the precum, and then pushed it
out of his way. He licked Nick's balls, running his tongue over each of
them. When they were good and wet, he moved lower, sucking and kissing Nick
right underneath his balls.

"Oh fuck," Nick said. Tom pulled away, looked up at Nick, and smiled from
ear to ear. Then he buried his face between Nick's legs.

Tom's mouth was all over his ass. It was almost like he had three
tongues. He would toy with Nick's hole with the tip of his tongue, and then
lick the inside of his ass cheeks, and then his fingers would be pulling
Nick open. It was the most intense encounter he'd ever had with Tom. It was
almost like Tom was trying to get up inside of him. At the same time, his
dick was bouncing against his stomach. He knew that if he took his cock
into his hand, he would cum in a second.

His fingers moved through Tom's hair, which was still damp from the run. He
mussed it up and then stared at Tom. He loved the way Tom looked when he
wasn't put together, like now or when he first woke up. There was something
attractive about seeing him in these moments, which Tom, obsessed with his
self-presentation, rarely let other people see.

Suddenly Tom pulled away from Nick. He grinned at him and bit the inside of
his thigh lightly. Then Tom grabbed his hips and flipped him over. He
slapped Nicks' ass and kissed the top of it.

"The more you work out the better this gets, babe," he said, "I'm going to
have to start fighting off other guys if you keep doing all those squats."

Nick looked over his shoulder, "You want me to stop."

"Nah," Tom said, "You keep working out, and I'll take care of the other
guys."

Nick groaned as Tom went back to rimming him, kneading his cheeks as he ate
him out. Nick mumbled incoherently into his pillow.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you, watching me fight another guy for you?"

Nick wasn't into physical violence, but he had to admit that the idea
turned him on. He'd like to see Tom's muscles flex and display their power
as he pushed away another guy. As he thought about it, Tom continued to eat
him out and talk dirty. Nick lifted his hips off the bed at this point and
pushed back against Tom, slowly grinding against his mouth.

Slowly and deliberately, Tom pulled on Nick's cock. It wasn't enough to get
him off, but it was getting him revved up. Tom's tongue swirled around his
asshole and pushed inside him just a little bit. When he pulled it out,
Nick felt the emptiness inside of him.

"Fuck me, Tom." He groaned, "I want your cock inside me."

"I could eat your ass all night, babe." Tom said. Then he grumbled, almost
to himself, "So fucking in love with this ass."

"Ugh," Nick said, "Just fuck me."

Tom ignored him. He continued to toy with his hole, and made no signs that
he was going to change things up. Nick finally gave up. He turned over and
smiled at Tom, then he grabbed his shoulders and rolled Tom over.

"You gonna sit on my face babe?" Tom asked as he licked his lips.

"I'm gonna sit on your cock." Nick said as he grabbed the giant pole and
teased it out of Tom's shorts. Nick lined himself up with the leaking dick
and eased down onto it.

Tom's eyes rolled back into his head as Nick's warmth and wetness
surrounded him. He let go of Nick's body and leaned his head back. He was
completely relaxed. He could have gone on rimming Nick for an hour, but he
couldn't deny that this was better.

"Ride me, dude." Tom said, "Get yourself off on my thick dick."

Nick moved up and down on Tom's cock, letting it sink all the way into him
before he eased himself off. He squeezed with his ass muscles, tightening
his chute around the pole inside of him.

"Fuck me." Nick said. "Take me like you said you were going to."

"Make me want it." Tom teased.

Nick slowed down. He slid his body up and down Tom's lower stomach, letting
Tom's cock move in and out of him by just a few inches. While he slowly
teased Tom, he ran his hands over his chest and stomach.

He rode Tom for several minutes, looking him in the eyes at first and then
turning around so that Tom could watch his round ass slide up and down his
thick pole. He kept the pace as slow as possible, trying to taunt Tom into
finally taking him. As he rode him, he struggled to maintain control. Every
inch of Tom's massive cock were inside of him. Each time he sat down on top
of it, the head passed over his prostate and then the rest of it slid
past. Then, on the out stroke, he felt his body collapse into the
emptiness. Tom's dick stretched him and opened him up, and precum was
running out of his dick like water from a faucet.

Tom began to lift his hips in response to Nick's thrusts. Nick put his
hands behind him and did his best to hold Tom down. He didn't want Tom to
do anything that would help him get off. This was about getting him to put
his money where his mouth was. Tom wasn't going to get off if he wasn't
willing to fuck Nick like he'd promised.

Nick looked over his shoulder, "You want it yet?"

Tom grinned, "I'm getting there."

"I could ride this dick all night." Nick mocked him and lied at the same
time.

"Liar." Tom said, "You would cum first."

Tom looked into Nick's eyes. He could see the need in them and suddenly
felt guilty about teasing Nick. This was all about control. He could care
less if he got off or not. Instead, what was driving him was the feeling
that he was denying Nick something, toying with him. Now he wanted to give
Nick what he wanted.

"You really want me to fuck you, don't you?" Tom asked.

"Since I woke up this morning and you left me with my dick in my hand."
Nick said.

Tom sat up and wrapped his arms around Nick's torso. He slipped his fingers
underneath Nick's armpits and grabbed at his nipples. At the same time, he
pulled Nick down onto him.

"I thought that slow and sexy was more your style. You're not into
romance?"

"Not today." Nick groaned, "Just fuck me."

Tom dragged his teeth across Nick's shoulder. Then he pushed him forward
and off of his cock. He stood up and pulled off his shorts, letting them
fall on the bed. His cock, hard and pulsing, slapped against his
stomach. He pulled it away and let it smack against his abs again. Then he
cupped his balls and played with them. The whole time, his eyes drilled
holes into Nick's skull.

"I'm going to tear you up." He said.

Nick, suddenly, felt a little frightened. He wanted it. He always liked it
when Tom fucked him hard. He liked the display of strength and the feeling
of Tom's muscles as he covered his body and got his nut. Now though, seeing
him standing there with his massive organ oozing and pulsing, he wasn't so
sure he could take it. He would undoubtedly be punished for toying with Tom
for so long.

Tom took a step toward the bed. He grabbed the back of Nick's neck and
shoved him forward, pinning him down. Then he lined his dick up and pressed
the head against Nick's hole. Right before he entered, he ran his tongue up
Nick's neck and licked him along his hairline. It was a tender move. Then,
with all his force, he drove forward with his hips and impaled Nick on his
cock.

Nick grunted but didn't cry out. He'd gotten used to Tom's size. Tom went
to work immediately, fucking Nick with punishing force and urgency. He was
humping him into the bed, and practically smothering him as he pressed him
into the pillows.

"Is this what you wanted, babe?" Tom whispered in his ear as he pounded
him.

He allowed Nick to lift his head just long enough to hear him mumble the
word, 'stud', then he pressed him back into the bed. Tom's hands moved over
Nick's body, and his mouth continued to lick Nick's back and neck. He snuck
up along the side of his face and let Nick up for a second so that he could
kiss him. Their tongues tangled before Tom pulled away. He saw his
compression shorts on the bed above Nick's head. He grabbed them and then
shoved them under Nick's face.

"Smell my sweaty dick, babe, while I fill you with my nut."

"Fuck," Nick moaned. He took a deep breath and his nostrils were filled
with the scent of Tom's body. It was a smell he knew well, but here, on the
still damp shorts, it was concentrated and amplified. The aroma went
straight into his brain and made every thrust of Tom's cock more intense.

Tom grabbed the briefs and positioned them so that the crotch was facing
up. Then he shoved Nick's face into them a second time."That's where my
sweaty stud balls were churning while I watched your fine ass bounce up and
down you fucking tease." He emphasized the last words with an especially
hard thrust.

He moved the briefs again. "This is where my dick was, leaking precum as I
thought about fucking you stupid."

Nick nodded and almost purred.

"Taste it. Suck up my sweat, babe."

Tom was practically chewing on Nick's neck as he drilled him, and he could
smell the aroma of his own cock, balls, and sweat. It didn't matter that it
was his; the smell of cock was turning him on. And the more time he spent
screwing Nick, the more he was turned on by it. The hardness and roughness
of men was exactly what he'd been looking for when he was messing around
with girls. He just hadn't known it.

The constant thrusting had pushed Nick to the edge of the bed, and half of
his body was hanging off. He put one hand on the floor to stabilize himself
and moaned Tom's name a couple of times to try to get his attention. Tom
bit the back of his neck lightly and then wrapped his arms around
Nick. With his dick still embedded deep in Nick's body, he maneuvered
himself and dropped both of them to the floor.

Nick was half delirious as Tom started to pound him again. The carpet was
rubbing against his knees and elbows, and he knew they would be red
tomorrow. Tom's fingernails clawed at him and his mouth was all over Nick's
back. They were both getting close, panting and grunting, as Tom's sweat
dripped onto Nick's neck. Nick lost it first, shooting his huge load all
over Tom's carpet. His dick was pressed downward, and his cum shot backward
toward his knees, painting long lines on the floor.

As Nick's body pulsated around his cock, Tom found that he couldn't take it
any more. Nick's body morphed beneath him. He was no longer fucking his
boyfriend, he didn't care about that. Nick was just a thing to be fucked,
and Tom fucked him with all his might. All he wanted, all he needed, was to
get his nut, and Nick's hole was there and ready for him. He pounded Nick
hard, listening to him groan and babble incoherently. Tom grabbed onto him,
squeezing his body as he thrust as deep as he could.

"Here it is babe," Tom moaned, "Just for you."

Nick felt Tom's cock swell up inside of him. The head and the shaft became
impossibly huge as his dick prepared to blast a load into his guts. Then
the flood of cum, hot and wet, filled him up. Tom humped him, pushing his
hips into the carpet, not speaking but licking and kissing Nick's jaw and
cheek. When he finished, he laid on top of Nick, grinding his hips
slowly. His cock barely softened before it returned to it's normal, rock
hard state.

They had been locked together for so long that when Tom released him and
crawled off, Nick felt exposed and empty. He crawled back onto the bed and
sat next to Tom. Then he put his head on Tom's shoulder and pulled him
backward, snuggling into him as they both laid down.

Tom grabbed his pipe from the drawer next to his bed and took a long hit
before he passed it to Nick. "That was fucking intense."

"Probably the best yet," Nick said. His head was pressed against Tom's
ribcage and he felt his lungs expand and collapse again.

"You like it when I fuck you hard?"

Nick didn't look at Tom, but said, "I like it when you call me babe."

"Yeah?" Tom asked, "I like calling you babe too."

Nick's cock was hard again. Tom looked at it. There was still some cum
hanging out on the head and it bounced with every heart beat. Tom took it
into his hand and started to rub it.

"Time to get you off." he said.

"I already got off," Nick said as he bent his head toward the massive
puddle of cum on the floor.

"Time for me to get you off." As he said it he bent over Nick's body and
sucked his dick into his mouth.

Nick put his hand on Tom's muscular shoulder and leaned back against this
pillows. He closed his eyes, focused on what he was feeling, and let Tom
take him to an amazing place for the second time that night.

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