Date: Sat, 29 May 2004 13:29:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: chris andy <chrisandy2004@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Tight End Part 4

THE TIGHT END  Part 4
(Auth--t/m--NC--anal/oral/hs)

by Chris Andy

   Tony told me to meet him after football practice in the locker room.
I went there filled with apprehension.  As our 'relationship' progressed,
Tony became more and more of a bully.  Gone were the 'fun' times we had
as just buddies--now, he ruled me, used me and sometimes even made me
have sex with Herkie when I wasn't at all wanting to.  I felt like a
whore.

   I went into the locker room--it was always a delightful experience for
me--like a kid in a candy store!-- and went over to Tony's locker.
Trying not to be obvious, I glanced around the room.  In the locker bay
opposite, I saw Herky.  He smirked and fiddled with his dick and balls.
I glared at him.  'He knows better.'  I thought.

"What dya want, Tony?"  I asked.

"What do I always want, cocksucker?"  Tony answered.  He was naked.   His
body glistened with football practice sweat  and his semi- hard cock
poked out from jos curly, dark pubes.

"We can't do that here."  I  stuttered.

"Sure we can, fag.  But we're not.  We're goin' to a party at your
place,"  Tony grinned, pulling on his foreskin.

My eyes followed his arm down to his hand--and down to the object of my
worship.

"A party?"  I asked.

"Yeah,"  Tony said, grinning as he noticed my eyes, glued to his dick.
"Jesus!  You never get enough of my cock, do ya, slut?"

"No, sir."  I said.

"Well, I got a big surprize for ya, queerboy.  Pick any one of these
senior studs to join me and Herk at a 'gala' dick suckin' party,"  he
said, laughing at my facial expression.

"Huh?"  I said, stunned.

"Yeah, Herk and me decided it was time for you to 'expand your horizons'
as you always tell us to do in class."  he said.  "So pick somebody.  Who
elses prick you been cravin'?  Who d'ya wanna blow?"

"Tony...don't make me..."  I pleaded.

Tony got that evil, cold look in his eyes that told me I'd better not
'fuck with him, now.'

"When I get you home, I'm gonna fuckin' kick your ass so hard--you're
gonna hafta walk backwards,"  Tony said through his teeth.  "Now fuckin'
pick some one!"


   I looked around at he veritable smorgasbord of hot football studs.
There was Rusty--a senior running back.  The dude was beautiful!
Flame-red hair,  green eyes, long, full eyelashes ,  chiseled cheekbones
and a full mouth.  His body rivaled Tony's in studliness.

   Next to Rusty was Bradley, a stocky fullback whose bulging thighs and
powerful legs carried his well-proportioned body.  He had pecs that
jutted out over washboard abs.  All of that was covered with a thin layer
of chest hair.  He was kinda shy and wore his black, curly hair in
old-fashioned bangs.  What a tasty dish!

   Across the room was Chuck (or Chas as he preferred to be called) Chas
with the incredible dark blue, bedroom eyes.  Lookin' at him,  I threw
wood.  What a fuckin' body on that hunk--long and slender, but ripped
with muscle.

"Well, who'll it be, Mr. L.?"  Herky asked, breaking me outta my immoral
thoughts.

"Well--a--a--ah...."I uttered.

"C'mon, fag.  Pick someone."  Tony ordered. "Or I'll tell Dave Laning to
come over."

   I cringed in horror!  Dave Laning had tons of pimples, was fat and
smelled bad!  But I knew Tony would pick him if I didn't hurry.  So I
said, "I'll pick Rusty!"

"Hey, Rusty--you won, dude!"  Herkie yelled.

"Shut the fuck up, Hurdzan!"  Tony grumbled.

   Rusty  grinned from ear to ear.  Probably Herkie had already told him
the 'scoop!'  Actually, I didn't mind.  The possibility of swinging from
that hot stud's wiener made me grin, too.

   We walked out to my car and Tony told me to get in the backseat with
Rusty.  Herky sat up front with Tony.

"I'll drive, cunt."  Tony said.

"What's up, Tony?" Rusty asked, not sure whether or not  he'd heard Tony
calling Mr. L.  a 'cunt.'

"Not much, dude.  We're off to  my bitch's  condo for a party."  Tony
laughed.

"Your bitch?"  asked Rusty.  "Mr. L.?"

"Yeah, he's my bitch.  He sucks me off whenever I want and takes my dick
up his boycunt whenever I can't get no real pussy."  Tony explained.

"Wow!"  Rusty said.  "I didn't even know Mr. L.  was gay!"

"He wasn't, man.  Till I showed him what his mouth and twat were for."

"Twat?"  Rusty asked.

"Yeah,"  Herky interrupted, "Hey cocksucker.  Strip down and show Rusty
your pussy!"
"Yessir."  I said, not daring to disobey Herky in case Tony was in a
really bad mood and was fixing to beat me!

   I stripped and lay back in the seat next to Rusty.  Then I threw my
legs back, put my naked feet on the ceiling and thrust my asshole-cunt
out for Rusty to see.

"Jesus!"  Rusty shrieked.  "He's fuckin' smoother than my 5 year old
sister.  It looks just like a twat!"

"And tighter than any twat you ever fucked, boy!"  laughed Tony.

"Hey, homo." Herky said to me.  "Take Rusty's big ol' schlong outta his
pants and suck him off.  He's horny as a fuckin' toad!"

"Yessir, "I said, reaching for the zipper on Rusty's jeans.

"Here, Mr. L.,"  Rusty said.  "Let me help."  And he lifted his butt offa
the seat to help me get his pants down.

"Just call him--' bitch!' "  Herky said.

"Or--'cunt', "  Tony said.  "Forget the Mister shit."

"O. K."  Rusty said.  "But I kinda got to get used to that!"

   I loved Rusty for that comment.  Unlike my 'studboy' and his buddy,
maybe he'd regard me as more than a 'hole!'

   His dick lay on the inside of his muscular thighs (fuck--I love
football thighs!).  It was fatter than I thought and I kissed his smooth,
purple-reddish cockhead and began to lick up and down the shaft.
'Jesus!'  I thought, breathing in the heady jock-boy smell I craved.  I
fuckin' love suckin' teen cock!'

"MMMMM--man!  Feels fuckin' awesome!'  Rusty sighed, spreading his legs
and directing me to lick his balls.

"Wait'll you fuck him, bro,"  Tony said.  "He fuckin' goes crazy with a
cock in his boypussy.  Rub his prostate and he shoots cum without
touchin'  his littleboy peter."

"Yeah, shit, man!"  Herky agreed.  "The bitch is happiest with a cock
stuck in both ends--mouth and twat.  Tony rams that big dago prick of his
up his bitch slit--and when fagboy, here, shoots--it feels like he'll
suck my dick off!"

"Like a hoover, dudes!."  Rusty moaned, pulling my head off his nuts and
aiming his pecker for my mouth.  His stiff, fat cock was thicker than I
thought and his pre-cum was sweeter than Tony's or Herky's.

   I set about giving him the best 'head job'  I knew how--and I'd
learned plenty since Tony 'forced' me to suck him off several weeks ago.
I gently took hold of his cock and slid it down my throat to the pubes.
With my tongue, I swirled around the piss slit, ever so slowly, savoring
this time worshipping his manhood.  I fuckin' loved serving this boy's
beautiful body.  I truly was a cock slut!

   I felt Rusty's pecker swell and knew I'd be getting a mouthful of
sweet boyjuice.  "Ahhhh---Fuck---I'm cummin'!--swallow my jizz, fagboy!"
Rusty said.  I swallowed fast and licked him clean.

"Ah--jesus!--that was infuckincredible!  Best blow job I ever had!"
Rusty said.

"Wait'll you fuck 'im, man!"  Herky said.

   Damn!  I thought--I guess I'm about to get the third cock up my
boypussy as Tony made me call it.

   It's only a short ride from the school to my condo and, soon, Tony
pulled my BMW into my garage.  I gently tucked Rusty's cock back inside
his jeans and boxers.

   Tony opened the car door, climbed out and kinda danced to the kitchen
door singing, "We're havin' a party!  A get your cock sucked party!"

   Herky and Rusty joined in,  "A cocksucker's party!"

   The three football hunks entered my condo and closed the door in my
face, leaving me out in the garage.  I knocked.  The guys had my CD
player turned up to 9--and the sounds of Linkin Park boomed.  So, I
pounded on the door.

   Rusty heard and finally opened the door.  "Yes?"  he grinned.  Man--I
thought--What beautiful eyes--and what a smile!

"Rusty,"  I said.  Let me in, man!"

"Sure, Mr. L--uh--a-a-a...  bitch...."  Rusty stammered  (god--I loved
this boy!)

"Is that the cunt?"  Tony bellowed, ripping the door further open.  "What
do ya want, slut?"

"Tony, I wanna come in, dude."  I said.  "Please let me in."

   Tony slapped my face hard.  It hurt like hell and I looked at him  And
he smacked me again.  And again.  My face was on fire.

"Wha....?"  I sputtered.

"Hey, twat."  Tony asked.  "When a pussy enters the condo with his
masters, what should he be wearing?"

"Um....uh...a....Nothing.  A twat should be naked."  I said, spouting off
one of Tony's many rules.

"That's right--you dumb cunt!  And are you naked?"  he asked.

"No sir."  I said, and hung my head.

"Well--get naked, hole--and maybe we'll let you in.  Tony said, slamming
the door.  I  could hear laughter behind the door.

   I stripped as quickly as I could, tossed my clothes into the car and
knocked again.

"Yes?"  Tony asked.

"May I come in, now?  I asked.

"Are you naked, pussyboy?"  he asked.

"Yessir,"  I said.  "Please let me in, sir."  I begged, listening to the
guys snicker at me subservience.

"What will you do for us if we let you in, cocksucker?"  Tony asked.

"Will you suck my cock and swallow my jism?"  Herky asked.

"Yessir."  I answered.

"Will you eat out my ass, boy?"  Tony asked.

"Yessir."  I answered to the groans of the guys and comments such
as"That's sick" and  "Jeez, homo. have you no pride?"

"Will you let Rusty and Chaz fuck you without bitchin' and moanin'  and
actin' like you don't like it--which you fuckin' do!  You like cocks more
than you like breathin'! "

   After a slight pause, as if I had to really think about it, I said,
"Yessir."  Shit!  I'd let those hot studs fuck me all night and into
tomorrow.  They're both dollbabies!

"C'mon in, cum slut!"  Herky commanded.

When I entered my condo, I was startled to see Herky and Tony standing
with their jeans down around their ankles.  They were facing each other
and their hard dicks were kinda crossed like swords are at a wedding in
Annapolis!

   Rusty was sitting on the couch in his U of K sweatshirt with his peter
hard and and sticking out from his zipper.  Beside him was Chas who was
also brandishing a swollen prick that rose out of his Levis.  Besides
thinking, 'yummy', I wondered how Chas had gotten into the condo.
Anyway, I guessed one of the guys must have let him in the front door.

"You happy to see Chas, queerboy?"  Tony asked.

   I just kinda nodded.

"Of course you are, you fuckin' faggot!  You can't get enough cock, can
ya, boy?"  Tony laughed.

"Get over here and suck our dicks.  We got 'em side by side for ya."
Herky said.

"Your mouth oughta be able to swallow 'em both--blowboy!"  Tony said.

   I fell to my knees and began servicing both peters.  God!  I was  in
heaven.  I looked over to the couch--Rusty and Chas had a bubble of
pre-cum on their aroused peckers.!   What more could I ask for?


   TO BE CONTINUED