Date: Sat, 7 Feb 2009 12:37:50 -0500
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Subject: Linebackers 11

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Linebackers 11 - Part I


Cory and Brock were sitting in the school's parking lot. It was a hot
autumn night, about 9 PM. Practice had just ended, and both the guys
had stayed a little longer talking and cleaning up a few things in the
gym. Brock had to run to his locker to get some books, and Cory was
waiting for him because he took Brock home after practice. His parents
were rich and Brock's mom gave him twenty bucks a week.

Cory sat on the curb and leaned back against his arms so he could
stretch his back. His big belly stuck out. Cory looked over as Brock
walked over with his books and some of his gear. The guys were both
just wearing some of their football uniform - they had changed into
some long shorts, though. Brock was wearing a very tight sleeveless
Under Armour white shirt, showing off his tight, buff body, and had on
some compression shorts under his shorts. Cory on his shorts, a jock,
and a big, sweaty undershirt.  They hadn't showered, sometimes they
just didn't bother, and this was one of those nights.

'Alright Brock, you ready to head home?' Cory said to the kid. He
liked Brock; deep down, he admired all the work he put into his body,
and sometimes Cory just felt like a fat kid who wouldn't be able to
ever look like that.

'Yeah man, let's go!' said Brock.

The guys had been driving for a couple minutes, just bullshitting
about dumb stuff. Brock said, 'Hey man you should come in when you
drop me off, my mom made me this awesome birthday cake. So fucking
good, all kinds of peanut butter and shit.'

Cory thought it sounded good, then said, 'Wait, it's your birthday?'

Brock smiled. 'Yeah...it's today.' Brock was quiet, he didn't even
know how he would've brought it up to his friends anyway, he didn't
like to talk about himself a lot.

Cory laughed. 'How old are you?'

'Eighteen,' Brock said.

'Dude, awesome! Hey you know what, you need to go buy some cigarettes,
just cause you can,' said Cory. He did that the day he turned
eighteen; he felt cool, then he just threw them away when he left the
gas station.

'Aw, I don't smoke man,' said Brock. He was too into his body to smoke.

'Well, you know what else you're finally old enough to do?'

'What's that?' Brock said.

'Go to the porno store!' Cory had a huge grin on his face. All the
guys knew about Theater 12, way out by the interstate. It was a
reference high school kids would make when they'd joke about being
laid, or sex toys, or porno movies. Not too man of them had actually
been there; it was about 20 minutes from their small town, and most
guys were too nervous to go there. Brock and Cory were both nervous
about going there but didn't want to act like it.

Brock smirked. 'Whatever man...you ever been there?'

Cory shook his head. 'Nah but I bet its awesome. I'm eighteen too, so
let's go check it out! I bet it's freaky...'

Brock figured, why not. He had heard they had booths there too, and he
wanted to see all the stuff they had there. 'Alright...'

With that, Cory laughed and looked for a road to turn off onto to go
there. It was late, they had the windows down in the truck, and they
talked about the store as they drove through the rural area. Brock
said, 'I heard they have like, booths and shit where you can watch any
porno movie.' 'Yeah I heard that too,' Cory said.

The guys pulled up at the small building. It was next to an old gas
station with a diner and a truck stop across the street. Cory parked
his truck in the back so no one would see them, and they hurried in
the dark to the front door.

They went through two doors and were struck by the brightness when
they walked in. It was cleaner than they thought it would be. The
cashier asked for their IDs and they handed them over. The guy at the
register smiled. 'Happy birthday, Brock,' he said as he handed him
back his driver's license. 'Thanks,' he said.

The guys wandered the store, pointing at some of the crazy stuff,
laughing at the huge toys ('Dude, how would any chick get this up her
pussy?' Brock said to Cory about one of the biggest vibrators; he knew
he'd never be able to take that either) and joking about the videos.
They talked about lube and Cory explained to Brock what the little
brown bottles were for.

Then they saw the booths. The door said you had to buy at least a $5
card to get in, and you had to swipe it to open the door. 'Man...I
wonder what it's like in there,' Cory wondered out loud. The sign said
every booth had over 2,000 movies available. 'How does that even
work?' said Brock.

'You wanna find out?' Cory said, looking at Brock and smiling.

Before Brock could reply, Cory nodded him to the counter and headed
that way. Before Brock got there, Cory was already handing over a five
dollar bill to get his card. 'Get one, dude, I'm not sharing a booth
with you!' Cory said quietly but loud enough for the clerk to hear.

Brock wasn't sure. He figured though that since it was Cory's idea, he
wasn't gonna say it was weird or anything, and Brock wanted to watch a
porno movie, he didn't see too many. But, he didn't want to go back
there, he was way too shy and nervous.

Cory was handing him something, Brock thought, snapping out of
wondering. 'Here you go dude, bought you a card for your birthday!'
Cory said, smiling. He figured Brock would be too polite to not take
it now.

Brock shrugged and took the card. The guys walked to the door and
swiped their cards. The door unlocked and they stepped through.

This time, they were blinded by the darkness. There were barely any
lights in the hallways. The walls were really cheap wood or plastic.
Everything was black except for some dark red lights. They could see a
light on each door that said 'OCCUPIED' when it was lit. The sign
right in front of them on the wall said 'BOOTHS 1-9' with a left arrow
and 'BOOTHS 10-18' over a right arrow.

Cory spoke up after the guys took it all in for a few seconds. 'OK
dude, you're 18 so you go right...I'll go left...meet you up front at
that two thousand dollar sex doll by the front door!' Cory said,
patting Brock on the back and he headed to the left.

Cory wound around a few curves. He could faintly hear porno sounds
through the thin walls. He saw a few doors that were occupied. He came
upon booth #5 that was unused, and he went in and locked the door
behind him. The light went on.

Cory saw the tiny booth. It was about 10'x8', with a cheap futon couch
facing a monitor in the wall. There was a money machine on the wall
next to it that picked the channels and changed the volume. There was
a roll of toilet paper near the machine and a wastebasket on the
floor.

The floor at least looked clean, but there was a funky odor. When it
hit Cory's nostrils, it smelled faintly familiar; it had a slightly
musky smell, and this reminded Cory of the jocks he sniffed. The smell
was getting him hard, quick. It smelled dirty, like sex.

Cory sat his big frame on the futon. He swiped his card and saw he had
20 minutes. A porno came on immediately. There was a black chick
riding a big, thick white cock. Cory smiled. He flipped through a few
of the  movies, and put his right hand down his pants in his jockstrap
pounch, squeezing and rubbing his hardening cock. It felt damp, and he
finally stopped on a movie where a brown haired latin chick was
getting plowed by a big muscular shaved latin guy on a couch in a
plain room.

Cory stood up and dropped his shorts. He was standing there in his
jock and big t-shirt, a shirt from football camp last summer. The
second he dropped his shorts, he could smell his rank, sweaty crotch.
His big dick was stretching out his jock pouch as he ran his fingers
over the moist pouch.

Cory sat down, feeling his big ass on the vinyl, cheap cushion. He
moved his jock to the side and took out his hard cock and balls. The
cool air felt good on his dick, and his heavy hanging balls sat on his
thick thighs.

Cory stroked his cock slowly, noting that he had 17 minutes left. He
lifted his hand to his nose and smelled his sweaty cock on his palm.
It smelled so awesome, he thought.

In the dark, Cory hadn't noticed the hole next to him in the wall. He
saw some movement out of the corner of his eye and noticed a video had
gone on in the room next to him. Cory kept stroking, and about thirty
seconds later, he saw the tip of a finger stick through the hole.

Cory froze. He didn't know what to do. He was about to get up and
leave, he didn't know what this stranger wanted. He stood up and heard
the person say through the hole, in a male voice, 'Stick it through
the hole.'

He was unsure. He didn't want the guy to do something weird like cut
his dick off or something. But, he was horny, and a blow job would
feel really good. He was afraid the guy wouldn't want to blow him with
his sweaty stink, but that kinda got him hot too.

Cory stuck his meat through the hole. He moaned as a wet tongue ran up
his shaft. Two lips wrapped themselves around his head, and the guy
started sucking Cory's dick with his mouth.

Cory pushed as close as he could to the wall to get as much of his
cock through the hole, though his stomach kept him from getting all
the way through. He held still for a minute or two, then slowly
started fucking the guy's mouth with long strokes.

He was in heaven. He'd had a few blow jobs in the past but this was
incredible. He was disappointed when the guy took his mouth off his
dick, and he pulled back, 'Unlock your door,' the guy said,

Cory quickly tucked his dick back in his jock and pulled up his
shorts. He walked over and unlocked the door, and a few seconds later,
the guy walked in.

Cory was surprised. It was a young guy, maybe 21 or 22. He looked like
he was maybe in college; he had a shirt on from the local community
college. The guy was a little shorter than Cory, maybe 5'9''. He had
short brown hair, spiked a little and a brown goatee and moustache,
but he was clean shaven otherwise. He had on jeans and he looked a
little chubby in his shirt, maybe 180 or 190 pounds. The guy smiled
huge when he walked in, 'Have a seat,' the guy said.

Cory sat down, still fully clothed, on the futon couch and spread his
legs. The guy kneeled between them, noticing how Cory's light blue
shorts were past his knees, and he ran his hands up his shorts and
over his meaty fat thighs. He felt the hair on them, and then he
reached up towards Cory's dick. He took Cory's wet jockstrap pouch in
his hands, rubbing the kid's balls with his left hand and feeling
along the hard shaft with his right.

Cory swalled, his mouth dry. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling
of someone touching his body. The guy looked up at Cory's big frame.
He wanted more. He took his hands out of his shorts, reached up and
grabbed Cory's shorts on the sides and slide them down. He loved the
smell he smelled. It was what he smelled and tasted when he blew this
big guy but ten times more.

He put his face up to his jockstrap pouch and inhaled deeply. Cory
looked down when he heard this and smiled. He wondered if maybe the
guy liked smelling jocks as much as Cory did. The guy licked Cory's
rough pouch and then pushed it aside to release Cory's dick.

Cory changed the movie while the guy took out his cock, stopping on a
lesbian movie with two girls 69ing in some garden. Cory moaned as the
guy took every inch of his dick in his mouth.

The guy blowing Cory loved what he was doing. This kid's sweaty crotch
smelled so rank. Every time he swallowed the big penis, his nose was
deep in the kid's hairy crotch and he inhaled.

He wondered if the kid was hairy other places. He took his hands off
the floor and put them under Cory's shirt. He was shocked to feel a
wet, hairy, fat belly, and his own dick was leaking hard in his jeans.
He moved up to the kid's chest, feeling his heavy thick chest and
flicking Cory's nipples slightly with his thumbs.

The guy took his mouth off Cory's dick and looked up at him. 'Take off
your shirt?' he asked, hoping the kid would.

Cory was amazed that someone wanted to see him shirtless; he didn't
usually like to see himself shirtless. But he wanted the guy to check
out his body, so he took it off.

'Wow...' the guy said, looking at Cory's hairy fat frame. He was
amazed a kid like this would come here, and he wanted to savor this.
He saw the kid only had a few minutes left on his movie, so he put a
five dollar bill in the machine, then looked back at this boy.

The guy kneeled up a bit and ran his hands through Cory's chest hair,
feeling it scratching his hands. It was a little wet. The guy inhaled
the big linebacker's sweaty manly smell. Cory had his arms resting at
his sides, really relaxed, enjoying the feelings.

He got closer and sucked on one of Cory's nipples. Cory froze; no one
ever did that to him, and it was a weird feeling. He wasn't sure he
liked it. The guy stopped but left his face right at the kid's nipple.
He sniffed a few times, and slowly moved to the right, towards Cory's
armpit.

The guy ran his nose up and down where his right arm touched his
chest. He boldly grabbed Cory's right arm and moved it over a bit,
exposing his armpit a little. The smell of heavy sweat was now in the
air, from his armpit.

Cory's hard dick poked the guy in his chest. The guy looked down and
saw a string of pre-cum stretching from the kid's dick, connecting to
a wet spot on his shirt. He went back down to lick it off and suck out
some more juice.

The guy sucked the football player for a minute or two, and Cory
adjusted himself on the seat, getting more comfortable. He stretched
his arms and put his hands behind his head.

The guy sucking him slowed down and looked up. He looked over the
kid's big round belly, big chest and looked at his armpits. This kid
had a lot of hair in his armpits. It was straight and long, some of it
damp against his chest and under arm and some sticking out. Some of
the hairs had curled up with the wetness.

Cory's eyes were closed, and the guy couldn't resist. He leaned up
again and moved towards his left armpit. He sniffed a few times, then
inhaled the kid's musk deep. He took his right hand and grabbed the
kid's piece, stroking the wet dick slowly, squeezing the head every so
often.

Cory looked down to see the guy right up by his armpit. He smiled as
the guy kept sniffing and jerking him off. He leaned down a little,
smelling his stink with the guy. The guy looked up at him and smiled.
Cory smiled back.

The guy reached up with his left hand and felt Cory's armpit. He felt
the hairs and the sweat. He rubbed a little; obviously this kid wasn't
ticklish, he thought. He rubbed for a minute or so, both the armpit
and the cock, while studying this kid's armpit, trying to memorize
every hair.

Finally, the guy couldn't take it anymore; he leaned in and tasted
some of this big lug's armpit hair. He ran it over his tongue, then
went in and started licking Cory's armpit. Cory gasped and moaned a
little as the guy tasted his sweat.

Cory's sweaty armpit was wet with sweat, and this stranger was tasting
the salty stink, licking the hair and the skin underneath, all the
while stroking his thick 6 incher, slowly stroking down the hard shaft
and up to rub the head. Cory loved how they guy was getting into his
sweaty smell.

Cory was moaning quietly and his dick was leaking. The guy was making
him feel awesome. The guy's strokes were making a sticky noise with
all the stroking. He was ready to eat this big guy's load. He kneeled
back down, swallowing his young, hard cock, and rubbing his low
hanging sweaty balls with his right hand.

Both guys knew Cory was getting close. The guy looked up as he blew
Cory, watching his big hairy belly heave. Cory started slowly fucking
the guy's mouth, and the guy watched his belly shake with every
thrust. Cory was watching the movie, and everything was making him so
horny; the movie, the smells, the blow job. Cory groaned and started
to shoot his load in this stranger's mouth.

The guy kept sucking and massing Cory's cock as the kid started
shooting. Shot after shot of this heavy linebacker's heavy load filled
his mouth and slid down his throat. Cory sat for a minute as the guy
massaged his cock as it deflated, wringing out every drop of juice.

'Whew...thanks,' Cory said. He never felt anything like this ever,
having someone so obviously getting off on his body and also giving
him such an expert blow job. He had an idea. He grabbed his jock by
the sides, lifted his huge ass off the slippery vinyl seat, which at
this point was wet with the big guy's sweat, and slipped off his jock.
'Here, keep it,' he said, throwing it at the guy. Cory knew he had a
bunch to replace it.

The stranger was leaned back on his knees when the kid threw the jock
at his chest. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, savoring
the big jock's load. He barely got out 'Thanks...wow...' before the
kid pulled up his shorts and put on his t-shirt.

Cory smiled down at him and said, 'Thanks again man' and walked out
the door to meet Brock. He was sure Brock hadn't done anything like
that; he figured the shy kid jerked off quick and was waiting for him
out by the door...