Date: Thu, 29 May 2014 17:59:11 -0500 From: kc <kjcniftystories@gmail.com> Subject: PIGSKINS 2 * * *DISCLAIMER:* * * *This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between males some of whom may be related to each other. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic distasteful, you have been warned.* * * *This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission.* * * *Email comments to kjcnifty@gmail.com* 2 - Pigskins Before I could answer, the door swung open and there stood Davis, our QB, looking down with a bad ass smirk on his face as he saw the dude who was key to the teams defense stroking his long thick dick with one hand and fingering his shitty hole with the other. "Hey, dude! Looks like you could use a hand there.", said Davis as he slowly walked forward towards me on the shitter. I looked up at the 6"2', 220 pound of packed muscle who had led our team in at least 3 championship games against our long standing rivals City West. He looked back at me and his eyes lowered until he was staring at me stroking my dick and fingering my hole. I wondered how long he had been standing there, but just as I started to say something, the beast of a man bent over and lowered to his knees until he was eye level with my hairy, stomach and just continued to stare at me – without saying a word, he quickly leaned his neck and gobbled up all 8 inches of my thick veiny dick. I could hear him gagging and I pulled back on his head to help him, but he held my sweaty, hot dickhead in his throat and continued to fuck his own throat. I grabbed him by his face, my shitty hands leaving smears of brown on his cheeks and held his face up so that we were eye to eye. I slowly ran my thumb around his chin, lips and nose. He deeply inhaled when my thumb was near his nose – inhaling my funky man sludge deeply. He continued to stare into my eyes as I slipped my thumb and forefinger, which had been fingering my shitty hole until he started sucking my dick right into his mouth. He closed his eyes and slurped and sucked on both digits, swirling his tongue over and around my hand, until it was dripping now with saliva and my now diluted manshit. He moaned as my finger probed his mouth and attempted to dig deeper into his throat. He coughed and I held my finger there. I laughed to myself because I thought it was funny that he didn't mind choking on my dick,but put a finger in there and he couldn't handle it. I pulled his head back again so that we were eye to eye. I pulled him into my face closer until our lips touched and he opened his mouth and jammed his tongue into my throat. I responded back sucking, biting and rubbing my tongue against his. I could taste the sharp, bitterness of my shit on his tongue still. I kept eating his tongue until he pulled back. Davis stood up and faced the door of the shitter stall. I admired his strong muscled back and deeply veined thighs. Many times, I wish I had been the center and could feel him run his fingers through my shitty hole during practice, but alas, the role of a linebacker was what I was built for so I take what I got. Davis stood there for 20 seconds and began to bend at his waist. His huge hairy and thick ass began to part as he bent further over. The stench from his ass trench made my mouth water. "Dude...when is the last time, you wiped?", I asked. "Fuck you, man, why wipe when I have you?", he replied. I leaned forward taking deep whiffs of his messy ass. I could see that his asshairs were wet with sweat from practice and matted together. His hole was perfectly visible and when I got even closer, I could see clumps of dried shit there where he "forgot" to wipe after his last major shit. I closed my eyes and leaned even further in – I began to eat and lick at my buddy's hole like it was my last meal. It was true what they said about body hair – it holds scent and from the funk buffet I was having right now Davis hadn't showered in days. I smiled and continued to lick, slurp and chew on dude's hairy funky ass. He was moaning as I continued to tongue fuck him and probe as deep as I could – I even chewed on his ass hairs. I reached forward with my left hand and held his ass cheek apart as far as I could. I put my right hand into my mouth and got as much spit as I could on my two fingers. I slowly probed his ass trench again, searching for that sweet spot – his hole. I found it quickly and began to rub circles around his hot hole. I found that the licking had somehow opened him up a little – made it easier for what I was about to do. (to be continued) [Comments? Suggestions? Email me at kjcnifty@gmail.com]