This story is fictional and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private lives.
Part 4 [in case you're wondering, it's VEE-tas DAN-uh-loose]
A few days later, the Terps continued their road trip at Wake Forest, just down the road from Durham in Winston-Salem, NC. The Deacons had taken a hit last year and lost their star player, but they were still having a decent year as they got set to host Maryland.
One of the players who'd had to take on more responsibilities was Kyle Visser, a huge, handsome blond center from Michigan who stood a little higher than everyone else at 6'11". He'd packed on 30 pounds of muscle in the two years since arriving at Wake, and his 250-pound frame was nicely built, with solid pecs, taut delts and traps, and thick guns. Kyle was a total stud in his white, black and gold home uniform, the 19-year-old junior not lanky and awkward anymore like he'd been as a freshman.
And the girls appreciated it, staring and smiling at Visser's muscled body as the game progressed. They weren't the only ones. Behind the home bench, Vytas Danelius, the cut 6'9" 240-pound center who'd just graduated the year before, ogled Kyle throughout the game. It was Vytas who Visser had replaced, though as Kyle always told the tall Lithuanian, he could never really be replaced. Vytas was 22 now and playing in the Russian leagues, but he'd come back to school for this game and wasn't regretting it.
He loved watching Kyle play-—always had, since the day he met him. There wasn't anything remarkable about the kid's game, but something just set off sparks for Vytas when he was watching Visser that he never felt with anyone else. In fact, he'd only ever screwed around with another guy once, and that was on a trip back to his home country, where he was kind of anonymous and didn't have to worry about seeing the guy in class the next day.
In any case, Danelius was used to watching Kyle and admiring him from afar. What he wasn't used to was a return in the attention. Despite comments like the one about being irreplaceable, Vytas still hadn't caught on to the fact that Visser was as into him as he was into Visser.
When Danelius had played for Wake, Kyle loved seeing the cut Lithuanian shoot, drive, and block—-Vytas had a rough style that made him look a little out of place when he shot a three, but he was such a stud that he often sank it. Visser loved Vytas' accent, which drove his dick straight up anytime he heard his teammate's low voice, and the body wasn't bad to boot. 240 pounds of solid muscle, a handsome set of features, spiked dirty blond hair a little darker than his own-—yeah, Kyle wanted to bone Vytas bad. He'd even seen that Danelius was well-endowed in the other area of interest to the young center. Although he'd never seen Danelius' cock, Kyle had seen its bulge into Vytas' sagged basketball shorts and into his jeans when they were off the court. So he knew it was big, maybe even bigger than his even though he was hung to the tune of 10 thick inches. However big it was, Visser knew he wanted it in his throat or deep up his ass.
But as far as he knew, Vytas wasn't into that. Which is why Kyle was so surprised when he looked up in the stands during one timeout and his eyes met with Danelius'. Startled, Vytas smiled and cocked his head in greeting. Kyle did likewise, turning back to the court in confusion-—had Vytas been staring at him like he was staring at Vytas? Danelius was wondering much the same thing as he looked over Kyle's tight ass. He decided finally that he couldn't take not having Visser any longer, and threw caution to the wind.
The next time Kyle looked up in the stands, Danelius grinned openly at him, then licked his lips as provocatively as he could. Visser's expression was a mixture of fear, astonishment, and utter delight as he watched Vytas reach down and actually start stroking his big cock under his jeans, making the bulge clearer than ever before. Kyle immediately went hard, so much so that he had to wait a second before going back on the court. But Vytas had seen Kyle's reaction, and he knew he was about to get what he'd wanted for two full years.
He hung a little with the guys after the game, a 10-point Wake victory, keeping tabs on where Visser was in the locker room. The junior wasn't quite as forward as Danelius in seeking out mutual interest. In fact, he was acting like he was scared to meet Vytas. But something kept him around the arena after all the other guys left, leaving him alone in the locker room with Danelius. He hadn't changed out of his uniform, and they just sat there in silence for a few minutes, Kyle tugging at his white shorts nervously.
Finally Visser opened his mouth. "Dude," he said, barely audible, "were you...did you, um, do what I think you did out there?"
"What do you mean?" Kyle tensed, hearing that sexy voice again.
"I mean...I like you, dude. I really like you, Vytas."
"Oh," Danelius said, playing dumb. His own heart beat hard as his suspicion and hope for Kyle's affection were confirmed. He let his face become stern. "You want to make love to me?" he asked, not offering but interrogating.
"I...yeah, dude..." Visser breathed.
"You want my dick in your mouth?"
"I just..."
"You want to fuck me too?" It was amazing that even though Kyle had a couple inches on Vytas, the big Lithuanian made him feel two feet shorter. Danelius was almost pressed against him now, and Visser felt the heat of his body.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to—-" But Kyle couldn't speak anymore as Vytas kissed him hard, his tongue pushing out through Visser's lips into his mouth. He didn't have time to react before he kissed Vytas back, his hands rising to clench against Danelius' broad shoulders and back. The two Wake Forest studs kissed passionately, this moment the culmination of two years of silent desire.
Soon, Vytas felt Kyle's sizable prick surge up through the sagged basketball shorts to press against his leg, demanding attention. Danelius had wanted Visser's cock for so long, he wasn't going to waste any time now that it was his. He quickly pulled off Kyle's jersey, exposing the built Deacon's nicely toned but very stacked torso. Vytas kissed the blond stud's lips once more before sinking to his chest, squeezing the pecs with his fingers and licking Kyle's nipples. Visser's gorgeous features strained as his eyes closed and he moaned softly.
But Danelius had just begun. Falling to his knees, he ran his tongue and lips down Kyle's body, caressing the strong and defined abs and obliques, until finally he reached the elastic waistband of Visser's shorts. Vytas had seen him so many times in these shorts, wishing he'd drop them and let him in. Now he grabbed them by the "WF" emblem on the sides and slid them down, watching the fabric slide up and over Kyle's aching boner. The last obstacle was Visser's lycra shorts and those disappeared within another few seconds. Danelius closed his eyes as his lips slipped around Kyle Visser's leaking 10-inch cock.
The junior moaned loudly as he felt Vytas swallowing his dick, inch after inch sliding down the built Lithuanian's throat. Kyle's hands were on his teammate's head, clutching his dirty blond hair, as he began to fuck Danelius' face, his hard prick slamming balls deep into Vytas' throat on each stroke. Visser was so hard thinking about this big stud giving him head-—no, that didn't even do it justice. Danelius was worshipping his cock.
But Kyle was a little over-aggressive as he filled Vytas' throat with his massive 10-incher, moving closer and closer to the inevitable climax. You could hardly blame him-—he had wanted Danelius' body for so long, and now it was finally his. Nevermind the guy himself, whose charm and voice and beautiful inside-outside game got Kyle hard without even thinking about his body.
And Vytas wasn't helping as he let his hands drift around to clench Kyle's rock-hard muscle ass, then slip two fingers through the tall stud's tight pucker. Visser groaned in pleasure, rocking back slightly onto Danelius' fingers, feeling his buddy probe him more deeply. Then his balls tightened and he felt his meat growing in Vytas' mouth.
"Gonna bust my nut, dude," he grunted. He didn't disappoint, his shaft spewing seven or eight shots of thick Wake jock batter deep into Danelius' throat, the other Deac gulping it down gleefully. Vytas locked Kyle's thick cock in his mouth, not letting go till he had milked it completely. Finally Visser pulled out, gasping for breath as he pulled Danelius on top of him on the ground, pulling off the shirt Vytas still wore. He licked his lips uncontrollably, staring at Danelius' impressively muscled torso. Kyle couldn't believe how hot Vytas was—-he'd only seen him shirtless a few times, but this was much better than that. Danelius was sweaty from what they'd just done, and his tousled hair instantly brought Visser's boner back as he kissed his older teammate, running his hands through it.
Danelius, for his part, was in heaven, feeling Kyle's muscular body beneath him and around him. Visser's adorable spiked blond hair, his gorgeous features and smile, and his own cut and bulging body made it easy for Vytas' cock to go hard too. And Visser felt it through his friend's jeans, the huge bulge pushing out insistently against the junior's leg.
Kyle didn't miss a beat, keeping his lips and tongue locked with Vytas' as he eased his hands down and unbuckled the built hunk's belt, unbuttoning his jeans and sliding his hand down Danelius' pants and boxers to wrap around his thick shaft. Visser's eyes widened as he ran his hands along it, realizing just how fucking enormous Vytas Danelius' cock was. He slipped his lips to Vytas' ear. "I need this...in my ass...now."
Danelius grinned and slowly pushed Visser back onto the bed. The hung junior waited patiently, his taut ass ready and waiting, as Vytas looked over him. The Lithuanian stud grinned, then licked and kissed all the way from Kyle's cut pecs down his tight stomach to tongue his cockhead briefly. Visser breathed sharply, unable to wait much longer. Luckily for him, Danelius shucked his pants and boxers right then, leaving himself beautifully naked. Kyle stared in awe at Vytas' stiff hard-on—-the muscular Deac's cock was about 11 inches long, thick from the base to the fat mushroom head, which was spilling pre-cum freely from the slit.
Danelius hadn't anticipated their little encounter and had no lube, so he just grabbed some lotion from Kyle's locker and coated his teammate's tight asshole with it. He leaned in one more time. "I'm going to pound you, dude," he said quietly but with an unbearably hot confidence. Visser loosened just as Vytas slid the broad head in, slowly but surely pushing further into Kyle's gladly opening hole.
Visser's tight jock ass was so receptive that all of Danelius' 11 thick inches were sunk deep in his hole within a few long strokes. After waiting a second to let him get used to it, Vytas began fucking Kyle Visser, softly at first then with increasing speed and force. They both knew from the court that Vytas could pack some power into his game, and this was no different.
Kyle began to moan as Danelius' huge cock massaged his prostate. "Awwhh, fuck me, Vytas, dude, fuck me! Big, thick Deac cock fillin' me up, fuck yeah!" Danelius grinned, stroking Visser's own rigid prick with his hands as he continued reaming the cut jock's ass.
"Not the only big Deac cock here," he said, feeling Kyle loosen even further as he jacked his 10-incher. But now Visser was pushing back with his ass muscles and as he opened his eyes to stare at Danelius, those fucking sexy eyes on that gorgeous face-—Vytas was finished. He felt his balls churn and a massive load shot quickly up through his stiffened dick and out into Kyle's ass.
"Fill me up, stud, shit!" yelled Visser as he felt several shots of Vytas' cum coating his insides. He lay back in ecstasy as Danelius was finally done, sliding his huge fuckpole slowly back out as it softened. Vytas lay down next to Kyle, turning and kissing him as the two Wake jocks eased off their incredible fuck session.
Visser was tired, but as Danelius had shown when he was plowing his 19-year-old teammate he couldn't get enough of Kyle's cock. As he felt the thick meat rubbing against his own dick again, he slipped down uncontrollably to start licking and caressing Kyle's prick once again. He looked up to see Visser looking down at him, hoping for more.
"Fuck me, please, Kyle," Danelius whispered. That was all he had to say before Visser pulled his cock around to the center of Vytas' asshole.
"This is gonna be a fun year, dude," he said. Vytas just closed his eyes in bliss as Kyle eased it in.
Next part is the last part...J.J. and Nik catch a Carolina stud in action and decide to have a little fun.
Feedback is welcome (dukeblue001@hotmail.com)