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The Adventures of Timmy the Trojan
By Jazzie Jon
Seems like, when you live in the "Hall of Fame City," your young life is pretty well mapped out. The whole city's focus and spirit revolves around the sport the "Hall" represents. Ours happen to be football! So from a very young age a football is placed in your hands and you're expected to run with it. For the rest of your life! All the hopes and dreams of every male there depends on it.
Sorry, not me! Now, don't get me wrong, seeing a bunch of sweaty, ruff-n-tumble boys wrestling around on the ground does give me a lift, just not in my heart. More like my crotch!
You see, in junior high, all I ran around with were girls! So my reputation was secure as a ladies man! Then as high school was about to begin, everyone I knew was going out for something related to football. So I racked my brain the whole Summer before, trying to figure a way to join up without getting hurt or killed!
Being the "towel boy" didn't have any appeal to me. The thought of being the "water boy" turned my stomach! Besides, those jobs were given to the unpopular guys. But, buy not getting in somewhere, you were pretty much not in the picture, socially! I can't have that!
Usually a couple of months before school opens its already the hub of activity. Everyone getting ready for whatever group they are going to join. One day, I happen to be hangin' out with the girls. We were on the hill watching the first stringers practice. They were all discussing who was going to do what routine for cheerleading tryouts that next week! They got so animated in their conversation, within minutes they were flippin' and splittin' everywhere! Couple of them asked me to lend a hand with their routines. Pretty much used me as a base for jumps and stuff. For some reason, when I'm bent over grabbing my knees, I get this wonderful idea! Why can't I do this! Become a cheerleader! A few of the girls and I went to the advisor and, after a little begging, talked her in to letting me join the group.
Several weeks of practice have past! I want to DIE!!! This shit is hard! I haven't had my legs spread so much in my eighteen years! I've pulled things I didn't know existed! I have to do something!
One day, I came to practice with my ankle wrapped up. Told them I sprained it. This would give me a couple of days to come up with something.
I happened across an old trunk in the uniform room while gathering up some stuff to be cleaned. Curiosity got the best of me. I popped the rusted latch, the odor of mildew wafted up my nose. Forcing me to wince a little. Then a huge cloud of dust billowed, when the lid of the trunk hit the floor!
Inside, once the air cleared, was this big mass of material. It was royal blue and looks like it use to be shiny. I grabbed hold and pulled! It started to fall apart from the rot. More of the mildew stench went up my nose!
There in the bottom, I pulled out this really heavy helmet! It was metallic gold. Down the center, was a place where a proud set of feather once stood out. Now, all that remained, were the rough quills that were stuck up some poor bird's ass! Underneath that in the trunk were also a set of shin covers and a metal breastplate, all matching the helmet! I took my find to the advisor and she told me that it use to be the proud symbol of our school. In fact, she confessed, forgot all about it even existing! There's my OUT!! I pleaded! I begged! I made her cookies! Our school now had a new mascot! ME!!
I drug the helmet and the other pieces to the autobody shop. I had them fix the rotted leather straps and replace the feathers. They gave it a good buffing out. All that had to be done was to have a cape and a skirt made to complete the costume.
I went to Fabric Services and spoke to the teacher and convinced her that her school loyalty demanded she donates the rest of the needed items. She set up a time for me, next Friday to go over the details. She said one of her students would be doing the work. I told her I wanted the best! I wanted the thing to last me the three years I would be at the school.
The final bell rang. I busted ass to get to my locker, so I wouldn't be late! With only a coupla minutes to spare, I walked into the classroom. Place looked deserted. Fuck me! They left my ass! Then I noticed a light coming from what looked like a storeroom.
"Hello??" I yodeled! "Anyone here??"
Nothing!
"HEY--"
"HEY, YOURSELF!!!!!" was yelled back!
Out of the room strolled this guy. He caught me off-guard. He was stunning! Had this really dark curly hair. Kinda tall. Clothes baggy.
"Help you??" he questioned.
"I'm supposed to see someone about a costume?" I told him. "Sorry I got so loud. Thought everyone had left!"
"That's cool!" He said, then raised his hand out to me. "Michael" he added.
I took it. Haven't felt hands that soft in a long time! His fingers were long and tapered. Had a firm grip, which he wouldn't release. Even after I told him who I was!
"You're in this class??" I asked. This snapped him back from wherever he was and he let go!
"Yeah, my father is a tailor and he thought this would help when I joined the business." He explained.
"Makes sense to me." I added.
"The teacher already explained what you wanted. Ready to get started?"
"Sure 'nuff!"
"This way." He pointed back to the room he came from. They must do all their cutting in here. All along the walls were metal shelves with bolts of material stacked on them. Boxes of trim stacked on the very top. Hanks of ribbon and lace stuck in any crevice that would hold it. In the middle of the room was this huge wood topped table. The only illumination in the room came from one of those metal industrial light fixtures hanging from a wire in the middle of the ceiling. It produced a harsh, extremely bright light. It made the edges of the room look dark. "You can put your stuff over there." Michael pointed to this sad little chair in the corner. I dropped my pack on it, after I took the drawings I made out of the pocket. Once I found out that I had this gig, I drew up some of my ideas for the costume and brought them with me.
"What do you think?" I asked, spreading my doodlings on the table. That awful light from above washed my drawings out to a blur. Michael pressed in closer to get a better look. As I went over the finer points, he kept nudging his shoulder into mine.
"The cape when I found it was this really deep royal blue. Almost purple!" I explained. "Maybe we could use the same material for the design on the bottom of the skirt?" In my excitement, I got more and more animated with my hands. I kept touching Michael as I talked.
"Anything could be possible." A slight smile crept on his lips. "Why don't go back there and get your clothes off. "
"FOR WHAT!" I shot back!
"I gotta measure you for the skirt!" He explained. "I can't do that with those shorts on."
"Well one thing!" I whispered, "I don't wear underwear!"
"Not a problem!" He laughed, "I'll go get something for you to wear. Be right back!" He left the room.
I walked over to the corner he pointed to earlier. There standing, was this old medical screen. The kind that has material stretched top to bottom. It was kinda dark back there cause I was beyond were the light reached.
Since it was summer time, I didn't have much to take off. While I waited for Michael to return, I gave myself the once over. It's been a long time since anyone has seen me anywhere near nude.
Now, don't get me wrong and, NO I'm not blowing my own horn, I look good! I can say that cause, I work at it! I run all the time. It keeps my head clear. Sometimes, I run the coarse at the local park. All along the way, there are different stations with exercises to do. I guess you could say I have, what they call, a swimmer's build. It's topped off by a head of curly blond hair. If you ask me, my best feature....are my legs! My thighs are kinda on the thick muscular side. Hanging between them, was 6 inches of prime dick! Being naked as I was, I gave it a squeeze! Been so long since I've had time to give it the attention that it needed. It started filling out and lifts up. My nipples drew up tight from the stimulation. My lips drew up from the sudden dryness.
THWAPT!!! Shaken from my slight fantasy...by a blow to my head from an unknown object! I grabbed what ever it was and brought it into focus!
"This is all I could find!" Michael shouted, after pitching the thing over the screen.
I caught a scent of some cologne, like CK ONE. That triggered a sensory response in my dick! Up it shot!
"Fuck!" Shot out of my mouth!
"Trouble?!" was shouted back!
"NO!!" just as quick went out!
I finally pull whatever it was from my head! Here it was, this shred of a towel! It was barely enough to cover anything. What was big enough to cover, looked like Swiss cheese! And me, with a hard-on! Well, you gotta do, what you gotta do! So, I hitched that rag 'round my hips and hoped my dick didn't pop out some hole!
Before I walked out and made a spectacle of myself, I looked around the screen and saw Michael hunched over the table marking something down on paper. Just then he looked up and we made eye contact! His eyes were so BLUE! Even with that nasty light over head, they were this vivid blue!
"Shy?" he dared.
"NO!" I called back!
Here goes! I popped my half-bonered ass from around the safety of the screen! Michael had gone back to whatever he was doing, not paying to much attention. So, I strolled over to where he was standing.
"Where do you want me?" I asked.
He looked up from his papers. I could see his eyes pop when he caught sight of me in this get-up! His tongue licked his lower lip. He pointed to a stool right next to him. Still quiet, he motioned for me to hop-up! His eyes never left me as I stepped over and up on to it. He held his hand out to steady me. Once my feet were firmly planted, I checked to make sure everything was in order. Didn't want to show ALL my business!
Michael released my hand and pulled from his neck a tattered ol' tape measure from around his neck. He walked around in front of me and put his arms around me to gather up the other end of the tape measure. This brought his mouth really close to my belly button! The air puffing from his nose is tickling me! My dick starts an upward assent! The coldness from the tape measure hitting the skin on my back causes my hips to jerk forward! His lips brushed my navel! Electric shot through my system!
I opened my mouth to catch my breath, when a piece of spit broke loose and hit me dead in the throat! This caused a huge coughing fit! When the first one hit, it caused me to teeter off balance. Michael quickly grabbed a hold of my thighs, just below my buns! The goosing I got, added to the next cough that came, popped the towel from my waist! There it was, big as you please, my dick just inches from Michael's mouth!
"OH GOD!!!" I heard him whisper!
Next thing I know, he popped the head in and swirled his tongue around! My head shot back and my eyes seen my brain! A white light flashed, as his lips mixed with my bush! Every part of me shook when he withdrew to the head and plunged back down! When his lips reached my fur once again, he let loose of some muscle, and suddenly I'm being milked like a cow! I grabbed hold of his head and tried to slow him down before I shot! I want this to last!
Last it did! Every muscle in my body was responding to this suck-master! My fingers became entwined in his curly hair. My toes dug themselves into the stool I was perched on! Michael still had his hands under my ass. As the action became more frenzied, his middle fingers found my moist hole! He rotated them in opposite directions, stretching out my lips! Once loosened, he pressed one in!
Not getting very far, Michael dipped his finger in the spit that was dripping from my balls! After gathering an ample amount, he returned and slid it right past my anal ring! The suddenness of it caused my nuts to bust! Michael's mouth flooded with my discharge! Being a real trooper, not a drop spilled!
His finger moved further up my ass! My nuts contracted once more and my last shot slid down! Without missing a beat, I suddenly became airborne! My cock still imbedded in Michael's throat and his finger in my ass! He picked me straight up and walked backwards, towards the table. When my toes touched, I was perched on the edge! He continued to suck me off between my legs! Finally, the suction broke and my dick broke free! A warm feeling enveloped my balls! After having the orgasm I just had, this felt wonderful! He then started lapping them with his tongue!
I felt him start to twist the finger still buried up my ass. Then this strange sensation started happening around my hole! He started inserting his tongue beside his finger! This crazy wetness caused my hole to open up and accept it along side! Once in place a whole new world opened up for me! I haven't been turned on like this in a long, long, time!
Michael slid his finger out, but his tongue stayed firmly in place! By now, my tailbone is resting on his chin. My knees started to give way! In a brilliant move, Michael pulled his tongue from my ass, twisted 'round and reinserted it in a split second! My knees fell to the hard top of the table. My head, swimming, fell between my shoulders.
Michael got hold of my legs and pushed me forward! Without pulling this tongue out, he jumped up on the table with me! He then started lapping at my hole! Taking long swipes! More and more my ass got wetter! The excess was running down my nuts, splashing on the surface below. The tonguing went on for what seem like forever!
Just when I thought I couldn't feel any better. Michael reintroduced his finger into my sloppy hole! Giving a coupla' deep twirls to my innards! Overtaken be the insertion. My head fell into my hands! My fingers grabbed at the fringes of my hair, anything to hold on to. I knew I was gonna pop! My breath was controlled by that finger! Every time he withdrew, air was sucked into my lungs and expelled at the insertion!
My dream abruptly stopped, when it popped free of me! The shock made my whole body jump! Then a searing white light shot across my vision! My head snapped back hard as his dick penetrated my ass!
"AAWW!!! SHIT!!!!" was all I could manage! I never got to see what my attacker had between his legs! If I didn't know better, I'd say he had his FIST up there! He snagged hold of my hips and forced more and more up me! Is it gonna stop? The walls of my ass finally gave way and Michael slid all the way in! He collapsed on my back! The sweat from our efforts mingled. His mouth fell next to my ear. The hot breath expelled tickled as it blew past! I brought my lips up to his. He brushed them lightly with his tongue! Then he sucked the lower one in as he withdrew from me! A couple of quick thrusts and pushed back in! With the next withdrawal and thrust, Michael set up a slow fuck. The friction between dick and ass caused my dick to swell! It was killing me not to be able to touch it! Our breaths matched the thrusts I was receiving. I can't take much more!
"FUCK ME!!" shot out of my throat! BIG MISTAKE!!
He snatched hold and went crazy! Our thighs started slapping together! My knees were losing skin to the table top! The stress was building up in my dick! I raised up and grabbed Michael's neck and pulled him next to me, forcing that last inch in!
BAM!!!!! A wad of sperm shot across the room! Joined by another and another! The gripping of my ass triggered Michael! I could feel the warmth of each spurt as it shot! The overflow ran down my thighs. Exhausted, we both collapsed. His dick slipped from me as it deflated.
Two weeks later, I had a new costume, and a new friend!