There is no proof that any of the persons in this fantasy are gay or that they participate in gay sexual activities. This story is a fantasy.
The weekend turned hot and humid, typical for a July day in Columbus. The locker room of the Woody Hays Athletic Center was equally hot and humid. Steam from the showers permeated the whole area, and the few jocks there were eager to get into the cool air of their air conditioned cars as quickly as they could.
The last to leave were Craig Krenzel and Scott McMullen, the #1 and #2 quarterbacks of the Buckeye's football team. They hopped into Craig's car and headed for what promised to be an exciting weekend, one that would likely be hotter than the current Columbus weather. The event was the semi-annual gathering of well-known current and former OSU jocks. In past gatherings, attendees had included Mike Tomczak, Tom Tupa, Kirk Herbstreit, Joe Germaine, Butch Reynolds, Kip Simons, Matt Wilhelm, Mike Vrabel, and Austin Moherman, among many others. In addition, many of the guys brought one or more friends along, which meant there was often quite a large crowd of jocks, sports reporters, and other well-known celebrities.
The only event that Craig could compare the Buckeye gathering to was the Quarterback Club, which he had been invited to twice. It was a similar event, where big-name football stars enjoyed each other's company, along with that of their invited guests. The first time Craig had been invited, he went with Joe Germaine, and he had been amazed at the number of guys there, as well as the names of those he saw and got to meet.
The Buckeye gathering, however, had been his first all-male party, and now that he was a senior, he was one of the organizers. It was his job to host the party, hire the catering company, and to give everyone the meeting details. The calls alone took much of his free time for almost a week, but he enjoyed the chance to talk to guys like Tomczak, Simons, and Herbstreit, catching up on their jobs and hearing of their latest conquests.
Since the guys would be arriving after 5, Craig and Scott had plenty of time to get ready. They stopped by their apartment to change into the standard "dress code" of camp shirt, swim trunks or gym shorts, saggy white socks, gym shoes, and no underwear or jock. Then they left to prepare the home for the party. Mike Tomczak had bought the house almost 10 years earlier, and he used it occasionally himself and for these gatherings. The best feature of the property was that it was on 5 acres in a wooded ravine setting. Privacy was guaranteed.
The two quarterbacks arrived just ahead of the caterers, and soon the house was ready for the rest of the guys. Craig reminded the head caterer about the rules - absolute confidentiality, and no mingling with the guests. The catering company had been doing this event for many years, and the guys had never had a problem with them. Scott had positioned himself on the sunny back deck with a Dos Equis, and Craig was selecting some quiet music from the entertainment system when the first of many cars drove up to the house.
First out was Joe Germaine, with friends Peyton Manning and Mike Vrabel. The three studs bounded up to the front door, where an eager Craig greeted them. After quick handshakes and hugs, the three guests went inside and helped themselves to food and drinks. Shortly thereafter came the next group - four guys in a Hummer - of Kirk Herbstreit, Pete Sampras, Tiger Woods, and Brett Favre. They were followed by a vintage Cadillac convertible driven by Kip Simons, with Paul Hamm beside him in the front seat.
In the next couple of hours, the other guys had arrived, Craig had locked the front door, and had turned his attention to making sure everyone was having a good time. Not that anyone needed help in this regard. Guys were all over the place, from the outside deck and hot tub, to the huge entertainment room in the lower level, to the three bedrooms, to the incredibly appointed workout room, with its mirrored walls and ceiling. As Craig made his rounds, he saw guys everywhere, in all stages of dress (or undress). A few were talking and laughing, some were watching gay porno in the theater, and some were engaged in big-time sex..
He remembered his first time at one of these gatherings, how shy he was and how he watched groups of hot guys kissing, making out, sucking, and fucking, how he watched for some time before one of them - Tom Tupa - invited him to join in. So he wanted to be sure no one was left alone. Then he spied Justin Zwick, redshirt freshman quarterback, standing by himself watching three guys making out in the workout room. Craig invited Justin to meet the guys going at it, and he introduced the teenage stud to them - Sampras, Manning, and Vrabel. Soon there were four guys, with young Justin in the middle, being kissed, sucked, and fucked by the hot trio.
Craig was pleased with how the party was going, and he went back upstairs to get himself another beer. As he walked into the kitchen, he found Mike Tomczak being serviced by CNN's Bill Hemmer. The two classically handsome men had obviously been together before, as Bill easily deepthroated Mike's huge 10-inch cock, stroked the jock's hairy legs, then plunged two fingers up his hot hole. Mike moaned loudly, and after a couple minutes of this assault, grabbed Bill by his sweaty, hairy armpits and pulled him up so that he could make love to Bill. First, lots of heavy, wet kissing, then Mike went to work on Bill's armpits and nipples. Only after lots of begging from Bill did Mike drop to his knees and suck the newsman's throbbing prick, while running his hands over Bill's furry calves and thighs.
Craig realized he had been watching all of this for at least 10 minutes, the beer in his hand getting warm, but not nearly as warm as his crotch. He looked down to see a large tent in his shorts and quickly started pulling off his clothing. By the time the blond stud was naked, Mike and Bill were kissing once again, their hard cocks rubbing against each other. Craig moved toward them, asking "Any room for one more?" Mike flashed Craig his famous smile and responded, "There's always room for you, babe." The two older guys embraced Craig, then started making out with the hot college jock, enjoying his incredible body, covered with thick blond fuzz. As Mike rubbed his hardon in Craig's sweaty crack, Bill attempted to deepthroat Krenzel's monster, something even Craig's roommate Scott had only recently been able to accomplish. Bill gagged several times, then asked, "God, Craig, how big is this dick?" Mike responded for Craig "It's almost 10 inches, Bill. Go for it, stud!" Bill went back to work, but he was not able to get all of Krenzel's massive dick in his greedy mouth, no matter how hard he tried. But his efforts did result in the quarterback's hairy crotch being coated with massive amounts of his saliva. Krenzel's thick blond pubes were soaked, and the drool was oozing down his furry legs. He started trash talking at Bill, getting off on the gorgeous celebrity who was making out with him. Meanwhile, Mike pressed his own big shaft against Craig's hairy pucker, causing Krenzel to moan loudly and beg Mike to fuck him hard. Tomczak eagerly complied with Craig's request, pushing hard and burying all 8 1/2 inches of his own throbbing cock in his buddy's hungry hole. With Mike plowing his jock ass and Bill sucking his huge cock, Craig was quickly at the brink of a massive orgasm.
He let both guys know he was about to shoot, and Bill quickly stood up facing Craig, and Mike pulled out of Craig. The three hunks faced each other and jerked their aching tools hard, their hairy legs rubbing against each other. As Mike jacked off, his left hand went to Bill's large nips, pinching and pulling on them. Likewise, Bill used his free hand to yank and squeeze Craig's large hairy jock nuts. And Craig fed his free hand to Mike's mouth, the older jock sucking the college hunk's fingers. They were all moaning and grunting, sweat pouring off their hot bodies, when Craig shouted he was cumming. The first blast sprayed all over Bill's chest, then the second splattered on his gorgeous face. That triggered Bill's orgasm, and he showed he was no slouch, with eight money shots of thick stud juice squirting both Mike and Craig, anointing their hairy chests and gorgeous faces with his load. While Bill was still cumming, Mike's cock exploded in a huge spray of jock jism. His hairy legs shook as he blasted shot after shot of creamy jizz on his handsome buddies' faces, chests, crotches, and legs.
When they had finished shooting, the three hunks collapsed in each others' arms, licking their loads from sexy faces and beard stubbles, rubbing their hairy jock legs against each other, and watching, amazed, as all three cocks remained hard and ready to continue the action.
Out on the deck, there was almost no limit to the sex that was going on between the OSU jocks and their guests. Scott McMullen was the center of one group - on his back with his hairy quarterback legs in the air, his hot butt getting plowed by Peyton Manning's horny rod, his throat getting stuffed with Kirk Herbstreit's thick tubesteak, and his own college cock being expertly sucked by Andy Roddick. Peyton and Kirk leaned forward and kissed each other deeply, then began sucking each other's tongues, slobber dripping off their chins onto Scott's sweaty chest. Scott could not remember ever being so turned on. Even his first time with Craig when they each did their high school junior college visit together had not been this hot.
He remembered how horny they each had been, how they ended up stripping off their clothes and getting it on in Joe Germaine's campus apartment while Joe was out. How Joe found them on his bed in a hot 69, sucking each other's hard teenage cock and getting off on their buddy's hairy jock legs and sweaty armpits. How he scared them by telling them he would tell the coaching staff they were queer, then how he surprised them by pulling off his clothes and joining them on the bed. How the two high school jocks sucked off the college quarterback, licked his hairy nuts, kissed and stroked his furry legs, sniffed and licked his hairy pits, and had a hot three-way tongue sucking fest. How Joe had Scott fuck Craig's virgin ass, and then how Craig fucked Scott's cherry butt. How Joe then fucked both of them, and they got to fuck him. And finally how they managed to hold their orgasms back until they came at the same time, hot young jock juice spraying each other as they talked trash, then collapsed on the bed. It was then that Scott knew for sure that he was gay and when Craig realized that he, too, was gay.
Now here he was getting it in both ends, and having his aching dick deepthroated by one of the hottest young jocks around. Scott pulled off Kirk's prick long enough to urge Peyton and Andy on. "God, Peyton, fuck me, man. Fuck my jock ass! Yeah, Andy, suck my cock all the way, stud. Eat that big cock you hot fucker." Within a couple of minutes, the foursome was shouting as they started blowing their wads on each other, not even aware of some of the hot sex going on around them.
Sexy gymnast Kip Simons was on the receiving end of a double fuck from hairy Paul Hamm and cutie Garrett Wang. Kip's loud moaning was a major turn on for the two handsome fuckers. Simons leaned forward to kiss Paul deeply as the blond jock drove his dick up into Kip's hungry hole. At the same time, Garrett pushed his cock farther and deeper into Kip's ass, enjoying the sensation of rubbing against Paul's own throbbing prick.
Beside them were hotties Tiger Woods, Matt Wilhelm, and local news anchorman Gabe Spiegel, all three covered with sweat, with Gabe on his back, his hairy legs being held by Tiger as he dicked the handsome celeb hard. But Tiger was also trash talking at Matt, who was giving Tiger's butt a workover, too. Matt had known he was gay since he was in high school, and he selected OSU because he believed it to be the best option for him to both excel in football and have sex with a lot of hot young guys. He had only met Tiger this afternoon, but the two of them had hit it off, and within a few minutes were kissing each other, then stripping, then jerking off their hard cocks while the kissed and rubbed their hairy legs together. Now he was fucking the best-known jock in the world, and Tiger was loving it, too. He begged Matt to fuck him harder, and Matt did just that, sweat pouring off his sexy face onto Tiger's backside. Gabe had become smitten with the gay OSU football players only the previous summer, first having sex with them in their locker room. He had become good friends with Craig, and he had often had hot sex with Craig and his lover, Scott. Gabe was a very handsome young news anchor, with dark hair, flashing eyes, a body toned by a weightlifting program, gorgeous jock legs covered with a thick dark fur, a tight ass, and an impressive cock of just over 8 inches. Gabe knew how to use his dick, but his favorite position was on his back, with a hard, long cock up his ass. If the guy was a sexy jock, it was all the better.
The three groups of guys were now the center of attention for everyone on the deck. Folks were cheering them on, standing around them and jacking off, getting off on each other, checking out the other hard, hot studs, the handsome faces, the hairy legs, and the hard cocks. Garrett pulled out of Kip's ass, then Kip stood up, letting Paul's hardon plop out of his butt. The three boys stood in a row, faced their cheering section, and brought themselves off by hand. Garrett came first, and Paul and Kip were close behind, all three fuckers hosing down themselves and the guys around them, who eagerly scooped up all the creamy jizz they could find and then licked their fingers clean. Garrett quickly dropped to his knees and began worshipping the incredible legs of his two sex partners. Both had extremely hairy jock legs, Paul with blond fuzz all over his gymnast calves and thighs, and Kip with long dark hair accentuating his tanned fucker legs. As Garrett licked and kissed the two studs' legs, Kip and Paul jerked themselves off again, shooting their loads on Garrett's handsome face, then pulling the sexy Voyager star up by his sweaty armpits so that the three cuties could eat the still warm cream.
As these three finished, attention was turned to Scott, Andy, Peyton, and Kirk, who rewarded everyone with true geysers of stud jizz. Scott did a Lukas Ridgeston cum scene, the first shot flying over his head, the second hitting him in the face, and the rest squirting on his buddies. Andy and Peyton shot together, their pricks aimed at each other's faces. The spray was incredible, flying on their hair, their faces, and their chests. Kirk then aimed his cock at Andy's legs, and got off big time watching his cum shoot on the stud's furry calves. Scott grabbed Andy, forced him to his knees, then pressed his still shooting dick into Andy's face, watching as the cream jizzed over the tennis star's cheeks and lips, then groaning as Andy took the big shaft into his mouth and greedily lapped up the rest of the oozing spunk.
Not to be left out, Tiger, Matt, and Gabe yelled loudly as they started blowing their loads on each other. The biggest shooter was definitely Matt, and the queer linebacker's cock hosed down his friends with five big money shots. Then Tiger and Gabe let loose, spraying each other's handsome faces, hot chests, and hairy legs.
Coming out to the deck, Craig heard the cheering, then saw the guys break up, leaving the six studs gasping for air, all of them dripping with each others' sticky loads, but nevertheless eager for still more sex. Krenzel's own cock remained as hard as ever, and his balls churned when he saw his lover, Scott, kissing Andy Roddick as Gabe Speigel went down on Scott's still throbbing cock. Craig called Scott's name, and the dark haired quarterback pulled himself away from his friends and went to his lover. The two jocks embraced, with Craig licking several guys' loads off Scott's face and chest. When he had finished, the hairy blond lay back, spread his furry quarterback legs, and begged Scott to fuck him. "Come on, baby, stick that hard cock up my hungry ass. Please, Scott, I need you to fuck me bad." Needless to say, Scott McMullen smiled at his college lover, grabbed Krenzel's hairy legs, spread them high and wide, then, without using his hands, let his aching cock find the familiar rosebud of Craig's hairy crack. In just a few seconds the two handsome studs were making love as they had done hundreds of times over the last four years. And a bunch of the other hunks stood or knelt around the two lovers, urging them on, stroking their own cocks in anticipation of shooting their hot loads on Craig and Scott.
The party was only in its early hours. Who knows what could till happen?