Jeremiah University is a predominately black college campus in Minnesota Maryland. It's a large school, and very well received by the College Guide Association Of America. There was a large library, an auditorium, a sports center, a stadium, a student hall, an academic building where classes resumed, male and female dormitories, a clock tower, and several houses where the college fraternities and sororities pledge.
COLLEGE-BALL-8
The score boards read Visitors-89, Home-93, as the Jeremiah Jaguars entered the last few minutes of the game with the Plymouth Panthers.
The Panthers were a formidable team, but no threat against the combined might of Tyrome Smith and Clarence Johnson at their peaks. In the final seconds of the game with the Panthers in play, the Jaguars stole a turnover with a mad dash down court to the hoop. Mikiah Washington dribbled the ball fast down court, passing to teammate Jason Outlaw, who passed quickly to Clarence Johnson. Clarence ran the ball in for a lay up. When opposition ran interference, he slyly passed the ball behind his back to Tyrome Smith who quickly slammed it in the hoop for two more points. The buzzer rang signifying the end of the game as he hung swinging from the rim with a triumphant yell. Jeremiah fans roared as they won 95 to 89.
Usually after a successful high energy game such as this, Tyrome and Clarence would return to Ty's room (or in this case their out of town hotel) and swap mutual blow jobs until both men were feasting on each other's copious loads. Then after a brief break, Clarence would usually start eating Tyrome's anal pussy until it was sopping wet and begging for his thick 12 inch black mega wood. And lastly Clarence would usually slide his big dick (usually gently) into Ty's achingly hungry asshole and butt fuck him until both men came geysers of hot juices all over the bed and/or in each other.
This is what USUALLY happened between games and practice sessions as the team grew higher and higher in the standings. USUALLY, because there were times where Tyrome preferred female company instead. Having had a reputation as a `ladies man' long before Clarence showed up, Ty felt it necessary to keep up appearances for his image as he continued to see (and fuck) various women about campus. This didn't go over too well with Clarence (as one might suspect), as he wanted he and Tyrome to date each other exclusively.
"But I ain't gay!" explained Tyrome one night in their hotel room after a victory party where he flirted with females all night, ignoring his male lover.
"Then what do you call what we've been doing all this time?" asked Clarence, baffled.
"That was just experimenting...!" explained Tyrome, insensitively. "We're in college..., people experiment in college!" he reasoned.
"Experiment...?" questioned Clarence, not buying it. "Nobody who's just `experimenting' swallows 12 inches of solid dick like you do!" insisted Clarence. "You're fooling yourself if you think all this is just an experiment! You LOVE sucking my dick and getting fucked! There's no way you can just walk away from all that!"
"Who says I'm walking away?" asked Ty. "All I'm saying is I like dick, but I LOVE pussy! I'm not gay like you are! I..., I guess I'm...bisexual!"
"Bisexual...?" laughed Clarence, recalling how Tyrome came all over his own face the last time he butt fucked him with his legs up over his head. Tyrome was taking every inch of his 12 inch prize meat, and cumming like a faucet as he licked his own cum from his lips. What straight man does that?
"Look..., I'm not saying I don't like it when we fuck..., I do, you know I do! But I need pussy too! I can't go too long without feeling something hot and wet wrapped around my dick! I AM a man dammit!!"
"So if I let you fuck me, would that keep you from seeing women?" asked Clarence, wondering what would it take to make Tyrome commit?
"I'm not interested in fucking a guy!" said Tyrome, honestly. "That's what I want women for!"
"So you just wanna go through life playing on both sides of the fence? You don't wanna commit fully to nobody, --ever?" asked Clarence.
"Not right now, no!" answered Ty. "Look man, I'm only 20! I ain't looking to settle down with a man OR a women! I like things the way they are!" explained Ty.
"Fucking any and everybody?" countered Clarence.
"You're the only guy I've fucked with..., don't that count for something?" asked Ty.
"Whatever, man! It's YOUR life! Do what you want to!" said Clarence, gathering up his shit as he headed for the hotel door.
"Where you going?" asked Tyrome curiously, watching Clarence pack. "What? Oh so you MAD at me now?"
"Hey..., you want your freedom? Don't let ME stand in your way, man! Go back to the victory party, pick up some bitch! Or better yet..., pick up a guy AND a girl, have yourself a nice 3way!" suggested Clarence, walking out the door. "Hope you don't get Chlamydia!"
"Why it gotta be like that, man?" asked Tyrome, standing in the doorway as Clarence disappeared down the hall.
He knocked on the first door he thought of.
"Yo..., wussup...?" asked Derek Wilson, looking down at Clarence's suitcase. "Everything aiight? What's wrong?"
"Nothin' man..., can I bunk in here with you and Jason?" asked Clarence, looking like a lost puppy.
"Yeah man, sure! Come in!" insisted Derek, opening the door wider.
Clarence went in and sat down his suitcase as Derek closed and locked the door. "What happened with you and Ty? Yall get into a fight?" he asked, curiously.
"I don't wanna talk about that nigga!" said Clarence frustrated, not wanting to pull the cat out of the bag.
"Okay." said Derek, walking back to his bunk bed as he flopped down and picked up watching cable TV where he left off.
"It's just that fucking Ty...!" screamed Clarence, needing to release his drama on someone.
"He still blaming you for trying to steal his thunder?" questioned Derek, assuming the argument was game related.
"Naw..., fuck it!" said Clarence, having said too much already. Derek handed him a pillow as he laid out on the floor at the foot of the two beds. Jason came out of the bathroom, a fresh towel wrapped around his trim waist, showing off his pale muscular abs.
"Wazup?" he asked Derek, looking at Clarence lying on the floor.
"He and Ty had another fight." offered Derek, thinking nothing else about it.
Jason chuckled.
"As much as you two argue, you'd might as well be dating!" he laughed, as he got into his single bed. Everyone chuckled at the joke. Everyone but Clarence.
The next morning, the school bus pulled up in front of the hotel for the team to board. All players were reported to be downstairs and on the bus before 10am. Tyrome was handing his bag to the driver to store under the bus in storage, when he saw Jason, Derek, and Clarence walking out of the hotel together, laughing as if they were sharing a private joke.
"Sup Ty?" spoke Jason, handing the driver his bag before boarding the bus.
"Sup man?" asked Derek, handing off his bag as he still sensed some tension in the air. He looked back at Clarence and shrugged his shoulders before climbing aboard the bus.
Clarence ignored Ty all together as he handed the driver his suitcase.
"So you spent the night in Derek's suite last night?" asked Tyrome, sounding jealous. "What's up with you two? You fucking HIM now?" asked Ty, causing the bus driver's eyebrows to rise.
Clarence grabbed Ty by the arm and pulled him away from the bus.
"What the fuck's wrong with you? Why you acting like this?" asked Clarence, trying to keep his voice down so none of the boarding team members could hear him.
"Acting like what?" asked Ty, playing dumb.
"Acting like THIS...!" said Clarence, looking Ty up and down. "...like some stupid jealous bitch!"
"Jealous?" questioned Ty surprised, pulling down his designer shades. "Who was the one who stormed out of the room mad last night?" asked Ty. "You!" answered Ty. "You're Jealous, I'm Tyrome!"
"Whatever, man!" said Clarence, not wanting to play Ty's head trips.
On the bus heading home, the team was still in good spirits over their win with the Plymouth Panthers. They were the fourth top team last year, behind: Seymour, Jeremiah, and Claremont. Everyone was in a light mood, talking, feeling free, and cracking jokes about each other's mommas.
Tyrome keeps a weary eye on Clarence from behind, watching his every move as he interacted with teammates (Derek Wilson in particular). Coach Brown kept a weary eye on Tyrome, sensing something wrong with his two star players. He didn't want a repeat of Ty's miserable game at the beginning of the season when he couldn't make a simple bucket.
Back in Jeremiah-U, the bus unloads in front of the stadium as team members head for their cars to unload their luggage. "Hey, Ty...!" called Coach Brown, calling his Point Guard over. "I can't help but notice a rift between you and Johnson again..., do I have to worry about pulling you out next game?"
"Naw, Coach!" insisted Ty. "I'm kewl! Don't worry bout me!"
"Yeah..., okay. But I'm keeping my eye on you!" warned Brown. "Okay men, FIVE minutes to store you bags, then give me 10 laps around the field before sinking 20 balls from the 3point line!" ordered Brown.
"C'mon Coach..., can't we get a break? I mean, we just whopped Plymouth's asses!" teased Ty.
"10 laps, 20 balls! Move it people!" yelled Coach Brown, heading towards his office.
The team stripped down out of their sweatsuits to their practice shorts and started jogging around the field. Coach Brown watched from a distance through binoculars, focusing more on the player's crotches than their laps.
Staring at the meaty bulges bouncing up and down in the shorts allowed Coach Brown to imagine what each player lay packing between their legs. Makiah Washington looked to be carrying a heavy piece, as did Clarence Johnson, and Armand Robinson had a big bubble ass, as did Tyrome, and Derek Wilson.
After practice the team hit the showers before heading home. Teammates Kevin Greene and Robyn Fuller tried lingering around until nearly everyone went home before ducking into the storeroom. "What you two niggas doing in here?" asked teammate Leonard Taylor (19, 6-3, dark brown, muscular athletic build).
"uh..., nothing man, we just chillen!" said Kevin, jittery.
"ah..., you two up to something...!" teased Leonard, looking around to make sure the coast was clear. "Yall bout to light some weed?" he asked, curiously.
"Naw man, we just chillen is all!" insisted Robyn, agitated.
"Bullshit man! Who chills inna fucking storeroom?" asked Leonard, skeptically.
"Should we tell him?" asked Kevin, blowing the lead off.
"Tell me what?" asked Leonard, refusing to go away.
Robyn signed, not wanting everyone in on their find.
"Kev' and I found this gloryhole in the wall over here..." informed Robyn, against his better judgment.
"Gloryhole? What the fuck is that?" asked Leonard. "Is that...? That's one of those hole in the walls they be having at those peepshows downtown!" he realized. "Men stick their dicks in and let other men suck them off!" he informed.
He looked up at Robyn and Kevin questionably. "You two suck dick through holes?" he asked, wearily.
"Fuck no!!" yelled Robyn. "WE found this hole a couple days ago..., someone was in on the other side..."
"They sucked our dicks!" admitted Kevin.
"Guy or girl?" asked Leonard, suspiciously.
"GIRL of course!" answered Robyn.
"How you know? Did you see her?" asked Leonard.
"No...but..., who else could it be?" asked Robyn, confused.
"Some fag dick sucker, that's who!" said Leonard, walking up to the hole. "Is somebody in there now?" he asked, peeking in through the hole into the darkness on the other side.
"We dunno..., we ain't check yet. You see anybody?" asked Robyn.
"No..." answered Leon.
"Stick your dick in..., that's how we found out last week!" advised Kevin.
"You nigga's crazy! Stick my dick in and let some bitch chop it off?" asked Leonard.
"Nobody wants your tiny sausage, Leon!" laughed Robyn.
"Whatever nigga! Bet it's bigger than yours!"
"Whip it out!"
Both men lowered their shorts and exposed their dicks, stroking them until they got rock hard. Robyn's reached about a good 8 inches, while Leon's looked to be about a half inch longer.
"What about yours Kev?" asked Leon, turning to find Kevin standing facing the wall, his hard sick pushed all the way in on the other side. "What the fuck is he doing?" he asked, seeing the odd face expressions on Kevin's face.
"Getting his dick sucked by the looks of it!" announced Robyn, envious.
Kevin said nothing as he stood there getting his 7 and 1/2 inch dick sucked expertly by the unknown dick pleaser on the other side. He stood silently as the hot mouth danced up and down his hard dick, taking it all the way into the back of his throat before sliding back up to the swollen tip.
"Someone's in there?" asked Leon, watching Kevin's reactions. "They sucking your dick?" he asked, curiously.
"Oh fuck, yeah man...sucking it reeeeaallll good..." he groaned.
"Eww man..., it's probably a dude on the other side!" assumed Leon, frowning his face.
"Suit yourself, nicca, I want my dick sucked!" insisted Robyn, waiting to take Kevin's place as soon as he was done.
"Fuck that shit, I'm NEXT!" argued Leon, unable to pass up a free blow job. He watched Kevin "ooh" and "ahh" as he pressed his entire body tightly against the wall. He could hear the slurping sounds coming from the hole as the suctioning wet mouth slobbered all over the 19 yr old's stiff manhood.
"Fuck...!" cursed Kevin, feeling his dick starting to throb.
Coach Brown could taste the sweet juices of his student's nectar excreting from the head, he tightened his thick full lips about the base of the shaft and slithered his slick tongue up and down the underbelly until he felt the dick starting to pulse out rope after rope of hot cum into his mouth. "Awww fuck yeah...!!" groaned Kevin, losing his entire load to the stranger's mouth.
"Shit man..., MY turn!!" yelled Leon, his dick rock hard and already oozing pre-cum with anticipation.
No sooner had Kevin removed his dick, did Leon shove his through the hole and directly into the awaiting mouth. "Damn man..., oh shit this mouth feels good as shit!" he exclaimed, feeling the oral orifice swallow his entire rod completely.
"Told you!" laughed Robyn, watching as Leon started to fuck the hole with his hips.
"Damn man..., this shit feels like a fucking pussy on my dick! I never had head like this!" admitted Leon, lost in love as he fucked in and out of the mouth.
Coach Brown had barely tasted Kevin Greene's hot cum when he was sucking his second dick. Leon Taylor was a third year student under his charge, an over all good player with problems completing plays. Coach always wondered what Leon had hidden between his legs, his long slim muscular body showing promise of a long meaty rod. Coach Brown swallowed up his entire 8 and 1/2 inch piece and massaged the shaft with his throat muscles. "Oh fuck...!!" yelled Leon, losing his load almost immediately as thick streaks of cum quickly filled Brown's mouth full before swallowing it all down into his stomach.
"Who the fuck IS that??" he asked, yanking his softening dick from the hole and peering back through. Coach Brown ducked back out of sight as the eyeball returned to spy on him.
"Who gives a fuck who it is...? asked Robyn, pushing Leon out of the way. "...so long as they keep sucking dick like this, who gives a fuck?"
"I do!" said Leon, getting up off the floor. "If it's a girl and her pussy's as juice as her mouth is, I might wanna fuck it!"
"If she wants a gang bang, she'll stick her pussy up to the hole!" said Robyn, feeling the hot mouth envelope his manhood whole. "Aww mannn this mouth his like fuckin' heaven!"
Coach Brown could still feel the last clot of Leon Taylor's cum slowly oozing down his throat when he was presented another student's dick. He attacked Robyn's 8 inch pole like a hungry beast as he sucked, slurped, swallowed, and licked his way all up and down the shaft.
Coach Brown whipped out his own 10 inch hardon as he serviced his students. He stroked his own iron clad mast in his fist as he bobbed his head back and forth. He could hear the students talking, naming names of males and female classmates they thought might be sucking them off on the other side.
"Yo..., what yall up to in here?" asked a new voice as Coach Brown's ears perked up.
"Oh shit, Clarence..., you scared the shit out of us! We thought you were Coach Brown!" said Kevin, as Brown sucked harder on Robyn's pulsating manhood.
"What yall doing?" asked Clarence, getting closer as he viewed Robyn Fuller standing very close to the back wall.
"Check this out...!" said Leon, showing Clarence the hole Robyn was using. "...somebody's on the other side of this wall giving blow job! Can you fucking believe it?"
"Really??" asked Clarence, peeking over Robyn's shoulder. "Guy or girl?"
"We don't know!" said Kevin, lingering in the back ground.
"Where's Coach?" asked Clarence, questionably.
"In his office! We're keeping a look out for him!" said Leon. "You want some of this?"
"Hell yeah!" said Clarence, thinking of Tyrome's claims of freedom. If Ty felt the right to fuck around, why shouldn't he?
Just then Robyn started to cum heavy gushed of salty cum into the Coach's mouth. "AAAHhh...ahhhhhh..." he sighed, losing his seed mass down into the hot throat before pulling out.
Clarence pulled his semi-hard dick out from his shorts as all eyes feel upon his foot-long. "Dayum man...! How big is that shit??" asked Robyn, stepping aside.
"12 inches!" gloated Clarence, waving it up and down as it grew harder on display.
"Shit man, you could be a porn star!" announced Kevin, his eyes popping from their sockets.
"That's my back-up plan if basketball don't work out!" laughed Clarence, maneuvering in front of the hole.
Coach Brown had his eye up against the hole, viewing Clarence's legendary dick as he licked his lips and stroked his dick in hot anticipation. He watched Clarence show it off to the fellas before stepping up to the hole and shoving his beef inside.
"Hot damn!" groaned Coach as the entire dick came barreling through. He sat back admiring it for a minute as it stood tall and strong, demanding service and attention, resembling a huge crank handle.
"You sure someone's in there?" asked Clarence, ready to pull back out.
"Yeah! We ALL just got blow jobs!" insisted Leon.
"Maybe that big dick scared her off!" laughed Robyn.
"Wouldn't be the first time!" complained Clarence.
"Yo! What's up in there?" asked Leon, banging on the wall with his fist. "My boi wants a blow job!"
Fearing Clarence might remove his dick, Coach Brown leaned forward and started licking his tongue up the hard shaft. "Oh, okay..., now I feel them now!" announced Clarence, as the tongue painted saliva on his dick.
Coach Brown licked up the side and belly on the foot-long, tickling the cum tube as he worked his way up to the head. The dick throbbed several times as his lips encircled the fat crown, tasting the sweet pre-juice as he swabbed the head with his tongue. Coach Brown couldn't believe how stacked 18 year old Clarence Johnson was at such a young age. He enclosed his mouth around the top and began sucking. Clarence moaned softly as Coach Brown took his time inching his thick lips down the hard shaft, enjoying every inch as it filled his mouth more and more to capacity.
"Mouth feels good, don't it CJ?" asked one of the guys in the background. Coach could hear them talking but wasn't paying much attention to what they were saying. He bobbed his head on about 9 inches of Clarence's dick, taking it into his throat a few times just to feel it stretch his neck.
Clarence pressed his groin against the wall, hoping to feel more of the mouth envelope him. His facial cheek was pressed flat against the surface as his entire dick was forced through to the other side. Whoever was sucking his dick was very good at it. Having already swallowed 3 hot loads of cum, the mouth was sliding easily up and down at least 10 inches of his dick effortlessly. Clarence felt the throat muscles caressing his thick shaft every time he passed through into the throat. The lips locked down around the base of his dick as his dick head plunged into the velvety wet darkness of the moist convulsing throat, taking all 12 inches with ease. Immediately Clarence began to wonder if this dick sucker was really Tyrome Smith? Ty had been the only man to successfully swallow his dick in its entirety, leaving Clarence to wonder.
Coach Brown felt the entire 18 yr old's dick lodge in his throat as he pressed his nose into the wall. Holding his breath, he allowed the thick manhood to pulse and throb in his throat for several long seconds before pulling back to breath in some much needed air. He sucked furiously at the flaring dick tip, tasting more pre-cum which quickly gathered there before going all the way back down.
"Damn..." Moaned Clarence, feeling his dick slip in and out of the tight wet crevice of the hot slick throat.
Coach Brown quickly got addicted to swallowing Clarence's thick piece, loving the way it wedged itself deep inside him. He pounded his face down on the full length of the dick, taking it balls deep with every plunge. Clarence stood with his face against the wall, choking out tiny whimpers of pure pleasure as the mouth sucked him fully like a tight asshole.
Coach Brown whored his mouth on the dick, plunging his face into the wall as he took the entire length again and again and again until he suddenly felt it swell then start pulsing out thick wads of hot cum directly down his throat and into his stomach.
"AHHHHHHH, fuck yeaaaahhhhh...!!" moaned Clarence as he came.
Coach Brown could feel each pulse as the dick erupted again and again deep down into the recedes of his aching throat. At that same precise moment, Coach Brown's big 10 inch dick suddenly exploded gobs of cum all over the wall before him, causing him to pant loudly about the deeply embedded phallus.
"Oooh shit..." groaned Clarence, pulling his meat from the hole as it flopped down between his legs like a dead snake.
"We'd better get out of here before Coach comes in and sees wussup!" announced one of the players, making everybody jittery as they all tucked their dicks and headed for the exit.
Clarence stopped at the door, looking back in wonder as he tried to remember when he last saw Tyrome. He hoped that wasn't his boy sitting on the other side of that hole sucking off anybody that wandered by, but he had a sinking suspicion as he slowly walked out into the court.
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