Jaye was out cold as soon as he hit the bed. Tim had the double bed, he always had the biggest, when we shared a room. If you challenged him he just grinned and said ' wrestle me for it then'. I often did, just to feel the thrill of him work me over.
It was someone's 21st , away from home, so the three of us shared the room. Drink was more important than comfort, especially for students.
I was too turned on to sleep. I'd spent most of the night staring at Tim's ass and legs. It was hard to imagine how those blue jeans didn't rip apart from the sheer size of his ass, bulge and muscle.
He spent a good part of the night, sat opposite me, his legs spread wide, proudly displaying his manhood. I could see it all hugging his soft cotton jeans, his meaty balls and thick proud cock. He couldn't have been wearing jocks?
Everytime he got up to get a drink, his ass brushed past my face. I couldn't take my eyes off it or his muscle popping stride.
It wasint just me. Heads turned, to follow his cock and ass.
Back in the room, I had him to myself now. He was beautifully lit up by the street light beaming in. His tough but handsome face almost seemed too small to be part of such an athletic body.
His physical development was incredible for a twenty year old. The build of a gymnast, or a really fit rugby player. Perfect on top, broad back and shoulders, solid pumped pecs, six pack, strong arms.
From his waist down he was God like. Unbelievable manhood and powerful muscle packed legs. The light accentuated his leg hair, just enough to signal his alpha nature but not to hide the deep contours of his quads, hamstrings and calf's. His pubic hair was darker and almost menacing.
His cock surged up out of it, tall thick, vascular, pulsing. It needed attention, he was sweating. His body odour was strong. The smell of of a fit jock, pungent and spikey.
I wanted to go over, lay face down between those hairy thighs and drain his cock. The thought had me desperate, tortured with desire for him.
I closed my eyes and grabbed my cock. 'you having a wank over there, playing with you're little cock, lusting after me?' 'Fuck off Tim you're the one hard and sweating like pig'.
He was awake. He was owning me already. 'Come over here and say that?' We both knew, he would have me in seconds, he would wrestle me straight into submission.
I was trapped, only the bed clothes were hiding my erect cock. I didn't want to prove him right, that I was wanking to worship him.
He didn't wait either, in seconds he was on my bed and sitting on my face. I was deep in his ass cheeks. He had me smothered under him. It was hot, sweaty and smelly. Not some foul smell but the odour of a jock whose been working out .
I'm not sure if he intended it but my head was buzzing with seratonin. His ass was heaven. I think it was the sheer intensity of his body heat and saturation of his sweaty odour.
He had me pinned there, my arms were under his shins. I'm not sure how long it was, I was tiring under the intensity of him, weakening. That's what he wanted, to sexually and physically weaken me.
When he did pull back, his ass rested on my chest. I could breathe outside him again. He stared down at me and plugged my nose with his fingers. He spat in my mouth. 'Swallow' ..I obeyed and tasted his warm salty spit. It pleased him. He repeated it, making swallow his spit at will, plugging me, staring at me.
Without warning he locked a vicious side headlock and forced me off my bed and face down onto his.
He was sitting on my ass now, I tried to push myself up. He choked me from behind. 'stay down , don't be stupid'. He started bouncing on me. It felt amazing , his ass on mine. My cock buzzed with excitement and started to spew thick cum into his bed. The more he bounced the deeper my pleasure. It felt like total joy and bliss, deep orgasmic release.
He drained me, everything I had gushed out, a flood of warm pungent cum. His cum scent overpowered the room, he was moaning with pleasure. I felt some on my shoulders, A shot landed on the bed, close enough for me to tongue.
He kept at it for ages, he was working away on me, pleasuring himself .
I felt his bulging sinewed bicep at the side of my neck, he was lifting me into a sleeper choke. It was rough. ' In you're mouth now !' . It took a moment to realize he'd used his jocks as a cum rag, now he had me gagged with them.
He wrestled me over and scissored me, I was face down on his crotch. The bed was soaked with my cum, his cum was soaked into his jocks, they were in my mouth. The taste of him filled me.
He grinned, powered the scissors and ordered me to submit.
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