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When I woke up Rocky had gone, but the smell of cum still lingered in the air. Checking the time, I saw it was close to midday already.
"Fucking jocks really takes it out of me!" I laughed.
The events of last night didn't seem real, yet when I rolled out of bed to see the phone numbers of the three footballers I had deflowered laying on my desk, I knew that my dreams were reality.
A grin formed on my face and it hadn't disappeared by the time I got to the local grill. With a fried breakfast inside me, I felt rejuvenated and ready to play some more with my jocks.
Unfortunately, it was a Saturday and that meant football. Usually, I would have avoided the stadium, but this time I bought a ticket and, for the first time ever, I actually sat through an entire game. I mean, when you have fucked four players on the team, I thought it was only polite that I went to support them.
Seeing the asses of the guys I had fucked, clad in their skin-tight white pants, bending, stretching and flexing, meant I had to cover my crotch with a jumper throughout the game.
Halfway through the third quarter, Demarcus scored a touchdown and without a second thought, Callum sprinted up to him and slapped his ass. Immediately, the two men looked at each other in horror, then blushed. It only lasted seconds as the other teammates quickly ran over to celebrate with them.
Apart from that, the game was rather boring and, with our team winning, I knew that there was no chance of a late-night study session with any of the guys.
Firing off a text to Callum, I told him to meet me at the study area in the library at ten the next day. I watched as the team sprinted into the dressing room and minutes later, I got a reply from Callum, simply saying `k'.
Leaving the stadium, I spent the rest of the day with my friends before crashing into bed early, excited about what was going to happen tomorrow.
The next day, I was sitting in the library waiting for Callum to show up. I had been sitting there for over an hour when I decided enough was enough. I went to leave when all of a sudden, he came rushing in.
"Sorry, I'm late... I fucking overslept!" he cursed.
He was wearing a baggy jumper that made his torso look bigger than it was, but it was his tight jeans, showcasing his toned legs and bubble butt that had all my attention.
"Well, because you overslept, we've lost our room!" I retorted after I dragged my eyes from him.
We hadn't. In fact, I hadn't even booked a room. I was feeling extra kinky last night, and I decided that I wanted to try something a bit different for my new cum dump.
"Shit man, I didn't realize. Um, can we do it somewhere else?"
"I suppose we could do it here?" I said slowly as if I was pretending to think, "no one is looking so you can get under the desk and suck me off before we do our test."
"What?!" he blurted out before lowering his voice when other students hissed at him to shut up, "look, why don't I do the test you made for Rocky? I mean, that Friday I was just having a stupid day, you know? I can pass it now, I'm sure of it!"
"Didn't you revise before test number two?" I asked.
"Well yeah..."
"So what makes you think you can pass it now?" I stated, cutting him off
"Um..." he began, stumped by my simple logic, "but I have you now!"
He looked so pleased with that answer that I couldn't help but grin. He had fallen for my trap and all I needed to do was reel him in.
"Ahh, that's true but you realize the only way I helped Rocky was by donating my cum to him... But it's up to you," I shrugged my shoulders wanting to show that it didn't matter to me, "I just want you to pass... but, if you want to fail then I'm afraid I can't help you."
"No, no, no! I want to pass, it's just... um, it's kinda public here... you know?" replied Callum.
"And if you weren't late, then we could have been in a private room!" I countered.
"Look, don't worry. Everyone here is here to study. You just need an injection of cum and then we can get started on your tests!" I said reasonably, despite knowing I was asking a lot.
The biggest slut in the world would have had reservations about doing what I wanted, let alone an alpha footballer. Who, only two nights ago, had been sure that he was straight and then I bowled into his life, and in a single night, I had not only used his mouth, but I had also taken his cherry.
Though that night there had been a lot of drinking and peer pressure involved. Now it was just him and me, and I was telling him to get on his knees and suck me off in a library filled with other students. I paused and waited for his decision.
The black man looked around. We were on the fourth floor of the library in the middle of a study room. There were twenty desks split into two lines of ten facing each other and because I had no one sitting opposite me, there was plenty of room for Callum to get underneath and do what I wanted.
"As I said, it doesn't matter to me if you fail. I'm here to help and the only way to do that is for you to get under the table," I said softly, "no one will know. They're all here to study."
After another worried look, the running back dropped his pen. Quickly he went to his knees. Ignoring it, he hurried to get under the desk.
Biting my lip in anticipation, I glanced around to make sure that no one had noticed the handsome black man disappearing.
Though it would have been awesome to be expelled from college for getting a blowjob from a footballer, I didn't fancy having to explain to my parents!
With no one looking my way, I relaxed and pretended to study. Moments later, fingers were gripping my jeans and pulling apart the buttons.
"Damn..." Callum muttered after his hand had dived inside my boxers and gripped my cock.
Tugging it free from the confines of my jeans, there was a slight pause as I felt his body push against my knees.
Spreading my legs wider, I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip as I felt his mouth wrap around my tip.
"Yesss!" I hissed.
It felt so good to be back in a warm mouth after a day's break. Unfortunately for Callum, all that sucking and fucking with Rocky meant I had gained a lot of stamina and he was going to have to work for my spunk.
Feeling like an office boss who had an obliging secretary, I went back to studying while my dumb jock went to work.
Moving from my dick to my balls and back again, he was controlling the pace and quickly got into a rhythm.
Luxuriating in the sensations, I didn't realize that over five minutes had passed when I was pulled from my trance-like state by my friend Colin, showing up.
"Hey, dude! We missed you at the battle on Friday night. The High Elves fucked us up! Where were you?"
"I was..." I began, and then I had to sigh.
Though my friend looked at me quizzically, I didn't notice, because as soon as Colin spoke, Callum had frozen.
My cock was deep in his mouth. I could feel his tongue throbbing against my undershaft. His warm saliva trickled down, soaking my balls until eventually he had to breathe. The sharp intake of breath felt like an intense sucking motion, and despite my best efforts, a small satisfied sigh left my lips.
"Sorry Cal... um, Colin." I corrected myself.
Tensing my ass, I thrust slightly upwards, causing my tip to push back into Callum's mouth. Taking the hint, the submissive footballer went back to blowing me.
"Ahhh... where was I? Oh yes, I was doing some fucking of my own!" I grinned.
Immediately after I finished speaking, I heard Callum gag under the desk and hastily, I covered it by coughing.
"You okay?" asked Colin, making me nod in reply.
"You look like you're choking on something!"
"I'm fine," I stuttered, "something in my throat."
"Okay," he said with a frown before deciding to ignore it, "you're free this Friday, right?"
"Maybe, why?"
"We're going to have a drone fly over the football field saying goodbye to all those meathead jocks who'll have to leave!" He laughed, and I groaned as I felt Callum suck harder in frustration.
"They have to leave?" I managed to stutter when my friend's words finally broke through my fuzzy mind.
"Yeah, it's a new thing in the paper this morning. The guy in charge of the tests has introduced a zero-tolerance to players who fail. Three strikes and you're out and they will have to pay back their scholarships too! Serves those jocks right, acting like they own the place! It will be nice to put them in their place. Looking up to us!" Colin sneered.
"You never know, some of them are really putting in the effort to get the grades! I mean, look at Rocky Edwards. He worked hard, and he passed." I said, sounding far more coherent than I currently felt.
"True, though that was probably because you spent so much time with him that he must have sucked the cleverness from you!" laughed Colin.
"You have no idea," I replied with a shake of my head.
"Anyway, see you later. I've actually got to go fax something!" Colin rolled his eyes, "like, who the fuck faxes anything nowadays?!"
I watched my friend leave before pushing back my chair to see Callum's dark brown eyes staring back at me.
"Now you see why we need a room?!" I said with a straight face.
He couldn't speak, not with my dick in his mouth. Instead, he just nodded.
"Right, follow me."
Shoving my prick back inside my pants, I did them up, left the desk, and without checking to see if he was following me, I made my way to the rows of shelves at the back of the library.
All the rows were over ten feet high, with eight shelves on each of them holding hundreds of magazines. The thick layer of dust showed that it wasn't an area many people used. It was a spot I had already scouted before, and perfect for what I had planned next.
Coming to the end of a row of ancient magazines, I had a couple of anxious seconds of waiting until finally, the tall black man came into view.
"On your knees," I demanded when he got closer to me.
Undoing my jeans, I let them drop to the floor, and Callum's eyes followed.
Kicking my pants away, my prick swayed with the motions. It was cute to see how his eyes were glued to the spectacle. His plump lips were still glistening and a thick gob of drool was hanging from his chin.
"Quickly, before we get caught!" I said after I had given him enough of a show.
Callum looked behind him. Satisfied that he wouldn't be seen, the running back got to his knees and silently took my cock back in his mouth.
"That's better," I moaned.
Looking down, I watched as my thick shaft disappeared into his mouth. Seeing the way his plump, dark lips wrapped around my cock was perfect.
Taking hold of his French braid, I pushed forward until I was pressing at his throat. Moving in and out, I got into a rhythm. The quiet sounds of him gagging filled my ears, and I groaned in response.
Spit was now dripping from his mouth to the floor, staining the tired, old carpet beneath us. Deciding to test his deep-throating skills, I drove inside and let the tip of my cock feel for the entrance to his throat.
Callum's dark brown eyes stared at me pleadingly, but with his head in my hands, I had all the power. Feeling him breathe through his nose, his throat suddenly relaxed, and I seized the opportunity.
Thrusting forward, my head forced its way into the tight tunnel.
"Fuckkkkk!" I croaked.
His lips were pressed up against my groin, and I could feel the contractions of his tunnel massaging my shaft.
Letting him back up, I ignored the death glare he gave me and allowed him to go back to blowing me at his own pace.
While luxuriating in his sloppy blowjob, I looked over his shoulder and admired his bubble butt. The skinny jeans he wore stuck to his ass like a second skin, and I could see the distinct curves of each cheek. It was too tempting.
"Stand up and turn around," I demanded.
"I'm not sure..." He began before I cut him off.
"You heard what that guy said. If you fail, you get booted out of college and then what? You'll have all that debt and no qualifications! You fancy working for McDonald's?!"
In the face of my reality, he meekly did what I said and stood facing away from me.
"Man, that looks good!" I muttered, loud enough for Callum to hear, but quiet enough for him to pretend he didn't.
"Undo your jeans and bend forward," I said, then watched as he did what I asked.
"Very good. Now pull down your jeans. I think you need an injection in your ass today." I grinned.
There was a slight pause, and I wondered if he would do what I wanted.
Eventually, his hands went to the waistband. Gripping his jeans and pants, he pulled them down together over his peachy cheeks.
While he was struggling with the skinny material over his calf muscles, I couldn't help myself and reached out to grip his ass. Callum jumped under my touch and to stop him from falling over, I pulled him back into my embrace.
"Ohh... damn!" he gasped as my cock drove between his soft cheeks and pressed against his asshole.
I could feel the heat coming from him, and my prick twitched in anticipation.
"I like how eager you are," I joked, "but there's no way I can get inside that tight ass without lube. Bend over and spread those cheeks!"
Moving away from me, Callum bent over again. Gripping his ass, he pulled the pert cheeks apart, exposing his dark hole to me.
"Goddamn..." I whispered.
Pulling lube from my pocket, I squirted a load onto his ass before using my finger to smear it around his tight entrance.
"Fuck!" He groaned when my finger entered him.
Naturally, he felt tight and I couldn't wait to get inside him. It had been over a day since I had taken his virginity and his hole felt tighter than it had then.
Coating his tunnel with lube, I squirted some more and added a second finger, though even two of my fingers were smaller than one of Hunter's.
Pulling back, I watched as his gaping hole slowly closed.
Dragging my cock along his ass crack, I smeared lube around my shaft before stopping when I brushed against his entrance. Wiggling the head around the crinkled ring, I felt it open up, inviting me to invade.
"Yesss..." I hissed as I pushed harder, driving my cock past the tight ring.
I had used so much lube that with one thrust, I managed to force myself deep into his ass.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" he gasped, his hand gripping the shelf tighter.
Taking his hips, I pulled him back to me, managing to engulf my entire length in his clutching tunnel. With his pert, soft cheeks now sitting perfectly against my groin, I sighed with satisfaction.
"Christ, that feels good!" I groaned as Callum moved around, trying to get comfortable with my thickness splitting his ass apart.
Finally, I felt his body relax, allowing me to pull out. Moving my hips away, I looked down to see the black ring of his ass clenching at my shaft.
It looked and felt like he was desperate to keep my cock inside him, and not wanting to disappoint, I pushed back in, making him groan.
"Fuck..." he grunted.
I could feel the muscles in his body tense as I began to pull out, but I didn't stop until just my tip was left inside his ass.
"Relax Callum. You need my cum, and I'm going to fill you up with it!" I said, freeing my cock.
His asshole gaped up at me. It was a beautiful sight, and I took a moment to admire it before I emptied the bottle of lube inside his hole, causing him to shudder and gasp.
Gripping my shaft, I line the head up and slammed back in, making him loudly grunt.
After he had sucked me off in the middle of the library and also in front of my friend, one of the kinkiest things that had ever happened to me, I knew I wasn't going to last long which meant he was going to have to get used to me fucking him hard and fast.
Squeezing his round cheeks, I began to thrust inside him. It felt so good to have a tight, slick tunnel wrapped around my cock and when that person was a running-back for the college and the place was the college's library with other students only feet away, that feeling was magnified.
"Fuck, you feel so good!" I groaned in his ear.
Callum could only grunt back. I was really fucking him hard. His soft bubble butt bounced off my groin but, using his hips as handles, allowed me to slam back into his fuck chute.
With sweat dripping from my forehead to his jumper, I buried myself inside him and tried to calm down.
Each deep breath I took made my cock twitch, and with each twitch, I felt him tense. I noticed that he was playing with his cock.
"Tell me what you want!" I demanded.
"What... what?" he replied, confused.
"Tell me what you want from me!"
"I want your cum... I mean, I need to get cum, I mean... fuck, clever..." He gasped as I flexed my prick again.
Grabbing his French braid, I pulled him back to me so that my lips were next to his ear. I didn't move my hips. I wanted him to beg me. He was so close to breaking and being turned into another slutty jock for me to use.
"Tell me what you want me to do to your pussy!" I whispered before lightly nibbling his ear.
At the word pussy, his ass clenched, gripping my cock harder than ever, before he began to stroke his own faster.
"Fuck... fuck my ass!" He muttered as I slowly began to move in and out of him.
"You can do better than that! Do you want to cum while getting your pussy fucked?! I promise you, you won't feel anything as good ever again!"
"Oh god! Please fuck my as... pussy. I want you to use my pussy, make me cum, and then fill up my slutty pussy... I need to cum!"
Now I was really fucking him hard, making his voice louder and his hand faster, beating his cock harder as he begged me to let him cum.
That was it for me. I couldn't hold back anymore.
His soft skin felt incredible against mine, his tight ass had an orgasmic grip on my cock and the contrast of my pale cock being engulfed by his black bubble butt was enough to make me cum. Hearing him plead with me was the icing on the cake.
"Cumming..." I gasped before silently roaring behind him.
Pushing as far as I could inside, I erupted.
Filling him up must have sparked something in the toned running back, as he tensed beneath me before shuddering against my hips.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." he stuttered.
Swearing over and over, his body continued to twitch, gripped by his own orgasm. His hand was clenched around his cock as he sprayed the library floor with thick ropes of spunk.
Letting him go, he stumbled forward and fell to his hands and knees. I had to grip the shelves, so that I didn't follow him. I hadn't cum for a day and my explosion had taken a lot out of me.
Blinking to get the stars from my eyes, I refocused and searched the floor for my trousers. Pulling out a tiny butt plug from the pocket, I crouched and placed the metal tip against Callum's frothing hole, then pushed it inside.
"What's that?" He whimpered, "fuck, it's cold!"
"It's to keep my cum in for longer. You can take it out after we have finished today."
He looked back at me doubtfully, but he didn't take it out.
Finding his feet, he tugged up his jeans before trying to stamp in the cum he had shot out into the carpet.
"Don't worry! No one is going to find it. You never know, you could bring your kids here one day... 'Son, this is where I was fucked up the ass so that I could pass a test!'" I laughed loudly, causing someone close by to hush us.
Grinning, I fastened my trousers, and we went back to our desks.
The next forty minutes were spent going over the questions that I knew were going to be asked in the next paper.
Being more intelligent than Rocky, Callum got most of them right. Though for me, it was more entertaining to see him squirm in his seat, moaning each time he moved as the small metal plug played with his ass.
We only had ten minutes left when I decided to surprise him. Finding the remote control, I flicked the butt plug on and set it to the gentle vibration setting.
Immediately, Callum clenched the table and bit his lip to stop a loud groan from escaping. I had been worried that the connection wouldn't work through the table and his jeans. I was happy to be proved wrong.
"You okay, Callum?" I asked innocently.
"The plug... fuck!" he groaned back.
Turning it up to another level, I watched him drop his head to the table. His shoulders tensed and he continued to moan. His actions caught the attention of a couple of students, who gave us an accusing stare.
"Sorry guys, he's just got some tummy issues..." I said, before leaning down to whisper to Callum, "more like a pussy full of my cum!"
Callum groaned, and he dropped his hands under the table and inside his pants. Soon, there was the telltale action of someone beating off.
At that moment, he didn't care who was watching. His asshole had been fucked hard and now the cold butt plug inside was vibrating against his sensitive walls.
"You going to cum for me, slut? Or do you want me to turn it off?!"
His head shot up and he glared at me. The intensity in his eyes made my tired balls tingle.
"Fuck no... I need to cum... Fuck, it feels good!" he muttered through gritted teeth.
Dropping his head back to the table, I turned up the vibrations, and he began to bang on the surface repeatedly. His ass clenched, and then his whole body twitched as he came, soiling his pants.
Several students looked over to see the fit black footballer, shuddering, moaning, and gasping for air. I looked at them apologetically and mouthed, "stomach cramps."
Turning off the plug, Callum finally managed to relax and catch his breath. Lifting his head, beads of sweat dripped from it. Using the sleeve of his jacket to wipe his forehead, he gave me a death stare.
"Well, I think that's about enough for today. We can pick it back up another time. Here's some questions for you to get your pretty head around," I said, sliding a paper over to him.
We left the library shortly after with Callum, holding a folder over his wet pants, waddling as fast as he could to the bathroom, while I headed to my accounting lecture.
Getting there half an hour early, I managed to get some coursework done before it started. Two hours later and I was on my way home. After learning more about the tax system, I felt like I had more information but far less understanding of it all.
With my brain a mess of numbers and rules, and my body recovering from the intense orgasm. I fell into bed and felt my eyes shut.
I ended up sleeping a lot longer than I meant to. Waking up over five hours later, I had several angry text messages on my phone from Hunter and Demarcus. Apologizing to them, I arranged for us to meet up for an hour before they went out for the night.
Being rather late in the afternoon, there was a room available to book in the library. Messaging the two men the location and time, I got the papers ready for them to practice.
Arriving at the library, I expected at least one of them to be there already, but instead, I was alone. Sighing, I got out the mock tests and waited. It took twenty minutes before Hunter eventually showed up.
"Where were you?!" I exclaimed.
"Could say the same to you," he retorted.
"Yeah, sorry about that. The session with Callum took a lot more out of me than I expected..." I said, trying to keep a straight face though I could see Hunter grin.
"Yeah, we saw him walking funny during practice! He had to tell Coach that he had bruised his ass!"
"Fuck, sorry I'm late guys," Demarcus said as he barged into the room.
Throwing his bag on the table, he continued speaking while finding a chair, "I can't stay long. I've got a date tonight and I need to get changed."
"Look, we've only got half an hour left in this room. You've got fifteen minutes to answer these simple questions. Then I'll mark them, and then we'll go from there."
Handing each of them a pencil, I let them look over the test. Though there were only twenty questions, they were a lot harder than the ones they would be answering on Friday.
It was a deliberate ploy from me. I wanted them to fail. I wanted them to think they needed my spunk to get smarter.
Leaving them to their tests, I found myself getting turned on as I stared around the room. The seat that Demarcus was sitting on was where Rocky had first swallowed my cum. There were so many memories here that I knew I had to get some sort of relief.
Noticing that there were seventeen minutes to go before they left, I knew I had to act quickly if I was going to get what I needed.
"One minute remaining and then I'll mark them," I announced.
Rushing through the papers, Demarcus managed to finish while Hunter still had a couple of questions unanswered.
"Time's up, hand them over."
Two sheets were crossed over to me and, pulling out my answer book, I quickly marked them. Luckily I had gone for multiple-choice, which meant the marking took all of two minutes.
"Okay, I've got some good news and some bad news. What do you want first?"
"Bad?" Demarcus replied after looking at Hunter.
"Bad news is that you've both failed."
"What the fuck?! I thought I did well," cursed Demarcus as he looked over the paper I gave back to him filled with red ink.
"What's the good news then?" Hunter asked.
"Good news is that we have enough time for me to give you some clever juice before you go!"
Hunter's face visibly lit up before he controlled it. Demarcus, however, didn't look impressed.
"Dude, I've got a date tonight with a girl. I can't go there with an ass full of cum!"
"Don't you worry, Demarcus. This one will only be orally and I've even got a mint for afterwards!" I smiled.
"Though we'll have to get a move on. That is if you want to leave on time!"
Learning from my encounter with Callum and the way Rocky had bossed them around, I took control. Pulling down my pants, I kicked them off and walked to where the two footballers were sitting. Knowing that Hunter was by far the more eager, I aimed my cock at his face first.
His bright green eyes looked up at mine and I could see a desire there. Smirking, I said, "as we haven't got all day, you're going to have to do everything that I say."
Gripping his light brown hair, I pulled his head back and pressed my throbbing tip against his lips. After a token resistance, he opened up, and I groaned as I was bathed in wet warmth.
"That's right, suck my cock!"
Pushing further inside, Hunter's tongue swirled around my shaft. He instinctively pulled me in when I tried to pull back and relaxed when I pushed in. He was eager to be a good slut.
Enjoying how submissive the footballer was, I continued to use his mouth. Sliding in and out while he looked at me with lust. I could have happily spent the evening between those perfect pink lips, but I had another jock that needed teaching.
With my cock now slick with salvia, I pulled out and presented it to Demarcus. The head was an inch from his lips but he didn't open up.
"Come on Demarcus, you can't expect Hunter to do all the work... unless you want me to cum over your face?"
Gripping my shaft, I gave it a couple of tugs to show that I was serious. I was rewarded with a look of fear on the Latino's face. Quickly, he opened up and began to tentatively lick my tip.
"Better! Now cover your teeth, I'm coming in!" I said as I pushed my hips forward and pushed inside.
Rather than let me in deep, Demarcus created a tight seal around my head and sucked hard. His tongue didn't stop licking my sensitive skin and then he flicked the slit, causing me to gasp.
It was something that I hadn't experienced before, and I found my balls tingling.
Knowing that it could be a weak spot, Demarcus continued to tease my slit until a glob of precum spurted out. Lapping it up, the running back let out an involuntary whimper and at that moment, I knew that I had him.
Taking hold of his head, I pushed further in until I heard him splutter. Holding still, he continued to suck, but his tongue pressed against my undershaft, trying to keep me from edging towards his throat.
Seeing Hunter gazing at the two of us, I used my elbow to get his attention and mouthed at him, `take off his pants!'
It took two more times of me repeating the words before he finally got what I meant.
Pulling the chair from Demarcus, it forced the running back to lift up until he was bent at the waist. That glorious ass was thrust high and proud, and then Hunter yanked down his tracksuit bottoms.
"So fucking big!" I whistled.
The phat assed running back was going commando and his large cheeks wobbled in the cool air making him whimper.
Demarcus tried to reach for his bottoms but before he could, his teammate bent down and shoved his mouth into his running back's crack.
Immediately, the muffled protests of Demarcus turned into a reluctant groan as his sensitive asshole was eaten out by his teammate, "mmmm... Hunter!"
"Fuck, that's hot!" I groaned as I watched the large man enthusiastically rimming the caramel-skinned jock.
With all the pleasure coursing through his body, Demarcus was no longer trying to keep my cock from going deeper.
Taking advantage, I pushed harder. He struggled around my thickness, but with Hunter eating him out, he couldn't stop moaning and soon I felt his throat open up. A forceful shove, and I managed to drive the rest of my shaft past his lips.
"Yes!" I cried.
The tight ring of Demarcus's throat gripped my cock and though I wanted it to last longer, I pulled back, letting him breathe.
"Ahhh... What the fuckkkk... oh my god!"
He had lifted up to be face to face with me. He was just about to tell me off when his words died in his mouth and instead, a moan escaped. With easier access, Hunter had reached around to begin jerking him off while continuing to slobber over his sensitive asshole, making Demarcus lose all coherent thought.
Knowing where I wanted to be. I shuffled around until I was next to Hunter. The large man crouched to his knees, allowing me to get behind the Latino.
This fat ass had been calling to me ever since he had come into the room and despite my earlier promise, I had to have it.
The Latino's hole was already gaping from Hunter's hungry rimming, and with saliva dripping from my shaft, I placed the tip at the entrance.
Before the running back could say anything, I pushed forward, crying in pleasure as I invaded him. At the same time, Hunter had moved quickly to suck his teammate off. The dual sensation caused Demarcus to curse, splutter and moan all at once.
"No... you said... fuck, your mouth feels good! You said you weren't going to fuck my ass!"
"I'm sorry Demarcus, but your ass is just too good to pass up..." I moaned as I kept pushing deeper inside, "holy fuck, that's tight!"
With Hunter blowing him and fondling his balls, Demarcus was a mess of feelings. His ass was once again happily welcoming a thick cock and though he had a girlfriend, he found himself moaning as I began to move in and out of him.
"It's so fucking thick..." he whispered to himself.
Squeezing his vast globes, I enjoyed the softness before I pulled out. Grabbing Hunter's hair, I forced him to rim his teammate again, making Demarcus cry out, "oh shit!"
"That's it. Lube him nicely for my cock!" I demanded, and both men whimpered submissively.
"Spit! I want that hole dripping before I rip it open."
After Hunter had spat twice and shoved his tongue as deep as he could inside, I shoved the huge man away. Aiming my prick, I thrust it back into the tight, phat ass of the running back.
"Ahhh... fuckkk!" We both cried out.
This time, I continued to drive forward until my hips slapped against his cheeks, making them wobble from the impact.
Now balls deep inside the handsome jock, I ordered Hunter to get on the table and underneath his teammate in a sixty-nine position. I needed the defensive tackles' talented mouth to distract from the rough pounding I was going to give Demarcus.
"Now, I'm going to fuck this ass hard. I know you're going to moan like a slut, so if you don't want anyone coming in to see the college's star player getting fucked, you might want to suck his cock to shut you up!"
His golden eyes looked back pleadingly at me, but I just smirked. At that moment, with my prick buried in his fuck chute and my balls resting on Hunter's forehead, I felt invincible.
Twitching my cock inside him, he tensed and let out an involuntary moan. Beneath him, Hunter took that as a sign to resume sucking him off.
Dropping my hands to Demarcus's ass, I squeezed and shook the plentiful flesh. It felt so soft and the way it rippled just from the smallest grope was hypnotizing.
Hearing the slurping sound of Hunter's blowjob, I looked to see that the running back was refusing to return the favor.
"Well that won't do at all," I said with a shake of my head, "you need to learn about teamwork, Demarcus!"
Leaning forward, I inadvertently forced more of my shaft inside his tunnel as I gripped the back of his head and pushed him down to his teammate's swollen cock.
Satisfied that he was sucking him off, I retook hold of his hips and began to pull out.
"Ohhhhh!" Demarcus moaned as ever so slowly my length left his tight tunnel.
I was about to drive back in when I felt the warm tongue of Hunter run along my undershaft. It was so fucking filthy that my knees wobbled. If he continued, I was sure to cum soon, but I needed to see those cheeks jiggle before I did.
"Hunter, suck this bitch off, but don't let him cum!"
Slamming back in, my hips slapped against Demarcus's ass and my balls slid along Hunter's face. Instinctively, his tongue played with them before I pulled back and drove in again.
"Look at this phat ass! Girls would be jealous of how juicy it is. I bet you've had guys stare at it. How many times have men slapped your ass?" I mocked as Demarcus could only moan.
Leaning forward, I grabbed his hair and lifted him back while continuing to shallow fuck his tight hole. "Tell me, Demarcus! How many guys have spanked your fat ass?"
"Just coach and the players... it's football though!"
Lifting my hand, I brought it down his ass, causing him to squeal.
"And how many times did they leave their hand on your ass after? Or did they just slap it over and over, telling you what a good boy you've been?"
"It's just football..." he whimpered.
Pushing him back into Hunter's body, I buried my cock inside him, "you love this ass getting spanked don't you. You like someone taking control and dominating you... tell me!"
"It's just... please, Hunter, I need to cum." Demarcus begged.
"Tell me what you like and I'll let you cum."
"I... I like... I like how big your cock feels inside me. I feel so empty when you pull out, but it feels so much better when you push back in and hit that spot deep inside me. I... I like the way you spank me and control me. I like the way you worship my ass..."
He looked back at me nervously and, with a great deal of willpower, I stopped moving inside him. He clearly wanted to tell me something, and I had to give him a little bit of encouragement, "go on, slut, you can tell me."
"My first girlfriend fingered me. I tried to act like I didn't like it, but she kept on doing it. I desperately wanted her to fuck me."
"There's no shame in that! This phat ass was meant to be fucked. You're just lucky that you've got a real cock to show you how good it feels!" I teased as my head bumped past his sweet spot.
Hearing Demarcus' admission turned me on. I doubt when his kinky girlfriend had fingered him that a few years later he would be getting fucked, but here he was enjoying every second of it.
"It's so big. Please, I need to cum!" he moaned.
"Hunter, you can make this slut cum now!" I called out as I began to pound his tight tunnel with longer strokes.
Beneath me, there was a frantic sixty-nine going on. Both men hungrily sucked and slobbered on each other's cock. They moaned around the shafts in their mouths, but the noise was drowned out by the slapping of my thighs against the round ass of the running back.
It was so fucking hot and I knew that we were all close to the edge.
"Are you nearly done in there?!" someone shouted as they knocked on the door.
Immediately, the two footballers stopped and tensed up but I was way past caring.
"Nearly done..." I cried out and slammed forward, burying my shaft in the soft, bronze ass of Demarcus.
"I'm cumming!"
The first violent twitch shot a massive load of spunk deep inside his tunnel and set off a chain reaction.
Hunter's large hands came around and grabbed Demarcus's head, forcing his mouth down on to his cock as he came.
The double eruptions in his ass and mouth set the Latino off, too.
"Yesss..." he spluttered.
Spitting the cock from his mouth, his large cheeks tightened and his muscles flexed as he erupted while at the same time getting a facial from his teammate.
Falling back into a seat, I panted heavily while looking at Demarcus's gaping asshole quivering as it slowly close up around my creamy load.
Fumbling around in my bag, I found what I was looking for and unwrapped another butt plug, though this one was just plain metal with a fake red diamond on top.
Pressing it against the closing hole I pushed it inside. Thanks to my cum, it slid in smoothly until only the red twinkling diamond was left.
"What's that?" Demarcus murmured in Hunter's arms.
"It's to keep my cum in. I didn't want to ruin your clothes for your date and the longer my cum is inside you, the more you will benefit from it!" I lied easily.
"Oh..." he replied, then with a slight stumble, he moved off Hunter's head and tried to pull up his trousers without falling over.
Whether he meant to or not, he bent over right in front of me. His phat ass jiggled and wobbled as he got dressed, teasing me. Unable to resist, I spanked him hard, making him squeal before glaring at me.
Getting to my shaky legs, I moved up to the table and offered my cock to Hunter. I was expecting him to push me away and get up but instead, he took my softening meat into his mouth and sucked me clean.
"Fuckk," I hissed, "you really want to get clever, don't you Hunter!"
The huge footballer murmured in agreement before another loud knock broke the blissful scene.
Huffing, I reluctantly got dressed with Hunter following suit. When we were finished, Demarcus left the room with a waddle.
"Are you done now?!" a spotty man said indignantly as he peered around the door at us. He sniffed loudly and for the first time, I realized that the room smelled of cum.
"Yeah... just need to open a window. We had... food." I replied.
"You're not meant to be eating anything in here! That's against regulations!" He shot back.
"You hear that Hunter?! No more eating chocolate starfish for you in the library." I grinned, though my joke flew over the footballer's head and he just looked confused.
"I wasn't..."
"It doesn't matter. Sorry for overrunning. We're just leaving." I said to the spotty man before pushing Hunter out the door.
As we were walking through the library halls, I tugged Hunter's jumper, forcing him to look at me.
"Next time let's have a one-on-one session in the footballer's gym, alright?"
Hunter looked at me eagerly and licked his lips.
Clearly, the gym was not only a fantasy of mine but his too. I couldn't wait.