Eating the Quarterback

By Paul Foley

Published on Jan 1, 2002

Gay

Disclaimer: This story is about a sexual encounter between three men. Everything is pure fantasy. I wish that it were all true. If you're under 18, go watch a Disney Video. The rest of you: read on and enjoy!

Eating the Quarterback - part three

After I left the gym, I need to get up the Hill to class. Great, another boring elective class. Lots of men's basketball players, and a rather obnoxious female professor. The players kept whispering until the professor blew her cool and told the damn jocks to clear out if they weren't interested in learning today. They calmed down and while the rest of us snickered, I caught a glace from a player - the cute blond guy from the baseball team with gorgeous green eyes. He was only mediocre as a player, and obviously was the only player actually paying attention to the lecture. He knew he had to get a degree instead of dreaming away about a major league career.

Well, the lecture finally ended. I grabbed by backpack and shoved my notes and stuff in, and turned to head up the steps to the exit, when all of the sudden the blond hunk was in my way. "Hey, got a sec?" I'm sure my eyes practically bulged when I noticed the tuft of blond hair sticking out of his collar. Yum!

"Sure, what's up?" I said. "I'm not doing so well in this class, and I could use some help - you interested in tutoring a jock?" I gulped his suggestion, as my gutter-mind raced when I realized the possibilities! "Well, I'm only making a B+ in this course so far. Sure you wouldn't want someone from the athletic dept?" I was not trying to change his mind so much as I'm a fan,and always want the best for the players.

"There's noone available at this point of the semester - I'll pay you! I have to graduate!" All he had to do is look into my eyes with those gorgeous emerald green peepers. "Hey, why not?" I replied.

"Great - I have a class until 4pm, so how about you meet me in front of the dorm at 430pm?" he said with glee. It's nice to see someone who really does want to learn. My slutty mind went into overdrive, thinking of being invited into the most hallowed dorm on campus. "Okay, see you there."

I went to my last class, and showed up in front of the dorm a little early, and scanned over my notes to come up with a study set of questions to gauge his current knowledge. It was such a beautiful sunny day that I quickly got a bit of sunburn - not enough to blister or anything, but I knew I would need some lotion at some point.

A shadow fell across my notes, and I looked up to find none other than the cute quarterback I met earlier in the day. "Hey, what are you doing over here?" he smirked. I smiled a big grin recalling the action this morning. "I waiting on my classmate Mark to help him study." He grinned and said "Oh, well I'm in 312 if you wanna stop by later - I've got a new movie you might want to see." I grinned like a chesire cat and said "I'll see what I can do!" "Later, then!" He chuckled as he jogged up the sidewalk and went inside.

I looked across the street and could see Mark coming up the sidewalk - and I could see the glint on his chain in the sunshine, and giggled a bit, wondering how I could get it off of him for a souvenir. I stood as he walked up and shook my hand. "Hey dude, I'm so glad you are willing to help. I know that it'll be easier to get help from another student actually taking the class to help me out." I just grinned and said "Love to help you out...with your homework. Shall I carry your books?" He chuckled and gave me a gentle shove towards the building. Hmmm, I thought, he didn't reply.

We walked into the cooler confines of the dorm. There's a distinct smell of men in a building like this. It doesn't matter what you do, you can still smell that certain tang to the air. I dreamed for a moment of being locked into a building like this and having nothing but cum and water to live on - interesting thought huh?

We moved up the corridor to some stairs, after I signed in and showed my ID. Apparently the campus police have increased control of access to protect these virile young men from fans, girls,criminals, etc.

We climbed two flights to the third floor. As we turned right, I noticed that we were headed towards the quarterback's number. The dorm was divided into suites with two rooms, two shared baths, a small refrigerator, and microwave.

Mark and I moved into one of the rooms, and it looked like a regular dorm room, except nicer. He sat at the desk and told me to take a seat. I chose a bed, of course. I explained my plan of asking questions to gauge his knowledge before we determined a plan of attack to pull his grade out of his nosedive. I started peppering him with questions, and listened to his less than confident answers, and had to correct him a few times when he was off-track.

All of the sudden, the door slammed open by a hulk. Dark beard, dark chest, brown eyes, and a towel over his shoulder. "Shit! I'm late!" He dressed quickly and we had about a 5 second introduction. " I was trying to just keep looking at my notes, as the last thing I needed at this moment was to blow a fuse looking at a hot naked stud/jock. I had to play this cool!

Mark asked me if I wanted something to drink, and I said yes. I knew the quarterback was in the other room, probably naked, and I started getting hard. Mark got up and left the door open as he went to the fridge. I noticed the other room was open, and could see my hot quarterback sitting at his desk writing something. I could tell I was needing a drink now, as all these hot men were putting my hormones into overdrive.

Mark walked back into the room leaving the door open. He said something to me that didn't register - I was totally in lust looking down the hall. Suddenly the door slammed, and directly at eye level I saw a nice thick pink piece of hard flesh practically in my face. "I can see that you're cool. I can't pay you, but I can make sure you don't go around with a woody all the time. I wasn't sure until I saw you looking at my suitemate. I hope I didn't just fuck up."

I chuckled and replied by swooping my eager mouth over his cockhead. "MMMM!" he groaned loudly. He pushed his shorts down and the dropped to the floor as I nudged further and further down his shaft with my velvety wet tongue. I cupped his hairy blond nuts and licked all over his shaft, and then started licking under his nuts towards his hole. "Yeah, let me help you a bit," he said as he lifted his leg up onto the bed, and I had a clean shot at his nice hairy hole. He also took off his shirt and I ran my hand up to his hairy pecs to play with his nipple. Mark told me to get naked - well when did I ever need to hear THAT twice?

I was naked in a couple of seconds, and cleared the bed for playtime. We got into a 69 position, with his meaty rod shoved deep into my sucking mouth,and his head pistoning up and down my cock, moaning and blowing me like never before. DAMN he had a hot mouth! He switched over a few minutes later to me on top and him on the bottom. I could see that while we were attracted to each other, we were both bottom type guys.

Suddenly I felt a draft, and soft footsteps entering the room behind me. As Mark didn't react, I ignored it as well. For about a split scond - I knew who was in the other room, and unless they have a ghost, that slammed door didn't open by itself.

I felt a pair of strong warm hands begin rubbing my asscheeks, while the slight twang of an accent said "Mark, I've told you it's not nice to slam the door so hard. I know it's our signal, but don't have to tell the whole building." I could hear the teasing in his voice, and knew that it was okay. I relaxed to the feel of his face grinding into my ass as we searched my crack for a jackpot. "Mmmmm" was what I heard as his tongue glided up my hole and I moaned a deep moan of ecstacy.

I moved around Mark's hot cock and aimed at his hairy hole - I needed some ass at the moment. The Quarterback started rubbing his thick meaty uncut cock against my hole, telling me how much he liked my ass. "Yeah, I'm gonna cream that pretty hole - better than anything a girl's got!" I felt him start shoving the end of his cock in my now-wet hole. Oh, he fit better than a glove on my hand!

Mark moved out from under me, and whispered into the quarterback's ear. "Dude, I have to get to class, but it seems my buddy here will play host until I get back. Play nice, now." I smiled and winked as he started getting dressed, and I got into the way my favorite quarterback plowed my ass. Mark made his exit, and Keith shoved his big cock deep into my guts, playing with my nipples from behind. I rode that cock harder than I had ever been fucked. The slap of his balls against my ass were audible, and we were both sweating and breathing hard.

Keith suddenly grabbed my hips and slammed against my asscheeks and ground his crotch into my ass, shooting his hot seed deep up my ass. Each thrust shot a new load, four in all. Each thrust hit my spot, causing me to cum right along with him. Now this is the way to get fucked!

We laughed and caught our breaths, and Keith and I cleaned up a bit with an old t-shirt that he saw lying near the bed. "Damn, that was hot. I need to grab a little cat-nap. Wanna join me?"

Of course I did.

To be continued...

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Next: Chapter 4


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