What could have been? Nothing illegal.
The good thing about football is that you get to run around and sweat and then head to the locker room. And if you know jocks, we like to wear jockstraps a size too small so that it shows off our ass and supports our pricks. Then there are those like Jack, he doesn?t wear a jock at all, just puts on his football pants commando. You would think it hurts, but his prick is so large that the pants do well to support it.
I've known Jack for a long time now, but he always seems to be mad all the time. So I normally just say 'hi' and walk on by. However today he just sat there on the bench naked looking at his feet.
"What up JacK" I said playfully snapping a towel at his lower backside.
"Nuthin" Just like the power jock he is.
"Why are you so down man? We are playing our first game of the season this Friday man. You need to get pumped."
"Yea well that is cool." And he goes back to looking at his feet.
"Ok, Jack, get it off your mind." I sit next to him and our thighs touch. It was hard for them not to touch considering he has some massive thighs. They are bigger than barrels, guess they have to be for a middle linebacker.
"I'll tell you Mark, but you can't tell anyone. If you do I will find you and I will beat the shit out of you, you hear."
"Man who am I going to tell? You know I can keep a secret." It better be good, I was thinking.
"Ok well, this morning I woke up a little earlier than normal and so I went to the bathroom to do the 3 Ss. The door is unlocked so I go in, right, thinking nobody is there and well my dad is in the shower. No biggie right, so I went in to take a piss anyway. But when I got closer, I heard him grunting. Then I realized that the silhouette has his back to me but his right arm is moving back and forth. Man my dad was wacking off in the shower. I just froze man. Shit what was I going to do? Then I hear him give out a big sign. Man my dad just shot a nut. And I wanted to leave but at this point I was pretty much caught. Well that's not the worse part, man. He turns around and flings open the curtain and well he is there naked with his slong half erect and cum dripping off of it. Well my eyes got big, but by then he noticed me looking at his dick and I got a bit embarrassed. Man I looked at his dick. I am not supposed to do that."
"Jack, you?ve never looked at another man?s dick?"
"Yea but it's my dad."
"You?ve seen coach's right?"
"Yea, but it's my dad."
"Jack, I am sure you are not gay, but man I think you need to loosen up. Now let's go take a shower before that stink sticks to you."
Jack gets up and I get to see that meat hanging like a foot long salami. I let him lead so that I can check out his ass. It is big and plump and ripped hard. I get to pat it sometimes during the practice, but today I think I am going to swat it with my towel.
There are a few guys in the shower room when we get there, Bobby, Tim, and Ron. Ron is a black guy that must have the biggest cock in the county. I would be afraid to suck it because it might get stuck in my throat. Now wouldn't that be a hospital visit.
We jump right in and soap up. In a few minutes, Bobby, Tim, and Ron take off leaving just Jack and me. I've showered with Jack before, but today he got me thinking of jerking off in the shower. I knew because we spent some time talking that the rest of the team was either getting dressed or long gone.
Looking down at my cock, I noticed it getting bigger and bigger. I knew I would get busted if anyone walked in, but if Jack looked over, then I would be more than busted, I would be a faggot. Not what I want to be around Jack. I mean he freaked out on seeing his dad's cock. Jack's just not the cock-looking type.
Me on the other hand, I think I've seen everyone's prick on the team. I try not to look obvious, but you know, I do it when we change into uniform, out of uniform, in the shower and in the pisser. Anytime a teammate has his prick out, I seem to glance over. It's a surprise they don't nick name me Prick-Looker, PL for short.
The shocker was when I looked over to look at Jack's prick, I found it pointing straight up to the ceiling. I've always like his prick, the long pink shaft holding the muscle rod up to the big mushroom head with a pisshole big enough to stick a pencil through it. His two softballs dangling down waiting to be licked and sucked. Man my boner got stiffer just locking over at Jack's. I wanted to ask Jack if he wanted me to Jack him off.
The weight of my stare must have caught his attention because he looked over and smiled. Then got some more soap from the dispenser and turned to wash his ass crack. That almost got me to cum, because I wanted to be his fingers at that point. Cleaning and rubbing his ass, except I would be licking and licking some more.
So I stood there contemplating what to do. The showers are situated apart from the locker room, so if anyone came into the shower room, then they would be either taking a second shower or a coach. I knew the coaches had their own shower room but sometimes Coach Schmidt showers with the team. Not quite figured that out, but he has a nice hairy chest, so I don't mind it much.
I decided that I was going to take the chance and beat off. I didn't realize that Jack had beaten me to the punch. I looked over again to get some inspiration while stroking my cock and caught him doing the same, except I was the only one looking. He just leaned back and stroked that big meat muscle. My cock got harder and harder. But I didn't want to cum first. I wanted to see him shoot.
I wanted to go over and kneel before him and ask him to feed me, but that's all fantasy, you know, I've never done that. But I sure want to with Jack. I like that tough quiet type of guy with big pricks and low low hangers. Those that need the attention of a good cocksucker. A good cocksucker I aspire to be. And even though I wanted to get closer to him, instead I just stood there slowly jerking off, as he intensified his motion. His strokes got faster and faster as his whole body tightened up. There is no way he can say I didn't notice by now. He then gets on his tip toes and I think man this guy is going to fall, but he doesn't. He has his loose hand on the side, but I'd rather it be behind my neck making my head bob his prick. or on his balls massageing them slowly or on his ass grabbing those tight buns. I am so hot after this guy, I can't even think straight.
He yelps a sigh of relief that I wonder if anyone in the locker room heard. No matter, I was transfixed on the blobs of cum flying out of his cock. I think one projected about 6 feet. Man that would have come out of my asshole if he shot it in my mouth. It got me so hot and hard that I came without stroking. Now that's amazing. I just stood there in awe of Jack and his massive explosion machine that the cum oozed out of my dick. It was the best jack off session I had in weeks, months, years, fuck it my life. And I didn't even get to JACK him off or myself for that matter.
Jack looked over at me and then looked down at my cock. It was not as big as his, but did the job right. He didn't look embarrassed, just comfortable. I wonder if he will get comfortable enough to let me suck that monster cock. I mean I wouldn't just suck any cock, His is about the only I would. I mean if I sucked cock. You know? I mean Jack's cock is fucking mouth watering.
He turned into the shower to clean off and I did the same. We didn't say a word for the rest of the shower and nothing either when we went back to the locker room. I was not sure if he wanted to say anything, but I am not one for silence.
"What you doing this Friday after the game? You know we are going to be 1-0. I think we need to celebrate."
"Well I think Sara wants to go to a movie, but I don't know. What about you and Tish?"
"Not sure, but I think we should double date and see what comes up." I grin.
"Yea man that would be good, maybe we can hang out Saturday then?"
"Sure dude. But next time I want to jerk off on my bed, ok? I almost fell down back there. Imagine what coach would have said if I feel backwards in the showers? 'Oh you know coach I was jerking off and wham, when I shot it knocked my ass to the floor and I hurt my back.' Yea after he'd die laughing he'd make me run the bleachers for an hour. Don't want to do that if you catch my drift."
"Gotcha Jack. So it's your place on Saturday?? I grinned again. I'll be sucking his cock in no time.