Mike Loves Cum 24
By Stockman
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From Mike Loves Cum 23:
I loved seeing Kip's blond pubes. So curly and full. I couldn't help myself as I leaned in to lick his hair. A bit musky, but so goooood. I followed that blond hair onto his penis and licked the thin shaft. Looking up, I could see my friend closing his eyes in enjoyment.
"Mike, you're awesome," he moaned. I took his exposed cock into my mouth, wetting down the head, savoring his skinny cock as it entered my throat. I loved it. I could feel Kip grab my head as he moaned repeatedly how good it felt. My nose was in his curlies as he exploded. He pulled off letting me take a couple of cum blasts onto my face. It felt so good. I love cum!
Mike Loves Cum 24:
I made it to the sports complex just before 9. I was told to go to the wrestling wing. Wing W. Panic! I couldn't find it. That wing seemed totally empty, the doors all locked. It was 9:02 and I'm late! I started pounding on the big double doors at the end. No answer....until the door opened. Finally!
He was a huge man. Six foot 4, massive in size, his bulky arms and chest huge. "You Mike?"
"Yes...yes, sir. I couldn't find the wrestling area."
"You found it, boy. You're late. Don't ever be late. I'm Coach Maselli."
Shit, I'm already in trouble. The coach just stared at me. His body is so big, I thought, and so hairy. HIs t-shirt barely covered his chest; I could see black hair on all sides. And his shorts were tight on his thick hairy thighs. The bulge in the middle was huge. Fuck, I'm already in trouble!
"Put on your singlet and get into the practice room asap. We'll be waiting."
"I...I didn't bring one. Coach Lewis didn't want me to use my high school singlet." I cowered in fear of this huge man.
He opened a closed door. "Dave, come in here." He was yelling.
Coach Lewis entered the locker room. He looked around and saw me. He smiled. "Hey Mike, glad you made it."
Coach Maselli was still looking pissed. "You deal with him. Boy didn't bring a singlet."
Dave took over with a smile as Coach Maselli left the room, going through the door that Coach Lewis came from. "Don't let him scare you, Mike. He's all bark and no bite. Likes to intimidate the new guys. You''ll like him, don't worry."
"Thanks, Coach. But I don't have a singlet."
"Not a problem, Mike. Here." He went to a basket of lost and found items, and pulled out a very old singlet. Even older than the one I used last time (Chapter 13).
He watched carefully as I dressed. I knew enough not to hide, letting him see my soft dick as I struggled with the old uniform. It tore on the side as I stretched it on, but I got it around my body. My dick showed through the worn crotch area. "Perfect, Mike. The guys'll love it."
I was introduced to team captain Jared, who must be in the heavyweight class and a team member Mark who was about my weight. Also two other recruits, Liam and Olli. Both looked formidable. Much bigger than me.
Coach Maselli took over. "OK guys, glad we're all here. Finally! (He glared at me.) Now for the tryouts. We have two positions to fill and three candidates. So do the math."
I looked at my competition. Both had their jaws set, ready for a fight. Liam was probably 6 foot and Olli 5'10 like me, both had ripped bodies and big guns. Olli even had some hair sticking through his singlet. I saw he went to Central High, the division champion. So also a local. His dick didn't look overly large as it pressed the fabric. When a dick is smaller, it seems to press out more than a bigger one than rolls over a guy's balls. Now Liam, that guy has a big dick, I concluded. I could see the outline of the shaft and even the cock head reach almost under his balls. Man I'd like to play with that dick, I thought. And taste it, too!
"...so you'll go first."
What? I didn't hear what Coach said. So busy thinking about dick, I had zoned out.
Luckily, it was Olli going first.
He was paired with Jared, the captain; Olli on top. They struggled for a few minutes. Olli held his own, offsetting most of Jared's moves. "Impressive," Coach Maselli announced.
Then Liam was told to compete with Coach Lewis. Again they grappled for several minutes. I liked that Coach Lewis grabbed Liam's crotch and used it for a takedown. Liam groaned but took it. Coach Lewis finally scored a few points for a win, but Liam looked really experienced. "Also impressive," Coach Massilli said.
My turn. Mark seemed to take it easy on me. We were in scissor locks when Mark grabbed my singlet between my legs, ripping the entire middle. My dick and nuts came completely out. The other guys laughed as I cringed in embarrassment. Mark also laughed, pulling the rest of the singlet apart, leaving me naked except for my wrestling shoes. I tried to be good natured about it, smiling as well but all the guys were seeing me nude. I knew they could see my exposed dick and balls. They all stared for almost a minute looking at my naked body.
Mark grabbed me again to continue the match. He grabbed my nuts and flipped me onto my back. He fell atop me. "Nice dick," he whispered. He grabbed my balls, combed through my pubes and squeezed my dick. Then he pinned me to a count of three.
We jumped up as Mark said, "Sorry dude. I'm fighting for a slot as well."
Coach Masilli dismissed us with a thanks and we'll get back to you.
I was led back to the locker room still naked. I found my clothes but hadn't dressed before Coach Lewis said to join him in Coach Masilli's office.
Both coaches were there awaiting me. I was still naked, but Coach Masilli was stripping off his shirt. He then dropped his shorts. No jock, he was naked just like me. He looked at me. Carefully. His eyes had dropped to my naked crotch.
"You're a fine looking boy, Mike. Fine body. Well developed."
"Thank you sir," I managed to squeak out. I zeroed in on his hairy crotch. Thick black hair covered the entire area, surrounding a very fat soft penis, about 3 inches at present. His balls hung very low.
"Boy has potential, Coach," Coach Lewis added. "Fine looking kid..."
"Yeah, I'm seeing that. Nice body, good definition. Manly." He seemed to be agreeing with Coach Lewis as he stared at my man-area. "But...."
"Check out his rear, John," Coach Lewis seemed to be advocating for me. He turned me around to show off my ass. "Really tight buns, John. One of the finest asses and manhole we'll ever see."
He pulled my cheeks apart, showing Coach Maselli my boy hole. Coach Lewis tickled a finger around my sensitive pucker. I couldn't help moaning.
"Yeah, Dave, a beautiful boy cunt. But..."
Coach Lewis pressed a finger into my hole. I felt so good, so full, I couldn't help getting hard. "Really tight boy hole, John. We could do worse..."
From my upside down position, I could see Coach Maselli was getting hard. His exposed hairy cock was now a good 6 inches, and still rising. It was soda can fat as I looked between my legs at his big coach cock. His balls hung so low!
Coach Lewis said, "I'm gonna tell him. John. The boy should understand." He sat down in front of me. My ass was up and my face at the office floor. Coach Lewis sat at my head. His cock looked so good. "Remember what I said that the team uses their holes to help each other? Well, it sure helps if the wrestler has a nice looking hole. And you have, Mike, one of the best I've seen. Remember I told you to get fucked? That's because I believed your beautiful boy hole would attract a lot of attention. And it has!"
I heard the door open. "Hey Coach, did you...". I looked at the door, saw the captain, Jared, enter the room. He was naked, a soft perhaps 3 or 4 inch cock between his legs. Hard to tell from my position.
"Telling him now," Coach Maselli answered, two fingers tickling my hole, driving me wild. His cock looked to be over 7 inches at this point, still massively fat!
Coach Lewis continued as Jared sat on the floor right next to me. "So the problem is, Mike, you have one of the sweetest boy holes I've ever seen. You're one of the best looking boys we could ever get, beautiful face, awesome body and desirable fuck holes on both ends. Our team loves good fuck holes."
"Amen, brother," Jared said. He gently caressed my face and added his fingers to Coach Lewis' as I continued in my bent-over position. I loved how it felt.
Coach Lewis continued, tickling my lips and mouth as he spoke. "But, Mike, Coach Maselli's decision is that of the three candidates, you come in third, the other two guys are just stronger wrestlers. So even though we'd all love to play with your beautiful holes, and Jared too, we can't do that without telling you that you haven't made the team. You could try out again for the spring semester, but not now. You've got the best pussy, Mike, but they have the stronger chests and arms."
"Oh damn," I yelled, falling over. "I so want to wrestle, Coach. Been working so hard at it." Jared continued stroking my face but Coach had let go.
"Sorry, dude," Jared consoled. "You're the best looking, but they're so much stronger...." He gently caressed my face. "Sure'd love to hang with you, Mike. But not without telling you first. Glad Coach is being honest." He stroked his own cock, seemingly turned on with my body. His cock was thickening, I saw, a good looking 7 incher, the head just emerging from his foreskin.
"I can understand if you want to leave," Coach Lewis added. "But we'd sure like to sample those beautiful boy holes of yours."
Jared continued stroking my face and his dick. "See that Mike? I'd sure like to stuff my cock into that pretty mouth of yours." He pushed a finger inside. I couldn't help but moan.
"Wait your turn," Coach Maselli cautioned his captain. "I want those holes first."
Coach Lewis cautioned his boss. "Let Jared open him up, John. That monster of yours should not be his first of the day. Boy needs some prep. He was a virgin when I met him last week."
"Hard to believe he's a newbie," Jared said. "A beautiful pussy like this should be fucked all the time." Without more warning, Jared pushed his wrestler tongue into my pussy. I moaned at the wonderful feelings he gave me. "You see," Coach Lewis said, "we take care of each other's holes."
"Delicious hole," Jared added.
They took turns. Jared fucked me for a few minutes, then Coach Lewis, then Coach Maselli's fat cock. When they weren't fucking, they were feeding me their wrestler hard cocks into my mouth. I was being stuffed at both ends. Finally, Jared screamed he's gonna cum. His seven incher was in my throat, my face pressed into his pubes. I could feel the throbbing as he unloaded wrestler cum inside me.
Coach Maselli was fucking me with his very fat cock. I could hear him moaning above me, loving the sensations my boy-pussy was giving him. "You know, maybe we could find a different slot for Mike. He's already better than James in his weight class. Think we should give Mike a second chance?" He was huffing and puffing as he grabbed my hips and pounded me with all his might. Finally he came, shooting I don't know how many times into my colon.
I was out of breath. Coach Lewis asked if I was ok. His wonderful cock was at my face. I couldn't help savoring his essence as Coach Maselli fell over me.
"Y...yes, sir" I managed to squeak out as Coach Lewis' cock penetrated my lips. His cock was best of all. I loved how he gently face fucked me as I savored his cock. It didn't take long, especially when Jared crawled under me and sucked my cock. Coach Lewis and I started shooting right away, my cum coating Jared's face as Coach Lewis' cum coated mine.
Jared took me to the showers. Turns out he's a nice guy, feeling bad for me that I didn't immediately make the team. We talked about team customs, ending up pissing on each other and giggling. His cock was over 4 inches soft, but grew to just around seven inches hard. He was really interested in my cock that grew to over 7, maybe 7 1/2. He hoped we could get together again. "And don't worry, Mike," he added as he gently stroked my cock again, "Coach is good at his word, He'll find a slot for you."
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