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========================================================= ========================================================= Nailed It: Chapter 3 Naked Quarterbacks.
Clay greeted his roommates lounging in their living room watching Monday Night Football. "Y'all drunk yet?" Clay quipped as he headed to his room!
"Fuck man, we started without ya," Larry Schultz the starting QB chimed in. He was majoring in Education.
"Where the fuck your been?" Antonio Rios, a junior majoring in computer science inquired. He was the Stallion's junior QB.
Clay just smiled, "Out!"
" No shit Sherlock!" Steve Eubanks, the newest recruit to the Stallions blurred out while burping.
Clay made it to his bedroom. It was half the size of Sean's and a typical jock's room. Full size bed that hadn't been made in over a week, chest of drawers, bookcase, desk and chair and laptop. He had a picture of his folks on his desk. A couple of movie and sports posters on his walls. Dirty clothes littered the floor. Clay thought it was a far cry for the beautiful room he had been in earlier. He stripped down to his jock and headed back to finish the game.
As he dropped into his recliner he scanned his mates. Larry had the most clothes on. A Stallions wife beater hugged is muscular torso. His huge biceps showcased beautifully. The black gym shorts revealed the outline of his cock and balls with the cock hanging to the left. His stringy brown hair wet and combed back showing the first signs of balding. Dark brown eyes which resembled buttons on a raggedy Andy doll. Antonio sat opposite Clay in his lounge chair. Jet black hair is a buzz cut. His eyebrows forming a unibrow, over equally dark brown eyes. His rich skin tones gave him an overall tan look. His body displayed a similar form to Larry but left very little to the imagination dressed only in tight white briefs. Clay thought he'd like to munch on those huge nipples which looked like tire stems. His package was perhaps the smallest, bunched into the briefs. Then there was Steve. Even though a freshman he was as well built as the other 3 quarterbacks. Long blond hair hung to his shoulders. His fair complexion set off his green eyes. He too was wearing athletic shorts which showed a healthy packaged dressed left. He also had on his white socks. He seemed to never go bare foot.
"Put some clothes on man! Who wants to see your white ass jiggling around the apartment!" Antonio squawked.
"You look at it enough in the showers," Clay retorted. "Might as well give you a good look!" Clay pulled off his jock strap and threw it at his bedroom door, and settled back into his recliner.
Steve's eyes bugged out as he took in the piece of man flesh sitting drinking his beer. "Hey Clay, are those hickies on your neck? And those look like bite marks around your nipples. She must have been a wild ass ride. Glad you nailed it this afternoon. Who is she and does she have sisters?" Clay's shit-eating grin and silence, as he drank his beer, led his roommates to believe they knew how he spent his afternoon.
Larry told everyone to quiet down. Then cocking his head as he grinned in Clay's direction, "Put some clothes on bro."
Clay shook his head no. "Listen," he said, "I pay my share of the rent and beer. If I want to be naked, I'm gonna be naked. Especially when it's just us dudes hanging out. End of discussion."
Steve agreed and pulled off shorts and socks.
"Fuck this!" Larry said as he stood up and stripped off all his clothes. Antonio peeled off his briefs. They each looked at one another and laughed. "It feels so much better this way! Clay you've inspired a new trend - Naked Quarterbacks!" Larry commented enthusiastically.
They each grabbed another beer and went back to the game. Clay thought to himself, "I'll have to go slow but getting all this prime beef on display is a great first step to me bedding each of these studs. I'll have to tell Sean about this tomorrow."
After the game the guys shot the shot about what each team had done right and wrong. Reluctantly, they retired to their own rooms, scratching their balls or asses along the way. Each laid on his bed thinking about the new nude rule and jacked off thinking about the cocks and asses that had been on display.
Sean had taken his time walking back to his apartment. The weather in Central Florida was finally breaking and the coolness of the evening breeze was refreshing. He kept puzzling over his feelings for Clay. This should have been just a fuck. Perhaps, he thought, being the one who had taken his 3 cherries was the source of his feelings. Yet he couldn't be sure. He thought about calling his mentor, Master Will, but decided to wait until tomorrow.
As he let himself into the darkened apartment, he suddenly felt alone. As he entered his room and closed the door, he could smell the heavy musk of sex. He stripped and threw himself on his bed sniffing the sheets and pillows where Clay had laid. Sean knew he was missing the boisterous attitude of his fuck buddy. He was looking forward to seeing him tomorrow. He fell asleep dreaming of red hair.