From: scoffinator69
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Rookie Tail Tales 4: Josh and Jordy Pack It In
(This story takes place just moments after "Pro Rehab Rutting: Aaron Rodgers' Collarbone" and can be read as a quasi-sequel to that story.)
Prologue
After the randy sight of his regular fuck buddies savage coupling, Jordy Nelson walked quietly away from the entrance to the weight room as Aaron Rodgers and Clay Matthews reveled in the afterglow. Jordy was happy for the two men finally crossing this particular bridge, and looked forward to the next time the three would be together knowing that at least a few new options would be available to them then. While he knew he could have joined the two, and been more than welcomed, while they were rutting on the weight bench, he also knew that what had been newly opened between his two best buddies was something they needed time to absorb on their own.
Of course, the 6'3" wide receiver also knew that the power fuck he had watched Aaron drill into Clay's powerful jock ass had left him horny as a goat, and that he needed to get fucked. Now and hard! He only hoped that it was not too late to make that happen the way he hoped this afternoon.
Josh Jones, the rookie safety, had been a person of interest for Jordy every since the 23 year old had first shown up at training camp. The kid was a paradox of sorts; at once laid back and driven to prove himself. Self-effacing and respectful without being starstruck and annoying.
He was also close to Jordy's size, barely an inch shorter and only about 8 or 9 pounds lighter. And while the rookie had seemed to respect the boundaries in place about going after Aaron's boy, he had done nothing to hide his apparent interest in the wide receiver, letting both Aaron and Clay know that if they gave him any kind of opening, he would take it.
Jordy Nelson had gotten a charge out of the realization that Josh Jones had taken it as a given that the veteran wide receiver would let the rookie safety do as he pleased. That thought was pounding in his head as he walked quickly toward the locker room, hoping the light skinned stud was still around.
Part 1
The sight of the safety's gear at his locker, and sound of a shower running in the distance greeted the wide receiver like an old friend. The emptiness and stillness of the locker room sent a charge through Jordy's muscular frame as he quickly stripped of his own practice gear. In certain circumstances, he didn't mind an audience, after all his regular bouts with Aaron and Clay had grown out of Clay watching over several weeks before he finally joined in by skewering Jordy's throat as Aaron had fucked his ass deep and hard. There had also been several occasions where his two studs had spit roasted him in the very showers he was now moving toward. Hard, powerful rutting sessions between the three of them that had driven many of their teammates to stroke off while watching.
Naked, and nearly full boned now, Jordy Nelson stood in the showers watching Josh Jones begin to rinse off. Trails of soapy lather sliding along his skin, running down his body to the tiled floor of the stall that he nearly filled up. The thick muscles of his thighs and glutes being unveiled as the soap washed away, leaving behind glimmering cascades of clear water coursing over the stud flesh of the rookie jock.
"Hey, man!" the safety greeted as he turned toward the wide receiver, allowing the spray of water to wash away the last of the suds on his backside.
"Hey." Jordy's reply made no attempt to cover for his desires. Even if he had, it would have been belied by the blatant gaze locking onto the puffy, thick uncut cock less than three feet away from him.
"I think Aaron and Clay are down in the weight room."
"Yeah. They are, I just saw them there." Jordy was surprised by the catch in his own voice as he made his reply. "They need some time just the two of them. They've finally let a wall down and are exploring a new desire."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"And what are you up to then?" Josh's question was as much a smirk as anything. Both men knew the answer.
"The same."
Jordy Nelson took two steps forward even as he was sinking to his knees in front of Josh Jones. The big, blond Packer vet hauled the uncut, veiny and half hard cock of his light skinned stud teammate into his mouth, inhaling the swelling flesh with a suddenness that thrilled the safety. The wide receiver ran his tongue along the shaft, swirling it madly around and along as much of the surface as he could. Jordy gloried in the feel of the thick jock shaft swelling inside his throat and along the roof of his mouth.
Holding the rapidly expanding unit balls deep, he began to make swallowing motions, knowing the feel of his gulping, gaping maw, and swirling, searching tongue would bring the already massive cock to full, aching hardness inside him. Jordy loved this. He looked forward to the wide crown of this cock knocking against his gag reflex as it lengthened and thickened under his ministrations. The veteran trailed his big, ball catching hands up along the powerful thighs of the rookie defenseman, slipping them around to clutch at the muscular jock ass as Josh ground himself against Jordy's face. The safety's hands clenched on the buzz cutted scalp of the big wide receiver and held the blond there, fully impaled on his thick cock. Jordy held his breath, allowing his dizziness to rise up, only inhaling through his nose when he was sure he would otherwise pass out.
The fleeting feeling of wishing he had come to this place before his teammate had showered, before he had washed away the intoxicating scent and taste of his sweat was driven from Jordy's fevered mind as Josh pulled back almost fully, leaving only the wide, flaring head of his cock on the tip of the wide receiver's tongue before driving back in. Jordy began to moan as his rookie teammate set the pace of a powerful, driving face fuck. The younger stud took control of the older as he drove his eight and a half inch, massively thick cock into the whimpering jock kneeling before him. The vet wide receiver's hands dug deeper and harder into the muscular glutes of the rookie safety's thick jock ass, even as he continued to moan in abject need around the cock splitting his beautiful mouth wider than it had ever been before.
The bull nuts crashing into his chin on each throat skewering thrust inside him told Jordy that his ultimate reward was going to be a flood of biblical proportions firing deep inside his needy, greedy jock ass. The stretch of his lips around the base of the shaft told him that his sphincter would be gaping wide by the end of this, the quivering in his jock bottom ass was evidence of how fucking much he needed this.
The driving thrusts into his throat, the long, slow withdrawals of the massive shaft out to the tip of his tongue let Jordy know that he was going to be used, and used well, by the man rising full and powerfully above him. Casting his gaze upward, the vet caught the rookie's gaze and shuddered, slightly. Gone was the laid back guy that hung out with the guys after practices and games, jovial and joking with the best of them. Gone too was the determined jock, eager to prove himself to his teammates and coaches, but also always seemingly confident that he could, even if he didn't give his all. No, the man Jordy looked up to at this moment was neither of those men.
This was a man who had known from the first second that he would be in this exact spot, controlling this exact face fuck of this exact jock bitch at this exact moment. The slight shudder grew into a pronounced tremble before slipping into a full fledged vibration of jock slut need that tore through Jordy's powerful frame as Josh continued the conquest of the wide receiver's mouth and throat. The veteran Packer knew his lips would show signs of the face fuck for days, and the realization sent a pulsing jolt from his prostate radiating out to his quivering jock ass, and manifesting itself physically in a beading stream of pre cum that dripped down to the tiled floor of the shower stall. Jordy Nelson continued his long gasping moans around the thick shaft that flattened his tongue and knocked against the roof of his mouth and the entrance to his throat, leaving his gag reflex in ruins.
The rookie dug his hands harder into the vet's scalp, driving his cock inward with ever increasing power as he claimed the throat offering itself up to him. Josh Jones felt his desire rising up inside him, knew that he was sliming out pre cum onto Jordy Nelson's tongue. He knew this as much from the wide receiver's changing moans as from the sensational feelings vibrating outward from his big jock nuts. He loved that his veteran teammate was so greedy for his slime. He loved the feeling of the big man lapping feverishly at his cock head as he left it lay on his tongue. Jordy Nelson was slurping up his pre cum like a dog left too long without water. Josh Jones looked down at the greedy, hungry jock slut before him, and let his eyes trail along the broad, powerful, pale back of the cocksucker before his gaze came to rest on the legendary ass of the legendary wide receiver. Slipping his hands off the vet's scalp and sliding them into place along the flaring upper back of the kneeling stud, the rookie safety began to hunch himself over.
Jordy felt the cock on his tongue begin to slide further inside him, felt the pressure of his face fucker's pelvic bone press harder against his face, mashing his nose as the big, rough palms of the stud safety slid further down a long his spine before coming to rest at the small of his back, tantalizingly close to his muscular ass. The veteran wide receiver hoped that the desperate, pleading moan would be understood by the rookie safety. The smack that answered his gasping request came as a shock to the fuck addled mind of Jordy Nelson. The greater shock came as the Packer vet realized he was hitching his bitch ass up for more of the same. Jordy Nelson felt pre cum pulsing out of him each and every time that Josh Jones smacked his muscular, and now burning, ass.
A final, powerful smack echoed through the showers (and Jordy's lust drunk brain) as the hand that administered it dug deep into the aching muscle and pulled it sharply away from it's twin. The invasion came too quickly for Jordy to prepare himself as two long, thick fingers stormed their way knuckle deep into his ass. The veteran's breath was choked off as the massive cock splitting his face drove once again fully into him. Bull nuts pressed against his chin as his nose was smashed against the sharpness of his face fucker's pelvis. Two fingers ravaged his ass deeply, laying claim to his guts as if they had always belonged there. The powerful hand pulling his ass cheeks apart dug deeper and harder into the muscle as a third thick digit of the other hand sank inside him joining the other two. The rookie safety then spread those three fingers and began a sawing motion in and out of the veteran wide receiver's aching jock ass.
Had he been capable of lying to himself, Jordy Nelson would have insisted that his own scrambling grip on the powerful glutes of Josh Jones, and the desperate, swiveling grind of his own muscular ass against the safety's fingers were an attempt to flee from this place of abject debasement. As it was, the veteran Packer knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that his motions were undertaken in pure, lustful greed.
Jordy Nelson needed Josh Jones' cock impaling his throat, needed his powerful, thick fingers stretching his cunt wide, more than he had ever needed anything in his entire life.
And if the few, miniscule gasps of air he was able to draw in with his gasps proved insufficient, and he died here, now, in this place, under these circumstances, he would die a happy man. A man constantly on the edge of orgasm under the godlike ministrations of the jock stud hunched over him, enveloping him in base, powerful desire.
Part 2
Josh Jones was surprised at how easily he threw Jordy Nelson off his usual game. The stud wide receiver was usually so sure-footed, so able to quickly change his trajectory in the face of an opponent, that the rookie safety figured he would have to work harder at getting the vet into his next desired position. As it was, the 6'3" blond stud barely had time to turn his head before his shoulder and chest crashed against the wall of the shower.
Jordy was disoriented by the suddenness of it all, feeling almost as if the earth was falling away under his feet. One minute he was wrapped up in muscular flesh, impaled orally by a massive cock and anally by three thick fingers, the next he was turning through space and being flung into the wall. The slick wetness of the tile proved difficult to steady himself against, and even as he was grappling for purchase with his hand, he felt himself slipping dangerously sideways and was only barely able to plant a foot in order to hold himself upright. His teammate, the stud rookie safety, had quickly and forcefully spread the wide receiver's legs with his feet, and moved heavily in between the splayed thighs and over the hunched back. The sharp intake of breath by the still precariously perched blond would have easily been mistaken for pure and utter fear, and truth be told there was some fear mixed in. But for Jordy, the fear was tinged deliciously with lustful anticipation, with base need and even baser desire.
For his part, Josh Jones read his teammate's desperate gasp for exactly the latter. His fingers still up the clenching jock hole of Jordy, his own cock slick with Nelson's spit and his own oozing cock snot he began to move toward his goal in the space of barely two rapid heartbeats. Moving his fingers out as his broad, flaring crown made contact with the winking entrance of the jock slut now hitching himself back toward his doom.
The two Packer studs moved together in mutual want, Josh entering Jordy even as the older man drove himself back onto the invading cock of his rookie teammate. By the time the coupling had completed itself in a flesh smacking crash of union, Jordy had his hands pressed onto the slick tile in front of himself and had pushed his muscular frame back against Josh's own powerful jock body. The crashing of his teammate's pelvic bone against Jordy's thick glutes was announced by the slapping of wet flesh against wet flesh. The wide receiver ground himself hard against the safety as he let slip a howling moan at his impalement. The drawn out exclamation of 'fuuuuuuuuuuck' whispered into his ear by Jones was accepted like a long sought reward of achievement. The twist of the wide receiver's hips against the groin of the young safety was met with the ultimate reward. With the one thing that Jordy needed now more than anything.
Jones did not loosen his grip as his hands made their way off of Nelson's broad shoulders. The fingers maintained the painful dig into the supplicant's flesh as they trailed along the wide muscular back, down the deep valley along the spine, over the mounds of muscle that made up one of the most legendary asses in the NFL, and then sunk deeper and harder into the flesh and sinew there, holding the fully fucked jock stud irrevocably in place. The stud rookie tore himself back from the grinding of the jock ass wrapped around his cock, pulling himself out completely and then tearing back inside Jordy's greedy body almost before the wide receiver registered it. Slamming eight and a half thick inches of rookie cock into his veteran bitch of a teammate.
Jordy's muscle cunt balked at the re-invasion just as Josh had hoped. The younger man felt the quivering of the internal muscles along the entire length of his shaft as he drove full tilt into the older. The first handful of fuck strokes that followed the initial two tearing invasions were no less insistent or forceful, but the were dished out slower, almost teasing Nelson with the length of time it took to feel himself impaled fully once again. The vet felt helpless against the strength of the rookie. No matter how desperately he tried to push his needy ass back onto the cock, Jones managed to hold him away, controlling the strokes on his own terms with surprising assuredness. Jordy didn't even hear his own debased pleas at first, didn't even remember thinking he should, in fact, beg.
But there they were. And he very much was.
"fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..."
What started as whispers rose in volume, what started as staccato bursts of desperation drew out into epically long gasps of hope and desire.
"pleeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssssssse! FUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKMEEEEEEEEEE!"
Josh Jones almost took pity on the man bent over before him. Almost thought that if he answered the desperate please of the older man, that the vet would break. The wide receiver's arms, pressed hard against the wall and straining to hold him back against the power fuck he needed were a mass of knotted muscle that could easily lead to strains if not tears. The quivering of the powerful runner's legs pressed against his own hinted that the wide receiver could just as easily crumple to the ground as into the wall. The kind of fuck that Jordy had so eagerly set himself up for might very well be too much for the veteran to withstand. The kind of fuck that Josh had so wanted to drive into the vet since before he had ever even been drafted by the Packers might knock the wide receiver out of the game, and therefore, the team out of even the remotest shot at the playoffs. The rookie safety knew with every fiber of his being that he should back off. Should do everything he could to shift this fuck into safe, but still satisfying, mode. It would, after all, be an easy and safe shift to move them both to their knees on the floor. Far more stable for them. Certainly more prudent for the kind of fuck the rookie needed desperately into the veteran.
Josh Jones kicked Jordy Nelson's left leg farther away from his right and dug his fingers impossibly deeper into the muscle flesh under them. Catching sight of his teammate securing a tentative grip on the soap rack of the shower stall, he bent his knees further and let as much of his weight as he dared hang off Jordy's backside. The rookie fucked himself back up into the veteran's hungry jock cunt, knocking a squeaky gasp out of the older man with each assault he inflicted on the willingly surrendered ass.
Each thrust of the massive cock inside him forced a moaning squeal out of Jordy Nelson as Josh Jones pummeled him deep and hard. Stretched wide by the immense thickness of the safety's shank, the wide receiver shuddered at the near constant abuse of his prostate. This was the type of fuck that Jordy loved more than anything. This was the type of fuck he had never had from Clay. The type of fuck that he only ever got from Aaron after deliberately teasing the stud QB into a frenzy of actual anger. As he felt his own seven and a half inch prick slapping against his abs every time the safety's bull nuts crashed against his own, he knew that he had probably not been this hard in years. He knew he was leaking pre cum like a sieve. Knew that it would only be a matter of minutes before his cum painted the tile wall in front of him. Knew that the force of the orgasm soon to be fucked out of him would leave his balls aching for days to come.
And he was fucking grateful for it!
Josh Jones deftly shifted his stance wider, moving his feet to just outside of Jordy's he rose up just an inch or so behind his teammate. Keeping his left hand dug painfully into the flesh of the vet's ass, he slid his right around and firmly gripped the iron hard flesh of the stud wide receiver as he continued his punishing attack of deep, sharp thrusts and savage withdrawals in and out of the ruined but still greedy jock cunt.
Jordy hadn't even fully registered the choking grip on his cock until it was yanked back away from his body with a sharp and nearly ball crushing yank. Josh squeezed down hard on the column of jock flesh with a strangling grip, releasing it again just as suddenly as his own hard cock tore once again through the battered jock snatch of his teammate. Repeating the action with each pile driving thrust of his cock into Jordy's clutching channel, the bottom's shank slapped harder and harder against the bitch's abs with every stroke.
The cock inside him was driving in and sawing it's way back out with increasing speed. Jordy's legs were aching with the strain of holding himself upright. By rights, the added weight of his rookie stud ass fucker should have left him crumpled and bruised on t he floor in a bleeding, retching mass.
Jordy used every ounce of strength left in his limp noodle arms to push himself back against the punishing fuck of his god like teammate. His prostate was throbbing in lust addled agony, his aching cock spewing out pre each time the battering ram of a cock tore it's way back into his jock cunt. His mouth and throat were painfully dry, his guttural moans long since shifting over to rasping, wheezy gasps ab abject need. The thrusts into his over taxed body were as sure and strong as ever, ripping there way through his ass. They were also sharper and longer. Josh Jones was determined to power fuck a load out of his jock bottom bitch before he unleashed his own load into the cunt like a perversely soothing balm. Jordy felt his load pulsing in his balls, readying itself menacingly. He felt it rising unrelentingly through him. Another twisting, driving thrust across his prostate sent it flying. His cock swelling till it felt the skin would split, exposing the veins underneath.
Josh Jones sank his teeth sharply into Jordy Nelson's shoulder, feeling the flesh there give way between them, tasting the coppery tang of his teammates blood under the nearly torn skin. The pulsing clutch of Jordy's muscle cunt around his cock was greeted with the violent swelling of his shaft. The rookie felt the rumbling pulses of the veteran's load firing out of him and heard the sharp contact of the first three blasts against the tile wall.
"Gonna fuckin seed ya, bitch!"
Jordy felt the warmth of Josh's thick, copious load pouring into his happily ruined cunt. Four massive blasts erupted inside him, followed by three smaller pulses, those last accompanied by aftershock tremors coursing through his stud top's muscular body. Through heavy lidded eyes, Jordy saw the amount of cum he had painted the wall in front of him with, and lower, on the floor between his feet the remnants of the last couple of pulses as they hit the tile, finally tearing themselves free of his exquisitely sensitive cock head.
Behind those droplets another few inches, he saw the drops heavier still. Bearing pungent witness to the overloaded nature of his ass as the rookie cum was forced back out, around the still grinding jock shaft inside his temporarily sated jock cunt.
The shifting, rising movement of his teammate brought a bittersweet closure to the rut as he felt the still massive cock slipping out of him, and watched another massive dollop of rookie sperm slip from his ass to the floor. Jordy Nelson whimpered at the sudden emptiness he felt. The scraping teeth along his should shifted into a tonguing caress, he felt Josh's exhale of satisfaction along the nape of his neck. The two men began to rise slowly, even though no longer coupled, as one.
The applause shocked them both into attention. Turning sharply toward the sound they saw Aaron and Clay smiling cheshire grins.
"You two sluts get dressed, first rounds on me tonight." was Aaron's jovial command.
"Maybe we should hit your place, rather than a bar, A." Clay added, winking toward the rookie safety.
"Sounds like a plan" Aaron said as he and Clay turned and started walking away. "You two coming?"
Jordy and Josh sprinted toward their lockers.