A HANCOCK EROTICA STORY
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The Tighter the Singlet Part One
Featuring: David Rizzo, Alec Harlow, Johnny Zhou, Mike Korll, Dovener Burrows, Matt Dumont, Clarence Swift
Whenever Colton Unified won a wrestling match, the senior boys on the team spent the night celebrating in Alec Harlow's finished basement. They hunkered down to drink, smoke, watch YouTube and YouPorn, and clown around as handsome young winners do. There was always some drunken argument or confession by the end of the night--but the boys were genuinely all for one and one for all.
David Rizzo had kept up his winning streak tonight. He was the team's ox--their built, unshakeable pillar. But at the moment he was probably just a downer. Sitting in his singlet on the couch, he sipped at a big cup of vodka in near silence.
It had been an odd week for him. He had broken up with his girl- friend on Monday--which was fine, really. It just left him extra horny. And wearing his wrestling singlet always made him horny, so tonight he was on the verge of popping. His nipples were shamelessly hard, and his teammates had already teased them with a few pinches. And he just couldn't get his boner to settle down. The singlet couldn't hide it, so for now David was casually resting his palm over the bulge. What really had him so distracted, though, was the thought of his new lab partner: Alden Link. The shy way Alden looked his body up and down as they worked next to each other. The way he pretended to get annoyed when David goofed around, and the little blush in his cheeks whenever David trapped him in a surprise hug or started massaging his shoulders. At first, all that was the same friendly teasing David gave everyone. But by Tues- day he had admitted it to himself: He loved touching Alden. And he wanted Alden to love touching him.
Next to David on the couch, Alec was squirming in place as he repacked a tall bong, and he tugged a bit at the legs of his singlet. When he passed the bong over to Johnny Zhou, Johnny hunched over in his armchair, snickering--Alec was hard, too. Full-on raging, basically. The tent in his singlet was so tight it looked like his cock was about to split through the fabric.
"Man," said Alec, "I really do love how these uniforms make me feel. Wish we could wear them everywhere, all the time!"
Alec might have been the most happy go lucky kid at Colton Uni- fied. So sweet and innocent seeming that anyone would let him march around with a huge boner. He was like a shaggy, stoned, sexy puppy. With a tight, bouncy ass. There--David's cock stiffened more under his palm.
"I hear ya ..." said David. "Well--do you think they'd do anything if we actually walked around in singlets at school? Cuz I'd do it tomorrow."
Realizing how he felt about Alden had changed the way David watched his teammates, too. Last night, jerking off in bed, he had let himself picture the whole team stripping off their uniforms together, groping each other's stiff dicks until someone offered up their asshole for everyone's cum.
"Yes! Let's do it--no way there's a rule about it. We look so hot in these, the school should force us to wear them every day."
David looked around the basement at everyone, and the shaft of his cock pushed harder against his palm. Across the room, Matt Dumont and Dovener Burrows were spotting each other on a barbell set--they had slipped out of their shoulder straps to go shirtless, with nothing left but tight fabric around their crotches and dangling straps. On the couch opposite David and Alec, Ryan Timbers and Clarence Swift were passing a handle of whiskey back and forth. Ryan was already drunk--still fully uniformed, he kept one hand slipped underneath his singlet to rub at his lean torso while he traded guffaws with Clarence. And Clarence, like always, had stripped off his singlet and tugged himself into a tight pair of briefs. He had one leg sprawled out over the cushions, his toes resting on Ryan's thigh.
"Sure, it'd be hot..." said Johnny through a billow of smoke. "But I'd have a huge boner all day, and there'd be no way to hide it! I mean, shit--I'm getting one now, too."
Johnny held the bong out toward Ryan while his free hand pinched at the fabric over his crotch--the outline of his dick was clearly growing.
"I see what's going on over there..." Clarence turned a wolfish grin toward Alec and Johnny while Ryan ripped the bong. He clutched his package and and gave it a rough shake. "Hey Alec, I challenge you--if I can wrestle your singlet off by the end of one period, you gotta give me a blow job."
Usually David refused to play along with games like this--Clarence always tried to push the team beyond their occasional circle-jerks. Nobody seemed to mind it like David always had. In the past he would have excused himself at this point--but not tonight.
"Fine," said Alec. He stood up from the couch, his dick stiff and springy in his singlet. "But if you can't, then you gotta blow me."
Clarence heaved himself up from the couch, ready and amped--his cock was swelling to full mast, barely fitting inside his show-off briefs. He moved to the old rug spread beside the sofas and hunched into neutral position. With his blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, his hardon strain- ing against his briefs, and his muscled arms, thighs and abs flexing, he looked like a wild Greek boy.
Johnny Zhou kept time, rubbing the long bulge at his crotch while he stood watch by the rug. Ryan, on the couch, was jostling his own crotch to nurse a growing hardon. And Matt and Dovener had strolled over from the barbells, singlets rolled down past their hipbones and bare torsos dewey with sweat. They both had pulled their cocks out, smirking shamelessly as they fondled themselves.
Clarence was taller, faster and more muscular than Alec. When their bodies first slammed together, Clarence held Alec and heaved his arms down to peel away his shoulder straps.
Alec barely resisted.
They grappled close together, and their stiff hardons rubbed at each other as Clarence tugged Alec's singlet down, exposing bare chest, hard nipples. They both grunted as Clarence threw Alec to the floor on his back--he mounted on top of him, and he grinded his hips between Alec's kicking legs while he continued to pull at the singlet. When he had pulled it down to Alec's hips, he tugged his cock out from his briefs and started thrusting hard against Alec.
Alec was breathing heavily--he stopped kicking when Clarence started to thrust, and his pushing against Clarence's chest lost force.
The other boys were laughing, hooting and cheering Clarence on. Ryan and Johnny had pulled their singlets down to their hips and tugged out their long hardons, and Matt and Dovener were stroking themselves slowly. David just watched from his spot on the couch, his singlet still tight over his chest and even tighter over his cock--it was so hard it ached.
Alec let out an odd groan under Clarence.
"Shit," he gasped, "just... just fuck me, Clarence."
Clarence froze in mid-thrust, and his lips spread into a grin. "What'd you say?"
"Come on," said Alec hungrily, "do it. Gimme your load."
There was a quiet pause in the room. Then Clarence pulled Alec's singlet down to his thighs. He clutched his legs and heaved them up into the air, exposing Alec's bubble butt. David caught a glimpse of his hole--pink, hairless, tight as a pinprick.
Still standing over them, Johnny took a bottle of lotion from the coffee table and passed it to Clarence. He squeezed some on Alec's hole--Alec gasped as Clarence slid a finger inside, stretching Alec's little pussy as he lubed his dick with his other hand.
Clarence had the biggest cock on the team. It was as long as Dovener's and as thick as David's. When he smacked its head against Alec's hole and started a slow, steady thrust inside, Alec yelped, nearly shouted, in pain--but he swallowed it, taking long breaths as Clarence pushed deep- er into him. When Clarence's hips met his ass, his cock buried right up to his balls, Alec moaned.
"Woah..." he said. "That's fucking amazing."
Clarence laughed, and he started thrusting hard and deep. He pounded Alec's hole without holding back, his face stony while Alec groaned beneath him. David could see Alec's pussy sucking at Clarence's shaft as it pumped in and out. He imagined it tight around his own cock, taking his cannon dick right up to his balls--and he heard himself groan, his cock twitching at the ghost sensation. David couldn't hold himself back much longer. He tugged the legs of his singlet way up, as far as they'd go toward his hips and groin, and finally he let himself pull out his cock to stroke it in the open. Alec was gasping, yelping under Clarence's pounding hips and muscles.
"Fuck..." panted Clarence through his thrusts. "You're a little virgin, aren't you?"
Clarence sneered as he pounded more and more wildly, and sud- denly he drilled deep, planting his cock into Alec's g-spot and grinding against him. He let out a grunting, raspy howl, shaking his head like an animal and sending sweat drops around the room. He raised himself up from Alec--his cock made a loud pop as it slid free--and he stepped aside so the guys could see his load in Alec's pussy. Bright white and thick, it was seeping from Alec's hole, about to dribble down his butt.
But Johnny Zhou swooped in to take Clarence's place. Holding his long cock steady over the fold of his singlet at his waist, he pressed its head against Alec's butt to catch the dribbling cum, and he pushed it back toward Alec's sticky hole. With one thrust, Johnny was balls deep in Alec, and Alec was gripping his bare shoulders, crying out--but John- ny muffled him with a hard kiss. Clarence, Matt, Dovener, and Ryan all whooped and hollered, braying at the sudden display.
It was common enough knowledge that Johnny and Alec shared a little more with each other than the rest of the team did. Alec was al- ways sucking Johnny's cock: in the locker rooms, if they thought no one was watching, and on the after school runs they always took together; on lunch break, when they'd go off campus to smoke pot; in the back of the local movie theater, or off in the trees by the river while the rest of their friends swam. If they had never fucked before, it was obvious Johnny had been dying to do it. He kept kissing Alec while he pounded into his hole, not letting his lips go until finally he reared up, trembling and moaning as he pumped his load deep inside Alec's pussy.
When he pulled out he lingered over Alec. Cum dripped from his still hard dick, landing right on Alec's puckering hole, and the two of them stared at each other in a way that made David fill with restless, hot jealousy.
"Well..." said Johnny as he stepped away from Alec. "Who's next?"
"Naw man, I'm ready to blow on his pretty face," said Matt. He swag- gered toward the mat, stroking his rock hard dick.
"Fuck, me too--I can't hold it in any longer," said Dovener.
He followed Matt to stand over Alec, and soon Ryan heaved himself up from the couch to join them as they worked their cocks above Alec's face.
David found himself standing up, too. But his eyes were on the white cream seeping from Alec's pussy. Almost mindlessly, he spat on his cock as he stepped toward Alec, and when he knelt in front of Alec's ass he felt warm skin and gooey cum against his shaft. Heart pounding, he grinded into the feeling, shifting his cock up and down the sticky crevice between Alec's buttcheeks. He locked eyes with Alec, who watched him expectantly, almost encouragingly, with a smile slowly spreading across his lips.
There was Alec's hole against his cock's swollen head. Cum-slathered, and still tight after taking Clarence's and Johnny's thick shafts--David thrusted inside. He sank as deep as he could go, and he felt a rush of but- terflies as he heard Alec gasp under him. Alec's hole was tighter than any girl's pussy he'd ever had. David had to wonder: was Alden Link just as tight? Tighter? As he pumped himself into Alec, he closed his eyes and pictured Alden, moaning naked beneath him and clasping at his pecs.
The next day, David walked into school wearing nothing but his singlet. He hadn't planned it with the guys--he had plans of his own today. In homeroom, Alec was wearing his usual flannel shirt and cargo shorts, and Clarence was in stained Carhartts and one of his ragged muscle shirts. Alec tossed knowing, shaggy-haired smiles toward David. Last night, David had ended up pumping three loads inside Alec's pussy, unable to pull out until all his pent up sex drive had emptied into Alec.
He did have to fight a hardon most of the day. With all his brawn on skin-tight display he attracted looks wherever he went. And whenever he caught someone looking, he couldn't help but imagine them under him, taking him. Well, not just anyone--he found himself ignoring the girls who ogled him. Instead he honed in on staring boys like Artie Bell, Shane Sorel, and Isaiah Silverman, boys whose little bodies would fit perfectly under him, whose little holes were probably the tightest on earth. Truth was, David didn't mind walking around school with a bit of a bulge.
When he strolled into Chemistry, he watched Alden stare as he walked toward their lab station. David made a blatant show of adjusting his bulge as he approached Alden. He walked right up behind the boy and wrapped his big arms around him, teasing as usual. He pulled him close, making sure his bulge pressed up against Alden's ass--he felt his cock grow a little warmer, harder.
Alden seemed about to protest, as usual, but whatever he was about to stay stuck in his throat. David could see his cheeks burn red.
"Hey lab buddy," said David.
He released Alden and stepped to his side, and he watched Alden's eyes scrape him up and down and linger on his bulge.
"You look... comfortable," said Alden.
"Oh yeah? You like the singlet look?"
"Well..." Alden was still blushing, but he managed to hold a poker face. "I guess so... I've always wanted to try one on."
"Aw, I bet you'd look great in one," said David. He pictured it now: Alden's sweet, strong swimmer's body in a tight red singlet, his piano fingers running over his own muscles through the fabric. "Ever thought of wrestling ?"
"No, no... I'm not much for competition."
"Really? I bet you'd like it," said David. "Maybe not on the team, but... I bet you like to tousle."
"Oh you do?"
David laughed and reached out to clasp Alden's shoulder. He kept his hand there, massaging Alden in hopes of some rise from the boy. David always loved Alden's little plays at defiance; they were too soft to ignore.
"Hey," said David, "we've got some diorama thing due on Friday, right? We should work on it at my place tonight--I'll show you some moves after. Maybe send you home with one of my old singlets."
Alden eyed David's fingers kneading into his shoulder. Then a smile crept through his lips--the knowing kind, like David had seen on Alec.
"Ok," said Alden. "...That could be fun."
To be continued
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