This story is based on true events. Names have been changed, some things added and redacted for the sake of story telling
Austin Williams was fifteen years old and just starting high school. Having transferred from another school district he was excited to make new friends and have new experiences. Austin was lucky because he was a natural athlete. He had already endured football two-a-days with ease and met some cool people along the way, which made the first day of class less intimidating. He was looking forward to school.
Nevertheless, Austin managed to be 15 minutes late for his english class. He walked in as the teacher was going over the syllabus. Immediately all eyes turned to Austin as the door shut noisily behind him. Turning red hot, and instantly sweaty, he met eyes with Mr. Healy and mouthed `sorry'. Healy responded with a judging icy stare that made Austin feel squirmish.
"I got lost!" he blurted nervously.
"Take a seat young man, or do you need help finding that too?" Healy replied.
What little confidence Austin had at the beginning of the day was now gone. This coldness happened to Austin frequently. He was a good looking kid. Muscular build, 5'9 , 160 lbs, Caramel skin, full pouty lips, curly brown hair, strong jawbone with a subtle cleft chin, and deep brown eyes, topped with long eyelashes that made him the envy of all the girls he knew. He was beautiful, so much so, that everyone assumed he knew it and wore it with a sort of arrogance or entitlement. He found that adults either treated him extremely nice or extremely cruel.
It was actually sort of funny because Austin was the opposite of arrogant. He was quite timid and shy, despite his jock status. This was probably attributed to the fact that he was secretly attracted to guys. He never felt comfortable in his own skin.
Austin looked around the room and spotted a familiar face, Toby. He made his way to a seat nearby. Toby played football with Austin on the freshman team, they shared a locker as full lockers were reserved for JV and Varsity. Toby was white, about 5'7, 150 lbs with dirty blond hair and big blue eyes. Toby was the definition of country and rough around the edges, he had a crudeness to him that Austin found really hot. Toby often walked around the locker room without a towel and wore a jock strap whereas the majority of guys were wearing compression shorts. Toby lacked insecurities about his body that seemed to plague the high school boys his age, he didn't give a fuck, he was a man. Austin found Toby to be a little dim but it didn't matter because he could tell Toby was real and a good person, he also had a big goofy smile and a hearty laugh that made Austin feel electric.
Austin took his seat and shot a glance to Toby who responded with one of his infamous toothy grins. Austin melted. He couldn't stop thinking about Toby's ass inside of his jockstrap after practice earlier this morning. His ass was a proper bubble butt, each white cheek a perfect semi-circle that Austin wanted to take a bite of. His thick thighs and calves along with his godly ass were covered in sun kissed blond hairs. Austin began to think about the pouch of the jockstrap and what it was holding. He had seen it plenty of times after two a day practices but was reliving its' unveiling in his head like a movie. Toby's cock. It was about 5 inches flaccid but the real beauty lay in its' girth. Toby had a fat dick. It was circumcised which accentuated the head of his penis, a perfect mushroom tip. Austin couldn't help but think about Toby's cock fucking a pussy, he knew its' width must drive them crazy. His mind started visualizing Toby standing over a gapped open girl on her back, his thick veiny cock loosening her up with each thrust of his hips, seeing his perfect fury ass from behind as it contracted and released, his balls slapping against her ass and wet pussy...
Austin could feel his dick growing in his jeans.
He was brought back to reality by the rustling of papers and the sound of desks moving.
"Are you coming?"
He looked up to see Toby staring at him, looking slightly puzzled. That made the two of them. He hadn't realized he spent all of class thinking of Toby. He hadn't even written anything on the pieces of blank paper in front of him, it was now lunch time.
"uh-yeah. I'll find you in the courtyard, go ahead without me"
"Alright man, catch you later" Toby said as he turned to leave.
Austin had a boner and didn't want to make it obvious. He took his time collecting his papers in hopes it would go down. With the class gone, it left him alone with Mr. Healy. Just as Austin was about to grab his bag and make for the door he called to him.
"Mr. Williams" Healy said.
"Yes, Mr. Healy." Austin responded, sounding defeated. He knew whatever he was about to hear probably wasn't good.
"Your coaches told me about you, they say you have real varsity potential. The best on the freshman squad" Healy said flatly.
"Oh thank you I-- " he began shyly, but was cut short.
"Mr. Williams, if you wish to play varsity football you need to take your school work seriously. That includes coming to class on time and taking notes. Coaches want players they can depend on, not someone they have to babysit."
Austin looked straight into his eyes. He hadn't realized it before but Mr. Healy was handsome. He was black, 6'2 , with short black hair and dark brown eyes, and roughly 200 pounds of muscle. Austin wasn't sure but he seemed to be in his early thirties. He was wearing grey chino pants that made his muscular ass pop and a white button down shirt that accentuated his pecs and arm muscles. He had a goatee and accompanying mustache, this brought attention to his big lips. Austin imagined what it would be like to kiss them, to be wrapped in his big strong arms as Mr. Healy stuck his tongue in Austin's mouth and...
"Mr. Williams are you listening to what I'm saying?" Healy yelled, bringing Austin back to reality.
"Yes, Mr. Healy!" Austin managed sheepishly.
"I along with the rest of your teachers will be watching you per the request of your coaches. We expect a lot out of you, don't screw up" said Healy.
"Yes sir, I understand. I will do my best" replied Austin.
"You can start by making it to class on time" and with that Mr. Healy grabbed his coffee mug and walked out of the classroom leaving Austin to himself.
"It's going to be a long year" Austin muttered as he grabbed his things and left.
As Austin walked to the cafeteria he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed, this is not how he planned his first day. He had been spending so much time with the guys on the team, on the field, in the showers... He found himself constantly horny, how could he not? He was practically surrounded by sweaty naked guys on daily basis. Austin had all but mastered how to steal covert glances of his teammates junk. This left him with the need to masturbate more than usual. It was affecting him mentally and already affecting him in school. It was why he was late...
EARLIER THAT DAY
Austin twisted the right knob for hot water. He stuck his big toe out and let the water hit it. Freezing. The school's hot water sucked, this problem was exacerbated by the fact that the varsity coach intentionally let the older guys out of practice early so they got first dibs on whatever hot water there was. Although the cold water sucked it would at least keep his erections at bay. The showers were nothing more than a square room with spouts coming out of the walls. Everyone's goods were on display.
Austin was just about done shampooing his hair when he felt a warm hand on his ass.
"What the hell man!" he opened his eyes to see Joe Martinez giving him a playful smile.
"Lets have a cock fight" he said grabbing his 7 inch uncut flaccid dick and waving it at him imposingly.
Joe was only a freshman but already a good 5'10 and had the facial hair of a 30 year old man. He was hairy. Everywhere. He had the body of a brown greek statue. He was also straight as an arrow. Joe was definitely one of those people that knew he was beautiful, a cocky son of a bitch. However, this seemed to work for him and everyone wanted to be his friend.
"Put that thing away, man. People will start to think you're gay" Austin said cooly.
"Haha fuck you! You and everybody else knows that I get more pussy than anyone else on this team combined" Joe shot back.
It was true, Joes sexual escapades with the girls were always a hot topic in the locker room. In truth Austin knew that Joe was straight, which turned him on. Joe was one of those people that liked to say and do crass things to make you uncomfortable and get a reaction. He was a real meathead.
"Whatever man, showers yours" Austin said as he grabbed his towel, wrapped it around him, and walked away.
"Aww Austin come back, I wasn't done with that cute jiggly booty of yours" He yelled jokingly.
Austin could feel his cock rising against his thigh and it took everything in him to keep his mind from thinking about Joe's hand on his ass and his thick uncut cock waving around. It didn't help that walking through the field house was basically like navigating a maze of naked guys to get to his locker. And the whole place smelt like man musk and testosterone, which drove him wild. He got to his locker to find Toby already dressed, the image of Toby's initial undressing would have to do. Half disappointed and half relieved, he proceeded to do the same.
"Are you ready for english" Toby asked. They had already compared schedules and were relieved to have Mr. Healy together.
"As ready as I'll ever be, I hate writing" Austin said laughing.
Austin finished dressing and grabbed his backpack.
"First period doesn't end for another 5 minutes but coach said we can go ahead an make our way to the school" Toby offered.
"Oh thats alright, I actually have some problems with my schedule that I have to get sorted out at the office" Austin lied.
"Go ahead without me." he said, averting his eyes.
Austin was feeling hornier than usual and figured he would use the extra time to jack off in the field house after everyone had left. All the coaches had other classes to teach so he would have the locker room all to himself. He made his way to the furthest bathroom stall, sat and waited for the hustle and bustle to die down. When it sounded like the coast was clear he made his way back to his shared locker. His dick already hardening thinking about what was going to happen next.
He quickly undid the combination lock and shot his eyes immediately to Toby's side. It had to be here somewhere. Underneath Toby's freshly sweaty socks lay Toby's jockstrap. Toby always used his jockstraps for two days before washing them. Today was day two and Austin was not about to pass up his chance to get a good sniff.
Austin hastily took off his jeans and shirt. He did not like to feel restricted when he masturbated, he wanted full range of motion, he was going to make this one count. Then maybe he could stop having erections and focus. Austin made his way to a nearby bench where he laid down on his back, feet touching the ground. He aggressively spit in his left hand and greedily took hold of his hard 7 inch cock. He placed the jockstrap with the pouch over his face. The dampness touching his light brown cheeks. He inhaled deeply. It was fucking heaven. He pounded away at his veiny dick, only thinking about Toby and what he would do to his cock. Austin thought about what it would be like to suck Toby's fat dick. How he would gag and how Toby wouldn't care and keep fucking his throat, because he was a man, and Austin his bitch. Austin grabbed his soft nipples, removing the jock strap from his face. He could still smell Toby on him and he fucking loved it. He sucked on his his right middle finger getting it nice and wet, then found his tight boy hole and prodded at its opening delicately. He couldn't help but talk to himself as he did this.
"Yeah, I want your fucking fat cock in my hole" He whispered to himself.
Once again putting the jockstrap over his face, sniffing ferociously. He continued jackhammering his dick
"I want you to pound my tight boy cunt"
And with that he forced the finger into his hole, wincing at the pain. He kept the motion going, finger fucking his ass while stroking his dick. He was now thrusting his hips into the air feverishly, his ass cheeks jiggling every which way, trying his best to grind on his finger. Austin once again grabbed the jockstrap and put it over his face, he extended his slender pink tongue to taste it. Toby undeniably tasted like man.
"I need your fucking cock baby" he said in a husky tone, eyes rolling in the back of his head.
His dick was now bright red from the beating it was taking
"I'm your bitch boy!"
Inhaling for one last time, taking in Toby's heavenly stink, he shot his load. The first shot reaching his nipple, the second below his sculpted pec, the third on his belly button and the last of it pooling just beneath his stomach.
With his left hand he scooped it up as best he could and opened his mouth to feed it to himself. Savouring every drop like a good cunt boy should. He licked his lips and enjoyed the saltiness of his teenage spunk. He couldn't help himself and reached for Toby's jock strap one last time, bringing it to his sweaty face and relishing it as if it were some sort of drug. Austin still had his finger in his ass so he slowly pulled it out, shivering, exhausted. He lay there naked for a second closing his eyes in ecstasy, when he heard a loud voice.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!!?"
Austin looked up petrified as he met eyes with Joe Martinez. Unable to move, unable to speak, his now flaccid dick still leaking cum.
"Oh shit, what have I done?" he thought.
END OF CHAPTER 1
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