Date: Sat, 14 Mar 2009 12:01:54 -0400
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Subject: Linebackers 13

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Linebackers 13 - Caveman


As the football players walked out on the field for practice, Jacob
noticed there was a new player talking to Coach Cosgrove. Or, at
least, what he thought was a new player. It was a hot day, and Jacob
had to squint in the sun as he looked at the new kid talking to the
big, beefy coach. He was already sweating in his full pads and uniform
under the hot sun. He had never seen this guy before. He looked to
Jacob like he was about 6'1" and a big guy; he figured the kid might
be able to throw some of his big weight around the field pretty well.
The second thing he noticed, after his size, was his hair; he had
brownish-reddish hair, but it was long, and his beard was the same
color. "He looks like a caveman," Jacob thought. He wondered if he was
hairy any other places, and figured he must be. He wasn't sure why,
but ever since he'd jerked off with Kevin, he found himself wondering
if guys were hairy under their clothes. He'd seen the whole football
team naked, so he knew about all them, but this was new.

The new student and the player talked, and Jacob saw him head inside
the building. The guys were standing around talking when they heard
the Coach's whistle, and they knew what that meant; get in formation
and start the warm-ups.

Jacob was sweating like a bitch already. All 265 pounds of him was
sweating, and he always brought a few sweatbands or handkerchiefs to
practice so he could switch them out when they got too wet. His bald,
shaved head didn't help anything; all the sweat ran down his head, all
over his face. He wished he had more body hair like some of the other
guys to soak up some of the sweat.

Once the team started running drills, Jacob was in the zone. He loved
football practice. He loved blocking, tackling, and the feeling of
being on the team. At one point, he looked over and saw the new kid
coming out of the building in full uniform. He watched the team with
the coach for a while while they scrimmaged, and the whole time the
coach was pointing out things and talking to him.

Coach Cosgrove only referred to his players by number at practice.
Coach yelled, "47 coming in! 53, over here!" The new kid was number
47, and he put on his helmet and ran onto the field. He moved over as
an outside linebacker, and another linebacker, Josh, ran over to the
coach.

After a few minutes, it was clear to Jacob that this new kid was good.
He was moving quickly but he was a solid wall when he needed to be.
Jacob was impressed, and he was glad to have him on the team.

After practice, the guys headed in to the shower. Jacob wanted to meet
this new kid, so on the way off the field, he found 47 and went over
to him. They both took off their helmets, and Jacob stuck out his
hand. "Hey, I'm Jake," he said, and the kid grabbed his hand with an
almost bigger hand and said, "Hey, I'm Mark."

"Cool, you new?"

"Yeah, I just moved here. My dad got a new job."

The two guys talked on the way in, mostly small talk. Mark moved in
from a few hours away, so he didn't know much about the town or the
school, and Jacob answered some questions for him. Jacob was
surprised; he was usually a shy person, but it was easy to talk to
this guy for some reason. He found out Mark was in eleventh grade and
played football and wrestled, also - 265 pound weight class.

The team got in the locker room, and Mark said to Jacob, "I don't have
a locker - I just left all my clothes in the equipment room when Coach
sent me in." "There are a few empty lockets by me," said Jacob. The
two big jocks walked towards the back of the locker room where Jacob's
locker was.

Jacob stripped down to just his pants and sat on the bench between the
lockers. He looked down at his big upper body; he could never tan at
all for some reason, so he was pretty much white all year round. His
smooth chest and stomach were shiny with sweat. A little bit of hair
was growing down into his pants. He wished he had more.

Mark was undressing as they were talking. Jacob had sat down to rest
for a second, and he was a little behind Mark, and looked up. Mark had
taken off his shirt, and Jacob's eyes widened. He saw two patches of
reddish-brown hair on the new kid's back, in the center on both sides.
It wasn't a lot, but it was starting to grow in. He looked down and
saw some curlier hairs disappearing into Mark's pants.

Mark knew Jacob was behind him, and turned around, saying, "Yeah, I'm
a hairy fucker..." to his new friend. Mark was always a little
self-conscious taking off his shirt, but doing it around other fat
guys always made him feel a little better. He had been teased by a few
kids at his old high school, so he was still kind of sensitive about
it. Mark figured if he made a joke about it first that might make it
better.

Jacob heard what Mark said, but it took him a second to take in Mark's
body when he turned around. Mark was a hulk of a guy, with a big chest
and a big belly. He had already noticed the roundness of the sides of
his stomach, and now Jacob saw all the hair on his chest. And Mark had
a lot. The same reddish brown hair on his head, face and back covered
his chest, creeping up on his shoulders a big, and down around his big
round belly, pretty far towards his sides. Jacob looked up to see that
the hair almost connected to the new guy's beard, which was messy but
clipped short.

Jacob realized Mark had said something and snapped out of his daze.
"Eh, it's cool...whatever, can't do anything about it..." Jacob
realized he wasn't making a lot of sense but figured the new guy
wouldn't pick up on it. Which he didn't - neither of these guys were
the brightest.

Mark nodded and sat down to remove his shoes. Jacob took off his
pants, sitting in just his jockstrap. He was getting a little harder,
being almost naked around this hairy beast; he got nervous about that,
and closed his big thighs a little to keep his jock pouch from
extending too far. Mark was wearing just his football pants and
started talking to Jacob about a new app he had for his iPhone to play
fantasy sports, and the two got to talking about sports and the NFL
for a while, sitting on the bench in the back of the locker room.

"Shit, we better go," said Jacob, realizing they had been talking for
ten or fifteen minutes, having lost track of time. Jacob stripped off
his jock, his cock having deflated a bit, and grabbed his towel and
headed to the big shower room.Their school was old, and they had the
old, large tiled shower room with 22 nozzles hanging from the walls
around the outside.

Jacob was coming in as his friends Sam and Dustin were leaving, and it
was just him and Dustin's brother, Ryan. As Jacob got wet under the
water, Ryan left, and passed Mark coming into the shower room. There
were only two ways in and out and no other way to see in, and Jacob
turned around as Mark stepped in. Mark had his towel slung over his
left shoulder, and Jacob took a quick glance to see Mark's dick - it
looked like it was uncircumsized , with an extra bit hanging over his
head. He was just as hairy down there, and a lot of hair was growing
over his balls. Jacob turned away as Mark approached a shower around
the corner from Jacob, and Jacob pretended to rinse his chest,
breathing deeply, trying to keep from getting hard.

He thought about baseball for a few seconds, and finally Jacob could
tell his dick wasn't going to get hard. He got some soap from the wall
dispenser to wash his bald head and his face. He quickly glanced over
to see Mark's back and his big ass; Mark's crack was full of hair.
Jacob felt his cock jump a bit as he rubbed his face with the soap.

Jacob rinsed off his face and blinked a few times - he wasn't sure,
but he thought maybe he saw that the extra skin hanging over Mark's
dick head wasn't there anymore. Mark started asking Jacob about the
school; just small talk about teachers and classes.

Jacob was having trouble answering the questions; between him being
naked and this big hairy guy being naked, he was nervous he was going
to get hard. But Jacob didn't have to worry. Mark turned as he was
talking about his old English teacher, and he was scrubbing his dick,
pulling back the foreskin to clean under the head. He did this for
about twenty seconds, and when he was done, his dick was almost hard;
it always happened when he cleaned out his foreskin. It wasn't sexual
or anything, he figured, it was just all that rubbing.

Jacob was transfixed, watching Mark wash under the hood. Mark saw
Jacob watching and sheepishly smiled and said, "Yeah, it does that
when I wash it."

"No it's....cool..." said Jacob, his own dick starting to harden. He
couldn't help it at this point; this big hairy guy was playing with
his dick and getting hard in front of him, even if it wasn't sexual,
and it was just too much for him.

Mark smiled and said, "Takes a while to go down, but you know how that
is. I broke up with my girlfriend when I moved here. She wanted to try
the long distance thing but..."

Jacob grinned and nodded. Mark's dick hadn't deflated, and Jacob's
dick was now just as hard. "Fuck it," he figured.

Mark's dick wiggled from side-to-side as he turned to get soap to wash
his face. Mark's eyes were closed, and Jacob had a while to stare at
Mark's body. The water had caused all Mark's body hair to get wet and
stick to his skin, and he looked even hairier now. His foreskin was
covering about half his dickhead; he looked like he was only about 5
or 6 inches and an average width. His cock curved upwards, towards his
belly.

Jacob was lost when Mark rinsed off his face. Mark watched Jacob stare
for a second and said, "You OK?"

"Yeah it's....cool...." said Jacob. "Fuck, you're hairy, man."

"Yep, just like my dad," said Mark. "My old team called me "Caveman"
cause of the long hair and everything else" .He retracted his foreskin
to rinse it off one more time.

"That thing looks like a pain in the ass," said Jacob.

Mark said, "Nah it's not too hard..." and laughed a little at the
accidental pun. "Well, it now," he said. "I haven't gotten laid in
like, two weeks."

Jacob smiled. "Yeah, me either..."

"You wanna take care of some business?" Mark had jerked off with his
old football team twice; once at the end of each season. It was a
ritual at his school that no one ever talked about to anyone ever. It
was their secret thing, and the secret bonded them together, so no one
ever told anyone, and it had been happening every season at his old
school for 28 years and no one else but the team ever knew, not even
the coaches. He figured every school had something like that.

"What?" Jacob was taken off guard hearing this.

"You know, jerk it - the shower's the best place man, it all washes
down the drain!"

They had been in there a long time, Jacob figured; he didn't hear
anyone else still in the locker room. He was kind of nervous doing
that in front of this big hairy kid, but his dick didn't lie; it was
now rock hard, and Jacob looked down, smiling. "Sure, why not!"

Mark grinned and stepped under the water, leaning against the wall,
closing his eyes. Jacob saw him take his big hand and start working
his foreskin up and over his head. Jacob reached down and took his own
six and a half inch dick in his hands and started working it, slowly,
watching this big hairy hulk rub his own cock.

"Fuck, you're hairy," said Jacob. It just came out. Mark opened his
eyes and nodded. "Yeah man, it's a pain sometimes, kind of
embarrassing..."

Jacob said, "Nah, I always wondered what it would feel like." Mark
laughed and said "You wanna feel it?"

Jacob turned red. "No, I mean, on me."

"You want to feel it on you?" said Mark, laughing again.

Jacob laughed too, still embarrassed and said, "No I mean, I wonder
what it would feel like if I had a hairy chest."

"Well you can feel mine," Mark said jokingly, while both boys rubbed
their dicks.

"Really?"

Mark thought for a second. He was always embarrassed about his body
hair and his weight, but now this strong manly football player wanted
to know more about it, and that felt kind of cool. "Sure, I guess," he
said, hoping everyone was gone.

Jacob took a few steps towards Mark, his dick, which was now hard as a
rock, bobbing in front of him. He reached out towards Mark's chest and
first felt the warm water, and then felt Mark's warm skin. Jacob moved
his fingers around and felt the wet hairs running between his hands.
Mark had stopped jerking off and had his hands at his sides, his head
back, his eyes closed, letting Jacob run his left hand hand over his
big hairy chest. Jacob took his other hand off his dick and was now
rubbing Mark's chest. Mark opened his eyes and smiled and said, "Feels
like a massage..."

Jacob laughed and started to rub Mark's chest, massing the fat, muscle
and hair beneath his hands. Jacob's dick was dangerously close to
Mark's.

Jacob moved his hands out near Mark's chest, and the sides of them
rubbed Mark's big brown nipples, and his dick jumped and smacked
Jacob's own hard cock. Both boys looked down while Jacob kept rubbing.

Jacob ran his hands down Mark's big round sides, around to the front,
feeling the hair on his big stomach, and then down, into his pubes.
Jacob felt those for a second, then moved his right hand to Mark's
cock and his left hand down to his balls, which were hanging low from
the hot water. Mark sighed as he felt the hands on his dick and balls.

Jacob was transfixed by the sight in front of him; a big, hairy, wet
guy with a hard dick that Jacob was jerking off. Jacob fondled the
ball sack and felt the kid's hairy nuts, the whole time watching
Mark's dick, fascinated at the foreskin. "Pretty cool," said Jacob,
quietly under his breath, sort of to Mark but sort of to himself.

Mark thought he heard the kid say something, and opened his eyes to
see Jacob watching his uncut cock, the skin folding back and forth
over the head. Mark had an idea; he had always wanted to try
something. "Hey man, you wanna try something?"

"Sure," said Jacob - he wasn't sure what the kid wanted to try, but
whatever Mark wanted, he would probably do.

"OK, just stand still," said Mark. Jacob put his arms down to his
sides, and Mark leaned away from the wall. He stepped a little closer
to Jacob, their big bellies almost touching, and lined up their hard
dicks. Jacob's cut cock had a big bulging head, and Mark took his own
cock in his hand and pulled back his skin. He lined up their heads,
right up to each other, their piss slits touching, and Mark rolled his
ample foreskin over his own head, and the skin kept going right over
Jacob's dick, covering it about half way.

Jacob had started to breathe heavy. His dick jumped when he felt the
foreskin roll over it; it was a new sensation to him, and his dick
jumped out of Mark's foreskin. Mark fumbled around for a second and
gripped Jacob's dick for the first time. Jacob's big fat frame
shuddered, and Mark felt his cock flex and harden in his hand. He
pushed the dick down to meet his, and holding it, he slipped his
foreskin over Jacob's head again.

Both of the big boys were looked down at Mark manipulating the cocks
in his hands. He held Jacob's cock while he rolled his skin over his
own head, then about 3/4 of the way down Jacob's head. Jacob's head
was spinning. He'd never felt anything like this, not a blow job, not
fucking a chick, and it was awesome.

Mark like the feeling of this guy's head in his pouch, their dickheads
rubbing together. It was getting a little slippery with precum; they
weren't sure who's it was, but it was making things slippery.

Mark's bearded face was leaning in a little, and his forehead was
almost touching Jacob's forehead as they both looked down, Jacob
looking at Mark's hairy belly and Mark watching this guy's cock
disappear in his foreskin. Mark took his hands off the dicks to pull
his hair out of his face and around his ears, and he got some soap on
his right hand. He reached down to both dicks, using his left hand to
grab his own dick. He reached over with his right hand, gripping the
dick in his now soapy fist, holding it in place and locking his
foreskin over the head. With his right hand, he squeezed Jacob's dick
and started milking it, slowly, up and down with a tight pressure.
Jacob moaned a little quietly, feeling the big hand milk his cock, and
feeling the foreskin slip over his head, back and forth, the whole
time their dickheads rubbing against each other.

Jacob wanted to feel Mark again - he reached up and ran his hands over
Mark's hairy belly. He moved his hands up to the boy's chest, playing
with the hair, and over to Mark's nipples. His thumbnail scratched the
right nipple, and Jacob felt the nipples harden. He took them both
between his index fingers and thumbs and starting pinching them
lightly, rubbing them and flicking them.

Mark was enjoying feeling this big linebacker's hands on his nipples,
and he knew he was about to shoot. He squeezed Jacob's cock harder and
started working the foreskin faster and faster. "I'm gonna..." was all
that Mark could said.

"Yeah, I...."said Jacob, breathless, looking at the hair on Mark's
upper chest, noticing how it crawled up his neck towards his beard.

Jacob groaned, and Mark felt his dick get harder, if that was even
possible. He felt it jump once or twice, and had one last idea; he
squeezed his foreskin fully over Jacob's cockhead and held it there,
continuing to milk his friend with his right hand. Mark felt a wetness
inside his foreskin and knew Jacob was cumming, and held his cock in
place as it shot five or six shots of white cum, the jizz mixing with
their dickheads in the pouch. Some of the white cum was leaking out
the bottom, dropping on the shower floor.

Jacob's big chest was heaving and shaking as he was coming down off
his orgasm. Mark retracted his skin and let go of Jacob's cock as it
kept dripping cum. Jacob stepped back a couple times, leaning against
the wall.

"Damn," said Mark. "That was crazy,"

Jacob barely heard him but nodded, opening his eyes and looking at the
wet, hairy guy in front of him. He wanted to help his new friend out.
He walked over to Mark and put his hand on his chest, pushing him back
against the wall, and squatted down so Mark's dick was eye level.
Jacob took his cock in his hand and started to jerk him off, and
reached up to his ball sack with his other hand, fondling his nuts.

Mark knew he wouldn't last long after what just happened. He looked
down at Jacob's shaved head and his hand, which was working his dick
and making it feel awesome. He felt Jacob's other hand creep down
under his nuts.

Jacob wanted to feel the hair on Mark's taint, to see just how hairy
it was; he wasn't disappointed, and he started playing with the hair
between Mark's balls and asshole. Mark liked the pressure he was
putting on that spot as he played with the hair down there. It pushed
him right over the edge.

"Dude, I'm gonna cum," Mark said, but he started shooting before he
could even start that sentence. The first shot was caught in Mark's
foreskin, but Jacob retracted his skin and held it back, and Mark's
next few shots went right over Jacob's right shoulder on the floor
behind him. The last spurt landed a nice white streak on the pale skin
of Jacob's shoulder, and the rest of the cum dribbled out of Mark's
cock.

Jacob sat back on the floor as Mark caught his breath. Mark opened his
eyes and looked down, grinning. "Wow, that's a new one for me..."

"Me too," said Jacob, not quite ready to talk about the fact that he'd
done stuff like that with Kevin and Cory.

"Better wash your shoulder man," said Mark laughing, as he turned
around to wash off his front. Jacob looked up at the kid's big ass,
which parted a little as he washed, and Jacob could see tons of hair
in the crack. He smiled, and got up to clean himself off too.