Date: Sun, 10 Feb 2013 14:49:23 -0500 (EST)
From: lovmexjiz@aol.com
Subject: Football Roadtrip Part 3

The next weekend got here and I hear a knock on the door.  When I answered
it, I only found Carl there with a 12-pak of beer.  He was glad to see me
and said that he hadn't brought the bags up yet because he wasn't sure he
was at the right house.  I asked Carl where the boys were and he said that
he had dropped them at the school to get ready for the game.  That made
sense as I invited him into my home.  I took the beer to the frig and
brought back two, one for him and one for me.  He had gone back to the car
for the boys bags and hauled them into my spare room.  I told him he could
have my bedroom, as I had half expected that he would be coming with his
wife and I would have the couch.  He put a little argument, but I insisted,
since he is a good 6 inches taller than me and I fit the couch better than
he would.  After downing the first beer, he asked if he might use my
shower, since he had come straight from work and would like to clean up
before the game.  As I went to get him a towel, he started undressing.
Before I could get him the towel he was stark ass naked and it was all I
could do not to stare at his dark Polynesian cock.  He headed for the
shower and I headed for the living room to drink my beer.  Twenty minutes
later he emerged from the shower and with no modesty stood before me drying
himself off, the whole time talking about the up coming game.  It was
obvious to me that the more he dried his nuts and flopped his dick around
that he was starting to grow wood.  He retreated to the bedroom and when he
returned he had a pair of cargo shorts on that showed way too much cock
going down his leg, a skin tight wife beater and flip flops.  Everything a
wet dream could want.  And after sucking down an additional beer, off to
the game we went.

The game went well for my nephews team and since they were so far ahead,
they pulled most of the seniors and let the younger guys play.  Both my
nephew and Carl's son (Mike, I finally learned his name) were excited since
they got to play and not warm the bench the whole time.  All was good until
right at the end of the 4th quarter, when Carl's son got kicked in the nuts
by a member of the other team.  We couldn't really tell if it was on
purpose or an accident, but it bent him over good and was pulled from the
game.  Carl on the other hand was feeling no pain from all the beers that
he had been sucking down, so I volunteered to take the boys home and he
could hang out with the friends from his home town that he was with.  On
the way home, I stopped and bought a couple of pizzas and sodas for dinner
when we got home.  My nephew kept laughing at Mike and telling him how his
face looked when he got kicked.  The banter continued all the way thru
dinner.  After dinner, Mike was going to take a shower and my nephew helped
clean up dinner.  As soon as my nephew got in the shower, Mike walks over
to me sitting on the couch and pulls down his tighty whites and asks me if
his balls looked ok.  I could tell they still hurt and being a young man,
you want nothing to go wrong with your balls.  I pulled him a little closer
and with one hand moved his 5 inch dick out of the way and with the other
hand, pulled his balls from between his legs and moved them around.  I
could feel his cock start to grow a little and he jumped each time I moved
his balls and he tells me that he has never had another guy touch his junk
before (what a lie, I had already sucked him). I truly could see nothing
out of the ordinary and if they were going to get black and blue, I could
not see that yet.  As he pulled up his shorts, my nephew emerged from the
shower and the two of them went off to bed.

I lay on the couch watching TV wondering when Carl would be getting back
and must have fallen asleep.  I wake up hearing Mike calling out to me.
Are you awake?  I told him yes as I came out my groggy state realizing why
I was on the couch and who was waking me up.  I asked him what the problem
was and he asks me to look at his nuts again because they really hurt.
This time when he came up to me, he stood very close and when he dropped
his shorts he was hard as a rock.  Here I am looking straight into his one
eyed snake that is ozzing precum.  He was close enough that all I would
have had to do was stick out my tongue and I would have been licking his
cock, but instead, I took the high ground and grabbed it in my right hand
and his balls in my left hand.  I may have "accidently" stroked him a time
or two and that is all it took.  He placed a hand on my shoulder, his balls
tightened up and he starts cumming all over me.  I instantly let go of his
cock and he grabs it and continues to pound out his climax all over my face
and undershirt.  As much as he shot all over me I know he had not cum since
I sucked him off a couple of weeks ago.  When he was done, he kept
apologizing and I laughed and said that at least his balls should feel
better.  I told him not to worry and to go to bed as I wiped the rest of
his cum off my face with the tail end of my undershirt.  To this day, I
don't know if this was a set up on his part to get me to suck his cock or
if it truly was an accident.

I pulled up my undershirt up over my face and as I breathed in Mikes spunk,
I started to jack my own cock, thinking about what just happened.  I was
just starting to really get going, when I heard Carl at the door.  I jumped
up to let him in and he starts into the house and stops.  He says that he
knows he smells like beer, but what was going on here that it smells so
funky.  I am sure he too could smell my shirt.  That was the end of the
conversation and he asked me if I wanted a beer and he heads to the kitchen
to get a couple.  He came back, handed me a beer and sits down.  He thanked
me for taking care of his kid (if only he knew) while he was with his
friends.  I then found out that he was from here and had several high shool
buddies that were still around and he reconnected with them.  I could tell
that he was really drunk and when he announced that he was going to the
bathroom, I was relieved to hear him pissing in the toilet instead of all
over the walls and floor.  He didn't immediately return and I was wondering
if he had fallen asleep when he emerges without the cargo shorts and flip
flops, just the wife beater and his boxer shorts.  As he sits down in the
chair opposite the couch, he pulls up his shorts a little and out of the
leg of the shorts comes his cock.  He kept scooting around in the chair and
each time he moved, more and more of his cock came out of the leg of his
shorts.  I thought he might tuck it back in at some point, but no, he just
kept scatching himself and more cock emerged.  I could take much more, so I
repositioned my hard on and headed for the kitchen for a couple more beers.
I fiddled around in the kitchen a little, trying to get my hardon to
subside before returning to the living room.  When I got back to the living
room I found him lying on the couch on his back, his hard cock out the top
waist band of his shorts reaching a good 3 or 4 inches above his belly
button.  I walked to the side of the couch for two reasons, one, to see if
he wanted the beer that I brought to him and, two, to get a better look at
that hard on of his.  He had his hands crossed over his stomach just above
his cock head and when I jiggled the couch to see if he wanted the beer,
his hand slipped down and slid down the inside of my bare leg.

I figured he was dead to the world and went into my bedroom to sleep.  I
took off my cummy undershirt and slipped into bed.  I don't know how long I
had been sleeping when I felt my bed move and Carl was climbing into bed on
top of me.  He tells me to lose the shorts and as I do, he grabs my knees
and tips them back to my chest so he would have full access to my ass.  He
spits on my asshole tells me he is going to make me the bitch that he knows
I want to be and takes aim on my ass.  he continues to push into me and he
isn't as thick around so I can pretty much take him with ease, but he is
way to long for my ass.  I am beating my cock as fast as I can go as he
hits bottom and still has a couple of inches of cock to go.  I try to tell
him to stop, but he just keeps pounding away thinking that he will get it
all in me.  the only thing that saved me was, that like his son, he doesn't
go long with out shooting.  I am just about ready to shoot when he yells
out that he is cumming and I tell him to be quiet or the boys will wake up.
Just then we both hear Mike call out that has already heard us and that was
all it took for me to shoot.  I swear, Carl had no more finished emptying
his nuts in my ass and he rolls off of me and is sound asleep.  I get up
and pick up my cummy undershirt and proceed to wipe the cum off of my
stomach and Carl's cock.  I leave the bedroom naked to wash up and throw
the undershirt in the laundry when I encounter Mike beating his cock
outside the bedroom door.  Neither I nor him say anything as I bend over
and take his cock in my mouth and as he cums he shoves his finger up my
ass.



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