Date: Wed, 14 Sep 2005 18:25:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: D One <doned88@yahoo.com>
Subject: Playing for the Home Team

Sean answered the ad. The voice on the phone said he'd have to serve
beers, food, and keep the guests happy. He asked if Sean had a hometeam
shirt and Sean said no. The voice said he'd provide one and asked if he
had a jockstrap.

Sean said he did.

"Ok you'll wear that and I'll get an appropriate shirt for you"

"uh I don't know about that" Sean said.

"You are gay right?"

"yes sir"

"and you need money right?"

"yes sir"

"and are you uninhibited, good college kid body and submissive?"

Sean didn't have to think about answering. His hard cock told him what to
say.

"yes sir"

Report here at five.

So that's how Sean ended up at the mans house naked except for his
jockstrap. He was shown where the beers and alcohol was, where the snaks
and sandwich makings were located.

Then the man gave him the shirt. It was indeed the home team football
jersy, but only half length and mesh.

Sean had to admit he looked hot in it and his jockstrap expanded with
reaction to his image in the mirror.

"No matter what they want, you provide it and I bet you'll get more in
tips tonight then your fee."

The man smiled then reached to grab one of Sean's buttocks.

"And after the game's over, you'll make even more.....stay the night and
I'll pay you even more in the morning" The man patted his butt just as
the doorbell rang.

Man after man reacted seeing Sean answering the door. Some made comments,
others touched his buttcheeks, belly, nipples or face.

Sean stayed hard and knew he'd get one hell of a work out that night.

Getting drinks and making sandwichs was easy. Holding thier cocks while
they pissed was easy too. Sucking their cocks took work but feelign their
hot sperm splash on his face kept him horny.

Sitting on laps with cocks up his ass hurt at first but became easier and
easier as the night continued. Laying on the kitchen table while he was
fucked was easy too.

His sperm stained shirt seemed to excite them even more. so Sean's aching
jaws continued to be put to work.

Stripping to his jock, Sean helped his boss and a friend clean up the
place. Hot and sweaty he let them lead him upstairs. He took the
jockstrap off and knelt while the two men showered him with thier
processed beer.

"You are now our property for the night" he was told.

The sex tired him, but the promise of more money kept him going.

"Wear the jockstrap and the shirt from the car to your dorm and I'll give
you an extra fifty"

Sean walked barefoot from the man's car to his dorm. There were whistles,
cat calls and shouts from his dorm mates.

But stuffed in his pouch was five hundred dollars and Sean didn't care.

The hot shower felt good and the bed even better. His roommate took the
photo and put it on the internet.

"I bet we get you booked for the whole season" he said.

Sean didn't care. He loved it he knew even more than the money.

And after all he was playing for the home team.