Date: Sat, 7 Feb 2009 12:37:50 -0500 From: Jockstrap923 Subject: Linebackers 11 Hey guys, thanks for keeping the emails coming - without them I don't know if I could keep going. If you write me, I'd be interested to know which guy is your favorite and why. Also thanks the Nifty for this awesome free service. If you liked this story and especially if it made you cum, let me know - jockstrap923@gmail.com Linebackers 11 - Part I Cory and Brock were sitting in the school's parking lot. It was a hot autumn night, about 9 PM. Practice had just ended, and both the guys had stayed a little longer talking and cleaning up a few things in the gym. Brock had to run to his locker to get some books, and Cory was waiting for him because he took Brock home after practice. His parents were rich and Brock's mom gave him twenty bucks a week. Cory sat on the curb and leaned back against his arms so he could stretch his back. His big belly stuck out. Cory looked over as Brock walked over with his books and some of his gear. The guys were both just wearing some of their football uniform - they had changed into some long shorts, though. Brock was wearing a very tight sleeveless Under Armour white shirt, showing off his tight, buff body, and had on some compression shorts under his shorts. Cory on his shorts, a jock, and a big, sweaty undershirt. They hadn't showered, sometimes they just didn't bother, and this was one of those nights. 'Alright Brock, you ready to head home?' Cory said to the kid. He liked Brock; deep down, he admired all the work he put into his body, and sometimes Cory just felt like a fat kid who wouldn't be able to ever look like that. 'Yeah man, let's go!' said Brock. The guys had been driving for a couple minutes, just bullshitting about dumb stuff. Brock said, 'Hey man you should come in when you drop me off, my mom made me this awesome birthday cake. So fucking good, all kinds of peanut butter and shit.' Cory thought it sounded good, then said, 'Wait, it's your birthday?' Brock smiled. 'Yeah...it's today.' Brock was quiet, he didn't even know how he would've brought it up to his friends anyway, he didn't like to talk about himself a lot. Cory laughed. 'How old are you?' 'Eighteen,' Brock said. 'Dude, awesome! Hey you know what, you need to go buy some cigarettes, just cause you can,' said Cory. He did that the day he turned eighteen; he felt cool, then he just threw them away when he left the gas station. 'Aw, I don't smoke man,' said Brock. He was too into his body to smoke. 'Well, you know what else you're finally old enough to do?' 'What's that?' Brock said. 'Go to the porno store!' Cory had a huge grin on his face. All the guys knew about Theater 12, way out by the interstate. It was a reference high school kids would make when they'd joke about being laid, or sex toys, or porno movies. Not too man of them had actually been there; it was about 20 minutes from their small town, and most guys were too nervous to go there. Brock and Cory were both nervous about going there but didn't want to act like it. Brock smirked. 'Whatever man...you ever been there?' Cory shook his head. 'Nah but I bet its awesome. I'm eighteen too, so let's go check it out! I bet it's freaky...' Brock figured, why not. He had heard they had booths there too, and he wanted to see all the stuff they had there. 'Alright...' With that, Cory laughed and looked for a road to turn off onto to go there. It was late, they had the windows down in the truck, and they talked about the store as they drove through the rural area. Brock said, 'I heard they have like, booths and shit where you can watch any porno movie.' 'Yeah I heard that too,' Cory said. The guys pulled up at the small building. It was next to an old gas station with a diner and a truck stop across the street. Cory parked his truck in the back so no one would see them, and they hurried in the dark to the front door. They went through two doors and were struck by the brightness when they walked in. It was cleaner than they thought it would be. The cashier asked for their IDs and they handed them over. The guy at the register smiled. 'Happy birthday, Brock,' he said as he handed him back his driver's license. 'Thanks,' he said. The guys wandered the store, pointing at some of the crazy stuff, laughing at the huge toys ('Dude, how would any chick get this up her pussy?' Brock said to Cory about one of the biggest vibrators; he knew he'd never be able to take that either) and joking about the videos. They talked about lube and Cory explained to Brock what the little brown bottles were for. Then they saw the booths. The door said you had to buy at least a $5 card to get in, and you had to swipe it to open the door. 'Man...I wonder what it's like in there,' Cory wondered out loud. The sign said every booth had over 2,000 movies available. 'How does that even work?' said Brock. 'You wanna find out?' Cory said, looking at Brock and smiling. Before Brock could reply, Cory nodded him to the counter and headed that way. Before Brock got there, Cory was already handing over a five dollar bill to get his card. 'Get one, dude, I'm not sharing a booth with you!' Cory said quietly but loud enough for the clerk to hear. Brock wasn't sure. He figured though that since it was Cory's idea, he wasn't gonna say it was weird or anything, and Brock wanted to watch a porno movie, he didn't see too many. But, he didn't want to go back there, he was way too shy and nervous. Cory was handing him something, Brock thought, snapping out of wondering. 'Here you go dude, bought you a card for your birthday!' Cory said, smiling. He figured Brock would be too polite to not take it now. Brock shrugged and took the card. The guys walked to the door and swiped their cards. The door unlocked and they stepped through. This time, they were blinded by the darkness. There were barely any lights in the hallways. The walls were really cheap wood or plastic. Everything was black except for some dark red lights. They could see a light on each door that said 'OCCUPIED' when it was lit. The sign right in front of them on the wall said 'BOOTHS 1-9' with a left arrow and 'BOOTHS 10-18' over a right arrow. Cory spoke up after the guys took it all in for a few seconds. 'OK dude, you're 18 so you go right...I'll go left...meet you up front at that two thousand dollar sex doll by the front door!' Cory said, patting Brock on the back and he headed to the left. Cory wound around a few curves. He could faintly hear porno sounds through the thin walls. He saw a few doors that were occupied. He came upon booth #5 that was unused, and he went in and locked the door behind him. The light went on. Cory saw the tiny booth. It was about 10'x8', with a cheap futon couch facing a monitor in the wall. There was a money machine on the wall next to it that picked the channels and changed the volume. There was a roll of toilet paper near the machine and a wastebasket on the floor. The floor at least looked clean, but there was a funky odor. When it hit Cory's nostrils, it smelled faintly familiar; it had a slightly musky smell, and this reminded Cory of the jocks he sniffed. The smell was getting him hard, quick. It smelled dirty, like sex. Cory sat his big frame on the futon. He swiped his card and saw he had 20 minutes. A porno came on immediately. There was a black chick riding a big, thick white cock. Cory smiled. He flipped through a few of the movies, and put his right hand down his pants in his jockstrap pounch, squeezing and rubbing his hardening cock. It felt damp, and he finally stopped on a movie where a brown haired latin chick was getting plowed by a big muscular shaved latin guy on a couch in a plain room. Cory stood up and dropped his shorts. He was standing there in his jock and big t-shirt, a shirt from football camp last summer. The second he dropped his shorts, he could smell his rank, sweaty crotch. His big dick was stretching out his jock pouch as he ran his fingers over the moist pouch. Cory sat down, feeling his big ass on the vinyl, cheap cushion. He moved his jock to the side and took out his hard cock and balls. The cool air felt good on his dick, and his heavy hanging balls sat on his thick thighs. Cory stroked his cock slowly, noting that he had 17 minutes left. He lifted his hand to his nose and smelled his sweaty cock on his palm. It smelled so awesome, he thought. In the dark, Cory hadn't noticed the hole next to him in the wall. He saw some movement out of the corner of his eye and noticed a video had gone on in the room next to him. Cory kept stroking, and about thirty seconds later, he saw the tip of a finger stick through the hole. Cory froze. He didn't know what to do. He was about to get up and leave, he didn't know what this stranger wanted. He stood up and heard the person say through the hole, in a male voice, 'Stick it through the hole.' He was unsure. He didn't want the guy to do something weird like cut his dick off or something. But, he was horny, and a blow job would feel really good. He was afraid the guy wouldn't want to blow him with his sweaty stink, but that kinda got him hot too. Cory stuck his meat through the hole. He moaned as a wet tongue ran up his shaft. Two lips wrapped themselves around his head, and the guy started sucking Cory's dick with his mouth. Cory pushed as close as he could to the wall to get as much of his cock through the hole, though his stomach kept him from getting all the way through. He held still for a minute or two, then slowly started fucking the guy's mouth with long strokes. He was in heaven. He'd had a few blow jobs in the past but this was incredible. He was disappointed when the guy took his mouth off his dick, and he pulled back, 'Unlock your door,' the guy said, Cory quickly tucked his dick back in his jock and pulled up his shorts. He walked over and unlocked the door, and a few seconds later, the guy walked in. Cory was surprised. It was a young guy, maybe 21 or 22. He looked like he was maybe in college; he had a shirt on from the local community college. The guy was a little shorter than Cory, maybe 5'9''. He had short brown hair, spiked a little and a brown goatee and moustache, but he was clean shaven otherwise. He had on jeans and he looked a little chubby in his shirt, maybe 180 or 190 pounds. The guy smiled huge when he walked in, 'Have a seat,' the guy said. Cory sat down, still fully clothed, on the futon couch and spread his legs. The guy kneeled between them, noticing how Cory's light blue shorts were past his knees, and he ran his hands up his shorts and over his meaty fat thighs. He felt the hair on them, and then he reached up towards Cory's dick. He took Cory's wet jockstrap pouch in his hands, rubbing the kid's balls with his left hand and feeling along the hard shaft with his right. Cory swalled, his mouth dry. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of someone touching his body. The guy looked up at Cory's big frame. He wanted more. He took his hands out of his shorts, reached up and grabbed Cory's shorts on the sides and slide them down. He loved the smell he smelled. It was what he smelled and tasted when he blew this big guy but ten times more. He put his face up to his jockstrap pouch and inhaled deeply. Cory looked down when he heard this and smiled. He wondered if maybe the guy liked smelling jocks as much as Cory did. The guy licked Cory's rough pouch and then pushed it aside to release Cory's dick. Cory changed the movie while the guy took out his cock, stopping on a lesbian movie with two girls 69ing in some garden. Cory moaned as the guy took every inch of his dick in his mouth. The guy blowing Cory loved what he was doing. This kid's sweaty crotch smelled so rank. Every time he swallowed the big penis, his nose was deep in the kid's hairy crotch and he inhaled. He wondered if the kid was hairy other places. He took his hands off the floor and put them under Cory's shirt. He was shocked to feel a wet, hairy, fat belly, and his own dick was leaking hard in his jeans. He moved up to the kid's chest, feeling his heavy thick chest and flicking Cory's nipples slightly with his thumbs. The guy took his mouth off Cory's dick and looked up at him. 'Take off your shirt?' he asked, hoping the kid would. Cory was amazed that someone wanted to see him shirtless; he didn't usually like to see himself shirtless. But he wanted the guy to check out his body, so he took it off. 'Wow...' the guy said, looking at Cory's hairy fat frame. He was amazed a kid like this would come here, and he wanted to savor this. He saw the kid only had a few minutes left on his movie, so he put a five dollar bill in the machine, then looked back at this boy. The guy kneeled up a bit and ran his hands through Cory's chest hair, feeling it scratching his hands. It was a little wet. The guy inhaled the big linebacker's sweaty manly smell. Cory had his arms resting at his sides, really relaxed, enjoying the feelings. He got closer and sucked on one of Cory's nipples. Cory froze; no one ever did that to him, and it was a weird feeling. He wasn't sure he liked it. The guy stopped but left his face right at the kid's nipple. He sniffed a few times, and slowly moved to the right, towards Cory's armpit. The guy ran his nose up and down where his right arm touched his chest. He boldly grabbed Cory's right arm and moved it over a bit, exposing his armpit a little. The smell of heavy sweat was now in the air, from his armpit. Cory's hard dick poked the guy in his chest. The guy looked down and saw a string of pre-cum stretching from the kid's dick, connecting to a wet spot on his shirt. He went back down to lick it off and suck out some more juice. The guy sucked the football player for a minute or two, and Cory adjusted himself on the seat, getting more comfortable. He stretched his arms and put his hands behind his head. The guy sucking him slowed down and looked up. He looked over the kid's big round belly, big chest and looked at his armpits. This kid had a lot of hair in his armpits. It was straight and long, some of it damp against his chest and under arm and some sticking out. Some of the hairs had curled up with the wetness. Cory's eyes were closed, and the guy couldn't resist. He leaned up again and moved towards his left armpit. He sniffed a few times, then inhaled the kid's musk deep. He took his right hand and grabbed the kid's piece, stroking the wet dick slowly, squeezing the head every so often. Cory looked down to see the guy right up by his armpit. He smiled as the guy kept sniffing and jerking him off. He leaned down a little, smelling his stink with the guy. The guy looked up at him and smiled. Cory smiled back. The guy reached up with his left hand and felt Cory's armpit. He felt the hairs and the sweat. He rubbed a little; obviously this kid wasn't ticklish, he thought. He rubbed for a minute or so, both the armpit and the cock, while studying this kid's armpit, trying to memorize every hair. Finally, the guy couldn't take it anymore; he leaned in and tasted some of this big lug's armpit hair. He ran it over his tongue, then went in and started licking Cory's armpit. Cory gasped and moaned a little as the guy tasted his sweat. Cory's sweaty armpit was wet with sweat, and this stranger was tasting the salty stink, licking the hair and the skin underneath, all the while stroking his thick 6 incher, slowly stroking down the hard shaft and up to rub the head. Cory loved how they guy was getting into his sweaty smell. Cory was moaning quietly and his dick was leaking. The guy was making him feel awesome. The guy's strokes were making a sticky noise with all the stroking. He was ready to eat this big guy's load. He kneeled back down, swallowing his young, hard cock, and rubbing his low hanging sweaty balls with his right hand. Both guys knew Cory was getting close. The guy looked up as he blew Cory, watching his big hairy belly heave. Cory started slowly fucking the guy's mouth, and the guy watched his belly shake with every thrust. Cory was watching the movie, and everything was making him so horny; the movie, the smells, the blow job. Cory groaned and started to shoot his load in this stranger's mouth. The guy kept sucking and massing Cory's cock as the kid started shooting. Shot after shot of this heavy linebacker's heavy load filled his mouth and slid down his throat. Cory sat for a minute as the guy massaged his cock as it deflated, wringing out every drop of juice. 'Whew...thanks,' Cory said. He never felt anything like this ever, having someone so obviously getting off on his body and also giving him such an expert blow job. He had an idea. He grabbed his jock by the sides, lifted his huge ass off the slippery vinyl seat, which at this point was wet with the big guy's sweat, and slipped off his jock. 'Here, keep it,' he said, throwing it at the guy. Cory knew he had a bunch to replace it. The stranger was leaned back on his knees when the kid threw the jock at his chest. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, savoring the big jock's load. He barely got out 'Thanks...wow...' before the kid pulled up his shorts and put on his t-shirt. Cory smiled down at him and said, 'Thanks again man' and walked out the door to meet Brock. He was sure Brock hadn't done anything like that; he figured the shy kid jerked off quick and was waiting for him out by the door...