Date: Tue, 13 Nov 2001 23:04:04 EST From: Dragonknight2222@aol.com Subject: Tutoring the Football Jock Part 7 Tutoring the Football Jock Part 7- Sorry Disclaimer: The following is a story of homosexual nature. If you do not approve of homosexual sex between teenagers or this material does not interest you, please refrain from reading further. If you are underage or are not allowed to view this material for any reason please turn back now. To The Reader: I'm glad y'all liked my last addition, here is part 7, enjoy... I didn't move from my crumpled position on the floor. I vaguely remembered the answering machine ringing and my parents saying they were going out to eat. They said they would be back late that night, I didn't notice. I heard a car pull up, I knew it was my parents. They would ask hundreds of questions as to why I was on the floor, questions I didn't feel like answering right now. However, I didn't have the strength to crawl up to my room, I was too depressed. I heard the door open quietly, and then shut. I cried harder and didn't even look up knowing full well what I'd find there. Their steps quickened, and I braced myself for endless questions that I could not answer. Then, instead of my parents bending down, I felt someone else. He embraced me gently yet strongly. His strength raced through me like lightning, I melted into those strong arms. The same arms that had held me the past two nights. I looked up and stared at two gorgeous green eyes, glittering with tears. "I'm sorry," he whispered, barely audible, yet wracked with emotion. "I'm sorry too," I said, hugging him tightly, "we don't have to tell anyone." He nodded and then said, "but we will, because I can't keep away from you..." I smiled and laughed, unable to remember why I had been crying, only caring about the fact that he was here, holding me tight. Our lips met in a deep kiss, he parted my lips and I let his tongue slide gently into my throat. I felt as if I was in heaven. He pulled away and asked, "Where are your parents?" "They went to dinner, they will be home late." A mischievous smile spread across his face and then he asked innocently, "so where is your room?" I stood up and started to lead him to my room. By the time we arrived at my door we were halfway undressed and kissing deeply. He had me against my door, kissing me and letting his hands roam over my young body. His hard cock was pushing through his boxers poking me. My hand found the doorknob and turned it, we suddenly fell down on the floor as the door swung open. I let out a groan as his weight crushed me; he apologized and got off me. He gave me his hand, and when I took it, he pulled me into another deep kiss. I laughed and giggled as he lifted me up and threw me onto my bed. He shut the door and continued stripping for me. He took off his jeans in a swift motion, and then slowly drew his hands up over his huge thigh muscles. He pushed down the material of his black cotton boxers displaying his large piece of meat and then slowly pulled off his tight white undershirt. He now stood naked, wearing only a small silver crucifix and tight black boxer shorts. I licked my lips as his hands slowly trailed down his massive pecs and over the steely abs to his boxer shorts. He briefly rubbed the bulge in them and then painstakingly slowly pulled them down over his legs. His huge 8-inch rod of might stood up proudly and his balls hung low, filled with the sweet nectar I craved. He got on the bed crawling towards me on all fours. He paused briefly to pull the pants of my knees off and threw them across the room. I gave a little bestial groan, making me giggle. He remained in his little act, and I let my eyes fill with mock terror as he climbed on top of me. I squealed as he bit down on my nipples and the moaned as he licked his way up to my lips. He kissed me and let his huge cock touch my chest. He reached down and squeezed my cock through the white cotton material of my underwear. Then once again turning into his monster-act he flipped me onto my stomach. He spanked me and I cried out, I pretended to beg for help. Then he slowly took off my underwear letting my ass be exposed to the world. "Spread them," he whispered in my ear. As I followed his command he nibbled on my earlobes making me moan. He then pulled my hips up and gently slid his cock in. I closed my eyes in pain, even though it hurt much less than it did at first. "Ready?" he asked, whispering in my ear again. I nodded. He then began sliding his cock in and out of my ass, gaining speed. I moaned and begged for more, he was all too happy to oblige me. His hands went up to my chest and squeezed my nipples. I moaned in pure delight. He was lost in ecstasy. Then his big meaty fist wrapped around my cock. I could feel his balls tightening and his cock enlarging, but those were distant as I was lost in the feel of his hand on my cock and his dick on my prostate. I suddenly lost control and came, spilling my load all over my chest. Keith then groaned and cried out in a thunderous voice. His giant lowed of lava burst into my anal canal, I could feel it fill me up like gasoline in a car. He shook violently as he came and moaned in ecstasy. If I could see his face, I think I would have seen his eyes roll back. He suddenly collapsed on the bed right next to me. I lay next to him, not only because I wanted to, but also because he still had a decent sized cock in my ass. I thought he was asleep already, but then he reached down and pulled a blanket over us. I waited until his big strong arm wrapped around me before closing my eyes. "We'll tell our parents if we have to," he said, gently. "Okay, but let's not think of that now." He agreed and we talked for a little while before drifting off to satisfied and partially satiated sleep... Well, what do you think. Email me comments, questions, concerns, or suggestions at dragonknight2222@aol.com .