Date: Tue, 16 Aug 2022 22:12:06 +0000 (UTC)
From: Arthur Doyle <sirarthurpornandoyle@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dumb jock roommates, part 4

"Wuff!" said Jameson, sniffing his incredibly sweaty armpits. Lying on the
bench press at the campus gym, the stacked stud wondered if anyone else in
the vicinity could smell his ripe scent. His BO was at top level, just
about the stinkiest he could remember ever being.

Jameson pawed at his shirtless chest. He'd been hitting the machines for
over an hour already, barely halfway through his normal exercise regime and
covered in dripping sweat. The damp patches of hair on and between his
rounded pecs were matted down with perspiration and he could feel the drops
gathering in his tiny, muggy shorts. His furry abs and heaving biceps had
an incredible pump going from his long workout and the hot jock couldn't
help but admire his cool smile and the captivating tattoos up and down his
arms in the nearby mirror. He had to keep adjusting and readjusting his
semi-hard dong, which was flowing with testosterone and continually
chubbing up as he continued his drills. Normally, he wasn't that into the
aroma of his own armpits but, for some reason, right now it was making his
head spin.

All around Jameson, other ripped college athletes were working on their
stunning physiques. Probably trying to impress some ladies, he thought,
given that this was the reason he was telling himself he liked going to the
gym so much. The combined scent of so much raw sweaty dude was tickling
Jameson's nose and making him get just a little bit harder. He could feel
his balls hanging low against his massive thigh, dank and hairy as every
other part of his body.

"Hey bud, do you mind if we work in a couple sets?" asked a grinning
dark-haired adonis who was almost but not quite as hirsute as Jameson.

"Go for it, bro," Jameson replied, wiping his brow. "Sorry, I got it kinda
sweaty."

"No worries," said the cheerful stranger. "Hey, Connor, want to come spot
me?"

A second deity appeared, a light-haired hunk with a body like a
pornstar. This dude had an impeccable chest, shredded obliques, and fuck
muscles like Brad Pitt's in Fight Club peeking above his waistband. Even
though he normally didn't check out men, Jameson couldn't help but stare at
the pert asscheeks in the barely-there gym shorts of this smoking stud. He
got a whiff of the guy's crazy BO as he approached, which smelled so good
that Jameson almost forgot his "straight" orientation.

"Wow, man!" Connor said, grabbing Jameson's hairy, sweaty pec. "You are,
like, totally gorgeous. You must hit the bench press all the time." The
forward jock began running his hands up and down Jameson's body, caressing
his shoulders, tickling his abs, and even pawing at his massive
package. "Fuck, bro. Must be some major dong hiding in there. You've got it
all, plus you smell amazing!!"

"C'mon, Connor, let's not bother this guy," said his bearded friend. "Sorry
about that, dude. My name's Silas. We'll stop pestering you."

But instead of doing that, both hot college hunks started touching Jameson
all over, their hands fondling every inch of his beautiful, hair-covered
frame, their fingers even finding their way in his sweaty crack. A
lightning rush of sexual energy zipped through Jameson's body as one of
them touched his asshole, which was twitching with a strange
excitement. Though he didn't understand quite why, Jameson didn't stop any
of it and actually was enjoying the hell out of the attention on his
well-sculpted physique, which he'd worked on so hard. He started flexing
his muscles and flashing cute smiles at the hotties as they continued to
admire him.

"Look at these biceps, bro," said Connor. "They're like the size of my
head!"

"And that phat ass is perfect, man," said Silas. "I almost want to shove my
nose in there and motorboat those cheeks."

"You've got to feel this schlong, dude. He's packing a crazy anaconda in
there."

"Fuck, bud, you're right. And he's not even fully hard."

Jameson was getting lost in the odd scents and sentences of these brawny
bros while also recognizing that he might not want to get a full-on boner
right there in the middle of the gym.

"Uh... I'll be right over there at the water fountain, guys. Let me know
when you've finished your sets."

The oblivious himbos nodded and shot him love-struck grins as they watched
him recede. They got back to the bench press and adjusted the
weights. Furry, cute Silas got down on the bench and grabbed the bar. His
hunk of a friend, Connor, stood above him, ready to spot the press.

"OHMYGOD, Connor!" Silas said, laughing. "Your huge package is like right
on top of my face, bro. I can basically taste the precum dripping from your
hot uncut meat and smell the dank scent of your taint."

"Haha!" replied Connor. "You're totally right, dude. I'm so sorry."

But he weirdly didn't back off and, as Jameson watched, Connor started to
rub his ass against Silas' nose. Jameson couldn't be sure but it almost
looked like the tip of Connor's leaky cock had wiggled its way out the
bottom of his shorts and found Silas' lips. Jameson had trouble believing
these two ripped studs were performing this odd sex play out in the open,
but he wasn't entirely upset at how much it was turning him on. He
absentmindedly squeezed one of his fuzzy nipples extra hard, feeling the
charged bolts of pleasure it brought throughout his body. His puck was
really starting to get riled up and he had to place a couple fingers on it
through his gym shorts to cool it down. The fact that a few other dudes
were side-eyeing the whole situation and clearly getting aroused as well
just made it all the more exciting.

Half of Connor's thick but soft cock was now in Silas' mouth and Silas was
starting to make choking sounds as it dug ever further in.

"Oh dang, bro!" Connor said, looking down. "Totally didn't realize I was
throttling you like that. Mmhmm.... Feels pretty good to have your lips
around my wet shaft. Let me just pull it out."

As he did so, Silas smiled. "No worries, bud. I know that was a total
accident. Everybody else around here must think we're such dingbats."

Connor looked over at the water fountain. "Hey, sexy dude! Want to come
help out with our sets?"

Jameson didn't believe at first that this basically naked stud was calling
him over, but after pointing at his chest and seeing both jocks nod their
heads vigorously, he sauntered back to the bench.

"Thanks so much, man," Silas said. "I can't trust my roommate here not to
get us into embarrassing situations. Maybe you can spot me instead?"

So Jameson got in position above the bench. But somehow he found himself in
a similar place to Connor. Even though he hadn't meant to, his meaty, hairy
thighs came to rest just above Silas' face and Silas himself stuck his nose
right up into Jameson's undercarriage. Even more, Connor had placed himself
right behind Jameson and was pressing his stacked muscles against Jameson's
back. The cute hunk was nearly all the way erect inside his tiny shorts and
his massive pole was lodged firmly between Jameson's sweaty butt
cheeks. Connor didn't even stop there, managing to reach his hands around
Jameson's brawny chest and start toying with each of his sensitive nipples
as Silas began faintly lapping at his taint.

"Oh yeah, stud," Connor whispered into his ear as he continued rubbing his
junk on Jameson's butt. "You're helping us out real nice here, with your
hot beefy bod and that super-fine smell."

Jameson threw his head back as he gave himself up to the incredible
sensations running through his frame. He noticed that a huge spot of precum
was staining the front of his shorts, much like the similar puddle spread
on Silas' skimpy number on the bench below him. Regardless of his
sexuality, he was enjoying whatever the hell these two dreamboats were
serving up.

"Bro," said Silas, his face nuzzled up against Jameson's nuts. "You are so
wet down here. And we're not really doing reps anymore. I think it might
actually be time to hit the showers."

"Fuck yeah, dude," said Connor. "Let's all get soaped up together!"

The two boys started dragging him toward the locker room and Jameson had no
recourse but to follow along. He saw the rest of the athletes in the gym
watching him enviously as he disappeared into the back room. The dank smell
in there was even more pronounced than on the gym room floor, just a crazy
aroma of dude stank, ball sweat, and muscle-bound bodies. As Jameson's nose
drank it all in, his dong hardened and his balls dropped even lower, the
humid air making him feel relaxed and almost drugged up on male BO. Gym
bunnies were all around them, staring as they adjusted their jockstraps or
pulled on a pair of tiny shorts, their legs propped up on the bench between
the lockers, their hands rubbing at their straining erections.

"Let's get these off," said Silas, shucking Jameson's shorts. "Jesus
Christ, bud, look at that insane sausage. I bet you're a total ladies man!"

"God fucking damnit," agreed Connor, wrapping his hands around Jameson's
colossal uncut boner. "I can barely get my fingers around this beast. Bet
it would feel real good to get reamed by this super pocket monster."

"Unnfff," said Silas, sniffing at Jameson's glutes. "And that ass just
doesn't quit. I can't even stop myself from getting up in there."

And, with that, he pushed Jameson over so that the brawny, tatted hunk was
sticking his rear way out. Silas proceeded to start eating out his hole
like there was no tomorrow. Emanations of unbridled bliss spread from
Jameson's sensitive puck and he whimpered and cried, barely able to look at
the stunned jock next to him, who was surprised to see such hot man-on-man
action right there in the locker room.

"Let me have a turn," said Connor, shoving his nose into Jameson's
incredibly hairy crack. He and Silas peeled open Jameson's marbled ass
cheeks and began to give him a dual rim job, alternating with their
slippery tongues, which began to move in and out of Jameson's virgin hole.

"Holy crap, dude," Silas said, perking his head up. "Everybody's, like,
looking at us. They must think we're just wasting time in here. Better get
a move on."

Now completely nude and swinging their enormous dicks around, all three
college hunks moved together into the showers, their arms wrapped around
each other's bodies, their mouths unable to stop licking and sucking every
gorgeous inch of each other's hides. Jameson was so caught up in the
sensations that his rational brain completely forgot that he was "straight"
and that other dudes were watching them. He was enjoying the fact that he
was an object of so much desire and his hard rod stiffened further from so
much attention. His keyed-up asshole was by now just about begging for
something to go inside of it and so, when Connor began soaping him up and
accidentally sticking fingers into his keister, all Jameson could do was
moan with pleasure.

"Oh fuck," said Connor, slipping forward and shoving his massive cockhead
straight into Jameson's willing hole. "Bro, I'm so sorry. It's really wet
in here and I just fell. Shit, your hole is just totally swallowing my
giant cock right now. God damn, bud, your ass feels so tight and nice. Let
me try to get my huge dong out of you."

Of course, instead of pulling out, Connor's ridonkulous wang just slid
further into Jameson's snug orifice and pretty soon he was balls deep
inside the banging stud. In an attempt to get himself unstuck, Connor
instead started to rail Jameson like a rockstar, pistoning his humongous
hog in and out of Jameson's receptive hairy hole.

"Unngghhh," said Jameson, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. "Oh
man, oh fuck, holy Christ."

"Connor!" Silas said, laughing and kissing the two of them as he toyed with
his thick uncut meat, which was dripping a long stream of precum onto the
tiles. "You've got to quit it, dude. We're making a scene in here."

His lovely roommate actually managed to finally get his dong out but,
within the blink of an eye, Silas had fallen forward and sunk his
stupendous sausage all the way to the root inside Jameson's sensational
butt.

"Now whose embarrassing us?" Connor asked, chuckling. "Your thick cream
stick is just as stuck as mine was a second ago."

"Mmmmfff, fuck, you're right," said Silas. "Let me try to jiggle it out of
there."

Jameson had no idea what the hell was going on but he was loving every
minute of the hot reaming he was receiving from these two burly himbos and
their mammoth-sized members. His own dick was leaking copious amounts of
precum and, even soaped up and under the water, he could still smell the
virile BO wafting off his own body as well as those around him.

For a good long time, Connor and Silas continued to tag-team Jameson's
ravishing rear. Each time one of them exited that snug ass, the other would
somehow slip and land right back inside of it. The brawny studs would then
proceed to drill him as they tried to pull out, bringing their long
schlongs nearly to the tip before slamming them back into the amazing chute
in front of them. Sometimes, the roommate not currently banging Jameson
would end up below him, gargling on his gigantic cock and balls and
drinking up as much precum as they could handle. Guys kept coming into the
shower and watching the porn-tastic scene, often bringing themselves to
completion and nutting right onto one of their hides.

"Oh man, Connor," said Silas, pulling off Jameson's dick long enough for a
beautiful stranger to blow a load in his face. "I think I know how to get
us out of this situation."

"What's that, Si?" Connor said, stuffing his sterling erection straight up
into Jameson's guts.

"All these helpful dudes are reminding us what we keep forgetting."

"Oh yeah!" Connor smacked his forehead. "It's all about the nut."

"Exactly, bro. If we want to get rid of these boners, and stop accidentally
fucking this guy, we're going to have to both bust."

"Sounds about right, man. But I don't want to just splooge all over the
place like these other dudes. It's kinda gross."

"I was already thinking the same thing. And I've got a solution. What if we
just cum into this guy's hole? That way we won't make a mess."

"Great thinking, roomie!" said Connor. He leaned forward and whispered in
Jameson's ear while gently long-dicking him. "Is that alright, bro? Is it
cool if me and my buddy each drop a steaming hot load up against your
prostate? It would really help us out."

Jameson had no real way to respond other than just nod. By now, he could
feel the need to get totally bred by these stallion jocks being seared into
his brain. From this point on, he'd become a cum hound, addicted to hot
cock and forever hooked on receiving creamy man batter in both of his holes
as often as possible.

"I think that's a yes, Con," said Silas. "You should probably just go ahead
and nut."

"Hmmm...." said Connor, plowing in and out of Jameson's puck. "The thing
is, now there's kinda all this pressure. And all these dudes watching
me. I'm getting a little cum shy."

"Aw, c'mon, bro," said Silas. "Here, let me help you out."

He got up behind his roommate and leaned over, sticking his tongue directly
into Connor's keister and starting to toss his salad.

"Fuck yeah, bud," said Connor. "That feels so good. You're getting me
closer to the edge for sure. I can feel the nut churning in my balls
already."

"Here, let's switch for a little while. That way it'll take some of the
pressure off of you. Yeah, here let me take over fucking this dude
and.... Oh yeah... Connor, get that hot tongue all the way up in my
hole. FFFFFUUUCK, bro, that feels amazing! I am definitely getting closer
to cumming."

Connor stood up after a second, looking like a light bulb had gone off in
his head. "You know what we should totally do, bro? We should try to bust a
nut at the same time inside this guy. That way, the pressure is off either
one of us individually."

"I don't know, man. I mean, it sounds super hot but I'm not sure this guy's
ready for a DP. Hey, bro, do you think you can take both our cocks in your
tight hole? That seems pretty crazy."

Gritting his teeth, Jameson moaned as tears streamed from his eyes.

"I'll take that as a yes," Silas said.

As steam rose around him, Connor leaned his shoulders back against a wall,
feeling a spray of hot water from the showers. His gigantic banana of a
cock stood straight up in front of him like some powerful horny
pole. Rivulets of fresh precum were flowing from his sexy uncut dick-tip as
he signaled for Jameson to get up on there and ride him.

"Unnnghhh! Unnffff! Mmmhhhhhmmmm!" Jameson said as he mounted that
gargantuan gonzo dong, the entire girthy length of Connor's titanic titan
sliding straight up into his hole, stretching him out with its flared base.

"Ok, bro," said Silas, positioning himself behind Jameson. "Think flexible
thoughts cause here comes another king-sized schlong."

"Holy crap, dude," said Connor, watching in admiration. "He's totally doing
it. I can't believe he's taking both of our cocks at the same time."

"Mmhhh, hell yeah, bud," said Silas. "Feels so good to have my johnson
pressed up against yours in this tight asshole."

"I agree, man. Let's give it to him good!"

"Absolutely, bro!"

And with that the roommates proceeded to double-bang the strapping, hairy
hunk in between them, who was completely enthralled by their dual
schlonging. The sight of so much giant cock stuffed inside an incredibly
beautiful butt was almost too much for most of the other gym dudes to
endure. People were all around them, flogging their large uncut hogs, going
down on one another, and even fucking next to them.

"Fuck, Connor," said Silas. "Looks like a gay orgy started going off in
this shower room."

"Unnff, you're right, man. Wonder how that happened."

"God, it feels so good to plow this stud with you, bud."

"For sure, dude. I love having your slick pole rubbing against mine."

"And our massive nuts keep hitting one another as we rail this fucker."

"Mmmm.... Yeah, it's like one of the hottest things that's ever happened to
us."

"Bro, I am definitely getting close."

"Same here, Si. I'm gonna bust so much nut into his guts."

"Hell yeah. My balls are aching with all the hot cream they've got swirling
inside them."

"Let's load up this guy with our loads."

"Ungghh... oh absolutely, dude. Are you ready?"

"I am ready!"

"Oh fuck, well here it comes..."

"Me too, bro... I'm gonna nutttttttt!"

At the exact same moment, both Connor and Silas squeezed their eyelids shut
and threw back their heads, a combined guttural howl emerging from their
lips. Their entire muscular bodies seized up as both brawny jocks began
pumping Jameson with their salty spooge.

"Hhhhhhuuunnnnggghhh!" said Silas.

"MMMMhhhhhhnnnnnn!" said Connor.

Jissom flowed from their dick ends as a crazy orgasmic climax went off in
each of their brains. Shot after shot of their fresh dong sauce blew up
into Jameson's tight hole, the amount of skeet so profuse that it flowed
out over their balls and dripped down to the tile floor. Without even
touching his dick, Jameson achieved his own busting right then and there,
his enormous anaconda firing like a geyser into the air. Nutty man cream
came raining down over all three studs, covering their stacked hides in a
liberal slick of bountiful cum.

"Dang, bud," said Silas. "Looks like we got covered in raw splooge either
way."

"Yeah," replied Connor. "But at least our boners are gone now."

They each pulled their softening sausages out of Jameson's well-used
rear. Jameson himself dropped to the floor, love-struck and weak-kneed,
with stars spinning around his head. His entire existence had been as
rearranged as his guts by these two superlative studs and their slutty
behavior. In a few minutes, he'd come to feeling hornier than ever and
begging for one of the other college athletes still fucking around them to
bust a hot load in his butt.

"I really love this gym," said Connor, wiping cum off his abs and face. "We
always end up meeting such friendly dudes."

"For sure, bro," said Silas. "But we've got to stop getting randy in
here. It looks like we're having a bad influence on everybody else."

And so the two hunky roommates sauntered away arm in arm, leaving a rabid
bacchanalia behind them in the locker room.

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