Date: Mon, 17 Dec 2018 22:23:19 +0000 From: elminster aumar Subject: SLUTTY NAUGHTY JOCK - The Spider Please donate to Nifty to make sure that we keep on cumming from the hot stories on the site! DISCLAIMER: Hey guys. As some of you might already know, Tumblr decided to ban all explicit pictures, videos and gifs from the site, and although my blog is still there, I decided to post all of the stories and captions I wrote there here on Nifty, for your pleasure. Some of these stories have a different format and length since they were accompanied by a picture, gif or video on the blog, but I tried to adapt them to the Nifty format as best as I could. Hope you like! I'd love to hear what you think of them, so if you want, please shoot me an email at aumar_e@hotmail.com. Also, I received tons of emails from lots of people and I'm deeply grateful for that. Some of those I answered, some are still pending, but I'll try to properly answer everyone in time. Nevertheless, thank you all so much to everyone who sent me emails with your thoughts and suggestions! ***** SLUTTY NAUGHTY JOCK - The Spider I went to my buddy's Carl house one day to study for a History exam we would have the next day. Carl was a star basketball player and one of the most popular guys at school, always flirting around with the girls and flashing his beautiful smile, shining green eyes and sexy, unruly mop of curly, chocolate hair to everybody. He was a true teen stud, looking more like a young Hollywood actor than a normal eighteen year old high school boy. But here's the thing about Carl: he was as dumb as he was handsome. Once he realized he was most probably gonna fail the exam, he came to me in the locker room and begged me for my help. Seeing that hot, naked jockstud right in front of me, with little droplets of water going down on his muscular, smooth body and his big fuckstick semi-hard and dangling in between his legs sealed the deal for me. "Yeah stud, I'll help you alright, don't worry", I said, while I flicked one of his nipples with my right hand. He was so happy that the smartest jock at school would help him that he jumped me on the spot, clinging his tight, muscular body against mine and humping his big cock all over my abs. The situation was so delicious that I held Carl there against me for a long moment, feeling up his muscles while he thanked me profusely over and over again. After school that day, we went directly to the mansion he called house, and after going up in his room to change, Carl came back the stairs wearing only a old, tight white t-shirt that did nothing to hide his muscular torso and some small shorts. His thick cock was clearly visible and boucing on his skimpy shorts, and the head was almost escaping through one of the holes. I started to get hot seeing one of the most wanted guys at school like that right in front of me, at my disposal. We were hungry after practice, so after taking a bite, we went to the big dining table and sat down to study. We were sitting across it each other, and sometimes our legs would bump beneath the table. I use those opportunities to slowly and innocently caress his legs with mine, so I could establish that kind of contact as "normal" right from the start. After answering a few of his questions and doing some exercises, I waited until his eyes were fixed on his notebook and deliberately dropped my pencil underneath the table, right in between Carl's spread legs. With a "oops", to which he replied with "You're so clumsy bro", I got up from the chair and went down undernath the table, and just as I expected, Carl's big dick had escaped the leg of his shorts, given how spread his thick legs were. True to his horny, teen stud nature, his fat dick was already semi-hard and pulsing, with a small droplet of pre-cum slowly forming on the tip of his fuckstick. Crawling on all fours beneath the table, I got closer and closer to that huge dick, my body getting hotter and hotter knowing I was just about to add another dumb, straight jock to my list of conquests. I started to lightly touch the fine hairs of his left legs with the tip of my fingers, waiting for his reaction. He didn't realize at first, but after a while his left leg jerked and trembled upon my touch. Right before he was about to say something, I muffled a scream: "Oh my god Carl, there's a nasty looking spider on your left leg bro!" I said alarmigly, knowing very well that the cute, hung stud was positively terrified of spiders. I saw Carl freezing right after those words left my mouth, and every muscle in his body tensing with fear. Carl had an old childhood trauma of spiders, and I knew that the cute guy couldn't stand the thought of having one of them crawling up his leg. I heard him open and closing his mouth several times, trying to say something, but he just couldn't. But like the good friend I was, I took absolute control of the situation, telling him quickly: "Don't worry bro, I won't let it bite you. Here, stay quiet, I'll try to catch it in my hand" I said softly, while I started to feel up both his muscular legs with my hands, massaging and caressing them. I told him I was trying to scare the spider into jumping by surrounding her with my hands, but the stud was so dumb he didn't even question the fact that I was touching both of his legs with my hands. I told him that the spider was going up on his leg to his tigh, so he should keep very still. He was so scared he didn't even dare look down. With a sigh, I told him slowly, while my hand crept up closer and closer to his crotch: "Bro, don't freak out now, but I think the little shit got inside your shorts. I'll put my hands inside and move them around to see if it leaves okay?" Resigned to his fate, Carl just mumbled a quiet "Okay" and stayed there, while I went to town on his crotch. Pushing my hand inside his shorts, I fished his huge cock all the way out of the left leg of his shorts and started to feel all of him up, his fat cockhead, his length, his big balls and trimmed pubes, all the while pretending I was looking for a non-existent spider. Two minutes later, I was holding a rock hard 8.5 inch cock, wet with pre-cum and pulsing with lust and fear at the same time. I was now openly jerking off his dick while my dumb buddy patienly awaited for me to retrieve the sneaky spider off his crotch, and he even apologized to me a few times for getting so hard in my hands. I told him that it was okay, it was easier for me to find the spider if he was big and hard like that, since the nasty arachnid would stand out against his huge cock. After a while, I told him I successfully caught the spider, and with a loud bang from my flip flops, I told my buddy that the little villain was dead. His breath of relief was loud, and he quickly got up, his skimpy shorts falling to his feet and his big, hard dick slapping against his tight abs. I got out from underneath the table and went to his side, asking him if he was okay. "You know Carl, I should really check your fuckstick out so we can be sure that the spider didn't bite you. That one was quite venomous and I'm worried it bit your big cock, you might have to amputate it!". Carl got so desperate from these words that he put both his hands on my shoulders and shoved me down on his knees in front of him, his huge dick slapping against my face and open mouth several times. He pleaded me to check his cock out, almost crying with fear that he would somehow lose his virility. I quickly obliged, jerking him once again with my hands, all the while pretending I was giving his big piece of jockmeat a thorough examination. "Carl, it is as I feared. You fat cockhead it's too big and too red, it's not normal. I'm afraid the spider bit you!" I said, while picking up the pace of my stroking and going faster on his dick. "Oh my god, oh my god, Paul, what should I do? I don't wanna lose my dick bro, I'm still a virgin! Oh Jesus!" He almost cried. "Well bro, there's a way, a very efficient way, actually, to drain the venom, if you'd like. I could suck it off for you, until all the venom is out, like they tell us to do in those survival books. Do you want it?" I asked him, looking at his eyes. "Yeah bro, please, anything, do it! Just suck my dick Paul. Please bro, please suck my dick. It's so big and red, it needs to be drained, put it in your mouth, please suck me..." he pleaded. "Of course bro, I wouldn't want you to lose your dick either" I said, right before I took his fat cockhead in my mouth and started sucking it, while I still jerked the base of his cock with my right hand. Every minute I took more and more of his huge length in my mouth and sucked hard, like my mouth was a vacuum, and I could hear his moans and cries of relief above me, thinking that the venom was finally getting out. My tongue caressed all over his huge cock and lapped at his balls, and then I started to really slam my throat open and down on his member. Like the skilled cocksucker I was, I took all of his big dick to the hilt, covering it in spit and letting that fuckstick deep in my throat for a few seconds, fake gagging cause I knew straight guys found that hot. And just as I started to make gag sounds, I realized immediately he got hornier, still thinking about getting all the spider venom out, but now a bit prouder with himsef for having such a large cock. He got so excited by the prospect of not losing his dick to spider venom that it didn't took long for him to hold my head with his hands and start to skullfuck me fast and hard. I was in gay sex heaven, having successfully manipulated that hot, straight teen stud into fucking my mouth with all of his strength, that big thick cock slinding in and out of my mouth. He creamed inside my mouth after ten minutes, spurt after spurt of hot, thick cum going down my throat and even escaping from the sides of my lips. I had cum dripping out of my mouth when I got up and looked at him, gasping for air. "Well bud, that was a big load. How long has it been since you last came?" I asked him, my hand on his shoulder. "Shit bro, I think a week or so? Why?" He still looked a little bit scared. "Shit bro, that means there's lots of cum in your balls still! Don't you know that when the spider bit your cock, the venom went straight to your balls? We need to get all of that infected cum out! Quickly, grab some lube and meet me in your parents bedroom!" I yelled, while he sprinted to the stairs to do as I said, not even thinking about it. I gave a small laugh. When Carl entered his parents bedroom, he found me on all fours, legs spread and tight pink hole on display, both my hands holding my smooth, fat asscheeks spread apart. I turned my head to look at the naked stud and saw as his cock quickly filled up with blood at the sight of his twinky, jocky friend in such a slutty position, and I huskily told him: "Come on, bro. Lube up your big cock and my tight ass and start fucking me. There's lots of venomous cum in your balls and you need to let it out, and my mouth and hands are already tired. So as a good friend, I'll give you my tight jockhole, okay? And don't worry, you can fuck me hard and fast, we need to make you cum as quickly as possible. And considering how fat your balls look, you might be inside me a while..." It was just as I said. That afternoon, Carl fucked me in almost every corner of the house: on his parents bed, on the kitchen counter, on the sofa, in his big bro's bed, in the jacuzzi and even outside, in one of the garden's lounge chairs. I kept screaming and yelling at him to fuck me faster and harder with his huge cock, to really slam inside me and fill me with his venomous cum, so my dear buddy wouldn't die. And he didn't disappoint. I came home that day with a cummy hole full of healthy, teen stud cum, my hole sore and satisfied. Carl was such a good jock friend...