lorenzo michael thought I would work out fine, and gave me a quick orientation on what my duties would be. I was to clean up after school, and after the players. Make certain the laundry was done, the floors were cleaned, and the showers were as well. He handed me the keys to the locker room, so that after games I could finish even if it were late, and I could lock up. I can't tell you what a thrill it was to handle those keys. It was like he was handing me the keys to a gold chest. I thanked the lorenzo for the opportunity, and I believe I saw a twinkle in his eyes, as he smiled at me. The first day on the job, was pretty easy. The football team just finished practice, and were all trying to clean up and go home. The smell in that room, made my dick hard. Have you ever smelled that wonderful combination of sweat, musk, soap, and just natural male smells. The team was walking around in various states of undress. Some were heading to the showers, others were just stripping off their uniforms, and others had cleaned up and heading out the door. I knew most the guys by sight if not by name, and I was thoroughly enjoying the sites in front of me. There was every size, shape, and color of cock and ass imaginable. I did notice those that seemed more endowed, and was surprised by others. As I was walking around making sure towels were handed out and picked up, I bumped into timm. He was just getting out of his uniform and was standing there in nothing but his hot jock, and shoulder pads. The site sent my dick hard in about three seconds. I glanced up at his face, and he blessed me with his brilliant smile. "Hey man sorry, I was not watching where I was going", he said. "No problem, I was pretty occupied in thought myself". timm smiled again, and then with a hint of mischief said, "Yeah, I noticed". Not sure what he meant, but I had been staring at his crotch. As he walked away, I checked out my fantasy, and it was beyond real. His bubble butt had a fine coating of hair, just a shade lighter than that on his head. He shook as he moved, in perfect syncopation with his steps. I was in heaven. That night in bed, the erection came quickly and the ejaculation even quicker. I could not contain my lust, my desire, and my need for timm. This job as towel boy had its advantages, but it also had its disadvantages. I didn't know if I could keep my dick under control. Would I sprout wood at the mere sight of timm, or any of the other hunks on the team? I had been good so far, but as the days went on, and the feeling of familiarity became stronger, I was letting my guard down. I had not admitted to being gay to myself, and certainly was not sure where my sexuality was, but I knew I was attracted to men, and timm in particular. During the next several weeks, I had made friends with most of the team, and timm and I were at least on speaking terms. As felt wonderful every timme timm would say hello, or tap me on the shoulder as we passed down the halls. At one point he wrapped his arm around my shoulders, and pulled me into him in a playful manner in the halls. We wrestled around a bit, and as I turned my head, my nose was directly in his armpit. I took a quick whiff, and struggled to get free. I hoped he hadn't noticed. He let me loose, tussled my hair, and then gave me another one of those smiles. Late that afternoon after practice, I was cleaning up after the team, and I came across a hot jock lying on the floor near timm's locker. I had no idea whose it was, but the temptation was there. I picked it up, looked at the stained hot jock, and instinctively put it to my nose. The scent was intoxicating, my head felt light; all my senses tingled with excitement. I then stuffed the pouch into my mouth and began to suck on it. I could taste the salty taste of sweat, the acid taste of piss, and the sweet taste of cum. I knew that taste from eating my own after each cum session at night. Someone had actually shot into his hot jock. Did they jerk off into it, or did they come during the game? I was not sure, but my dick was hard at the thought. I quickly looked around to make sure no one had noticed me, and then deposited the hot jock in the laundry. As I passed by the showers I heard noises. I didn't think there was anyone else left in the locker room, so I was curious to see what was up. I quietly moved around the corner and was amazed at what was happening before my eyes. There in the furthest corner of the communal showers was the lorenzo, and Somchai the defensive lineman. lorenzo michael was on his knees, sucking Somchai's thick slab of meat, while Somchai just leaned back on the wall. The lorenzo was even better looking than I imagined. At 45, he was graying slightly, but his body was tight, and his chest furry. His legs had always looked well muscled, as I knew he ran regularly. Somchai on the other hand was a powerhouse of muscle. He worked out religiously every day in the weight room. His shoulders and arms bulged with pumped muscle, his legs powerful and strong, and his smooth tan skin shimmered with sweat. "Yeah lorenzo, eat my dick man, eat this powerhouse cock!" lorenzo michael just hummed in ascent. He was eating that boy's dick as if it were his last meal. "Now, lick those balls, lorenzo, lick behind those orbs, where the sweat is sweeter!" Somchai was really into the scene, and I have to admit so was I. I had never really seen two men go at each other with abandoned before, but here it was. Somchai leaned forward and started to run his hands down the lorenzo's back, and down to the crack of his ass. He was still feeding the lorenzo his cock, but the intent was clear. He then pulled the lorenzo's head off his cock, turned around and presented his full ass to him. "Eat my dirty, hairy hole fucker!" The lorenzo started to kiss, lick and lightly bite the big man's globes. He then took his nose, and running it up the crack of Somchai's ass, took a deep breath. It was just like my fantasy. Just the same action I wanted to do to timm. lorenzo michael pulled back, spread Somchai's massive mounds, and then just stared at the exposed sphincter. "Damn boy, you do have pretty hole." "Probably tastes just as good as it smells too!" lorenzo michael was in his element. He then moved forward, stuck out his tongue, and swiped it up Somchai's crack. Somchai moaned in pleasure as he felt the rough muscle, slide across his tender pink hole. "Yeah man, clean my hole out!" "I've been waiting all day for you to suck my ass hole." lorenzo dove back into the massive ass and buried his face in that beautiful butt. He seemed to be going nuts trying to get deeper inside. Somchai closed his eyes, moaned in pleasure and pushed back onto the lorenzo's face. All this timme my dick was straining inside my hot jockeys. I unzipped my jeans, pulled my hard cock out and started to stroke at the scene in front of me. It was my fantasy come alive, and probably as close as I would come to it. At least that is what I thought. The lorenzo continued his efforts for a few more minutes, until Somchai told him to stop. Somchai turned around and presented his cock for further worship. "Here cock sucker, lube up this thick dick because it is going up your ass!" lorenzo complied and took the dick down to the hilt. As he came back up he made sure he wet the shaft down well with his spit. He deep throated that cock a few more timmes and then was ready. He turned around and positioned himself on all fours on the shower room floor. "DO ME FUCKER!" was all he needed to say. Somchai got behind him, positioned his cock, and then slowly slid the head into the lorenzo's waiting hole. lorenzo winced initially, as the big mushroom head pierced his hole. He then let out a breath of relief, as Somchail proceeded to push the rest of his dick into his ass. It must have been at least 8 or 9 inches in length and it disappeared inside the lorenzo in seconds. Once settled into that warm tunnel, Somchai grabbed the man's hips and began to piston his hips into him. Each trust became a bit harder and deeper. Each timme the lorenzo would beg for more. Another inch, a harder thrust, a faster pace. Eventually, Somchai was a machine in motion. No longer thinking of the lorenzo's pleasure or pain, but his own gratification, he was an animal in heat. He thrust his hard shaft deep into the lorenzo's hungry ass, and he punished with his weapon. "Yeah fucker, take this man's cock, ride my dick!" Somchai was a man on a mission. I could tell by Somchai's breathing that he was close to shooting his wad up the lorenzo's hole. I was close to shooting mine that was for sure. Somchail had made the lorenzo change positions, and had him on his back, with legs up on the floor. I could really get a good view of his tool working the man's hole. It was slick with ass juice, and hard as a nail, but the lorenzo was in heaven. He stroked his cock in perfect rhythm with the defensive lineman's punches. "Here it comes fucker, I'm going to flood your hole with my cum" Somchai screamed, and he thrust harder into the ass hole, and held himself there, muscles tensed, teeth clenched. He then started to push in and out just abit more making certain his juice was deep inside the man. At that same timme, lorenzo moaned out his assent into the abyss that is orgasm. I could see the stream of cum shoot over his shoulder and land on the floor behind his head. He volleyed a few more ropes of cum on his chest before lying there exhausted. Somchai collapsed on top of the lorenzo, and then tenderly searched his mouth with his tongue. The kiss was passionate and not rushed, more love than threat, and certainly of fulfilled pleasure. I had turned around the corner and proceeded shot my load all over the floor. The sights, the sounds, mixed with the smells of the locker room, pushed me over the edge. I stood there, gasping, shaking from the eruptive orgasm, eyes closed, trying to burn that scene into my memory. When I opened my eyes, I was staring into timm's face. "Not shot man, looks like you really had to bust that nut!" timm smiled, and walked away. I was red with embarrassment, and shame. Not only had I been caught, but by timm. I could never look at him again I thought. I could I explain. I quickly put myself back together, and left the building. The following day, I avoided timme like the plague. I didn't meet his eyes, went the other way down the halls, anything to avoid him. I was embarrassed, and ashamed. I figured he would never see me the same way again. I was going into the locker room at the end of the day, and I purposely avoided timm's locker area. I also tried to avoid lorenzo michael too. Somehow I did not want him to know I had witnessed his little play with Somchai, I am not sure why. I was putting some equipment away, when I hear timm calling for me. I took a deep breath and walked over to where his locker was. He was sitting on the bench, still dressed in his uniform. "Did you call for me?" "Yeah stud, could you help me off with my uniform. I sprained my wrist at practice." "Sure, not a problem timm", was all I could muster. I straddled the bench in front him, and proceeded to help him off with his jersey. As close as I was to him, I could feel his hot breath on my stomach, and he attempted to help. I got jersey off, and laid that on the floor. I started to help with his shoulder pads. "Why don't we leave those for now, could you help with the cleats?" I just smiled back, and proceeded to untie his cleats, and take them off. I was starting to wonder why he needed my help, it didn't seem to me that the injury was that bad. But this did give me an excuse to be close to him. I was taking this all in and enjoying the intimmacy. What I failed to notice was timm's face. He sat back, and grinned. There was a look of contentment, of completion on his face. Little did I know what that was all about? I started taking off timm's sock, and feeling the hard muscled calves, the fine hairs trail across my fingers, was giving me a hard on. Not to mention his smell. Damn, but I loved the smell of a man who sweats. As I got closer to his feet, I must have tickled him, and he jerked. I was not prepared for that, and I fell backward onto him. We both lay prone on the bench, our eyes meeting. It was a brief moment, but there was a fire in his eyes, something I had not noticed before. I quickly recovered, and joked about his reflexes and how they were pretty good. He just smiled, and said they had to be to play the game so well. We both laughed. I then went to work the shoulder pads again, and this timme he allowed me to pull them off. Again his hot breath was seeping through my tee shirt, and I my cock was straining against my jeans. As I lifted up, timm needed to lean in and as he did so, I thought I felt him kiss my stomach. It was brief contact, but something nonetheless. As he sat there bare chested, with only his uniform pants and pads still on, he was mesmerizing. The scent of his maleness was filling the air, and even if I tried I could not hide the erection in my jeans. He stared into my eyes, and then at my crotch. I followed his gaze, and blushed. "Nothing to be ashamed about man, we all get those". He smiled, and then asked me to help him off with the rest. By this timme the rest of the team had already finished cleaning up and were leaving. None of them said much as they left, and the situation with timm and I did not seem strange. timm was standing up at this point, and was trying to undo the ties at the top of his pants. His wrist was just a bit too tender to work the strings well enough so I helped him undo the pants, and helped to pull the pads out. Once loosened, the pants came down easily. There he was, standing in front of me in just his hot jock. I couldn't help but stare at the full package nestled within the fabric of that hot jock. His cock was hard, and straining against the mesh. I looked into his eyes. There was seriousness there. "Perhaps this is the view you like best" he said, and turned around. There, framed by the two elastic bands was the most beautiful ass I had ever seen. He turned to look back at me, his eyes were welcoming, his smile dazzling. "Go ahead Jimmy, do what you want." "I have been waiting for weeks to catch you alone, but after yesterday I knew I couldn't wait much longer". I sat on the bench and just stared at those two glorious globes. I reached up and started to massage each one of those hard gluts, and feel the muscles respond to my touch. timm relaxed, and allowed himself to feel the pleasure of my touch. Just as I had seen lorenzo do the day before, I began to lick, bite, and kiss that ass. To feel the warm flesh against my tender lips sent shivers down my spine. I needed to sniff the man's ass. To smell the deepest essence of whom this man was. Spreading his cheeks just slightly, I ran my nose up the crack of his hairy ass, and took a deep, satisfying breath. It was more than I could have imagined. The mix of sweat, musk, and his maleness was there. I couldn't help myself, spread his cheeks further apart, and began to run my tongue across, and into his pungent hole. He bent down to give me better access, and I buried my face in his butt. I lapped at his hole, sending my pointed tongue as deep into that tunnel as I could reach. timm moaned loudly as I feasted on his pucker. "OH FUCK! Jimmy I never knew it could feel so good!" He chanted as I kept up my cadence. I was in heaven. The vision that was timm's ass was now my conquered territory. I was gone, and I had crossed a line within myself that felt right. I knew this was who I was, and this was the man I wanted. I pulled myself out of his ass, and turned him around. His full, stained, and wet hot jock pouch was at face level. I leaned in and began to suck on the fabric. I sucked on his ball sack through the webbing, and chewed up the shaft of his hard cock. I tasted piss, sweat, and yet again cum. It had been timm's hot jock I found the other day. The taste was the same, and I understood. He left it for me as bait. I took my head and pushed it further into his crotch. He ground his hips on my face, so that his hard cock was running across my face. I licked, suck, and chewed on any thing that came into my mouth. He then pulled my head away. He stared down into my eyes. There were no words spoken, he just bent down and kissed me. His ardent tongue found my mouth and forced its way in. I relented and gave myself over to the intrusion. The kiss was fire, it was passion, it was male. He then moved back, and again staring into my eyes, said, "Why don't you take off those clothes, and follow me?" I did as he asked and he led me to the shower room. He turned on the sprays at the far end on hot, and allowed a billow of steam to rise. The then stepped back to me, and embracing me, kissed me again. Our hands found the landscapes of our bodies, explored the valleys and hills of the topography of the male form. He started to kiss and suck on my neck, this sent shivers down my spine. He moved down to my chest and sucked lovingly at my nipples. He then lifted my arms up and dove into my armpits with vengeance. He licked, he sucked, and he savored the flavor of my sweat. As he maneuvered down my torso, he got to his knees, and licked my cock. He tenderly licked the mushroom head of my hard cock, and then took it into his lips. My brain froze that moment in timme. timm was sucking my dick! The scene was surreal, and yet it felt as natural as breathing. timm then took my shaft and swallowed as much as he could of my 10-inch cock. He went after my dick like a starving man. The only thing I could compare the sensations to was electricity. I stood there in the middle of the steam and allowed timm to take me, to make my body his for that timme. He was moving down to my balls, and sucking each one into his mouth, and licking it. He was making love to me. I wanted to be there with him, to give him the same sensations, and so I got down on the floor with him. We positioned ourselves into a 69 position and we both went at each other. Mouths, cocks, balls, ass holes, it all was tasted, and savored. I started to push a finger into timm's ass hole as I sucked his cock. He moaned and wiggled his ass, wanting more of my digit in him. I continued to suck his dick and as I did so, I would work more of my fingers into his hole. There was some tension there, but relaxation took over and soon I had three fingers up his wanting hole. I devoured my cock, slicking it up, chocking on it. I knew what he wanted instinctively, and it was the same thing I did. All this timme admiring the quarterback's ass, I wanted to fuck him. To feel my cock slide between those muscled cheeks, and feel the warmth of his inside. I wanted to feel him caress my shaft with his rectal muscles, to want me deep inside of him. Ultimmately to shoot my load in his hole, and mark it as mine. Just as I had seen Somchai do with lorenzo michael, I positioned timm on all fours. It was a beautiful sight to see that strong back arched, waiting for my assault. I spit on my cock, and lubed it up more. I positioned it at the entrance to his ass, and pushed. He gasp as the cock head, burst the barrier of his sphincter. timm pushed back instinctively onto my cock. It may have been an intrusion, but it was a welcomed one. I allowed him to do what he needed to do, to feel comfortable. To allow him to open up, relax to accept my cock. timm then gave me the sign that he was ok, that he wanted it to go on. I started to slowly piston my cock in and out of his hole. I would pull my fully hard shaft out of his hole, only so far as to allow the head to remain inside. I would then push back into his ass, with one long stroke. I repeated this process until I could feel his hole give itself to me. I grabbed timm by his hips and started to really get into motion. He moaned, he screamed, he demanded my assault on his ass. He wanted me deep inside his hole, to spread his hole, to fuck him. I did so with abandon. I don't know what came over me, but all I recall and a brutal fucking. I pounded his ass hole hard, fast and deep. I no longer worried about what he might be thinking of me. His hole felt so wonderful wrapped around my cock. I could tell by his reactions that he was enjoying. He would push back on me to make the strokes more intense. I knew at this rate I would never last. I wanted to see his eyes as I punished his hot jock hole. I told him to get on his back and left his massive legs. I then repositioned my cock and drove it in. I could see him close his eyes tight, to call out, to scream of pleasure. I braced myself against his legs, and looked down at him. He stared back at me with such love, such desire that I almost lost it. I wanted this scene to live on forever. The locker room, the smells, the steam, and the man of my dreams were all one. I couldn't hold back and told him so. He looked at me and demanded that I drown his guts in sperm. That I breed him like any whore I might want. I did so with pleasure. My cock expanded just a bit more, the tightness of my balls, signaled the eruption of cum, and I spit that river of juice into him. I yelled at the top of my lungs, the intensity was so great. He also yelled as he shot stream, after thick stream of cum on his chest. My legs felt week, my body tingling with electricity. I stayed within him for as long as I could. I could feel my cock start to deflate, and knew I had spent myself. I pulled out of him with a noisy plop. We both laughed. I moved down to him and stared into his eyes. Here was the quarterback of the football team, wet, exhausted, fucked, in the middle of the steamy locker room showers. What a sight. I kissed him passionately. All of a sudden I hear noise, and jolt in surprise. Someone was still in the locker room. A body appeared through the veil of steam and it was lorenzo michael. I froze for a minute, not knowing what to do. He looked at me, and then at timm. He was silent, as if trying to think of what to say. He then smiled, and said, "It is about timme you to got together." "I thought after yesterday and Jimmy here seeing me get fucked by Somchai, it would be the perfect motivation." I was shocked. timm said, "Yeah lorenzo, Jimmy here shot such a wad yesterday on the floor, that I knew the timme was right." Apparently I had been set up. "How did you know?" I asked. They both looked at me with amazement. "Duh Jim, you drooled like a puppy from day one." It seemed they both recognized the same lust that burned in them, burning in me. That is why the towel boy position was offered. They figured sooner or later I would slip. Well we all had a good laugh at that. I didn't care at this point. All I knew was I was with the hot jock of my Dreams
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