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Wow, they sure are pissed off at you.

"If I hadn't come in, you'd be here till tomorrow morning.  And all you did was fumble the ball.  Anyone of then could have done that.  Here, let me help you out.  Geez, they didn't even let you shower.  Man, that really sucks.  You made a touchdown.  Didn't they even take that into consideration?  I guess they figured since you fumbled at the one yard line you lost them the game.  Man, this tape is strong.  So are your legs." I told him.

I couldn't help myself, I had to run my hands over his fuzzy cheeks and down those thick thighs.  He squirmed especially when I got close to his crotch.  I went back to work on the tape around his shoulder pads.  It was wrapped around his neck and wrists.  Whoever did this was on crack or something.  And where the hell did they get this tape.  I thought it was regular duct tape, but it wasn't.  I couldn't tear it at all.  I had a pocket knife, but I much rather played with the tape.  He seemed to have trouble breathing.  I finally took the tape gag off.

"God, thanks.  I was about to suffocate.  My sinuses are all screwed up." He said.

"It really is a good thing I came in." I said.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"I got a call that the water heater was out.  I think it was a bogus call.  It's working fine.  They must have wanted me to find you." I told him.

"They said they were going to call a fa....gay guy to come fuck my ass." he said.

"I know whose idea that was.  Your quarter back knows I'm gay.  He likes to fool around with guys once in a while.  I met him at Mardi Gras, in a gay bar.  I sucked his dick.  Then he punched me and left.  I've never told anyone before." I said.

"He's such a prick.  I hate that guy.  I think he sucks as a quarterback to." he said

"I agree.  You guys lost the game because he can't get the damn ball off quick enough.  He got sacked twice because he's just to slow." I said like I was telling him something he didn't already know.

"I appreciate you helping me out here.  And thanks for not fucking my ass." he said.

"Don't thank me yet.  That thing is calling my name.  That's one fine ass." I joked.

"Thanks" he chuckled.  I had to cop a feel once again.  

"It's nice and firm to.  That would make a nice pillow." I joked squeezing his butt cheek.

"Not the way it smells right now.  I can't wait to get in the shower." he said.

"You smell sexy to me.  I want to get these damn pads off you so I can smell your pits." I said, wanting to tease him as much as I could.  "At least, I can get to that jock." I said bending over to sniff the pouch of his jock.

"You're crazy.  I guess you really are gay." he said.

"Totally, and you look like beef on a hook to me right now."  I finally got the tape off his pads and peeled it off his neck.  I pulled the pads off.  His upper body was now all mine.  He was wet with sweat under the pads.  His pits dribbled sweat down his sides. His chest was as beautiful as his ass.  It was covered with fine fur.  I ran my hand across his pectorals.  His nipples perked up with my touch.  "You don't mind do you?" I asked rubbing his chest.

"I'd mind less if I wasn't tied up." he said.

"You wouldn't let me if you weren't tied up." I challenged.

"I wouldn't have before, but I have to admit, it kinda feels good." he said.

"I can make you feel a lot better than that, but not while you're tied up." I said.  I finally pulled out my pocket knife and started cutting the tape.

"You had a knife all along?" he asked.

"Yeah" I smiled.

"You're enjoying yourself aren't you." he said.

"Hell yeah,  I could have enjoyed myself a lot more, but they didn't blind fold you." I joked.  I finally got him free.  He sat on the bench and pulled his pants and socks off.  

"Let's see if there's hot water." he said.  He pulled his jock off and tossed it to me as he went into the shower.

I sat watching him shower while I fumbled with his jock.  He showered as though I wasn't there.  When he was done, he looked for a towel.  "Ah shit, they took all the towels."

"I'll lick you dry." I offered.

"I might have to let you." He laughed.  I saw a clean towel and got it for him.  He thanked me and started drying.  I took it back and dried his back.  Then his butt.  He grinned and spread his legs and arms.  I went on and dried his entire body, cock and all.  When I was done, I was standing behind him.  I bent over and licked from his butt crack, all the way up his spine to his hair line.  "Whoa." he said squirming.  "Do that again." he said.  I stuck my tongue as deep down his crack as I could and worked my way slowly up to his neck.  He closed his eyes and squirmed again.  Then he took my hand and led  me into the trainer's room.

He laid down on the massage table.  He didn't say a word.  I went to work on him.  I used my tongue as much as my hands.  I worshiped his entire body.  He moaned and groaned as I worked him over.  I rolled him over and started on his front.  I worked all around his now hard cock.  Then I took his cock down my throat.  He let out a grunt and shot his load deep down my throat.  I choked.  I hadn't expected it so quickly.  I pulled off and jacked him till he stopped my hand.  Then I sucked him gently till he went soft.

I found a small towel and wiped him and me clean.  "That was great." he said.

"I enjoyed it." I said.

"You didn't cum." he said.

"That's okay." I said.

"No hell it's not.  That wouldn't be right." he said.  For the first time, I noticed just a little country boy accent.

"What are you going to do, suck me?" I asked.

"No, but I'll jack you off.  It ain't right for you to pleasure me and not get something in return." he said.

"That's nice, but believe me, I got something out of it.  You don't have to feel obligated." I said.

"That ain't the way I was brought up.  Fair is fair." he argued.

"Well hell, if you want to that bad sure, I'll take a hand job." I gave in.

"Get yer clothes off." He said.

"Okay" I said.  I was somewhat confused.  Here I'm thinking this guy's straight and he wants me to get naked so he can jack me off.  I took off all my clothes.  My cock was hard.  He looked at it and smiled a crooked smile.  He looked behind me and saw a bottle of massage oil on a counter.  

"Get that oil over there." he said.  I took the bottle to him.  He turned me around and pulled me up on the table between his legs.  He pulled me up against his muscular body.  Playfully, he squirted oil all over me.  He set the bottle aside and began rubbing the oil all over me.  He massaged me from behind, all the way from my chest to as far down my legs as he could reach.  Finally, he grabbed my cock.  He jacked my cock for a while, then juggled my balls.  He'd go back and forth over and over.  The pressure began to build in my balls.  I wondered how long he was going to toy with me before letting me cum.  I wasn't going to get my answer any time soon.  I almost came several times, but he'd stop each time until I calmed down.

The oil ran off my body.  He started scooping it up and adding it to his.  His chest became slick against my back.  I started feeling him making a humping motion.  I reached between us and found his cock smashed against his leg by the cheek of my ass.  I pulled it up against my lower back.  It was as hard as ever.  Now he could rub it up and down my back with just a little flex of his abs.  

"You gotta fuck me." I said.  I never invited that before.  I'm usually top, but I never felt muscles like this against my back either.  The oil, his muscles, his hard cock, I wanted him to use them all on me.

"Ain't never fucked a fella before." he said.

"I ain't never asked for it before, but you really need to fuck me." I said, throwing his accent back at him.

"Hell, they's a first time for everything I guess.  Don't got a condom though." He said.

"Got any bugs?" I asked.

"Nope." he answered.

"Then fuck me." I said.  I started to get up, but he pushed me over on the table.  My legs dropped over the sides.  He scooted back a little then scooted forward pushing his cock against my hole.  It wasn't ready and didn't give in.  He grabbed the bottle of oil and poured some down my crack.  I felt the cool oil run down my hot pucker.  He eased a slick finger in.  I grabbed the table and gritted my teeth.  He worked at my nearly virgin hole until I was able to relax and accept his intrusion.  Then he eased his cock head past my sphincter.  

We both moaned as it moved deeper and deeper in.  This position worked for a while, but I wanted him deeper inside me than our legs would allow.  He wanted to go deeper to.  Together, we moved off the table.   He held my hips tight against his groin.  We chuckled as he worked to get in a better position without him slipping out of me.  There was an exercise ball in the corner.  Laughing, we shuffled over to the ball. I laid over the ball and spread my legs wide.  He pushed in as far as I could take.  After a few tries, I could finally take all he had to give me.  He started building a rhythm.  We bounced up and down on the ball.  He could slam down in me pull up and wait for me to bounce back up.

I was getting hammered way harder than I'd ever hammered a guy's ass.  Our bodies made loud slapping sounds as we crashed together.  He gripped my upper arms so tight he shut off the blood flow.  Finally, he pulled out and threw me on the floor.  He straddled me and grabbed my cock with his.  We shot together, covering my chest and face with thick ribbons of cum.  

He collapsed on top of me, sweating and panting.  His huge body crushed the breath out of my skinny chest.

I suffered as long as I could, but finally had to confess in a struggling voice. "You're squishing me."

He rolled off with a chuckle.  He slid his big arm under my neck and pulled me over on top of him.  He grabbed the back of my head in his big hand and mashed my lips to his.  He kissed me.  I must have looked as shocked as I was.  "What, you ain't never kissed a fella before?" he asked.  "I haven't, but I bet you have."  he added.

"Why'd you kiss me?" I asked.  I don't know why I asked that.

"I ain't never fucked nobody I couldn't kiss first.  This time I owed you a kiss since I fucked you first." he said.

"You seem to feel obligated a lot." I said.

"Fair's fair." he said.  He pulled me down on his shoulder.  We lay on the cold tile floor for quite some time.

"We gotta clean up this mess.  Mr. Sparks will have a heart attack if he sees this mess." he finally said.

We got up and showered first.  Then, after drying off, we used the wet towels and cleaner spray to clean up all the oil and cum.  Satisfied we'd gotten everything cleaned up, we got dressed.  I asked him for a souvenir.

"A souvenir?" he asked.

I held up his jock strap. He laughed out loud.  "Sure buddy, you got it." he said.  "Say, give me yer number. We gotta do this again some time." he added.

I ran back into the trainers room and wrote my number on a post-it note.  I handed it to him.  He gave me a card with his name and number.  On the back, it had a barcode and number on it.  "That will get you into any home game and the locker room afterward.  Just in case I get strung up again." he said with a chuckle.

"I'll be torn between wanting our team to win and wanting you to screw up." I joked.  He laughed and we went on our ways.

A week later they had a home game.  I had to go, but I worked too late to get there till after the game started.  At the gate, I showed my card.  They told me where to sit.  It was on the 45 yard line right down front.  As I was searching for my seat, I saw my friend looking into the seating.  I found my seat.  He was looking for me.  When he saw me, he smiled and jabbed the guy next to him.  He whispered something to him and the guy looked around at me.  I felt kind of embarrassed.  What had he told the guy?  Soon, I forgot all that and really got into the game.

My friend not only made a crucial touchdown, but he caught a pass intended for another player who tipped it.  He ran it in for the winning touch down.  After the game, I worked my way to the locker room.  Security was tight and the press was all over the place.  Eventually, the press was shuffled out and I got to go in.  My friend was already dressed.   "Damn" I thought.  I wanted so much to see him in his jock or naked.  He greeted me with a manly hug.  Then he introduced me to another player, I suppose the guys he'd pointed me out to in the stands.  We talked about the game a little and just anything that  came to mind.  My friend was being constantly interrupted with congratulations from other players.  He seemed to purposely be taking as long as he could to get ready to leave.  So was his buddy who was still getting dressed.  I admired his body to, but he wasn't my main interest.

Finally, we left.  My friend asked me if I wanted to come over to his house.  It was way early in the season, so a win at this time wasn't a big celebration.  I suggested I follow him in my car.  He asked where I was parked.  He told me he'd drive me to my car.  The three of us got in his Mercedes.  He took me to my old pickup.  I followed him home.

As we went in, the other guy went to the kitchen to get beers for the three of us, stopping to put their bags in the laundry room.  My friend and I went to the den.  I sat down on the big leather sofa.  He sat beside me.  Close beside me.  He put his arm around my shoulder.  His friend came in with the beer.  "You don't waste time." he told my friend.

"Heck no.  I'm frisky as hell after that game." my friend said.

"You told him about...." I started.

"He plays for your team.  Sure I told him.  I was braggin' 'bout you all week." my friend said.

"He sure was.  Hell he bragged more about nailing you than the other guys to about nailing movie stars." his friend said.

"Do you live here to?" I asked.

"Yeah, we've been room mates since college.  I was his first hand-job.  I hear you're pretty good." he said.

"Better with his ass." my friend said.  "That things like trying to get a fat lady in skinny jeans." 

"I bet it isn't after the hammering you gave it last week.  Hell, I was sore for three days." I exaggerated.

"Wanna do it again?" my friend asked. 

"Got an exercise ball?" I said half joking.

"And a whole bunch oil." my friend said running his hand up my leg to grab my growing cock.

"How fast can we get naked." I joked.

"Yeah!" he shouted yanking me off the sofa and throwing me over his shoulder.  He waked out of the room into their in-home gym.  "Ain't you coming?" he ask his roomy.

"I didn't know I was invited." his roomy said.

"Get yer ass in here." my friend ordered.

He pulled off my shoes and socks as he carried me. When we got to the room, he rolled me off on the padded floor carefully, and grabbed my pants, pulling them down to my knees.  I struggled out of my shirt while he grabbed the legs of my pants and pulled them off.  His roomy was taking his underwear off by that time.  Now naked, I jumped up and started stripping my hunk.  I couldn't wait to see his beefy legs and ass.  I was delighted to see he was wearing a jock.  I buried my face in his crotch.  His roomy laid on the floor with his head under me and attacked my ass and balls.  Eventually, I got my friend down on the floor face down and dove into his meaty cheeks.  I pushed his legs apart and lapped at his hole like a dog.  He moaned and spread his cheeks with his hands.

His roomy got the oil.  He squirted it on both of us, all over, then he began rubbing it in.  He coated himself with the oil and got down behind me to eat my ass again.  "Fuck my ass." my friend said.

"WHAT?" I shouted as I sprang up. 

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" His roomy shouted.

"Fuck my ass.  Fuck it hard, just like I fucked yours." my friend said.  I was so stunned I couldn't react.

My friend rolled over and shoved me down on my back.  He straddled me and took my hard cock in his oily hand.  I eased himself down till my cock head was pressing at his back door.  He forced his own finger into his ass and then tried again.  This time he pressed down harder.  He yelled as  my cock jabbed into his virgin hole.  "Fuck that hurts." he said.  But he didn't stop.  He eased himself down farther and farther.  

His roomy looked like a little kid that just saw his daddy fuck his mom.  My friend rode my cock.  His cock had gone soft.  He began to pick up speed.  Soon his cock and balls were flopping up and down on my belly.  His cock began to rise again when I took it in my hand and started stroking it.  "Fuck my legs are too tired." my friend said.  He pulled off me and grabbed the exercise ball.  He flopped over it, but decided he didn't want it that way.  He laid on his back and raised his huge legs.  I was put off by the submissive way he looked, but I jumped on him anyway.  My cock entered him easily, but still he was tight.  I started fucking him.

His big beefy ass and thick thighs were a lot to work with, too much for me to hold up.  I turned him on his side and pulled one leg up against my body.  I slid my ass along his other thigh as I fucked him.  He grabbed his friend and pulled him over roughly.  He got his friend sitting at his head, with one leg under his head like a pillow, facing his buddy's cock.  His friend and I looked at each other, surprised.  As I fucked my friend, his face was forced into his buddy's pubes.  All of a sudden, he took his buddy's cock and put it in his mouth.

That excited me so I started to shutter.  I started to pull out, but my friend bent the leg I was holding over my shoulder and held me there.  I started shooting up his ass.  His friend warned him he was about to shoot to.  He held his position and got cum in both ends.  He actually swallowed his buddy,s load.  

When I was finished cumming, he pushed me over with his leg and pulled me to him while turning me over.  He slid his cock right in my ass.  Unfortunately, he came almost immediately.  He still had his buddy's cock in his mouth and made muffled sounds as he shot his load up my hole.  His buddy dropped back on the floor.

My friend and I lay between his buddy's legs.  As his cock went soft and slid out of my ass, I rolled over and was engulfed in his arms.  We lay nose to nose in his buddy's pubic bush.  He let his friend,s cock slide out of his mouth finally.  He kissed me.

"What say we rest a while and do it again." my friend suggested.  I just smiled.  

"Only if you pound my ass like you did his last week." his buddy said.

"I'd like to see that." I said.

"I'd like to do that." my friend said.  "I'm gonna suck your cock to before that day's over." he told me.

We had two more wild ass suck and fucks that day.  He did everything to us that we did to him, including eat our asses.  We stopped long enough to shower, get dressed and go eat, then come home and, leaving a trail of clothing from his car to the gym, start all over again.  I left at four in the morning, only because I had to be at work at seven.  That was the longest day ever.

The next week, they were out of town.  The next home game was another big win.  After celebrating with the team, we went to his house for another all night fuck fest.  I couldn't go to the next game.  They lost.  I went to the next one and they won.  The team declared I was their good luck charm.  I think they knew what was going on, but no one mentioned it.  They just insisted I be at every game.  They even took me to the play offs and put me up in their hotel.  We couldn't play much in the hotel.  I got caught in my friend's bed one morning.  The guys that caught us teased us a little in private, but never publicly.   My friend and his roomy were obviously becoming very close.  I didn't feel left out, but I knew I was a third wheel.  

I met a guy that worked for the team as an assistant trainer.  He was gorgeous, and just as fit as any of the players.  He'd suffered a neck injury in his rooky year.  He could never play again.  They put him through med school and hired him back as a trainer.  One day, I told him how my friend and I met.  He laughed and said his boss was wondering where all his massage oil had gone.  He and I acted out the night I met my friend, all the way to tying him up and pulling his pants down to show off his butt in a jock.  It was like living the night all over again.  The trainer and I have been together ever since.  My friend and his roomy seem to be quite happy together.