Dumb Jocks Ch. 04

We only had ten minutes left when I decided to surprise him. Finding the remote control, I flicked the butt plug on and set it to the gentle vibration setting.

Immediately, Callum clenched the table and bit his lip to stop a loud groan from escaping. I had been worried that the connection wouldn't work through the table and his jeans. I was happy to be proved wrong.

"You okay, Callum?" I asked innocently.

"The plug... fuck!" he groaned back.

Turning it up to another level, I watched him drop his head to the table. His shoulders tensed and he continued to moan. His actions caught the attention of a couple of students, who gave us an accusing stare.

"Sorry guys, he's just got some tummy issues..." I said, before leaning down to whisper to Callum, "more like a pussy full of my cum!"

Callum groaned, and he dropped his hands under the table and inside his pants. Soon, there was the telltale action of someone beating off.

At that moment, he didn't care who was watching. His asshole had been fucked hard and now the cold butt plug inside was vibrating against his sensitive walls.

"You going to cum for me, slut? Or do you want me to turn it off?!"

His head shot up and he glared at me. The intensity in his eyes made my tired balls tingle.

"Fuck no... I need to cum... Fuck, it feels good!" he muttered through gritted teeth.

Dropping his head back to the table, I turned up the vibrations, and he began to bang on the surface repeatedly. His ass clenched, and then his whole body twitched as he came, soiling his pants.

Several students looked over to see the fit black footballer, shuddering, moaning, and gasping for air. I looked at them apologetically and mouthed, "stomach cramps."

Turning off the plug, Callum finally managed to relax and catch his breath. Lifting his head, beads of sweat dripped from it. Using the sleeve of his jacket to wipe his forehead, he gave me a death stare.

"Well, I think that's about enough for today. We can pick it back up another time. Here's some questions for you to get your pretty head around," I said, sliding a paper over to him.

We left the library shortly after with Callum, holding a folder over his wet pants, waddling as fast as he could to the bathroom, while I headed to my accounting lecture.

Getting there half an hour early, I managed to get some coursework done before it started. Two hours later and I was on my way home. After learning more about the tax system, I felt like I had more information but far less understanding of it all.

With my brain a mess of numbers and rules, and my body recovering from the intense orgasm. I fell into bed and felt my eyes shut.

*

I ended up sleeping a lot longer than I meant to. Waking up over five hours later, I had several angry text messages on my phone from Hunter and Demarcus. Apologizing to them, I arranged for us to meet up for an hour before they went out for the night.

Being rather late in the afternoon, there was a room available to book in the library. Messaging the two men the location and time, I got the papers ready for them to practice.

Arriving at the library, I expected at least one of them to be there already, but instead, I was alone. Sighing, I got out the mock tests and waited. It took twenty minutes before Hunter eventually showed up.

"Where were you?!" I exclaimed.

"Could say the same to you," he retorted.

"Yeah, sorry about that. The session with Callum took a lot more out of me than I expected..." I said, trying to keep a straight face though I could see Hunter grin.

"Yeah, we saw him walking funny during practice! He had to tell Coach that he had bruised his ass!"

"Fuck, sorry I'm late guys," Demarcus said as he barged into the room.

Throwing his bag on the table, he continued speaking while finding a chair, "I can't stay long. I've got a date tonight and I need to get changed."

"Look, we've only got half an hour left in this room. You've got fifteen minutes to answer these simple questions. Then I'll mark them, and then we'll go from there."

Handing each of them a pencil, I let them look over the test. Though there were only twenty questions, they were a lot harder than the ones they would be answering on Friday.

It was a deliberate ploy from me. I wanted them to fail. I wanted them to think they needed my spunk to get smarter.

Leaving them to their tests, I found myself getting turned on as I stared around the room. The seat that Demarcus was sitting on was where Rocky had first swallowed my cum. There were so many memories here that I knew I had to get some sort of relief.

Noticing that there were seventeen minutes to go before they left, I knew I had to act quickly if I was going to get what I needed.

"One minute remaining and then I'll mark them," I announced.

Rushing through the papers, Demarcus managed to finish while Hunter still had a couple of questions unanswered.

"Time's up, hand them over."

Two sheets were crossed over to me and, pulling out my answer book, I quickly marked them. Luckily I had gone for multiple-choice, which meant the marking took all of two minutes.

"Okay, I've got some good news and some bad news. What do you want first?"

"Bad?" Demarcus replied after looking at Hunter.

"Bad news is that you've both failed."

"What the fuck?! I thought I did well," cursed Demarcus as he looked over the paper I gave back to him filled with red ink.

"What's the good news then?" Hunter asked.

"Good news is that we have enough time for me to give you some clever juice before you go!"

Hunter's face visibly lit up before he controlled it. Demarcus, however, didn't look impressed.

"Dude, I've got a date tonight with a girl. I can't go there with an ass full of cum!"

"Don't you worry, Demarcus. This one will only be orally and I've even got a mint for afterwards!" I smiled.

"Though we'll have to get a move on. That is if you want to leave on time!"

Learning from my encounter with Callum and the way Rocky had bossed them around, I took control. Pulling down my pants, I kicked them off and walked to where the two footballers were sitting. Knowing that Hunter was by far the more eager, I aimed my cock at his face first.

His bright green eyes looked up at mine and I could see a desire there. Smirking, I said, "as we haven't got all day, you're going to have to do everything that I say."

Gripping his light brown hair, I pulled his head back and pressed my throbbing tip against his lips. After a token resistance, he opened up, and I groaned as I was bathed in wet warmth.

"That's right, suck my cock!"

Pushing further inside, Hunter's tongue swirled around my shaft. He instinctively pulled me in when I tried to pull back and relaxed when I pushed in. He was eager to be a good slut.

Enjoying how submissive the footballer was, I continued to use his mouth. Sliding in and out while he looked at me with lust. I could have happily spent the evening between those perfect pink lips, but I had another jock that needed teaching.

With my cock now slick with salvia, I pulled out and presented it to Demarcus. The head was an inch from his lips but he didn't open up.

"Come on Demarcus, you can't expect Hunter to do all the work... unless you want me to cum over your face?"

Gripping my shaft, I gave it a couple of tugs to show that I was serious. I was rewarded with a look of fear on the Latino's face. Quickly, he opened up and began to tentatively lick my tip.

"Better! Now cover your teeth, I'm coming in!" I said as I pushed my hips forward and pushed inside.

Rather than let me in deep, Demarcus created a tight seal around my head and sucked hard. His tongue didn't stop licking my sensitive skin and then he flicked the slit, causing me to gasp.

It was something that I hadn't experienced before, and I found my balls tingling.

Knowing that it could be a weak spot, Demarcus continued to tease my slit until a glob of precum spurted out. Lapping it up, the running back let out an involuntary whimper and at that moment, I knew that I had him.

Taking hold of his head, I pushed further in until I heard him splutter. Holding still, he continued to suck, but his tongue pressed against my undershaft, trying to keep me from edging towards his throat.

Seeing Hunter gazing at the two of us, I used my elbow to get his attention and mouthed at him, `take off his pants!'

It took two more times of me repeating the words before he finally got what I meant.

Pulling the chair from Demarcus, it forced the running back to lift up until he was bent at the waist. That glorious ass was thrust high and proud, and then Hunter yanked down his tracksuit bottoms.

"So fucking big!" I whistled.

The phat assed running back was going commando and his large cheeks wobbled in the cool air making him whimper.

Demarcus tried to reach for his bottoms but before he could, his teammate bent down and shoved his mouth into his running back's crack.

Immediately, the muffled protests of Demarcus turned into a reluctant groan as his sensitive asshole was eaten out by his teammate, "mmmm... Hunter!"

"Fuck, that's hot!" I groaned as I watched the large man enthusiastically rimming the caramel-skinned jock.

With all the pleasure coursing through his body, Demarcus was no longer trying to keep my cock from going deeper.

Taking advantage, I pushed harder. He struggled around my thickness, but with Hunter eating him out, he couldn't stop moaning and soon I felt his throat open up. A forceful shove, and I managed to drive the rest of my shaft past his lips.

"Yes!" I cried.

The tight ring of Demarcus's throat gripped my cock and though I wanted it to last longer, I pulled back, letting him breathe.

"Ahhh... What the fuckkkk... oh my god!"

He had lifted up to be face to face with me. He was just about to tell me off when his words died in his mouth and instead, a moan escaped. With easier access, Hunter had reached around to begin jerking him off while continuing to slobber over his sensitive asshole, making Demarcus lose all coherent thought.

Knowing where I wanted to be. I shuffled around until I was next to Hunter. The large man crouched to his knees, allowing me to get behind the Latino.

This fat ass had been calling to me ever since he had come into the room and despite my earlier promise, I had to have it.

The Latino's hole was already gaping from Hunter's hungry rimming, and with saliva dripping from my shaft, I placed the tip at the entrance.

Before the running back could say anything, I pushed forward, crying in pleasure as I invaded him. At the same time, Hunter had moved quickly to suck his teammate off. The dual sensation caused Demarcus to curse, splutter and moan all at once.

"No... you said... fuck, your mouth feels good! You said you weren't going to fuck my ass!"

"I'm sorry Demarcus, but your ass is just too good to pass up..." I moaned as I kept pushing deeper inside, "holy fuck, that's tight!"

With Hunter blowing him and fondling his balls, Demarcus was a mess of feelings. His ass was once again happily welcoming a thick cock and though he had a girlfriend, he found himself moaning as I began to move in and out of him.

"It's so fucking thick..." he whispered to himself.

Squeezing his vast globes, I enjoyed the softness before I pulled out. Grabbing Hunter's hair, I forced him to rim his teammate again, making Demarcus cry out, "oh shit!"

"That's it. Lube him nicely for my cock!" I demanded, and both men whimpered submissively.

"Spit! I want that hole dripping before I rip it open."

After Hunter had spat twice and shoved his tongue as deep as he could inside, I shoved the huge man away. Aiming my prick, I thrust it back into the tight, phat ass of the running back.

"Ahhh... fuckkk!" We both cried out.

This time, I continued to drive forward until my hips slapped against his cheeks, making them wobble from the impact.

Now balls deep inside the handsome jock, I ordered Hunter to get on the table and underneath his teammate in a sixty-nine position. I needed the defensive tackles' talented mouth to distract from the rough pounding I was going to give Demarcus.

"Now, I'm going to fuck this ass hard. I know you're going to moan like a slut, so if you don't want anyone coming in to see the college's star player getting fucked, you might want to suck his cock to shut you up!"

His golden eyes looked back pleadingly at me, but I just smirked. At that moment, with my prick buried in his fuck chute and my balls resting on Hunter's forehead, I felt invincible.

Twitching my cock inside him, he tensed and let out an involuntary moan. Beneath him, Hunter took that as a sign to resume sucking him off.

Dropping my hands to Demarcus's ass, I squeezed and shook the plentiful flesh. It felt so soft and the way it rippled just from the smallest grope was hypnotizing.

Hearing the slurping sound of Hunter's blowjob, I looked to see that the running back was refusing to return the favor.

"Well that won't do at all," I said with a shake of my head, "you need to learn about teamwork, Demarcus!"

Leaning forward, I inadvertently forced more of my shaft inside his tunnel as I gripped the back of his head and pushed him down to his teammate's swollen cock.

Satisfied that he was sucking him off, I retook hold of his hips and began to pull out.

"Ohhhhh!" Demarcus moaned as ever so slowly my length left his tight tunnel.

I was about to drive back in when I felt the warm tongue of Hunter run along my undershaft. It was so fucking filthy that my knees wobbled. If he continued, I was sure to cum soon, but I needed to see those cheeks jiggle before I did.

"Hunter, suck this bitch off, but don't let him cum!"

Slamming back in, my hips slapped against Demarcus's ass and my balls slid along Hunter's face. Instinctively, his tongue played with them before I pulled back and drove in again.

"Look at this phat ass! Girls would be jealous of how juicy it is. I bet you've had guys stare at it. How many times have men slapped your ass?" I mocked as Demarcus could only moan.

Leaning forward, I grabbed his hair and lifted him back while continuing to shallow fuck his tight hole. "Tell me, Demarcus! How many guys have spanked your fat ass?"

"Just coach and the players... it's football though!"

Lifting my hand, I brought it down his ass, causing him to squeal.

"And how many times did they leave their hand on your ass after? Or did they just slap it over and over, telling you what a good boy you've been?"

"It's just football..." he whimpered.

Pushing him back into Hunter's body, I buried my cock inside him, "you love this ass getting spanked don't you. You like someone taking control and dominating you... tell me!"

"It's just... please, Hunter, I need to cum." Demarcus begged.

"Tell me what you like and I'll let you cum."

"I... I like... I like how big your cock feels inside me. I feel so empty when you pull out, but it feels so much better when you push back in and hit that spot deep inside me. I... I like the way you spank me and control me. I like the way you worship my ass..."

He looked back at me nervously and, with a great deal of willpower, I stopped moving inside him. He clearly wanted to tell me something, and I had to give him a little bit of encouragement, "go on, slut, you can tell me."

"My first girlfriend fingered me. I tried to act like I didn't like it, but she kept on doing it. I desperately wanted her to fuck me."

"There's no shame in that! This phat ass was meant to be fucked. You're just lucky that you've got a real cock to show you how good it feels!" I teased as my head bumped past his sweet spot.

Hearing Demarcus' admission turned me on. I doubt when his kinky girlfriend had fingered him that a few years later he would be getting fucked, but here he was enjoying every second of it.

"It's so big. Please, I need to cum!" he moaned.

"Hunter, you can make this slut cum now!" I called out as I began to pound his tight tunnel with longer strokes.

Beneath me, there was a frantic sixty-nine going on. Both men hungrily sucked and slobbered on each other's cock. They moaned around the shafts in their mouths, but the noise was drowned out by the slapping of my thighs against the round ass of the running back.

It was so fucking hot and I knew that we were all close to the edge.

"Are you nearly done in there?!" someone shouted as they knocked on the door.

Immediately, the two footballers stopped and tensed up but I was way past caring.

"Nearly done..." I cried out and slammed forward, burying my shaft in the soft, bronze ass of Demarcus.

"I'm cumming!"

The first violent twitch shot a massive load of spunk deep inside his tunnel and set off a chain reaction.

Hunter's large hands came around and grabbed Demarcus's head, forcing his mouth down on to his cock as he came.

The double eruptions in his ass and mouth set the Latino off, too.

"Yesss..." he spluttered.

Spitting the cock from his mouth, his large cheeks tightened and his muscles flexed as he erupted while at the same time getting a facial from his teammate.

Falling back into a seat, I panted heavily while looking at Demarcus's gaping asshole quivering as it slowly close up around my creamy load.

Fumbling around in my bag, I found what I was looking for and unwrapped another butt plug, though this one was just plain metal with a fake red diamond on top.

Pressing it against the closing hole I pushed it inside. Thanks to my cum, it slid in smoothly until only the red twinkling diamond was left.

"What's that?" Demarcus murmured in Hunter's arms.

"It's to keep my cum in. I didn't want to ruin your clothes for your date and the longer my cum is inside you, the more you will benefit from it!" I lied easily.

"Oh..." he replied, then with a slight stumble, he moved off Hunter's head and tried to pull up his trousers without falling over.

Whether he meant to or not, he bent over right in front of me. His phat ass jiggled and wobbled as he got dressed, teasing me. Unable to resist, I spanked him hard, making him squeal before glaring at me.

Getting to my shaky legs, I moved up to the table and offered my cock to Hunter. I was expecting him to push me away and get up but instead, he took my softening meat into his mouth and sucked me clean.

"Fuckk," I hissed, "you really want to get clever, don't you Hunter!"

The huge footballer murmured in agreement before another loud knock broke the blissful scene.

Huffing, I reluctantly got dressed with Hunter following suit. When we were finished, Demarcus left the room with a waddle.

"Are you done now?!" a spotty man said indignantly as he peered around the door at us. He sniffed loudly and for the first time, I realized that the room smelled of cum.

"Yeah... just need to open a window. We had... food." I replied.

"You're not meant to be eating anything in here! That's against regulations!" He shot back.

"You hear that Hunter?! No more eating chocolate starfish for you in the library." I grinned, though my joke flew over the footballer's head and he just looked confused.

"I wasn't..."

"It doesn't matter. Sorry for overrunning. We're just leaving." I said to the spotty man before pushing Hunter out the door.

As we were walking through the library halls, I tugged Hunter's jumper, forcing him to look at me.

"Next time let's have a one-on-one session in the footballer's gym, alright?"

Hunter looked at me eagerly and licked his lips.

Clearly, the gym was not only a fantasy of mine but his too. I couldn't wait.