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Jock By Pamela ([email protected]) Let's face it, Jocelyne's parents are idiots. They meant to give him the unisex name "Jocelyn," but ended up giving him the girls name "Jocelyne" because they were too dumb to realize what they were doing. So his whole life people have teased him about it, but it hasn't been too bad because his friends have always just called him Jock for short. As ridiculous as his parents were by giving their son a girl's name, they did an even dumber...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
Ford, sweaty from his weight session, entered the deserted locker room. One of the top members of the varsity wrestling team, he often made arrangements to come use the school's weight room on the weekends, since his family couldn't afford a gym membership. About 5'11, 190 lbs, he had the narrow waist and broad shoulders appropriate to his athletic prowess, although the look was more natural, not as exaggerated as some of the other guys on the team. At 18, he was one of the older boys on the...
“The weather looks great for sailing. What should I wear?”, Gene asked me as we sat naked at the kitchen table finishing breakfast. “I wish that you could go as you are. All Sue ever wears is a bikini. Rob and I just wear shorts. We are barefoot on the boat.” “Do you want to help me bring some of my stuff in from my car?” “Of course. You can put it in the empty wardrobe space that used to be my wife's.” I put on my shorts, Gene slipped into her sun dress without any undies and...
A man neatly dressed in dinner jacket, white open neck shirt and a neat black kilt walked in. “Wee Jock McLeish as I live and breathe,” Andy Cameron suddenly announced as he looked up from his whiskey, “Whit ye daein here in Glasgie, and in a kult?” Jock swiftly replied “Ah Andy man, uts nae a kult uts a skirt, uts nae tartan see.” “Eh?” Andy queried, he turned to the girl he was drinking with. “Eh Morag, Wee Jock here is wearin a skirt.” “Its a Kilt you twat,” Morag explained. “No...
A man neatly dressed in dinner jacket, white open neck shirt and a neat black kilt walked in. “Wee Jock McLeish as I live and breathe,” Andy Cameron suddenly announced as he looked up from his whiskey, “Whit ye daein here in Glasgie, and in a kult?” Jock swiftly replied “Ah Andy man, uts nae a kult uts a skirt, uts nae tartan see.” “Eh?” Andy queried, he turned to the girl he was drinking with. “Eh Morag, Wee Jock here is wearin a skirt.” “Its a Kilt you twat,” Morag explained. “No...
Much earlier in the day her Mom and Dad had left for work, but her Mom would be coming back home soon, she’s only working a half day, and that’s the reason why Janet had to get out of bed. She didn’t want her mother coming home and finding her still in bed at noon. Just as Janet turned sideways to look at her butt in the mirror, out the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a reflection of her brother going past her half open bedroom door. She knew that her brother was the only other...
It was a Saturday evening like many other before it. The Robinson family was on their way home after dining out, a tradition going back to when all 3 of the kids were old enough to behave in public. Mrs. Robinson was driving. She still went by Mrs. despite the fact that she and Mr. Robinson had been divorced since the last of their children, the twin boys, were in diapers. She never even dated seriously after the divorce. She dedicated all her time to her kids. Satisfied and content after...
IncestJock Tales—Homecoming PT 1It was Wednesday before home coming. We had had successful wins the past two weeks on the road, scoring a total of 57 points. That definitely put us in the running for playoffs, but still five games to go. The school was once again a-buzz with excitement. And homecoming was gonna be rough—cause we had to play the tigers once again. After a win over them on opening day, and busting up their three year winning streak, they would be out for b l o o d. Mindy Atkins caught...
Jock Tales---State Champions Well, as you prolly surmised from the title, we won the state championship for Freshman football. First time ever had the Mustangs from Tyler even made it to the playoffs---let alone win. We beat the Tigers, for the third time 21-19. As usual. Me and Cole Parker meet up after the game for his now traditional fuck down—cause he lost. I think he was starting to actually get into my big, now 9” jock cock owning his ass. There seemed to be developing some 'feelings' as...
Jock Tales---School's Out !Schooooooooools out----for----summer !! da da da dat-dadadadat.Yaaaawweee. Finally ! In spite of my model student athlete status, other than football and cheerleaders, I pretty much hated school. It just wasn't me, and therefore no plans for college. I bolted out the gym doors, and headed straight for my jeep. I was so proud of it, and had gotten tons of compliments. Canary yellow---Muncie 4-speed. 33” Micky Thompson tires. One bad ass fuckin sound system. Edlebrock...
Jock Tales---Homecoming PT 2“May I have your attention please---all members of the freshman football team are to report to cosmetology following the final bell”.Four hours to kick off. As the team gathered in the 'hair club' I explained to them the orders we had been given to get hair cuts. “I know it sucks guys, but we don't want the rep from other students accusing us of being privileged cause we're jocks, either. The handbook says 'off the collar, and above the ears'. So---that's exactly...
Part l My first Friday as Jean: Although I work at home, I still took the day off to make sure all the housework was done. Rene called on her lunch hour and said she bought a surprise for me, that she felt naughty and wanted us to spend the weekend doing naughty things. I was hard at the word naughty, my beautiful wife is such a tease and enjoys role-playing. Naughty is like her code word and always means over the top sex for her and me. Her last words before she hung up were, ‘And don’t...
Jock Tales—Gettin DirtySummer was going slowly—which I guess was a good thing. Usually seemed like it was over all too soon. That's why I so hated school. I mean I did good and shit, playing the model student athlete and shit, but mostly I was just there for football. If it weren't for that—I prolly woulda been a drop out after 9th grade. I just didn't deal very well with regimen, and rules, and people that acted like they were your daddy. It would prolly have blown the heads off about 99% of...
Jock Tales---The Tournament “Maaaathuuuu” crash---boom---crakle crakle “Maaathuuu----agggg” Jesue fuckin christ—what was happening. I jumped from my bed, and rocketed up the stairs to Dustin's room---buck ass naked, lol. There was Dustin, standing in the middle of his room, with his arms over his head—screaming like a banshee. POW pop boom, sizzle, sizzle. “Aggggg Mathew “ ! “Jesus Dustin---what is it “? “Im scared Matthew” “Oh fuck dude, you mean the storm “? BAMM rumble rumble “Ahhhh yes,...
Jock Tales---The Beginning “Aight---aight----everybody gather round. Come on---move in tite. You cant play football and be afraid to touch somebody. Gentlemen, welcome to Freshman football. Look around---you have 47 new brothers, and today, is the first day----of the rest of your life”. Jr High is over, and you are no longer little k I d s. You are now official representatives of East Tyler High School. You will conduct yourself accordingly at all times, in and out of uniform, in or out of...
Jock Tales---The Beginning, Pt 2It was now Thursday of week one of pre-season training. Coach asked me how it was going, to which I told him I think it's good. It's a slow process at first, but by the third week, it will pick up really fast. “They just think Im wearin them out now coach---just wait till week three” I said to him with a big grin. “Just be sure your working yourself, Matthew, as well as your teammates. No good to have a winning team if the quarter-back turns out the weakest...
Jock Tales—Senior Year—Week One—Pt 3“May I have your attention please—all members of the football teams please report to the filed house immediately after the last bell. This includes varsity and freshman. Also, any football player that wishes to get a mohawk before Friday's game, report to cosmetology during any period today or tomorrow”.The mohawk had become quite popular among football players since my run in with the school board back in my freshman year. They had decided to not change the...
Jock Tales---The AftermathI head back to the showers after Parker leaves, and suds up pretty quick. I was hungry—and not just for food. I announce that the official party will be down at the diner, and mom said they would have extra help for the expected crowd. By the time I finish up, most of the b o y 's had left, and I went wandering back to the field to get my lil bro. He and his three mgr buddies, along with some other volunteers were busy in the stands picking up the trash left behind. I...
Braxton clamped is whole throat around my thick pulsating cock—NOT this bois first dick, for sure. I threw my head back into my pillow, and clasping my hands back behind my head, let out a low throaty groan. Oh fuck me ! Damm this boi could suck a dick. Kelso and Patroni each, in sync, let out their own respective 'woooaahh', and jumped up at the foot of the bed, flanking me and Braxton, and immediately took their own cocks into their fists. Braxton went to town, up and down, along my entire...
Jock Tales—Jr Year—Final Game Pt 1“So Matthew—who's gonna be the lucky girl”? “HUH”?“So who's going to get to wear your ring”?“You mean my class ring”? Holding up the back of my hand.“Ya—tell us”“Well, girls, IF I was going to give my ring away, I wouldn't announce it to the public before I gave it to her. But to answer you—nobody. This is my ring—ain't giving it away to some girl to go prancin around school showin it off. Putting tha thought in peoples head that she 'bagged' Matthew Dillon....
Jock Tales—The Beginning PT 4 CountdownThe forth week of pre-season training had now begun. All the coaches and staff were now present, and this week we would began learning and running plays, and more section training. Of course there was an important item to take care of right off the bat. I called a meeting just before practice on Monday.“Maurice ---your cut---I think you know why”. “Yes sir” was all he said. OH—in other news, If you want war paint for Friday night, then be at the locker...
Jock Tales-----Pony LeagueI guess I was just a born jock—I considered myself lucky. You could say, I guess, that I was overly developed for my age. Not real big, mind you, only about 5'8” at 14. But, I already had hair on my legs, and up in the crack of my ass. Had a pretty nice 'bush' in my pits, and was hanging 7 1/2” of dick. To most of the other bois on the baseball team, I guess I was intimidating. Living in East Texas made it pretty easy to maintain a tan, and when it enveloped blonde...
Jock Tales—Devastation PT 2I arrived at 'the spot' about 11:30 PM. It was about 12 miles North of town on old RT 4. Small dusty road in the middle of nowhere. Some of the older folks in town referred to it as 'that place where the homosexuals go'. I laughed my ass off the first time I heard that—how the fuck do they know that if they ain't been there themselves ?Mostly out of town truckers, bikers, and construction types. Pretty rough dudes mostly, lots of muscles and ink, or maybe some married...
Jock Tales---PONY PARTY“Jesus Fuckin Christ Dillon---where you learn to fight like that ?”“LOL, my dad. He started teachin me shit when I was 12. I used to get bullied a lot, but dad said naa—we ain't havin that shit. Then I started boxing last year---won my first match, got my silver gloves” As I pointed above my bed at my prized possession, I went over to the mini fridge to fish out some beers. Four of the guys plus Ricky, the bat b o y had showed up from the invite earlier that day. Couple...
Teenage Girls Punish Conceited College Hunk Jonathan was the meanest jock you could ever meet. Only eighteen years old and a real stud, the boy was just nasty when it came to interacting with girls his own age and younger. Frankly, he was an insecure little virgin who took pleasure in using his good looks and cleverness to pull nasty pranks on girls who otherwise would be a threat to his ego and self-esteem. On the other hand, the handsome young jock catered to older girls...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
Jock Tales Me and Mrs. Jones---Meeee and Mrs. Jo-ones---we got a thing---goin on. Well, actually it was Mrs. Clark. She lived over on the west side, in a semi uppety neighborhood. Mark had called and asked if I would like to come with him to clean her pool—said he would throw me a few bucks, and of course we could swim a while while we were there. I said ya, sounded great. We arrived around 2:00 that afternoon, and went right to work. Mrs. Clark wouldn't be home for a couple of hours, so...
Jock Tales---Ink Cash and a Sore AssThe pounding on the door was flying through my head like a rocket. The throbbing, searing pain between my temples prolly would have made me black out, except I just woke from being passed out. As a sat up in bed, and jumped out to head for the door, Confusion set in, as I had no idea where I was. I trip on my own big ass sized 12 jock feet, about half way, adding to the throbbing in my head. Getting up was pretty hard, as I was foggy, and vision was a bit...
Spring Break---On the Road With Dad---Pit Stop It was Spring Break my Jr year. I had moved in with dad back after Thanksgiving. At 19 now, I had been out of HS for two years. Lots of running, swimming, and weights were still the daily routine, keeping the bod looking hot. At 6', and 160 lbs, still slim, and sporting that awesome 8-pac of abs, it looked hot as fuck just above that big bulge, where I was packing 10” of thick jock meat. Dad commented that he had a short run this week, so I asked...
Jock Tales---Tainted Youth“Hi—I'm Matthew Dillon. You know—a championship happens due to a team effort. And here at Carlise Chevy, GMC, Jeep—our team is out for you. We got them all—Camero, Corvette, GMC trucks, and my favorite, the Jeep CJ. Our award winning service department is open till 7:00 each night, Monday through Saturday. We have special financing for first time buyers, like high school and college students. Let us develop that perfect play for you, so you can score that winning...
Jock Tales Sweet 16 PT 2I grab my shaft, and start rubbing my thumb across my piss slit---causing my 'fuck juice' to start streaming down over my fist. I oozed a lot of juice, that not only myself, but most others as well loved. Kirk uttered a low 'ohhh' , and I gave him a grin as I continued a slow stroke, up and down my thick meaty jock cock. Bringing my left hand down, I began tickling the hairs on my balls, and tightening the grip on my dick. Picking up the pace just a bit, I relaxed my...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
Jock Tales—Senior Year—Week One—Part One“Matthew Dillon—please come by the office at the end of the period”Got a couple of grins and smirks from classmates, but I thought—shit--I ain't done anything, at least not yet ! Couldn't be too bad. After class, as I walked the hallways towards the office, same thing—lots of smiles from people. LOL, I guess it comes with the territory, now prolly being the most popular dude at school. With three state championships now, it was on everybody's mind—can he...
Jock Tales--Happy Fucking ThanksgivingWell, as the title indicates—it's Thanksgiving day. I loved this day—it was one of the few times I 'let myself go', and just ate what I wanted. The Diamond Dawgs had all assembled at the house to help out with the move. After meeting over at dad's new apartment last week, Kelso and Petroni, and Jackson, had a long talk with dad, and filled him in on pretty much everything that had been going on. The fighting, drinking, the dope, jail, hustling, the trips to...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
Jock Tales—Senior Year—Opening DayWell, the fanfare was like it had never been. Each year since my Freshman year, it had gotten bigger and bigger. But today, it was like twice as big as last year. The excitement was simple—it was my Senior year, and therefore the beginning of my last year here at East Tyler High. And the top question on everyone's mind--'can he do it a forth year straight'? It had never been done !I had already been interviewed three times this week by every news station in...
Jock Tales---Jr Year—Opening DayOpening day had finally arrived. Thought it would never get here. First up, of course, were the Tigers. For the first time, we were actually favored for the win. Couple of the guys in my inner circle, the Diamond Dawgs, were already teasing me saying stuff like 'I get to play with my boyfriend'. I kept telling them he wasn't my boyfriend—just a piece of ass. They would just laugh, or snicker, and say something like 'ya right'. Kelso had held true on his promise...
Jock tales---Devastation PT 1(This is a pretty long story, so I broke it up in two parts. There is no sex in pt 1, it just tells the events that led up to pt 2--thanx for checking me out)Summer had been totally awesome. The best ever. Having finally got the jeep prolly helped the most—independently mobile, lol. The yard jobs were going great, and the 'personal service' that followed up on about half of them, I was bringing in about a grand a month. That was just about a years salary for a...
Jock Tales---The Beginning PT 3I woke the next morning exhausted. I felt like I had been jumped in the streets and r a p e d. Basically, that's pretty much what had happened. With just a a bit of stirring, I discovered that my assailants had finally untied me. At least that part was good---I could get up and piss. As I made my way to the bathroom, I felt my ass—seamed wet. Sure nuff, remnants of fresh wet cum sticking to the hairs in my crack, and---b l o o d. Those fuckers made me b l e e d !...
Jock Tales---Senior Year---Final Game—and The Price of SuccessOK—so the last two chapters of the Jock Tales series won't have much porn to them—just a couple of mentions of stuff. If you have been following the series story line, as much as the porn parts, then these last two chapters simply tie up the series, and bring it to it's conclusion. Thank you to all the fans, and comments, and if you wish to continue, then join me for the next series—The Skatepark Adventures. The next four games after...
Jock Tales—Senior Year, On the Road With Dad—Route 66We finally arrived at Phoenix. Dropped the load, then headed North to Flagstaff to pick up the next load to head back east on the famous Route 66. I had begged dad to take the two lane road, mostly for the bragging rights to say I had been on it. It had been one of my favorite landmarks since my idol, James Dean was killed on it when he ran into the back of a truck in his corvette, back in the 60's.We pulled in to a pretty big truck stop just...
Happy 4th of JulySummer had been great---and so was life. I had coined my own little phrase--“one lucky white boi”. Finally achieving 6', and those big ass jock feet now at a 12, poppin 8 hard squares of abs, 9” of vein poppin cock, and that hard round hairy ass. I admit, sometimes I just stood in front of the mirror and jacked off, sniffin on my bushy pits. I tried to keep myself in check, and not brag, or get a big head about it all. Damm, I had more shit than most seniors. But—I could...
There was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
Newly wed couple Arthur and Eleanor joined a couple of friends Herman and Lester one night to enjoy a rousing game of “Settlers of Catan,” a board game cherished by nerds the world over. Unfortunately their friendly game was disrupted by the intervention of Herman’s crass cousin Joey…Arthur, Eleanor, Herman, and Lester were all sitting around the coffee table in Herman’s living room playing “Settler of Catan” when Herman’s cousin Joey walked into the room.“My god, look at you nerds,” laughed...
CuckoldHe watched them as they sat sipping their colorful drinks and flirting with male guests and hotel employees alike at the Garden Cloud Lounge. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both...
Jock Tales—Jr YR—Christmas Eve After Thanksgiving went kinda slow, not much happening—at least not much in the getting my dick sucked category. I sneaked over to moms house a week later, and put the lights up on the house, then went and got a tree and dragged it inside. I went back Christmas Eve, and playing Santa Clause, after Jennie called to report Dustin had finally gone to bed. I got him the most awesome BMX mountain bike, all aluminum—he became the envy of the whole neighbor hood. It was...
Jock Tales—JR year PT 2—The Diamond DawgsOK—so, if you been following my stories from the beginning, then you have seen me mention from time to time “The Diamond Dawgs'. It was a major part of my life throughout football. In part two here, you finally get to learn how that came about. It was now Friday morning. Most of the guys were up by the time I roused. Sitting around the kitchen table, drinking coffee—lil bro Dustin right in the middle. I guess he was just worried about his big bro. The...
Jock Tales---JuvieThe d**g running was going pretty well. The totally unforeseen side advantage was discovering Cole was a major hook up man in Austin. Worked out pretty cool—I would go down to Austin and meet up with Cole at a cheap motel. We would do our thing, becoming more and more passionate each time. Then the next morning I would pick up the bale and head back to Tyler. All I had to do was meet the dude there and hand it over. No dealing or selling of any kind. But, sooner or later, it...
Andrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...
This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestSant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...
Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...
Andrew Running (part 1 of Andrea's Stand) Chapter 1: Running I called my Aunt Clara from the bus station. She didn't seem that surprised to hear from me and when I explained why I was there she told me to walk a couple of blocks to the local diner and get myself a cup of coffee. She'd pick me up in about half an hour. I sat and sipped chocolate milk and tried to eat a pastry while I glanced nervously out of the window waiting for my father to show up and force me into his...
by Millie Dynamite Jaden and I meet a few weeks after he transferred to the Naval base just outside of town. I sat on a bar stool sipping my Pappy Van Winkle when this tall African-American man in full dress uniform sat next to me. He whore captain’s bars. He possessed an air of authority. I nodded to him when perched on the next stool. He returned my nod with his own acknowledgment, in a deep voice he said, “Yo.” He spoke without looking at me. “I’ll have bourbon, make it a shot of Evan...
Jock Tales---Youth Gone WildSummer had finally arrived. Not a moment too soon—I was going nuts. I finished up my Sophomore year, mostly uneventful. Although we did win the state championship, mostly cause of me, it went unrecognized, like someone else had done it. Senior—seniors-seniors. Like the rest of the team wasn't even there. It was fucking with my head, and began more and more diving into the world of male prostitution and d**gs, and less mowing yards, and football. I still worked out a...