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(The usual disclaimers apply to this story. Do not read this if you are not
Supposed to. It was written as a piece of fantasy fiction, not as a
Description of any actual true events.)
I moaned in ecstasy, my large hairy hips pounding off of the boy’s smooth buttocks. I looked down and grunted, seeing my thick veiny cock slipping in and out of his smooth mounds. “Oh god Jordan!” I gripped his hips and pounded his ass harder. Shit this kid was tight, I am not going to last much longer. “Ugh Im going to cum!” the grip on my hands tightened as I pulled him closer, my cock pulsing inside the boys tight hole feeling his insides fill with my cum, made me groan I rose my head with a smile looking at the Blondie in the mirror, he had a blissful smile plastered on his face. “How was that babe?” I pulled out of his ass with a pop, watching my thick eight inches of man meat hang between my legs. “Oh shit.” he collapsed onto the sinks. Damn I didn’t get a good chance to look at his ass before I sunk into it, shit I could feel my cock hardening again. “Mmm are you ready for another go?” He asked wiggling his ass, I shook my head and pulled up my jeans “no sorry babe, I need to get going” I gave his ass a pat “I will be seeing you again baby” I left the toilets while he pulled his pants up.
The loud groaning of the car sounded as I lifted it high up in the air with the jack “Jordan!” I groaned and stood up, the chubby guy walked over to me. “You were fucking late again.” he growled in my face, I couldn’t say anything or do anything, this fucker decided if I stayed here or if I left “your failing maths aswell, is there anything you haven’t managed to fuck up?” my dirty greasy hands turned into fists. I wasn’t normally violent but this guy was pushing it. “Look Mark I just cant remember the function of the graphs.” If I didn’t stop him now he would keep on going. “Im the best fucking welder in here the best mechanic, you’ve said it yourself. So why cant you get off my ass?” I was trying to keep my voice down, but in this large area I couldn’t help it echoing and catching other students attention. “Listen I don’t give a shit I can get rid of you and get someone else, just get it done or your gone.” I gripped the handle of a crowbar and swung it into the panel of the beat up Astra, when he left making an audible crash. “He’s chewing your ass today.” Jake said kneeling down next to me. For a big guy Jake was one of the nicest people I’ve ever met. “Im fucked mate I was up all night, my coach had me running around the gym time and time again” Jake laughed patting my knee. “You should take a break from boxing” I glared at him. “Im Harehills finest.” He put his fist up “yeah but your not Beeston’s finest.” I laughed heartedly and stood up. I finally noticed Jake had a sledgehammer and a crowbar in his hands. “Im going out to destroy some cars, you wanna come” I needed to let some steam off.
After about two hours the once panelled car was no longer a car, it was just a big junk of metal by now. “Thanks for your help.” I rubbed my bicep. “Oh I think I pulled something.” I heard him laughing as I walked back into the large garage, cursing when I saw my maths teacher stood at my locker. “What’s up Sage” I asked pulling my dirty overalls off. “Jordan you have your exam in a month, have you been revising?” I nodded grunting as the overalls stretched. “Im serious this is your last time.” I spun around causing him to jump back. “I know, but everything I read it doesn’t stay up in my head. I forget about it the next day.” he sighed, rubbing his forehead. “How about I get you a tutor?” I shrugged agreeing, anything to get this cunt off my back. “Good I’ll get someone for Wednesday.” I waved my hand flipping him off on his way out. I finished changing and went out to the parking lot, seeing my bike propped up on its kickstand. I owned my very own Triumph Rocket 3, it was the first thing I bought on my own.
My fists were screaming with pain. I looked up into my opponent’s face his nose was bust his eyes were swollen, I raised my fists again and attacked, using my heavy arms to damage his body, I saw my opening and connected my right hand with his lower jaw. “That’s it!” was the next thing I heard; looking down I saw the toned guy on his back panting hard. “Jordan Lees wins the championship, yet again Harehills holds the five year winning streak!” The crowd roared with cheers, I shrugged the reff off and knelt down, holding my hand out the fighter took it. I helped him up and held his hand high up. I was a fighter yes but I wasn’t a sore winner. “Big’an lets go” my coach a huge black guy said. He was the only person I wouldn’t dare talk back to, along with my own mother. But that was obvious; he escorted me out of the ring and through the crowd finally back to his van. “I need something to eat.” I said finally taking my gloves off, checking my fists I heard my coach laugh. “You did great today Big’an” I never stayed after a fight, right after I needed something to eat, even though I was big I still had my gut that is one thing I wouldn’t lose, it wasn’t so bad that it affected my performance just it would show in some skin tights and when I was topless. “What you want?” my coach asked. I leaned back and sighed. “Anything that has meat in it” we got four burgers and both wolfed them down in the van. “Shit, you out did yourself tonight Big’an” I gulped my mouthful. “You can take a few weeks off of training, give me a ring when your healed up” I nodded and slammed his van door closed. Infront of me was a huge three-story house. It was only myself and my mum here, she was an inspector for some construction company or something. So I didn’t really see her that much, I was mostly on my own. I looked after myself I guess that was the reason I would cruise parks bars and clubs to pick up guys. -->
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