September 2008 -
"I don't want to hear it! How can you do this to me? I fucking LOVE you!"
"I love you too. But we are going to different schools, in different states. You didn't expect this to last, did you?"
"You have NO faith in me and you never have!"
"I do, I do. I just don't think long distance works."
"How do you know? You've never tried."
"It never works for anybody. You know that."
"Life isn't some fairytale where everything magically happens. You have to work at relationships. Calling it quits without even trying is a dick move."
"Don't be like this, babe. We still have time. We leave in two weeks. Let's make the most of it."
"No... If you are going to end it, you end it now. Not in two weeks, or two days, or two hours... Now."
"... Ok... Now..."
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"Would you like to come in?" Sarah asked.
"Uhhh. Ummm, I don't think so. It's kinda late."
"Oh, come on. It's 12:30."
"I have an early day tomorrow."
Sarah began laughing. "You NEVER wake up before 10, especially on the weekend! Don't pull that bullshit with me! I know you too well!"
I was caught and started to laugh.
"Come on. My parents would love to see you."
Sarah looked at me and smiled. I couldn't resist that smile.
"Alright."
I turned the car off and took my seatbelt off. As I reached for the door handle I hesitated. I hadn't been inside Sarah's house sine we broke up. And I hadn't see her parents since then, either. I took a deep breath and got out of the car.
I followed Sarah up the pathway to the front door. When we reached it, Sarah glanced at me.
"Are you nervous?" she asked, chuckling.
"Uhhh, kinda! I haven't seen your parents in forever!"
"Stop worrying! You know they love you!"
"I know but it's still weird."
"Only if you make it weird!" Sarah said as she opened the door.
My heart began to race as soon as the door opened. Sarah led the way as we walked down the entry into the living room. We heard noise from the family room.
"Mom!" Sarah called out.
"In here." The voice came from the family room.
We made our way down a short hall to the family room entrance. Before getting there, Sarah stopped and whispered in my ear.
"Wait here. I want to surprise them."
"Really?!" I whispered back.
"Just do it!" she replied, shooting me daggers. If I learned ONE thing while dating Sarah, it was not to mess with her when she gave that look! I waited just outside the family room as Sarah entered.
"How was the party?" Sarah's mom asked.
"Great. It was nice seeing everyone again. Where's dad?"
"In bed. Who all was there?"
"The usuals plus about 30 people. I brought you a present."
"Oh?"
"Yup. C.C., come here."
I turned the corner, as ordered. The look on Sarah's mom's face was priceless!
"Oh my God! C.C.! How are you?" she said, as she jumped up and went in for a hug.
"I'm great! It's nice to see you, Mrs. James," I said as we hugged.
"Knock that Mrs. James crap off, you know to call me Laurie!"
Our hug ended and we found our seats. Laurie had a huge smile on her face. I sat next to Sarah on the couch, her mother was in a recliner a few feet away.
"It is so nice to see you! We've missed you around here," Laurie said.
"Yeah, I've missed you guys as well."
"So, I take it you met up with Sarah at the party?"
"Yeah," Sarah jumped in, "he volunteered to give me a ride home after Chelsea bailed."
"Of course he did. He was always a gentlemen," Laurie said to Sarah.
"Oh God, here we go," Sarah said, falling back into the couch. "I don't know why you were nervous. She likes you more than she likes me!"
"You can't really blame her, can you?!?" I said smiling. Laurie burst into laughter as Sarah punched me in the arm.
We continued talking with Laurie for about 30 minutes. She interrogated me like mothers do. I filled her in on school and social life, even if I had to lie about my love for cock :) After I had thoroughly spilled my guts, Laurie decided it was time for her to head to bed.
"It was so nice seeing you," she said as she hugged me again. "Next time, don't wait 2 years in between visits."
"I won't," I laughed.
Laurie went to bed, leaving Sarah and I alone... In the same room where our relationship had ended 2 years prior.
"God, she just LOVES you!" Sarah said.
"Like I said before, can you really blame here? I am, after all, me."
"Nice to know you have stayed so humble over the years."
A silence fell over the two of us. I couldn't think of anything to say. I glanced over at Sarah, who was mute as well. She flashed a nervous smile.
"Man, this is awkward, isn't it?" she laughed.
"Slightly."
"Well, I'm gonna power through," she said, as she pulled her legs onto the couch and turned to face me. "There is actually something I wanted to talk to you about. I have been talking with Jason a lot lately. You and I stopped talking but Jason and I have stayed pretty close. We were talking the other day and you came up."
I didn't like where this was going. I started squirming in my seat, unable to get comfortable. Sarah noticed and reached out, gently squeezing my arm.
"Are you ok?" she asked.
I wanted to get up and leave but I couldn't. Unable to speak, I nodded my head. She continued.
"I started asking about you. How you were doing, how school was, if you were seeing anyone. Jason became a little defensive. Told me not try and start things up with you again. He said you were going through some things and couldn't deal with me. I wasn't trying to start things up but he thought I was. Anyways, I asked him what you were going through. He said 'some stuff'. I kept asking for specifics but he wouldn't give me any. Finally, I got pissed and practically yelled at him to tell me."
I became really warm and had to take my coat off. I leaned forward and took a huge breath.
"He told you..."
Sarah slid over and wrapped her arms around me.
"Yeah, he did... Please don't be mad at him. I had to practically beat it out of him. It wasn't his fault."
Sarah pulled me into a hug.
"I love you so much. I'm sorry I wasn't there to help." she said, starting to cry.
I gave in and turned so I could hug her. The emotions I was feeling were vast. Pain, happiness, relief, angry, sorrow, regret. I suddenly hated myself for shutting Sarah out of my life. I hated that I hadn't seen her in 2 years. I hated that she had to find out about me through someone else.
Sarah and I embraced on the couch for what seemed like an eternity. Neither of us said anything.
The silence and moment was broken by a text to me from none other than Jason. After responding to it, I looked up at Sarah.
"I'm so sorry for the last 2 years. I'm sorr-"
"No, don't be," Sarah interrupted. "You had every right. I fucked up."
"I know but I should have gotten over it quicker. You mean too much to me to have shut you out for so long."
"Thank you." Sarah leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "I'm hungry and we need to talk. Let's go grab some food." She leaped up and walked towards the front door, grabbing her coat.
God I missed her...
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Saturday, January 22, 2011
My Straight Past, Pt. 2 (Non sex)
I met Sarah 5th or 6th grade. She and her family moved to our district from across town. We weren't in the same class but were in band together (yes, I was in band). We were okay friends but nothing special. In middle school, we were on different halls, so we rarely saw each other. Freshmen year of high school we hung out in the same group of friends. There were about 10 of us that always hung out. Sarah began dating my best friend Jason halfway through our sophomore year.
As our sophomore year ended, Sarah and Jason broke up. And as is the case in high school, I swooped in and started dating her. For the most part, the first couple months we went out were pretty tame. Very "high school". I'll admit our "relationship" wasn't too deep. But the summer in between 10th and 11th grade, I lost someone very close to me. Sarah basically lead me through all the pain and heartache. I began to realize that she and I had something special. By the end of our junior year, I was in love. And not high school love. True, honest to God love. (As I write this, I'm still in love with her lol).
All the while, I am having feelings towards guys. Not romantic feelings but physical feelings. I knew I was attracted to guys. But I was so happy with Sarah, I never thought about acting on my desires. I loved her too much to cheat. So I kept my secret hidden.
As high school wound down, Sarah and I both decided on colleges. She got a scholarship to play volleyball at a small Div. 1 school in California. I had chosen the U of O for a couple key reasons. I was disappointed we weren't going to see each other everyday but I was also happy for her. She lives and breathes volleyball.
In our discussions about being apart, we never once talked about breaking up. It wasn't an option. We loved each other. I was convinced we were going to get married.
The summer wound down and we were 2 weeks from leaving. Sarah and I had a low-key date at her house. Her parents were gone for the weekend. We cooked dinner together and watched a movie. When the movie was over, I leaned over and started to kiss her. She pulled away and told me we needed to talk...
----------------------------------------------------------------------
Sarah grabbed her drink off of a bookshelf and made her way towards me. Surprisingly, I started to calm down. I lowered my head and took a deep breath as she approached. Lifting my head, I was face to face with the first of two people I have truly loved.
"Hey. How are you?" Sarah asked with a smile.
"I'm great. How are you?"
"Good, good."
The friends I was talking with sensed the awkwardness and decided it was time to refill their glasses. They left me alone with Sarah.
"How is school?"
"It's pretty good. I had a rough term but survived it." I was nervous and could tell she knew I was.
"You'll be fine. You always knew how survive and get good grades. Remember senior year in Johnson's AP chem class? You were the only one who got higher than a C." Sarah laughed. She reached out and touched my forearm.
"Yeah, I remember. You and Jason were pissed I killed the curve on the tests."
"It wasn't just me and Jason. The whole class wanted to kill you!"
We both laughed. Then an awkward silence fell upon us. Luckily for me, one of Sarah's friends broke. She told Sarah that since the party was dying down, she was going out with a couple of other people to a bar.
"You're my ride though," Sarah said.
"I can you take you home." The words came out before I knew what I was doing.
Sarah looked at me, slightly stunned. "Really?"
"Uhh, sure. It's on my way home."
"Ok, cool. I'm gonna go say goodbye to some people." Sarah ran off in the direction of the kitchen.
I found Jason and asked him if he could take home the 2 guys I brought to the party.
"Umm, yeah, I guess. Why?"
"I'm gonna give Sarah a ride home."
Jason just looked at me. "Seriously?"
"Yeah."
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
"So now you are talking and being friendly to her?"
"Yeah."
"Ok, stop with the one word answers, asshole." Jason leaned in and whispered,"I thought you were seeing a guy?"
"I am. Kinda."
"So what are you doing with Sarah?"
"I'm just giving her a ride. I'm not gonna fuck her in my car if that's what you are thinking."
"I wasn't thinking that. I was thinking you were going to give her a strap-on and have her fuck you!"
"If you don't watch it I'll wrestle your ass to the ground and fuck it!"
"Gross!"
Just then, Sarah came up to us.
"I'm ready. Thanks for the party, Jason." Sarah and Jason hugged.
I thanked Jason and Sarah and I made our way to the car. I backed out of the driveway and headed towards Sarah's. The drive was slightly awkward. We made small talk. We talked about classes and majors. 10 minutes later, I pulled into Sarah's driveway.
"Would you like to come in?" Sarah asked.
"Uhhh. Ummm, I don't think so. It's kinda late."
"Oh, come on. It's 12:30."
"I have an early day tomorrow."
Sarah began laughing. "You NEVER wake up before 10, especially on the weekend! Don't pull that bullshit with me! I know you too well!"
I was caught and started to laugh.
"Come on. My parents would love to see you."
Sarah looked at me and smiled. I couldn't resist that smile.
"Alright."
As our sophomore year ended, Sarah and Jason broke up. And as is the case in high school, I swooped in and started dating her. For the most part, the first couple months we went out were pretty tame. Very "high school". I'll admit our "relationship" wasn't too deep. But the summer in between 10th and 11th grade, I lost someone very close to me. Sarah basically lead me through all the pain and heartache. I began to realize that she and I had something special. By the end of our junior year, I was in love. And not high school love. True, honest to God love. (As I write this, I'm still in love with her lol).
All the while, I am having feelings towards guys. Not romantic feelings but physical feelings. I knew I was attracted to guys. But I was so happy with Sarah, I never thought about acting on my desires. I loved her too much to cheat. So I kept my secret hidden.
As high school wound down, Sarah and I both decided on colleges. She got a scholarship to play volleyball at a small Div. 1 school in California. I had chosen the U of O for a couple key reasons. I was disappointed we weren't going to see each other everyday but I was also happy for her. She lives and breathes volleyball.
In our discussions about being apart, we never once talked about breaking up. It wasn't an option. We loved each other. I was convinced we were going to get married.
The summer wound down and we were 2 weeks from leaving. Sarah and I had a low-key date at her house. Her parents were gone for the weekend. We cooked dinner together and watched a movie. When the movie was over, I leaned over and started to kiss her. She pulled away and told me we needed to talk...
----------------------------------------------------------------------
Sarah grabbed her drink off of a bookshelf and made her way towards me. Surprisingly, I started to calm down. I lowered my head and took a deep breath as she approached. Lifting my head, I was face to face with the first of two people I have truly loved.
"Hey. How are you?" Sarah asked with a smile.
"I'm great. How are you?"
"Good, good."
The friends I was talking with sensed the awkwardness and decided it was time to refill their glasses. They left me alone with Sarah.
"How is school?"
"It's pretty good. I had a rough term but survived it." I was nervous and could tell she knew I was.
"You'll be fine. You always knew how survive and get good grades. Remember senior year in Johnson's AP chem class? You were the only one who got higher than a C." Sarah laughed. She reached out and touched my forearm.
"Yeah, I remember. You and Jason were pissed I killed the curve on the tests."
"It wasn't just me and Jason. The whole class wanted to kill you!"
We both laughed. Then an awkward silence fell upon us. Luckily for me, one of Sarah's friends broke. She told Sarah that since the party was dying down, she was going out with a couple of other people to a bar.
"You're my ride though," Sarah said.
"I can you take you home." The words came out before I knew what I was doing.
Sarah looked at me, slightly stunned. "Really?"
"Uhh, sure. It's on my way home."
"Ok, cool. I'm gonna go say goodbye to some people." Sarah ran off in the direction of the kitchen.
I found Jason and asked him if he could take home the 2 guys I brought to the party.
"Umm, yeah, I guess. Why?"
"I'm gonna give Sarah a ride home."
Jason just looked at me. "Seriously?"
"Yeah."
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
"So now you are talking and being friendly to her?"
"Yeah."
"Ok, stop with the one word answers, asshole." Jason leaned in and whispered,"I thought you were seeing a guy?"
"I am. Kinda."
"So what are you doing with Sarah?"
"I'm just giving her a ride. I'm not gonna fuck her in my car if that's what you are thinking."
"I wasn't thinking that. I was thinking you were going to give her a strap-on and have her fuck you!"
"If you don't watch it I'll wrestle your ass to the ground and fuck it!"
"Gross!"
Just then, Sarah came up to us.
"I'm ready. Thanks for the party, Jason." Sarah and Jason hugged.
I thanked Jason and Sarah and I made our way to the car. I backed out of the driveway and headed towards Sarah's. The drive was slightly awkward. We made small talk. We talked about classes and majors. 10 minutes later, I pulled into Sarah's driveway.
"Would you like to come in?" Sarah asked.
"Uhhh. Ummm, I don't think so. It's kinda late."
"Oh, come on. It's 12:30."
"I have an early day tomorrow."
Sarah began laughing. "You NEVER wake up before 10, especially on the weekend! Don't pull that bullshit with me! I know you too well!"
I was caught and started to laugh.
"Come on. My parents would love to see you."
Sarah looked at me and smiled. I couldn't resist that smile.
"Alright."
Thursday, January 20, 2011
My Straight Past, Pt. 1 (Non sex)
This post doesn't involve any of my usual hijinks. In fact, there is no sex at all. This is more of a glimpse into my non-sexual side.
My Straight Past, Pt. 1
The best thing about winter break for me is getting together with friends from high school. It's really the only time all my old friends are in town at the same time. The weekend before Christmas, we decided to get together at a friends house. He invited a bunch of people from our class, so it was going to be a huge party. That night, I picked a couple friends up and headed out.
When we got to the house, it was packed. We made our rounds. I saw some people I hadn't seen since graduation. After talking with some people, I found the host, Jason, my best friend.
"Hey dude, this party is insane!"
"I know. I wasn't expecting this many people!"
"It's pretty sweet. I haven't seen some of these people forever."
We made our way into the kitchen to grab some drinks. Surprisingly, we were the only people in there. Jason grabbed us each a beer and we started talking. We got caught up on school and social life.
"So, have you come out to anyone else?" Jason asked.
"Nope. Still just my friends at school. And you."
"So, no one else here?"
"Nope. Jeff Simons and Jordan Cobbley might know. We know some of the same people at Oregon."
"I didn't invite them, so they shouldn't be here. Jeff is still a prick!"
"Hahaha, I know. He's always been an asshole. Who else did you invite?"
"Most of them are here, so whoever you saw. A couple people couldn't make it."
Jason looked at me and swallowed hard. "I invited Sarah."
I stood there, staring at him. I took a long drink from my bottle.
"I know things are still weird between you too but I couldn't NOT invite her."
I took another drink and swallowed.
"Yeah, I know," I sighed. "It's ok, you did what you had to do. I'll just try and avoid her. Wouldn't want to cause a scene," I laughed, kind of nervously.
"Have you guys still not talked?"
"Nope."
"Damn... Well, she said she'd be late, so you can have some fun before she gets here."
"Thanks," I replied sarcastically.
Fun is what I had for the next hour or so. After the conversation with Jason in the kitchen, I went into the front room to take my mind off of things. I joined a beerpong game and soon forgot about everything. I was having a blast.
After a couple rounds f beerpong, and many other drinking games, I headed to the family room, where the music and couches/chairs were. The seats were taken but I found a couple friends standing and talking so I joined them.
In the middle of a heated discussion over "Family Guy" vs. "Simpsons" (yes, I am involved in this conversation again lol), I noticed a tall brunette standing with her back to us. I hadn't seen her in 2 years but I knew it was her. My heart began to beat rapidly. I got excited, nervous, and anxious all at the same time. I didn't know what to do. Do I go up and say hi? Do I ignore her? Do I pick a fight?
All the possible scenarios went through my head... except the one that happened. Sarah turned around and made eye contact with me. I froze. She froze. We stared at each other for what seemed like hours. Sarah finally broke the staring as she lifted her hand in a half wave and smiled. That fucking smile! I half-smiled and waved back.
Sarah grabbed her drink off of a bookshelf and made her way towards me. Surprisingly, I started to calm down. I lowered my head and took a deep breath as she approached. Lifting my head, I was face to face with the first of two people I have truly loved. ..
My Straight Past, Pt. 1
The best thing about winter break for me is getting together with friends from high school. It's really the only time all my old friends are in town at the same time. The weekend before Christmas, we decided to get together at a friends house. He invited a bunch of people from our class, so it was going to be a huge party. That night, I picked a couple friends up and headed out.
When we got to the house, it was packed. We made our rounds. I saw some people I hadn't seen since graduation. After talking with some people, I found the host, Jason, my best friend.
"Hey dude, this party is insane!"
"I know. I wasn't expecting this many people!"
"It's pretty sweet. I haven't seen some of these people forever."
We made our way into the kitchen to grab some drinks. Surprisingly, we were the only people in there. Jason grabbed us each a beer and we started talking. We got caught up on school and social life.
"So, have you come out to anyone else?" Jason asked.
"Nope. Still just my friends at school. And you."
"So, no one else here?"
"Nope. Jeff Simons and Jordan Cobbley might know. We know some of the same people at Oregon."
"I didn't invite them, so they shouldn't be here. Jeff is still a prick!"
"Hahaha, I know. He's always been an asshole. Who else did you invite?"
"Most of them are here, so whoever you saw. A couple people couldn't make it."
Jason looked at me and swallowed hard. "I invited Sarah."
I stood there, staring at him. I took a long drink from my bottle.
"I know things are still weird between you too but I couldn't NOT invite her."
I took another drink and swallowed.
"Yeah, I know," I sighed. "It's ok, you did what you had to do. I'll just try and avoid her. Wouldn't want to cause a scene," I laughed, kind of nervously.
"Have you guys still not talked?"
"Nope."
"Damn... Well, she said she'd be late, so you can have some fun before she gets here."
"Thanks," I replied sarcastically.
Fun is what I had for the next hour or so. After the conversation with Jason in the kitchen, I went into the front room to take my mind off of things. I joined a beerpong game and soon forgot about everything. I was having a blast.
After a couple rounds f beerpong, and many other drinking games, I headed to the family room, where the music and couches/chairs were. The seats were taken but I found a couple friends standing and talking so I joined them.
In the middle of a heated discussion over "Family Guy" vs. "Simpsons" (yes, I am involved in this conversation again lol), I noticed a tall brunette standing with her back to us. I hadn't seen her in 2 years but I knew it was her. My heart began to beat rapidly. I got excited, nervous, and anxious all at the same time. I didn't know what to do. Do I go up and say hi? Do I ignore her? Do I pick a fight?
All the possible scenarios went through my head... except the one that happened. Sarah turned around and made eye contact with me. I froze. She froze. We stared at each other for what seemed like hours. Sarah finally broke the staring as she lifted her hand in a half wave and smiled. That fucking smile! I half-smiled and waved back.
Sarah grabbed her drink off of a bookshelf and made her way towards me. Surprisingly, I started to calm down. I lowered my head and took a deep breath as she approached. Lifting my head, I was face to face with the first of two people I have truly loved. ..
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Happy New Year!
Happy 2011! Hope everyone had a fun and safe NYE.
Since regular resolutions are lame and nobody ever sticks to the, I've decided to make slutty resolutions for the new year! Feel free to suggest any resolutions you think I need to add to the list :)
1. Threesome! I'm dying to have 2 hotties at once!
2. Cum handsfree - I've done this once and it was awesome! I promised myself I would do it again :)
3. Sex in a swimming pool - What could be more fun than that?!?
4. Fuck/get fucked by an athlete from school - Maybe I can help our football team celebrate after the 10th ;)
5. Bag me an older guy - The oldest guy I've been with was 28. I'm not totally into older guys but a lot of my peers are, so why not try it once! Gonna find a hot guy around 40 and see what all the fuss is about ;)
6. Get a little wet - WS kinda looks fun to me. Been thinking about asking Jockguy to unload on my chest while we shower :)
There you have it! My slutty resolutions for 2011! Which one should I make happen first?
Since regular resolutions are lame and nobody ever sticks to the, I've decided to make slutty resolutions for the new year! Feel free to suggest any resolutions you think I need to add to the list :)
1. Threesome! I'm dying to have 2 hotties at once!
2. Cum handsfree - I've done this once and it was awesome! I promised myself I would do it again :)
3. Sex in a swimming pool - What could be more fun than that?!?
4. Fuck/get fucked by an athlete from school - Maybe I can help our football team celebrate after the 10th ;)
5. Bag me an older guy - The oldest guy I've been with was 28. I'm not totally into older guys but a lot of my peers are, so why not try it once! Gonna find a hot guy around 40 and see what all the fuss is about ;)
6. Get a little wet - WS kinda looks fun to me. Been thinking about asking Jockguy to unload on my chest while we shower :)
There you have it! My slutty resolutions for 2011! Which one should I make happen first?
Monday, December 20, 2010
Asserting My Dominance... then Getting Fucked
I know, I know, I promised that things would pick up around here and I'd get to more updates. And, obviously, I've broken that promise! Things went from hectic to chaotic. This term was horrible. This was far and away the worst term of my college career in terms of workload. The professor I mentioned before, who I have nicknamed Bitchy McCuntstain to my friends, was a fucking nightmare. She alone made my life a living hell! I'm not one to complain about teachers. I come from a family of teachers and know the kind of shit they have to put up with. But this lady is fucking horrible! And on top of that, I had a pretty bad Thanksgiving break. Nothing really noteworthy, just some family drama.
Only two things gave me the ability to survive this. First, my Ducks! Or should I say, my BCS bound Ducks :) I can't believe we are going to the Natty! It's gonna be sweet!
And second, and most importantly, Jockguy. He has been amazing these last couple weeks. He calms me down when I get angry and frustrated and helps me focus on what I need to do. Plus, he's fucking hot :)
This encounter happened right before Thanksgiving. I wrote it up over Thanksgiving but just didn't have the time or energy to spell-check and post it... That sounds sooo sad when I read it lol. Enjoy :)
Asserting My Dominance... then Getting Fucked
Right before Thanksgiving, Jockguy and I were watching a basketball game on tv (Go Blazers!). Jockguy was in a cocky mood and started talking about how great of a basketball player he is. I had seen him play and he is ok but by no means great. I, on the other hand, am pretty damn good. I've played since I was 5. I played throughout high school, making varsity as a sophomore and being the captain of the team my senior year. In other words, I gots me some skillz :) Now, I am also a competitive asshole. I can't stand to lose. And I tend to talk a lot of trash when I play (you all know how much I like to run my mouth!). Because of this, I don't play serious ball with people I like. I'll play with friends but it's mostly fun, pick-up games.
Anyways, Jockguy started playfully, yet seriously, talking crap, saying if we ever played a little 1-on-1, he'd kick my ass. I went along with it for a while but he kept at me. I could feel my competitive asshole persona come out. After a couple minutes of talking from Jockguy, I agreed that we'd play the next day.
So, the next day, after class, I met Jockguy at one of the courts on campus. Jockguy immediately started talking crap. I let it go and didn't say anything.
"So, after I slaughter you, I get your ass for the rest of the week," Jockguy said in a very cocky tone.
Up to that point, I was going to take it easy. But I just couldn't let that fucker win! You are fucking dead I thought to myself.
I got the ball first. Jockguy got right up on me, trying to D me up. I drove to the right, blowing right past him for the layup.
"1-0". Jockguy had a surprised look on his face. He had never seen me play serious, focused ball.
I got the ball again. This time he fell off me a little, learning his lesson from my first point. Except he left a little too much space between us. I hit a 3 right in his face.
"3-0". The look on Jockguy's face was priceless. He knew he was fucked. I felt no sympathy for him :)
After about 10 or 15 minutes, I ended up winning 11-3. After I hit the winner, I stood there and stared at Jockguy. He looked back and gave me the funniest look ever.
"Oh God, I'm gonna hear about this forever, aren't I?"
"Hear about what? How you talked an endless amount of shit only to get your ass slaughtered?"
"Fuck. This week is gonna suck."
"Not as much as your basketball 'skills'". I air-quoted when I said skills.
"Watch it! I may suck at basketball but I'll kick your ass!"
"After watching you play basketball, I'm not really concerned about you kicking my ass anymore. In fact, all that unbridled lust I felt for you is gone. It left right about the time you airballed those 2 jumpers!"
"I fucking hate you. You are such a smart ass. Can we go now?"
"If I were you, I'd wanna leave here as soon as possible too."
"Fuck," Jockguy sighed.
We walked to Jockguy's apartment. I made awesome comments the whole way there :)
When we got to Jockguy's place, we headed to the shower. We both stripped and hopped in. I grabbed the soap and started rubbing Jockguy.
"I thought your lust for me was gone?"
"It is. I'm doing this outta sympathy."
"Sure. You know, I wasn't even that bad. Most of my shots were close."
I started laughing. Jockguy grabbed me by the balls and started to squeeze.
"Ok, ok, ok!," I screamed. "I'm sorry. You are an amazing basketball player who just had an off day."
"That's better." Jockguy released me from his strong grip. We rinsed, got out of the shower, dried off, and headed to Jockguy's room.
We climbed on his bed and started to kiss.
"You know you really aren't a bad player," I said in between kisses.
"Thanks."
"In fact, I hear the WNBA is having tryouts. You should go!"
Jockguy jumped up and pounced on me. He grabbed my arms and slammed them above my head, into the bed. Of course, I was laughing.
"You think you are funny? I'm gonna beat the shit out of you!" Jockguy yelled.
"What? I just figured the WNBA was the only option after I turned you into a woman on the court!"
"God, you just LOVE to run your mouth. How many times do I have to teach you not to do that?"
"Apparently you're a piss-poor teacher cause I have yet to learn my lesson. Plus, you LOVE when I run my mouth. It gives you an excuse to be rough!"
"I think you are confusing 'hatred' and 'annoyance' for 'love'. I have to control myself from not killing you. Thus the hard fucking."
"Whatever... At least I don't suck at basketball."
Jockguy's grip on my wrists tightened. He ground his knees into my thighs. He slightly squinted his eyes.
"Come on," I egged. "Get pissed and pound me!"
Jockguy stared into my eyes. His eyes were on fire. I knew he was ready to take my ass. He had that "I'm gonna pound you to within an inch of your life" look on his face. I waited for him to make the first move.
All of a sudden, his intense look faded and a giant smirk crawled across his face. He released his grip on my hands and rolled off of me.
"What are you doing?" I asked, very confused.
"You're right. I'm a horrible teacher. You run your mouth and I give you exactly what you want." Jockguy got off the bed and pulled on a pair of jogging pants. "This time, I'm not giving you want you want." Jockguy smiled from ear to ear.
"What, so you're not gonna put out?"
"Exactly," Jockguy said. "You catch on quick!"
Jockguy walked down the hall and into the living room. I was kind of shocked. After sitting there for a second, I grabbed my shorts, pulled them on, and headed to the living room. When I got there, Jockguy was watching tv.
"Ok, so how long is this going to go on?" I asked as I sat down next to Jockguy.
"3 days," Jockguy matter-of-factly replied.
"WHAT?!?" I yelled, horrified. "You sentenced me?!?"
"Yup. 1 day for beating me, 1 day for the WNBA comment and 1 day because you're a dick."
I looked Jockguyin the face. He was smirking. I couldn't tell if he was serious or not. I decided to test him.
"Ok," I said, standing up," I guess I'll have to find someone else to fuck this ass."
I grabbed my shorts, pulled them down, and bent over. My ass was directly in Jockguy's face. I wiggled it from side to side, laughing. All of a sudden, I heard a loud cracking sound and my right ass cheek began to burn. Jockguy had slapped my ass just about as hard as he could!
"OWWW!," I yelped, pulling my shorts up. "That fucking hurt!"
Jockguy was on the couch, doubled over laughing.
"It's not funny! That fucking hurt!"
"Serves you right!"
"We'll see about that!" I grabbed Jockguy and pinned him to the couch.
Now, as you guys know, with Jockguy, I'm mostly submissive. He is a fucking stud and loves to be in charge. He loves to throw me around and pin me to the bed. All this despite the fact that I have about 20lbs on him, mostly muscle. I don't ever use my size though. I've always been more of a gentle giant :)
Up until this point, I hadn't EVER used my size and strength to it's full advantage against Jockguy. When I jumped on him and pinned him, he tried to get up but he could. He had a surprised and panicked look in his eyes. I gripped his arms tightly and held them in place at his sides.
"Now you listen to me," I said, staring him in the eyes. "There is no way in hell I'm waiting 3 days. You're going to get up, take me to your bed, and fuck the hell out of me. Got that?" I had an evil smile on my face.
"You know that when you let me up, I'm gonna kick your ass, right?" Jockguy threatened.
"As long as you fuck me, you can do whatever you want."
I released Jockguy's arms and got off of him. We both stood up and stared at each other. I smiled.
Jockguy grabbed my head and pulled me into a soft and passionate kiss.
"If you were any other guy, I'd kick the shit out of you and send you on your way," Jockguy said. "But you are too damn cute."
"Thanks." I reached out and pulled him into another kiss. "You still suck at basketball though."
Jockguy grabbed me by the waistband on my shorts and marched me into his room. He closed the door and ripped off his pants. He pulled my shorts off and shoved me onto the bed. Jockguy crawled onto the bed and started to kiss his way up my body, toes first. He licked and sucked my toes, then moved up my leg. He bypassed my hard cock and made his way up my abs to my chest. After paying some attention to my neck, Jockguy and I were face to face, eye to eye.
We laid there, our eyes focused on one another. Jockguy grabbed my hands in his and put them above my head, pinning them to the bed. He leaned down and touched his lips to mine. I opened my mouth, inviting his tongue to explore like it had done countless times before. We started to passionately kiss.
Instinctively, I tried to wrap my arms and hands around Jockguy to pull our bodies impossibly closer. My arms lifted slightly off the bed before being forcefully shoved back to the bed.
"You aren't the only one that can use his muscle," Jockguy smirked.
"You call that muscle? You're a pussy compared to me."
Jockguy's grip on my wrists tightened.
"Oh really?!?" Jockguy said with an evil smile on his face.
"Yup. P-U-S-S-Y pussy."
"I know you are only doing this to get me going."
"That's not a bad thing!" I laughed. "Is it working?"
"I don't know. You tell me." Jockguy started grinding his hips against mine. His hard cock felt like a steel pole against thighs.
With that, I flung my arms up and away from Jockguy's grip. I grabbed him under the arms, hugged, and flipped him onto his back. I now sat in the position Jockguy had just been in.
"THAT was real muscle."
I leaned down and kissed Jockguy. I plunged my tongue into his mouth to savor his taste. I ran my hands up and down his body, feeling his tight, perfect abs and chest. I started to grind my cock against his. As usual, I was leaking a river of precum, making our cocks slip and slide against each other. The feeling of our cocks sliding against one another and against our abs was almost too much. I had to pull up before exploding.
I kissed and licked my way down Jockguy's chest and stomach. I kissed around his cock. I licked and sucked on his balls. Finally, I took his precum soaked cock in my mouth. He immediately started moaning and thrusting his hips. Within seconds, Jockguy was bucking his hips and holding my head down on his cock. I was getting quite the face fuck!
After a couple minutes of fucking my mouth, Jockguy pulled out. His cock was sloppy and wet. He hopped up and crawled to the foot of the bed.
"You ready to get pounded?!?" he said, smiling ear to ear.
I got on all fours and stuck my hole up and out for him to use.
"I'll take that as a yes!"
Jockguy leaned down and spit onto my waiting hole. I soon felt his warm tongue as he licked my ass. Jockguy's tongue started to slowly loosen my hole as he pushed it further and further in. I moaned as I felt his warm, wet tongue wash over me. He continued to eat my hole until I finally couldn't take it anymore.
"Fuck me! You have to fuck me!" I begged.
Jockguy pulled his tongue from my hole. Head on the bed, ass in the air, I waited for his cock. I heard him spit in his hand and lube up his hard dick. A second later, I felt his huge cockhead push against my hungry hole. After some minor resistance, Jockguy popped inside of me. He slowly filled me with his huge cock. Pretty soon, he was balls-deep inside of me.
Jockguy leaned down and kissed my neck, right under my right ear.
"I own this ass," Jockguy whispered. He licked and kissed his way to my left ear. "Your hole belongs to me."
I was SO turned on. I almost blew my load then. I began to push my ass up, in hopes of getting Jockguy to slide even deeper inside me. He took the hint and started to fuck me. He moved his hips up and down as his torso stayed still. His chest was pressed against my back. I could feel his breathe on my right ear as he began to thrust his cock deep inside me.
Jockguy was hitting all the right spots and I began to moan.
"Oh my God. Oh my God. Fuck me!"
Jockguy responded by pushing himself off my back, grabbing my hips, and kicking it up a couple notches. He started to pound me. His quads slammed into the back of my thighs. His balls slapped against my taint.
"Your hole is so fucking hot! Take my raw cock in you ass!"
We had only been fucking for about 5 minutes but I couldn't take it anymore. We put in about 2 hours of foreplay. I grabbed my cock and furiously started to stroke it. Within seconds I felt my orgasm come on.
"I'm gonna cum! Fuck me harder! Fuck me harder!" I screamed.
To be honest, Jockguy couldn't fuck me any harder than he already was! So he continued to plow my hole while I started to cum. I shot 5 or 6 HUGE ribbons of cum onto the bed. I became light headed after the 2nd or 3rd shot. A wave of pure pleasure and ecstasy poured over me. I was in heaven :)
And so was Jockguy. He continued to pound away at my hole. After I came back to reality, I focused on making this as good for him as it was for me. I pushed my ass into Jockguy everytime he thrust forward. I began clenching my ass. I wanted him to enjoy my hole like no other. I wanted him to know he really did own it.
After another 10 minutes of pounding me doggy, Jockguy ordered me on my back. I flipped around and shot my legs in the air. Jockguy lined his cock up to my hole and shoved it all the way in in one motion.
"OHHHHHH FUCK! Oh fuck yeah! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
Jockguy pulled my legs over his shoulders, grabbed me around the thighs and started pound me. I was rock hard again.
"I want your cum! Cum in my hole!" I egged.
Jockguy's thrusts got shorter and quicker. His face intensified.
"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna load your hole!"
With one last, powerful thrust, Jockguy emptied his balls into my used hole. He unloaded a huge load deep inside of me. Exhausted, Jockguy fell on top of me, his cock popping out of my hole in the process. We kissed as our sweaty bodies came together.
We laid in bed for a while, not really talking. We were on a high that was too good for words. Jockguy held me in his arms, pulling me close into him.
After the high wore off, I turned to Jockguy.
"Are there any other sports that you think you are good at but, in reality,
really suck at?!?"
His hand immediately reached out at slapped me on the head.
Only two things gave me the ability to survive this. First, my Ducks! Or should I say, my BCS bound Ducks :) I can't believe we are going to the Natty! It's gonna be sweet!
And second, and most importantly, Jockguy. He has been amazing these last couple weeks. He calms me down when I get angry and frustrated and helps me focus on what I need to do. Plus, he's fucking hot :)
This encounter happened right before Thanksgiving. I wrote it up over Thanksgiving but just didn't have the time or energy to spell-check and post it... That sounds sooo sad when I read it lol. Enjoy :)
Asserting My Dominance... then Getting Fucked
Right before Thanksgiving, Jockguy and I were watching a basketball game on tv (Go Blazers!). Jockguy was in a cocky mood and started talking about how great of a basketball player he is. I had seen him play and he is ok but by no means great. I, on the other hand, am pretty damn good. I've played since I was 5. I played throughout high school, making varsity as a sophomore and being the captain of the team my senior year. In other words, I gots me some skillz :) Now, I am also a competitive asshole. I can't stand to lose. And I tend to talk a lot of trash when I play (you all know how much I like to run my mouth!). Because of this, I don't play serious ball with people I like. I'll play with friends but it's mostly fun, pick-up games.
Anyways, Jockguy started playfully, yet seriously, talking crap, saying if we ever played a little 1-on-1, he'd kick my ass. I went along with it for a while but he kept at me. I could feel my competitive asshole persona come out. After a couple minutes of talking from Jockguy, I agreed that we'd play the next day.
So, the next day, after class, I met Jockguy at one of the courts on campus. Jockguy immediately started talking crap. I let it go and didn't say anything.
"So, after I slaughter you, I get your ass for the rest of the week," Jockguy said in a very cocky tone.
Up to that point, I was going to take it easy. But I just couldn't let that fucker win! You are fucking dead I thought to myself.
I got the ball first. Jockguy got right up on me, trying to D me up. I drove to the right, blowing right past him for the layup.
"1-0". Jockguy had a surprised look on his face. He had never seen me play serious, focused ball.
I got the ball again. This time he fell off me a little, learning his lesson from my first point. Except he left a little too much space between us. I hit a 3 right in his face.
"3-0". The look on Jockguy's face was priceless. He knew he was fucked. I felt no sympathy for him :)
After about 10 or 15 minutes, I ended up winning 11-3. After I hit the winner, I stood there and stared at Jockguy. He looked back and gave me the funniest look ever.
"Oh God, I'm gonna hear about this forever, aren't I?"
"Hear about what? How you talked an endless amount of shit only to get your ass slaughtered?"
"Fuck. This week is gonna suck."
"Not as much as your basketball 'skills'". I air-quoted when I said skills.
"Watch it! I may suck at basketball but I'll kick your ass!"
"After watching you play basketball, I'm not really concerned about you kicking my ass anymore. In fact, all that unbridled lust I felt for you is gone. It left right about the time you airballed those 2 jumpers!"
"I fucking hate you. You are such a smart ass. Can we go now?"
"If I were you, I'd wanna leave here as soon as possible too."
"Fuck," Jockguy sighed.
We walked to Jockguy's apartment. I made awesome comments the whole way there :)
When we got to Jockguy's place, we headed to the shower. We both stripped and hopped in. I grabbed the soap and started rubbing Jockguy.
"I thought your lust for me was gone?"
"It is. I'm doing this outta sympathy."
"Sure. You know, I wasn't even that bad. Most of my shots were close."
I started laughing. Jockguy grabbed me by the balls and started to squeeze.
"Ok, ok, ok!," I screamed. "I'm sorry. You are an amazing basketball player who just had an off day."
"That's better." Jockguy released me from his strong grip. We rinsed, got out of the shower, dried off, and headed to Jockguy's room.
We climbed on his bed and started to kiss.
"You know you really aren't a bad player," I said in between kisses.
"Thanks."
"In fact, I hear the WNBA is having tryouts. You should go!"
Jockguy jumped up and pounced on me. He grabbed my arms and slammed them above my head, into the bed. Of course, I was laughing.
"You think you are funny? I'm gonna beat the shit out of you!" Jockguy yelled.
"What? I just figured the WNBA was the only option after I turned you into a woman on the court!"
"God, you just LOVE to run your mouth. How many times do I have to teach you not to do that?"
"Apparently you're a piss-poor teacher cause I have yet to learn my lesson. Plus, you LOVE when I run my mouth. It gives you an excuse to be rough!"
"I think you are confusing 'hatred' and 'annoyance' for 'love'. I have to control myself from not killing you. Thus the hard fucking."
"Whatever... At least I don't suck at basketball."
Jockguy's grip on my wrists tightened. He ground his knees into my thighs. He slightly squinted his eyes.
"Come on," I egged. "Get pissed and pound me!"
Jockguy stared into my eyes. His eyes were on fire. I knew he was ready to take my ass. He had that "I'm gonna pound you to within an inch of your life" look on his face. I waited for him to make the first move.
All of a sudden, his intense look faded and a giant smirk crawled across his face. He released his grip on my hands and rolled off of me.
"What are you doing?" I asked, very confused.
"You're right. I'm a horrible teacher. You run your mouth and I give you exactly what you want." Jockguy got off the bed and pulled on a pair of jogging pants. "This time, I'm not giving you want you want." Jockguy smiled from ear to ear.
"What, so you're not gonna put out?"
"Exactly," Jockguy said. "You catch on quick!"
Jockguy walked down the hall and into the living room. I was kind of shocked. After sitting there for a second, I grabbed my shorts, pulled them on, and headed to the living room. When I got there, Jockguy was watching tv.
"Ok, so how long is this going to go on?" I asked as I sat down next to Jockguy.
"3 days," Jockguy matter-of-factly replied.
"WHAT?!?" I yelled, horrified. "You sentenced me?!?"
"Yup. 1 day for beating me, 1 day for the WNBA comment and 1 day because you're a dick."
I looked Jockguyin the face. He was smirking. I couldn't tell if he was serious or not. I decided to test him.
"Ok," I said, standing up," I guess I'll have to find someone else to fuck this ass."
I grabbed my shorts, pulled them down, and bent over. My ass was directly in Jockguy's face. I wiggled it from side to side, laughing. All of a sudden, I heard a loud cracking sound and my right ass cheek began to burn. Jockguy had slapped my ass just about as hard as he could!
"OWWW!," I yelped, pulling my shorts up. "That fucking hurt!"
Jockguy was on the couch, doubled over laughing.
"It's not funny! That fucking hurt!"
"Serves you right!"
"We'll see about that!" I grabbed Jockguy and pinned him to the couch.
Now, as you guys know, with Jockguy, I'm mostly submissive. He is a fucking stud and loves to be in charge. He loves to throw me around and pin me to the bed. All this despite the fact that I have about 20lbs on him, mostly muscle. I don't ever use my size though. I've always been more of a gentle giant :)
Up until this point, I hadn't EVER used my size and strength to it's full advantage against Jockguy. When I jumped on him and pinned him, he tried to get up but he could. He had a surprised and panicked look in his eyes. I gripped his arms tightly and held them in place at his sides.
"Now you listen to me," I said, staring him in the eyes. "There is no way in hell I'm waiting 3 days. You're going to get up, take me to your bed, and fuck the hell out of me. Got that?" I had an evil smile on my face.
"You know that when you let me up, I'm gonna kick your ass, right?" Jockguy threatened.
"As long as you fuck me, you can do whatever you want."
I released Jockguy's arms and got off of him. We both stood up and stared at each other. I smiled.
Jockguy grabbed my head and pulled me into a soft and passionate kiss.
"If you were any other guy, I'd kick the shit out of you and send you on your way," Jockguy said. "But you are too damn cute."
"Thanks." I reached out and pulled him into another kiss. "You still suck at basketball though."
Jockguy grabbed me by the waistband on my shorts and marched me into his room. He closed the door and ripped off his pants. He pulled my shorts off and shoved me onto the bed. Jockguy crawled onto the bed and started to kiss his way up my body, toes first. He licked and sucked my toes, then moved up my leg. He bypassed my hard cock and made his way up my abs to my chest. After paying some attention to my neck, Jockguy and I were face to face, eye to eye.
We laid there, our eyes focused on one another. Jockguy grabbed my hands in his and put them above my head, pinning them to the bed. He leaned down and touched his lips to mine. I opened my mouth, inviting his tongue to explore like it had done countless times before. We started to passionately kiss.
Instinctively, I tried to wrap my arms and hands around Jockguy to pull our bodies impossibly closer. My arms lifted slightly off the bed before being forcefully shoved back to the bed.
"You aren't the only one that can use his muscle," Jockguy smirked.
"You call that muscle? You're a pussy compared to me."
Jockguy's grip on my wrists tightened.
"Oh really?!?" Jockguy said with an evil smile on his face.
"Yup. P-U-S-S-Y pussy."
"I know you are only doing this to get me going."
"That's not a bad thing!" I laughed. "Is it working?"
"I don't know. You tell me." Jockguy started grinding his hips against mine. His hard cock felt like a steel pole against thighs.
With that, I flung my arms up and away from Jockguy's grip. I grabbed him under the arms, hugged, and flipped him onto his back. I now sat in the position Jockguy had just been in.
"THAT was real muscle."
I leaned down and kissed Jockguy. I plunged my tongue into his mouth to savor his taste. I ran my hands up and down his body, feeling his tight, perfect abs and chest. I started to grind my cock against his. As usual, I was leaking a river of precum, making our cocks slip and slide against each other. The feeling of our cocks sliding against one another and against our abs was almost too much. I had to pull up before exploding.
I kissed and licked my way down Jockguy's chest and stomach. I kissed around his cock. I licked and sucked on his balls. Finally, I took his precum soaked cock in my mouth. He immediately started moaning and thrusting his hips. Within seconds, Jockguy was bucking his hips and holding my head down on his cock. I was getting quite the face fuck!
After a couple minutes of fucking my mouth, Jockguy pulled out. His cock was sloppy and wet. He hopped up and crawled to the foot of the bed.
"You ready to get pounded?!?" he said, smiling ear to ear.
I got on all fours and stuck my hole up and out for him to use.
"I'll take that as a yes!"
Jockguy leaned down and spit onto my waiting hole. I soon felt his warm tongue as he licked my ass. Jockguy's tongue started to slowly loosen my hole as he pushed it further and further in. I moaned as I felt his warm, wet tongue wash over me. He continued to eat my hole until I finally couldn't take it anymore.
"Fuck me! You have to fuck me!" I begged.
Jockguy pulled his tongue from my hole. Head on the bed, ass in the air, I waited for his cock. I heard him spit in his hand and lube up his hard dick. A second later, I felt his huge cockhead push against my hungry hole. After some minor resistance, Jockguy popped inside of me. He slowly filled me with his huge cock. Pretty soon, he was balls-deep inside of me.
Jockguy leaned down and kissed my neck, right under my right ear.
"I own this ass," Jockguy whispered. He licked and kissed his way to my left ear. "Your hole belongs to me."
I was SO turned on. I almost blew my load then. I began to push my ass up, in hopes of getting Jockguy to slide even deeper inside me. He took the hint and started to fuck me. He moved his hips up and down as his torso stayed still. His chest was pressed against my back. I could feel his breathe on my right ear as he began to thrust his cock deep inside me.
Jockguy was hitting all the right spots and I began to moan.
"Oh my God. Oh my God. Fuck me!"
Jockguy responded by pushing himself off my back, grabbing my hips, and kicking it up a couple notches. He started to pound me. His quads slammed into the back of my thighs. His balls slapped against my taint.
"Your hole is so fucking hot! Take my raw cock in you ass!"
We had only been fucking for about 5 minutes but I couldn't take it anymore. We put in about 2 hours of foreplay. I grabbed my cock and furiously started to stroke it. Within seconds I felt my orgasm come on.
"I'm gonna cum! Fuck me harder! Fuck me harder!" I screamed.
To be honest, Jockguy couldn't fuck me any harder than he already was! So he continued to plow my hole while I started to cum. I shot 5 or 6 HUGE ribbons of cum onto the bed. I became light headed after the 2nd or 3rd shot. A wave of pure pleasure and ecstasy poured over me. I was in heaven :)
And so was Jockguy. He continued to pound away at my hole. After I came back to reality, I focused on making this as good for him as it was for me. I pushed my ass into Jockguy everytime he thrust forward. I began clenching my ass. I wanted him to enjoy my hole like no other. I wanted him to know he really did own it.
After another 10 minutes of pounding me doggy, Jockguy ordered me on my back. I flipped around and shot my legs in the air. Jockguy lined his cock up to my hole and shoved it all the way in in one motion.
"OHHHHHH FUCK! Oh fuck yeah! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
Jockguy pulled my legs over his shoulders, grabbed me around the thighs and started pound me. I was rock hard again.
"I want your cum! Cum in my hole!" I egged.
Jockguy's thrusts got shorter and quicker. His face intensified.
"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna load your hole!"
With one last, powerful thrust, Jockguy emptied his balls into my used hole. He unloaded a huge load deep inside of me. Exhausted, Jockguy fell on top of me, his cock popping out of my hole in the process. We kissed as our sweaty bodies came together.
We laid in bed for a while, not really talking. We were on a high that was too good for words. Jockguy held me in his arms, pulling me close into him.
After the high wore off, I turned to Jockguy.
"Are there any other sports that you think you are good at but, in reality,
really suck at?!?"
His hand immediately reached out at slapped me on the head.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Yes, I'm Still Alive...
Sorry for being silent these last 4 or so weeks. This school year has been a pain in the ass. I'm taking 1 too many classes and am getting buried in work. Plus, one of my professors is a giant cunt (if my mom knew I said that word, she'd slap me). Combine class, homework, work, and sleep, and that leaves me with no time to write about anything. Oh, plus there is the fact that my football team is the no. 1 team in the nation. I spend a majority of my free time reading about how awesome my Ducks are :)
That being said, I'm going to have some free time here pretty soon. After midterms, my life will be (somewhat) easier. I'll definitely be writing up some of the encounters I've had recently. I've been on a hot streak lately. Besides Jockguy and the always amazing sex we have, I've been with a couple other hotties who are more than story-worthy. I also met up with Mike (from "Awkward into Awesome") again. And, without jinxing it, Jockguy has been hinting at a threesome with a friend of his! If all goes well, it will be my first threeway!
I'd also like thank those of you who comment here and email. I like hearing from you guys, so feel free to leave comments or message me!
So, again, sorry about the lack of updates. But if you stick with me, you'll be rewarded handsomely :)
For all my fellow Ducks:
That being said, I'm going to have some free time here pretty soon. After midterms, my life will be (somewhat) easier. I'll definitely be writing up some of the encounters I've had recently. I've been on a hot streak lately. Besides Jockguy and the always amazing sex we have, I've been with a couple other hotties who are more than story-worthy. I also met up with Mike (from "Awkward into Awesome") again. And, without jinxing it, Jockguy has been hinting at a threesome with a friend of his! If all goes well, it will be my first threeway!
I'd also like thank those of you who comment here and email. I like hearing from you guys, so feel free to leave comments or message me!
So, again, sorry about the lack of updates. But if you stick with me, you'll be rewarded handsomely :)
For all my fellow Ducks:
Friday, October 8, 2010
Update
Well, it finally happened. I started messing around with guys 2 years ago. I always knew that this was a possibility. But, to be honest, I never thought it would happen to me. I always thought I was careful enough not to have this happen. But, alas, it has happened...
I GOT HIT IN THE EYE WITH JIZZ!!!
Jockguy and I were in the middle of a hot fuck session. I was in a very dominant and aggressive mood, which doesn't happen much. He came over to my place and I immediately mauled him. I threw him onto my bed and ripped his clothes off, followed by mine. After some kissing, sucking and rimming, I started to fuck his hot hole. I was in quite the rough mood. I pounded without any regard for Jockguy. We started with him on his back, then moved to doggy. After a couple minutes of that, I got on my back and told Jockguy to ride my dick. He got on in reverse cowboy/girl and started riding me. After a couple minutes, I started to cum. I shot a GIANT load deep in Jockguys hole. He continued to ride me. Soon, he was ready to cum. He leaned back, stroking his cock, and moaned. Before I knew it my right eye was plastered with his hot, creamy load! I wasn't expecting it so I couldn't close my eyes. My eye started to burn!
My eye stayed blood shot and irritated the rest of the night but it was TOTALLY worth it!
I GOT HIT IN THE EYE WITH JIZZ!!!
Jockguy and I were in the middle of a hot fuck session. I was in a very dominant and aggressive mood, which doesn't happen much. He came over to my place and I immediately mauled him. I threw him onto my bed and ripped his clothes off, followed by mine. After some kissing, sucking and rimming, I started to fuck his hot hole. I was in quite the rough mood. I pounded without any regard for Jockguy. We started with him on his back, then moved to doggy. After a couple minutes of that, I got on my back and told Jockguy to ride my dick. He got on in reverse cowboy/girl and started riding me. After a couple minutes, I started to cum. I shot a GIANT load deep in Jockguys hole. He continued to ride me. Soon, he was ready to cum. He leaned back, stroking his cock, and moaned. Before I knew it my right eye was plastered with his hot, creamy load! I wasn't expecting it so I couldn't close my eyes. My eye started to burn!
My eye stayed blood shot and irritated the rest of the night but it was TOTALLY worth it!
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