FrenchieFry
Virgin
Hello all, this is my second story here on Just Us Boys and I really liked the positive feedback I received from my first story, Neighborly Developments, so I decided to start another story. This is the first chapter to this story and I will be starting the next chapter after I finish the final chapter to Neighborly Developments, which I'm hoping to have edited and finished by tomorrow. 
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What time is it? Game time! DAD led us in our chant before we went off to school for our last home game of our senior season and last game before the playoffs. It was also our biggest game of the season, and defiantly our most difficult, against our hated rival from the next town over. We brought with us an undefeated season into this game, as we did last year, and this year we wanted to make certain we win and assure our playoff birth. I guess I should say who we are, I’m Max and my brothers name is Jack. I call him my big brother but I’m older than him by three months. Yes, I said three months, both my brother and I were adopted by Leslie and Gregg Cassini.
We have been inseparable since we were both so rudely placed in the same orphanage by our parents, Jack was an accident and his parents didn’t have the necessities to raise another child and my mom was single and supporting herself through college. Jack arrived at the orphanage a few days before I did and we were both happy to make a friend. But our hard knock lives didn’t end there, Gregg had an addiction to alcohol going into his marriage with Leslie. This addiction and Gregg’s infertility led Leslie to get hooked on illegal narcotics. We were both scared that we might end up back in the orphanage, while Gregg and Leslie entered Alcoholics Anonymous and Narcotics Anonymous respectively. But, our adoptive parents arranged for us to live with Gregg’s best friend since childhood David Allan Daniels, DAD if you didn’t catch on. Gregg, Leslie, and David all said this was just a temporary solution and that when they overcame their addictions they would take us back and we could be a happy family again, plus there must have been a reason David didn’t have a wife and kids of his own. This reunion never happened but Jack and I quickly got acquainted with David and he started to enjoy our presence, I wouldn’t have called it liking us at this point, and soon after started calling him Dad. Our relationship evolved and we almost totally forgetting about our adoptive parents, who have both since passed on, do to overdose.
Finally we can talk about Jack and me. Well, I’m the quarterback of our football team and co-captain of the team with my brother who is the star center. I might be the only one who calls him the star instead of me but I know he is just as important as I am. Although I’m the highly recruited quarterback offered full scholarships to two state schools I chose to deny both of their requests because they wouldn’t consider recruiting my brother. I guess they don’t want a 6 foot two inch 290 pound center that can bench 225 pounds thirty times and has a perfect GPA and is getting academic scholarships. But they want a 6 foot quarterback who weighs 220 pounds and can throw a football 60 yards from his knees. I guess that makes sense, so my brother and I both committed to a FCS team and are hoping to make those two state schools look bad when we win the state championship and multiple FCS championship games.
We’re perfect together, we’ve done everything together since we were kids and now we basically think exactly the same and this make us work so well together. Our relationship is basically summed up by one of the two pictures resting on the night stand next to Dad’s bed. It’s a picture of me and Jack the first day we came home to Dad’s house after taking a bath together. Both of us are standing there butt naked hugging each other and smiling for the camera, it’s defiantly an awkward picture but we know it means a lot to Dad and is probably the last picture Gregg and Leslie saw of us.
Finally we made it to school that was the longest five minute drive of my life. Dad went to the football field and Jack and I went to the locker room. Coach was yelling at the players who were already dressed just because all he does is yell. Jack and I started getting undressed and we went over a few protection schemes, completely zoning out coach screaming and the underclassmen joking around. Jack was standing there naked trying to get into his jock strap. This was probably my second favorite thing about football I got to see Jack naked and fumbling trying to get his jock on. But there is something you should know. I’m not gay, I just have a huge man crush on my brother and his light blonde forest of hair that covers chest, fore arms and legs. Aside from the bare blade buzz cut the whole offensive line got, his whole body is covered in light blonde hair. Finished fumbling over his jock strap Jack finally got it on but it always seems like he’s putting on a show for me so I can see his ridiculously strong body can look so clumsy and his perfectly fat ass bounce up and down as well as his pecs and cock. Like the rest of his body Jack’s cock is thick, he definitely has one of the thickest cocks I have ever seen, but is that really saying something. By now he’s done getting dressed and well I’m depressed and look down at my six-pack, which eventually cheers me up as I continue to get changed into my uniform.
We gather for another one of Coach’s speeches which usually have more curse words than a rap song and then Jack and I led the team into a packed football stadium, well there’s always a good turn out when we play our rival. I was kind of saddened by this whole experience as we led the team for what could be the last time onto our sideline as the moms in the stands went crazy, well the dads too but you know, and the cheerleaders did their routine sending some short girl flying into the air and catching her. At this point it didn’t really matter what happened in the game Jack and I both knew we were the best we could be and we were both going to leave it all on the field, like always.
Dad always taught us to leave all of our anger and emotion out on the field so we could have fun and relax plus not build up too much anger. He had us start playing football soon after we moved in with him. He had been a Defensive Tackle at the same FCS school that we have committed to, wonder why we choose to go there, and since well Jack had always been pretty heavy he would pretend to let Jack block him and told Jack to snap the ball to me and I would throw the ball all around the yard. Dad always said that I was a natural but I can remember losing control of a few balls breaking windows, pots and an occasional garden gnome. We loved it because we could all be together and we signed up for pee-wee football and immediately fell in love with the game.
We came off the blocks fast in the first quarter, ending a 68 yard drive with a touchdown pass that I lobbed to the corner of the end zone, jumping on Jack’s back before the receiver even caught the ball. The crowd exploded with the obnoxious screams of girls, fog horns, clapping and high-fiving. It was quite a rush, but it wouldn’t last long. Seemingly as soon as we got off the field our rivals put up a touchdown of their own and Jack and I went back to work. Jack couldn’t pick up a second guy on the all out blitz which nearly left me standing there like a dear in the head lights but I quickly shovel passed the ball off to my back who took it 43 yards for a score leaving the faces on the other team in shock and despair. I patted Jack on the ass telling him if he missed that block again I was going to kick his ass while he was sleeping later.
Since we moved into Dad’s house we slept in the same room. It has never really been a problem since we get along so well and we even objected to one of us moving out. Dad had planned that the room above the garage would be a bedroom for one of us but since we got used to sleeping in the same room and we converted that room into our own personal gym so it wouldn’t really work out. I really didn’t want for us to get our own rooms because at night we would talk for hours on end about the last game, the next game, fantasy football, and our own personal fantasies. Jack really had his way with the ladies, mostly because his smile was so cute and you could probably stare into his light brown eyes for hours. So he would talk about how he was hitting on this chick and I would agree with him on how hot she was, while I was busy staring at how his cock would react to the conversation as we both laid there in our matching Hanes boxers, of course his were a few sizes larger and when the did happen to end up in my drawers they were easily spotted because of how much more they were stretched out compared to mine. This didn’t stop me from putting them on and imagining how if only my cock could fill up these boxers as much as his fat cock would and how my ass was dwarfed by his huge ass that looks soft enough to sleep on but is very muscular as I can tell every time I smack his ass.
It was half time and Jack and I were going into the locker room disappointed about the 14-14 score. We had two drives deep into their red zone which came to an end on turnovers, one a fumble by the tailback and the second a ball I wish I could have back knowing if I put it in the right place it would have been a touchdown but luckily this turnover didn’t lead to a score like the last one did. The team rested as couch talked about how crappy we were playing and then I got up and reluctantly took responsibility for that last turnover and said that if we can keep up our defensive game plan we could win this game for sure. I looked over at Jack and he was sitting there with his jersey off and was taking off his shoulder pads.
His pecs were monstrous and I could probably spend days just playing with them and his tits, my six-pack was nothing compared to what he had. I had always been jealous of Jack, I thought it wasn’t fair that both he and Dad had blonde hair and I had brown hair everyone always assumes that I’m the one who looks more like the mom, since they somehow look a lot alike, until we tell them that we are both adopted. My brown hair and dark blue eyes are like the complete opposite spectrum from Jack and Dad, but I have since gotten over that. Although I believe Jack is definitely better looking then I am, I must be at least somewhat good looking because the head cheerleader has been trying to get with me for the past 4 years, and believe me there’s more than one reason they call her the HEAD cheerleader.
We got back onto the field totally pumped up after half time with some more completely encouraging words by coach and our defense came up and shut the other team down on their first drive. Finally it was my turn to get back onto the field, the first play Jack threw a huge block pancaking the defender to the ground allowing me to hook up with our wide receiver, the same one who caught the touchdown earlier, for a huge gain taking us down to the five yard line. What happened next was totally unexpected and hasn’t happened since our days in middle school. Jack snapped the ball to me and quickly took a step back stepping on my foot causing me to fall. He then proceeded to fall on me face first as I fell down, diving for the ball only too eat a bunch of grass and then to have Jack’s 290 pound frame land squarely on top of me with his crotch right up against my ass. I couldn’t move but tried to squirm to get the loose ball, but was too excited since Jack’s crotch was pushing up against my ass and I could hardly breathe with all that weight on me and all the excitement. The play was finally over resulting in the other team getting the ball via a fumble and they started their drive. I sat down on the bench hoping no one would notice my cock go from hard to semi-hard and then back again. I yelled over to Jack and we started going over footwork on the sideline. He nearly stepped on my foot again forcing me to punch him in his left bicep resulting in him calling me an asshole and me calling him a fat fuck. I then told him to get come over to me gave him a quick hug and whispered in his ear that he’s my fat fuck and I love him and then smacking his ass as I walked down the field to where the action was. He followed calling me a bitch, just loud enough for no one to hear but me, and then jumping on my back as I had when we scored the first touchdown. He let go, not before almost breaking my back and we joined the chants led by the cheerleaders.
Our defense then forced a turnover which psyched our team back up giving us a new energy and giving me the ability to break a forty yard run and by no standards am I a scrambling quarterback, I might have some speed but not much, I’m a pocket passer and I know it. The next play we scored on a simple half back draw and the crowd went crazy yet again. Jack and I celebrated with the team after the extra point and hoped the defense could make them go three and out so we could get the ball back and hopefully put this game away without much more hassle.
Throughout their next drive I could only think about one thing and it wasn’t the thing I had usually spent most of my time thinking about on game day. Usually I couldn’t get the idea of winning, a close third best part of football, out of my head but now all I could think of was Jack’s cock. I just keep thinking of him plowing me in the ass with that fat cock that I had seen in the locker room every day, plus at home. I flashed back to one day I walked in after doing something for dad and seeing him at the computer watching some porn. I guess he didn’t hear the door open and I snuck up behind him and put my head on his shoulder. He bugged out and stood up with his boxers down around ankles and his hard fat cock sticking straight up instead of hanging down like I had usually seen it. He started yelling but that muffled sort of yelling so only I could hear, and then decided he should probably pull his boxers up but it didn’t really help as his pre-cum was just leaking through his black boxers as they tented. I said I didn’t say he had to stop, he gave me a weird look and we both sat down on the edge of our beds and proceeded to jerk off. I bet him a weeks allowance that I could last longer than him thinking he had just been watching porn he’d blow his load earlier, forgetting that he was a complete turn on I ended up losing out on some money. But the weird part was that we couldn’t take our eyes off each other as we got off and this and other contests such as this that followed this experience lead me to believe that he is at least curious as to what I have to offer.
We got the ball back after our defense stopped the apposing team on our 37 and started our drive. We marched down the field with little hassle. A delayed hand off from the thirty led to a first and goal and we were ready to try and put this game away. I hiked the ball and faked to the tail back, rolled to my right, Jack pulled to pick up a defender and I tossed the ball into the corner over the head of the retreating defensive back. Scrambling to try and pick it off he tripped, leaving our wide out wide open for the touchdown. We knew we had this game in the bag, our defense was on fire and there was only about a minute and a half left in the game.
The game ended with an interception in the end zone and we won the game. The final play of the game seemed to last forever since we only rushed two and the apposing quarterback had plenty of time to throw the ball into the end zone. It seemed to hang up there for at least 5 minutes, and when it finally fell it fell into our defensive backs hands. The whole team rushed the field, I was kind of in shock and just screaming in the end zone with the rest of the team when Jack came up behind me and gave me a bear hug picking me up off my feet and swinging me around.
The party on the field lasted another twenty minutes and then we went back to the locker room. Coach had some words to say but I didn’t think they were as important to listen to as staring at Jack sitting half naked sweating and his thick chest hair shimmering from the sweat. Then he threw the game ball at me and luckily I saw it in my peripherals or it would have hit me right in the face. Coach asked me if I had anything to say, I had a whole speech worked out in my head since last year, but all I could muster out was “This isn’t enough. Let’s take State’s!” There were about a thousand things that I could have said that were better than that but it got us pumped up and on our way to the showers earlier, which was the clearly best part of football.
Jack was standing at the locker next to me, getting ready for our showers, when he asked if we should just go home and shower. He brought up points like all the guys douching around in the shower area, the lack of water pressure, as well as the complete awkwardness of public showers while coach watched. I couldn’t think of a reason fast enough not to go home and shower so I agreed, losing one of my last chances to shower with him. We changed into the warm up clothes that we arrived in and then went to go meet Dad by the car. He congratulated us and then we got in the car. I was a little disappointed and Dad noticed, asking why I didn’t look happy, and I just said it hadn’t sunken in yet. This was our schools first undefeated season in like 40 years and it was a pretty intense feeling, but I was so pissed I was really looking forward to seeing Jack naked. Jack broke the silence at a traffic light and asked if I wanted to shower first, but before he could finish his sentence he changed his question to see if Dad and I wanted to go in the hot tub. I quickly said “Yes” and was hoping Dad would join us, but he objected and said he had to get back to work.
Dad dropped us off at the house and we ran into the backyard to get into the hot tub. We stripped off our clothes and went in wearing nothing but boxers. There was a line of clothes from the gate to the backyard to the hot tub, we got in and realized although the water was warmer than the air outside it was defiantly not hot, like a hot tub should be. How clever of us, we forgot to turn the hot tub on. Our next brilliant move was to get out of the water and go into the below freezing temperatures dripping wet and stand there for a few minutes before going inside.
We ran into the house and up to the bathroom to grab towels and dry off. Jack and I raced up the stairs and I slid past the stairs allowing him to get in front of me before ascending the stairs. His boxers were wet and clinging to his ass as it shook while we ran up the stairs. I tried to squeeze by him in the hallway right before the door to the bathroom and he brushed my semi-erect cock with his hand. I didn’t think he noticed and we both tried to fit in through the door at the same time, apparently he doesn’t know the rule that guys’ live by “Pole to pole or hole to hole”, and his “pole” brushed against my “hole” as we went through the door. He threw a towel at me and started drying himself off with one that he got for himself. I dried off my legs and looked up as Jack took off his boxers and continued to dry himself off. He was staring at me when I looked up from his fat cock, damn he caught me. He said my name, and I faked being out of it and then asked if he remembered the last time we were in here together naked. We both said the picture at the same time and started laughing. He came over and hugged me just like in the picture. His cock rubbed up against my leg and we both started to get turned on. He picked me up and put me on the counter next to the sink and we started making out.
I held on to his ass as we made out, massaging it as he stuck his tongue down my throat. His ass was even better when he didn’t have anything on at all, and I dragged my hands up his ass as his blonde hairs lightly tickled my hands. We continued making out and then he did something that I thought I would have to do first he went down on his knees, looked up at me, and than I saw my cock disappear into his mouth. Over and over it vanished into his mouth and down his throat, making him gag only once. My head was all the way back as I leaned back relaxing against the mirror as he pleasured my cock. I guided him with my hands as well getting a massage by the short hairs on his head calming me down, because even in my dreams of this moment I didn’t last this long. My body got tense and my toes curled as my cock began oozing cum in Jack’s mouth. Jack took a step back and I looked up at his face and saw a drop of cum sliding out of the side of his mouth. I hopped off the counter and kissed his face licking my semen off of his face.
I led him to the toilet and he sat down I immediately went down and my mouth plummeted onto his thick cock. His crotch smelled of sweet and grass, grease is the only thing missing from this intoxicating combination of manly smells. But, it wasn’t overbearing like had hoped it wouldn’t. My hands couldn’t find the right place to bee so they went from being on his muscular hairy legs to trying to rap around his enormous thighs. Then I went to his seemingly apple sized balls and massaged them with my right hand while still overwhelmed trying to fit his thick cock deeper into my mouth. Pre-cum was escaping Jack’s cock as my tongue tormented the head of his cock, he gave me a nudge and a look that said if I continued to that he was going to pump my mouth full of cum. I didn’t stop and his massive body seized back from his waist up and his cock lunged forward toward me, forcing my mouth to open wider than before, sending a stream of hot, thick, sweet and salty cum into my mouth filling it until there was no room left in my mouth with his huge cock still in it. I tried to swallow almost gagging and finally swallowed enough semen so that none would escape my mouth. His cum tasted stronger than mine but it wasn’t bitter, this was the moment I had dreamed of since seemingly forever.
Both of our cocks were now limp and we were sitting there in a silence until Jack said something about getting clothes. Shit, we forgot about our clothes spread all over the backyard and the hot tub was still on. Again we found ourselves running, this time down the stairs and outside, still naked I might add, and picking up our clothes. We brought them inside and then decided we should go in the hot tub, we turned it on might as well use it. So Jack got in first raising the water level and then I got in. It was hot, not only was the water hot but we were both in there naked and there really isn’t enough room anywhere when Jack is around, no I’m kidding, and my legs rested up against his body as we both just lay there. We were talking and I kept trying to bring up what just happened but Jack seemed to be embarrassed and to lighten the mood I thought I would say something clever but I wasn’t sure exactly what to say. So we kept talking and finally I thought of what I should say, “Don’t be embarrassed Jack you just gave a blow job to the hottest guy in school.” Jack started laughing and I did too, I didn’t think it was that funny of a comment but then I saw he was pointing behind me. I turned around confused why he was laughing so hard only to see Dad standing only a few feet behind me. He came over and leaned on the wall of the hot tub, looking down he saw both of us naked but didn’t say anything. I was expecting a different reaction but he just stood there until he bent down. I leaned over the edge to see what he was doing and he started taking off his, shoes, socks, shirt, pants, and tight white briefs and hopped in the hot tub with us. It was now very cramped, the water level was now higher than the walls could handle, and I was very confused. Jack looked at me smiling as if he knew something I didn’t and Dad leaned over and kissed both of us on the cheek then rubbed both of us on the closest leg too him.
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What time is it? Game time! DAD led us in our chant before we went off to school for our last home game of our senior season and last game before the playoffs. It was also our biggest game of the season, and defiantly our most difficult, against our hated rival from the next town over. We brought with us an undefeated season into this game, as we did last year, and this year we wanted to make certain we win and assure our playoff birth. I guess I should say who we are, I’m Max and my brothers name is Jack. I call him my big brother but I’m older than him by three months. Yes, I said three months, both my brother and I were adopted by Leslie and Gregg Cassini.
We have been inseparable since we were both so rudely placed in the same orphanage by our parents, Jack was an accident and his parents didn’t have the necessities to raise another child and my mom was single and supporting herself through college. Jack arrived at the orphanage a few days before I did and we were both happy to make a friend. But our hard knock lives didn’t end there, Gregg had an addiction to alcohol going into his marriage with Leslie. This addiction and Gregg’s infertility led Leslie to get hooked on illegal narcotics. We were both scared that we might end up back in the orphanage, while Gregg and Leslie entered Alcoholics Anonymous and Narcotics Anonymous respectively. But, our adoptive parents arranged for us to live with Gregg’s best friend since childhood David Allan Daniels, DAD if you didn’t catch on. Gregg, Leslie, and David all said this was just a temporary solution and that when they overcame their addictions they would take us back and we could be a happy family again, plus there must have been a reason David didn’t have a wife and kids of his own. This reunion never happened but Jack and I quickly got acquainted with David and he started to enjoy our presence, I wouldn’t have called it liking us at this point, and soon after started calling him Dad. Our relationship evolved and we almost totally forgetting about our adoptive parents, who have both since passed on, do to overdose.
Finally we can talk about Jack and me. Well, I’m the quarterback of our football team and co-captain of the team with my brother who is the star center. I might be the only one who calls him the star instead of me but I know he is just as important as I am. Although I’m the highly recruited quarterback offered full scholarships to two state schools I chose to deny both of their requests because they wouldn’t consider recruiting my brother. I guess they don’t want a 6 foot two inch 290 pound center that can bench 225 pounds thirty times and has a perfect GPA and is getting academic scholarships. But they want a 6 foot quarterback who weighs 220 pounds and can throw a football 60 yards from his knees. I guess that makes sense, so my brother and I both committed to a FCS team and are hoping to make those two state schools look bad when we win the state championship and multiple FCS championship games.
We’re perfect together, we’ve done everything together since we were kids and now we basically think exactly the same and this make us work so well together. Our relationship is basically summed up by one of the two pictures resting on the night stand next to Dad’s bed. It’s a picture of me and Jack the first day we came home to Dad’s house after taking a bath together. Both of us are standing there butt naked hugging each other and smiling for the camera, it’s defiantly an awkward picture but we know it means a lot to Dad and is probably the last picture Gregg and Leslie saw of us.
Finally we made it to school that was the longest five minute drive of my life. Dad went to the football field and Jack and I went to the locker room. Coach was yelling at the players who were already dressed just because all he does is yell. Jack and I started getting undressed and we went over a few protection schemes, completely zoning out coach screaming and the underclassmen joking around. Jack was standing there naked trying to get into his jock strap. This was probably my second favorite thing about football I got to see Jack naked and fumbling trying to get his jock on. But there is something you should know. I’m not gay, I just have a huge man crush on my brother and his light blonde forest of hair that covers chest, fore arms and legs. Aside from the bare blade buzz cut the whole offensive line got, his whole body is covered in light blonde hair. Finished fumbling over his jock strap Jack finally got it on but it always seems like he’s putting on a show for me so I can see his ridiculously strong body can look so clumsy and his perfectly fat ass bounce up and down as well as his pecs and cock. Like the rest of his body Jack’s cock is thick, he definitely has one of the thickest cocks I have ever seen, but is that really saying something. By now he’s done getting dressed and well I’m depressed and look down at my six-pack, which eventually cheers me up as I continue to get changed into my uniform.
We gather for another one of Coach’s speeches which usually have more curse words than a rap song and then Jack and I led the team into a packed football stadium, well there’s always a good turn out when we play our rival. I was kind of saddened by this whole experience as we led the team for what could be the last time onto our sideline as the moms in the stands went crazy, well the dads too but you know, and the cheerleaders did their routine sending some short girl flying into the air and catching her. At this point it didn’t really matter what happened in the game Jack and I both knew we were the best we could be and we were both going to leave it all on the field, like always.
Dad always taught us to leave all of our anger and emotion out on the field so we could have fun and relax plus not build up too much anger. He had us start playing football soon after we moved in with him. He had been a Defensive Tackle at the same FCS school that we have committed to, wonder why we choose to go there, and since well Jack had always been pretty heavy he would pretend to let Jack block him and told Jack to snap the ball to me and I would throw the ball all around the yard. Dad always said that I was a natural but I can remember losing control of a few balls breaking windows, pots and an occasional garden gnome. We loved it because we could all be together and we signed up for pee-wee football and immediately fell in love with the game.
We came off the blocks fast in the first quarter, ending a 68 yard drive with a touchdown pass that I lobbed to the corner of the end zone, jumping on Jack’s back before the receiver even caught the ball. The crowd exploded with the obnoxious screams of girls, fog horns, clapping and high-fiving. It was quite a rush, but it wouldn’t last long. Seemingly as soon as we got off the field our rivals put up a touchdown of their own and Jack and I went back to work. Jack couldn’t pick up a second guy on the all out blitz which nearly left me standing there like a dear in the head lights but I quickly shovel passed the ball off to my back who took it 43 yards for a score leaving the faces on the other team in shock and despair. I patted Jack on the ass telling him if he missed that block again I was going to kick his ass while he was sleeping later.
Since we moved into Dad’s house we slept in the same room. It has never really been a problem since we get along so well and we even objected to one of us moving out. Dad had planned that the room above the garage would be a bedroom for one of us but since we got used to sleeping in the same room and we converted that room into our own personal gym so it wouldn’t really work out. I really didn’t want for us to get our own rooms because at night we would talk for hours on end about the last game, the next game, fantasy football, and our own personal fantasies. Jack really had his way with the ladies, mostly because his smile was so cute and you could probably stare into his light brown eyes for hours. So he would talk about how he was hitting on this chick and I would agree with him on how hot she was, while I was busy staring at how his cock would react to the conversation as we both laid there in our matching Hanes boxers, of course his were a few sizes larger and when the did happen to end up in my drawers they were easily spotted because of how much more they were stretched out compared to mine. This didn’t stop me from putting them on and imagining how if only my cock could fill up these boxers as much as his fat cock would and how my ass was dwarfed by his huge ass that looks soft enough to sleep on but is very muscular as I can tell every time I smack his ass.
It was half time and Jack and I were going into the locker room disappointed about the 14-14 score. We had two drives deep into their red zone which came to an end on turnovers, one a fumble by the tailback and the second a ball I wish I could have back knowing if I put it in the right place it would have been a touchdown but luckily this turnover didn’t lead to a score like the last one did. The team rested as couch talked about how crappy we were playing and then I got up and reluctantly took responsibility for that last turnover and said that if we can keep up our defensive game plan we could win this game for sure. I looked over at Jack and he was sitting there with his jersey off and was taking off his shoulder pads.
His pecs were monstrous and I could probably spend days just playing with them and his tits, my six-pack was nothing compared to what he had. I had always been jealous of Jack, I thought it wasn’t fair that both he and Dad had blonde hair and I had brown hair everyone always assumes that I’m the one who looks more like the mom, since they somehow look a lot alike, until we tell them that we are both adopted. My brown hair and dark blue eyes are like the complete opposite spectrum from Jack and Dad, but I have since gotten over that. Although I believe Jack is definitely better looking then I am, I must be at least somewhat good looking because the head cheerleader has been trying to get with me for the past 4 years, and believe me there’s more than one reason they call her the HEAD cheerleader.
We got back onto the field totally pumped up after half time with some more completely encouraging words by coach and our defense came up and shut the other team down on their first drive. Finally it was my turn to get back onto the field, the first play Jack threw a huge block pancaking the defender to the ground allowing me to hook up with our wide receiver, the same one who caught the touchdown earlier, for a huge gain taking us down to the five yard line. What happened next was totally unexpected and hasn’t happened since our days in middle school. Jack snapped the ball to me and quickly took a step back stepping on my foot causing me to fall. He then proceeded to fall on me face first as I fell down, diving for the ball only too eat a bunch of grass and then to have Jack’s 290 pound frame land squarely on top of me with his crotch right up against my ass. I couldn’t move but tried to squirm to get the loose ball, but was too excited since Jack’s crotch was pushing up against my ass and I could hardly breathe with all that weight on me and all the excitement. The play was finally over resulting in the other team getting the ball via a fumble and they started their drive. I sat down on the bench hoping no one would notice my cock go from hard to semi-hard and then back again. I yelled over to Jack and we started going over footwork on the sideline. He nearly stepped on my foot again forcing me to punch him in his left bicep resulting in him calling me an asshole and me calling him a fat fuck. I then told him to get come over to me gave him a quick hug and whispered in his ear that he’s my fat fuck and I love him and then smacking his ass as I walked down the field to where the action was. He followed calling me a bitch, just loud enough for no one to hear but me, and then jumping on my back as I had when we scored the first touchdown. He let go, not before almost breaking my back and we joined the chants led by the cheerleaders.
Our defense then forced a turnover which psyched our team back up giving us a new energy and giving me the ability to break a forty yard run and by no standards am I a scrambling quarterback, I might have some speed but not much, I’m a pocket passer and I know it. The next play we scored on a simple half back draw and the crowd went crazy yet again. Jack and I celebrated with the team after the extra point and hoped the defense could make them go three and out so we could get the ball back and hopefully put this game away without much more hassle.
Throughout their next drive I could only think about one thing and it wasn’t the thing I had usually spent most of my time thinking about on game day. Usually I couldn’t get the idea of winning, a close third best part of football, out of my head but now all I could think of was Jack’s cock. I just keep thinking of him plowing me in the ass with that fat cock that I had seen in the locker room every day, plus at home. I flashed back to one day I walked in after doing something for dad and seeing him at the computer watching some porn. I guess he didn’t hear the door open and I snuck up behind him and put my head on his shoulder. He bugged out and stood up with his boxers down around ankles and his hard fat cock sticking straight up instead of hanging down like I had usually seen it. He started yelling but that muffled sort of yelling so only I could hear, and then decided he should probably pull his boxers up but it didn’t really help as his pre-cum was just leaking through his black boxers as they tented. I said I didn’t say he had to stop, he gave me a weird look and we both sat down on the edge of our beds and proceeded to jerk off. I bet him a weeks allowance that I could last longer than him thinking he had just been watching porn he’d blow his load earlier, forgetting that he was a complete turn on I ended up losing out on some money. But the weird part was that we couldn’t take our eyes off each other as we got off and this and other contests such as this that followed this experience lead me to believe that he is at least curious as to what I have to offer.
We got the ball back after our defense stopped the apposing team on our 37 and started our drive. We marched down the field with little hassle. A delayed hand off from the thirty led to a first and goal and we were ready to try and put this game away. I hiked the ball and faked to the tail back, rolled to my right, Jack pulled to pick up a defender and I tossed the ball into the corner over the head of the retreating defensive back. Scrambling to try and pick it off he tripped, leaving our wide out wide open for the touchdown. We knew we had this game in the bag, our defense was on fire and there was only about a minute and a half left in the game.
The game ended with an interception in the end zone and we won the game. The final play of the game seemed to last forever since we only rushed two and the apposing quarterback had plenty of time to throw the ball into the end zone. It seemed to hang up there for at least 5 minutes, and when it finally fell it fell into our defensive backs hands. The whole team rushed the field, I was kind of in shock and just screaming in the end zone with the rest of the team when Jack came up behind me and gave me a bear hug picking me up off my feet and swinging me around.
The party on the field lasted another twenty minutes and then we went back to the locker room. Coach had some words to say but I didn’t think they were as important to listen to as staring at Jack sitting half naked sweating and his thick chest hair shimmering from the sweat. Then he threw the game ball at me and luckily I saw it in my peripherals or it would have hit me right in the face. Coach asked me if I had anything to say, I had a whole speech worked out in my head since last year, but all I could muster out was “This isn’t enough. Let’s take State’s!” There were about a thousand things that I could have said that were better than that but it got us pumped up and on our way to the showers earlier, which was the clearly best part of football.
Jack was standing at the locker next to me, getting ready for our showers, when he asked if we should just go home and shower. He brought up points like all the guys douching around in the shower area, the lack of water pressure, as well as the complete awkwardness of public showers while coach watched. I couldn’t think of a reason fast enough not to go home and shower so I agreed, losing one of my last chances to shower with him. We changed into the warm up clothes that we arrived in and then went to go meet Dad by the car. He congratulated us and then we got in the car. I was a little disappointed and Dad noticed, asking why I didn’t look happy, and I just said it hadn’t sunken in yet. This was our schools first undefeated season in like 40 years and it was a pretty intense feeling, but I was so pissed I was really looking forward to seeing Jack naked. Jack broke the silence at a traffic light and asked if I wanted to shower first, but before he could finish his sentence he changed his question to see if Dad and I wanted to go in the hot tub. I quickly said “Yes” and was hoping Dad would join us, but he objected and said he had to get back to work.
Dad dropped us off at the house and we ran into the backyard to get into the hot tub. We stripped off our clothes and went in wearing nothing but boxers. There was a line of clothes from the gate to the backyard to the hot tub, we got in and realized although the water was warmer than the air outside it was defiantly not hot, like a hot tub should be. How clever of us, we forgot to turn the hot tub on. Our next brilliant move was to get out of the water and go into the below freezing temperatures dripping wet and stand there for a few minutes before going inside.
We ran into the house and up to the bathroom to grab towels and dry off. Jack and I raced up the stairs and I slid past the stairs allowing him to get in front of me before ascending the stairs. His boxers were wet and clinging to his ass as it shook while we ran up the stairs. I tried to squeeze by him in the hallway right before the door to the bathroom and he brushed my semi-erect cock with his hand. I didn’t think he noticed and we both tried to fit in through the door at the same time, apparently he doesn’t know the rule that guys’ live by “Pole to pole or hole to hole”, and his “pole” brushed against my “hole” as we went through the door. He threw a towel at me and started drying himself off with one that he got for himself. I dried off my legs and looked up as Jack took off his boxers and continued to dry himself off. He was staring at me when I looked up from his fat cock, damn he caught me. He said my name, and I faked being out of it and then asked if he remembered the last time we were in here together naked. We both said the picture at the same time and started laughing. He came over and hugged me just like in the picture. His cock rubbed up against my leg and we both started to get turned on. He picked me up and put me on the counter next to the sink and we started making out.
I held on to his ass as we made out, massaging it as he stuck his tongue down my throat. His ass was even better when he didn’t have anything on at all, and I dragged my hands up his ass as his blonde hairs lightly tickled my hands. We continued making out and then he did something that I thought I would have to do first he went down on his knees, looked up at me, and than I saw my cock disappear into his mouth. Over and over it vanished into his mouth and down his throat, making him gag only once. My head was all the way back as I leaned back relaxing against the mirror as he pleasured my cock. I guided him with my hands as well getting a massage by the short hairs on his head calming me down, because even in my dreams of this moment I didn’t last this long. My body got tense and my toes curled as my cock began oozing cum in Jack’s mouth. Jack took a step back and I looked up at his face and saw a drop of cum sliding out of the side of his mouth. I hopped off the counter and kissed his face licking my semen off of his face.
I led him to the toilet and he sat down I immediately went down and my mouth plummeted onto his thick cock. His crotch smelled of sweet and grass, grease is the only thing missing from this intoxicating combination of manly smells. But, it wasn’t overbearing like had hoped it wouldn’t. My hands couldn’t find the right place to bee so they went from being on his muscular hairy legs to trying to rap around his enormous thighs. Then I went to his seemingly apple sized balls and massaged them with my right hand while still overwhelmed trying to fit his thick cock deeper into my mouth. Pre-cum was escaping Jack’s cock as my tongue tormented the head of his cock, he gave me a nudge and a look that said if I continued to that he was going to pump my mouth full of cum. I didn’t stop and his massive body seized back from his waist up and his cock lunged forward toward me, forcing my mouth to open wider than before, sending a stream of hot, thick, sweet and salty cum into my mouth filling it until there was no room left in my mouth with his huge cock still in it. I tried to swallow almost gagging and finally swallowed enough semen so that none would escape my mouth. His cum tasted stronger than mine but it wasn’t bitter, this was the moment I had dreamed of since seemingly forever.
Both of our cocks were now limp and we were sitting there in a silence until Jack said something about getting clothes. Shit, we forgot about our clothes spread all over the backyard and the hot tub was still on. Again we found ourselves running, this time down the stairs and outside, still naked I might add, and picking up our clothes. We brought them inside and then decided we should go in the hot tub, we turned it on might as well use it. So Jack got in first raising the water level and then I got in. It was hot, not only was the water hot but we were both in there naked and there really isn’t enough room anywhere when Jack is around, no I’m kidding, and my legs rested up against his body as we both just lay there. We were talking and I kept trying to bring up what just happened but Jack seemed to be embarrassed and to lighten the mood I thought I would say something clever but I wasn’t sure exactly what to say. So we kept talking and finally I thought of what I should say, “Don’t be embarrassed Jack you just gave a blow job to the hottest guy in school.” Jack started laughing and I did too, I didn’t think it was that funny of a comment but then I saw he was pointing behind me. I turned around confused why he was laughing so hard only to see Dad standing only a few feet behind me. He came over and leaned on the wall of the hot tub, looking down he saw both of us naked but didn’t say anything. I was expecting a different reaction but he just stood there until he bent down. I leaned over the edge to see what he was doing and he started taking off his, shoes, socks, shirt, pants, and tight white briefs and hopped in the hot tub with us. It was now very cramped, the water level was now higher than the walls could handle, and I was very confused. Jack looked at me smiling as if he knew something I didn’t and Dad leaned over and kissed both of us on the cheek then rubbed both of us on the closest leg too him.
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, I hate seeing those smileys. Plus, in the original draft they were actually related. But, I had to get away from the whole mom subject and didn't want to kill her off like in every other story involving sex with a father figure, and still ended up killing people.
