Message-ID: <1712eli$9706261522@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: chris Subject: Football (MM) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: I had gone over to my friend Tom's house to watch football on pay per view TV. I arrived before the game, grabbed a beer and made myself comfortable in front of the television. By the time the game started there were about five guys I knew sitting around the room, there were a few guys I hadn't met before. Tom introduced them as people he played football with. We settled in to watch the match. About five minutes into the game two more of Tom's friends I hadn't met before showed up. The younger one Chris played football with Tom. The older one Dave was considerably older and played on the old boys team. They both grabbed beers and sat down to watch. A few of the guys on the sofa where Dave were sitting were making comments as the game went on. Every time I looked over I noticed that Dave was looking at me. Dave was about 50. He had a powerful frame, was thinning on top and had a pock marked face. Each time I looked over He was still looking at me. I found it a little unnerving, but strangely exciting. During a break in the play I got up to go to the toilet. Dave's eyes followed me as I left the room. I walked past the pool room to the downstairs, somebody was already in there, so I headed upstairs to the second toilet. As I stool there pissing, Dave walked into the room, I hadn't bothered to bolt the door. "Hope you don't mind me barging in". "No problem" I said, "I was just finishing". As I was washing my hands, I could see Dave's thick cock sticking out of his shorts. It seemed to be semi-hard. As far as I could tell it was about the some length as mine, 6 1/2". Dave saw me eyeing his cock, he smiled slightly. Then he seemed to take an extra long time shaking the last drops off before he pushed it back inside his shorts. Looking at his cock made my cock begin to harden. He noticed me watching him in the mirror as I dried my hands. Dave came over to the sink, I was just about to step aside but Dave grabbed the waist of my shorts and spun me round to face him. I'm slightly taller than Dave but he has a bigger frame and easily out weighed. Again he was looking into my eyes. My cock hardened. Dave's hand rubbed across my growing bulge. He pushed me back against the vanity. I didn't resist, although Dave wasn't handsome or even good looking, I found him incredibly masculine. Without saying a word Dave pulled my shorts and underwear down to my knees. He grabbed my cock and stroked up and down it a couple of times. Then he lifted me up onto the vanity. I couldn't get over how he oozed masculinity. Dave reached over and bolted the door, anybody could have walked in until then ! He dropped his shorts, his thick cock was fully erect now. Dave grabbed my legs and put one on each of his powerful shoulders. Dave stroked my cock again, then ran his hand down to my anus. He probed my hole with his thick fingers but they wouldn't go in. Dave rubbed his finger over the head of my cock wiping away the glob of precut gathering there. He the reapplied his finger to my asshole. It felt great feeling his finger slide around my hole, but he still couldn't get his finger all the way in. Dave reached over an grabbed a bottle of hand cream on the vanity. He pumped a large glob onto his right hand. Now he would be able to get his finger into my waiting hole. But he didn't reach for my anus. He spread the hand cream on to his engorged cock, then he spread some on my hole. Looking into my eyes he applied his cockhead to may asshole and firmly drove his cock all the way in with one motion. God he was masculine. He grabbed my thighs in his powerful arms and continued to drive his firm cock in and out of my asshole. It felt wonderful to be filled by his manliness. I watched him driving in and out. My own cock was waving wildly in the air as he drove into me. Whenever I looked up I would see his eyes riveted on mine. His masculine pock marked face, his stare, his powerful arms grabbing my thighs and his hard engorged cock driving into my ass were driving me wild. As he began to drive harder and deeper into me I grasped my own cock and began to jerk may self off. He never looked down at my cock or his own driving into my ass, he just stared at my face. Only as his cock exploded into me did he close his eyes driving harder into me as he came. My own cock exploded seconds later, spraying cum up on to his face. I don't normally ejaculate with such force but Dave's masculinity had really excited me. Dave wiped my cum off his face with his finger and then wiped it across my lips. With that he withdrew his flagging cock from my ass, pulled up his shorts and left the room. We hadn't said anything to each other the whole time. I jumped down off the vanity pulled up my shorts and went back down to watch the game. Luckily there was nobody waiting outside to use the bathroom. The whole incident had probably only lasted 5 minutes so I don't think any of the guys downstairs would be wondering where we had been. I sat back down in my chair and took a swig from by beer. I looked over to Dave. He was still looking at me. He took a swig from his beer and allowed himself a little smile. He oozed masculinity, I tingled as I remembered his firmness. I turned back to watch the game. After a couple more beers I had to go to the toilet again. This time I went downstairs as nobody was in there. Again I didn't bolt the door and I half expected Dave to come in, his eyes had followed me as I left the room. Nobody came in, but my cock did begin to harden as I thought about my earlier trip to the toilet. As I walked out past the door to the pool room I was firmly dragged into the room by the waist of my shorts. The door closed behind and I saw it was Dave who had dragged me in. His hand reached into my shorts. grabbing my cock he asked if I was ready for more? I looked into his brown eyes all I said was "please". Dave pushed me over to the pool table and bent me over it. He drew my shorts and underwear all the way down to the ground. I stepped out of the with one foot. Dave grabbed my buttocks kneading them as he pressed his crotch up against my ass. He was hard again. He dropped his shorts, placed his cockhead against my asshole. His firm hard hands grasped my hips and he drove his cock into me. I didn't need any lubrication this time I was still well lubed from before. Bent over the pool table I couldn't look into his eyes nor could I see my cock waving in the air. Dave continued to drive into me, firm, relentless. He pumped into me at an even pace. Again he began to drive into me deeper with more of his masculine power. Deeper he drove into me until I felt him spurting into me. "Thanks" he said as he pulled out, pulled up his shorts and left the room. Anybody walking by the room would have seen my naked ass as I bent over and pulled on my own shorts. I still had a raging hardon. I walked out of the pool room and back into the bathroom. Bolting the door I whipped my cock out and beat myself off. It didn't take long remembering Dave's firm grip on my hips as he drove his manhood into me. I don't remember who won the game but I had a satisfying day. I'm going back to Tom's house for the next game. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /