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This is for the jock guys out there
The Jock Shoppers
Ken had purchased Logan Sports Store from old man Logan two years ago. The first thing the 24 year old owner did was to change the name to KEN’S JOCK SHOP for he thought the new name would attract the young college kids in town. It worked. Soon, Ken’s store became the center for sportswear and equipment not only for the students but for the school as well.
Ken was very popular with his customers. They were mainly men and boys. And that is just what Ken liked best. He had been a swimming and diving champion at the college so he was somewhat well known in the Ohio community. If there was one thing that Ken had learned. It was that the customer is always right. And, when the customer was wrong he was still right. This attitude he carried into every phase of his life.
Ken’s store opened at 7:30 in the morning so he could catch some of the students before they attended classes. When it was slow in the morning, like this morning, he spent the time stocking shelves. His blond hair was tousled as he took the new stock of golf balls and placed them on the rack.
The bell over the front door rang indicating a customer. Ken looked up to see three boys dressed in running shorts and tee shirts enter. They looked to be about 19.
“Good morning, Ken.” The black haired boy said. He was tanned and sweaty. The light glistened on his skin and his hair was shiny.
“Hi! Allen. What can I do for you this morning? Did you make the track team?” Ken asked.
“Sure did. These are a couple of my team mates. This is Larry and Vince.”
Larry had short cropped brown hair and a very slim build. Vince was strikingly handsome with rich brown curly hair. His body was very muscular.
“Vince, you look more like a wrestler than a track man.” Ken said looking over the big biceps and hefty muscular thighs on the teenage stud.
“Yeah, I need to pick up some speed and thought track and field would be the thing to do it,” Vince replied.
Allen glanced around the store and then looked back to Ken. “Vince needs some gear. I told him you’d give him all the help he needs. Larry and I have to get to class.”
I’ll be glad to help him.” Ken repliied.
Vince and Ken watched Allen and Jerry leave the store. The bell over the door rang as they left.
Vince said, “Ken, I need some shoes, shorts and socks.”
Ken took several minutes fitting Vince with shoes. He picked out two pair of shorts and a half dozen pairs of shorts.
“Do you need a new jock to wear under those shorts?”
Vince replied that he did.
“This is a bike brand. It is popular. I also carry several other brands. What width waistband do you like?” Ken asked.
I usually get the one that is about 3 inches wide but, I saw a guy at practice wearing one that had a one inch waistband and the leg straps looked to be about half the size of regular ones.”
“That would be a Futura. Here’s one.” Ken opened the box and took out the jockstrap and handed it to the athlete. “See how sleek it looks. The pouch is all cotton and really feels good.”
Vince examined the jock and told Ken he’d take it. “I also need to buy some underpants. I wear Jockey type most of the time.”
“We have a new brand that is really popular called Perry Ellis.” Ken led Vince to the rack with the briefs and pulled several packets of color and white briefs and showed them to Vince.
“I have to have white. I don’t think I could get into colored underpants.”
“Have you ever tried colors? They are very popular nowadays. Why don’t you try a pair on and see how they fit and feel?” Ken asked. He opened a packet and handed him a pair of light blue full-cut briefs. “The dressing room is over there. There is a mirror in there.”
As soon as Ken saw Vince close the door of the dressing room, he walked over to his office and closed the door behind him. He didn’t turn on the light, but went to the wall opposite the dressing room and pulled the drawstrings of the curtain covering his two-way mirror.
Ken had the two-way mirror installed as soon as he bought the store. He told the carpenters it was to prevent theft. But, that simply was not true.
Vince was unaware that he was being watched as he slid his yellow running shorts down his legs and then reached for the waistband of his tattered jockstrap. Ken noticed that the pouch of the boy’s jock was stretched and out of shape from too many wearings and to many washings. Ken thought that perhaps too many erections may also have stretched the cotton and nylon blend pouch beyond wearing condition.
Vince slipped his thumbs into the waistband of the jock and slid it down his legs. As the jock rode down over his thighs, Vince bent forward preventing Ken from getting a view of his cock and balls. Once the jock was pulled over his running shoes he reached for the light blue Perry Ellis briefs and pulled them up his legs, over his thighs then he straightened his body and carefully pulled the briefs into position. Vince reached into the waistband and arranged his genitals to their most comfortable position.
From Ken’s vantage point he could see every detail of the snug fit. The pouch bulged with the young stud’s cock and balls. Each ball clearly outlined in the crotch of the full-cut briefs. The teen cock was aimed toward the boy’s left hip. Ken unzipped his own slacks and reached through the fly to massage his own hardening prick through his briefs.
Vince turned his back to the mirror to study the fit of the new briefs over his bubble shaped butt. The light blue cotton materal emerged between the back of his thighs and up his butt reaching deep inside the crack of his muscular ass. He reached for the white elastic waistband and pulled it up a little higher to make his asscrack even more pronounced. This action also caused the pouch containing his dick and hefty balls to be pulled tighter so that when he turned to face the mirror again he was greeted by the sight of his bulging basket filling the front of his briefs. Vince could’t resist reaching down to cup his crotch. The feel of the sensual cotton caused his penis to stir in the imprisoning cloth.
Ken squeezed his cock through his tight brief shorts as he watched the hunky teen college boy groping his own crotch through the two-way mirror. He wanted the guy. He wanted to feel those muscles, shoulders and pecs. He wanted to bury his face in the crotch of the light blue briefs and suck the boy’s cock through them. Suddenly, Ken fastened his light tan slacks, zipped the fly and left his office. Walking the few steps to the dressing room door, he grasped the doorknob and slowly opened it.
“Well, how do they fit, Vince?” Ken asked.
Vince spun around to Ken, “I don’t know. They feel great in the back but maybe they’re too tight in the front.”
Ken stared at the boy’s full crotch. He guessed the guy’s cock to be half hard. It was no longer aimed at the left hip but it was now aimed toward his belly button. “They look terrific on you. The snug fit will look good under your jeans. Let me see how they fit in the back, Vince.”
Vince turned around again facing the mirror. He looked at Ken’s face in the mirror as Ken examined the fit of the briefs over his butt. He saw Ken’s lip slightly open and then watched as Ken slightly licked his lips.
Ken noticed how the shorts rode up the crack of the boy’s butt causing a sensuous crease in the cotton.
Vince turned around again facing the young store owner. He hunched his crotch foward and cupped his balls with his left hand, “Do you think these briefs are too tight here?” He smiled at Ken as he asked.
Ken took a step foward and looked into Vince’s deep brown eyes. Vince had a smile on his lips. “ Well, Vince you want to be sure you have enough room in your briefs for your cock to stretch out whenever it wants to. From what I can see through these tight briefs you may need a size bigger. Maybe I’d better check these a bit closer.”
Ken reached down and removed Vince’s hand and replaced it with his own, cupping the teen balls and feeling the base of Vince’s rapidly hardening dick. Vince let out a groan of pleasure as he felt the blond man’s hand cup his crotch.
It was apparent to both of them that they were now playing a game that would have them engaged in intense sexual activity. But, not to soon. Both males were enjoying the slow foreplay and the pretense.
Ken loved the feel of a young jock’s basket. It was one of his favorite thrills. His own cock was rock hard and bulging through his tight cotton tan slacks. He massaged Vince’s balls for a few minutes and then worked his fingers up the outline of the now rock hard cock. He traced every inch of the teen meat pressing through the cotton.
“That feels so good, Ken. Please don’t stop,” Vince begged. Ken had no intention of stopping. He slipped down to his knees. His face was just a few inches from the bulging cock. He felt Vince’s hands on the back of his head drawing his face to the packed front of the Perry Ellis light blue jampacked cotton briefs. Closer and closer his face came the shorts till contact was made. His mouth opened and his tongue felt the smooth cotton covering the boy’s teenage rock hard cock. Ken planted kisses up and down the shaft and sucked in each of the boy’s cum-filled balls. He licked one then the other and then back to the first one again. Up and down the shaft. He heard low animalistic moans coming from Vince as he reached around and cupped the muscular ass, examining every inch of it. He paid special attention to the area where the brief’s rode deep into the crevice of his butt.
Vince began sinking to his knees and then laying back on the carpeted dressing room floor. “Oh, Ken, that’s it. Check out every inch of my briefs. Don’t miss a stitch. Your mouth feels so hot. Get the crotch real wet with your hot spit.”
Ken felt Vince’s hand move to touch him. Vince worked his hand down Ken’s bodytill he reached the bulge in the tan slacks. Ken was on his knees leaning over the boy.
Suddenly, the two hot men heard the bell over the shop door ring, indicating a customer was entering.
“Damm!” Ken uttered. Wait a minute, I’ll take care of the customer and I’ll be right back. Again the bell rang.
Ken left the dressing room and closed the door behind him. He walked toward the front of the store. It was the UPS delivery man with a package. Ken signed for the package and watched as the man left. He walked to the door, placing a sign reading ‘be back in a few minutes’ then returned to the dressing room. When he opened the door, he looked at Vince lying on the floor on his back. He’d removed all of his clothing except for the skin tight bulging briefs. Vince’s hand was slowly jacking his cock through the material. Ken kicked off his loafers while he pulled his shirt over his head. He reached for his belt but Vince suddenly spoke.
“No, let me do that, Ken. Let me do that.” Vince rose to his knees and knelt in front of Ken. He opened the belt and then unbuttoned the waist button of Ken’s slacks. He dropped his hand to feel the hard outline of Ken’s cock through his slacks. Vince guessed the cock to be about seven and a half inches long. It was a thick cock. Vince moved his hands up to the tab of the zipper. He could see the white waistband of Ken’s briefs riding above the waistband of the slacks. He pulled the zipper tab down the flaps of the pants parted to reveal the fully packed front of Ken’s tight, smooth underpants. The cockhead reached nearly to the waistband. Vince pulled the slacks over Ken’s legs and pulled them off of his feet. Vince used both hands to kneed and squeeze the hard cock in Ken’s briefs. A wet spot developed at the point of greatest stress in the briefs, right where Ken’s cockhead bulged the material the most. Without hesitation, Vince licked the drop of pre-seminal fluid into his mouth and begin licking and sucking at the basket just like Ken had done to him earlier.
Ken dropped to his knees and begin kissing Vince’s face while he fingered his ass and bulging cock. “Vince, I just got to cum right now. I need to so bad!”
Vince replied, “Beat off in my face…let me pull your cock out through the slit in your briefs and beat off in my face.
Vince reached through the fly of Ken’s white briefs and struggled to pull the hard cock through the opening. Then he layed back and pulled Ken onto his chest. Ken straddled the boy’s neck and rubbed his pre-cum oozing cock all over Vince’s face. Vince lapped at the juices and then began sucking Ken’s balls through the tight white cotton cloth. Ken begain jacking-off on the musclebound teenager’s face.
Vince sucked and licked at the cotton covered balls as he watched Ken’s cock being jacked in his face. “I want to catch your jizz, Ken. Aim it at my mouth…”
That was all it took as Ken’s hard cock began to spurt wildly. Ken bucked and moaned as wad after wad of white hot cum shot out of his piss slit. Some of it shot over Vince’s head, some landed on his cheeks and chin but several good rich gobs shot directly into Vince’s eager mouth. Vince strained to catch a few of the shots. Ken gave Vince a thorough jism-drenching. When the jizz stopped flowing, Ken leaned his face into Vince’s and licked at the jizz covered boy’s face and then sank his tongue into Vince’s mouth and licked his fuck out of his mouth.
“Ken, jack me off in my shorts, please…” Vince begged.
Ken threw his legs back to one side of the boy’s quaking body and grasped the hard cock through his briefs.
“Wait, let me get on all fours and reach around and jack me in that position.” Vince urged.
Vince got on all fours, as if in a wrestling position, and Ken grabbed his brief-covered dick and began jacking him. Ken used one hand to jack the boy and the other to finger his cloth-covered butt. Vince groaned like a wounded animal as he felt Ken’s expert fingers jacking him through his briefs.
“I’m gonna cum, Ken…Oh! Daddy, I’m gonna cum.. Jack me Daddy…ahhhhh!” Vince yelled.
Ken felt the tight blue cotton briefs becoming soaked with teenspunk juice. The boy bucked and yelled while the boy juices flowed out of his piss slit and filled the cloth sheathing his hard dick. Finally, he turned and fell on his back pulling Ken atop him.
Vince opened his eyes and looked at the dressing room door. It was open and Allen and Larry stood there. They had on only there jockstraps, which were straining to the busting point.
“Oh, Gaud! What the fuck???” Vince shouted. Ken turned to see the two hot boys at the door.
“That was hotter then fuck, man.” Larry said. “How about you two sucking some jockpouch now?”
Ken and Vince looked at each other and smiled. Ken asked, “How’d you two get in here?”
“We came in when the UPS man came in. I thought you wouldn’t be able to keep your hands off of Vince so Larry and I hid in your office and watched everything you did through the mirror,” Al said.
Vince glanced at the mirror and then at Ken and then at Allen.
The two jockstrap clad boys walked over to Ken and Vince and shoved their bulging pouches into their faces. Ken and Vince got upon their knees to service the awaiting bulging pouches. They licked at the ribbed stretched material and sucked at the cocks and balls right through the jocks. Vince wrapped his arms around Allen’s waist and took the full length of his six inches of hard dick, jock and all, into his mouth. His spit soaked the material making it transparent. He released the cock from his mouth and looked at the straining piece of teen meat through the soaked pouch. Then he sucked at the head of it and worked his way down the shaft and sucked in the elastic-encased balls.
Ken was busy giving Larry a similar treatment. The only difference being that he had inserted a finger into Larry’s hot butt hole. Larry bucked and shoved his oozing cock deep into Ken’s oral cavity.
Vince licked at the sides of the jockpouch and even pulled the fine pubic hairs, sticking out of the sides, into his mouth. He forced his tongue behind the pouch and worked it against the naked hard dick.
Larry said, “This is great but what I really want is a cock in my butt. Fuck me, Allen. Fuck me real hard while Ken sucks me off through this jockstrap.”
“Sure thing, buddy. Maybe Vince will even stick it in me and rim me while I fuck you.”
Vince pulled Allen’s six inch thick cock out of the jock and licked at it till it was slipperly and wet. He grasped the cock and directed it to Larry’s fuck hole. The rod felt good in Vince’s hand. He pushed the cockhead against the pink teenage butthole and worked it, inch by inch, into the anxious butt. He heard Larry uttering sounds as the wet, red-purple cockhead invaded his ass and stretched his anal opening to permit entry. Once the cockhead was inside Larry’s ass, Allen began a steady slow rhythm of fucking. Ken continued to suck Larry’s jock-covered cock and Vince repositioned himself to rim Allen’s ass.
“This is great!” Larry shouted, “Fuck me, Allen…Fuck me hard!”
Ken felt Larry’s cock lunge hard against his mouth; then gobs of hot fresh jism blasted from the jock covered cockhead and seeped into Ken’s mouth. Larry was twisting and shoving when they heard Allen scream loudly that he was cuming.
“I’m squirtin’ guys! I’m squirtin’ my jizz up Larry’s butthole. I’m filling him up” Allen shouted.
After a few minutes the four men collapsed onto the dressing room floor for a few minutes of rest.Then they dressed and Vince paid for his purchases and he and Larry walked to the front of the store. They didn’t see Ken slip $50 to Allen, “That was great. I’ll see you next Monday with two new boys.”
“Sure thing, Ken. I haven’t missed a Monday yet.” Allen said.
The End
The Jock Shoppers
Ken had purchased Logan Sports Store from old man Logan two years ago. The first thing the 24 year old owner did was to change the name to KEN’S JOCK SHOP for he thought the new name would attract the young college kids in town. It worked. Soon, Ken’s store became the center for sportswear and equipment not only for the students but for the school as well.
Ken was very popular with his customers. They were mainly men and boys. And that is just what Ken liked best. He had been a swimming and diving champion at the college so he was somewhat well known in the Ohio community. If there was one thing that Ken had learned. It was that the customer is always right. And, when the customer was wrong he was still right. This attitude he carried into every phase of his life.
Ken’s store opened at 7:30 in the morning so he could catch some of the students before they attended classes. When it was slow in the morning, like this morning, he spent the time stocking shelves. His blond hair was tousled as he took the new stock of golf balls and placed them on the rack.
The bell over the front door rang indicating a customer. Ken looked up to see three boys dressed in running shorts and tee shirts enter. They looked to be about 19.
“Good morning, Ken.” The black haired boy said. He was tanned and sweaty. The light glistened on his skin and his hair was shiny.
“Hi! Allen. What can I do for you this morning? Did you make the track team?” Ken asked.
“Sure did. These are a couple of my team mates. This is Larry and Vince.”
Larry had short cropped brown hair and a very slim build. Vince was strikingly handsome with rich brown curly hair. His body was very muscular.
“Vince, you look more like a wrestler than a track man.” Ken said looking over the big biceps and hefty muscular thighs on the teenage stud.
“Yeah, I need to pick up some speed and thought track and field would be the thing to do it,” Vince replied.
Allen glanced around the store and then looked back to Ken. “Vince needs some gear. I told him you’d give him all the help he needs. Larry and I have to get to class.”
I’ll be glad to help him.” Ken repliied.
Vince and Ken watched Allen and Jerry leave the store. The bell over the door rang as they left.
Vince said, “Ken, I need some shoes, shorts and socks.”
Ken took several minutes fitting Vince with shoes. He picked out two pair of shorts and a half dozen pairs of shorts.
“Do you need a new jock to wear under those shorts?”
Vince replied that he did.
“This is a bike brand. It is popular. I also carry several other brands. What width waistband do you like?” Ken asked.
I usually get the one that is about 3 inches wide but, I saw a guy at practice wearing one that had a one inch waistband and the leg straps looked to be about half the size of regular ones.”
“That would be a Futura. Here’s one.” Ken opened the box and took out the jockstrap and handed it to the athlete. “See how sleek it looks. The pouch is all cotton and really feels good.”
Vince examined the jock and told Ken he’d take it. “I also need to buy some underpants. I wear Jockey type most of the time.”
“We have a new brand that is really popular called Perry Ellis.” Ken led Vince to the rack with the briefs and pulled several packets of color and white briefs and showed them to Vince.
“I have to have white. I don’t think I could get into colored underpants.”
“Have you ever tried colors? They are very popular nowadays. Why don’t you try a pair on and see how they fit and feel?” Ken asked. He opened a packet and handed him a pair of light blue full-cut briefs. “The dressing room is over there. There is a mirror in there.”
As soon as Ken saw Vince close the door of the dressing room, he walked over to his office and closed the door behind him. He didn’t turn on the light, but went to the wall opposite the dressing room and pulled the drawstrings of the curtain covering his two-way mirror.
Ken had the two-way mirror installed as soon as he bought the store. He told the carpenters it was to prevent theft. But, that simply was not true.
Vince was unaware that he was being watched as he slid his yellow running shorts down his legs and then reached for the waistband of his tattered jockstrap. Ken noticed that the pouch of the boy’s jock was stretched and out of shape from too many wearings and to many washings. Ken thought that perhaps too many erections may also have stretched the cotton and nylon blend pouch beyond wearing condition.
Vince slipped his thumbs into the waistband of the jock and slid it down his legs. As the jock rode down over his thighs, Vince bent forward preventing Ken from getting a view of his cock and balls. Once the jock was pulled over his running shoes he reached for the light blue Perry Ellis briefs and pulled them up his legs, over his thighs then he straightened his body and carefully pulled the briefs into position. Vince reached into the waistband and arranged his genitals to their most comfortable position.
From Ken’s vantage point he could see every detail of the snug fit. The pouch bulged with the young stud’s cock and balls. Each ball clearly outlined in the crotch of the full-cut briefs. The teen cock was aimed toward the boy’s left hip. Ken unzipped his own slacks and reached through the fly to massage his own hardening prick through his briefs.
Vince turned his back to the mirror to study the fit of the new briefs over his bubble shaped butt. The light blue cotton materal emerged between the back of his thighs and up his butt reaching deep inside the crack of his muscular ass. He reached for the white elastic waistband and pulled it up a little higher to make his asscrack even more pronounced. This action also caused the pouch containing his dick and hefty balls to be pulled tighter so that when he turned to face the mirror again he was greeted by the sight of his bulging basket filling the front of his briefs. Vince could’t resist reaching down to cup his crotch. The feel of the sensual cotton caused his penis to stir in the imprisoning cloth.
Ken squeezed his cock through his tight brief shorts as he watched the hunky teen college boy groping his own crotch through the two-way mirror. He wanted the guy. He wanted to feel those muscles, shoulders and pecs. He wanted to bury his face in the crotch of the light blue briefs and suck the boy’s cock through them. Suddenly, Ken fastened his light tan slacks, zipped the fly and left his office. Walking the few steps to the dressing room door, he grasped the doorknob and slowly opened it.
“Well, how do they fit, Vince?” Ken asked.
Vince spun around to Ken, “I don’t know. They feel great in the back but maybe they’re too tight in the front.”
Ken stared at the boy’s full crotch. He guessed the guy’s cock to be half hard. It was no longer aimed at the left hip but it was now aimed toward his belly button. “They look terrific on you. The snug fit will look good under your jeans. Let me see how they fit in the back, Vince.”
Vince turned around again facing the mirror. He looked at Ken’s face in the mirror as Ken examined the fit of the briefs over his butt. He saw Ken’s lip slightly open and then watched as Ken slightly licked his lips.
Ken noticed how the shorts rode up the crack of the boy’s butt causing a sensuous crease in the cotton.
Vince turned around again facing the young store owner. He hunched his crotch foward and cupped his balls with his left hand, “Do you think these briefs are too tight here?” He smiled at Ken as he asked.
Ken took a step foward and looked into Vince’s deep brown eyes. Vince had a smile on his lips. “ Well, Vince you want to be sure you have enough room in your briefs for your cock to stretch out whenever it wants to. From what I can see through these tight briefs you may need a size bigger. Maybe I’d better check these a bit closer.”
Ken reached down and removed Vince’s hand and replaced it with his own, cupping the teen balls and feeling the base of Vince’s rapidly hardening dick. Vince let out a groan of pleasure as he felt the blond man’s hand cup his crotch.
It was apparent to both of them that they were now playing a game that would have them engaged in intense sexual activity. But, not to soon. Both males were enjoying the slow foreplay and the pretense.
Ken loved the feel of a young jock’s basket. It was one of his favorite thrills. His own cock was rock hard and bulging through his tight cotton tan slacks. He massaged Vince’s balls for a few minutes and then worked his fingers up the outline of the now rock hard cock. He traced every inch of the teen meat pressing through the cotton.
“That feels so good, Ken. Please don’t stop,” Vince begged. Ken had no intention of stopping. He slipped down to his knees. His face was just a few inches from the bulging cock. He felt Vince’s hands on the back of his head drawing his face to the packed front of the Perry Ellis light blue jampacked cotton briefs. Closer and closer his face came the shorts till contact was made. His mouth opened and his tongue felt the smooth cotton covering the boy’s teenage rock hard cock. Ken planted kisses up and down the shaft and sucked in each of the boy’s cum-filled balls. He licked one then the other and then back to the first one again. Up and down the shaft. He heard low animalistic moans coming from Vince as he reached around and cupped the muscular ass, examining every inch of it. He paid special attention to the area where the brief’s rode deep into the crevice of his butt.
Vince began sinking to his knees and then laying back on the carpeted dressing room floor. “Oh, Ken, that’s it. Check out every inch of my briefs. Don’t miss a stitch. Your mouth feels so hot. Get the crotch real wet with your hot spit.”
Ken felt Vince’s hand move to touch him. Vince worked his hand down Ken’s bodytill he reached the bulge in the tan slacks. Ken was on his knees leaning over the boy.
Suddenly, the two hot men heard the bell over the shop door ring, indicating a customer was entering.
“Damm!” Ken uttered. Wait a minute, I’ll take care of the customer and I’ll be right back. Again the bell rang.
Ken left the dressing room and closed the door behind him. He walked toward the front of the store. It was the UPS delivery man with a package. Ken signed for the package and watched as the man left. He walked to the door, placing a sign reading ‘be back in a few minutes’ then returned to the dressing room. When he opened the door, he looked at Vince lying on the floor on his back. He’d removed all of his clothing except for the skin tight bulging briefs. Vince’s hand was slowly jacking his cock through the material. Ken kicked off his loafers while he pulled his shirt over his head. He reached for his belt but Vince suddenly spoke.
“No, let me do that, Ken. Let me do that.” Vince rose to his knees and knelt in front of Ken. He opened the belt and then unbuttoned the waist button of Ken’s slacks. He dropped his hand to feel the hard outline of Ken’s cock through his slacks. Vince guessed the cock to be about seven and a half inches long. It was a thick cock. Vince moved his hands up to the tab of the zipper. He could see the white waistband of Ken’s briefs riding above the waistband of the slacks. He pulled the zipper tab down the flaps of the pants parted to reveal the fully packed front of Ken’s tight, smooth underpants. The cockhead reached nearly to the waistband. Vince pulled the slacks over Ken’s legs and pulled them off of his feet. Vince used both hands to kneed and squeeze the hard cock in Ken’s briefs. A wet spot developed at the point of greatest stress in the briefs, right where Ken’s cockhead bulged the material the most. Without hesitation, Vince licked the drop of pre-seminal fluid into his mouth and begin licking and sucking at the basket just like Ken had done to him earlier.
Ken dropped to his knees and begin kissing Vince’s face while he fingered his ass and bulging cock. “Vince, I just got to cum right now. I need to so bad!”
Vince replied, “Beat off in my face…let me pull your cock out through the slit in your briefs and beat off in my face.
Vince reached through the fly of Ken’s white briefs and struggled to pull the hard cock through the opening. Then he layed back and pulled Ken onto his chest. Ken straddled the boy’s neck and rubbed his pre-cum oozing cock all over Vince’s face. Vince lapped at the juices and then began sucking Ken’s balls through the tight white cotton cloth. Ken begain jacking-off on the musclebound teenager’s face.
Vince sucked and licked at the cotton covered balls as he watched Ken’s cock being jacked in his face. “I want to catch your jizz, Ken. Aim it at my mouth…”
That was all it took as Ken’s hard cock began to spurt wildly. Ken bucked and moaned as wad after wad of white hot cum shot out of his piss slit. Some of it shot over Vince’s head, some landed on his cheeks and chin but several good rich gobs shot directly into Vince’s eager mouth. Vince strained to catch a few of the shots. Ken gave Vince a thorough jism-drenching. When the jizz stopped flowing, Ken leaned his face into Vince’s and licked at the jizz covered boy’s face and then sank his tongue into Vince’s mouth and licked his fuck out of his mouth.
“Ken, jack me off in my shorts, please…” Vince begged.
Ken threw his legs back to one side of the boy’s quaking body and grasped the hard cock through his briefs.
“Wait, let me get on all fours and reach around and jack me in that position.” Vince urged.
Vince got on all fours, as if in a wrestling position, and Ken grabbed his brief-covered dick and began jacking him. Ken used one hand to jack the boy and the other to finger his cloth-covered butt. Vince groaned like a wounded animal as he felt Ken’s expert fingers jacking him through his briefs.
“I’m gonna cum, Ken…Oh! Daddy, I’m gonna cum.. Jack me Daddy…ahhhhh!” Vince yelled.
Ken felt the tight blue cotton briefs becoming soaked with teenspunk juice. The boy bucked and yelled while the boy juices flowed out of his piss slit and filled the cloth sheathing his hard dick. Finally, he turned and fell on his back pulling Ken atop him.
Vince opened his eyes and looked at the dressing room door. It was open and Allen and Larry stood there. They had on only there jockstraps, which were straining to the busting point.
“Oh, Gaud! What the fuck???” Vince shouted. Ken turned to see the two hot boys at the door.
“That was hotter then fuck, man.” Larry said. “How about you two sucking some jockpouch now?”
Ken and Vince looked at each other and smiled. Ken asked, “How’d you two get in here?”
“We came in when the UPS man came in. I thought you wouldn’t be able to keep your hands off of Vince so Larry and I hid in your office and watched everything you did through the mirror,” Al said.
Vince glanced at the mirror and then at Ken and then at Allen.
The two jockstrap clad boys walked over to Ken and Vince and shoved their bulging pouches into their faces. Ken and Vince got upon their knees to service the awaiting bulging pouches. They licked at the ribbed stretched material and sucked at the cocks and balls right through the jocks. Vince wrapped his arms around Allen’s waist and took the full length of his six inches of hard dick, jock and all, into his mouth. His spit soaked the material making it transparent. He released the cock from his mouth and looked at the straining piece of teen meat through the soaked pouch. Then he sucked at the head of it and worked his way down the shaft and sucked in the elastic-encased balls.
Ken was busy giving Larry a similar treatment. The only difference being that he had inserted a finger into Larry’s hot butt hole. Larry bucked and shoved his oozing cock deep into Ken’s oral cavity.
Vince licked at the sides of the jockpouch and even pulled the fine pubic hairs, sticking out of the sides, into his mouth. He forced his tongue behind the pouch and worked it against the naked hard dick.
Larry said, “This is great but what I really want is a cock in my butt. Fuck me, Allen. Fuck me real hard while Ken sucks me off through this jockstrap.”
“Sure thing, buddy. Maybe Vince will even stick it in me and rim me while I fuck you.”
Vince pulled Allen’s six inch thick cock out of the jock and licked at it till it was slipperly and wet. He grasped the cock and directed it to Larry’s fuck hole. The rod felt good in Vince’s hand. He pushed the cockhead against the pink teenage butthole and worked it, inch by inch, into the anxious butt. He heard Larry uttering sounds as the wet, red-purple cockhead invaded his ass and stretched his anal opening to permit entry. Once the cockhead was inside Larry’s ass, Allen began a steady slow rhythm of fucking. Ken continued to suck Larry’s jock-covered cock and Vince repositioned himself to rim Allen’s ass.
“This is great!” Larry shouted, “Fuck me, Allen…Fuck me hard!”
Ken felt Larry’s cock lunge hard against his mouth; then gobs of hot fresh jism blasted from the jock covered cockhead and seeped into Ken’s mouth. Larry was twisting and shoving when they heard Allen scream loudly that he was cuming.
“I’m squirtin’ guys! I’m squirtin’ my jizz up Larry’s butthole. I’m filling him up” Allen shouted.
After a few minutes the four men collapsed onto the dressing room floor for a few minutes of rest.Then they dressed and Vince paid for his purchases and he and Larry walked to the front of the store. They didn’t see Ken slip $50 to Allen, “That was great. I’ll see you next Monday with two new boys.”
“Sure thing, Ken. I haven’t missed a Monday yet.” Allen said.
The End
