Quarterback Keeper Part 21

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Quarterback Keeper, Part 21

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As they snuck behind the dividing wall and into the changing rooms, Tom grabbed Nick and kissed him hard on the lips. They made out for five seconds before Tom pulled away. He tugged on the lapels of Nick's tuxedo and smiled, "You look hot."

Nick stared at him slack mouthed, "You too. I've wanted to jump you since you walked out of the changing rooms."

Tom kept touching Nick on the chest and thighs. Then he slipped his hand down to Nick's groin and grabbed his cock. "If our mom's weren't on the other side of this wall, I would blow you right now."

"If we take too long, my mom will come looking." Nick said, "She doesn't care if she walks in on us. Trust me."

Tom groaned.

"On prom night, I"m going to fuck you so hard you're not going to walk straight the next morning." Tom growled. "You know, we don't have to do this."

There were two weeks until prom, and they had decided that they shouldn't fuck around until then. Both were also trying to avoid beating off. It had only been three days and they were both desperately horny.

"You want to give up?" Nick said with a grin. Tom liked to pretend that Nick was constantly horny and that he was doing Nick a favor by fucking him, but Tom was the one who let his libido take control. When he got boned up, there was almost no cure for it. Nick felt a little bad that his boyfriend was going to walk around with blue balls for the next few weeks.

The Crew, Part 5

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The Crew, Part 5

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Note: My goal with this story was to get to a place where I could write up a bunch of different kinks and fantasies. I think I've finally gotten there. If there's anything you'd like to see in the story, let me know and I'll see what I can do. I've got some limits, but not many.

As I walked down the sidewalk toward my car, I memorized the address of the man who had just been inside of me. He’d made a mistake, even if he didn’t know about it. Ninety-nine out of ten guys in my position probably take it on the chin, figure that they were powerless, and somehow get on with things. That was the only way to explain how Smith and the guy had been able to pull off this scam so many times.

This time, they were going to get something different. I'm an angry mother fucker. They didn’t figure on that. And angry mother fuckers get revenge. I got into my truck, put it in gear, and drove out to the farm.

When I walked into the main building, a few of the guys shot me knowing glances. They knew that I had been set up. A couple of them had probably been set up as well. Damian, the big black dude who had befriended me on my first day, jogged over to me.