Jackin’ a College Jock

Jackin’ a College Jock

I was walking near the college campus with a couple friends one night when we passed a hot fucking jock jogging in basketballs shorts and no shirt. He was cut like a sonofabitch and you could see his cock swinging under the loose fabric barrier that held it inside. I wanted him bad so I stopped him in his tracks to pretend like we were lost and ask directions. I knew the area well, so I quickly dropped the name of a local watering hole. He was flirty with me and held his gaze as he gave the directions. He said that he lived nearby and that he’d take us there on his way home. I could feel my cock twitch in my pants just knowing that I’d soon know where he lives.

We got to know each other over the next 15 minutes as we pretended to be tourists and let him point out local landmarks. When we got to his place, I purposely kept my gaze held to his and he offered for us to come up so he could change and go out with us. He disappeared into the other room and left the three of us in the kitchen. After a few minutes, there was no sign of him. I told my friends that I was going to look for a bathroom but secretly I was hoping to catch a glimpse of his naked body in the shower. As I walked out into the living room, I found something even better!

Robert must have been one tired dude. He was splayed out on the couch with his shirt still off and a blanket just barely covering his goods. I couldn’t help myself. I needed to see what he was sporting between his legs. With my buddies in the kitchen a few feet away I reached down and felt him over the blanket. He was semi-hard so I took it a bit further. When I pulled back the blanket and finally got his shorts pulled down, he had the hottest, most massive bush of pubes I’d seen in a long time.

I grabbed his cock and he grew in my hand. My friends were getting loud and I thought maybe they’d wake him up. I was ready to run at any second if he woke up and caught me running my fingers through his bush or jacking his thick shaft up and down. I kept a steady pace, knowing I had to make it quick. Robert rustled a bit and then blew a giant fucking load all over his stomach. I wanted so badly to take a taste, but I felt like I was living on borrowed time as it was. I threw the blanket over him and went back out to the kitchen to let my friends know that Robert had changed his mind. He was tired, and he’d be staying in for the rest of the night. It was time to leave now, and fast!