Steve pushed down on the center's thick, broad shoulders, forcing him down on one knee then both knees, hanging onto Steve's now fully erect cock all the while.Steve pushed down on the center's thick, broad shoulders, forcing him down on one knee then both knees, hanging onto Steve's now fully erect cock all the while. Even from Marty's obscure vantage point, he could see it was at least a good ten inches long from pubes to tip, and so thick that Brian could barely encircle it with one of his large, football-toting hands. Brian wasted no time, though. Opening his mouth as far as possible, he pushed Steve's bulbous cockhead, as big and round as a wet, rubber ball, past his sucking lips and gently scraping teeth. His fleshy tongue squirmed along the underside of Steve's veiny cock, the smoothness of the head, the warm, fleshy sheath of foreskin covering the flap of skin under that, down, down as it nestled the thick pisstube, until the oozing tip of Steve's cock rubbed up against his tonsils. Steve held Brian's head between his big hands as he impaled it on his jutting fuckpole, over and over. Brian let out little moans of excitement and pleasure with each thrust of the big dick made, deeper and deeper, into his smacking, licking mouth. Even from where Marty sat, he could hear the wet, slurping sounds from the shower stall the two studs occupied. Marty's cock was straining to get free as he unbuttoned the top two buttons of his buttonfly, the pink-reddish head of his cock peeked out as he pinched it between thumb and forefinger, his middle finger rubbing up and down the underside of his cock which was firmly packed against the straining material of his jeans through which he pulled at his straining ball-sack with his other hand. He could hear Steve's wet, fleshy nuts slapping loudly again and again, faster and faster, against Brian's bobbing chin. The smacking sound carried its echo throughout the empty locker room. Marty undid another button and moved his jeans further down on his hips while his straining cock moved out into his pumping hand that worked it up and down. Steve pulled his lurching dickhead from the depths of Brian's mouth and throat. Brian drew the tip to his eager, straining lips, unwilling to give up his prize. |