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Subject: Saturday Night Touchdown part three Saturday Night Touchdown, Part Three by Soeixal 2019/November/09 DISCLAIMER: This story is purely fictional. All characters and situations are the creations of the author. Any similarities to actual persons or situations is purely coincidental. This is an gay erotic fiction for adults only, and contains explicit descriptions of gay sex, as well as themes of incest ******** After several weeks of fun being tag-teamed by Jaheem and his best friend, Amani; my son had received the letter stating that he had been accepted into Breedy-Shaft University. We were overjoyed. Unfortunately, Amani did not get in with him despite having applied there as well. He had to settle for his second pick; which was a campus halfway across the country. Still, I was more concerned with my son’s future and so we made the three hour drive to his new school. [For details on those events, see Breedy-Shaft University part one] After leaving Jaheem with his sexy new room mate, Damian, I decided that I’d take a walk around the Breedy-Shaft campus since I was there. It seemed nice enough. The place was fairly big despite being one of the smaller HBCUs with a student capacity of less than a thousand young men. I guessed the size of the campus versus the small student number was because every student was involved in some kind of on-campus activity. There was a football team, a basketball team, a track squad, a cheer squad, a marching band; a chess club, a tech club, drama group, and even a choir. Just those alone would have covered the student population but then there were other smaller, officially recognized interest groups as well. It was quite the roster of activities for young black men, and I was very happy that Jaheem had gotten into such a good school. The grounds of the school were a symphony of manicured lawns and gardens, perfectly maintained buildings that showcased much of the original 1904 architecture; as well as shrine-like statues of the school founders. There were other monuments that commemorated major events in American Blackness such as the Emancipation Proclamation, the Tuskegee Airmen, and the Civil Rights Movement, just to name a few. Of course, being me, I wasn’t only in awe of the school itself. I was also in awe of the handsome young men roaming the campus. I swore every single one of them was just as attractive as the one I’d seen before him; and many of them threw lustful glances my way. My dick swelled in my jeans, eyeing the fine booties and big swinging dicks that passed by me. The all-male institution had a long-standing izmit rus escort and naughty reputation for wild gay sex among the students, and I knew for sure Jaheem was going to have an enjoyable four years there. As I walked past the frat houses, I saw an odd building a ways off. As I got closer, I realized that it was a ruin of sorts. Clearly, the stone building had been burned to its skeleton, and had remained that way for quite a few decades, considering the grasses and moss covering the large cut bricks, and the shrubs and even a tree rising up from the broken, crumbling floor. It had been an intricate building as staircases remained, leading to airy roofless rooms. As I walked from room to room, I heard moaning. I walked closer to the sound. Peeking around the corner into one of the rooms on the ground floor, I smirked. There was a young guy bracing himself against the wall while another young man pumped his dick in and out of the first guy’s ass. The bottom moaned his pleasure, pushing back on the thick dick plugging him. I groped my throbbing dick through my jeans; wishing I could get in on the action but not wanting to disturb them. I backed away, deciding I had spent enough time on campus. As I turned, I saw another gorgeous young man watching me. He was about 6’0, caramel-skinned and clean-cut; slender and cute with that wicked grin on his face as he openly stroked the huge dick sticking out through his zipper. Precum drooled from the lavender-colored head. He scooped it up on his fingers and sucked up his own dick-juice. He looked at me, and gestured for me to follow. How could I say no? He led me into another room. He leaned against the wall, letting his thick erection throb in front of him. I walked up to him, took hold of his dick and stroked it while looking into his eyes. He placed a hand on my shoulder and applied pressure, letting me know what he wanted. I sank to my knees and took that pretty torpedo-shaped head into my mouth. “Ooooooh yeah! There you go!” he moaned; his deep voice reverberating through my body. I unbuttoned his jeans and let them fall. I peeled his boxers down his fuzzy legs as I sucked and slobbered on half his thick shaft; loving the taste of his slimy precum. I groped his hairy butt as I took more of his length into my mouth, opening up my throat as I nuzzled my nose into his rough curly pubic bush. “Oh fuck!” he gasped, grabbing my head and holding me face-down in his groin. His thick dick stretched my gullet and clogged my throat completely. I gurgled on that massive dick; feeling izmit escort it pulse and throb inside my neck. I squeezed two fistfuls of his small yet round ass as he slowly pulled back, allowing me to breathe. I panted through my nostrils as my mouth was still full of his dick. He smirked down at me, holding my head in both hands as he forced his dick into my throat again. I relaxed and let him in. “Oh shit! That’s it!” he groaned, gently sawing that big dick in and out of my gullet. He pushed all the way in, nestling his dick in my esophagus. He churned it around a bit then dragged it back out till just the head was between my lips. He caressed my scalp as he pushed all the way back in again. I loved it. My dick was hard as steel in my jeans as he picked up the pace; making spit dribble down my chin as he shoved in and out of my open throat. He pulled out completely and smacked his heavy dick over my face. “Lick my balls,” he commanded. I did; hungrily sucking one large hairy orb, then the next, into my mouth. I licked all over them. I washed them with my tongue and teabagged them between my lips, and he shuddered and moaned. His dick remained hard as steel over my face; throbbing ever so often and smacking down on my forehead. Precum drooled down my face as he pushed me off, and rubbed the dick-head over my lips. “Suck it,” he growled. I happily did; taking him to the root again before retreating to focus on pleasuring that delicious lavender head. He pushed in and out between my lips, keeping just the head and a few inches in my mouth; not going into my throat. I made that dick super- wet; the thick shaft sloshing in and out between my lips as more saliva drooled from my chin and dribbled down his balls. He grabbed my head in both hands and pushed his dick further and further into my mouth until I had to open my throat. “Ah fuck! Damn, man! I’m gonna nutt!” he moaned, reaming my throat. I reached down, opened my jeans and stroked my stubby erection as he fucked my throat faster and harder. “Oh shit! Fuck! RRRGGGGHHHHH! I’m cumming! AH SHIT! RRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHH!” He pulled back so his dick-head was in my mouth, and he unloaded. I gulped as fast as I could; swallowing mouthfuls of warm creamy nutt as his dick jerked hard and heavy between my lips. I moaned as I swallowed his dick and dragged my lips from base to tip; drawing out every last drop of his tasty cum. I stroked his dick, admiring how it was still fully erect, even after blasting what felt like a soda can worth of nutt down my throat. “That was amazing,” he grinned, caressing my head kocaeli escort as I licked on the tip of his dick. He pulled me to my feet and pushed my back against the wall. He knelt, opened my jeans and wrapped his lips around my stubby dick. “Oh shit!” I breathed, loving how hot and wet and soft his mouth was. He churned his mouth on my dick as he bobbed up and down my full length. He nestled his nose into my pubes each time he engulfed me to the root. His spit dribbled down my balls and soaked my pubes. It dangled from his chin and trailed from my thighs as he impaled his throat onto my dick faster and faster. I shuddered and moaned like crazy as I felt my orgasm rising. I grabbed his head in both hands and fucked his throat; making him gurk and gurgle as more spit drooled out down his chin. “Ah fuck! Here it comes!” I groaned. “OH SHIT! GGGGRRRRRRHHHHH! FUCK!” I forced my dick to the root in his throat as I erupted. He retreated to the head, suckling on my dome as I filled his mouth with my hot spooge. He moaned, guzzling it all down. He grabbed my butt-cheeks and pulled me back into his throat. He sucked my dick dry, and my knees felt weak. He gave my dick one last lick then rose to his feet. He wrapped a spidery hand around my throat and kissed me; sealing his lips over mine. I moaned as he forced his tongue into my mouth, and I sucked it hungrily. “Your cum tastes great,” he noted, smiling. “Yours too,” I admitted. “Are you a professor here?” “No. I just dropped my son off for his freshman year.” “Nice. He’s gonna like it here, especially if he can suck dick like his dad,” the guy chuckled. “Oh he can!” I boasted. “He’s one of the best!” “Shit! For real? That’s wassup! I’m Vince, by the way. Vince Freeman.” “John Jones.” “Nice to meet you. Maybe I’ll meet your son at some point, and I can compare his skill to yours.” “Maybe. I think he’d enjoy that. Well, anyway, I spent enough time here I think. Gotta get back home and leave all you young men to your fun.” “Understood. If you swing by to check on your son sometime, you can look me up. I’m a sophomore right now, Dorm C.” “I just might do that.” I drove away from Breedy-Shaft, looking back in the rearview mirror at the gorgeous campus. It faded from view as I continued along the tree-lined road that led back onto the highway. My asshole twitched as I wondered whether I might have persuaded Vince to slide that big-ass dick of his up inside me. I smirked. Maybe I’d get him to do that next time, if I just “happened” to drop by to pay Jaheem a visit. In the meantime, I could always call up my bar buddies. With the house to myself, they’d be more than happy to feed my craving. ******** Thanks for reading my story. I hope you enjoyed it. You can let me know what you thought of it @ ail Also donate to NIFTY to keep the stories free.

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