I told BiDude22 I would see him next week, but after the pounding I gave him, I wasn't so sure. The next day he was actually walking funny. Three days later, though, he had recovered and was asking me if there was anything he could do help out. I wanted to make the jock beg for it, but I didn't want to wait to dump my load in him again. He'll be begging soon enough.
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To make the team I had to “help out” any of the seniors who needed help. Troy didn’t want help academically or for me to do the chores at his house for a week. No. Troy wanted what I was carrying with me. He took me by the hips and broke me in. Quite literally. I felt like my hips dislocated to fit his cock all the way in. I thought getting it in was the worst part, but he quickly showed me otherwise. He started to pound in and out, picking up speed, until he found his rut and he was off. After what seemed like forever of pain mixed with pleasure, he shot his load so deep and hard I felt it in my gut. He left me on the couch, grabbed my clothes and threw them at me. He walked away smiling and told me same time next week.