As Declan approached, he draped his towel around his neck just like Andrew and Jonathan. He too had no qualms showing off his massive cock to every guy in the locker room. It also complemented the bulging muscles he had all over his body.
With my towel on the floor, I stood wide-eyed as Declan approached, his absurdly long cock swinging low. By the grin on his face, I could tell that Declan had just heard Jonathan’s comment.
“Magnum XLs?” he asked. “Hopefully not for this little guy!”
Declan looked brazenly at my boyhood that was rapidly growing back to its five inches. Here I was, in the back of the locker room, surrounded by three studs with absurdly big cocks. But even soft, they were all bigger than my best effort.
“Not for him!” Jonathan said. “Just for us when we fuck him.”
“What the fuck, mate?!” Declan exclaimed. “Does this guy like dick?”
“When he sees ones as big as ours, he can’t avoid it,” Andrew explained. “Just check out his cock.”
All three studs looked down at my penis, which was now fully hard and leaking pre-cum.
“You like my cock?” Declan asked me, as he grabbed his thick and soft six-incher.
I nodded silently as Andrew and Jonathan laughed in the background.
“Do you want to swallow this Irish meat?” Declan asked.
“Yes,” I moaned, as my hand made its way towards my cock. I was so fucking horny and needed to get off.
“Well I’m not really into guys, to be honest,” Declan said, “but I’ll let you jerk off if you want.”
Andrew and Jonathan just laughed as Declan explained that if I begged him for permission, he’d let me drop to my knees and jerk my little boycock in front of his manmeat. Declan then did something that I hated. He took his towel off his shoulders and used it to cover his cock.
“Nooo!!!” I begged. “You’re hung like a horse! Please let me see your cock!”
“Well get on your knees then,” Declan said, looking bored.
I dropped to my knees and started furiously stroking my cock. “Please let me see it!” I screamed.
Andrew, Jonathan, and Declan were all cracking up, but for me this was no laughing matter. For some reason I was furious that Declan had used a towel to cover up his massive meat.
“If you want to see it so bad, then you better lick my feet,” Declan said. “Show me how bad you want my fuckstick.”
In that moment, I wanted nothing less than lick Declan feet. The locker room floor that he had been walking on was filthy. But as the Irish stud looked down at me with piercing green eyes, brown, wavy hair, and sculpted rugby body, I was powerless to say no.
Still jerking my little cock, I bent over with butt in the air and started licking Declan’s toes and feet. He even inserted his big Irish toes into my mouth and made me suck on them. But after a couple minutes, he rewarded me with what I had already seen: his huge, tasty hunk of meat. It now hung a little lower than before—approaching seven inches—but was still completely soft. I was embarrassed that I was on the verge of cumming but this stud wasn’t even aroused.
“Go ahead,” Declan declared. “Cum for me.”
Just like that, I erupted onto the locker room floor. Declan, Andrew, and Jonathan were still all entirely soft and standing over me—their big cocks swinging in the breeze—as my small boyhood unloaded on the floor.
“Damn,” Declan said. “You’re sluttier than any girl on campus. I’ve never had a chick cum just from seeing my soft cock before.”
“Hope you have a quick recovery,” Andrew added, added as he slipped on boxers over his six-inch softie. “Don’t forget to come to our room in 30 minutes.”
“And don’t forget to bring the condoms!” Jonathan said, as his cock too made a sizable bulge in some tighty whities. “Looks like everyone but you needs Mangum XLs.”
“You have fun guys,” Declan said. “There are so many girls here who want me to fuck them, but at least I know this guy’s available if there’s ever a drought.”
Andrew, Jonathan, and Declan all laughed as they left the locker room. I didn’t realize that I was still on my knees with my cock covered in cum until my phone buzzed with a text from Clark.
“Where are you?” he wrote. “We have big plans this weekend.”
With my towel on the floor, I stood wide-eyed as Declan approached, his absurdly long cock swinging low. By the grin on his face, I could tell that Declan had just heard Jonathan’s comment.
“Magnum XLs?” he asked. “Hopefully not for this little guy!”
Declan looked brazenly at my boyhood that was rapidly growing back to its five inches. Here I was, in the back of the locker room, surrounded by three studs with absurdly big cocks. But even soft, they were all bigger than my best effort.
“Not for him!” Jonathan said. “Just for us when we fuck him.”
“What the fuck, mate?!” Declan exclaimed. “Does this guy like dick?”
“When he sees ones as big as ours, he can’t avoid it,” Andrew explained. “Just check out his cock.”
All three studs looked down at my penis, which was now fully hard and leaking pre-cum.
“You like my cock?” Declan asked me, as he grabbed his thick and soft six-incher.
I nodded silently as Andrew and Jonathan laughed in the background.
“Do you want to swallow this Irish meat?” Declan asked.
“Yes,” I moaned, as my hand made its way towards my cock. I was so fucking horny and needed to get off.
“Well I’m not really into guys, to be honest,” Declan said, “but I’ll let you jerk off if you want.”
Andrew and Jonathan just laughed as Declan explained that if I begged him for permission, he’d let me drop to my knees and jerk my little boycock in front of his manmeat. Declan then did something that I hated. He took his towel off his shoulders and used it to cover his cock.
“Nooo!!!” I begged. “You’re hung like a horse! Please let me see your cock!”
“Well get on your knees then,” Declan said, looking bored.
I dropped to my knees and started furiously stroking my cock. “Please let me see it!” I screamed.
Andrew, Jonathan, and Declan were all cracking up, but for me this was no laughing matter. For some reason I was furious that Declan had used a towel to cover up his massive meat.
“If you want to see it so bad, then you better lick my feet,” Declan said. “Show me how bad you want my fuckstick.”
In that moment, I wanted nothing less than lick Declan feet. The locker room floor that he had been walking on was filthy. But as the Irish stud looked down at me with piercing green eyes, brown, wavy hair, and sculpted rugby body, I was powerless to say no.
Still jerking my little cock, I bent over with butt in the air and started licking Declan’s toes and feet. He even inserted his big Irish toes into my mouth and made me suck on them. But after a couple minutes, he rewarded me with what I had already seen: his huge, tasty hunk of meat. It now hung a little lower than before—approaching seven inches—but was still completely soft. I was embarrassed that I was on the verge of cumming but this stud wasn’t even aroused.
“Go ahead,” Declan declared. “Cum for me.”
Just like that, I erupted onto the locker room floor. Declan, Andrew, and Jonathan were still all entirely soft and standing over me—their big cocks swinging in the breeze—as my small boyhood unloaded on the floor.
“Damn,” Declan said. “You’re sluttier than any girl on campus. I’ve never had a chick cum just from seeing my soft cock before.”
“Hope you have a quick recovery,” Andrew added, added as he slipped on boxers over his six-inch softie. “Don’t forget to come to our room in 30 minutes.”
“And don’t forget to bring the condoms!” Jonathan said, as his cock too made a sizable bulge in some tighty whities. “Looks like everyone but you needs Mangum XLs.”
“You have fun guys,” Declan said. “There are so many girls here who want me to fuck them, but at least I know this guy’s available if there’s ever a drought.”
Andrew, Jonathan, and Declan all laughed as they left the locker room. I didn’t realize that I was still on my knees with my cock covered in cum until my phone buzzed with a text from Clark.
“Where are you?” he wrote. “We have big plans this weekend.”
