DIRK PART 3
Landon had just finished lacrosse practice when..
Published: June 14, 2023 at 1:18:36 AM
DIRK PART 3
Landon had just finished lacrosse practice when Tracy came running up to him on the field. Her large breast bouncing in her blouse as she ran.
“Have you seen that faggot,” the short brunette screamed.
Landon was caught off guard, “who are you talking about?”
“That loser roommate of your’s, Dirk,” she yelled back.
“Not since we three were together at the student Union. Why, what up?”
“I'll tell you what's up. He a faggot,” Tracy cried.
Landon laughed, “trust me he isn’t gay. It's just an act he does online to get pathetic losers to send him money.”
Landon wasn’t about to tell her he does the same thing.
“Take a look at this,” Tracy threw her cellphone at him.
Landon stopped laughing and his eyes widened in disbelief. On the small screen was Dirk in a public restroom on his knees. Dirk was looking up at the camera, his brown eyes looking blissfully content with a cock in his mouth. A hand came into the camera view and pulled Dirk’s head off the huge cock. Dirk continued to look up as the owner of the cock wiped the drool and saliva coated cock onto the jock’s face. It was unmistakably Dirk’s deep voice when he said, “love you, man. I love your cock. I need your cock.” Landon continued to watch the video in disbelief as the cock erupted and sprayed Dirk’s face with cum. They have been best friends since they were kids and no way would Dirk be gay. Landon felt his cock stir in his jockstrap under his long silk lacrosse shorts. He quickly handed the phone back.
“It has to be an explanation,” Landon mumbled.
“Oh it better be,” Tracy yelled. “He not only sent it to me but half of the student body got it. Check your phone.”
Landon pulled his phone from his gear bag and instantly saw the text with the video attachment and a dozen other texts from other friends. The texts were all about the video. He began to text Dirk to find out what happened. When he didn’t respond to the texts, Landon went looking for Dirk. He didn’t even change out of his lacrosse uniform. A couple of hours later, frustrated Landon returned to their apartment in the hopes that Dirk returned. He was surprised to find the apartment front door open. When he stepped foot into the apartment, he could hear Dirk’s deep masculine moans coming from Landon’s own bedroom. He dropped his gear bag on the floor.
“Dirk? Why are you in my room?”Landon yelled out as he walked toward the bedroom door.
Landon pushed the door open and stood in disbelief. “What the fuck?!,” he yelled.
Dirk was laying on his bed with his thick legs in the air as some nerdy skinny guy was fingering his hole. Landon was shocked as his best friend was moaning and wiggling his ass like a slut.
“What the fuck is going on here? Get the fuck out of my room,” Landon was angry.
Wilbur turned and smirked at the captain of the lacrosse team. Landon had the same looks and features of Dirk, but a few inches shorter. They both had the same haircut and build.
Landon suddenly got nervous as the nerd stared at him, and the jock felt the need to get out of there. He turned to head toward the apartment door to escape.
“Dirk, stop him from leaving,” Wilbur yelled.
Landon ran toward the door as he heard his roommate chase after him. He almost made it but he tipped over his gear bag and stumbled. Landon recovered and made it to the door. He was just able to grab the door handle and turned the knob when Dirk slammed up behind him, closing the door. They wrestled against each other to Wilbur’s enjoyment. Their tight, well defined muscles straining against each other. Finally Dirk, being a champion wrestler, was too strong for Landon. Dirk pinned Landon’s arms behind his back and turned him to face Wilbur. Wilbur was smiling as he walked up to Landon. There was something about the nerd’s eyes that made it hard for Landon to look away. Wilbur’s eyes were so dark that they pulled Landon deeper into them. Landon tried to jerk his arms free from Dirk but the star college wrestler was too strong for him.
“Relax, baby,” Wilbur whispered as he stood only inches from Landon.
Wilbur reached a hand out and touched Landon’s exposed stomach under the crop top shirt. As soon as Wilbur stroked Landon’s abs and tight belly button, a wave of pleasure went through the jock’s body.
“Just relax, it feel so good to just relax,” Wilbur whispered again as his hand traced each cobblestone abs, up further under his shirt.
“Fffuck, feel so good,” Landon moaned as his resistance faded.
His cock grew full mast inside his time jockstrap. Landon's entire body felt so sensitive as the little nerd felt him up.
“Dirk, let go of Landon. Landon won’t resist. Will you,” Wilbur’s hands reached Landon’s pecs.
“No, I won’t resist,” Landon felt so relaxed.
“Good. Take off your shorts,” Wilbur smiled.
“Yes, sir,” Landon pulled his shorts down in one motion, and exposed his white packed jockstrap.
Wilbur then gripped Landon’s cock through the underarmour jockstrap pouch. Landon let out a deep groan. Wilbur had a feeling about Landon.
“I want you to tell me the truth. You trust me completely,” Wilbur whispered as he continued to rub the bulging crotch.
“Yes, I trust me completely,” Landon groaned, his cock was rock hard.
Wilbur leaned in and whispered into Landon’s ear. The jock smelled so good. “Are you gay,” Wilbur’s tongue flicked Landon’s right ear,
Landon's expression changed as he hesitated.
“Tell me the truth,” Wilbur whispered as his hands moved under Landon’s crop top, teasing the jock’s nipples.
“Yes,” Landon whispered back in a low moan.
“I see. Are you in love with Dirk,” Wilbur licked Landon’s ear.
“Yes,” Landon felt embarrassed as he replied.
The captain of the lacrosse team had been hiding his true feelings and desires from everyone, especially to his roommate and best friend, the hyper masculine Dirk. Dirk showed no emotions as Landon confessed his love for him.
“Did you hear that Dirk? Landon is in love with you,” Wilbur laughed.
“But I love only you,” Dirk responded in confusion.
Landon’s heart sank. He had always dreamed of being with Dirk.
“Don’t worry, Landie. There is room enough for three,” Wilbur lifted Landon’s shirt.
Landon lifted his muscular arms over his head and let the nerd pull his shirt over his head. Wilbur stepped back to admire Landon’s body. Landon’s body was an equal to Dirk’s, smooth and tight.
Wilbur picked up Dirk’s phone, “why don’t you two make out. Show real emotion.”
Dirk gripped the back of Landon’s neck and pulled his friend into a deep kiss. Landon moaned as he opened his mouth, accepting Dirk’s tongue. Their hands gripped and explored each other’s hard bodies. Landon reached around and grabbed Dirk’s ass. He had always fantasized about Dirk’s ass. Being able to touch it, feel how firm it was in his hands. Wilbur walked around them, recording the two jocks. They look so hot standing and kissing in their jockstraps, one white, one black. Their cocks were hard and bulging the thin pouches.
Wilbur approached behind Landon. He placed his hands on Landon’s equally beautiful buttocks as he stood on his toes to whisper into Landon’s right ear. “You always wanted Dirk’s ass don’t you?”
Landon pulled away from Dirk’s kiss. He leaned his head back against Wilbur as Dirk kissed down the thick cords of muscles down his neck. “Yes. It's so hot and sexy.”
“You want to eat it, rim it,” Wilbur ordered.
“Fuck yes,” Landon moaned.
“Good boy. Dirk, turn around and offer your ass to your friend,”
“Yes,” Dirk pulled away and turned around leaned forward. He reached his large hands around and spread his ass cheeks. Wilbur gripped Landon’s hair and pulled the muscular jock down onto his knees. Once Landon was on his knees, Wilbur pressed the jock’s face between the powerful ass cheeks. Landon and Dirk were soon moaning in pleasure. Landon’s moans were muffled as his face was buried between the golden tanned cheeks and his tongue flicking in and out of the tight rosebud.
To be continued