Jeff barely heard Tyler’s words of seduction, but he didn’t need any convincing anyways. Seeing the shiny cheerleading uniform hug Tyler’s compact body set the running back ablaze with lust. Whether or not he thought of himself as gay, it was a fact that football players fucked cheerleaders, and here was a cheerleader in his room offering up his tight body. Using his massive arms, Jeff quickly pinned the twink against the wall, as he kissed him vigorously. Tyler’s face was just too fucking beautiful. He just had to fuck it. Jeff let go of Tyler and pointed down at his massive tent.
“Worship it, you slut.”
Tyler undid Jeff’s belt and pulled down his pants and underwear, revealing a perfect Adonis belt above Jeff's huge cock. Damn, I'm a muscle stud now, thought Jeff. The whole area was shaved clean. Tyler knelt and slowly kissed and fondled Jeff’s cock with his soft, plump lips. Then he started sucking.
Jeff clenched Tyler’s dark brown curls as he started thrusting deep into the twink’s throat.
“How do you like the taste of a jock stud, bitch?”
Tyler only responded by moaning louder.
The massive jock eventually came, though that barely took the edge off. Time to breed the bitch. Jeff first stripped off Tyler’s shirt, then his short shorts, and then pulled down his compression shorts so they hung at his knees. Then Jeff jumped unto his bed, commanding Tyler to lay on time of him. Jeff spit into his hands before digging into Tyler’s ass, eliciting moans of pleasure and pain. Then he placed Tyler’s hands on his own shoulders before lifting up the cheerleader’s entire body by his waist, repositioning it over his own massive rod. Then he started thrusting. He felt more powerful than he ever did in his life.
“Bro. I. feel. so. hot. right. now,” Jeff grunted with each thrust.
“Deeper! Jeff, go deeper inside me!” Tyler moaned.
“Ffffuck,” Jeff growled as he came.
Jeff’s phone vibrated with a text. Pete Ryan, the starting quarterback, had been in a motorcycle crash and couldn’t play that night. This couldn’t be happening. Football was everything to Jeff now, and the team’s star player was out. He had to think of something. Suddenly, he remembered his Chronovac, and sized Tyler up with a grin.