Competitive Jocks Get Milked!
Competitive Jocks Get Milked – Page 1
by Doctor Odd
Art by Franco
For most of the guys growing up in his small town in Kentucky, there were only two ways you could ever get out; join the military or get an athletic scholarship. For Jamie Carter, his eyes had been on that scholarship since the first day he felt the hard pigskin hit his hand. By the time Jamie was approaching his high school graduation, he had university scouts from all over the country knocking at his door.
But like his resolute determination to play college football, Jamie only dreamed of playing for one school; the University of Kentucky. In fact, the fantasy of running out on the field wearing that blue and white uniform had always been his last thought at night as he drifted to sleep and the first to cross his mind in the morning. So, when the head coach of the Wildcats, Jack Moore, came to visit him, his decision was already made.
Jack Moore had been a star athlete himself. In fact, he still held on to many of the university’s athletic records. And after spending some time in the pro league, coming back to coach at his Alma Mater was a dream come true. Jack knew right where he belonged.
Jamie was to be Jack’s star recruit. He knew that with Jamie at the helm of his new team, his first year as head coach would be a resounding success. Despite his desire to have the kid on the team, Jack couldn’t help but feel a bit of jealousy. After all, who wouldn’t when you know the records you have held for so long are bound to be broken.
That night, sitting on the couch in Jamie’s parents’ home, was nearly a year ago. Now, as Jack stood in his office, staring at the mirrored service of his Super bowl MVP trophy, his dream of a successful first year of coaching was coming true. His team, led by his good-looking all-star freshman quarterback, was undefeated with only one more game to win before they reached the championship game. Unfortunately for Jack, that also meant that almost every one of his records had been shattered.
Standing there, gazing at his reflection in a relic from his yesteryears, he didn’t feel so bad for himself. After all, what 44-year-old could say he could still keep up with the young crowd? His years spent as an athlete, and now a coach, allowed him to stay in impeccable shape. As he admired the handsome image that stared back at him, he heard his team coming in from their final drills for last practice before the game.
Just as the water turned on in the showers, Jack stepped out of his office to begin his routine inspection of the team. Something he had learned from his coach while he was playing here. After every practice, as the team showered in the locker room, Jack would walk the showers and visually examine his players. Of course, there was nothing sexual about it. At least that’s what he told himself. Rather, he knew that if he could spot a problem, such as a pulled muscle or sore shoulder early on, he could treat it before it got worse. What better way to do that then to see how his players reacted in the showers? Those who were injured would favor the part of their body that was hurt, signaling to Jack that something was amiss.
As he strolled through the players, he came upon Jamie. Jack saw a lot of himself in Jamie. Good looks. Washboard abs and chiseled muscles. Standing at just over 6 feet tall, Jamie was easily the most athletic on the team, spending countless hours in the gym. It had obviously paid off, too. Jamie could always make a career as a Calvin Klein model if the football thing didn’t work out.
“Hey, Coach,” Jamie called out as he saw Jack go by. “Did you see me out there, today?”
“I did, Jamie. That was one hell of a throw you threw to Sanchez. Keep that up and I know we will win.”
“So you aren’t upset that the only record you hold will be shattered tomorrow?” Jamie laughed as he turned to face his coach, putting the full girth of his cock and balls on display.
Jamie knew all too well how the coach felt about his records. The two had a special relationship, spending quite a lot of time together though usually that time was spent trying to outdo each other. Figurative pissing contests, you might say. Like when they worked out in the gym together, they’d always be competing to see who could lift the most. Or who could do more reps. Sometimes Jack would win, but most of the victories went to the younger Jamie. That didn’t stop Jack from trying to keep up.
“Naw, Jamie. I’m not upset in the least,” Jack said as he strolled past, staring at the quarterback’s naked body and making a mental note that at least his own cock was bigger than that of his player. “I bet I can still throw further than you, though.”
“Ha. In your dreams, old man.” Jamie laughed. In truth, he respected his coach. Still, that didn’t stop him from giving him a hard time.
Jack finished his inspection of the team without saying another word. Deep down, he knew that these little competitions between the two of them only served to make Jamie better. So, in the end, it was alright with him.
To say that the next day was a success would be an understatement. Jack’s young squad came away with a massive win, giving them the first-place spot and sealing their place in the big dance. To celebrate, Jack took his entire team to a private bar near the stadium. As always, Jamie always rode with Jack.
“Sorry about the record-shattering night I had,” Jamie laughed, holding the game ball.
“Ah don’t worry about it, Jamie. You deserve it. Plus, I’ll make up for it tonight.”
“Oh yeah? How’s that?”
“I bet you a beer the girl I get tonight will make yours look like a troll.”
“Ha. How do you expect to pick up a woman at your age, old man,” Jamie laughed.
“If you’re so sure, let’s make it two beers.”
“Ha. You’re on. You don’t stand a chance when I’ve got a body like this.” Jamie lifted his shirt, showing off his toned abs and chiseled chest.
“Yeah. We’ll see.”
The two continued their playful ribbing the entire way to the bar. When they arrived, the party had already started. There were people everywhere. For a private bar, there sure wasn’t much privacy.
The two men, able to pass as father and son if you didn’t know better, strolled through the eager crowd, splitting it like the red sea as they walked through. It was like they were royalty. As such, neither one paid for a drink the whole night. And the drinks flowed to them like a never-ending river. It wasn’t long before the effects of the alcohol hit both men hard and they needed to go out back for the relief of a piss.
“Say, Coach,” Jamie jeered. “I bet you another beer that I can piss further than you.”
“Haha,” Jack laughed in response. “My dick size alone gives me the advantage.” It was evident that the alcohol was dulling Jack’s professionalism.
Both men stood side by side and faced what they thought was the back wall of the bar. Jamie, with his cocky attitude, was the first one to pull out his cock. It didn’t take much effort, seeing he was wearing his elastic shorts and a t-shirt, with no underwear beneath.
The coach took a little bit longer, seeing as though he still had on the same clothes he had coached in that afternoon. After a considerable amount of fumbling around with his belt, his inebriated state causing him to have to work that much harder to concentrate, he was finally able to unfasten and unbutton his pants. Slowly, he reached his hand into his boxers and pulled out his cock, revealing it to Jamie for the first time.
Jamie’s eyes were immediately drawn its impressive size. Though he always considered himself to be hung, it was evident that the coach had at least two inches on him in length alone and maybe even more in its girth. Even from where Jamie stood, he could see the huge vein that ran the entire length of the coach’s shaft. Holding on to his own dick in his shorts, Jamie felt a slight twitch as his eyes refused to look away from his coach’s monster.
“Ha. What’s wrong, Jamie? Never seen a big dick before?”
“Come on, coach. It’s not that big,” Jamie replied, finally tearing his eyes away from his coach’s crotch and looking back at the wall.
“Yea, ok.” The coach shrugged back. “You ready?”
Instantly, the two men unleashed their piss streams. The sound of the liquid hitting a metal door resonated through the tight alley. Laughter rung out from each man as they joked about writing their names on the door. To say the least, they were being extremely loud.
So loud, in fact, that Doctor Von Bustonut could hear their ruckus over the loud whirring of machines from the other side of the door. He turned the apparatus off so he could hear it better, trying to figure out exactly what it was. Once he deduced that the sound was indeed coming from the alley, he quickly approached his back door and peered through the peep hole for an unobstructed view of Jamie and Jack with their dicks in their hands, each unleashing a steady stream of piss.
“They’re perfect,” the scientist said to himself as he watched the pair. He let them finish their business before opening the door, knowing if he didn’t, he might end up wet.
Jamie was the first to finish, followed soon after by Jack. “Ha. I told you I could beat you, Coach. You owe me another beer.”
“Yea, yea. You’re…” Jack was unexpectedly interrupted by the metal door suddenly swinging open. And out of the darkness of the room stepped a man whose hair looked like it hadn’t been brushed in a month. He wore a white doctor’s coat, yet it had several dirty spots all over it. He face was unshaven, covered in stubble that was anything but kept. He wore round glasses with thin frames that sat atop his nose.
“Hello. I’m Doctor Von Bustonut and that’s my door you just relieved yourselves on.” The doctor’s voice was quiet, yet pronounced.
Jack, stunned momentarily by the opening of the door, quickly stuffed his dick back into his pants. Jamie, on the other hand, left his hanging free, the alcohol increasing his level of cockiness.
“I’m so sorry,” Jack stated, visibly taken aback at getting caught in such a state. He glanced over at his quarterback and noticed he had yet to put his cock away. Instead, he noticed that Jamie was even standing a little straighter like he wanted his cock to be noticed. “Put that away, Jamie,” the coach demanded.
“Oh no, It’s alright. The boy is fine.” The doctor said as he stepped out further into the alley, closer to where Jamie was standing. “I must say, young man. You must be a strong and virile boy to have such big cajones as these. I’ve never seen someone so cocky as you to stand with your penis in the open like that.” The doctor is walked around Jamie as he is spoke. “Not to mention that it really is a nice specimen.” The doctor stopped and turned towards Jack. “Are you as strong and virile as the young man? After all, you are what, in your mid-forties?”
Jack stuck out his chest as far as he could get it. He knew his dick was bigger than Jamie’s, not to mention his experience made him stronger. “Of course I am, Doctor. This kid’s got nothing on a real man.” Jack turned to Jamie and laughed.
“Good. Perfect. You’ll do just perfect. Ok guys!”
Suddenly, a group of four men, dressed in black from head to toe, came busting out of the doorway. Two men grabbed Jack while the other two grabbed Jamie and carried them inside the dark room. The two men tried to fight them off but their ability to quickly respond was hindered by the alcohol that still flowed through them.
The four men carried the coach and his player through a corridor of doors until they reached a room so well lit room that it nearly blinded the confused duo. They continued to fight and scream as their eyes adjusted to the light but neither was able to gain their freedom. The two men carrying Jack roughly dropped him on a table while Jamie was carried to a chair that sat nearby.
Both men struggled as their attackers began to remove their clothes, stripping the pair simultaneously; seemingly unconcerned with saving their garments as they ripped and tore each piece away revealing the athletes’ well-formed naked bodies.
Jamie was the first to be stripped completely. He continued to fight but his drunken state had rendered his strength no match for his attackers as one man held him down while the other placed a strap across his waist then attached leather straps on each wrist and ankle, tightly securing Jamie’s body to the chair.
Meanwhile after Jack’s clothes were ripped off with the same disregard and left lying in a pile next to the table, the outraged coach noticed that this was no ordinary table. Instead, it supported a system of bars configured in a big rectangle. It didn’t take long for Jack to learn the exact purpose of the apparatus. His attackers placed him over the bars so that each leg straddled a bar, forcing him to stay on all fours as his attackers tied each wrist and ankle to the contraption making it virtually impossible for him to move with the exception of his cock which hung unconstrained towards the tabletop.
The men quieted down and surveyed the strange, high-tech looking room. There were several machines that looked more at home in a hospital than an office. One located directly next to Jack’s table appeared to be some sort of collection system with a series of tubes and cups connected to a mainframe by several wires. A similar machine sat next to Jamie’s chair.
Silently, the doctor entered the room with an evaluating gaze over his subjects secured at their stations. “That will be all, gentleman. Thank you for your help.” The four henchmen quickly made their silent exit. The doctor turned to Jack and Jamie. “It’s so kind of you to join me…”
“Join you?” Jamie screamed out. “You have forced us here.”
“I did no such a thing, young one. Now, where was I? Oh yes. I am so happy to have you here.” The doctor started to walk around Jack’s table. “You two are the perfect specimens for my experiment.” The doctor picked up one of the tubes that were attached to the collection machine.
That’s a really crazy looking machine Jack thought to himself as he intently watched the doctor approach him.
“What I do here, gentlemen, is study the ability of men to perform sexually. There has always been the puzzling question of whether a man’s age effects his ability to perform. That is just one of the many questions that today’s experiment will answer.” Jack felt the doctor take a firm hold on his cock as he began to slide it into a cylinder that was attached to the tube. Though it was a big cylinder, the doctor had to struggle to get Jack’s cock to fit. However, with a little bit of pushing, he was finally able to get the member inside the cylinder which felt like silicone on his dick.
The doctor then approached Jamie and grabbed another cylinder that was similar to the one just placed over Jack’s big cock.
“I tell ya, guys. When I looked out of my door and seen the two of you, I thought I had hit the jackpot. Now I am able to truly study the difference between a young stud and an old pro.” The doctor bent down and placed the contraption over Jamie’s dick.
“What is this for?” Jamie asked, his attitude clearly showing through his voice.
“This, young lad, is to collect your sperm.”
“Hell no!” Jamie bellowed out as he renewed his fight against the restraints.
“Don’t worry, son. It’s not going to hurt at all. All I am going to do is to see which one of you can produce the most seed in a single night.”
“Doc, do we really have to do this?” Jack tried to hide the panic in his voice. “Surely there’s another way for you to complete your experiment. Wouldn’t it be better science if the subjects were willing?”
“Aww, you do make a solid point, my old friend. But alas, you two are already here! Why would I want to waste such a great opportunity.” The doctor turned back towards the machines flipped a switch, causing the apparatus to begin emitting a low humming noise. “I hope you guys are ready. You’ve got a long night ahead of you.”
The humming from the machine quickly transformed into a suction from the cylinders that began to force the helpless men’s cocks to rise. For Jamie, the fight wasn’t over. He struggled against his restraints thinking “Maybe this is all just one big dream. Maybe someone slipped something into my drink.” If only that were true.
The doctor took a seat between the grunting men. “Remember, gentlemen. We are trying to see who can produce the largest volume of specimen.”
Jamie’s eye trailed the path along the tube from the machine to the cylinder that was attached to his ever-growing cock. Then followed the other set of tubes that led to the table. There, with his eyes closed and his muscles tightened, Jack was on all fours, trying desperately to fight his arousal.
Jamie had never seen his coach naked; he never took showers with his players. Jamie couldn’t help but notice how fit Jack’s body looked. From where he sat, the machine continuing to suck his cock to engorgement, he could tell that there wasn’t an ounce of fat on the coach’s body. And with the tension in his body, Jamie could see the outline of every one of Jack’s muscles from his rock-hard abs to his amazingly smooth ass. Not to mention the amazing cock he had. When his coach had pulled his cock out of his trousers earlier, Jamie had to keep himself from commenting on it. The truth was, Jamie was amazed by how big his coach’s cock really was. Now, seeing it inside the cylinder, the hardness of his own cock only grew as he saw the blood pumping into his coach’s cock from his huge, hairy balls.
The hair from his ass must have migrated to his balls too, Jamie noted, because his groin area was filled with a thick black bush of hair. The coach’s hairy balls nearly touched the table as the suction from the tube caused them to sway back and forth. Jamie had never looked at another man’s body with lust before but now, with this machine sending waves of arousal through his body, he couldn’t help but notice that his coach was sexy as hell.
Jamie’s enchantment from staring his coach’s body was interrupted when he looked up and noticed his coach had been studying him too. Jack wasn’t as surprised by what he saw; after all he had seen him almost every day in the shower. However, seeing Jamie’s cock growing longer by the second, Jack couldn’t help but see his quarterback in a different light. Jamie’s pecs were extremely defined, as the line of the muscles flowed down to his abs. His stomach wasn’t flat; instead, chiseled into his skin was his amazing six-pack abs.
Jack couldn’t get over, though, how big Jamie’s balls were. Similar to his own, they looked like to softballs sitting between his legs. Jack noticed that Jamie’s pubic hair wasn’t as bushy as his. Instead, it was apparent that Jamie took the time to trim his pubic hairs, adding to the attractiveness of his monster dick and huge balls.
Jack continued to watch as the suction on Jamie’s cock brought him to the edge of an orgasm. The fight was still in Jamie’s eyes, yet his body told a different story. Soon, the suction’s task was successful as Jamie’s entire body was rocked with a strong orgasm.
“UUUURRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH,” Jamie moaned loudly as his dick begin to pulsate. Flinging his head back and closing his eyes, he allowed the pleasure to overtake him and send him over the cliff of ecstasy.
Jack, with his own pleasure building in his groin, watched as the cum spurted out of his player’s dick and into the respective tube. His eyes followed with amazement as the cum twirled up and around, flowing through the tube until it reached the collection jar attached to the machine.
“Good. Good, young one. I knew you would be the first. That just proves to me you are the virile stud I expected.” Jamie’s face shined as he listened to the doctor’s comments. He turned his eyes back on his coach with a satisfied grin.
Jack glared back at Jamie before closing his eyes once more as he felt that familiar sensation building in his groin and knew he wouldn’t be far belong.
“What about you, coach,” the doctor spoke. “Think you can catch up?” All Jack could manage was more moans and grunts as he approached orgasm. But then, unexpectedly from Jamie’s side of the room came more loud moans.
“MMMMMMM DDDDDAAAAAMMMMMNNNNNN,” Jamie screamed as another orgasm rocked his body.
“Yes! Yes!,” the doctor squealed in excitement. He watched as the cum collected in its assigned jar. “WOW! Just as much as the first one!” The doctor walked to the coach’s table. “Can you believe that,” he said as he tapped the coach on his shoulder. “He was able to produce two monster loads of cum before you could do one!”
Jack hung his head in embarrassment as the smile on Jamie’s face grew even larger. Subconsciously, Jack glanced down at the dick that was producing all of Jamie’s cum. He allowed his eyes to remain fixed on Jamie’s cock as he was entranced by the blood pulsating through the cock’s thick veins.
“Don’t worry, old friend. It’s common for young guys to beat us older men in things like this.”
Just then, as if the doctor’s words sparked the competitive urge inside him, Jack allowed his body to succumb to the effects of the suction. The tightness in his balls increased as the orgasm finally reached its peak. “SSSSSSHHHHHIIIIIIITTTTTTTT!,” Jack screamed loudly, the pressure evident in the forcefulness of his screams.
This time it was Jamie’s turn to watch as the load from his coach’s cock was sucked into the tube and travelled to his container.
“Simply amazing,” the doctor proclaimed after the last drop from Jack’s dick was sucked in. “You were able to produce the same amount of sperm in one try as the young one was able to do in two orgasms! That’s simply amazing!” The doctor walked to where Jamie was sitting in his chair, the suction keeping his cock as hard as a rock. “Looks like you have a challenge on your hands, young man.” The doctor’s grin stretched across his entire face.
Just as he said this, another orgasm built up in Jamie’s balls as he felt the all-to-familiar sensation start in his groin. In a matter of moments, another load of cum came shooting into Jamie’s container as he gripped the arms of his chair for support.
Both men look at one another as they remain bound by their constraints. Instead of looks of despair and of wanting to leave, the doctor noticed a look of determination on each man’s face. “Yes. That’s it, gentlemen. This is exactly what I need. It’s time you guys allow your true competitive spirit come out.” The doctor made his way back to where Jack is kneeled on the table.
“How about we up the game a little bit, shall we? Whoever wins our littler competition, I will let leave.” The doctor reached over and began to rub Jack’s smooth ass. “And the loser,” the doctor began again as he allowed a finger to lightly trace the rim around Jack’s asshole. “Gets to be the subject for my little anal exploration experiment.”
“Hell no,” Jack responded to the finger around his virgin asshole. “There’s no way you’re sticking anything up my ass.”
“Well then, I guess you ought to focus more on producing sperm.”
Recognizing the seriousness in the doctor’s voice, the two men decided to go into overdrive. Jamie watched has his coach began to thrust his hips downward. In Jamie’s mind, he pictured a lovely woman laying beneath Jack with her legs spread as far as they could go.
He watched as the sweat poured off Jack’s body and on to the table. The muscles of Jack’s ass were the tightest they had been through the whole ordeal and his thighs tightened and relaxed, moving in a constant motion. Jamie was mesmerized at the sight of his coach’s big balls swaying with his hips. His cock had grown even surprisingly larger and Jamie stared in awe and lust at its impressiveness. His horniness only increased when he realized that his coach was staring back at him with the same lust in his eyes.
And Jack was just as mesmerized by Jamie’s body. Watching Jamie’s body reacting to the stimulation of the suction was nearly overwhelming. Jack had never looked at another man this way before. There, bound to a chair, Jack watched as Jamie’s hip shot his cock straight in the air. Jack knew his cock was certainly longer but he thought for sure that Jamie’s was wider, at least now that it was at its full girth.
Nearly as impeccable as his Jamie’s cock was the quarterback’s massive balls which bounced up and down with motion of his cock. Jack was even more turned on by the sound they made as they slapped against the chair. Jack was hypnotized by the incredible view of his player’s body thrashing up and down as he approached another orgasm.
Both men continued to thrust into their suction machines, causing the feeling in their cock to intensify. Throughout the night, they took turns producing load after load of cum. There would be times where Jamie would go through multiple orgasms in the time it took Jack to produce one, but somehow the collective size of theirs loads remained even.
Both men sweated and pushed their bodies to their extreme limits, unlike any workout the two had ever experienced. They focused so deeply that they hadn’t even noticed that the doctor had left the room. It wasn’t until he walked back around the machines that both men realized he had left.
This was a battle unlike any the doctor had ever seen in his previous experiments. Never before had he found two men more determined to be the winner. By the time the experiment reached its conclusion, Jamie’s spent body laid almost motionless in his chair. And though the table’s contraption forced Jack to remain on all fours, he had collapsed against the bars unable to hold himself up any longer by his mere muscle strength. The exhausted men looked like they had been rained on, the sweat so profusely covered their bodies.
“Alright, Gentlemen. It’s time to see who won. Don’t forget, whichever one of you loses will be the subject of my next experiment to follow immediately after this one. I called it my anal exploration in which I study the effects of anal stimulation on load production.” Both men sighed, unable to say a word in response. “By the way, my assistant has already prepared the equipment for that experiment.”
The doctor walked over to the collection beakers which contained the massive loads each man had produced. He was astonished by the amount of cum he had collected. “This is truly amazing, guys. If there was an award to be given for excellent effort, both of you would definitely win. Jack,” the doctor continued without looking at his subject. “You have been the most surprising, showing that older men can still keep up with younger studs.”
The doctor remained silent for a few minutes as he studied the contents of the beakers, keeping the nervous men in suspense. Jamie was the one to finally break the silence, his cockiness still present in his exhaustion. “Well, then. Who won?”
“That is a great question, young lad. I am truly amazed by the results of this experiment.” The doctor walked back to his subjects and stood in the middle of the two men. “I have never had results like this. You may not believe this but,” the doctor paused. “It’s a tie!”
Both men sighed in relief assuming this meant that neither would have to participate in the next experiment. But the doctor continued. “I was watching you guys from my office and I must say, I was fixed to my monitor. The way you boys went back and forth was truly astonishing. Jamie, you were able to come to orgasm so much faster than Jack. But Jack was able to produce so much more cum in just one orgasm than you. This is great science indeed.”
“So what does that mean, doc?” Jack asked, anxious to be free of his restraints.
“Well, since it’s a tie, I guess you both won.” Both men smiled in relief. “Though, I guess it could be said that you both lost, since there wasn’t a clear winner.” Just as quickly, both men lost their smile. “Michael,” the doctor called out, apparently back to his assistant. “Prepare the anal exploration equipment for two subjects.” He then spoke back to the two men. “After all, two is always better than one.”