Game Day – UGA Over Austin Perry, But That’s Not What You Want to Hear About

8508772061_a54ef89374 Football Daddy and I had a great day at the UGA game.  I stayed over with him Friday night and we had a relaxing evening.  A good meal, swam in his pool and some hot sex to close out the night.

Saturday morning I woke up after he had already gotten up and found him in the kitchen, checking emails and having a cup of coffee.

I declined coffee but did enjoy a nice gulp of cream from his spout as it slid down my throat.

I love returning to Athens for football games, it always brings back great memories, many of them having to do with the hot studs I used to fuck around with when I was a student.

As we made our way towards the stadium, we walked by one of my classroom buildings, this particular building holds a particularly great memory, a building I took my Freshman Biology class in.

I am NOT good at science, it never has been my subject, math too, I just don’t get it.  History, English, the arts, those are my subjects.

So back to the story.

When I was a Freshman, I had a college biology class that was kicking my ass.  The harder I tried, the less I understood and my grades were reflecting it.  I was struggling and knew I needed to pass the class to keep my GPA at a level I would be comfortable with.

It was Spring Semester and I had held up a solid 3.6 through the year and I didn’t want to let a failed Biology class fuck up my standings.  But the further I got into the semester the less it looked like I would pass the class.

I had tried, I just couldn’t get it.  One of the Lab Assistants, an average looking guy who felt more comfortable around a petri dish than people had been really helpful all semester.

He was not much older than me, a complete science nerd.  On the surface you wouldn’t think we had anything in common, but I liked him.

I had seen him in the local gay bar a few times during the semester and always spoke to him.  I tried to help him come out of his shell a couple of times in the bar, but his social skills were non-existent.

Leading into finals week I was desperate and asked the Lab Assistant if I could get some tutoring sessions in.  He told me he would be happy to help me and I set up an hour each day for the week leading up to Finals.

On the first day, I paid for the week and we got down to some study.  He really helped me, but I just wasn’t getting it.

I was bordering a  D and F and was desperate.  On our second day of sessions, the LA told me I should make an appointment with the Professor to plead my case.

The Professor was a douche and I told him I didn’t think it would work.  The LA told me “you know, LA positions are really competitive, I found a way to get this appointment and I am sure you will find your way into the Professor’s good graces too” as he said it, he winked at me and smiled.

REALLY?  I asked.

He told me yes and after our session I went to the Professor’s office to make an appointment.

Two days before the final exam I walked into his office.  I had picked up on the hints of the LA and dressed accordingly, shorts and a skin-tight tee.

As I sat before the professor I explained to him how hard I had worked.  He nodded and checked his books, I had only missed one class and turned in all of my assignments on time.  He became less douchy and said unfortunately all the work you have done just doesn’t add up to a passing grade.  Passing and failing would be dependent on my success in the final exam.

At this point, hopeless, I told him “I will do anything to pass this class.”  He said, “I know you have been working with my LA and he reported to me that you are working hard to pass, do your best and let’s see how it all ends up.”  I left dejected.

Later that afternoon during my tutoring session, the LA and I went over our studies and I was hopeful but not confident.

As I was leaving the lab, I ran into the Professor in the hall.  He asked how my study was going and I told him I was working really hard and once again pleaded my case.  He smiled and told me to come back at 6, we could talk about it.

At 6 PM I was walking into his office suite.  His assistant was gone for the day and he was in his office.  He motioned me in.

I walked in, closing the door behind me.

We talked and eventually he let it be known, my grade could be earned in ways other than my knowledge of the biology he had been teaching all semester.

I ended up on my knees behind his desk sucking his thick cock.  Not very long and overly hairy, I sucked his cock giving him my best.

I then found myself bent over his desk with his tongue up my hole, followed by a couple of fingers and then his cock.

Bent over his desk, with his cock deep in me, a soft knock on the door interrupted his stroke.  He shouted out come in.

With a smile on his face, the LA walked in and undressed in front of me while the Professor kept fucking me.

A small uncut dick came out and the LA walked over and put it in my mouth.  Now I was being impaled on both ends from two science nerds that would never get me to consider them twice, but I was desperate and I gave them both the fuck of their lives.

After filling a condom with his load the Professor pulled out and I rubbered up sliding into the LA.

Calling his LA’s name, the Professor said, “this dude does know something about biology doesn’t he?”

We all laughed as I fucked the LA to his and my climax.

After we finished I dressed and left the two men in the office.

I walked into the Final Exam cautiously optimistic.  I did my best, but was unclear on much of the topic.

When my grades came out that semester, I got all A’s, except for Biology, there I got a B….. a hard-earned B, but one I was very happy with.

You see, I don’t just fuck for $, sometimes I fucked for grades too!

Until Next Time….

LP

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About Last Night

I met Mr. Football last Fall.  He was a referral from an escort friend who left the business, he thought we would be a good match and he was right.

Mr. Football is in his late 40’s, he has a high stress job and enjoys “relieving stress” with hot younger studs who know how to make him feel special.

I hit it off with Mr. Football immediately, he is a really great guy who is easy to talk to and is easy sex.  Not long after our first date, he quickly became a regular.

He isn’t particularly good-looking, nerdy, balding and needs to lose about 30 pounds, but my clients looks are unimportant in my line of work, what is important are my looks, my body, my personality and my ability to make my client feel like he is the best man I  have ever been with….. I am very good at my job.

Not long after meeting, Mr. Football and I found that we both have a shared passion for college football, the University of Georgia Football to be specific.

Mr. Football as season tickets and invited me to a couple of games last year, including the Rose Bowl in Pasadena, CA.  I enjoy traveling with him and he takes very good care of me always traveling first class and staying at high-end hotels.

We have both been counting down the days until football season, I suspected he would take me to a couple of games this year, but was pleasantly surprised when he presented me with an incredible gift last night…. but I get ahead of myself.

Mr. Football lives in a beautiful home in Alpharetta, I arrived at his home at 6 and he was just getting home from work.  As he showered, I sat out by the pool enjoying the evening.

Once he had showered we went our for dinner at a great neighborhood spot that he enjoys.

During dinner, Mr. Football reached into his back pocket and pulled out an envelope and handed it to me.  I asked what it was and he told me to open it.

Inside was his Season Ticket confirmation for all UGA Football games at home and away.  I said something stupid like “oh, that’s nice” and then he said, “so what are you doing September through January Saturday’s?”  I told him at this point I had no plans and he told me good, I want you to go to the games with me.

Again, being stupid I said something like oh, thank you, just tell me which ones you want me to go to and I will make sure my schedule is clear.  Then he said, I want you to go to ALL the games with me.

OMG, I was floored.  We laughed and he asked if I wanted to go and I let him know in no uncertain terms.. FUCK YEAH!

Needless to say, we had an awesome meal and then went back to his place.  I made myself at home and fixed us both a drink while he went out to the pool.

As I joined him, he asked if I wanted to go for a swim, with that, I peeled off my black tee and skin-tight jeans letting them fall to the ground.  I then removed my black Calvins and stood before him naked, with my cock getting hard as he watched me.

I walked towards him, my 8″ cock sticking straight up and started unbuttoning his shirt.  As I took it off, I kissed him, then his neck and thoroughly nursed his nipples as I massaged his cock through his jeans.

After a few minutes on his upper body, I moved my down to his pants and unzipped and dropped them to around his knees.  I opened up his boxers and took his small fat cock into my mouth and began sucking.  I sucked his cock until he was ready to blow his load and as he bucked his hips into my face, I got up and jumped into the pool naked.  He followed behind.

We swam around in the pool a bit and finished off our drinks, eventually getting out of the pool.  Once out, I lay him down on a chaise and started giving him a massage.

I could feel the tension in his body and worked him over thoroughly making sure to relax him.

While he lay on his stomach, I excused myself for a moment and went into the house to get my supplies.

I came back out and started massaging him again, then I ate his ass.  I buried my face deep into his hairy hole and massaged his dick and balls beneath.

He moaned, or to be more specific purred as I ate his asshole.

While I ate him out, I slid on a rubber and some lube and slowly but deliberately slid my cock into his ass.  We started out with him on all 4’s but he eventually flipped onto his back and placed his legs over my shoulders as I fucked him.

As I slid in and out of his ass, I jacked on his dick until he shot his load all over his hairy chest.  Once he had cum, I pulled out and held him in my arms alternating between kissing him and licking his load off his stomach and chest.

We went inside and started looking at dates and schedule.  September 1, 15, 29. October 6, November 10, 17 and 24 we will spend in Athens for UGA home games.

On the weekend of September 8 we will drive to Columbia SC.

September 22 weekend we will spend in Missouri.

The weekend of October 13th we will stay in New Orleans for a game in Baton Rouge against LSU.  (I can’t wait for this one!)

Weekend of Oct 27th we will be in Jacksonville, FL for the annual GA – FL game.

November 3rd weekend we will be in Lexington, KY.

I am excited about the travel schedule as there are a couple of cities on the list I have never been to, however I am most excited about a return trip to the land of debauchery, NEW ORLEANS!

Mr. Football told me we will go to the SEC Championship (Atlanta) and whatever Bowl Game Georgia attends and hopefully end up the season back at the Benz for another National Championship Game!

After we went over the itinerary, we went to bed.  I gave Mr. Football a nice long, slow blowjob before falling asleep holding him in my arms.

When I woke up this morning, Mr. Football wasn’t in bed.  I slid on my underwear and found him in the kitchen, reviewing emails and having a cup of coffee.  We greeted each other and he informed me that he had been up since 5:30.

We ate a bagel and then met up in the shower.  I washed his body and he watched as I washed myself, then turned me around to face the wall and washed my ass again.

He started to press into me and I moved his cock away and stepped out of the shower to get a rubber.

He met me in the large bathroom and bent me over the vanity and proceeded to fuck me as we watched ourselves in the mirror.

After he shot his load, we both got dressed and I came home.

When I got home I jacked off thinking about all the sexy college football players I would be seeing and all the money I will be making this Fall!

Until Next Time…

LP

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