It was right after practice, the assistant coach started getting on my case. He heard Me and Dawson going at it..."Freshman must know their place." Man, I heard that before many times.
I bust my ass on the court, and when Dawson started that crap about how he was going to the NBA because he had advantages that I would never have I started mouthing back. The damn assistant coach ended up in my face. Sucker took me aside and gave me that line about Dawson being the hardest working guard in college basketball, blah, blah, blah. He tells me Dawson has a key to the gym and does private workouts at four in the morning on top of our two a day practices. He hits me with stuff about Dawson having half my talent but three times my motivation. Yeah, yeah, yeah, they want to see motivation, I'll show them motivation.
Later I went to the gym, I was going to lay some of that grieve back on Dawson that he had been putting on me all year. I knew he would be there and I was going to teach that sucker a few things. At four in the morning it was unlikely anyone would see me...
I show up at the gym and the dumb ass has left the door unlocked. Stupid geek is going to get himself hosed one way or the other. Some punk come through that door, he could just blow that fool away. Of course, that's what I'm planning to do to him on the court. One on one, mano-mano, going to show him moves he's never dreamed existed. I was going to earn some respect and shut his face. At least that was the plan. What I didn't see coming was going to drop my jaw.
I quietly closed and locked the door to the gym and headed for the locker room to change. I just about made it to the door when I heard a woman giggle. That stopped me dead in my tracks. I paused a moment and then snuck up on the door. When I looked in the jaw dropping began.
Dawson had his shorts and jock strap down to his knees. Some cute, little curly head blonde thing I'd seen around campus was kneeling on a bench, her perfect smooth titties hanging out of her raised t-shirt, and she was sucking Dawson's cock for all she was worth. Dawson had both hands on her head and he was just swaying back and forth, taking it all in as she was taking him all in. The geek might have some moves after all!
I moved a little further back into the shadows but I still had me a pretty good view of the bench. The babe was wearing a pair of black panties that contrasted nicely with her smooth, white skin. She was holding on to Dawson's hard cock and flicking her tongue around the tip getting him to groan pretty well. The woman certainly seemed to know her way around a blowjob.
What started slow began to pick up speed. Dawson moved his big hands up to her firm boobs, leaving her free to begin grinding her ass against him, working her pussy up and down along his big hard prick. They found a compatible fucking motion and began to rock with it, his hard ass and her sweet, round one bobbing together. She started on moaning while he started pumping her a little bit deeper, a little bit faster, all the while cupping the nice round, white titties in each hand and rubbing them in circles.
