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Wednesday, September 2, 2026

[SS-1739] Ride Drowsy


RIDE DROWSY

The star football player was out cold on the team bus, head tilted back, mouth slightly open. He looked so fucking peaceful after crushing it in practice. The pranker teammate saw his chance.


He quietly unzipped the sleeping stud’s blue vest, exposing those thick, sweaty pecs and ripped abs. The guy’s body was insane — shiny with sweat, muscles bulging even while sleeping. 

The pranker grinned and started snapping pictures, already imagining how hard he’d roast him with the group chat.


Then the big player started mumbling in his sleep.

“Ohh god… you smell so nice… fuck, I’m gonna cum just by smelling you…”

The pranker froze. The player’s hips rocked a little, thighs twitching. Suddenly his grey shorts darkened at the crotch. A huge wet spot spread fast as the stud groaned low and shot a massive load in his pants from whatever dirty dream he was having.

The pranker’s cock jumped in his own shorts. He leaned in closer, trying to get one last embarrassing photo of the huge cum stain… but the thick, musky smell of fresh cum hit him hard.

“Fuck…” he whispered.

He couldn’t stop himself. He leaned down and pressed his face right against the soaked bulge, licking the warm cum through the wet fabric. The taste was salty and strong. He moaned softly and sucked harder, mouthing the player’s still-hard cock through the shorts like a desperate slut.

He didn’t hear the soft click of the camera.

The star player was awake now, smirking down at him with heavy, satisfied eyes. He held up his phone, clearly recording the whole thing.

“Damn, bro,” the player said quietly, voice rough from sleep. “Didn’t know you wanted a taste that bad.”

The pranker pulled back, lips shiny with cum, face burning red. But his own dick was rock hard and leaking.

The player just chuckled and grabbed the back of his head, gently pushing him back down toward his messy crotch.

“Go on then… clean it all up before the other guys wake up. And smile for the camera, you little cum eater.”

The pranker whimpered but obeyed, burying his face back into the warm, cum-soaked shorts while the star player filmed every second with a big, cocky grin.


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