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JPS: Chase at the Club


The crowd was going wild! Who knew this skinny white boy had such a phat booty, and better yet, knew how to twerk it like a pro! How did Chase end up like this? It’s the result of a string of bad (or some might say good) decisions.

Chase was your typical Southern redneck jock. He wasn’t very muscular, but he loved to mess around with friends, play sports, and get drunk and wild. His buddies always joked around that he had the phattest ass in town, even bigger than the black girls. It definitely was. Huge, pale and jiggly, it naturally bounced with every step he took. He even joked around and bounced it on purpose sometimes. Whenever he did that, his buddies would get real quiet. Chase just laughed it off.

Chase and his buddies were enjoying spring break, and as a joke they signed him up for a twerking contest. They were so drunk that when Chase was called to the stage, he enthusiastically jumped up and started twerking his ass off, imitating those nasty chicks in rap videos. When he pulled his shorts down, he had completely forgotten that earlier that night his buddies had dared him to wear a thong. 

Uh oh…

He was so drunk, it was like his hips were moving on their own. He was getting really into it, things getting hazy… the crowd’s cheers sounded like they were underwater. A strange feeling was building up in him, it started out warm, but then started to itch, getting more intense. Where was it… in his hole? He had no idea how nasty he looked, feeding off the crowd’s energy. Suddenly, his knees gave out and he screamed. He totally lost control, had no idea what he was doing. The crowd went silent. Within a minute his head cleared, and he looked over his shoulder… why was there a small puddle on the stage?

His buddies were surrounding him, congratulating him on winning the contest. They helped him to his feet and started escorting him towards their hotel room.

“Dude, you were AMAZING! Everybody loved you! We knew that big phat booty would win!”

 “Woah… what happened back there? Where did that puddle come from??” Chase’s head was still cloudy. They helped him onto the bed. For some reason, Chase raised his jiggly white boy booty up.
“Man, we had a theory, but we weren’t sure… You got a disease, bro. But don’t worry, we know EXACTLY the medicine you need.” Chase looked around the hotel room. His buddies were all stroking their dicks, pulling them out of their shorts. Woah, who knew they were all so hung??

Chase’s hips started moving on their own again. He was so wet from his attack that there was barely any resistance when his friends started to shove their thick pieces of meat into Chase’s pink pucker, making his juicy melons bounce and twerk with every thrust.

Chase and his buddies had a wild night. They thoroughly used his hole, pounding and slamming it until they couldn’t cum any more. Chase lost count of how many times he gasmed. Hope housekeeping doesn’t mind the totally ruined sheets and bed. The guys definitely had a spring break they’ll never forget. Chase discovered a new talent, and his buddies don’t ever have to complain about no pussy being around again.

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