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>1980
>dad is coach of Georgetown varsity crabcock team
>his team was very big size-wise but underrated
>going to play historic rivals Syracuse
>Cuse is ranked #2 in the nation, on a 57-game winning streak
>they have a small lineup (short guys, short cocks) but they are nimble and have magic fingers, no homo
>Cuse always pulls bullshit ball- and ass-licking but they suck off the refs before the game
>Cuse's field house about to be replaced by a new crabcock arena (close-zoom cockcam, balcony seating, cocksicle stands, the works)
Enough setup
>last game in shitty field house
>Syracuse aggressors comes out firing, go straight for Georgetown aggressors
>they focus fire, aiming one at a time and dodging hands
>Eventually 3-2 Cuse, cum everywhere
>Gtown only has defenders left
>Dad yelling "Claw Back! Claw Back!"
>defenders get the message, use reach advantage
>fingers in anuses everywhere no homo
>Cuse aggressor moaning from knotty-ass knuckles in his butthole
>cums on his own stomach and collapses
>short-ass Cuse defenders crab-back-away, fear in their eyes
>Georgetown defenders move in for the kill
>one guy handsprings in front of the ref blocking his vision, other crabjumps over the two Cuse defenders
>jumping guy flicks both urethras while in the air
>penises are now fully primed, 3.5" apiece. Cuse defenders seeing white
>First Georgetown defender slides backwards, sticks one index finger in each butthole, wags it side to side
>Cuse defenders cum all over each others' chests, eyes roll back, collapse in ecstasy
>2-0 Hoyas
>dad runs over to PA booth
>yells
>"MANLET FIELD HOUSE IS OFFICIALLY CLOSED"
Ol pop-pop knew how to rustle some testes. I'm now coach of the Georgetown varsity crabcock team, following in Dad's footsteps.
>ask me anything