With how obsessed you are with football, I wonder if you get hard each time you watch those tight asses in shiny pants. Are you a football ? When you stand for the anthem, do you have to put your hands over your junk? I know your fantasy.

It starts in the locker room, as you follow your favorite player back to that wet, hot, sweaty changing area. You’re caught. You freeze. He is not happy that you’ve tried to snap a photo of his bare ass. He calls attention to you, and the entire team turns their attention to the scrawny peeping tom in the middle of the room. “What are you, a fucki... Show more