It Happened On Manhunt: The 3-Way With An NFL Player

What beefy NFL football star had a threesome with a hot marine and a hungry tag-team bottom while visiting Philadelphia? For today’s installment of It Happened On Manhunt, we’ll be exploring this blind item in detail, courtesy of a story submitted by one of our fine Manhunt members.

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To read this member’s story and see more pics of Brandon Kent, follow the JUMP:

Have you ever had a time in your life where things felt so surreal that it was like you were dreaming? Like you can’t believe this is happening to you because this kind of shit never happens to you? Well, that’s how I felt this night.

A couple of years ago I took the day off work to spend it getting ready for vacation. I had a flight to Florida the next day, so I’m running errands, doing laundry, cleaning up, etc. By the afternoon, I’m starting to get horny, so naturally I sign on to Manhunt and leave it up while I finish up everything else I need to do.

I finally get a chance to sit down and search through the men in my area and find my evening activity, so I can have a nice start to my vacation. I’m searching and I’m looking around the Philadelphia area, and I come across the profile of a guy who states he’s visiting the area for the night and looking for bottoms and/or tops.

Now, I have no problems with visitors to this fine city. I actually like them… You can fuck like there’s no tomorrow, and you don’t have to worry about seeing them again. So I pulled up the profile and noticed his pics–nothing really revealing about them, just a torso shot. But what a mighty fine torso shot it was!

This guy was that hot beefy muscle build with a hairy chest and tummy, and I thought there was potential. So I shot him an email and walked away to finish my packing. I come back like ten minutes later, and he tells me that he’s in the city for tonight only and looking for a hot bottom to fuck and, if possible, another hot top to fuck said bottom.

I got interested, so he asked for my phone number and I gave it to him. He called from a blocked number, and we chatted a little bit about what he was looking for, where he was, etc. I asked for a face picture, because I normally never meet anyone without one. He said he didn’t have one due to the nature of his profession. He has to remain completely discreet but he said he’s very well hung, hot and I wouldn’t be disappointed.

Normally, I don’t fall for that bullshit line, but something about his cocky attitude and that hot voice made me think, why the hell not? I mean, he’s got a hot body. If he’s ugly, I can either walk away or that’s what light switches were invented for.

He told me he’d be checking into the Mariott in Center City Philly around 8:00PM, and he’d email me when he got there and give me the information for the hotel. So fast forward to around 8:00PM, and I get an email from him on Manhunt. He tells me he’s checked in and gives me the Mariott’s phone number, his room number and the name to give the front desk. He tells me to call when I’m all cleaned up and ready to come over.

I get freshened up, jump in the car and call the hotel. I gave the front desk the room number I was calling. They asked for the hotel guest’s name, which I thought was really weird because that tactic is generally used when there is a celebrity staying in a hotel who wants his phone calls fielded. I’m thinking to myself, who the hell is this guy?

He picks up, and I verify that I’m on my way and will be there soon. He gives me the room number, tells me where the elevators are and urges me to be discreet while passing the front desk. So I get there and (ever so stealthly) get to the elevator and start heading up to the room. I get to the door. I’m a little nervous as it is, and knock, a couple seconds go by, then I hear him fumble with the door. He opens it.

I swear to god, I could have dropped to my knees right then and there. He answered the door in just a pair of mesh pants, and I gave him the up and down. This guy was gorgeous and what a body! When I got to his waist, I could see that big bulge in his pants and, yeah, apparently he wasn’t lying about being well-hung.

Anyways, I start looking at him again, and he looks really familiar. Before I could stammer out a formal “hello”, he grabs me by the front of my shirt and pulls me into the room. I guess I took too long staring at this gorgeous specimen of a man. He shuts the door, and I get a good look at this beautiful suite that he’s staying in–posh and oppulent. I’m thinking to myself, “Okay, this isn’t adding up! Who the hell is this guy?”


He comes up behind me, and we exchange introductions. Then he apologizes for the formality, but if we were going to get into any sort of action, I needed to sign a simple non-disclosure form stating that I wouldn’t reveal any personally identifying information of this guy to anyone.

Here I am thinking, I don’t even know your name! And who just has one of these agreements handy? This guy has done this before! So, you know, I’m not one to kiss and tell or anything. I said screw it and signed.

As soon as I put the pen down, he attacked me! Started making out with me so passionately that it wasn’t long before my dick was hard as a rock and leaking pre-cum. Then he pulls away, apologizes and I finally get a real good look at him. I finally remember where I know this guy from…

He’s a fucking NFL player!!! A very popular one!!! I was about to say something, and he kinda knew what was on my mind. He admitted he was a football player, and no one knows about his preference for dick.

Then he asked me if I really wanted to bottom tonight, and I replied with a weird expression, “…Umm, yeah” He grabbed me by the hand and pulled me into the bedroom. Well, lo and behold, there was another guy in the bedroom! This hot marine I had seen out at the bars in Philly and, of course, on Manhunt.

Well, I started to think I was dreaming! I almost pinched myself to make sure I was awake. I mean, really, I am about to have sex with this hot NFL player, and he’s invited over this marine who’s just sitting there in a jockstrap rubbing his crotch as I walk in. When I realized this was actually going to happen, I had a big huge smile on from ear to ear.

The football player started kissing my neck. The marine got up, walked over to me and started making out with me, as they both started to take my clothes off. Here I am, sandwiched between two of the hottest guys I’ve ever been with, naked as can be and, well, I just did what came natural…

I got on my knees and pulled out both of their cocks so I could start sucking. The marine was nicely equipped. I started sucking him first, as I pulled out the football player’s dick. About then, I just came to a dead stop. This fucker wasn’t lying! He was huge! His cock was humongous! I stared in sheer amazement and looked up with a smile. He just replied, “Yeah, it’s ten inches.”

I giggled a little bit and started to suck on his dick like a fiend! There was no way I was getting this all the way down my throat, but I sure as hell was going to try! That’s when the marine pulled away, positioned himself underneath me and started to eat my ass. I was in fucking heaven at this point.

Here I was, having my ass rimmed and getting skull fucked by two guys that made my dick leak precum just by looking at them. We eventually made it to the bed, and that’s when the real fun started. I jumped on, laid on my back, while the marine came over and shoved his cock in my mouth. The football player lifted my legs in the air, sized up my hole and started to tongue fuck me.

The oral sex olympics went on for awhile, me sucking both of their cocks, eating their asses, sixty-nining. Them swapping turns sucking each other and rimming, and me just sitting back stroking my dick watching these two guys go at it…

Finally, they put me on all fours. The marine was fucking my face, while the football player rubbed his huge dick on my ass and smacked my cheeks with it. He rubbed the head on my hole until I couldn’t take it anymore and begged him to fuck me.

And that’s what he did! He threw the condom on, lubed my ass up good and slowly started to enter me. I winced in pain at first, as the marine held onto me making sure I was okay. Then I looked at him, smiled and turned my head toward the football player to tell him to fuck me. To really fuck me. And that’s what he did!

He fucked me so hard, I couldn’t even continue to suck the marine’s cock because I was afraid I might bite it. This dude went balls deep in me with his ten inch cock. I felt like I was in a porno! Then the football player backed off and the marine got up ’cause it was his turn.

The football player flipped me over onto my back, as the marine threw my legs in the air and slid right in. He started pounding me to the point where I was moaning like a banshee. I was so loud, the football player had to shut me up by sticking his dick in my mouth and face-fucking me again. That must have been a sight to see. Me on my back, legs over the marine’s shoulders. He’s furiously fucking the hell out of me with the football player over top fucking my face… Damn!

This went on for awhile–the two of them taking turns on my ass until they both couldn’t hold out anymore. I shot all over my chest and so did the football player. However, the marine wanted me to swallow his load, and who am I to turn that down?

So I gulped up every ounce! That’s when we all collapsed on the bed and relaxed for a couple of minutes. Then I jumped up and ran into the shower, since I was covered in sweat and cum. I needed one bad! As I’m soaping up the marine jumps in with me. He smiles at me, kisses me and asks to share the shower. I agree.

We’re showering together, and I can feel his cock getting hard again as we’re rinsing off. If there was a condom there, I would have let him fuck me again! But there wasn’t. So the two of us say our goodbyes to the football player, and we leave the room.

I ask the marine if he needs a ride back to his place, and he said if I wouldn’t mind… And I didn’t! It’s the least I could do after that hot fuck, so we jump in, head back to his place close to Society Hill and he tells me to look for parking. When I find a spot, he asks me to come back to his place. Naturally, I accepted the offer, and we fucked again until about 1:00 AM. Thank god my flight wasn’t until 1:00PM!

But, yeah, that was the hottest Manhunt hook-up story I ever had. And I know it sounds a little too good to be true, but it’s all true! I still see that hot marine around when I go out, and he just smiles when he sees me. Occasionally, we’ll go back to his place for a repeat.

Though I haven’t seen the football player on Manhunt since that night, I’ll see him on TV during the football season and start to snicker whenever I catch him. Of course, I’ll never reveal why I’m doing it, and it drives my friends nuts! So, yeah, hope you enjoyed that story as much as I enjoyed being a part of it. Thanks for letting me share.

34 thoughts on “It Happened On Manhunt: The 3-Way With An NFL Player

  1. I highly doubt an NFL player would have a waiver of sort in hand.. Though this was a good “story.” But im not buying it.

  2. I won’t judge – so true or not, it was a very HOT story. Gives me ideas for a fantasy to play out with a couple fuck buds of mine.

  3. Don’t really care if the story is true or not. I wouldn’t be suprised if it is. never know about thses professional athletes. The one thing I do want to mention is give me a night with Brandon Kent and I’d be a very happy man.

  4. dunno, I guess these kinda stories used to turn me on..now that I’m older, they’re just kinda sad you know? even if it is likely fiction, a story about a guy who can’t love who he wants and is forced to have anonymous sex is just a downer.

  5. Who the heck comes up with these whoppers?? I mean, are we seriously suppose to believe this garbage?? This makes for a great erotica book, but to actually try to pass it off as a real story is pathetic!

  6. true without stating who he is it makes the whole event a lie.

    you should feel shame for selling your brethren short.

    y continue the self loathing?

  7. why most guys need to stick finger in their hole while jocking off,does that make them a vers,bottom??

  8. all that was missing was the clicheed description of how “HOT” the author was to attract the attention of this NFL “superstar”…
    [insert sarcasm anywhere]

  9. I think its true, I slept with a guy from the Red Sox I met on manhunt. Not into baseball, so i forget his name lol, he however did’t make me sign anything 🙂

  10. I dated and was with an NFL player for quite some time…I never knew about his profession in the beginning, but what i do know is throughout the whole profession they are all extremely discreet and for their own reasons. So who is to judge, its their life. Also a lot of high profile athletes will have disclosures handy, gay and straight, just to protect themselves. Sometimes people just wanna be normal and fuck like normal people without the whole world knowing!!!

  11. I DON’T KNOW…I JUST DON’T KNOW.REMINDS ME OF THE EIGHTIES IN NYC WHEN I WOULD GO OUT AND NOT MEET SOMEONE AND MY FRIENDS DID I JUST HAD TO MAKE UP A TALE TO SOUND LIKE I WAS SOOOOO HOT.LIKE THE TIME I FUCKED JOHN TRAVOLTA.YEAH THAT’S IT.LIKE THAT HAPPENED.

  12. I could see a very very high profile NFL star carrying a waiver of some sort. Real or not I sure got hard off it.

  13. The story was H.O.T but Brandon Kent ( Randy Blue ) was even H.O.T.T.E.R kept fantasizing Brandon as the author of this story ( 12Th pix after the jump ) with the football player N his ass and the marine down loading down his throat !!!

  14. I know we’re not allowed to ask who was the NFL star, but can we at least know when this took place? Manhunt has been around for 10 years now, a lot of NFL players have come and go.

  15. CLIFF NOTES: Oh yeah he was hung, stuffed my mouth and ass til I screamed bloody murder then shot all over my face mouth gulped it all up and we took wet shower it was a true story. And he was hot football player.

    NEXT!

  16. Some of you guys are so cynical and quite likely fugly so clearly stories like this have to be in the realm of fantasy. Ten years ago I had a brief relationship with my state’s (Australia) leading rugby player. He was a beautiful masculine man who is now married with a kid as he said “the closet door is now closed”. We had an incredible time together and while I didn’t have to sign a non-disclosure form, for his sake I only told my closest friends whom I could trust. I look back very fondly on that time. There are gay contact sports players with big dicks and perfect asses – it’s just a shame that they feel forced to keep the closet door firmly shut.

  17. Shenanigans.
    The whole front desk thing is bogus. No one ever stops you in a hotel if you know the room number. And the waiver just ices the cake. Dumb story.
    But even dumb stories make me hard, so not a total loss . . .

  18. I don’t understand why so many of you immediately assume that this story couldn’t possibly be true. There are many people who for one reason or another aren’t willing to display their sexual preference and choose to remain in the proverbial “closet” Let’s face it, there are still many professions that are bastions of Macho behavior and where any rumor of a person being gay would mean the end of his career. After weighing the pros and cons some will choose to live the lie and remain closeted. I WILL NOT JUDGE anyone for his or her choices.

    A couple of years ago I was involved in a short-lived affair with a US Air Force pilot. He insisted on total discretion, would only come around if he was 100% sure that I’d be alone and that the neighbors wouldn’t see, or couldn’t recognize him [usually after midnight] we could never go anywhere together but I loved him because he was the sweetest person I’d ever known. After a while he got engaged to a woman and eventually married her [they now have 2 children] that was when I ended our “relationship”

    I have never dated nor will I ever date somebody who has commitments towards another person [male or female] He didn’t want it to end and walking away was painful but we all have our limits. I could never judge him for the choices he made to be honest I understand them very well. He loves his work, he’s very career orientated and he loves the camaraderie that he has with his friends and colleagues in the Air Force. Moreover I believe that the decision to come out is and should always remain a personal one. Nobody has the right to force or expect another to come-out if that person doesn’t wish to or isn’t ready to. This is why I despise all those people and organizations that feel it’s their duty to “out” others. I have NEVER outed anybody and I NEVER will. I figure that if somebody in this day and age remains in the closet they MUST have a very good reason to be there.

  19. All of you haters crack me up. Just because your sex life is boring, nondescript or even lacking doesn’t mean everyone’s is. This story could, quite possibly, be 100% true. A lot of crazy shit happens behind closed doors, just because it doesn’t happen to you doesn’t mean it doesn’t happen. Also, non-disclosure forms are more common than you think among celebrities and their trusted agents and legal counsel advise them to have them readily available to print out from a lap top. I believe this could happen, I’m from Philly, we get into some crazy stuff in this city…if you only knew LOL.

  20. i don’t really care if this story is fiction or reality.
    (although, for the record, i’m strongly inclined to deem it “fiction.”
    more because of the underlying Tone of Boast that i pick up, than my not being able to believe such an encounter can, in fact, be had.
    as i’m sure it could.

    for those who are blessed with super-model looks.
    or/and, are willing to play the “submissive/on-bottom” sexual role.)

    rather, i want to focus on that tiny little element of this guy’s story, which was subtle enough to be missed by most readers: the very real homophobia which continues to compel many to hide whom they are, for fear of losing all.

    for, how many of us have a “no picture/no meet” policy?
    (how many of us have a “no cheaters” policy?)
    how many of us policy-upholders are painfully that we will, indeed, have to miss out on some [great opportunities], accordingly?

    that’s Homophobia (and, by extension, puritanical-style erotophobia) at work, there.
    cockblocking very effectively.

    functionally, i’m really not concerned with whether a bloake identifies himself as “bisexual,” “gay,” “straight,” “pansexual,” or whatever else, but if he conscientiously seeks out intimate encounters (whether acting as the bottom, top, or equal) with the same gender.

    i’m more concerned by my having to wonder, each and every day, about “what could have been?”
    for, maybe i, too, could have the opportunity to at least suckle the dick of an NFL player while he visits my town (for whatever).

    i mean, i’m not necessarily advocating the advent of a Global Caligula…
    …rather, we shouldn’t feel afraid to proposition anyone because “we might be ostracized for it.”

    and other guys who, otherwise, would be having cocks coming out of their very ears if they could, should not feel pressured to portraying false heterosexuality.
    i really don’t want to bed a philanderer.
    not so much because of the moral aspect, but because of the personal safety aspect — my not knowing if i would meet The One who has the (justifiably?) crazy-asséd spouse, or/and Vengeful Relatives.

    why risk my life & limb for a person who could just be using me?

  21. I almost had sex with Jimmy Maguire from Falcon Studio. But I stopped myself cause he was wasted and I don’t take advantage of drunk people.

  22. Yeah…hot story, but too vague to be believeable…someone that walks around with anonymity waivers before havig sex?  I don’t think so…again, hot story…

  23.  It sounds to me like the story of someone who works at a motel front desk and knows some details, but extrapolated the rest.

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