Sent: Wed, July 25, 2007 8:45 pm
Typical disclaimer shit goes here, not even gonna say it, you know the drill.
The following is a fictional story based on real people and real events. basically, its real up until the sex, which is where my imagination picks up had it really happened. enjoy and feel free to comment good or bad, foolin6906@hotmail.com. part 2 is already in progress and if you like this story check out my other one un der adult friends, "Racing Adrenaline."
"Oh good, Ryan's here," I commented as I pulled into the pool hall. My friend Chris was in the passenger seat, and his girlfriend in the back. The pool hall was our regular hang out for Friday and Saturday nights, but it had been several weeks since I'd gone. Chris had asked me the day before if I'd come out with him tonight and not having anything to do, I obliged. I was happy that his girlfriend Sammie came along because she was one of the few people that knew my secret; that I was gay. She was bi so she understood my want to not tell people. Chris was very straight (unfortunately) and she knew what it was like to hide it.
Some friends of ours were sitting outside, and I lingered for several minutes bullshitting with them. I went inside where Chris and Sam were paying and I threw my money in as well when my friend Moser came over. We started talking and headed outside. We had lot in common and ended up talking for about 20 minutes. He too was straight as an arrow, although he had a tendency to play around a bit, like grabbing peoples' packages or smacking their asses. He was stocky, around 5'6", with a bit of a belly. He wasn't grossly fat by any means and with a shirt on actually looked like he was built. While BSing with Ryan, someone walked up that caught my eye. He was about 5'10" and was wearing a white wife beater and black gym shorts which showed his package off nicely while he waked. He seemed to have a real nice body from what I could see in the darkness.
I cut it short with Moser wanting to take a closer look at this boy. My friends got a table near the back so I studied him out of the corner of my eye. He had a very nice build and had a tattoo on his right bicep of a cross. I quickly picked up, however, something peculiar stood out bout him about...well...the way he stood. He was leaning against the pool table, but his ass seemed perked out, in a way that made me think he was gay, or could be. I didn't want to get my hopes up though. I noticed that at the table next to his was two kids I went to school with: Blair, a fairly cute and muscular boy but also straight as can be, and Jimmy, who was tall and very built with the body of a man and adorable blonde hair. i think he was about 16, and Blair about 17. He didn't have the cutest face but his body certainly made up for it, and the wife beater he was wearing showed that off well.
My friends and I shot pool for a few hours, and I eventually pointed out the unknown hottie to Sammie and mentioned that I thought he might have been gay. She looked at him and agreed and suggested I go talk to him, but I declined since I didn't know him. I kept my eye on him through out the night, and noticed several times that he seemed to have a girl by his side, but he showed no direct affection for her, at least when I was watching. Around 11:30 I went out to my car and I noticed that the mystery boy had gone from the table he was using to my former classmates' table, and I took this as an opportunity to maybe get closer. I approached Blair (since I knew him best) and began talking to him randomly about whatever I could think of. Mystery boy was on the other side of the table.
Shortly after I struck up a conversation with Blair, Jimmy came over and interrupted our conversation and said to me, "Dude, are you gay?" he giggled some as did their friend that I'd been eyeing up. Fearing I'd been caught, I downplayed it. "Uh, no," I replied, trying to give off a confused look. I answered seriously, but tried not to give off a pissed off tone so as to not make it obvious. I quickly went back to my conversation I'd been having with Blair as if it hadn't happened. A moment later he interrupted again, this time asking,"Do you want my penis?" I looked at him blankly. "...no?" I said. I looked at Blair, who was giving Jimmy a "what the fuck" look. I looked back at Jimmy, who was giggling along with his buddy. I wanted to say yes so badly but I knew he wasn't serious, and plus it was around other people. "Cause you can have it," he said, his friend now busting out in laughter. I looked at Blair and said, "I'm not gonna ask." He was still giving them a "wtf" look before bringing his attention back to me. "I'm not going to either," he said, and we quickly went back to our conversation. I was no longer comfortable there, fearing I'd been discovered so easily.
I ended the conversation quickly and went back to my friends and tried not to pay them much more attention. My friends were getting ready to leave, but I needed to go to the bathroom real quick. I told them to head up to the front and I'd be up shortly. The bathrooms were in the back around a private room. There was a men's and women's room, and each was only big enough for one person at a time. I walked into the men's room. There was a recess on the immediate right where the sink was. The toilet was in the left back corner and the urinal was mounted next to it. I was just about done relieving myself when the door opened. I looked over my shoulder to see Jimmy walk in, his friend in tow. "What the hell are you doing?" I asked as I finished up and zipped. He pulled his shirt up over his head, and his friend locked the door behind him. Jimmy's ripped chest was now showing and it was hard not to look. "I told you you could have it," he said, looking downward at himself. There was a gigantic bulge in his jeans that up until now I hadn't noticed, but it caught my attention more than his hot abs and pecs. "Wait, me first," said his friend. I had almost forgotten he was here at this point. "So we know he can handle you." He began to pull off his shirt as well.
"I'm Ron, by the way," he said as he pulled the shirt over his head. I looked down at him, his gym shorts clearly showing just how excited he was. "Well, don't just stand there!" Ron said as he began to pull down the waist of his shorts. Now knowing that I was pretty much getting my dream come true, I took advantage of it. Before he could pull his shorts off, I reached out and put my hand on his, stopping him. I knelt down in front of him, and slowly pulled his pants and boxer briefs down to his ankles. His big cock sprung out in front of me, hard as a rock, begging to be sucked. It was a good 7.5" long, with two golf ball sized nuts hanging underneath it. I gave into temptation. I began by licking the head, focusing on the underside. I took it into my mouth, slowly at first, getting the first coat of saliva on it. I wasted no time and began to deep throat him right away, easily stuffing his cock all the way into my throat. He placed one of his hands onto the back of my head, and I reached both of mine up onto his ass cheeks, eventually sliding them down to his upper thighs. His body had no hair whatsoever except for a faint line of pubic hair around his cock.
He also had no tan line around his waist, so I assumed that meant he sunbathed naked given how dark he was. I had noticed earlier that he was incredibly tan, particularly his arms and upper back, enough to make you think he wasn't white if you didn't look at his legs. "Yeah, he can definitely handle you," he said. Up until this point Jimmy had been standing next to Ron, is back against the wall. I hadn't really been paying attention to him. Now he had turned towards us and stepped closer. I could see him out of the corner of my eye, but I took a short break from Ron to take a better look. He still had his pants up, but while I was busy he had managed to pull his cock out of his fly, and what a cock it was. It was plump but not at full mast, and was easily nine inches. He was stroking it slowly as he moved within inches of my face. "At least let me finish," Ron said as he shoved his cock in my face.
Jimmy got an exasperated look on his face and took about a half a step back, but continued facing me. He continued stroking his cock slowly but looked down at Ron, who was now shoving his cock into my face. "I'm almost there anyway," he said as he rubbed the head on my mouth. I took it into my mouth again, and we were soon back to the position we had been in. He placed his hand on the back of my head, and began thrusting into my mouth. I felt Jimmy grab my hand from my side. He reached it up to his cock, putting my hand on it. I began to stroke him, squeezing his thick shaft in my hand. He started getting firmer in my hand, and I played with it as I continued sucking off Ron. He began moaning quietly with his thrusts. He buried his cock deep in my throat before whispering, "Here it comes."
I felt his load of man juice explode in my mouth. I had a firm grip on Jimmy's cock, and squeezed harder as Ron pumped five or six loads down my throat. He finally stopped and pulled out of my mouth, and I swallowed his load. "My turn," Jimmy said with a smile. Ron took a step back and Jimmy stepped up to me. He was now at full mast, my hand still gripped hard around his shaft. He was massive, I couldn't even begin to guess how big it was. I reached up and unbuttoned his jeans and let them fall to the floor. His cock was now sticking out of the fly of his boxers. I began to pull them down, stretching the waistband over his huge cock. Like Ron, his whole boy was nicely tanned with no lines around his package. He also had no hair on his body except around his cock, which had a small tuft of hairs about 1 /4" long. He had a pair of beautiful plump balls that were quite large, about 1.5 times the size of golf balls.
He was now towering over me, his 6'2" frame shadowing me as I remained on my knees. I quickly went to work, sucking on the head first, working the underside with my tongue. I began to take in more of his shaft, and he moved his cock in rhythm to my mouth. At this point I was only taking about half of it but I knew I could do better. I slowly worked my way down his shaft until he entire thing disappeared in my mouth. The tip of his cock pressed against the back of my throat, but it wasn't enough to choke me and fit quite comfortably to be honest. "Oh my god.. ." I heard him trail off. "Damn," I heard Ron comment from beside me. I came up about half way and then went back down to the base. He put his hand on top of my head as I began to pick up speed on his cock. He began moving his waist to the rhythm to my flow, shoving himself completely into my mouth.
I was moving faster now, and he was starting to let out little grunts with each push. I reached my hand up and placed it on his chest, running my hand over his ripped abs before resting it near his pecs. He took his free hand and slid it back downwards until it was on his lower abs and naval and held it there. He put his hand over mine and began to squeeze it. He began to really push my head down, only letting me come up a few inches from his base. I could hear his moans getting more intense, and he was trying to keep them quiet. Finally after a few more minutes, he began to squeeze my hand tight, and held my head in place about an inch and a half from his pubic hair. He let out a long sigh, and I could feel his juice begin to squirt in my mouth. He pushed against me with each pump, which after the third or fourth one I began to choke a bit. I was trying to swallow but I couldn't keep pace with the ocean of cum being sprayed into my mouth. I started coughing, and he pulled out about halfway as he continued unloading. Finally after about the ninth load he was done. At this point he had put so much cum into my mouth that it was dripping down my chin.
I was still trying to swallow as he slowly withdrew his cock from my mouth, and as the head left my lips a mix of saliva and sperm drooled down my chin. He reached down and lifted my chin up with his pointer and middle fingers and smiled. He wiped my chin with his finger and put it in his own mouth, tasting it, and laughed a little. I stood up and looked over at Ron, who had an amazed look on his face. He had pulled his shorts back up but was still shirtless. Jimmy bent over and pulled his pants up, his horse cock, which was still deflating hanging over his fly. He forced it in his pants and zipped up before reaching over his shoulder and grabbing his shirt which was sitting on the sink counter, and tossing Ron his as well. I was still raging hard at this point, still trying to get over the events that had just occurred. Once he was redressed and ready to leave, he pulled piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to me. "Call me sometime," he said with a wink as he walked out the door. Ron was right behind him with a smile on his face and threw me a wink. I uncrumpled the paper, and it had a phone number written on it. Some how I knew that tonight wouldn't be the last time I'd see Jimmy or his beautiful cock.