Memories Made At Job Corps
By: Isaiah Lincoln
Chapter 3: The ride to Job Corps with my Admissions Counselor
My exciting meeting with the Outreach and Admissions Counselor had me unable to sleep that night. I mean, how could I? The next morning I was going to get in a van and ride with the guy that I had engaged in hot sex with the day before. I laid in bed jerking my cock for what must have been the millionth time, vividly imagining Jose's fat cock dangling in my face, the huge bulging head shooting its fat wad all over my face and down my throat. All that jerking must have worn me out because I finally managed to go to sleep, dreams of Jose filling my mind.
The alarm blared next to my ear waking me from the deep slumber I was encompassed in. I quickly realized the great possibilities the day had to offer, and jumped out of bed to get dressed. I showered meticulously, and I dressed ritually preparing for the beginning of the day. I had my friend show up early to get me to my appointment. She was so ecstatic about my interest in going to Job Corps and changing my life. I felt kind of bad because I really wasn't paying much attention to her, but sex had been missing in my life for a while. I was ready for a new adventure and hot new experiences.
I showed up an entire hour early, eager to see my hot fuck buddy and ambassador to the place that was calling out to me. The early morning air felt cool as I nervously waited outside the building where I was supposed to be meeting Jose. I smoke a cigarette to calm my nerves. I closed my eyes to relax and focus, and the smell of his cologne filled my nostrils. I felt like he was pressing into me, hot and warm, his hard muscled body embracing me. His breath blew into my ear, and I heard him whisper, "I want you so bad, I can't stop thinking of you." I flew back, overcome by the sensation, and confusedly looked around. The parking lot was empty. Jose wasn't even here yet. I was an hour early, but I felt like he was near.
A hand grabbing me from behind startled the hell out of me, and I turned around ready to beat the hell out of the person I thought had just snuck up on me. It was Jose, some instinct from a more aggressive time, also made him aware that he had snuck up on me. Quickly though, I relaxed and beamed at the sight of him standing before me. We embraced knowing no one was around who could see us. "This is supposed to be a strictly professional relationship, Mr. Cardenas," I jokingly said. He laughed as our embrace ended, and his smile captivated me. His full, dark, sensual lips beckoned to me. "I want to kiss you so bad," I panted. "Well, I parked out back this morning," he replied. "I have to go rent a van for the trip, do you want to come with me since you're here already?" I must have lit up like a Christmas tree when he said that! I knew what was going to happen next.
We went around to the back and he unlocked his Echo, and I climbed in. The smell of his cologne filled the car. It was mixed with the sweet scent of his natural body scent, and it consumed me. I was enthralled and hypnotized by the scent. I breathed it in trying to make it merge with myself, my hallucinogenic experience from minutes earlier beginning to return. Jose was now sitting next to me, and I turned and smiled at him. He leaned in and put his arm around me. He kissed my face and neck and then his hot, fresh breath passed across my ear. The words came flooding out and I almost said them with him. "I want you so bad. I can't stop thinking of you." My head felt like it was going to burst as an intense heat filled me. I had to have him. I had to taste his skin, run my hands over every contour of his body, and hear him moan as I pleasured him. We kissed deeply, everything around us ceased to exist. It seemed we morphed into one and every touch we gave each other was multiplied a hundred fold. Our tongues darted back and forth, and our hands sensually caressed each other. We finally parted and let reality come flooding back to us. "What just happened there?," he dazedly asked. "Did you feel that too?" "Yeah," I replied, "pretty cool, huh?" "It was incredible and I've never felt anything like that," Jose excitedly said. He was getting lost from the feeling and I knew he was going to lose track unless I helped, so I suggested we get moving. "Yeah," he finally agreed, and slowly got moving. I couldn't keep my eyes off his engorged cock, and he quickly caught sight of my glued eyes. "My cock is throbbing for you," he called to me, gently squeezing his shaft through the fabric of his dress pants. He reached over and grabbed my hard prick, running his hand the length of my cock and then rubbing my mushroom head. "Oh, yeah," I grunted. "I wish we could just get naked and fuck our brains out." "Let's get through this day," he said, "and there is somewhere special I want to take you". I enthusiastically agreed, giving his cock a good firm squeeze.
Jose went to rent the van, and I waited in his car overcome by what was happening. Chance had somehow led me to this incredibly hot, passionate Latin stud. I was entranced by his silky long black hair, his beautiful chocolate brown eyes, his lightly tanned, richly smooth skin, and the Hispanic accent that he spoke with. I was amazed and continuously excited by the tone of his conditioned muscles and the way that they moved and rippled. I wanted so badly to lay with him in a big, soft bed, with the moonlight streaming in, and make love to him.
In my deeply entranced state I had not noticed that Jose had returned. "Isaiah," he called to me, bringing me back to reality. I looked over at him wanting so bad to kiss him. "Yeah," I managed to stammer out. "I got the van," he replied. "Would you mind driving my car back to the Workforce Center?," he asked. "Sure," I agreed, "But I don't know how much I can concentrate on driving when I'm thinking of you." He sat down next to me and reached over running his hand through my hair. "I think you can manage," he coaxed, kissing me passionately. I returned the kiss, my tongue meeting his, my mind captivated by the sweet taste of his mouth. We pulled away and after he arranged himself so his raging hard-on did not show, he headed for the van.
I followed him back to the center wondering how I was going to make it all day without touching him, and how I was going to keep a straight face so that no one else would notice there was something going on between us. We arrived and I walked over to the van to wait with him for the other people who were going on the tour to arrive. We sat together knowing that we couldn't do anything because someone might pull up and see us. "You know," he began telling me, "I haven't had this job for too long, but I've never done this sort of thing before. I've signed up a number of people to go to Job Corps, and there's been some guys and girls that I could tell were attracted to me. I kept it professional though. With you, I just don't know what happened. When I met you the other day, something started burning inside me. I was so attracted to you, and I kept having all these visions of us together. You must think I'm crazy or something, but I don't know how else to explain it." I grabbed his hand knowing no one else could see me do this and reassured him. "You're not crazy, I felt the same thing. I saw you and I had the vision of you being a boxer. That's even crazier, but it's true, and then in your office, I had visions of us together too. I think its just meant to be that we met." "I want to kiss you so bad right now," he replied, "And tonight you and me are going to have a night neither one of us will ever forget." "I can't wait," I said and squeezed his hand to show how much I couldn't wait.
We sat there talking about everything. He told me about how he got into boxing, and how going to Job Corps had changed his life. He told me about his aspirations to eventually become an attorney, and how he had started classes at the local college since starting his job as an Outreach and Admissions Counselor. I told him about some of the things that had happened in my life, and how I was following a path that I didn't know where it was going to take me. He was so open with me about his life, and I think he sensed how guarded I was about my own life. "You're different," he said, "You're not like other people. I won't ask questions, you don't need to worry. I know things for you aren't like they are for everyone else, but that doesn't matter to me. I like you, and all I know is that I want to be with you." "I know how you are feeling," I kindly told him. "I'm going to enjoy my time with you."
We waited for the other four people who were supposed to show up, but ironically no one else showed up. We waited for almost an hour after the appointed time that they were supposed to arrive before Jose decided to get moving. It really didn't surprise me that no one else had showed up to go on the tour because I had had the notion that the other people weren't going to show, and that just meant that I was going to have that much more fun with Jose.
We started out on the trip to the Job Corp center I was going to tour which was going to take about an hour and a half to get there. Half an hour into the drive, neither one us could hold back on the lust that was consuming us. I was grabbing and tugging on his engorged cock, and he in turn, was methodically rubbing my shaft. I unzipped his fly and released the trouser snake that was stretching his boxer briefs to the breaking point. He inhaled deeply and groaned as my fingers closed around his shaft. I ran my hand up and down the base of his cock, my fingers grazing and tickling the crown of his cock head. He wanted to pull over, but I reminded him that we had to get to the tour, and teased him with the old adage of "Do unto others^Å.". He grinned wide and relaxed himself into the seat preparing himself to enjoy the hot, wet, wax job I was going to give his pole. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled his pants and underwear down just far enough to get expose his huge nuts. I ran my tongue across his cock head and then flickered it in fast strides across his piss slit. My tongue drilled into the slit, opening it wide. I worked his balls with one hand, squeezing them between my fingers and pulling the sack up and down. I swallowed the head of his prick and rolled my tongue in swishes across it, coating his red swollen head with my spit. I watched it trickle down the shaft and allowed my mouth to begin its descent, following the saliva that was traveling to his balls. His member was so thick and I felt my jaws trying to pry further apart to accommodate the bloated rod. I smelled the musky, hot scent of his balls and couldn't take it anymore. I slurped my way back up his cock and licked my tongue down to his sac. He panted in ecstasy as my tongue slid down the vein that ran the length of his manhood to his balls. I took each nut and rolled it in my mouth, gently tugging and flickering my tongue on the supple skin. He undulated his hips and bucked into my face. I realized we were on the highway and that he had engaged the cruise control. "All I have to do now is watch the road, so get your lips back around my dick so I can fuck your face." "Yes, sir," I passionately rasped back at him as I hurriedly buried his sausage down my throat. My mouth was stuffed with his prick and he grabbed my head and began slamming his meat in and out of my face. My spit continued to work its way down his nuts and between his legs. I reached down and put a finger between his legs. Jose spread them wider and moaned for me to stick a finger in his chute. My finger found his hot wet button which was soaked with my spit. I continued to bob my head up and down trying to swallow his gargantuan cock. My finger pushed at his tight hole and soon the finger popped in. His rectum squeezed my finger, gripping it firmly. I had to put quite some effort, but gradually gained headway in getting my finger in his backdoor. He moaned out as my finger made it all the way in his ass, and I began to finger fuck him while gagging on his stiff muscle. I felt his nuts begin to clench, as was expected since I was frenziedly eating his bone. His hold on my head became like a vice grip as he plunged his cock down my throat and accelerated the pumping of his hips into my slobbering mouth. The head of his prick swelled in my mouth and he eased up as his juices began working their way up his shaft. "AHHHHHHHHHH!," he cried out, as his hot seed began to spurt out of his dick. "Eat my load, baby," Jose moaned out, as the sticky thick fluid went from spurts to extreme volleys filling my hungry mouth. I swallowed his cum, squeezing his balls and pumping his shaft making sure I was eating the whole damn thing. I fingered him in fast little strokes as I squeezed the head with my mouth lapping up the remainder of his gooey, creamy jism. His hand relaxed and moved away from my head and I in turn slowly removed my finger from his quivering rectum. I turned up to him and planted a kiss on his cheek. "That was so good," I cooed in his ear. "Your load is like candy; sweet and irresistible leaving me yearning for more." "Don't worry, I'll make sure you get all you can take," he passionately replied. I sat back in the chair, my head spinning, my heart racing from the adrenaline rush coursing through my body. He reached over and grabbed my aching dick. "Pull it out and let me jack you off," he directed me. I yanked my cock out and he took hold of it. "I wish I could suck you off like you just did me," he said, "But I'm going to give you one hell of a hand job." "Yeah," I moaned out as his hand began jerking my cock in slow beats, working up and down. He played with the pre-cum that was profusely leaking from my head, and then he took his coated finger and popped it in his mouth slurping on my clear juice. "Ummm, so good," he told me as he returned to stroking my dick. I humped into his hips and matched the speed that he was jerking me off at. I gripped his arm, squeezing his hard biceps. I reached over planting kisses on his arm, loving the way his hot, soft, big hand was beating my meat. I sat back moaning and groaning while this hot stud milked my prick. His hand began to more firmly squeeze my rod and then he quickened the pace of his jerking. My balls were boiling as I felt my cum fill them. I gripped the door handle and gripped his wrist as my body quaked and my load shot out. I thrust my hips into his hand as my load sprayed out and splashed the windshield and dash board. He worked his hand and collected as much cum onto his fingers as he could. I reached in my pocket and fished out my handkerchief so that I wouldn't get any of my hot load on my clothes. I wrapped the handkerchief around the base of my cock as the last remnants of my load seeped out of the head of my cock. Jose pulled his hand off my cock and began licking my chum off his fingers. I watched him stuff each finger in his mouth and suck my sticky goo up. I reached over and kissed him briefly, letting our tongues exchange the fluids we had. I sat, exasperated, and yet yearning for more. It wasn't going to be long before we would be at the center, and Jose suggested stopping at a store to buy a couple drinks and have a cigarette break. I stood in the parking lot smoking my cigarette, a big smile on my face. How was any of this happening?, I wondered to myself. I leaned on the car, receptive to the energies that were guiding my life. Let's see what Job Corps has to offer. Jose and I climbed back into the car, and began the remaining 15 minute drive to the center. I was eager to see what lay ahead for me.
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