Pete and Stefan

This story is not meant to imply anything about the sexuality of any of the celebrities mentioned in the story.

The usual caveats apply. While this is a fantasy, we can always hope! Be sure to check out the earlier parts of the story for background of the plot.

Pete and Stefan - The First Time

Pete Sampras entered the locker room, relieved to have won his first match at the US Open. Even though he was only 18, he had moved up quickly in the rankings, and he hoped a decent showing here would push him even higher. He knew some of the other guys were out to get him because of his newness on the pro tour, and he had even overheard a couple of them talking about how to make him look bad. It hurt him to know people could be like that, but he decided to work even harder. His goal was to become the #1 ranked player no matter what. He was going to give it his best for as long as he could.

The only thing that bothered Pete was his fear that his personal feelings about other guys might become known to the wrong people. He had tried to put these thoughts out of his mind. He had even done the normal things other guys his age did. He asked girls out, had a good time with them, and was the perfect gentleman with them. But he could never get those other thoughts out of his mind -- the thoughts of him being with another guy, of the two of them jerking off, and, even worse, kissing. Some mornings Pete would wake up covered with sweat. He always had a morning hard on, but on these occasions his cock seemed even bigger than it usually was, and his balls ached. Sometimes, he would start to cry as he thought about what he really wanted -- to be with another guy. But he would quickly try to put it out of his mind. The thought scared him.

He entered the locker room, and there were only two other jocks there -- Stefan Edberg and Boris Becker. They were at the top of their games, both had won some big tournaments, and both were idolized by the fans. Stefan was quiet, reserved, polite to a fault, and had nerves of steel on the court. Boris was just the opposite -- loud, sometimes abrasive, occasionally rude, and drove his opponents to distraction when he played. The two were friends, but Pete could not see how. And now they were in a heated fight. Pete wasn't sure what language they were talking in, but it wasn't English. It didn't matter. It was obvious they were pissed off at each other. When Pete walked by, Boris looked up, made some comment in German at Pete, then started in on Stefan again. Always the nice guy, Pete walked up to the two jocks and tried to lighten up the situation. Once again, Boris glared at Pete, then spoke to him in English. "Why don't you mind your own fucking business, asshole." Stefan gasped. Pete responded by smiling, then saying "It takes one to know one." Boris lost it. He grabbed Pete by the arm and punched him in the stomach. Pete doubled over in pain and moaned loudly. Boris turned and left the locker room, leaving Pete collapsing on a bench and Stefan in shock over his actions.

Stefan quickly went to Pete and helped him to sit up. Tears well up in Pete's eyes, and when he saw the same thing happening to Stefan, he started crying . Stefan held Pete in his arms as Pete's tears turned to sobs. It had especially hurt that Boris had been one of the guys in Pete's dreams. Now here he was, having been humiliated by Boris in front of the top-ranked player on the tour. He quickly composed himself and pulled himself away from Stefan's arms, his face streaked by his tears. Stefan asked Pete if he was OK, and Pete responded by saying "Oh sure, I just took a punch from Boris, cried like a baby, and you're asking me if I'm OK. Are you crazy?" Stefan, shocked, stood up and quickly moved away, saying "Sorry, I was just trying to help. I was hoping we could be friends." When Pete heard this, he realized what a jerk he had been. "I'm sorry, Stefan. Please don't go. I--I really need a friend right now."

That moment was the beginning of a great friendship for both young men. Over the next few weeks, they were almost inseparable while on the tour. Pete was thrilled to have Stefan show him around, take him to media events and parties, and just have someone to talk to. Stefan was also very happy. He had never made friends easily, and he saw in Pete someone who was like him -- quiet, strong, and determined. The only problem was that each of them harbored a secret. A secret they were scared to death the other would find out. A secret that would ruin them if it ever became public: they fantasized about each other. Stefan had never wanted another guy like he wanted Pete. Sure, there had been other boys when he was growing up, and there were other guys on the tour he had bedded, like Boris and Yannick, but Pete was driving him nuts. All he could think about at night as he lay in bed was Pete.

And every evening as Stefan lay sweating in bed, stroking his hard cock as he thought about being naked with Pete, Pete was doing the same thing. He jerked off his huge dick, sweat pouring off his body, as he thought about kissing Stefan, about running his hands over Stefan's beautiful body, about ...

Pete thought there was a problem. The problem was he was a virgin. He had heard about guys sucking cock and fucking each other, and he wanted to do both of those things, but he had been so scared for so long, he had just about given up hope of ever being with another guy. Little did he know this was about to change in a big way.

A few weeks later the men's tour was in Australia. Pete's coach was unable to be there, nor were his family or agent. Pete was by himself. It was scary, but it was also liberating. Two nights before play was to begin, Stefan arrived, and called Pete from his room. "Hi Pete! Wanna come up and mess around?" Pete was thrilled. "Sure! I'll be right there!" He left his room and was in the elevator before he realized he was wearing only a pair of gym shorts. "God," Pete thought. "I hope no one gets on the elevator." Fortunately no one did, and he ran from the elevator to Stefan's room. When Stefan opened the door, Pete burst in saying "Sorry, but I was so glad you called that I forgot to put more clothes on." Then he realized Stefan was buck naked! The two jocks looked at each other, then both burst out laughing. They laughed until they cried. Finally, Stefan put his arm around Pete's shoulder and the two went into the suite's kitchen. They helped themselves to beers, then moved out to the private balcony and flopped onto chairs in the sun.

Neither boy said a word. Their minds were racing. Both were scared of what they wanted to say to each other. Stefan broke the ice. He stood up and moved behind Pete, putting his hands on Pete's shoulders. Electricity jumped through Pete's sweaty body as he felt Stefan's hot hands. "How long have we been friends, Pete?" The handsome American answered "I guess about 5 months or so, right?" Stefan continued, "You know I would never do anything to hurt you. And I would never ask you to do anything you don't want to do. But I have to tell you something. If it upsets you, I'm sorry, but I can't keep quiet any longer. Pete, I'm gay. I've known it for a long time, but you're the first person I've ever told." Pete was frozen. He didn't know what to say or how to respond. Stefan went on, "The reason I'm telling you this is because--because--it's because I like you a lot, Pete. A lot more than just as a friend." With that, Stefan moved his hands from Pete's shoulders down to his hairy chest. He stopped at Pete's large nipples, letting his fingers massage them and pinch them. Then he leaned forward and kissed Pete on the cheek.

Pete remained frozen, scared to death. Finally, he croaked "Oh God, Stefan. I feel the same way about you, man. I just didn't know how to tell you." Tears streamed down his handsome face. This time, however, he needed no help. He stood up and faced Stefan, who was also crying, and the two handsome boys embraced, their lips crushing each other, their tongues tasting their buddy's warm jock saliva. Pete could feel Stefan's hardon against his shorts, and his own prick was aching for release. Stefan took Pete by the hand and the two young hunks went back into the room. Stefan led Pete to the bed, then dropped to his knees, running his hands over Pete's incredibly hairy teenage legs. He had wanted to feel the boy's hairy body against his for so long. Now here he was actually doing it! He looked up to see Pete's shorts tented out in front, the hairy jock's massive cock obviously ready for action. Stefan hooked his fingers into the elastic of Pete's shorts and pulled the flimsy material down his legs. When his cock was freed, it flopped obscenely up against his hairy stomach then hung in a free-standing erection, precum oozing from the exposed head.

Stefan was in heaven! He knew it would be great to be with Pete, but this was even better than his best fantasy. Wasting no time, Stefan stood up and the two of them got onto the bed. Stefan crawled between Pete's legs and grabbed the dark-haired jock's enormous cock, fisting it, then lowering his mouth to it and deepthroating the entire 9 inches in one try. Pete gasped in amazement and at the incredible sensation this caused over his whole body. He spread his legs as wide as he could, groaned loudly, then put his hands behind his head, sniffed his raunchy armpits, and looked down his hairy chest and stomach to watch the beautiful blond jock make love to him.

Pete could feel his balls churning, and he didn't want to cum yet. He pulled Stefan off his cock, and a big Sampras grin spread across his face as he saw the long stream of precum that connected his wet cock to Stefan's chin. What a hot sight! Stefan raised himself up, then pressed his mouth against Pete's. The two humpy young jocks kissed like crazy. Their sweaty chests mashed each other. Their hard cocks humped each other's stomachs. And they loved the feel of each other's hairy jock legs. Stefan looked into Pete's eyes, then with tears in his own he said "Pete, I think I'm in love with you." Pete choked up, but managed to blurt out "Oh fuck, Stefan. I love you, too." They two boys continued to kiss and make out with unbridled passion.

Soon, Pete was on top of Stefan. He looked down an the Swede's incredible body -- hairy armpits, smooth chest, large nipples, hairy stomach, large balls, huge cock ("God, it's almost as big as mine! It must be at least 9 inches!"), and gorgeous legs. Stefan was so blond that his legs didn't appear hairy until you got up close. Then you could see the thick, blond fur covering his calves and thighs. Pete made love to Stefan, kissing and licking his entire body, then sucking his cock, savoring the flavor of Stefan's precum and sweat, realizing he had waited too long to do this.

Stefan could feel the cum rising his balls, and, not wanting to blow his wad yet, he pulled Pete off his cock. The two jocks kissed some more, then Stefan asked Pete if he could fuck him. Pete responded with a quick "Fuck, yes! I've thought about you doing me for so damned long! Yeah, Stefan, FUCK ME!" Stefan smiled that beautiful smile of his, then told Pete to get on his hands and knees. When Pete was in position, Stefan buried his face in Pete's hairy, sweaty crack. Pete gasped as he felt Stefan's tongue work over his ass, then probe his virgin asshole. When he had slobbered all over it, Stefan pressed a finger against the tiny, tight muscle. Pressing harder, he forced his way in past the second knuckle, then buried the entire finger in Pete's teenage butt. Pete grunted, and Stefan told him to relax. "Easy for you to say!" Pete responded.

Soon, however, Stefan was working two, then three fingers in and out of Pete's horny ass, and Pete was groaning and begging for more. Not one to disappoint a friend in need, Stefan spit on his throbbing erection, jacked himself off a bit, then pressed the head of his massive cock against Pete's hungry hole. "Are you ready, stud? Do you want me to fuck you?" asked Stefan. "Yeah. Do it! Fuck my jock ass! FUCK ME NOW!" As Pete pushed out, Stefan pressed hard, burying almost half of his dick in Pete's virgin butt. Pete screamed at the pain, and Stefan stopped, but Pete yelled at him to keep going. His blond lover pushed again, stuffing the rest of his erection up the hairy teenager's asshole. "Oh fuck, you're really tight, baby! God, you have a GREAT ass, Pete." Stefan pulled his cock all the way out, then shoved it in again, causing Pete to squeal some more. "Fuck me, Stefan. Oh God, YEAH! FUCK MY ASS."

Stefan pulled his dripping cock out of Pete's hole, then turned the hairy kid over, grabbed his hairy young legs, spread them wide, then started fucking him missionary style. Stefan wanted to watch Pete's face while he made love to him. He wasted to see the kid's hairy, sweaty chest, he wanted to lick those raunchy young armpits, he wanted to see Pete stroke his enormous erection. He loved the feel of the young jock's incredibly hairy legs against his own sweaty torso as he fucked his hairy stud ass. Pete was on fire. He couldn't believe how hot and turned on he was. He had known it would be great, but never in his wildest dreams had he imagined it would be like this. As Stefan leaned toward him, Pete grabbed at the back of Stefan's neck and pressed their mouths together. They slobbered on each other's heavy beard stubbles, Stefan continuing to plow Pete's tight young ass. Pete could feel the cum boiling in his nuts, and he pushed Stefan back up so he could stroke his huge erection.

Both boys were sweating profusely. Stefan pounded Pete's hot asshole with his 9-inch jockmeat, and Pete jerked off his own 10-inch prick. They were raunch rapping at each other, Pete taking the lead, obscenities flying out of his mouth as he reached greater and greater sexual highs. Suddenly, his balls let loose. He yelled at Stefan that he was going to shoot. "FUCK, HERE IT CUMMMMMS. I'M GONNA SHOOOOOT!" Stefan yelled back at his young lover, "YEAH, cum for me you tight-asset young stud. CUMMMMM BABY!" Pete's cock exploded, with volley after volley of virgin jock juice flying all over himself. His stomach and chest, his face, his hair. Still more cum on his arm and on his gorgeous blond lover. He continued to rub his hairy jock legs against Stefan as his cock let loose with still more jism.

As Pete finished shooting his load, Stefan pulled his throbbing prick out of Pete's ass. Pete grabbed it and fisted it, pulling Stefan off in just a few seconds. "Oh yes. OH YESSSS! I'M CUMMINGGGG! FUUUCK!" Stefan's balls unleashed a gallon of jock cream, spray after spray hitting Pete's face and chest, then his own sweat-soaked tennis stud body. He lay back on the bed, his hairy jock legs spread wide. Pete couldn't let the opportunity pass. Still hard, he crawled between Stefan's legs, pressed his teenage cock against the blond's hairy crack, then shoved hard. Only a few inches made it into Stefan's ass, and the handsome Swede screamed in pain, then realizing what was happening, he relaxed his ass muscles, and told Pete to do it. "Fuck me, you hairy bastard! Fuck my hot ass!" Pete pushed again, this time burying all 10 inches up his lover's hot hole. Soon they were in sync, a virtual fucking machine. Pete plowed Stefan's incredible ass, sweat pouring off his hairy body onto his blond lover's own sweaty torso. He looked down and saw Stefan's cock at full erection, and he grabbed it and jerked him off as he continued to fuck him.

Within minutes, Stefan's cock was splashing the two of them with his second load of the afternoon. While he was still shooting, Pete jerked his prick out of Stefan's tight hole. "Oh FUUUUUCK!" Stefan groaned at the sudden emptyness he felt in his asshole. As he milked the last of his load from his own shaft, he watched Pete's cock erupt in an even bigger shower than the first time. Pete squealed as he came a second time. Cum was everywhere. Both boys were covered in their loads. Their faces, their hair, all over their sweaty bods, even their hairy legs! As they gradually came down from what were the most incredible highs of both their lives, the only sounds were the loud breathing from both of them. After what seemed like hours, Pete lowered himself onto Stefan.

They kissed passionately again, their bodies squishing their loads between them, their cocks amazingly still hard! "I love you, Stefan. God I love you so much." Stefan replied "I love you too, Pete. We'll always have something special between us. I'm sure you'll have other guys, but I hope there will always be a place for me." Pete couldn't imagine every being with another boy right now, but he answered Stefan, "You will always be special, babe. You are the first. No one else can take my cherry now." Stefan smiled, thinking about the times he had been with Boris, realizing that, even though Boris was incredibly hot and loved to fuck, he was not the in same league with Pete. Pete was truly special, and Stefan was very happy to have been Pete's first love.

Pete and Stefan II - The Story Continues

As the months went by, Stefan and Pete's friendship grew and their love for each other remained strong. It was obvious that both boys would meet others and be sexually attracted to them. The two had a discussion early on, and Stefan insisted that Pete not feel tied to one sex partner. At first it was hard for Pete to understand this, but he learned to appreciate the freedom Stefan had given him, and his respect for the handsome blond increased. The 5-year difference in their ages didn't seem important. After all, Stefan was as able as Pete to keep it up and go at it again and again, sometimes four or five times without stopping for rest. Likewise, Stefan was amazed at Pete's seemingly endless supply of energy, both on and off the tennis court.

After Stefan had beaten Pete in the final of a match in Cincinnati, the two were collapsing in the locker room. The temperature had been in the high 90's, with high humidity, and the two jocks were physically exhausted. They had stripped off their sweat-soaked clothes and were sitting naked on a bench. Despite their tiredness, they were both sporting semi-woodies, and each boy looked at his buddy's sweaty, hairy body. Pete was the first to act, putting his hand on Stefan's crotch, squeezing his uncut cock and stroking him to a full 9-inch erection. Stefan moaned and leaned back against the lockers, spreading his hairy young legs and offering Pete better access to his crotch. Pete moved forward and pressed his lips against Stefan's and he continued to jerk off his lover. Both studs were startled to hear a familiar voice say, "Well isn't his a cute little sight."

There stood Boris Becker, wearing only a pair of gym shorts, his hand thrust into them, playing with himself. The smile on his face told them he was turned on by what he was watching. Behind him were two of his fuck buddies -- Magnus Larsson and Todd Woodbridge -- also giving their crotches a workover. Boris dropped his shorts, freeing his throbbing 8-inch cock, which was already drooling precum. He walked over to where Pete and Stefan were sitting, his prick inches from Stefan's face. "I figured you two might be having some fun in here. So when Todd and Magnus joined me in the other players' lounge, I told them we might see some action in here." By now, Todd had pulled off his clothes, revealing a gorgeous young body, with a thick, uncut dick and large, hairy balls hanging between two incredibly hairy jock legs. Pete had never seen Todd naked before, and he was instantly attracted to the hot young Aussie. Likewise, Magnus quickly undressed, the tall Swede uncovering a beautiful, hairy bod, with a long hard cock.

Within seconds, the five young studs were all over each other, kissing, stroking, and licking each other's hard bodies, aching pricks, and eager mouths. Stefan and Magnus were really going at it, the two hot Swedes sucking tongues, humping their straining cocks against their hairy stomachs, their sweaty hands probing their wet ass cracks. Not two feet away were Boris, Pete, and Todd, a mass of muscle, sweat, and erections, moaning as they began what would be an incredible love-making session.

Stefan and Magnus separated long enough to check out the other three, then Stefan said, "Hey guys, let's do a circle jerk!" It took a few seconds for the others to respond, but Boris, Pete, and Todd quickly pulled apart, and stood facing the two Swedes, all five boys fisting their hardons. As they formed a tight circle, they stroked their cocks and started raunch rapping, turning each other on to new highs. Free hands stroked sweaty chests, pinched sensitive nipples, probed sweaty cracks, and hairy legs rubbed against other hairy legs. The smell of sweat and precum was almost overpowering. All five boys were drenched in perspiration, their armpits soaked and raunchy. What a fucking sight!

Stefan was the first to shoot, and his big cock squirted shot after shot of creamy jock juice on his buddies as the others cheered him on. As Stefan's orgasm subsided, Boris let loose. With a loud "Oh FUUUUUUCK!" the handsome German stud started blowing his wad all over himself and Pete, who stood directly across from him. Pete lost it, yelling obscenities at Boris and feeling his own balls getting ready to unload. He watched Boris continue to shoot, realizing how hot the 22-year old was, and forgetting how badly Boris had treated him just a few months earlier. Boris milked his still-hard cock of the last remaining drops of his young load, letting them drip onto his hairy legs, his fist and arm coated with his load.

Then it was Pete's turn, and the young kid didn't disappoint the others. His massive prick sprayed the others with shot after shot of hot cum. Aiming his dick right at Todd, Pete blasted two huge moneyshots on the cute stud, splattering his sweaty chest and handsome face with his load. Stefan reached out and yanked hard on Pete's right nipple, causing the teenager to actually cum a second time. As the others watched in amazement, Pete's cock continued shooting his jock load on himself and them. While Pete was still cumming, Magnus mouthed a loud "Oh SHIT! I'm cumming. Here it CUMMMMMS!" The others watched the super hairy Swede's fist fly up and down the big 8-inch shaft, then cheered as he started shooting. The handsome blond grunted as a steady stream of jism squirted from his throbbing cock, coating his hand, his chest, and Stefan, who stood next to him. The beautiful 19 year old spread his hairy legs wide and shoved a finger up his ass as he continued to blow his load.

Finally, with the others' cocks already blown, it was up to Todd to complete the orgy. As the others stood facing him, the hot youngster spread his hairy legs, raised his free hand behind his head so he could smell and taste his raunchy armpit, then beat his meat with a frenzy. Magnus was overcome with lust, watching the cute 18 year old jerk off, and the other boys found themselves turned on again. Todd fisted his meat for a couple of more minutes, then, releasing his cock and putting both hands behind his head, he screamed loudly and grunted as his 8-1/2 inch shaft let loose with an unbelievable orgasm. None of the others had ever seen such a hands-free eruption before. Todd's cum flew everywhere, on all of them. As his cock finally quit shooting, he fell back onto a bench, collapsing from exhaustion. He was still hard, but his young body was worn out.

Before anyone could say a word, Stefan knelt between Todd's hairy jock legs and buried the kid's throbbing prick in his hot mouth. Todd moaned in approval as Stefan sucked his cock and stroked his super-tanned tennis-boy legs. Behind them, Pete, Boris and Magnus were fucking in an incredible 3-way. It was Pete's first threesome, and he was incredibly hot. He buried his shaft in Boris' tight, hot asshole, and started fucking the horny German. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against Boris', and soon the two jocks were trading warm saliva, their tongues licking each other's heavy beard stubble.

As Pete fucked Boris, Magnus pressed his cock against Pete's ass, then asked Pete if he was ready. Pete turned his head around to respond, but found Magnus' mouth meeting his own, and they kissed hard, slobber dripping off each of their faces. Magnus pushed his cock into Pete's asshole, and the younger boy squealed at the initial pain, but soon was yelling at the hairy Swede to fuck him hard.

It was only a few minutes before the five boys began cumming again. Boris yelled at Pete and Magnus to shoot their loads on him, and the two gorgeous teenagers knelt beside him, fisting their cocks over him. Boris blasted first, then Pete and Magnus let loose at the same time. As the three blasted their creamy loads on each other, Stefan and Todd screamed, and the others watched as the two humpy jocks shot spray after spray of hot jock juice on themselves and each other.

The five boys were truly exhausted, and only Pete and Todd still sported erections. Pete and Magnus kissed lovingly, while Boris joined them. Todd and Stefan held each other as their massive loads dripped down their chests and legs, the sound of their heavy breathing the only thing either one could hear. Boris looked at the other handsome studs and told them "This is so fucking hot!" and the others moaned their agreement. Pete thought about haw far he had come in terms of acting on his feelings these past months. It hadn't been that long ago that he was a virgin. Now he accepted and relished the fact that he was gay. He knew he would always love Stefan for introducing him to his new life, always cherish the moments they had together. But he also realized how hot it could be to have sex with others besides Stefan. He looked at Magnus and let his eyes roam over the hairy blond stud's body. Then he did the same to Boris and Todd. He thought that Todd was about the hottest looking stud he had ever met, and decided he wanted to get to know him a lot better.

This was the first of many hot times for the five boys, as well as for many others who would join them in the months and years ahead. Tennis jocks!

Pete and Stefan III - The Big Party

When Stefan announced his retirement from the ATP Tour, the other guys were stunned. He seemed to still be at the top of his game. He had won a number of tournaments during the year. It was as if everyone thought Stefan would be around forever. Pete was really down. Even though Stefan told him over and over again that they would still have lots of times together, Pete found it hard to deal with.

During the Australian Open, there were many parties, as usual. The Aussies love to party, often the louder and wilder the better. And few could party any harder than the two Woodies and Poo (that's Woodbridge, Woodforde, and Philippoussis). On the night before play was to start, Stefan had invited a large group of guys to his hotel room. By 8 o'clock, the party was in full swing, with handsome guys everywhere, most of them wearing just shorts and polo shirts. As luck would have it (or maybe it was divine providence), the hotel air conditioning system crashed, and before long the room was very hot. Everyone was sweating, and the boys were soon peeling off their shirts. There were more than a few horny dudes in the room, and the nearly naked bodies were having quite a reaction on a bunch of the guys.

In fact it was Pete who got things started. Surrounded by Michael Chang, Boris Becker, Carlos Moya, and Tim Henman, Pete felt his dick hardening. All the sweaty stud flesh was getting to him. Thank goodness he had worn a jock. His cock felt like it was being strangled, but at least Chang and Moya couldn't see any telltale signs. He had made it with Boris many times, and he had heard from Stefan that Tim was gay. But he didn't know about Carlos, and Michael was famous for his heavy Christian comments. In fact, he wasn't sure why Stefan had invited Michael, since the guy would probably condemn them all to hell and bolt from the room as soon as he saw any signs of gay action.

As his thoughts turned to the other boys, Pete glanced down, only to see Henman's shorts, tented out obscenely from an obvious large erection. Pete slowly looked up Tim's smooth, sweaty chest, and then the two jocks locked eyes. Tim winked at Pete. Pete couldn't believe it. Tim was so hot! The other guys around them, and the rest of the room as well, were all talking so loudly, that he hoped no one else noticed what was going on between Tim and himself. It was Michael who suddenly excused himself to use the restroom. Then Boris and Carlos moved away to get some beer. Now it was just Pete and Tim -- alone. Tim smiled at Pete and said "Man, it's hot in here, isn't it?" Pete responded with a telling comment, "Yeah, it is. And I bet it's going to get even hotter."

Tim wasted no time. He reached out and grabbed Pete's crotch, feeling up the hairy jock's basket. As he squeezed the straining pouch, Tim moved his hand over Pete's enormous erection and large balls. He looked into Pete's eyes and smiled. "Christ, it's even bigger than I imagined." Pete returned the favor, groping Tim's tented shorts and stroking the Brit's throbbing shaft. "You're pretty damn big yourself."

It was obvious to both of them that they needed to go somewhere more private, so they squeezed through the crowd and went to one of the bedrooms. It was empty. The two boys embraced, wrapping their arms around each other, their lips fighting for control, tongues probing hot, young mouths. Pete could feel Tim's hardon pressing against his own, and Tim loved the feel of Pete's hairy chest rubbing against his own smooth torso. Tim spoke first. "I have to see you naked, Pete. I've wanted to do this for so fucking long I can't stand it." Tim peeled off his gym shorts, his large, uncut dick slapping his hairy stomach. Pete wasted no time either. He shoved his shorts down his hairy legs and stepped out of them. Then he hooked his thumbs into the elastic waistband of his jockstrap and worked it down his ass and crotch. When his cock was free, it flopped into a free-standing erection, precum drooling from the tip.

Tim dropped to his knees, covering Pete's super hairy calves and thighs with kisses. The handsome Brit licked the sweaty jock flesh, savoring the taste and texture of Pete's furry legs. He then worked his way up to Pete's crotch, licking his balls, then slobbering all over the thick 10-inch shaft. Pete moaned in pleasure, then grunted loudly as Tim took half, then all of his massive cock into his throat. He looked down his sweaty chest to see Tim's nose buried in his pubes, then watched as the horny stud pulled back to the tip and went down again, and again, and again, and again, all the while stroking Pete's incredible legs. As he continued deepthroating Pete's cock, Tim moved a hand between the American's legs, finding his super hairy crack, then probing his tight, sweaty hole. With first one, then two, then three fingers, Tim worked over Pete's asshole, finger fucking his friend as he continued to suck his cock.

Pete was as turned on as he had ever been. He yelled at Tim to keep after his butt. "Oh fuck, yeah, finger my hole, Tim, finger me! Oh shit! God, you're so fucking hot!" Pete pinched his nipples with one free hand. He raised the other over his head and smelled and tasted his raunchy pit, turning him on even more. He could feel his balls churning, almost at the point of no return, when, suddenly, the door to the bedroom crashed open, and Boris and Carlos ran into the room, and started making out, just before they realized someone else was already there.

As the two hunks looked over to see Tim sucking Pete, Carlos smiled and asked Pete if they could join the fun. Tim pulled off Pete's cock, a long, thick rope of slobber and precum dangling form Pete's cockhead to Tim's chin. The other boys loved it, and gave him a hard time, then went to work on each other. Boris and Carlos dropped to the floor in a hot 69, both boys spreading their hairy legs wide so they could have full access to their crotches and cracks. Their throbbing, uncut cocks slid easily down each other's throats, and they stroked their buddy's hairy cracks and legs as they deepthroated their erections.

Meanwhile, Tim had pushed Pete onto his back. As he grabbed hold of Pete's hot legs and spread them wide, he pressed his 9-inch boner against Pete's asshole. Pete yelled at Tim to fuck his butt, and Tim wasted no time in complying. He pushed hard, burying almost half of his uncut prick up the hairy stud's ass. Pete squealed at the initial pain, but was soon begging for more. "Come on, man, give it to me. Fuck me hard, baby." Tim shoved the rest of his cock up Pete's hole, then started pounding his friend's hairy ass, sweat pouring off his handsome face and smooth chest onto Pete's glistening torso. He leaned forward, burying his face in Pete's armpit, almost choking from the intense smell and taste of the raunchy jock flesh, then moved to his nipples, kissing and chewing each one as he continued to plow Pete's ass. Pete wrapped his hairy jock legs around Tim, then pulled Tim's face to his own, and the two studs kissed hard, slobbering all over each other.

Boris and Carlos were not far behind Pete and Tim. As Carlos lay on his side, Boris fucked him from behind, the muscular German's hard cock pummeling the hot Spaniard's hairy jock ass. Carlos cried out for more. "Fuck me, Boris! Harder, yes, fuck me, YESS. FUCK MEEEEE!" Boris pounded Carlos' hot butt. Faster and harder. Deeper and fuller. The four boys were really hot now, and ...

CRASH! The door flew open again. This time, in ran Todd Woodbridge, Mark Philippoussis, and Michael Chang, all three drunk as skunks and horny as hell. The other boys froze in mid-fuck as the three newcomers closed the door and pulled off their clothes, oblivious to the four boys already in the room. None could believe Michael, who was the first to get naked, his sweaty jock body glistening with sweat and his hard young cock at its full 6 inches. Mark and Todd were close behind, both jocks now naked and sporting impressive hardons.

It was Todd who noticed the others. "Uh, guys, we're not exactly alone in here." Todd and Michael looked around, and it was Michael, who though inebriated, still managed to croak out a loud "Oh shit". But Mark wasn't going to let this stop the three of them. He dropped to his knees and easily deepthroated Michael's dick, reaching up to pinch the hot jock's sensitive nipples. That was enough to get Michael's mind back onto sex. Soon Chang was moaning in delight at Poo's accomplished deepthroating skills. Behind Michael, Todd moved into position, pressing his thick 8-incher against Michael's tiny ass, and shoving part of it into the tight chute. Chang cried out in pain. Only he knew how long it had been since he was last fucked -- 2 years to be exact -- and God it hurt, but God he wanted it more than anything else right now.

Watching this had really put the other four into overdrive. Boris fucked Carlos with renewed vigor, and Tim was really plowing into Pete. The four were trash talking, sweat pouring off their hot jock bodies. Carlos and Pete stroked their throbbing erections, feeling the jism start to boil in their aching balls. It was Boris, as usual, who was the first to cum. He pulled his cock out of Carlos' tight ass and jerked it off. With a scream, he started shooting all over his Spanish jock-lover. As his load splashed Carlos chest and face, Carlos yelled that he was cumming, too. Boris grabbed his lover's cock and pulled him off. The handsome stud sprayed cum everywhere. All over himself and Boris, and even on Pete and Tim. He came more than he had ever done before. When he was finished, Boris lay on top of him, the two hunk kissing hard, their hot loads squishing between their sweaty chests and stomachs.

Things couldn't get much hotter, right? Wrong! As Carlos and Boris made out, it was Tim and Pete's turn. The two jocks didn't disappoint the others. As Tim continued fucking Pete's hot ass, Pete fisted his enormous cock, faster and faster, sweat pouring off his hairy body. He grunted loudly, "Oh, FUCK, I'm fucking CUMMING!" Tim froze as Pete's balls unleashed a torrent of cum, spraying himself and Tim with shot after shot of hot jock juice. Still more cum, at least six, then seven, then eight money shots. Tim had never seen anyone shoot so much cum! God, he thought, this stud is awesome! He had heard from Stefan that Pete was an incredible lover, but he had never imagined he would be so fucking hot.

Tim pulled his cock from Pete's butt, peeled off the condom, then fisted his aching prick. It was Pete, however, who took charge, grabbing Tim's cock and pulling him off. "Yeah, baby, shoot your load! Cum for me you gorgeous stud! Come on, fucker, blow your big wad all over my hairy body! Yeah, cum on me! I wanna taste your load, baby!" Tim felt his balls churn, then his cock lurched, growing another inch, then blasting shot after shot of creamy juice all over Pete and himself, as Pete continued to jerk him off. More and still more cum shot from Tim's enormous cock, until finally his hairy balls were empty. He fell on top of Pete, and they continued to make love. Like Boris and Carlos, their hot chests pressed their creamy loads together. But unlike Boris and Carlos, who were physically spent, Tim and Pete remained horny, their cocks still throbbing as they humped each other's hairy stomachs and rubbed their gorgeous hairy jock legs together.

All this was not lost on the others. It was Michael, still drunk, who shouted profanities, grabbed his throbbing cock and fisted it in Mark's face. Mark taunted the short jock. "Come on, Mr. Religion, come on, babe. Shot that hot Christian load all over me. Oh, yeah, I can tell you're ready to cum, aren't you, stud!" Chang responded with a loud "FUUUUUUCK" as his prick let loose, hosing Mark's face, hair, and chest with his jock juice. Mark was surprised with the size of Michael's load, and he licked his lips, savoring the sweet taste of the stud's cream. Todd yanked his cock out of Michael's ass, and, with Mark no longer holding Michael's legs, the stocky kid collapsed to the floor and immediately blacked out, overcome with alcohol and sex.

Mark and Todd, however, were not finished. The handsome Aussies made out like crazy, running their hands over each other's sweaty jock body. Mark had been hot for Todd for years, and likewise Todd had wanted to get it on with Mark since the young stud had first joined the ATP tour. As they kissed and slobbered all over each other, Todd dropped to his knees, kissing, licking, and stroking Todd's hairy legs, then quickly deepthroated the Scud Stud's massive cock. Almost as big as Pete's cock, Mark's dick was an incredible weapon, one that numerous others on the tour had sampled, both orally and anally. Now it was Todd's turn, and the hairy stud wasted no time in sampling the younger jock's offering.

Like several others on the tour, Todd was married, but made no bones about the fact that he preferred sex with men. He and his doubles partner Mark had done it often over the last several years. He had also made it with Stefan and Pete. But his favorite fuck buddy was Tim. In fact it was his first male lover, Stefan, who had introduced him to Tim two years ago. The two had hit it off right away, and truly enjoyed being together, not just for sex. Now here he was, naked with some of the hottest guys he had ever met, sucking the enormous cock of the young Aussie standing before him. He had just watched Tim and Pete make passionate love. God, could it get any better than this?

It was then that Mark pulled Todd to his feet, then pressed his lips against one of Todd's sensitive nipples. He then grabbed Todd's hands and raised them above his head and buried his face in the older jock's gross armpits, first one, then the other, licking, inhaling, tonguing, smelling, getting off on the incredible aroma and taste. All the time, Mark fisted Todd's thick, uncut 8-incher. Todd could feel himself getting closer and closer, until, finally he lost it.

With a shout, Todd announced his orgasm. Mark stood back, released Todd's cock, and watched as it started shooting volley after volley of cum. Seven, eight, nine money shots, all over Mark and himself. His hairy chest, crotch, and legs were streaked with his own load. Not to be outdone, Mark took matters into his own hands and finished himself off. The others cheered as the dark, hairy-legged Aussie started cumming. What a sight! There was hot jock jism everywhere. Himself, Todd, Carlos, Boris, Tim, and Pete. He came more than he had ever cum before. Finally, his balls drained, he collapsed against Todd, also covered in sweat and cum, the two handsome jocks kissing hard, their cocks remaining hard and still oozing the last of their loads.

The boys could hear the party in full swing outside the door. Each one knew there would be more sex that evening. There were other hot guys out there. Thoughts of being naked with Stefan, Magnus, Greg, Pat, Jan Michael, and others raced through their minds. Boris and Carlos kissed tenderly, then separated, using Boris' shirt to wipe the remaining cum from their bodies. Tim and Pete did the same, as did Todd and Mark. As the six jocks pulled on their shorts, they chuckled with the realization that Michael would awake before long, remember what happened, and most likely run screaming from the hotel suite. Pete wondered if Michael would remember to put his shorts on before leaving. Too bad Michael was so uptight, Pete thought. He was obviously a heavy closet case, but also an incredibly hot stud.

As the boys left the room to join the rest of the party, they didn't notice Michael open his eyes, a large smile on his face.

Pete and Stefan IV - The Party Continues

As the party got on into the evening, things only got hotter. After the incredible orgy that went on earlier, it was amazing any of those guys could even walk, much less be interested in getting it on with each other. But there they were, still at it, along with all the others, who by now were either totally naked or wearing no more than gym shorts.

In a corner of the large hotel suite's living room were Jim Courier and Greg Rusedski, two of the hairiest jocks on tour. They were watching the activity, drinking beer after beer, and checking out each other's hot, sweaty bod and tented shorts. On another sofa facing them were Stefan, Pete, and Todd. These three studs were indeed naked, their dicks throbbing, as they also enjoyed some cold beer. Almost as if on cue, Jim and Greg stood up, peeled down their shorts, freeing their hardons, and moved together into a full, wet kiss embrace, as their hands stroked the sweat on their muscular backs and butts. Greg ground his dick against Jim's, and the red-haired hunk responded by thrusting his tongue deep into Greg's mouth.

The display was really getting to the other three boys, who were already horny. Stefan had spent the evening up till now making sure his guests were enjoying themselves. He had only recently allowed himself to relax, and despite a quick grope and French kissing session with Gustavo Kuertin, Stefan's balls were full of pent-up jism. Watching Courier and Rusedski make out sent him over the edge, and he reached his hands out to Todd and Pete, who were sitting on opposites sides of him, grabbing their hard pricks and fisting the hairy jocks' meat.

Todd returned the favor, stroking Stefan's throbbing uncut cock, while Pete ran his hands over his lover's sweaty, lightly hairy chest. The handsome Swede was in heaven. There was nothing he liked more than getting it on with other handsome guys, and Todd and Pete were among his favorites. Just a few feet away, Courier had dropped to his knees and ran his hands over Rusedski's hairy legs. Greg moaned and begged Jim to suck his cock. The handsome American leaned forward and easily deepthroated Greg's 7-inch prick, burying his nose in Greg's thick pubes. Again and again and again and again. Although the two jocks had never been with each other before, it was as if they were made for each other. Jim anticipated Greg's moves, and just before he was about to shoot his load, Greg pulled his dripping cock from Jim's mouth and pulled Jim up, kissing him hard, then raising his arms, burying his face in the hairy raunchy pit. Jim loved to have his pits worked over, and Greg was truly awesome. Jim moaned loudly as Greg swabbed his pits and moved on to his hairy chest, taking time to nibble and suck both of Jim's large, sensitive nips.

Greg's hands moved to Jim's crotch, and he jerked his buddy's hard shaft and pulled on his aching balls. The sensations were too much for Jim, and he cried out as his cock erupted. His load sprayed Greg's chest, stomach, and crotch. Pete, Todd, and Stefan watched with arousal as Jim's prick continued to shoot his creamy jock juice. When his balls had emptied, Jim almost collapsed, but Greg held him up, embracing him, and squishing his massive load on their hairy chests and stomachs. "That was awesome, Jim. Fucking awesome, stud!" Jim, still gasping from his orgasm, managed to croak out "Fuck, Greg, I haven't cum like that in ages. You turn me on so fuckin much, man! God, you are hot!" The two jocks continued to kiss and make out as they collapsed on the sofa, their hairy legs entwined and their tongues in each other's mouths.

By now, Stefan, Todd, and Pete were unbelievably hot for each other. Stefan looked at his buddies and said, "Let's do it, guys!" Todd immediately knelt between Stefan's hairy jock legs and went down on the Swede's huge cock, swallowing all 9 inches in one try. He pulled off the throbbing dick, then grabbed Stefan's legs, pulling him to the edge of the sofa, probed his hairy crack with one hand, stroked his legs with his other hand, and then went back down on his prick. Not wanting to be left out, Pete stood up and straddled his lover, flexing his knees and offering his monster cock to Stefan's mouth.

Stefan looked up to see his hairy young lover towering above him, then turned his concentration to Pete's cock. He flicked his tongue against the large, rosy cockhead, and he was rewarded with a gush of precum from the slit at the end. Stefan stroked Pete's hairy balls in one hand, while his other went straight for Sampras' hungry asshole. He found it quickly, and shoved two fingers in hard several times, punching the fucker's prostate, each time causing Pete's cock to squirt more precum into Stefan's greedy mouth.

With Pete's cock in his mouth and Todd between his legs sucking his cock, Stefan was at an incredible high. Two of the hottest guys on tour were having sex with him. It couldn't get any better than this. Stefan pulled off Pete's cock, looked up at his lover, and said "I want to fuck you, baby." Pete wasted no time. He quickly stepped down from the sofa. Todd pulled of Stefan's prick and watched as Pete dropped to the floor on his back and spread his hairy legs, pulling his cheeks apart, urging Stefan on. "Fuck me, stud. Come on and stick your big cock up this hairy ass." Stefan stood in front of Todd. "Get my cock good and wet, man. Good and wet." Todd slobbered all over Edberg's big dick, finally pulling off it, drool clinging to his chin.

Stefan knelt between Pete's legs, pressed his cock against Pete's asshole, and shoved his entire shaft into his lover'' ass in one plunge. "Ohhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuck!" shouted Pete. "Shiiiiit, man! Yeah! Fuuuuck meeeeee! Fuck my jock asssss! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!" Each thrust of Stefan's cock brought moans from Pete. The two were like a machine. Of course their relationship over the years had let them know how to please each other, and Stefan had learned that Pete loved to be fucked. And the harder the better. He plowed his lover's ass like he had never done before. In and out, in and out, in and out, in and out. His hairy balls banged Pete's upturned butt, sweat dripped off his handsome face onto Pete's chest, and he could feel himself getting close to the edge.

Watching this display had turned Todd on big time. He had never seen two guys fuck like Pete and Stefan were doing right now. His cock throbbed, sweat dripped off his jock body, and his gorgeous hairy legs shook with anticipation. He walked to the two lovers and straddled Pete, facing Stefan. "Suck my cock, baby," he yelled at Stefan, who complied quickly, deepthroating the Aussie's big prick, slobber dripping off his chin. Todd yanked his cock out of Stefan's mouth and walked around behind the blond jock. Getting on his knees, he positioned himself, with his shaft rubbing Stefan's hairy crack. The Swede turned around and hissed at Woodbridge "Fuck me, you stud. Fill me up with that big cock."

Todd leaned forward and kissed Stefan, then pressed his dick against his hole, shoving the entire thing up his butt on the first thrust. As Stefan cried out in pain, Todd began a slow, deliberate fuck. He matched Stefan's pounding of Sampras' young ass stroke for stroke. As Stefan pulled out of Pete's butt, Todd would plunge his cock into Stefan's ass. The three jocks were sweating like crazy. Stefan held Pete's hairy legs, kissing and licking his lover's calves and thighs. Beneath him, Pete jerked off his mammoth cock, his large hairy balls bouncing as he pounded his meat. He raised his left arm above his head and turned his head, licking as much of his raunchy pit as he could.

Other guys stood around the three fuckers, cheering them on. Stefan looked up to see Jim and Greg, as well as Mark, Boris, Carlos, Tim, Tommy, and others, all fisting their hardons, kissing each other, stroking each other's sweaty chests, and getting off watching Todd, Stefan, and Pete fucking.

It was too much for Stefan, who yelled as his orgasm got close. He pulled out of his lover's ass, and Todd did the same to Stefan, the two hunks jerking off over Pete. Stefan was the first to cum, and he sprayed shot after shot of hot juice on his buddy. Todd quickly followed, his prick erupting with geyser shots, his load hitting Pete in his chest and face. Pete opened his mouth, and some of Todd's cum squirted in as he continued to blast away.

The tennis jocks standing around the trio began to let loose now, and in less than two minutes, at least seven dudes has shot their loads on Todd, Stefan and Pete. But it was Pete who literally saved the best for last. As he lay on the floor, covered with Stefan's, Todd's, and the others' cum, he stroked his huge cock faster and faster until his balls unloaded what had to be his biggest load of cum ever. It sprayed Stefan and Todd from head to toe, then continued to shoot on himself and even the hairy legs of some of the other jocks watching the action.

When he had finished cumming, Pete looked into Stefan's eyes and smiled. "Thanks, baby. That was truly awesome! You too, Todd. I love you both." Tears welled up in Stefan's eyes and he lowered himself onto Pete's cum-covered body, the two lovers kissing tenderly as Todd worked his way to them. It was soon a three-way kiss, passionate and urgent. The other guys moved away to let the three boys have some time to themselves.