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The following story is based on both fact and fantasy. If anyone has any similar experiences to share, I'd love to hear them. I'd also appreciate your comments, since this is my first story. Also, remember that if you're not over 18, you shouldn't be reading this. Warning: This story contains homosexual sex... if that's not your thing, skip this story. If it is, enjoy.
LOCKERROOM CUM JOCKS
Working out at my college gym is one of my favorite things to do. Not only do I get to maintain my muscular body, which is the main reason I work out, but there's also the afterward... that is, the time that I take a shower in the lockerroom, showing off my body to others while others are prancing around naked, not aware of how much I lust after those young, hard, sweaty athletes. I've even had the chance to get acquainted with some of those hard bodies (and other hard things) a few times, although not nearly as often as I like. Most of the time, it's some guy who's come to the gym not to work out, but just to check out other guys in the showers. You know the type... the one's who will wear either just a jockstrap or nothing and walk by the showers 10 times just to see who's in there and what's going on. The ones who wear a jockstrap are the ones who can't control their hardons, so they hide them with their jock. Not much good it does them, since I pretty much know who's hard and who's not.
For the past few weeks, I had occasionally seen this one hunk who was just this type of person. But, of course, the guy was the hunk to end all hunks. He was about 6'2" tall and about 200 pounds of solid muscle. This guy's pecs were huge, covered with a nice matting of fur. His back was hairy too. And, he strutted around with nothing but a jockstrap on, the pouch packed to overflowing. He displayed well what I most enjoy about jockstraps: a nicely framed ass, covered with the same fur that was so plentiful elsewhere on his body. The first time I saw him, I wasn't so sure he was interested, since he immediately left after I began to show him that I too was interested. But, since then, he has hung around a little bit more, although I haven't been too strong in showing my admiration for him, and neither has he in showing his admiration for me. Now, I'm nothing to sneeze at. I'm about 6'0" and about 190 lbs of solid muscle. While I don't have as much hair on my chest as he does, my ass has a nice amount.
On a most recent occassion, I had gotten done with my workout kinda late, a little before the gym closed for the night. On this Friday night, the lockerroom was completely deserted, to my disappointment. After my workout, I walked in and slowly pealed off my clothes. Wearing only my jock, I started to take another look around to see if anyone was around. And then I saw him, my stud. He was just coming out of the bathroom, and he, too, was wearing only his jockstrap. He was truly stunning as he walked. I smiled at him, and he gave a nervous smile back as we passed each other. When I wasn't looking at his crotch, I tried to look at his eyes, to see if he was checking me out. And, to my delight, I noticed him look me up and down.
Since the gym was about to close, I guessed that he was finishing up with his workout or he was in here looking for some action. So I quickly made my way to the showers. I almost forgot to remove my sweaty jock before I turned on the water. I was so fucking hot for him that I had to turn on the cold water to make my 8" hardon go down a little, so that it wouldn't be too obvious that I was lusting for him. I started washing myself and trying not to think about his magnificent, masculine body, but I couldn't. I continued washing, hoping he'd show up. I washed. And I washed. I was in there for about 10 minutes, and that was when I realized that either he had left and wasn't interested, or that I had scared him off by being too obvious. I got out of the shower and dried myself off.
No sign of anyone.
I went back to my locker, and put my strap back on. I especially like wearing my jock after my workout, as I usually go home and jack off while sniffing my sweat- and cum-stained jock. Tonight, I was hoping to get a little more action, but it didn't look like it was going to happen.
And then he appeared.
"Hey stud," he said.
Wow. I couldn't believe it. He was making the moves on me. He stood there, leaning against the lockers, gripping his hard cock through his jockstrap. I started doing the same. We stood there for several minutes, fondling our cocks. And then I started to walk over towards him. I laid my hands on his pecs and started to massage his chest all over. At this point, both of our cocks were straining to get out of the confines of their jockstraps.
"We shouldn't do anything out here in the open like this. We might get caught. Let's go out into the back room," I told him, guiding him to the smaller lockerroom in back where the school athletes had their lockers. I knew that we wouldn't be disturbed in this area. As we walked there, with him behind me, he started to massage my ass that was prominently framed by the straps of my jock.
Once in the back area, we both sat on the bench face-to-face and started to kiss. Our tongues battled for control in each others mouths. I conceded defeat and started sucking on his tongue as it was in my mouth. Then I moved down and started to gently suck on his nipples, surrounded by that glorious fur. I gently bit and teased his pencil eraser thick nipples. They were certainly some of the best nipples I had ever sucked on. Then I moved down to his packed jocked. I mouthed his hard cock through the fabric of the pouch. It seemed that he hadn't washed his pouch in quite a while, as I could taste sweat and what I'm certain was dried cum. Umm, umm!
I had to get my mouth on his naked cock. I pulled the strap down and was amazed at what I saw. 9 glorious inches of hard, thick meat! His circumcised mushroom head was large, and there was a drop of precum in his wide open piss slit. I immediately dove in for it and licked it up. Then I started to take the length of his cock down my mouth. I had never been with a man with such a large cock, but I was certain that I could take him down, once my throat got used to his length and thickness. Slockly and slowly, ever more of his cock disappeareed down my thrat, until my nose was in his pubic hairs.
He then started to slowly fuck my mouth as I bobbed up and down on his cock. I would swallow his full cock, and then let it out until I just had the head in my mouth. I bore my tongue into his cum-slit, trying to get as much of his precum as I could. As he laid back on the bench, I lefted up his legs and took my first look at his asshole. It looked delicious. Tight and puckered, and surrounded by a thick mat of hair. I took a few tentative licks at it at first, to make sure he approved, and not meeting any rejection on his part, I started to actively pry open his fuckhole with both tongue and fingers. I tried to fuck his asshole as best I could with my tongue, but it was tough because he was so fucking tight.
I then started my way up again and worked on his balls, giving each of them a thorough tonguebath in their hairy sac. His cock had some fresh new drops of precum leaking, and I quickly lapped those up. After a few more minutes of him fucking my mouth, I went back up to his face and jammed my tongue down his throat.
I had given his cock the right amount of lubrication, and I was ready for him to fuck me. I was so fucking hot for him.
"Fuck my ass," I pleaded. I still hadn't removed my jockstrap, and was hoping that he'd fuck me with it on. I loved for a guy to fuck me while I was still wearing my jock. My cock would become superaroused in it's tight confines, and the straps in back gave my fuckstud something to pull on while he fucked me doggiestyle.
I got on all fours and presented my framed hairy ass to him. Intead of just plunging his cock up my ass, he instead decided to rim me! This was more than I could have ever asked for. He immediately spread my checks and zeroed in on my hole with his tongue. After getting it nice and lubed for his cock, he mounted me. He plunged in his full 9 inches, and I was in heaven after the initial discomfort. Then he started to really plow me, in and out, in and out. He had a rough rhythm to his fuck, and it was great! Throughout this fuck, he was moaning and groaning, sounds that only a man could make while fucking another man. I loved to bring so much pleasure to my fuck partners. His fucking had me moaning too. I'm certain that if anyone else was in the lockerroom they would have heard our sounds. Luckily, being late on a Friday night, it wasn't likely that anyone was around.
He continued fucking me for about 15 minutes. Then I got on my back and he began to pound my ass again. He started massaging my hard cock through my jockstrap. The jock was now soaked through with sweat and precum. He brought his face to mine and stuck his tongue in my mouth as he continued to fuck with his furious rhythm. And we both continued to moan and groan. He started to suck on my tongue harder as he speeded up his fuck, and I knew that he was getting ready to shoot his load up my tight fuckhole.
"Come on man," I screamed. "Fuck my ass. Shoot your fucking hot load up my ass."
"You want my cum, don't you? You want your ass filled with my load."
"Yeah. Yeah I do. I want your cum up my hole."
Just as I was saying that, his groaned and started shooting. I could feel the warmth of his liquid love up my chute. He continued to pound his cock as he shot gobs after gobs of semen in my hole. After what was several minutes, he finally started to slow down his fucking, as cum was dribbling out my asshole.
He then pulled out his still lengthy cock and lifted my legs up in the air again. He started to ream me out with his tongue. After felching as much cum as he could out of my ass and storing it in his mouth, he came back up to share it with me. His cum not only felt good in my ass, but tasted great in my mouth. It was better than his precum! We exchanged his cum for several minutes as we kissed.
Before we realized it, a young man, under 30 was standing right above us. He was wearing only his jock and was stroking his sizeable cock through the fabric.
"Hey guys, mind if I join in the action?"
LOCKERROOM CUM JOCKS Part II
Before I could say anything to this hunk of a man, he stopped stroking his full jock pouch and pulled it aside to reveal an engorged cock. His cock was like a baby elephant's trunk; it was at least 10 inches long and not fully hard yet.
"Hey Bob!" my fuckbuddy remarked.
Wow! Steve (as I later found out was my newfound lover's name) and this guy named Bob apparently knew each other.
"Bob, I'd like you to meet, ughh," Steve faced me now. "I just fucked you and I don't even know your name."
"My name's Jeff" I stood up, with my rigid cock standing up in my jockstrap.
Steve continued, talking to Bob, "Remember I told you about him? Well, I finally got him, and, if he's willing, I'm sure he'll give your cock there the full treatment."
"Well, certainly," I told hunky Bob. "But, how do you guys know each other?"
"Didn't Steve tell you?" Bob asked. "We've been fucking each other for several months now. I stop by here just to get a fuck from Steve, and he's always willing to service me."
"Well, any friend of Steve's is a friend of mine. Why don't you come here and let me have a taste of your cock?"
Bob came over. His cock was still hanging out of his jock pouch, and my mouth went for his snake immediately. He was oozing precum out of him huge mushroom head, and as I struggled to fit as much of it in my mouth, I realized I would never be able to take his full length all the way down. To make matters worse (well, actually better) his cock kept growing, so that within a couple of minutes, his soldier was standing at full attention. It was 12 solid inches of manhood, the biggest fuckpole that I've ever seen, and as thick as a beercan. And his balls were beautiful too, hanging right below in their hairy sac.
I guess that Steve felt neglected, because he came over and indicated that he wanted a piece of that cock too. Well, there was plenty to go around for both of us. While I sucked on his mushroom head, trying to get as much precum as I could, Steve worked on the shaft. Several times out tongues played with each other, as we swapped spit with Bob's fuckpole in between out dueling tongues. I conceded Bob's cock to Steve and instead went behind Bob and started to ream out his delicious asshole with my tongue. He didn't have as much hair on his ass as did Steve or I, but he was pure man nevertheless.
"Hey Steve," I yelled out. "You ought to get back here and have a taste of this delicious asshole!" It was obvious that Steve had already had this thought, because just as I started my sentence he got up and walked over and practically pushed me out of the way. That was fine with me, however, as I now got behind Steve and started to ream out his hairy asshole with my tongue. After a few minutes of licking at his fuckhole, he demanded, "Fuck me, Jeff. Fuck me now with that big fat cock of yours."
I decided that I would have to remove my jockstrap to do this. It was completely soaked with sweat, precum, cum, and whatever other bodily fluids you could imagine. I removed my strap and placed my cockhead against Steve's fuckshute. Slowly, gently, I eased my 8-inch pole in. Gentle as I tried to be, Steve suddenly slammed his ass back on it so that my cock was in to the hilt. "Fuck me hard, dammit! I want to be fucked like an animal, like you've never fucked anyone before. I want to feel hot spurts of your cumjuice up my ass!" Ever the servant, I obliged his request and started to fuck like I had never fucked before. Usually, men like me to be gentle with them because of my cock size, but obviously, Steve was used to large dicks up his ass. In fact, he was probably used to Bob's sausage.
Bob was getting his asshole serviced by Steve's tongue, and I was filling up Steve with my cock. My asshole was starting to feel a little bit neglected. "Hey Bob, how'd you like your lovely cock up my tight asshole?" I said to Bob in between moans and grunts.
"I thought that you'd never ask!" Bob walked around and put his beercan-thick cock against my fuckhole. And, slowly, gently, tried easing it in as I continued to fuck Steve. Obviously, it wasn't easy for him to gently put it in while I was humping away like an animal, but he tried nevertheless. Although I had never had man of his size in my asshole, the pleasure quickly won out over the pain and I was in heaven. Here I was, bucking away in between the ass and the cock of two hot jocks. I didn't know whether I was getting more pleasure from the feelings of my cock in a tight asshole or of a cock inside my tight asshole. I knew that I couldn't continue long before I was shooting a hot load of cum up Steve's asshole. Meanwhile, the sounds emanating from the three of us were absolutely obscene. Moans, manly grunts, and the yells of "fuck" and "cock" and "oh" were just almost deafening. What would someone think if they walked in on us? Hell, maybe they'd be as friendly as Bob and join us. The more naked men, the merrier, I always say.
"Here I cum!" I screamed out.
"Give it to me, babe!" Steve said. "Come on, give me your hot cum. I want it flowing out of my ass."
"Aaagggghhhh!" My cum was shooting out of my cock and into Steve. His asshole was certainly skilled at milking my cock for everything it had. Within seconds of me unloading my cum, Bob too started shooting deep within my ass. Oh, what a feeling. To be filled up with cum just as you've finished filling up another guy. I was truly in heaven.
Steve flipped himself around so that both Bob and I could help him cum. After all, that was the least we could do. We both aimed right for his rigid member with our mouths. He still had his jockstrap on, though it was soaked with sweat and cum, like mine was before I took it off. In fact, I think that his jock pouch got Bob off, because Bob was licking and sniffing that all over more than Steve's cock. I certainly wasn't going to complain, because then that just left more cock for me. Within a couple of minutes of our services, Steve started to buck his hips more than ever, and then started to shoots ropes of cum into my mouth and Bob's. We managed to catch most of it, and once Steve was done unloading his cum, he brought his face to ours as we shared a three-way kiss, sharing Steve's plentiful creamy cum.
"Let's hit the showers. I think that we should all get cleaned up," I said. We all promised not to wash our jocks, however, in order to save them for our session the following evening. Although we hadn't planned on it, we all got hard again in the showers, and had a mini fuckfest there too. This time, however, Bob got fucked by both myself and Steve (no, not at the same time). He was as good a bottom as I had ever had. Whatta man!
My two jock buds and I got together regularly after that session to share our jockstraps, our bodies, and our cum with each other.
THE END
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