©FARM BOYS FROM KANSAS
Sunday, November 20, 2016
©FARM BOYS FROM KANSAS
Story written by Dick Clinton
PART 12, THE VISIT WITH JOE’S FATHER.
My last year in school was more interesting than I had expected, especially after I met Joe. We had become good friends as well as sexually well-matched partners. I was still doing my cleaning chores, and working out with Joe. We would meet every Monday and Wednesday after school in the work out room in the gym. We would practice our ‘wrestling’; which always ended up in a wild fuck. We were both getting pretty good at this ‘wrestling’ game. I never knew sports could be so invigorating. This was the only place we could get together in private and have an excellent time.
Joe had become more open and friendly with other students instead of being so introverted. He became very popular and I heard they were going to nominate him for ‘Home Coming King’ at the end of the semester. He was such a good-looking hunk, and I was proud to be his closest friend. I was anxious to see whom he was going to take to the dance. I hoped it would be me, but that would be just too much to expect. The whole school would be shocked to see the two of us dancing together.
I’d just returned from one of my school music trips and hadn’t seen Joe for several days. I missed him terribly. When I returned, I decided to drop by his home to see him before I went back to the farm. It was right along the way and I wanted to surprise him.
Joe, his father, and two younger brothers lived in a rather disorderly house. Most people would refer to it as ‘trailer trash’ except it wasn’t a trailer; it was a partially constructed home. His father was a contractor and had been working on it when his wife suddenly died of an illness. He took it very hard and lost interest in finishing the home so it remained unfinished since that time. The yard had grown up in weeds and untrimmed bushes. An old broken down car was half buried in the shrubbery, and an old washer sat next to the front porch. The place was in a state of disorder, which is why I avoided going over there much.
Today was an exception. I was anxious to see Joe so I decided I would just drop by. I had only been in the house briefly to make a quick phone call right after Joe and I started hanging around together. It was just as bad on the inside. Just envision, one man and three young sons living in this big house together. The place was very unkempt. They needed a good housekeeper to straighten it out.
I pulled into the driveway next to Mr. Fox’s Ford pickup that he used for his trade. Joe’s motorcycle was parked under the partially built garage. I assumed Joe was home, so I went up to the door. I knocked several times and figured they must be out, but just as I turned to leave I heard the door unlock and slightly open.
“Yeah? Who’s there?” Came a man’s voice through a small opening in the front door.
“Hi. Mr. Fox? It’s Clint, Joe’s friend from school. I was just driving by and thought I’d see if Joe was home.” I said to the voice behind the door.
I heard the clicking of the door chain and then the door opened wider.
“Oh yeah. Clint. Come on in. Joe and his brothers went to a ball game and should be home anytime now. Come in and wait if you like. Shut the door behind you and come on down stairs to the family room in the basement. I’m watching the baseball game on the big screen TV. Do you like baseball?” Mr. Fox continued talking as he went into the kitchen, grabbed some beer and a big bottle of soda.
“Excuse the way I’m dressed. I was just relaxing and watching the game. My boys are out and I was naked before I answered the door. Come on down stairs until they get here. Watch the junk on the stairs. Been meaning to throw some of that junk away, but I’ve been so busy working 10 to 12 hours a day that I’m just too tired to bother. “ He continued as we went down the stairs to the family room.
I hadn’t seen much of Mr. Fox before and had wondered what he looked like. He was taller than I’d remembered. He must be about 36 years old. He had a butch marine haircut and a day old unshaven face. He had a square jaw, strong neck, deep set eyes, and a smile like his oldest son Joe. He had a very trim and well-developed body and a small amount of hair on his chest that formed a ‘V’ down his firm stomach over his navel and down to his pubic area. He was wearing a lose pair of white boxers and nothing else. I was amazed how sexy he appeared. I could see at first glance a nice package flopping around under his loose fitted boxers. Joe apparently inherited his body from his father, and perhaps his cock size as well.
“Clint. Take a seat in that big chair over there. Have some soda? I’ve lost track of the ball game score and started to watch some of my VCR flicks instead. While the younger boys are gone, and I am alone, I have a chance to look at some of my art films, if you know what I mean.” He smiled and winked at me.
“So you and Joe work out at the gym together, huh? He told me the two of you wrestle together a couple of nights a week. It’s good for him to have close friends. He gets so engrossed in sports, that he’s become introverted. I’m glad you two guys are chumming around together. He is a good kid.” He paused and took a sip of his beer before continuing.
”Tell me something, if I can be blunt, do you guys ever get a hard on while wrestling together? I know I always did when I wrestled.” Mr. Fox suddenly asked me.
“That son of mine has a big prick, just like his dad’s.” Mr. Fox laughed again and squeezed his dick.
“I... I have noticed he has a large….dick.” I stuttered trying to answer him. “But….but…Mr. Fox you’re embarrassing me.” I said as I lowered my head.
“Call me John. I’m sorry. I was just curious what you two do together. He told me a few things about you and said you suck a mean dick. I think that’s cool. A stud like him never gets enough pussy because of his large penis, but he’s probably told you that.”
Just about that moment, the phone rang and he got up to answer the phone. When he passed by me I couldn’t help notice he was starting to get a partial hard on, at least the bulge in his shorts seemed to be getting bigger. He talked to someone on the phone for a few minutes then returned and flopped down on the couch closer to me.
“That was Joe. He and his brothers are having some pizza with some friends and won’t be home for another couple hours. I didn’t tell him you were here because I thought you might want to surprise him.” John said to me.
“I guess I should go and come back tomorrow.” I said as I started to get up from the chair and leave.
“You might as well stick around for a while. It’d be a good time for you to demonstrate some of your talents.” John said bluntly.
“I don’t mean to shock you, but I enjoy a good blow job as much as the next guy. I don’t have many women friends and since I work such long hours, I find very little time for sex.”
“ Let’s watch one of my movies and meanwhile you can suck my cock if you like. We don’t need to mention this to Joe.”
“If you think Joe gotta a big prick, wait till you see what his daddy’s got hanging between his legs.” Just then John got up, took off his boxers, and stood naked before me with a huge hard on.
I thought Joe’s eleven-inch cock was big, but his dad’s dick was even larger. It had to be a good twelve inches of perfectly formed cock and the nicest set of low hanging balls I’d ever seen.
Before I could say anything or protest, John pulled me from the chair, pushed me to my knees, and placed his dick to my lips. I gripped his massive cock with one hand and placed the other against John’s thigh. I wanted to suck it, but his movements made it awkward to guide it into my mouth. Not only was it long, but as big around as my wrist and too big to fit comfortably in my mouth. I managed to pull back just enough to speak.
“Please Sir. I’ll suck your cock, but you’ll have to let me do it my way. Please Sir, give me a chance.” I pleaded.
John realizing he had too much to drink and stopped trying to force his cock into my mouth. He paused and shamefully looked down at me kneeling before him pleading for a chance to satisfy his desire.
There was a short silence while I wiped the moisture from my mouth. I looked up at John and realized he was embarrassed at his forcefulness. I situated myself between John’s long muscular legs, and gently adjusted John’s balls and gripped his cock.
“Sir. Just kick back and enjoy your movies while I make you feel good. I’m going to remove my sneakers and jeans so I can be comfortable too. Then I’m going to give you the best fucken blow job you ever had. Relax.”
John got comfortable on the couch, encircled his long legs around me, and placed his feet on the coffee table. This was going to be better than he imagined. It had been a long time since he’d had a good suck job.
I was still flabbergasted at the large fine-looking cock that was presented before me. I always enjoyed sucking off Joe, and now the thrill of sucking off his dad’s large cock was just as thought-provoking. I moved forward to inhale the body pheromones between John’s powerful legs. I buried my face deep into the soft spongy balls and inhaled again. John let out a deep sigh of contentment while I gave service to him.
“Oh yeah, boy! Lick my balls and swab them clean. Unn hun. That’s nice.” John groaned as I licked and kissed his balls. He smelled so musky and manly. I gripped John’s large cock with one hand, as I ran my swiftly moving tongue up his shaft. There was ample area to cover and I was going take pleasure in every inch of this colossal dick. I steadily moved up to the stocky cock head to lick and savor the salty beer tasting pre-cum liquids oozing from John’s piss opening.
“Damn! You know how to make a man’s prick feel fine. No wonder my son likes having you about. I have it in mind to use you whenever my boys are not at home. Oh. Yeah, that’s a good move. Suck it babe. Make me shoot a big gob of man juice for you.” John said as I continued pleasuring him.
I continued to take pleasure in the intense cock sucking, but I wanted more. I mainly wanted to have John’s cock deep in my ass. I loved sucking John’s cock, but possibly I could convince John to fuck me. I always enjoyed it when Joe fucked me, but could John’s enormous cock penetrate my sphincter?
I hesitated for a minutes then I re positioned myself on the couch, faced John, and straddled his hips. Joe opened his eyes to observe what I was going to do. Then he realized I was going to try to sit down on his cock. John positioned his large coarse hands to my firm buttocks and balanced me as I little by little squatted on top of John’s dick.
“Are you sure you want to try this? I’ve never fucked an asshole before but I’ve always wanted to try. The guys tell me it’s even better than pussy. You’re not a virgin, are you?”
I laughed calmly and said. “Hell no! That son of yours fucks me all the time. Whoops! “ I said out loud. Perhaps I shouldn’t have confessed that to him.
“You mean to tell me that Joe’s has been ‘punking’ you all this time? Why you little fucker. You’ve been his ‘bitch’ all along. Hot Damn! Let’s get this show on the road. My boy Joe’s has been getting your boy pussy spread out so you could take his daddy’s dick. Get your ass on that couch and let me fuck you ‘dogie style’. I need to get off.” Joe demanded as I moved cautiously up onto the couch.
“I don’t have any lube handy so I’ll just pour some beer on my dick and let it run into your hole. I want to take my time fucking you before I cum. It’s been quite some time that I’ve found a nice warm pussy to dump my load in.”
“Sir. I don’t know if I can take it without some Vaseline or something for lubrication. You’re not the first big dick I’ve taken, but it’s no doubt the biggest. Sir. Please promise me you’ll take your time and not split me open. I need to share my boy pussy with Joe.”
“Quit stalling and bend over the back of the couch. I’m not going to hurt you. I want us both to enjoy a good fuck. Bend over and let’s get started.” John said as I leaned over the back of the couch waiting nervously while John poured some beer on his dick, then some on my ass crack.
I had never used beer for lubrication before, but I needed something moist. I knew John was not about to rim my ass hole before he fucked me. John started exploring my ass hole and roughly put one finger into my anus. I flinched, then John placed more fingers into my hole to prepare for his entrance. A cool rush of beer was being poured over John’s fingers as he finger fucked me.
“You have such a tight hole. Are you sure Joe’s been fucking that sweet little hole? I can understand why my boy enjoys using your asshole for his cum dump. It’s so tight. Okay, boy, spread your butt cheeks, Joe’s daddy’s gonna breed you. This might hurt but I think you like a little pain while you’re getting fucked. Don’t you cocksucker?” John continued to guide his cock head into my hole.
More beer was applied as John’s cock head slipped into the first few inches of my anus. Then a few more quick shove, then a few more inches. John waited until my hole began to relax and receive his cock. John took a deep breath, grunted and moved in a few more inches. I flinched again, but held my ground.
“Fuck, boy. You’ve got half of my prick in you already, now hold on. I’m going in deeper. Ah shit that pussy’s tight. Oh Yeah, babe. You’re gonna to enjoy this ‘daddy dick’. Hold on! Hold on!” John repeated as his cock went deeper and deeper into my tight love canal.
John gave one more push and it went in me all the way in to his balls. He gasped and gripped my buttocks. It was an awesome feeling.
I moved back onto John’s impaling dick and started twitching and shuddering. I was cumming without touching myself. My ass muscles tightened around John’s monster cock. I could feel John’s warm balls pressing against my backside. I gasped and continued to enjoying my first orgasm with John. I shook and trembled one more time, then took a deep breath and sighed again.
John didn’t know what was happening at first, but finally he realized he had hit that special ‘G’ spot in his male partner. He laughed softly and hugged me tightly as his dick was still buried deep in my warm body. I had readily taken his full twelve inches of cock, and it felt great.
“That was awesome. You shot your load when I hit that special spot. Does that happen often? I thought only women came when you fucked them. That was different. Now it’s my turn, boy. I’m hot and ready to use your tight ass.” John continued. “Man that was incredible.” He responded.
“ Take me Sir, Use my asshole for your satisfaction. I love the feel of your hard prick deep in my body. Fuck me! Fuck me hard! You’ve really got me turned on again. Your dick feels fantastic. Fuck me! Fuck me Mr. Fox please. I need your cock in me. Use me and fuck me hard. I want your daddy dick.” I begged John.
“Oh yeah. You’re a hot little slut whore. I’m gonna fuck the hell out of your boy pussy. Man. You’ve got a tight hot ass. You like that ‘daddy dick’, don’t you bitch? That’s what you are. You’re my hot bitch and I’m gonna use your boy pussy for my pleasure. You like that? You like me calling you my bitch? What a hot fuck you are. Uh huh. Uh huh. Damn good boy. Good pussy bitch. Fuck you. Fuck you, slut, cock sucking, pussy boy. I’m gonna use your slut pussy and dump my sperm in your cunt.” John continued to call me names and slap my bare buttocks.
He fucked me hard and long and then he’d slap my buttocks. He would shove it all the way in him, then pull it out slowly until it would almost slide out, then he would shove it back in hard. His balls constantly slapped against me. I begged for it. I wanted it hard and rough. I wanted to be used by this stud and to call me degrading names.
“Fuck me harder, harder. Shove that ‘daddy dick’ deep in that boy pussy. Oh Yeah, That’s it. Give it to me like a man. Give it to me Daddy. Bury every inch of your stud meat in my asshole. It’s yours to use. Fuck me hard. Make me cum again. Oh god I need your cock deep in my body. Oh that's it. Harder! Harder!” I begged my man fucker.
John could feel his nuts tighten. He needed to release his cum. It had been quite a while since he got off with another person. He needed this in the worst way. The feeling was sensational. He was pounding his cock unmercifully hard and deep into Clint’s ass. He was releasing all his tension with Clint. It was good, real good.
I started to cum again as John pounded my ass and massaged my prostate. My love canal tightened and gripped John’s plunging meat. This caused John to cum.
John soon felt a memorable contraction in his balls. My asshole gripped his plunging cock and caused him to start to cum. His prick was expanding to full capacity, stretching my love canal for the final discharge of his sperm. A wonderful tingling surge shot through out his body as he began releasing a much-needed orgasm. He moved faster and faster. Sweat was rolling down his body. His low hanging balls slapped against my balls. He paused and buried his twelve inches of manhood deep into my hot ass. He grabbed my buttocks and held me tightly against him and began cumming deep into my receptive body.
He shook, moaned out, and shook again, releasing gush after gush of love juices. He released such an abundant amount of liquid cum that it was oozing out of my asshole, I could feel it oozing out around his shaft and running down my balls. He shoved in one last time, stopped and collapsed forward onto me. We lost our balance and rolled off the couch and onto the floor.
John’s dick was still impaled in my ass. Our bodies were wet with sweat and sticking together. John’s rough unshaven face rubbed against mine as he began kissing my neck and nibbling on my ears.
After a few minutes of deep breathing, I began to chuckle realizing we were on the floor, stuck between the couch and the coffee table. A bottle of beer had tipped over and was running on my forehead. John started licking my face as the beer continued to pour. Then John laughed softly and kissed me tenderly on the mouth.
“I hope you like warm beer.” John said, then both of them laughed again.
“I think we better try to get untangled and get dressed before the boys come home. This might be hard to explain.” John said as he tried to get up again.
John let his semi-hard cock slip easily from its nesting place in the depths of me, his pussy boy Clint. He managed to perch his ass briefly upon the couch, before standing.
I pulled myself up from the floor, and found I was staring directly at John’s softly hanging cock. I couldn’t resist. I opened my mouth and engulfed the eight or nine flaccid inches of cock into my mouth, and managed to swallow it to the base of John’s hairy crotch.
This was a sudden and unexpected pleasure for John to have me go down on his cock like this. It was sensational. I could feel his reaction as it shuddered through him.
I continued to clean and enjoy the juices still remaining in John’s cock and under his foreskin. Soon it began to grow and it became more than I could swallow, but I didn’t stop sucking. I caressed both of the big low hanging balls and continued to service John’s luscious cock until he began to cum again, releasing another gratifying flow of love juices directly into my mouth and down my throat.
“Oh my God. That was unexpected.” John said. “…And no doubt one of the best blow jobs I’ve had in years. Damn boy! You are a real cock-sucking slut, as well as a good piece of ass. Damn! Damn! Damn!” John kept repeating as I milked down the last few drops of sweet nectar from John’s long shaft.
John bent over and kissed me on my blond curly hair then said.
“You can use the half bath over there to clean up and put on your clothes, while I run upstairs to the shower before the boys arrive. Take your time and just sit here on the couch and have some soda. No more beer for you!” John laughed, grabbed his shorts, and hurried up the stairs to the shower.
I picked up my clothes and went into the half bath to clean up before Joe could discover that Joe’s hunky, hung dad and I had wild unadulterated sex. I sat on the toilet to clean my ass hole but decided to keep the warm load of cum deep in my body. The thought of Mr. Fox’s cum remaining in me was kinky, but awesome. That huge cock felt sensational inside my body. Mr. Fox sure knew how to fuck. I’m looking forward to getting fucked by him again. All I had to do is break the news to Joe that his dad had fucked the hell out of me and we both loved it. I loved to be rough fucked by men and Joe’s dad was a rough fucker.
Joe Returns Home.
I continued to clean up and as I was combing my hair, the door opened and in walked Joe.
“Hey, my hot little wrestling buddy, how ya been? I missed you while you were gone. I couldn’t find anyone that would wrestle with me like you do. I wondered if they were afraid of me?” Ha! Ha! “I offered to train Jerry Johnson, but he declined.” Joe continued.
Joe stopped talking while we clung to each other in a big masculine embrace. The hug lingered, and soon Joe’s hand was descending down my firm bubble butt. The embrace soon became more arousing. Joe awkwardly unbuckled my jeans and pulled them downward over my butt. I kicked off my shoes and pulled my legs out of my jean. Meanwhile Joe was removing his pants and shorts down with one hand, and stuck his finger into my moist cum filled ass hole. Our eyes never left each others eyes. I wondered what he was thinking. Did he know I had just had the fuck of my life by his Dad?
Joe lifted me and placed his bare ass on the cold counter top. We began to kiss. Joe lifted my legs and guided his hard cock into my moist well-used ass. He pulled me downward on his cock.
My asshole was always ready for Joe’s big cock, only this time my ass was full of warm cum Joe’s father had deposited deep in my body earlier. Joe didn’t seem to notice, and if he did, he didn’t care. He was hot to fuck me and I was ready to receive him. Joe plunged his hard cock directly into my asshole and began to wildly fuck. My hole was warm and wet. It was an awesome fuck.
“Oh Joe. Fuck me man. I love your big cock deep in me. Fuck me man.” I muttered in between wild tongue sucking kisses.
I’d never seen Joe this untamed and passionate before. Joe must have really missed me. It was like a lovers welcome home. Joe was jabbing his cock into my love hole and cum was squirting deep into my wet canal. It was a quick and but passionate orgasm. Joe took a deep breath, wiped his brow and looking directly into my eyes said.
“Welcome home lover. You’re as warm and first-rate as ever. Your boy pussy was so moist and warm. I like it that way.” Joe carefully wiped the remaining cum from his cock and pulled up his clothes. I scooted my butt from the counter top, picked up my jeans and began dressing again. We washed up, kissed, and went back into the family room where Joe’s father was sitting on the couch watching TV. He smiled at us knowingly.
“Hey Joe. How was the ball game today? Did you bring us any Pizza? Mr. Fox continued.
“Clint came by to see you before he was returning home. It’s getting pretty late so he can stay the night here with you, if he wants. I gave the boys permission to stay overnight at Tommy’s house tonight, so it will be just the three of us men.” Mr. Fox looked up at Clint, smiled, and winked.
Need less to say I stayed the night. We all got into Mr.F0X's King size bed and fucked all night. I was used my the 2 men until they both came several times. This became a weekly thing while the other boy stayed at another friends house. The other younger boy looked like he might grow up to be a stud like his dad and older brothers. What a hot family with big dicks.
Story by Dick Clinton at eyeMrich1@hotmail.com
Word Count, 4,546 07/11/2005
Revised 10/3/2008, Edited by HFJ
Monday, October 10, 2016
Books by Dick Clinton Gay Erotica Books by Dick Clinton ©FARM BOYS FROM KANSAS
Story by Dick Clinton
Part 11, Return to School-Classmates
I was up early this morning to finish my routine farm chores with the Shawn the new farm hand. I was anxious to catch the high school public bus for another year of education. I was to return to school today after a nice and eventful summer vacation.
I had taken on a part time job in the boy’s locker room at the school to earn some extra money for the year. While I was picking up the soiled towels and discarded clothing left around by the students, I saw one of the guys that I had sucked off beneath the bleachers during one of the ball games last season. We had never spoken before, but when he recognized me, he nodded and started getting a hard on. He was standing by his locker, stripping and getting ready to go shower. I was sitting on the bench nearby. He casually walked over to me, dropped his towel and offered him his hard cock. I can never resist a big hard cock pulsating in my face. He was anxious to generously give me some hot young stud juice. I cupped his balls in my hand, and guided the boy’s dick into my mouth. He quickly became ready for action. I quickly slurped down the his sweet juicy cock, and within a few minutes of deep throat cock sucking, and the talented tongue action of my warm mouth, he moaned out a soft purring sound of pleasure and released his juices into my mouth.
We were still enjoying the last few minutes of the quick blow job, when the captain of the football team, Joe Fox, came walking around the end of the lockers. The guy quickly pulled his cock from my mouth, took his towel, and quickly headed to the showers. Thank goodness, we had finished, and I had just finished milking down the last drops of cum from his sweet cock. I remained seated as though nothing unusual had happened. Joe had returned from the showers and was still naked and wet. He looked at me and began drying himself, then said to me.
“Hey, aren’t you Clint?” He said to me. I just nodded and looked down at the floor. “So you’re the cocksucker the guys were talking about. Well I’ll be damned!” then there was a silence. I continued tying my gym shoe trying not to be traumatized about his comment. Then I started to leave.
“Where the fuck do you think you are going? I have something I want to say to you fag.” Joe continued as he looked around to make sure no one was listening to our conversation.
“I’ll be working-out in the ‘weight rooms’ after school. Meet me here after your last class! Do you understand cocksucker, and if you are not here, then I may just beat the shit out of you next time I see you. Now get the fuck out of here.” Joe said as I quickly gathered up some stray towels and headed to the laundry room.
I began to tremble! I don’t know if it was because I was frightened or just excited, by the way Joe demanded my presence after school today. I had all intentions of showing up.
I was surprised that Joe, the captain of the football team, wanted me to meet with him. Did he want to have sex with me, or was it just a maneuver to get me alone so he could clobber me? I was aware of the attitude of some of these macho ‘redneck’ dudes. They enjoyed getting their nuts off with some queer, but after they had their pleasure, they felt guilty and angry for what they had done. Those were the dangerous ones.
I had known Joe’s family since I was a young pup and never figured Joe to be dangerous. He lived with his father and two younger brothers just down the block from me, when I was living in town. Mr. Fox ran a small construction company and worked the boys on weekends and holidays to help in the family business. I never saw their mother around and it was rumored she passed on when the last boy was born.
I had seen Joe in the locker room many times and always admired his well-developed body and his large uncut cock. Joe was a very private person and was known to keep to himself. He was more interested in developing his body rather than have any social activity. I felt a bit privileged that he requested my presence tonight. I was still nervous at our first close encounter.
The school day seemed to drag on, but after my last class, I hurried over to the gyms ‘work out’ room to meet Joe. I saw the coach and nodded, as I passed by his office. He assumed I was here to do my job of stocking clean towels and supplies in the locker room.
The ‘work out’ room was a secluded area behind the last row of lockers at the end of the gym. As I walked into the room, Joe was doing some arm lifts. He looked up slowly and nodded, sat up and took a few deep breathing exercises before he spoke to me.
“Hand me that bottled water on the bench near you, Clint!” He took a quick swig of water then looked into the wall mirrors to admire himself before he continued to speak.
“You showed up, didn’t you? Come here and feel this bicep while it is still firm.” He said to me.
I stood briefly looking at Joe’s hot and sweaty body then I bravely felt the firm bicep.
“Wow Joe! It feels hard as steel.” I said as I gripped Joe’s arm. Joe smiled proudly and said.
“Let’s go to the locker room so I can get out of these sweaty clothes, and then I’ll show you something else hard.” Joe said as he got up from the bench and headed to the lockers. “Come on dude, if you're not scared.”
Joe swaggered to his locker in the back of the room. He was in the process of removing his wet t-shirt as we walked. Joe straddled the bench, lifted his feet to untie and remove his gym shoes. His body glistened with sweat. He stood to remove his shorts and his sweaty stained jock strap. His big flaccid cock flopped from his strap. He stared at me, scratched his balls, stretched the foreskin of his semi-hard dick, and threw his jock strap to him.
“Keep em if you like.” Joe said, “I have another pair in my locker.”
“Thanks!” I said stunned at Joe’s sudden maneuver.
“So, have you ever seen a prick this big?” Joe said proudly as he gripped his semi-hard cock. Joe’s large hand could barely fit around his element.
“It gets bigger, and believe it or not, that sometimes can be a problem. I don’t have any difficulty picking up the chicks, but I can’t get them to have sex with me because it’s too big, or at least that’s what they say. Damn it, anyway! I’m proud of my 11 inch cock, and someday I’m gonna find a pussy that can take it comfortably.” Joe said while looking down at his proud male organ.
I had to admit it was a handsome giant cock. It was partially cut, and foreskin that could be pulled over the large round head of his penis. I could understand why Joe’s large manhood frightened the girls. I was wondering how it might feel in my ass canal. I’ve never taken one this big, but since I was not a virgin anymore, it might not be so difficult.
I was mesmerized at Joe’s proud man meat. My eyes were almost glued to the amazing cock that was hanging before me. I’d never seen such a cock on a human before.
“Go on! You can touch it if you want. It won’t bite you. It might grow but it won’t bite.” Joe said jokingly.
I cautiously reached out to run my fingers over the soft meaty shaft and touched the balls. I caressed and lifted it reverently before carefully moving the loose foreskin back over the glands and to gaze at the piss slit. I leaned forward to kiss the cock in respect. I quickly positioned my moist tongue under the foreskin to savor a light scent of manly smegma from Joe’s cock head, and then to the opening, to taste the salty trickle of developing pre-cum. The scent of Joe’s body was not what I expected from a guy that had just been working out. He smelled wonderful. A little musky, but wonderful.
I was mindfully distracted from my state of ecstasy when Joe cleared his throat and said.
“Now that was a first for me. You showed respect for my ‘pussy stretcher’, and that’s excellent, but make sure you haven’t started something you can’t finish. I become very demanding and controlling. You have to understand, I’m not queer and have never made it with a dude, so don’t expect anything in return. I’m just interested in getting my ‘nuts off’, and if you don’t think you can get me off, one way or the other, we’d better stop now. I’d heard rumors that you were a good cocksucker; otherwise, we wouldn’t be doing this. I just want to get off. Understand?”
“Yes sir. I understand. I have no doubts I can satisfy you, Sir, but is this place secure and private enough for us to have sex here? The coach is still in his office, and might come back to see what we’re doing.”
“It’s all right. I told him I was going to ‘work out’ longer tonight and he told me to lock up before I left. We should go back to the ‘work out room’ and use the massage table. We’d be more comfortable on a soft padded table than these hard benches. Follow me.” Joe continued.
I followed Joe back to the work out room where I had first contacted Joe today. Joe was still naked except for a towel he had thrown over his right shoulder. He was proud of his body, as well he should be, and especially of his large over sized prick. I kept my eyes on his firm buttocks as we walked. They looked good enough to rim.
No one else was in the locker rooms, the coach had gone, and we could relax in privacy.
Joe went to the back of the room and sat on the edge of the leather padded massage table. He took a look at himself in the wall mirrors, shook his head and ran his fingers thru his dark hair, flexed his bicep to admire himself. His strong muscular legs hung over the edge of the table and his feet rested on the floor. He adjusted his balls, pulled on his soft cock again and motioned for me. He was ready to be serviced by his newly found cocksucker.
“Get you ass over here, Clint. Get on you knees and let’s see what you can do to pleasure me. Suck the sperm from my cock. I need to know if you really want my prick or are you just a tease? You better be prepared to swallow because I’ll have a big load for you. Take your time and make your ‘man’ feel good.” Joe said as I followed his requirements.
I took pleasure of the commands of my new buddy. I fell to my knees between Joe’s legs, took a respectful look at the semi-soft low hanging cock, resting on Joe’s large testes. I was privileged to be the one to make love to this Narcissist hunk’s manhood. I thrilled at the idea of drinking down the tasty nectar’s from his dick.
I moved between Joe’s thighs to inhale the pheromones of his body. I carefully lifted the soft, low hanging ball sacs and licked them into my caring mouth. One of my fingers I slid under the balls and massaged that tender warm moist place, which few rarely touch. I slithered up his thick firm shaft of Joe’s cock, kissing and licking, until I reached the topmast of his shaft.
The membrane of his foreskin moved over his bulbous cock head revealing his dramatic tender crown. Pre-cum juices were flowing profusely from the large piss slit. Sweet salty cum oozed from his cock. I quickly devoured and licked it clean.
Joe sighed out with a quiet mumble and whimper of approving pleasure. I gripped Joe’s large appendage with one hand and placed my affectionate warm lips over the crimson tender cock. I realized from the substantial circumference of Joe’s cock, that I could never acquire but a few inches into my mouth, but with careful tonguing and talented hand movements, I could bestow a superior blow job, and a satisfying climax.
I wanted to please Joe the best way I could. I thought it would be exciting to let Joe use my asshole for his sexual pleasure, but this might not be the right time. First, I didn’t know if Joe would consider fucking a dude, and second I didn’t know if I could ever receive that 11-inch monster into my body. It was an incredible cock. I found Joe was such a hot dude; I was primed to do anything to please him. Since I had recently discovered I enjoyed to be fucked up the ass, I would almost certainly be pleased as well.
I was maneuvering Joe’s big cock up and down, and was obviously beginning to give him pleasure. He was moaning and groaning with gratification. My craving to take the sperm from Joe’s cock and savor this sports stud’s nectar’s was overwhelming. His cock expanded. His balls were contracting. More juices were flowing from his cock opening. Joe began to move his body with the rhythm of my movements. He gripped the back of my head, urging me on to a full pinnacle of an ejaculation. His body tightened, shook and then vaulted up to meet my mouth. A loud murmuring grunt was sounded, and then Joe started to cum.
“Oh fuckin yes! Fuckin yes! That’s good. You’re gonna get my load. Yeah. Keep that going! Oh Yeah. Uunnnn, Suck, suck, suck. Uunnnn. Damn! You’ve got it cocksucker. Take it! Uunnnn Huhhhh” Joe moaned out as I eagerly swallowed Joe’s gusher of cum.
Unless you have experienced the joy of taking a man’s hard cock into your mouth while he releases a stream of his sperm, you haven’t lived. There is an unexplained satisfaction of knowing you have brought your man to sexual satisfaction. It has to be one of the most fulfilling joys of man-to-man contact.
I was proud of himself. I hadn’t gagged even once, but easily received every thick surge of the gushing cock’s sperm he had to offer me. I had acquired a special taste for man sperm, especially from a hot guy like Joe.
I continued to savor the gushing cock load that Joe had blasted such a big load that I had to swallow fast to take it all. Finally, after six, seven or more gushing discharges, Joe lay quietly and took another deep relaxing breath. I continued to enjoy the flaccid penis, licking and cleaning it like a kid enjoying an ice cream bar.
“Now that’s what I call a blow job! “ Joe softly spoke out. Clint, you really surprised me. That was better than any bitch I've ever had suck my cock. I guess it takes a man to know how a man likes his cock sucked.” Ha Ha. He laughed softly, then set up and said. “Let’s go take a shower. Want to join me? You’ve had a good work out as well.”
Joe slowly got off the table and offered his hand to me, still kneeling on the floor between Joe’s legs. Joe threw me a towel and headed towards the showers. Meanwhile I stripping and joined Joe. I still had a tremendous hard on. I had a better than average size cock and nothing to be ashamed. I didn’t have 11 inches like Joe, but I had a nice firm 8 inches of solid cock when it was hard. I jokingly hung the towel over my cock and walked into the showers. This brought a big laugh from Joe seeing me use my hard dick as a towel rack.
“Hey, cocksucker, you’ve got a good size weapon there too. Bet you could fuck up a storm with that prick. I didn’t notice before, but you have a well-developed body as well. How come I’ve never see you working out, or see you at ‘tryouts’ for the school sports? What’s the deal?” Joe questioned me.
“Naw. Never much for sports, but I have plenty of work out activity on the farm, and being sexually active helps too.” Then I smiled, turned his ass towards Joe, slightly parted my ass cheeks and padded my firm buttocks. Perhaps Joe would get the idea.
“That’s a nice set of buttocks, Clint. You’re starting to tease me again. Be careful you could get me excited again and I’ll have to throw you over that bench and ‘corn hole’ you right here. “Joe winked.
“Who the fuck is teasing? I would be pleased if you ‘corn holed’ me sometime.” I said as I turned and gripped Joe’s semi-hard cock.
The warm water from the showers stimulated our firm bodies. Joe looked down at his hardening cock as I dropped to my knees to suck on Joe’s member.
I don’t think Joe ever had such admiring attention over his prevailing cock. Sure, the girls liked his body and his cock, but none of them knew how much he needed to be stimulated by a blow job and a comforting orgasm. There’s nothing more relaxing for a man, than to just ‘kick back’ while getting his dick sucked.
I guided my tongue under Joe’s foreskin for more of the sweet pre-cum nectar’s. I milked down the thick long shaft to discover a few remaining sweet pearls of sperm. I encircled my warm tongue around and around the large bulbous cock head. Joe’s dick was on the rise once again. Even soft, his prick hung down a good 8 inches.
I moved from Joe’s cock head, down to his balls and under Joe’s muscular firm legs to the perineum. Joe lifted one leg and placed it on the near by bench in the shower area. This allowed me extra room to enjoy an unexplored area of Joe’s body. I roamed further until I found the rim of Joe’s sphincter, the sensuous tender area of Joe’s anus.
Perhaps Joe might be ‘grossed out’ knowing someone was placing their tongue and mouth near his ass hole, but he parted his ass cheeks so I could go in deeper with my tongue fucking action. He was enjoying the sensation.
“Damn, Clint! You’re a fucking sex machine. Where did you learn all these tricks? God, you’re a stimulating cock sucking slut, and I love it. Man, I want to fuck your ass now! Get your body over this bench while I plow your farm boy ass.” Joe instructed me in his crude redneck manner.
“I don’t know where we’re gonna put this hose of mine, but you’ve got me so turned on, I might just shove it up your ass and stretch you a new hole.”
“How about we lie down on that wrestling mat in the other room and be more comfortable? I have some body oil we can use to lube up my cock and your boy-pussy hole. That will make it easier for both of us. Huh?” Joe said to me.
That sounded better for me too. I didn’t want to be injured by Joe’s big 11-inch cock. I wanted to enjoy it too.
I took the oil from the table and lubed his hard cock. Joe threw his head back enjoying the sensuous feeling of my hands manipulating his dick. After a few minutes, Joe cried out.
“Oh, fuckin, stop! Shit. I could cum with you doing that. You don’t want me to shoot this way, do you? I anxious to get my dick up your ass before I shoot my load. Let me lay down on my back and you straddle me and slowly set on my dick. I’ve seen that done in a movie and it might just work for us.” Joe said as he placed his firm body on the mat.
I admiringly gazed down at this hunk that was about to impale him. I was amazed at the almost faultless physical muscle structure of Joe. He was perfectly proportioned except, for his big cock. I had no complaints about that either. I loved a big perfect cock.
What was I going to do if I couldn’t receive Joe’s big cock? Would Joe be like a sexual animal and impale me whether I wanted it or not? Would I be rape by this guy? I don’t think he’d do that, but that might be rather exciting. I was going to do my best to let Joe enjoy the warmth of my warm boy-pussy.
I insert some oil up my anus track before I would set on Joe’s cock. I had taken big cocks before, but nothing like this. This was a challenge I wanted to accomplish. Slow and easy at first, I thought to himself. Easy does it.
Joe tried to relax his body without letting his dick get soft, but he was having no trouble staying hard. Joe looked up at my face and was concentrating.
Joe was thinking to himself as he studied Clint. His blonde curly hair hung down over his forehead like a Greek boy. His light blue eyes were the most unusual he had ever seen. They seemed to sparkle when he smiled. He never noticed how good-looking he was until now. He was a ‘looker’ that was obvious. His body had a solid strong masculine structure and….”what the hell! Joe thought to himself. “Am I going queer for this guy? No way! Clint was just a sexual object to him, just a way to get his nuts drained by his cock sucking mouth and now a fuck hole to enjoy his boy-pussy. ‘What’s going on here? What is this guy doing to me? Is he causing me to go Queer?”
Just then, I had managed to get Joe’s cock head into the tight warm opening of my anus.
“Oh Wow! That was good. Queer or not, I’m going to enjoy this.” Again, Joe felt his cock slide in a few more inches.
“Man it was tight. He’ll never take my whole cock.” Joe thought, but just then, another few inches eased in.
Then without warning, something give way and my body engulfed his whole 11 inches of cock, right down to Joe’s balls. My body shuttered and gasped out with a sound of pleasure and pain. I shot a sudden load of cum.
Joe found himself covered with a wet covering of my cum. We were both surprised. Joe had stimulated my prostate and caused my cock to shoot a huge load of cum up and over Joe’s stomach, chest, and directly into Joe’s face. I looked down at Joe’s shocked expression while I continued enjoying my sudden orgasm. Joe looked up at me and burst out in laughter then said.
“Shit dude! You shoot like a fire hose. Fuck man, you came without touching yourself. What caused that?” Joe asked
“Look man, you shot on my face and on my lip. That was hot.” He said then took his finger to wipe the cum off his face and surprisingly put it in his mouth and tasted it.
“Not bad. Not much, taste at all. Hum? That was interesting,” Joe said as he scooped up more of my cum from his abs and put it to my mouth.
“Here eat some of your own cum.” Joe said as he stuck his cum coated finger in my mouth. I sucked it clean while Joe used his other hand to taste more of the cum from his face.
“Well dude, are we gonna fuck or not? You’ve got the whole damn thing in your ass, and I might add it feels awesome. Congratulations. You have done what no pussy has ever done before. Come on farm boy, ride my dick as you ride your horses. Let’s fuck, but take it slow. I’m so hot I could pop in just a few strokes. Oh Yeah Clint, this is awesome.” Joe continued. Let’s fuck, farm boy. “
Joe had never had such a fantastic feeling. He love to have sex but never had the opportunity to relax and enjoy it without having to worry if he was hurting his partner. Clint was a perfect person to have sex.
Joe lay back while I moved up and down on his hard cock, now buried in the warm crevices of my body. It felt indescribably satisfying. He lifted my buttocks to maneuver me up and down on his cock. Joe could cum any time now, but just as he was about to reach his pinnacle, I suddenly stopped and said.
“I want us to change positions. I’ll lie on my back and place my legs on your shoulders while you guide your dick back into my love hole. You can fuck me and cum whenever you desire. I’ll lift my ass from your dick and we will have the pleasure of putting it back in again.” I explained to Joe.
Joe shrugged his shoulders, nodded his head and agreed. He would have more control over the situation, besides he would be in command again, as a man should when screwing pussy.
Soon we were in position. I was on my back, legs lifted and placed on Joe’s strong masculine shoulders. I was ready to receive this dick again. It didn't take long for Joe to automatically take control, and soon I was guiding his dick back into my tight fuck hole. He was using me for his pleasure. His dick slid back in me with no trouble at all. It felt even better this time. Perhaps I could relax and enjoy a good man-to-man fucking.
We fucked for a few minutes before Joe paused briefly before he came, and then start all over again. The pleasurable fucking went on for another 20 to 30 minutes. In the last few minutes before his ultimate orgasm, he leaned over me as if he was going to kiss me... I had become more than just a sex partner to him. Joe must have felt a twinge of passion for me. As we lay entwined on the wrestling mat, we seemed to melt into each others arms, like one person.
Joe’s dick swelling in my ass for the last time. I knew he had to release his load deep in the depths of me. His breathing became heavier, the body movements faster. Sweat dripped from Joe’s body as if he was in a tedious work out, but this one was more pleasure than pain. He began cumming and leaned over to make love to me. Our cheeks touched and our lips met in a soft loving kiss, but quickly turned into a passionate wild tongue-searching kiss during the climax. This brought both of us to a moment of ecstasy.
My penis began spewing out spasms of wet cum just as Joe’s large cock expanded and rubbed that special spot on my prostate. Joe released load after load of warm body fluids into me his new ‘fuck partner’. Moans and sounds of passionate lovemaking echoed thru out the empty locker room and into the gym.
We immersed our bodies together during an ultimate climatic orgasm. We resembled a Rodin sculpture of two hot and sweaty Greek wrestlers in their last moment of victory. The wrestlers had scored a ‘down’. There was a tie, and we were both were winners.
Joe moved off me and turned to the side with his cock still buried in my cum filled ass. We were exhausted from the pleasant encounter and fell asleep still wrapped in each others arms. A few minutes later, we were awakened by the sound of a door closing. Perhaps the coach had come back to check on something or go to his office. Joe’s soft dick was released quickly from my ass.
“Let’s get dressed. I think someone just came into the gym. Maybe it’s the coach. I think we better hurry before he sees us.” Joe said quietly to me.
Then I grabbed the towels as Joe went to turn off the showers that had been running during our time on the mat. I put on my clothes while Joe went quickly to his locker to dress. It was still quiet, and no one had appeared yet. I looked in the Coach’s office but the light was off, so it wasn’t the coach.
Just as I was about to step into the room I felt something wet underneath my feet. I looked down, thinking it was just water, but wondered why it would be here in the doorway? I knelt, placed my finger in the puddle, put my finger to my mouth to discover it was cum. Oh my God! Someone had been watching us fuck while we were on the mat. They must have stood in the dark room, masturbated, and left this large puddle of cum on the floor.
“Clint? Is everything all right? Did you see the coach or anyone in the gym? I don’t see anyone around anywhere. Perhaps it was just the wind or one of the night security guards checking the door.” Joe commented to me as he stood in the doorway by the puddle of cum.
“Is anything wrong,” Joe, questioned.
I shouldn’t tell Joe of the voyeur visitor. He might become paranoid and avoid having sex with him at the gym. The coach was the only person I could think of that might have a key to get back in. Why didn’t the coach interrupt us, or chase us out, unless coach had other things in mind. Time will tell.
“Oh! No Joe, no one here either. Perhaps you’re right. It might have been the wind. Say Joe? Can you give me a lift home? I missed the last ride home and my parents might be wondering about me. I told them I might have to stay later tonight to clean the showers in the locker rooms.”
“Absolutely. I could make a quick call home to let my parents know I am on my way. It would be perfect. Let’s go, stud.”
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Revised 12/31/2008, Story by Dick Clinton at eyeMrich1@msn.net
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