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A Cock in the Hand

By: Paul44



It had been barely a week since I had sucked off the cock of that man on the beach. Just thinking about it continued to excite me and if I was more demanding about my need for sex my wife didn't seem to think about it merely enjoying my intense need as I drove my cock into her writhing body. Yet even while I felt her body against mine I imagined his sun-bronzed body beneath mine and his cock between my lips and the taste of his salty cum in my mouth. 

If I could not have my wife I masturbated imaging that day the sun on our naked bodies and the intense guilty pleasure that I felt as he took my cock in his mouth. What was so frustrating was that I knew that I would probably never see him again or enjoy that pleasure with him again. I really felt a need to enjoy cock and feel of a male body even though I wanted to enjoy my wife's body. 

What that day also made me want was that I wanted to get fit again. To get my body if not slim at least as fit as it could be I joined a local gym. I did make sure it was one that had separate times for men and women and I was soon working out after having a routine organised for me. It was my third day there and since I did not need go to until later I went into the gym about 9.30 in the morning when it was almost empty or filled with a more mature clientele. 

I was dutiful and sweated my quota and to relax I made my way to the steam room. Usually I kept my swimsuit on since I did not know how the younger men would take to the fact I shaved the hair from next to my cock but given it seemed so quiet and that there was no rule against being naked in the wet areas I decided to be daring and only wrapped the towel about my waist until I dropped it to go into the pool.

The feel of the water against my naked skin as I did my laps in the pool was so daring it made me feel excited and it was with difficulty I did not masturbate as I took a quick shower after getting out of the pool before I headed to the empty steam room which had been my original intention. It was comforting to lie there naked on my towel and I soon found daydreamed about that day on the beach. 

I closed my eyes and I took my cock into my hand and slowly started to masturbate, almost immediately my cock rose to attention and I moved my hand up and down a little faster allowing the pleasure that pulsed in my body to grow. Then I realised that I was not alone in the room. 

Opening my eyes I saw a man sitting near me. He sat near me watching me with piercing gray eyes, a slight smile graced his lips and he was naked sitting on a towel. He was tanned a soft golden hue over a sweaty, toned muscular body. One hand also cradled his cock. I saw that he also shaved and I swung upwards so that I could sit up hiding my erection instead of being open to his gaze. 

He smiled and spoke in a pleasant manner," I hope I didn't startle you. You seemed to be having a good time there young man."

Looking at his face again and his hair I could make out fine lines and a few grey hairs and realised that he may be in his late fifties. He idly stroked his cock as he talked to me and I enjoyed the sight of its stirring. It was of a pleasing length not too small or too big and I wanted to touch this lovely instrument and put it into my mouth. Like his body it was golden though tipped with with a purple head that he circled with his thumb and forefinger. Just looking at it again made me want to take it between my lips as he took my cock in his mouth.

However he had his own ideas and instead made me sit next to him and spoke again.

"You have a lovely cock young man and I love the feel of smooth balls," he said with an excited relish.

As he spoke he reached over to me and took my cock in his hand. It seemed to burn with all the passion I felt and he held me firmly in his grasp. I felt my hand slip onto his cock and felt the pulsing of the blood through his flesh and at the base the smooth feeling of his shaved skin and rounded balls. He smelt musky and hot and I knew that I was hot and wanted his attentions. The sheer intimacy of his body excited me even without what he was doing to my body and I softly and slowly let my fingers slip up and down his cock. He was also stroking my cock and it felt wonderful to feel that hand where it was.

You could say literally by the balls and he massaged them softly. He was both exciting me and stopping me from cuming and he knew it. A lazy smile spread over his face as he stroked and teased me. While I being less experienced jerked my hand up and down hurriedly until he slipped his other hand over it and made me stroke him slowly.

"Lets enjoy this and take our time," he purred in my ear. 

I panted for the moisture laden air as concentrated on allowing my hand to rise and fall on that golden cock. I found that as I held off on my own orgasm I played with his golden shaft, every now and again my thumb would stroke over the slippery head touching the sensitive slit that split it. I knew when he did the same thing to me since it would send an intense thrill of pleasure surging through my body and sometimes I felt that I would shoot cum with that thrill. 

There were no words between us just the enjoying as we masturbated each other enjoying the pleasures of our bodies.

I don't know how long we were there perhaps a couple of minutes, perhaps it was longer as we tried to hold back until we could hold back no longer. I heard him groan first and then felt the spasm of his cock as a stream of cream erupted from his cock to shoot over his belly. I pulled at his skin strongly now trying to extract even a couple of those precious drops as he came. Then he stopped and his cock softened in my hand allowing me to cradle the soft cock and balls. His cum was on my hand and I raised it to my lips so that I could drink it down

Even as I did this he worked at my cock until I felt the surge of my cum shooting through that intensely sensitive passage and into the air. I felt it expelled from me as he squeezed each drop from me as I had done with him. Softening he held my cock and balls as I held his and then without another word he used his towel to wipe away the cum and without anymore words he left the steam room.

Dazed it took me a little time to recover and I soon slipped out of the room before having shower and heading home holding to another memory to join that one of what I did on the beach. 

A Cock in the Hand Ch. 01



I was on the varsity baseball team as a freshman in college. I guess I was pretty hot shit, if I do say so myself. I was an All-Star shortstop in high school, and broke a school hitting record by the time I was a sophomore. I was being heavily recruited by both college and pro teams by the end of my junior year, and I had no shortage of dates with pretty girls. I lived in a relatively small town, and sex was pretty much accepted as the weekend pasttime. I was as horny as any high school guy, I guess, so I'd had my fair share of pussy by the time I graduated.

I had already decided to go to college and get an education instead of going pro right out off high school, so by the time I had my stuff packed, it was time to head of and begin working out with the other new guys on the team. Most of them came from big cities with big schools and big egos...but I let my playing do the talking for me. Within a few days, I had made a lot of friends and was feeling right at home.

One day after practice, coach came in and told the team that a high school team upstate wanted to scrimmage against the freshmen, so we were to pack up our gear and get ready to leave town the next morning. We were all pretty excited - our first road trip, and freshmen only. I looked over at my roommate, Chad (who was the center fielder) and grinned. Going out of town meant out-of-town pussy with no obligations, and we were all for it.

We had all talked about the girls we'd fucked in high school, and naturally, most of the stories were bullshit. One night, the seniors got together and bought us four cases of beer, and we stayed up all night making up stories about the sex we'd had and cracking each other up with our lies. 

On the bus, headed out of town, we all joked about the team we were going to play. Apparently, they had won the state championship the year before, and their coach wanted to start off the year showing his new bunch how tough it was. It was easy for us to forget that we had just been in high school ourselves, only a few months earlier.

When we arrived at the field to warm up and get in some practice, it was a relief to finally be able to stretch. I had to pee so badly that I could hardly walk, so I headed right for the bathroom. Cliff, the first baseman, came with me, and we both groaned in relief as we were finally able to empty our throbbing bladders.

"Fuck", I said, stretching my back and trying not to spray piss everywhere.

"You said it, man," Cliff said. "That was one long-ass bus ride."

"What time is the game tomorrow?" I asked.

"2:00, I think, but we have to be at the field by twelve to warm up and shit."

"Excellent. That will give us time to go out and see what's what tonight," I said, thinking ahead to maybe sinking my dick into a nice tight pussy. 

Cliff laughed. "Yeah, maybe so," he said, zipping up. "Just be careful where you dip your wick, farm boy." He walked past me and slapped me on the ass as he went by.

I went into the locker room and started getting into uniform, and Chad came over and sat down next to me.

"Hey," he said. "You and Cliff were in the john together for a long time. What's up?"

Startled, I looked over at him. "What?"

"Come on, man. I'm your roomie, you can tell me."

"Tell you what, you fucker?" I asked, starting to feel strange about his comments.

"Man, Cliff is a fag, didn't you know? You guys disappeared into the john and he walked out with a big hard on and a smile on his face. So what gives?"

"Fuck!" I said, standing up and throwing my batting glove on the ground. I started looking for Cliff, and Chad got up and grabbed my arm.

"Brian, take it easy, for fuck's sake," he said.

"What did that asshole say about me?" I asked furiously.

"He didn't say anything, Brian. Come on, man, it's no big deal. He's come on to everyone on the team at some point already. Just blow it off like the rest of us did."

"The rest of you?" I asked, looking at him in surprise. "He came on to you?"

"Fuck yeah. I got a fucking good blow job out of it, too, come to think of it."

I was startled. "What?" I asked. "When did this happen?"

"Shit, about a week after we all got to school. I was the last one out of the locker room and he jumped at me from behind the door. Scared the shit out of me."

"Wha..?" I said, still in shock. "Then what?"

"Well, I thought I was being attacked, so I started swinging. I guess that turned him on, because he finally got me down and I could feel his cock against me. It was hard, man. Hard as a fucking rock, and HUGE. He had me pinned down, and he just looked at me and started rubbing his cock against me. That fucker is STRONG, man. I couldn't get away from him. He told me he'd keep things quiet if I let him blow me so I figured, what the fuck?"

"No shit!" I said, fascinated in spite of myself. 

"Yeah. He told me to just close my eyes and pretend like he was a girl, so I did."

"Well, what then? He just unzipped you and went for it?"

"Yeah, pretty much. He unzipped my pants and pulled them down, then started stroking my pole. I tried to imagine some chick, but honestly? Knowing it was a fucking guy doing it was really something. It was like, nasty, you know?"

I just nodded at him, not saying a word.

"Anyway, he got me hard and sucked me off, and I fucking came so hard I think some went to the ceiling."

"No fucking way!" I exclaimed.

"Oh yeah," he said. "He was pretty good at it, too."

"So has he done it again?" I asked.

"Fuck no! I'm no goddamned fag," he said. "Come on, man, we're late."

He got his glove and headed out the door. I stood there for a minute, still in shock, then followed him out the door.

Practice pretty much sucked. All I could think about, for some reason, was Cliff sucking Chad's cock. When I looked at my teammates, sitting around laughing and joking around like they always do, I couldn't help but wonder who else Cliff had come on to, and if they had let him do anything to them. More disturbingly, I found myself wondering why he hadn't approached me, and was confused at how much it bothered me. 

Coach pulled me from practice after I'd made my third fielding error, yelling at me to get my head out of the clouds and quit fucking around. Frustrated, I headed for the weight room that was next to the locker room and tried to work out my confusion. It amazed me how long practice seemed when I wasn't involved in it.

After a while, I heard the other guys coming in, shouting at each other and calling each other names.

"Hey Brian," one of the players yelled,"you too good to practice with the rest of us, or what?"

"Fuck off," I said, and instead of being mad, all I could think of was, had Cliff sucked his cock, too? 

"Fuck this shit," I said, and went out to the bus without having a shower. The guys all came out after a while, and finally, we headed off to the hotel.

Most of the guys were going to meet in the lobby and go out on the town, but I was fed up with their joking and decided to go upstairs. I had a hot shower, then got into bed and turned on the TV. Flicking through the channels, I came across a movie with a guy going down on a chick, and even though all the good parts weren't shown, I could imagine, and my cock started to stiffen. I knew that was the solution to my tension, so I reached under the sheets and started stroking my dick through my boxer shorts.

"Fuck," I moaned, my dick hard and throbbing. I lifted up my hips and slid my shorts down and off, then left the sheet off and looked down at my cock. I have to admit, I really loved my cock. I had always thought it was nicely shaped, and the girls who had either stroked me or sucked me agreed. I started stroking again, leaning my head back and closing my eyes. I imagined a beautiful woman wrapping her hand around me and stroking, touching the tip of my hard cock with her tongue just before she...

...then, without warning, her hand became Cliff's hand, and her mouth became Cliff's mouth. My eyes jerked open, and I sat up, looking wildly around the room. 

"What the fuck?" I said, looking at my cock. It was still rock hard, and I could feel the churning in my stomach that meant I was going to cum hard and fast. I sat there for a minute, then slowly, I took my cock in my hand again and started stroking. This time, I sat up and watched my hand as it moved up and down my cock. I had never really watched myself jack off before, and seeing the way my hand squeezed and stroked it was really turning me on. I found myself wondering if being stroked like that by Cliff would feel the same, and suddenly, my cock exploded, shooting cum all over my chest and face.

"Oh FUCK!" I groaned, lying back and gasping for breath. I laid there for a while, then got up and had another shower and fell asleep as soon as I got back into bed.

I was having the most incredible dream. I was in bed with the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen, and she was running her hands lightly up and down my back just the way I liked it. I moaned, and she reached around and took my cock in her hand and began to rub it gently.

"Mmm yes," I moaned. "Just like that, baby." My cock was incredibly hard, and her hand was stroking gently, squeezing lightly at the head, then sliding back down.

"Baby, what's that?" I heard myself ask. I felt something hard up against my back, and I pressed against it.

"Ohh," she moaned behind me...and I woke up with a start. That was no woman's voice in my ear.

"What the..?" I asked, struggling to wake up.

"Shhh..." said the voice in my ear. "Just relax and let it happen," he whispered.

"Chad?" I asked, incredulous, reaching down and grabbing his hand to make him stop. 

"Mmm," he hummed, his mouth against the back of my shoulder. "Relax, don't think about it."

"Ohh fuck," I groaned, and took my hand from his, reaching behind me and touching him. He was naked, and so was I. I guess I'd forgotten to put my boxers back on after my shower. I was lying on my side and Chad was right up against me, and I could feel his hard cock poking against my ass. He had his arm around me and his big hand around my cock, and it was amazing how good it felt. His skin was rough and his hand was strong, and the friction against my cock was like electricity going through me. He started jacking me off slowly, his teeth gently pressing against my shoulder. I leaned back and relaxed, and pulled him closer to me with my free hand. 

"Fuck, Brian," he moaned, stroking a little faster. "I've been thinking about your cock all night."

I couldn't speak at all, and my hips started thrusting in rhythm with his strokes. He was apparently very skilled at giving hand jobs, and I found myself wondering who else he had done this for. He would stroke me with long, deep strokes and get my hips moving slowly, then would move a little faster, then slow down and squeeze. I could feel my orgasm building, and I knew it was going to be a gusher.

"Wait," I gasped, putting my hand over his. "I don't want to cum yet."

"No? Why not?" he asked, slowing down, but not letting go.

"I..." I swallowed. "I want to feel your cock, too," I said, my voice hoarse.

"Well, come on then," he said, and turned over onto his back. I turned to face him, and realized the sheets were totally off the bed. I must have kicked them off at some point, and could only imagine his reaction when he came in and saw me naked on the bed.

His cock was huge, and was so hard it was lying flat against his hard stomach. I had seen his body so many times, either in our room or in the locker room, but I had never really paid attention to it. He was a big guy, not an ounce of fat on him. His stomach looked rock hard, as did the rest of him. I was seeing him in a whole new way now, that's for sure.

I reached out and put my hand around his cock, and he closed his hand over mine tightly. 

"Squeeze it, man. I like it hard," he said. I tightened my grip until he moaned through his teeth, and he kept his hand on mine and started jerking his cock hard. I let him manipulate my hand but kept my grip on him, and soon his cock became slick with his juices.

"Ohhh yesss," he moaned, and he let go of my hand and put his hands behind his head, his eyes closed. "Come on, Brian, let me have it," he said through gritted teeth. His legs were open wide and his balls were hanging, flopping up and down as I jerked his cock even harder. I shifted so I could get a better grip and started stroking hard and fast, watching his stomach heave and his legs tighten just before he came. 

"Ohhh FUCK!!" he yelled, his cock jerking in my hand, cum everywhere. My own cock was throbbing, and Chad sat up suddenly, and pushed me , then climbed on top of me and held me down.

"Chad, what the fuck?" I yelled, struggling to get out from under him. I could feel his cock rubbing against mine, growing hard again. 

"Don't worry, I'm not going to pop your cherry tonight, Bri. Doesn't this feel fucking good, though?"

"Fuck yes...but I thought you said you weren't a goddamn fag," I said, gasping, my head spinning at the feel of our cocks rubbing together.

"I'm not. I just like fucking with men, that's all," he said.

We both burst out laughing, then he slid down suddenly and took my cock in his mouth.

"Oh my GOD!" I yelled. Chad's mouth took my cock deeper than any woman ever had, and his tongue ran the entire length of it. He sucked and licked and stroked, and I found myself grabbing the back of his head and raising my hips, jamming my cock in as deep as I could. He didn't back off an inch, just let me fuck his mouth until I grabbed his hair to pull him away.

He sucked me harder, and I gasped, "Chad, I'm going to fucking cum."

He responded by sucking me harder, and I heard myself yell as I came so hard, it felt like I was spraying from my toes. He sucked me until I was dry, then we both fell back, exhausted, breathing hard, covered in sweat.

"Shit," I said. "What the fuck now?"

To be continued...



A Cock in the Hand Ch. 02



The next morning, I woke up before Chad and went down to eat breakfast. Some of the other guys were already there, and I had to wonder if any of them could tell by looking at me...if any of them knew that I had spent most the night getting my cock sucked by my roommate. My head was spinning, trying to figure out what all of this meant, and on top of that all I could think about was how great it felt, having Chad's mouth and tongue wrapped around my hard cock. I had jacked him off and sucked him, too, but he seemed more interested in doing it to me. He offered to let me fuck him, but I wasn't quite ready for that step yet. Part of me was dying to, but another part wasn't so sure. It seemed like fucking him would mean I had crossed a line I couldn't cross back over.

I joined some of the guys at a table and listened with half an ear to their conversation. Apparently, they had gone and found a local hangout, and several of them were talking about the girls they had picked up and fucked. I figured most of it was bullshit, but the details they were laying out were starting to make me hard. I groaned inside – after the workout Chad had given my cock, I wasn't sure I would ever be able to get hard again. 

"Yeah, man, she was so fuckin' hot, I thought she was gonna kill me," said Rob, the catcher. "She was all over me the instant we walked in the door, right, guys?"

They all laughed. "Fuck, man – I couldn't believe it when I saw her grab your dick, right there on the dance floor," Bobby said. He leaned back and closed his eyes, stretching. I glanced over and noticed a bulge growing under the sweats he was wearing. I groaned again, thinking of Chad upstairs, naked on the bed we had shared, picturing his huge cock and how it felt in my hand and my mouth. In my mind's eye, I saw myself sliding under the table and pulling down Bobby's sweats, taking his cock in my mouth as he and the other guys looked on in surprise. 

"...Brian?" I heard someone say. I shook my head and came back into the present.

"Huh?" I said, looking around.

Rob was looking at me strangely. "I said, where were you last night, Brian?"

"Oh. I...uh...I was really tired. I went up to my room and went to sleep," I said, unable to meet his eyes.

"Yeah, right," Bobby said, laughing. "You probably had some chick up there all night, didn't you? Fuck her brains, out, did you?"

"Come on, man," I said, feeling myself begin to blush.

"Fuck, he's blushing, guys! You DID! You DID have some chick up there! Where'd you meet her, huh? Come on, man, tell us!" Bobby said, punching me in the shoulder.

I just grinned and kept on eating, wondering what they would say if I told them the real truth. At that moment, Chad came downstairs, and it was all I could do to keep my eyes off of him. He was wearing loose shorts and a muscle shirt, and all I could think of was how gorgeous he was when he was naked. He was truly a beautiful man, and although I had seen him naked many times, I had never looked at him in quite this way before.

"Well, hello, sleeping beauty," Rob said, teasing him. "It's about time you got here. What's wrong, did Brian keep you up all night with his noisy fucking?"

Chad looked over at me and grinned, then to my relief said, "Yeah, that fucker. I had to sleep in the bathroom, he was making so much damn noise."

The other guys laughed at this, punching me in the shoulder and calling me names. I just grinned and didn't say anything, meeting Chad's eyes one time and seeing his amusement. I wondered if he was thinking the same thing I was – I couldn't wait to get him alone and naked again.

Eventually, the rest of the team made it down for breakfast, including Cliff, who looked as though he'd had a rough night. He looked happy, but pretty rough. His face was all chapped, and he was walking kind of funny. No one said anything to him, although plenty of curious eyes swiveled his way. He was quiet, but had a satisfied look on his face. I looked around and wondered if one of the other guys had spent some time with him last night. I couldn't remember who his roomie for the trip was, but I figured I'd hear about it sooner or later.

When we all went back up to change and get ready to go to the field, it was all I could do to keep my hands off of Chad until we got to the room. The minute we were in the door, I grabbed him and pushed him against the wall, kissing him and grinding against him. Neither of us had shaved yet, and I could feel his stubble on my face. His cock was hard, and so was mine as I rubbed against him. He reached down and pulled me hard against him, and I moaned as he slid his hands down inside my sweats and grabbed my ass roughly.

"Mmm, you like this now, huh, faggot?" he whispered, squeezing my naked ass.

"Fuck you, asshole. This is all your fault," I said, frantically rubbing my cock against his. 

"You don't take what you don't like, fucking fairy," he said, and slid his middle finger down the crack of my ass.

"Oh fuck," I said, feeling something electric shoot through my cock. Chad laughed and kissed me hard, then pushed himself off the wall and wrestled me down to the floor. We fought, and somehow that was more of a turn on than anything. I tried to push him off of me, but he was bigger and had more leverage. He was straddling me with his legs and had my arms trapped behind his knees, and he slowly pulled the front of his shorts down until his cock popped out. I couldn't help staring at it, and he laughed.

"You like my cock now, don't you, bitch?" he said, reaching down and stroking it lightly. I moaned and licked my lips. I started to buck my hips, my hard cock poking at his ass through our clothes. "What? Now you want to fuck me? Is that it?"

I gasped and nodded. It hit me that yes, I wanted to feel my cock slide into his tight ass. Whatever line I was afraid of crossing, I had crossed it last night by letting Chad take as much of my cock as he wanted. 

Chad laughed and leaned over me. "Well, I'm afraid we don't have time for a proper ass-fucking, but if you're good, I'll give you a good face fuck. What do you think?"

"God yes," I moaned, my hard cock throbbing as I thrust my hips up into him.

"That's what I like to hear. Now, you be ready and relax, and I'm going to slide my cock into your mouth," he said, and kissed me hard again. He stood up and slid his shorts off, then reached down and slid my sweats off. He looked at my hard cock and smiled, then knelt down between my legs and took it in his mouth. I gasped, not expecting him to do that, and put my hands on his head as he moved up and down, my cock sliding in and out of his warm, wet mouth.

"Ohhh fuck," I moaned, my hips jerking up to him. He groaned and took my balls in his hands, fondling them, then gently slid one finger into my ass. I cried out as he probed me, jamming my hard cock into his mouth. He pulled away and grinned at me, then moved his body up along mine until he was full length on top of me, our cocks rubbing together.

"Oh yeah, you like it now, bitch," he said, his eyes gleaming. He reached over and grabbed a pillow from the bed and put it under my head, then slowly slid his body up mine until his cock was under my chin. I put my hands on his ass and squeezed, and he threw his head back and moaned. 

"Give it to me," I said, gasping for breath. He was propped up on his hands, and he looked down at me, then moved up until his cock was over my mouth. I reached up with one hand and took him into my mouth, and he moaned and began to slide in and out. I hadn't yet been able to take all of his cock in my mouth, but I was determined to this time. I made myself relax and open wide, and he grunted in surprise as he realized he was able to slide in more than he had last night.

"Ohh yes, Brian," he moaned, "Take all of my hard cock, that's it." He began moving a little faster, and I slid my hands back up to his ass and started pushing him deeper in. He was panting harder, grunting with each thrust, and I was able to relax enough to let him slide all the way in.

"Fuck YES!" he cried out, and began thrusting even harder. I let my lips tighten up just enough to create friction, but let my throat relax, and it seemed to make him crazy. He started pumping faster, then I got bold and slid a finger into his ass. He stiffened when he felt it, then relaxed and pushed his ass up toward me, letting me slide another finger inside him.

"That's it, fuck my ass, bitch," he said. "Suck my cock and fuck my ass, that's it. Come on, asshole, make me cum."

I was about to cum too, my cock throbbing and aching to be sucked, or stroked or something. I felt my fingers sliding in and out of his tight asshole and pictured my cock there, sliding in and out, fucking him while I reached around to jack him off. That did it for me – my hard cock exploded, shooting cum all over my stomach and chest, and probably on Chad's ass, as well.

"I'm cumming, Brian," he hissed through gritted teeth. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum all over your fucking mouth."

I moaned, my mouth full of his dick, and held him there as his cock exploded like mine had done. He grunted and moaned loudly, jamming his cock into my throat one last time, then collapsed on top of me. I sucked on his cock as it went soft, licking the cum that I hadn't swallowed, then he rolled off of me and laid back on the floor, covered in sweat and breathing hard.

"Fuck, you goddamn cocksucker," he groaned. "How am I supposed to have enough energy to play now?"

I laughed and sat up, wiping my chin and leaning against the bed. "You started it, asshole. I just finished the job, that's all."

"I guess we need to shower and get ready," he said. "We've only got an hour left."

We looked at each other and laughed, and I said, "We are NOT showering together, you got that? The last thing I need is to be rubbing up against your naked body again."

"Fine," he said. "Plenty of time for that when we get home, anyway." He winked at me and laughed as I stared at him, silenced. I hadn't even thought about what would happen when we got back to school. The thought of having him all to myself every night sent a shiver right through me, and I jumped up and hopped in the shower before anything else could happen.

Everyone was pretty quiet on the bus ride over to the ball field. Chad and I decided it would be best if we didn't sit together, and since there was plenty of room on the charter bus, everyone had their own seat anyway. It might have looked weird if we had sat together. I got my iPod out and put my headphones on, losing myself in the music and in thoughts of what I wanted to do to Chad...and what I wanted him to do to me. I wondered if Coach knew about how much cocksucking was going on with his team. I looked over at Cliff, but he had headphones plugged in and had his eyes closed. I wondered if he was thinking about who he had fucked – or who had fucked him – last night. 

'Stop it,' I told myself sternly. 'Concentrate on the fucking game, you idiot. If we lose, there will be hell to pay.' I forced myself to think of nothing but the game ahead, and by the time we got to the field, I was ready to play.

The game itself was no big deal. We killed the high school boys, but all the same, they were pretty good. We had a lot of fun, and the younger guys improved even as the game went on. They were a great bunch of guys, not at all threatened by us being there, and they treated us with respect even though they joked around with us quite a bit, calling us "old man" and shit like that. The day had warmed up considerably, and instead of playing a double header, both coaches decided one game was enough, so they sent us to the showers and told us to pack up so we could get home.

The showers were pretty crowded with both teams being in there, so I was just thinking I might wait to shower off when some of the high school guys came over and said we could use the girl's stalls, since none of them were there. A few of us took our gear and went over there, but Chad stayed with the other guys. I thought it was just as well, because I'd probably get a hard on if I saw him naked again.

The girl's showers were different – much cleaner, for one thing, and they actually had stalls instead of a big, open room. I went to turn on the lights, but they didn't work. It was almost pitch black in there, and the high school guys apologized and said the school was trying to conserve energy, but promised that the hot water worked. There was just enough light to find my way to a shower, but once I got in and pulled the curtain, it was totally dark. It didn't matter to me – I knew where the faucets were, so I turned them on and let the warm water rush over me. 

I was soaping myself up, my eyes closed, when I felt someone behind me. I started to turn around, but a hand reached around me and started to stroke my cock. I was so surprised that I nearly choked on the water running over my face, but the person behind me wouldn't let me turn around. Even with my eyes open, I couldn't see, so I just closed my eyes again and waited to see what was going to happen. I thought it first it was Chad behind me, but the body was smaller and the hand wasn't as big or rough. Still, he seemed to know what he was doing, and I felt myself growing hard as he continued to stroke me. He pushed himself up against my back and reached around with his free hand to pinch my nipples, and I moaned before I could catch myself. The hand left my nipples and took one of my hands, pulling it around behind me and placing it on an erect cock. I knew what he wanted, and I closed my fist around his cock and held it there as he started to rock back and forth. I heard a soft moan in my ear, and figured it was probably one of the high school guys behind me. I didn't say anything, and neither did he. We just stood there, him stroking me and fucking my fist with his cock. It occurred to me to be glad I was young, because it seemed like my cock was always hard these days, and always full of cum. I admit, I was a little tender, but a few minutes of gentle stroking was doing wonders for that.

I could feel the guy behind me tensing up, and his cock started to throb in my hand. The water was rushing over both of us, nice and warm, and my own cock was beginning to throb in his hand. He put his mouth against my back and I heard a muffled moan, then felt something spurt onto my back as he came all over me. My fist, already wet from the water, became slick with his cum. He moved my hand and started to stroke me faster, then pushed me against the wall and pulled my hips toward him. I felt him slide down, still stroking my cock, then I felt a tongue begin to probe my asshole.

"Ohh god," I moaned, then muffled my mouth against my upper arm. I had never had my ass licked before, although I'd heard guys talk about making their girlfriends do it. It had always sounded kind of gross to me, actually...but I was quickly changing my mind about that. I moved out from the wall a bit and bent over, giving him more access to my ass. He knelt behind me and, still stroking my cock, began to slide his tongue in and out of my asshole. I couldn't believe how fucking good it felt. I could feel myself about to cum, and I tried to stop him from stroking me, but he wouldn't let me. He spun me around, and the next thing I knew, my cock was in his mouth and he was sucking me. I couldn't help myself - I grabbed the back of his head and face-fucked him, much like Chad had done to me. I jammed my cock into his mouth and he took the whole thing, sucking as hard as he could. I was pounding into his mouth, my hips moving back and forth as fast as I could go, and suddenly I came right in his mouth. He didn't say a word, just moaned and sucked me until I couldn't stand it and had to pull out of his mouth. As I leaned against the wall, trying to catch my breath, I heard the curtain open and he was gone.

'Fuck,' I thought. 'What the hell is in the water up here? I've had more sex in the past two days than in the last month!'

I finished my shower and slowly, wearily, got dressed and went out to the bus. Not everyone was there yet, so I got a seat near the back, put my headphones on, and promptly fell asleep.

When I woke up a bit later, it was already dark and the bus was quiet. I looked around to see if anyone was awake, but everyone seemed to be sleeping. Even Coach was up in the front of the bus with his cap pulled down over his eyes. I had been so tired, I hadn't even felt the bus take off. I stretched and got up to go to the bathroom, then sat back down and thought about everything that had happened over the past couple of days. Amazingly, something I had never even considered doing was now something I couldn't wait to do – I wanted to fuck a guy's ass and let him fuck me. I sighed, thinking of how good it felt when Chad stroked or sucked me, remembering how that guy's tongue felt in my ass. I wondered who it had been, and the thought occurred to me that it could have been one of my teammates. The body had felt small to me, but then, I was used to Chad's big ass, so maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. He sure had known what he was doing, no doubt about that.

As I sat there looking out the window and was about to drift off to sleep again, I felt someone sit down next to me. I looked, and it was Chad, sitting there with a big grin on his face.

"Have a nice shower?" he asked, whispering.

I snorted. "Shit, Chad, do you know everything that goes on?"

He just grinned, looking very pleased with himself. "Well, I had to make sure you were being taken care of, since I couldn't do it myself. There were too many eyes on both of us, in case you didn't notice."

"What the fuck? YOU sent that guy in there?" I asked, incredulous.

"Shh! Shut up, you idiot!" he hissed, putting his hand over my mouth and laughing again. "Of course I did! I wanted to fuck you right then and there, but it would have been too obvious if we'd both gone to the other showers."

I sighed and relaxed, then leaned against the window. "Well, who the hell did you send in there? He sure knew what he was doing."

"That's my little secret, I'm afraid. He only did it on the condition that it be anonymous," he said, putting his hand on my thigh. I looked down at his hand, then looked back up at him.

"What do you think you're doing?" I asked.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" he said, sliding his hand over to my crotch. I was wearing sweats with no underwear, and I'm sure he knew that.

"Fuck, Chad, what if someone wakes up and sees us?"

"Don't be such a pussy, little man. They're all sound asleep, even Coach. So what do you say? Wanna play?" he said, rubbing the bulge that was growing in my pants.

"Ohh fuck, of course I do."

"Okay, but here are the rules. You have to look straight ahead, and you can't touch me or make any sound until I give you permission. You got that?"

I sighed deeply, leaning back and sitting on my hands, then looked over at him.

"I'm all yours," I said.

His lips curved in a smile, and he faced forward, not looking at me. I looked up to the front of the bus, watching Coach, who was still asleep with his cap pulled down. I decided not to watch what Chad was doing, so I kept my eyes forward.

He reached into my sweats and pulled the front down so my cock was hanging out. I was semi-hard, but I knew that wouldn't last long. Chad settled in next to me, reaching into his own sweats and pulling out his cock. He put his hand in my lap and began to gently run his fingertips along the top of my cock. I gasped and jerked, then bit my lip to keep from making any noise. He did that for what seemed like ages, just touched me gently until my cock was standing straight up. He would rub the top, then slide his fingers underneath and rub there, then reach down and play with my balls. I tell you, I was having a hell of a time not making any noise. I could see, out of the corner of my eye, Chad's hand stroking his own cock slowly, and I could tell he was as hard as I was.




A Cock in the Hand Ch. 02



Finally, he took my cock in his hand and began to stroke me. He was doing it very slowly, and anytime I started to move my hips in rhythm with his strokes, he stopped moving until I did. It was driving me fucking crazy, and he knew it. He sat there with me, on a bus with our baseball team, and jerked me off. It was amazingly sexy, us having to be so quiet. I kept watching Coach to see if he was awake, but he slept on and so did the rest of the team...or so I thought. In the midst of my trying to be still and quiet, I happened to look a few seats up and noticed some movement there. The seats of the bus were bucket seats, so there was a small bit of space in between them. The first couple of rows in front of me were empty, but about four rows ahead, I could see the top of someone's head. Looking between the seats, I could see that there was someone in the seat next to him...and suddenly, I realized what I was seeing. The guy a few rows up from me was getting a blow job!

I looked over at Chad, and when he looked at me, I pointed up there with my chin. He looked, and smiled, then leaned over and whispered, "I told you Cliff gets around. Now be still and don't look at me again or I'll stop stroking your cock."

I looked toward the front again, this time paying more attention. Every once in a while, when we passed streetlights, I could see Cliff's head bobbing up and down in the lap of the guy he was sucking. I still couldn't tell who that was, but he sure seemed to be enjoying it. I was getting excited watching, and Chad could tell. He just sat there next to me and patiently, gently, stroked my cock. He leaned over and whispered in my ear, "It's Rob, by the way. He lets Cliff suck him all the time."

I grinned and kept watching. Now that I knew who he was, I could imagine Rob's face as Cliff swallowed his cock. Every so often, Rob would lean his head back, and I could see through the seats that he had his hands on Cliff's head, pushing him down as he mouth fucked him. It seemed to go on for a long time...and so did the exquisite hand-job Chad was giving me. Just when I thought I was about to cum, Chad would slow down and squeeze my cock, stopping me from exploding. I was going nuts, and finally he leaned over and said, "Okay, you can touch me if you want."

I took his cock in my hand and started to stroke him like he had done to me, and we both sat there giving each other hand jobs, trying not to make any noise. I leaned over to him and said, "How do you know about Rob and Cliff?"

He was watching them, his hand still stroking me gently. "Rob told me when he was drunk one night. He said it was the best fucking blow job he'd ever had, and he didn't want Cliff to stop, but he didn't want anyone to think he's queer."

"So what did you tell him?" I said, lightly biting the side of his neck.

He shivered and his hand tightened on my cock enough to make me gasp, then he began stroking again. "I told him Cliff had sucked me, too, and that if it felt good and didn't hurt anyone, it was no one else's fucking business. I told him to let Cliff suck him all he wants."

"You did? Does he ever return the favor?"

"Not that I know of. He just likes the way Cliff sucks him, but he's not interested in it himself. Cliff's a good guy, and keeps his mouth shut unless there's a dick in it. He knows he'd better, or the team would kick his ass."

Right then, I happened to look up into the rear view mirror, and saw that Coach was now awake. Chad took that moment to begin stroking me faster, and whispered, "Don't make a sound or I'll stop." 

I looked up and right into Coach's eyes in the mirror, and tried as hard as I could not to let on that I was getting a hand job from the guy sitting next to me. Chad, somehow, was able to keep his upper body from moving while he stroked my cock, and I had to hold on until Coach put his cap back over his eyes. As soon as he did that, I leaned back and my entire body stretched as I came all over Chad's hand and the back of the seat in front of me. I had forgotten about Chad's cock in my extreme pleasure, and found it was still hard and in my hand, then Chad put his hand on top of mine and made me begin to stroke him. He kept his hand there and made me stroke even harder and faster, grunting and shoving my head down into his lap at the same time. I put my mouth on his cock just as he came, swallowing all his cum and sucking his cock dry. He thrust a few times into my mouth, then pushed my head away and made me sit up. 

"Look up there," he whispered, putting his cock back into his sweats. I did the same, then looked up just in time to watch Rob cum. At least, I assume that's what happened, since he almost came out of his seat and pressed Cliff's head even harder into his lap. Shortly after that, Cliff's head appeared next to Rob's, he leaned over and said something, then he got up and moved into an empty seat. Rob just sat there, his head back, then apparently fell asleep. I watched Cliff for a minute, then nudged Chad with my elbow.

"I think he's jacking off," I said.

"Probably so," Chad said, starting to get up.

"Where are you going?" I asked, sliding my hand over his crotch and squeezing his balls.

He looked down at me and laughed. "We're almost home, and I want to be in my own seat when everyone wakes up."

I looked over at Cliff, then said, "Why don't you go help him out?"

Chad laughed, then said, "What makes you think I haven't already?" 

I just stared at him as he walked down the aisle and collapsed into his own seat. 

To be continued...



A Cock in the Hand Ch. 03



I couldn't wait to get off the bus and get back to the jock dorm. I was tired and wanted to sleep, but most of all, I was excited about the new world that had opened up for me. I tried not to think too much about the implications...after all, I wasn't gay. I had fucked plenty of women and thoroughly enjoyed the experience; I had had my cock sucked and had eaten pussy, and had never thought twice about it...but thinking about Chad's cock, hands, and ass was a whole new level of enjoyment. His last comment had left me vaguely anxious and disturbed...after all, hadn't he said nothing else had happened between he and Cliff? I don't suppose it really mattered...but then again, it kind of did. I guess I wanted Chad all to myself.

I got back to the room before he did and unpacked impatiently. Well, dumped my stuff on the floor is more the truth. I did laundry the typical guy way – throw it all in the washing machine, dump some detergent in, and hope for the best. I turned on the TV and lay down on my bed, my heart beating in anticipation of Chad coming in. I thought back to everything that had happened over the past couple of days, and found myself becoming stiff again. I groaned and rolled over, reaching into my sweats and massaging my tender cock. I don't think it had ever seen so much action, even with me jacking off as much as I usually did. Slowly, I fell asleep, dreaming of Chad's cock and his mouth sucking mine.

When I woke up later, it was dark in the room. I sat up, groggy and disoriented, and heard the familiar sound of Chad's breathing across the room. Part of me was slightly hurt that he hadn't woken me up, and I had to wonder exactly when he had come in. I sat there for a few minutes before I realized that I was naked, and I knew I hadn't been naked when I'd fallen asleep earlier. I must have really been asleep not to feel Chad pulling my pants and shirt off! 

I got up and softly walked over to his bed. He was sprawled out in his typical fashion, his long limbs splayed out, legs tangled in the sheets, snoring gently. He was naked, too, and I stood there for a moment, drinking in the sight of his gorgeous body. It amazed me how many times I had seen that body naked, but had never appreciated it the way I did now. His cock was soft and laying to one side, and I stared at it, my mind whirling. It seemed like there was nothing else in the room except for that gorgeous cock and me.

Taking a deep breath, I knelt next to his bed and reached out for it, taking it in my hand and feeling its weight. Even soft, his cock was pretty big. I held it for a minute, then closed my hand around it and started to stroke it gently. Chad moaned and shifted, but didn't wake up. I stroked his cock with one hand and gently rubbed his balls with the other, and slowly, his cock began to turn rigid. I looked up at his face, but he was still asleep, although he had begun to breathe a bit harder and his hips were moving up and down as I stroked him. I was getting excited, too, and could feel my cock getting hard.

I shifted and moved up to sit next to him, trying to move the bed as little as possible. His cock was fully hard by now, and was becoming slick from the fluid coming out of his hole. I leaned over and licked the head, running my tongue around the ridge of it and down the shaft. He moaned even louder this time, and I looked up at him to see that he was struggling to wake up. I slid his whole cock in my mouth and started to suck on him, and he arched his back and put his hands on the back of my head.

"Oh fuck, Brian," he moaned. "What a great way to wake up." He laced his hands together on the back of my head and pushed me down on his cock as he thrust his hips up. I nearly gagged, but managed to relax and gain control as I felt the tip of his cock on the back of my throat. I breathed through my nose and concentrated on being still while he face-fucked me, and when I looked up at him, his head was thrown back and his eyes were closed. That excited me almost more than having his cock in my mouth, and I had to reach down and stroke my own cock. 

I could feel Chad's cock begin to throb in my mouth, so I reached up and started stroking it as I sucked him. I knew that was exciting him, because he started jerking his hips up and put his hand over mine, making me stroke him even harder and faster. My head was moving up and down so fast that I had to close my eyes, then suddenly he raised his hips and shoved his cock deep into my mouth, and he came so much that most of it spilled out of my mouth and onto the sheets. He groaned and kept his hands on my head, jerking his hips, so I sucked him until he shoved my head away. He grabbed me and pulled me up next to him, wrapping his arms around me and squeezing me as his breathing calmed down. My cock was still hard, poking against his leg, and I reached down and held his cock in my hand. 

We lay there like that for a minute, then he suddenly rolled over on top of me and pinned my arms above my head. He leaned down and kissed me, hard, then bit my neck and moved down to bite my nipples. I cried out in surprise as his teeth rubbed over my erect nipples, and I wrapped my legs around his hips and pushed my hard cock against him.

"What do you want, boy?" he grunted, looming over me again. His hands were wrapped around my wrists, then he moved one of my arms so both of my wrists were held together with one of his hands. With his other one, he reached down and grabbed my cock, which by now was aching and throbbing because I was so hard and excited. 

"Ahhh..." I moaned, feeling his big hand enclose my cock. He rubbed his thumb over the tip of it as he squeezed, and I started thrusting into his hand as he kissed me again. His tongue lashed my mouth and his lips devoured me. I was going crazy, my cock hard as a rock and slick in his hand, and he slid down and took it in his mouth. He sucked me hard, running his tongue over me, and I felt myself about to explode. He let go of my hands and I grabbed his head and jammed my hips up, my cock going deep into his mouth. He tightened his lips and sucked harder, and I came so hard that my ears throbbed. He seemed to be glued to my cock, sucking all my come and licking me all over. 

"Ahhh god..." I moaned, still jamming my cock into his warm wet mouth. He put his hands under my ass and pulled me into him, lifting my hips and swirling his tongue around the length of my cock.

"Mmm..." he said, finally lifting his head. I leaned back, gasping, so tired I could hardly move. "Tasty."

I laughed, and he wiped his chin, then sat up and straddled me, his cock lying along my stomach. He reached down and rubbed my chest, his hands flicking my nipples, then ran his hands up and down my stomach and over my shoulders. I looked up at him, my hands moving on his thighs. He just sat there touching me for a long time, and we didn't speak. As my hands became more restless and started to roam over his body, I felt his cock twitch. I looked, and sure enough, he was getting hard again. I looked up into his eyes and saw the amusement and desire there.

"Why didn't you wake me up when you got home?" I asked, my hands sliding up and down his sides.

"I tried to, but you were out cold," he said. "I thought you would wake up when I started to undress you, but you didn't move. I figured if I let you rest, you'd have more strength for later."

"Good idea," I murmured, then slid my hands to his ass. His cock was still getting hard, but I deliberately didn't touch it. I watched it grow in length as I rubbed his ass and his back. He just sat there, still touching me, watching his own cock as it grew.

He leaned forward and bent down to kiss me, and when he did, I put both hands on his ass cheeks and spread them open. He gasped, then pushed his ass toward me, his hard cock rubbing against my stomach. I gently slid one finger into his asshole, and he moaned, tightening his ass around me. 

"You like my tight ass, boy?" he said in my ear, panting slightly.

"Fuck yeah," I said, feeling my cock start to harden at the feel of his breath in my ear.

"You want to slide your cock into my tight hole, don't you?" he asked, grinding into me. 

"Ohh fuck yeah," I moaned, imagining the tightness of it around my cock.

He sat up and moved so my cock was in between his ass cheeks and the tip of it was touching the back of his balls. He guided my cock into place and rocked back and forth, and I started moving back and forth, my cock rubbing against his skin. 

"I want to fuck your ass," I whispered, my hands on his hips. He grinned at me, then leaned over and grabbed my cock with one hand. He guided it to his asshole and put just the tip in, then slowly lowered himself on top of me.

"OHHH FUCK!!" I cried out, feeling the incredible tightness closing around my throbbing cock. He grunted in pleasure and pain and lowered himself until my entire cock was inside him, then he sat there, looking down at me, his eyes half closed.

"Fuck me, Brian," he gasped, and began to move up and down on my cock. I could hardly move, it felt so good. His asshole was incredibly tight, and I have to say, it was better than any pussy I had ever had – even virgin pussy. I began to thrust up into him, and even though it must have hurt him some, he forced himself down on my cock so I sank into him all the way to my balls.

"Ohhh yesssss..." I moaned, and Chad took my hand and placed it on his cock so I could stroke him and fuck him at the same time. The feel of his hard cock in my hand and my hard cock in his tight ass was exquisite. I pumped my hips up and down and stroked him in rhythm, his hands on my chest as he rode me. I put my head back and closed my eyes, thinking of nothing but the incredible pleasure of the friction on my cock. Chad was moaning loudly as I fucked him, and I could only imagine how my cock must have felt inside him. 

His cock was hard and slick in my hand, and I closed my fist tighter around him, knowing how roughly he liked his cock to be handled. I jerked him hard, fucked him hard, and soon began to feel the explosion building inside me. I wasn't sure he wanted me to come in his ass, so I gasped, "I'm gonna blow, Chad." 

He opened his eyes and put his hand over my hand on his cock, making me jerk him even harder. "You want to come in my ass or my mouth?" he asked, and although I didn't want to leave the tight hole my cock was jamming into, I wanted to feel him sucking me as I came.

"Your mouth," I moaned, and he pulled himself off of me with an audible pop, then bent down and slid my cock in his mouth and began stroking and sucking me hard and fast. He was stroking his own cock at the same time, and although I wanted to reach over and do it for him, the incredible pleasure building inside me was too much. All I could do was put my hands on the back of his head and force him down on me as I began to come. I sprayed hard, and he kept his mouth glued to my cock, sucking and licking me until I had to move him away. My hips kept twitching, and he slid back on top of me so that his cock was pointed right at my face. He closed his fist around his cock and started fucking his hand, the tip of his cock sliding out and hitting me in the chin at every thrust. 

"Ohh," he groaned, then suddenly he came all over me, his creamy load splatting all over my face. I put my hands on his ass and pushed him forward so I could lick his cock, and he leaned over me, letting his softening cock rub all over me. He collapsed next to me, both of us panting and sweaty.

"Jesus," he said. "We're going to wear each other our if we keep this up."

I laughed and flopped a hand over to hit him, leaving it to rest on his chest. "No shit. I never want to leave this room again, you know?"

"Yeah, but that might look a little weird," he said, turning over on his side to look at me. He reached out and started running his hand over my chest and stomach, lightly, enough to make me shiver in pleasure.

"I have to ask you something," I said, loving the feel of his hand on me.

"What?" he asked, looking at me.

"Well, you told me you had only let Cliff suck you off that one time."

"Yeah, and?" he said, still stroking my skin lightly.

"So was that true?" I asked.

"No," he said simply.

"No? What do you mean, no?" I asked, sitting up and looking at him.

"Come on, Brian. It was hard enough for me to admit that he'd done it the once until I was sure you would be okay with it," he said.

"Okay, so tell me the truth now," I said.

"The truth is, I've been fucking him and letting him blow me since high school," he said.

I had forgotten about them going to high school together. I wasn't quite sure what to think.

"So you ARE a fag," I said flatly.

"Yes," he said, watching me.

I just sat there, not saying anything, feeling the jealousy rip through me. He must have seen what I was thinking, because he sat up and pulled me into his arms.

"Look, Brian," he said. "You've got to understand, guys like us don't 'do' relationships. I'm glad you like to play with me as much as I like to play with you, but don't go thinking we're exclusive or anything. I like to fuck guys. I like hard cock up my ass, in my mouth, and I like my cock in a guy's mouth. I like getting hand jobs, and giving them. I especially like finding straight guys and showing them the ropes."

"Like with me," I said, not sure what to feel.

"Yeah, like with you. It's cool that you're my roomie, because if you want to, I'll fuck with you every night and twice a day if you can handle it. You also need to be able to handle that I'll fuck whomever I want, whenever I want. That's just the way it is. If you can't handle that, maybe one of us needs to move out."

I pulled back. "No! I don't want that. I just need time to get used to this, that's all."

He smiled and leaned over to kiss me. "Good. Now let's go to sleep, we've got shit to do today."

I started to get up and go to my own bed, but he stopped me and pulled me down next to him, scooting up against my back. He put his arm around me and pulled me close, his hand moving down to take my tender cock in his hand. I groaned, and he laughed, biting my shoulder.

"Don't worry, I know you're tired. I just love this cock. Now go to sleep."

I drifted off, feeling his long body against my back, his hand loosely holding my cock, knowing this was going to be an interesting ride.

When I woke up, Chad was already gone. I figured he had gone to work out, so I went to have a shower and get ready to go to the ball field. The rest of the night had been interesting, sleeping in the same bed with Chad. We didn't have sex again, although at one point I woke up to him thrusting gently into my back. I murmured his name, but he must have been dreaming. His cock was semi-hard, and I liked how it felt when he pressed it up against me. I let him sleep, and eventually, he subsided and began snoring again.

After my shower, I went back to the room and got dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, then headed over to the baseball field. There were still a few days until classes started, but the team was practicing and working out to get ready for the season. It was still kind of early and no one was on the field yet, so I went into the locker room to change into my gear and get my glove.

It was very quiet, but as I walked past a storage room, I heard something strange. It was muffled, but definitely sounded like a moan to me. Interested, I put my ear against the door and listened harder. Yes, it was a moan all right, and I thought I recognized it. I opened the door a crack and sure enough, Chad was standing up against the wall, Cliff kneeling in front of him, sucking his cock. As usual, Chad had his eyes closed, so I stood there and watched for a while, fascinated at the sight of his cock going in and out of Cliff's mouth. He had his hands on the back of Cliff's head and was thrusting gently back and forth, and Cliff seemed to have no trouble taking his entire length deep in his throat. Cliff's pants were pulled down and he was stroking his own cock, which was stiff and almost as big as Chad's. As I watched, I felt myself getting a little jealous, then remembered what Chad had said and tried to stifle it, concentrating instead on watching how Cliff sucked his cock. Soon enough, Chad said, "Fuck, I'm coming," and shoved his cock deep inside Cliff's mouth. Cliff held on and swallowed Chad's load, not moving until Chad pulled himself out of Cliff's mouth. Cliff stood up, still stroking his cock, and placed one of Chad's hands on it. Chad smiled and stroked him until Cliff came, and at that point I softly closed the door and hurried into the locker room to change.

All through practice, I kept looking at the two of them, imagining all the stuff they had done together since high school. I imagined the first time Chad had his cock sucked, and found myself tingling at the thought of his high school cock being swallowed by his teammate. I remembered how I felt the first time Chad sucked me, and it was all I could do to concentrate on practice. After what seemed like forever, Coach called us all in from the field and told us to hit the showers. 

As the team filed in, joking and calling each other names as usual, I watched carefully to see if I could pick up any signals. I watched Cliff as he got ready for his shower, noticing him look at Rob and give a slight nod of the head. Rob smiled at him and took off his clothes, and I noticed Cliff watching him. I looked around, noticing for the first time how my teammates all had incredible bodies. I couldn't help but look at their cocks and asses in a whole new light, and found myself growing hard just looking at them.

"Shit!" I thought, covering myself with a towel. It wouldn't do at all to have the other guys see me getting a hard on while looking at them. I had a feeling it was more than just Rob, Cliff, Chad and I who were into cock, but I wasn't sure who and didn't want to take a chance. I stood there until Rob left the room and headed for a shower, then watched as Cliff followed him after a couple of minutes. None of the other guys seemed to notice, so after a few minutes, I followed them.

They had gone to the area of the room that had stalls instead of the communal shower, and I had a hard time finding them at first. Finally, I heard a low grunting sound, and I quietly followed it until I came to the last stall, which was kind of hidden in a small hallway (the locker room was very old and had been added on to a lot, creating neat little hidden places). The curtain was pulled over the opening, so I carefully pulled it aside just enough for me to see in. Immediately, I was greeted by the sight of Rob's ass flexing as he slid his cock in and out of Cliff's ass. Cliff was bent over, bracing himself on the walls of the shower, and Rob was leaning over his back as he fucked him. 

"Damn!" I thought, wishing I could see better. I watched Rob's ass muscles clench and release as he fucked him, and could tell that he had reached around and was jacking Cliff off at the same time. My own cock began to grow, and I slid my towel off and began to stroke it as I watched. That Cliff really was a cock slut, and I was getting into watching Rob fuck him when I felt a hand clap over my mouth and I was seized from behind. I tried to struggle, but the person behind me dragged me back and away from the shower stall. He pulled me inside a storage room and closed the door, turning me around to face him. It was Chad.

"Fuck!" I said, hitting him. "You scared the shit out of me!"

He laughed and looked down at my cock, still semi-erect. "Enjoying the show, were you?" he asked.

"Uh," I said, blushing. "Yeah, you could say that."

"And the one this morning, did you enjoy it, too?" 

I looked at him, startled. "You knew I was there?" I asked.




A Cock in the Hand Ch. 03



"Yeah. I was kind of hoping you'd come along and catch us. Why didn't you come and join in?" 

"Oh, hell," I muttered. "I don't know. I guess I liked watching."

He walked up to me, took off his own towel, and pulled me close to him so our cocks were touching. He reached down and took both our cocks in one hand, slowly stroking us both. I gasped and leaned into him, my head on his shoulder. He rubbed our cocks together for a little longer, then stopped and pushed me away. I looked up in surprise.

"What the fuck?" I said, rubbing my aching cock. It was still throbbing.

"I gotta get going," he said, wrapping his towel around his waist and heading for the door.

"Going where? Got someone else to fuck?" I said, a touch of bitterness creeping into my voice.

He stopped with one hand on the door, his back to me.

"Shut the fuck up," he said. "I told you this morning, if you don't like how things are, move out. I'm not changing just for you."

I was silent, and he turned to face me, leaning against the door.

"If you must know, yes, I'm off to fuck someone else. Who and where is none of your business, but if you want to fool around in our room later, fine. If not, that's fine too, although I hope you'll want to. Don't make such a big deal out of this. It's just sex, you know? Just fucking."

He turned around without waiting for an answer, and left me standing there in the storage room alone. I was hurt, no question...but then I thought, if he can fuck other guys, why can't I? If this is how the game is played, then fuck it –I'll play it, too.

I left the room and went back to the shower stall where Rob and Cliff had been, but they were gone. Disappointed, I went back to the main locker room, had a quick shower, then got dressed and left to go back to the dorm. I walked into my room, half expecting to see Chad in there fucking someone, but the room was empty. I sat on my bed and started thinking. I knew I wanted to find someone to fuck, but where? This was all new to me and had pretty much fallen into my lap, so I really had no idea where to start.

I thought a bit longer, then went to my computer and got online. I did some searching, and discovered a new term – glory hole. I read about it then found some free video clips, and found my cock getting hard at the thought of being sucked off by some anonymous guy. It didn't take me long to find information about where they might be found locally, so I wrote down a few places, slid on a pair of loose shorts (no underwear, of course), and headed out the door. 

The first place I went to was a roadside park, and the bathroom was disgusting. I looked in the last stall, and sure enough, there was a hole cut into the wall, about cock height. I looked around doubtfully, not sure this was the place I wanted to have my first glory hole experience. I was nervous and scared, but also excited. I decided to sit and wait for a few minutes, so I went into the stall next to the glory hole stall and sat down to wait. In the meantime, I pulled out my cock and stroked it slowly, enjoying the sight of my hand on it and remembering how it had felt to slide it into Chad's tight ass. I was lost in my dream world when I heard a sound from the stall next to me.

"Psst."

I looked around, startled, then saw a finger motioning to me from the hole in the wall. I looked at it for a minute, not sure what to do, then a voice whispered, "You want your cock sucked or not?" 

I sure as hell did. I got up and went over to the wall, then slid my cock through the hole. I felt a hand grasp me, then begin to stroke me slowly. 

"Oh, my," I thought, pushing myself as close to the wall as I could get. I felt a hand come through the hole and lift my balls through, then felt a warm mouth enclose the tip of my cock as a hand began to play with my balls. I moaned softly, and felt my entire length slowly being surrounded by the warm mouth on the other side of the wall. He started sucking on me, and I grabbed the top of the wall to try and shove my cock deeper in his mouth. It felt so incredibly good that I forgot about the filthy surrounding, amazed at how turned on I was and how nasty this felt. This guy really knew what he was doing, too. He would take my shaft deep in his throat, then would stroke me while he licked the tip of it, running his tongue around the rim and over my piss hole. Not being able to see what was coming next was even better, and before I knew it, I had blown my load into his waiting mouth. He sucked me dry, then let go and I heard him leave as I stood back and pulled up my pants. I was exhausted, having had more sex in the past week than I'd had in a long time. I sat there on the toilet, catching my breath, then I heard someone else go into the stall next to me. I knew there was no way I could stand having my cock sucked just then, so I didn't move. I watched the hole for a minute, then I stood up to leave. Just as I was about to open the door to the stall, a hard cock slid through the hole. I stared at it for a minute, then walked over and put my hand on it. I wasn't sure I wanted to stick it in my mouth, but I was more than willing to jerk him off. 

"Suck me," he whispered hoarsely.

"It's a hand job or nothing," I whispered back, not letting go.

He was quiet and I could sense that he didn't like it, but he didn't withdraw his cock.

"Fine, but you better make me come," he said, and started to move his cock back and forth.

"No problem," I said, and tightened my fist around his cock. He moaned and started to thrust faster, and I concentrated on holding him just tight enough that his cock would slide through my hand with a bit of friction. It was really weird, seeing that disembodied cock slide through my hand. It didn't take long for him to come, shooting spurts onto the next wall and all over my hand. He grunted and thrust a few more times, then pulled out, saying, "Next time, be ready to suck some cock. Hand jobs don't cut it in here."

I waited until he left, then I left quickly, not looking around as I walked to my car. I sat in there for a minute, trying to decide if I should go scout out another place. I wondered where Chad was and who he was fucking, and that got me going. Two could play at this game.

The next place I went to was a little more clean, but not much. I stayed in the car and watched different men come and go, trying to decide if I was brave enough to suck some stranger's cock. It was one thing to suck Chad's – I knew him and trusted him. It was something different to let some guy I didn't know slide his cock into my mouth. I watched for a while longer, then saw a nicely built young guy go into the bathroom. Something about him caught my interest, so I waited for a second or two, then followed him in.

I went to the next to last stall and sat down, waiting to see what happened. The hole that was cut into the wall was fairly large, and I could see something going on in the next stall. I got closer and saw that the cute guy I had followed in was jacking off. I looked at his cock, which was pretty nice. He seemed to be right into what he was doing, so I made a decision and stuck my finger through the hole, beckoning for him to come closer. I backed up, hoping he'd seen me, and soon enough, his cock came poking through the hole. I took a deep breath and knelt in front of the hole, then tentatively stuck my tongue out and licked the tip of his cock. He moaned softly, which turned me on, and I took his cock in my hand and slowly began to lick the shaft. He lifted up and slid his balls through the hole, and I leaned down and licked them while I stroked his shaft. He grew bigger as I stroked him, and I had to bend his cock down to get it into my mouth. He actually tasted pretty good, and I started really getting turned on by his soft moans as I sucked him harder.

My cock was growing hard again, but I didn't touch it. I pulled my shorts down and let it poke out, but didn't want to use my hands on anything but the cock in my mouth. I played with his balls while I sucked him, and pretty soon he started to throb and pulse in my mouth. I didn't really want some stranger's jizz in my mouth, so I backed off and stroked him until he spurted everywhere. He groaned loudly as he came, then pulled his cock away. I stood up, thinking he was done, but I got a hell of a surprise next. He stuck his finger through the hole, but I really didn't want my cock sucked.

"No, thanks," I said, starting to pull up my shorts and leave. 

"Look," he whispered, and when I looked at the hole, I saw his shaved asshole up against it.

"Fuck me," he said. "It's okay, I've got rubbers."

He moved from the hole and handed me a condom, and I looked at it, then shrugged. What the hell? I thought, and slid it on over my cock. I looked, and his asshole was against the hole again, so I spit on my cock and slid it through the hole.

"Ohh," I heard, then his hand came around and guided my cock into his hole. It was a tight fit, much tighter than Chad's ass, and I grunted as I forced my cock up inside him. He pushed back against me, and I felt a pop as my cock slid past some barrier inside him. He gasped, then started moving back and forth as I thrust into him, impaling him on my hard cock. I was holding on to the top of the stall to get leverage, but it just wasn't working right.

"Fuck this," I said, and I pulled out of him, then left my stall and ripped open the door to his stall. He looked at me in surprise as I stepped in and turned him around, then bent him over and jammed my cock into his ass again.

"Ohh yes," he moaned, his hands braced on the wall behind the toilet. "Yes, fuck me."

I grabbed his hips and pulled him back onto my cock, going as deep as I could, my balls slapping against his ass. He reached around and grabbed my ass, pulling me even closer, and I started fucking him as hard as I could. His moans were getting louder, so I put one hand over his mouth to keep him quiet as I jammed his tight ass with my rock hard cock. We were both covered in sweat as I worked his ass, and I felt myself about to come, so I started fucking him harder and faster. I let go of his mouth and put both hands on his shoulders, forcing him into me, then suddenly I came hard, jamming my cock all the way inside him as I felt myself fill the rubber I was wearing. I bent over him, my chest against his back, and kept my cock inside him as he jacked himself into an orgasm. We both stood there for a minute, catching our breath, then I pulled out of him and pulled the condom off, dropping it into the toilet. I took some toilet paper and wiped my cock off, then smiled at him and said, "Thanks, man."

He smiled back and said, "Sure, anytime. You're a great fuck."

I pulled up my shorts and left the bathroom, sitting in my car until I had enough strength to start it and head back to the dorm. 

When I got back, my only thought was that I wanted to have a hot shower and go to bed. All this sex was fun, but it sure was tiring. My jaws were sore from sucking that last guy off, and the skin of my cock was tender again. I hoped Chad would stay out late, because I was really too tired to fuck around with him.

I walked into the room and was relieved to find it empty. I got my shower stuff and headed to the bathroom, had myself a long hot shower, then went back to the room and crawled into bed. It wasn't long before I was sound asleep, dreaming of the guy I had fucked.

I woke up suddenly, not sure why. I lay still and listened, realizing Chad was home, and that he was not alone. The room was dark, but I could see enough to see that he was in bed with someone. 

"God, you've got a nice cock," I heard a male voice say softly.

I turned slowly to face his bed, and saw Chad lying on top of a guy who was face down, slowly fucking him. The covers were off of his bed, and I could see his ass raise and lower as he slid his cock into the other guy.

'Jesus,' I thought, 'Can't this guy ever get enough?'

Quietly, not wanting either of them to know I was awake and watching, I moved so I could see better. Chad was obviously trying not to make noise and wake me up, but every once in a while a low moan would escape either him or the other guy. I tried to see who he was fucking, but it was someone I didn't know. I was fascinated by how slow Chad was thrusting in and out of the other guy. It was driving me crazy, actually, imagining Chad's cock sliding in and out of the guy's ass. As I watched, my cock beginning to throb, Chad rose up and pulled the other guy with him, onto his hands and knees. He adjusted himself, then pulled the guy's ass toward him as he began thrusting again. I could see at once why he wanted to be in that position – he had reached around and was slowly jerking the other guy's cock as he fucked him.

'Fuck,' I thought, my hand going down to my now erect cock. I watched Chad's hand pull and stroke the other guy's cock as I stroked mine, imagining myself in the other guy's place, being fucked by Chad's big cock. It was turning me on how quiet they were being, only soft grunts and moans escaping them, the liquid sound of Chad's lubricated cock sliding in and out magnified because of the silence. This went on for some time, longer than I had expected it to. It amazed me how much stamina Chad had, and I thought again of having his cock in my ass.

The other guy reached down to Chad's hand on his cock and started made him stroke faster. I took this as a sign that he was about to come, and in response Chad started fucking him faster. Their breathing became faster, harsher, and I saw Chad reach out and cover the other guy's mouth as he straightened up and shot his load onto Chad's bed. His body jerked as Chad continued to stroke him, then Chad bent him back over and kept on fucking him, thrusting harder and faster, then pulled his cock out and came all over the guy's back. They both collapsed onto the bed, breathing hard. I lay there, my hand squeezing my cock, trying to be quiet as I came right after they did. As quickly as they had stopped, the other guy got out from under Chad, gathered his clothes, and silently went out the door. Soon after that, I heard Chad snoring from his bed, and I was finally able to move without him knowing I had been awake the entire time. I fell asleep dreaming of Chad fucking me, something I knew would have to happen soon. I knew I wouldn't be able to take another night like this one otherwise.

To be continued...



A Cock in the Hand Ch. 04



"Fuck yes," the voice grunted, breathing hard. 

I stopped dead in my tracks, not sure I'd really heard what I thought I heard.

"Ohh that's it, right there...FUCK," it said again. A deep male voice, husky with passion, hoarse from breathing hard.

I bent down and looked through the vent in the door...could just catch a glimpse of two people inside, apparently on their hands and knees, one behind the other. My cock twitched and I felt my balls begin to tingle. Now who the fuck was that?

I stood still and listened at the door a bit longer, hearing nothing but harsh breathing and what I assumed was the sound of some guy's balls slapping up against another guy's ass, then my cock grew so hard I couldn't take it any more and I continued down the hall to my dorm room. 

I walked in the door hoping to see Chad in there, but the room was empty. I wrinkled my nose a bit – it smelled like stale sex, bordering on unpleasant. I decided to open a window before getting down to business and jerking off.

As I walked across to the window, reaching down to give my hard cock a couple of tugs, a thought crossed my mind. Could anyone from the dorm across from mine see into my window? The thought of some random person watching me jack off was highly erotic, and I felt myself growing even harder as I hurried to open the window. I stood there and looked across the courtyard at the dorm across the way. It was several floors higher than mine, and I could see people sitting close to their windows studying or talking on the phone. The sun was setting and I knew I would be seen clearly if I laid on my bed naked with my room light on...or better yet, with the light off and the glow from my reading lamp focused on my cock. I quickly got things set up, then stripped naked and got in bed. I looked out the window and could clearly see people, and knew they'd be able to see me if they looked down toward my dorm. 

I made sure the shaft of light from my lamp was focused on MY shaft, then laid back and began slowly stroking my cock. It didn't take much to get me hard again, and I closed my eyes for a moment, thinking of how that voice down the hall sounded, wondering if it was Chad in there fucking him. I began to stroke harder.

I opened my eyes and saw three people watching me from their windows. Two of them were women, but one of them was a guy I'd never seen before. The women were in the same room, watching me together and giggling, but the guy was alone and was watching very intently. I knew they couldn't see my face, just the part of my lower body in the lamplight, so I began to put on a show for them. I arched my back and began to thrust my cock into my hand, imagining it was Chad's ass I was fucking. I moaned slightly, beginning to sweat a little bit, my cock slick and hard in my fist.

I watched the women for a while, waiting to see what they would do. I seemed to be having quite an effect on them. The guy in the other window disappeared for a few seconds, then came back and put what looked like a pair of binoculars up to his eyes. I grinned, imagining him getting a nice close up view of my hard cock, then looked over at the women to see what they were up to. I was amazed to see they had taken their shirts off and were kissing each other, rubbing each other's breasts and sliding their hands all over each other. They did that for a while, then seemed to forget about me and soon disappeared, pulling their shade down as they left the window. I looked back to the guy's window and was happy to see he was standing there staring down at me, his hand stroking his own cock. I was amazed at his nerve, because he could be seen pretty clearly from where he was standing, and it was obvious what he was doing. His cock stood out from his body when he moved his hand to adjust something on the binoculars, and I closed my eyes and continued to give him a show.

I heard faint footsteps coming toward my room and recognized Chad's distinctive walk. I thought briefly about stopping what I was doing, then decided maybe it would be more fun for all of us if he were to join me. 

"What the..?" Chad said as he walked in the door.

"Shut up and come here," I said. "Leave the lights off."

He looked at me and grinned, taking in where the light was focused and what was going on there.

"What the fuck are you doing, you little slut?" he asked, closing the door.

"Look out the window," I said, my breathing becoming a little more ragged. Chad walked over, careful not to be seen, and looked across the way.

"My, my," he said dryly. "You've got a fan, it seems."

"Shut the fuck up and come over here and suck my cock," I said through gritted teeth. He laughed and stripped off his workout clothes, then moved the lamp so the pool of light from it was a little bigger. He stood next to me and began to tug on his own cock, then knelt down and took mine in his mouth.

"Ohh fuck yes," I groaned as I felt his lips slide down over my shaft. His tongue teased me the way I liked it and I felt my hands move to the back of his head as I arched my back. I was barely able to open my eyes and look at our friend across the way, and what I saw nearly made me come right there. He was still focused on me, but his hand was stroking his cock so fast I was surprised it didn't go flying right off. I could tell how excited he was and how hard he was breathing, and that turned me on even more than Chad sucking on my cock. I watched him as he stroked, thinking of all the other people who were watching him also, and I came so hard it made Chad gag.

"Shit!" he said, sitting back and wiping his mouth. "You could have warned me, at least!"

"I'm sorry," I gasped, "it took me by surprise. That guy was jacking so hard I thought his cock was gonna end up in here with us!"

We both turned and looked out the window, but our friend had disappeared and his shade was now down. 

"Oh well," Chad said, "guess he got what he wanted. Now how about giving me what I want?" 

I grinned and pulled him on top of me, his hard cock poking into my stomach. He kissed me and rubbed his body along mine, groaning with pleasure. I wrapped my legs around his narrow waist and pulled him close to me as we kissed harder, our tongues moving quickly inside each other's mouth.

"What do you want," I whispered, pulling away from his greedy mouth.

"You know what I want," he whispered back, reaching down between us and grabbing my semi-erect cock. I groaned as he squeezed it and gave it a couple of strokes.

"Tell me," I moaned, "I want to hear you say it."

He leaned close to me ear and said softly, "I want my cock in your ass. Are you ready for it yet?"

I jumped and groaned as he stroked me, not sure what to say. I had been dreaming of his cock fucking my ass for days now, but wasn't sure yet. He understood my hesitation and kissed me, keeping his hand on my cock.

"Okay, I have another idea," he said, pulling away from me and sitting up. His cock was standing straight up, and I couldn't help staring at it, wondering how it would feel inside me.

"What?" I asked.

"You have to trust me, okay? I'm not going to do anything you're not ready for."

I looked at him for a long time, then said, "Okay, show me."

He stood up and pulled me up with him, then pulled me into him so we were pressed together. I could feel his hard cock against me, and my cock began to rise as well. He kissed me, then led me over to his desk. He moved some things out of the way, then moved me to stand in front of it.

"I need you to bend over, okay?" he said from behind me.

"What?" I asked, confused.

"Brian, trust me," he said softly, then bent me over so my ass was toward him and my arms were resting on his desk. He got between my legs and nudged them apart, then reached between them and took my cock in his hand. I groaned as he began to stroke me slowly, then I felt something press against my asshole. I stiffened and tried to straighten up, but he held me down.

"I'm not putting my cock in you, okay? Just relax."

I heard a click, then felt him spread something warm and wet around my hole. I tried not to stiffen up, but it felt weird. 

"Easy," he said gently, then I felt a finger stroke around my hole. I moaned again – it was a strange sensation, but it felt pretty good. He kept stroking my cock at the same time, then moved his hand and spread my ass cheeks open wide. I gasped as the cool air hit the wetness, then I heard him say, "If you tense up, this will hurt."

Before I could react, he slid a finger gently into my ass and began moving it in and out. I cried out softly, more because it felt good than anything else. I felt him move closer to me, could feel his hard cock poking me, but my mind was centered on the feel of his finger fucking my ass ever so gently. 

He leaned forward and kissed my shoulder. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Can I do more?"

"Ahhh yes," I gasped, reaching down to stroke my own cock. He pulled back slightly and slid another finger inside me, then began to move them around. I willed myself to relax and enjoy this, and the more I relaxed, the better it got. Chad leaned forward again, his teeth on my shoulder.

"God, I can't wait to get my cock into this tight ass," he moaned, moving his fingers in and out faster. "You are going to be so good to fuck, Brian."

"Tell me who you fucked the other night," I gasped, "tell me all about it.

"Yeah?" he said, his breathing becoming faster. "It won't bother you?"

"It will make me come," I said, knowing it was true even if it DID bother me.

"Okay," he said, moving closer to me. I reached around behind me and pulled him closer as he began to whisper in my ear.

"I picked up this guy at the bookstore. He was looking at a muscle magazine and I could see his cock getting hard through the sweats he was wearing. He didn't realize anyone was watching him, and he reached into his sweats and gave his cock a tug."

"Ohhh," I moaned, picturing it in my mind.

"I walked up behind him and got very close, close enough that he could feel my cock against his ass. He jumped at first because I surprised him, but I told him I wanted to see his cock and he pushed back against me," Chad said, pushing his fingers in and out of my ass.

"We stood there for a minute, and as soon as I was sure no one could see us, I reached around him and slid my hands inside his sweats. He had boxers on and I slid inside them, too, and took his cock in my hand. He leaned back on me and I started to stroke him very slowly..."

"Oh god," I breathed, leaning down so my upper body was across the desk. Chad nudged my legs a little farther apart and moved in closer, reaching around to take my cock in his hand.

"I stroked him just like this, Brian. God, he was so fucking hard, and he had an incredible body. He made me stop and told me he wanted us to go into the bathroom because he wanted me to make him come, so we walked in and locked the door."

I couldn't speak, just closed my eyes and concentrated on what Chad was saying, feeling his fingers fuck my ass as his other hand jacked me off.

"Once we got inside, I turned him to face me and pulled off his shirt and sweats, then slid my pants down and got close to him so I could rub our cocks together. He kept moaning and moving his hips back and forth, and I decided right then I was gonna bring him home and fuck him."

"I watched you," I gasped.

"I know you did. I was hoping you would wake up," he said, his fingers coming out of my ass with an audible pop. I moaned and raised my ass for him.

"So you like this, do you?" he asked, spitting on his fingers and sliding them in again.

"Fuck yes," I moaned, pushing my ass against his hand. "Oh, fuck yes, I do."

Chad leaned forward onto my back and whispered in my ear, "You know how good your cock feels when it's in my tight ass?" he asked.

I moaned again. "Yes."

"I want my cock to feel that with you, Brian. You gotta trust me, I'm not going to hurt you."

At that point, I probably would have agreed if he had wanted to use a baseball bat on me. All I could think of was feeling Chad's cock slide up inside me, feeling him fuck me and stroke me until I came.

"Yes, okay," I gasped, "I want your cock."

I heard his quick intake of breath and braced myself as he pushed harder against me, his cock poking my balls.

"Are you sure? You're ready for me?" he asked.

"Fuck yes, just fuck me, Chad. Fuck my ass, I want your cock, come on," I said, feeling myself lose control.

"Ohh fuck," he said, "Okay, here we go, I'm gonna fuck your ass so good, Brian."

He nudged my legs apart a bit more and I could feel him lean over me to grab the bottle of lube he had been using. I heard the top click open, then he set it down and rubbed something cool and wet on my asshole. I flinched, but he said, "Don't worry, it will warm up soon enough."

He slid his fingers inside me again and told me to relax, so I closed my eyes and made myself loosen up. His fingers slid in and out and he played with my balls with his other hand for a while, then he grunted and spread my ass cheeks open wider.

"Okay man, I can't take this anymore, here it comes. Just relax."

I felt the tip of his cock probe my asshole, then he slid it up and down my crack, getting it wet. He grunted again and pushed against me, and I could feel him going inside me. I tensed up involuntarily and he gasped, "Jesus, Brian, relax. It will be easier if you relax."

I forced myself to relax again, and he pushed forward and slid his cock in further. I moaned, feeling him stretch me, and he reached around to begin stroking my cock.

"Relax, Brian. Come on, let me fuck you, you know you want it," he said. I loosened up even more and suddenly he grunted in pleasure and I felt his cock slide all the way inside, his balls slapping against my ass.

"Ohh god YES, Brian!" he shouted, "Ohh that's it, fuck! You are so fucking tight!"

He leaned over the top of me and began moving in and out faster, my ass taking him in as I loosened up and relaxed enough to really begin enjoying it. There was still pain, but it was overridden by the pleasure I felt from the friction of his cock inside me, and the feel of his hand stroking my cock harder and harder. 

"Ohh Chad, yes, fuck me," I moaned as he placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed deeper inside me.

"Hold on," he said, and pulled his cock out of me. I moaned, but he grabbed me and pushed me onto the bed and made me lay on my back. He knelt between my legs and put them up over his shoulder so my ass was wide open to him, then he leaned forward and slid his cock inside me again. I looked up into his eyes as he began to slowly thrust in and out, then he reached down and began to stroke my cock again. I put my hands on his thighs and moved my hips in time to his rhythm, pushing into him as he thrust forward, sliding his cock deep inside me. He began to move faster and faster, his balls slapping against me, his hand stroking me hard, and before I was ready I began to come. I groaned loudly and arched my back as I shot my load all over Chad's hand and my chest, and I could tell by the sounds he was making that he was about to come too. 

I barely had time to wonder if he was going to come in my ass and how I felt about that when he pulled out of me and slid up over my chest, shoving his cock into my mouth. I opened wide and took him in as he fucked my face, then my mouth was full as he came with a loud grunt and gasp of breath. I sucked on him as hard as I could but there was so much that I began to gag. He immediately pulled himself off of me and helped me sit up, and I spit out a huge load of his come onto the bed.

"Shit, Bri, I'm sorry," he said, wiping my face with a towel. 

I choked a bit as I began to laugh. "It's okay, man. I guess you owed me one! I just wasn't expecting so much."

"Fuck, neither did I!" he said, looking slightly embarrassed. "I wanted to come in your ass but wasn't sure you wanted me to, but I couldn't just stop."

"It's okay, I guess we need to talk about that, don't we?"

"Sure, but first tell me something. Did you like being fucked?"

"Okay, did you SEE the load I shot?" I said, laughing. "Fuck yes, I did. I don't know why I waited so damn long!"

"I knew you would like it, you just had to be broken in, that's all," he said, leaning back and crossing his legs.

"Well, I'm glad you're the one who did it," I said, making my tone light. I knew he wouldn't like it if I got all mushy on him, but to be honest, I was feeling a little vulnerable. I had really crossed the line this time, and considering how I felt, there was no going back.

He looked at me closely for a long moment, then said, "Yeah, I'm glad, too. Some guys can be real jerks when they pop a cherry, but I try not to be. Especially if I like the guy."

I laughed, hiding the hurt I felt. "Oh, well thanks for that," I said sarcastically.

Chad laughed and got up, punched me in the shoulder, and said, "Well, I need to have a shower. Wanna come?"

I groaned and laid back on the bed. "Not just now, but maybe later," I said, laughing.

He grinned, looking slightly relieved, then grabbed his towel and shower stuff. As he walked past me, he reached down and tugged on my cock, then left the room.

I lay there for a while, tired, thinking about what had just happened. I needed a shower as well, but knew if I went in the shower with Chad I would probably end up on my knees sucking his cock and I didn't want to risk someone walking in on us. Of course, I had just let him suck me off and fuck my ass in front of our open window, so I don't suppose it mattered all that much. Rather than think about that any more, I suddenly remembered the voices I'd heard down the hall that had started this whole thing to begin with. I sat up and got dressed, then walked down to the room where I'd heard the two guys fucking, hoping to see a name on a door to give me some clue as to who had been in there earlier.

I walked down the hall and found the room, and the door was open. I peeked inside and a tall, thin guy was sitting in a chair by the window, wearing a pair of white boxer shorts and reading a book. He looked up and saw me standing there, his straight black hair falling onto his forehead. He was wearing a pair of wire-rimmed glasses that accented the angles of his face, and he had brilliant blue eyes.

"Hi there, you need something?" he asked. I couldn't tell for sure, but I thought his was the deep voice I had heard earlier, the voice that had turned me on so much.

"Uh, no, sorry," I said. I was looking for..." I trailed off, not sure what to say.

He smiled and closed his book, taking his glasses off. He leaned forward and I couldn't help noticing his soft cock poking out from the leg of his boxers.

"For who?" he asked.

"Uh...your roommate?" I asked. I blushed since it was so obviously a lie.

"Well, that's a problem since I don't have a roommate," he said, amused.

"I guess I have the wrong room, then. Sorry," I mumbled, taking a step backwards.

"Sure, whatever," he said, then leaned back and put his glasses back on, picking up his book. I took one more look at the part of his cock I could still see, then walked back down to my room. It wasn't until I got there that I realized I still didn't know his name.

I was dozing on my bed when Chad came back in, his hair wet and spiky and a towel around his waist. My heart sank when I realized he was probably getting ready to go out, but I buried that and tried to take pleasure in watching him. His body, so long and lean, was a piece of artwork. He removed his towel and stood there naked, brushing his hair and going to get clothes out. I loved how his ass muscles moved when he walked or bent over, and at one point my heart nearly stopped as he bent to pick up his socks and gave me a full view of everything from his balls to his ass. I felt myself growing hard again and cursed silently, knowing it would do me know good now that he was going out and would probably end up bringing someone back here. After letting him fuck me, I was finding it harder to accept that he would go out and do something like this...but I knew my choices were to either accept it or move out, and moving out wasn't really an option. I found myself wishing I could change things, because I knew from the moment Chad slid his cock into my ass that I was falling for him.




A Cock in the Hand Ch. 04



To be continued...



A Cock in the Hand Ch. 05



Sorry this has taken me so long, everyone. I hope you enjoy! More to "come"....

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Baseball season came and went in a blur. Between road games, home games, trying to keep my grades up, and fooling around with Chad and a few other guys, I was exhausted most of the time. Luckily, Chad was as competitive as anyone I had ever known so he helped me keep on track as far as baseball was concerned. Neither of us wanted to lose our scholarships, but more importantly, we didn't want to lose games. I soon learned to separate my personal life from my school life -- with the exception, of course, of a few well-placed blowjobs and hand jobs on buses coming home from out of town games.

My feelings for Chad had intensified even though I tried as hard as I could to keep them in check. He had established firmly that he was not into relationships; that he would fuck just about anyone, anytime, anywhere. Most of the time I could block those jealous feelings off, but sometimes they were so intense I couldn't be near him. I consoled myself by frequenting glory holes, bars, and even the school library, hooking up with random guys to get Chad off my mind.

It was at one of these times that I ran across my mystery man from down the hall. I was in the library at school, reaching up to get a book I needed for a research paper, when I felt someone come up right behind me. I turned around and there he was: blue eyes himself.

"Need some help?" he asked, standing closer to me.

"Uh," I stammered, mesmerized by the intensity of his gaze.

He laughed. "I'll take that as a yes," he said, then reached over my head and slid a book off the shelf. He leaned in closer to me as he handed it to me, backing me up against the shelf. "Is this the one you needed?"

"Yes," I said, not even looking at it. At that point I could have cared less what he had handed me. 

He moved closer, pressing into me, looking deeply into my eyes. I heard something off to the side and turned my head, seeing a couple of girls standing there. They stared at us for a minute, then giggled and walked off. He took my chin in his hand and turned my head back to face him.

"I'm Connor," he said in the deep voice that I had heard so many times.

"Brian," I said, my voice cracking.

Connor laughed. "I know. Chad told me." No surprise there.

"Oh? What else did he tell you?" I said, unable to tear my eyes away from his.

Connor just looked at me, a little half smile playing on his lips, then leaned in even closer. I swallowed hard and closed my eyes, not sure what to expect. I could feel his heat as he leaned into me, his breath on my face, could smell his shampoo...

When he reached out and gently ran a finger along the ridge of my cock, I nearly jumped out of my skin. He put his hand over my mouth, smiling at me, pushing me back hard against the bookshelf. 

"Shhh," he said, cupping my balls in his hand. He began to rub his palm up and down on my lengthening cock, making me moan against his hand. I closed my eyes again and leaned my head back, my arms caught behind me against the shelves. He slid his leg in between mine and nudged them apart, pulling my jeans tighter into my crotch and against my cock. I moaned again and tried to move my head, but he pushed his hand harder against my mouth and held me there.

"He told me you like cock," he said, looking into my eyes. I nodded and he removed his hand from my mouth, bracing his hands on either side of me. He looked at me for a long time, then leaned in and kissed me hard, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I gasped at how rough he was, then got excited when he put his hands on my hips and pulled me into him. I could feel his hard cock pushing against me as he moved his hips in and out. I threw my arms around his neck, my hands tugging on his black, silky hair, kissing him back just as hard.

He pulled away from me, gasping for air, his body still pressed against mine. I was dazed at his ferocity and my cock was throbbing painfully in my jeans. My hands were still on his shoulders, and I slid them down to his hard, chiseled chest. 

"I see he was right," he said, grinning at me. His hair fell into his eyes and he shook it back, not looking away from me. "What do you say we get out of here and do something about this?" he asked, reaching down and squeezing my cock.

I grunted and doubled over, my hand covering his and pressing it harder against me. "Oh, fuck yeah," I said, moving his hand up and down on my cock. He laughed and pulled his hand away, then said, "Go get your stuff. I'll meet you outside."

He walked away and I had to stand there for a minute, waiting for my cock to stop throbbing. He looked incredible in his tight jeans, boots, and t-shirt, his long legs striding away. I got myself together and left the library, nearly shaking at the thought of what was going to happen between us.

*****

He was leaning against one of the columns that flanked the library when I walked out, and without a word, he turned and headed for the parking lot. I was surprised, thinking we were going back to the dorm, but I followed him anyway. Hell, at that point I would have followed him off a cliff if that's where he'd gone. We got to his car, a black jeep, and he gestured for me to get in. I tossed my stuff in the back and got in, then he roared off and left campus.

"Where are we going?" I asked. 

"Nowhere in particular," he said, "Just driving. I like to drive."

"Cool," I said, and sat back, idly watching the traffic go by, noticing that the jeep smelled really good, like a combination of mint, leather and his cologne. I stole glances at him, noticing the wiry muscles in his forearms, his flat stomach, his long, muscular legs...and naturally, I found myself getting hard again. I remembered getting a glance of his cock through his boxer shorts that day in his room and I licked my lips involuntarily. My jeans suddenly became very uncomfortable, and I started shifting in my seat.

"What's wrong?" he said, looking over at me. 

"Oh, nothing," I grunted, a little embarrassed. My cock was really starting to get hard, and I squeezed my legs together to try and deal with the pressure.

"Hmmm," he said, looking down at the bulge in my lap. "Looks like you could use some help."

Trying to be casual, I said, "I can always use help with this thing, Connor."

He laughed. "Well, make it easy on me and lean back, would you?"

I looked at him, startled, then looked around at the traffic flowing by on either side of us.

"What? Are you shy?" he said, smirking at me.

"Fuck you," I said, then leaned the seat back and closed my eyes. I lay there for a minute, my mind racing, then I felt his hand slide up my thigh and squeeze. I held my breath as his hand slid higher, then popped the button on my jeans and slid the zipper down. I shifted a bit to loosen things up, then felt his hand slide inside my boxers and pull my dick out.

"Ohh yess," I said, as he started stroking my hard shaft. He reached down and lifted my balls so they were hanging out and started playing with them, switching from them to my cock, driving me crazy. His hand was rough on my skin, slowly jacking me off, playing with the head of my cock and then squeezing the shaft, making my hips move up and down.

"You like this?" he said, moving his hand to the top of my cock and teasing the head.

"Fuck yes," I moaned, thrusting my hips up into his hand. I reached for him and made him tighten his grip on me, then got his hand moving up and down again, spreading my legs wider so he could really jam my cock up and down. He started moving his hand faster and faster and I reached down to hold my balls with one hand as he jacked me off. Just as my cock began to throb and pulse, he stopped and removed his hand. My cock was so hard it was laying flat on my stomach, rigid and stiff and throbbing. I groaned in frustration and reached to grab it myself but he swatted my hand away.

"What the fuck?" I asked, my balls aching, my knuckles stinging where my hand had hit the side of the door.

"I don't want you to cum yet, Brian, okay? I thought you might want to give your audience more of a show."

"Huh?" I asked, still dazed, my body signals all fucked up. "What the fuck are you talking about?"

Connor grinned and gestured out my window. "Look," he said.

I looked over and noticed for the first time the semi truck driving right next to us. I'd had my eyes closed while Connor was stroking me and didn't even notice the truck had driven up next to us. I looked up and saw the driver shooting glances down at me, licking his lips as he looked at my cock.

I looked over at Connor, my lower belly starting to tingle, then slid my hand into his lap and squeezed the bulge in his jeans. He grunted and pressed down on my hand, rubbing it against him, them pushed me back and reached over to take my cock in his hand again.

"Is the guy still watching?" he asked, his hand moving very slowly on me, squeezing gently.

"Yes," I gasped, looking up at the trucker. He was having a very hard time keeping his eyes on the road, so I decided to make things even harder for him. I picked my hips up and slid my jeans and boxers down to my ankles, then stretched my hands up over my head, taking my shirt off and laying back to give the trucker a full view of my naked body. 

Connor drew in a breath and held his hand still for a minute. "Fuck, Brian," he said, looking over at me. "You're just begging for it, aren't you?" I nodded and looked back at the trucker, watching him. I could tell by his movements he was stroking his own cock, and the thought of that made me shiver. Connor took his hand off my cock and rubbed my nipples, pinching them, then slid his hand back down and wrapped it around my cock again. I arched my back, thrusting my cock into his hand, and looked at the trucker. He was watching us, then looked into my eyes and jerked his head off to the right. He did it again, gestured with his hand for us to follow him.

"Connor, I think he wants us to exit with him," I said, my breath coming in harsh gasps.

"Oh yeah?" Connor said, looking over at me. "You up for that?" I looked down at my hard cock in his hand, then looked back at Connor. "What do YOU think?" I asked.

Laughing, Connor moved his hand, checked the mirror, and I gestured to the trucker that we would follow him. He moved into the exit lane and Connor followed him. I was about to reach down and pull up my pants, but Connor stopped me. 

"Why bother?" he said. "You're probably just going to have to take them off again anyway."

I laughed and lay back in my seat, stretching my legs and trying to ignore my throbbing cock. 

We followed the trucker for a few miles to a truck stop off the highway, going with him as he drove to the back of the parking lot. Connor reached over and placed a hand on my chest, rubbing my tight stomach and playing with my nipples. We parked on the off side of the truck, where we weren't visible, and Connor told me to stay where I was so he could go find out what the trucker had in mind.

I lay there, naked, wondering what to expect. I wasn't too sure if I was into letting some trucker fuck me or anything -- I've heard about truckers and what they get up to, and I wasn't sure I was ready for that. For that matter, I wasn't even sure what to expect from Connor. I trusted Chad, though, and figured he wouldn't have told Connor about me if there was something off about him. 

Chad came over to my side of the car and opened the door. "Brian, this guy is hot. He's young and very horny and would like us to join him in his truck. What do you think?"

"Dude," I said, "I'm not sure about this."

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, okay? He just wants to get off and it doesn't seem like he cares how he does it. He has a whole pack of condoms in there, too, in case things get out of hand," he said, winking. "Come on, Bri. If nothing else, let me finish what I started with you, okay?" 

He reached in and gave my cock a squeeze, making me jump a little. I laughed and sat up, gathering up my clothes. Connor stopped me and said, "Come on, no one can see us. Let's give this guy a thrill." He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the car, then bent down and helped me pull my shoes and socks off, then pulled my jeans and boxers all the way off. I was now standing totally naked in broad daylight in the back of a truckstop parking lot. Fuck, I was getting hot!

We walked over to the truck and got in, and I could see that Connor was right about the trucker. He was young, handsome, just a bit older than us, with short blonde hair and a closely trimmed beard. He had jeans on, which were unbuttoned, and was not wearing a shirt. His chest was lightly covered with hair and looked chiseled and hard, a lot like Connor's. He had bright green eyes and was clearly excited, breathing fast as he watched me climb up into the cab.

I've never been in a big rig cab before, and I was surprised at how big it was. I knew they came equipped with sleeping cabs in the back, but I had no idea they were so roomy. Connor nudged me into the back of the compartment and followed me, leaving the trucker to sit in the front and look back at us.

"So, what's your name?" I asked him.

"Luke," he said, his voice cracking. He licked his lips and stared at me, his eyes roaming all over my body. 

"What's on your mind, Luke?" Connor asked. "You invited us here, remember?"

Luke looked at him, seemingly a bit dazed, then licked his lips again.

"Do you like cock, Luke?" Connor asked, reaching over and taking mine in his hand. Luke's eyes widened and he nodded, swallowing hard.

"Have you ever had cock before, Luke?" Connor asked, beginning to stroke me. I moaned and stretched out on the bed, giving Luke the full view of my muscular body.

"N..no," Luke stammered. "I've seen videos of guys fucking, though, and they make me so fucking hard I can hardly stand it."

"Really? You mean all this time on the road and you haven't had cock from any of these other horny bastards?" Connor asked, stroking me slowly.

"I haven't been trucking long. This is only my second week," Luke said, his eyes glued to Connor's hand on my cock.

"Well, you're in for a treat then, Luke," Connor said. "You just tell us what you want to do."

Luke sat there for a while, just watching, then licked his lips again and looked at Connor. "I want you to take off your clothes."

Connor grinned and slipped his shirt over his head, then bent down and pulled off his boots and socks. He unfastened his jeans and slid them down, Luke gasping when he saw Connor had no underwear on. Connor gathered his clothes and tossed them into the front seat, then moved up next to me on the bed, laying back with his hands behind his head.

I couldn't help staring at Connor, too. He was long and lean, with hard muscles and dark hair on his chest and between his legs. His abs rippled every time he moved, and his cock was long and stiff, jutting up toward his flat stomach.

"Well, you've got both of us here, naked, Luke. What do you want?"

"Ahh," Luke moaned, reaching into his lap. I figured his cock must be throbbing and uncomfortable, so I suggested that he get naked with us. He looked at us, looked at our cocks, then slowly slid his jeans off and climbed into the back with us and sat cross-legged, staring at us. His cock was hard and he was stroking it absently, almost as an afterthought, as he stared at us.

"What do you want?" Connor asked again.

"I want to see you suck cock," he stammered, blushing.

Connor grinned and said, "Okay, Luke. Watch and learn."

He moved down and rolled over in between my legs, raising them so they were over his shoulders. I arched my back, my eyes half closed, and moaned loudly as I felt Connor's tongue begin sliding up the length of my cock. I had lost some of my erection but it came back in a hurry, my cock growing hard as Connor tongued me. I heard a moan from next to me and saw Luke stroking his cock faster, so I reached out and grabbed him to make him stop.

"You're going to cum too fast," I whispered. "Slow it down and enjoy."

Connor snorted and moved up so he could take my entire length in his mouth. He began moving his head up and down, his lips and tongue working me as he sucked me hard. I felt one of his fingers slide up into my asshole and moaned again, pulling Luke closer so he could see better. His eyes were wide and he was licking his lips so fast he looked like a lizard.

"Holy fuck," he whispered, getting up on his hands and knees so he could move in closer. He couldn't take his eyes off of Connor's mouth on my cock, and I could tell he was about to explode. As much as I hated to, I pushed Connor away and said, "Man, he's about to pop. We gotta slow down or this isn't going to last long."

Connor looked over at Luke, who was blushing and looking down. Connor sat up and leaned back, wiping his mouth, eyes gleaming. His cock was semi-erect, and he watched as Luke's eyes were drawn to it.

"Well, let's see," he said. "What should we do to keep that from happening?"

"Let him jack you off," I said. Luke's eyes darted wildly over to me, panicked, but I could see the desire there too. "No problem," Connor said. "Come on over here and jack me off, Luke. I promise I won't bite you."

I sat up and leaned against the opposite wall, watching as Luke struggled with his fear and desire, then said, "Come on, man. Nothing to be afraid of. Just get over there and do it."

Connor stretched out full length on the bed, his legs draped over mine, and Luke shyly moved over to sit next to him. He reached out and gently touched Connor's cock, jerking his hand back when Connor twitched.

"Give me your hand, Luke," Connor demanded, taking Luke's wrist in his hand. He moved Luke's hand and closed it around his cock, holding him there, then slowly began to move both their hands up and down. Luke moaned and licked his lips again, but didn't draw back. After a few second, Connor moved his own hand away and Luke kept stroking, gaining more confidence as Connor's body began responding.

"Oh yeah, that's it," Connor moaned. "Stroke me like you stroke your own cock, Luke, yeah. Come on, that's it." Luke's hand tightened and he shifted to get in better position, then used his other hand to begin stroking his own cock again.

I saw this and moved around behind Luke, placing my legs on either side of him. "Let me do that for you," I said, reaching around and closing my hand on his cock. His eyes closed and he leaned back against me, still stroking Connor as I stroked him. I shifted so my cock was jammed hard into Luke's back, but he didn't seem to notice. 

Connor was moaning softly, every so often placing his hand over Luke's and making him either slow down or speed up, and Luke was laying back on me, allowing me to pinch his nipples with one hand while stroking him with the other. We were all breathing harder, moaning, grunting, sweating...it was so fucking HOT, knowing Luke had never done this before.

I reached down with my other hand and rubbed Luke's balls, making him tense up, then reached as far under him as I could and teased his asshole with one finger while I stroked him. He gasped and tightened up, so I stopped and made soothing noises as I stroked him. I could feel his cock throbbing in my hand and knew he was going to cum soon, so I told him to start stroking Connor as fast as I was stroking him. My hand started flying on Luke's cock, squeezing hard and letting loose, until with a loud grunt he and Connor came at the same time, shooting all over the walls and ceiling of the sleeper cab.

Connor grabbed Luke's hand and held it on his throbbing cock as Luke leaned back against me, gasping, chest heaving, cock pulsing in my hand. I rubbed my other hand all over his chest and stomach, feeling his hard muscles tighten at my touch.




A Cock in the Hand Ch. 05



"Oh fuck," Luke gasped, over and over. "Oh fuck, oh fuck. That was so fucking awesome, so fucking hot." "Mmm," I whispered in his ear, "and it only gets better."

Connor was still catching his breath, holding Luke's hand on his cock, and he looked over at Luke and grinned. "Not bad for your first time," he said, winking. "What else do you want to do?"

Luke shook his head. "Fuck, I don't know. I'm so fucking tired right now I can hardly keep my eyes open."

"Yeah, it'll take it out of you, that's for sure. What do you think, Brian? Time for us to go?"

I could tell by the look in Connor's eyes that he didn't intend to go anywhere...he was teasing Luke, baiting him. I felt Luke tense up against me, then he leaned back and said, "There's room for three in here. You boys want to spend the night with me?"

"You sure you can handle it, Luke? You know what you're asking?"

Luke was quiet for a minute, then said, "I know I'm not done yet. You guys can't leave now!"

"Brian, what about you? What do you think?"

Suddenly exhausted, I nodded my head and said, "Sure. Works for me."

We decided to go grab a bite to eat, so we all got dressed and walked over to the truck stop diner. We all collapsed into a booth toward the back and ordered dinner when the waitress came over, then sat and talked bullshit for a while. I was still feeling a bit turned on from the interrupted suck job from Connor but figured I would get what I wanted from one of them later that night. It was enough to send shivers down my spine.

After we finished eating and the sun had gone down, we all went back to Luke's truck and piled in, stripping almost immediately. I was excited and nervous at the same time, not sure what the rest of the night would bring. Connor laid down and was snoring almost immediately, so I crawled in next to him with Luke on the other side of me. I was on my side, facing away from Luke, when I fell sound asleep. 

I woke up a few hours later with my arm around Connor, who was still snoring. I felt a hand on my side, near my waist, and realized it was Luke. I decided to pretend like I was still asleep and see what he did.

His hand moved softly from my waist down to my cock and I felt him slide closer to me, his cock poking me in the back. I smiled to myself and kept still, trying to control my breathing. Luke's hand moved to my cock and wrapped around me, gently touching and caressing me as I grew harder. I still made no sound, but my own hand went to Connor's cock and held it gently. Luke stopped moving so I kept still, trying to even out my breathing, and was rewarded by his hand moving on me again. I could feel him begin to thrust against me gently, the wet tip of his hard cock sliding up and down the crack of my ass. My cock was growing even harder and I knew I wouldn't be able to keep still much longer, so I reached down and covered his hand with mine as I turned over on my back.

He froze once he realized I was awake, but I just grinned at him in the dark and moved his hand up and down on me until he was stroking me on his own. He sat up and looked down at me, then surprised me by leaning down and taking my nipple in his mouth. I groaned softly and pressed his head closer to me as he sucked on my nipple, loving the feel of his hand on my cock. Connor was totally passed out next to me, hadn't moved at all, so I decided what the fuck? I rolled over so I was lying on top of Luke and looked down into his eyes. He looked at me, grinning shyly, and his lips parted. I leaned down and kissed him gently, feeling his tongue snake between my teeth, and it sent a jolt of electricity right through my entire body. I lifted up so I was straddling him and grabbed both our cocks with my hands and started jacking both of us off. 

Luke's eyes widened in surprise again and he bucked his hips against me as he felt our cocks rubbing together. He reached up and started pinching both of my nipples, which always drives me crazy. I loved the feel of our cocks rubbing together, getting wet and slick in my hands. Luke put his hands on my shoulders and pulled me down on top of him again, kissing me hard, and I moved up and down so our cocks rubbed together. I was so into kissing him and rubbing on him that I forgot all about Connor until I heard his deep voice in my ear.

"What have we here?" he whispered. I opened my eyes and looked down at Luke, who looked back at me and kissed me again. I felt Connor sit up and shift around, then felt his hands on my back as he positioned himself behind me.

"What the fuck, dude?" I asked, being held in place by Luke. His eyes were locked onto mine, his hands behind my neck.

"You look like you need a good fuck, Brian," Connor said, teasing my ass with his fingers. I moaned, but then remembered him fucking that guy in his dorm room.

"Use a fucking rubber at least," I grunted, then looked back down at Luke. We kissed again as Connor found a condom, then I felt Connor's hands on my hips, pulling me back against him.

"Has anyone fucked your ass besides Chad?" he asked, rubbing the tip of his sheathed cock against my asshole. 

"Ahhh no," I moaned into Luke's mouth, "just Chad."

"Okay, get ready. Here it comes," he grunted, pushing into me. I gasped and tried to pull away from Luke as Connor's huge cock penetrated me, but he held me in place and looked into me eyes, his eyes wide as he realized what was going on. Our cocks were still pushed together, rubbing harder against each other as Connor began to thrust in and out of me. It hurt like hell, but the feeling of Luke's cock against mine was so good that I was able to block out the pain.

"Fuckin' relax, man," Connor grunted as he tried to push farther into me. I forced myself to loosen up my muscles and felt him slide deeper in, Connor pulling me back against him as he fucked me. I looked down and Luke's cock was right there in front of me, so I took him in my mouth and began sucking him without even thinking about it. 

"Ohh fuck yeah," he moaned, putting his hands on my head and forcing me down on his cock as he pushed his hips up toward me. I sucked him hard as Connor fucked me, every thrust Luke's cock deeper into my mouth. I felt Connor reach around and begin stroking me hard and fast, still fucking me hard. I could feel myself about to explode, and when I came I howled with pleasure, my mouth full of Luke's hard cock.

Connor jammed his cock inside me deeper and harder, and when he came he pulled me so close I felt like he was going to punch right through me. I was still sucking on Luke and he came right after Connor did, holding my head on him and shoving his cock deeper as he shot his huge load down my throat. 

Connor pulled out of me and collapsed on the bed next to us as I stretched out on top of Luke, kissing him, letting him taste his own cum. I rolled over in between them, slick with sweat, and groaned as a wave of weakness rushed through my body. Luke sat up and looked at both of us, then lay down beside me and put his arm around me, pulling me close. Just as I was overtaken by sleep, I remember thinking that I was going to have a lot of fun telling Chad this story. 

To be continued...