Date: Sat, 11 Aug 2012 19:30:55 +0000 (UTC)
From: im1ur2@comcast.net
Subject: Sprints and Intervals: Chapter 1

WARNING: The following is for adults only. It contains depiction of sexual
acts between men. If this offends you or is inappropriate for you to read,
go no further.

Sprints and Intervals: Chapter 1


After committing to meet JJ for sprints and intervals another fellow
cycling friend asked me "why?".
Driving to meet JJ before dawn feeling tired and nervous I asked
myself the same question.  Nervous because I'm still pretty slow on
the bike.  I'm 30 and just getting into road cycling after a 5 year break
from mountain biking.  JJ is 27 and much more experienced having
done several triathlon events.

JJ and I met on a charity ride.  He was with another group but some of
them knew the group I came with.  We all dumped out of our cars at
the same time so we were introduced.
His naturally tan skin, straight jet black hair, symmetrical face and bright
smile all struck me right away.  From the first time we looked at each
other there was something. I felt myself wanting to look at him and I
knew right away that I wanted to get to know him.  He seemed to
gravitate to me as well.  We quickly fell into a conversation as we
walked to the registration tables.  During the 64 mile ride he kept pace
with me for a few miles and we chatted.  It was only my third long
distance ride ever so I didn't expect to keep up.  Eventually he sped up
and kept pace with the faster riders he came with.  After the ride was
over he made a point to come to me with the suggestion of my training
with him to improve my speed.

"You do want to get faster, don't you?" he said with a smile that
brightened up his entire face.

His smile and energy just kept drawing me in.

"Yes, but for my own purposes." I said.  "I'm not interested in beating
anyone else in a race or cycling for competition.  I'd just like to be
faster because I like going fast."

"That is a foreign concept to me.  True, it's fun to go fast, but I'm
always thinking about winning over someone else, or beating my own
record."

So, of course, I said yes.  Yes to him and yes to this crazy voice inside
my head and yes to JJ's Wednesday 6am ride start time.  Yes, I want to
get faster and stronger, but fun is something else I want.  Is it fun to
get up at 5am to be on my bicycle by 6am?  I wasn't sure - which of
course let me wonder about my motivation.  I liked JJ right away so
even getting up at 5am could turn out to be fun. I gave him my cell
number and he agreed to follow up early the next week to confirm the
details.

Monday night I got the first text.
"Hey there.  Its JJ.  still up for ride wed 6a?"
"yes. yikes 5a wake-up"
"it will be worth it"
"you promise?"
"yes. Don't be such a pussy :)"
"hey! Ok. I'm no pussy"
"you promise?"
"LOL"
"BTW, I have to be at work by 9a so don't be late"
"ok. What is your full name and email so I can add to contacts?"
"Jeremiah Jalovel, jj85@xmail.net"
"And you go by JJ?"
"Um yeah..."
"I don't know why but I think Jeremiah is a sexy name.  You should be
using it"
"I think you are sexy."
":)" - that is all I dared send back as a wave washed over me.  Did he
know that his comment just gave me a chubby?  I just texted him
exactly what I was thinking.  No filter.  What was I doing?  Am I flirting
with this guy? No, no... not flirting.  Just making sure he knows I'm glad
he followed up from Saturday's ride.  Justing making sure he knows
I'm interested in furthering the friendship.  That is all.  But why the
chubby?  I really enjoyed that wave that washed over me that ended
up in my cock and balls.  I re-read "I think you are sexy" and sure
enough the wave washed over me again.  My balls pulled up and
tickled against the hair between my legs.  My cock swelled further as
my attention moved away from the phone I was holding in my hand.  I
wonder did my comment give HIM a chubby too?  Now I have a full
hard-on.  Now that it's up its really hard to get it to go down without...

I lay down on my bed, pulled my underwear off and started to stroke
my cock while laying flat on my back.  Sometimes when I am really
horny I like the smell of my underwear when it holds the scent of my
crotch.  This was one of those times.  I laid my underwear over my face
with the pouch where my cock and balls had been against my nose.  I
inhaled deeply and thrilled at the unique scent.  My cock was leaking
pre-cum more than usual.  It began to drip down my circumcised
cockhead and formed a drop at the base.  I knew if I didn't clean it off it
would be slick for a few strokes but then it would get sticky.  I didn't
want things to get sticky so I cleaned it off with my thumb.  The
droplets started to run down over my knuckle so I brought my thumb
up to my mouth and decided to lick it off.  I licked all the pre-cum off
and then sucked my thumb into my mouth briefly.  Returning my hand
to my cock I started stroking the full length of my cock and thought
about the pre-cum I had just tasted for the first time.  It was salty and
sweet at the same time.  I liked how it coated my tongue with a
slippery smoothness.  More pre-cum emerged from the large slit of my
cockhead.  This time there was a lot more but then I noticed that
always happened when I was super excited and turned on.  I scooped
it up with my thumb again and licked it off.  It didn't seem so weird.  I
wondered why for a few seconds but was too turned on to really
examine my actions or feelings about how I got so turned on to begin
with.  My stroking began to push my cock to become super hard and
my cockhead doubled in size.  I liked the way my straight rod and large
mushroom head looked, but I didn't have anything to compare it to
visually to know if my cock would be considered beautiful by anyone
else.  I stroked faster and used my free hand to lightly brush my balls,
then the area between my balls and my ass; then back to my balls then
across my stomach and over my hard nipples. I really wanted to cum
now but another part of me still wanted this feeling to continue.
Which side of the brain would win today?  Oh man my hand feels so
good on my hard abs, muscular pecks, erect nipples and then back
down between my legs gliding over that so sensitive real estate just
off the backside of my balls and heading toward my asshole.  This time
I wanted to explore further so I reached back and brushed over my
hole several times with my middle finger.  My sphincter responded
with contractions of pleasure and my hard-on got even harder.  The
sensation at both ends encouraged me to continue.  I quickly started
to feel my orgasm coming.  The sensations were making me lose my
mind.  I was completely absorbed in the pleasure I was giving myself.
Nothing else existed and all of my senses became focused on just this
single activity.  My cock became super sensitive as I stroked up and
down the entire length but especially on as my fingers trailed over the
underside of my cockhead. Back and forth up and down over and over
and all the while gliding my fingers over my asshole and back to my
balls - back and forth in rhythm with my strokes.  OMG! I'm so turned
on I can't stop myself now.  I just blast into climax and almost pass out
from the intensity of this orgasm.  My cum fires from my cockhead
spraying across my chest in 3 quick spurts then a few more lob
themselves out on to my abs.  Wow.  Stroking my cock and massaging
my body with my own hands is an indulgence I take great pleasure in
giving myself.  There aren't many things in the world that one can do
that feels so amazing but doesn't cost anything.  Jacking off is a free
high and has no negative side-effects.  What a blessing!

I wonder if Jeremiah jacks off?  Well, I mean I'm sure he does, but I
wonder if he does it with as much abandon as I do?  I would hate for
him to feel guilty about it like some guys....

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