Date: Wed, 7 Sep 2005 20:21:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: s f <indude2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: What should have happened 1

All the usual warnings apply!

One of the things I've noticed over the years is that there were all sorts
of opportunities for me to have changed events and been able to score! Now,
I don't mean to sound crass or anything...in most cases, the traditional
opportunities for sex have presented themselves. But I don't seem to have
been blessed with the opportunities that a lot of gay guys describe about
making it with their best friend, friend, the guy next door, a drunken
buddy, whatever. In hindsight, I think I was given that kind of chance, but
was simply too scared to take it! So this is a series about what I wish
would have happened. Each started as a real situation that I didn't take
advantage of in real life and concludes with my best fantasy about what
should have taken place. Hope you enjoy!

Rob the hockey stud

My travels though life have allowed me to meet a large group of people over
time. The town that I live in is a comparatively small one...about 60,000
people; but it includes a major Midwestern university. So it also provides
a significant opportunity to meet a lot of interesting and unusual people
-- culturally, socially, and otherwise. I am also involved in a service
organization that is both service oriented and attracts a fair number of
people from the university. This story involves a student who volunteered
and I got to know rather well. Among the other things he did in college, he
was a hockey player and I went to a fair number of games -- and he was the
only thing I was interested in watching! While a lot of his teammates were
certainly good looking, I didn't know any of them and he was the only thing
I was really interested in.

Rob in many regards was pretty ordinary...about 5'9" about 180 pounds,
brown hair and eyes, moderately hairy in all the normal places, well built
...definitely something to look at and enjoy. The whole time I knew him, he
had a "girlfriend." I say "girlfriend" because later, after the events I
describe below, I was given the strongest evidence at any point that he
might have bi or gay tendencies -- I saw him at a local park known for gay
cruising. Even then, I didn't have the nerve to approach him -- but how I
wish I had.

Rob was surprisingly calm and not particularly aggressive in the real
world...but that sure could change when he was playing hockey. He
definitely had an aggressive side that would show when he let it. He was
from California and that always seemed to color his attitude and the way he
talked...but not in a bad way. He also took an interest in making sure I
knew when his games were, giving me schedules and verbal reminders all the
time.

What happened actually has nothing to do with hockey -- go figure. I was on
a fitness kick and had (again) started to work out at one of the recreation
centers on campus. I really never expected to run into Rob since he was a
hockey stud and I assumed they would have their own facilities and not need
to use the recreation center. But I ran into him in the weight room. We
chatted briefly but I really didn't pay much attention to his being
there. He inquired at one point about if I was having a good workout,
general conversational bullshit. I largely forgot about him when I went to
another part of the center to run.

When I was finished, I headed to the locker room to clean up and head
out. I was surprised to see Rob in the showers when I hit them. While I
can't say he was overly impressive in the shower, there was no denying his
masculinity or muscles. I definitely looked for several minutes while he
contentedly showered away. One odd thing I noticed is that he had shaved
his pubes into a small patch...this was before shaving was all the rage and
so was rather unexpected. I also noticed he had a tattoo on his shoulder
which I had not noticed before since I hadn't seen him in anything less
than a tee shirt and shorts. We never really talked or acknowledged each
other in the shower. I finished up and headed out to dress.

While I could have stood all day and looked at him, I didn't think I dare
get caught with wondering eyes or peeking unnecessarily. I dressed in a
hurry and packed to leave. As I walked out, I passed him toweling off and
he yelled at me to get my attention. I turned and we again started talking
about our volunteer stuff and such while he continued to towel off. I began
to notice two things...one, he was pretty dry but kept on toweling and two,
he was significantly bigger than I remembered from the shower. It was cut,
fat and long...and I don't mean bigger than average. I mean close to beer
can thick and at least 8 inches and he wasn't even hard! I was having a
terrible time not trying to look...but he just kept talking and always kept
the foot and leg closest to me and the aisleway on the bench while he
dried. This kept his sizable manhood out of direct view from anyone else
and in a direct line of sight with me as I was standing next to him.

To say that my nervousness increased would be an understatement. I got the
dry mouth and looked for a way to leave as quickly as possible! But he kept
talking and kept toweling. And, I kept glancing down at that monster and
otherwise checking him out until I was able to come up with a decent excuse
to leave.

Did I ever jack off like a madman that night!

We were to meet the next day since he was having car problems and I agreed
to pick him up. When I got there, he greeted me at the door in nothing but
a pair of boxers. Oh how I wanted to just get on my knees and pull those
boxers down and find out just how massive his manhood was! But I kept my
cool, he dressed and we left.

Now...in the alternate fantasy world, where I actually have the nerve to do
something...this is how I think it would have went:

As Rob and I continued chatting and he kept on drying his already dry skin,
he'd begin to notice that I was checking out his big hog of a cock.  "Dude,
see something you like?" he'd say.

"Ah...hm..." would of course be all I could respond with. "You have a cock
that would embarrass a horse, dude!"

"Hehehe, you like it?"

"Yea, I do! I don't think I've ever seen one that big before!"

"You want to touch it?"

"Can I?"

"Yea, I don't get to use it much...everyone is pretty frightened by its
size, so I don't get a lot of action."

"Well, I don't know how well I can handle it, but I'm willing to give it a
try! And anyone who's had the opportunity to experience this and didn't
take it is crazy!"

"Awesome, dude!"

With that, I move past him to the other side and sit down on the bench. He
turns to his back is facing the main aisle and his cock sticks up and out
significantly. I move closer and take it in my hand. His cock jumps at my
touch and I look up at him. His eyes are narrow slits watching me handle
his enormous manhood. I reach out with my other hand and graze his balls
and he moans. A small drop of precum leaks out of the end of his cock and I
can't help myself and lean forward and lick it off. His whole body shakes
when I do that and I decide there is no time like the present and take the
head of his cock into my mouth. He moans again, and I'm greeted with more
precum.

Just then, someone walks by and he pulls away from me. He grabs his towel
and says, "Dude, we better not do it here. Let's walk to my house so we can
do this right."

Who am I to argue with that logic??

He dresses while I stand there and watch. I can't help but be a little sad
when he puts his cock in his boxers and I can't see it anymore. I reach out
and grab it through his shorts and he laughs and grabs my arm and
says. "You can have all of that you want real soon, just hang tight!"

He's finally dressed and we head out to walk to his house. It's about 5
minutes walking distance, nothing too bad -- except that I have one thing
on my mind -- His cock!

When we arrive, we enter and he yells for his roommates. No one else is
around. The house is typical college student...old beat up furniture, crap
just lying around where ever it happened to get dropped by its owner. Rob
takes me by the hand and leads me upstairs to his room. Once inside, he
closes and locks the door.

"Isn't it a little weird to have a lock on your bedroom door?"

"Not when you have nosey roommates who are always looking to watch you in
action!"

At that, we both laugh.

"I take it they know how well hung you are?"

"Yea, they do. Truth is I think at least one of them wants to experience
it, but doesn't have the balls to approach me for it. Dumb shit! Maybe I'll
just get naked and hard one morning and go wake him up by cock slapping his
face!"

That comment brings more chuckles.

Rob takes his shirt off and moves towards me. He grabs me and pulls me
close and kisses me. I'm shocked and he laughs.

"I expected this to be a quickie!"

"Hell no, I rarely get to really feel and experience another person, so I
want you to enjoy it as much as possible so this isn't a one time thing."

I laugh a bit, saying "well, I don't know about a one time thing...it will
take a lot of practice to be able to pleasure that monster like it
deserves!"

Rob laughs and pulls me into a hug and starts nibbling on my ear and
licking my neck. I laugh because it tickles. He pulls my shirt over my head
and starts kissing me again. I run my hands over his chest and through his
chest hair. I find one, then the other nipple and run my fingers over
them. He moans in my mouth and I pull away.

"Rob, passion later, fucking now!"

And I drop to my knees and pull his shorts and boxers down. I help him out
of his shoes and get him completely naked again. I take just a moment to
stare at his body. Gawd! He's sooo fucking hot!

I run my hands up his legs to his muscular ass and lean in and start
licking his balls. He moans and spreads his legs more. His monsterous cock
is bouncing around and leaking precum like mad. I stop on his balls and
lick the sperm off his cock head. When I do, he grabs my head and pulls me
back up and shoves his tongue into my mouth. It's my turn to moan, as I
think that is soooo hot!

He starts undressing me while making me give head to his tongue. I could
kiss his masculine face all day long! His beard stubble is so stimulating
on my face and neck. I don't recall being this turned on any time since I
discovered that a cock was for something besides peeing.

Rob succeeds in getting me naked and grabs my cock and starts stroking me
really fast.

I pull away, saying, "Damn dude, you're going to make me shoot if you keep
that up...this is about entertaining the monster cock of yours...SLOW
DOWN!"

Rob just chuckles and moves away from me and sits down on his computer
chair with his legs spread wide. "You want my cock pretty bad, don't ya?"

"Hell yes I do!"

"Is there anything else you want?"

"Want or want to do?"

"Either."

"Well, shit, I want to suck your cock, lick your balls, lick your ass,
massage your muscles, swallow your cum, maybe let you fuck me...if you're
good and show me a good time!"

"That's a lot...you better get started!" he says with an devilish grin.

I walk to him and kneel down between his spread legs. I rub up each strong,
hairy leg and lean in and start licking his balls. Those hairy orbs are
huge, just like his cock. Pretty soon, I suck each ball into my mouth and
nuzzle my face into his groin. All Rob can do is just moan and caress my
head.

Without any warning, I push his legs toward his chest and expose his hairy
pucker. I spit out his nad and push my tongue straight into his ass. He
gasps at the violation, "what the hell are you doing!" he almost shouts
out, more with fear than anything in his voice.

"I'm going to lick and tongue fuck your ass, you stud."

"Hey, I know you said something like that earlier...but no one has ever
been in there and I'm not sure I'm ready to change that just yet."

"Rob, do you trust me? I've already sucked your cock and had your family
jewels in the confines of my mouth without biting them...Relax!!"

"Will you stop if I tell you to?"

"Of course, now shut up and spread `em!"

I push his hairy legs back again and shove my tongue back into his now
confirmed virgin ass. I start tongue fucking his hole, teaching him it's
for something besides shitting and farting. All he can do is moan some
more, but I also sense him trying to expose his ass to me even more.

"Dude, go to the bed and get on all fours."

"Hey, I said I didn't want to get fucked!"

"Gawd, would you just shut up and do it!"

He moves slowly towards the bed, still not sure I won't try to mount his
ass and fuck him like a girl. He assumes the position. I put a hand on his
back and tell him to put his chest down on the bed. He still doesn't
completely trust me but does it. I reach between his legs and stroke his
big fat bone and he sighs.

"Rob, just relax and trust me...I won't hurt ya and I won't try to fuck
ya. I'll only do that if you ask me to. I promise!!"

"Ok...just be gentle" he says, more as a whimper than anything.

"Jeese...relax...I'm a whole lot more interested in taking a ride on you
than trying to put my bone in your ass!

I lean down and caress the globes of his ass. He tries to stifle a moan,
but can't. I lightly stroke a finger across his pucker and he shivers. I
reached between his legs and caress his balls and gently pull on them a
little and plunge my tongue back into his tight asshole.

He clearly relaxes and reaches back with his hands and spreads his cheeks
to give me more access to his most private spot. I tongue fuck him for
about 5 minutes and pull away and look at his hole while I talk to him.

"See, that wasn't so bad was it?"

"Ah, no...hardly. You were right. I'll just have to relax and trust you
from here on out...you obviously know something about making a guy feel
good."

"Hehehe...well, if every guy was as hot and hung as you...it would be
easy!"

At that, he flipped over on his back and said, "Gawd, please suck me
off...I need to cum so badly!"

Who am I to argue! I grabbed that monster and started trying to spit shine
the fat purple head. He starts rubbing my head, making it clear he wants me
to try to swallow more of his bone for him. I made several attempts but the
angle of his cock and the position I'm in prevent me from being able to
take more than a couple of inches.

"Rob, this isn't going to work like this...stand up and let me try to take
it that way."

He stood up in front of me, allowing me to look at his bone head on
again...like at the rec center. I grabbed his balls and pulled down, which
lowered the angle of his cock and I took the purple head back into my
mouth. Immediately he moaned and put his hands back on my head and
shoulders.

"Oh shit, that feels so good...please suck me and make me cum!"

With that said, I started down the length of his long, fat cock. When the
head reached the back of my mouth, he grabbed my head tighter and started
trying to impale me on his cock. I had to fight not to start gagging, but
soon he was able to get the head lodged pretty deeply in my throat, making
us both very happy.

At this point, I couldn't very well say much, but after he truly penetrated
my throat, he loosened up and started talking a mile a minute.

"Oh fuck!"

"Oh shit!"

"Gawd, no one has done the things you're doing to me!"

"No one has been able to take me in their throat!"

"Ah, suck my big cock!"

I have to give him credit, he was able to hold out for about 5 minutes
without blowing. But I knew it would come...and he did to. I could hear his
breathing becoming faster, shallower, and he started bucking his hips while
holding my head, trying to make me take even more of that brute of a bone.

"OH GAWD YES...YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM!!"

I braced myself against him even more tightly, partially to control how
much more of his cock he could feed me and partially because the whole
scene was so hot, I knew I was going to cum too.

He stopped bucking and let out a loud yell, telling me to, "OH GAWD, EAT MY
CUM!!"

With that, he started force feeding me his load. He was so far inside me
that I couldn't even taste it. I tried to pull away a little, but he
wouldn't let go. Without warning, I started shooting my load without even
touching my cock.

Finally, he started to relax and I was able to slide up to his cock head
and get some of his hockey nut on my tongue. I started polishing his knob
and getting the last of his cum out and he grabbed me by the arms and
pulled me up to his face.

"I've never had anything that was that good! You are fucking incredible!"

And he pulled me in for a long deep kiss. All I could do was moan
again...he was doing something that was just so hot to me...tasting his own
cum. Soon, he pulled away and grabbed my hand and led me over to the bed
again.

He laid down and pulled me down on top of him.