Date: Sun, 30 Oct 2016 16:14:46 -0700
From: Spartan Johns <spartangayx@gmail.com>
Subject: Falling For John Ch.6

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Falling For John Ch.6



About two months had passed since the baseball trip to state. I was
currently a month into summer vacation having ended a solid sophomore year
in June. I also just had my 17th birthday. Matt and I got some of the
baseball guys to grab some girls and spend the day at the lake. It was
pretty sweet, I was stoked to have made some really good friends since
coming here in the fall. The best part of my birthday though was when Matt
and I were hanging at his place and John came home surprising us with
cake. We almost ate the whole thing and watched Anchorman. To be honest it
was just good to see John again. Ever since the trip up north I haven't
been able to get John off my mind. Everything from seeing him shirtless
constantly, then sleeping wearing only briefs, to my dream in the car and
his hand on my leg. I couldn't stop replaying things in my head or getting
turned on when thinking of him. He was driving me nuts and I wished I could
make it stop.

Matt and I had picked up a summer job working on strawberry farm. The pay
was dope but the hours were so long you had nothing to do with all the
money you were making. We had one day off a week but we usually spent it
sleeping in or playing video games, mostly just needing to rest up. I
stayed a lot of time Matts since my rents were never home and we had the
same schedule. Plus I got to see John more.

It was a Friday in August and it was the hottest day of the summer. Matt
and I had been sent home early from the farm on account of the heat. It was
over 100 degrees and no condition to be working in. Matt and I were so
relieved and it was Friday, which meant we were off tomorrow.

We were gonna kick it the fuck back.

I drove Matt and I back to his place. We were both covered in sweat and
dirt from the field. I hopped out of the car wiping my beaded brow back
over my shaved head, cut for the summer. It was less hot, and less work to
maintain. It looked rough, but I liked it.

Matt took his shirt off instantly heading inside to snag the shower. The
summer had done us both some good. Our bodies had beefed up a bit but
stayed defined because of the labor. We also had pulled off a bronze
tan. Waist up at least.

"Damn-it!" I hollered after him. "I get it first next time!"

I headed inside and gulped down a glass of water. I wonder if John was
gonna be around tonight.

We had swung by a store to grab some cookie dough and a frozen pizza. Matt
wouldn't tell me why he said it was a surprise. I unloaded the bags and
skimmed through instagram while waiting for Matt to finish showering.

I toweled myself off after my shower and started to get dressed. Looking in
the mirror I really dug my improved body and new haircut. I wanted to get
bigger but that came with time. I put on a pair of boxer briefs, grey
shorts, and a loose tank top. I toweled my head again and headed down the
hall to find Matt watching MTV cribs.

"Hey man. What ya wanna do with the rest of the night. I'm pretty wiped
though," I asked ending with a yawn.

"Surprise!" He shouted throwing a small paper bag at me. "Told ya I was
getting ya a birthday present, just took a little longer than I thought."

"Really??" I was actually surprised.

"Yeah man, open it. But you have to share it with me!" He requested.

I reached inside the bag feeling several objects. Pulling them out I found
two joints and a brownie. Matt had gotten me weed!

"Duuuuuude," I drawled out. "Are you kidding me! This is awesome! Oh man,
course I'll share it with ya. Where'd you get this?"

"My uncle haha. He's cool but don't tell my dad! He'd kill me." He
answered. "And guess what?! Pop's gone till tomorrow. He's helping his
friend Jerry move in to his new place an hour north of here. He said he was
gonna crash there so we can hit this if ya want." He said giddly at me.

Now the cookies and pizza make sense.

Matt and I divided up the brownie calling "Cheers!" before trying to
swallow the hemp tasting desert. Not the best flavor. But that would take
some time to kick in so we headed outside on the back patio to smoke a
joint.

The air outside was still really warm and kind of heavy but it felt really
nice. After a few failed attempts we lit the joint and smoked about half
before only being able to communicate in giggles. This shit was making me
laugh my ass off. We headed inside once we gathered ourselves. Matt darted
straight to the oven to make the pizza causing another laughing fit. This
was gonna be a fun night.

"ÉThe fun will never end it's Adventure Time!" The TV blared as the
beginning of another episode of Adventure Time began. I looked at the clock
seeing it was 8:45, two hours after we had first smoked. About two hours
after we had the brownie. I looked away from the TV in slow motion only to
find Matt staring at me with the same vacant look. We both started laughing
realizing just how stoned we were as the brownie kicked in. For what seemed
like the next 30 minutes I heated up two pieces of pizza, returning
triumphantly to a blitzed Matt. We were just about to start our 6th episode
of Adventure Time when the door started unlocking. I looked at Matt in
panic as John came through the door.

"Hey guys. How's it going," He said sounding winded.

Matt and I said nothing too stoned to react.

"What's that smell?" John sniffed. "Pizza? AndÉweed? Are you guys
stoned?!"

We froze in our chairs as every horrible outcome imaginable flew through my
head.

"Oh boy," John started. "As your father I should whoop your ass. I could
get ya in real trouble for this." He warned. "But I'm too tired for that so
hook me up with what your smoking and we'll forget about it." He winked
ruffling Matts hair and heading into the kitchen. Matt sighed in relief.

John looked amazing. Especially when I was this stoned. He wore tight
jeans, nikes, and a grey T-shirt. His sweat darkened his T as he'd been
moving furniture all day. He had light stubble, always did now that I
thought about it. I wondered if he was lazy and didn't shave or if he
actually had permanent stubble. Like what if it never grew and was always
the perfect length, the perfect sharpness too. Nothing to hurt yourself on,
but enough to scratch as you rubbed your cheek against his. Stubble is so
weird. Hair that grows out of your face and only grows in certain spots. I
wonder if animals have stubble. What animals have stubble?

I blinked coming back from my stoner session. Oh yeah, John. He took off
his shoes and shirt quickly saying it was too hot. I watched him move
around the kitchen like the shirtless god he was. I could see the waistband
of white briefs, his bulge just as evident as always in his jeans. Damn
what I would give for a feel.

I looked down noticing I started to rock some wood so I took off my shirt
and covered my lap. It was a bit cooler with my shirt off anyways. John
came back inside from finishing the first joint.

"Christ I haven't had a puff in 4 years. You boys must be on cloud 9." He
said grinning ear to ear. He was pretty stoned. He looked cute, all
muscular with a dumb grin on his face.

Matt was making weird noises as he picked out the next movie. John came to
the living room to join us, sitting at the edge of the couch across from
me. God it was going to be hard to not stare at him the whole time.

X-Men Days of Futures Past was Matt's winning pick. I wasn't a huge fan of
the series so I had no clue what was going on. Was fun though. John seemed
to be enjoying it too though he was more focused on baking cookies. When
they were done he came over to me and stood to the side holding a tray of
cookies and napkins. His crotch was right at eye level. I couldn't help but
sneak a gaze at the lump between his legs before looking up at him as he
gave me 2 cookies.

"Uno mas" I said quickly. He laughed giving me another cookie. We held eye
contact for a second before he headed to check on Matt.

"Shit Clay, seems like this one's out," He said leaning in to look at Matt.

"Uh-uh," mumbled Matt waking up from a brief snooze. It didn't take long
for him to fall back asleep all together.

I should be tired too, as today was exhausting, but for some reason I
wasn't sleepy at all.

"Hey, I wasn't planning on going to bed anytime soon if you wanna hit the
other joint with me." I suggested.

"OhÉuh yeah." He said laughing. "That would be real nice."

He rose up and headed to the kitchen to grab some water. I checked to make
sure my boner was down before grabbing my own glass and the joint. We
headed outside to the patio again. It was much darker this time, but the
moon lit up the floor and table. It was still pretty warm outside and I was
gonna start sweating soon. We sat at the table and I put on an acoustic
playlist I like to relax too. I offered him the first hit.

"Oh I couldn't. It's your birthday joint. Matt put a lot of effort into
getting them from my brother." He sighed and smiled to himself.

"Haha he told me not to tell ya," I grinned before lighting the joint and
taking a puff.

We carried on like this for the next 25 minutes. We talked about everything
one does when they're stoned. I wasn't sure if it was just me but it seemed
like we had shifted closer to each other at the table. If I leaned back, I
had a great view of his packed jeans, a mass of mystery right under the
table.

The whole night had gotten me pretty worked up. I had brought my shirt out
for the sole purpose of hiding my dick. I had a boner from the moment we
sat down. He finished off the joint and leaned back in his chair, letting
out one last puff of smoke.

We sat in silence except for the music.

"You see the big dipper," John said pointing up above my head. I turned
around but had a hard time finding it.

"Sit over here n I can point it out," he said as I moved my chair next to
his, keeping my wood covered as best I could.  "See. Right there," He
pointed again. I looked down his arm and there it was. The stars looked so
far away from here. But like I could touch um at the same time.

"I love to come and do this during the summer," He said leaning back. "It's
when things are finally quiet and you can relax. Let go of the day ya know?
Haha, I sound stoned," He chuckled to himself. He broke gaze with the sky
and looked over at me.

"You don't seem so relaxed, what's got ya?

Well shit Sherlock . I wasn't relaxed because of the stoned shirtless man
next to me giving me a boner. But I couldn't say that right?

"Clay," his deep voice said softly. "What's on your mind?"

I threw caution to the wind. "Well, its nothing crazy, or that you haven't
seen before. Hah. But this grass just made me like, super horny." I laughed
trying to make it seem like a joke.

"Ohhhhh?" he laughed as his eyes darted to my crotch and back.

"You're not alone champ, weed gets me goin too."

I watched as he reached down and grabbed a handful of his jean bulge. I
couldn't help watching while he squeezed a few times. Fuck he was so
hot. He stopped and I looked back up, meeting his eyes. The dim porch light
and moon lit it up his body. I could see the glisten of sweat on his chest
from the hot summer air. He slowly raised a hand and brought it to my left
cheek. He paused a second before pulling me closer, until I tasted his
lips.

A jolt went through my body as we connected. I had never made out with
another guy before. His lips were as full as mine and the light stubble on
each of ours faces drove me crazy. His taste was intoxicating. I let out a
soft moan as he bit my bottom lip. We both stood, knocking the chair over,
continuing to kiss. His hands pulled my back in and mine went to his, our
skin touching felt like ecstasy. The night heat had us both sweating as we
embraced. He broke our kiss and moved right to my neck, his hands fell onto
my ass. I groaned and he slipped his hands under my shorts as he explored,
feeling my taunt body.

My hands went to his and dove under his briefs. His muscular ass felt
incredible. His soft skin with a layer of sweat was giving me a raging hard
on. I slid a finger down his crack as he kissed my neck. My head continued
to reel in lust as he hooked a finger in the front of my shorts and pulled
me back toward the house. John leaned up against the wood and pulled me
back into a kiss. His big hand landed right on my crotch.

"Ohh fuck," I moaned. The joint had made me incredibly sensitive and he
felt like nothing I'd known. He kissed me as he rubbed my boner through my
shorts, getting harder with every movement.

Following his lead I moved my hand to his jeans. It was John's turn to moan
as I groped his giant bulge. Oh god it felt good. He seemed semi hard as I
kneaded his front. The mass couldn't fit in my hand but I tried my best to
feel it all. My head rolled as I worked the man I had lusted after for so
long. All rational thinking went out the door. I began to lower to my
knees. I didn't know why but I had to have him.

Johns denim bulge stared me in the face. I looked up at him for approval as
I ran my hands over it. He met my eyes and reached down, undoing the fly of
his jeans. As soon as I saw the white of his Calvin's I pulled on his jeans
dropping them to the patio floor.

Standing in just briefs with jeans around his ankles I looked him over. I
had never needed someone more in my life. His chest hair glistened with
sweat as he towered above me. My eyes ran down his happy trail directing me
to the throbbing white mound of cotton. I had to know what rested
beneath. His hand found the back of my head as he guided my face to his
groin. I exhaled as my mouth and nose landed on his bulge.

"Ohh man, ohhÉ." John moaned above me as he pushed his contained package
against my mouth. I inhaled his musk, the scent of his crotch overpowering
my inhibitions. I cupped his mass with my hand as I kissed and explored the
prize before me. His balls felt heavy weighing down the fabric, full of
cum. His dick was still semi soft as it swelled and hung over them with
nowhere to go, the Calvin's already too full. I ran my lips down his dick
print kissing the evident head. My hands found their way to his package
exploring and hungrily kneading his manhood. I shifted the sausage from
over his balls up to where it could start growing up his leg. I continued
to run my lips along the mass as it expanded over his right thigh. He
moaned again, pushing into me as his log throbbed against my face. It had
gotten so large that the briefs lifted from around the shaft near his
thigh. Seeing a peak of his meat drove me to frenzy. Using my spit I wet
the end of his covered cock, dying to taste him.

My own boner strained against my shorts as pre-cum darkened the outside. He
gently guided my face off his bulge, ready for the beast to be free. I
tugged on my shorts feeling more turned on then ever. I was in heaven, on
my knees before my friend's dad and his humongous package. I'd been
dreaming of this for so long. I looked up at him. He grinned at me with
pleading eyes as I kissed his bulge again.

Unable to wait any longer I bit his waistband and started to pull. Staring
in hunger I uncovered the base of his meat framed by a layer of trimmed
dark pubes. Inch by inch I unveiled his cock as his hand rubbed my head in
encouragement. In awe I pulled down till the elastic was at mid thigh, his
cockhead still hooked under the fabric. I moaned and licked the exposed
shaft making him shiver. He shifted freeing the last inch as it swung up
hitting me on the cheek.

"Ohh fuccck. Finally," John sighed.

His huge cock bobbed in front of my face.

The cut monster must have been 10 inches long. It was the same tan color of
his skin, with visible veins running down the length. The slightly darker
head hung at a 45-degree angle from his body, the sheer weight of his thick
cock too much to hold itself up. His sizable balls hung low from the summer
heat.

"Jesus" I whispered with my eyes glued to his weapon.

"Kinda big huh," He said sheepishly.

He flexed his dick making it lob up and down.

"No shit," I said entranced as it swung before me.

He let it hang as I reached up and started to explore. It was thick and
heavy as I grasped it, my hand not reaching around the pole. His cock
pulsed as I ran my hands along the 10 inches. A drop of pre-cum fell from
the head. John moaned above, encouraging me as I stroked his log.

I could have worked him liked that for hours, his warm cock felt so good in
my hands. But I could feel him pushing towards my face, needing a place to
bury his manhood. Growing hungry I ran my tongue back and forth along his
shaft inhaling his musk as I went. My eyes rolled back into my head.

"Fuckkk oh ClayÉ" he moaned as he continued to rub my head.

I leaned away from his groin as he shifted and squared up to my face. He
wagged his hips forward slowly swinging his cock until it connected with my
lips. I kissed the head of his meat, tasting his salty pre-cum. A string of
jizz stayed on my lips as he hefted his dick up before dropping on my
mouth. I kissed the head again bringing more moans from each of us. He
repeated the movement a few times before letting his tool rest on my
lips. I suddenly grew nervous knowing what was coming next.

I felt him slowly thrust forward pressuring the gates to open up. I
couldn't resist even if I wanted to.

I moaned as his cockhead entered my warm mouth. My lips wrapped around the
shaft, sampling dick for the first time.

"Ohhhh mann," John sighed above me as he rocked back and forth only giving
me two or so inches of dick. I closed my eyes reveling in the taste of
him. We both wanted more and it was my turn to move as I fed 2 more inches
into my mouth.  John let out a heated breath, watching me take in more of
him.

I was harder then ever in my shorts. As I sucked his cock I unleashed my
own and began to stroke, careful to not cum, I was still hungry.

Inhaling through my nose I took a big breath and shoved another fat two
inches into my mouth. His salami tasted so good as it slid across my tongue
and bumped up against my throat. I let out a muffled moan as he rocked back
and forth in me, too stuffed with cock to speak. His hands caressed my head
as he fed me more and more of his meat. I savored every inch. Getting
worked up he picked up pace, pushing at my throat. The weed helped me relax
as I tried to take his huge member. But being an amateur I gagged
instantly, pulling off.

"Woah Clay, you're driving me wildÉ" He exhaled smiling down at me.

His anaconda hung covered in my spit glistening in the moonlight looking
even bigger and more erect than before. I took several deep breaths looking
up at him. He bent down and kissed me before squaring back up to my
face. Reining in the beast he lifted his cock and brought his balls to my
lips. I didn't need any guidance as I dove on his low hangers. He stroked
himself as I rolled his nuts in my mouth, one eye watching the giant shaft
throb above me.

John dropped his cock letting it land across my face, reaching over my
forehead as I worked his balls. He continued to moan as he drug his meat
over my face letting me feel the weight and power of his manhood. Taking
his cue I grabbed his shaft and pressed it along my jaw as I breathed more
of him in. I smacked his tool against my cheek making him pulse and groan,
more pre-cum globing out onto me.

I guided the monster back into my mouth, slurping along the shaft. He
pushed into me with more force this time closer to emptying his load.

My virgin throat ached for his cock to claim it.

Trying again I closed my eyes, inhaled, and relaxed as I guided the big
fucker past the back of my mouth into my hungry throat. A muffled "upmh"
escaped me as he pushed in, suddenly full with 10 wide inches of John's
cock.

"H-holy shiiit," John murmured, his heavy balls pressing against my
chin. My nose buried into his pubes as I tried not to choke. He rocked back
and forth for a couple seconds before I had to pull off needing air.

"FuckÉ" I said catching my breath and wiping a tear from my eye. His
cock felt so good stuffed in my throat. John loved it too, before long I
felt his snake pushing at my lips again, wanting more.

Gazing up I gave him total control. I took another big breath as he gently
held my head in place and inserted himself in again.

"Mppph"

"Mmph"

"Mmph"

I hummed as he thrust in and out of my hungry throat. My eyes started to
water as he impaled me with his fuck tool. He picked up speed seeming to
fill me more and more each time, his cock widening my esophagus.

I pulled off for air before taking him back into my mouth. Fuck he tasted
so good and I couldn't get enough.

"Ohhhh boy," John said as he fucked my face. His legs started to quake and
breath quickened as he pummeled my mouth. He was getting close. My hand
jacked my raging hard-on feeling like I was gonna explode.

"Mmph"

"Mmmph"

"Mmph"

His balls smacking my chin, over and over.

"C-Clay im gonna cum" He stammered fucking me faster. I tried to say "me
too," but full of cock a hum came out instead.

"Ohh fuck!! Oh fuck!!!" John growled as he buried his manhood as far in as
he could. I felt his meaty cock swell and pulse as the first glob of jizz
shot down my throat.

"Blllluugghmmph" I choked and fell off his meat. Pumping his cock as rope
after rope of thick cream landed on my face.

My body erupted with pleasure as I peaked, my load coating his leg. Head
rolling with ecstasy, pleasure rocked my body. His legs buckled as I took
his throbbing meat back into me, savoring him as my mouth filled with
cum. I gulped down his load, the salty taste new and so good. John's hand
landed on my shoulder for support as his body shook and I milked the last
of my reward from him. I sucked his cock as it slowly softened.

With a slurp his tamed beast fell from my satisfied lips.

I lay backwards on the patio, exhausted.

.

.

A cricket chirped some yards away, blending with our heavy breathing. The
thick summer air around us mixed with the scent of cum. Johns warm load
succumbed to gravity as it slid down my face. The big dipper hung in the
night sky above me as I lay catching my breath. I heard John lower himself
to the patio.

We sat in silence, both unsure how to proceed, reveling in what had just
happened.

John stood and grabbed his briefs.

"Sorry, you probably need these," he walked over to me, huge soft cock
swinging in the moonlight. Bending down he gave me his briefs, which I used
to wipe his load off my face. I inhaled the pouch, high on his potent
musk. He lay next to me as I finished, dropping the underwear to the
side. He pulled me into a kiss. And we did, much more gently then before.

"That was amazing," John whispered, staring into me with his blue eyes.

"Yeah. Yeah it was," I said, remembering him lodged in my throat.

He paused.

"We can't tell anyoneÉyou know right?" John asked a little anxious.

"Haha, yeah I know," I said laughing to myself. How was I here talking to
my friend's dad about how he fucked my face, and how I enjoyed it.

John chuckled too, we were still both pretty stoned. He kissed me again. "I
knew we had something goin on," he said looking validated.

We lay there for a while.

John's big hand found mine.

I was in heaven, laying here with the man I wanted so bad. I could have
fallen asleep out there.

"We should probably go in, it's late," He said starting to get up. I sat up
as he stood, his fat soft package back at my eye level. I grinned up at him
as I kissed his junk one last time. He helped me up and we headed
inside. Matt was snoring on the couch as we snuck back in.

"I wish you could sleep with me," John said in a deep hushed voice.

"Shit, me too," I said knowing we couldn't have Matt finding out.

He got a glass of water, still naked. He looked incredible.  John grinned
as he saw me look him over, flexing a bit.

"You mind if I keep these?" I asked holding up his briefs.

"Not at all," he smirked, happy to give me something to remember his
package by.

"Night Clay," John kissed me once more and winked before walking his sexy
ass down the hallway.

Damn he was hot.

I headed over to the couch and collapsed. I lay there replaying the night
over and over in my head.

What. A. Fucking. Night.



<<Thanks for reading, hope ya dug it. Had a lot of fun writing this
one. Can't wait to see what happens next! As always let me know what you
think! Hearing from my readers is the best and helps me plan the next
chapters. I will try and do this next chapter faster! Thanks for your
patience. >>> Spartan