Date: Sat, 7 Mar 2009 19:26:00 -0500 (GMT-05:00)
From: John Charles <johncharles2001@earthlink.net>
Subject: Jock Next Door Chapter Seven

Copyright 2009 by John Charles

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generally demands safe sex.


Jock Next Door -- Chapter 7


The Consumer Electronics Show (CES) is a huge event taking up the entire
Las Vegas Convention Center with huge booths, floor displays, flash and
glitter.  Open only to company insiders, the show is meant to display the
next new things in toys, games, large screen television, hand held
electronics of all types, cell phones; virtually everything electronic.  To
a novice, the show is chaotic.  To the seasoned attendee, the show is
nothing more than that -- a show.  Take in as much as you can and enjoy
everything in the process, was Hank's motto.  He knew, from past
experience, that companies would be giving lots of things away, having many
drawings, and just about forcing their products on you.  He's been to this
show just about every year for the past 15 years, so he's seen it all.

To Steve, the show was wildly exciting.  He had never been so close to new
products in his life.  His modest family situation meant he was not privy
to the latest and greatest gadgets.  He had lots of toys, but never the
hottest nor the newest.  Now he was playing with stuff before anyone else
even knew it existed.  "This place is hot, Hank.  I could spend a week in
here just looking and playing."

"Yup, it can be addicting but it wears on you after you've done it a few
times.  Let's go to the companies I have to see first.  Then we can play
without fear that I may have missed someone I need to see."  That set the
plan in motion.  Hank had a list of booths to visit which took up a full
day and a half.  Once completed, Hank and Steve would have another day and
a half for their fun.

They got back to their room around 5:30 on Wednesday with bags of stuff.
Even though Hank was visiting client booths, they still had time to check
out some other booths as they walked around.  Everyone wanted to give Hank
something to take home and test.  He was, after all, a hot engineering
commodity, in the eyes of the electronic world.  Steve was in awe.  "Does
everyone know you Hank?  I mean, we couldn't walk down an aisle without
someone pulling you into their booth.  And just look at all this stuff.  We
have thousands of dollars of toys they shoved on you."

"It can get a bit much, after a while.  Understand that I am involved in
quite a few new inventions and product development programs.  These guys
just want me to see that they have something worthwhile, too.  And, it
gives me lots of new toys to play with.  Usually I take them to the office
and share them with the other guys.  I cannot use all of this stuff by
myself."

Steve looked at Hank as if he was from another planet.  "Are you kidding
me?  You just give this stuff away to the guys at work?  I would kill to
get my hands on the newest stuff, like this, each year" remarked Steve as
he worked through all the new toys they had accumulated on their first day.
"Wow, this is fantastic.  Promise me that you'll at least let me play with
some of this stuff before you give it all away."

Hank was trying very hard not to laugh at Steve's comments.  He really like
him and didn't want to make him feel bad.  "Listen, the guys back home will
be expecting some of this stuff to test and explore.  But, I'll give you
first divs.  If there is anything you want, just put it aside and it's
yours.  OK?"  You would have thought that Hank just offered Steve a million
dollars from the look on his face.

"Oh my God, really, I can really play with any of this stuff?"

"No, you can have it.  I don't have to bring it all back to the shop.  And
we still have over two full days to get more.  Just let me know what you
want and I'll see what I can do to get you a working sample."  Luckily for
Hank, he was close to the bed to catch Steve as he jumped on him.  They
both fell backwards onto the bed as Steve kissed and hugged Hank to death.

Hank pulled Steve to his feet and told him to strip so they could take a
shower and get ready for dinner.  Hank had plans and reservations for the
evening that Steve didn't know about.  Although Hank prepared an itinerary
for Steve to see, he purposefully left some items out of the book.

Steve did an exotic strip tease for Hank, and then took all of Hank's
clothes off, too.  Hank was fully aroused by that point, so Steve grabbed
Hank's cock and pulled him to the shower.  They washed each other's body
and gave each other a mind numbing blow job.  When they finished, dried off
and dressed, Hank took Steve to dinner.

Reservations for two at the SW Steakhouse in the Wynn would set the theme
for the night.  Dinner was not only spectacular, it was filled with
laughter and was highlighted when the star chef David Walzog visited the
dining room and chatted with the guests.  He spotted Hank and Steve and
made his way to their table.  Hank stood, shoot David's hand, and
introduced both Steve and himself.  Chef David chatted with them as if he
had known them all his life.  The chat lasted only a few minutes, but it
was enough to put Steve into heaven's gate.

After dinner, Hank and Steve wandered through the Wynn, window ogling and
joking about many of the items they saw.  Hank was actually guiding Steve
to the theater located at the end of the shopping corridor.  Once there, he
presented Steve with tickets to Le Reve a show performed in a one million
gallon water tank.  The theater was built around the tank in such a way
that no seat was more than 40 feet from the water.  Needles to say, the
show was spectacular and Steve was, once again, in awe.  This boy thought
he died and went to heaven.

Upon returning to their room, Steve, once again, did a very erotic strip
for Hank.  Then, turned around, bent over exposing his naked bubble but to
his best friend and lover.  Putting his hand through his legs, Steve began
to finger fuck his own ass, moaning and bubbling about how wonderful it
would be to have a real hard cock in his ass instead of his fingers.  Hank,
delirious with lust, knelt down behind Steve and began to eat Steve's ass
driving Steve totally insane with pleasure.  Hank pushed Steve down to his
knees and continued to eat his ass, driving his tongue in as deeply as it
would go.  While eating Steve's ass, Hank managed to get out of his
clothes.  He, like Steve, was leaking so much precum it was puddleing on
the carpet.

Without notice, Hank picked Steve up, laid him on the bed doggie style, and
shoved his hard cock into Steve's begging ass.  Both Hank and Steve moaned
their lust together.  This first coupling of the night didn't last long as
they, both, were almost over the edge before Hank mounted his boy.

They cuddled into each other until their breathing returned to normal.
Hank smiled as he looked into Steve's eyes.  "You are the most wonderful
thing that has ever come into my life.  Promise me that you will stay with
me forever."

"You make me so happy, Hank, I cannot imagine being with anyone other than
you.  In all my wildest dreams, I never imagined that life could be this
fantastic.  I want to be with you forever, if you'll have me.

Both men teared up and hugged each other as if their lived depended on it.
The night was filled with hot sex.  It seemed as if neither Hank nor Steve
could get enough of each other.  The morning alarm was a horrible return to
reality.

Day two of the show was similar to day one.  Hank visited the booths on his
list and made it his mission to get sample products of stuff he thought
Steve would really enjoy.  Some things were just too big to carry, so he
made arrangements to have them shipped back home.  Steve managed to see
some wild new gadgets.  Some were fascinating, while others were just plain
dumb.  He wondered why anyone would spend millions of dollars creating some
of those items.  He also wondered if they would sell.  Much to his
surprise, many of the items he disliked were hot commodities to others at
the show.  No accounting for taste he thought.

Once again they returned to their room around 5:30, showered, sucked each
other off and dressed for another night on the town.  They went to the huge
buffet at the Rio where they were able to enjoy lots of different foods and
desserts.  What was a hilarious surprise for Steve was the overhead circus
that moved around the casino and dining areas.  At one point he caught a
string of beads thrown from one of the overhead performers.

"Hank, you used to work in the sporting goods industry.  Why did you leave
that job and get into high tech?"

"Actually I took the job as a product manager in sporting goods because I
really like the industry, but I found that my real interests are most
satisfied when I am inventing new technology and working with other great
engineers on product inventions they feel are worthwhile, too."

"Didn't you work on new technology in your last job?" asked Steve as they
walked around the casino.

"Sure, I had lots of opportunities to develop new products, but most were
low tech.  I just love the high tech stuff and thus I had to get into this
type of a job.  Actually this firm is a sister company to my previous
employer.  So I've maintained retirement benefits all this time.  I saw
this as an ideal opportunity, took it, and never looked back."

As they walked back to their hotel, Hank and Steve wandered through several
local shopping areas.  One, off the beat strip mall had an adult toy store.
Steve was really intrigued and wanted to see what they had, but the sign on
the store window said the minimum age to enter is 21.  Pouting a bit, Steve
told Hank he was disappointed, but was still tremendously enjoying the
trip.  That gave Hank some ideas.

The following two days turned out to be so much fun for both guys.  All of
Hank's required visited were completed, allowing them to wander and ogle
the booths at their leisure.  Hank had to remind Steve several times that
everything they picked up had to fit in their luggage, carry-ons or had to
be shipped.  That made it difficult for the trade show newbie.  Steve
wanted everything he saw.

"What are we doing for dinner tonight?" asked Steve at a lull point in the
afternoon.

"It's going to be an early dinner and an early night for both of us.  We
have to be up before dawn tomorrow for our next event.  Oh, and don't ask,
cause I'm not telling you anything." said Hank to a bewildered Steve as
they walked toward the exit door.

"Just a hint would be good." chided Steve, but Hank refused, giving Steve
that `I'm not budging' smile.

So they ate dinner is an Italian restaurant in their hotel and hit the bed
early.  Well it was early for this trip, but that didn't stop them from
having some fun in bed.  Hank was especially horny tonight and wanted Steve
to give him a royal fucking.  Steve always enjoyed fucking Hank, but was
rarely aggressive enough to make the first move on Hank.

Once in bed, they were kissing and caressing each other.  Hank took Steve's
face in his hands and looked into his eyes, saying "You need to take
control sometimes and be the top guy.  I love to fuck you and would do it
morning, noon and night, but I also love to have your cock in me,
sometimes.  So, take charge tonight and give me a royal, loving fuck -- I
need it really badly."

Without saying a word, Steve rolled Hank onto his back and began a full
body tongue bath.  He kissed and licked every inch of Hank's body from his
eye lids to his toes, which he sucked lick he was sucking a cock.  Hank was
in horny heaven.  It was what he needed and Steve was doing a good job.
Then Steve turned Hank onto his stomach, spread his legs and started giving
his ass cheeks a royal tongue bath.  He moved to his crease and lapped up
from his balls to the top of his ass, lingering a bit at his hole, then
back again.  Hank was breathing very hard, squirming, and moaning from
Steve's manipulations.  Then, without notice or warning, Steve placed his
rock hard cock at Hanks entrance and pushed in.  Hank almost flew off the
bed, not from pain, but from the erotic feeling in his body.  Steve played
Hank's ass superbly, long dicking him, fast fucking him and twisting his
body so Hank felt every inch of his cock.

Then he knelt back, removing his cock from Hank's ass and turn him onto his
back.  Looking Hank in the eyes, Steve said "I love you more than the air I
breath."  He bent down, kissing Hank for all he was worth, pushed his cock
back into Hank's ass and began to fast fuck him.

Hank lost it then.  His body convulsed so violently that Steve almost got
thrown off the bed.  Hank shot 6 hard vollies of cum that literally covered
both of them.  His ass muscles squeezed Steve's cock so tightly that he
couldn't move till Hank started to calm down.  It only took a few more
strokes for Steve to see stars, too, delivering 8 huge loads of boy cum
into Hank's now very worked over ass.

The two men were still for quite a while, catching their collective breath
and coming down from their climactic high.  Hank looked into Steve's eyes
and said "That, my friend was the most fantastic loving anyone has ever
given to me.  I am so lucky to have you in my life."  They both kissed till
they had to get up and get cleaned off.  Morning came way too quickly.

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