Date: Tue, 18 Dec 2007 08:20:35 -0600 From: marathon brad <marathonbrad@hotmail.com> Subject: A Jock in Miami Chapter 1 Disclaimer: This document contains Adult fictional Material. If it is illegal where you live to view adult material, please leave the site now. If you find Adult material offensive, you should also leave now. If you have not left, then it is assumed you are either not illegal and/or not offended. Therefore, please just relax and enjoy my story. Copyright by Marathon Brad, 2007, permission given to Nifty Archive to reprint this story. Feedback would be appreciated. Send feedback to marathonbrad@hotmail.com Prelude As in my first story of events titled "A Triathlete's Troubles"; I enjoyed adding a prelude to the chapters to set the stage for the action that was to take place. For someone in his thirties, I have discovered over the past year of sharing, that I have been involved in many erotic experiences. This saga titled "A Jock in Miami" will probably be no different as I share several more moments with readers. One will be able to feel my lust and affection toward Latinos throughout this piece. I find myself with mixed feelings as I begin to write. One of being happy to have found a source to share my private live. However, on the other hand, jealous of you readers as you are going to get a chance to read erotic material that I only wish I could find more of on the web for my own selfish use. Your emails to encourage me to share more have been flattering and satisfying for my ego. I have received emails from all over the world regarding "A Triathlete's Troubles". I giggle as I read your mail as some of you have not felt sorry for me with the troubling situations that I had gotten myself into while on the Arizona business trip. Also, I have appreciated the idea of gaining some wonderful pen pal friends throughout this experience; some of you finding my chapters on other erotic story websites besides Nifty.org. As will be shared, I am fortunate that handsome Rico has remained in my life after having a sad departure from Arizona in which I had thought that I would not be able to see him again. We have remained close and value the time when we are together. Our trip to Miami for my participation in some erotic filming shots helped strengthen our relationship for years to come. Another person that has become important to me is beautiful Scott. I learned to respect him and his ability to take risks as he has a successful health club that he runs in Arizona. You will see how essential Scott will be to me shortly after I begin chapter one. I value his opinions and appreciate that he has my best interest in his decisions. You have learned that I do a lot of long business travel to and fro across this country. I guess I am use to the traveling idea as I had to do so much of it while wrestling at a university in Philadelphia in my late teens and early twenties. My parents live in a middle sized Midwest city that forced me to fly home only when I could from college. However, being on the wrestling team, we were often on the road as our travels could have easily been nicknamed "Planes, Trains, and Automobiles" even though we were on buses for the shorter commutes. It was one of the bus trips during my sophomore season which turned out to be another memorable erotic experience for me. Our team had just finished a multi dual meet in State College and was forced to travel late in the evening to get back to Philadelphia. A hot senior team mate, Jay, encouraged me to sit with him in the locker room prior to getting on the bus. He was on a high as he had won both of his matches by pins, one being in a career record time of 32 seconds. Jay had all of the looks that guys would love to have. He was very strong for a medium build, 150-lb. boy, with a hard, tight young body. Jay was hot. Although humble, he strutted around the practice mat with poise, often wearing wrestling tights that road high up his ass. His brown eyes and short dark hair was the foundation of many secretive jack off sessions for many gay boys, me being one of them. Therefore, when Jay asked me to sit with him, I wasted no time to spit out and say "sure, no problem." Jay said that the reason he wanted me to share the pair of seats with him was because I was a smaller wrestler and would not need as much room as some of the larger teammates. Jay and I sat near the front of the bus, one seat behind Coach Franco. Our ride was to be a four hour trip that would have us getting back to Philly around three in the morning. Jay said he was tired; thus having no problem getting to sleep. I, on the other hand, loved to reflect on my matches and took the first few moments of the bus ride to jot some thoughts down in my wrestling log. After thirty minutes of writing, I turned off my light and pushed my seat back for my opportunity of getting some sleep. Jay had given me the window seat to allow him to have more leg room with the aisle seat. As with tradition, our team manager handed out blankets and pillows for us to use on bus trips. Most wrestlers enjoyed the blankets as they were thick and heavy for the needed warmth on this winter road trips. I was now totally cozy and comfortable for the nearly three hours that remained for this journey back to Philly and shortly fell asleep as well. Midway through the ride I was woken up to Jay's body heat as he had moved himself toward my side of the two seats. He had also turned his body a bit and had somehow wrapped his leg around my leg under our two blankets. I then easily became aroused with the opportunity of having this wrestling hunk so close to me. Knowing that Jay was a sleep, I raised the ante a bit by sliding my body closer to him. "If only this bus ride could have been a six hour trip and not the two hours that remained", I had thought. Another caveat to this horny situation for me was the fact that Coach Franco, an Italian man that I just adored, was just a few feet in front of me resting in his own seat. I had come to admire Coach since signing on to be one of his wrestlers. I appreciated the attention he gave me and I loved it when I knew he was physically next to me, whether in the practice gym helping me with a move or encouraging me to use a strategy that I had learned. Happily, Coach had been a part of many of my wet dreams. He always had a distinct warm athletic smell, like one would smell in a athletic supply closet, coming off of his clothing. I had grown to love the special scent. During my second slumber, I was woken again, this time with Jay's hand rubbing my cock through my thin wrestling sweats. I laid there wondering what I should do as I knew that it would not be long in which I would have a full erection again. Jay's touch was so easy to feel since I decided to be relaxed and not wear any under garments while dressing back at the State College locker room. I did not want this current moment with this senior wrestler to be disturbed so I laid very still and quiet. I just could not believe that Jay was so bold to be flirting with me on this bus trip right behind our Coach. Lying there, I decided to encourage Jay some more by opening my legs a bit to allow him more comfortable access to my hard cock. He appeared to approve of this move by sliding his hand into my sweats and down my youthful pole. Jay's fingers did a wonderful job of lightly touching my body and teasing my pubic hair. At one moment I could have sworn I felt Jay softly blow into my ear. I was now so hot and horny with a boner, as it was dripping like a faucet with my precum. By having my cock become so wet and under the influence of a beautiful guy's hand, I had no problem shooting a load that seemed to spurt forever. Jay was awesome with his gentle handling of my cock. He had to have prior experience with this type of sexual play as he got my cock so easily wet through the foreplay encouragement of his hand's palm and fingers. When he took his right hand out my pants, I felt him wipe the remaining cum from his fingers on the outside of my dark navy sweats. Afterward, he gently tapped my crotch area as to tell me of his approval of my cumming explosion. When we finally got back to campus Jay and I acted as if nothing had happened on the bus. The only clue to this erotic moment was the cum stains on the outside of my wrestling pants. Coach, who doesn't miss anything, ironically looked down at my pants as I was entering our locker room. He jokingly asked me what exactly I was doing on the bus. Sheepishly, I remembered that I said that I must have done something when I was a sleep. He then laughed, wrapped his arm around my shoulders and tossed my hair. "Brad, you are my kind of boy." was his response to my recent troubling experience. Over in the corner of the locker room Jay smirked at me. The senior wrestler also appeared to approve of my made up story that I said to coach as he gave me a very coy wink. A Jock in Miami Chapter 1 Rico and I became very close after I returned to Chicago. A day would not go by in which we were not exchanging emails or texting each other as phone calls appeared to be problematic with my business travels. When were able to connect by phone, Rico loved getting me excited with phone sex. He always challenged me to see how soon he could get me to shoot a long, hot creamy load. In fact, he had me so horny for his phone calls that I would begin to look for a secluded public spot if I was not in my home or hotel room to see if I could jack off. When we were able to be get together for a long weekend it would not take long for us to be in bed with each other. There were a few times that Rico also surprised me with visits during my business trips. I remember one time Rico showed up at my hotel in Boston in the disguise of a masked stripper. Dressed only in one of my character jocks, I told the guy standing in the door way that I did not call or pay for a masked stripper. It was obvious by looking at my beginning-to-bulge cock, that the sexy man insistence to enter my room was having an affect on me. However, to my amazement, Rico decided to unmask himself after he enter the room and before he began to un-robe for me. We laughed so hard, rolling around on the bed for several minutes before we began to enjoy our traditional hot sex together. In case you haven't read "A Triathlete's Troubles," I met Rico while on a business trip to Arizona. He was a personal trainer at the gym/health club I frequently visited while there. He was immediately taken with my muscular jock body, and he wasted no time in getting into my pants. Rico is a beautiful Puerto Rican boy with a gorgeous body and a big dick that he loved to use to fuck me. He once even did it in a night club while we were at a high table having drinks. While he was enjoying the fuck, other club guys took advantage of the situation to feel me up as they played with my dick and nipples. One hottie took the opportunity to suck me off. Since Rico knew I loved showing off my jock boy look, he took great strides to exhibit me to everybody, which usually resulted in sex of some kind. While on this Arizona business trip, Rico and the other trainers loved finding situations to get me erotically excited and then jerk me off so they could watch me shoot my white creamy cum all over the place. When I think back, I really had a hot time with not only Rico and his colleagues, however with the handsome owner, Scott, as well. Scott had arranged for me to take part in several modeling sessions with a crew at his health club. These two sessions took place after gym hours as he had me pose usually in skimpy thongs and tight underwear or gear for the still cameras and video. He once told me his favorite scenes were having me in really smaller sized wrestling gear. Scott fucking me on the day before I left to return to Chicago was the stuff of legends. The love making was truly magical for me and the others who were able to watch us. About a month ago Scott emailed me that a film director, who had seen the modeling videos and pictures, was interested in casting me in one or more of his films. Again, knowing how much of an exhibitionist I had become in Arizona, Scott thought I would do well and suggested to the director that I should start with some solo shots to make sure I was comfortable with the cameras. Of course, since I had already done some videos for Scott, I have become very at-ease with the camera. Also, Scott shared that this opportunity may take me to a new level with many more eyes on my very muscular and well-toned jock boy body. Scott went on to say if I was interested, the filming would take place in Miami. I replied to Scott's email that I if he was able to twist my arm, I may be interested. We then set up a video conference meeting to take place late in the work day in my office since I knew that many of my colleagues would be gone and would not disturb my meeting. Also, the computer in my office had a much better camera than the one at my home. I really was happy to see this handsome stud, Scott, again, even if it was via the computer screen. A part of Scott's twisting offer to me was his suggestion of being my agent and assistant on the sets. He said he would give Rico the time off to be together with me while the filming took place as Rico, he explained, had a way of getting me to be more comfortable with my body in front of the cameras. Being still unsure about this new "troubling" experience, Rico, much to my surprise appeared on the screen. Scott had arranged for Rico to be at the meeting, as well. Rico mentioned the money angle which helped me become a little bit more excited about being in my first "real" flick. The salary offer was indeed very attracted for a young guy like me who was trying to move up financially in this world. Another shocker then took place as a third voice and face came into view on the screen. A hot black man introduced himself as Kevin and said he would be the director of the film. He added that he would pick up the airfare and hotel expenses as well as some cash for incidental expenses for me. "Hmmm," I thought, "this is sounding real nice." Kevin then asked me for a favor. He asked if I would be so kind by giving him a chance to see me put on an erotic show during our conference? He expressed that he then would get the opportunity to see me and "my great body" in action and to see what strengths I had for them to begin with when they started to film. I laughed at the suggestion and said that I was not in a comfortable location to put on a show for anyone. However, with Rico and Scott's encouragement I became weak again and wondered "why not"? Hearing Rico's sexy voice and Scott's supporting thoughts, I began by taking my tie and shirt off. I tried to be as seductive in the removal of my clothing articles. I then rubbed my two hands over my chest, having one hand at times comb through my hair. This also allowed my arm pit to be exposed to the camera. Kevin said that this play was really hot to watch. Kevin's now husky voice asked if I would be so kind to remove my pants. I stood and first kicked off my shoes and peeled off my socks. When the pants fell, I heard some clapping sounds from the computer's speakers. Rico shouted that he loved that I was wearing his worn navy jock. "Mmmmm, you sure are beautiful, Brad," Scott was heard saying to everyone. My boner was stretching the jock's fabric to the max. I knew it had to be released. However, a knock at the office door interrupted the sexy charged moment to only bring me back to reality and to remember where I was at the moment. I quickly looked up only to see Kellen, our sexy Italian-looking, young intern walk into the room. Not believing what he was seeing before his eyes with one of his supervisors, Kellen became frozen in his steps. Kellen has had my lusting attention ever since he came aboard two weeks ago. He was a rock-solid hunk who appeared to constantly work on his body. Kellen was a graduate student in Evanston and needed to receive some experience as a proof reader for important business documents that our company produced and sent out. Like many youthful college students, I think Kellen was a bit naive of the way his professional dress provided a wonderful karma for many of us, including me, to observe each day. Kellen loved to wear tight fitting slacks that outlined the short underwear briefs that he wore underneath. "Brad, I just brought you some papers to be signed," Kellen choked out of his mouth. "I was hoping to leave them on your desk for you to see first thing in the morning. I am sorry to bother you." Realizing that I was caught in an awkward position, I stumbled to ask Kellen to come in and close the door. "Oh my, what was I to do?" I thought. I then had Kellen bring the papers over to my side of the desk to be signed. I could see Kellen stare at my well-built chest as he came over to me as his eyes combed over my near-naked body. As he handed the papers to me Kellen's hands were trembling. I looked into his eyes and then saw that he was now clued to my heavily outlined cock in my worn jock. Fast realizing that Kellen may be enjoying the moment, I took my time in signing the three documents as I could tell out of the corner of my eye that Kellen was growing a prominent boner in his own suit pants. "Oh yes, Kellen was appreciating the view of my thick hard triathlete 7" cock that was on displayed for him through my jock's torn openings." Handing back the paperwork, I asked Kellen if there was anything else for me to sign. Nervously he replied, "No, Brad," as he took back the paper work. I kindly said, "Thanks Buddy. Could you please not tell anyone what I was doing in here?" Once again, I remembered Kellen saying, "Brad, No problem. No problem." After Kellen's departure, I heard Kevin laughing hard from the other end. Scott said that I was quick thinking on my feet. But, it was Rico who told me to shake it off and to get back to the playing with myself. After several minutes of stroking my horny cock, I was able to release a nice hot load for the boys in Arizona. I was exhausted for not only my performance, but was tired of the stressful situation of getting caught by Kellen. After arranging some time off with my boss, I was flown to Miami on a private jet. Through Scott, Kevin had made the arrangements for this trip. Upon boarding the jet, I noticed that I was the only passenger on board with two pilots and two stewards. The plane was pretty large for a business jet and even included a small gym area, treadmill and locker room area. The two very masculine stewards were both in their mid-30's, and, from what I could see in their uniforms, they both had fairly nice builds. Chip, the cuter one, was blonde and blue eyed, about 6'. The other, Caleb, was about 6'-2" also very good looking with a bulkier body. The journey to Miami, however, began to be erotic before we even took-off from the airport. The two stewards wasted no time to get me to feel comfortable on their jet. Caleb appeared to caress my muscles as he adjusted my seat belt. Meanwhile, Chip after accidentally spilling some water over me, needed to try to soak out the water from my clothes by tapping his towel over my lap. To intensify the situation, a film starts; but it is not an animated or comedy movie^×it's a porn one with some of my favorite hunks. Wow, this jet's staff knows exactly how they can put their plane's guest at ease. And I was at ease for the take-off of this jet! After we leveled off and the Captain gave us the signal to move about, Chip asked me if I would want to use the treadmill. He explained that Scott made specific detailed suggestions for the stewards that would help make my flight to Miami very comfortable. Chip said that at the top of the list was providing me with a chance to work out. Since I hadn't gotten my normal work out that morning with getting up and running to the airport, I was excited for this opportunity. The duo said the use of the gym was no problem, and I proceeded to the locker room area with a cock that needed to be deflated after viewing a bit of the porno flick. Caleb then added that Scott had arranged for some athletic gear to be available for me to wear while in flight as I might not have packed appropriate clothing for a workout. I was led to the jet's locker room, although small, was quite impressive with beautiful floor marble tile and oak wood trim throughout. Lying on the bench was the packaged gear that Caleb had referred to a few moments earlier. I laughed as I unwrapped the gear's plastic as Scott had chosen a pair of white lyric shorts that were much smaller than what I normally wore. In fact, the shorts did not quite cover all of my cock's pubic hair area, leaving several hair pieces exposed for my workout. To top all that matters, the shorts did not cover much of my thighs either, as they had a three-inch inseam. I whispered to myself, "It is what it is." The two stewards watched me as I changed into the athletic gear appearing to act as if they were not interested in my new attire. However, from what I could see in the wall mirror, they both seemed to get a little bulge in their tight airline's uniform pants. I then noticed that we were not alone as one of the pilots came into the room. Startled, Caleb introduced the pilot to me as Cy. The pilot was trimmed in all of the handsome clothing that pilots wear on a flight. The navy suit made the pilot's gray hair look very stately. Cy explained that he wanted to meet the guest and to ensure that they all would help make the journey an enjoyable trip for me. I couldn't help but noticed how Cy kept looking over my near-naked body. He then gave me a warm wink and went over to use the sink. As he walked by me I heard him whisper to me how hot I looked in the white shorts. Upon finishing his hand washing, he asked if he could show me the cock pit and meet his fellow pilot. I followed Cy like a puppy to the front of the plane. In the cock pit I was introduced to Matt, a younger guy compared to Cy. As with Scott's involvement in other situations, my dress was very skimpy and had Matt and Cy's attention, which brought me and my never ending horny cock to an aroused state again. Standing behind me, Cy wasted no time and wrapped his arm around my strong muscular back to rub my chest. He then lowered his hand to feel up my cock through the shorts. "Fuck, you are so damn built with your six-pack," said Matt as his voice trailed off as he reached down to also share in the cupping of my package. I was enjoying having Cy and Matt assistance in this moment that appeared to be leading to more then a quick tour. Matt took his two hands to help lower my gear in that I could step out of them. I was now totally nude. Cy then let his finger move slowly, seductively down my think harden cock before he began to stroke my erection. Matt took his hands to just lightly touch my body, first on the chest and then down my muscular legs. As if on key and to make the erotic event even hotter, both Cy and Matt took out their cocks and began to jerk themselves off while working over my burning jock boy body. Cy had a beautiful 8.5" very fat cock and Matt had a cuter 6.5" cock with huge balls. Both of the pilots were very sexy to look at in their current state, dripping abundant amounts of pre-cum while working on my extreme thick 7" boner. The two guy's foreplay on my body helped bring me to a quick release, spitting my cum all over the cockpit's carpeted floor. Mmmmm. Exhausted, I was excused from the two men's care and walked back to the gym area. Cy patted my ass as I left the room. Matt laughed and said that I needed to come back in again before we landed in Miami. I started my work out on the treadmill and then switched to one of the weight machines. Caleb asked if he could spot for me, and I said yes. Standing behind me while I laid on my back I had a perfect view of his crotch which, again, seemed bigger than before. After my work out, Caleb asked if I needed a massage to relax my triathlete muscles. I then laid on the massage table and he proceeded to work some oil into my shoulders and back muscles. He was very good. Moving lower he started to massage my bubble butt as well, running his fingers down my crack and across my tight hole. Looking over my shoulder I could see Chip rubbing what looked like a pretty nice cock in his uniform pants while he watched Caleb's erotic massage. I looked into his eyes, and he walked over to the table and stood in front of me. Reaching up I began to rub his crotch with my hands feeling his substantial cock through his pants. I unzipped him and pulled out a beautiful wet uncut cock that began to drip pre-cum all over the floor. Together, Chip and I began to stroke his beautiful cock as he rubbed it all over my face and across my kissable lips before slowly sliding the cock into my anxiously waiting mouth. Chip then said in a barely audible voice, "Suck my cock you muscular, gorgeous jock boy! Yeah, deep throat my horny cock. This is one fine sex scene you have us all in." Upon seeing all of this action taking place, Caleb leaned down and started to eat my ass, slowly pushing his tongue into my tight pucker and getting it nice and wet with saliva. Needless to say, my 7" cock was hard as a rock as I now was leaking pre-cum all over the table. Caleb started to turn me over onto my back and pulled my body down to the end of the table forcing Chip to have to walk around to the table side and again stick his nice cock into my mouth. To help make my ass more obtainable for Caleb, he pulled my legs up onto his shoulders, unzipped his pants and dropped them to the floor. He then placed his very large 9" uncut "soda can thickness" cock against my dripping pucker and forcibly pushed that monster into my tight hole. I would have screamed if I did not have Chip's cock in my throat. Caleb waited a few seconds for me to get used to his size and then started to fuck my hole like there was no tomorrow, all the while moaning and groaning. I could tell he was not going to last too long. "Oh my, what a hot fucking tight hole you have, Brad. I could fuck this beautiful bubble butt all day." Caleb shouted. Chip leaned over and started to suck my cock while he fucked his big dick down my throat. With Caleb's "prostate massage" driving me over the edge; I shot a huge load into Chip's mouth. My muscle contractions then sent Caleb over the edge as well, and he screamed and began to shoot what seemed like a gallon of cum into my tight bubble ass before pulling his cock out and spraying his large load over my back and on my ass globes. Chip also could not hold out any longer either and his cum overflowed from between my lips as he shot. I was loving the moment as the two sexy studs shot their torrent hot man-juice all over my face and body. After we all caught our breath, we went into the locker room and washed up. I kissed them both and returned to my seat feeling well satisfied, and I am sure they were, too. Meanwhile, unbeknown to me that the pilots Cy and Matt were watching the entire erotic show on the video screen that was in the cockpit, the two just smiled about the sex play on their plane. Shortly later we landed in Miami and a limo picked me up and drove me to a beautiful hotel in South Beach. My suite was on a high floor with a balcony and a gorgeous view of Miami and the ocean. I could just imagine what my jock boy body was in for during another fun escapade that Scott and Rico were going to have me be a part of here in South Florida. However, I soon came to realize that all of the action wasn't going to take place with them, as the cute bell hop in a tight hotel uniform, spent the elevator ride cruising me and eyeing up my triathlete boy body and cock bulge. I was happy that I was being flirted with by this young hung as he delivered my bags to my room. Mmmmmm, a Jock in Miami. I was one naughty boy!