Date: Sat, 30 Sep 2006 21:36:22 -0700
From: drewscoach@cox.net
Subject: CJ in San Diego Part 7

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CJ in San Diego, Part 7

"Uhh, well...uhm...", I hemmed and hawed, unsure how to answer that
question. Justin jumped up and pulled me to my feet. "Come on, we'll talk
about this in my room, where we have a little more privacy." He wrapped his
arm around my shoulders, squeezed me into his chest and we walked on toward
Chappy Hall, his sweaty body pressed up against mine. Needless to say, my
dick stayed hard as a rock! Fortunately I don't think anyone noticed it as
we made our way up to Justin's room. Once there, Justin closed the door
behind me, sat on his bed and motioned for me to sit next to him. I meekly
did so, not sure what was going to happen next. He wrapped his arm around
me again, then flicked the tip of my throbbing dick with his other hand,
and said: "So I guess you're gay?"  I nodded.  "And I guess you're
attracted to me?" His radiant blue eyes stared directly into mine.  I
nodded again. "I... I'm sorry, but I just can`t control who I`m attracted
to... I hope we can still be friends. Is that OK?"  "Sure, Eric! I mean,
did you really think I would hate you for it or something?"  "Well, yeah, I
was kinda worried about that. There are still a lot of narrow-minded people
around that just can't deal with being around gay guys. Are you sure you're
cool with it?"  Justin laughed. "Well, I've had plenty of time to get used
to it. One of my cousins is gay. I should introduce you guys sometime, I'm
sure he'll come over here to visit me sooner or later." Then he grinned at
me. "I always used to tell him that I had no problem with gays, as long as
they didn't hit on me. But now that I know you're attracted to me... I
dunno... It's actually kinda fun being admired like that! So what do I have
that you're attracted to? Is it my big arms?" He flexed his arm right in
front of my face, for emphasis. "Because these guns are made to hit
homeruns, baby!" He laughed.  I laughed along with him. "Well,
actually...has anyone ever told you, you look like Paul Walker? You know,
with the blond, wavy hair, the blue eyes, the smile, except with a baseball
body! You`re HOT!"  "I'm hot, huh?" Then, in an Anna Nicole Smith drawl, he
said: "Do you like mah body?"  He got off the bed and stood in front of me,
and started to flex. "So this kinda thing turns you on, eh? A hot baseball
body on display, just for you!" He laughed again, when he saw my dick jump
in my shorts. "Yeah, I guess it does! Ha ha, that's actually kinda cool
that I can do that to a guy." With that, he grabbed me and hugged me,
squeezing my face into his chest. "We're alright, buddy. Just make sure to
tell that Paul Walker-thing to plenty of hot girls! Because unless you grow
some tits overnight, that's as far as it's gonna go."  Well, to be honest,
that was fine by me! "Thanks, Justin, for being so cool about this. I was
really afraid you wouldn't want to be friends with me anymore."  I did ask
him to keep it to himself, telling him what happened to me in high school
when I accidentally outed myself. Justin agreed not to tell anyone, and we
went out for a bite, followed by a visit to the pool table.

After having played some pool downstairs with Justin (I beat him
again. Yes!) I headed back to my room while Justin stayed to play with some
of his friends. In our room, I was astonished to find CJ actually sitting
at his desk, studying. I said hi, but got just a grunt by way of response,
so I sat down at my desk and started reading through the stuff we had gone
through in class that day. About 20 minutes later (I was deeply involved in
math) I heard a loud curse and saw CJ's shirt flying across the room. Then
his chair was kicked back, he dropped to the floor, and started doing
pushups between our desks. Well, that was the end of my ability to
concentrate on schoolwork! I tried my best to think about math, but my eyes
kept wandering over to the built, half naked gymnast right next to
me. Damn, he was a sight! With the low body fat ratio that he had, I could
clearly make out the muscles in his back and arms as they kept pistoning
his body up and down. I tried to look at the math book, but out of the
corner of my eye I kept track of the number of pushups CJ was doing. Damn,
he was turning me on! Because it was warm, he soon started to sweat, which
made things even worse for me. Now not only could I smell him (I don't like
the stink of stale sweat, but the smell of fresh sweat gets me hard in no
time!), but he also got a slight sheen all over his body, highlighting the
muscle groups. I was especially mesmerized by his arms. Every time he
blasted his body upwards, his triceps popped up as giant horseshoes. Then
when he lowered his body, they would become more rounded. Then he
straightened his arms again, and the horseshoes were back! And the tattoo
on his right arm (the one that was practically touching my legs) made the
muscle movements even more prominent! I could see the tattoo showed some
sort of underwater scene, complete with a scuba diver. Every time he flexed
his arm, the entire coral reef rippled as if a giant wave went through! I
tried staring at my math book, while wishing my rock hard dick would go
down, when right at pushup number 100 (not that I was keeping score or
anything) CJ got up off the floor, picked up his chair and sat back down to
study again, barely even breathing hard. In fact, I would have bet that I
was breathing more heavily than he was, just for a different reason! DAMN I
was horny!  But, being determined not to get caught by CJ, I focused on the
book in front of me. This wasn't made any easier when CJ started to stretch
his arms out while reading his book, or by CJ supporting his head with his
hand, resting his elbow on the desk and causing his bicep to ball up, but I
did my best. That is, until about 20 minutes later, when CJ again got up,
dropped to the floor, and started powering out even more pushups. FUCK!! It
was a good thing that CJ couldn't look at me while he was doing his
exercise, because I gave up on even pretending to study and just stared at
the muscles on CJ's back writhing under the skin as he pumped his body up
and down. Holy shit, what I wouldn't give to drop to my knees right now and
start licking the sweat off his back and arms! Just the thought of
muscle-worshipping the gymnast's macho body almost caused me to cum!  After
a second set of 100 pushups, CJ got up again. I could see a drop of sweat
slowly rolling from his armpit down the side of his pumped-up body until it
reached his sweatpants. God, I wanted to lean over and lick it up! But CJ
sat down and went back to studying, but that didn't last very long. "Fuck,
I don't know how you nerds can STAND to read books for so long!" With that,
he got up, grabbed his toothbrush and toothpaste and, still shirtless,
headed for the bathrooms down the hall. Still horny and not wanting to miss
out on the visual of the half-naked gymnast, I slammed my book closed,
grabbed my own toiletries, and followed his broad shoulders.

In the bathroom, I made sure to pick the sink directly next to CJ on his
left side. You see, he's left-handed, and sure enough: as he started
brushing his teeth, his left arm (which was still pumped and slightly
sweaty from his pushups), balled up nicely as he bent his arm. And of
course, the muscle play all over his back looked great too! Dammit, even a
slight movement like that showed off his muscles! And, because he is
left-handed and I am right-handed, his elbow rubbed up against mine on more
than one occasion. Fuck, I was glad that I was wearing briefs, otherwise my
jeans would have been tented out about a mile by now! Then when he bent
over the sink to rinse out his mouth...DAMN those sweats clung to his ass
nicely! They even scrunched up a bit in the crack, caught between the two
globes of muscle.  I was VERY tempted to jump into a toilet stall and blast
my load, but instead I finished up and followed CJ back to our room. After
all, it would be more fun to wait until CJ fell asleep, and then get to the
business at hand, so to speak! I was a bit surprised when CJ sat down on
the floor between our beds, and looked at them, seeming to search for
something.  "What's up, CJ, did you lose something?" That wasn't much of a
stretch, since CJ's side of the room was such a mess. But CJ answered: "I
was just looking for something to hold my feet down while I work my abs."
"Uh..", I looked around, but didn't see anything suitable "..I guess I
could hold them."  "Oh..Okay." He took his shoes and socks off and threw
them somewhere under his bed. Meanwhile I sat down on my knees and grabbed
his feet. CJ immediately lowered his upper body down, then started his
crunches. Jesus, he had nice abs! Like bricks shoved under the skin, with
deep ridges separating them. Ridges that I would have loved to lick over
and over! Patience, Eric, patience! I knew I would have to wait until he
was asleep, but until then I would just have to admire the view without
touching, or I'd be likely to encounter CJ's fists. But being this close to
him, holding his feet as he worked his body was enough to have my dick
drooling already. Crunch after crunch, CJ blasted them out. His abs must
have been burning! Sometimes he twisted his body a bit to work his obliques
(okay, at the time I didn't know what they were called, but they looked hot
anyway). Well, I lost track of time, but eventually I guess CJ decided he
had blasted his abs enough.  He mumbled a "thanks", got up, ripped off his
sweats and jock, and slid under the covers. Damn, since I was still
kneeling on the floor, his ass had practically been pushed in my face! I
got up, turned away from CJ, took off my shirt, dropped my jeans, stepped
out of my briefs (finally freeing my throbbing, leaking dick) and went to
bed too as CJ flicked off the light.

Almost immediately, I heard rustling from CJ's bed. I turned my head,
trying to see what was going on by the light coming around the blinds, and
sure enough: CJ was whacking off! He saw me looking at him and growled:
"Fuck off! Working out gets me horny!"  I groaned. In reality, it was a
groan because I was getting so incredibly turned on, but I hoped CJ would
see it as a groan of disgust. I turned my head a bit, making it seem as
though I was staring at the ceiling in anger, when in reality I was staring
at the hot sight out of the corner of my eye. Fuck, after walking around
commando at class all day, then going for a run with Justin and hanging out
with him afterwards, followed by trying to do my class work while CJ was
doing pushups, the sight of him brushing his teeth shirtless, CJ doing
crunches while I held his feet and now CJ jacking off, naked in bed, just
feet away from me...oh my GOD I was about to blow a load! My precum started
filling up my navel, as I did my best to keep from cumming. Whack, whack,
whack, whack, grunt, whack, the sounds from CJ kept coming as he jacked
himself. God damn, he looked good enough to eat. Lying on his back, it was
the left arm, the one closest to me, that was doing most of the "work", the
bicep and triceps flexing faster and faster. Meanwhile, his other hand was
feeling up his body, sliding from his balls up his abs to his chest and
back down again. Finally CJ groaned and shot his cum all over his recently
worked abs. Fuck, that was a nice sight to see! Shot after shot of white
liquid raining down on his muscular body. I had to clamp my fingers around
my dick real HARD to keep from spewing my own load. Despite this, two shots
still squirted out. But I managed to keep the rest in, ready for later
pleasure.

About half an hour later, CJ had slipped into a deep sleep, and my blue
balls were about to explode. I slipped out of bed and walked up to the
sleeping beauty, who was almost completely free of his sheets. He had
thrown them off when he was jacking off, and had fallen asleep before
covering himself. Well, that made life easier for me. I slid my hand over
his arm, feeling up the muscle, up to his shoulder, down his chest and over
his abs, where I ran into the remains of his spunk. I lifted my hand to my
mouth and licked my fingers clean. Yum! Immediately I sank down to my knees
and started licking CJ's arm. I gently chewed his bicep and triceps and
slathered my tongue all over them. Meanwhile, my left hand was feeling up
CJ's left thigh, rubbing it all over. Slowly I licked and kissed my way
along to CJ's deltoid muscle. Oh FUCK I was horny! Kissing all along CJ's
stubbly neck, I worked my way down to his collarbone. Meanwhile, my hand
had wormed its way between his legs, feeling up the sleeping gymnast's
inner thighs. Sucking on CJ's pecs, my face traveled over to his abs and
started to taste the nectar he had shot all over them. I licked up more and
more of it, sloshed it around my mouth, then draped it back on his chest,
paying special attention to his nipples.  I coated them in his own
spunk. Oh FUCK I was horny! I slid over a bit and kissed CJ on the lips,
leaving a little deposit of sperm on them too. Then it was time to finally
let go: I slid my left leg onto CJ's bed, allowing my dick to rub up
against his thigh. Meanwhile my left hand was feeling up his inner thighs
and nut sac, and then I dove into his armpit. I lifted his arm up to
provide better access as I tongued up the pit, slicking it up and
down. Fuck, that did it: sperm spewed out of my dick, all over the abs and
chest of the sleeping athlete, as I pressed my crotch into him time and
time again. Oh GOD it felt good to finally shoot the load that had been
building up all day! My body shuddered as it covered CJ in more spunk than
I think I'd ever shot in one go. Finally I came back to earth, out of
breath. I pulled off of CJ's body carefully, went back to my own bed and
promptly fell asleep.