Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2003 23:48:29 -0700 (PDT)
From: Danny Ray <dray1101@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Locker Room Kid 4

The Locker Room Kid
By
dray1101

This is a story based mostly on my past, with a few alterations made for
dramatic effect.  It involves sex between adolescent boys, boys with boys,
teens and men.  If such literature offends you, or is illegal where you
live, please proceed no further.  If you choose to read further, I hope it
gives you some pleasure. I want to thank everyone who has emailed me with
their comments.  It is fun hearing from those of you that I was able to get
off with this story, please continue to share your feed back with me.

A special thanks to Pete.  (I lost your email man, drop me a line.)

Chapter 4
New Adventures

The alarm went off at 8:30.  It was a rude interruption to my peaceful
sleep. I had been dreaming about a warm, soft, wetness surrounding me,
enveloping me. I felt so much pleasure.  I lay there, momentarily
forgetting the past evening's festivities, just enjoying my dream when I
realized I was awake and my cock was hard and inside Johnny's mouth.

I moaned and put my hands on Johnny's head as it bobbed up and down slowly
on my fat 6-inch tool.  His eyes peered up at me and winked as he pulled my
cock out of his mouth and started to lick every inch.  He pulled the head
away from his mouth with a couple of fingers and put my shaft between his
lips and licked my stiffening dick from top to bottom.  He spoke to me has
he continued to service my rod.

"Damn, Sport, you have a great tasting cock.  I can't get enough of you. I
can still feel you inside of me."

"Oh, Johnny, that feels so nice.  Lick my cock!"

I rubbed his head and massaged his shoulders as he continued to examine
every inch of my boyhood with his lips and tongue.  He kept at me for a
couple of minutes and then rearranged himself so his cock was in my face
and we were lying side by side. His foreskin was still covering the head of
his 8-inch erection. I still hadn't explored this part of his anatomy as
much as I wanted, and I was ready to make up for lost time.  I pulled the
skin away from his head, using both of my hands and stuck my tongue inside
his warmth.  I ran my tongue around his head and then underneath the ridge
of his cock, swirling in circles as he started to leak jizz from his
piss-slit.  I placed my mouth over that hole a slurped up his streaming
juices as Johnny began to lick at my nut sac.  He nibbled at the loose skin
and kissed my balls, one at a time before licking and sucking them as he
stroked my hard meat.

"Yeah, sport, lick my head!  Pull on that skin! Shit, that feels good
buddy!"

"Mmm," I replied and then pulled the skin back and sucked his dick into my
mouth. I licked it as it entered and let it lie on my tongue as I reached
behind him and started to finger his hole.  I sucked him in and ran my
index finger all around his ass, pressing slightly on the tight entrance to
his butt.  Johnny started to suck my cock as well and I knew that I
wouldn't last very long.  He was sucking my entire length in his throat.
All the way in and then all the way out, pausing only to lick my head
before repeating the process.  We kept up that pace, both of us moaning
around each other's rods.  I sucked him as hard as I could and fingered his
ass just as fast.  Johnny continued to swallow my length and play with my
balls for another five minutes before I lost control and slammed my hips
into his face.  Johnny started to fuck my face and we each thrust into each
other five or six times before erupting cum down each others throats at the
same time, moaning all through out.

"Fuck, sport, that was great!  I bet I came faster than I have ever before
while receiving a blow job." Johnny said as he turned back in the same
direction as me.  I rolled on top of him and he grabbed the mounds of my
ass as we kissed.

"Johnny, I didn't think I could ever feel that much pleasure.  What a way
to wake up!  I knew when you started to fuck my mouth that I wasn't going
to be able to hold back from cumming.  I love sucking your cock!"

We kissed again before Johnny said, "Sport, we better get cleaned
up. Practice is at ten and I am supposed to be there by nine-thirty to set
up."  It was almost nine now, so we jumped into the shower and washed the
sex from our bodies.  I got an erection watching Johnny finger soap into
his crack, and even talked him into to allowing me the pleasure of
assisting him, but only for a few seconds.

"Sport, I can't lose control, now!  Damn, I think I have created a monster,
or at least a sex fiend."  He said as he pulled my finger out of his ass.
We laughed and rinsed our bodies, got out of the shower and dried off.  I
was brushing my teeth as Johnny emerged from his room wearing a jockstrap
and nothing else.  God he was hot!  He told me to meet him downstairs and
we'd grab some cereal before leaving.

I went into his room to get dressed.  I put on a pair of boxers, cutoffs
and a T-shirt and took my shoes and socks downstairs.  Johnny had covered
himself with a pair of sweats and a T-shirt, and had already put his
Converse tennis shoes on and was seated at the table.  We ate quickly and
as we were leaving, Johnny said:

"Sport, if we can talk your Dad into it, I'd like you to come back with me
after practice and stay the night again.  Maybe I can arrange a little
party."

"That'd be great Johnny!  Can we invite Pat?"  I asked in reply.

"He's very shy about sex, Sporto, but we'll see."

We got to the gym on time.  After unlocking the doors to the gym and
turning on the lights, we walked into that hall of the main building and
made our way to the locker room door.  As Johnny put the key into the lock
I put my hand down the front of his sweats and cupped his cock and balls
through his jock.  Standing behind him, I stretched up so my mouth was at
his ear.  I put my lips on his earlobe and nibbled as I squeezed his
package.  I whispered sexily:

"I can't wait to eat your ass!"  I told him and squeezed one last time
before leaving the inside of his sweats.

"Mmm," Johnny moaned and opened the door to the locker room.  We retrieved
the jocks and towels from the drier and had re-entered the locker room when
I saw the first player seated on the bench in front of his locker.  Bobby,
the 6'-4" hairy blonde forward Johnny had mentioned last night.  He was
removing his jeans as Johnny quietly asked me to sneak away so they could
talk.

Let me tell you about Bobby.  He was a huge, blonde-haired, blue-eyed
Adonis.  He had small blonde hairs all over his muscular arms and legs.
Lots of them covered the top of his chest and pecs before thinning into a
treasure trail that lead to his crotch where it thickened out again
covering his entire pubic region.  His cock, though always soft in my
presence, was long and thick, probably 5-inches, and he had enormous low
hanging balls, which appeared to be covered in small blonde hairs. He had
great muscle definition, especially his biceps and pecs.  He had a flat
stomach and the nicest legs on the team.  His calves were veiny and
bulbous; they almost looked like they had too much definition, if that's
possible. His ass, which was also covered in fine blonde down was round and
bubble-shaped.  I bet you could sit a can of beer on it.

After three or four minutes, the team started to arrive, twenty-five guys
in all, and Johnny came to me in the office.

"Bobby wants to come over tonight after his date with Cindy.  I told him
I'd let him know before practice is over.  If you can't be there, Sport
I'll tell him no.  If you don't want me to have sex with other guys,
without you, I won't.  He said that Cindy wouldn't do anything other than
let him finger her and suck her tits, and she had never even touched his
dick, so he'd be real horny."

I thought about this for a second and said: "Even if I can't come over,
Johnny, you can still tell me all about it.  I don't care if you fool
around with other guys, why should I?"

He smiled.  "Hmm," he began, "I guess I thought maybe you wanted to be
boyfriends."

The thought hadn't crossed my mind.  It was still only 1974, and there was
no such thing as a role model for me.  I didn't know the word gay, yet, at
least in the real sense of today's standards, such as they are.  I told
Johnny that I didn't think it was possible for two guys to be "boyfriends"
as he put it.

"I really like you, Johnny, other than just sex, but I think it would be
hot for you to get it on with Bobby.  If that means we can't be boyfriends,
then let's just not be, but I don't want to stop having sex with you."  I
was confused, though I have to say that my relationship philosophy is based
on those early 12-year old feelings I had with Johnny. As long as there is
honesty between two guys, and openness, who cares about monogamy?  I don't
think it's realistic for people to think one lover can satisfy their sexual
needs and desires for life. Just don't lie.

Johnny smiled at me again.  He put his hand on my shoulder and said:

"Sport, we really need to discuss this, but not now.  I just want to make
sure we understand each other.  I don't want to stop being with you
sexually either.  If you say no, then I'll tell Bobby no, but if it's okay
with you I am going to invite him over."

"Sure, Johnny, no problem!  I just want all the details, hopefully while I
am sucking your dick!"  I said, and smiled devilishly.

After Dad and the other coaches arrived, practice began. After about
45-minutes of warm-ups, which included a few shooting and passing drills,
we always scrimmaged.  I got most of my experience playing basketball in
this manner.  I didn't play little league because my father didn't believe
in competition for kids that early.  I was planning on trying out for the
Junior High team next year so I always participated with the team in
practice.  We had divided up into two teams.  The Varsity players were
equally split with the JV players and I made the sides even.  We were into
the first hour when Pat, the redheaded player I had asked Johnny about last
night, got injured.

I was driving the outside lane, going for a lay-up when I saw an opening
under the basket.  I pivoted around the defender and leapt towards the
basket.  The guys hated it when I scored, being 4-6 years younger and a few
inches shorter, but I always managed to score in every practice.  Pat was
planted right in front of me and when I came down I elbowed his jaw and
kneed his chest and fell on his ankle.  We landed in a heap on the floor.
I got up and Pat groaned and rolled over grabbing his ankle.  There was
lots of commotion before Dad cleared everyone but Johnny and I away.
Johnny removed Pat's shoe and sock, and Dad cut the tape from his ankle.
Most of the team had their ankles wrapped and taped before practices and
games.  Dad straightened his ankle and rotated it side to side, then
forward and back, then in a circular motion.  He told us that it was not
sprained, just wrenched and to escort Pat to the whirlpool.

Dad blew the whistle and told the guys to take ten and then helped us take
Pat to the laundry room.  The massage table and whirlpool were in a small
room at the other end of the laundry room.  We hoisted Pat up on the
massage table and Dad examined his foot further.  I didn't realize then,
but I had a foot fetish.  Pat's feet were great, long and narrow, with a
great arch.  His toes were long too, and had a light covering of strawberry
blonde hair on them. He wore a size 14 shoe.  Dad told Pat that he'd be
sore for about a week or so and to take it easy.  The first game of the
season was Friday and Pat was assured he'd be okay to start.  Dad looked at
me with a small amount of pride and said:

"Way to hustle, son," left us and went back to practice.

Johnny made his way to the table and removed Pats other shoe and sock.  He
cut the wrap and tape off.  Pat removed his practice jersey and handed it
to me as he lifted one hip then the other, carefully removing his shorts.
Then Pat pulled his legs to the side of the table facing me and used my
shoulder for support as he removed his jock. I must have done some
wonderful things in my life to have such great karma.  There I was with my
face pressed against Pat's armpit as he sat slightly above me completely
naked.  I strained as my cock grew to full erection in my shorts.  Pat
smelled slightly sweaty, no, musky better described it and I had the best
view of his cock and balls that were lying on the vinyl covered table.  His
cock must have been about six inches as it lay over his balls and on the
table.  My eyes watered and my mouth got dry. His red pubic hair was damp
and full, covering most of the skin below his waist and also his legs.  He
also had a thick covering at the base of his cock, and his balls were
red-fur covered.

Pat eased off the table and Johnny and I assisted him to the whirlpool.  He
stood up on a stool and heaved his nude muscular form on the bench that was
slightly submerged in the steel tub.  Johnny turned the water on and Pat
adjusted the temperature.  The point of the whirlpool was to get the water
as hot as you could stand it.  Johnny looked at me and I could tell he knew
I was tortured.

"Sport, I need to get back to practice.  You stay here and help Pat out
after he's sat for twenty minutes."  Then Johnny gave me this half-smile
sort of look at left.  So for twenty minutes we sat there, talking.  Pat
seemed more respectful of me because of the incident, and complimented me
for the first time.

"Danny, you are a good ball player.  I can't believe you plowed into me
like that.  I'm gonna get you back, of course."  We laughed and I couldn't
help staring into the water at his cock.  Because of the heat it appeared
to grow in thickness.  I pressed my erection against the warm steel and
enjoyed the vibrations of the swirling motor.  After twenty minutes the
whirlpool stopped, Johnny must have set the timer, and Pat started to get
out.  I grabbed a towel and just as he eased his injured foot onto the
floor he slipped and fell into me.  I grabbed him and stopped his fall by
putting my right arm against his shoulder, my left hand, however,
accidentally went between his legs.  I couldn't stop myself before I copped
a feel of his package. We recovered and I helped him back to the massage
table and handed him the towel.  He dried off and turned to face me.

"Help me up, Dan," he said and I walked to him so he could use my shoulder
to help lift himself onto the table. I went to the shelving unit, next to
the washer and drier, to get him a clean jock and when I got back to him I
saw that he had leaned back on the table onto his elbows, his knees bent at
the edge, and was looking at me over his growing erection.  We said nothing
to each other as I walked over to him, dropped the jock on the floor and
placed my hands on his thighs.  He reached over and put a hand on my head
and pressed my face to his crotch.  I grabbed his balls in one hand and
squeezed as I lifted his dick with my other hand.

"I'm going to love this, Pat!  I want you to fuck my mouth!"

I licked the head of his cock as I squeezed his balls.  A moan escaped from
Pat as I took the head into my mouth. He pushed his hips up and I swallowed
him to his pubes.  He held my head there for a second or two and groaned.

"Ugh, Danny, Oh yes, suck it!"

I pulled off of his cock and he immediately pushed it back into my mouth.
His cock was big! Bigger than Johnny's and still growing.  On the third
trip down I realized I wasn't going to be able to swallow it all.  It must
have been 9-inches long!  I sucked him for a few more minutes and then
released his member so I could eat his balls. They weren't large but they
weren't small either, so I could suck them both in my mouth.  I loved the
fact that they were hairy.  He had a very loose sac and it stretched out
about four inches as I sucked his nuts.  I alternated between licking his
balls and cock.  Each time I got to his head I would swallow almost all of
it, then released it licking my way back down his shaft and to his balls,
sucking them back into my mouth.  I continued this oral treatment for about
ten minutes before Pat finally said something.

"Man, I am getting close, can I cum in your mouth?"

"Fuck, yea," I exclaimed and took his pole between my lips again.  I licked
the head a few times before he rammed his hips upward and pressed his hands
on my head downward.  He fucked my mouth for another minute.

"Yea, guy, suck it all! Oh Yea, man I am gonna shoot!"

He thrust into my mouth a few more times and as I grabbed his balls he
blasted the sweetest load down my throat.

"Ahh, AH, AHHHHH!" He hollered as he continued to rape my mouth.  He shot 7
globs of cream into me and I swallowed each one as they were deposited into
my throat.  He kept thrusting me, hard, after he came for another minute.

"Fuck!" He said.  I kept his cock in his mouth and pulled mine free from
its confinement.  I started stroking it furiously as I sucked his softening
cock.  Pat raised up so he could watch.

"Yea, man jack it!" He said and I stood up, leaned back and jacked off,
staring at Pat's face, naked body, and cock.  I shot my wad almost
immediately, most of it landing on Pat's balls.

For a few minutes I just stood there, breathing hard with my cock and balls
hanging out.  Pat became very quiet. I looked over at him and he turned
away.  He started to get up and I placed my hands on his thighs and asked:

"What's the matter, Pat?"

Pat hesitated before speaking.  "Damnit, I can't believe I just did that!"
He seemed near tears.  "I could get in a lot of trouble.  I can't believe I
just had sex with you, being 12, and the coaches son and all.  I'm 18, I
shouldn't have let this happen. Please, don't tell anyone, Danny.  I
promise I won't mention a word about this to anyone." He wiped a tear from
his cheek.

"Pat, calm down, please.  You didn't force me," I said. "I wanted to suck
your cock, have wanted to for a while."

Pat relaxed a bit before speaking again. "I have only messed around with
one other guy. I like sex with guys better than with girls. I am afraid the
guys on the team will find out I'm queer."

"Not from me they won't. Pat, I like sex with guys, too. Don't think about
it so much.  If we can have fun together, without getting caught, then why
worry about it? I sucked your dick because I wanted to, and I am glad I
did, Pat.  I hope you'll let me do it again! I may only be twelve, but I am
old enough to know what I like."

"Hey, man, are you sure it's okay with you?" To show him, I leaned over and
sucked my cum from his balls.  Pat laughed and said:

"Alright, it's okay!" Pat laughed and patted my head.

Johnny entered the room, slapped my ass, and told us to hurry up, practice
was ending early. I pulled up from Pat's balls and turned and kissed
Johnny, sharing some of my load with him. Pat watched from the table, and
said:

"Hey, guys, that's kinda hot.  I've never kissed a guy before."  I left
Johnny's mouth a leaned toward Pat who sat up and grabbed the back of my
head.  Tenderly I kissed him closed mouth at first, then I ran my tongue
over his lips. Johnny walked up behind me, reached around and grabbed my
cock. As Pat's tongue entered my mouth I reached behind and put my hand
down Johnny's sweatpants and started to rub his growing bulge. Johnny
leaned forward and joined his mouth to Pat's and mine. My free hand went to
Pat's cock as it hardened. All three of our tongues were swirling and
jabbing, licking and thrusting in each other's mouths.  I got hard again
and was about to suck Pat's cock when we heard a noise coming from down the
hall. Quickly, we straightened up. I adjusted my shorts and handed Pat his
clean jock. Johnny pulled my hand out of his sweats and adjusted his bulge
beneath his jock.

"Oh, before I forget, Coach got a call from your Mom and he needs to go
home.  Your Aunt had her baby and they want to know if you want to stay at
my house again tonight!"

Hell yea, I thought. "Sure, Johnny!" I said.

"Hey, Pat, why don't you come over and stay too?  I can get a twelve-pack
and maybe we can party a little." Johnny said.

Pat, embarrassed by the situation, hesitated before agreeing to join us.
He got down from the table and I helped him into his jockstrap.  As we made
our way to the locker room he whispered in my ear:

"Can I fuck your ass, tonight, Dan?"

__________

Chapter 5 will be posted soon.  Check out Two Straight Jocks in the High
School Section.

Let me know if you enjoyed it.  dray1101@yahoo.com