Date: Thu, 17 Jul 2003 07:23:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: bernie <berniebop69@yahoo.com>
Subject: My day at the race

	The 10k was my favorite run.  It was long enough to
build up a good sweat, but not so long I thought I
would die like the 13 miler I did a few months back.
I knew a marathon was out of the question.  I had a
race coming this weekend. I knew it would be fun, it
was a 10 k for sure.  And a twist with this race was
running nude.  Now this wasn't something I had ever
practiced for, unless you count walking around the
house when my parents weren't home a real practice.  I
heard about the race on the internet. I was cruising a
gay site, since I was curious about seeing other guys
nude.  I had never been with another guy, but I was
always checking them out at gym class ad popping a
boner when  got a chance to see a nice ass or long
cock swaying in the shower.  It was a major event to
hide my boner when this happened.
	The race was about 45 miles from my house, and I
asked a friend to drive me out there since I wouldn't
have my license for another 8 months.  He wasn't gay
or even a runner, so I knew he wouldn't hang around
for the race.  I was real nervous about being in the
race, or at least nervous about being naked during the
race.  What if I popped a boner out there?  It would
be real hard (HAHA) to hide it with no shirt to cover
up.
	Jay picked me up early and I had on a sweat shirt and
long, heavy sweat pants (with nothing underneath).
Jay asked, "I am no runner, but in't a little hot for
that sweat suit?"
	I hadn't thought about it really since I had planned
to take it off.  I said quickly, "You don't think I
was gonna wear this do you?  I have shorts on under.
That would be dumb if I didn't."  I chuckled it off
and we headed to the race.  He dropped me off about a
block away from the starting area.  I told him it was
good for me to walk before the race to loosen up.  But
I really didn't want him seeing any naked runners
warming up.  He said he would be late picking me up
since he was heading to his uncle's ranch to pick up
some tools for his dad.  I said that would be fine and
would meet him at a nearby restaurant at 4 pm.
	When I turned the corner I already saw a few runners
stretching in the sun.  White flesh shone in the
glare.  I could feel the stiffening of my cock.  I
wasn't sure I could go through with this.  I took a
few more steps and a hand grabbed my shoulder and on
the other side a face appeared staring me in the eyes.
 A big smile greeted me with a big, "how's it going
pal?"
	I was startled by the voice, the hand and the smile.
I said, "Good, are you in the race too?"
	He said, "Of course, we are late we better get
going."
	I hadn't thought to check out if he wore any clothes,
and when I did I realized I wasn't the only one
dressedand not the only one sporting a bit of wood.  I
hadn't thought to ask the guy his name, but he looked
about my age and eager to join in the nakedness of the
race.  He let go of my shoulder and picked up a jog
heading to the registration table.
	The clerk at the table wrote the runners number on
the runners chest and back.  I took off my shirt and
let his write a big 198 on my chest.  I asked, "are
there really 198 people here?"
	The clerk said, "Yeah, kinda slow this year, we had
354 last year, but with the opening of the Austin park
this weekend alot of people headed south."
	I had no idea what he was talking about. What park?
Why would that matter to a race hundreds of miles
away.  Since this was my first time at a race like
this I didn't asked any questions, I just smiled and
walked away.  I had to take off my sweat pants soon,
the runners were lining up.  People were butt to nuts
in a huge crowd.  I barely noticed that there were as
many women there as guys.  Their tits were sagging
without the help of their bras to hold them in place.
I thought about the feeling of being swished into so
many naked bodies; my cock pulsed and grew.  I wasn;t
sure what to do.  An announcement came over the
speakers, "15 minutes to race time!"
	I was getting afraid I wouldn't be able to run.  All
of a sudden the surprising hand returned to my
shoulder and the smiling face appeared inches away
from my own.  This time he said, "You know you could
take care of that and maybe it will dissappear for a
while.  Your first race like this, ehh?"
	"What do you mean?"
	"You know, go smack that thing and it won't be hard
anymore. That's what you need."
	"Where am I gonna do that?"
	"Just go up the alley a bit"
	"You think?"
	"Well you gonna run with wood or something?"
	"I guess your right." I headed for the alley and
dropped my pants to my knees and started wacking right
there.  I could hear the voices of the runners talking
about their time and how nice a day it was.  All I
could picture was the hundred cocks swinging in the
breeze.  I was hard and hot. I knew it wouldn't take
long at all.  When I came I looked up and saw that
smiling face again.  He was standing smiling.  His
cock was large and dangled to the left.  He wasn't
hard.  I didn't mind the thought of him watching me.
That is what I had hoped for coming up here anyway,
anew friend that felt the way I did.  I also noticed I
wasn;t the only one in the alley jerking their meat. A
guy was up another twenty feet or so behind the
dumpster; he was making a slapping sound that made me
notice he was there.  I didn't pay attention really.
I finished pulling of y pants as my hard on finally
came down.  I felt great, ready to run.
	I walked up to Jeff with the smiling face.  He turned
and headed to the start line.  I followed behind him,
noticing his tight muscle ass.  He kinda walked with a
twisting motion in his ass. Is looked good.  I also
noticed he had no tan line at all.  He was as tan on
his ass as his shoulders were.  Amazing.
	The announement called out for the runners to the
line, thenbang, the race started. I was surrounded by
swinging dicks and bouncing asses, some bouncing fmore
than others.  There were sexy runners, fat runners,
and some regular looking guys like me. As I caught up
to a runner I would check out his ass, and I would
wonder how large he might be.  When I would pass him,
I would turn a bit to see if he was hung or not.  It
seemed like most of the guys were quite small.  Since
I had just jerked off I guess I was quite small as
well.  Some of the guys looked at me strange when I
checked them out.  Some smiled at me with a wink.  I
thought about it for a while and came to the
conclusion that many of the guys here may not be gay
at all.  I guess not every nudist was a homo.  But I
wish they were, well, except for the real fatties.
Maybe that wasn't very fair f me, but I am 15 and new
at this gay thing.
	I noticed Jef had gotten ahead of me.  I liked to
watch his ass.  His ass had the same twisting motion
when he ran.  I caught myself staring at his asslong
enough to realize I was wondering how it would feel to
touch him, to feel his ass, and to spread those tight
cheeks of his.  My cock twitched again at the thought.
 I hoped it wouldn't go erect again.
	I found myself really picking up the pace to keep my
eyes glued to Jeff's ass. I stopped paying attention
to any of the other guys around me.  I didn't notice
how fast I was actually running.  But before I knew it
we were into the last kilometer. WOW, what a fast
race. I felt like I had been sleeping.  How long was I
glued to Jeff?  I wanted to catch him.  I wanted to
see how his cock had held up.  I pushed hard to get
beside him.  He glanced over at me and smiled, then
looked down to my half hard cock.  He smiled again and
turned forward to the finish line.  I kept with him
the last kilometer and we came across together.  We
headed for a water and a banana.  I knew I wanted to
get to know Jeff more.
	Standing together you would have thought we were
lovers.  We had our arm around each others shoulder
and drank the Evian in unison.  We smiled at eh same
time, and we laughed at the same time.  I felt lke I
had known him forever.  Maybe because he had seen me
jerk off?  I don't know.
	He asked what I was doing after the race.  I said I
had to wait until 4 pm for my ride.  He suggested we
shower at his house and watch TV until then. He said
it wouldn't be a problem because his parent went out
of town.  They hated the nudist race each year.  Jeff
had to work for his neighbors cutting grass so he
didn't go with his parents to their lakehouse.
	We pulled on our pants but not shirts and headed to
his house.  It was about a mile or so to his house and
I realized it was on of the houses we had passed on
the run.  Barely noticing the fact, but it did stand
out a bit because it was a huge tudor home with a turn
around driveway.  Jeff's parents must have been rich,
their house, their lakehouse.  I was more intrigued by
the minute.  I wondered if he had a jacuzzi in there.
We walked up to the huge doors, and Jeff pushed in a
code on a number panel by the door.  The door chimed
and opened.  That was cool.  We walked in and the cold
air hit me.  The air conditioning was set much lower
than it needed to be.  I guess having money lets you
do that.  We walked through the entry and straight
back to another set of doors.  Big patio doors with
little panes of glass different colors.  The light
coming through made a mosaic of colors on the entry
floor.  We headed right out those doors onto a wide
patio with, yes, a jacuzzi, pool and bar like you see
in the movies at a hotel.
	We walked up to the outdoor refridgerator and Jeff
grabbed two bg gatorade bottles of ice blue.  He
offered me one and sat down beside the pool and
whipped his pants back off.  His cock curled to the
left and rested on his leg as he sat back into the
recliner.  I followed his lead and did the same.  My
cock was so small now it barely stuck out enough to
see it.  But something tells me that wouldn't take
long for it to change.
	We chatted about the race.  I told him how I was
scared to go up there and run, but it was worth it,
especially since I had met him.  Jeff smiled and said
he ran the rae the first time because his parents
didn't like the nudists running right by their home.
They thought that the town should force the race
people to move the route to go though roads that
didn't ahve houses right on the street.  Jeff told me
his first race he didn't even finish it.  He popped a
boner and left the route right near his house and left
his pants at the start line.  He never did get them
back.  This was his third race.  He always has the
excuse that he has to mow lawns for the neighbors so
he stays home when his parents go to the lake.  I
wondered why his parents didn't just give him the
money and take him along to the lake.
	Jeff asked if I ever drank beer.  Of course I hadn't
and really didn't care to.  My dad always drank too
much and I didn't want to start.  He got up and
grabbed one for himself and plopped back down.  My
cock had grown some, stretching about 3 inches now as
I lay in the warm sun.  Jeff was sorting about 5
inches, still leaning left.  I wondered if he had a
curved cock like I had seen in some pictures. I was
eager to know.  Jeff basically vacuumed his beer down
and came back with another and a tall redish drink in
a glass.  His cocked had grown again while he was
gone.  It was nearly 7 I thought and almost stiff
straight up and to the left.  Yup, a definite curve in
his pole.  I started growing hard after seeing his
pole this time.  He placed the red drink by me and
said to try that.  I sipped it a bit and it was like a
Koolaid with orange juice or something.  It was good.
He said his mom drank it and thought I might like it.
I did.
	Jeff lay back closed his eyes and seemed to drift off
to sleep.  His cock remained stiff and sexy.  I looked
him over now.  His legs were slightly hairy and
blonde.  Almost white. Curly. His cock had a small
bush above it, also, blonde.  If you looked quick you
might think he didn't have any hair at all.  His chest
was nicely shaped, muscular, but not big, i guess you
could say cut.  His cock was cut too.  A big mushroom
head lay in the sun.  His tan covered everywhere. Not
like me.  My tan ended abruptly at my waist band and
started again on my thigh.  His tan even seemed to
cover his cock.  I could see why when he had weekends
to himself on this patio.  Safe behind high fences all
around.  Parents away at the lake.  Jeff has a cute
face too. Not too sexy like a guy every girl would be
chasing, but cute, smiling al the time.  Even now with
his eyes closed and almost asleep.
	Jeff jolted upright, took a long gulp of beer and lay
right back down again.  I nearly fell out of my chaise
when he jolted.  I thought he was going to launch into
the pool.
	I got up and grabbed my drink and headed for the
jacuzzi.  I go tin to the warm water and my cock
sprung to attention.  It felt wonderful.  As soon as
my feet hit the floor of the jacuzzi the jets erupted.
 I settled in with my drink and enjoyed staring back
toward Jeff.  His cock still stretching to touch his
left nipple.
	Again he darted up and drank from his beer.  He must
have finished it because he stood up with his cock
pointing straight out and headed for the refridgerator
again.  This time he came back with three beers and 2
liter bottle of the red stuff.  He had it all in a
basket with ice.  We jumped into the jacuzzi with me
on the other side and smiled at me without saying a
word. His eyes seemed to glaze over and he continued
to gulp his beers.  I poured another red delicious
drink and tasted its sweet juices.
	I had to piss,but I didn't want to ruin the moment.
I didn't want to piss in the jacuzzi either.  I
wondered if Jeff had used the bathroom when he went
inside to get the pitcher.  I got up slowly and my
hardon stood out from me its full seven inches now.  I
climbed out of the jacuzzi, but I nearly collapsed
back into it as I felt the wave of uneasiness hit my
head.  What the hell was in that drink?  It didn't
taste much like alcohol.  But wow! I was dizzy.  I
stubbled into the house and saw the dor to the john
open.  I hadn't even asked where it was.  I had to sit
down because my hardon didn't let me point it to the
urinal.  I came back and my cock was still straight
out. I sat nearer to Jeff when I got back in the
jacuzzi.  Mostly on purpose, but also because I half
stepped and half fell into the water.
	Jeff was still glazed over.  I had never seen a guy
get glazed from drinking beer.  I began to wonder if
he had taken some kind of drug.  He seemed to be happy
but distant.  He was still smiling but not talking
now.  I asked him if he was OK.  He said sure, his
voice was clear.  Just then he reached out in the
water and lay his hand on my thigh.  I cock jumped and
I was glad he seemed to be coming back from his dream.
 He massaged my thigh, then rubbed around toward my
stomach.  He turned toward me more and then edged
between my legs.  He was staring into my eyes about 6
inches from me.  His lips plckered and I met him.  His
tongue danced with mine.  As he came nearer his cock
bumped mine then jabbed my stomach.  My cock poked his
balls.  We kissed and touched.  My hands explored his
smooth back and his hands reached for my ass.  I
searched with my hands lower toward his tight ass.
His cock was pressed to my chest now. My pole was
rubbing into his crack underneath his sack.  I fet
like I could cum any moment.  Jeff arms semed to lift
me up out of the water. I stood on the seat and my
cock came out of the water. Jeff stayed low and met
his mouth to my cock-head.  His lips wrapped around me
and he dove into me.  He buried his face into my pubic
hairs and began pumping away with his entire body.  I
couldn't hold out any longer.  I tried to pull his
head away, but he pressed on and took the entire load
into his mouth.  I finally went soft as every drop of
cum in me now filled Jeff's throat.
	I slid back into the water and kissed Jeff again.  I
could taste my own salty-sweet cum on his lips.  I
tongued his tongue and tasted more.  It made me want
to swallow his tongue.  It made me want to swallow his
cock.  Jeff pulled me to one side then turned me
around.  I knew what he wanted.  I knew I wanted to
give it to him.
	Jeff pulled me up again.  This time my ass came out
of the water and his hands reached for my ass and
spread my cheeks.  Before I could say or think
anything, his cock shoved its way in to my crack,
through the circular muscles of my hole and into my
intestines. My entire ass felt like it was on fire.
It felt like someone kicked me hard.  I thought I
screamed but I didn't hear myself.  Jeff immediately
began thrusting away.  He never slowed.  After a few
minutes my ass loosened up enough for his cock to feel
comfortable in my ass.  And soon enough it actually
felt great.  My cock grew again.  Jeff never said a
word, but his breathing told me he was excited and
working himself to death.  I enjoyed the ride.  His
cock slammed into me and I could feel his juices
squirting around.  He must have cummed at last once.
I could even hear a slurping sound as he pupmed away,
but he didn't stop.  My cock pulsed with every thrust.
 His cock continued to ram into me.  His breathes were
deep and short.  He drove his 7 inches into me and I
liked it.  With one last heave and ho Jeff exploded
out of my ass and continued to cum on my back.  I
could feel the spurts slap again my skin.  Warm.  My
cock released its second load into the jacuzzi.  I
collapsed onto the edge and Jeff collapsed into me.
His now soft cock pressed against my ass cheek.  Warm
and sticky.