Date: Sun, 22 Jun 2003 22:20:27 +1100
From: Vostock 1 <vostock2@hotmail.com>
Subject: Wrestling Tournament Locker Room Adventures Part 2

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a continuation of a previous story, I suggest you
read Part 1 first, otherwise the story will be difficult to follow.  We
begin with the ending of Part 1.


Just then the shaggy haired kid in the jockstrap that I'd seen before limped
back towards the lockers and plopped down on a bench.  He lifted his foot
onto the bench and began to massage it.   He idly glanced at me and asked
"Are you looking for your friends from Greenville?"   A flash of danger ran
through me, had this kid seen or heard something?  I decided to play it cool
"Uh, yeah, one of the boys forgot his shampoo" I said holding up the bottle
"I just wanted to give it back to him"
"They've left, their bus was leaving" replied Shaggy "I thought you wanted
something else, and I was going to offer to help you out" he said, giving me
a very sly smile, which told me he knew exactly what was going on.


I was shocked and delighted, to say the least, I'd just had a very hot
encounter with 2 studly wrestlers, one of them being one of the hottest and
most well hung guys I had ever encountered, and now this young pup was
offering himself to me, I could not believe it.   I must have stood there
looking stunned, because Shaggy Boy soon took the bull by the horns and
reached his hand out and pulled away my towel.   A broad grin crossed his
face as he saw my fat cock rising to attention and blue eyes sparkled with
delight.

I took a step forward, then he opened his mouth and but I decided to tease
him a bit, so I rubbed my cock all over his face, everywhere except his
mouth.  He whimpered and twisted his head, to try and claim his prize, but
each time I would pull my cock away.  He finally grabbed with his fist and
slurped down my cock, deepthroating to my pubes in seconds.

I stroked his mop of blond hair and watched him swallow the entire eight
inches, without hesitation or gagging, it looked like he was trying to
swallow a rattlesnake.   Again and again my veiny tusk disappeared into his
sweet face.  He'd sucked big cocks before, no doubt about that, and he'd
obviously learned his lessons well.  Although I was dizzy with pleasure, I
was a bit apprehensive about doing this in such an open area.  The place was
teeming with people, and it was only a matter of time before somebody
entered the locker room.   I pulled my cock from his lips, which caused a
loud slurping noise from Shaggy, and a flash of anxiety crossed his face.

"What's wrong, I wasn't done yet" he asked plaintively "Wasn't I doing it
good?"   I smiled and stroked his head, "You're doing great, but we need
some privacy, come with me"  I grabbed his hand and pulled him up, he winced
as he put weight on his ankle.  "What did you do to yourself? I asked.    He
smiled ruefully "I twisted it in practice, now I can't compete, of all the
rotten luck"

Hearing him say this, I realized that he would have a lot of time to kill,
and a thought crossed my mind.  I had planned on sneaking back to one of the
storage rooms at the rear of the locker area, but then I thought, if he has
to wait the whole afternoon for his teammates, why not take him back to my
place and do this right.

"So you've got some time to kill, this afternoon? I asked.   "Yep, I'm
afraid so" he signed, then he looked at me slyly and said "That's why I've
been hanging out in the locker room, I didn't want the day to be a total
failure"    I laughed and asked him when his bus would leave, and found out
it would be almost 6 hours before they pulled out for the little farm town
he came from.

"Why don't you come back to my place, we'll have a really good time, I
promise" I said in a seductive tone.   He looked shocked and delighted, and
he only hesitated for a second, then he eagerly agreed.    We set a dressing
speed record, then I left him at the front door as I raced out to the truck,
then I zoomed up to the door to pick him up.   As we roared out of the
parking I chuckled to my self, my ordinary Saturday was turning out better
then I could have dreamed.

I looked over at him slouched down in the seat, he seemed to be a bit
nervous, made he was having second thoughts.  I gave him a big smile and
assured him my intentions were good.  I offered to stop for burgers, my
treat, and he eagerly agreed.  I guess the saying about the quickest way to
a man's heart being through his stomach was true for horny teenagers also.
We stopped at Wendy's and I ordered him 2 combos, which he proceeded to
devour in the 10 minute it took to get to my building.  In between bites of
his food, he told me his name was Kyle and he was  from a small country town
in the adjacent state.  He came from a farming family, and this wrestling
trip was the big event of his year.   I intended to make it one of the most
memorable events of his life.

Once we pulled in to the underground garage, I helped out and he hobbled
over to the elevator with his arm around my shoulder.  Once the elevator
doors closed I pulled him close, grinding our crotches together, then I bent
down and kissed him hard, forcing my tongue into his mouth.  He returned my
kisses with fierce passion, but all too soon we arrived at my floor.  He
hopped into my door, and I quickly closed the door, at last we were alone.

I paused to take a good look at Kyle, he stood about 5'9" with broad
shoulders, clear pale skin that was downy soft, a face that was the epitome
of boyish innocence with pale blue eyes, topped by his shaggy mop of dirty
blond hair.   Kyle was shyly looking around my living room, I live pretty
well and I think he was somewhat in awe of my relative wealth.  I walked up
behind him and stroked his broad shoulders, he turned and faced me with that
sweet smile of his.  "Ready to rumble?" I asked
"You bet." he eagerly replied.   At that I scooped him up and tossed him
over my shoulder in a fireman's carry and carried him giggling to the
bedroom.

Once I had dropped him on the king-size bed, I began to strip off my
clothes.   Kyle watched, lust glittering in his eyes, as I peeled off my
clothes, revealing my hard 6'2", 195lb body and my thick 8 inch
uncircumcised cock.   Then I peeled off his clothes, revealing his rock hard
7 inch cut prick.    I straddled him and worked my way down his body,
licking and showering him with tiny kisses as I went.   He shuddered and
groaned as the wonderful feeling radiated through his body.  I took his cock
into my mouth and started tonguing the head, then I tightened my lips and
slid down the shaft.   Kyle cried out in a shaky voice, "Please stop, you'll
make me cum."    I laughed, sending wild vibrations through his cock, the I
raised my head and told him to lie back and enjoy it, because the whole
purpose of this exercise was for him to cum, and cum repeatedly.  Kyle then
laid back and closed his eyes, and I resumed sucking.  Within 2 minutes, his
hips began to rise with each stroke, and he rammed his dick into my throat.
I gripped his thick wrestler thighs as his thrusts increased, and soon his
body began to shiver and shake, and I was rewarded with 5 spurts of his hot
and sweet cum down my throat, as Kyle gasped and groaned through a very
powerful orgasm.

"Oh, thank you, thank you so much" he gasped, "that was the best ever!"
"Don't be silly Kyle" I laughed, as I squeezed his young cock back to
hardness, "the best is yet to cum"  I worked him into a 69 position with me
on top, and I fed him my cock.    He was intrigued with my foreskin,
apparently mine was the first he had seen, so he proceeded to examine and
play with it, which provoked delightful feelings for me.  I briefly sucked
his cock again, getting to full hardness quickly, then I rolled his butt
forward and parted the 2 rock hard mounds of his butt.   His pick pucker was
plainly visible, it was completely hairless.  I carefully inserted a
spit-soaked finger into his ass, which brought forth a series of moans and
"Oh my Gods" from Kyle.  One finger soon became 2, and 2 fingers became 3,
and Kyle took them like a trooper.

"You ever been fucked Kyle?" I asked.  "Uh, oh yeah," he gasped as he took
my cock out of his mouth "A senior at school fucked me, and a guy I met at
the Kmart, and the guy whose manager of the Shell station on the Interstate,
and I fuck myself with cucumbers at home."   "My oh my" I thought, "sweet
innocent Kyle is a regular little slut"  I turned to face him and announced
that I was going to join the "Fuck Kyle Club"   I quickly lubed my dick and
raised his legs up to my shoulders, and then I carefully inserted my cock
into his inviting hole.

Kyle may not have been a virgin but his ass was tight, he gripped my cock
like a silken vise.   I thrust the full length of my cock into his ass, in a
slow and gentle movement.   Deep, soulful moans emitted from Kyle's mouth,
and he proceeded to wrap his powerful legs around me, crushing me in a most
delightful way.   I proceeded slowly, wanting to make this last for awhile.
A sheen of sweat appeared on his beautiful body and he moaned and groaned
incoherently.   I leant forward and kissed his full red lips, then I
whispered in his ear and asked if he was okay.   He dazedly opened his eyes
and I saw tears forming, as he whispered that it felt wonderful.

I would have liked it to last forever, but all good things must come to an
end, and I was soon the one groaning and gasping, as I painted the walls of
Kyle's ass with my cum.  I stayed planted in his ass and leaned forward to
plant kisses on his beautiful face.   We lay in the pleasant post-coital
afterglow for awhile, then I had an idea.   I swiveled Kyle around so that
he was crossways on the bed, then I rolled him onto his side, with my cock
still firmly planted in his butt.  I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV
and VCR, I had a Bel-Ami porn flick in the VCR, so Kyle watched it as I
raised his leg and massaged his sore ankle, and my fat cock slowly fucked
him, while he jacked his boyish prick.   This lasted about 45 minutes, until
I blasted another load up his ass, and he blasted one on my sheets.

We lay talking and watching the porno for a while, then Kyle mentioned that
although his pretty boy butt had been ravaged by several cocks and some
garden vegetables, he had never fucked anybody.   Wanting to ensure my
little teen stud made the most of his sojourn in the city, I quickly assumed
the position and soon Kyle was fucking my doggie style.  He started off a
bit slow, seems he was afraid of hurting me, but soon my shouts of "Harder,
faster, deeper" brought out the beast in him, and he was ramming me hard and
fast.   All too soon he was triumphantly spraying my innards with his seed,
while he huffed and puffed like an old fashioned steam engine.

Time flies while your having fun, and soon it was time to head back to the
gym, so that Kyle could hook up with his teammates.  We took a dip in the
hot tub, which he greatly enjoyed, then I stood him up and put his sore
ankle up on the toilet seat, and proceeded to give him one last hard fuck.
We had the extra bonus of being able to watch the whole event in the full
length mirror in my bathroom.   I spurted another load into Kyle, marking my
territory, then we had to get dressed for the drive back.  Just before we
left, I rummaged in one of my drawers, and retrieved a vibrator, a couple of
decent sized dildos, and several tubes of lube, which I presented to him.
"Leave the cucumbers in the fridge from now on" I joked.

When we got back to the gym, the tournament was just finished, and they were
awarding the trophies.  We stood watching, and then a thought came to me.
"Hey, Kyle, remember those two guys from the showers this morning"  He
turned to look at me and said he wasn't too likely to forget a stud like
Blondie and his friend.   I asked if he remembered their names and where
they were from.   Kyle knew they were from Fremont High in Greenville, as he
had seen them at other tournaments, and Blondie's name was Kevin Waldron,
while his buddy was Jeff, but Kyle didn't know his last name, only that Jeff
followed Kevin around like a puppy.   I filed this away for future
reference, perhaps another "accidental encounter" could be arranged?
Kyle's teammates soon appeared, and he slipped away without a word, but once
they were a few yards away he turned and gave me a little wink and a smile.
He limped out the door with his buddies, and I idly wondered if the limp was
more from the twisted ankle, or the 3 hard fucks he had taken!

Thanks to those that sent me e-mails, I enjoyed getting them.   Tell me what
you thought of this chapter, that will decide whether or not this saga
continues.   Vostock2@hotmail.com