Date: Wed, 06 Oct 2004 08:20:31 +0000
From: Toby Simon <add1das4b0yspunk@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Jogger

I've watched him jogging past the front of my house every day at six
in the morning for several weeks now. A glistening sheen of sweat
drips down his handsome face and highlights the curves of his
muscles. The barely concealed package in his adidas running shorts
bounces rhythmically with every step. I can imagine the strength of
his rod thrusting into me, powered by those muscular thighs and
rounded gluteals. I'm not sure who is oozing more -- my saliva and
pre-cum or his sweat?

And here he is again. My dick has been twitching inside my dressing
gown with the thought of him and now rapidly starts to harden as I
see him round the corner up the street and smoothly glide towards
me. Fuck it! I'm so horny from weeks without sex. I tug at the cord
securing my dressing gown and start to pull on my swelling prick.
He pounds towards the house, his eyes casting about as they always
do, but I'm in the shadows of the front room and it's early so he
can't see a thing.

He step falters slightly and a smile flickers over his face as he
passes directly in front of my house. Or did he? Too late, my dick
erupts and cum gushes out splattering the window and dripping down
the sill. My knees weaken and I lean against the wall imaging him
hugging me in post coital bliss.

The day and night passes. Six a.m. and here I am again, my dick
tenting my dressing gown and my imagination running riot as my
hands tweak my nipples, balls and bat my pole. I go to the clubs
looking for him, hoping that he might be ... but all I find are the
usual hopefuls that I've already sampled and discarded. I open my
dressing gown and start pulling on my dick in earnest as he rounds
the corner and strides towards me again, the three stripes
bouncing on his thigh. Today it's me invading his muscular hole,
those rounded buns cushioning my thrusts. He's looking straight at
me as he gets closer, a smile and a slight wave. Aaarrggghh! Cum
shoots from my dick hitting high up on the window. His grin widens
but his stride never falters and he is gone again as I sink to my
knees and watch my cum slide down the window in glistening trails.

The next day I stay further back in the shadows of the front room.
I can see his eyes searching and the disappointment on his face.
So, he likes the show? Perhaps there is hope yet. A plan ferments
and I go shopping to gather the necessary accoutrement. Adidas
lined running shorts and singlet, joggers I have already. Morning
again and I head out to the front of the house and pretend to be
doing stretches as I hear him pound up the pavement. He stops.

"Hi, you going to start running?"

I turn and pause, enjoying the close-up view of him. A fine blond
fuzz covers his forearms and legs and what I can see of his chest
is pale and smooth. "Oh hi! Yeh."

Turning back around I place one foot on the front steps and lean
over to re-tie a shoelace. I feel him lean over me. "Or was it
some other sort of work out you'd enjoy more?" And a hand slips
between my legs and cups my groin. I moan as he squeezes and
kneads at my hardening pole. I push myself back against him and
reach round to run my hand up his sweaty thighs and under the
hem of his shorts pulling him closer to me.

"So, are we going to fuck in front of the neighbours?"

"Fuck the neighbours. No, cancel that. They're all ugly."

I move up the steps and into the house with him close behind. As
he closes the door I move back towards him and I can tell from the
look on his face that he wants to kiss. Fantastic! Not some pretend
straight guy then but a real man who enjoys loving men. We lock
lips and our tongues dart forward to duel. His hands grasp my buns
and pull me hard into his groin where our dicks do battle in time
with our tongues.

I sink to my knees and stuff my nose into his sweaty groin and
inhale his aroma. Pulling the leg of his flimsy running shorts
to the side I lick at the mesh liner savouring his musky scent.
Working my way up from his heavy balls along his lengthening
shaft I can taste his pre-cum beginning to flow and I suck at
it through the mesh. He thrusts his hips forward pushing his
dick-head into my mouth. I grasp the waistband of his shorts
and pull them down so that I can suck on his tool in earnest.

The sweat and pre-cum lubricate his shaft as it glides over my
lips and deep into my mouth. I'm surprised to find my nose
nestled in his blond pubes sniffing at his sexy aroma. Normally
with a dick this big I'm gagging by now. His hips buck and thrust
and the veins on his pole oscillate over my lips and his balls
bang on my chin. God, he is so sexy. His pre-cum pulses and
slips down my throat.

He pulls out of my mouth and bends down to guide me up to standing.
We kiss some more and his hands roam my body, tweaking my nipples,
massaging my groin, sliding over my buns. And then he goes down to
his knees and starts to lick at my balls through the mesh liner of
my shorts.

He stops and smiles. "These are new. Did you buy them specially?"
I smile and nod as he leans back in and nibbles on my ball sack and
licks along the length of my pole. My shorts might not be sweaty
but they are already damp from all the pre-cum I've oozed while
sucking on him. He moans as he tastes it and sucks on the liner
causing cool air to be sucked in around my dick. Then he lifts
the liner pulling my dick out through the leg and slurps it in.

Reaching round the back and pulls the liner into a wedgie in my
crack then runs his fingers back and forth over the liner over my
hole. So tantalisingly near and yet so far I spread my legs and try
to will his finger to stop and penetrate me. It moves back and
forward with ever smaller strokes and starts pushing firmer, then
he pulls the liner aside and pushes directly onto my rosebud, I
moan "Oh yes!"

"I want to fuck you wearing these shorts."

"I'll get a condom."

Seconds flat and I am back in front of him. He has pulled his shorts
back up and his dick is poking out from the leg matching me. He grabs
the condom from me a rolls it down his shaft and slathers it with
lube. I turn round and he slips a lubed finger inside me and plays
with my hole for a minute, teasing and loosening it up. Then I feel
his dick head pushing in.

His shaft eases into me and his thighs come to rest against mine,
then he starts to slowly oscillate. Smaller strokes becoming longer
and within minutes his thighs slap mine as he buries his dick deep
and hard inside me. He pounds my hole and his hand reaches round my
waist and fists my dick, his thrusts driving the head of my dick
through the loop of his fingers.

"Oh god, I'm getting close!"

He pulls out and spins me round, "cum on me."

We both jerk ourselves furiously and almost simultaneously we cum.
Jets of pearly jism coat his dick, balls, shorts and singlet. And
then suddenly he pulls the leg of his liner over his dick, "see you
tomorrow then." And he is gone, off out the door. Running again,
with my cum on him for all the world to see.