THE GARAGE
 
         It was a hot, muggy evening when I finally got out of practice. 
Some of the other guy's on the squad were going to stop at our
local hang out for some burgers, but I decided to just take a
walk in my old neighborhood.  I was still at my old H.S. 
although I had left home the previous year, and was now living in
an area of Chicago known as the Gold Coast.  After practice I
usually had to take the "L" back to my new neighborhood where I
bused tables at Tad's Steak House.  I was off tonight, so there
wasn't a rush, and I thought I'd see what some of my old friends
were up to.
 
         It was just starting to get dark and I thought i'd stop by and
see Pat.  Pat and I were once next door neighbors, and ever since
the age of 9 were continuous fuck buddy's.  As I walked down my
old alley towards Pat's I heard the load thunder of a motorcycle. 
I turned and it was HIM.  I didn't know his name or who he was. 
I had seen him many times hanging out with the greasers across
from school.  He was in his early 20's.  He had jet black hair
and an incredible physique.  He always wore tight black pants and
a black leather jacket.  He never wore a shirt to hide his
muscular hairy chest.  When ever I saw him, I broke out in a
sweat.
 
         After I saw it was him, I quickly turned forward and continued to
self consciously walk towards Pat's.  I heard his bike slow down
as he passed by me.  As he did so he turned his head and flashed
a quick smile.  I was so paralyzed with lust and fear that I
didn't know how to react.  Just then he stopped his bike and
dismounted.  I froze.  He pulled out his keys and began to unlock
a garage.  I couldn't believe that he lived on my old block.  He
swung open the garage door and walked his bike into the garage.
 
         I proceeded to walk.  Just as I got to his garage I heard his
voice.  " Eh, How ya doin?" I turned and looked into the dimly
lighted garage.  He had parked his bike toward the back.  He was
leaning up against it, half resting on the seat.  I thought he
was posing for a portrait.  He jacket was open and his ripped
stomach was exposed.  His oversized crotch seemed to leap out at
me as I trembled, quacking deep inside.  This man had been my
fantasy lust for months, and now he was only a few yards away
actually talking to me.  " Not too bad", I said almost losing my
self in the warmth of his half smile and the strange darkness of
his eyes.  "Was just going to have a beer.  Care to join me?", he
asked.  " I sure would.", I replied as I entered his garage.
 
     He pulled open a small fridge he had in the garage and took out a
couple of beers.  As I took the one he handed me I noticed for
the first time the hard steel grey color of his eyes.  "Your on
the gymnastics squad at the High, aren't you?", he asked.  "Yes!"
I said dumbfounded.  " I've gone to a few of your meets." he
said.  "I've watched you and you're pretty good."  "Thanks", I
said.  "Why don't you put down your grip and relax", he said now
grinning.  I was totally floored.  I was standing there with my
gear bag and a can of beer totally paralyzed with awe.  I put
down my bag and downed almost half the can in one quick gulp.  I
better close the door with us drinking", he said as he did just
that.  After he closed the door he turned and told me that he had
always enjoyed watching me.  He said he had asked around about me
and had heard that I lived alone on the Gold Coast.  I was
starting to get very scared.  I wasn't sure what was happening. 
He started walking toward me, and I backed up as he approached.
 
         Suddenly I couldn't back up any more.  I was up against his bike. 
He was standing right in front of me.  I could smell the leather
of his jacket and the enticing aroma of his sweat.  He lifted his
hand and firmly grasped that back of my head.  "I Know What You
Want !", he said staring into my eyes.  I dropped my can of beer,
and slowly brought my hands to the sides of his waist.  He forced
me down and held my face up against his crotch.  My hands grabbed
his hard buttocks, as I rubbed my face over his crotch.  "Open my
fly with your teeth, Jocko" he ordered.  I forced my tongue into
his fly.  I was able to raise the zipper clasp with it and then
grasp it with my teeth.  I tugged at it and was able to get it
open.  As I did so I could smell his crotch.  He was wearing a
jock and I began to force my tongue deep into his open fly.
 
         As I did so he opened his belt and undid his button.  He grabbed
me by my hair and pulled my face away from his crotch.  I stared
up at his hard gut, a thin coating of fragrant sweat making it
glisten.  He pulled down his jock.  His cock was huge even half
hard.  He grabbed it at the base and said,"Take it, Jocko".  He
stuffed his hardening cock down my throat.  As it hardened he
choked me with it, but I wanted it.  I wanted all of it.  Holding
part of it with his hand, he forced as much of it down my throat
as I could take.  Tears from choking streamed down my eyes.  I
wanted to take it all, but I gagged as I struggled to swallow his
cock.  Again he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me off of it. 
He began to undo my pants.  Suddenly he grabbed my head with both
hands and forced his tongue deep into my mouth.  Then he went
back to undoing my pants and he bent me over his bike.
 
         I felt his hot wet tongue licking my butthole.  I heard his deep
man sounds as he rubbed his unshaven face against my hard bubble
butt.  I started to moan as his tongue penetrated my tight ass. 
I felt him in me and I wanted him more.  He with drew his tongue
and replaced it with his finger.  As he fingered my hungry ass,
he started wetting his cock with his spit.  I felt his finger
pull out of me and the pressure of his cock head pushing up into
me.  I had been fucked before but never by anything that big. 
With incredible skill he worked that monster up into me.  And
then the fucking started.
 
         As he plowed my butt, he pulled my tee shirt off of me and he
began to tweak my nipples.  When he got me really going he made
he lick his motorcycle seat and suck on the handle bar as he
fucked my teenage ass.  Then he slowed down his ass splitting
driving thrusts and told me to be still.  I thought he was close
to cumming, but he wasn't.  He had me spit in his hand and then
he used my spit to wet my cock and he began to jerk me off.  He
got me real close to cumming and then he stopped.  Then he began
to fuck me so damn hard that I started shooting just from the
force of it.
 
         I had gotten some of my cum on his bike.  And as he continued to
plow my butt he made me lick up the cum.  As I did so he began to
shoot.  I reached around me and grabbed his ass and helped him
drive his hard tool deep up into me.  His pace slowed but he did
not stop.  Then he said " OK, Jocko, I wanna see you preform some
gymnastics for me with my cock up your ass." With that he pulled
his dick out of my butt and turned me around.  Once more he
grabbed my head and drove his tongue deep into my mouth.  As he
did so I put my arms around his shoulders and lifted my legs
around his waist.  He cradled my butt with his hands and placed
me on his bike.  He slid his cock up into my ass.  And he began
to fuck me half standing and half on his bike.  Then he shifted
his weight and he was walking backward with me rotating my ass on
his dick.  I saw above him a low beam and told him to stop.  I
reached up and grabbed the beam.  he arched back, and with his
dick still in me, I positioned my feet on his chest.  He leaned
back to the wall and braced himself, as I began to side my ass up
and down over his huge cock.  The action was too fucking hot for
both of us, as I felt him begin to shoot again up into my ass,
the sensation of his shooting in me made me shoot my load over
his head.
 
         He pulled out of me and held me as I released my grip on the
beam.  He carried me to an old back seat he had up against a far
wall and he kissed me deeply.  We both were covered with sweat
and grease and cum.  I helped him take off his black leather
jacket and we lay together nude on the seat.  We spent the night
there in that garage.  Not sleeping, just having sex.