Date: Sun, 31 May 2009 20:31:11 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Black <blackhunk33@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Training Trip, Chapter 2

	When he finally pulled out, he blew me and swallowed another load.
As it was nearly midnight, he offered to take me back to my hotel so I
could get some rest for the conference the next morning.  Much as I hated
to leave, I knew I had to.  "I'll see you tomorrow, won't I?" he asked as
we pulled up to my hotel.  "I get off at six.  I'll pick you up right
afterwards.  I'll fix you dinner and get to know you better."

	Of course, I agreed.


				 Chapter 2

	Guests of guests at the hotel had to be escorted to the rooms by a
registered guest.  Keycards operated the elevators and granted entry to the
stairwells.  I reminded Steve of that when he dropped me off Sunday night.
He said he'd use the house phone when he arrived Monday evening and I'd
come down and meet him for dinner.

	"Your carriage awaits," he whispered lustily into the phone in the
lobby.  I dashed out of my room, keycard in my pocket.  I was looking
forward to another night in bed with Steve, even though he'd only promised
dinner.  As I strode off the elevator with a smile, I looked around for
him.  He was off to the right of the elevator bank waiting for me.

	"Holy Shit!  You're a cop!" I blurted out.

	"Your powers of observation are incredible," he smiled benignly at
me, looking very butch and totally delicious in his tight uniform.

	"Oh, sorry," I apologized.  "I had no idea you were a policeman.
Why didn't you tell me?  Not that it makes a difference," I hastily added.

	"In a way, I did tell you," he replied.  I looked skeptical.  "I
told you I was a pig," he whispered.

	I laughed out loud.  "I thought you meant the other kind,
considering the situation then."

	"I guess I was too subtle," he beamed and steered me out the door
to his waiting car.

	When we were in the car, he asked, "Could you do me a really,
really big favor?"  Although I knew I was headed for trouble, I couldn't
help myself.  I nodded.  "I know this is asking a lot," he said pulling out
of the parking lot and heading down one of the broad avenues, "but, I want
you to fuck me bareback tonight."

	I was stunned.  "But, you don't know if I'm negative or not," I
protested.  "I know, but you don't."

	"That's the favor I want from you.  Come with me to the clinic and
get tested, tonight."

	"They're open at this hour?"

	"Yep, every Monday until 7:00 p.m."

	I smiled at him.  "For a shot at your beautiful ass, bare or not,
I'll do it."

	"Excellent!" he exulted.

	We drove a few more blocks and pulled over to the curb.  Still in
his uniform, we walked into the clinic.

	"Good evening, Officer Steve," the male receptionist said.  "What
can we do for you tonight?"

	"Jim wants to take the HIV test now," he replied.  I nodded and
smiled.

	"He sure doesn't look like your usual waif," the receptionist
leered.  Steve shrugged but didn't say more.

	"Fill out this form and one of the techs will call you.  The cost
is $20, if you have it.  If not, it's free," the receptionist rattled off.

	Steve pulled $20 from his billfold and handed it over.  I protested
for a moment, but Steve wouldn't hear of it.

	When we sat down to wait, I told Steve I was very much able to pay
for the test.  "This was my idea.  I should pay for it."  With the way he
said it, there was no room for argument, so I let it drop.  Moments later,
the tech called my name and I went into the small room to have my blood
drawn.  After the "blood-letting", he gave me a short lecture about the
dangers of HIV, how it is contracted, how the test will not necessarily
show positive if I've recently been playing unsafely.  I'm sure I turned
crimson, but I nodded knowingly anyway.  Steve had certainly fucked and
flooded my ass with sperm in a very unsafe manner.

	"The test results will be ready in 20 minutes, unless you'd prefer
we mail the results," he said.  "We close at seven."  I checked my watch,
noting we had a little over 30 minutes before the deadline.

	Joining Steve again in the waiting room, I asked him what caused
him to want me to fuck him bareback.  He smiled and said, "I seldom get
fucked.  You have a really big dick that I know will feel great in my ass.
And I know you'd be really good at it.  Besides, if I can fuck you
bareback, you should be able to do the same to me.  It's only fair."

	I wasn't sweating bullets waiting for my test results, but I was a
little concerned.  It wasn't like I'd been a monk since my last test five
months ago.  I'd barebacked and nutted in a couple of guys at the gym in
the sauna and blown a few (okay, several) more.  I'd swallowed half a dozen
loads from guys that I was regular fuck buddies with.  I knew all of them
had been negative, but their test results weren't always current.

	After 20 minutes had gone by, I was getting very nervous.  Had they
found something?  The tech called me back into the same room where he'd
lectured me about HIV.  "You're negative," he said after closing the door.
"Keep it that way."  As he opened the door again for me, he added, "And
Steve's a great guy.  Don't fuck him over or you'll have to answer to me."
We shared a laugh together.

	"I barely know him, but I know you're right," I agreed.

	"I'd dump my boyfriend in a heartbeat, if I thought I had a chance
with Steve.  He's so fine!" the tech added.  I smiled back at him as I
walked into the waiting room.

	"We're good to go," I beamed at Steve.  "Let's go get some dinner."

	"You're neg, right?" he asked as we walked out on to the street.  I
handed the lab results to him.  "YES!" he exclaimed.  "You have no idea how
much I wanted you to fuck me last night.  I really wanted it bad!"

	"We could have used a condom," I suggested.

	"When you were waving that pretty ass in my face?  Not a chance.  I
needed to seed and you need it, too."

	"You saw right through me, didn't ya!"

	"Your clever plan to seduce me worked!"

	"As I recall, you made all the moves," I rejoined.

	"And you eagerly obliged, even anticipating what I was going to do
next," he laughed as he drove away from the clinic.  "What time does your
conference start tomorrow?"

	"Same time."

	"Can you spend the night with me?  I promise to get you back in
time to change," Steve pled.

	"Will we get any sleep?" I smiled.

	"I hope not," Steve leered.

	At his apartment, we fixed and ate dinner, showered and went to bed
early.  Steve had his clothes off and his knees pulled into his big chest
before I got my pants off.  I had to smile at his eagerness.

	With my face buried in his black ass, he moaned with mounting
pleasure.  "You could spend all night just doing that," he sighed, "but I
really need your seed in my ass, not just your tongue."

	"You know you'll get both," I promised him.  He offered to get my
dick wet with his tongue, but I turned him down.  The possibility that I'd
nut in his throat was too high.  And his tight ass needed lube, not just
spit.  He pulled his legs tighter into his chest as I pushed my lubed dick
against his tight pucker.  "Relax, Baby.  We both want this," I smiled down
at him.  We kissed tenderly and his hole opened up slowly.  I slipped
gently inside him and waited for him to relax more before the thick shaft
entered him.  "You're so fuckin' tight!" I exclaimed.  "I hope I can last
long enough to give you the pleasure you deserve."

	"Feeling you inside me and taking your nut are enough to satisfy
me," he assured me.  "Besides, I can get more pleasure later when I flip
you over and drill you again."

	"I'll hold you to that," I grimaced, trying very hard not to cream
his tight love tunnel before I got more than the head inside him.  Steve
relaxed more and I pushed deeper.  He pulled me into another kiss, this one
more ardent than the last.

	"You're hitting my joy button," he murmured.  "I'm gonna cum soon,"
he warned as his big hand began stroking his dick.

       I pushed his hand away.  "You're saving that for my ass, remember?"

	"I may not be able to," he cautioned.  "You're gonna fuck it right
outta me!  Oh, yeah, Man!  Fuck me!  Fuck me hard!  I'm gonna shoot!"

	As suddenly as his climax became inevitable, his ass relaxed and I
pushed deeper, hitting bottom.  "Fuck!" I moaned as my dick jerked and my
nuts kicked.  His massaging ass tunnel was stroking me better than any
hand-job ever could.  There was no holding back now.

	"Fuck me!" Steve bellowed.  "FUCK ME!" he screamed, holding my ass
hard against his bucking butt.  "Cum in me!"

	My dick jerked again inside him and I knew I was cumming.  I pumped
his ass for maximum pleasure.  Steve's waving dick sprayed fountains of
creamy cum all over his abs and chest in time with my climax bursts of
ass-wall-painting cum.  My climax hit me again and again, surpassing the
sprays of nut juice that Steve's dick spewed.  He stroked himself to more
pleasure as his nuts emptied.

	I leaned over and licked up as much of his cum as I could reach
with my tongue.  We kissed and shared his copious cream.  As I tried to
clean more cum lower on his abs, my dick started to slip out.

	"Don't pull out," he begged.  "I love your big dick inside me."  I
pushed back in and kissed him again.  His big hands on my ass urged me to
fuck him, but I had no more juice to pump up his eager manhole.  Still, the
pleasure of a big dick rubbing against your prostate does make you happy,
no matter whom you are.  Steve was no exception.

	After another few minutes, my dick shriveled up enough that I
couldn't keep it inside him.  I cleaned his chest and abs thoroughly before
I licked the final dribbles from his semi-hard dick.  Pushing his legs into
his chest again, I licked at his fucked hole, extracting a few drops of my
load.  The rest must have been shot deeper than my tongue could reach.  As
hard as I came, that didn't surprise me, but it did disappoint me.  I loved
eating his ass out.


	"You'll have to wait a few minutes before I flip you over," Steve
laughed when I finally released his legs.

	"What can I do to help?" I leered at him.

	"Eatin' ass always makes my dick hard," he replied.

	"I'm a really good face sitter," I laughed.

	"I know, one of the best I've ever encountered."

	We got into a 69 position with him on the bottom and me sitting on
his face while I sucked his dick to help get him motivated.  Two minutes
later, I was sitting on his dick and working his dick with my ass muscles.
"I know you just nutted, so if you wanna take all night before you cum in
my ass, I'll be okay with that," I smiled.

	"That's not gonna happen," he assured me.  "You'll have several
loads in your ass before morning."

	He was true to his word.  We flip fucked each other the rest of the
night.  Our sleep cycles were nearly in sync.  About every 90 minutes, we'd
wake up.  One of us would get fucked and seeded, and then the other would
take it.  I got bred five more times; so did he.

	"See ya again tonight?" he asked as he dropped me off at my hotel
at 7:30 a.m.

	"Of course," I beamed.  "I've never had such a good time before.
You're the best, Steve."

	"You're pretty good for a white boy, too."

	"Bitch!  But, I say it with love," I smirked as I leaned into a
kiss.

	"Say it with your ass and dick," he replied when he broke the kiss,
"and you got yourself a deal."

	"You can have them anytime you need them."

	The next three days were a whirlwind of fucking, sucking, rimming,
felching, and nearly sleepless nights.  We couldn't resist our need to seed
each other.  I couldn't survive like this.  Such a small amount of sleep
was catching up with me.  I nearly dozed off a couple of times a day during
the conference.  It was especially bad in the afternoon after lunch.  But,
the afternoon sessions were more interactive, so I was able to stay awake.
But, it wasn't easy.

	The conference ended before noon on Friday.  I'd changed my ticket
to return home Sunday afternoon, so I could spend more time with Steve.  I
didn't want this week to end.

	I packed up my suitcase and left the hotel at noon.  Steve had
given me a key to his apartment.  I took the light rail to his place, let
myself in and fixed a quick lunch.  He came by in his patrol car in the
early afternoon and we blew each other.  I wish that he'd fucked me, but I
knew he didn't have that kind of time and he couldn't leave his uniform on
and fuck my eager ass.  So, we had to wait until after 6 p.m. to really get
it on.

	For dinner, I made a salad and lemon spaghetti with broiled chicken
breasts.  He praised my culinary skills as if he'd never had a real meal in
his life.  I was richly rewarded with the best ass eating, deep fucking and
seeding that I'd had all week.  There was something very special about his
love-making.  Before we showered, I drilled and filled his ass too.  His
tall body stood next to mine as we bathed each other.  Despite our recent
bedroom tryst, our need to seed returned quickly.

	He lifted me up and speared my butt on his monster dick.  We kissed
as he pressed me against the shower wall and continued pumping my ass until
he nutted in me again.  Steve released me when his dick slipped out.
Spinning me around, he ate my ass out until he was satisfied that he got
most of his load out.  We kissed again and again.

	Steve turned and beckoned me to fuck him.  I ate his ass out until
he was begging for a ride on my 9" dick.  A week's worth of fucking his
butt had trained him to relax enough that he could take me without much
lube.  Between my wet tongue and the load I'd pumped up his ass in the
bedroom, I slid deeply up his manhole.  Steve leaned against the shower
wall, bending at the waist.  I pumped and pounded on that pretty black ass
until I nutted hard and deep.  I couldn't stop myself.  Even after my
climax ended, I needed to keep fucking him.  He certainly didn't object.

	After we toweled off, we watched a movie on his big screen
television.  It was one neither of us had seen before.  We watched it,
sitting next to each other, holding hands, occasionally kissing, but
finally turned it off.  It wasn't that good and we were hungry to fuck
again.

	Steve smiled at me as he stripped slowly out of his clothes.  "I
have something I think you'll love to watch," he grinned.  He put in a
different DVD and hit the play button.  "Stand up and I'll get you
comfortable too."  He pulled my clothes off and kissed me hard as the new
movie started.  It was man-to-man porno.  YUM!

	One of my favorite bareback porno stars was featured.  He had a
great body, a handsome face, and an insatiable ass.  Man after man plowed
and seeded him in one minute segments before the movie settled into longer
versions of the same thing.  A big, black man got behind him and ate his
fucked and seeded ass out.

	"Steve!  Let's do that!" I urged.

	He smiled and nodded.  "Get on the floor on your hands and knees,"
he said in his best cop voice.  My dick jerked and my ass puckered at the
sound of that commanding voice.

	"Yes, Sir!" I agreed, hastily complying.  My ass was in the air as
he towered over me.  He dropped to his knees and spread my ass with his big
hands.  His tongue darted inside me and licked at my cream-coated ass walls
as deeply as his oral digit could reach.  I moaned with mounting pleasure.
My eyes were riveted on the action on the television screen.  My favorite
star was being teased by a very large black dick as it rubbed against his
well- fucked asshole.  Slowly, the dark phallus disappeared up the star's
ass tunnel.  I felt the same thing happen to me.

	The scene switched to the star's blissful face.  I was already
doing that.  Steve leaned over my back and whispered in my ear.  "I doubt
I'll last as long as he does," he groaned.  "You're workin' my last dick
nerve!"

	"As long as you drill and fill me, you know I'm gonna be happy," I
replied.  He could ride me all night, if he wanted.  But, I knew he had the
same kind of hair trigger that I did when fucking an eager, hungry manhole.
There was no stopping the building climax.  This was no exception.

	With a strangled cry, he plowed deeply into my ass and pulled my
hips into his lower abs.  I felt his monstrous dick jerk inside me over and
over, each time a wave of wet warmth flooded me.  His muscled body trembled
and jerked with each climax wave.  Greedily, my ass welcomed each heavy
spray of creamy nut juices.  I chewed on his throbbing dick with my ass
muscles, wanting to suck every drop of jizz from his thick baby-maker.

	When Steve finally collapsed on my back, the man in the porn flick
pulled out and sprayed his load on the star's ass and then pushed some of
his load inside followed by his still squirting dick.

	"They ain't got nothin' on us," Steve laughed softly.

	"Only their skills in holding off," I surmised.

	"Probably good editing," Steve allowed.  "I'm not sure either of us
could last in that hot bottom's ass."

	"Some guys naturally take longer to nut," I said.

	"Voice of experience?"

	"As if you haven't been around the gay scene for a few years."

	"Moi?" Steve laughed, pulling his wilting dick from my satisfied
butt.

	"When did you start?" I wondered, pulling his dripping dick into my
mouth.

	"Ah, that feels so good," Steve sighed.  "Oh, I think I was 14 when
I had my first."

	"Kinda young, weren't you?"

	"I was big for my age, as you could probably guess," he smiled.  I
nodded.  "The older brother of a friend sucked me off.  I loved it,
couldn't get enough.  He was 17, I think, a senior as I recall.  He blew me
every day until we nearly got caught.  That put a stop to it."

	"And you didn't try to find other outlets?"

	Steve laughed.  "Of course, I did!  But, it isn't the sort of thing
that you ask friends about.  I knew I could get some by going down to the
local park and hanging around.  Even 14 year olds knew about that place."

	"Wasn't it just as dangerous getting caught?" I wondered.

	"Probably more so," Steve agreed.  "But, my nuts were boiling and I
needed some help getting satisfaction.  Jacking off wasn't nearly as
satisfying."

	"And?"

	"Anytime I was there, I got my rocks off.  I had a big dick even
then and it was pretty popular.  That was where I fucked the first time."

	"What did you think?"

	"I knew I was fuckin' some guy's ass, but it felt so good, even
better than a blowjob that I couldn't pull out.  I didn't want to pull out.
And when I told the guy I was gonna cum, he begged me to load his ass.  By
then, it was too late to do anything else.  I was already cumming.  The guy
thanked me and I left."

	"When did you first get fucked?" I asked.

	"Not that long ago.  I was out of the Police Academy and on my
first job in a squad car with my mentor.  He was such a good man.  He had
patience, good street smarts, and was gay.  I had no idea.  He didn't know
my story either, but from the way I looked at men instead of women, he had
my story.  One thing led to another and we wound up in bed together.  I
knew it was fucking with someone you work with and I should never do that.
But, I really liked the guy."  Steve paused a moment and reflected.

	"And so?"

	"So, we blew each other."  I looked questioningly at him.  "Okay,
so he started eating my ass out.  I thought it was gross until his tongue
slipped inside.  I couldn't believe how good it felt.  Then, his finger
went in.  From there, it was an easy move to slide his dick up my ass.  I
looked forward to it because the guys I was fucking were all so hot to take
me.  I thought it would be easy."

	"And it wasn't?"

	"Not even close," Steve recalled.  "It hurt like a bitch!  And his
dick wasn't all that big, either.  But, your first one almost always
hurts."

       I nodded agreement.  "And how!" I thought.  "But, you let him do it
anyway?" I asked.

	"He told me it would sting for just a few more seconds and it would
start feeling great.  It did sting less after a while, but I still didn't
like it.  By then, he was nutting in my asshole."

	"Without a condom?"

	"Not even a pretend one!"

	"What a jerk!"

	"You gotta remember, he was my partner, and I liked and trusted the
guy.  And he offered up his ass to me afterwards.  Of course, I pounded him
to within an inch of his life, but he loved every inch of it and every
squirt of my cum, so it wasn't any kind of a punishment I was dishing out."

	"You fuck after that with him?"

	"I fucked him many times after that.  He taught me how to eat ass,
so that was good," he smiled.

	I laughed.  "He taught you very well, Steve.  You're wonderful!"

	"He tapped my ass a couple more times, but it never really worked
for me.  Anyway, he was promoted and transferred to another division."

	"So, how did you get comfortable with getting fucked?"

	"I had a boyfriend a few years back.  We got along so well and he
was so gentle and patient with me.  Finally, I got to where I enjoyed it,
even looked forward to him plowing my ass.  But, for the most part, I
fucked him.  We broke up about a year ago now.  He wanted to fuck around, I
didn't.  So we ended it.  I knew he'd probably fuck around on me either way
and I just wasn't comfortable doin' the bareback thing with him when he was
takin' on other guys."

	"Good choice, even though I'm sure you hated to see it end."

	"You can't always have what you want," Steve mused, "nor can you
make other people do what you want them to do or what is best for them, at
least as you see it."

	"Yeah," I sighed.

	"Just like us, Jim," Steve blurted out.  "This has been the best
week of my life, but you're leaving for home day after tomorrow and I'm
stuck here, better than 600 miles away."

	"I was hoping you felt the same way, Steve," I smiled.  "But, I
don't have a solution, either."

	"If this is real and not an infatuation, one of us has to make a
life change," he summarized.



This story is a fantasy.  Your life isn't.  Always play safe.

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