Date: Wed, 24 Jan 2001 14:49:22 -0800 (PST) From: B C <bobandcecil@yahoo.com> Subject: kerry and jason Note: This is fiction and it is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private lives. It is an erotic story about consenting adult football players. Anyone who may be offended should leave now. Kerry and Jason Tampa, Florida. Waiting for the Super Bowl. New York vs. Baltimore. Kerry, the 28-year old quarterback from New York, was kicking back in his hotel room. Lying on the bed, watching Entertainment Tonight on the Hotel TV. Stretched out on the bed, naked, he noticed himself in the mirror next to the TV. "Damn, I am a fine looking specimen," he thought to himself. His eyes went to his cock. A nice 6-inch long, flaccid piece, resting on his big quarterback balls. All surrounded by thick brown hair. He noticed the big head of his penis, and he wished that his parents hadn't gotten him clipped. Imagine the huge mushroom head emerging out from foreskin. Nonetheless, he was pretty happy with his cock. "Man, has this piece seen some action," he muttered, while he grabbed its thickening girth with his right hand and started stroking. He was thinking about all of the pussy he had at Penn State. But he also thought about all of the guys who sucked him off in the locker room at State College. And the pros. "Man, have I had some wild times," he mused, as his cock was becoming fully erect. A nice 9-inch piece of timber popping out from his hairy bush. His eyes went toward his two golf balls, encased in their hairy ballsac. Whenever he started to get excited, his sac would contract and his balls would rise to the base of his penis. His eyes started going up his body, up the treasure trail of brown hair leading from his hairy crotch up to his navel. His cock was now rigid against his abdomen, and it leaked a glob of pre-cum into the navel. He took his left hand and scooped it out. He held his left index finger up to his face and saw some clear pre-cum and some pieces of lint. Putting it up to his nose, he inhaled the musky aroma and dripped another ounce of pre-cum over his hairy navel. He stuck his finger in his mouth and rolled the lint on his tongue. "Man, I love the taste of pre-cum. I smell awesome," he groaned. He took his left hand and moved it up his abdomen. He had a nice abdomen. Not completely chiseled, but firm as a rock. His hair snaked up from his navel to his chest where it spread wide across his upper body. "I am a hot, hairy guy," he crowed. He took his left hand and pinched his left tit, covered with nice light brown crisp hairs. He rubbed his hand all through his chest, just luxuriating in the hairy forest on his body. All the while, his right hand started moving in a steadily faster pace over his 9-inch rod. He put his left hand behind his head and saw the brown brillo pad of hair in his left arm-pit. He inhaled his aroma. He had just showered after practice, and he didn't put on any deodorant. He smelled clean and natural. "Man, I am one huge quarterback stud. If I were a gay guy, I would be all over me." He was having these thoughts more and more. He still liked to fuck pussy, and he loved being worshiped by women. But he couldn't get naked men out of his mind while having sex. He loved being a man: being a hairy, long-dicked guy, and he loved being around guys. He had his eye on several guys on the team, but he never made a move. He was always semi-erect in the locker room. Which given the size and girth of his dick, and given the force of gravity, meant that he would walk around with about 7 thick inches flopping downward. He was as hung as the most of the black guys on the team, and he liked that. Big, hot horny football studs. And he quarterbacked them. He loved being a man. Lost in his thoughts, he heard the door knock. "I didn't order room service," he thought. He went to the door naked, with his dick traveling 9 inches in front of the rest of him. He looked out the peephole and saw his teammate Jason, a cornerback on the team. Jason was 29-years old, and he was getting married this summer, and he was becoming a media celebrity. He was in all of the fitness magazines, and he had a great body. Kerry often thought about him while jerking off or while banging a broad. He especially thought about Jason when a hot guy with a chiseled face went down on his joint. He fantasized about kissing a pretty man, and he had not done so yet. Jason's image always popped into Kerry's mind when he thought about actually making love to a man. He grabbed the hotel robe and he covered himself. (As best as a hotel robe can cover a 6'5" quarterback.) He tied it around the waist, and his dick was hidden in the folds, but the robe was wide open up top, leaving his nicely furred chest exposed. And the sleeves were too short, revealing his muscular forearms, covered with a light coating of brown hair. Even looking like a misfit wearing a robe 3 sizes too small, Kerry was a major stud. "What's up, Jason?" Kerry yelled through the door. "Can I come in, man? I am having some pre-game jitters, and I am sick of the media hounding me." "Sure think, dude. I am just kicking back watching some TV." Kerry opened the door and he paid close attention to Jason's reaction. Jason's eyes bulged when he saw Kerry in that skimpy robe. "Whose robe is that, man? Your chick's?" Jason teased him. "No, Jase. It is the hotel's. I was just lying back buck naked watching some mindless TV." "Don't let me interrupt." Jason said, perhaps a bit too excited. "I just wanted somewhere to hang for a while." His eyes went toward the jacuzzi in the hotel bathroom. "In fact, let's hang out in the jacuzzi and relax. You are already dressed for it. Or should I say undressed for it." Kerry, intrigued, agreed and started the water. Jason started to strip down. First thing that came off that 6'2", 210-lb frame was his shirt. Kerry's eyes bulged when he saw Jason's arms raised peeling off the tight T-shirt over his head, covering his face. Kerry started drooling. Jason had a perfect chest. He flashed back to the first time he saw Jason in the locker room. Lean and muscular, with some brown hair usually surrounding each nipple and a thin thatch of brown hair in the middle of his pecs. However, today, Jason's chest was smooth. "Dude, why did you shave your chest?" Kerry asked, being a bit bold, but wanting to steer the conversation to his favorite topic - Jason's body. Jason kicked off his shoes. "I am doing some photo shoots, and the muscle mags seem to like a smooth, hairless chest. They let me keep the hair in my pits, but they trim them so it's not too bushy. I hate that. They itch after you get your pits trimmed." Jason got the shirt over his head and threw it on the ground. Speaking about the itch, Jason scratched under his right pit. He then stood up straight and unbuckled his jeans. His hands were right on his navel, which still had some brown hairs. "They let me keep a the hair below my belly button, but they make me shave above my navel to show off the six-pack." Jason started to bend down and remove his jeans. He was wearing gray boxer briefs, which were clinging to his thighs. Kerry's eyes went to Jason's navel and downward. He followed the treasure trail to the Calvin Klein waistband. Jason pulled off his socks. "Sorry, man. My feet stink. Let's hop in the jacuzzi quickly." Jason turned around and bent over to pick up all of his clothes to throw them on the bed. Kerry saw that beautiful round ass. Two solid mounds of flesh, smooth as a baby's bottom - but this was no baby's bottom. Kerry could see the dark hair in the ass-crack. He even thought he saw Jason's rosebud. Kerry started to firm up again. He also thought he caught a glimpse of Jason's piece. Was Jason hard? Kerry wondered if this was just his imagination. Jason plopped into the Jacuzzi and Kerry could see his sculpted upper body and his beautifully angular face. Jason's full lips curled into a smile as he said, "come on in, Kerry. The water is so HOT that your big balls will hang toward your knees." "So you noticed I have big balls?" Kerry asked as he disrobed. In jest, he grabbed his sac and squeezed it to show his balls. He also flicked his dick with his other hand. He was getting hard, but he wanted to turn this into a game, in case he was misreading the signals from Jason. "Yeah, Kerry. I wondered if you were actually half-black. You are built and hung like a black man. You look like a fucking linebacker, not a quarterback." "Well, my Daddy did give me a big cock. And I am hard as a rock after grabbing my balls. Is there room in that hot tub for you, me, and my rod?" "Sure, man. Bring it in." Jason stood up. "After all, there is already room enough for my rod." Kerry was right. Jason had a raging boner. His cock was thinner than Kerry's, about 7 «-inches long, cut, and sticking straight out. Surrounding it was a forest of black pubes, which looked even more dense since his chest and belly were shaved completely smooth. Jason continued. "I heard from some of the guys on the team, that you are one major horn-god. That your cock knows no boundaries. That you will let anyone suck that monster. Well, dude, I want to try it. Do you mind?" "Mind?" Kerry exclaimed. "Of course not, dude. Have at it." Kerry stepped into the tub and sad on the side, next to Jason. They each grabbed the other's monster and started stroking. Kerry leaned into Jason's face and looked directly into his eyes. Jason's mouth was wide open, in awe of the specimen in front of him. They kissed. Kerry's tongue swabbed the back of Jason's teeth. Jason grabbed Kerry's dick harder. Kerry took his free hand and placed it on the back of Jason's head and started to play with his hair, while mauling his mouth with his tongue. Jason started fighting back. He closed his mouth a bit and starting nibbling on Kerry's lower lip. He then took his tongue and rammed it into Kerry's mouth. Kerry continued to stroke Jason's cock, while Jason pulled back for air. "Wow, man," Jason gasped. You are one hot stud. I have wanted to do this for 2 years. "Let me at your cock." "Be careful, Jase," Kerry implored. I am almost ready to come. "You waste no time, do you stud?" Jason laughed. Jason opened up his mouth and placed his lips around the big mushroom head of Kerry's monster. Kerry almost lost it. Jason then slammed his face into Kerry's bush - he deep throated him just like that. "I take it you've done this before," Kerry joked. Jason grunted and continued to devour Kerry's rod. Kerry placed his hands on Jason's brown hair and looked into Jason's eyes. Kerry was falling in love with this beautiful muscle stud who was eating his piece. Kerry was reaching the point of no return. He pushed Jason off his rod, and both started stroking. They both shot milk everywhere. Kerry's hairy chest was covered with cum. Jason's hands were white with jism. Jason started smearing the cum all over Kerry's hairy body, while Kerry couldn't get enough of Jason's mouth. Jason looked in the mirror and saw Kerry's ass, covered in brown hair, with a forest of brown curls in the crack. He was getting some ideas as Kerry's hands were grabbing at Jason's ass. Kerry said, "Let's kick back and relax and get recharged. We have a lot of plays to run." Jason said, "I think I want some backdoor action. I have been eyeing your muscular hairy ass, and I want to eat out your hole." "Fine," Kerry agreed, "as long as I can plow your ass with my cock." "If you do me," Jason proposed, "then I should try and do you." "If you let me fuck your pretty butt, Jason," Kerry bargained, "then you can stick whatever you want up my ass." "I will hold you too that, stud," Jason grinned, as he slouched down into the hot tub. Just then, the two heard a noise coming from the hotel room door. "Dudes, what's up?" "Shit," said Kerry. "I must have left the hotel door open. I hope they didn't hear anything." "It's me, T. Can I come in?" The voice was Tiki, the team's 5'10" 200- lb. running back. "Sure," said Kerry. "Jason and I are sitting in the Jacuzzi. Come on in and join us." Both Kerry and Jason had their eyes on this fine looking, muscular, black stud, with butt cheeks of rock and a cock that was 9 inches soft. "Just when I thought it couldn't get any better than this." Jason mused aloud. To be continued - if anyone likes this or has suggestions, let me know.