Date: Mon, 05 Apr 1999 09:51:53 -0400
Subject: Pete and Stefan

This story is not meant to imply anything about the sexuality of any
of the celebrities mentioned in the story.

The usual caveats apply.  While this is a fantasy, we can always hope! Be
sure to check out the earlier parts of the story for background of the
plot. 

Pete and Stefan - The First Time

Pete Sampras entered the locker room, relieved to have won his first match
at the US Open.  Even though he was only 18, he had moved up quickly in the
rankings, and he hoped a decent showing here would push him even higher.
He knew some of the other guys were out to get him because of his newness
on the pro tour, and he had even overheard a couple of them talking about
how to make him look bad.  It hurt him to know people could be like that,
but he decided to work even harder.  His goal was to become the #1 ranked
player no matter what.  He was going to give it his best for as long as he
could.

The only thing that bothered Pete was his fear that his personal feelings
about other guys might become known to the wrong people.  He had tried to
put these thoughts out of his mind.  He had even done the normal things
other guys his age did.  He asked girls out, had a good time with them, and
was the perfect gentleman with them.  But he could never get those other
thoughts out of his mind -- the thoughts of him being with another guy, of
the two of them jerking off, and, even worse, kissing.  Some mornings Pete
would wake up covered with sweat.  He always had a morning hard on, but on
these occasions his cock seemed even bigger than it usually was, and his
balls ached.  Sometimes, he would start to cry as he thought about what he
really wanted -- to be with another guy.  But he would quickly try to put
it out of his mind.  The thought scared him.

He entered the locker room, and there were only two other jocks there --
Stefan Edberg and Boris Becker.  They were at the top of their games, both
had won some big tournaments, and both were idolized by the fans.  Stefan
was quiet, reserved, polite to a fault, and had nerves of steel on the
court.  Boris was just the opposite -- loud, sometimes abrasive,
occasionally rude, and drove his opponents to distraction when he played.
The two were friends, but Pete could not see how.  And now they were in a
heated fight.  Pete wasn't sure what language they were talking in, but it
wasn't English.  It didn't matter.  It was obvious they were pissed off at
each other.  When Pete walked by, Boris looked up, made some comment in
German at Pete, then started in on Stefan again.  Always the nice guy, Pete
walked up to the two jocks and tried to lighten up the situation.  Once
again, Boris glared at Pete, then spoke to him in English.  "Why don't you
mind your own fucking business, asshole."  Stefan gasped.  Pete responded
by smiling, then saying "It takes one to know one."  Boris lost it.  He
grabbed Pete by the arm and punched him in the stomach.  Pete doubled over
in pain and moaned loudly.  Boris turned and left the locker room, leaving
Pete collapsing on a bench and Stefan in shock over his actions.

Stefan quickly went to Pete and helped him to sit up.  Tears well up in
Pete's eyes, and when he saw the same thing happening to Stefan, he started
crying .  Stefan held Pete in his arms as Pete's tears turned to sobs.  It
had especially hurt that Boris had been one of the guys in Pete's dreams.
Now here he was, having been humiliated by Boris in front of the top-ranked
player on the tour.  He quickly composed himself and pulled himself away
from Stefan's arms, his face streaked by his tears.  Stefan asked Pete if
he was OK, and Pete responded by saying "Oh sure, I just took a punch from
Boris, cried like a baby, and you're asking me if I'm OK.  Are you crazy?"
Stefan, shocked, stood up and quickly moved away, saying "Sorry, I was just
trying to help.  I was hoping we could be friends."  When Pete heard this,
he realized what a jerk he had been.  "I'm sorry, Stefan.  Please don't go.
I--I really need a friend right now."

That moment was the beginning of a great friendship for both young men.
Over the next few weeks, they were almost inseparable while on the tour.
Pete was thrilled to have Stefan show him around, take him to media events
and parties, and just have someone to talk to.  Stefan was also very happy.
He had never made friends easily, and he saw in Pete someone who was like
him -- quiet, strong, and determined.  The only problem was that each of
them harbored a secret.  A secret they were scared to death the other would
find out.  A secret that would ruin them if it ever became public: they
fantasized about each other.  Stefan had never wanted another guy like he
wanted Pete.  Sure, there had been other boys when he was growing up, and
there were other guys on the tour he had bedded, like Boris and Yannick,
but Pete was driving him nuts.  All he could think about at night as he lay
in bed was Pete.

And every evening as Stefan lay sweating in bed, stroking his hard cock as
he thought about being naked with Pete, Pete was doing the same thing.  He
jerked off his huge dick, sweat pouring off his body, as he thought about
kissing Stefan, about running his hands over Stefan's beautiful body, about
...

Pete thought there was a problem.  The problem was he was a virgin.  He had
heard about guys sucking cock and fucking each other, and he wanted to do
both of those things, but he had been so scared for so long, he had just
about given up hope of ever being with another guy.  Little did he know
this was about to change in a big way.

A few weeks later the men's tour was in Australia.  Pete's coach was unable
to be there, nor were his family or agent.  Pete was by himself.  It was
scary, but it was also liberating.  Two nights before play was to begin,
Stefan arrived, and called Pete from his room.  "Hi Pete! Wanna come up and
mess around?"  Pete was thrilled.  "Sure! I'll be right there!"  He left
his room and was in the elevator before he realized he was wearing only a
pair of gym shorts.  "God," Pete thought.  "I hope no one gets on the
elevator."  Fortunately no one did, and he ran from the elevator to
Stefan's room.  When Stefan opened the door, Pete burst in saying "Sorry,
but I was so glad you called that I forgot to put more clothes on."  Then
he realized Stefan was buck naked!  The two jocks looked at each other,
then both burst out laughing.  They laughed until they cried.  Finally,
Stefan put his arm around Pete's shoulder and the two went into the suite's
kitchen.  They helped themselves to beers, then moved out to the private
balcony and flopped onto chairs in the sun.

Neither boy said a word.  Their minds were racing.  Both were scared of
what they wanted to say to each other.  Stefan broke the ice.  He stood up
and moved behind Pete, putting his hands on Pete's shoulders. Electricity
jumped through Pete's sweaty body as he felt Stefan's hot hands.  "How long
have we been friends, Pete?"  The handsome American answered "I guess about
5 months or so, right?"  Stefan continued, "You know I would never do
anything to hurt you.  And I would never ask you to do anything you don't
want to do. But I have to tell you something.  If it upsets you, I'm sorry,
but I can't keep quiet any longer. Pete, I'm gay.  I've known it for a long
time, but you're the first person I've ever told."  Pete was frozen.  He
didn't know what to say or how to respond.  Stefan went on, "The reason I'm
telling you this is because--because--it's because I like you a lot, Pete.
A lot more than just as a friend."  With that, Stefan moved his hands from
Pete's shoulders down to his hairy chest.  He stopped at Pete's large
nipples, letting his fingers massage them and pinch them.  Then he leaned
forward and kissed Pete on the cheek.

Pete remained frozen, scared to death.  Finally, he croaked "Oh God,
Stefan.  I feel the same way about you, man.  I just didn't know how to
tell you."  Tears streamed down his handsome face.  This time, however, he
needed no help.  He stood up and faced Stefan, who was also crying, and the
two handsome boys embraced, their lips crushing each other, their tongues
tasting their buddy's warm jock saliva.  Pete could feel Stefan's hardon
against his shorts, and his own prick was aching for release. Stefan took
Pete by the hand and the two young hunks went back into the room.  Stefan
led Pete to the bed, then dropped to his knees, running his hands over
Pete's incredibly hairy teenage legs.  He had wanted to feel the boy's
hairy body against his for so long.  Now here he was actually doing it!  He
looked up to see Pete's shorts tented out in front, the hairy jock's
massive cock obviously ready for action.  Stefan hooked his fingers into
the elastic of Pete's shorts and pulled the flimsy material down his legs.
When his cock was freed, it flopped obscenely up against his hairy stomach
then hung in a free-standing erection, precum oozing from the exposed head.

Stefan was in heaven!  He knew it would be great to be with Pete, but this
was even better than his best fantasy.  Wasting no time, Stefan stood up
and the two of them got onto the bed.  Stefan crawled between Pete's legs
and grabbed the dark-haired jock's enormous cock, fisting it, then lowering
his mouth to it and deepthroating the entire 9 inches in one try.  Pete
gasped in amazement and at the incredible sensation this caused over his
whole body.  He spread his legs as wide as he could, groaned loudly, then
put his hands behind his head, sniffed his raunchy armpits, and looked down
his hairy chest and stomach to watch the beautiful blond jock make love to
him.

Pete could feel his balls churning, and he didn't want to cum yet.  He
pulled Stefan off his cock, and a big Sampras grin spread across his face
as he saw the long stream of precum that connected his wet cock to Stefan's
chin.  What a hot sight!  Stefan raised himself up, then pressed his mouth
against Pete's.  The two humpy young jocks kissed like crazy.  Their sweaty
chests mashed each other.  Their hard cocks humped each other's stomachs.
And they loved the feel of each other's hairy jock legs.  Stefan looked
into Pete's eyes, then with tears in his own he said "Pete, I think I'm in
love with you."  Pete choked up, but managed to blurt out "Oh fuck, Stefan.
I love you, too."  They two boys continued to kiss and make out with
unbridled passion.

Soon, Pete was on top of Stefan.  He looked down an the Swede's incredible
body -- hairy armpits, smooth chest, large nipples, hairy stomach, large
balls, huge cock ("God, it's almost as big as mine!  It must be at least 9
inches!"), and gorgeous legs.  Stefan was so blond that his legs didn't
appear hairy until you got up close.  Then you could see the thick, blond
fur covering his calves and thighs.  Pete made love to Stefan, kissing and
licking his entire body, then sucking his cock, savoring the flavor of
Stefan's precum and sweat, realizing he had waited too long to do this.

Stefan could feel the cum rising his balls, and, not wanting to blow his
wad yet, he pulled Pete off his cock.  The two jocks kissed some more, then
Stefan asked Pete if he could fuck him.  Pete responded with a quick "Fuck,
yes!  I've thought about you doing me for so damned long!  Yeah, Stefan,
FUCK ME!"  Stefan smiled that beautiful smile of his, then told Pete to get
on his hands and knees.  When Pete was in position, Stefan buried his face
in Pete's hairy, sweaty crack.  Pete gasped as he felt Stefan's tongue work
over his ass, then probe his virgin asshole.  When he had slobbered all
over it, Stefan pressed a finger against the tiny, tight muscle.  Pressing
harder, he forced his way in past the second knuckle, then buried the
entire finger in Pete's teenage butt.  Pete grunted, and Stefan told him to
relax.  "Easy for you to say!"  Pete responded.

Soon, however, Stefan was working two, then three fingers in and out of
Pete's horny ass, and Pete was groaning and begging for more.  Not one to
disappoint a friend in need, Stefan spit on his throbbing erection, jacked
himself off a bit, then pressed the head of his massive cock against Pete's
hungry hole.  "Are you ready, stud?  Do you want me to fuck you?"  asked
Stefan.  "Yeah.  Do it!  Fuck my jock ass!  FUCK ME NOW!"  As Pete pushed
out, Stefan pressed hard, burying almost half of his dick in Pete's virgin
butt.  Pete screamed at the pain, and Stefan stopped, but Pete yelled at
him to keep going.  His blond lover pushed again, stuffing the rest of his
erection up the hairy teenager's asshole.  "Oh fuck, you're really tight,
baby!  God, you have a GREAT ass, Pete."  Stefan pulled his cock all the
way out, then shoved it in again, causing Pete to squeal some more.  "Fuck
me, Stefan.  Oh God, YEAH!  FUCK MY ASS."

Stefan pulled his dripping cock out of Pete's hole, then turned the hairy
kid over, grabbed his hairy young legs, spread them wide, then started
fucking him missionary style.  Stefan wanted to watch Pete's face while he
made love to him.  He wasted to see the kid's hairy, sweaty chest, he
wanted to lick those raunchy young armpits, he wanted to see Pete stroke
his enormous erection.  He loved the feel of the young jock's incredibly
hairy legs against his own sweaty torso as he fucked his hairy stud ass.
Pete was on fire.  He couldn't believe how hot and turned on he was.  He
had known it would be great, but never in his wildest dreams had he
imagined it would be like this.  As Stefan leaned toward him, Pete grabbed
at the back of Stefan's neck and pressed their mouths together.  They
slobbered on each other's heavy beard stubbles, Stefan continuing to plow
Pete's tight young ass.  Pete could feel the cum boiling in his nuts, and
he pushed Stefan back up so he could stroke his huge erection.

Both boys were sweating profusely.  Stefan pounded Pete's hot asshole with
his 9-inch jockmeat, and Pete jerked off his own 10-inch prick.  They were
raunch rapping at each other, Pete taking the lead, obscenities flying out
of his mouth as he reached greater and greater sexual highs.  Suddenly, his
balls let loose.  He yelled at Stefan that he was going to shoot.  "FUCK,
HERE IT CUMMMMMS.  I'M GONNA SHOOOOOT!"  Stefan yelled back at his young
lover, "YEAH, cum for me you tight-asset young stud.  CUMMMMM BABY!"
Pete's cock exploded, with volley after volley of virgin jock juice flying
all over himself.  His stomach and chest, his face, his hair.  Still more
cum on his arm and on his gorgeous blond lover.  He continued to rub his
hairy jock legs against Stefan as his cock let loose with still more jism.

As Pete finished shooting his load, Stefan pulled his throbbing prick out
of Pete's ass.  Pete grabbed it and fisted it, pulling Stefan off in just a
few seconds.  "Oh yes.  OH YESSSS!  I'M CUMMINGGGG!  FUUUCK!"  Stefan's
balls unleashed a gallon of jock cream, spray after spray hitting Pete's
face and chest, then his own sweat-soaked tennis stud body.  He lay back on
the bed, his hairy jock legs spread wide.  Pete couldn't let the
opportunity pass.  Still hard, he crawled between Stefan's legs, pressed
his teenage cock against the blond's hairy crack, then shoved hard.  Only a
few inches made it into Stefan's ass, and the handsome Swede screamed in
pain, then realizing what was happening, he relaxed his ass muscles, and
told Pete to do it.  "Fuck me, you hairy bastard!  Fuck my hot ass!"  Pete
pushed again, this time burying all 10 inches up his lover's hot hole.
Soon they were in sync, a virtual fucking machine.  Pete plowed Stefan's
incredible ass, sweat pouring off his hairy body onto his blond lover's own
sweaty torso.  He looked down and saw Stefan's cock at full erection, and
he grabbed it and jerked him off as he continued to fuck him.

Within minutes, Stefan's cock was splashing the two of them with his second
load of the afternoon.  While he was still shooting, Pete jerked his prick
out of Stefan's tight hole.  "Oh FUUUUUCK!" Stefan groaned at the sudden
emptyness he felt in his asshole.  As he milked the last of his load from
his own shaft, he watched Pete's cock erupt in an even bigger shower than
the first time.  Pete squealed as he came a second time.  Cum was
everywhere.  Both boys were covered in their loads.  Their faces, their
hair, all over their sweaty bods, even their hairy legs!  As they gradually
came down from what were the most incredible highs of both their lives, the
only sounds were the loud breathing from both of them.  After what seemed
like hours, Pete lowered himself onto Stefan.

They kissed passionately again, their bodies squishing their loads between
them, their cocks amazingly still hard!  "I love you, Stefan.  God I love
you so much."  Stefan replied "I love you too, Pete.  We'll always have
something special between us.  I'm sure you'll have other guys, but I hope
there will always be a place for me."  Pete couldn't imagine every being
with another boy right now, but he answered Stefan, "You will always be
special, babe.  You are the first.  No one else can take my cherry now."
Stefan smiled, thinking about the times he had been with Boris, realizing
that, even though Boris was incredibly hot and loved to fuck, he was not
the in same league with Pete.  Pete was truly special, and Stefan was very
happy to have been Pete's first love.


Pete and Stefan II - The Story Continues

As the months went by, Stefan and Pete's friendship grew and their love for
each other remained strong.  It was obvious that both boys would meet
others and be sexually attracted to them.  The two had a discussion early
on, and Stefan insisted that Pete not feel tied to one sex partner.  At
first it was hard for Pete to understand this, but he learned to appreciate
the freedom Stefan had given him, and his respect for the handsome blond
increased.  The 5-year difference in their ages didn't seem important.
After all, Stefan was as able as Pete to keep it up and go at it again and
again, sometimes four or five times without stopping for rest.  Likewise,
Stefan was amazed at Pete's seemingly endless supply of energy, both on and
off the tennis court.

After Stefan had beaten Pete in the final of a match in Cincinnati, the two
were collapsing in the locker room.  The temperature had been in the high
90's, with high humidity, and the two jocks were physically exhausted.
They had stripped off their sweat-soaked clothes and were sitting naked on
a bench.  Despite their tiredness, they were both sporting semi-woodies,
and each boy looked at his buddy's sweaty, hairy body.  Pete was the first
to act, putting his hand on Stefan's crotch, squeezing his uncut cock and
stroking him to a full 9-inch erection.  Stefan moaned and leaned back
against the lockers, spreading his hairy young legs and offering Pete
better access to his crotch.  Pete moved forward and pressed his lips
against Stefan's and he continued to jerk off his lover.  Both studs were
startled to hear a familiar voice say, "Well isn't his a cute little
sight."

There stood Boris Becker, wearing only a pair of gym shorts, his hand
thrust into them, playing with himself.  The smile on his face told them he
was turned on by what he was watching.  Behind him were two of his fuck
buddies -- Magnus Larsson and Todd Woodbridge -- also giving their
crotches a workover.  Boris dropped his shorts, freeing his throbbing
8-inch cock, which was already drooling precum.  He walked over to where
Pete and Stefan were sitting, his prick inches from Stefan's face.  "I
figured you two might be having some fun in here.  So when Todd and Magnus
joined me in the other players' lounge, I told them we might see some
action in here."  By now, Todd had pulled off his clothes, revealing a
gorgeous young body, with a thick, uncut dick and large, hairy balls
hanging between two incredibly hairy jock legs.  Pete had never seen Todd
naked before, and he was instantly attracted to the hot young Aussie.
Likewise, Magnus quickly undressed, the tall Swede uncovering a beautiful,
hairy bod, with a long hard cock.

Within seconds, the five young studs were all over each other, kissing,
stroking, and licking each other's hard bodies, aching pricks, and eager
mouths.  Stefan and Magnus were really going at it, the two hot Swedes
sucking tongues, humping their straining cocks against their hairy
stomachs, their sweaty hands probing their wet ass cracks.  Not two feet
away were Boris, Pete, and Todd, a mass of muscle, sweat, and erections,
moaning as they began what would be an incredible love-making session.

Stefan and Magnus separated long enough to check out the other three, then
Stefan said, "Hey guys, let's do a circle jerk!"  It took a few seconds for
the others to respond, but Boris, Pete, and Todd quickly pulled apart, and
stood facing the two Swedes, all five boys fisting their hardons.  As they
formed a tight circle, they stroked their cocks and started raunch rapping,
turning each other on to new highs.  Free hands stroked sweaty chests,
pinched sensitive nipples, probed sweaty cracks, and hairy legs rubbed
against other hairy legs.  The smell of sweat and precum was almost
overpowering.  All five boys were drenched in perspiration, their armpits
soaked and raunchy.  What a fucking sight!

Stefan was the first to shoot, and his big cock squirted shot after shot of
creamy jock juice on his buddies as the others cheered him on.  As Stefan's
orgasm subsided, Boris let loose.  With a loud "Oh FUUUUUUCK!" the handsome
German stud started blowing his wad all over himself and Pete, who stood
directly across from him.  Pete lost it, yelling obscenities at Boris and
feeling his own balls getting ready to unload.  He watched Boris continue
to shoot, realizing how hot the 22-year old was, and forgetting how badly
Boris had treated him just a few months earlier.  Boris milked his
still-hard cock of the last remaining drops of his young load, letting them
drip onto his hairy legs, his fist and arm coated with his load.

Then it was Pete's turn, and the young kid didn't disappoint the others.
His massive prick sprayed the others with shot after shot of hot cum.
Aiming his dick right at Todd, Pete blasted two huge moneyshots on the cute
stud, splattering his sweaty chest and handsome face with his load.  Stefan
reached out and yanked hard on Pete's right nipple, causing the teenager to
actually cum a second time.  As the others watched in amazement, Pete's
cock continued shooting his jock load on himself and them.  While Pete was
still cumming, Magnus mouthed a loud "Oh SHIT! I'm cumming.  Here it
CUMMMMMS!"  The others watched the super hairy Swede's fist fly up and down
the big 8-inch shaft, then cheered as he started shooting.  The handsome
blond grunted as a steady stream of jism squirted from his throbbing cock,
coating his hand, his chest, and Stefan, who stood next to him.  The
beautiful 19 year old spread his hairy legs wide and shoved a finger up his
ass as he continued to blow his load.

Finally, with the others' cocks already blown, it was up to Todd to
complete the orgy.  As the others stood facing him, the hot youngster
spread his hairy legs, raised his free hand behind his head so he could
smell and taste his raunchy armpit, then beat his meat with a frenzy.
Magnus was overcome with lust, watching the cute 18 year old jerk off, and
the other boys found themselves turned on again.  Todd fisted his meat for
a couple of more minutes, then, releasing his cock and putting both hands
behind his head, he screamed loudly and grunted as his 8-1/2 inch shaft
let loose with an unbelievable orgasm.  None of the others had ever seen
such a hands-free eruption before.  Todd's cum flew everywhere, on all of
them.  As his cock finally quit shooting, he fell back onto a bench,
collapsing from exhaustion.  He was still hard, but his young body was worn
out.

Before anyone could say a word, Stefan knelt between Todd's hairy jock legs
and buried the kid's throbbing prick in his hot mouth.  Todd moaned in
approval as Stefan sucked his cock and stroked his super-tanned tennis-boy
legs.  Behind them, Pete, Boris and Magnus were fucking in an incredible
3-way.  It was Pete's first threesome, and he was incredibly hot.  He
buried his shaft in Boris' tight, hot asshole, and started fucking the
horny German.  He leaned forward, pressing his lips against Boris', and
soon the two jocks were trading warm saliva, their tongues licking each
other's heavy beard stubble.

As Pete fucked Boris, Magnus pressed his cock against Pete's ass, then
asked Pete if he was ready.  Pete turned his head around to respond, but
found Magnus' mouth meeting his own, and they kissed hard, slobber dripping
off each of their faces.  Magnus pushed his cock into Pete's asshole, and
the younger boy squealed at the initial pain, but soon was yelling at the
hairy Swede to fuck him hard.

It was only a few minutes before the five boys began cumming again.  Boris
yelled at Pete and Magnus to shoot their loads on him, and the two gorgeous
teenagers knelt beside him, fisting their cocks over him.  Boris blasted
first, then Pete and Magnus let loose at the same time.  As the three
blasted their creamy loads on each other, Stefan and Todd screamed, and the
others watched as the two humpy jocks shot spray after spray of hot jock
juice on themselves and each other.

The five boys were truly exhausted, and only Pete and Todd still sported
erections.  Pete and Magnus kissed lovingly, while Boris joined them.  Todd
and Stefan held each other as their massive loads dripped down their chests
and legs, the sound of their heavy breathing the only thing either one
could hear.  Boris looked at the other handsome studs and told them "This
is so fucking hot!" and the others moaned their agreement.  Pete thought
about haw far he had come in terms of acting on his feelings these past
months.  It hadn't been that long ago that he was a virgin. Now he accepted
and relished the fact that he was gay.  He knew he would always love Stefan
for introducing him to his new life, always cherish the moments they had
together.  But he also realized how hot it could be to have sex with others
besides Stefan.  He looked at Magnus and let his eyes roam over the hairy
blond stud's body.  Then he did the same to Boris and Todd.  He thought
that Todd was about the hottest looking stud he had ever met, and decided
he wanted to get to know him a lot better.

This was the first of many hot times for the five boys, as well as for many
others who would join them in the months and years ahead.  Tennis jocks!


Pete and Stefan III - The Big Party

When Stefan announced his retirement from the ATP Tour, the other guys were
stunned.  He seemed to still be at the top of his game.  He had won a
number of tournaments during the year.  It was as if everyone thought
Stefan would be around forever.  Pete was really down.  Even though Stefan
told him over and over again that they would still have lots of times
together, Pete found it hard to deal with.

During the Australian Open, there were many parties, as usual.  The Aussies
love to party, often the louder and wilder the better.  And few could party
any harder than the two Woodies and Poo (that's Woodbridge, Woodforde, and
Philippoussis).  On the night before play was to start, Stefan had invited
a large group of guys to his hotel room.  By 8 o'clock, the party was in
full swing, with handsome guys everywhere, most of them wearing just shorts
and polo shirts.  As luck would have it (or maybe it was divine
providence), the hotel air conditioning system crashed, and before long the
room was very hot.  Everyone was sweating, and the boys were soon peeling
off their shirts.  There were more than a few horny dudes in the room, and
the nearly naked bodies were having quite a reaction on a bunch of the
guys.

In fact it was Pete who got things started.  Surrounded by Michael Chang,
Boris Becker, Carlos Moya, and Tim Henman, Pete felt his dick hardening.
All the sweaty stud flesh was getting to him.  Thank goodness he had worn a
jock.  His cock felt like it was being strangled, but at least Chang and
Moya couldn't see any telltale signs.  He had made it with Boris many
times, and he had heard from Stefan that Tim was gay.  But he didn't know
about Carlos, and Michael was famous for his heavy Christian comments.  In
fact, he wasn't sure why Stefan had invited Michael, since the guy would
probably condemn them all to hell and bolt from the room as soon as he saw
any signs of gay action.

As his thoughts turned to the other boys, Pete glanced down, only to see
Henman's shorts, tented out obscenely from an obvious large erection.  Pete
slowly looked up Tim's smooth, sweaty chest, and then the two jocks locked
eyes.  Tim winked at Pete.  Pete couldn't believe it.  Tim was so hot!  The
other guys around them, and the rest of the room as well, were all talking
so loudly, that he hoped no one else noticed what was going on between Tim
and himself.  It was Michael who suddenly excused himself to use the
restroom.  Then Boris and Carlos moved away to get some beer.  Now it was
just Pete and Tim -- alone.  Tim smiled at Pete and said "Man, it's hot in
here, isn't it?"  Pete responded with a telling comment, "Yeah, it is.  And
I bet it's going to get even hotter."

Tim wasted no time.  He reached out and grabbed Pete's crotch, feeling up
the hairy jock's basket.  As he squeezed the straining pouch, Tim moved his
hand over Pete's enormous erection and large balls.  He looked into Pete's
eyes and smiled.  "Christ, it's even bigger than I imagined."  Pete
returned the favor, groping Tim's tented shorts and stroking the Brit's
throbbing shaft.  "You're pretty damn big yourself."

It was obvious to both of them that they needed to go somewhere more
private, so they squeezed through the crowd and went to one of the
bedrooms.  It was empty.  The two boys embraced, wrapping their arms around
each other, their lips fighting for control, tongues probing hot, young
mouths.  Pete could feel Tim's hardon pressing against his own, and Tim
loved the feel of Pete's hairy chest rubbing against his own smooth torso.
Tim spoke first.  "I have to see you naked, Pete.  I've wanted to do this
for so fucking long I can't stand it."  Tim peeled off his gym shorts, his
large, uncut dick slapping his hairy stomach.  Pete wasted no time either.
He shoved his shorts down his hairy legs and stepped out of them.  Then he
hooked his thumbs into the elastic waistband of his jockstrap and worked it
down his ass and crotch.  When his cock was free, it flopped into a
free-standing erection, precum drooling from the tip.

Tim dropped to his knees, covering Pete's super hairy calves and thighs
with kisses.  The handsome Brit licked the sweaty jock flesh, savoring the
taste and texture of Pete's furry legs.  He then worked his way up to
Pete's crotch, licking his balls, then slobbering all over the thick
10-inch shaft.  Pete moaned in pleasure, then grunted loudly as Tim took
half, then all of his massive cock into his throat.  He looked down his
sweaty chest to see Tim's nose buried in his pubes, then watched as the
horny stud pulled back to the tip and went down again, and again, and
again, and again, all the while stroking Pete's incredible legs.  As he
continued deepthroating Pete's cock, Tim moved a hand between the
American's legs, finding his super hairy crack, then probing his tight,
sweaty hole.  With first one, then two, then three fingers, Tim worked over
Pete's asshole, finger fucking his friend as he continued to suck his cock.

Pete was as turned on as he had ever been.  He yelled at Tim to keep after
his butt.  "Oh fuck, yeah, finger my hole, Tim, finger me!  Oh shit!  God,
you're so fucking hot!"  Pete pinched his nipples with one free hand.  He
raised the other over his head and smelled and tasted his raunchy pit,
turning him on even more.  He could feel his balls churning, almost at the
point of no return, when, suddenly, the door to the bedroom crashed open,
and Boris and Carlos ran into the room, and started making out, just before
they realized someone else was already there.

As the two hunks looked over to see Tim sucking Pete, Carlos smiled and
asked Pete if they could join the fun.  Tim pulled off Pete's cock, a long,
thick rope of slobber and precum dangling form Pete's cockhead to Tim's
chin.  The other boys loved it, and gave him a hard time, then went to work
on each other.  Boris and Carlos dropped to the floor in a hot 69, both
boys spreading their hairy legs wide so they could have full access to
their crotches and cracks.  Their throbbing, uncut cocks slid easily down
each other's throats, and they stroked their buddy's hairy cracks and legs
as they deepthroated their erections.

Meanwhile, Tim had pushed Pete onto his back.  As he grabbed hold of Pete's
hot legs and spread them wide, he pressed his 9-inch boner against Pete's
asshole.  Pete yelled at Tim to fuck his butt, and Tim wasted no time in
complying.  He pushed hard, burying almost half of his uncut prick up the
hairy stud's ass.  Pete squealed at the initial pain, but was soon begging
for more.  "Come on, man, give it to me.  Fuck me hard, baby."  Tim shoved
the rest of his cock up Pete's hole, then started pounding his friend's
hairy ass, sweat pouring off his handsome face and smooth chest onto Pete's
glistening torso.  He leaned forward, burying his face in Pete's armpit,
almost choking from the intense smell and taste of the raunchy jock flesh,
then moved to his nipples, kissing and chewing each one as he continued to
plow Pete's ass.  Pete wrapped his hairy jock legs around Tim, then pulled
Tim's face to his own, and the two studs kissed hard, slobbering all over
each other.

Boris and Carlos were not far behind Pete and Tim.  As Carlos lay on his
side, Boris fucked him from behind, the muscular German's hard cock
pummeling the hot Spaniard's hairy jock ass.  Carlos cried out for more.
"Fuck me, Boris!  Harder, yes, fuck me, YESS.  FUCK MEEEEE!"  Boris pounded
Carlos' hot butt.  Faster and harder.  Deeper and fuller.  The four boys
were really hot now, and ...

CRASH!  The door flew open again.  This time, in ran Todd Woodbridge, Mark
Philippoussis, and Michael Chang, all three drunk as skunks and horny as
hell.  The other boys froze in mid-fuck as the three newcomers closed the
door and pulled off their clothes, oblivious to the four boys already in
the room.  None could believe Michael, who was the first to get naked, his
sweaty jock body glistening with sweat and his hard young cock at its full
6 inches.  Mark and Todd were close behind, both jocks now naked and
sporting impressive hardons.

It was Todd who noticed the others.  "Uh, guys, we're not exactly alone in
here."  Todd and Michael looked around, and it was Michael, who though
inebriated, still managed to croak out a loud "Oh shit".  But Mark wasn't
going to let this stop the three of them.  He dropped to his knees and
easily deepthroated Michael's dick, reaching up to pinch the hot jock's
sensitive nipples.  That was enough to get Michael's mind back onto sex.
Soon Chang was moaning in delight at Poo's accomplished deepthroating
skills.  Behind Michael, Todd moved into position, pressing his thick
8-incher against Michael's tiny ass, and shoving part of it into the tight
chute.  Chang cried out in pain.  Only he knew how long it had been since
he was last fucked -- 2 years to be exact -- and God it hurt, but God he
wanted it more than anything else right now.

Watching this had really put the other four into overdrive.  Boris fucked
Carlos with renewed vigor, and Tim was really plowing into Pete.  The four
were trash talking, sweat pouring off their hot jock bodies.  Carlos and
Pete stroked their throbbing erections, feeling the jism start to boil in
their aching balls.  It was Boris, as usual, who was the first to cum.  He
pulled his cock out of Carlos' tight ass and jerked it off.  With a scream,
he started shooting all over his Spanish jock-lover.  As his load splashed
Carlos chest and face, Carlos yelled that he was cumming, too.  Boris
grabbed his lover's cock and pulled him off.  The handsome stud sprayed cum
everywhere.  All over himself and Boris, and even on Pete and Tim.  He came
more than he had ever done before.  When he was finished, Boris lay on top
of him, the two hunk kissing hard, their hot loads squishing between their
sweaty chests and stomachs.

Things couldn't get much hotter, right?  Wrong!  As Carlos and Boris made
out, it was Tim and Pete's turn.  The two jocks didn't disappoint the
others.  As Tim continued fucking Pete's hot ass, Pete fisted his enormous
cock, faster and faster, sweat pouring off his hairy body.  He grunted
loudly, "Oh, FUCK, I'm fucking CUMMING!"  Tim froze as Pete's balls
unleashed a torrent of cum, spraying himself and Tim with shot after shot
of hot jock juice.  Still more cum, at least six, then seven, then eight
money shots.  Tim had never seen anyone shoot so much cum!  God, he
thought, this stud is awesome!  He had heard from Stefan that Pete was an
incredible lover, but he had never imagined he would be so fucking hot.

Tim pulled his cock from Pete's butt, peeled off the condom, then fisted
his aching prick.  It was Pete, however, who took charge, grabbing Tim's
cock and pulling him off.  "Yeah, baby, shoot your load!  Cum for me you
gorgeous stud!  Come on, fucker, blow your big wad all over my hairy body!
Yeah, cum on me! I wanna taste your load, baby!"  Tim felt his balls churn,
then his cock lurched, growing another inch, then blasting shot after shot
of creamy juice all over Pete and himself, as Pete continued to jerk him
off.  More and still more cum shot from Tim's enormous cock, until finally
his hairy balls were empty.  He fell on top of Pete, and they continued to
make love.  Like Boris and Carlos, their hot chests pressed their creamy
loads together.  But unlike Boris and Carlos, who were physically spent,
Tim and Pete remained horny, their cocks still throbbing as they humped
each other's hairy stomachs and rubbed their gorgeous hairy jock legs
together.

All this was not lost on the others.  It was Michael, still drunk, who
shouted profanities, grabbed his throbbing cock and fisted it in Mark's
face.  Mark taunted the short jock.  "Come on, Mr. Religion, come on, babe.
Shot that hot Christian load all over me.  Oh, yeah, I can tell you're
ready to cum, aren't you, stud!"  Chang responded with a loud "FUUUUUUCK"
as his prick let loose, hosing Mark's face, hair, and chest with his jock
juice.  Mark was surprised with the size of Michael's load, and he licked
his lips, savoring the sweet taste of the stud's cream.  Todd yanked his
cock out of Michael's ass, and, with Mark no longer holding Michael's legs,
the stocky kid collapsed to the floor and immediately blacked out, overcome
with alcohol and sex.

Mark and Todd, however, were not finished.  The handsome Aussies made out
like crazy, running their hands over each other's sweaty jock body.  Mark
had been hot for Todd for years, and likewise Todd had wanted to get it on
with Mark since the young stud had first joined the ATP tour.  As they
kissed and slobbered all over each other, Todd dropped to his knees,
kissing, licking, and stroking Todd's hairy legs, then quickly deepthroated
the Scud Stud's massive cock.  Almost as big as Pete's cock, Mark's dick
was an incredible weapon, one that numerous others on the tour had sampled,
both orally and anally.  Now it was Todd's turn, and the hairy stud wasted
no time in sampling the younger jock's offering.

Like several others on the tour, Todd was married, but made no bones about
the fact that he preferred sex with men.  He and his doubles partner Mark
had done it often over the last several years.  He had also made it with
Stefan and Pete.  But his favorite fuck buddy was Tim.  In fact it was his
first male lover, Stefan, who had introduced him to Tim two years ago.  The
two had hit it off right away, and truly enjoyed being together, not just
for sex.  Now here he was, naked with some of the hottest guys he had ever
met, sucking the enormous cock of the young Aussie standing before him.  He
had just watched Tim and Pete make passionate love.  God, could it get any
better than this?

It was then that Mark pulled Todd to his feet, then pressed his lips
against one of Todd's sensitive nipples.  He then grabbed Todd's hands and
raised them above his head and buried his face in the older jock's gross
armpits, first one, then the other, licking, inhaling, tonguing, smelling,
getting off on the incredible aroma and taste.  All the time, Mark fisted
Todd's thick, uncut 8-incher.  Todd could feel himself getting closer and
closer, until, finally he lost it.

With a shout, Todd announced his orgasm.  Mark stood back, released Todd's
cock, and watched as it started shooting volley after volley of cum.
Seven, eight, nine money shots, all over Mark and himself.  His hairy
chest, crotch, and legs were streaked with his own load.  Not to be
outdone, Mark took matters into his own hands and finished himself off.
The others cheered as the dark, hairy-legged Aussie started cumming.  What
a sight!  There was hot jock jism everywhere.  Himself, Todd, Carlos,
Boris, Tim, and Pete.  He came more than he had ever cum before.  Finally,
his balls drained, he collapsed against Todd, also covered in sweat and
cum, the two handsome jocks kissing hard, their cocks remaining hard and
still oozing the last of their loads.

The boys could hear the party in full swing outside the door.  Each one
knew there would be more sex that evening.  There were other hot guys out
there.  Thoughts of being naked with Stefan, Magnus, Greg, Pat, Jan
Michael, and others raced through their minds. Boris and Carlos kissed
tenderly, then separated, using Boris' shirt to wipe the remaining cum from
their bodies.  Tim and Pete did the same, as did Todd and Mark.  As the six
jocks pulled on their shorts, they chuckled with the realization that
Michael would awake before long, remember what happened, and most likely
run screaming from the hotel suite.  Pete wondered if Michael would
remember to put his shorts on before leaving.  Too bad Michael was so
uptight, Pete thought.  He was obviously a heavy closet case, but also an
incredibly hot stud.

As the boys left the room to join the rest of the party, they didn't notice
Michael open his eyes, a large smile on his face.


		 Pete and Stefan IV - The Party Continues

As the party got on into the evening, things only got hotter.  After the
incredible orgy that went on earlier, it was amazing any of those guys
could even walk, much less be interested in getting it on with each other.
But there they were, still at it, along with all the others, who by now
were either totally naked or wearing no more than gym shorts.

In a corner of the large hotel suite's living room were Jim Courier and
Greg Rusedski, two of the hairiest jocks on tour.  They were watching the
activity, drinking beer after beer, and checking out each other's hot,
sweaty bod and tented shorts.  On another sofa facing them were Stefan,
Pete, and Todd.  These three studs were indeed naked, their dicks
throbbing, as they also enjoyed some cold beer.  Almost as if on cue, Jim
and Greg stood up, peeled down their shorts, freeing their hardons, and
moved together into a full, wet kiss embrace, as their hands stroked the
sweat on their muscular backs and butts.  Greg ground his dick against
Jim's, and the red-haired hunk responded by thrusting his tongue deep into
Greg's mouth.

The display was really getting to the other three boys, who were already
horny.  Stefan had spent the evening up till now making sure his guests
were enjoying themselves.  He had only recently allowed himself to relax,
and despite a quick grope and French kissing session with Gustavo Kuertin,
Stefan's balls were full of pent-up jism.  Watching Courier and Rusedski
make out sent him over the edge, and he reached his hands out to Todd and
Pete, who were sitting on opposites sides of him, grabbing their hard
pricks and fisting the hairy jocks' meat.

Todd returned the favor, stroking Stefan's throbbing uncut cock, while Pete
ran his hands over his lover's sweaty, lightly hairy chest.  The handsome
Swede was in heaven.  There was nothing he liked more than getting it on
with other handsome guys, and Todd and Pete were among his favorites.  Just
a few feet away, Courier had dropped to his knees and ran his hands over
Rusedski's hairy legs.  Greg moaned and begged Jim to suck his cock.  The
handsome American leaned forward and easily deepthroated Greg's 7-inch
prick, burying his nose in Greg's thick pubes.  Again and again and again
and again.  Although the two jocks had never been with each other before,
it was as if they were made for each other.  Jim anticipated Greg's moves,
and just before he was about to shoot his load, Greg pulled his dripping
cock from Jim's mouth and pulled Jim up, kissing him hard, then raising his
arms, burying his face in the hairy raunchy pit.  Jim loved to have his
pits worked over, and Greg was truly awesome.  Jim moaned loudly as Greg
swabbed his pits and moved on to his hairy chest, taking time to nibble and
suck both of Jim's large, sensitive nips.

Greg's hands moved to Jim's crotch, and he jerked his buddy's hard shaft
and pulled on his aching balls.  The sensations were too much for Jim, and
he cried out as his cock erupted.  His load sprayed Greg's chest, stomach,
and crotch.  Pete, Todd, and Stefan watched with arousal as Jim's prick
continued to shoot his creamy jock juice.  When his balls had emptied, Jim
almost collapsed, but Greg held him up, embracing him, and squishing his
massive load on their hairy chests and stomachs.  "That was awesome, Jim.
Fucking awesome, stud!"  Jim, still gasping from his orgasm, managed to
croak out "Fuck, Greg, I haven't cum like that in ages.  You turn me on so
fuckin much, man!  God, you are hot!"  The two jocks continued to kiss and
make out as they collapsed on the sofa, their hairy legs entwined and their
tongues in each other's mouths.

By now, Stefan, Todd, and Pete were unbelievably hot for each other.
Stefan looked at his buddies and said, "Let's do it, guys!"  Todd
immediately knelt between Stefan's hairy jock legs and went down on the
Swede's huge cock, swallowing all 9 inches in one try.  He pulled off the
throbbing dick, then grabbed Stefan's legs, pulling him to the edge of the
sofa, probed his hairy crack with one hand, stroked his legs with his other
hand, and then went back down on his prick.  Not wanting to be left out,
Pete stood up and straddled his lover, flexing his knees and offering his
monster cock to Stefan's mouth.

Stefan looked up to see his hairy young lover towering above him, then
turned his concentration to Pete's cock.  He flicked his tongue against the
large, rosy cockhead, and he was rewarded with a gush of precum from the
slit at the end.  Stefan stroked Pete's hairy balls in one hand, while his
other went straight for Sampras' hungry asshole.  He found it quickly, and
shoved two fingers in hard several times, punching the fucker's prostate,
each time causing Pete's cock to squirt more precum into Stefan's greedy
mouth.

With Pete's cock in his mouth and Todd between his legs sucking his cock,
Stefan was at an incredible high.  Two of the hottest guys on tour were
having sex with him.  It couldn't get any better than this.  Stefan pulled
off Pete's cock, looked up at his lover, and said "I want to fuck you,
baby."  Pete wasted no time.  He quickly stepped down from the sofa.  Todd
pulled of Stefan's prick and watched as Pete dropped to the floor on his
back and spread his hairy legs, pulling his cheeks apart, urging Stefan on.
"Fuck me, stud.  Come on and stick your big cock up this hairy ass."
Stefan stood in front of Todd.  "Get my cock good and wet, man.  Good and
wet."  Todd slobbered all over Edberg's big dick, finally pulling off it,
drool clinging to his chin.

Stefan knelt between Pete's legs, pressed his cock against Pete's asshole,
and shoved his entire shaft into his lover'' ass in one plunge.  "Ohhhhh
fuuuuuuuuuuck!" shouted Pete.  "Shiiiiit, man!  Yeah!  Fuuuuck meeeeee!
Fuck my jock asssss!  Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!"  Each thrust of Stefan's cock
brought moans from Pete.  The two were like a machine.  Of course their
relationship over the years had let them know how to please each other, and
Stefan had learned that Pete loved to be fucked.  And the harder the
better.  He plowed his lover's ass like he had never done before.  In and
out, in and out, in and out, in and out.  His hairy balls banged Pete's
upturned butt, sweat dripped off his handsome face onto Pete's chest, and
he could feel himself getting close to the edge.

Watching this display had turned Todd on big time.  He had never seen two
guys fuck like Pete and Stefan were doing right now.  His cock throbbed,
sweat dripped off his jock body, and his gorgeous hairy legs shook with
anticipation.  He walked to the two lovers and straddled Pete, facing
Stefan.  "Suck my cock, baby," he yelled at Stefan, who complied quickly,
deepthroating the Aussie's big prick, slobber dripping off his chin.  Todd
yanked his cock out of Stefan's mouth and walked around behind the blond
jock.  Getting on his knees, he positioned himself, with his shaft rubbing
Stefan's hairy crack.  The Swede turned around and hissed at Woodbridge
"Fuck me, you stud.  Fill me up with that big cock."

Todd leaned forward and kissed Stefan, then pressed his dick against his
hole, shoving the entire thing up his butt on the first thrust.  As Stefan
cried out in pain, Todd began a slow, deliberate fuck.  He matched Stefan's
pounding of Sampras' young ass stroke for stroke.  As Stefan pulled out of
Pete's butt, Todd would plunge his cock into Stefan's ass.  The three jocks
were sweating like crazy.  Stefan held Pete's hairy legs, kissing and
licking his lover's calves and thighs.  Beneath him, Pete jerked off his
mammoth cock, his large hairy balls bouncing as he pounded his meat.  He
raised his left arm above his head and turned his head, licking as much of
his raunchy pit as he could.

Other guys stood around the three fuckers, cheering them on.  Stefan looked
up to see Jim and Greg, as well as Mark, Boris, Carlos, Tim, Tommy, and
others, all fisting their hardons, kissing each other, stroking each
other's sweaty chests, and getting off watching Todd, Stefan, and Pete
fucking.

It was too much for Stefan, who yelled as his orgasm got close.  He pulled
out of his lover's ass, and Todd did the same to Stefan, the two hunks
jerking off over Pete.  Stefan was the first to cum, and he sprayed shot
after shot of hot juice on his buddy.  Todd quickly followed, his prick
erupting with geyser shots, his load hitting Pete in his chest and face.
Pete opened his mouth, and some of Todd's cum squirted in as he continued
to blast away.

The tennis jocks standing around the trio began to let loose now, and in
less than two minutes, at least seven dudes has shot their loads on Todd,
Stefan and Pete.  But it was Pete who literally saved the best for last.
As he lay on the floor, covered with Stefan's, Todd's, and the others' cum,
he stroked his huge cock faster and faster until his balls unloaded what
had to be his biggest load of cum ever.  It sprayed Stefan and Todd from
head to toe, then continued to shoot on himself and even the hairy legs of
some of the other jocks watching the action.

When he had finished cumming, Pete looked into Stefan's eyes and smiled.
"Thanks, baby. That was truly awesome!  You too, Todd.  I love you both."
Tears welled up in Stefan's eyes and he lowered himself onto Pete's
cum-covered body, the two lovers kissing tenderly as Todd worked his way to
them.  It was soon a three-way kiss, passionate and urgent.  The other guys
moved away to let the three boys have some time to themselves.