Date: Sat, 09 Jun 2012 20:41:23 -0500 (CDT)
From: Stew <sdgrannd@usfamily.net>
Subject: College Adventures of Jon - Part 8

After a sweaty workout at the campus weight room, I am joined in the
lockerroom by another student, who obviously kept his body in great shape.
I casually checked out the hot stud as I started to remove my wet sticky
clothes and I noticed that he was doing the same.

The young man had thick full black hair and brown eyes, with a ruggedly
handsome face. The more I watched the more I was exposed to his hairy
muscular body and thick forest of pubic hair surrounding a nicely
proportioned cock.

"I have not seen you here before, are you a member of the sports program at
this college" the student asked, as he shut his locker and grabbed a towel.

"No, I'm Jon Parker! Just a first year business student, but I fully
support our athletes whenever possible. I was just using the weight room to
keep in shape" I replied as I looped my towel around my neck, giving the
student full view of my naked godlike stature.

"You have great body. Those tree trunks you call arms could really hit a
ball out of the park" the dark featured hunk stated.

"Oh, You play baseball?" I asked, then received an affirmative nod.

"Owen Stick" the student introduced himself.

"I'm a senior, co-captain of the baseball team and English major. However,
I am familiar with the rules of many of the major sports games. What game
are you interested in Jon?" Owen submitted.

"There's only one game that matters Owen. In the game of life I always hit
a home run when it is my turn to bat" I joked, then playfully grabbed my
massive balls with both hands, then swung my big dick like a baseball bat.

"Of that I have no doubt. You are nicely put together. I'll bet the woman
are all over you" Owen replied.

"Who said anything about woman" I stated, then winked at Owen before
heading to the shower area.

After recklessly announcing my sexuality, I had no doubt that Owen would
soon be joining me for some hot wet action.

I had barely stepped into the flow of cascading warm water, when I noticed
Owen strolling up to the shower fixtures next to me.

"Why aren't you on vacation like everybody else?" I asked loudly as the
warm water pounded our naked flesh..

"My parents are paying for my education, anything extra comes out of my
pockets, which are currently empty." Owen replied

as I felt his hand innocently brush against my ass as he gestured.

"If it's any constellation, I'm in the same boat. I suppose I could get a
job, but then I would miss out on much of the campus activities" I admitted
as we lathered up our horny bodies with soap.

I purposely showed off my body to Owen, bending over as I washed my long
legs and giving the baseball captain a view of my home plate, then I turned
towards Owen and kneeled down to wash my feet. When I raised my head, I saw
that Owen had turned his body and now his thick piece of fleshy meat was
literally inches away from my hungry mouth.

I looked up at Owen who stared at me with lust filled eyes.

"You want to suck on my bat and play with my balls, Jon? Owen asked.

Without waiting for an answer Owen stepped forward and forced his hard
flesh between my lips and into my mouth.

"Oh, Yeah! You want my stick don't ya Jon! It's a slider right up the
middle" Owen moaned as he began to fuck my throat with his rock hard
dick. I easily accommodated his thick seven inch cock and savored his
uniquely juicy boner.

"Dam Jon, you are one hot player" Owen said as my hand fondled his large
furry balls. Soon my hands drifted upward until my fingers reached Owen's
thick pecs and spire like nipples. I massaged his chest, while Owen thrust
his growing organ in and out of my warm mouth.

Once I had Owen fully engorged, I let loose of his hard member and stood
up. I turned to the left and placed my hands on the tiled shower wall.  I
spread my legs and pushed my ass outward.

"Ready to hit a grand slam, Owen" I asked.

Without hesitation, Owen wrapped his arms around my chest and slide his
entire organ all the way in my ass. Owen quickly began to pump my crack
with steady strokes. Grunting with each thrust, Owen grabbed my shoulders
and forced his equipment deeper inside me. The baseball captain had much
stamina, as he pounded my hole hard and fast.

Eventually he buckled with passion and spewed his cum all over my ass.

While Owen was seductively washing off the sticky results of our copulation
from my body, we both turned towards the sound of the lockerrom door
opening and realized we were not alone any more. Once we cleaned up and
dressed, Owen whispered to me so the attendant who interrupted our tryst
could not hear.

"Hey!, Jon. I know a private place near by we can go and finish what we
started."

I followed Owen down the hallways to a door located within the
building. Owen used a key to open the door.

"This is a storage room for all the baseball gear" Owen said, as I saw
several large chain link cages filled with a vast variety of baseball
equipment. Owen backed me up against the metal cage and proceeded to remove
my clothes. Eager to satisfy his sexual appetite, Owen inhaled my naked
cock and began to suck me off. I raised my arms and intertwined my fingers
into the links of the cage. The co-captain's individualistic style and
technique soon had my rod burning with ecstasy as I promptly sported a
raging boner. My biological sexual caveman urges brought out my inner
desires, as I grabbed Owen by the shoulders, lifted him up from the floor
and shoved him head first into the chain link fence. Owen grabbed the metal
fencing with his hands while I yanked his shorts to the floor, leaving the
horny baseball player's jockstrap in tact.

I used the straps as reins while I shoved my hot member into Owen's
backdoor and began to fuck his rectum.

Owen held nothing back. His loud whimpering was self evident of my years of
experience, as I drilled my unrelenting monster endowment deep into the
co-captain's cavity.

Soon I had Owen laid out on his back on a nearby desk. Raising his legs
high, I repenetrated his eager hole and contiued my barrage of hard naked
flesh into his combat zone.

The look of satisfaction on Owen's face brought me over the edge and in no
time at all I was exploding the contents of my balls into Owen's wet
tunnel. Then I put on a baseball cap, leaned forward and placed my mouth
over Owen's erect pole. I began to suck on his cock for the second time. A
rapid execution of quick head movements, soon had Owen moaning with
pleasure. My slippery wet mouth was filled with Owen's throbbing tool as I
increased the momentum of my blowjob.


"Yeah, suck my cock, Coach" Owen blurted out in a moment of passion.
"Coach!" I thought. Did this hot young baseball player have carnal feeling
for his coach?

The idea of Owen having explicit sexual desires for his mentor, was the
catalyst that created the eventual orgasmic blast of warm milky cum, which
would eventually flow down my throat After I swallowed Owen's hot load. I
questioned the baseball captain about his obvious obsession with his coach.

In a nut shell, Owen explained.

When Owen was a small boy, he had a crush on the father who was coaching
his little league team. That was when Owen discovered he liked men. When he
was sixteen, a new assistant high school coach, Randy Prank, took an
interest in Owen's dream of being a coach or a sports writer and took him
under his wing. At first the coach was a mentor, who taught Owen the fine
details of baseball. Soon Owen improved his stats and became captain of the
team.

Owen ejoyed the time spent with the attractive assistant coach and often
got a hardon, which wasn't difficult for a young male, who masturbates on a
daily basis.

The coach also noticed, because eventually the pats on Owen's rear end were
becoming more inappropriately long.

One hot saturday afternoon, the coach had an impromptu practice at the high
school ball field. Near the end of practice, Owen accidently tripped on
second base and bruised his ankle.

The coach told the rest of the team to shower up and enjoy the weekend. By
the time the coach helped Owen to the lockerroom, everyone was getting
dressed and dashing out the door.

Soon the coach and Owen were alone and he was applying a cold compact to
his foot.

Ten minutes later, the coach starts to massage Owens foot, while he lay
down on one of the lockerroom benches.

"How's that feel?

"Great! Coach Prank. My hamstring is still a little sore, though"

The coach slides his hands further up Owen's leg and he widens his stance,
allowing the coach to see his hardon.

"Just a little higher, coach" Owen literally moaned.

Soon the coach's hands were reaching into Owen's tented shorts.

"You like that Owen? You want me to continue?

"Yes, Coach! I've wanted to from the second I met you."

"I'm glad to hear that Owen, because I think we can secretly have a lot of
fun, private fun, ya know" the coach said as he massaged Owen's bulging
jockstrap.

"You can count on me, coach"

Owen ended up getting his cock sucked by the coach and the coach was
serviced by Owen in the shower. A week later, Owen was getting his ass
fucked while leaning over the coach's desk. For a year and a half, Owen and
the coach would have sex at the coach's house. Randy would pick up Owen at
a predetermined location. Owen would immediately crouch down in the
car. Coach Prank would then drive to his residence and pull into the
garage, which had access to the into house. Hours later, after hot sweaty
intercourse, the routine would be repeated in reverse.

"When you were fucking me on the desk, I was reminded of coach Prank" Owen
stated after he finished his confession.

"What about the college coach, anything going on?" I asked

"No, the coaches up here are definately straight, and I didn't want to get
suspended from school" Owen answered. Since Owen would graduate in a few
months, we parted on good terms, knowing that our good time together would
probably never be duplicated.

I was glad when my roommates got back, and everything got back to normal.

Chip told me he spent his vacation on the farm, helping his parents. Uncle
Mike specifically showed up to assist when he found out Chip was home. They
ended up fucking in a tool shed.  "You'll get to meet him at the end of the
school year, he's coming to pick me up" Chip informed me.

Flex met his family in Washington D.C. for a few days, to tour the
historical sites, then they flew to New York for the same reason.

Tommy, had spent the time with family as well, and was glad to be back
where all the action was.

The night before classes were to begin, the four of us were gathered
together in the living room. Chip suggested a back to school celebration.
Needless to say I didn't get much sleep that night because the party ended
up with a bunch of horny male students entwined in a heated naked orgy...