Date: Sat, 17 Jul 1999 20:57:36 EDT
From: Yanker5@aol.com
Subject: Josh Gets Rammed

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WARNING: This story contains sexually explicit details describing homosexual
acts between consenting adult males. This is intended for adults only. Do not
read any further as you may be violating the law in your area. The acts which
are described are not an endorsement of homosexuality but merely described
some activities that I was engaged in. Take care, and please read no further
if you are under the legal age in your area.

The activities described in this story are not without risk for contracting a
sexually transmitted disease. So, please always practice safe sex: know your
partner, wear condoms, use sanitary practices. Remember: the safest form of
sex is solitary masturbation followed by masturbation with a buddy. So, give
me a call, bud.

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"Josh Gets Rammed"

A True Account by Yanker5

Hi jack buddies. I was recently searching the Internet for jack pics and
stories and came across a a site with some really jackable Ken Ryker
photographs. One of the photos made my heart stop as it looked exactly like
the one and only guy who screwed me when I was in college. His name was Rex,
we were together for a short period of time, and he looked every bit as hunky
as Ken, maybe even better. Although I have changed some names and combined
separate events, here's the true story:

I had heard about this hunk of a guy, Rex, who lived in my college dorm from
some older gay friends who had been "getting" him for cash. He must have been
a professional hustler since he also "dated" women for money. He was
"working" his way through college and enjoying his job immensely, I
understand.

When I first saw Rex in the laundry room of our dorm I stopped in my tracks:
he was drop-dead gorgeous. I tried not to stare, but my jaw must have dropped
noticeably as he seemed to be amused and shot me a big grin. I loaded some
dirty clothes into a couple of the washing machines and moved slowly over to
where he was reading some sports magazines. We made some small talk about the
poor quality of the washing machines in the dorm and the lack of a good
exercise facility in the dorm itself.

Rex was really upset by this because he was a real fitness dude with an
exercise routine that took one or two hours every day except Sunday. His body
was magnificent. Even though he was wearing an oversized tee shirt and some
light blue jeans that had been sliced off about 2 inches below his crotch, I
could see the hard nature of his body. His hands were very rough from his
work with the free weights and exercise bar. I could see his protruding pecs
as the thin tee shirt draped along the contours of these manly muscles. His
shoulders were full and well developed and, based on his laundry, his waist
was rather narrow (30 inches, I would have guessed) and he had one of those
guy-butts that gave me an instant hardon.

He had a very boyish face, even for someone who was 20 yrs old, and he had
obviously tried to add some character by sporting a neatly groomed moustache
and longer than usual sideburns. His hair was dark brown, medium length,
parted in the middle and had a tendency to bounce across his eyes as he moved
his head during our animated conversations. His brown eyes were deep set and
rarely entirely visible since his frequent wide smiles often narrowed them
considerably. His jaw was an assertive one and his lips were manly and quite
erotic. He had classical, typically American features with a somewhat turned
up nose and great cheek bones.

What do I look like you may be wondering? Well, Josh is a 6 ft 1 in,
Irish/Italian dude, 175 lb, light brown hair of medium length, coffee brown
eyes, slim and solid build, 33-inch waist, nice but not overly prominent
pecs, flat abs with some definition, light brown-colored body hair (some
brown traces on my 44 in chest, with a pencil-thin line of light brown hair
running from above my navel down to my pubes). One gal I know commented that
I have a very nice butt. Some guys have commented that I am "hunky" while
others call me "cute." Although I don't think too much about these things, I
do enjoy hearing such comments. After work, I like to swim, bicycle, hike in
the woods and just enjoy nature with other dudes.

During my conversation with Rex I casually mentioned the names of my gay
pals. He ackowledged that he knew them quite well and enjoyed water skiing
and scuba diving with them. We talked for nearly two hours as our clothes
washed and dried -- mostly small talk about the college, football games, etc.
It turned out that I knew his straight room mate, Barry, from a chemistry
class that we had together. We talked about having a beer together and
shooting some pool. I figured that would be the end of our relationship since
he was a hustler and I was only a rather poor, sophomore college student.
Needless to say, I had some great jacking fantasies about Rex that weekend.

About two weeks later, Rex stopped by my dorm room. I almost shit when I
opened the door and saw him standing there. Unfortunately, my room mate (a
straight, pre-med student) was busy studying for finals and he suggested that
we go somewhere else if we were going to talk for long. We stepped outside
and took a stroll across campus. Rex informed me that his room mate, Barry,
was cramming for exams with some friends across town for the weekend and
asked if I would like to come over. "Gee, sure, Rex" I quickly responded, but
silently wondered if he expected to be paid. I did not know how to ask him.
He must have read my thoughts because he laughed and said that it was "just
for fun." We would watch tv, drink and "see what happened." He gave me the
key to his dorm room. Josh got an instant hardon.

I went to his room around 8 PM Friday evening, knocked, but no one answered.
I let myself in, turned on the tv and sank into the softness of the small
couch. I noticed a short note that Rex had left on his desk stating that he
would be back around 10 PM. Since he told me to make myself at home, I had a
couple beers from his small frig and settled down to watch some tv.

My curiosity got the best of me, so I walked around his dorm room trying to
get an impression of the guy. Based on the drawings on the wall, Rex was an
aspiring artist with a special interest in architectural drawings, mostly of
castles and medieval structures. He had numerous books on the subject as well
as volumes on weight lifting, body building, nutrition and the martial arts.
His desk was a complete disaster with books strewn about in a haphazard
manner, drawers pulled open and contents spilling over onto the floor.

His clothes closet was jam-packed full of expensive casual clothes: designer
jeans, expensive running shoes, lots of shirts (mostly solids) and even a few
sports coats. I tried on one of the sports coats but felt like I needed one
size smaller to fit properly since his shoulders were wider than mine.
Although he was a good 4 inches shorter than me, his chest size was very
impressive. I made a mental note to step up my exercise program next week.

I took a look in his dresser to get an idea of what lay under the impressive
clothes and next to his most intimate body parts. I was somewhat surprised by
what I found. Rex had quite a collection of tight fitting boxer shorts as
well as many speedo type, jockey briefs. The boxers were mostly silk and
tended to have small geometric prints while the briefs were bright, solid
colors such as red, blue, green and purple. Boxers and briefs: this guy was
quite flexible, it appeared. I fingered the crotch area of several of the
skimpier briefs and wondered what stories the fibers would tell me if I
analyzed them. Would I find a pubic hair, perhaps residual cock juice, traces
of saliva? Probably not, since these were freshly laundered.

I did find his dirty laundry in the bathroom. This guy was very clean and
must have changed his clothes several times a day. No prominent stains in the
jockies except for one showing a faint trace of urine and perhaps some
seminal stains. I nibbled the inside crotch area of the jockeys and carefully
put them back in the hamper. His jeans were really quite clean, although one
pair showed some grass stains on the butt area and along one side where he
may fallen during a game of soccer.

I sat back on the couch and started leafing through one of his books on
architecture. It was quite boring and I must have dozed off for some time. I
woke with a start when I heard someone knock lightly on his door and insert
the key. It was now 11 PM and Rex had returned. He inquired if I was hungry
and suggested that we order a pizza. My Italian genes kicked in and I eagerly
jumped at the chance to satisfy at least one of my appetites. I remember that
the pizza was a large Canadian bacon, black olive, mushroom and spinach combo
since I had never had one before. When it arrived, he paid the delivery boy
out of his own pocket, giving him a five dollar tip. Yes, I was quite
impressed with this guy.

We sat down, ate the pizza and drank beers for about another hour or so.
During this time, he must have had three phone calls inviting him to parties
all over campus. He turned them down stating that he had something going at
the moment but might come along later with his friend, Josh. I was quite
flattered by this.

A little after midnight, I decided that I had better leave since probably
nothing was going to happen anyway. So, I stood up, thanked him and said that
I had a good time. I told him that we would get together again some time,
etc. As I opened the door, he pushed his hand against it and said that he was
hoping I would spend the night. "S'sure" I said, but I needed to get some
things from my dorm room.

"I have everything you might need here, so why not settle back and enjoy the
flick".

We continued to chat and watched tv for another hour or so sitting alongside
each other on the couch. He was very relaxed and had slumped way down in the
small couch so that his pelvis rested on the edge of the cushions and thrust
his hips forward. He looked really sexy and I was clearly getting hot. He
seemed amused by my anxiety and probably my obvious hardon as he looked over
and smiled several times. Several times he put his hand on my leg and
playfully squeezed my thigh just above the knee. As we continued talking
about college things, as well as our sexual experiences, he would sometimes
sit back up in the couch and lean towards me as if he were intent on the
topic or perhaps to plant a kiss. At the last minute, however, he would smile
and sit back in his relaxed position. He was much more sexually experienced
that I was and I was beginning to wonder if he was still interested in me.

Sometime after 1 AM, he pulled off his knit shirt, stepped out of his shoes
and sat back down on the couch bare-chested. My previous speculations about
his chest were finally corroborated: he was a nicely muscled hunk! Hard pecs,
with a thin line of dark hair starting on either side of his firm nipples,
extending to mid-chest and trickling down his sculpted midline to his belly
button. His abs were just great, not overly bulging but just visible. As he
sat up in the couch from time to time, I watched these muscles become quite
prominent as they repositioned his fine body on the couch. Yes, his abs were
well exercised – and I could well imagine the activities that kept them in
such fine tone. Finally, Rex sat up, placed his powerful arms on the back of
his head, pushed his head back and let out a long yawn. He announced that it
was time for bed.

Rex slipped out of his faded blue jeans, revealing his navy blue, speedo-type
jockey shorts. He scratched his butt, moved over to the lower bunk and
reclined on top of the covers projecting his wide grin in my direction. He
did not say a word, so I similarly stripped down to my jockies and started to
climb into the upper bunk.

He grabbed ahold of my leg, stopping my upward momentum. "Not that one" Rex
said in his amused, southern drawl. "Right here, Josh".

Yes, he meant alongside him. Yikes. I slowly sat on the edge of his bunk bed
and started to shiver a bit. (This is a rather annoying habit that I still
have when I get turned on.) He pressed the side of his face lightly against
my back as if he wanted to listen to my breathing or heartbeat. He gave me a
very light kiss on the side of my neck and started rubbing my shoulders and
back. I turned and tried to kiss him but he gave me a bear hug instead and
pressed the side of his face against the back of my head.

"Mmmm, Josh, you are one fine dude. We're gonna have fun tonight, bud."

I slowly got into the cramped bunk and, since it was so crowded, we both lay
spoon-wise with our backs to the wall. He began running his hands along my
shoulders and down my side and eventually along the front of my jockies. His
rough hand reached into my jockies and started lightly stroking my leaking
cock. He used such a light touch and gentle stroke that I was immediately
relaxed and my shivering slowly subsided. As he continued with his gentle,
tube massage, I could feel his hot cock pressing against my back. I was not
able to get a very good grip on his cock but I did make some contact with his
pecker by reaching back and into his briefs. I pulled his dick out the top of
his jockies and  started awkwardly jacking him for 5 or so minutes. He
pressed harder against my back and I could tell that this was not due to lack
of room in the bunk bed. He ran one of his strong hands along my side and
rested it on my hip. He pulled me closer and started moving even closer to my
backside. I was getting very hot by all of this and my dick was getting very
juicy in anticipation of what might happen next.

He then licked the back of my ear and in a whispered voice asked if I would
be interested in a little "ass action." I tensed up at the thought and the
shivering spasms started again. He was amused and kissed me gently on the
shoulders several times. He reached underneath the bed and pulled out a
wooden box with some water-based lube and quite a few condoms. He held the
lube out to me, but I was unsure as to what he wanted, so he very slowly
slipped down my jockies while continuing to rub his face along my shoulders
and down by back. Now, I could hear him unscrew the jar, and watched as he
took some cream onto his fingers. He stepped out of the bunk, gently rolled
me over on my stomach, spread my ass cheeks and started rubbing a large glob
of the lube all around and into my kid-ass.

Now, I was getting really concerned since I had not done that sort of thing
with a guy before. He did not have an enormous dick (maybe 7 inches) but my
ass was cherry up to this point in my life. His dick was shaped exactly like
Ken Ryker's: thick at the base and with a head that was tapered rather than
flaring out. Good thing it was not as large as Ken's or I'd be needing a new
asshole shortly!

He grabbed a foil packet and slowly ripped the package while looking straight
in my eyes as I lay on my stomach looking up at him. As he rolled the rubber
onto his steel-hard cock it was clear that Josh was about to be fucked in the
ass by this first-class stud boy.

"Oh well, maybe it won't be so bad" I thought.

He told me to put a pillow under my hips and to put a towel that he tossed to
me over the pillow. I complied.

He slowly lowered himself onto my back and I could feel his really hard cock
press against my spine. He rubbed his cock along my butt cheeks a bit and
then started fingering my kid-butt with a slow, circling and insistent
motion. I could feel my sphincter give way as he enlarged my orifice with his
strong finger motions. Then I could feel his throbbing snake searching along
my butt as it zero'd in on the target, my cherry ass. He gradually but firmly
pushed the head of his tapering cock against my glory hole and started
increasing the pressure. After telling me to relax and raise my hips, I could
feel my private area being breached. I must say that it hurt like hell at
first, but as he continued the penetration I became very flushed and my
anxiety gave way to waves of sheer pleasure. I actually thought I might pass
out from the ecstatic rush that followed. I have never been that hot before,
dudes.

He continued pushing in slowly but steadily until I could feel his solid abs
against my back. He was breathing heavily and I could feel his sweat running
down my back. Then he started the long, slow ride to oblivion. I must tell
you that the sensation is quite incredible when his cock would brush up
against my prostate gland. It is like the feeling one gets just before
ejaculating. So, imagine that with each thrust, you feel like cumming. In
fact, I thought I had several times.

He kept up the grinding and would let out deeply-pitched moans "Mmmm, Josh. I
like your tight little ass. I want to fuck you all night."

The humping picked up and the whole bunk bed was really rocking forwards and
backwards. I could hear the headboards striking the walls and I wondered if
the guys next door heard any of this. I was really hot and getting really
ready to pop. Then, the insistent thrusting began and I knew that he would
shoot real soon. He gave one vigorous push, flattened me against the bed and
bit into my shoulder muscles with such force that I was afraid he would break
the skin. As he shot his warm load into my guts, it felt like my whole rectum
started constricting, my sphincter started to spasm and I began to blow my
load onto the pillow. I came a lot that night, soaking through the towel and
into his pillow.

He collapsed onto me and stayed there for several minutes breathing heavily.
We were both soaked in sweat and very slippery on top of each other. He asked
if he could pull out and I said OK. As he pulled out, it felt like I had
another small orgasm.

He excused himself and went to the john to clean up. The door was wide open
so I entered the room and moved in back of Rex. He looked into the mirror and
gave me such a big, contented smile that his eyes were reduced to narrow
slits. As he stood in front of the john rolling back the rubber and cleaning
his cum soaked cock, I reached around and started rubbing his finely
developed pecs and tight abs.

"Was that your first time in the butt, Josh?"

"Yes, Rex, and I'm glad that you were the dude to do it. You were so gentle.
Thanks. It was really great. Have you ever been ……"

"Fucked in the ass?" Rex completed the sentence. "No, Josh, that is one thing
I have never let anyone do with me. Most of the people I go with are into
sucking, jacking and just general body worship. Two older guys once offered
me a hundred bucks if I would let them fuck me, but I just walked. I'm not
saying that I won't do it if the right person comes along."

As Rex stood in front of the lavatory, washing his cock, I started nuzzling
his neck and kissing his broad shoulders. He pushed his head back to engage
my advances and I leaned over and kissed the underside of his neck, just
under his chin. He let out a sigh and reached back with his left hand and
pulled me towards him.

"You know, Josh, that you are one hot dude yourself. Have you ever thought of
going professional?"

I was shocked by the suggestion but flattered that he would consider me that
good looking.

"Josh, you have a really nice body and with a little more upper body work,
you would be a very hot commodity."

"Thanks, Rex, coming from you I take that as a great endorsement."

"Not at all, Josh. You know you really turned me on the first time I saw you
in the laundromat. I just knew that we would end up in the sack together. I
was so glad when you took the key to my apartment. You know what I like about
you?"

"Er, no."

"You are so innocent, so natural, so cute. Josh, you're like a little puppy.
A cute little pup that I could cuddle with, kiss and pet for the rest of my
life."

"Wow, Rex. I'm sure you must have been told how hunky you are?"

"Yeah, Josh, but most of those people don't give a shit about what's inside.
They just want to suck my cock or have my cock inside them. After the sex,
they pay up and the party is over. They go back to their wives, husbands or
families and they never even say hi to me if we ever run into each other at
school. There's not much inside those people. You're not like that, Josh."

As Rex spoke I was being really drawn to this guy. It wasn't just the great
body, but Rex had substance. He was sensitive, talented, caring and looking
for the same sorts of things in others. I felt myself falling for Rex in a
big way. His tenderness and sexiness were overwhelming. I wanted this moment
to last forever.

I continued kissing Rex along the tops of his solid shoulders, down his
shoulder blades and into the curve of his spine. I dropped to my knees and
kissed and licked him just where the spine meets the pelvis. I tongued the
little depression just above the crack of his firm butt. Rex let out a loud
gasp and leaned forward onto the lavatory. With my right hand, I slowly moved
his butt cheek aside and worked my tongue into the upper part of his crevice.

"Dammit, Josh. You're gonna make me cum again. You've got me fuckin' hot,
dude!" With that, Rex placed both elbows down onto the lavatory and rested
his head on his crossed hands. Now, his ass cheeks spread apart even more, so
that my tongue found its mark. As the tip of my tongue made contact with
Rex's rosebud, he let out a deep guttural moan and raised his butt slightly
into the air. My tongue continued probing the outline of his ass-bud and then
I began to tease open his glory hole using my right pointing finger. I could
feel the intense breathing that was rocking Rex's body on the lavatory.

I licked my middle finger and started slowly caressing the periphery of his
sphincter. Again, Rex made an attempt to say something, but the words were
not understandable. It did not matter as I was intent on entering Rex through
the back door no matter what he said. Finally, I heard Rex's words:

"Josh, fuck me. I was the first to fuck you. Now I want you to be the first
with me."

Fuck, it was such a turn on to hear these words from such a hunky dude. Yes,
Rex would be my very first experience fucking a guy in the ass. I just hoped
that he would be pleased. I know that I was so fuckin' hot, that nothing
could stop me at this point.

I reached over to the discarded rubber lying in the lavatory and rubbed some
of Rex's cum onto the top of my cock and down the shaft. He was not at all
concerned that I was about to fuck him without a rubber since he knew that I
was quite innocent when it came to dangerous sexual experiences. I was a
"clean dude," a known partner.

My rock hard cock was now quite slippery with Rex's cum and I probed his ass
crevice looking for the door to his guts. Rex reached back with his right
hand and pulled his cheek to one side so that with my left hand I moved his
other cheek aside. Now my right hand was free to guide my throbbing cock into
the loading dock. The head of my dick was very sensitive and it quickly
detected the additional warmth and smoothness of his ass bud. Pausing at the
entrance, I applied a gentle pressure and I could feel the doors give a bit.
Rex let out a slight moan indicating some pain as well as pleasure. I stopped
momentarily but heard him say "I'm fine, keep going."

Encouraged by his words, I began a slow but continuous thrust that slowly
pushed aside the sphincter muscle and permitted my mushroom head to enter
Rex.

"Mmmm, dude, push in all the way. I want you inside me, Josh."

I continued the slow entry until my 7 inch cock monster was safely inside its
lair. The monster was not satisfied, however, and it was clear that more work
was ahead before it would be completely sated. I had to rest against Rex's
back to catch my breath. I could feel his labored breathing underneath my
sweating torso so I began the slow, steady ride on this unbroken stud bronco.
As I pushed forward, Rex would brace himself on the lavatory to keep from
bumping into the mirror. When I withdrew, he would attempt to follow me with
his butt. Finally, I used both hands to grab onto his narrow hips and
steadied him against the top of the cabinet.

My cock was really tensing up, my balls were on fire and I could tell by the
tingling sensation just above my belly button that I would soon splash a load
into Rex's guts. My body switched into automatic mode: my thrusting increased
dramatically and I felt like I could thrust my whole body up his ass and
inside his. I wanted to merge completely with Rex so that we would be one new
creature.

Just as I gave the final, deep thrust I looked into the mirror and saw that
Rex had raised his head and was looking directly into my eyes. As our eyes
connected, I felt my life force flow up my cock shaft and into Rex. I
collapsed onto his back and pinned him to the lavatory top for a brief moment.

Although I could feel the moment slipping away, I fought hard to keep pumping
more of my man juice into Rex. I managed four or five more thrusts with more
quick shots and then I knew that the moment would be gone. I steadied myself
on the edge of the lavatory as I felt my cock slowly return to normal size.
Rex did not move but continued looking into my eyes in the mirror. It was
clear that he did not want the moment to end either.

Although it was less than a minute or two, we stay coupled in this manner for
what seemed a very long time.

"Josh, I'm glad you were the first guy to do this to me. I don't know if I'll
ever do it again, but I sure won't forget this night. I love you, Josh."

Rex was now sobbing lightly and I felt deeply touched and confused at the
same time. As I finished pulling out of Rex, he turned around, placed both of
his hands behind my head and pulled our sweaty faces together. I have never
been so deeply kissed as I was that night by Rex. As I had entered his body
from the rear, he now was entering my body through the front door. Our
tongues were probing every inch of our mouths, our teeth were gnashing
against each other's and our saliva was merged into one delicious pool of
love. I was on the verge of another orgasm and so weak that my knees buckled
and we both nearly toppled to the floor.

"Rex, I know this may sound really queer, but I don't want to be with anyone
else but you. I love you. I know this for sure."

"I know, Josh. I've never loved anyone else before, either. I'm glad that
it's you."

I could see the tears running down his face and I was starting to choke up
too so I thought it best that we clean up and get back to bed. So, after a
little more kissing, fondling and man-hugs we headed back to the bunk. We
snuggled a little more for about 15 minutes and I eventually fell asleep
against his back. We were so sweaty that night that the upper part of the bed
became very wet. However, we both slept very well that Friday night.

On Saturday, Rex jumped out of bed and made some bacon and eggs in his
kitchenette. We showered together and left the building to go swimming in the
main pool. As we were leaving, his straight neighbor, a black guy named
Dwight, commented that he did not get much sleep last night due to the
banging sounds against the walls. He hoped that it would not continue since
he had an exam to study for. We looked at each other and gave an innocent
shrug.

Anyway, I continued to see Rex for over half a year. We became friends and
lovers and ran around together a lot. We had sex (slow, warm, love-filled
sessions) many more times before he moved to Chicago.

After Rex moved to Chicago, he became a professional hustler, started making
porno movies and making a lot of cash. I think that he was also very lonely
even though he could have anyone he wanted. Even though we loved each other
intensely for a short period of time, our life together was not meant to be
and we drifted apart. I lost touch with him several years ago, so I have no
idea what ever became of him. For all I know, maybe Ken Ryker really is Rex.
(What a thought, but probably not.) If so, he has not changed a bit. Just
look at Ken's pictures and you will see that boyish, sexy/naughty smile,
those thin slits for eyes, that hunky body. I still have his belt in my
closet. It's a size 29 and I bet it still fits.

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Now, jacking buddies, it's your turn to work me up. Did you like this TRUE
story? Yes, it really did happen pretty much like I wrote.

Did it get you off? Give me the juicy details. I'm one hot dude, always ready
to blow a load, so fire away.

Your jerkin' bud,
Josh

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A SERIOUS WARNING MESSAGE FROM JOSH:

I must tell you that the sexual activities of that night were some of the
most exciting and thrilling things I have ever done in my life. They were
also extremely dangerous activities. I can think of no more suicidal
activities than engaging in anal sex with a male hustler! Even though I knew
Rex was clean, I was scared shitless for over a year after this encounter. I
had extensive tests conducted for STDs. Thankfully, I never had any problems.
It might have been a fatal mistake, however. Even though I know that I would
enjoy it a lot, Rex was the only person to ever screw me.

I know this section is a real cock wilter but I would not want anyone to
enter into this activity without REAL careful consideration. I am writing
this story in the hopes that you will see that even though this is a very
pleasurable activity, the risks may not be worth it, dudes. There are plenty
of other ways to get relief when the cock-monster calls. In fact, maybe I can
give you a helping hand.

Please be careful, jack buddies.

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