Date: Tue, 3 Feb 2009 10:59:16 -0500
From: J M <jamiinvb@gmail.com>
Subject: Jami's Fun, part 3

Hi folks.  Sorry it took so long since my last submission.  Hope the wait
is worth it :)

The usual caveats apply -- If you're too young to read this, STOP now and
find something else to read.  The story contains male/male sex.  If that's
not for you, STOP now and find something else to read.  Use safe sex, even
though the characters in this story don't.  The following story is fiction
written purely for the pleasure of the reader ...or is it?!?! :)

I managed to take the following Friday afternoon off, hoping to meet up
with my newest friend at the Y.  Luckily this Y is close to my office,
which is good cuz traffic in Hampton Roads, VA, can be a bitch.  Once I got
inside, I wasted no time in stripping down to a towel and headed into the
sauna. Patrick said he'd be there last week, but I didn't see him yet. I
sat down, hiding my growing cock under the towel, and occasionally stroked
my cock, hoping for the best.

I heard the outer shower/sauna door area open.  Covering my thighs a little
better with my towel, I looked up as I heard the sauna door open.  It was
Patrick.  "Hey, buddy," he said as he smiled and sat down next to me.
"What's up," I asked, my cock now growing even harder.  This time, he
didn't waste any time.  Just opened the towel around his waste and started
strokin' his thick cock.  "Been waitin' for me," he asked. "Kinda," I
responded.  He chuckled, his cock rapidly growing.  "I'll bet.  You've been
wanting this, huh," he asked.  I almost whispered, "Yeah."  "Then take it,"
he responded.

I brought my hand over to his cock, wrapping my fingers around it and began
stroking.  He placed one of his hands on my neck and shoulder, pushing
gently. "C'mon, man.  Make it feel good like last time," he told me.
Bending over, I brought my head down to his lap, admiring the thickness and
length of his cock as I did so.  Opening my mouth, I swirled my tongue
around his head, while continuing to stroke him with my hand.  "Yeah,
that's it.  Mmmmmm," he moaned.  Stroking my hard 6 inches, I brought him
slowly into my mouth.  I love the taste of a thick cock.  Up and down I
went, my tongue swirling as I gave him what he wanted.  What we both
wanted.

"Oh yeah.  MMMmmmm.  You're making it feel so good."  I began to taste his
saltiness as his pre-cum began to leak out.  I could tell he was fully hard
now, his hand on the back of my neck urging me to continue my sucking.  I
relaxed my gag a bit and let him all the way in, loving the sound of his
moan.  "AAAAaahhhh.  Yeah, take it."  Taking my hand off my cock, I played
with his heavy sac.  I guess he shaves them, because they were remarkably
smooth.  "Yeah, play with my balls."  Taking my mouth off his cock to
tongue his sack, I began stroking him.  I tried to take them both in my
mouth, but that wasn't happening.  I took the one that would fit in there,
tickling it with my tongue.  "MMMmmm... yeah, suck those balls."  Then, I
heard the door outer door open again.  Crap!  I pulled out of his lap and
straightened my towel.

The new guy walking in was only headed for the shower.  But you could see
the sauna from the showers through a glass door.  Sitting by each other, we
were able to subtly stroke our cocks so the newcomer wouldn't see us, but
we couldn't enjoy one another like we wanted to.  Leaning over to me he
whispered," Got some time on your hands?"  "Yeah, why," I asked.  "We could
go to my place."  I wasn't sure -- I've never gone to some guy's house from
the Y.  Stroking his cock while he looked at me, he told me, "C'mon.  My
fiancee's not home. We could continue this without interruption."  He's
engaged???!!  That clinched it, and I told him I'd meet him outside.

I set a speed record in dressing and getting out the door.  But even then,
he was already there waiting for me.  "C'mon, we'll take my care."  We
walked over to his car and hopped in.  He lived in Virginia Beach, but it
was still close to the Y.  We had about 15min drive.  While riding in his
car, I brought my hand onto his thigh and massaged it through his
sweatpants.  Grinning, he reached down with one hand and massaged his cock
a bit.  "Why don't you suck me some since we have some time," he asked.  I
pulled his thickening cock out of his pants and pulled it directly into my
mouth.  His cock was still leaking some, so I slurped up on that while
pulling him into my mouth.  I spent the trip to his place sucking him off,
slowing down, speeding up.  It also gave me time to really enjoy his cock.
It was about 9" long with trimmed pubes above his shaft and smooth,
hairless balls.  The head of his dick wasn't that big, but it was one of
those cocks that really bulges out in the middle, then gets a little
smaller in diameter around the base.  Even with that, the fingers of my
hand couldn't quite touch when I had them around the base of his thickness.

Next thing you know, we pulled up at his place, a nice two-story house in a
newer neighborhood.  "Nice place," I told him as we went inside.  "Thanks.
Make yourself comfortable.  Want a beer," he asked, and I told him I did.
He grabbed a few beers, and we went into his living room.  "What do you
like," he asked.  "You know... whatever feels good," I told him.  "Nice.
You pick up guys from the Y that much?"  "Not really.  Just when something
clicks, ya know?"  He chuckled and said he did. Reaching down into a
cabinet by the couch, he said, "Well, my girl won't be back til later this
evening so we have some time.  I was gonna share some of this with her, but
since you're here, wanna smoke some up?"  He pulled out a bag of pot and a
small pipe.  "Sure," I told him.  And we spent the next 30 minutes or so
enjoying the herb and talking.  We talked about sports and work for a bit.
I was enjoying the buzz and could feel the effects of the marijuana
already.  I couldn't take my eyes off his crotch.  He would bring his hands
down there to adjust himself from time to time.  I also asked him about his
girl.

"Well, she doesn't know I enjoy getting it on with guys from time to time.
She can't suck my dick anywhere near as good as you, and, like I said, she
won't be home for a few hours," he told me as he rubbed his crotch.  "So,
why don't we get back to where we were?"  I knelt down in front of him,
opening his sweatpants and taking his half-hard member into my mouth.  He
took his shirt off, moaning from time to time, while I undid my jeans to
free my hardening cock.  He brought his hands down to my head, running his
fingers through my hair.  "Oh yeah... suck it.  MMMMmmmm, that feels SO
nice."  I sucked him for about five minutes or so when he brought my head
off his cock and stood up.  He began undressing completely, so I did the
same.  He leaned back completely on the couch, and I brought my mouth back
to where both of us wanted it.  I alternated between sucking on his thick
cock and his heavy sack.  He lifted my head back to his cock and said,
"Baby, that feels good.  Keep going on my cock."  I went back down on him.
Holding him in one hand, I stroked myself with the other.  I speeded up my
sucking, bring my mouth up and down his cock as quick as I could.  Then I'd
deep throat him, changing things up for him.  After about five minutes, I
felt the signs.  His balls drew up tight.  His thick cock became ROCKhard.
"Oh yeah, man.  Yeah... don't stop.  It's too much.  I'm gonna shoot it.
Here it cums...  HHHHHEERE IT CCUUUUUMMMMS!!!  Uh... uhh... uhh."  A load
of cum shot out of his cock with each punctuated grunt.  1, 2, 3... I
counted 9 thick shots total.  I swallowed at first, but his load was thick,
so I wasn't able to catch all of it.  Some leaked out the sides.  He looked
down at me grinning.  "Yeah, man.  SO much better than my girl.  Did you
cum yet?"  I shoook my head no.  Figuring the fun was over, I began
stroking my cock harder still on my knees in front of him.  He reached down
and rubbed the cum around my mouth with his palm.  He pulled that hand up,
bringing me to a stand.  Then he reached over and took the place of my hand
on my cock.  Feeling his slick cock and thick hand around my cock almost
made me blow my load right there.  Smiling at me he said, "Let me take care
of that for you.  Come on.  Lemme show you my bedroom."  And he led me
upstairs.

In his bedroom, I sat on his queen-sized, unmade bed.  He pushed me back,
bringing his face into my lap.  Then I felt his tongue licking my cock from
top to bottom.  He pulled his hand around and massaged my balls.  His warm,
wet mouth felt like velvet around my skinny cock.  "Nice dick you have
there.  Mmmm... tasty."  I couldn't believe he was sucking me off.  He kept
it up for about ten minutes, bringing me to the brink, then stopping.  My
balls began to ache with the need to cum.  He then stood up, telling me
scoot back further on the bed.  I noticed that he was fully hard again, and
knew what he had in mind when he laid down on the bed opposite me.  While
he took my leaking cock again into his mouth, I reached out for his heavy
cock and began sucking on it.  Lying on our sides, we 69'd on the bed.

I felt one of his hands caress my ass.  He began kneading my asscheek,
causing me to moan and grunt around his cock.  He kept kneading and
massaging... running his hand over my cheek.  Then brought his other hand
around and started playing with my asscrack, just stroking it up and down.
He kept going, brushing occasionally his finger against my pucker.  This
REALLY brought out a few lustful moans from me.  Just when he was really
getting my fire going with the assplay, he stopped.  He moved his hand down
by his cock, pointing his index finger at my mouth.  Taking his hint, I
took my mouth off his cock and sucked on his finger.  Guessing what he
wanted, I coated his finger in my spit.  Once sufficiently lubed up, he
pulled his finger out of my mouth; immediately, I replaced it with his
cock.  He brought his hand back down between my asscheeks, his mouth never
leaving my cock.  The hand went right for my hole, and I felt a slight but
pleasurable pressure as he pushed it inside.  "Uhhhh," I moaned as he
pushed past my ring.

I could see where this was going, and I was torn -- half needing his cock
to fill me and half terrified that he would tear me apart.  It had been a
long time since I'd had something that long and thick inside me.  My
thoughts went back to my ass, though, as I felt him push a second finger
inside me, eliciting a wave of aching pleasure and moans from me.  God, his
fingers in my ass were close to hitting my sweet spot.  Not wanting to cum
too soon, I concentrated on his cock, sucking on his head while stroking
his shaft with my hand.  I was really enjoying the sensations of sucking
his cock and his fingering my ass when he pulled away from me.  I was about
to ask what was going on, when he reached over into an endtable drawer and
pulled out some lube.  Grinning, he returned to me, pushed me onto my back,
and brought his face down to my cock.  He leaned down and sucked me into
his mouth again.  I moaned loudly as his wet, hot mouth wrapped itself
around my cock.  After a few joyful moments, he dropped down to my balls,
rolling them around in mouth with his tongue.  I wanted to jack my cock,
but I stopped myself cuz I didn't wanna cum before he fucked me.  Lifting
my legs up, he finally brought his tongue back down to my ass.  I felt
electricity hit me as he ate me out.  I couldn't stop moaning,
"Uhhhh... yeah, lick my hole.  Get it nice and ready.  Open it up for your
thick cock."  He pulled his tongue away.  I heard him open the tube of KY
and felt him rub it on my tight -- but hungry -- hole.  Then -- uhhhhh --
he pushed his fingers back inside.  "You feel so hot and tight inside,
man," he told me.  All I could do was softly moan, "Yeah..."  Adding a
third finger brought a squeal of pleasure pain.  Feeling the new invader
brought me too close.  I grabbed his wrist and said, "Patrick, if you don't
stop, I'm gonna cum.  I don't wanna cum til I feel you inside me.
Please..."  "Well, since you asked so nicely," he said and pulled his hand
away from me.  Already, my ass felt so empty, almost cold, without him
inside me.  "Let me lie down, and you can climb on top," he told me.  I
moved out of the way as he laid down his back.  I watched him lubing up his
cock, enjoying the anticipation of wanting him inside me... feeling his
cock slide in and out.

I started to climb on him, when he turned me around, facing away from him.
I was a little disappointed until I felt him rub his hands and lightly pop
my ass.  "Love this ass, man."  Then he pulled my ass down toward his cock.
Feeling the head line up with my hole, I stopped to prepare myself.  I
pushed slowly and felt the head push through.  There was some pressure, but
between the pot and my growing desire to feel his thickness inside me, it
felt surprisingly good.  Grunting, I pushed further, feeling my hole open
up with his shaft.  I guessed I was at the halfway and still felt pretty
good down there, so I figured to go ahead and let him all the way in.  I
pushed down again, feeling my hole draw a little tighter as it reached his
base.  "Whhhaaaaa... oh, damn, dude.  You took that inside so quickly."
"I've been wanting this cock in me for a while now," I told him.  I
squeezed his manhood buried inside me a few times to show him how much I
liked it in there, relishing his passionate sighs as I did so.  I sat for a
few moments, then decided I was ready.  I began with small thrusts up.
"Oh, yeah, Jami... so tight.  That's sssoooooo good."  Yeah, it was good.
I started stroking myself as I let him fill me up over and over again.  I
loved the feel of his cock inside me -- that nice, full sensation you get
when you're connected with a thick, heavy cock.  I continued to thrust up
and down, filling him push in... pull away.  Push in... pull away.  I felt
him hit my prostate on almost every push.  It was becoming too much for me.
"Oh, God, Patrick.  Your cock.  You're gonna make me cum soon."  At this,
he took over the rhythm by grabbing onto my hips.  He pulled me up and down
faster than what I was doing.  Faster he pulled me down, then let me back
up.  His cock was hitting all the right spots -- deeper than most others
have been.  As his speed increased, I felt the pressure build up inside me
and knew I was gonna blow.  Stroking my cock faster, I let the rest of my
body relax to let him control the pace.  "Patrick, this is it.  I'm so
close."  He pulled his upper body behind, taking over my stroking."  "Oh,
God, baby.  It's too much.  Your cock it's... Oh, man.  Oh, Ohhhhh.  Here
it cums.  AAAaaaaahhh.  Ahaaah.  Uhhhh," I moaned as I shot all over my
chest.  "So freakin' hot, man," he whispered behind me.  I chuckled and
leaned back into him, his cock still impaling me, relishing the tickle of
his pubic hair on my asscheeks.  He then did something I didn't expect --
he started kissing and nibbling on my ear.  Then, he pulled his mouth to
mine and kissed me.  I gladly opened my mouth to feel his tongue inside me,
tasting him.  We kissed for a few seconds, as he pulled us down to our
sides, his cock remaining in place.  I knew he wanted to keep going.  I
normally don't continue a fucking after I've cum -- the pleasure gets too
much.  But still a little buzzed from the pot and beer earlier, I found
myself still more than half-hard and figured what the hell.

He started slow.  I was glad because it let me enjoy the feel of him inside
me.  Like before, his cock was hitting the right spots, but because he took
his time and didn't push too hard, it felt pleasant.  Actually, it quickly
started feeling good.  Before I knew it, my cock was hard again.  I felt
myself pushing my ass back onto his cock.  At this, he moaned a bit.
"Yeah, move that ass onto my cock."  He started pushing a little harder; my
cock was getting harder, too.  He'd go back and forth at different speeds;
thrusting so fast it felt like a blur, then slowing down to a crawl.  I
started stroking my now hard cock.  I was leaking precum again; it felt
like he was pushing it out with his cock.  My ass was completely open for
him now, hungry for his cock.  I wanted to feel him shooting off inside me
so bad, but since he had shot off earlier, I wasn't sure how long I'd have
to wait for that.

Next thing I know, he rolled us over so that now I was on my stomach.  I
spread my legs to open my ass further for him.  He really started thrusting
harder now.  Deeper, too.  I heard the bed springs creaking and wondered
how often he had his fiancee on this very bed.  I let that thought pass as
I felt him push deep and hold his cock there.  He leaned his down and
whispered, "Do you like my cock in your pussy," as he licked on my ear.  I
moaned a sultry, "Oh, yessss.  I LOVE your cock in my pussy" enjoying the
feel of his entire body on top of me.  He started thrusting again slowly.
"Really?  What do you love about it?" he asked.  "It's so thick and long."
"And..." he continued.  "It hits me in spots that no one's hit," I told
him.  At this he pushed hard into me, pressing me into the mattress and
pulling a lust-filled moan from my throat.  I felt like it was crawling
into my stomach, and I still wanted more of this hot man inside me.  "What
else?" he asked.  "I love the way it feels inside me."  "Good, because it
loves the feel of your hot, tight pussy."  He started thrusting again.
"Uuuuhhh, sssooo good," I whispered.  "Like that?"  "Yeah," I told him.
"Want more of it?"  "I want it whenever... however I can get it," I begged.
He picked up his pace.  "Any way *I* want?" he asked me while pushing deep
into my hole.  "OOOoooohhh, anyway you want.  This ass is yours, baby."
"That's what I wanted to hear, baby."  Then, he lifted his upper body up
and really pushed it into me.

Out of the blue, he rammed his cock in and out of me at a speed he hadn't
met before.  "Love your cunt.  Do hot and deep.  I feel it wide open for
me.  Shit, even my girl won't let me have her like this." With each deep
stab of his cock, he brushed against my prostate.  "OOOooh, God, Patrick,"
I said, wanting to reach down to stroke my cock, but I couldn't.  Feeling
it rub against the sheets helped me some, but not as much as I wanted.
"Oh, you're fucking me so hard.  Keep fucking me.  Don't stop.  Don't stop
until you shoot that cock off inside me."  "You want me to cum inside you,
baby?" he asked me as I heard the --SMACK, SMACK--of his crotch on my ass.
"Oh, yeah, baby.  I want to fuckin' blow your load in my pussy."  His cock
was getting harder.  I don't know how I could feel it with how open I was,
but I felt like 9" of hot steel inside me.  "Yeah, baby.  I'm gonna cum
inside you.  Gonna knock you up with all my sperm inside ya."  Faster and
faster, he began to thrust.  The sound of his grunts, my moans, the bed
springs and the familiar smack was filling the air.  In and out... in and
out... faster and faster.  And then...  "Here it cums, Jami.  Gonna cum.
Here it CUMS!!"  I felt his cock get even thicker, then spasm over and over
as the warmth of his cum shot deep into my ass.  It was too much, and my
dick starting shooting its own load underneath me as I whimpered underneath
Patrick.  I felt my ass contract around his thick cock, eliciting a few
extra moans from him.  He dropped on top of me, again kissing the back of
my neck and ears.

"Oh, wow, baby.  That was great.  My girl never lets me fuck her all out
like that.  She says I hurt her too much."  "I loved it to, Patrick."  He
began to lift himself up, but I grabbed his ass and held it.  "Just a
little longer.  Please." I begged, not wanting to lose the connection so
early.  He chuckled again and said, "Okay. But only because you asked
nicely.  But not too long.  My girl's gonna be home soon."  I checked his
alarm clock.  Holy Shit!  We'd been at it for about 90 minutes.  We laid
like that for about 10 minutes.  He'd rub my body with his hands while I
sighed contendedly.  Then, he told me we had to get moving.  Reluctantly, I
felt his soft cock pull out of me.  He offered me the use of his shower,
but I told him I'd shower back at the Y.

We got back in his car for the short trip back.  "We can't come back to my
place too often.  I don't want my girl to find out about us."  "Okay," I
said.  "But I do wanna do this again.  You have an ass that won't quit," he
said, smiling.  I smiled back, saying, "Don't worry.  We will."