Date: Thu, 27 Jan 2005 14:24:52 -0800 (PST)
From: Edward Morgan <emd222004@yahoo.com>
Subject: Memories Made at Job Corps Chapter 3

Memories Made At Job Corps

By: Isaiah Lincoln

Chapter 3: The ride to Job Corps with my Admissions Counselor

My exciting meeting with the Outreach and Admissions Counselor had me
unable to sleep that night. I mean, how could I? The next morning I was
going to get in a van and ride with the guy that I had engaged in hot sex
with the day before. I laid in bed jerking my cock for what must have
been the millionth time, vividly imagining Jose's fat cock dangling in
my face, the huge bulging head shooting its fat wad all over my face and
down my throat. All that jerking must have worn me out because I finally
managed to go to sleep, dreams of Jose filling my mind.

The alarm blared next to my ear waking me from the deep slumber I was
encompassed in. I quickly realized the great possibilities the day had to
offer, and jumped out of bed to get dressed. I showered meticulously, and
I dressed ritually preparing for the beginning of the day. I had my
friend show up early to get me to my appointment. She was so ecstatic
about my interest in going to Job Corps and changing my life. I felt kind
of bad because I really wasn't paying much attention to her, but sex had
been missing in my life for a while. I was ready for a new adventure and
hot new experiences.

I showed up an entire hour early, eager to see my hot fuck buddy and
ambassador to the place that was calling out to me. The early morning air
felt cool as I nervously waited outside the building where I was supposed
to be meeting Jose. I smoke a cigarette to calm my nerves. I closed my
eyes to relax and focus, and the smell of his cologne filled my nostrils.
I felt like he was pressing into me, hot and warm, his hard muscled body
embracing me. His breath blew into my ear, and I heard him whisper, "I
want you so bad, I can't stop thinking of you." I flew back, overcome
by the sensation, and confusedly looked around. The parking lot was
empty. Jose wasn't even here yet. I was an hour early, but I felt like
he was near.

A hand grabbing me from behind startled the hell out of me, and I turned
around ready to beat the hell out of the person I thought had just snuck
up on me. It was Jose, some instinct from a more aggressive time, also
made him aware that he had snuck up on me. Quickly though, I relaxed and
beamed at the sight of him standing before me. We embraced knowing no one
was around who could see us. "This is supposed to be a strictly
professional relationship, Mr. Cardenas," I jokingly said. He laughed as
our embrace ended, and his smile captivated me. His full, dark, sensual
lips beckoned to me. "I want to kiss you so bad," I panted. "Well, I
parked out back this morning," he replied. "I have to go rent a van for
the trip, do you want to come with me since you're here already?" I
must have lit up like a Christmas tree when he said that! I knew what was
going to happen next.

We went around to the back and he unlocked his Echo, and I climbed in.
The smell of his cologne filled the car. It was mixed with the sweet
scent of his natural body scent, and it consumed me. I was enthralled and
hypnotized by the scent. I breathed it in trying to make it merge with
myself, my hallucinogenic experience from minutes earlier beginning to
return. Jose was now sitting next to me, and I turned and smiled at him.
He leaned in and put his arm around me. He kissed my face and neck and
then his hot, fresh breath passed across my ear. The words came flooding
out and I almost said them with him. "I want you so bad. I can't stop
thinking of you." My head felt like it was going to burst as an intense
heat filled me. I had to have him. I had to taste his skin, run my hands
over every contour of his body, and hear him moan as I pleasured him. We
kissed deeply, everything around us ceased to exist. It seemed we morphed
into one and every touch we gave each other was multiplied a hundred
fold. Our tongues darted back and forth, and our hands sensually caressed
each other. We finally parted and let reality come flooding back to us.
"What just happened there?," he dazedly asked. "Did you feel that
too?" "Yeah," I replied, "pretty cool, huh?" "It was incredible and
I've never felt anything like that," Jose excitedly said. He was
getting lost from the feeling and I knew he was going to lose track
unless I helped, so I suggested we get moving. "Yeah," he finally
agreed, and slowly got moving. I couldn't keep my eyes off his engorged
cock, and he quickly caught sight of my glued eyes. "My cock is
throbbing for you," he called to me, gently squeezing his shaft through
the fabric of his dress pants. He reached over and grabbed my hard prick,
running his hand the length of my cock and then rubbing my mushroom head.
"Oh, yeah," I grunted. "I wish we could just get naked and fuck our
brains out." "Let's get through this day," he said, "and there is
somewhere special I want to take you". I enthusiastically agreed, giving
his cock a good firm squeeze.

Jose went to rent the van, and I waited in his car overcome by what was
happening. Chance had somehow led me to this incredibly hot, passionate
Latin stud. I was entranced by his silky long black hair, his beautiful
chocolate brown eyes, his lightly tanned, richly smooth skin, and the
Hispanic accent that he spoke with. I was amazed and continuously excited
by the tone of his conditioned muscles and the way that they moved and
rippled. I wanted so badly to lay with him in a big, soft bed, with the
moonlight streaming in, and make love to him.

In my deeply entranced state I had not noticed that Jose had returned.
"Isaiah," he called to me, bringing me back to reality. I looked over
at him wanting so bad to kiss him. "Yeah," I managed to stammer out.
"I got the van," he replied. "Would you mind driving my car back to
the Workforce Center?," he asked. "Sure," I agreed, "But I don't
know how much I can concentrate on driving when I'm thinking of you."
He sat down next to me and reached over running his hand through my hair.
"I think you can manage," he coaxed, kissing me passionately. I
returned the kiss, my tongue meeting his, my mind captivated by the sweet
taste of his mouth. We pulled away and after he arranged himself so his
raging hard-on did not show, he headed for the van.

I followed him back to the center wondering how I was going to make it
all day without touching him, and how I was going to keep a straight face
so that no one else would notice there was something going on between us.
We arrived and I walked over to the van to wait with him for the other
people who were going on the tour to arrive. We sat together knowing that
we couldn't do anything because someone might pull up and see us. "You
know," he began telling me, "I haven't had this job for too long, but
I've never done this sort of thing before. I've signed up a number of
people to go to Job Corps, and there's been some guys and girls that I
could tell were attracted to me. I kept it professional though. With you,
I just don't know what happened. When I met you the other day, something
started burning inside me. I was so attracted to you, and I kept having
all these visions of us together. You must think I'm crazy or something,
but I don't know how else to explain it." I grabbed his hand knowing no
one else could see me do this and reassured him. "You're not crazy, I
felt the same thing. I saw you and I had the vision of you being a boxer.
That's even crazier, but it's true, and then in your office, I had
visions of us together too. I think its just meant to be that we met."
"I want to kiss you so bad right now," he replied, "And tonight you
and me are going to have a night neither one of us will ever forget."
"I can't wait," I said and squeezed his hand to show how much I
couldn't wait.

We sat there talking about everything. He told me about how he got into
boxing, and how going to Job Corps had changed his life. He told me about
his aspirations to eventually become an attorney, and how he had started
classes at the local college since starting his job as an Outreach and
Admissions Counselor. I told him about some of the things that had
happened in my life, and how I was following a path that I didn't know
where it was going to take me. He was so open with me about his life, and
I think he sensed how guarded I was about my own life. "You're
different," he said, "You're not like other people. I won't ask
questions, you don't need to worry. I know things for you aren't like
they are for everyone else, but that doesn't matter to me. I like you,
and all I know is that I want to be with you." "I know how you are
feeling," I kindly told him. "I'm going to enjoy my time with you."

We waited for the other four people who were supposed to show up, but
ironically no one else showed up. We waited for almost an hour after the
appointed time that they were supposed to arrive before Jose decided to
get moving. It really didn't surprise me that no one else had showed up
to go on the tour because I had had the notion that the other people
weren't going to show, and that just meant that I was going to have that
much more fun with Jose.

We started out on the trip to the Job Corp center I was going to tour
which was going to take about an hour and a half to get there. Half an
hour into the drive, neither one us could hold back on the lust that was
consuming us. I was grabbing and tugging on his engorged cock, and he in
turn, was methodically rubbing my shaft. I unzipped his fly and released
the trouser snake that was stretching his boxer briefs to the breaking
point. He inhaled deeply and groaned as my fingers closed around his
shaft. I ran my hand up and down the base of his cock, my fingers grazing
and tickling the crown of his cock head. He wanted to pull over, but I
reminded him that we had to get to the tour, and teased him with the old
adage of "Do unto others^Å.". He grinned wide and relaxed himself into
the seat preparing himself to enjoy the hot, wet, wax job I was going to
give his pole. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled his pants and underwear
down just far enough to get expose his huge nuts. I ran my tongue across
his cock head and then flickered it in fast strides across his piss slit.
My tongue drilled into the slit, opening it wide. I worked his balls with
one hand, squeezing them between my fingers and pulling the sack up and
down. I swallowed the head of his prick and rolled my tongue in swishes
across it, coating his red swollen head with my spit. I watched it
trickle down the shaft and allowed my mouth to begin its descent,
following the saliva that was traveling to his balls. His member was so
thick and I felt my jaws trying to pry further apart to accommodate the
bloated rod. I smelled the musky, hot scent of his balls and couldn't
take it anymore. I slurped my way back up his cock and licked my tongue
down to his sac. He panted in ecstasy as my tongue slid down the vein
that ran the length of his manhood to his balls. I took each nut and
rolled it in my mouth, gently tugging and flickering my tongue on the
supple skin. He undulated his hips and bucked into my face. I realized we
were on the highway and that he had engaged the cruise control. "All I
have to do now is watch the road, so get your lips back around my dick so
I can fuck your face." "Yes, sir," I passionately rasped back at him
as I hurriedly buried his sausage down my throat. My mouth was stuffed
with his prick and he grabbed my head and began slamming his meat in and
out of my face. My spit continued to work its way down his nuts and
between his legs. I reached down and put a finger between his legs. Jose
spread them wider and moaned for me to stick a finger in his chute. My
finger found his hot wet button which was soaked with my spit. I
continued to bob my head up and down trying to swallow his gargantuan
cock. My finger pushed at his tight hole and soon the finger popped in.
His rectum squeezed my finger, gripping it firmly. I had to put quite
some effort, but gradually gained headway in getting my finger in his
backdoor. He moaned out as my finger made it all the way in his ass, and
I began to finger fuck him while gagging on his stiff muscle. I felt his
nuts begin to clench, as was expected since I was frenziedly eating his
bone. His hold on my head became like a vice grip as he plunged his cock
down my throat and accelerated the pumping of his hips into my slobbering
mouth. The head of his prick swelled in my mouth and he eased up as his
juices began working their way up his shaft. "AHHHHHHHHHH!," he cried
out, as his hot seed began to spurt out of his dick. "Eat my load,
baby," Jose moaned out, as the sticky thick fluid went from spurts to
extreme volleys filling my hungry mouth. I swallowed his cum, squeezing
his balls and pumping his shaft making sure I was eating the whole damn
thing. I fingered him in fast little strokes as I squeezed the head with
my mouth lapping up the remainder of his gooey, creamy jism. His hand
relaxed and moved away from my head and I in turn slowly removed my
finger from his quivering rectum. I turned up to him and planted a kiss
on his cheek. "That was so good," I cooed in his ear. "Your load is
like candy; sweet and irresistible leaving me yearning for more."
"Don't worry, I'll make sure you get all you can take," he
passionately replied. I sat back in the chair, my head spinning, my heart
racing from the adrenaline rush coursing through my body. He reached over
and grabbed my aching dick. "Pull it out and let me jack you off," he
directed me. I yanked my cock out and he took hold of it. "I wish I
could suck you off like you just did me," he said, "But I'm going to
give you one hell of a hand job." "Yeah," I moaned out as his hand
began jerking my cock in slow beats, working up and down. He played with
the pre-cum that was profusely leaking from my head, and then he took his
coated finger and popped it in his mouth slurping on my clear juice.
"Ummm, so good," he told me as he returned to stroking my dick. I
humped into his hips and matched the speed that he was jerking me off at.
I gripped his arm, squeezing his hard biceps. I reached over planting
kisses on his arm, loving the way his hot, soft, big hand was beating my
meat. I sat back moaning and groaning while this hot stud milked my
prick. His hand began to more firmly squeeze my rod and then he quickened
the pace of his jerking. My balls were boiling as I felt my cum fill
them. I gripped the door handle and gripped his wrist as my body quaked
and my load shot out. I thrust my hips into his hand as my load sprayed
out and splashed the windshield and dash board. He worked his hand and
collected as much cum onto his fingers as he could. I reached in my
pocket and fished out my handkerchief so that I wouldn't get any of my
hot load on my clothes. I wrapped the handkerchief around the base of my
cock as the last remnants of my load seeped out of the head of my cock.
Jose pulled his hand off my cock and began licking my chum off his
fingers. I watched him stuff each finger in his mouth and suck my sticky
goo up. I reached over and kissed him briefly, letting our tongues
exchange the fluids we had. I sat, exasperated, and yet yearning for
more. It wasn't going to be long before we would be at the center, and
Jose suggested stopping at a store to buy a couple drinks and have a
cigarette break. I stood in the parking lot smoking my cigarette, a big
smile on my face. How was any of this happening?, I wondered to myself. I
leaned on the car, receptive to the energies that were guiding my life.
Let's see what Job Corps has to offer. Jose and I climbed back into the
car, and began the remaining 15 minute drive to the center. I was eager
to see what lay ahead for me.

Readers: I hope you are enjoying my story about going to Job Corps. Your
feedback, suggestions, commentary, questions, and praise are greatly
appreciated. It gives me drive to write more when you contact me. I have
many stories that I plan on sharing with you all, and I appreciate you
all for reading my stories. You can reach me at EMD222004@yahoo.com.
Thank you.