From: an99618@anon.penet.fi
Reply-To: an99618@anon.penet.fi
Date: Sun,  4 Sep 1994 05:12:31 UTC
Subject: Tommy the Quarterback (mm)

Okay, I've tried to post this twice.  Maybe this time it'll work. 
Enjoy.

                  Tommy the Quarterback--Part 1

     Tommy was the quarterback of my high school football team. 
Like so many high school quarterbacks, he was very successful
with the girls.  Tommy stood 6'3" and was built like you'd expect
a quarterback to be--real muscular.  On a number of occasions,
he'd been seen slipping serious tongue to some girl right out in
the hallways of our school.  And his afterschool exploits were
legendary.  But was I jealous of him?  No.  I didn't want all
those girls he'd had.  Actually, I wanted what the girls had had-
-Tommy!

I had never done anything sexual with a guy.  Actually, at 17, I,
like many of my classmates, had never done anything sexual
besides jerking off every day to one fantasy or another.  It's
not that I wasn't good looking.  Most girls seemed to consider me
one of the "cute" guys in the class.  It's just that I'd never
gotten very far with any of them--maybe deep down I really didn't
want to.  Then, I started to think about Tommy.  I had never had
fantasies about any guy before, but one night it just started.  I
was lying in bed, rubbing my stiff dick, when, instead of some
woman in a Playboy magazine, I started thinking about Tommy.  I
thought about his straight blond hair.  I thought about the
muscles I'd seen rippling under his T-shirt and in plain view in
the locker room after gym class.  Most of all, I thought about
his dick.  I'd only seen it that once in the locker room, but
I'll never forget it.  Not that it was so long.  He wasn't like
one of those 10 or 12 inch freaks you see in porno movies.  His
dick was just perfect, like it was sculpted.  It was thick but
not too long.  It looked like it'd make it to about 6 or 7 inches
hard, maybe a little more.  And there was a tuft of blond hair at
its base.  Below that hung two nice big balls.  At the time, I
certainly took note of his dimensions, but I didn't really feel
turned on until that night lying in bed.  Lying there, thinking
about him, I felt an amazing desire suddenly come upon me.  I
decided that what I wanted was to be held by Tommy.  To have him
kiss me deeply and to feel his dick rubbing against mine. 
Thinking about this was all it took to strip away the self-
control I normally had when I jerked off.  I blew a huge wad all
over myself.  It was the strongest orgasm I'd ever had.  And I
hadn't even figured out all I wanted to do if I ever got the
chance.  My fantasies had just begun.

Of course, I never expected to be able to get it on with Tommy. 
Our quarterback was a man's man.  He fucked as many girls as he
could and would never do anything "queer"--at least that's the
way he always talked.  And how could I know anything else.  After
all, we weren't good friends, more like acquaintances.  Mostly,
we saw each other at football games.  He played, and I took
pictures of him for our school newspaper.  That's really all
there was to it.

Then, one Friday after school, I got out of the school
newspaper's office just as Tommy was coming down the hall with
Jim, one of his fellow football players.  "Hi guys," I said. 
"Hey Doug," Tommy replied, "What's up?"  Then an idea to keep him
around a few minutes dawned on me.  "Well, I'm glad you're here,"
I said.  "I have a bunch of pictures of you we won't be using in
the paper.  You wanna see which ones you want?  You can take them
with you."  If nothing else, I'd get to look at Tommy in his
sweats for a few more minutes.  It would give me something else
to think about at night.

So I ushered Tommy and Jim through the newspaper office to the
back room where we kept all of the photographs and equipment.  It
was a little dark, but there was enough light to see the
pictures.  As they were looking through them, Tommy said jokingly
to Jim, "Hey, look out for him [about me].  You know what he's
like with guys.  He might jump you."  We all laughed.  I thought
it was really funny how close he was to the truth.  But to them
it was all the same bullshit they used in the locker room.  Then
Jim said, "Hey, I gotta go.  I told my mom I'd get home early." 
So we said goodbye to Jim, and then it was just Tommy and me
alone in there.

I really didn't expect anything to happen, until Tommy said, "Hey
Doug, come look at this one."  I walked over to his side, and
Tommy showed me one picture, then another and proceeded to ask me
which I liked the most.  I told him he looked great in all of
them.  All the while I felt him leaning in closer to me.  Then he
said, "Look at me."  I turned and was staring up into his blue
eyes--he's about 4 inches taller than me.  I immediately felt my
dick pressing against my pants.  Then he said, "Can you keep a
secret?"  "Sure," I said, "Anything."  "Promise you'll never tell
a soul?", he asked.  "Sure. Never," I said.

Then Tommy said it.  "Well, I could never tell the guys this, but
I think I may be gay."  "What do you mean?", I asked, trying to
hide my delight and my hard-on.  "Well," Tommy said, "I'm
probably the only guy in school who has screwed as many girls as
he says he has, but it just doesn't feel right.  I mean, it feels
great.  Cumming into some hot little virgin whose cherry I just
took feels great for my dick, but it doesn't seem like what I
want.  For the longest time, I've had a sort of feeling or
attraction for a bunch of the guys.  I felt like I want to do
more than just hang out with them and play ball with them.  And
you're one of the guys I feel attracted to."  I was stunned. 
This was my wildest fantasy come true.  What could I say. 
"Actually, Tommy," I replied, "I've had a crush on you for a
while and I don't understand it."  His eyes lit up at that. 
"What's to understand?", he said. "Let's give it a try.  I was
just so afraid you'd freak when you heard me say this.  This is
great."  "But what should we do," I asked.  "I don't know, let's
just try stuff."

With that, I felt my body pressing against his, and we both
started running our hands up and down each other's bodies.  Then
we stopped, and we knew what we wanted next.  We were just unsure
about actually doing it.  Tommy tilted his handsome face down
towards mine, and I looked up into his deep blue eyes.  Our lips
met.  Lightly at first as we tried this out, then deeper.  Soon,
I felt Tommy's tongue on my lips.  Then, our tongues were snaking
in and out of each other's mouths.  We kept running our hands
over our bodies, and my right hand found its way to Tommy's dick. 
I felt it, hard as a rock, and bigger than I expected it to feel. 
Tommy moaned right into my mouth and reached for my dick.  As I
felt his big quarterback's hand on my dick, I started cumming in
my pants.  All I could do was break our kiss and quickly fish my
dick out of my pants.  I got it out in time to keep most of my
wad from winding up in my shorts.  That kinda killed part of the
impact of my orgasm, but it gave us both an idea.  Tommy said we
should both jerk off right there.  I loved the idea.

I reached over and untied the string holding up Tommy's sweats. 
Then I pulled them down his muscular hips.  Then I grabbed the
waistband of his briefs and pulled them down.  But I had to pull
the front way out to get it past the protrusion jutting out from
them.  As I did this, Tommy's big dick popped free.  His dick
looked to be a good seven or eight inches--about an inch longer
than mine.  He wrapped his hand around it and started pumping. 
"Why don't we watch each other jerk off?", he said.  "I've got a
better idea," I said.  I stripped off all of my clothes and told
him to do the same--I had the only key to the room we were in, so
I knew we were okay.  Tommy ripped off every shred of his
clothes, and he looked incredible.  Like a model of what the
perfect male looks like.  I then took his hands and put them on
my dick.  Then I grabbed his hard cock and began pumping.  We
stood there like that for a couple of minutes, until I got up the
nerve to try something more.  I leaned my head forward and licked
and sucked his nipples.  A few licks on each was all he could
take.  "Oh, shit, I'm gonna cum, Doug.  I can't hold it" was all
Tommy said.  Then, he stopped pumping against my hands and his
dick shot spurt after spurt of his white cream against my chest. 
Seeing his jizz spurting from the head of his dick and feeling it
hitting my bare skin was all it took for me to cum a second time-
-this time with so much force, I thought I'd hurt myself.  Then
we collapsed against each other, breathing hard and laughing. 
"That was great," he said.  "Yeah, I can't believe we did it. 
It's a dream come true."  "Yeah, but we're covered in cum," Tommy
said a minute later.

At that, I started to lick my cum off of him.  It tasted great. I
couldn't wait to taste his cum.  I licked his chest and stomach,
licking every muscular inch clean.  All this time, he was running
his hands through my hair.  When I'd gotten it all, I stood up
and he licked me clean.  By this time, we'd given each other
erections again, but it was getting late.  We both had to get
going before someone started to get worried--what if someone came
looking for us?  So we agreed to meet later that night at a motel
he'd taken some girls to.  The guy at the desk never gave Tommy a
problem about his age.  So we met there at ten o'clock.  It had
been a long evening.  My hard-on never diminished, but I didn't
want to jerk off knowing what was coming later.

I waited across the street from the motel, watching for Tommy. 
Then he showed up.  Even in the dark, there was no problem
spotting him walking up the street.  I'd know that physique
anywhere.  The broad shoulders, big strong chest and narrow hips
were a dead giveaway.  As we had agreed, I waited until Tommy got
the key from the desk, then I watched where he went and followed
him.  This way, the guy at the desk figured it was just Tommy
bringing around yet another girl to ball.

When I got to the room I'd watched Tommy enter, I knocked lightly
on the door.  It opened immediately, and I went in.  Tommy then
locked and chained the door behind me.  The room was nothing
special, except for the one thing I'd always thought of when I
thought about a place like this.  It actually had a mirror on the
ceiling above the bed!

It was obvious that we were both nervous.  Then Tommy suggested a
warm shower to loosen up.  After all, we had plenty of time.  We
had both told our parents that we were sleeping over at friends'
houses, and Tommy rented the room for the whole night.  So we
started to strip off our clothes.  It probably would have been
better for us to help each other, but we were just too anxious to
think of that.  As each piece of Tommy's clothes came off, I felt
more and more like it was all a dream.  He was absolutely
gorgeous!  I couldn't believe this was happening.  After a
minute, we were both completely naked.  Then Tommy said something
to me that I never expected to hear from him, "You're beautiful." 
It never occurred to me that he must like my looks too.  He took
me in his arms, and we kissed.  It was a deep, probing kiss, our
tongues intertwined.  I broke it off and took Tommy's hand,
leading him into the bathroom.

The shower and bath weren't huge, but they were a pretty good
size.  As I leaned in to adjust the water temperature, I felt
Tommy's hands on my ass.  Then he was rubbing his dick up against
me--he was hard already.  "Not yet," I said, "I'm not ready to do
that yet."  "Yeah, okay," Tommy replied, not sounding at all
disappointed.  "If you want, you can do me first," he countered. 
At that, I suggested that we take this one step at a time.

The water had gotten to a good temperature by then, so we stepped
slowly into it.  The way the water washed over Tommy's hair made
him look even sexier, something I didn't think was possible.  To
prolong things, we each took turns kneeling in the water so the
other could rub in shampoo.  We went through an entire washing
ritual.  Well, at least for the head and body until we got down
to the waistline.  It was my turn to soap up Tommy, and the next
area to be washed was sticking straight out at me.  I said I had
a better idea than using soap and water, "but you better coach me
along 'cause I don't really know what to do," I told him.  Then I
worked up my nerve and leaned forward, taking as much of his cock
as possible into my mouth.  As I closed my mouth around his dick,
I could feel it throbbing.  I grabbed his beautiful, tight
asscheeks and started sucking his dick for all I was worth.  At
first, all he said was to be careful with my teeth.  Then, after
a minute, he said that I shouldn't just try to suck.  "What
really feels best is to have the head of your dick licked," he
said.  So, I pulled back and looked at his dick.  Then, holding
his dick tightly with my right hand, I licked the tip of it, then
the right side, then the left, alternating strokes all around it. 
All along Tommy had his hands in my hair as the water ran down
over the two of us.  As I licked, he was moaning how great it
felt, encouraging me.  "Oh yeah, that feels incredible.  Yeah,
Doug.  Yeah, lick it!"  Then I noticed his balls pulling closer
to him little by little.  "Take me in your mouth again," he
almost begged.  So I did, and he started a slow pumping action,
with his hands on the back of my head and his hips pumping as if
my mouth was one of the pussies he'd fucked, shoving his dick in
about halfway then pulling out again.  I was grateful that he
didn't shove it in all the way.  I never could have handled that
without choking.  As he did this, I hadn't even touched my own
dick, but I felt like I could cum right then.  So I reached down
with my right hand and started pumping my own dick.  As I did
this, I reveled in the feel of his dick in my mouth.  It felt
hard as a rock, except for the bottom of it which felt sort of
softer and velvety but still very firm against my tongue.  My
left hand never left his tight buns and I could feel his strong
muscles pulling them even tighter as he thrust into my mouth. 
Then Tommy made a sort of gasping sound and barely moaned "I'm
cumming Doug!", as I felt his dick start to jump and spurt.  He
stopped his thrusting, just holding the back of my head, as I
felt every spurt flowing through his dick.  I felt the pulses on
the bottom of his dick as it rested on my tongue.  Then I tasted
his semen for the first time.  It tasted wonderful.  It was a
little salty, but I it was the best taste in the world.  With
that, I started cumming.  I shot a huge load that splashed all
over Tommy's legs.  I must have shot for a solid minute.  Then,
before it could get washed down the drain, Tommy reached down and
ran his finger along his legs to pick up what he could.  Then he
took his cum-soaked finger and put it in his mouth.  I let his
dick drop from my mouth and stood up.  "You're delicious," he
said.  "Couldn't be as wonderful as what I just tasted," I
declared.  We kissed again and then proceeded to finish our
washing.  We were done in a minute or two, and I shut the water
as we stepped out of the tub.  We toweled each other off, and it
quickly became apparent that we weren't going to get much sleep
that night.  Already, we were both rock hard again.

                  Tommy the Quarterback--Part 2

I stood there, the luckiest guy in the world as far as I could
tell.  I had just stepped out of the shower with my school's star
high school quarterback.  We were both 17 and hot for each other,
a fact I'd only discovered that afternoon.  Of course, I knew for
a long time that I desired Tommy, but I never dreamed the feeling
was mutual, until this very afternoon when he confessed it to me. 
Since then, we'd jerked each other off and then met at a hotel
where I'd just sucked him off in the shower while I jerked off
with my free hand.

Now I was following Tommy back out into the bedroom, all the way
with my eyes fixed on the tightest, most muscular ass I'd ever
seen.  Tommy had not a hair on him, except for his beautiful head
of blond hair and the ones around the base of his cock.  With
every step, his muscles rippled.  I thought I was in good shape,
but he put me (and every other guy I'd ever seen) to shame.  He
stopped at the foot of the bed and turned to me.  Both of us were
sporting hard-ons again.  He told me to lie on the bed, so I did. 
I was laying fact down, and I had no idea what was next--we were
learning together.  Tommy climbed on top of me, and I could feel
his big cock rubbing against the crack in my ass as he kissed up
my back and over my shoulders and neck.  "Roll over," he said,
and we went into a deep embrace, rolling together, as our mouths
found each other in deep, passionate tongue kisses.  His body
felt amazingly strong, and I knew I'd let him do ANYTHING he
wanted to do to me.

Then, Tommy told me to lie still, and he started kissing his way
down my chest.  He stopped to suck my nipples, first the right
one then the left.  He licked, sucked and nibbled on each one
before continuing to tongue his way down over my belly.  As he
approached to my dick, I was hoping he'd keep on going.  Of
course, I figured Tommy knew a little more about how to give
blowjobs than I did.  He'd never given one before, but, being the
king stud of our school, he'd gotten more blowjobs than he could
count.  So, when he started licking the head of my dick, I just
hung on for the ride.  Tommy licked all around the head and down
my rock-hard shaft.  Then he moved down to my hanging balls and
licked at them for a minute.  Moving back to my dick, he began a
pattern of motions.  He would lick around the head, then take
more than half the shaft into his mouth, sucking me, then come
back up to again lick around the swollen head of my dick.  I had
never received a blowjob before, and it took all of my self-
control to keep from shooting on the first few licks.  As Tommy
continued to bob his handsome head up, down and around my dick, I
told him I was about to cum.  Even so, he didn't let up for a
moment.  I had put my hands in his hair and was rubbing his head
as he sucked me off.  I felt my balls tighten and a tingling in
my legs as I squeezed my butt tight, feeling the impending
orgasm.  "I'm cumming!", I yelled, and Tommy just kept on
sucking.  I came harder than I ever had before.  I shot again and
again into Tommy's sucking mouth.  He just kept sucking me,
trying to get every drop, as I thrashed about on the bed from the
almost unbearable pleasure of it.  Finally, after what seemed
like a (heavenly) eternity, my orgasm subsided.  Tommy let my
dick drop from his cum-dripping mouth and looked up at me, lines
of my semen running all over his chin.  "How was that?", he
asked.  "Not bad," was all I could say, gasping for breath.

He moved back up the bad and lay next to me.  We kissed gently,
even though he must have needed to cum very badly.  I could feel
his penis throbbing against my side.  As we kissed, I tasted my
jizz on his lips.  "Give me a minute," I said, "I need to catch
my breath."  "No problem," said Tommy, "I love looking at you
anyhow.  I'll just do that for now."  I must have fallen asleep,
because the next thing I know, it's an hour later and I'm waking
up to the feel of a tongue on my ass.  I looked down, and saw my
beautiful blond-haired, blue-eyed stud licking my ass.  "Thought
I'd try something else," he said.  "I'm surprised you waited so
long," I replied.  "Yeah, so am I.  I thought my dick was gonna
explode."  "And is it?", I asked.  "How about inside of you,
Doug?"  "Okay," I said, "but take it easy.  I know you've taken a
lot of cherries, but I'd appreciate it if you'd be gentle with
mine."  "You got it."  With that, Tommy spread my asscheeks and
proceeded to do something I'd only read about in the raunchiest
of the porno mags.  He licked my asshole.  Not just once or
lightly.  He darted his tongue all the way in and licked around
my hole.  It felt wonderful.  "Sure you haven't done this
before?", I asked as my hard-on returned, pressing into the
mattress.  "Sure I've done it before," he said, "with a girl I
balled in this very bed.  I've just never done it where the other
side of the body had a gorgeous dick attached."  He returned to
his licking for another fantastic minute, then got to his knees
and looked like he was about to use his own saliva to lube his
dick.  With that, I asked if I might not be able to help.  So he
slid up the bed as I rolled over.  Tommy was straddling my chest,
as his dick pointed at my mouth.  It was definitely the most
beautiful dick I'd ever seen.  I opened my mouth, and he slid it
in.  This time I got nearly all of it in.  I felt his big balls
slap my chin, and I put my hands on his ass to encourage him to
fuck my mouth like he had in the shower.  But he pulled back and
said we'd have plenty of time for that later, "after we both lose
our virginity."  That thought really got my dick throbbing. 
First Tommy was gonna shove that throbbing pole up my ass, then
I'd really get to feel the power of the muscles in his tight ass
as they gripped my teenage dick.

Tommy moved back down the bed, and I rolled over again to give
him access to my anus.  I lifted my butt a little, and he spread
my cheeks with his hands.  Next, I felt the head of his dick,
slick with my saliva, slip between my cheeks.  What came next
wasn't as painful as I'd expected.  As this big stud pushed hard,
the head of his dick slipped into my anus.  There was a sharp
pain, but it soon faded.  Tommy slowly slid the rest of his dick
into me until I could feel his balls pressed against my ass. 
"That feels great," I moaned.  "From this end too.  I've NEVER
felt anything this tight," said Tommy.  With that, he leaned
forward and licked and kissed the back of my neck.  Then he began
pumping in and out of my ass.  I reached back and grabbed the
sides of his hips.  "What are you doing?", he asked.  "I wanted
to feel every ripple of your muscles," I said.  "I have a better
idea," he replied.  With that, Tommy pulled his dick all the way
out of my butt and told me to roll over.  I asked what he planned
to do, and he said he wanted to fuck me "missionary style."  I
said that was impossible, but he didn't thing so.  So we took one
of the pillows and put it under my ass.  Then Tommy had me pull
my legs up in the air as high as I could.  He knelt down and
rubbed his dick against my asscheeks again, until he found my
hole.  Then he pushed it in all the way.  I couldn't hold my legs
up too long, but, with him kneeling forward only a little as he
banged me, I was able to let my legs drop onto his shoulders. 
Then I just enjoyed the ride.

This was more than I'd ever thought possible.  I was able to see
the mirror above the bed, and watching his back and ass as he
pumped into me was like watching a porno flick and getting
buttfucked all at once.  It was an amazing added rush.  I was
also able to watch the amazing looks of pleasure on his face. 
Tommy was pulling almost all the way out of my ass, then
thrusting back in up to his balls.  As he stroked and stroked,
his mouth dropped open and he closed his eyes.  Every muscled
line on his neck shown with the sheer pleasure he was getting.  I
hadn't even touched my dick, and I was already on the verge of
cumming.  Tommy started to thrust even harder, actually shoving
my whole body back and forth on the bed.  Then he looked down at
me and reached down to play with my nipples, pulling and twisting
them.  His pace and his breathing became even faster, and I knew
he was going to cum soon.  I felt his cock start to quiver in my
ass as he fucked me, and I knew it would start to gush its juice
at any second.  "I'm gonna cum Doug," he said, "kiss me while I
cum."  He leaned as far forward as he could and I grabbed the
back of his head with my left hand, pulling our mouths together. 
We kissed deeply as his dick spurted  what felt like of a gallon
of his hot cream into me--I could feel every spurt.  At the same
time, I grabbed my dick with my free hand and pumped frantically. 
Almost instantly, I came, shooting lines of cum all over both of
us.  We came for what felt like forever.  Then Tommy removed his
dick from my well fucked ass and collapsed next to me.  We kissed
and cuddled together, exhausted from our first real fuck.  It was
just midnight and we had hours to go, but we needed a few
minutes' rest first.

                  Tommy the Quarterback--Part 3

I couldn't believe how good it all felt.  It was better than my
wildest, wettest dream.  My hunk of a quarterback had emptied his
big balls up my ass and I had shot my load all over both of us.  We
rested a little, but the feel of his hard body against mine had me
hard again in minutes.

Tommy had taken my virginity, and now it was my turn to take his
anal cherry.  I had him roll over onto his stomach and started to
do what he had done to me.  "Tell me if I'm doing this good," I
said.  He hunched up his ass, and I licked all along the crack. 
Then I began to part his rock solid cheeks, and it wasn't easy
until I told him to relax a little.  I managed to get to Tommy's
pink asshole, and I felt no restraint from that moment on.  I
started to lick at his asshole, sticking my tongue in as much as I
could.  He spread his huge, muscular legs further, and I kept up my
rim job, learning what he liked as I went.  I moved down for a
minute and licked his big balls.  "Oh yeah, Doug, I could cum again
right now."  "Not yet, first things first."  With that, I spit in
my hand and rubbed it on the head of my throbbing boner.  Then I
put the head against Tommy's pink asshole.  At first, I couldn't
get it in.  It almost started to bend in half when I began pushing.

Then he relaxed his sphincter muscles a little, and I was in. 
Nearly my entire dick went in with the one thrust, and Tommy
grunted loudly.  "Oh Doug, that's incredible."  I've never felt
anything like that."  Neither had I.  It felt like I couldn't even
move my dick, he had such a grip on it.  But I slowly made small
pumping motions, never really getting to long strokes.

I reached around and grabbed my lover's big cock.  It was hard as
granite.  I could feel every beat of his heart through it, and I
ran my hand down to find his balls pulled in tight like he was
about to shoot.  With that, I pulled all the way out.  "Roll over,"
I said.  He smiled and did it, knowing what I had in mind (exactly
what he had just done with me).  I didn't have to say anything, and
he pulled his legs up towards his chest.  He was amazingly
flexible, and I had easy access for reentering him.  I slid back in
much more easily than my first entry.  Again, he moaned, and I
delighted in watching the look of sheer, intense pleasure on his
strikingly handsome face.  As I began my short pumping motions
again, Tommy reached down to his dick and began pumping it rapidly
with both hands.

Almost immediately, he shot an immense load of semen all over me. 
The feeling of his cum spurting up onto my chest and face, combined
with the squeezing Tommy's orgasm put on my dick, pushed me way
over the brink.  I shot deep inside him, collapsing onto his chest
from the sheer, unbelievable pleasure of it.  I had stopped
pumping, but my dick was still spurting from the tightness of his
ass and the squeezing of his orgasm.  Eventually I stopped shooting
cum into him, and I started to catch my breath.  As I did, we
kissed lightly.  Then I lifted myself up a little, and we both
looked down and couldn't help but laugh a little.  The outlines of
our muscles were highlighted by what looked like a glistening sea
of jism.  Tommy must have cum a gallon.

We kissed and hugged and fell asleep in each other's arms.  When we
woke up, it was almost morning.  I started by kissing and licking
all over his body.  Tommy's beautiful dick throbbed to life. 
"Let's go shower," he said.  Great idea!  We went back to where our
night began.  And this time, as we washed up, Tommy dropped to his
knees and started to lick and suck my balls.  I was already pretty
stiff, but this made me rock hard.

I watched as the big quarterback's beautiful face moved all around
my genitals.  He moved to my dick and began licking the head.  It
was the most wonderful of feelings.  I leaned back against the tile
wall and reached down with my hands, running my fingers through his
lovely mane of blond hair.  As I did this, he engulfed my entire
throbbing boner with his hot mouth.  Tommy took me all the way in,
until I could feel the light stubble on his chin rubbing my balls. 
With his left hand, he kept massaging my balls, as he ran his right
over my ass, squeezing and rubbing it.  Then he began bobbing up
and down on my tool, licking and sucking all the way.  This was
amazing!  I began moaning "Oh Tommy, that's incredible! Suck
harder! Harder!"

He never slackened his pace, and I soon knew I was about to cum. 
He must have known too, for he started snaking the fingers of his
right hand into my crack.  As he pressed a finger against my anus,
I tried to relax a little, but it was difficult.  He pushed, and
his finger suddenly went right in.  That was all it took.  I yelled
that I was cumming, and he sucked for all he was worth while
wiggling his finger around in my rectum.  I shot spurt after spurt
of my cum into his mouth, and he never missed a drop, his finger in
my ass making me cum that much harder.

As he kept swallowing, my knees began to buckle.  Unlike my hot,
hard lover, I couldn't cum so hard and remain standing upright. 
Tommy kept sucking me, as my ass kept squeezing his finger.  At the
same time, he tried to support me, and I was able to lean back
harder against the wall, staying partially standing.  As I
collapsed from the exertion, we met halfway, almost in a squat,
where he took me in his arms and kissed me deeply.  I said all that
I could think then--"I love you."  "I love you too."

With that, I reached down for the rod of steel I had felt rubbing
my thighs.  Tommy said, "Where do you want it, lady?" and we both
laughed.  "Take it around back," I said.  And so, I got all the way
to my knees and, pushing the curtain aside, leaned over the end of
the tub.  Then Tommy got right behind me and I looked back to see
him spit in his hand and slick up his throbbing cock.  As I looked
back, his beatiful form was outlined by the spray of the shower
head, and I knew that if he could fuck me forever, I'd be happy.

He didn't waste any time.  He put the pulsing head of his cock to
my anus and pushed.  Our moans filled the bathroom.  "Oh Tommy,
that's sooooo good!"  "Oh Doug, you're so fucking tight!"  He had
a lot more staying power than me (having fucked half the girls in
school), and he just kept pumping and pumping!  I was soon hard
again, and he reached around and grabbed my dick with his right
hand.  He squeezed me hard and started stroking my dick from head
to balls.  In and out he pumped and the pressure was too much on
me.  I started cumming again, shooting line after line of cum
against the side of the tub.  My orgasm squeezed Tom's dick hard,
and the rhythmic squeezing was enough to send him over the edge. 
"I'm cumming!"  I felt every spurt as his dick began to pulse and
fire it's load up my ass.  And he kept pumping, until he shuddered
again, his dick still spurting, and let out a great groan.  With
that, he collapsed on top of me, and I felt his hot breath on my
ear.  He was panting and I loved the feel of his muscular weight on
my back as his dick kept spurting and leaking more juice.  Finally
it stopped, and he kissed lightly around my neck and ears, still
with me pinned to the tub--but I loved every second of it.

We stayed that way for a few minutes.  From there, we really got
cleaned up and headed out, sharing a last deep kiss before leaving
the motel room and promising each other much more to cum!


                      Tommy the Quarterback--Part 4

     A whole new life had opened up to me.  It's still hard to
believe.  Not only had I found my gay self, but I had done it
with the biggest stud I knew--my high school's 6'3" blond stud
quarterback!

     Well, we got done in the motel that first night and headed
home.  I didn't know what to do with myself all day.  I certainly
jerked off a lot, just thinking about all the hot things we had
done, but it was nothing like the real thing, and I was dying for
more.  So, after resting up for a while, I called Tom at home. 
His mother answered and asked who it was.  I told her and then
waited, as I heard her yell, "Tommy, it's your friend Doug!" 
Friend!  If only she knew Tommy's "friend" had just gotten done
having an all-night sex marathon with her beautiful son, fucking
his hard ass, sucking his cock and taking his hot load up my ass.

     Tom came to the phone.  "Hi, Doug."  "Hi yourself, stud."  I
quickly realized I'd have to be more careful, as I heard Tommy
say, "Oh yeah, my Mom's still here."  Then to his Mom, "Doug
wanted me to say how nice you sound."  I guess I was just too
blinded by love (or was it lust?) to think straight.  "So what
are you doing today?" I asked.  "Just hangin' out," Tommy said. 
So we made arrangements to get together.  But Tommy being so
popular, there was no place to go without running into friends of
his.  We first met behind the school, but, of course, a bunch of
the jocks were there working out.  They immediately approached us
(well, Tommy actually) and tried to get us involved in a pick-up
game of basketball.  Now I was no jock, but my newly blossomed
gay side was in full fever, and I was not going to miss this
opportunity to rub up against all these hot jocks.

     So we played.  I sucked (figure of speech here,
unfortunately) at basketball, but it was fun anyhow.  We were at
it for over an hour when everybody decided they'd had enough.  So
we all headed out of the school grounds.  I walked with Tommy. 
With us were Jim, a friend of Tommy's who was there right before
our secret relationship blossomed, and Steve, a 17-year-old hard-
bodied soccer player who was pretty popular around school.

     We all went back to Tommy's house.  Everybody from his
family was out, so we all just spread out in his den, watched
some TV and talked.  We talked about all sorts of stuff.  Girls,
mostly.  It was a really weird feeling, listening to Tom's
masculine voice talk in all kinds of graphic detail about some of
the hottest girls in school, while remembering what we had just
done the night before.  At one point, when Jim said, "Hey, cool
it down or I'm gonna cream my shorts," I thought I would cum
myself just from hearing that.  I had a huge, aching erection
from all that talk, and Jim's comment made it almost unbearable. 
Then Tommy said, "Yeah, this thing's about to burst," grabbing
his now-hard dick through his shorts.  Not having hung out with
these guys much before, I had no idea how open they were about
this stuff.

     Then Jim said, "Well, I gotta go.  I've got a date tonight,
and, after all that, I can't wait.  So I'm headin' home to
'freshen up'."  "Freshen up, my ass," Tommy replied, "try not to
stain your sheets too badly."  Jim pretended to be shocked,
responding with, "Why I'd never do such a thing!  Besides, a
little soap in the shower works much better!"  We all laughed at
that one, and Jim left.

     Tommy then said he was gonna go hit the shower, and we
(Steve and I) were both welcome to use the shower if we wanted. 
We both said that we didn't have any clean clothes there, but
Tommy insisted that we could borrow some of his sweats and just
roll up the sleeves and legs if they were too big.  I said okay
to this, perhaps a little too fast, but Steve eventually agreed
too.

     Tommy then showed us where the towels were and brought us to
the bathroom.  We took our time undressing, as Tommy jumped in
the shower.  I tried to wait as long as I could, because I knew I
would have trouble hiding my stiff dick when I watched Tommy
washing down in the shower.  Not that I was supposed to spend my
time staring at the shower while he was in it, but it was hard to
keep from looking either.  Steve and I talked a bit, while Tommy
lathered up on the other side of the glass.  Little did I know
Tommy had a plan of his own!

     The talk eventually got back onto sex, and, even through the
partially frosted glass, we could clearly see Tommy was enjoying
the conversation--the evidence was sticking straight out in front
of him.

     Steve said something about it, and Tommy replied, "Yeah, and
I know you want it too Steve!"  Steve looked shocked, and said he
didn't know what Tommy was talking about.  Still, seeing these
two guys (Steve was completely naked too by now) and hearing this
conversation, I was unbelievably hard.  Then Tommy left the water
running and stepped out of the steaming shower.

     "Come on Steve," Tommy said, "I've seen you steal glances at
me in the locker room."  Steve then turned to me and said,
"Really Doug, Tommy's kidding."  "It makes no difference to me,"
I said.  Now Steve really looked confused.  "Come on," Tommy
added, "you can tell the truth.  We're sworn to secrecy."  Steve
looked scared shitless and began to deny everything when Tommy
stared right at Steve's dick, and said, "You know, Steve, I think
your dick doesn't know enough to go along with your story."  Sure
enough, Steve was getting hard right before our eyes.  After that
comment, he looked like he was going to cry.  So Tommy said,
"Hey, it's alright Steve," and enveloped Steve in a big hug,
their hot bodies rubbing together.

     "What you need is to unwind in this nice hot shower."  With
that, Tommy steered Steve toward the shower, then disappeared
into the hall for a minute.  When he came back, he said, "I set
the alarm, so we'll have a little warning if anyone comes home. 
I'm not expecting them for a while, but who knows?  I mean, my
folks know I let other guys use the place to shower and stuff,
but I don't think they should see this."  I just nodded my
agreement.

     By then, Steve was under the shower with his head leaning
against the wall.  Tommy then walked into the shower--it was
bigger than the average shower, but not huge, so they really made
quite a scene together in there.  Then Tommy started massaging
Steve's shoulders.  "Come on, Steve, we know.  You might as well
say it.  You have our word that we'll never tell a soul.  I mean,
as much as you're worried, what would people think of us?  We're
here with you too.  Trust me, we'll never tell."  "Doug too?"
Steve asked.  "Me too," I responded.  "Thanks guys," he said,
"but why?"  "Why do you think?" Tommy asked him.  "Well, you
can't be gay," Steve said.  "No, I guess not," Tom replied.  "I'm
just a straight guy who likes getting soccer-playing studs like
you naked in his shower.  Then Steve suddenly looked much
happier.  He turned to me, and asked, "You too?"  I then told him
about the prior night, and he just got more and more excited.

     Then Steve started looking at Tommy with an amazingly
lustful look in his eyes.  This was _really_ hot!  You already
know what Tommy looks like.  Now picture him standing naked, toe-
to-toe with a 5'8" dark brown-haired, well-toned soccer player,
namely Steve.  Steve's deep brown eyes were soaking up Tom's hard
body--all 6'3" of blond-haired, blue-eyed, muscular beauty! 
Steve looked pretty good in the cock department too.  He was hard
as a rock and his cut cock looked to be about 6" long and had a
nice width too.

     Tommy made the first move.  He started rubbing his hands
over Steve's chest, pinching his nipples, then leaning down to
lick and suck them.  Steve moaned softly and said how great it
felt.  Then Tom picked up his head, and they locked in a deep
tongue kiss.  They were going at it like you wouldn't believe. 
By then, I had stripped off the last of my clothes and was
rubbing my cock while watching this hot action.

     After what seemed like several minutes, they broke the kiss,
and Tommy again went to work on Steve's body.  He kissed all
around his neck, then went on to his nipples, sucking and
nibbling one while rubbing the other.  Then he kissed across
Steve's flat stomach, until he reached Steve's throbbing dick. 
Suddenly, Tommy grabbed Steve's dick and looked it over.  Steve
moaned with just this touch.  I thought he might cum right then. 
(But then I figured Steve should have some control.  After all,
he was one of the minority of guys in the school who had a real,
steady girlfriend--and they'd been seen doing some pretty serious
fondling after school, so he must have been getting some action. 
Only later would I learn that, for some guys, control only comes
with age.)  So Steve moaned, and Tommy asked him if he was gonna
cum.  "I'm close," Steve said.  "Doesn't Cindy [Steve's
girlfriend] suck you off?" Tommy asked.  "Sometimes," Steve said. 
"Mostly she just likes me to fuck her.  Still, that's never felt
as hot as this!"  "Well, we can't have you cumming too fast. 
That would ruin all the fun."  With that, Tommy reached behind
Steve and turned one of the shower controls.  Steve almost leaped
out of there as he was suddenly hit with a spray of icy cold
water.  That did the trick too.  By the time Tom had reset the
temperature to where it was before, Steve had wilted somewhat.

     Now only half-hard, Steve looked down as Tommy again fondled
his cock.  Tommy lifted it up, leaned in and began licking
Steve's balls.  He licked all around Steve's sack, then sucked in
one after the other.  By then, Steve was again throbbing away,
his cock as hard as a tent stake.  Tommy then pulled back and
looked up at Steve.  "How's it goin' so far?" he asked with a
smile.  "Man, I've never felt anything like this," Steve panted. 
"Well, if you liked that, you should love this!"

     With that, Tommy leaned back in and licked the tip of
Steve's dick.  Steve was apparently going to be a real moaner. 
He leaned over and supported himself on one wall and let out a
moan that made me want to leap in there immediately and join the
fun, but the shower just wasn't made for three--well, at least it
didn't _look_ big enough.  So I stayed outside and did my best to
keep from cumming on the floor.

     Next, Tommy licked up and down Steve's hard shaft, then
plunged his mouth down over it, taking the whole thing in.  With
that, he began bobbing up and down, as Steve looked like he was
going to keel over from the sheer pleasure of it.  After about
thirty seconds of this, Tommy stopped, and, through quick
breaths, told Steve he shouldn't just stand there.  "Fuck my
face, Steve.  I can take it."  Smiling a huge, beautiful white
smile, Steve said, "Yeah, but I'm not sure I can!  But I'll try."

     Tommy plunged back down, and Steve started pistoning his
narrow, athletic hips back and forth, as I watched his cock go in
and out of Tom's beautiful face.  I had never seen anything so
hot in my life!  (Well, except maybe the view of Tommy's back in
the overhead mirror as head fucked me the night before)

     With all this action, it wasn't too long before Steve panted
out between moans that he couldn't hold out much longer.  He said
it a couple of times, and I got the feeling he didn't know what
Tommy would think if he came in his mouth.  But I knew, so I
yelled in, "Shoot it, Steve.  Cum in his mouth!"  With that,
Steve let out a huge, deep moan and jammed his cock into Tommy's
mouth and held it there.  Tommy got his first taste of Steve's
cum and swallowed some of it down, as Steve's cock continued to
spurt volley after volley of hot cum into Tommy's mouth.  Then,
after Steve's orgasm subsided (and I'd swear he was cumming even
longer than Tommy had been sucking him), Tommy stood up and gave
him a long deep kiss.  With that, Steve just sorta collapsed
against one wall.  Then Tommy backed out of the shower into the
now steam-filled room and came over to me.

     He took me in his strong arms and kissed me deeply, as I got
a taste of a little bit of Steve's cum that was left over in
Tom's mouth.  Then I heard Steve say, "Oh yeah, Doug, I forgot
you were there."  I laughed and said I wasn't surprised.  Then I 
looked down and saw Tommy's ragingly hard dick that had been
poking me since he came over to me.

     "So," I said, "what are we going to do with that?" 
"Whatever you like, my lover," he responded.  "Okay, how about
you take that big dick and fuck my brains out?"  "Well, if you
insist," Tommy replied with a huge smile.  So he kissed me
deeply, then started licking all over my body.  Did I say
something about Steve cumming fast?  I should talk!  I thought I
might shoot before he even touched my dick.  But I held on.  I
laid on back on the bathroom rug, and Tommy continued his work.

     He gave my dick a quick once-over, then I pulled my legs way
up in the air, and he started rimming me.  He licked all around
my asshole, licking up and down, then sticking his tongue in and
darting it around.  I'll admit I was still a little sore from the
night before, but not too sore, and it was more than overwhelmed
by my lust.  After a couple of minutes of this, Tommy pulled back 
and smiled at me.  "Ready?" he asked.  I sure was, and he moved
up between my legs and put the head of his hard, throbbing dick
at my hole.  He spit down onto his dick, rubbed it all around,
getting it slick, the pushed forward.  He eased slowly in, as I
bit my lip from the bit of pain I felt.

     Once he was all the way in, I could feel his big balls
touching my ass.  He looked beautiful above me, and I kissed him
deeply, tasting an odd, but not unpleasant, kinda taste--I guess
that was from that extensive rim job he'd given me.  Then he
pulled out of my ass most of the way and thrust back in.  I'd
swear I could feel every ridge of his hard cock as he fucked me. 
He picked up the pace and kept going, in and out, in and out, as
the sweat started to drip from both of us.  I was pumping my own
dick, as I got fucked by this super-stud.  Then he stopped for a
minute with his dick buried all the way in me.  He leaned in
close and whispered that he was sure if I saved my load, Steve
would be glad to help.  Funny thing is, now _I_ had forgotten
that Steve was there.  When I looked in Steve's direction, I saw
a hot 17-year-old with a huge hard-on and a look of pure lust on
his face as he watched Tommy fuck my ass.  Clearly, Tommy was
right.

     Then Tommy went back to fucking me, pumping harder and
harder as he got hotter and hotter.  He was panting hard now, as
his sweat dripped onto me and I felt he was getting close to
cumming.  He leaned in again and we kissed.  That's the hottest
feeling--kissing my stud as I feel his dick pumping my ass! 
Suddenly, as his tongue was dancing around my mouth, he moaned
right into me, stopped pumping, and I felt his dick spurt into me
so hard I could actually feel his cum as it shot out of his dick
into me.  It was the most amazing feeling, especially since he
didn't break our kiss until he had finished spurting.  Then, once
he'd gotten his breath back, he said, "God you are the hottest
person I've ever known."  "You're not so bad yourself," I said. 
"But now I wonder if I can get some help with _my_ dick.  God,
I'm hard as a rock."  Tommy looked back toward the shower, and
said, "Hey Steve, you know anyone who can help Doug with his
problem?"  With that, Steve walked out, sporting a hard-on and
practically drooling with lust.  He said nothing.  Instead, he
just came towards me as Tommy got out of the way.  I expected
some kind of nervous protest from Steve about how he'd never done
these things before or something.  After all, I wasn't the one
who seduced him.  But there was none of that.  Instead, he just
mumbled something about having had dreams like this for years. 
Then he dropped down between my legs, leaned over and began
sucking me like there was no tomorrow.

     I couldn't believe how good this kid was.  He didn't have
any of the subtleties of how to be good at giving head (like any
of us were experts then), but he sure liked what he was doing. 
He was bobbing up and down furiously and sucking on me so hard, 
a vacuum cleaner would have been jealous.  I ran my hands through
his thick, wet hair as he kept on sucking.  Then it was my turn
to moan, telling Steve how great it felt, until after no more
than two or three minutes, I felt that wonderful feeling
beginning.  I didn't tell Steve, but I think he must have sensed
it was coming.  Even so, he never let up his pace, and I shot wad
after wad of pent-up cum into his mouth.  He swallowed every bit
of it!  After my orgasm finally subsided, he let my softening
dick out of his mouth, as I tried to catch my breath.  "Man," I
said, "that was great.  If that's what you're like on your first
try, you're gonna be amazing with a little practice."  Steve
said, "Thanks, but now I've got this little problem of my own,"
looking down at his own dick.  I told him to straddle my head and
fuck my face like it was Cindy's pussy.

     "That's sounds good," he replied, "but I'd rather think it's
you under me."  Then he climbed on top of me and slipped his hard
dick into my open mouth.  I sucked down on him, doing my best to
breathe through my nose, as Steve pistoned in and out of my
mouth.  God, I loved that feeling!  His hard dick filling my
mouth and his balls coming to rest on my chin with every thrust. 
As he fucked my face, I rubbed my hands all over his lower back,
his legs and, of course, his tight ass, as I occasionally stuck a
finger in to play with his asshole--each time eliciting a deep
moan.  He was fucking my face much longer than he had been able
to hold out under Tommy's sucking, so I had a chance to reach
down and stroke my dick which had gotten hard again.  What I
didn't realize is that Tommy had also hardened watching us and
was moving over my legs to a position where he could shoot right
onto Steve and me.

     After several minutes of Steve's face-fucking, I heard
Tommy's panting and then felt his cum, as he shot on Steve's back
and legs and my chest and stomach.  The effect on Steve and me
was the same.  I immediately began to shoot my wad all over
myself and some even reached Steve's back.  This sent him over
the brink, and I pulled his ass towards me, trying to keep every
inch of him in my mouth, as I felt his dick begin to pulse and
empty his load into my mouth as I swallowed every bit of it (I
never did understand why anyone wouldn't swallow!).  It was
great--the feeling of Steve's dick, as I felt every spurt run
through the bottom it as it rested on my tongue--all of this
combined to add to my orgasm to the point where I thought I'd
pass out.  Then Steve just kinda pulled out, moved down a little
and collapsed on top of me.

     "I love you both," was the next thing Steve said.  He added
that he'd never felt anything like that and wanted to keep doing
it as often as possible.  With that, we had permanently added
another person to our relationship--and a _hot_ stud of a person
at that!  We all showered down for real then and shared a few
last kisses before Steve and I headed for our respective homes,
knowing that our next encounter wouldn't be too long in
coming.....