Date: Thu, 6 Oct 2016 11:57:57 -0400
From: Tripp Savidge <trippsavidge@gmail.com>
Subject: Troy's Adventures, Chapter 1: Blow Out

This is a work of fiction, and contains scenes of explicit gay sex. Any
resemblance to actual places, persons, or events is coincidental. If you
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Troy's Adventures: CH 1: BLOW OUT, Copyright 2013 Tripp Savidge. All
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Blow Out
by Tripp Savidge

My life sucked. It had started with a major fight with my dad after
chores - I think he truly hates me. I knew he was disappointed that I
wasn't more like him but I didn't realize that he found my total
existence to be an embarrassment. Then I had my session with coach before
school and now P.E., and of course the required shower. The good part was
since my mom convinced Coach to start my before school workouts, I had
really filled out and was in pretty credible form. I had well defined
muscles and even coach was proud of my progress. After two years I hoped
so. Bad part was it hadn't stopped the bullying or teasing - and my dad
still seemed to hate the sight of me.

As my mom put it, I was a late bloomer - so to my classmates I was always
a scrawny, geeky farm boy ripe for abuse. Part of it was being in a small
town with a class of less than a 100 kids. Didn't matter that I was now
more fit than most of them and had finally grown to a decent 5'10". I had
really hoped to hit 6' but with a dad who was 5'6" and mom at 5'2" guess
that wasn't really likely. Oh and then I didn't look like other guys or
take after my dad - thick muscled with a barrel chest and covered in
hair, no I was 'pretty' in a redneck town where that was not cool. Not
just a little pretty, but as I was frequently told - VERY pretty. Light
blond curly hair, golden brown skin and light blue eyes - with features
that made girls envious. Didn't matter that I was all muscle, no one
could get past the rest.

Then there was my other challenge - Doc said I was blessed, I thought it
was more of a curse. Last time, he even gave me a lecture on how not to
hurt a girl and with my size how careful I'd have to be. I was so
embarrassed! He even sent me off with sample packs of lube and condemns
for the larger man. My dick was big, over 11" and thick. Some of the guys
called me horse dick and teased that my mom must have been confused on
which farm animal fathered me. I learned to be very careful and not
expose myself if at all possible.

Yeah, life sucks. I'd had more than one girl decide she couldn't date me
because she couldn't deal with a guy who was prettier and got more looks
than she did. And the few that did and stayed around dropped me as soon
as we got intimate. Well really, as soon as they saw or got an inkling of
my dick. I thought things were going to be different with Janice and I
had real trepidation when we got to the point where she wanted to see it.
That ended badly. I was called an abomination and she never spoke to me
again.

It didn't matter that I really would have preferred guys. Midwestern,
Bible belt, redneck town, no - that was a sure way to end up beat up bad
or dead. 'Gay' was just not accepted and if I didn't get roughed up
enough by the rednecks, my dad would have finished me off. So mine was a
life of seclusion, blending in and my own secret fantasies where no one
could see.

Today my goal was to keep a really low profile, as was always my plan in
the locker room. I had picked a locker away from all the jocks so when I
came back from the shower, carefully wrapped in my towel it was a shock
to see Jon and several of the football team all standing in front of my
locker.

And of course it had to be Jon Babinez - without question the hottest,
most attractive guy in the whole school. Compared to the rest of us, he
was exotic. Standing there with his beautiful body exposed for the world
to see - in black underwear that would have gotten me lynched. Somewhere
between a thong and bikini briefs that left nothing to the imagination.
And God! Did they look good on him - making his package bulge out and
barely covering any of his ass. Jon had dark tanned skin, a thick mop of
black hair, dark bedroom eyes, and long lashes and oh that body. He was
really fit - more of a baseball build with magnificent pecs and arms,
trim waist with washboard abs and a gorgeous butt - all accented with
shiny black body hair. Not the curly kind, smooth and sleek that formed
to his body making every curve stand out. And worst of all, he was also
one of the nicest guys in our class, or at least he was to me.

I had to really focus on non-sexy thoughts. A hardon right now would be
REALLY bad. Fortunately, Jon noticed where I was headed and actually
moved his entourage out of the way.

"Hey Troy. Sorry, didn't mean to get in your way," He said giving me one
of his glorious smiles. He patted me on the back as he walked by. I
focused on what would happen if I got a boner right now and that quickly
killed any sexy thoughts I was having.

That was it. It was over and done and I survived. I quickly dressed and
moved on but Jon would forever be the star performer in my fantasies. And
I took solace in reminding myself that we only had a few weeks left until
graduation and then I could leave this place behind.

*   *   *

Today was supposed to be well over 100 degrees and since it was going to
be so hot, Dad had given me and the hired hands the day off after morning
chores. I was planning to stay inside and be as cool as possible so was
getting a late shower. Dad had gone out shopping for a new tractor and
mom was at work. I heard the front doorbell ringing over the shower and
wondered who in hell would be coming to the house. We lived in the middle
of nowhere - 2 miles to the next closest farm.

I did a quick dry off, pulled on a pair of workout shorts and headed to
the front door. Very few people came to the front door, they always came
through the kitchen, this was just weird. I went to the screen door
looked out and my heart stopped. There stood Jon Babinez.

"Troy! Hi! I should have realized you lived here, guess I wasn't
thinking. I'm sorry to bother you but could I use your phone? I know
strange request - but I had a tire blow that put me in the ditch and
well... guess I forgot to charge my phone last night." He said with an
embarrassed grin. I hardly noticed the grin, I was stuck on the rest of
him.

His hair had grown and now tumbled into his eyes (Coach would never have
allowed that on one of his players), and he was wearing jeans and work
boots and nothing else. The heat had already brought out a light sheen of
sweat that made his muscled body look oiled. And the jeans... wow, the
jeans looked painted on. Not sure how he got them so tight. And he was
standing on my porch.

"Troy... you okay?"

"Sorry Jon, please come in. Phone is in the kitchen, I'll show you." I
opened the door and ushered him through to the big farm kitchen. I showed
him where the phone was and leaned against the wall while he made his
call. Really weren't many choices in a small town, there was only one
station with a tow truck so I guessed that's who he'd call.

"Troy... is it ok if they call me back in a few at this number?" Jon
asked while holding the phone to his ear. "Jerry's out on another call
and they have to call him to see when he can get out here."

"Sure, no problem." I said as I soaked up every bit of the view that was
in front of me. I was trying really hard not to be obvious and kept
glancing around, but there was no hope that my eyes wouldn't return to
the beautiful man standing in my kitchen.

"Thanks Marge. Yeah, I'll wait for your call - appreciate the help." He
said as he ended the call. "Sorry again for bothering you. Marge said it
should just be a couple minutes till she calls back."

"Jon, tell me it wasn't your RX-8 that you ditched. That'd be a crime."
Jon had a lovingly maintained black RX-8 that he kept in pristine
condition. It sort of went with the whole dark, hot stud look...

"No, No. It's my dad's truck. It's a beater that I was taking into town
to pick up some stuff at the mill."

"I'm sure that's a relief. Can I get you a soda or ice water while you
wait? Do you need to call your folks or anyone else?" I asked.

"A coke would be great and no, no one else to call. Mom and Dad are both
at work so I don't want to bother them. Your parents around?"

"No, Dad went on a new tractor search so won't be back till late and moms
at the school, she works in the office, even during the summer." I handed
him the coke and got lost for a moment in his smile and those bedroom
eyes until the phone rang. I answered and knew it was for Jon as soon as
I heard Marge on the other end.

"For you" I said, handing him the phone. I moved back over to lean
against the wall and watched Jon some more while he took the call. He
wasn't talking much and started to pace. It was a great view of his ass,
accentuated by the really tight button-fly jeans. On the return pace, I
got to look at his beautiful chest, abs and a very nice bulge, pushing
the buttons on those same jeans. He paused and leaned back against the
desk, spreading his legs just a little. I was mesmerized. I had
fantasized so many times about this guy and he was giving a boatload of
new views for my fantasy tonight.

I realized I had probably been staring for a while and glanced up to see
him smiling at me - with a somewhat strange expression on his face as he
spoke to Marge. I glanced around and then returned my attention, just
briefly, to his crotch and about choked. He had a major hardon, very
clear through those tight jeans, extending right down his thigh.

"Thanks Marge, no I understand it's the best you can do. No problem -
I'll figure something out till then. Thanks. Yeah... Bye." He ended the
call and looked up at me - directly into my eyes with the sexiest look I
had ever seen on a guy. In about two strides, he had his body pressed
against mine - pinning me to the wall - his lips fractions of an inch
away from mine. I could feel the heat of his breath before he closed the
gap and kissed me, slowly. Taking my upper lip between his and pulling it
then running his tongue along my lips before pulling back.

"Fuck Troy. I thought they were just kidding, you know... being
sarcastic... but damn!" he said as he reached down and grabbed my cock.

I hadn't realized... and it hadn't occurred to me that I had gotten
really hard admiring him and with only thin gym shorts... well you get
the picture.

"I thought you might have noticed me," Jon said. "I mean a few times I
caught you looking at me. The same way I looked at you when I didn't
think you'd catch me. But wow! Standing there a few feet away and
watching you, the expression on your face. Then that boner. Troy, you
can't tell me you aren't interested."

I stood there dumbfounded. I didn't know what to say or how to respond.
The man of my wet dreams was pressed against me with his hand on my cock
- telling me he had been watching 'me'! Fortunately, Jon wasn't expecting
an immediate volley of words because his mouth was on mine and words
really weren't an option. After several minutes I was so light headed I
thought I might pass out - but Jon still held me against the wall and
pulled back just enough to whisper in my ear.

"They can't come get the truck for several hours. Said to call back this
afternoon and they might give me more specifics. You think you have some
time we could burn?"

"Ummm. Sure, what did you have in mind?" as soon as the words were out of
my mouth I felt like a fool. But Jon just kept moving on.

"I was thinking maybe we'd start by me licking your beautiful blond body
from head to toe, getting you nice and wet. Then maybe you could get my
hole ready because I really... really... really want you inside me." He
whispered, biting and licking at my ear.

I thought I was a goner right then. This gorgeous hot guy wanted me, the
monstrosity and abomination inside his luscious ass. I could just die! I
thought to myself. My body was moving before my mind even caught up. I
took Jon's hand and led him to my bedroom.

He unlaced his boots and kicked them off while I cleared the bed and he
was getting ready to unbutton his pants before I grabbed his hands. "No,
please, let me," I said guiding him back to the bed.

Jon lay back on the bed and I crawled up beside him and began kissing his
face, those beautiful eyes, his nose, cheeks already rough with stubble,
the full lips, his neck... then I started again, this time veering off to
work on his ear, using my tongue, my teeth... while my hands explored his
muscled chest. My roving hands found his nipples, very hard, very
sensitive - so I teased them while I worked on his ear, making his body
writhe. I decided to focus my kisses on those nipples and had just
managed to get one firmly in my mouth when Jon rolled me over and planted
his mouth firmly on mine. Then his tongue drove into my mouth like he was
fucking me with it. It was so freaking hot!

"Now it's my turn" He whispered, his hot breath sending chills down my
spine. "I have been lusting after this beautiful body for months and I
didn't even know what a glorious treasure you were hiding. Thinking you
were out of my reach and now to think we wasted all that time. I plan to
explore every inch and you're going to fucking let me!" I was almost
breathless from the kisses and the attention. He not only kissed my face
like I had kissed his but I think he fucked my ear with his tongue... not
sure how else to describe it but at some point I started moaning... which
just seemed to make him even more intent on his work. While his tongue
worked me over, his hands caressed, pulled, poked, and prodded... making
me squirm against him. Then when he latched on to my nipple - not really
a better way to put it - I thought I'd shoot my load right then. I was so
horny and so wet. My shorts were practically stuck to my body.

I twisted and rolled and managed to get back on top of Jon. He had the
most glorious, sexy expression on his face. Total fucking lust and
passion and it was for me. I was in heaven. I grabbed both of his hard
nipples and pinched, leaning forward to give him the same kind of savage,
fucking kiss he had given me. He wiggled and bucked and pulled my tongue
into his mouth like there was no tomorrow.

I gradually pulled back and started running my hands over his chest and
down those glorious abs, feeling the hair that all seemed to point into
the top of those jeans. They had to come off and now. I ran my tongue
down the center of this abs, following the crease, explored his belly
button, then followed that sleek black hair down to the first button. I
unfastened it slowly then buried my face in his groin, kissing and
sucking at the skin, gradually unbuttoning the next button and moving my
mouth lower.

God! He wasn't wearing underwear! I realized as I reached his silky black
bush. I buried my face in his bush as I opened the last button, taking in
his glorious musky scent. His cock was held securely by his jeans,
pinning it against his leg. I let my tongue find the root and that slight
indentation where it met his bush and explored, licking, sucking, and
inhaling. He was lifting his ass offering up his crotch to my tender
care. I slid my hands down his hips, squeezing and caressing as I pulled
the jeans away from my goal. Damn they were tight. I sat back and focused
on pulling off his jeans in earnest. I had to start at his feet and he
leaned up and did his best to help me get them off quickly.

I sat back and enjoyed the view. He was perfection. His legs were now
spread around me, his glorious cock standing straight up begging for my
attention, nested in a beautifully black silky bush on top of plump, ripe
balls. The beautiful 'V' of his body, with full crotch, and thick
powerful thighs splayed wide had me in visual ecstasy. His cock may not
have been as large as mine, but it was beautiful, straight, and smooth,
with a nice head, prominent ridge and a steady stream of tasty pre-cum
running down the full length. He was probably between seven and eight
inches -to me ideal, fully suckable and fuckable.

"Please Troy, don't stop."

I pulled off my own shorts then leaned forward putting my full body
against his and kissed him slowly and passionately. Without skipping a
beat, I moved down his body and zeroed in on his cock. At first slowly
and gently lapping up every bit of pre-cum he could give me. When his
cock and balls were licked completely clean, I reached my arms under his
thighs - holding them tightly I went down on the head of his cock and
sucked with everything I had. I wanted every bit of his hot juice. He
squirmed and twisted but I had him held firmly and there was no where he
could go.

"Troy! Troy! Slow down or you'll make me cum... it's too soon and you're
so good. I can't last if you keep this up," Jon begged.

"It'll take the edge off so we can enjoy more. You telling me you won't
get hard again?" I teased.

"Please Troy, I'm not ready... too soon."

I took pity on him for a bit and made love to his hard cock, sucking
licking, tickling, interspersing licks and sucking on his balls and inner
thighs. Jon continued writhe in my arms, pushing his crotch further in
the air. I slid my body up, moving my arms a bit so he folded - bringing
his knees up to his chest.

Fuck! He was glorious! His hole was now in plain view and the curve of
his ass, highlighted by the sleek black hair. So round, so perfect. His
hole was so pink, so perfect, so inviting. I began licking the sensitive
area between his balls and his hole, giving it my full attention while I
caressed his inner thighs.

Jon was making the most wonderful sounds... spurring me on. I moved ever
so gently to his hole, tentative at first and then with more fervor. Jon
started to moan as I worked his hole, licking, poking, and exploring him
with my tongue. I was in heaven.

But still being human I knew I couldn't last long myself. This was too
much, I was too close to the edge I had to do something or I'd just shoot
my wad on the bed and I wanted it to be in his mouth or ass, not wasted.

I gave his hole a couple final thrusts and moved back up to his balls and
cock. Then I sucked and licked for all I was worth. Moving my arms to
hold him tight, taking in that sweet velvety cock all the way to the
base. Burying my nose in his bush, taking in the scent of him, the feel
of him in my mouth and I worked it. He began humping my mouth, groaning
and I knew I had him. His body was moving faster and I could tell by the
sounds that he was really close. His cock was so hard. I released my hold
on his legs and ran my hands up his stomach to his chest, finding those
hard nipples - pinching and caressing as I worked his cock and then I
felt it, the subtle change in his thrusts and his breathing - and that
cock erupted deep in my mouth giving me one explosion after another of
his sweet, salty cream. I sucked and swallowed trying to make sure not a
single drop escaped. When he finished he pulled me up to his lips and
held me tight.

"God Troy that was the best fucking blowjob I have had in my life!"

"Want me to do it again?"

"No you don't. I have other plans," He responded as he pushed me over to
my back. In no time, he had me totally enthralled as his hands and lips
explored my body, kissing, licking, and caressing. Then he moved down my
body, first my stomach then full attention on my now engorged cock.
"Fuck. That is the biggest cock I have ever seen."

"It's ok Jon, you don't have to - I know it's a bit big..."

"Troy, Troy, Troy, you really don't get it do you? I was very serious
when I said I wanted you." He then put his mouth over the head of my cock
and started sucking pulling as much of me in as he could manage.

Damn, I was impressed - he got a lot more in his mouth and throat than I
thought was possible. Then one hand started stroking the shaft that he
couldn't fit in his mouth and his other hand found my balls and started
fondling and squeezing. It felt so good. I didn't think anyone would ever
do this for me and now it was happening and it was Jon doing it.

He interrupted my thoughts as he lifted my legs and pulled my ass into
the air - making me feel very exposed as my legs splayed wide. Jon
started licking down the shaft of my cock, then moved to my balls. It was
wonderful and I didn't want him to stop then he moved to my ass and found
my hole. Damn, I never knew it could feel so good, if I thought the ball
licking was awesome, this was mind blowing. I couldn't think as he worked
on me.

"Troy I can't wait any longer." He lowered my legs, gave my cock a couple
of licks and sucked it into his mouth again before he moved up and
straddled my stomach. "I want you inside me Troy."

I looked up at that beautiful body, and decided that for as much as my
life had sucked up to this point, today made it all worthwhile.

"We need some lube - it's in the drawer if you'll let me grab it..." I
said pointing to the nightstand. "There are condoms too if you want to
grab those."

Jon leaned down and gave me a tongue probing kiss before moving to reach
the night stand. "Lube yes, condom - no way. I want to feel every inch of
your glorious cock. And for some reason I don't think you've been getting
a lot of traffic so I think we're safe." The smile on his face melted me
into a puddle of compliance. I'd pretty much do whatever he wanted. When
he pulled out the samples of lube, he gave me a strange expression but
moved right on, applying one to his hole and then a second to my cock,
working it from head to base. He even took a couple extras and put by the
pillow. "Just in case," he said.

"Might be best if you slid down on me... I don't want to hurt you."

Jon moved back to straddle me, leaned in and gave me the most tender kiss
and then started rubbing my cock against his hole. I could feel his ass
muscles and his hole tightening and releasing as he played with me,
poking the head against his hole. After a few tries, I felt the head
slide in and then out again. Jon kept working it and I was in again but
this time farther. It was so hot, and so tight - better than I ever
imagined. He kept moving slowly, taking a little more of me each time. I
was so lost in the sensation I didn't realize he'd managed to take me all
in until he started sliding up and down. The look on his face was pure
bliss and he was moaning with each thrust.

I was still really afraid of hurting him so I let him do all the moving
but was starting to think I would not last very long at this rate. The
sensations were just too much, not to mention the view of that dark
tanned gorgeous body sliding up and down on my cock.

"Troy, you feel so good inside me. So big, filling me up. I think we can
change positions now." Jon said as he slid off me and laid back on the
bed pulling his knees up to his chest. "Come on Troy, you want to fuck me
don't you?"

That was as much invitation as I needed. I moved him to the edge of the
bed and put the head of my cock to his wet hole. I pushed very gently and
let him slide back on me, almost sucking my cock into that glorious man
hole. It only took a few times of him moving back on me until I picked up
the rhythm and started fucking him, thrusting in and out, trying to match
his rhythm.

"Harder Troy, fuck me harder." He had grabbed my ass and was pulling me
deeper and faster into that glorious hole. All rational thought was gone
and it couldn't have been more than seconds before I felt the orgasm
beginning to build. I looked down at that hot body and his very hard cock
bouncing with each thrust.

"That's it Troy, deeper, faster!" He encouraged.

I exploded inside that hot ass of his - blowing a load that seemed to go
on forever. Jon pulled me tight against his ass, flexing and tightening
his hole coaxing the last bit out of me. I pulled out and collapsed on
the bed beside him trying to catch my breath and slow my racing heart. He
turned to me and placed a hand on my stomach.

"You okay Troy?"

"I will be if you do me one little favor," I said looking into those dark
eyes.

"What's that?" Jon asked with a skeptical look on his face.

"Fuck my ass. I know you're hard again and it's the one fantasy I had
left of you - watching you drive your cock into my ass and filling me
up."

Jon didn't say a word - simply jumped up and adjusted me at the edge of
the bed so my hole was lined up for the fuck of my life. He then grabbed
those extra lubes and got his dick ready then started fingering my ass.

"You sure Troy? You seem pretty tight to me." There was a real look of
concern on Jon's face that made me even more determined.

"Absolutely. Just tell me what to do."

He smiled and leaned forward kissing me again as his finger opened my
hole. Just relax, take deep breaths then tighten and release your ass
against my finger. With a little coaxing and more coaching we got up to
three fingers before Jon put his cock to my hole.

At this point I was so hot for him, I didn't care if it hurt I just
wanted him. Fortunately for me I had worried for nothing by the time his
cock was buried deep inside of my body it was only pleasure. I watched
that gorgeous chest and his abs as he flexed and moved driving in and out
of my hole. His hot body pressed tightly against mine. The fuck frenzy
that was in his eyes as he got closer to climaxing, the way he started
biting his lower lips and closed his eyes... I started clenching and
tightening on his cock trying to move my body to complement his thrusts.
And then it happened, he shot his load inside me on a thrust so hard I
thought he would go right through me. Then he followed with rapid fucks
that hit something inside me causing waves of glorious pleasure.

Wow. Today was definitely a day of new and marvelous discoveries. I
really didn't know what could top this or even how I'd ever come close to
repeating it but it was fucking awesome. Jon gently pulled out moving up
beside me hugging me close.

We got cleaned up, got some lunch and spent a few hours just talking. Jon
was going to State in the fall and was determined to convince me to
transfer from Lutheran - said his dad had connections and could help. It
was too late to change for this fall but perhaps spring. Jon was
convinced I'd hate it at the local college and that they'd suck what
remaining soul I had right out of me - too much like our high school he
said. "And no place for a gay guy," he insisted. I must say it sounded
exciting - a major university in the city, cheaper too. I had the grades
and the scores. The challenge would be convincing my parents. But the
thought of escaping, of being close to Jon, of being able to be me. It
was all a bit heady.

We sat by the truck waiting for the tow truck to arrive. I'd given Jon a
ride over and would take him home once they were done.

"So you doing anything Friday?" Jon asked as he rubbed my leg.

"No, not much of a social life," I responded. My heart was beating
faster, hoping but not sure where he was going.

"Thought maybe I could introduce you to some of my friends. No, don't
freak, cool friends who know what I like... we could go into the city see
a movie, have some fun?"

"I'd really like that, but what do I tell my folks?"

"Guys night out. They don't need to know we're all gay. Though I do have
one condition... when I introduce you, would you be ok if I said we were
together... you know, no poaching?"

"Huh? Sorry Jon, but you lost me. I'd love it if you said we were a
couple but the rest went right over my head."

"Guys and I have a code. When you're 'with' someone, no one else poaches
or makes a move on your guy - he is totally off limits. Sorry Troy but
you're just too much of a temptation and I really don't want to share you
with anyone." He said putting his hand to my chin and turning my face so
he was looking me squarely in the eye. "And one more thing, your
magnificent cock is our secret. You go blabbing about that and there will
be total 'fucking' chaos. Deal?"

"Deal." The look on his face was so serious I really wanted to break out
laughing but knew that would not be good. I was thrilled with that
arrangement - as far as I was concerned there was no man who could
compete with Jon and I wouldn't have it any other way.

END


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