Date: Sat, 19 Nov 2011 13:20:45 -0600 (CST)
From: Stew <sdgrannd@usfamily.net>
Subject: Cross Country Adventures of Jon - Part 26

The journey continues as I find myself actually turning down potential
rides, based on the information provided to me by my new found uncanny
ability to know the percentage a guy is gay. Soon I was picked up by a very
good looking middle aged male who was about 80% sure that he wanted me to
suck him off. I quickly seated my firm ass into the vehicle and
introductions were exchanged.

Troy was a friendly sort and donned a handsome face. With a destiny only
two hours away, I immediately asked Troy if there was anything I could do
to repay him for giving me a ride, then I gave him a seductive wink of my
eye.

"Seriously" Troy asked, hoping his newly aquired passenger was being
truthful. I responded by sliding my hand onto Troy's package. I caressed
his cock with my hand and swore to Troy that yes, I would help him
experience the pleasures that result from oral copulation.

"Am I dreaming, Jon. The second I saw your hot form on the side of the
highway I was hoping for a blowjob." Troy stated.

"You just drive, and I will take care of everything " I conveyed.

In the two hours that I sucked on Troy's 7 inch cock, I made him cum three
times, swallowing each load. When we arrived in Jackson Wyoming, Troy
dropped me off at a popular hotel in town and headed north, I waved goodbye
to Troy who drove off drained and smiling.

The decision to splurge on a hotel room for the night was secured when I
noticed the small bus in front of the hotel, filled with a wild festive
baseball team from a college in Nebraska. The coach and one player were
well above the 90% gay mark. Although I never would have guessed by looking
at them.

The coach had dark intense expressive features, with a straight narrow nose
and full jowels, close to 40 years in age, he had the body of a 30 year
old.

The player was a solidly built 21 year old blonde with blue eyes and
beautifully formed full lips, who obviously worked out.

I rented a room, then took advantage of the amenities the hotel provided.
As I relaxed in the soothing hot tub the baseball team frolicked in the
adjoining swimming pool area.

Soon the Coach entered and deposited his massively muscular body into the
heated waters of my whirlpool. The two of us savored the steamy relaxing
atmosphere, when my hot tub buddy spoke up.

"My team just won the game and now their celebrating, I hope they are not
bothering you." the coach wondered.

"Not at all, You must be proud of your boys" I replied, staring intently at
the coach's hot wet upper body.

"Glad to hear it son! I'm Charlie Joclover, I am the coach of these
hooligans." Charlie laughed, his foot casually brushed against my leg.

"I'm Jon Parker" I said as I gazed into the coach's hazel eyes.

As we boiled our bodies, I used my talent to bond with the mature hot
coach. After a while, we noticed that little by little the players had
returned to their rooms and we were left alone.

Both of us commented on this fact, and immediately the conversation got
personally honest and the legs were strategically placed.

I purposely asked Charlie why he became a coach, and I told him to be
totally honest with me, then I rubbed my foot against his bulging hardon.
Coach Joclover squirmed his package against my adventurous foot and I
pressed harder.

"I became a coach, not because of the love of sports, but because of the
attraction to a man in a jockstrap" The coach suddenly blurted out, as if
this sentence, needing to be spoken, jumped out of his body through the
mouth.

Coach Joclover was obviously shocked by what he admitted, as his eyes grew
wide, his forehead wrinkled and his mouth dropped open.

Charlie Joclover controlled his thoughts and calmly responded, yet the
effect of my roaming foot was controlling his conscience.

"Well, It started out like that but I learned it's whats in the jockstrap
that attracts me. The look of a confined rod between an althletes legs is
just a totally turn on" Coach said then slid his leg up to my balls sack.

"I'm not wearing a jockstrap" I admitted, "but if your wearing one, I would
love to check it out" I said as my foot was now massaging a major boner.

"Whadda say we go back to my room, more private and I will show you my
jockstrap." Charlie suggested.

I nodded in agreement and we soon found ourselves undressing together in
the coach's room.

The coach faced me, wearing nothing but his bright red jockstrap, which was
confining a rather large lump of flesh and I in my breifs. My mouth watered
at the sight of coach's considerable bulge and I immediately knelt down and
began to savor the sweaty moist manly odors embedded in the fabric. I
placed my hands on Charlie's steel firm buttocks and buried my face into
coach's strained jockstrap. The aroma was intoxicating, my over stimulated
libido controlled my actions and I released the coach's stiff monster cock
from its sheath, and placed Charlie's 7 1/2 inch dick into my waiting
mouth.

"I can tell you done this before, Jon. You got a hot mouth. Yeah, that's my
boy, suck it . Suck your coach's dick. Drain my meat dry. Yeah, Oh yeah"
the coach moaned loudly. Soon the coach was grabbing my head and forcing my
movements to his liking, then he thrust his cock into my mouth with
excessive force. By now Charlie is softy howling in pleasure as the brutal
attack of my throat is stirring the mechanics of ejaculation within his
smooth hairless balls. "Yeah boy, Your sweet lips are gonna make me
shoot. I wanna fill that perfect mouth of yours with my spunk. Here I come
, boy. Take coach's load" Charlie said before discharging his manly white
seed into my oral cavity.

I told Coach Joclover to leave on the jockstrap as I guided him to the bed
and positioned him onto his back. I grabbed his legs, underneath his knees
and rimmed coach's ass with my flexible tongue. After I cleaned Charlie's
anal lips, I removed my briefs, exposing my 8 inch fuck stick.

"Now I'm going to fuck you good, coach. Your ass is mine. Gonna slide this
hard baby right into your crack." I announced before I delivered my sauage
product into Coach Joclover's back door. I spread the coach's legs wide and
grabbed his red jockstrap, using them like the reins of a stud horse, I
rode his ass like a bull in heat.

Charlie whimpered in exctasy as I continually plugged the coach's tight man
hole. Occasionally I would let go of the strap, causing the stretched
material to slap the coach's ass. Charlie loved my playful manner and
encouraged me to spank his naughty rump. Coach Joclover gyrated his hips as
I fucked his hole and spanked his ass. This college baseball coach loved to
get his chute fucked and was a perfect applicant for the sexually deviant
mini devil social club, for the coach had access to a continual flow of
legal aged youth and a varied selection of men as each year brings
freshman, new meat.

I was fucking Coach Joclover doggy style when I exploded my seed deep into
his canal. Charlie's reaction to my load was magically immediate and
obvious, as he pulled our bodies together, kissing my lips and rubbing his
loins. Suddenly Coach Joclover flipped me over and placed my legs on his
shoulders. Before I knew what was happening, coach's erection was rapidly
pounding my anal lips. "This stud definately goes both ways " I thought
when I heard the words flow from Charlie's mouth, as he fucked my ass with
determination.

"Fuck yeah! You like that cock, Jon. You enjoy watching me fuck your
hole. I know you do. You like that fat dick inside your ass, don't ya, boy!
Dam right! Deeper, Jon.You say you want me to fuck you deeper, you want
more dick up your butt."

"Shoot your cum in my ass, coach! I urged him on knowing full well a top
loves a descriptive blow by blow commentary.

"Is that what you want, boy! You want coach to shoot his massive load into
your crack." Charlie pushed his athletic equipment deep into my bowels.

Coach Jochlover continued the dirty talk as he fucked my anus with unending
thrusts, until he growled like a bear and shot his hot flowing man juice
into my poop hole.

We went to the bathroom and showered together. I soaped up coach's sweaty
muscular body and washed every inch of his form. A wet slippery anal fuck
session is the usual outcome when two soapy and horny men are alone in a
shower, as evident when Charlie positioned me against the wall and fucked
my prostrate with his thick enormous cock.

As I lay on the bed with a towel around my waist, Coach Joclover was
getting dressed.

"Where you going?" I asked.

"I'll be right back, got a surprise for you" Charlie replied as he left the
room.

Five minutes later. Coach arrived with what I thought was one of his
players. The blonde stud I had seen earlier by the bus, wearing a baseball
hat, blue sports shorts, blue and burgandy jersey and blue socks.

Coach Joclover broke the trance I was in as I stared at this cute young
buck, who was still in uniform.

"Jon Parker. This is Jason Cocetter, he is the assistant coach, well
actually he is a student who is interested in being a coach and one hell of
a great cocksucker".

"I gotta hear this story" I begged.

We all settled onto the bed, coach and I facing each other as our loins met
in the middle, giving Jason a cock buffet, which he eagerly
devoured. Placing his perfect lips around coach's engorged bat, the
youthful catcher began to bob this head up and down, lubricating the shaft
with his salivating mouth. Then Jason grabbed my pleasure stick, he stroked
and rubbed it while still servicing his coach's thick boner.

Coach Joclover begins his tale.

As a youth, Jason enjoying playing baseball. When he reached high school
and was exposed to all of the smells and wonders that dwell in a male
locker room, Jason saw a new and erotic aspect of his life. Jason saw other
naked boy bodies and the older male form of seniors. He would jack off
daily to the scenes he remembered while in the locker room.

Then the day came when Jason saw Coach Thicone's fat member in the
shower. Jason was mystified by the size and girth of the coach's equipment,
he came to think of it as the ultimate prize. Unfortunately, the coach was
straight and gave little for Jason to work with. For 6 years Jason had held
his lust for Coach Thicone inside and buried while he focused on academics
and baseball.

When Jason turned 18 and went to college, his locker room obsession spiked,
as he was introduced to the perfectly ripe male body, in the beginning
prime of their lives, eager to experience life away from home.

I knew Coach Thicone and he recommemded Jason for the job of
assistant. When I saw Jason in the flesh, I was attracted to his althletic
build and serious nature of the game.

Soon Jason was secretly giving a couple of the baseball players blowjobs in
the shower, on the weekends, late at night, after practice. I happen to
witness one of the events. For I was a jock lover, who's story is similar
to Jason's in many respects. Except I tried to deny my sexuality, and got
married for 5 years, most of that time found me in the locker room,
sniffing the used jockstraps of the young players and jacking off.

Anyway, right after my divorce, I saw Jason giving head to Carlos in the
shower. I hid my form in the dark corner of the locker room."

Jason had now switched to my cock and was stuffing his mouth with my
massive pole as Charlie continued his story.

"Hidden in the dark locker room I was immediately turned on by the action
between the two muscular men. Jason's zeal for sucking dick had both me
spilling my contents on a nearby bench and the player discharging his
studly cum into Jason's hungry throat under a spray of warm water.

The next day, I told Jason to meet me in my office after practice. I
stripped my clothes and covered my middle with a towel. When Jason arrived
I confronted him, I said he was a consenting adult and could do whatever he
wanted. However, school property should be forbidden and you must not
perform those tasks without the presence of the coach. Then I winked at
him.

Jason wanted nothing more than to suck the big cock of his new coach, and
now he would finally collect his reward. Since all the team members had
left, I informed Jason that I was going to use the communal showers and not
the one in my office. I walked past the dumbstruck assistant, and headed
for the wide open shower stall. Within moments, Jason had joined me under
the hot water, as our bodies united in a frenzy of naked play. It didn't
take long for Jason to drop down and give me an mind bending blowjob,
resulting in my most sexually charged revelation of my life. I realized
that I was indeed gay, I loved Jason's youthful commitment to satisfy my
needs and I knew this was the beginning of beautiful relationship.

Now we normally just do it in my office, but on away games, I rent a room
for myself and one for Jason. That way he can sneak into my room without
anyone knowing. Jason has currently introduced me to the fine art of ass
fucking and we were planning on doing a lot of that tonight. I think we
should show Jason what it is like to be fucked by two cocks at the same
time." Coach Joclover finished then removed his assistant's shorts, leaving
Jason wearing only his socks and a jockstap. Charlie positioned Jason onto
my stomach, until I was able to insert my dick into this young college
boy's hole. As I began my pumping motions, Coach Joclover was joining me in
my endeavor as he carefully wriggled his thick juicy cock into Jason's
already full hole. Jason moaned loudly as the two monster cocks
individually simulated the inside of his ass.

The incredible sensation of a tight rectum and another hard cock
stimulating my steel rod was truly a sexual activity that I had to explore
more often.

Coach Joclover and I increased our pounding of the innocent young buck's
pink chute, and soon we were depositing the seeds from our heated balls
into Jason's man tunnel.

When Jason received the demon sperm, his body shivered with erotic
electricity, making him a member of an evil gay male orientated group,
who's main objective was to use their special gifts to explore the infinite
varities of sexual gratification.

Once the coach and I withdrew our spent cocks, Jason stood up and gyrated
his jock covered staff in front of the coach's face, knowing full well of
the coach's fetish.

Coach Joclover pressed his face against the protruding pouch and smelled
Jason's sweaty odor. The coach took a long time sniffing and licking before
he removed Jason's inflated shaft from the confines of his jockstrap. Then
coach gobbled the young man's unit and sucked it wildly, while Jason moaned
loudly from the oral attention of the coach's mouth. I took this
opportunity to lean in and service the coach's hard pole. When the coach
and Jason were fully erect, I was given the double dick butt fuck.

The frenzied threesome action continued all night as we drained our fluids
into eager mouths and tight holes.

The next day, Coach Joclover had to inform me that there was was no room on
the bus, and would be unable to give me a lift. It was probably for the
best, I tried to comfort him, as it would have been hard to explain who I
was to the team. He agreed and kissed me goodbye. As I watched the team get
on the bus, my instincts showed me that at least 6 players were potential
sexual conquests for Coach Joclover and assistant coach Jason Cocetter.

Ended up staying another night at the hotel, to get some sleep and regerate
my tired body.

When I went to the lobby for breakfast, I was gestered to the dining room
area, where a buffet was set up for the guests. While eating my scrambled
eggs a fairly handsome 35 year old man with brown hair and hazel eyes came
to my table,

"Mind if I join you?" he asked, then quickly sat down before I
answered. The stranger was very apologetic, explaining that he preferred
not to eat alone. Everyone needs company, right.

I instantly knew this guy was obviously attracted to my good looks and trim
muscular body. I also felt his need, his desire to sway me into his room
for a quick blowjob, before he returned home to his wife. The man said his
name was Larry and then proceeded to engage me in small talk. When I found
out this stranger was heading south later that morning, I charmed Larry
into a beneficial agreement, which would satisfy both our needs. I would
suck his cock if he gave me a ride. The grateful stranger, paid for my meal
and escorted me to his room, where I laid Larry on the bed on his back,
knelt down between his legs and unbuckled his trousers.

I instantly got a vibe from Larry, indicating that his wife does not like
to suck his dick because it is so big. Moments later I was licking Larry's
colossal sausage, and watching it grow to a staggering 10 inches of naked
tasty flesh. It took every ounce of talent I had to suck such a massive
weapon and retreive its creamy filling, that I felt I had to change the
agreement. I insisted that Larry fuck me in the ass with his mega meat,
which he did.

Both Larry and I were smiling with sexual satisfaction as we met up in the
lobby and headed for his car.

Larry would pull in at every rest stop, and park in a secluded spot, where
I would feast on my drivers's titanic shaft. Eventually, Larry dropped me
off in the town of Colby, Kansas. It is in this town that I continue my
cross country adventure...