Date: Wed, 2 Jan 2008 11:12:20 -0800 (PST)
From: Tom Topher <klipklop27@yahoo.com>
Subject: spying on stepdad #3

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	It was gym class and the boys had been separated from the girls. We
knew from experience that a lecture of a sexual nature was soon to be
given. A group of twelve of my peers and myself were led into the wrestling
room and told to take a seat on the padded floor.
	Coach Ferguson passed out a small booklet to each of us. I looked
over the packet of information for some indication of what the lecture
would be about. I noticed a chart of the male anatomy and my interest
peaked. I also noticed a film projector and hoped to see some skin.
	I should have known that Coach could take any topic that might
appear to have any interest and drone on about it at length, boring
everyone to tears. The discussion following the dry ass film was on our
bodies and the changes that were taking place. There was the usual
snickering and other stuff you would expect from a group of boys discussing
the human body. I got a stiffy when Coach Ferguson was talking about the
need for all boys to wear an athletic supporter for gym class
anymore. There were forms for our parents to sign and for us to bring back
acknowledging everyone was aware of the policy.

	Arriving home from school I noticed Tom was home from work early. I
was kind of happy because it would allow us to play around for a couple of
hours before my Mom came home. Tom and I hadn't moved that far from jacking
ourselves off in front of one another. We still did this, but now we had
started exploring each others bodies as well. He let me rub his hard body
everywhere. Wherever my hands went he didn't mind. I even ran my finger
inside his ass and touched his asshole.

	Tom was in the kitchen reading the mail. I handed the form to him
and went to get a drink. I was so glad to have Tom because talking to my
Mom about this stuff would have embarassed the hell out of me.

	"So it looks like we need to fix you up with a couple of jocks,
huh? Your Mom is going on a shopping trip with Jeannie this Saturday, maybe
we could do a little shopping of our own.  Unless, you want her to pick
them up" he kidded me.

	I asked Tom if he had a jockstrap and he told me he had several. He
played softball in the summer and tag football sometimes with various
friends of his. I asked if I could see what he looked like in them.
	He smiled and said he would be happy to, informing me of the
necessity to wear one when I would be playing very physical games. Tom said
he wore one often because he liked the feel.
	We arrived in the bedroom he and my Mom shared. I hadn't decided
whether I wanted to watch him change into the jocks or whether I wanted to
be suprised. I decided on the latter and asked him if he would go into
Mom's bathroom to put them on. He rummaged through a drawer and sauntered
off to the bathroom with a bunch of different pair bunched up in his fist.
	I knew what a jock was having seen them on-line and in the locker
room on older boys. I loned to see the young assistant coach in his jock,
but the coaches always changed in their own room with the door closed.
	After a few minutes Tom called to me asking if I was ready for the
show. I told him anytime he was ready and the doorknob turned. Tom walked
in with his every-day clothes in front of his crotch. He walked over to
where I sat on the bed letting the clothes fall to the floor. My mouth
watered seeing his bulging unit obscenely encased in the white mesh
pouch. Tom looked good naked, but I thought he looked even better in a
jockstrap.
	I reached out touching his bulge, feeling his tightly nestled
scrotum in the white athletic supporter. I could easily make out his cock
from his balls. I reached again for his manfruit, but he laughed and pulled
away.

	"You haven't seen the best feature of the jockstrap" He said as he
turned round. His ass globes were perfectly framed by the stretched
straps. Tom turned and smiled at me, then began to do squats to show off
his ass even further. It was a beautiful sight. I was mesmerized by his
manly ass flexing and moving against the confining fabric.

	I couldn't stand it any longer and released my cock from my baggy
boxers which I pushed to the floor, along with my jeans. I took off my
t-shirt and lie completely naked on the bed jacking my dick and teasing my
nipples.
	Tom stopped his exercises and once again went behind the bathroom
door. He returned this time clad in an all black jockstrap that
complimented his year round tan. He had a hard-on that was strained the
front of the jock. The big show off stood and did a couple of pose downs
that reminded me how hot his body was.
	I asked him to move toward me grabbing him by the waist of the jock
to drag him nearer.  I leaned down putting his fabric covered cock in my
mouth. I hadn't yet sucked Tom's dick, but the way he looked in the jock
made me lose all inhibitions of having another guys cock in my mouth. I
slurped and sucked his fatty, while my hand wandered behind to his love
button and began playing with it.
	For once Tom was speechless, but the full range of facial
expressions crossing his handsome face let me know how he was feeling. One
minute he was smiling, the next a gasp passed his lips and his eyes shut
tight to better enjoy my servicing, a loud "ohh" escaped his lips when he
made a face like a howler monkey.
	I removed the fabric and his cock popped out from the black
mesh. His one eyed monster was staring me down, but I wasn't afraid. I
gulped it down in one mouthful. It took me awhile to supress my gag
reflexes to where I didn't choke, but after a few minutes I got the hang of
it. I licked up and down every square inch of his dick, noting when his
cock jerked, trying to make it repeat it's unconscious movements.
	Tom completely removed the jock. His balls now hanging free I took
first one, then the other into my eager mouth, as Tom sucked in air between
his teeth. I let one plop out to thoroughly wash each testicle in turn. The
smell was pleasant, a faint, musky, manly smell. I licked those nuts like
my life depended on it.
	My attention returned to the veiny sausage poking up at me. My
mouth released the ball it had been sucking to replace it with Tom's
cock. I could taste his precum. I noticed his nuts swinging in their bag,
begging for attention. I played with them with my free hand, massaging them
between my fingers.
	Sweat was rolling down Tom. His chest and face were slicked with
perspiration. His stabbing motions increased. He said he was ready to
cum. I wanted to taste his cum and sucked in earnest. My hard work was
rewarded when he blasted his goo like a geyser. It filled my mouth and I
had to gulp rapidly to swallow so I could breathe.
	Once he was finished, Tom collapsed on the bed beside me. His hands
wandered to my throbbing hard-on. I sensed he was too tired just yet to
pleasure me, so I decided to show him a trick I had learned I could do.
	I pulled my legs up and over so that my cock dangled above my
mouth. Arching my back and sticking my head up, I was able to suck the
first inch or two of my cock into my mouth. My lower back area hurt a
little, and on more than one occasion I had gotten a muscle spasm doing
this, but this time there were no problems. I slurped my man pole relishing
the feeling of my cock in my mouth.
	Tom had recovered and told me he loved the trick. I was pleasantly
suprised by the trick he showed me. He buried his face in my upturned
asshole, licking and prodding it with his tongue.  His trick brought me off
and I shot my load as my asshole quivered around Tom's tongue. I lapped at
all my cum, missing a few stray shots that hit my cheek and the bed instead
of my mouth.
	Repositioning myself on the bed I snuggled beside Tom pushing my
ass back against his hard dong. He hugged me in his arms and we looked at
the clock. Tom told me Mom would be home in two hours, so he set the clock
and we drifted off to sleep enjoying thewarmth of one anothers bodies as we
slept.