Date: Tue, 11 Oct 2005 22:02:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: Scott Langford <scotty_langford@yahoo.com>
Subject: Home from State University - 5

The Firemen's Convention

"What do you mean we all go to this?  I don't want to
go, really.  You go and brief me about it later".   I
said as Keith was telling me about this yearly event.
"Na bro, you're one with us and have to go to it."  I
had a furrowed brow, thinking why do I need to go, I'm
only temporary over the summer, this would be for
those that make a career out of it,  not that I
wouldn't consider it, it has been so much fun so far.
I could tell there was no getting out of this one.
Dread, just then make the best of it I guess and go
with the flow and hopefully there would be some flow
to it.

"It's even held at State University, so your home turf
away from home, and you could show us a good time
there - you know the area."  Keith just smiling back
at me.  "How about I trade shifts with others that
really want to attend?"  Well bro, "too late Ben and
Noel, and a few others drew straws and they got stuck
behind for it, they love the free room and board, it's
a luxury item to be able to go to it, so consider your
self lucky."  But Keith, "We're not even Irish."  He
laughed, and said "don't look over a 4 leaf clover...
You're going, it's set up already, you're in."

I found out later, that the rooming situation would be
me, bro, and Brad.  Brad was quite a str8 hunk, 28 yrs
old, and worked out incessantly.  I loved checking him
out at the fire station.  He was so well built,
brunette and the nicest medium blue eyes, clear skin
very white, no visible tan.  He had a wife, and 1
youngster which always messed up his sleep he said he
couldn't get any sleep in the last yr.   He looked
best when he had not shaved, letting a slight goatee
grow over his face.  His hair cropped short, and he
let side burns grow.

The three of us in Dad's truck, as we went on the
road.  I was in the middle, and was a bit squashed,
but both of my legs made contact with Keith and Brad
all of us had shorts on, neither seemed to care on
this long drive.  I felt the warmth of their manly
legs next to mine.  Brad's legs felt warm and felt his
hair of his leg, kind of ticklish and it felt electric
our touch.   I felt so comfortable, that I started to
drift off to sleep in the warm air, surrounded by
these guys.   At some point during the long drive I
came back around and opened my eyes, seeing my grey
running shorts tented out to the max with a woody.  I
also felt a warm hand around my back, it was Keith's.


Brad was out, he was leaning back, almost drooling in
the corner of the cab.  Just a slight tent in his
shorts.  "I was wondering when you would come back
around, dreaming of anything good?"  "Uh, Keith, nope,
just wondering how much longer?"    "Only ½ hr
longer".  Good, I went back to drift off.

We got to the hotel.  Took our things in and just
picked which of the three beds were ours by slamming
stuff on top of it.  Brad yawned, and stretched his
bulky arms out, mumbled something about being stiff
from workouts this week and flopped face down on the
bed.  Keith then muttered out "Oh, Brad you're just in
luck, Jake here has been taking masseur classes at
State this year and can give you a rub down."  I gave
Keith and evil glare, like oh no you didn't!  He just
sneered at me.  Brad just mumbled an "ok".

I couldn't believe this, my brother volunteering me
for this.  It had to do with my woody in the truck I'm
sure just to torture me.  Not that I was opposed to
the idea, but it put me in an awkward position with
this str8 guy, getting to feel him up.  Keith at times
can be evil, at that point I was convinced.

So I crawled up on the splayed Brad laying there, and
started to work his shoulders, and they were nice and
meaty.  He just groaned in acceptance.  I relaxed
myself over his body and set myself down above his
rump.  Brad reached down and took his t-shirt off, so
now I could do his whole back.   His skin felt so
silky.  I slowly inched back to be sitting on his
thighs and started to work his bubble but.  Brad
groaned more, sounding half asleep still.  He then
rustled around and took off his shorts and I just
stared at his bare bottom.   I worked my hands over
each of his globes, and never going deep in his crack.
 I tried to be a professional, as if I knew how, and
worked my way down his legs.  It was when I was
massaging his calves I could look up and see his balls
laying there.  Making my mouth water.

The two of them twins in the bag, looking so they
needed attention, but I held back, just glancing up at
them.  It was at that point I got up and slapped his
ass, saying you're done Man.  He just grunted.  Keith
gave me that glance and used his mouth to silently say
You're welcome.

I stuck my tongue back at him, and mouthed a silent
You bitch.  He just snickered.

**************************

The next day, in the hotel room, I heard squirreling
about and realized it was Keith, he was up first thing
with the coffee maker going.  Brad twirled around in
bed looking around and said "Good morning boys!"  I
threw a pillow his way.  It missed.  "Feisty, I like
it!".

I'll go first since I've been awake first, Keith was
saying and then headed to the shower.  I was a bit
groggy, and slowly raised myself to the side of the
bed.  Brad did the same.  He was sans shorts and his
hairy dick just lay there.  He scratched his balls.  I
was commando too.  We both were faced at each other.

He was quite a site to see that early in the morning.
I just wanted to crawl in bed with him and be wrapped
in his big biceps.  His dick was starting to grow, and
he just grinned, saying he couldn't help it.  Morning
bone had come.  I blushed, but still looking at it.
He just went to lie on his bed.  Asking "who is next
you or me?"  I went "you go dude" it gives me 15
minutes more I thought.

Keith came out in full glory.  "Who is next?"  His
dick was half hard.    Almost proud to show it off as
he pranced around the room.  It's head was bobbing
around with his movements.  Cut head engorged with
morning blood.  It looked like he half jerked off, but
stopped short.   Bending over putting on a jock,
giving a full show.  Brad and I both noticed it.

Brad got up, and grabbed his kit, and went into the
shower next.

"First safety lecture is at 8 am sharp, in the big
auditorium, I am going early to help set it up, and
don't be late!  You'll miss the doughnuts"  Keith
skated out the door his sexy dark brown hair still wet
he left it spiky.

Brad came back out of the shower, his towel over his
manhood, his pecs stood firm and full, and I didn't do
anything but go for the shower next.   During my time
in the shower I figured he left and wanted to jerk off
so badly thinking of him.  I knew time wasn't there
for it.  So I just got out and came back into the room
full mast.  Brad was drinking a mug of coffee.  I was
embarrassed, and he saw my woody.   I just then
explained morning boner, you know...

He went "I remember when I was your age, how it
happens, no biggie sport."

"Are you saying I'm not big?"  As I take my sausage in
my hand and wave it about teasingly.

Brad blushed, and said, no, I meant it happens to all
of us.  "It looks big enough!"

*************************************

Brad and I were 5 minutes late to the lecture.  We
just eased into the last row of the conference hall.

Both with still wet hair, dressed for the day.  I
could tell Brad was still tired, and when the slide
show started I saw him yawn.  He had reclined back in
his seat. His pants showed a good growth of his dick.
I was right next to him, and chided him in the arm,
and he kind of woke up.  He leaned over and whispered,
can't loose this morning bone.  I grinned, as he took
a hold of it through his clothes and tried to shake it
about.

"You really really want to get rid of it?  I know a
way.... and winked"

He was taken a bit back, and then nodded at me.  I got
up and exited first.  He waited a few minutes and came
to follow me.

We went into the nearest restroom that was deserted,
and I got on my knees.

I wasn't sure if he was serious, this str8 guy ready
to unleash what I had lusted after.  But he did, he
unbuckled his belt, and let them trousers down and the
boxers, and in front of me was his nice piece of meat.
  He seemed just as unsure about doing this for real.
Going "I can't believe I'm doing this, but your back
rub last night really got to me.  You've got expert
hands."

I took it in one hand looking at it, and then licking
it down the side.  He let his head move back, and
leaned back.  I took it, lathered it's head.  So
purple, so full of blood.  I licked it a bit more, and
a drop of precum came out of it.  I covered my mouth
with it.  Started to suck it.  He was being a bit
vocal, with groans.  I didn't care.  I fully throated
him at this time.  He practically yelled UGGGH!.

As his head was in my mouth, I twirled my tongue on
it.  "I can't keep it...."  Spurt after spurt went
down my throat.  I let him do it, letting up at the
end.  He was looking down at my face at his dick.  His
eyes had a kind look to them.  He unleashed his seed
to me.  It was at that point he got down on his knees,
and told me to rise.  My cock at his face.  He took it
in.

He was returning the favor.  I told him he didn't have
to, but since he was so willing, why fight it?   It
felt so good to have this muscle god sucking my cock.
He just kind of mumbled through it, not touching my
balls or ass, but I didn't care at this point.   He
kept looking up at me as he sucked my morning bone.
Seeing his goatee swallowing me whole, I didn't last
long.  I gave him a shoulder tap, letting him know it
was time but he just kept on overdrive.    He rubbed
his lips with sperm falling out of them.  Swallowing
most of it.

We were both spent.  We cleaned up and slipped back
into the last row.  I looked over at him and Brad took
his hand and licked it, and he winked at me.  I got a
chill down my spine as he did this.  Wow, what a sexy
smile he has and a body to die for.

*************************

The rest of the day went as planned.  More conference
meetings, more slide shows.   Brad stuck by my side.
I guess you suck a man's manhood and he feels close to
you.

Keith was busy helping out as he could.  Even for him
he started to look worn at the edges.  Looking worn
out.

After a big fanfare at the local steak house, it was
off to the bars.  So many drinks slung back, no one
could keep count anymore. A lot of pool shooting.

I was on a slight devil side, to get Keith drunk.
Every time it came to shots, I made sure he was one to
have one.  After what he did last night my turn to get
him back.  It finally caught up with him, as Brad and
I helped him by the shoulders back to our room.  We
threw him on the bed.

I was like, he would never sleep that way Brad, he
always goes commando I explained.  So Brad with his
big biceps helped lift him off the bed and I stripped
the remaining clothes off Keith.  Now Keith was on his
stomach.  His nice rump stood up in the air.

"Is that what a full moon really looks like?" Brad
chuckled as he said that.  "I've never been to one to
say a guys ass looks nice, but that one does though"

I reached over and felt Brad up, feeling his dick in
his pants, and then it got hard.  It was pulsing in my
hand.

He looked at me as not sure.  Just staring at my
brother's naked ass.

I just was confident, "So you want more of what we
have started?  - he sleeps through anything, he'll
never wake up.  Let's start with a nightly back rub,
face down mister!"  Brad looked back at me again.  I
motioned for the bed.  He started to undress.  It was
better than any strip bar experience seeing this stud
disrobe.  Oh, so hot with his big muscles, and just to
tease he even did a few poses.  I couldn't help but to
laugh.  Brad turned his back toward me, as he slipped
his boxers down.  When it was to his knees, he looked
from down under to see me watching.

I started my own strip tease and he couldn't keep his
eyes off me.  I blew him air kisses as I disrobed.  I
walked over to put my arms to his shoulders and pushed
him back.  He fell onto the bed, and I told him
rollover like you're putting out a fire of your
clothes on fire, but only a half rotation should do
it.

I mounted his rump this time to give him a rub down,
with my dick flopping on his mounds, as I started to
rub his back, he had his arms out, just enjoying it.
I leaned forward and let my tongue swirl his earlobe,
he kind of jumped "damn man, you know my buttons, I'm
ticklish there!"  And I said "I hope that's not the
only ticklish place you have."  Continuing with my
tongue on his neck.   I felt him melt under my
ministrations.  I knew my hands had a gift being a
pitcher, and knew they were working him the right way.

I got to his ass, his globes so nice and white.  I
spread the cheeks, and took in a deep breath of his
maleness.   It was intoxicating.  I moved my mouth in
position and started in his crack.  He bucked his head
up for the first time in 5 minutes, oh that feels
great, what the hell?  Then his head fell down.  I
licked a finger, and then slowly slid it in.  I could
tell nothing had ever been in this territory before.
He was a bit uneasy.  I was slow and breathed hot
breaths at his hole as I did this.  Two fingers went
in, and he moaned.   I kissed his ass cheeks as I did
this.

My middle finger felt his nut.  I started in.  "Ow,
what the hell?  Oh my God!"  I didn't respond, and now
he was squirming around.  I could tell he was reaching
new sensations he didn't know existed.   I flipped him
on his back, he had a dazed over glaze in his eyes.  I
pressed his legs to his chest, and now did three
fingers.  I then took his nuts in my mouth both of
them at the same time.  His cock dripped with precum
on his abs.   At this point I stopped the fingering
his hole, and scooted up, and went to work with my
mouth on his pecks.  My hard on, the tip of my dick
sitting right on his hole.  I felt it spasming it was
wet with my slobber. knocking at his door.  Wondering
if I'd get a permission to come onboard sir?

I eased my head in.  I felt him tighten "you doing
alright Brad?" he just grunted, and I went a bit
farther in and stopped.  He was heavily breathing, his
nice pecs rising up and down.  He was tossing his head
back and forth for a bit.  I can tell this was his
first time at this.  His dick still hard.  I went a ½
inch farther and stopped letting him get used to it.
When he relaxed I just went further, and I must have
found his nut again.  He almost sobbed "Oh my God!
More!"

I went the full way, stopped, with his legs now in my
hands.  His head was back eyes closed, trying to let
it all sink in.  I waited till he opened his medium
blue eyes and looked at me, I asked "ready for more?
I'll take it easy on you."   He nodded and I slowly
withdrew, my hard baseball bat fully extended in him,
leaking.   I slowly went about with my pushing in and
out, till he got used to it.  He was moaning, his head
thrashing about on the pillow.  I had sweat dripping
down my temples, no nervous about this, and so excited
at the same time.  This big guy was mine, like putty
in my hand.

I leaned forward, and started sucking his adam's
apple.  I scruffed his goatee with my tongue.  I had a
had to release it soon.  I pulled up and took my cock
out.  Spraying all over him.  I covered his nuts and
cock.  He still hadn't come yet, so I went down to
give him a finish off blow job.  It only took 30
seconds of being in my mouth that he shot his wad.  I
savored his cum mixed with a bit of mine.  I then
collapsed next to him on the bed, and just put my
hands across his big pecks.  We fell asleep in that
position.  Both of us so spent.