Date: Mon, 30 Jul 2012 08:39:17 -0700 (PDT)
From: Cosmic Charlie <cosmic709@yahoo.com>
Subject: Basketball Jock and Prof 11

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Basketball Jock and Prof, Part 11
Cosmic Charlie - cosmic709@yahoo.com
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As summer settled in Mike went to live with some friends of his in his
hometown a few hours drive away, and I started to work on the research
project that I had neglected over the last six months. After the climactic
end of the school year, I found myself missing Mike more and more as the
days wore on. When my annual summer camping trip with some old graduate
school buddies rolled around, I immediately asked Mike if he would come
with me. He jumped at the opportunity. As the trip approached, I got more
and more excited.  Every year I showed up alone and single. The thought of
showing up this year with my young, jock-stud boyfriend was almost as
appealing as the thought of spending an entire week with Mike.

It had been weeks since I had seen Mike. We talked on the phone and over
Skype a lot, and I still had daily 'contact' with him. I still had a bunch
of Mike's clothes, including a game worn jersey. If I closed my eyes and
put one of his jocks or a shirt over my nose, I almost believed that it was
his hand on my cock.

Mike made the drive to my house and met me at about ten in the morning. We
hugged and made out a little, but had to get back on the road. From my
place, we drove another eight hours to the cabin that my buds and I were
renting. I was coming from the farthest away, and Mike and I had arrived a
day before everyone else. We had the whole place to ourselves until around
noon the following day.

We got to the cabin and instantly laid claim to the largest bedroom in the
place. I opened the window and collapsed onto the bed face down. Mike
jumped onto the bed and straddled my ass on his knees. He brought his big
hands down onto the back of my neck and started to massage my neck and
shoulders through my t-shirt. I groaned in relief, not just from the
massage but from the physical contact with Mike. It occurred to me then
just how much I had missed him.

"That feel so good." I said.

Mike mumbled in response and started to pull my shirt off. When he got it
off, he amped up the massage on my bare skin. I melted into the bed as he
worked out the tension from sitting in the car for the whole day.

"For a guy who's got the summer off, you're pretty tense." Mike said.

I only groaned. I had been tense because I'd been missing Mike, and, to
tell the truth, I was a little worried that when Mike left the confines of
our small town he might find someone else. It was an irrational worry. Even
though Mike had a body that could get him anyone he wanted, he didn't have
the personality to mess around. He was as loyal as a golden retriever. He
loved me, and that was that as far as he was concerned. If anyone was going
to fuck this up, it would be me.

"You're like putty in my hands." Mike said. Then he leaned over me and
licked the back of my ear, "I'm getting turned on."

Mike leaned in and I felt his hard cock press into my ass cheek. He humped
me a little bit before straightening back out. My own dick, which was
already semi-hard, firmed up against the mattress. As he pulled back,
Mike's massage went from being a pretty intense sports massage to a more
sensual rubdown. His hands trailed down my back until they got to my butt
cheeks. Mike worked my cheeks between his hands, spreading them apart with
his hands.

"Fuck, I need it bad." Mike said, "I haven't had sex in weeks and I stopped
jacking off five days ago to get ready. I can't wait to explode inside of
you."

"Ugh," I said as I rolled over. For a few seconds, he ground his cock
against my bulge. Then I pushed my way out from underneath Mike. "Let's
bring the stuff in first. It looks like its going to rain soon."

"I'll get it. You stay here and relax." Mike said.

Relaxing wasn't in my repertoire of behaviors, so I started to get things
situated in the kitchen as Mike hauled in our bags, our food, and all the
other crap we brought with us. After about two trips, he pulled off his
shirt. Mike was wearing shear white basketball shorts with black trim. It
reminded me of the day he first came by my office and later showed up at my
house. The shorts hung low on his hips and his pubes and belly hair were
showing. I could make out a lump where his cock pressed against the
fabric. Mike's body looked much more defined than it had when I saw him
last, and I guessed that he was spending a lot of time in the gym while he
was away.

Mike saw me ogling him and flexed in the doorway. "You look hot." I
said. "Really, I'm going to cream my pants if I don't get a taste of your
cock soon."

Mike grinned and grabbed his bulge. "You know, these are the shorts I wore
to your office the day you took advantage of me. I decided to wear them
again for old times sake." he said with a smile. Mike turned to keep
bringing stuff in. There was water on his skin. The rain must have started.

So many people, including some of my colleagues, still thought of Mike as
an emotionless, dumb jock. While it was true that he was more disciplined
when it came to showing his emotions, the fact that he remembered what
shorts he was wearing when _he_ took advantage of me spoke volumes.

By the end of the fourth trip it had started to rain hard. I felt bad for
Mike, who was now stuck hauling our gear in the rain, but I didn't feel bad
enough to volunteer to help. Moving stuff in the rain is what having a
younger boyfriend is for. Mike made a few more trips, griping about the
rain as he did. Finally, he walked in with a case of beer and set it next
to the pile near the door.

"That's it," he said as he stretched out his back. His abs and pecs became
taught as he lengthened his body. I looked down between his legs. His junk
was clearly visible through the wet sheer fabric. I could make out every
detail, right down to the ridge on his cock head. I grabbed my phone and
took a picture. Mike just looked at me stupidly.

"What?" he asked.

"If you go out like that, you'll get arrested." I said as I motioned toward
his crotch. I laughed a little. "This is like the beginning of a porno."

"Yeah, except I'm sweaty as hell and covered in leaves and shit." Mike said
as he picked a leaf off his shoulder.

"That only get's me hotter." I said. I walked over to Mike and took a long
lick at his sweaty chest. He tasted like salty rain water. I grabbed his
wet cock through his shorts. He was getting hard and so was I.

"I like your sweat," I purred as I sucked on his nipple.

Mike smiled at me and put a hand on my shoulder. He started to push me down
to my knees, but for some reason I resisted. Instead of dropping down in
front of him, I kissed him full on the lips and pushed him back against the
door frame. When I broke away from the kiss, Mike smiled again. This time,
he looked both turned on and aggressive, like he was ready for a
challenge. He put pressure on my shoulders again and again I resisted.

Moving much faster than I thought possible, Mike pushed back and flipped me
around. My back hit the wall hard. It was an instant reminder that while I
had a nice gym body, Mike was an athlete. He could use his strength with
explosive speed. He pressed his mouth down on mine. As he broke away he bit
my lower lip, pulling on it a little. Mike raised his arm and pressed his
pit down against my face. I stuck out my tongue and licked at his thick pit
hair. It was late in the day, and his pits smelled ripe. He used the cradle
created by his muscles to control my head while the weight of his body
pushed me back against the wall.

Mike moved his head down and kissed me hard on the mouth, then nuzzled his
face against mine.

"I love it when you smell like my sweat. It lets me know you're mine," he
said. He rubbed my face back in his pit then grabbed my head and pushed it
down to his nipple. "Work my nips, Prof."

I sucked on Mike's nipple for a minute or two. As I did, his nipples got
hard and his pecs danced underneath my mouth. I rubbed my cheeks against
his hairy chest. Mike twisted a little as my two day beard tickled his
chest. When I felt Mike let down his guard, I bit down hard on his nipple.

"Ahh," Mike groaned.

I slipped out from underneath him and let his body fall face first against
the wall. I came up behind him and licked at his muscular back before
standing on the tips of my toes so that I could kiss the back of his
neck. I bit the nape of his neck as I licked and sucked on his skin,
pushing my whole body into his to keep him pinned to the wall.

"All right, all right," Mike said as he squirmed underneath me, "You
win. Do what you want."

I grabbed onto Mike's soldier and pushed him over to the couch. He fell
backwards and spread his body out. I wasn't sure if he was offering himself
up or showing off, but he was so hot. His long arms and legs were spread
out full. His arms reached from end to end of the couch, and his legs were
open wide. I was struck by his size and strength.  His skin was tanned and
covered in a light fur. His hair was messy from the rain, and his blue eyes
were bright with eroticism.

"Fuck." I groaned, "I'm the luckiest man in the world." I reached down and
pulled his basketball shorts off. His hard dick sprang up and slapped
against his abs. I yanked off my shirt and jumped down in between his
legs. Grabbing him under his knees I lifted his legs up onto the coffee
table. I didn't want his dick, not yet. Mike's asshole, surrounded by dark
hair, winked back at me.

I dove in. This is what I had been waiting for for the last couple of
weeks. My mouth was planted in Mike's crack and my nose was right in front
of his low hanging balls. I inhaled deeply and dug in. Mike reacted by
putting his hands on the back of my head and pushing me against his
body. His smell filled my nostrils. Mike smelled sweaty and his crotch was
ripe from the long car ride and then hauling in our gear. As I rimmed his
hole it pulsed around my tongue.

Mike pulled my face out by the hair. "I thought you were going to make me
suck your dick or something. This is way better." he said before directing
my mouth to his balls.

I licked at his balls, lifting them with my tongue. As I worked him over, I
reached down and started to pull off my pants. Mike's hands held my mouth
firmly in place as I twisted out of my jeans. My own dick was harder than
it had been in months. It stood straight up against my stomachs, which it
hadn't done since I was twenty-five. Precum was literally running from the
tip like a river. Like Mike, I had been denying myself for the last few
days and was really horny now.

"Fuck, Prof." Mike called out loudly, "You've got me all worked up."

Mike slapped the top of my head with his big dick. It was rock hard. I
pulled away from his balls and took his dick in my hand. I yanked up on it
and collected his foreskin around the tip. After spending a few minutes
admiring his dick and the leaking slit that opened around the top, I took
his cock into my mouth. I stuck my tongue under his hood and quickly
swirled it around the sensitive head of his dick a few times. Mike squirmed
underneath me.

"Too much," he called out as his hips bucked.

I let up a little bit, but not much. I aggressively sucked his dick for a
minute or two more before moving my way up his body. I ran my tongue
through his pubes first and then over his abs, stopping for a few seconds
at his belly button. Then I licked my way up the nice ridges that had
formed in his abs. I took my hand and rubbed his stomach.

"You've been working out." I said.

"I wanted to be hot for you." Mike said with a laugh. "And I've been
bored."

I rolled my eyes and licked at his left nipple. I bit down lightly on his
pec before I gave his right nipple the same treatment. Then I licked over
the ridge of his jaw to his lips. I kissed him hard. My tongue pushed into
Mike's mouth and his head against the back of the sofa. Mike was putty in
my hands. He had completely given himself over to the experience.

I crawled up onto Mike so that my ass was in between his legs and our dicks
were touching. My own dick seemed so small when pressed against
Mike's. Like most of his body parts, Mike's dick was thicker, longer, and
stronger than most people's. He was just built bigger. I pulled his cock
against my stomach and imagined it that deep inside of me. It didn't seem
possible that his cock could reach that far into me, but I knew that it did
and would.

I took our two dicks in my hand. Slowly, I worked our cocks
together. Mike's rod felt hot and hard against my own. As I stroked us
together, Mike raised his hips to fuck my fist.

Mike brought his hand around the back of my head and the side of my
face. He slipped his thumb into my mouth. I sucked down on it. I felt Mike
begin to take control, and decided to try to get back on top. I grabbed
Mike's hands and pinned them down on the couch. He was in the mood to play,
so he let me.

"I'm going to fuck you." I said.

Mike smiled from ear to ear. "Really?" he asked.

I nodded.

Mike leaned forward and moved his mouth to my neck. He kissed me first,
then bit down. He brought his mouth to my ear and said, "No. I think I'm
going to fuck you."

I still had his hands pinned down. I maneuvered my body between Mike's legs
and did my best to rub my cock against his exposed hole. Mike hadn't moved,
he just kept smiling at me. I was so full of lust, that I really thought I
had the upper hand.

Mike wrapped his legs around my body and started to press down. At first I
thought he was pulling me in, but he increased the pressure and was soon
crushing my hips between his muscled thighs. Mike easily overpowered my
arms and broke free. He brought his arms around my body. He hugged me tight
as he rolled over on the couch, taking my whole body with him. He put his
hands on my shoulders and released his legs. Mike was back on top.

"I win." he said. Mike reached down and his fingers found my asshole. As he
toyed with it, I started to moan. "You need my cock in your ass way more
than you need to fuck me."

I knew that he was right. I had fucked Mike three times over the course of
our relationship, while he had fucked me about a million times. Something
about him drilling me just felt right. The only time's I had really enjoyed
being on top was when Mike remained completely in control.

"If you want some ass, we can find a stud to fuck together this week." Mike
said.

I mumbled something. His finger was deep inside of me now, and I was
bucking up and down against him.

"You want that? You want your man to bring you home some meat to toy with?"
he asked.

"Fuck, Mike. Yeah." I said.

"Yeah, we'll find a real stud. Then we'll break him down." Mike growled. I
could tell by the puddle of precum on my abs that he was getting into
this. "You and me, Prof. We'll tear up his ass."

While we talked dirty, Mike lubed up his dick. He pulled his finger out of
my ass and then pulled my legs up. In one fluid motion he slipped his dick
into my body. My ass had tightened up a little in his absence and there was
a stab of pain as my hole stretched to accommodate him. His cock slithered
into my bowels, inch by inch, until his pubes were firmly pressed against
my balls.

"Shit," Mike called out. "I've missed this. God, you're so hot and tight."

He grabbed onto my legs and brought them up around his back, then he pulled
his arms around me.

"Hang on."

Mike lifted me up, his cock still firmly planted in my ass. I hung on tight
with my legs. As we rose up, I swear Mike's cock went to places its never
gone before. Each movement shoved it in a new direction or turn inside of
me. I felt all of his muscles twitch and bulge around me as he lifted me
and held me tight against him.

Mike started to walk toward the door. When he got to the door, he pushed my
back against the frame. He thrusted in and out of me a few times before he
reached out and opened the door.

"I'm going to fuck you in the rain." Mike grinned. Our faces were close to
each other and our bodies were connected at the waist.

We moved outside where it was still raining but the sun was starting to
break through the more distant clouds a little. When he got to a patch of
grass in the middle of the cleared area surrounding the cabin, Mike slowly
moved us to the grounds. As he knelt down, I could feel all the muscles in
his back, ass, and thighs bulge. When my back touched the wet grass, I
begged Mike to do me.

"Fuck me, Mike. Breed me like the stud you are." I said.

Mike pulled his cock out of me. I felt completely empty. Then he grabbed me
and flipped me over.

"I want to do you doggy style." he said.

Already my body was wet and covered in grass and dirt. On the one hand,
there was something very clean about what we were doing. The fresh rain and
the green grass made everything seem so innocent. On the other, as Mike
positioned me to get fucked, my hands and his knees were in the dirt. I
wanted him to push my face in the mud as he pounded me.

I got onto my hands and knees and lifted my ass. Mike covered my body with
his and mounted me. He pushed his cock in, all at once, in one hard
thrust. At the same time, Mike put his hands on my shoulders and pushed my
chest down against the earth. The wet grass felt cold on my chest and
face. Mike's body was hot. If someone had walked into the clearing and seen
us, I think they would have actually seen steam rising off of our bodies.

Mike covered my body entirely as he mounted me, using his strength and
weight to push me down against the grass. His thrusts were fast and
sharp. He would withdraw a few inches of his cock and then ram it deep into
me. My own hard cock was bouncing against the grass below me. His fucking
was powerful and almost animalistic.

"You remember the first time I bred your ass, Prof?" he said with a hard
thrust.

"Fuck yes," I moaned.

"Outside, in the dirt. That's the way men should fuck." Mike said.

He pushed my face down against the grass. Every move he was making was
about his pleasure and not mine. Oddly, that only turned me on more. I
loved the feeling of his broad chest against my back, and I loved the way
he was using his hand to hold my panting mouth against the moist ground. My
fingers were running through the grass as he pushed my body forward with
each thrust. He was giving me the pounding of a lifetime.

Mike jumped off of me. His long cock pulled me back as he yanked it out of
my asshole. Mike's finger slipped in to replace it. He used his finger to
yank at my hole, stretching it out.

Mike pulled his finger away, and I heard him move away. I rolled over to
see what was going on. Mike was standing there naked, with sweat and
rainwater running down his body. His chest was heaving from the
effort. Each breath caused his torso whole torso to expand more than seemed
possible. His dick was bobbing in front of him with his heart beat

"Can you believe you tried to say no to this?" Mike asked.

I looked at him puzzled. I really just wanted his dick back inside of me.

"I threw myself at you and you denied me," he said.

I remembered the day that Mike had offered me his cock. I had managed to
tell him to go away, though I jerked off furiously after he left. Mike
showed up at my house later that night and wore me down. It didn't take me
long to give in to his dominant personality and amazing body.

"I made a mistake," I said. I smiled at Mike in a goofy way, then lifted my
legs and spread them out, offering my ass to my man.

Mike jumped down on top of me and covered my body. In one big move he
shoved his dick back into me. His rod pushed it's way deep inside of me,
and I groaned loudly.

"I didn't." he said as he kissed me. "I knew I wanted you, and I didn't
make a mistake."

"Uggh," I groaned as Mike bottomed out inside of me. "Good thing." I
returned his kiss.

"Good thing you're a dirty old professor who takes advantage of his
students." Mike said.

Between the sucking and the fucking, I was ready to blow my load. I did not
have the staying power that Mike had. I grabbed onto my dick and started to
jerk.

"You took advantage of me." I said.

"I guess you're right," Mike said with a deep thrust, seemingly trying to
punctuate his point.

"God, I'm cumming." I moaned.

Mike grabbed onto my dick and jerked it off. His grip on my dick was
amazing. His muscular fingers wrapped around my cock and literally squeezed
the cum out of it.  My thick load spilled out onto his hand and my abs. As
I came, my ass clamped down on Mike's dick. The added pressure around my
ass ring only augmented my already strong orgasm. As Mike pulled his dick
out of my body, I could feel him pulling at my clamped down sphincter. The
cum just poured out.

Mike squeezed the last drops of cum out of my dick before bringing his hand
to my face. He wiped the cum onto my face and then rubbed my load all over
my face and neck. I licked at his fingers and hand as he moved it over the
cum across my face.

Mike brought his body down and started to kiss me. His kisses were quick
and shallow. In between each kiss, he would pause to lick the cum off of my
jawline, upper lip, and cheeks.

"You got good cum, Prof," Mike said, still skewering me with his dick.

I just moaned and leaned back, presenting my neck and throat to Mike. He
licked at my Adam’s apple and bit down a little on the sides of
my neck. I raised my ass to meet Mike's thrusts. His rhythm had changed a
little. He was moving more slowly. This usually meant Mike was getting
close. It was like he was saving up his energy for the final pounding.

As if on cue, Mike picked up his speed. He raised his body off of me and
grabbed on to my hips. He pulled my hips against his groin and humped me
like a dog - short and fast. Within a minute, Mike started to blow his
load.

He dropped his body down on top of me and shoved into my body with hard
thrusts as he came inside of me. I've only actually felt a guy's cum inside
of my guts a few times, and this was one of them. As Mike's hot load
spilled out in my bowels, I could feel the hot semen. From Mike's mumbling
and swearing, I knew that he was shooting a big load.

Mike collapsed onto my body. "Oh god, that was amazing." he said. "Your ass
is amazing. I think I spewed a gallon of cum in you."

"I felt it," I said to Mike. His head was hanging next to mine and I licked
the side of his neck, tasting his salty sweat. The rain was still falling,
but just barely.

Mike pulled his cock out. It was still rock hard. I guess he wasn't lying
when he said he was horny. I felt some of Mike's cum dripping out of my
asshole.

Mike rolled over onto the grass next to me. We both were quite for a minute
or two as we caught our breath. I wished I had someone there to take a
picture. The two of us were in great physical shape, Mike much greater, but
I wasn't a slob. We were young. It was the kind of picture I would have
liked to look at when I was much older.

"Hey," Mike said. "I was serious about finding a third this week. I want to
watch you fuck someone again."

"I'm game." I told him.

"We'll find a real slut for you to fuck around with." Mike laughed. He
grabbed my dick. "Or I could let you fuck around with me if you want."

"Let's get someone else. I like showing you off." I said. The only times I
had enjoyed fucking Mike were the few times that he made me do it. When he
literally ordered me to fuck his ass. I didn't like being on top with him,
whether I was fucking or getting fucked. It just worked better when he was
in control.

"Let's take a shower."  he said.

With that, we both got up and moved inside toward the shower. We had one
night alone in the cabin, and we were not going to waste a minute of it.

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