Date: Sun, 29 Aug 1999 00:35:06 EDT
From: Jrm3x23@aol.com
Subject: Michael Paul, High School Sexual Athlete - Chapter 3.

'Michael Paul, High School Sexual Athlete', Part 2.(JRM)[BB]

As promised, things are getting a little more sexual.  The boys are older
and are now in High School.  This chapter continues the story of Michael's
and Adam's friendship.

As before, if you're under 18 and/or local laws forbid you to read this
stuff, please leave.  If sexual contact between consenting teenage boys is
not of your liking, please leave.

Chapter 3, Outdoors.

     I love my body!  The next year brought on some exciting times,
socially and some delightful changes, physically.  I turned 16 and was able
to drive on my own.  My dad surprised me by giving me his old Isuzu pickup
truck.  I soon discovered the freedom it gave me.

     On the physical side, my body filled out and I stood 5'11".  I took a
weight training class in High School and I looked and felt great.  My arms
and chest were muscular but still trim and fairly hairless.  I had no flab
on my stomach.  When tanned, my skin had a smooth, silky glisten to it.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but to get a hard-on.

     Adam was also 5'11" by now but stayed on the slim side.  He and I were
still playing soccer and we tried out for the High School team in the
springtime, knowing it would be hard for sophomores to make varsity.  As
expected, we were placed on the JV squad and we continued our scoring ways.

     Summer came so we decided to try the pickup out by taking it into the
mountains not far from where we lived for an overnight campout.  It was a
beautiful weekend and we told our parents we were going up to the Taylor
River, a place we stayed and camped at with our parents frequently.  This
would be the first time out by ourselves.  Adam could only go if we took
his brother Jordan along.  Adam didn't appreciate his parents saddling us
with him but Jordan was pretty kewl for a younger brother and I convinced
Adam it wouldn't be that bad.

     Jordan was now 14 years old and was as tall as Adam but still had that
boy-like appearance.  I knew what Jordan was going through, as he was
pretty much like I was just two years ago when I was 14.  I knew he would
soon be bigger than Adam.  He looked more like his mom whereas Adam looked
like his dad.  I could tell he had a good package between the legs, I'd
seen him in his underwear several times during my sleepovers at Adam's.
His hair was darker than Adam's, about like mine.  Right now he still
looked up to his big brother.  Jordan had a couple things going for him.
Besides his good looks, he also played soccer and was an excellent
goalkeeper.

     We threw the camping equipment in the back of the pickup along with
some food and water and the beer Adam had been "storing" up for the past
few weeks.  His father bought beer by the case and didn't really keep track
of a can missing here and there.  We piled into the pickup, Jordan sat
between Adam and me for the hour long drive to the campsite.

     We all wore short pants.  Several times along the way, Jordan would
shift his leg and it would rub against mine.  No real contact, mind you,
just his skin against my hair.  Another erogenous experience!  I got a
little hard and I began to wonder if Jordan, like Adam, was interested in
the same things that turned us on.

     We arrived at a fairly secluded place along the river and set up camp.
The river had a deep area where the current was slow and this provided us
with a great place to swim.  The water was still fairly cold from the
spring run-off but the rare 90 degree day made the cold water very
inviting.  I had the music going, a good friend, nice weather.  Like the
commercial says, "It just doesn't get any better than this."

     We hiked to the clearing nearby with a Frisbee I had brought along.
After a few minutes of intense Frisbee tag, we were all sweating and had
our shirts off.  Adam's glistening chest was almost hairless.  He did have
a nice trail of hair running from his navel southward and it became more
noticeable as it became wet with his sweat.

     Jordan really needed to get his lanky body out in the sun more.  His
chest was a blinding white and you could see every one of his ribs.  Adam
started to tease his younger brother about his social life because, up to
now, Jordan had no girlfriends that we knew of.

     "What's it to you guys that I don't have a girlfriend," he protested.

     "What you afraid of, Jordy?  Or do you like your hand better?" asked
Adam.

     He didn't answer, but we knew what the truth was because he was
blushing red with embarrassment.  He finally got the courage to challenge
us.

     "I bet you guys jack-off all the time."

     Adam and I looked at each other and just laughed.  Jordan didn't have
a clue about our adventure in the shower that night a year ago.  I
whispered a suggestion in Adam's ear.  At once, we both pounced on Jordan
and carried his sweaty body to the river, kicking and screaming all the
way.  I held onto his upper body as Adam yanked his pants off.  The
struggling Jordan wasn't wearing any underwear!  He had a slender cock and
the same pubic hair Adam had.  We then threw him in the cold river.

     "Oh shit, my nuts!" he screamed.  "You fuckin' assholes!"

     We laughed as we both stripped down naked.  We could hardly wait to
join with Jordan in his "agony."  Adam and I jumped in and felt that same
painful shock to our nuts.  We pushed Jordan back in and soon all three of
us were trying to dunk each other in the cold water.  My arm "accidentally"
brushed across Jordan's crotch and it hit a stiff appendage.  Jordan had an
erection.  He was pissed.

     "Get your hands off of me you faggots."

     "Come on, Jordan, chill!" Adam admonished.

     He calmed down and then started laughing as he noticed that both Adam
and I were a little hard, also.

     "Be careful who you call faggot.  Looks like you're just as excited as
we are." I said.

     We spent a little more time in the water, then our hunger took control
and we settled back to our camp to prepare some "grub."  As it got dark, we
built a good size campfire and prepared for sleep by rolling out our bags
around it.  The fire felt warm as we sat, drank a few beers and talked.  We
talked about soccer, the Mariners, the `Sonics, and eventually our
girlfriends.  And then sex.

     "Have you made it all the way with Jennifer," Jordan asked me.

     "You know a gentleman never tells, Jordy.  But if you really want to
know, the answer is `not yet.'"

     Ignoring his older brother, Jordan asked, "How do you keep from
getting so horny?  I bet you jack-off."

     I laughed and replied, "Just because a guy has a girlfriend doesn't
mean he's having sex with her.  Some guys do, but I think most of us
don't. I've come to realize there are more lies when it comes to sex than
anything else.  Don't believe everything you hear from your friends.  And
yes, I jack-off.  We all do."

     Jordan looked over at Adam who just smiled and nodded.

     The three of us were lying next to each other upwind from the
campfire.  We were soon asleep.  About 4:00 in the morning I awoke to find
the campfire had gone out and the mountain air had a good chill.  My
backside was still warm, however, and I realized Adam had rolled over in
his sleep and had his arm around me.  I nudged him and he awoke with a
start.

     "Hey buddy, I didn't..."

     "You don't need to explain, Adam."

     "Man, I gotta piss."

     "So do I."

     We quietly got up, went to a tree a few feet away and dropped our
briefs to relieve ourselves.  As we finished shaking the last drops of
urine from our cocks, Adam commented about how cold he was.  I don't know
what got into me, but he was cold and I did what I thought a friend should
do, I put my arms around him.

     "I've been wanting you to do this to me alone for along time," he
said.

     I reminded him that Jordan was asleep nearby.  By the time we reached
our bags, we were both hard.

     "Mike, I'm still cold and you've a large enough bag, would it...?"
     
     "Hop in Adam."

     We wrapped our arms around each other to get warm.  His body was
smooth and the contact of our skin was electrifying.  It wasn't long before
we both had our briefs off and were groping each other's erections.  I took
my hand around his cock and started stroking.  Remembering what I saw him
do in the shower, I cupped his nutsack with my other hand and stroked away
on my best friend.  His cock started to pulse and his nuts tightened, soon
he was coming inside my bag.

     Adam wasn't neglecting me, either.  After he shot his load, he
disappeared down into my bag.  I felt something wet and warm on the tip of
my penis.  Adam was giving me a blow job!  First a few licks on the
cockhead, then I felt him take my "mushroom" into his mouth.  His tongue
delightfully teased about.  I started to moan but then remembered that
Jordan was only a few feet away, still asleep.  He soon was working the
upper shaft with his mouth and the lower shaft with his hand.  His other
hand was working between my nuts and asshole.  It was hard to keep quiet,
no, it was torturous.  I shot my first shot in his mouth and he withdrew
and he finished me off with a slow stroking, literally "milking" my nuts
dry.  My cock was still in his tender, caring hands when he emerged from
the bag.  We both looked over at Jordan...

     "You guys put on quite a show!"  The morning twilight was just enough
to reveal a grin from ear to ear.

     "Shit, Jordy, how long you been awake?" asked Adam.

     "Long enough to know what you guys been up to."

     "Fuck, you gonna tell mom and dad?"

     Jordan thought a moment.  He got that same devious look that I'd seen
in my old friend Bill back in Oregon.

     "Maybe, maybe even your friends.  Unless..."

     Hell, Adam's kid brother was blackmailing us!

     "Mike, you really looked like you were enjoying what Adam was doing to
you.  Since I couldn't see what he did, I want you show me by doing the
same thing to me.  As for you, brother, you can help him, but you will
still owe me and I will collect at any time."

     I was going to have to go down on Jordan.  How I wished my first blow
job would have been Adam, especially after what he'd just given me.

     "Remember, I saw how much you enjoyed having Adam do you, so you
better treat me just as good, Mike, or else you'll still owe me, too."

     Jordan got out of his bag and revealed a nice stiff cock just under
6", longer than Adam's at that age.  He must have been hard for quite a
while, his cock dribbled a nice long string of precum.

     "Whatcha waiting for?  My dick is ready!"

     "OK, Jordy, lay down and spread your legs," I said.

     It was kind of strange being forced to give this kid what we knew was
his first blow job but I was prepared to give him what he wanted.  Jordan
would shoot his load into me, all right, but it would be when I wanted him
to.  His 6" of young teen manhood was going to have to beg for its climax.
I was determined that he was going to give Adam and me good a show, damn
straight!  I whispered to Adam to grab his arms when he wasn't looking.

     His precum had dribbled onto his stomach, just below his navel.  I
decided this would be a good place to start.  I took my tongue and cleaned
his smooth skin.  His juice was salty but sweet at the same time.  I liked
its taste, it was sweeter than mine was (which I'd tasted regularly).
Jordan pumped his cock and more precum emerged.  It started to flow down
his reddish-purple cockhead.  I caught it with my tongue before it had a
chance to drip onto his stomach.  He let out a pleasurable sigh.  Adam
gently grabbed his arms but Jordan didn't struggle, he was enjoying this
too much.

     I put my mouth around his cockhead and got it plenty wet with my
saliva.  His ooze and the saliva made a perfect lubricant.  I took the palm
of my hand and gently massaged his cockhead with it.

    "Oh yes, that's good," you could hear him say under his breath.

     Since I'd tried this on myself, I knew he eventually would find this
so stimulating he would not be able to keep himself still.  Sure enough, he
started to squirm and started moaning in his ecstasy.  One would swear by
the noises he made that he was in agony, but we knew better.

     Time to let things cool off, I didn't want him even close to coming.
I gently stimulated the short hairs on his nutsack and crotch.  He started
thrusting his penis into the morning air as if it were searching for a
pussy to fuck, albeit in vain.  This is exactly how I wanted Jordan, in
ecstasy but frustrated at the same time.  Adam and I were enjoying this
immensely and we both had rock hard penises to prove it.

     I took his surprisingly small testicles into my mouth and gave them a
good sucking and tonguing.  I gently pulled them away from the base of his
cock and he again began to moan.  His crotch had a pleasant smell, not
clean but not dirty, just sexy.  I released his nuts and gave them a lick
and then started to work my way, slowly, up his boy toy.  Again, he started
thrusting, trying in vain to slip his cock into my mouth but that wasn't
going to happen just yet.

     "Please, Mike, finish me off, I can't stand this!"

     "Oh no, Jordy, were enjoying this too much," Adam said with a laugh.
"This is what you wanted, isn't it?"

     "Yes," he whispered.

     I slipped my mouth over his cockhead and gave it a good tongue
massage.  I was working on his nuts with my hands.  I wanted to back him
off his climax a few times so I kept my hands down there to feel for that
tell tale tightening a guy gets just before he comes.

     I worked ever so slowly down his shaft, taking in as much as I could
before I would gag.  I tightened my lips and backed out.  I could feel his
body tense up.  He just shuddered with every slow stroke my mouth gave his
penis.  His breathing deepened.

     "Oh no, Jordan, you're not coming just yet," I said.

     "Fuck, this is torturous, let me come, please!"  Adam made sure he
held Jordan's arms tight.

     After a minute or two of doing nothing but licking and kissing his
cock, I again went to work.  As he came close again, I decided to come up
for air.

     "Adam, should I put Jordy out of his misery?"

     "Gee, let's see.  Jordy, do you want Mike to put you over the top?  Of
course, if you ever wanna have this type of fun again with us, you know
you'll have to keep this secret."

     Poor Jordan, I don't think he bargained for what he was getting.

     "OK, OK we're even."

     "Just the words I wanted to hear," both Adam and I said
simultaneously.

     With that, I went down and took his throbbing cock into me and started
to bob in and out much faster than before.  After a minute, he began to
squirm and tense.  His nuts tightened and I could feel his sperm moving up
the underside of his cock.

     "OH, OH, OH," he said with each delightful contraction.

     Jordan shot about eight times, it was thick, juicy and had a good
tangy flavor.  My mouth couldn't take it all in.  His contractions
continued for about 30 seconds more and the rest of his semen just kind of
oozed out of his poor, tortured cock.

     The ride home was quiet, we were pretty spent from all the physical
and sexual exercise we'd gotten that weekend.  Adam would have to wait for
me to return the favor.  I hoped that day would come soon.

End of Part 2.

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