Hockey Jock Doug by cow_boy_66@hotmail.com
Doug was the friend of my roommates. I'd been living in this new apartment for about a month now with two really straight guys, one of whom was a hockey player - Junior A or something, the level below minor league. I'd always found hockey players, for the most part and, especially at 18, offensive and crass. Something about too much teen testosterone and slamming each other around for 'fun' made me roll my eyes. Too bad, 'cause they were humpy horny guys, but I usually found them just way too 'dumb jock' like to bother with. Then along came the housewarming.
Doug was the star player of the team. He'd just done try-outs for the WHL, and was expected to be picked up by one of the minor league teams in the fall. Everyone was really excited for him to have made the final cuts, and this was his chance to celebrate.
Early on in the evening, the guys started egging him on to show off his new physique, since he'd been working out all summer in preparation for the fall training camp. He had no hesitation in pulling off his shirt to reveal his meanly muscled chest. He was a reddish blond stud, 5'11 and built like a Men's Fitness model - lean and cut, but not all tanned, he'd been spending so much time in the gym that he had no tan at all, just a lushcious creamy white skin with a few freckles on his pecs. One of the guys commented that all he needed was a few days in the sun to make it all complete. I was bug eyed in astonishment, and thought he needed nothing more than the splendour of the vision he was.
The party went, as parties do, and I went down to my room to find Doug flipping through my CD's, sitting on my bed in his ever so well fitted 501's and t-shirt.
"Nice stuff."
"Thanks. I try."
"I love your room, it's totally cool." He was slurring a bit, and it was obvious he was a bit drunk. "I guess this is where I'm crashing tonight."
I hoped my jaw didn't hit the floor, and tried to maintain my composure.
"No, man, this is my space. You wanna stay here, you gotta win it."
"Win it? Hell, I'm just gonna claim it as my own."
This seemed too good to be true, but I still maintained the facade.
"Yeah, well, I'm sure I'll find some way to get you out of here. Maybe I'll wrestle you for it."
"I'd pin you in a second." Which was true, he was a burly guy, at almost six feet, probably about 185, and lean as any Grade A beef could be.
"Well, maybe I'll go for the weakness then. You must be ticklish. Maybe I'll just tickle you outta here."
He looked at me with devilish eyes and said "I'm only ticklish in one spot", and rolled over to look at the CD notes.
A few beers brave, and certain we were thinking the same thing, I jumped at the opportunity. I lunged onto him, thrust both hands into his armpits and asked "Here?"
He didn't flinch, but replied "No, in."
I moved my hands under him and felt his smooth pecs, his hard nipples. I pinched them a few times and asked "Here?"
"Warmer, but no, lower."
My cock started to twitch as my hands slowly ran down the length of his abs, ripple by ripple, until I found his navel.
"Here?"
"Very warm."
I felt his pelvis rock beneath me, and though I could barely breathe for the super charge I was feeling. I ran my hands down lower to the top of his jeans, where I found the throbbing head of his cock sticking out. There was already a drop of precum now on my finger, which I massaged into the smooth head of his cock.
"Here?"
He flipped over onto his back, and I was sitting on top of him, this fucking godly hockey stud, looking into his eyes while my hand continued to play with his hot cock. I popped the first few buttons of his jeans and squeezed his big cock in my hand.
"That's about exactly the spot."
Precum was oozing out of his thick member as I wrapped my hand around his cock and jacked the foreskin a few times. We never broke eye contact.
"There's still a party goin' on upstairs, and I guarantee there'll be people coming in here to smoke up soon, if I know them, so maybe we'd better think about the where and when of this."
His face broke into that devilish grin again.
"Don't leave the party without me."
"It's my house" I reminded him, "I'll be here"
"Good. Keep that puppy warm for me." And he grabbed my crotch and gave it a hard squeeze. I thought I'd cum on the spot.
As expected, we heard the sound of people coming down the stairs, and had barely enought time to jump off the bed when Brad, my new roommate, came barrelling in with three other guys from the hockey team.
"Hey roomie! Thought we'd find some privacy down here to blow a J. Hope you don't mind."
"Not if we're invited." I said, and the six of us sat down to smoke one of Brad's infamously potent joints.
"Man, that chick is hot!" Brad said.
"Who?"
"Cindy." he said as he toked, and continued while holding in the smoke "Nicest tits I've ever seen. Man I'd like a piece of that."
The guys started talking about hot pussies and 'dipping the wick' as the joint passed from one to the other. Doug kept his eyes on me, burrowing into me as he filled his lungs and passed the joint to me.
"Suck on this" he whispered through held breath, and not batting an eye.
I was completely transfixed by this hot stud, and as I took the joint from him I said, as calmly as I could "I bet it'll be good."
"The best, man" and he blew the smoke out into the room. "Unforgettable"
I took a long haul on the joint and closed my eyes. This was going to be good!
The joint kicked in. Everything got that lovely shade of sexy, and when I looked a Doug he got a devilish grin on his face, closed his eyes, threw his head back and moaned "Fuck, that's nice!" He was leaning back on one elbow on my bed, his legs sprawled open toward me. My body started to vibrate with the high and my cock sprang to attention. I untucked my shirt to hide the massive bulge in the front of my pants, not to mention the growing wet spot at the thought of this hot hockey stud and what we would get up to later on. The three others, having finished smokeing, started back upstairs.
"C'mon man, back to the action." Brad said.
"In a minute," Doug said. "I'm just checking out the CD's."
The moment they left the room Doug flew off the bed, shut the door behind them and turned the lock, then turned back to face me. He was the hottest fucking man I'd ever seen, and the look in his eyes told me I was soon to find out just how hot.
"I'm not sure I can wait," he said as he walked up to me, grabbing the front of my hips and pushing me back into the wall. His hands were on my ass as he pressed his gorgeous chest into mine and kissed me. The feeling of our tongues gnashing at one another, and his hard cock pressing into mine through our jeans as his hands kneaded my ass.....
Then he pulled off, put one hand in the center of my chest, holding me against the wall, and grabbed my balls with the other, kneading them, squeezing the juicy precum out into my shorts until a nice wetspot had formed.
"Nice," he groaned, and dropped to his knees in front of me. I felt his mouth start chewing around the outline of my cock, and he blew his hot breath through my jeans. Fuck, it felt fantastic!!! He chewed and spat and sucked my cock through my jeans, tasting my precum. Then he grabbed my balls again as he stood up and planted another wet kiss, this time tasting of my juice! His mouth moved around to the side of my neck and found my ear, and he started panting and licking. Electric jolts ran through me to my cock, which throbbing and beginning to ache.
He squeezed my pack as tight as he could and growled in my ear, "I'm gonna suck every drop of that hot juice outta you."
Then he pulled off, looked me straight in the eyes and said, "But not yet. You're gonna spend the rest of the party waiting for this" and he grabbed my hand and shoved it down the front of his jeans. The head of his uncut cock was sticking out the top and a stream of precum greased into my palm as my hand slid down the length to the base of his cock. I felt my fingers pressing into his furry ballsack and squeezed the length of his shaft. He inhaled with a hiss of approval, and leaned forward to kiss me again.
"We're gonna have fun."
He unlocked the door and turned the handle. As he opened it, I heard another group of players heading toward the door.
"Hey, there you are man! We got a J, want some??"
I pulled my hand out of his pants in time to see four or five hockey jocks flood into the room.
"No, man, thanks. I just had one with Brad. It think I'm fine for now. Maybe in a bit. There's great music in here, check it out." He turned back to me just before he left, winked, and said, "Thanks for the preview, can't wait for the real thing."
I stood against the wall, out of breath and hoping my shirt was covering the huge wet spot and bulge in the front of my pants.
"Mind if we smoke?" one of them asked.
"Go ahead. I'll be fine, I just had one too. See you upstairs."
I left them to their fun and returned up to the rest of the party, out of breath and shaking at the thought of what was to come.
I spent the next few hours in a daze - high, horny and horny as hell. Every time I looked over at Doug he seemed to instinctively feel it, and would look my way and wink, or smile, or rub his crotch a bit, and then go back to whatever conversation he was in.
By 3am, I was so fucking hot for this hockey god I would have jumped him in front of my parents, my preacher, and anyone else who cared to watch. The party was starting to thin out. People were wandering out in small groups until finally there were three of us left - me, Doug, and Doug's roommate Kevin. All my roommates had long since passed out in their rooms. Kevin was really drunk. A bug, burly hockey meathead, trying to prove he could out drink the world. He'd succeeded, and was a slurring heap on the couch, trying to talk to Doug about this hot babe and that hot pussy. Doug told him he should get some shut eye, and pushed him over so he was laying out on the couch. I went out to the fridge to get another drink.
When I turned around, Doug was right in front of me, and before I could say a word he dropped to his knees in front of me and pulled my pants down to my ankles.
"I've been waiting all night for this: your hot cock," he said as he swallowed my rapidly hardening dick and started jacking it with his lips. I leaned into the counter behind me for support and put my hands behind his short cropped head.
"Unh!" was all I could manage to say as he worked my tool to it's full and throbbing 7". He swirled his tongue around the head - licked, lapped, shoved my cock to the back of his throat and started chewing with his lips on the base of my cock. His hand wrapped around my balls and started squeezing, rolling them between his fingers. Then he wrapped his hand around by ballsack and pulled my nuts down with a firm and steady pressure. It felt fucking great! His spit was running down the length of my cock, and he caught the excess with his other hand and smeared it around and up my asscrack as he started to probe my asshole with his fingers.
"Oh, fuck" I groaned. The roomie, who was around the corner on the couch, stirred and called out something like, "Hey man, I need another beer". I froze.
Doug stood up and pressed into me "Don't worry, he's totally out of it, he'll be back asleep in a second." Then he pressed his hot mouth against mine and started kissing me, deep and hot. Tongues thrashing against each other, cocks throbbing into the other, I could taste my own precum again. His hands found my butt and started squeezing. He was panting "You're so fucking hot. From the second I walked in here tonight and saw you I knew I wanted you, and here we are."
I moaned and put on my best Mae West. "Here we are, loverboy. What are you gonna do know?"
He smiled and looked me in the eye. "Just this."
His mouth dropped to my chest and he started chewing on my nipples as he jacked me off. I grabbed the sides of his shirt and pulled it up over his head. He lifted his muscular arms to let me take it off him. Such a chest! His shirt dropped to the floor and his hands went immediately back to my ass as he dove back onto my nipples.
"Ummmm. Good enough to eat." he purred "I want to taste every inch of you before you shoot that hot load."
I pulled the buttons open on his jeans and pushed them down over his hips. His cock sprang out and slapped against his stomach. He turned me around and pushed his pants to the floor. Then I felt his hard cock between my asscheeks as he reached around to play with my tits. He started licking my neck, up again to my ear as he ground that hot cock into my ass.
"Nice tight ass. Ummmm. You better watch it, or you'll find this cock in there."
"Oh yeah, man, I want to feel you in me.""
He took a step backward and commanded, "Turn around."
I did, and what a sight! Doug was standing in front of me with his pants around his ankles, his big uncut cock straight up against his belly, oozing precum down the front. He grabbed his balls in one hand and started jacking himself with the other, causing his torso to crunch over and define his muscles even more.
"Yeah, this cock wants to feel your guts man. I wanna shoot my hot load all over you.
I dropped to my knees and grabbed his cock in my hand. It twitched in response and a fresh throbbing made it swell another half size. As I started to jack the foreskin back and forth across the smooth head, I could feel all the veins bulging, and his cock seemed to get even bigger in my hand.
"Aww, man, suck it. Please eat my cock," he gasped.
I put my mouth over the slick head of his cock and started licking around his piss slit with my tongue. His pelvis jerked into my face, shoving his cock further into my mouth.
"Yeah, eat that dick. Fuck that feels good!"
I shoved his cock to the back of my throat with one thrust, and heard him gasp in ecstasy. I wrapped my lips firmly around his fleshy tube and started jacking his foreskin back and forth, each time taking his sensitive head deep into the back of my throat.
"So fuckin' hot," he growled, and his hands grabbed the back of my head and pushed me to the base of his cock. He started fucking my face, slowly at first as his body twitched and his cock throbbed to it's full veined glory.
"Aww, man, I'm gonna cum if you keep that up." he said and he pulled me off his cock and brought me to standing in front of him "we don't want that yet, do we? No, I need to taste that ass first. Come here." He grabbed my cock and pulled me toward the laundry room and opened the door.
"I'm gonna taste that sweet ass." he whispered as he pulled me inside and shut the door.
He turned me away from him and pushed me forward, so I leaned over the washer, then he dropped down behind me and spread my ass with his hands and dove into my ass. Fuck! This hot hockey stud was shoving his tongue in my ass, slurping on my hole like wild man, and it felt great! He licked me up, and started playing with my hole with his fingers. I felt the first probe into me and he started wiggling it inside my ass. Soon he pressed in a second, then a third, until he was fucking my ass with his fingers and licking all around my ass. He reached under and grabbed my cock and started jacking me off.
"So fucking hot," he said as he stood up behind me. I could hear the wrapper of the condom rip as he pressed his cock against my ass. "Good Boyscout's always prepared, right?" he said as he rolled the condom over his massive cock. "You ready for this, cowboy?"
I could feel his hot cock against my ass, my ready hole twitching with anticipation.
"Oh, yeah, fuck me, Doug. Fuck my tight ass."
He pressed the head of that beautiful cock against the hole he had just worked on with his tongue and fingers, and with one thrust shoved the whole thing into my gut, right up to the hilt.
"Fuck! Aww, man, oh fuck, that's so hot!"
He started fucking me slowly, his hands reached around and played with my tits an his mouth found the back of my neck again.
"Yah, that's a hot fucking ass, man," he hissed into my ear. "Fuck you're gonna make me blow my load into that gut, huh? You want that?"
He started fucking me faster, harder, pulling his whole cock out and shoving it all the way in, again and again. The shockwaves ran up my spine and my head felt like it would explode.
"Yes, fuck me! Oh god, fuck me - it feels so good like that!!"
His balls slapped against mine as he continued to slam his cock into me. Our bodies were covered with sweat, and I could feel him dripping onto my back. He squeezed my nipples so hard they burned, and his other hand jacked my aching dick. I felt the cum rising in my balls.
"Gonna cum! Uuunhh!!!!" and I felt the first jet fly out of my cock onto the floor. "Yeah, fuck, yeaaaa!!!" My ass clamped down on his cock as the cum sprayed out of my cock, which drove him over the edge.
"Aww fuck, man, I'm gonna cum, huh? You want me to come in your tight ass?? Huh?"
"On my face, shoot your hot load on my face!!" I said, and I turned and dropped to my knees, ripped the condom from his cock, grabbed his balls and pulled them hard toward the floor while he jacked himself.
"Awwwwww, man, fuuuuuuuck! Yesssss!! Aww yes, gonna shoot my hot load!!!!! Fuck, here it comes man!!"
The first shot hit my face like a jet of hot lava, and I pushed his hand away and shoved his cock all the way down my throat.
"Fuck!" He screamed as the torrents of cum shot straight down my throat and his mother cock throbbed in my mouth.
I sucked his beautiful cock as wave after wave of his hot cum shot into the back of my throat. His whole body was shaking as he grabbed my head for support. I ran my hands across his ass and up his sweat soaked back, feeling his heat as I held his softening cock in my mouth.
He was panting, and his body jerked as I let his now super-sensitive cock slide out of my mouth.
I stood up to face him, pulled him close to me and kissed him, the taste of his cum still on my lips.
"Fuck, man, that was incredible!" he said. He wrapped his arms around me and we stood there smearing the sweat around on each other's bodies. "I've never come like that. Your ass is so hot. Mmmmmm" and he kissed me again, full mouthed and slurping.
We stood there a while, just rubbing each other, kissing, and trying to catch our breath before pulling our pants up and heading back to the kitchen for the rest of our clothes. Doug went down to the bathroom to clean up, and I sat on the stairs, exhausted and elated.
He came out of the bathroom and over to where I was sitting, leaned into me and kissed me again.
"Man," he said, "I never got to taste your load."
"Too bad, it was a good one."
He smiled and said "Yeah, well I guess we'll have something to look forward to for next time."
I guess Doug made the cut. He went off to training camp that Fall, I moved in the Spring, and I wonder what happened to him. Doug, if you ever read this, I'm still waiting for round two!
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