NOTE: This is fictional, and not inteded for those who simply can't handle it. SO, if you're incapable of handling cock, and sex betwen men, get the hell out of here!
Title: Jason on my Jock.
There he is standing against the locker with his girlfriend. He's as fine as they come. Short brown hair, brown eyes, nice tight ass. Football star, and 100 percent male. He stares at his girlfriend, her mouth wide open, throwing out words a mile a minute, and he gazes at her, with lust in his eyes. I know what he's thinking, cuz I'm thinkin' the same thing about him that he's thinkin' about her.....
From the first moment I layed eyes on him, he's been my target. I've lusted after him, night after night, sometimes falling asleep thinkin' about what I'd do to him. I'd go far, farther than with anyone else before. Everytime I get near him, my heart races, and I get dizzy and my eyes can't help but gaze at him with lusts of desire.
My name is Jake, and I am 6'2, 180 lbs. I have brown hair and brown eyes. I am of course into cock, and I'm probably one of the horniest guys you could ever want to meet. I love dick, and I know how to handle them...
I have a few classes with him, and I help him with his work, he's an idiot, and is just plain dumb. His name, is Jason, Jason Brooks. He's a junior, and I am a senior. He sits right next to me in Algebra, and he's hard to not look at. Maybe that's why I am failing it. Who knows.
Today is Friday, and Fridays are test days, and after tests, we get to do extra credit, and work in groups if we want to. On this particular day, Jason decides to work with me. Instead of doing our work, we do other things, like talk about sports, music, cars, partying, and other things. He talks about pussy, and I grin, and do the same. We laugh and others stare, and we have become good friends at this point. I tell him about a rave tonight and he says he'd like to go along with us. He's never been to one, so I have to tell him what to expect, and what it'll be like. He's just a dumb jock that wants to have fun.
Feeling pretty good about tonight, I tell him no to worry about driving, he can ride with me. He says cool and says he'd rather ride in my Eclipse, than his escort any day. So, technically, our date is set, and he does't even know it. The only drawback is that he wants to bring along his girlfriend, and what am I gonna say, so I say, "sure".
AHHH, almost! Oh well, I haven't really known him that long, and this is the first time that I have gotten this close to being with him. So, I go home that day and get ready, and my other friends come over. Some of them are already tripping and stoned. Others are anxious, to get there. See, we live out from the city, and it's an hours drive to get there. I told everyone to pile in their cars, I made printouts of the directions, and handed them out to everone, and told them that if they got lost, to call me on my cell phone and I would help them out. So, off everyone goes, except for me. I am the last one to leave, and finally I do, and I am on my way to his house. As soon as I got there, I saw just him waiting outside, his "woman" wasnt' w/ him. When he gets in, I ask "Where is your girlfriend?" and he says "oh fuck her, she's a bitch, we broke up" I said "why?" He told me that she got mad when he told her what he wanted to do tonight and said that she didn't want him to go, and he did, since he'd never been to a rave before, and they got into a huge argument and he said fuck it, basically. But, I've seen them before, they'll be back together tomorrow. WOW, I have him all to myself.
His puts his seat back, turns his cap around backwards, and lights up a cigarette, I was almost about to stop him, but he's so good looking, I let is slip without mentioning. I was surprized that he didn't even ask, especially since this is a new car, and most people who do smoke don't want to smoke in their new cars. Oh well. I can't help but to look at him, and I make conversation, just to have an excuse to do so. We talk about the usual, and he says that he's sick and tired of his girlfriend using him and demmanding so many things of him. He likes to party, and she's one of those romantic bitches who want their men all to themselves.
Well, half intoxicated by his sent, I am relieved when we get there, and park and jump out. He turns to me and says "OH SHIT!" "WHAT?" "I forgot my money", "So?" I will pay for you. He asks me if I mind, and I tell him that I don't, and so we continue on our way to the door. There's already about 5000 + there, so we're just about as late as they get, but being that it's twelve hours long, and I am the only one that he knows there, he'll more than likely be by my side the whole time....MMMMMM. Jason. I love him.
Once in, and on the dance floor, I am appraoched by a chick sucking on a baby bottle filled with DXT, and offers me a suck on it and gives me a dose, and I give her a $5 bill, and she looks at Jason, and does they same, and I watch in delight as his lips suck on that used baby bottle, and I wonder what those lips are gonna feel like when they're on me...
Lights, soundy, smoke, fog, drugs, people, sex, police, and good vibes fill the wearhouse. Dj HYPE is spinning and Trance fills my head and I let lose with violent moves and fade into the body of people lending themselves to the soul of the music, setting their emotions free into the night. Surpisingly, Jason does just about the same, and he's approached by a guy who offers him some speed, and he does it, and gets messed up beyond belief, before long, he's messed up on a myriad of drugs, including ecstacy.
A few hours pass, I am closely monitoring Jason's actions right now, as he slowly sheds his jock image and embraces a raver image. By about two in the morning, he's gone, and I know that this is my chance. He's fogged so completely by now that he doesn't know a dick from a pussy, and I proceed to make use of his misjudgement. I take him to the bathroom, where there are scores of others doing the same thing, fucking each other.
He looks at me with a smile. I find an unused stall, and push him in there. I prop him up on a toilet, and take his pants off, and tearing into his udnerwear, I take a few moments to smell manness, and then proceed to go farther. I position him so that I get easy access to his beautiful ass, and I stick a finger into him and he lets out a whimper, and I then rip my clothes off, and shove my cock right into his jock ass. I feel the heat of his bowels as his ass fills with my cock, and he lets out moan after moan as the music burst into the room with each open of the bathroom door, making his moans inaudible. No one hears him, nor do they care. It's all about the orgasms baby. I begin to pump his guts, thrusting him up againts the wall. I pull out, and shove him up against the wall and grab his ass, and begin to pounce onto him. His ass feels so great right now, and I am about to cum way up into his jock guts. I lick the back of his boyhead as I fuck his shitter. I needs this. He likes this, he even laughs, half dazed, and half in dreamland, He knows he likes it, and then moves to my rythms, and he screams and licks the wall, and spits on himself, and the turns his head and begs for me to fuck his brains out and cum all over his insides, and by that point the cum was already on it's way through his guts. He writhed as he felt each spurt his unkown parts of his insides. He liked it, and wanted more, but I was spent. I told him to wait a while, and we'd do the same thing later. He just laughed and said that he'd never fuck a girl again, and then he started dancing, and then he leaned over and grabbed me and kissed me, and I fell in love right then and there in the midst of a perfect night, at the perfect rave.... TO BE CONTINUED..