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JASON'S SEXUAL ADVENTURES -- Chapter Four
Spring came and so did baseball season. Jason loved the sport and was good at it. He was chosen for the varsity team. The team was full of seniors, and Jason felt fortunate as a younger player to be chosen for the starting shortstop. It was a good choice by the coach because Jason was agile with a good arm and a great base stealer. One other younger player was in the starting lineup, and that was Stan, the catcher. Jason and Stan were friends and had English class together.
Jason enjoyed playing baseball, but liked just as much the time the locker room and the shower where he could see the bodies of his naked friends. Jason looked but was discreet. He didn't want to get caught staring. Jason evaluated all the limp cocks he saw and categorized them by size. The obvious champ was Tony, the star pitcher. He was 6' 6" in height and was even more formidable when he stood atop the pitcher's mound. He has a great fastball and curve. Tony was huge and so was his dick, looking to Jason as if it were two inches longer than anyone else. Jason considered himself in second place, along with two others, his friend Stan and the guy who played right field.
Practice was over one afternoon and Jason sat on a bench in front of his locker in his underwear. He was tired and rested there, but he was deliberately taking his time getting dressed to have longer to look at the naked guys around him. Close by and in clear sight was his friend Stan. Stan was built to be a catcher. He was shorter than Jason and heavier. His muscled legs and rounded bottom came from all that time squatting behind the batter. He had great arms and a powerful chest which made him the best hitter on the team. He had light brown hair, a smooth chest, and a noticeable treasure trail, a line of short brown hair from his navel to his crotch. Stan sat naked with his ball sack resting on the edge of a bench and his cock hanging down below. He was staring down, either deep in thought or like Jason just tired from the strenuous practice.
Tony came out of the shower and was rubbing a towel across his wet chest when he walked up to Stan to talk. Stan raised his head and there in front of his eyes was Tony's huge dong. He hesitated a second before raising his head further to look Tony in the face. They talked. Tony began to dry his hair, and he put the towel over his head, covering his eyes. Stan lowered his head and looked at Tony's dick again before looking back upward. Jason suddenly focused on Stan's dick. He could have sworn it was larger than it was a moment ago. He stared.
"Holy Shit," he thought. Stan's dick was growing longer and getting thicker. Stan casually took the towel beside him and placed it over his crotch and continued to talk to Tony. Soon Tony was gone, and Stan got dressed and left. Jason left too.
He took with him the memory of what he saw, and that night he fantasized about Stan and Tony and their hard cocks. As Jason jacked his dick, his imagination ran wild. What if Stan had let his dick grow and Tony saw it. Maybe Tony would knee and suck it into his mouth. What if Stan, being aroused and horny, had leaned over and taken Tony's limp cock into his mouth, sucking it until it was hard. What if Stan laid down on the bench and Tony straggled him and fucked him in front of the rest of the team. As Jason came that night, he was dreaming of Tony's huge member fucking him hard and deep.
The next day was Thursday. There was no baseball practice, and Jason devoted the afternoon getting his homework out of the way. The Atlanta Braves were playing a big game that night. Jason was going to watch it with his dad. The homework was finished but Jason was restless. He needed some exercise, so he decided to ride his bike before dinner. There was a park a block away with two tennis courts, a soccer field, and a basketball court. A paved track circled the park which people used for walking and running.
Jason biked to the park and made a fast circle around the track. He slowed down to a more leisurely pace for a second lap. At the far end of the park, an area was left natural with large trees and a thick understory of shrubs. He saw an unpaved path into the woods. Jason had a mountain bike with larger tires for riding on dirt and gravel, so Jason decided to ride through woods. He immediately felt a drop in temperature as he entered the shade of the towering trees.
Ahead of him, he saw a man, perhaps sixty of age, walking slowly on the path toward him. He had a blank, expressionless, look on his face. He stared at Jason but said nothing as they passed each other on the path. Further up the path and around a curve, Jason saw a man standing behind some bushes. The man would have been out of view but Jason's bike gave him additional height. As Jason pedaled by, he saw the head of another man at the first man's waist. Jason was jolted when he realized that the man was getting a blowjob. Jason knew about cruising from porn. He had stumbled upon an area for hookups, for anonymous sex.
Jason could think of little else for the next day. He had craved the touch of another man since the end of summer camp. He needed badly to hold a dick in his mouth. He longed to be fucked by a man and not a toy. The answer was just down the street in the woods. No one would know him. His secret passions, that he guarded from his friends, would remain secret.
Saturday morning after breakfast, Jason rode his bike to the park. There were fewer people than previously. Two guys were playing tennis and a guy was kicking goals on the soccer field. The basketball court was empty. Several older people were walking slowly on the track. Jason left his bike at a rack near the tennis courts and walked towards the woods. He casually looked around to see if anyone was looking, before he ducked inside and walked up the path. When he couldn't be seen from the track, he slowed his pace. He walked for a while until he saw a man walking toward him. The guy was older, bald, with a grey beard. They passed each other without words. Jason realized that he did not know the protocol of cruising. How do you signal that you are interested? Do you grab them by the crotch? Do you proposition them with "Can I suck your dick?"
Jason took a side path, walked a few feet, and turned around, looking back at the unpaved trail that circled through the woods. He waited. A few minutes later, a man appeared. He was dressed for tennis in a white shirt and shorts. He was probably in his 40's with black hair and obviously athletic. His chest filled his snug-fitting shirt. That special something stirred in Jason. It was the same feeling he had when he first saw Raf. Jason wanted this guy, but didn't know what to do, so he just smiled and gave a small nod of the head as a hello. The answer was a large smile on the face of this handsome stranger.
The stranger turned up the path toward Jason and walked by, giving an indication to follow him. The two walked about 20 feet until they were in a very private spot near an old tree and surrounded by bushes. The tennis player silently reached for Jason's dick and found it hard and standing up in his pants. He went down on one knee, pulled Jason's shorts and underwear down to his ankles, and freed his rigid cock. The stranger immediately went to work, taking the hard dick before him into his mouth. Jason was in heaven. A sexy man, not a boy, was blowing him. It felt wonderful. The stranger paid a lot of attention to Jason's dick, but did not ignore his ball sack, licking it and sucking each ball in turn into his mouth. The stranger had found a prize, and he made the most of it. His hands ran up Jason's stomach to feel his pecs. His hands moved up and down Jason's muscular legs, feeling the fine hairs that covered them. He reached around and put a hand on each ass cheek as his head bobbed on Jason's tool.
Jason gave the stranger plenty of time to suck him, but Jason wanted more. He reached down and with a pull on the stranger's arms, indicated that Jason wanted him to stand. He stood and Jason assumed the stranger's former place, kneeling on the ground. When the stranger first saw Jason in the woods, he thought he was just a horny teenager wanting to get his dick sucked. He was surprised because now Jason was kneeling before him trying to get his shorts down. This young man wanted to play.
The stranger helped Jason with his tennis shorts, and soon Jason was staring at a beautiful cock. It was long and thick with a large head. His pubes were trimmed short and his hairless balls hung low. Jason cupped the balls in his hand and put his lips around the tip of the stranger's dick. Jason was thrilled as he slid his wet mouth down the shaft. Since last summer he had only his dildo to mouth as he played in his bed at night. Jason was sucking a real dick again. The stranger was equally excited, and he could tell by Jason's expert work that the young man was not a novice.
Jason sucked and licked the dick. He nuzzled his nose into the short hairs that surrounded its base. He slid his wet tongue between the balls and the thighs on each side of the ball sack. He licked the stranger's stomach. In his explorations, he was never far from the rigid dick and he returned to it again and again. But Jason still wanted more.
Jason rose, stepped out of his shorts, leaned over, and took something out of his pocket. He handed a condom to the stranger. Jason then turned around, bent at the waist, and braced himself against the tree trunk, just like he had done for Rafael. He was offering his hole, inviting this sexy stranger to fuck him. The stranger's dick entered Jason easily with a slow and gentle movement. This was only the second dick that Jason had ever had in his ass, but he had fucked himself with Pinkie countless times, and he was prepared.
Despite being naked in a public park, neither of the two wanted to rush to a conclusion. The fucking was too enjoyable. But eventually Jason sensed faster and harder thrusts from the man behind him. The stranger was approaching his climax, and Jason wanted to be there with him, so he jerked his dick faster. And it happened. As the stranger filled his condom, Jason covered the ground in front of him with cum.
The stranger was quick to withdraw, and they dressed. For all this time, no word had been uttered by either of them, but now the stranger spoke.
"You are gorgeous. I want to see you again. What's your name? Do you live close by?"
The joy of the moment immediately left Jason. He screamed in his head "NO!" His desires were his secret. He was in the park to be anonymous, not to be known. Jason said nothing, but shook his head left and right and walked away, back down the path to the track, and then with a jog to his bike. He rode off in the wrong direction. He rode three blocks out of his way before pedaling to his home in case the stranger was watching.