Disclaimer: This is adult oriented original fiction depicting explicit sexual situations and graphic sexual situations between adult men. Some of the things depicted here may be considered unsafe sex. These acts are in the context of a fictional story and not recommended in real life. Always play safe. By reading further you are accepting this as natural behavior, and claiming to be of legal age to enjoy such material.
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Even More Jerking With Jason By R. A. Swain
Jason stretched his lanky legs out in front of him and leaned back against the park bench. The Spring day was warm and there were several shirtless college aged guys playing Frisbee down the hill from his resting spot. He looked at his watch and wondered where his buddy Roger was. They were supposed to meet up around one PM for lunch. He allowed himself to be distracted once again by the college guys in shorts, running around in the field jumping and reaching for the flying disc.
The tweeting of his cell phone brought him back to the present. He retrieved it from his pocket and looked at the display screen. Flipping it open, he began talking. "Rog, this better be good."
"What?"
"Why you're not here right now?"
"I'm here, in the park, watching you." Roger answered his buddy.
Jason looked around again. Guys playing Frisbee, and a woman sitting on a bench a few yards down from him were all he could see; a jogger passing by, but no sign of Roger. "Man, you are not."
"Yes I am."
"Prove it." Jason challenged.
"You're wearing khaki shorts, and that bright yellow camp shirt with the parrot on the back," Roger replied.
Jason looked around again. "You could've guessed that. You know this shirt is my favorite."
"Okay, I'll prove it even further, if you're willing to go along with me?"
Jason's senses went on alert. "You're up to something."
"No I'm not. I dare you to unbutton your shirt."
"What?" Jason asked.
"You heard me. I dare you to unbutton your shirt. It's warm out. There are shirtless guys all over the park. Just unbutton it."
"How is this gonna prove you're watching me?" Jason asked as his hand casually drifted down the front of his shirt releasing button after button until his shirt was completely opened and hanging back to reveal the slight bit of fur on his chest and the treasure trail running down his stomach into his khakis.
"I watched you unbutton your shirt," Roger replied.
"So? You know I rarely refuse a dare," Jason countered. "You just assumed I would do it."
"And you did, didn't you?"
Jason shook his head. "Man, you are a mind fucker when you want to be."
"You just shook your head," Roger said.
Jason paused and looked around again. He stood up. "Now what am I doing?"
"Standing."
Jason sat down again. "Okay, so you are here. What's with the game? Let's just go eat lunch."
"Not so fast," Roger said. "I've got a few more dares for you."
"I'm not getting naked out here in such a public place," Jason said.
"I didn't say I wanted you to get naked. All I want you to do is open your fly."
Yes! The voice in Jason's head shouted. Do it.
"What?"
"Come on, just do it," Roger chided.
Jason's hand was already on his waistband, and he was toying with the tab on his zipper. I can't do this, he thought.
Yes you can, said the voice in his head. You know you are already getting hard thinking a bout doing it.
That's why I can't do it, he thought.
That's all the more reason to do it, the voice challenged.
Jason realized his fingers were slowly, so as not to draw attention to himself, tugging his zipper down. Of course he knew Roger knew him well enough to know he was not wearing underwear. "Okay, Mr. Invisible. My fly is open."
Roger cooed with glee. "Cool. Now stand up and turn to your right and start walking up the path."
Jason stood up and felt the tip of his semi hard cock rub against the cotton fabric of his khakis, causing his cock to grow all the more. As he began to walk he felt his shaft lengthening and shifting and then tenting out the front of his shorts. He reached for his cock, but Roger stopped him.
"Don't adjust yourself."
"But it might pop out if I continue walking this way," Jason replied. He heard Roger laugh.
"I dare you not to adjust yourself. Just keep walking. At the top of the hill you'll see a dirt path off to your right. Take the path." Roger instructed.
Jason reached the top of the hill, his cock pushing his shorts out far enough to be really noticeable. He stepped off the paved path and turned slightly to his left to look behind him. The turn was just enough to cause his cock to slip from the confines of his shorts. He took several steps down the path into the wooded area. "Where the fuck are you, Roger?"
"I'm not far," Roger replied. "You'll come to a fork in the path. No matter what, you are not to hide your cock."
"What do you mean?" Jason asked and looked ahead to see a guy about his age standing near the fork in the path. He was shirtless and his cock was also hanging out of his jeans.
"Hi, you must be Jason," the guy said.
Jason took in the sight of the guy, a slightly toned and tanned smooth chest, and a very long, semi hard cock jutting out of his open zipper. "Um, yeah. You are?"
"Just think of me as the White Rabbit," The guy said. He slowly reached down and stroked his cock a few times. "You like what you see?"
Jason nodded.
"Stroke yourself for him," Roger said, his voice on the phone bring Jason back to the present.
Jason obediently reached down and stroked his now rock hard cock for the stranger. "I hope you're enjoying this," he said to Roger.
The stranger smiled. "I am. He said you'd do it. Take the left fork."
Jason stroked his cock a few more times and watched the stranger stroke himself, before moving off to the left. "Roger, this is weird. "
"Tell me you're not enjoying yourself?"
"That's not the point."
"Okay, you're far enough. Take your shorts off."
Jason stopped. "No way. I'm out in the wooded area of the park, in broad daylight, and I don't want to get arrested."
You want to do it, the voice in his head said. Don't fight it. It'll be fun.
"You're not going to get arrested," Roger replied. "You know this area is a cruising spot, and so do the cops. If they were going to arrest you, they already would've done so. Today is a safe day. Now I dare you to drop trou."
Jason looked around again, and opened the button holding up his shorts. They fell to his ankles allowing his balls to swing free in the warm spring air. He picked up his pants and began walking again, forward, not trying to hide his cock. Suddenly he realized he hoped to see another guy along the path, just so he could flash him.
"One more fork," Roger said. "Take the right."
Jason followed his instructions and found a small clearing where Roger was standing, naked, in the center. Around the edge of the clearing were several other men, some naked and others in various stages of dress ranging from business suits to jeans and T-shirts to just jeans or just shirts. The one thing they all had in common was exposed hard cocks. Some looked up as Jason entered the clearing, while others were engaged in pleasuring another or themselves to the point of exclusion of the outside world.
Jason walked up to Roger. "Dude, this is hot."
"I told you it would be to your liking," Roger said. He closed his cell phone, as did Jason, and then took Jason's cock in his dark hand and began stroking. "Stroke me," he ordered.
Jason reciprocated, facing Roger. He stepped forward and pressed his cock against his buddy's, and took both in his hand stroking the shafts together until he felt Roger shiver.
"I'm close," he whispered to Jason.
"Me too," Jason replied. "Should I bring you off, or make you wait until after lunch?"
"How about bringing me off now, and after lunch?" Roger replied.
Jason ground his cock against Roger's and pumped his hand faster. Several seconds later he felt Roger's cock pulse against his own and then looked down to see the white hot cum erupting from Roger's large mushroom tip in ribbons of cum like a volcano shooting lava, only this was pleasurable and felt good hitting against his chest and stomach. As the cum made his hand slippery, Jason felt his own cock pulse and then shoot more cum to mingle with Roger's and coat his buddy's stomach and chest.
The park activity only got Jason hornier by the time he and Roger had finished lunch and he returned home. He turned on his computer and clicked on his messenger. He turned on his webcam and watched himself in the upper corner of his screen. It was later afternoon, and he was bored. Maybe a little webcam action, he thought. He smiled and opened his shirt, as he clicked on the instant messenger and found some friends on-line. He sent some messages to them and waited for the responses. While waiting he cruised to one of the web groups he frequented and posted a message on `cam to cam 4 men'. He went back to the cam screen and got a response to his message to some of his friends.
Sid, a 26 year-old guy he hooked up with one night on-line for cam to cam, responded. "Hey man, you playing this afternoon?"
"A little," he replied back.
Another message popped up; this from a screen name he didn't recognize. "Man, I checked your profile. I think I know you. Check out my cam." There was a link to a cam. Jason hesitated. Someone had checked him out and wanted to meet him on cam. He clicked on the link. A small vidscreen appeared in the upper right corner. A shirtless man, with short cropped hair and a muscular slightly hairy chest appeared. He looked at the guy.
"You look familiar." He sent a link back to his own cam.
"I thought it was you," came the response. "It's me, Pete. You sold me a house about five years ago."
Shit, he thought. This guy is a former customer. A hot looking customer, but still a customer. "Pete? Wait! You were married, weren't you?"
"Still am. My wife is JoAnn."
"Oh yeah, I remember. So where is she?"
"Out of town. That's why I'm on-line. This helps me to not cheat on her."
"Huh?"
"Well, obviously I was checking out the man 4 man group, I guess you can figure out I get off on watching and being watched. I like to see other guys stroking and getting themselves off, and I like for them to watch me. If I'm on-line I won't be going out to pick up a chick. JoAnn knows I do this, and she approves."
"Whoa, you're kidding! That's amazing. She's okay with you jerking off on a webcam in front of other guys?" Jason was stunned, and turned on. He remembered how hot he thought Pete was several years ago, and seeing him shirtless was getting him turned on.
"Yeah, she's okay with it. She sometimes watches with me."
"Unbelievable." Jason shifted and tugged his own shirt off. "So you like what you're seeing?"
"Yeah. You?"
"Oh yeah. I assume you're going to show me more?" Jason was already groping his crotch.
"I'll show you as much as you'll show me," Pete replied.
Jason smiled, stood up and opened his shorts. He let them fall to his knees and stroked his cock for Pete's viewing pleasure.
"OH YEAH!" Pete responded. "Yeah, show me that hot cock!"
Jason laughed and pulled back so the camera got his full body in the screen. "Cool. Now your turn. I wondered what you looked like naked five years ago, and now I'm gonna find out."
He watched Pete read the message and adjust his camera to show he was already naked and hard. Jason watched Pete spread his legs to give him a good view of his cock. He had his pubic hair neatly trimmed, and his balls and shaft shaved. Jason smiled. "Stroke yourself for me."
Pete reached his hand down and gripped his shaft, slowly beginning to stroke himself and play with his balls for Jason. He reached forward with his other hand and sent a message. "Match my strokes."
Jason began matching Pete's strokes, and his other movements and he watched Pete move his other hand down to his balls and ass and began playing with his hole. "Oh man," he moaned. He typed out his response to Pete.
"I wish we could do this in person," Pete typed.
"Me too," Jason replied. "Could we?"
"Where do you live?"
Jason hesitated. "Who JoAnn approve?"
"Okay, maybe not. So where do you live?"
"So you're willing to come over here even if your wife wouldn't approve?" Jason was intrigued by this concept.
"Man, I'm into it. Come on. Let me come over and we can get it on."
"Okay. One condition. You come over here totally naked. Don't even wear anything while driving. I want you to show up at my door naked and hard. If you're willing to do that, we can get it on, several times if you're up to it?" He sent the message and watched Pete's face as he read it.
Pete responded. "What's your address?"
Jason typed in his address and sent it. He watched Pete read it, and then read his response. "Be there in ten minutes."
The webcam went blank.
Jason couldn't believe it. He wondered if Pete really would have the guts to drive over naked and hard. He waited a few more minutes and surfed while occasionally stroking his cock. The doorbell drew him away from the computer. He walked to the door, still stroking his cock, figuring that if it were Pete it would only be fair to open the door naked and hard for him. If it weren't Pete, then he didn't have to open the door. He looked through the peephole and smiled, swinging open the door.
Pete grinned and stepped inside. "Damn, that was hot. I've never accepted a dare like that before. I can't believe I drove naked across town. And I can't believe I'm standing here with you stark naked and stroking in front of me."
"I'm happy you did, and you are," Jason said. He reached out and took hold of Pete's cock for the first time, feeling how simultaneously hard and soft and hot the 8" cock was to the touch. He tightened his grip on the shaft and slowly pumped it while Pete returned the favor, groping and stroking Jason's cock.
"Man, I want to suck you." Pete said.
"Let's do it." Jason said, pulling Pete by the cock up the stairs and into the bedroom. He fell back on the bed and pulled Pete down with him. They landed facing each other's cocks. Jason felt Pete's tongue licking the tip of his cock while he leaned forward and did the same. He matched Pete's actions, licking and sucking him the same way he was being licked and suck.
He felt Pete's strong hands exploring his ass and kneading his balls. He wanted to cum right then and there, but held out. He wanted this to last in case Pete had second thoughts after he shot his load. He wanted to enjoy the body of this former client he was now blowing like he would any other guy he picked up on-line. He felt Pete's moaning on his cock, the vibrations sending pulses down the shaft of his cock as Pete gently bit down and scraped his teeth along the underside of his cock.
He matched Pete's actions and gently licked at the rim of the crown of Pete's cock, flicking his tongue against the underside of the tip. "Oh man!" Pete moaned as he released Jason's cock from his mouth. "Yeah! Do it. Bring me off."
Jason paused. "How many times can you cum?"
Pete smiled. "I'll be here all night, if you let me. You give the best head I've ever had."
Jason lowered his head and engulfed the 8" long, 5" wide circumcised cock all the way down to the base. He felt Pete buck his hips and groan. "Yeah! Yeah! Make me cum!" Jason felt Pete's cock pulse and he pulled his mouth off the cock and began stroking him. Pete bucked his hips again and shot his first ribbon of cum high into the air. It came back down all over Jason's hand and Pete's cock, balls and stomach. He quickly shot out nine more spurts of hot cum all over himself as Jason stroked him.
Pete took a deep breath and lay very still, his eyes closed. "Now let me get you off," he said. He reached for Jason's cock; his eyes stilled closed and took it in his mouth. He copied Jason's movements until Jason couldn't take any more.
"I'm gonna blow," Jason said. He closed his eyes and shivered. He felt his cum shooting up his shaft, and felt Pete pull his mouth back and his hand squeeze his cock. He moaned and opened his eyes watching his cum shoot into the air and splatter down on himself and Pete. Ribbon after ribbon of white hot cum covered them. Finally the last spurt dribbled out, and he relaxed his tensed thighs.
"Man. That was hot."
"Yeah," Pete agreed. "Now how about we do it again, only first let's hit the shower, then I'm gonna eat your ass and you're gonna eat mine."
"Oh, I am, am I?" Jason looked into Pete's smiling eyes and knew he would do anything Pete asked him to do.
Pete stared back. "You'll do it. I can tell you want to. Let's go. We're gonna have fun."
End chapter 4
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