The 10k was my favorite run. It was long enough to build up a good sweat, but not so long I thought I would die like the 13 miler I did a few months back. I knew a marathon was out of the question. I had a race coming this weekend. I knew it would be fun, it was a 10 k for sure. And a twist with this race was running nude. Now this wasn't something I had ever practiced for, unless you count walking around the house when my parents weren't home a real practice. I heard about the race on the internet. I was cruising a gay site, since I was curious about seeing other guys nude. I had never been with another guy, but I was always checking them out at gym class ad popping a boner when got a chance to see a nice ass or long cock swaying in the shower. It was a major event to hide my boner when this happened.
The race was about 45 miles from my house, and I asked a friend to drive me out there since I wouldn't have my license for another 8 months. He wasn't gay or even a runner, so I knew he wouldn't hang around for the race. I was real nervous about being in the race, or at least nervous about being naked during the race. What if I popped a boner out there? It would be real hard (HAHA) to hide it with no shirt to cover up.
Jay picked me up early and I had on a sweat shirt and long, heavy sweat pants (with nothing underneath). Jay asked, "I am no runner, but in't a little hot for that sweat suit?"
I hadn't thought about it really since I had planned to take it off. I said quickly, "You don't think I was gonna wear this do you? I have shorts on under. That would be dumb if I didn't." I chuckled it off and we headed to the race. He dropped me off about a block away from the starting area. I told him it was good for me to walk before the race to loosen up. But I really didn't want him seeing any naked runners warming up. He said he would be late picking me up since he was heading to his uncle's ranch to pick up some tools for his dad. I said that would be fine and would meet him at a nearby restaurant at 4 pm.
When I turned the corner I already saw a few runners stretching in the sun. White flesh shone in the glare. I could feel the stiffening of my cock. I wasn't sure I could go through with this. I took a few more steps and a hand grabbed my shoulder and on the other side a face appeared staring me in the eyes.
A big smile greeted me with a big, "how's it going pal?"
I was startled by the voice, the hand and the smile. I said, "Good, are you in the race too?"
He said, "Of course, we are late we better get going."
I hadn't thought to check out if he wore any clothes, and when I did I realized I wasn't the only one dressedand not the only one sporting a bit of wood. I hadn't thought to ask the guy his name, but he looked about my age and eager to join in the nakedness of the race. He let go of my shoulder and picked up a jog heading to the registration table.
The clerk at the table wrote the runners number on the runners chest and back. I took off my shirt and let his write a big 198 on my chest. I asked, "are there really 198 people here?"
The clerk said, "Yeah, kinda slow this year, we had 354 last year, but with the opening of the Austin park this weekend alot of people headed south."
I had no idea what he was talking about. What park? Why would that matter to a race hundreds of miles away. Since this was my first time at a race like this I didn't asked any questions, I just smiled and walked away. I had to take off my sweat pants soon, the runners were lining up. People were butt to nuts in a huge crowd. I barely noticed that there were as many women there as guys. Their tits were sagging without the help of their bras to hold them in place. I thought about the feeling of being swished into so many naked bodies; my cock pulsed and grew. I wasn;t sure what to do. An announcement came over the speakers, "15 minutes to race time!"
I was getting afraid I wouldn't be able to run. All of a sudden the surprising hand returned to my shoulder and the smiling face appeared inches away from my own. This time he said, "You know you could take care of that and maybe it will dissappear for a while. Your first race like this, ehh?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know, go smack that thing and it won't be hard anymore. That's what you need."
"Where am I gonna do that?"
"Just go up the alley a bit"
"You think?"
"Well you gonna run with wood or something?"
"I guess your right." I headed for the alley and dropped my pants to my knees and started wacking right there. I could hear the voices of the runners talking about their time and how nice a day it was. All I could picture was the hundred cocks swinging in the breeze. I was hard and hot. I knew it wouldn't take long at all. When I came I looked up and saw that smiling face again. He was standing smiling. His cock was large and dangled to the left. He wasn't hard. I didn't mind the thought of him watching me. That is what I had hoped for coming up here anyway, anew friend that felt the way I did. I also noticed I wasn;t the only one in the alley jerking their meat. A guy was up another twenty feet or so behind the dumpster; he was making a slapping sound that made me notice he was there. I didn't pay attention really. I finished pulling of y pants as my hard on finally came down. I felt great, ready to run.
I walked up to Jeff with the smiling face. He turned and headed to the start line. I followed behind him, noticing his tight muscle ass. He kinda walked with a twisting motion in his ass. Is looked good. I also noticed he had no tan line at all. He was as tan on his ass as his shoulders were. Amazing.
The announement called out for the runners to the line, thenbang, the race started. I was surrounded by swinging dicks and bouncing asses, some bouncing fmore than others. There were sexy runners, fat runners, and some regular looking guys like me. As I caught up to a runner I would check out his ass, and I would wonder how large he might be. When I would pass him, I would turn a bit to see if he was hung or not. It seemed like most of the guys were quite small. Since I had just jerked off I guess I was quite small as well. Some of the guys looked at me strange when I checked them out. Some smiled at me with a wink. I thought about it for a while and came to the conclusion that many of the guys here may not be gay at all. I guess not every nudist was a homo. But I wish they were, well, except for the real fatties. Maybe that wasn't very fair f me, but I am 15 and new at this gay thing.
I noticed Jef had gotten ahead of me. I liked to watch his ass. His ass had the same twisting motion when he ran. I caught myself staring at his asslong enough to realize I was wondering how it would feel to touch him, to feel his ass, and to spread those tight cheeks of his. My cock twitched again at the thought.
I hoped it wouldn't go erect again.
I found myself really picking up the pace to keep my eyes glued to Jeff's ass. I stopped paying attention to any of the other guys around me. I didn't notice how fast I was actually running. But before I knew it we were into the last kilometer. WOW, what a fast race. I felt like I had been sleeping. How long was I glued to Jeff? I wanted to catch him. I wanted to see how his cock had held up. I pushed hard to get beside him. He glanced over at me and smiled, then looked down to my half hard cock. He smiled again and turned forward to the finish line. I kept with him the last kilometer and we came across together. We headed for a water and a banana. I knew I wanted to get to know Jeff more.
Standing together you would have thought we were lovers. We had our arm around each others shoulder and drank the Evian in unison. We smiled at eh same time, and we laughed at the same time. I felt lke I had known him forever. Maybe because he had seen me jerk off? I don't know.
He asked what I was doing after the race. I said I had to wait until 4 pm for my ride. He suggested we shower at his house and watch TV until then. He said it wouldn't be a problem because his parent went out of town. They hated the nudist race each year. Jeff had to work for his neighbors cutting grass so he didn't go with his parents to their lakehouse.
We pulled on our pants but not shirts and headed to his house. It was about a mile or so to his house and I realized it was on of the houses we had passed on the run. Barely noticing the fact, but it did stand out a bit because it was a huge tudor home with a turn around driveway. Jeff's parents must have been rich, their house, their lakehouse. I was more intrigued by the minute. I wondered if he had a jacuzzi in there. We walked up to the huge doors, and Jeff pushed in a code on a number panel by the door. The door chimed and opened. That was cool. We walked in and the cold air hit me. The air conditioning was set much lower than it needed to be. I guess having money lets you do that. We walked through the entry and straight back to another set of doors. Big patio doors with little panes of glass different colors. The light coming through made a mosaic of colors on the entry floor. We headed right out those doors onto a wide patio with, yes, a jacuzzi, pool and bar like you see in the movies at a hotel.
We walked up to the outdoor refridgerator and Jeff grabbed two bg gatorade bottles of ice blue. He offered me one and sat down beside the pool and whipped his pants back off. His cock curled to the left and rested on his leg as he sat back into the recliner. I followed his lead and did the same. My cock was so small now it barely stuck out enough to see it. But something tells me that wouldn't take long for it to change.
We chatted about the race. I told him how I was scared to go up there and run, but it was worth it, especially since I had met him. Jeff smiled and said he ran the rae the first time because his parents didn't like the nudists running right by their home. They thought that the town should force the race people to move the route to go though roads that didn't ahve houses right on the street. Jeff told me his first race he didn't even finish it. He popped a boner and left the route right near his house and left his pants at the start line. He never did get them back. This was his third race. He always has the excuse that he has to mow lawns for the neighbors so he stays home when his parents go to the lake. I wondered why his parents didn't just give him the money and take him along to the lake.
Jeff asked if I ever drank beer. Of course I hadn't and really didn't care to. My dad always drank too much and I didn't want to start. He got up and grabbed one for himself and plopped back down. My cock had grown some, stretching about 3 inches now as I lay in the warm sun. Jeff was sorting about 5 inches, still leaning left. I wondered if he had a curved cock like I had seen in some pictures. I was eager to know. Jeff basically vacuumed his beer down and came back with another and a tall redish drink in a glass. His cocked had grown again while he was gone. It was nearly 7 I thought and almost stiff straight up and to the left. Yup, a definite curve in his pole. I started growing hard after seeing his pole this time. He placed the red drink by me and said to try that. I sipped it a bit and it was like a Koolaid with orange juice or something. It was good. He said his mom drank it and thought I might like it. I did.
Jeff lay back closed his eyes and seemed to drift off to sleep. His cock remained stiff and sexy. I looked him over now. His legs were slightly hairy and blonde. Almost white. Curly. His cock had a small bush above it, also, blonde. If you looked quick you might think he didn't have any hair at all. His chest was nicely shaped, muscular, but not big, i guess you could say cut. His cock was cut too. A big mushroom head lay in the sun. His tan covered everywhere. Not like me. My tan ended abruptly at my waist band and started again on my thigh. His tan even seemed to cover his cock. I could see why when he had weekends to himself on this patio. Safe behind high fences all around. Parents away at the lake. Jeff has a cute face too. Not too sexy like a guy every girl would be chasing, but cute, smiling al the time. Even now with his eyes closed and almost asleep.
Jeff jolted upright, took a long gulp of beer and lay right back down again. I nearly fell out of my chaise when he jolted. I thought he was going to launch into the pool.
I got up and grabbed my drink and headed for the jacuzzi. I go tin to the warm water and my cock sprung to attention. It felt wonderful. As soon as my feet hit the floor of the jacuzzi the jets erupted.
I settled in with my drink and enjoyed staring back toward Jeff. His cock still stretching to touch his left nipple.
Again he darted up and drank from his beer. He must have finished it because he stood up with his cock pointing straight out and headed for the refridgerator again. This time he came back with three beers and 2 liter bottle of the red stuff. He had it all in a basket with ice. We jumped into the jacuzzi with me on the other side and smiled at me without saying a word. His eyes seemed to glaze over and he continued to gulp his beers. I poured another red delicious drink and tasted its sweet juices.
I had to piss,but I didn't want to ruin the moment. I didn't want to piss in the jacuzzi either. I wondered if Jeff had used the bathroom when he went inside to get the pitcher. I got up slowly and my hardon stood out from me its full seven inches now. I climbed out of the jacuzzi, but I nearly collapsed back into it as I felt the wave of uneasiness hit my head. What the hell was in that drink? It didn't taste much like alcohol. But wow! I was dizzy. I stubbled into the house and saw the dor to the john open. I hadn't even asked where it was. I had to sit down because my hardon didn't let me point it to the urinal. I came back and my cock was still straight out. I sat nearer to Jeff when I got back in the jacuzzi. Mostly on purpose, but also because I half stepped and half fell into the water.
Jeff was still glazed over. I had never seen a guy get glazed from drinking beer. I began to wonder if he had taken some kind of drug. He seemed to be happy but distant. He was still smiling but not talking now. I asked him if he was OK. He said sure, his voice was clear. Just then he reached out in the water and lay his hand on my thigh. I cock jumped and I was glad he seemed to be coming back from his dream.
He massaged my thigh, then rubbed around toward my stomach. He turned toward me more and then edged between my legs. He was staring into my eyes about 6 inches from me. His lips plckered and I met him. His tongue danced with mine. As he came nearer his cock bumped mine then jabbed my stomach. My cock poked his balls. We kissed and touched. My hands explored his smooth back and his hands reached for my ass. I searched with my hands lower toward his tight ass. His cock was pressed to my chest now. My pole was rubbing into his crack underneath his sack. I fet like I could cum any moment. Jeff arms semed to lift me up out of the water. I stood on the seat and my cock came out of the water. Jeff stayed low and met his mouth to my cock-head. His lips wrapped around me and he dove into me. He buried his face into my pubic hairs and began pumping away with his entire body. I couldn't hold out any longer. I tried to pull his head away, but he pressed on and took the entire load into his mouth. I finally went soft as every drop of cum in me now filled Jeff's throat.
I slid back into the water and kissed Jeff again. I could taste my own salty-sweet cum on his lips. I tongued his tongue and tasted more. It made me want to swallow his tongue. It made me want to swallow his cock. Jeff pulled me to one side then turned me around. I knew what he wanted. I knew I wanted to give it to him.
Jeff pulled me up again. This time my ass came out of the water and his hands reached for my ass and spread my cheeks. Before I could say or think anything, his cock shoved its way in to my crack, through the circular muscles of my hole and into my intestines. My entire ass felt like it was on fire. It felt like someone kicked me hard. I thought I screamed but I didn't hear myself. Jeff immediately began thrusting away. He never slowed. After a few minutes my ass loosened up enough for his cock to feel comfortable in my ass. And soon enough it actually felt great. My cock grew again. Jeff never said a word, but his breathing told me he was excited and working himself to death. I enjoyed the ride. His cock slammed into me and I could feel his juices squirting around. He must have cummed at last once. I could even hear a slurping sound as he pupmed away, but he didn't stop. My cock pulsed with every thrust.
His cock continued to ram into me. His breathes were deep and short. He drove his 7 inches into me and I liked it. With one last heave and ho Jeff exploded out of my ass and continued to cum on my back. I could feel the spurts slap again my skin. Warm. My cock released its second load into the jacuzzi. I collapsed onto the edge and Jeff collapsed into me. His now soft cock pressed against my ass cheek. Warm and sticky.