Disclaimer: The following story is true. Only the names have been changed to protect the satisfied.
Rendezvous with Jayson
It started out innocently enough. But by the time the evening was over, Jayson and I were more than teammates. We were forever bound by a force more powerful than the two of us understood.
My name is Derrick. I'm 19 years old. My friend Jayson is 18 years old.
We are both male fast pitch softball players and we love our sport very much.
Jayson is a promising pitcher. Quick temper, blazing fastball and a cute bubble butt that is accentuated by the way the silky material of the uniform hugs is body.
On this special Thursday night in June, something special happened. I could feel that something good was about to happen as I walked into the ballpark on this cool summer night.
The crowd was its usual size and temperament, large enough to ignore, yet small enough to appreciate.
When the umpire yelled play ball, it was the beginning of a journey Jayson and I would never forget. We won the game by a single run in the bottom of the seventh inning, but the greater victory was yet to come.
Jayson and I ended up being the last two players out of the Home Team dugout that night. And as we walked to the exit, Jayson asked if I was walking home. I had intended on catching a cab, but I said no. Why? I don't know.
He asked if he could walk with my to the corner. I didn't say no. Our conversation on the leisurely walk entailed nothing more than playful analysis of key plays of the just concluded ballgame.
By the time we both realized it, Jayson was well beyond his house and nearing mine. Wondering when he was going to stop and turn back, I kept kidding him about a play he had missed.
He surprised me with a firm, playful grip of my hand. Almost without thinking I flinched away and took a couple quick steps in front of him.
He responded by jogging to keep up and slapped me on my butt.
Not exactly the kind of thing I expected from Jayson, but I let it pass.
As we arrived at my house, I opened the front gate and stepped aside to let him in.
After gaining my assurances that there were no mad dogs waiting to devour him, Jayson stepped inside, and then I entered and locked the gate.
I fumbled in the dark for my keys and when I found it, proceeded to open the front door and stepping inside.
Jayson remained on the verandah, awaiting my invitation to enter the house.
When none was forthcoming, he asked for some water to drink.
I motioned him to come in, which he did, and pointed him to a chair around the table.
He sat down, placing his equipment bag on the floor beside him and I proceeded to the refrigerator and returned a few moments later with a pitcher of water and two cups.
Now I must tell you, that I live alone in my three-bedroom apartment.
I filled one of the glasses and handed it to him.
Almost in one gulp, he drank down the water and pushed the cup towards me. I asked if he wanted some more, and he said no, thanks.
I savored every last drop of my water lie it was expensive wine, before letting out a big sigh.
After a couple of minutes, and feeling sticky from the game, I stood up and started to unbutton my uniform shirt.
Jayson asked what I was dong and I explained that I was getting ready to take a shower.
I never knew him to be this frank, but the next thing I knew was that Jayson was asking if he could shower with me.
To say I was taken aback would be an understatement.
"Sure," I said jokingly, not realizing that he was dead serious.
With one motion, off came his shirt, revealing a beautiful body.
Jayson's chest was smooth. A light patch of black hair was visible in his armpits and a gentle aroma of his maleness, hit me square in he face.
I sat down beside him.
He looked over at me and asked why I was staring at him.
I said I ever realized he was serious about showering with me. He assured me that it that was a problem, he could put his shirt back on and go home.
Ceasing the moment, I said that would not be necessary but that I would prefer he would shower alone.
I had not seen a man naked before let alone showered with one, and somehow this did not feel right.
I pointed the way to the bathroom and he got up.
He unbuttoned his belt ad pulled it off, dropping it on the floor beside his bag.
As he walked towards the bathroom, he began to unbutton his pants and as he entered, he paused long enough to pulled them off before entering.
He was wearing a bright white, fruit of the loom that clung to his butt like mustard on a hotdog.
Standing in the middle of the living room with my shirt open and a growing hard on, I had to shake myself to see if I was dreaming.
I wasn't.
Just as the response in my pants was real, I knew there was a real, live, hunk of a man, naked in my bathroom.
After several minutes, I heard the bathroom door open and he stuck his head out.
"Could I have a towel?" he yelled, causing me to snap out of my trance. I said sure and headed to the bedroom.
I emerged with a towel and handed it to him, trying not to make eye contact.
As I passed the towel to him, he stepped out of the shower, revealing the most beautiful specimen of masculinity I had ever seen.
And, according to his cock, which was standing at attention, he must have enjoyed the shower immensely.
Jayson began to towel himself dry as I returned to the bedroom and sat down on the bed.
I don't know how long I was sitting there with my face in my hands. Suddenly, I felt his damp hands on my shoulder.
It startled me.
"What are you doing?" I almost shouted.
This was all going so fast, I could hardly keep up.
He asked if I wasn't going to take my shower.
I said yes and got up, took him by he hand and led him outside to the living room.
I told him to stay there until I was done and then we would talk.
He said O.K., but something in his voice told me he would disobey.
I went into the bathroom, fully clothed and turned on the shower. I slowly undressed and stepped under the torrent of water and tried to wash away not only he dirt and grime of the day, but the lusty feelings that were almost at the point of overcoming me.
It was useless.
While the day's dirt and sweat from exerting myself on the diamond were easily erased, it was going to take more than soap and cold water to ease the longing that was running through my body.
When my shower was over, I managed to towel myself off despite the huge boner I was sporting.
I was too embarrassed to walk out of the bathroom in that position so I waited a few minutes until I was calm enough.
As I walked back to the living room, I noticed Jayson was absent.
I thought he had gone back on the verandah, so I quickly went into the bedroom and locked the door behind me.
I was startled again when I turned around a saw him, lying naked on my bed, with a pillow propped up provocatively against his chest.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm tired and feel lazy to walk all the way home tonight," he said, as he rolled over ad motioned for me to join him on the bed.
"Jayson," I said, "I don't understand. What's going on? He sat up, pulled the pillow down to cover his limp cock.
"Don't tell me you're going to ask me to leave," he protested, "because I won't."
"I'm not going to ask you to leave Jayson, but what is going on here?"
Jayson got up and came toward me.
With only a towel around me, his approach was sending panic waves through my body. Not to mention feelings that are beginning to make the towel move.
Jayson took my hands and led me to the bed. I moved, almost like being on air.
As I sat down, Jayson stood in front of me and I dropped my head to avoid staring at his naked body.
He reached out and gently tilted my head upwards.
"I've always wanted to be in your arms," he said.
I did not know what to say, or do.
"This is unbelievable," I managed to say, as I covered my face with my hands.
Jayson sat down beside me and put his arms around me. His flesh against mine felt so wonderful. I was dizzy from all the feelings coursing through my body. Then it happened.
Jayson reached over and slowly our lips came together. He's a great kisser.
Our tongues entangled as he manipulated the towel from around my waist, and there, for the first time in my life, I was completely naked, in bed with a hunk of a guy most people would give and arm and a leg for.
Jayson took control, manipulating himself on top of me, while at the same time, continuing to kiss me like kissing was going out of style.
I could now feel his erect cock rub against mine, which was so hard it was almost hurting.
Breaking our torrid embrace for just a while, Jayson muttered how much he had fantasized about this.
Before I could respond, his lips were back on mine. Then moving down my neck, to my chest, abdomen and then lower.
He took my cock in his hand and looking up at me from between my legs calmly said how beautiful my body was.
Then he did something I never dreamed anyone would do to me. Jayson kissed my cock and the contact with his moist, warm mouth almost made me cum right there and then.
I was flying high and his tongue was driving the engine that was causing gallons of blood per seconds to race through my erection.
The surprise was far from being complete though.
Jayson took my balls in his mouth, taking his time kissing each one, and then taking both in his mouth, which was dripping with saliva.
He must have liked what he tasted because of the noise his mouth was making and the almost muffled groans of pleasure that was emanating from him.
He kissed his way back up to my chest and then my lips and for the first time, I got a taste of my own cock, and it was heavenly.
We were kissing for what must have been an eternity, when he stopped.
"Now I want to fuck you," he said.
I tried to resist, but it was too late. He positioned himself between my legs and lifted one of my legs unto his shoulder.
"I want to see your face as I enter you," he said.
Jayson reached over to the nightstand for a condom. He unrolled the rubber and with almost the swiftness of a professional, slipped the rubber on his erect 6.5 inches cock.
His cock was average, but coated in that slick rubber, it towered between his legs like a delicious candy on a string.
He continued his preparation for entry by using some KY to lubricate my butt hole. As he worked the KY into my ass hole, he used one hand to stroke my pulsating cock.
All this time, I was lying there, transfixed, as if watching all this happening on TV.
Except for the lusty feelings coursing through me, this could all be a dream.
He reached down and kissed me one more time before positioning his cock right at my butt hole.
He pushed gentle and I could feel him trying to make his entrance.
I felt a little discomfort and I reached up and took him by the waist.
"Wait," I managed to say.
"Don't worry baby," he assured, "it's going to hurt a little at first, but soon, it will pass. Trust me."
His voice was so reassuring; I would have let him do anything to me at that point.
His reassurance must have done the trick, because I became so relaxed that his cock was able to slip inside me without any trouble at all.
I felt a momentary sharp pain but before I could gasp, his cock hit that the magic spot within me and it sent a warm, wonderful feeling through every inch of my body.
"Oh Jayson," is all I could say.
"Oh Derrick," he responded, "You have a nice tight ass and it feels so good on my cock. Oh, baby, I love you."
"What?" I questioned.
"I said I love you. I love you Derrick, I think I've loved you ever since the first time I saw you," Jayson said.
This is incredible.
Here I am with a handsome boy, his six inches, condom-coated cock buried deep inside me, telling me he loved me.
It must have been the combination sex and happiness, for tears were beginning to roll down my cheeks.
"I'm sorry, I'm not hurting you, am I?" Jayson said as he stopped screwing me for a moment, his cock still deep inside me.
"No Jayson," I said, "its just that I never thought anyone would feel that way about me."
Jayson reached down and kissed me again and started to pump his cock in and out of me again. It felt so wonderful. And I was so happy.
Jayson is an amazing softballer.
But his rhythm in bed is even more impressive.
I know he can go the distance in a regular game, but he was into overtime in my bed.
I couldn't believe that he's been pumping in an out of me for so long and it seems like he could go even longer.
He reached back. Repositioned himself and raised my other leg unto his shoulder.
Now there I was, completely at Jayson's mercy and he was enjoying himself.
Jayson head was thrust back as his cock continued to go in an out of me with each short, quick thrust.
Each time he entered, he would go deep hitting my prostate. This was absolutely driving me wild.
I couldn't hold it any longer.
"Jayson, I'm going to cum," I said.
"Go ahead," Jayson responded. "Let me see you shot your load."
Jayson picked up the pace and the pumping just drove me over the edge.
"Ahhhh," shouted, "I'm cumming."
The first shot from my cock was so forceful it flew past my head and landed on the headboard. The other shot was similarly forceful and landed on the pillow beside my head. The third shot was a little less forceful and hit me on the chin.
I can't remember ever shooting this much cum before.
As my orgasm subsided, smaller less intense loads landed on my chest, then my abdomen.
As the remainder of my cum leaked from my now aching cock, I heard Jayson announce that he was cumming.
He was going much faster now. Suddenly he took one last thrust and pushed his cock further into my butt than he had done before.
I could feel his body spasm and feel his cock pulse inside me. I knew he was depositing his stud juice deep inside my rectum.
Still shaking, Jayson leaned down and kissed me as his cock continued to spew hot cum.
He was panting like he had just completed a hundred yards dash.
"I love you Derrick," he gasped, "I really love you."
We had both showered about an hour before, but our bodies were now drenched in sweat and cum. And beaming in the afterglow of our awesome lovemaking.
As Jayson's cock softened, he began to slip out of me.
The sensation of his spent cock and the cum-filled condom coming out of my ass felt so good.
He reached down and removed the condom, pausing to admire the creamy load.
"Boy that was some fuck," he said, "I've cum this much in my life."
He patted me on my naked and now tender ass, got up and went to the bathroom.
While he was in the bathroom, I got up to get a towel and realized that sitting up was going to be a painful proposition.
I managed to stand up after a while however and eventually, the discomfort subsided.
Jayson returned from the bathroom with a great big smile on his face.
"Thank you honey," he said, "that was awesome. And like I said before, I love you."
Jayson hugged me and as I stood there in his arms, a thousand memories of our incredible lovemaking session flashed through my mind.
"I don't know what to say," I said.
"You don't need to say anything," Jayson said. "Just enjoy the moment."
I used the towel that lay crumpled on the floor in front of the best to clean up the mess.
Jayson led me to the bed again and as we sat down, he kissed me one more time before lying down.
"Derrick, you're a wonderful person, and I wouldn't mind being here with you more often," he said.
I did not respond.
"You don't have to say anything, Derrick. Maybe we should sleep on it," he said.
Sleep on it? That's easy for him to say.
I lay down beside him and he put his arms around me. As we drifted off to sleep, I knew that this night was the beginning of a beautiful relationship.
If you would like to know how this relationship turned out, just email me at: man_at_work_us@yahoo.com.