WARNING: The following is for adults only. It contains depiction of sexual acts between men. If this offends you or is inappropriate for you to read, go no further.
Sprints and Intervals: Chapter 1
After committing to meet JJ for sprints and intervals another fellow cycling friend asked me "why?". Driving to meet JJ before dawn feeling tired and nervous I asked myself the same question. Nervous because I'm still pretty slow on the bike. I'm 30 and just getting into road cycling after a 5 year break from mountain biking. JJ is 27 and much more experienced having done several triathlon events.
JJ and I met on a charity ride. He was with another group but some of them knew the group I came with. We all dumped out of our cars at the same time so we were introduced. His naturally tan skin, straight jet black hair, symmetrical face and bright smile all struck me right away. From the first time we looked at each other there was something. I felt myself wanting to look at him and I knew right away that I wanted to get to know him. He seemed to gravitate to me as well. We quickly fell into a conversation as we walked to the registration tables. During the 64 mile ride he kept pace with me for a few miles and we chatted. It was only my third long distance ride ever so I didn't expect to keep up. Eventually he sped up and kept pace with the faster riders he came with. After the ride was over he made a point to come to me with the suggestion of my training with him to improve my speed.
"You do want to get faster, don't you?" he said with a smile that brightened up his entire face.
His smile and energy just kept drawing me in.
"Yes, but for my own purposes." I said. "I'm not interested in beating anyone else in a race or cycling for competition. I'd just like to be faster because I like going fast."
"That is a foreign concept to me. True, it's fun to go fast, but I'm always thinking about winning over someone else, or beating my own record."
So, of course, I said yes. Yes to him and yes to this crazy voice inside my head and yes to JJ's Wednesday 6am ride start time. Yes, I want to get faster and stronger, but fun is something else I want. Is it fun to get up at 5am to be on my bicycle by 6am? I wasn't sure - which of course let me wonder about my motivation. I liked JJ right away so even getting up at 5am could turn out to be fun. I gave him my cell number and he agreed to follow up early the next week to confirm the details.
Monday night I got the first text. "Hey there. Its JJ. still up for ride wed 6a?" "yes. yikes 5a wake-up" "it will be worth it" "you promise?" "yes. Don't be such a pussy :)" "hey! Ok. I'm no pussy" "you promise?" "LOL" "BTW, I have to be at work by 9a so don't be late" "ok. What is your full name and email so I can add to contacts?" "Jeremiah Jalovel, jj85@xmail.net" "And you go by JJ?" "Um yeah..." "I don't know why but I think Jeremiah is a sexy name. You should be using it" "I think you are sexy." ":)" - that is all I dared send back as a wave washed over me. Did he know that his comment just gave me a chubby? I just texted him exactly what I was thinking. No filter. What was I doing? Am I flirting with this guy? No, no... not flirting. Just making sure he knows I'm glad he followed up from Saturday's ride. Justing making sure he knows I'm interested in furthering the friendship. That is all. But why the chubby? I really enjoyed that wave that washed over me that ended up in my cock and balls. I re-read "I think you are sexy" and sure enough the wave washed over me again. My balls pulled up and tickled against the hair between my legs. My cock swelled further as my attention moved away from the phone I was holding in my hand. I wonder did my comment give HIM a chubby too? Now I have a full hard-on. Now that it's up its really hard to get it to go down without...
I lay down on my bed, pulled my underwear off and started to stroke my cock while laying flat on my back. Sometimes when I am really horny I like the smell of my underwear when it holds the scent of my crotch. This was one of those times. I laid my underwear over my face with the pouch where my cock and balls had been against my nose. I inhaled deeply and thrilled at the unique scent. My cock was leaking pre-cum more than usual. It began to drip down my circumcised cockhead and formed a drop at the base. I knew if I didn't clean it off it would be slick for a few strokes but then it would get sticky. I didn't want things to get sticky so I cleaned it off with my thumb. The droplets started to run down over my knuckle so I brought my thumb up to my mouth and decided to lick it off. I licked all the pre-cum off and then sucked my thumb into my mouth briefly. Returning my hand to my cock I started stroking the full length of my cock and thought about the pre-cum I had just tasted for the first time. It was salty and sweet at the same time. I liked how it coated my tongue with a slippery smoothness. More pre-cum emerged from the large slit of my cockhead. This time there was a lot more but then I noticed that always happened when I was super excited and turned on. I scooped it up with my thumb again and licked it off. It didn't seem so weird. I wondered why for a few seconds but was too turned on to really examine my actions or feelings about how I got so turned on to begin with. My stroking began to push my cock to become super hard and my cockhead doubled in size. I liked the way my straight rod and large mushroom head looked, but I didn't have anything to compare it to visually to know if my cock would be considered beautiful by anyone else. I stroked faster and used my free hand to lightly brush my balls, then the area between my balls and my ass; then back to my balls then across my stomach and over my hard nipples. I really wanted to cum now but another part of me still wanted this feeling to continue. Which side of the brain would win today? Oh man my hand feels so good on my hard abs, muscular pecks, erect nipples and then back down between my legs gliding over that so sensitive real estate just off the backside of my balls and heading toward my asshole. This time I wanted to explore further so I reached back and brushed over my hole several times with my middle finger. My sphincter responded with contractions of pleasure and my hard-on got even harder. The sensation at both ends encouraged me to continue. I quickly started to feel my orgasm coming. The sensations were making me lose my mind. I was completely absorbed in the pleasure I was giving myself. Nothing else existed and all of my senses became focused on just this single activity. My cock became super sensitive as I stroked up and down the entire length but especially on as my fingers trailed over the underside of my cockhead. Back and forth up and down over and over and all the while gliding my fingers over my asshole and back to my balls - back and forth in rhythm with my strokes. OMG! I'm so turned on I can't stop myself now. I just blast into climax and almost pass out from the intensity of this orgasm. My cum fires from my cockhead spraying across my chest in 3 quick spurts then a few more lob themselves out on to my abs. Wow. Stroking my cock and massaging my body with my own hands is an indulgence I take great pleasure in giving myself. There aren't many things in the world that one can do that feels so amazing but doesn't cost anything. Jacking off is a free high and has no negative side-effects. What a blessing!
I wonder if Jeremiah jacks off? Well, I mean I'm sure he does, but I wonder if he does it with as much abandon as I do? I would hate for him to feel guilty about it like some guys....
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