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The Airport Jock Part 1
I didn't notice him at first, but I heard him. When the airline announced that our flight would be delayed at least an hour, I heard his low voice saying "Oh, shit."
He was sitting across from the check-in desk, wearing a thin white tank top and thin, but body-hugging grey shorts. He looked like a college jock. The baseball cap pushed low on his head shielded much of his face.
Once I noticed him, I couldn't stop looking at him. He sat wide-legged, and my eyes raked up and down his muscular, hairy legs. He wasn't a huge guy, but he was built tall and muscled. He put his hands up to his cap and knocked it back. I loved the pump of his biceps as he moved. He had thick, dark hair and I wondered why he didn't leave it uncovered.
Since he and I both seemed to be stuck on the same plane delay, I decided to talk to him. I had no where else to go. I didn't think he was gay, but he looked so sexy and seemed to have a very relaxed attitude about his body. He acted like he appreciated being in great shape but didn't seem stuck up at all.
"Hi. Are you going to Atlanta, too?" I said.
He looked into my eyes for the first time and boy did I like what I saw. Deep, dark, sparkles greeted me. His eyes looked alive and sexy. Despite no chance of touching him, I definetely wouldn't mind just looking at this hot jock.
Of course he was a wrestler. I love jocks and fantasize about messing around with them all the time. Wrestlers are one of the best, in my mind. When I was 16, I went on a camping trip with some buddies, two which were on the high school wrestling team. I shared a tent with the 136 pounder, Tim. He slept in tight jockey shorts and I could barely sleep with his nearly nude body so close. In the morning we started kidding about the close quarters and the kidding led to some touching and the next thing I knew, Tim wrapped his arms around me and put me in some kind of wrestling hold. I didn't even fight him, his warm skin felt so good against me. I always regretted not fighting back and prolonging the play-wrestling. Who knows where it might have led?
So, about 8 years later, me at age 25, had visions of being in a tent with this new guy.
"Yeah, I live there. I'm on my way home from a wrestling camp."
"I'm Jason," I said, putting out my hand.
"Matt," he said, as he extended his large hand and firmly grasped my own.
"Good to meet you. Yeah, I started out this morning at 6 a.m.," Matt said. "Now it's almost 10, I've been in airplanes and airports all day. I'm beat."
He pushed his arm up over his head, showing his sexy armpits and rippling muscles along the openings in his tank. He lifted his hips and got into a great stretch. He closed his eyes as he did it, and I took the opportunity to check out his crotch. The shorts showed a smooth bulge. Was he wearing a jock, I wondered?
"Where was your wrestling camp?" I asked.
"I've been working out in a summer camp at Iowa State," he said. "But we spent the weekend at a buddies farm about four hours away from the airport, so we had to get going early."
Just then, the airline announced that the plane had a major mechanical problem: the pilot decided it needed a complete brakejob. Our one hour looked like a much longer wait. I walked over to the desk and asked if we could at least get a meal voucher for the airport.
The flight attendant glared at me and said no way. But then she brightened and said they had overbooked and if I wanted to volunteer, she'd put me up in a hotel right away, pay for dinner and breakfast, and fly me out in the morning.
I took her up on the offer and she said to hold tight. I walked back to Matt. Those beautiful eyes looked questioningly at me.
"I'm on the volunteer list," I said. "They're going to put me up in a hotel tonight and fly me out in the morning."
Matt decided to volunteer too, but by the time he got to the desk, about five others had already signed up. Then the airline announced another hour delay.
He slumped back in his chair, flopped his legs out wide, leaned back his head and groaned. His body looked so good. I felt my cock harden up as I took in his near-nakedness from his barefeet in his sandals, to those sinewy, tight thighs, dusted with just the right amount of black hair. I wanted to run my hands up those legs and hear Matt make that same moan for a different reason.
"I'm so beat. I wish I could just go to sleep," he said.
A far-out idea ocurred to me. I absolutely believed it wouldn't work, but my cock took over on this one. I just followed.
"Well, I have a hotel room. There's no reason why we can't share it. Maybe you could take the morning flight, too," I suggested.
He lifted his head and looked at me a minute. His face broke into a wide smile, showing perfect, white teeth. His eyes narrowed just a bit but still shined. "You kidding?" I shook my head. "Wow. I'm just beat. I wouldn't mind that. I'm gonna check."
He asked me to watch his stuff and moved toward the desk. I got my first view of his other side and it didn't help the stiffness in my shorts. He had nice, solid shoulders that tapered to a tight waist. His butt looked great, on top of really sexy thighs and calves. The muscles in his lower legs bulged as he strode over to the flight check-in desk.
His "stuff" consisted of a large, green duffle bag with a pair of beat-up wrestling shoes dangling from one handle and a smaller Nike bag.
Soon, he returned with that unbelieveably sexy smile on his face. I couldn't avoid looking at his thigh muscles bulge as he walked toward me.
"Done," he exclaimed. "This is really cool of you, dude. So let's go."
We each picked up our luggage and took the shuttle to the hotel. My heartbeat doubled just from being near this guy. Matt, a laid-back guy to begin with, now relaxed totally with me. My offer to share turned me into a friend almost instantly, it seemed. I told him to wait by the elevators and I'd take care of the registration.
I didn't tell them about Matt and asked for just a single room, which meant one bed. When I returned to the elevators, Matt was waiting, holding one bag in his arm, causing the bicep to bulge out. I explained that since I was sneaking him in, we'd have to share a bed. I hope he didn't mind...
He had pushed his cap way back on his head and it framed his smooth, sexy face. "No prob, Jase. I've been sleeping on dorm beds with three other guys for a month."
We entered our room on the seventh floor and he immediately threw his duffle on the floor and began to rustle inside it. "I'm gonna clean up a little. Need to use the john?" I said no and watched as he undid the velcro on his sandals and padded into the bathroom. I sat on the edge of the bed and tried to calm down while he brushed his teeth and cleaned up.
The room had one large bed and the typical TV/dresser/desk set up. I wanted to have Matt's moans fill this room and I wanted to be the person who caused them. I hoped I hadn't misjudged him. I thought of just sliding my hands accidently into his crotch when we got into bed. Or maybe I could just jump him. Then I remembered: he was a wrestler. He'd pin my ears back, literally. I was in good shape, trim, nice wavy blond hair, good legs from lots of biking, but I sure didn't have any physical advantage.
He came out before I could come up with a plan. It didn't matter. He had stripped off his shirt in the bathroom and it almost took my breath away. He had exactly the kind of build I loved. High, tight pecs,with a long, muscled torso. His abs were as tight, flat and hard as coverboys on men's health magazines. He had nice amount of black hair in the center of his chest and a sexy shading at the base of his abs. I just stared.
"Oh, man. I'm going straight under the covers. I hope you don't want to watch TV or anything, Jase?"
I didn't and told him and the next thing I knew, he reached up and pulled his white shorts down, revealing a snug, dark blue pair of bikini briefs that cupped his nice mound. It wasn't a jock strap but oh did the briefs look good with his tan skin and black hair.
He pulled down the blankets and slid into bed. I cleaned up a bit, too, then joined him in bed. I kept my shorts on, just to hide my hard-on. The shirt stayed to avoid naked chest-to-chest contact. I wanted to feel his tight chest next to mine but might lose my load if it happened, I thought.
Matt lay on his back, one sheet intersecting his abdomen and part of his briefs. He had one arm behind his head, exposing his rippled lats and lots of black curly hair in his armpits.
I turned out the light and carefully slid into bed next to him. He sighed contentedly.
"Dude, this was really a great move. I wouldn't of thought of it."
I turned my head and looked into his eyes, now just inches away.
"Hey, Matt. I'm glad it worked out. I'm traveling alone and you're good company."
He smiled back and beamed those sparkling dark eyes right at me. I wanted to touch him so bad.
"So, Jase, I didn't ask, are you going to see anybody special?"
"No," I said. "I'm on vacation and I'm visiting some friends in Atlanta."
"You're not, uh, married, right?" he asked.
"Nope. Single and available," I said.
He closed his eyes but I could tell he wasn't asleep. I looked at his profile in the darkened room. Then he was moving, turning on his side so he was facing me. I didn't move.
"So Jase, do you have a girlfriend?" he asked.
I paused way too long. I just decided to be honest. "No, no girlfriend."
He lay in silence for quite a bit.
"How about a boyfriend," he said softly.
I looked over and his eyes were open. They sparkled even in near darkness. He had the smallest smile on his face.
"Uh, well," I stammered. "Actually, uh, not--not right now."
He kept an even gaze on me. "You're gay, aren't you Jason?"
I stopped breathing for a minute. The situation with this guy was moving faster than I even fantazied. If I came out to him, I just didn't think he would freak out. Matt seemed way to laid back. I turned my head toward his and just nodded. His smile grew a bit more.
"I knew it."
"How?" I asked.
"Well, I saw how you looked at me. I've seen it before. I know I'm in pretty good shape and I've just seen guys look at me like that. Plus, I saw the pin on your backpack."
I suddenly remembered it. I had a small lambda pin on an inside flap of my backpack. It had been there forever. I put it there to let other gay guys make an easy ID. I never imagined a sexy college wrestler would pick up on it, too.
"Are you?" I asked softly?
"No, I'm not."
I felt the disappointment begin inside me. Big mistake, I told myself. How could I even imagine messing around with this guy.
"Well, don't worry, I --"
He cut me off. "But I've always been curious." We both became completely silent. The next few moments would decide the whole evening. I felt like it was my turn. My mind, caught up in lust and his aroma, couldn't work very fast. I just started talking.
"Matt, I really didn't invite you to jump on your body. You are so sexy to me, yes, but I like you too and really, you don't have to worry about me doing anything to you."
Matt had turned over and lay on his back now, staring up at the ceiling. The faint light outlined his hair, his strong forehead, his small nose, his sexy cheeks. "I've been wrestling since I was 11," he said. "I've had a few guys grope me in matches and I even kinda messed around with one guy on the team. But I never could let anything happen back home. It just seemed too scary."
He turned to face me. "But I've felt really relaxed with you, Jase. I barely know you, but I feel comfortable. And...well, I was just wondering, if you could....show me...."
I looked right at him. He glanced at me nervously and this time I smiled. He caught it, looked back, and attempted a nervous grin.
"Jase, I would so much like to. You turn me on like you wouldn't believe."
He smiled more and self-consciously looked down. "Really?" That turned me on even more. He knew he had a great build, but he had no arrogance about it whatsoever. I decided to begin the plunge. I loved being the teacher, even though he would actually control the pace.
I moved my hands up and placed them on his chest. The fell of his warm, smooth skin made me moan just a bit. I felt his body tighten as I made contact.
"Matt. I want you to turn over on your stomach. We'll go as far as you want. Anytime you want to stop, say so. It's your show."
He looked at me, closed his eyes, nodded and turned on his stomach. I pulled the pillows out of the way, and pushed the sheet down off both of our bodies.
I could feel the heat rising off his body. "I'm going to start with a massage, Matt. You just relax and let me know how it feels. Is it okay if I straddle you? He grunted a yes as I settled onto his body, just below his ass. I asked him to push his arms out to the sides and began rubbing his muscular shoulders. His skin was so tan and smooth. He had virtually no hair on his back, except for a dusting near the spot where his ass began rising in his tight bikinis. I didn't know if he could feel my hardon or not but I felt like an iron rod couldn't be any stiffer than my cock. I was glad I had my briefs and a pair of shorts on. It might've ripped through less material.
As I ran my hands down his lats, he let out a tiny sound. "Matt, if it feels good, let me know. It also turns me on."
I began running my fingers up along his spine, and he let out a long, moan. "Ohhhhh, Jase. That's really goooood."
My hands touched every inch of his back. I leaned forward as I rubbed his shoulders again and breathed in the smell of his skin. It smelled sweet, warm and slightly perfumed, like he had used talcum power on it. I wanted to kiss and lick his back, but first things first.
I shifted down as my hands pressed and massaged his lower back. Matt shifted his legs a bit, causing his ass to pump up, first one cheek, then the other. He didn't have the roundest ass I had ever seen, but it was very nice. I hoped those hairs continued down his buns.
My hands skimmed along the tops of his bikini briefs and I let one finger slip under for a second. He moaned. I shifted lower, aiming for his thighs and quickly brushed my hands over his ass. They felt solid and packed.
His thighs were magnificent. His sexy black hairs tickled my fingers as I kneaded the back of his legs. I made my hand into a fist and ran it along the outside of his leg, pushing the muscles down, down.
"Jase, oh yeah, that's soooo niiiice," he breathed.
I could see his body had relaxed. He had one arm along his side, the other straight out. His legs were spread open and his head was turned to the side.
I moved down to his feet, and lifted his calf as I massaged each toe, then ran my hand up and down from his knee to his ankle. I leaned down and blew softly on the back of his knee. Matt's moans filled the room. He made the sound I had first heard in the airport. THis time, it was in response to my massage. I was in heaven.
My young jock switched his head to the other side and lifted his midsection and ass up off the bed for a moment. I ran my hands upthe inside of his strong legs, almost touching the bulge of his balls in his tight blue briefs.
I could see his chest expand as I came close. It was time to bare that ass.
The AIRPORT JOCK - Part II
My young jock switched his head to the other side and lifted his midsection and ass up off the bed for a moment. I ran my hands up the inside of his strong legs, almost touching the bulge of his balls in his tight blue briefs.
I could see his chest expand as I came close. It was time to bare that ass.
But first, I wanted to feel more of him. I leaned forward on my hands, and slid my thighs along his warm, hairy legs. My goal was to press my body totally on top of Matt and feel all him all over me. I could feel him begin to tense up his body as my weight settled on him. I slid my hands along his arms and moved my face right to the back of his head. I slid the rest of my body up until all of me fit on top of him.
My cock, still wrapped in my shorts, bulged out and slid into the space between his buns. I wiggled my hips a bit as I smelled the sweet scent of Matt's hair. He responded and moved his ass up and down. It was almost tentative. I think Matt wasn't quite sure how far he wanted to go.
"How's that feel, Matt?"
"Ohh, Jase. I love your body on top of me. Oh, wow. I can feel your hard-on."
"It's all because of you," I said. "You are so handsome." I slid my hands along his sides, up and down, then lifted my body up. Matt shifted again, flexing both of his cheeks under the bikini briefs. I wanted to see him totally nude.
I leaned forward and softly blew my warm breath along the top of his butt. I took just one finger and slowly traced a few figure eights along his lower back. Matt has stopped even attempting to speak. All that came out of him was a chorus of groans and moans. The more pleasure he felt, the higher pitched and louder he moaned. I loved it.
I slipped my finger under the soft cotton fabric of his briefs, just for a moment, feeling the warmth envelop my finger and the tickle of many hairs on my finger tip.
Then I combined soft breaths and my single finger along his cheeks, rubbing firmly on his covered ass.
"Unnnhhhhhh," Matt moaned. "Ohhhh, Jase, wow. Yeahhh. Ooooo. That's sooooo good."
"I want to see your ass, Matt," I said. "Do you want me to?"
"Oh, yesssss. Please. Man, you are making me feel so hot. Yeah."
With my face just millimeters from his butt, I put two fingers inside each side of his underwear and pulled them down about an inch. I could see that sexy black hair began to thicken through the valley between his cheeks and very light amount of hair covered all that I could see. This was going to be good.
I leaned forward and softly kissed his butt. He smelled so good. I moved my tongue all over the exposed ass. Matt moaned almost continuously. I don't know how he kept taking in air. I slowly worked my kisses lower onto his ass, but I avoided the center. I planted soft kisses on one cheek, then moved to the other.
Slowly, I eased his bikini's down. Now half of his ass glowed underneath me. I could see his white butt, nicely dusted with hair, and the stark contrast to his tanned, broad back and his muscular, brown legs. I ran my hands down Matt's legs again, then up to his cheeks. One more tug and his entire butt lay exposed.
I moved closer, positioning myself so that Matt's tight legs cradled me, and my hands were free to touch his back, butt and upper thighs. I rubbed his hot skin as I kissed and licked first one side of his ass, then the other. Each time I moved a little closer to the crease.
Matt didn't have the classic bubble butt. He was built much too lean and long. But he felt so firm and his ass did have those classic dimples on each side. I spent a lot of time caressing those small circles and Matt flexed his butt in response, making it, and him, look even sexier.
Every time I moved toward his asshole his moans became much louder, almost shouts. I didn't have to ask. He had never allowed anyone else to ever do this to him before.
Softly, I breathed into the dense, black hairs in the center of his butt. I put both hands right on the high, muscular tops of his ass and spread his cheeks just a bit. As I moved forward, Matt got louder and began saying "Ohhhh, Ohhhh, Ohhhh" over and over.
I blew once, then extended my tongue and quickly flicked it back and forth. Another breath, another lick, closer and closer, sometimes high, sometimes low.
I couldn't see his cock at all because his blue bikini briefs still covered that area. But I knew he was hard. Especially when I zeroed in on the center of his ass. He smelled clean and smoky at the same time. My wrestling jock took very good care of himself, it seemed, in every way. As my tongue wormed through the moist, dark hairs and touched the outside of his anus, Matt began moaning my name over and over, too.
I kept it up, licking him, tasting him, feeling his hard muscles rippled as he moved his ass up and down and tried to turn his head from one side to the other.
Finally, I let up and Matt melted into the sheets. He had begun to sweat and small beads of moisture glistened in the center of his back. I let him catch his breath.
"Oh, Jase. My god, what were you doing. I've never felt so much intense feeling in my life. That was...wonderful."
I didn't say anything for a moment, I just ran my hands up and down his legs. He felt different totally relaxed. I looked at Matt's thick, full hair on the back of his head, the wide, brown shoulders, the taper from his back to his firm, tight waist, with those two white cheeks exposed and framed by his underwear, and his long, tough legs.
"If it's too much, we can stop," I teased.
"NO," he said. "No. It's just all so new. I've never had anyone...do that to me," Matt said.
"I kinda figured," I said.
Matt smiled into the bedsheet, his eyes still closed. He looked rested to me. I began running my hand in circles on his back, warming him up again. His skin felt so smooth. I concentrated on his sides, feeling his lats and the sides of his ribcage. I moved gently over this senstive area as Matt twitched slightly. Now that I had become well acquainted with one side of his body, it was time to say hello to the other.
I got up on my hands and knees, still over him, and began working my hand underneath his body. Matt shifted his torso a bit to give me some room, but I didn't want him turning over, yet. I wanted to touch first. I'd have plenty of time to look, later.
"Don't roll over Matt. I want to just feel your body just like you are," I told him.
As handsome and built as he looked from this side, I couldn't wait to see how nature had bestowed him on the other. I've never been a size queen. Instead, I've always been fascinated by the beautiful shapes that cocks come in. I had a feeling Matt's would be just like his long, firm, build.
I worked my hand along his abs. This is probably my second most favorite part of a man's body. Matt didn't have abs of marble, but his waist felt tight, hard and flat. I spread my hand out wide and pushed my fingers along his body, feeling his incredibly sexy abs. I moved my hand down and brushed along the hairs around his belly button.
His bikini's had hitched down a bit, exposing some pubic hair and I pushed my fingers back and forth through it. It felt thick and silky at the same time, and slightly moist from all the activity on the other side of his body.
I moved further down and touched a hard lump covered in soft cotton. Matt erased any doubts about what I was feeling when his moans picked up in intensity. It was almost like we were playing hot-cold. His moans worked like a homing beacon for me, guiding to the places he loved the best.
"Matt. Now it's time. I'd love it if you'd turn over."
He moved his hands down and pushed off the bed, causing his developed triceps to flex as he flipped to his side, then shifted to his back.
"Now just close your eyes, push your arms out to the sides, and relax," I said.
In a workd, he looked magnificent. His tight blue briefs held his bulging penis against his abdoment. I raked my eyes up his body, looking at the defined abs, the black hairs in the center of his chest, the dark tufts under each arm.
Moving my body over his legs once more, I began massaging his shoulders. I knew I was moving too soon, but I could barely keep myself from bringing my lips toward his full, ripe mouth. I guessed Matt had a good amount of kissing experience.
I ran my hands over his pecs. He had a nice rise on both sides, with a medium nipple perched right on the bottom edge of his blocked pectorals. As my hands cupped and rubbed his chest, I let one fingernail tease a nipple.
"Oh, wow. That was great, Jase."
"You mean...this," I said as I flicked his other nipple.
"Yessss. Oh, nice."
"You have sensitive nipples, Matt? Do you like it when I play with them?"
"Yeah. I do it once in a while, when I beat off."
I flicked my finger rapidly back and forth over one, then the other. Both actions brought a full,deep moan from Matt. And as I glanced down, I could see the bulge in his shorts hadn't changed a bit.
I moved down toward his crotch, intent now on unveiling his cock. I rubbed my hand over his hard-on, smoothing the bikinis. His penis seemed to arch up, another real turn-on for me.
I slid down the bed a bit more, and leaned into his crotch. I let my warm breath seep through the material, warming his cock as I breathed the warm, rich odor. I slipped my fingers under the briefs and smoothly pulled them down.
His cock looked magnificent. I arched up toward his stomack, about 6 inches, thick, and framed in a mass of dark, shiny pubic hair. It curved up out of his crotch and pressed slightly against the lower part of his abdomen. I watched it pulse as I anticipated what was going to be a very long, wet, and exciting blow job. For both of us.
The AIRPORT JOCK - Part 3
I moved down toward his crotch, intent now on unveiling his cock. I rubbed my hand over his hard-on, smoothing the bikinis. His penis seemed to arch up, another real turn-on for me.
I slid down the bed a bit more, and leaned into his crotch. I let my warm breath seep through the material, warming his cock as I breathed the warm, rich odor. I slipped my fingers under the briefs and smoothly pulled them down.
His cock looked magnificent. I arched up toward his stomack, about 6 inches, thick, and framed in a mass of dark, shiny pubic hair. It curved up out of his crotch and pressed slightly against the lower part of his abdomen. I watched it pulse as I anticipated what was going to be a very long, wet, and exciting blow job. For both of us.
I let it expand to its full size. His penis had a nice, helmet head and a gentle arch that pinned the broad head just under his belly button. Matt moved his hips a bit, causing his cock to bob a bit from side to side. But he was so hard, it didn't move very far.
I felt so excited watching him lying there, arms spread, totally nude, eyes closed, so lean and sexy, with his dick as hard as steel.
I leaned forward and blew a soft stream of air up and down the length of his shaft.
"Unnnhhhhhh. Yessssss. Oh, Jase.......," Matt said. "I....I....man, just do it."
"Do what?" I teased.
"C'mon!" he said more forcefully, but with a small smile on his face. Matt tipped his head forward and fixed those dreamy dark eyes on me. "I want you to suck me."
"Oh, I will, Matt. But I want to do something else, first. You just lay back, relax, and let me know how it feels," I said.
I moved forward on the bed, stretching out until my head came even with Matt's. I laid on my side, resting my head on one hand. With my other, I traced a pattern over Matt's pec, his nipple, those firm abs, and down into his pubic hair. Matt opened his eyes a bit but I warned him off.
"Hey, no peeking. Just lay back and feel," I said. He smiled, shook his head slightly, and layed back down. His abs had flexed as his head lifted and when he relaxed, the muscles smoothed out once again.
I took one hand and slowly encircled his cock. Gently, I began stroking his penis, up and down. Matt turned his head to one side, then the other as my fingers moved up and down his cock. His thick cock fit into my hand so well, and was just long enough to let me move my hand up about a hand-length, then back down. I concentrated on the inside of the head of his cock and settled into a rhythm.
"Jase," he said breathily.
"Yes, Matt."
"It...feels...great."
"Mmm. I'm glad."
"You can't keep this up, though, man."
"Why not, Matt," I said, stroking his shaft, up and down. Matt's body began revealing the pleasure it was feeling from my hand. Every few minutes a tremor would move through his body as the sensations traveled from the thick head to his brain and back out to every part of his sexy jock body. The heat poured off Matt now and I could see moist patches under his pecs and along his belly. I didn't want to make him cum this way but I was willing to push it. Because I didn't know him very well, I didn't know when I would get too close, but I didn't think it would necessarily end the evening if it happened.
"Because I'll shoot. I haven't had anyone beat me off since I was a little kid. Oh, wow." Another tremor moved through his body. "Jase, c'mon, I'm getting close...."
I leaned forward, still jacking him, and moved my lips to his nipple. I stuck out my tongue and flicked it back and forth, back and forth, causing his tit to harden and poke out of his solid pecs.
"Ahhhhh, yessssssss. Wow, man oh, yeah," Matt said, moving his head from side to side. He moved one hand toward his dick, motioning like he wanted to take over the masturbation but I released his penis and pushed his hand away.
"Oh, no, Matt. That's cheating."
"Aww, you're killing me," Matt said, with a smile in his voice. "You get me close but not close enough, Jase."
"Maybe that's the idea," I said. "Just go with it." Matt laid his hand back down. He was totally into this jack off. He lifted his hips a bit. I kept a solid grip on his cock, but didn't let all of my fingers touch him at one time. His penis was like a bar of curved steel. His thigh muscles bulged as I jacked him, and I loved watching his legs flex and move under their dust of black hairs. My cock was ready to blow, too, just looking at his hot body. I knew when it was my turn, that I probably wouldn't be able to last as long as Matt.
I pulled his cock away from his body, then let it thump against his body. His balls, nestled in his shiny black pubic hair, seemed tight. That, I knew, was a dangerous sign. I resumed my steady stroking. Matt spread his arms out to both sides of the bed, seemingly steadying himself before each wave of feeling raced up and down his lean, tight body.
"Jase!" he shouted.
"Yeah?"
"I'm getting close. Really, you're going to jack me off, I'm going to shoot. It feels sooo good. Please, let me cum, Jase."
As soon as he said that, I slowed down my strokes. His penis had gotten thicker, if that was possible, making it harder for me to wrap my hand around it. This was one hot jock and I wanted to keep this going for a lot longer.
The Airport Jock - Part 4 (conclusion)
"I'm getting so close. You're going to make me shoot. It feels sooooo good, Jase. Please, let me cum."
As soon as he said that, I slowed down my strokes. His penis had gotten thicker, if that was possible, making it harder for me to wrap my hand around it. This was one hot jock and I wanted to keep this going for a lot longer.
"I want you to do something first, Matt," I said softly.
"What? Tell me."
"I want you to get up on your hands and knees."
Matt hardly paused. His muscled stomach rippled as he lifted himself to a sitting position. He wrinkled the forehead of his handsome face, his gorgeous eyes full of passion and a question.
"Just do it. This will be so good, Matt."
As he turned onto his hands and knees I sat back and looked at him from behind. His dark, black hair flowed up his legs and lightly covered his ass. His cheeks flexed with solid muscle, two huge dimples on each side. He didn't have a large bubble butt, but instead had a lean, muscular ass that fit so well with his lean, jock body. My hard-on almost throbbed as I took in the tight calves, the strong thighs and the dramatic taper from his narrow waist to his broad, sexy shoulders.
I moved to the head of the bed, and slid around to my back.
"Move over me, Matt. I want you to fuck my mouth."
His eyes widened slightly, either with surprise or excitement, I didn't know which. I moved my legs tightly together and he swung one leg over me, straddling me with his body.
I reached up and ran my hands from his bulging shoulders, down the warm muscle, then to his lats, feeling the ridges, then along to his thighs. I pulled slightly, signaling him to begin.
"I want to suck your cock and when you get close, I want you to shoot it all over my chest, okay?"
Matt nodded as he moved up over me, spread out his arms to brace himself, and moved his thick cock toward my mouth.
My hands reached his ass my heartbeat picked up a beat or two as I ran my fingers over the warm, sexy cheeks and pulled him to me. I took one hand down and reached for his cock. It bobbed in the air, still arching toward his flat, hard abs, and I grabbed the cut head and gently tugged. Matt stretched his torso out and let me guide him down toward my watering mouth.
We didn't start right away. I had to tease him just a little. I ran my nose along the side of his thick cock,down to the black, wiry pubic hair, inhaling his wonderful scent. One hand ran along his balls while the other still rested on his ass. His chest filled my vision as he lowered his body closer to mine.
I moved my legs next to his, feeling his hairy thighs tickle mine as he moved.
Slowly I rubbed my face along his cock, making it jump up and down. I turned my head slightly to the side and rubbed my cheek along his rock hard abs. I felt the heat of his body all over my face and I could hear his soft grunts as he kept flexing his body, aiming his penis for my mouth.
I laid back, pulled him forward with a strong tug, and let him drive his hard cock into my hot, warm mouth. He let a long "oooooohh, yeahhhh" as I took him inside me. My vision was filled with his abdomen, cock and pubic hair. I felt almost as if I was completely surrounded by Matt. The chemistry between us felt so good. We were crackling along together, moving at the same pace.
His big strong cock moved in and out of my mouth, slowly at first as he measured how deeply he could go. I moved my hand from his ass to his arm, finding a bulging mound of solid bicep. I kept my hand there, feeling his muscled arm pump as he lowered down and up, down and up.
I kept my lips tight around his cock, rolling my tongue along the underside of his cock. It tasted hot, smoky and sexy. This wrestling jock was one of the hottest guys I had ever been with. I wanted to bring him off but I also didin't want it to end.
Matt began lengthening his slide in and out of my mouth. His strong thrusts pushed my head flat against the pillow. I relaxed and let him set the pace now. In his cock slid, filling my mouth, then out, until the head just cleared my lips. Once or twice he would pull out too far and his cock would pop out, bouncing against his stomach.
But he had a feel for the distances and would quickly move his hips down and forward in a push for my mouth.
"Oh, Jase. This is so good. I"ve never fucked anyone's mouth. Where....unnhh.....don't, don't stop, man."
I didn't have much say in the matter as he continued to flex his strong muscles, pushing his big penis into me.
As he dragged his cock in and out, I moved my hand to his waist. I wasn't sure how he reacted when he got close so I wanted to keep tabs on his breathing. I thought that would be the most reliable indicator.
That and the thickness and rigidity of his cock. And man did it get rigid in my mouth. And boy did that turn me on.
I moved my other hand to my own cock and began a steady stroking. This hot mouth-fuck sent extra strong shocks straight to my cock. It wouldn't take long for me. I felt very close.
Matt began to make small noises--quick intakes of breath as my tongue rubbed along that sensitive spot just under the head of his cock. He seemed on autopilot now. I couldn't see his face but he settled in a steady pace, moving his hard-on in and out of my mouth.
I felt his quick intakes of breath as bursts of pleasure raced up and down his body from my sucking. Through my hand on his waist, I began to feel him tightening up. My sexy airport jock was going to shoot--and shoot soon.
It felt so sexy giving him all this pleasure. I wanted to time this so I would come as close to his orgasm as I could.
"Unhh. Yeah. I'm so close, I'm getting close, Jase. Oh, oh, oh," Matt said softly, the passion evident in his voice.
In and out, in and out, his cock plunged deep into me and I sucked hard, pulling him into my body, feeling his chest pound into my face on each downstroke, rubbing his sweaty, hot skin against mine.
"Ohhhhh, I'm gonna shoot. I'm gonna shoot!," Matt said.
I kept jacking myself but moved my hand to his flat stomach and gently pushed, hoping he wasn't too lost in the feelings to remember to pull out. Suddenly, he pulled back and dropped to one knee, keeping the other one up to brace himself. He put his hand right on my pec, squeezing my chest and nipple and put the other onto his cock, jacking it off for me.
"Here it comes, oooooh yeahh," he said tightly as it started. I felt the first warm contact against the side of my face. His cum just exploded out of his cock. His muscles rippled as the feelings took over and the vision sent me over the edge, too.
"Matt, I'm going to come with you. Yeah, here I come."
As blasts of Matt's hot cum splashed on my chest and visions of his muscled, sexy body filled my eyes, I felt myself begin to explode. The feelings felt incredibly intense and they went on for what seemed like a very, very long time.
We both moaned as our orgasms rose, then deflated. Matt lowered himself on his side, as I finished shooting my load. I whipped my head back and forth as the feelings moved up and down my body. As they subsided, Matt rolled toward me, bringing his chest into contact with mine, mingling our cum together. He moved forward until his lips touched mine and I breathed in his breath as we kissed.
This guy continued to amaze me. I moved my hand to his back and pulled him tightly to me. We were both pretty sticky but oh did it feel fabulous. I ran one hand through his jet black hair as he broke the kiss and nestled alongside me.
"Dude, that was.....great," Matt said with a completely contented sigh. I felt his body relax along mine.
I laid still for a moment, feeling his body next to mine, feeling my heartbeat begin to return to normal. I wasn't about to move. I pulled a blanket up and manuevered it over us.
I turned my head into Matt and breathed in his sexy smell, as we drifted into a deep, restfull sleep.