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Taking it to the hole with Alan Iverson
Mopping, sweeping, dusting, polishing, etc., etc. This was my current lot in life as a college student. I was cleaning each of the gym areas as I had been directed to do for my college work study program. I hated the job of cleaning but I must admit that I loved the opportunity to spy those naked jocks in the locker room when I went in to clean and lock up at night. Just getting to see so much naked flesh on the bods of such a diverse population of athletes, so various were the builds and proportions. I spied as they showered, covered their bodies with lotion, stood naked at the urinals taking a piss, and when they just stood around bullshitting with each other as guys (jocks) usually do. They would casually saunter past me as I mopped the floor or wiped down the tiles. Many a bouncing cock caught my attention as they danced to the beat of a different drummer (HAHA)! This job supplied me with a lot of masturbation material for my solo adventures at home.
This was my second year at the University of Pittsburgh and I couldn't wait to get my degree in Physical Therapy and Psychology. It was time to get a real job. So let me tell you what happened last semester right before spring break. Of all my experiences and jack off fantasies at Pitt none will be remembered as much as this one!
I was cleaning and closing up the gym facility at Bellefield Hall. I had cleaned the weight room upstairs and the one with the free weights and then I was going to dust mop the hoop court floor. It was then that my life changed forever! As I approached the hoop court, I heard the distinct sound of a dribbling ball and the "Swisshhh!" of a hoop rock hittin nuthin but net! I had already closed up and no damn body should have been in there. So, I readied myself to tell somebody off but as I entered, I was taken aback! There was one solitary figure dribbling and racing up and down the court. At first I thought to myself, "This nigga looks familiar. Then it hit me- it was Alan Iverson!" I was no Basketball fan but I recognized him from all the articles and magazine covers that I had seen his gorgeous face and body adorn.
As he ran up and down the court, sweat flew from his shirtless body. He juked and shifted against some imaginary opponents. It was as if he were actually playing a real NBA game. His shorts hung low off his hips and occasionally when his back was turned towards me, the crack of his ass became visible right below the thick waist band of his worn jockstrap! I simply stood there, mop in hand. After about five minutes of observing, he noticed me standing there. He froze in his steps, spinning the ball on his outstretched middle finger.
"Yo, what's up? Is it time for you to lock up?" I nodded. "Cool, I was done anyway." He walked up to me and exited into the locker room. I continued to stand there taking deep breaths of his hot musky man scent into my nose and lungs! I leaned up against the wall dazed by the experience. The sound of the locker shower woke me. I turned to enter the locker room. The door was noisy as hell most times, but I had learned to open and close it silently. This gave me the added opportunity to catch an unaware jock in the middle of a shower jack!!
The always present musty smell of hot sweaty bodies was increased by the hot steam from the shower. I walked farther in and noticed laying before me on the bench were his shorts, a jock strap, a towel, his socks, and his duffel bag. I crept up to the corner of the shower area and peeked around. There Alan stood with his back to me. I watched as his hands soaped up his face and chest. He rinsed and began lathering up his legs and groin. The lathering quickly turned into stroking wood!!
His ass muscles were clenching as his hips began fucking his fist! Ohhh shit this was the kind of hot action that people paid for in town and I was gettin this hot action for free! My wood began to rise in my jeans, so I started stroking and massaging myself through the heavy denim. As he started moaning, I felt the wells of cum beginning to rise deep within my balls. The steam for the shower was thick. I strained my eyes to see him bust his nut. I wanted, I needed to see the cum! His hips pumped faster and faster and then they locked! That was it, he was erupting! A long stream of thick cum arched upwards landing on the tiled wall! His body shook a few times as the final streams dripped from his hidden cock. He resumed his shower washing the cum from his chest and from his thighs, while I stealthily exited the room.
About two weeks had passed and I not a sight. I was beginning to lose hope but then on the third, I entered the hoop court again to dust mop and it was him. Once again, I stood there watching as he raced up and down the court. I knew he was nearing the end of his workout so I decided to hit the locker room before him. I went in and hid in one of the toilet stalls so I could spy him as he showered. No sooner as I was in the stall and perched on the toilet seat, I heard the squeak and bang of the door and then the rattling of a locker. I could not see him but was fantasizing about him seductively undressing. Just visualizing the way he dropped his shorts and removed the worn jock strap, freeing his weighty balls and trunk thick cock, was sending my cock into over load!!
I waited, silently anticipating the sight of his naked body showering in front of me. Then it happened! Through a small crack between the stall doors, I could see his confident stride. He walked up to the shower and began to wet his body. His naked body was gorgeous!! His long muscular limbs flexed with each step, with each movement. His body was perfect! He had a nice firm round ass, thick thighs, well defined calves, and a cock that could gag a dinosaur!!! Seeing him buck naked and only a few feet before me was deliciously enticing!! My dick began to grow so big so fast that it was becoming uncomfortable in that crouched position. I tried to shift and readjust its' position but the toilet seat shifted under my weight and cracked! Before I could recover, the stall door was snatched open! There stood Alan wet, naked and obviously annoyed!!
"What the fuck are you doin in there?", he demanded! "My job!", I barked back. "I was just trying to fix this broken seat. Why?" "Cause, I was in here trying to shower." "And whose stopping you?" I tried to act nonchalant and professional but feared that my cock which was obviously peaked, would give Alan insight into why I was really there. Just standing that close to him, naked and dripping wet was more than any man should have to endure!! He was there within reach of me. Naked, wet and hung like a horse (as my grandmother would say)!! Oohh, if only I could.... "If only you could what?", he asked. Oh shit had I said that out loud?!! "Uuummm, If only I could (make this a good one) could....get back to my job!!!" Good save. I think. I looked at his facial expression as he looked me up "and" down. He smirked and turned and walked back to the showers. His ass bobbed with each step! Was he switching?? Damn, how I wanted to lick that ass!!!
I removed the seat which was broken, which "I" had just broken, and proceeded to exit the locker room. As I walked towards the door I happened to look in the mirror and saw Alan watching me walk away. I turned towards him and as I did, he turned away. I turned and proceeded to exit the locker room. As I walked away, I reflected, no not expressive enough; I bathed in the memory of Alan's wet naked body standing mere inches from me. The sight of his round healthy ass bouncing as he walked back to the showers, and how with each shift of his weight, that fat, long, veiny grandfather clock pendulum of a cock swung, to and fro. Oh, I couldn't wait to get home! I had to beat off and soon or my nut sack would burst!! Fuck it! I need to release NOW! I hurried into the deserted area behind the stage on the first floor of the Hall. I stood there in the dark and dropped my jeans and boxers, freeing my nine inches of rock hard flesh that needed to be pleased!
As my left hand cupped under my balls and began massaging, my right hand took firm hold of the shaft and began working it up and down. I added the sights and fantasies of Alan in the shower and within less than ten strokes cum and such orgasmic pleasure shot forth, I literally fell to my knees! After the shock waves subsided and I could stand again, I pulled my shorts and jeans back up over my still erect meat, and I washed away the cream of passion from the floor. As soon as I walked out of the darkness into the light, Alan bumped into me! "Damn, nigga don't you watch where you goin'?", he blurted at me! I stood looking at him, not knowing what to say. "What the fuck you doin in the dark anyway, beatin yo dick?" A long pause followed to which he smiled and added, "Damn, that's what you was doin' back in the dark there. You was beatin off! Damn!" Then he laughed. I became out raged and embarrassed and so I retorted, "I don't know what the fuck so funny to you. I saw you beatin your shit a few weeks ago in the shower. You was all weak kneed and shit, shaking like a little bitch!" We both stood there looking into each other's eyes, contemplating if this was worth throwing blows over. Alan began to walk away, "Fuck you bitch! Fuck you!" "Yeah I bet you'd like to fuck me, you queer!", I replied.
Alan was outraged!! "What the fuck did you call me? I know your little ass didn't call me a queer! I'll beat the livin shit out of you!!" I began to believe that he would! I started to fear for my safety. As he approached, I retreated. Step for step we moved in unison. "That's you your ass is afraid of me know you little bitch!" Alan jerked forward as if he was about to punch. His fake made me jump and throw my arms up in defense. Alan knew he had me. "Suck my dick bitch!" I was stunned and looked at him as if to say what was that? "I said suck my dick bitch! you either suck my dick or I'm gonna beat you til your mama can't recognize you!" Was he serious? I doubted it but was I going to take that chance? No! I asked, "What do you mean?", even though I knew full well what he wanted. "I want you to drop on your fucking knees and take my fucking dick in you mouth and I want you to suck on my dick until I cum in your fucking mouth bitch and then I want you to swallow every last drop!" I began to stutter, "Buuutt someone might see us..." "We ain't goin do it here. You comin back to my apt with me! So git yo shit and let's go!"
We arrived at Alan's apt. and no sooner as the door closed and locked his clothes began to hit the floor. First off went his tank top T-shirt. Then his shoes were kicked to a corner of the room, followed by his socks. The last thing were his Sweatpants. "Come over here and pull off my boxers!" He left the boxers for me. I approached and reached out for the elastic of the Tommy Hielfiger boxers. As soon as my hands touched the fabric, he pushed me back. "On your knees!" I complied without complaint. I knelt down and again reached for the elastic. This time when I made contact he raised his arms and as if to say Bring it on! I slowly pulled the boxers down. The first sight of his dark pubic bush sent my cock into spasms and it began to rise! I continued to pull them down slowly and carefully. I was savoring each and every delectable morsel of this chocolate god's body. Who knows when I'll get this close to another person again and especially one so beautiful!!
After a few inches of pulling, it finally was visible! His thick, huge, trunk sized cock! It was hanging there soft and yet it was still bigger than any cock I had ever seen in real life!! Just imagine, in mere seconds I will have this beautiful specimen in my mouth to pleasure! I was on the verge of creaming my jeans. I finally had pulled the boxers completely down. First his left foot, then the right as he stepped out of them. My eyes were glued to the movement of his cock and balls as they swung right before my eyes! "Nigga stop fucking staring and start sucking!" I looked up at his face and realized that behind those rough thuggish words was a nigga who wanted me just as much as I wanted him!
I reached up and took his ass cheeks in hand and began to massage them while my tongue began to lick around his bush and then in small circles along his thighs. His cock began to swell slowly, so I took the hint that it wanted some attention. I used my right hand to massage his balls as my left stayed firmly planted on his ass. When his cock had risen to a point where it was parallel to the floor, I opened wide my salivating mouth and moved forward. His hips also moved forward offering me more of his meat. It's salty taste was delicious and sweet to my taste buds! As my tongue licked circles around his massively engorged dome, his cock rose to full erection!! I damn near choked as it almost blocked off my air passage. His fucking dick was a good twelve inches give or take an inch and it felt damn near the same in girth!!! Like a greedy child slurping an ice cream sundae, I went to work!!
I had never sucked a cock this big before but I was on it like a pro! My hands were massaging his nuts, then his ass, back to the nuts, then stroking the shaft as my head bobbed. His constant and ever growing moans told me that he was clearly enjoying the sensation! Once in a while I would shift attention and slurp and lick all around his cantaloupe sized balls! After a few minutes of this, he grew weak in the knees, as that they buckled. he didn't fall but damn near. I stopped and motioned for him to sit on the couch. He backed up and plopped his heavy brown ass down on the cushions. Without warning or thought, I instinctively dived into his ass! I threw his legs up and pulled his body closer to me in a position where his cheeks were spread and his hole in plain view and accessible! From the first lick, his body shuddered like it was struck by lightning! "Oh! Fuck!! Damn that shit feels tight!!!" I then decided to turn the tables on this thuggish nigga.
I stopped everything and waited. After a second of not feeling any contact, Alan opened his eyes, "Yo homiee whasup? Why you stoppin?" "I want something from you." "Look bitch, I'm the one giving orders up in this peace not you! You just here to suck my dick!" "Fuck you! You just gonna have to beat my ass up! I ain't sucking nothin unless..." There was silence. I half way expected him to haul off and hit me but he looked puzzled rather than mad. "Unless what?", he asked. "Unless, you give me something in return!" "What the fuck??? I ain't sucking your dick!!" "Who said that's what I wanted?" "Well, what the fuck you want?" "Later, I ll tell you later but if you want me to continue, I need to know do we have a deal?" I could tell he was perplexed. He was asking himself what should I do?' I sat on the floor and seductively licked my lips. "Hell N_!" He began to say no but I leaned forward an inserted my tongue deep into his pucker hole! Shivers shot through his body and he clenched his sphincter around my tongue and began to rock his hips as if he were being fucked. That NO, quickly changed as he responded, "Hell N_, YEAH!! I'll do it, whatever you want I'll do it just don't stop! Oohhh!" He was mine to do with as I pleased! I continued to tongue fuck his ass as his hips continued to fuck back against the thrusts of my tongue! I then returned to his cock which had a glittering stream of pre-cum from slit to balls!
I took the whole of his cock (or as much as I could) deep into the swallows of my mouth! I began to bob my head again, while creating a vacuum of pressure, and tickling with my tongue. His hands locked tightly around my head as his hips now bucked upwards in terrific anticipation of my masterful sucking! "Ohhh shit! Baby I'mmm.." (Hey wait a minute he called me baby! Oh shit I have this nigga just where I want him!) "Ohhhh shit! baby I'mmm bout to, I'mmm bout tooo, uuuuhhh, bout to, ooohhh CUUMMMMMMM!!" Thick salty bursts of rich semen were propelled from Alan's monstrous sex canon!! I counted as I swallowed, three, four, five! Five hot and heavy blasts delighted the inners of my mouth and throat! As I licked the last of his cream, his legs and torso shivered like a drug addict going through with drawl! His cock fell against his belly as I let it fall from my mouth.
I stood and wiped the seminal evidence from my upper lip, as I looked down on this famous hoop star, now at my mercy! His eyes were closed and his head leaning back and slightly to the left of the couch. A smile of sheer and indescribable pleasure was beaming on his face. I stood there long enough to watch his cock soften and then rise again! All in all about twenty minutes. His eyes opened. "So what you want me to do?" Not sure how to reply, I swallowed a breath and answered, "Fuck me!"