The Taming of the Jock

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THE TAMING OF THE JOCK

By Colton Aalto

CHAPTER THREE

After inviting Tyhcinn to my parents' lake house over Memorial Day, I spent much of the ensuing two weeks fantasizing about how good his mouth would feel on my cock. Fuck. According to Lang, Melissa's cousin had described my old buddy as a world class cocksucker. I was ready to have my cock sucked by a guy, and if Tyhcinn was that guy, great. Why mess around with a dude who didn't know what he was doing? I planned for my cock to be serviced by an expert mouth.

In the back of my mind, however, I kept thinking that what would really feel great would be Tyhcinn's big black lips sucking on my cock while I played with my asshole. The Coke bottle I'd shoved in my hole had been merely the first of several objects that I'd auditioned. So far, my experiments hadn't included a dildo, mainly because I no idea how to get one. I mean, I could order one online, but when it arrived at my house, my mom would certainly open the package. Nonstarter. And I didn't figure a 17-year-old high school kid could get into a porn shop to buy one. Anyway, I wasn't certain I was ready to have something shaped like a dick in my hole. I tried all sorts of things instead. My favorite was a bottle with a long, tapered neck.

But as awesome as it would feel to play with my hole while Tyhcinn sucked my cock, I couldn't figure out a way to make it happen that wasn't hugely embarrassing. I wasn't about to let Tyhcinn know I stuck bottles up my butt, and I didn't plan to let him know I stuck my fingers up there either. And no way would I ask him to play with my hole and stick a finger in me.

My fixation with getting my cock sucked, and visions of my spit-soaked cock slipping into Tyhcinn's mouth, meant that my usual pattern of beating off two or three times a day ramped up to more like four or five times. In part, the change was a consequence of having more time to focus on my cock and fantasize about Tyhcinn's wet mouth smothering it. Baseball was over and school classes were in a holding pattern. The teachers knew better than to try to get any work out of graduating seniors.

Memorial Day weekend arrived and I was riding high. I was a couple of weeks from graduating from high school and our baseball team had pulled off the improbable by winning the state championship the weekend before. We did another shirtless celebration after winning it all, much to the amusement of the media and fans, and to the consternation of our Coach and the team we beat.

I didn't have another career game like I had in the first game of the playoffs, but because I had almost singlehandedly won that game against Jason Palmer, the best pitcher in the state, I was named to the all-tournament team. On the strength of that game, I made most of the all-state teams, too. To top it off, the coach of the baseball team at the college I would be attending in the fall unexpectedly called and said he had a scholarship for me. Hell yes! My dad was thrilled and I floated on the ceiling for days.

Life was sweet, and I was so close to getting my first blow job from another guy that I could taste it. Actually, it was Tyhcinn who would be tasting it.

Although it was incredibly difficult, I intentionally didn't whack off during the last couple of days before the weekend. I wanted to be insanely horny when Tyhcinn wrapped his big black lips around my manhood and took me to heaven. The only problem was that by letting my ball juice build up so much, I worried that I might cum too quickly. But hey, I had a three-day weekend alone with Tyhcinn, and I planned on jizzing Tyhcinn's hungry mouth the entire time.

I debated how to bring up the issue of Tyhcinn's cocksucking abilities with him in a tactful manner. If nothing else worked, I resolved to repeat Lang's story about Tyhcinn sucking off most of the freshman dorm at Summit Heights College and threaten to expose him. But I was hoping that I wouldn't have to shoot all my ammunition.

My plan was to rip my shirt off the moment we got to the lake. What gay boy would be able to resist my awesome chest and abs? If Tyhcinn needed a little nudge, I'd get him drunk and stoned and then bemoan how horny I was because the baseball playoffs and final exams left no time to fuck my girlfriend. A couple of crotch grabs would bring home the point. If none of that broke the ice, I'd recite Lang's story and confront the geek. I was prepared to force the fucker if I had to. If he still didn't submit for some bizarre reason, I'd explain that I would have to let everyone in the school know about his shameful secret unless he was willing to use his mouth on my cock. Use it on my cock all weekend long.

Tyhcinn would be putty in my hands. The nerd would be swallowing my cum for three straight days, although maybe `straight' wasn't the right word to describe what I had planned. Oh, yeah, swallowing. I wasn't settling for him blowing me and then pulling off at the last minute or, worse yet, spitting my jizz out of his mouth. No, I wanted the dude to swallow my spunk, lick his lips and tell me how wonderful it tasted. And if the fucker knew what was good for him, he'd be begging me for seconds, thirds, etc.

Tyhcinn and I cut out early on Friday before Memorial Day because we had only half day of classes. It was scorching hot, at least for late May. I drove up to the cabin, and as soon as we arrived, Tyhcinn proposed that we hop in the lake. I knew the water would be freezing, but I went along with the geek's plan. It was a good excuse to forget my shirt and let Tyhcinn admire my ripped muscles.

"Nobody's around," Tyhcinn noted after we had unpacked and walked down to the small wooden pier jutting into the lake that my dad had built. "Let's just skinny dip. That way we don't have worry about wet swimsuits."

I was surprised at Tyhcinn's bold suggestion but didn't let on, instead shrugging and saying, "Sure." Moments later he dropped his clothes and I followed suit.

Fuck, this was turning out better than I expected. Tyhcinn was such a hungry slut that he had us naked already. The dude wanted me. He fucking wanted me bad.

As we got ready to jump into the water, I got a look at Tyhcinn's cock. I was surprised by its size. The fucker was hung. I couldn't remember the last time I saw him naked, but it had to have been at least four years – if I ever had seen him naked. When we used to do sleepovers in middle school, we always slept in boxer shorts.

What Tyhcinn was sporting would do nothing to undermine the stereotype of black dudes being huge. His donkey dong was a thick, midnight-black slab of meat that looked like it might be puffed up a little. It looked even bigger hanging between his skinny legs.

For two weeks, I had been thinking of Tyhcinn as a cocksucker whose main attribute was his wet mouth. But now it occurred to me that if Tyhcinn was gay, he'd probably get stiff when he sucked me off. Damn. Seeing his big black fuck pole fully hard would be hot. What would be even better would be knowing I was causing Tyhcinn's monster erection because he was dying to suck me off.

As I feared, the lake was freezing. The cold water practically took my breath away, and we spent little time in water before hustling out and frantically dashing for our towels.

For me, drying off was a ritual. When I showered in the high school locker room, I had a set pattern. I toweled my hair a long time, making sure dudes could check out my body – and my junk – without fear of me catching them. Once my hair was mostly dry, I'd quickly run my towel over my skin, and then drape it over my shoulders rather than wrapping it around my waist. I wanted the goods to be on full display, my pecs and awesome abs perched above my cock and my huge, smooth balls. My balls inevitably hung low, although with the lake's cold water temperature, they were threatening to abandon me just when I needed them to look enticing to Tyhcinn.

I was going through my typical pattern, shivering from the cold water but enjoying the hot sun and toweling my surfer-shag blond hair, when I felt Tyhcinn grab my towel from behind me. He sounded downright sultry as he purred, "Lemme dry you off."

Holy fuck! Straight high school boys did not dry off their buds. Fuck, even gay high school boys did not dry off their buds for fear of being labelled weird. I should never have worried about coming up with a plan to get Tyhcinn to suck my dick. The dude would be making a pass at me and begging me to let him mouth my cock. I'd toy with him a bit, forcing him to admit how much he wanted me. We'd be spending a lot of time together over the weekend, just like middle school. But this time, the boy was gonna be my personal cocksucker. His big black lips would be wrapped around my fuck stick constantly, and his mouth would be my personal cumdump. He was gonna suck down gallons of my spunk, all the while sporting a big black boner that showed how turned on he was to be servicing my jock cock.

Tyhcinn took his time, drying my back and legs, brushing the towel across my chest and abs and then softly toweling my cock and balls and between my legs. Fucking A! I closed my eyes, enjoying the sun heating my skin. Anticipating Tyhcinn's warm mouth closing on it, my cock began to swell. Three days without cumming made it unstoppable.

"Damn, dude, looks like you got a problem," Tyhcinn said, snapping me out of my daze. I opened my eyes to see him smiling and watching my dick with a knowing grin. "I figure a stud jock like you gets all the sex he needs from hungry bitches, but I could help you out if you want," he offered. I couldn't believe how things were falling perfectly into place.

"Yeah?" I queried, my tone of voice implying I was slightly surprised at Tyhcinn. Surprised, but not rejecting his offer.

"Yeah," Tyhcinn confirmed, without showing any hesitation or embarrassment. The dude was a gay slut. I was certain he had `helped out' guys before. His slender hand closed around my dick and squeezed softly, once, twice, three times. My prick responded happily by lurching as it rapidly hardened. "It's the least I can do since you invited me up here, which means you won't have girls taking care of your cock this weekend. You prolly have girls lined up wanting to suck your dick."

Not exactly, but I wasn't admitting that to Tyhcinn. "Eh, you know," I shrugged.

The next thing Tyhcinn said was music to my ears. "I'd do that. I mean, suck your dick. As long as you don't mind a nerd blowing you."

Fucking A! I had worried that I wouldn't be able to get my cock in Tyhcinn's mouth until getting him drunk after dinner and even then I might have to threaten him. But here he was, 20 minutes after we arrived, standing on our dock stark naked, holding my throbbing cock in his hand and offering to suck me off. Things couldn't be developing any better.

"You'd do that?" I asked, knowing the answer. I wanted to hear him say he wanted me.

Tyhcinn smiled, his white teeth dazzling against his black skin. "For an old bud, yeah," he replied. "Been kinda hoping for this opportunity for a long time. All the way back to middle school."

Yep, Tyhcinn was gay. "You should have said something," I replied. Of course, if Tyhcinn had come on to me in middle school, I would have freaked out. If he had come on to me at any time before the last couple of months, I would have freaked out. But everything changed when I accepted that I was gay and heard Lang's story about Tyhcinn's cocksucking talents.

"Well, I'm saying something now," Tyhcinn replied. "You want me to suck you off right here? I will, you know."

Fuck, the dude was horny for me. I stared at Tyhcinn as he felt up my cock. "Lemme make you feel real good, dude. Reeaal good," Tyhcinn purred. I held my breath as he dropped to his knees, smiling the entire time. I watched in amazement as my old bud opened his mouth really wide... and put my cock inside it.

"Uhh!" I moaned as Tyhcinn's warm, wet mouth closed on my cock. He didn't start sucking, but the heat from his mouth was making my cock surge and pulse.

I was in heaven. Tyhcinn was going down on me after begging to suck my cock. It was even better than I had imagined because he was blowing me outdoors. The warm sun and slight breeze felt wonderful on my bare skin. I constantly fantasized about doing it outside and here I was, getting my maiden blow job from a guy under the bright blue sky. Fuck. I'd make Tyhcinn suck me off outdoors all weekend.

Tyhcinn licked the underside of my boner, and he began to slide his velvet smooth mouth back and forth on my dick. He grabbed my big, hairless ball sac with one hand and massaged my balls before pulling off my cock and saying, "Damn, dude. Your balls are huge and they feel like they are about to explode with cum."

I gazed down at Tyhcinn. My stiff white shaft was resting on his face as he tongued the bottom of it. But below Tyhcinn's chest was his huge black boner, sticking straight up with, if I wasn't mistaken, a blob of pre-cum oozing from his piss slit. The fucker was leaky and hung like a horse. Below his dick was a smooth ball sac that looked bigger than mine.

I wanted a closer look at Tyhcinn's impressive junk, but at that moment he closed his mouth on my cock and began to suck as his head bobbed back and forth. I moaned, closing my eyes but still visualizing Tyhcinn's junk. I had plenty of time to see it up close, because Tyhcinn didn't seem to have a problem running around naked, and he'd be sucking my dick for three solid days.

My dream daze was interrupted when I heard a car door slam in the distance. I couldn't see anyone at the nearby cabins, but we had taken a chance by skinny dipping in broad daylight when people at the cabins or in boats on the lake could see us. Not that skinny dipping was all that rare at the lake. As tempting as it was to get a blow job from Tyhcinn in public, I figured we better get some privacy.

"Let's take it inside," I suggested. My jutting cock made me do something I never did in the locker room – wrap my towel around my waist – as we walked to the cabin.

We were barely inside when Tyhcinn ripped my towel off and dropped to his knees again. He gave me a big smile and licked his lips as he stared at my cock. The black boy ran his hands up my legs and across my abs, then closed on the base of my cock and my big, dangling, low hangers. Time seemed to stop as he brought his mouth closer and closer to my dick.

Tyhcinn's pink tongue appeared and he pushed it forward until it connected with the head of my cock. Three days of pent up ball juice, the anticipation of a blow job and the preview of coming attractions that Tyhcinn had given me on the dock were making my cock pre-cum like crazy. Tyhcinn spread my pre-cum over the head of my cock and then licked it into his mouth. I stood frozen, mesmerized by the scene.

Instead of swallowing my cock, Tyhcinn dropped down to my big balls and licked them, eventually taking them into his mouth one at a time. He nuzzled between my legs, my balls resting on his face.

"You shouldn't have started turning me down when I invited you for sleepovers, stud," Tyhcinn said. "We could have been doing this all through high school. Instead you waited until the last couple of weeks of school. I would have sucked you off whenever you wanted."

Damn. Missed opportunities. I thought of the gallons of jizz that I had pumped onto my abs during four years of high school. I could have shot all that spunk into Tyhcinn's warm mouth.

Tyhcinn got to his feet and guided me to the kitchen table. "I want to suck you off right, dude," he said. "I'm going to give you the best damn blow job you've ever had." That wouldn't be hard, because the blow jobs I had enjoyed to date came from high school girls who hadn't a clue about what to do around a jock's hard dick. A mouth job from any guy, but particularly from a guy who knew what he was doing, would automatically be better than any I had experienced so far.

Tyhcinn put me on my back on the table and said, "Pull your legs up so I can get your balls warmed up. Cumming is a hundred times better when your nuts are hot. Warm `em up, get your ball juice ready to shoot, and shooting a load is incredible."

I hadn't heard that before, but if it made an orgasm better, I was all over it. I grabbed my knees and rolled them up to my head. Tyhcinn dove onto my balls, churning them in his hands and mouth. His tongue was everywhere, licking below my balls and even touching my anus once or twice. His thin fingers were massaging the sensitive area below my balls, all the way to my hole, but they felt great. The anticipation of getting my cock down his throat again was driving me wild.

Tyhcinn began licking and mouthing my dick, but kept alternating between my balls and my cock, each time taking a bit more of my cock into his mouth. After the long build up, he completely deep throated me just as I felt him slide one of his long, slender fingers into my asshole.

My eyes went wide, but Tyhcinn was watching me and dropped my cock long enough to purr, "Dude, I told you that you were about to get your best blow job ever. Relax and enjoy it. I'm gonna take you to heaven. I know just the spot to drive you wild."

We both knew the spot and Tyhcinn was working it hard with his finger. As much as I was put off by Tyhcinn playing with my asshole, his finger felt so good inside me that there was no way I was telling him to stop. Not when I had fallen in love with having my own fingers inside my hole. And not when I had been thinking that playing with my ass during Tyhcinn's blow job would be incredible.

I was helpless and delirious as Tyhcinn continued to suck my cock with his wet, warm mouth. I offered no resistance as he slipped a second and then a third finger inside me. Fuck, he might have had four fingers in me. All I knew was that the dude knew how to work a cock and knew how to work a prostate. I was going wild.

Tyhcinn somehow detected exactly how far he could push me before I came. He continually edged me to the brink of a climax only to back off, returning to eat my balls or lick my tits rather than deep throating my throbbing cock. All the while he played with my ass and tickled my prostate with his fingers. I was panting and sweating and begging him to get me off. But he kept smiling at me with his maddening grin and telling me to relax and enjoy it. I was certainly enjoying it, but how the hell did he expect me to relax when I was so horny I was out of my mind?

I still don't exactly know what happened next. I had my eyes closed and was moaning as Tyhcinn worked my cock when I felt Tyhcinn's mouth leave my dick, to be replaced by his hand. Tyhcinn pulled his fingers out of my ass, but something else was sliding in. Something big. Whatever was in my ass plunged all the way inside me, stretching my hole to the max and filling me in an instant.

Fuck! It was Tyhcinn's cock!

My eyes flew open and I saw a big smile on Tyhcinn's face. "Yeah, baby, you're gonna get that blow job, but first you're gonna get something better. My cock all the way up your ass."

Fuck! No way! Tyhcinn was not fucking my ass. Except, he was. I could feel his kinky pubes tickling my butt cheeks. As wonderful as his fingers felt inside my hole, his cock was ten times better. In moments, Tyhcinn was pulling his cock almost all the way out of my hole and slipping back into me. His fist was sliding up and down on my wet, slippery cock. He wasn't working me real fast, which would have brought me off in seconds, but slowly, keeping me on the edge of a climax. I was helpless, unable to do anything other than moan and let the amazing sensations in my ass and cock overwhelm me.

My mind was racing. I was getting fucked. A dude had his cock buried in my hole. Not just any dude and not just any cock. Tyhcinn's big black cock was all the way inside me.

This wasn't right. I was a jock. Jocks didn't get fucked. Especially not by nerds. Except, I was getting fucked by a nerd, fucked hard, and I had never felt anything so good. Tyhcinn pulled all the way out of my hole and slammed back inside me, making me gasp. I was a quivering mess, helpless as he fisted and fucked me.

I don't recall how long Tyhcinn fucked me. It felt both endless and too quick. Between his rock hard rod in my ass and his hands controlling my cock and balls, I was totally at his mercy. He toyed with my dick, edging me as he pounded my ass faster and harder. His steel shaft felt amazing inside me.

I closed my eyes, groaning, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," over and over. I didn't realize it until later, but I began adding, "my ass" after every other "oh fuck." Tyhcinn's hand stopped pumping my cock, prolonging the time until I could nut. Funny thing was that I was less focused on my cock than my ass. I had never felt hornier.

Tyhcinn stabbed my hole with his cock in a series of rapid-fire, staccato thrusts and froze, his dick all the way inside my ass. Seconds later, he busted his nut in my hole, and moments after that, he brought me off with a couple of rapid strokes of his hand. A dozen volleys of pent-up cum rocketed from my cock across my chest and abs. The flood of sticky, white cum ropes covered my chest, and at least one or two thick strands of splooge had shot over my shoulder onto my mom's table. Two or three big blobs of jizz even landed on my face, forcing me keep my eyes closed to avoid getting spunk in them.

I gradually caught my breath, stunned by the intensity of my orgasm. Damn. I was ready to go again.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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