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Troy's Adventures: CH 1: BLOW OUT, Copyright 2013 Tripp Savidge. All rights are reserved. Do not duplicate or distribute in any form without express permission of the author.
Blow Out by Tripp Savidge
My life sucked. It had started with a major fight with my dad after chores - I think he truly hates me. I knew he was disappointed that I wasn't more like him but I didn't realize that he found my total existence to be an embarrassment. Then I had my session with coach before school and now P.E., and of course the required shower. The good part was since my mom convinced Coach to start my before school workouts, I had really filled out and was in pretty credible form. I had well defined muscles and even coach was proud of my progress. After two years I hoped so. Bad part was it hadn't stopped the bullying or teasing - and my dad still seemed to hate the sight of me.
As my mom put it, I was a late bloomer - so to my classmates I was always a scrawny, geeky farm boy ripe for abuse. Part of it was being in a small town with a class of less than a 100 kids. Didn't matter that I was now more fit than most of them and had finally grown to a decent 5'10". I had really hoped to hit 6' but with a dad who was 5'6" and mom at 5'2" guess that wasn't really likely. Oh and then I didn't look like other guys or take after my dad - thick muscled with a barrel chest and covered in hair, no I was 'pretty' in a redneck town where that was not cool. Not just a little pretty, but as I was frequently told - VERY pretty. Light blond curly hair, golden brown skin and light blue eyes - with features that made girls envious. Didn't matter that I was all muscle, no one could get past the rest.
Then there was my other challenge - Doc said I was blessed, I thought it was more of a curse. Last time, he even gave me a lecture on how not to hurt a girl and with my size how careful I'd have to be. I was so embarrassed! He even sent me off with sample packs of lube and condemns for the larger man. My dick was big, over 11" and thick. Some of the guys called me horse dick and teased that my mom must have been confused on which farm animal fathered me. I learned to be very careful and not expose myself if at all possible.
Yeah, life sucks. I'd had more than one girl decide she couldn't date me because she couldn't deal with a guy who was prettier and got more looks than she did. And the few that did and stayed around dropped me as soon as we got intimate. Well really, as soon as they saw or got an inkling of my dick. I thought things were going to be different with Janice and I had real trepidation when we got to the point where she wanted to see it. That ended badly. I was called an abomination and she never spoke to me again.
It didn't matter that I really would have preferred guys. Midwestern, Bible belt, redneck town, no - that was a sure way to end up beat up bad or dead. 'Gay' was just not accepted and if I didn't get roughed up enough by the rednecks, my dad would have finished me off. So mine was a life of seclusion, blending in and my own secret fantasies where no one could see.
Today my goal was to keep a really low profile, as was always my plan in the locker room. I had picked a locker away from all the jocks so when I came back from the shower, carefully wrapped in my towel it was a shock to see Jon and several of the football team all standing in front of my locker.
And of course it had to be Jon Babinez - without question the hottest, most attractive guy in the whole school. Compared to the rest of us, he was exotic. Standing there with his beautiful body exposed for the world to see - in black underwear that would have gotten me lynched. Somewhere between a thong and bikini briefs that left nothing to the imagination. And God! Did they look good on him - making his package bulge out and barely covering any of his ass. Jon had dark tanned skin, a thick mop of black hair, dark bedroom eyes, and long lashes and oh that body. He was really fit - more of a baseball build with magnificent pecs and arms, trim waist with washboard abs and a gorgeous butt - all accented with shiny black body hair. Not the curly kind, smooth and sleek that formed to his body making every curve stand out. And worst of all, he was also one of the nicest guys in our class, or at least he was to me.
I had to really focus on non-sexy thoughts. A hardon right now would be REALLY bad. Fortunately, Jon noticed where I was headed and actually moved his entourage out of the way.
"Hey Troy. Sorry, didn't mean to get in your way," He said giving me one of his glorious smiles. He patted me on the back as he walked by. I focused on what would happen if I got a boner right now and that quickly killed any sexy thoughts I was having.
That was it. It was over and done and I survived. I quickly dressed and moved on but Jon would forever be the star performer in my fantasies. And I took solace in reminding myself that we only had a few weeks left until graduation and then I could leave this place behind.
Today was supposed to be well over 100 degrees and since it was going to be so hot, Dad had given me and the hired hands the day off after morning chores. I was planning to stay inside and be as cool as possible so was getting a late shower. Dad had gone out shopping for a new tractor and mom was at work. I heard the front doorbell ringing over the shower and wondered who in hell would be coming to the house. We lived in the middle of nowhere - 2 miles to the next closest farm.
I did a quick dry off, pulled on a pair of workout shorts and headed to the front door. Very few people came to the front door, they always came through the kitchen, this was just weird. I went to the screen door looked out and my heart stopped. There stood Jon Babinez.
"Troy! Hi! I should have realized you lived here, guess I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry to bother you but could I use your phone? I know strange request - but I had a tire blow that put me in the ditch and well... guess I forgot to charge my phone last night." He said with an embarrassed grin. I hardly noticed the grin, I was stuck on the rest of him.
His hair had grown and now tumbled into his eyes (Coach would never have allowed that on one of his players), and he was wearing jeans and work boots and nothing else. The heat had already brought out a light sheen of sweat that made his muscled body look oiled. And the jeans... wow, the jeans looked painted on. Not sure how he got them so tight. And he was standing on my porch.
"Troy... you okay?"
"Sorry Jon, please come in. Phone is in the kitchen, I'll show you." I opened the door and ushered him through to the big farm kitchen. I showed him where the phone was and leaned against the wall while he made his call. Really weren't many choices in a small town, there was only one station with a tow truck so I guessed that's who he'd call.
"Troy... is it ok if they call me back in a few at this number?" Jon asked while holding the phone to his ear. "Jerry's out on another call and they have to call him to see when he can get out here."
"Sure, no problem." I said as I soaked up every bit of the view that was in front of me. I was trying really hard not to be obvious and kept glancing around, but there was no hope that my eyes wouldn't return to the beautiful man standing in my kitchen.
"Thanks Marge. Yeah, I'll wait for your call - appreciate the help." He said as he ended the call. "Sorry again for bothering you. Marge said it should just be a couple minutes till she calls back."
"Jon, tell me it wasn't your RX-8 that you ditched. That'd be a crime." Jon had a lovingly maintained black RX-8 that he kept in pristine condition. It sort of went with the whole dark, hot stud look...
"No, No. It's my dad's truck. It's a beater that I was taking into town to pick up some stuff at the mill."
"I'm sure that's a relief. Can I get you a soda or ice water while you wait? Do you need to call your folks or anyone else?" I asked.
"A coke would be great and no, no one else to call. Mom and Dad are both at work so I don't want to bother them. Your parents around?"
"No, Dad went on a new tractor search so won't be back till late and moms at the school, she works in the office, even during the summer." I handed him the coke and got lost for a moment in his smile and those bedroom eyes until the phone rang. I answered and knew it was for Jon as soon as I heard Marge on the other end.
"For you" I said, handing him the phone. I moved back over to lean against the wall and watched Jon some more while he took the call. He wasn't talking much and started to pace. It was a great view of his ass, accentuated by the really tight button-fly jeans. On the return pace, I got to look at his beautiful chest, abs and a very nice bulge, pushing the buttons on those same jeans. He paused and leaned back against the desk, spreading his legs just a little. I was mesmerized. I had fantasized so many times about this guy and he was giving a boatload of new views for my fantasy tonight.
I realized I had probably been staring for a while and glanced up to see him smiling at me - with a somewhat strange expression on his face as he spoke to Marge. I glanced around and then returned my attention, just briefly, to his crotch and about choked. He had a major hardon, very clear through those tight jeans, extending right down his thigh.
"Thanks Marge, no I understand it's the best you can do. No problem - I'll figure something out till then. Thanks. Yeah... Bye." He ended the call and looked up at me - directly into my eyes with the sexiest look I had ever seen on a guy. In about two strides, he had his body pressed against mine - pinning me to the wall - his lips fractions of an inch away from mine. I could feel the heat of his breath before he closed the gap and kissed me, slowly. Taking my upper lip between his and pulling it then running his tongue along my lips before pulling back.
"Fuck Troy. I thought they were just kidding, you know... being sarcastic... but damn!" he said as he reached down and grabbed my cock.
I hadn't realized... and it hadn't occurred to me that I had gotten really hard admiring him and with only thin gym shorts... well you get the picture.
"I thought you might have noticed me," Jon said. "I mean a few times I caught you looking at me. The same way I looked at you when I didn't think you'd catch me. But wow! Standing there a few feet away and watching you, the expression on your face. Then that boner. Troy, you can't tell me you aren't interested."
I stood there dumbfounded. I didn't know what to say or how to respond. The man of my wet dreams was pressed against me with his hand on my cock - telling me he had been watching 'me'! Fortunately, Jon wasn't expecting an immediate volley of words because his mouth was on mine and words really weren't an option. After several minutes I was so light headed I thought I might pass out - but Jon still held me against the wall and pulled back just enough to whisper in my ear.
"They can't come get the truck for several hours. Said to call back this afternoon and they might give me more specifics. You think you have some time we could burn?"
"Ummm. Sure, what did you have in mind?" as soon as the words were out of my mouth I felt like a fool. But Jon just kept moving on.
"I was thinking maybe we'd start by me licking your beautiful blond body from head to toe, getting you nice and wet. Then maybe you could get my hole ready because I really... really... really want you inside me." He whispered, biting and licking at my ear.
I thought I was a goner right then. This gorgeous hot guy wanted me, the monstrosity and abomination inside his luscious ass. I could just die! I thought to myself. My body was moving before my mind even caught up. I took Jon's hand and led him to my bedroom.
He unlaced his boots and kicked them off while I cleared the bed and he was getting ready to unbutton his pants before I grabbed his hands. "No, please, let me," I said guiding him back to the bed.
Jon lay back on the bed and I crawled up beside him and began kissing his face, those beautiful eyes, his nose, cheeks already rough with stubble, the full lips, his neck... then I started again, this time veering off to work on his ear, using my tongue, my teeth... while my hands explored his muscled chest. My roving hands found his nipples, very hard, very sensitive - so I teased them while I worked on his ear, making his body writhe. I decided to focus my kisses on those nipples and had just managed to get one firmly in my mouth when Jon rolled me over and planted his mouth firmly on mine. Then his tongue drove into my mouth like he was fucking me with it. It was so freaking hot!
"Now it's my turn" He whispered, his hot breath sending chills down my spine. "I have been lusting after this beautiful body for months and I didn't even know what a glorious treasure you were hiding. Thinking you were out of my reach and now to think we wasted all that time. I plan to explore every inch and you're going to fucking let me!" I was almost breathless from the kisses and the attention. He not only kissed my face like I had kissed his but I think he fucked my ear with his tongue... not sure how else to describe it but at some point I started moaning... which just seemed to make him even more intent on his work. While his tongue worked me over, his hands caressed, pulled, poked, and prodded... making me squirm against him. Then when he latched on to my nipple - not really a better way to put it - I thought I'd shoot my load right then. I was so horny and so wet. My shorts were practically stuck to my body.
I twisted and rolled and managed to get back on top of Jon. He had the most glorious, sexy expression on his face. Total fucking lust and passion and it was for me. I was in heaven. I grabbed both of his hard nipples and pinched, leaning forward to give him the same kind of savage, fucking kiss he had given me. He wiggled and bucked and pulled my tongue into his mouth like there was no tomorrow.
I gradually pulled back and started running my hands over his chest and down those glorious abs, feeling the hair that all seemed to point into the top of those jeans. They had to come off and now. I ran my tongue down the center of this abs, following the crease, explored his belly button, then followed that sleek black hair down to the first button. I unfastened it slowly then buried my face in his groin, kissing and sucking at the skin, gradually unbuttoning the next button and moving my mouth lower.
God! He wasn't wearing underwear! I realized as I reached his silky black bush. I buried my face in his bush as I opened the last button, taking in his glorious musky scent. His cock was held securely by his jeans, pinning it against his leg. I let my tongue find the root and that slight indentation where it met his bush and explored, licking, sucking, and inhaling. He was lifting his ass offering up his crotch to my tender care. I slid my hands down his hips, squeezing and caressing as I pulled the jeans away from my goal. Damn they were tight. I sat back and focused on pulling off his jeans in earnest. I had to start at his feet and he leaned up and did his best to help me get them off quickly.
I sat back and enjoyed the view. He was perfection. His legs were now spread around me, his glorious cock standing straight up begging for my attention, nested in a beautifully black silky bush on top of plump, ripe balls. The beautiful 'V' of his body, with full crotch, and thick powerful thighs splayed wide had me in visual ecstasy. His cock may not have been as large as mine, but it was beautiful, straight, and smooth, with a nice head, prominent ridge and a steady stream of tasty pre-cum running down the full length. He was probably between seven and eight inches -to me ideal, fully suckable and fuckable.
"Please Troy, don't stop."
I pulled off my own shorts then leaned forward putting my full body against his and kissed him slowly and passionately. Without skipping a beat, I moved down his body and zeroed in on his cock. At first slowly and gently lapping up every bit of pre-cum he could give me. When his cock and balls were licked completely clean, I reached my arms under his thighs - holding them tightly I went down on the head of his cock and sucked with everything I had. I wanted every bit of his hot juice. He squirmed and twisted but I had him held firmly and there was no where he could go.
"Troy! Troy! Slow down or you'll make me cum... it's too soon and you're so good. I can't last if you keep this up," Jon begged.
"It'll take the edge off so we can enjoy more. You telling me you won't get hard again?" I teased.
"Please Troy, I'm not ready... too soon."
I took pity on him for a bit and made love to his hard cock, sucking licking, tickling, interspersing licks and sucking on his balls and inner thighs. Jon continued writhe in my arms, pushing his crotch further in the air. I slid my body up, moving my arms a bit so he folded - bringing his knees up to his chest.
Fuck! He was glorious! His hole was now in plain view and the curve of his ass, highlighted by the sleek black hair. So round, so perfect. His hole was so pink, so perfect, so inviting. I began licking the sensitive area between his balls and his hole, giving it my full attention while I caressed his inner thighs.
Jon was making the most wonderful sounds... spurring me on. I moved ever so gently to his hole, tentative at first and then with more fervor. Jon started to moan as I worked his hole, licking, poking, and exploring him with my tongue. I was in heaven.
But still being human I knew I couldn't last long myself. This was too much, I was too close to the edge I had to do something or I'd just shoot my wad on the bed and I wanted it to be in his mouth or ass, not wasted.
I gave his hole a couple final thrusts and moved back up to his balls and cock. Then I sucked and licked for all I was worth. Moving my arms to hold him tight, taking in that sweet velvety cock all the way to the base. Burying my nose in his bush, taking in the scent of him, the feel of him in my mouth and I worked it. He began humping my mouth, groaning and I knew I had him. His body was moving faster and I could tell by the sounds that he was really close. His cock was so hard. I released my hold on his legs and ran my hands up his stomach to his chest, finding those hard nipples - pinching and caressing as I worked his cock and then I felt it, the subtle change in his thrusts and his breathing - and that cock erupted deep in my mouth giving me one explosion after another of his sweet, salty cream. I sucked and swallowed trying to make sure not a single drop escaped. When he finished he pulled me up to his lips and held me tight.
"God Troy that was the best fucking blowjob I have had in my life!"
"Want me to do it again?"
"No you don't. I have other plans," He responded as he pushed me over to my back. In no time, he had me totally enthralled as his hands and lips explored my body, kissing, licking, and caressing. Then he moved down my body, first my stomach then full attention on my now engorged cock. "Fuck. That is the biggest cock I have ever seen."
"It's ok Jon, you don't have to - I know it's a bit big..."
"Troy, Troy, Troy, you really don't get it do you? I was very serious when I said I wanted you." He then put his mouth over the head of my cock and started sucking pulling as much of me in as he could manage.
Damn, I was impressed - he got a lot more in his mouth and throat than I thought was possible. Then one hand started stroking the shaft that he couldn't fit in his mouth and his other hand found my balls and started fondling and squeezing. It felt so good. I didn't think anyone would ever do this for me and now it was happening and it was Jon doing it.
He interrupted my thoughts as he lifted my legs and pulled my ass into the air - making me feel very exposed as my legs splayed wide. Jon started licking down the shaft of my cock, then moved to my balls. It was wonderful and I didn't want him to stop then he moved to my ass and found my hole. Damn, I never knew it could feel so good, if I thought the ball licking was awesome, this was mind blowing. I couldn't think as he worked on me.
"Troy I can't wait any longer." He lowered my legs, gave my cock a couple of licks and sucked it into his mouth again before he moved up and straddled my stomach. "I want you inside me Troy."
I looked up at that beautiful body, and decided that for as much as my life had sucked up to this point, today made it all worthwhile.
"We need some lube - it's in the drawer if you'll let me grab it..." I said pointing to the nightstand. "There are condoms too if you want to grab those."
Jon leaned down and gave me a tongue probing kiss before moving to reach the night stand. "Lube yes, condom - no way. I want to feel every inch of your glorious cock. And for some reason I don't think you've been getting a lot of traffic so I think we're safe." The smile on his face melted me into a puddle of compliance. I'd pretty much do whatever he wanted. When he pulled out the samples of lube, he gave me a strange expression but moved right on, applying one to his hole and then a second to my cock, working it from head to base. He even took a couple extras and put by the pillow. "Just in case," he said.
"Might be best if you slid down on me... I don't want to hurt you."
Jon moved back to straddle me, leaned in and gave me the most tender kiss and then started rubbing my cock against his hole. I could feel his ass muscles and his hole tightening and releasing as he played with me, poking the head against his hole. After a few tries, I felt the head slide in and then out again. Jon kept working it and I was in again but this time farther. It was so hot, and so tight - better than I ever imagined. He kept moving slowly, taking a little more of me each time. I was so lost in the sensation I didn't realize he'd managed to take me all in until he started sliding up and down. The look on his face was pure bliss and he was moaning with each thrust.
I was still really afraid of hurting him so I let him do all the moving but was starting to think I would not last very long at this rate. The sensations were just too much, not to mention the view of that dark tanned gorgeous body sliding up and down on my cock.
"Troy, you feel so good inside me. So big, filling me up. I think we can change positions now." Jon said as he slid off me and laid back on the bed pulling his knees up to his chest. "Come on Troy, you want to fuck me don't you?"
That was as much invitation as I needed. I moved him to the edge of the bed and put the head of my cock to his wet hole. I pushed very gently and let him slide back on me, almost sucking my cock into that glorious man hole. It only took a few times of him moving back on me until I picked up the rhythm and started fucking him, thrusting in and out, trying to match his rhythm.
"Harder Troy, fuck me harder." He had grabbed my ass and was pulling me deeper and faster into that glorious hole. All rational thought was gone and it couldn't have been more than seconds before I felt the orgasm beginning to build. I looked down at that hot body and his very hard cock bouncing with each thrust.
"That's it Troy, deeper, faster!" He encouraged.
I exploded inside that hot ass of his - blowing a load that seemed to go on forever. Jon pulled me tight against his ass, flexing and tightening his hole coaxing the last bit out of me. I pulled out and collapsed on the bed beside him trying to catch my breath and slow my racing heart. He turned to me and placed a hand on my stomach.
"You okay Troy?"
"I will be if you do me one little favor," I said looking into those dark eyes.
"What's that?" Jon asked with a skeptical look on his face.
"Fuck my ass. I know you're hard again and it's the one fantasy I had left of you - watching you drive your cock into my ass and filling me up."
Jon didn't say a word - simply jumped up and adjusted me at the edge of the bed so my hole was lined up for the fuck of my life. He then grabbed those extra lubes and got his dick ready then started fingering my ass.
"You sure Troy? You seem pretty tight to me." There was a real look of concern on Jon's face that made me even more determined.
"Absolutely. Just tell me what to do."
He smiled and leaned forward kissing me again as his finger opened my hole. Just relax, take deep breaths then tighten and release your ass against my finger. With a little coaxing and more coaching we got up to three fingers before Jon put his cock to my hole.
At this point I was so hot for him, I didn't care if it hurt I just wanted him. Fortunately for me I had worried for nothing by the time his cock was buried deep inside of my body it was only pleasure. I watched that gorgeous chest and his abs as he flexed and moved driving in and out of my hole. His hot body pressed tightly against mine. The fuck frenzy that was in his eyes as he got closer to climaxing, the way he started biting his lower lips and closed his eyes... I started clenching and tightening on his cock trying to move my body to complement his thrusts. And then it happened, he shot his load inside me on a thrust so hard I thought he would go right through me. Then he followed with rapid fucks that hit something inside me causing waves of glorious pleasure.
Wow. Today was definitely a day of new and marvelous discoveries. I really didn't know what could top this or even how I'd ever come close to repeating it but it was fucking awesome. Jon gently pulled out moving up beside me hugging me close.
We got cleaned up, got some lunch and spent a few hours just talking. Jon was going to State in the fall and was determined to convince me to transfer from Lutheran - said his dad had connections and could help. It was too late to change for this fall but perhaps spring. Jon was convinced I'd hate it at the local college and that they'd suck what remaining soul I had right out of me - too much like our high school he said. "And no place for a gay guy," he insisted. I must say it sounded exciting - a major university in the city, cheaper too. I had the grades and the scores. The challenge would be convincing my parents. But the thought of escaping, of being close to Jon, of being able to be me. It was all a bit heady.
We sat by the truck waiting for the tow truck to arrive. I'd given Jon a ride over and would take him home once they were done.
"So you doing anything Friday?" Jon asked as he rubbed my leg.
"No, not much of a social life," I responded. My heart was beating faster, hoping but not sure where he was going.
"Thought maybe I could introduce you to some of my friends. No, don't freak, cool friends who know what I like... we could go into the city see a movie, have some fun?"
"I'd really like that, but what do I tell my folks?"
"Guys night out. They don't need to know we're all gay. Though I do have one condition... when I introduce you, would you be ok if I said we were together... you know, no poaching?"
"Huh? Sorry Jon, but you lost me. I'd love it if you said we were a couple but the rest went right over my head."
"Guys and I have a code. When you're 'with' someone, no one else poaches or makes a move on your guy - he is totally off limits. Sorry Troy but you're just too much of a temptation and I really don't want to share you with anyone." He said putting his hand to my chin and turning my face so he was looking me squarely in the eye. "And one more thing, your magnificent cock is our secret. You go blabbing about that and there will be total 'fucking' chaos. Deal?"
"Deal." The look on his face was so serious I really wanted to break out laughing but knew that would not be good. I was thrilled with that arrangement - as far as I was concerned there was no man who could compete with Jon and I wouldn't have it any other way.
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