This is part 7 of the Wrestling Tournament Locker Room Adventures. Please let me know what you think, your feedback is important to me. My e-mail is vostock2@hotmail.com and I always like to hear from fans, or people with some constructive criticism. Please check the request at the bottom of the page, I need some assistance with the next chapter and I'm hoping that a knowledgeable reader will be able to assist me.
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Jimmy's look of astonishment soon turned to a look of delight as he hopped my SUV. He had an excited grin on his face, a change from his usual stern demeanor. After my surprising hook-up with him at the wrestling tournament, we had corresponded by e-mail a few times, but my attempts to connect with him had fallen through, until this chance encounter.
"Sorry about that Steve" apologized Jimmy, as he settled into his seat and we drove down the street, "I thought it was so asshole being pushy, and I don't let people push me around" He leaned over and kissed me, "I hope you're not mad?"
I kissed him back and ruffled his hair. "You're too cute to get mad at" I assured him. I would come to realize that Jimmy cultivated the tough-guy/loner image, always walking around with a chip on his shoulder, locking horns with anyone who crossed his path. It was a good cover for a gay teen, after all, in the teenage mind, tough guys were never gay, and you would think twice about saying anything around a guy with a short temper. But beneath the tough exterior was a very lonely kid, so afraid he would be rejected that he shunned everyone.
I pulled into a fast food drive-thru to grab a coffee, and a soda for Jimmy, then I drove up to the parking lot of a department store, so that we could talk. It was late and there weren't many cars in the lot, so I drove to the far end, where it was dark and no one would really notice us. The snow was falling quite heavily now, and soon the car windows were covered, giving us an extra layer of privacy.
"Did you come out here searching for me?" he said, reaching out to stroke my thigh.
"I was on a business trip" I lied, "It was just a stroke of luck that I ran into you". I always maintain discretion, and never discuss my trysts with anyone else, besides Kevin would kill me if I told anyone.
"Well it is good to see a friendly face" he said as he leaned over to kiss me.. He kissed me deeply, his tongue forcing itself into my mouth, his strong arms wrapped around me. This was more like it, a man who knew how to show affection. As physically pleasurable as my encounters with Kevin were, his aloofness and constant insistence that he wasn't queer could be a bit annoying. It was so good to be with a guy who was willing to show some passion and would do anything to ensure his partner's pleasure.
I had the heat cranked up in the car, so there was no danger of us getting cold, and I began to unzip his jacket. He was wearing a uniform shirt from Ace Hardware, which turned out to be where he had a part time job.
"Ace Hardware" I mused, "How hard are your wares?
Jimmy chuckled at my little joke, "Very hard, and you should see the tools we carry"
I ran my hands up under his shirt, feeling his rippling abs, and rock hard body. Jimmy was not beefy like Kevin, but his body was unbelievably cut and hard, the rewards of many wrestling practices. I began to peel off his clothes, like the layers of an orange, I knew there would be something very sweet underneath.
Once I had his shirt off, I let my tongue trace a lazy trail up and down his chest. Jimmy's murmurs of delight told me he approved of this course of action. At the same time Jimmy was unbuttoning my shirt, running the palms of his hands up and down my chest. I laid back and enjoyed the attention, while I cupped his butt cheeks under his Dockers.
"That feels good Jimmy, you know what you're doing" I murmured blissfully.
"I'm not too experienced, not as experienced as I'd like to be" he wryly commented.
"I don't believe it, handsome young stud like you, inexperienced" I said playfully?
"I've got a reputation to protect" he said
While we had been talking, I had undone his belt, unbuttoned his pants, unzipped his zipper, and started to pull his pants down.
"You don't wait long" he joked, as he shifted his weight to allow me to pull his pants right down. The cramped confines of the back seat made it a bit tricky, but it also heightened the excitement.
Jimmy quickly got down to work and stripped off my pants and underwear, and soon he was swallowing my thick cock, while I just laid back and enjoyed it.
Jimmy may not have been that experienced, but he definitely knew what he was doing, as he slurped up and down my cock. He expertly used his tongue around my foreskin, which brought waves of exquisite pleasure to me. I luxuriated in this bliss for a while, it was nice to be serviced by a willing young man, unlike when I was with Kevin and everything was done for his pleasure.
"Fuck, Jimmy" I groaned in ecstasy, "That is fantastic" Jimmy continued with his ministrations, but in the dim light I saw him wink at me, and he murmured his thanks, sending pleasurable vibrations through my cock. I reached up and massaged his broad shoulders, marveling at the firmness of his muscles as I kneaded the flesh. Gradually I worked my way down his back, under the waistband of his plaid boxers, to his beautiful buns. Like the rest of Jimmy, they were smooth and very firm, you could have bounced a quarter off them. My finger darted into his hairless crack, briefly teasing Jimmy's tight hole, which elicited some surprised grunts from Jimmy.
His pucker seemed very tight, I wondered if he was a virgin back there? I pulled his head off my cock and pulled up, face to face.
"So tough guy" I said coyly, "Want to go for a ride?"
"Where are we going to go", Jimmy asked in a somewhat puzzled voice?
"We're going to stay here," I said with a smile on my face," but I thought maybe you'd like to take a little ride, on my cock!"
Jimmy pulled back, his face a mixture of shock and fear, but I noticed his cock was still hard. "You want me to what" he said in a shaky voice?
This was the critical moment, I had to "close the deal", make him want it, and make sure he didn't back out if the going got rough. I kissed him lightly on the lips, and let my fingers gently trace his pecs. "I want us to really get into it Jimmy, I want us to do what men do, I want you to show me how tough you are. I'm going to grease you up, and you're going to sit that sweet ass of yours on my cock, and then you're going to ride it, up and down, to give us both a good time"
Jimmy still looked pretty shocked, but his cock was still hard, so he wasn't totally disinterested. "I don't know Steve, he said hesitantly, I've only ever been fucked twice, and those guys sure weren't as big as you"
I was intrigued to find out that Jimmy had already been fucked, since he had told me that he wasn't out to anyone and didn't have a lot of sexual outlets. Jimmy explained the first time had been a few years ago, with a neighborhood friend, when they had been swimming at the friends house, and they had swiped some Jack Daniels from the liquor cabinet, so their inhibitions were relaxed and they could get a little wild. When they had been getting changed they had compared the size of each other's cock, which led to comparisons of each other's hardon with the loser sucking off the winner, and the afternoon was capped off with brief attempt at buttfucking. As Jimmy told the story, I could tell he had very fond memories of that day, as he should. It was great for young men to explore their bodies, to see how it all worked, without any hassles or guilt.
Jimmy's other buttfucking experience had come the previous year, he had gone to a wrestling camp at State University, and there he had been seduced by a college aged wrestler who was coaching the clinic. As Jimmy told it, he had a fantastic body, but a very small cock, so the fucking had been relatively uncomplicated for him, although the guy had whimpered and complained the whole time Jimmy had fucked him with his thick 6 incher. Jimmy was worried that my thick 8 inches was going to do some serious damage.
I pulled him close and we kissed for a while, then I whispered gently in his ear and tried to explain how I would take good care of him, and how I was sure he was more than tough enough to take me in him. While we were doing this, I continued to tease his pucker with my finger, and gradually he loosened up a bit and I was able to ease it past the guardian ring and into him. Jimmy didn't protest, so I probed deeper and wiggled my finger a bit. We lay there peacefully for a while, then Jimmy rose up, kissed me on the forehead and simply said "Okay"
I reached for my workout bag, and retrieved the tube of lube that Kevin had refused to use. I smeared some of my fingers and started teasing Jimmy's hole again. I probed him vigorously, opening his hole and preparing him for what was to come. I knew it would be difficult for him, some guys take to fucking very easily, while others can't hack it, no matter how much lube and preparation you use. One of the important things to do, is to stroke the guy's ego, as well as his cock. You have to talk to the guy and convince him how good it is, what a stud he is, and how he is the best fuck you've had. Being a typical guy, once you have built him up like that, he won't stop or back out and lose face with you. One finger quickly became two, then three, with no discomfort other than a grunt of surprise when finger 3 joined the first 2. Soon Jimmy was squirming around on my fingers and his kisses increased in intensity. He pulled back and nodded-it was time.
I was sitting on the back seat with my legs spread, and Jimmy was straddling me, while he leaned back with his elbows on the front seats. I positioned my cock and nodded for him to proceed. Jimmy slowly lowered himself down, and the head of my cock kissed his pucker, but then he paused as the gate would not open for the intruder. I coaxed him along and told him to bear down and go for it. He gritted his teeth and lowered himself down, and I broke through the barrier and popped in about an inch. Jimmy's eyes flew open, and he groaned loudly, but I grabbed his hips and encouraged him to breathe deeply and push out, to make the intrusion less uncomfortable
"Breathe deep stud, you can do it" I cooed. "Push out like you're taking a shit"
Jimmy gasped and grunted incoherently, and I watched his face contort as he tried to relax and take more of my cock into him. He was exquisitely tight, as I fully expected he would be, and because he was facing me, I got to watch the muscles of his torso flex and ripple as he strained to accept the thick piece of flesh into his ass. Jimmy was all jock and all man, and he never complained or tried to back off, he would ease another inch of cock into his ass, rest for 30 seconds, then ease another inch of cock in. Slowly but surely, Jimmy's ass enveloped my cock in its warm embrace, and let me tell you, Jimmy had a fine ass. With a final grunt, Jimmy traveled the last inch, and I was fully and completely in him. I hugged him close to me, and we kissed deeply. When we came up for air, I asked him how he was doing.
Sweat was dripping off him, and his breath was coming in ragged gasps, "It's okay" he whispered, "It hurts but it's sort of feels good. If I keep breathing in deep it feels okay" He looked at me in a bewildered sort of way, as if he could not really comprehend the feelings that were surging through his body.
I rubbed his shoulders and kissed him deeply, and reassured him that I understood the strange feelings he was experiencing. We maintained our position like this for several minutes, and I gradually felt Jimmy's ass loosening up a bit. He was still very tight, but he was relaxing enough that I felt we were ready for the next level. I gripped his hips and raised him up a bit, then pulled him back down on my cock. As my cock moved through his ass channel, I felt the head bump against his prostate which caused a yelp of surprise from Jimmy. We rested a moment and then repeated the process, and then again, and again. Very soon Jimmy was taking control, and speeding the pace of the thrusts, as he surpassed the discomfort and only felt the pleasure. Jimmy put his muscles to good use, and soon he was pistoning up and down my cock, every single stroke hammering his prostate. His eyes were closed, his head thrown back, every muscle in his body was taut and bulging, he was soaked in sweat, his mouth hung open as he sucked in lungfuls of air; the only sounds he made were gasps and grunts as he diligently fucked himself onto my swollen pole. It was so good and so wonderful, I just sat back and enjoyed it, enjoyed the fantastic sensations that coursed through my body, and marveled at Jimmy's beauty, strength and stamina.
As always, I felt myself reaching the brink of orgasm far too soon, and I wanted Jimmy to join me there. His cock was sticking straight out from his groin, waving about as he moved up and down, so I reached out and grabbed it.
"Having fun Jimmy?" I asked breathlessly, as I began to stroke his steel hard rod.
Jimmy wasn't in any shape for deep conversations or witty repartee, he was focused on his mission-pounding his jock bod onto my cock. His reply was an "Oh yeah" which escaped his mouth as half sob and half groan.
"Time to wind it up Jimmy," I whispered as my hand quickened its pace on his cock, " I want to see you blast your load, I want you to put all your energy and all your focus into cumming, cumming harder than you've ever come before." Jimmy murmured his acknowledgement and ground his ass on my cock.
It happened so suddenly, I was shocked, even though I was expecting it. Jimmy's practically screamed as the first spurt of semen shot forth from his cock and onto my stomach, and then another and another and another. Jimmy was shuddering and shaking, and his love chute was spasming, which effectively milked my cock and brought me off. The car was shaking from our frantic fucking, and the our grunts and groans echoed in the confined space.
Jimmy just couldn't take it anymore, and he fell forward onto me, shaking like a leaf and whispering his thanks.
"Thank you, Steve, thank you so much" he said, practically weeping with joy.
"I didn't think it would be good, I didn't think I could do it"
"You gotta have faith in yourself, Jimmy" I whispered into his ear, as I stroked his hair. "I knew you'd be man enough to take it, I only do it with guys I know are tough enough to take it"
"It hurt a bit" he explained," but mostly I just felt really full, and you kept rubbing a spot that was really sensitive"
We lay there, cuddling and enjoying a few moments of post coital bliss. My cock softened and popped out of Jimmy's tight butt, causing a groan of frustration from the young wrestler. Jimmy turned and look at the dashboard clock.
"I wish we could stay like this" he pouted, "but it is getting late, and I've got to get home"
I gave him a kiss and told him I understood, and assured him this was only the first of many meetings we would have.
It was a little awkward getting dressed in the back seat, in the dark, but we made ourselves presentable and climbed back into the front seat. I turned the wipers on to clear the snow which was falling harder than ever, and we drove out of the lot. Jimmy had a dreamy smile on his face as he gave me directions to his house. We made some idle chat about stuff, and I asked if his team was going to the Glenfield Academy Wrestling Tournament, which seemed to amuse Jimmy.
"Your kidding, Jefferson High invited to the Glenfield Tournament? The Glenfield Tournament is for the best teams in the state, not shitty teams like ours" he explained. He looked at me with amusement and said "I know why your asking about Glenfield, you're still stalking Kevin Waldron from Greenville?"
"I'm not stalking him" I replied with as much indignation as I could muster.
"I admire him, and his skills, but I'm not stalking him"
Jimmy just laughed. "Admire his skills, you're admiring his body"
I chuckled, "Well his body is definitely admirable" I said, as we turned onto Jimmy's street.
"You can admire it all you want", Jimmy said, "but you can never have it, you can never touch it"
I smiled inwardly, "Oh Jimmy," I though to myself, "How wrong you are, I've touched it on many occasions, and I will touch it again and again."
We pulled up in front of Jimmy's house, and I leaned over to kiss him goodnight, but he pushed me back.
"Whoa Steve, not here" he said with alarm, "this is my neighborhood, and I've got a reputation to uphold"
I apologized, and he got out of the truck. He stood there for a moment and then turned back to me.
"Thanks for tonight, it was fantastic, will we do it again?" he asked shyly.
"You can count on it" I assured him.
He flashed me a grin of delight. "Thanks man, next time I'll be fucking you!"
" I sure hope so" I replied.
We said our goodnights and I drove off into the snowy night.
I definitely did plan on hooking up with Jimmy again, but first I would be taking a little trip next week, down to Glenfield, to watch some wrestling, and my favorite wrestler.
End of Part 7
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