Jock's Secret

[Davy]

i sat in my truck for a while. My hands were shaking, my breathing was beginning to fog up the windows as I sat parked in the empty parking lot across the street from the adult video store off the expressway. I'd just left the gym a few less than 30 minutes ago after 11 pm. I'd planned to come here, yet didn't seem to have the balls to step out of the car and go in. If my anyone saw me, the reputation I'd spent four years building as the straight, too cool track star/ running back would go down the drain. I didn't live in a small town but the city was small enough that word got around, and my all state accomplishments had made me somewhat of a mild celebrity, so I knew i couldn't risk too much. I drove around and parked my truck a couple blocks down and climbed out. I pulled the string on my basketball shorts, tightening them up, and pulled off my sweaty gym shirt and threw on a hoodie, pulled-up the hood, put on some sunglasses as I began a slight jog to the video store.

I'd known I was gay since kindergarten. I experienced my first crush on a boy when I was quite young, but when I told my Dad, he slapped me hard, so I learned not to bring such attractions up in general conversation. As time when by, and I got more and more into sports, and became increasingly fit, i knew it was prudent to remain 'in the closet'. I'd grown up looking good, also. At 5' 8", 165 pounds, a strong six pack and, thanks to the genes of black mother and half-Hispanic/half-Hawaiian Dad, I know I was cute as fuck. Still, no matter how many girls I made out with, pretended to fuck and dump, and how masculine and bro-ish I would come across, I couldn't deny the truth. I was one gay boy, who wanted to hook up with another gay guy.

Problem was this, every gay guy I met around school was too fem or too much of a girl for me, full of drama, wanting a relationship, or couldn't be trusted to keep a secret if his life depended on it. I just couldn't afford the risks of exposure. I'd received some invitations to hook-up from guys on Craigslist, but once I saw what their photographs, I couldn't bring myself to meet them. Which brought me to the video store.

I opened the door and walked-up quickly to the front desk. Once when standing in the lunch line, I had over-heard one gay guy telling his buddy how he got a great blowjob from a glory hole at the video store, and in hearing the story, I got so hard I nearly jizzed in my pants. So two weeks after my 18th birthday I was standing in front of a glass counter full of more lube than I'd ever seen in my life with a rather overweight tall Latino bear wearing a plaid button-up shirt and cowboy boots giving me an up down and sniff. "How much for the view?" I asked. I'd done a little research on-line, and didn't know if it was, strictly speaking, legal for me to be there, but at least I had picked up the lingo. "Nine dollars" said the heavy Mexican. I pulled out a twenty and waited for my change which I quickly accepted and put away, 'cause i didn't want him to see my hands shake. I walked behind the counter to a black door, stepped in, and shut the door behind myself.

In front of me was a dark hallway with a door at the end of it and another on the right at the end of the hallway. As I walked closer to the doors, I heard moaning from the door from the right. I opened it and saw a big screen tv playing straight porn. I looked at two rows of chairs facing the screen with about five guys in the room watching. They turned a looked at me. I got so spooked I quickly walked back from the door and proceeded to the quieter door. I opened it and made a left into another hallway. There was a series of small closet like doors on either side maybe about ten in total. Three guys were standing in the hall way, two were standing near an open closet door, and were quietly talking to each other, while, as I walked-in, the third guy quickly ducked into a closet. The two guys in the hallway looked at me, apparently sizing me up, so I quickly ducked into the second closet from the door.

Inside it smelled musty and I was nervous to touch the walls. There was a small foldable chair around the wall. I pulled it out and sat down rather hesitantly, trying not the think of what might be encrusted on the seat. Immediately I noticed two holes cut into the walls of the closet, so I took a discrete look through one of the holes, but saw only blackness. However, as I turned to look at the other opening, I was a bit startled to see two fingers poking out of the hole, beckoning me. As I turned around, the fingers disappeared from the opening, to be replaced by a pair of wet pink lips. The meaning was apparent. I slowly loosened the pull tie on my shorts, reached into my boxer briefs and heaved out my thick seven incher. I was always proud of my cock. I had often jacked off to myself in the mirror while staring at my own cock, but now I was waving the thick head at a pair of anonymous lips in a hole in the wall of a closet.

As the head of my cock drew near, the lips swallowed-up my head, and quickly the suction pulled me, inch by inch, into the recesses of the wet warm inside. I let out an involuntary moan, which was met with a corresponding from the guy on the other side of the wall. My legs shook as I watched myself seemingly from afar, gently rocking forward and back, as my cock, gradually and slowly hardening, slipped in and out of the wet and warm mouth, massaging my cock, and inviting me ever deeper. I steadied myself with my hands up against the wall as my cock hardened and grew. Eight and a half rock hard thick inches were now lodged in the guy's mouth. I looked up at the black ceiling, feeling chills of excitement and pleasure run through my legs, ass, balls and body as my crotch slapped the wall, my cock continuing to to disappear into the hole. Instinctively, I picked-up speed and could hear and feel the guy on the other side choking. The heat was building-up in the cubicle, so I unzipped my jacket and let out grunt.

I let my hands touch my body and tweek my nipples. enjoying it all. then suddenly, I felt the mouth pull off my cock. I waited and felt a hand wrap around my dick and direct it against something else. It took me a full five seconds to realize my cock was being swallowed-up into an ass. I felt the open hole slide itself down my cock. The ass hesitated, but continued to force itself down and even bounce a bit on my cock. My breathing got heavy. I was fucking a guy. Well, to be accurate, someone was fucking himself on my cock. My breath quickened and I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled out, pulled-up my shorts and made a run for it.

I ran like a bat out of hell from the video store, and when I reached the street, I made a turn around the corner, then down another street and into an alley where I paused to collect my thoughts (and adjust my clothing). Then, when in command of myself, I began the trek back to where I had parked my car, and as I walked around a dark corner, I heard a noise that made me jump. Standing in front of a non-descript door was a large shirtless Latino. He looked me over, and where i was headed, smiled wide and approached me. My 'flight or fight' reflex was kicking in, but the guy raised his hands over his head to gesture he was not planning to accost me, and in the process I noticed he was about two inches taller than my height, and although he didn't have my stomach, he had bigger arms and a bigger chest. In short, he was rather well built and smooth, although tatt'ed up. "Chill bro, chill," he said, "we all got needs." i relaxed a bit as he continued with a grin "I saw you run outta there pretty fast bro, you gotta be careful bro don't know what kinda guys are out there."

I paused, slightly confused, not knowing where to go next from here, so I just nodded in general agreement. "Chill bro, come on man, why don't you come inside my bar man. we'll pop open a few, you can tell me all about it." With that he turned around and walked back to the door through which he had apparently just passed. A very big part of me wanted to run, but I couldn't deny that his smooth Latin body, muscular arms and tattoos had me semi-erect, all over again. I followed him into the bar and where he handed me one of two beers he pulled from a fridge under the bar, keeping the second beer for himself. We drank, and he talked. And talked. And talked. He told me about how he'd been in juvi twice, how he had started his bar, how he had occasionally gone and gotten a blowjob at the video store, about his wife and that she had no clue that he loved fucking tight ass or, what suprised me, getting fucked in his ass. I stayed quiet the whole while but it was so relaxing and beers kept coming, so before I knew it the shirtless stud had his tattooed hand on my lower back and we were laughing talking about how he liked to ride a guy, when he surprised me and pressed his lips against mine in a no-holds-barred kiss. I grunted in surprise as he chewed on my lower lip and unzipped my jacket.

His lips moved to my neck and he nibbled softly making me gasp. his hand moved to my shorts feeling me up and I could feel him smile as he sucked down my chest and nibbled all the while. I let my head fall back as he slipped out of my shorts and quickly began to suck me deep into his throat. "FUUUUUCK," I exclaimed as he pulled-back up to the head of my cock and rubbed his lips around it and sucked it down again. He stripped off his jeans and I climbed up on the bar as I began to fuck his throat, muttering "Oh-fuck-oh-fuck-oh-fuck" over and over to the beat of his mouth as he swallowed me.

He pulled-off my cock to suck up my body and to my ear and he grabbed my thick cock and said "Fuck me, boy."

I flipped him over the bar as our lips met and my wet cock met his hole and began to apply pressure. He growled loud as i sunk in. He wrapped his legs around me and his muscular arms grabbed my chest as his head rolled back, grunting "YYYEAAAAHFUUUCKKKER!" as my balls finally hit his ass, "FUCK MY ASS FUCKER!"

So I did. I grabbed his giant shoulders and began to ram my dark cock into him. His light, hairless cream-colored ass spread around my cock as I picked up speed, slamming my cock into him. The whole while, he was growling to fuck him HARDER HARDER FUCKER HARDER FUCK ME. I was breathing like a dog, panting over his hot Latin body, fucking his ass, 'till suddenly I felt myself collapse on him as my cock began to shoot cum into his ass, which sucked-up my virgin load. I slipped out, still hard as hell, and he jumped down and began sucking my cock clean. My head spun as I watched him, and in fact the entire room was spinning when suddenly he pushed me up on the bar, standing between my legs.

I laughed, shaking my head, but he roughly began to press his raw cock into my ass. I started to shake but he was on me holding me down. I tried to extract myself from his grip, but as I opened my mouth to yell, but he pushed a rag into my mouth. The smell was so over-powering, in fact I had never before smelled anything like it. It was thick and heavy and warm and, within seconds, my head was spinning, my arms were flailing, weak and almost useless. i felt him push my legs apart on the bar and climb on top of me. I was so dizzy from being drunk and the smell and the fucking, that when I tried to speak, all that came out was a gutterall moan. I felt this guy's thick rod begin to press into me, as he admonished "Relay, boy." His words echoed in my head as his thick cock head was pressed up against my virgin hole. His tongue worked it way in my ear as he held my hands stretched-out. I felt my hole opening-up as he applied addition pressure to the intrusion. I could barely shake or resist. The head of his cock pressed against my hole again. and again and again, and my hole spread open, slowly at first, but I knew he would win. I looked-on as his head moved up and down, the muscles of his body working to control me, and simultaneously penetrate me, while he still held the rag against my mouth, which kept me dizzy, disorented and drunk. I could hear him growling and grunting as the head of his dick worked tirelessly to do to me what I had just done to him.

Then i felt the moment of truth: the head of his dick slipped in. I screamed into the rag, and in the process inhaled more of the warm fumes, which made my eyes roll back. He pulled his cock head out and pushed it in again. "Oh, yeah, boy. I'm gonna pop that cherry!"

I could all but hear the pop and feel my ass lips separating as he alternately withdrew and re-inserted himself, first his cock head, then the shaft. My cock was still hard as i tried to squeeze my ass cheeks to gether to push him out but he just shoved harder.

"ARRRRGGGGHHHH" he grunted as he looked up at the ceiling, pushing in with all his might, tirelessly pushing into my body. I screamed in response, but he pushed on until his balls were touching my cheeks. All seven inches of his thick, raw cock were lodged in my butt. I caught a glimpse of myself in a nearby mirror and watched him fuck me, his beautiful, raw muscles and ass squeezing as I counter-squeezed. I couldn't help it - it was unbelievably exciting, if painful. He caught me watching and started sucking on my neck. I was so hard I moaned and he picked up speed. His hands were all over my body, my ass, my cock, my chest, my shoulders and I began to return the favor. I was adjusting to the dizziness, and pleasure, not pain, was the order of the minute.

He noticed I was no longer fighting him, so he dropped the the rag and made out with me as he pounded my hole, every thrust knocking the air out of me.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK" I said as he pounded away.

"YEAHHH!" was his answer.

I watched the minutes tick by while he fucked me, ten, twenty, thirty minutes. He he never stopped. All resistance was gone, my ass existed to serve his dick, and I can honestly say the sensation was that he was fucking my cock from the inside.

"You're bleeding so bad, boy."

My reply was merely to grunt "FUUUUCK, don't stop!"

His speed picked up, he grabbed my shoulders, groaned and growled as I felt his cock repeatedly expand inside my ass, until finally he withdrew his thick cock from my hole. I lay there, unable to move, seemingly dead, from the orgasm that came from his pounding, and secondly, simply from the exhaustion that came from a day of monumental 'firsts'. I blacked out

When I came to I was seated in a small closet, and I could feel myself bouncing up and down. I looked behind me and felt big hairy hands holding my waist as my ass was being fucked. I was sitting in the lap of a fat stranger who was using my hole. He tweaked my nipples and I groaned, making another guy, who was sucking my dark cock, also moan. Two other shadows were naked and jacking off on my face, as one of them finally began to cum on me. I flailed and jumped off the cock and ran out of the video store, as it turned-out, but this time completely naked, straight for my truck. My ass screamed, my legs shook, my body ached smelled of all sorts of caked-on cum stains, but I ran. I got to my truck, but before I could retreat to the security of the locked door, a hand grabbed me, tripped me, and tossed me to the ground. It was the Latin guy from the bar. As I lay on the parking lot, next to my truck, looking up at him, he pulled-out his cell phone. I looked up and realized it was my phone, and a video was playing on it.

The image was dark, but I could make out the figures and faces, and, of course, the title Tight Jock Takes Anonymous Load, Part I. A video of me with some unknown guy, (with a running time of 26.42 minutes, to boot), had been loaded onto Xtube. The screen showed me sucking some thick cock all the while being fucked by who-knows-who. I watched as the Latin guy pulled-out his cock and his own cell phone, wagging them both in my face, saying "Come on, stud, you already know everyone's gonna know by to morrow."

I looked at the thick head of his cock. It was still red, probably with my blood. He put his cock back in his pants, lifted me to my feet, shoved me into my truck, saying we'd go to his place and fuck some more, that he loved watching my jock ass in all the games.

Edited June 25, 2013 by Hotload84

[knalldich]

NICE! REALLY FUCKING NICS!

thanks man