My HS Jock calls out of nowhere

[Guest ATLSexyGuy]

My sexy af cousin Clay came into the apartment around noon. He was spent. He had not even changed out of his practice swimsuit, but threw a hoody on and jumped in his car. He dove for me on the couch with only my cum and sweat stained jock on. He shoved his hand down my abs into the front cupping my balls and searching for my hole. He said he had tons to tell me about practice, Coach Jeff smacked his nude ass in the shower as he walked by, and whispered to Clay “I’m full of Jack’s cum!” He dozed off as he pointed to a message he took.

While I was out being a sub bboy for all of BZ, a guy I knew from high school had called. He was actually my ‘little brother’ in high school as I was 2 years older. He was all kinds of hot. Michael was tall and lanky, a mixture of Asian, white, Native American or Latino and gorgeous. He was the youngest of 5 boys and didn’t have much except hand me downs, and a lot of grief from his older bros. 

He was a natural athlete, playing basketball, football, running track, and he surfed/swam/hiked for fun. I was so sad when I left him for college that all I did was study, run, lift, and swim. By the time winter break had come along, I was looking sexy. I was 19, a college man, and was excited to see my friends—especially Michael. He wasn’t a letter writer. And we had spoken once or twice, but I told him I’d meet him at our party spot at the end of the beach road with the gang.

When I got there no one was there. It was pretty late so I figured my young mates had a curfew, but when I pulled into the beach overlook, there was Michael leaning up against a tree and shivering. He saw my car and ran to it, Jumping in and grabbing me for a bear hug. He said some of the others went on ahead and he stayed to wait for me. As he didn’t have his own car. I held onto him for a bit ‘to help warm him up’ and he turned up the heat in the car. We sat there awkwardly at first, then I reached in the glove box and pulled out my pipe and torch. We sat there and got nice and spun when he noticed it was almost 2.

I said I need to get home and that I would drop him off, but tonight he offered for me to crash at his place. His Mom and brothers were away, and he was alone. He was never alone in the house. When we got to the big, beat up house Michael and I headed for the den. He had turned up the heat, drank some G and flew in the clouds, and lost his shirt, jeans and boots and was wearing some CK boxer briefs. I shucked my hoody and sneakers as we flopped onto the couch and flicked on the TV. Michael told me to lose the jeans, so I did, to reveal a tiny N2N bikini.

He laughed at first then pointed that I was giving his physique some competition. The DVD was playing some bi MMF swinger porn, and we laughed and pointed. The movie turned a bit as the women fell back and it was just men on men action in a big play space. He said “What the fuck? Speedo dudes with bikini tan lines. Those guys aren’t bi. They gotta be gay!” We got silent as we tried to rub our stiffening cocks, without letting the other see, and my red bikini was nearly see thru from my drooling cock.

I had lost myself in the video and watched 3 sexy jocks with tiny Speedo tan lines go for it. I had slipped my hand into the bikini and was grabbing at my meat without really stroking it. My wet and see thru bikini was sliding down my thighs, and I was almost openly stroking when I noticed he had stopped and was staring at me. He said “Dude, you look like one of these guys. You into this stuff?” I stopped and pulled up my bikini and turned away saying it was a hot scene. “Yeah, but you have those ball hugger briefs and even the bikini tan lines. You go to the beach in a Speedo. You’re a fag!?”

I bolted from the house with my clothes in my hand and not looking back. I never called or spoke to Michael again, but I always wondered what happened to him. I stayed in So. Cal and never bothered to look him up when I went home, but here he had called and asked that I call him at his hotel.

I took a swig of G and grabbed my phone, asked to be connected to room 2669, and he answered. “Hey Michael, it’s Jack.”

He stumbled at first, then said hey and spoke about nothing. Family, weather, etc. Then I was silent and asked, “Michael, what’s going on? Why are you calling?” “Dude, I am flying through LA, had a layover, and thought I would say hey!” His hotel was fairly close and asked to meet me for a drink.

I reluctantly agreed. Initially, I didn’t care what I looked like, but I do live in boys town, so I put on some white Universal Gym Shorts, my same worn out jock strap, a V neck Black T-shirt and black ball cap. When I got there I planned to say ‘Yes, Michael, your former high school big brother and best friend is a cock loving, cum drinking, muscle worshipping fag!” and walk out.

I walked in and he was to the side reading a magazine in the gay bar. He looked up, smiled, and I melted. He looked even hotter than before. It had been five years, but he was still fit, bulked up, but his dimples and smile said that maybe I should hear him out. He went in for a hug and I stood there and he said “I’m not letting go until you hug me back!” I did, and we sat and he said he wanted to apologize to me. He freaked out when he saw me looking like and at the dudes in the porno, that I was wearing the gear we used to tease fags for wearing, and that it had all turned him on.

Michael apologized because he is a faggot just like me, but he wasn’t ready to admit it then. I looked at him in disbelief as he leaned in and kissed me on the lips. Then he chuckled and asked “what the fuck are you wearing? Are you walking the strip for cash?” I laughed and said I wanted him to know “I was a full fledged cock-sucker.” “That isn’t how to prove it to me, babe!” He kept kissing me in the bar, and he was all hands. I grabbed him and told him to come on!

He was in town for a personal training class, and that some of the other trainers were trying to do some modeling, go-go dancing, etc. I told him he ought to meet my neighbor Danny. He is a scout and that he had the build Danny seeks, plus, I get a recruiter fee. He looked interested, “Yeah, I get a piece of fetish gear for every piece of ass I introduce to him” He slid behind me and used his rough worn fingers to find my hole in my jock. He slid two digits in and looked and nodded “Yu are a wild fag aren’t you, babe?”

We walked over to the ABS with porn, lubes, etc. and he said ‘Come on, show me where to go!” as he pushed me to the back. He paid our admission to the arcade and we went in. There were 20 or so booths around the edges of the room with a center row. “What makes you think I want to play around with you?” I asked, and he took my shorts, pulled them to the floor in front of 20 or so other guys. He pulled off his shirt, and showed his ripped perfect pecs and abs, put his cap on backward, and dropped his jeans to the floor. He was bulging out of a Cocksox bikini, nearly nude, hard and got down on his knees to suck me. 

I shed my shirt, but kept on my jock as it was filled with loads. I wanted it to get raunchier. He sucked me deep in the middle of the arcade and guys were watching, stroking, rubbing his pecs and arms. This totally hot dude came from behind and slid his muscled sweaty body against me with his hard cock immediately teasing my raw hole. The tall blond from behind whispered, “Don’t you remember me, Jack, I’m your classmate...Michael's bro Matthew.” As he started to enter me and piston fuck me. I could hear this deep moaning and realized it was me getting ready to shoot into Michael as Matthew, bred my hole deep.” I started shooting into Michael’s mouth. He pulled up and stopped his orgasm.

Michael and Matthew and I grabbed some Gatorade for a g-tail, partially dressed, and left the arcade and went back to their hotel. Matthew was also a personal trainer, and looked hotter than ever. While they shared the same parents, they had markedly different features. Matthew was Sandy Blond, built shorter and more stocky. He had been a defensive linesman on our football team, and Mathew was a tight end.

 

[SlampaBay]

I tight end eh? Not too tight I bet

[Guest ATLSexyGuy]

we shall see... I think he may b a total top except when spun up

 

[SoCalHole]

Fucking HOT!!  I hope you have many hot SPINS with those brothers

[TustinBB]

Damn good.   Please more!