When I go jogging...
Usually, every Saturday, I go jogging at about 6 A.M. Seeing people when I go jogging certainly is a rare feat. One Saturday, I was jogging with a black tank top and light grey sweatpants on. I had just got done jogging 2 miles and was heading back. My neighbor was usually up at that point and every now on then we would talk a bit before I headed to work. I stopped by his house right as he stepped out the door. It was kind of foggy so I couldn’t see much. I could hear him walk down his steps and the sidewalk towards me. He picked up the newspaper and then we started talking about the weather, and he started talking about how his son was struggling in school. I was 26 at that point and graduated college last year, while my neighbor was 36 and had a 17 year old son. I offered to help tutor his son and he graciously accepted. He invited me in and I sat down at the table with his son. It was over math, which I was good at, but maybe not the best choice.
30 minutes later...
His son checked his phone.
“Ah shit dad I gotta go! I’m late for work!” He said as he dashed out the door.
“Language!” His dad yelled back.
I grinned and looked at my neighbor.
For roughly two minutes, my face went blank as there was a unnecessary silence that filled the air...
“So, I guess I better get going...” I said.
“Are you sure you don’t want to stay a little longer for some coffee or tea?” He asked.
“I guess I could stay for a little longer...” I said as I looked down at my watch.
He was silent in the kitchen and it didn’t take long before he walked back to the table holding two glasses of tea. We talked a bit longer and then I was about ready to head out. I was about to stand up and say goodbye, but he dropped his teaspoon under the table and ducked down to grab it. All of a sudden I felt a hand rubbing at my crotch. I jerked up and looked down to see his extended hand reaching to where I was just sitting.
“What the fuck dude!” I yelled. “I’m not gay and I don’t swing that way.”
I tried to stay calm and took a deep breath. He just stood up and looked at me. His eyes faltered and he blushed and looked down.
“I just thought...maybe that you...and me...could be a thing...” he said quietly.
He seemed on the verge of tears, as if it was a heartbreak. I walked him over to the couch and we both sat down. He looked at me, his eyes glassy and his skin fire truck red.
“Look...” I said. “I get it, I do. You like me and you tried to make the first move, but I’m sorry dude, I’m not gay and even if I was, that isn’t a way of telling someone you like them...”
His skin somehow got even redder. He looked at me and his eyes dropped down and he walked to the door.
“I won’t ask you to stay anymore, so you can leave if you want,” he said.
His face was full of embarrassment and depression. I walked over to the door and walked him back to the couch. We both sat down.
“Maybe if we talked about it, it might help some?” I said.
He nodded and then took a deep breath.
“The reason I feel the way I do,” he staggered,” is because you are the kindest, most sympathetic, and hottest guy I have ever met...” he said.
My face turned a little red when he said that, but I tried to keep a straight face.
“But it’s not just about that.” He continued. “You understand me and I can’t help but feel it towards you.” He said.
His eyes filled with tears again and I put my right arm around him and my left hand on his left shoulder to comfort him.
“Hey,hey,” I said. “It’s okay. You aren’t the first guy who has said that and from my record, I doubt you will be the last.”
I half chuckled and continued on. We locked eyes and stayed there for a while. The silence was almost suffocating and my heart rate was starting to pick up. My body started tingling and I felt butterflies in my stomach. Come on, I didn’t like him, did I? I wasn’t gay, was I? I made the first move. I leaned in and our lips connected as we shared a kiss. It was magical and the best I had ever had. I pulled away and his eyes glinted and his face in a state of shock. I was in awe at my own actions. He looked back at me and launched back at me as we kissed roughly this time. 5 minutes passed and things started to get frisky. He stuck his hand under my tank top and rubbed his hands across my abs. He pulled away this time and started kissing my neck. He took one hand and rubbed it through my thick hair. I felt my shirt slowly being slided up across my chest up to my shoulders. I pulled away from his lips long enough to take off my shirt and then we continued. His hands glided across my upper body and stroked my chest softly. I made the next move. He was wearing basketball shorts, so it was very easy. I shoved my hands down his boxers and grabbed his dick. He stopped and just looked at me. I shoved the back of his head back to my lips and slowly rubbed his shaft. He grabbed my sweatpants waistband and pushed them down to my ankles. I always freeball in the morning. He wrapped his hands tightly around the base of my shaft and slowly slid his hands up and down the throbbing flesh. His lips slowly glided from my lips down my chest and to my pubes.
I felt a sudden bolt of electric as his lips brushed the hair. Something came over me and I shoved his head down on my penis. His lips made a tight ring around my shaft and massaged the pulsating veins.
7 minutes of oral later...
He reached into his basketball shorts pocket and pulled out a silver wrapper. I glared at him and he gave me a small nod. I pulled him up to his feet and yanked his shorts off, along with his plaid boxers. His bubble butt was visible and all I could do was sit there. I quickly but carefully unpackaged the condom. He grabbed it and pinched the tip and rubbed it down my cock. Even that felt so damn good. He looked at me and held my penis as he guided it up his rectum. The warmth instantly put me in ecstasy. He swiftly rode me, his moans masking the sound of the heavy breathing. He was so fucking tight that it didn’t take me long. He said he wanted to taste it, so I yanked off the condom and laid him on his back and left his head hanging off the couch. I shoved my cock down his throat and could see it in his adam’s apple. I fucked his throat shortly until I hit the climax. I was going to take it out, but he held it there and I busted while still in his mouth. I felt him swallow every drop and he let go. I slowly slid out and looked at him. He stood up and pushed my face towards his. We vigorously kissed for nearly 12 minutes. Then we grabbed our clothes and went upstairs and laid naked in his bed and covered up. We soon fell asleep. I woke up to his son turn on the lights and and look at us. Without thinking, I jumped out of the bed and then remembered I was naked. I quickly grabbed my clothes and ran out.
I should go jogging more often, because now me and my neighbor are official.
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The camper
Me and my friend, Mike, has just arrived at the campsite. I got out and told Mike to go ahead and set the camper up, I needed to take a shower. I went into the bathroom and rinsed out the shampoo when I heard a knock at the door.
“Come in!”
Marcus walked in and pissed in the toilet. We didn’t care if we were nude, we are guys. He walked out and I was getting finished drying off. I walked out and went in my room. I was about to put on some briefs when he pushed me on the bed. Mike took his briefs off and got on top of me.
“Dude get the hell off!” I yelled.
I pushed him off and got off my bed. I ushered him out of my room and locked the door behind him. He kept knocking at my door so I opened it to where he could only see me. He looked at me, at a loss of words.
“Dude, that’s not okay!” I yelled. “You’re my best friend! I can’t have sex with you! And I am sorry if you feel that way towards me, but I don’t feel the same...”
He nodded and walked off. I got dressed and the day passed without us talking to each other. I layed in my bed in just my briefs, thinking. I dozed off after 10:50. I woke up after I had a dream about me getting a blowjob from my ex boyfriend(I was bisexual). I looked up and saw Mike giving my semihard dick head. I pushed him full force off of me and just looked at him. I quickly went soft again.
“I thought we settled this!” I yelled. “I was going to put all this in the past!”
I looked at Mike’s half naked body. I didn’t realize how hot he was until now. He had a pink and white tank top on, covering his chest. His large muscles were visible from the armholes. His brown hair was pushed to one side, his blond tips shining in the moonlight. His muscular legs bulged out. His curved 7” dick erected from between his legs with grape sized balls. I slowly forgave him in the silence. I stood up and walked up towards him. His softening dick touched my completely soft one. I looked him in the eyes and made a brave decision. I grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him. His eyes sparked with shock before he closed his eyes and kissed me back. It was magical. It was like fireworks exploded inside my heart. I pulled away and he slowly opened his eyes. He looked at me and kissed me again. This time, his hands explored over my six pack and over my pecs. He put his hand around my neck and held me there. I let go and pulled away from his grip. My dick was handing out of the brief hole so I stuffed it back in. He was barely hard with his sticking out. He looked at me sadly and I rolled my eyes. I yanked off mine and his briefs and pushed him against the bed.
“Smaller one gets fucked...” I whispered, knowing that my dick was bigger.
He turned around and looked at me. His eyes twinkled in the moonlight. I pushed him across the bed, laying on top of his naked body. He rolled over and was on top of me. He kissed me and starting massaging our cocks together. He pulled away and looked at my dick, then back at me. I slightly nodded. He moved down the bed and was face to tip with my dick. I held my cock up and forced his head all the way down to my balls. He started choking when 6/9 inches were in. I forced him all the way down and commanded him.
“Lick my balls” I said.
He tongued them and slid back up. He went down 6 inches and stayed there for a while. He slowly worked himself to 9.
“Now that you can take it, I won’t be so gentle,” I said. I fucked his mouth fast and rough. I was about to cum but I didn’t pull out. I fucked his mouth and he swallowed my load.
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The Teacher
I was a Sophomore in high school when the new teacher arrived,Mr. Kinnie. He replaced the bitchy old teacher after Christmas Break. The teacher was about 5’8” and he was slim with kind of curly hair. He was fresh from college and had a sort of awkward but cute smile. He was a decent looking guy. At the time the teacher before taught us nothing. I was barely able to pass before, along with the rest of my classmates, so he had some work cut out for him. It was the fifth week of the third quarter, and I had already developed a crush on Mr. Kinnie. I knew nothing could ever happen between us, sadly, so I never did anything. Well after a couple of years I FINALLY graduated. I was 18 and Mr Kinnie was about 28. I moved away from Maine to New York when I was 19. I was 20 when it happened. I was walking down the streets of New York and I bumped into him. His stuff scattered everywhere.
“Oh, I’m so sorry...” I said, embarrassed. I bent down to pick up the stuff and when I came back up, I was so shocked. “Mr. Kinnie?” He just looked at me, confused with his cute, awkward aura. “Yea?” “Have we met?” He asked.
“It’s me, John, from your math class.”
“Oh hey! Long time no see, I guess...”
He just looked at me and there was silent tension between us.
“So, how has your relationship with Jessica been?” I asked.
“Me and her actually separated...I admitted to not being a straight pitch, you know...”
My heart skipped a beat. Was this actually happening? The man I had been in love with had just confessed to being bisexual to me!
“Uhh yea...I know how it feels...”
Mr. Kinnie broke the tension.
“Yea...I’d like to keep in touch with you. Something to remind me of Maine.”
He handed me a business card with his number on it.
“Well, I gotta go, I can’t be late to work...” he said.
“Yea, wouldn’t be good,” I said.
I handed him his case and he said “Thanks,” before speeding off. I just stood there. I didn’t have to go into work until another 2 hours. I headed back to my apartment and got dressed for work. I then got into my truck and drove off...
10 hours later...
I pulled into the apartment parking lot and turned my truck off and locked it before going back in. I rode the elevator up to my floor and unlocked my door. The rush of warm air flooded over me. I went and got undressed and took a shower. As the water and steam barreled off me, I kept seeing the conversation in my mind. I got dressed and laid in my bed. It was around 6 when I decided to text him.
“Hey”
I turned off my phone and rolled over. At 7 my phone dinged. I rolled back over and looked at it.
Mr. Kinnie:Hey how was work?
Me:Good I guess,you?
Mr. Kinnie:It was ok, teaching teenagers isn’t as easy as it was in Maine.
Me:I can understand that
Mr. Kinnie:Doing anything?
Me:Not really
Mr. Kinnie:Want to go out for some coffee?
Me:Yea sure
My heart was pumping.
Mr. Kinnie:Sounds great, Starbucks at 7:30?
Me:Yea that’s fine
Mr. Kinnie:Great! See you there!
Me:Sure thing
I undressed and put on a t-shirt and some jeans. I put on my shoes and grabbed my keys and walked out the door. I locked the door and walked outside to my truck. I started the engine and drove to Starbucks. It was only 5 minutes away from my apartment. I looked at my watch as I walked in and it was 7:25.
I bought a coffee and sat at a table towards the door. I got on my phone and checked to see if I got any messages. I heard the door open and my heart wired up. Mr. Kinnie walked in, wearing a shirt and a pair of jeans that about made me die. I guess I didn’t realize it until then that Mr. Kinnie was more muscular than in Maine. He wore tight, light colored jeans and a shirt that fit him exactly. His biceps weren’t huge or anything but it was clear he had a six pack and some strength on him.
“Hey!” I said, trying not to sound awkward.
“Hey...how’s New York been?”
“It’s been okay, kind of busy but I expected this.”
I couldn’t help but notice how his eyes sparkled for a second. I was trying so hard not to tell him how I felt.
“So...are you employed?” He asked.
“Yea. Was going to go into the military, but I have to wear contacts, so they wouldn’t let me in. Said I was too much of a liability, which I can understand. So now I work as a lawyer.”
“Man, that’s too bad, I remember how hard you worked in ROTC and how much you said you wanted to be a Marine,” he said.
“Yea, but God does things for certain reasons,” I said.
He looked at me and there was silence. He spilled his coffee on his lap.
“Aww man...” he said. “My house is an hour away!”
“If you don’t mind, I can drive us to my apartment. I can lend you a pair of my jeans.”
“That would be great,thanks...” he said.
We walked out and got in my truck. I drove down the road and stopped at my apartment. We got out and we went to my apartment room. We walked in.
“Make yourself at home, I will get a pair,” I said.
“Nice place,” he said as I walked off.
He looked out the seventh story window into the view of New York. I walked back in with a pair of jeans that I thought would fit him. I handed him the pair.
“Thanks man, I appreciate it...”
He pulled his pants off in front of me.
“Woah...”
“Oh sorry, I didnt think about it, I am just used to it so I didn’t think anything about it,” he said. “Agh, my boxers are soaked too!”
“No problem, I got a pair you can wear,” I said.
“Thanks, I’m not used to people being this generous in New York. You know how this place is...”
I nodded and got him a pair of boxers. I handed them to him and then started to talk to him.
“Here you go, but please use the...” I started.
It was too late. He stripped down to nothing waist down. I looked at him and turned away. I couldn’t believe it. Not only was he hot, but he had a 7” soft cock. He grinned as he put the boxers and jeans on. I couldn’t say anything, but I looked back at him as he got done. My face was really hot and I think he noticed.
“What, never seen a guy nude before, I mean you have seen your own penis before, what’s the big deal?” He said.
“Ahh, nothing...” I said.
He grinned at me as he put his shoes back on. He walked over and kissed me before he walked out. I just stood there while he opened the door.
“Wait...” I said.
He stopped with the door cracked open. He shut the door back and looked at me.
“Don’t I need to drive you back?” I asked.
He walked over to me and looked me in the eyes. His face was inches from mine.
“That’s what I have always liked about you, was your compassion and generosity,” he said.
I looked him in his eyes. I made a daring move. I leaned forward and started to kiss him. He kissed back. What was a minute felt like and hour to me. I pulled away and he looked at me. He walked over to the door and locked it. He then walked back over to where I was. He rubbed my chest through my shirt and kissed me again. I once again made a brave desicion. I pulled away and pushed him against my bed. He looked at me with a flame in his eye. I grabbed the waistband of the boxers and jeans and pulled them down and off of him with one quick swoop. He lay half naked on my bed with a barely hard cock. I unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off of him. His rock hard abs and medium sized pecs were revealed along with the rest of him.
He looked at me and motioned for me to come forward. I kneeled over him and kissed him as he held my neck. He let go. I stopped kissing him and slid my shirt off and tossed it on the floor. I unbuttoned my jeans and took them off, leaving me only in compression shorts.
“Interesting choice,” he said, grinning.
I rolled my eyes and kissed him again. It was like we had known each other forever, and this was our first experience. I guess being almost naked with the person you love naked underneath you kind of destroys awkwardness. He rubbed my 6 1/2” cock through my compression shorts. I had a hole I made in the dick area for easier access when I had to piss. He reached in the hole and grabbed my penis. I looked at his cock with lust. I pulled away from his grip and looked at his cock. He had no expression. I took his cock four inches deep down my throat and he let out a deep moan. I looked up at his face as I grabbed his ass and pushed it towards my face. I started to choke on the sixth inch so I pulled back. He looked at me with his mouth slightly open. I once again pushed his ass up and took all seven inches.
He let out a load moan and he pulled his dick out of my mouth. With my surprise, he picked me up and laid me flat on my back. He yanked my compression shorts off and threw them on the floor. He put our cocks against each other and rubbed them. I looked him in his eyes as our cocks erected together. After I was rock hard, he pulled two condoms out of his shirt pocket and looked at me. I grinned and he opened one up.
“This is my first time using a condom, let alone putting one on someone else,” he said. “I want you to be the first one to take my virginity...” he said.
He slid the condom down my shaft while pinching the tip. He completely unraveled it and let it go. He put the other one on the table.
“Damn, I don’t know if I can take this,” he said.
“Don’t worry, I haven’t lost my virginity either, we can take it slow and learn together,” I said.
He kneeled over me and kissed me as he slid my cock into his ass slowly. He had two inches plus the head in when he pulled away and looked at me. He had a worried look in his eye.
“It’s okay, I promise I will be gentle,” I said.
He looked reassured and went down two more inches.
“I will give you a good time, I’m 8 inches hard,” I said.
He grinned and went down two more inches. That’s when he started moaning. That was my key to take over. I slowly slid into him, gently, and he kept moaning. I gradually picked up speed and by the time he wasn’t so tight, I was going about half the speed of a dog running. He gave me the okay that I could get rougher. I slowly picked up speed and he moaned even louder. It wasn’t long until I was close. Fuck he tightened up again on purpose! I pulled out and yanked the condom off. He took me in his mouth until I was ready. I slid my dick out and sat on his chest as I came all over his face. He looked at me while smiling. I finally stopped.
“Let’s see how long you can hold up,” I said.
He looked at me and kissed me.
I put the condom on him and he had a soft tone on his face. It seemed like his dick got bigger. When I slid down to five inches, it started to affect me.
“Don’t worry, I’m a gentle nine incher,” he whispered in my ear.
I was completely shocked and he slid he down to 7 inches. I yelled in pain and then it stopped.
“Fuck me daddy,” I said.
He looked at me and it was like a fire ignited. The word “daddy” must have gotten to him. He pushed me all the way down and went fast. I felt like I would be shredded.
“You asked for this!” He yelled.
He grabbed my chest and rolled us both to where I was on my back with his cock still in me. He grabbed my legs and spread them open. He then pounded me with no mercy. I was yelling in ecstacy as he ripped my ass in two. He didn’t last long before he pulled out and took the condom off. I was thanking god.
“No mercy...” he whispered.
He slammed back into me and I yelled again. He pounded me a few times before shooting white missiles into my colon. He literally came for three minutes straight as he filled my colon.
“Any girl would have been lucky to carry your baby,” I said.
He grinned as he softly moaned and he pulled out. Then out of nowhere, he asked the question.
“Will you be my boyfriend?” He said with high hopes.
You would have to be a fool to turn down the hot teacher and his nine inch monster tool.
“Fuck yes!” I said.
He kissed me roughly.
“I love you Mr. Kinnie:”
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