Jock Mates
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| Download: | zip file [143.7KB] |
| Code: | AC-346 |
| Author: | Barry Dunn |
| Series: | Adonis Classics |
| Year: | 1985 |
| Added: | 2008-12-27 09:01 |
| Modified: | 2008-12-19 22:51 |
CHAPTER SIX
The next two days and nights were miserable for Jack. Seth seemed to be avoiding him and Jack couldn’t quite work up enough nerve to initiate a confrontation. He was as hot for his stud roommate as ever and wildly frustrated by the fact that Seth now seemed unavailable to him.
Things finally came to a head that Friday night. Jack didn’t have a date, of course, and he was very horny. He hadn’t masturbated since having been with Seth because he hoped there’d be a repeat performance if only he was patient in his cock and balls wee rapidly intolerable level. He had to have relief — and fast.
Jack considered jerking off all by himself but rejected the notion, hoping he could still talk Seth into getting it on with him again. He finally decided to try to get his mind off sex by walking into town to catch a movie after dinner. He could always masturbate later that evening, if worse came to worse!
Once downtown, Jack headed toward the rundown business district, hoping that the bright lights and crowds of people might snap him out of his depression.
After half an hour of rather aimless walking he found himself in front of one of the town’s two movie theaters — and the less respectable one. He was still thinking about Seth, about the hot sex they had and how much he wanted to be with him again. The show was just letting out, a sparse crowd of mostly middle-aged men darting quickly away. Glancing up, Jack saw the title of the porno film that was being shown and laughed to himself.
He stopped half-way down the block from the movie house to look at a display of stereo equipment in a store window. He wasn’t even aware that a man had come up to him until he spoke.
“You got a light?”
Startled, Jack jumped in surprise. The guy was about forty, he guessed, well dressed, but with a shifty, nervous look about him. He smiled hopefully, his eyes darting restlessly back and forth from the ground to Jack’s face, as though he was afraid to meet the boy’s gaze directly.
“No, sorry. I don’t smoke,” he lied.
The man didn’t seem surprised or disappointed — and he didn’t move away. Jack turned away from him and in the reflection of the plate glass window he saw the man staring at him boldly, lustfully! Christ, he’s a cock-sucker! Jack thought, with a weird mixture of revulsion and excitement. He wants to lick me up… and blow me!
“Hot night, isn’t it?” the guy asked inanely, moving closer to Jack.
Jack glanced at him sharply and saw that same hopeful, hungry, longing look. Now the college student was certain the man was looking admiringly at his groin, at the huge hard-on throbbing away so insistently in his jeans. “Yeah,” Jack muttered.
He started to walk away, but the guy followed him.
“Were you just in the movie?” the man asked.
“No.”
Jack walked faster, his heart pounding in his chest. His prick was pulsing madly in his too tight jeans.
“You ought to go see that fuck film,” his admirer said heatedly. “It’s one hell of a hot movie! I never saw anything like it! Hell, they do everything up there on that screen! Fuck, suck — the works, kid, the works!”
Jack shot him a hard, tough look that he assumed would discourage the guy.
“Yeah? So what?”
The man seemed startled by the retort for a moment, then quickly regained his composure.
“Don’t you like sex? I’ll bet you do! A good-looking young kid like you, I bet you like it a lot, huh?” His tongue ran quickly over his lower lip. “So do I! I like to do it even more than watch it, though! PU bet you’re the same way, hub? Do you like to do it? Listen, I’ve got my car parked right don there, in that alley. You want to go back there with me for a couple minutes?”
Jack couldn’t reply; his throat felt parched, his breath catching in his throat as he gaped incredulously at the stranger who was propositioning him so brazenly. Desperate lust for his body and cock were written all over his face and audible in his low, insinuating voice.
“You like to have your cock sucked?” the man demanded bluntly, eagerly. “I’ll do it for you, kid. I’ll suck you dry! You’ll love it — I’ve been told I’ve got the hottest mouth in town! That movie got me so hot I’m dying to have a big cock in my mouth! What do you say? Will you let me suck you off? Let me have your come?”
He took a step closer to Jack, almost touching his crotch with one shaking, outstretched hand.
“I’ll make it worth your while, stud,” he moaned, his breath hot and moist against Jack’s face. “I’ll pay you! How about it? Will you let me blow you if I pay you for it? Twenty bucks? Isn’t it worth twenty bucks to you to let me blow you? I’ll give you a good hot job, I swear to God! What do you say? Want to make yourself same quick money and get your rocks off at the same time?”
As though in a daze, Jack allowed the guy to lead him down the street, into a dark alley, to his car — a late-model sedan. Nervously, Jack climbed into the front passenger seat. The other man had his jeans unbuttoned and his fly yanked down before he was all the way inside the car! As Jack gasped and squirmed in the seat, the guy who’d picked him up reached eagerly between his widespread legs and touched his turgid flesh, cupping his balls and the heavy shaft of his cock in his sweaty palm.
“God, it’s so big, so beautiful!” he moaned. His head dropped instantly. His warm, wet lips wrapped themselves greedily around the thick cock, taking all of it into his mouth. His fingers groped at the hairy sac of balls beneath the cock as he sucked it, working the nuts gently and slowly up to his mouth. His tongue went wild the instant it touched Jack’s his balls! He licked at them furiously, pushing them from side to sides mouth, washing them with his spit and juggling them up and down with his remarkably agile tongue.
In just a few minutes, Jack’s cock had swollen so hard the guy was choking on its bulk. He had to let the boy’s balls slip from his mouth. He sucked on the turgid prick for a few moments longer, then pulled his mouth up.
“Why’d you stop?” Jack groaned. “You brought me here to suck my cock, so suck it, Goddamn you! Suck my cock!”
“Wait a minute!”
His pickup turned and opened the glove compartment. He pulled out a flashlight and switched it on. The bright beam of light glared down on Jack’s exposed and saliva-slick prick.
“What the hell’s that for?”
“Hold it in your hand! Shine it down there while I suck you! I want to see your cock going in and out of my mouth!”
Jack shook his head in disbelief, but did as the man asked. He aimed the light low, shielding it with his other hand so it couldn’t be seen from the street. It created a pool of light on his crotch bright enough to throw the blow job into shocking, lurid relief as he looked down and watched the man grab his cock again, holding it at the base with his thumb and forefinger. His tongue slid out of his mouth with slow, lascivious ease and licked Jack’s glistening cockhead. Then it rubbed its wet way up and down his prickshaft until the young football player’s prick was painfully hard and throbbing with a frantic need to be sucked!
“Suck it!” Jack grunted angrily.
He pushed down on the men’s head and his cockmeat slipped easily in to the guy’s mouth. It closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the seat. He exulted in the erotic thrills shooting through his flesh as the cocksuckers lips and tongue moved on his prick in steady, slippery strokes. He gasped with delight as that hot tongue worked on him, licking and stroking big every inch of his cock. He pulled it deep into the man’s throat and then slipped oft it until the man held just the head between his lips and lashed at it mercilessly with the flat of his tongue. He dug the tip of that limber piece of flesh directly into Jack’s dribbling piss slit.
Jack felt the bastard’s hands moving between his legs, cupping his balls and juggling them as he sucked. His fingers tickled their way through the thick patch of hair at the base of Jack’s prick, pinching the boy’s belly and then sliding up in under his sweatshirt to squeeze and pinch the huge nipples on his solidly muscled pecs. His hot, wet mouth pumped faster and faster. His tongue stroked the throbbing flesh like a metronome counting off the seconds until Jack showered him with hot cum.
“Yeah!” Jack groaned, clamping his hands behind the guy’s head and forcing him farther down, driving nearly all of his grotesquely hardened cock into the man’s mouth and throat. “Suck it! Suck it! Suck it!”
He felt the jizz gathering inside him, his loins tensing, his scrotum swelling, as each wet thrust of the man’s mouth brought him closer to climax. The feeling of being sucked so well, so enthusiastically, was so good that he wanted to prolong it, to enjoy it to the fullest possible extent. But that was impossible. The cocksuckers tongue was licking him top intensely, forcing his cock to give up its rich fuck-juice. He had, to come, and come hard!
His hips lifted from the seat and he pressed the guy’s head all the way down, ramming every potent inch of his rampant prick deep into the man’s throat.
“Oh, Christ?” he cried. “Fuck! Fuck! I’m coming! Suck my Goddamn come down your throat, cock-sucker! Take it, I’m coming! God!”
His cock burst hard inside the guy’s mouth. He felt the first hot load of his jism shoot free, then another wad, and another, and another. The more Jack came, the more jizz the head of his pulsating prick unloaded, the more the older man loved it and the faster his tongue and throat worked to swallow the thick creamy fluid. Jism had been shot, his mouth stayed on him. His tongue continued cock, trying on his cock stilt from it. Finally Jack fucked off the forced him to lift up his head. He moaned with please me and reached for Jack’s head to try to kiss him. But the boy pushed him roughly away and opened the car door. “Wait!” the man gasped.
He pushed some money into Jack’s hand. Jack, who had forgotten all about being paid for his cock, took the bills automatically as, blushing, he quickly got out of the car and walked away. Before he shoved the money into his pocket, he automatically glanced at it and saw that he’d been given a twenty and a ten.
He felt oddly guilty about having taken money in exchange for sex — he didn’t want to be a cheap hustler — as, just as inexplicably, he still felt horny. He decided to upend the thirty bucks right away and immediately had an inspiration. There was a porno bookstore near the movie theater and Jack decided to buy a fuck magazines. It would be a poor substitute for real sex with Seth or some other, equally attractive, guy, but it would be better than nothing.
The storefront’s windows were discreetly boarded up, but there was a row of flashing red light bulbs over the door. Jack hesitated for a moment, then, telling himself he looked big and mature for his age, he went in. The interior was garishly lit, with rows and rows of paperback books and magazines, long tables strewn with more of the same glass cases displaying films, dildos, and sex toys. Jack was so engrossed by the spectacle of so much raw sex on open display that he didn’t notice the clerk on duty until he spoke.
“Can I help you, man? You looking for anything in particular?”
Jack turned and looked at him. He had assumed that the cash register in a dirty bookstore would be manned by a dirty old man, if not by some outright degenerate. But the young man who had addressed him was certainly clean, literally looked well-scrubbed. He had on tight, faded jeans with a huge hole in one leg, through which his bare knee gaped, and a shirt with epaulets, open nearly to the waist to expose a tanned, hairy chest. His face was broad and pleasant, with full lips and a straight nose, and he had sexy blue eyes.
He pushed big wire-rimmed glasses up into his thick black hair as he looked at Jack, shoving aside the book he’d been reading. Jack stoic a quick glance at the book. It was a chemistry text, and he realized with as light shock that the clerk must be a fellow college student.
“You looking for anything special?” he repeated, smiling at Jack warmly. “We’ve got some hot hard-core magazines under the counter. We don’t like to keep the really wild stuff on display, in case the cops come in and hassle us.”
“You got any Danish porn?” Jack asked bluntly.
“Gay, straight, or lesbo?” the clerk asked, spreading his muscular legs to ease the pressure of his hardening cock against his pants.
“Gay,” Jack admitted, blushing hotly.
The clerk didn’t seem to consider his request at all out of the ordinary. He reached under the counter and pulled out a stack of magazines, each sealed in a cellophane wrapper, and spread a few of them out on the counter as Jack eagerly stepped closer to examine them. He was glad there were only a couple of other customers in the store, as he gaped at the cover of one magazine, which showed two guys, one fist fucking the other, his greased hand and forearm buried almost as far as the elbow! The recipient was masturbating, the look on his handsome face a strange blend of agony and ecstasy as his prick sprayed its thick white jism all over both men’s nude, shuddering bodies.
“We got magazines with water sports, too,” the handsome clerk said casually, showing Jack one. “You into piss at all?”
Jack merely grunted, non-comittally, as he examined an equally lurid cover. One man was on his hands and knees with his mouth open while a second guy was fucking him from behind like a dog. A third stud was aiming his prick at both men’s faces and actually shooting his piss into their mouths!
“They’re both pretty hot,” the clerk assured him.
“I’ll take them,” Jack muttered. “Don’t you have any that, uh, show normal sex?”
“Between guys? Sure.”
The clerk offered Jack four or five magazines. Jack leafed through the stack quickly, hesitating when he saw one titled “Football Fuckers”. The cover featured two extraordinarily handsome and well-built young men, naked except for tight white football pants, with shoulder pads on their bare torsos necking as they groped each other through the sheer and practically transparent pants seemed too good to pass up, so Jack bought it and the two more lurid map, relieved when the clerk sealed them in a plain brown paper bag.
He now felt comfortable enough in his sleazy surroundings to return the clerk’s knowing grin as he left the store. God, I wonder if he’s gay! Jack speculated excitedly, clutching his lewd purchase to his chest with one brawny arm, his cock already hot and throbbing with anticipation in his jeans. I wonder if I could make it with him, if I went back there and played my cards right!
He was instinctively walking back in the direction he’d come, toward the college. Ahead of him, a car moved slowly along the street with its headlights on low in the dusk. It passed him, but then the driver braked it to a halt and leaned his head out the window.
“Hey!” he called. “Need a ride?”
Jack looted at him, relieved that it wasn’t the older man who’d sucked him off earlier, but some young guy, only a few years his senior, a good-looking stud with a thick walrus mustache and long, shaggy reddish-brown hair. “Yeah, sure. Only I’m going back to the campus,” Jack replied cautiously because this guy didn’t look like a student.
“That’s okay, I can drop you off there. Hop in.”
“All right. Thanks!”
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