Date: Thu, 19 Feb 2009 19:05:28 -0500 (GMT-05:00) From: John Charles Subject: Jock Next Door Chapter Five Copyright 2009 by John Charles All rights reserved. Other than downloading one copy for strictly personal enjoyment, no part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, except for reviews, without the written permission of the author. However based on real events and places, "Jock Next Door" is strictly fictional. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. As in real life, the sexual themes unfold gradually. Comments on the story are appreciated and may be addressed to the author at Johncharles2001@earthlink.net This story contains descriptions of sexual contact between males, both adults and teenagers. As such, it is homoerotic fiction designed for the personal enjoyment of legal, hopefully mature, adults. If you are not of legal age to read such material, if those in power and/or those whom you trust treat it as illegal, or if it would create irresolvable moral dilemmas in your life, please leave. Finally, remember that maturity generally demands safe sex. Jock Next Door -- Chapter 5 The following day, Monday, was a work day for Hank. He awoke at 6AM still groggy from a poor night's sleep, went through his morning routine on autopilot and drove to work. Luckily for Hank, his job kept him both his mind and busy active all day. As the product manager for a major sporting goods firm, he was often involved in product testing, design, and marketing. It was a great job and Hank loved it. The job had some perks, too, like often receiving samples of products for his personal use. Today, he received a basketball hoop kit, the type that can be used in any driveway, without digging a hole since the pole was embedding in a weighted base. He took part in pick up games now and then at the local park, but never thought of installing a hoop of his own. This was going to be fun, he thought on his drive home. Driving down the block, Hank noticed Steve mowing his parent's lawn and slowed to say hi. Steve was sweaty and hot so he welcomed the short breather. As he looked into Hank's car, he spotted the boxes and poles. "What's all that?" "Oh it's a hoop. Got it as a test sample from work. Want to help me assemble it? We can shoot some to try it out afterwards." Steve thought for a minute and said "I have to finish the lawn before I can do anything else. I promised mom that I would cut the grass and trim those two overgrown bushes by the front door. Can we do the hoop tomorrow?" "Sure thing" Was hank's reply. "Stop by after you get done and we can share a soda or something." "OK, after I shower I'll come on over" "Don't shower" was all Hank said before driving away. Steve wondered if he could finish mowing and trimming with his erection as hard as it now was. He managed, but it certainly was tough. After cleaning up the lawnmower and garden tools, Steve walked over to Hank's. He knocked, but got no answer, so he figured Hank was out back taking a snooze on the deck. Walking round to the back yard, Steve spotted Hank on a lounger wearing only a pair of nylon running shorts. His body was on full display. If Steve was hard before, he was rigid now. As he walked toward Hank, he also realized that Hank was sleeping. Steve walked to the lounger and gently kissed Hank on the lips. Hank didn't move at all, so Steve did it again with a little more enthusiasm. This time Hank opened his eyes and smiling said "That's a great way to wake up. If I close my eyes again will you give me a repeat performance?" "You don't have to close your eyes" Steve replied as he kissed Hank again with much more vigor than before. Then looking around, he said "I think we should keep this to inside your house. I don't want anyone seeing us" "Well, you're the one who started it" laughed Hank as he got up and dragged Steve into the house. "I've wanted to get my hands on you all day. It's a good thing work has me so busy or I would have been a funk all day" "Yeah, well you had work to keep your mind occupied. I woke up this morning with my usual morning wood and blew a load within ten seconds of playing with it. I was dreaming of you all night. Damn Hank, what are we going to do?" "Like I said, right now it's just something new. It will get easier very soon. So, I see you came right over without showering." Hank pulled Steve into a hug and began to kiss his neck and pulled his T-shirt up over his arms as he did. "Yeah, I did as you asked, but damn Hank I smell really bad right now. Would a few minutes to let me shower have hurt either of us that much?" "Yes, it would. I like how you smell and wanted to get you in my arms as soon as possible. This way I can help you shower after we play together." "I didn't bring clean clothes and I really hate putting dirty clothes on after I've showered. Let me go home and get some, OK?" Steve said as he tried to pull away from Hank. But Hank would have none of that and started unzipping Steve's shorts. Steve pulled Hank's hands away and started toward the door, but Hank grabbed him from behind and wrestled him to the carpeted floor. As he got Steve onto the floor, he started kissing and licking every inch of his body. He managed to get down to Steve's navel before Steve blew a huge load all over Hank's face and neck. Steve was almost delirious at this point and begged Hank to stop. His erection never going down after his climax. Hank looked up from Steve's navel, cum dripping from his face, and smiled. Then he took Steve's finger and wiped the cum from his face, put the fingers into Steve's mouth and resumed his tongue bath of his beautiful body. Hank worked his was down one leg to Steve's foot and sucked on his toes, which drove Steve crazy. Then he worked his way up his inner thigh to his balls. Gave them a good licking and worked his way down the other leg to that foot and toes. By now Steve was breathing so hard, he was hyperventilating. The pressure of Steve's rigid erection must have been tremendous. In fact it just plain hurt. Then Hank did something that caught Steve by total surprise. He had already removed his running shorts by this point. He straddled Steve, grabbed Steve's raging hard on and sat on it till it was completely buried in his ass. Steve's eyes were as wide as saucers. His breathing was racked with spasms. His body was almost in convulsions it was shaking so hard. "Don't blow yet. I want this to last a bit longer than ten seconds" whispered Hank as he bent down to kiss him. "Oh God, I'm not sure I can last even ten seconds right now" came Steve's haggard reply. Hank slowly began to move so slowly it was almost undesirable, but Steve felt it and gave a gasp. His cock was so hard and so ready to blow. Hank continued to kiss him and began to move more rapidly and with more vigor. Steve was beyond lust, beyond hope at this point. Just then Steve looked into Hank's eyes and mouthed one word -- condom? Hank smiled and nodded his understanding as Steve blew such a violent load that his body came off the floor, his mouth smothered by Hank growled a series of indiscernible words. At that very moment, Hank reached his climax and blew cum all over Steve and his own chest. Hank's climax was so strong; stings of his cum were all over Steve's face and hair. Hank rolled the pair onto their sides keeping Steve firmly implanted in his ass to let them regain their breathing. When Steve slipped out of Hank's ass, he got up, pulled Steve to his feet and quickly walked to the master bath. Cum was dripping down his legs as he walked, leaving a trail behind. The shower was hot in every way imaginable. As they dried each other after the shower, Hank grabs Steve and looks right into his eyes saying, "Listen, what just did is not the way you play safe. I know you and I are clean, so I just did it. When you play with anyone, you use a condom." "If you remember," Steve remarked "I did mouth the word condom before you sat on my cock." "Yes, I remember and I knew it would be alright between you and me. I just want to make sure you are ok with someone other than me. OK?" "Does that mean that we are giving up the protection? I'd love to really feel you in me and not latex" giggled Steve in reply "Let's just say that if we are monogamous, then we can play a little freer from no on. Now go home and put something on that beautiful body. I'm taking you to dinner." "That sounds great. Mom and dad won't be home till later and I was wondering what I would make for dinner." Steve put on a pair of Hanks shorts and ran home to change into clean clothes. Hank was waiting by the car when he returned. "Have you eaten at the new place downtown, yet?" asked Hank as Steve walked toward the car. "I understand two brothers own it and the food is fantastic. It's a continental cuisine so you can have just about anything there." "Mom and her girl friend had lunch there and said the food was great. She also said it was way too expensive for this area and wondered if the neighborhood could afford the upscale style and pricing." "Well, my young friend, you and I are going to find out for ourselves. I'm starved so let's get going." It took about 25 minutes to get to the restaurant. Much to both Hank and Steve' surprise the parking lot was full of cars. When they entered the lobby, a cute young man said there was a few minutes wait for a table. So they sat at the bar sipping cokes and chatted till Hank's name was called. The cute greeter showed them to their table and wished them a good meal. Just before he left, he gave a knowing wink to Steve, who blushed from head to toe. "What was that all about?" asked Hank. Steve was totally unnerved that someone would know just by looking at them. Hank asked Steve if he knew was Gay Dar was all about. "I've heard of the term, but never really understood its meaning. Are you telling me that he knew you and I are gay just by talking to us?" Hank held back a laugh as he explained how some people can tell if another guy is gay just be looking at him, or listening to him speaking, or by the way he walks. "Gay Dar," explained Hank, "is a sixth sense that supposedly is inherent in gay guys. Some have it more than others, but you can develop it with practice. Believe me; it can be extremely valuable when you are in the military or with other guys at school, or even when you are out shopping." He then asked Steve if he ever thought or felt that someone might be gay. Steve thought a minute and said "yeah, there is a guy in school that is so macho, yet I have the feeling that he is always checking me out. I've often wondered if he might be gay." "Well, he might be gay, or bi, or he might be totally straight and just has an interest in other people. But, if he is really checking you out, then he just might be gay." "So how can I find out? I don't want my head cracked open if he's straight." "Give him the opportunity to open up to you. The next time he checks you out, look him in the eyes. Let him know it's OK with you to look. Then say something simple like Hi and see what he does. He might be scared to approach you cold, but if you give him an opening, he might have the courage. Jut one thing, though. If you guys are in a crowd, be careful. The best time for flirting is when you two are alone or there are only a few others around. You want him to feel comfortable, not scared." "Wow, this is so new to me. It feels like my life has changed so much in a few weeks. It's a little overwhelming." Just then their server approached and asked if they were ready to order. Hank ordered an appetizer and a dinner from their specials menu. Steve was not sure so he asked the server what he felt was a good dinner for someone who is not used to a wide variety of foods. The server suggested a sampler dinner, which consisted of small portions of several items from the menu. That was Steve could taste more than one item. Steve liked the idea and picked out items he thought he might like. A second server brought hot, home made dinner rolls, butter and a decanter of olive oil. Hank and Steve enjoyed the rolls and oil, trying to leave space for dinner. Through dinner they chatted about each other's lives, high school now as compared to when Hank attended, town politics, and sex. Every time the topic of sex arose, Steve began to whisper. Hank found that extremely funny and told him so. Steve blushed. Dinner was great. Steve really enjoyed the sampler and Hank found his meal to be better than at other high class restaurants. They decided against dessert, but did have coffee before they paid and left. Though it was still somewhat early for them, Hank left Steve off at his house and continued the 100 feet to his own driveway. They would see each other tomorrow after Hank returns from work.