Date: Sat, 28 Jun 2003 10:24:55 EDT
From: bruno1440@yahoo.com
Subject: THANK HEAVENS FOR BORING NIGHTS

My name is Colt and this is new for me, so everyone be patient.  It
involves b/b with w/s to top that off, so if that is not what gets you off,
then you will want to leave now.


     The school year had just started and football season was about to
begin.  I had never played football, but I was a big fan of it.  As a
matter of fact, I was a big fan of every sport at Sevarg Co High School.  I
was a Senior this year, and I had already decided that I was not going to
pay any mind to the friends I had surrounded myself with throughout the
previous 11 years of school.  Those friends had become what I like to refer
to as toxic friends.  Yeah... this year was going to be the year of Colt.
The year that I quit worrying about everyone else, and focus on myself.
     The only sport that I played now was baseball.  I had quit basketball,
but missed it with a passion.  I was 17 only about 6'0" 160 lbs.  I had
short blonde hair with a pretty dark tan.  To top that off my eyes are as
blue as any most people had ever seen, and I had become obsessed with my
six-pack.  To be honest, I probably could have had any girl at Sevarg Co
High School.  The only problem with that scenario was that I wasn't into
girls.  I knew from the start that I was gay.  I loved gym class for the
same reason that all gay guys love gym class.... naked, hot, sweaty,
muscular, luscious guys.  My biggest problem was trying to keep my dick
from standing at attention when it came time to shower.  I mean, there is
absolutely nothing wrong with being gay, unless you live in a small minded
town in the middle of the bible belt.
     Like I was saying, I had made almost all new friends this year.  To be
perfectly honest, other than maybe two football players and three baseball
players, all of my friends were on the basketball team.  The funniest part
of that was that these were the people that I grown to despise because
basketball was everything at my school.  We were always the best team in
the area, and everyone worshiped the basketball team.  My very best friend
was the star player, Matt Bergan.  Matt was a 16 year old Junior about 6'4"
and 180lbs.  He was very lean and ripped.  He was perfect... dark hair,
dark tanned complexion, dark eyes, and very smooth.
            Matt and I first became friends because he, like me, was really
into school spirit.  Myself and Matt became co-presidents of the pep club
and led the school to have many great turnouts during football season.  I
really grew to love Matt like a brother.  As a matter of fact, he used to
call me his little-big brother because I was older yet smaller.  Well, what
he didn't realize is how much I secretly lusted after him.  I wanted him so
badly I could taste it.  He was packing saggy bull balls with at least a 6"
flaccid penis that was probably 11/2" in diameter (I had never seen it
hard).  He was circumsized and shaved his pubic hair down there.  I, on the
other hand, am cut with 6" hard (about 4 soft), about 1" diameter, and I
have a small patch of blonde pubic hair..
     Not only did I lust to taste Matt's big juicy cock in my mouth, but I
also was really into pee.  Ever since I reached the age of puberty I had
pissed my pants and then jacked off while sucking the piss out of my
briefs.  Well, before I knew it I found myself in the bathroom at school
watching other guys come in and piss at the urinals.  No one ever noticed
(I don't think), but as soon as they would leave I would savor the aroma of
the piss they had just relieved themselves of.  Everytime I was over at
Matt's house, I would go in his private bathroom and search the toilet for
piss on the seat and around the rim of the bowl.  As soon as I found a
couple of drops, I would lick them up and jack off while dreaming of the
cock that piss came out of.
     Matt and I had gotten so close that now I was practically living at
his house.  We slept in the same bed, rode to school together, and worked
out together.  Lucky for us, being two school athletes, we had 24 hour
access to the school weight room.  We had lifted weights together many
times, but there was always someone else there.  Well, one Friday night I
was over at Matt's and we had already done everything we knew to do.  It
was around midnight and Matt suggested that we go to the school to work
out.  I, of course, was willing to do anything with Matt so I agreed.
     When we arrived at the school, it was dead silent.  I never thought
the school that held 1500 students daily would ever be dead silent.  We
went into the weight room and turned on the stereo, because we were
starting to get a little freaked out by the silence.  We worked out for
about an hour or so and then Matt suggested we hit the showers.  I was
always willing to take a shower with him, because we literally would shower
TOGETHER.  We stood at what was referred to as the "fag pole".  (For anyone
who is not familiar, it is a pole with about 5 or six shower heads and
everyone just stands around it,)
     "Hey Colt, go turn the water on so it will have time to warm up", Matt
suggested.
     "Okay", I replied as I deviously thought about how this would give me
a chance to make sure that we had to stand right next to each other.  I
turned the water on and returned back to the locker part of the locker room
where Matt was down to his boxers.
     "Man we really didn't do much of anything tonight compared to most
weekend nights.  I hope we can find something to do tomorrow rather than
come to school to work out."  Matt said with a hint of anger at how boring
the night had been.  Matt was really horny.  He didn't enjoy jacking off,
and all the girls at our school except the butt ass ugly ones were like
getting through homeland security inspections
     "You're just sexually frustrated.  Tonight was at least beneficial in
that we did work out", I said jokingly.
     "Colt, aren't you about to go out of your mind?  I have never seen
anything like this before.  I am constantly horny!  You would think two
athletic studs like ourselves could get a little action."
     "Yeah, well I have just grown to accept the fact that I will just have
to pleasure myself.  If there isn't anyone else who wants this penis, then
I will just have to get myself off."  I said as I grabbed my now semi-hard
penis.
     "Yeah, I guess you are right, I just can't get into that though." Matt
said with a depressed look on his face.  By now, Matt had finished
stripping down to nothing.  This had me aroused something fierce.  For some
reason, it was worse than usual.  I could usually control myself, but then
again we were usually talking about girls and not each other.
     Matt started heading toward the shower as he stopped for some unknown
reason and turned and asked me if I was going to take a shower with him.  I
immediately jumped out of all of my attire and practically raced to the
shower.  He still had not gotten under the water.  He was sitting on a
bench in the steamy room, about 5 feet from the running water.  As I
rounded the corner Matt noticed how hard my penis was.
     "Colt, why is your dick horizontal from the floor?" Matt asked in a
joking fashion.
     "I am not sure what it is.  Maybe I looked in the mirror too long." I
tried to avoid an answer with a wisecrack.
     "Well, I think maybe you looked at me too long. Maybe you should go
ahead and jerk off while I am here, that way you won't have to get my
picture out later." Matt said almost like he knew the truth.  I just didn't
respond afraid that he would see the truth in my eyes.  Little did I know
that was probably the best decision I have ever made.  Since I was ignoring
his rudeness about my hard member, Matt decided to come flap his limp dick
in my face.
     "Why don't you suck this big boy for me?  Who needs bitches when your
buddies will get you off?"  Matt said jokingly (or so I thought).  As he
thrusted forward I could smell him like never before.  I could smell that
musky, sweaty odor that balls get when sweat dries on them.  Somehow I was
able to control myself, and I just sat there and enjoyed the aroma as I
became harder.  Luckily Matt turned and started toward the opposite
direction.  I thought he was through, but I was wrong.
     "Fuck I have to piss!  As soon as I am finished pissing this dick is
going in your mouth!"  Matt said as he let his first stream of piss out.
That was it for me, I was his.  There he was only two feet from my face
taking a leak in the shower floor.  I finally stood up and stopped his
pissing by grabbing his dick.
     "If you are such a hard-ass then why don't you let me suck that dick."
I said, not realizing this wasn't a dream.
     "Are you serious?  You can't be serious!  Man let go, I have to finish
pissing first!" He said with excitement in his voice.
     "Just direct that piss over here.  I will show you just how much you
mean to me.  I will drink every bit of your piss." I said as we stared into
each other's eyes and I still held tightly to his limp dick.
     "You are serious!" he said as I knelt in front of him in the small
puddle of the golden liquid that he had already let go of.  I cupped my
lips tightly around his huge mushroom head and waited for the gift I had
waited way too long for.  It took probably about thirty seconds to finally
get the piss to start again, but I didn't mind this gave me time to once
again savor that wonderful aroma of his sweaty package.  As he started to
piss, I could tell that he was in shock by the expression on his face.  I
gulped every salty, hot drop of his piss down, and didn't even hesitate to
start sucking that dick. His dick grew hard quickly and became 7" when hard
but didn't gain any girth. I licked the piss slit as I continued to taste
his piss in my throat and now on my tongue.
     "Shit that feels good!" Matt said as I continued to suck.  "I feel
guilty because you are not getting anything out of this.  Here, the least I
can do is jack you off." He said as he gripped my red, hard cock and
started stroking it.  "Colt, I think I am going to cum!" he said and I
pulled off of him for a second.  It wasn't that I didn't long for his hot
warm cum going down my throat, I just wasn't ready for this moment to end.
"Why did you stop?"
     "I don't want you to cum yet.  First, I want you to stick that dick in
my asshole" I suggested.
     "I don't know about all of that man.  I am not really into that kind
of stuff." he said with an unsure look on his face.  I was determined to
get that dick in my ass eventually, but I went back to sucking.  I could
still taste the piss in his piss slit not to mention the precum that he was
producing by the second.  This time I was using one hand to tug at his
balls ever so gently and the other was playing with his asshole.
     "What are you doing back there?" he asked worriedly.  I payed no
attention to him and just continued to gently apply pressure on his hole.
Without him realizing what I was doing, I managed to reach down in the
small puddle of piss my knee was in and get my finger good and moist.  Then
I slyly stuck my middle finger in his hole.  "Hey, what are you doing?
That hurt...  well it isn't so bad now."  He finally gave in.  I continued
to finger his hole as fast as I could, mainly concentrating on the prostate
area.  The juices of his ass were starting to cover my knuckles.  "Man it
feels like I am having a constant orgasm." he exclaimed as he continued to
stroke my cock slowly. It was too hard for him to concentrate with
everything that I was doing to him, so I had not yet gotten off.  That was
really a good thing because it wasn't going to take much.  "Hey man... I
..am ....cum...."  As his legs began to quiver, I swallowed his first
stream of THICK, hot, salty cum.  I continued to suck for what I wanted,
and he continued to produce it.  As a matter of fact, it must be true what
they say about guys with big balls.  He shot at least six giant wads and
literally filled my mouth.... literally.  It was almost easier to take all
of his piss down my throat, but I managed to swallow every drop.
     "Hey buddy, do you want to stick yours in my butthole?" he asked me
shyly.
     "Hell yeah." I answered in amazement. Then I helped his big long naked
body to lay on the floor.
     "Be gentle, ok?" he begged.  Together we lifted his long legs up over
his head with his knees bent.  I layed down on top of him and slowly
pressed my 6" cock into his hole.  The precum was enough of a lube to get
it fully inserted.  After only seconds of humping him gently, the warmth of
his ass with all of the juices covering my cock were too much to handle.
Before I knew it I had blown my load in his gut.
     The two of us laid there with my cock still in his ass and looked into
each other's eyes.  Then we began to passionately kiss.  The taste of his
mouth and the feel of his tongue twirling around mine made me the happiest
man alive.  As I pulled out of him he just laid there in shock.  The shock
of how much he enjoyed fucking me.  The shock of how much I enjoyed tasting
him in every way.  As I stood up and started walking towatd the showers, I
turned and sarcastically said... "maybe we will find something to do
tomorrow night instead of just wasting another night away".  He answered me
with the look in his eyes.