Date: Wed, 3 Apr 2002 19:55:42 -0500
From: iamk@earthlink.net
Subject: Tony's New Job 02

Tony's New Job as Slut (2/10)

WARNING: The following story contains graphic descriptions of sexual
activity between men.  This is a work of FICTION intended for ADULTS ONLY.
If you are below 18 years of age, or offended by this kind of material, or
it is illegal where you are, stop reading now.


TONY'S NEW JOB AS SLUT

Chapter 2: The Jogger

Tony woke with a start.  The bright sun filtered in from the hotel room window,
glaring across the rumpled bed.  With a chest shattering groan, he sat up and
looked at the clock next to the bed - 9:12 am!  It was morning! ... and he was
in his own hotel room!

He groaned again, as he rubbed his temples.  "Shit, what a hangover!" he
thought.  Then his eyes flashed wide open, as he remembered!!!!!

"Was that a dream?!" he asked out loud to the empty room.  He ripped the covers
from his body ... he was naked!  His chest and stomach were covered with dry
cum.  Then he felt his sore lips and the deep dull throbbing pain in his ass -
it wasn't a dream!!!!

Tony fell back into the pillows.  "Fuck!" he moaned, as the events of last night
and what he had done flashed though his mind.  He remembered it all!!!!  Tony's
brow creased.  He was afraid - he was confused - he was panicked ... but now he
realized how late it was.  He had business to do at 10 - he couldn't screw that
up.

"I'll worry about last night, later on!" he thought, as he jumped from the bed
and strode quickly into the bathroom to shower.

     * * * * *

Later that evening, back home in his new apartment, Tony relaxed for the first
time that day.  At least his business meeting went well, and the trip home went
very fast.  He troubled over the previous night's events all during the drive
back, but now for the first time his mind was able to come to grips with it.

"I sucked a man's cock last night!" he said out loud.  The dull pain in his
asshole reminded him, " ... and I got fucked up my ass! ... I got fucked!!"

Tony's mind was a raging storm.  He couldn't understand how or why it happened.
What did it mean?  How did it all happen?  He stood in the middle of his living
room, looking out at the wooded area behind his building.  "I need some fresh
air!" he said talking to himself again.

Tony walked out the patio door and with no real objective in mind, meandered
down a well worn path into the deep woods.  As he walked, further and deeper
into the wood, he unconsciously pulled at the leaves of the bushes he past.  The
tight white T-shirt he wore, moved with him, clinging to his muscular chest and
narrow waist.  His nipples, as usual, pushed out the fabric to show their hard
nubs.  His worn jeans molded his curved ass cheeks and big crotch.  Finally, he
came upon a small clearing where two paths crossed.  There, next to a medium
sized rock, he sat on an old fallen tree trunk.

His mind kept flashing back to last night.  That big blond guy's full crotch ...
how his face was pulled in to suck at the white material ... those big hairy
balls ... how they smelled ... how they tasted!  And the cocks ... so big and so
hard ... the cock touching his lips ... the cock entering his mouth ... the cock
deep in his ass!

Tony thought of his Dad.  What would his Dad think if he ever found out?  What
would Uncle Lou think?  Tony shuddered.  He felt a delicious twinge as his
nipples hardened and rubbed against the cotton T-shirt.  He felt his 9 inch cock
flex rigidly in his tight jeans. "Damn," he thought with concern, "Why am I
getting hard?"

Before he could contemplate why his cock was rigid thinking about last night, he
heard a loud thumping noise to his right.  He looked up, and a jogger broke into
the clearing!  Startled to see Tony, the runner slipped and crashed to the leaf
strewn ground at Tony's feet.

Tony jumped in surprise!  The man looked to be in his late 20's.  The fallen
jogger looked up, shook his longish brown hair, and with a smile showing through
under a very thick brown mustache, said: "Not toooooo stupid, huh?"

"Are you OK? " Tony asked in concern.

"Yea ... I think so," the man said as he gazed up at Tony's face.  The man's
eyes traveled downward, across Tony's tight shirt clad chest and took in the
obviously swollen crotch Tony sported in his faded jeans.

"Awwww ... ohhh!" the jogger suddenly groaned, although he never really moved.

"What's wrong?" Tony exclaimed.

"I think I pulled a leg muscle," the man said.

Tony reached down to help the jogger stand. "Here, let me help you up."  As he
placed his hand along the man's arm, he suddenly became aware of the man's
sweaty nakedness.  The jogger was only clad in small white nylon jogging shorts
with black trim and dirty running shoes.  His naked top showed well muscled
arms, chest, lats and abdomen.  The man's legs were also strongly muscled from
obvious jogging experience.

Tony helped the man hobble over to the big fallen log.  As Tony knelt before the
jogger, he asked with concern, "Does it hurt much?"

He watch as the man rubbed his right thigh muscle.  It was very well defined,
with a hard ridge extending from his knee up to his white shorts.  The silky
nylon did little to cover the man.  Part of his hard, indented asscheek showed
where the material rode up on his hip.  The flimsy material molded against a
very large crotch.  It showed that this guy was extremely well hung.  Dark brown
hairs protruded from the leg holes, disappearing into the nylon covered mound
between his thighs.

The man looked down at Tony's deep green eyes, and saw where they were focused.
He smiled.

"Yea ... it hurts a little," he said.

"Do you want me to help you back home?" asked Tony.

"Naw ... maybe if I just rub it ... it will go away."

Taking one hand, the jogger slowly massaged up and down his muscular thigh.  As
his hand traveled up, he parted his thighs.  The movement exposed more of his
huge crotch to Tony's view.

"Aww ... shit!" the man groaned.  He leaned back, bracing himself with both his
hands.

"That does hurt! ... could you rub it for me? " the man asked.

"Well ... sure, I guess," responded Tony.  He knelt there before the almost
naked jogger and could smell the mansweat rising from the man's body.  Tony
placed both his hands around the man's injured thigh, just above the knee.  The
hot wet skin startled him again.

As Tony's moved his hands upward a few inches across the thigh, the man moaned
again, "Yea ... awwww ... yea, that's good."

Up and down, Tony rubbed.  He tried to keep his touch firm but gentle.

"Awwww ... yes ... that helps ... rub harder .... awwww."

The man began to rock with the up and down movement of Tony's hands.  His hips
slid forward and back.  From his position between the man's knees, Tony saw the
white covered crotch move closer and closer.

"Yeaaa ... longer ... longer strokes, kid," the man panted.

Tony's eyes were now focused on that nylon covered crotch.  His hands rubbed
closer and closer to its mounded folds.  With each movement up and down of his
hands on the man's hot sweaty thigh, Tony swore that crotch mound got bigger and
bigger.  His hands were just barely touching the thin white material on the
upstroke.  He could feel with his fingertips a large soft mass under the cloth.
Then he realized - it was the man's balls!

Tony's eyes were mesmerized by the give and take of the nylon material.

"Ohhhhh ... yea ... feels gooooooood! ... rub it ... rub it deeper," the man
continued to groan.

Tony watched as a large mounded fold in those shorts seemed to grow and grow -
reaching closer and closer to the leg hole of the thigh he was rubbing.

Without consciously realizing what he was doing, Tony was in fact now making
shorter and shorter rubbing motions, closer and closer to the man's swelling
crotch.

Suddenly with a deep moan, the jogger spread his legs very wide.  The move
served to tug at his shorts, shifting their position on his narrow hips.  A huge
semi-hard 11 inch cut cockstalk slid from the leg hole and brushed along the
side of Tony's hands.  Almost as quickly, the man's large ballsack dropped
through the opening.

Tony just stared.  He couldn't move his eyes away.  His hands continued to rub
the man's thigh as if he were a robot.  The motion caused the big cock to sway
back and forth.  Tony's eyes traced its length, from where it emerged from the
man's shorts, arching from his crotch along the muscled thigh, to its immense
helmeted cockhead.  The cock was not fully rigid, and the obvious weight of the
shaft and its crowning glans made the cock curve downward.  The tip glistened
with a thick stream of pre-cum that dripped off the tip to the ground below.

Later that night, Tony would ponder later just why he did what he did at that
moment.  In slow motion, Tony's whole body leaned forward, until his wet, velvet
lips touched to the tip of the huge cock.

"Yesssssssssssssssss!!!" the jogger hissed.

Tony softly brushed his wet lips against the large wet pulpy glans.  Ever so
slowly, he nipped at the sides of the cockhead.  Pulling back just slightly, he
extended his fat wet tongue and dipped it into the bubbling cockslit, tasting
the man.  Then leaning further, Tony hovered over the large cockhead, and
stretching his mouth open wide, he lowered to surround the glans with his mouth.
The head was so large, he was forced to strain to fit it all inside.  As it
moved across his tongue, he gently lashed at it's velvet surface.

"Awwwwwwwww ..." the man groaned.

Tony pulled back, releasing the fat cockhead from his sucking mouth.  He licked
slowly at the crown, tracing the contours of its massive head.  With deliberate
attention, he worked his mouth down the long side of the cockstalk, nipping the
heavy blood-gorged veins with his lips.  He moved his mouth lower ... inch after
inch, down, down to the base of the magnificent mantool.  Grasping hold of the
base in his right hand, Tony used his left hand to tenderly lift the huge,
fleshy ballsack to his lips.  He repeatedly washed down the wrinkled sack with
his wet tongue, concentrating on the orange sized balls churning within.

"Ohhhhhh ... yessssssss!!" the jogger groaned as Tony's wet tongue administered
to his balls.

"Yes ... eat my balls! ... suck those big, hot, hairy balls!" the man groaned.

Tony buried his face in the manballs, his nose nestled deep in the hairy sack.
His tongue laved hot spit over their surface.  He lapped each big ball in turn
with his wet mouth, then moved to surround each with his velvet soft lips.  The
balls were too big!  Tony spread his mouth around each manball to the extent
that was possible, and lapped their fleshy hot surface with spit.

"Ahhh ... so wet ... so hot .... Yessssssss ... suck my balls ... suck my big
balls!"

Tony labored his wet sucking mouth back and forth across the ballsack.  He
dipped his tongue into the heavy crotch hair, tasting and smelling the heady
mancrotch odor.  He then worked his way back up to the massive cockstalk that
was now as hard as tempered steel.

"Oh yea!" exclaimed the man.  "Take that cock ... it's all yours slut! ... all
yours ... suck that cock, cocksucker ... I'm so fucking hot ... suck my big
cock!"

Tony lapped his tongue back and forth at the rigid shaft ... up across its
massive veined surface ... up 3 inches, lap with spit ... up 6 inches, tongue
the veins ... up 9 inches, ... heavy streams of pre-cum drooled down from the
cock's big glans.  Tony licked and sucked at the little rivers of manjuice as
they slid down the man's cock.

The muscular jogger reached down to Tony's head and pulled him up to the tip of
the long 11 inch cock.

"SUCK IT!  ... TAKE IT IN! ... SUCK IT, COCKSLUT! ... I need it, NOW!!!!!"

Tony's mouth again surrounded the massive glans, straining to take it all.  He
felt his own cock flex in his tight jeans.  The strong hands controlling his
head were exciting to Tony.  As Tony's lips covered the head, he rubbed his wet
tongue around the ridge where it mated to the long cockshaft.

"Oh yeaaaaaa!  ... Just like that! ... Suck my cock! ... Use your slut tongue!
... Suck it, cocksucker!!!!!!!"

Tony swirled hot spit around the massive glans, then took heavy sucks at its
surface.  The man pressured Tony's head with ham-like hands, forcing him lower
... to take inch after inch of the cock into his mouth.

"Suck me, cockbitch! ... Suck that big cock!"

The fat cockhead slid across his tongue and bumped against Tony's throat,
pushing in.  Seven wide inches of cockstalk remained!

Tony panted through his nose as more and more of the big cock was forced down
his gullet.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh ...!!" the man groaned.  "Yea! ... Take it ... Take it ALL!  ...
It's yours baby ... Eat that cock, cumslut! ... Suck that big cock!"

Tony got within 4 inches of his goal to bury his face in the man's pubes, before
he was forced to pull up.  As he slid inch after inch of the long fat cock from
his mouth, he felt the bulging veins cross his wet lips.  Pulling up to the
glans, he grabbed a quick breath through his mouth and sucked hard at the
cockhead.

"Oooooooooo!!!!! " the jogger moaned, and Tony renewed his attack at the massive
cock and its big drooling slit.

"Awww baby! ... SUCK ME, SLUT! ... SUCK MY FUCKTOOL, COCKSLUT!"

Tony began a wild attack.  Up and down, up and down he thrust his head, sucking
the cock into his mouth and throat, then back up again.  He drooled hot gobs of
spit, making the huge veined covered cockstalk shine.  He couldn't get enough of
the 11 inch monster.  It felt right to him to be there on his knees, sucking ,
worshipping this manly cock.  His own 9 inch tool was so hard it hurt.  But that
would have to wait.  His hands were too busy pawing at the muscular body and
especially the man's huge dangling nutsack.

"Awww ... baby, baby .... Suck that cock! ... yesssssss ... suck it, slut!",
groaned the muscular jogger and he leaned back on the felled log, thrusting his
hips up into Tony's face.

Tony moved his mouth rapidly up and down the long inches of throbbing cock.  He
kneaded the man's huge fleshy balls and scratched at the man's cock hair.  The
jogger's whole crotch was wet and slippery with the combined wetness of Tony's
spit and his cock's drooling juices.

Tony's whole universe was that huge, rigid cock.  Up and down, up and down ...
faster ... faster ... he moved his sucking mouth and throat.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh ..." the man continued to groan, louder and louder as his orgasm
approached.  He strained to drive his 11 inches deeper into Tony's sucking pit.

Suddenly the man's legs shot out rigid; his ass cheeks pulled taunt; his lower
abdomen flexed.  He trust deeply into Tony's mouth and his strong hands held
Tony down.

"UGH! ... UGH!! ... CUMMINGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!" he screamed.

Tony felt the massive cockstalk swell in his mouth and throb.  The first bolt of
hot white cum almost drowned him.  He struggled to pull up - to savor the
throbbing, climaxing cock in his mouth, but the man held him down.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ... " Tony moaned as he felt bolt after bolt of hot cum splash
into his throat.  The flood forced some to bubble back up into his mouth,
driving his taste buds mad with lust.  Tony's own cock flexed and blasted a hot
load inside his tight jeans.


-end of Chapter 2

In Chapter 3, Tony works late. Oh man does he work!

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