Date: Thu, 4 May 2000 17:15:27 EDT
From: Adonisart1@aol.com
Subject: Taking it to the hole with Alan Iverson: College, Athletics, Black

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Taking it to the hole with Alan Iverson

	Mopping, sweeping, dusting, polishing, etc., etc.  This was my
current lot in life as a college student.  I was cleaning each of the gym
areas as I had been directed to do for my college work study program.  I
hated the job of cleaning but I must admit that I loved the opportunity to
spy those naked jocks in the locker room when I went in to clean and lock
up at night.  Just getting to see so much naked flesh on the bods of such a
diverse population of athletes, so various were the builds and proportions.
I spied as they showered, covered their bodies with lotion, stood naked at
the urinals taking a piss, and when they just stood around bullshitting
with each other as guys (jocks) usually do.  They would casually saunter
past me as I mopped the floor or wiped down the tiles.  Many a bouncing
cock caught my attention as they danced to the beat of a different drummer
(HAHA)!  This job supplied me with a lot of masturbation material for my
solo adventures at home.
	This was my second year at the University of Pittsburgh and I
couldn't wait to get my degree in Physical Therapy and Psychology.  It was
time to get a real job.  So let me tell you what happened last semester
right before spring break.  Of all my experiences and jack off fantasies at
Pitt none will be remembered as much as this one!

	I was cleaning and closing up the gym facility at Bellefield Hall.
I had cleaned the weight room upstairs and the one with the free weights
and then I was going to dust mop the hoop court floor.  It was then that my
life changed forever!  As I approached the hoop court, I heard the distinct
sound of a dribbling ball and the "Swisshhh!" of a hoop rock hittin nuthin
but net!  I had already closed up and no damn body should have been in
there.  So, I readied myself to tell somebody off but as I entered, I was
taken aback!  There was one solitary figure dribbling and racing up and
down the court.  At first I thought to myself, "This nigga looks familiar.
Then it hit me- it was Alan Iverson!"  I was no Basketball fan but I
recognized him from all the articles and magazine covers that I had seen
his gorgeous face and body adorn.
	As he ran up and down the court, sweat flew from his shirtless
body.  He juked and shifted against some imaginary opponents.  It was as if
he were actually playing a real NBA game.  His shorts hung low off his hips
and occasionally when his back was turned towards me, the crack of his ass
became visible right below the thick waist band of his worn jockstrap!  I
simply stood there, mop in hand.  After about five minutes of observing, he
noticed me standing there.  He froze in his steps, spinning the ball on his
outstretched middle finger.
	"Yo, what's up?  Is it time for you to lock up?"  I nodded.  "Cool,
I was done anyway."  He walked up to me and exited into the locker room.  I
continued to stand there taking deep breaths of his hot musky man scent
into my nose and lungs!  I leaned up against the wall dazed by the
experience.  The sound of the locker shower woke me.  I turned to enter the
locker room.  The door was noisy as hell most times, but I had learned to
open and close it silently.  This gave me the added opportunity to catch an
unaware jock in the middle of a shower jack!!
	  The always present musty smell of hot sweaty bodies was increased
by the hot steam from the shower.  I walked farther in and noticed laying
before me on the bench were his shorts, a jock strap, a towel, his socks,
and his duffel bag.  I crept up to the corner of the shower area and peeked
around.  There Alan stood with his back to me.  I watched as his hands
soaped up his face and chest.  He rinsed and began lathering up his legs
and groin.  The lathering quickly turned into stroking wood!!
	His ass muscles were clenching as his hips began fucking his fist!
Ohhh shit this was the kind of hot action that people paid for in town and
I was gettin this hot action for free!  My wood began to rise in my jeans,
so I started stroking and massaging myself through the heavy denim. As he
started moaning, I felt the wells of cum beginning to rise deep within my
balls.  The steam for the shower was thick.  I strained my eyes to see him
bust his nut.  I wanted, I needed to see the cum!  His hips pumped faster
and faster and then they locked!  That was it, he was erupting!  A long
stream of thick cum arched upwards landing on the tiled wall!  His body
shook a few times as the final streams dripped from his hidden cock.  He
resumed his shower washing the cum from his chest and from his thighs,
while I stealthily exited the room.
	About two weeks had passed and I not a sight.  I was beginning to
lose hope but then on the third, I entered the hoop court again to dust mop
and it was him.  Once again, I stood there watching as he raced up and down
the court.  I knew he was nearing the end of his workout so I decided to
hit the locker room before him.  I went in and hid in one of the toilet
stalls so I could spy him as he showered.  No sooner as I was in the stall
and perched on the toilet seat, I heard the squeak and bang of the door and
then the rattling of a locker.  I could not see him but was fantasizing
about him seductively undressing.  Just visualizing the way he dropped his
shorts and removed the worn jock strap, freeing his weighty balls and trunk
thick cock, was sending my cock into over load!!
	I waited, silently anticipating the sight of his naked body
showering in front of me.  Then it happened!  Through a small crack between
the stall doors, I could see his confident stride.  He walked up to the
shower and began to wet his body.  His naked body was gorgeous!!  His long
muscular limbs flexed with each step, with each movement.  His body was
perfect!  He had a nice firm round ass, thick thighs, well defined calves,
and a cock that could gag a dinosaur!!!  Seeing him buck naked and only a
few feet before me was deliciously enticing!!  My dick began to grow so big
so fast that it was becoming uncomfortable in that crouched position.  I
tried to shift and readjust its' position but the toilet seat shifted under
my weight and cracked!  Before I could recover, the stall door was snatched
open!  There stood Alan wet, naked and obviously annoyed!!
	"What the fuck are you doin in there?", he demanded!  "My job!", I
barked back.  "I was just trying to fix this broken seat.  Why?"  "Cause, I
was in here trying to shower."  "And whose stopping you?"  I tried to act
nonchalant and professional but feared that my cock which was obviously
peaked, would give Alan insight into why I was really there. Just standing
that close to him, naked and dripping wet was more than any man should have
to endure!!  He was there within reach of me.  Naked, wet and hung like a
horse (as my grandmother would say)!!  Oohh, if only I could.... "If only
you could what?", he asked.  Oh shit had I said that out loud?!!  "Uuummm,
If only I could (make this a good one) could....get back to my job!!!"
Good save.  I think.  I looked at his facial expression as he looked me up
"and" down.  He smirked and turned and walked back to the showers.  His ass
bobbed with each step! Was he switching??  Damn, how I wanted to lick that
ass!!!
	I removed the seat which was broken, which "I" had just broken, and
proceeded to exit the locker room.  As I walked towards the door I happened
to look in the mirror and saw Alan watching me walk away.  I turned towards
him and as I did, he turned away.  I turned and proceeded to exit the
locker room.  As I walked away, I reflected, no not expressive enough; I
bathed in the memory of Alan's wet naked body standing mere inches from me.
The sight of his round healthy ass bouncing as he walked back to the
showers, and how with each shift of his weight, that fat, long, veiny
grandfather clock pendulum of a cock swung, to and fro.  Oh, I couldn't
wait to get home!  I had to beat off and soon or my nut sack would burst!!
Fuck it!  I need to release NOW!  I hurried into the deserted area behind
the stage on the first floor of the Hall.  I stood there in the dark and
dropped my jeans and boxers, freeing my nine inches of rock hard flesh that
needed to be pleased!
	As my left hand cupped under my balls and began massaging, my right
hand took firm hold of the shaft and began working it up and down.  I added
the sights and fantasies of Alan in the shower and within less than ten
strokes cum and such orgasmic pleasure shot forth, I literally fell to my
knees!  After the shock waves subsided and I could stand again, I pulled my
shorts and jeans back up over my still erect meat, and I washed away the
cream of passion from the floor.  As soon as I walked out of the darkness
into the light, Alan bumped into me!  "Damn, nigga don't you watch where
you goin'?", he blurted at me!  I stood looking at him, not knowing what to
say.  "What the fuck you doin in the dark anyway, beatin yo dick?"  A long
pause followed to which he smiled and added, "Damn, that's what you was
doin' back in the dark there.  You was beatin off! Damn!"  Then he laughed.
I became out raged and embarrassed and so I retorted, "I don't know what
the fuck so funny to you.  I saw you beatin your shit a few weeks ago in
the shower.  You was all weak kneed and shit, shaking like a little bitch!"
We both stood there looking into each other's eyes, contemplating if this
was worth throwing blows over.  Alan began to walk away, "Fuck you bitch!
Fuck you!"  "Yeah I bet you'd like to fuck me, you queer!", I replied.
	Alan was outraged!!  "What the fuck did you call me?  I know your
little ass didn't call me a queer!  I'll beat the livin shit out of you!!"
I began to believe that he would!  I started to fear for my safety.  As he
approached, I retreated.  Step for step we moved in unison.  "That's you
your ass is afraid of me know you little bitch!"  Alan jerked forward as if
he was about to punch.  His fake made me jump and throw my arms up in
defense.  Alan knew he had me.  "Suck my dick bitch!"  I was stunned and
looked at him as if to say what was that?  "I said suck my dick bitch!  you
either suck my dick or I'm gonna beat you til your mama can't recognize
you!"  Was he serious?  I doubted it but was I going to take that chance?
No!  I asked, "What do you mean?", even though I knew full well what he
wanted.  "I want you to drop on your fucking knees and take my fucking dick
in you mouth and I want you to suck on my dick until I cum in your fucking
mouth bitch and then I want you to swallow every last drop!"  I began to
stutter, "Buuutt someone might see us..."  "We ain't goin do it here.  You
comin back to my apt with me! So git yo shit and let's go!"
	We arrived at Alan's apt. and no sooner as the door closed and
locked his clothes began to hit the floor.  First off went his tank top
T-shirt.  Then his shoes were kicked to a corner of the room, followed by
his socks.  The last thing were his Sweatpants.  "Come over here and pull
off my boxers!"  He left the boxers for me.  I approached and reached out
for the elastic of the Tommy Hielfiger boxers.  As soon as my hands touched
the fabric, he pushed me back.  "On your knees!"  I complied without
complaint.  I knelt down and again reached for the elastic.  This time when
I made contact he raised his arms and as if to say `Bring it on`!  I slowly
pulled the boxers down.  The first sight of his dark pubic bush sent my
cock into spasms and it began to rise!  I continued to pull them down
slowly and carefully.  I was savoring each and every delectable morsel of
this chocolate god's body.  Who knows when I'll get this close to another
person again and especially one so beautiful!!
	After a few inches of pulling, it finally was visible!  His thick,
huge, trunk sized cock!  It was hanging there soft and yet it was still
bigger than any cock I had ever seen in real life!!  Just imagine, in mere
seconds I will have this beautiful specimen in my mouth to pleasure!  I was
on the verge of creaming my jeans.  I finally had pulled the boxers
completely down.  First his left foot, then the right as he stepped out of
them.  My eyes were glued to the movement of his cock and balls as they
swung right before my eyes!  "Nigga stop fucking staring and start
sucking!"  I looked up at his face and realized that behind those rough
thuggish words was a nigga who wanted me just as much as I wanted him!
	I reached up and took his ass cheeks in hand and began to massage
them while my tongue began to lick around his bush and then in small
circles along his thighs.  His cock began to swell slowly, so I took the
hint that it wanted some attention.  I used my right hand to massage his
balls as my left stayed firmly planted on his ass.  When his cock had risen
to a point where it was parallel to the floor, I opened wide my salivating
mouth and moved forward.  His hips also moved forward offering me more of
his meat.  It's salty taste was delicious and sweet to my taste buds!  As
my tongue licked circles around his massively engorged dome, his cock rose
to full erection!!  I damn near choked as it almost blocked off my air
passage.  His fucking dick was a good twelve inches give or take an inch
and it felt damn near the same in girth!!!  Like a greedy child slurping an
ice cream sundae, I went to work!!
	I had never sucked a cock this big before but I was on it like a
pro!  My hands were massaging his nuts, then his ass, back to the nuts,
then stroking the shaft as my head bobbed.  His constant and ever growing
moans told me that he was clearly enjoying the sensation!  Once in a while
I would shift attention and slurp and lick all around his cantaloupe sized
balls!  After a few minutes of this, he grew weak in the knees, as that
they buckled.  he didn't fall but damn near.  I stopped and motioned for
him to sit on the couch.  He backed up and plopped his heavy brown ass down
on the cushions.  Without warning or thought, I instinctively dived into
his ass!  I threw his legs up and pulled his body closer to me in a
position where his cheeks were spread and his hole in plain view and
accessible!  From the first lick, his body shuddered like it was struck by
lightning!  "Oh! Fuck!! Damn that shit feels tight!!!"  I then decided to
turn the tables on this thuggish nigga.
	I stopped everything and waited.  After a second of not feeling any
contact, Alan opened his eyes, "Yo homiee whasup?  Why you stoppin?"  "I
want something from you."  "Look bitch, I'm the one giving orders up in
this peace not you!  You just here to suck my dick!"  "Fuck you!  You just
gonna have to beat my ass up!  I ain't sucking nothin unless..."  There was
silence.  I half way expected him to haul off and hit me but he looked
puzzled rather than mad.  "Unless what?", he asked.  "Unless, you give me
something in return!"  "What the fuck???  I ain't sucking your dick!!"
"Who said that's what I wanted?"  "Well, what the fuck you want?"  "Later,
I `ll tell you later but if you want me to continue, I need to know do we
have a deal?"  I could tell he was perplexed.  He was asking himself `what
should I do?'  I sat on the floor and seductively licked my lips.  "Hell
N_!"  He began to say no but I leaned forward an inserted my tongue deep
into his pucker hole!  Shivers shot through his body and he clenched his
sphincter around my tongue and began to rock his hips as if he were being
fucked.  That NO, quickly changed as he responded, "Hell N_, YEAH!! I'll do
it, whatever you want I'll do it just don't stop! Oohhh!"  He was mine to
do with as I pleased!  I continued to tongue fuck his ass as his hips
continued to fuck back against the thrusts of my tongue!  I then returned
to his cock which had a glittering stream of pre-cum from slit to balls!
	I took the whole of his cock (or as much as I could) deep into the
swallows of my mouth!  I began to bob my head again, while creating a
vacuum of pressure, and tickling with my tongue.  His hands locked tightly
around my head as his hips now bucked upwards in terrific anticipation of
my masterful sucking!  "Ohhh shit!  Baby I'mmm.."  (Hey wait a minute he
called me baby!  Oh shit I have this nigga just where I want him!)  "Ohhhh
shit! baby I'mmm bout to, I'mmm bout tooo, uuuuhhh, bout to, ooohhh
CUUMMMMMMM!!"  Thick salty bursts of rich semen were propelled from Alan's
monstrous sex canon!!  I counted as I swallowed, three, four, five!  Five
hot and heavy blasts delighted the inners of my mouth and throat!  As I
licked the last of his cream, his legs and torso shivered like a drug
addict going through with drawl!  His cock fell against his belly as I let
it fall from my mouth.
	I stood and wiped the seminal evidence from my upper lip, as I
looked down on this famous hoop star, now at my mercy!  His eyes were
closed and his head leaning back and slightly to the left of the couch.  A
smile of sheer and indescribable pleasure was beaming on his face.  I stood
there long enough to watch his cock soften and then rise again!  All in all
about twenty minutes.  His eyes opened.  "So what you want me to do?"  Not
sure how to reply, I swallowed a breath and answered, "Fuck me!"