Date: Sat, 4 Jan 2003 21:49:22 -0500
From: JE
Subject: Blowing for Hot Guy's Jizz

     It was my senior year in high school, and I was in the beginning of my
prime years. I was 5 ft. 11 in., 135 lbs., with blond hair, hazel eyes, and
a muscular, tan body that I loved to show off while I ran. I have been
attracted to guys since fourth grade, but none more than Jason, another boy
on the cross country team. He was in my grade and was the hottest guy I've
ever seen. He was 6 ft., 140 lbs., brown hair with blond highlights, and
with a body of a porn star! He had deep, sad, brown eyes that could hold me
captivated for hours! After running for four years together on the cross
country team, we had become friends and often did things together with the
team. He would occasionally give me rides home from practice on days when
my parents had my car. It was on one such day that I would get to know
Jason a WHOLE lot better.

    "Hey, my parents are at work so the house will be empty," Jason said
one day on the way home from practice. "Maybe I can show you my new sound
system in my bedroom without everyone yelling at me to turn it down."
    Just the prospect of seeing Jason's sweaty body for a few more minutes
in his running shorts and wife-beater excited me enough to say 'yes'.
    "Great!" replied Jason. "I think you'll really like it." I could think
of a couple of things I would like to do more with him than check out his
sound system, but those could only stay in my fantasies. I smiled and
pretended to look out the window while really checking out his crotch,
imagining what lay underneath his shorts.

     We arrived at his house a couple minutes later and went inside. It was
clean and empty. He led me to his bedroom and immediately began showing me
all the new speakers and features his stereo had. I pretended to be
interested while I sat on the bed. I had to admit that it was pretty cool,
but I could not take my mind off thoughts of getting on my knees and
sucking Jason's dick.
    "Want something to drink?" asked Jason, bringing me out of another
dazed fantasy.
    "Sure," I said disinterestedly.
    What do you want?"
    "Just water," I replied. Jason left for a couple minutes. I turned down
the music and waited for him to return. A couple minutes later, he
returned. Whether he had the water or not, I never noticed. How could I? I
mean, how could any gay teenager like myself focus when a hot guy of his
dreams stood there naked with a boner eight inches long?! I couldn't
believe my eyes.
    "Yeah, this is real, you're not dreaming," said Jason, approaching me
slowly and standing right in front of me. I was frozen to the spot. "You
thought I didn't notice you staring at me all these years? Even me, a hot,
dumb jock noticed it."
    I couldn't say anything. My mouth was gaped open and my eyes wide. My
pants were tenting up faster than ever and I felt drool going down my
cheek.
    "You wanna suck it, don't you?" I heard Jason ask with a smirk. "Go
ahead."
    Before I knew it I was on my knees in front of him. His fully erect,
cut cock was a mere two inches from my face. I moved forward, my mouth
still open, and felt the head brush past my lips.
    With that, I was brought back to reality and closed my lips around the
thick shaft. My tongue flicked across the bottom and started into motion. I
put my hands on his thighs and began to give Jason my first (and his first)
blowjob. I worked his piece of meat like nothing else mattered in the world
but making him cum. I could hear his breath increasing with every thrust of
my mouth onto his dick. I could hear him groan with pleasure. I directed
him over to the bed and he sat down and lied back. I positioned my head and
mouth over his tool and started massaging his sac with my hand. I made
circular, sucking motions with my lips and tongue. I knew Jason was
enjoying it as much as I was.
    "Deep throat me," he breathed. I instantly obeyed, forcing my gag under
control and shoving his cock into my throat. I continued to suck in that
position, taking his own member into my eager mouth. After about a minute
of going between sucking on his head and deep-throating hips legs began to
shake. His hands clutches at my head and neck. His breathing and moaning
were deep and sexy. His orgasm was almost here and I wanted to taste his
cum so bad!
    "Dude, I'm going shoot!" Jason cried. I moved deep onto his throbbing,
steamy cock again and prepared to take in his load. Suddenly, spurt after
thick, creamy spurt of jizz shot into my throat and mouth. I began to
swallow, but I couldn't keep up with the flow. I could feel it dribbling
down my chin and into his balls. I savored the salty-sweet taste of his
man-juice and milked it out of his cock to get all I could. Jason finally
relaxed and let go of my head. I stood up and then lay on top of him. We
kissed for a couple minutes and rolled around on the bed. Our bodies were
hot and sweaty. Finally, we stopped.
    "Thanks, man," said Jason softly. "That was great!"
    "Any time," I said. He smiled.
    "I may have to take you up on that offer sometime," he replied. "Now
lets go get that water so I can wet my lips and then I can return the
favor." I laughed and he winked. The afternoon was far from over.