Date: Fri, 23 Jul 1999 17:08:42 EDT
From: Begmealot@aol.com
Subject: adventures of tray and jay 9

"Adventures of Tray and Jay 9"

PART 9: TRAY RUNS THE FIRE TRAIL

They call it the Fire Trail, see, because, uh...oh, hell, I don't have any
idea why they call it that!  So anyway I took up jogging to tone up a
little, build my upper chest maybe, tighten those legs.  And, alright, I
like running around half naked.  I admit it.  But it works.  I mean now
that I've been into it a few weeks and I don't get back thrashed and
wheezing.  My chest is bigger, too.  I like that.

Anyway I take the Fire Trail sometimes because it's quiet and it's like
you're out in the middle of a forest.  No cars, buildings, just parkland
and a few other joggers.  Sometimes the high school team sprints by and I
get a whiff of their hot sweaty lean young machines and listen in on their
frisky talk and boyish laughter, and, oh, forget that.  Boner city every
time.  There's two or three of them I've noticed check me out but I'm
always busy scamming on all of their fine butts.  I've had to stop behind a
tree or something and beat my meat just to go on!

I'm really getting into it now, the running thing I mean, and those cross
country boys have helped me there, see.  They're all so fucking beautiful
with their legs stretching out and their arms pumping and their heads up
high and the sweat lubing them up, you know, that I try to look like them
and the next thing is, I do!  I'm developing a real cool form, if I do say
so myself.  And I'm breathing easy and I know it's stupid but I get that
high they talk about.  One time I jacked off on that high and it was wild,
but then I had to jog back home.

So the last time I took the Fire Trail I'm out there all alone except for
the birds and squirrels and shit and I'm going off in my head like I do
when I hear soft footfalls way behind me.  I can hear things better now,
too, I swear.  I'm Super Tray!  Shit.  Of course I stretch it out, shake my
arms and dance around on my long legs a little, taking it easy, and a dude
passes me.  His dark eyes run me off the fucking trail!

He passes going twice as fast as me and I don't know, maybe because he
catches me zooming on his hot ass with the soft, worn red nylon jogger's
shorts slipping up his crack just so, see, anyway he slows to let me catch
up.  Part of me says, yeah, like I need your help, but I have to see more
of this dude and there's a few seconds where I can just stare all I want at
his dark hairy legs and his smooth shiny side under his tank top and his
short black poky hair that sticks out all over.  Which reminds me of
something else that sticks out all over!

"Hey," I said when I pulled up beside him, just to be friendly.

"Hey, yourself," he grinned and then wiped the sweat off his upper lip
where there was this sexy thin line of dark hair, I won't call it a
mustache but I liked it a lot.  I wanted to play with it bad.  He didn't
mind me looking.  "Richard," he went on, holding out his hand awkwardly for
me to shake.  "Richie, really."

"Tray."  Ohmygod his grip was firm, and was it me or did he not let go like
he should?  No, he held my hand way too long not that I minded, then he
grinned right into my eyes like he'd made a point.  See, a jock strap
doesn't have a whole lot of power over my 7" bad boy when he gets going and
mine was pulling out ahead of both of us just then.  I guess Richie read my
mind because he checked it out for himself.

Richie is 19, about 5'10", 145 pounds of lean boy, dark Italian skin, eyes
so brown and deep I almost fell into them the first time I really looked,
and this crazy growth of curly hair sprouting out of his pits.  That's
something that drives me insane.  I have a real weakness for spunky pits.
He said he's out of college for the summer and was spending it with his
folks to make them happy mainly.  I laughed at that, and he really smiled.
God, I almost fainted.

"So what do you do for fun, man?" Richie asked.

"Oh, mostly work, go to school during the year," I shrugged.  "I took up
jogging to get out more, get in shape."

"You must have been jogging a long time, then," he said with this real
admiring glance up and down, and I was speechless.  "So, what else do you
do?"

Don't ask me why, but I just blurted, "I like sex a whole lot..." and then
caught myself but it was too late, Richie's eyes got all wide and his mouth
fell open.

"Yeah, well, don't we all."  Only he licked his lips and shook his head.
Sweat sprayed from his hair.  "What college you go to?"

"High school."

He stopped on a dime.  "No way."

I turned and jogged in place.  "Yep.  One more year and I'm free, Richie."

"So you're, like, 17?"

"Yeah," I said, catching my breath.

"Cool."

We took off again, and Richie was really checking me out.  "You don't look
like a 17-year- old," he said, confused.  "You do, but you're more...I
don't know, more of a...man."  He got embarrassed then when I bore my eyes
into his.  "Wait, I gotta take a piss."

"Me, too," I said a little fast and breathless.

He pulled off to the side of the trail so I followed him and we both
whipped it out and stood there side by side trying to relax enough to wiz.
We were breathing real hard, and I felt his heat and looked straight down
at his slim, long cock there in his hands, and especially the slick red
head that poked out of his foreskin.

The fact is, I didn't have to piss, and my dick was so hard I couldn't
have, anyway.  Richie noticed, of course, but didn't say anything.  We
stood there admiring each other's pieces, then he groaned and shook it off.
And shook it more.  One more time and I lost it, I just reached over and
seized his beautiful prick in one sweaty hand.

"Oh, Christ!" he gasped, and shuddered all over so I grabbed his butt and
stepped closer so my cock rubbed up against his side.  He looked all around
nervously as I moved behind him and wedged my boner between his tight
cheeks as I jacked him slow and easy.  I licked some sweat off his tender
neck and he threw his head back over my shoulder and relaxed in my free
arm.  My tongue shot into his ear and ate it out, and that's when I found
out Richie's a real groaner!

"When's the last time you got laid?" I breathed into his wet ear, and this
big stream of semen flowed from his uncut cock head so when I jacked his
knob he spazzed all over and grunted.

"Uh, oh, man, uh, in the dorm last semester," Richie struggled to stay on
his feet.  "Only it wasn't really a lay, we just played with each other's
cocks and balls and shit and came on the floor by my bed.  AHH!"

"That isn't all you've done, is it?" I teased him.

"Mmm, uh-huh!"

I turned him to face me and dropped to my knees and pulled his shorts and
jock to his ankles in one fast move so he couldn't stop me.  I looked up at
his shocked teenage face and buried my face in his steamy nuts which were
tight with excitement.  Richie fell back against the tree and screamed out
only it was a low boy scream.  I lapped up his funky sexy musky scent and
juices and guided his hands to my head where he picked up fast and went to
pumping.

He pulled back a little and then shoved his dick with a stream of juice
hanging out in my mouth and jabbed his head all over my cheeks and shit,
and I loved it!  The boy was so eager and clumsy I was in heaven.

"OH DAMN!" he shouted and my mouth filled with his cream as his fingers dug
into my sweaty hair and he yelled until he was spent and calm again in my
grip.

I stood and pushed him down and shoved my balls in his face and beat it
fast while his eyes looked up to me all droopy and his tongue tasted my hot
meat.  After a few seconds I tensed and blew all over, some of it hit the
tree behind him, some went off God knows where and a lot ended up on his
happy face.

When I pulled him back up to his feet, Richie was shaky so I held him and
licked my jiz off his face but someone was coming way off in the distance
so we covered up fast and struggled to get back into the run, only back
where we came from.  Neither of us said a word, it was as if there was no
question where we'd go, and most of the jog back to my apartment was a
blur.

But once I got him there he just asked, "Do you live alone?" and I nodded
and he stripped naked and attacked me right there in my living room.  I
swear, he knocked me to the floor in his frantic aggressive fervor and then
got my shorts and jock and shoes and socks off before climbing on top and
grinding his big hard boner against me.

"Woa, slow down, boy!" I chuckled, and he looked a little embarrassed so I
kissed him softly on his moist lips and that set him off again so he's
biting my mouth like my little bro bit my ass that time!

I flipped him over on his ass to get more control and took his wrists and
pinned them by his head and ate his strong nasty pits like I'd been wanting
to for too long.  Richie let out one of his wild ass groans then, and his
legs shot out to the sides so I slid my knees up and let my mouth slick him
up all the way down his chest to his rock belly.  I got more excited than
usual then because there was no hair anywhere on his stomach and my wet
face slid all over and made him buck like crazy.

But Richie started tugging at my shoulders so I looked at him and he was
licking his lips real nasty, and that's when I jumped into a 69 and fed him
my 7" like he asked for only he choked because it was harder than he
expected to take a real dick, not just jack one off on the floor in his
dorm, but Richie learned fast and soon had it all the way down his eager
throat.

Same on my end!  Knowing how I was making that wild boy feel inside drove
me further, down to his balls that were hanging lower and tasted so salty
and full of more come, then down into his manly crack where I found a lot
more curly hair and sweat and such a masculine assault of his own personal
dank odor that it was my turn to moan.  I elbowed his legs back and ate
that boy's ass without another thought!

Richie had to stop sucking then because it was too much for his practical
young mind and all he could do was shake and shudder and swallow over and
over as I got my stiff tongue well past his willing little ring.  Then I
eased off and turned slowly and let him see me coming with the nastiest,
scariest gleam in my eyes, and you bet he was a little scared then!

I lay on top of Richie's heaving body and he wrapped his arms around me as
our spit-slick faces met again.  Man, that boy lost it and started licking
himself off my lips and chin and cheeks, and I pumped my pecker up his
crack while his legs curled naturally around my waist.  Fuck if he wasn't
begging me to screw his cherry ass so I stopped and looked at him funny and
he nodded, and I got to my feet and helped him up.

In my bedroom Richie jumped on the bed and like a perfect slut lay on his
stomach with his knees jutted out to his sides!

"Be careful, boy," I warned him through a shaky throat, and he made these
really excited sounds as he started humping my bed.  I found a rubber and
crawled on top of Richie and ate him some more while I rolled the condom
over my throbbing shaft.  But then I remembered what Jay did to me, and I
moved up to his face and turned it sideways and made Richie suck me with
the glove on.  Man, that boy could moan so many ways it was fucking wild!

Well, I fucked his face pretty good then, see, but I wanted something
tighter so I flattened him under my smooth hard young body and let my
little head find his hole on its own, which it did real fast.  Richie
panted faster in fear so I shushed him and said, "Relax, boy, relax and let
me in, I have what you want, now let me give it to you."

And right when I knew he was ready I slipped it in that tight TIGHT hole of
his and pressed harder against his automatic resistance to get my dick all
the way up his shoot before he could scream.  And I knocked the scream
right out of him, he broke out in a bigger sweat and bit down and took it
like the man he is.

And of course, like the man he is, he started digging it big time!  It's
funny how it always surprises virgins that first time, not the horrible
pain on entry but the incredible pleasure right afterward!  My dick wasn't
quite far enough up his shithole so he forced his ass up higher and took my
cock as far as it could go, and then the uncontrollable moaning whimpers
started!

I thrust it in and out as hard as I've ever stuck it to a dude, and Richie
took it better than anyone.  That boy was born to be fucked.  I slipped my
arms under his and grabbed onto his shoulders to give me even more power to
invade his hungry butt and then I was pumping him like a fucking maniac and
dripping my sweat all over him and breathing spit on his neck through
clenched teeth, and the bed was jumping off the floor...

And then I let out a guttural wail and planted my cock all the way up
Richie's butt and pulled his head back by the hair so all he could do was
choke and gasp while I spazzed off inside him and my eyes fucking rolled
back in my head and my throat went dry before it was done.  I collapsed in
a soaking wet heap on his back and just let my cock twitch and drip all of
its spunk out into that nice used rubber that was packed up that boy's
abused hole.

He just lay there and sighed and swallowed and jerked his hips a little
which sent me dripping more.  When I could see again I stuck my nose in the
back of his neck and licked him more, and bit him a little, and suddenly
had to do something I'd never done.  I went lower down his neck and sucked
it hard until he had one wild inflamed hicky there for everyone to see.
And I know he had no idea yet!

So I pulled out of him and tossed the rubber and kissed the small of his
back which made him arch and shiver again and roll over to offer me his
hard, drippy cock.  I took it, see, and sucked him slow even though he was
ready to shoot off the whole time.  I tortured him, yeah, and had his balls
and shaft dripping with my spit and shaking and bobbing and quivering in
terrible need for release.

When I licked Richie's pisshole one last time and went down on that hot man
thing he knew what was coming, there was no fucking choice by then, and he
held my head as he exploded again, only that time it was aimed right to the
back of my throat and the first shot tripped my swallow reflex and from
then on it was just one spunky throb after another, and he didn't make a
sound.

I milked him for all he had and kept sucking until I heard his steady
breathing and felt his hands slip from my hair and knew he was asleep.
But, my God, Richie's dick was still hard in my mouth.

Well, what would you have done?

OKAY, GUYS, SO MAYBE THIS IS GETTING OUT OF HAND!  I MEAN, I'M WEARING
MYSELF OUT HERE.  KEEP TELLING ME WHAT YOU THINK!