Date: Sun, 20 May 2007 12:10:28 -0700 (PDT) From: Dan R Subject: Me & Justin 18 My balls turned out to be fine. Which, for any guy is always a great relief. Our season was rolling along nicely. We had a great record home and away. About mid season, we had a tournament out state. Up in Fargo, ND. We were really excited because we didn't get to go out of state very much. (If anybody has ever been to Fargo, there really wasn't much to be excited about.) But we were excited just the same. We were on the bus and it was a really long ride. Long and boring. I remember riding on the freeway through land that was barren of anything, then all of a sudden we crossed the border, and there was Fargo. It was like a big town in the middle of no where. The trip for the tournament brought along a larger amount of boosters and parents. We later learned this was because Fargo was also know as Little Reno, as you could play blackjack in the bars. So a lot of the dad's went up because of that reason. One word can describe our experience up there. Pain. I knew it was going to be a long weekend when we got to our motel room. What a dump I thought. The walls were concrete, the carpeting looked to be 20 years old, and I didn't even want to imagine what the bed was like. I was rooming with our goalie Chris. He was a nice enough guy. He was pretty big to be a goalie. Like 6' 1" and a little pudgy, but he had quick reflexes. When we walked in to our room, we looked at each other and laughed. "Holy crap Brian. This place is gross." He said. "I know man. At least it's cold out so all of the bugs are probably hibernating." I replied. We got in and got settled in. We didn't have a game until the morning, so we turned on the TV and watched. My dad and Jeff's dad walked in and told us they were going downtown to a bar and that everybody was going to a Pizza Hut for dinner. Which we did. When we got back to our room, Chris was acting kindoff weird. I knew the apprehension coming from him. I felt it before. "Hey Chris, you don't gotta worry about me trying anything tonight. I already have a boyfriend." I said. "I know man. It's not that. It's just, how did you know that you were gay? I mean, when?" He asked. "I dunno man. Probably the first time I sucked a cock and liked it" I said laughing. "Cmon Brian. Be serious. The whole trip up I was thinking that maybe I like guys. I'm not sure. I messed around some when I was younger and stuff. " He said. "Ok man. Listen, I don't know when I knew. I think I was pretty young. Don't you have a girlfriend?" I asked. "Yeah, I do. But we haven't done anything yet, and when we started to last week, it didn't work... Ya know.." He said quietly. "I'll tell you what. Why don't we get naked and suck each other off and we'll see if you can get hard." I said, trying to sound serious. "Seriously? I guess that would be ok." He said back excitedly. "Jesus man. I wasn't being serious. I'm not going to be your gay tester. You gotta find one on your own. But, how about we turn on the skin channel and jerk off together and go to bed." I replied. "Really? Cool!" He said. We turned on Cinemax and there was one of those cheesy soft core porns on. They were so stupid. You could tell that the guy was never screwing the girl, plus, you never got to see any dick. Just tits. But I hoped that it would make him comfortable. We laid next to each other on one of the beds and turned down the lights. I pushed down my sweats and started to rub my boxers and he followed suit. Soon enough I had a hard on watching him. (I loved and love seeing other guys dicks. Even though they are mostly all the same, but seeing somebody everyday in the showers naked wondering what there dick was like hard, well, that never got old.) I pushed my boxers down to my ankles and let him see my dick. I could see that he was glued to it, and not the TV screen. He did the same thing and I watched his dick flop up against his belly. It was really nice. 6 1/2" and thick, with low hanging balls. I looked down at mine and compared it to his. Grrr. Why couldn't I have a bigger dick and balls I grumbled. We were tugging our dicks in unison, both watching each other. I leaned over and pulled his hand off his dick and I took a hold of his thick one and rubbed the precum on the head and he did the same to mine. About 30 seconds after me grabbing his dick, he shot his load all over the place. I wasn't quite ready yet, so after he recovered from his obvious extreme orgasm, he leaned on his side and got a better grip on my dick. He moved his hands down and played with my balls a bit, then went back to work on my dick. In no time, I was thinking about his dick exploding and I exploded as well. It had been awhile since I had sex or jerked off, so I had a very impressive load. One drop even hit my chin. I got up and grabbed a towel and we cleaned each other up. I don't know why I didn't, but I knew I could go further with him than a hand job, but I guess I just didn't want to. We talked a bit longer about what happened and he wondered if he was gay or not. I told him I didn't know, but I'm sure he would figure it out soon enough. He agreed and we fell asleep in separate beds. We woke up happy and content, and hungry. Our game was pretty early, plus we needed to do a pre-skate, so we didn't get to go to a restaurant, which bummed everybody out. (Going to a restaurant was always a big deal for me when I was in school. We almost never went out to eat, and when we did, it was a big treat.) The boosters had a breakfast of cereal and fruit setup in the locker room, so we ate that and then went out for our early skate. When that was finished up, I was standing by the zamboni entrance and the other team started walking out for their skate. Holy christ. These guys were giants I thought to myself. I looked at Ryan who was standing nearby and he gave me a priceless look of "Holy Shit". "Did you see those guys? They are frickin giants!" I said to Ryan. "I know. Holy crap." he said. I didn't usually get nervous before a game, but I feared for my life before this game, and I had good reason to. I was only 5' 8". When we got out for the start of the game, I looked over at their top center. He was easily 6' 3" and was big. Fricking Paul Bunyan. Where is Babe I thought. We took the faceoff and we were dominated. I mean dominated. These guys were good. They weren't cheap or anything. They were big and fast. I got my ass kicked on the ice. When I got checked, I got mauled. When I tried to check back, they moved and I would miss and everybody else would check me. It reminded me of the movie Slapshot when the Hanson brothers would finish somebody off in the corner. Old school hockey, just like Eddie Shore... Well, we got our asses kicked. We lost 7 - 1. We walked off the ice defeated. I felt sorry for Chris because we didn't do anything to help him. He was getting pelted by shots all game. I could barely walk back to the locker room. I was kindoff pissed at coach for not preparing us for these beasts, but there wasn't any real blame. I looked over at Jeff who looked like me and we laughed a little bit. All of our training didn't prepare us for this. I usually didn't take losses this well, but what could I do I thought. These guys were amazing. We got back to the fleebag motel with Chris and I was in severe pain. My whole body hurt, and I knew it was going to be nothing like how I was going to feel in the morning. I took off my clothes and laid down on the bed on my stomach and just groaned. Chris came out of the bathroom and he was wearing just a robe. Actually, I wasn't looking at him. I had my head down in the pillow hoping all my pain would go away. Chris came over with a bottle of lotion the hotel had and asked me if I wanted a back rub. I begged him to do so. He straddled my butt and poured some of the lotion on my back and started working on my muscles. He pulled my boxers down a little and was working on the small of my back, right above my butt. It felt great. My back was killing me there. Then he moved back up my body to my neck and massaged my shoulders. I was in heaven. He leaned into me and I could feel his dick on my butt crack and he asked if he was doing ok. "hmmmmmm" I purred. Then we took the lotion and went to work on my legs. He moved up and down and moved his hands between my legs and rubbed there too. I was feeling a lot better and I asked him if he wanted me to rub him. "I'm not done yet dude" He whispered, then he flipped me over revealing a large tent in my boxers. He smiled and took the lotion and rubbed it on my chest and massaged my chest and arms and neck. This guy is trying to seduce me I thought! I was so sore and kindoff depressed about the game, I didn't care. I was really slippery and he leaned his body into mine and I could feel his dick popping out of his boxers and rubbing on my stomach. Then he kissed me. I was pretty shocked. But I kissed him back. He sat back up and pulled down my boxers and he massaged my balls a little bit, then he went down on me. "Chris, I don't..." but I stopped saying anything when he grabbed my balls tightly and continued to suck me off. He took his lotion sapped finger and found my ass hole and poked it up there massaging all around. I whimpered. This rookie knew exactly what he was doing. I think I knew whether or not he was gay or not when he did that. I was in bliss. He was taking my whole dick in his very warm mouth. "Chris, I'm goona shoot dude!" I yelled. But he didn't move away and kept sucking away until I blew my load in his mouth. He drank it all up. I was shocked and also very relieved. "Holy shit Chris. That was awesome. Fuck me now!" I told him. It didn't take him more than a split second to put lotion on his dick and put it against my hole. His dick was a lot thicker than any I ever had. He pushed it in and it felt really good inside of me. Our faces were close together and we kissed each other while he was fucking me. I could feel his skin on my skin and it felt great. Before long he increased his speed and I could feel his come in my butt. It felt great. He deflating dick was kept in my butt while we kissed, very passionately. I could still taste some of my cum in his mouth too. He pulled his dick out of me and collapsed on top of me. He was heavier than me, but I loved that feeling. Our soft dicks touching together, tingling every time they touched. I looked up at him and smiled. He did the same and we fell asleep naked. We woke up the next morning to a shrieking mom, an embarrassed dad, and to a laughing Jeff. My mom and dad scurried away and Jeff stayed in the room. "Holy crap Brian. Can you go on one trip and not convert somebody. Jesus christ, you are a horn dog." He said laughing. "Ummm, Jeff. I am actually innocent in this. I was seduced." I replied. Chris obviously embarrassed scurried to the bathroom. Me and Jeff laughed and I put on some clothes. I gave him the details, which Jeff winced at, but I knew he wanted to know to stifle his curiosity. When Chris got out of the shower, Jeff welcomed him to the `club'. "Hey you fuckers, there is a club?" I asked. "Yeah, it is the fucked Brian club. I think it is 1000 members strong these days." He yapped. We got into a big wrestling match and went to the arena for the game. We were in good spirits, however, in much pain from the previous game. We played a smaller school and we dominated them. Coach kept me out of some shifts from the beating I took the game before. But I got a power play goal, and an assist on one of Jeff's goals. I liked the power play a lot because me, Jeff, and Ryan got to be on the same line sometimes. It was like old times when we were younger. When we got back into the locker room after the game, Roger came up to me. "Man, you are a dog. I swear to god. You have some touch or something." I just smiled. The gossip traveled fast in our locker room I thought. Jeesh. I decided to room with Roger on trips like this in the future. He wouldn't let me do anything with him anymore, and I really liked him as a friend. He had really changed since I first met him. He was a scrawny kid with a lot of problems, but being the student manager of the team brought him a new confidence. Plus he worked out with the team, and he even skated with us sometimes. On the long bus ride home, I thought about the weekend. I thought about Rusty. I really liked him, but I decided I didn't love him. But I knew he loved me. I guess I wasn't ready to love anybody else besides Sean for now. I liked him a lot. But it wasn't the same thing. I wondered if I told him what I thought, if he would be really angry, or ok with it. I decided to not mess with a good thing and leave it where it was for the time. To be continued.... Thanks for everybody's nice comments. To answer a couple of questions. Yes this is a true story. Yes, all of the names are different than their actual names. And, ummmm, yes... Sadly, my dick never got bigger : (