KEN'S JOCK SHOP

 Jim was a first year college student working his way through college
 and still living at home with his mother, as his father had died
 about two years ago. Jim was a good swimmer and had decided that he
 wanted to try out for the swim team in his first year at college. He
 had always enjoyed watching the swim team in high school and
 watching the swimmers & divers had been kind of an inspiration for
 him to try to do better in P.E.!  After work, Jim got on his new
 Kawasaki and raced through the rush hour traffic in his small town
 to the sport's store the guys at school mentioned would carry the
 swim suits all the team members were using. Jim got to the store
 just as the closed sign was being put on the door.

 He  knocked on the glass and the door was opened by a young man of
 about 21, blond, with a small moustache. Jim explained that tomorrow
 was the last day of try-outs and that he needed a racing suit as his
 mom had always purchased loose, boxer trunks for him to wear.

 As Ken picked up a pair of light blue speedos and handed them to Jim.
 He replied "I'll do anything I can to help you. If you ever want
 help, just come and see me. Tell me, Jim. Do you wear boxer or
 jockey underwear?"

 Jim replied that he wore jockey style briefs

 Ken said, "Well, you'll find wearing a competition suit is like
 wearing briefs. Some guys feel it cramps them while other guys like
 the way it shows off what they have in the meat department! Why
 don't you try these on and see how you like them, and how you look?"

 As Jim started toward the dressing room, Ken said, "Hold on, Jim!
 The store is closed and if you're not bashful, change here."  So,
 Jim came back, stripped off his black leather jacket, shirt and
 boots, unbuckled his belt and as Ken looked on, he unbuttoned each
 metal button of his Levi-501's slowly, spreading the flaps apart to
 reveal his white cotton briefs. Ken's eyes followed Jim's Levi's
 down and off his legs.  Jim's briefs were at least two sizes too
 small, as he had always liked them snug.  This caused his waistband
 to be about 3 inches below his navel, and the crotch pouch hugged
 closely to the contours of his cock and balls. Jim turned his
 muscular ass toward Ken and bent down, pulling the shorts down his
 legs with his head almost touching the floor. He then glanced back
 between his legs and noticed Ken's eyes watching every move of his
 exposed butthole and asscheeks. Jim then grabbed the Speedos Ken had
 set out and slipped them on.

 Ken said they looked a little big and handed him a pair of white
 stretch trunks that were very lightweight and somewhat smaller.  Jim
 slipped off the speedos and fought his way into the white stretch
 trunks. There was only about 2 inches of material around Jim's hips
 and the front hit him about 5 inches below his normal waistline,
 leaving pubic hair showing above the band.

 Ken walked over to Jim and looked at the briefs. Seeing the hair
 tufts at the top of the suit, he said, "Jim, we're going to have to
 shave you a little there with this suit. Let me look at the way it
 fits.  You see, in swimming your physical appearance is  as
 important as the way you swim."

 Ken then put the index finger of each hand along the waistband of the
 thin white brief and ran his fingers along it's track. Jim was
 suddenly aware of Ken's fingers and the sensation was new, exciting
 and he felt his dick flex in the tight bikini.

 Ken said, "it is important for you to get good support for your cock
 and balls," as he reached down and gently lifted up on Jim's pouch;
 lifting his prick and gently squeezing. Jim's dick responded though
 Jim wasn't quite sure what was happening. Jim knew only that he was
 being felt up by his old high school's star swimmer and that he
 liked it!! As if by reflex action, he jutted his crotch forward so
 Ken could get a better view and a stronger hold on his rapidly
 enlarging cock.

 Ken said, "looks like your prick likes these trunks, Jim.  They fit
 like a second skin.  I can even make out your cockhead and both
 balls through them."

 Ken's words were turning Jim on, so that his prick became full hard
 under Ken's manipulations.  Jim finally built up enough nerve to
 ask, "What kind of shorts do you wear, Ken?"  As Jim spoke, he
 realized his breathing was uneven and his words were sort of thick
 in his mouth.

 Ken responded that he would show Jim what kind he wore, and he
 stripped slowly for Jim.  When he got down to just his form fitting
 jeans, he walked over to where Jim stood and slowly peeled them
 down.  When Ken stood up again, he was wearing only a pair of thin,
 white, stretch bikini briefs.  Jim's prick flexed in it's nylon
 prison as he stared at the sight in front of him.  Ken reached down
 and slowly feathered his fingers over his own stiffening rod, as he
 look directly into Jim's eyes.

 Ken's breathing soon became uneven, just as Jim's had, and Ken said,
 "These briefs are Jockey Micro.  You can check them out if you
 like!"

 Jim reached down and began running his fingers over the thin nylon.
 He tested the tightness of the waistband and leg holes, then he
 reached the pouch, swollen with Ken's meat. Jim gently ran his
 fingers over the protruding rod and gave the shaft a hard squeeze.

 Ken then reached down and gripped Jim's dick, pulling him towards him
 and causing the tightly confined dicks to rub heads through the
 fabrics. Ken drew Jim against his hot, horny body and kissed him on
 the mouth.  Jim had never felt such emotions before, which he was
 enjoying.  He kissed Ken back using his tongue to explore the inside
 of Ken's mouth. As they kissed, they ground their hard dicks against
 each other, causing the fronts of their shorts to grow wet with
 their damp cockheads.

 Finally, Ken led Jim to the sport shop's wrestling mat and laid down,
 pulling Jim on top of him. They kissed and ground their hard pricks
 together making bigger and bigger wet spots on the fronts of their
 garments drenched with precum juice.

 Jim loved the feeling of Ken's dick grinding against his and his own
 cock messed against Ken's.  He felt Ken roll him around so that he
 was on his back.  Again, Ken fucked his tongue into Jim's young
 mouth.  Then, he began licking down Jim's body.  He bit at the
 boy-nipples and then buried his tongue into Jim's navel.

 When Ken's face reached the front of the skin tight Speedo's Jim was
 wearing, he licked at the thick bulging cock and sucked the precum
 juices out of Jim's piss slit right through the material.

 Jim felt Ken's precum juice oozing onto the calves of his legs.  This
 excited the boy all the more.  For several minutes Ken's tongue
 explored every stitch of the stretchy material of the super brief
 trunks until he could resist no more and, using his teeth, he pulled
 at the waistband and tugged it down revealing Jim's large, cut cock.

 Ken repositioned himself into a sixty-nine with the boy and shoved
 his tight Jockey Micro briefs right against Jim's face.

 Ken licked up and down Jim's cock and balls for a few minutes sliding
 the shaft all the way down until his mustache met Jim's pubic hairs.
 Soon Ken pulled away & using his tongue to whirl around the tip of
 Jim's cockhead and tongue fucked Jim's wet moist prick hole. He dug
 his tongue deeper into the slot, making Jim moan.

 Jim's body began to tremble and he yelled, "I'm going to cum",as he
 arched his body off the wrestling mat, giving Ken his reward of gush
 after gush of hot, white cum down his ready and waiting throat.

 Jim's boy nectar shot into Ken's mouth and Ken tried to keep it in
 his mouth as long as he could before swallowing the creamy hot
 fluid.  Some of the jizz oozed out of the corners of his mouth and
 smeared onto Jim's balls.  Ken decided that he would lick that up
 after Jim's cockhead completed squirting its load of fuck juice into
 his mouth.

 Jim's body finally stopped it's spasms and he lay still. As he looked
 down, Ken was cleaning his cock and balls with his tongue. Jim felt
 this was the best evening of his life.

 Jim wanted to give Ken the same pleasure that he had just received
 and said, "Ken, let me do that to you, please."

 Ken replied, "Well, first you got to start on something a little
 easier.  Here,let me show you."  Ken stood up, and placed one leg
 astride each of Jim's shoulders, facing Jim.  He shoved his wet
 nylon-covered dick in the boy's face and began rubbing it all over
 the tender face.

 Jim's tongue licked at the piss slit through the cloth and he got his
 first taste of man sex juices.  The aroma and taste blended to drive
 him wild with lust.

 Ken leaned up on all-fours and fucked his nylon covered cock in and
 out of the boy's hot wet mouth.  Then, he sat back down on the boy's
 chest.  Jim looked at the fresh wet gob of precum that has just
 soaked through the material of Ken's shorts and he reached his
 tongue out to scoop it up.

 "That's it boy!  Lick at that pre-fuck juice," Ken urged the boy on.
 Then he reached for the waistband of his briefs and pulled it down
 and tucked it under his balls.  "You really like that precum stuff,
 don't you?  Sure, you do.  But now I'm gonna fuck a load of man
 juice into that mouth of yours.  That's what you want, isn't it?
 You want me to fuck a huge gob of jizz into your fucking mouth?"

 Jimmy couldn't answer but leaned his head far enough forward to get
 the big cockhead into his mouth as Ken leaned forward and began
 fucking the young swimmer's face.

 When Ken thought he was about to cum, he pulled his cock out of the
 boy's mouth and leaned forward and spread his ass cheeks and,
 exposed his butthole to Jim's waiting mouth. Ken said, "There you
 go, now you work on that opening for awhile...That's it, get that
 tongue up in there."

 Jim stretched his tongue to the limit and entered deep into Ken's
 hole. Ken began a rocking motion over Jim's mouth. Finally letting
 his balls fall into Jim's waiting mouth.  He said,"that's a good
 boy, that's just great...now lick and clean up those sweaty balls...
 Good you're getting the idea !!"

 Finally, Ken moved back enough to allow Jim to receive Ken's full
 uncut rod in his mouth. Jim took the dick into his mouth and began
 sucking just like Ken had done to him.  Ken moved his legs back
 placing his hands on the floor, stretched out above Jim and began to
 face-fuck him.  "Get ready Jim, here it cum's!!"

 He pulled out just as he was about to cum, and kneeling over Jim's
 face, he shot all over the teen's face, neck, and into his open
 mouth.  Jim licked and swallowed as fast as he could so as to not
 miss a drop.

 After Ken's breathing slowed, Jim cleaned up his dick and balls with
 his tongue, just like Ken had done for him.  Ken looked down at
 Jim's cum drenched face and leaned down and licked his own fuck cum
 off Jim's face.

 Jim replied, "Don't worry, Mom, I can handle it.  Maybe I can get one
 of my school buddies to come over and help." Following dinner, he
 went into his room,and hearing his mom leave for her card game next
 door, he undressed in view of the full length mirrors on his
 large,sliding closet doors. When he was totally naked, he studied
 his reflection in the mirror. He ran his hands across his tight
 stomach muscles, around and behind his ass cheeks, pulling at them
 gently and then moved up to his chest, rubbing his palms against his
 hardening nipples. Finally he ran his hands down his stomach and to
 his stiffening rod.  Manipulating the cock and balls, stretching his
 balls down with one hand while pulling his meat with the other.

 He reached into the dresser and pulled on the new latex swim trunks,
 the ones Ken had picked-out and told him how sexy he looked in them.
 He pulled the trunks up over his ass and hardening cockhead,
 reaching in and adjusting his cock and balls so that his prick stood
 straight up in them. He was so hard, he was afraid he might rip the
 skin tight, thin material right on the spot!.

 "Oh wow!," Jim said to himself, as he looked in the mirror.  He posed
 for himself and he could see his prickhead bulging through the thin
 white material. He walked up to the mirror and pressed up against
 his own reflection. He became so hot he oozed a trail of moisture
 across the face of the mirror.  Reluctantly he withdrew from the
 mirror and, grabbing a towel, headed for the backyard pool.

 The doorbell rang on his way outside, and as Jim looked down at his
 hard dick bulging up and out from his shorts, he had a brief moment
 of panic, trying to figure out how to answer the door in his present
 aroused condition.  He wrapped the towel around his waist.  Still he
 saw there was a large bulge in the towel. He cautiously opened the
 front door as he was greeted by Eric Robinson, a high school buddy.

 Eric said" I hope you don't mind my dropping by without calling
 first, but I wanted to return your music video tape of AC/DC. I
 really enjoyed it a lot, and thanks for loaning it to me. Say !
 Looks like you're going for a swim!"

 He said, "Sure Eric, why don't you follow me upstairs ?" Eric was a
 blond haired, blue eyed, adonis, while Jim had a smooth swimmer's
 body, but Eric had one of those carefully developed and highly
 muscular frames. To him, Eric was extremely handsome and Jim had
 noticed what appeared a desire on Eric's part to become better
 friends these past few months.

 As they entered the bedroom, Jim reached into his dresser and handed
 Eric the light blue trunks Ken had just given to him.

 Eric commented, "I've never worn this type of suit. I've always
 wanted to, but I am a little shy".

 Jim told him not to be shy with a friend and dropped his towel off
 his waist. "I'm wearing the same type of racing suit tonight."
 Eric's face fairly lit-up red when he saw the still bulging,upright
 cock in Jim's suit. Eric immediately stripped to his briefs and just
 as quickly stripped off the briefs to don the tight, blue speedo
 suit.

 Standing up. He walked to the mirror and look at himself carefully.

 Letting out a low whistle, he said, "Wow, these things really show
 what I've got."

 Jim walked over to the mirror, and they looked at each others
 reflection in the mirror. Eric said, "Look at the way our cocks and
 balls bulge out!"

 Jim jutted out his crotch and Eric did the same. Both cocks were
 getting harder under their trunks!  Neither spoke for a moment, they
 just stared at their reflections in the mirror.

 Eric finally spoke, "These trunks are making my cock hard.  It feels
 so good in them. I better take them off before I make a mess in
 them."

 Without saying another word, the two guys looked into each other's
 eyes, their bodies drew closer and they began caressing each other.
 Soon their tongues were entangled in deep kissing, as they lay back
 on the soft bed. They moved their hips together so the nylon covered
 cocks were touching and they ground them together, forcing their
 hard cocks to move and slide inside the Speedo trunks.

 Jim licked Eric's chest, and moved down to tongue and bite each of
 Eric's hard nipples.  Eric was moaning in ecstasy as Jim moved down
 his body, working his tongue over Eric's washboard, muscular
 stomach.  Eric lay quite still as Jim licked lower to his nylon
 covered dick, blowing through the fabric to further warm Eric's
 stiff cock and hot balls.  He eased one hand under Eric's ass and
 slipped it between the leg opening of the Speedos, placing his hand
 in the tightly confining area between the fabric and Eric's skin. He
 used the other hand to tease Eric's dripping prick through the
 nylon.  Jim plunged his mouth down on the outline of the hard,
 dripping rod as Eric squirmed in delight.  Jim worked his fingers
 over Eric's bubble butt and with one finger inside the ass of the
 blue speedo, Jim slid his hand down the ass crevice and gently began
 moving his finger around the moist warm fuckhole as he gave his old
 hi-school buddy his first blow job through nylon.

 Eric's dick was ready to shoot.  He sat up and stopped Jim, abruptly
 saying, "Jim, please fuck my butt. I've only dreamed about that and
 I want to try it now !"

 With that, Eric jumped up, pulling Jim off the bed, and standing
 beside the bed, he reached down to pull Jim's speedos down and off
 his body. As the trunks came down, Eric took Jim's cock in his mouth
 and had him almost ready to explode.

 Jim pulled his cock out of Eric's mouth and went into the bathroom,
 returning with a vaseline jar. Eric took the vaseline from him and
 said,"Here, let me put it on your hard cock for you.  I want you to
 fuck me so much, Jim. I want to feel you deep inside of me and fuck
 me until I come."

 He reached for the lubricant and smeared it over Jim's hard cock.
 Eric straddled the corner of the bed, belly down and let Jim pull
 the light blue Speedos just below his ass cheeks but still covering
 his hard cock which was pushing hard into the mattress.  He gave Jim
 a clear view of his tight, small, virgin target!!

 Remembering his experience of earlier in the evening with Ken, in the
 sporting goods store, he leaned over and spreading Eric's ass he
 began roughly rimming the tight, warm butthole with long, wet
 strokes from his tongue.  He finally opened the hole and inserted
 his tongue deeply into the it with Eric moaning and raising his
 upper torso off the bed, arching his back sharply in his enjoyment
 of the hot tongue action occurring in his hole. As Jim stood up, and
 began to rub his hard, greased dick all over his buddy's ass his
 prick teased the well moistened hole as he tried to enter with great
 gentleness, as this was his first time to fuck an ass and was Eric's
 first time to take a buddy's dick deep into his own body.

 Jim then entered his ass, and while Eric moaned, he asked Jim to keep
 going. Finally Eric relaxed and went with every loving thrust that
 Jim plunged into him.  Jim reached around and grasped Eric's hard
 nylon covered cock and massaged it through the thin nylon.  He could
 feel Eric oozing out his juices through the cloth and into his hand.

 The fuck lasted about 15 minutes before Jim whispered, "I'm going to
 cum. I'm going to shoot my hot cum right up your butt, Eric. I'm
 really fucking you now!"

 With that, Jim blasted his hot, warm cum load deep into Eric.  Jim
 shoved harder and deeper as gush after gush of cum squirted into
 Eric. Soon his breathing subsided and he pulled out of Eric.  He
 reached down and turned the muscular body over. He found Eric
 wearing a contented smile and a very large, fat nylon covered hard
 on.  Jim squeezed Eric's dick and the white juices spurted out of
 the head and into Eric's Speedos.

 Jim quickly pushed his mouth against the gushing cock and tasted his
 buddy's juices as they strained through the nylon and flowed into
 his mouth. The taste was sweet, and Jim sucked him dry, then he
 licked Eric's cock and balls until they were clean and shiny.

 He then laid back on the bed with his new found fuck buddy.  He
 looked into Eric's face and said, "I think you and I are going to
 become the best of friends, Eric."

 Eric smiled and replied, "I know we will, Jim."  He reached down and
 gave Jim's still slippery cock a friendly handshake!

 "Have you done this before, Eric?" Jim asked. Eric told him about
 jacking off a few times with his older stepbrother, Chuck, who was a
 junior at the college where Jim was planning on going.  He said that
 all he and Chuck had ever done was jackoff.

 Jim remembered Chuck and he had always thought he was really a sexy
 dude. He wondered about Chuck for a few seconds.

                               THE END
                      KEN'S JOCK SHOP - PART 2

 Ken reached Las Vegas late on Thursday.  He decided to stay overnight
 and drive on to LA in the morning.  The next morning, Ken was having
 breakfast at the Desert Inn's coffee shop.  Seated beside of him at
 the counter was a young guy who began conversing with Ken.  The kid
 had just turned 18 and was on his way to Los Angeles to visit his
 older brother.  He had blond hair and blue eyes.  He was
 right-off-the-farm. "A real hay seed," Ken told himself.  His name
 was Denny.  He was about five feet and eight inches tall.  His frame
 was solid muscle.  Ken could see his smooth chest through his
 unbuttoned and parted shirt.

 Ken offered the boy a ride to Los Angeles in his big Open Road van.
 The boy anxiously accepted.  Ken had studied the crotch of the boy's
 tight cut-off 501 Levi jeans.  "Just right for the picking," Ken
 said to himself.

 "What kind of business you in, mister?" Denny asked.

 "I own a sportswear shop, Denny.  We sell sporting goods and things
 like swim trunks and jock straps, too.  You got yourself a real good
 build.  I bet you'd look great in a pair of Speedos, Denny," Ken
 said.

 "I don't know, I ain't never wore those.  I wear the baggy boxer
 style of swim suit," Denny replied.

 "Don't tell me you wear boxer underpants, too..." Ken said.

 "Yeah, a lot of boys in Iowa do.  I always wanted to try the Jockey
 kind.  I think they look neat but Ma always made boxers for us.  Do
 most city boys wear the Jockey kind?"

 Ken glanced over at the boy's crotch.  He could see the outline of
 the boy's soft cock through the denim.  "Sure, a lot of them wear
 briefs and a lot of them wear sexy little bikini styles.  I bet you
 never tried a bikini style, have you?"

 "No.  I think my buddies would laugh at me if they saw me wearin' one
 of those.  I always wanted to see how they fit.  Do you sell a lot
 of them?"

 Ken said, "Sure, we sell a hell of a lot of them.  I bet you'd like
 the feel and fit of them.  I have some in the drawer beside the
 bunk.  Why not go back and try some of the different kinds?"

 "Yeah, I'd like to do that.  Maybe we'd better wait till you stop,
 though."

 "We'll stop at the next rest area," Ken told Denny.

 About a hundred miles out of Las Vegas they were just leaving the
 desert and getting into the mountains.  Ken drove the Van off the
 freeway and drove a few miles into the grassy mountains.  He parked
 the van in a grove of trees.

 He knew he had to had to see this boy in every piece of gear he had
 in his drawer.

 "This looks like a nice place to take a rest," Ken said.

 "Yeah, I gotta take a leak," Denny said.  He opened the door and
 jumped down to the ground.  Ken watched the boy walk to a clump of
 trees.  He went to the back of the camper and opened his drawer
 which was full of briefs, jockstraps, bikini briefs and even posing
 straps.  Then, he reached for his camera.  "May as well try to get a
 few shots.." Ken said to himself.

 Denny opened the camper door and stepped in.  He smiled at Ken and
 asked, "Can I try on some of those things now?"

 "Sure, try on these Jockeys."  Ken watched the boy strip off his
 shirt and turn to strip off his pants and printed boxer shorts.  Ken
 studied the boy's perfect bubblebutt.  When the Jockey briefs were
 pulled over the butt Ken thought he'd never seen a boy's butt pack a
 pair of briefs like that before.

 Denny was smiling when he turned around to face Ken.  "These feel
 great.  Feels like somebody's hand holdin' my crotch."

 Ken studied the outline of the boy's cock and balls.  The boy's cock
 was pointed up his left thigh.  The circumcised head of the prick
 showed clearly.  Ken thought he could even make out the piss-slit.

 "You look great in Jockeys," Ken said.  He opened the bathroom door
 which revealed a full length mirror.  "You should wear them all the
 time."

 "Yeah, they fit great, Ken."  Denny  turned around and looked at his
 ass.

 "See how they fit your butt.  You'd look good in tight fitting pants
 if you wore those under them," Ken said.  "Here, Denny, try on this
 white swim suit."

 Again, Denny turned and skinned down the briefs and pulled the thin,
 skin tight latex material into place.  He turned around and faced
 the mirror.  "Wow!  These are outrageous.  You can see my cock and
 balls right through these things"

 "Yeah, you sure can, boy.  There'll be no doubt in anybody's mind
 that you're all man, Denny."

 "If I got a boner wearin' these, I'd probably burst right through
 them!"  Denny said.

 "I bet you would, too.  You look sexy as fuck!  You look like a
 centerfold in a woman's magazine, Denny.  We ought to take a picture
 of you and send it to those magazines.  Maybe we can get you a job
 in California as a male model," Ken said.

 "Do you have a camera?" Denny asked.

 "Sure, right here.  Lets go outside and I'll take a few shots of
 you," Ken offered.

 "Can we take some of these other things?  I'd sure like to have a
 picture in these Jockey underpants," Denny asked.

 Ken scooped up several garments from the drawer and led the boy to an
 open, grassy area.  They were in the middle of no where, so Ken
 wasn't worried about other people spotting them.  He set his tripod
 and adjusted his camera while Denny watched.

 He took several pictures of Denny.  He had him pose in many different
 positions.  He shot the boy wearing the white Speedos, the Jockey
 shorts, a posing strap and finally a pair of thin white nylon
 bikinis.

 "These feel good.  But, can you can see my dick and balls right
 through them.  See, Ken?" Denny asked.

 "That's what they want to see, Denny.  You got a great looking butt
 and a terrific bulge...show them off!" Ken encouraged the boy.

 Ken took a lot more pictures of Denny.  Finally Denny asked,"Will you
 take some of me in those other underpants?"

 "Which other ones, Denny?"

 "The white ones in the drawer.  I'll go fetch 'em."  Denny walked
 into the camper and came back wearing a pair of white cotton Calvin
 Klein briefs.  His deep tan, muscular body, slim waist, blond hair
 and blue eyes combined to make one of the sexiest boys Ken had ever
 seen.  The briefs fit the boy perfectly.  Again Denny's cock and
 balls were visible through the thin cotton.

 Ken's breathing rate increased with his pulse rate.  He had the boy
 pose in different positions again.  In one pose the boy was to lean
 backwards thrusting his crotch forward.  Ken showed the boy the pose
 but had to physically position him.  He looked at the jutting crotch
 of the briefs and allowed the back of his hand to brush against the
 basket before turning toward his camera.  In that instant an
 electrical shock rocked Ken's body.  He took the photo and then told
 the boy to hold the pose while he shot another picture.  This time
 he zeroed in on just the boy's bulging briefs.  He became more
 excited as he looked through the lens and studied the crisp white
 briefs.

 After the photo was taken, Denny walked over to Ken and helped him
 collapse the tripod.  He told Ken,"These briefs feel really good.  I
 really love the feel of them.  Can I wear them all the way to Los
 Angeles?"

 "Sure you can, Denny.  You don't need to put your pants over them,
 just ride like that.  Right now, I'd like a cold beer and a quick
 rest on the bunk."

 Inside the camper, Ken stripped off his shirt, shoes and jeans.  He
 was wearing a jockstrap under his jeans.  Denny watched him closely.
 "I never seen anybody wear a jock under anything but gym shorts."

 Ken smiled and said,"I like it when I'm driving. It lifts my balls
 off of the seat and keeps my ass cool."

 Ken stretched out on the double sized bunk bed and motioned for Denny
 to relax beside of him.

 "I bet you jack off a lot, Denny.  Is that what made your dick so
 big?"  Ken asked.

 "Ahhh.. well...  My brothers got big ones too.  Even my little
 brother who's 14.  He's gonna have a whooper when he's my age."

 Ken smiled and looked at the crotch of the white briefs covering
 Denny's groin area.  "Did you ever jack off with your brothers,
 Denny?"

 "Yeah, we jacked off all the time.  I could shoot the furthest.
 Nearly eight feet once.  But, my balls were the biggest.  Do you
 jack off, Ken?"

 "Sure, every man jacks off.  It's the only thing to do unless you
 gotta girlfriend or boyfriend."

 Denny looked surprised and said, "Boyfriend?"

 "Sure, didn't you and your brothers ever help each other out?"  Ken
 asked.

 "Ehhh.....  I had this buddy, Timmy, in school.  My brothers and me
 would go into the barn with him and he used to do things." Denny
 paused and then added, "You know, what I mean...he kinda put his
 mouth on our cocks."

 "Did you like that a lot?" Ken asked.

 "Sure, it was wonderful.  Not like fucking Sarah Jane.  I liked Timmy
 better," Denny said honestly.

 Ken rolled onto his side and faced the boy.  Denny's cock had
 lengthened and hardened inside the skin tight briefs.  He looked
 into Denny's eyes and said, "Then you won't mind if I play around
 with you a little?"

 "I was hopin' that's why you brought me up here.  I really want to
 feel your jockey strap."  Denny's sincerity was unquestionable.

 Ken pulled the boy toward him.  He was surprised to see the boy close
 his eyes and part his lips as if expecting a kiss.  A kiss had never
 entered Ken's mind.  He'd only been thinking of sex.  Raw hot sex!
 But, he tenderly pulled the boy to him and their lips met.  Ken
 closed his eyes as he felt the warmth of the boy's skin against his
 own bare skin.  The moment their lips met Ken's heart began to
 pound.  He had kissed a lot of other men but had never been so
 overwhelmed with affection before.  The greatest wave of passion Ken
 had ever felt washed through his body and flooded his mind.  Denny
 realized the same sensations.  Denny knew that this would be the
 most special afternoon of his young life.

 After a long kiss and a tender embrace, Ken slowly ran his hand down
 to the white cotton briefs.  His whole body slipped down the tanned
 chest until Ken's face was buried in the bulging white cotton
 briefs.  Ken wanted to please the boy more than he had ever wanted
 to please anybody in his life.  He slipped his tongue against the
 white waistband and licked it.  He tried to force his tongue inside
 the waistband but the elastic was just to tight against the boy's
 hard stomach.  He leaned his face a few inches away from the briefs
 and let his hands grope and feel the teenager's hard cock through
 the briefs.  He massaged and jacked the boy's dick until a drop of
 pre-cum juice oozed from the boy's piss-slit and stained into the
 cotton.  The boy juices made the cotton material transparent.  Ken
 looked at the cockhead encased in wet cotton, making out the dark
 spot which was the boy's piss- slit which was still oozing more and
 more pre-fuck jism.  Ken's tongue reached out and scooped away the
 boy's juices and then it ran down the whole length of the boy-prick.
 He sucked at each ball.  He raised the boy's legs into the air and
 bit at the cotton covering the young butt hole.  Ken hadn't been one
 who enjoyed ass eating but this time it was different.  The boy was
 different.  He seemed so wholesome and passionate.

 When Ken dropped the boy's legs and once again scooped up more jizz
 leaking from the boy's cock, he felt the boy shift around and his
 head come to rest in Ken's jockstrap clad crotch.  They straightened
 out, facing one another.  Denny felt Ken's big man-cock through the
 stretched material.  He had never seen a man's naked hard cock.
 But, he knew he was going to very soon.  He decided to lick at the
 jock.  He'd never sucked a man's dick.  But, he was feeling
 something he'd never felt before.  He was feeling a lot of things he
 had never felt before.  But, foremost was a feeling of love toward
 the man who had befriended him.  With all caution cast away, Denny
 pushed his face into the bulging jockstrap.  The odors of
 masculinity filled his nostrils.  It was a wonderful aroma to the
 boy.  Soon his tongue was licking the cotton covered dick.  A pool
 of Ken's pre-cum juice leaked through the jock and was captured by
 Denny's tongue.

 The taste of Ken's jock juice caused Denny to completely lose control
 of himself.  He pulled back from Ken's jockstrap and shouted, "I'm
 gonna do it...I'm gonna, cum."  He thrust his brief covered crotch
 hard against Ken's face.  Ken grabbed the elastic of the waistband
 of Denny's briefs and pulled it down, locking it under the youth's
 balls.

 Denny's cock was like a pillar of solid granite as Ken wrapped a hand
 around it and pointed it toward his mouth.  But, Denny's big cock
 blasted its first load of scalding white hot cum all over Ken's face
 before Ken could get the creaming head into his mouth.  Ken caught
 the second volley of jizz in mouth and the next one and the next
 one.  Denny crying loudly in ecstasy as he unloaded his cum into
 Ken's mouth.  Each squirt shot harder than the previous one causing
 Denny to thrash about on the bunk until the at last his head fell
 back and he relaxed.

 Ken savored the boycum in his mouth as he crawled up Denny's body and
 straddled his face.  Denny looked at the bulging jock pouch and
 stuck his tongue and open mouth against the wet sex juice-soaked
 pouch.  Ken rubbed his jock covered cock and balls all over the
 boy's face and then released his hard rod through the side of the
 jock.  He smeared his pre-cum dripping prick around Denny's face as
 the boy tried and tried to capture the oozing cock in his mouth.
 Without warning, Ken blasted his load of pent-up prick juice
 directly into the boy's open mouth filling it to over-flowing
 proportions with his rich creamy cum.

 Denny tried to swallow but there was just too much jizz.  It was
 running down his cheeks and chin giving him a thorough jism
 drenching.

 When Ken's breathing returned to normal and the spasms of orgasm
 subsided he looked down at the handsome jizz-covered face.  He
 couldn't resist reaching down and kissing the boy.  He grasped and
 hugged the boy as their mouths met.  Their tongues poked deeply into
 each other's mouths mixing the remainder of their cum together.
 Then, they laid silently together for a few minutes.

 Denny was the first to speak.  "Now I know why Timmy was so anxious
 to do this.  This was the most wonderful time of my life, Ken.  And,
 I'm glad yours was the first cock I sucked."

 "Thanks, Denny.  I think you and me are going to really enjoy this
 trip together.  Now, why don't you put on some fresh shorts and lets
 get going to California."
 
                               THE END
                      KEN'S JOCK SHOP - PART 3

 The college football coach had ordered his team members to come to
 Ken's Jock Shop to be measured for their new uniforms.  They would
 also need special equipment for various positions they played.  On
 Saturday, the first man to arrive was the team trainer, Johnny.  He
 was a slender, smooth blond with deep blue eyes.  He handed Ken the
 schedule he had worked out for each of the team's members.

 "And what about you?  I don't see your name on here," Ken asked.

 "I don't need any football gear, since I am the trainer.  But, I do
 need some shorts and stuff."

 Ken led the blond to the counter freshly stocked with all styles and
 colors of shorts.  While Johnny looked over the assortment, Ken
 studied the boy's body.  The tight jeans he wore fit like spray
 paint.

 Johnny picked a couple of pairs and handing them to Ken said," I best
 get a new jock to wear under these."

 Ken led Johnny to a large rack near the rear of the store where there
 were several brands of athletic supporters.

 "What brand do you like best?" Ken asked.

 "Gee, Ken, I don't know.  I guess I've always worn the Bike brand
 because it was the only brand that the little store in my home town
 stocked."

 "Well, you might want to try something different," Ken said as he
 reached for one of the boxes.  "This is a Wilson.  They make a lot
 of sporting goods, as you probably know.  I think they make one of
 the most comfortable jocks."  Ken opened the box and Johnny
 recognized the familiar W in the center of the waistband.  Ken
 unfolded the small garment and handed it to Johnny to inspect.  "See
 how soft the pouch is?  It is soft and stretchy but still gives a
 boy all the support his young cock and balls need."

 Johnny was a bit surprised to hear Ken use the words: cock and balls.
 In fact, something about Ken saying those words caused a stir in
 him.

 "I wear one of these as underwear a lot.  It feels great and looks
 good under tight shorts."

 "Okay, I'll try it," Johnny said.  There was a blush in his cheeks
 that did not go unnoticed by Ken.

 "Why don't you take the jock and the shorts you picked out and go
 into the dressing room and try them on?"

 "Sure...I'll do that," Johnny replied.

 As soon as the sexy blond was in the dressing room, Ken walked to the
 back of the store and went into his office, quietly closing the door
 behind him.  Once inside, Ken drew the drapes apart behind his desk
 and looked directly through the two-way mirror and watched as the
 sexy team trainer stripping out of his tight jeans.  Ken leaned back
 against his desk and began groping himself through the shorts and
 briefs he was wearing.

 Johnny skinned his jeans down and pulled his T-shirt over his head.
 His chest was smooth and hairless.  His pecs were just starting to
 develop.  He was wearing Jockey Classic briefs which seemed to fit
 very snug.  He slipped his fingers into the waistband and stripped
 the briefs down and while he was bent over, grabbed the Wilson
 jockstrap and pulled it into place.  He reached for the first pair
 of shorts and pulled them up.  They fit perfectly so he took them
 off and pulled on the second pair.  They were made of a stretchy
 nylon.  When they were in place, the two inch waistband of the jock
 stuck out over the waistband of the shorts.  Intrigued by his
 appearance, he turned to view his backside in the mirror.  He turned
 back around and facing the mirror, he reached to the front of the
 shorts and gently rubbed the nylon covered bulge of the two layers
 of material.

 Ken became very aroused and felt his cock begin to leak precum juices
 into his full-cut, white cotton briefs as he viewed the boy.

 Johnny skinned the shorts down and stood in front of the mirror
 admiring his smooth body dressed only in the Wilson jock.  He
 reached for the crotch of the jock and began massaging his prick
 through the soft and stretchy material.  He loved the feeling and
 continued the hot cock massage until his cock was at full erection.
 Then, to Ken's delight, he posed directly in front of unseen Ken.
 He humped his hard pouch against the mirror and even let his left
 hand caress the butt straps of the jock.  His right hand was
 squeezing his dick.  He brought his left hand around and let his
 fingertips play at the spot, directly under the pouch where the butt
 straps meet.

 Ken had opened his white tennis shorts and was jacking his cock while
 watching the boy's open display of masculinity.

 Suddenly, the bell over the front door of the store rang, indicating
 that somebody had come in.  "Damn!" Ken said to himself.  Johnny had
 also heard the bell which brought him back to his senses.  Ken
 watched him only for a moment as he stripped out of the jock and
 grabbed for his briefs.  But in that moment, Ken got a great look at
 the boy's great prick standing straight at attention with a pearly
 drop of precum shining at the piss-slit.

 Ken quickly crammed his hard cock back into his briefs and fastened
 his tennis shorts.  Once satisfied that his hard cock didn't show
 too much, he marched out of his office to greet the new customer.

 "Hello, I'm Ken, may I help you?"

 The young man identified himself as Buddy.  He said he was the team's
 new quarterback and was scheduled for a fitting.  Ken checked the
 listing and saw a boy named Steve was scheduled for that time.
 Buddy said that Rich was his real name but since his dad was named
 Rich also, everybody always called him Buddy.

 "Hi, Buddy!" Johnny said as he came out of the dressing room.  The
 two team mates greeted each other.  Johnny said he had to take a
 physical so Buddy waited patiently while Ken rang-up Johnny's order
 and wrote out a charge to the college.  Ken told Johnny that on all
 of the school charge forms he had to have the local address and
 phone number of each of the boys.  Johnny hurriedly signed the
 charge form and wrote the information Ken had told him he needed.

 As he left, Ken turned his attention to Buddy.  Buddy was about 5'10"
 and a clean-shaven blond.  "It must be my day for blonds," Ken said
 to himself.  Buddy seemed to be a strong, street- wise type of guy.
 When Ken measured his inseam Johnny said, "Be careful there.  I
 don't want to get a hard-on and split my pants like I've done
 before."

 "I think you're bragging," Ken joked.  They laughed and smiled at
 each other.

 "You are a quarterback, I see.  I think you'll need a cup jock.  One
 with a plastic insert to protect all of that stuff you've been
 bragging about," Ken said.  He led Buddy to the back of the store
 and picked out two boxes and handed them to the blond, young
 quarterback.

 Buddy opened the two boxes and pulled out their contents.  One was a
 rounded plastic piece, called the cup and the other box contained a
 jock with a pocket in the front held tight to the waistband by two
 metal straps.  "I don't know about this.  I've never worn a jock
 like this.  Maybe I better stick to the regular one."

 "That can be pretty dangerous in collegiate football.  Tell you what,
 why don't you go into the dressing room and try it on?  You'll find
 it is as comfortable as a regular jock."

 Buddy took the two piece and went into the dressing room.  Ken
 grabbed the schedule and saw the next footballer was not scheduled
 for another hour.  So, not wanting to be disturbed this time, he
 placed a sign in the door that read, "Be Back in one half hour."
 Then, once more, took his place in his office in front of the
 mirror.

 Buddy had quickly shucked his clothes and was already wearing the
 jock.  Leaving on just his letter jacket, he stood in front of the
 two way mirror and began to study the bulge in his pouch.  He ran
 his fingers all over the unusual jockstrap.  He opened the two snaps
 and placed the plastic up inside and resnapped the jock.  He felt
 the cup through the material and even hit it a couple of times with
 a closed fist, just to see how protective it was.

 Ken was so hot he couldn't keep his rock hard cock in his tennis
 shorts any longer.  His cock actually hadn't got completely soft
 after viewing Johnny.  He massaged and groped at the cotton covered
 dick until it began to seep more prefuck juice, soaking the white
 material of his underpants.

 Buddy, opened the snaps and removed the plastic cup from his new jock
 and replaced the cup with his hand.  Just as Johnny had done
 earlier, and Ken knew every young man does; Buddy began playing with
 his dick through the pouch.  He dug as deep as he could with his
 fingers into the cotton and nylon pouch.  Groping, massaging and
 feeling his young manhood stiffen.  The tip of his long cock began
 to emerge over the waistband into Ken's view.  Longer and longer it
 became.  A full three inches reached out as if struggling to get to
 his belly button.

 Ken's horniness turned to unadulterated lust.  He had to have this
 boy right now.  He fastened his pants and walked out of his office
 and to the dressing room door.  Without knocking he opened the door,
 surprising Buddy.  Ken's eyes feel to the erect cock sticking out of
 the waistband of the jockstrap.  He then looked up at Buddy and saw
 him smiling back at him.

 "Do you think this jock is big enough for this prick of mine, Ken?
 Maybe you can help me adjust it."

 Ken left the door wide open as he dropped to his knees directly in
 front of the overly packed jockstrap.  He grabbed Buddy's hips and
 pulled causing the crotch of the jock to come into direct contact
 with his open mouth.  "That's it, Ken.  Suck my pouch!  If you do a
 really good job of it, I'll fill your mouth with a nice load of my
 creamy cum.  That's what you want isn't it?  A big load of jizz?"

 Buddy's dirty talk tuned Ken on more and more.  Ken ran his tongue
 all over the double pouched jockstrap.  He sucked and soaked the
 material with his saliva.  Finally, he ran his tongue tip all the
 way to the leaking head of Buddy's big boy dick and drew it into his
 mouth.  Buddy began to hump his cock into Ken's mouth.  Deeper and
 deeper he plunged.

 "You're doing just fine.  Keep that up and I'll fuck a big wad of
 quarterback cum right down your cock-hungry throat!  Suck it,
 fucker.  Taste my precum juice?  Yeah!  I'm getting real close now.
 Just suck as hard as you can while I'm cummin' and I'll give you
 just what your dick licking mouth wants the most!  SUCK!"

 Ken's own cock was sticking out of his opened tennis shorts and Ken
 was massaging his bulging cock through the wet cotton.  Suddenly he
 heard Buddy give out a load groan and then Ken's mouth began to fill
 with white hot cum.  Load after load squirted all over the inside of
 his mouth and down his throat.

 "Drink my fucking jizz... ahhh... I'm fuckin' it right into your
 mouth!  Suck me... Suck!" Buddy screamed out.

 Ken's own cock exploded inside of the tight white cotton of his
 briefs, blasting his own loads of jizz and filling his briefs with
 sticky juices.

 Ken and Buddy finally stopped cuming and without a word, Ken got up
 and walked out of the dressing room and back into his office.  When
 he came out again, Buddy was standing at the cash register counter.
 After Ken wrote out his order, he handed Buddy the credit slip.

 "Do you want my address and phone number like you wanted Johnny's?"
 He smiled at Ken.

 "Sure, and I'll give you mine," Ken said.

 "Good, I think I'd like to fuck that hot mouth of yours on a regular
 basis."

 Things had been rough for Buddy's older brother, Adam ever since his
 old boss found out that he was gay and decided to fire him.  Adam
 got the job at a hospital doing orderly work just to make enough to
 put food on the table.  Adam liked it because the work was easy and
 he could go any place in the building while wearing the white
 jacket.

 "Yes," Adam answered, unable to resist.  "Remove your shirt and
 T-shirt and have a seat on the table."

 He unbuttoned his shirt and turned, putting it on the chair.  As he
 began pulling the T-shirt up and off, Adam continued, "I'll need to
 know your name and other information and find out if you've ever had
 a complete physical before."

 Johnny had an almost hairless chest with small dark nipples.  As he
 raised his arms Adam saw the teen's first appearance of fine hair
 under his arms.  The waistband of his underpants showed just above
 the jeans he had on.  An upside-down Y lettered the white elastic
 that sat an inch below his navel.  His firm stomach and thin waist
 were typical of a good athlete.

 "My name is Johnny.  Dr. Walters has never given me a complete
 physical, but the coaches say I need one before I can be the
 football team's trainer."  He sat shirtless on the table.  Adam
 picked up a stethoscope and moved toward Johnny wondering how far he
 could take this.  The boy's skin was warm and smooth to his touch as
 he began the examination.

 "Your heart sounds good," Adam said.  "Have you noticed any swollen
 glands since you reached puberty?"  He ran his hands along Johnny's
 neck and then across his broad shoulders and under his arms.

 "Well, I guess I should tell you.  I think I had one but it went
 away."

 "Oh?" Adam asked.

 "Yeah, I was real worried but then I figured it was from... you
 know... jerking off, but it went away.  Now, I don't do it anymore
 but I.. well... I wake up at night and I'm ... wet from... I don't
 know... from like I jerked off."

 Adam's eyes traced over his strong young chest and kept moving down
 to the flat stomach that ended at the waist of his jeans.  "Johnny,
 lets take off the sneakers and pants so we can finish the exam."

 He bent over and unlaced the shoes and as he did Adam watched
 intently.  He had firm young buns that filled the seat of his jeans
 well.  When he straightened up and his hands moved to the button on
 his jeans Adam's heart started pounding.  He began to unbutton the
 pants but paused for a split second looking up at Adam as he did.
 He continued unzipping his jeans.  Adam saw the white of his
 underpants as his eyes flowed from the belly button to his crotch.
 Johnny lowered the pants, lifting first one leg and then the other
 as he stepped out of them.  His cock and balls filled the brief's
 pouch and moved back and forth in rhythm of his undressing.  The
 elastic on one leg hole of the well-worn white cotton briefs was
 loose and with his luck he hung left, with the head only a fraction
 of an inch away from his view.

 "Johnny, why don't you sit on the table again?"  Adam asked, watching
 as he lifted himself onto the paper covered exam table.  The effort
 made his muscles bulge.  When he sat, his balls and cock filled the
 bulging white pouch to the fullest between his muscular legs.

 "Lay back and we'll make sure your legs and knees are OK."

 He lay flat.  As he stared at the ceiling Adam stared at his crotch.
 Adam could tell that his balls were sliding into a new position and
 he watched as they did.  The shift pushed the edge of one pink nut
 toward the edge of the leg opening of his briefs.  Johnny's cock
 began rolling to the same side, moving slowly under the thin cloth.
 Adam placed his hand on Johnny's right ankle and grasped it lightly.
 Lifting the leg pushed Johnny's cock and balls further to the side.
 The head of his young meat poked out from under his underpants.
 Adam moved to the left leg and lifted it also, his breathing
 becoming faster as Adam planned his next part of the exam.

 "Johnny, how often did you masturbate before you decided to stop?"
 Adam asked.  "Because, you know that all boys do the same thing."

 "Well, I guess it depended.  Sometimes I did it every day.  I got
 scared for a while and only did it when I couldn't resist anymore.
 Now that I stopped and the stuff at night started happening, I got
 frightened again."

 "Johnny, that's just your body telling you that it's natural." Adam's
 hands moved up his legs and paused over his flat stomach.  He rested
 them on either side of his naval and pressed.  "Do you have any pain
 here?" Adam asked as he reached for the waistband of the shorts.

 "No, I lift weights but I'm real careful."

 "OK, Johnny.  Lift up," Adam commanded, as his fingers moved under
 the last piece of clothing he had on.

 Johnny meekly lifted his buns off the table and Adam pulled his
 shorts down, stopping just inches below his crotch.  Adam's eyes
 became fixed on the  young boy's pride.  A patch of downy hair
 covered him where his penis was rooted.  It was brown and soft
 looking.  Adam reached up and cupped his warm balls in his hand.
 His body tightened.  Adam pulled gently on him and watched his cock
 move as his teen feelings took control.

 "Johnny, we're going to do some test just to make sure there is no
 medical problem.  You'll have to supple me with a semen sample,"
 Adam explained as he continued examining Johnny's balls.  "Your
 testicles feel normal but the only way to really know will be with
 the sample."  Adam released the teen's balls and took his shorts all
 the way off.  As Adam put them on the examination table he could
 read the label on the inside back of the waistband.  The blue tag on
 his Jockey classic briefs told me Johnny was wearing size 28.
 "Stand up please and let's see how you make out."

 Johnny moved from the table and timidly stood up.  His eyes could no
 longer look directly at Adam.  Adam moved back to him and again held
 his balls.  His cock hung to the side of his hand, its size
 beginning to increase.  The flush of Johnny's embarrassment started
 to become true excitement.  With his other hand, Adam held his
 quickly swelling cock.  "Why don't you do this Johnny and I'll
 continue with the examination," Adam said as he reluctantly released
 his hold.  Johnny looked at Adam then reached for his cock.  His
 finger tips moved slowly along the thickening teen shaft.  Adam
 could hear a low moan start deep in his throat.

 Adam put a paper cup on the table next to his briefs, "Johnny, when
 you are going to cum, please catch your semen in the cup.  Now turn
 around and lean on the table so I can continue, but don't stop what
 you're doing."

 He turned and did just what Adam told him to do.  His broad back
 faced Adam showing the firm young ass.  Adam pushed Johnny's cheeks
 apart and placed a finger against his hole.  He moaned and pushed
 back.  "This may hurt if you don't relax." Adam pressed again and
 could feel him tighten as his finger started to enter.     "Ugh," he
 grunted,  "Jeeze... Doc... can't you make it easier?"

 "Yes, Johnny.  If you want me to I can lubricate it."

 Adam reached for a packet of KY jelly that was nearby and squeezed
 some tight onto his hole.  He rubbed it gently, working his finger
 into his rectum with each movement.  When his finger was in its full
 length Adam said, "Johnny, you seem fine here.  If it hurts I can
 stop."

 "Ohh Nooo  please don't stop."  His speaking seemed to relax him.
 Johnny's hand began moving faster on his cock.  The strokes and
 rhythm of his motion told Adam that he was very excited.  His
 breathing was deep.

 Adam gently reached between the boy's legs from behind.  They parted
 to allow him full access to the balls which now hung like fruit for
 the picking.  They moved up and down in his gentle hold as Johnny
 pounded hard on his swollen cock.

 Adam pushed his hand further and gripped his dick from below.  Adam
 could feel its rigidness going deep into his body.  Adam squeezed
 and moved in time with Johnny.  His free hand came down to join
 Adam's and forced him to continue. His breath came in grunts as he
 forgot everything but his feelings.

 "Johnny, are you going to come?"

 "Oh, yeah.  My cock is ready to explode."

 With both of his hands occupied he was unable to reach for the cup.

 "Ohhhh. Oh.  Ahhh," the boy uttered as he came.  Wave after wave of
 orgasm shook his body as he let go.  The sounds he made only added
 to the excitement.  His cum squirted and spattered all over the
 examination table as he tried to aim in the direction of the paper
 cup that sat there next to his underpants.  Adam could feel Johnny's
 whole body begin to relax.  The violence of his coming changed to a
 slow back and forth rocking.  Minutes passed with Adam still holding
 Johnny's cock with one hand and a finger of his other hand buried
 deep in his rectum.

 Adam could feel the stirring of uneasiness now that the grip of
 pleasure had let go.  He stopped panting and moved back, standing
 up.  Adam picked up Johnny's briefs and handed them to him.
 "Johnny, you know I'm not a doctor don't you?"

 He didn't answer right away.  Instead, he started to dress.  He
 stepped into his briefs and pulled them up his legs.  His softening
 cock was supported, straight-up, in the cotton pouch while he pulled
 up on the waistband.  The briefs were older and worn.  They fit a
 little too loose.  The weight of his teenage cock pulled it down and
 pointed it out as he let go of the elastic waistband.  He reached
 behind the cloth and pushed the head of his tired dick off to the
 left.  His jeans, sneakers and shirt followed quickly.  In a minute
 he stood before Adam dressed as he was when Adam first had seen him.
 He looked at him and down at his obvious hard-on that filled his
 white uniform pants.  He looked up at the phony doctor and said," I
 didn't know you were not a doctor.  But, it's okay.  That's the best
 cum I ever had."

 "I think you ought to get some new briefs.  These are a messy from
 missing the cup.  Also, you should get them to fit a little tighter,
 too.  It's no good to be active without support for those great
 balls of yours."

 "Well, I don't much feel like waiting around for Dr. Walters.  Maybe
 I'll take your advice and get some new underwear on the way home at
 Ken's Jock Shop.  I gotta go back there anyhow since I am scheduling
 the team for outfitting."

 Adam walked briskly back to Ken's shop.  He thought about what had
 happened to him and realized he really needed that to happen.  When
 the Adam finger fucked his teen bubble shaped butt, he had privately
 wished that he had used his cock instead of his finger.  He liked
 Adam.  He knew, too, that he liked Adam's younger brother; the
 team's quarterback, Buddy.  He wondered if Buddy played around with
 other guys.

 When he reached the store a sign in the window read "Be back in one
 half hour."  Johnny reached for the door knob and found it unlocked.
 He opened it and walked in, closing it behind himself.  He had
 closed it so gently that the small metal bell above the door hardly
 made an audible sound.  He heard a familiar voice coming from the
 open door of the dressing room.  He looked inside to see Ken on his
 knees.  He was sucking on the jockstrap pouch of Adam's brother,
 Buddy.  Buddy was talking nasty to Ken ordering his to drink his hot
 fucking jizz.

 Johnny saw a door behind him and opened it to find a bed and table
 that Ken used sometimes when he was working late.  The door of the
 dressing room was across from the door of Ken's sleeping room.  So,
 Johnny laid back on the bed, kicking off his jeans and shoes to
 watch Ken and Buddy.  He left his Jockey shorts on and began jacking
 his cock inside the material while Ken continued to suck on Buddy's
 pouch and Buddy kept letting out hot dirty words that made Johnny
 even hotter and harder.  Finally, he couldn't resist blasting his
 load of cum right into brief to join the hot cum he had shot off in
 the examination room and hour before.

 When Johnny's breathing subsided, he sat up quietly and dressed
 himself.  He continued to watch Ken and Buddy as Ken sucked Buddy's
 hot teen cum right down his throat.  Again, Buddy felt his cock
 stiffen in his jizz-drenched briefs.

 He quietly slipped back to the front of the store and ever-so-
 lightly opened and closed the front door.

                               THE END