Date: Sat, 15 Jul 2006 12:53:02 +1030
From: David Richards <bargo2574@hotmail.com>
Subject: CUMMING WITH JAY

Four or five days a week, after work, I jogged around the nearby athletics
field.  On most of those days, apart from one other, I was the only one who
did so.  The one
other was a young guy, a few years older than me, who occasionally gave me a
wave but otherwise arrived when I was half way through my stint, did his
10-12 laps and then departed.  This went on for several weeks but then one
Monday he came over to the bench where I was sitting and flopped down beside
me.  As usual I wore joggers singlet and a pair of shorts -- the ones with a
split up each side to give maximum freedom of movement -- and he was
similarly attired.

`Hi,' he greeted me.  `Seen you around quite a bit.  Do you jog far?'  I was
impressed that his breathing his almost normal and there was little evidence
of breathlessness.  Fit young man, I thought.
`Mostly 20 laps, sometimes more,' I told him.
`Really!  That's ten kays,'  and now it was he who sounded impressed.  `But
with strong thighs like those,' he gestured, `you probably do it with ease.'
  I quickly noted that his own thighs were almost as well developed.
`May I?' he asked and before I could reply, he prodded and squeezed my right
thigh.
`All muscle,' he said sounding somewhat envious then, glancing at his watch,
added `Hay, I gotta go -- evening class,' he added by way of explanation and
jogged off towards the road.  Nice physique and not bad looking, I thought
to myself.  The next day, he gave his usual wave and jogged off the field.

The next day was really humid but I stuck doggedly to my routine and sure
enough, half way through my laps, my sole companion appeared on the scene
and began his laps.  I finished and made my way to the bench dripping with
sweat, took off my singlet and waited.  The other guy finished his jog and
came over to where I sat and flopped down next to me.
`Name's Jake,' he said and held out his hand which I shook.  `But most
people call me Jay,' he added, holding my hand a bit longer than was
comfortable.
`Mike,' I told him and withdrew my hand.
`Hi Mike,' he said.  `God its humid today.  Nice pecs' he said brushing the
back of his hand against my right nub and sending a tingling sensation down
my spine, straight to my groin and causing my cock to jerk slightly.  Shit!,
I thought, hope he didn't see that.  But he had.

`That should please your girlfriend' he said grinning.  I could have
remained silent but for some reason I said:
`Don't have a girlfriend.'
`Why not -- handsome guy like you?'  I shrugged, feeling embarrassed.
`Haven't found one yet,' I said.
`Gotta boyfriend?' he asked.  I thought things were getting too personal but
I merely shook my head.
`Sounds to me like you're a bit of a loner.  I used to be but I met up with
some guys and started getting about - going places and meeting people.  You
got plenty of friends?'
`Sure,' I told him without sounding too convincing.  `but I've only been
here a few weeks and my friends are back in Denton where I come from.'
`OK,' he said with understanding, `and how old are you?'
'20,' I lied -- in fact I had only just turned 18 but thought I looked 20.
`And you?'
'23,' he told me, `but only just.'  We remained silent for a minute or two,
both of us obviously feeling a bit tongue tied.

`Hay, what are you doing on Saturday?' he asked
`Nothing in particular -- shopping in the morning, maybe watch TV.'
`Alone?' he asked.  I nodded.
`We can do better than that.  Why not come out with me -- we could drive down
to Rockingham have a late lunch, check-out the beach, meet people.  Better
than staying home alone.'  Jay gave me an infectious grin which I could only
respond to with a smile.
`Thanks a lot Jay.  Sounds great,' I told him.
`You got wheels?' he asked.  I shook my head.  `Give me your address and
I'll pick you up around 12.15 or a bit later.  I gave him the address of the
one-bedroom flat where I lived. He looked at it and told me and had a flat
in the next  street.
`Thanks' I told him and offered my hand which he shook and held.
`No problemo, see you tomorrow.' He released my hand, got up and jogged
away.
`Hay!' I called after him, `what should I wear'.  He stopped and turned.
`Strictly casual,' he replied.
`Tell me more.'
`Well, I'm going to wear sandals, light shorts and a T-shirt.  Strictly no
underwear, no socks, no hassles,' he said and jogged away.

On Friday he didn't show for an evening jog but then he often didn't.  On
Saturday morning I went to the supermarket and brought enough food, laundry
and other items to last at least a week, answered some outstanding e-mails,
then had a shave and shower and changed into the clothing Jay had suggested.
  I felt a bit reluctant not wearing underpants but quickly shrugged it off.
  After all, I never wore undies when I went jogging.  By 12.15 I was ready
and waiting -- but no sign of Jay.  Perhaps he had changed his mind, met some
more interesting people.  12.20  - still no sign of Jay.  12.27 he came to a
screeching halt in a small blue and yellow coupe and threw open the
passenger door.  I got in and give him a sideways look.

`Yeah, I know.  Punctuality and me have never been good friends.  But better
late than never,' he grinned.  He looked at the dashboard clock and said it
was less than an hours drive to Rockingham using the main highway which we
reached ten minutes later.  The he put his foot down and we sped smoothly
down the road.
`We can have pub food at the Royal Oak or get something at a café -- but no
drink.'
`Pub food sounds good to me,' I said. `When do they close?'
` Two O'clock on Saturdays, so we've plenty of time.  They have some really
good food and what they call their van de maison is not at all bad and you
buy it by the glass -- and all very reasonably priced.  He gave me an idea of
what was likely to be on the menu so that by the time we got there my
appetite was more than whetted.  We parked across the road from the pub and
made for the dining room.

The food was excellent and delivered hot.  Jay was right when he said the
wine was well worth drinking.  I was used to drinking the odd beer now and
again and was surprised how much stronger the wine was.  Jay only drank one
glass, explaining that he was driving and had no wish to get picked up for
drunk driving or worse, be involved in an accident.  After the second glass
of wine, I told him I appreciated his thoughtfulness for my safety and he
leered at me while the waiter refilled my glass.  I definitely felt slightly
light-headed when I stood up after the meal.
`You OK?' Jay asked.
`No worries,' I told him and added, `just thank your lucky stars I'm not
driving.  Where too now, I asked as we got in the car.
`Thought we would drive back along the coast road,' Jay said.  We can
check-out one or two of the beaches.

We set off and about forty minutes later Jay came to a sign with the single
word `Sudbury' and turned off onto a gravel road which ended in a grassed
car park adjoining which was a long stretch of beach.  It was almost three
O'clock and there were only 4 other vehicles including a motor cycle.  Jay
suggested we take a walk along the beach, maybe go for a dip to which I
readily agreed.  He took off his sandals and got out of the car and I did
likewise.  He took off his T-shirt and so did I and then, to my amazement,
he pulled down his shorts, gracefully stepped out of them and slung them in
the car.  He stood there, quite naked, while I  unabashedly looked for the
first time at what I thought -- and still think -- to be a beautifully
proportioned body with light  but well defined muscles in all the right
places and of course his penis.  It was uncut, soft and about 3 inches long.
  It protruded from a hairless shaved crotch above testicles which hung
loosely beneath.  It was as if I was in a day-dream interrupted when Jay
asked:
`Something wrong?  Come on, get your gear off.' He urged.
`You can't walk around like that,' I protested.
`Got it wrong, you can't walk around like that,' he replied coming round to
my side of the car and pointing to a notice which proclaimed " Sudbury
Nudist Beach.  No clothing beyond this point".

`I can't walk around naked,' I protested.
`Why not?'
`Because I'll get embarrassed -  I mean people will see me, I mean what if
...'
`Come on Mike, there is hardly anyone here and it's a big beach.  So what if
others see you?  They wont be covering anything up.  Nobody wears clothes
here.'  I removed my shorts and slung them in the car which Jay locked so
there could be no `second thoughts' on my part..
`Turn around,' he asked and I did as he asked until I was facing him again.
`Very nice.  Good waste line, nice `V' shape and I just love you blond
pubes.
`Not as good as your body,' I told him.  He grinned and moved gracefully
towards the beach.
`Come on,' he said and I followed him on to the beach.  He held out his
hand.  Normally, I would never have been seen holding the hand of another
man but ... I put it down to our both being naked and too much wine.  I took
his hand
`I just hope I don't get a hard-on or meet anyone,' I said.
`Doesn't matter if you do.  We both have nice bodies, we're both reasonably
endowed and if you've got it, why hide it?'  It felt strange walking naked,
my cock and balls swinging freely, making me feel horny and Jay's hold of my
hand and occasional brush of my thigh not making it easy to stay soft.

Jay could see the effect these things were having on me and suggested we
cool off in the clear water which lapped the beach.  I needed no
encouragement to hide my growing erection and by the time I was in water
deep enough to cover my crotch, my cock had thickened noticeably, was
growing harder by the minute and, as I knew from previous experience, there
was little I could now do to stop it from becoming fully erect.  Every move
I made, combined with the sight of Jays beautiful naked body made it certain
that I was going to get a roaring hard-on which I knew could stay that way
for hours unless I shot my load of spunk.  Jay waded out towards me and by
the time he reached me, we stood waist deep, gently buffeted by the warm
water.  Perhaps Jay had not seen how aroused I was becoming -- but it was not
something he would have missed and  when he reached me I could see that he
had one hand on his cock.

`Help me get hard,' he said, `then we can compare ourselves and see who's
the biggest.
`I didn't bring a tape measure,' I quipped but didn't resist when he took my
right hand and placed it on his penis.  I had never touched another mans
cock before and for a moment hesitated, uncertain what I should do.  But of
course I knew instinctively how to get another man hard.  Jay floated on his
back and I began to slowly masturbate him with one hand while fondling his
balls with the other when I felt his fingers touch my scrotum.  Jay lowered
himself to a standing position.
`That's nice,' he told me and I could feel that he was soon as hard as I
was.
`Come on,' he said and taking my hand led me back towards the beach until
our feet were one again on dry sand and our cocks, which stood proudly and
strongly erect, were open to our mutual inspection and comment.  Oddly, I
did not feel in the least embarrassed, probably because I was in Jay's
company and we both had erections.  Twenty minutes earlier, I would not have
dreamt of being in such a position.  Jay told me later that short of
actually touching my cock, he had done everything he could to get me hard
and was more than pleased with the result.

Jay stood facing me and took my erection in his right hand, pulling it and
his own erection down to the horizontal, then pushing his body forward so
that our cock heads were pressed against each others groin.  It was clear
that his erection was longer but only by about a half inch.  It was equally
clear when we compared the size of our balls, that I had the larger ones.
We grinned at each other, held each others hand and sauntered up the
seemingly empty beach until we heard a voice call `Hi Jay,' and saw a figure
come splashing ashore a little ahead of us.  It seemed that my worst fears,
of meeting someone I did not know while I had a steely erection, were about
to come true.  There was absolutely no way I could hide my condition but Jay
seemed totally unconcerned and waved with his other hand.

`His name is Harry and we work for the same outfit,' Jay told me as the
figure drew nearer.  `And he's as gay as they come, so he won't be in the
least surprised to see us with stiffies.'  Harry was somewhat shorter than
Jay and I.  He had a natural light tan -- indicating mixed parentage
somewhere along the line -- brilliant white teeth and jet black hair on head
and crotch and startling silver eyebrows which he had obviously died with
peroxide.  He was a few years older -- maybe 30 odd -- and had a nice body
which was beginning to show slight signs of too much beer but still looked
good.  His penis was limp and a good three inches long.  He appeared quite
un-phased by our erections.
`I didn't expect to see you down here on a Saturday,' Harry said as he came
to a halt in front of us, `and certainly not all primed and in the company
of a dishy hot spunk.  Don't just stand there -- introduce me.'
`Harry, this is Mike -- Mike, this is a man who will stop at nothing to make
you cum.'
`Pay no attention to him.  I never make anyone cum.  Sometimes my friends
like to give me their spunk, or ask me to milk them or help them to cum and
who am I to refuse such requests.'  Harry gave a quick tweak to one of Jays
nipples between finger and thumb and looked inordinately pleased when his
erection gave an involuntary jerk in response.
`See what I mean, Mike?  Harry never misses a chance.'  Harry looked
reproachful.
`When opportunity knocks, don't expect me to turn my back -- unless of course
you prefer it that way,' he said and gave us both a salacious wink and a
pearly grin.

`You two are the most handsome couple I have seen on the beach for a long
long  time,' Harry said.  `May I?' he asked politely and thinking he wanted
to touch my erection, I nodded.  His hand came to a stop beneath my cock and
his fingers caressed then held my balls.
`Oh my!' he exclaimed.  `I don't think I have ever felt heavier or larger
balls.  Absolutely fabulous!  I bet they keep you charged with spunk 24/7.
How often do you cum?' he asked.
`Four, sometimes five times a day,' I told him and he looked impressed.  He
slowly pulled down on my balls until they were clearly outlined against my
scrotum and began to hurt -- then eased back and finally let them go.
`And how many times have you spunked to-day?'
`Twice,' I told him.  `Once when I woke up and again when I had a shower
around noon.'  He began playing with Jay's erection.
`I just love young, creamy spunk,' he said dreamily.  Are you two having a
private party -- or would you like to cum for the pleasure of it?'
`Well, we were going to wander up to the dunes and enjoy each others company
by getting our rocks off,' Jay said.
`Come along then, and I'll help you have your way.

He led the way to the sand dunes above the high water mark and made sure we
followed by taking our erections in each hand.
`Shall we do this our way or would you like Harry to give us some help?' Jay
asked.
`It would be nice to be on our own,' I said.  Harry looked mortified and
stopped.  His fingers tightened around my erection and he pleaded:
`Ohhh Mike,  how can you say that.  I really would be very good at bringing
you both to climax -- slow and gentle until you positively have to cum - and
you can watch each other as I do it and you would get extra pleasure out of
that wouldn't you.'
`Hmm, maybe,' said Jay, `and I would like to see you cum.  What do you
reckon?'
`Well ...'
`Be a sport, Mike.  I just have to drain your magnificent balls,' Harry
pleaded.
`OK,' I agreed uncertainly for I had never been involved is a threesome
before.  `But what are you going to do?' I asked.  By this time we had
reached the dunes and Harry's actions answered the question.

He rapidly built a small mound of sand, positioned us in front of it and
knelt down in front of us.  His mouth was slightly above our erections so
that he did not need to pull them down to the vertical in order for him to
get the heads of both our cocks in his mouth.  In each hand he held our
balls with finger and thumb encircling them and gently pulling downwards,
preventing them for rising to the underside of our cocks in response to the
stimulation of his tongue and lips.  I do not know how he managed to get
both our cocks into his mouth but he did and managed to tongue and suck them
simultaneously. Jay and I put our arms around each other and hugged and
kissed as Harry went to work.  Several minutes passed before the strength of
Jay's embrace began to grow and our lips parted.

The expression on his face suggested that whatever Harry was doing, Jay was
not only enjoying it and it might not be too long before he shoot his load.
His eyes were almost closed to mere slits, his mouth slightly open and his
breathing was becoming faster.  I looked down at his torso and saw his pecs
and abs becoming more defined and, like his arm muscles, becoming more tense
as his grasp on my shoulders grew.
`Aaaahh,' he moaned, `not long now.   Mmmmiiike that's goooood.'  I held him
close, feeling the tension in his body increase and at the same time felt
the first pre-cum sensations, the hint of spunk beginning to slowly churn
somewhere near the base of my cock.  Jays body shuddered as he moaned that
he was cumming and clung to me.  The his strong grasp of my body began to
lessen after he shot his load and the sexual tension in his body began to
abate.  His cock slipped from Harry's mouth.

Now it was my turn to have Harry do things to my cock which I had never
experienced before.  He took the full length of my erection into his mouth
so that the head of my cock was in his throat.  Then he began to swallow and
one of my thighs began to shake and - as Jay told me afterwards though I had
no recollection of it at the time -- I let out a shout of sheer pleasure and
would have fallen down if Jay had not held me up.  Harry pulled his head
back and first the shaft then part of the head slid past his raking teeth
and sucking lips.  It seemed to me that my cock had grown larger and longer
than it had ever been before and the sensations were indescribable as he
pushed forward again to take the head back into his mouth.  I could feel my
spunk surging up the shaft of my cock with increasing speed and I think I
must have let the whole world know that I was shooting my load as I loudly
moaned that I was `cuuummmming...'  As the first wave of spunk squirted into
Harry's mouth, another wave of cum surged up my cock and out through the tip
into that sucking mouth only to be followed by another.

I gave a deep sight of relief when I had fully shot my load and looked down
to see my cock still entrapped between Harry's lips, my creamy white cum
leaking from the corner of his mouth as he continued to suck me dry.  The
head of my cock was now so sensitive that when Harry tongued its underside,
I let our a cry of pleasure-pain and jerkily withdrew it from his mouth.  I
slumped against Jay who lowered me to the sand where I lay for several
minutes before I was sufficiently recovered to sheepishly grin at him as he
took the shaft of my softening cock between his finger  and simultaneously
squeezed and pulled upwards.  I watched as a ribbon of opaque fluid -- a
mixture of pre-cum and spunk dribbled from the tip and over Jays hand.  He
licked it off and grinned at me in that infectious way of his.  I reached up
and pulled his body down on top of me and kissed his lips long and softly,
letting our tongues explore each others mouth.

We lay on our sides, sated bodies pressed together for some time, engrossed
in each other and having quite forgotten Harry and his wicked mouth.  When
we eventually sat up, Harry was nowhere to be seen.  We both wished to thank
him for his service but Jay told me that Harry always knew when three was a
crowd and said he would thank him on Monday when he saw him at work.  The
sun was now getting lower in the sky and a chill wind curled its way around
our bodies.  We got up and hurriedly made our way back to where we had
parked and the warmth of clothes and car.  Three and a half hours later we
sat together in a restaurant near our flats and ordered meals of steak and
salad, washed down with larger and followed by lemon and lime sorbet to
freshen the palate.  And an hour after that we drove back and parked outside
Jays flat.

`After being sucked off by Harry, I don't suppose you are anywhere near
ready to cum again,,' "Jay said as we sat in the car.  `Because if you were,
I would invite you to stay the night. But in any case come up to the flat
and have a cup of coffee.'  I followed him into the block of flats and into
the lift which took us to the seventh floor and into his flat -- a
lounge/study, bedroom, small kitchen and toilet shower.
`Make yourself at home and I'll make us some coffee,' he said and went to
the kitchen.  When he returned with the coffee tray he found me as I wanted
him to find me, naked and relaxing on the white leather settee.  Naturally
his eyes moved to my penis which although not erect, was certainly not soft.
`Well,' Jay said showing no surprise, `I know I said make yourself at home
but isn't this just a wee bit informal?'
`Only as long as you remain fully clothed,' I told him.

I rose and helped him strip while he tried -- with some success -- to get me
harder by playing with my nipples.  When he was naked, we sat next to each
other on the settee and Jay poured coffee while I played with his penis but
I knew he was not yet ready to cum again and so made no serious effort to
coax him to erection.  We drank our coffee and felt relaxed in each others
company and Jay spoke of the days events and how happy he was to know that
we were sexually compatible and attracted to each other.  I appreciated him
telling me his thoughts and feelings towards me which stimulated me so that
within half an hour my semi-erection had firmed to a full erection and, even
while we sat in companionable silence, continued to strengthen.  I licked
and sucked on Jays nipples and fondled his balls until his cock showed signs
of sustained firmness.

`What shall we do to lessen our condition -- or shall we try to get to sleep
the way we are?' I asked.
`I don't think I would sleep very well with that beside me,' Jason said and
bent his head to lick a drop of pre-cum which had formed at the tip of my
cock.
`Shall we sleep apart then?' I quipped.
`I have a better idea.  How about you fuck me and jerk me off at the same
time?'
`I haven't done that before.  I mean how do I ...'
`Easy.  Help me with the coffee things and then we'll go to the bedroom and
I'll show you.  When the coffee things had been washed and left to drain --
Jay was always a clean and tidy man -- we went to his bed on which he told me
to lie down and I did as he suggested.  Then he went to the toilet and a few
seconds, later returned with a packet of condoms which he opened.

Jay sat on the bed beside me and after pulling my cock to the vertical, he
licked its head  and I suddenly became aware that once again my balls were
beginning to ache -- a sure sign that I needed to cum.  Then with his other
hand he placed the lubricated condom on top of my cock head and slowly began
to unwind it over the head and then down the shaft.  It was the first time I
had ever had a condom on my cock and having Jay put it on me felt incredibly
sexy.  He then smeared lubricant over the condom and then up his arse before
clambering on top of me until he had a leg on either side of my torso and he
was sitting on my thighs facing me.  Jay raised his body, taking his weight
on his hand and moved it towards my chest.

`Reach down and pull your erection up so you can put it in me,' he said.  I
did as he asked and he slowly lowered himself over my hard cock which I
guided between his buttocks.
`Stay still,' Jay said.  He lowered himself more slowly and I felt the head
of my condom sheathed cock press against and move slowly through his ring
and into the warmth of his inside.  Jay remained still for a few seconds
then began a slow motion of moving back and forth and slightly up and down.
He took my right hand and placed it on his semi erect penis.  I responded by
moving my hips in unhurried, measured moves so that my cock gradually
penetrated deeper while at the same time I masturbated his penis.  I could
not get him fully erect but judging by the expression on his face, I was
giving Jay the pleasure he wanted.  A few moments later he put his hand over
mine to stop the pumping motion up and down his cock shaft.  He was now more
fully erect and when I pulled on his foreskin, I could see the head of his
cock was becoming shiny, growing large and had begun leaking clear sticky
pre-cum.

Jays movements were also becoming more forceful and somewhat jerky as he
moved back and forth up and down over my cock.  Looking down at my face he
could see the effect he was having on me from the partly closed eyes, the
heavier breathing and tension building up in my body.  I could tell from his
movements that he knew I was not far from shooting.  My fingers grasped more
firmly around the shaft of Jays penis and I moaned at the intensity of
feeling as my white creamy spunk begin to churn around and then move, at
first slowly, then with increasing speed and finally gush from the tip of my
cock.

At the same time my body jerked upwards and my swollen penis pushed even
deeper into Jay as I gave voice to the delight of cumming inside him.  Jay
released his hold on my hand and jerkily my fingers pulled on his cock.  A
few seconds after I began shooting my load, it was Jay's turn to cum.  My
fingers had been feverishly working up and down around the flange of his
cock when it suddenly jerked up to the vertical and as cried out, a long
ribbon of warm cream shot from its tip and landed on my face, followed by
another which squirted out, landing on my chin and upper chest.  I released
his erection and saw it jerk wildly as the last of his spunk trickled from
its tip.  Jay's body tightened and the muscles of his torso tensed as he
shot his load, then slowly began to relax.

Slowly, Jay moved off my body and lay on his side beside me while he licked
his cum from my face.  Then we kissed and his spunk trickled into my mouth
and I tasted its slight sweetness, feeling its creaminess on my tongue
before swallowing it.  After a while, Jay sat up and took the condom off my
now flaccid cock, milking the last of my spunk into it, then squeezing my
ejaculate down to its tip.
`Very nice,' he assured me.  `Feel better now?'  I grinned and nodded.
`Come on then, time for a shower, then bed.'  After we had showered, we lay
together and just before going to sleep, I thought how lucky I was to find
someone who was able to service me and do so while giving each other so much
pleasure.

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