Date: Thu, 14 Oct 2021 20:49:09 -0400
From: Ww Ww <er14990606@gmail.com>
Subject: Jason's Sexual Adventures - Chapter Four

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JASON'S SEXUAL ADVENTURES -- Chapter Four

Spring came and so did baseball season.  Jason loved the sport and was good
at it.  He was chosen for the varsity team.  The team was full of seniors,
and Jason felt fortunate as a younger player to be chosen for the starting
shortstop.  It was a good choice by the coach because Jason was agile with
a good arm and a great base stealer.  One other younger player was in the
starting lineup, and that was Stan, the catcher.  Jason and Stan were
friends and had English class together.

Jason enjoyed playing baseball, but liked just as much the time the locker
room and the shower where he could see the bodies of his naked friends.
Jason looked but was discreet.  He didn't want to get caught staring.
Jason evaluated all the limp cocks he saw and categorized them by size.
The obvious champ was Tony, the star pitcher.  He was 6' 6" in height and
was even more formidable when he stood atop the pitcher's mound.  He has a
great fastball and curve.  Tony was huge and so was his dick, looking to
Jason as if it were two inches longer than anyone else.  Jason considered
himself in second place, along with two others, his friend Stan and the guy
who played right field.

Practice was over one afternoon and Jason sat on a bench in front of his
locker in his underwear.  He was tired and rested there, but he was
deliberately taking his time getting dressed to have longer to look at the
naked guys around him.  Close by and in clear sight was his friend Stan.
Stan was built to be a catcher.  He was shorter than Jason and heavier.
His muscled legs and rounded bottom came from all that time squatting
behind the batter.  He had great arms and a powerful chest which made him
the best hitter on the team.  He had light brown hair, a smooth chest, and
a noticeable treasure trail, a line of short brown hair from his navel to
his crotch.  Stan sat naked with his ball sack resting on the edge of a
bench and his cock hanging down below.  He was staring down, either deep in
thought or like Jason just tired from the strenuous practice.

Tony came out of the shower and was rubbing a towel across his wet chest
when he walked up to Stan to talk.  Stan raised his head and there in front
of his eyes was Tony's huge dong.  He hesitated a second before raising his
head further to look Tony in the face.  They talked.  Tony began to dry his
hair, and he put the towel over his head, covering his eyes.  Stan lowered
his head and looked at Tony's dick again before looking back upward.  Jason
suddenly focused on Stan's dick.  He could have sworn it was larger than it
was a moment ago.  He stared.

"Holy Shit," he thought.  Stan's dick was growing longer and getting
thicker.  Stan casually took the towel beside him and placed it over his
crotch and continued to talk to Tony.  Soon Tony was gone, and Stan got
dressed and left.  Jason left too.

He took with him the memory of what he saw, and that night he fantasized
about Stan and Tony and their hard cocks.  As Jason jacked his dick, his
imagination ran wild.  What if Stan had let his dick grow and Tony saw it.
Maybe Tony would knee and suck it into his mouth.  What if Stan, being
aroused and horny, had leaned over and taken Tony's limp cock into his
mouth, sucking it until it was hard.  What if Stan laid down on the bench
and Tony straggled him and fucked him in front of the rest of the team.  As
Jason came that night, he was dreaming of Tony's huge member fucking him
hard and deep.

The next day was Thursday.  There was no baseball practice, and Jason
devoted the afternoon getting his homework out of the way.  The Atlanta
Braves were playing a big game that night.  Jason was going to watch it
with his dad.  The homework was finished but Jason was restless.  He needed
some exercise, so he decided to ride his bike before dinner.  There was a
park a block away with two tennis courts, a soccer field, and a basketball
court.  A paved track circled the park which people used for walking and
running.

Jason biked to the park and made a fast circle around the track.  He slowed
down to a more leisurely pace for a second lap.  At the far end of the
park, an area was left natural with large trees and a thick understory of
shrubs. He saw an unpaved path into the woods.  Jason had a mountain bike
with larger tires for riding on dirt and gravel, so Jason decided to ride
through woods.  He immediately felt a drop in temperature as he entered the
shade of the towering trees.

Ahead of him, he saw a man, perhaps sixty of age, walking slowly on the
path toward him.  He had a blank, expressionless, look on his face.  He
stared at Jason but said nothing as they passed each other on the path.
Further up the path and around a curve, Jason saw a man standing behind
some bushes.  The man would have been out of view but Jason's bike gave him
additional height.  As Jason pedaled by, he saw the head of another man at
the first man's waist.  Jason was jolted when he realized that the man was
getting a blowjob.  Jason knew about cruising from porn.  He had stumbled
upon an area for hookups, for anonymous sex.

Jason could think of little else for the next day.  He had craved the touch
of another man since the end of summer camp.  He needed badly to hold a
dick in his mouth.  He longed to be fucked by a man and not a toy.  The
answer was just down the street in the woods.  No one would know him.  His
secret passions, that he guarded from his friends, would remain secret.

Saturday morning after breakfast, Jason rode his bike to the park.  There
were fewer people than previously.  Two guys were playing tennis and a guy
was kicking goals on the soccer field.  The basketball court was empty.
Several older people were walking slowly on the track.  Jason left his bike
at a rack near the tennis courts and walked towards the woods.  He casually
looked around to see if anyone was looking, before he ducked inside and
walked up the path.  When he couldn't be seen from the track, he slowed his
pace.  He walked for a while until he saw a man walking toward him.  The
guy was older, bald, with a grey beard.  They passed each other without
words.  Jason realized that he did not know the protocol of cruising.  How
do you signal that you are interested?  Do you grab them by the crotch?  Do
you proposition them with "Can I suck your dick?"

Jason took a side path, walked a few feet, and turned around, looking back
at the unpaved trail that circled through the woods. He waited.  A few
minutes later, a man appeared.  He was dressed for tennis in a white shirt
and shorts.  He was probably in his 40's with black hair and obviously
athletic.  His chest filled his snug-fitting shirt. That special something
stirred in Jason.  It was the same feeling he had when he first saw Raf.
Jason wanted this guy, but didn't know what to do, so he just smiled and
gave a small nod of the head as a hello.  The answer was a large smile on
the face of this handsome stranger.

The stranger turned up the path toward Jason and walked by, giving an
indication to follow him.  The two walked about 20 feet until they were in
a very private spot near an old tree and surrounded by bushes.  The tennis
player silently reached for Jason's dick and found it hard and standing up
in his pants.  He went down on one knee, pulled Jason's shorts and
underwear down to his ankles, and freed his rigid cock.  The stranger
immediately went to work, taking the hard dick before him into his mouth.
Jason was in heaven.  A sexy man, not a boy, was blowing him.  It felt
wonderful.  The stranger paid a lot of attention to Jason's dick, but did
not ignore his ball sack, licking it and sucking each ball in turn into his
mouth.  The stranger had found a prize, and he made the most of it.  His
hands ran up Jason's stomach to feel his pecs.  His hands moved up and down
Jason's muscular legs, feeling the fine hairs that covered them.  He
reached around and put a hand on each ass cheek as his head bobbed on
Jason's tool.

Jason gave the stranger plenty of time to suck him, but Jason wanted more.
He reached down and with a pull on the stranger's arms, indicated that
Jason wanted him to stand.  He stood and Jason assumed the stranger's
former place, kneeling on the ground.  When the stranger first saw Jason in
the woods, he thought he was just a horny teenager wanting to get his dick
sucked.  He was surprised because now Jason was kneeling before him trying
to get his shorts down. This young man wanted to play.

The stranger helped Jason with his tennis shorts, and soon Jason was
staring at a beautiful cock.  It was long and thick with a large head.  His
pubes were trimmed short and his hairless balls hung low.  Jason cupped the
balls in his hand and put his lips around the tip of the stranger's
dick. Jason was thrilled as he slid his wet mouth down the shaft.  Since
last summer he had only his dildo to mouth as he played in his bed at
night.  Jason was sucking a real dick again.  The stranger was equally
excited, and he could tell by Jason's expert work that the young man was
not a novice.

Jason sucked and licked the dick.  He nuzzled his nose into the short hairs
that surrounded its base.  He slid his wet tongue between the balls and the
thighs on each side of the ball sack.  He licked the stranger's stomach.
In his explorations, he was never far from the rigid dick and he returned
to it again and again.  But Jason still wanted more.

Jason rose, stepped out of his shorts, leaned over, and took something out
of his pocket.  He handed a condom to the stranger.  Jason then turned
around, bent at the waist, and braced himself against the tree trunk, just
like he had done for Rafael.  He was offering his hole, inviting this sexy
stranger to fuck him.  The stranger's dick entered Jason easily with a slow
and gentle movement.  This was only the second dick that Jason had ever had
in his ass, but he had fucked himself with Pinkie countless times, and he
was prepared.

Despite being naked in a public park, neither of the two wanted to rush to
a conclusion.  The fucking was too enjoyable.  But eventually Jason sensed
faster and harder thrusts from the man behind him.  The stranger was
approaching his climax, and Jason wanted to be there with him, so he jerked
his dick faster.  And it happened.  As the stranger filled his condom,
Jason covered the ground in front of him with cum.

The stranger was quick to withdraw, and they dressed.  For all this time,
no word had been uttered by either of them, but now the stranger spoke.

"You are gorgeous.  I want to see you again.  What's your name?  Do you
live close by?"

The joy of the moment immediately left Jason.  He screamed in his head
"NO!"  His desires were his secret.  He was in the park to be anonymous,
not to be known.  Jason said nothing, but shook his head left and right and
walked away, back down the path to the track, and then with a jog to his
bike.  He rode off in the wrong direction.  He rode three blocks out of his
way before pedaling to his home in case the stranger was watching.