Date: Fri, 22 Dec 2006 22:53:30 -0800 (PST)
From: Denny Brown <grundycobear@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jerry's Catch

     Okay, if you are too young or if it is illegal to read stories of
sex and love between men this is the time for you to make your way
elsewhere.  Thanks.

     Jerry loved to fish.  He had been fishing as long as he could
remember.  His daddy would take him down by the river and they would fish
all day long.  His momma would fix his daddy and him something to eat and
they wouldn't go home until it was time for supper.
    Jerry remembers what his daddy's cock looked like.  He would unbutton
his 501's and pull that monster out and just let the piss flow.  It was
no wonder that Jerry had become a size queen and a lover of water
sports.  But he had never touched his daddy's cock and his daddy had
never touched his.
    For some reason Jerry's daddy didn't want him circumcized.  His
mother wasn't sure about all of that and so went along with Jerry's
daddy.  When Jerry showered after football practice or during track
season he was the only boy his age sporting an uncut cock.  Believe me,
he was the center of attention with every new team member who had never
seen an uncut cock.  The other boys would laugh when they saw the younger
boys so fascinated with the foreskin that covered the head of Jerry's
cock.
    What the other boys didn't know was that Jerry loved all of the
attention his cock got.  He could manage keeping it semi-hard if not soft
but no one could tell that Jerry was getting off on every young boy who
noticed his uncut cock.  Jerry spent more than one night jacking off
thinking of the new kid on the team who couldn't keep his eyes off of
Jerry's dick.
    Jerry had played with himself long enough.  It was time to get one of
those teammates involved with his getting off.  He was ready to have one
of those boys lay beside him; stroke the big, uncut dick, and see the cum
spray all over his stomach and the boy's hand.  But who?  Who would be
the first victim?  Jerry knew that the boy would be the first but
definitely not the last.  Jerry was going fishing to catch one of those
boys.
    Trent was one of the boys who seemed to pay close attention to what
Jerry had between his legs.  Jerry had noticed that the boy always showered
right beside Jerry whenever he could.  Jerry had noticed that he even had
pushed a guy from under the shower nozzle next to him so that he could
shower beside him.
     Trent was standing beside Jerry in the showerroom acting as if he
didn't know who was standing beside him.  He let the hot water flow over
his military style haircut.  The water flowed down his broad shoulders
and over his quarter size nipples.  Trent's daddy insisted on him lifting
weights, running, and doing a god-awful amount of ab reps every day.
Jerry noticed that the boy was well-built for a fifteen year old.
    Jerry closed his eyes as the lube joined with the pre-cum to make his
big cock slick.  He stroked his cock allowing the foreskin to play its
music on his sensitive mushroom head.  He laid back with his eyes closed
and pictured Trent with his hand around his dick, his mouth on the head
sucking the pre-cum, and taking it to the back of his throat and then
swallowing it.  With his dick down Trent's throat Jerry fucked his mouth
for all it was worth.  Finally he would fill Trent's mouth with his hot
teen cum.  Wave after wave would satisfy the young cocksucker.
    Jerry's sexual reverie was interrupted by his mother's voice.
"Jerry, honey.  There is a boy here to see you." she called up the
steps.  Jerry quickly wiped his cum off his belly, threw on a pair of gym
shorts and a t-shirt, and went down the steps.
    Much to his surprise and delight the boy sitting on the couch in the
living room waiting on him was none other than the sophomore Trent.  Now
what in Hell would this boy be doing in the living room of a senior?
    Jerry glided into the room and the boy stood up.  Trent spoke first.
    "Hi, Jerry.  I hope I am not interupting anything.  I wanted to speak
with you about yesterday's practice."
    "No, not at all, Trent.  What is on your mind?"
    "Well, I just need some help with the plays Coach gave us."
    "Okay.  Can you stay for supper?"
    "MOM, do you have enough food for Trent to stay for supper?"
    "Of course, dear.  But make sure he calls his folks."
    Trent looked at Jerry.  He didn't come over for supper.  He came over
to get some insight on the new plays and to spend some time with
the young man on whom he had a crush.  He thought of protesting but the
look in Jerry's eye told him that protesting would do no good.
    Trent pulled out his cell phone and hit the button to
his grandfather's number.  "Gramps?  This is Trent.  I was invited to
have supper at my friend Jerry's house.  I will be home later."
    Gramps told Trent something and Trent replied with a "Yes, Sir."
    "It is fine with gramps," Trent told Jerry.
    "Awesome," Jerry replied.  "Let's take a look at those plays you
don't understand."