THE GYMNIST: part 1


Billy had to go to summer school; I was bored, so I decided that I would go to school with him and hang out for a while. It was only in the mornings, not for long, and I could meet some of his friends. One day, while I was hanging around, I passed by the gym. The side door was open, and I poked my head in. There was this muscular guy working out on the gymnastic equiptment. I thought to myself what a hunk. I went in and sat down to watch. After a while he nodded to me. I asked if it was Ok if I hung out and watched a while? He replied it was OK. Wow man he was really neat. Not that tall, but built like a brick shit house, and very handsome. I could feel my pants rising as I watched him. He made me horny. I sat there for a little while, and then Billy showed up. It was time to head home.

The next day the first thing I did was head for the gym. The door was open and I anxiously went in. This butch guy was there again, all alone. I just wanted to touch him all over. I was nervous and excited; my crotch must have reflected it. I inquired if it was OK to hang out again. He said it was OK. After a while he asked if I would help him. He needed a boost up to the rings. I grabbed him by the waste and lifted him up. Wow was I getting hot. This guy flying around on the rings, with his sweaty bulging muscles glowing, I could smell him, it was making me squirmish. Finally. he came down and introduced himself; his name was David. I thought what a perfect name.

The next day I went by and he wasn't there. The gym was all locked up. What a bummer. However the following day he was there again. I went in and we started talking, right off the bat. He works on a workout schedule and isn't there every day. He asked if I was interested in the sport and if I would be interested in working out with him? Wow man, I couldn't refuse.

The next time I brought a gym bag and some workout clothes. I began to change into gym shorts, over my bathing suit. David said, “you'll kill your balls if you don't wear a jock.” I replied, “I didn't bring one. I'll be OK.” David threw an old worn jock at me and said “here use this one.” Not worrying about other guys looking at me, and even rather enjoying it, I stood there facing him, slowly taking me bathing suit off, exposing a half hard cock. My foreskin hadn't totally come off the head of my prick yet. I gabbed it and pulled the foreskin back exposing the head fully. If David wanted a show I would give him one. He didn't seem too interested, but he did look, and did see it fully exposed. We worked out for a while, his normal routine and then said his shoulder was bothering him, and needed a hot shower. In the showers he walked around perfectly naked and so did I. Being naked seemed natural to David. I was a bit tired and wasn't too horny, the workout had been strenuos. In the hot shower David asked me to rub his shoulder to work out a knot. We're both naked and I'm rubbing this hunks shoulder. My prick is getting hard, but David doesn't seem to notice. David, finally playfully slaps my prick; says, thanks and walks out. We're getting dressed when Billy comes by. Billy's eyes, about ready to pop out of his head, seeing us both naked. I threw Davids jock back at him, but he said he didn't want that smelly old thing. On the way home all Billy could talk about was David's fabulous body, but said David didn't have not much of a cock.

The following workout day; while we were working out, David said there was going to be an informal meet in a couple of weeks, and would I like to go? The only problem was that he only had one room and we would have to share it. We would leave Friday afternoon and probably come back Sunday evening, late. I jumped at the chance, and especially with sharing a room together. However; the next few times we worked out David didn't seem to have any interest in me. David was methodical and only one thing mattered: his routine.







I thought with my latin complection, he might have felt I came from the wrong side of the tracks. My attraction to him was waning. He was becoming just a gym friend.

The weekend of the meet finally came; we picked up some friends and drove down state. We were all fooling around and it was a lot of fun. I was in seventh heaven with all these handsome muscular jocks around me. We got to the hotel and settled in. The room had two beds, and we each took one. I met Davids best friend, a black guy named Rodney, which made me feel more comfortable. There were a lot of ethic guys there, which helped me feel even more comfortable. David met with the coach for a while, while I watched TV in the room. David came back to the room, and said, “sorry this weekend is all work, and there's not much time for anything else. We'll go for dinner and off to bed early.”

I met a lot of his friends at dinner, we fooled around for a while, and finally, it was time to head back to the room. In the room David took off his shirt and lay on his bed. He wanted me to massage his shoulder again. He told me I did a good job last time. I climbed on top of him, working his shoulder, then his neck and down a little onto his back. It was making me horny so I decided to take a shower. I was in the shower, getting it really steamy, with a hard on, wanting to jerk off. David was trimming some hair under his arms, and then, suddenly jumps into the shower. He pushes me aside and asks if there is room for two? I had a great big hard on and felt a little embarrased. David said “jerk off, you'll sleep better.”, it was OK,” he did it all the time. As I was jerking off, stroking my cock slowly, almost getting ready to cum; he grabs my balls and a nipple and squeezes. The sudden pain made me shoot. I shot the biggest load of my life. David inquired if I felt better? I jumped out of the shower, grabbed a towel, and dried off, not knowing what to feel. I had wished, I wasn't so afraid to make a move on him. I would have loved to grab him, and...... But two guys, I was afraid, period.

I jumped into my bed, under the super white sheets, jumping around like a freshly caught fish, trying to find the most comfortable position. David came out of the bathroom, naked, turned down his sheets, turned and jumped into my bed, next to me. He slid his hands down across my body, right to my undies. He took them off saying “not in my bed.” I always slept in my undies in Billy's room.

Is this BIG JOHN?

Here it is...the BIG JOHN story.

Billy, myself, and a few friends, were playing down at the swimming hole one day. Along came Big John. Big John didn't come around much; his family owned a dairy farm and there was always too much work. Today, he had taken a break and came down to the swimming hole, to fool around with us.

I wondered why they called him “Big John.” He was big for sure; one of those corn fed mid­west farm boys. Muscles for days from pitching all that hay. He was big...not really too tall...but broad shoulders. big arms, big melon like chest, and big well developed legs. I would of thought he was a body builder; but this was 100% corn bred bulk. There's a difference between gym muscle and farm muscle...this boy was farm muscle.

Big John was swinging around on one rope, and Billy on the other. They were attacking each other; as they swung passed. Billy decides he's going to jump Big John and knock him off his rope. So; as they swung passed; Billy jumped and tried to get Big John's rope; he missed. He ended up grabbing Big John around the waist. Big John was sweaty and after having applied sun tan lotion; slimy. Billy with his arms around Big John waist was sliding down. Slowly sliding down. Big John was wearing loose fitting shorts... and well ... as Billy slid down so did the shorts. In fact all the way....as Billy hit the water so did Big Johns' shorts. Now, Big John's swinging on the rope, bare ass naked.

Now, I knew why Big John was called; Big John..... well: because he was big. Big Johns' swinging around on the ropes, naked; and his big dick swinging between his legs, naked, all except a patch of hair above his prick. His balls; as smooth as a baby's behind. He sported a big fat cut cock....you know like a horse....his head kind of flat and round; but the shaft, really thick; and long. I mean really long. His balls were big and firm. so big, that his dick sort of arched out over them. What a site to behold. I was in the water; thank goodness, because I became erect right away. My dick popping out of my shorts. I didn't know if I wanted to suck this boys dick or have him put it up my ass; or both. All I knew; was that I wanted to play with this nice huge toy. I knew it was too big to get in my mouth and probably the same for my ass. I didn't matter; I wanted it, bad.

He swung around for a while, letting all the guys view his wonderful man meat, finally letting go, plunging into the water. I thought he enjoyed showing it off. He went after Billy to get his shorts; but Billy was ahead of him. Jumping around, in and out of the water; up the ropes; all over the place. I knew Billy loved seeing Big John's cock flapping between his legs. I thought Billy tied to grab it a couple of times, but Big John being strong; pushed him away. They played for a while and Big John, finally, got his shorts back.

While they were wrestling I could see Big John's cock getting bigger. My eyes must have been bulging from their sockets. Bigger; I thought to myself, I couldn't stand it. Big John went to get Billy' shorts but Billy got away. Then all the guys; were trying to get each other's shorts. I was hoping we would all lose our shorts; but the only one that lost his shorts that day was Big John. What a wonderful sight for me; it was my visions, for jerking off, for weeks.

Later that evening, in Billy's room, all that Billy could think about, was Big Johns big, fat, cut, mushroom head, cock. Billy would say “it's like a horse;” and I would say “stop it Billy.” Billy was wondering what it was like when it was hard. I said “ big and hard. What's your problem; Billy? not enough cock these days?” Billy said; “let's take a shower and you can give me some!” “Billy” I said; “take your own shower and play with your own cock. Some day you will figure out there's more to sex than a big cock. For now; play with your own little one.”

Any of these fit the Big John story?

Which one of these boyz.... fits the BIG JOHN story the best?

In the beginning....

I was young and naive.
I was living up north in an urban situation. I have a cousin "Billy" living in the country down south and I was visiting for the summer. This was going to be my last summer because I would graduate and start working next summer. I always had a feeling that the country kids had more experience in sex because they weren't always supervised every minute, and had more room to experiment. I myself, had no experience with sex at all.
Well that evening some years ago...we were laying around in Billy's room watching some action movie on TV. Billy's parents had gone out shopping at the mall and were going to dinner and a movie. They would be home later.
The weather was hot and muggy. There wasn't a breeze. One of those hot summer nights. We had been messing around all day at the swimming hole. I was tired and a bit sunburned. My body was hot, and sweaty. It was really hot and all we had was one fan, which probably had a broken swing arm. It was blowing one direction towards Billy's bed. Billy had hid some beers away for a time like this.
So here we are in Billy's room watching these muscle action hunks on TV clad only in our undies, drinking beer, sweating our asses off. Billy told me to come lie on his bed so that I could get the breeze from the fan. The whole combination of Billy's hot tight body clad only in his undies, the beer, the action muscle guys on TV, the fan breeze, and my hot skin from the sunburn; was stirring my emotions and a funny feeling in my stomach.
I was lying next to Billy admiring his beautiful body and he said to me "you have nipples like a girl" I was always conscience of my nipples. They were dark and huge. Everyone always looked at them. It must be from my Latin background. Well, Billy started touching them and I kept pushing him away. We started to wrestle a bit and I noticed that before when we wrestled it was always with an open hand...now I felt more finger tips and nails coming into play. It excited me but scared me too. There was too much happening and my feelings were spinning. I felt Billy's fingers going down my body playing with the sweat on my stomach and it sent a chill up my spine. My cock was starting to harden. I liked it but was afraid to get caught. It would mess up my whole summer. Still another emotion to add to my already confused state. By this time I was fully erect. Billy noticed and wanted to see it. I just lifted my undies in jest and let them snap back. I know this shouldn't happen but I didn't want to stop it. I felt Billy rubbing my cock through my underwear. I guess I must have moaned or something, because Billy got the signal it was OK, and continued. All of a sudden I felt hot wet air on my cock. Billy was sucking my cock through my underwear. I could feel my undies were totally soaked with sweat, precum and Billy's saliva. He would breath hard and the hot wet air would brush my cock head. I could feel his tongue and his teeth digging into my cock. He was chewing on my cock through my underwear and it felt so good. The underwear protected his teeth and it didn't hurt. Then he would start blowing air on my cock. Still another wonderful feeling. I must have been squirming on the bed as I watched the muscles in his beautiful body tensing. He had his fingers under my undies, playing with my foreskin rubbing all my precum back into my pee hole. It was more than I could bear. My balls were getting ready to explode. He put his mouth once more on my prick steaming it with hot moist air. It was more than I could stand and let my load go, filling my now totally soaked undies with the biggest load I ever let go. I lay there moaning when all of a sudden I heard his family coming home. I jumped into my bed face down like I was asleep.
Later when Billy was asleep I change my undies and packed the cum filled ones in my suitcase. I didn't want Billy's mom finding them in the wash.
I still have them tucked away in my draw at home unwashed...so that I can sniff occasionally, that moment of my youth.