The baseball player down the hall... part 3
The baseball player down the hall... part 3
He walked in, smiling. As he turned around and locked the door, I could see the muscle structure of his back ripple as his arms moved. It was a very attractive sight, but not nearly as attractive as what came next. With a deft flick of his wrist, the towel was gone from around his waist, and he dropped his gym clothes. As he stood with his back to me, I could feel my cock straining for relief under my towel, but I didn't let that put me off studying his fine, fine baseball-playing ass.
He turned around and walked across the room toward me. He was truly the beautiful specimen of manhood I had remembered from a couple of nights ago. Nice broad shoulders, defined arms and good strong pecs above a nice flat stomach. In the half-light of his bedside light, I couldn’t make out if there was a treasure trail of hair leading from his belly button to his cock, but I could tell right away that he trimmed his pubic hair, which made me even more excited.
Then there was that big, hard cock. I figured I'd wrestle him down and grab a tape measure to it later, but it was a nice solid column of meat; he must have been a good 4 inches around at the base, and that big purple angry head was crowned with a bead of pre-cum dripping out of his piss slot.
"You can put those down, you know." As sweet smile continued to develop on his face, and he reached toward my crotch. He was referring to the sweaty gym clothes that were wadded up in my hand.
"Uh, huh. Thanks." I put my handful of clothes out to meet his hand; he took the clothes and unceremoniously dumped them on the floor.
"And about that towel," He looked down at my waist, "I've seen you naked before, and I'd like to see you that way very soon. Should I pull it off, or are you going to?"
I unhitched the towel and let is slide to the floor. We now stood face-to-face, naked, about 3 feet from each other, and both with massive erections.
"We're going to have to talk about that whole foreskin thing later," he commented, "I don't think I've seen one up close."
"Well, you can study it all you want, I won't complain. I'm not sure that it'll fit over that nice big monster you have, but with enough lube, it sure would be fun trying!" Both our cocks seemed to swell a little at the thought of docking. I could now see that he did, indeed, point a little to the left, and I got a sense that he had a good pair of balls to back the whole package up with. I could see a bead of precum start to form at the tip of his cock.
He moved toward me, again with an outstretched hand, his goal appeared to be my face. He slowly brushed the left side of my jaw with his fingers as his hand started to close around the left side of my face. He drew his head in to mine. Our bodies touched, I could feel his cock against mine, his chest against mine, and then his lips against mine.
Our mouths opened together, as I felt his tongue slide in. His hand steadying my face felt so good, guiding my head as we kissed. My insides felt like they were going to melt; I realized that I was not making any effort to touch him! I immediately slid my arms around him, holding his body close to mine, being completely into the moment.
And then the moment continued. We kissed more and more, deeper and deeper. His hand slowly and carefully pulled away from my face, and I could then feel pressure on my hips from his hands. He was guiding me backwards toward his bed. He was being very careful and very precise; after all, there were piles of clothes and stuff between where I had chosen to stand and where I was about to lie. When I felt the mattress against the backs of my thighs, his pressure against my hips moved up to my chest - he pushed me backwards onto the mattress, and then continued to slide me backwards until we were both fully on the bed.
He held my arms down as he moved in to kiss me some more. His legs found their way between my legs, his cock pointed squarely at the spot below my balls, and pushing against my asshole. I obliged the intrusion by squeezing my ass cheeks and he giggled like a little boy, and then slid off me to my left. I could feel the precum smeared against my ass.
Then we lay next to each other on our sides. My hands reached out and touched his skin. I started with a shoulder and then slowly stroking my way to a nipple, which I took between my thumb and forefinger and squeezed just a little. My hand then started on his side and ran down the side of his stomach to his hip, then back around his tight butt and half way down a thigh.
"You're hot, you know that, right?" I felt stupid saying it, but I didn't know what else to say. "Fuck me now and fuck me forever" didn't really seem appropriate.
He smiled at my comment and we kissed again. This time, our hands explored each other's curves and crevices. Our feet would touch each other, our legs rubbing against each other's legs. It felt like we could do this for hours.
Our kissing slowly subsided, and I moved my head so that I could work on his nipples. I had tweaked them a little earlier, and now I wanted to give them some careful attention. I slowly licked his left nipple until it was nice and wet, then I blew cold air across it and his whole body shivered. I gave him a big comforting hug, and kissed him on the nose, before moving to the right nipple, and giving it the same treatment.
I couldn't wait any longer; I had to take his cock in my mouth. I kissed my way to his belly button; carefully grabbed his cock with my right hand, and after nuzzling my way through his pubic hair, my tongue licked the very tip of his hot tool. I moved in a little closer, and flattened my tongue against the bottom of the head of his cock, providing for full flesh-to-flesh contact. I licked my lips and took his cock into my mouth.
I did it as slowly as possible, starting out with a closed mouth; I used his cock to part my wet lips and then slid his massive girth as far into my throat as it would go. All the while, working the bottom of his cock with my tongue. From between his legs, I could hear him sigh, long moaning noises. I slowly repeated the move, almost letting him slip out of my mouth; my lips sticky with his precum. Then I slipped him back down my throat.
As I settled into the blowjob, my left hand took over holding his cock, and my right hand started to stroke his balls, tugging slightly on his sac, and stretching the skin of his cock even tighter. As I pulled my head away from him, I'd relax the tension on his balls, as I took him in my mouth, I'd slowly tug.
His hands were now on the back of my head, guiding me back and forth, he tried to get me to go faster, but I resisted the push, and he settled into the rhythm. I watched his face, there was that look of happy pain that guys get as they're getting off, and I realized I needed to prolong that look for as long as possible.
"Hey..." he moaned, "I'm not ready to come yet. Get back up here and kiss me."
I slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth and moved my head up toward his head, precum dripping from my lips as I moved.
"Hi" I said, as I kissed him.
"Hi. You give great head." He smiled.
"Thanks, you have an incredible cock, it's a pleasure to work on your tool." I beamed back.
His hands slid along my side and we hugged for a shirt time, our bodies sticky with sweat and other juices. He rolled me onto my back and then straddled me, his cock pushing against mine, and his strong arms pushing against my torso. He kissed my forehead, and then slowly made his way down to my cock. Kissing parts of me on his way down. I felt his lips against my nipples and my cock twitched, after his lips left, he squeezed them between his thumb and forefinger, making me squirm just a little more.
When he got to my crotch, he opened my legs wide and grabbed my cock.
"Wow," he said, "That foreskin thing is bizarre..." He rolled my skin back and revealed a big throbbing pink head. He then tried to pull the foreskin back, but couldn't quite figure out was going on.
"You have to lube it if you're going to..." His mouth wrapped around the head of my cock interrupted my directions. His tongue worked the base of the head slowly and methodically, and he was making me wet and slippery. His hand was gripped tightly around the shaft, thumb and forefinger trying to figure out how to put the skin back. I moaned as he figured it out, slowly withdrawing his tongue from under my foreskin as his head pulled back.
He then went back down on my cock, just as carefully and just as slowly. Sliding my foreskin back as far as it would go, his hand continued to slide down my shaft and then his left hand took it's place as his right hand started to work on my balls.
His head moved back off of my cock and he turned to me and said, "These guys are huge!" He complimented me.
"And I'm guessing they hang kinda low when you walk around. Nice!" His grip tightened on both my cock and balls and he went back down on just the head of my cock, his tongue seemed to wrap all the way around my head. His right hand released the firm grip on my balls and slid further back, until it was between my ass cheeks. I realized that his right hand was still slick from stroking my cock, and his fingers started to work their way around, looking for my hole. He used his left hand to push my cock down against my stomach, pulling my balls away from where his other hand was exploring.
He leaned over and spat into his right hand, making his fingers wetter. Then he shifted my body so that my back arched a little and he had clearer access to my asshole. His fingers found the tip of my hole and slowly started to work on opening me up. He then flipped me onto my side, pulled my legs wide apart and worked his tongue into my hole. I was in heaven. His hot tongue slowly worked me open little by little, as his hands, one on each cheek, held me in place. His fingers moved towards his mouth, and worked in concert with his tongue in penetrating me.
I couldn't believe it. I was being expertly rimmed by a player on my school's baseball team! When I chose to go to school in San Francisco, I figured I'd get some kind of action, but never thought about this!
He slipped is tongue out of my ass, but made sure that he had two fingers inserted as deeply as he could.
"You OK?" He asked.
"Uh-huh." I grunted. "It hurts a little, but feels really good."
"OK, let me know when you need me to stop." He said, kissing the inside of my thigh, and slowly withdrawing his fingers. Just before his fingers were about to slide out completely, he slowly reversed direction and buried them deeper. The sensation was incredible. I'd played with dildoes before, and had a guy rim me a little, but the warmth and dexterity of his finger felt like nothing else. Then he carefully removed his fingers from my ass and got up from the bed. I was nervous, I couldn't figure out what he was doing, until I saw him open the drawer by his bed and pull out a bag of toiletries. He unzipped the bag and pulled out a tube of lube, popped the top off and liberally applied it to my ass. It was cold, but deliciously slippery. His hands were now slick, and his fingers seemed to just jump inside me. In fact, he started to fit more and more fingers inside me, pulling me open and stretching my hole. It hurt a little, but he was careful enough not to push or poke too hard. Again, he settled into a finger fucking rhythm and I learned to push my ass against his hand as he moved in and out.
"Nice rhythm." He said, "Would you like to try something else?"
"Err... Like what?" I asked, wondering what else was in his bedside drawer.
He leaned over me and whispered in my ear "My cock."
The butterfly feeling I had in my tummy was now on overdrive. There was no way I was going to say no, but at the same time, I had no idea what to expect, or how... Well, what... Errr... "Sure... Just be careful, I guess,” I moaned, not entirely sure, but not wanting the opportunity to disappear.
"OK, lie on your back, let me put a pillow under your ass" He moved me so that my ass was slightly elevated and made sure I was comfortable. He then spent a couple of minutes lubing up my ass and probing me with his fingers, carefully stretching my asshole out and gauging my reaction. I couldn't quite see what was going on, but I heard a condom wrapper being torn open, then I heard him slide it onto his cock.
He leaned forward so that our eyes locked; "OK, relax. Breathe deeply. This is going to hurt like hell, but I'll be as gentle as possible."
His cock pressed up against my hole. The condom was slick, my hole was lubed, and he just applied slow and continuous pressure. I grabbed the sheets and gasped as he penetrated my ass. Slowly he pushed deeper into my hole. He held my legs up and open, pushing slowly and carefully until his shaft reached all the way inside me. I could barely speak; not that it hurt - it hurt like hell - but it felt so incredibly good. It was all I could do to push back against his body, trying to take more of him inside me.
Then the real fun started. He slid his cock back slowly; it felt like he was going to pull out, so I yelped. "You OK?" he asked. "YEAH... I'm... OK... It... You... Uhhhh... Feel incredible..." I moaned/sighed/groaned back.
He answered by sliding his cock back inside my ass, and then settled into a nice slowly rhythm. In and out. Out then in. In then out again... I could see his face, and what an expression! I had no idea what I must have been doing, but his mouth was wide open, and his eyes closed tight. As he slid out of my ass, he'd breathe in hard and then exhale slowly as he slid back in again. It was like he was just working out, but the workout was my ass. He started to move a little faster, grinding against me deeper and deeper, not pulling out as far, and fucking me faster. I realized that I could feel his balls bounce against my ass as he fucked me, his hands were now supported my ass as my back arched against his bed. His thrusts suddenly got slower, and moved less and less until he let out a low moaning sigh and grunt. I could feel his cock shooting inside me, I could feel the cum pulsing out of his balls and shooting down his shaft into the end of the condom stuck deep inside my ass. He collapsed against me in a hot, sweaty mass, and kissed my neck.
"Uhhhhh. wow. Phew." His breathing was heavy and fast, I could feel his cock slowly start to slip out, and his hand moved down to his crotch and he grasped his cock at the base of his shaft and pulled it out of my ass. The condom and his cock slid out slowly. I gasp as he leaves me, but I'm happy I can relax my legs a little. He gets off the bed and walks across the room, standing over the trash, he pulls the condom off his cock and drops it into the can.
He walks back over to the bed and lies next to me. He grabs the covers and holds me tight as we press out naked bodies together. I fell asleep in his arms.