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   First of all...I didn't write any of these stories.  My collection of
stories come from places I've visited over the years.  I tried to sort out
all the incomplete and straight stories.  If a few got past me, my
apologies.
   Happy Reading!!!!
   The AIRPORT JOCK - Part II
   My young jock switched his head to the other side and lifted his
midsection and ass up off the bed for a moment.  I ran my hands up the
inside of his strong legs, almost touching the bulge of his balls in his
tight blue briefs.
   I could see his chest expand as I came close.  It was time to bare that
ass.
   But first, I wanted to feel more of him.  I leaned forward on my hands,
and slid my thighs along his warm, hairy legs.  My goal was to press my
body totally on top of Matt and feel all of him all over me.  I could feel
him begin to tense up his body as my weight settled on him.  I slid my
hands along his arms and moved my face right to the back of his head.  I
slid the rest of my body up until all of me fit on top of him.
   My cock, still wrapped in my shorts, bulged out and slid into the space
between his buns.  I wiggled my hips a bit as I smelled the sweet scent of
Matt's hair.  He responded and moved his ass up and down.  It was almost
tentative.  I think Matt wasn't quite sure how far he wanted to go.
   "How's that feel, Matt?"
   "Ohh, Jase.  I love your body on top of me.  Oh, wow.  I can feel your
hard-on."
   "It's all because of you," I said.  "You are so handsome." I slid my
hands along his sides, up and down, then lifted my body up.  Matt shifted
again, flexing both of his cheeks under the bikini briefs.  I wanted to see
him totally nude.
   I leaned forward and softly blew my warm breath along the top of his
butt.  I took just one finger and slowly traced a few figure eights along
his lower back.  Matt has stopped even attempting to speak.  All that came
out of him was a chorus of groans and moans.  The more pleasure he felt,
the higher pitched and louder he moaned.  I loved it.
   I slipped my finger under the soft cotton fabric of his briefs, just for
a moment, feeling the warmth envelop my finger and the tickle of many hairs
on my finger tip.
   Then I combined soft breaths and my single finger along his cheeks,
rubbing firmly on his covered ass.
   "Unnnhhhhhh," Matt moaned.  "Ohhhh, Jase, wow.  Yeahhh.  Ooooo.  That's
sooooo good."
   "I want to see your ass, Matt," I said.  "Do you want me to?"
   "Oh, yesssss.  Please.  Man, you are making me feel so hot.  Yeah."
   With my face just millimeters from his butt, I put two fingers inside
each side of his underwear and pulled them down about an inch.  I could see
that sexy black hair began to thicken through the valley between his cheeks
and very light amount of hair covered all that I could see.  This was going
to be good.
   I leaned forward and softly kissed his butt.  He smelled so good.  I
moved my tongue all over the exposed ass.  Matt moaned almost continuously.
I don't know how he kept taking in air.  I slowly worked my kisses lower
onto his ass, but I avoided the center.  I planted soft kisses on one
cheek, then moved to the other.
   Slowly, I eased his bikini's down.  Now half of his ass glowed
underneath me.  I could see his white butt, nicely dusted with hair, and
the stark contrast to his tanned, broad back and his muscular, brown legs.
I ran my hands down Matt's legs again, then up to his cheeks.  One more tug
and his entire butt lay exposed.
   I moved closer, positioning myself so that Matt's tight legs cradled me,
and my hands were free to touch his back, butt and upper thighs.  I rubbed
his hot skin as I kissed and licked first one side of his ass, then the
other.  Each time I moved a little closer to the crease.
   Matt didn't have the classic bubble butt.  He was built much too lean
and long.  But he felt so firm and his ass did have those classic dimples
on each side.  I spent a lot of time caressing those small circles and Matt
flexed his butt in response, making it, and him, look even sexier.
   Every time I moved toward his asshole his moans became much louder,
almost shouts.  I didn't have to ask.  He had never allowed anyone else to
ever do this to him before.
   Softly, I breathed into the dense, black hairs in the center of his
butt. I put both hands right on the high, muscular tops of his ass and
spread his cheeks just a bit.  As I moved forward, Matt got louder and
began saying "Ohhhh, Ohhhh, Ohhhh" over and over.
   I blew once, then extended my tongue and quickly flicked it back and
forth.  Another breath, another lick, closer and closer, sometimes high,
sometimes low.
   I couldn't see his cock at all because his blue bikini briefs still
covered that area.  But I knew he was hard.  Especially when I zeroed in on
the center of his ass.  He smelled clean and smoky at the same time.  My
wrestling jock took very good care of himself, it seemed, in every way.  As
my tongue wormed through the moist, dark hairs and touched the outside of
his anus, Matt began moaning my name over and over, too.
   I kept it up, licking him, tasting him, feeling his hard muscles rippled
as he moved his ass up and down and tried to turn his head from one side to
the other.
   Finally, I let up and Matt melted into the sheets.  He had begun to
sweat and small beads of moisture glistened in the center of his back.  I
let him catch his breath.
   "Oh, Jase.  My god, what were you doing.  I've never felt so much
intense feeling in my life.  That was...wonderful."
   I didn't say anything for a moment, I just ran my hands up and down his
legs.  He felt different, totally relaxed.  I looked at Matt's thick, full
hair on the back of his head, the wide, brown shoulders, the taper from his
back to his firm, tight waist, with those two white cheeks exposed and
framed by his underwear, and his long, tough legs.
   "If it's too much, we can stop," I teased.
   "NO," he said.  "No.  It's just all so new.  I've never had anyone...do
that to me," Matt said.
   "I kinda figured," I said.
   Matt smiled into the bedsheet, his eyes still closed.  He looked rested
to me.  I began running my hand in circles on his back, warming him up
again.  His skin felt so smooth.  I concentrated on his sides, feeling his
lats and the sides of his ribcage.  I moved gently over this senstive area
as Matt twitched slightly.  Now that I had become well acquainted with one
side of his body, it was time to say hello to the other.
   I got up on my hands and knees, still over him, and began working my
hand underneath his body.  Matt shifted his torso a bit to give me some
room, but I didn't want him turning over, yet.  I wanted to touch first. 
I'd have plenty of time to look, later.
   "Don't roll over Matt.  I want to just feel your body just like you
are," I told him.
   As handsome and built as he looked from this side, I couldn't wait to
see how nature had bestowed him on the other.  I've never been a size
queen. Instead, I've always been fascinated by the beautiful shapes that
cocks come in.  I had a feeling Matt's would be just like his long, firm,
build.
   I worked my hand along his abs.  This is probably my second most
favorite part of a man's body.  Matt didn't have abs of marble, but his
waist felt tight, hard and flat.  I spread my hand out wide and pushed my
fingers along his body, feeling his incredibly sexy abs.  I moved my hand
down and brushed along the hairs around his belly button.
   His bikini's had hitched down a bit, exposing some pubic hair and I
pushed my fingers back and forth through it.  It felt thick and silky at
the same time, and slightly moist from all the activity on the other side
of his body.
   I moved further down and touched a hard lump covered in soft cotton. 
Matt erased any doubts about what I was feeling when his moans picked up in
intensity.  It was almost like we were playing hot-cold.  His moans worked
like a homing beacon for me, guiding to the places he loved the best.
   "Matt.  Now it's time.  I'd love it if you'd turn over."
   He moved his hands down and pushed off the bed, causing his developed
triceps to flex as he flipped to his side, then shifted to his back.
   "Now just close your eyes, push your arms out to the sides, and relax,"
I said.
   In a word, he looked magnificent.  His tight blue briefs held his
bulging penis against his abdomen.  I raked my eyes up his body, looking at
the defined abs, the black hairs in the center of his chest, the dark tufts
under each arm.
   Moving my body over his legs once more, I began massaging his shoulders.
I knew I was moving too soon, but I could barely keep myself from bringing
my lips toward his full, ripe mouth.  I guessed Matt had a good amount of
kissing experience.
   I ran my hands over his pecs.  He had a nice rise on both sides, with a
medium nipple perched right on the bottom edge of his blocked pectorals. 
As my hands cupped and rubbed his chest, I let one fingernail tease a
nipple.
   "Oh, wow.  That was great, Jase."
   "You mean...this," I said as I flicked his other nipple.
   "Yessss.  Oh, nice."
   "You have sensitive nipples, Matt?  Do you like it when I play with
them?"
   "Yeah.  I do it once in a while, when I beat off."
   I flicked my finger rapidly back and forth over one, then the other. 
Both actions brought a full,deep moan from Matt.  And as I glanced down, I
could see the bulge in his shorts hadn't changed a bit.
   I moved down toward his crotch, intent now on unveiling his cock.  I
rubbed my hand over his hard-on, smoothing the bikinis.  His penis seemed
to arch up, another real turn-on for me.
   I slid down the bed a bit more, and leaned into his crotch.  I let my
warm breath seep through the material, warming his cock as I breathed the
warm, rich odor.  I slipped my fingers under the briefs and smoothly pulled
them down.
   His cock looked magnificent.  I arched up toward his stomach, about 6
inches, thick, and framed in a mass of dark, shiny pubic hair.  It curved
up out of his crotch and pressed slightly against the lower part of his
abdomen.  I watched it pulse as I anticipated what was going to be a very
long, wet, and exciting blow job.  For both of us.
   <to be continued>
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