I was having a hard time ignoring the guy in his backyard. He was shirtless, with a nice upper body with meaty pecs that had a little bit of hair around them. His back was broad, and smooth, narrowing to a firm waist. He had on a bathing suit and was walking around, oblivious to me and my crew cutting the field behind his house. He was alone, and I was checking him out behind my sunglasses discreetly. I could feel my bulge thickening. Feel my mouth watering. Feel myself yearning to be with another man again.
It was nearing the end of the summer and I was out cutting another field on another hot day in August. I was 20, lean and ripped after a full year working out hard during my first year at university. And had just ended a whirlwind affair with a hot guy from a dealership that I just found out was engaged to a woman. As I paused to fix the end of the weedwhacker I was using, I stared at this guy in his backyard and thought about John, the big powerfully built man that had just been nailing my ass for the last couple months. It had been a few weeks and now I was getting nothing. And I was fucking horny.
At 20, I was still packing on muscle as I kept up with my routine created by both Sean and Aaron, two guys I had been under while I was away in university for my first year. I had met a couple others, and was under them too, until I finally hooked up with my professor Tom, the big ex-bodybuilder. But he was three hours away. And Frank, my boss, was now married to Tracie which left me out in the cold at last. I didn’t want to have an affair with a married man. That’s what made me leave Rick and all those other guys. And John.
So I was holding out to see Tom again, my professor, once I returned to school in a few weeks. We sort of broke if off at the beginning of the summer once we realized how far away we were. But I couldn’t stop thinking about him. John fulfilled the gap. But now here I was again, with a gap.
I was at my peak it seemed. I noticed more and more people checking me out. Girls. Guys. Dads. Everyone. At 5’9 and almost 160 pounds, I was a lean ripped young cute looking boy next door with killer eyes and a butt to pound. And as I stared at this hunky guy in his backyard on that fine summer day, I knew I needed to have something soon before I exploded.
I was sitting home alone that night, feeling the need to jerk off desperately. My parents had gone out again – my mom and her boyfriend Walt that is. My mom’s car was sitting in the driveway and before I knew it I was in it, driving towards downtown, knowing full well where I was heading even though I hadn’t planned it.
I had been there a couple times before, but not since last summer. My baseball coach had first taken me there. And then my next “daddy” had brought me there a few times as well. It was the only place that I knew I could find something to scratch this itch. To release this tension. To get me off in the meantime, until I could go back to school. And back to my professor who I hoped would be waiting for me.
Even though it had been a year, I knew the drill, stepping inside front dark entrance of the “spa” and paid for a locker. I nodded to the older guy behind the counter as he eyed me hungrily as he let me in and I went quickly to the locker area directly to the right. There was a guy in there stripping down, and we exchanged glances. He was a younger guy like me, maybe a bit older. Not all that attractive and not in any shape whatsoever. I could see him eyeing me sideways as I stripped down, showing off my round jock ass and my muscled figure, but when I wasn’t engaging back, he wrapped his towel around his waist and sauntered off to explore. Which is exactly what I was going to do next.
I was already shaking in anticipation as I heard the sounds down the hall. It was a Friday night, and I had hoped there would be a crowd. It seemed pretty empty near the front, but I knew my way to the back, and down the stairs where the sauna and the showers and the video room were. And the small rooms.
I rounded the stairs and could hear the familiar sounds of pleasure, guys moaning, flesh slapping together. I knew someone was having fun at least, and it made my cock thicken under my towel. I had an impressive 8 inches of cut meat and it was already displayed nicely as I came to the bottom of the stairs.
I looked down the hallway at the rooms and noted about half were closed. I turned the other way and headed for the sauna, past the showers where there were a few guys in there. One was the out of shape younger guy I just saw in the locker. The other was an older guy, stocky and thick, who gave me a locked stare as I walked by. I could see him washing his crotch, then showing off his sizeable dick as I kept walking by. He wasn’t what I was looking for tonight.
I peeked into the sauna and saw two guys sitting in there. They were doing the usual outward stares at each other and stroking under their towels. I kept going, listening the sounds coming from the other bank of rooms at the other end. I could hear repetitive grunts and the sound of fucking coming from one room as I went by and thought how lucky that one was. I needed a cock badly.
On my second slow walk by the shower, the stocky guy was now making out with the younger guy and a new guy was coming my way. He was taller than me, about my age and in somewhat decent shape. We sort of gave each other the look as we walked by. He grabbed his crotch and sort of held my gaze a bit as we passed each other. I didn’t look back, just sort of kept going wondering if he would follow me. But when I rounded the corner by the sauna again, I turned to look at an empty hallway.
I found myself in the video room, where a porn was playing. Leather guys going at it in a loud manner. There was only one guy in that room, cock out stroking. He was an older guy, about 40 or so and looked pretty nice. But he didn’t take his eyes off the screen and I thought this was turning out to be a boring evening already.
I found myself wandering again when I noticed the showers were empty. I stripped the towel off and went in to warm up, or to at least stop myself from shivering in excitement. I closed my eyes under the water and thought about Tom, his big body, his thick cock, and the way he looked at me. My cock grew as I turned around under the hot stream, just from the memory of him. I had become a little scared of Tom those last few times we were together, as he got rougher and more dominant with me. But at this moment, I needed him.
I opened my eyes to see a beefy older guy standing at the entrance to the showers. He looked like a brute, in his 40s clearly with a nice set of pecs and hard round gut that sat nicely over his towel. He had big arms, thick looking and hairy. He had a beard that was dark and full, making him sort of scary looking. His hair was wild, longer and thick like his beard. And he was just standing there staring at me.
I turned sideways, feeling a bit on display, which made him shift slightly. I could see his bare legs, looking like his arms, thick and muscled, hairy. And his feet were long, the veins running across the top. I looked back up to meet his eyes and a slight grin appeared on his face. Then his big hands unhooked his towel and he opened it up to show off a midsection that matched the rest of him. Fit. Thick. Meaty. Hairy. He looked like a man. One sexy man.
He hung up his towel and stepped into the open shower area and went to the shower head directly next to mine. He stared at me as he turned the shower on and held a big hand under the water to test it before he moved under it. I watched the hair on him matte down, sticking to his body and amplifying the muscles on him. He slowly turned around to show off a completely smooth back, and a neck tattoo, and a mouth watering ass that I suddenly wanted to grab. When he came around full circle his cut cock was larger, thicker. I could see the veins in it as I stared down at it.
Without a word he stepped closer to me and reached towards the knob of the shower where there hung a soap dispenser and he squirted it casually into his hand before he stepped back under his own spray. I noticed that there was a dispenser under his own shower, before I realized what he was doing. My heart started to thump so loudly I though he heard it.
He did it again, moving into my area to get more soap, this time stepping closer to me and breathing in. He exuded masculinity, his frame much taller and wider than my own. I was tanned from the summer, but he seemed darker, almost Mediterranean like. He looked Greek, or something to that effect. My eyes roamed over this man as he rubbed the soap into his chest and gut, and then reached under to hold up his now hard cock and show off a pair of bull sized balls.
I licked my lips and thought I’d play along with his game. I stepped into his shower and reached over to his soap dispenser. I heard him give a little grunt of approval and he moved purposefully closer to me so that his chest connected with my arm as I pumped out soap. I felt the touch and my heart skipped a beat and my cock twitched. I saw his eyes move down and he continued to soap up his cock and balls as I moved back under my own stream.
He grinned at me and stepped into my area again, this time moving more behind me and then reached AROUND ME to get at the soap, practically pinning me in between his two hands as they pushed out soap into his large hands. I felt his hot breath on my neck and the side of his body graze mine. I let out a little gasp and sucked in some air at this feeling, which made him growl softly and move closer to me, making sure I felt him behind me.
He didn’t move this time. Instead he retracted his arms and rubbed the soap on his body directly behind me. I looked over my shoulder at him and gave a grin before turning around completely. He gave a little “hmph” and then stepped into me again, reaching around me to get more soap. His hard gut touched me, and his cock pressed against my leg. I held my ground and let him push into me more as he pretended to reach for the soap. He didn’t step back this time, but let his hands rub together to the side of me. I was staring at his neck and the impressive muscles on his shoulders as his bearded chin peered down at me.
And then he tentatively put his hands on my chest with his soapy hands and started to slowly wash me. We stood there, facing each other, not saying a word. I could feel his erection against me, and mine now against him. He stepped in more, pressing our bodies closer together. His bigger, beefier and hairier one against my more lean and ripped and smooth one.
“Nice.” He said, his voice sounding demon-like, all gruff and manly.
I looked at his pecs, seeing the dark brown nipple underneath the matted down hair and moved my hands to them, copying his motion. He moved into me more and I reflexively backed up feeling the shower wall behind me. I could see movement as guys strolled by the shower area but neither of us turned away. We were just staring at each other, slowly rubbing soap onto each other’s chests.
Then his hands moved up to my shoulders and he hinted for me to turn around. I did, again slowly as I held his gaze. When I was facing the wall, he stepped up again, massaging my lower back with his big soapy hands until I felt his cock pressing at my backside. I looked over my shoulder to see him looking down, probably at his own big cock against my bubbled ass. His hands went to my cheeks, gripping them firmly, and moving his cock in between them, squeezing them together. I could hear more grunts and growls coming from him. His eyes came back up to see me turned around and he grinned.
“You’re an impressive little thing.” He mumbled in that low gruff voice of his. He stepped even closer, running his cock straight up my crack and pressing me against the shower wall as his arms came around me. His lips were at my ear suddenly, and his hands grasped my cock. “I could just fuck you silly right here, right now.”
I actually moaned and pushed my ass backwards at that, making him lick my earlobe in a hungry growl.
“Mmmm. Feels like you need it.” He licked my ear, making me moan more. I could feel his cock sliding up and down the middle of my ass, grinding against me with a sudden urgency. My hands were splayed on the wall in front of me. Water sprayed down on me off of him as his hands squeezed my cock.
“I do.” I moaned out.
“Do what boy?”
“Need it.” I turned over my shoulder again, feeling his nose against my cheek. He looked up at me and held my face in that position with one hand and just stared at me for a moment, his dark eyes glaring at me.
I felt his other hand move around me, at my ass, grabbing his cock and moving it more firmly into my ass, still letting it rub my crack.
“Yeah? You need it that bad?” He sneered at me, his eyes not wavering, his lips curling up in a little evil grin. “You want this big dad cock in your little jock ass boy?”
His shaggy hair was now dripping wet, making it curlier and hanging off his head. Beads of water were dripping from his beard. He looked like a mountain man coming out of the rain. I felt his cock stop moving, and he held it in position. The heat from the tip of his dick was now pulsating into me waiting hole. I arched more, lifting my ass a bit to show him just where to enter. And he took the bait, holding his cock firmly and pushed forward.
I let out a groan as he split me open and slid into me all at once. I gritted my teeth and shut my eyes at the sudden invasion, but pushed my ass towards him until I felt that hard gut at my back. I opened my eyes to see him still looking at me, holding my head sideways. And then he leaned in, pulling my face to his and our lips met in a frantic kiss. He sucked my tongue back hungrily, and started to fuck my ass hard, growling out as he did. His hand never left my head, his mouth covered mine making me breath through my nose for air as he didn’t stop. The should of our bodies smashing together mixed with the sounds of water splashing as he rammed me good and hard. And fast.
His hand slid down to my neck where he gripped it tight enough, still allowing me to breath. He fucked me steadily for a solid ten minutes, both of us ignoring the crowd now gathered outside of the showers. He let go of my neck and grabbed my slim waist with both hands and announced he was cumming already. I felt him pull out and turned to watch him jerk his cock over my ass and explode straight up my back. I felt the water washing the big load of white liquid off my body as he grunted out his final drop, squeezing his cock with his big hand and then shaking it over me. He took a step back and slapped my ass, giving me a wicked grin and moved back to his own shower head to rinse off.
I saw the crowd of guys, about five of them, standing around the entrance beating off. One guy let a rope of cum explode from his cock straight into the shower area as he watched this big guy move under the stream and wash his face. The other four just kept stroking slowly. Two had their arms around each other, and they moved away leaving the remaining two. As I turned myself to rinse off, my own cock sticking straight up still full of cum, I saw the one guy drift away, leaving the other in full view at last.
He was a big stocky built guy from what I could tell, with a hairy chest and trim waist. He looked thick, and muscled. And familiar.
I turned off the water after the bearded man who had just fucked me stepped away. I watched him slip past the stocky guy waiting for me and never looked back. I slowly moved towards the entrance to get my towel, my eyes on this familiar stranger at the entrance. I could see the longer hair slightly askew, the clean shaven face and the movie star looks.
“I see you found a new daddy.” His deep voice said to me as I approached.
I let out a smile immediately as I recognized the face. That handsome face that I still continued to see on the news. Matt Roberts. Who I had once had drilling inside me as my newest daddy Rick joined in. Matt Roberts, the anchor on the nightly news. Matt Roberts who had passed along his card with his number on it wanting me to call. I had chickened out and never called. And now here he was.
Matt grinned at me, and gave my cock a little tug. “I was hoping it would be me.”
I dried my chest off, looking at him and couldn’t help but smile wide. “I don’t even know that guy.” I smirked. “And I haven’t gotten off yet.”
Matt’s eyebrow raised, and he folded his arms across his big chest. “I was hoping you would call.”
I wrapped the towel around my waist, covering up my erection and moved closer to him, suddenly feeling quite turned on at this prospect. “I thought about it, but then I went away to school, and….”
Matt just stepped into me and grabbed my neck and pulled me into his mouth. That kiss felt like the last time, immediately taking my breath away. Felt more passionate than the one I just had with the quick cumming dad in the shower. I felt my body tingling with desire and raised myself up on my toes to take him in.
“Holy fuck.” I muttered as we stopped.
Matt just took my hand and pulled me away from the showers. “Come on. It’s just you and me this time.” He led me down the hallway towards the rooms and pulled the key off his wrist at the farthest door. He opened it up and then stopped me again to kiss me. Long. Until we sort of stumbled into the room and he kicked the door closed.
“I can’t believe you’re here finally.” He moaned, and pulled my towel off. “I’ve been hunting for you for a year.”
I couldn’t believe he said that as he opened up his towel and showed me that impressive beer can thick cock of his. I let out a moan and immediately dove for it, falling on my knees and taking it in my mouth. I opened wide, feeling my jaw relax to take in the girth of it and grabbed his powerful legs.
“Oh my God YES!” Matt moaned, and let me feast on his cock for as long as I wanted. And I wasn’t going to stop it seemed until he pulled me off and gave me a warning look. “Careful. I don’t want to cum down your throat.” He leaned over me and slapped my ass. “This is where it needs to go.”
He turned me around and spread open my cheeks, pushing me forward onto the hard bed-like platform that was in the room. I lifted a knee as he moved face into my ass, tonguing me deep and soothing my used hole.
“He didn’t cum in you did he?” He moaned as he slurped at my hole.
I shook my head. “No.”
“Good.” He said and stood up behind me, slapping that heavy cock on my butt. “I’ve wanted this ass for so long…”
I turned around to look at him and waited, watching him smack my ass with his dick. Then his eyes looked up at me and he grinned.
“On your back.” He said gently and stepped back to let me flip over onto the hard surface.
He moved onto the platform with me, opening my legs with his and sliding into position between me. His hands moved to my wrists, and he pinned them just beside my head, holding them tightly as he stared down at me. I spread my legs wide for him, feeling his body moving into mine and wrapping my feet around onto his ass. He felt good in between me, and smelled even better as his face met mine again in a hungry kiss. I felt his cock searching and I shifted, lifting my ass up to allow him entrance. Having just had a big cock in me, his cock found it’s way easily.
Without a word, he entered me. He held himself up over me, our faces inches from each other and our eyes watching, his hands still holding my wrists to the hard surface under me. I was feeling the cock of a news anchor from TV sliding into me once again. I pictured his face the way he read the news, and looked at the determined look on him now. He was naked, over me, on me….IN ME.
“You feel so warm….” He purred over me, studying me as he slowly moved his hips back and forth in me. “Feel good?”
I nodded, my eyes taking in every inch of his face. He watched me silently, pushing in deep at times to see my reaction, until he lowered his head and kissed me, and it was like both of us let go.
I moaned loudly as he dug into me further, his tongue filling my mouth, his cock penetrating me even deeper. I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his hard body as he released the grip on my wrists and slid his hands under me. My own hands went to his smooth back, feeling the muscles shifting in him as he started to move faster. I imagined us, in a mirror, our bodies shimmering in sweat as we joined in unison, Matt’s thick cock plunging into me as our hands roamed.
My hands found his hair, and I dug my fingers into it, pulling at it as he kissed me. Matt’s lips left mine and I growled, pressing my forehead into his and staring deep into those eyes of his. Those eyes that seemed to speak to me during the news. Those eyes that seemed to break right through me.
“I want your cum!” I moaned.
Matt pressed his head harder against mine and seemed to pick up the pace, pumping his dick into me faster. “Yeah? Want me to breed this little ass?”
I slid my hands down his back to his smooth ass and squeezed. “Fuck yes!”
Matt’s hand slid up to my neck and his thumb curved around my jaw. He watched it on me, then slid it over to my lips which I went for automatically, opening my mouth to give him the signal that I wanted it. He moved it closer and I turned my head to suck it back, seeing the grin on his face as I did. He humped his hips into me harder now, the sounds of our bodies loud against each other.
“Fuckin’ sexy.” He suddenly muttered as he watched me sucking on his thick thumb. “So fuckin’ sexy.” His voice went quiet as he concentrated, his eyes squinting and his face relaxing. Then he frowned, and he grunted a bit as he started to fuck harder. “You want it? Want my fuckin’ load?”
I gave a “Mm Hmmm” as I sucked on his thumb and pulled his body into me closer by his ass. I lifted my own legs up as I felt his body tensing, watching the veins in his neck stand out as he lifted his head upwards. And I groaned with him as he started to unload that hot juice of his straight into my guts with each forceful thrust.
He slammed into me one last time, letting his bigger body push into mine with all his strength as he leaned into me, and then he slid out quickly, leaving me gasping and staring down at my throbbing cock.
Matt wasted no time and grabbed it, shoving it in his handsome TV star face and swallowed it whole. I let out a loud moan as the warmth of his mouth engulfed me and I gripped the sides of the platform bed as he started to suck the cum out of me. It didn’t take long after that pounding and the feeling of his cum dripping from my ass.
“I’m gonna shoot!” I moaned, grabbing his head to pull off. But Matt just moaned and kept going. I started bucking, getting ready to unload straight down his throat. My fingers clutched his hair as his other hand wrapped around my base and he milked it out of me. Another load. In a shuddering explosion.
I’m not sure who said “AH” afterwards, but we were both spent. Matt crawled back over me and kissed me, letting me taste my own cum from his mouth as his body covered mine. The platform was hard, but I didn’t want to move, feeling Matt’s fit body over mine. I could hear sounds of others getting off in the distance, which only reminded me of where I was. It must have reminded Matt too because he suddenly got up and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand.
I watched his perfect body move around as he searched for his towel to wipe his body down. Then he started getting dressed. Benefits of having a room I guessed, without the need to strip down in the locker area. I grabbed my own towel and wiped myself down before wrapping it around my waist to watch this hunk get dressed.
Matt finally looked at me and gave me a smile. “You still have my card?”
I nodded, rubbing my own arm as I watched him covering up that muscled frame of his. “Yeah. I do.”
“Good.” He came over and gently took my face in his hand. “Then call me and you can come to my place where I can properly fuck you.” He kissed me quickly, then again, ruffling my hair as he backed away.
In a daze, I left his room and wandered back to the lockers. I dressed quickly, oblivious to the stares of others, ignoring the leers from the other men just arriving. Maybe Matt Roberts was just what I needed.