B-Ball

I finished summer school at a local college a week ago last Friday. I had 2 weeks free until I leave for fall semester in Virginia. I had played pickup basketball a couple of times a week through the summer in the Student Gym, but there were rarely enough guys around to play full court 5 on 5, and usually settled for 3 on 3, or 2 on 2 half court. With not much to do last week, I headed over around noon to play. There was only one guy in the gym shooting baskets, so I joined him, and we played one on one.

He was about the same size as me, 6’2” 180 pounds. He was good. Like me, he had played guard in high school, and we had some great games. It wasn’t long before we both sweating and shirtless, and he had a great body. Little chest hair, (which I prefer) but great definition in his abs and pecs. He had a deep tan, and his shorts hung below his tan line which was sexy as shit. Basketball is a great excuse for putting your hand against a guy’s bare lower back, and bumping his ass with your thighs when he tries to back you into the basket. I took full advantage of it. After 3 or 4 games, we were able to get enough to play 3 on 3, and as teammates, we decimated the other guys.

Went back on Wednesday, and once again it was just me and Keith. I found out he was a full-time student, who had arrived early for the fall semester to set up his new apartment. His roommates weren’t arriving until later in the month. We got to know each other a little bit, and then on Friday he asked me if I wanted to come over to his apartment after for a beer. I was drenched in sweat, and told him I’d love to, but since I lived a half hour away, it would take well over an hour to go home shower change and come back. He just shrugged and said we were the same size, and I could shower at his place, and he’d lend me some clothes to wear.

I sat on his balcony drinking a beer so I didn’t fuck up his furniture, while he jumped in the shower. He called out my name while grabbing a beer from the refrigerator, and said the bathroom was clear. When I walked in the apartment, the island was between us, and he was still drying his hair. He stepped out full ass naked, put a pair of shorts on the counter, and tossed another to me. My eyes immediately dropped to his cock and balls. Respectable. He grabbed the shorts on the counter and slid them on commando. I quickly went to the shower.

Over 3 years of college, I’ve been in a lot of guy’s apartments when the y took a shower. Not once had any of them let me see them naked. My dick started to stir. No underwear, no t-shirt, he just lent me a pair of shorts. He showed me his dick. I’d already jerked off thinking about Keith a couple of times, but if I was reading this right, the real thing might happen. I cleaned my cock, nuts, taint and hole thoroughly. I even threw some hair conditioner on my pubes for good measure. I squeezed some toothpaste on my finger, and washed my teeth. As I toweled off, I weighed the consequences. If I was wrong, I’d go home and never see him again. If I was right, I’d get off with a guy for the first time in months. I took a deep breath, hung up the towel, and walked into the living room buck naked, holding the shorts.

“You really want me to put these on?” Holding the shorts out giving a good view of my junk. He smiled mischievously. His eyes didn’t move from my cock, and I started to plump up. He stood up and said “I was hoping you wouldn’t, but can’t leave you standing there naked by yourself”. He hooked his thumbs in his waistband and slid down his shorts, then stepped out of them. His cock was still soft, but definitely chubbing up. By the time he put his hands on my waist and pulled my naked body to his, we were both hard as rocks, and our cocks dueled on our abs as we kissed hard and passionately. It didn’t take long before we were on his bed kissing, grinding, and rolling like two rutting bucks.

His mouth moved down my chest, and latched onto my very sensitive nips. Suck my nips, and you practically own me. He continued down my abs and latched onto my straining cock. God, Keith could suck dick. Fortunately, he quickly moved down my taint, and spread my cheeks and lightly circled my hole with his finger. I could see where this was going. Usually I top, but have bottomed on occasion. Frankly, getting fucked wasn’t my deal, but guys I’d fucked had asked me to, and felt it was the least I could do for a guy who let me fuck them. He rimmed me with a vengeance. I got him in position to take his respectable cock. Slightly longer than my 6”, but thankfully not as girthy as me. I can take length, but no desire to have a beer can thick dick in my ass.

I rimmed his hairless hole and finger fucked him with a spit ladened finger to send him the message I had every intention of fucking him as well. He showed no resistance, and we were both started to grunt from each other’s prostate massage. He pulled off and reached over into his nightstand, and pulled out lube and a box of condoms while still fingering me. “You want me to start, or you?” he said as he lubed his finger and my ass, and started fingering again. I took the lube and did the same, and thought. He was nailing my prostate, and it felt great, so I told him he had honors. He kept fingering me with more fingers, while I gloved him up and slathered more lube on his cock.

Since it had been a while, I decided to ride him to control the pace of entry, and the fucking. I lined his head up with my hole, and slowly lowered myself. The head popped in with a sting. I tried to relax and breath slowly, but my cock was deflating as my ring gripped and released his cock. He was a talker, and I love that. He was rubbing my chest and abs telling me how hot I was, how good my ass felt as I sunk him deeper in me, how he had jerked off that first day we met thinking about fucking me. By the time I had him all the way in me, my cock was soft, and the head resting on his abs. I slowly rocked on him, concentrating on the jolts whenever he passed my prostate. In a few, I had relaxed enough that it began to feel awesome. When he started teasing my nipples, my cock quickly stiffened again, and we went faster with full thrusts.

After 10 minutes or so of riding him, he said he was too close, and pulled me off him. He suited me up, and he rode me. I slid into his warm tight hole easily, and bottomed out in one slow squat. I pulled off his condom, and stroked him slowly with lube as he rode me with his eyes closed and jaw jutted out. I studied him. He was definitely hot guy. Jet black hair, his muscled chest was a deep tan, his pubes trimmed, and his big sack shaved. I loved how his balls dragged up and down my abs as he moved my cock in and out of him. His palms were on my pecs, and he would rub my hard nips with his thumbs as he took it. I was in sensory overload. I knew I was close, and I also knew my relatively unfucked ass would never be able to take him after I came. It just gets too sensitive. I decided to flip again.

This time, I moved onto all 4’s and offered him my ass with a little shake. He put a new condom on, and quickly slid in. If I have to take cock, that was the position. The pressure against my prostate was always the best. I know I moaned when he entered me, because his dick was perfect for that position. He started fucking me harder than before, and my head spun it felt so good. He was whispering the dirtiest shit in my ear, and I fucking loved it. He pushed me down prostate on the bed, and pressed his chest into my back, and kept telling my hot my ass was and how was gonna bust hard in it.

The bed was squeaking and my hard cock was rubbing against the sheets as he thrusted into and out of my ass. His thighs were slapping hard against my ass, and I could feel the thump of his cum filled nuts as they slapped me. He told me he was close, and he made no effort to back off. He slid deep and froze. I felt body stiffened, then his cock rise in me. The low guttural moan was so sexy as he lifted off my back, and came. I raised up and pressed into his chest. “Get me off dammit” I pleaded. He ran his right hand to my cock, and his left to my nipples. I felt my body succumb. The tingling welled up inside me, and when my ass clamped hard on his cock buried in me, I sent stream after stream of white jets against his wall and pillows. It was one of the best orgasms of my life. I slumped back to the bed and his cock popped out of me.

I’d lie if it I told you my ass didn’t hurt on the drive home. But the intensity of that orgasm was well worth it. He called me yesterday, and when I arrived, he was already naked and hard. That time I came in him, and then sucked him off and left with a delicious load of cum in my belly. Tomorrow we’re hooking up again.