Afterschool Fantasy, Come True!

Every day or so after high school, I'd walk through the crowded halls of my high school, after saying good bye to my friends, making my way to the guy's locker room. There was always something on after school like basketball or rugby. I'm not a "jock", so to speak, but I do like to workout, and I do take part in a lot of the sports teams, but it isn't the most important thing in my life. Anyway I'd walk through, pick up my kit from my locker, and get ready for basketball or swim practice or to simply use the gym facilities.

Pretty much every time I was in there so would Jon Tretter. Jon was one of the hunks of the school, and a big jock to match. He had sandy brown hair, ice blue bedroom eyes, a killer smile, and muscles in all the right places. He was the desire of every girl in school, and I'm sure even the straight guys got a little hot when they saw him, Hell even when I saw him, I went a little "weak in the knees". Because he was on every sports team the school had, he always got out of his last period classes early, so he was always in 
the shower when the bell rang, or at least never dressed when I got there.

He would parade around the locker room in a towel, laughing and joking with the guys, which no one really thought much of. We knew each other and talked, but we didn't have the same friends so we were never really that close. Still, he'd usually say, "Hi, Matt," when he saw me, and flash me that smile. Sometimes, when I'd go to take a piss, he'd be in there, towel off, completely naked. His beautiful, bare ass bulging out from his muscular back, forming the perfect mounds.

I was a little shocked by the fact that my eyes kept being drawn down there 
but I would shrug it off and go do what ever it was that day. One afternoon, after being kept after class to finish a project off, I rushed into the changing rooms to get my stuff before heading home only to see the most glorious sight in the world. Jon was bent over, legs spread, putting on his underwear. I could see his cock hanging gently between his legs behind a pair of big balls. I snapped myself out of staring just as Jon turned around and said, "Hi, Matt. You're late today".

"I. ... I ... had to finish some work, did I miss anything?" I stammered. 

" Nah man just the usual. Hey, do you mind if I walk home with you?" he asked.

"Everyone else has already gone. My house is just beyond the woods. You take the shortcut, don't you?" 

"Yeah sure." I waited for him to get dressed, trying not to be obvious about staring. My mind was racing with questions like am I gay or bi, why do I feel attracted to this guy? I had just finished with my girl friend but had never thought that I would be into guys. We left and made our way through the playing fields, over the fence, and onto the trails. A lot people went home this way, it was shorter than walking around. When we entered the cool, damp shade, Jon, let out a sigh. 

"These woods are great, aren't they? I used to play in them when I was a kid. You wouldn't believe the things I've seen back here." he said whimsically.

"Like what?" I'd never seen anything, except a few people smoking. "Shit, man. I used to come back here and see guys and girls fucking, giving head, lots of things. I've even seen some guys doing each other." I felt the heat rise in my face and wondered if he could see. What the hell was that supposed to mean? Did he see me staring at him? 

"Really?" I managed to get out. 

"Yeah. There's an old tree house I used to have over there, he pointed to his left. It's right near a clearing where they would go. You want to see it?" "Sure," I said. I didn't want to disappoint him. He led the way. When we got there, he started to climb the tree. "I still come here every once in while to get away. You know, makeout with my girl and stuff." He laughed. I tried to.

"Come on up." He gave me his hand. It was rough and strong. "See, over there." He pointed to the clearing, when I got up there. That's where they all go. It's great to sit up here and watch. "How'd you know about this place?" I,asked. "Built it myself," he said, "when I was a kid. Wait a minute. See, someone's coming." He pointed further up where another trail entered into the opening. We watched as a tall, thin guy moved into the clearing, followed by a muscular, shorter man. Both looked to be in their twenties. 

The muscular guy reached down and started rubbing the crotch of the other guy. He looked around to see if anyone else was around, then got down on his knees and unzipped the other guy, pulled out his cock and started sucking right there in front of us. 

"Shit" I said "that's a bit much ain't it?" I looked away and could tell Jon was trying to adjust his own hard on. He wasn't being shy about it.

"Man, my cock is hard," he said. "How about yours?"

I shrugged, trying to be indifferent, but I could feel my dick starting to swell. "Hey, man," he whispered. "Sex is sex. Watching it makes me horny." He rubbed the huge lump in his jeans. I turned and watched the two guys doing each other but they had lade down behind a tree. 

"Come on, let's get home" I said starting to climb down from the tree house. As we were walking back I didn't think about what had just happened and I guess Jon was now a little embarrassed about it as well. We just talked about guy stuff, more than we ever had done before and before long we reached his house. 

"Hey man do you want to come in for a cola or something?" He asked as we reached the gate. I had hesitated for a moment before saying yes, unsure of what was going on. We went into his house and into the massive kitchen. I stood in the doorway while he went to the fridge to get a few cans. He then walked back over to me and before he handed the drink over he asked "Hey from a guy's perspective do you think I'm good looking?" 

"Of course you're a very attractive guy why you even asking that?" I was only as the words left my mouth that I realized what was going on. I had walked right into that one and had no idea of how to get out of it again. 

"uh no reason just thought I would ask." He replied stepping closer to me handing the can over. But as he did he leaned in real close to me, and there was this tension between us. I looked up and was level with his twinkling blue eyes. I let out a smile and then he kissed me, soft yet strong. I then felt his hand move to my groin and give my now hardening cock a gently squeeze. I pulled back from him totally confused. 

"Sorry, man. It's just that I'm horny and watching those guys get head gets me going. You don't mind, do you?" He said undoing his zipper and reaching to get his cock. I shook my head.

"No" I whispered "maybe I should leave". I tried not to watch him, but I really wanted to see what another hard cock looked like. 

"Hey, man. You got a rock hard one too. It's cool if you want to stroke it." I turned to look at him, and there was the most beautiful cock I'd ever seen in his hands. It wasn't massive but not small either, kinda like mine, at least seven. inches, thick, and uncut, and with a mushroom head that was raging red with blood and a small drop of pre-cum oozing out of the slit. 

What the heck, I thought. Probably the only chance I'll ever get to jack off with the real thing in my sight. I undid my jeans and slipped out my cock. 

"God," Jon said. "I love getting head." I peeked down at his cock, my mouth watering. 

"You ever give head," he asked. 

"No," I said, suddenly aware that I was naked and completely inexperienced being with another guy in this situation. That's when it happened. Jon bend down and put his mouth on the tip of my cock. I froze. He reached down, moved my hand away, then reached into my underwear to cup my balls. His head sunk lower, and he swallowed me down. I don't think I ever felt anything so wonderful in all my life. His warm, wet mouth slid slowly down my shaft, filling my whole body with hot pleasure. I had always heard that you have never had a blow job until you've had one from a guy but wow. Jon stopped, looked up, then leaned in and kissed me tenderly. I hungrily took his tongue in my mouth and relished the feel of it sliding over my teeth.

He backed off and said, "It's about time. How long was I going to have to walk about with just a towel before you came up and noticed it?" 

"You were waiting for me?" 

"Yeah," he said. "It's pretty obvious the way you scoped me out in the locker room." 

"You knew?" 

"Yeah I did. I was doing it pretty much too." He laughed softly and grabbed my cock again. Then tugged on my pants. In no time, we were naked, laying on the floor of the kitchen. 

"What if your parents come in?" 

"Don't worry they are away for the week" Jon's cock stuck straight out, his balls slung over his thigh. He turned himself around, and we took each other. Jon's cock was everything I imagined it would be. His head was thick and spongy, and the shaft, soft and salty. He had little in the way of pubic hair, like myself I guess he liked it shaved and trimmed. I took as much of him as I could, reaching out to cup those beautiful balls in my hand. He stopped sucking me and began to pump harder, moaning softly. "Oh yeah!" he said. "Good."

He thrust himself into my eager mouth almost gagging me, just stopping short each time. He breathed faster and grabbed my head, running his finger through my hair. "Shit," he cried. He pumped harder. I felt his balls tighten up and knew his was ready. I braced myself for the river that was coming. "Oh God," he moaned cumming in my mouth. At first I wanted to spit it out but decided that it would be better to swallow. "Oh, Jon," I moaned.

"Yeah," he said. "Go for it, baby." I pumped hard feeling the pressure build. It was so steamy and slick. "I can't hold it!" I cried, feeling the cum move into my shaft. "Go for it!". I leaned forward and put my arms around him, rubbing his nipples, and sensing each muscle in his body as we moved together. I wanted this to last forever, but I knew better. 

I felt the pressure move up my cock. "I ... I. .. " I shot my load, spasm after spasm pumped into his eager mouth. A second later, Jon shuddered and said, "Oh, yeah!" And I felt him spasm too, shooting another load. We lay on the floor totally spent, holding each other, caressing each other's soft cocks and balls. 

"Jon," I said. "I don't normally .... Well, I mean ... I don't know. I've been curious about being with a guy for a while, but I never thought I would go through with something like this!" 

"Don't worry," he said. "I've been in the same position for a long time. And I want to experiment with you." He smiled that perfect smile and kissed me. "I think I'll be walking home with you again." He said as we started to get dressed again. 

And that was a month ago. We haven't fooled around with each other again, but we talk more than we used to, but he's got another girlfriend now so we don't have much time together other than our time at the gym.