The Quarterback - Part Two

When we woke up, it was almost morning. I started by kissing and licking all over his body. Billy's beautiful dick throbbed to life. "Let's go shower," he said. 

Great idea! We went back to where our night began. And this time, as we washed up, Billy dropped to his knees and started to lick and suck my balls. I was already pretty stiff, but this made me rock hard. I watched as the big quarterback's beautiful face moved all around my genitals. He moved to my dick and began licking the head. It was the most wonderful of feelings. I leaned back against the tile wall and reached down with my hands, running my fingers through his lovely mane of blond hair. As I did this, he engulfed my entire throbbing boner with his hot mouth. Billy took me all the way in, until I could feel the light stubble on his chin rubbing my balls. With his left hand, he kept massaging my balls, as he ran his right over my ass, squeezing and rubbing it. Then he began bobbing up and down on my tool, licking and sucking all the way. 

This was amazing! I began moaning "Oh Billy, that's incredible! Suck harder! Harder!" He never slowed his pace, and I soon knew I was about to cum. He must have known too, because he started snaking the fingers of his right hand into my crack.

As he pressed a finger against my anus, I tried to relax a little, but it was difficult. He pushed, and his finger suddenly went right in. That was all it took. I yelled that I was cumming, and he sucked for all he was worth while wiggling his finger around in my rectum. I shot spurt after spurt of my cum into his mouth, and he never missed a drop, his finger in my ass making me cum that much harder. As he kept swallowing, my knees began to buckle. 

Unlike Billy, I couldn't cum so hard and remain standing upright. Billy kept sucking me, as my ass kept squeezing his finger. At the same time, he tried to support me, and I was able to lean back harder against the wall, staying partially standing. As I collapsed from the exertion, we met halfway, almost in a squat, where he took me in his arms and kissed me deeply. I said all that I could think then--"love you."

"I love you too." he responded. With that, I reached down for the hunk of meat I had felt rubbing my thighs. Billy said, "Where do you want it, bitch?" and we both laughed. "Take it around back," I said. 

I got all the way to my knees and, pushing the curtain aside, leaned over the end of the tub. Then Billy got right behind me and I looked back to see him spit in his hand and slick up his throbbing cock. As I looked back, his beautiful form was outlined by the spray of the shower head, and I knew that if he could fuck me forever, I'd be happy. He didn't waste any time. He put the pulsating head of his cock to my hole and pushed. Our moans filled the bathroom. 

"Mmm...Billy, that's sooooo good!" I said.

"Oh baby, you're so fucking tight!" He had a lot more staying power than me (having fucked half the girls in school) and he just kept pumping and pumping! I was soon hard again, and he reached around and grabbed my dick with his right hand. He squeezed me hard and started stroking my dick from head to balls. In and out he pumped and the pressure was too much on me. I started cumming again, shooting line after line of cum against the side of the tub. My orgasm squeezed Bill's dick hard, and the rhythmic squeezing was enough to send him over the edge, too.

"I'm cumming!" he slipped as, I felt every spurt as his dick began to jump and fire its load up my ass. And he kept pumping, until he shuddered again, his dick still spurting, and let out a grunt.

With that, he collapsed on top of me, and I felt his hot breath on my ear. He was panting and I loved the feel of his muscular weight on my back as his dick kept spurting and leaking more juice. Finally it stopped, and he kissed lightly around my neck and ears, still with me pinned to the tub.

We stayed that way for a few minutes. From there, we got cleaned up and headed out, sharing a last deep kiss before leaving the motel room and promising each other much more to cum! A whole new life had opened up to me. It's still hard to believe. Not only had I found my new gay self, but I had done it with the biggest stud I knew--my high school's 6'3" blond stud quarterback! 

Well, we got done in the motel that first night and headed home. I didn't know what to do with myself all day. I certainly jerked off a lot, just thinking about all the hot things we had done, but it was nothing like the real thing, and I was dying for more. So, after resting up for a while, I called Bill at home. His mother answered and asked who it was. I told her and then waited, as I heard her yell, "Billy, it's your friend Ryan!" Friend! If only she knew Billy's "friend" had just gotten done having an all-night sex marathon with her beautiful son, fucking his hard ass, sucking his cock and taking his hot load.

Bill came to the phone. "Hi, Ry." 

"Hi yourself, stud." and then I quickly realized I'd have to be more careful, as I heard Billy say, "Oh yeah, my Mom's still here." then to his Mom, "Ryan wanted me to say how nice you sound." I guess I was just too blinded by love, or was it lust, to think straight.

"So what are you doing today?" I asked. "Just hangin' out," Billy said. So we made arrangements to get together. 

Billy being so popular, there was no place to go without running into friends of his. We first met behind the school, but, of course, a bunch of the jocks were there working out. They immediately approached us---well, Billy and tried to get us involved in a pick-up game of basketball.

Now I was no jock, but my newly discovered, gay side was in full effect, and I was not going to miss this opportunity to rub up against all these hot jocks. So we played. I sucked at basketball, but it was fun anyhow. We were at it for over an hour when everybody decided they'd had enough. So we all headed out of the school grounds. I walked with Billy. With us were Jim, a friend of Billy's who was there right before our secret relationship began, and Sean, a 17 -year-old hard- bodied soccer player who was pretty popular around school. 

We all went back to Billy's house. Everybody from his family was out, so we all just spread out in his den, watched some TV and talked. We talked about all sorts of stuff. Girls, mostly. It was a really weird feeling, listening to Bill's masculine voice talk in all kinds of graphic detail about some of the hottest girls in school, while remembering what we had just done just the night before. At one point, when Jim said, "Hey, cool it down or I'm gonna cream my shorts," I thought I would cum myself just from hearing that. 

I had a huge, aching erection from all that talk, and Jim's comment made it almost unbearable. Then Billy said, "Yeah, this thing's about to burst," grabbing his, now hard dick through his shorts. 

Not having hung out with these guys much before, I had no idea how open they were about this stuff. Then Jim said, "Well, I gotta go. I've got a date tonight, and, after all that, I can't wait. So I'm headin' home to 'freshen up'."

"Freshen up, my ass," Billy replied, "try not to stain your sheets too badly." 

Jim pretended to be shocked, responding with, "Why I'd never do such a thing! Besides, a little soap in the shower works much better!" We all laughed at that one, and Jim left. Billy then said he was gonna go hit the shower, and that Sean and I were both welcome to use the shower if we wanted. We both said that we didn't have any clean clothes there, but Billy insisted that we could borrow some of his sweats and just roll up the sleeves and legs if they were too big. I said okay to this, perhaps a little too fast, but Sean eventually agreed too. Billy then showed us where the towels were and brought us to the bathroom. 

We took our time undressing, as Billy jumped in the shower. I tried to wait as long as I could, because I knew I would have trouble hiding my stiff dick when I watched Billy washing down in the shower. Not that I was supposed to spend my time staring at the shower while he was in it, but it was hard to keep from looking either. Sean and I talked a bit, while Billy lathered up on the other side of the glass. The talk eventually got back onto sex, and, even through the partially frosted glass, we could clearly see Billy was enjoying the conversation--the evidence was sticking straight out in front of him.

Sean said something about it, and Billy replied, "Yeah, and I know you want it too, Sean!" Sean looked shocked, and promised he didn't have any idea what Billy was talking about. Seeing these two guys completely naked and hearing this conversation, I was unbelievably hard. Then Billy left the water running and stepped out of the steaming shower. 

"Come on Sean," Billy said, "I've seen you stealing glances at me in the locker room." Sean turned to me and said, "Really Ryan, Billy's kidding." 

"It makes no difference to me," I said. 

Now Sean really looked confused. "Come on," Billy added, "you can tell the truth. We're sworn to secrecy, here." Sean looked scared shitless and began to deny everything when Billy stared right at Sean's dick, and said, "You know, Sean, I think your dick doesn't know enough to go along with your story." Sure enough, Sean was getting hard right before our eyes. After that comment, he looked like he was going to cry. Billy said with a smile, "Hey, it's alright Sean," and enveloped Sean in a big hug, their hot bodies rubbing together. "What you need is to unwind in this nice hot shower, buddy." Billy, then steered Sean toward the shower, then disappeared into the hall for a minute. 

When he came back, he said, "I set the alarm, so we'll have a little warning if anyone comes home. I'm not expecting them for a while, but who knows? I mean, my folks know I let other guys use the place to shower and stuff, but I don't think they should see this." I just nodded my agreement, not really knowing what he meant.

Sean was under the shower with his head leaning against the wall. Billy walked into the shower--it was bigger than the average shower, but not huge, so they really made quite a scene together in there. Then Billy started massaging Sean's shoulders. "Come on, Sean, we know. You might as well say it...you have our word that we'll never tell a soul. I mean, as much as you're worried, what would people think of us? We're here with you too. Trust me, we'll never tell"

"Ryan too?" Sean asked. 

"Me too," I responded.

"Thanks guys," he said, "but why?" 

"Why do you think?" Billy asked him. 

"Well, you can't be gay...." Sean said. "No, I guess not," Bill replied. "I'm just a straight guy who likes getting soccer-playing studs like you naked in his shower."

Sean turned to me, and asked, "You too?" so I told him about the happenings the prior night, and he just got more and more excited. Sean started looking at Billy with an amazingly lustful look in his eyes. This was really hot! You already know what Billy looks like. Now picture him standing naked, toe-­to-toe with a 5'9" dark brown-haired, well-toned soccer player. Sean's deep brown eyes were soaking up Bill's hard body--all 6'3" of blond-haired, blue-eyed, muscular beauty! 

Sean looked pretty good in the cock department too. He was hard as a rock and his cut cock looked to be about 6" long and had a nice width too. Billy made the first move.

He started rubbing his hands over Sean's chest, pinching his nipples, then leaning down to lick and suck them. Sean moaned softly and said how great it felt. Then Bill picked up his head, and they locked in-a deep tongue kiss. They were going at it like you wouldn't believe. By then, I had stripped off the last of my clothes and was rubbing my cock while watching this hot action. After what seemed like several minutes, they broke the kiss, and Billy again went to work on Sean's 
body. He kissed all around his neck, then went on to his nipples, sucking and nibbling one while rubbing the other. Then he kissed across Sean's flat stomach, until he reached Sean's throbbing dick. Suddenly, Billy grabbed Sean's dick and looked it over. Sean moaned with just this touch. I thought he might cum right then. I, then figured Sean should have some control. After all, he was one of the minority of guys in the school who had a real, steady girlfriend­ and they'd been seen doing some pretty serious fondling after school. He has to be getting some action.