Another Cliche Jock Story
And so here I am...
And so here I am again, typing porn that is perfect for the way I feel, sexy. Anyway, not much to say on this one except that I've had the idea in my head for the longest time. Now I can finally move onto the next one that's blocking my creative powers...
As always, if you do not like male on male action or do not like sexual actions between two males or you hate me, please do not read this story. There is sex in this story and I will not be held responsible if you read it, cause you opened the page. Bla bla blah, and so forth.
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Another Cliche Jock Story
By teh Nobod3
The soccer team had just come in from their big game of the season, all of them ranting and chanting about how well everything had gone. They walked over to their lockers, most sitting down on the cold, concrete bench that all of the lockers sat upon, and started undressing. All of the boys were excited, it was a victory and it felt so good to be on the winning team. In the middle of all the players, a hare stood in the middle of the group with two paws pressed against his chest as he gloated about the winning kick that sent the round, spotted sphere past the other teams goalie and scored the final goal. And of course, he could not stop himself form mentioning how it seemed to go right in just as the buzzer sounded and the ref called the game over. A horse to his left snickered and started commenting how the hare never would have had the ball in the first place had he not of made that epic pass through three of the other team's players. A lion who had just taken off his shirt agreed, saying how when that ball went between all of their legs they all looked so surprised. Finally their polar bear goalie told them it was a team effort and that they should all be happy for the whole team, but the hare wouldn't accept it as he quickly shot of jokes on how the other two were gay. Of course these comments didn't connect, but it was a quick way to get the whole group riled up as the rabbit finally sat down and started getting undressed himself.
The whole time this argument of victory was happening, one of the defensive players sat in the corner taking off his grass stained socks and shoes. The okapi was not new to these types of non rational and frankly stupid arguments; he just sat there listening to it all and laughing along side with his friends. But this boy kept a deep secret that none of his other friends on the team knew, and probably was for the better. He was gay; and not just partially gay, but one hundred percent rainbow sticker, super happy sunshine, extra limp-wrist loving, butt fucking, and pony prancing into guys. Don't ask how he kept it a secret so well, he himself doesn't seem to know that. But that was only his sexual identity. On the outside he looked like any other jock. Loved sports, cars, movies, showers, long walks on the beach, flowers, reading, not being the dumbest thing on the planet, and sex. Okay, so a few of those don't exactly qualify as something someone looks for on the outside of a typical jock either. Then again, this is not a typical jock story but another cliche jock story.
Putting his paws on his shirt, he slowly lifted it up and over his head as he stretched out the muscles on his back and chest. And when that shirt flopped over his red and white muzzle and his head snapped back down, he came to see something completely different then the average day. The swim team was walking by with their slick and sleek bodies glimmering with the wet pool water that had soaked their fur and skin. All of them talking and laughing as they discussed how great it was to not have to practice since the coach was sick. The okapi did not hear any of this though, he was too much in a sexual trance as he looked at their lean bodies, his eyes following them as they moved past their set of lockers and towards the shower. With just this glance he would have been happy for the rest of the day, but his eyes caught onto someone he had never noticed before.
The Salamander had a stern look on his face, he seemed to to be concentrating on something completely different from the other group of swimmers. Either way, the okapi did not even care because he got all the time in the world to just watch the boy walk on by. And when the amphibian walked past the center of the benches, his feet just visible, the mammal saw something that made his heart skip a beat. He wanted to rub his eyes, take a double take, or do something just to make sure everything he had just seen was real; instead he sat there blinking as the foot quickly disappeared from view. His mind was a buzz, his heart was pounding, and all his friends were already undressed.
Quickly ripping the rest of his cloths off and stuffing them in the locker, he watched as his team got up and started heading for the showers. They taunted him for being so slow, the hare being especially bad as he chanted how the okapi had been watching them all. In fact, his exact words were, "Aver, you need to stop eye-fucking us already and come service our cocks if you want to be that gay." He could not help but chuckle at that statement as he thought of how ironically reverse gay it sounded. Pulling out his towel he quickly wrapped the white cloth around his waist to hide his growing erection and ran off after his team.
But then right as he rounded the corner, luck struck again. That salamander could be easily seen with his slick exterior, his entire soccer team following right behind. The swim team was starting to turn right, down the path of that rubbery webbed floor to keep furs from falling from all the water that came through and over to the showers. Aver thought for sure that the salamander would follow his buddies, but was surprised when the boy turned left and went towards the sauna. He quickly started moving down past all the rows of the lockers to catch up, watching his own sports team turn right towards the showers. All that was going through the jocks head was how this might actually be his day.
He reached the spilt in the road and looked one way and then the other. His friends were now behind the halfway-up wall that barely blocked the views of their crotches from far away, each one throwing their towel on that concrete block, as they entered into the steam to get nice and clean. Then he looked left and watched as the door had just shut to the sauna, rows more of lockers on the opposite side. Now to anyone that was an out of the closet gay, the choice of which path to take would have been easy. He'd of course go right and go meet that hot stud, maybe even steam the sauna together. Yet he was not an out of the closet homosexual yet, he was the in the closet, the door is locked, the boards are up, and the light is off type of guy that did not want anyone to know just yet that he had a certain attraction for me. So the choice became one of reputation if he was seen in the sauna hitting on, and possibly fucking, another male; or he had the option to proceed to the showers and just sweat off all his frustration with some play smack on his buddies butts, quick gropes maybe as well, and go back to being clean. It frustrated the okapi, tearing his mind apart as his sexuality burned his brain and blue-balled his nuts.
What did everything come down to finally, but just one last thought. His friends were all in the shower and probably would be for the next hour or so. Why they liked to be in the shower for so long he could never figure out, but it probably had something to do with all the horsing around when they got in that thick steam. The thought of the strange things they would do to each other reminded him of the time he decided to masturbate in there while they were near by, the scent of their musk pushing his arousal. That's another story. Anyway, if they were in their long enough he figured he would be able to get at least a phone number and then quickly hop in and out of the shower before they noticed. Taking the chance he could pull it off, the mammal turned left and went straight to the sauna.
The old, plastic door creaked open, the hinges rusted by time and steam, and he looked inside the rather dimly lit room. The lightbulb that hung over the center was just barely alive as the deep red changed the colors in the room. In the center sat the steamer, the heat radiating onto the Aver's body immediately. He took a step in and felt the steam really hit him them, the door slamming shut and click closed right behind. With a blush across his face, he watched the salamander, which his eyes had just adjusted and found to be sitting in the corner. The amphibian was on the third step of the wooden benches in the room, his arms laid out across a small out-crop up top. But probably the most important detail to the okapi was the fact that he was completely naked.
Aver's eyes never left that body, watching it glisten even in this light as he moved over to just next to the salamander. He took his place on the second step of the three, getting a really nice view of those two plum nuts. One rested on the wood below, the other one on top and nudged up against his thigh. They both looked so succulent, like a muzzle just needed to be wrapped around them and a tongue licking across the smooth skin. His eyes trailed up a little ways and looked at the cock. The amphibian was an exterior, his cock not going into his body or into a sheath at all. It was a rare thing to find now-days, most people could not come to terms with the entire thing just staying out like that. Aver was not most people. He thought the other's maleness was beautiful, juicy the way it had flopped up and across the leg like that. He just wanted to pick it up and examine it, but thought it best not to touch so early in the game. But oh how he wanted to get that fat stick in his mouth and start sucking, let his tongue get up and under the sheath that wrapped around the head. He was getting turned on, he could feel his sheath filling out. His whole body felt hot, like being in a sauna or... oh... right.
"You know it's impolite to stare!" The words caught the mammal off-guard, his face draining of color as his eyes quickly darted away. He placed both paws on his lap, trying to keep his maleness from showing through the towel and he adjusted himself over and over again. There was worry in the mumbles that escaped his lips, thoughts that taunted him into gurgling a sort of garbage of the mouth. But then the salamander spoke again, "You know, you shouldn't get so scared to show that you like another guy."
The words failed to return the comfort the okapi had been experiencing, in fact they kind of made him shifty as he ran them over and over again through his head. He tried to lift his eyes up to look at the salamander, but it was shameful being caught staring at another mans privates. It excited him ever more as he sat there quietly hoping something good was going to happen.
The salamander leaned forward, letting his elbows come to rest on his legs as he stared now at the mammal in front of him. "You know, I had this strange feeling you were gay." He said the words firmly, still holding his ground as he looked Aver over. "I bet you think just 'cause I wear this gay pride ankle bracelet you think I might be up for something. Well tough shit there."
The okapi felt his heart sink, dropping to the bottom of his stomach and slowing its beat. He had never once asked a man out his entire life, always a little too scared that they would turn him down or he might be found out for the homosexuality he had hid so well. Just hearing those words was the worst fear he could have had, because now he didn't know where anything was going. He turned and got up, starting towards the door as he started to walk out. "Sorry," mumbled from under a deep sigh as he tossed his towel over his shoulder and started to leave.
The salamander was up on his feet within seconds, two paws grabbing that perfect ass. He did not like to admit when he found a guy attractive, but the red okapi in front of him was too damn hot to give up. "Now when did I say we were done?" His question came out forceful as he pushed the mammal over to the steamer in the middle.
He reacted quickly, two paws flying up to top his body from being pushed onto or against that hot plate as they quickly grabbed the safety wooden surrounding. He could feel the heat of the steamer only inches away, burning his sensitive airs off of his paws as he held his place. His maw immediately turned to look over his shoulder as if to ask what the hell was going on, but he didn't say a word as he looked into stern, blue eyes. Blue eyes that matched the blue salamander's body, two deep seas that one could sink into forever.
The salamander just grinned right back at Aver, chuckling under his breath as he started rubbing his now beating hard-on against that ass. "You don't get to leave from this situation that easily." The salamander was quick with his words, his long tongue slurping one and tickling the back of the jock's neck teasingly. "Now what's your name."
For a second he was frozen in sexual fright, turned on harder than before as his member pulsed back to life in a flash. He was not sure what to do, his mind lost in a mist as he tried to get over all the different things running through it. Weakly he replied, "Aver."
That long tongue slurped out again and teased right up next to the okapi's ear. "Well Aver," he whispered gently," the name's Crick." He chuckled louder this time as he pulled his hips back and then pushed forward, bulldozing his cock through those two mounds of meat but doing nothing more then getting it stuck between those tight buns. "And in a minute you'll probably be screaming it."
He shuddered to the feeling of the tongue tasting along his ears, he whimpered as the words came out of the salamander's mouth, and he clenched tight as he felt that cock push between his cheeks. It was so new for the jock, so exciting, and so revolutionary that the information just was not being processed fast enough. He could feel the way the amphibian's skin would slide back and forth on the salamander's cock as it slowly moved between his mounds, he could see the two paws gripping at his sides as if ready to pull him into a sex scene at any minute, and he could hear the tongue moving against the short hair on his shoulder, neck, and cheek. Through all of this he could also feel the pounding of his heart, the throbbing of his cock, the dripping of what felt like an endless stream of pre onto the floor.
Crick wasted no time with the sexual tension that was now building. He wanted to be pleased now and he knew just how to get his satisfaction. Taking small nips at the okapi's neck, his paws started to fiddle with that ass, pulling the mounds apart and pushing them back together. If he had to rate it, that was probably one of the finest asses he had ever touched. He stayed like this for a few minutes, really getting into it as his cock slathered his own pre between those cheeks, a sticky cobweb of a mess in between that nice flesh. His paws slowly sneaked around to get a feel of everything else though, running across that short red fur until one was groping the other's package. His other paw snaked up along the ribs, feeling all those well toned muscles until he reached a peck and started to just fondle the muscle. Both paws kneaded the flesh, taking in big grasps of sexual desire as they felt him up. The one on the mammal's package was rolling around those orbs, squeezing every now and then as he listened to the meeps and moans of the animal in his grasp. And then he pulled back.
Aver was in some sort of trance now, eyes shut tight as the nips sent shivers down his spine. Each time those paws gripped something, he leaked just a bit more pre onto the floor as his cock throbbed harder then he could ever remember it being. But when everything started to pull away he couldn't help but open his eyes. To him it was like losing that feeling of a great dream right as he'd wake up, or the delicious taste of a meal after everything has been eaten. And then his whole body straightened as he got on his toes and moaned out load. A hot breath against his hole, a tongue snaking along it, and those paws pinching the cheeks and rolling over his thighs. It was different, but if felt great and he did not want it to stop.
The smell and taste probably could have told the salamander everything he needed to know, this mammal had never done anything with his ass before. So the amphibian took his time, really slathering it up as he licked up his own tasty pre and left a nice trail of saliva. He started pressing his tongue against that pucker, listening to the moans and groans increase each time he pressed harder. Finally he felt like he should not be denied any more, taking both paws up to those hips again and pulling back as his tongue pushed forward. It slid right in and started to stretch that hole as best as that muscle could. That tailhole was tight, fighting him as it tried to push him out. He would not allow that to happen as his spit slowly lubed the inside. It was not that he really wanted a lubed sphincter, but more the fact that this one tasted fresh, or at least he though as he licked up every but of male scent he could from inside.
His eyes were rolling in their sockets, the okapi unable to speak as he enjoyed that tongue now pressing against his tender insides. "Oh God," he spoke out, now pushing himself back against the salamander. It was a joyous euphoria that had taken over his mind, sending sparks throughout his body in the likes that had never been felt before. His fingers gripped that wood harder, his hooves pushing against the floor as he kept breathing harder and harder. And then he felt himself cumming. He had never orgasmed in his entire life without touching himself, yet on his first try the amphibian had successfully gotten the boy off with nothing more than a well skilled tongue. The cock jolted up and spasmed as his thick, seedy ropes began to pain the steamer and the floor. Every now and again his cum would splatter through a gap in the wood planks and the crisp sound of it bubbling and frying could be heard. Soon his orgasm was fading, but he was still left upon one of the greatest feelings ever. Like climbing a mountain, he stayed at the top for as long as possible, including after. Then the tongue went back to work, pressing against his tender spots and making him squirm in place from too much sensation.
Crick could not believe he had gotten another one off with just his tongue, but he did not care. This session was all about his own sexual enjoyment, so he kept licking the insides of this animal until he was satisfied. The he slowly got up and positioned himself, his cock head pressed right up against the now slick and slightly stretched puked. One more quick laugh and then he started biting softly against the other's shoulder and neck. He had been laughing because he knew the okapi was in for a real treat now, his thick girth ready to stretch that handsome stud open farther then his tongue ever could have. He counted it down in his head, the painful gasp just waiting to be heard, three two one. He pushed forward and started to stretch that hole open.
The tongue was one thing, but the cock was completely different as it started to stretch Aver open. He thought that the thing must have been two inches in diameter, not knowing it was actually just over an inch and a half or so, as it stretch his pucker wider and wider. Worst of all, the okapi was not trying to resist but his natural reaction turned on as he tried to keep that thing out. It still went in with a nice sloshing sound and a yelp from him.
The head almost seemed to pop in, it being slightly bigger than the rest of the cock, and the mammal hoped that he might be able to rest for a bit. Unfortunately the salamander had a different idea as he started sinking inch after inch after inch deeper and deeper into that tightly clenched entrance. And oh how the salamander enjoyed the feeling as his head rubbed against the velvety smooth inside of the okapi. But of course, the moment would not have been perfect without him saying, "God you are one tight fuck!"
Once the salamander's groins as pressed right up against that okapi ass, the both rested for a minute. Both were breathing heavily now, Aver was even hard again and leaking pre like a mad fur onto the floor. They took the minute, just enjoying the feeling of being connected. Then the salamander started to pull out.
When only his fat head was inside, pulling back on the muscles it had just penetrated past, he quickly slammed forward and listened to the mammal moan out. He slammed in hard, making sure that the okapi would have to use his strength and push back, or else be pushed right up against that steamer. The boy did just as he was suppose to and they started into a steady rhythm of a slow pull back followed by a quick push forward.
Mean while, the fur under the salamander was groaning and huffing as he was forced to keep his attention on being burnt as that tool split his backside open wide. Yet he had trouble as his prostate was rammed against each time that cock was thrusted inside of him. He closed his eyes, trying not to image the hot metal that was inches away from burning him as he helped with the ride, but again he felt that electricity building in his groin again. He could not believe it, he felt like he was ready to come for the second time and in what he perceived to be less than ten minutes. His balls drew up tight, he felt the edge of the climax, and then nothing happened.
The salamander was starting to speed up, pounding that ass harder and harder as they both started sweating like crazy. A combination of steam and a good workout can do that to a man in a sauna, but they both were loving the passion that was building between them. One paw reached down and gripped the okapi's nuts again, pulling on them until the sac was once again away from his body. He knew the male liked it because that tailhole clenched down hard on his throbbing, thrusting member. His other arm wrapped around the mammal's midsection and began to use more force with each thrust, getting his prick to slide in and out that much faster as he kept going. He knew he was not going to last much longer, he did not believe any one could with such a nice, virgin ass like this boy had. But the salamander tried hard to keep his own climax from coming even as he felt his own two orbs draw up tight against his body.
Aver was barely seconds away from the edge, the paw pulling on his family jewels really pushing him closer, but there was still some sort of imaginary blockade. It was like he was just slowly being pushed closer and closer to the final blow, any second it being possible that it could happen. And then he felt it, that rush of pleasure as his mind became wiped of all feelings except for the explosive pleasure of cum squirting out of his clock. All it took was the salamander changing his direction of impact slightly, now hammering straight into that prostate as hard as possible. This time though, the mammal barely produced much more seed as he squirted a much thinner load. it still flew and splattered where the last batch had gone, but it just was not as thick as before.
The muscles clenched down tight, gripping so hard that Crick was not sure he would be able to keep thrusting. Pushing in one final time, the slap echoing like the defining sound to the end to the sex they had been having, and he released his pent up load deep within the other's body. His teeth bit into the flesh, leaving nice marks as he started filling up the okapi.
They both went into a euphoric state for a few minutes, neither really moving but each one at the top of the highest sexual mountain they had both ever climbed. When the both finally started to come down, they slowly began pulling apart. The salamanders teeth withdrew their tight clench and Aver started to straighten up, that cock sliding from between his sticky buns. The looked into each other's eyes again as that cock came sliding out with a nice slurping noise. They were frozen for a second, happy but not sure what to say. Finally Crick started to talk. "So do you want to get some coffee sometime?"
The okapi looked a little puzzled, maybe just bit dazed too after the sex he had just gone through. He could feel the liquid leaking down his thigh and he could feel his cock slowly shrinking back into his sheath, it was all going so fast even now that they had finished. He opened his mouth, a certain dryness seeming to fill the space as he smacked his lips to get it all wet again. "I guess so."
"Cool. Meet me at Little Buck's tonight at six. I think we have a lot to talk about."
With that, Aver felt a paw grope his cheek one last time as they gently kissed for the first time. Then their lips parted and that paw gave him a pat and he left, a smile across his face as he tried to understand everything that had just happened. Opening the door, the okapi quickly moved to the shower area to get cleaned up before his friends noticed he had been gone.
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Just in case you haven't figured this out or looked at the first comment, I kinda wrote this story for my dear buddy Shiuk! He's been a great friend of mine and I'm always asking him to do strange and large commissions, so as repayment I wrote him a story about it.