Basketball Jock and Prof, Part 11

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Excerpt: "I love it when you smell like my sweat. It lets me know you're mine," he said. He rubbed my face back in his pit then grabbed my head and pushed it down to his nipple. "Work my nips, Prof."

I sucked on Mike's nipple for a minute or two. As I did, his nipples got hard and his pecs danced underneath my mouth. I rubbed my cheeks against his hairy chest. Mike twisted a little as my two day beard tickled his chest. When I felt Mike let down his guard, I bit down hard on his nipple.

"Ahh," Mike groaned.

I slipped out from underneath him and let his body fall face first against the wall. I came up behind him and licked at his muscular back before standing on the tips of my toes so that I could kiss the back of his neck. I bit the nape of his neck as I licked and sucked on his skin, pushing my whole body into his to keep him pinned to the wall.

"All right, all right," Mike said as he squirmed underneath me, "You win. Do what you want."

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Basketball Jock and Prof, Part 11
Cosmic Charlie - cosmic709@yahoo.com
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As summer settled in Mike went to live with some friends of his in his hometown a few hours drive away, and I started to work on the research project that I had neglected over the last six months. After the climactic end of the school year, I found myself missing Mike more and more as the days wore on. When my annual summer camping trip with some old graduate school buddies rolled around, I immediately asked Mike if he would come with me. He jumped at the opportunity. As the trip approached, I got more and more excited.  Every year I showed up alone and single. The thought of showing up this year with my young, jock-stud boyfriend was almost as appealing as the thought of spending an entire week with Mike.

It had been weeks since I had seen Mike. We talked on the phone and over Skype a lot, and I still had daily 'contact' with him. I still had a bunch of Mike's clothes, including a game worn jersey. If I closed my eyes and put one of his jocks or a shirt over my nose, I almost believed that it was his hand on my cock.

Mike made the drive to my house and met me at about ten in the morning. We hugged and made out a little, but had to get back on the road. From my place, we drove another eight hours to the cabin that my buds and I were renting. I was coming from the farthest away, and Mike and I had arrived a day before everyone else. We had the whole place to ourselves until around noon the following day.

We got to the cabin and instantly laid claim to the largest bedroom in the place. I opened the window and collapsed onto the bed face down. Mike jumped onto the bed and straddled my ass on his knees. He brought his big hands down onto the back of my neck and started to massage my neck and shoulders through my t-shirt. I groaned in relief, not just from the massage but from the physical contact with Mike. It occurred to me then just how much I had missed him.

"That feel so good." I said.

Mike mumbled in response and started to pull my shirt off. When he got it off, he amped up the massage on my bare skin. I melted into the bed as he worked out the tension from sitting in the car for the whole day.

"For a guy who's got the summer off, you're pretty tense." Mike said.

I only groaned. I had been tense because I'd been missing Mike, and, to tell the truth, I was a little worried that when Mike left the confines of our small town he might find someone else. It was an irrational worry. Even though Mike had a body that could get him anyone he wanted, he didn't have the personality to mess around. He was as loyal as a golden retriever. He loved me, and that was that as far as he was concerned. If anyone was going to fuck this up, it would be me.

"You're like putty in my hands." Mike said. Then he leaned over me and licked the back of my ear, "I'm getting turned on."

Mike leaned in and I felt his hard cock press into my ass cheek. He humped me a little bit before straightening back out. My own dick, which was already semi-hard, firmed up against the mattress. As he pulled back, Mike's massage went from being a pretty intense sports massage to a more sensual rubdown. His hands trailed down my back until they got to my butt cheeks. Mike worked my cheeks between his hands, spreading them apart with his hands.

"Fuck, I need it bad." Mike said, "I haven't had sex in weeks and I stopped jacking off five days ago to get ready. I can't wait to explode inside of you."

"Ugh," I said as I rolled over. For a few seconds, he ground his cock against my bulge. Then I pushed my way out from underneath Mike. "Let's bring the stuff in first. It looks like its going to rain soon."

"I'll get it. You stay here and relax." Mike said.

Relaxing wasn't in my repertoire of behaviors, so I started to get things situated in the kitchen as Mike hauled in our bags, our food, and all the other crap we brought with us. After about two trips, he pulled off his shirt. Mike was wearing shear white basketball shorts with black trim. It reminded me of the day he first came by my office and later showed up at my house. The shorts hung low on his hips and his pubes and belly hair were showing. I could make out a lump where his cock pressed against the fabric. Mike's body looked much more defined than it had when I saw him last, and I guessed that he was spending a lot of time in the gym while he was away.

Mike saw me ogling him and flexed in the doorway. "You look hot." I said. "Really, I'm going to cream my pants if I don't get a taste of your cock soon."

Mike grinned and grabbed his bulge. "You know, these are the shorts I wore to your office the day you took advantage of me. I decided to wear them again for old times sake." he said with a smile. Mike turned to keep bringing stuff in. There was water on his skin. The rain must have started.

So many people, including some of my colleagues, still thought of Mike as an emotionless, dumb jock. While it was true that he was more disciplined when it came to showing his emotions, the fact that he remembered what shorts he was wearing when _he_ took advantage of me spoke volumes.

By the end of the fourth trip it had started to rain hard. I felt bad for Mike, who was now stuck hauling our gear in the rain, but I didn't feel bad enough to volunteer to help. Moving stuff in the rain is what having a younger boyfriend is for. Mike made a few more trips, griping about the rain as he did. Finally, he walked in with a case of beer and set it next to the pile near the door.

"That's it," he said as he stretched out his back. His abs and pecs became taught as he lengthened his body. I looked down between his legs. His junk was clearly visible through the wet sheer fabric. I could make out every detail, right down to the ridge on his cock head. I grabbed my phone and took a picture. Mike just looked at me stupidly.

"What?" he asked.

"If you go out like that, you'll get arrested." I said as I motioned toward his crotch. I laughed a little. "This is like the beginning of a porno."

"Yeah, except I'm sweaty as hell and covered in leaves and shit." Mike said as he picked a leaf off his shoulder.

"That only get's me hotter." I said. I walked over to Mike and took a long lick at his sweaty chest. He tasted like salty rain water. I grabbed his wet cock through his shorts. He was getting hard and so was I.

"I like your sweat," I purred as I sucked on his nipple.

Mike smiled at me and put a hand on my shoulder. He started to push me down to my knees, but for some reason I resisted. Instead of dropping down in front of him, I kissed him full on the lips and pushed him back against the door frame. When I broke away from the kiss, Mike smiled again. This time, he looked both turned on and aggressive, like he was ready for a challenge. He put pressure on my shoulders again and again I resisted.

Moving much faster than I thought possible, Mike pushed back and flipped me around. My back hit the wall hard. It was an instant reminder that while I had a nice gym body, Mike was an athlete. He could use his strength with explosive speed. He pressed his mouth down on mine. As he broke away he bit my lower lip, pulling on it a little. Mike raised his arm and pressed his pit down against my face. I stuck out my tongue and licked at his thick pit hair. It was late in the day, and his pits smelled ripe. He used the cradle created by his muscles to control my head while the weight of his body pushed me back against the wall.

Mike moved his head down and kissed me hard on the mouth, then nuzzled his face against mine.

"I love it when you smell like my sweat. It lets me know you're mine," he said. He rubbed my face back in his pit then grabbed my head and pushed it down to his nipple. "Work my nips, Prof."

I sucked on Mike's nipple for a minute or two. As I did, his nipples got hard and his pecs danced underneath my mouth. I rubbed my cheeks against his hairy chest. Mike twisted a little as my two day beard tickled his chest. When I felt Mike let down his guard, I bit down hard on his nipple.

"Ahh," Mike groaned.

I slipped out from underneath him and let his body fall face first against the wall. I came up behind him and licked at his muscular back before standing on the tips of my toes so that I could kiss the back of his neck. I bit the nape of his neck as I licked and sucked on his skin, pushing my whole body into his to keep him pinned to the wall.

"All right, all right," Mike said as he squirmed underneath me, "You win. Do what you want."

I grabbed onto Mike's soldier and pushed him over to the couch. He fell backwards and spread his body out. I wasn't sure if he was offering himself up or showing off, but he was so hot. His long arms and legs were spread out full. His arms reached from end to end of the couch, and his legs were open wide. I was struck by his size and strength.  His skin was tanned and covered in a light fur. His hair was messy from the rain, and his blue eyes were bright with eroticism.

"Fuck." I groaned, "I'm the luckiest man in the world." I reached down and pulled his basketball shorts off. His hard dick sprang up and slapped against his abs. I yanked off my shirt and jumped down in between his legs. Grabbing him under his knees I lifted his legs up onto the coffee table. I didn't want his dick, not yet. Mike's asshole, surrounded by dark hair, winked back at me.

I dove in. This is what I had been waiting for for the last couple of weeks. My mouth was planted in Mike's crack and my nose was right in front of his low hanging balls. I inhaled deeply and dug in. Mike reacted by putting his hands on the back of my head and pushing me against his body. His smell filled my nostrils. Mike smelled sweaty and his crotch was ripe from the long car ride and then hauling in our gear. As I rimmed his hole it pulsed around my tongue.

Mike pulled my face out by the hair. "I thought you were going to make me suck your dick or something. This is way better." he said before directing my mouth to his balls.

I licked at his balls, lifting them with my tongue. As I worked him over, I reached down and started to pull off my pants. Mike's hands held my mouth firmly in place as I twisted out of my jeans. My own dick was harder than it had been in months. It stood straight up against my stomachs, which it hadn't done since I was twenty-five. Precum was literally running from the tip like a river. Like Mike, I had been denying myself for the last few days and was really horny now.

"Fuck, Prof." Mike called out loudly, "You've got me all worked up."

Mike slapped the top of my head with his big dick. It was rock hard. I pulled away from his balls and took his dick in my hand. I yanked up on it and collected his foreskin around the tip. After spending a few minutes admiring his dick and the leaking slit that opened around the top, I took his cock into my mouth. I stuck my tongue under his hood and quickly swirled it around the sensitive head of his dick a few times. Mike squirmed underneath me.

"Too much," he called out as his hips bucked.

I let up a little bit, but not much. I aggressively sucked his dick for a minute or two more before moving my way up his body. I ran my tongue through his pubes first and then over his abs, stopping for a few seconds at his belly button. Then I licked my way up the nice ridges that had formed in his abs. I took my hand and rubbed his stomach.

"You've been working out." I said.

"I wanted to be hot for you." Mike said with a laugh. "And I've been bored."

I rolled my eyes and licked at his left nipple. I bit down lightly on his pec before I gave his right nipple the same treatment. Then I licked over the ridge of his jaw to his lips. I kissed him hard. My tongue pushed into Mike's mouth and his head against the back of the sofa. Mike was putty in my hands. He had completely given himself over to the experience.

I crawled up onto Mike so that my ass was in between his legs and our dicks were touching. My own dick seemed so small when pressed against Mike's. Like most of his body parts, Mike's dick was thicker, longer, and stronger than most people's. He was just built bigger. I pulled his cock against my stomach and imagined it that deep inside of me. It didn't seem possible that his cock could reach that far into me, but I knew that it did and would.

I took our two dicks in my hand. Slowly, I worked our cocks together. Mike's rod felt hot and hard against my own. As I stroked us together, Mike raised his hips to fuck my fist.

Mike brought his hand around the back of my head and the side of my face. He slipped his thumb into my mouth. I sucked down on it. I felt Mike begin to take control, and decided to try to get back on top. I grabbed Mike's hands and pinned them down on the couch. He was in the mood to play, so he let me.

"I'm going to fuck you." I said.

Mike smiled from ear to ear. "Really?" he asked.

I nodded.

Mike leaned forward and moved his mouth to my neck. He kissed me first, then bit down. He brought his mouth to my ear and said, "No. I think I'm going to fuck you."

I still had his hands pinned down. I maneuvered my body between Mike's legs and did my best to rub my cock against his exposed hole. Mike hadn't moved, he just kept smiling at me. I was so full of lust, that I really thought I had the upper hand.

Mike wrapped his legs around my body and started to press down. At first I thought he was pulling me in, but he increased the pressure and was soon crushing my hips between his muscled thighs. Mike easily overpowered my arms and broke free. He  brought his arms around my body. He hugged me tight as he rolled over on the couch, taking my whole body with him. He put his hands on my shoulders and released his legs. Mike was back on top.

"I win." he said. Mike reached down and his fingers found my asshole. As he toyed with it, I started to moan. "You need my cock in your ass way more than you need to fuck me."

I knew that he was right. I had fucked Mike three times over the course of our relationship, while he had fucked me about a million times. Something about him drilling me just felt right. The only time's I had really enjoyed being on top was when Mike remained completely in control.

"If you want some ass, we can find a stud to fuck together this week." Mike said.

I mumbled something. His finger was deep inside of me now, and I was bucking up and down against him.

"You want that? You want your man to bring you home some meat to toy with?" he asked.

"Fuck, Mike. Yeah." I said.

"Yeah, we'll find a real stud. Then we'll break him down." Mike growled. I could tell by the puddle of precum on my abs that he was getting into this. "You and me, Prof. We'll tear up his ass."

While we talked dirty, Mike lubed up his dick. He pulled his finger out of my ass and then pulled my legs up. In one fluid motion he slipped his dick into my body. My ass had tightened up a little in his absence and there was a stab of pain as my hole stretched to accommodate him. His cock slithered into my bowels, inch by inch, until his pubes were firmly pressed against my balls.

"Shit," Mike called out. "I've missed this. God, you're so hot and tight."

He grabbed onto my legs and brought them up around his back, then he pulled his arms around me.

"Hang on."

Mike lifted me up, his cock still firmly planted in my ass. I hung on tight with my legs. As we rose up, I swear Mike's cock went to places its never gone before. Each movement shoved it in a new direction or turn inside of me. I felt all of his muscles twitch and bulge around me as he lifted me and held me tight against him.

Mike started to walk toward the door. When he got to the door, he pushed my back against the frame. He thrusted in and out of me a few times before he reached out and opened the door.

"I'm going to fuck you in the rain." Mike grinned. Our faces were close to each other and our bodies were connected at the waist.

We moved outside where it was still raining but the sun was starting to break through the more distant clouds a little. When he got to a patch of grass in the middle of the cleared area surrounding the cabin, Mike slowly moved us to the grounds. As he knelt down, I could feel all the muscles in his back, ass, and thighs bulge. When my back touched the wet grass, I begged Mike to do me.

"Fuck me, Mike. Breed me like the stud you are." I said.

Mike pulled his cock out of me. I felt completely empty. Then he grabbed me and flipped me over.

"I want to do you doggy style." he said.

Already my body was wet and covered in grass and dirt. On the one hand, there was something very clean about what we were doing. The fresh rain and the green grass made everything seem so innocent. On the other, as Mike positioned me to get fucked, my hands and his knees were in the dirt. I wanted him to push my face in the mud as he pounded me.

I got onto my hands and knees and lifted my ass. Mike covered my body with his and mounted me. He pushed his cock in, all at once, in one hard thrust. At the same time, Mike put his hands on my shoulders and pushed my chest down against the earth. The wet grass felt cold on my chest and face. Mike's body was hot. If someone had walked into the clearing and seen us, I think they would have actually seen steam rising off of our bodies.

Mike covered my body entirely as he mounted me, using his strength and weight to push me down against the grass. His thrusts were fast and sharp. He would withdraw a few inches of his cock and then ram it deep into me. My own hard cock was bouncing against the grass below me. His fucking was powerful and almost animalistic.

"You remember the first time I bred your ass, Prof?" he said with a hard thrust.

"Fuck yes," I moaned.

"Outside, in the dirt. That's the way men should fuck." Mike said.

He pushed my face down against the grass. Every move he was making was about his pleasure and not mine. Oddly, that only turned me on more. I loved the feeling of his broad chest against my back, and I loved the way he was using his hand to hold my panting mouth against the moist ground. My fingers were running through the grass as he pushed my body forward with each thrust. He was giving me the pounding of a lifetime.

Mike jumped off of me. His long cock pulled me back as he yanked it out of my asshole. Mike's finger slipped in to replace it. He used his finger to yank at my hole, stretching it out.

Mike pulled his finger away, and I heard him move away. I rolled over to see what was going on. Mike was standing there naked, with sweat and rainwater running down his body. His chest was heaving from the effort. Each breath caused his torso whole torso to expand more than seemed possible. His dick was bobbing in front of him with his heart beat

"Can you believe you tried to say no to this?" Mike asked.

I looked at him puzzled. I really just wanted his dick back inside of me.

"I threw myself at you and you denied me," he said.

I remembered the day that Mike had offered me his cock. I had managed to tell him to go away, though I jerked off furiously after he left. Mike showed up at my house later that night and wore me down. It didn't take me long to give in to his dominant personality and amazing body.

"I made a mistake," I said. I smiled at Mike in a goofy way, then lifted my legs and spread them out, offering my ass to my man.

Mike jumped down on top of me and covered my body. In one big move he shoved his dick back into me. His rod pushed it's way deep inside of me, and I groaned loudly.

"I didn't." he said as he kissed me. "I knew I wanted you, and I didn't make a mistake."

"Uggh," I groaned as Mike bottomed out inside of me. "Good thing." I returned his kiss.

"Good thing you're a dirty old professor who takes advantage of his students." Mike said.

Between the sucking and the fucking, I was ready to blow my load. I did not have the staying power that Mike had. I grabbed onto my dick and started to jerk.

"You took advantage of me." I said.

"I guess you're right," Mike said with a deep thrust, seemingly trying to punctuate his point.

"God, I'm cumming." I moaned.

Mike grabbed onto my dick and jerked it off. His grip on my dick was amazing. His muscular fingers wrapped around my cock and literally squeezed the cum out of it.  My thick load spilled out onto his hand and my abs. As I came, my ass clamped down on Mike's dick. The added pressure around my ass ring only augmented my already strong orgasm. As Mike pulled his dick out of my body, I could feel him pulling at my clamped down sphincter. The cum just poured out.

Mike squeezed the last drops of cum out of my dick before bringing his hand to my face. He wiped the cum onto my face and then rubbed my load all over my face and neck. I licked at his fingers and hand as he moved it over the cum across my face.

Mike brought his body down and started to kiss me. His kisses were quick and shallow. In between each kiss, he would pause to lick the cum off of my jawline, upper lip, and cheeks.

"You got good cum, Prof," Mike said, still skewering me with his dick.

I just moaned and leaned back, presenting my neck and throat to Mike. He licked at my Adam’s apple and bit down a little on the sides of my neck. I raised my ass to meet Mike's thrusts. His rhythm had changed a little. He was moving more slowly. This usually meant Mike was getting close. It was like he was saving up his energy for the final pounding.

As if on cue, Mike picked up his speed. He raised his body off of me and grabbed on to my hips. He pulled my hips against his groin and humped me like a dog - short and fast. Within a minute, Mike started to blow his load.

He dropped his body down on top of me and shoved into my body with hard thrusts as he came inside of me. I've only actually felt a guy's cum inside of my guts a few times, and this was one of them. As Mike's hot load spilled out in my bowels, I could feel the hot semen. From Mike's mumbling and swearing, I knew that he was shooting a big load.

Mike collapsed onto my body. "Oh god, that was amazing." he said. "Your ass is amazing. I think I spewed a gallon of cum in you."

"I felt it," I said to Mike. His head was hanging next to mine and I licked the side of his neck, tasting his salty sweat. The rain was still falling, but just barely.

Mike pulled his cock out. It was still rock hard. I guess he wasn't lying when he said he was horny. I felt some of Mike's cum dripping out of my asshole.

Mike rolled over onto the grass next to me. We both were quite for a minute or two as we caught our breath. I wished I had someone there to take a picture. The two of us were in great physical shape, Mike much greater, but I wasn't a slob. We were young. It was the kind of picture I would have liked to look at when I was much older.

"Hey," Mike said. "I was serious about finding a third this week. I want to watch you fuck someone again."

"I'm game." I told him.

"We'll find a real slut for you to fuck around with." Mike laughed. He grabbed my dick. "Or I could let you fuck around with me if you want."

"Let's get someone else. I like showing you off." I said. The only times I had enjoyed fucking Mike were the few times that he made me do it. When he literally ordered me to fuck his ass. I didn't like being on top with him, whether I was fucking or getting fucked. It just worked better when he was in control.

"Let's take a shower."  he said.

With that, we both got up and moved inside toward the shower. We had one night alone in the cabin, and we were not going to waste a minute of it.

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Thanks for reading guys. Hope you liked it. Charlie - cosmic709@yahoo.com.