Basketball Jock and Prof, Part 17

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Basketball Jock and Prof, Part 17
Cosmic Charlie - cosmic709@yahoo.com
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During basketball season, it was rare for Mike and I to be able to spend more than a few hours together. We both had a slow weekend, and we were looking forward to spending some time together. He drove out to my house on Friday night after meeting some friends at the bar, and we had spent most of the evening fucking in every room of my house. Mike had a game on Saturday night, when I was going to spend some time with a friend, but otherwise, we had most of the weekend together.

On Saturday morning, we woke up late, and I was still in bed when I saw Mike pulling on his running gear.

"I gotta loosen up." he said as he stretched. I knew that he was nervous about the game.

"Give me ten minutes, I'll come with you." I said.

Running was the only athletic activity where Mike couldn't dominate me. He could match me mile for mile, but we were pretty even running partners. If anything, I had a little bit of an edge, though I never pushed it.

We took off from the house and ran down my driveway. Then we crossed over the river into a nature preserve that we both liked. The trails were a little rough, but the scenery was a lot nicer than the fields and rural roads that surrounded me.

Mike had been a little goofy since he drove out to my house the night before. I wasn't sure what was going on, but something seemed a little off. I hoped that the run would help him settle down. I had stopped trying to figure Mike out a while ago. It was hard to get into his head sometimes. The basketball team wasn't playing as well as it had the year before, and he felt responsible to some degree. His numbers were down, and so on. He kept it all to himself, but I knew that it bothered him.

We were halfway through our run, deep into the woods where we typically turned around, when Mike broke away and stepped off the path. "I gotta take a piss." he said.

I followed him a few yards into the brush. When I got closer, he already had his dick out. It was one of those moments when Mike goes from being just hot to being totally smoking. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt that was sweaty around the neck and under his pits. He had his shorts down and his cock, always thick and big, was hanging out. His foreskin covered the tip.

"You come to watch?" he asked as he started to piss. Then suddenly he cut off his stream. "Come here."

I moved over to him before I figured out what he wanted to do. He put one of his big paws onto my shoulder and started to push me to the ground.

"Come on, Mike," I said, "What are you doing."

Mike was wearing a wicked smile. "I want to mark my territory." he said.

I stiffened up. "Fuck no. Not out here in the open. Not like this."

"I said it would be like this." Mike said. "I said that I'd put you on your knees without warning. C'mon Prof, if you don't do this now, you'll never have the guts to do it. "

With one hand on my shoulder, Mike ran the fingers of his other hand over the head of his cock. Then he brought them up to my mouth. I could taste the salty piss and smell his dick slime. He shoved them deep into my mouth and used his other hand to pull me against his body. His sweaty smell washed over me and his body felt hot against my skin. He had me.

As soon as Mike started to feel me relax he pushed me to the ground. He had a big smile on his face, and he ran his fingers through my hair a few times. "I love you, you know." he said.

Before I had a chance to respond he put the tip of his dick against my mouth and let loose. A blast of piss filled my mouth. Mike cut off the flow just before I choked and coughed it all up. His piss tasted salty and a little bitter. Mostly it just tasted like water. I swallowed it down as I started to get into the scene.

"Wow. I didn't think you'd swallow it." Mike said.

I didn't say anything. I was so turned on by Mike at the moment. The way he sprung this whole thing on me and then pushed me to the ground was the reason I loved him. Also just the sight of his dick outside in a place where we could get caught drove me nuts. I pushed my face into his junk and sucked at his pubes. He tasted like sweat and smelled totally fresh.

Mike grabbed the shoulders of my t-shirt and pulled it up over my head. I kept my face buried in his crotch. Suddenly I felt his piss running down my back and into the crack of my ass. He pushed my face away from him and let go all over my face and the front of my body. I let some of it into my mouth, but mostly just let Mike shower me. As he emptied his bladder, his dick started to get hard.

Finally, he finished. "I'm so fucking hot now." Mike said. He grabbed his dick at the root and smacked it across my mouth. "Get on my cock, Prof. Fucking get me off."

I dove onto his dick and took him into my throat. In a situation like this, Mike could blow his load in seconds. I pulled off and sucked at the top few inches while I worked his shaft with my hand. With my other hand, I toyed with his balls. It was warm out and his nuts were hanging way down from his body. I yanked on them, stretching out his sack.

"Ah, fuck that feels good, Prof." Mike moaned more loudly than I was comfortable with. I just hoped that anyone running on the path had the volume on their music turned all the way up.

Mike pulled his dick out of my mouth and slapped it over my tongue a few times. "You want my cum, Prof?" he asked.

I tasted his sweet precum and wanted more. "Yes." I said.

"Beg for it." Mike said. "Beg for your man's cum."

"Please Mike," I said as I started to beg. As I asked him, begged him for his load, he continued to slide the head of his dick across my face, smacking me every so often with his dick.

He gripped onto the back of my head and shoved my face into his balls. I licked my way across his scrotum and then licked him behind his sack. I pigged out on Mike's nuts. His crotch was moist and hot and sweat was dripping off of my face. Everything felt wet and slimy against my skin. It wasn't long before I felt Mike’s fingers in my hair again. He pulled me out of his nuts and pointed his dick straight at my open mouth.

Mike shot a big load, especially considering how many times he had cum in the last twenty four hours. The first volley of semen shot right into my mouth. After that, he arched it up a little so that his cum splashed across my nose and cheeks. The guy fucking loved painting my face, and he moaned while he did it. I could smell the scent of his cum mixing with the bitter smell of piss, and my mouth was flooded with the flavor of Mike's load.

When he finished cumming, Mike rubbed the head of his cock across my nose and squeezed out the last few drops of cum. As I stood up he grabbed a hold of my torso and pulled me in for a kiss. He licked his own load off of my face and then spit it back into my mouth. He rubbed the rest of his cum into my neck and hair.

"You're going to be disgusting by the time we get home." Mike said. "I told you it would be hot."

I nodded as I caught my breath. The blowjob took more out of me than the two miles into the woods. "You were right." I said as we jogged back out onto the path.

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After the run Mike and I went our separate ways. He headed home to get ready for the game that night, and I graded some papers before getting ready for drinks and dinner with some of my friends. Though I attended pretty much every one of Mike's home games, I felt like I should spend some time with my friends before they sent out a search party to look for me.

The team won, which was good news for me. When Mike won, he came back to my place looking for a good fuck. He was usually aggressive and dominant after a win. When they lost, he usually wasn't up for sex at all. Sometimes, he was too down to even spend the night with me.

I expected Mike to text me to let me know he was heading out to the house. In the past, if I didn't respond, his texts got lewder and sexier until my cock couldn't stay away anymore, but he never texted that night. I stayed out with my friends until around 11 and then I drove home.

When I got back to the house, I pulled up and noticed Mike sitting on the front steps. He was wearing jeans and a nice white polo shirt. My heart sunk, because I figured something was wrong. My dog Gunnar was laying at his feet.

"Good game?" I said to him.

"Yep." he said. He fidgeted a little bit. Something was up.

I made my way over to him and moved to sit down on the step next to him.

"You stay standing." he said.

"Ok" I said.

Mike got down on his knees in front of me, and there was a ring in his hand. "Clint." he said, "I love you, and I want you to know that no matter what happens, I'll never leave again. I want to be with you for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?"

I was completely speechless. I hadn't even thought about marriage, not just with Mike but with anybody. Now, with him there in front of me, I knew it was right. All of this thinking was taking me time, and I saw that Mike was getting nervous.

"Yes, Yes, I'll marry you." I said.

I fell down onto my knees and into Mike's arms. He kissed me hard on the lips and pulled my body against his. I felt his fingers fumbling for my hand and then he slipped the ring, just a small gold band, onto my finger. The grass was cool and a little damp underneath my knees. It reminded me of the first time I was with Mike.

I pulled away, "You did it here, because this was our first time." I said.

"I fell in love with you that night." Mike said. "I didn't tell you, but when we did it out there under the pine tree, I totally fell in love with you."

I kissed him again. He was wearing cologne. Normally it would have been a turn off, but tonight it amped up his sexiness. His muscles were hard from his workout on the court and he smelled amazing. He was everything I had ever wanted in a man.

Mike handed me a box with another gold band in. He held out his hand and said, "I got two, like promise rings." I slipped the ring onto his finger.

"We match," I said.

Mike looked at our hands, "I didn't want you to feel like a chick." he said with a smile. He kissed me on the neck, and I felt his teeth scrape my skin. He was horny.

"Yeah?" I said, "Thanks."

Mike leaned in close. "I've got my dick for that."

Within seconds both of us had hard dicks. Mike's hand moved down into my crotch and pulled at the fly of my jeans. Soon, his fingers were inside of my pants, kneading the shaft of my cock.

"Do me here. Outside." I said.

"You want it hard? Like the first time." Mike said. His tongue was wrapped around the lobe of my ear, and his teeth were pressed against my skin. It wasn't really a question.

I pulled at his shirt and soon it was off of him. His tan chest gleamed under the porch light. His hands were at the waist of my pants and soon we were both standing outside naked.

There is something so incredibly hot about a man standing naked outdoors. Mike was an Adonis. His skin was glowing from the house light and the moon. His cock was hidden by shadows and his dark thatch of pubes. He had a gleam in his eye that told me he meant business. He turned from me and wandered out into the yard - out to our spot. I watched his ass bulge as he walked away and then followed.

When he got into the yard, right near the pine tree, he turned around. I dropped to my knees before he could ask and took his dick into my mouth. He had gone a little soft, but the head was coated with precum. As I nursed on his cock, he got rock hard again. Mike groaned a little bit as I worked him over, but was otherwise silent.

After a few minutes of blowing him, Mike bent down and pushed me onto the grass. He ran his tongue over my abs and across my chest. With one hand he held my arm up above my head and then dove into my armpit. I don't think he had ever done that to me before, and it felt amazing. He licked his way through my left pit and then did the same to my right. He grunted softly as he licked me. Soon, he moved his mouth to my nipple and bit down on it. I winced a little and he pulled away.

"You're fucking perfect, you know that?" Mike said.

"I was thinking the same thing." I said back.

"You get me so hard. Every time I'm with you, my dick is like granite." Mike said. He slapped his cock against my thigh to make his point. His fingers traced their way down my chest and into my pubes. He grabbed my cock. "You're hard too." he said.

He lowered his mouth onto my dick and it felt amazing. He could suck cock better than any other man I had been with, and I realized then that he was probably better than any other man I would be with. Mike actually enjoyed sucking dick and eating ass. It was a prelude to fucking which was pretty much his favorite activity.

I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair. I kneaded the back of his neck. His muscles were like ropes across his shoulders and neck. I massaged him right at his hair line. Every so often, the feeling of the massage would be too much for him and he would groan loudly with my dick in his mouth. He kept up the blowjob for a few minutes until he had me rock solid and as horny as I was going to get.

"Fuck you make me feel good." I said.

"Just wait." Mike said.

He lifted my legs a little bit and dove in for my asshole. His long tongue pressed against my hole and then slipped in. Mike stretched my ass out with his tongue. He was making noises now as he rimmed me. He worked over my hole for a few minutes before pulling his mouth away and spitting on me. He rubbed the spit into my ass and then spit again. Every so often, he would moan and start to eat my ass again. I was on my back, bucking my hips up and pushing my ass into his face. He had me hot as an inferno and I wanted his cock inside of me bad.

Mike removed his mouth. Then he twisted around on top of me. He dropped his ass down onto my face and then went back to work on my cock. I let my hands slide up over his thighs as I licked at his crack. His muscles were tight from squatting over me and his legs felt like stone. I let my hands slide over the sides of his torso and onto his lower back. Every inch of his body was hard to the touch. The guy was a fucking stud and he was all mine forever.

Mike pulled his mouth away from my cock. Soon, one of his fingers was pressing against my asshole. It was wet with spit and he pushed it into me. He curved it upward and let it slide across my prostate. I moaned and felt my cock jump.

"You want it?" Mike said. "You want my jock dick?"

"Oh God, Mike." I said, "Fill me with your load. Fuck your cum into me."

I felt a second finger on my asshole. Mike pushed it in and then started to play around with my hole, stretching it out and getting it ready for his dick. He leaned upward and pressed his ass into my face. At the same time he took hold of my dick and jerked on it hard.

"I'm never going to get sick of this." Mike said. Then he jumped off of me and stood up. "Flip over. I want to do you doggy style."

Before I turned I saw him in the moonlight. His chest was heaving - it seemed huge to me. His dick stood up in front of him. His body cut a wide profile. From my position on the ground, I felt like a kid confronted by a giant.

As soon as I flipped over he was on top of me. He brought his chest down against my back and slid his hands down my forearms. His hard dick pressed into the small of my back and I felt its hot length pulsing against my skin. Mike's tongue washed over my shoulder blades and then he bit down against the base of my neck. I winced a little and tensed up.

"Don't pretend you don't like it." he said.

He pulled his body away from me and lined his cock up with my ass. I was prepared for a rough entry. There was a lot of spit and precum to grease me up, but it wasn't going to be enough.

"You want it?" Mike asked.

"Fuck me hard. Like the first time." I said.

"Exactly what I was thinking." Mike said. He pushed forward, and the head of his cock pressed against my hole. There was a lot of pressure and then he slipped inside of me. The blast of pain caught me off guard. Before I could move, Mike was back on top of me. His ten inches of meat snaked into my guts as he brought the full weight of his body down against my back. His left hand grabbed onto mine. With his right hand he pulled my head back by the hair.

He kissed me hard on the lips. He was breathing heavily and his breath pushed into my lungs. We made out, sloppily kissing each other, for about thirty seconds as he worked his dick in and out of my asshole. Then he broke off the kiss and pushed my head back down.

"See that," he said in my ear. "That's the sexiest thing I've ever seen."

I looked down. The gold bands on our fingers were shining in the light. He was right. The sight nearly made me blow my load. I turned my head back to kiss him and he met me midway. We kissed for a minute, then Mike pulled away. He wasn't thrusting into my ass anymore, and I let my head hang down.

"I'm so horny I'm gonna blow. Give me a minute." he said.

For as long as we had been fucking, Mike had demonstrated an insane ability to control when he came. He could literally fuck me for an hour and then cum on command. It was some kind of porn-star trick that he had picked up at some point. This was the first time he'd ever wanted to slow down.

He rested his body against me, and I instinctively slipped down to the ground. I had the cold grass beneath me and Mike's heavy and hot body on top of me. When I laid down his cock moved inside of me and nearly set me off. Mike rested against me. His breath was warm against my skin. We stayed like that for a minute or two, the whole time his dick was throbbing inside of me.

Mike grabbed onto my hand and pulled it to his mouth. He kissed the finger that had the ring on it.

"You and me." he said.

"Forever." I said.

After another minute or so he began to hump me again. This time he moved more slowly, but his dick was deep, deep inside of me. As he fucked me, he twisted his hips which caused his cock to press into me in all direction. I was practically drooling from the insane pleasure he was causing me. Soon, his hands were moving underneath my chest. He pulled me back up to my hands and knees. Then he kissed me on the base of my neck. I knew that it was time to go.

Mike's fingers dug into my shoulders and he pushed himself all the way inside. His mouth was still on the back of my neck, but as he started to fuck me hard, he stopped kissing it and moved to nipping and biting. He dragged his teeth across my skin.

I twisted my legs and did my best to wrap my feet around his. I wanted as much contact between our bodies as I could get. Mike's hand slid off my shoulder and he ran it across my abs. I could feel his fingernails scrape against my skin and then he grabbed onto my cock.

He took my cock into his hand and started to jerk me off with the iron grip I was so used to. Mike loved to literally pull the cum out of my dick during these legendary reach arounds. As he pistoned in and out of me, his low hanging bull balls were swinging up against my legs and my own nuts. The overall effect was intense and I knew that I would cum soon.

"You ready, stud?" Mike asked. "Ready for my jock cum."

"Give it to me." I said.

"I"m gonna fill you so full. Shoot my guys deep inside of your tight ass, Prof." He said. His mouth was inches away from my ear.

"I'm there Mike." I moaned as I felt my dick swell in his hand. He moved his mouth forward and tried to find my mouth. I turned to meet him. As our lips touch, my cum erupted onto the grass. Each volley of semen caused my ass to clamp down on Mike's dick and pretty soon he was shooting too. I felt his hot load spreading out inside of me as he panted into my mouth.

Mike slammed into my hard, and I slid down onto the grass. His heavy body fell on top of me. He twisted his hips and ground his spasming cock into me. His hands moved all over my body, until I felt him relax.

We both lay still as we caught our breath. After thirty seconds or so, Mike rolled off of me. His cock was still half hard, and it hurt as he yanked it out. I turned onto my side and looked at him. His body was slick with sweat and cock was slimy with cum.

"Fuck." he said.

We both laughed a little.

"And I get to do that for the rest of my life?" Mike asked.

"We might have to slow down a little." I said. My knees were scratched up and I had grass stains all over my body.

I put my head down onto his chest and looked up at the stars. The night was cool, and it only took about a minute until we both noticed that we were freezing cold. But that minute was one of the best of my life.