by P W Steele
"Yes, yes,” Andy panted desperately. This was exactly what he wanted. He wanted to be with Jack, and by the looks of things, and still unclear as to why exactly, Jack wanted to be with him too.
Slowly, knowingly, Jack wrapped both hands around the base of Andy’s shaft and in one smooth swoop, expertly swallowed Andy’s cock down to where his hands wrapped around the base. Andy let out a deep, guttural moan. “Fuuuuuck, that feels so good,” he said as he threw his head back, surrendering to the warm, wet pleasure of Jack's mouth.
Jack masterfully adjusted to Andy’s size, sliding up and down his cock to warm up his throat and keep his gag reflex in check. Andy looked down and could see Jack’s back and shoulder muscles, tensing and releasing as he feasted on Andy’s cock. The sight drove him wild.
He felt the unmistakable release of a rush of pre-cum escape out of this cock slit. Jack’s throat clenched and he tilted his head back as he lifted up off Andy’s cock. Sticking his tongue out, he pressed Andy's cock head firmly and squeezed out a few drops of pre-cum onto his tongue.
He held his tongue out, covered in a thin coating of pearly white droplets, as he turned his head upwards and looked Andy directly in the eyes. He stuck his tongue back into his mouth. He closed his eyes as he swished the pre-cum in his mouth, savouring Andy's taste. He smacked his lips loudly, the look on his face was one of pure ecstasy.
Andy reached down to kiss Jack, but Jack blocked his lips with his fingers. “You taste so good. I want more,” he said hungrily, looking at Andy’s cock.
“Okay,” Andy muttered as he settled back further into the bench. In a way, having to wait to kiss Jack turned him on even more. The anticipation welled up in his balls. “I’m getting close though.”
“Good,” Jack beamed. “I want to make you cum Andy.”
He dropped his mouth over Andy’s thick, inflamed, almost-purple cock head. His tongue expertly flicked Andy’s sensitive head from all different angles. That was another sensation Andy had never experienced before. It unleashed wild bursts of pleasure all over his body. He placed his hands on Jack's broad shoulders. They were strong, capable shoulders and it brought him closer and closer to the brink.
Andy closed his eyes and felt his balls start to tighten. It was a familiar sensation, the first steps in a march towards the ultimate surrender of pleasure. This time though, the feeling had a deeper intensity to it. It was as if a burning longing that had been buried deep inside him had been awakened and was crying out to be released.
“I want you to cum all over me," Jack whispered in a hushed, urgent tone.
“But Jack,” Andy said, mustering his last strands of resistance. “This is kinda embarrassing to admit...but I, uh, I tend to cum a lot.”
Jack’s eyes lit up and he leaned in even closer. Andy bent forward to meet him halfway. Mere inches separated their faces. Jack grabbed the back of Andy’s neck and smashed his lips into Andy’s. The sweet, softness of Jack’s lips unleashed a guttural groan from deep inside Andy.
He opened his mouth and surrendered to Jack’s tongue, driving in wildly, pulsating around the insides of his mouth so passionately it took Andy a moment or two to regain his composure. Jack was still on his knees, writhing around at the pleasure he was getting from Andy too, as Andy grabbed the back of his head and kissed him back with such an intensity that it sent ripples of heat all over his body.
With their tongues battling in a quest to bury themselves deeper and deeper inside of each other, Jack began to stroke Andy’s saliva slicked cock.
Jack pulled his face away from Andy and studied his eyes. “Can I trust you?” he asked, with a vulnerability that made Andy melt.
“Of course,” he replied. He wiped the side of Jack’s face tenderly.
"I don't usually say this, but Andy...I am so into that," Jack whispered strongly, his gaze never leaving Andy's face. “You have no idea how much I love cum. How much I want it.”
Jack bit down hard and clenched his jaw. He had just revealed something incredibly intimate to Andy, a guy he barely even knew. He had no idea what made him do that, but he knew it felt right. Despite his reputation, he was an incredibly private person and his love of cum was one of the most personal things he rarely shared with anyone.
Andy picked up on the slight hesitation in Jack’s voice. He saw a vulnerability in him which was strangely reassuring. The last thing Andy wanted to do was to make Jack feel like he was being judged simply for what he liked. He was done second guessing himself. If that's what Jack wanted, then that's what Jack would get.
“You sure?” he asked one final time for good measure..
Jack began stroking Andy’s cock, gradually building up the pace and the pressure. “I’m sure,” he said. “This is what I want Andy.”
The words set off a warm explosion in Andy’s chest. He nodded and closed his eyes as he felt Jack’s mouth returning to his cock.
There was an urgency to Jack’s rhythm now. His pace was getting faster and he was rubbing Andy’s cock with a much firmer pressure than before. He was a man on a mission.
Andy’s breathing sped up and he could feel the sensation building up in him again. He started to nod his head, his torso lifting up and down matching Jack's ever quickening pace. “Okay,” he moaned, “I’m getting close.”
Jack furiously sped up, his mouth enclosing Andy’s cock, applying a vacuum seal pressure which felt out of this world. He stopped sucking and masterfully stroked the entire, impressive length of Andy’s cock with both hands.
Andy’s hips bucked and he thrust forward. Jack positioned himself directly in front of Andy’s cock. Andy looked down at Jack's beautiful face, eager and hungry to see the release shoot from his cock. That thought sent him over the edge and he exploded.
A massive rope of cum shot out from his cock and splattered across Jack’s right check, eyebrow and forehead. In quick succession, the next two ropes spurted out of his cock with such velocity that they missed Jack completely and landed on the floor a few feet away.
Jack quickly repositioned himself, “I don’t want to miss…” Before he could finish speaking, a thick rope of cum landed on his lips and in his mouth. Jack’s head fell backwards, slightly surprised that so much cum was continuing to pour out of Andy’s cock, and at such a quick pace. He wasn’t kidding, he really did cum a lot.
Andy aimed the next two or three ropes into Jack’s open and willing mouth. He then redirected his cock and began firing his massive load all over every part of Jack’s beautiful face. Gob after gob of thick, warm cum hit Jack’s face, drenching his cheeks, his nose, his forehead, his neck, even his shoulders with Andy’s semen. Some cum had even made its way down his body and landed on his jockstrap, covering the black bulge in white streaks.
When Andy was finally done, some sixteen streams of semen later, he looked down at Jack. There was hardly a spot on him that wasn't covered in his cum. Jack was entirely drenched.
“You okay?” Andy asked nervously.
Jack slowly looked up at Andy and glared at him. A cold shiver swept through Andy. Had he gone too far? Andy cringed, hoping he hadn’t just ruined the hottest sexual encounter of his life.
A satisfied smile swept across Jack’s face. He ran his fingers over his shoulder and scooped up some of the cum that had landed there. He ran it over his lips as he looked up at Andy, his eyes ablaze.
“I fucking loved it,” he said, in between licking his fingers. “You are beyond amazing, Andy.”
A wave of relieved satisfaction swept over Andy. He wanted nothing more than to meld his body into Jack's and stay close to him forever.
Jack reached around and wiped his face clean with the small towel he had brought in with him. As he got up, he reached out, his hands cupping into Andy's and lifted him up as well. They both stood up, facing each other.
Neither one of them knew what to say. Andy tilted his head and leaned in to kiss Jack. His lips met Jack’s pink lips and he pressed in, tasting the saltiness of his cum in Jack’
s mouth, the texture thick and gooey.
Holding onto Jack’s built arms, Andy pulled away and took a good hard look at the man who had brought him so much pleasure. “That was incredible, thank you,” Jack said, as he ran his fingers through Andy's hair.
“No, thank you Jack. You’re amazing. I’ve never experienced anything like that before.”
The words warmed Jack’s chest. He drew Andy in for a hug, pulling him in as close as he could. He closed his eyes. It felt good to be held by Andy. Their bodies pressed together. For a moment, the world stopped and there was only this. Andy’s heart was pounding in his chest, and he was happy to feel Jack’s heart was beating fast too.
Chapter 13 - Are You In?
“I liked that you kissed me. It surprised me, actually.”
“It did, why?” Andy turned to face Jack who was sitting in his passenger seat.
It was the day after his free gym trial had ended. Andy had pulled up in the gym parking lot with some paperwork to hand in. As his mind raced with thoughts about just how much had happened in the preceding seven days, a gentle tap on the passenger side window startled him. It was Jack. He let him in and they began talking, the privacy of the car allowing them to talk openly.
“Yeah,” Jack replied. I’ve never had a guy who’s cum on me kiss me like that before. Most guys are usually a little freaked out actually.”
A knowing smile parted Andy’s lips. “Tell me about it. Most guys, even when they say they want it, freak out when I cum on them. Even though I warned them, just like I warned you.”
“I gotta admit, I kind of thought you might be exaggerating a bit,” Jack said with a chuckle. “You’re full of surprises Andy.”
“What do you mean?” Andy wasn’t sure whether Jack’s observation was a half-compliment or a half-insult.
“I don’t know,” Jack said, turning away and suddenly looking a little awkward. “I wouldn’t say I thought you were, I don’t know, innocent, but I definitely underestimated you.”
“You shouldn't judge a book by it’s cover,” Andy said, quoting words he’d heard his parents say countless times growing up.
“That’s true,” Jack said with a nod.
“Besides, if you knew the thoughts that were racing through my mind when I first saw you in the locker room, you would not think I was innocent at all.”
Jack let out a rich laugh. “Tell me, what did you think?”
Andy reached out and cupped Jack’s cheek in his palm. “Well, I first only saw your back, so I was pretty impressed by your body. It’s obviously amazing. But then…” Andy paused for a second.
“Then what?” Jack asked, his eyes widening.
“Then you turned around and I looked into your eyes, and I, I felt something. Something... more, you know?”
Jack nodded his head gently. “I felt something too,” he said softly. Andy wanted to draw Jack in, press his lips against his, but instead, he pulled away, leaning back into his seat.
“Is that why you shamelessly tortured me wearing that red thong when I came back into the locker room?” Andy asked with a wide grin.
A blush warmed Jack’s cheeks. “Force of habit,” he said. “I like getting the attention...I liked getting your attention.”
“Oh, you definitely got my attention. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you all week.”
“Same here.”
“Really?” Andy’s voice was about an octave higher than he wanted it to be.
“Yeah of course. You’ve really impressed me Andy,” Jack continued, turning to Andy, his eyes flashing with an excited spark. “I’ve been watching you Andy. You came here with a goal in mind and you’re working on it. You fainted in the sauna, yet you came right back the next day…”
“God, when are we officially going to stop talking about that?” Andy moaned with an exasperated smile.
“You took your shirt off for a progress pic,” Jack continued, lowering his voice as he studied Andy’s face. “I could tell that was a big deal for you.” Andy looked down. Jack was able to read him so well.
“And then what happened in the sauna, between us.”
‘What about that?” Andy asked, looking up at Jack.
Jack’s eyes stared intently at Andy. “That was....incredible. Andy, I’ve never...I mean, I don’t normally….I don’t talk to people like that, you know? But there’s something about you that made me open up in a way I never have before. I trust you Andy.”
Jack adjusted himself in the seat and turned to face Andy directly, “What happened the other day between us, that was special to me.”
“It was special to me too,” Andy said as he leaned over and gently took Jack’s hand in his.
“You’re special Andy,” he said softly. “This feels special. Like something...more than just a casual thing”
“I feel it too Jack,” Andy whispered back.
Jack’s eyes scanned Andy’s face. “I have issues, Andy. Baggage and lots of it. I don’t want to fuck things up.” The look of vulnerability on his face tore at Andy. He wanted nothing more than to reach out and cradle Jack in his arms.
“Who doesn’t have baggage Jack?’ he asked reassuringly. “I’ve got my stuff, you have yours.”
Jack fell back into his seat and rested his head against the headrest. Andy was right. His words were soothing.
“Let’s just take it one step at a time,” Andy continued. “And when we get to your crazy, or my crazy, we’ll just figure it out then, okay?”
Jack turned and his eyes met Andy’s. God, he was so beautiful. So hopeful. So innocent. He so badly wanted to believe Andy. That they would be able to be there for each other. Maybe he would be? Maybe he was the guy he could finally open up to, reveal all of himself to?
“What about the others?” Andy asked, biting down hard on his lip. Jack’s face was blank. “Scotty?…”
“This is what I mean. Baggage,” Jack said with a heavy sigh.
“I just don’t want to be a problem for you, that’s all.” Andy continued biting down on his lower lip.
“You’re not,” Jack said forcefully. “I like you Andy, and I hope you like me. The real me.”
Andy smiled and nodded, I do Jack, I really do.”
A loud ringing sound interrupted them. “Oh shit,” Jack patted his hand around in his shorts and pulled out his phone. He quickly turned the alarm off. “I’ve got a client in five,” he explained with a pained look.
Andy reached out and gently pulled Jack’s head in towards his, their foreheads touching. “Are we good?’ he asked with a smile.
Jack’s chest filled with a warm, safe feeling that had been missing from his life for too long. He stared into Andy’s hazel eyes and smiled back. ‘Yeah, we’re good.” He brushed his lips softly against Andy’s.
“One more thing…” Jack said as he glanced down at the papers in Andy’s lap. “Your free trial has ended. Are you in?”
Andy looked into Jack’s deep blue eyes, wishing the moment could last forever, not wanting to break the connection he felt with words. Finally he said, “Yeah, I’m in.”
A dazzling smile broke out across Jack’s face as Andy handed him the paperwork. “Sign me up.”
“Done and done,” Jack said, unable to take the smile off his move. “I gotta go.”
He grabbed the papers, turned to open the door and got out, making his way to the front entrance. Andy watched Jack, reminded of the first time he had seen him, dripping wet and naked in the locker room. From that first moment, even only seeing him from the back, he felt something within him.
Despite his determined efforts, his thoughts kept coming back to one word. Love. But it was too soon for that...or was it?
He turned the ignition on as Jack disappeared into the gym. Andy pulled out of the parking lot and drove away. The neon blue AMAZING FITNESS sign above the gym entrance reflected brightly in his rear view mirror. He looked at the reflection and smiled.
For the first time in his life, he really d
id feel amazing. And fit.
From P.W. Steele
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