STRAPPIN' DAY

by Todd - tfiler@hotmail.com

Yesterday I was walking down the street to get a cup of coffee at the corner shop. I noticed this guy in shorts and a tank top, obviously just heading home from the gym. As he turned the corner I could see the top strap of his jock strap sticking slightly above his shorts – I felt myself beginning to swell just thinking about seeing him in his jock strap and rubbing it across my face. I grabbed my coffee and decided to follow him for a while – in retrospect it was a great decision.

I stayed about ½ block away but close enough to still fantasize about that jock in my face. I could almost feel the mesh rubbing and feeling him get hard against me when I realized I had picked up the pace abit and was quite close to him. He turned and looked at me, smiled with an innocent hello and turned around again but not before he obviously checked out my nylon shorts and the bulge in cup below. As he continued walking I just got hornier – he turned to walk into a building then paused and decided to keep on walking. I noticed him adjust himself abit – I almost creamed right there, my now rock hard 9” cock pressing hard against my own jockstrap.

I started breathing even harder when he turned to walk through a deserted old warehouse – He would certainly know I was following if I took the same route but I decided it was well worth the chance. As he walked into the open building – mainly just the structure – the doors and windows long since smashed out, he slowed down a bit and walked over to the only doorway leading to the back part of the building, which was a large open area with cement floors and some large stones with vines growing over them. I tried to figure out whether I should stop as well, walk past him or just turn around – I decided to play it cool and walk past him, the doorway was not large and as I did I brushed up against his shorts with my hand (quite by accident of course). He responded by slightly pushing his crotch toward me as I did.

It was an incredibly warm day and where the stones were the roof had fallen in years ago and there was this incredible warm light shinning through, I went over and sat on one of flatter stones and faced him, he looked over with his dark brown eyes and stubbled face – The way he was standing there I could see clearly the outline of his cup bulging with excitement. He slowly walked over, didn’t say a work but stood in front of me with his crotch so close to my face I could smell it. He pulled off his tank top to reveal the most incredible chest, shaved and smooth – what a great contrast to his face. I leaned forward just enough to have his shorts brush over my face – I wanted so much to rip them down right then but wanted to savor the moment. He gently pushed his crotch harder onto my face and I reached around to grab his ass, It was so tight and amazing, I could feel the straps going up each side of his cheeks and moved him towards me like I wanted to devour him. I could stand it no longer and pulled his shorts down, he moved back a bit and stepped out his shorts, spread his legs out and motioned for me to come over to him, I dutifully got down on my knees in front of him, he grabbed the back of my head and rubbed my face into his crotch, the jockstrap rubbing against my mouth and face, I could smell the gym still on him. I put my mouth over his hard cock and started to adjust him from the straining down position of his throbbing knob over to the right side, all the time with my hands behind my back. The head of cock starting coming out of the side so I put my mouth over it, sucking in his precum and tasting his beautiful tool. I slid his cock back into the strap with my tongue now pointing up, I starting sucking him through his jock – what a great taste. I kept going until I could feel him tensing up, then I stopped suddenly and moved my attention to his balls, taking them into my mouth, the mesh felt wonderful as I licked further and further back until my tongue was touching the flesh of his ass, wrapping my tongue from his hole back and slightly under his jock strap until I could feel his balls and with my tongue – I continued this for a while until his moaning was exciting me so much I had to go back to his manhood. His jockstrap was now completely saturated with my saliva and his precum I continued to stroke his cock with my mouth – I knew he was close – I put my mouth over the end of his cock and reached around to grab his balls and feel the strap around his ass – at that moment he shot his load into his jockstrap – he kept spurting cum as I tried to suck as much as I could through the cloth. As he slowed he stepped back again, took his jock strap off and motioned for me to stand, never saying a word. I stood, he pulled my shorts down then my own jockstrap which released my now sore from throbbing cock. He got down on his knees in front of me and began to put his jockstrap on me, still soaking with cum. As he slid the strap up behind my ass and over the top of my cock I really thought I was going to shoot right there – he then walked behind me and grabbed my cock from behind – I could feel his own dick started to push up again, this time right towards my own hole. As I moved my ass back he pushed harder, reached around and wetted his hand with his spunk and lubed up his now hard cock – he moved me back onto him slowly and until I was begging for the whole thing – as he fucked me he was rubbing my cock in rhythm to his movements I was fighting cumming until I felt start to tense – he shot deep inside me with I swear as much as he had just cum I was shooting my load into his jockstrap at the same time. As we both slowed we collapsed onto the ground in pure ecstasy, he stayed inside me, I didn’t want him to leave my ass. Eventually he pulled out slowly and we both were sorry to feel the end but so happy for the feeling. He pulled his jockstrap off and rubbed our jocks together until they were equally as saturated – he then put his back on me and pulled my shorts back on, I sat back down and watched him pull my wet jockstrap on and got hard all over again. He pulled his shorts on, picked up his shirt, walked over and grabbed my cock one last time before turning and walking off – I sat and watched him walk off, now with my strap just showing above his shorts – I stayed on that rock for a while longer having the greatest wank of my life.

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