If you are under eighteen or find explicit sexual references offensive such as male to male sexuality read no further. This story is a true, or at least as true as I remember it, its been a few years. It sounds like its made up, but when you are 17 and horny anything can happen.
Hockey Trip
I have played hockey for most of my life and can't live without it. I dream of playing all the time, even still to this day. My only problem is that I tend to dream about the guys on my team. I love to shower after we get off the ice. The cold temperature in the arena seems to make certain parts shrink a bit but when they hit that hot shower its like a desert after a good rain. Dicks growing back to normal length are such a turn on for me. I mean I know I will never really get to see these hunks with a good rod so I take my little shows when I can.
If you haven't guessed, I am gay. I have never in my life been curious about girls. I tried to date them, hell I even tried to have sex with one, figuring that it would cure me and I would find out that dicks are not for me. Well it didn't work. I am presently 26 and "out" to most everyone. This story takes place when I was 17 away on a hockey trip. At that time I was well into the closet and happy, but when you are in the closet its hard to find others like you.
We were told that we were going to Chicago for a tournament over Thanksgiving weekend. I was pretty excited, I like to travel and Chicago had to be better than Detroit. I was a goalie. I had a pretty good crush on a defanceman on my team. I had a suspicion that he was gay but never could act on it to find out. Well it just happened that his parents couldn't make the trip so they asked mine if he could travel with us. I was so happy to have him stay with us. I knew that he and I would share a bed, but on the other hand I didn't want to have to be so close to someone I couldn't have.
We played our first game and won. I got beat up a little and I was a bit sore so I told him I was going to go to the pool and relax in the pool for a while, and asked him if he wanted to come with me. Well after a few hours of swimming and then going out to dinner I was tired and needed to go to bed.
I woke up at 3 am with him next to me in the bed. My parents were in the bed right next to us. Not a problem, except for the fact that I was horny as hell and my dick would have made a diamond seem soft. I needed to get off and bad. I started jerking my 8" dick very softly, I figured I could blow my wad in my underwear and just clean it up in the morning. Now I know Jim was asleep, I could hear his steady breathing.
After a few minutes of gentle strokes I knew it wasn't what I wanted. I wanted a dick in my hand, just not mine. I slowly slid my hand over and touched his stomach lightly to see how he would react. Nothing! I got a little braver and rubbed his stomach a little. I figured that if I woke him up he would just figure I was sub-consciously doing it in my sleep. Still no reaction. Well I got brave and went for his dick. I slowly caressed it through his nylon running shorts. He was about 5.5" hard. I couldn't believe it, I was rubbing my friends hard dick while stroking mine in a bed right next to my parents.
He stirred a little and I just kept my hand right where it was, he didn't wake up though. Feeling a little braver I started rubbing it harder. Well my luck ran out, he woke up!!!! I was busted. There was no way out of it. He knew I was stroking his cock. All I could think of was him telling everyone I was a fag. Then I realized the worst part. MY PARENTS. He was going to scream and then I was done. My dad would kill me, my mom would cry and both of them would dis-own me. I was screwed.
Jim grabbed my hand. I was expecting him to almost brake my wrist. Instead he put my hand in his shorts, and reached over and took a hold of my now soft dick. He didn't say anything, he just made a noise that sounded like a soft moan. I got hard instantly. We laid there jacking each other softly. I was hornier than ever. I had a dick in my hand and a hand on my dick. I got braver. I wanted to taste him. Yeah it sounds unbelievable but I wanted to suck him off. I put my head under the covers and went for it. I took him in my mouth and tasted his dick. He was 16 at the time and his dick was smooth as velvet with soft curly hairs. I put his balls in my mouth, they were the size of a large walnut, but moving rapidly up to the base of his hard cock. I knew it was probably his first blow job and I wanted to make it good.
His dick was dripping wet and I savored the flavor, teasing his head with my tongue. Jim was squirming and making little noises. I swallowed him. In one lung I took him all the way in and sucked like there was no tomorrow. After about 30 seconds he shot. He didn't shoot a lot but it was a sweet as honey to me. I love the taste if a young man.
With his cum in my mouth and his hand on my dick I shot my load all over him from his knee to his chest he was covered with my seed. We laid both breathing heavily for a few minutes before I came out from under the covers. I didn't know what to expect. I looked at him and all he did was say "Thanks, I've wanted to do that for a while now". With that we went back to sleep.
We didn't win the tournament but it was the best trip I ever went on with my parents. Jim and I did get together a few more times after that but it was just to get off. Not that I am complaining but we just weren't ment for anything more, but the sex got a lot better.
This was only my second story so any comments or suggestions are always welcome and appreciated. Email me at: Mi26gwm@aol.com with the subject story.