Roommate for the summer

[Jockboy69]

Here’s a little story with visual aids

My roommate was taking off for the summer and he wondered if his cousin Dean from the East Coast could sublet his space and I agreed. I practically creamed in my pants when I met him. He was a compact stud and hairy, although he did trim most of his body hair. His short cropped chest hair only accentuated his juicy quarter-sized nipples. His pubes were also trimmed which made his junk look huge (I discovered that he was not only a shower but a grower as well).



Dean would get up early to go running. Little did he know that i watched his morning ritual. He got up around 6 am sporting a morning woody (he slept in the nude like me). He’d pull on his jockstrap and stuff his manhood into the pouch. His jockstrap framed his bubble butt beautifully. When he pulled on his short shorts, it only made his ass look more enticing to be hidden by the thin material. He also wore a tight tanktop that emphasized his muscular torso and perky nipples. Although you’d think I’d jack off fantasizing about Dean while he out running, I’d reluctantly hold back because the best was yet to come. He’d come back from his run all sweaty and peal off his soaked workout gear and leave it on the floor. He always left his sweaty jock on the top of the pile. While he was showering, I’d rush over and grab his jock and head back to my bed. I raised his jock to my face and deeply inhaled his musky manscent while I stroked my leaking cock. It didn’t take me long to shoot all over my abs. I would quickly scoop up my cum, eat it to hide the evidence, return his jock to the pile of sweaty workout gear and hope back into bed before he returned from his shower.



One day, while he was out running, I got up out of bed to take a piss. As I got out of bed, Dean returned. I was standing there with my morning woody and he was standing there topless. His body was coated with a thin sheen of sweat—I tried very hard not to pop a bigger boner. We chatted a bit as he removed his shoes, socks and finally his shorts. He stood there in a maroon jockstrap. I told him that I was going to the bathroom to pee then he could have it. He told me not to worry. He said that he had to take care of some business as he reached into his jock and grabbed his junk. He asked me if I’d like to stay and help him out. He didn’t have to ask twice. I went up to him and he pulled me in. Our tongues met as he kissed me deeply. I ran my hands down his muscular back and cupped his bubble butt. He ground his crotch into my leaking cock. After a few minutes, he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down onto my knees. On my way down, I ran my tongue over his body savoring the saltiness of his sweat. As I got closer to his pouch, the manly aroma of his crotch became stronger. I buried my face in his crotch, licking his hardening manhood through his jock pouch. My own cock was leaking profusely all over his food.

He repositioned himself getting on all fours on his bed. His jock-framed ass was right in front of my face inviting me in to taste. I spread his cheeks and began rimming his ass. His moans of pleasure made me dig deeper into his hole with my tongue. Somehow he produced a bottle of lube and begged me to fuck him. I was happy to oblige. i lubed up his hole with one finger then two. After loosening up his hole, I lubed up my cock and pushed in. God it felt so good to feel his tight manpussy wrapped around my stiff hard on. I pumped in and out of him slowly because I didn’t’ want to cum too soon. After a while, he pushed me away and flipped over onto his back. He put his legs over my shoulders and pulled me in. I fucked him deeply causing he to moan loudly. It didn’t take long before he orgasmed. He was still wearing his jock and ejaculated into the pouch soaking the material with gobs of white jizz. I felt his ass spasm causing me to shoot deep into his man hole. I collapsed onto him panting. The room smelled of mansex: sweat and cum.

We fucked often that summer. I was sorry to see him leave but made plans to visit him in his place on the East Coast.

 

[SwimmerJock]

savoring the

Here’s a little story with visual aids

My roommate was taking off for the summer and he wondered if his cousin Dean from the East Coast could sublet his space and I agreed. I practically creamed in my pants when I met him. He was a compact stud and hairy, although he did trim most of his body hair. His short cropped chest hair only accentuated his juicy quarter-sized nipples. His pubes were also trimmed which made his junk look huge (I discovered that he was not only a shower but a grower as well).



Dean would get up early to go running. Little did he know that i watched his morning ritual. He got up around 6 am sporting a morning woody (he slept in the nude like me). He’d pull on his jockstrap and stuff his manhood into the pouch. His jockstrap framed his bubble butt beautifully. When he pulled on his short shorts, it only made his ass look more enticing to be hidden by the thin material. He also wore a tight tanktop that emphasized his muscular torso and perky nipples. Although you’d think I’d jack off fantasizing about Dean while he out running, I’d reluctantly hold back because the best was yet to come. He’d come back from his run all sweaty and peal off his soaked workout gear and leave it on the floor. He always left his sweaty jock on the top of the pile. While he was showering, I’d rush over and grab his jock and head back to my bed. I raised his jock to my face and deeply inhaled his musky manscent while I stroked my leaking cock. It didn’t take me long to shoot all over my abs. I would quickly scoop up my cum, eat it to hide the evidence, return his jock to the pile of sweaty workout gear and hope back into bed before he returned from his shower.



One day, while he was out running, I got up out of bed to take a piss. As I got out of bed, Dean returned. I was standing there with my morning woody and he was standing there topless. His body was coated with a thin sheen of sweat—I tried very hard not to pop a bigger boner. We chatted a bit as he removed his shoes, socks and finally his shorts. He stood there in a maroon jockstrap. I told him that I was going to the bathroom to pee then he could have it. He told me not to worry. He said that he had to take care of some business as he reached into his jock and grabbed his junk. He asked me if I’d like to stay and help him out. He didn’t have to ask twice. I went up to him and he pulled me in. Our tongues met as he kissed me deeply. I ran my hands down his muscular back and cupped his bubble butt. He ground his crotch into my leaking cock. After a few minutes, he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down onto my knees. On my way down, I ran my tongue over his body savoring the saltiness of his sweat. As I got closer to his pouch, the manly aroma of his crotch became stronger. I buried my face in his crotch, licking his hardening manhood through his jock pouch. My own cock was leaking profusely all over his food.

He repositioned himself getting on all fours on his bed. His jock-framed ass was right in front of my face inviting me in to taste. I spread his cheeks and began rimming his ass. His moans of pleasure made me dig deeper into his hole with my tongue. Somehow he produced a bottle of lube and begged me to fuck him. I was happy to oblige. i lubed up his hole with one finger then two. After loosening up his hole, I lubed up my cock and pushed in. God it felt so good to feel his tight manpussy wrapped around my stiff hard on. I pumped in and out of him slowly because I didn’t’ want to cum too soon. After a while, he pushed me away and flipped over onto his back. He put his legs over my shoulders and pulled me in. I fucked him deeply causing he to moan loudly. It didn’t take long before he orgasmed. He was still wearing his jock and ejaculated into the pouch soaking the material with gobs of white jizz. I felt his ass spasm causing me to shoot deep into his man hole. I collapsed onto him panting. The room smelled of mansex: sweat and cum.

We fucked often that summer. I was sorry to see him leave but made plans to visit him in his place on the East Coast.

What a nutt-busting summer THAT was ? Brings to mind some interesting summer experiences I’ve shared with some other jock-buddies. There’s a strong non-verbal connection between lots of fellow jock strappers, specially when one or both of you/us come down (and strip down) from a vigorous workout. Add some spontaneous morning wood, a little pride in not trying to hide a contagious boner that speaks (and begs) for itself, and the natural urges can’t be tamed….and why not enjoy the moment(s) ? The best way to relieve/release tension, and continue the day with a smile !

 

[Redsucked02]

Here’s a little story with visual aids

My roommate was taking off for the summer and he wondered if his cousin Dean from the East Coast could sublet his space and I agreed. I practically creamed in my pants when I met him. He was a compact stud and hairy, although he did trim most of his body hair. His short cropped chest hair only accentuated his juicy quarter-sized nipples. His pubes were also trimmed which made his junk look huge (I discovered that he was not only a shower but a grower as well).



Dean would get up early to go running. Little did he know that i watched his morning ritual. He got up around 6 am sporting a morning woody (he slept in the nude like me). He’d pull on his jockstrap and stuff his manhood into the pouch. His jockstrap framed his bubble butt beautifully. When he pulled on his short shorts, it only made his ass look more enticing to be hidden by the thin material. He also wore a tight tanktop that emphasized his muscular torso and perky nipples. Although you’d think I’d jack off fantasizing about Dean while he out running, I’d reluctantly hold back because the best was yet to come. He’d come back from his run all sweaty and peal off his soaked workout gear and leave it on the floor. He always left his sweaty jock on the top of the pile. While he was showering, I’d rush over and grab his jock and head back to my bed. I raised his jock to my face and deeply inhaled his musky manscent while I stroked my leaking cock. It didn’t take me long to shoot all over my abs. I would quickly scoop up my cum, eat it to hide the evidence, return his jock to the pile of sweaty workout gear and hope back into bed before he returned from his shower.



One day, while he was out running, I got up out of bed to take a piss. As I got out of bed, Dean returned. I was standing there with my morning woody and he was standing there topless. His body was coated with a thin sheen of sweat—I tried very hard not to pop a bigger boner. We chatted a bit as he removed his shoes, socks and finally his shorts. He stood there in a maroon jockstrap. I told him that I was going to the bathroom to pee then he could have it. He told me not to worry. He said that he had to take care of some business as he reached into his jock and grabbed his junk. He asked me if I’d like to stay and help him out. He didn’t have to ask twice. I went up to him and he pulled me in. Our tongues met as he kissed me deeply. I ran my hands down his muscular back and cupped his bubble butt. He ground his crotch into my leaking cock. After a few minutes, he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down onto my knees. On my way down, I ran my tongue over his body savoring the saltiness of his sweat. As I got closer to his pouch, the manly aroma of his crotch became stronger. I buried my face in his crotch, licking his hardening manhood through his jock pouch. My own cock was leaking profusely all over his food.

He repositioned himself getting on all fours on his bed. His jock-framed ass was right in front of my face inviting me in to taste. I spread his cheeks and began rimming his ass. His moans of pleasure made me dig deeper into his hole with my tongue. Somehow he produced a bottle of lube and begged me to fuck him. I was happy to oblige. i lubed up his hole with one finger then two. After loosening up his hole, I lubed up my cock and pushed in. God it felt so good to feel his tight manpussy wrapped around my stiff hard on. I pumped in and out of him slowly because I didn’t’ want to cum too soon. After a while, he pushed me away and flipped over onto his back. He put his legs over my shoulders and pulled me in. I fucked him deeply causing he to moan loudly. It didn’t take long before he orgasmed. He was still wearing his jock and ejaculated into the pouch soaking the material with gobs of white jizz. I felt his ass spasm causing me to shoot deep into his man hole. I collapsed onto him panting. The room smelled of mansex: sweat and cum.

We fucked often that summer. I was sorry to see him leave but made plans to visit him in his place on the East Coast.

Awesome! Very hot! Magnificent photos! Love the precum!

 

[Redsucked02]

What a nutt-busting summer THAT was ? Brings to mind some interesting summer experiences I’ve shared with some other jock-buddies. There’s a strong non-verbal connection between lots of fellow jock strappers, specially when one or both of you/us come down (and strip down) from a vigorous workout. Add some spontaneous morning wood, a little pride in not trying to hide a contagious boner that speaks (and begs) for itself, and the natural urges can’t be tamed….and why not enjoy the moment(s) ? The best way to relieve/release tension, and continue the day with a smile !

Fuck yes! Ever cum to Wisconsin?

 

[Jockboy69]

Awesome! Very hot! Magnificent photos! Love the precum!

Thanks. I tend to leak a lot. I went to a jockstrap workout class. Left with a wet jockstrap from sweat and precum

 

[SwimmerJock]

Fuck yes! Ever cum to Wisconsin?

Yes … been there many times! Able to be there on short notice

 

[BULGEHOUND]

Here’s a little story with visual aids

My roommate was taking off for the summer and he wondered if his cousin Dean from the East Coast could sublet his space and I agreed. I practically creamed in my pants when I met him. He was a compact stud and hairy, although he did trim most of his body hair. His short cropped chest hair only accentuated his juicy quarter-sized nipples. His pubes were also trimmed which made his junk look huge (I discovered that he was not only a shower but a grower as well).



Dean would get up early to go running. Little did he know that i watched his morning ritual. He got up around 6 am sporting a morning woody (he slept in the nude like me). He’d pull on his jockstrap and stuff his manhood into the pouch. His jockstrap framed his bubble butt beautifully. When he pulled on his short shorts, it only made his ass look more enticing to be hidden by the thin material. He also wore a tight tanktop that emphasized his muscular torso and perky nipples. Although you’d think I’d jack off fantasizing about Dean while he out running, I’d reluctantly hold back because the best was yet to come. He’d come back from his run all sweaty and peal off his soaked workout gear and leave it on the floor. He always left his sweaty jock on the top of the pile. While he was showering, I’d rush over and grab his jock and head back to my bed. I raised his jock to my face and deeply inhaled his musky manscent while I stroked my leaking cock. It didn’t take me long to shoot all over my abs. I would quickly scoop up my cum, eat it to hide the evidence, return his jock to the pile of sweaty workout gear and hope back into bed before he returned from his shower.



One day, while he was out running, I got up out of bed to take a piss. As I got out of bed, Dean returned. I was standing there with my morning woody and he was standing there topless. His body was coated with a thin sheen of sweat—I tried very hard not to pop a bigger boner. We chatted a bit as he removed his shoes, socks and finally his shorts. He stood there in a maroon jockstrap. I told him that I was going to the bathroom to pee then he could have it. He told me not to worry. He said that he had to take care of some business as he reached into his jock and grabbed his junk. He asked me if I’d like to stay and help him out. He didn’t have to ask twice. I went up to him and he pulled me in. Our tongues met as he kissed me deeply. I ran my hands down his muscular back and cupped his bubble butt. He ground his crotch into my leaking cock. After a few minutes, he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down onto my knees. On my way down, I ran my tongue over his body savoring the saltiness of his sweat. As I got closer to his pouch, the manly aroma of his crotch became stronger. I buried my face in his crotch, licking his hardening manhood through his jock pouch. My own cock was leaking profusely all over his food.

He repositioned himself getting on all fours on his bed. His jock-framed ass was right in front of my face inviting me in to taste. I spread his cheeks and began rimming his ass. His moans of pleasure made me dig deeper into his hole with my tongue. Somehow he produced a bottle of lube and begged me to fuck him. I was happy to oblige. i lubed up his hole with one finger then two. After loosening up his hole, I lubed up my cock and pushed in. God it felt so good to feel his tight manpussy wrapped around my stiff hard on. I pumped in and out of him slowly because I didn’t’ want to cum too soon. After a while, he pushed me away and flipped over onto his back. He put his legs over my shoulders and pulled me in. I fucked him deeply causing he to moan loudly. It didn’t take long before he orgasmed. He was still wearing his jock and ejaculated into the pouch soaking the material with gobs of white jizz. I felt his ass spasm causing me to shoot deep into his man hole. I collapsed onto him panting. The room smelled of mansex: sweat and cum.

We fucked often that summer. I was sorry to see him leave but made plans to visit him in his place on the East Coast.

I can imagine «DEAN» as a superhot little Acadian Stallion. I've met a few, ravished a few, and still have gushing orgasms while fantasizing over some of them. My motto: A HOT JOCKSTUD is hard [ptp!] to find but worth the wait.

 

[BULGEHOUND]

AN ORGASMIC ANTHEM: I spent a few weeks one very hot summer at a Choir Camp. I was titillated by all the studly young college guys who made up the core of the Bass and Tenor sections. Those section also had a fair share of older men, GAY, or, if STR8, dragged there by their choral music obsessed wives. On the last morning of the Camp the weather was swelteringly hot and as I was packing I decided that a last-minute shower might be in order so I wouldn't be grungy driving home in case I found a hot jockstud thumbing on the highway. As I entered the shower room I noticed a stocky middle-aged hunk obviously working his dick. I wasted no time offering to milk that perfect mouthful of thick, cut dick surmounting a magnificent set of balls. He stopped stroking and said: your room is right across the hall....let's go... and with that he grabbed his robe in one hand and my wrist in the other and fairly dragged me into my room, hurriedly shutting and locking the door. That guy was absolutely gorgeous and ravenously hungry for MANSEX — a muscular redhead with military-cropped hair and his entire body covered in short curly FUZZ everywhere but his trimmed pubes and shaved balls. The sex was mind-blowing until a loud knock came on the door... «I know you're in there and if you're not out, dressed, and in the car within 5 minutes I'm leaving without you...» HIS WIFE! Now I had seen this wife in the chorus rehearsals and she was an aggresive alpha with (as my late father would have said) the personality of a rattlesnake. Well that magnificent manhood instantly shrank, he thanked me for «the good time» and rushed down the corridor to gather his things and get to his car before the wife drove off. I never saw him again although just thinking about our «encounter» can give me a WARM, FUZZY feeling any time.

 

[Redsucked02]

Thanks. I tend to leak a lot. I went to a jockstrap workout class. Left with a wet jockstrap from sweat and precum

Fuck I'd love to do that!

 

[Redsucked02]

Yes … been there many times! Able to be there on short notice

Awesome! Love to meet you here...spend the night with us...or longer stud!

 

[Redsucked02]

AN ORGASMIC ANTHEM: I spent a few weeks one very hot summer at a Choir Camp. I was titillated by all the studly young college guys who made up the core of the Bass and Tenor sections. Those section also had a fair share of older men, GAY, or, if STR8, dragged there by their choral music obsessed wives. On the last morning of the Camp the weather was swelteringly hot and as I was packing I decided that a last-minute shower might be in order so I wouldn't be grungy driving home in case I found a hot jockstud thumbing on the highway. As I entered the shower room I noticed a stocky middle-aged hunk obviously working his dick. I wasted no time offering to milk that perfect mouthful of thick, cut dick surmounting a magnificent set of balls. He stopped stroking and said: your room is right across the hall....let's go... and with that he grabbed his robe in one hand and my wrist in the other and fairly dragged me into my room, hurriedly shutting and locking the door. That guy was absolutely gorgeous and ravenously hungry for MANSEX — a muscular redhead with military-cropped hair and his entire body covered in short curly FUZZ everywhere but his trimmed pubes and shaved balls. The sex was mind-blowing until a loud knock came on the door... «I know you're in there and if you're not out, dressed, and in the car within 5 minutes I'm leaving without you...» HIS WIFE! Now I had seen this wife in the chorus rehearsals and she was an aggresive alpha with (as my late father would have said) the personality of a rattlesnake. Well that magnificent manhood instantly shrank, he thanked me for «the good time» and rushed down the corridor to gather his things and get to his car before the wife drove off. I never saw him again although just thinking about our «encounter» can give me a WARM, FUZZY feeling any time.

Redheads are the best!

 

[BULGEHOUND]

Never met a jocked redhead that I wouldn't immediately DEVOUR and want to keep forever!
Sadly never worked out that way.

 

[Redsucked02]

Never met a jocked redhead that I wouldn't immediately DEVOUR and want to keep forever!
Sadly never worked out that way.

Exactly! Tho I did find a hot redhead massuer and he always wore a jockstrap while massaging my naked body to incredible release every week for 3 years straight! Loved fondling him as he worked...Worth every penny and we'd fuck occasionally as well! Sadly he moved to Palm Springs for his massage practice grow! SIGH...But oh what sweet memories of youth!

 

[Deleted member 2278]

Fuck yeah

 

[gingerrob]

Redheads are the best!

Yes WE ARE!!!! LOL