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Jogger Fuck

by Gentilly


I run in a park with a jogging track just a block from my house. I'm 24, runner's build, 6' and long dark hair. My bod's really tan because I jog in just Speedos. I take care of my body, stretching before I run and doing weights for strength. Bod's pretty much peak. I don't want to pull a hamstring or anything for that matter. The only thing I want pulled is my 8" cock.

One morning I was stretching where a little path meets the jogging trail. I noticed from a distance what I thought was a young boy jogging my way. As he passed me, he hollered, "Ow! Ow! Shit!" He was holding his right leg up and cursing in pain. I went to him and held him steady. I realised that he wasn't a boy but a small, beautiful man. He had curly blond hair and through his sweaty tee shirt I could see he had great definition. He couldn't have been more than 5'4" and maybe 120 pounds, tops. I said, "I live a block away. I'll carry you home and we can look at that leg." He said, "You'd do that for me?" I smiled and said, "Call me a Good Samaritan." I picked him up like a feather. This boy was sweet.

I got him home and put him on my bed. He was so beautiful; I wanted to jump his small bones right then. But I had to look at his leg. As I felt his calf and moved up to his thigh, I realized there was nothing wrong with his leg. I also realized that he had a big boner! (Real big for such a small guy). Next I took off his right shoe and found the problem. He had a stone in his shoe, right at the ball of his foot. That had to hurt. I held up the stone. "That's it?"

"Yep. But I'm going to massage your feet to get rid of any lingering pain." I took off his other shoe and socks and got some baby oil. I oiled his feet and began massaging. He moaned and arched his back. I went real hard on his soles and he lost it. He sat up, grabbed my hair and kissed me hard. I guess he knew what I wanted. By my long hair, he pulled me on top of him, never breaking the kiss. I worked my hand and felt maybe a 7" cock then moved my hand around to his butt. Such sweet flesh! I had to have it. He worked his shorts down and turned over.

"Fuck me, Samaritan!"

I didn't have to be asked twice. I oiled his ass, put on a condom and rested my cockhead against his hole. I was going to go slow but he bucked up and my cock slid right inside him. "Ohhh, yesss! Fuck my ass!" It felt so good to have this little guy impaled on my totally hard cock. He fucked himself by keeping up his bucking butt while I stayed in push up position, cock working on it's own. I flipped him over to be able to kiss him. It was like the Kiss Olympics. And I loved holding his small body. I picked him up and move him up and down on my cock. I started jerking his cock when I felt my cum rising. Just as I started to cum in his ass he let loose with a giant load that covered him and me.

We laid down holding each other, breathless. After a minute he said, "That was the best fuck I've ever had, Samaritan. Really, though, what's your name?"

"Tommy, injured little one. What's yours?"

"Davey."

I said, "Well, Davey, can I fall in love with you?"

Davey said, "If you fuck me like that every day you can.

I said, "Done." He grabbed my cock and it was hard in 10 seconds. We fucked again, this time sitting, standing, all fours and every other way. Davey's ass was ravenous for my cock. I threw him on the bed, pulling out my cock and jerking his. He started on mine and in a minute we were covered with even more cum.

I went to the bathroom and drew a bath. I went back and picked him up and laid him in the tub. I washed Davey like a baby then I climbed in and washed the cum off my body. Drying each other off was so erotic that we wound up fucking on the bathroom floor. Cum all over the tiles. As we leaned against the tub, Davey asked, "Is that clock right?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Because we've been fucking for 5 hours!"

I quipped, "Time flies when you're having fun!"

Davey said, "It's just that I have to go home. My roommate's cooking and he likes to eat early. I know! Come home with me for dinner."

"Will that be all right?"

"Oh yeah. I'll just give Roger a call." Davey came back from the phone and said, "It'll be fine. He's making a casserole that could feed an army."

I said, “So, this Roger. Just roommates?"

Davey said, "Yeah. Oh he's beautiful and he's fucked me but we're not lovers or anything. In fact, you might be dessert!"

Roger was beautiful--big and beautiful. And his casserole was delicious. After dinner we went into Davey's bedroom for the better TV. The tape he put in was the hottest gay fuck video I'd ever seen. And, as Davey had predicted, I was dessert. Davey backed his butt on my cock and Roger took my rear, a rare event in my sex life. We porked each other for what seemed like hours. It took some getting used to but after a while Roger's big dick felt good pounding my ass. Davey turned his head so we could kiss. We wound up in a state of sex-bliss. I stayed the night. Roger woke me up a couple of times and fucked the hell out of me. Davey slept blissfully.

I felt a little awkward in the morning. I was falling in love with Davey but Roger had fucked me half the night. Roger went out to jog. Davey went to fix some breakfast. Breakfast was ready by the time Roger got back. Roger took a quick shower and joined me, naked, in Davey's bed. Davey served us breakfast in bed. He said, "I've got an idea that I think is magnificent. Tommy, you should move in here. Sleep with me. Roger can join us whenever he likes and you can fuck my brains out whenever you like. Deal?"

Glances were exchanged. Unanimous. "Done!"

I don't think any house has seen so much 3-way and 2-way fucking as this one. And all because of a stone on a jogging path!

The End


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