My Wrestler; My Nemesis

The drive home seemed to last forever. I was lost in the images that had played out only a few hours before. I could physically appreciate what I was feeling, but psychologically - I had trouble digesting it all. Doug had changed, but why? Why such a dramatic change in his personality? Had our experience together all those months ago really made such an impact on him? Had it unlocked a part of him that he had been suppressing? He was so sexy and manly, but not an asshole like he had been that night in the gym.

I still didn't understand it... but then again, I wasn't sure that I wanted to.

Once again, he had sent me further over the edge than I had ever experienced and it sent chills down my spine and gave me goose flesh. I couldn't help but smile.

I pulled into the driveway, noticed the garage door open, and that both my parents cars gone. I pulled off to the side parking spot and got out of the car. I went in through the garage and the kitchen door was unlocked. On the counter was a note that said they had taken my dad's car into the dealership for some work and were going to the store after. My sister was at a friend's house and they would be home later.

This meant I had the house to myself - at least for a few hours anyway.

I grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and headed up stairs to my parents bathroom. They had a large garden whirlpool tub that overlooked the forest behind our house. It was the perfect spot to unwind from the day.

While the tub was filling, I undressed, rinsed out my suit and hung it up to dry. I grabbed my laptop from my room and turned on the jets. I set my laptop on the stool from my mother's vanity and lowered myself into the bath.

Cracking the top of my beer, I settled back into the corner of the tub and let the whirlpool jets pulse out any remaining stress from my body.

As I sat there, the screen on my laptop glared back at me - almost as if to say, 'turn me on Jason and let's play a while'. It was tormenting me. But honestly, I was exhausted; both physically and mentally. I leaned my head back, took another sip of my Rolling Rock and closed my eyes.

As I began to drift off, my mind raced with the images of my erotic fuck with Doug.

Oh my god, could you believe it?

His powerful hold on me, my ass in the air while he fucked me, my dick actually rubbing against his ribbed stomach. The stubble on his face rashing against my chin and neck, my insides stretching beyond all possibility.

All these thoughts began to stir inside my loins and my hands drifted through the warm water to my genitals as I began to caress and stroke my shaft and nut sack. I spread my legs wide in the water and pressed against my perineum firmly before poking at my asshole and slipping my finger inside.

It felt so good.

I took another drink from my bottle and set it on the side of the tub. With my other hand I began to massage my chest and stomach. My tanned flesh was stark against the white tub, the view of my own muscular body further fueling my internal narcissistic desires.

My hands felt so pleasing against my skin, but it was nothing compared to letting yourself go and allowing someone to dominate you - gentle at first and then with more force as the foreplay escalated.

When I would touch myself, I made sure to keep my hands free from the head of my dick. Too much attention and I would send myself over the edge. And yet another favorite was to ONLY touch the head and nothing else - then, as I edged myself closer and closer to orgasm, I would back off before rubbing and stroking only the head. Once I felt I could no longer control myself, the touch of my hand to the shaft would send me into a convulsive orgasm. I had the time to enjoy myself, and that is what I was going to do.

I leaned forward, dried my hands and turned on my laptop. I leaned up on the side of the tub and waited for it to boot up, then quickly went to my favorite site and entered my search tags 'Hardcore, Anal, Fucking, Jock, College'. This site never disappointed me.

Within seconds a myriad of videos appeared and I recognized my favorite, 'Damien Fucks Troy Bareback'. I clicked 'PLAY' and the scene began.

I leaned back and let it play out as I continued to run my hands over my chest and stomach, tickling at my inner thighs and tugging as my ball sack. I marveled at how my cock would stiffen and slowly rise out of the water until it was laying back flat against my abdomen and seem to stare up at me - begging me to touch it.

I clawed at my chest and pinched my nipples to distract myself from the ache that was growing inside me. The sounds coming from the speakers were getting louder, the moans increasing, and my favorite part was almost here. Damien flips Troy over and rams his stiff prick up his ass. The camera zooms in on Troy's face as he prepares himself, but he is never prepared - no matter how many times I watch it. The look on Troy's face and how he screams out in pleasure always causes me to blow my load.

On the screen, Damien is sucking Troy's cock like a madman, stroking his own dick violently until he is almost ready to blow - Troy is 'Oo'ing and Ah'ing' the whole time until Damien tugs at Troy and you hear a loud pop as his dick is released from Damien's mouth.

Damien pulls Troy towards him, flips him over, pulls him up on to his knees, spits on Troy's asshole and rubs the spittle in with his thumb. Troy closes his eyes and moans softly as Damien pushes his thumb inside him.

I continue to finger my asshole as the scene progresses.

But then, as if I'm to believe that it is unexpected, Damien spits on his own cock, lines it up with Troy's asshole and violently shoves it in. You see Troy's eyes go wide, jaw drops, and a guttural 'AH!' escapes his lips as he falls forward from the tremendous thrust Damien has given him. Troy's body goes limp and Damien goes wild on Troy's ass.

Troy grabs at the white sheets on the bed and holds on for the fuck of his life. Damien's red hair soaked with sweat, his pasty white and freckled flesh, abs tightening, and his buttocks flexing as he pounds the fuck out of that un-lubed ass.

The entire scene is violent, just how I like it. My cock throbs in front of me, surging and aching as I finger my ass and pinch at my nipples. The counter on the video reads less than 45 seconds and I know that Damien is going to pop any moment. I know that if I'm going to cum with Damien again, I need to start stroking now; I always cum with Damien.

Since I found them, I have never NOT cum with Damien.

My thumb slides between the base of my cock and my abdomen and presses it forward, pushing it up and out of the water until it is standing straight up.

The counter reads 38 seconds.

I spit into the palm of my other hand and wrap it around only the head of my dick. The skin on skin sensation shoots through me like a jolt of lightening and I lose my breath for just a moment.

28 seconds.

I begin to swirl my hand around the tip of my prick, just touching the head. It's building inside me.

22 seconds I'm close... so close Troy and Damien begin moaning louder on the screen.

This is my favorite part.

Damien is going to shoot his load deep into Troy's ass.

18 seconds I struggle to keep my breath as my cock aches for release. I withdrawn my hand and just as I'm about wrap my hands around the shaft and set myself free I hear 'Can I help you with that?'

What? Wait - that's not what happens.

I freeze.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Damien collapse on top of Troy as his convulses and dumps his load into Troy's ass. The camera zooms between Damien's legs and you see his seed leak out of Troy's bright red asshole.

"Well can I" he asks again.

I lean forward and look around the corner. He's back and he's leaning against the door jamb to my parents bathroom.

"JESUS CHRIST DOUG, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" I scream out at him.

"Apparently, I'm interrupting some 'ME' time." he quips and then chuckles as he walks into my parents bathroom.

I'm in shock and flop back against the tub. The water splashes around and the jets ironically come to a halt (the timer has expired). The laptop is silent and the screen is motionless as the video has concluded. He comes further into the bathroom and lifts the laptop to see what I was watching.

"Interesting, but not very realistic" he says to me.

I'm lying back in the settling water, my naked body under its crystal clear surface, dick laying on the abdomen, hands at my sides - looking at him.

Looking at him standing in my house.

He smells of musky cologne and deodorant. He looks like he just stepped out of a shower and he's wearing a dark navy blue Polo shirt with a small red Polo horse, red, white and blue madras shorts, a leather bracelet on his left wrist, and a bulky silver Fossil watch with a navy blue face on the other.

He looks good.

He looks really good.

He set the laptop back on the stool. His biceps bulging against the short sleeves of his shirt, the material across his chest is tight against his enormous pectorals.

"Sorry I scared you."

I just closed my eyes and leaned my head back. I was freaked out, scared, and pissed off all at the same time. My chest was heaving with breath as I pull myself together. I lifted my hands to my face and ran my fingers through my hair. "Fuck yea you scare me. How did you get in here?"

"I was waiting for you in your room."

"Wait. What? You were waiting for me in my room?"

"Uh huh."

"How long have you been in my fucking house?"

"Maybe an hour or so"

I looked at him and couldn't believe what he was saying.

"You broke into my fucking house!?!"

"No I didn't break into your house, your parents let me in and when they left they told me you would be home shortly and I could wait in there."

"My parents let you wait in my room." I shook my head in disbelief.

"Are you mad?"

"Am I mad?" and then I thought for a minute - I was in there getting my laptop and I didn't see him. "Doug, I was in my room and you weren't in there."

"Oh - well, I gave myself a little tour while I waited."

Jesus!

"Look Jason, please don't be pissed. I felt bad the way I rushed off earlier."

I couldn't speak.

His eyes took in my naked form sprawled out before him in the tub. He ran his tongue across his lips and then his hand went to his crotch.

"Oh no - not again!" I told him, "I can't!"

"You can't what?"

"I can't do this again." I said motioning to him and I. Especially me being naked in the tub.

Doug started to lift his shirt up and I saw his tightly flexed eight pack say 'hello' to my starving eyes. I raised my hand to him.

"STOP!"

And he did. But then his hands took to rubbing his stomach in front of me. "Jason, let me make it up to you."

"Doug, you need to leave."

"Are you serious?" The look on his face went blank.

"Doug..."

He let his shirt go and it fell back to his waist, his hands went to his sides. He came to the edge of the tub, removed his shoes and stepped into the water; his legs on either side of me.

"What are you doing?"

He knelt down, still fully dressed, and gently sat on top of me. The navy blue Polo shirt turning black as it soaked up the water in the tub. He leaned forward until his chest was against mine and we were face to face.

I turned away, "Doug..."

His body was heavy.

"Can't I just kiss you Jason?" he whispered.

He turned my head back and when our eyes met, I couldn't help but smile at him. My arms wrapped around him and I rose up to gently kiss his pouty lips. His breath was fresh with minty toothpaste, his tongue soft and supple against my own, and my stubble rash against his face as he began to kiss my neck and collar bone.

"Oh god... yes, I do want you Doug; I do."

His hands stroked my wet hair as we continued to kiss, and then he leaned back and lifted his wet shirt over his head and flung it back on the floor. He leaned back in and continued to kiss me. The feeling of his bare chest against mine made my heart skip with anticipation and I felt a surge of energy race through me. He wanted me to want him, and I did. But now it was going to be on my terms.

I pushed him off and to the corner of the tub where my naked body crawled on top of him; kissing and suckling at his mouth, neck, and chest. The water sloshed around with our movements and spilled over the edges of the tub onto the floor.

"Oh god Jason, I want to you take me" he said softly as my tongue licked away under his arms and up the underside of his biceps. He turned to me and we kissed again. I raked my fingers down his sides and he shivered underneath me.

I couldn't get enough of him. As I moved over him I could feel his cock growing larger under his shorts, his hands grabbed and squeezed my ass cheeks hard - they were like claws as he dug his fingers into my flesh exposing my ravaged hole.

"Easy, I'm really sore."

"Oh, I'll take it easy on you, I swear." and I felt his fingers begin to gently massage it.

I let out a heavy exhale. It was sensitive to his touch, but if felt amazing. I buried my face into his neck again; his musky cologne permeated me.

In my ear he whispered, "take off my shorts"

He moved his hands, I sat up and to the side as I unbuttoned them under the water, he lifted himself from the tub and slid them off.

There it was.

Stiff, laden with those blue and purple veins, that tiny pink mushroom head and that monstrously thick shaft swollen with blood, throbbing and pulsing in the water. Doug's shorts were off and out of the tub.

His log of a cock sidling up next to my own. The heat of our loins making each of us even harder.

"Oh god, you are so fucking hot" he said to me.

"Oh Doug..." and I kissed him hard on the mouth again. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a tight bear hug. It was so hard that I almost couldn't breathe, and then he gently thrust up against me.

The water sloshing and violently arcing against the edges of the tub - our two muscled bodies entwined in each other's arms and legs. I could feel the course hair on Doug's legs, his cock and balls pulsing, his chest breathing heavily, his arms around my waist, my hands on either side of his face.

I felt as if I might cum right there on top of him.

I couldn't catch my breath.

"Doug... Doug... Wait..." I begged him.

"What? What is it?"

"Doug I can't, I just can't take it again."

"You can't take what again?" he asked as he continued to kiss away at me.

"I'll be in the hospital again if you fuck me again." I told him through my heavy breath.

He paused and then we both chuckled at the thought. After a moment he said, 'who said I was going to fuck you'?

"What?"

"I want you to fuck me" he replied.

His response startled me. "What did you say?"

"Jason, I want you to fuck me" he said again.

"You do?"

"Yes I do." and he rose up, his arm cradling my backside, and laid me in the opposite corner of the tub where he straddled me, bent down and continued to kiss me. His power over me was incredible. He moved me with such ease and grace; his massive form resting on top of me; his weight pushing into me - I felt like we were one - connected.

And then he began to grind his ass against my pelvis. His asshole was on fire, the heat could be felt deep between my thighs.

"Oh yes Jason, I want you to fuck me hard." he reached back and began to gently stroke my dick with his finger tips.

My eyes took in every inch of his huge muscled form as he sat atop me. The water level had gone down considerably and was barely at my sides as I lay across the bottom of the tub.

When I felt Doug grasp my shaft I closed my eyes, and when I felt the heat from his asshole waft across the mushroom head of my dick my mouth dropped.

When the tip made contact with his skin I let out a soft moan. He held me steadfast as his slowly lowered himself down on to me.

"Oh god Jason..." he let out with heavy low breath.

His ass was incredibly tight and it was squeezing the shit out of the tip of my cock. It almost hurt.

"Oh fuck!" he shrieked as my firm mushroom head went past his anal ring. "Wait... Oh fuck... Oh... Oh... "He said again.

"Doug, go slow..."

"Fuck Jason, it hurts! Oh my god it fucking HURTS!" he began to cry.

His eyes clenched shut and I felt him shudder above me. His head flung back as he hovered over me, the head of my dick just barely inside of him.

"Oh god... I'm so sorry - I'm so fucking sorry!" he hollered out. Tears began to stream down his face as he cried.

"Doug, it's okay. Just stop..." I said as I tried to stop him. But in one fail movement, he fell forward and came back down hard on my dick, the contact of his ass to my thighs making a wet slapping sound.

"AAAGGHHHH!" he screamed out, he eyes wide, jaw dropped, ass clenched against the impaling meat in his ass.

"OH FUCK!" I yelled out as I felt his insides strain. I was sure I had torn his insides. Doug coughed and began to choke, "OH MY GOD JASON, OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!"

He coughed again, and as he inhaled, I felt the pressure push against my cock. I was deep inside him and I was most definitely this first dick he'd ever taken. It was so fucking hot!

"Oh God Jason, I don't think I can" he said to me.

"It's okay, just slow down and breathe"

"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..." he breathed out in a grunt.

He sat there for a few moments while he adapted to what was happening between us; and then I felt him rise up a little and go back down.

OH GOD THAT WAS INTENSE! It felt like I was in a vice clamp.

"OH FUCK!" he screamed again. He pulled me up to his chest and wrapped his arms around my neck to hold me close. "IT'S SO FUCKING BIG!" he squeaked in my ear.

"It's okay baby, just relax..." I told him, "...just take it slow."

And he did.

Centimeter by centimeter, inch by inch, he began to ride me; slowly at first and then with more stride until he was fully into it. He was moaning out in ecstasy.

"OH FUCK YEAH, YOUR COCK FEELS SO GOOD UP MY ASS JASON - FUCK ME! FUCK MY TIGHT VIRGIN ASS YOU BIG MOTHER FUCKER!!!" he was screaming out. It felt like my pelvis was going to break under his weight, he was insatiable and riding the shit out of me.

When I blew my load inside him ; he didn't stop for a second. He took no notice to the convulsing human male that lay beneath him; he just kept going and going, the water was practically gone from the tub by now as he rode me to the edge of unconsciousness. My eyes rolled up into my head and I saw stars. I fell back against the side of the tub, my hands fell from his waist and slapped the surface of the water as he continued to ride me.

"OH FUCK I'M GONNA CUM JASON - I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM!!!" he cried out.

"IT'S UN-FUCKING BELIEVABLE!!!" I felt his ass tighten even more and I and the pressure overcame me again. His python of a cock was bouncing in front of me the whole time, slapping against my stomach, clear precum streaming from the tip. Then without any warning, other than the tightening of his ass, it shot me in the face with huge volleys of cum. It was in my eyes, my nose, my mouth, ropes of it falling onto my chest.

It was thick, tangy, and savory.

"FUCK I CAN'T STOP!" he cried out as his cock pulsed me with loads of gizz.

"OH GOD JASON, THIS IS FUCKING AMAZING!!!" he declared again.

I was covered in his man butter - literally covered.

The smell of it hit me with the force of a Mack Truck and I needed it. My tongue went wild to swallow every ounce I could lather up. My hands scooped it off my chest and dropped into my mouth, I wiped my face and licked it off my hands - it was an elixir of sex.

And when Doug was spent, he fell backward onto the edge of the tub and I thought my dick was going to break off at the base! I quickly sat up, Doug's cum dripping from everywhere. I grabbed him around the waist and pulled him closer. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around me. I struggled to hold him - he was huge, but he was completely limp. His heavy breath blowing across my neck and down my back.

"I can't fucking believe it. I came without touching myself. That was unbelievable!"

"Yeah, it was." I said softly as I held him and kissed his neck.

We held each other for quite some time before Doug said, "I'm cold - can we have some more hot water."

"Sure"

As the tub filled, Doug climbed off me and shivered at the feeling of my nectar oozing from his asshole.

"You came inside me?"

"What, you couldn't tell?"

"Well I can now - FUCK!" he said with a smile. As he rose up, I could see it trickle down his massive thigh. "Dude, that is a lot."

"Well what did you expect? You fucked me so hard, and I was edging myself to that video before we started."

"Edging?" he asked me.

"Yeah - you don't know what that means?"

"Uh, no." he said with a smile on his face as he positioned himself in the opposite corner of the tub.

"It's when you bring yourself just to the edge of coming and then you stop until the feeling subsides and do it again and again until you can't stand it anymore. When you do release, it's mind-blowing!"

"It sounds agonizing"

"Agonizing? That's a pretty big word for you Doug." I joked.

"Fuck you."

I laughed and sat back.

The tub was about half full when Doug added some of my mother's bubble bath to the water and turned on the jets.

"NO DON'T..." but it was too late. The jets started and the bubbles exploded around us.

"DUDE! This is fucking awesome."

"And it is going to be a bitch to clean up. You don't use the jets with bubble bath. Otherwise, the bubbles go everywhere", and they did.

But we both laughed. Doug reached out for me and I went to him, resting my head on his chest while I lay my leg over his under the water. The bubbles floated in the air and grew all around us. I closed my eyes and let the hot water surround me.

Doug's breathing slowed and we both finally relaxed.

"Now what?" he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean this. Us."

"What about us Doug?"

"Can I call you mine."

"Can you call me yours?" It seemed like a pretty possessive question. "Why would you want to call me yours?"

"I can't imagine doing this with anyone but you Jason. Don't you feel the same?"

I laughed a little and said, "Doug, I think you are just experiencing something new and you're not entirely sure what to do with the feelings you're having. It's okay. I understand."

"Don't treat me like I'm stupid."

"I'm not, it's just that today has been a little overwhelming. Can't we just enjoy this time together and worry about the rest later?"

"Maybe you're right... but will you fuck me again?"

"Later."

"Yeah, okay." and he let out a heavy sigh.

The tub was full, and I reached out to turn off the water. The jets continued to purr along and I felt myself fall even deeper into Doug's body.

It was bliss...

...until...

...my father screamed, 'JASON!' from the doorway.