Spring Break, Pt. 1 (sex)

Well, I promised and promised and it’s finally here! A rundown of my Spring Break trip to Cali with Jockguy!

Tuesday, March 22 – 

Driving from Portland to Eugene, I felt my phone vibrate. It was Jockguy.

“I’m on my way!” I answered defensively.

“Fuck, we supposed to leave an hour ago!” Jockguy laughed.

“Did you really expect me to be on time?”

“Of course not.” I am notorious for being late. Always.

But this hadn’t been my fault. I had spent the weekend after finals at home. When I told my parents about my planned trip a couple weeks prior, my mom let it be known that if I was going to be gone for the entire week I was “sure as hell going to make an appearance” the weekend before. I can’t argue with that.

I got to Jockguys place and after a couple minutes of packing the car, we were on our way.

“Damn, only 2 hours behind schedule. That’s not that bad,” I said, pulling onto I5.

“‘Not that bad’?!?” Jockguy said.

“Not for me.”

“That’s true. I was expecting to leave till the morning.”

“You’re a jackass.”

The trip would take us about 15 hours south, to the L.A. area for the first night. We decided to head straight to L.A. without stopping. I love to drive and have driven Portland to L.A. a couple times nonstop, so this was nothing new. The second part of the trip would take us to the San Diego area. Jockguy, bless his heart, had sweet-talked one of his aunts into letting us stay in her vacation condo in San Diego.

The journey to L.A. was awesome. Jockguy and I talked a lot. In fact, looking back, that was one of my favorite parts of the trip. When we weren’t talked we were listening to music. And Jockguy dosed off a couple times, only to be woken up by me poking him (I got hit a couple time for that lol).

15 hours later we arrived at our hotel. We checked in and immediately went to bed. Too tired to even think about sex, we cuddled and fell asleep.

Wednesday, March 23 – 

I woke up to the sound of Jockguy talking and laughing on the phone. I groggily looked at the bedside clock. 10:30am. Way too early to be awake after getting into the hotel around 4am, I thought.

“Uh oh, he’s awake,” Jockguy laughed. “I’ll call you back.”

“I’m not awake, leave me alone,” I mumbled.

“That was Sarah, she just got outta class,” Jockguy said, ignoring me. Sarah’s Spring Break was different than ours. She decided to skip the rest of the week. “Check out is at noon. Get up.”

I opened one eye to see Jockguy standing over me, fully showered and dressed.

“Are you already dressed?” I mumbled.

“Yup. Been awake for an hour. Your turn.”

“Go to hell,” I said, stuffing my head under my pillow. “I’m fucking tired. I didn’t get to sleep on the drive down like you did.”

“Cry me a fucking river. Get up!” Jockguy pulled the covers off me, exposing my naked body. Then he broke my biggest rule – he tickled me.

“STOP YOU FUCKER! STOP!” I squealed. “I’LL GET UP! STOP!”

Laughing, Jockguy relented. He hopped on the bed next to me and pulled me into a hug.

“Fuck off,” I laughed as I pushed him away. “You know I hate that.”

“It’s the only thing that gets your ass up in the morning. Besides, Sarah told me to do it.”

“What?”

“That’s what we were talking about when you woke up,” Jockguy smiled. “She called and asked if you were up yet. Told me I had her permission to tickle you.”

“Her permission?! I’m gonna fucking kill her!”

“Go get dressed first,” Jockguy said, slapping my ass.

While in the shower, I started to think about what I was about to do. I was hours away from having my ex girlfriend meet my boyfriend. I was still nervous about the whole thing. Jockguy and Sarah had been talking on the phone for a couple months and already seemed like old friends. But it was still weird to me. I began to get really nervous.

After I got dressed, Jockguy and I grabbed a quick bite to eat and headed out towards Sarah’s apartment. The drive to her place should have only taken 25 min but this is L.A. we’re talking about! 1.5 hours later, we arrived at Sarah’s place. At this point, I was a fucking wreck. As I turned off the car, Jockguy looked at me and noticed.

“It’s going to be fine, Jack.” He reached down and grabbed my hand, giving it a tight squeeze. “I love you.”

That settled my nerves down just enough to get me out of the car and onto the apartment.

We reached the Sarah’s door and I knocked. The nerves were suddenly back. After what seemed like an eternity, the door opened.

“Hey!” Sarah said as we hugged tightly. “I’m so glad you are here!”

“Me too.”

Sarah and I hugged tightly for about 30 seconds. She smelled amazing. We finally released each other.

“I grabbed Jockguy’s hand and pulled him closer to the door.

“This is Jockguy.”

“It’s nice to finally meet you!” Sarah said as they hugged.

“Come on in,” she said, pulling us inside.

We made our way into the front room and onto the couches. Sarah and I hugged once more before sitting down.

“I can’t believe you are here… He still nervous?” Sarah asked Jockguy.

“Yeah. You should have seen his face in the car when we got here. It was hilarious.”

“Fuck both of you!” I exclaimed.

“I’m surprised you are here on time. I figured Jack would sleep longer.” Sarah ignored me and kept talking to Jockguy.

“Well, I might have tickled him to get his ass up.” Jockguy giggled.

“Ha! You broke “the rule”!” Sarah said, air-quoting THE RULE. They both began laughing.

“Wow. I hate this already,” I sighed.

For the next hour or so, the three of us sat in Sarah’s apartment and talked. She and Jockguy hit it off immediately. It was like they had known each other forever. My nerves and anxiousness subsided and soon I was almost completely comfortable.

After catching up, we packed Sarah’s bags in the car and hit the road. The drive down was awesome. We cut over to the Pacific Coast Highway and took that for a while, stopping here and there to swim or eat or take pictures. It ended up taking us about 5 hours to make the normally 2-3 hour drive, but when you are having fun, who cares?

We found the condo building and made our way to ours. Jockguy unlocked the door and led the way. The place was amazing. The views of the city and water were awesome.

“I didn’t know you were rich,” I said to Jockguy as I stared out the window.

“I’m not. My aunt is.”

“Well, make sure you are in her will then. This place is awesome.”

“Which room do you want,” Sarah shouted from the hallway. I looked at Jockguy and shrugged his shoulders.

“Doesn’t matter to me. Go pick,” he told me.

I walked down the white carpeted hallway and found Sarah laying on the bed in one of the rooms.

“I see you have already picked your room,” I said, sitting next to her on the bed.

“Yeah, I figured I’d take this one and you guys could have the one a couples doors over. You’ll need your privacy.” She gave me a huge smile.

“Privacy? I thought this was going to be a hot ménage à trois vacation!”

“Jack!” Sarah squealed as she hit me. “Come on, that’s gross… Although, I wouldn’t mind a shot at Jockguy!”

“Bitch, I will cut you!” I grabbed a pillow and beat a laughing Sarah over the head with it a couple times.

With the rooms picked and bags unpacked, we all gathered in the living room. After lounging and watching tv for a while, Jockguy announced he was hungry.

“Do you wanna walk or drive around and find a place?” I asked them both.

“I kinda just want to stay in,” Jockguy said, with a slight whine in his voice.

“Me too,” Sarah chipped in. “You should make us something.”

“Yeah!” Jockguy said, perking up. “Make that chicken thing I like.”

“The one with the garlic and lemon?” Sarah asked Jockguy. He nodded. “I love when you used to make that!” she exclaimed.

I stood there, staring at both of them, lounging on the couch, feet up.

“This isn’t a fucking restaurant. You don’t get to order things,” I laughed. “I saw a grocery store up the road. I’ll be back with… something.”

That night, I made Jockguy and Sarah my version of chicken scampi. Neither said a word as we sat at the dinner table because they were too busy concentrating on eating every last morsel of chicken and pasta.

After our late dinner, Sarah went to bed. Jockguy and I stayed on the couch, cuddled up watching tv.

“Thanks for dinner,” Jockguy said, “but how are we supposed to makeout after all that garlic?”

“Why do you think I made it?”

“Ha! You aren’t getting out of it that easily.” Jockguy turned his body towards mine and gave me a deep kiss.

“See? Garlic can’t keep a sexy guy down,” Jockguy said, smiling. “Let’s go to bed.” Jockguy hopped up, pulled me off the couch, and led me down the hall to our bedroom. When the door was closed, Jockguy pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me. We were soon making out as we furiously tried to get each other naked.

Jockguy unbuttoned my shorts and dragged them and my underwear off. I lifted his shirt over his head, exposing his perfect torso. Soon, we were both naked, our bodies coming together as we ground against one another. Jockguy’s rock hard dick felt like fire against my thighs and abs. His arms engulfed me, letting me inhale his intoxicating scent. He grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head. He interlocked his fingers in mine. A river of precum flowed from my cock, slicking up our abs. We both began to sweat.

“I love you,” I whispered in Jockguy’s ear. “I want you to fuck me.” I lifted my legs, wrapping them around Jockguy’s waist. I could feel the shaft of his cock resting against my waiting hole.

Looking into my eyes but not saying anything, Jockguy spit in his hand, lubed his cock and lined it up with my pucker. Slowly, he pushed his rod deep inside me. After bottoming out, Jockguy laid over me and kissed me as he pumped his cock in and out of my very happy ass.

Jockguy began to pound me. Every time he thrust in, he let all his body weight fall, slamming his dick as deep inside me as he could get.

“Oh my God… Keep fucking me… Keep fucking me,” I pleaded.

“I love you… I fucking… love you,” Jockguy grunted.

After a couple more thrusts, Jockguy pulled out and told me to get on my stomach. For the split second he wasn’t inside me, I felt empty.

On my stomach, Jockguy climbed on top of me and covered me. His legs on mine, his stomach on my back, his arms on my arms. He put his hands on mine and our fingers were soon locked together. He soon slid his cock all the way back in, picking up from where he left off moments before.

As he fucked me, Jockguy kiss my neck and cheek. Our bodies, slick with gallons of sweat, became hotter and stickier. Jockguy smelled amazing. His sweaty body had an undeniable manly scent. I was high off his scent.

We remained in that position, our bodies seemingly melted into one. After God knows how many minutes or hours after we began, I felt Jockguys body tense. His pace quickened slightly. His breathing increased.

With a primal grunt, Jockguy shot his beautiful load deep inside my well used ass. Clenching my hole around his spewing cock, I could feel it spasm. Jockguy’s body let out a little spasm as well. We bothed laid there, exhausted by the day and the day’s recent activities. Jockguy’s hot, sweaty body clung to my hot, sweaty body. He rested his head on back. Our hand were still intertwined, only now I had brought them close to me so Jockguy’s arm wrapped me into a tight hug.

After a couple minutes, his empty cock still buried in my ass, Jockguy rotated us so we were spooning.

“Jack, I love you,” he whispered in my ear.

“I love you too.”

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