Track

I usually don't go looking for him, he's normally the one that comes and finds me but I'm feeling impatient today. I certainly have reason to be. Track has always been fun there's no doubt about that but I'll be perfectly honest the main reason I love it is because of all the well defined guys. I like to think that I could flirt my way into their pants but I'll not lie and so that too many of them are gay plus I've never had that good a gaydar.

'Such a shame' I thought as a guy from one of the other teams strode past me and I felt my eyes automatically drawn to his perk, round butt. Turning away a soft breeze rolled in, ruffling my dirty blond hair as I continued my way around the track beyond the fence encircling it. Across the fence I spotted him on the track, I silently cured under my breath at my own ignorance not remembering that the he had one event left. The 1600 meter no less, looks like I'd have to wait but I guess that's tolerable after all now that I'm looking there are quite a few hotties in this event.

Strolling alongside the fence to where the runners would start their race I looked him over. His hair a luscious chocolate brown, thick in volume I've always loved his hair, he's maybe an inch or so taller than me around 5'9 I'd say. He's got this sleek muscular build to his upper body that I ca never get enough of, his legs are strong, calf muscles meticulously defined from so much running. Don't even get me started on the uniform, the shorts are a deep blue that rise up shortly above his knees framing that perfect ass of his. The top matching it, the straps on either sides of his head lined with black and white all the way down his sides.

He looked up over the fence to me; his leaf green eyes meeting my sky blue, he shoots me a knowing smirk before glancing back at the other runners. He begins his way over to me, as he reached the fence he touched my arm softly “getting a little skittish huh, Ian?”

I laughed taking his hand in mine not caring who saw “well duh Ethan, have you seen half of the guys here? I'm trying not to jizz myself just looking.”

He chuckled softly glancing back at the track noting the coach in charge approaching the others “I gotta go and do try not to jizz yourself. That's my job” he said letting go of my hand and turning away with a wink. His parting words left me with a sense of longing and a familiar tinge of arousal through my groin as I watched him and the others prepare for the event. Ethan and I have an interesting relationship, if you were to ask us if we were dating we'd both say no but we just can't get enough of each other. Sure we're friends, we always talk at school about random junk, hot guys and upcoming meets...what we'll do to each other at those meets.

He's in position now aside the other runners, the coach ahead on the grass looks to them “runners ready” he raised a hand “get set!” They rose ready to start, he raised the starting gun in his other hand and fired. A thin wisp of smoke left the gun as the shot rang out and the runners took off at a leisurely pace, another thing I can't help but admire about Ethan. He's a distance runner something I could certainly never do, I'm a sprinter myself I don't now how he manages to keeps going its a real mystery to me. Ethan has the lead as per usual, our coach would tell us being in the lead on the first lap around means nothing that he needs to pace himself for the other laps. Ethan never really listened to her when it came to that, he always manages to maintain a steady pass that keeps him ahead of the rest.

Even if we didn't go to the same school I feel certain that we still would have ended up the friends we are now. Friends with benefits that is.

I love watching Ethan run, he takes such long strides and so graceful almost like a gazelle. They're on the third lap now, Ethan smiled fondly at me as he ran past holding his lead and I couldn't help but rub my crotch in anticipation. I really don't know that he sees in me, I'm so damn skinny you could feel my ribs with just the lightest touch. I have a little muscle I suppose mostly just a little toned, the starter gun sounded again signaling the last lap of the 1600. He still had the lead and what's more he was starting to pull away from the others, reaching into that bit of reserve of energy that he always seemed to have.

He'd fallen behind only once, two guys got slightly past him or so it would seem. I smiled knowing better, he slowed his pace merely so he could ogle their behinds and then he was off toward the win. It was almost effortless on his part, winning was something that came natural to him. The only indication that he had exerted at all was a thin layer of sweat glistening on his lightly tanned skin.
I was getting more riled up just looking at him, I licked my lips feeling that all too familiar voracity welling up in the pit of my stomach.

My eyes scanned the track, I needed to find us somewhere to go and fast before I really do jizz myself. I found the most obvious answer to my question, behind the bleachers on the other side of the field across from where the spectators were sitting. Ethan came over to me, sports bag slung over his shoulder before he could say anything I grabbed him by the wrist. “Lets go” I said not bothering to hide the excitement in my voice, he only smiled and let me lead him it was maybe a two minute walk.
The most agonizing two minutes of my life I might add.

“You must be extremely horny,” he began noticing how my pace increased as we neared the empty bleachers. “As riled up as you are this should be something to remember” his voice was low and hoarse, he likely wasn't much better off than I was.

We got behind the bleachers without anyone noticing, no sooner that Ethan had dropped his bag I was on him in an instant. I shoved him back against one of the beams supporting the bleachers and practically crushed our lips together in a sloppy, wet kiss. It felt amazing, I reveled in the feeling as he wrapped those strong arms around me and returned the kiss with a fiery passion. I had been right, his touch screamed that he wanted this every bit as much as I did if not more.

We always do this. Every time we're done with our events we go at it like rabbits, every single meet it never gets old I never tire of his magnificent body and I'd say the same goes for him. His hand grabbed my clothed erection “nghh” my lips parted as a glutteral moan erupted from my throat, he seized the opportunity. His tongue slipped into my mouth, my own tangling with his eagerly in a battle for dominance with equal enthusiasm. His hands caressed my sides, I inhaled the strong smell of his sweaty body which only served as to turn me on even more. He tasted sweet his tongue against mine as he always did. My breath hitched as I felt his hands grip my hips, he broke our kiss and I yearned for the touch before he twisted us around. I felt the icy touch of the steel beam only for and instant, my head arched back as Ethan rained soft kisses on the nape of my neck.

I gripped his shoulder for support, suddenly feeling as if I would fall. He pulled me flush against him grinding our hips together in a single frantic motion. He groaned against me, his body burning with desire, desire for me as we ground our clothed arousals against one another. I wasn't sure how much more of this I could take, I want him more than anything right now and I'm certain he knows it. I pushed him back slight before dropping to my knees. Grabbing at the waistline of his shorts clumsily, I tugged at the front of his shorts with ravenous need just enough for his throbbing erection to pop free. For a moment I could only stare at his thick cock, the sheer girth of it making my mouth water with something akin to hunger.

“Well...” he started breath rough and strained. I glanced up meeting his lust filled gaze “ya just gonna stare at it Ian or do something with it” that smirk of his, playful with that mischievous glint in his eyes. Without a second thought I wrapped my hand around the base of his shaft brushing a bush curly brown hair I heard Ethan groan through gritted teeth. Tentatively I stuck out my tongue grazing the head of his engorged length lavishing in the tang his manhood left on my tongue “oh god...Ian.” I leaned forward taking as much of his cock into my mouth as I could, so hot and hard I could barely control myself to keep it at a slow pace bobbing back and forth. Groans from above urged me on, a hand descended on my head tangling itself in my hair holding me as his hips began to thrust forward.

I almost gagged twice when he hit the back of my throat his eyes were shut tight focused solely on the feeling on the pleasure he was feeling. I let him ravish my mouth holding onto his hips, I let a hand fall down into my shorts firmly gripping my own cock I moaned around his length at the sensation. The feeling fueled me I sucked harder at his arousal and I felt his hips squirm, and shake as he drove his thick length in my mouth with even more zealous than before.

Suddenly he pulled my head back looking down at me with hazy look in his eyes “I can't wait anymore” he spoke inbetween pants. He lifted me onto my feet and turned me toward the beam, I leaned against as I felt his hard length brush against my rear. “You're gonna love this” he whispered in my ear, his feverish breath on my neck sending a delightful shiver down my spine before ducking away from me. I glanced back to find him digging fretfully through his bag before he found the bottle of KY lube he always carried around. It was half empty, an intimate reminder of our previous endeavors. He was behind me again as fast as he could manage with his cock bobbing as he walked, “get ready” he uttered another shiver coercing through me.

I kept my hands on the beam as Ethan lowered the back of my shorts just below my ass, enough for my cock to slip out. He inhaled sharply, I would guess the sight of me spread ready and waiting turning him on all the more. Our uniforms clung to us, skin slick with sweat but we didn't care we never really fully strip anyway on the off chance that someone happens to stumble upon us. With slick fingers Ethan dabbed at my entrance, I moaned softly the meager touch sending a spike of please through my hyper sensitive skin. A single digit slipped inside and I bit my lower lip stifling a moan, I looked back at Ethan my eyes pleading with him to hurry up.

He smirked leaning over my back slapping his cock against me as another finger entered me, it barely hurt and I really wasn't feeling up to him preparing me. I knew I'd be fine, I'd taking him without it before but I had been admittedly sore for a bit afterwards and he never liked seeing me like that knowing he caused it. He pumped his fingers into me and if I thought it was hard to keep quiet from that he didn't seem to want to make it any easier for me. With his free hand he grasped my cock, stroking it in time with his other hand; it was almost too much I wanting to explode right there. After what to me seemed like an eternity he pulled his fingers away, I groaned both at the empty feeling I was left with and the monstrous craving for what was to come.

“You ready?” he said positioning his wet, throbbing length at my entrance.
Keeping one hand on the beam ahead of me I reached back wrapping an arm around his neck, grasping the back of his head pulling him claiming his lips with my own. “Just shut up and fuck me” I said irked at his slow pace knowing full well that he was doing it on purpose just to drive me crazy. He seemed to get the message, I was barely able to keep myself from screaming aloud as the thick head of his cock breached past my entrance and brushed against my inner walls. He twisted his hand around the bottom of uniform at my lower back and the other holding onto my hip slowly driving himself inside me at an agonizingly slow pace. I gasped when he was fully seated inside me, every time I take I still feel as if he gets bigger its probably my imagination but...fuck he's so huge.

I can hear his breathing, he's trying so hard not to move to let me adjust but I don't want him to I just want him to fuck me senseless. To make my point I drive my hips back against his length and we both let out an boisterous moan, I feel his grip tighten throwing aside any previous hesitation. He pulls out until just the tip of his cock remains inside me, reaching below taking my length back into his hand before slamming back in. This time I can't stop it and have to clasp my free hand over my mouth to keep anyone from hearing me, Ethan loves driving me to the point that I lose all control. His thrusts are strong and quick, each and every one lighting my body aflame with unrestrained lust and need. His hand continuing to stroke my aching length in rhythm with those wonderful hips of his pounding deep inside me with an almost animalistic desire for completion.

He brushes against my prostate, and restraining a yelp a feel myself tighten around him eliciting a loud groan from him. I love this, having him inside me its like nothing I've every felt he's so much better than anyone I've ever had, it's almost as if we're...making love. “Ian... I'm gonna...” I don't hear the rest, his arms suddenly wrap around my waist pulling me against his hard chest, he continued to pumped himself into me.

My legs threaten to give out beneath me, I feel myself getting closer to the edge, his turgid member driving into me proves to much and finally. An immaculate squeak tears from my throat, thick white ropes shoot from my cock and onto the beam ahead of me my orgasm reverberates throughout my entire body. Ethan gives one last hard thrust groaning loudly, spilling his seed deep within my body holding me against him with quivering arms. He doesn't pull out, the feeling of the afterglow simply to good for us not to share. He kisses my neck sweetly, his arms still encircling me if I didn't know better I'd think he didn't want to let me go but at the moment I content with him holding me. “That...was...fantastic” I say as best I can while trying to regain my breath, running seemed like hardly anything compared to this.

“I'll say...your the best know that.” I giggle, nodding my head in agreement.

As Ethan held me close against him, and I stood satisfied in his warm strong embrace I thought about those words again like each time before. Those three simple words that neither of could bring ourselves to say no matter how much we longed to do so 'I love you.”