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Clean-Shaven Jocks (MM)
by Richard Starke
Hot Shots Magazine, November 1987
*
Steven was nervous as he got ready for the fraternity meeting.
It was the beginning of a new year and, as a senior, he would be a
pledge master for one of the new pledges. He had often dreamed of
having a hot young jock assigned to him. The idea of being able to
order one of the new studs around, even making him strip and perform
sexually for him, was exciting.
But Steven was shy and afraid he wouldn't be assertive enough or
that he and the pledge wouldn't hit it off. He had always been
attracted to other men but, being demure and inexperienced, he
didn't consider himself gay. Being around the fraternity jocks and
the guys on the baseball team excited him, especially in the
showers, but he didn't really expect he would ever do more than just
dream about sex with another man.
As Steven went downstairs for the meeting, the pledges and frat
members were mingling and getting acquainted. He was excited to see
so many good-looking guys interested in joining the fraternity.
When the frat president began the meeting and described the
initiation rites, Steven felt his cock start to throb and harden.
The new pledges would be assigned to a senior pledge master and part
of the initiation would involve shaving off of each pledge's body
hair. Then the pledges had to obey the commands of their assigned
pledge master until all their pubic hair grew back.
Steven began to tremble in anticipation as the assignments were
being made. He almost came in his pants when he heard his pledge
was John. John was Steven's ideal: a young all-American type jock
with dirty blond hair, dancing blue eyes, and a muscular body packed
into his tight T-shirt and jeans. John seemed to exude a seductive,
confident sexuality that filled Steven with a combination of
longing, fear, and anticipation stronger than he had ever known.
And Steven felt his desire and nervousness grow even more when
the frat president announced that the initiation would begin that
night. The pledges were ordered to strip and the entire fraternity
would participate in shaving them.
Steven felt the heavily loaded atmosphere of raw sexuality deepen
as the pledges began to strip off their clothes.
He couldn't help but notice that while most of the pledges were
uncomfortable about what was going to happen to them, John's self-
confidence seemed undisturbed. Steven noticed the cocky half grin
on John's handsome face as he slowly peeled off his T-shirt,
exposing his well-defined pecs and flat stomach.
Steven tried to hide how turned on he was when John unbuttoned
his jeans and pulled them down over his smooth taught legs, exposing
a bulging crotch in his skin tight briefs. Steven's heart stopped
when John began to pull his briefs down over his firm ass.
John gave Steven a teasing smile as he pulled them off to expose
his thick cock and low-hanging balls.
Steven joined in shaving the pledges. Each time he touched one
of the hot studs' cock and balls he felt dizzy with excitement.
When it came time to shave John, Steven was so horny his cock was
dripping. John caught his eye as he lay down on the weight bench to
be shaved and when Steven began to massage the shaving cream on
John's balls and his thick tool, Steven felt the beginning of an
orgasm that started from his toes and shook his whole body.
Never before had he come without even touching his cock! John's
eyes told him John knew exactly what had happened. While others
worked on various parts of John's body, Steven carefully shaved
John's pubic area, savoring the feel of the smooth skin, barely
daring to believe that this intoxicating body was his to order
around until the hair grew back.
The pledges were ordered to clean up the room while the frat
members discussed what they were going to make their pledges do in
the coming days. Shaken by how much he had been turned on by John
and the shaving party, Steven knew a part of his sexuality that had
always been there was manifesting itself in a way that would be
difficult to deny.
He decided, hearing the other pledge masters planned to humiliate
their pledges by making them perform naked, to make John serve him
in the nude so he could enjoy that sensual body as much as possible.
The next morning, when John reported as ordered, Steven shyly
ordered him to strip: "Every day I'm going to check to see how your
hair is growing, so I want you to come in and strip. Then I'll tell
you what else I want you to do."
With that cocky smile, John again went through the ritual of
removing his clothes in such a seductive way that Steven could
hardly stand it. He wanted John's gorgeous body more than he'd ever
wanted anyone before, but he couldn't tell if John wanted him or was
just playing with him. He DID know that he was going to savor every
second of watching and inspecting this hot body.
"Okay," Steven began, "I want you to pick up all these clothes.
And don't miss the socks under the bed."
Steven's breath quickened while he watched John's firm round ass
gyrate as he crawled under the bed. "Don't get up! I want you to
lie there on the floor."
Once again, Steven knew he was headed for orgasm and he knew he
would be embarrassed. He made John stay there until he had gone to
the bathroom and cleaned himself up. When he came back and told
John to get up, John's cock was half erect.
The ritual continued every day. John would come in and strip.
Steven would inspect John's crotch for signs that his crotch hair
was growing back. And every day, Steven would take just a little
longer to make his inspection.
There was no sign of the hair coming back by the end of the week,
but Steven's inspections were beginning to evoke more and more of a
response from John's cock. Steven could feel his own balls move in
their sack as he inspected John's cock until it began to throb and
harden. Steven loved the feel of it. It wasn't that it was so
long; but John's cut cock was thick even when it was soft. The head
was even thicker than the shaft and made Steven's mouth water just
to see it. And John's balls were huge! Without the pubic hair they
seemed to hang down forever. Each ball would be a mouthful.
John never seemed to mind the daily inspection. As a matter of
fact, he was driving Steven crazy because he would lie back, close
his eyes, and moan softly while Steven inspected him. When Steven's
hands lingered longer, John's cock responded by becoming fully erect
and his hips would begin to undulate until Steven lost his nerve and
ended the inspection.
Dinner conversation often centered on what the pledge masters
were ordering their pledges to do while the naked pledges prepared,
served, and cleaned up the meal. Steven listened enviously to the
accounts of pledges being ordered to masturbate, give their masters
blow jobs, or have their smooth asses fucked by the horny
upperclassmen. He knew that if he was going to get up enough nerve
to do more than look at John's hot body, he would have to do it soon
before John's hair grew back.
After an almost sleepless night, Steven nervously waited for John
to arrive. He decided he was going to order John to beat off for
him. John came in, stripped, and lay down on the bed for his daily
inspection. Steven inspected his cock and balls for signs of pubic
hair, looking and feeling every inch of John's crotch. John's dick
hardened, as it usually did, and his hips started to pump. Steven
took a deep breath, sat down in his desk chair, and ordered John to
stand up and beat off for his enjoyment.
Looking Steven in the eye, John stood, spread his legs, thrust
his hips forward so his cock was only inches from Steven's face, and
slowly began to stroke his thick tool. He stroked with one hand and
with the other fondled his smooth ball sack, rubbed his flat
stomach, and pinched his nipples. He began to moan softly and his
hips thrust harder as his orgasm began to approach. Steven couldn't
believe his eyes! John's rod was probably only about six or seven
inches long even when rock hard, but it was so thick! And the
mushroom head looked even thicker. It looked so tender and
enticing, it was all Steven could do to keep from touching it.
When it looked like John was about to shoot, Steven ordered him
to stop. A momentary look of confusion crossed John's face before
his control was back, but he stopped, holding his dripping dick, and
looking Steven in the eye.
"You will not have an orgasm until I say so," Steven ordered,
still looking at John's hard organ. "Now, turn around, bend over
and spread your cheeks. I want to make sure you are taking proper
care of yourself."
"Spread your ass. I want to see all the way up."
John pulled his firm, round asscheeks apart exposing the pink of
his hole. While John's back was turned, Steven rubbed his own
dripping cock and felt the spreading warmth of an orgasm.
For the next several days, Steven made John repeat this
performance, never allowing him to come. Steven had begun to
suspect that John was enjoying this as much as he was because, while
all the other pledges had grown a heavy stubble around their cocks,
John's pubic hair never showed any sign of beginning to grow back.
Steven also knew that his desire for sex with John was growing
stronger. He didn't know how much more frustration he could take.
John knew from the beginning that Steven was gay but too
sensitive and shy to make a move or, perhaps, even realize his
sexuality. And John was enjoying performing for Steven, teasing him
with his lithe muscular body. So every day when Steven went to
class, John would shave his pubic area to keep the hair from growing
back and to make his initiation last as long as possible.
He performed every command Steven gave him. He knew his cocky
confidence would eventually drive Steven to the limit of his
endurance.
John and Steven were both beginning to realize their feelings for
each other went deeper than pledge and master or simple lust. They
were falling in love with each other.
By the time several of the other pledges' pubic hair had grown
enough to end their initiation, Steven knew for sure John was
purposely extending his initiation. Steven's frustration, his love
for John, and his certainty that John shared his feelings grew to
the point that he decided it was time for John to have an orgasm.
The next day, Steven took even longer to inspect John's smooth
crotch. And John, growing hornier each day without an orgasm, was
fully erect as soon as Steven began. Steven spent a long time
feeling the area for signs of hair. Then he lifted John's legs,
spread his titillating asscheeks, and performed a close inspection
of John's ass.
"Okay. Stand up," Steven ordered. "That's it. Come over here
and beat that cock."
John started stroking his already dripping cock. He knew he
wouldn't be able to keep from coming for long. He stroked faster
and faster and, with one final thrust of his hips, let loose with
flood after flood of hot creamy jism.
The first load shot over Steven's shoulder, the rest hit him in
the face and hair. Steven sat there trembling for a moment. Then
he shyly reached up and took John's dripping tool in his hand and
touched it to his lips. Steven began to lick the head of John's
cock, savoring every drop of cum.
John took Steven's head and pulled him closer, slowly pushing
more of his hard dick into Steven's mouth. Steven could only take
part of it, but he gave in to his lifelong desire and began to suck
and lick the head of John's cock. This was heaven.
He licked down the side of the shaft, tracing each contour with
his sensitive tongue, relishing John's musky odor and the smooth
feel of male flesh, until he could take the smoothly shaven balls
into his mouth.
Steven took John's cock back in his mouth and sucked it to a
second explosive orgasm. This time he swallowed every drop of cum,
savoring the taste and hoping to taste a lot more. John bent down
and began to kiss Steven. He tasted his cum in Steven's mouth and
licked it from Steven's face.
He moved down Steven's body, removed his clothes, buried his face
in Steven's full, black mat of hair, then went down on Steven's
throbbing eight inches of hard cock. His experienced mouth worked
on Steven's cock until his hips bucked and he let loose in John's
mouth. John sucked every drop from Steven's dick, then led Steven
to the bed. They explored each others' bodies, loving the feel of
John's smooth crotch against Steven's hair. They sucked each other
off several more times, and fell exhausted into each others' arms.
"You know," John said, "I wouldn't mind continuing my initiation
with you on a permanent basis."
END