“On the Road”
Another day in the Bastille was winding down and Jonah was counting the seconds. He had been at this for right around eight months and while he had made a big name for himself on the local circuit, it was clear to him and most of the trainers at the gym that Jonah “The Jett” Boyer was ready to make the next leap. The problem was the head of the school was the only opinion that counted.
Rene Marnier, AKA Rene Masterson was a relic of the squared circle, Winning numerous titles all over the globe and being the envy every man and the desire of every woman with his matinee idol looks. But as time went on, rumors began to circulate about his preference for young, hard bodied men who where trying to break into the business. While he was never officially outed, his career hit the skids and he ended up opening this school to train want to be and up and coming pro wrestlers.
Boyer was in the ring going over his match with his opponent for this Saturdays house show the school was putting on at a drive inn theatre this Sunday. Masterson was walking around observing all that was going on, trying to pump up the ones he could, but all the while he had his eye on Boyer.
Boyer had been a pet project of Masterson’s since he found him in a summer freestyle tournaments. This wasn’t a kid that was going to further his education with a wrestling scholarship and would have ended up wasting his time supporting himself and whatever teenage girl he happen to knock up. But he has gifted physically and he was also gifted on the mat. If he had been in a different situation he might have been a major college champion, gone to the Olympics and settled into the normal life of gym teacher. But he had chosen the path of most resistance and was going to try and make a childhood dream reality.
His life had been far from perfect and he thought that sports could get him out of the one horse town he was from. Between football and wrestling he had enough interest from colleges to get him off on the right foot, but it just wasn’t meant to be. Boyer never new his father and his mother was for all practical purposes a meth head, young Jonah had grown up on his own being shuffled from foster family to foster family until his eighteenth. He drifted aimlessly between crap jobs, dealing, and some trips to the peep show district in Dayton to pleasure the married men who where on the done low at twenty bucks a pop. Then one weekend he caught a traveling wrestling show that came to his hometown fair grounds one night. Jonah had always been a pro wrestling fan from the time that his mother set him in front the TV set in their trailer while she entertained one of his “Uncles” in her Bed.
Given his High school record on the mat, it wasn’t that hard to convince Marnier to take him on in his school. The very sight of the young man in tights drove Marnier to distraction. Six feet two inches, two hundred twenty pounds of lean muscle, Jonah drove the women in the school wild, let alone the gay schoolmaster.
Things where winding at the gym and the crowd was thinning out. Young Jonah was winding down his workout, keeping an interested eye on his mentor as he passed back and forth like old lion surrounded by lionesses in heat. Jonah knew that something was up but he had no idea what it was or that it might change his entire life.
The combination of pheromones and shower steam filled the somewhat small locker room. Jonah was in there stripping off his sweat soaked workout cloths and let them drop to the floor. He plopped down on the bench next to the lockers, contemplating his life when the outside door opened.
“How you doin kid,” Marnier asked as he stepped through the door and slowly moved toward the other end of the bench. Boyer reached in to this locker and pulled out a towel. He slowly started to wipe the sweat from his face.
“I’m good boss, everything set for the weekend “replied Jonah as he slowly began to slid out of his workout cloths. He slid out of his top skin, exposing his glistening young sculpted chest. You could almost hear the blood flow shift south in the old French Canadian.
“ You know, there ’s a tour going out and there’s a spot open for you, are you ready to climb that ladder to the big time “ Asked Marnier while he watched the young man slowly disrobe down to his jockstrap and cup. Jonah could almost sense the hard on growing in the old man’s sweat pants. He got the sense that the old fart was selling the spot on a tour and Jonah was not above doing what he had to do to get ahead. He stood there naked in front of the old man with a semi evil grin on his face. Marnier just stared at the young, chiseled body that stood in front of him. A tiny little trickle of drool appeared in the corner of his mouth. Jonah reached in to his locker and grabbed a bottle of body wash and another, bigger towel and started to walk over to where the showers were. He threw the towel over the side of the barrier wall and walked through the entrance into the shower. He looked back at the Horny old man, smiled at him again and said.
“Why don’t you come in her and maybe we can discuss it”.
Jonah slipped behind the wall and Marnier quickly stripped down bar assed naked and almost fell on his ass trying to get to the showers. Jonah laughed a little as he got under the heavy pulsing shower. He slowly began to lather himself up with the liquid soap he had brought in with him. The old man just stood there, dumfounded with his half hard cock in his hand.
As the lather on Jonah’s body got spread around enough, it found its way down to his swelling Manhood. He slowly began to stroke his hardening flesh pole as the warm water rushed over his chiseled young body. Marnier slowly moved closer to the man-child, reaching out to grab a handful of his firm ass. With his own cock standing at attention now, the older man had two handfuls of ass, slowly kneading each slowly like two lumps of dough.
“Mmmmmm that feels good” Moaned Jonah as he spread his legs further apart to allow the old fool more access to what he wanted. Marnier spread Jonah’s cheeks apart and slid his hard wet dick between the ass cheeks. He slowly began to wet hump the boy and with his massive arms reached around the boy’s torso, one hand fiddling with one of Jonah’s Nipples while the other had a firm grip around the Boy’s now rock hard cock.
The hand around his dick stroked up and down while the old man slid his bloat dong up and down the crack of the Boys ass. Jonah had braced himself against the shower wall and began to hump back.
While Jonah was grinding his hips into the old man’s pelvis he reached up to the soap dish where his shower gel was and pulled down a condom he had brought in with him. He quickly tore open the wrapper and then stood up and turned around to face Marnier. Jonah slowly dropped to his knees and was now faces to cock with the older man’s swollen dong bouncing in front of his vary eyes. He grabbed it and pulled the old man closer to him. He then began circle the fat head of Marnier’s prick with his tongue. With each circle he took more of the man meat deeper in his mouth and slowly began to let him fuck Jonah’s face.
Marnier wrapped both of his large hands around Jonah’s head and began to slowly push the boy’s face deeper and deeper on his on his tool.
“Mm, yeah, suck that cock, deeper, goes deeper “moaned the old Frenchman while he drove his hips into the young mans face.
Jonah came up for air and took a deep breath and then placed the tip of the new condom he had just opened between his teeth. He moved his mouth back to the swollen joint and slowly unfolded the robber down its thick shaft. He bobbed in and out a few more times, making sure that the latex was good and lubed with his own saliva. When he got it good and wet, he stood up and turned away from the old man and his throbbing dick, bracing himself against the shower wall and sticking his fine young ass out for him to take.
“Come on, your finally getting what you’ve wanted since I walked through your door” he said as he spread his cheeks, showing off his rosebud to the horny old fart. The old man quickly grabbed his Johnson and guided it in. the latex cover, spit soaked flesh lance was pressing against Jonah’s sphincter. He tensed up a bit as the Frenchman plowed his way up Jonah’s asshole.
“Ohhhh, yeah, fuck me, fuck me hard” squealed Jonah while Marnier began to pick slowly pick up steam. The Telltale sounds of flesh smacking flesh grew louder and more frequent as Marnier began to bang away on the young man’s ass. It got so loud and hard that Marnier was almost lifting the Boy off his feet.
“Yeah, you like my cock up your hole don’t you boy,” growled the old pervert while he continued to smack his pelvis up against the fine young man boy ass. Jonah was furiously beating his own rigid member while getting slammed in the ass and he could feel his balls start to swell and draw up. He knew he wasn’t going last too much longer so he started to ram his hips back on the Frenchman’s pelvis harder and faster. Jonah was getting ready to blow and he could feel the tremble of Marnier’s legs, as he was almost ready as well.
“Ohh yes, yes, I’m Cumming “shouted the old man as he rammed Jonah hard the last few times. He pulled out of the boy’s ass and turned him around. He then slowly dropped to his knees and took the boys engorged dick in his mouth and began to bob in and out on it. It wasn’t to long before Jonah blew a huge load in Marnier’s mouth. Jonah collapsed against the wall of the shower. They both smiled at each other and then slowly got up and walked out to the locker room.
Both Jonah and his boss got cleaned up and dressed. Jonah sat down and started asking questions about the tour he was going to send Jonah on.
“You know what’s Going on, don’t you “He asked Jonah. Jonah sat down and started putting on his shoes.
“Yeah, basically some people are going to be out of a job soon” replied Jonah while he laced up his hikers.
“It’s a little bit more complicated then that, the founder of the promotion is in real trouble from the money people that are backing him”
“Kinda what happens, when you bang your top talents wife and help end their Marriage”?
“Don’t Fuck around” He snapped back” Look, I know that you all think that the business is respectable and above board now, but trust me you fuck these people and you could end up at the bottom of some river “.
Jonah cracked a little smile, a man talking about respectable and above board after what he just did in the shower with someone half his age. The hypocrisy of some of the people in this business was astounding to him.
“I got it, tread lightly, do what I’m told, anything else,” he asked while finishing lacing up his boats.
“The people you’ll be traveling with will be at the show this weekend so be ready to go after the show,” he said. Jonah gave him a quick nod and then headed for the door