Swimmer-Coach - Chapter 5 By Larry (Laetuseros@aol.com) Edited by Chipster (chipster071053@yahoo.com)
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A SWIMMER AND HIS COACH Chapter 5
All weekend, I tried to get used to that butt plug. Rocky suggested that I phone home and ask to stay at his place over night. He'd bring me home late Sunday evening. I waddled to the phone, keeping my anus clenched tight. Rocky laughed hysterically, and was choking off his laughter as I talked with my mother. She wanted to know if I had enough fresh clothes. I assured her I had packed some when I went to Coach's house for the swim party. She sighed and told me to be sure return in time for Sunday supper. I assured her that I would and hung up the phone.
I turned to Rocky and gave the "Yes!" sign (holding your closed fist at head height and pulling it downward in a quick jerk while bringing your knee up to meet your elbow.). Rocky opened his arms wide, inviting me into a hug with him.
"See, I told you it would be a piece of cake. She likes me and she knows you like me so she's comfortable with letting you stay overnight. What say we prep each other for the Wednesday meet?" He was caressing and kneading my butt cheeks and hugging me close to his warm body. His face was in front of mine, those green eyes searching mine; his button nose was pressed against the tip of my cleft nose, his tongue licked out to tantalize mine.
"What's to prep, do you want to go out to the pool and swim laps?" I was grinning at him with a question in my eyes. I really had no clue as to what he was talking about.
"No, asshole, I mean we could help each other shave off our body hair and you could use a new haircut. Maybe remove all those waves of yours!" He released his hold on me and started toward the bathroom. He turned and indicated with his finger that I should follow him.
"You must know that the best swimmers shave their bodies before a meet. It cuts down on the water drag, increases your speed, gives you an edge, besides, its lots of fun to do! Come on, I'll show you all you need to know. You don't have a lot of body hair anyway, just your legs and ass cheeks, and in your armpits. Do you shave your face yet?" Rocky started pulling out his razor and canister of shaving cream, a bottle of baby oil, some talc powder and set them on the counter top.
I walked up and inspected the shaving items. I turned to him and he told me to get into the shower. I did and when I went to turn the shower on, he stopped me. "Hey, we do this dry first, then with the shave cream to get the stubble, then we shower and before we towel dry, I get to rub your body with the baby oil. Now turn and face the wall."
I felt the razor glide down my neck and over my shoulders and down my spine. Rocky grunted and commented, "Not a lot of back hair, just down near you ass cheeks. Okay, turn round and face me." He checked out my face, grasping it roughly with one hand and making me turn to the left, then right as he inspected my chin for whiskers. "Nope, still smooth as a baby's ass!"
"What would you know about baby's asses?" I asked with sarcasm in my voice. Then I winced in pain as Rocky grabbed my nut sack in one hand and was squeezing it. "No smart ass remarks, buddy, or I might slip with the razor and these are gone and you won't need to worry about having babies." He was grinning at my discomfort.
"For your information stud, I know a lot about baby's asses." I looked at his face, his tongue was sticking out between his red lips as he glided the razor over my pec muscles and down over my ribs. After finishing that, and rubbing his flat hand all over my chest, he told me to raise my arm and put my hand behind my head. A couple of quick swipes and he had remove the light brown hair that grew there. He knelt down and the razor swept over my abs and the line of dark hairs went. He looked up at me, "A lot of guys wince at this part and some even cry." With six heavy swipes he removed all my pubic hair.
"Spread your legs open so I can get your inner thighs. Bend over too, and I'll remove the hair between your ass cheeks. Man, you are heavy down here!" He proceeded to remove the hair and went down and round my legs. When he rubbed his palm over the shaven area checking for rough spots, that sent shivers up my body. Satisfied with his work, he stood up and blew the hair from the razor blade. He handed me the razor, "Okay, your turn!"
"Rocky, you don't seem to have a lot of hair, just a sort of golden fuzz all over your body. I hadn't noticed it before." I proceeded to imitate his actions on me. Of course, he was turning his body and with pointing finger indicated where he wanted me to defuzz him. I worked my way down to his neither parts. He spread his legs wide, and bent from the waist down to touch the floor with his fingertips, then in a demonstration of flexibility, put his hands flat on the floor. I took care as I glided the bare razor over his ass cheeks, between his hefty thighs, down his magnificent calves and even the arch of his foot. He lay on the shower floor on his back, raised his knees to his chest. "Now you got clear access to my cock, balls, and ass, so do them now!"
I very carefully went around his ass cheeks and around his pale pink pucker. Carefully I ran the razor over is tight scrotum, and grabbed the end of his cock, and ran the razor over the hair that grew on the foreskin and shaft. He felt with his hand to check for stubble. "Nice job, kiddo! Now we get a nice warm shower to swell up the hair stubs, then a apply the shave crème and shave it all off." He adjusted the water temperature and started washing me with a sponge and some liquid soap. I had never seen a liquid soap and asked about it. He explained that his mother had picked it up on her visit to Europe. It smelled of pine or balsam and suds up like crazy. It left your skin with a slight tingle. He seemed satisfied that he'd gotten every place on my body. He handed me the sponge, squirted more of the liquid on it and handed it to me. I started with the top of his crew cut head and worked my way down his body. He had a huge erection and I swiped the sponge around it and then down his legs. We both rinsed free of the soap and Rocky turned off the shower.
Reaching out of the shower, Rocky retrieved the can of shave crème and sprayed some on his palm, then transferred that to my shoulders and chest. He took a fresh razor and shaved off all the applied crème. He worked his way down my body. When he got to my pubic area, Rocky grasped my schalong firmly in his hand and using against the grain stokes of the razor removed the stubble. When finished I was clean as a newborn baby.
"Okay, Lar, you get to do me!" He handed me the can and razor. He was soon as bare as I was and we looked at each other. "Man you look good, and feel good too!" He rubbed his hands over my shorn body as the warm shower waters cascaded over us. He pulled me in a close hug and worked his hard cock between my nut sack and thigh, as his firm hairless chest rubbed mine. His hands worked under my arms and into the hair on the back of my head. He pulled my hair down forcing my chin up and exposing my neck to him. He open mouthed my neck, sucking the flesh and licking with his tongue. He looked at me and told me, "We are definitely going to do something with your hair...its too long!"
Exiting the shower, he went to the counter and pulled a pair of barbers scissors and a long comb from the drawer. He grabbed my head by the hair and forced me out of the shower stall. He pulled out a stool and sat me on it. I whimpered and cried out for him to stop, but by then he had taken several large strands of hair and cut them from my head. I just sat there and watched as strands of hair fell to the floor around me.
He turned me around to face the mirror and commanded me to look up. I gazed in the mirror expecting to see myself bald, at least nearly scalped. Instead I saw my square face. He had cut the sides close, military style, but had left several longer strands on the top that came down over my forehead. I had to admit it was a nice cut and I was really surprised.
"Well, you won't be spending much time combing your hair now. Not until it grows back in, but I think you'll want to keep it this short. Wipe your hand thorough your hair, see if it falls right back in place. Neat, isn't it?" I was amazed! It really did look good, and it sure wouldn't need a lot of care around the pool.
"Rocky, I didn't know you knew how to cut hair. I was expecting the worst, but this is really great, I love it!" I rubbed my hand back and forth over the top and watch the hair fall right back into place. As I had admired myself in the mirror, he had cleaned up my shorn locks and was putting things away. He was beaming with pride, and it was well-deserved praise that I gave him.
"Glad yah like it. It makes you look cute, more masculine, less of a twit!" He successfully dodged my fist. "Hey, watch the fistycuffs, you know I can punch out your lights at anytime!" Grinning he pulled me toward his bed. We fell onto the bed with our arms around each other. Rocky rolled off and went back into the bath to retrieve two bath sheet towels. He told me to get off the bed and help spread the bath towels over the sheets. He was grinning and his emerald eyes sparkled. "You're going to enjoy this. Get down on your belly on the bath towel, arms overhead, and legs spread wide. I'll be right back!"
I lay out on the towel, my head on a pillow, arms stretched up to the headboard. Ken came back and climbed up on the bed between my spread legs. I turned to look back at him. He was spreading some oily substance on his palms and rubbing them together.
"Nah, just relax. Close your eyes and don't watch what I'm doing." As I turned back onto the pillow, Rocky leaned forward, his hands gripping my shoulders. He started massaging my shoulders with his oily hands. He applied some more of the liquid to the middle of my back and spread that evenly over my broad back and down the sides. I felt his fingertips press into my flesh and massage the muscles of my back. I was rapidly relaxing as he worked the oily liquid down over my butt cheeks and the backs of my thighs. "Larry, don't fall asleep, pay attention to what I'm doing, cause you'll be doing me next. This is that oil job that you get after shaving your body. Feels good, doesn't it?" I just mumbled that it did and relaxed some more. I was startled awake by a firm slap to my left ass cheek. "Stay awake!" He was spreading his body over me as his hands slid up to my deltoids and onto my triceps and elbow, and ending by mingling his strong fingers with mine. He was fully stretched over my back. His firm cock was pressed into my back. His head was next to mine and he was giving my ears, quick flick with his tongue.
"Now, we have your back oiled up and massage in, slowly turn over and I'll oil up the front of your gorgeous body." He lifted up off me and squatted at the foot of the bed. He watched me roll over as he applied more of the oily substance to his palms. He took the bottle and laid a thin line down the middle of my chest and abs. He picked up my ankles and spread my legs wide. He started at the top of my pecs and massaged the oil in. I felt a slight warmth beginning. He teased my nipples and made them hard. His slick hands moved downward, spreading the oil and working it in with his fingertips and the flat palm of his hand. He completely by passed my genital area after getting me worked up playing in the area my pubic hair once grew. He spread more oil on my thighs and worked each one, down over my kneecaps and shins. He grabbed a foot and with his thumbs worked the arch and the sole of my foot. It felt really good! I raised my head up off the pillow and looked at him. My cock was rock hard and bouncing on my oiled abs.
"That's it sweet cakes, you get to do me now. Get your ass up off the bed and let me take that warm spot. Here's the oil, be careful not to use too much." I rolled sideways off the bath sheet and stood alongside the bed as Rocky stretched out and lowered his body where I had laid mine.
I applied a small amount of the oil to my palms as I walked to the end of the bed, climbed up on my knees and worked up between his muscular thighs. I was going to enjoy this, touching every inch of his sexy body with oily fingers. How delicious the thought, how horny it made me. As I leaned forward to reach my hands to his shoulder, I made sure my hard cock grazed his back. He moaned. I grasped his shoulders, feeling the well-developed swimmer muscles flex beneath my oiled hands. I leaned back, turned and got the bottle of oil and applied a thin stream down his spine. He wiggled his hips. I moved forward and massaged the oil into his back and down the sides to his hips. Those two firm luscious ass cheeks were there for me to play with. I applied some more oil to my hands, rubbed them together to warm them. I cupped his ass cheeks and massaged the oil into them. I teased the crack of his ass, got the bottle of oil and squirted a small amount at the top of his ass cleft and watched it flow downward.
Rocky had folded his arms under his head, his chin resting on his arms. He mumbled that what I had done was horny as hell. I reached down under his crotch and pulled my hand up between his ass cheeks, making sure my thumb pressed his anus as it passed. More satisfied moans. "Hey, stud muffin, don't start that, it comes later. Get the backs of my thighs and calves." I allowed my thumbs to ride down over his ass cheeks and down the inside of his thighs as I squeezed and kneaded his muscular thighs. Rocky groaned out a, "Oh, yeah, just like that. It feels so good" I worked into his calf muscles, those two bulging muscles. I'd only seen that definition on guys like Steve Reeves in the body builder magazines. Here I had them in my hands. I gave his foot a good massage. I knelt back and told him to turn over.
He rolled over and I had the chance to just gaze at his well-developed body. His arms were loosely flung over his head, his legs spread wide. His swollen pleasure pole was throbbing on his chiseled abdominals and his nipples were firmly erect. His eyes were closed, his full lips slightly parted. I observed the slight pulse in his neck. He was so damned sexy and oh so well developed. All my masturbation dreams lay in front of me, waiting, waiting for me to oil him up. I saw his mouth break into that sexy grin, "I know what your thi-n-k-ing! First you have to oil me up, the sexy stuff waits till later!"
So I applied more oil to my palms and onto his chest and abs. I spread it with my flat palms and did not play with his nipples, but worked down to his abs and pelvic girdle. His hard throbbing cock slid over the backs of my hands and I worked around it and under it. Next, I oiled and work his might thigh muscles, over his kneecaps and down his shins. I was finished, and I took the bottle of oil and squirted some on my chest. I scooted up so our knees were together and lowered my self onto his chest. The oil made it very slippery between our two bodies. I squirmed very sexily over his chest. His arms came round and he hugged me. Our two swollen cocks rubbed deliciously over our shorn smooth flesh. I started humping forward. My cock shaft rubbed next to his. He rolled us over and raised his chest off mine. "So, now you want to play, do you!" he said grinning at me. I smiled coyly and replied, "Yeah!"
He squatted on the bed and held my butt cheeks between his thighs. His balls and cock were smashed against my ass cheeks. Rock's hands slid over my oiled hips, and he lifted me up. He rocked back slightly to get his cock into position with my boy pussy lips. His man meat entered my anus in one smooth motion. I laid my legs up on his thighs on each side, gripping him tightly. This was something new. He continued to rock back and forth on his feet, his oiled cock slickly moving in and out of my anus. I reached for my loose ball sack and pulled it tightly over my hard cock shaft, thus protecting them from his thrusts into my ass. My shoulders pushed back into the bed, my hips suspended in his hands. Every inward thrust hit my nut and my cock was profusely flowing with lubricating pre cum juice. My stomach was coated with the sticky substance. I grunted with every inward thrust, and sighed as he pulled his hard, fat, wonderful cock out of my boy pussy. His rhythm was flawless and he stoked my fire to exploding. As I orgasm, my sphincter gripped tightly causing him to fire six hot spurts of his cream into my rectum. His hands lowered my hips to the bed, and his body slid upward to cover my heaving chest. We were both breathing hard, sucking big gulps of air into our lungs. He briefly kissed me and rolled off to the side onto his back. We lay side by side on his large bed. I briefly thought that if someone were looking down from the ceiling, they would have seen two spent teens laid stark naked, completely hairless, defenseless, before them.
Rocky turned and rose up on one elbow, resting his head on his left hand. His right hand was caressing my abs and chest, spreading the oil and cum mixture. He brought his hand to his mouth and licked the palm. "Not bad, you want some?" and offered his palm to me. I shook my head no, but he pressed it to my lips and I licked it.
I sighed. "That was really good. What do you have for an encore performance?" I lazily turned my head to look at him. He was dreamy eyed, like he was lost in thought. His hand had returned to caressing my chest and abs, playing with my spent cock, rubbing and pulling my nut sack.
"Mmmm, you know that is a good question. I don't know, I've never done this before. Usually the guys meet in one of the rooms and we all get naked, hit the showers, soap up, cream up and shave each other bare. We shower, dry off, then while standing, we oil each other up and rub it in good. Sometimes, if someone offers up his ass, we take turns plugging it. We usually wind up in a circle jerk. You'll see that Tuesday evening. I think Carl is having us over to his place." Finished, he rose up and got on top of me. We began trading off kisses, he teasing me with quick licks of his tongue, as I tried, unsuccessfully, to suck his tongue into my mouth. It developed into a tongue fight. Rocky, being on top, declared himself winner.
Rolling off me and getting off the bed, he stood alongside. "Here use the towel to take off the excess oil and, er, stuff. You hungry? I can fix a couple of burgers, or how about a salad?"
I sat up and toweled my chest and abs free of our passionate coupling. "Yeah, you know that sounds good about now. That salad, burger combinations sounds great." Without thinking about it, we both walked down to the kitchen naked. I fixed the salad, tearing the leaf lettuce into chunks, slicing the tomato into quarters, shaved a carrot and chopped a celery stalk, found some croutons and the salad oil and wine vinegar. Rocky had two meat patties in a frying pan, had sliced onions and mushrooms, and pouring on all kinds of meat sauces over the cooking burgers. He had retrieved the ketchup, asked if I used mayonnaise, I didn't, and set the countertop with silverware. He set two cold bottles of beer at each place setting.
Returning to the frying burgers, he asked if I liked cheese on my burger, and placed a square of cheese on each burger. He had toasted a bun for each of us. Rocky took two plates and two bowls from the cupboard. He handed me the bowls, and took the plates with him to the range. He returned to the counter top with each plate containing a huge burger between the toasted buns. I grabbed a few lettuce leaves and placed them inside my burger. Rocky looked, then did the same.
The two of us scarped down the salad and burgers, guzzled the beer. Rocky belched and then gathered the dishes together and placed them in the sink. He took the beer bottles out to the garage trash barrel. While he did that, I wiped the counter clean, and washed the plates, bowls and utensils. The kitchen was back to orderliness. He walked over to me, grabbed me around the waist and said, "What say we watch a training film. It will give you some idea of what Wednesday will be like." We walked back to the living room and Rocky started the 8mm movie projector. We watched as the figures jerked and flashed on the screen. He explained what was happening as the movie played out. All too soon, the film ended. I told him I thought I got the idea. He said that it wasn't too glamorous, "just keep your cool and you'll do okay. I guess we better put those dildos back up our ass"
We went back up to his bathroom and picked up the dildos that we had earlier removed from our asses. Rocky said he would go first, since his would take more time. He braced himself against the counter, as I greased up his bright red asshole and the string of two-inch plastic balls. I pushed the first ball onto his anus, and was amazed as it first spread his ass hole, then plopped inward. I was finally able to work the fourth ball in. He turned, his eyes full of tears. "Shit those really hurt going in. I am really fighting the sensation that I need to take a crap. They feel weird! If I don't break the record, Coach will be in a lot of trouble. I'll force these up his ass while the guys stuff his mouth with their dildos.
"Well, you seemed to enjoy my pulling them out. Your cock got as hard as a steel rod! Well, it's my turn. You want to put it in or should I try it myself?" I stood holding the black dildo, rubbing it with lubricant.
"Hey, I want the experience of seeing your asshole spread to accept that plug. Here, give it to me and lean on the counter. Spread you legs a bit more. Yeah, good. Here we go!" I felt the blunt cold tip of the plug push on my anus. My ass ring spread and Rock's firm pressure forced it into my rectum. It felt full and pressed on my prostate. Rocky pressed the T handle between my ass cheeks to seat the plug. I felt the tingle of electricity flow up my body as I stood upright. My tired well used cock started rising to the challenge. Rocky grinned and suggested that we walk around the room and try to find some way not to look awkward while walking. When we became comfortable with the walking, we went up and down the stairs. My cock was dripping pre cum from the slit. We next thought we'd try to run around the perimeter of the backyard, around the pool and see how that felt. Well, without touching my bouncing cock, I dumped a load and doubled over with the orgasm. Rocky didn't have that effect, though his cock was swollen and dripping. We wiped up the leaking cum and pulled on our tight boxer briefs.
Sitting down was a thrill. I was glad that Rocky had suggested we work this out at his house, because with my brother, and my dad, I'd been found out rather quickly. I don't think the idea that this was a training device would have gone over well with my father. While I was contemplating this, Rocky's phone rang. He answered and turned to me, "Its your little brother?" I remembered that I had promised to be home and let him ravage my ass. I took the phone from Rocky, and then asked, "What?" It was just what I had envisioned. He was worried that I wouldn't keep my promise. I explained that this was something I needed to do and that when I did come home we could continue where we left off. He finally was mollified and I hung up the receiver. Rocky asked me, "What was all that about?"
I told him about slipping into my kid brother's bed and fucking him and then allowing him to do the same to me. Then he made me promise to do it with him tonight, while he was wide awake and could fully enjoy it, and then he wanted to do some other things that he and his buddies had read about in Playboy magazine. Rocky was very amused. "My, my, my, our little innocent has a horny younger brother. Why don't you invite him over? It would be fun to initiate him into mansex. He knows how to get over here, doesn't he?"
"Hell, no, Rocky, he'd blab it to all his buddies, then everyone would know about it!" I looked at Rocky with horror showing on my face. He was grinning ear to ear. He was enjoying my discomfort with the idea of both of us older guys fucking and sucking my kid brother and him doing us. Rocky was now rubbing his brief covered pole of pleasure. I explained that he was three years younger than I and he traveled with a loose-mouthed gang. He continued grinning and told me to think of all that tight young virgin ass we could plow with our hard cocks. He went on to describe how their wet hot mouths would feel wrapped around our fat pulsing cocks. I finally realized he was taunting me and wasn't serious, just thought it was very amusing and worth teasing me about it.
He put his arm behind me and a hand on my shoulder. "Yeah, you are right, he's a bit young for our crowd, but he is aware of his sexuality. What say we hit the hay and wake up early for a run around the neighborhood, and down to the beach?" We walked to the bed, he lifted the rumpled sheets and climbed into bed, I slipped in behind him. He turned and grinning that beautiful smile asked, "Is this how you did your brother?" and started laughing. I slugged him in his ribs and told him not to start anything. As he backed his warm body into mine, I reached over his waist and grasped his semi hard pecker and squeezed. We fell into a deep sleep locked in the tight embrace of two lovers.
I swear I heard a gong sound, then realized it was Rocky's alarm clock going off. I peered over the edge of the sheet and looked at the window. The sun was just rising. Rocky stirred and moaned, "Its morning already?" I slipped out of the bed and let Oscar lead me to the bathroom. I pulled down the front of my boxer brief and bent my hard rod toward the center of the toilet bowl. As I was cutting loose, Rocky stood beside me and added his thunder to mine. The bowl's surface foamed and bubbled and then the pungent scent of our combined urine rose up. Rocky bent forward and hit the flush handle. He turned and brushed his lips across mine, his hand lingering on my shoulder, then sliding down my bare back. He turned the faucet and filled a glass with water, swallowed a mouth full, gargled, leaned over the sink and spit it into the sink.
"Well, you ready for that morning run? Going to wear those boxers? Hey, just kidding, I think I have a pair that will fit you." He walked to the bureau, opened a drawer and fished around in it and came out with a pair of electric blue running shorts. "Here, slip on these. I'll wear my red silky pair and let's see socks and sneakers next." We looked around, trying to remember where we had kicked them off. I looked under his bed, yep, there they were. We each sat on a side of the bed, pulled on thick running socks and then tied up our sneakers. We were finally out the door and jogging down the street, heading for the beach. It was very early on a Sunday morning, too early for the church crowd. The breeze felt wonderful on my bare chest. I was very aware that it had been shaved clean of hair. The plug in my rectum announced its presence and I started getting a world-class boner. I slipped a hand down the front of my shorts, pulled my cock up against my stomach and proceeded to keep jogging. I noticed Rocky had the same problem.
We made it to the beach and paused to view the calm lake, lazy waved slipping up on the beach. Neither of us was breathing hard. I did feel my temperature rising and a slight sweat had started under my arms, my armpits itched.
"Well, stud, shall we continue down the beach?" Without waiting, he went down the embankment to the sand below. I followed after him. We jogged about an hour down the beach; sweat was running down our smooth bodies. We stopped for a breather, got our breath under control and started back the way we had come. Rocky was cheery and full of pep. He turned to me, "We will both need a shower after this, I'm sweating like a pig!" I agreed and told him how nice it would be to soap up his smooth body and caress his ass cheeks. We bantered back and forth with our sexual desires, getting ourselves psyched up for a hot shower session. We made it back to the embankment, climbed up and jogged back to his house. We entered through the back door and right up to the bathroom, undressing on the way up. We did the usual shower routine, lots of squeezing and handling and poking into crevasses. Rinsed off with huge boners projecting from our tight abs. With the hair shaved off, they looked even bigger than normal. I grabbed Rocky around the arms when he wasn't looking and wrestled him to the bed. We rolled, groped, felt, and wound up in a mutual 69 position, pleasuring each other by sucking and licking our swollen pendula. Rocky entered his wet finger into my ass ring, and my pecker spurt forth in a weak attempt at an orgasm. Rocky's pleasure pole swelled in my mouth, he emitted a weak spurt, enough that I swallowed it and his cock into my throat. We rolled apart onto our backs and looked at the ceiling.
Rocky turned his head toward me, "I guess we need to rest up awhile. Maybe now is the time to do that algebra problem you have. Come on over to the desk and show me what you are having trouble with." I joined him and we talked out the problem. He showed me where I had taken a false trail, gave me a few practice problems and then when he was sure I had the principles well fixed in my head, suggested that we should think about getting me home in time for dinner.
It had been a great weekend and I did hate to go back to my home. Rocky picked up on my reluctance and told me that there would be other days and nights and weekends that we could get together. He also reminded me that we could have some fun with other guys on the team, and he was sure I would be ready for some variety in my sexual experimentation. He boarded his jalopy and quietly made our way to my house. I mentioned that I thought his driving was very conservative. He laughed and then explained why he was so careful. If he had just one accident or one complaint from any neighbor, his father promised to revoke his driving privileges. He would be reduced to using his bike or shanks mare (walking) for transportation.
We were greeted at my house by my overeager brother. He was drooling at the sight of Rocky and wanted to see every part on Rocky's jalopy. Rocky was impressed with his knowledge of automotives and took the time to show my kid brother the engine and explaining what he had rebuilt. Finally satisfied, my brother relented and walked toward the house. I shook Rocky's hand and thanked him for the ride home and the help with my algebra. This in ear shot of my parents to cover what really happened this weekend. I waved as Rocky drove off.
I turned and entered the kitchen. My mother asked if I had enjoyed the weekend. I said yes and explained that he had also helped me solve my algebra/geometry problems. She replied that it was nice to have that kind of friend. She asked me to put my things in my room and then come back to help with dinner. Yep, things returned to normal, real fast!
I walked upstairs and entered our bedroom. My brother was naked on the bed. His head was back against the headboard, his feet up over his head and his ass cheeks ready for some attention. I looked at his little pink pucker and stared as it opened in an "O" then slowly closed. It opened again and I stuck my finger into the opening to the hilt. It closed around my finger and I slowly pulled my finger out. My brother lowered his legs, and his 5-inch boner was standing tall. "That really felt good, Larry! Hurry up and get undressed, I want to fuck and suck!
"Sorry little guy, mom has asked me to help her get dinner ready. So we'll have to do this a little later. What the hell were you doing?"
"I was sucking my own cock! What you think I was doing?" He laid fondling his pecker and pulling the foreskin down off the pick glans looking up at me.
"You need to use some lotion on your pecker when you do that, otherwise you're going to be too sore to fuck me in bed tonight." I turned and went downstairs to help get dinner ready. My father was still sleeping in his recliner, the Sunday paper in his lap, the Muntz TV still running. I walked into the kitchen and took the china out of the cupboard, the silverware from the cabinet drawer and set the kitchen table for dinner. I turned and got out the cups, saucers, and glasses. I put a napkin on each plate. Turning to my mother, "Okay, what else needs doing. Maw, why don't you ask Roy to do this? He's not helpless you know."
She turned a bit from the range and told me, "But you do it so much better, besides he is the youngest in the family, you're more responsible than he is. You know how clumsy he is at times!" Yeah, I knew how clumsy he was when he wanted to get out of doing something he didn't want to do. All he knew how to do was go out and play ball with his buddies. Well, things were bound to change drastically once I left home. I would leave home, I would make a better life for myself and it wouldn't include them. I would be with people who truly loved me for what I was and for what I could accomplish. I'd have a home of my own; I wouldn't live in some housing project all my life like my folks were comfortable with doing. I'd tasted life and it gave me a lot to desire having.
Monday came with a quick breakfast, meeting the guys as we walked through the park to the high school. Classes as usual, and Coach asking us how we were doing with the special equipment. At swim class, he had us all withdraw the plugs, except Rocky. He inspected our anal orifices asking how the plug fit and had it kept us boned up over the weekend. He had us wash the plug, wipe it down with an alcohol patch, then lubricate it and wait for him to insert it.
Tuesday evening the elite squad met at Carl's home. He'd carefully orchestrated an out-of-town visit to a relative for his parents. We had the whole evening to shave down and horse around in the buff. Carl had a pool at his home, so after everyone had dry shaved off each others body hair, then the shaving crème and razor, then the oiling down, we all hit the pool in the all together. It was a fun time of slapping bare ass; grabbing hard cocks, dunking one another, wet hugs, and fingers seeking out willing ass holes. A group of five had assembled on the lawn and were in a circle suck fest. A group had gathered to watch the action. More guys lay down and joined the circle. Each guy was licking and sucking on the guys cock ahead of him. The body slightly twisted so the buddy below him could get at his cock to suck and lick. The yard began to fill with sounds of slurping, sucking, lapping, grunting, moans of pleasure, dirty word encouragements. As each member had a plug up his ass, there would be no fucking this night. Our sexual release was limited to this huge circle suck. When each guy had unloaded his rocks, he got up, dove into the pool, got out, dried himself with one of the convenient plush towels, then dressed and headed for home.
By Wednesday all of the elite team members had adjusted to having a plug up their rectums and were walking normally. We were all psyched up. We were wondering if we all would be swimming nude for the meet. After last class, the swim team met in the locker room. Coach had found us dark blue Speedo nylon briefs. They barely covered the essentials. We were all folding and tucking our pendulum into the tight suits. I looked around at my sexy looking teammates. We all had that long lanky swimmer physique. The suits were well below our love handles. I was hoping that elastic cord around the waistband would hold the suit on as we swam our heats. Coach assured us that they would cling to our bodies tightly. Keep concentrating on your swimming skills; keep thinking about victory, about winning. We trotted out into the pool area to meet the other team and their coach.
Rocky did well in the breaststroke and swept the field in the backstroke. Our team was putting on the pressure and no one finished below second place. The relays were next. This is where I would make the difference. The other team had never seen me swim before. We cleaned the 440 medley, the freestyle, and every other relay that day. I was tired toward the end, but was able to pull up any loss as I hit the water and fairly crawled the surface of the water. The crowd was screaming, the guys were jumping around, slapping each other on the shoulder and backs. Coach couldn't contain himself, even he was cheering and slamming his clipboard on the deck. The visiting team was devastated.
It finally sunk into my brain as to what we had accomplished. My suit was stripped off my body. Arms lifted me up to sit on the shoulders of two teammates; I was paraded around the locker room and then to where Coach Jody was standing. Jody informed us that we had broken the high school records by just hundreds of a second, but nevertheless it was a huge triumph for a novice team in their first year of competition. Rocky came out of Coach's office holding the bucket. He wore a smile of relief on his face. He winked at me, I grinned back. Coach told us to get in the showers, remove the plugs, wash them and put them in the bucket.
The showers were bedlam. We were soaping up, bending over, plugs were pulled out of asses, and sighs of relief sounded. A few of the team mates were rimming their buddies anus, while others were getting hard throbbing pleasure poles thrust into their willing asses. Slowly the sounds gave way to just water spraying over bare bodies, then one by one the showers were turned off as elite squad members left to towel dry and dress to meet the crowds waiting outside. Rocky came over to my locker as I was finishing dressing. He asked what I had planned for this evening. "Just go home and fuck my silly brother. You know I've had to put him off since last Friday.
"Well, Coach has invited us all to have a pizza and beer at Paglio's tonight. You want me to pick you up?" He stood waiting for a reply. I mulled it over in my mind. I'd like to go home and sack out, but then I wanted to be part of the celebration with my teammates. At home, it would be just the usual, watch some TV, then go to bed. With my friends, I'd have hugs and praise and all the love I craved.
"Yeah, Rocky that would be nice. What time will you be by to pick me up?" I gave him a big warm smile, finished stuffing my dirty clothes and towel in my gym bag and walked out of the locker room with Rocky. We agreed about 8:30 pm he'd be at my house. We separated, he went to the school parking lot, while I took a short cut across the city park headed for home. I told my mother what my plans for the evening were. I didn't ask for permission, I just told her. I got the usual, "That's nice dear, just be careful!" I was sure she hadn't heard a word I told her. I went up to our room and quickly review my homework, did as much as I could, before my horny brother came up to do his homework and push for sex.
To be continued. Coach finagles a trip to Columbus to visit Ohio State's Swim team.
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