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Flipturn pt. 4
Diego woke up with a start. Sitting up in the futon, his ears strained to listen to his environment. The house was quiet, but, he knew he had heard the scrape of furniture. Next to him Ryan snored lowly. Diego eased himself slowly out of the futon so as not to disturb Ryan. He picked up his shorts and slipped them on. His hearing was still on hyper-aware for a possible intruder.
He moved out of his room and out into the hallway making his way to the main staircase. Peering over the railing he could hear the sound of faint footsteps. The noise seemed to be coming from the kitchen. Diego made his way slowly down the staircase taking care to avoid the creaky steps. Barefoot he padded across the cool wooden floor towards the kitchen.
Walking into the kitchen he saw that it was empty, he was about to turn around and walk out when,
"Oh, you're up!" His Uncle Malcolm said emerging from the walk-in pantry.
Startled, Diego let out a shout.
"AHHH!"
His uncle chuckled at Diego's dismay.
"Oh my god, uncle!" Diego shouted, "I thought someone had broken in!" The sound of running footsteps sounded above them caught their attention. The footsteps soon made their way to the staircase followed by Ryan's voice as he ran down the steps asking if Diego was ok. Diego responded to Ryan in the affirmative and the other boy made his way towards Diego's voice.
Seeing the other boy enter the kitchen with no shirt and his shorts half velcroed shut caused a frown to spread across Malcolm's face. Diego noticed the change and stammered out an introduction.
"Umm Uncle...this...this is Ryan," Diego stammered, "We were just hanging out."
"I know you guys were doing more than just hanging out," Malcolm responded tersely. Diego and Ryan both flushed crimson at Malcolm's response. "Ryan, why don't you head on home. I need to have a chat with my nephew."
"Umm...yes, sir." Ryan said as he walked out of the kitchen and back to Diego's room to pick up the rest of his stuff before he headed out.
"Sorry, Malcolm," Diego said softly, his head hung down in shame.
Malcolm looked at Diego and closed the gap between them bringing the boy into a hug. Diego was surprised at the response, he looked up at Malcolm with tear-filled eyes.
"It's ok, kiddo, you didn't do anything wrong. I just hope you guys are being safe." Malcolm said to Diego.
"You're not mad that I'm gay?" Diego asked.
"No, why would you think that?"
Diego shrugged and didn't respond.
"I've had my suspicions, kiddo, but, I figured you would say something in your own time. Besides I could never be mad at you for being gay, because that would make me a hypocrite. You know I'm gay kiddo."
Diego nodded in the affirmative against Malcolm's chest.
"I just want you to be safe and happy," Malcolm continued, "So, I hope you don't think you have to hide anything, and, while I do think you might be a little young for sex, I know that boys will be boys. Just promise me you will be safe."
Diego whispered, "Ok!" and hugged Malcolm a little tighter.
******************************************************************************************************** The weekend slowly gave way to Monday. Diego's eyes snapped open at the sound of his beeping cell phone. The shrill alarm alerted him that he had 45 minutes to get ready for his morning swim practice. Diego dragged himself out of bed and into his bathroom where he splashed some water on his face and tried to comb down his slightly unruly hair. He admired his half-naked body for a moment, his musculature was beginning to get increasingly defined as he lost the rest of his baby fat.
He tried to imagine himself as muscular as Ryan, as he sucked in his stomach and curled his biceps. Looking like that he realized would require a lot of weight training and possibly giving up swimming. He decided he liked his sleek look instead, but, maybe a little more bulk wouldn't hurt, after all, Cory was one of the more muscular swimmers on the team and he seemed to manage just fine in the water.
Diego released his flex and walked out of the bathroom, naked. Back in his room he began the process of getting ready for practice and school. He slid his lower body into a pair of black running pants, he luxuriated in the feeling of the silky fabric against his naked skin. Pulling open one of the drawers in his bureau he rummaged around for a Speedo. He settled on a black suit with a lime green lighting bolt. Tossing it into his bag he checked to be sure his goggles and other items were in there, before, he slid into a t-shirt and light jacket.
That done, he proceeded to grab the items for his school uniform and stuff them into his gym bag as well, albeit carefully so as not to look to disheveled once he changed into them after practice. One of the benefits of his prep school uniform is that he didn't have to overthink his fashion choices. As Diego began to zip up his bag his cell phone began beeping again indicating that he had 10 minutes before he needed to head out for practice.
There was a soft rapping on his door as he silenced his alarm, "You ready, kiddo?" Diego heard Malcolm ask through the closed door. "Yup!" Diego cheerfully responded as he grabbed his items and opened the door. Malcolm handed him a breakfast smoothie and ruffled his hair as usual and they made their way down to the car. The drive to Diego school was fairly quick, traffic being light that early in the morning.
Diego said bye to Malcolm and got out of the car and made his way to morning practice. Walking into the gym, Diego was greeted by the sound of slamming lockers and general raucous from some of his teammates. Diego made his way to his locker greeting friends here and there. Diego noticed Cory was already at his locker and changing. Walking up Diego said, "Hey!" and clapped Cory on the back. Cory returned the friendly greeting with a slight chill as he just mumbled out a hey and slammed his locker shut and moved away.
Diego tried not to be annoyed as he changed into his gear and made his way out to the pool deck. Outside he found Cory in the hot tub and made his way over to it. As he was getting in Cory exited and made his way to one of the open lanes. Diving in he began a quick warm-up. Diego was not sure what to make of Cory's behavior. He lowered himself into the warming heat of the hot tub and began to wonder if Cory could possibly still be jealous from the weekend. He wondered if he knew that Ryan and he had hooked up.
Once warmed up, Diego, made his way out of the tub and over to the pool. He was making his way to the same lane that Cory was in when, Coach shouted out,
"Diego! I want you in lane 2, you're practicing with the IM team."
"Yes, coach!" Diego responded and made his way to the designated lane, inwardly, he was annoyed because he wanted to ask Cory what was up with the cold shoulder.
Morning practice was hard and intense. Coach made the IM team do speed drills with what Diego felt were nearly impossible set times. He had to dig deep to keep coming in on time, but, Diego realized that the extra effort was keeping him from dwelling on his fear of water. One aspect of Diego's training, however, did not escape Coach Warner's observations. Diego was still not doing a flipturn when he reached the end of the lane.
Coach blew the final whistle on practice and had the students exit the pool. Coach Warner praised and encouraged his students as they made their way past him into the gym. Spotting Diego, he had him hang back for a minute. Some of his teammates oohed and muttered "Someone's in trouble"
"Good job out there, Diego" Coach said to him as the last of his teammates made their way into the gym and only he and Coach remained on the deck.
"Thanks, coach."
"I just want to make sure everything is ok, I noticed you're still not doing flipturns."
"Umm, well, yeah," Diego started, "I'm just not 100% with them yet."
Coach Warner placed his hand on Diego's shoulder. Diego found the man's heat comforting and closed his eyes at the gesture. Seeing this, Coach said, in a slightly softer tone,
"You know I'm here for you son, if you need me to help you with this as well...Well, I'm here."
He slowly rubbed Diego's shoulder and upper arm. Diego lowered his head and nodded. Coach's words had stirred up his memories and his head was swimming with conflicting messages and emotions at the moment. Diego fought back the tears and whispered out, "Ok, coach."
Both men made their way to the locker room.
Diego's school day was a little more pleasant, but, he still hadn't managed to connect with Cory, he had sent him a text since he didn't get a chance to see him in the locker room after practice. But, Diego had yet to receive a response. He was swapping out his books at his locker when he heard a Hey and a body lean up against the lockers next to him. Turning towards the voice, he saw a pair of beautiful green eyes. Ryan flashed him a sly, sexy smile. Diego smiled back and flushed, his stomach fluttered a little bit at the rugby hunks attention.
"So, are you in a ton of trouble?" Ryan asked.
Diego smiled, "No, he's cool with it, gave me a safety speech instead."
"Nice!" Ryan responded.
Diego shut the door to his locker and placed his book bag on one shoulder.
"So, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out again sometime," Ryan continued.
"Hang out?" Diego said smirking.
"Yeah, but, you know I'm open to whatever."
Both boys began walking down the hall, Diego was walking towards his next class, he was unsure if Ryan had to take the same path.
"Well swim keeps me pretty busy, but, I think I might be able to find some time for us to hang out." Diego said.
"Cool" Ryan said and grabbed Diego's arm. Their eyes locked and Ryan smirked his sexy smile at him again. Diego was startled by the feeling of a pen against his skin. He looked down to see Ryan tattooing him with some numbers.
"Here's my number, text me." Ryan delivered the last part with a finality that indicated there was no room for discussion.
"Umm, ok." Diego said. Ryan smiled again and turned and headed down the hall in the opposite direction. Diego stood there for a second wondering what had just happened, then turned and continued on his way to class.
Walking into class he spotted Cory and made his way over to his usual spot next to him. Diego could tell that Cory was purposefully not trying to look at him. Diego sat in his seat, "Dude what's up?" he asked Cory.
Cory turned and gave him a glare, "Seriously! Dude." he said.
Diego was a little surprised by Cory's response, "Yeah, man, what's going on with you?"
Cory gave Diego an annoyed look and turned away, as their teacher was beginning the class. Diego had little time to talk with Cory once class got underway, but, he would try and get his attention from time to time.
When the class bell finally rang both boys exploded out of their seats. Diego was determined to talk with Cory, luckily time was on Diego's side since both boys had the same lunch break.
"Seriously, dude, what is up?" Diego asked Cory. Diego had moved so as to block Cory's path out of the classroom.
Cory glared up at Diego his eyes were beginning to turn a reddish hue as tears began to creep into Cory's eyes.
"Nothing, I don't want to talk about it here." he said and shouldered Diego aside so he could walk out of the room
"Is it because of Saturday?" Diego asked in a lower voice. Cory turned and glared at Diego.
"Yes," he said as he walked out.
Diego followed, catching up to Cory, he placed his hand on Cory's arm
"Look, man, I don't get what you're upset about." Diego said.
Cory stopped abruptly causing Diego to crash into him.
"Get off me man," Cory snapped, he pushed Diego away forcefully. "Besides how dense are you, I like you man, I really like you and what was the first thing you did after? You go and fawn all over a new and shinier model!"
Cory's tone and behavior began to attract attention. Students walking by turned to see what was going on, the scent of a fight seemed to hang in the air. Diego was not sure he liked the attention. It wasn't that he was worried Cory would out him, it was more that he didn't want to come off as a douchebag. Diego was beginning to get upset at Cory's reaction.
"Dude, seriously, you're jealous?" Diego asked in disbelief.
"Whatever, asshole," Cory responded walking away.
Diego followed.
"What the hell, man, it's not like we are dating or anything, dude." Diego said. Diego could feel the anger rise in him, Cory had no right to be acting like this. They had been having fun together, it's not like they were marrying each other. They had never spoken about being exclusive. No, Diego thought, Cory was in the wrong on this and he wouldn't be painted as the bad guy. His anger at the situation began to rise and before he knew it, word vomit!
"Why are you acting like a bitch about this?" Diego hurled out at Cory. Cory stopped in his tracks and turned towards Diego.
"What did you say?" Cory said with simmering rage. Cory had always been particularly offended when anyone hurled a feminized insult at him. Despite outwardly giving the appearance that he was fine with people knowing he was gay, internally, Cory felt being gay made him less of a man. He recalled the disappointment in his parent's eyes when he came out to his family, although everyone was supportive, and, they had smiled and said they loved him, he saw that minute change of expression that revealed that he was somehow less than in their eyes. Cory's hands unconsciously balled into fists.
Diego, unaware how deep the insult had stung, closed the gap between them.
"I said, why are you being such a bitch about this?"
POW!!!!
Cory's left fist came flying at Diego's face before he realized what was happening. The blow stunned him and sent him staggering back a few paces. For a minute Diego even thought he saw cartoon stars around his head.
A collective inward rush of air could be heard in the school corridor as the students around Diego and Cory gasped and gawked at what would surely devolve into a fight.
Diego was seeing red by this point, Cory had just made the situation nuclear. Meanwhile, Cory was still stunned at what he had just done. He didn't know why he had punched Diego, he hadn't meant to, but, he was just so hurt when he saw him flirting and then leaving with Ryan. He had hoped that their friendship would have taken a different path.
Diego and Cory stared one another down. Diego finally broke the silence "Asshole, you fucking punched me." Cory smirked at Diego, Diego was livid at Cory, and, before he realized his actions, Diego lunged at Cory punching the boy in the stomach.
"UFF!"
Cory bent over slightly as the force of the hit caused him to lose his breath. Diego followed up the punch with a solid hook to the jaw that caused Cory to drop like a sack of bricks. Diego stood over the boy and suddenly the corridor was filled with the chaotic din of shouting students. The noise brought Diego back to the present. He looked down at his friend laying on the floor, he extended a hand to help Cory up, but, Cory just batted it away and slowly rose up off the floor still laboring to get catch his breath.
"Gentlemen," a loud voice cut through the noise, "In my office now!" Apparently someone had alerted the principal who had come out to investigate the scene. Diego and Cory followed the man back to his office.
"What is the meaning of this." he began, "Two students fighting in the hallways. I am sure you are well aware that we do not tolerate this type of behavior here at Pinecrest. What do you have to say for yourselves."
Diego and Cory began to explain the situation without giving too much information into the actual cause of the fight. Once both accounts were re-told, the principal sat back in his high leather chair and evaluated the information.
"Well first off, your parents/guardians will be notified of this and as of this moment you are both suspended, Cory as it appears you were the instigator, your punishment will be a week's suspension, we take physical violence here at Pinecrest very seriously young man. Diego, as you were the assaulted, but, resorted to physical violence to protect yourself, you will have a 2 day suspension. Additionally, I will recommend a follow-up session with a mentor of your choosing from the school faculty. You will have to provide me with a signed document of your counseling so that we can avoid any future altercations. Is that understood."
Both boys answered in the affirmative and were sent to wait in the principal's lobby while they waited for their parent's to pick them up. Diego and Cory sat as far away from each other and both boys ignored the other.
Diego got an earful from Malcolm later that afternoon, but, he wasn't too harsh on the boy as it had been explained that Cory had instigated the fight and Diego was only defending himself. Diego was glad that his punishment wasn't very severe.
Diego was laying in bed when his phone beeped signaling he had a text message. He didn't recognize the number right away, but, upon reading the message he knew the number belonged to Ryan. Speaking of, Diego, glanced down at his arms and saw the faint outline of the number Ryan had inked onto him earlier in the day. In the resulting chaos and scolding he had forgotten all about it.
Hey D, heard bout fight, u ok?
Diego tapped back...
Yeah, nothing major, maybe a black eye
Cool...
Yeah, dodged a bullet at home as well, just a got a talking to...
Glad to hear, so, u up 4 hangin out?
Sure, come over...
Diego hoped he wasn't being too forward with the invite, but, he figured a low-key kickback was better than a run into town and being the center of attention. Diego got off the bed and changed into some clothes, he had been lounging in his underwear when Ryan had texted him. He slid into some sweats and headed downstairs to wait for Ryan.
Walking into the kitchen Diego grabbed a snack from the fridge. He was enjoying his apple when he heard the doorbell ring and he headed to the front door. As he approached the foyer, he could hear Malcolm talking to Ryan, who stood on the front porch. A stab of fear coursed through Diego, he wondered if Malcolm would send Ryan away, then both boys locked eyes and Diego could feel his body flush under Ryan's gaze. Malcolm turned and began to call for Diego, but, stopped short on seeing him in the foyer.
Malcolm smiled at Diego and left him and Ryan to themselves. Diego could see that Ryan was still wearing his Pinecrest uniform and it made him look dashing.
"Hey," Ryan said breaking the tension between them.
"Hey! C'mon in."
Ryan crossed the threshold and entered the home, stopping just inside of Diego's comfort zone. Diego became hyper aware of Ryan's presence, he could feel the heat between them, he could smell his scent in the air, Diego wanted to reach out and touch him, his churning emotions made him swallow, as a grin spread across Ryan, he was completely aware of the effect he was having on Diego.
Suddenly Diego felt Ryan's fingers tracing the side of his eyes and caress down along his cheekbone. He flinched a little from the sensitivity.
"Oh wow, he really got you good." Ryan said.
Diego was tongue-tied for a second before just nodding his head and saying "Yeah,"
Ryan took another step closer, "Should I kiss it to make it feel better?" he whispered.
Diego's eyes widened in surprise, "Yeah," he whispered automatically.
Ryan's soft lips brushed against his cheek, Diego closed his eyes and groaned from the pressure, as well as, from his emotions. His hands, as if on autopilot, rose up and caressed Ryan's biceps through his uniform jacket. Ryan moved his lips from Diego's cheek and pressed them against Diego's lips, giving him a smoldering kiss.
The sound of a closing door in the house broke them out of their moment and Ryan and Diego separated bashfully.
"C'mon," Diego said and he led Ryan up to his room.
Diego closed the door behind Ryan as they walked into his room.
"So, dude, what happened?" Ryan asked Diego as he sat down on the futon, "School is buzzing about the fight."
Diego wasn't sure how to answer, part of him was pretty sure that Cory was jealous, but, why did he have to react like that? Diego decided to just answer Ryan with a shrug and sat down on the other end of the futon.
"All I know is that he was being fucking drama queen and I am over it." Diego said angrily. Diego was beginning to feel conflicted. He liked Cory, but, Ryan stirred a primal feeling in him that made him crave the rugby stud. "So, what do you want to do?" Diego asked.
Ryan smiled at Diego, a playful twinkle in his eye, "Well, we could play some Xbox, or, we could do this," he said and moved opon Diego and started kissing him.
Diego was driven back onto the futon by Ryan's weight, their fervor growing as they continued to kiss. Diego moved his hand up and began caressing Ryan's biceps, he flexed his muscles so that Diego could continue to run his fingers over them. "Wait, wait, wait," Diego said between kisses, pushing Ryan off him he stood up and walked over to his bureau and turned on his radio. Music filled the room, he hoped it would mask whatever noises they made. Next, Diego, turned on the TV and Xbox, for additional background noise.
Ryan sat back in the futon in his school uniform, Diego, was incredibly aroused at seeing the rugby stud lounging lazily on his futon. As Diego got closer, Ryan extended a hand out to him. Diego grasped the hand and felt himself being pulled into the boy. Ryan pulled Diego down on top of him and they resumed their kissing. This time slow, loving and tender.
Diego shifted to straddle Ryan and sit on his lap, their crotches touching each other. Each feeling the others desire. Diego began to unbutton Ryan's shirt and spread it open. His muscular chest came into view and Diego moved his kisses from Ryan's mouth to the top of his pecs and then back up again. Grinding his hips against Ryan, Diego loosened Ryan's belt and fumbled with the button and zipper.
Suddenly Diego was flipped over, his back was on the futon and Ryan's hulking frame loomed over him. Ryan's green eyes and smile beamed down at Diego as he came in for a kiss, Diego could feel Ryan's hands along his torso. They moved their way down to his waist, where they grabbed the waistband of his sweats and tugged them off.
Naked from the waist down, Diego, watched Ryan as he threw his sweats down beside the futon, then he stood up and proceeded to step out of his pants and underwear. Ryan lay back down on top of Diego, their throbbing erections sliding up against each other as the boys kissed and wrestled each other with their tongues. Diego could feel the heat coming of Ryan as he moved on top of him; he relished the feeling. Diego brought his leg up and slid it along Ryan's hip before resting his heel on the dimple of his ass. Ryan snapped his hips against Diego's crotch, the friction sending waves of pleasure through both of them.
Diego devoured Ryan's lips, his tongue probing the moist cavern of his mouth. He sucked and nipped at the pillow-soft lips. Ryan reciprocated Diego's every move, he could taste Diego in every kiss and it drove him wild, the boy tasted like cinnamon mixed with euphoria and lust. Ryan moved off Diego's lips and dove onto his neck, he became a vampire possessed as he nipped and tongued at the boy's neck. Diego's silky caramel skin glistened with Ryan's saliva, his muscles and tendons straining and relaxing under Ryan's ministrations.
Ryan ran his tongue along Diego's Adam's Apple and down to the dip at the bottom of the boy's neck. He ran his tongue along Diego's clavicle before coming back to the boy's neck. Ryan's cock throbbed with need against Diego's crotch, with a free hand he stroked it feeling the slick precum coat his hand as it went around the top.
Looking down at Diego, Ryan smiled and whispered, "I wanna fuck you so bad it hurts."
Diego looked into Ryan's emerald green pools, smiled, and lifted his legs a little higher, exposing his hole to Ryan's cock. Ryan shifted onto his knees and leaned down to give Diego's asshole a quick lick.
"Ahh!" Diego gasped as the tongue rasped along his sensitive skin, his hands instinctively going to Ryan's head to hold him in place. Ryan looked up at Diego and continued to probe his nether hole with his tongue. Diego arched in pleasure.
Ryan raised back up, looking around for his bookbag, he twisted to reach it as it lay by the futon, rummaging around in one of it's pockets he pulled out a small, travel-sized, tub of vaseline. Opening it up, he dipped two fingers in the jelly and spread it on Diego's hole. Diego's asshole winked at Ryan. Ryan moved his fingers in and around Diego's asshole. Meanwhile, beneath him, Diego struggled to not gasp too loud and attract Malcolm's attention, so, he whimpered and whined in pleasure as Ryan's invading fingers entered him.
In...
Out...
In...
Out...
The fingers slowly loosened his hole. Their delicious fullness drove Diego wild, his legs were beginning to tremble from the sensations. Every so often Ryan would curl his fingers and rub Diego's prostate causing him to leak pre-cum like crazy.
"Uh! Ryan! Uh!" Diego whimpered softly, "Fuck me,"
Ryan smiled, pulled his fingers out of Diego's ass and grabbed his cock. He stroked and slicked it with his pre-cum and gently placed it against Diego's back door. He waited there for a moment before slowly sinking his 7.5 inch dick into him. Diego moaned like a cheap whore as he felt every inch enter his body.
Ryan began to fuck Diego gently, lovingly. He placed Diego's ankles on his shoulders to give his legs a bit of a rest. His hands caressed the swimmer's smooth legs, he turned his head and kissed at the boy's ankles and licked at his arches. Ryan didn't consider himself to have a foot fetish, but, everything on Diego drove him wild. The boy was gorgeous and he wanted to kiss and lick everything about him.
Diego writhed beneath Ryan, the dick in his ass was driving him wild, it caused him to squeeze against it so he could relish the scraping Ryan's dickhead was doing to his anal walls. The veins of Ryan's cock turned into mountains that caused ripples of pleasure to explode through his body. The constant squeeze and release was driving Ryan to the brink. He could feel the cum begin to churn in his balls, so he increased his pace. The futon began to creak a little louder, snapping Diego out of his sexual haze."
"Uh! Shh, uh, uh, uh, shhh!" he tried to get Ryan to keep the noise down.
"Sorry," Ryan whispered, "How about this instead." Ryan slid his dick out of Diego's ass and got up of the couch, Diego stared at him confused, but, enjoyed the sight of a sweat slicked Ryan wearing only his school button down and sporting an engorged cock. Ryan grabbed Diego up off the futon, kissing him, he moved them over to Diego's desk and turned him around and bent him at the waist. Diego looked back over his shoulder at Ryan, as Ryan sank his cock back into Diego's velvet embrace. Both boys gasped in pleasure.
Ryan held onto Diego's hips and began to hammer into his ass. Diego moaned and groaned quietly as Ryan's cock quickly filled and emptied him. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He whimpered softly.
"Oh fuck!" Ryan whispered loudly, "Oh fuck! Oh! oh! oh! Fuuuucccckkkkk!!!!"
Diego could feel the hot cum blast into him, he smiled at the thought of Ryan's little rugby players coating his insides. Ryan shot volley after volley of cum into Diego before slowly coming down from his sexual high. He draped himself over Diego's back his cock still hard and lodged in his ass. Ryan lazily reached down to fondle Diego's cock and began to stroke him.
Diego began to pant as Ryan stroked his turgid cock. Ryan's grip was firm and tight. Diego could feel his foreskin stretch across his cock head on every downstroke, the delicious stretch made him moan wantonly. Ryan began to stroke faster and faster. Diego shuddered with pleasure.
Diego was close to cumming when Ryan released his cock. The sudden stop of pleasure caused Diego to turn his head and look back at Ryan. Ryan pulled himself off of Diego's back his cock, having gone soft, slid out of Diego's ass with a small squelch. Cum began to immediately leak out of Diego's ass. Ryan wiped his hand across Diego's ass and the back of his thighs, smearing his cum into Diego's skin.
Ryan took a step back and turned Diego around, smiling down at him, Ryan attacked Diego's face with lips and tongue. With his cum slicked hand he resumed stroking Diego's cock. Diego shuddered and moaned with pleasure against Ryan. Ryan knelt down before Diego. Diego's cock hovered, hard and throbbing, a few inches from Ryan's mouth. Ryan licked his lips and slowly swallowed Diego's cock.
"Aahh!" Diego gasped in pleasure as Ryan's warm mouth enveloped his cock. Ryan ran his tongue over Diego's foreskin covered head and down along his shaft. He licked at the boy's hairless balls before coming back to the head. Ryan loved that Diego had a foreskin, he pushed his tongue into the skin and ran his tongue around Diego's corona. Diego fought for control, but, Ryan's tongue and his humm's were driving him quickly over the edge. Ryan pulled off Diego's cock for a moment and slid his foreskin completely off his cock. A perfect rose colored cockhead came into view, shiny with spit and dew. Ryan looked up at Diego, his was a vision of beauty, his eyes closed, face flush, as he stood at the precipice of ejaculation. Ryan smiled and slipped his mouth over Diego's cock and vacummed the boy into his mouth.
"Oh, I'm gonna cum!" Diego gasped.
"Give it to me, bro!" Ryan mumbled around Diego's cock.
Ryan increased the suction and began to bob up and down on Diego's shaft.
"Oh my god!" Diego gasped, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!"
Ryan felt the hot cum blast into his mouth, like steaming lava Diego's cum erupted from the volcano that was his cock, it coated Ryan's mouth and oozed down his throat searing a path down his esophagus. Diego shuddered under the strength of his ejaculation. He placed his hands on Ryan's shoulders to steady himself, as cum continued to issue forth from him.
Ryan sucked and swallowed, not wasting a single drop of Diego's cum, and, only pulling off when he felt that Diego could give him no more. Sliding off his Diego's cock, Ryan, proceeded to lick around the shaft, cleaning him of any leftover protein. He looked up at Diego from where he knelt and the boys locked eyes. Slowly he rose back up and drew Diego in for a passionate kiss.
Their tongues dueled one another as they stood naked in Diego's room, sinking into one another, the boys enjoyed their post-coital bliss in silence.
Diego's suspension passed quickly, what had surely been intended as a punishment, was, in fact a two-day mini vacation. His Uncle Malcolm had only given him a stern talking too about being a responsible young adult. He and Ryan texted back and forth constantly and he even got some texts from his teammates. That was the part that annoyed Diego, missing swim practice.
He had texted Coach Warner and let him know what had happened. His response was not pleasing. He expected better from his swimmers and the fact that two of his best had been suspended did not reflect well on the team. He told Diego that he would speak to him when he returned. Diego was partially relieved, he hoped to kill two birds with one stone and hopefully Coach Warner would sign off on his counseling requirement.
Diego's return to the swim team received a tepid response as best, to most of his teammates he was an outsider, many had been swimming with Cory since they could remember. Without even knowing the full story many had decided that Diego must have caused a major offense for Cory to act out like he did. Diego tried not to let it bother him, he was used to feeling disconnected, but, that didn't minimize the sting. His response was to withdraw.
Diego jumped into an empty lane and began to warm up. He spied a pair of legs enter his lane as he made his way back to the starting block. Reaching the wall he looked up and saw that Aidan was in his lane.
"What the fuck did you do to my brother, asshole." Aidan said as Diego removed his goggles. Diego was taken aback by Aidan's tone.
"I didn't do anything," Diego responded, "He's the one who flipped out."
"Bullshit! You must have said or done something. He's been in a funk ever since. You better watch yourself man." Aidan said.
Diego wanted to respond, but, Aidan had gone underwater and pushed off the wall. Diego watched Aidan sleek body move through the water like a missile. Diego wanted to rant and rave, but, he decided that the best course was to channel that energy into swimming so he slid his goggles back on and pushed off through the water.
Underwater, it was silent, Diego liked that, it let him think. He tried to stay focused on the task at hand, but, everywhere he looked he could legs and churning water. A slow fear began to creep back into him as the corners of the pool began to get darker. Diego tried to keep his mind from wandering. Just look at the wall he told himself as his arms and legs pushed him through the water.
Diego could feel himself getting anxious in the churning water, the choppy water reminded him of another long ago scene. He turned his head to breathe, but, he only drew in water. The sensation felt both familiar and unnerving at the same time. His mind began to conjure up images of that long ago wreck. Focus, he tried to tell himself, but, panic had begun to set in.
He felt something brush against him. What was that! Diego kept looking at the wall and tried making it his focus. He tried to kick harder towards it, but, he felt something against his legs, Diego couldn't see what it was. SLAP! He felt something hit him against his thigh, startling him, forcing him to suck in more water. Panic set in.
Diego could feel his arms and legs thrash in the water as he tried to find the surface, a dark shadow moved past him. The churning water made it hard to see. He continued to thrash around, he could feel himself breaking the surface. Diego looked around wildly, Breathe! he tried to tell himself, but, the air was still mixed with water and it made it hard for him to focus.
Suddenly he felt himself being pulled, instinctively he tried to fight against it. Water kept splashing around him. He could feel himself going back under, Diego thrashed the choppy water, fighting to stay on top. He felt something grab him again. He felt pressure against his neck. He struggled for air, his vision was beginning to tunnel, everything around him was getting darker. Everything around him was spinning, then darkness.
Diego opened his eyes to see several faces looking down at him. His throat burned, and, breathing hurt, he turned his head to the side and coughed, he could feel water coming out. People were chattering above him, but, Diego couldn't make out anything they were saying. It sounded like they were talking into pots, their voices rang hollow and tinny. Slowly, the world seemed to come back into focus.
Diego could just make out the closest face to him, a smiling grizzled man looked down at him. "Diego, are you ok?" it asked. Diego focused on the sonorous timbre of the voice and smiled. His eyes focused and he was able to see Coach Warner hovering over him. The beautiful bearded face flashed back and forth from relieved to concerned.
"Diego, can you hear me?" Coach Warner said.
Diego felt a warm, radiating heat on his stomach, even though he couldn't see it, he knew that his coach's hand was resting there. Diego smiled and nodded yes.
Coach Warner let out a sigh and backed away from Diego. "Alright, give him some space, go back to your lanes, practice isn't over." he yelled out at the rest of the crowd. His teammates made their way back to their lanes, slowly, practice resumed its natural energy.
Coach Warner helped Diego to his feet, placing both hands on the boy's shoulders, he asked Diego quietly, "Are you sure you are ok?"
"Yes," Diego responded hoarsely.
"Ok then, why don't you go sit in the hot tub and then wait for me in my classroom. I don't want you back in the pool today." Coach Warner said.
Diego looked down at the concrete floor somewhat sheepishly, he was embarrassed at what had happened and now Coach sounded like he was mad at him. Diego felt as if his day was on a downhill trajectory. Coach Warner turned back to yell at the rest of his swim team. Diego made his way to the hot tub area.
Diego, sat in the soothing heat of the pool for a few minutes before getting out and making his way into the locker room. He made his way to his locker and started changing into his after practice clothes. He fought off waves of sadness as he sat on the bench. He was experiencing a flood of emotions that ranged from high to low. He slowly began to recall his near drowning and the images that had been conjured up as a result.
Diego closed his locker and grabbed his items and made his way to Coach Warner's class. Walking into the quiet classroom Diego sat down at the desk in front of Coach Warner's desk and placed his head down on his arms and waited. Diego let himself sink into the sounds that were coming out of ear buds.
The artist he was hearing was not someone his age would be expected to listen to. At times like this he wasn't interested in the maudlin sounds of Alt Rock, or, the sugary lyrics that saturated today's modern pop. No, Diego was listening to Lisa Gerrard, he had discovered her by chance when he was combing YouTube one night several years ago, back, when his parent's loss was still fresh. The operatic strains of the musicians voice overwhelmed him with emotions, and like the songs' title, he was Adrift. Adrift in memories of the past.
The memories came in waves and washed over Diego. In his mind's eye he could see happy days he had with his mom and dad. He recalled the boat his dad had bought to take them out on. The heard the snap of the sails against the wind and the ocean spray brushing his face. He could feel the cold of the dark blue water. His mind conjured up the monsters of the deep he feared. Diego didn't want to cry, he wanted to leave all the bad memories behind, but, he wasn't sure how, so he just closed his eyes and prayed to keep the monsters away.
The opening of the door brought Diego out of his contemplative state. He looked up slightly to see who had entered the class. A warm sensation coursed through his body as he saw it was Coach Warner who entered. To Diego, the man was sex on two legs, his muscled, masculine body caused a yearning in him. Coach Warner wore a more modest swim team uniform, a pair of Speedo brand swim trunks that ended at mid-thigh and a color blocked Lululemon tank top that hugged his chest in all the right places. The silky fabric displayed his nipples in all their erect glory.
Diego subconsciously licked his lips was Coach Warner entered the classroom. He advanced over to Diego and squeezed into the desk next to him.
"So, kiddo, do you want to tell me what's going on?" He asked, concern playing across his face.
Diego lowered his eyes, ashamed, of his near drowning.
"I just started freaking out in the water, that's all, I'm not sure why." Diego said
Coach Warner looked at Diego, his eyes still averted, so he was only able to study him in profile. Coach reached out and lay his hand on Diego's arm. Diego could feel a reassuring heat radiate from the touch.
"Really, I don't know why it happened, I don't know why everyone on the team hates me, and, I don't know why Cory punched me," Diego continued. Coach Warner's arm slowly rubbed his arm making it hard for him to stay focused. Diego yearned for the man.
"Well why don't you tell me what you and Cory were last doing before the fight and we can go from there," Coach said.
Diego's eyes widened slightly in surprise as he recalled the memory of him and Cory fucking and the playing at the lake, he wasn't too sure he wanted to share that with Coach.
"We were hanging out. Playing Xbox and he stayed over and then we hung out at the lake." Diego said.
"Is that all,"
Diego stayed silent for a few heartbeat, before whispering "No." He took a deep breath and proceeded to recount everything Cory and he had done that weekend. The innocent horsing around that turned into sex, and, then the events that happened at the lake. Coach Warner just sat there and listened, his comforting touches and squeezes encouraged Diego to confide in him.
"Well, kiddo," Coach Warner began to say once Diego was done, "I think we have a classic case of jealousy and heartache. Judging by his actions I think Cory may have had a slight crush on you and you two having sex may have given him the wrong impression. Then, when he saw you behaving the way you were with Ryan, well, it may have hurt him a little."
Diego nodded at Coach's words, convinced that he was right.
"As for the team, give them time, and, don't let them get under your skin. It's not fair of them that they assume you're in the wrong, but, understand that many of them have known Cory a lot longer than you, so their instinct is to stick with him."
Diego nodded again, fighting back tears that threatened to overwhelm him. Coach saw this and stood up.
"Come here," he said, pulling Diego from the desk and into a bear of a hug. Diego felt the Coach's heat seep into him as he hugged the man tightly. The hug was comfort and warmth.
"We will work through your fears of water, you hear me. We will get you back to top swimming form." Coach said softly and bent his head down to kiss the top of Diego's head.
Diego nodded and breathed in Coach Warner's scent. It was heady. Intoxicating. Diego's lips, centimeters away from the Coach's left nipple, parted, and, his tongue slowly slipped out and licked it through the silky fabric. He heard Coach Warner gasp at the sensation and he immediately felt the hard tumescence in his shorts.
One of Coach's hands slowly made its way down Diego's back, his fingers tracing the bumps of his spine before coming to rest at the top of Diego's ass. Bring his mouth to Diego's, Coach kissed the boy passionately. Their kisses were ravenous and frantic. Both man and boy knew what they wanted and they had to have it.
Diego's hands made their way to the waistband of Coach's shorts. Loosening the drawstring, Diego eased his hand into them. His fingers slid across the silky hair before wrapping themselves around Coach's throbbing shaft. Diego, began to gently tug on the shaft causing Coach Warner to moan into his mouth as the two continued to kiss.
Diego lowered Coach Warner's shorts down his legs, he heard a solid thwap as Coach's cock escaped the confines of his shorts like a spring loaded catapult. Diego pulled his lips away from Coach and slowly sank to his knees. He grabbed Coach's shaft in his hands, admiring it, his cock was truly a thing of beauty. Diego could feel his mouth fill with saliva and he opened wide and started sucking on the cock before him.
Coach moaned and groaned above him as Diego's tongue flickered around the head and shaft. Coach could tell that Diego had been getting in some practice as this blowjob was a marked improvement over his first one. Diego swallowed Coach Warner's cock with gusto, he hummed and moaned like a starved whore at a banquet. He tried to deep throat the 10 inch cock but he was still not that skilled, but, he managed a little more than halfway down. He used his tongue to trace the veins that ran along the shaft. Diego loved to dip his tongue into Coach's piss slit and dig around in there for more of the sweet sappy pre-cum.
Coach pulled Diego off his cock, as the boy was bringing him close to cumming. He pulled Diego backup and kissed him. He used his tongue to open the boy's lips and probe the insides of his mouth. Stepping out of the shorts that had pooled at his ankles he pushed Diego towards his desk. Time's like this made Coach glad that he was a very organized instructor and rarely had a messy desktop.
Pushing Diego onto his back, he grabbed Diego's legs and brought them up and back towards his chest, exposing the boy's beautiful caramel colored ass and hole to him. Diego reflexively winked it at him. Coach bent down and applied his skilled tongue to plumbing the depths of the boy's hole. Diego writhed in pleasure. Coach alternated between stabbing at Diego's hole with his tongue, and, scraping across his hole with his flat tongue. His whiskers scratched and scraped Diego's sensitive skin deliciously.
Coach spit against Diego's hole and used his tongue to push the phlegmy slickness into Diego's hole. Diego was covered in saliva from balls to hole, Coach Warner pulled back a bit and admired his handiwork. Standing up, he draped himself over Diego's prone position on the desk and started kissing him once more.
"You ready for this son?" he asked Diego, breaking from their kiss.
Diego's passions had taken away his ability to form complete sentences so he only nodded and breathily said, "Yes."
Coach Warner smirked down at Diego and guided his cock into the boy's tight hole. His large mushroom pressed against the boy's rosebud. Gently this time Coach Warner began to sink his dick into Diego. Diego gasped as the cock made steady progress into him, making him feel every inch as it entered, stretching his anal walls as it breached his ring.
Soon Diego felt Coach's pubes against his skin and he knew the towering muscular man was completely in him. Diego arched his back, stretching and writhing on the desk. Coach looked down at him with hunger in his eyes and began to rock his hips against the boy. Diego's eyes rolled back into his head as Coach's dick caused short, pulsing waves of pleasure to course through him.
Coach looked down at Diego and began running his hands all over the boy's blossoming body. His hands traced over the peaks and valleys that Diego's muscles made. His hands made their way to the boy's hips, he grabbed onto him and pulled him back onto his dick, causing Diego to gasp out in ecstatic agony. Coach, increased the rate of his thrusts into Diego, it had been days since he had gotten off and the boy's tight hole was driving him crazy.
The sound of slapping flesh filled the room, the scent of sex began to fill the air. Coach slid his hands over Diego's quads and calves. He grabbed Diego's legs and brought the boy's ankles up to his shoulders. Turning his head he licked and kissed at Diego's ankles. Beneath him Diego writhed and moaned.
"Oh god!" Coach gasped as Diego's anal walls squeezed his cock like a vice, making him thrust faster and harder.
"Aahh!" Diego cried as Coach picked up his anal assault. Diego was loving every minute of the fuck. His ass didn't burn as bad as the first time and Coach's dick really knew how to milk his prostate. Diego felt one of Coach's hands move its way back up his body, as the fingers traced his lips, Diego parted them and stuck his tongue out and licked at Coach's fingers before pulling them into his mouth and sucking them.
"Oh fuck kid, that's hot!" Coach said. Diego sucking on his fingers reminded him of what the boy had done to his cock, and, it made him get just a little bit harder.
Slap... Slap...
Slap...
"Oh fuck...oh fuck...OH FUCK!!!" Coach called out as he was suddenly surprised by his ejaculation. He shot of rope after rope of cum deep into Diego's ass. Coach continued to saw his cock in and out of Diego's ass, the churning motion caused his cum to start seeping out around the edges. The shaft was cum slicked. What happened next completely surprised him.
Diego, feeling, the cum deep inside him, pushed Coach away with his foot. The suddenness of the large cock exiting him sent shivers through him, but, he quickly got of the desk and knelt before Coach. Looking up at him with his hazel-brown eyes, he smiled at him and took Coach's cum slicked cock into his mouth. Cleaning him thoroughly. Diego savored the taste of his juices and Coach's cum.
"Oh fuck...Diego, yeah!" Coach cried out as the debauched scene caused him to instantly shoot out a second load for Diego. Diego swallowed all of Coach's protein shot. The load wasn't as strong as the first one, but, a fair amount of cum oozed out of Coach's cock. Diego left Coach's cock spit-shined and shivering. Coach pulled Diego up to him and began to kiss him, tasting himself on the boy's lips and mouth.
Coach grabbed Diego into a bear hug and once again let his hands roam along the boy's backside. Turning him around, his hands roamed over Diego's front before zeroing in and grasping the boy's cock. Coach could feel Diego's cock radiating heat and throbbing in his hand. He grasped the caramel shaft with a firm grip and started tugging and stroking the boy. Diego, overstimulated, knew he wouldn't last long, but, he tried his hardest to slow his ejaculation.
Coach slid his other hand along Diego's abdomen rubbing and stroking at the muscles there. Coach could feel Diego press into him as he began to give himself up to his impending ejaculation. His hand slowly made its way up to the boy's nipple where he pinched, squeezed and twisted. Diego gasped beneath him and suddenly Diego began to babble,
"I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum...I'm...I'm gonna," he said breathlessly, Diego could feel his impending explosion. Before he knew it, Diego was cumming all over Coach Warner's desk. Volley after volley of cum splattered on the desk. Diego leaned down over the desk smearing his torso with his spent cum.
"Fuck Coach, that was awesome." he said, turning and licking some of his cum off the desk.
Later that night Diego was lounging in his bedroom, he lay on his bed finishing up his homework when his phone dinged. Glancing over at his phone he saw it was from Cory. His heart fluttered when he read the text. Illuminated on his screen was just one word, Sorry. Diego unlocked his screed and texted his friend back.
BFFs?
Always...
Diego texted back a thumbs up emoji and turned back to his homework. He was engrossed in his studies that the rapping at his window scared him when he heard it. Cory turned to look at what was making the sound and was surprised to see Cory on the other side of the window. Diego got up out of bed and walked over to let him in.
"What the heck are you doing here, man?" Diego asked.
Cory looked up at his friend and pulled him into a hug, "Sorry, I wasn't there, man."
Diego understood know, someone had told Cory what had happened to him at practice. Diego felt himself flush in embarrassment.
"It's ok man. I lived." Diego said trying to lighten the mood. Cory chuckled and punched him in the arm.
"So, you gonna tell me why you punched me?" Diego asked.
"Yeah...um...about that...well" Cory stammered, "I guess I just got a bit jealous seeing you flirting with Aidan's friend, then, I overheard him and Aidan talking about someone he had hooked up with over the weekend and when I saw you guys at school, well, I put two and two together and, well, I got super angry."
Diego understood know, "Well sorry from my part as well. I knew you liked me as a friend, I didn't think you liked me that way as well."
Cory looked at Diego, surprised, "Really dude! Do you think I do what we did with all my friends?" The question came out a little more angrily that he intended.
Diego moved back from Cory a little, "No, you're right, I guess I don't know, I just wasn't expecting you to react like that. I mean I like you, and what we did was definitely fun, but, I mean we are Diego and Cory! You're like the brother I never had."
"Oh," Cory said somewhat dejectedly hoping Diego didn't pick up on it, "Of course, man. Bro's till the end." he gave Diego a wan smile.
"Bro's till the end," said Diego, smiling and giving Cory a bear hug.