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Flipturn pt. 5
The pink dick head was slick with pre-cum, shiny and shimmery in the bedroom's low light. It moved towards it's target, throbbing, as it approached the puckered hole. The slick head gently kissed the cinnamon scented orifice, wrinkling, as it encountered resistance. But, like the incoming tide, the cock continued past the resistance until it breached the opening and continued its forward progress, entering the warm tunnel.
Diego moaned as the body hovered above him. Connected only by the cock that rested within him. His legs trembled slightly, brushing against the torso and hips of the body above him. Diego's hands traced over the body's triceps, sweeping down to the forearms before moving back up to the bulging biceps. Diego's hands moved to roam over the muscled torso. Diego arched his back as the cock continued to penetrate his ass. The cockhead scraping over his prostate with every inward push.
Throwing his head back, Diego gasped in pleasure. A pair of lips found his neck and began to kiss and lick along it. Diego could feel the slight scrape of freshly shaved stubble. The cock pushed in and out. The lips made their way to Diego's and covered them. They kissed slowly and deeply. Diego felt a tongue enter his mouth and he readily accepted it. Diego used his tongue to explore his playmate's mouth as well. Diego nipped at the full, bee-stung, lips that covered his.
Diego disengaged his lips and gasped for air, his body shivered with pleasure causing him to gasp aloud once again.
"Oh Colton!" Diego called out as the face of Colton Haynes came into view above him. "Yeah, fuck me, Colton!" Diego cried out as the Colton's golden cock moved in and out of him faster.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
Colton's cock filled and emptied Diego's body, scraping deliciously over his prostate. Diego gasped and groaned below him. Colton grasped Diego's legs and moved them up to his shoulders allowing his cock to penetrate Diego deeper. Diego gasped out at the new sensations.
"Oh, yes!"
Diego's eyes traced Colton's sweat slick torso, the low light playing tricks on his eyes, made Colton glow.
"Fuck yeah, faster, Colton, faster!" Diego panted.
As Colton sped up his pounding of Diego's ass, Diego was in full rapture mode. Diego could even hear bells in the distance. Their sound getting louder and louder as Diego reached his climax.
Soon enough though the sound became distracting and shrill. The sound made Diego's ears and head hurt, and Colton's cock in his ass was no longer giving him pleasure. Diego began to squirm in pain, the cock that had previously brought joy was now entering with awkward stabs and painful jabs. Their synchronous motions were now off. Diego's gasps were no longer filled with pleasure.
The shrill chimes continued...
Over...
And over...
And over...
Again.
Finally Diego was forced to cover his ears and open his eyes.
Reality came crashing down on Diego as he jolted awake. His hand searched the nightstand next to his bed so he could turn the alarm on his phone off. His throbbing cock beneath him caused him to groan in pain as he recalled the last fleeting moments of the dream he had been having.
"Fuck!" he whispered into his pillow in annoyance, before proceeding to get up, stretch, and padded naked over to his bathroom and got the shower going. He had morning practice to get to and it wouldn't bode well for him if he were late.
Ten minutes later, Diego was toweling dry his hair and getting ready for practice and then a full day of classes. He grabbed his uniform and folded it into his gym bag, walking over to his closet he rummaged around his underwear drawer until he found a recent purchase he had made. He had hidden the purchase from Malcolm, his adoptive guardian, because he wasn't sure how he would react. Malcolm knew that Diego was gay and having sex, but, he still called him kiddo from time to time so Diego had a sneaking suspicion that Malcolm wouldn't be too thrilled that Diego was trying to grow up faster than necessary.
Diego slipped the backless Andrew Christian underwear up his long, muscled legs. The black fabric caressed his cock and balls and the red piping made his ass bubble out from the rear. He was a vision of innocent naughtiness as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. Next he slipped on some track pants and pulled on a sleeveless zip hoodie, his arms looked particularly beefy in them, before bounding off to practice. Diego tried to minimize the noise he made as he left the house, so as not to waken Malcolm.
His uncle worked from home running the technology company that he and Diego's father had started. Although on occasion he would drive into the city to oversee the company's operations from their new offices in Seattle. Diego hopped on his bike and made his way to the trail that would take him to school.
The pool deck was sparsely populated in the morning light, Coach Warner only had to half shout his instructions at the swimmers. Diego walked out of the locker room and made his way to his to the pool. Coach Warner smiled as he saw the beautiful boy approach him.
"Diego," he barked out, "You're in lane 2. 400 meters of each stroke." he finished. Diego groaned slightly at the workout. At least, he hadn't been giving a time limit, Diego thought, but, as he walked over to the lane he saw that Ethan was already in there and Diego once again groaned internally. Ethan was one of the fastest on the team and he set a quick pace, Diego knew that Ethan wouldn't let up on him. "Fuck." he whispered to himself as he got into the lane.
"What did you say, asshat." Ethan said to him as he resurfaced. While not outright hostile, Diego noted that Ethan was no longer pleasant towards him since he had a falling out with his brother Cory and started dating his friend Ryan. But, that was months ago now and Diego thought he would have let it go, but, clearly he hadn't.
"I said, FUCK!" Diego snapped at Ethan before he dipped back down into the water and pushed off the wall and started his warm-up.
Diego slipped through the water like a seal, his body streamlined and stretched, underneath the water everything was silent and blue, his gaze fixed on the opposite wall he started his kick. Breaking through the surface like a leaping dolphin, Diego, was all form and function. He had been working hard to improve his butterfly stroke, these past few months. He had started pushing himself to get more time in the pool, even, giving up on the diving team so that he could focus on his strengths. Additionally, it helped him avoid any further awkwardness with Cory. The two of them had started to re-settle into their old routine, but, Diego felt an underlying tension nonetheless.
Coach Warner had been a little disappointed since Diego showed promise, but, he couldn't fault his reasoning when Diego explained that he wanted to improve his swim times, and, at the same time work out his fear of water since his near-death experience. The accident that claimed his mother and father's life still claimed a fair amount of space in his psyche, but, he was working through it.
Diego continued attending morning practice even though he did not need to, he would work out in the pool while his former diving mates would perfect their routines in the diving pool. Additionally, Diego had started taking up weight training with Ryan, at first it was an activity they did so they could spend more time together, but, Diego noticed the added strength it gave him in the pool and he embraced it wholeheartedly.
Diego had asked his Uncle Malcolm if they could beef up their home gym with some additional equipment and machines. The results envied even the best of private gyms. Diego's body had always drawn stares, but now, with his burgeoning muscles, he turned heads.
Diego moved gracefully down the length of the pool and back, cycling through the four strokes. He tried to keep his mind focused on the task at hand, and, when he could he kept his gaze fixed on the opposite wall. His focus was such that he failed to notice that he was gaining on Ethan has he did his backstroke. His hand came in contact with Ethan's kick and both swimmers stopped in their tracks.
"Hey, watch what you're doing, douchebag!" Ethan shouted at him as, Diego turned towards him in surprise.
"Sorry, I thought you were the fast one on the team." Diego responded with a smirk as Ethan glared at him. "Asshole," Ethan said as he resumed his breaststroke.
Diego tread water until Ethan had moved down the lane a bit before restarting his backstroke, he tried to zone out again, but, Ethan had effectively ended that. As he approached the wall, he decided to get out of the lane and moved down to one the empty outer lanes and stayed there through the rest of practice.
The sound of a shrill whistle blasted through the air marking the end of practice. Coach Warner had the team head off to their respective locker rooms to change and get ready for school. Diego hopped out of the water and past the imposing wall of muscle that was Coach Warner. Coach smiled at him and patted Diego on the back before letting his hand fall down the length of it in a subtle caress. Diego shivered at the touch and smiled at the burly man.
Inside the locker room he met up with Cory and both exchanged pleasantries as they proceeded to undress. "Dude, what's up?" Cory said excitedly.
"Hey!" Diego returned, "Well your brother's still being an ass to me."
"Oh man, sorry about that, I told him we were all cool now." Cory said, "Do you want me to talk to him."
"Nah, man. I'm sure we will get it sorted." Diego said, "C'mon man let's hit the showers before all the hot water is gone."
The two teenage boys made their way to the showers; the sound of teenage boys roughhousing and the scent of hormones filled the air. Diego and Cory stepped into side-by-side stalls. The stalls were divided by half walls that afforded some privacy for the bather, but, still allowed for wandering eyes and conversation to be made. Cory found his gaze lingering over his Hispanic friend once again, he let out an unrequited sigh and wished that he could be sucking on Diego's cock.
Cory's own cock began to respond to his desires and chubbed up under the warm water, he gave it a few tugs and prayed it didn't become a full blown erection. Diego, oblivious, to his friend's state proceeded to shower and make his way back to locker room. Cory, followed a few minutes later. Cory rounded the wall of lockers just in time to see Diego pulling up his black Andrew Christian underwear and let out an involuntary gasp. Diego turned his head and blushed as he heard Cory gasp, his gaze drifted south to see the effect his underwear had on Cory. His friend had sprouted a full blown boner at seeing his friends ass framed by the elasticized fabric.
"Fuck, man!" Cory said as he approached Diego, "Are you seriously gonna wear those?" His hand tentatively traced one of the leg straps. Diego lightly brushed his hand away and said, "Yeah! Aren't they great?"
Cory smiled up at him, "Fuck yeah they are!"
Diego slipped on the his uniform pants unaware that Cory was not the only one who had taken in his new underwear. Coach Warner had been making his way back to his office when he had walked past the tableau, seeing Diego in his underwear had cause him to erupt a full blown erection, as well. His massive cock throbbed angrily in his Speedo. He hurried his pace and entered the gym office, closing and locking the door behind him, in the relative safety of the room he let his hand dip beneath the waistband of his speedo and he pumped his cock.
"Need a hand with that, Drew?" he heard, Coach Warner's eyes immediately snapped open. In his state he had failed to see that he was not alone in the office, a figure lay on the office couch. The man on the couch was a beautiful by all accounts, the blond, blue-eyed Australian with the quintessential surfer look gazed hungrily at Coach Warner. Coach Warner sighed in relief and smiled at the hunk on the couch. "How about a mouth instead," he said and walked towards the couch.
The warm, moist mouth of Ryder Stevenson engulfed his cock, Coach Stevenson as he was known on campus was the school's top tier tennis coach. The former tennis champion, now in his late 30's, Coach Stevenson, taught the students of Pinecrest political science and tennis, but, he still retained his youthful looks and figure. He spent most of his offtime training and competing in triathlons throughout the world. He had been lobbying the school hard to start up a triathlon club so that he could get student teams into competitions.
Coach Stevenson moaned as he swallowed Coach Warner's thick cock, trying his best to swallow the 10-inch beast. His tongue flicked around the corona of the cut cock before going back to explore the many veins that crisscrossed the shaft. Coach Warner moaned above him and tried to push more of his cock into the the warm mouth. Coach Stevenson gagged and coughed around the invading cock.
"Fuck, man, I'm so close." Coach Warner said bringing his hands around to grasp Coach Stevenson's head and push it further down his cock. Ryder continued to bob up and down on the cock, bring one hand up to stroke the shaft that wasn't able to make it into his mouth. "Fuck," Coach Warner groaned.
Ryder pumped Drew's cock faster and faster, as he twisted his head around the cock, his tongue swirling around the head and shaft. Coach Warner could feel his balls start to pull up in anticipation of eruption. Slurps and groans filled the room as Coach Warner erupted into his co-worker's mouth. Rope after rope of thick, sticky, nutty flavored cum filled Ryder's mouth to the point of overflowing.
Coach Stevenson tried to swallow as fast as he could, gulping down the piping hot shots of protein, before finally pulling of Drew's cock with a resounding plop. He continued licking the hefty cock to completely clean it of protein.
"Fuck, man, thanks! I needed that." Coach Warner said looking down at the blond, blue-eyed god beneath him.
Ryder smiled up at him, "No problem, man! I know how these kids can rile us up." he said resting back onto the couch. "I have this little bitch sniffing at my balls right now, and God, what I wouldn't give to sink my cock into that tight twat."
"Careful with the girls, dude, they are the ones that can get you in trouble. Stick to dick." Coach Warner responded.
"I know, man, I know," Ryder responded, "But still, tapping that would be nice. Then again not worth the wife getting mad at me and throwing me out." Both coaches laughed.
"So, what are you doing here so early?" Drew asked Ryder. "The wife is being hormonal with the baby and all, so, I told her I had to come in early." Coach Warner grinned at him. "See what I mean, you should just stick to dick."
The lunchtime bell rang across campus causing an eruption of noise and chaos. Diego made his way to his locker, stashing his books away, he closed his locker to find his boyfriend Ryan leaning up against his neighbors. Diego flushed at seeing the rugby stud, "Hey there handsome," Ryan said.
Diego gave Ryan a light punch in the shoulder, "Back at ya stud!" he said excitedly. Ryan grabbed Diego's arm and pulled him towards him giving him a quick peck on the lips. "So, what are we doing for lunch?" Ryan asked Diego as their lips broke apart. "I wouldn't mind eating you," Diego answered. "Let's save that for later." Ryan responded.
Both boys moved off towards the school's cafe, Ryan's arm effortlessly draped across Diego's shoulders. They walked into the crowded eating area and made their way over to a round table where some of Ryan's rugby teammates were sitting. The table greeted both boys warmly and made room for them to sit. Diego scanned the room and noticed Cory sitting with some of the guys from the swim team, Ethan caught Diego's eyes first and glared at him from the distance.
Diego rolled his eyes at him and redirected his attention to Ryan. Soon enough they got up and went to go grab some food. The boys made their way to the deli counter and ordered some sandwiches for lunch.
"So, what's up with your boy?" Diego asked Ryan as they stood in line to pay for their food. "What do you mean?"
"Well, he's still being an ass to me since we started hanging out."
"Oh, you mean since you got in fight with his little brother," Ryan chuckled.
"You know what I mean." Diego retorted.
"Just give him time, he'll come around. But, now that you mention it, he's been bitching that we don't hang out as much as we used to."
"Hey guys!" Cory's chipper voice called out. Ryan and Diego turned and returned the greeting. "So, have you decided to stop eating with the team altogether, Diego?" he asked.
"Umm, no, it's just that some folks have been exactly welcoming." Diego said tactly.
"Man, I told ya don't sweat it, once you win at this weekend's meet, it will be all water under the bridge." Cory said laughingly.
"A meet?!" Ryan asked, "How come you didn't say anything?"
"Oh yeah, so our first meet is this weekend, and, well I thought you would be busy." Diego explained.
"Never too busy for you babe!" Ryan responded, causing Diego to blush and Cory to roll his eyes.
Forcing a smile, Cory said, "Well, why don't you come and cheer him on. Saturday morning at 10am here at the school. See ya there!" he finished as he walked away to join the rest of the swim team at their table.
Diego groaned softly, but, Ryan still overheard him. "So do you not want me to come then?"
"Well, I just don't want to disappoint, I've kinda been stressing the meet, because, well you know." Diego said.
"Babe, you'll be fine." Ryan said reassuringly and proceeded to walk up to the cashier and pay for their lunches. The rest of their lunch period buzzed by in a frenzy of conversation and laughter. Soon enough the bell rang signaling the recommencement of classes. Ryan gave Diego a quick peck on the cheek and headed off to his next class, but not before informing Diego that he would be driving him home after practice.
Afternoon practice turned out to be a grueling session. By the time Diego was changing back into his sweats and sleeveless hoodie, he was feeling exhausted and slightly nauseous from the amount of pool water he drank. He had tried working on his flipturns, but, it was a fool's errand. He forced himself not to freak-out as his eyes gazed up at the water and the swirling bubbles still managed to disorient him.
He was walking out of the locker room, when he heard, "Diego, can I see you for a quick minute." Coach Warner had noticed Diego's struggle with his turns. Diego walked into the Coach's office.
"Have a seat, Diego." Coach said, waiting for Diego to sit before continuing, "Look I know you're having some struggles with the flipturn but like I said before I am here for you both to talk and to assist you with the mechanics if you need. Diego looked at Coach Warner and fought back the tears that threatened to enter his eyes.
"I saw you out there today, and, I'm proud of the progress you are making. It's not gonna be easy, but, don't beat yourself up over that, focus on the fact that you're improving and getting better everyday. Now if you'd like we can schedule some one-on-one time to practice your turns so that you don't feel anxious being around the others when you attempt the turns during practice. What do you think?"
Diego mulled the offer over, smiled, "Yeah, Coach, I would like that if it's not too much trouble."
"Not at all, kiddo. How about we meet here again tomorrow morning and we can start getting you back in top form?"
Diego nodded and said, "Ok!"
"Tuesday and Thursday mornings it is then, don't forget. Now get on home." Coach Warner said.
"Thanks, Coach," Diego said as he exited the Coach's office and walked out of the locker room. Outside he spotted Ryan. Diego paused for a moment as he took in the sight of his boyfriend. The strapping lad was wearing rugby shorts, a loose tank top with wide armholes and some flip flops. His frame bulged with muscles all over. He stared at his phone unaware of Diego's gaze.
Diego smiled at the thought of Ryan being his boyfriend. It made him feel warm and giddy. Ryan looked up and smiled as he saw Diego approach him. "Hey," he said as he arm slipped around Diego's waist and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Ryan parted Diego's lips with his tongue. Diego ran his hands over Ryan's biceps, grabbing at his triceps to bring him deeper into him.
Diego felt himself melt into Ryan's embrace. Their lips and tongues battled with each other, both moved their hips into one another, inflamed with desire their cocks began to respond and lengthen. Ryan broke their kiss and pulled back before his erection became an issue in his short shorts. "C'mon, let's go somewhere more private." he said as he pulled Diego towards his car with him.
Ryan placed Diego's bike on the roof rack before both climbed into his jeep and headed home. The boys talked about this and that, downloading each other on their day. Ryan surprised Diego when he told him that the guys on the rugby team seemed to like him and they thought the two of them a cute couple. The team would be having a cookout at Marymoor Park and told Ryan that he should bring Diego along. Diego smiled and agreed, he mentioned that the swim team should be done with their meet by early afternoon. Soon enough, Ryan pulled into Diego's house and drove up the long drive.
The boys made their way into the house and headed up to Diego's room. Dropping their book bags, Diego, pushed Ryan down onto the leather futon and straddled his thighs, Diego, resumed passionately kissing Ryan, rubbing his cloth covered crotch against Ryan's silky shorts. Diego devoured the senior's lips with his before moving down the boy's neck and to the top of his pecs. Diego smirked mischievously at Ryan before pushing aside his tank top and exposing a deep crimson nipple through tanks armhole. Diego flicked his tongue rapidly against the protruding nipple before clamping down and suckling like a hungry babe. Ryan moaned and groaned beneath Diego, his tumescent cock threatening to tear open his shorts.
Diego moved his hands to the waistband of his sweats and deftly removed them while still suckling at Ryan's teat, then proceeded to release Ryan's cock from it's silken cage, moving back up to Ryan's lips, Diego began a renewed assault on the young man's mouth. With his hands, he stroked Ryan's cock and positioned it at his rear entrance. "Wait!" Ryan exclaimed through the kissing. Diego pulled of his mouth and shot him a quizzical look. Ryan twisted and stretched to reach his book bag, rummaging around in one of the pockets until he pulled out a little foil packet and a small tube of lube. Ryan ripped open the packet and handed Diego the condom and lube. Diego, smiled and resumed kissing Ryan, rolling the condom down Ryan's steely shaft and lubing up.
Ryan's hard, hot, cock slowly started making its way into Diego's ass.
"Ahh!" Diego gasped as his boyfriend's cock slowly made it way into him, he didn't stop his downward descent until he felt Ryan's pubes against his hole.
"Mmmmm!" he groaned fully impaled on Ryan's cock. Ryan also cried out with pleasure as Diego's warm, velvety tunnel engulfed him. Diego began to rock his hips causing Ryan's cock to stir his insides.
"Oh my god!" the both cried out, Ryan's hands moved to grasp Diego's hips. Diego meanwhile leaned back and placed his hands on Ryan's knees for support, his throbbing erection bobbed in the space between them.
"Fuck...yeah...babe!" Diego panted as Ryan began driving his cock into Diego's ass rapidly.
"Oh god!" Ryan cried.
Ryan moved one hand and grabbed Diego's hoodie zipper and unzipped it open exposing the swimmer's torso to him. Ryan ran his hand up Diego's smooth body, sweeping across his pec, he squeezed Diego's nipple causing the boy to yelp with surprise.
Diego moved up and down on Ryan's cock.
Up...
Down....
Up...
Down...
Ryan's cock brushing his prostate twice with every move.
Ryan began to jack Diego's cock as the boy rode him. Grasping Diego's meaty cock, he rolled back the extra foreskin exposing Diego's cock head and stroked with vigor. The cockhead flushed crimson, slick with pre-cum, Ryan gazed at it hungrily, but, their position on the futon kept Diego's cock out of his mouth's reach.
Up...
Down...
Up...
Down...
"Ahh! Fuck yeah!" Diego cried out as Ryan kept assaulting his prostate. Overstimulated, Diego, knew he would not be lasting much longer. "Oh yeah, babe! Fuck Me!" Diego cried, as Ryan started to jackhammer his cock into Diego's ass.
"Fuck!" they both cried out.
The smell of sex, and, heavy, loud panting filled the room.
"I'm gonna cum!" Diego cried out. Ryan tightened his grip on Diego's cock and jerked him off faster.
"Ahh!" Diego cried, "I'm cumming! I'm cumming ! Ahh!"
Diego's cock exploded in a torrent of hot, sticky cum. His first shot blasted Ryan in the face, while his remaining volleys made a mess of Ryan's tank top.
"Fuck, babe, I'm cumming also! AHH!" Ryan roared as his cock swelled in Diego's ass and blasted rope after rope deep into his ass. Ryan's cum overfilled and stretched the condom's reservoir tip and some began to ooze down the length of his shaft, making his cock a cummy mess.
"Fuck, that was hot!" He whispered excitedly into Diego's ear, who had laid down against him completely spent. Ryan's hard cock still throbbed deep inside Diego, who only managed to nod his head in agreement.
Later that afternoon, Malcolm, found the boys finishing up their homework at the dining room table. Malcolm greeted Ryan warmly and gave Diego a knowing glance that made him blush slightly. They exchanged small talk for a few minutes before Malcolm headed up to change into his workout gear.
"I might join you in a little bit!" Diego said as Malcolm was walking out of the room.
"Oh man! Look at the time, I gotta go babe, I have bible study with my dad tonite!" Ryan said as he glanced down at his cell phone. He began to gather his books and make his way out. At the kitchen door, the boys kissed once more before separating for the night.
Diego turned and made his way back up to his room to change into his workout gear before joining Malcolm in the gym. Diego slipped into a fresh jockstrap and some shorts, he left off a tank or tee since he would be working out at home and didn't feel the need to cover up.
Walking into the brightly lit home gym that Malcolm had set up for them, Diego, was confronted by the shirtless sight of Malcolm on the bench press. In all the time Diego had been living with his guardian he did not ever recall seeing him shirtless. Diego was surprised by the fit and toned physique that Malcolm carried. He was muscular in a sinewy way, his pecs swelled slightly from his body and his abs were spectacularly segmented. He looked like a statue come to life. Diego felt himself flush at seeing Malcolm in a new light.
Malcolm, meanwhile, had caught Diego's entrance into the gym from the full length mirrors. Seeing the boys developing body and growing muscles reminded him of his old love, Diego's father. The boy bore a striking similarity to his father and it caused a stirring deep down inside of him. He tried to dispel the thoughts, since he liked to think of Diego as a son now, but, as his eyes followed the Diego's body lines he could feel nothing but lust.
"Great minds think alike," Malcolm said causing Diego to return to the present. "Think you can spot me?" he continued. Getting up from the bench and adding two more 25 pound plates to the bar.
"Sure thing," Diego said and walked over to the bench.
Diego stood at the head of the bench, Malcolm settled back into place on his back and grasped the weighted bar. Diego placed his hands on the bar as well and when Malcolm indicated he was ready he helped him lift the bar. Diego was surprised, lifting the bar was not as easy a task as he thought it would be. Diego's hands hovered around Malcolm's as the older man began to pump through his reps.
Malcolm tried to keep focused on the exercise, but, his eyes kept wandering up to Diego's crotch. He could smell sex on the boy. A smirk played along his lips as he wondered if Diego and Ryan had fucked each other as soon as they got home from school. He certainly would have if he had had a boyfriend like that when he was young. Suddenly the images of them fucking flooded his mind, and, he felt his shorts start to tighten up. He remembered, deliciously, the first time he had encountered the two. The sounds Diego had made as Ryan's cock entered his ass. The image of Ryan's turgid cock splitting Diego open. Malcolm began to struggle with the weighted bar. Diego grasped the bar to help his Uncle out.
Malcolm's cock was beginning to tent his shorts. Diego noticed, Malcolm's running shorts offered little in the way of camouflage. Diego and Malcolm managed to put the bar back on its cradle with a loud bang. Malcolm sat up quickly and grabbed a small towel beside him to wipe away the sweat and try and cover his erection.
"My turn," Diego said.
They adjusted the weight on the bar and swapped positions. Diego's eyes took in Malcolm's shrinking bulge and smiled up at him, nodding, to indicate he was ready to begin. Diego muscled through the exercise, his eyes drifting to Malcolm's crotch. Diego licked his lips as he thought about what his Uncle would taste like. Malcolm returned the smile knowingly, and, as Diego began to bring the bar back down he bent his knees slightly and traveled down with the bar. His cockhead practically grazing Diego's forehead. Diego gasped in exertion and surprise, his Uncle had never been this outwardly sexual with him before, and, accompanied by the chance to smell the older man's musk, it caused an instant reaction in his jock. Diego's cock began to grow and lengthen in his jockstrap. He prayed silently that the fabric would contain it.
Malcolm decided to encourage the game as they moved on from the bench press to their other exercises. His hands caressed Diego in an entirely new way as he spotted him through various weighted exercises. Diego, meanwhile, tried his hardest to concentrate on the workout and fought, futilely, to shiver beneath his uncle's touch.
"How about we jump in the sauna," Malcolm said as they finished up their workout. Diego nodded in agreement.
Malcolm and Diego entered the cramp confines of the indoor sauna that Malcolm had set up in the gym. The tight quarters forced Diego and Malcolm to sit close together. Diego's right leg rested gently against Malcolm's left, but, neither seemed to mind. The small wooden room began to heat up and sweat began to drip off their bodies once again. Neither had said a word since they walked into the sauna and it was beginning to border on awkward. Malcolm turned to Diego, admiring the boy's developing body, and said,
"You're starting to bulk up pretty well," running his hand across the expanse that was Diego's upper back and shoulders.
Diego suppressed a shiver, responding, "Yeah, all the training I'm doing with Ryan is paying off, plus the extra swim practices."
Malcolm brought his hand over Diego's shoulders, Diego leaned back allowing Malcolm to sweep his hand over his pecs. Malcolm smiled as he saw the boy break out in goosepimples. HIs hand continued its downward progress, raking over the boy's sensitive nipple.
"Have I ever told you, son, how much you look like your father." Malcolm said, melancholy deep in his voice.
Diego turned to look at Malcolm and whispered out, "No." sensing the change in his uncle.
"The spitting image," Malcolm said softly as his hand rested lightly on Diego's abs.
"You were close friends, weren't you?" Diego asked softly.
"The closest," Malcolm responded, his voice far away.
Diego moved his hand and rested it on Malcolm's thigh, "How close?" he asked.
The feel of Diego's hand on his thigh brought Malcolm crashing back to the present. Looking down at the caramel colored hand resting against his fair skin, he shivered. Diego's fingers caressed the muscles there and threatened to move towards their goal.
"Wait...what...No?" Malcolm said confused, stood up and left the sauna. Diego sat in stunned silence at his guardian's reaction for a few seconds before following him out of the sauna.
Diego found Malcolm in the kitchen, his eyes red-rimmed, as if holding back tears, making himself a drink. "Uncle," Diego started. Malcolm hung his head. Diego moved around the island to reach Malcolm and embraced him in a hug from behind.
"It's ok, Uncle," he said, "I wouldn't have encouraged it if I didn't want it to happen."
Malcolm twisted around to face Diego and hugged him back. "Oh son, I love you so much. I loved your dad so much as well, and seeing you turning into him, well, it gets hard to hide my feelings." he said his forehead resting against Diego's.
Diego moved his head up so that he could look into Malcolm's eyes, "I always had a hunch you two were more than friends," he said their lips hovering close to each other, Diego moved his body into his uncle's. Malcolm groaned lightly as he felt Diego's hard body press against his. His cock waking up once again in his running shorts.
"We shouldn't," Malcolm whispered his lips brushing against Diego's.
"But we can," Diego whispered back and kissed Malcolm passionately. Diego's tongue entered Malcolm's mouth and explored the warm cavern. Malcolm groaned into him tightening his grip around Diego.
Diego's hands played around the edges of Malcolm's running shorts, before one slipped beneath the elastic hem and moved over the older man's buttock. Malcolm luxuriated under Diego's touch and the last vestiges of the dam that held back his emotions gave way. He began to devour Diego's lips. Malcolm's hands roamed over Diego's torso feeling the various planes and angles that Diego's muscles made.
Malcolm moved his lips to Diego's neck, and, licked and kissed his way down to the boy's chest. Turning them around, Malcolm grabbed Diego and lifted him up onto the marble counter. Malcolm stepped back and admired the muscled boy on his counter. His hands moved over Diego's pecs, brushing against his nipples causing them to stiffen. His hands went down Diego's torso until he reached the hem of his shorts.
"I think we need to take these off," he said to Diego, smiling up at him. Diego smiled back, placing his hands on the counter he lifted himself up in invitation. Malcolm grabbed the elastic waistband and pulled them down over Diego's thighs. His black Under Armour jockstrap coming into view. Malcolm let Diego's shorts fall of his legs and pool to the floor. He moved his hands up Diego's thighs and swept his fingers over the boy's protruding bulge.
"Ahh!" Diego sighed as Malcolm's fingers swept over his cock.
Malcolm moved into the boy's splayed legs and kissed him once again. Their lips battled once again nipping and biting at each other. Their tongues wrestling, attempting to pin each other. Malcolm moved off Diego's lips again. He grabbed one of Diego's arms and moved it up into a flex position and began kissing the boy's bulging muscle. Licking the mound as he went along, moving ever so slowly to the boy's armpit.
Diego suppressed his shivers and desire to laugh, as he had always been a bit ticklish in the armpits. Malcolm breathed in the scent of the boy as he buried his nose in the wet crook of his body. Diego's smell inflamed him with desire. Flattening his tongue he licked, in broad swaths, across the boy's pit. Diego moaned above him.
"Oh god, son, you taste wonderful," Malcolm said as he pulled back from Diego's moistened pit. Malcolm moved down to the boy's nipple and began licking and nipping at it. Diego moved his hands around and cradled Malcolm's head against his nipple. Malcolm eased Diego back on the counter slightly and pushed him back as he lifted the boy's legs until his heels found purchase on the edge of the counter.
With Diego in a half prone position on the counter, Malcolm dipped down and began to lick at Diego's sweaty hole.
"AHHH! OH MY GOD!" Diego burst out in joy as Malcolm's tongue swept across his hole, his stubble scratching his sensitive areas wantonly.
Pulling apart Diego's cheeks Malcolm dug deeper into the boy's velvety tunnel. The scent of Diego was strong and overwhelming. His moans and groans encouraging Malcolm further.
"Oh, fuck, yeah!" Diego cried out as Malcolm continued to eat him out. Diego ran his hands over his torso, pinching his nipples every so often. As much as he hated to, Malcolm pulled out of Diego's ass and turned around to open one of the cabinets next to the fridge. Grabbing a bottle of olive oil he turned his attention back the the beautiful boy that was laying on his counter. Diego made a striking image as his caramel skin contrasted starkly on the white marble countertop.
Malcolm moved his hand over his running shorts and pulled them off, his cock springing out with such force that it thwacked loudly against his lower abs. Malcolm opened the bottle of olive oil and poured a small amount onto his hand and fingers. Setting the bottle back on the counter he moved back between Diego's legs and placed his oily hand on the boy's ass. Rubbing the oil into his sensitive skin and slowly penetrating him with his slick fingers. Diego sighed and moaned under his ministrations. Malcolm moved his fingers back and forth in the boy's ass, Diego squirmed with pleasure, electricity charging up and down his body.
Malcolm pulled out his finger and pushed two into his ass. He twisted and turned them inside the boy's warm tunnel, rubbing up against the boy's love nut. Malcolm's cock began to seep pre-cum against his abs, the sight of Diego with his head thrown back, mouth open in pleasure, filled him with lust. Malcolm remembered a similar tableau from many years ago.
Malcolm eased a third finger into Diego causing him to groan out again, tossing his head from side to side in wanton lust as his ass expanded under Malcolm's deft handling. "Fuck yeah...daddy!" Diego whispered lustily.
Malcolm was taken aback by Diego vocalisation, his fingers paused their back and forth in his ass, Diego locked eyes with Malcolm, his face full of lust. Malcolm smiled and eased his fingers out of Diego's ass. He grasped his cock with his oily hand and pumped his shaft, moving into Diego. He pressed his cock head up against Diego's rear entrance.
"Is this what you want, son?" he said looking at Diego's brown lust-hazed eyes.
Diego groaned and tried to push his ass onto the cock, "Yeah, daddy!" he breathed out.
Malcolm smiled and slowly began to sink his cock into Diego's ass. Diego groaned as Malcolm's cock began to push his way into his ass. He tried to relax against the invading shaft, Malcolm's cock was different from the others that had entered him. Malcolm's had a stately grace to it. Not to thick, but, not too thin either. Seven solid inches that managed to reach all the appropriate places and giving Diego that just full feeling.
Soon enough Diego felt Malcolm's pubes scratching at his ass. "Fuck...daddy!" Diego cried out as Malcolm bottomed out on him. His hands gripped Malcolm's obliques and tired to pull him further in.
"Oh...fuck...son!" Malcolm cried out, "You're so fucking hot!"
Malcolm's cock throbbed inside the warm glove that was Diego. He let himself feel the boy's heat for a moment before pulsing his pelvis against him, sending short bursts of joy into Diego. Malcolm let his hands roam over Diego before moving them over the boy's fabric covered cock. Malcolm moved the jockstrap pouch aside and released Diego's throbbing cock. The boy's cock was beautiful in his eyes, he grabbed the hot shaft with his slick hand and pumped it a few times.
"Ahh...yes...fuck!" Diego cried out, Malcolm's cock pumping in and out of him.
Overwhelmed by the sensations he was feeling Malcolm began to increase his assault on Diego's ass. Looking down, his cock entering and exiting the boy's ass, caused him to moan with lust. The faster he battered Diego's ass, the faster his hand moved up and down on the boy's shaft. Malcolm's other hand began to caress Diego's thigh as he felt himself getting close to the edge.
In...
Out...
In...
Out...
Faster...
Faster...
Malcolm's hips were soon cracking against Diego's ass, filling the kitchen with slapping noises. Diego moaned and writhed beneath him in ecstasy. Malcolm's cock rubbing his prostate in all the right ways.
Slap... Slap... Slap... Slap..
Malcolm's cock was beginning to become a blur as it entered and exited Diego's ass. His hand gripped Diego's cock tighter and stroked faster.
"Hunhh! Hunhh! Hunhh!" Diego panted, gritting his teeth, no longer even able to make proper moaning noises.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Malcolm grunted.
Diego gripped the edge of the counter to hold himself in place under Malcolm's anal assault. His whole body shook under his thrusts and was moving him up the counter further from Malcolm's exquisite cock.
"Oh my god! I'm gonna cum, son!" Malcolm panted out.
"Oh yeah Daddy! Give it to me, give me your cum!" Diego responded wantonly.
Slap... Slap... Slap... Slap...
Malcolm continued driving his cock into Diego, he could feel his balls churning with his load, he could feel the cum rushing up his through the shaft of his cock and exploding deep into Diego.
"AAAHHHH! FUUUUCKK!" Malcolm shouted as he buried his cock deep into Diego's ass.
Rope after rope of thick, hot, sticky cum rushed into Diego's ass coating his intestinal walls. Malcolm spasmed above him, his vice-like grip on Diego's cock causing him to cum.
"Oh fuck! I'm cumming Uncle!" Diego panted as his hard cock erupted with cum spraying him, Malcolm, and the counter top with protein. Malcolm let go of Diego's cock, his hand covered in jizz, brought it up to his mouth and licked off Diego's mess. Diego's cum tasted a little sweet and tangy to the older man. It was a taste not unlike one he had savored before.
Diego watched as Malcolm licked his cum off his hand, he could feel his cock starting to subside in his ass and he squeezed his muscles in an attempt to milk the older man's cock of all the cum he had.
Malcolm groaned as he felt Diego's ass squeeze his cock and bent over the boy and began kissing him once again. Diego could taste himself in Malcolm's mouth, he enjoyed how he tasted, and devoured what he could.
"C'mon kiddo," Malcolm said, "Let's go hit the showers."
The rest of the week passed by in a blur for Diego. He tried not to dwell on the upcoming swim meet to much, and, secretly he prayed that he didn't have an episode in the pool in front of everyone. Malcolm and Ryan would both be in attendance and he wasn't sure if it might become awkward. He hadn't told Ryan about his tryst with Malcolm, and, Malcolm had seemed "cool" when Ryan had been over to the house the day after their session.
He and Malcolm had not had a chance for a repeat performance, but, perhaps if he won at the meet there might be something worth celebrating. Diego smiled to himself and wondered if he was becoming a sex addict.
"Whatcha grinning about, dude." he heard breaking him out of his thoughts. "Huh, what?" Diego said as he saw his friend Cory looming in front of him. Cory chuckled.
Diego smiled back and said, "Oh, uh, nothing. Was just thinking about how I'm gonna be winning more events than you tomorrow."
"Oh, oh, is that how you want to play it, sir," Cory said exaggeratedly, "You're on brotha."
Diego and Cory laughed as they made their way to the one class they shared together. Their playful banter drawing to a close as they stepped into the room.
DIego tried to concentrate on his class, but, the events he was swimming were weighing on his mind, additionally, his team was counting on him to put in a good performance. He felt his breath getting short as the class progressed. He tried to keep his mind from dwelling on the pool, but, he found it hard, he could feel a little dizzy.
Cory, tapped him and gave him a concerned look. Diego smiled and nodded to indicate everything was ok. Meanwhile the teacher droned on and on at the head of the class.
The bell couldn't ring fast enough for Diego and bolted from the room as soon as it ringed. Leaving a confused Cory to try and chase him down. He spotted Diego at his locker and began walking towards him, but, stopped short when he saw Ryan come up to Diego. From across the hall Cory saw his replacement comfort his best friend, a friend he still wished could become more.
Ryan slipped his arm around Diego's shoulders and helped calm the boy down. Cory overheard, "You'll do fine," Ryan was telling Diego, "Won't he Cory," he added as he spotted Cory approaching them. "Yeah, man, don't sweat it. But, hey I guess this means I'll win then." Cory said jokingly. Diego narrowed his eyes at him and smirked.
Diego opened his eyes to see sunlight streaming into his room, casting horizontal shadows as it passed through the louvers of his rooms plantation shutters. He could hear birds chirping outside, he groaned as he slowly rose from his bed. His morning wood throbbing as it came into contact with his abs. He moved his hand down, gripping his cock, and then remembered what day it was.
"Fuck," he said to no one. He had a swim meet in a few hours. He let go of his cock and padded over to his bathroom and began to get ready for the meet.
Showered and shaved, Diego, came down for breakfast an hour or so later. Malcolm greeted him in the kitchen and placed a plate of bacon, eggs and toast before him. Diego devoured the food and helped himself to an extra helping of toast. His uncle and him making small talk until it was time to head to the school for the meet.
"Diego," Malcolm began, "I just want you to know that no matter how you do today, I love you and I am proud of you."
Diego smiled at his uncle and said, "Thanks, Uncle Malcolm."
The two of them piled into Malcolm's Jaguar and made their way into the city. Diego placed his headphones on during the drive and tried to calm his nerves by listening to a mix of Moby, Delerium and Enya. The downtempo beats helped relax him and keep his mind from dwelling on the negative.
Pinecrest was an explosion of activity. The school's parking lot was crowded to capacity and Malcolm had to take the first spot he could find which resulted in them having a good hike before they made it to the pool deck.
Diego spotted Coach Warner and some of his teammates and made their way over to them. Malcolm meanwhile made his way over to the stands to find a good spot from which to catch all the action.
Coach began gathering the swimmers up and gave them an overview of the meet. Four schools were coming together and competing against each other, which was why the school grounds were busier than normal. They would be going up against another private school and two public schools. Coach wanted sportsmanship from all of them and he wanted them to show all the other swimmers how it was done at Pinecrest.
The team cheered and raised a general racucas. Diego scanned the pool deck and found Malcolm and Ryan in the stands. He smiled at them both, Ryan had brought some of his rugby friends with him and they had taken to chanting "Pinecrest!" every so often.
The team staked out an area on the pool deck, and, Coach Warner began going over the events they would be swimming. Diego was relieved that his longest events were the 100 back and 100 free. He would be swimming in the team medley. He would be swimming the backstroke portion of it. He was also going to be swimming some sprints. Diego quietly huffed out a sigh of relief, the events he was swimming wouldn't have him in the water to long, so, as long as, he kept his cool he would be fine.
Diego sat on the ground and began to stretch, he hoped loosening up his muscles would help contain the nervous energy that was beginning to course through his body. Cory sat down next to him and started stretching out as well. Then helped each other through some partner stretches. Three sets of eyes were paid particular attention to Diego and Cory as the boy's went about their stretches. All three individuals were beginning to chub up in their pants as a result.
Malcolm's eyes roamed between Diego and his swimming coach. This was the first time Malcolm had seen the coach up close and the man was a knockout. Malcolm shifted in his shorts attempting to hide the bulge that the coach and Diego were arousing in him. He made a mental note to ask Diego about his coach, but, for the moment he was content in admiring the man's stunning physique. Of all the coaches in attendance at the meet, Coach Warner was the best in shape.
As the meet got underway, swimmers dashed about the pool deck, heading to and from the lane blocks, divers to and from the springboards. It was organized chaos at it's best. Malcolm kept his eye on Diego and tried to make small talk with Ryan. His image of Ryan was starting to get filled in a little more as a result, the kid seemed to have a good head on his shoulders, and, aside from the circumstances of their first encounter he didn't seem to be a screw-up.
They both refocused on Diego, as they saw him make his way to the starting block, one of his event's was up next. Diego paced around the his starting block as his first event was coming up. He would be swimming 100 meter back. Pinecrest boasted an Olympic-sized swimming pool, meaning Diego would only have to swim to the opposite wall and back. The sprint races would take place on the school's smaller pool, and, the diving events would take place in the diving pool.
As the swimmers were called to their blocks, Diego stripped down to his swimming briefs. Even though most of the team used the jammer style competition suits, Diego preferred the Speedo briefs. Not just because of the aesthetics of the suit, but, his slightly superstitious nature believed that he truly did swim faster in them. Diego's muscled body was a vision as he stepped up to his block, his long, lean body rippled as his muscles moved underneath the skin. Diego adjusted his goggles and swim cap, before jumping into the water and getting into position.
Diego breathed as he waited for the signal. A loud beep filled the air and the swimmer's exploded from the wall. Diego's body hyperextended as he arched his back, the water shimmered off him as he entered the water. He moved like a dolphin under the water, Malcolm and Ryan both stood up to get a better view of him. Diego dolphin kicked as hard as he could underwater before he had to surface and begin his stroke.
Water sprayed around him as he broke the surface and breathed his first breath since leaving the wall. He had resurfaced almost a quarter length down the pool and his arms switched to automatic as they began to churn the water and propel him to the far wall. Diego was easily in first place as he headed into his turn, touching the wall instead of attempting a flipturn. His decision cost him some of his lead as the next best swimmer closed the gap on him. Ryan, Malcolm, and the whole team were screaming encouragement.
Out of the corner of his eye Diego sensed more than saw the other swimmer, he told himself to kick harder. He began to pull ahead again, his hand managing to touch the wall a half second faster than second place. The Pinecrest swim team and spectators erupted in cheers. Diego congratulated the swimmers in the lanes next to his and made his way out of the pool. Coach Warner came up to him and wrapped him in a bear of a hug as he gave him his time, 46.75 seconds.
For his first race back since the accident, Diego, impressed even himself. Maybe he would be able to get over the traumatic experience, he thought as he walked back to the team area. The team swarmed him as he approached and congratulated him on winning his first event, and, it looked by all appearances that his little falling out with Cory was forgiven. Cory, himself gave Diego a bro hug since he knew his boyfriend was in the stands. His hand lingering on Diego's shoulder afterwards.
In the stands, Ryan was fistpumping and high-fiving his friends and Malcolm. He cheered loud enough from Diego to hear him, earning him a full smile from Diego. The event progressed smoothly, Diego was in the zone as he came up for his next event. Freestyle was his best stroke, and, he was confident he would do well. The signal blasted in the air, Diego, and the other swimmers burst into the water.
Diego was back in the still blue world, around him he saw plumes of bubbles as the other swimmers entered the water, far wall and back, he told himself mentally and began kicking his legs. Soon enough he broke the surface and began to stroke like his life depended on it. This time Diego was able to see his closest competition and it drove him onward. Both boys were neck and neck going into the turn.
Diego thought about doing a flipturn and began to set himself up for it, but, changed his mind at the last second again. This time, however, the fumble allowed the other swimmer to get ahead. Diego raced to catch up to him. Diego trailed the boy by the most miniscule of amounts, but, in a world of records and standings, that difference could be night and day. Diego urged his body forward, as his hand pressed against the wall he knew he was second, and, as the saying goes - Second place is just first place loser.
Diego was annoyed with himself. He knew he needed to get over the flipturn thing, if he didn't, he was just going to have to start training harder.
Despite being his own worst critic, the team cheered Diego on like a conquering hero, and, some seniors were beginning to worry about their records.
Diego redeemed himself after his disappointing second place finish in his sprint events. Posting the fastest times at the meet and for the school. As his final event came up, the team medley, Diego was sure they could win this one as well. The team made their way to the starting blocks. Diego would be kicking things off with the backstroke again. "You can do it, almost done," he whispered to himself as he jumped into the pool and took his place.
The signal rang out once again and Diego exploded once more into the water. Diego churned the water with all his strength and flew down the pool lane like a hydrofoil. Reaching the wall he flipped around and pushed himself off. Diego felt he was in the lead since he couldn't see anyone ahead of him, but, as he surfaced he wasn't so sure. He felt like a swimmer was gaining on him. Focus he told himself, then he felt something brush his leg. "What was that?" he thought. He tried to keep his mind from racing around and focus on his stroke, but, fear and doubt were beginning to seep in. In an effort to calm himself, he changed his breathing pattern and now, midway, down the length of the pool his breathing was starting to become erratic.
Stroke, Diego, stroke, he tried to tell himself, but, he could feel himself slow down his cadence was off, spray from another swimmer hit his face and he cursed, his hand began brushing up against the lane marker. Keep it together, he told himself, almost home. Diego started getting tunnel vision as he stared at the sky above him, he swam under the banners marking the home stretch and he tried one final burst of energy, as his hand came in contact with the wall, he saw a body fly over him and enter the water. He hugged the wall as he tried to calm himself before getting out. His teammates helped him out and patted him on the back, but, he could sense they weren't happy. Diego realized that he hadn't been first or second, but, had been the fifth one back. The rest of the team was going to have to do their best to try and recover from that.
Diego was upset with himself, his promising start had ended with a whimper. As the meet drew to a close, Pinecrest still managed to come out on top. The Medley team ended up taking second place, which was surprisingly good given their bad start. Ethan, was the first to make his annoyance at Diego clear in the locker room. Cory stepped up and defended Diego, reminding Ethan that he wasn't born a winner either and that he was probably mad he wouldn't be top dog anymore. The brothers exchanged hard glances,
"Whatever, dude, all I know is, he better get his shit together by our next meet or I'm going to have Coach Warner kick him off the team medley." Ethan said ending the conversation and walking out with the other two swimmers of the medley team.
"Fuck, he's intense." Diego said under his breath. Cory rested his hand on his shoulder, "Well, I did tell you he was a douche when we first met."
After the meet, Diego, regrouped with Malcolm and Ryan. Hugs and pats on the back were exchanged and no one mentioned his lackluster performance during the team medley. Malcolm offered to take them to lunch, but, Ryan said that the rugby team had planned a little get together and he was hoping to bring Diego along. Looking at Diego, Malcolm said, "Your call," Diego smiled, hugged Malcolm and told him he would see him later. Diego and Ryan headed off towards Ryan's car. Malcolm made his way back to his car, bumping into Coach Warner on the way there, giving him an opportunity to chat the man up.
"Coach," Malcolm began, "Just want to say thanks for working with Diego."
"No need to thank me, Diego, is a great athlete."
"Well it's been quite a journey to get him back in the water. I'm glad to see him flourishing."
"Yeah, I can imagine. He really hasn't shared too much with me, but, what he has said sounds quite traumatic."
"It was a shock to us all. Maybe someday over coffee I'll tell you the story."
Coach Warner smiled, "I'd like that. I'm Drew by the way." he said extending a hand to Malcolm.
"Malcolm, nice to meet you Drew." Both men felt a spark run through them as they shook hands. Malcolm's grey eyes locked on Drew's green eyes, both men smiled in quite understanding.
"Here let me give you my number," Drew said breaking the handshake. Malcolm put Drew's information into his phone and agreed to connect for coffee later. He felt giddy and had butterflies in his stomach as he made his way to his car.
Drew watched the handsome gentleman walk away and smiled at the fact that the man looked good both coming and going.
The rugby kick back was already underway by the time Ryan and Diego pulled up to the park. Ryan made the rounds greeting and laughing with various guys from the team. Diego grabbed a drink, found a shady place and sat down to watch Ryan do his thing. Ryan joined him with some plates of food and more drinks. People drifted throughout making conversation with Diego and Ryan. After a couple of hours Diego grabbed Ryan and suggested they might have more fun just the two of them. Ryan quickly said his goodbyes and climbed into his jeep with Diego.
"Where did you want to go?" Ryan asked
"Nowhere in particular, but maybe something out of the way might work." Diego said as he rubbed Ryan's jean covered thigh. Ryan's cock began to distend the fabric. Diego could feel the heat through the fabric.
Diego's fingers moved their way to Ryan's crotch and unbuttoned his pants. Slowly pulling down the fabric and peeling the material back, Diego, revealed a pair of black Under Armour boxers. His fingers moved their way into them and fished out Ryan's turgid cock. The sight of his cock made his mouth water. Diego slowly sank down and took Ryan's cock into his mouth.
"Oh. My. God." Ryan panted as Diego's warm mouth covered his cock. Diego began to swirl his tongue around the head as he felt the cock grow longer and harder in his mouth.
"Oh, fuck babe." Ryan moaned as Diego continued to work his cock while Ryan scanned the surrounding areas for a spot to pull over. Finally he turned into a wooded lane that seemed to open up to a secluded park area. Ryan parked in a shady area and shifted in his seat so that he could pull his pants down a bit more. Diego, meanwhile, hoovered his cock like it was the end of the world.
Ryan moaned and groaned. Diego bobbed up and down until Ryan was ready to explode and would then back off. Diego edged him with his mouth for a while before pulling completely off.
"Fuck me," he said to Ryan and the boys moved to the back seat. Ryan struggled with his jeans while Diego was able to just step out of his shorts. He hadn't bothered with underwear after the meet so he was ready. Facing Ryan, Diego began to sit on the boy's cock.
"Unhh!" He groaned as Ryan's cock began to enter him. Ryan, likewise, moaned as Diego's warm enveloping heat began to draw him in.
The boys began to kiss as Ryan continued to enter Diego. Once he was all in, Diego, began bouncing up and down on Ryan's cock. Ryan ran his hands over Diego's torso, pinching his nipples as he swept by them. Diego moaned and whined like a two-dollar whore under Ryan's touch. Diego closed his eyes and images of Coach Warner appeared behind them causing him to buck up and down on Ryan with a renewed vigor.
"Oh! Fuck! Yeah!" Diego moaned.
Up...
Down...
Up...
Down...
He went on Ryan's cock. Diego grabbed one of Ryan's hands and began sucking on his fingers.
"Oh my god!" Ryan exclaimed.
Diego rode Ryan faster and faster. The shaft pistoning into his insides sent chills down his spine.
Faster...
Faster...
Up...
Down...
Up...
Down...
Diego threw his head back and grunted at the invading missile penetrating his ass.
"Oh! FUCK! He screamed as Ryan's cock repeatedly battered his prostate.
Ryan moved his hands behind his head and started increasing his strokes into Diego.
"FUCK!" they both cried out.
Up...
Down...
Up...
Down...
Ryan and Diego fucked, the car filling with the smell of sex.
"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum!" Ryan roared, his hands moving to grab Diego's hips.
"Yeah, fuck me, fuck me!" Diego moaned.
Ryan pistoned his dick into Diego as best he could in the cramped quarters.
"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Ryan repeated, "I'm gonna cum!"
Ryan began slamming his dick into Diego's ass.
One...
Two...
Three...
Ryan erupted on the third stroke. "FUCK!!!" he yelled out as his cock began to dump rope after rope of hot, sticky cum deep inside Diego.
Diego's ass could not contain it all and it began to seep out of his ass around Ryan's cock. Ryan did not let up his assault even though he had just cum. He continued to batter Diego's prostate until Diego was soon crying out as well and having his second hands-free cum.
"Fuck!" Diego cried as his cum shot forth from his cock covering him and Ryan in a smelly sticky mess.
Spent, both boys rested against each other. Diego's lips slowly brushed against Ryan's and they soon began a passionate make out session.
"Fuck," Diego whispered as he broke their kiss, "that was hot, babe."
Ryan was only able to nod.
A few minutes later, still covered in cum, the boys headed to Diego's house.
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