Gym Coach Pt 8
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On the way down to the pool, I just kept having this feeling like I was been watched. Darren and I made it to the pool and we were not the only ones with the same thought. A lot of coaches and gymnasts were splashing around. Darren went into the hot tub with the coaches to talk shop and introduce himself to them. I went into the pool and started horsing around.
A good hour went by and people start to dwindle and Darren came up to me, "I am going to head back to the room. Are you coming?" he asked.
"I'll do a few more laps then I will be up," I let him know.
"Do not be too late," he said with a wink.
I smiled back and took off in the pool. A few more laps and I noticed there was only one of person in the pool area. He was maybe a few years younger than me but I got this feeling like I knew him from somewhere before. He was staring at me but not saying a word. He looked like my younger brother.
I wanted to yell out his name but he quickly walked away. I figured I would get another chance tomorrow to see it was really him. I made it back to the room and the opened the door. It was still a little dark and the only light was from the window that did not light much of the room anyway. As soon as the door was shut and I walked a few feet, I felt a pair of hands start to roam over my body.
I let them work their magic and they start went from over my shoulder and down my chest. They teased my nipples and I exposed my neck while I tilted my head back. Then his lips kissed my neck as his hands wrapped around my waist and untied the drawstring on my swimsuit. That is when I felt that his cock was slowly rising and rubbing between my cheeks. I smiled at the thought Darren was completely naked behind me.
My hands reached behind me and start to slowly stroke him while he removed the swimsuit that was cock blocking his end goal. He let my swimsuit hit the floor and I stepped out of them. He force pushed me towards the bed and pushed my face down onto it. My ass was up in the air waving around. I teased him and he finally could not take it anymore, his mouth dove onto my awaiting hole. I moaned from the touch of his tongue.
"Oh fuck, Darren. Your tongue is just as talented as your flexible body," I said out loud.
No response just that he went deeper and that made me moan again. Then his tongue left my hole and I felt something else replace it. I reached back and lined him up with my hole. He slowly pushed into me. I felt the pressure and was enjoying the pleasure he was giving me. Once he was all the way in he lay on my back and whispered into my ear, "You're so fucking tight, I imagined this all the way on the bus ride here. I am so happy to be with you. You make me so happy."
"You make me so happy too. I am glad I went to the try out and fingered you in our competition. Now fuck me with that big cock of yours," I said back to Darren.
He did not wait any longer and started to pull out. Then he would slowly push it back in. He got into a rhythm as I would slowly push back so he could get in deeper. Darren hit my sweet spot and that sent me wild. It has been a longer time since I have been fucked and forget how sensitive that was. I turned my head back to see Darren in the window light.
He was smiling from ear to ear. He was in pure bliss and so was I. I was so lucky to have found him. Then he hit that spot again. It made my knees wobble a little bit. I am glad he found my spot but I did a move that shocked him because I wanted to see him while he fucked me. I spun around onto my back without him coming out of me.
He smiled and did not miss a thrust. He bent forward and kissed my lips. We start moaning into each other's mouths to muffle the sound since we did not want the whole floor to hear us. About halfway through, he reached between us and start to jerk me off. I was in heaven and was wanted this to last all night long but we both knew that we had to be at our best tomorrow for competition.
He sped up both stroking and fucking. Within moments he asked, "Can I cum inside you?"
"Yeah, fill me up with your cum," I said out of breath.
All he said after that was, "I'm cumming." Then I felt him thrust one last time hitting my sweet spot and shoot load after load deep into me. Which in turn made me cum because his cum was hitting my sweet spot every time. The room went silent and all you could hear was our heavy panting. He collapsed on top of me and we both fell asleep in each other's arms.
We must have been exhausted because the next thing I knew it was almost nine and some of our teammates were knocking on our door. My eyes opened wide and noticed the mess. I gently shook Darren awake and he woke up with a smile. "Good morning, sexy," he said while wiping the sleep out of his eyes.
Then another knock on the door, it brought him out of his blissful moment. "Shit, we need to clean up this mess. Hop in the shower and I will clean this up and answer the door," he told me.
"Ok," I said quickly and kissed him on the lips. I quickly bolted into the bathroom and shut the door. Darren took my swimsuit off the floor and wiped up the cum off his chest that was sticking between us last night, pulled on some joggers and answered the door.
"Good morning, ladies," he said to them.
"Good morning, Coach. We are all heading down to get breakfast before out routine time. Would you like to come?" she asked coach.
"Sounds like fun, let me shower and I'll meet you guys down there," he said to them.
"Awesome, ask Nolan too," she said and started to walked away.
"I will," he yelled.
Darren then quickly hopped into the shower with me and we cleaned up from the mess that we made last night. I turned around and said, "Last night was the best fuck I have had. I cannot wait to try you out tonight."
He got weak in the knees just from the thought of having me deep inside him. It got a rise out of him and me but we needed to focus on the competition. We put a pause on the arousal talk and focused on what we need to do. We got dressed in our uniforms and went to join the others for breakfast and go over our routine one last time before our scheduled time.
While at breakfast I noticed that same kid staring at me. He must have been only 16 or so but completely look liked Austin. I got up and started walking over to him but he went into the ballroom where the competition was being held. I followed because I would like to know if this was Austin. I walked through the doors and noticed that the high school gymnasts were doing their routines. The individual routine we going and unfortunately I did not get to hear the kid's name.
I sat down and watched him do his routine. He was just as good as me. His routine reminded me of what I taught Austin when we use to do it in the orphanage. It was one of the only things that got us through the days. Every day we would practice the same steps and we made a promise that we would do it together one day in the big competitions. I did start using the routine but stop when I join team competitions. Yet I never forgot.
I watch him and the kid did not miss a beat and had the routine down tight. As he finished the routine, he landed and I cheered for the kid. He went running over to his coach and gave him a big hug. That is when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned my head and Darren was standing behind me.
"He does look like Austin," he said to me.
"How do you know that," I asked with some anger in my voice.
"I saw a picture of the two of you the night I spent over. Sorry if I over step my bounds," He apologized to me.
"It's ok; he has been staring at me last night at the pool and this morning at breakfast. I wanted to know if it was Austin," I said with a few tears rolling down my cheek.
He wiped my tear away and suggested, "I can go talk to his coach and set up a meeting for a little later."
My eyes went wide and excited. "Could you?" I asked like a little kid.
"Anything for my boyfriend," he told me.
I want to kiss him right there but I figured I would save it for later. That made my day; I could care less about anything else then having a chance to possible find my brother. After the high school routines went through we were up. We did our routine and for this performance we got 9.85. We did our second routine and for 9.9. Since it was our first competition we did pretty well. With those scores we made it to day two which is tomorrow.
After our scores were given we had the rest of the day to ourselves. I just want to have that meeting. I headed back to my room and as I got off the elevator I ran right into that kid.
We both went crashing to the floor. "Sorry about that," he said softly.
"No, it was completely my fault," I replied back to him. I offered him my hand to help him up and that is when he realized who he ran into.
He got a scared look on his face and started to back away. "Wait, please," I begged for him to stay.
He paused and stopped.
"Is your name Austin?" I asked him which took most of my own strength.
"Yes, is your name Nolan?" he asked back.
"Are you my brother?" I asked and fell down onto my knees.
"I do not know. When I look at you, my head starts to hurt like I know you from somewhere," he said with a sorrowful look.
"Can we talk?" I asked him.
"I want to but when I see you I am so full of glee and sorrow," he asked me.
"Please, it is just talking. My room is right around the corner. I promise we will figure things out if you are my brother," I stated to him.
"Ok, Nolan," he said to me. We walked a few feet and open the door to our room. We both walked in. The door closed behind us.
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