Spiraling Down

I pulled down my shorts and took my dick out. I shook it a little so that it would look bigger and started to pee. Slowly, I pulled my head back and began breathing deeply. That always made me feel good, especially when my bladder was as full as it was in that moment. Few seconds later, I heard footsteps and Stefan came inside and took the urinal beside me.

• Hey.

• Hey. - he responded. - Where were you last two practices?

• Sick. - I lied. I have spent last week with my boyfriend on Kopaonik but we weren't close enough for me to tell him that.

• Oh. Are you better now?

• Yeah. - I said and shook my dick a few times for last few drops to come out. I pulled up my shorts and patted him on the back. - Hurry up, you know the coach is going to be pissed again.

• To be honest, I don't give a fuck. Tell him he doesn't have to wait for me.

• You got it. - I said and checked out his tight ass, nicely outlined in his sweatpants.

No idea why, but after the whole week of fucking with Nikola, I was still horny as shit. I tried not to think about sex so that I don't get an erection and went to the locker room. The smell of sweat was overbearing. Virtually everyone showed up for this practice so there practically was not a free space on the bench. I have planned to come earlier and shower but I was late so I had no choice but to put my stuff in the corner. I smelled a little, but I was more bothered that I didn't manage to jerk it off under showers. My balls were full and I desperately needed to cum.

• Dude, the practice is starting, don't be late. - said Strahinja who was leaving when I came in.

• I wont, just a sec.

I checked out his broad, handsome figure and took the phone from my backpack. Nikola sent me a message saying that he came back earlier from university and that he's making spaghetti. Too lazy to respond, I put it back inside and took my gloves and a bottle of water and went to the boxing hall. It was relatively small room, with mirrors on lateral walls and a thin, blue sponge floor. There were red boxing bags in the corner and bunch of jump ropes. Coach was slowly walking around,waiting for us to gather around. He always looked pissed and that looked good on him 'cause he was really ripped and bald. He was in his thirties, and in his younger days, he was a serious boxer. No one liked to bother him. I left my gloves in the corner and went to take my place in the line. He always made us stand like that at the beginning of each practice, like we're in military. I took my place next to Nenad, who had 26 years and was the oldest in our group.

• Are you all here? - asked the coach in a deep voice.

• Now we are. - said Stefan and went to stand in line.

He didn't respond, but he gave him a nasty look.

• What the fuck are you waiting for? Start running!

As always, we started to run in a circle around the room to warm up. I hated that part. After a few circles I stopped counting, but I think it was about ten minutes later when some new guy showed up at the door. He leaned on the doorway and took the backpack of his shoulder.

• Hey, you came. - said the coach and held his arm to meet him.

• Yeah. - he responded casually.

I tried to check him out. He was 24,25 years old and he was taller than me by an inch. Black, sleeveless shirt nicely emphasized his strong shoulders. His whole body was muscular and lean. His face was beautiful, his eyes dark, almost utterly black. He held himself proudly, his moves were manly and relaxed. I felt butterflies in my stomach from the sudden rush of adrenaline. He turned his head and I looked away, not wanting him to notice me staring. Usually, I wouldn't care, but, for some reason I didn't want him to catch me. I kept running like nothing happened. Just when I wanted to ask the couch to go to the bathroom he told us to stop.

• C'mon it's time to stretch - he said. - Marco, lead. - he looked at the new guy and he came to the center of the room and stood with his legs slightly parted. He started to stretch his neck left to right. I positioned myself closer to him. His hair was short and black, his arms muscular, his torso strong and lean. When he leaned back, I saw his happy trail and wanted to mount him so bad. No one before had ever aroused me so instinctively. I gazed upon a vein on his sweaty neck desperately wanting to slowly lick it. He almost caught me looking two times so I decided to stop. I tried not to notice his movements, sure that I won't be able to control my cock. I looked at his strong thighs once more when we stretched groins but he moved and I looked straight at his crotch. Stretched boxing shorts nicely outlined his large cock. I looked up to him and saw that he was haughtily, almost tauntingly smiling at me. I got angry and focused on stretching. My dick was leaking so much precum I started to worry that it will show.

• Okay, enough. - said the coach. - It's time for sparring. - he started to pair us up. I went to drink some water from the bottle and when I came back I saw that he paired up everyone except the new guy and me. - You two are gonna do it together. - he said. - Try not to be too rough - he aded. That part was directed at him.

He nodded his head and turned to me while the coach walked away.

• Come on. - I heard his voice for the first time. He started to put on his gloves and I took my own. I didn't know what to think.

He held his arm for the boxing handshake.

• Marco. - he said.

• Aleksa. - I responed.

He stood in the guard position and smiled.

• Start. - he ordered.

I started slowly with a jab, but he blocked it and hit me with a left hook. Hard. Initial shock was quickly replaced by anger when I saw it in his eyes that he was provoking me. I directed a punch with my right hand but he blocked it and and attacked me with a straight punch. I dodged it at the last moment and directed an another punch. He blocked it. I continued to attack him, more enraged with every punch. He blocked every single one of them, few time hitting me in the head. Single drop of sweat started to leak beside his right temple. I felt my gut writhe, and with every new swing I got more and more fired up. I attacked him with full force and he blocked it. Again and again and again. I wanted to make him bleed. I punched him with an uppercut and he got serious. He attacked me with a hook but I managed to dodge it. He continued, his face drenched in sweat. I didn't hold back. We swooped at full force, like bulls, blind to everything but each other.He split my temple open but I didn't care. I wanted to hit him, to hurt him, to make his body ache. He pressed against me and I felt his strong smell. My cock was leaking precum like piss but I barely noticed it. More than anything, I wanted to press him against the dirty floor where dozens of sweaty feet moved during the practice and fuck his brains out. I didn't care for Nikola, nor the fact that so many other guys were around us, the instinct took over and I barely contained myself.

Luckily, the coach declared a brake and we parted, both breathing heavily.

• Are you bleeding? - the coach asked me.

I wiped the blood of my temple with a glove and nodded my head.

• Go wash up. From now on you're sparring with Stefan. - he said and I could feel that he's annoyed. I didn't care.

I went to the bathroom, took my gloves off and washed my face with cold water. I could see my face in the cracked mirror and took few deep breathes to calm down. My body was shaking. I drank a little water, put my gloves on and went back. For the rest of the practice, I trained with Stefan trying not to look at Marco. I couldn't wait to come home and have sex with Nikola. In the mean time, I focused on improving my boxing. I hated when someone is better than me.

Finally, after about an hour, the practice ended. I headed to the locker room with the rest of the guys.

• Aleksa! - the coach yelled. I turned around and walked over to him,slightly annoyed.

• What?

• Come here to help me with carrying boxing bags and jump ropes.

• It's not my turn, I did it last week.

• Yeah, but Djordje didn't came so it's going to be you. You clearly have too much energy if you fight the way you did with Marco.

• Then why doesn't he help you, he's the one who split my temple open?

• Because I'm the coach and it's going to be the way I say it's going to be. - he said and grabbed one of the bags. - Unhook it.

For a brief moment, I watched the vein on his forehead, wanting nothing more but to punch him. But, I knew that he was bigger and older so I did what he told me to. I didn't have any idea what power Marco had over him but I was determined to find out. I unhooked the bag at the top and we started carrying all the stuff to the backroom. It took as about half an hour to move everything so I didn't really expect anyone to be in the locker room, but there were someone else's stuff on the bench when I came in. I was glad I could change my boxer briefs wet from all the precum. Just when I pulled my t-shirt out of the bag, Marco showed up at the door.

He was completely naked. From the sound of the running water from the bathroom right across the locker room and the little drop on the head of his dick I knew that he just finished pissing. As far as I know, no one ever went to the bathroom naked even though the whole floor was male only. He walked over to his stuff like he didn't even see me. I was at war with myself, trying not to look at his dick but I couldn't help it. It was meaty, circumcised and pretty big. He turned around and saw me looking. He smiled and scratched his balls. My erection became painful in tight boxer briefs and I knew that he can see it. Slowly, his cock started to raise.

He sat on the bench and spread his legs, palms of his hands resting on his muscular, hairy thighs. He pulled his back back and looked me straight in the eye.

• Wanna blow it? - his half-hard cock was already the size of Nikola's.

• No. - I answered.

• Why? You don't like men? - he scoffed.

• I do. But I have a boyfriend.

His smile widened and his eyes got a strange glow.

• What's his name?

• Nikola.

• How long have you been together?

• Two years.

• Do you love him?

I lingered.

• Yes.

• What do you think, how would he feel if he knew that you cheated on him?

My gut twisted.

• Horrible, that's why I don't want to do it.

• Yeah? Then why did your dick twitch at the very thought?

I blushed a little. I was rock hard and drooling.

• You turn me on. - I said briefly. But I don't want to cheat on him, I would feel to ashamed of myself.

• I believe that that's exactly what turns you on. His dick was fully erect. I couldn't take my eyes off of it, it was veiny and smooth, slightly curved upwards. His glans was big, powerful and red. I felt a little angry because I knew that he was right.

• Stop it. - I said desperately.

• No. -he responded sweetly.

He stood up and walked over to me, took me by the back of my head and pulled me over. I knelt down in front of him. He slowly petted my lower lip with his thumb.

• Open up.

• No.

He gave me a light slap on the cheek.

• Open up.

I opened my mouth and he shoved his thumb inside. He started to roll it around my tongue. I began to suck it.

• That's right. - he said. - Now blow my dick.

I felt the stink of his cock and balls and I couldn't resist. I sucked the tiny drop on it's head and started to lick it whole. He groaned.

I didn't forget about Nikola nor that he was waiting for me at home. He was right, I was aroused by that. I knew that what I was doing was wrong and shame burned inside me but I loved every second of it even if I was not able to admit it to myself. I started to swallow his dick whole, lick it's bottom and twist my head. I looked at him and saw him laughing. He petted my head.

• Keep going.

I pulled it out of my mouth and licked it whole, from the shaft to the top. I started sucking on his smooth, big balls, tasting his sweat. He was breathing deep. He put it in my mouth and I started to swallow it to the bottom. He took me by the side of my head and started to fuck me in the mouth, harder and faster each minute. His tight chest went up and down with every breath. His dick was throbbing, eager for the orgasm.

I felt that he's close. I gripped him by his tight ass and squeezed it hard. He groaned and pulled it out. He put his dick at the top of my tongue and started to shoot. It went to the back of my throat, it broke on my teeth and lips, drenching my tongue. His sperm was warm and thick. I swirled it around my mouth while he spilled the rest of his load on my cheeks and chin. It spilled on my chest while his dick throbbed to shoot all his cum in loads. Again and again and again. Finally, it stopped and I licked the glans and petted him on the stomach. He was shaking.

• You're good. - he said and pulled back. I sat on the floor with his cum all over me. He sat on the bench and we were quiet for a few moments and then he started to dress like nothing happened. I heard my phone ringing. I knew that it's Nikola calling.