Six long weeks had passed with coach being there for each session. Finally we had another session just to ourselves. I'd gotten so horny at the thought of getting to fuck Justin. I'd jerked off most nights reliving in my mind watching Malcolm's pale thin arse flex and thrust as he'd fucked him.
We all turned up and started hauling equipment out -- better make it look like we were doing some practice just in case someone's parents arrived early, we always heard the car pull up in the gravel of the parking lot and hurriedly stopped whatever we were doing.
Malcolm was wearing his usual old competition shorts. Brian had on a pair of black speedos that he had last worn a year ago, now they were stretched tighter still. Tim had a new pair of pale blue lycra bike shorts which shimmied and flashed as he hauled out the equipment and we had all copped a feel of him so his dick was soon standing proudly up. The last of the equipment out we all stood round Tim running our hands up and down his smooth shiny thighs and over his bum and groin murmuring our appreciation of the effort he had gone to. Carl dropped to his knees and started licking at Tim's dick through the lycra of the bike shorts, the saliva making them glisten more.
We had all discussed how much we enjoyed watching cyclists in their shiny lycra and now Tim was helping us enjoy the idea even more. The lycra clung to the curves of his leg and bum and hugged tightly around his erect pole as it snaked up from his groin towards the waistband. The feeling of it as it slid under your hands was even better than I had expected. But I had other fish to fry.
I turned to Justin, he was wearing a pair of thin nylon running shorts with splits up the side, "Very nice," I murmured as I slipped a hand up his leg and under the hem to cup his bum. Hang on, I'm not feeling flesh.
"Are you wearing underwear under these?"
The others stopped their worship of Tim's new bike shorts to look at Justin.
"No! They're lined, that's all."
I pulled out the waist band to confirm this and turned to the others, "What do you think? Do we tie him up to the pommels and fuck him anyway?"
"But I'm only wearing one item below the waist!"
"Yes ... but I think this is cheating." The others were nodding.
"Tear the liner out."
"But what will my mum say?"
We surrounded him and started pushing him towards the pommels.
"Alright." He quickly dropped his shorts and started trying to tear the liner out. Mission accomplished he pulled the shorts back up his legs, his stiff dick holding the front of the shorts out away from his legs. "Hey, this feels sexy. I can feel the air on my balls."
Malcolm knelt before him, "How about my tongue?" He pushed his face in and started lapping up Justin's legs towards his basket. I put my hand back under the hem and massaged his buttocks working my way towards his hole.
"What do you say I fuck you in your sexy shorts?" Justin turned and grinned widely. I didn't need any more encouragement than that. "Malcolm, suck my dick so that it's slippery for me to fuck Justin."
Malcolm shuffled round as I pushed my shorts down my thighs. I slobbered onto my fingers and started rubbing them in Justin's crack while Malcolm made sure my dick was slippery with spit. I pushed Justin's shoulders, bending him over slightly as I guided my dick towards his hole. He was tight, having only been fucked for the first time several weeks ago and his ring clamped down on the shaft of my dick as it slowly invaded him. I kept sliding it in until I could feel his sphincter around the base of my dick and paused there for a moment to let him relax. Then I started slowly thrusting, my strokes lengthening until my entire shaft was pistoning in and out of him.
I ran my hands up and down the smooth vee of his lats, grabbing at his waist and pulling him back against my up thrust, ramming my dick home inside his moist hole. Compared to the thinness of Malcolm, Justin was nicely muscled with some good definition. His glutes were rounder and cushioned my thrusts into him, bouncing me back off him again. I reached round his waist and ran my hands over his abs and up to his pecs, pausing to tease his nipples that were perkily erect.
Brian had come over to watch and Malcolm was licking the front of his speedos before pulling them down to suck on his dick. Justin had his hand up through the leg of his shorts and was pulling on his dick as I slammed repeatedly into his tight hole. He started moaning loudly, "Oh God, I'm cumming," as his dick pulsed and shot inside his shorts. Malcolm, the little cum slut that he is, was straight over there. Mouth up and into Justin's groin licking and slurping away, sucking at the front of his shorts, trying to suck the cum through the thin nylon material.
A few more thrusts as his ring spasmed on my shaft and I started cumming as well. I unloaded several spurts deep inside him. Brian was suddenly there beside me and as I pulled out he slipped his dick up into Justin. He started flexing his glutes and with each thrust his speedo began to ride up his crack making it look more like a thong. I reached back and grabbed it pulling it into more of a wedgie and then massaged his butt cheeks feeling his glutes tighten rock hard at the top of each thrust.
I looked over to watch Tim and Carl. Carl was trying to deep throat Tim's dick through the lycra of his bike shorts and pawing madly at his balls. Tim arched his back and I could see the dampness of his load spreading across the front of his bike shorts as he came.
"Quick, get them off. I want to cum in them now," Carl was up and stripping of his shorts. Tim complied and shucked the bike shorts. Carl grabbed them off him and pulled them up his legs. Tim got down onto his knees and began licking around Carl's balls while Carl furiously rubbed at his dick, obviously horny as fuck he wanted to cum as quick as possible. Malcolm had made his way back over to them and was on his knees lapping at the cum soaked bike shorts and was rewarded for his efforts with a Carl pumping a load of fresh cum into them.
"My turn," Malcolm was pulling the bike shorts off Carl and onto himself. Tim was grinning deliriously, all this fresh boy spunk in his new bike shorts. I'm sure he was going to wear them again later and jerk off a few more times before washing them.
Brian started his usual grunting beside me as he fired shot after shot into Justin's bum.
"Two in a row, how're you feeling?"
Justin was turning and smiling, "Fantastic, I'm glad Dad got transferred here. Better than my last gym club."
"What about a third?" Tim was standing there stroking his dick.
"Be my pleasure," Justin pivoted around to present his hole to Tim who moved up behind him and quickly shoved his dick home and began rutting.
"Malcolm, bring those yummy bike shorts over here I want to taste your cum."
Malcolm positioned himself in front of Justin pushing his groin into his face as Justin bent down. Tim slowed his pace down but started ramming himself into Justin even harder, pushing Justin's mouth firmly up against Malcolm's lycra encased dick and balls.
"Fuck yeh Malcolm, cum in my bike shorts while I fuck Brian's cum into Justin."
I moved round beside Malcolm and massaged his small perfect glutes through the lycra, feeling how it dived into his cleft. My other hand traversed up and down his thigh, kneading his balls as Justin slobbered up and down his shaft. I wonder if cycling clubs enjoy their lycra this way? Perhaps I could join one to find out. Malcolm started groaning as his cum spurted up from his dick, seeping through the lycra to be quickly sucked up by Justin. Tim yelled his enouragement and quickly followed suit, filling Justin with another load of cum.
Carl was now ready behind Justin, "Your ass is hot in those shorts."
Justin looked back over his shoulder smiling, "Hot for you, do me."
I couldn't believe it. Fucked for his first time a few weeks ago and now taking one after the other of us and loving it. Malcolm now had competition as to who loved to get fucked the most. I started pulling the lycra bike shorts down Malcolm's legs. I wanted to feel what it was like wrapped around my legs and dick. They slid smoothly up my thighs and the dampness of the groin compared to the dryness of the rest of the lycra felt weird but very sexy when I though about how many loads of cum I had pressed tight against my dick and balls. Malcolm started rubbing his hands up my thighs and one hand squeezed my dick and balls while the other explored my crack and tickled my hole through the lycra.
I'd already cum once up Justin's bum but the afternoon was turning out so sexy I didn't think it would take long for me to shoot another load into Tim's shiny lycra shorts. Carl was slapping at Justin's bum as he fucked him trying to get him to clench his now very loose sphincter. You could see the cum from the other guys running down's Justin's legs.
"Carl, Justin, doggy style. I want to sixty-nine with Justin."
Carl pulled out and Justin got onto his hands and knees. Carl slipped back in as I wiggled in underneath Justin. I fished in the leg of his shorts and pulled his dick out and into my mouth. Justin started lapping around my lycra wrapped dick and I could feel another tongue join his nuzzling at my balls. Carl's thrusts drove Justin's dick rhythmically into my throat so I put one hand behind my head and held my head up so that I could just relax and enjoy the feel of Justin fucking my face as he tongued my dick. Cum was slopping out of Justin's hole and dripping onto my hair and Carl's balls were knocking against the top of my head as he thrust into Justin.
A hand slipped down under the waist-band of the bike shorts and started tugging on my dick. The sensation of the hand, the lycra and all the tongues on me got too much and I started pumping my load into the bike shorts. The waist-band of the bike shorts was pulled down and tucked under my balls as several tongues set to licking up the left-overs. At this moment Justin's dick began pumping spunk down my throat and I swallowed as much as I could but I could feel some running down my cheeks.
The pulsing of Justin's sphincter as he came, gripping down onto Carl's dick, provided the impetus to send him into orgasm and he slammed his dick home pushing his cum as deep into Justin as he could. As Carl pulled out Justin lay down onto me and I could see his hole winking open and shut from the thorough fucking it had just enjoyed.I traced my finger up and down his cum slick perineum from his ball sack to just inside his pulsing hole.
The others lay down beside us as we caught our breath. Thoroughly out of spunk we headed to the showers to wash and change back into our ordinary gym gear and do a little bit of practice before our respective parents came to pick us up and take us home.
Hope coach is away again soon!