Trainer 1
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So summer gone and my training done I was looking forward the the swim season starting so I could practice my skills. I soon discovered many of the techniques I would be practicing had not been learned yet.
The first day for practice coach had me open boxes of new suits for the team. Holding one up I thought they were kind of revealing being a lighter blue than previous ones. They had a racy white stripe down each side at the hip. My task was to determine, or just ask, what size each swimmer needed and use a laundry marker to put their names inside the waistband. I found out that one of the organizing chores was collecting the towels and all the suits after an event or practice, wash them, dry them and return a combo to each boys marked cubby in the locker room. It was a fast way for me to learn all of their names as well.
A few boys returned after the distribution complaining theirs was too tight. No room for the package they said. In some cases it was obvious and kind of exciting to see. Was not sure what was happening to me but when it was all done I was sporting a major stiffy in the satin like gym shorts I was wearing.
Nothing else was very interesting the first few practices and no one came in for any treatments except a bandaid here and there. Collecting the suits and towels sent me thru the shower area frequently and I began to notice that some guys were not shy about flopping their dicks around and others were a bit more meek and reserved about being naked. Some boys seemed to freely help others with soaping up their backs or other hard to reach areas. Many cooperated in the process of shaving off all the body hair. Supposedly it helps you glide thru the water. I thought I just looked hot as i found body hair a turn off.
Some of the newer, younger, guys were more like conscripted by the seniors to do those duties even if they did not want too. A team support thing we were told.
In the second week, after a long practice, most of the guys had already left tossing their towels and suits in the bin so I had less to do. I was about to leave myself when I heard water still running and some voices coming from the last shower unit so I took a peek.
Marshal, a new swimmer and a little on the small and maybe shy side of things was in the shower facing the wall with his hands extended up on the tiles. Behind him was Benny, a senior, and he was lathering up Marshals back, butt and the backs of his legs. Looked suspect to me as he seemed to be a little too much into the caressing mode and less of the scrubbing idea. Marshal seemed to be enjoying it until Benny stepped up real close, placing his rather large and very hard cock right between the boys thighs just below his perky soapy bottom.
Marshal reacted snapping his head around. "What the fuck dude?"
"Relax buddy. I guarantee you will love it. Just relax and enjoy a slippery soapy full body rub and polish."
Marshal went back to staring at the wall as Benny proceeded to hump the youngster while gripping his sides and then his chest, foaming him all up more while pleasurably poking him with his thick cock. Holy shit this was hot. Hell I had watched some gay porn on line now and then but this was enthralling to see.
It continued. I hid off to one side with my hand in my shorts madly stroking myself at the same pace as Benny pseudo-fucked Marshal. I was getting close and apparently so was Benny as he pulled back some allowing the shower spray to rinse them both of all the soap suds. I thought it was all over until Benny spun the young one around and forced him to squat lining his still hard cock up with Marshals face. The boy's eyes were as big a saucers staring at that piece of prick. He did not gaze too long as Benny spoke.
"Open your fucking mouth newbie! I am going to come and you are going to swallow every last drop of my hot spunk! OPEN! Now bitch! It's cock sucking time!"
Marshal gasped, which of course opened his mouth. Benny took the opportunity to plunge his already oozing meat stick in there pretty far. Marshal gagged a bit so Benny pulled back a little and told him too get busy with his fucking tongue.
"Suck my dick don't just hold it in your pretty mouth."
I have no idea if this was the first cock Marshal had sucked but he did not fight it too much and in moments Benny was obviously blasting a big load of hot cum into his mouth. I could tell as some parts of the load seeped out the corners of his mouth as the senior continued to dose him with teen pecker sauce. That did it for me. I launched a load of my own penis puke into my hand and soaking the front of my shorts. Glad I had a change in the training room.
Benny extracted his waning erection from young Marshals orifice. Still stunned , i guess, the fellow teammates head drooped, mouth still open, and globs and globs of cum streamed over his chin and plopped on the wet shower floor. Benny was not impressed informing his new "buddy" that next time he better swallow every bit or face serious consequences.
I scurried away quietly so they would not realize I had been there and enjoying their performance. As they finished in the shower and dressed on opposite ends of the locker room I put my school clothes back on and tossed my shorts into the washer with all of the team speedos. What a day!
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