Trainer

Trainer 2

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DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting sexual acts involving male teens.

The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. In no way is this intended to advocate for sex with minors its just my fantasy about growing up.

Another week of practice and I still had been mostly gathering towels and suits, washing, folding and replacing each guys stuff to his cubby. No massages or treatments but that was about to change.

After the session, when most of the swimmers had showered and left the locker room, my training room door flew open. There stood Sean, a senior, with a towel around his waist asking if I could help him work out some cramps in his legs and a soreness in his lower back.

Slightly flummoxed, finally I would get to practice my skills, "Sure! Sean, right? Lay down on the table while I grab towels and the rubbing oil."

As I was turned away I did not see him drop the towel and get on. When I turned back I was greeted with the vision of an almost naked, smooth shaved, semi ripped body festooned in only his tight light blue team speedo which nicely displayed his muscular bottom. Maybe too nicely. What the hell was wrong with me?

Myself dressed only in baggy satin gym shorts, no shirt. I was always warm in that room. Top not needed.

"i'll start on your ankles and we can work our way up. OK?"

"Sounds good. Go for it."

I rubbed some of the oil between my palms to warm it before touching his skin. I immediately liked the feeling of the skin to skin contact with the slippery assist from the lotion. I worked the ankle and up the one calf before switching over to the far side and repeating the process. Wow I was doing actual treatment and I was enjoying helping a teammate.

"Do my thighs Matty. It is Matty right?"

"Yep, Sure." My hands glided past his knee and they went to work rubbing and kind of rolling back and forth around the circumference of his muscled upper leg. He had me attack the other side before asking me to work up higher. My hands were busy almost up to the mounds of his butt, digging into the warm soft flesh just above the muscles.

"Higher man! Rub my butt. My glutes tend to cramp up."

I already had fingers on parts of his ass when he told me to get my hands inside the suit and `work the flesh'

as he said. Working both buns at the same time, kneading the mounds was, for some reason, exhilarating to me. When he said "dig your thumbs in there dude" I started to wonder where this was headed but I did it and kind of spread his ass crack open, thumbs extended inward, while continuing the massage.

"Thats enough of that Matty. Time to get the front."

"I will grab another towel while you roll over." I turned away figuring on a touch of privacy might be in order as they taught us in the summer class.

Got a big surprise when I turned back. A very big surprise. Sean laying on his back was sporting a huge erection barely contained in the speedo. It was a tubular mound of meat, the size of the cardboard core of a paper towel roll, huge. It seemed anchored at his balls and angled across his groin to his hip far enough to actually distort the white racing stripe on the suit. I tried not to indicate astonishment or any other emotion

at his display calmly rubbing more oil onto my hands, gripping the thigh just above the knee and beginning the rub.

I tried hard not to stare at the subtle motions of that cock as I worked. Every now and then it would bounce and try to push upwards like it wanted to rip the suit. I was not paying enough attention to the portion of my hands on Sean's thigh and realized than the back of my hand way rubbing his balls as I worked the top of the leg. I moved them away.

"Please continue. Keep doing that."

"What?"

"Rubbing my nuts. I am sure they feel nice all wrapped up in silky nylon.Feel free to do more to them."

"Sean, I am not gay."

"So? Lots of straight guys like to play with their balls. Don't you? I bet you do so be a team player and work my nuts for a little while. Just cup them in your hand and roll them around a bit. Pretty please."

Why I have no idea but I did exactly that. Feeling the soft nylon material stuffed to the limit hooked me in. I mention using my sisters panties for jack off sessions and this was the same nice feelings in a tactile way.

At some point in the process my thumb and forefinger made contact with the base of that giant tube that seemed to be fighting to escape the taut speedo prison. Damn that thing was thick!

"Sorry man. I have to let it out. It is killing me." Sean reaching into the top of his suit undoing the drawstring securing the waist. Like pulling a ripcord the waist rose up away from his groin forming a wide fabric free gap. My fingers at the base must have given the beast a signal as the entire pole of prick shifted sideways straight up from balls to belly button and a plum sized head revealed itself along with 4 inches or so of shaft.

All that and there was still half of it in the suit. Holy shit!

As if on auto pilot my hand creeped upwards to surround the silky nylon covered half. My hand would never go around that. Wished I had a cock like that. Well in a way I did. His!

"Oh dude! That is perfect. Keep tracing my dick with your fingers. And don't forget the other half."

I was caressing another guys dick. It was haunting, addicting. I seemed unable to stop my actions even as my fingers left the safe area of covered cock and made first contact with the warm naked flesh that has escaped. Oh my. The contrast of the glass like hardness and the velvet softness of the skin surface was intoxicating and I tried unsuccessfully to put my hand around the bare part of the pole.

"If you want to grip it yank my suit down and go for it."

All kinds of dirty shit was flooding my brain, flashing images from some of the gay porn I had watched online.

I had a cock in my fist. Someone else's cock and it felt great. What the fuck. I am not gay! I attempted to pull my hand away and Sean grabbed it keeping it around his hot stiff prick.

"Whoa, Where do you think you are going? Jerk me off Matty. You know you want to."

"I'm not gay Sean."

"You don't have to be gay to like playing with a dick, yours or anyone else's. It's just sex. Stroke one, suck one, take one up the ass. It is not a lifestyle it is just a cock. Boys play with cocks. Right? Jerk me off Matty.

I bet you have already jerked off a friend or two. By high school we have all had a few sleepovers and some playtime often ensued. Right?"

My one hand stayed where it was, on his fat dick while the other fumbled around working his swimsuit down past those big meaty nuts I was juggling earlier. The stroking began.

First with a very light grip so my palm just glided up and down over the velvety surface. It felt so so nice but he voiced he wanted a more vigorous yank. I tightened my grasp, my fingers could still not come together around its significant girth. Raising my hand up, the big pink head disappeared into my fist and its own loose skin like a turtle pulling in its head only to reappear in all of its glory on the downstroke. It was hypnotic and I was in a trance watching.

After a few minutes if this action that downward reveal was accompanied by a very wet head. A copious amount of pre cum had coated the crown of his cock adding interest and lubrication to the process.

But a stroke or two later Sean said Stop!

"Look at that Matty. My big cock is celebrating your hand job covering itself it a flow of sweet, slippery, salty pre cum. You think your hand feels good on my dick? Imagine how good your mouth will feel stuffed with my oozing meat!"

"But. But"

"No buts. Taste it! Lick that shit off my cock trainer bitch. Service your teammate like you are supposed to.

Stick out your tongue! Lick!"

I did not move. "Sean? I am not a cock sucker. I don't want to do that!"

"You are not a cock sucker Yet! Fuck taking a taste. Open your fucking mouth!"

I gasped as he forcefully grabbed a hand full of my hair pushing my head towards the towering pillar of penile perfection that was filling my field of vision at that moment. Half of the flesh monster was in my mouth before i could launch any objection. He held me down. I was going nowhere.

"You might as well suck it since it is in your fucking mouth! Use your tongue. Gobble. Gobble. Eat the big dick!"

This was disgusting. Only for a minute though as I soon realized that I actually like the feel of his prick in my mouth. The still oozing pre added to the enjoyment adding a sweet and slippery component to the hard pole my face was impaled upon. I soon let my lips surround the girth shaft while my tongue entertained the well sculpted head causing more tasty natural lube to pulse out [using my taste buds to new heights. Yummy. This cock sucking thing was not at all bad. I actually wanted it to continue yet at that point I had not considered the consequences of my continued sucking actions.

I was thrilled giving my first blowjob, servicing a huge pole of prick with its own tasty sauce. Not at all what I would have expected and neither was the next thing I heard.

"Oh Shit! I am going to blow my load! My balls are going to explode in your mouth right now! Stay on it. Swallow if you can, gag on it, choke on it if you must but take it all. Ooh you perfect little cock sucker!"

I had not thought about until the first raging hot stream of Sean's sperm raced over the roof of my mouth and anointed my throat. More streams followed quickly and I struggled to contain it all as glob like stalactites of spew dangled onto my tongue and musty muck coated my teeth and gums to the bursting point. Rivulets of baby batter drizzled from the corners of my mouth no matter how firmly my lips held their grip. Torrents of testicular treasure took over stressing my capabilities to consume his cum as instructed.

My face exploded spewing large quantities of the hot glop all over Sean's groin area and even coating his bag of balls. As his entire cock was buried now in my throat my face resided in a sea of musty slimy gonad gravy as I worked to find a way to breathe. Is there such a thing a sperm scuba gear?

As the gushers subsided leaving just a slow ooze draining the last of the contents of Seans rather big nuts, he let go of my head allowing me to let half of his slime covered pecker out which brought my tongue back into play stirring the puddle of penile puke still in my just fucked mouth. Once again able to see, the veritable ocean of cum accumulated at the intersection of boner and balls plus the curtain of cum covering them was impressive. We were going to need a towel.

Wrong again!

"Dang Matty, that was off the charts. Best blowjob I have ever had. You sure that was your first?"

Mumbling my response into the sea of semen, "Yes".

"You Ok? Did you like it? Do it again?"

Mostly I nodded. An interesting motion with my mouth half full of cock still.

"Well while you are down there clean up the fucking mess you made cock sucker! Don't forget the balls cum boy. Get every drop. We don't waste fresh protein do we?"

I shook my head still buried in the Bay of ball juice then began the clean up operation. I did not miss a morsel and when his dick was again sparkling clean I assumed I was done. Wrong!

"Matty did you cum while you were enjoying my big cock?"

"No. I think I leaked a lot though, Why?"

"You need relief too after all of that. I want to watch you jerk yourself off. Do it."

I pushed my semi saturated satin shorts down and proceeded to pump my very average penis vigorously.

It was not going to take long as I was so sexually high from sucking my first cock and consuming my first large load of cum. I said "cumming" and Sean told me to shoot it across the leather surface of the massage table. Oh Yes! Gush, Spew, Splatter. Three voluminous volleys of my teen sperm decorated the black upholstery with ribbons of white. Finally it was done. No?

"Slurp that all up cum slut. I think you have developed a taste for that spunk gunk so do not waste the opportunity. I did not. Lapping each of the three streamers of still warm sperm and noisily slurping in the last little bits, Sean slapped me on the ass before re wrapping the towel over his waist and leaving.

"Nice work dude. You are going to be a great trainer for the team. I can guarantee you will be at least popular!"

There is more to cum.

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