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Adam and Sam
Part 12 Friday
It had rained the whole of Thursday night. And now it was still drizzling that fine rain that seems to drench everything although, the air temperature was warm. What little clothes the boys had on were wet when they got to the playing fields. As they ran, mud, grass and water plashed over them. Today the girls were waiting for them. All stood by the fence under large umbrellas. They clapped the boys and made lewd comments as they made the first pass. When they stopped on the second lap they did the exercises. The girls all laughed when they had to lay on their backs in at least an inch of water muddy water. It was muddy because the girls had been out and trampled the area to make it extra muddy. And so it continued until the last time that they stopped at number 7. The cock and ball straps had become really tight as the boys had not thought to allow for them to shrink when they got wet.
They eventually finished the last sit up's. When they stood up the water ran off of them. Jas opened the gate and called them into the garden. Again they were told to stand behind the hedge. When Adam asked what they had done wrong she replied, nothing. She said they were just going to have a bit of fun. She said that their little sexy display had really turned her on. Sam began to protest "No, not again"... "oh no" Jas said "not that, Drop your shorts, hands behind your heads and keep them there!" the boys pushed their soaked shorts down to reveal their cocks and strapped balls and clasped their hands behind their necks. Trish and Rene moved behind the boys and began to rub and squeeze their bare bums. Soon their hands were exploring under the wet vests, over their chests and backs, down to their flat, smooth stomachs down their inner and outer thighs. The boys began to get aroused, much to Jas's delight.. "We, or...rather you are going to have a wanking competition, your nice cocks are looking a bit tender so the girls are going to rub some cream into them for you" Their expressions were priceless. The girls each presented a hand into which Jas squirted a generous amount of antiseptic cream. "Now that should help. You better hope that you both cum together because the girls won't stop until you have both cum or maybe they will continue until I am satisfied your both empty". The cream soon coated their cocks. With no foreskins for protection the girls fingers glided over them. Up and down, up and down, twisting the bulbs right behind the tender glans, poking a finger nail into the slits. All this while their other hands continued to pinch their nipples and caress the rest of their bodies. The boys faces changed expressions over and over as Jas studied them. As the girls continued to wank them Jas took hold of both sets of boy balls and played with them through the tight skin that was their only protection. The boys were moaning with the unwanted attention, letting out gasps when the torment on their nipples and balls was too much. All to the delight of their tormentors.
Sam was the first to cum. The burning sensation in his cock was even worse as the strap was so tight. The pressure in his balls made his cum fly in thin spurts several feet from his body. He was spent but the wanking continued. He begged them to stop as his knees gave way and he trembled uncontrollably. Adam stifled a scream as he came and experienced the same painful cum that Sam had. The wanking continued as both boys begged for them to stop. When both boys fell out of control to their knees it was over. They were crying from the pain. The girls said they enjoyed that and simply walked off to the house leaving the boys to recover and go home. They stopped again behind the cricket pavilion and painfully removed their straps and cover their sore cocks with their foreskins.
They took a quick shower at Sams to wash off the dirt and headed for the swimming pool. Then ran the usual trial of using the toilet which again had attracted people suddenly needing to use them. Showered, they went to the pool. After swimming several lengths they saw the swim team coach making his way around the pool in their direction. He stopped them at the end of the length that they were swimming and beckoned them out of the water. He secretly admired their trimness. Firm bodies and swimming endurance which he had keenly made note of. To him they had potential but was not about to let them know.
The coach was around fifty, 5' 10" and for a coach a bit overweight. He had a thin mouth, goatee beard which was dark, like his short hair. He was barefoot and wore white shorts and pale blue tee shirt with `Jordon Sport' in large red lettering across the back of it. When he spoke he sounded quite gruff.
"Well, boys have you got names?" They exchanged names and learned his name was Dave but, it was quickly pointed out that he was always addressed as coach even by the boys parents.
"I have been watching you boys this week... For all the right reasons. From what I have seen you could be on the team". He looked them up and down "even in the past few days I have noticed you swimming faster and stronger and your bodies have become trimmer with the start of some development in your abs and chests but there is still some work to do" The boys were taken aback by his remarks. They had been training hard but had not noticed a real change in themselves. " The main question is, do you want to be on the swim team? Before you answer you will need to consider some things. I am The Coach, I expect total dedication, no lame excuses". The coach started walking and talking, the boys walked at his side as he went on about the rules. They passed by his team. "You will see how fit and toned the boys are. "You will become just as they are if you stick too it. If you don't think you have the staying power or any reservations walk away now. Oh and" He lifted Sams arm up and with his other hand pulled the front of his swim trunks down at the front "They have to go, no armpit or pubic hair, all boys stay shaved! You have seen the team go through this door (he indicated toward it) behind that door is my training room. It is for the exclusive use of my team. Swimming is the easy part. The hard work happens behind that door. What happens behind that door stays behind that door, understood?" He was pleased with their response as they both said "Yes Coach!". "Good, I will leave two letters at the reception for you to give your parents. They need to read and sign the enclosed form. When they do you can start training, now finish your swim" "Thanks coach" The boys said in unison.
Their swim over they went to the changing room. "Oh no! Sam look! Sam looked toward where their lockers were. He was mortified. Sitting on a bench directly in front of their lockers were two men. Mr Strand and Mr Purcell. Mr strand was Adams next door neighbour and Mr Purcell lived directly opposite They were both wearing wet swim shorts and chatting. They had not noticed them in the pool but, they did notice that Tom was stood by the open door of one of the private changing cubicles fully dressed. He beckoned the boys over. "Bet you didn't bargain for this fella's, now you are really going to suffer, nice of your neighbours to drop in Adam?" Adam was about to speak when Tom told him to listen to him. "What you are going to do right now and without hesitation is to go and stand right in front of them, facing them. As soon as they start talking to you, you take off your swimming trunks and just stand their until the conversation finishes. I want to see you both pretend to scratch your balls twice during the conversation and for twenty seconds each time. Then...go into your bags for your shower gel by bending over, not crouching and give the two old men a good view of your boy holes. Sam was about to protest when Tom said "perhaps you could both get a hard-on as well" and smiled menacingly "Don't forget there is a penalty for failure...oh! And check those foreskins are peeled right back. When I give you the nod you can go and get a shower!...clear! And... when you come back from the shower all nice and warm I want to see those cocks of yours at half mast and I am sure so do the people in here. Now go do it!
The boys had just got to their lockers when Mr Strand said "Well, hi Adam...Sam...enjoy your swim?" As they pretended surprise and said hello both boys pushed down their trunks and discarded them then stood naked right in front of the two men. It didn't go un noticed when Adam had to pull his foreskin back. Mr Purcell said how fit and healthy they both looked. The conversation continued and as instructed the boys in turn virtually played with their own balls as the two men observed. "Must be the chemicals in the water, plays havoc with your men bits" said Mr Strand as he continued to watch the boys play with their balls. The conversation tailed off and Tom gestured for them to turn around. They did and both bent over. Even Tom could see their sphincters from where he was stood. The two men sat transfixed on the boys bums until the boys stood back up clutching their shower gel's and sponges, said "see you later" to the two men.
As they walked to the showers Tom stopped them again. "Wow! That was good" Sam called him a little perv. "Well that wasn't very friendly Sam. Just for that, I want plenty of soapy sponge action on those cocks, balls and bum holes". He turned to a boy beside him "oh and you will be watched". The boy followed them into the showers. "I know...I know...Why can't I keep my big mouth shut" He said to Adam who shook his head in disbelief.
When they entered the shower room there were only two vacant shower heads, between which and to the boys amazement was a man, naked! The boys got in either side of him and felt relief when the water began to cascade. From the back the man, who was busy washing his hair looked very trim and probably worked out. The boys had started to wash their hair, when the man opened his eyes he kind of did a double take at the two naked boys at either side of him. The boys rinsed their hair and on opening their eyes they met with the man's. "Well, hi boys" they smiled in acknowledgement "Not seen you boys here before" He looked to be around forty-ish, cropped dark hair and nice features. His white teeth enhanced his smile. His body, especially his chest and abs which were very firm and stood out with not a hair to be seen. He noticed that the boys had quickly sneaked a peek between his legs at his shaved pubic area. About six inches of flaccid, thick slicked back penis drooped over his ample balls. Adam and Sam stepped from under the spray and began sponging themselves, coating where they could reach with copious amounts of foam and paying plenty of attention to their cocks, balls and bum cracks as the spying boy continued to watch them. "Makes a change to see other naked bodies in here" paying special attention to the boys soaped up bodies. "Can never understand why or how anyone can shower with their clothes on, not very hygienic". The boy had vanished so the boys stepped back under the spray, the man watched as the foam ran down the two naked boys. "I saw you boys speaking to the swim coach...I can see your not on the team" his eyes dropping to the boys pubes and to feast on their nice slicked back cocks. "have to loose the hair if you do, my son is on the team, Andy, he has just turned fifteen so has another two years to go, you may get to meet him" the small talk continued and the boys explained to him that they were applying for the team. All three cocks were getting visibly larger as the conversation went on. The man aware of his own and especially aware of the boys growing cocks said goodbye and left draped in his towel.
Sam moved into the vacant shower next to Adam. "He was a nice guy" said Adam, Sam agreed "Got a good body and did you see his cock? All shaved and his son is on the team". They had not noticed Adam's neighbours in the nearby showers who were fixed on them. The boys then realised they both had nearly full blown erections and turned around to face the wall. Eventually
both walked with half erect cocks back into the changing room to see Tom and the boy talking. Their were now six men in the room all sat with towels draped over their laps who were then joined by Mr Purcell and Mr Strand who took their seats right by the boys who were bending over to get their towels from their bags. The two men got another rather wet view of the boys parted buttocks. They made small talk with the boys as they watched them dry their young bodies. They paid even more attention when they towelled their hair with half erect cocks bouncing around. During the small talk the boys unwittingly told them they swam every day at the same time!!! About to pick up a hair dryer each Tom approached them again. "Cocks look nice boys" they didn't need reminding that they were both half erect. He handed something to Adam "What's this? Adam read the label on the plastic bottle. "Moisturising cream! What?" Tom had that look on his face again. "That's right! Both of you, head to toe, make sure those cocks and balls get a lot of attention and...you can do each others backs and I mean all! of each others backs and rub it in well and make sure you do each others bum holes. He walked back to his corner.
Adam and Sam looked dumbstruck at each other then noticed the other men still sitting on the benches who all seemed to be suddenly doing something. They could see in the mirrors the men either, staring or sneaking glances as they began the exposing ritual of drying their hair both on their heads and at their groins where they fingered their pubic hair until it was also dry. They put the hair dryers back in their holders. Tom caught their attention in the mirror, he held up a finger which he swivelled in mid air, indication for the boys to turn around. On doing so it was obvious that their cocks were over half erect. Their minds were in overdrive as they squirted the cream into their palms. They slapped it onto their chests then used the residue to coat their faces. Their hands moved to their chests and abdomens, on down to just above their pubic hair and up their sides, More cream was used on their arms. They used more cream on the fronts of their thighs and lower legs. Before Tom could indicate, they turned around and bent forward exposing their boy holes to their unwanted audience. Adam loaded his palms with the cream. Starting with Adams upper back he applied the cream and began rubbing it in, moving slowly down. He moved on down the backs of Adams legs that swayed as the cream was rubbed in. He used more cream when he eventually, with one flat palm applied it to Adam's boy mounds not helping when he absentmindedly placed his other hand on his flat stomach to steady him. Sam then squirted cream along the length of his index finger "hang on" he whispered then pushed the finger down and inside Adam's bum cheeks giving his boy hole just two quick passes. He heard a definite gasp.
Adam tried desperately to conceal his almost erect cock as he began to apply the cream to Sam. He even tried humming to himself for distraction. He had seen Sam naked loads of times so why was he getting worked up now. When he put his creamed up finger between Sam's buttocks he had to look away. When he did he saw that even more men were in the changing room. Somehow their cocks deflated slightly but the worst part was to come. They applied cream to their hands, began rubbing their cocks and balls and slowly turned until they faced those voyeurs who chose to stare, some looked away while others simply got on with their business but Adams two neighbours were watching, eyes following them until they were stood back in front of them. "My, you youngsters don't hold back these days" said Mr Purcell. "Well, you know what they say... If you've got it .. flaunt it" both men chuckled. Adam ignored the slap one of them landed on his bum and bent fully over, just for spite.
The boys were only too pleased to get out of it. They dressed hurriedly, men still sat watching them even as they dressed. Probably too afraid to display their tell tale bulges.
When they went to Reception they were handed a large brown envelope each with the address of the swimming pool annotated `FOR THE PERSONAL ATTENTION OF THE SWIM TEAM COACH ONLY' Tom stood directly behind them, "That was some show" he said "got to go and get rid of this" he indicated the bulge in his shorts then, walked in the direction of the toilets.
When they arrived at Adam's his mum made them a light meal and the three of them chatted. She was about to open the envelope Adam had given her when the phone rang. It was Sams mum. There were several Oh's, ah's and ok's "Fine...yes...straight away...yes I understand. You have a good time then, see you in two weeks. Sam, you need to scoot, there has been a change of plan for your mum leaving. She has to go this afternoon. Her flight has been moved to three in the morning so she is booked into a hotel at the airport and wants to get there early to get a nights worth of sleep before she fly's. Plus ...she has to be there two hours before the flight so she will be up at least at midnight so, go and say goodbye then come back. Adam's dad will take you in the car later to pick up anything you need to bring back here".
Sam was off like a shot. When he got home his mum was in a right tizzy (disorganised rush). Her case were in the hallway, she checked her handbag umpteen times. "Mum! Slow down!" Sam scalded . Don't worry so much, if you forget something just give me a ring and I will fly out with it SIMPLES!" They both cracked up. They exchanged loads of hugs and kisses. It would be the longest that they had been separated but she knew he would be in safe hands with Adam and his mum and dad.
A car tooted outside. Sam picked up one case "crikey mum what have you got in these cases?" "That one is full of bikini's and that one is full of shoes" "Yeh, yeh" he said and lumbered the case out the door followed by his mum with the other one. The car was a big black Mercedes. "Wow mum that's some taxi" "private hire Sam, private hire, going to do this in style" The driver put the cases in the huge boot as Sam and his mum kissed and hugged. As the car drove off Sam blinked away the tears and waved it out of site. Somewhat for lawn he headed back to Adams.
He cheered up by the time he got there. He and Adam were going to have some good times in spite of what was going on in their lives. He had decided! Adam and his mum were in the garden when he got back. He joined them at the garden table. Both envelopes were in front of her. "Right, now Sams back I best see what this is all about. As she ripped the envelope Mr Strand appeared in his garden. Adam and Sam quickly moved their chairs so as to have their backs to him. Adams mum continued to read the two sheets of the letter. "My goodness, it's more like we are putting you up for adoption rather that joining a swimming team" She passed it to Adam, Sam opened the other envelope and started reading, a few eyebrows were moving up and down accompanied by changing facial expressions. "Not so sure about the chastisement bit mum. I suppose it's a bit like being on the football and rugby teams when you get a bollocking off the coach2 "language!" "Sorry mum" he replied with a smile "getting as bad as your father" The remark registered with Sam... He so wanted a dad. "Well mum, if there's no discipline in the team then everyone would do their own thing. There is no I in team" "Uh, listen to Mr intellectual" Sam chipped in. "Well, with Sams mum gone we have to decide for you both so me and your dad will discuss it as soon as your dad gets in at five, I know...I know you want a decision" The discussion was interrupted by Adams phone. "Oh shit!" He thought to himself when he saw it was Jas calling. "Right1....oh!...right...ok then! We will be there at six forty five" He put his phone on the table and looked at Sam. "We've been invited to Jas's". Sam looked bemused. His mum said "That's nice". "If she only knew Adam thought to himself...if...she only knew".
When they were eventually alone Adam explained to Sam that the whole thing was off. The programme, weight loss regime, everything. All it needed was for our...my parents to sign the forms and for us to be at Mrs C's house later". Elated but not totally convinced, the boys began to relax and laughed together.
Adam's dad was home. He had his meal and called the boys down from the bedroom where they were happily listening and singing along, rather loudly to a Jake Bugg CD.
When they presented themselves he was flipping the two pages, reading and flipping. "Boys, boys. We know how much you want to get on the swim team but..." the boys looked worried. "This chastisement thing and here at the bottom" You may notice that, during the first weeks of joining the team you may notice some changes in your son. This is simply down to a change of regime: Hard training, change of diet, new people/freinds in his life, some tiredness and dealing with the discipline required for team work"... I am not keen on this word discipline boys. The benefits certainly look good. All sportswear, physiotherapy, medicals and treatment, expenses etcetera all paid for and supplied by the sponsors Jordon Sport Limited`. "Dad, why don't you call the coach and speak to him I am sure he can answer your questions if your that concerned? We really need a decision tonight" Adam was almost pleading with his dad. There was a lot at stake for him and Sam.
He did just that!
He got the coach on the phone and they exchanged pleasantries. Adams dad firstly explained the situation with Sam over he and his wife having full autonomy for his welfare to which the coach agreed.
Dad: Coach, I have some reservations about this discipline thing. Coach: Kev, you can rest assured it is not as it sounds. I have eight boys at the moment and if Sam and Adam join the team then I will have ten. You can see my problem. All it is, is that they can take a bollocking when they screw up. If they really step out of line then they get a whack or so, you know? Back chat, lack of effort and things like that just, to make them buck up. I...we don't beat the boys to death, just keep them on their toes and get them working as a team. Let's be honest...if a boy feels he is being mistreated he is soon going to tell his parents. And do you really want me phoning you to tell you your boy has been a pain in the arse, we need to talk, I think we have a problem and so on. If I have a problem with one of the boys it gets dealt with there and then, end of problem.
Dad: That sounds fair coach and yes, I can understand your situation with having to maintain control over ten , dare I say it? Overindulged teenage boys.
He noted the look on the boys faces at his remark and smiled cheekily at them both.
Coach : Well, I wouldn't say overindulged, its just that they have to learn that they can't let the team, you the parents and most important of all...themselves...down. We just want them to feel that they belong.
Dad: What you say makes sense coach. Just one other thing. Coach: Yes Kev, go ahead. Dad : The medical side of things...you take care of that yes? Coach: We certainly do. Everything is taken care of and paid for by our sponsor. Doctor, physiotherapy, my brother in law is even on the team. He is a fully trained paediatric nurse and so, very familiar with the health of teenagers. I am surprised though that you have not mentioned the body hair thing. You know, armpits and downstairs hair he! he! Usually that is the first thing I am asked about.
Dad: Well...yes it did cross my mind. Coach: Not a problem. The boys are looked after by my brother in law. Yes..ok! The boys are little embarrassed at first but my brother in law knows how to handle things, the way they develop these days still surprises even him (he and Kev laughed). Put it this way. Would he rather have his mother do it for him or you for that matter? It's just a bit like going to the doctors so there is no embarrassment, well eventually.
Dad: Coach.. thanks for your time. All questions satisfactorily answered. Consider yourself to have two new team members. Coach: Your welcome Kev...Goodnight. Dad: Goodnight coach ...oh! And the best of luck!
"Well boys, looks like you have just joined the swim team" "Great dad! Yes thanks Mr Green!" Sam... Sam...Sam... For pity's sake call me Kev, you make me feel like I am the next door neighbour. He just could not read in to the boys faces..."What? ..What did I say? "Just sign the forms dad... pleeease! We need to be going and drop the forms off at the pool before we go to Jas`s.
Friday was not over yet...?
To Be Continued...
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