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Ever since I can remember, I totally enjoyed tumbling. Whether it was down hills, across the lawn, in the living room, it always put a smile on my face. I grew up enjoying gymnastics and as soon as I could enroll in classes my parents did so. They encouraged me to keep it up all the way through high school and pushed me to try out for a national team.
I turned eighteen and went to try out for the local team. I was doing my stretching and talking with some of the other kids around me. We talked about our experiences and other things we liked to do. Then he walked in. He was around six feet tall, slender but very toned. Brown sandy hair and greenish brown eyes that were so relaxing to look at.
He did not say anything but placed a clipboard down on the side. I watched him walked across the room then he went for it. He did a front handspring followed by front tuck which got everyone's attention. I noticed a little bit more but I will tell the part in a few minutes. First, let's talk about the tryouts.
After he did his flip, he quickly told us to do exactly what he did. We all lined up and did the best we could. He jotted down some notes on his clipboard then introduced himself as Coach Darren or just Coach. He went through what the tryouts would be and how he would be grading our technique and performance. So we each lined up and did what was requested of us. He gave us some critique. I do not think that anyone did not get away from his judgment.
Soon everyone was done with the first routine and some of us were out of breath. He did not wait for us to catch our breaths. He rambled off some names and told them they did not make the cut. Luckily, my name was not called. That narrowed down his selection as he showed us a more challenging routine and told us to do it.
We all did the routine to our best ability and he rambled off some more names. Soon it was down to four people and I was one of the finalists. I was happy about this. Now before I go onto the last part of the tryout, let me tell you what I noticed when he first entered. When he did his entrance and attention grabber, I noticed his bulge was a little bigger and throughout the trials, it seems to be growing. He must have been semi-hard up to this point.
The other thing I noticed was when he finished his first routine, he was wearing a pair of orange boxer briefs that hugged his ass so perfectly. I guess I was staring a little too long because when I looked up at his face he had a big smile on it. That is when I noticed that he reached down and had to adjust himself. I smiled and blushed a little at the fact that he caught me looking.
The last routine was a team exercise to see if we work well with others. Since I was the only guy left, I would be having to lift him up. He showed a video of the routine and we started. Soon he was balancing on my hand but I learned a trick to stabilize the person I hold, girl or guy. Instead of having my fingers together, I spread them out and usually my middle finger would line up with the butt crack and even their hole.
This was my luck with holding up the Coach. The tip of my finger pushed into his hole through the fabric. I heard a little moan escape his mouth and I knew I had him. He quickly got off after we finished and now I know that his bugle got much bigger. He quickly adjusted himself so no one would notice but I did. I smiled at him and waited to see what was next.
"That was great," he said with a pause. "I will call you guys back if you have made the team."
We started to pack things up and soon I felt a hand on my shoulder as I was packing up my gear. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Please stay after the girls leave."
I just nodded and slowly took my time. With a few minutes, the three other girls had left. I looked up and noticed Darren walking over to the doors. He reached down and locked them then walked back to me.
"You're Nolan right," he said to me.
"Yes, coach," I replied.
He smiled at the thought of me calling him coach. "Have you ever played Horse in basketball?"
"I have, coach," was all I said to him.
His smile grew. "So let's add something to it. Every time I cannot do something, I will remove an article of clothing and same for you."
"Sure, coach," I said all excited. "What happens when one of us is naked?"
"We will talk about that when it happens," he told me. "You can go first."
"Thanks," I said and did a back walkover.
"That's easy," he said confidently. He tried to do it and his bugle was at full mast now. He fell over onto his side. I smiled.
He stood up and just removed his shirt. He had a small patch of hair on his chest but the rest of him was completely smooth. He stretched and got serious now. I also noticed his pants sagging a little and showed off his butt. It was nice and tight especially after what I felt early. He wiggled and got ready for his move.
He went for the Aerial Walkover. He made it with a perfect landing as well. I was not good at this so I tried my best. I failed. I took off my shirt and adjust my joggers. I tossed mine shirt onto his. My member was already hard and he knew it.
I did a scissor kick into front handspring. I know it was simple but most people get cocky and screw up. Darren did screw up. Soon I was watching him remove his joggers and now was standing there with his socks and orange boxer briefs. He did not hide his harden. I licked my lips and know this would be fun.
I lost on purpose and toss my joggers with his. I was wearing a pair of white boxer briefs and they were stretched out as much as his. I smiled and wanted to test something. "Instead of a move to see who wins, let's see who has more strength. We weight about the same. We hold each other up like before and who every last the longest wins," I asked him.
He did not answer just picked me up. Our members rubbed together and we both moaned a little. He put me down and said, "That sounds fair. Let's do this."
I noticed a little wet spot on the front of his underwear. I climbed up onto his hand and did not move an inch. He lasted almost a good three minutes before he let me down. We rested for a moment and he climbed on to my hand. My palm spread out and this time I wanted more.
My middle finger found the waistband of his underwear and it pulled it down slowly so he did not notice. Soon that middle finger found its goal. It found coach's hole and I slowly teased him. He moaned and let it happened because he did not want to lose. I inserted it and slowly pulled it in and out. His moans started to get louder and filled up the gym.
I was still holding him up while I was doing this. His body shivered and I heard an "oh fuck" come out of his mouth. I did not know how long I was finger fucking him or holding him but realized what the "oh fuck" was. Soon, I felt something wet starting to slowly trickle down my arm. I looked up at him and pulled my finger out of his hole. I brought him down and realized that he came in his underwear. His eyes were glazed over and he was almost lifeless.
A moment later after I put him down, he regained his composure. I smiled and asked him, "How long since someone has done that to you?"
"Too long. No one has made me come like that ever," he said to me.
I smiled on the inside but wanted my prize as well. I slowly reached down and tugged at his boxer briefs. He just lifted his ass off the mats and soon he was naked. "What would you like to happen?" I asked him.
He did not answer me but just slowly turned around. He propped himself on his elbows and wiggle his butt. I took that as my invitation to dive in and I did. My tongue started licking every inch of his sweaty tight butt. It teases him and every time I will go deep he would moan. I reached between his legs and he was already hard again.
I tugged it a few times then leaned over his body. I whisper into his ear, "Can I fuck you, coach?"
He looked back and noticed my cock had found its way out my boxer briefs. He smiled and said, "Keep those on and go easy. It has been a while since anyone has fucked me."
I snaked back down and kissed his spine along the way. I kissed and lick his hole a couple more times before I lined myself up. I slowly pushed into him. He arched his back and a moan and groan came out of his mouth. I let it adjust inside of him before I pushed a little bit more.
"Breath, coach," I said to him and starched his back.
He relaxed a little and my cock slowly slid deep into him. I must have tapped his sweet spot because he moaned just as I bottomed out. I slowly began to rock in and out of him. He reached down and started to stroke himself. I started to pick up speed.
"Oh coach, your ass is so tight," I moaned out.
"You're so big, Nolan. Yeah, use my tight hole," he said back to me.
That gave me the go-ahead to start fucking him like there was no tomorrow. All that was heard was moans and grunts. I grabbed his hair and pulled back. I learned in to kiss his soft lips. I knew I was not going to last much longer as to how his butt was hugging my cock.
"Oh coach," I said in a shallow breath.
"Cum inside me boy," he said to me.
I just let out a grunt and felt my cock expand. It exploded deep within him. Seven, eight, nine shots filled him up. Soon I was out of breath and collapsed onto him. He quickly flipped us over so he was now on top of me. He was furiously jerking his cock and just as I tilted my head up to see the sexiest sight. He shot his load. It just flew over my head for the first shoot, then the second one hit my chin and mouth. Four more shots land on my muscular chest and stomach. I licked my lips and he was completely exhausted. He looked like a limp doll.
I picked him up off me and grabbed my shirt. I clean both of us off and toss my shirt into my bag. I got him dressed and myself as well. I fireman hoisted him over my shoulder and walked out of the gym. I looked around the parking lot and noticed my car was the only one in the lot. I unlocked my car and placed him in the passenger seat. I leaned in and kissed his lips. The put some life back into him.
"I take it has been a while since you had sex," I asked him.
His cheeks turned red and realized that we were outside. He quickly looked down and notice he was cleaned up and dressed. "Yeah, it has been a while," he said shyly. "It was the best I had in a long time."
Not wanting to waste any time or get caught with my coach, I asked, "Do you need a ride home, wherever that maybe."
"Thanks, my car is in the shop," he said. I closed the door and walked to the driver side. I opened it up and hopped in. We took off towards his place.
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