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Jason, Part II - Jason's First Workout
I reached down and grabbed the elastic waistband of Jason's shorts. With one strong tug, I ripped them loose and then away, exposing his 8 inch cut cock and hard ass-globes, pale and covered with light, golden down. I moved my head down his strong chest, pausing over his right nipple with my lips and then licking down the slightly golden fur-trail until I reached the perfect head of his cock. Looking up into my boy's eyes, I slowly licked the underside of that cut head. He tilted his head back and emitted a guttural moan. He leaned both arms back behind him onto the weight bar and thrust his hips forward. Slowly, I took all 8 inches of him into my mouth and began to work up and down, deep throating on every other thrust. With my right hand, I pushed him into my mouth, caressing his tight young ass. My left hand worked his balls, pulling them tight and stroking beneath his nutsack, seeking the glorious, virgin hole beneath.
He gasped, "Coach, I can't stand it much longer," and I stood, releasing his cock with a hard, wet thump against his solid abs.
"Not yet, Jay," I whispered. "I want you to remember this."
"Fuck Coach, there's no way I'm forgetting it. That's already more than I've ever had in my whole fucking life."
"You're telling me no one's ever sucked your cock before."
"yes sir. Shit, I mean, I've jacked off with some other guys, felt 'em up, even kissed one boy my freshmen year, but I've never been sucked. "
"How'd you know I'd be the one to do it?" I asked incredulously.
He reddened, sheepish again. How the fuck did this man-boy so brazenly seduce me one second and then shyly blush the next? "I was just hoping, sir. I told you, you look like my coach in high school. I spent most of my teen years jacking off, imagining being with him."
I slowly removed my shirt, shoes, and khakis. My engorged cock bulged in my white Papi briefs. "You're not imagining anymore, Jay."
I pulled him to me again. I grabbed his cock and felt him grope into my shorts and free my waiting cock.
"Go ahead," I encouraged him. "I've shown you how to do it. Show coach how much you love his big dick."
"Yes sir!"
Smiling, he sat on the end of the bench and hungrily began to suck my cock. What he lacked in experience, he more than made up for in enthusiasm! Soon, his spit was flying around my belly as he hungrily ate my entire length of man-meat.
"Okay, son. Now work down that shaft with your tongue and lick my hairy balls. Get all what down there." I accommodated him by raising on leg and planting it firmly behind him on the bench. "That's the way, slirp your way to my hairy hole. Good boy."
By this time, his hardened cock was aching and he pumped it with his free hand.
"Don't touch your cock right now, boy. I want ALL of that first load."
"Yes sir," he complied. "It just feels so fucking good."
"I know it does boy. Alright, that's enough here." I stood him up, kissing him again, long and hard and letting his needy cock press into my hairy, muscled crotch.
"Grab these weights and let's get'em off the bar."
"Coach, I've got a bed, I mean, if I'm thinking of what's next."
"It's okay, stud. If you've been imagining fucking with your coach for 8 years, I'm gonna give you the entire fucking coach/workout fantasy."
His blue eyes danced, "really?"
Again, I was almost totally winded by the pure unabashed pleasure and guileless smile of this muscled, stud standing naked before me. We quickly moved the weights and I moved to lie prone on the bench.
"Alright stud, see if you can mount my chest right here, lean forward and start sucking my cock while I start rimming this sweet ass of yours."
"Coach, are you sure..."he hesitated.
"Now Jay" I commanded. He quickly straddled me and hungrily began sucking my cock again. I reveled in the sweet, clean asshole before me. The muscled ass-cheeks straddled me and I reached beneath his thighs and pulled them to my lips. Hungrily, I tongued his lightly-furred, pink hole. This boy was definitely a virgin and I felt my lips and tongue passionately respond to his taste and clean musk. He responded passionately, pressing his hole into my mouth and greedily sucking my cock. Better now, I began to feel my urgency and responded by pumping his mouth. I began to blow into his hole, slowly beginning to finger his hole with first one finger and then two. Lapping, licking and sucking, I soon had him moaning once more as he pressed his now pressured cock into my hard hairy pecs.
When I thought he could stand it on more, I pushed him up and off my chest. He released my cock from his mouth with a loud 'thwop' and I laughed out loud.
"Okay Jay, it's time."
"Yes coach?" He spun on the bench and looked up at me as I stood over him.
"Is this what you want, stud?"
"More than anything, sir."
"Alright, do exactly as I say and this will be better than you even imagined."
He grinned and Fuck it if I didn't think my god-damned knees would go weak."Yes sir, coach!" I laid him back on the bench, pulled both his legs into the air and squatted down. I spit on my cock, though he'd juiced it so well it needed little lubrication. His hole dripped with the saliva wash I'd hungrily provided. He hesitated only a fraction.
"Look at me, Jay. I won't hurt you. At first, this'll be no more than a pulled hamstring or a bi-cep stinger. Once I work in, you'll be so hot and hard, you'll never want anything but this again."
"Okay sir. I want this. You don't know how bad?"
I smiled. "Look into my eyes." He did as I instructed, grabbing hold of my triceps and I slowly pressure my engorged head into his tight hole. I had forgotten what it felt like to invade a totally virgin, completely tight hole and my hunger almost made me rape him right there but his total and submissive look beneath me, one of pure trust and pleasure, slowed me.
"Okay," I quietly whispered in his ear. "Press down, almost like your going to fart." He laughed and I kissed him. Hard. I pressed my hips in hard and felt my cock sliding into his relaxing hole. My balls were pressed against his hardened cheeks. I tongued his mouth and began to pull out again. He gasped beneath me but I continued and began to quicken my thrust. His cock was about to burst and bounced against my hairy abs until on one brutal thrust he exploded against me and cried out.
"Holy Fuck. Holy Shit. God-damn Coach." I felt his ass tighten and squeeze my stroking cock as his warm jizz lubricated our chests. Pounding harder, I released my seed in five or six successive bursts deep inside his hungry hole. Kissing him harder as I came, I mumbled something unintelligible in his ear and then slowly rocked back.
His red face was clouded in ectasy and I smiled as I looked down him. I was in deep shit in more ways than one but for now, all I could think of was how I might fuck this boy next and when and where I'd allow him to fuck me. I could only imagine what expletives he'd shout when he finally got to fuck another man. Not just any man, his one and only Coach. I pulled him into a sitting position, still resting on my cock and slid one finger down his belly and through his cum. Lifting it, I placed it between our two mouths and we shared the taste of his jizz.
"Come on, Jay. I've got a feeling there's more where that came from."
To be continued...
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