Legals: This story and everyone in it are fictional. Some may be inspired by real people, but the events themselves are made up.
I apologize for the lateness of this update. School and work have been hell, and will be for awhile, I'm sure you know how it is. Hope it's worth the wait.
Chapter 4: Sweat and Lust
The world spun around me, but I paid it no heed. Blue flashed by my eyes, replaced quickly by tan, white, brilliant lights, more tan, and blue again. But it bothered me not. In fact, I hardly noticed.
I stuck the landing, and a cheer went up around, as I finished my floor exercise, the last trial in the qualifications for the school gymnastics team. I held one arm up and waved to the crowd as usual, even though there were only about 25 people there, all of which were coaches, team members, or hopeful team members.
I walked back to the bench, drank deep of my water bottle, and sprayed some on my face. My muscles burned from the workout, and I was beat. I sat on the bench to watch the last few try outs.
"Nice job man. That was something." I turned to my left to see the hand of a short, dark haired guy extended towards me. I shook the hand, and looked up at him, and was stunned my the brilliant icy blueness of his eyes. He flashed a bright smile of white teeth, and sat down next to me. "I'm Kurt" he introduced himself.
"Hi Kurt, thanks." I said. The large, tight muscles in his arm flexed nicely through our handshake, and as he leaned back, I saw that his little body was ripped. He was definitely short, about 5'3, but he probably weighed a good 160lbs, and was dense as shit. He wore the standard gymnast wear, which very much resembled a sports wrestling suit, with the top being like a wife beater shirt, and the entire thing leaving not a muscle hidden.. He wore little track shorts, as we all did, to preserve our dignity. His outfit was black and green, probably the colors of whatever high school or gym he had competed for. Mine was black and gold, my old HS colors. His pecks bulged out of his shirt, and I could count the muscles in his abdomen through the shirt, it was so tight.
Kurt and I talked through the rest of the try-out, since we had both finished, and I found myself getting more and more attracted to him.
Now now, lets not have sex with our teammates. I thought to myself. Damn, I was right. It had been several weeks since my encounter with George, and the...situation afterward, and so I was a bit horny for some fun.
The coaches lined us up by height, which, since gymnasts are notoriously short, I was the first in line, as the tallest. They informed us that we had all done well, and that we would find out who made the team in two days. We marched into the locker room to shower and change. Nearly all the guys had peeled their suits down to their waist lines before we even got into the locker room. If you have never been in a room with 10 male gymnasts, all of whom are sweaty and topless, which you probably haven't, I highly recommend it. Tight, dense muscles were everywhere, and there probably wasn't an ounce of fat combined in the entire room. Soon the room of topless hotties turned into the room full of hotties in jockstraps, which was a glorious sight to behold. The asses were all either small and tight, like a runners, or big and muscular like a wrestler or hockey player.
The sad part, was that this locker room has stalls for showers. They only cover from a foot off the ground to about my chest level, and don't have doors, but they managed to keep me from checking out the packages of every guy in the place. Kurt and I chatted all throughout our showers. When he was busy with soap in his eyes, I took the opportunity to check out his wet and soapy upper body. His tight little body hadn't a stitch of hair on it, at least, the parts I could see without leaning over the barrier. His biceps bulged out while he washed his hair, and I licked my lips, wanting to lick and bite the solid orbs of muscle. I had a great view of his armpits, which sported a light amount of jet black hair, and were among the hottest pits id ever seen.
I turned down the temp of my shower for a minute, so that my hard on would go away before I got out. That being settled, Kurt and I headed out into the locker room again, to towel off and dress. This time I did get to see a glimpse of his full-frontal nude body. His chest was hairless, with a jet black stomach trail, leading to a trimmed black bush surrounding an average sized piece. His dick probably looks big when its hard, seeing as he is so short. Afraid I would get hard again, I had to pull my eyes from my gorgeous new friend and dry off.
All clean and dressed, Kurt and I walked out of the gym together, talking some more. I had the feeling we were going to be very good friends and teammates. We went our separate ways to our dorms, and the rest of the short walk back to my room, I basked in the warmth and sunlight of this beautiful Saturday morning. I felt the sun touch my face, and my arms, which were exposed by my green tank top.
I walked up the stairs to my floor, and walked down the hall to my room. I passed several open doors, and yelled `hey's to my neighbors within. I stopped in the lounge in the middle of the floor, where a couple guys were watching TV. There was a baseball game on, and I wanted to see the score. I leaned on my hands on the back of a couch to see if they would show it. I felt hands on mine, and I was startled, and I turned my head to the side to see George. I couldn't turn around to talk to him, because he closed the distance and put himself right up to my back and ass. I could feel his cock, which was clearly fully erect, resting in between my ass cheeks, which were covered only by the thin material of gym shorts.
"How are you doing sexy?" He whispered in my ear, and then licked it. He squeezed up closer to me, I could feel his little pecs on my back, and was further violated through my shorts. I wanted to stop him, but was kind of enjoying this treatment. There were guys, neighbors even, not 10 feet away in the front row of couches, facing the other way. George's hands moved away from mine. One went up my shirt, to cup my right pec and squeeze it. The other went down the elastic band of my shorts and gripped my now hard cock.
"I knew you liked it." He whispered, with a chuckle. His right hand came out of my shirt, around, and down the back of my shorts. He squeezed my hard ass cheeks, and then began to play with my ass with his finger. This really started to get me going, and I started to sweat all over again.
"Let's go in you're room" He whispered, and we headed off at once. I went in, and locked the door behind me, and immediately, George assaulted my face with his tongue. He shoved me up against the door, and shoved his tongue in my mouth. I dropped my gym bag and wrapped my arms around his back. I lifted his shirt over his head and threw it aside. I gripped his tightly muscled back as we continued to make out. He was kissing me with that animal, hungry passion that he kissed me with the last time. This boy loved sex, any way he could get it. I rubbed his hard little pecs, running my fingers through the short black hair that was lightly splashed across his chest.
George stopped the kiss just long enough to pull off my shirt, and then dove back in. I attacked back, sending us both to the ground, where we continued to kiss and grind each other. George rolled me over and moved from my lips to my chest with his tongue. Meanwhile he pulled off my shorts, leaving me naked, and exposing my hard 7.5 inches to the air. He worked his way down my stomach, and swallowed my cock whole. The sudden rush of heat and warmth was one of the greatest sensations in the world.
George deep throated my cock for a fantastic couple of minutes, until I pulled him off, and rolled him over. I sat on his crotch, pushed his arms back, and did to him what he did to me on our last tryst, which I enjoyed so much, and licked his armpits. His pits were nice and hairy, and had a good day's worth of sweat in them. They smelled musky hot, and tasted like salt and pure man. George let out a yelp of surprise when I shoved my face in his pits, but it was soon replaced with a moan of glee. I pulled away from the salty goodness of his armpits and started to tongue George's right nipple. While I did this, I worked the button and zipper of his jeans. As soon as I had him freed, I tossed the jeans aside and put my face in his crotch, inhaling the even more pungent smell of masculinity. I licked the shaft of his cock up and down, while holding it in my right fist. I took the head in my mouth, and relished the salty taste of the precum leaking from the tip. I took half his 7" dick in my mouth, pulled up to the head, and went down to the hilt. George arched his back and groaned. He ran his fingers through my hair, and started thrusting forward with his hips, fucking my mouth with his cock. After about 2 minutes of face-fucking, George started breathing deep, arching his back, and came in my mouth. His load blasted its way into my mouth, some going down my throat, most staying in my mouth, and still more leaking out the corners of my mouth.
When George lay back, his orgasm subsiding, I pulled off his dick, crawled over him, and kissed him in the lips, sharing his fresh load with him. He wrapped his legs around my waist and his arms around my neck and we shared the hottest kiss of my life to date. He accepted my gift of his load, and we each tasted of it, and swallowed it. George shifted his weight, turning me over and onto my back. He spit in his hand and rubbed it on my dick, and then, holding it straight up, he started to sit down on it. He groaned with pained delight as the head popped into his ass. He looked at me with a lusty look, he licked his lips and looked at me with his dark eyes, and slide the length of my dick into his ass. I let out a loud moan, my mouth agape in shock and wonder. Never had I seen someone take a dick so fast. I could tell it hurt George, but he loved that it hurt. He licked his lips some more, put his hands on my pecs like they were handles, and started to ride my cock, up and down. My eyes rolled into the back of my head, and I was in another world. This boy's skills were incredible, his ass so tight, so wet, so warm. He rocked up and down, and in circular motions, never stopping and never repeating. His dick, hard once again, slapped against my defined abs, smearing precum all over them. I was lost in his dark, ravenous eyes as he brought me higher and higher, until the moment came, and my mind shattered into a thousand pieces. The world was a chaos of white light and bliss, and it slowly came back into focus as my room, and George, who was still riding my cock, milking the cum that had blasted its way into his ass. I grabbed him and kissed him hard, our sweat-covered bodies intertwining, his hard cock poking me in the stomach.
I heard the noise of someone trying to unlock the door and froze. FUCK, I thought. One of my roommates was coming in! I grabbed George and sent us both into my closet, shutting the door just in time for the door to the room to open.
"Hurry up man, lock the door" said a voice I did not recognize.
"Its locked" Said Thor, following the click of the privacy lock, which I now wish I had used. The closet door was one of those weird slated wood doors, which you can see out through but not in. I saw 6' 1" Thor come into my field of view, and my was he looking good. His dark-rooted blonde hair was spiked up, as usual. He wore a tight black wife beater shirt, showing off his sculpted chest, muscled shoulders, and his big arms, with visible veins down the biceps. He wore his trademark basketball shorts 2 sizes too big for him, causing them to hang low, and I swear they only stay on because of his bubble ass and huge bulge.
"Fuck he's hot" George whispered in my ear. I chuckled, and nodded. A second guy came into view now. He was shorter than Thor, around 5'8", and had dirty blonde hair, and wide shoulders. He was built like a football player. One of the lean football players, not the flabby ones.
"God I can't wait, this is going to be great" Footballer said, as he reached up and started feeling up Thor's big pecs. I was baffled. Thor can't be gay! my mind screamed at me, and yet, there was a hot football player feeling him up. He reached up to feel Thor's shoulder muscles, and then leaned in to kiss him. I gasped (quietly).
Thor pushed him away. "What the fuck Jack? I told you, I'm not gay, I ain't going to kiss you. I just need my rocks off, and most girls wont do what a horny queer will. You can touch anything on my body with your hands or mouth except my ass and face, got it?" His friend nodded, and went back to working him over. He took the bottom of Thor's shirt and pulled the shirt up and over, revealing his beautiful, smooth, muscular chest and stomach. George whispered his appreciation, and I felt his hard cock against my back. His had reached around me and grasped my cock, which seemed to have gotten hard again from the sight.
Jack began to work over Thor-s chest with his mouth and hands, tweaking his nipples and rubbing his abs and the soft skin of his midsection, exposed by the low shorts. Thor put one arm back, showing off his shaved, sweaty armpit, which Jack immediately dove into, lapping up the salty goodness. After he had finished with both pits, Jack sank to his knees before the god that was Thor. His hands started at Thor's pecs, ran down his smooth, sculpted abs, and down to grip his cock through his shorts. Jack let out a gasp of amazement at the feel of Thor's still soft cock. Jack slipped his fingers over and inside the waistband of Thor's shorts, and slowly began to expose more of his midsection, teasing himself and, unknowingly, me.
Suddenly I felt something warm and wet on my asshole, and I nearly yelped aloud, but stopped myself. George was rimming my ass as I watched this show! The neck of Thor's cock cleared the lowering of his shorts, and slowly more and more, inch after inch of huge, still soft dick was exposed, until the shorts fell completely to the ground. It must have been over 8 inches long now, and as thick as my hard cock, and it was still soft. Jack was all but panting with anticipation looking at the heavenly piece of meat. I was panting too, as the sensations in my loosening ass increased, while I basked in the glory of finally seeing Thor naked in the light of day.
Jack put his hands on each side of Thor's shaved package and started licking the long shaft with his long red tongue. He licked the soft cock like it was a lollipop, and it started growing. As the cock lengthened and thickened, Jack began to suck on the head of it, further increasing the rate of growth. By now, Jack was covered in sweat, and he quickly pulled off his shirt, and went back to work on Thor's cock. His dick was now fully hard, and was enormous and gorgeous. It was long, so very long, over a foot if I were to guess, and FAT. It stuck out, but dipped down a bit due to its sheer weight. Thor looked down on his cock with that hot jock cockiness, and looked at Jack the same way. He grabbed Jack's short dirty blonde hair and pulled him to his cock. Jack covered the cock with saliva, and worked it into his mouth. As he slowly worked on the fat head, he worked his way out of his shorts, and was soon naked, with his cute little dick sticking straight up towards his stomach. Thor looked on with his hot look of supreme superiority, as Jack sucked the first few inches of his cock into his mouth. Jack's right hand was at the base of Thor's cock, and his left was around the side gripping his firm, muscular ass. He worked his best to get more and more into his mouth, getting over halfway down before he gagged. Thor seemed to love this sound, and pulled Jack's hair to make him gag again.
By this time, I was like a dog in heat. My cock was hard, red, and dripping, screaming for release, as I balanced on my knees, leaned forward on my hands, and George worked his tongue in my ass some more. He pulled his face out of my ass, and replaced it with his fingers, massaging my prostate expertly. He pulled my face towards him and kissed me deep, with his dirty, hungry tongue. He worked the head of his cock around in circles at my asshole, and It drove me wild, causing me to buck slightly and involuntarily. I turned back towards the other couple in the room, and saw that they had moved to the bed. Jack was on his hands and knees, looking back at Thor, who was taking up a position behind him. My eyes widened at the thought of Thor's gigantic rod inside an ass. Such an even would either be the most painful or most pleasurable experience of one's life. As Thor pushed the head against Jack's asshole, George did the same. Jack's face grimaced as Thor's huge cockhead pushed against the muscle of his ass. Thor finally pushed through the ring of muscle, and the head of his dick popped into jack's ass. George pushed his cockhead into my nice and well-worked ass, making me groan in delight. My groan was drowned out by Jack's yelp of pain, which he stifled by biting into Thor's pillow. Thor pushed in more, slid back to the head, and slid in more, working in another inch on each slow pass, George following the pace perfectly. After several of these passes, Jack stopped groaning with pain and started moaning with delight, pushing his ass back to meet Thor. Thor took this as a good sign, and buried himself in Jack's ass to the hilt, groaning with his conquest. George's hips hit my ass at the same moment, making me delirious with desire. This was amazing, it was like watching a porn and being in it at the same time. Each fuck stroke I saw, I felt. Each pulling out I saw, I felt. I watched as Thor's incredible body flexed with muscles as he fucked, and I watched his long flagpole slide all the way out, impossibly long, and make the entire trip back up into Jack's bowels. Jack looked as though he were blinded by the pleasure, and was just riding back and forth with a glazed look on his face. George continued to fuck my ass from behind, but was starting to fall out of Thor's pattern. His dick sent a brand of glorious fiery pleasure up inside me to regions unraveled. I had been fucked few times, but never had I enjoyed it so much. My tight, muscular bubble butt rocked back to meet the leanly muscled hips and abs of dirty fuck-friend. His hands reached around me and gripped my meaty pecs, which he used for leverage to fuck my ass. I felt his tight, fat-free chest up against my muscular back. He tongued and lightly bit at my prominent shoulder muscles and picked up the pace of ravaging my ass. I looked up to see Thor fucking Jack hard and fast, pillaging his ass with long, powerful strokes of his giant cock. Jack gripped the sheets tightly and started moaning aloud as he came spontaneously into the bed sheets without ever having his cock touched. Thor's sweat-covered sculpture-perfect body tightened up, exposing every glorious muscle in his godly body, and his enormous god-rod rammed up Jack's ass and stayed there, pumping load after load inside, filling Jack's worn out ass even more. George pulled out of my ass, flipped my onto my back, and reentered me, pumping hard and fast. I wrapped my thick legs around his slim waist and pulled him into me. We locked lips and ravaged each others mouths, my hands gripped his sweat-covered muscled back, my big pecs and defined abs slipping with sweat across his small, tight muscled body. We came together, in one spectacular culminating moment. His dick shot liquid fire into my ass, blasting my prostate and sending me back to the place of white light and heavenly bliss. My dick shot white ropes all over our bodies, and mixed in with the sweat that covered us both.
We made out for quite awhile, basking in the afterglow of an incredible afternoon of sex. We lay there, my legs still around him waist, and him just rubbing the sweaty muscles of my chest and arms.
"That was fun" I said, smiling.
"I know." George answered, winking at me.
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