Scott and Mitch

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In the last chapter: college jock Scott finally got some one on one time with Mitch, a horny high-school kid whom he seduced in chapter one. Scott played with Mitch's body and fingered the boy to orgasm before blowing his load on the high-school jock's face. Scott sent Mitch away with a promise of many more meetings.

When Scott woke up on Saturday morning, he had a raging hard-on. He rolled over onto his stomach and pushed his dick into the mattress. He groaned loudly. He had been dreaming about Mitch.

Since he started to train the high-school jock, Mitch was pretty much all Scott could think about. And it was getting worse. When Mitch was in the gym, Scott had to wear a tight jockstrap to keep his eight-inch cock from tenting the front of his shorts. It seemed like everything about Mitch got Scott going. The kid had amazing pecs that Scott dreamt about grabbing onto while he fucked Mitch senseless. His ass was tight and muscular. Between his cheeks, he had a tight, smooth boy-pussy that was begging for a dick. After Scott had shoved a finger inside of Mitch, he could tell that the Mitch was an expert when it came to using his ass to work over a dick.

Mitch's hot body was only a part of the story. He had a naturally submissive attitude around guys like Scott. Scott had noticed it when Mitch was talking with other guys at the gym as well. Mitch was deferential, but without seeming weak or like he lacked self-confidence. When given the opportunity, he seemed to like to let other guys tell him what to do. Ordering Mitch around made Scott feel good. He felt like more of a man when he was around Mitch, stronger and more aggressive. The feeling was addictive, and it made him want to spend more and more time around the kid.

After one last pull on his cock, Scott jumped out of bed and started to get ready to go to work at The Gym. Mitch was coming in to work out early in the morning, and Scott had a shift at the front desk. As he slipped on a jockstrap, Scott tugged on his semi-hard dick. He closed his eyes and envisioned Mitch's tight ass. Deep in his groin he felt a need to take Mitch's ass and make it his own before Mitch moved on to someone else. He wanted it bad, and he wanted it soon.

When Scott arrived at the gym, Mitch was already working out. Scott waved quickly to the kid through the glass wall and then started to work through the morning shift check list. Colin, a gym-rat like Scott who was also trying to get into the personal training business, was working with him. Colin was tall with short dark hair and olive skin. While Scott was lithe and muscular, Colin had a bulkier and more imposing physique. Together, they made an impressive team.

As he did his work, Scott kept an eye on Mitch. He told himself that he was really just checking in on a 'client's form', but in reality he was fantasizing about his young client most of the time.

"You better wipe that drool off of your chin." Colin said.

"Shut up, dude." Scott shot back.

"Seriously, you've been staring at him for half an hour. If he wasn't so into you, he'd probably call the cops." Colin said.

"I gotta make sure he's doing the exercises right. He's a client of mine." Scott said.

"Keep telling yourself that, lover-boy." Colin said as he walked away.

Ten minutes later Mitch had moved on to squats. While Scott couldn't be positive, he was almost sure that Mitch had purposely turned to face the window as he started to plunge downward.

Mitch's ass was made up of two perfectly shaped mounds of muscle. They spread out when he bent down and as he came back up, his crack closed around his gym-shorts. Mitch had told Scott how his older brother had helped him work out over the summer. They had focused mainly on his ass and his chest. Jase, Mitch's brother, had done a good job. Mitch had an ass that begged to be worshipped, licked, tongued, and fucked.

"You fucked that ass yet?" Colin asked as he walked by. Scott looked up. This time he was really drooling.

"Not yet." Scott said.

"That's not like you man. Usually you move fast." Colin said.

"He's my dad's partner's son." Scott said.

"So?" Colin replied.

"So, I can't fuck this up. My dad already warned me." Scott said.

"Well, if you don't fuck it soon, I might have to take him back to my place after one of his workouts and make him my bitch." Colin said. Scott swore he could see the outline of Col's cock growing in his black shorts.

"You ever notice that you get a little queer when Mitch is around?" Scott asked. He laughed to make it clear that he was just joking around.

"An ass like that would turn stronger guys than me gay for a night. I don't care what he's packing in-between his legs. That is some prime pussy. Plus, that boy wants it. Bad. He'd do anything for some straight cock." Colin grabbed his dick and pulled it a little. Then he smiled at Scott. "You know, if you ever want some straight dick, you only gotta call me."

"Get the fuck away from me, you horny bastard." Scott laughed as he pushed Colin away. "And stay away from Mitch."

Mitch continued to lift for another half hour. Scott watched, but also did the work he had to do. When he saw Mitch leave the gym for the locker room, he told Colin he was taking a break.

"You've only been here an hour!" Col yelled as Scott left the lobby, "Dude, no sex in the locker rooms!"

Scott walked into the locker-rooms, which were empty because it was early in the morning on a Saturday. Mitch was standing at a locker, and he still had his music on. Scott walked up behind him and slipped his finger under the back waistband of Mitch's shorts. Mitch jumped and then relaxed when he figured out what was going on. He turned to face Scott and pulled his ear buds out. His face showed a mix of lust and exhaustion.

"You had good form today," Scott said, "I was watching you."

"I noticed." Mitch said. "It got me hot."

"Yeah? What were you thinking about?" Scott asked.

"First you and Colin." Mitch said. He was close to Scott now. Their bodies were almost touching. "Then just you. Your mouth on my balls and licking my asshole. Your breath on my shoulder as you mounted me and took me from behind."

Mitch stepped forward and pushed his face into Scott's chest. He could hear Scott's heart beating and feel his breathing quicken. Scott bent his head down. Sweaty heat rose off of Mitch's back and shoulders. The strange smell of the gym, at the same time sweet and musky, was rolling off of the boy.

"You really want it, don't you?" Scott said.

Mitch slipped down onto his knees. He buried his face in Scott's crotch and lightly chewed his hard shaft through the fabric.

"I need it." Mitch said.

"Are you going to beg me for it?" Scott asked. He was trying to push Mitch, to see how far he would go.

"Please, fuck me with your jock-cock, Scott. I want to be yours. I want you to crawl up behind me and fuck my muscle-cunt like an animal." As Mitch said these things he continued to bite at Scott's cock.

Scott reached down and lifted Mitch up by his wet, sweaty armpits. He pressed his mouth against Mitch's and pushed Mitch into the lockers. In the empty room, the clang of the metal was deafening. Scott started to kiss Mitch, alternating between plunging his tongue into Mitch's mouth and then biting his lower lip as he pulled away. Mitch accepted the firm, commanding kisses and did not try to fight back. Instead, he straddled Scott's muscular thigh and drove his hard cock into Scott's leg.

Scott knew, without a doubt, where this was going. Knowing that they couldn't fuck on the floor of the locker-room, Scott put his arm around Mitch's shoulder and pulled him close as he walked with him to the sauna in the back. Mitch's face pressed against Scott's torso as they walked. Then Scott opened the door and they moved into the wood-paneled room. The sauna was off, and the room was cool but still dry. Scott locked the door behind them.

"You sure you can handle my dick?" Scott asked. He rubbed Mitch's hand up and down his crotch.

"I've wanted your cock since I first saw you." Mitch said.

"I knew you were a cock-hound from the second you came down the stairs at your house." Scott said. He was breathing heavily into Mitch's neck and was still forcing Mitch's hand up and down his shaft. "The way you fucking watched me as I moved around. I knew you needed a man's dick in your ass."

Mitch slithered back down Scott's front and went for his dick again. This time he used his hands to manipulate Scott's rod as he slobbered all over the front of his pants.

Scott grabbed him by the back of his head and pulled him away. "I gotta wear these for the rest of the day. Colin won't stop ribbing me if he sees your spit all over them."

Mitch made a noise that expressed the fact that he didn't really care. Then he pushed his face up the leg hole and started to lick the bottom of the pouch of Scott's jock strap.

"Colin will freak if he finds out you were worshipping my dick like that. Poor guy is already dripping thinking about you." Scott said.

Mitch pulled away. "Really?" he asked.

"All the guy can talk about when you're around is how fine an ass you've got and how you could turn any guy gay. He definitely wants to make you into a notch on his bed-post. " Scott pulled Mitch up again. "You know, the thing that makes you so fucking hot is that you don't know how hot you are. You're a fucking stud with a prime piece of ass."

Mitch blushed.

Scott lifted Mitch up onto a step in the sauna and then pushed him down into a sitting position. He yanked on Mitch's shorts and pulled them off the boy's body and over his shoes. The hair on Mitch's thighs was wet from his workout and his white jockstrap was darker in some areas than others.

Scott loved sucking dick and eating ass almost as much as he loved fucking a guy, and the muskier and sweatier the dude was the better. It was not a coincidence that he worked and spent most of his time at The Gym where he was surrounded by men at their manliest - fully pumped up, unwashed, salty, musky, ripe. At times it almost made Scott angry to think of a hot dude walking into the shower to wash away everything that made him into a man only to cover it up with the stink of body-wash.

He dove into Mitch's junk. He started by putting his mouth at the bottom of the pouch and licking Mitch's taint while he pushed his nose into the damp fabric. Then he slowly licked his way along the crease between Mitch's thigh and his groin. While he did this, he pushed Mitch's legs apart. He wanted the boy to know that he was still in charge. Mitch gasped loudly and made no effort to touch Scott's head or push back.

Scott sniffed Mitch's junk, huffing the fumes of teen-cock and sweat. As he licked, Mitch started to moan and writhe underneath him.

Almost all of Mitch's sexual experience had been with straight men. These guys had been interested in little more than using Mitch to get off. Even his own brother, who did at least try to keep Mitch happy, only sucked his dick once. To have a man digging around like this in his crotch, licking and sucking his inner thighs, was a completely new experience.

Mitch's cock was hard and was now sticking out of the top of his jock-strap. Scott licked his way up to it and then stopped. He grabbed Mitch's dick with his hand and slowly pulled back the foreskin. He sniffed and caught a little bit of Mitch's smell. It was nothing too intense, just the smell of dick. He took a quick lick at the head and then pulled away.

Scott lifted Mitch's legs up high so that Mitch was practically laying down on the steps of the sauna. The straps from Mitch's jock perfectly framed his asshole. He had a smooth, shaved, pink hole. Scott had never seen anything so perfect. It was absolutely round and puckered. As Mitch breathed it winked back at him a little. It was begging to be opened up and stretched, to show Scott just what it could do.

Scott whistled and sighed. "Fuck boy."

Mitch knew he had a fine asshole. Men, straight and gay, seemed to go nuts when they saw it. Because Mitch was more of a cock man, he didn't really understand the attraction, but he was starting to learn that his hole was his best asset.

Scott placed his fingers around Mitch's hole and started to lick at it. He felt Mitch's body tense up against his face as his tongue dove into the boy's ass. He would have swore it was the sweetest, tightest man-cunt he had ever eaten. Mitch gasped as Scott licked him. When Scott's tongue started to push its way inside of him, he wanted more. He wanted to be fucked and opened up by Scott. Mitch moved his hands down to his ass and spread his cheeks wider for Scott.

Scott pulled away and blew on Mitch's asshole. The cool air sent a shiver up Mitch's spine.

"You like when I eat your cunt, boy?" Scott asked.

Mitch moaned in the affirmative and pushed his body toward Scott.

"You've got the hottest ass, I've ever seen." Scott said.

Even in the cool,dry, sauna, sweat was rolling down both of their bodies. Scott stood up and pulled off his shirt. He then leaned over Mitch and kissed him quickly, his mouth slipping off of Mitch's mouth and down the line of his jaw. Mitch bit down lightly on Scott's ear lobe, trying to make it clear that he wanted to go further.

Scott growled. His hands slid up Mitch's sides and found his nipples. He grabbed both of Mitch's tits, and when his fingers found the boy's hard nipples, he twisted, gently at first and then harder. Mitch groaned into Scott's shoulder, but he shoved his rock-hard cock up against Scott's torso.

Scott broke off the kiss. His hand reached down between Mitch's legs and he pressed a finger against Mitch's asshole. He shoved it in to the first knuckle. He watched Mitch's face for any sign of discomfort, but all he read in his eyes was pure lust.

"I'm going to take a piss and then I'm going to fuck you. So be ready." Scott said.

Scott turned to the door. Ever since he had first suggested that Mitch would someday drink his piss, Mitch had been completely intrigued by the idea. He watched piss-porn online and found himself getting really turned on. There was something about giving himself over to a guy in that got him hard.

"Wait," said Mitch. It was now or never.

Scott turned around. He knew that he would eventually make Mitch take his piss, but he never would have guessed that it would happen this soon.

"I kind of want to . . ." Mitch drifted off. He didn't know what he wanted to do.

"You wanna watch?" Scott asked. He knew that Mitch wanted a lot more than that, but he didn't want to turn Mitch off. This was new territory, and if he pushed too hard, Mitch might regress.

"Yeah." said Mitch.

"I'll piss in here then." Scott grabbed Mitch's hand and walked over to a small floor drain. "You kneel down."

Mitch got to his knees. Scott dropped his shorts and kicked them to the side. His cock was thick but not fully hard yet. Mitch stared at it, slightly in awe of how thick it seemed this close up. Mitch had an intense love for dick. He loved the way a man's cock looked and he imagined tasting it, sucking it, feeling it swell in his mouth. He could have stared at it forever.

He watched as Scott's piss-slit opened up and a light yellow stream of piss shot out. The flow was forceful and and Scott aimed directly at the drain. Mitch watched for about five seconds with his mouth hanging open. Scott watched Mitch and then suddenly cut off his flow.

"Do you want it Mitch?" Scott asked.

Mitch nodded.

"You have to say so. Tell me what you want." Scott was holding firm. It was important to him that Mitch took this step on his own.

"Will you piss on me?" Mitch asked. It was the sexiest and most submissive thing he'd ever uttered.

Scott altered his footing a little bit and aimed his dick at Mitch's chest. Without warning, the stream of hot piss hit Mitch and started to run down his body. Scott looked down and knew that Mitch was his now. After a man asks you to piss on him, there isn't much else he won't do for you. He felt his dick start to harden as he caught sight of the growing bulge in between Mitch's legs. The boy was getting off on this.

Slowly, Scott started to move his stream up Mitch's body. He crossed over the center of Mitch's chest and got close to his neck. Scott waited there, hoping that Mitch would have the guts to do what Scott knew he wanted to do.

Mitch didn't move. As Scott's stream started to weaken, Mitch finally got up the courage to lean forward and catch the stream in his mouth. The piss was hot and slightly bitter, but not unpleasant. Mitch's cock was throbbing. He didn't swallow, but just let the piss flow over his lips. Scott moved closer, and as he finished, he slipped his cock into Mitch's mouth. Mitch sucked the head for a few seconds and swallowed the piss that was in his mouth.

Scott leaned down and kissed Mitch full on the mouth. His tongue washed over the boy's lips and he sucked up his own bitter piss from Mitch's face. Mitch loved the way Scott kissed him, wet and sloppy. It was like getting a tongue bath.

"You ready for my dick?" Scott asked as he pulled away.

"Yeah, man." Mitch moaned, "Fuck me."

Mitch pulled off his jock and then crawled up onto one of the stairs and spread his legs. He did his best to present himself to Scott while still looking masculine. The effect worked and Scott's semi turned into a rock-hard erection in only a few seconds.

"I don't have any lube." Scott said.

Mitch spit onto his own hand and rubbed his phlegm onto Scott's cock. "Get it wet, and I can take it." he said. The words sounded kind of slutty when he said them, but they were true. Mitch's ass was pretty accommodating.

Scott lined his slimy head up with Mitch's asshole. Mitch raised his muscular legs and wrapped them around Scott's ass. As he looked up, he saw Scott's cut body, big and rippling with muscle, looming over him. Scott's chest hair was wet with sweat and his short hair was spiky and damp. Mitch needed it bad, and instead of waiting for Scott to push into him, he took control and pulled Scott forward with his legs.

Scott's dick plunged into Mitch's ass. Seeing the need in Mitch's eyes, he pushed forward without any gentleness or restraint. If Mitch wanted it so bad, he was going to get it all at once. He looked down and saw inch after inch of his hard cock push into the kid's stretched out asshole. Mitch's breathing sharpened as Scott got deeper, and his abs tightened. As the last inch of Scott's cock worked it's way in, Mitch let out a low groan, indicating both the pleasure of being filled again and the dull pain of having a man so deep inside of him.

When Scott finally got it all in, he looked at Mitch and said, "You've got a tight cunt, boy."

"Fuck me," Mitch groaned.

Scott grabbed onto Mitch's hips and prepared to fuck him. Mitch reached up and put his hands around Scott's torso. He wanted to feel Scott's muscles as his body thrust his dick into his cunt.

If there was a time for calm love-making with Mitch, this wasn't it. Scott wanted to fuck the boy bad. He wanted Mitch to feel every inch of his cock and to be sore when he was done. It wasn't exactly that he wanted to hurt Mitch, but he did want Mitch to remember his first time with Scott afterward. He imagined Mitch in bed tonight reaching between his legs and literally feeling where Scott had been.

He fucked Mitch without any intention to make anyone except himself feel good. He pushed his mouth against Mitch's shoulder, which was wrapped with solid muscle, and bit down hard enough to leave a mark. Mitch groaned in response. It was a low, manly sound. Scott got off on feeling Mitch's hard body beneath him, knowing that he was rutting with such a strong man.

Scott pulled away from Mitch's shoulder and looked down at the kid. Mitch had his eyes closed and his mouth was open. Scott grabbed Mitch's jaw and Mitch's eyes jilted open.

"You like that?" Scott taunted. "You like it when I make you my bitch?" As if to emphasize the point, Scott pushed in as deep as he could go.

Mitch groaned but didn't say anything. Scott grabbed his jaw again and shook him a little bit.

"Tell me." Scott said. "Tell me you like it."

"I love your hard cock in my cunt, Scott. I love the way you're fucking me like I'm your bitch." Mitch mumbled.

"Yeah?" Scott said.

"Oh fuck yeah." MItch called out louder. "Fucking fill me up with your cock, man. Shoot your cum deep into my guts."

"I'm gonna breed your pussy, bitch." Scott mumbled as he collapsed back into Mitch's body. He humped Mitch's ass as he breathed in the sweaty aroma of both of their bodies.

There was something dirty about what they were doing, locked away in an unused sauna. Later that day someone would be sitting on this bench, completely unaware that Mitch had had the sense fucked out of him in exactly that spot. Scott's hands were digging into him now, and Mitch felt that he wouldn't be able to hold off much longer.

He started to moan rhythmically as Scott's eight inch cock stabbed him in all the right spots. Scott wasn't slowing down. Instead, he was breathing hard on top of Mitch and sweating all over him. Mitch's dick was hard and pressed up against his own stomach. A pool of clear precum had formed on his abs. Mitch clenched against Scott's dick with his ass muscles and let the feeling of being pulled and stretched take over.

Scott heard Mitch's moaning and suddenly felt a hot blast on his stomach. He looked down and saw Mitch's cock dancing between their sweaty abs. Ropes of white cum were shooting all over their bodies. Mitch's hands were still firmly on Scott's shoulders. The boy's head was back and his mouth was open as his fingers dug into Scott's muscles.

Scott leaned in and stuck his tongue into Mitch's mouth. He kissed the boy as his orgasm continued. Then Scott reached down and scooped up some of Mitch's cum. He stuck his fingers into his mouth and savored the salty-sweet load. After he had swished it around in his mouth and mixed it with his saliva, he snowballed it into Mitch's mouth. Mitch licked it up and let it bubble between his lips before swallowing it down.

"You're such a slut." Scott said.

"Just keep fucking me." Mitch replied.

"Fucking tight pussy." Scott mumbled, "You're such a hot fucking lay."

Mitch continued to egg Scott on until finally he felt the jock's cock swell in his ass. Scott plunged deep into Mitch. He wanted to plant his load so far into the kid that it would never come out. As his cock spasmed and his thick seed spilled into Mitch's gut, Mitch grabbed onto Scott's ass and pulled him against his body. He also wanted it deep inside of him.

Scott collapsed against as his orgasm ended. He moved his hands to Mitch's face and started to play with his lips and mouth. Slowly, his cock slid out of Mitch's ass.

"You're so hot." Scott said. "Jesus, I could play with you all day."

"Yeah," Mitch panted. "Are you going to make me into your toy? A little toy to be played with by a big jock?"

Scott's hands roamed down Mitch's side and then found his asshole. His fingers dipped inside the gaping hole which had been stretched wide by his thick dick.

"Fucking golden pussy, you've got here." Scott moaned.

Mitch just clamped down on Scott's fingers and groaned. He knew he could go again if Scott was up to it.

• • • • • • Outside of the sauna, Colin was busy cleaning up the cum that was trailing down the door. He had come looking for Scott when his 'break' turned into first a half-hour and then nearly an hour. As he walked through the locker room he had heard moaning coming from the unoccupied sauna.

There was no window in the door, but Colin heard it all. He heard Scott's deep grunting, but also Mitch egging the jock on. Mitch, a muscle bound high-school jock, sounded like a total slut when it came to cock, and Colin imagined having a go at the boy's hole.

He rubbed his softening nine-inch cock. Cum hung from the lip of his ample foreskin. He stuck his finger inside and played with his glans a little bit before tucking it back into his gym shorts.

He was going to have to talk to Scott about Mitch, and he was definitely going to have to find a way to get a piece of that kid's ass.

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