Where is he? You'd think some stunning example of fourteen-year-old blond boyhood would stand out around here. Ah, there he is.
"Malcolm!"
Such loyalty. I watch as Malcolm's head jerks round, he recognizes me and smiles and starts trotting over towards me. His mate's eyes look over and they go back to their conversation.
"Yo Toby."
"Go find the others, tell them nothing tonight until I give the signal."
"Why?"
"Justin. He's new, doesn't know the rules. I thought I could break him in by introducing him to your ass ... with my dick in it of course."
Malcolm looks round, checking out to see if anyone heard before he gives me a grin and nod and heads off. I watch his cute little bum wiggle as he runs away. Mind you, it's hardly a bum. He's been coming to the gymnastics club for a few years now and he still hasn't built up any real muscles. You know how some boys have that "bubble butt", well Malcolm don't have any butt. Oh sure, he's got some tight little glutes, but run a hand down from his back to his pale skinny little thighs and you'll barely have to detour over his butt -- it's almost flat. I just love fucking him and he just loves being fucked. Cause he's got no butt to speak of I can really shove my dick deep into him. I swear his ring has been clamped right around the base of my dick, any deeper and my balls would have been in him too.
The rest of the day at school passes and I make my way over to the clubrooms that are just a block along from school. We start pulling equipment out and setting up. I make my way around each boy -- "You get the message about the rules" ... "Yeh."
We did our warm up. Because I was the oldest at seventeen they all knew that when coach was away I was in charge, coach had reminded them all last week anyway so Justin also knew and accepted my directions without question. We split up into groups after the warm up to make our way around the various equipment, I allocated Malcolm, Justin and myself to one group. We started with the parallel bars and then the rings, next we moved to the floor.
Malcolm was going through his routine that included a straddle balance. He barely held it before carrying on.
"Stop! What was that?"
"A straddle balance," Malcolm smiled guiltily.
"Start from the beginning again and hold that straddle balance until I say so."
I slipped over to my bag and grabbed out the small tube of KY. Wandering back over to the floor I yelled, "And that was a sloppy handstand!" Malcolm continued and got to the straddle balance. I walked out onto the floor motioning Justin to follow me, "What do you think of his straddle balance?" We both walked around Malcolm. God he looked cute. On the days when coach was away he wore a pair of old competition shorts made from a thick cotton spandex blend, they were short and tight. I stopped round behind him.
Pushing my shorts down my thighs I squeezed some KY onto my rapidly hardening dick and pulled the leg of Malcolm shorts to one side exposing his hole, he wasn't wearing any underwear -- he knew the rules.
"What are you doing," Justin exclaimed as his jaw hit the floor. (And my dick isn't that big!)
"Making sure he can hold his straddle balance properly," I said as I pushed my dick head in through Malcolm's sphincter and eased my shaft up his shute.
"You're ... Fuck! Your ... dick ... fucking!" Justin spluttered as I started fucking Malcolm in earnest, slamming my dick into its hilt and then pulling back again. Malcolm kept his pose perfectly, arms out to the side, feet securely planted apart and bent at right angles at his waist.
"Perhaps I should explain the rules to you," I said to Justin, "When coach is away I'm in charge. You know that much already. But there are a few other rules you need to know too. Number One, only one item of clothing below the waist." I looked over to Justin. "You wearing underwear?" He nodded. "Lose the shorts."
"But... " he protested.
"Rule number two, anybody discovered to be wearing more than one item below the waist gets tied to the pommels and anybody can fuck him as often as he likes for the rest of the session. Want all of us to fuck you?" He shook his head. "Then lose the shorts now!"
He undid the Velcro fly and let his shorts fall to his ankles. He was wearing pink (!) bikini underwear with blue elastic around the waist and legs. His dick was already hard and tenting them out and he looked to have a nice sized pair of balls snuggled in there.
"Very nice. I hope to get to enjoy what's in there very soon. Rule number three, sex is not compulsory but is expected. If you don't want to enjoy our company on the days that coach is away each month then don't bother turning up. That's why Kelvin isn't here today. But I think your dick is trying to tell us that you like the look of this, come closer and watch."
Justin stepped closer and looked down as my dick plunged in and out of Malcolm. "Doesn't that hurt?"
Malcolm's head twisted round, "Fuck No. It's wonderful, if he keeps that up much longer I'm going to cream my shorts. You want to fuck me next?"
Justin swallowed hard and groped at his dick. I reached for his balls and massaged them and was rewarded with a moan of pleasure from him.
"Take a look around."
Justin started looking round the gym. The others had noticed my unsubtle signal and had started enjoying themselves. Brian was hanging upside down from the parallel bars sucking on Tim's dick while Tim sucked on Brians -- sixty-nine with a difference. Carl was lying on his back on the vault and Jonathon was fucking him.
"Justin, come round here. I want to suck your dick."
Justin walked up and Malcolm grabbed his underwear and tucked it under his balls. He placed his lips around Justin's dick and sucked it in. Justin moaned loudly and he almost buckled at the knees, the new experience obviously almost overwhelming him. I reached around Malcolm's waist and rubbed his hard dick through the material of his shorts as I continued to pound his arse. A few more strokes and I was rewarded as Malcolm came in his pants, the spasms of his sphincter pulling me over the edge and I unleashed spurt after spurt inside him.
Malcolm lifted his head from Justins dick, "Justin, fuck me now."
I pulled out of Malcolm and Justin moved back behind him and pushed his dick in and started thrusting madly.
"That's fine now cause I've loosened him up. But you'll need to learn to go slowly when you fuck someone for the first time in a session." I don't think he heard me, He was totally absorbed with the sensations coming from his dick. Being so virginal it took him but a few strokes and I could tell he was cumming -- though it wasn't hard to guess with all the screaming. I moved round behind him and held him up as he went weak at the knees. I eased him slowly to the floor. Malcolm and I laid down either side of him and we all started kissing each other.
"Justin, want to try it?"
"What?" Justin said looking at Malcolm.
"I want to fuck you."
"Ah ... I don't know."
"Come over to the crash mats. I'll show you something else first. You can say stop any time you want." We headed over to the crash mats under the high bar. "Lie down on your back." Malcolm and I grabbed Justin's underwear and stripped it off him. He had the narrowest stripe of a tan line around his dick and balls and across his waist -- I hope I get to see whatever pair of speedos he wore to get that tan line. Malcolm started jerking on Justin's dick and kissing him. I lifted one of his legs up and out, squirted some KY onto my finger and leant down and started massaging around Justin's rosebud. He moaned and his arsehole flared and contracted. I circled a few more times before I started pushing into him, gently oscillating but going deeper and deeper each time. I started hitting pay dirt -- his prostate. Again I was rewarded with a deep throaty moan. I started to ease a second finger in and got him really loosened up. Malcolm grabbed the tube of KY and slathered some onto his dick and moved down. He lifted both of Justin's legs up resting his ankles on his shoulders. I slipped my fingers out of Justin and Malcolm quickly replaced them with his dick and slid smoothly into the hilt. Stopping there he looked down at Justin.
"Feels good?"
Justin moaned and nodded and grabbed hold of his dick and started jerking it furiously. "Fuck me."
Malcolm didn't need any more words of encouragement but kindly started his thrusting with slow shallow strokes. Tim and Brian had wandered over from the parallel bars to watch as Justin lost his virginity to Malcolm. They'd both shucked all their clothes and stood there slowly jerking their dicks as they watched Malcolm's puny glutes flex and thrust. I got down on my knees before them and sucked Tim's dick into my mouth and reached across and played with Brian's balls. Within a few minutes Justin's moaning had reached fever pitch, I stopped sucking on Tim and turned round to watch. Malcolm was slamming his groin hard up against Justin's bum with each stroke causing the whole crash mat to shake with each impact.
Justin's dick erupted spraying cum liberally all over his chest. Malcolm withdrew from Justin, jerked his dick a couple of times and added his spurts of cum to the mess. Tim and Brian quickly kneeled up either side of Justin and furiously pumped their fists, cumming almost simultaneously. Tim aimed for Justin's face while Brian aimed for his groin. Then we all leant down and started licking it up. Justin giggled and squirmed, tickled by all the tongues dancing across his body.
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