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Wrestling Drew - Part 3
It is now a couple of weeks later. A couple of very tough weeks for you: Coach has decided to make you his personal project, to make you the toughest, strongest 18 year old wrestler ever! He now has you show up after class EVERY day, to teach you wrestling holds, to push you hard in every workout, to push you through the pain barrier, to make sure you're following the diet he set up for you, and to massage you and turn the both of you on until you both cum uncontrollably. All these workouts are having an incredible effect on your body though: you're getting noticeably more pumped and bigger, yet more defined every day it seems. And you're feeling more physical and hornier than you have ever been. You love showing off your new-and-improved body at school, showing the other guys that you're more muscular than they can even dream of being, so you end up wearing skin-tight tank tops to show off your pecs, delts and arms (even in cold and wet weather). Sometimes you wear shirts that are so thin, even your 6-pack abs can clearly be seen underneath. And all this physicality turns you on, so you wear super tight shorts that show off your big hard-on and rock hard bubble butt. You gave up on wearing underwear a while ago, in order to show off more!
(At first, the high school was going to tell you that you were violating the dress code, but as your Coach I managed to persuade the principal that you were a good example to the other students. After all, the high school had always believed in producing well-rounded students who excelled in academic as well as sports achievements. The principal finally agreed with me that you were a fine example in both regards, and showing off your body would only lead to other guys improving their bodies as well!)
Every morning, you woke up with a hard-on, with your dick drooling all over the sheets. You had decided that with your new, sexy body, you were going to sleep naked, and the feel of your aching muscles turned you on in your sleep. So every morning, you jacked off while feeling up your muscles and thinking about the workouts you now had every day, and how Coach would feel you up all over, and slither all over your body! It got you so hot, your cum came flying out and splattered all over your chest and even onto your chin!
Then it was time to jump into the shower, clean yourself up, towel off, and struggle to force your dick into those skin-tight shorts and your big pecs into your muscle shirt. Then breakfast, kiss Mom goodbye, and rush to catch the bus for the long ride to school. You were saving up for a car, but you didn't have the money yet, and your new sexy clothes were important too!
Running to catch the bus, your legs were aching. With Coach's new workout routine, it seemed the muscle aches just never went away. And the bruises on your arms, pecs, legs and abs from your toughness training seem to be a permanent fixture! You wonder if you're going to be able to keep it up, but your drooling dick tells you you're definitely going to try! You shiver in the cold, waiting at he bus stop, but the fact that other people at the bus stop (and on the long ride into town in the bus) are covertly checking you out, makes it all worth it! No way you're going to cover up your big quads with long pants, or your delts with a jacket!
Once in school, you wander around the hallways, deliberately taking the long way to get to your locker, in order to show yourself off to more guys! A lot of the boys `accidentally' bump into you as you walk by in the crowded hallway, and slide their hands all over you. When you finally get to your locker, you notice that Nick, the skinny little guy with the locker next to you, is staring at you.
"What the hell are you looking at?" , you grumble.
"N..n..n..nothing, Drew" he stutters. But he can't tear his gaze away from your body.
You deliberately start flexing your pecs and arms while you put your books in your backpack. You secretly enjoy the attention (and the fact that all the other guys near you have turned around to look at the both of you) but you don't want this geek to know it, so you glare at him. Nick sees the striations pop into view all over your arms and delts, and moans involuntarily.
"What? Do I fucking turn you on, you little creep?" With that, you wrap your arms around him (all 5`2", 95lbs of him), nearly crush him with your strength, and lift him up and push him into his locker, slamming the door shut. You quickly grab your backpack and hold it in front of you as you walk to class, so nobody can see how this bullying turned you on so much, your dick is pulsing in your shorts, ready to shoot! All you have to do is glare, and the crowd parts in front of you, making way for you so you don't do to them what you do to Nick! You revel in the feeling of power.
In class, you sit down and get ready for history class. As you place your book on the desk, you notice that the high school's football quarterback, Sam, slides into the desk next to yours. With both of you being big guys for your age (although he's nowhere near as big as you), your shoulders are almost rubbing against each other. Class starts, but isn't very interesting. You're bored, and have your arms resting on the desk, while you're looking around. Suddenly you notice that Sam is looking at your arms, and places his left arm on the desk, next to your right arm, almost touching! You pretend not to notice, wondering what's going on. The quarterback is ogling the two arms, next to each other. Then he starts to flex his arm, as hard as he can. He relaxes, then flexes it again, pumping up his arm bit by bit. Now you know what he's doing: he wants to see if his arm is as big as yours! You smirk, but don't let him see it. You pretend you haven't noticed anything, while watching Sam from the corner of your eye. You keep your arm relaxed, while watching Sam flex and relax his arm, trying to get it as big as possible. Then Sam flexes his arm one last time, and holds it, pumping as much blood into the muscle as possible. Then he moves his arm even closer, almost touching yours, so he can compare and see whose arm is bigger. Just then, you suddenly flex your arm and it just balloons up in size, veins popping up all over. At the same time, you turn your head and look straight at Sam, smirking. It isn't even close: your arm absolutely dwarfs the quarterback's! Sam turns beet-red with embarrassment, and quickly slides his arm off the table. Here he is, quarterback of the high school football team, a major athletic stud, and he's just been blown away! You love having embarrassed him like this, and decide to take it a little further, because embarrassing other studs is such a turn-on. So you drop your right arm down below the desk, and roll up the right leg of your shorts, revealing your muscular right leg. You notice that Sam is watching what you're doing from the corner of his eyes, still embarrassed. With your right hand you grab his left hand, and place it on your right leg. Then you straighten your leg below the desk, and flex it as hard as you can. The striations pop up all over your quads, and Sam can feel the muscle moving under the your skin. You whisper in his ear: "Now that's what a REAL man's body is like, Sam!" The jock quickly pulls his hand away, turns even more red, slides away a bit, and looks in the opposite direction, his ego crushed. The rest of class, whenever you see Sam looking anywhere near you, you flex your arms, pecs or legs to humiliate him even more. You love mind-fucking the jock like that! It turns you on so much, your big dick is rock-hard, and drooling precum. Needless to say, this embarrasses the quarterback even more, because you outclass him in that regard as well! At the end of history class, he can't get out of the classroom quickly enough.
During the lunch break, you see Sam talking to some girls outside in a corner. He's known as quite the ladies man (like most quarterbacks), and you decide to have some fun, so you go outside too. The sun has come out and it's nice and warm now, so you strip off your shirt and walk up to the little group. The girls were all over the quarterback, but now that they see your body, they are interested in you too. Meanwhile Sam, having flashbacks of history class, has lost his bravado and has a bit of a worried expression on his face.
One of the girls coos: "Wow, Drew, you've been working out, haven't you? I think you are even bigger than Sam!" Without even knowing it, she plays right into your hands!
You reply: "Well, Cindy, are you sure? Sam is the quarterback after all, he's quite built! What do you think, Sam?" Sam doesn't reply, but he squirms a bit, so you stand right in front of him.
"Come on Sam, take off your shirt so that the ladies can compare." The girls giggle. Sam doesn't respond to your challenge, but takes a step back from you. He already knows you are stronger and more muscular than he is, but he doesn`t want the girls to know. You take a step forward, backing Sam into a corner.
"Come on Sam, are your arms as big as this?" you say, flexing your biceps. The quarterback pushes himself back into the corner as far as he can, trying to get away from you. He has always been the bully himself, but now he's on the receiving end, and he doesn't quite know how to handle it. He would like to fight his way out, but he knows you are much stronger, and he would just end up being beaten up in front of the girls. And being backed into a corner, he can't run away either. So he just goes along with what you're doing, while desperately looking for a way out.
"Come on, Mr. Quarterback, are your pecs as big as these?" And with that, you grab the back of his neck, and force his face into your sweaty armpit. At the same time, you whisper in his ear: "Lick, buddy, or you'll get a beating like you've never seen before!". And the incredible happens: the quarterback, who hasn't been bullied in more than ten years, sees no other way out and starts to lick your armpit.
Sandy, Sam's girlfriend and one of the girls in the group, shrieks and yells: "Yuck! Sam! Stop that this minute!"
You feign surprise at what is happening, and say "Sam, what are you doing?" Meanwhile, without anybody being able to see it, you mash the quarterback's face even harder into your armpit, to make it clear to him he'd better not stop. At the same time, you take your other hand and start to rub Sam's crotch, again with your body blocking the view, so no-one can see it. After all, even a straight guy like Sam will get hard if someone's playing with his dick and balls! You mash Sam's mouth all over your pits and chest, while making it look as though you are trying to pull his head away from you. Seeing what she thinks is her boyfriend slobbering all over you, Sandy shrieks again and runs away, sobbing. Finally you push Sam away and take a couple of steps back. "Damn, Sam, what the fuck was that all about?" you say, turning and walking away, leaving the quarterback standing there with a surprised look on his face and a hard-on tenting his pants. The girls quickly walk away as well, talking to everyone who'll hear it: "Did you see that? I never knew Sam was gay! He just started licking poor Drew's armpits and got a hard-on! It was disgusting!" You smile inwardly as you walk away. If only they knew!
That afternoon, you had gym class. In the swimming pool this time, Coach had decided you guys were going to play water polo. While everybody is changing in the locker room, you see Mike, Jake and Sean whispering to each other in the corner. They obviously haven't forgotten how you beat them in the pose-down and the pushup contest! They want revenge! Oh well, you figure you can take anything they'll dish out, especially after the last couple of weeks of toughness training from Coach! Speaking of Coach, I walk in just as you're about to slip on your mid-cut swim trunks. I call Mike, Jake, Sean and you aside and give you guys a warning.
"I know you guys haven't been getting along for a while, and I know that during water polo a lot of players try to get away with stuff like ball grabbing and the likes, thinking I won't see what happens under water. Well, I'll be on the lookout, so don't try anything funny. Understood?"
You answer: "Understood, Coach."
As the other guys are leaving the locker room and heading for the pool, I call you aside and hand you some different trunks. "Try these on, Drew. Now that you're building up your body, you should show off every inch of it."
You try them on. They are tiny little bikini briefs, but they're so tight you can barely get them over your big thighs. "Coach, I think these are too small. They don't fit me!"
"Sure they do, Drew, just let me help you." With that, I use both hands to stretch the trunks so they slide over your tree-trunk thighs, then I help them all the way into position, sliding my hands all over your ass, cock and balls. The trunks are VERY tight, giving your dick, balls and bubble-butt a slight squeeze that turns you on. They are also cut very small, BARELY covering your dick and balls, and the Brazilian-cut back exposes about half of each butt-cheek! Then I give you a kiss, and send you out to the pool. As you're walking toward the door, you can feel the Speedo slip into your butt crack, exposing even more of your muscular ass. You start to pull it back into position, but then you hear Coach say: "Leave it Drew, you have a great ass. Why not show it off to the other guys AND ME!"
Why not indeed, you think, as your dick starts to throb a little at the thought, and you stop for a while to feel yourself up before the others can see you. You decide to quickly do 100 pushups and squats to pump up your body, so it will show even better. Then you rub your hands all over the engorged muscles, feeling their strength and warmth. You rub your hands over your delts, your upper arms (first giving them a quick pump to feel the biceps balloon up, the straightening them to feel the horseshoe triceps pop up), then you slide your hands over to your pecs, squeezing them hard and flexing at the same time. They turn hard as concrete when flexed, then slightly pliable when relaxed, then hard as concrete again. Your hands continue downward over the rock-hard abs, almost getting caught in the deep ridges between the hard muscles, then you slide your hands over to your butt. They feel like two warm boulders, with just the slightest bit of fabric in the crack between them. Finally you massage your legs, flexing them to feel the muscles popping to the surface, almost like they'll try to break through the paper-thin skin (you've lost nearly all your body fat, so you feel every bit of movement). You don't dare touch your cock, because you know that will cause you to shoot right away!. Then, just as you're straightening up again, you suddenly feel my bare arms slide around you, grabbing you from behind and grabbing your nipples. I give them a hard twist, causing you to yelp, but at the same time they begin to feel real good, like they're glowing. "Don't forget to show these babies off, Drew!" Sure enough, when I finally let them go, they pop up much bigger than before, drawing even more attention to your chest. At the same time you feel my hard, Speedo-clad dick rubbing between your ass-cheeks.
"I fucking LOVE the way these little yellow trunks fit you, Drew! They're really posing trunks, not swim trunks, so they're unlined, but I'm sure you won't mind showing off the family jewels a bit!" I give your cock a quick squeeze, causing it to get so hard you almost cum, then I say "Time to show you off, boy!" and push you out of the locker room.
As you walk into the pool area, you suddenly hear Mike yell: "Hey guys, look at Drew. He's wearing a banana hammock." But just then I walk out behind you and say "What was that, Mike?"
"Nothing, Coach" Mike replies, turning beet-red. "I was just trying to remember a joke about a banana in a hammock, but I forgot the punch line."
You quickly look behind you to see why he so suddenly changed his tune, and the sight almost takes your breath away. Here's your 27 year old Coach (9 years older than you), all 6'2" of him, even stronger than you (although the difference is getting smaller), wearing a tight white Speedo himself! You can clearly see the outline of my big dick!
You guys get in the pool, I divide you in two teams (Mike, Sean and Jake end up in one team, you're in the other team), the teams each huddle for a moment, then I blow the whistle and the game begins. Mike's team won the toss, so he serves and passes the ball to Jake, who in turn tries to pass it to Sean, but the ball gets intercepted by one of your teammates. You use your powerful arms & legs to swim deep into the opposing team's territory, much faster than any of your teammates. You love the way how you feel, slicing through the water in your tiny trunks. Your teammate passes the ball to you, just as Mike and Jake swim up to you. You kick with your bulging leg muscles, ready to throw the ball over Mike's head (who is trying to block you), when Jake (who is behind you) suddenly sticks his hand between your legs and squeezes your balls as hard as he can. Pain flashes through your body, and the ball flies wide of the goal. Jake gives one last extra hard squeeze as Mike says: "Welcome to hell, Drew! It's payback time."
As Jake lets go and you regain your breath, you complain to Coach, but I tell you I didn't see anything, Mike was in the way.
The game gets under way again. Since you threw the ball out of bounds, Mike's team starts off. Mike passes the ball to Sean, and you speed over there to block him. As you get to Sean, he passes the ball to one of his teammates on the other side of he pool. You turn, ready to swim over there, but find yourself surrounded by Mike, Jake and Sean. Sean and Jake each grab one of your arms while shielding you from my view. Then Mike reaches down with both hands, grabbing your nuts and clamping down hard. At the same time, Sean and Jake each grab one of your nipples with their free hand, and twist and pinch them like crazy, while Mike really mashes your balls. Pain wracks your body, but instead of screaming for help, you decide to fight back. You need your legs to stay afloat, but you try to pull your arms free. Jake and Sean quickly release your nipples, so they can hold on to your arms with both hands. Mike, sensing his time might be coming to an end, redoubles his efforts to pull, twist and crush your balls. Your eyes start to water, but finally your powerful arms overcome Jake and Sean. You push them away, then you grab Mike's nuts. Before you can even get a good hold, Mike lets go of your nuts and yells "Coach!". I turn around (having been distracted by the fact that your teammates just scored a goal), and yell "Drew, I told you, no ball grabbing!" You try to explain that you were only doing what he did to you, but I tell you that I didn't see Mike do anything wrong, just you.
The entire first half of the game goes like this. You try to play water polo as best you can, but you soon realize that Mike, Sean and Jake are not there for water polo at all, they just try to cause you as much pain as they can. And because the three of them can work together to shield their activities from my view, they get away with it, whereas you get caught every time you try to do something back. And with your big balls in your tight, tiny trunks, they're an easy target, while Mike, Sean and Jake wear bigger, more slippery and protective trunks. So your big balls start to hurt more and more as the first half winds down. In fact, you're surprised you've survived it so far without giving up! At the end of the first half, you're trying to fight back again, this time grabbing Jake's balls, when I blow the whistle to signal the end of the half and yell: "Drew! I told you already, NO BALLGRABBING! Come over here!"
You swim on over and in one smooth movement, hoist yourself out of the pool. You're so upset with what's gone on and with me not noticing, that you don't even see the guys in the pool whose attention is riveted to your arms & back as you pull yourself up, then your ass (which is now pretty much on full display, your trunks having slid fully into your ass crack) as you swing your legs up and walk after me, into the office.
Once in the office, you complain about the ball grabbing and show me your balls and nipples, which are beginning to bruise. My answer surprises you.
"Yes, Drew, I know they're playing dirty. In fact, that's why I decided to have you guys play water polo today. I knew they would try to grab your balls and try to hurt them, they would have done the same in the gym, but at least here when they knee you in the balls, the water slows the hit a bit, so they can't do any permanent damage. In fact, I hope they will continue to hurt you: it's part of your toughness training!"
"But Coach! It really hurts!"
"Yes it does, Drew, but after the toughness training of the last couple of weeks, it's nothing you can't handle, is it?"
You admit that you've done well so far. It hurts like fuck, but you can take it.
"Exactly. Just what I wanted. You've already defeated Mike in the pose-down contest, proving that you look much better, you defeated Mike, Jake AND Sean in the pushup contest, proving that you're much stronger, now I want you to show them that you are much tougher. In the second half, I want you to stop defending yourself. Just play water polo, and give all three of them full access to your balls, dick and nipples. Let them cause you as much pain as they can, and show them that you can take it and a hell of a lot more than that! Then you will have defeated them in body, in strength AND in toughness. They'll be humiliated!
You think it over for a moment, and then you start to get a huge boner! The thought of those three doing their utmost to hurt you, while you simply tough it out and ask for more is an incredible turn-on! I slide my hands over your beefy, defined pecs and give your bruised nipples a twist. You moan, half in pain and half in lust. Your dick starts to throb. You feel how the pain is turning to pleasure, and you grab my hands and slide them down your abs, across your dick and onto your balls.
"I love how you look in these trunks, Drew."
You look down. "Oh wow! They've become all see-through!" And it's true: the thin, unlined yellow posing trunks show off every inch of your throbbing boner and balls! You move my hands all over your balls, and start to squeeze them a little.
"Yeah, Drew! Show off how tough you are! Let those guys know you'll beat them in that respect too!" The pain in your balls turns into an incredible turn-on. Some precum squirts out of your dick, which has popped over the waistband of your trunks. You use my hands to rub the precum all over your abs and chest, while flexing them. I lick my lips, then tell you it's time to return to the pool for the second half, before the other guys start to wonder where we are.
You stuff your dick back in your trunks, where it causes an obscene bulge. Then you proudly walk out to the pool. All the guys look up as you get there, your dick and balls on full display in the see-through tiny trunks. Standing at the edge of the pool, you decide to REALLY give them something to look at. You start to pose for them. First a front double bicep pose. You flex as hard as possible, causing your arms to grow to unbelievable proportions. The vein that runs across them starts to throb, as does your dick. Then you do a front lat spread, showing them how wide your cannonball-like shoulders and back have become. Next, it's side chest. You turn your upper body from side to side, to give everybody a great view of it. Meanwhile you slide your hands all over your pecs, squeezing them to feel how hard they are. You can feel the muscle move as you flex it. You rub your nipples and moan, and your cock tents out your trunks, making all the guys wish THEY had a dick that big. Then you turn around and show them a rear lat spread. You roll your shoulders, and the guys all see the muscle writhing all over your back. Your muscle definition is incredible. You bend over into a moon-pose, contracting the glutes. With the tiny trunks all wedged into your ass-crack, every inch of your bubble-butt is on full display! Then, for the grand finale, you straighten up, turn around, and go straight into a most-muscular. Your bi's, tri's, delts, pecs, quads and abs are all flexed as hard as you can, nearly popping through the skin! You see several of the guys grabbing their cocks and jerking them vigorously at the incredible sight! But Mike, Jake and Sean are seething with anger. They wanted to humiliate you today, making you look like a crybaby, but instead here you are showing everybody your awesome, ripped bod, making every guy wish they were you!
You relax, shake out the muscles, and then you dive into the pool, ready for the second half of the water polo match.
The second half starts. Your team serves, and your teammate passes the ball to you. You see Mike, Sean and Jake heading straight for you, so you kick with your legs to get as high out of the water as possible, throw the ball, and score! Sean reaches you at almost the same moment, and grabs your balls. Instead of fighting him off, like you would have in the first round, you decide to take my advice and to simply tough it out and take whatever Sean can dish out. As Mike and Jake take up their position to block you from view, Sean starts to squeeze your nuts. You just keep treading water, leaving your balls wide open. The pain level starts to increase, but you're tough enough to handle it. In fact, it kinda makes you horny! It's like a warm glow, spreading from your balls through your dick, into your lower abs! Your dick starts to throb at the thought that Sean is trying to hurt your balls as best he can, and you're actually enjoying it! To embarrass Sean even more, you smile at him. Seeing this, Jake gets mad. He can't believe that Sean can't hurt your nuts enough to wipe that smile off your face, so he angrily pushes Sean out of the way, and grabs your nuts himself. Jake is stronger and more muscular than Sean, so he thinks he'll make you hurt far more. Still treading water, without fighting back, you leave your crotch wide open for Jake. The pain is stronger than before, but so is the pleasure. Just then, Coach calls out for you guys to break up. You forgot all about the game! As you swim back to your team, you see me giving you a big thumbs up.
Jake gets to serve this time. The ball is played back and forth, and ends up with Sean. Immediately, you start to swim right for him and as you're swimming past Jake, going at full-speed, Jake reaches out and grabs your balls. Suddenly being stopped by your balls hurts like hell. In fact, the force is so great, your trunks rip right off. Instead of trying to swim away, however, you turn to face Jake, and put one leg on each side of him. He's surprised that you would willingly do that, but it helps him to squeeze your bare nuts as hard as he can, so he doesn`t complain! He grabs your ball bag with both hands, and starts crushing your nuts with all his might. His golf-ball size biceps pop up from the effort. Instead of crying in pain however, you just start to flex your own arms, right there in front of him. Your baseball size biceps pop up, and dwarf his arms. Then you start flexing your chest, running your hands all over your striated pecs and pinching your nipples. Mike and Sean see this and, angry that you're not hurting enough, grab your nipples and start to twist them hard. The pleasure/pain is now radiating from your balls all throughout your lower body, and from your nipples all throughout your chest. It's like a really pleasant glow, and making fools of Jake, Mike and Sean makes it even better! So you tell Jake: "Oh yeah, Jake! That feels great! Squeeze HARDER buddy!" Jake flushes red in embarrassment, and Mike angrily shoves Jake aside, saying: "Jake, you fucking wimp! Let me at those nuts!" Mike squeezes your nuts now, while Jake and Sean torture your pecs and nipples. The pain goes up another notch, but you're still tough enough to stick it out. You swing your legs up, and Sean and Jake grab them because they think you're trying to get away. Mike starts to smile, but the smile quickly fades when they notice that instead of trying to swim away, or kick your way out, you just decided that it would be more comfortable to be supported by Jake and Sean, instead of having to tread water all the time. In fact, you grab your dick, which was bobbing around in the water, and start to jack off!
It helps to tough out the pain, and you know it's going to piss the three tormentors off even more! Sure enough, Jake lets go of your leg (causing you to wrap your legs around Mike, to stay afloat), and grabs your left nut with both hands. Mike grabs your right nut with both his hands, and both of them start to squeeze. The pain is incredible now, but you are amazed to find out you can STILL handle it. Coach's toughness training is sure helping! In fact, when Sean starts to twist your nipples and Mike and Jake crush and twist your balls, you suddenly shoot your cum! The first shot clouds the water white, then the incredible sensations cause you to flex your muscle and butt, popping the head of your dick above water, and cumshot 2 and 3 squirt all over Mike's chest! Just then, I blow the whistle, as the gym class has come to an end. It's only then that Sean, Mike and Jake notice that the two teams stopped the game a while ago, and they're all watching what's going on. Amazed that you could take the punishment and in fact seemed to get off on it, and laughing at Mike for getting blasted by your cum! Humiliated, Mike, Jake and Sean let you go and they hurry to the locker room. The rest of the guys climb out of the pool and head to the locker room too. You start to head after them, but I call you over as soon as the other guys have left.
"Drew, it's time for your after-school private workout."
"OK, Coach. But shouldn't I put some shorts on first?" (your trunks were ripped off by Jake).
"Nah, why bother? This way I can see ALL your muscles in action, hot stuff!"
With the water cascading off your body, you look super hot, so I walk over to you, wrap my arms around you and start to French kiss you. You're still kinda new to it, but you like it! Coach's tongue slips between your lips and starts exploring your mouth. Meanwhile, I press my body up against you, so your hard chest slides across mine, my hands feel up your awesome back muscles and your cock starts jabbing into my abs. You're getting hard again! My dick is still covered by my trunks, but it is rock-hard already. It got that way while I was watching you being man-handled by Mike, Jake and Sean, and when you spewed your cum all over!
You're sliding your hands all over my back, and I grab them and put them on my muscle butt. You're kinda surprised, and don't quite know what to do.
"Did you ever play with a guy's butt, Drew?"
You answer : "No, I haven't yet. Isn't it kinda gross?"
"No, not at all, Drew. Was it gross when I was fucking you?"
"No, Coach. That was incredibly hot! It made me feel SO GOOD!"
"Alright. Well, I'll teach you all about it some time. But now it's time for your workout. Let's go to the gym."
We walk into the gym (which is right next to the swimming pool in the high school`s sports complex). Me in my Speedo, you stark naked. Both of us with hard-ons. I lead you over to the Hammer Strength incline press machine and load it up with weights for you. It feels a little weird for you, working out stark naked with your dick and balls lying on the seat. However, working your massive upper chest muscles while looking at me standing right in front of you, your dick is soon no longer lying on the seat. It's standing straight up, throbbing against your belly! I have you do three sets, straining against the weights. Your pecs are getting pumped up, and I get turned on seeing the rope-like muscles writhing under your wet, shiny skin! I start to rub my dick through my trunks with my right hand, while rubbing your chest with my left hand. You wince when I flick your bruised nipples, but continue to pump the weights rhythmically. You take a quick breather between the first and second set, then start pumping again. I slide my hand down to your abs and squeeze them a bit. They're hard as a rock! You grunt with the effort of the workout, while I slide my hand down and wrap it around your dick. Every time you push the weights up, I slide my hand up your dick. As you lower the weights, I slide my hand back down to your pubes. You're getting a slow jack-off while pumping your pecs! Again, a short break between sets, then the third set. You're pumping again, and Coach drops to his knees in front of you and says: "I don't want you to cum yet, Drew! Just enjoy it." Then I lean forward and give you a blowjob. You shudder, and almost lose grip of the handles. But you manfully keep going, despite nearly being driven crazy with horniness! You start to sweat, which causes your pecs to shine. You throw your head back in frustration. It just feels TOO GOOD! I notice you're about to blow your load, so I let your dick slip out of my mouth and move on to your nipples. You groan as I start to tongue them. I lick all over your pumped, striated chest while you continue the incline presses. I love slobbering all over the engorged chest and nipples, feeling the muscle expand and contract while nipping it gently. I suck one of your inflamed nipples into my mouth, and start to suck in earnest, just as you finish the third and final set. You drop the handles and grab my head, mashing my face into your chest, then sliding it to your other nipple. Fuck, you're horny! You try to grab your dick with one hand, while guiding my mouth all over your pumped pec with the other, but I stop you from jacking off. I give your bruised nipple one last bite, then I pull back.
"Time for the military press, Drew!"
You have to catch your breath for a moment, then walk over to do a seated military press. As you start to pump the dumbbells up and down, I stand in front of you and turn around. I bend over and slowly slide my trunks down. Your cannonball delts are getting pumped, your dick is rock-hard, and now you see Coach's butt slowly being revealed, inches away from your face! The white, revealing trunks, slowly slide down my hard, muscular glutes. My ass is revealed bit by bit, then I slide them down my hamstrings, down all the way and I step out of them, just as you finish your first set. You drop the weights and grab my ass. It's new to you, so you don't quite know what to do, but you slide your hands all over them. Just feeling Coach's naked ass is an amazing sensation!
"Alright, Drew, time for the next set."
Frustrated, you grab the weights again, feeling your dick poking hard into your abs as you bend down. Then you hoist the dumbbells up. As you start to pump your magnificent delts again, I turn around and say "Open up, Drew." You open your mouth, and my big dick slides in. I lay my hands on your shoulders, feeling them up as you work them. You're pumping your big muscular shoulders, making them stronger, while sucking my dick and having me muscle-worship your fantastic body. You're in heaven! Your dick is drooling precum all over your six-pack abs and the seat below. After the second set, you're surprised when I say: "Forget about the third set, let's have you do some bench presses."
Again I won't allow you to touch your drooling dick as you walk over to the flat bench. You lie down and I load up the bar with as much weight as you've ever handled. I hand you the loaded bar, then walk around between your big legs as you start to pump. Your hard-on, still drooling, is sliding all over your abs as you pump your glorious pecs. I start to feel them up, and rub your precum all over them. I squeeze them, feeling the incredible strength and hardness. You love it, but moan softly when I start to rub your nipples.
"Still sore, hey?"
You groan, between breaths: "Yeah, they really worked them over, Coach! It hurts, but feels good at the same time when you do that!"
The first set complete, you slam the weights into the rack and you want to lie back & catch your breath. But you hear Coach say: "Let's do some supersets. Do 25 pushups for me, Drew."
You groan, but roll off the bench and get into position, because you know my workout routine is hard, but t is having incredible results. At least it's only 25 pushups, that should be easy for you.
Just as you're ready to start, you suddenly feel me lower my body onto your back. "Here's some extra weight, Drew, you're gonna do pushups with me lying on your back!" You struggle through the set, with the extra weight it's really tough, but having your naked cock bump into the floor every time you lower yourself down turns you on, and having my dick sliding between your glutes doesn't hurt! Finally you complete the set, and crumple to the floor, grinding your dick against the rubber mats. But Coach gets off you, and pulls you up.
"Time for some more benching, stud!"
You stumble over to the bench, but can't resist feeling up your pecs at the same time. They're pumped beyond belief! This workout may be killing you, but it's making the workout pump feel SO GOOD! You lay down and take the bar from me. You start to pump again, feeling your muscles almost burst out of your chest. I walk around you, between your legs. I drop to my knees, and start slobbering over your balls.
"OH GOD!" you cry out. But you still keep working your chest. I slowly start to gnaw on your bruised, black and blue nuts. It hurts, but feels real good too. "Oh Coach!" The pleasure/pain spreads from your balls into your abs, and the workout pump spreads across your upper bod. Your dick jumps up and down, squeezing out little spurts of precum. Then the second set is over, you slam the weights down and grab my head, rubbing it all over your crotch. Then I get up, and drag you off the bench for another set of two-man pushups!
You're really struggling now, your pecs and arms are quivering, but you get through the set, even though I'm reaching around you and mauling your tits with my hands. That just makes you moan and groan and squirt precum all over the mats. Then, without any more rest, I drag you back to the bench and hand you the weights. You pump with your tired, but massively pumped pecs. Your dick is harder than ever. Then I suck both of your balls into my mouth.
"OOOOHHHH!" You moan.
Coach let's your balls slide out of his mouth. "They still hurt, don't they?" You nod.
"I now what'll fix that!" I grab a condom, that I had retrieved while on my way to the bench. I roll it on your cock, and lube it up.
"Enjoy it, Drew!" And while you're still pumping, I straddle you, guide the tip of your dick into my ass. Then I massage your straining pecs and ask "Are you ready, Drew?"
You moan "Oh God yes, Coach, I'm so horny!" And with that, I lower myself down slowly. You feel your throbbing dick slowly stretching my ass, your arms and pecs glowing with heat from the workout, and my hands sliding all over your pumped chest and nipples. You can't believe you're actually fucking your Coach! I slowly pump myself up and down, in sync with the barbell.
"Does it feel good?" You moan your approval, unable to speak.
"You deserve it, Drew! You were so fuckin' tough today! Mike, Sean and Jake were trying to destroy you, they tried to crush your nipples and balls, and you just took it like it was nothing. Fuck, you`re tough!"
I feel your dick throb in my ass, and I squeeze your nips. That causes a shudder throughout your body, just as you're finally finishing up your set. You slam the barbell on the rack, grab me about the waist, and mash me down on your dick. That causes me to lose it. Spurt after spurt of cum launches from my dick, flying through the air and splattering all over your abs, pecs, face and hair! You get drenched! At the same time, my ass clamps down on your dick and you groan out loud and squirt the condom full, wave after wave of pleasure rolling across your body. You crunch up, popping your abs into ridges of muscle, grab me around the shoulders and pull me down on top of you. We kiss, enjoying the afterglow. I run my hand through your hair and grin: "So I take it you enjoyed that? "
"OOOhhhhh fuck yeah, Coach. That was amazing!"
I slide my hands all over your super-pumped body, squeezing the muscles and spreading my cum all over your pecs, your arms, your delts, your abs, your quads, your cock and your balls, which are starting to feel a lot better. With all this attention being paid to your body, your dick slowly starts to stir again. I squeeze it, and start to play with it. It responds immediately: you feel your dick growing in my hands, and it is starting to throb again as you think back to how amazing it felt to have Coach impaled on your rock-hard fuck-stick. It was your first time to fuck someone, and you'll never forget it. But you also want to do it again!
"Damn, Drew! Are you getting hard again already?! You ARE an 18 year old little horn-dog, aren't you?" I start to lick my cum off your hot body, as you grab my dick and start to play with it and jack it.
"MMMmmmmm, damn, that feels good, my little cock-wrestler!" I start to kiss you, my tongue invading your mouth and exploring all over, while you do the same to me. Our tongues wrestle each other, and it turns both of us on even more! My hands are admiring every inch of your body, while you have one hand jacking me off and the other hand is pinching and twisting my nipples. Today was a quick lesson for you in how to enjoy men's nipples! I moan in pleasure, and rub my dick all over your six-pack abs. You can feel my engorged cock sliding across every ridge!
Then I grab the lube, and put it in your hands.
"Lube me up, Drew. You're making me so damn hot that I want you to fuck me again!"
You've never done this before, so I squeeze some lube into your hand and work it all over your fingers. Then I grab your hand, and move it to my butt crack. I can feel your cock throbbing beneath me with anticipation. I swirl your finger around my hole, then slowly, gently push it in. You quickly grasp the concept, and start to play with my butt hole.
"Yeah, Drew! Slowly stretch your Coach's hole!", I moan. "Now add a second finger." You follow my instructions, and stretch my hole a little more. Then you add a third finger, before I even say anything. You suddenly get a feeling of strength and power over me, that you've never felt before! It's an incredible turn-on to feel like your dominating your 9 years older & taller Coach!
"I'm gonna fuck you, Coach!" you moan. "I'm gonna do you like you've never been done before!" With those words, you pull your fingers out of my ass (causing me to moan in disappointment), you roll me off you, get up, pull me up and bend me over the pommel horse.
"Oh yeah, Drew! FUCK ME!" My ass is almost quivering in anticipation.
You roll a condom on your dick, lube it up, and growl: "You're gonna be walking bowlegged tomorrow, Coach!" Then you slam your granite dick into my ass. I howl in response. You stay still for a moment, letting me adjust, then you start sliding in and out. At first you do it slowly, sensually. But soon you're speeding up, faster and harder. Meanwhile, your hands are roaming all over my body, groping and pulling on it. You grab my nipples and squeeze them. Meanwhile, you're ramming into my ass harder and harder. I start to moan in pure horniness. You viciously twist my nipples, loving how I arch my back in pleasure/pain in response. The fact that you're doing this to your Coach is probably the biggest turn-on of all. I was always your idol of masculinity, with my hard, in-shape body, and now you're using it for your pleasure, pummeling my ass. You're getting close, the power trip is bringing you off, so you decide to make me feel what you felt earlier. With your dick plowing my ass, so hard & fast it's turning into a blur, with one hand still ripping at my nipples, your other hand reaches down, grabs my balls and gives them a hard, vicious twist, crushing them while pulling them down as hard as you can. That does the trick: I bellow, growl, moan, then spurt my cum all over the pommel horse, my abs, my chest, even my face!. My orgasm causes my ass to clamp down hard on your dick, the soft velvet feeling suddenly turning into a vise, and you cum as a result, pumping the condom in my ass full to the brim. You're still slamming in and out, brutalizing your Coach, but you finally slow down and come to a stop, both of us exhausted. You kiss my neck, asking: "How was that, Coach?"
After catching my breath, I answer: "The best fuck I've ever had, buddy! Damn, that was amazing. We'll have to do it again REAL soon!"
And you think to yourself: "Not bad for a first-timer!"