The swimming practice
It's 5 o'clock in the morning when I heard a knock on my door. Jenny, my dad's new wife, his girlfriend of 8 years, was waking me up for me to have breakfast. I was still very sleepy from going to bed late last night. I had the very long talk with Josh, my best friend since 8th grade, who was living in the city where my family was prior to coming here. We have had jokes and a little bit of crying.
"Shut up! Don't tell me you're crying," I said teasing him when I heard him sobbing from the other line. "Don't worry, bro. I'll visit you there this summer."
J, that's how I call him, was an emotional guy. He was with his single mom in a big mansion with lots of dogs, and cars, and a mini-forest for a backyard. You were right. Josh was the son of the late company heir, Jose Antonio Cruz, who died from a car crash two years ago. Right after the funeral, J locked himself up in his room. He wouldn't go out from his room to eat. He even secluded himself from playing basketball outside with our friends. He loved his dad so much that every day his mom would call my dad asking if I can come around for a visit to convince J to at least eat something. There was one time that his mom flew me back from an eight-hour flight begging for me to see his son because, again, he's not answering back inside his room.
"J, what's up?" I asked him while I'm twisting the doorknob. He locked himself again. He was not answering. But I know how to let him let me in. I threatened J that I would leave and never to see him again. I acted as if I was stepping away thumping my soles hard on the wooden floor outside his room; then the door unlocked. He jumped right through me and gave me the tightest hug I have gotten from him.
"Don't go," he said, crying. His face was drenched from his tears. I wiped his tears with my t-shirt and fixed his hair. He smiled back and he let me enter his room. From there, we've had the longest talk, same as how long we have had the long call last night. I couldn't forget the first time I kissed him on his cheeks without malice. Kissing is a family thing and J knew about that since we grew up together.
I went downstairs and saw my dad reading the paper. Jenny was setting the table and asked me to sit next to her for breakfast. I kissed dad and greeted him good morning. Jenny never kissed me because she felt I haven't accepted her yet as my new mom. Instead, we gave each other hugs. I sat down next to her and grabbed the napkin and placed it on my lap. When she noticed that was I was still sleepy, she patted my back and said good morning. My dad cleared his throat and folded the paper. He put it down and asked if I can pass the butter to him.
"How was Junior?" he asked. Yes, Josh's real name's Jose Antonio Cruz, Jr. My dad calls him that. But he knew I call him J. I told dad that he was fine and we had a long distance call last night. Jenny reacted and now knew why I was still feeling sleepy. She even told me that I'm doing the right thing: helping J recover from the sudden loss of his dad. I took a small bite of the toasted bread and excused myself to take a shower. I went upstairs getting ready for school.
It was my first day at the university. People staring at me as I passed by the corridor accompanied by the school dean. He assisted me with my first room assigned: Biology Class. I was introduced to the whole class by Prof. James "Mr. White" Parker. He's stood tall next to me, probably 6'2", very deep manly voice, stubble beard, clean cut, grandpa gray hair. No wonder he was called Mr. White. His head was full on gray hair in a pompadour fade hairstyle.
Despite the hair color, he was just 35. They said he was born that way. He served the military for many years and that explained the very stiff body with his muscular arms, flat stomach with his 6-pack abdomen forming under his shirt. He's got the proportioned chest and an elongated neck trimmed hair visible on his neck and chin. He was also the coach for the football and swimming team. He's got the total package of a superstar sports guy.
"You may now take your seat," as he pointed me to a vacant chair next to this very intimidating guy. I took the seat and spent the rest of the day introducing myself to the new teacher and to the new group of people of every class I have attended that day.
It was time to go home and I hurriedly ran to the bus stop so I could take the front seat. But I was cut off by that intimating guy from Biology Class. He called my attention as I was slowing down to see who was calling me. He was running after me his backpack swinging from his grasp.
"Hey! New guy," he called. "Wait up."
He stood right in front of me kneeling down catching his breath. He cleared his throat and reach out his hand for a handshake. I gave him my hand and grabbed me back. He shook my hand and gripped very tightly that I was shocked I pulled my hand out from him.
"Shawn," he said. "My name's Shawn. And you're David, right? From Biology Class?"
"Yes."
He welcomed me to my new school and invited me to watch his swimming practice. He's the swimming team captain and he learned that I was a swimming team member back at my previous school. It was a good idea, I thought. At least, I can have friends with the same interest. So, we walked together at the swimming pool next to the basketball covered court.
We passed by the Olympic-sized pool that was empty and went inside the locker room. Shawn asked me if I would love to have a dip. I told him I didn't have my swimming trunks with me. I have no intention at all to bring one because I didn't know this university has a swimming team. I said I would pass but I told him I would bring one next time so I could join him for his practice. He placed his backpack inside his locker and took his shirt off. He's got the swimmer's built. His body was the same as mine, except that he was taller and his wings wider and stomach much more formed and flat.
"Stay here," he told me. "I'll just take a shower."
He pulled his pants down. He went commando, he was wearing no underwear. I saw his cock dangling in between his legs. I don't mind at all. I'm used to seeing a lot of cocks at school during swimming practice. But the thing with him was, he's stroking his dick while talking to me.
"Are you sure you're not going to dive in and join me?" he said still stroking his dick, playing and grabbing his balls. He grabbed his trunks, "No, I'll join you next time," and put his trunks on. He's fixing his cock under his swimming trunks it was bulging from his stroking.
He ran at the next room and took a shower and I sat at the nearest bench next to Shawn's locker. I could see him stroking his cock again his left arm moving rapidly it was obvious he was jacking off.
"How long have you been swimming?"
"Eight," I shouted thinking he couldn't hear me from the water splashing loudly against the tiled floor.
"Awesome!"
He turned off the shower and went out. He led me back to the swimming pool and jumped. Water splash so loud and big some of it hit my right arm. It was a strange encounter with a new guy. I've watched him had his swimming practice, taught him some techniques and we went home almost quarter past eight.
I've been joining Shawn for months on his swimming practice. He even told me to submit my application letter for the swimming team. In between those encounters, I've been receiving calls from J asking me about school and if I've found new friends. I told him about Shawn and one time, he hung up on me. Weeks have passed and I was with Shawn on his warm-up practice. He was joining a big event, a swimming tournament against different schools in the state.
"Ready?" Shawn asked. "Let's do the longest laps. Whoever quits first with the shortest lap must do a consequence."
"No!"
"Yes! Come on!" He grabbed me by the arm and unintentionally touched my dick.
He positioned himself on the starting platform. I followed suit. We fixed our goggles, and in three, two, one. Both of us dived in and raced. Shawn was on his third lap and I was catching up. The warmup practice was intense I almost gave up on my fifth. Shawn continued as he was approaching to his seventh. On the starting platform, I stopped. I only had six laps while he was about to start his eight. I climbed up from the pool and watched him arrive on the ninth lap. Shawn was amazing. He never gets tired easily and he was very determined to win the tournament.
He won last year's league and he wanted to remain the champion and receive his 3rd title for his grand slam, the first-ever in the university. I was watching him and cheering for him. I bent over and shouted to finish his 10th.
"Go! Shawn! Go for 10!"
He was almost there when all of a sudden he screamed from the top of lungs. He got himself a leg cramp and he was struggling to swim back to the starting platform. With a swimmer's instinct, I jumped in the water and swam near him. I grabbed him around his chest and put his head on top of mine. I was struggling to grab him back to the platform. While we were in the middle of the pool, I placed my other hand as I was getting tired from the warmup. As I was changing my hold, I accidentally grabbed his cock and suddenly put my hand around his chest and continued swimming back to check his leg. He was having a hard-on. His dick was growing under his swimming trunks.
I pushed him up at the pool ladder and he laid on the pavement massaging his left leg. I came near him and asked him if he was okay. I sat next to him and stretched his foot. He gave a loud scream it echoed at the pool gym. I kept massaging his legs and feet until he calmed down. I stood up and grabbed the towels. Gave him one so he could dry up. I turned my back and dried myself.
"I win."
"What?"
"I said I've won."
"Are you out of your mind?" I told him sitting back next to him. I told him it was a crazy idea to do the longest lap and he might injure himself from practice and would fail to win, or worst, not join the competition.
"You need to take it easy Shawn," I said. I could also see his cock moving and growing under his swimming trunks. The pain on his leg might be giving him arousing sensation for his cock to do that.
He laughed. He reminded me that "'Whoever quits first with the shortest lap must do a consequence,' right?"
"What an idiot!"
"Deal is a deal, bro."
I gave him a smirk and a loud hiss. "I will call for him---"
"No, you don't need to," he interrupted. "I'm okay."
He lifted both his arms telling me that he wanted me to pull him up. But I was thinking of doing it differently: instead, I'll grab his entire body and rest one of his arm around the back of my neck. I would carry him back to the locker room so we could have a shower and head back home. While I was about to come near him, he suddenly pulled me down I slammed my body on his stomach and my right arm touching and resting on his big cock. I quickly looked at him; he kissed me.
I pulled myself away from kissing more than 5 seconds and stared back at him. It took us a while to talk again.
"That's it?" I asked. "That's my consequence?" giving him a small laughing breath.
He smiled and stared right at me. He grabbed my hand and placed it on top of his dick. He was guiding it as if I was jerking him. I was hesitant but he was holding my hand and he wouldn't let it go. I could feel his dick on my hand growing and its head almost coming out from the waistband of his red Nike swimming trunks. I looked at him, and he smiled back at me again. He let go of my hands and grabbed me in the face and kissed me.
My hand still grabbing his cock. I continued rubbing it against his trunks as we locked our lips together. I placed my hand at the back of his head and returned his kiss. I could feel his tongue touching mine. He was licking my mouth, my tongue, and locked his kiss again. I was surprised when his hand grabbed my own cock. I gave a moan as he was pleasuring me. We continued kissing.
I stopped him but our mouths still close to each other. I was doing a lookout to see if nobody's around. The pool area was empty except for us two; we were still sitting on the wet pavement. He smiled at me again and kissed me. Now, I didn't have the intention to fight back: I was loving the moment of us kissing and both grabbing our now hardened cocks. Our breathing became heavier and he became so aggressive in kissing me. I rubbed his chest and played with his nipples. He, too, gave a short moan of pleasure.
I tightened my kiss and pulled his dick out from his trunks through its leg opening. I was rubbing it and playing the neck and head of his already swollen dick. I even tapped his urethral opening and lotioned his precum on his cock's head and shaft. Shawn couldn't help it now as his body stiffed, his chest tightened and his nipples sticking out. I kissed his neck and chest and licked both his nipples letting him arrive in his sexual orgasm.
He told me that we should hide in the storage area. He said, "It's a restricted area," but only the team captains and the janitors were allowed. He reassured to me that no janitor will be coming in until late evening. It was still 8 PM, so we ran straight to the storage room his hands still grabbing my dick and kissing me back.
We arrived at the storage room and we kissed. His tongue was inside my mouth and I don't know what to do to him in return. I was not used to this kind of kissing. I never learned this at home or from somewhere else. I was sure he gave me a laughing breath. He pulled his head away and looked at me, smiling. He taught me to stick my tongue out. He approached my mouth and opened his. He licked my tongue and started sucking it. The feeling was strange. They said it's what you call the "French kiss". It felt good that I moaned while he's licking my lips with his tongue while we're rubbing each other's cocks.
He grabbed my cock and pulled up my trunks. He exposed my fully erected dick and ballsack. He kissed my neck leaving red marks on my skin. Don't do that! I thought. It would be obvious when I arrive home. He knelt down next to me. He looked at me as if he was asking me for permission that he would be doing the thing that I would be experiencing for the very first time in my life. I didn't know what he really meant by staring at me or what was his intention.
Shawn was grabbing my thighs tightly and kissed my pelvic area. He licked the pubic hair poking out from my trunks' waistband. He looked at me again and he nodded, and he guided me as he pulled down my swimming trunks, and grabbed my naked ass. I was looking down at him and he was sucking my cock.
I did a sudden but soft moan as he licked the head of my cock and kissed my shaft. He glided his lips on my dick with his tongue wetting my penis and my balls. He even grabbed them as he continued mopping my dick with his tongue. "You're sexy as fuck," Shawn said. He gave me the sloppy blowjob and was heavily slurping his saliva dripping on my dick. He licked it and sucked my dick dry. All of a sudden, he gave me the most unexpected surprise from getting head. He gave me deepthroats, twice, consecutively, repetitively.
He was very good at what he was doing. Fuck! I wanted to cum in this mouth and I wanted to cum now. He raised his mouth swallowing from the base of my cock and played with my cock's neck again. He was massaging my head with his tongue. He was sucking my balls. The sensation made my body to shiver. His cock sucking weakened my knees and gave me goosebumps. I was shaking from the very deepest pleasure of getting head from him. I grabbed his hair and pushed him down and deep. He has the best skills to deepthroat my cock. Once he pulled his warm mouth out of my cock, I suddenly grabbed him up and kissed him his saliva still dripping from his lips.
The kiss got even tighter. Our chests always touching we could feel our nipples poking our skins. He went lower and licked the chest hair. It was a different feeling. The pleasure was even intense when he suddenly bit my nipples giving me the sexual urge without warning. Then, he poked his finger inside my mouth as if I was sucking his dick. Very slowly he rested his head on my left shoulder as he pulled his finger out from my mouth. He gently glided his palms on my waist and hips, and grabbed my ass and spread them. He reached his hands on my ass and started to caress my hole with his wet finger and inserted it in. My first anal fuck was from Shawn's long, sexy finger.
He pushed deeper and it gave me a pleasurable pain. He slowly pulled it out and pushed it in again. He was also fucking me with his finger I was wishing I could do the same to him but with my cock now pressing against his cock and his abs. He pulled his finger out from my hole and started to lick my armpit. Fuck! He's going to make me cum so bad I couldn't hold it any longer.
He flipped me over and slapped me against the wall. He totally pulled my trunks away from my legs as he was also pulling his. We were both naked now, having sex in the storage room. He flipped me over and I was now facing the way; he kissed my back and licking the line going down straight to my ass. He kissed both my ass cheeks and I could hear him breathing on them. I was waiting for what's his going to do next. All I know that I felt wet in my hole---Shawn started licking it; he was eating my ass without any hesitation.
"You have a fuckin' sexy ass, dude!"
I was not prepared, I said to myself. You dirty bastard. He poked his tongue on repeat my body was slamming on the wall. He pushed his finger inside me and also licked the folds of my butt crack. The goosebumps were so intense I couldn't stop myself from starting to jerk my dick off.
"Dude! You're so tight," he whispered. He continued pushing in and pulling out his finger until I shivered from too much pleasure. Shawn noticed I was slowly shaking; he flipped my body again and kissed me when I faced him.
"Have you been fucked before?"
"No," I replied. "If you're going to, this is going to be the first time."
He smashed his lips against mine I could feel him breathing heavily it reached down to my chest. He was jerking my cock off and I was returning the favor. He grabbed my balls and I thought I would release my juice any moment now. He grabbed my head closer and closer to his face and our lips were locked. He was biting my lips and licking them passionately. Again, I didn't fight back and went down to suck his cock that was throbbing on my hand when I jacked him off.
I was learning from how he sucked mine earlier. I did all I can recall how he played with my manhood and I did reciprocate. I couldn't deepthroat him. Shawn's cock was too big for me to swallow. But I was astounded by what he did: he pushed my head straight to the base of his cock my mouth completely touching his pubic hair. I pulled away when I started to gag. I gasped for a huge breath, little droplets of tears formed at the ends of my eyes. Shawn saw me I was salivating. He licked my mouth and kissed me again. I was not expecting that part. It was my first time to suck another guy's cock. I wanted to do it again, but Shawn flipped me again my body facing the wall.
He kissed my neck and my shoulders. He jerked me off and whispered words that I couldn't fathom but just agreed.
He slapped his cock into my butt cheeks alternatively. I could feel precum dripping on my ass when he was doing it. He kissed my back again and his body resting on my back. I felt different from behind---I was liking it, but it was so different. I was feeling it for the very first time. I haven't had sex with a girl like this. I even haven't had sex with a guy. Shawn was the first to do this to me. I was not complaining, but this was the strangest and the first-time sexual experience.
I could feel his chest against my back his nipples poking my skin. His face resting just above my shoulder and I started rubbing my cock now dripping with precum. I shut my eyes and gave a moan. I turned my head back to where I could reach his lips for a kiss.
"Fuck!" he whispered from behind. "I feel good inside you."
"Yeah, I feel good, too," I softly replied resting my head on his shoulder my right hand holding the back of his neck.
His pelvic area was banging against my ass. His body was swinging towards mine. He was so deep I could feel his balls bouncing on my ass. I was having sex with another guy. Shawn was fucking me.
He pulled out his cock and jacked it off rapidly. He was about to blow, he said. Then, his warm semen spraying on my back and dripping on my ass. I was stroking my dick as I, too, was about to cum. I was breathing heavily while I jerked off my cock. My heart was palpitating I felt like my chest was ready to burst. I told Shawn I'm almost there. He gave me a long kiss on the neck and flipped me over, now facing him. He kissed me on the lips "Show me your cum," and knelt down focusing on my cock. The tips of my cock tapping his lips and he was sticking his tongue out.
"I want your cum. I want to drink it all. Give it to me."
I could see my semen spraying all over his face. It landed on his left cheek, his mouth and his neck. Shawn licked my cum from his lips and ate it. He wiped the cum from his left cheek with his fingers and he licked them with his tongue. He was swallowing my load from the head of my cock and sucked my dick with pleasure.
There was a loud bang from the entrance door at the swimming pool area. I suddenly looked back as I was watching them fuck in the storage room. But I got confused. Shawn was fucking another guy.
I saw myself hiding under the bleachers at the swimming pool area while I've secretly watching Shawn fucked another guy. I could hear them moaning and fapping. When I looked down, I noticed that my swimming trunks were on my knee level and I was stroking my cock. I sprayed my jizz on the floor. I was just imagining that I was getting fucked by Shawn. All along I was not getting fucked by him. So I looked back at them and now they were kissing each other. I saw the storage room door opened.
I just found out that Shawn fucked the coach. He was having sex with Mr. White.◼︎
𝒜𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓁 𝒜𝓃𝒹𝓇ℯ𝓌𝓈 ♛
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