A gay story: Swimming Practice @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
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All characters depicted in this story are 18. The setting is Senior Year and all sexual activity is consensual.
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My toes tightly gripped the edge, as I stood there patiently, my body poised for action. A quick glance to my left revealed a line of seven other boys, their muscles defined and bodies honed from years of rigorous training.
From the stands, a group of girls whispered and pointed, their voices blending with the muffled echoes in the vast hall.
With only our tight little speedos protecting our modesty, which even then left nothing to the imagination. We might as well have been standing there naked.
A figure slowly paced behind us.
Suddenly, the sharp shrill of a whistle pierced the air, resonating through the cavernous hall. In response, we propelled ourselves into the water, the hall’s ambient noise fading as our bodies sliced through the surface. Quickly reemerging, the rhythmic pounding of our muscular arms echoed as we reached the opposite side, only to quickly submerge again, kicking off the wall with precision and returning back to where we started.
The whistle blew out again.
“Danny, looking good. Sam, excellent. Jonas, perfect as ever,” our swim coach yelled out.
Then, the coach turned his attention to me.
“Christopher, tighten up your stroke, boy. Jonas, help him out will you.”
As the coach walked away, muttering under his breath, I exchanged a puzzled glance with Jonas who was in the lane next to me.
Jonas’ head dropped under the water so he could get past the lane separator and popped up next to me.
“Hey.” He said smiling.
“Hey… I don’t get what coach is talking about, what’s wrong with my stroke?”
“Here let me help. I think I may know what he’s referring to.”
With that, Jonas waded behind me. I could feel his hard body press against me. Reaching over his right arm, he grabbed mine and held it by the wrist. He then moved my arm and showed me what I was doing wrong.
“Ahhh, Thanks, I think I get it now.”
“No problem,” he replied and dipped back under the water to his lane.
“Right, let’s go again.” The coach bellowed.
“Feet on the wall and 3-2-1…”
The whistle blew again and we all shot off for another length.
When we got back to the start. The coach was hovering over me.
“Christopher!” He shouted.
Bracing for criticism, I was surprised to hear, “Better, well done. Maybe a bit of Jonas rubbed off on you.”
Almost a compliment, but I’d take it.
“Right then! Everyone out and hit the showers,” the coach bellowed, signalling the end of our intense training session.
We all grabbed the pool wall and lifted ourselves out of the water. As we bent over to climb out, a wolf whistle could be heard from the group of girls in the stands, followed by a chorus of giggles.
Heading over to the changing rooms, we made a beeline for the shower area.
One by one, the shower heads turned on, blasting out hot water on to the person beneath them.
We each began taking off our speedos in unison, rinsing them under the water.
Then the typical shower banter started.
“Tanya was in stands again Danny. I think she likes you.” Sam said flicking the hot water off his head.
“Yeah, I think she wants a bit of this,” Danny replied gripping then swinging his cock up and down.
“And what about her friend, fuck me! That ass off hers. I’d definitely tap that.”
The other boys laughed.
“Andrew, how did your date go with Sara, does she suck dick as good as they say?”
“A gentleman never tells, boys… but yes, she’s like a fucking Dyson.” Andrew said laughing.
We had seen each other naked so many times now. In fact, I’ve probably seen these guys more without their clothes on, than with.
I didn’t really consider myself gay as such, but I could certainly appreciate the bodies on these guys. They were all tall, lean, athletic, and there were some very impressive cocks of different sizes all on display.
I stood next to Jonas, who was physically a bigger guy than me, he was also bigger than me in the downstairs department – that boy was blessed.
I tried not to look, but often found myself doing exactly that. In my opinion, he quite clearly had the best-looking cock of the bunch, with his long, thick shaft and his big round balls. I don’t mind admitting he was a bit of an Adonis, and I may or may not have had a little man crush on him.
Jonas hadn’t been at our school for very long, he joined us about four months ago and literally walked into the swim team. The coach was bowled over by how good he was in trials and instantly added him to the squad.
He was the strong quiet type; the girls were practically throwing themselves at him and I’m pretty sure he could have taken his pick. Strangely though, he just batted off their affections, which seemed to only make the girls try harder to get his attention, lower cut tops, shorter skirts, the works.
After we finished showering, Jonas and I struck up a conversation as we dressed.
“Aww man, I know the coach is going to drop me for next week’s regionals. I can feel it.”
“Don’t worry about it, you’ll get there.”
“He keeps criticising my technique though.”
Jonas was putting the last of his things in his bag. By this time all the other guys had finished and cleared out of the changing rooms.
Turning to me, he said, “Look, keep this between you and me, but I’ve got a pool at my house, if you want to come over and practice, that’s fine. I’ll help you out with your stroke.”
“Cheers man, I really appreciate it.”
While I was grateful for his offer, I didn’t understand the need for secrecy.
He pulled out a pen from his bag and tore off a piece of paper from one of his notebooks.
He scribbled down his address.
“Seriously though, Chris. Keep this to yourself. Ok.”
“Ok, ok. I won’t tell anyone.”
I folded the piece of paper and slid it into my pocket.
We both left the changing room and headed off to our next class.
When school finished, I headed back home, the upcoming regionals heavy on my mind. I pulled out the folded piece of paper from my pocket and stared at the address.
I knew I needed help, and Jonas was the one person to give it to me.
Whipping out my phone, I sent Jonas a quick text:
“Hey man, ok if I take you up on your offer tonight?”
The dot’s danced under my message and he quickly replied.
“Sure man, come on by.”
I wolfed down an energy bar, and asked my dad if I could borrow his car.
With no objections, I jumped in and typed Jonas’ address into the sat nav.
Setting off, I dutifully followed the voice directing me to my destination. As I drove by, I couldn’t help noticing that the quality of the houses was getting better and better.
“Man, someone’s doing alright for themselves.” I thought.
I eventually pulled into a cul-de-sac, three massive houses on each side. Double-checking the address on the piece of paper, I couldn’t believe this was where Jonas lived.
Having parked the car, I approached a set of large iron gates. I felt poor just standing here. I half-expected someone to ask me to move along as I’m making the area look untidy.
Pressing the buzzer at the side of the gate, I waited with uncertainty. A tinny voice came from the speaker.
“Hello.”
“Hey, I’m looking for Jonas?” I said.
“Hey man, it’s me. Come on in.”
The gates buzzed and slowly began to open.
Walking down the drive, I marvelled at the beautifully manicured lawns, water features, and the Porsche 911 parked outside the house.
“Holy shit, he’s rich,” I found myself saying aloud.
Approaching the front door, I spotted Jonas waiting for me, wearing a light grey tracksuit, with red stripes down the sides.
“Hey man, how’s it going?” he asked.
“Dude!” I said, dumbstruck by the surroundings.
“Yeah, this is why I didn’t want you telling anyone.”
“But dude!”
“Yes, I know. We have money. Are you going to stand there admiring the topiary all day, or do you want to get started?”
He stood aside and invited me in. In the foyer, I glanced around at the marble floors, grand staircase, and ornate chandeliers.
“Come on, I’ll show you the pool.”
Following him down a side hall and down a short flight of stairs, he pushed open the door to reveal what he called his pool.
The air carried a subtle warmth, with a familiar scent of chlorine. His pool wasn’t just a pool; it was a vast sanctuary with a jacuzzi, waterfall fountain, changing cubicles, and even a sauna.
“Holy fuck, man. No wonder you’re so good,” I blurted out.
The pool was illuminated with strip lights, revealing a Poseidon mosaic at the bottom.
“Dude, if the girls at school found out about this, you would be drowning in pussy.”
“But they won’t, will they, because this is our little secret right?”
“Sure man, sure.”
Jonas unzipped his tracksuit top, to reveal his smooth muscular chest, then proceeded to pull down his trousers revealing his incredibly small and snug red speedos.
He folded his clothes on one of the loungers that hugged the pool and slowly made his way to the waters edge and jumped in. As he resurfaced he turned to face me.
“Well, you coming in?
I began to take off my own tracksuit, revealing my own pair of tight navy speedos. Jonas, now treading water in the deep end, watched me undress.
When I finished, I jumped into the pool next him. A huge wave of water, comically hitting Jonas in the face.
When I resurfaced, he pushed his hands through the water sending a small wave directly at my face in retaliation.
“Come on, I’ll race you to the end,” He shouted.
We both immediately shifted into a front crawl and sped towards the other end.
Naturally, Jonas beat me, but I was close.
We did a few more lengths together, but the next one he let me do alone, while he sat on the edge of the pool and watched.
“You’re doing it again,” Jonas said to me as I returned.
“What, the arm thing?”
“Yeah, you need to bring it in,” he told me, whilst moving his arm.
“Like this?” I said trying to mirror his movements.
“No, let me show you.”
He pushed off the edge and slipped into the water and came around behind me.
He pressed his body against mine and reached around me grabbing my arm. It was then I could feel something, it was hard, and it was pressing between my buttocks. It might have been my imagination, but I was convinced Jonas had a boner.
I chose not to say anything, it was no point embarrassing the guy, especially as he was doing me a favour, and also as a guy I know how randomly we get them.
We carried on practicing for the next 45 minutes, and I think with Jonas’ hands on tutoring, I was finally getting it.
We rested for a moment, when Jonas suggested we finish off our session with a nice soak in the jacuzzi.
We both got out of the pool and walked towards the Jacuzzi.
“I love swimming, but god these things cut me in half,” Jonas said pulling down his speedos, kicking them to the side and stepping into the jacuzzi.
“Much better,” he said.
I paused for a moment, wondering how to follow him.
“Oh, shit, sorry. Force of habit. I always take my speedos off when I get in the jacuzzi, it feels so much better. I can put them back on if it makes you feel uncomfortable.”
“Um, it’s ok. Your house, your rules.”
I stepped into the jacuzzi opposite Jonas and sat down. He leaned over and pressed a button. The jets activated with a loud roar, and I could immediately feel their affect.
“This feels good,” I shouted over the sound of the water bubbling.
“Yeah, it’s not bad, is it?” Jonas replied.
“Oh hey, do you want a beer, I’ve got some in the cooler.”
“Sure man,” I said instinctively, completely forgetting for a moment that Jonas was naked.
He sat upright and then slowly stood up. The water rushed off his body, revealing his impressive cock and balls.
He stepped out of the jacuzzi and walked to a medium sized cooler. Opening it, he grabbed two bottles and headed back in my direction. I found myself mesmerised by how his cock swung when he walked. It was nearly as long as the bottle he was carrying, and he was soft to boot. I was glad I kept my speedos on now, as I felt wholly inadequate in comparison.
He stepped into the jacuzzi and handed me a bottle, but this time instead of sitting opposite me, he sat next to me.
“I hope you don’t mind; I couldn’t really hear. you over there,” he said twisting the cap off the bottle.
“Nah man, that’s fine.” I said doing the same.
I don’t know if it was the jets or my proximity to him, but things were definitely happening in my speedos. I found myself getting harder by the minute, until I felt I had a fully blown erection.
I took a swig from my bottle and turned to face Jonas, intending to say something, but he moved in to kiss me.
Startled, I quickly pulled back before his lips could touch mine.
“Whoa there,” I said with a shocked look on my face.
“I, I’m sorry Chris, I must have misread your signals.”
“Signals?”
“Yeah, signals, I’ve noticed the way you look at me. I thought you, you know, liked me.”
“What looks?” I said defensively.
“I’ve seen you stare at my body, Chris, on several occasions in the shower.”
“I… I may have glanced once or twice. You know curiosity and all that.”
“But you must have liked what you saw, as you kept looking.”
“No… um… Yes, but, but, you know, you’re a good-looking guy. I’d kill for a body like yours.” I stammered, unsure of what to say.
I took another long swig from my bottle, as Jonas watched me gulp it down.
“So you’ve never thought about it? With all the good looking guys in our swim team, naked in the shower? Their hard sexy bodies, the muscles, the cock. Christ knows I’ve thought of it plenty of times.”
I paused for a moment, my mind painting a visual image of his words.
“Well, I’d be lying to myself if I said I hadn’t thought about it, but I just put that down to, you know, curiosity.”
“I mean, it’s perfectly normal, Chris.”
Jonas paused for a moment, before speaking again.
“It it helps, I think you’re the best looking of the bunch and if I’m totally honest, I’ve kind of had a thing for you since we first met.”
I was both shocked and flattered by his words. His openess, made me feel at ease.
“Well, if we’re being honest with each other. You may have been my first real man crush.”
“Is that so,” Jonas replied, smiling.
“Well, if I like you and you like me. What’s the problem?”
“I just don’t know if I’m ready to be gay.”
“Well, only you can decide that one, but if you like, you could always ‘experiment’ with me.”
“What, like a test drive.”
Jonas laughed, “Yeah, I suppose so.”
I looked at him, thinking if I were to do this, there was no better person than my man crush himself.
“I don’t know man.” I said hesitantly.
“Look, there’s no pressure. Whatever you decide to do, it’s cool with me, and it you do decide you want to try something, then it will stay between us if you want. It won’t leave this jacuzzi, scouts honour.” Jonas said holding his three fingers in the air.
I downed the rest of my beer, wiped my lips with the back of my hand, and looked at Jonas’s handsome face smiling back at me. I knew I wanted to try.
“Fuck it, let’s try it.”
With the beer and the heat of the jacuzzi, I was suitably buzzed.
“So, what do you want to try?” Jonas asked.
I shrugged my shoulders.
“Ok, how about this?” He said and moved in closer to me. His face moved in really close to mine, I stared at his incoming face, until I nearly went cross-eyed.
He kissed me on the lips – my first kiss with another guy.
“How was that?” Jonas asked.
“Um, ok, I guess.”
“Just ok?” Jonas replied, pretending to be offended.
“Here, try this on for size.”
Jonas grabbed the back of my head and pulled me closer for another kiss. This time slipping his tongue in my mouth. He swirled it around mine, and when he finished, he gently bit my bottom lip and pulled it back as he withdrew.
“How was that one?”
That kiss stunned me into silence. I tried to think of something to say, but all that came out of my mouth was gibberish.
“I thought so,” Jonas said, visibly pleased with my reaction.
He put his left arm around me, before moving his right hand onto my thigh, just by knee.
“Do you want to keep going?” he asked.
I nodded. If that kiss was anything to go by, I couldn’t wait to see what happens next.
He slowly slid his hand up my thigh, moving along the the top of it, before slowly rotating towards the inside. His touch sent a tingling sensation from my legs to my groin.
His hand finally reached my crotch, and he found my hard shaft pulling to the side, bound by tight speedos.
“I should probably take these off huh?” I suggested, knowing where I wanted his hands next.
“Only if you want to, there’s no rush.”
I reached down into the water and lifted my butt off the seat, pulling my speedos down as I did. When I pulled them off completely, I raised them above the water and tossed them to the side.
Jonas’ hand went back to my crotch, this time unrestricted by my swim wear.
I spread my legs open a little bit wider, to give him better access. He cupped my balls first in his hands, gently squeezing them, before moving onto my shaft.
“Well, someone is clearly enjoying this,” he said wrapping his fingers around my shaft.
Jonas started to jerk me off slowly.
“Is this good? I’m not squeezing too tight, am I?”
My whole body shuddered from his touch.
“No, no, you’re good.”
He watched my face, controlling the level of pleasure I was feeling with his hand.
“Do you want me to do the same to you?”
“If you want, I’m happy if you’re happy.”
My right hand reached under his and I blindly fished around for his cock. Finding it, it was big, and it was hard. I wrapped my hand around and starting to jerk him as he jerked me.
Jonas relaxed a bit, as I slowly tugged on his member.
“That’s good Chris,” he said, practically purring.
It did feel good, God did it feel good. I’d never have imagined I’d been in a jacuzzi been jerked off by a guy.
After a few minutes of mutual jerking, Jonas stopped.
“Would you like me to suck your dick?” he asked as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
I gulped somewhat dramatically and cleared my throat.
“Yes please.”
I got up from my seat and stood up in the middle of the jacuzzi and faced Jonas. He was still sitting down, which meant he was now eye level with my crotch.
“Now that, is a good looking cock,” Jonas remarked.
He leaned forward, and took the tip of my cock in his mouth. His lips pursed around it.
He then pulled back, grabbing the base of my shaft and ran his tongue directly underneath. When his tongue reached the tip, he flicked it directly under the glans, then used his tongue to explore the deep ridges underneath.
My legs felt like they would buckle at any moment.
He then switched to my balls, sucking on them one by one, his hands rubbing my thighs, before eventually reach my back side, gently massaging my cheeks.
Jonas opened his mouth wide, staring up at me, then resting the tip of my cock on his tongue, he then slid his head forward. I looked down at him as my cock slowly disappeared inside his mouth.
This was seriously intense. I had never felt anything like this before. Jonas was a god damn pro at sucking dick.
He started sucking, moving all the way down to the base then back up. The way he was going I would be blowing my load in his mouth in no time.
“Jesus Jonas, that feels so good.”
Jonas grabbed tightly on to my ass and began deep throating me.
“Jonas, Jonas buddy, I’m going to cum.” I said with urgency.
Jonas ignored me and kept going. I tapped him on the shoulder.
“Jonas, Jo…. urghh, ahh!”
I shot my load straight down his throat. Jonas didn’t even come up for air. He was still sucking, and I didn’t know what day it was.
“Jonas stop, stop, I can’t take any more.”
My knees buckled and I had to sit down.
I pulled out of his mouth and slumped back into my seat.
“Holy shit Jonas, holy shit.”
Jonas gave me a grin; a grin that told me he knew he was good.
“So, you liked that did you?”
“Fuck yeah, I liked it.”
“Do you want me to teach you how to do it?”
“Yeah!” I said enthusiastically.
“I was hoping you would say yes, because somebody needs to take of this,” he said standing up and shaking his impressive cock, beads of water flying off in all directions.
“Here, switch places with me.”
We both switched places, I sat down, and he stood in front of me, his dick looming in my face.
“Are you ready?”
I looked at his dick, wondering how it was going to fit in my mouth. I had a momentary flash-back to an old nature documentary I watched, where a snake unhinges its jaw to swallow its prey whole, wondering if I would have to do the same.
“Right, don’t be a hero and take it whole, yeah,” Jonas joked.
I nodded and opened my mouth, and took just his head into my mouth, letting it rest on my tongue.
“Ok, that’s good, now use your tongue to swirl around the head of my cock. I don’t need to tell you how sensitive it is.”
I followed his instruction and began swirling my tongue around.
Jonas moaned quietly.
“That’s good, really good. Now remember there’s more to a good blow job than just sucking it. You’ve got balls as well.”
I took his head out of my mouth and moved onto his ballsack. I licked the outside and tried to put one of them in my mouth, before moving to the next one.
“Now go back to my dick.”
I moved back to his dick, taking his head back in my mouth.
“Now the fun bit, start sucking down on that thing.”
I pushed my head forward, slowly sliding down his shaft and then back.
“Watch out for teeth though,” he cautioned.
Jonas ran his fingers through my damp hair.
He moaned, “Yeah, that’s good Chris, just like that.”
I continued to work his cock, while listening to his euphoric moans, now realising how turned on I was from it.
I felt his dick swelling in my mouth and the taste changed, it was a bit saltier now.
“Mmm, Chris, I’m going to cum,” Jonas said between groans.
I continued sucking, he didn’t stop for me, so I wasn’t going to stop for him.
“Urgh, ahhh,” Jonas yelled out, then clenching his jaw.
I felt the sudden impact of his load hit the back of my throat, again and again it hit. I tried to swallow it all but I couldn’t, I immediately pulled him out of of my mouth and started coughing, my eyes watering.
“You ok, Chris?” Jonas asked.
I raised one finger as I finished coughing up some of his cum.
“Sorry,” I said hoarsely.
“Wasn’t expecting that much that quickly.”
“Sorry, I probably should have warned you. Do you want me to get you some water?”
“No, it’s ok, I’m good.” I said clearing my throat one more time.
“It’s funny, I did the same my first time too.” he said patting my back then sitting down next to me.
“So how was your first-time sucking cock?”
“Different, but I could get used to it.”
“You’ll find that men give the best blowjobs.”
“Well, you won’t hear me complaining.”
As we relaxed, I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was getting late.
“Shoot, it’s getting late. I should probably head home.”
I stood up and started to look for my speedos.
“Can’t you stay a little bit longer? I still have a few other things we can try.”
“As tempting as that sounds, I should really be going.”
Jonas stood up, so that we were both standing up in the middle of the jacuzzi, close enough so that our bodies were touching.
He then wrapped his muscular arms around me and pulled me closer. I could feel his cock pressing against mine.
“You know, you’re making it very hard to leave.” I said staring straight into those glacial blue eyes of his.
He pulled his head back and looked down the middle of us.
“I can see,” he joked.
“Ha, ha.”
“Did you want to come around tomorrow, after school again?”
“I’ll have to check my schedule.” I said teasingly.
Jonas clasped both hands on my face and proceeded to give me the most sensual kiss I had ever experienced.
“I… I… I think I’ve got an opening.”
Jonas responded with a comical pumping of his eyebrows at the word ‘opening’.
“Shut up, and help me find my trunks.”
After finding them and wringing out the water, I put my tracksuit back on, along with my trainers.
Jonas walked me through the house again, and back to his driveway.
“Thanks again for the swimming help Jonas, and for the other, ahem, tutorial. I appreciate it.”
“No problem, man. Anytime. Take care and I’ll see you tomorrow.”
I waved goodbye as I reached the top of the driveway and jumped back into my dad’s car. I sat there with my hands perched on the steering wheel. I had to take a moment to process what I had just done. Firstly, Jonas had given me my first blow job, and secondly, I had performed my first blow job, and it was great, all of it was great.
Jonas had really surprised me, although, if I really thought about it, maybe the signs were there all along.
The girls at school, were literally throwing themselves at him, but he just batted them away. I thought he was just super focused on swimming, but now I guess he just simply preferred the company of men, and now, truth be told, I think I do too.
I turned the engine on and made my way back home.
The following day in school, Jonas and I found ourselves exchanging lots of secret smiles and glances.
When I wasn’t with him, I was thinking about him. My first gay experience had completely hit me for six, and I found myself wanting to experience more with Jonas.
School soon finished, and I eagerly arranged to continue my ‘swimming practice’ over his house.
When I arrived, Jonas greeted me at the door.
“Hey Chris, ready for more practice?” he said playfully.
“Absolutely, can’t wait.”
We made our way down to his pool and much like last time, he quickly undressed, except this time there were no tight speedos hugging his crotch. A now naked Jonas quickly ran and dived into the pool, all I could see was his tight ass cheeks, before he disappeared under the water.
I got undressed down to my speedos.
Again, Jonas watched from the water, wondering what I would do. The thought of his naked body, gliding through the water. I couldn’t resist, I quickly yanked down my speedos and dived straight in after him.
“Feels good doesn’t it,” Jonas said, his arms gently wading him backwards towards the shallow end.
“Yeah, it does.”
I followed him to the point where we could comfortably stand. I waded close to him, just wanting to kiss him and to have his hands over my body.
“So, what are you going to teach me today?”
“Well, first and foremost. We have regionals to train for, remember.”
I made an exaggerated sad face.
“Work hard, play hard, that’s my motto.”
I smiled at Jonas the consummate professional.
“Well, we better get started then.”
We started to do lengths of the pool. Not wearing any speedos, and being in such close proximity to a naked Jonas, gave me a boner, it felt like I was operating a rudder directly below me.
After 45 minutes of training, we decided to finally have a rest.
Jonas waded in front of me.
“You’re doing good Chris, I think you’ve finally addressed that technique issue.”
“Thanks man.”
“I think that deserves a little reward.”
Jonas swam close to me, and wrapped his legs around my waist and kissed me.
“How about we grab a shower?”
At this point, I’d happily do anything he asked. He jumped off me and made his way to the edge of the pool. I watched from behind as he climbed out, watching that ass of his, as he bent over. As he lifted his leg, I could see that majestic cock of his, hanging between his legs.
As Jonas got out, he then went to the waterfall shower and turned it on. I quickly climbed out and followed him. At this point, my cock was as hard as post.
We both stood under the shower, staring at each other for a moment, the water bouncing off our faces, our hair matted to our faces.
Like a magnetic force, our faces were drawn towards each other, our lips locked, and our tongues began their dance. Jonas grabbed a hold of me and pulled me towards him, my hard cock pressed against him, his hands moving from my back, before grabbed hold of my ass. I reciprocated and grabbed his, I could feel his cock grow bigger against mine.
Feeling our combined arousal, he held both our cocks together, then started rubbing them against each other.
I couldn’t believe how unimaginably hot this was. My cock ached, it was so hard.
He stopped and smiled, turning the shower off.
“Hey, I was enjoying that.” I said.
“I know you were, but I don’t want you finish just yet.” He said with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
He grabbed me by the hand and walked us over to one of the poolside loungers.
“Here, lie down for me, will you?”
I followed his instruction and laid on the lounger, my cock straining upwards.
Jonas, walked to his kit bag and pulled out a small bottle from a side pocket, before returning back to me.
“I want you to fuck me, Chris.”
I immediately propped myself up by my elbows.
“That is, if you want to of course.”
This was definitely a big step up. I thought we’d just play with each other’s dicks for a bit, but now it had escalated to actual sex.
“Well Chris, do you want to fuck me?” Jonas asked.
I looked at his sexy physique looming over me. There was only one answer.
“Yes, I want to fuck you, Jonas.”
He smiled and flicked the bottle lid open with his thumb, then poured the contents into his hands. He put the bottle on the floor and straddled the lounger, hovering above me.
With his hands slick with lube, he grabbed my cock and oiled it, pulling my foreskin back and twisting over my glans. With the rest, he put his hand behind his back and rubbed it against his asshole.
“You ready, Chris?”
My heart began to pound in my chest, I was actually going to fuck another man.
I nervously nodded my head and Jonas began to lower himself. He grabbed my oiled cock, and brushed it against his slick asshole.
Holding my cock steady with his hand, he lowered himself onto it. I felt the pressure as my cock pushed against his hole, the initial resistance started to subside as the tip of my cock disappeared inside of him.
We moaned in unison, as he tried to accommodate me, slowly sliding down my shaft. After a few adjustments, Jonas managed to take all of me inside him.
“How does it feel?” He asked.
“It feels incredible.”
He leaned forward and then back, slowly sliding up and down.
“Oh god.” I blurted out.
“Yeah, you like that.”
Jonas started to rock on my cock. The feeling of being inside of him, was truly something else.
Picking up the pace and increasing his rhythm. His thick cock started slapping against my abdomen. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold on at this rate.
Jonas could tell I was getting close by my breathing.
“If you want to cum, that’s fine, you can do it inside of me.”
He bucked hard on my lap and that was enough to tear down the floodgates. My body spasmed as I came, unloading spurt after spurt inside of him. It was probably the most I had ever cum.
“Holy shit, Jonas!” I said, continuing to feel the aftermath of my orgasm.
Jonas slowly stood up. As I undocked from him, cum dribbled out from his ass over the head of my cock.
He stood over me again, jerking his cock. I could guess what he wanted to do next.
“I guess it’s my turn to take it now?” I said sheepishly.
“Only if you want to. I thought I’d let you try being both a top and bottom, to see which one you preferred.”
I must admit, the initial thought of taking his massive cock in my ass, did scare me a bit.
“I guess it’s only fair. Will it hurt?”
“Hmmm, it probably will the first time, but once you get past it, you’ll enjoy it. I promise.”
“Well, Ok,” I replied, appreciating his honesty.
“Tell you what, I’ll go nice and slow. Turnaround, get on all fours and hold the top of the lounger and push your butt out.”
I did as I was told, and Jonas grabbed the bottle of lube again and poured some on his hands.
“As it’s your first time, I’ll start with a finger first and we’ll work our way up.”
Jonas massaged my asshole with the lube and gently pushed his finger inside of me.
“Ok, this is to the first knuckle, you ok.”
It felt strange, but it was ok.
“Yep, I’m good.”
He pushed his finger deeper.
“Ok, my finger is all the way in. You good?”
I nodded as he started to slide his finger in and out.
“Ok, I’m going to slip in a second finger now.”
He pushed his second finger in, I could feel my hole stretching a bit wider.
“It’s hurting a bit now.” I said sucking in air sharply.
“It’s ok, you just need to get used to it.” he said while starting to finger fuck me with both his fingers.
While his two fingers penetrated me, I could see Jonas squirting the lube, down the length of his shaft and using his hand to oil the head of his cock.
“I think you’re ready.”
I glanced behind me to see his big shiny cock – this looks like it’s gonna hurt.
“Just let me know if you want me to stop ok.”
“Ok.”
Jonas removed his fingers, then pushed his cock against me, sliding it up down the groove of my ass crack.
Then, I could feel his attempt to push inside of me.
“Just relax Chris, you’re tensing up.”
“I’m trying to.”
I tried to relax, but found it difficult, things go out not in. I was trying hard to adjust to the new dynamic. After a few moments, I could feel the head of his cock push through.
“Oh god, Jonas. It hurts.”
“It’s ok, ride the pain, it will pass in a moment.”
I could feel my sphincter tightening around his cock. Jonas pushed again, this time sliding in a bit deeper.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Is it suppose to hurt this much. I can’t do it, take it out, take it out.”
“Hang in there man, you’re doing great,” he said sounding more like a midwife than the guy about to fuck me.
Jonas was right though, the pain did begin to subside.
“Ok, ok, it’s feeling a bit better now.”
“Great, I won’t go all the way in.”
“There’s more!”
“Yeah, but this is ok. I can work with this.”
Jonas started to slide his cock in and out, and the feeling of pain was replaced with enjoyment. I can’t believe how good this felt, I found myself moaning in delight, with each one of his thrusts.
Knowing there were more inches at his disposal, I found myself begging him to go deeper.
Jonas grabbed onto my hips and pushed his body forward, I could feel those extra inches slide inside of me. My hands gripped tighter on the head of the lounger.
“Arghh fuck, that feels good.”
Jonas took that as a sign to really go for it. He started to go fast now, there was no more easing me into it, I was getting fucked now and I was loving it.
His body clashed against mine, as he quickly rammed me with that thick cock of his, our collective moans echoed in the room.
“I’m close, Chris. Fuck I’m close,” Jonas blurted out.
I could feel his cock swell inside of me, and then the feeling of his cock erupt and his hot release inside of me. Jonas let out one massive groan as his orgasm took him. His body shook against mine, my muscles tensed, squeezing around him even more, further enhancing his orgasm.
When the orgasm subsided, Jonas stood there behind me, his breathing loud. When he withdrew, I could feel the trickle of his load slowly dripping down my taint, before dripping on to the lounger beneath me.
“Was everything ok?” I asked, eager for feedback on my first time.
“Oh yes, fuck yes, Chris. Did you enjoy it?”
“Yeah, I kinda did. Hurt like fuck at the start though, but after that though, wow.”
Together we rinsed off under the showers again, my ass feeling a little sore from our exertions.
We dried off and we both shared one of the poolside loungers.
“I’ve really enjoyed my time with you, Chris.” Jonas said interlocking his fingers between mine.
“I’ve enjoyed it too. I wasn’t sure at first, but you were very convincing.” I said smiling.
Jonas took a breath.
“Chris, I know we’ve done things, that most people wouldn’t do until at least their third date, but I really like you and I guess what I’m trying to say… will you go out with me.”
I squeezed his hand.
“I don’t know Jonas, I want to say yes, but I don’t think I’m ready to be out just yet, this has all happened so quickly.”
“That’s fine Chris, we can take it slow. For now it can be just me and you, hanging out.”
“And fucking?”
“Well, of course there will be fucking. Have you seen your ass?” Jonas said laughing.
I smiled, before taking on a more serious tone, “but thanks for being so understanding about it though Jonas. I really appreciate it.”
Jonas wrapped his arm around me, and kissed me on the cheek.
“I can’t wait for the next practice session.”
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