A multi-part erotic story i'm writing: the ymca: part i

[Bobby Briggs]

Meanwhile, the other boys were pulling Geo in towards them and pushing him down, sprawling him so that he was laid out flat on his back on the ground right next to the pool. Bobby continued sucking, repositioning himself so he could suck better and give the other boys some room to play. The five boys all together began to crawl all over Geo, to lick him and suck him and kiss him, everyone together pleasuring this young Italian that had just showed up a few minutes ago.

Brandon moaned, sighed, squirmed around as he climbed up Geo’s chest and began to lick and suck on Geo’s hard, dark brown nipples. Brandon’s moans got louder and louder as he sucked, while meanwhile Bobby’s hand had snuck over to jerk Brandon’s hard white uncut cock. Brandon gasped a little as he moved his tongue around Geo’s nipples. Geo was lying flat on his back, his hard cock sticking straight up and into Bobby’s wet young mouth, his arms sprawled out behind him on the ground, absolutely at the mercy of these horny young naked boys who were ravaging him. He sighed with pleasure and his eyes rolled up in their sockets to face the sky.

Cornelio crawled over Geo’s naked, sweaty, pounding chest, closer to Bobby, and eagerly grabbed Geo’s cock out of Bobby’s mouth and began to suck on it himself. Bobby busied himself licking under Geo’s balls while Cornelio sucked Geo’s big Italian monster cock hungrily, getting all over it, licking the shaft forever and then plunging it back into his mouth, sucking and licking while the big cock throbbed inside of his wet mouth. Bobby grabbed the base of Geo’s cock with one hand and then used his other head to grab Cornelio’s head and push it up and down, up and down, over Geo’s cock, feeding Geo’s cock to Cornelio, stroking Geo’s cock simultaneously as it pulled in and out of Cornelio’s ravenous mouth.

“It’s so big,” Bobby sighed, grasping the cock, feeling its strength.

“It’s sooooooo big,” Cornelio said, pulling the cock out of his mouth so he could stick his tongue out and lick slowly, very slowly all over the tip, all over that wet, pink, precum dripping head of that big long uncut Italian cock. “It’s so warm and yummy, oh I love it,” he said as he grabbed the cock with both hands; now both Bobby and Cornelio were sharing the cock, grabbing it and moving it and stroking it together, their hands and fingers rubbing over eachother as they jerked Geo and he moaned, his face thrust up towards the sky, his chest heaving.

“I love grabbing that biiiiiiiiiigggg uncut cock, mmmmm, it’s throbbing in my hand,” Bobby said, now leaning in and kissing Geo, who returned his kiss with obvious craving, letting his tongue dance in Bobby’s mouth.

Brandon and Todd and Cameron were all crouched down now beside Geo, pushing him and moving him to his side so that now his back and ass were facing the three horny boys, their pulsing erections moving and throbbing, pointing out straight like fingers in the moonlight and the blue tint of the ourdoor lights. The three boys now began to play with Geo’s ass, to open it and lick around the rim and stick their eager young fingers up into his tight, pulsing hole. All three boys made loud sounds of uncontrollable sexual pleasure, positively ravaging this beautiful naked body. Cameron leaned in while Todd and Brandon spread Geo’s ass-cheeks so Cameron could lick all around Geo’s asshole. He licked in circles for several agonizingly pleasure minutes before sticking his tongue out deeper, plunging it further and further into Geo’s asshole. Geo squirmed around with pleasure on the ground, his cock still being pleasured by the hungry Bobby and Cornelio while his asshole got worked by Todd and Cameron and Brandon.

After a long number of minutes of enjoying the wonderful sexual masculine taste of Geo’s cock, of sucking on it and sharing it with Cornelio, moving over to Cornelio’s mouth and feeding it to him, sucking the balls while his boyfriend worked the head and the shaft of the cock with his mouth. It was delightful, but now Bobby leaned up and flipped Geo back onto his back. Bobby repositioned himself so he was between Geo’s legs, spreading them out further, getting that perfect ass/balls view as he prepared to do his thing. He reached his hands up towards Geo’s asshole, spreading the hole open a little with two fingers, licking his finger and then sticking it into his tight asshole, swirling it around while Geo writhed around on his back on the hard cement of the pool deck. Now Bobby sat up a little more and threw both of Geo’s legs up over his shoulders. He scooched in so that now his hard dark uncut cock was poking up against the outside of Geo’s asshole.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” Bobby said with authority. He was in charge. He was telling Geo what to do and Geo was going to do it. Bobby loved to be dominated, but he also loved to be the dominating one; just like he loved to top or bottom equally, Bobby loved with equal measure being an eagerly submissive sexual plaything and a commanding and decisive sexual force. Right now he wanted to dominate.

“Yeah, fuck him, Bobby, fuck him good,” Cameron moaned, licking his tongue all around Geo’s dark right buttcheek, biting a little, sucking. “Stick it in him, fuck him,” Cameron said again, biting the cheek some more while Geo gasped and moaned.

Bobby spread the asshole open a little wider. “I’m going to fuck you now. I’m going to fuck you right now on this hard cement ground. I’m going to fuck you right now on this hard cement ground with my big hard uncut cock and you are going to love it.”

“I will love it,” Geo whispered, barely audible, but Bobby heard and his cock got harder as he prepared to enter Geo’s willing hole.

 

[miamirt]

Wow, great party!!!!

 

[Adam-reborn]

Fantastic!!

 

[Bobby Briggs]

BOBBY'S SLEEPOVER continued:

After a long number of minutes of enjoying the wonderful sexual masculine taste of Geo’s cock, of sucking on it and sharing it with Cornelio, moving over to Cornelio’s mouth and feeding it to him, sucking the balls while his boyfriend worked the head and the shaft of the cock with his mouth. It was all so delightful, but now Bobby leaned up and flipped Geo back onto his back. Bobby repositioned himself so he was between Geo’s legs, spreading them out further, getting that perfect ass/balls view as he prepared to do his thing. He reached his hands up towards Geo’s asshole, spreading the hole open a little with two fingers, licking his finger and then sticking it into his tight asshole, swirling it around while Geo writhed around on his back on the hard cement of the pool deck. Now Bobby sat up a little more and threw both of Geo’s legs up over his shoulders. He scooched in so that now his hard, dark, uncut cock was poking up against the outside of Geo’s asshole.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” Bobby said with authority. He was in charge. He was telling Geo what to do and Geo was going to do it. Bobby loved to be dominated, but he also loved to be the dominating one; just like he loved to top or bottom equally, Bobby loved with equal measure being an eagerly submissive sexual plaything and a commanding and decisive sexual force. Right now, he wanted to dominate.

“Yeah, fuck him, Bobby, fuck him good,” Cameron moaned, licking his tongue all around Geo’s dark right butt cheek, biting a little, sucking. “Stick it in him, fuck him,” Cameron said again, biting the cheek some more while Geo gasped and moaned.

Bobby spread the asshole open a little wider. “I’m going to fuck you now. I’m going to fuck you right now on this hard cement ground. I’m going to fuck you right now on this hard cement ground with my big hard uncut cock and you are going to love it.”

“I will love it,” Geo whispered, barely audible, but Bobby heard and his cock got harder as he prepared to enter Geo’s willing hole.

Bobby stuck his right hand out and gently inserted his pointer finger up into Geo’s asshole, feeling around a little, swirling it in circles while Geo writhed around, expanding his hole a little with one finger and then with two, then finally with three, the pointer finger, the middle finger, and the ring finger. Geo’s eyes were closed and he kept thrusting his head around from side to side on the ground, just writhing around uncontrollably with the sexual delight of five horny boys pleasuring him all at the same time. Now Bobby took his fingers out of Geo’s asshole and prepared to shove his big cock in. He spread Geo’s legs just a little bit more open. Next, Bobby used his left hand to take a hold of his uncut cock and began to direct it up into Geo’s hole. Bobby rolled his foreskin all the way back so the head was exposed, nice and pink and dripping with precum, and then he shoved his entire cock all the way up into Geo. At first he wondered if maybe this would be too much, if maybe he would hurt the sexy Italian pizza delivery boy, but Geo quickly let out a loud gasp of pleasure and then began to moan, “Yes, yes, yes” over and over again as Bobby began to fuck him.

Bobby thrust his hips forward, over and over again, feeling his cock plunging deeper and deeper into Geo. His cock felt warm and cozy up inside Geo; Bobby kept getting harder and harder as he fucked Geo, as he stuck his fingers into Geo’s mouth and as Geo sucked on them, relishing the taste of the fingers that had just been up his own asshole a few moments ago. Bobby moved his hips around a little as he kept his cock shoved up into Geo. Now Bobby started to feel a nice wet tongue sliding up into his asshole. He glanced behind him to see the beautiful beautiful beautiful Thai Todd was rimming him. “Mmmmm, that feels good,” Bobby said to him.

Meanwhile, Cornelio had crawled up so now he was looking down at Geo’s face and the two began to passionately kiss, very slow and tender kisses, their tongues slowly sliding into each other’s mouths, enjoying the tastes and smells of eachother. Brandon was focused on sucking Geo’s hard, dark nipples, and Cameron was sucking on Brandon’s big white uncut cock, nice and slow, really loving it, really tasting it, really licking all over it from his balls over the shaft and all over the moist head, teasing the foreskin with his wet tongue, to Brandon’s sexual delight.

“That feels good,” Geo whispered as Bobby kept fucking him, as Cornelio kept kissing him, as Brandon kept working his nipples, as the six young boys all enjoyed each other’s supple, muscular, naked boy bodies.

“I love fucking you,” Bobby said, thrusting harder, now starting to move faster, to really fuck the Italian stud good. “Do you like my cock up in your tight hole?”

“Yes,” Geo moaned, sticking his tongue out so Cornelio could suck on it.

“You fucking love it,” Bobby said, thrusting and thrusting, pulling his cock a little bit out before shoving the whole thing right back in, repeating that process over and over again. “You love having me on top of you.”

“I love it,” Geo agreed.

“You love feeling that cock up inside of you.”

“I love it,” Geo repeated.

“You feel how fucking big and hard I am.”

“So hard,” Geo moaned.

“You wanna feel my cum up in your ass?”

“Yes!” Geo said, his voice now raising with excitement.

Now all the other boys were getting repositioned, standing up and encircling Bobby and Geo as Bobby fucked him good. The other four boys began to ferociously jerk off, their hard cocks getting even harder as they stroked and watched Bobby stick his cock up into Geo’s asshole.

“I’m gonna cum inside of you,” Bobby said, shoving his cock further in.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

Bobby thrust his hips forward, over and over again, feeling his cock plunging deeper and deeper into Geo. His cock felt warm and cozy up inside Geo; Bobby kept getting harder and harder as he fucked Geo, as he stuck his fingers into Geo’s mouth and as Geo sucked on them, relishing the taste of the fingers that had just been up his own asshole a few moments ago. Bobby moved his hips around a little as he kept his cock shoved up into Geo. Now Bobby started to feel a nice wet tongue sliding up into his asshole. He glanced behind him to see the beautiful beautiful beautiful Thai Todd was rimming him. “Mmmmm, that feels good,” Bobby said to him.

Meanwhile, Cornelio had crawled up so now he was looking down at Geo’s face and the two began to passionately kiss, very slow and tender kisses, their tongues slowly sliding into each other’s mouths, enjoying the tastes and smells of eachother. Brandon was focused on sucking Geo’s hard, dark nipples, and Cameron was sucking on Brandon’s big white uncut cock, nice and slow, really loving it, really tasting it, really licking all over it from his balls over the shaft and all over the moist head, teasing the foreskin with his wet tongue, to Brandon’s sexual delight.

“That feels good,” Geo whispered as Bobby kept fucking him, as Cornelio kept kissing him, as Brandon kept working his nipples, as the six young boys all enjoyed each other’s supple, muscular, naked boy bodies.

“I love fucking you,” Bobby said, thrusting harder, now starting to move faster, to really fuck the Italian stud good. “Do you like my cock up in your tight hole?”

“Yes,” Geo moaned, sticking his tongue out so Cornelio could suck on it.

“You fucking love it,” Bobby said, thrusting and thrusting, pulling his cock a little bit out before shoving the whole thing right back in, repeating that process over and over again. “You love having me on top of you.”

“I love it,” Geo agreed.

“You love feeling that cock up inside of you.”

“I love it,” Geo repeated.

“You feel how fucking big and hard I am.”

“So hard,” Geo moaned.

“You wanna feel my cum up in your ass?”

“Yes!” Geo said, his voice now raising with excitement.

Now all the other boys were getting repositioned, standing up and encircling Bobby and Geo as Bobby fucked him good. The other four boys began to ferociously jerk off, their hard cocks getting even harder as they stroked and watched Bobby stick his cock up into Geo’s asshole.

“I’m gonna cum inside of you,” Bobby said, shoving his cock further in.

“Cum in him!” Todd said, continuing to masturbate himself along with the other four boys.

“I’m about to shoot,” Bobby said, feeling that feeling, that wonderful feeling, that special tingling feeling as he prepared to unload his delivery of hot young boy cum up into Geo’s tight, willing, eager hole. “I’m gonna cum in your ass.”

“Please, cum in my ass, please!” Geo said, and now Bobby did.

Bobby couldn’t stop himself from screaming a little as his cum began to shoot out, ropes and ropes of it, sticky and salty and smelling like man. Bobby could feel his own cum dripping back down over his cock even as he continued to shoot more cum up into Geo’s asshole. Bobby kept thrusting, feeling like he was having the longest orgasm of his life, as if the cum would never stop shooting out. Now some of the cum was dripping down onto the hard cement by the pool, but Bobby was still shooting, his right hand grabbing Geo’s hard cock and jerking it hard as he exploded all up into him.

“Oh God, oh God, I’m gonna shoot, too!” Geo said, and a second later he did, shooting huge ropes of gooey cum up into the air. Some of it landed down on the ground, some of it hit Bobby in the face, right under his chin, before dripping back off and onto Geo’s dark Italian chest, even more of the cum shooting up into Bobby’s fist, which was tightly clenched over Geo’s uncut cock. Bobby kept stroking his cock, using Geo’s own cum to lube it up, spreading the cum around all over the big cock, which was still hard but beginning to soften up a little after Geo’s big orgasm.

At that moment, the other four boys all shot their loads at the same time, soaking Bobby and Geo with huge loads of hot cum, covering their entire bodies with it. All the boys squealed with sexual pleasure as they came, as they aimed their hard cocks down to shoot their loads onto the two boys on the ground. Bobby loved that warm, sticky feeling of cum covering his body. He began to rub the cum all over his body like lotion, all over his stomach, his face, his legs, licking some of it up off his fingers, taking some of it and spreading it all over Geo’s body while Geo panted, clearly exhausted from being fucked hard by Bobby’s big uncut cock.

Finally Bobby collapsed down on top of Geo, the two boys covered head to toe with the cum of the other four boys. Bobby panted hard, resting his head on Geo’s chest, listening to his heartbeat, enjoying the smell of man mixed with the smell of cum and the smell of chlorine coming from the pool. Even as he panted, Bobby also licked his tongue around a little, tasting all that salty boy cum that was dripping down Geo’s dark body.

Now the other four boys also collapsed down onto the cement, also panting and sighing as they took a few moments to get their bearings, to recover from their massive explosions of cum.

“That was amazing,” Geo said, sitting up a little.

“Super hot,” Bobby agreed, giving him a kiss. “I loved fucking you.”

“I loved getting fucked by you,” Geo said.

“Come on, let’s get cleaned up,” Brandon said, standing up and quickly jumping into the pool. The other boys all followed him into the pool, letting the water wash the sweat and cum off of their bodies, swimming around naked under the moonlight. Bobby loved the sensation of swimming naked, feeling totally uninhibited, enjoying feeling the water against his naked body, his penis unconstrained by an uncomfortable bathing suit. Bobby simply enjoyed doing some backstrokes for awhile, swimming from one end of the pool to the other, looking up at the moon and the beautiful stars above his head, feeling utterly at peace as he floated.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

“Come on, let’s get cleaned up,” Brandon said, standing up and quickly jumping into the pool. The other boys all followed him into the pool, letting the water wash the sweat and cum off of their bodies, swimming around naked under the moonlight. Bobby loved the sensation of swimming naked, feeling totally uninhibited, enjoying feeling the water against his naked body, his penis unconstrained by an uncomfortable bathing suit. Bobby simply enjoyed doing some backstrokes for awhile, swimming from one end of the pool to the other, looking up at the moon and the beautiful stars above his head, feeling utterly at peace as he floated.

After several lovely minutes of swimming under the night sky, Brandon piped up and said, “I’m ready for pizza now.”

“Oh yeah,” Bobby said. “I forgot all about it.”

A few minutes later and the six boys were sitting naked on the floor in Cornelio’s kitchen, eating their pizza. Bobby was enjoying the taste of his vegetarian pizza but was probably just gonna have the one piece and save the rest for later. Bobby looked around at his friends, all sitting nude together on the floor; Bobby loved hanging out casual naked, ass and balls and cock hanging out for all to see, just chilling and eating and visiting together. He let his eyes scan over all five of the other penises in the room, admiring all of them for their unique beauty, for the way they were all different from eachother and all super sexy. He looked at Geo’s nice uncut cock, which was flaccid and resting comfortably on the floor as he ate some of the meat lover’s pizza.

“That was super fun,” Cameron said between bites of his pizza.

“Yeah, super hot,” Cornelio said.

“I love your cock, Bobby,” Geo said, smiling.

“Thank you,” Bobby smiled back.

“I love all your cocks, just to be clear,” Geo said, taking another bite of his pizza.

After all the boys felt sufficiently full from their dinner, they headed upstairs to Cornelio’s bedroom, where Cornelio had not one, but two king sized beds which he had pushed together, creating a gigantic bed that could easily fit all of the boys. The sheets were a nice expensive Egyptian cotton, very soft and silky to the touch, and there were lots of big fluffy pillows all over the bed, at both the head and the foot of the bed and lined up along the sides. All in all, it was a very cozy bed and Bobby always loved sharing it with his beautiful Cornelio.

“I’m pretty tired,” Bobby said with a yawn. “Are you guys ready to go to sleep?”

“Oh no, not yet,” Cornelio said with a grin. "There's still one more thing that we gotta do."

“Oh yeah?”

“Yup,” Cornelio said, moving up closer to Bobby and pushing him down on the bed. Before Bobby knew it, all five boys were piling on top of him, pushing him down hard so he could barely move around. Cameron, with a wicked glint in his eye, produced a blindfold and quickly tied it around Bobby’s face, completely obliterating his vision, and a few seconds later Bobby felt his arms being stretched out and tied up to the headboard. He felt the ten eager young hands crawling all over his body as they tied him up to the bed, blindfolded and completely at their mercy. Bobby already had another erection, and even though he couldn’t see it, he could tell it was really big and hard, and then a second later he felt the nice, warm, wet sensation of someone’s lips wrapping around his cock and beginning to pleasure him, a tongue sliding under his foreskin, swirling around his head, relishing the taste, and then someone else’s tongue began to lick all over his balls.

“Mmmmmm,” Bobby moaned, smiling. He was loving this, not being able to see anything, not knowing who was sucking his dick and who was licking his balls, not knowing who the owner of the tongue currently licking his erect left nipple was. Bobby inhaled deep, soaking in the smells of all the men around him, that fabulously sweaty smell of raw, seething testosterone. Two hands were gently caressing and tickling his feet and Bobby, always a ticklish lad, giggled a little just as another hand began to spread his butt cheeks open. Suddenly Bobby felt the unmistakable sensation of a hard cock going up his ass, not quick, but really nice and slow, first just the tip going up into his tight hole and then a few seconds going by before the rest of the cock slowly inserted further up into him. Bobby’s clenched his asshole up so that the cock was caught inside of him, trapped by his tight sphincter muscles, and Bobby enjoyed the feeling of the cock continuing to fuck him.

As the cock moved further and further up into him, Bobby now felt a nice light kiss on his lips and he smiled and said, “I know who that is.” He could tell from the feeling of the kiss along with the masculine smell hovering over him that his beloved Cornelio was fucking him, sticking his uncut Mexican cock up into him for the second time this night, deeper and deeper, pulling it out and then shoving it back in, over and over again, and each time the cock rammed up into him, Bobby let out a little squeal of pleasure.

“Yeah you do,” Cornelio said, giving him another kiss. Bobby loved how he could see nothing in front of him but blackness, and he loved the feeling of his strong, muscular young boy arms tied up to the headboard, how he could barely move around, how he was completely defenseless as his friends ravaged his body. “You know who that big cock up your ass belongs to,” Cornelio whispered to him, and now Bobby could feel his beloved boyfriend’s warm tongue sliding up into his left ear.

“I love that,” Bobby said quietly, smiling more. As he enjoyed the sensation of Cornelio’s cock rammed up his ass, he also continued to enjoy the feeling of getting his cock sucked, even hotter because he had no idea who was sucking him. If he could reach over and feel their hair and their body, he would be able to tell who it was, but of course he couldn’t move his arms at all, so for the moment he had no idea who was enjoying taking his big hard cock into their wet mouth.

Suddenly, Bobby felt Cornelio’s cock begin to pulse inside of his asshole, and he knew what was about to happen and he welcomed it. Yes, just a moment later Bobby felt his ass being filled up with cum, the cum of his beautiful boyfriend. Cornelio continued to kiss Bobby lovingly as he exploded his cum up into him, as he stuck the cock in just a little bit further while delivering his semen up into Bobby’s tight young hole. Another few moments went by and then Bobby felt his boyfriend’s cock pull out of his ass, he felt the cum dripping back out of his ass and onto the bed sheets, and he panted with joy, but he barely had time to get his breath back before he immediately felt another cock being shoved up his ass, a nice big one. Bobby gasped and shrieked a little, but with pleasure, not pain.

“Who’s fucking you now, Bobby?” Cornelio’s voice whispered to him.

“I...….don’t.....know,” Bobby said, panting more as the cock continued to thrust into him. “But whoever it is, it’s someone who’s packing a big one.”

“Who’s sucking your cock?” Cornelio asked.

“I don’t know, but I think it might be…..” Bobby paused, clenching his teeth together with passionate elation, gasping some more as he enjoyed the feeling of the big cock inside of him. “I think it might be Cameron.”

Sure enough, it was Cameron, who stopped sucking Bobby just long enough to say, “Yup, it’s me.”

“Feels good,” Bobby said.

“Tastes good,” Cameron said, returning to sucking Bobby.

The cock up Bobby’s ass continued to dig into him, to move around and explore, lubed up from Cornelio’s cum, which was still leaking out of Bobby’s ass. The cum helped a lot, as the cock kept sliding in and out, slick and smooth, no pain, just an undeniable sexual bliss, an odyssey of erotic awakenings with the five other naked young men in the room. Bobby felt the cock up his ass, the mouth wrapped around his own hard, pulsing penis, a tongue licking his nipples, someone’s fingers moving through his hair, stroking and feeling his face, yet another hand squeezing his arms. Bobby loved how he had no idea who was doing what; he had never gotten tied up and blindfolded before but he was cherishing every cock-filled moment. He hoped that all five of the boys would fuck him and he had a good feeling that they would.

“I’m cumming,” Geo’s voice said, and now Bobby knew who’s big cock was so pleasantly shoved up into his ass right now.

“Cum!” Bobby said, “Cum in me!”

Geo let out a long, slow moaning noise as he squirted up into Bobby, adding his huge load of sticky cum to the load Cornelio had left up Bobby’s ass just a few minutes before. “I’m cumming in your ass,” Geo said in a voice both commanding and tender all at the same time. "You love it."

“I love it!” Bobby yelled. “Fucking fill me up with your cum!”

“Yeah,” Geo said, still shooting up into Bobby, just repeating that word, “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” over and over again as he squirted. He kept jamming the cock further up, and once again Bobby could feel the cum leaking back over his ass, back over Geo’s hard, pulsing, throbbing cock even as it continued to fuck Bobby good up his tight young hole.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

“I’m cumming,” Geo’s voice said, and now Bobby knew who’s big cock was so pleasantly shoved up into his ass right now.

“Cum!” Bobby said, “Cum in me!”

Geo let out a long, slow moaning noise as he squirted up into Bobby, adding his huge load of sticky cum to the load Cornelio had left up Bobby’s ass just a few minutes before. “I’m cumming in your ass,” Geo said in a voice both commanding and tender all at the same time.

“I love it!” Bobby yelled. “Fucking fill me up with your cum!”

“Yeah,” Geo said, still shooting up into Bobby, just repeating that word, “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” over and over again as he squirted. He kept jamming the cock further up, and once again Bobby could feel the cum leaking back out his ass, back over Geo’s hard, pulsing, throbbing cock even as it continued to fuck Bobby good up his tight young hole.

“Fuck…..yes…..fuck…..yes….” Bobby just kept moaning, panting, sighing, every erogenous zone in his entire body being stimulated to maximum capacity. He was being sucked, he was being fucked, he was being licked, he was being kissed, there were so many hands and tongues and cocks all over his body, ravaging his supple young body. “So……fucking……hot….”

Bobby felt Geo pulling his cock out of him, that sudden sensation of air rushing up into his asshole as the cock pulled out of him, wet and slick, the cum of two boys now mixed together up inside of Bobby, warm, gooey, wonderful.

“Fuck yeah,” Bobby said, panting harder. “I want more, I want more!”

He got more a second later, another big cock up his ass, but who’s? Bobby didn’t know quite yet, but he thought after a few moments of getting fucked by this cock, he would be able to identify the owner. Bobby pulled his arms a bit, feeling how tightly bound they were, how his entire naked body was spread out for the boys to do with as they pleased. The cock continued to fuck him, really fast this time, shoving in and out of him, faster and faster, nicely lubed up from the cum of Cornelio and Geo in Bobby’s tight eager young boy ass, making it even easier for the hard, throbbing penis to shove up into Bobby.

“Don’t…..stop!” Bobby said. “Keep fucking me!”

“Roger that,” came the low, deep, masculine voice of Cameron.

“Cameron,” Bobby smiled. “It’s your big cock.”

“My big cock,” Cameron said happily.

“Your big cock up my tight ass.”

“My big cock up your tight ass,” Cameron said, pushing further into Bobby’s cum-filled asshole. “I’m gonna cum in your tight ass,” he announced.

“Do it!”

Sure enough, even more cum began to explode up into Bobby, who screamed out even more. He thought it was super hot how fast it was, just like when Cameron shot into his mouth in the shower earlier this evening.

“You love that,” Cameron said, authoritative, masculine, the one in charge, a big strong sexy man being dominant. “My big cock fucking your hole, I’m fucking you, expanding you.”

Bobby liked that phrasing, “expanding you.” He grinned with even more sensual, arousing, carnal ecstasy as the cum filled him to the brim. And just as quickly, Cameron pulled his cock back out, that sorta funny little popping sound filling the room as he pulled it out, and then a moment later another cock hammer into him, once again just sliding right in; there was so much cum inside of Bobby now that the cock just slid right in, nice and slick and lubed up. Bobby gasped inward and hissed a bit as the penis slid in. Bobby knew there were only two boys left to fuck him, so this was either Todd or Brandon. Warm lips now pressed against Bobby’s lips, kissing him passionately, giving lots of tongue, a really sultry, wet kiss. Bobby tasted the tongue inside of his mouth and tried to discern who could be kissing him, but from his sense of smell and along with the surety that it was a circumcised cock up his ass, Bobby deduced it was his beautiful Thai Todd.

“Todd,” Bobby moaned to himself.

“Kee-rect!” Todd continued to kiss him and fuck him. “You like that?”

“Love it!” Bobby said.

“Feels good?”

“Feels great!” Bobby said. “I want your cum in me!”

“Give me a minute,” Todd said, returning to kissing Bobby.

Meanwhile someone’s hand was caressing Bobby’s hair, touching it and running it through their fingers, brushing down his cheek, and someone was sucking his cock really good, but who? It could be Cameron again, or it could be anyone else. Bobby’s blindfold remained tightly wrapped around his entire face, not even a splinter of light shining through, and his arms were still tightly bound to the bars of the headboard.

“Okay, get ready,” Todd said, “It’s gonna be big; I can feel it.”

“I want it!” Bobby said. “Fill me up!”

“Oh God, I’m cumming,” Todd grunted. Again, Bobby felt that wonderful, masculine sensation of the semen squirting up into his ass out of Todd’s cut Thai cock. Bobby relished the feeling, imagining all the cum that had been ejaculated up into his asshole, thinking of how it was all mixing together up inside of him, the hot, delicious semen of four boys, all delivered into his ass in the space of just a few minutes. This left only one boy to fuck him, his wonderful YMCA buddy Brandon.

As Bobby felt Todd pull his softening cock out of him, Bobby squirmed around a little and said, “Brandon, I want it, give it to me.”

 

[Bobby Briggs]

Meanwhile someone’s hand was caressing Bobby’s hair, touching it and running it through their fingers, brushing down his cheek, and someone was sucking his cock really good, but who? It could be Cameron again, or it could be anyone else. Bobby’s blindfold remained tightly wrapped around his entire face, not even a splinter of light shining through, and his arms were still tightly bound to the bars of the headboard.

“Okay, get ready,” Todd said, “It’s gonna be big; I can feel it.”

“I want it!” Bobby said. “Fill me up!”

“Oh God, I’m cumming,” Todd grunted. Again, Bobby felt that wonderful, masculine sensation of the semen squirting up into his ass out of Todd’s cut Thai cock. Bobby relished the feeling, imagining all the cum that had been ejaculated up into his asshole, thinking of how it was all mixing together up inside of him, the hot, delicious semen of four boys, all delivered into his ass in the space of just a few minutes. This left only one boy to fuck him, his wonderful YMCA buddy Brandon.

As Bobby felt Todd pull his softening cock out of him, Bobby squirmed around a little and said, “Brandon, I want it, give it to me.”

“Yes, sir,” Brandon said, and Bobby felt Brandon climbing on top of him, pushing his chest down onto Bobby’s chest, lying flat on top of him for a moment, grinding his strong hard body and his hard cock against Bobby’s body, kissing him on his neck and then nibbling his ears a little before giving him a big French kiss. Bobby sighed, loving the feeling of Brandon’s warm breath over him, feeling his tongue in his mouth, then licking all over his body.

“I like that,” Bobby sighed. Now he felt Brandon’s strong hands grabbing both of his legs and flinging them up over his shoulders, followed by that transcendent, divine, magical feeling of Brandon’s young penis sliding into his hole. Brandon was more slow and tender than the last two boys had been, sliding it in slow, just a little at first, then pulling it out a bit and putting it back in a bit, but not all the way, repeating that over and over, driving Bobby wild. “I love that,” Bobby said, almost whispering it. “Feels so good, keep doing that.”

Brandon obliged, continuing to shove just a little bit of the cock in, pull it out, put it back in, just the head, not the whole thing. He kept doing this for several minutes; for how long altogether Bobby had no idea. Meanwhile, whoever was sucking his dick was continuing to really chow down on it, making love to Bobby’s uncut cock with their warm mouth, and Bobby knew he himself could only hold out so long before he exploded another great big epic orgasm out of his hard cock.

“Okay, shove it all in, shove it all in!” Bobby said eagerly, ready to feel the entire girth and width of Brandon’s uncut white cock all up inside of him. Now Bobby bit his bottom lip to keep from screaming as he felt Brandon stick it in, all of it, the entire big beautiful cock rammed up into Bobby’s ass, currently filled with the cum of four young men but about to be filled with the cum of five.

“Am I hurting you?” Brandon asked.

“No, I love it! Don’t stop!” Bobby thought it was very sweet how Brandon made sure he wasn’t hurting him; it was a nice loving thing; the kind of behavior a good lover would demonstrate. “Keep fucking me!” Bobby yelled. “Tell me when you’re gonna cum; I’m about to cum, too.”

At that moment Bobby felt a cock slide into his mouth, a sorta flaccid-but-huge cock, and it only took a second of Bobby sucking on it to know that it was Cornelio’s. Bobby loved the taste of his boyfriend’s uncut cock, he loved twirling his tongue around under the foreskin, running it over the head in circles, and he did just that now, sucking and licking and moaning and humming as he took Cornelio’s cock into his mouth. Even though Cornelio had just shot up his ass a few minutes ago, Bobby hoped he would deliver another load down his throat now; he knew from experience that Cornelio was a fast re-loader.

“Okay, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum!” Brandon said.

“Me, too,” Bobby whispered, feeling the tingling feeling, the rush of semen coming up from his balls, relishing the feeling of whoever was sucking on his dick, loving that he was about to squirt into this person’s mouth.

The timing was perfect. At the exact same moment that Brandon began to cum into Bobby’s ass, Cornelio also ejaculated in Bobby’s willing young mouth and Bobby shot his load into the mouth of whoever was blowing him. It was glorious, tasting Cornelio’s cum sliding down his throat, feeling Brandon’s cum flood up inside of his ass, and feeling his own mind blowing orgasm as he delivered buckets of his own cum down the eager throat of the mystery blowjob-giver. Bobby couldn’t help it; he screamed really loud, his nerve endings alive, everything about his naked body tingling with sexual pleasure. Loads of cum from five different boys were now leaking out of his asshole, which wasn’t nearly so tight now as it had been earlier this evening, no sir, certainly not after getting fucked good by five boys, and not just once but twice from his beautiful boyfriend, who had so memorably and wonderfully fucked him on the floor of the living room earlier this night.

“Fuck yeah,” Brandon sighed as he continued to shoot into Bobby. “You feel that?”

“I feel that!”

“You love that?”

“I love that!”

 

[Bobby Briggs]

“You know you fucking love it,” Brandon said, still shooting, but he was starting to finish his load. “You love when I cum in your ass.”


“Love it!” Bobby agreed. “I can’t get enough!” He had swallowed Cornelio’s cum delivery but was still running his tongue around in his mouth, tasting every last little drop of the semen Cornelio had exploded into his mouth and down his throat. He loved everything about this; he loved all the cum inside of him, he loved being naked with all these young men; he loved the taste in his mouth and the smells filling the room, the smell of man. Now Bobby felt the weight of Brandon’s body moving off of him as Brandon pulled his cock out of Bobby.


“That was fun,” Cornelio said.


“Definitely,” Cameron agreed.


“You think we should untie Bobby now?” Todd asked.


“I dunno, maybe we should just leave him like that all night,” Cornelio said, and even though Bobby was blindfolded, he could tell from the tone of his voice that Cornelio was grinning, probably with that wonderful little mischievous twinkle in his eye.


“Don’t you dare!” Bobby said, but he said it with a giggle; he knew Cornelio was just teasing.


“I dunno,” Cornelio said. “What do you think, boys? Should we untie him?”


“I guess so,” Brandon said, and a second later, Bobby felt hands untying him from the bedpost and then another hand slipped his blindfold off. The brightness of the room was almost blinding at first after so long under the blind fold. Bobby sat up and stretched his arms out, moving them around in circles and then stretching behind his back to get the blood flowing again. He looked at all his beautiful naked friends, at the cum drops still falling off of their cocks even as they softened up and returned to a flaccid state. Bobby took a great big breath inside and held it for awhile and then released it nice and slow, getting his sense of space back, recovering from getting fucked by five boys in the space of about a half hour.


“That was great!” Bobby said with unbridled enthusiasm. “Thanks, guys.”


“Our pleasure,” Todd said, giving Bobby a wink. “It was hot fucking you; I’ve never done that before. Also, it was me blowing you.”


“Really?” Bobby said with surprise. “You were good at it!”


The boys made their way to the bathroom and all enjoyed a nice shower together in Cornelio’s big shower with the three shower heads shooting powerful streams of warm water all over their naked bodies. After that, they all brushed and flossed and mouth-washed with some Listerine and then headed back to the bedroom, where Bobby put on a Carpenters vinyl for some soothing music as everyone prepared for sleep. Fifteen minutes later, all the boys were nestled up together in the two big, shoved together, king-sized beds. Cameron, Brandon, Todd, and Geo all fell asleep quickly, leaving only Bobby and Cornelio awake, both drifting towards a peaceful sleep. Bobby and Cornelio snuggled up close together, wrapping their arms around each other, enjoying their shared warmth and their special intimate bond.


“That was really fun,” Bobby whispered to Cornelio.


“I had fun, too,” Cornelio said, giving Bobby a quick little kiss on the lips. “We gotta do it again sometime.”


“Definitely,” Bobby said, snuggling up closer to his beautiful boyfriend, wrapping up as tight as he could with him, enjoying his smell, the feeling of his warm breath over Bobby’s face as they nestled up together. Bobby looked over his boyfriend’s face, so spellbinding in the dark, only the blue from the moonlight shining in through the venetian blinds on the window. He looked at Cornelio’s beautiful face, his glorious hair, his cute eyes, the shape of his nose, how strong and muscular his arms were draped all over Bobby’s naked body.


“I’m glad you’re my boyfriend,” Bobby said, kissing Cornelio on the cheek.


“I’m glad you’re my boyfriend, too,” Cornelio replied, smiling up at Bobby.


“I love you,” Bobby said.


“I love you, too,” Cornelio said, and with that, the two boys settled into a deep, blissful sleep.





THE END…..





…..FOR NOW, but Bobby will return in BOBBY’S SWIM INSTRUCTOR.​

 

[sunandfun]

hot story! Thanks

 

[miamirt]

Wow, what a sleepover. There could be more action in the morning!!!!
I love all the fucking and that Bobby sucked his boyfriend after his cock was up his ass!!
Too bad no one slurped som cum directly from Bobby’s cum filled ass

 

[Adam-reborn]

Meanwhile someone’s hand was caressing Bobby’s hair, touching it and running it through their fingers, brushing down his cheek, and someone was sucking his cock really good, but who? It could be Cameron again, or it could be anyone else. Bobby’s blindfold remained tightly wrapped around his entire face, not even a splinter of light shining through, and his arms were still tightly bound to the bars of the headboard.

“Okay, get ready,” Todd said, “It’s gonna be big; I can feel it.”

“I want it!” Bobby said. “Fill me up!”

“Oh God, I’m cumming,” Todd grunted. Again, Bobby felt that wonderful, masculine sensation of the semen squirting up into his ass out of Todd’s cut Thai cock. Bobby relished the feeling, imagining all the cum that had been ejaculated up into his asshole, thinking of how it was all mixing together up inside of him, the hot, delicious semen of four boys, all delivered into his ass in the space of just a few minutes. This left only one boy to fuck him, his wonderful YMCA buddy Brandon.

As Bobby felt Todd pull his softening cock out of him, Bobby squirmed around a little and said, “Brandon, I want it, give it to me.”

“Yes, sir,” Brandon said, and Bobby felt Brandon climbing on top of him, pushing his chest down onto Bobby’s chest, lying flat on top of him for a moment, grinding his strong hard body and his hard cock against Bobby’s body, kissing him on his neck and then nibbling his ears a little before giving him a big French kiss. Bobby sighed, loving the feeling of Brandon’s warm breath over him, feeling his tongue in his mouth, then licking all over his body.

“I like that,” Bobby sighed. Now he felt Brandon’s strong hands grabbing both of his legs and flinging them up over his shoulders, followed by that transcendent, divine, magical feeling of Brandon’s young penis sliding into his hole. Brandon was more slow and tender than the last two boys had been, sliding it in slow, just a little at first, then pulling it out a bit and putting it back in a bit, but not all the way, repeating that over and over, driving Bobby wild. “I love that,” Bobby said, almost whispering it. “Feels so good, keep doing that.”

Brandon obliged, continuing to shove just a little bit of the cock in, pull it out, put it back in, just the head, not the whole thing. He kept doing this for several minutes; for how long altogether Bobby had no idea. Meanwhile, whoever was sucking his dick was continuing to really chow down on it, making love to Bobby’s uncut cock with their warm mouth, and Bobby knew he himself could only hold out so long before he exploded another great big epic orgasm out of his hard cock.

“Okay, shove it all in, shove it all in!” Bobby said eagerly, ready to feel the entire girth and width of Brandon’s uncut white cock all up inside of him. Now Bobby bit his bottom lip to keep from screaming as he felt Brandon stick it in, all of it, the entire big beautiful cock rammed up into Bobby’s ass, currently filled with the cum of four young men but about to be filled with the cum of five.

“Am I hurting you?” Brandon asked.

“No, I love it! Don’t stop!” Bobby thought it was very sweet how Brandon made sure he wasn’t hurting him; it was a nice loving thing; the kind of behavior a good lover would demonstrate. “Keep fucking me!” Bobby yelled. “Tell me when you’re gonna cum; I’m about to cum, too.”

At that moment Bobby felt a cock slide into his mouth, a sorta flaccid-but-huge cock, and it only took a second of Bobby sucking on it to know that it was Cornelio’s. Bobby loved the taste of his boyfriend’s uncut cock, he loved twirling his tongue around under the foreskin, running it over the head in circles, and he did just that now, sucking and licking and moaning and humming as he took Cornelio’s cock into his mouth. Even though Cornelio had just shot up his ass a few minutes ago, Bobby hoped he would deliver another load down his throat now; he knew from experience that Cornelio was a fast re-loader.

“Okay, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum!” Brandon said.

“Me, too,” Bobby whispered, feeling the tingling feeling, the rush of semen coming up from his balls, relishing the feeling of whoever was sucking on his dick, loving that he was about to squirt into this person’s mouth.

The timing was perfect. At the exact same moment that Brandon began to cum into Bobby’s ass, Cornelio also ejaculated in Bobby’s willing young mouth and Bobby shot his load into the mouth of whoever was blowing him. It was glorious, tasting Cornelio’s cum sliding down his throat, feeling Brandon’s cum flood up inside of his ass, and feeling his own mind blowing orgasm as he delivered buckets of his own cum down the eager throat of the mystery blowjob-giver. Bobby couldn’t help it; he screamed really loud, his nerve endings alive, everything about his naked body tingling with sexual pleasure. Loads of cum from five different boys were now leaking out of his asshole, which wasn’t nearly so tight now as it had been earlier this evening, no sir, certainly not after getting fucked good by five boys, and not just once but twice from his beautiful boyfriend, who had so memorably and wonderfully fucked him on the floor of the living room earlier this night.

“Fuck yeah,” Brandon sighed as he continued to shoot into Bobby. “You feel that?”

“I feel that!”

“You love that?”

“I love that!”

Fucking awesome!!

 

[Bobby Briggs]

Here is the beginning of my new story. I decided to change the title to "Bobby's Swim Coach," both cuz it sounds a little more brisk and also a bit hotter. Please enjoy and leave comments!

BOBBY'S SWIM COACH

As soon as Bobby laid his eyes on Coach Hunter, he started to get horny.

Coach Hunter was a beautiful young black man; Bobby couldn’t tell how old he was quite yet because he was in such good shape. Standing before Bobby in a tight black Speedo, a nice prominent bulge on display, he looked like an Adonis, exhibiting nice, strong, muscular arms that bulged with those sexy protruding veins that Bobby adored so much, and nice muscly legs that looked like they would feel hard as a rock, if only Bobby could lay his eager young hands on them and squeeze them. His hair was cut very short, almost shaved, and he had two blue jeweled earrings in his respective ears.

Coach Hunter walked over to Bobby, extending a hand out, and said, “You must be Bobby.”

“Yes, I am,” Bobby said, shaking his hand, feeling the nice strong grip as the beautiful black man gave him three big shakes before releasing his hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you, too,” he replied. “You’re my first student of the year.”

“Do you only do one-on-one coaching?” Bobby asked.

“Oh no; I also instruct the college swim team every year, but we just haven’t gotten started with that yet. I do private lessons to earn a little extra money; I’ve gotta pay off student loan debts.”

“Yeah, I don’t have to worry about that yet,” Bobby smiled. “I’m just taking this one course for fun. I don’t even live in this town.”

“Oh really? What are you doing in the area?”

“I’m on a trip across the country,” Bobby said, before adding, “again.”

“Oh yeah? You do that a lot?”

“Just once before. I graduated last spring and I wanna do some exploring and stuff before I go to college; I’ll probably go next year.”

“I did that, too,” Coach Hunter replied, smiling, giving Bobby a nice, long, piercing look with his dark brown eyes. “I took two years off after high school, then I went ahead and started getting my athletic training degree. So listen, I gotta go grab a few things out of my office and I’ll be right back.”

“Okay,” Bobby said. “I’m gonna go get changed.” He was still wearing his clothes but had a backpack on which contained his Speedo, a towel, and some toiletries; a bar of Dove soap, some shampoo/conditioner combo, and a stick of deodorant. Bobby turned away from Coach Hunter and began to leave the pool deck and head towards the locker rooms.

As Bobby walked, he reflected on the series of events that had brought him here. Bobby was in a wonderful relationship with a beautiful Mexican boy named Cornelio. He loved Cornelio and Cornelio loved him and the two of them had a wonderful pseudo-open-relationship. They didn’t mind if the other played around with others, so long as they told each other about their adventures, and their favorite thing in the world was to fool around together, to get a nice group of boys together and just be boys together. Bobby and Cornelio had met a few months ago at a YMCA and immediately hit it off, and fairly recently they had hosted a sleepover with four other young men. It had been a gooey good time, finishing with all five of the boys taking turns fucking Bobby while he was tied up and blindfolded.

After Cornelio had left town to go to college, Bobby had taken off in his car for another cross-country adventure. He had saved up lots of money since he had started working very young, when he was twelve, first working at his uncle’s auto-shop. His uncle paid Bobby under the table, so Bobby didn’t have to worry about taxes taking all his money away, and six years of that job meant that Bobby had packed a lot of money into his bank account. Driving across the country and doing whatever he wanted was no concern, for it would take a long time to deplete his money. He had stopped off in a small town about two hundred miles from his own. There was a college there and Bobby had taken a look around, curious to see if maybe he could earn a credit or two by taking an athletic class. While exploring the campus rec-center, he had seen a flier advertising a swim instructor who did one-on-one sessions, and it counted for two credits. Bobby figured why not and signed up and today was his first lesson.

Bobby loved this building. It was very old and had that fabulous feeling of a classic athletic building from a different era, circa late ‘70s/early ‘80s. There were three stories to the building. The third story housed the large basketball court and an indoor track, while the second story had a real big weight room and lots of cardio equipment. Finally, there was the basement, where the Olympic sized pool was located. The hallways were fabulously mazelike and it had taken Bobby awhile to locate the men’s locker room, but he was pleased when he found it, for it boasted fantastic open showers, no private stalls, just a nice wide open space with enough shower heads to easily accommodate thirty naked, showering young men. Open showers were one of Bobby’s favorite things, along with open urinals. He loved to put himself on display alongside other nude men, to show off his body and let himself be looked at. He planned to use this locker room a lot while he was here. Indeed, just this morning Bobby had gone jogging outside on the football field before taking a nice long shower in the locker room. Sadly, there had been nobody there to keep him company, but he didn’t mind, because he was already excited to see this glorious black man who would be helping him improve his swimming.

Bobby quickly made his way into the locker room, swinging open one of the double doors. Once you opened the doors, you turned to your left and went down a little inclined ramp and, after a right turn, you were in the locker area. It was fantastically large, probably one hundred lockers or so, and it had that wonderful smell of an old athletic building, the smell of soap, the smell of man, and the smell of chlorine from the pool right outside. Bobby, moving swiftly, pulled off his clothes and slid into his tight blue Speedo. Blue was Bobby’s color and he always looked good wearing blue clothing, plus this Speedo made his bulge look really big and Bobby was excited to show off that bulge to Coach Hunter.

Coach Hunter. Bobby repeated the name out loud to himself, admiring the sexy sound of it. It sounded authoritative, the ‘Coach’ title followed by that sexy name, ‘Hunter.’ What a hot name, the name of a man who was on the hunt, a man in charge, a strong, dominant, masculine man, a man who, if you were lucky enough to get him naked, would definitely climb on top of you and show you what a real man could do. Bobby locked up his clothes in the locker and made his way back out to the pool deck, where he found Coach Hunter waiting for him.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

Coach Hunter. Bobby repeated the name out loud to himself, admiring the sexy sound of it. It sounded authoritative, the ‘Coach’ title followed by that sexy name, ‘Hunter.’ What a hot name, the name of a man who was on the hunt, a man in charge, a strong, dominant, masculine man, a man who, if you were lucky enough to get him naked, would definitely show you what a real man could do. Bobby locker up his clothes in the locker and made his way back out to the pool deck, where he found Coach Hunter waiting for him.

“You ready to get started?”

“I sure am,” Bobby said, smiling at his new swim instructor, letting the look linger, looking slightly flirtatious. He thrust his hips forward just a small bit, not too much, not too obvious, just a small bit of movement.

There was a small collection of exercise equipment against the wall, a leg extension seat, a bench press, and a machine fly, plus some dumbbell weights on a little rack. Coach Hunter pointed over to the equipment and said, “I’d actually like to start you off with a small amount of muscle workout.”

Bobby followed him over to the equipment. “Okay, what do you wanna do?” Bobby asked.

“Let’s start with the leg extensions,” Coach Hunter said. “I’ll do the exercises with you, don’t worry.”

“Oh? You don’t have to.”

“As the general said, ‘I wouldn’t ask you to do anything that I wouldn’t do myself, boys.’”

“Cool,” Bobby said, sitting down on the leg extension seat.

“You do ten reps and then we’ll trade places. Go ahead and put any weight you’re comfortable with; don’t strain yourself.”

Bobby wanted to show off, so he set the weight to a hundred and fifty pounds. He worked out every single day of his life, so this barely even felt heavy to him. Bobby did ten reps, very slowly, feeling the muscles in his legs get stretched out while Coach Hunter watched him.

“Very good!” his new coach said enthusiastically. “You have strong legs, very muscular.”

“Thanks,” Bobby said, smiling again, finishing his ten reps. He stood up and traded spots with Coach Hunter.

“You go ahead and try ten reps over there on the bench press,” Coach Hunter said, “Then I’ll do those after you and you’ll switch back to legs; cool?”

“Sure,” Bobby said, lying back on the seat, grabbing the big barbell and pushing up and back down, enjoying the feeling of his strong arms pulsing from the exercise.

“We won’t do too much of this,” Coach Hunter said. “This is just to get some muscles worked out before we swim, but you don’t wanna go overboard and strain yourself.”

“Got it,” Bobby said, finishing his ten reps and sitting back up. He looked at Coach Hunter working on the leg extensions, and he let his eyes trace hungrily over that bulge in his coach’s hot, skin tight black Speedo. Was the bulge getting bigger? Bobby had a feeling that it was, that it looked a little more obvious, a little bit more prominent. Bobby could only imagine what Coach Hunter was packing, what it would look like if he peeled that Speedo off and stood naked. Bobby was getting a little hard, but he controlled himself and willed the erection away. He needed a little more time to get to know his new swim instructor, to see if the man was as interested in Bobby as Bobby was interested in him.

“Okay, let’s switch,” he said, standing up from the leg extension machine, his beautiful dark skin driving Bobby wild. “Just one more set on that machine, okay? Then we’ll do a few stretches and hop in the pool.” Coach Hunter laid back and started doing his reps on the barbell while Bobby worked on his legs. Now they both stood up and headed over closer to the pool.

“Go ahead and bend over and touch your toes,” he instructed, doing the same. Bobby thought about how his coach’s asshole was probably spread open right now as he bent down, and he imagined how beautiful that butt would look if only it wasn’t covered up by that damn swim suit. Now Coach Hunter returned to a standing position, pulling his right leg up behind himself, and then his left. Bobby mirrored his stretching, and after a minute or two of the stretching, Coach Hunter clapped his hands together and said, “You ready to get in the pool?”

“Yup,” Bobby said, walking over and jumping into the shallow end of the pool, loving the feeling of the water enveloping his body as he submerged. The water was the perfect temperature, not so cold that you started shivering, but not too warm that you would get overheated while exercising. Coach Hunter jumped in after him, making a big splash, sending some water sprinkling into Bobby’s face. Bobby watched his instructor floating in the water, the way his body glistened as the water splashed all over him.

Coach Hunter swam over towards Bobby and then stood up. The water in this end was shallow enough to be able to stand up, though of course it got deeper and deeper as you went further into the pool. “Do you mind if I touch you?” he asked casually.

Bobby’s heart started to beat a little faster and at first he wasn’t sure what to say. Was Coach Hunter cruising him or just being respectful before showing him how he wanted Bobby to swim? Bobby decided to reply, “I don’t mind if you touch me.” It both sounded like a breezy answer to the coach’s question while also having just the perfect little hint of flirtation in it. Bobby was starting to get hard in his Speedo, and it would probably have been really obvious if he wasn’t floating in the water; the motions of the water moving around working to hide Bobby’s erection as it began to grow bigger and bigger in his bathing suit.

Coach Hunter laid his black hands over Bobby’s shoulders, squeezing a little, feeling the muscles, and then he started moving Bobby’s arms slowly around in a backstroke motion. “We’re gonna start with backstroke, so try to move your arms like this while you stroke.”

Bobby smiled at the use of the word ‘stroke’ and resisted making a dirty joke. Instead he just nodded and began to do his backstroke, swimming all the way from one end of the pool to the other and then back again.

“Very nice, Bobby, but try to move your arms a little more like this.” Again Coach Hunter laid his hands on Bobby’s arms and demonstrated the way he wanted Bobby to swim. Bobby’s erection continued to throb as he enjoyed the feeling of those strong, masculine hands on his arms; he never wanted the coach to take his arms off of him. Bobby couldn’t control himself from letting out a little sigh of pleasure; he wondered if his coach noticed and he kinda hoped he did.

“Okay, another lap back and forth, and this time I’ll join you.”

“Affirmative,” Bobby said, smiling.

“Terminator 2,” Coach Hunter said with a point. “I love that movie.”

“Me, too.”

Bobby and Coach Hunter did their backstrokes from one end of the pool to the other, finishing up back at the shallow end. There was a large bottle of water sitting on the ground by the pool and the coach grabbed it and twisted the cap off before taking a nice long chug. “Remember you gotta stay hydrated,” he said, handing the bottle over to Bobby, who noticed with pleasure the way that the coach was sharing his bottle, not caring about letting his lips touch something that Bobby’s lips touched. Bobby took a few gulps of the water and then handed the bottle back.

“A lot of people forget about hydration when they’re swimming,” Bobby’s coach said as he took another sip of the water. “But it’s good to make sure and get plenty of water inbetween your laps.” He put the cap back onto the bottle and returned it to its spot on the ground. He swam a little closer to Bobby and reached over to squeeze Bobby’s arms again. “You have very strong arms,” he said with approval. “Do you work out a lot?”

“Yeah, I work out every day,” Bobby said. “Went jogging this morning and did some weights.”

“You look like it,” Coach Hunter said with a smile. “Your arms are big and muscular, and your legs too. No tummy, nice abs.”

 

[Bobby Briggs]

“A lot of people forget about hydration when they’re swimming,” Bobby’s coach said as he took another sip of the water. “But it’s good to make sure and get plenty of water in-between your laps.” He put the cap back onto the bottle and returned it to its spot on the ground. He swam a little closer to Bobby and reached over to squeeze Bobby’s arms again. “You have very strong arms,” he said with approval. “Do you work out a lot?”

“Yeah, I work out every day,” Bobby said. “Went jogging this morning and did some weights.”

“You look like it,” Coach Hunter said with a smile. “Your arms are big and muscular, and your legs too. No tummy, nice abs.”

“You, too,” Bobby said, smiling back, noticing the way that the coach hadn’t taken his arms off of him yet; he just kept squeezing them and feeling Bobby’s muscles, which Bobby now flexed, eager to show off how hard and strong his arms felt as Coach Hunter squeezed.

Now Coach Hunter moved his hands down under the water and squeezed Bobby’s legs, right on the hamstrings. “Your legs are very nice, too. You’re not feeling too sore, are you?”

“Not sore,” Bobby grinned. “What do you want me to do now?” He deliberately let that question drip with flirtation.

“Breast stroke time,” Coach Hunter said, swimming behind Bobby and then reaching his arms around him to squeeze Bobby’s chest a little. “I’m not making you uncomfortable, am I?” he asked, nice and friendly.

“Not uncomfortable at all,” Bobby said.

Coach Hunter kept his hands around Bobby’s chest as he described the proper breast stroke motion to Bobby and then the two started swimming together, into the deep end until they reached the end of the pool before spinning around and swimming back.

“Excellent!” Coach Hunter said. “You’ve got that one down. Let’s do another lap,” and they did, and then another lap, and then another. “Alright, let’s take a break,” Coach Hunter said, once again grabbing his water bottle and taking a swig before handing it over to Bobby. The two men were now panting a bit, and Bobby’s heart was beating really hard from both the swim laps as well as the erotic feelings he was getting from being in this pool with a beautiful black coach touching his body and sharing his water bottle with him. Bobby wondered if the coach would come and shower with him after the lesson and he really hoped that he would.

“The time’s going pretty fast, huh?” his coach said, glancing over towards the big clock hung up on the wall. “Let’s try a few more strokes and then hit the showers.”

Yes! Bobby thought to himself, feeling as if his prayer had immediately been answered. Now the final question was whether Coach Hunter would leave his Speedo on while he showered or if he would pull it off and reveal his beautiful black monster cock as he soaped up and washed himself.

“I want you to try butterfly now,” he instructed, demonstrating the motion a few times for Bobby. “Let’s try three laps of that. Sound okay?”

“Yup,” Bobby said, beginning to swim off, Coach Hunter moving alongside him as they did their butterfly stroke. They finished up, returning to the shallow end of the pool and again sharing a few sips from the water bottle together.

“You’ve really got this down,” Coach Hunter said. “Are you sure you even need to take this class?”

“Yeah,” Bobby said. “I could use the credits and I like swimming. I think you’re nice, too.”

“Thank you, Bobby; I think you’re very nice, too.” He took another swig of his water. “How old are you, anyway?”

“Eighteen,” Bobby said. “How old are you?”

“I’m twenty five, but I’ll be twenty six soon.”

“Do you coach any other sports?”

“In the springtime I coach the boy’s track team, and then during the summers I teach basketball.”

“You’ve got a lot going on,” Bobby said. “No wonder you’re in such great shape.”

“You’re very sweet,” Coach Hunter smiled, handing the bottle back over to Bobby. “You ready to hit the showers?”

“Definitely,” Bobby said. “That was a good workout; I’m tired.”

“Let’s do a quick cool down lap and then go to the locker room.”

Just that small sentence caused Bobby’s erection to return, and he suddenly didn’t feel quite as coy, didn’t feel like hiding the erection; he kinda wanted Coach Hunter to notice.

They did a slow swim across the pool and then back and then climbed out of the pool. Bobby’s hardon had softened a bit so that it wasn’t pointing straight out, but his bulge was looking much bigger and he was happy to show it off.

“You head on in there and I’ll be in right after.”

“Okay,” Bobby said, turning away and heading over towards the locker room.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

They did a slow swim across the pool and then back and then climbed out of the pool. Bobby’s hardon had softened a bit so that it wasn’t pointing straight out, but his bulge was looking much bigger and he was happy to show it off.

“You head on in there and I’ll be in right after.”

“Okay,” Bobby said, turning away and heading over towards the locker room. Once he was inside he began to run towards his locker, which he yanked open, grabbing his cell phone out and quickly dialing Cornelio’s number.

“Hey, sweetie,” Cornelio answered. “How’s it going?”

“Great!” Bobby said, whispering a little just in case Coach Hunter came walking in. “I just had my first swim lesson. The coach is so hot!”

“Yeah? Tell me about him.”

“He’s twenty five. He’s black and super muscular, really sexy arms and a six pack.”

“Hot!” Cornelio said.

“Yeah, we just finished, and I’m in the locker room, but he said he was gonna come in just a second.”

“Nice! I hope you get to see him naked.”

“Me, too. Fuck, he’s so beautiful.”

“You should work your magic and fuck him.”

“I want him to fuck me,” Bobby clarified.

“If you do your thing, I’m sure he’ll fuck you.”

“Let’s hope so! Okay, I gotta go, he’ll be here any second.”

“Good luck!” Cornelio said. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” Bobby said before turning his phone off and putting it back into his locker. He stood up and pulled off his Speedo, grabbed his soap and shampoo/conditioner, slammed his locker, and headed over towards the showers.

Bobby loved the setup of these showers, just a huge, tiled room that was shaped like a square and had shower heads popping out of the walls all the way across, on all four sides. The foot or two right in front of the wall had a small dip with a drain running all the way across it. Bobby picked a shower head near the middle of the room, on the left side, turned the knob, and stepped under the water, which was nice and warm as it ran down his naked young body. Bobby glanced down at his cock to see how it was looking; he wanted it to be big when Coach Hunter came in here. Fortunately, it was the perfect size right now, not fully hard, but starting to get there, growing and twitching just a little bit. Bobby retracted his foreskin and rubbed a small amount of soap over his pink head before washing it off. Now he became aware of the sound of footsteps walking across the locker room, and he waited eagerly for Coach Hunter to walk into the showers.

A second later, his coach did just that, strolling into the shower area, holding a bottle of liquid soap, Old Spice, a great choice. Bobby loved the smell of a man who used Old Spice; it was an oldie but a goodie, a real classic and for a good reason. However, Bobby was disappointed to see that his beautiful black coach was still wearing his Speedo. Was he gonna leave those on for the whole shower? Bobby hoped not, and he hoped that the fact that he himself was butt naked would send Coach Hunter the message that he could be naked, as well.

Coach Hunter stepped up to the shower right next to Bobby and turned it on, holding his hand under the water as it warmed up. Bobby looked at him and noticed with joy that his coach’s eyes were scanning over Bobby’s uncut cock, really lingering, not looking up at Bobby’s face or anything, just staying locked on his cock as Bobby pulled his foreskin back once again and let the warm water from the shower rinse it.

“Do you mind if I pee in the shower?” Coach Hunter asked.

“No, it’s cool; I’ll join you,” Bobby said with a smile. “All that water went right through me.’

To Bobby’s right, Coach Hunter was untying the lace at the front of his Speedo and preparing to pull his cock out. Bobby couldn’t wait to see it.

“Some people think it’s gross, but urine is actually sterile when it comes out, and besides, it washes right down the drain.”

“I do it all the time,” Bobby said, and then added, “And I see lots of other guys doing it, too.” This sentence was meant to convey to Coach Hunter that Bobby noticed the other men pissing, which in turn meant that Bobby was looking at their cocks.

Bobby moved over a little closer to Coach Hunter, wanting to be close to him while they pissed together, because that always turned Bobby on. He took his own uncut cock in his right hand and it aimed it straight at the wall. A second went by and then Bobby began to urinate, a nice long stream that shot directly up against the wall before dribbling down and washing away into the long drain along the floor.

Meanwhile, Coach Hunter had finished untying his Speedo and was now reaching in with his right hand. Bobby looked right at him as he pulled out a truly monster sized black cock. It was so beautiful and Bobby couldn’t possibly take his eyes off of it. Coach Hunter was circumcised and had a glorious pink mushroom head and one of those super sexy circumcision scars right below the head, not to mention a really huge, prominent vein that ran all the way across it. Bobby loved a cock that looked like that; it turned him on so much and looked so hot and masculine. Bobby continued to piss while staring directly at Coach Hunter’s cock and, a second later, a strong stream of very clear piss began to shoot of his coach's piss slit.

Bobby angled his hips a little over to the side so that he and Coach Hunter were both pissing right onto the same spot on the wall. He watched the way their two streams struck the wall together before falling down into the drain. As he pissed, Bobby rolled his foreskin back and forth, over and over again, exposing the head for a second before rolling the skin back over and then repeating the process, noticing the way that Coach Hunter was looking at his cock.

“You’ve got a lot of pee in you,” Coach Hunter observed.

“I drink water all day long, and that’s pretty much all I drink, so I have to go a lot.”

“I piss a lot, too,” Coach Hunter said, still spraying his stream against the wall alongside young Bobby. “You gotta drink lots of water all day; it’s an essential part of staying healthy.”

Bobby’s stream was dying down, beginning to arc downwards and sorta dribble out. He shot out his last couple of squirts, angling his cock down so the squirts went right into the slats of the drain, and then he took his hand off his cock, and began to squirt some shampoo out of his bottle. While he did this, he watched Coach Hunter’s big black cut cock as he finished up his piss, shooting out the last few squirts. For some reason, that was the part of the pissing experience that always turned Bobby on the most, those last few squirts, when the stream stopped and then there were a few of those last sprays; it always turned Bobby on so much to watch it. He again glanced down at his own cock and, sure enough, it was getting bigger. As he washed his hair, Bobby turned around so that Coach Hunter would have a chance to look at his tight, muscular ass.

“You must work the gluts a lot, huh?” Coach Hunter asked.

“Yeah, I do that every other day. I try to do the thing where you alternate; I work arms one day and then the next day I’ll do legs and glut.”

“That’s good,” Coach Hunter said. “You need to give your muscles time to heel; it’s not good to overexert.”

Bobby was still holding his bottle of shampoo/conditioner, but now he took a moment to bend down and place it back on the floor of the shower area, making sure to stay bent down for several seconds, letting Coach Hunter get that perfect view of his ass and balls, letting his asshole open up a little bit for Coach Hunter’s eyes to move over, getting hot knowing that his coach was, indeed, doing just that. Bobby returned to a standing position and then spun so he was again facing Coach Hunter, who was now pulling off his Speedo.

God, the cock was glorious, and it was even more glorious when it was completely free from the bathing suit, when his entire luscious nude body was on display, so very black, so very muscular, so very hairless aside from his sexy patch of pubic hair that looked nicely trimmed. Bobby stared right at Coach Hunter’s black cut cock, trying to guess how big it was. Seven inches? Eight? Bobby’s own penis was seven inches exactly and he could tell Coach Hunter was a little bigger, so Bobby guessed eight inches, and the amazing thing was that he was still flaccid, the cock hanging down, flopping back and forth when Coach Hunter moved his body around under the shower spray.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

God, the cock was glorious, and it was even more glorious when it was completely free from the bathing suit, when his entire luscious nude body was on display, so very black, so very muscular, so very hairless aside from his sexy patch of pubic hair that looked nicely trimmed. Bobby stared right at Coach Hunter’s black cut cock, trying to guess how big it was. Seven inches? Eight? Bobby’s was seven inches exactly and he could tell Coach Hunter was a little bigger, so Bobby guessed eight inches, and the amazing thing was that he was still flaccid, the cock hanging down, flopping back and forth when Coach Hunter moved his body around under the shower spray.

Bobby now focused his eyes on Coach Hunter’s smooth black ass. He had a nice, totally hairless bubble butt. Bobby wanted to squeeze both cheeks so badly, but he controlled himself, hoping the coach would make the first move. Bobby wanted to be dominated today; he wanted Coach Hunter to make the decisions, to take control and do whatever he wanted to Bobby’s muscular young boy body.

“I hope you won’t think it’s inappropriate if I say you are really packing,” Coach Hunter said.

“No, it’s okay,” Bobby said with a smile. “It’s a nice compliment. You’re packing, too.”

“Thanks, Bobby,” Coach Hunter said. “So you’re uncut, huh?”

Bobby loved being uncut for many reasons, but one was that it seemed to drive guys wild and that circumcised guys seemed fascinated by the way his natural cock worked. Tons of guys had used that little observation to get something started with Bobby. “Yeah, my parents thought it was cruel.”

“I think it's cruel, too. I’ve heard you guys have more nerve endings and stuff in there, that sex feels better.”

“Well, I’ve never been circumcised, so I don’t know, but I do know that sex feels pretty good for me.”

Coach Hunter stepped over closer to Bobby and, very casually, took hold of his cock with his left hand, gently. He rolled the skin back, looking at it curiously, and then rolled it back up again before letting go of Bobby’s cock. “Very interesting,” he said. “I wish I was uncut, too.”

“I think yours looks nice the way it is,” Bobby said, looking Coach Hunter right in the eyes while smiling. “I love that little scar you have.”

“Thanks,” Coach Hunter said. “Are you gay, Bobby?” he asked.

“Yes,” Bobby answered with no hesitation. “I’ve never had sex with a woman and I never want to.”

“Me, either,” Coach Hunter said, now reaching out his left hand and feeling Bobby’s ass, squeezing his left cheek firmly before moving over to his right cheek and squeezing that, as well. “Is it okay if I touch you there?”

“Yes, please,” Bobby said, smiling wider. “You can touch me anywhere you want.”

Coach Hunter continued to squeeze Bobby’s butt cheeks, now using both of his hands, one on each cheek, sorta massaging them. “You ever gotten a massage on your ass?”

“No, but it feels good,” Bobby said.

Now Coach Hunter spread Bobby’s cheeks a little and slowly moved his finger down the crack of Bobby’s ass and then back up again, exploring, touching, feeling, clearly loving it, and Bobby loved feeling his coach’s strong hands all over his ass. The coach spread Bobby’s cheeks even more, opening his asshole, now sliding his pointer finger gently in there. “You like that?”

“Yes, very much,” Bobby moaned. “It’s okay, you don’t have to keep asking; I like it all.”

“Cool,” Coach Hunter said. “I don’t usually do this with my students; I wouldn’t wanna get into trouble, but as soon as I saw you….God damn I wanted to put my hands all over you. Mmmmm, your ass drives me crazy.”

“Yours drives me crazy, too” Bobby smiled, Coach Hunter’s pointer finger sliding deeper and deeper up into the crevices of his tight, young, dark, half-Italian ass. Bobby moaned some more as he enjoyed the feeling of the finger circling around inside of him.

“So fucking tight,” Coach Hunter said.

“You can stick a few more fingers up there, if you want,” Bobby said, smiling and looking back over his shoulder at his glorious naked swim coach.

“Roger that.” Bobby felt another two fingers slide up into his ass and swirl around. He couldn’t stop himself from moaning harder; he could already tell he was gonna have a really fun time taking swim class from Coach Hunter.

Bobby reached his right hand behind himself and grabbed Coach Hunter’s big black cock, which was growing fully stiff in his hand. Bobby squeezed it hard, feeling the way it moved, like it had its own heartbeat, so big and strong and alive with testosterone, so warm to the touch, that feeling of pure man. Bobby stroked slowly back and forth while Coach Hunter continued to finger his tight ass, and Bobby moved the cock a little so that it pushed up against his spread asshole. He was trying to send Coach Hunter the clear message that he wanted that big black cock up his ass.

“Mmmmm, feels good,” the coach said, now pulling his fingers out of Bobby’s ass and gently turning him around so they were facing each other. He leaned forward and gave Bobby a wet kiss on the lips, just one, and then leaned back upwards and reached his right hand out to take Bobby’s hard cock in his hand. “It’s really big,” he said appreciatively. “I love a big cock.”

“So do I,” Bobby said. “Especially a big black cock.”

The two muscular young men continued to slowly stroke each other. Bobby grabbed his bar of Dove soap and began to slowly soap up his coach’s hard cock, running the soap all the way over it from the tip of the pink head all the way down the long black shaft and then over his sexy, dangling balls, lifting up his scrotum to get the bar of soap under there, loving the look of the cock as the soap suds exploded all over it and then washed away from the warm jet of water coming from both shower heads. Coach Hunter pressed their two big cocks against eachother so that now Bobby was soaping up both of their cocks at the same time. Bobby rolled his foreskin back and pressed the head of his cock against his coach’s shaft, letting the two cocks rub against each other, nice and slick from all the soap bubbles.

 

[Bobby Briggs]

Bobby needed that cock in his mouth right now, so he threw the bar of soap dismissively down onto the ground before dropping to his knees and opening up his mouth. He took Coach Hunter’s black cut cock in his right hand and then directed it into his mouth, closing his lips around it, letting his saliva lubricate the big cock as it moved and pulsed around in his mouth, tasting the wonderful, glorious, sexual taste of man inside of his mouth. Coach Hunter began to thrust his hips forward a little, to push his cock further and further into Bobby’s mouth.


“Why don’t you try and deep throat me?” Coach Hunter asked, and Bobby was happy to oblige. He took the entire cock into his mouth and then down his throat, feeling the head pushing against the very back of his throat, leaking some precum down into his stomach. Bobby loved the taste of it; Coach Hunter’s precum was nice and sweet, not salty at all. He wondered if the coach was a vegetarian like Bobby was, because he had heard that if you avoided meat, especially red meat, you had much sweeter cum. Bobby was good at deep throating, so he had no problem at all taking his coach’s cock deep down into his throat and letting it stay there; he didn’t gag or anything like that, for he loved the taste so very much and would be perfectly happy if his new coach never took his cock out; Bobby could suck on it and love it forever.


“That’s so hot, Bobby, that’s so hot, that’s so hot,” Coach Hunter moaned, thrusting his head up towards the ceiling, closing his eyes, panting, moaning, sighing, loving the feeling of his big cut cock being pleasured by Bobby’s eager, hungry mouth. “You’re really good at that, keep going.”


Bobby kept going, continuing to deep throat, but moving his mouth around more, sucking harder, bobbing his head in and out, letting Coach Hunter fuck him in the mouth. The coach’s thrusts were getting faster and faster as Bobby sucked him, and after probably ten minutes of Bobby deep throating, Coach Hunter’s breathing increased rapidly and then he hurriedly said, “Okay, stop, stop, or I’m gonna cum.”


Bobby popped the cock out of his mouth and said, “But I want you to cum.”


“I want to cum, too, but I don’t wanna cum in your mouth; I wanna cum in your ass.”


Bobby was on his knees and now Coach Hunter dropped to his knees, as well, so they were both level to each other, looking right each other with longing. The coach gently pushed Bobby down so that he was lying on his back, his erect uncut penis sticking straight up, pointing at the ceiling. Coach Hunter bent forward so that now he was lying right on top of Bobby’s naked body, his hard black cock pushing up against Bobby’s belly button. He kissed Bobby again, wet and long, kissing him over and over again, sliding his tongue into his mouth while Bobby did the same to him. Wet, sexy saliva poured out of both men’s mouths as they made out with each other on the wet, tiled floor of the public shower room. Bobby moaned and sighed as they kissed, loving the taste of his coach’s warm breath in his mouth.


Coach Hunter slid down a little further and started to suck on Bobby’s uncircumcised penis, licking his tongue around the head, rolling the foreskin back up and then sticking his tongue under it, driving Bobby crazy. He squirmed around from side to side while his coach blew him, while his head bobbed up and down over Bobby’s cock. The nerve endings all over Bobby’s cock were totally alive and he felt he could squirt at any minute and he didn’t even try to stop it. Coach Hunter was so hot that Bobby knew if he ejaculated right now, he could easily reload in just a couple of seconds and keep playing around, so he lay back and enjoyed the feeling of the coach’s warm mouth moving over his cock. The coach’s hands were running all over Bobby’s chest, teasing his hard nipples, reaching out to feel his arms and his shoulders, squeezing hard as he kept sucking.



It was too much pleasure for Bobby to take and he now felt that familiar feeling, that feeling that the French called le petite mort. Yes, he knew his cum was getting ready to shoot up out of his warm balls, that he was about to unload a big delivery of sticky cum into his coach’s mouth. Bobby just let it happen; he didn’t even give him a warning because he had a strong feeling the coach wanted that cum in his mouth.


“Oh God, oh fuck, oh fuck,” Bobby said, his voice raising up a little, becoming a little more high pitched as it often did when he came buckets. He shot it out, and the coach took it all in, sticking Bobby’s cock even further down his throat while Bobby ejaculated, never letting the cock leave his throat, taking every last drop of the cum into him, none of it leaking back out of his mouth. Finally Bobby stopped cumming and, most sexiest of all, watched the way his coach swallowed that entire big load all at once.


“Boy, you must have really liked that,” Coach Hunter said. “I guess we’ll have to finish this up another time.”


“No!” Bobby said eagerly. “It’s okay, I reload fast; I don’t wanna stop, please!”

“I don’t wanna stop, either,” Coach Hunter said, now grabbing Bobby under his butt and lifting the lower part of his body up so that his legs and ass were up in the air. He fervently stuck three of his fingers right up into Bobby’s ass and Bobby squealed again. “That’s hot,” his coach said. “That little squeaking noise you made.”


Bobby giggled. “I can’t help it; I always make that noise when I’m really turned on. Please, please, please stick it in; I want you to!”


“Don’t worry, I will,” Coach Hunter said, grabbing his bottle of Old Spice body wash, squeezing a nice big squirt of the blue liquid out onto his left hand, rubbing the soap up into Bobby’s asshole, all around his cheeks, all around the crack of his ass, lubricating him good to prepare Bobby for his big black cock up his ass. “Here it comes,” he announced. “Let me know if it hurts.”


“It’s okay, just shove it all in,” Bobby said. “I want it to hurt a little.”


Coach Hunter pushed his penis, so very hard and so very throbbing, up against Bobby’s sphincter, pushing just a little, not really sticking it in quite yet. Bobby continued to thrust his head back and forth over the wet floor, moaning as he squirmed around on his back with his ass up in the air. He couldn’t wait to feel the coach fucking him really hard. A second later, Coach Hunter shoved the entire thing in, and it slid in really easily from all the soap, all eight inches or so cramming up into Bobby.


“Oh God,” Bobby moaned, quietly, almost a whisper. He reminded himself that they were doing all of this in the public shower of a college rec center and that, even though the place had been pretty quiet and empty when they got here, it was still possible for someone to come in at any moment and catch them. As usual, this thought only made Bobby hotter and harder, the naughty thrill of knowing he was being bad and they could get in really big trouble if they got caught. ​

 

[Bobby Briggs]

"Oh God,” Bobby moaned, quietly, almost a whisper. He reminded himself that they were doing all of this in the public shower of a college rec center and that, even though the place had been pretty quiet and empty when they got here, it was still possible for someone to come in at any moment and catch them. As usual, this thought only made Bobby hotter and harder, the naughty thrill of knowing he was being bad and he could get in really big trouble if he got caught.

“My goodness, you’re tight,” the coach said with a little grunt of pleasure. “Does it feel good?”

“Don’t……stop…..” Bobby panted.

“You like it up your ass?”

“Yes!”

“Does my cock feel big up your ass?”

“So big!” Bobby screamed so loudly that the echo reverberated throughout the shower room four times. “Keep fucking me, keep fucking me!”

“I love your ass,” Coach Hunter said. “It’s so fucking hot.”

“Feels so good,” Bobby said. “Please don’t stop.”

Bobby relished every last feeling from having Coach Hunter’s big black cock up his ass. He loved feeling it move around inside of him, the way his coach moved his pelvis around so the cock grinded up against the inside of his asshole from side to side, over and over again, a fabulous friction that drove Bobby insane with carnal desire.

Coach Hunter continued to fuck Bobby hard up his tight boy asshole while letting his left hand reach down to Bobby’s cock, already fully hard again, and jerk it off really quickly and really ferociously.

“I can cum again,” Bobby said. “Tell me when you’re gonna squirt; I wanna cum with you.”

“I love that,” Coach Hunter said. “Don’t worry; I’m close. I love fucking your ass.”

“I love it inside of me,” Bobby said as his coach continued to fuck him harder, getting even deeper up into his ass, so deep up his ass that Bobby could hardly believe it. The sensation of that cock up his ass combined with coach jerking him off so hard was unbelievable, and Bobby felt he could squirt at any second.

“Here it comes,” Coach Hunter said, and now Bobby felt it, that feeling he loved, feeling a cock up his ass as it began to pulse and prepare to squirt up into him.

“Fill me up with your cum!” Bobby said.

He felt Coach Hunter’s warm cum begin to flood up into his asshole and Bobby loved it so much that he also shot his load at the exact same time, his second load in just a couple of minutes, but amazingly this one was even bigger. A bunch of Bobby’s sticky cum shot straight up into the air and then back down onto his naked body, while even more of the cum filled Coach Hunter’s hand and began to ooze out of his fist, which was still tightly clenched over Bobby’s cock as he squirted.

Bobby could feel his swim coach continue to shoot up into him and he couldn’t get enough of it. The cum felt so warm, so sticky, so very masculine, the very essence of man flooding up into his tight ass, a bunch of it leaking back out onto the wet, tiled floor. The water was washing a lot of the cum away immediately, but now, to Bobby’s delight, the coach quickly pulled his cock out of Bobby’s ass and then flipped Bobby over, so that now he was facing the ground and his ass was looking up at Coach Hunter, and his beautiful black Adonis coach began to lick and slurp his own cum right back out of Bobby’s asshole. He sucked up the cum that was leaking out and then he plunged his tongue deep up into Bobby and swirled it around, wrapping his lips around Bobby’s entire tight hole and sucking hard, sucking all of his own sweet cum back out of Bobby’s ass and into his mouth.

“Oh fucking Jesus….” Bobby moaned as the coach slurped on his asshole.

Now Coach Hunter pulled his face out of Bobby’s ass, spun Bobby around so he was once again lying on his back, and then, with the load of cum still filling his mouth, he leaned in and gave Bobby a big, wet kiss, and spit the cum into Bobby’s mouth for Bobby to swallow. Bobby thought about how hot it all was, how Coach Hunter had cum up his tight asshole, slurped it all back out of his ass, and then spit the cum that had just been up his ass down his throat.

After he had spit all of the cum into Bobby’s young, wet, hungry mouth and Bobby swallowed the entire load with relish, his coach continued to kiss him on the mouth, but very tenderly, very lovingly, and then Coach Hunter lie down and rested his face against Bobby’s chest, panting, getting his breath back, listening to Bobby’s heart beat as Bobby’s chest rose up and down. They were both very tired from their little work out in the showers. They just lay there on the floor for awhile, that water still rushing over them, still the perfect warm temperature. Bobby felt he could lie here forever, but after a few minutes, Coach Hunter gave him a little pat on the tummy and then sat up.

“That was super fun, Bobby,” he said. “I am all worn out.”

“Me, too,” Bobby said. “I had a great time.”

“I guess we got a real double work out, huh? First in the pool and then here.”

“I liked this work out better,” Bobby smiled. “Can we do this every week?”

“I’d like that. A nice way to relieve some tension after all the swimming.”

Bobby sat up, his penis still very large but starting to soften up, to return to its flaccid state after that fabulous double orgasm. “Maybe we don’t just have to do it after swim lessons. I’m staying at a nice hotel while I’m in town. You can come visit anytime.”

“I’d like that,” Coach Hunter said, standing up, that beautiful big black cock swinging in Bobby’s face.

“Tonight?” Bobby asked a little cautiously, thinking Coach Hunter would probably be tired and say no thank you.

“I’d love to!” Coach Hunter said immediately. “I already wanna fuck you again.”

“I want you to fuck me again!” Bobby said. “Maybe in a nice soft bed this time?”

“Let’s go get dressed,” Coach Hunter said. “Then we’ll go to your motel and I’m gonna fuck you even better than before.”

Bobby stood up and smiled. “Mmmm, I can’t wait.”

The two horny young men turned off their showers and began to walk out of the area and over to the lockers. Bobby’s eyes looked over his new coach’s smooth black bubble butt, the way it moved as he strolled along the hard floor of the locker room, and Bobby’s cock, even after two big orgasms, started to twitch and grow yet again. It had been a very good first swim lesson and Bobby couldn’t wait to return for more, but even better was the fact that he had found a hot young black stud to fuck him over and over and over again as much as Bobby craved it for as long as he was in town.

Indeed, Bobby could already see that signing up for this swim class had been a very excellent decision.



THE END….



….FOR NOW, but Bobby will return in BATHHOUSE BOBBY

 

[Bobby Briggs]

Hi guys, here's the beginning of my new story BATHHOUSE BOBBY. I got started working on it tonight and I apologize that there's not a lot of hot sexy action quite yet, but I'm working on the buildup and setting the scene so I wanted to be nice and detailed. Here's what I've got so far!

BATHHOUSE BOBBY



“I’m sure excited for tonight,” Bobby said cheerfully, looking at his beautiful naked boyfriend to his left.

“Me, too!” Cornelio responded as more warm shower water washed down his nude brown Mexican body, washing the soap and shampoo off of him and sending the soap suds swirling down into the drains on the floor.

Bobby was standing with his boyfriend in the public shower room of the rec center of the college he had been hanging around lately. Bobby was enjoying one of his trips across the country, but he had paused for awhile in this little town and decided to take a two-credit swim course at the nearby college. On his first day of private swim lessons, he had been pleased to find that his coach, sexily named Coach Hunter, was a glorious young black man who was hung like a horse and eager to play. He had fucked Bobby good on the floor of the shower room and, since then, they had fucked after every single swim lesson.

Cornelio was busy attending college in another state, but fortunately he had a week off right now and Bobby had suggested that he come visit and see the area and meet his new teacher. Bobby had been eager to show Cornelio the fantastic shower room that connected to the huge Olympic-sized swimming pool, since the two boys both enjoyed showering in open areas with lots of other naked men. Indeed, that was how they had originally met, when they had hooked up at a YMCA back in Bobby’s hometown. They had quickly fallen in love and become boyfriends, but they still loved to play around with others, especially together. Bobby loved teaming up with Cornelio and working their magic together, seducing all the boys they could get their hands on.

He and Cornelio had just finished running several sweaty miles at the big track in the football stadium, and now they were getting showered up and preparing to meet with Coach Hunter and start their hopefully sex-filled evening. Coach Hunter had been talking about taking Bobby to the nearby gay bathhouse for awhile now, and Bobby had said it might be more fun with Cornelio along. Happily, the stars had aligned just right and now all three of the horny young men were going to head to the bathhouse tonight.

Bobby let his eyes look all over his naked boyfriend as he showered, from the beautiful shaggy brown hair on his head, across his glorious face, so sweet and loving and yet always brimming with sexuality, over his beautiful chest with its defined pecs and six pack abs, down his slightly hairy legs, and he especially let his eyes linger on Cornelio’s beautiful brown uncut cock, which was flaccid but looked huge as it dangled between his legs, complete with the beautiful balls that Bobby so loved to suck on and worship. Cornelio turned around a little to wash his back, spreading his ass open just a little to get some soap in. Bobby’s cock twitched as he watched.

“You look so beautiful today,” Bobby said, smiling. “Of course, you always look beautiful, but especially so today.”

“Thank you,” Cornelio said, leaning over to give Bobby a kiss. “Care to help me wash up?”

“I’d love to,” Bobby said, taking the bar of soap from Cornelio and beginning to run it all over his back and his butt-cheeks. He spread Cornelio’s ass open with his left hand and then soaped up inside of it, all over the crack, getting some soap up inside his hole and then splashing some water up to wash it out. “I can’t control myself from getting hard whenever I see you,” Bobby said sensually, licking inside Cornelio’s ear.

“Same here,” Cornelio smiled. “I’d fuck you right here and now, but I wanna save up a big load for the bathhouse.”

“Me, too,” Bobby said, even though his incredibly erect cock was now poking up against Cornelio’s butt. “It’s hard to resist you, though.” He continued licking inside his ear while soaping up Cornelio’s back and now reaching his hand around to rub the bar of soap all over Cornelio’s cock, which was also growing harder.