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Intro (Not Sex)

At the ripe fresh age of 18, I had chosen to hone a new version of myself. I'd already graduated high school, and the days of being bullied as the "skinny gay boy" already faded behind me.

My personal trainer went by the name of Lucas. I may have finished high school, but I still lived in the same town as all those unwelcomed faces, and the thought of bumping into them at the gym haunted me. Resorting to finding a trainer online, it was Lucas who answered my call. Training outside of his garage at home, I knew I'd be spared from the terror of notice.

That day, I walked to Lucas' house wearing a dark oversized shirt and some gym shorts, carrying a small bag with towels and a waterbottle. My walk was filled with anxiety over my first impression, but before I knew it, I was in front of his house. The door swung open as if he was waiting for me, and there stood Lucas.

The moment my eyes met him, I felt something activate within me. He had dark brown hair that was neatly combed in an ivy league cut. His stature was tall, as I felt his light brown eyes gazing into me as if I was naked. His face seemed a mirage; too handsome for me to face. His jawline stood prominently along his slight grin with dimples on each side; one to make me fall to my knees. Wearing a tank top and equally as short shorts, his chest stood prominently with his nipple slightly peeking out. His arms seemingly bulged wih muscle, with veins lining the side. I couldn't take my eyes off his shorts, and that bulge that begged to be released.

Before I could comprehend it, he eagerly said hi and shook my hand, before leading me inside. He led me to his garage, where an array of dumbells, kettleballs, and other equipment lined the floor.

His soft yet deep voice, vibrating delicately with the sound of a coarse man, told me to "make yourself at home." I did, sitting on the yoga mat for his guided yoga.


Escalation (Horniness)

Before I knew it, I was being stretched. My body was horribly inflexible, and with each push, I whimpered in pain. Lucas seemingly noticed, chuckling quietly before positioning himself around me. I sat stretching forward, while his legs surrounded mine and his arms were guiding me.

He pushed me more forward, and I felt more pain expressed as a whimper. His chuckles grew more, and before I knew it, I felt something move along my lower back. As he continously pushed me forward, I felt it move closer and closer up my back. His face neared mine, and he whispered in my ear, "how flexible", in a raspy voice.

Ashamed to admit, I felt my dick harden.

Suddenly, he told me to flip over, but before I could comprehend it, I had obliged to his wish. There we both saw the biggest erection in male anatomy, standing grandly like a mountain in a desert. I immediately blushed and tried to hide it, but with another chuckle, Lucas simply went, "You want it, don't cha?"


Embrace (Foreplay)

I couldn't bring myself to admit it. I stood there silently in embarrassment, before I felt Lucas grab my erection. His large, coarse hands enveloped my dick, and he began to rub the top softly with his index finger. I let out a soft moan, as I felt him take over me.

His hand wrestled through my shorts, before eventually, my dick stood in front of him grandly. He repositioned himself, facing directly in front of me. With his seductive voice, he asked, "You don't mind if I shed a bit, do you?" Before I knew it, he stood above me shirtless. Under the light, his muscles became even more well-defined, with his light-pink nipples shining under the glistening of his sweat.

He rubbed my dick up and down, and with each stroke, I moaned ever so slightly louder. In the midst of my pleasure, I wrestled my shirt off, lying in front of him completely naked. His hands moved softly in a swift manner, and with each stroke, he slowed down near my forehead, rubbing my tip with each consecutive stroke. With his body enveloped by my legs, I felt every movement in his body, and before I knew it, I felt something harden once more against my ass.

He moved to stroking my nipples as well. With each stroke of my dick, he spit on his index finger and tickled my nipples in a clockwise manner. My moans evolved into huffs, as I felt like exploding any second.

However, he abruptly stopped, and he stood up panting. With his eyes gazing so hungrily into mine, he lowered his pants, revealing his cock.


Penetration (Sex)

His cock was massive. Sizing in at least 8 inches, the entire thing was girthy. His forehead was completely symmetrical with a light pink color, and precum dripped from his penis like a chocolate fountain.

He moved me to on top of the bench next to us, where I laid, hungry for his cock.

As he approached closer, I put my right hand around his cock. It was massive, much larger than mine, and took up nearly my entire hand. As I gazed up at him once more, he smiled at me, before crouching down.

As he approached me closer, I felt his mouth slide onto mine. I was receiving my very first blow job. He swished his tongue around the tip of my penis, tickling my frenulum with the tip of his tongue. His mouth moved up and down, and with each movement, I felt his tongue envelop my dick in a circular motion. Once at the top, he'd tickle the very tip of my penis again, before repeating the same motion. He stopped inbetween to focus on my balls, and as I felt his warm saliva envelop my balls, his manly hands continued to stroke my dick, with an emphasis on my frenulum.

I felt as if I couldn't control it. I felt as if I was about to burst, when suddenly, another feeling took me off guard.

I felt my balls leave the comfort of his warm, moist mouth to the cold air. His mouth had shifted focus, as I felt his tongue penetrate into my hole. He rimmed my hole with the tip of his tongue, before spitting right into the center. I felt his tongue tighten, as it entered my anus. As his strokes on my dick gradually slowed, I couldn't tell where to focus; his massive hand stroking my penis, with a slight tingle of pleasure at every tightening at the frenulum; or his tongue tickling my insides as I tried to restrain myself from giggling of pleasure.

With each stroke, with each lick, I felt myself get closer and closer to my climax. I couldn't control it anymore, as if not being able to cum in the next 30 seconds would have me dead. But, before I knew it, both his tongue and his hands left my body. In a moment of disbelief, I opened my eyes before he slammed on top of me.

His face fell onto mine, and I felt his mouth engulf mine. He kissed me for a solid 12 seconds, our tongues mingling in the process, before letting go and chuckling. "Bet I took your first kiss, eh?", he said in his low voice.

I smiled and let out a soft giggle. I was about to lean in for another kiss, when I felt a massive force enter me. His cock had entered into my anus. I screamed, both of pleasure, both of shock, and both of pain.

As his cock penetrated its way into mine, my body fell into shock. With each consecutive penetration, a wave of unimaginable pleasure rippled through my entire body. With each penetration, I felt my body close up on him. His tip tingled my insides with each push, and I found myself whimpering for more.

As I sat drool-faced and staring into the sky, his voice cut through my daze. "Quit dazing off. You don't want to miss this, do you?" As I looked up, his handsome face gazed into mine, with the most starved look I had ever seen. I couldn't help it, and I moved my arms around his neck and moved in for a kiss. As our tongues tickled each other again, he pushed himself harder into me, making me moan even harder.

Breaking off from our French Kiss, he grinned at me again before moving down. His tongue caressed my nipples, going in a counterclockwise motion than before. Meanwhile, his hand grasped my dick once more, which was begging to explode. I could only stare at him in desparation, as his muscles and chests tightened with each penetration. I saw sweat drip down his arms, as his veins bulged to an extent never before.

With each penetration of explosive pleasure, with each soft grunt of pleasure he let out, with each counterclock lick of my delicate nipples, and with each soft yet rapidly fastening stroke of my penis under his manly hands, I couldn't control it anymore.

This was it. This was where I came. Looking into his eyes once more, I yelled, "I can't take it anymore?"

He looked at me with another chuckle, and he moved himself into my face, nibbling my ear. "So am I boy."

With 3 moans following that, I felt myself harden, and so I felt with he. I moaned uncontrollably, but my moans were drowned out by his, as he yelled in a high-pitched yet coarse gasp for mercy. "Oh, HOLY FUCK!!!" I felt my cum explode over my body, with some reaching into my mouth.

However, more than that, it was what I felt inside. I felt a warm, sticky explosion of matter inside me; as if something had detonated inside of me. The warmth covered my insides and heated me up internally, as I laid there panting.

It seemed like forever, but I opened my eyes, and saw Lucas, moaning before making his eyes meet mine. His body dripped with sweat that fell onto me; his neat hair all messed up by this point. Our eyes met, and we laughed, our mouths meeting once more.

He pulled himself out of me, and I felt a trail of his hot, sticky cum spill out too.


Aftermath

Lucas took me to the shower, where he injected his fingers inside me and drained his liquids out of me. As we washed up in the shower together, I could only laugh with him, finding myself a new friend, and maybe soul mate (who knows?)

I poured a dollop of body wash onto my hands and rubbed his chest, feeling his pecs, his abs, his complex back muscles, as I led my hands down towards his glutes. He only stood there chuckling as he sucked my neck.

That day was a cheat. We hadn't done any actual training, but I can assure you he made up for it by training me hard every session after. Maybe he felt bad, because from that day onwards, he chose to take my body than my cash. Fine by me though.

I do wonder where he is now. I never thought I'd lose his handsome face, his grandiose cock, and his warm embrace, but as college got more busy, and he got more clients, things wore off.

Eventually, I enrolled in the local gym, and by some point, Lucas had moved away, reasons I can never know.

I don't know if I'll ever see him again, but I'd never forget the first training we ever had...