Sex with the Swimmer

I looked up at the clock as I swam. Only 3 minutes left of training. Then the locker room- my favourite place in the world at the moment. There I could conspicuously admire the delicious bodies of the bunch of hunks who were my team mates. I’m a closet gay.
2 minutes. I glanced over to the lane beside me. He was there. Liam, the hottest guy in the college. He swam so gracefully next to me. His muscles glistened in the sunlight as he effortlessly glided through the water.

1 minute to go. I was beginning to get a hard-on just looking at him. I must control it. I put my head in the water and swam, trying to get the image of his perfect body out of my head.

The coach blew the whistle and told us to get going. But I couldn’t. I still had a raging boner. I swam a couple more lengths until it had gone down. I climbed out of the pool and headed for the locker room. I was lucky enough to get a glimpse of Liam’s muscled butt as he went through the door. Wow! What a sight! His ass was so hot! Especially in those skin tight swimming shorts.

In the changing rooms, there are about 10 individual shower cubicles because the college scrapped the communal ones as an effort to gain more privacy. I would have preferred to watch all the other guys in the same shower room but I doubt I would have been able to control myself. All the doors were closed (occupied) but one stood ajar. I grabbed my towel and headed for it. I went into it.

He was there. Liam. Facing the wall. Naked. I stumbled. He heard me and swiftly turned, exposing his meat. It was one of the thickest I’ve seen and about 9 inches long. Uncut. It was hard, he must have been jerking off or something. I would love to have that beauty inside of me, I thought. He smiled at me, or did I just imagine that? Was this really happening? I admired his body in another quick glance. His thick blond hair, his remarkably toned, washboard abs, his large shaven chest and his eyes. His eyes were beautiful. They were big, wide, a dazzling shade of blue, sexy, and full of kindness. Wow, they were stunning. Had he noticed? I snapped back to reality, blushed, apologized profusely and turned to leave.

But he stopped me. His arm gripped mine.
“Don’t worry,” he said, “I’m just finishing off, you can stay if you like.”
He had touched me. I must be dreaming. No this was real. I stood there motionless, just gazing at him in awe. He rinsed the soap from his body and stepped out of the shower. I’m lucky that I didn’t literally drool, but it was close. I waited for him to leave but he didn’t. He locked the door and just stood there watching me. The roles had been reversed.

I became really self-conscious. How could my body compare to his? He gave me a slight smile and a wink. I guess that was my cue. I hung my towel up, next to his, and dropped my swim shorts. I felt his hand slowly caress my ass cheek. And then it was gone. I looked quizzically into his eyes. And then I saw it. His eyes were full of desire and lust and I could tell that he wanted me. I wanted him. He moved closer towards me, within breathing distance, and then his lips touched mine.

They were so gentle, so soft and so welcome. I responded eagerly, and my tongue dove into his mouth. It was so warm compared to mine. He was a great kisser. Well, I suppose he’s had plenty of experiences with girls. But with guys? I mustn’t over-analyze the situation. I must enjoy it. His hands ran up and down my back as we made out. He pushed me back until we were under the shower. The lukewarm water was cold compared to the sizzling action happening underneath it. It was so passionate. It felt like it went on forever.

Then, gently he eased himself off of me and started running his mouth all over my wet chest. He fondled my nipples with his tongue. It was heaven and it really turned me on. I let out a soft groan of satisfaction. He immediately stood bolt upright and put his finger to my lips. Suddenly I was conscious of the other swimmers showering and changing. I had completely forgotten about them in the heat of the moment.

We waited; it felt like an eternity, until we were sure that all of the team had gone home. Then we tentatively and cautiously emerged from the cubicle. He led me to one of the benches, the one in the corner out of sight from the pool and entrance, and he made me sit on it.
“Open your legs,” he said in an authoritative way. Who was I to stop him from taking control? So I did. He knelt on the floor with his head centimeters from my cock. Then he paused. And looked up.

“Are you okay with this?” he asked. I nodded, unable to speak. “Are you sure?” he continued. I nodded again. He was caring. He wasn’t just using me for sex. He appeared even dreamier through my eyes. I summoned a bit of courage and said…
“I’m fine with it, to be honest I’ve always fancied you…”. He blushed like he hadn’t heard it before. Of course he had.

“Then let’s get on with it.” He replied. He was hungry for me and in a flash he was expertly devouring my cock cupping my balls with his hand. I could have came then but I held it in. He sucked me right to the base of my shaft and then back up to the head. He started using his tongue running it up and down repeatedly on my dick in long strokes. I felt my muscles tighten. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I let out a cry of ecstasy then I burst. Exploding my cum into his mouth. He swallowed it like a pro, every last drop.

He smiled at me and asked for me to return the favor. I’d only given a blow-job once before but I had to make this one count after the pleasure he gave me. He stood up and sat next to me while I crawled onto the floor. I took his monster inside of my mouth and went down it it. I gagged, it was just so thick!

He smirked. “It’s alright if you can’t manage all of it,” he said. “Just do your best,”. That was patronizing, but now I was more determined than ever to reach the end of his rod. I opened my mouth wide, relaxing the muscles and in one try, I did it. I had every one of those 9 inches inside my mouth and it tasted delicious. My nose was nestled in his bush of pubic hair. It smelled of manliness and sex and the scent managed to return my dick to its erect state. My nervousness had disappeared and I was now in my sexual state of mind. I sucked his cock like there was no tomorrow. Up and down. Up and down. He began thrusting it inside my head even more as he reached his climax. I didn’t want him to come, I wanted to keep on going forever, enjoying my head bobbing up and down on his shaft. But he did. He let out one last, deep, masculine groan and then it hit me. It was like an explosion of all my senses. He buried it all the way in my face so I could smell, taste, feel and see him. My mouth was full of this warm, sticky, salty-but-sweet, tasty jizz and I wouldn’t swallow. I wanted to savor it forever. But he pulled his meat out, leaving the cum to dribble down the side of my face. Then he pulled my body up so that we were face to face. I barely had time to swallow before he shoved his tongue in again, but this time a lot more eagerly.

It was a shorter make-out session this time. He pulled away, gasping for breath and lay down on the bench. I lay on top of him. We just stayed in that embrace, feeling the warmth of each other’s bodies, recuperating from the mind-blowing blowjobs, for a long time. I looked at his perfectly-sculpted body next to mine and immediately I became horny again. I eagerly sat up and began to position my ass above his semi-hard meat. He stopped me and asked “Have you ever done this before?” with a hint of worry yet caring in his eyes. I had but it was really unsignificant and nothing special. I could easily remember this experience as my first time. “No,” I replied, “but I want to do this with you so much…” I grabbed his monster and gripped it tightly getting it hard once again. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he continued, “it usually hurts the first time.”
“No!” I argued, “I want you! I need you! I want to feel you inside of me!”. I turned on my charm and looked seductively into those big blue eyes. He obliged. But first he guided me so that I was kneeling in the bench with my ass high in the air. He used his tongue and started rimming between my cheeks. Awww, it felt so good. He spat on my hole and used his fingers to lube me up. I was a little surprised so I let out a yelp of excitement. First one and then two, but man those were large fingers! Already I had some of him inside of me.

He pushed me over so I was lying over the bench, face up, with my tight ass exposed to his power. He gently began to push his cock inside my hole. I clenched my butt, only his head was inside. “Just relax,” and his gentle words and sweet voice caused me to relax. And then he pushed his dick fully in. It felt like he was ripping my insides to pieces with his monster 9 inches. But I gradually became accustomed to his size and shape and it felt really pleasurable inside of me. Then Liam picked me up, it seemed so easy to him because he has the biceps and muscles of gods, while his meat was still left in there. I was now sitting on his dick as he walked us to the wall. I could see the lust and passion within his beautiful eyes as he carefully placed me against the wall and instructed me to hold on tightly.

I gripped my arms around his perfectly-sculpted torso as he began to ram into me as he was holding my cheeks tightly. He then straight at my eyes, he could see that I was in pain. He then asked tentatively “Are you alright?”. Wow, he really cared! I was in heaven, the pain I felt combined with the enormous amounts of pleasure his cock gave me to create an amazing feeling. I answered “Hell yeah, now fuck my asshole, fuck me!”

Liam then slowly buried his dick deeper and deeper into my ass. I gasped in excitement. In and out, he worked his manhood so gently and yet so sweetly that it felt electrifying. He made me forget about the pain and I was able to fully savor the moment. I let out a low moan and he was ecstatic about the pleasure he caused me to have. I was already hot and sweaty and so was he. I could see the beads of sweat running down his rippled stomach. It turned me on. I started to jack myself off, feeling the presence of his large meat inside of me, and looking into his gorgeous eyes. His thrusts became harder and I felt myself pushing into him as he pushed into me. My groans became loader and so did his. We were both reaching the climactic moment.

I came first. My load exploded onto his arousing chest and chin. And then, as his moans grew very loud, he arched his back and released his jizz inside of my ass. He kept going for what felt like hours, his warm, sticky fluid filling my hole. His knees went weak, he collapsed against me, pinning me to the wall. But I didn’t mind as long as our bodies were touching each other’s. I began kissing his alluring face, reviving him from his dream-like state. Our tongues met again, but this time there was less drive as we had both become exhausted from the mind-blowing intercourse.

We managed to make our way over to the bench as he withdrew his cock from inside of me. I now felt empty. He lay down on the bench facing up and then I lay on top of him. We enjoyed the warmth of our bodies together as we gazed into each other’s eyes for what felt like an eternity. I told him that I would never forget this experience. He said that he wouldn’t either and that we should make it a regular occurrence.

And that was the beginning of the relationship between Liam and I, a relationship that I never want to end.