Date: Tue, 17 Aug 2004 01:06:25 +0000
From: CE
Subject: Alex in Athens, Part 3

WARNING: The following story contains graphic depictions of male/male sex
and is for adults only.  Do not read if such material offends you or is
inappropriate for your age.  This story is fictional and in no way reflects
on the sexualities of Alexandre Despatie or any of the real people depicted.
All settings and events are fictitious.  Trademark for the Olympic Games is
held by the International Olympic Committee


Alex Despatie leapt from the top of the 10 meter tower, executed a perfect
reverse double backflip, and plunged smoothly into the Olympic diving tank.
The roars of the crowd around him were deafening, but Alex knew that this
time, they weren't for him. The swimming finals were taking place in the
pool across from the tank, but Alex had decided that a little diving
practice would sooth his tired body after a two days of amazing sex. The
problem was, it wasn't working - thinking of the ripped swimmers in the pool
beside him was doing nothing to keep his libido under control.

The 19 year-old Canadian hunk paused under water a minute to enjoy the feel
of the cool liquid caress his body, then pushed himself out of the pool, his
back muscles rippling under the lights. The young Canadian had rested for
most of the day after his morning fuck session with wrestler Daniel Igali,
but now he felt relaxed and rejuvenated. Grabbing his towel, he headed into
the changing rooms.

Alex stripped off his Speedo, and walked naked into the shower room. The
facilities at the Athens Games were fantastic, and the showers featured wide
individual booths with heavy plastic curtains in front. The room was full of
steam, and Alex realized that someone else was using one of the showers. He
felt his balls begin to lift, and smiled in anticipation - this was turning
out to be quite a day. Then, Alex realized he heard soft moans coming from
the shower star farthest from the door. It only sounded like one person, but
Alex knew what a guy jacking off for all it was worth sounded like. Quietly,
he moved to the heavy curtain, then threw it aside.

Peter Waterfield, one of the British silver medalists in the previous day's
10 meter synchrony diving event, was standing with his back turned to Alex,
clearly stroking his 7 inch dong hard and moaning under the rushing stream
of warm water. Waterfield was the same height as Alex at 5'5", but was
lighter than the built Canadian stud. His 25 year old body was totally
hairless, with small but beautifully defined muscles and tight, boyish
waist. His boyish face made him look younger than Alex, and his shaved head
was an incredible turn on for the Canadian diver. Plus, Alex knew his round
ass well. Peter was one of diving's biggest sluts, actively searching out
athletes to fuck him silly at every event he competed at. Alex had fucked
him several times before, and knew that Peter was a dream fuck: slutty,
eager, and loud. Alex was just surprised Peter was wanking by himself, not
already being plowed by a big wrestler or gymnast.

Staring at Peter's smooth, white flexing ass had made Alex hard without even
realizing it. His cock rose against his abs, all 8.5 inches of thick
French-Canadian pole. Alex advanced slowly, closing the curtain behind him
and stepping behind Peter, rubbing his fat cock in Peter's luscious ass as
he began to stroke the British diver's slim 7 inch cock. Peter didn't even
bother to open his eyes, simply moaning louder as he felt a hot stud rubbing
against him, and strong hands working his cock. Alex circled Peter's chest
with his big arms, and started to tweak and stroke the slim diver's nipples.
Peter moaned louder, grunting as he began to grind his ass against Alex's
cock. Peter reached back and stroked Alex's muscular ass, groaning louder as
Alex increased the speed of his jerking. Finally, he opened his eyes and
leaned around to face Alex.

"I thought it might be you," the British diver smiled. "I could tell that
cock in the dark."

"Why aren't you out getting pounded by a big Greek stud?" asked Alex,
smiling as he leaned down to kiss Peter full on the lips.

"I was, this morning" Peter replied, licking seductively around Alex's ear
and neck. "I had three Greek wrestlers take turns raping me this morning,
but I wanted to get a little practice in. I was really irked there was no
one else here though."

"Hmm, sounds a bit like my morning," Alex murmured, as he lightly spanked
Peter's round ass cheeks and ran his hands over the Brit's slim hips,
considering the young slut's tantalizing ass. Peter's dick was throbbing at
the rough treatment, and he ground his ass harder against Alex's crotch,
making small whining sounds in his throat.

"Oh god Alex, please I need you to fill me. The Greek cum is still in my
ass, and it's making me fucking desperate! Plow me man! You're the best
diver in the world, and i damn well need you in my ass!"

Alex obviously wasn't going to waste any more time with this kind of
request. He pushed Peter down so that the slutty Brit was bending over, his
white ass in the air and his hands braced against the back wall of the
shower stall. The misty spray cascaded down on to his back and rolled down
his smooth cheeks, dripping off the rock-hard cock Peter was furiously
wanking. Alex loved the look of the British diver, 6 years older than he
was, offering up his slutty ass. His cock was already wet with precum, and
Alex could see that Peter's ring was glistening, with sweat and with Greek
cum from earlier in the day.

"I'm going to stick you damn good, Pete," Alex breathed as he lined up his
fat log in front of Peter's hole. Peter responded by arching his back even
higher, offering up his ass and twitching his hole seductively. Alex
couldn't wait any longer - using his powerful diver's thighs, he smoothly
plunged into Peter's warm wet hole.

'Uuuuhhhhh YES!" screamed Peter as Alex immediately began to buck in and out
of the British slut's already well-pounded ass. Alex could feel how hot and
wet the inside of Peter's chute was - clearly the young diver had indeed
been opening his hole for every comer. Alex began to grunt as well as began
to get into a rhythm, pounding Peter's ass hard and enjoying the sight of
the older stud twitching and moaning in pleasure. Peter was actually pushing
back to meet Alex's thrusts, moaning loudly and panting as he felt the joy
of a fat cock in his ass. Oblivious to the noise the two of them were
making, Alex threw back his head and howled with pleasure as he felt Peter's
expert ass muscles stroke and work his throbbing cock.

Suddenly, Alex got the feeling he and Peter weren't alone. He craned his
neck, and gasped as he saw four blond studs crowding around the open door of
the stall. All four were wearing varying degrees of black swimming wear, and
all appeared to have huge bulges at their crotches, which they were all
stroking through the fabric. All four studs were much taller than Alex and
Peter, but they seemed to be enjoying the show.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Alex casually, not even letting up from his
pounding of Peter's ass. The British stud was moaning in ecstasy, oblivious
to what was going on.

"We're relay racers, man!" the closest of the foursome replied. He looked to
be about 6'2" and 170 pounds of big, rippling muscles. The black body suit
he wore defined every abs, and he had the long, built muscles of a
world-class swimmer. His blond hair was spiky with water, and his chiseled
face was commanding. "I'm Roland," the stud went on, and these are Lyndon,
Darian and Ryk. We're South Africans."

Alex was almost out of his mind with lust as he surveyed the South African
swimmers. All were blond, all were smooth, and all were incredibly well
muscled. Darian and Lyndon looked a little younger than the others but were
no less hot, with adorable blue eyes, cut pecs and the roundest asses Alex
had seen on swimmers in a long time. Ryk was the most heavily muscled of the
four, and his huge chest and massive quads were matched by an ass that was
huge mound of muscle that sat high and tight in Ryk's black Speedo. All four
men had bulges that spoke to an excellent endowment, and Ryk in particular
looked as though he had some sort of python in his swimsuit. All of the
South African studs were grinning from ear to ear as they surveyed the two
sweaty, glistening divers.

"Holy shit Rol, look at these sluts," Ryk laughed, fondling his huge
package. "I need to burn some energy man - let's have 'em right here."
Without waiting for a reply, he stripped off his suit, revealing a cock that
must have been at least 10 inches long. Alex was amazed, but Ryk wasted no
time: pulling Alex to the side, he immediately stuffed his cock into Peter's
gaping boy cunt, not missing a stroke from Alex's rhythm. Peter instantly
knew something had changed, as the fat cock plowing him was even bigger than
Alex's pole. But he didn't care - Peter only rode Ryk's monster harder,
rhythmically moaning like a bitch in heat to the big South African's
thrusts. Alex watched Ryk's huge muscle ass bounce as the swimmer pistoned
in and out of Peter, but suddenly felt a big cock head against his own hole.
He turned to see Lyndon, the young blue-eyed hunk, rubbing 8 inches of very
respectable meat up and down Alex's ass crack. Meanwhile, Alex saw that
gorgeous Darian had Roland's 9 inch pole in his mouth, and was sucking the
fat pink head like a lollipop.

Alex's round ass was beginning to twitch as Lyndon's meat stroked his hole,
demanding entrance. Alex wanted his ass filled, but he also wanted a tight
ass to fuck. He motioned to Roland, who understood instantly, and dragged
Darian to him. Resting his back against the wall, the South African
anchorman moaned in pleasure as he motioned for Alex to take Darian's tight
pink hole. "We've been saving him," grunted Roland. "He's only 19, and yours
to pop." Alex couldn't wait. He loved breaking hot studs, and Darian was
incredibly cute, his round red mouth making an "of" around Roland's tool,
his tight swimmer's ass now high in the air, tempting Alex. The moaning
sounds that Peter and now Roland were making made him even hotter. He
stroked Darian's hole once or twice with his oozing cock, then slowly slid
his fat French dick into the virgin swimmer, savoring the feeling of fresh
boy pussy.

Darian's eyes widened, but he didn't stop sucking Roland, and his hips
bucked as if he wanted more. Alex plunged more and more of his long tool
into Darian's ass, until the smooth cheeks were brushing Alex's shaved
pubes. As Alex bottomed out in Darian's silky hole, he felt the head of
Lyndon's cock push through his sphincter. Already loosened by Daniel Igali's
giant dong earlier in the day, Lyndon's meat entered easily, and the swimmer
immediately started to pump his hips hard, grinding into Alex's hole. Now,
with action at both ends, Alex was in heaven and began to ram Darian in time
with Lyndon's thrusts. The blond stud's ass hole, so tight and hot, stroked
Alex's cock like a pro; meanwhile, Lyndon had reached around and was
fondling and stroking Alex's muscled chest, while whispering what Alex only
assumed were very dirty words in Africaans in his ear.

As jolts of pleasure surged through Alex, he looked over to where Peter was
still getting the breeding of his life from the muscle-bound Ryk. Sweat was
glistening as it rolled down Ryk's titanic thighs and ass, mixing with the
shower spray - the South African was clearly in his element, bouncing in and
out of Peter and furiously fucking him. Alex could see a pool of cum on the
floor - Peter had shot without realizing it, and his cock was now rock hard
as ever, and dribbling yet more precum. Ryk had obviously made the British
cum slut his bitch, and Alex wondered Peter might contemplate moving to
South Africa.

Roland had pulled out of Darian's hot mouth, and now headed to the back of
the fuck line, easing his fat pole into Lyndon's ass. This action only made
Lyndon fuck Alex faster, and  Darian was at the receiving end of three times
the power of the incredibly hot Olympians. Darian's eyes fluttered as he
gritted his teeth to keep from screaming in mingled pain and pleasure - he
could feel Alex's monster pulsing and throbbing in him as the diver tried to
control his spasmming balls. As he felt Lyndon's hands grope and stroke his
muscular body, Alex knew he couldn't hold on.

"Shiiiit I'm gonna cum guys!" He screamed, and with a final ram spurted his
seed into Darian's virgin chute. Darian's prostate couldn't handle the huge
rush of sensation as Alex filled him, and Darian's cock began to shoot cum
all over the shower floor in long wild spurts. The South African stud was
making a high-pitched moaning sound as he felt the power of three studs
impact his gorgeous boy cunt. Alex's scream sent the other swimmers over the
top. Lyndon gripped Alex to him as he blew his load, and Alex felt his still
hard cock come again as the warm juice from Lyndon's tool coursed through
him. Roland pulled his cock out, turned, and jacked it over Darian's face,
drenching it with thick white cum, which Darian weakly licked from his chin.

"Aeeeeeeeeeee!!" The scream was from Ryk, who was clearly marking his
territory by shooting the load of Peter's life into his ass. Cum began to
spray from around Ryk's mammoth cock, and leaked down Peter's leg - the
South African stud's power had forced seemingly gallons of cum down Peter's
chute. Peter gave one final groan, spurted cum again from his red and
throbbing cock, and collapsed in a heap on the floor as Ryk pulled his still
hard cock from his ass.

"Shit man, we're late for the race guys!" Roland suddenly exclaimed,
listening to the noise from the crowd outside. "Get your suits boys!" All
four studs, even the heavily fucked Darian, were quickly in their suits, and
looked none the worse for wear. In fact, they all glowed, surging with power
and energy. "Thanks boys," Roland said with a grin; "we should damn well do
it again sometime. In fact, tell the bald one where to find us when he wakes
up." With that, the powerful South Africans strode out of the locker-room.

"But I don't know where to find you..." Alex trailed off as he watched
muscular asses bouncing in black Speedos exit the shower. He suddenly
remembered that the South African 4x100 meter relay team had been slated as
a dark horse favorite in their final that night. "Well, I hope that helped,"
Alex muttered, smiling. He walked over to Peter, who was lying in a pool of
his own cum, sweat and water, still moaning. Sighing, Alex bent down and
took Peter's swollen cock in his mouth. The British diver was going to need
some R & R when he recovered. Not to mention directions to the South African
apartments. As Alex slowly bobbed up and down on Peter's still throbbing
cock, he decided that doing what you could for others was all part of the
Olympic spirit.