Date: Tue, 18 Oct 2016 21:14:19 +0000 (UTC)
From: Clyde Ramriez <clyderamirez@yahoo.com>
Subject: Locker room encounter series chapter 4

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Chapter 4

The head of my dick was now leaking like a faucet.
"Oh fuck...oh fuck..." I whined. Andres was now sucking lightly at the
skin between my neck sending electricity straight
to my pulsing cock.
I tilted my head slightly and I breathed in the intoxicating scent of his
curls.
I couldn't hold it anymore and felt the first rope of jizz escape my
balls. The pain of the previous session had almost
disappeared and the orgasm that tore through me made my body convulse.
I felt his hand give way even more as my cum spilled out. My mouth making
small gasping noises while I grabbed on to his
neck. I placed my hot mouth on his and kissed him again. He responded by
snaking his tongue inside and my orgasm
intensified even more if at all possible. I heard his slimy hand
squishing as he continued to jack more and more spunk out
of me.
"Nice..." He crooned into my ear again with his very male voice as my
body still refused to come down from the orgasm.
I looked down and saw his hand around my cock slowly stroking and working
my cum into a slight lather. I thought it was
the most erotic thing I had ever seen
I was gasping little noises into the air and had my hands wound in his
hair. My hips gyrated and wanted to make him feel
as good as he was making me feel. I pressed the crack of my pleading ass
against the very hard member that was straining
to get out of his sweatpants.
We stayed locked in each other's arms for a few minutes kissing and
moaning softly. It then occurred to me that I had just
let one of the more epic cumshots out of my body. I looked down and saw
our sweats and trainers were soaked with my jizz.
"Oh shit..." I whispered half smiling.
Andres chuckled.
"Don't worry about it." He said in a gentle tone.
"Okay..." I said looking back at him smiling.
I looked at the clock. Almost 6.
"Shit we went for almost half an hour..." He said quietly.
"We gotta go." I said trying not to sound as breathless as I still was.
"You are really fuckin sexy you know that?" He said as I was fishing for
the towel in my bag to try and dry the evidence
of our episode. He reached out and stroked my face.
"You really think so?" I offered back looking at him sheepishly while I
passed my towel over my hoodie and trainer. His
stare was boring into me and the vulnerability came back for a brief
moment.
"Yeah..." He finally said after considering me for a minute."I do. Boys
don't catch my attention. But you do."
I tried to get off his lap and into the passenger seat but he held me
down gently.
"Your boy body makes me want to make you mine..." He continued grabbing
my ass and grazing his teeth on my neck. My dick
sprang up instantly.
"Your tight boy ass..." He continued.
"Andres please..." I whined softly. His hands were running up and down my
sides underneath my sweatshirt.
"Those beautiful eyes..." Andres whispered in my ear.
"This awesome dick fuck I can't wait to suck the cum out of this..." He
said palming my dick again sending unimaginable
waves of pleasure through my body as the beast was at full attention
again.
My arms were around his neck. His hot breath was pouring down my neck,
sending shivers down my back. My head was spinning
I was so turned on. I felt hot boy juice leaking from my dick. He found
my lips again by grabbing my chin and snaking his
tongue back into my mouth elliciting a moan from somehwere deep within
me.
"We really should go..." He said giggling slightly between kissing me and
rubbing my side.
"Yeah..." I said quietly kissing him again unable to quench my thirst for
those oh-so-fucking-delicious and insatiable
lips.
I finally resigned myself and after a few parting smooches got back into
my seat not letting go of his hand. Andres didn't
seem to mind and stroked the back of my hand with his thumb. I looked
down at our connected hands and felt bubble rise in
my chest. Even the sight of my thin hands were small compared to his
thick, rough, slightly calloused fingers. I saw the
veins popping out at the beginning of his forearms and admired the
defined muscles. He started the car again thankfully as
the chill of the morning was starting to creep in through the doors. We
took off and sat in a bit of silence with his hand
in mine while he drove. I was looking out the window when I turned to
him.
"Was it really that obvious?" I asked tentatively after a minute while he
turned onto another street.
"What do you mean?" He asked bringing his eyes to meet mine momentarily
before looking at the road.
"That I wanted you." I answered a little more encouraged with his
friendly demeanor.
He chuckled.
"In honesty, I knew from a very long time ago. Like 2 weeks" He said
running his hand through the messy curls. His bed
head was even cute. The accent tugging at my butterflies a little.
"I knew for sure yesterday because your eyes roamed my entire body in 2
seconds when we were in the locker room. It just
hit me that you had a very strong atttraction for me." He continued when
we pulled into the school parking lot. It was
empty except for a few cars parked near the back towards the entrance to
the pool. He parked the car and got out. I was
reaching for the door handle when I realized he was opening it for me.
The simple gesture sent butterflies through my
stomach again.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
He smiled. God he was gorgeous. My heart melted into a puddle. My eyes
went over his frame and all came rushing back in
three seconds. The muscled forearms, chiseled angle of his face,
impossibly bee stung lips, his amazing honey amber eyes
that were so different than my own dark brown in a way that was unable to
fit any description I could muster.
"I don't know. I just felt it you know?" Andres said in a daze.
I lifted myself off the car seat and leaned into him. I felt his arms
around me and I kissed him deeply. He tenderly
stroked my hair sending a burst of that feeling in my chest. Our lips
were making a light smacking noise as our hot breath
rose in steamy puffs all around us. My heart was filling to the brim with
feeling. The very empty parking lot wasn't the
most romantic of settings but at that moment, feeling his arms around me
as he treated me like the fairytale I was so
desperately imagining in my head foolish as it may seem.
"Is this real?" I asked ignoring the lump in my throat.
"As much as you want it to be." He replied in that delicious accent.
He took my hand and we walked towards the building in a bit of a stupor.
Coach was super pissed that we were almost forty minutes late and made us
do a different set in an empty lane.
"Warm up in the empty lane you two. 200 free." Barked coach. I was a bit
surprised as we usually went a bit farther to
loosen up our stiff morning muscles.
"We're doing the sprints today so get cracking." He continued.
Oh great.
The sprint workouts were a set of 100 yard intervals of freestyle
progressively winding down in time. First we started on
the minute and thirty seconds for the 100 freestyle. Then as we completed
sets, the time for rest at the wall would cut
down five seconds. By the time we got to a minute ten, we were pretty
much panting and about to pop a lung. I hadn't made
it under a minute in the 100 freestyle even in competition, rested up and
fresh. Freestyle wasn't my stroke anyway. My
core strength was more in my legs and I preferred breast. I was usually
the breast stroke in the medley relay in most
meets.
We were just finishing the sets.
I hammered the wall finishing one. I looked at the pace clock. One minute
four seconds. I had six seconds of rest before I
began the next round. It felt like 2 seconds as my lungs struggled to get
air. I pushed off the wall again.
My arms were aching. My legs were protesting every single kick but I
kicked harder.
When I came back from the fourth lap of the current 100, I hammered the
wall again and looked at the pace clock. One
minute six seconds. I was slowing down. I silently almost wished we
hadn't made out in the car for so long and made it to
practice on time and get a chance to warm up regular. The very though of
our session in the car however made my dick chub
up as the water flowed around me. I felt the lycra of my suit get a bit
tighter as it expanded. I smiled and pushed myself
harder having a bit of inspiration. I wasn't lane leader in my lane but I
was able to pass a few of the guys every time
Andres came into my mind.
By the time we got to the end of the sprints our arms and legs felt like
mincemeat. With 10 minutes left of practice we
began to do our warm down sets.
I slowly made the last laps of the pool. I wanted to give my arms a break
from the repeated pounding I had just given
them.
I was lifting myself out of the shallow end of the pool when I heard
coach's voice
"Cooper. Ten rounds with the fly machine this afternoon in the weight
room before you stretch for being late this
morning!" He rattled off.
"Same for you Gutierrez. Alright go to school kids"
I groaned and headed towards the locker room.
I leaned my head on the wall as the warm water cascaded down my aching
arms. I was just putting on some body wash when
Andres took the shower next to me. I looked at him cautiously and he
smiled. My eyes roamed his half naked body. I loved
his perfectly round chest. The mass of muscle on each side jutted out
slightly from his body. The spray of water was on
his biceps as it cascaded down his narrow waist. The hairless abdominals
led to the impressive v cut of his stomach. The
raised definition lifting the swimsuit up just slightly. He turned
slightly and gave me a view of his back. The muscles
formed perfect lines as they meshed and moved against each other. All of
this was shamed in comparison to his big round
bubbly ass. It jiggled slightly as he moved and stepped from side to side
washing himself. No doubt he was giving me a bit
of a show.
I felt my cock fatten slightly but I was able to stop the progress as
panic filled my mind and gave me a bit of control.
He leaned in closer.
"It's okay you can look. Besides. I like the view myself." He whispered.
The sound barely audible to anyone but me.
"Skippy what happened? Woke up late this morning chief?" Jeremy said
laughing lifting an arm to let the water rinse out
one of his pits.
"Yeah had that big test to study for." I answered nervously.
"We had to do 5 extra 200's cause of you." Said Brad another senior on
the team in an annoyed voice.
Jeremy stopped him before any of the other guys could chime in their
protests.
"Hey hey hey. Cool it guys. It can happen to any of us. You should talk
Garrett you were late two weeks ago." Said Jeremy
looking at Brad ebbing down the air of the room. "We had to do an extra
two laps while we were running in the fieldhouse
cause of you too so don't get a stick up your ass when anyone else is
late."
"What are you defending the queer now?" He shot back in a dangerous tone.
I felt a stab of pain as the word hit me.
Jeremy's friendly face got serious. He pushed his impressive chest out
and walked over to Brad and got in his face.
"Hey! Cut that shit out right now or I will throw you off this team
faster than you can think Garrett." He said in an even
fiercer tone.
"Think about what that word means Garrett. Now act like a part of this
team and stop being a whiny little shit and get
over it. The kid's not usually late anyway." Jeremy continued in a
serious voice. Now I knew why coach made this kid
captain. Anybody else wouldn't have nearly have had a better head on
their shoulders.
We stood under the showers for a few minutes considering what had just
happened when Brad suddenly cut his shower off and
yanked his towel from the hook. He skulked out of the showers muttering
something under his breath but clearly not wanting
to challenge Jeremy's authority.
"Let me clear that up for all of us. We're not a bunch of mindless puds
walk around letting our hormones get the best of
our tempers. We are a team. We act like a team. We stay a team no matter
what." He added breaking the silence. Everyone
muttered in agreement and resumed washing up.
Andres suddenly turned his shower off. He looked at me with friendly eyes
and headed towards the lockers. I finished
washing my hair and followed him shortly thereafter. Brad had already got
dressed and was walking out of the lockers. He
ignored us as we walked past him. That left us a few moments alone as
Andres and I opened our lockers to fish our day
clothes out.
"I blame you for this." I said through a smile trying not to giggle.
He laughed.
"I told you we were gonna be late." He said peeling his suit off. I
gasped as he stroked his soft 6 inch hooded cock and I
bit my lip.
"After all it was you who climbed on top and wouldn't let me drive." He
said making a fist and jabbing his tongue against
his cheek making a blow job gesture.
"Besides I'm ready to suck that beast of yours." He continued walking
over to me and pulling my suit down.
My cock flopped down over the lycra of the suit already half hard. He let
out a short whistle and grabbed the shaft again
sending electricity up my stomach making it inflate even more. I looked
around the lockers to see if anyone was coming. I
swatted his hand away with a grimace.
"Are you crazy?" I hissed trying to hide my grin.
"Crazy about this dick." He said smiling making for it again.
I batted his hand away a second time and turned around to get dressed. He
giggled and did the same probably cause we heard
some of the guys wrapping up in the shower and headed our way.
We finished putting our clothes on and headed towards the exit together.
"Cooper got a sec?" I hear Jeremy call from behind me as I had one foot
out of the door. The call had me by surprise as
the guys on the team, even Jeremy, hardly talked to me outside of our
usual banter. A nervous jolt pinged my stomach as I
walked over to him. I noticed he had taken off his suit and was standing
6'2" right in front of me naked as the day was
born except for a large fluffy towel hanging around his neck. His cut
dick swinging slightly in front of two nice sized
balls. God I loved being a swimmer. Only aquatics could get you access to
fully naked, blonde, blue eyed, and slightly
tanned guys and still be acceptable.
"Yeah sure." I swallowed hard.
"I'll catch up with you at lunch okay?" I heard Andres call out as he
headed out the door and into the hall.
Jeremy took me to a secluded part of the locker room and we both sat down
on a bench while he covered himself with the
towel.
"Sup skippy?" He jabbed at my elbow in a friendly gesture trying to get
my visibly nervous self to ease up.
"Hey. Thanks for sticking up for me in there." I said tentatively while
he observed me through steel blue eyes.
"Sure no problem. That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about." He
said with a very calming tone that let me know
it wasn't anything I did.
"Look Garrett's a meathead we just had a rough practice today. If he
gives you a hard time again even outside the locker
room and the pool let me know. We're all brothers here there's no need
for that shit on the team k?" He said waiting for
my answer. He was looking at me and I deeply admire the steely blue eyes
searching mine.
"Yeah sure thanks Jeremy." I said nervously.
"Atta boy." He said standing up and letting the towel slip from his legs
into his hand and walk his delicious naked self
back to the swim lockers. Jeremy had the lean swimmers muscles that bent
and curved in graceful arcs throughout his whole
body. His abdominal muscles were just barely defined on his belly that
still gave the appearance of teenage baby fat. Both
of his biceps were elongated but still very defined because of his long
arms. His legs were strong and solid like tree
trunks that led down his hard calves to angular feet. Even his ass was
proportionate. Jiggling slightly as he walked. He
was a redhead and had freckles dotted all over his lithe body. He rounded
the corner to the other lockers and turned his
head towards me. He winked in a friendly manner and disappeared.
I stood up and headed towards the doors heavy in thought. I opened the
heavy doors and saw Andres standing against the
wall apparently waiting for me. He put an arm around my shoulders and
walked with me.
"What was that all about?" He asked me in an unfamiliar tone.
I wasn't sure if he was asking why Jeremy wanted to talk to me or why
Brad had gotten all up in arms. Or maybe he wanted
to know why our team captain had taken such a defensive side towards me.
Butt naked.