Date: Fri, 16 Apr 2004 21:16:49 +0000
From: Toby Simon <add1das4b0yspunk@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Rules - Chapter Two

Six long weeks had passed with coach being there for each session.
Finally we had another session just to ourselves. I'd gotten so
horny at the thought of getting to fuck Justin. I'd jerked off
most nights reliving in my mind watching Malcolm's pale thin
arse flex and thrust as he'd fucked him.

We all turned up and started hauling equipment out -- better make
it look like we were doing some practice just in case someone's
parents arrived early, we always heard the car pull up in the
gravel of the parking lot and hurriedly stopped whatever we were
doing.

Malcolm was wearing his usual old competition shorts. Brian had
on a pair of black speedos that he had last worn a year ago, now
they were stretched tighter still. Tim had a new pair of pale
blue lycra bike shorts which shimmied and flashed as he hauled
out the equipment and we had all copped a feel of him so his
dick was soon standing proudly up. The last of the equipment
out we all stood round Tim running our hands up and down his
smooth shiny thighs and over his bum and groin murmuring our
appreciation of the effort he had gone to. Carl dropped to his
knees and started licking at Tim's dick through the lycra of the
bike shorts, the saliva making them glisten more.

We had all discussed how much we enjoyed watching cyclists in
their shiny lycra and now Tim was helping us enjoy the idea
even more. The lycra clung to the curves of his leg and bum and
hugged tightly around his erect pole as it snaked up from his
groin towards the waistband. The feeling of it as it slid under
your hands was even better than I had expected. But I had other
fish to fry.

I turned to Justin, he was wearing a pair of thin nylon running
shorts with splits up the side, "Very nice," I murmured as I
slipped a hand up his leg and under the hem to cup his bum.
Hang on, I'm not feeling flesh.

"Are you wearing underwear under these?"

The others stopped their worship of Tim's new bike shorts to
look at Justin.

"No! They're lined, that's all."

I pulled out the waist band to confirm this and turned to the
others, "What do you think? Do we tie him up to the pommels and
fuck him anyway?"

"But I'm only wearing one item below the waist!"

"Yes ... but I think this is cheating." The others were nodding.

"Tear the liner out."

"But what will my mum say?"

We surrounded him and started pushing him towards the pommels.

"Alright." He quickly dropped his shorts and started trying to
tear the liner out. Mission accomplished he pulled the shorts
back up his legs, his stiff dick holding the front of the shorts
out away from his legs. "Hey, this feels sexy. I can feel the
air on my balls."

Malcolm knelt before him, "How about my tongue?" He pushed his
face in and started lapping up Justin's legs towards his basket.
I put my hand back under the hem and massaged his buttocks
working my way towards his hole.

"What do you say I fuck you in your sexy shorts?" Justin turned
and grinned widely. I didn't need any more encouragement than
that. "Malcolm, suck my dick so that it's slippery for me to
fuck Justin."

Malcolm shuffled round as I pushed my shorts down my thighs. I
slobbered onto my fingers and started rubbing them in Justin's
crack while Malcolm made sure my dick was slippery with spit.
I pushed Justin's shoulders, bending him over slightly as I
guided my dick towards his hole. He was tight, having only been
fucked for the first time several weeks ago and his ring clamped
down on the shaft of my dick as it slowly invaded him. I kept
sliding it in until I could feel his sphincter around the base
of my dick and paused there for a moment to let him relax. Then
I started slowly thrusting, my strokes lengthening until my
entire shaft was pistoning in and out of him.

I ran my hands up and down the smooth vee of his lats, grabbing
at his waist and pulling him back against my up thrust, ramming
my dick home inside his moist hole. Compared to the thinness of
Malcolm, Justin was nicely muscled with some good definition.
His glutes were rounder and cushioned my thrusts into him,
bouncing me back off him again. I reached round his waist and
ran my hands over his abs and up to his pecs, pausing to tease
his nipples that were perkily erect.

Brian had come over to watch and Malcolm was licking the front
of his speedos before pulling them down to suck on his dick.
Justin had his hand up through the leg of his shorts and was
pulling on his dick as I slammed repeatedly into his tight hole.
He started moaning loudly, "Oh God, I'm cumming," as his dick
pulsed and shot inside his shorts. Malcolm, the little cum slut
that he is, was straight over there. Mouth up and into Justin's
groin licking and slurping away, sucking at the front of his
shorts, trying to suck the cum through the thin nylon material.

A few more thrusts as his ring spasmed on my shaft and I
started cumming as well. I unloaded several spurts deep inside
him. Brian was suddenly there beside me and as I pulled out he
slipped his dick up into Justin. He started flexing his glutes
and with each thrust his speedo began to ride up his crack
making it look more like a thong. I reached back and grabbed
it pulling it into more of a wedgie and then massaged his butt
cheeks feeling his glutes tighten rock hard at the top of each
thrust.

I looked over to watch Tim and Carl. Carl was trying to deep
throat Tim's dick through the lycra of his bike shorts and
pawing madly at his balls. Tim arched his back and I could
see the dampness of his load spreading across the front of
his bike shorts as he came.

"Quick, get them off. I want to cum in them now," Carl was up
and stripping of his shorts. Tim complied and shucked the bike
shorts. Carl grabbed them off him and pulled them up his legs.
Tim got down onto his knees and began licking around Carl's
balls while Carl furiously rubbed at his dick, obviously horny
as fuck he wanted to cum as quick as possible. Malcolm had made
his way back over to them and was on his knees lapping at the
cum soaked bike shorts and was rewarded for his efforts with
a Carl pumping a load of fresh cum into them.

"My turn," Malcolm was pulling the bike shorts off Carl and
onto himself. Tim was grinning deliriously, all this fresh
boy spunk in his new bike shorts. I'm sure he was going to
wear them again later and jerk off a few more times before
washing them.

Brian started his usual grunting beside me as he fired shot
after shot into Justin's bum.

"Two in a row, how're you feeling?"

Justin was turning and smiling, "Fantastic, I'm glad Dad got
transferred here. Better than my last gym club."

"What about a third?" Tim was standing there stroking his dick.

"Be my pleasure," Justin pivoted around to present his hole
to Tim who moved up behind him and quickly shoved his dick
home and began rutting.

"Malcolm, bring those yummy bike shorts over here I want to
taste your cum."

Malcolm positioned himself in front of Justin pushing his
groin into his face as Justin bent down. Tim slowed his pace
down but started ramming himself into Justin even harder,
pushing Justin's mouth firmly up against Malcolm's lycra
encased dick and balls.

"Fuck yeh Malcolm, cum in my bike shorts while I fuck Brian's
cum into Justin."

I moved round beside Malcolm and massaged his small perfect
glutes through the lycra, feeling how it dived into his
cleft. My other hand traversed up and down his thigh,
kneading his balls as Justin slobbered up and down his
shaft. I wonder if cycling clubs enjoy their lycra this
way? Perhaps I could join one to find out. Malcolm started
groaning as his cum spurted up from his dick, seeping
through the lycra to be quickly sucked up by Justin. Tim
yelled his enouragement and quickly followed suit, filling
Justin with another load of cum.

Carl was now ready behind Justin, "Your ass is hot in those
shorts."

Justin looked back over his shoulder smiling, "Hot for you,
do me."

I couldn't believe it. Fucked for his first time a few weeks
ago and now taking one after the other of us and loving it.
Malcolm now had competition as to who loved to get fucked
the most. I started pulling the lycra bike shorts down
Malcolm's legs. I wanted to feel what it was like wrapped
around my legs and dick. They slid smoothly up my thighs
and the dampness of the groin compared to the dryness of
the rest of the lycra felt weird but very sexy when I though
about how many loads of cum I had pressed tight against my
dick and balls. Malcolm started rubbing his hands up my
thighs and one hand squeezed my dick and balls while the
other explored my crack and tickled my hole through the
lycra.

I'd already cum once up Justin's bum but the afternoon was
turning out so sexy I didn't think it would take long for
me to shoot another load into Tim's shiny lycra shorts. Carl
was slapping at Justin's bum as he fucked him trying to get
him to clench his now very loose sphincter. You could see the
cum from the other guys running down's Justin's legs.

"Carl, Justin, doggy style. I want to sixty-nine with Justin."

Carl pulled out and Justin got onto his hands and knees. Carl
slipped back in as I wiggled in underneath Justin. I fished
in the leg of his shorts and pulled his dick out and into my
mouth. Justin started lapping around my lycra wrapped dick and
I could feel another tongue join his nuzzling at my balls.
Carl's thrusts drove Justin's dick rhythmically into my throat
so I put one hand behind my head and held my head up so that I
could just relax and enjoy the feel of Justin fucking my face
as he tongued my dick. Cum was slopping out of Justin's hole
and dripping onto my hair and Carl's balls were knocking
against the top of my head as he thrust into Justin.

A hand slipped down under the waist-band of the bike shorts and
started tugging on my dick. The sensation of the hand, the lycra
and all the tongues on me got too much and I started pumping my
load into the bike shorts. The waist-band of the bike shorts was
pulled down and tucked under my balls as several tongues set to
licking up the left-overs. At this moment Justin's dick began
pumping spunk down my throat and I swallowed as much as I could
but I could feel some running down my cheeks.

The pulsing of Justin's sphincter as he came, gripping down onto
Carl's dick, provided the impetus to send him into orgasm and he
slammed his dick home pushing his cum as deep into Justin as he
could. As Carl pulled out Justin lay down onto me and I could
see his hole winking open and shut from the thorough fucking it
had just enjoyed.I traced my finger up and down his cum slick
perineum from his ball sack to just inside his pulsing hole.

The others lay down beside us as we caught our breath. Thoroughly
out of spunk we headed to the showers to wash and change back into
our ordinary gym gear and do a little bit of practice before our
respective parents came to pick us up and take us home.

Hope coach is away again soon!