Until he started playing football, I had never seen a naked male. Well, I'd seen pictures, but never a flesh-and-blood, bare-arsed, ball-swinging, naked man or boy. I liked what I saw when I was surrounded by all those naked bodies after practices and games. It made him feel great.
I was lingering in the shower after the last game of the season. I'd been the last one to get in the shower and most of the others had already gone home. I was in no hurry to go anywhere because when I got home, I knew Christos was working late.
I was already confused about my lack of interest in girls and knew I’d probably finish with my girlfriend soon.
Now that football was over, the only other extra-curricular activity I had was my track events. Even that sport depended on the weather.
I lingered in the shower long enough that my hands and feet were wrinkled and I figured I'd better get out before I melted. I turned off the water, stepped out and bumped right into a passing body. An expanding surge of heat flashed through my body from my groin, the most exquisite feeling I'd ever had. A rock hard body, muscular and radiating heat, was holding me tightly. I'd walked smack into Will Samuels, the county star goal scorer of the college football team, the object of adoration of every girl in the school.
I blushed just like one of those girls and immediately got an erection. There was no way I could hide it. Will was twenty at the time and there was no way he could miss the swollen rod which was poking him in the gut. He started laughing quietly as he stared at me. He pulled me close, sliding his hands down the entire length of my body. I trembled as one hand moved over my balls and the other took a tight grip on my cock. The pressure was too much for me and I started to gasp and moan as a tingling tickle like built up and it felt as if my prick was about to explode. My balls drew up against m body. It was too much for my tortured prick to stand and I felt an explosion of pleasure spread from my balls and somewhere deep in my belly to every point of my body.
Will never had to move his hand. When his fingers closed on my cock, it was like I had been waiting all my life and storing up all my juices just for that touch. With a shudder and a gasp, I shot my first load. I went rigid as spasm after spasm shook me for what seemed an eternity as spurt after spurt shot through my shaft, spraying on Will's belly and dripping to the floor. I grunted from the extreme pleasure as pulse after pulse knotted my insides in a new dynamic thrill, seizing control of my personal universe, my prick muscles surging and contracting in an entirely unimaginable manner.
When I finally finished pouring out the final drops of my load, I collapsed in Will's arms. I stood helplessly, afraid to look at him and so embarrassed I thought I'd die.
He laughed and I opened my eyes. Will's brown eyes, flecked with gold, were gazing deeply into my own and an amused grin graced his face. His light blonde hair was swept back, crowning his six foot frame. Before I realised it, Will bent forward and kissed my forehead.
“You and I are going to be very good friends,” he whispered.
“We're going to start by taking a shower together and I don't shower with strangers. What's your name?”
“I.”
“I what?”
“Sammy.”
Will turned the water on hot and hard and began soaping me from the toes up.
“Aren't you the one that scored the winning goal this afternoon?”
“Yeah, that was me,” I replied, pleased that my hero had noticed.
“You made some pretty good moves out there. Those pattern plays were really tight.”
“Thanks,” I said, glowing with pride.
We stepped back into the shower cubicle and adjusted the water. His strong hands working my muscles deeply as he lathered my legs. When he reached my arse, he pulled me tightly against himself with one strong arm and began massaging my arsehole with the soap. Hot sensations shot through my cock as he massaged the tight little hole. I felt tingles in it and my cock started jerking itself erect again. Suddenly, I felt a painful sensation and I realized Will was trying to shove his finger into my hole. I tried to pull my arse forward to escape the pressure, but his rock hard body thrust against me, pushing me back against the probing finger.
I felt pain as the finger opened me up and slid in to its second knuckle. I again tried to pull forward, only this time his body was right up against him, his long prick now hard and pressed against my erection.
When he pushed I farther back on his finger, he rasped, “Don't fight me. Try to relax and I'll show you how good it can be. I mean to have you for a very long time and if you fight me it'll only hurt more. Just relax and I'll be as gentle as I can.”
I was terrified. I understood the meaning of being had and noticed that he wasn't laughing anymore. I couldn't see his face, but didn't have to because I could hear that he meant business. I felt a sharp searing pain as he shoved his finger in as far as it could go.
I tried to scream, but my face was crushed to his chest and no one else was in the locker room to hear anyway. My legs buckled and only his arm kept me from falling.
The shock of my sphincter muscle being forced open made me feel dizzy and weak. I felt so strange. My strength returned as he continued holding me tightly with his finger buried in my butt and the hot water beating down on both of us. The pain subsided only to be replaced by something else. It felt strange, yet somehow kind of nice. I sighed and put his arms around his neck. He worked his finger slowly in and out, from side to side until he felt my tight anus relax slightly and I moved my arse back against his hand.
I wanted to stay that way, but the instant he sensed the change he pulled his finger free, spun me around and forced me into a bent-over position. He began to press the head of his cock against the crack of my arse, and then he grabbed me tightly around the waist and, by changing the angle of his thrust, began prodding against the centre of my arse. This evidently made him hotter because he began biting the back of my neck and shoulders until I felt like screaming with pain and excitement as I realized that he was seriously going to try putting that monstrous cock up my tight butt.
“Will, stop! You can't stick that big thing in there. It's too tight!”
“Easy, just try to relax and it won't bother you that much. Besides, you'll like it when you get used to it.”
Will was still holding the bar of soap and he backed off slightly as he quietly lathered his big stiff rod and my rectum. I finally accepted that this was really happening when the large cock again nudged my arsehole and he hunched slightly forward, forcing just the huge flared head into my objecting rectum.
I gave a yelp and tried to pull away but he held me in place, leaving the huge head immobile in my anal opening. My sphincter ring clasped hysterically around the base of the flaring purple crown. I panted through my open mouth and small groans tore from my throat.
“Oh God, Will, it’s too big!” I pleaded, tears welling from my eyes.
I knew it was only marginally longer than Christos’ but it was a good deal thicker.
“I told you already, don't fight it. I'll hold still until it quits hurting. Just hold on. I promise you it'll feel wonderful in a bit.”
In a moment the pain slacked off. When he sensed it, he started inching slowly into the impossibly tight, moist flaming sheath.
“Alright, relax,” he whispered.
He felt the head of his dick pop past my sphincter and about two inches of his pleasure prod slid in, stretching and smoothing every wrinkle and convolution as the giant head nosed its way toward its goal. He reached in front and locked one hand around my swaying cock. My arsehole burned like blazes, but I was filled with such sheer joy that I almost passed out from ecstasy as I realised that I wanted to make love to him and be filled with his hard male flesh.
I winced in pain again as I felt my hole opening further than I thought possible, pain yes a little, but with a promise of pleasure as he touched something inside. Combined with the pain of the first stretching, a ripple of ecstasy pulsed through me. I moaned from the extreme pleasure-pain, but my moans went unheeded by Willy as he was now committed and nothing could change his mind.
I could feel that Willy was pushing very hard, but the tip of his dick was sinking up into that anal sheath only a fraction of an inch at a time, the internal passageway stretching and straightening to accommodate the persistent pecker. Will thrust gently forward and another inch slid in, then held still as he slowly stroked my cock.
I felt my hole relaxing and the pain of the initial penetration faded, only to be replaced by little ripples of pleasure from both his arse and my cock. The attention he was giving on both ends caused my cock to stand rigidly erect.
Little by little, Will inched farther in and I felt newly found stirrings of lust and wild excitement growing inside me as he finally managed to get the entire length of his swollen shaft up inside my hole. I felt like I had a whole salami stuffed into my arse and deep up in my bowels.
Will stopped moving and just held me as hard against him as he could, running his hands all over the front of my body, toying with my nipples and navel, kissing the back of my neck and tonguing my ears
The pain disappeared completely and my new developing sensual nature came to the fore. I wanted it, wanted that thick tool to plunge in and out.
“Okay, Will, I'm ready, I think!” I said as I felt my arsehole gripping at the base of Will's long prick, the thick patch of blonde pubic hair tickling my buttocks.
He started to slowly fuck in and out. I was feeling better with each thrust of cock inside me and each stroke on my own cock. He suddenly pulled me tightly back against him and thrust forward with a mighty lunge, plunging his stiff prick as far as it would go into the centre of my guts until I felt his balls slapping against my quivering arse. He began humping rapidly, pulling about half of his nine inch erection out, then plunging it back so his balls slapped against me as he continued to work my cock with full length strokes.
“What am I doing?” grunted Will.
“Fucking me!”
“Where?”
“You're fucking me in my arse!” I yelled as the huge cock kept stretching me with each thrust. It hurt a little, it felt like there was a whole arm in there, but I didn't care as ripple after ripple of orgasmic pleasure blotted out the pain and started pulsing through every nerve in my body. I'd never felt so alive.
I bent over in order to let him get a little more inside. It was too much for my tortured body to stand for more than a couple of minutes and I grunted as the swelling balloon of pleasure in my belly and loins exploded through my balls and another load of sperm spurted from the head of my throbbing prick and all over the walls and his pumping hand.
I slumped over further with each convulsion of my athletic body. Will began to pant and groan as he pumped all he had into the spasming bottom then, with a cry, gave one last frightful lunge and shot a load that I could actually feel shoot into my guts. I was too far into my own unfamiliar sensations to even think about Will's pleasure, ecstatic as he experienced wads of cum propelling forcefully through the tube on the underside of his powerfully pulsing prick and erupting from the tiny slit on top, spraying out as he screamed aloud in primal pleasure.
Will kept giving short hard thrusts with each spurt of his sperm and would have knocked me over if he hadn't been holding him so firmly. He finally slowed down and stopped, but kept his prick in my arse until it stopped throbbing. I was so hot and shook up that he pulled his prick out, turned around and grabbed me in his arms. I began to play with his prick and balls, rubbing them with soap and trying to finger his arsehole.
He stopped me, grabbed me, held me close and whispered in my ear. “Hold me a minute, slow down.”
Then he cradled my head in his hands and kissed me. My head was spinning with the sheer delight and strangeness of
the event, but after all that had happened I kissed him back, running my tongue in and out of his mouth.
It made his prick hard against my stomach and we writhed in an orgy of sensual feelings.
He dropped to his knees and grabbed me around my knees, his left arm holding my legs and his right steering my cock into his mouth. I grabbed Will's hair and held tight as my cock went in and out of the hot suctioning mouth. I began working my hips back and forth as he took more and more of my cock into his mouth.
Will was making funny little mewing sounds.
I felt another load of cum starting to rise in my cock as he shoved it further, faster and deeper in his throat. My stomach tensed and pulses of pleasure swept my body as all it once I plunged it completely down his throat and began shooting spurt after spurt of sweet cum.
We both fell over onto the floor of the shower and lay in each other's arms, exchanging kisses, and then shifted into a position where we could suck each other at the same time. I tasted the thick sweet taste of Will's precum mixing on my tongue with the saliva caused by the steady sucking. I moaned with pleasure as I realised that he was ready again and locked my throat against the first pulse of sperm.
I wanted to drink in every drop that Will could produce and I didn't want to gag.
Will stiffened and then began convulsing as he shot a load that filled my mouth with some dripping from my lips. I held my face in place and I started gagging and coughing because of the huge amount.
He pulled out and got me into a sitting position, helping me as the mixture of cum and saliva spewed from my mouth. I finally stopped choking and managed to gasp an apology.
Will pulled me to his chest in a crushing embrace, begging my forgiveness for everything he'd done.
I pushed away and looked into his beautiful, tortured face.
I didn't believe the pain in his eyes and threw myself back in his arms, kissing him and whispering in his ears, “Don't be silly.” This is what I've always wanted and been waiting for, but I didn't know it. Now I know why I've lost interested in girls. If it wasn't for you, I might never have happened. Next time I'll do better.”
“You mean you're not angry?”
“Hell, no! I thought I just told you.”
“I didn't hurt you did I?”
“Not really. Maybe a little bit at first, but then it was great. Only thing is my arse feels so stretched out of shape that it'll never be the same again,” I replied with a grin. “Does that mean that you're not interested in girls?”
“That's right. I've been watching all your games this season. I was waiting outside the college for you to come out so I could meet you and talk for a while. When you didn't come out and it seemed like everyone else had, I decided to come in and see if you were still down here.”
“That wasn't an accident bumping into you like that?”
“Well, sort of. Like I told you, I just wanted to talk until I noticed there wasn't anyone else down here and then I decided to join you in the shower. When you bumped into me, though, what happened? I wanted you, still do. You're a special guy and I want to be with you and I hope you want to be with me.”
“But, what about all the girls you're always with?”
“Got to think about what people think, at least until you're out of college and out of here. They're all just friends.”
We nuzzled like two puppies and told each other without words what the other needed to know. We shut off the shower and headed to the locker area, towelling off and getting dressed to leave.
“Will, I wonder, I've watched you at all your games and I think you're the best there is. Could you work out with me and help me become a better player?”
“Sure thing. Can you think of any better excuse to spend a lot of time together? Only thing is, if we keep this up you're going have to play another position besides tight end.”
“What do you mean?”
“Wide receiver!” shouted Will, playfully slapping me on my butt. We both laughed as we headed out the door and into the chilly autumn evening.