I jerked off, and my dick was so hard I knew I was going to cum any second, my balls felt like exploding. Mike fucked me, and slapped my buttocks repeatedly. I love it! Fuck me, Mike, please, fuck me! You like having my cock up your arse, don't you? You like this, don't you, Anthony? he said.
He began to fuck my ass in a fast and steady pace, while he held me close to him with one arm, and played with my hard dick with his free hand. As he pulled out again, the pain was beginning to go away, but then he rammed his cock right inside of me, and I screamed. Mike pulled himself almost all the way out, and then slowly back inside. I moaned out loud, of equal pain and pleasure. He held a firm grip around my waist, and pressed himself all the way in. You've wanted me to fuck your ass ever since the first time you saw me, haven't you? This is what you wanted, isn't it? he said. I leaned against the ceramic tiles, and he pressed his wet, slippery cock against my asshole. Turn against the wall, he ordered, and lathered his cock up with soap. I loved the sweaty taste of it, the salty pre-cum, and as Mike pushed himself deep into my throat, I buried my nose in his soft, musky pubic hair.Īll of a sudden, he pulled himself out and lifted me up.
I had never had another man's cock in my mouth before, but I loved it. I eagerly took his cock into my mouth and began to lick its head and suck its hardening shaft. While I was on my knees washing his butt and his balls, he grabbed my head and pulled me to his crotch. I was getting hard from stroking his hard muscles, his arms, his chest, his thighs. I rubbed the soap over his chest, and washed his entire body. I turned around, and he put the soap in my hand. He held me under the water to rinse the shampoo out. And you were looking at my body now, too, said Mike. I didn't know what to say, so I just stood there, quiet, enjoying the feeling of his hands touching me. He held shampoo in his left hand and began to rub it into my hair. You've been looking at me in class, haven't you, Anthony? he said.
His big hands were hard against my skin as he put soap over my back and washed it off. Turn around, he said, and I did as I was told. I said, not sure if he was kidding or not. Do you want me to rub your back, Anthony? he said. My eyes wandered over his hairy chest down to his thick, semi-erect dick, and as I realized that I looked at it, I quickly looked up again, into his eyes. I jumped when I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned around. Apparently, someone had forgotten something and come back to get it.
I heard the others leaving, and there was a moment of silence before I heard the door open and close. For a moment, I just stood and stretched under the running water. I went into the shower and sighed of relief when the warm water ran over my tired muscles. While the others went to the showers, I just sat there and tried to catch my breath, and by the time I had gotten out of my sweaty clothes, the others were already getting dressed. I'm short and slim, and even though I'm 18, I know I look younger, with my "petite" appearance. The pass had been tougher for me than for the others, I think. He had been hard on us this lesson, forcing us to run, climb ropes, jump we were all exhausted by the time he told us to hit the showers. Recently, I had begun to wonder what it would be like to have sex with him. He's a tough guy, always asking a lot of his classes. He's in his 40s, a tall, well-built man with a hairy, muscular body, brown hair, and intelligent blue eyes. I suppose he figured it out by the way I looked at him.
I've never said anything to him nor to anyone lese, and I don't think that I have ever done anything that could reveal my crush on him.