Date: Wed, 21 Mar 2018 15:26:08 -0500 From: J L Subject: Swimming With Sharks - Chapter 2 Author's Note: This story is the property of the author JLarsen. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but cannot be reposted. If reading about sexual relations between men and boys offends you or is illegal where you are, please stop reading. If you like the writing style, I have three other series of stories on Nifty: - bisexual/college/Becoming a Spartan - gay male/adult youth/The New Neighborhood - gay male/adult youth/Getting What I want I hope you get a chance to read them as well. If you enjoy reading stories on Nifty, please consider making a donation so that we can continue to enjoy sharing and reading these stories. You can donate at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Is anyone out there reading this? I love hearing from you, so my email is: spartaguy23@gmail.com Swimming With Sharks - Chapter 2 The Sharks trained in the pool that was part of an old-time men's club. It was a stately brick building that had meeting rooms, a bar and restaurant, a well-equipped gym, and a pool. Membership in the club and attendance at the bar and restaurant had become coed years ago, however, the gym and pool were still men only. This occurred for two reasons, the most important is the club was built by a very wealthy man decades before. He turned the building over the club with the proviso that the athletic side of the club remain men only. The second part was practical; that there was only one locker room. At one point, years ago, there was a minor movement to try and add another locker room and integrate the athletic facility. A lawyer for the estate of the founder quickly contacted the club and said quite plainly that if they moved forward, the estate would move to reclaim the building as was clearly spelled out in the transfer documents. While it was minor skirmish among the members at the time, it died down and had really become accepted in the club and the community and no one really talked about it anymore. Aaron wasn't pranking Evan when he said they would "do it like the Sharks" by taking their clothes off while the swam. Indeed, being male only, the guys using the gym were in various states of undress in all of the areas of the gym, but especially in the pool. When the club was first established, it was not at all unusual for males to swim naked at even public pools like a YMCA or community pools. At a private club like this, nudity in the pool was a long-established tradition. No one knew if it were actually a rule of the club or something the members just accepted as the way it was. It wasn't a secret in the community or even in the state among the swim teams who competed at the club, the pool was all male and the males who swam there did it naked. That included teams who compete against the Sharks. A number of years ago, the heir of the club's founder had provided a trust for the establishment of a boy's swim team. This was the genesis of the Sharks. The trust hired a full-time coach, provided travel funds, and ensured anything they needed to be an elite team was taken care of. In the years that followed, the children of the wealthy folks in the community naturally gravitated toward the Sharks, as they were also members of the club itself. It was their way of ensuring their positions at the top of the community and high school social systems. Jayce Butler, the current coach of the Sharks, had an office in the club. While he had other duties regarding administration of the club, the primary qualification for his position is that he was a very good swimming coach. He got the coach's job six years ago, after a stint at a very successful college level program. At 36, Jayce still had the body of a collegiate swimmer; broad shoulders, narrow hips. His 6' 3" frame, blonde hair and blue eyes made him the object of desire of any number of club members, both male and female, as well as their spouses. Jayce had taken advantage of that fact and routinely sank his 7" cock into any number of people affiliated with the club. "Coach! Coach! It's incredible, this kid is awesome!" yelled Aaron as he burst into the coach's office, not bothering to knock. "What the hell, do you think you are doing?!" roared the Coach. "Never enter this office without knocking! What the fuck are you thinking? Lock the door and assume the position." "But Coach -" Aaron started. "You are making this worse Aaron. Door. Position," said the Coach firmly. Aaron locked the door and began removing his clothes, no longer saying anything, he was clearly crestfallen. Naked, he leaned over the coach's desk, his bare ass sticking out. "First the punishment and then your news," said the Coach getting up from his desk. He was wearing a tight t-shirt and warmup pants. He slipped off his shoes, the shirt and pants were off quickly. He wasn't wearing underwear. His cock was already starting to plump up. "You know I can't let something like that pass, Aaron," said the Coach as he rubbed his hand over the slender ass cheeks of the teenager. "Discipline is critical. If you are going to be captain of this team, you need to understand that." "Yes, Coach," said Aaron softly. Smack!! The Coach's hand struck Aaron's right butt cheek square and hard. Aaron jumped, but didn't say a word. He knew better. "I really want to hear your news Aaron, but that doesn't mean you can break the rules, does it?" said the Coach, rubbing his hand on the other cheek. "No Coach," said Aaron. Smack!! The hand came down on the other cheek. Both of them clearly had a hand print as the blood rushed to the area. Jayce stepped behind the boy, first massaging and squeezing the muscular little cheeks and rubbing his now very hard cock up and down the ass crack in front of him. Aaron involuntarily spread his legs further apart and bent over a bit more. Jayce began pumping his cock up and down the crack of the teen's ass. "Just think what would have happened if I had been fucking the Mayor.........or your mom and you had come bursting into my office," whispered the Coach, his cock pushing against the tight pucker of the boy's ass. "That would have been embarrassing for everyone, wouldn't Aaron?" "Yes, Coach," panted Aaron, his cock hard and dripping precum. Smack! Smack! Each cheek took another blow. His ass was on fire, but his dick was still hard as a rock. "What should I do with you Aaron?" whispered the Coach, his cock again sliding up and down the crack of the boy. "You should fuck me Coach," said Aaron softly. Jayce had already used a dispenser sitting on his desk to apply some lube to his hand and he was now spreading it on his cock. "And why should I fuck you Aaron?" asked the coach, spreading the boy's cheeks and putting the head of his cock right at Aaron's hole. "Because, it shows that you are in charge, it brings us together, and we bond as a team," said Aaron, pushing his ass back toward his coach's cock. He wanted his coach's cock. He loved fucking his teammates and a few other random boys who begged for his cock. He enjoyed fucking his girlfriend. He even enjoyed it when some of the boys fucked him. But having his coach fuck his tight boy pussy was sexual heaven for Aaron. "That's right Aaron, many shall become one when we are joined," said the Coach as he began to lick and kiss the boy's neck and ear. "Just like we are going to be........right...........now." In one motion, the older man's 7" cock was balls deep in the boy. The coach always loved a hard entry when punishment was involved. Aaron couldn't count the number of times his coach's cock had been in his ass, but he still was never quite ready for it all at once. He grunted in pain, but knew better than to cry out. He also knew that very shortly the Coach would start a fucking motion and that any pain would be replaced by the pleasure that a man who knew how to use his 7" cock could provide. "Yes, Aaron, you are my special boy, even if I do have to discipline you sometimes," said the coach as his dick came almost all the way out of the ass surrounding it. "You are so fine......" And back in it went. This time, Aaron's ass was ready for it and slow insertion definitely hit the boy's hot spot. "Yes Coach.......fuck your boy......make me yours......breed my ass," pleaded Aaron. Jayce was now in full fuck mode and had a steady pace going. He kept it up for several minutes and then leaned in to the boy. "I'd like to fuck you for longer, but I need to hear your news," he said, starting to jack rabbit fuck the tight little ass. "So, here it comes....." Even though Jayce had indeed fucked the Mayor a couple of hours earlier, he still blasted a big load of hot cum into the boy's ass. Finally, his dick was softening and he pulled out with a pop. "Now, stay calm and tell me about this new kid," said the Coach. "He just moved here a couple of weeks and ago and said he was really good on the AAU teams where he used to live," began Aaron, his cock still standing straight up, as he hadn't yet cum. "He was swimming laps and his stroke looked really good, so I stopped him and started chatting with him and found out the scoop. I told him if he was so good he and I should race. I thought he would chicken out, cause he is just a freshman, but he said okay. "I got everyone out of the building so it was just us," he continued. The Coach had gone back to his chair. He was sitting with his legs spread open and Aaron moved in between them. The boy's cock was standing right in front of his Coach's face. "I got a better start than he did, but he caught up and passed me just as we hit the turn," said Aaron. "I turned it on as hard as I could. A caught him and just barely beat him to the wall." "You say he is a freshman? And you just barely beat him?" asked the Coach excitedly, stroking his hardening cock. "Yea, he is 14. He said the fly is strongest event. Our race was free style," said Aaron stroking his own cock. The more the two talked, the more excited they both became about the new prospect, the harder their cocks were, and the faster they were stroking them. "How fast do you think he is?" asked the Coach. "He is definitely way faster than Casey, maybe faster than Griffin, no idea how fast he is with the other strokes," said Aaron. "Do you think he will be cool with the way we do things?" asked the Coach, started to breath heavily. "Oh yes, we did our race naked and I fed him a load of my cum in the showers, he will be cool," said Aaron, panting. "Fucking A! He will fit in perfectly. We are going to be unbeatable!!" Roared the Coach as his cock exploded and sprayed cum all over his stomach and chest. As soon as the Coach's dick slowed down, Aaron's cum burst forth, easily shooting his cum the distance between the two, joining his Coach's juice. The Coach's stomach and chest were covered in cum, but coach just smiled and rubbed the cum around. "We'll Q, I've either moved way up the food chain at high school or I'll be a permanent outcast," said Evan. He and his friend, Quentin Wiggins (everyone called him Q), were playing a video game in Quentin's room and Evan just sort of dropped this bombshell from nowhere. Quentin lived two houses down and was the only person close to his age that Evan had even talked to since he arrived in this new town. Quentin was 13 and year behind Evan in school, so was in a completely different building. While a year behind Evan, Quentin was an inch taller and his cut cock was an inch bigger coming in at 6 1/2". His athletic build looked good on his frame. Quentin was a basketball player, not a swimmer. When they had compared cocks, Quentin laughed and said, "Well, it's genetic. I'm black. We are supposed to be bigger......besides, it's not like your cock is small for your age." They had become very close in the short period of time Evan had live on the cul-de-sac. Q was there literally as they were moving in. It was a new development and all the other families had children who were are least 3 years younger than he was, so he was very eager to meet this new boy. The two boys had hit it off immediately, both athletic, both above average students, both wondering if they were gay. They had discovered that the first week when Quentin announced on the fourth day they were together, "Well, I might as well tell so you don't waste a lot of time becoming my friend and then get weirded out, I think I might be gay." Rather than getting weirded out, Evan felt nothing but relief. Here was a friend he could now say anything to. They had bonded over their feelings about boys and men. One thing lead to another and they had already jacked off in front of each other, and then three days ago, began stroking each other's cock, watching their friend's cum shoot all the way up their chest. "Yea, I gave Aaron Townes a blow job in the shower at the pool-" began Evan. "You did WHAT?!" cried Q, cutting him off. "We were in the showers and he made it pretty obvious that is what I was supposed to do.....so I did," said Evan, somewhat subdued. "Okay, I think there is a little more to this story, how about if you back up to, I don't know, how about 'I was minding my own business swimming laps and then....' " said Q. Evan laughed a bit and said, "Yea, I guess I sort of jump to the end of that, sorry." Q looked at him expectantly. "So, I was minding my own business swimming laps...... and heard this whistle blowing, but I ignored it and then I felt a foot on my butt, so I stopped to see who had done it and it was Aaron," explained Evan. "He told me to get out of the pool and we started talking about swimming. And I told him I was pretty good and he said 'Well prove it, we'll race' and then the pool was closing so everyone else left and he said we needed to do it like the Sharks." "Oh my God! You raced Aaron Townes naked?" asked Q. "Yea, how did you know that?" Evan asked. "Everybody knows the Sharks swim naked," replied Q. "It's part of the legend and part of how they intimidate other teams. Their used to it, but the other team has to swim naked if they come here for a meet. Did you two bet and you lost and then had suck his cock?" "So, at least that part of his story is on the level, I thought he might be messing with me about the naked part" said Evan, a bit reassured. "And no, it wasn't a bet. I think he was pretty sure he would race past me and kind of humiliate the poor naked, new kid." "He is the best swimmer on the Sharks. He won state last year as a junior," said Q, "so, it's not a big thing if you did beat you." "Well, he just barely beat me. And if I were in any kind of shape, I might have even beat him," said Evan a bit boastfully. "No shit? You almost beat Aaron Townes? Fuck dude, you must be good," said Q. "Well, yea, I guess I am. I mean, I did really, really well where we used to live," said Evan, "but this is where it starts to get crazy and I don't know if I did the right thing." "Hey, I think this might be a lay down and cuddle conversation, c'mon," said Q as he lay his slender body on his bed. Both boys were only wearing t-shirts and shorts, having dropped their shoes when they came in the house. Evan joined his friend, facing him, laying on their sides. "So, he starts hugging me and jumping up and down. His cock is sliding up and down on me and mine is on him and I start to get hard and just want to die, but he is talking about how I'm on the team already and it's going to be awesome and he is going to tell his coach," said Evan. "Did he notice you were getting hard?" asked Q, a bit worried. "Yes! But he reached out and stroked it and said I had nice cock for a freshie," said Evan. "And then he starts talking about all of the sex Sharks have, and it's weird because he makes it sound like he does things with guys and girls and then I notice his cock is hard and he says thinking about the Sharks winning makes him hard." Evan was obviously starting to panic at this point as he was reliving what had happened. Quentin moved in closer and hugged his friend. "And he starts talking about how there is a bond among the Sharks and they help each other out, and by this time we are in the showers, and he is soaping up both of our cocks, and he was behind me, rubbing his cock on my ass crack, and stroking my cock, and before I know it, I'm blasting the biggest orgasm of my life." "Wow, I know it's scary, but to honest, it's also pretty hot," said Q, holding his friend. They could feel each other's hard cocks between their shorts. "And then he turns me around and I'm kind of in a daze, but I go to my knees and open my mouth and I'm giving my first blow job. It wasn't long and he cums. And then he talks about how I need to still come to tryouts, but I'm going to make the team and to come to his table in lunchroom." "Wow, that is crazy, but it sounds like he was being honest. I do know the Sharks lost a couple of really good swimmers to graduation," said Q. "If I had any doubts about wanting sex with guys, it certainly cleared that up, I'm hard just talking about what I did," said Evan. "I can tell," said Q as he reached for his friend's cock. "I'm pretty sure you are going to be fine at school. The Sharks can be very much of an exclusive group, but they will do anything to win. If you can help them win, you're in." "I hope so," said Evan, "God, your hand feels good." Q reached into Evan's underwear, stroking his cock. "Well, I can make it feel even better. I want to experience what you did. I want to know what it's like to suck a cock. Can I?" asked Q, still stroking. Evan responded by lifting his hips up and removing his shorts. Q pushed his friend onto his back and moved toward his hard dick. It was leaking cum already. Q licked the slit, cleaning up the bit of liquid dribbling out. Evan shuddered. The head of Evan's cock was soon in the mouth of his friend, feeling a wet tongue swirling around the head. Evan thought if Q hadn't done this before, he was naturally talented. Q began pumping his head up and down the cock in his mouth. Evan grabbed at Q's crotch, feeling his friend's hard dick. Q slid his shorts down and off, then moved into a 69 position, never taking his mouth of the cock he was sucking. Evan looked up and saw a very hard 6 1/2" cock and a set of balls hanging down. He had sucked cock, but hadn't licked balls yet. He raised his head slightly and began quickly flicking his tongue on balls hanging down, this brought a gasp from his friend. After a bit, Evan grabbed his friend's cock and guided it toward his open mouth. This cock was about the same length as Aaron's, perhaps a bit thicker, which was surprising given his friend's age. The boys became lost in the feelings each was giving the other, the moan's got louder, the pace of the sucking became more frantic, each headed toward their orgasm. It would be the first time either boy came from something other than a hand. As if somehow sync'd to each other, both boys' balls tightened slightly as each felt their boy juice rising in their cocks. Finally, each burst forth. Neither boy would remember how many times their cocks shot cum into their friend's mouth. It felt like it went on forever, but, of course, it was over much more quickly than it seemed to each of them. As Q laid on his back, breathing heavily, he said, "Holy shit! That was even better than I thought it was going to be, both giving and getting." "Yea, it's no wonder guys are always talking about this. Damn!" The boys rearranged themselves so their heads were close together. Both felt the glow of their shared orgasm. "Well, this certainly seems like something we are going to have to do again," said Q. "I don't know, if I'm really on the Sharks, I may have my adoring public that I will have to have sex with," said Evan. "Oh, you bastard," replied Q, giving one of Evan's hard nipples a twist and then tickling his friend. After a brief tickle war, Evan ended up on top of his friend, looking into each other's eyes. "You know that we will be doing this with each other a lot," said Evan, leaning down to kiss the boy's lips. The kiss was tender, lingering, and lasted several minutes. It was a bit odd that each had their first kiss after they had given their first blow jobs, but so it goes with teen boys and sex. "The blow job was amazing, but that was awfully nice as well," said Q. "Indeed it was," said Evan as they kissed again. "Actually, I need to get home, my dad is going to start to wonder what's up." "Okay lover," said Q, grabbing Evan's ass cheeks and giving him one more quick kiss. "Text me tomorrow morning and let me know how things go."