Date: Fri, 30 Nov 2007 21:55:43 +0100 From: Chaim B. Subject: Working out, part 2 (M/t/t, 1st, mast, oral, underwear, foreskin) Working out Part 2 by Chaim (bchaim) bchaim@hotmail.com (M/t/t, 1st, mast, oral, underw) Amsterdam (the Netherlands), November 2007 The following story is totally fiction! It involves sexually explicit erotic events between a (young) teens and men. If you are offended by such material or are too young, live where it is not allowed to read the story, don't read on. It's up to you! In the world of this story, the characters don't always use condoms. Make sure you protect yourself from disease in the real world by always using a condom. English is not my mother tongue, sorry for any mistakes! Reactions on this story are very welcome! bchaim@hotmail.com This work is copyrighted to the author; Chaim/bchaim © 2007. Please don't remove my author information or make any changes to this story. You may post this story freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. You are the moral obligation to let me know if my story is published somewhere. Thanks! Chaim. -------------------- Timothy 17 `Daddy' Anthony 24 Coach Jonathan 21 Young Alan 15 -------------------- Working out Part 2 --------------------------------- Timothy and Young Alan ------ Timothy and Daddy met at part 1; Three weeks later in Utrecht --------------------------------- In the school gym the smaller and younger guys watched Timothy. The teen always ended his school workouts by pulling off his sweat soaked shirt and posing in the locker room mirror just for the benefit of the younger kids who he knew loved to watch, and fantasized over his compact young athletic body. Timothy liked that! Timothy wanted to impress, but he knew his friend, Daddy Anthony was much stronger. Every night he had his jack off fantasies about his new found Daddy and he was never able to hold back. Timothy never spent so much teen cum as he did the last three weeks, driving his mother crazy with his question for more clean handkerchiefs and towels. After his daily workout Timothy would swim for an hour or so. Coach Jonathan was his trainer at the swimming-team and Timothy liked him very much. Jonathan was an attractive, well-built man, in his early twenties. He stood about six feet tall and had very short blond hair, like a marine, with sparkling deep blue eyes. Coach Jonathan's body was covered with fine black hair all over his powerful chest, arms and legs. Strong men were always a kick for Timothy. Coach Jonathan had the broadest shoulders and clean shaved pits and a pair of big smooth swimmer's pecs with prominent pink nipples and a great six-pack. But for Timothy his most compelling feature was Coach Jonathan's enormous bulge in his tight blue-white Speedos. Timothy had noticed Jonathan watching him a few times in the locker room with a strange staring look on his handsome face. Timothy wondered if Coach Jonathan might be attracted to him. Who cared? If Coach Jonathan liked his young developing teen body, so what? Timothy liked to show off his compact young body, during his workouts, under the shower, in the swimming pool, in the locker room. Daddy Anthony praised his developing body and teen cock and Timothy was proud! Timothy always thought that Coach Jonathan was a good coach and a great swimmer. He knew, he himself could do good things too in the swimming pool, getting himself better and better, stronger and stronger. He wanted to show Daddy Anthony his developments, secretly he needed Daddy's compliments! Timothy smiled as his thoughts about Daddy Anthony passed through his mind, their first meeting was so wonderful, just thinking about it made him hard. They had a new appointment in a week and Timothy felt excited only by the thought of it. He was staring at his reflection in the huge mirror as he got himself ready for his swimming exercises. Damn, his teen cock was growing into a prominent erection. In the mirror he saw a good-looking strong young teen with a quite normal sized growing cock surrounded by a nice bush of black hair that trailed up to his belly button. Timothy looked at his smooth chest, his firm teen muscles and flexed them, he looked at his red-brown little exposed nipples on his smooth skin. He considered the possibility to jack off in the toilets but decided against it, his heartbeat had picked up, so he took several big breaths to calm myself down. Instead Timothy dressed himself in his black Speedos and took a white towel, slowly he walked to the swimming basin. This was Timothy's first membership in a team at his new school, the `Rietveld College' (which is in Holland not always an university, but an High School) but his ambitious streak was nothing new. He started out as a nobody on his first swimming team in Amsterdam, but became captain by his junior year. Timothy was proud of his development, he had already a good muscle definition in his legs, arms, shoulders and abs, showing his developing six-pack. Timothy didn't want to get over-developed, he was not a body builder type, but what he saw on Daddy Anthony was very good, he wanted to be that way, some day. He loved Daddy Anthony's strong athletic body, but most of all he loved the way Daddy introduced him to gay sex. Timothy felt he wanted to concentrate on school, boring but an unwanted must, and his swimming career, putting other things down on his list of priorities, but from the evening he met Daddy Anthony it was hard to concentrate. Secretly Timothy knew it was man cock that got him hard; to be more specific, he loved to see the outline of cocks and balls, bulging inside tight Speedos, briefs or tight boxers; he was in need to feel those prominent cocks, to get on his knees and to suck the bulges of those boys and man. Timothy tried to ignore those feelings most of the time; he didn't know how to handle them, but he couldn't, those dreams came back every night. Timothy was working out hard, nearly day and night, to get in shape, to train his teen body, to get rid of his horny thoughts. It was hopeless, Timothy's thoughts and day dreams about Daddy Anthony and strong teens and men always managed to slip into his mind and his teen cock was always responding. Timothy finished his workout in the swimming pool and took a long cold shower. He put on a pair of Brute Navy blue wrestling briefs, red shorts a wide white- blue T shirt. It was still an early Monday morning and, except for Young Alan, the little very small teen, who always seemed to be around in the swimming pool, there was usually no one in the wide corridor near the entrance by the time Timothy arrived. The other kids went directly to the main building of their school yelling and screaming. ---------------------- Timothy and Young Alan ---------------------- Young Alan had his own horny thoughts and dreams, he licked his lips; he wanted to run his small hands and fingers across Timothy's beautiful smooth chest, but it wasn't an appropriate time for such kind of action. Alan, was called `Young Alan' because his body was very small and he looked like a boy of twelve. He hadn't got Timothy's size at all, he was only fifteen, looked twelve, and his own physique wasn't very impressive. Young Alan had a smooth, still completely hair-free body, he was very late to hit puberty. Young Alan's nipples were very little towers hidden from Timothy's view under his wide red Fila T shirt. Young Alan had a slight swelling in his groin, being smooth didn't mean he had no sexual feelings! He looked at Timothy's strong body, he couldn't help it, he got so horny. For Young Alan it all started a month ago, he went back from the swimming pool into the locker room to change. Next to his own clothes he found Timothy's soccer shorts, T shirt and black tight CK boxers. Young Alan's dream was there, looking at Timothy's clothes he could nearly smell his teen hero. Young Alan got Timothy's black boxers and was holding them in his small hand, he didn't know what to do. He looked around and couldn't help himself, almost in reflex Young Alan pressed Timothy's black boxers into his face and smelled Timothy's body scent. He squeezed his own growing cock inside his Speedos. The smell of Timothy's cock from the black boxers was making his head swim and quickly he rubbed the front of the boxers over his undeveloped boy cock. Without realizing it, he had slipped his Speedos down to his knees and he was rubbing his hairless balls and cock slowly, getting terribly hard. Young Alan was lost, he groaned and pressed his smooth boy face into the cotton of Timothy's black boxers, he could smell, nearly feel his hero! It felt so good and by now Young Alan had almost forgotten there were other boys almost next door. Young Alan stuck his tongue out until it was touching the cotton, right on the place where Timothy's huge teen cock usually pressed. A little bit shocked the boy stopped, took Timothy's boxers from his face and started rubbing them over his boy cock, dreaming about Timothy's big teen tool. Young Alan couldn't help it anymore, he wrapped the boxers around his stiff boner, feeling the cotton rubbing against his uncircumcised cock-head. Young Alan kept doing this for a minute or so, he was jerking off with Timothy's boxers, he stood there shaking on his legs, rubbing his hairless cock faster and faster; Young Alan was horny as hell he imagined Timothy's cock, his muscled teen chest, his handsome face! Young Alan trembled and felt his cum was starting to rise into his boy cock. He brought Timothy's underwear to his face again and sniffed and licked the black boxers taking them over his mouth as he jacked his hot, throbbing boy cock. Young Alan was lost, the smell of his teen hero was too much to hold back, he groaned as he felt himself starting to cum. Young Alan groaned louder and whispered Timothy's name, "Timothy!" Poor Young Alan, day dreaming about his powerful teen hero. The boy wanted Timothy, he would worship him, his teen cock. Timothy would wear this pair of tight black boxers and bring his concealed hard cock to his face. Oh fuck, this fantasy was to much for poor Young Alan! Quickly he brought Timothy's black boxers to his throbbing cock. Young Alan's nearly yelled as whole body jerked with spasms, as spurts of his hot white cum shot out of his piss hole into Timothy's black boxers. It was great to have such an intensive orgasm, but Young Alan tried recover and soon he came back to reality. All he could smell now was his own young boy load, as more of his boy spunk creamed Timothy's boxers wrapped around his boy cock. Young Alan tried to relax as the last drop left his boy cock and he took the black boxers away from his boy cock and looked at them curiously. He could see three or four damp patches in Timothy's crotch area and he sniffed them. He never smelled his own young cum this way before, but it smelled quite nice and to his surprise his cock jumped ever so slightly even though he just shot his boy load. Young Alan gently squeezed his boy cock and saw a small drop of cum ooze from the piss hole which he wiped off on Timothy's black boxers. He rubbed at the cum patches in Timothy's boxers with his white towel. A hopeless try to dry them a bit, Young Alan placed the black boxers back where he had found them, close to his own clothes. Suddenly Young Alan realized he was standing there with his Speedos around his ankles and his now soft cock hanging down in front of him, so he quickly pulled up his Speedos and looked around with a scared look on his face. Thank G-d, nobody was there! Young Alan hoped Timothy wouldn't notice the damp white watery patches when he got dressed after his workout in the swimming pool but the thought that Timothy's teen cock would soon be rubbing against his own cum made his boy cock hard again. Timothy came in ten minutes later. He felt the strange wetness in his CK boxers when he changed after his work out. Timothy looked at the damp, the somewhat white spots and made a simple calculation; Young Alan was the only one who was before him in the locker room; Young Alan was always checking him out. Timothy made his own conclusion; the boy jacked his boy cock on his black boxers! Timothy smiled, Young Alan was not a real friend, but the boy was alright and handsome. The thought alone, the boy stroking his penis fantasizing about him, was enough to get Timothy hard. After a brief hesitation Timothy decided to leave his boxers in place. Slowly he rubbed Young Alan's cum into his crotch^Å After that Young Alan tried to be in the locker room every time Timothy was there to steal little glances at his compact muscular body, to have a look at his underwear. A week ago they were together in the locker room together and they undressed, staring furtively at each other's crotches, the outline of their cocks inside their boxers. It took Young Alan a lot of courage, but he dropped his own CK boxers in front of Timothy, who was smiling down at him. Timothy did the same, he dropped his white Puma's, showing off his naked body. "Not many guys like us these days," Timothy whispered, he thought it was a good line to start with, showing off his exposed heavy teen cock. Young Alan knew immediately what the teen wanted to say, as their both their cock-heads were covered by Dutch foreskins. "Yes," Young Alan replied, he felt very naked and was confused they were discussing their cocks, the fact the hadn't a circumcision. Timothy smiled down at the naked smooth boy. Timothy thought the boy was cute and in a strange way the whole situation made him horny, "We were both lucky not getting cut. I really enjoy my foreskin, it's terrific for jacking off. You know that, don't you?" "Wow, horny Young Alan, you are already half hard, it looks great boy, you will have a good looking cock. Maybe I can watch you jack that foreskin of yours? Well, the way you did when you used my black boxers to dump your boy load^Å" Young Alan's face turned red, sweat dripped from his forehead. Timothy knew! He saw that Timothy's cock started to swell too, the cock-head made a big bulge in the smooth skin covering it. Very slowly and still shy, Young Alan's fingers moved down to his boy cock. They both had stiff growing cocks now! Timothy took the boy's naked arm and moved Young Alan into the shower area, Timothy wasn't shy at all, he felt mature compared to this small boy. He immediately skinned back, letting the hot water run over his exposed cock-head. Young Alan did the same, feeling strange in front of this teen. The delicious heat of the running water bathing the tip of his boy cock. Both teens skinned back completely to reveal their cock-heads, comparing them in a deep silence. Their red cock-heads were smooth and shiny, glistening wetly in the TL-light, and the lips of their piss-slits opened. Timothy's knew his teen cock was not extreme big or heavy, but he was okay with that; Young Alan really had a boy cock, a penis, it was hard but very little and he was smooth as a the day he was born. Timothy saw there was some pre-cum at the tip of his exposed boy cock. Young Alan's penis was cute, and in a strange way Timothy liked that. In a sense he wanted to be his big brother, showing him the way^Å "Guess we are both really horny, little fellow," Timothy commented as their cocks swelled to full hardness. Young Alan moved closer to his strong hero Timothy, pressing the tip of his boy cock against Timothy's swollen tip, and the sensation was like a mild electric shock as their warm skins touched. Young Alan felt Timothy's hardness throbbing against the most sensitive part of his little cock, and this aroused Young Alan even more! Timothy was hot for him, a wet dream came true! "This really feels good, Young Alan, don't be shy, we both like this. It is nice to feel the tip of your cock against my own. I think we both need relief now, before the other boys will come in." Timothy said with a huge smile on his face. He steadied his teen cock against Young Alan's tip and rolled his foreskin forward to cover the shining cock-head of Young Alan's boy cock. Timothy grinned as he heard Young Alan groan with lust and satisfaction as his long foreskin slid over the head of the boy's beautiful penis. "My foreskin over your cock feels good, boy. Mmm! It is really heaven to catch you this way, Young Alan. I'm glad my foreskin is long enough to cover your cock-head completely." Timothy felt their cock-heads slide against each other as their piss lips seeped pre-cum as lubricant. Timothy rubbed their cock-heads together with his hand and both teens made horny noises. "Boy, I want to see your boy cock again," said Timothy as he pulled away from his young friend, he watching his big purple cock-head slip from under his tightly stretched hood. The warm water sprayed over their naked bodies, dripping from the ends of their swollen cocks. Timothy ran his wet fingertips lightly over the curves of Young Alan's cock, noting Young Alan's excited reactions. The boy whispered, "Oh, this feels so good, man you make me super horny, don't stop!" Young Alan sighed deeply, and reached for his own boy cock. With one hand he jacked his rock hard penis; his other hand went to Timothy's crotch, his fingers gently slid Timothy's foreskin back over the teen's swollen tip, baring it to his gaze and light touching. Young Alan whispered, "I like the way your cock feels, it is so smooth and big. Your cock is so beautiful!" Young Alan's fingertips traced the outline of Timothy's swollen ridge, running down the sides to the hot spot under the head. His thumb pressed against the top of his ridge, while his index finger probed the groove under Timothy's cock-head. Timothy felt Young Alan's touch and his cock shaft throbbed in response, he knew he was eager to cum all over Young Alan's smooth body. He wanted to spray his hot teen cum all over Young Alan's smooth skin, to drown the boy with his sperm. Timothy tried to warn the boy, "Oh, boy, my cock is very sensitive, take care! If you continue to stroke me this way, I will spray my load all over you." Timothy sighed as the sensations ran through his straining teen cock, "Wow, boy, you know how to touch me, and it feels better than when I touch myself this way. You really know how to do me." Young Alan smiled proud at his hero! Timothy's fingers returned the favor and caressed the purple end of Young Alan's boy cock. He felt with his other hand the boy's smooth balls. Timothy cupped his boy balls, kneading them gently and pressing his fingertips behind them. Young Alan groaned and moved his hips against the warm wet skin of Timothy's body. They stood now very close together like real lovers. Timothy moved his head down and kissed Young Alan lightly on his red lips. Young Alan's balls drew up against his smooth body, until his ball-sac was as tight as Timothy's. The boy broke their kiss and said, "Oh man, I'm really horny!" Timothy smiled down and looked at their rock hard cocks, "Yeah boy, me too, I want to jack off, or shall we do each other?" "Can we really do that?" Young Alan asked with a shy voice. "I really want to do you, and feel your little hand doing my cock," Timothy answered with husky passion in his voice, "I really like you, Young Alan, your penis throbs and I want to make you to shoot your load. Anyway, we talk to much, let's do it, it feels a lot better when you do me than when I do myself." "It feels better for me too. Let's do it, please!" Young Alan's little fingers started to slide the thick hood back from Timothy's cock-head until his ridge was totally exposed. His little fingers slid the hood forward again, jacking Timothy off. Young Alan touched Timothy's sensitive cock-head, and eased his foreskin forward again to cover the head. Timothy groaned and loved every second! The muscles in Timothy's legs tightened, and his body quivered. Young Alan's fingers tightened on Timothy's teen cock as he moved his foreskin back and forth, and Timothy felt his body's urgent response as his cock-shaft started to leak an enormous amount of pre-cum. "Damn, Young Alan, your fingers feel so hot on my cock, do it faster!" Timothy said to the little boy in front of him. Young Alan followed his urgent whishes and he jacked the teen off with rapid movements. Timothy couldn't hold back anymore and yelled, "Fuck you, I will shoot my load any moment." Young Alan's fingers made his teen cock tingle and Timothy felt the tension building up inside his cock-shaft. "Please, don't hold back," Young Alan whispered, "I want to see your cock spurt all over my body. I dreamed about this moment for months!" Young Alan's fingers continued their maddening strokes along Timothy's shaft, dragging the foreskin back, pushing it forward in rapid movements; his little hand was tight over Timothy's bulging cock-head. Timothy's cock-shaft throbbed in response and the teen groaned, "Any second now, I will shoot my load very soon!" Timothy warned the boy, he didn't want to shock him. The tension was almost unbearable for Timothy, and his cock-head engorged even more, aching for release. Timothy felt his full teen balls tighten against his body. He closed his eyes as the moment of no return approached, "Yeah, you're really into it now, I love it!" Young Alan's fingers massaged Timothy's rock-hard teen cock harder and harder. "Timothy, please, just relax and let it happen. I will be here in front of you to receive your gift." A warning throb filled Timothy's cock-shaft and he felt his massive orgasm. Now Young Alan's warm little fingers drew his foreskin back all the way, baring his hot throbbing cock-head to the cool air, Timothy groaned, "Oh yes, boy, here it comes!" The first gush was like a jet of hot lava burning its way up his tube, and Timothy cried out helplessly as he tumbled into a massive orgasm, "Oh yeah, take my load boy!" Timothy felt the urgent tickle as another hot jet sprayed straight from the tip of his teen cock and he shot his load high into the air, right into Young Alan's smooth face. Timothy's body shuddered uncontrollably as another thick jet filled his cock to emerge from his swollen throbbing tip, and he felt Young Alan's finger pull his foreskin all the way forward to envelop the head as the stream erupted. Now the boy's little fingers pinched the end of his thick hood shut, and the trapped fluid swirled around his cock-head. "Your skin's ballooning out," Young Alan said with a smile, licking the cum from his lips as Timothy cried out again, overwhelmed by the hot sensations. Young Alan pulled Timothy's foreskin back again to expose his cock-head as another jet shot from Timothy's tip, all over Young Alan's body. Timothy's cock-shaft throbbed again, and yet another hot jet shot through Timothy's throbbing cock, splashing between Young Alan's nipples. "Go for it, man," Young Alan shouted at him as Timothy's cock throbbed helplessly in his little hand. Timothy felt the boy's little fist tighten on his cock, pushing the loose skin forward again, and his cock responded with another load, weaker this time. Young Alan's strokes slowed down. Timothy thought and hoped the boy understood that his cock became super-sensitive. Timothy's cock contracted again, expelling the last full blow of his teen cum. Weaker throbs took over, and Young Alan's fingers encircled his cock without moving as the last drops oozed from his swollen tip. "I almost came myself, watching you shoot like that," Young Alan said and he stroked his cum covered smooth body with his small hands. Timothy cupped his boy balls, while his right hand clasped his straining boy cock. Timothy skinned his foreskin all the way back, revealing the throbbing cock-head. The boy's cock was fully engorged, the way Timothy own cock got when he was about to come. The head became red with excitement, and the teen was fully aware of the boy's feelings because he experienced the same overwhelming sensation a minute before. Clear drops of pre-cum oozed from Young Alan's gaping piss-slit, lubricating his foreskin as Timothy slowly moved it up and down. He saw the boy's excitement in his puppy eyes. "Oh, shit, this feels so good," Young Alan said through his clenched teeth as Timothy pulled hard on his foreskin, watching the boy's cock-head swell even more under the pressure of his fingers. Now a steady clear stream of pre-cum poured from the boy's piss-slit, the hot fluid running down to Timothy's encircling fingers. The teen felt the little hot penis throb between his strong stroking fingers. The boy's hips bucked, and Timothy saw his smooth legs tremble. Young Alan tried to fuck Timothy's fist. "Now you relax, my boy, and let me do the work," Timothy encouraged Young Alan as his fingers stroked his begging penis. His eyes closed, and Timothy knew his mind totally focused on the hot sensations in his boy cock. Timothy pressed a fingertip into the underside of his penis to milk his pre-cum, watching the clear juice running from the end and down all over his throbbing shaft. "Close, man, I'm so close! Please don't stop!" Young Alan muttered as Timothy's hand moved over his boy cock with rapid movements. His smooth red boy face was covered with sweat. Timothy moved closer to the boy and he felt the tension in his cute smooth body, bringing him toward the edge. Young Alan's prick pulled with a sudden hard throb, as the full force of his orgasm hit him. Timothy felt his young body straining against him as he tumbled into the free-fall of a heavy orgasm. Young Alan's helpless cries of excitement filled the locker room as his orgasm overwhelmed him, and his smooth body shuddered as his boy cum erupted. Young Alan's cum shot into the air like a rocket! Timothy felt the hard throbs in his penis as his strong fingers squeezed it tightly. Another blow shoot from his tortured cock-head, hitting Timothy's body everywhere. Young Alan closed his eyes cried out again, "Oh yeah!" and his boy cock pulsed with the force of another blow. As Timothy yanked his foreskin up and back again, stretching it, the boy moaned loudly as he shot his boy cum again and again. Timothy moved the boy's foreskin up and down and gave his foreskin a good stretch. Young Alan's boy cock throbbed again, sending another load of creamy sperm onto Timothy's body. Wow, the boy was good! After a while Young Alan relaxed somewhat, coming down to earth, and Timothy heard his breathing slowing down, his boy cock started to soften as his eyes opened. He looked at Timothy obviously dazed by the intense sensations that had wracked his body, and he smiled at Timothy. Timothy leaned forward to kiss him lightly on the lips again, as he tried to say "Thank you." Timothy and Young Alan shared a deep kiss, the way Timothy learned from Daddy Anthony. He let go of his boy cock, letting it drop, as he took care of his smooth chest, playing with his nipples, spreading his own boy cream all over him. Young Alan turned towards his strong hero and hugged him, his arms locking behind his back. Timothy hugged him back, feeling his heartbeat against his chest. "This was great. You are a good boy with a beautiful foreskin." Timothy picked up the sponge and poured liquid soap onto it, he wanted wash Young Alan's smooth body all over, to play his big brother. After a while Timothy shut off the running water. They dried themselves, but Timothy took his white towel and started to dry Young Alan's penis, rolling his foreskin all the way back, to dry the exposed cock-head. He rolled it forward fully to dry the foreskin. They dressed in silence, but both teens knew what they wanted^Å Timothy was a little surprised to see the door to Coach Jonathan's office cracked open. With his black Adidas gym bag in his hand, he quietly sat down on a bench and had a little chat with Young Alan. The boys whispered feeling good and comfortable together. They made an appointment after school^Å ----------------------------------------------------------- End of part 2 Comments and suggestions are welcome at: bchaim@hotmail.com ------------------------------------------------------------