Date: Mon, 6 Nov 2000 10:54:44 +0100
From: bchaim@hotmail.com
Subject: Training Timmy

Training Timmy

This is a story between a boy and his brother and their Coach.

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You have to be 16+ and gay.
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Training Timmy 1

But lets start at the beginning.
My name is Timmy,
I live still with my parents when this story starts. At that time,
I was 17 year old virgin, living in Amsterdam, Holland. I had no sex, whatever.

My older brother, Michael, who was already 19, was a real swimmer. He had a
great body in my eyes. He is long and muscled and has broad shouders. He
had no idea, I considered myself gay, I think and hoped.

Michael had no steady girlfriend, he dating around, spending most of the
time with his swimming friends. I gave that never a second thought, he was
just a sports man, acting straight all the way.

I like him a lot and we are close.

With my brother Michael, I know some nice older guys at school. They get
all my attention during our classes and of course after sports in the
showers. But I'm starting in the middle of my story now.

To be honnest, I attent the swimming team after school, just to be with my
brother and his team. Sports are not really my big thing. I like to work at
the computer, to read.

I offered myself to be their helping hand.
Laying in bed at night I have fantasies about them..., their athletic bodies.
I myself, I'm little guy, puberty hit me late. When all my classmates, of
my own age, got hair, I had nothing, which was very embarressing in the
beginning, but everyone got used to it.

I took the role of mascot of the swimming team. Everyone treats me well. My
big brother is taking care of me, I stayed out of trouble.

Our parents are proud.

O.k. Most of the time they, the swimming team, orders me around. I bring
them the towels when they shower, I carry their bags, etc.

No problem, it is my way to get access to their lifes.

The captain of the team is Dave.
He is my big brothers soul mate!
He is a big guy, all muscles. He is somewhat coloured and works out a
lot. I adore his little nipples on his powerful chest, his big arms and
strong legs. I think he knows, but doesn't care. He wants me to work out,
he offered me to help. But I rejected the idea.

I am afraid he will find out I am 'hot' for him,
And that it will spoil our relation. If I had known, what I know yet...
Dave is nearly a head bigger than me. His body is a dream, believe me.

Together with their coach William, we simply address him as Coach, they make
the winning team of our school.

Coach is 27, a beautiful man. He likes to be with his students. After
practise he showers with the boys of his swimming team.

I love to see his strong muscled smooth naked body.
He will be to old for me...

Whatever, no way, I just dreamed away.

One afternoon they came back from their usual training. I'm sitting on the
bench, dressed in my new cream Nike shorts and cream coloured T shirt. The
cotton feels soft on my body. Changing after classes, I really thought
about leaving my boxer shorts off.

I feel horny, which isn't unusual for a kid my age, is it?

The team and Coach game in.

When everyone entered, I start to put on their showers.
Daily routine.

Dave stands nearly naked in front of me... smiling.
He just wears a his little briefs. His big cock is showing through the
white fabric.

'Hey, little guy, guess what?'
'Sorry Dave, I don't know, what is going on?'
Dave smiles at me... 'We are on a trip, me...
your brother and of course Coach, little guy
You come with us!
We need someone to take care of us, don't we? So, I asked the Coach, oue
TIMMY could be that, and he is fine!

You like it?'

His cock is now nearly in my face!

I only can stammer, 'Yes, Great!'

My eye are big... looking at all those beautiful leg hairs, partly hidden
in his damp white briefs.

'OK, we leave Saturday for a week, Coach will call your parents!'

Dave turns around making fun with the other swimming guys. Stripping naked
before my surprised eyes, before hitting the showers. 

I look at his strong smooth white butt.
I know this scene, I dream about it. I dream about them every night.
Taking my little cock in my hand.

My head is full of joy!
I nearly missed the glimpse I can have of their naked bodies.
They ask me with them on a trip!
I start to give them towels and soap. My mind is racing.

Training 2 (the starting point)

The trip started easy. We traveled in Coach his car, it was a warm day,
everyone was sweating from the beginning. At our first stop at the Highway,
Coach ordered me to bring them some bottles of water. I went into the
restaurant and bought them.

I felt great!
They all took guzzles and spoiled the water on their T shirts.
I couldn't believe my eyes. Here I am, at a parc site, with three great
looking man!

On my way too...?
Their, our, training in Belgium.

After a couple of hours, Maastricht, Liege (Luik), The Ardennes, we arrived
at a little cottage with of course a swimming pool.

I wondered how we would sleep.
Coach checked us in and my brother Michael and Dave were put in the same
room. I had to share the room with Coach.

It had something to do with the training.

When we entered our room Coach smiled at my puzzled face. There was just
one double bed in the room. Where should I sleep? Coach laughed my
questions away.

'Timmy, you will take the left side'

With those words he started to strip his t shirt,
exposing his smooth strong chest. I looked at his strong muscles.
I stood there, not knowing what to do.
Coach smiled and pulled off his pants in one move.
Standing just in his white jockstrap in front of me he said:

'Strip yourself, boy, we need a shower!'

I wondered what he ment with We... I looked at his great body.

His smooth chest with just some hair between his nipples, his rippled
stomach, a trail of hair from his belly button into his white jock in my
mind to his beautiful limp cock. I could see his big balls hanging low.

I mouth dropped open.
Coach laughed:
'We don't have all day'

With those words, he walked over to me, grapping my t shirt pulling it over
my head. My smooth boy chest was wet of sweat.

I wondered what he would think of my own little body.
He is such a strong man!

'Do you strip yourself, or do you need some help?'

'Uhhh... I...'

I couldn't end my sentence.
Coach took the zipper of my jeans, and took it down
He took my black boxers and pushed my little boy cock.
He found my boxer-clad erection.

'You are a healthy boy'

'Strip!'

I bowed, my little ass in the air, and took my trainers, socks and jeans off.
I nearly jumped in the air when I felt Coach his strong hand on my ass
cheeks, feeling them all over.

'Ok get naked now! Don't be shy, you got a hardon, don't worry, it is
normal. I see them all the time even during my work...'

Coach smiled at me.
'I even will have one myself.'

'Yes, Coach'

I was standing in front of him, taking of my black boxers off. Naked in
front of our Coach. My erection pointed straight to my belly button.

I covered it with my hands.

'Sorry, Coach! Sir!'

I felt the situation a little embarresing.

'I love it, boy! Relax, get used to it, it's one of the reasons we brought
you here. Your brother thinks you need a little taining. Let me get a look
at you! Put your hands on your head, push your chest out.'

Coach moved closer.

His big hands where touching my now bare smooth body. My stomack twitched,
feeling my erection was growing bigger.

He ignored my state of erection, my state of mind.

Taking my arms behind my head:
'Your arm muscles can improve, boy!'

'Yes, Sir'

Coach hands were wandering down feeling my nipples. I couldn't help myself,
they became strong and erect, pointing out. I felt his hands on my flat
smooth stomach.

'Nice, although you need some training there too, do push-ups in the
morning, we will work out together, boy'

Coach walked around me... putting his hands on my buttocks, feeling them.

'Frim butt, I like that, boy! You have nice legs, strong, nearly no hair on
them'

Coach toched my body, he talked about my little boy body,
feeling me all over.

I got very hard, couldn't help myself.
I loved it!
The top of my uncircumcized cock was now exposed and the tip became wet,
before Coach touched it.

'OK, boy, your brother is right! You can use some training this week. I
will look into the matter, making a nice schedule for us. Helping Michael
and Dave will not take much time, and they can take care of themselves'.

'You really want to help me to improve my body, Sir?'
I found my tongue.

Coach patted my naked shoulder,
'Yes boy, all the way... You will learn a lot this week, trust me.
But boy, we have to agree on my terms,
you have to trust me all the way,
and you have to be honnest with me!'

Coach looked at me:
'You will do ALL what we, I your Coach and the team, will say, son?'

'I will, Sir, I will do everything what you and your team will say!'

'That's my boy! I like you!'
Coach stroked my hair.

I felt delighted! The Coach of my big brother will train me! Great!

'Yes Sir, of course!'

Coach smiled at me.
'OK, boy, hit the showers, boy! I will take care of your suitcase and find
you some clothes'

I took a shower and brushed my teeth. My erect cock had a life of it's
own. It wouldn't go down. I wrapped a towel around my slim hips, to hide
it...

and entered the now, our sleepingroom again.

Coach laughed,
'Didn't your brother tell you anything, son?'

'No, Sir, he just told me it is a private trainingcamp for swimmers. He
could NOT tell me a thing, because other teams will know how you prepare
your best swimmers.'

'Your brother Michael and Dave a special couple! They are right, everything
what happens here is strictly private. No talking with the outside world.'

Coach looked me staight in the eyes.
I looked back,
I trusted the guy.
I was willing to do evrything to make this week a big succes.

Coach took a pair of dark green speedos and dropped them before my feet.

'You don't need to cover yourself boy at any place in and around the house.
But if you have to open the gate, it is at the end of the lane, you can
wear these.'

My face was puzzled;
'Your brother and mate will wear dark blue ones. Black is only allowed for
Coaches, you understand, boy?'.

It seemes to be strange rules, but I could understand that. Being in a
trainingcamp was new for me, and there must be rules and a hierarchy. But I
wondered why I had to be naked all the time.

I nodded my head. I didn't want any discussion. I agreed on his terms.
I will do whatever he wants from me. He is my Coach now. I love him!

'Yes, Sir'

Coach walked over to me took my towel from my slim boy hips.
Making me naked.
With a strong boy erection.

Coach stroked my eager cock.
I couldn't help myself...

'Ooohhhhhh!'

'OK, Timmy boy, before we can have a swim, I will take a shower. After that
I have some questions'.

With those words Coach walked into our bathroom and I heard the water running.
Coach left the door open and I could see now, his strong muscled naked body.
His big cock and balls exposed to my view, taking a piss.

My cock had gone down a bit, but went to full mast again, seeing this man,
My Coach!
I wanted to jack myself off, but I didn't dare to do so.
My lttle smooth cock had a life of it own.
Pre cum leaks from my 5.5 inch cockhead.

Shit, what to do if he sees that?!

In a couple of minutes Coach came back. Still naked he went over to the
cupboard giving me a good view of his strong legs covered with little black
hair, his beautiful big smooth butt.

Nearly smooth myself I was wondering or and when I would get any hair on my
body. Just having public hair count in my eyes.

Coach put a pair of thight black speedos on. They were nearly transparant.
He was sitting on the bed with his big muscled legs spread wide.

'Stand between my legs, boy and relax'
I walked over to him leaving my own speedos on the floor.
Standing naked in front of Coach. To relax was a big problem having a boner,
Leaking pre cum.

Coach told me to relax again and told me the rules of this interview.
I just have to be honnest, whatever, it was for my own training and he
wanted to know my starting point. The first questions were easy. My
parents, my family, my schoolwork, hobbys, etc.
I started to relax.

He asked for my best friend. I told him a did a lot of schoolwork with Micha.
He asked me or I stayed over at Micha's place. Of course, we spent some
time together during the week-ends.

How did we sleep? I was worried by this question. My face became red.

'We slept in the same room, Sir'

'Did you look at his body?'

'Yes... I looked...'

'Tell me about his body'

'Micha is big, Sir, he a member of the soccer team at school, as you know...'
Coach smiled.

'You wanked off together? Don't be shy, I do it myself, just tell me'

'No Sir'

'But you wanted it, don't you?'

'Yes, Sir, I wanted, but was to afraid to make the first move'
Coach laughed.

'That isn't smart of you boy! You jacked off at home having a fantasy on him?'

'Yes, Sir, sometimes, but mostly on Dave'

I could produce a grin on my red face. I think he was right, but it isn't
the answer you expect from your Coach.

'You jack off a lot on Dave, boy?'

'Mmmm... sometimes'

Coach smiled and whispered: 'I like you a lot! And we are roommates now, I
like you calling me "SIR".

How many times a day, son?'

'One...' looking at his face 'sometimes two times, Sir'

'OK, I think it is between three and four times, considering your boner
now, it can be more, think it over.'

'How do you wank you boner?'

'Uhh...'

'No boy, don't tell me, show me!'

I looked at his handsome face, I couldn't help myself, my eyes are
wandering over his broad chest to his thight speedos, not hiding much.

'Take your cock, boy'

I was nearly purple now. But my hand had a mind of its own.
I took my little boner in my hand feeling the leaking pre-cum at the tip.
My foreskin moved back over the tip, I took it back up in my fist.
'Ohhh...'
I was stroking myself in front of this beautiful man.

Coach took my hips in his big hands bringing to the edge of the bed. My
knees nearly touched his cock. Coach layed down on his elbows.

'OK, cover my smooth chest with your cum, boy!
Hit my nipples!
I want all those boiling juiches on my smooth chest, boy.
Give me a shower of your boy cum.'

I didn't need more words...

'Agghhhh...!'

My hips were trembling, I did just what Coach asked from me.
Jacking myself off between is strong powerful legs.

Coach looked at my smooth body and smiled.

My little (nearly smooth) balls were at my body.
My cum was boiling...

And I spread my legs, touching his hairy legs,
Spraining my hot boy cum,
All over his strong body.
hitting his nipples.

I came down on his body.

My boy fluids between us.

He took my smooth boy butt in his strong hands.
Taking me, feeling me everywhere.

'You are a good boy' Coach whispered.
He is spitting on his hand... stroking my blond hair with the other.

I feel his fingers at my ass...

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