Date: Mon, 10 May 2021 02:55:59 +0000 (UTC)
From: lovmexjiz@aol.com
Subject: Bad Back Pt 1

Growing up in a small community had its advantages by was also a real
hassle to be in the closet.  I didn't have a term for it when I was in high
school, but looking back now, I know I was gay as hell, just didn't know
it.  I was so fortunate that I didn't get my ass kicked in high school when
I was checking out the boys and now don't know if they didn't care or were
just enjoying the attention, but nothing was ever said and they would even
rearrange their family jewels while I was looking, but not a word was
spoken.  I couldn't take a step in the halls of school without looking at
crotches.  I was amazed at how many times I would see growth while checking
the guys out.  Until....

One day in chemistry class I was doing the side eye to Craig, one of the
football jocks.  He was sitting straight up in his chair and I think he
noticed me looking at his dick.  He slowly slides down in his chair until
he was really slouching in his chair.  His right hand was resting on his
crotch and as I watched, he starts rubbing himself.  The more I watched,
the harder he got and his cock was laying across this hip.  I was trying to
be discreet, but I was in awe that he would show his hardon just like that
and roll it back and forth in his fingers.  I don't know what caused me to
look up, but now was his turn to stare at me.  He just gave me a little
grin, his eyebrows went up and he sat back up in his chair.  It was the
first time that I had been overtly caught checking him out and I was
nervous as hell.  Nothing was said as we left class and I figured I had
dodged a bullet because the next day in class, again nothing was said and
it seemed things were fine.

My PE class was the last period of the day and I seldom ever showered after
PE because I would just go home to shower.  I didn't even realize that
Craig was in my PE class because all the jocks would start practicing
whatever sport was going on during that season and they would never
participate in class.  Since I never showered after gym and they were still
practicing, I never really paid any attention that he was in my class. At
class that day our PE instructor decides that we need to start working out
with free weights.  We all went up to the weight room and low and behold
all the football jocks were already there working out.  As the instructor
entered the room he says to them, "Gentlemen, I need each of you to grab
one of these guys and help them learn how to lift some weights.  We aren't
going to make them into Hercules, but they could use some tone.  So get at
it."  He then left and as I looked around, a hand grabs my shoulder and it
is Craig.  He tells me that he will help me to learn and walks me over to
the dumbbell rack.  He showed me a couple of things, then we walked to the
leg press bench.  He again set the weights and shows me how to do a leg
press.  When is legs come back up to him and his legs are spread, I am sure
that I could see he wasn't wearing a jock or underwear.  He presses the
weight out and then lets his legs retract and this time I am sure he only
has sports shorts on.  I was trying to remain discreet and couldn't swear
to it, but I was so sure he had nothing on under his shorts.  It was then
my turn, so he lightened the weight and let me try a couple.  While I am
relaxing a little he comes over and grabs the inside of my thigh and says
this is where it will hurt tomorrow from the exercise. My cock did a little
jump when he grabbed me.  We then progressed to the bench press and he
piled on some weight and laid down and pressed it a couple of times.  While
he was flat on his back, he was showing a pretty good bulge in his shorts
and I didn't miss it.  He pressed the chosen weight a couple of times and
then turned it over to me.  He knew I couldn't lift that much weight so
while I was getting positioned on the bench he was removing weight from the
bar.  He gets his chosen weight and hands me the bar.  My arms are
stretched straight out holding the weight.  He asks me if it is too heavy
and like a idiot, I say, "No, I can do this."  He tells me he is going to
spot for me in case I have trouble and then proceeds to straddle my head so
he can help hold the bar.  Being what I am, I lose concentration and look
up the leg of his shorts.  For the first time, I finally got to see his
cock.  As I let the bar down towards my chest, he pulls the legs of his
shorts up so they don't constrict him as he guides the bar down and I push
it back up.  The second time I let the bar down to my chest to push it back
up, he does the same thing hiking up his pant legs.  However, this time,
the head of cock pops out of the pant leg.  I don't know what I was
thinking, but I jumped, tipped the bar over sideways, and it and I fell off
the bench to the floor. I was so embarassed, but I could tell as I lay
there that I had pulled something in my lower back.  I think I was trying
not to drop the bar and twisted wrong.

The PE instructor came over and said that he didn't think it was anything,
but I should go to the doctor.  Craig volunteered to take me and the
teacher said he would call my mother to meet us at the clinic.  Craig was
being very nuturing and sat with me until my mother arrived and stayed thru
the examination.  The Doctor determined that it was just a bad sprain in my
lower back and that I would be okay.  Craig laughs and says, "no more
weights for you", but the Doctor corrected him and said yes to continue so
I don't tighten up, but very little weight.  Craig then tells me he would
be over to pick me up for school at 6 AM tomorrow so we could do the
phyical therapy that the Doctor suggest before we went to class.  So at 6
AM the doorbell rings and it is Craig ready to go.  I dressed in my gym
clothes and packed my school clothes to get dressed later.  When we got to
the gym, Craig suggestion was to start where we left off the prior day.  He
went to get into his gym shorts while I hobbled over to the weight room.
As slow as I was, we both got to the weight room at the same time.  He
removes all the weight from the bar and helps me lie down on the bench.
This time when he straddled my head to help hold the bar, I could still see
up his pant leg, but wrapped all nice was his cock in a jock strap.  Now I
got to wondering if yesterday he knew he was putting on a show or if it was
a coincidence.  I did all the PT that the doctor suggested and since there
was no weight, didn't have to shower before class.  I went to the locker
room to get dressed and again Craig was very helpful and asked if I need
help.  He stood right there while I got undressed and when I was in only my
jock strap, he looks at me and says, "damn, my girlfriend doesn't have
boobs as big as you do."  I was a bit of a chunker.  I finally get dressed
and he had to help me with my shoes and then he walked me to my first
class.  At the door he tells me he will see me in Gym class and he will
help me with my PT again.  Thus went my next three days until Saturday.  I
hadn't done any side eye looks at anyone because my back hurt so badly.

After school on Friday, Craig told me that he wouldn't be able to help me
out on Saturday as he had his part time job to go to, but his brother would
be over.  I told him, "no, no, that is okay" and he says it is his duty
because he felt partially responsibile for my fall.  That night I was
really wondering if his cock poking its head out was an accident or a set
up.

Saturday morning right on time at 6 AM the doorbell rings and I go there
expecting to see Craigs younger brother so I could send him home.  It
wasn't his fault that he had to get out of bed at this hour to help me out,
but standing at the door is Coach Mendoza.  He is the personal trainer at
school about 30 years old.  I said, "hi coach, what can I do for you?"  He
said he was there to take me to PT so get a move on it.  I told him I was
waiting for Craig's brother and he laughed at me and said that he was his
brother.  I guess I had a stupid look on my face because he said, " same
Mother, different fathers, now move."  I grabbed my shorts, a jock and
t-shirt and headed to his car.  I really was planning on sending Craigs
brother home so hadn't lined up anything to take.  In my haste, I didn't
take any shoes just flip flops and when we got there, he said to get
dressed and we would get started.  He went to the training room got dressed
and we met in the weight room.  I started going thru my routine as he went
thru his power lifting all sorts of weight.  I was just trying to stay
limber and he was glistening with a sheen of sweat.  When it came time to
do the bench press, he came over the same way and stood over my head as I
lifted the weight.  It must be a habit, cuz I really didn't need a spotter
for just the bar, but he stood over me.  His shorts were tight enough in
the leg that I couldn't see up the leg to his cock, but his manly funk
smell was every where.  I know my cock started to grow but was lucky to
have on my jock so he couldn't see me getting excited smelling him.  When
we were complete, he told me to go take a shower.  I told him I would just
shower at home and that is when he told me he would be giving me a massage
to see if that would relax the muscles in my back.  I had never had a
massage before and was real nervous.  I did as I was told and got in the
shower, I wasn't there only a couple of seconds and Coach Mendoza comes
into the shower room and starts taking a shower.  There was nothing I could
do about it, but started chubbing up right away.  He wasn't trying to be
obvious, but he was trying to cover himself either and I got the show of a
life time watching him soap up that hairy body of his. We both rinsed off
and he tells me to put on a jock strap because he didn't "need that thing
poking out his eye as he massaged me."  That sort of embarrassed me and I
deflated a little.  I meet him in the training room and was surprised to
find that there was a massage table all set up.  I never knew it was there
all along.

He is there in just a pair of lightweight nylon shorts, no shoes, no shirt
and I wasn't sure what to expect.  The first thing he tells me is that he
is going to stretch me out before he starts the massage, so cross my arms
and put my right hand on my left shoulder and left hand on my right
shoulder.  He then gets behind me close enough to be a second skin and
wraps his arms around me.  He told me to relax and go with the motion and
he starts leaning backwards.  As he does this my feet come off the ground
and I am being bent over backwards and I hear pop, pop and pop.  He then
leans forward telling me to keep my legs stiff and bend over and touch my
toes.  He is still tight behind me and I think I can almost feel his cock
on my ass.  I then stand back up and we do the back bend again and I hear
another pop.  He stands me up and asks how that felt.  I wasn't sure if he
was talking his cock on my ass or the popping in my back.  I had to be
honest and tell him it was great and let him decide if I was talking my
back or not.  He lays me down on the table, spreads my legs a little and
starts the massage.  I never realized how good it would feel to have
someone rub my feet the way he did.  He used his knuckles and dug in deep
and started working his way north.  I was already feeling better than
before I got hurt when he hit my upper thighs.  He worked the insides of
them and the back of his hands kept rubbing against my jock pouch, making
me harder and harder.  Just as I am about to bust a nut, he moves onto my
back.  I have my arms folded back with my palms up and as he works on my
back, I think I can feel him rub his crotch across my hand.  I was sure I
could feel his hardon, so I pull my arms up and let them hang down off the
table.  My head is in one of those head rest that extend past the edge of
the table and as he works back and forth, I can feel his crotch rubbing
against the top of my head.  I was so horny and wanted in the worst way to
do something, but knew I had better not.  Again just in time before I bust,
he tells me to roll over.  I am so glad that I have on my jock strap so my
own hardon isn't showing, it is pointed straight down into the pouch of the
strap.  It wasn't comfortable, but not showing.

Before he goes back down to my feet, he removes the headrest and lets my
head hang off the edge of the table.  He starts pulling my head and rubbing
the back of my neck at the same time.  I did feel real good, but then he
just let my had hang off the edge of the table and returns to my legs.  By
the time he reached mid thigh, I was sold on massages.  They are wonderful,
but still my cock is pointing down.  I hear Coach Mendoza say, " Let me
help you with that" and without touching my cock, he pulls the fabric of
the jock strap straight up and my hardon shifts and is now pointing towards
my stomach and it is so much comfortable.  He continued massaging my
thighs, letting the backs of his hands rub my nuts.  Again, just in time he
shifts up to my head. My head is still hanging off the edge of the table
and he drizzles oil all over my stomach as he changes position.  He
straddles my head with a leg on each side and slides his hands from my
chest to my stomach and back.  As he stretches out over me he rubs his
crotch into my face.  I can smell his manliness and he rocks back and
forth.  I have a great thing going as he grinds himself into my face and I
can smell him and feel his cock.  It has gone soft, but I can feel the
fleshiness of it rub across my face.  I can no longer control myself and
visually take a deep breath into his crotch.  Coach Mendoza stops, applies
more oil and starts working my chest with earnest.  There must be a family
thing with them because Craig had commented on my tits and now Coach was
working them over real good.  They are a little fleshy from my excess
weight, but that didn't bother Coach as he kept tweeking my nipples,
squeezing my boobs and rubbing his groin into my face.  I could feel his
cock getting harder and was sure he was going to stuff my mouth full of his
cock, but he stops and says that is enough for one day.

He helps me off the table and wants me to stretch one more time.  I cross
my arms and he wants to start from the bent over positions so he tells me
to lock my legs and touch my toes.  I am all bent over and he gets in
behind me and I would swear that he had his cock out because when it
pressed up against my ass, it felt like skin on skin it was so warm.  He
then mimicks my actions and bends over the top of me and we start standing
back up.  He rolls me backwards and all the time I am not relaxing
wondering if he has his hairy cock up against me.  He then has me bend
forward to do another toe touch and he steps back and I never get a chance
to see if he had been pressing his cock into me.  As I stand up he asks me
how I feel and I could honestly say the best that I had felt in forever.
As we drive back to my house, I can't stop raving about how much better I
feel and he says, "don't you do PT twice a day?" I said yes, but not to
worry about it and he tells me he will be back to pick me up a 6 PM that
night.  He then suggested that since he didn't want to open up the school
that late at night, that we could use his family's home gym and get the
work out in.  Hmmm


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