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On Tuesday night I went to a Masters Swim Squad training session.  This was the second time I've gone along and I'm enjoying it.  Most of the people are in their forties training for triathlons and I've been the youngest guy there both times.  While I don't think I need much motivation to get me to the pool to do laps, the training is different to what I do when I train on my own.

The first week I thought I was getting hit on by this married couple (guy and girl).  They asked me to join them for a beer after training and I couldn't make it that first week but I did the second.  They were hitting on me and we ended up back at their place.  I've written about that on my blog which you can read (email me if you need the blog address or google Aussie Speedo Guy).  What I want to tell you guys about is what happened on Thursday night.

The coach for the Masters swimming program is a mid-twenties guy, I'll call him Aiden here but that isn't his real name. I think that is the least I can do for him considering he is allowing me to share it with you guys.

The first night I went along to the training session I didn't know anyone.  I got there a little early and when checking in to the pool I asked who the coach was and Aiden was pointed out to me.  I got changed quickly (all I had to do to get changed was to remove my shoes, shirt and shorts since I was wearing my speedos).  It was a swim training session so I assumed speedos would be appropriate.  Out to the pool were a couple of people mingling with Aiden. I walked up and introduced myself.

Aiden is hot.  My height and the dirty blonde hair, stereotypical Aussie guy who spends his summer on the beach or in the pool.  I've since been told that Aiden was a top swimmer in high school and college; I could tell he still has that swimmers' physique despite him wearing clothes.

I was not wearing clothes, just standing there in a speedo with my swimming goggles in hand.  A little weird but nobody seemed to think anything of it.  Aiden and I chatted a little. He asked me how my swimming was, if I could do all the strokes.  My usual training swim is two kilometers in a little under forty minutes.  Sometimes I swim further, sometimes (particularly if I'm hung over) I shorten it a little.  I have tried the butterfly stroke but can not claim to be proficient at it which Aiden laughed at and said that wouldn't be necessary.

He asked what I was looking to get out of the Masters Swimming program. I'm not training for anything in particular but am interested to see how my training compares to other people and I'm receptive to my swimming stroke being critiqued.

A few other people introduced themselves to me before we jumped in the pool for a four hundred meter warm-up.

My swimming pace was probably middle of the group and I held my own.  Aiden did pull me aside about halfway through the session and said that on the freestyle downstroke the technique these days is straight down the body instead of an S shape, which I learnt growing up.  I tried that and made my stroke a bit quicker which was great.

It was that first night when I felt like I was being hit on by a couple.  As I mentioned earlier, I couldn't join them for beers that night but it turned out my gut feeling was correct, they were hitting on me.

Two weeks went by before I could make the training session again.  I had beers and sex with the couple that were hitting on me.  During that experience (which you can read) Aiden, the swim coach, came up in conversation.  The couple had fucked him a year or so ago.  What?  Holy cow!!!  They confirmed that Aiden has an amazing body but he had only joined them twice and he was pretty much exclusively gay so a male/female couple wasn't really his thing.

Aiden didn't seem gay to me and the couple explained that he is completely in the closet and spends most weekends in Sydney where he's much more 'out'.  The Married Couple gave me his number and encouraged me to message him for a hookup.

I didn't think that would be appropriate but would keep it in mind. I would also be keeping an eye out to see if he was checking me out at training.

That reasoning lasted until I woke up on Thursday morning.  I was super horny, lying in bed and I thought, why not?  I texted Aiden "Hi Aiden, this is Dave, new guy at Masters Squad Training.  Jim and Julie (Married Couple) gave me your number, thought you might be interested in hooking up."

I know that was a little bold and I thought that if he doesn't appreciate the text then I might not be able to go to the swim training session ever again.  But I was horny; really horny.

Despite my erection, I managed to nod off to sleep again.  I was woken up by my phone beeping with a new text message.  It had to be from Aiden but would it be good or bad or really bad?

I still have the text message and here it is: "Can you host tonight? Discretion is paramount."

That counts as an AWESOME response.  I was relieved and even more horny.  I texted back "I can host, here is my address......, discretion is important to me.  I'm Aussie Speedo Guy, I'll keep your secret if you promise to keep mine."

"Cya at 9pm" was the reply I received less than a minute later.

Wow!!!  I was going to fuck, or be fucked by the swim coach.  That night.  I was lying in bed with a monster erection, how was I going to last the eleven hours until Aiden was due?

I jumped out of bed, quick bathroom break and ran down the beach and jumped in the ocean.  I had to wait a minute so there wasn't anyone walking too close because the front of my speedo was being stretched.  The swim cooled me down a little bit.  I spent the day working, went for a run, had a surf with the boys (my straight friends who have no idea that I am Aussie Speedo Guy), had a light dinner and then it was nine o'clock.  I had managed to contain my erection for the eleven hours.

Everything was ready; the house was tidy, the curtains were drawn, I had condoms and lube out and when the doorbell rang, I opened it wearing only the black speedos I had worn to swim training (I wanted Aiden to recognize me haha).

Aiden and I shook hands, just like we did the first time we met with me wearing very little and him in shorts and a t-shirt.  I find it funny when I meet guys for a hookup and we greet each other with a handshake, knowing full well that we'll be balls deep inside each other within five minutes.

It might have been closer to within three minutes before I was inside Aiden.

The Married Couple had told me that he is a bottom and I was fully erect in my speedo when I opened the door so I was ready to fuck.  Aiden made some comment about waking up this morning not imagining that he'd get fucked by Aussie Speedo Guy but I can't remember exactly what he said because he was stripping out of his clothes.

There was no foreplay, no kissing, no nothing.  Aiden stripped naked, walked over to the couch and bent over offering me his arsehole.  I popped my cock out the leg of my speedo, got a condom on in record time, quick glob of lube and I had my hands on his hips.  Maybe it had only been two minutes from us shaking hands.  I checked that Aiden was ready and slowly slid my cock into him.  While I wanted to just pound away, I knew that after being horny all day I had to go slow otherwise it would all be over in a matter of strokes... like two strokes.  I'm not kidding, I was that horny.  You know what I mean.

This wasn't Aiden's first time. My cock slid half of its length into him and he was moaning in pleasure and moving his hips backwards wanting to make more of my cock.  I pulled half the length of my cock back, slowly letting everything get nicely lubed, then I slid my entire length into him.

Aiden wanted more.  I paused at the extent of my thrust; we were like one body.  My hips were up against his butt cheeks and my thighs were against the back of his thighs, my hands were gripping his hips as I got every last millimeter of my cock into him.  Then I started sliding back out.  It felt like my cock had never been so hard and sliding it out of him took forever.  Pausing, I kept the tip in, just the tip.  Aiden was begging me to fuck him but I needed the break.  I decided to give him five long, deep thrusts.  One, two, three, four and on five I let the tip of my cock get squeezed out of his arse.

More, more, was all that Aiden could say. Don't worry I was going to give him more but I turned him over and directed him to sit on the couch.  Aiden figured out what I was intending and sat on the edge of the couch and spread his legs and I knelt between his legs.

This was the first time I had seen Aiden shirtless from the front, and he was ripped.  I ran my hands down his hairless chest, over his rippled tummy (which didn't have an ounce of fat on it), down past his belt line to the base of his cock.  Like his chest, Aiden was completely smooth and had shaved or waxed very recently as I didn't get any hint of stubble.  His cock was about the same size as mine and cut.  He was fully erect and I gripped his cock with my right hand and used my left to guide my cock to the entrance of Aiden's arse.  As the tip (just the tip) came in contact with his arsehole, Aiden wrapped his legs around my waist encouraging me to enter him.  The alignment was right and I slipped back inside him.

This time I couldn't hold back and once I started plowing Aiden I had to let go of his cock and grabbed his hips with both hands.  I went to town on his arse.

I knew I wouldn't take long but when Aiden reached up and pulled my head to kiss me, I exploded.  We managed to keep kissing while I came but it was a little tricky.  It was an amazing orgasm and before it was over I took my tongue out of Aiden's mouth, slid my cock out of his arse and took his cock in my mouth.

As I moved my head down towards his cock I could see Aiden's arsehole pulsing as it recovered from the fucking I just gave it.

Now, I was sucking Aiden's cock furiously.  His hands were on the back of my head and he was moaning and thrusting his hips, literally fucking my mouth.  My left hand was rubbing his balls and my right was stroking the base of his cock up and down while my lips and tongue worked the head of his penis.  Aiden gave me warning of his impending orgasm and for the first time since tasting his cock I looked up at him.  Still stroking his cock and rubbing his balls, I let his cock out of my mouth and had it just outside of it.  My mouth was open and as I looked at Aiden he let out a moan and less than a second later the first rope of cum flew from his cock into the back of my mouth.  Aiden watched the entire thing.

I was hungry for his cum and wrapped my lips around the head of Aiden's cock and sucked all of that cum down. I didn't miss a drop.

The sounds of his orgasm gave no doubt as to how much Aiden enjoyed that.

Finally I took his cock out of my mouth and looked up at Aiden from my position between his legs.  We were both smiling and Aiden thanked me.  I know it is corny but I did say "Thank you, coach."

The two of us had a shower to clean up a little bit and after drying off Aiden was more than happy to wear a speedo for me (yes I have a speedo fetish).  I poured us both a drink and we were chatting, it didn't last long before we were making out again.

For round two I directed Aiden to my bedroom.  To be honest it was round two and round three.

 

 

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“Mom, he already cut me from the team. Don’t make this any worse.” “You need to learn not to be like your dad. Fight for what you want. And by the way, your mom here has been known to change a man’s mind a time or two.” Tim looked at his mom dress. It was tight with lots of cleavage. Against his dad’s wishes, she wore it once to one of his dad’s office Christmas parties. It was a battle royal when they got home. Seems more than a couple of dad’s co-workers got the wrong idea of what Mom was...

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My coach

-This story is completely fictional- I am Manny and I am now 20 and attending college in the mid-west. I guess that some would call me a jock because of my typical six-pack, huge biceps, and giant cock. I am probably the most popular guy in school. People love me because I am just so lovable and easy on the eyes, if you know what I mean. I have always loved soccer ever since I was a little boy and this is how the story begins. I arrive at soccer practice a little early because I had finished...

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The New Coach

I felt uncomfortable with the new coach, Mr. Walsh, watching me undress and staring at my naked body in the locker room. I was uncomfortable because I was uncomfortable with my sexual orientation. I started to like my best friend, Victor, even more when I saw his smooth body and his hung meat. I wonder if our new coach, Mr. Walsh, saw me glance at Victor’s glory. Mr. Walsh always pushed me to do my best, even though I was the best on the team. At practice Mr. Walsh worked me out so hard....

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The Cheer Squad Coach

I work at a junior college and we have a pretty decent football program here. I have been the assistant coach and the defensive coach but this year I had moved into the head coaching position. I have worked hard at my trade I played as a student I played in the minor leagues but I never made it to the big show. I was pretty happy with the way things have turned out and I enjoy passing on my experience and knowledge of the game to the younger guys that still have that dream and desire to make it...

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Me and my running coach

I was a sophomore, 18 years old, and on the cross country running team. I wasn't the best runner on the team but I tried hard and enjoyed having something to do after school. One day during practice, we were supposed to go around a path at this park 10 times and I was falling behind a little bit. One of the assistant coaches started running with me as the other team members starting heading back to school and said that he'd run with me for the remaining 3 laps to encourage me. He said that he...

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Girls Baseball Team Rewards Male Coach

Rick never thought of himself as a pervert and often wondered how a grown man could get so turned on by u******ed girls, especially when there are so many good looking sexing women available, at least in his area. Being a college athlete with a muscular build, he never had a problem attracting ladies and often took advantage of it. Leaving college, he was drafted by a Major League baseball team and spent six years in the minor leagues. Most people don’t realize that minor leaguers don’t get...

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A Teaching Moment by a Coach

When I started teaching I naively thought there would be a comradery with my peers, sort of like a sports team or firemen or policemen, a them; the students, against us; the teachers, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. It seemed like everyone was looking out for their own interests. Be it a better classroom, or assignments or even additional duties. I’m not saying everyone was this way and most of the veterans would happy to help with a suggestion or two but all and all you had to keep your...

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Cheerleading Coach

The bleachers were always heaviest in front of Marcie, though she anchored one end position. Her section was heavily weighted with boys of all ages. That didn't bother her too much. Cheerleaders aren't bashful, and a weighted section away from the fifty-yard line was the sincerest form of flattery. Being placed on the end to spread out the crowd was official recognition. She didn't mind the attention or being used as a crowd spreader, it was the grown men sitting in groups that bothered...

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Cindy The Gangbang Coach

My role as Vicky Marshall’s gangbang coach, and our extraordinary friendship, began when I got her short text asking to meet with me. I was puzzled. Why the meeting? And how did she have my private number? We never had contact before. Of course I had heard of her, mostly from celebrity rumors and gossip. She was a dark haired beauty with a Miss America face, athletic body, and the energy level of an NFL cheerleader. Each week the tabloids linked her romantically to a different man or woman....

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Cindy The Gangbang Coach

My role as Vicky Marshall's gangbang coach, and our extraordinary friendship, began when I got her short text asking to meet with me. I was puzzled. Why the meeting? And how did she have my private number? We never had contact before. Of course I had heard of her, mostly from celebrity rumors and gossip. She was a dark haired beauty with a Miss America face, athletic body, and the energy level of an NFL cheerleader. Each week the tabloids linked her romantically to a different man or woman....

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Me and the Coach

I’d been called to his office to discuss something. He was busy so he asked me to sit down. The chair was at his desk opposite him. I looked around as he finished what he was writing. It was then I noticed a partially covered picture on his desk of a hunky man, a light hairy chest and abs to die for. The trail of hair went down further but was obscured by some papers over the top. I was dead keen to see the rest, so tried to move the papers on top but they were being held in place by...

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My coach

My name is Tina and I'm on the college basketball team. At 22 in college, I'm not quite the star, but also not just someone that stays out of the spotlight either. So after a while I made a small name for myself on the team, but I still didn't play as much as I would have liked to. I told my coach that I wanted to talk him, but he was busy and he said he would set time to the side for me at some point. He eventually did, but he set it for a weird time though. I was practicing late one Wednesday...

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Roomies The Coach

Isobel Ford glanced back and forth from her stopwatch to the runners coming around the final curve. She started calling the times out to her assistant, who's own gaze was darting back and forth from her notebook to the numbers pinned on each runner's chest as the members of the girl's track team thundered down on them. For a moment, Isobel faltered, her attention drawn by the flashing long legs of the girl in the lead. Her long brunette hair, pulled into a ponytail, floated behind her in...

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My Highschool Football Coach

Durin the offseason Football was still taken pretty seriously at my school and the coaches highly encouraged us to get in the weight room as much as we could in order to get better for the next year. Our coach was a pretty strict and somewhat intimidating guy but as long as you stayed on his good side you had a pretty easy time. He was very muscular and close to his 50s but was in better shape then most 30 year olds! It was a team joke on how much he liked to pat us boys on the ass and tell us...

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Put Me In Coach

OK, so the honeymoon was over. That much was fairly obvious. I knew it would happen. I just didn't think it would happen quite so soon. We'd been married a little over a year—my second, Jake's first. I knew he loved me, and he was a wonderful father to my son, Michael. Jake just didn't seem that interested in sex anymore. No, strike that. He was interested in sex. He just wasn't interested in making love. "Well, what do you think the problem is, Carly?" My long-time client and friend,...

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Workouts with My PE Coach

My P.E.coach, Coach Cocker, was a tall, handsome man. More than once when I saw him blow into his whistle, I wished he was blowing me. I was a seventeen-year-old tranny-in-training and I loved having a big handsome man sucking my dickie for me. So, it was only natural that I would want Coach Cocker sexually. I already liked flirting with him like the girls did. And I thought he liked me, too. Then, one day, I was walking in from the sports field toward the gym. I was wearing my sexy little gym...

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Showing Thanks to My Gymnastics Coach

Sometimes it's amazing how one little things can lead to another. I was playing three handed pinnacle with some friends of mine for money one night and the subject turned to gymnastics. That's not so surprising, since I am a gymnastics coach, and I have a club in Taylor about 20 miles away. Anyway I had bid way over my head and was trying to salvage every point I could, and Sheryl was saying how much her daughter Jennifer would like to participate in gymnastics. I led a king of hearts...

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Meeting with the Coach

The silky-haired brunette lowered the camera to her lap again. The woman had just lifted her head from her husband's lap, and it looked like they were talking. Now the passenger door opened. She had all but one picture she needed. Her hands trembled as she lifted the camera again, zooming in on her husband's car, waiting for the unknown bimbo to get out so she could identify her. A pair of long swung out and Maria snapped two more pictures from the 35mm Nikon as she turned, leaned in and blew...

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The Soccer Coach

I watched 16 yelling, screaming brats reducing to shambles the dribbling drill I had designed for them, and I asked myself how in the hell I got involved with coaching a boys’ soccer team. I don’t know shit about soccer. I should have been out drinking, and trying to get laid. Nobody but a dummy like me lets his “community oriented” boss talk me into coaching his son’s soccer team. We were two games into the season, and we’d lost both games badly. The k**s were playing with enthusiasm, but hey...

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The Soccer Coach

I watched 16 yelling, screaming brats reducing to shambles the dribbling drill I had designed for them, and I asked myself how in the hell I got involved with coaching a boys’ soccer team. I don’t know shit about soccer. I should have been out drinking, and trying to get laid. Nobody but a dummy like me lets his “community oriented” boss talk me into coaching his son’s soccer team.We were two games into the season, and we’d lost both games badly. The k**s were playing with enthusiasm, but...

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Andrea gives in to Coach

He watched her, smiling to himself as she walked into the locker room to change for gym class and then glanced down at his phone again. She emerged in a pair of shorts that showed off her round ass beautifully and a tank top that hugged her perky tits. He tore his eyes away."Andrea, can I see you for a minute?"Her eyes flashed to him, surprised, as the football coach taught some gym classes but wasn't usually on hers.She nodded and came over. He motioned to her at his office door and she walked...

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F45109 Coach

Coach Jim loved the end of practice, when all the mothers, the soccer moms, would show up to pick up their kids. They could often be seen arriving early and standing off to the side watching their kids at practice. This year, Jim's favorite Mom was Cindy. She was Amanda's mother. Amanda was one of the better players on the team, but it was her mother, Cindy, that Jim really cared about. Jim was absolutely proper with the players, they were just 10 year olds, and he taught them well. He was a...

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