Code: Mm
Date: November 2000, 34 years

Status: Basically finished, may need some touching up.


Working at the University (which I had been doing for more then seven years now) did have one major advantage... working hours were rather flexible. Especially in the IT-department where I worked. So that meant my weekend usually started at three or four in the afternoon. Which in turn meant that I regularly showed up at the badmintoncourts quite early. Which in turn meant that, before my own lessons and recreational play, I generally helped out the trainers of the youth teams.
Of course, what helped as well, was that Sarah, the head trainer was female, thirty-something, single and had an ass to die for (and a very nice pair of C-cup sized knockers as well)... But that will be another story.
This is the one about Hans. He was one of the boys (he turned sixteen during the summer) from one of the youth teams that trained each Friday. His sister (eight years his senior and playing at that time in the same team as I did) and I had finished our two year long on-off relation that summer. So, while we knew off each other, we did note really knew each other.
Until that summer he was just another teenage boy to me. Light born short cropped hair, the same dark brown eyes as his sister, slim but not skinny, average build...
That changed somewhat when Sarah encouraged the older youth players to do additional running exercises besides the usual training. And, in a moment of weakness (with my hardness inside her wetness...) I had agreed to Sarah to perform this outdoor activity. No better way to extract a promise from a guy when a woman is about to extracted the load from his balls... And Sarah knew that just like any other woman.
So, every even Saturday of the month I drilled the two oldest youth teams in the fine art of interval training. While every odd Saturday I still drilled Sarah :-)
During the season the initial enthusiasm of the kids tapered off and after four months it was usually Hans, Rupert and Magda that managed to attend. But even Magda and Rupert did not show up that last Saturday in November. So, this time it was just Hans and myself.
The weather had taken a turn for the worse that week (probably also why the other two kids had stayed home that day), and we managed to get soaking wet on the last part of the course. Usually we ended out session at a school near to homes of most of the kids and my own home as well. The exception being Hans, who still had to cycle for at least twenty minutes to reach his home.
But I could not let him ride his bike in this kind of weather. He was already shivering from being cold and wet when we reached the school yard.
"Come on!" I yelled at him as the rain kept on pounding on us, "let's go to place and wait till the rain stops."
"Y-y-y-esss" he shivered in response. So we jumped our bikes, cycled like crazy to my place, threw the bikes in the shed and fled inside the house into the relative warmth (but absolute drought :-). Still not feeling one bit happy to let either of us catch a cold, I ushered him into the bathroom, fell in behind him and turned on the shower.
"Just step under it, our clothes are wet anyway and we&#314;l remove them once we're warm again..."
The shivering boy stepped under the steaming shower and I joined him there, equally shaking from the cold, as well.
Damn... that felt good after 20 minutes of ice cold rain.
Once the cold rain had been replaced by warm water, I started tugging on his shirt.
"Here, let me remove that for you. Just lift your arms, it will be easier that way."
Hans did as we was told and as the shirt got pulled up, a typical lanky teenager torso was revealed. While his arms were still stretched upwards as I removed the shirt from his wrists, I could see the beginning of a six-pack on his abdomen. And just the beginning of a treasure-trail that disappeared into his running-shorts.
Likewise Hans removed my shirt, although he had to get close, stand on his toes and lean into me to remove the shirt from my stretched arms. Hmm... his still boyish torso felt fine and my cock responded like it usually did... it started to get erect.
Of course, we had seen each other before in the showers of the dressing rooms, but never up close and personal like this. The bathroom was now slowly filling with steam, but even through the vapours I saw I was not the only one with a erectile 'problems'...
Continuing the undressing I removed my running-shorts and shoes as well. Turning back to Hans, I suggested him to do the same. After all, it would make cleaning ourselves easier. That made sense to him, and soon he was totally naked as well. With his back turned towards me, I did see a family resemblance between him and his sister. Both had cute dimples in their asscheeks when they tightened them. And his ass had the same effect that the ass of his sister had... it gave me a complete boner in an instant!
As he straightened up again, he tried to keep his back to me, trying to hide his own stiff cock from me (not even seeing mine yet).
"Don't worry about your erection, Hans. It's only a physical reaction to the change in temperature," I reassured him.
"Look, I have on too. And we have seen each other in the gym as well... so why worry?
That put him at ease and slowly he turned around, letting the water cascade again over his chest and abdomen.
Damn! That treasure-trail really led to one! It was just as long and thick as mine, except that his stood out straight and pointed horizontally to me. Mine had a more steep angle and pointed at his belly button.
When Hans noticed the similarity in size, his self-confidence returned. Good, I thought... at least he is not too shy to show his stiff cock to another guy.
"Have you ever been naked like this and so close to another guy?" I asked him.
A soft 'No, never' left his mouth, but he kept eyeing both our cocks. They were almost like crossed swords. One straight, the other pointing up.
"So, then, this never happened before as well?
At the 'this' I grabbed his dick and jerked it slowly twice.
Another 'No, never' was uttered, followed by a very sexy soft moan of pleasure. He did not complain and his six inch piece of meat grew even stiffer and thicker in my rubbing hand.
As I continued to slowly masturbate him, he looked up and asked if he could do me too.
Yes, sure... and soon we were seriously wanking each other. Within a minute Hans moaned and squirted his load over my hands and both our crotches. Cleaning up the sticky boysperm from both our pubic hair was quite a challenge, but in the end we managed and towelled each other off. By then he was stiff again (ah... the bliss of youth full recuperation...) but his lust to work on my cock had gone the moment he had shot his wad. No problem... I was sure there would be plenty of opportunity that day. After all, it still rained and his clothes had to dry anyway (even in the dryer that I just had placed then in, it would take the better part of three hours).
When I rubbed down his back and buttocks, my forefinger made a deliberate trip through the crack of his butt and pressed softly against his sphincter. My excuse was to feel if he was totally dry there, but I wanted to know how he reacted to something like this.
Maybe it was his post-orgasmic relaxedness but he did not freak out or even complain.
Then we went to the living room and once I called his parents to let them know where he was and that he would get home once the rain ended, I put in a compilation porn-cassette in the VCR. You know the kind with lots of explicit straight, gay and lesbian orgasms.
From there on we talked about what just happened and if he wanted more.
Yes, he wanted more. And the small jerks of his stiff cock acknowledged this as well :-)
So I pulled his face closer to mine as started kissing him. In the beginning just on the lips, but after a moment, my tongue slipped through our lips to meet his. After his initial hesitation, we were soon engaged in a full set of tonsil tennis...
Then the tennis changed into a full blown discovery of each others bodies, where both our lips played a major role. His nipples became as hard as little diamonds when I nibbled them. The scent of his teenage cock and balls, that rose from between his legs as he got more and more aroused again, made me want to taste him completely. And that's what I did... suck his cock all the way into my mouth.
And just like earlier in the shower, Hans took my lead and started sucking on my painfully erect cock as well.
As the 69 progressed, I started to fondle his balls and rubbing further down over his 'taint' area as well, towards that virgin sphincter. This way it did not take long for him to cum again. This time his sperm landed on my tongue as I swirled it around the head of his cock. His slender hips tried to buck his cock all the way inside, but I pressed him down. This way I could just concentrate on the tip and savour the salty taste of his spend before I swallowed it. Realizing that I had been the first man that sucked this cute boy, made me loose it as well.
I felt my cock expand as my balls contracted and shot the load that had been building up for the last hour or so. Hans was taken by surprise as he was still coming down from his own trip to the seventh heaven... The boy coughed and choked as my sperm hit the back of his throat. However, the uncontrolled actions of his tongue and mouth did add to my pleasure and resulted in at least two additional squirts...
But all good things must come to an end and I pulled my cock from between his lips (like a natural born cock sucker he kept them locked around my shaft as I pulled out). Crawling back next to him, we both caught our breath and watched the TV where a white guy was eating out an Asian girl. At the same time, the white guy was taken from behind by a Negro/Latino type of guy. When the dark guy came (having seen the cassette before I knew he would cum inside the white guy and only pull out afterwards, ending with a close up of a cum filled ass) I got up and went to the kitchen to get some beers. Handing the one spiked with a decent amount of vodka to Hans, I told him that he sucked cock a lot better then his sister. Which was true in fact. She did go down occasionally, but never with much enthusiasm. Hans thanked me for the compliment and downed the beer like a glass of coke. As I took a bit more time to finish my drink we talked some more about his sister and girls in general. He had been with two girls so far. One of them also played badminton and the other was a younger schoolmate/girlfriend from his sister. She dropped by one day and sis as not there. As he had just taken a shower, she had been impressed by his lean physique and one thing led to another... resulting in the loss of his virginity that afternoon.
The other girl (he would not tell me her name, probably afraid I would be going after her as well :-) he managed to nail a few times so far as he escorted her home after the badminton training on Fridays (knowing his address and from most of the other members as well, I had a fairly good idea who the girl was, but I did not bother him with that).
Even with the alcohol slowing things down a bit, this talking did arouse us again. Hans' cock got hard again and I took the tip in my mouth. A soft moan left his sexy lips as he tried to push my head further down. When that did not work, he started to buck his hips upward. But instead of another round of blowjobs I had other plans.
I released his cock and asked him if he would like a massage. The spiked beer had made him quite lazy/tired and he agreed. So I told him to get up. Wobbling a bit form the alcohol he did, and, pretending the drinks affected me about the same, together we walked the stairs towards the bedroom.
Damn, that ass swinging ever so little from left to right in front of me really looked good. Every step made those sexy dimples disappear and reappear... Hmmmmm...
Halfway he stumbled a bit and I had to grab him to prevent a fall. Of course, I pressed my semi erect cock between those pert sweet buttocks of him and steadied him further by hugging his chest with one arm and cupping his balls and dick with the other hand. Yeah, I know, maybe not really necessary, but when my cock nestled itself in his asscrack, he froze a little, so I wanted to distract him somewhat instead of pulling back my cock. Anyway, after feeling both his cock and nipples stiffening up, I released him and we managed to reach the bedroom without further delay :-)
Hans flopped down on the bed, and looked back up at me expectantly from below. Seeing his dark brown eyes looking at me with lust and anticipation (or maybe simply drunkenness, but who was I to judge that :-) made my cock jerk up and up until it stood again at its 45 degree angle. The head now totally free of foreskin and almost purplish in colour. But that would be later attended too...
For now I took a bottle of babylotion and poured some on my hands. Once it had warmed up, I rubbed the slippery oily substance all over Hans' back. Starting at his shoulders, I worked my way down over his back, towards the part where the back isn't called back any more :-)
By then Hans had already removed his cock from the mattress and his abdomen, and pushed it downward. Now it stuck out straight between his slightly spread legs. Sitting next to his hip, I saw the six inches of teenager cock jerk ever so little as my thumbs and forefinger worked their way further and further in the crack of his ass. The lotion has already reached his sphincter, so sliding in the first phalanx of my forefinger in that tight rubbery muscle went almost effortless. When his soft moaning reduced to ever softer purring, I rotated my finger and gently worked in another phalanx. His purring continued and he even moved his hips a little up and down (rubbing his cock over the silk sheets covering the mattress).
After a few minutes of continuous rotating and sliding (up to the full length of my forefinger now), his asshole has loosened enough for my indexfinger to join the fun... But at the moment they went in together for about half their length, Hans surprised us both and squirted his third load of the day on the silk sheets. (Something to remember for the next time... supple silk sheets rubbing ones dock AND ones asshole being fingered is quite intense... :-)
BUt, even as the last drops of his seed fell down, he kept his ass upwards. Once I crawled on my knees behind him and replaced my fingers with my rockhard cock at the entrance of his ass, I asked him if he really wanted this. His answer was to stretch his legs wide and pull open his ass with his hands. I took that as a 'yes' and slowly pressed inside the virgin ass of this sixteen year old teenager. After the initial push, I stayed inside to let his colon get used to my cock. I felt his intestines squeeze and adjust. He did not know if to relax or try and squeeze me out and that 'doubt' caused minute vibrations to ripple over my cock... Awesome!
After some time that stopped and I started to fuck his ass for real. Thanks to the oral orgasm earlier, I managed to slide in and out of Hans' ass for quite some time. The pushing motion even brought his cock back to stiffness again. But before Hans managed to spend his seed a fourth time, I felt my balls starting to boils. Another two powerful stroked in his firm ass and against his sweet buttocks and I pumped my second load deep in his colon. Lowering myself on top of him, we stayed together until my deflating cock was slowly pushed out of his ass.
In the end I rolled away from him and after a quick trip to the bathroom to remove the brown streaks from my cock that told me Hans had not really expected this to happen, we finished the day with another session of sixty-nine-ing each other. But that took a delicious long time before he and I came at the same time and I got to taste another load of this creamy boy sperm.
By then the rain had finished so with his clothes picked from the dryer, he went home freshly fucked and sucked :-)
Hans never fucked me that first Saturday, but that happened the next time we spend an afternoon together. We continued to see each other for about four months. Usually we sucked each other (either sixty-nine or just one after another), but anal still happened a lot as well.

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